Like a Tiger Treading on the Flowers

And for the moment you have all been waiting for…drum roll please… a one shot in the same verse as “Possession.” (Which is chapter 7-9 of this collection) You know the scene where Kenpachi thinks back on when he tied Ichigo up and fucked him with the handle of his sword? Oh yeah, that’s right. This is that scene. You know you want to read it.

WARNINGS!!! This will seriously push the barrier of your comfort zone, not for the faint of heart. Ichigo is getting a safe word so don’t worry about consent though. NO UNDERAGE READERS!!!

Sword Play: Part 1/1

“Have I ever done anything to you that you haven’t wanted?” I asked Ichigo innocently, holding up the reiatsu-suppressing ropes.

“Yes.” He bit back, crossing his arms over his chest and looking so adorable.

Okay, so maybe that was true. I certainly did like it rough. But I never did any permanent damage. So what was the big deal?

“I’ll use lube.” Ah, the magic words. He glanced at me uncertainly, worrying his lower lip in between his teeth.

“Okay…but we use a safe word!” Ichigo still looked hesitant, but I knew I would convince him.

“Deal.” I grunted and dragged him to me in a kiss. I never tired of his taste or the way his body flexed against mine as he eagerly returned it.

“Muffins.”

“You hungry?” I asked in confusion, upset at the thought of my plans being thwarted.

“No.” He scowled and hit my arm. “The safe word.”

“Oh. Okay.” I’ll definitely remember that. I prided myself in knowing my Strawberry’s limits, and tried not to push him so hard that he had to use a safe word. There were some times occasionally when I forgot myself, but they were few and far between. “Take off your clothes and lie down.” Even when he wasn’t trying, Ichigo was sexy. He let his kimono slip from his shoulders delicately, slowly revealing his scarred, beautiful flesh to my eyes. His hakama was next, making me swallow and clench my hands around the rope.

“On your back.” I instructed. “Hands above your head.” I considered making him lie on his stomach, but I liked watching his face too much. He willingly complied, painting a seductive picture as he gazed at me through lidded eyes. I tied his hand, taking my time and brushing my hands over his soft skin. His brown eyes looked up at me, unblinking. I kissed him again, rubbing my thumb across his throat softly before pulling away regretfully.

I poured the lube over my fingers and brought them to my Ichi’s entrance, teasing the pucker as I watched his eye lids flutter shut in pleasure and his erection twitch. I pushed two of my fingers in, wriggling them around and shoving a third in immediately. His hips bucked and he squirmed deliciously, spreading his legs apart at the familiar pain.

“There’s a lot more to come.” I said with a grunt and pressed the fourth finger in. He hissed, furrowing his eyebrows and shifting in discomfort. We weren’t doing anything new so far, but I didn’t normally use four fingers to prepare him. If he knew what I was planning he probably would scream his safe word, but I was hoping that if I worked him up to it slowly he would let me.

Slipping my fingers out, I stood and walked over to the bag I had brought in earlier. Ichigo strained to see what I was doing, but I just brought it to the bed and pulled out a dildo, eight inches long and two and a half inches in diameter. I quickly lubed it up and pressed it into his rectum, watching with glee as he clenched his teeth and threw back his head.

“Not as big as you’re use to…but a lot solider.” I pushed it in all the way carefully. What I said was true. I had used dildos on him before, but they were soft and bendable, but this one was solid, made of wood. It would hopefully prepare him for what was to come. I built up a steady pace, occasionally pinching the base of his cock to make sure he wouldn’t come. When I was sure he was far enough gone in pleasure I pulled it out and dropped it beside the bed.

Making sure his eyes were closed, I brought my sword onto the bed and unwrapped the handle, running my hand over the smoothness before pouring a large amount of lube onto it and smearing it over it.

“Kenpachi?” He opened his eyes curiously and was looking very nervously at the sword.

“Sh…” I hushed his protest and pumped his erection. He made a gurgling noise and lifted his hips into the touch. I grinned in glee and shifted the sword into position.

I slid the handle into him slowly. He trembled and bit his lip, letting out a groan that I knew was in pain. I pushed in a little too fast and he winced, giving a soft whimper. I paused, waiting for him to relax before pressing in again. He gave a soft cry, arching his neck as it continued to press in. It was minutes before the diamond-shaped hilt sat against his skin, the handle firmly seated inside of him. He drew up his knees, whining as they wouldn’t go up any further and flinching as it stretched his muscles.

“Ken…Kenpachi…” He pleaded. I bent over and kissed him, moving my hand on his erection. “I…I don’t feel good…”

“Hurts too much?” I asked, kissing his temple and continuing to pump his penis.

“I feel…nauseous…” He said and his stomach muscles contracted at his words.

“You remember your word?” His orange head nodded. “Tell me it again.”

“Muffins.” He mumbled.

“Say it if you want to stop.”

“Kay…” Ichi really was too cute.

I moved it out of him slowly, firmly gripping the hilt and watching his face that displayed a myriad of emotions. Lust, pain, fear, pleasure… It made me so aware of my own aching erection that it almost hurt. But I could wait.

The handle was moving in and out of him carefully and Ichi was slowly getting used to it. His thighs trembled as I pushed him past his limits and moved faster, his lubed passage making sucking noises as it pistoned fluidly in him. His feet planted firmly on the mattress and he thrust his hips up, screaming my name as white fluid shot across his stomach and my hand. He collapsed bonelessly, his knees falling apart. I moved my other hand faster. He gasped for breath, his hips twitching.

“Wa-wait, Kenpachi…” He frowned and his hands tugged at his binds. “You gotta stop now, that really hurts.” No safe word. I kept going, lifting the leg closest to me up and rubbing my cloth covered erection against it. “It really hurts, stop! I’m serious!” I noticed that it was picking up a red tinge now, mixed with the lube. “Muffins! Muffins, please!” I stopped my movements and frowned, glancing at his teary face.

I started pulling it out but he moaned. “No! Don’t move.” I stayed still, feeling slightly guilty and still very horny. I bent over and kissed his temple.

“I’m taking it out.” I didn’t give a second to think before I removed it, feeling my dick twitch as his hole twitched, gaping and open. I spread his legs as far apart as the bindings would allow and positioned myself at his entrance. Ichigo cried out and threw back his head as I entered him, moving in and out as his body quivered.

“Kenpachi!” Ichigo made a keening sound and twisted his body. “You…you…”

“Me.” I nipped at his neck and worked my hand over his reawakened erection. I had to make sure he felt pleasure with the pain or he would use the safe word again. He was still tight, but a little loose and slick still from the sword handle. He came for the second time that night, his body convulsing around my dick as I gave a few more sharp thrusts and than filled him with my seed.

He twitched slightly as I pulled out of him. I gently undid the bonds and smiled smugly as he sighed and rubbed at his wrists. I could see a mixture of come, blood and lube dripping out of his hole and my cock gave a twitch in interest. So he wouldn’t know what I was thinking I gently petted his hair and pressed kisses to his face while I flipped him onto his stomach.

He opened his eyes blearily in confusion but I just gently rubbed his back as I stared down at his entrance. Shit…it was such a fucking turn on to know that I had fucked him with my Zanpakuto. It made me hard just thinking about it. With that thought I lifted his hips up and shoved a pillow underneath him so he would be more comfortable.

“Kenpachi?” Ichigo asked hesitantly as I nudged his legs apart. “What are you- AGH!” He shouted as I thrust into him again. Shit, still so fucking tight. It’s a damn good thing he can heal. “Not again-NGH!!!” I held onto his hips tightly as I rocked in and out of him. His hands came up and desperately clawed at the head board as he tried to find away to ground himself against the pain and pleasure. “It hurts you bastard!”

I growled and bent over him, licking his ear and worming my hand in between him and the pillow to pump his erection. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Ichigo.” I whispered into his ear. “I want to fuck you all day and all night. I want to fuck you until my cum spills out of that pretty mouth of yours and you feel my cock in you even when we’re apart. I want to rip you open until your blood stains my dick and I’m the only thing you can think about.”

“KENPACHI!!!” For the third time this night his body shuttered, jolting at the pleasure as I milked him dry. He made a little mewling sound as I jerked into him and spent myself into his hole once more. “You sick, sick bastard!” I was surprised he had enough energy to hit me. Eh, not really.

I pulled out of him again, spreading his cheeks apart curiously to stare at his raw, red entrance. He reached a hand back to try and bat me away but that was the extent of his ability to protest as it fell against the mattress and he brought it up to curl against his mouth. I grabbed my sword again, grinning as his thighs trembled. I was careful, I’m not that evil. I slid it in again slowly as he cried out and tensed.

“Easy.” I crooned to him softly with reassurances as I moved it in and out. His poor, abused cock- which I am sure was almost dry now- twitched and he gritted his teeth. I nipped one of his creamy thighs and grabbed my own hardened penis to jerk myself off as I moved it in and out of him.

It didn’t take him long to come again. He shivered as I left the sword inside of him and tugged at myself until I came in spurts all over my sword and that gorgeous ass of his. When I slid it out of him he barely even twitched, his body curled up as I cleaned him up and pulled him against my chest.

We really gotta do this again sometime.

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