What She Needs

Here ya go part two of today's post. I hope it does you all justice and remember review!
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Across Soul Society a beam of silvery moonlight drifted in through the 8th Division’s captain’s window, illuminating a hungrily kissing couple. Shunsui Kyoraku had forced Nanao’s head back against the door as he ravished her mouth, his mouth slanting against hers as their moving tongues could be seen between their lips.

His hands gripped her waist as he dragged her against him, drunk on the intensity of the kiss she returned to him. Nanao was delirious and her head spun with it. Kyoraku kissed her hard and fast, lewdly pumping his tongue between her lips before he twisted moving to caress within her mouth, teasing and torturing her with his mixed kisses. She fought him desperately but she simply couldn’t get her mind to focus enough.

All Nanao could do was return his kiss, return the hungry press of his mouth. The captain couldn’t get enough of her mouth, couldn’t satisfy himself, every move he made, she returned. Every lick met her tongue and every suck made her moan. She was intensity itself, groaning and gasping just to fuel the fire in his body. Her hands were wrapped around his neck, digging into the material of his uniform so harshly that he could feel her nails press into his back. He slid one of his hands down over her waist and hip until he pulled her leg up, hooking his hand under her knee.

He wanted to feel her against him, wanted the slick press of her sweaty body against his, her hands on his back, her nails digging into his muscles. But he couldn’t bring himself to stop kissing her long enough to strip. He couldn’t tear his mouth away from her devouring one. His hands moved along her sloped waist tantalizingly, pressing hard between her legs as he tried to find the presence of mind to get into her clothes but her kiss was too distracting.

Her mouth demanded his full attention, her lips and tongue commanded that he kiss her completely, anything less than that and she would overwhelm him. Their kiss was so heavy, so hot that it threatened to melt the room around them. Threatened to consume them in the passion of their bodies. Love and lust were heady aphrodisiacs but their once denied love and simmering lust combined to blow their minds away.

No concrete thought could process in their heat consumed minds, no rational idea could fit into their single minded need to have each other and have each other completely, fully and immediately. Kyoraku was hard pressed to rear back and breath, even though their mouths parted, Nanao panted breathlessly, torn between breathing and moaning as she rubbed against his hard hips. She followed after his mouth pressing light kisses to his lips.

He panted like he had run 500 shunpo steps, his heart was hammering in his chest, in his head as he tried to focus, tried to concentrate passed her kissing mouth, her wrapped arms, her long, lean body pressed as tightly to him as she could get.

He couldn’t let her go, couldn’t release her waist from his hands, couldn’t breath properly and even so he kissed her trying, forcing his body to do without as he lost himself in her arms and in her mouth.

He reached down and lifted her up onto her toes, his arms moving around her back to grip her rear in his hands, pushing her even tighter against him. They were almost past reason and they hadn’t even made it passed the door.

The need to breathe passed from a dull sensation to an ache in their chests, and moved beyond to a burning in their lungs, but it was only when blackness started to eat away at their perceptions that they finally, finally pulled apart. Their chests heaving rapidly, a shortness of breath making anything other than breathing a trial.

As their loud huffing breaths echoed in the room, he rested his head against hers with a smile curving on his mouth. She was worse than a drug, even on her he couldn’t get enough, it was enough to turn his head in loops that she would, could effect him this way. It had been almost physically painful to stop kissing her, to stop even for something as necessary as breathing.

Regaining his breath, he let his eyes look into her dark ones, their ridiculous panting made her laugh breathily and she pulled her hand down to caress his stubbly cheek, despite her smile. He grinned at her chuckling despite his apparent lack of air.

“Ma Nanao-chan your sweet little kiss almost killed me…” his smile was nothing quite as innocent, his heavy gaze pushed against her with sexual promises, he looked at her full of masculine confidence almost undressing her with his eyes. The moment nor the gaze was lost on his pretty lieutenant as she leaned into him, fitting her hips against his suggestively.

“Kyoraku-taicho…if you can’t handle my sweet little kisses I wonder what will happen when they’re not so sweet anymore…” She whispered against his lips, her eyes meeting his with her own intensity, promising him what he wanted if he would give her what she needed.

The distance between them was palpable, tingling with electricity and unspoken wishes, desires and needs. Nanao needed this but more than this, she needed him. Now that she knew she could have him she didn’t think she could ever not have him again. It was a strange loopy logic but at the moment it was the best she could do with his lips less than a breath’s width away and his strong arms holding her to him as if he would never let her go.

For a tense moment full of emotions, Nanao dipped her head and captured his lips this time. She set the pace, kissing him slowly, languorously tasting him, caresses his mouth in exploration. Her hands curled into his long hair teasingly tugging the thick wavy locks as the sensations made his hands tighten around her waist. She ran her hands through his thick hair loosening it making his pinwheel hair pin tumble out to fall somewhere around them.

She tangled her tongue with his, rubbing and sliding against him playfully. This was what she had missed, Ikkaku had been amazing but there was nothing but sex between them. Here the air was almost crackling with the heat of their emotions. Every kiss was hotter, every touch was likely to shock her, every move he made was different and tantalizing, intense.

He didn’t throw her down and fuck her, but he promised to. Everything from the tense muscles in his hands to the way he fought for control of his mouth against hers. Everything screamed of his need to fuck her, mount her or let her ride him, anything just as long as it happened soon. And quite frankly Nanao agreed with him on that point.

Releasing her fingers from his hair, she pushed his overcoat and haori off letting them fall where they would. Reaching down between their hot bodies, she tugged at his belt, his hands stilling against her even as his mouth broke away from the soft kiss, to trail down her chin and along the underside of her neck.

He licked her creamy skin, like a cat with cream, his tongue had more purpose then simply marking her, he swept along her skin tasting her, imprinting her in his memory even as he nipped her gently, just enough to tease. His belt fell away as the brunette pulled his kosode off, her hands getting momentarily sidetracked with the strong muscles on his chest and arms.

She ran her hands along him, loving the feeling of pure, unadulterated masculinity in her hands. He was all planes of hard muscle, sculpted and firm against her. She sighed as his mouth moved gently from her neck to kiss her sweetly and for a heart stopping moment she thought what she had feared was going to happen.

Then he bit her.

It has primal and it hurt, but his tongue moved between his clenched teeth, licking along her skin. It was a confusing mixture of pain and pleasure that seemed to swirl together. If you asked her why it felt good or why it hurt, Nanao wouldn’t be able to tell you, just that it felt amazing.

The pain made her fingers curl into his arms as an answering shiver rolled down her spine making her gasp in pain but moan just the same under the sensations. She couldn’t decide what turned her on more then he released her to suck on the abused skin, making her head whirl.

Then she decided not to try and think anymore as his mouth played with the pulsing nerves in her neck. He rolled over it, sucked it, nibbled at it then mixed it all up again. She couldn’t focus on anything passed the dark haired man’s mouth on her skin.

She arched her body, rolling against him sensually as she tried to focus the sensations, make them stimulate her more but his hands crushed her against him making her drown in his smell, his desire, his need. He smelled musky and spicy like some exotic cologne, it filled her nose and made her all the hotter.

It enticed her to lick the long expanse of chest she was currently pressed against. So she did, she licked a long nipping line up his sternum loving the way his mouth faltered against her neck. So she did it again this time biting him more than licking, alternating as she tasted his salty, hot skin.

Her captain moved lower down over her collarbone in long sure licks, his tongue sweeping into every crevice as he nipped at every ridge making her focus even more on him. She mirrored him, licking and biting as he did, alternating to keep him on his toes. She was rather proud that she could think enough to do that.

Then he cheated…he shoved her kosode open and licked her breast down in one sure sweep to her nipple. Reaching the pink bud, he sucked it into his mouth, nibbling it hard and making his lieutenant shudder violently and gasp heavily with surprise, her voice moaning into his ear as she lost connection with her brain.

The brunette couldn’t help herself under the onslaught of these new sensations. Ikkaku had never licked her nipples, and her first lover hadn’t cared. Kyoraku not only seemed to care, he seemed determined to make her climax or at least come close with his mouth. He twisted her nipple then sucked it. He rubbed his tongue over the stiff nub and mouthed it with his lips.

He heard her surprise and it baffled him but he pushed the matter to the back of his mind as he concentrated on driving her insane. He wanted her to lose it completely, wanted her to surrender to him so he focused his entire mind on kissing and licking her breasts. His hands obliterated her belt and tugged the rest of her top off. With her chest exposed, he moved from her nipples to the soft under part of her breast, nibbling and licking his way down her ribs. He bit each one before kissing and sucking it steadily moving downwards.

Nanao couldn’t see properly, couldn’t think rationally passed his mouth, passed his hands holding her possessively. He held her like it was his and only his right to do so, he played along her skin like a master musician strumming her cords. He knew what he was doing and all she could do was hang on. Nanao’s was moaning low in her throat as she panted above him. Her voice was laced with passion as it echoed around him. Shunsui continued further down to lick a scalding trail over her navel before stopping at the top of her hakama.

Standing back up he looked at her flushed face. Her black eyes were glittering with molten honey under the shaft of moonlight that filled her face. Her mouth was slightly parted, wet and swollen from his kisses, half dressed she stared at him with such naked need and desire in her eyes that he almost threw her down and fucked her right then and there.

The need was so great that he pulled her forward and back to the bed, pushing her on it he crawled over her and took her mouth. Demandingly he crushed her lips under his as he forced his tongue into her mouth. It was harsher and faster but heady nonetheless and it made her groan even as she responded in a frenzy of passion matching him. She gasped into his kiss, her tongue moving against the havoc he had unleashed in her mouth.

He was unchained devouring her, eating her alive as he ripped the rest of her pants off her, baring her to him. Nanao moaned appreciatively even as she strained to remove his but he wouldn’t let her, his mouth wouldn’t let up, commanding and controlling her, demanding she focus on his kiss, only on his mouth.

Pulling back, he glared into her eyes with naked need and possessiveness even as he growled “I will make you forget him” he swore. “After tonight you won’t want anyone else in your bed.” He promised her, his dark eyes proving his words. He needn’t have bothered, she couldn’t think let alone remember anyone or their mother under him. He was so dominating, so intense that she couldn’t think of anything else and survive him.

He was like a beast, a caged animal his raw masculinity overwhelming her. He was more man than she had ever hoped he would be, if only he would hurry up. His hands ghosted over her body and slipped over her curving hips appreciatively to ride atop her thighs. He caressed her legs, loving the curve and firmness under his hand.

Finally, Nanao hoped as she tried to encourage him between her legs. She thought she was ready for anything but she froze and gasped sharply and loudly as he spread her open and ducked his head to lick her, one long lick up her moist folds before pushing between them.

His tongue moved around within her, getting a feel, a taste, for her before he repeated his earlier teasing. He licked her clit quickly before drawing a teasing line around her entrance then again flicking her clit. He repeated this again switching the pattern to catch her off guard every time.

Beneath him, Nanao was breathing harshly, raggedly as his mouth excited her, he teased her body closer and closer to her climax, building the pressure. She moved to buck up but his firm hands pressed her hips into the bed, controlling her as his mouth demanded she come for him. He needed her to come for him so he could enter her. The night was young and he planned to have her again and again and then once more.

He would fuck her until dawn, until she couldn’t move from the pleasure he would give her. He pressed forcibly into her clit listening as her voice rose in desperation and he backed off her clit, moving to leave running lines of liquid fire around her entrance.

Nanao was writhing on the bed with his mouth between her legs. Never had anyone licked her, kissed her this way. Never had any man brought her so close or with such intensity as her captain did. She was clawing at the bedding trying desperately to finish, mindless with pleasure and trying to grab a decent handhold but he simply returned to her clit making her scream. He had her inarticulate with pleasure, he had her so close to the brink, she was mindless under him. He would not let her come until she was completely out of control.

He would make her forget Ikkaku and any other lover she had ever had. He would drown her senses in him and him alone. She would come to him when she was in need, she was his lieutenant, his partner and his woman. No other man would touch her ever again or he would see them dead. A little extreme maybe but his pretty little lieutenant seemed to bring out the worst and the best in him.

Nanao was gasping and moaning wildly as she arched up on the bed to slide her hands into his hair, trying to force him to let her finish as her thighs trembled. She was irrational with pleasure as she undulated against him, her cheeks flushed and her eyes burning as she cried in need falling back to the bed.

Even if Shigekuni Yamamoto-Genryusai, Captain General of the Gotie thirteen stepped into the room, Nanao wouldn’t have been able to recognize him let alone respond, she was so gone lost in the waves of pleasure and need.

And it was only then that Kyoraku sucked hard at her clit, as he stared up her body wanting to watch her. Nanao reared up, her body arching as she shrieked “SHUNSUI!” She trembled and convulsed against his working mouth, her entire body taut as seemingly endless waves of pleasure shot through her, making her mind white out as she collapsed back to the bed.

He sat up from between her legs, enthralled by her sweaty face and messy hair. Reaching up he pulled the clip from her black hair letting it cascade around her shoulders, the strands falling to frame the dark marks on her neck from his mouth.

He quickly threw his pants off, his member standing proudly, so hard it almost hurt as he watched her beautiful body tremble sporadically before she looked at him with a mixture of lethargy, satisfaction and residual need.

“That was incredible” she rolled huskily as she stared at him like a creature, a vixen herself. “But I want more captain” she purred as she opened her legs invitingly eyeing his shaft with interest vaguely wanting to wrap her mouth around him but then he pushed into her and hilted fast.

Nanao distantly feared she might be hoarse tomorrow as she screamed passionately as he filled her. He was bigger and longer but smoother. He moved effortlessly within her as he slowly drew his hips back out as if loath to part before pushing back in even slower. Pushing in half way he suddenly bucked slamming the rest into her. The irrational pattern keeping her on pins and needles as he fucked her with long smooth glides and then short staccato bucks confusing her and building the pressure in her body faster than ever before.

Nanao moaned and she dug her hands into his forearms, holding on for dear life as she panted against his ear. Kyoraku dropped his head to press kisses to her open mouth as his hips surged against her. Their rhythm was fast and deep, her pale thighs arching up to meet him, their slapping flesh sounding throughout the room.

She reached up and loosed his hair, letting the wavy locks drag along her skin with every buck and push of his body. He slammed into her hard and fast, again in a rolling pitch he built up the pressure between them. His heavy breaths washed over Nanao’s body, he grunted as they moved together. Passion building higher as Nanao squeezed around him, tightening her inner muscles with every buck inwards, teasing him, asking him to come with her, within her.

“Ahhhhh” she groaned, sensations building and hanging along the edge. Her hands tightened convulsively on his arms as she arched up and screamed wordlessly, hoarsely, tightening every muscle in her body. Above her, Kyoraku choked off a gasp as he felt her catch him in a vise-like grip and he had no choice but to climax, with a heavy masculine groan he bucked into her one last time.

Collapsing down onto his lieutenant, he felt her arms wrap around him before they toppled over to lay side by side. Drowsy and satiated they looked at each other. Nanao’s dark eyes wandered along his masculine face as she let her hand trail along his cheek, gently sliding down over his neck as she smiled softly, her body boneless from this man who had so thoroughly overwhelmed her senses.

“I love you” she told him as she felt him tug her closer. “Me too” he watched her watch him through lidded eyes. “You’re not tired are you?” he asked her as a wolfish grin spread across his face and he promptly rolled them over so that he was straddling her, gazing down at her with a grin he bent down and kissed her, languidly, letting her taste herself on his lips.

Nanao purred against his mouth as her hands threaded into his hair holding him close. She kissed him lazily lulling him. Their slow kiss was suddenly unseated as Nanao unexpectedly yanked him fully down and rolled over so she was on top, her kiss came faster, demanding more. Pulling back she smiled “Who’s tired?”

“Captain if you’re tired already then I’m not sure you can handle me. Maybe I’ll wear you out…then I‘ll have to go find someone else” She teased him with a grin. He had started to smile but became serious as he looked up at her.

“You won’t wear me out and you’re mine now." He looked intently into her eyes “I want you to be with me forever, not with other people…..like Ikkaku….” his voice took on a sharp edge as he waited for her to say something.

Captain….Kyoraku” she amended “I….what Ikkaku and I had was nothing but sex. We didn’t even talk, he never did things like suck my breasts or lower.” Nanao dropped his gaze. “I didn’t love him, I loved you, always have but I thought….thought that we would never….could never be.” Her eyes trailed along the shaft of silver that lay across the sheets.

“If you loved me then why did you go to him and not me?” He asked her needing to know, needing to understand if she would really and truly be his.

“I…” she faltered as she looked back at him. “I thought you were too passive….too gentle and you are my captain, you were always teasing girls so I thought when you teased me it didn’t mean anything…there were so many reasons why I thought we wouldn’t work out. I didn’t want just a roll in the hay with you. I wanted more but you always seemed to be chasing girls…any girl…every girl.”

Nanao looked down at him with a possessive glint in her eyes “Shunsui Kyoraku as my captain/boyfriend/lover you are not allowed to chase other girls.” She watched him nod with a grin before he asked her “what did you mean by passive?”

“I thought we were incompatible because you were going to be gentle and passive but I like it ah…hard and um...rough you know so I was afraid to start something with you and get locked into this soft gentle love making.” She confessed “I wanted you so badly but I didn’t want constant lovemaking, I just wanted to ah… fuck.”

The curvy brunette blushed lightly “that’s why I went after Ikkaku because I knew he liked it the same way. It was just physical satisfaction. I won’t ever leave you for him.” She told him watching his face for a hint to his thoughts. “I wanted you, I want you now and if you’ll have me I want to be with you forever.” Nanao confessed as she stared into his eyes waiting for his answer.

“Good because I wouldn’t let you go to him anyway. Your mine Nanao-chan, I won’t let anyone else have you.” He spoke quietly but intensely making every word stand out. “So he never kissed these?” He grabbed her full breasts lewdly.

“No” she sighed above him. “And he never kissed you here?” He pressed his hands against her still wet entrance. “N…no” she spoke heavily. He backed off with a satisfied grin.

“So what are we Nanao-chan? Lovers, Partners, mates?”

Nanao eyed him saucily as she rolled her hips above him. “I don’t know but I do know something else we can do…” He popped his hips up to rub against Nanao’s core in retaliation. She released a breath at his teasing but pressed down just the same.

“What else can we do?” He growled as she moved her hips against him. Leaning down she kissed him letting him overwhelm her senses again. His tongue undulated against her own as he mapped out her mouth. Pulling back he whispered against her lips “so you like to fuck, huh?”

Nanao blushed lightly but to her credit she smiled heatedly anyway “I do…I like to fuck a lot….”

“How do you like to fuck?” he asked her huskily as he leaned up to sit leaving Nanao to kneel over his thighs.

“I like to fuck anyway…everyway…against the wall…” she trailed off as his mouth licked against her neck.

“What’s your favorite way?” he sucked at her neck, kissing it and licking it as he left a heated trail along her skin.

“I…I like to be on top…..” she shivered as he moved down over her chest. “I like it on my knees, like that one a lot.” She focused passed his mouth to move her hands along his chest, running over his chiseled muscles to tease paths of scratches down his body. Ducking her head she nuzzled into his sweet smelling hair as she whispered into his ear. “What about you?”

“I like to fuck you” he growled against her skin as her hands moved to knead into his shoulders. Nanao scooted forward so that she was above his groin, moving she raised her hips slightly before dropping down, pressing over him, teasing him as she felt him breathe against her chest before he sucked a nipple into his mouth again, intent on making her delirious with pleasure.

“Ah…keep doing that….” She panted as this new sensation made her throb again. “You like that huh” he asked against her breast before he tugged her nipple, pulling it lightly he loved the way her hands tightened on his shoulders.

He hardened fully again beneath her moving hips as he concentrated on her breasts, his hands moving to grip her rear. Pulling her closer he ground up against her, not entering her just rubbing against her, teasing them both.

He laved the underside of her breast as his hands tightened on her, feeling her fingers tense before she pulled back. “Tease” she told him as she reached between them to position him before she lowered her body onto Kyoraku’s length as he hissed. Nanao moaned as he slid fully into her. Pausing to gather her wits she looked into his eyes as she rolled her hips forward before rising up and falling back down over him, tightening around him.

His breath grew thicker as he kissed her again. Sensually and deeply, he moved within her mouth, as she moved around him. They bucked and writhed against each other before the brunette pulled back to wrap her arms around his neck, their bodies flushed together as she panted in his ear huskily.

“D…o y.o.u. .l.i….ke t..hi…s? He asked her heavily, his voice rough and heated against her neck.

“Li……k…e m…e. fu…c..ki.ng y.o.u….?”

“Y…e….s..sss!” she whispered sensually, her hands spreading down his back as she moved against him.

He bucked into her hard as she pushed down against him, together they strained and panted, moving faster and faster, passed words. Their breaths harsher and louder. Nanao’s hands were pressing into his back as her voice sounded louder. “AHHHhhhhhhhh” she panted as he groaned into her neck, the tension and pressure rising within their bellies.

Suddenly it crescendoed, peaking as Nanao came explosively yelling his name and dragging her hands down his back seconds before he did, emptying within her before they fell down over the bed again.

The intensity left them panting as Nanao lay over Kyoraku, listening to his heart run a mile in his chest. Drifting in and out of sleep for a little while, she was fully awakened when a deep voice whispered huskily in her ear. “Is it a bad thing that I want to fuck you again?

“Of course not…" she purred sensually "that’s exactly what I need...”

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Love can be nothing but love and it can’t do anything but love. People deny it, and ignore it, try to pass it off as something else… but love can not be denied, will not be denied…it’ll persist and linger in shame and in doubt doing nothing but being love until someone turns around and says….I love you to someone else

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Hey guys we've reached the end of this long, smut-tacular story. I hoped you enjoyed reading it and THERE WILL BE AN EPILOGUE....kind of....more like a funny little side-post-thing lol. So stay tuned and please review so I can feel accomplished after this grueling...tiring....most difficult story I've ever written.