Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Ginger Snaps ❯ Chapter 9 ( Chapter 9 )

A/N: I tried to write a normal end to this story, really I did. But I sent our favorite couple into the bathroom to get cleaned up, and porn spontaneously happened. I would also like to thank the lovely Brendabond for beta-ing this at the last minute and dealing with my abuse of commas.

Don't own Bleach, if I did, I wouldn't have to go to the valley to look for a house.

Warnings: Kinky shit. I'm not even going to bother telling you if you've been reading this long.

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Shunsui walked into the front office of the thirteenth division only to find two third seats huddled in a corner shaking and looking at him with wild eyes.

"Good morning kids! Is Jyuu in?"

Sentaro lifted a shaking hand and pointed toward the door, "C-captain's been v-violated."

"Violated?" Fearing the worst, since it wouldn't be the first time a hollow attacked close to the thirteenth, Shunsui moved quickly into the office/living area and said a silent prayer that his best friend was all right.

Upon crossing the threshold into the darkened room, his eyebrows shot into his hairline. Staining the old tatami mats there was an overturned bottle of lube, several articles of Jyuu's clothing, and also a lovely set of pink lace panties, not unlike the ones his sweet Nanao got from the living world. Mmmm…panties. He should get her to wear them later. Oh that would be delicious.

Tip toeing over to the futon in the corner of the room; he spied a large pink strap-on discarded onto the floor. Okay, that was something he could do without seeing, he didn't need to know that much about his friend's personal life, he only wanted to tease him and possibly know who warmed his bed last night. More than ever if they wore panties like those from the living world. A few more steps and he noticed a pile of bloody tissues on the floor. Shunsui mentally cursed. Jyuu was going to be in a foul mood; especially if his night went like the last time he brought a woman home. He was going to have to be extra cautious to insure that he doesn't get kido blasted back to the Eighth division.

Deciding to be merciful in case the worst did happen last night, Shunsui opened one of the shoji screens slightly to getting some light into the room to naturally wake his best friend. His mouth dropped open with what he saw. Barely covered by the blankets, Orihime Inoue was sound asleep and using Jyuu's arm as a pillow with a small smile on her face. If that wasn't shocking enough, the lower half of both of their faces were covered in dried blood.

Feeling mischievous again, Shun grinned and snuck back to the futon to wake Jyuu up. He was doing them a favor really, what if the Captain Commander stopped by and found two whimpering third seats - that would be terrible! Just has he lifted his foot to prod Jyuu on the side, he decided it would be far more amusing to wake Orihime up first. Lifting his foot a little higher, he nudged her thigh with his toe. She stretched languidly with a big smile playing across her features, and he nearly, just nearly got a flash of nipple before she finally blinked open her sleep filled eyes. It took another 30 seconds before she noticed the smiling pink mass looming over her.

She screeched, grabbed all of the blankets, and bolted for the bathroom closing the door behind her. Leaving behind a very naked, very confused Jyuushiro flailing around as he tried to snap out of a sleepy haze.

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Shunsui was nearly doubled over in laughter.

Sitting up on the futon, Jyuu positioned his hands so they were coving his bits and pieces, while scowling at his best friend. "I hate you."

"Orihime's looking good, better than she has in a while." At Jyushiro's deepening scowl, Shun grimaced and decided to change the subject.

"Listen Jyuu, you forgot to lock your door last night. You have two freaked out third seats that probably need eye bleach - I know I do after seeing that." He motioned to the discarded strap-on, "They were babbling incoherently about you being violated."

Jyuu grimaced. "Would you happen to have a memory chikan with you, Shun?"

"Do you alter their memories every time they catch you doing something immoral?"

"Maybe." He had the grace to look slightly guilty.

"Well, that does explain a lot about those two. And how you've managed to stay so squeaky clean all these years." Shun moved toward the door, "I'll hit them this time, not to save your newly muddied reputation, but because I actually feel bad for them."

"Give them the rest of the day off too!"

After Shunsui left, Jyuu got up from the futon to lock the door behind him before padding over to the bathroom. He knocked as he slowly opened the door.

"Orihime? Can I come in?"

"Sure!"

Jyuu peeked his head in and found Orihime standing in front of the mirror, folding the last of his blankets and laughing.

"What do you find so funny? I though Shunsui was rude."

"That's not it. We have blood all over us! We look like zombies!" her shoulders were shaking in silent mirth.

"Zombies?"

"The undead. They eat brains and bite pieces off of people's bodies to make more zombies!" Orihime appeared thrilled about looking like a zombie. Jyuu had to admit that their post sex makeout session last night might not have been the best idea.

"That sounds…kind of gross." Jyuu gestured over toward the large shower area, "Maybe we should get cleaned up, my sexy zombie girl?"

Orihime sat on a low bench in the traditional tiled room watching Jyuu play with the water's temperature a bit, trying to get it "perfect" and washing his face. She was enjoying the view as he bent over with his back to her, his testicles looking large and full from the warm water. She also had the overwhelming urge to bite his ass cheek; she smiled, just like a good zombie should. Getting up from her stool, she winced slightly at the pain between her legs from last night. She hoped that he would be a little gentler today, because there was no doubt in her mind what she was about to instigate would probably get turned around on her.

Closing the distance between herself and her quarry, Orihime reached around him, taking his hand off the showerhead and placing it on a high, western style hook. It was warm enough, and she wanted to feel water cascading down both of their bodies for what she had planned. After taking a handful of water and wiping the off dried blood off her face, she stood on her tip toes while tugging on his hair to bring him down for a possessive kiss. When their tongues met, she crushed their mouths together nearly bruising his lips.

Heat and lust raced through Jyuu's body and he pushed his head forward, causing Orihime to tilt her head back at a nearly impossible angle to accommodate his need for a more invasive kiss. She moaned as his mouth worked against hers, and arching her back to press his nearly erect manhood against her stomach. He stepped back half standing in the spray to admire her body while she did the same.

Orihime took a long look at Jyuu before her eyes became fixated on his nipples. One was hardened from the cold air hitting it and from prospective pleasure she was going to give him. Raising her hand to his chest, she trailed her fingers over his pectorals, moving down over his hard abs, and stopping just below his navel before moving back up. She then circled along the outside of his hardened nipple, earning her a sharp intake of breath from her partner. Looking up at his face, she shivered when she saw his eyes were half lidded and glazed over with a dark lust with his mouth slightly open.

Smiling at the look on his face, she rubbed the pads of her fingers over both of his sensitive peaks, and heard a barely audible whimper escape his mouth. Orihime then pinched both little red nubs between her thumb and forefinger while guiding him back toward the shower wall.

Jyuu leaned his head back against the tiled wall, closed his eyes, and tried to regulate his breathing. What was this woman doing to him? He was this worked up and she hadn't even touched his cock yet. At his rate he was going to cum far too soon, and he's far from being a teenage kid anymore. Feeling her touch on his hip, he looked down and caught Orihime sinking to her knees with a hand working her folds as she eyed his dick hungrily. Noticing her smirk, he realized that she probably did want him to cum so she could "punish" him for it. Oh hell no. Maneuvering around her, he went to the other side of the shower to grab the stool, and motioned for her to stand up.

Orihime was only slightly put out that she had been thwarted. Looking at Jyuu's face, he was definitely onto her little scheme, and by the feral grin, it looked like he had come up with one of his own. She shivered in anticipation.

Jyuushiro pushed her up against the tiled wall, enjoying the way her nipples puckered from the loss of warm water. He set the low bathing bench down in front of her and lifted her leg over his shoulder. Gently running his digits along her vulva, he chuckled as her head tilted back and her hand grasped the shower bar for support. A needy moan escaped her throat as he pushed an elegant finger into her wet slit. The digit explored her weeping sex, before curling and pressing on a spot that sent white hot bolts of pleasure up her spine. Eyes twinkling with amusement, he leaned forward and lashed out at her swollen clit with the tip of his tongue.

Whimpering, Orihime gasped for air as her legs shook from the dual assault of his tongue and finger. She was completely unaware that her hips had started to buck against his face in need. She was still so sore, but another ache between her legs was building up to an almost unbearable degree.

"More…" was all that she was able to choke out.

Jyuu looked up at her while his nose was buried deep in her curls, "As you wish, my lady."

He added a second finger into her quivering sex, and he felt her wince. Jyuu frowned; he had almost forgotten it was her first time last night. He wasn't going to be able to take her in the conventional way.

Pulling out his fingers and retreating, he heard the desperate sounds for release she was trying to hold back. Her hand reached out and gripped his hair, trying to yank him forward and back to her core. Jyuu chuckled again, and pried her fingers loose from his hair to stand.

Looking down into her eyes, he traced his thumb over her lips. "Orihime, I know you are sore from last night, and I know you ache," he grinned, "for other reasons. I want to try something different, do you trust me?"

Orihime's eyes snapped open; she scowled at him, "Um, yes," an impatient sound came from the back of her throat, "...Can we continue now?"

Jyuu began a series of open-mouthed kisses leading from her shoulders up to her ear. "So eager. Relax my lovely Hime, I'll make sure you scream with pleasure."

Guiding her down to the bench partially under the warm spray of water, he indicated that he wanted her to lie on her stomach, with her sex barely hanging over the end, and her knees brushing the tiled floor. Orihime complied, even though she had an idea as to what he was up to. Remembering last night, and the look of bliss on his face as she took him with her strap-on, she figured that she could try this at least once.

Jyuushiro was glad that not only was she aroused, thus more relaxed, but seemed to be in a state that she would readily agree to almost anything as long as she got off. Swiping his finger through her dripping folds once more, he then traced one digit up to her spread rear cheeks. Gently, he tickled her pucker, smirking when he felt the shiver that ran though her body. Slowly he eased his long finger into her ass stopping when he was knuckle deep. Her fluids were an excellent lubricant; he found his finger glided in and out of her as he twisted it easily. He groaned, this was going to be such a tight fit.

"This might be uncomfortable at first." He warned, "You are going to need to relax completely."

Orihime grasped the legs of the stool when she felt a second finger push its way into her puckered entrance. The stretching sensation was very different from losing her virginity. This was more awkward, but the sharp pains lessened quicker due to the slower pace Jyuushiro was taking with her this time around. When she felt him scissoring and twisting his fingers while being a little more forceful, she arched her back and let out a low keening noise.

Looking down at the gleaming trail of pre-cum dripping from the tip of his member, it would seem that his restraint had finally been pushed to its limit. Removing his fingers, he moved forward grasping his hard length, sliding the velvety head between her drenched sheathe and her recently stretched entrance. Aligning his cock with her opening, Jyuu held Orihime's shoulder with one hand while pressing the nearly purple head of his cock against the slightly open pucker. He let himself sink in slowly until the head disappeared, all the while hissing in pleasure and making small rocking movements to ease himself in further.

"Shit. You are so tight!" he breathed as his hips flexed forward again, sliding him deeper within her.

Orihime's eyes were screwed tightly shut and she was biting her bottom lip, unable to stop the needy sounds coming from his intrusion of her body. Whimpering and moaning softly, she then pushed back on him until his balls were flush with her sopping sex. Panting, she wiggled around trying to get used to the sensations that were flooding her brain. Reaching down, she tried to rub her clit, but growled when she found the bench was in the way.

"Hold on! I have to…" she lifted herself up gingerly, mindful of the throbbing length she was still impaled on, and shoved the bench out from under her. Sinking back down onto her hands and knees, she put her head on her forearm and began to rub her clit while tentatively thrusting back on the intruder deep in her ass. And although there was still a slight burning sensation lingering, she was more than ready for him to get a fucking move on with things.

Jyuu had never felt anything like the vice grip and searing heat that was currently around his cock. His past relationships, if you could even call them that, had never progressed to this level. The rest of his sanity was quickly slipping from him, so be began a desperate grind against her plush backside to finish stretching her out.

"Nggh, will you hurry up already?" Orihime was glaring at him over her shoulder.

That was the only encouragement Jyuu needed. With a grunt to acknowledge he heard her, he clutched her hips roughly and began to thrust. Forcing his eyes to stay open, he looked down and watched his rod sliding in and out of that stretched rung of muscle, burning the image into his mind for the many, many nights of masturbation that were sure to follow an act such as this. As his pleasure rose, a loud moan from his highly aroused partner audibly bounced off the tile walls, further fueling his actions.

"Mmm…what was that Orihime?"

The sensations were driving her mad, tears were leaking down her face. Orihime never thought she would enjoy something like this, but the heavy sacs of his balls slapping against her clit as he drove his cock into her body only stirred her more. She found herself trying to articulate words, trying to demand more from him, but each time she opened her mouth, she could only moan, her tongue unable to form syllables.

All her mind could do was focus on the feelings he was evoking while he pulled his cock nearly all the way out of her body before slamming right back in. She had both of her forearms and hands on the wet floor, trying to find purchase as her body was pushed further and further away from the shower spray by her lover's relentless pounding.

As his hips kept thrusting, now of their own accord. Jyuu's hand moved down to cup her sex, his thumb working her clit as he shoved two of his digits into her sheathe. The hot tension in her lower body was building, the heat between her legs rising to almost an unbearable level.

"You're getting real tight around my cock, you're going to come for me aren't you? You like being fucked in the ass, taking it hard just…like…argh this!" Jyuu punctuated his last words with thrusts bordering on abusive.

The ball of heat that was tightening in Orihime's womb finally exploded outward, causing her to shriek in ecstatic abandonment as her orgasm washed over her. Her juices began flowing down her thighs and mixing with the water from the shower. Jyuu continued to plunder her with both his fingers and cock, trying to prolong her peak as long as he possibly could.

Feeling her ass clamp down hard on his erection, Jyuu couldn't take anymore. He could feel every nerve in his body, and fire was dancing up and down each one of them. Gasping, he thrust in once more before his body went rigid and he came hard, nearly losing his grip on consciousness. He groaned once more, cumming within her ass until his balls were empty and there was nothing left to shoot.

Jyuu remained within her for a few moments as he fought to regain his breath. He wasn't going to have another attack after the one last night, but it would be a bit of a downer if he really did lose consciousness now. After a few minutes, he pulled his now flaccid length out of her. Grasping her around the waist, he moved back to sit on the floor with his back supported against the wall and her between his legs.

He buried his face in her wet hair, "Orihime, you are a woman of many talents."

"Um." Her eyebrows drew down, she was unsure how to react to that.

"And your talents will be something I plan on taking advantage of in the future." He ran his thumb over her shoulder.

"I-in the future?" Her eyes met his in surprise. "How?"

He chuckled, and she felt his breath in her ear. "I don't know, but don't think that I'm ever going to let you go now I finally have you."

Orihime turned to look him in the eyes, "Good. I don't want you to."

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A/N: Yes. This sexy short story of sexiness is finished. ;) Please review! It keeps me writing!

I might do an Epilogue eventually, but I've got a ton of catching up to do with Stranger Than Fiction. My poor virginal Jyuu is being neglected.

Last but not least, I'm on vacation until the 8th, so no STF updates until I get back.