#kisuke x reader

“P-Please… Please make me…”

“Of course, [Name].” He dives back in, licking you all the way down “I got you.” His tongue flickering against your pussy more rapidly until you reach your orgasm.

Byakuya

Byakuya is the type of man who takes his time, making every touch feel planned, determined, every kiss a slow-burning tease. His lips trace a path over your body, his voice smooth like a calming breeze. “My beautiful woman…”

His tongue moves with calculated precision, worshipping you, relishing each second. In the stillness of the morning, he whispers praises you’d never expect from a man like him. “You taste so good, my love.”

Your mind crumbles under the weight of his words, his mouth working you over with unshaken focus. “I won’t stop until you’re satisfied.” He murmurs, and you know he means it.

Tōshirō

He takes pleasuring you very seriously—focused, precise, determined to be the best for you.

“Do you like it like that, [Name]?” He asks between kisses, slurping against your cunt, teasing your clit with each flick of his tongue. “Right there?”

Before you can answer, he dives in deeper, his tongue pressing into you while circling your clit with his thumb in a way that has your body trembling.

“T-Tōshirō, baby… F-fuck—”

He doesn’t let up. His fingers start thrusting into your pussy, moving fast and his mouth relentless. Your legs try to clamp around his head, but he pushes them apart, refusing to stop until you melt all over his mouth, his abs—anywhere you want.

Renji

Renji is the type of man who researches before trying something new—and he always wants to try things with you. His goal? To leave you shaking after every experiment.

“Renji, c-can you…”

“Wait a second, [Name]…” His brows furrow. “So…I should lick like this?” He glances at his phone, then leans in and drags his tongue over your cunt. But when he looks up—sees your parted lips, the way your chest rises and falls, the absolute wrecked expression on your face—everything stops.

“Shit… Sorry, baby.” And then he’s all in, no more overthinking, just feeling—the way you tremble under him, the way you fall apart so easily when he does it the way you like.

Ishida

He catches you by surprise when he does it—kissing everywhere, collarbone, chest, belly—before slowly kneeling in front of you.

“Ishida?”

“Shhh.” His fingers part your folds as he adds. “Be still.” His tongue flicking against your throbbing pussy while his piercing gaze locks onto yours.

Sousuke Aizen: restraints, hypnotism, vibrators, face slapping, hair pulling, anal sex.

Bakudo had many useful applications. Barriers, seals and Sousuke's favourite method: restraints. It was a simple bakudo spell weaved with another kido spell, but with his reiatsu embedded in it, it was hard to break.

Hence why you were restrained and confined to a chair in his private quarters in Las Noches. Sousuke smiles at you, stroking your cheek and rubbing your tears away. Your eyes were clouded and filled with lust, desire and pain as you babbled and drooled all over yourself to the rhythmic sound of the vibrators in your pussy and ass.

"Use your words." He commanded, slapping you across the face.

You slumped forward. Wasn't Lord Aizen inside of your ass right now? The vibrator was in your pussy? You whined loudly as you felt restrained, you orgasm being denied again.

"Lord Aizen, please!" You panted, trying to move in his lap. You felt him pinch and roll your nipples, but still holding you in place. The vibrator in your pussy stirred inside you, his cum and your juices swirling and dripping down to the ground. You cried as you tried to chase your orgasm.

Shatter.

You looked up with bleary eyes, realizing that Lord Aizen was not fucking your ass as you had thought. He stood in front of you, fully clothed, an amused smirk on his face.

Lord Aizen pulls your hair, yanking your head up as the vibrators inside you begin to slow down. You couldn't believe that these toys made you think you were being fucked by Lord Aizen.

"Please sir," you begged, the restraints still holding you down in place. "I need you."

"I suppose it's reassuring to know you'll always be my cock hungry slut." Lord Aizen murmured, kissing you on the lips, slowly freeing his growing erection. "Why don't you show me what you thought you were doing?"

Kisuke Urahara: shibari, electric stimulation, oral sex (m receiving).

You flexed your fingers behind you as Kisuke tied the last rope in place. It amused you to no end to see the jovial and easy-going Kisuke to be so concentrated and serious, but you suppose he always was when it came to testing his inventions.

Which led to your current predicament.

You were always curious about his inventions, and Kisuke would never know what to make of it. At first he tried to brush you off, but your stubborn personality and eagerness slowly warmed his wary heart. And he knew it influenced his more recent inventions.

Although this new one, he wasn't sure if you'd take a liking too, but you were adamant on being his test subject. And with Kisuke spending more time with you, it became harder for him to say "no."

He stepped back from his latest work, taking off his hat as he hummed in appreciation. You were tied vertically, wearing lace thigh highs that Kisuke asked for you to wear, with your arms tied behind your back. You were on your knees.

"This wasn't what I had in mind, Kisuke." You laughed. "Are these special ropes?" You asked, trying to move around, but the ropes held you in place.

Kisuke let out a light laugh, "no, no this is to keep you in place." He lifted your head for a quick kiss. "I can't have you moving around too much." He said with an amused tone.

You tilted your head, giving him a curious look. He fished inside his samue for what looked like a black pen. Kisuke removed the cap, and you saw the familiar nib of a fountain pen.

"Are you going to draw on me Kisuke?" But your question was ignored.

Kisuke's look was one of concentration and focus as he held the pen above your uncovered breasts. You looked down and then yelped, red sparks emitted from the nib as Kisuke traced around your nipple.

"Kisuke, what is that?" You whimpered. But Kisuke ignored you again, tracing your other nipple. Your body felt more shocks and your pussy began to throb as the innocuous looking pen made its way down your body.

Kisuke adjusted the ropes, forcing you to bend backwards and your bare pussy exposed to him.

"Kisuke, what are you —" but before you could answer, the pen hovered around your clit, causing you to shriek at the unfamiliar sensation.

"Looks like it works perfectly." Kisuke beamed, as he continued moving the pen around, stopping by your clit every so often.

"Now lets see if my test subject can handle multitasking." Kisuke chuckled, pulling his cock out. His thighs were on either side of you as he slapped your face with his cock. You whined at the position, but opened your mouth eager to taste him.

"Remember, no teeth or you'll get punished." He murmured, as the pen touched your clit once again. You screamed around his cock, allowing Kisuke's cock further down your throat.

"Good girl," he smiled, watching your eyes roll back as another shock jolts your clit.

Akon: aphrodisiacs, body alteration, tentacles, oral sex (f receiving).

You flashed stepped your way to the Squad 12 barracks. It had been a few weeks since your partner, Akon, had holed himself in one of their laboratories. It wasn't like there was an urgent need for a new device, invention, or tool that the Gotei 13 needed, but the man had not left the lab in some time.

But everyone you spoke to from Squad 12 (bar Captain Kurotsuchi), said he was fine, but preoccupied with a current project. And you were worried. It wasn't like him to be so unresponsive.

Which is why you faced the barricaded door to Akon's lab. Hiyosu waddled his way to you, trying to get you to leave, but you were adamant, and frankly pissed.

"Akon, I know you're in there! I'm worried about you." You yelled. You began to slam your fist against the door, when it snapped open. Akon, with dark bags under his eyes, a faint stubble along his chin and covered with the thick smell of cigarette smoke, appeared before you.

"Sorry Akon, I tried to stop her."

"It's alright, you can go Hiyosu." Akon said, his voice laden with exhaustion. And with a quick tug, Akon pulled you into his arms and closed the doors to his lab again.

You tightened your arms around him, relishing the feeling of being in Akon's presence again.

"I've missed you, you know?" You whispered into his chest. You heard Akon sigh as he gave you a tight squeeze.

"I'm sorry." Akon apologized, "your timing is impeccable though," he chuckled. "I just finished my project."

You peeked behind him and didn't see anything unusual on his lab bench. "What did you discover?"

"You want to try?"

You nodded your head as Akon led you to his bench, and you saw what appeared to be four innocuous pieces of chocolate.

"You're a chocolatier now?" You asked. You picked one piece and sniffed it, the aroma of cacao hitting your nose.

"Sure, let's go with that." Akon gave you a wry smile, "why don't you try one?"

You trusted Akon, so without hesitation, you put the chocolate in your mouth, watching him do the same. It had a smooth flavour, and the right balance of sweetness you enjoyed in your chocolate.

"That was delicious!"

"And anything else?" Akon said, as he moved closer to you. Your senses felt heightened by his presence. You could smell him more clearly, feel his touch more deeply… and it went straight to your pussy.

Akon rubbed his thumb over your lips as he watched your eyes glaze over with lust. Your tongue darted out to lick the digit, but he quickly removed it, kissing you back instead.

"Akon, what did you make?" You panted as Akon began to cup your breasts through your uniform. Every touch leaving you aching for more.

"An aphrodisiac, thought it would be fun to try, just the two of us." Akon murmured.

Akon lifted you up on to his bench and undid your uniform, stripping you of your undergarments. Akon's touch lit a fire in you as you spread your legs wider, an invitation he gladly accepted. He hoisted your legs over his shoulders as began to lap at your pussy.

"Oh fuck!" You cried, throwing your head back. Akon laid his tongue flat against your clit, licking it with fervor. You weaved your fingers through his hair, pushing him against your pussy even more. The sounds of your moans echoed across his lab. You mewled in delight as he continued to eat you out, until you felt something strange tickle against your sopping wet hole.

"Akon?" You cried out, as the strange sensation joined him in licking your clit, then push itself inside you. You looked to see a tentacle worm its way out from Akon's uniform, but Akon himself remained unphased.

"Akon? What is that?!" You shrieked.

Akon looked up at you, his chin covered in your juices, "this? Another project I was working on." He smirked returning his attention back to your pussy.

You let out another loud moan as the tentacle thickened in girth inside you while Akon nipped and laved your aching clit.

Maybe you'd let Akon alone his lab more if this was what he was doing.

Kenpachi Zaraki: handcuffs, edging, butt plug, pegging/anal sex.

"You're luck you're sexy." Kenpachi huffed, as you made sure the special kido handcuffs you bought from Urahara Shoten, were still in place.

Giving him a sly smile, "why thank you." You knew in reality Kenpachi could snap the handcuffs with relative ease, but you had begged him to try this and Kenpachi was in a humorous mood (and who was he to say no to getting his dick wet?)

You made sure to get your nails done, dragging your manicured nails down his bare chest. He grumbled something, but you hushed him, deliberately rubbing your cloth covered pussy against his erection. Kenpachi made a slight wince then a snarl, glaring at you.

"You promised you'd be good, remember?" You said, giving his nipple a soft lick.

"Woman, you better make this quick." He snapped.

"Or what?" You continued to tease him, reaching down to grab his erection, the cock ring was snug tight on the base of his erection.

You slowly moved down his body, kissing each scar and mark along his skin, until you reached his erection.

You grinned, before licking the underside of cock, precum leaking out from the tip. You began to slap and squeeze his balls, watching Kenpachi glare and groan at your touch.

"You're a fucking bitch, you know that?"

You tsked at him, "watch your language" before sucking on the head of his cock. You moaned at the taste of him, but you weren't going to let him off that easily.

Your hand reached down past his balls to the cleft of his ass, pushing the plug you had him wear a bit deeper.

"I love it when you fuck my ass, Captain Zaraki" you smiled, "let's see if you like it when I fuck yours too."

Kenpachi smirked as he spread his legs wider for you. You gave his cock and balls a few more licks, before pulling and pushing the plug out of his loosened hole.

"Are you ready, Captain Zaraki?"

"C'mon and try, slut." Kenpachi drawled, snapping the handcuffs. "I'll still be fucking you later anyways." You laughed as you pushed the dildo inside him, watching him close his eyes and groan at the unfamiliar feeling.

Sometimes it was fun to try something new.

A sex dungeon.

You knew of its existence. You (along with a select few) had a taste of what it had to offer.

No complaints. No regrets. It had become your regularity. You were the VIP.

Tucked away beneath the beeps of electronics and static of Squad 12 was the infamous Sex Dungeon. But even the cold laboratories of Squad 12 couldn't function on back up generators for too long. 

The Power Outage persisted well into the week. Something was wrong. A certain ‘familiar’ entity was interfering with the affairs of the Seireitei. Digital data had been breached, and a full-scale cyberattack was well underway. However, there was no urgency to resolve the above problems. Everyone seemed preoccupied with another issue that had taken precedence. With Shunsui as Head Captain, let’s just say priorities had shifted.

Those priorities being the limp needs in their pants that demanded a good release. A week was too long. And the heat was too much to bear— both external and internal. 

“Might I suggest we continue this at the World of the Living”, Byakuya suggested during an emergency Captains meeting. 

“Tch. I have no problem with the heat. You all are just a bunch of complaining wimps”, Kenpachi sounded impatient and annoyed. His need wouldn't go limp and that was becoming a painful problem. 

“The World of the Living is 10 degrees cooler. Maybe it ain't a bad idea”, Shinji pitched in.

“If you would all just give me a few more days to fix the problem. Honestly, you all act like brainless horny apes. Can't even survive a week without sex”. Mayuri was more annoyed that he couldn't resolve this issue and a dead scientist in another realm seemed to have outsmarted him.

“Ya? You've been at it for a week. You can't even think straight without that pussy”, Kenpachi challenged. 

“I am perfectly capable of problem-solving without the need to be buried in a whore. The heat is melting away my face paint, and without my face I lose my sense of self”. Mayuri made (what seemed like) an absurd excuse. 

“Now now. Let's settle down. All this commotion isn't helping with the heat”. Shunsui paused for a moment, his eyes drifting to a magazine on his desk, its cover featuring a woman posing in a bikini on a sandy beach. “That doesn't sound like a bad idea”.

The Lieutenants, uninvited to the Captains’ meeting yet eagerly eavesdropping, suddenly tumbled out of the closet in a heap on the floor.

With Renji, Shuhei and Akon bottom of the pile and Rangiku stood on top of them with a proud grin, already sporting a floral bikini. 

“Let’s go to the beach!” she shouted with exhilaration—driven by more than just the adrenaline surging through her body.

“A nudist beach?”Shunsui expanded on her idea.

“What’s that?”, Renji asked from below. Shuhei just shrugged. 

“Oh you little virgins haven't seen the world. Come on now. Let’s take our ‘party’ to the beach!”, Rangiku bounced around on top of the Shinigami pyramid, both arms in the air, big balloons ready to pop out of her bikini top.

There was an ubiquitous agreement amongst the Captains and Lieutenants.

A much needed vacation was justified.

Except they forgot to ask someone — the very person at the center of it all- the VIP to this party (and all the parties they have held so far).

You. 

——-

“No gigai?” you asked once you arrived at your beach destination. 

“Some of us are not suitable for a Gigai. Besides, ain't it better if no one is watching?” Shinji passed you a grin once he finished giving you a quick visual pat down. 

Everyone on the crowded beach was watching— staring right through you.

You were standing in the middle of a busy nudist beach, stripped of all dignity. This wasn’t your first rodeo with the group, but with all the wandering eyes staring right through you, it left you feeling uneasy and tense.

“Don’t just stand there. It won’t be long before they realize we are all missing”, Renji urgently tried to pull you out of your mid-day daze. 

“Yes. Let’s get this party started, shall we?” Shunsui swallowed down the bubbling dread—imagining Nanao frantically searching for him, only to be caught in action in the World of the Living.

Renji, Shuhei and Rangiku laid down towels to help keep the sand out of unwanted crevices. A futile attempt, if anything.

Akon was setting up a giant umbrella to keep himself and Mayuri out of the beating sun. It took a few minutes for everyone to settle in and it wasn't long before Shunsui, as the leader, took the lead and you were bouncing on his erect cock in the middle of a busy beach, surrounded by an oblivious audience. 

“Lean forward, petal”, he requested, wanting to feel for your soft breasts pressing against his hard pecs and dry curls. As requested, you pushed forward, never once losing the rhythm of your hips, gliding his cock effortlessly in and out of your wet hole.

Shunsui wrapped his arms around you, holding your jiggling ass in place and spreading them apart. Kenpachi watched your tight hole invitingly wink at him. You could feel some pressure– that pressure building with the head of Kenpachi’s cock knocking at your rear entrance. 

“Relax sweetheart”, Shunsui whispered soothingly into your ears. 

You must relax or else Kenpachi would tear right through you. Not intentionally of course. He very rarely had any grip on his sanity and now was not the time to test your odds.

You let out a scream, muffled by Shunsui’s lips, kissing you and swallowing your discomfort. It was always the initial penetration. But once Kenpachi was in, both men established a steady rhythm to follow. 

You left sharp scratches on Shunsui’s shoulders— luckily the dense hair hid the previous scars. Kenpachi was sawing into your ass while Shunsui kept them nice and spread open, giving Kenpachi a lovely view of your stretched holes.

“Tch…our slut can’t have enough cocks”, Kenpachi grinned and slapped your ass hard, making you clench around them.

“Oh it always amazes me how tight you keep yourself. Looks like Captain Kurotsuchi’s special ointment is working to help keep those holes nice and tight no matter how often we destroy them. You feel like a virgin everytime”, Shunsui commented once he realized how firm of a grip you had around their cocks.

“Finally… something Kurotsuchi did right,” Kenpachi growled, loud enough for Mayuri to hear, while the drama queen shot him a silent yet threatening side glare.

“Ugh thanks….”, you trailed off, unable to continue the conversation and chose silence instead. 

With your eyes closed, you were lost in a wave of ecstasy. If it wasn't for the gentle ocean waves or the soft human chatter, it almost felt like you were back at Mayuri’s Sex Dungeon. To clarify, that sex dungeon wasn't your prison. You were not the prisoner. It was the men and women (i.e. Captains and Lieutenants), who lined up to please you (the VIP), who were imprisoned by lust for your body. They couldn’t last a week without you, and that gave you a sense of pride and purpose.

You felt a poke against your cheeks. You opened your eyes and noticed two erect cocks bouncing and pressing on both sides of your flushed face. Shinji and Byakuya were standing, ready to be served. Shinji was holding an ice cream cone and teasingly licking away at the frothy/creamy vanilla treat. 

“Come on doll, can’t just be serving the old men. Have some young shiny cocks”, Shinji grinned, further pressing the head of his cock against your cheek, causing a slight indentation.

Shunsui held onto your waist so you can confidently remove your hands from his bruised shoulders. Kenpachi also grabbed onto your ass to keep you stable, their cocks serving as an anchor. 

Your hands began working away on Shinji and Byakuya, their cocks twitching as soon as your sweaty palms wrapped around their girth. You were coordinated enough to work on both cocks with your hands at the same rhythm of the cocks that continued to plow into you.

“Fuck…” Bykauya let a curse slip pass his lips. 

“Watch yer language, Lord Kuchiki”, Shinji teased, clearly enjoying the stiff man slip up. 

“Open up love”, Shinji ordered. 

You did as requested, half expecting him to shove his dick down your throat. But before he did that, he gave you a taste of the vanilla treat.

With a flick of your tongue, you dragged and scooped the ice cream. “Mmmmm” Before you could swallow the cold treat, he grabbed the back of your head and guided your face towards his throbbing cock. 

With a big gulp, you swallowed the sweet cream, along with his precum. Your senses were overtaken, your body a slave to pleasure and pleasing others.

You felt Byakuya’s soft hands grab your lazy hand and he guided you back to his cock, reminding you of his presence. 

To hope for a unison orgasm was asking for the impossible even if carefully orchestrated. Everyone did eventually release their seed inside or outside you, their unique scents now clinging to your skin. They pulled out and away to make room for the next batch, your body twitching from your own intense orgasm. 

Renji and Shuhei licked their lips, eagerly waiting for the Captains to finish. They both fought for the optimal entrance— simultaneously wanting to fill up your baby making organ. 

Their indecisiveness led to both shoving their eager erect cocks inside your pussy. It was a tight fit. Luckily Shunsui’s thick girth had well prepared you for this double conundrum. 

“Ah fuck fuck so tight! Gonna cum fast”, Renji moaned, tunneling into you like a badger digging through. 

“Ya, cuz your dick is in the way”, Shuhei groaned, battling his own impending release from below. 

Both did not last long— victim to the sloppy wet sounds and messy tight hole. 

——

Akon and Mayuri did not dare to come out of the shade. With cum leaking out of your orifices, you slowly crawled towards your next target. 

Mayuri, dreading a sun burn, was casually reading a book with his shorts still on. Akon was also wearing his summer shorts and was holding what appeared to be a new ‘toy’.

“Let’s try something new”, Akon suggested. He was hoping to take this opportunity to test his recent invention on your body. If he was content with the performance of the device, it would eventually become a regular add-on to the sex dungeon. 

You rested your head between Mayuri’s thighs and kissed the Captain’s clothed erection, begging for his approval. Mayuri gave you a side glance and a very small nod that could be mistaken for a deep breath. 

You hungrily loosened the drawstring to his shorts and pulled out his semi-rigid cock. It responded very well under your touch, growing and aching– as if it recognized its master.

You could feel Akon fiddling with the sex toy from behind. He was completely lost in his own creation, calibrating the device, trapped in his own perfectionism until you slapped your ass to capture his attention. 

You instantly felt a cold metallic object touch your entrance, which offered some relief against the growing heat. The object was a perfect fit– he had taken a mold of your vaginal canal a few weeks prior. It was so perfectly snugged that it either expelled the mixture of cum out or pushed it further past the softened cervix. 

Mayuri never once looked away from his book and came in your mouth without a sound or a slight change to his facial expression. He wore a bored and unimpressed look on his face while filling your throat with his thick seed. Shortly after, Akon cummed inside his shorts, feeling your pelvic muscles contract around his cock even though you were squeezing around the sex toy and not him. 

The purpose of that sex toy soon became apparent when he revealed a fleshlight inside his shorts— connected wirelessly to the sex toy tucked so snugly between your convulsing walls. 

A game changer for the Sex Dungeon Parties. 

—---

You were granted a few minutes to breathe and have a snack. Rangiku laid out a picnic blanket and instead of a picnic spread, she grabbed your hand and pushed you on your back. It was nice to stretch your back after the intense back-to-back workout sessions. But Rangiku didn't lay out a spread of food. Instead, she hovered above you, spreading her cheeks apart with her hand to give you a perfect view of her wet holes flirting at you. 

She lowered herself, offering you the meal which you hungrily devoured. 

You ran the tip of your tongue up and down her slit. She tasted sweet, just like her demeanour. She didn't hesitate for a second and began riding your face, spreading her horny scent all over you.

Shuhei and Renji grinned and sat beside your head, enjoying the way Rangiku’s soft cheeks would completely engulf your face. 

“Can you breathe under there?”, Renji asked.

“Of course they can breathe. I don't weigh that much!”, Rangiki passed him a glare.

“Not exactly what i meant”, Renji huffed.

You let out a mumble, letting them know you were fine. It tickled Rangiku’s clit and she let out a delightful moan.

“Mmmm have some grapes, sweetheart”, she moaned and guided her swollen clit into your mouth.

You sucked on that grape, making out with it while fingering her two holes. It eventually sent her off the edge and she blessed you with a gushing squirt.

——

The after-sex party wasn't dramatic by any means. Everyone relaxed to enjoy the ocean breeze— exhausted but content.

Shinji laid back on the towel to enjoy the live music playing for the living residents. Shuhei was working hard to bury Renji beneath the soft sand. Rangiku was digging holes for her swollen breasts to fit in so she could lay on her stomach and give her back a nice tan. Kenpachi was deep in the waters, chasing the sharks with his bare hands.

You sat on Shunsui’s lap beneath the giant umbrella, next to Byakuya, Shinji, Akon and Mayuri. No one had the desire (or energy) to head back to the Soul Society. The peace was all so surreal. At times, mortal life seemed far more appealing.

You glanced to the side and noticed a couple sharing a passionate kiss. Shunsui felt your dirty pussy clench against his meaty and hairy thigh.  

“Ah summer love is in the air”, Shunsui smiled, appreciating your dishevelled appearance and kissed the top of your head.

“Summer love? What is that?”, you asked, stroking the top of his forearm, mindlessly playing with his arm hair.

Shunsui didn't directly answer you. He pressed his palm up against your distended lower abdomen and gave it a gentle push inwards. You felt the mess inside you stir and ooze out of your holes, making a slippery gooey mess on his thighs. 

Summer love was the love dripping down your thighs and clumping up the sand beneath you. It was the sweet residue left on your lips. It was the raised hand imprints that marked your ass. It was the tender after care that left you limp on his lap.

Suddenly, it began to rain. You wanted to step out of the umbrella and wash away the sticky ‘love’ that was weighing you down. 

“What’s wrong petal?”, Shunsui noticed you had stiffened up on his lap.

“Something hurting? Did that brute Captain Zaraki hurt you again?” Byakuya asked in his usual monotone. 

“Are you hungry? Want me to fetch you some food?” Shinji offered. 

“Honestly, you all are treating our VIP like a fragile cup. I personally built them to be resilient”, Mayuri defended his workmanship. 

“But Captain, I can feel y/n heart racing and blood pressure rising”, Akon pitched in with his concern. 

Everyone (but Kenpachi who was lost at sea) turned to face you.

“I feel like someone has been watching us this entire time. Not just seeing right through us but actually watching us”, you finally confessed, the uneasiness growing now that you were idle.

“Impossible”, Byakuya reminded you.

“I don't sense any hollows”, Shunsui tried to reassure you.

“Oh, a party on my turf! I guess my invitation got lost in the mail”, came a familiar voice from behind. 

Kisuke Urahara revealed himself in the same attire as everyone else— nude. The hat on his head didn’t count.

“I just happened to be lounging around here and didn't expect to bump into such highly ranked officers who wouldn’t dare to abandon their posts just to have a party at the beach”, Kisuke continued, his eyes never once leaving your messy body. He had never been invited to Mayuri’s dungeon before, but he had heard great rumors of its existence and even greater things about the VIP.

“What do you want?”, Mayuri scowled.

“Oh, a little taste won't hurt your pride, Mayuri”, Kisuke grinned beneath the hat that ever so cleverly shaded his mischievous eyes.

“Well, as you can see, it is raining and we are ready to depart”, Byakuya responded, although no one showed any urgency to leave.

“Well that’s not fair. Come on”, Kisuke pouted and leaned into you, getting a whiff of the filth and cum caked all over you. “Why don’t I take you somewhere fun?  How about the theme park?” Kisuke was acting like a creepy stranger offering kids candy on the street. But really, he just wanted to join the club.

Shunsui gently stroked your thighs, bringing everyone back to the initial conversation. “Was it Kisuke’s presence that you felt earlier?”

“Yea..” you lied, ready to bury the conversation in the sand and quickly head to the theme park. You were ready to leave the beach, desperate to escape the piercing gaze that continued to lurk in the shadows of the palm trees.

That feeling of being watched never left you. It followed you around for the rest of the day. It wasn't Kisuke Urahara. It wasn't any hollow. It wasn’t a human who could see spirits and soul reapers. 

His hands never stop roaming your body, and no matter how much you protest his desire for a part of you that you hate, he always finds a reason he admires it.

"You're perfect, all of you."

His tone is sweet, carrying nothing but sincerity as he eyes your body, lingering more on areas you may consider problematic, but he finds them endearing.

His lips trail every last curve and mark, every blemish or scar you call ugly. Kisuke finds the beauty in your so-called imperfections.

"There's nothing about you that isn't gorgeous."

You squirm and whimper as calloused fingers travel the expanse of your body, slowly, deliberately, as if committing you to memory; he pays extra attention to the sensitive parts you try so hard to hide, but he uncovers every self-perceived flaw and turns it into a reason he loves you.

"So beautiful~"

The words are murmured as he dips between your thighs, kissing every last inch of your skin, warm breath ghosting over your eager, soaking pussy, another sensitive place you always felt insecure about; were you too hairy? Maybe you smelled weird, or what if he doesn't like how you taste?

Those thoughts vanish the moment he sets to work devouring you with the hunger of a starved man; it's been too long since he's tasted you, felt you, and he was going to make up for it tonight.

Wave after wave of pleasure cascades over you as he laps at you like he's never going to eat again, your hands fist in his hair, and tears prick your eyes from overstimulation. Still, your hips grind against his face as he takes you through another body-shaking orgasm, then he pulls away and greets your flushed, flustered face with a satisfied grin.

"So good~ What a sweet little treat you are~"

He purrs directly in your ear and you can't help the whine that escapes you when his breath tickles the sensitive skin on your neck, his lips crash into yours and you can taste yourself on his tongue when he slips into your mouth and you wince at the flavor that lingers; maybe you're your own acquired taste but Kisuke drinks it down like a fine wine.

From here, he takes his time with you, easing into your drenched cunt while it's still clenching around nothing as a side effect of your last climax you've yet to fully recover from. It's a familiar stretch that grew more bearable the more you two were together, and this time, a heated groan escapes his lips when he finally enters you to the hilt.

"Ooo fuck, baby, feel so good when you squeeze me like that~"

His whimpers and moans fill your ears as he moves, slow and steady at first, relishing in the warmth your walls surround him with as you clench tightly around him. He thrusts like he's savoring you, pulling out and pushing back in as deep as he can reach while your legs wrap around his waist.

"Looks like I'm not the only one who missed this~"

His words are carried through euphoric laughter as he lavishes your neck in hungry kisses, moans of relief fall from his lips and yours as you both rock your hips at a matching pace. You two move in tandem with each other; you chase him as if he's never coming back, and he follows you as if he never wants to leave.

"So good, so, so, so good~ Want you all night, pretty baby."

You moan approvingly in response, babbling words of praise as he rocks into that sweet spot deep inside you that makes your eyes roll into your head, and your brain go numb, your nails dig in and scratch down his back, which makes him hiss and laugh as he picks you up into his lap. The angle change makes you cry out as he sinks in even deeper than you thought possible.

Kisuke fucks you all night, slow, deliberate, savoring you as if getting high off how tight you are around him. He carries you through multiple orgasms, squirting all over him and coating him in your slick. You're nothing but a teary-eyed mess, muttering incoherently about how good he feels as his thrusts become more erratic and rough.

"S'close, taking me so well, sweet thing, came so much for me~"

He pounds into you relentlessly, never once letting you come down from the high he's had you on for hours now, your thighs shake and your body trembles, you're exhausted and now he's chasing his own end with you limp and hoarse voiced as your cries of pleasure filled the room to combine with the obscene noises of wet flesh slapping into each other, his thrusts conducting a symphony of licentiousness.

"One more, beautiful, g-gonna take you with me~"

You nod mindlessly. At this point, he's fucked you dumb; you can barely remember to breathe because your head is filled with nothing but the feeling of ecstasy, you've clawed his back so much it looks like he was attacked by a hollow. He'll wear the marks with pride, though, like a gift from you to him. His hips eventually still, and then you feel full as he unloads everything he's pent up since the last time you were in his bed.

You two remain connected as you both catch your breath, and he's smiling the biggest, dopiest grin you've ever seen. He smothers you in kisses as he eases out of your spent cunt, and you feel your combined release flood out of you. Kisuke pulls you into his arms and soothes your twitching body with a caress of your back. Once you two have come down, he carefully carries you into the bathroom, where he helps you clean up.

"My pretty baby, did so well for me, so beautiful, love you so much.~"