Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Different Circumstances ❯ The Interruption ( Chapter 9 )

Tite Kubo owns Bleach and the characters depicted therein. The characters in this story are not mine.

 

The Interruption

 

I rushed to 10th Division headquarters and found my captain waiting impatiently. “So pleased you interrupted your `honeymoon' to attend your duties, Lieutenant,” he greeted me, sarcastically. His brow was furrowed into a frown I did not like. “Come with me. It's the arrancar. They've arrived early.”

 

I followed my captain and listened as he addressed our division. We had to repel the arrancar as quickly as possible, and inflict as much damage as we could. The arrancar had chosen to attack Soul Society rather than Seireitei directly. There was some concern that this was to create a diversion while other arrancar attacked Seireitei. As the 10th and 11th Divisions had most experience with the arrancar, we were detailed to go outside the wall and defend Soul Society. Renji and Rukia were to stay with Captain Yamamoto as advisers. The other divisions would remain on alert to repel any possible sneak attack.

 

Captain Hitsugaya quickly outlined the strategy we should adopt for fighting. It was obvious from his comments that he had briefed the division previously regarding the arrancar fighting techniques. That was something. At least he did not need to provide a lengthy explanation.

 

It registered that Zaraki was also fighting the arrancar. I wondered what he would think about them and how they would manage to respond to his unique fighting style. Never did I consider that he would be hurt or killed. Not Zaraki.

 

After the captain finished issuing instructions, we quickly went to the area in Soul Society where the arrancar had appeared. I could hear people screaming as we approached. I drew my zanpaku-to and then stopped, surprised. I had not expected to see hollows and the arrancar working together.

 

There were many arrancar and hollows, fighting against shinigami and the residents of Soul Society. I couldn't work out what they wanted, why they were here. Out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw some members of the 11th Division, but did not allow that to take my mind off the reason I was here. I had to defend the innocent souls. As I tried to fight, I found I became increasingly frustrated. Each time I tried to engage an arrancar or hollow in battle, they backed away from me and would not fight. I began to wonder what was going on. Other shinigami were fighting. Why wouldn't they fight me?

 

I decided to use this. Each time I saw an arrancar or hollow sneaking up behind a shinigami, I would move in front of them. It worked well and managed to prevent many from being injured, and I even killed a few hollows, but I still felt cheated. I was here to fight. My temper was piqued by this behaviour. What was going on?

 

As I continued to try to fight, I was stunned when a hand grabbed my arm and yanked me around a corner into a grimy deserted dead end alleyway, away from the battle. I spun around to see who it was and felt a pair of lips fasten on mine as hands groped my breasts, fondling them. A familiar scent assailed me. Gin! It took a few seconds to collect my thoughts and I grabbed his hands, removing them from my breasts and I wrenched my mouth from his. I wanted to slap him. What did he think he was doing?

 

“The traitor returns. Why are you here, Ichimaru?” I was staring at Gin, who was gripping my hands in his, when I heard Zaraki's voice address him. Colour flooded my cheeks. He'd seen Gin kissing me and holding me by the hands the day we married. This was not good. This was the worst thing I could imagine. I remembered Zaraki expressing his jealousy of Gin previously. How had Zaraki known where I was? How did he get here so quickly?

 

I looked at Zaraki, who was lounging against a building, but he was staring at Gin with inhuman hatred in his eyes. The frown on his face filled me with foreboding and his knuckles were white. I hoped he wouldn't look at me in the same way. Would he give me a chance to explain?

 

“None of your business. I just came to collect something I'd forgotten. Ran, you're coming with me. Aizen agreed you should be with me.” Gin, smiled his normal smile and nonchalantly took me by the arm. I struggled against the grip. I didn't want him to touch me.

 

“She's not a belonging for you to forget or collect. She is my wife. Get your filthy turncoat hands off her, you gutless bastard.” The rage in Zaraki's voice scared me. I did not want to see him like this.

 

Gin's eyes opened in astonishment at Zaraki's words. I could see the coloured irises. He must have been surprised by the news. The smile had slipped from his face. “She's your what?” The disbelief in his voice was manifest. I had never seen him lose his composure so quickly.

 

I finally managed to get Gin to release his grip my applying my elbow to his stomach. I ran to Zaraki's side and took his hand in mine and faced the former captain.

 

“I'm his wife. We were married this morning.” I said the words to my erstwhile love, while he clutched his stomach. My words were brave but I felt nervous at the aftermath of this confrontation. Zaraki would have something to say to me about the kiss. I did not look forward to the conversation, assuming of course he didn't encourage me to leave with Gin. I was worried he would remove his hand from mine.

 

“That's recent, and pretty fast work on your part, Ran. Another captain! Look, Ran, I forgive you for having sex with Aizen. He explained that you were lonely and looking for comfort and begged him to screw you. What could he do? He told me he took pity on you.” Gin shook his head as if dismissing the matter. “Aizen predicted that your division would be sent to fight because of your experience with the arrancar in the real world. He was right. Because of that, I'll even forgive you for marrying this thug. It's not important. Come with me now. I don't have long. The diversion is only meant to last a few minutes until I found you. You want to come with me. You know you love me.” Gin sounded very sure of my acceptance of his demand. His tone was condescending.

 

I gazed in astonishment at my former lover. His words made my heart harden even more against him. Aizen had explained, had he? I wondered at Aizen's motives in permitting Gin to return to Seireitei to collect me. Did he plan on more `friendly' rapes?

 

“She's not going with you, Ichimaru. I told you she's my wife.” Zaraki let me hold his hand, but was not responding. His voice was cold. I glanced at him and saw the hatred remained in his eyes while his lip curled in disdain at the man standing in front of us. I felt my heart falter. This was a disaster.

 

I didn't want Zaraki to be the only one who protested. I wanted to stay with him. “I'm not coming with you, Gin. I'm not leaving my husband. I love him, more than I ever loved you. Zaraki is not a thug. I tried to tell you what happened between Aizen and me. You'd prefer to believe the bastard who raped me. Yes, Aizen raped me. I didn't beg him for sex. I tried to explain to you but you never listened, you would only walk away. Aizen poisoned your mind against me. You were happy to believe him, but not me. I don't love you, Gin, not anymore, not ever again. I love Zaraki.” The words spilled from my mouth as I denied my former love.

 

Again Gin looked at me in astonishment. Zaraki let go of my hand and my heart sank, fearing it was a sign of rejection, but he quickly placed an arm around my shoulders and pulled me close. “You heard my wife, Ichimaru. She's chosen me, not you.” Zaraki released me and drew his zanpaku-to. “Now you die, traitor. I have many reasons to kill you, but I'll content myself with making this fast.”

 

Gin quickly unsheathed his zanpaku-to in response. “You're only saying that because you're scared of him, Ran. I understand. Sorry to make you a widow on your wedding day. If you want I'll marry you once he's dead, maybe. I assume the marriage has not yet been consummated. You wouldn't have had much chance to screw before or after your visit to the human world, Ran. You'll forget him in time. He's a mistake. I'll kill him and then you'll come with me.”

 

“You won't kill Zaraki. The marriage has been consummated. You don't understand, Gin. I love him and I'm not scared of him. I don't want to marry you. You can't make me leave him or forget him.” The man assumed too much and was not listening to me. He must have remembered how much I hated that.

 

“We've fucked regularly Ichimaru. I wonder why you let her go. Proves what a fool you are. You interrupted our second `consummation'. I was deep inside my wife when the alarm sounded. She was moaning loudly, telling me how good I felt, how she loved it when I was fucking her. She was so hot, so eager. It makes me hard to think about how she felt. What's the record for one day, beloved? Five, six, seven times? I haven't kept count.”

 

I felt embarrassed at Zaraki's frankness. At the same time I knew he was proving a point and claiming me again, this time from my previous love. I just wished he'd been a little less graphic. I glanced toward Gin to see his reaction.

 

Gin paled at the words and his expression was incredulous. “You're lying. That can't be right. Come with me, Ran. You don't have to lie anymore. This animal is just a stop gap while you were waiting for me. You let me kiss you.”

 

My zanpaku-to was already in my hand and I didn't remember drawing it. I moved quickly toward Gin, preparing to fight him. I swung at him and his blade intercepted mine.

 

“He's not an animal, a thug or a stop gap. I told you, I love him. I didn't let you kiss me. You kissed me and I pushed you away. You never did listen to me, did you Gin? You always walked away. You're still not listening.” I felt so frustrated. I wanted him to go away and never return. I thrust my blade toward his smile, and he knocked it away before it cut him.

 

“Matsumoto, I think I'm meant to fight him, not you. You're not supposed to battle him if you're the prize that is being fought over. He wants to take you, I won't let him. Understand? I have to fight him. I like a good fight and I've always wanted to see Ichimaru's moves.” I thought I heard a hint of laughter in Zaraki's voice.

 

“But he's insulted you, Zaraki and he won't listen to me. I'm angry with him.” I thought about his words for a moment and decided to humour him. “Okay, you can fight him, this time. But I'm not the prize. I'm staying with you.” I pulled back and sheathed my zanpaku-to, reluctantly. Gin was shaking his head in wonderment. It was obvious I had not acted as he expected.

 

Zaraki moved fast and I heard the clash as his zanpaku-to met Gin's blade. “I don't want to fight you, Kenpachi. Just let me take the woman.” Gin did not sound as self assured as before.

 

“Now I'm Kenpachi? Not a thug or an animal. Nice. Are you deaf? She's said she doesn't want to go with you and I won't let her go. Now shut up and fight.” Zaraki pressed his advantage and Gin fell back.

 

“I don't want to fight you. Why fight for something that's already mine? She's mine, always has been. She doesn't love you. How could she? She loves me, always has. I'll come back for you later, Ran. You'll come to your senses.”

 

Gin vanished from sight as he used his shun-po to move toward the fighting. I heard him call out an order. A few seconds later, I noticed the sounds of fighting become much less as the arrancar withdrew through a fissure that opened in the sky. I heard shouting and jeering from the shinigami as the arrancar left. The fissure in the sky closed and I faced Zaraki.

 

He was looking at me with an unreadable expression on his face. I was terrified at what he would say. I held my breath and searched his face for any sign of anger or disgust. Fear of rejection made my throat close. This was a trial I had not expected

 

“I'm sorry. I didn't kiss him. He grabbed me and kissed me. I was pushing him away.” I tried to explain. The thought that I might have hurt Zaraki disturbed me.

 

He didn't say anything, just kept looking at me. His eyes, his face told me nothing. I didn't want to look at him but could not remove my gaze. Why wasn't he speaking? I felt a sheen of perspiration form on my brow. My hands were shaking as I realised how important the next few moments were. “Talk to me. Yell at me if you want. I don't want Gin. I married you. I love you.”

 

“I know.” I looked at Zaraki in amazement. This was unexpected. He wasn't reacting the way I thought he would.

 

“You stood there and told the man you had loved for so long that you loved me. You denied him and chose me. I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it and heard it. Then after he insulted me, you tried to fight him. Beloved, Matsumoto.” Zaraki embraced me, holding me tight against him. “I never would have expected you to do that.”

 

I didn't know what to think. Zaraki was holding me so close, with such care, as if I was infinitely precious to him. I shut my eyes and leant against him, grateful for his strength and his warmth. I wondered if there was a quiet place nearby where we could be alone. It seemed too far to return to his place or mine. Seeing my former lover had shocked me and made me realise that while lust was important, I did love this strange man who was holding me. All the same, the lust was pretty strong.

 

“Um, Matsumoto.” Zaraki's voice interrupted my thoughts.

 

“Yes?” I rubbed my face against his bared chest, revelling in the feel of his skin against my cheeks. I wished we hadn't been interrupted earlier. My lust was still unsated and being near him was getting to me.

 

“Do you want to go back home or do you want to rent a room here?” As he spoke, I noticed Zaraki was again aroused. “We were interrupted, and if we stay here, no one would know where we are. There'd be no one knocking at the door, no people coming by to check the rumour of our marriage. Just the two of us, alone, naked and fucking. We'll go back tomorrow, but I want to spend the rest of the day being anonymous.” He kissed me after he finished speaking. Damn those kisses. How convincing they were.

 

“Quickly,” I said. “Find somewhere, as long as it's clean and quiet or I'll ask you to take me here and now.”

 

“I sort of hoped you'd say that. I'll have you now.” Zaraki pulled me around the corner of a building, into a narrow, very short passage that hid us from view. His next action was to try to split the seam in my hakama as he had before.

 

I pushed his hands away. “I've only got these with me, Zaraki. I don't want to go the whole length of Soul Society and Seireitei wearing you captain's coat. You'd have to carry me and I can just imagine the gossip.”

 

Zaraki fastened his lips to mine as he pushed my hakama around my ankles. I couldn't believe it. We were in an alleyway in Soul Society and Zaraki was intending to screw me when we could be interrupted by any stray passer-by. I'd been joking earlier, but if I was honest, I wanted him to take me here and now. Then we could rent a room somewhere.

 

“I'll have to take you standing up again. I don't want you lying on this ground.” Zaraki had released his erection and quickly picked me up and entered me in one smooth movement. I groaned in pleasure as he entered me. I didn't care who saw us. I wanted him badly. My back was against a dingy building, but that wasn't important either. It was helping support me. Zaraki was holding me close, fully sheathed within me, not moving. “Admit it. You want me to take you like this, when anyone could see us. Anyone will be able to see that I'm fucking you and you're enjoying it.” As he spoke, Zaraki started to move into me, slowly at first and increasing in speed.

 

“I admit it.” I managed to utter the words as Zaraki began to lick my neck. He was taking me hard and his tongue was rousing me to even greater heights of passion.

 

I wondered what Gin would say if he saw us now, totally caught up in each others bodies. Then I didn't think about Gin. All I could think of was Zaraki and sex. I shut my eyes as he plunged into me. Without warning I found myself tightening around his penis. The arousal I had experienced when were interrupted, had barely left me. I whimpered slightly, not understanding what was happening.

 

Zaraki increased his pace, holding me tight against him. I could feel my back pushing into the wall as he continued to take me forcefully. My skin felt like it was on fire and my senses were being overwhelmed.

 

“Quiet. You're moaning loudly. You'll attract the attention of someone.” Zaraki's voice was harsh with passion.

 

“I can't.” I gasped. “I'm too close to coming.”

 

Zaraki covered my mouth with his as I opened my mouth to scream with the intensity of the orgasm. My eyes squeezed tight as I shuddered in the throes of passion. Zaraki seemed caught up in my fervour and came shortly afterward.

 

I was gasping for air and my heart was pounding. I wasn't sure my legs would support my weight as Zaraki lowered me to the ground. Quickly, I picked up my hakama and put them on and then leant against the wall, needing the support. Zaraki looked at me and raised an eyebrow.

 

“What's the problem?” He seemed to be unaffected by the exertion but concerned about me.

 

“My legs don't want to hold me up. I need to lie down.” It was also a good excuse to remain in Soul Society for the night.

 

“I can carry you. Your captain isn't here to make comments about it.” Zaraki came toward me.

 

“Um, not this time, please. Just hold me around the waist and let me lean on you. We don't want Soul Society gossiping about us as well.” I felt there might be enough rumours circulating already.

 

Zaraki looked disappointed, but quickly came and held me close to his side as we walked around the corner. At the end of the alleyway I noticed a familiar figure, facing the other direction and stopped, blushing with shock and embarrassment. No one would have interrupted us. Not with Ikkaku guarding the only entrance to the alley.

 

“Hi, Ikkaku.” I couldn't think of anything else to say.

 

“You really enjoy having sex with the captain, don't you Ran? I could hear you moaning and screaming from here.” Ikkaku said as he turned around and then catching sight of his captain he bit his lip. His head flushed a bright red as his eyes darted from my face to Zaraki's. “Um, I didn't mean to say that. Please forget I said that, Captain, Lieutenant.

 

I wasn't sure who was more embarrassed. He'd heard me screaming. I wished that he hadn't heard that, or I'd had more self control. I glanced at Zaraki who smiled as if he'd received a compliment.

 

“I won't forget. It's true; she does. Madarame, what are you doing here? I thought you would have returned to Seireitei now the fighting was over. Why are you hanging around?” Zaraki was holding me possessively.

 

“You told me to watch Ran. I did. After I told you I saw the traitor grab Ran, I watched where you went. When the arrancar left and you stayed in the alleyway, I thought I'd remain here, to make sure you weren't interrupted…” Ikkaku faltered as he decided to avoid mentioning what we were doing. “I thought you'd want me to escort you back to Seireitei.”

 

“We're not going back today. I know what you're going to say, but I want a break.” Zaraki smiled at his 3rd seat. “Too many damned disruptions. We're staying here overnight, if we can find an inn or some place to stay. You can go back, keep an eye on things. Was anyone injured of killed?”

 

“Some people hurt, but no one dead. I know a place, not far from here. It's clean, quiet and discreet. The food isn't bad either. I'll take you there.” Ikkaku seemed keen to cover up his mistake. “I could stay outside and make sure no one interrupts.”

 

“No. I'd like you to return in case the Captain-General wants a report. Explain I will be back tomorrow.” Zaraki's mouth was set in a firm line.

 

“Okay, but you'll have to tell me what happened. The inn is this way.” Ikkaku began walking and we followed. Zaraki kept his arm around my waist as we walked, holding me close. We didn't speak as we walked. I was still in shock from seeing Gin again and the passionate sex afterward.

 

People looked at us strangely as we walked past. I remembered that when I lived in Soul Society, it was rare to see shinigami. It was even rarer to see more than one at a time. They probably were wondering why Zaraki was holding me close. I was pleased I had persuaded him to let me walk. We were attracting enough attention. Zaraki appeared not to notice.

 

Ikkaku stopped outside a two storey traditional inn. The place appeared well kept and the foyer was clean and fragrant with the aroma of baking. The patron obviously recognised Ikkaku but stopped himself from greeting him by name when he saw the white captain's coat worn by Zaraki. The innkeeper was a short well fed man with a receding hairline and a warm smile. His eyes moved between the three of us as if trying to work out what we could require.

 

“I am honoured by your presence in my inn. How may I assist you, Captain? All my humble resources are at your command.” He smiled at me carefully and then turned his attention to Zaraki.

 

“The best room you have. They got married this morning and want some privacy.” Ikkaku was direct and answered on our behalf. He was as candid as his captain.

 

“Married, this morning? And you came to fight the arrancar? You may certainly have the best room. Please follow me.” The owner led us up some stairs into a large traditional tatami room that was far from the other rooms. The walls appeared to be freshly painted an unassuming shade of cream and the mats were already laid out. The room was clean and fresh. A vase containing wisteria was on a small table. A doorway attracted my attention and I wondered where it led.

 

“This room is separated from the others and provides the most privacy. If you prefer, we do have a room with a European style bed. The feature of this room is the small bathhouse that is just through that door.” The patron gestured at the doorway I was wondering about.

 

I looked up at Zaraki and saw his eyes light up at the words bathhouse and he looked at me meaningfully, his arm tightening around me. I blushed again.

 

“This room will be fine. Could you send up some food, tea, sake, whatever. Something. We haven't eaten today and she needs her food. Got to keep her energy levels high or she goes to sleep.” The innkeeper nodded and left. “See you later, Ikkaku.” Zaraki loosened his arm from around my waist and both arms now embraced me, pulling me tightly against him.

 

“Wait, Captain. I need to know what happened with the traitor.” Ikkaku looked intently at his captain and seemed apprehensive about the answer.

 

“Ichimaru came for Matsumoto. He decided he wanted to take her with him. She refused and then I fought him a little, but the bastard ran away. Coward. Didn't get a chance to judge his moves.” Zaraki related the events briefly, his tone cool and flat. He continued to hold me, not letting go when I tried to pull away, embarrassed by the public display of affection.

 

“He came for Ran? She refused?” Ikkaku looked at me incredulously. “You said no to Ichimaru? You must have; you're still here. I'll have to tell Yachiru. Maybe now she'll believe that you love our captain.” Ikkaku bowed to me. “Thank you for being faithful to my captain.”

 

“What the hell are you talking about? I married Zaraki. Why would I go with Gin?” That was three people who had trouble believing I'd married Zaraki for love, not desperation. I gave in to my craving and placed my arms around Zaraki.

 

“Ikkaku, get out. We're here for privacy. Ask the inn keeper to leave the food or whatever outside the door. I don't want to be interrupted. Understand?” Zaraki spoke forcefully. “Shut the door on the way out.”

 

Ikkaku appeared to want to say something more, but looking at the implicit threat on Zaraki's face, thought better of it and left, shutting to door quietly behind him.

 

As the door shut, I removed Zaraki's eye patch and tossed it over his shoulder. Zaraki's mouth descended onto mine. I craned my neck toward him, wanting to feel his lips on mine. As he kissed me, my lips parted and his tongue slowly inserted itself into my mouth. It was a kiss that started slowly, carefully, as if he was testing to see my reaction. As my tongue touched his, the passion seemed to flare and he began to kiss me with more ardour. How could I not respond? He pulled me tight against him with one hand while the other ran through my hair. My hands were on his shoulders pulling him down further. Eventually he pulled his mouth from mine.

 

He didn't say anything, just looked deep into my eyes. I could see my desire reflected in his eyes. The intensity scared me a little but I could not take my eyes from his. His hand reached out and cupped my cheek softly. A smile spread over Zaraki's face and the intensity faded.

 

“A bath house, beloved. I feel in need of a bath after the fighting and the sex. Do you wish to interrupt me? Or will you join me?”

 

I felt his hands move to my uniform. I quickly removed all my clothing before it ended up in pieces.

 

Zaraki grinned as I threw my clothes to the floor. “That's better. Though I miss ripping your clothes off. It's more fun and much faster.”

 

A quiet tap on the door drew his attention. He went to investigate and returned with a laden tray which he placed on the table. I walked over to investigate only to be captured by Zaraki's hands which began to rove over my body.

 

“Do you want to eat now,” he asked raising an eyebrow at me.

 

In answer I began to remove his clothes and he soon stood before me as naked as I except for the band of cloth around his neck. I noticed something hard in the pocket and looked inside. Zaraki had brought the small bottle of oil. I coloured when I saw it.

 

“That's not really an answer, lieutenant.”

 

“It's not meant to be, captain. Let's just see what's on the tray and then we can bathe. It would be a pity to let any hot food go cold.” He had guessed correctly earlier. I was hungry. The last meal we'd had was the impromptu wedding meal Ikkaku and Yumichika had provided.

 

The food on the tray was interesting. Oysters, asparagus, chocolate, chicken cooked with celery, beef thinly sliced with onion, fish cooked in a miso broth, sake, hot tea, rice, honey cake, a jar of honey to go with the cake and a bottle labelled `Mead'. I smiled to see that.

 

“What's mead?” Zaraki asked as if expecting me to know the answer.

 

“An old European drink that was traditionally served to newly weds for the first lunar month after their marriage. It's made of honey. It's the origin of the word honeymoon. I've heard about it, but never tasted it.”

 

I sat down and began to eat. If my guess was correct the rest of the day and all the night would consume a lot of energy. Zaraki sat next to me. For a few moments I was unsure what he was planning, but he began to eat. He seemed to enjoy the oysters.

 

“I don't think you need those, Zaraki.” I said quietly.

 

“What do you mean?” He raised an eyebrow at me questioningly.

 

“They're an aphrodisiac. Most of this food is.”

 

“I know, but every little bit helps. Here.” Zaraki fed me an oyster, than another, then some asparagus. “That's a good lieutenant.” He continued to feed me.

 

I retaliated and placed some honey cake in his mouth. He took my hand and after swallowing the cake he licked the honey off my fingers slowly. Pulling my face close to his, he kissed me again.

 

“Have you had enough food? Hmmm? Enough to keep you awake? I think you need a bath. Look at the honey you spilled.” Zaraki grabbed the container of honey and deliberately poured some over my breasts as he spoke. He pushed me onto my back as his head descended and he licked the honey off slowly and thoroughly, occasionally sucking my nipples. His fingers dipped into the honey and then returned, coating my nipples with honey. As he sucked my nipples I became even more excited. He placed his fingers in my mouth and I licked the honey from them as he continued to arouse me.

 

“It's no good. You need a bath.” Zaraki left the room to prepare the bath.

 

When I looked I could see no traces of honey on my breasts, but my vision was a little off due to the haze of lust I was experiencing. I would have agreed to nearly anything as long as it involved sex with him.

 

“You're just saying that because you want to get me into a bath.” I knew his motives.

 

`Yeah, course I do. Come on woman. You're keeping me waiting.” Zaraki returned to the bedroom and obviously decided that he didn't want to wait anymore. As I rose to my feet, he picked me up and carried me through the door into the bathhouse.

 

The innkeeper had been correct. It was a small bathhouse, but the bath was large enough for three normal people, which meant it was large enough for Zaraki and me. When the bath was ready, Zaraki unceremoniously dropped me in the water and quickly joined me. He didn't bother pretending to wash me but began to stroke my breasts and the rest of my body.

 

“When you interrupted me, I thought of dragging you into the bath and having you there. It wouldn't have worked then, but it will this time.” Zaraki admitted before me kissed me.

 

Now I understood his other objective. He wanted to fulfil another of his fantasies.

 

A.N.

 

I keep adding plot to the smut. One chapter in the future might be all plot and no smut.

 

Review please.