Crush: Uke Ichigo Collection

Pairing: Nnoitra x Ichigo

Summary: Okay, there is just something so incredibly hot about Nnoitra having six arms…so I am doing this one shot based around him fucking Ichigo in his release form. The title means six arms. Hehe, Ichigo’s reaction to Nnoitra’s arm in the anime was so cute!

Ichigo- “He’s got…more arms.” ::Stares with an uke-ish expression:: “Is that even possible!?”

Is it just me, or does Ichigo look even more uke-like recently? Beta’d by d3m0nang3l1106- thanks!!!

WARNINGS!!! Just the usual. The sex is CONSENSUAL so no worries!

19 Roku Heiki

Ichigo’s POV

As Kenpachi fell by Nnoitra’s blade, I felt a hint of despair grip me. Orohime had healed me, but I still wasn’t up to Nnoitra’s level. When Ulquiorra came and snagged her, taking her back to her room, I ran at him in protest with my sword drawn.

Then Nnoitra was there, slamming one of his many fists into my stomach and knocking the breath out of me. His hands- so many of them- lifted me onto his multi-jointed shoulder as I gasped for air.

“You take care of your pet; I’ll take care of mine.” Nnoitra drawled to the fourth espada, making me flinch and attempt to get away from him. But fuck, even when he wasn’t in his released state I was no match for him, but now that he was…I was fucking helpless. Then dizziness hit my stomach and I had to fight the urge to vomit as he sonido-ed to somewhere…his room? He threw me onto the bed and dropped his six weapons, stretching his arms out to the side as he smirked down at me.

“What are you do-”

He started taking off his clothes.

“Oi! I’m still here!”

“Tch, yur such a dumb ass.” I really tried not to look at his strong, wiry body, but I was appreciative of attractiveness even in the male form. And then he let his hakama drop to the floor and I was suddenly treated to an eyeful of his very erect cock.

I gaped for a second, feeling as though something rather large was caught in my throat before I managed to get one word out. “Pervert!”

I tried to scramble across the bed and away from the apparently horny espada, but a strong hand grabbed my leg and yanked me back. “Let go, you-”

This time I was cut off by his mouth slamming onto mine. Ouch! I tried to push him off but one pair of hands grabbed a hold of mine and pinned them above my head. The two other sets started yanking off my clothes, making it impossible for me to escape or fight back.

And oh shit, with four hands caressing my body, it felt really good. Two of them grabbed my legs and lifted them to my chest while another stroked my erection and a fourth one lifted to my mouth. “Suck.” He commanded and pushed his fingers into my mouth. I sucked on them, groaning as the grip he had on my legs and wrists tightened. They were weird, hard and more claw-like than anything else. “Good, pet.” He growled huskily and tugged them away. My legs were spread even wider apart and then the fingers I had just gotten wet were pushing inside of me.

“Ah!” I squirmed in his many-handed grip, tensing up at the unusual pain as two fingers spread themselves inside of me. Despite his rough demeanor, I could tell he was being careful with his less-than-human fingers so he wouldn’t rip me open. But it still hurt.

I looked up at him, breathing harshly as our eyes met. I could see every detail of his face, the yellow coloring splashed under his eye and across his forehead, his fanged mask and hollow hole, where his horns met his head…and that expression he wore as his fingers pushed down against my prostate. I couldn’t help but cry out in pleasure, tossing my head back and releasing a keening wail.

“Ya certainly are a needy little thing.” He purred, without letting up his assault on that certain spot inside of me. “Ya just scream virgin.”

Without thinking, I lifted my head and kissed him, smashing our lips together. He seemed surprised for a second, and then kissed back with vigor. Our tongue tangled together and I groaned, arching my neck and trying to get closer to him but unable to because he was still holding me down. His fingers slipped out of me and then the hands that were holding my legs up to my chest spread them even farther apart until I actually whimpered a little in discomfort.

“Hold on pet.” His voice was slightly raspy and actually it seemed to make my erection pulse in delight. And then he was guiding something into me, much larger than his fingers.

“Agh! It hurts…” I cried, desperately trying to free my arms and legs from his grip, but not even getting them to budge. “Nnoitra, it hurts!” I pleaded with him, looking up at the face that was gazing down at me tensely.

“Relax.” He ordered, one of his hands coming up to stroke the side of my face and another gently teasing my erection.

“Please, it really hurts.” I whined, arching my back as he growled.

“I said relax!” It seemed to take forever for his long length to be all the way inside of me. I felt something tear within me and I cried out, feeling tears of pain trickle down my face. He seemed to hesitate for a second, and then the hands that were pinning my hands above my head moved and slipped underneath my body to pull me against him. “Yur too tense. It’ll get better if ya just relax and breathe ya idiot.”

I moved my now free, trembling hands to his shoulder, wary of the spikes jutting upwards. I tried to focus on my breathing and found myself squirming to try and find a way to ease the throbbing ache inside of me. Nnoitra inhaled sharply and tensed, his fingers digging into my legs uncomfortably.

“Don’t move.” His words were slightly strangled and I realized that he was fighting to hold himself back.

“It- it’s okay now.” I lied. “You can move.”

“Tch.” He kissed my neck and lightly nipped the skin there. “If I damage ya, ya won’t want to have sex with me again.”

I felt like I was being babied, but when he didn’t just start fucking me with no care for my comfort, an odd sensation of love and care welled in my gut and I yanked his head to mine and kissed him. We pulled away, panting for breath. “Move.” I demanded and purposefully clenched around him. He hissed and jerked his hips forward, making me jolt and clench my teeth.

His thumbs brushed across my lips and he kissed me again, gentler this time. He finally moved, pulling out of me and thrusting back in sharply. My cry was muffled by his mouth and he continued to hold me close. The pain lingered, but I found myself yearning for it as he continuously hit my prostate and sent pleasure shivering through my veins.

“Ya like that?” He asked smugly, his grin wide as he stared down at me. “Can ya take it?”

I scowled up at him, “Is that all you’ve got?”

His eyes narrowed and then he started to move even faster, each thrust so powerful I thought my hips were going to bruise, if not shatter. I screamed, fisting the sheets and tossing my head back.

“Ichigo.” The way he said my name made my entire body tremble with need and want. “I’m the only one that can make you feel like this.” He growled, his many hands holding and caressing my body. “No one else, not that big-breasted bitch or that fucking captain Kenpachi.”

I couldn’t hold back my laughter at that statement, and instantly regretted it when Nnoitra pulled all the way out of me and slammed back in, ferociously. “Nnoitra, there’s nothing between me and Kenpachi!” I explained between gasps for breath.

“Then why did he save your life?” He growled and redoubled his efforts to split me in two.

“Would you prefer I had died?” I asked curiously in between grunts.

“No.” He grunted and jerked my hips towards him at the same time he slammed his own forward.

I yelped and bit down on his shoulder to muffle the noise. He hissed angrily in response and yanked my head away, baring my neck for his own teeth to dig into. I tensed and squirmed as pleasure seemed to shoot through my neck and straight to my groin. His chuckles vibrated against my throat and made me shiver in want.

“Pet.” He said it again, the possessive tone turning me on even more. My erection twitched and he finally deemed it important enough to give attention to, lightly brushing his fingers against it while he continued to move my hips to meet his thrusts. And fuck, one hand was playing with my balls, squeezing almost to the point of pain.

Shit, I was coming, unable to stop myself from breathing his name as I spurted in between our bodies. His hand was still holding my erection, even after I had gone limp and the touch was almost torture. His thrusts moved in and out of me faster and his sharp inhalation told me he was close as well. I was so out of it that only his slowing movements inside of me were an indication he had come as well.

All of his hands were stroking me, a few cleaning me after he pulled out. The throbbing pain in my lower back told me exactly how much I was going to regret this in the morning, but for now it was slightly blissful to just lay there and be taken care of. I cracked one of my eyes open when I felt all but two of his hands disappear and saw him in his normal form once more. He was grinning smugly in a way that made me want to hit him, but I didn’t have enough energy.

“Aren’t ya happy? Ya get to stay here where that broad ya were trying to rescue is at.” His grin widened. “And ya get to be fucked by me.”

“Tch.” I scowled and rolled over but my effort was thwarted when he pulled me snug against his chest and licked my ear.

“We’ll have lots and lots of sex.” He practically sing-songed the words, smirk growing as I blushed and turned my head away.

That actually sounded kind of nice.

I was so fucked.

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I’m going to have more time to work on this soon since my Beauty and the Beast story is almost done. Hope you all liked it!

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