Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Ginger Snaps ❯ Chapter 8 ( Chapter 8 )

A/N: Holy crap, only one more chapter after this! Then I can work on my other fluffy/fun story Stranger than Fiction! I would also like to thank Brendabond for being kind enough to beta this chapter since I was beating my head against a wall with it.

I do not own Bleach, if I did I would have a few anime episodes to explain the goddamn Kuchiki family tree. Sojun Kuchiki is Byakuya's father? Really?

Warnings: This chapter contains graphic sex, milderotic asphyxiation, and asad Ukitake.

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Panting heavily, limbs rubbery and shaking, Orihime felt his bruising grip on her waist slacken as she slid back down to the futon mattress. She couldn't even bring herself to be upset that the first parts of her original "kick captain's ass, lose virginity" plan didn't exactly work out. Honestly, she didn't know what she was thinking, her reiatsu was still sealed, and even if it wasn't, he's a hell of a lot stronger than she could ever dream of being.

However, the second part of her plan, and by far the most important, was going to come to fruition soon. The fact that he was now sporting a nearly purple erection and staring at her like a tasty chocolate bean paste cookie meant she was quite possibly about to get the fucking of her life.

With a maniacal grin that would have made Kenpachi proud, Jyuu eyeballed the prone little redhead in the center of his futon. Oh what to do, what to do? It had been entirely too long since he'd had the pleasure of anything other than his right hand, and the images his mind was supplying were not helping his already painful member.

Jyuu crawled over her supine from on all fours and paused, his heavy shaft leaving a trail of pre-cum on her thigh and stomach. His hand reached up to tangle into her red locks, and pulled her head slightly to the right. He leaned in, and Orihime could feel his breath fanning across her neck before he licked across her skin in one long stroke.

"Now that you've calmed down, I have a question. Did you think that you were the only person to spend an excessive amount of time surrounded by hollows?"

Her eyes widened with the implications.

"Hmmm." He breathed in her ear. "It does fade, but it never really goes away. I have a high tolerance for others most of the time, but you really shouldn't have pushed me. I hate that."

Orihime could feel his scowl against her neck, and realized then that she wasn't going to 'quite possibly' get the fucking of her life; she was going to be very fortunate if she could even stand later. With that thought another gush of wetness flowed from between her legs and her body quivered with anticipation.

"I am going to enjoy punishing you tonight young lady." He stilled for a moment and flared his reiatsu slightly, pushing her further into the mattress and drawing the air from her lungs.

She was panting now from both fright and excitement. Gods help her, if she thought fucking him up the ass was hot; the idea of what he is actually capable of doing to her body was nothing short of sinful. When he spoke next, his voice was dark with lust. ""I'm going to fuck you now, my cock is going to drive into you until I fill you to the brim with cum. Oh, and Orihime? I'm not going to be gentle."

Instead of increasing her fright, his nasty words only caused her nipples to harden further and her clit to throb with need. She looked down to see his manhood one last time before it was going to impale her, and even though it wasn't massive, she was sure that the experience wasn't going to be pleasant at first.

Orihime felt him settle between her legs before he grabbed her hair and reclaimed her lips in a brutal kiss. She could smell herself on his face as he dominated her mouth. It made her feel sexy, wild and so very, very naughty. Moaning softly, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and kissed him back just as eagerly. His hand left her hair and began to roam all over her body, causing her to shiver from the pleasure he was invoking. She arched up into his touch and writhed to encourage his roaming digits.

Breaking the kiss, he grasped his erection and began to slide the velvety tip of his length up and down her slit causing her to cry out and whimper. Overwhelmed by the sparks of pleasure from his hot flesh, her hips bucked to try and prolong the delicious contact.

He gasped, and she could feel the puffs of air on the skin of her neck from him trying to control his breathing. Suddenly the blunt head of his cock was pressing against her folds, demanding access. Orihime brought her knees up as his hips pushed forward slightly, and her body opened allowing him entrance. Then, when he was only half inside, he paused, bringing his head up and looking at her with an incredulous expression upon his face.

"What the hell? How are you still a virgin?" he rasped.

Seeing the embarrassed look on her face and being careful to keep his movements as shallow as possible, mostly using the head of his member to penetrate her, Jyuushiro knew that this was going to be painful. Ideally she should be eased into losing her virginity, especially if he ever wanted to get a repeat performance - but damn, she did almost yank out his hair, she did berate him, and she did kick him in the head. Twice. Ah…fuck it!

Orihime's eyes rounded when she saw the wicked smirk appear on his face, knowing what was coming next. Without missing a beat, his hips surged forward, thrusting his hard shaft into her virginal body.

Holding still, Jyuu's eyes were screwed shut as he groaned in pleasure. "Oh fuck! So wet, so fucking tight!"

She nearly ground the enamel off her teeth, and she was sure she broke the skin on his shoulders with her nails. It felt like she was being split in two with a side of unpleasant burning. Did she say he wasn't massive? She was wrong. He was way too fucking big! Her inner walls clamped down on him and tried to force him back out, but he held his hips firm against her.

After a minute, he slid the length of his cock out of her until only the tip remained, and then slammed his hips forward once more causing her to grunt. Slipping a hand between their bodies, he began to rub her clit for her as he set a pace of long hard strokes, jarring her upward with each one.

Orihime could feel the burn of his initial invasion gradually turning into pleasure and she began to grind into his thrusts. The sensations of being filled completely with his throbbing length and the shocks of pleasure his wicked fingers were producing made it so she was thrashing all over the futon and panting heavily.

He pulled back and locked eyes with her as he rolled his hips in a wide arc to insure she was completely stretched. "You like this don't you? You wanted to get fucked tonight didn't you?

"Ngggh! Y-yes! M-more!" Orihime jerked her hips upward as if to try and take him deeper.

That spurred him to pick up the pace, thrusting faster and harder. With a low growl, he began impaling her so hard that the futon began to move from his assault. He then pinched and tugged on her clit causing her to cry out as an immediate rush of pleasure overtook her senses. He continued to roll her button between his fingers, feeling more of her fluids leak down his shaft, moistening his balls as he bore down on her with his reiatsu again.

Without enough air to breathe, the familiar ball of pleasure intensified within her, coiling tighter and tighter.

"Come for me, I want to watch you" he ordered.

As soon as the words left his mouth, Orihime's back arched off the mattress as the tension inside finally exploded. Grinding onto his erection with her ankles now locked behind his back, her mouth opened in a silent scream as wave after wave of bliss rushed over her, magnified by the play of her clit and the lack of oxygen to her system.

It felt like forever before the raw, searing pleasure faded, leaving her limp with satisfaction. Black spots still bloomed in front of her eyes, as she was left shaking and gasping for want of more air than her body could take in.

Teeth clenched, Jyuu continued hammering into her as she spasmed around his length. He let out a deep guttural sound, as he ground his hips against her with his cock throbbing madly and his balls drawing up tight.

Thrusting into her once more, he came hard as liquid heat ripped its way up from his sac with a ferocity he hadn't felt in centuries. Hips thrusting involuntarily, he swore that every ounce of cum he had in his balls was spurting from his dick with the power of his orgasm.

Then it was over. Jyuushiro pulled his deflating erection from her and drew back, collapsing sideways onto the futon as burning of another kind clawed its way up from his lungs.

"Shit." As if uttering a mere word pushed him to the limit, his torso seized and blood erupted from between his lips. He tried in vain to both scramble off the futon and cover his mouth but his overtaxed body was having none of it. The best he could do was to cough over the floor to the side.

Orihime regained her senses quickly, and made a mad dash for the kitchen. She opened cupboards wildly, looking for the one that held glasses. Finding one, she filled it before bringing it back to the futon. She tried to ignore the feeling of his juices running down her thighs as she sat down next to him.

His lower face and palm were covered in gore. It was running from his nose and mouth as he still panted, his face pale when it should have been flushed. He was looking at his hand with a resigned expression. Noticing she had returned with a glass of water, he reached out for it while averting his eyes.

Jyuu was not only depressed, but also mortified. He couldn't even handle something as simple has having sex with another person. Grabbing some of the tissues he kept by the bed for his attacks, he halfheartedly wiped off his hands and face. "You should leave."

Orihime was completely unprepared for him to say that. He just screwed her into the futon, and now is tossing her out over a little blood? No freaking way. Her eyes narrowed. "I can't do that."

His hand clenched around the glass. "You are still young, you should find someone younger and healthier than I am to satisfy you." He chuckled mirthlessly, "I'm amazed I lasted this long tonight. Most of the time, I have an attack in the middle, causing whoever is unlucky enough to be under me to get gore soaked. The ladies don't really care for it."

She huffed. "I was right. You really are an idiot."

Surprised, Jyuu turned just as her hand reached out to cup his cheek. She then planted a soft kiss on the corner of his mouth getting some leftover blood on her bottom lip. "I'm not afraid of a little blood Jyuu-kun. As I said earlier, you don't know the first thing about me." She smiled widely, "Besides, this just gives me an excuse to be on top next time."

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A/N: Ukitake's attack was semi-inspired by the art "Time Grows Short" by Zyephens-Insanity on deviantart. It's mature content. http:/ zyephens-insanity .deviantart. com/ gallery/ #/ d2hnl5z

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