What She Needs

Chapter three for all of you wonderful people who review! I love reviews and by default my reviewers lol =^_^=
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The sun peaked over Soul Society as Nanao awoke with a start. Slightly disoriented, she listened to Ikkaku’s deep breathing as she glanced at the time of day. It was still early enough that duties hadn’t started yet so she had enough time to shower and get back to her barracks. Ikkaku lay sprawled on his back, his arm loosely thrown to the side. With bad bed manners, his arm lay carelessly propped on Nanao’s curving waist. Slipping out from next to the passed out Ikkaku, she glanced back at him as he spoke.

“Leaving so soon?” his voice was deep with sleep as he cracked an eye open to watch her.

“Yes I have to get back to my squad.” She told him as she pulled her uniform around her dismayed at the destroyed belt. “Take mine” he nodded to his own belt that lay on a dresser against the far wall.

“When will you come back?” he asked her as his voice lost a little of that sleep rasp. Turning with his belt in hand she looked to him with a blush across her nose. “Tonight…if you want me too.”

“Course I do.” He told her with a grin blatantly raking his eyes across her chest. “You’re hot makes me want to do it again, you wanna do it again before you go?” He asked her standing up to yank her into his arms again ignoring whatever she was about to say.

He immediately yanked her top open and grabbed her breast in his hand rubbing it strongly before moving in to kiss her. His kiss was hot and demanding, just as fast as his fucks, nothing but tongues and mounting passion as his other hand moved down into her loose hakama pants to press between her legs. Rubbing between her folds he toyed with her skin, rubbing it and caressing it before flicking it harshly, enticing her flesh the moisten.

He felt her moan into his mouth as he touched her, feeling the wetness grow against his hand. Grinning into her mouth, he tugged her pants so that they fell as he turned her and pushed her against the bed. Landing on her hands at the edge of the bed with her feet braced apart on the floor she felt Ikkaku move up behind her as his hands roughly angled her hips better.

Nanao arched her back downwards as she looked over her shoulder with heavy lidded dark eyes gasping as he shoved into her, hard. Hilting fast he dragged his hips back before pitching them forward again as he gripped her in his hands. He pulled her back against him grinding his hips into her, leaving deep bruises in her waist even as she moaned loudly, pleasure burning through her, igniting and increasing with every pitch of his hips.

Pushing into her body, Ikkaku groaned huskily as she squeezed around him, her body was tense as she pushed back onto him desperate for the finish. Moving faster, Ikkaku was slamming his hips into her again and again as he felt the familiar tightening in his groin. Reaching one hand around their surging hips he fingered her swollen clit as she arched into his touch gritting her teeth against the scream that wanted to be let out. Before long she convulsed around him again as she cried down towards the bed as the rush of sensations overwhelmed her. Behind her, Ikkaku pumped into her again before shoving his hips in as deep as he could. Nanao moaned raggedly as she felt him come within her, felt his shaft twitch deep inside her body as they both fell down over the bed.

“Now I really have to go” she panted lazily as she moved to get up.

“Are you sure? We could go at it one more time…” he grinned as he watched her slip on her uniform. Smiling flirtatiously at him, she re-clipped her hair and belted her uniform. She had to wrap the belt twice around her own waist before it was short enough to tie off.

Putting on her sandals she slipped out the door into the twilight dawn, the deep purple seemed to bleed into blue as the sun rose up into the sky. Taking to the rooftops she smiled in satisfaction, he had been worth everything. The man was amazing in bed, he had made her come so many times she thought she might have passed out because of it. He had been as good as she had hoped even if it wasn‘t Captain Zaraki Kenpachi, Ikkaku had turned out to be exactly what she needed.

Sighing happily, Nanao swung down from the roof to land at the lieutenants women’s bathhouse. Slipping inside she took a fast shower eager to get to her bed for at least another 10 minutes of sleep. Using his belt again she grinned, it almost seemed as if she had a lover.

Wait was he her lover? Ikkaku Madarame, Third Seat of the 11th Division wanted her in his bed and she wanted to be there so that made them lovers right? Or was it sex partners? Friends with benefits? Who knew what to call this.

Maybe they would break it off soon or maybe it would last a while but while it did she would take her pleasure and give him his as much as she could. She smiled to herself again before heading back to her division. Slipping silently passed the gate, she headed down the hall passed the office before slipping inside her room, a satisfied smile on her face even as she tried not to blush.

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Unbeknownst to her, her captain sat fuming with an anger that could change everything between them.

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The sun rose fully over Soul Society as captains, lieutenants and their squads rose to work, filing papers, filling out reports, saving souls, killing hollows the usual. In the 8th Division it was much the same as always. Except for the strange sight of Captain Shunsui Kyoraku sitting at his desk bright and early. The sight was so jarring that the whole squad was wondering who this man was and what he had done to their usually shiftless and lazy dreamer of a captain as they passed repeatedly by the door just to make sure it wasn't a mass hallucination. Kyoraku had actually given up on sleep and had started on the day’s paperwork letting the reports take his attention not wanting to let his mind wander anymore since it seemed inevitably drawn to anything concerning his pretty lieutenant and her current absence from the office.

It didn’t take her long though and soon Nanao awoke and started freshening up before she gasped as she realized she had over slept slightly. Promptly dressing in her regular uniform, she threw her hair up and hurried into the office. Seeing her captain she smiled airily “Good morning taicho” and moved to her desk as he eyed her difference in attitude unhappily. “Good Morning Nanao-san” he spoke coolly watching as she sat behind her desk without noticing, too lost in memories as her body protested wonderfully.

Smiling to herself, she began working on reports oblivious to her captain and his internal turmoil. He worked on his own papers as he fought with his desire to look at her. He knew instinctively that looking would probably irritate him more but he wanted so badly to look at her, see if she really did have sex all night long. For some perverse reason he had to know, he needed to know or it was going to drive him crazy. Hearing her sigh lightly, he stared down at his paperwork with all his strength, refusing to look up.

Nanao was daydreaming, there was no other word for it, her usually punctual and efficient paperwork skills were AWOL as she kept remembering last night and then thinking about tonight. Somewhere in there a thought interrupted her just-got-laid mentality.

What if Kyoraku-taicho was like Ikkaku, what if he was rough and demanding like him? The thought wasn’t unusual and it made her smile wistfully and shiver with the beginnings of desire, for ultimately that was what she wanted. She loved her captain, she knew she did but he just wasn’t that way. He wasn’t rough, wasn’t commanding. He was gentle and loving and she would be smothered in it. She knew that would happen, it would be sweet and soft with him and that could never satisfy her. They would be together for a little while, maybe if she didn’t scare him off first. Sighing again she pushed him out of her mind, she knew it would never work between her and her captain, at least she had Ikkaku for a little while. She knew she couldn’t change him but it never hurt anyone to dream or fantasize.

Hearing her sigh again, he couldn’t stop himself, he looked up. The captain let his dark eyes travel the length of her pale face, before moving down her neck. He didn’t see anything until she shifted, letting her uniform sleeve slip down slightly barely revealing the light pink beginnings of a mark. It was almost completely covered but it filled his mind with images of her beneath some man, her head thrown back and some stranger’s mouth on her neck, on her skin. Some other man’s hands on her body, some hands cupping her breasts and moving over her hips.

Standing abruptly, he left the room slamming the door open leaving Nanao blinking behind him. Stomping down the hallway the captain argued with himself Don’t be so stupid even if you want her will you be gentle every time? Relationships aren’t one-sided she can’t pleasure me. She needs love making not fucking, I can’t give her that not every time not even most of the time. She can’t handle me, what right do I have to take her from what she’s found. The intensity of the emotions tumbling within his head would have made him pause, even analyze them if he wasn’t so single mindedly arguing with himself.

Shunsui walked and walked and eventually found himself up on a high bluff, settling himself below a large tree he pulled his pipe out and began to calm down. She’s your lieutenant, even if you could be gentle every time it would be bad for your work relationship. He nodded to himself trying to force himself to agree and accept it as he emptied his mind of everything, breathing slowly he let the clouds fill his mind.

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Matsumoto Rangiku sighed softly as she walked through the 10th Division gardens. She had today off since it was the anniversary of one of the worst days of her life.

Gin She looked off into the sky, melancholy marring her features. She had loved him for so long that his rejection had almost destroyed her. His denial had broken her heart into so many pieces that she doubted she could ever love again. Over time the pain had lessened but it didn’t matter, she would never love anyone again. She would never give another man that much power over her. Sex was just fine but she didn’t even want that anymore, she hadn’t, not for a long time. With Gin she had thought that it had been love between them not sex even though they had done it a few times, he always got off fast. There was a slight building of pressure that her romance books had spoken of, but she never experienced that rush of passionate climax just a slow pressure. She strongly believed the authors had made it up since she had never had one. But that singular love had meant so much and had hurt so much that as far as she was concerned love could take a flying jump off a cliff.

It had been almost a year since Gin had disappeared with Aizen and Tousen, the Hogyoku had yet to awaken so Soul Society just kept up with the preparations waiting for the winter deadline. The Arrancar were laying low but the Hollows continued as usual and with them the Shinigami’s jobs as well.

Rangiku sighed, she knew after so long she should move on but who could possibly take his place? Did anyone have to take his place? Renji was head over heels for Rukia, Hisagi had always expressed interest for a roll in the hay but that’s all, Kira…nope he was just not on the list. Of her friends Ukitake-taicho and Kyoraku-taicho were just not options.

I could try Hisagi. The idea seemed appealing but then again, it probably wouldn’t fly. Hisagi was never known for handling relationships well and it was rumored that he swung both ways so he preferred to not tie himself down in a relationship he wasn’t completely into.

Breathing deeply, Matsumoto sighed as a fresh wind blew around her Let go Ran just let it go

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“Taicho!” A strawberry blond bubbled as she bounced into the office “I want to work today” she smiled as Hitsugaya Toshiro, 10th Division captain gaped at her.

“You’re sure? You remember what today is? Right?” he asked her calmly watching her closely “Yes I remember” she answered him seriously gazing into his eyes she let him read her resolve for himself. She would not be Gin’s reject forever. She didn’t have to love anyone, no one needed love to survive, nor needed love to have sex. So she just wouldn’t love at all, simple as that.

Smiling at her, Hitsugaya motioned Matsumoto over and gave her a hug, a strong hug before he handed her some papers. Smiling into the embrace, she took the reports before moving to her desk “Thanks taicho” she spoke quietly, those two words conveying her gratitude for his unwavering support.

“Bah! I want those reports done by tonight Matsumoto” he told her with a grin as she huffed unhappily at him. Sitting at her desk she mulled over the first report but her lazy mind went right out the window as a parade of the guys started through her thoughts.

Renji is cute but scratch that he’s completely infatuated with Rukia, I hope she comes to her senses and kisses the poor guy. He’ll probably have a heart attack… she grinned Yamamoto-ew and Chojiro is just an ol’ stuffed shirt.

Omaeda is gross and Kuchiki-taicho is completely and totally out of my league plus he has a stick so far up his ass it probably messes with his brain. She giggled quietly Komamura-fur-no way and Iba’s a momma’s boy, sooooo not my thing, Hitsugaya…na he’s like my little brother…Mayuri…shudder. Oh dear who did I forge--- Ah Zaraki….hmmmm…now there is a possibility I wonder if he’s good in bed? I know Hisagi’s good or at least that’s what everyone says. She mulled over them Ikkaku’s not so bad but Yumichika’s got to be gay so no go, but….

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Outside of 10th Division, Rukia Kuchiki passed through the gates with a message in hand as her reiatsu was still recovering. Passing through the barracks she made her way towards the main office noticing the rather loud yell from a considerable distance.

“Matsumoto! Get to work!” Hitsugaya Toshiro yelled for the second time but she just grinned back at him.

“Ne taicho can I ask you a question?” She looked deceptively innocent. Shrugging he nodded at her. “Out of all the men that you know which one should I date?” Toshiro blinked then blinked again at the question.

“I’m serious, I was thinking Hisagi or Ikkaku maybe Zaraki but he might be hard---”

Toshiro’s left eye began to twitch “…Hi…sagi but doesn’t he like guys?”

“Not only guys, he likes girls too, I know he likes me.”

“How do you---never mind”

Outside Rukia grinned and laughed despite herself as she listened to the two talk.

His green eye twitched again “Ikkaku won’t be serious even if you do date him, he just likes your breasts”

“Taicho! You said breasts!” Matsumoto giggled as he blushed three shades of red “Shut up!”

“Anyway that’s probably true but all the ladies like him so that has to count for something and Zar---”

“NO! no no Kenpachi’s not a good plan, he’s a violent man who’ll---”

“Aw taicho I don’t think he’s that bad I mean I know, I’ve heard the rumors but do you believe all the rumors about me? I know I don’t sleep with half of Soul Society.” She defended herself and Zaraki Kenpachi as well which surprised her almost as much as it surprised her captain.

Just about to knock, Rukia froze as she heard Hitsugaya-taicho’s next words.

“But why don’t you date Renji?” He threw out randomly floundering in this topic of conversation. This was so not what he signed up for.

Why not Renji? Rukia’s heart began to beat faster as she listened no no…I lo…..

“Taicho…” This was it, Matsumoto was going to pursue him but…I love….him

Matsumoto looked at her captain with disbelief, “Renji’s so in love with Rukia that is she ever kisses him I think he’ll have a heart attack.”

Wh----what? “Renji’s so in love with Rukia that is she ever kisses him I think he’ll have a heart attack.”

“Renji’s so in love with Rukia that is she ever kisses him I think he’ll have a heart attack.”

Rukia blinked as she dropped the message in the Division’s box and disappeared, she had to think…had to…had to think….

He was?

“Renji’s so in love with Rukia that is she ever kisses him I think he’ll have a heart attack.”

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Rukia dashed from the 10th Division barracks as fast as she could, running until she skidded to a halt in an old and small training ground deep within the 13th Division. This training ground had been hers and Kaien’s. He had brought her here to train, to relax, or to knock some sense into her, it had always been their place. And even after so long, it stayed that way, a comforting presence all around her. Collapsing under a tree she replayed Matsumoto’s words again.

“Renji’s so in love with Rukia that is she ever kisses him I think he’ll have a heart attack.”

Was that true? Did he really lo…..lo….ve her?

Rukia had been so close to him they were almost one of a kind. He was her dearest friend, sometimes a brother, sometimes a teacher. But he had always been there for her. Of course she was attracted to him but she didn’t kid herself. What would he want with a small breasted, tiny woman like herself?

Didn’t he like busty, curvy women? Like Matsumoto? Or Orihime? I didn’t think he could ever be attracted to me

“Renji’s so in love with Rukia that is she ever kisses him I think he’ll have a heart attack.”

Unwillingly, the comment made her smile Would he? I need a drink. she muttered, first she would finish her errands, then tonight she was going to join the regular drinking circles. Probably with Kyoraku-taicho, Kira, Matsumoto, Ikkaku and maybe even Renji would show up.

In light of what she had heard just thinking about the redhead made her blush as all sorts of improper thoughts flowed into her mind. All her daydreams and old fantasies coming to life in her head. Innocent though she was, Rukia’s fantasies were almost laughable at how naïve they were but they still made her heart beat faster. Just thinking about kissing him, Rukia swallowed as her face flushed completely.

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Night fell around Soul Society as offices closed for the day and shinigami went about their own business and invariably drinking circles started up. Tonight the drinking would be at Matsumoto’s since it was her turn but everyone brought Sake so it didn’t really matter where it was. Rukia grabbed a couple of Sake bottles and made her way over to Matsumoto’s. Arriving a little later she entered the main room to a bunch of drunken cheers as she noticed Kira, Hisagi and Matsumoto.

Sighing both in relief and disappointment as she realized Renji wasn’t there but no matter, after the revelation she had had that day she need a drink. So drink she did.

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Isane sighed unhappily as the model of the human body she was building collapsed again. She had been at it the whole day. Unohana-taicho she huffed, this training exercise was frustrating her beyond belief. The point was to hold all the bones in place with her reiatsu then subsequently control the miniature organs to keep the human model alive. It was simply practice but it was hard. The pretty lieutenant impatiently brushed her hair beads out of her way as she tried again. Night was growing late around Soul Society but Isane didn’t care, she was going to hold this skeleton together even if it took her all night.

Demented, wide eyes stared unblinkingly at her body, tracing her skin...images of blood on her pale face making him shiver with anticipation.

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Nanao decided she had waited long enough before changing her uniform into the tighter one she had. Loosening it up she let her cleavage show as she turned to leave, Ikkaku’s belt carelessly sitting on her bed. Wanting to get to him again, she left her room quickly pulling the door shut but it bounced off the frame and stood slightly ajar as she leapt up onto the rooftops and over towards her new partner, too much in a hurry to notice her door.

Behind her, Kyoraku heard her leave again as he stepped out of his room to join a drinking circle but Nanao’s quick disappearance irritated him as he assumed she was going to her man somewhere. His eyes narrowed as he walked down the hall passing her room. Eyeing it, he noticed the door ajar and unable to help himself, he pushed it open wider to slip inside.

Lighting a lamp he glanced around seeing her discarded uniform lying on her bed but other then that it looked just like her room did every other day of the week. Moving closer, he ran a hand lightly over the uniform loosely tracing it.

Why did you come in here? I don’t know? Why? Why am I here?

But he just continued to finger her clothes, running his hand over her belt. Gazing at it he saw that it was clearly too large for her lean frame. With that realization, anger bolted through his belly again, burning low as he let his hand flip the edge over to see the division insignia.

11th Division.

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“So I said to ‘im, I said” Hisagi swayed drunkenly as he slurred “I said jus’ pull the stic..k out o’ your asssss and hit ‘im with it.” He burst out laughing as Kira joined in. The alcohol had quickly made its rounds and everyone was flushed drunk. Some worse off then others, Rukia noted fuzzily as Matsumoto lay passed out on the floor while Hisagi and Kira continued knocking them back, occasionally encouraging Rukia to do the same. The petite brunette was swaying in place as alcohol surged through her system. She had never drunk so much in her life but it felt good, liberating.

Across from the drunken party, Nanao landed at the 11th Division barracks just as the door open and Ikkaku pulled her inside. He neatly yanked her top open as he let his fingers squeeze and tweak her breasts quickly. His hand was harsh as he sought pleasure for himself, his other fingers pushing into her pants with the same fast efficiency. He didn’t waste much time as he moved into the folds between her legs, testing her readiness. She was wet but not nearly enough so he let his hands fondle her, rubbing against her clit. He made her squirm and moan against him before yanking his and her pants down. Turning her around, Ikkaku bent her forward as he pumped his fingers into her.

Nanao had her hands braced against the door as she groaned gutturally. Her body bent in half as his rough hands were shoving into her from behind, forcing her wetness to move around, moistening the area before he moved himself and pushed his shaft into her. It was harder this time but Nanao didn’t care as she eagerly moved back on him taking him with a mixture of pain and pleasure. It hurt but it was heady, his force and control heightening her pleasure and making her gasp and pant as he moved within her.

He pistoned into her as he gripped her hips, yanking her back onto his length. It was hard and rough again taking her to her peak faster than ever before, his hands digging into her skin leaving more bruises that left no doubt as to what they were.

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“Hisagi you bastard! Started the drinking without me...” a familiar voice echoed into the room as Kira started laughing. “Not my fault your late, next time get here on time moron” Hisagi slurred drunkenly as Kira just laughed again, his vision was blurring but he didn’t really care everything was so damn funny.

Rukia flushed even more as Renji came into view. “Damn it” he muttered as he grabbed the nearest bottle and chugged it before downing another one, trying to make up for lost time. After finishing off his fourth bottle he looked around watching as Hisagi fell over completely knocked out. Chuckling he looked around again noticing Rukia.

“Hey drink with me!” He grinned as he dropped down next to her, Kira was swaying dangerously as he took one last swig and collapsed with a snore.

Rukia smirked as she swiped the bottle away from Renji and took a drink. Snatching it back from her, he finished it off. Rukia was drunk, completely and irrevocably intoxicated and that was probably the reason why she couldn’t stop watching the lieutenant, her dark eyes gazed at him, staring at his lips wrap around the bottle or flushing as his tongue slipped out to run along his lips. She was staring and some distant part of her mind knew she should stop but she couldn’t. Couldn’t stop wanting the firm hand that held the bottle to touch her, anywhere, somewhere.

“Ahhhhh!” Renji smacked as a gentle buzz filled him nicely, six sake bottles was nothing and he needed to loosen up so he grabbed another before grinning cockily at Rukia.

“I bet ya I can drink this faster than you can” he goaded her as he tossed a bottle towards her.

“C…..an no…..t…tt” she spoke slowly, her cheeks a heavy shade of pink as she pulled the bottle to her lips downing it before Renji grabbed his.

“No fair! Again!” He challenged her. Had he paid more attention he would have noticed that Rukia should not drink another anything but as it was he didn’t notice and they both downed two more sake bottles. The alcohol flooded her already drunk system as Rukia let it warm her up. Her whole body warming beneath her uniform uncomfortably. Tugging at her collar she loosened it up as she watched Renji drink from another bottle, the movements of his mouth and throat making parts low in her body ache, for what, she wasn’t sure.

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Rukia let the sake direct her as she rose up onto her knees and scooted closer to the redheaded lieutenant, closer until her knees were touching his folded legs as she tugged the bottle out of his hand.

“Ne…. Re.nj…..I” she slurred “I wanna know……” she pressed her delicate hand on his arm as she took a swig of her stolen sake. He turned to look at her before swallowing hard. Rukia’s face was less than a foot away from his own, her knees touching his thigh as she gazed up at him with heavy lidded, dilated eyes.

“Wanna know...what?” he asked determined to play it cool as he concentrated on not getting hard, the sake bottle in her hand resting in her lap.

“Do you………like….me?…..” She pressed her chest against his arm as she whispered, her breath ghosting against his neck. Pulling back she looked at him with intense cobalt eyes, a bright alcoholic flush darkening her face and staining her cheeks.

His eyes almost popped out of his face as a dark blush burned across his nose. She tugged at her collar some more, letting it gape, slightly revealing the small swells of her breasts. She shuffled closer to him as she braced her hands on his folded legs, bottle falling to the side, empty.

“Becau….se…I……lik…e…..yo….u…” She sighed against his face. Renji was almost as red as his hair as her words made his belly tightened, heat churning low in his groin. Moving slowly, Rukia crawled into his lap letting her legs wrap around his waist loosely. She sat facing him, her body almost flush against his as Renji sat there, frozen.

She’s drunk, oh my god, she’s drunk, she’s totally wasted and sitting on my lap. Oh my god, oh my god…

“Renji….” Rukia whispered as she stared into his eyes “I…..wanna…..ki….s…s….yo…..u” moving forward, she rocked over his groin to press her soft lips against his mouth delicately, barely a touch. The motion causing her hips to press down into his own deliciously and Renji almost died.

Rukia is, Rukia is kissing……no stop…..she’s drunk….she’s kissing…..me…..uggg she rocked over his hips again, putting pressure on his hardening shaft causing him to moan softly against her lips as he felt her still against him

Stop I have to sto…p…her…

Hearing his moan, Rukia stopped concerned “D…id…..I…hu…r.t….you?” she slurred as she asked him, her voice heavy and fogged with alcohol and the beginnings of lust.

“N..o…no it ….felt…good but we can’t…can’t do this. You’re drunk” he spoke strongly despite the need she was arousing in him. Experimentally rolling her hips against his groin again, it was she who moaned as her lips parted slightly.

“Re…..nji…” she looked at him, her dark eyes burning into his.

“wh…y….doe….s….it……f.e…..el…..s…o..goo….d….t..o…….d..o….th…is?” She asked huskily as she rubbed her throbbing center against the hardness she felt in his lap again. Renji gasped heavily as he was overloaded with Rukia. After so long wanting and being denied, having her against him rubbing her body on his was almost too much.

Why does it feel good?

“Ru…kia haven’t….you ever done thi…s…before?” He asked her biting back another moan as she pressed downwards again. Looking at him, she tried to focus on the fuzzy images of his face despite the haze of alcohol, giving up she shook her head.

“N….o…..but…..it…fe…..e.ls…..so….g….ood…..like…..a…a…pre…s.s…ure…Ren….ji….I….want…..wa…nt m…ore” she panted as she reached up to tug her top completely open. Huffing heatedly, Rukia fanned herself as her pert breasts showed between the gaping black material of her uniform. Her nipples were hard and pink as Renji hardened fully. His brain threatened to short circuit as he focused on her barely revealed chest even as his hands ached to touch her, to rub her breasts in his hands.

No stop stop STOP she’s totally drunk what kind of an asshole would take advantage of a girl like this. Taking a deep breath he reluctantly pulled her off him and belted her top closed. Watching her sway drunkenly, her eyes fluttering closed before she forced them open again.

“Rukia…..sleep” he murmured as she wavered, before passing out in his arms. Breathing heavily he took her back to her barracks. His body was so hot and tense that it took all the control he possessed not to ravish the woman in his arms. He wanted her so much but at least now he knew. She had told him, she had kissed him of course she was drunk but alcohol didn’t change the truth it just dropped inhibitions. Rukia wanted him! And by damn he would have her, he just had to wait for her to sober up.

Leaving for his own room, he sank down over his bed and palmed the hardness between his legs as he remembered the feel of her over him, the feel of her lips on his, the image of her breasts peaking from within her uniform, with so much stimulation it didn’t take long for him to finish.

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Isane shuffled out of the main office as she dragged her tired body home, that exercise had been torture and had sucked almost every ounce of her reiatsu out. She shuffled down the hall to slip into her room. Falling heavily on her bed, Isane slept deeply once again unaware of the intense eyes that watched her, waiting like a snake in the darkness.

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What will happen between Rukia and Renji? Will she remember her confession and accept him or will she hide behind her fears and uncertainty? How about Matsumoto will love ever find her? Ever help her out? Isane falls deeper and deeper into danger as she unwittingly trails a terrible creature, unaware of his sadistic and horror filled plans. Will Nanao find love in Ikkaku's arms or does fate have something else in store for her, and what of her captain.....?

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