Sin

Two chapters in one day to make up for me not posting last week XD

PLEASE READ THE SPECIAL WARNINGS FOR THIS CHAPTER!!!

Warnings for triple penetration in this chapter. A couple of readers have been asking and requesting that I do so, so I thought I would try it out. I figured that all the sex Ichigo was having would have stretched him out at least a little and I will write it tastefully… I am WARNING you guys now that I will be writing it realistically, which means Ichigo will be in a bit of pain and he will resist them a little at first.

Ichigo- Sin: Lust, Virtue: Chastity.
Starrk- Sin: Sloth, Virtue: Diligence (Persistence, effort)
Nnoitra- Sin: Greed, Virtue: Liberality (Love or Charity)
Aizen- Sin: Pride, Virtue: Humility
Kenpachi- Sin: Wrath, Virtue: Patience
Shinji- Sin: Envy, Virtue: Kindness
Grimmjow- Sin: Gluttony, Virtue: Temperance (Self control)

Beta’d by Warrior Nun- thank you!

Sin: Chapter 17

“Stop hogging him,” Kenpachi said. His sword had been set aside again and his cock was rock hard and leaking pre-come. “I want to fuck his tight little ass, too.”

“Well I’m fucking him right now, so piss off,” Nnoitra said in a distracted tone and tensed when Starrk frowned and eyes Ichigo’s body as well.

“I want to fuck him, too,” Starrk complained and stepped closer to Ichigo to stroke his cock.

Ichigo whined into Grimmjow’s mouth and Grimmjow pulled away with a smirk to pull Ichigo toward him more and grabbed his dick to move it towards Ichigo’s mouth. He rubbed the tip over Ichigo’s lips smearing it around his mouth when Ichigo opened it. Ichigo gave him a look and turned his head to the side to snub him in retaliation, but Grimmjow grabbed his hair and thrust his cock inside that pouty mouth of his.

Meanwhile the other three sins were glaring heatedly at each other before Nnoitra started to form an idea.

“Hey, Ichi-pet,” Nnoitra started and stared down at the man he loved, although he hadn’t admitted it out loud. “What do ya think about all three of us taking ya?”

Ichigo’s eyes grew wide and Kenpachi and Starrk stared at Nnoitra like he had lost his mind, which maybe he had. Ichigo tried to pull away from Grimmjow’s cock in order to answer, but Grimmjow moaned and gripped his hair so he could do so. Ichigo shook his head frantically and Nnoitra chuckled before rubbing his hands up and down Ichigo’s sides.

“Just try it Ichi, we will stop if ya need us to… Plus ya owe us for keeping all of us to ya’self and we don’t fuck anybody else.” Of course Nnoitra didn’t say that it wasn’t like they wanted to, Ichi was the only one he wanted and he knew the others felt the same.

Apparently that was the key point to Nnoitra’s manipulative guilt trip. He could practically see when Ichigo gave in and gave him a timid and hesitant nod. Nnoitra grimed from ear to ear as he slowly pulled out of Ichigo with a wet noise.

“We should go on the bed so it’s more comfortable,” Starrk murmured and Nnoitra could see that he was as excited about the idea as Nnoitra was, and Kenpachi seemed to be as well. There was a yellow gleam in his eye that was usually only there when he fought.

Kenpachi took a hold of Ichigo before Nnoitra could do so and lifted him up into his arms. Grimmjow looked a little peeved about the sudden loss of Ichigo’s mouth and followed after them quickly. Ichigo had his legs wrapped around Kenpachi’s waist and his head burrowed against Kenpachi’s shoulder with his eyes tightly closed. He wanted to stay like that; with Kenpachi’s warmth and reiatsu enveloping him like a soft blanket and making him feel safe.

Then he was set on the bed and was instantly pounced. Surprisingly it was Starrk who so enthusiastically grabbed a hold of his hair and brought their mouths together. Although it probably shouldn’t have shocked Ichigo so much considering Starrk was the fastest one of them when he wasn’t being so lazy.

Although the kiss was passionate and rough, it felt so good Ichigo kissed back just as energetically. He felt the bed dip as the others got onto it and a mouth closed over his neck. Teeth found one of his nipples and Ichigo hissed into the kiss, squirming in pleasure. He was so pleasantly distracted that he almost didn’t notice when Nnoitra (only he had fingers as long and slender as those) began to stroke his entrance with lubricated fingers.

There was a sudden and powerful shift in Nnoitra’s reiatsu and Ichigo didn’t have to look to see that he was in his released mode. His legs were spread apart but two of Nnoitra’s hands and held there while two more gripped his ass cheeks and squeezed them tightly before spreading them apart as well.

Two fingers pressed inside of him and Ichigo’s hips bucked in response. Nnoitra chuckled lowly as he spread them around in a hurried fashion and sought Ichigo’s prostate. Ichigo bucked his hips and moaned at the pleasure while Grimmjow bit at his neck.

Ichigo whimpered as two more fingers were pushed into him and furrowed his brows together tightly. Nnoitra had apparently decided to forgo the third finger and go straight to four, making Ichigo uncomfortable with the pain. He was starting to feel a little distressed about what was going to happen, even though he had taken two of them at once before. But three was a lot more than two and it scared him.

Even now his reiatsu was fluctuating uncertainly as Nnoitra wiggled the four fingers around. Starrk pulled away from the kiss to rub his nose against Ichigo’s and stroked his hair soothingly while nuzzling the other side of Ichigo’s neck from Grimmjow.

There was the sound of a cap being opened and Ichigo glanced down to see that Nnoitra was adding enough lubricant to cover his entire hand. Ichigo gulped and Nnoitra noticed he was looking. He smirked and leaned over Kenpachi who was still sucking and biting at his torso to kiss him softly.

He pulled away and Kenpachi kissed his way down Ichigo’s stomach to cup his cock and take it into his mouth. Ichigo melted in pleasure and fisted Kenpachi’s hair with a groan just as Nnoitra pushed the four fingers back inside of him. Ichigo dug his fingers even deeper into Kenpachi’s hair as Nnoitra’ pressed the tip of his thumb against his stretched entrance and then his puckered hole sucked it in along with his fingers.

Fisting was something that Nnoitra had done to him before and he had learned what to expect from it although he never got used to it. Despite the term ‘fisting’ Nnoitra didn’t ball his hand up into a fist, thank god, but pressed them together like a beak as he moved it inside of Ichigo.

Ichigo cursed himself for watching when Nnoitra kept pressing his fist in and in until a quarter of his forearm disappeared inside of him. Ichigo was now taking in strangled gasps as breaths and Starrk began to run his fingers through Ichigo’s ear while murmuring assurances and sweet nothings into his ear.

Luckily Nnoitra didn’t push his fist in much farther and instead began to move it in and out rhythmically. It was slow but steady and Ichigo found himself lifting his hips up into it as Nnoitra applied so much pressure to his prostate despite the pain of being so full. Ichigo felt hot and his cock and balls heavy as Kenpachi sucked on him, pressing his tongue along the underside of his cock while swallowing.

“Kenpachi!” Ichigo groaned and then cried out when Nnoitra pulled out his fist with a sucking sound. His ass twitched and clenched with the absence of it and Nnoitra snickered a little before give his ass a swat.

“Ya’r tight little pink hole is winking at me,” he said and Ichigo blushed in mortification, but then got distracted by Kenpachi pulling off of him. He looked at Kenpachi pleadingly and Kenpachi just smirked at him before tugging him up in a sitting position. They shifted and Starrk moved behind him while Grimmjow reluctantly pulled away to let them situate themselves.

Ichigo was starting to feel scared again and he didn’t know how he was going to be able to take this. After a glaring match between Nnoitra and Kenpachi and harsh words, Kenpachi moved in between his legs. Since Nnoitra had such a smaller frame then either Kenpachi or Starrk they figured that he was the one who should be by Ichigo’s side.

Starrk lubed up his cock first and Ichigo bit his lower lip when he was lifted up over Starrk’s cock. He held onto Kenpachi’s shoulders as he was lowered down and groaned when his ass sucked Starrk in greedily. He had never had just one cock inside of him when he was so well stretched and it felt a little strange.

But that was quickly corrected when Kenpachi started to push in as well. Ichigo moaned as the ache came back and buried his head against Kenpachi’s shoulder like he had when the shinigami captain carried him. Kenpachi seemed to like that and he wrapped his arms around Ichigo to stroke his back as he penetrated him slowly and steadily. Ichigo squirmed and whimpered a little when he was finally all the way inside.

“Ichigo,” Starrk murmured huskily into Ichigo’s ear and ran his tongue along the rim, making Ichigo shiver.

“Fu-fuck,” Ichigo stuttered and tilted his head back to rest on Starrk’s shoulders.

Nnoitra grabbed his leg and Ichigo knew what was coming. He tried to relax, but fear made him tense. He swallowed harshly as Nnoitra pressed against his side and he guided his cock to Ichigo’s already full hole.

Then he pushed in.

Oh god, oh god, oh god!!! It was too much and it hurt and Ichigo felt like he was dying.

“NO!” Ichigo shrieked and pushed on Kenpachi’s shoulders to try and lift himself up and away, but he was held down as Nnoitra penetrate. “No, STOP! You promised to stop! PLEASE JUST STOP!!!” Ichigo screamed and clawed at Kenpachi’s chest. “NO, it hurts!!!” Ichigo was actually sobbing now and Starrk was beginning to feel a little concerned.

“It hurts so bad…” Ichigo whimpered under his breath as tears rolled down his face and he cried into Kenpachi’s chest. He pushed at Nnoitra’s chest weakly as Nnoitra finished pressing into him. “Nnoitra, please,” Ichigo begged, “just take it out, it hurts too much.” He was certain that he was bleeding. He had to be.

“Sh, Ichi-pet,” Nnoitra shushed him and danced his fingers over Ichigo’s limp cock.

“Nnoitra, I think we need to stop,” Kenpachi said as he brushed Ichigo’s tears away with his thumb.

“Tch, then ya fucking pull out then,” Nnoitra snapped and turned Ichigo’s face towards his with a harsh jerk to kiss him. Kenpachi suddenly pulled out half way and Ichigo climaxed. The sensation was something he had ever felt or imagined before. He had never come so fast in his entire life. His body convulsed and his ass twitched around the three men erratically, making them moan.

“Oh, fuck, that’s it, Ichi-pet,” Nnoitra moaned and Kenpachi decided that fuck it, he was going to screw Ichigo anyway.

He pushed back in the few inched he had retreated from Ichigo’s tight head and Ichigo gave another strangled scream.

“Why?” Ichigo asked with his large brown eyes peering up at Kenpachi pleadingly.

“Because I love you,” Kenpachi said in response. It was the truth, but it wasn’t why he did it. He did it because Ichigo felt so fucking good around him and he knew that once Ichigo got use to it he would love it as well.

Ichigo flushed at the words and he looked away from Kenpachi in embarrassment. Nnoitra scowled at the exchange and decided that Ichigo was ready enough for him to move.

The vizard let out a sharp keen when Nnoitra began to move and grabbed onto Kenpachi’s shoulder for balance and to ground him. He was hard again without his cock even being touched and the slick cocks inside of him didn’t give his prostate any reprieve. Damn it felt good.

…

Grimmjow felt very left out, although he did get to enjoy all the noises Ichigo made and the expressions on his face. It was hard for Grimmjow to control himself, but he did so for Ichigo. He wanted to kill Nnoitra when Ichigo started to scream in pain and beg him to stop, but eventually those cries had turned to ones of pleasure.

He wanted to stand in front of Ichigo and have him suck his cock, but Ichigo was far too distracted and involved with the triple penetration. He controlled himself patiently despite how his instincts screamed at him to devour Ichigo. He could see the way all three of them stretched Ichigo and moved inside of him. It only made him harder.

He watched as Ichigo threw back his head and trembled while he stroked his cock. Grimmjow stared at Ichigo who was groaning and shivering, pushing at Kenpachi’s chest when it got to be too much and he neared his peak.

Grimmjow moved his hand so fast it almost hurt. He didn’t bother trying to hold back his orgasm. He came to seeing Ichigo’s flushed face, crying out for his own orgasm. Grimmjow panted as his come covered his hand and continued to stare at Ichigo who was almost catatonic in between the other sins’ bodies.

The other three came not long after and Ichigo whimpered as they pulled out of him. He glanced up at them with heavily lidded eyes and gulped at the promise of more that shown in their faces.

There were apparently more rounds to come.

…

Loki walked with his robes rippling behind him dramatically. As he predicted, Jeagerjauqes had gained his virtue. That only left one remaining that needed to in order for Freya and therefore the other ‘light’ gods to win the bet was Aizen Sousuke. He doubted the proud man would ever obtain humility even if he had years or centuries to do so. However, Loki wasn’t a god that took his chances. He forced the odds in his favor; he didn’t wait for them to come to him. He cheated, lied and stole to get what he wanted and now he would be doing just that.

“Tyr,” Loki purred as he approached the god of war.

Tyr was very tall in appearance and was thick with muscles without being too bulky. He had fashioned his black hair into spikes that had red tips and neatly trimmed goatee was of the same color. Tattoos of many different fierce-looking predatory animals decorated his naturally- dark bare chest and he only wore a pair of leather pants with no shoes.

“Loki,” Tyr said evenly and didn’t even glance up from where he was sharpening his large battle ax which he was most fond of using.

“Ichigo is ripe for the taking,” Loki said and only then did Tyr finally look up, his icy blue eyes blazing with interest.

“What makes you think he would be interested?” Tyr asked calmly and Loki smirked at the lack of denial that Tyr wanted the orange haired sin.

“Look at all of the males he sleeps with,” Loki reasoned calmly. “He clearly has a thing for warriors and who is stronger than the god of war himself.” He smirked. Tyr was a neutral when it concerned light and darkness and never picked a side, meaning he wasn’t disallowed from influencing the sins.

“And if he doesn’t?” Tyr asked with a quirk of his eyebrow.

“He’s a shinigami, a death god and therefore not mortal, there are no rules saying you can’t bring him back here.”

Tyr’s even expression slowly changed as he considered the idea.

“Maybe a visit to the Guardian wouldn’t go amiss…”

Loki smirked.

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Some of you guys may be going ‘wtf?’ but there are lots of clues I put in this story here and there that indicated Tyr would be a bigger part of this. This is totally how I would imagine the god of war looking, and he kind of resembles my male-half Spike =3 Although Spike doesn’t have that many tats, or black hair, and probably doesn’t look as hot… Tyr is smokin’ hot… I kind of picture his body like Kazeshini… wiry yet muscular.