Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ The Seireitei Seraglio ❯ Orgy at Orihime's Place ( Chapter 3 )

Tite Kubo owns Bleach. I don't. Enough said.

 

A few days before Chapter 2.

 

Orgy at Orihime's Place

 

“What the hell are you wearing, Orihime? I ran here because you sounded so upset on the phone,” Rukia asked as soon as her friend opened the door. The voluptuous redhead was wearing leather, a leather bustier, pants, boots with spike heels and a choker around her throat. In her right hand she weakly held a leather whip. The sight of the black leather against the pale skin and the amount of skin exposed was definitely erotic.

 

“Ichigo said he wanted something in leather so I thought I'd wear this for him,” Orihime said, her attention obviously elsewhere.

 

Rukia pushed past her friend and entered the room, shutting the door, but not locking it. “He was looking for a leather wallet, you moron,” Rukia replied and stopped as she saw the tears form in Orihime's eyes at the insult. Shrugging, she hugged the girl close. “What's bothering you, aside from the leather?”

 

“I can't feel Ichigo. I've thought something strange happened and I've tried sensing him, but there's nothing.” Orihime let her head drop onto her friend's shoulder. “I can always feel him, even if only faintly but I can't feel anything at all. Are you sure Ichigo doesn't want me to dress like this? I got excited thinking about him.”

 

“I don't know. He's never asked me to dress in anything special, though he seems to like school uniforms,” said Rukia reminiscently, thinking about a particularly torrid encounter in the textbook room.

 

“I thought he mind find it stimulating, but I can't find him anywhere and it seems a waste to get dressed up like this for nothing,” Orihime complained. “And what am I supposed to do with this whip?”

 

“You can dress like that for me, whenever you want,” a deep voice said from the door. “I'm pleased you called.”

 

“Chad! Have you seen Ichigo?” Orihime said wrenching out of Rukia's embrace and starting toward the tall man. As she was unused to the heels she immediately tripped and fell, but he caught her before she hit the ground.

 

Standing close to so much exposed flesh caused Chad to react as any male would. Pulling the girl closer to him, he began to strip Orihime despite her token protests. She was soon tugging at his zip as he peeled off her tight underwear, dropping her whip in the process.

 

“Great, what do I do? Watch?” Rukia said sarcastically as the two began to make out. “That's right; all the men want the one with the big boobs. What's so great about having two enormous mounds of flesh?” Watching made her feel some stirrings but her two friends seemed very interested in joining as quickly as possible and didn't seem to want her participation. As her attention had been distracted she jumped slightly as strong hands lifted her skirt and found their way inside her pants.

 

“Or you could permit me the opportunity of pleasuring you. I have always wished for the chance,” Uryu murmured into her ear. He was standing behind her and his fingers found the place that made her gasp. “I've locked the door so we shouldn't be disturbed.”

 

As Ichigo wasn't here, and as Chad was already occupied, Rukia was more than pleased to accept the offer. Removing his hand she turned and nodded. “Don't disappoint me,” she said not trying to keep the slight tone of command from her voice.

 

“I would not dare,” Uryu said as he removed her clothes.

 

The room filled with the sound of heavy breathing and flesh meeting flesh as the horny teens fucked urgently. Their cries of pleasure as they climaxed were interrupted.

 

“Can anyone join in, or do you prefer us to watch?” asked the sardonic voice of Captain Kuchiki.

 

The four friends quickly disentangled themselves from each other, looking that the intruders incredulously. They hadn't heard them arrive, but considering the situation, that wasn't surprising. Rukia grabbed at some cloth, trying to cover herself.

 

“I didn't know leather was suitable, otherwise I'd have worn mine,” pouted the 10th Division lieutenant as she began to remove her haori.

 

“Let me help you with that,” offered Sajin.

 

“I can undress myself,” Ran said as she promptly began to strip the clothes off the nearest male. It happened to be Ikkaku who seemed more than happy to return the attention.

 

The rest of the Shinigami stripped and another orgy was quickly in progress. Rukia found herself penetrated by her brother as he was taken by Yumichika. Feeling as if she was being fucked by both men made her reach orgasm quickly as she had privately fantasised about being fucked by two of the prettiest men in the Seireitei.

 

Uryu was moaning under the ministrations of Nemu who was in turn being pleasured by Kira.

 

An hour or so later, most participants were lying on the floor, watching idly those few people who felt they had something to prove. Renji, sweat pouring from his face was trying to get some reaction from Nanao who was lying under him, looking bored.

 

“You're not doing it right,” she complained and then yawned loudly.

 

“No, it's because you're a frigid bitch,” he said and groaned as he came.

 

“Only with you,” Shunsui, a malicious grin on his face, observed. “You never have a problem when I'm doing you, do you sweet Nanao?”

 

“That was good, but it's always better if Ichigo is present,” said Chad, seriously changing the subject.

 

“Everything's better with Ichigo,” Orihime said soulfully. “Not that any of you are bad, it's just none of you are Ichigo.”

 

“You're right there,” Ikkaku said meaningfully.

 

“I can't deny it,” Byakuya agreed.

 

“If you're all finished, can you remember why we're here?” asked Isane pointedly. She glanced around the group coolly as she reclined next to Hanatoro, her hand idly stroking his thigh.

 

“I have been meaning to ask why so many high ranking officers arrived here. Pleased though we are to see you, who is taking care of the Seireitei?” Chad commented.

 

“Oh, we left Yamamoto, Kenpachi, Yachiru and Soi behind, with a few others. They'd be able to fight or fuck any Arrancar that sets foot in there. Yamamoto was too upset to leave,” Toshiro said, flicking his hair out is his eyes as he rested his head on Rukia's stomach.

 

“Yeah, he is pretty upset,” Sajin agreed. His voice indicated his concern for the Captain-General.

 

“Why?” Rukia ran her fingers through Toshiro's hair, enjoying the silky feel against her fingers.

 

“It's because Ichigo's been abducted. Yamamoto wanted him to return and stay in the Seireitei but Aizen had him kidnapped and we have to rescue him, and soon,” Yumichika explained.

 

Understanding dawned on Chad's face. “I could not find him, no matter how hard I looked.”

 

“We've got to get to Las Noches as soon as possible. Who know what Aizen will do with him,” Orihime said shocked.

 

Byakuya gave a brief laugh. “I think we have a pretty good idea why Aizen wants him. I'm worried about the Arrancar.”

 

“And Gin,” Ran added.

 

“We've got to rescue him. Wanna help?” Hanatoro offered.

 

As soon as the four friends agreed, they dressed and went to Urahara's shop, determined to make their way to Las Noches by any method they could.