What She Needs

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“Lieutenant it’s a bad idea to bother the captain when he’s sleeping” a masculine voice spoke quietly behind her. Twisting around with a hand to her heart, Nanao swallowed startled as Madarame Ikkaku stepped out of the shadows.

Tsk tsk you were so distract you let a third seat sneak up on you.

He stood tall and powerful in nothing but a faded sleeping robe, his strong lean chest was visible between the dark grey folds of his clothing making Nanao swallow nervously again. He eyed her taking in the spicy mix of desire, disappointment, nervousness and surprise that surrounded the woman. Her reiatsu tingled with the heady mixture and made the tall third seat look at her again.

“S….o so..r.r.y. .…I just.. ..had ..a. .m.e.s.s.a.g.e from… m…y.. cc.c.c..aptaain but I…..I’m sss.orr…y.y.. It’s…late, I’ll just come back tomorr…ow.” She stumbled nervously as she moved back, losing her nerve completely as she stood face to face with Madarame Ikkaku. His presence was unmissable and his raw masculinity made her yearn for what she had been too afraid to try for. Getting ready to leave, she gasped as a large, strong hand grabbed her wrist to stop her. Tugging her with him he pulled her away from his captain’s door and towards his own before he stopped far enough away from his captain and out of earshot.

Noticing her loosened uniform, he grinned at her letting her see his appreciation before turning serious. “The Captain probably wouldn’t like it to see you there especially with those intentions” he told her, letting her down gently. “Besides he likes bigger breasts” Ikkaku grinned trying to lighten the mood.

Nanao looked away as her cheeks flushed with embarrassment at being caught. Nodding at his words she turned to go but his hand reached out again to stop her.

“You know if you don’t mind a Third Seat instead of a Captain, I’d be willing to give it a go” Ikkaku grinned at her taking one long, interested look at her exposed chest again. The offer was unexpected but appealing even as Nanao doubted it.

“I…I…..” she stumbled unsure of herself. Looking up at him, she trailed her eyes over his body feeling her own tighten in response to his strong presence. He seemed to command her attention just by standing there looking at her, his dark eyes unreadable as he waited for her answer.

Nodding in agreement, she looked up at him with a blush on her nose. You never blush and now you can’t seem to stop…

Ikkaku grinned and she wondered how to begin but he solved that problem. Grabbing her arm and pulling her along, he led her to his room. Entering, he moved quickly pressing her back against the hard door, his body solid against hers, as he lowered his head to look into her eyes.

“I’m not gentle and I don’t hold back. Can you handle that?” He asked her, his body pressing hers into the solid shut door of his room. His voice was lower and huskier, laced with the beginnings of desire as his hot breath caressed her face. She shivered against him as she spoke,

“Ah…yes…I want it….I can handle it”

Nodding, he leaned down fast and laved her neck with his tongue. He licked and worried at her skin harshly before ripping the tie around her waist. Letting her top gape open, he grasped her breast. Holding it he kneading it tightly, just this side of pain, before moving to tug at her nipple. Pulling it hard, he tweaked it as he bit at her neck, listening to the heady sounds Nanao made against him.

Moaning under him, she pulled his free hand and placed it on her other breast. Moving to fondle it too, he kissed out of her neck and trailed down her shoulder leaving red welts in his wake. He licked the bend in her neck again gently before biting it hard, leaving deep indentions in her skin. He grinned as she gasped loudly, her voice laced with heavy desire.

She panted as he licked over the abused flesh, his mouth at her neck again. Biting the skin firmly he sucked it harshly as he felt her hands coming up to grip his shoulders. He always slept with his robe loose and Nanao took advantage of his strong shoulders, gripping them hard as her nails dug slightly into his skin. She dug them in harder as she felt him growl against her. His robe slid off his shoulders to pool on his elbows as Nanao arched her chest against his solid hands.

He sucked harder, before biting the newly formed bruise. His hands tweaking her nipples and grabbing her breasts making the woman shudder against him as she groaned, her head falling backwards to lean against the door. Her hands left deep marks on his upper back even as she was almost in tears of pleasure as the man before her bit her and sucked her. The rough treatment sent thrills of need down her body, tingling deep between her legs, she felt her body come alive under his hands and mouth.

She was so deeply in need that just feeling his mouth on her skin had her ready for him. Stepping back Ikkaku pulled the gaping top off of her, watching her throw off her hakama pants, her nipples were hard and red from his hands and her cheeks were flushed with need, her gaze was heavy as she demanded he give her what she needed. He quickly dropped the loose robe off his body as she watched him, preditorily.

He liked that look, that look of desire for him, desire for his body. It wasn’t too often that he had that look directed at him and he quickly realized how much he liked it. He slipped a hand between their flush bodies and let it caress her breasts once more before moving over her tight belly. Moving in he watched pleasure ghost over her face as his hand pushed down between her legs.

Feeling the moistness of her entrance, he felt his own erection throb with need. She was so wet, so ready for him but he let his fingers explore her, let his hands rub against her before teasing circles around her entrance. He let his fingers trace her before flicking up against her clit, making her breath hitch in her throat. She trembled around his hands as he alternated flicking and rubbing her clit with tracing circles around her entrance.

Nanao panted heavily as his hands teased her, his fingers pulled her closer and closer to the edge. She had needed this for so long that it was embarrassing how quickly he had her close to climaxing. But she didn’t care as she moaned, his hands making her pant heavily. His calloused fingers were rough and harsh as he demanded she come. His hand moving rhythmically, rubbing and pressing, rubbing and pressing into that bud of nerves.

With his moving hand between Nanao's legs, Ikkaku breathed against her sweaty neck “Come for me” and she did with a strangled cry, she convulsed around his hand, shuddering against his body. Grinning wolfishly, Ikkaku took her juices and slathered it back against her entrance. Sliding his fingers into her, he heard her gasp then he rolled them within her, loving the sexy moan she released. His fingers scissored in her entrance quickly, he was thick and he wanted to enter her fast. If she was too tight then it wouldn’t work.

Nanao wrapped her arms around his neck, one hand hanging down his back as she concentrated on his hand. Raising her leg she wrapped it around his waist giving him better access to her core. After scissoring his fingers deeply within her, he pushed a third finger inside her and pumped them. He moved them repeatedly accustoming her to the friction and the stretching as his erection pulsed with desire, heavy between his thighs.

Against him, Nanao was breathless as she lifted from the door to dropped her head onto his shoulder and huff heatedly against his neck before licking his muscled shoulder. Then she kissed little nipping bites up into the bend of his neck. She nuzzled into his skin before biting him hard. Feeling him jerk under her, she released the bite to lave the mark with her tongue, probing the abused skin as she felt his hands speed up within her, his own breathing deepened, husky as she lay against his chest, panting in anticipation.

Moving her hands, she traced the firm muscles on his chest before dropping down to play along the ridges and dips in his belly. His muscled stomach shivered under her touch as she scratched him lightly with her nails. Pushing her hands flat against his belly, she let her nails tease him before scratching, leaving five raised welts behind. Ikkaku shuddered heavily as he increased his motions, moving his thumb he let it press into her already swollen clit with every pump of his hand until he felt her tense up around his fingers. He felt her pleasure filled cry against his neck and felt her convulse against his hand again.

After two orgasms, she would be looser but that was all he would give her. He hauled her up in his arms feeling her shift against him. He shuddered as she reached down between them to grasp his large shaft. Holding it in her hand, she moved so that the tip ran along the wet folds of her entrance. Barely touching she teased him,and herself rubbing him up and down the seam of her core before bucking downwards letting the head of his erection enter her.

Both of them moaning loudly at the feeling, Nanao’s voice quickly hitched as he shoved the rest into her. It hurt but he fit, barely, he continued pushing straight into her until he hilted. But he didn’t stop there, he quickly pulled his hips out before slamming them back in. Again he pumped her, hard and fast he built up the friction between them as Nanao panted heatedly against his neck. She was rhythmically moving up and down against the door. Her hands were braced on Ikkaku’s strong back as her other leg lifted to wrapped around his waist, her heels pressing into his flank.

She let her nails dig into his shoulder blades as her panting moans increased, her sensitive nipples, bright pink from his hands, rubbed against his hard chest with every rolling buck he made. Nanao was gasping as Ikkaku grunted and panted huskily against her. She was so tight and responsive that he wouldn’t take long to come but he had to bring her again. Harsh and rough, he was but he always satisfied his partner. Pushing into her, he felt the slight bite of her nails as it got lost in the pleasure that was building in his groin.

“Ahhh……I’m…..ugggg….com…ing” she told him breathlessly as he moved a hand to tweak her clit once more.

“IKKAKU!” She couldn’t hold the scream, but he swallowed it as he kissed her hard muffling the sound as she came explosively, tightening like a vice around his surging length, her nails raking up his back as she writhed against him. She reeled as shocks of pleasure jerked through her. Nanao felt him move a few more times into her tightened canal until he grunted harshly against her shoulder emptying himself within her.

Leaning against each other they panted heavily as they came down from their pleasure. Ikkaku let her legs drop as he stood up gazing at her with heavy lidded eyes. She was truly a sight to behold, her hair had mostly fallen out of her clip and hung messily around her flushed face as her chest continued to heave from their coupling, vivid bruised bite marks were dark against her neck. Moving backwards he tugged her with him towards his bed.

He didn’t want to marry her or ever consider a serious relationship with her but damn she was good in bed, or technically against the wall. He would want her against the bed and probably against any solid surface most likely soon so he pulled her along with him, she would stay there with him for at least the rest of tonight. The woman was so hot against him, so passionate that he wanted to have her again, make her respond to him so sexily as if he was the only man who could give her what she needed.

Pulling her over to his bed, they fell onto it together as he tugged her under him. She looked up with a mixture of fatigue and desire as she gauged his response. He just grinned at her as he grabbed her hand and placed it against his hardening shaft.

Running her fingers along him she heard him sigh as she teased along the large vein underneath before moving to roll the smooth sacks into her hand. Handling them she looked into his heated gaze again, her hand sliding up to tease along the foreskin. He breathed heatedly as he moved his hands along her waist and hips, enjoying the way they flared out in his hands.

He liked her reactions to him, enjoyed her fire. She had come three times and she was still keeping pace with him. She responded well and seemed to enjoy his control. He hadn’t found many women who had reacted like she did.

He looked into her heavy gaze, “How long do you want to do this?” His voice was low and husky, confident that he had her and would have her again. The sound washed over her body igniting her desires even as she regained her breath. “I don’t know I mean I want to have sex with you a lot” her voice was low as she blushed.

He nodded “I like your body, you’re hot and it makes me hot” he looked down and casually palmed her breasts listening to her gasp softly. “Good then…” he watched her agree before twisting her nipples between his fingers.

He wasn’t gentle as he tweaked her breasts while he ducked his head to suck at her neck again, letting his teeth tease her before he laved his tongue over the marks, soothing the smarting skin.

His hands caressed her body even as he gripped her strongly. His hands molded her body to him as he experienced her, explored her curves and dips. He moved down slightly, wedging his knees between her legs. He continued the nipping trail down along her neck. His hands moving along the soft dips of her stomach before he pumped his tongue slowly into the bruised marks on her neck, teasing her as he listened to her labored breathing. Nanao shivered as his hands grabbed her demandingly, confidently, his mouth tried to drive her mad as he played with the nerves in her neck.

Nanao shuddered under him as she gripped his shoulders in her hands. She was wet and ready again, even her abused entrance was tingling though his size and strength had caused friction to rub her harshly. She had liked it though, enjoyed the mixture of pleasure and pain. She liked it hard and rough just like this.

He moved a little further down over her mound as he breathed against her neck, watched her shiver as she waited for him to fuck her, waited for him to enter her again. She was ready for him, ready for his hands or his hard shaft. Slipping his fingers between her legs, he rubbed her clit between his fingers pinching it lightly before rolling it around. Moving down, he caressed her entrance as she moaned headily. He teased her again touching her entrance before slipping barely inside only to pull back out as he excited her. Looking at him she purred sultrily “I want you in me, I want you to fuck me.” She spoke heavily as she stared into his eyes watching her words take the effect she wanted as he positioned himself and rolled his hips into her.

He pushed his entire length deep into her body before pulling out quickly and bucking back in. This fast pace seemed by the only one he liked as he slammed again and again into her, the sounds of flesh hitting flesh, of skin sliding against skin was loud in the room as their panting breaths and moaning voices mixed in pleasure.

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The elongated frame stood inhumanely still, his long arms brushing close to his knees as he stared with his eerie, wide eyes into the darkened window long after the 4th Division’s lieutenant had turned out the light and laid down. He listened, hyper aware of her slow breathing as she slept even as he imagined her breathing faster and her sweet, soft voice louder, full of passion, full of pain. He would have her that way, mindless with need and he would be the one to satisfy her. He would be the only one to cut her and make her crave it.

I JuST nEEd tO fInD a BAIt To lURe yOu oUT, mY pRetTY liTTle hEALeR. His staring eyes strange and disturbing.

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Across Soul Society, Shunsui Kyoraku had just been dismissed after Yamamoto had briefed him on some important documents that had been found on the Arrancers and the Hogyoku that could prove valuable. After explaining the significance he had seen in each, the Commander General had asked him for a detailed translation on the text that was all in a very old Japanese dialect. The meeting had been ridiculously long with Yama-ji droning on and by the time Kyoraku had been dismissed it was already in the early hours of the morning. Returning to his Division’s Barracks he passed by Nanao’s room only to find it empty with no signs of his lieutenant.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, he continued on to his own room not acknowledging the implications nor the slight churning that filled him. Shaking his head he wondered what he wanted with his mild mannered lieutenant. She was too passive, too calm. He wasn’t, he needed a wild cat in the bedroom. He needed passion not the quiet sarcasm his lieutenant gave him at every turn. If she had found satisfaction somewhere then who was he to deny it to her? But even as he reasoned with himself it didn’t dispel the irritated anger that loomed in his mind.

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“AHHHH ‘KAKU!” Nanao gasped as she convulsed as he emptied himself again into her. They had screwed four more times before Nanao collapsed on his bed. She had lost count how many times he had made her come but she knew he had thoroughly enjoyed her.

Ikkaku buried himself into her body once more as he filled her with what he had to give, before falling forward as well. Throwing his heavy shoulders to the side he lay panting next to her, a sheen of sweat prominent on both their bodies.

“That was amazing Ikkaku” Nanao whispered drowsily causing him to grin even as his eyes threatened to close and the 11th Division third seat yanked the covers over himself before turning to sleep, letting Nanao press against his back. She didn’t cuddle or wrap herself around him and for that he was grateful but he didn’t mind her sleeping against him. Soon enough, he drifted to sleep as Nanao’s soft breathing filled the room.

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Across Soul Society, a certain captain sat at his window in a black mood, the night stretching on as still she didn’t return. He couldn’t understand his anger, it made no sense. She was too docile, too soft for his tastes. He couldn’t be with her if he couldn’t satisfy her and likewise. So why did it piss him off so much to know that Nanao was probably making love to someone, probably having long, soft slow sex with some man right now as he sat in his darkened room. He had tried to sleep but he just couldn’t shake her out of his mind, couldn’t shake the images of her face contorted with pleasure out of his thoughts.

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What's going to happen? is this mysterious madman going to kill everyone? Is Nanao going to fall for Ikkaku? Will Ikkaku even have her? And what about Isane? Review and read what happens!