Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ The Lover and The Fighter ❯ Arigatou, Unohana-taicho ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

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BLEACH does not belong to me, nor do any of the characters. Tite Kubo's got that honor.


"Now now, Zaraki-Taicho. You shouldn't be getting up now."
"Tsh."
Kenpachi Zaraki scoffed, tossing the mane of hair that hung behind his head -- unusual for him, it was generally styled -- and putting on his seikeiheisho. His mouth was drawn into a scowl, and his eye had the same intensity it always held. The light from the window briefly kissed him as he looked over at Unohana, the scowl softening a bit. He peered into her eyes.
"Y'know, I might have to thank you, after awhile."
Unohana smiled and closed her eyes, "We both know it isn't your line."
Kenpachi grinned, and walked over to her, "I mean it."
Her eyes opened, "I would consider it a rare honor."
Kenpachi laughed, peering in her eyes with the same intensity that he usually picked fights with. His reiatsu was active as well, she could tell, but it was in such a different manner. It sent tingles up her spine, and a warmth began to spread from her core. She let her lips slacken a little bit, and felt her eyes widen a bit, could tell her pupils were dilating in the midst of the eye contact.
"Z-Zaraki-tai--"
He took a step toward her, and her eyes widened further. His seikeiheisho had slipped off, revealing chest bandages, muscled arms, muscled legs, and an impressive organ. She could feel the heat in her core blazing now, her throat constricting but her mouth feeling wetter, hotter. She had to open her lips a bit.
"Now, you know I don't ask for anything." He began, and then stepped up further, pressing her against the wall, looking into her eye with a grin and intense gaze, "So you know that when I say I'll thank you, I'll thank you. And it'll be in my own way."
She gulped, feeling his hands work on her obi, loosening and then untying it, letting her seikeiheisho fall loose. One then moved up, casting off her haori with ease. The other hand she felt work its way onto her breast, kneading it both roughly but with a touch that spoke volumes of experience, and gentleness. The thumb pressed and rubbed the nipple, bringing the nub of flesh up to attention.
"I see. I'll take that as 'you're welcome.'"
His thin lips moved up to hers, and they were surprisingly moist as they touched briefly against her plumper, fuller lips. They were salty with sweat, with blood, and this close she could smell the persperation and musk that had been produced in the last fight. It wasn't dirty, either, it sent chills down her spine as he kissed her with an uncharacteristic gentleness.
He broke off.
"Z-Zar--"
"It's Kenpachi to you, Retsu." He grinned, and his lips traced her jaw. His hand cupped, encircled, and massaged the breast it held as the thumb flicked and rubbed the nipple. Unohana's lips parted involuntarily, her part-open kimono falling off her shoulders, revealing her large, flushed breasts. Kenpachi looked down, and licked his lips.
"Arigatou gozaimasu..."
He bent down, lips locking around one of the nipples, and pulling and sucking roughly. Unohana's hands languidly trailed up to the back of his head -- they would have snapped up there, but the reiatsu he had was meshing with hers so wonderfully -- and a light moan escaped her lips as the kimono fell completely off. They were both now naked, save for her hair caught in the valley between her breasts, and the bandages wrapped on Kenpachi.
"Kenpa--ahh!--chi..."
"Yeah?"
She shook her head, pressing his lips back to her breast, letting out a soft whimper as he went back to work on them. Her head lolled back against the wall, and she bathed in the sensation until it stopped.
"Wh-what, why?"
"I'm pretty sure you know why." Kenpachi lifted her up, wrapping her soft, creamy thighs around his waist, "The moment I let my arousal seep into my reiatsu, you've been ready. Now, I'm pretty sure you're practically begging for it."
He was right, she felt an undeniable need now. Her pussy was on fire, it was leaking juices down her thighs, and now onto the ground. She bit her lip and looked into his eye.
"Take me."
Kenpachi grinned, and plunged into her. The feeling of his huge cock spreading the walls of her pussy made her gasp, and she shook as she felt her walls grasp and pulsate around the intrusion. Her reiatsu flared around his, embracing his energy as tightly as her body embraced his as she shook, juices spilling out around his cock.
"Well well, our soft-spoken doctor is quite the firebrand."
She blushed, "You took me...by surpr--ah, ah!"
She couldn't finish her sentence, he had pressed her against the wall and was now -- for the Captain, anyway -- slowly thrusting his hips and sliding his cock in and out of her. Unohana's hands grasped his shoulders, and she panted as she felt herself drawing closer to another climax, her reiatsu pulsating and flaring around his penetrating energy.
"Oh! Kenpachi..."
She trailed off, bucking her hips fiercely as her pussy grabbed onto his cock as hard as it could, pulsing around him as her woman's come poured out around them, little whimpers escaping her that turned into deep gasps and moans, shuddering expulsions of air. Kenpachi let loose, letting his hips drill his cock in and out of her, his reiatsu pressing against her now throbbing and flaring energy, massaging both her soul and her pussy, catapaulting her into climax after climax, making her shake and scream.
"Ah! Kenpachi! Keenpaachi!"
His grunts rose in magnitude, his reiatsu pulsing in competition with hers, and his cock throbbing and growing within her. He pulled his head back, feeling her hand on his neck. His eye and her eyes met, and she nodded. Kenpachi closed his eyes, threw his head back, and let both his cock and reiatsu explode into her. A yellow glow spilled into her pussy and around it, making Unohana's eyes pop open rapidly, her lungs suddenly pulling air in harshly, as she felt a spray of come explode into her. After a second and a third, her eyelids became heavy, and she screamed out, bucking against Kenpachi's hips as violently as his pressed against hers, a faint silver glow mingling with Kenpachi's yellow aura, her fingernails scratching down his bandages and into his skin. They panted, finishing their climaxes together, a steady stream of juices flowing out of their union. He pulled out, and her legs collapsed, she fell to the ground, and their come started leaking out.
She looked up, "Gomen nasai, Zaraki-taicho. I...lost control of myself."
He grinned down at her, "I had fun there, more fun than I do in most fights."
"Your treatment is finished. You may--" she shivered, a smaller, aftershock orgasm pulsing through her body. She looked at the two of them, and saw their reiatsu still mingled tenuously.
"Who said I was done?"
Her eyes widened again. not in fear or surprise, but arousal. The sweat on her face and between her cleavage shimmered as she stood up on shaking thighs, her hand moving down between them as she closed her eyes, quickly clearing away the mess of their union with a soft glow. She sat on the bed, looking up at Kenpachi, who stared down at her with a grin. Her fingers drew up his face, and across the eyepatch. He grabbed her wrist roughly, and frowned.
"That's not a good idea."
She nodded, but he didn't let go of her wrist. He, in fact, grabbed the other one and then leaned them both down. This time, though, he bent down to kiss her, their lips meeting softly and -- this surprised her -- with a tenderness to his reiatsu that she didn't know could exist. It rapidly shifted, though, and his tongue dragged across her lower lip, eliciting a light gasp from her.
She then felt his invading cock slip between her slick lips, her eyes widened as he bit onto her lower lip -- not forcefully, he wasn't wounding her -- and he slowly slid deep into her. Her legs flung up, wrapping around his back. His lips disengaged with hers, and her eyes locked onto his. Her lips parted as his hips barely thrusted, sliding only a small portion of his large cock in and out of her. This time their reiatsu were dancing together, until her eyes widened.
"Zaraki, you must leave."
"Hmm?" His head turned, eye widening as he saw the shaded figure in the door, light pouring in. "Oh, shit."