Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Ginger Snaps ❯ Chapter 6 ( Chapter 6 )

A/N: I've reworked the lemon in this chapter, and I'm now much happier with it. So here is the repost.

I do not own Bleach, if I did, I would demand that Shonen Jump/VIZ have a better release schedule for it here in the states.

Warnings: Femdom, rimming, anal sex, poor editing, and the lack of a money shot. If you are underage, or have issues with graphic smut, please hit your "back" button now.

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Since leaving the store, Rangiku had been throwing her concerned looks. "Orihime, I'm beginning to think your plan is a bad idea. You do know that it's considered treason to attack a captain, right? I'm pretty sure that goes for restraining and sexually torturing them as well. You could be put to death for this."

Orihime clenched her fists and looked to Ran with pleading eyes. "I'm not going to just let him get away with it! It wouldn't be fair, and I've been dealing with a lot of 'not fair' in my life recently!"

Rangiku put on her best placating tone, "Do you think that some of the anger you are feeling right now may be hollow related? Because this," she indicated to the bags, "is just a tad overboard."

Orihime visibly deflated. If her usual partner in crime was telling her to scale it down, she should listen. Perhaps the delicious temptation of having a powerful captain trussed up and begging for mercy was starting to cloud her judgment. "You're right, we should return this stuff. I'm letting my psychosis get the best of me."

"Heh heh. Oh no, you don't have to do that, I'm sure I can find a use for some of it. These restraints, for instance - I don't think anyone can chew through them, do you?"

"Rangiku, you just said that torturing a shinigami was considered treason!"

Ran grinned ear to ear. "Oh no, I said that attacking a captain is considered treason. But Renji isn't a captain. Besides, I paid for this stuff. Can't let it go to waste!"

"Fine! But you're not taking everything!"

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Later that night, Orihime adjusted her shoulder pack, steeled her nerves, and took a deep breath before knocking on the door of the Thirteenth Division. From what she could tell from the outside, the lights were still on in the captain's office.

What was probably only a minute or two felt like forever as she waited for someone to answer. Finally it slid open and she was surprised to see Captain Ukitake himself had opened it. Since she hadn't technically seen him since the hallway incident, his presence alone caused her breath to catch for a moment. Really, there should be a law against men this sexy being gods of death, if the women on Earth ever found out, the suicide rate would triple.

His eyes widened and he sucked in a small amount of air, he apparently wasn't expecting her to be at his door this late into the evening. Good.

"Orihime! Um, ah, please come in"

She smiled graciously, removed her sandals, and stepped over the threshold. He lead her down the hall to a small cozy sitting room with a fire in the corner grate, and a sleeping futon pushed into the corner. Very good.

"This is where I stay when I work long nights like tonight. Would you like some tea?"

"No thank you." Orihime sat agura, as she was used to doing when she was alone in her apartment for years, since there was no reason for her to be so formal. She was slightly relieved when Ukitake sat the same way, because even though she was going to torment him, she didn't want him seeing her as uncouth and unworthy. Funny that.

"To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit this evening?" he asked

"I never got to thank you the other night in the hallway as I intended. I had wanted to show my appreciation for you believing in me over a year ago when you let Rukia and I train together."

At the mention of the other night there was no mistaking the uncomfortable look that settled across his face and the stiffening of his spine. She threw him off kilter a little. Even better.

She fought back a smirk. "And I was also wondering why you didn't come in and say 'Hello' when you were outside Unohana's office this morning?"

And there it was - the look of absolute terror. She loved the fact that she had him squirming as if he was a bug under her microscope. If she played her cards right, he would be squirming in a much more delicious way soon enough.

Orihime tried to school her face into a look of innocence, and probably failed. "Also - I heard the craziest rumor this afternoon as well, that a certain captain was caught masturbating in the men's room by the Fourth this morning."

It seemed that Captain Ukitake's flight or fight instinct was starting to kick in. She saw that his eyes were flicking around the room as if to take note of where all the exits were located. Really, the fact that she had possibly one of the most powerful beings in the world under her boot at the moment was giving her a heady power rush, and he wasn't going to let him get away just yet.

Before he could decide on an escape, Orihime stood up and walked over to stand in front of him while looking down her nose. He looked vulnerable, like a kid who had just gotten his hands caught in the cookie jar and was about to be punished. Orihime smirked; oh he was going to be disciplined all right.

"Captain, could you please kneel for me?"

He unfolded his legs, climbed up on his knees and looked at her questioningly. He wanted to know why she was asking him to kneel? Before he could even fully register his immediate response to her request, Orihime placed her foot on his shoulder, and forced his upper body to the floor. The only thing that stopped him from breaking his nose on the tatami was the automatic reflex to throw out his hands.

She removed her foot and leaned down. "When I said kneel, I actually meant grovel Captain." She sucked in a breath, "Do you know how fucking furious I am with you? For days I tortured myself over what happened the other night! After you bolted, I thought I fucked up when I bit you, and that there was something horribly wrong with me. I tortured myself and cried over this shit. Only to find out today that you were listening in on my therapy session, and you were spanking it in a men's room. Would you care to explain what the fuck is going on?"

Jyuushiro spoke to the floor. "I'm sorry Orihime. I didn't leave that night because there was anything wrong with you. I left because I didn't think you would appreciate having an old man taking your innocence in a back hallway, making you do things I didn't think you were ready for. To be honest, I like the fact you bite."

She snorted. "You don't know the first thing about me. It seems that what you heard through Unohana's door was a real eye opener wasn't it?"

"Yes. It was."

"Did hearing the things I did to Ulquiorra turn you on?"

He wiggled a little and took a shuttering breath. "Yes. Oh gods yes. I barely made it to the bathroom."

Orihime leaned down so that her breath was tickling his ear. "Captain Ukitake, I didn't know you were such a freak job. I've decided that we should have some fun tonight, you in?"

He groaned. "Yes, and please call me Jyuushiro."

She leaned in further, stroking his hair and lightly touching his neck with the pads of her fingers. "Well Jyuu-kun, this is what we are going to do. Let's start with you putting on a show for me, and I'll participate as I see fit since tonight I'm your superior. How does that sound?"

Jyuushiro was trying to covertly wiggle his thighs to alleviate some of the pressure that was starting to pool in his groin. "As you wish. Anything you desire, Orihime."

"Perfect. That's what I want to hear from you." she kicked his arm lightly, "Now get up and strip for me."

He wasted no time standing up, and untying his obi. She walked over to help. Her hands pushed away his opened evening yukata while nuzzling his neck as the man she was about to ravage whispered, "You're not playing fair you know."

She started working her way down to his chest with hot open-mouthed kisses. Her breath fanned over his flat nipple before she pulled it into her mouth and bit lightly. "I stopped playing fair over a year ago, there was no 'fair' in the desert." she murmured as she stepped back, leaving him wearing nothing but a tented fundoshi.

Orihime eyed him appreciatively. If it was possible, the man was even sexier with his lack of clothing. His skin was fair and smooth, and even though he was thin, his body was all sinewy muscle. Her breathing quickened when her gaze moved lower, following the thin line of black hair that began at his navel and disappeared into his fundoshi.

"Take it all off. I want to see all of you. I think…that I'm going to get a little more comfortable too."

Jyuushiro slowly peeled off his remaining garment and then sat laid back on the futon with his head resting on the soft pillows. He lifted his knees up and spread his legs a little, showing her everything he had to offer. His hand reached down and he began to stoke his throbbing length while observing the vixen that had been invading his dreams as of late.

He watched Orihime lick her dry lips just before she pulled her t-shirt over her head with a swift motion, tossing it over in the corner of the room. She then smirked as she unzipped her skirt quickly and sent it sailing in the same direction. The scraps of lace still on her body mesmerized him, and then to his complete delight she unlatched the strange bindings holding her breasts, exposing her milky flesh and pink nipples.

Jyuushiro was staring at her chest, his eyes watching every breath she took. Feeling daring, she began to crawl in between his legs with her pink lace shorts still on. Her ass was in the air, and her breasts were touching the futon as she watched him begin to roll his fleshy sacs in one hand while giving the shaft a tight squeeze with the other. Jyuu groaned. This was already playing out like his fantasies. If a group of hollow suddenly attacked and he died now, he would die happy.

"Orihime…please…" He let go of his tightened balls and reached toward her.

"Uh, uh…no touching yet. Keep up with your show like a good boy, Jyuu-kun. I'll join soon"

He whimpered, "Please…oh gods, please."

Hearing him begging had her biting her lip while she watched him jerk his hips and fist his cock. She loved how absolutely X rated the show in front of her nose was, so she craned forward reaching out with her tongue and licked the tightened right sac like a cat before closing her mouth around it. A moan was ripped from his throat as a reward.

Emboldened by the noises he was making, Orihime reached up to cup his left fleshy sphere while she began sucking on the right in earnest. Peeking up through her lashes she watched as his face contorted in pleasure and felt pride that she was able to do that to him with minimal effort. It gave her an even more wicked idea.

Suddenly feeling her wet appendage move lower between his legs, Jyuushiro's eyes snapped open in shock. She wouldn't do that, would she? How many times had he fantasized about this particular scenario? The slick muscle moving lower and leaving a wet trail on his sensitive taint told him she definitely would do that. Realizing that she was going to have a hard time in his current position, he lifted himself up slightly and slid a stiff cushion under his lower back.

"Hah...let me give you a little more room" Jyuu panted as he pulled one of his legs up to his chest.

Breathing heavily at the erotic sight before her, Orihime spread his ass wide with her thumbs and buried her face between his cheeks. She attacked his flexing hole with long licks from her flattened tongue while she occasionally palmed his heavy erection and balls. And when she finally pushed the tip of her tongue past his muscled ring and probed his puckered hole, he shuddered violently and let out a high-pitched whine. Remembering the few toys from her shopping trip earlier, she licked eagerly and made sure that his twitching flesh was slightly stretched so she could prepare him properly.

Still panting with his eyes screwed shut, Jyuushiro felt her shift and then leave the futon before he heard her digging around in the corner of the room. When he was finally able to crack open his eyes to see what she was doing, he was greeted with the sight of her spreading what could only be lube over a pink phallus with straps hanging from it. Oh dear gods, she has a strap-on. No matter what anyone else says, Soul Society is truly heaven.

Eyes wide and his jaw going slack at he thoughts of what she was about to do, he pulled both his knees up to his chest to give her purchase. When she crawled back onto the futon and began coating his crack, his breath hitched in anticipation of what was coming next.

"You know what I'm going to do, don't you, Jyuu-kun?" Orihime purred while pushing two small fingers into the tight ring of muscles, stopping at the second knuckle then pulling out only to enter once more.

He moaned, and felt his cock throb at the intrusion and the husky sound of her voice. "Please …"

Orihime leaned in and pinched a pebbled nipple as she pumped her fingers in and out of his ass. With every thrust, she sunk her digits deeper into him. "You've been very naughty lately Jyuu-kun, and I'm going to have to punish you."

Jyuu felt the pleasure-pain sensation he loved so much as she added a third finger, opening them like scissors as she thrust them in and out at a torturously slow pace.

"Please…more. I need more. Please…"

"Please what Jyuu-kun? You're not being very specific." Orihime giggled evilly. "Why don't you tell me exactly how bad you want to be fucked in the ass? Tell me you love the idea of my pink cock sliding in and out of you. Now tell me what you want."

At his point Jyuushiro was so horny that he would do anything to have that large rod jammed up inside of him. But still he averted his eyes and blushed, feeling shame in what he was about to say. "Please fuck me in the ass Orihime! I want your big pink cock." Gods, he was nearly sobbing in need.

Orihime smirked as she heard the mortification in his voice. Thinking that he might not have done this before, she wrapped her hand around her phallus and gently eased the tip into his pucker bit by bit until she was fully seated within him.

Waiting for his inner muscles to adjust to the intrusion, she could feel them tightening and squeezing the hell out of her 7 inch plastic dick. She watched his face contort with pleasure as he was probably feeling the burn of being forcefully invaded, and felt heat pooling in her lower abdomen. Who knew that the most respected Captain in all of Soul Society could be so godsdamned perverse?

Orihime waited a few minutes until he looked like he had adjusted enough to proceed. Then she began grinding hard against his muscled backside, while reading his face. When it looked like most of the pain subsided, she began a brutal rhythm that jarred his whole body.

Fisting his long tresses, and pulling she leaned in so that their noses were almost touching. "Do you like this?" She hissed, rolling her hips in a wide arc to further stretch his inner walls.

At first Jyuu could only grunt with her movements, since he was grinding his teeth so hard he thought they would break. Finally he was able to choke out a few words. "H-harder! P-please"

Resting her hands on the backs of his calves, Orihime adjusted her position while picking up the speed. She was moving almost viciously inside of him, making sure that her phallus dragged against his prostate with every inward plunge. Then she stopped again and rolled her hips in an arc to get his attention.

"You didn't answer me! I said - do you like this? Open your eyes and answer me!" When Jyuu was finally able to pry open his eyes, he felt like he was about to lose his mind. Orihime was snarling in his face, when he looked down he had a perfect view of her tits bouncing with her thrusts, and of a large pink dildo sliding in and out of him. And with the angle she was thrusting into him with, she kept hitting that spot inside that was making him nearly cry with pleasure.

Mouth hanging open and eyes wild, he was able to stammer, "F-fuck yes! Sooo g-good!"

Looking down, seeing the amount of pre-cum dribbled all over his stomach, and watching Jyuushiro's balls begin to tighten, Orihime was sure that he was going to cum soon. She didn't want that to happen yet. So decided that she should end this part of her game, and suddenly slipped the length out of him with a wet slurp.

He whimpered at the loss. Grabbing another fistful of his hair, she grasped the base of his cock tightly and whispered in his ear, "You are not going to cum, until I say so. Do you understand?"

Mouth hanging open, he nodded dumbly. "Yes, Orihime."

Standing up, unbuckling and removing the strap-on, she realized that she was so hell bent on punishing Jyuushiro that she completely forgot about pleasing herself. Well that wouldn't do. She had her virginity to lose tonight.

Smiling at him with heavy lidded eyes, she crawled back onto the futon and spread herself out languidly on the other side. "Good. Come over here and worship my body like a good boy, Jyuu-kun. Let's do this right."

To be continued….

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A/N: Don't throw shit at me! I warned you about the lack of a money shot at the top! Til' next week! Review! Review! Review!