Like a Tiger Treading on the Flowers

Summary: Ichigo likes Kenpachi, but he’s scared of Kenpachi’s penis. I just felt a serious need to write this when the most recent Bleach episode came out...the expression on Ichigo’s face right before Kenpachi broke Orohime’s healing barrier just screamed ‘fuck me.’

Just the usual warnings. No underage readers.

18 Scary

Kenpachi has a very scary penis. It’s monstrously large and an angry red color that reminds me of raw meat. Every time he pushes my head down over it, I gag as it hits the back of my throat and all I can think about is how scary it is.

I let him finger me, his mouth biting at my neck as he spreads me open and made me hurt and moan in ecstasy all at the same time. I can get that far. But then he starts pushing in and the absolute pain overwhelms me before he can even get the head in. The last time we tried to have sex I shredded his back with my nails and begged him to stop despite my pride.

Luckily he always stops, sighing and pulling out, pressing a kiss to my temple as he attempts to soothe me.

It wouldn’t be so bad if he didn’t have such a scary penis.

He tries to stretch me out for it, but after the fourth finger I can’t take it and I scrambling away, hiding underneath the covers until he puts his pants back on and coaxes me out yet again. Renji suggested that I get drunk and then go through with it, but I don’t won’t my first time to be like that. Kenpachi has been patient but…I know he wants to…and I want to as well! I’m just scared.

Of his penis.

At the moment I am flat on my back and breathing in and out of my nose harshly as his calloused fingers move in and out of me. The lube eases the passage, but my body’s ability to heal itself means I don’t get used to the constant treatment as much as I would if I didn’t heal.

His fingers pulled away and he poured a generous amount into his hand and stroked himself before positioning himself at my entrance and bracing his hands on either side of my head.

“Are you ready?” His asked gruffly, his golden eye gleaming down at me lustfully. I nodded and forced myself to relax as he started to push in.

Pain. A lot of it. More than I can handle. “Oh god, Kenpachi, stop!” I balled my hands into fists and shoved at his chest.

“Fuck, just let me…” He gave a sharp thrust and I screamed. He stopped inside of me, not pulling out but not moving either.

“Get it out of me!” I yelled, flinching as it caused me abdominal muscles to tense

“I’m not even half-way in.” He growled and nibbled on my neck.

“But…it really hurts…” I whispered. He gave another low growl and pulled out of me, making me wince and sob in relief. Like usual, he stroked my hair and let me cuddle up to him, taking great care to avoid his throbbing erection. Even as he pets me and tried to calm me down his hand crept down to his penis and pumped it. His breath tickled my scalp as he came, his body relaxing as he took off the condom still on him and tied it, throwing it in the general direction of the trash.

We both didn’t speak for a few minutes as my tears dried and he held me comfortable. He was the first to break the silence. “Ichigo…” He trailed off, frowning as he tried to think of the correct way to word it. “What’s wrong?”

I stiffened and bit my lower lip in agitation. “Nothing’s wrong.”

He rolled over on top of me, pinning my hands to my sides as he glared at me with his visible eye. “Than why stop me?”

“It just…it really hurts…” I turned my head to the side in embarrassment, resisting as he grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him.

He just stared for a second before leaning down and kissing me. I relaxed into it, opening my mouth and allowing him to dart his tongue in. When he finally pulled away we were both breathing heavily. “Lay on your side.”

“What?” I furrowed my brow, shifting nervously as I felt his erection against me in both of our naked states.

“Just lay on your side, with your back to me.” I reluctantly did so and felt goose bumps rise on my arms as he cupped my erection and stared pushing me into hardness.

“Ah…” I sighed and leaned my head back against him, relaxing as his fingers started to rub at my puckered hole, not entering. It was driving me mad the way he would alternate between pumping my erection and stroking my perineum. I pushed my hips down, trying to get him to push those fingers inside of me, but he kept pulling them away and going back to stroking my cock, though not quite enough to get me off. “Kenpachi, please!” I begged.

“Please what?” He said teasingly and moved his lips over the nape of my neck.

“Please put them in me!” He chuckled and grabbed the lube. “I’m already lubed from earlier, just put them in me already!”

“The more lube, the better.”

The fingers returned to my entrance, continuing to tease slightly before he slipped a single one inside of me. Compared to the pain of his scary penis, one finger was nothing. In fact, it felt rather good to have it sliding in and out of me, brushing against my prostate lightly. “Oh, Kenpachi…” I sighed his name and bent my arm behind my head, snagging a hold of his hair and pulling him around to kiss me. As we kissed slowly the digit continued to move in and out of me until I was bucking against it and whimpering for more.

“Ready for another one?”

I nodded eagerly, lifting my leg up even further to give him better access. In response he let it rest in the crook of his elbow as he slipped a second finger inside of me. I twitched, and a momentary pain rocked through me, but he didn’t move them, simply letting them rest inside of me as I caught my breath. His hands, like the rest of him, were large. His fingers were thus large as well, and two of his fingers felt massive inside of me.

I cringed when he started to wiggle them around and he stopped immediately. “You okay?”

“Yeah…” I knew what he was doing now. Being slow, driving me crazy, but being extra-cautious to not hurt me. He must be really exercising his patience now, and that was as good of proof as any that he truly loved me. Scary penis or no.

They were spreading apart now, coaxing me to loosen my muscles and give into the pleasure. He introduced a third finger now, waiting for me to adjust to the painful stretch before moving them in and out, slowly at first. But soon he was working them in and out of me smoothly, his heavy breath in my ear telling me exactly how much he enjoyed doing this to me.

He removed them just as slowly as he put them in and gripped my leg, raising it higher to situate himself between them. I felt his erection nudge my entrance and I tensed, awaiting the inevitable pain.

But he didn’t press in, simply letting the head of his scary penis rest against my puckered entrance, distracting me with sweet kisses until I forgot that it was there. It made itself known again by pressing into me, the head slipping past the first tight ring and stretching me impossibly wide. I opened my mouth to say something, but it ended in a scream as he grabbed my hips and pushed his entire length into me at once. I swore I felt my rectum actually tear as he ripped me open.

Oh god, it hurts so bad! After such gentle treatment the quick, unending thrust was both shocking and agonizing. I clawed at his hands and at the bed, desperately trying to pull away from him and get him out of me. But he wouldn’t let go. Instead he rolled on top of me so I was on my stomach and grabbed my hands, pinning them above my head and growling in my ear.

“Oh god, why!?” I cried out, tears leaking out of my eyes and flinching as his teeth nipped at my throat.

“You okay?” He asked, his voice full of husky lust and concern.

“You…you…” I tried to move my hips away from him again but was unsuccessful as he just followed the movement, making the pain increase. “It hurts…why did you…”

There was a second where I could just hear his heavy breath in my ear before he spoke. “I thought that if I did it quicker the pain wouldn’t be as drawn out…” He sounded slightly guilty, but the lust was still there and it was obvious he was getting pleasure out of this by the way his penis pulsed inside of me and his tense body. Not to mention the bastard wasn’t pulling out.

“Hate you…” I mumbled, the effort to get those two words out exhausting. My eyes started to slip shut and I wondered if it was possible to pass out from pain like this.

“Oi!” He shook me a little, making my eyes snap back open and whimper as it jarred my lower body. “Ichigo…I didn’t mean to…”

“Ken… I’m sorry…”

“What the hell are you apologizing for?”

“You’ve been so patient, and I keep denying you…” I shifted and grimaced, the throbbing pain dying down a little bit, but the raw burn remaining.

His heavy breath tickled my hair and then he released my hands, sliding gently down my body to my hips before pausing, then reaching around to feel my now limp erection. “Tch. That’s not something you need to apologize for.”

He pressed against my cock, stroking me slowly back to hardness. I flinched at first, by body tensing and making the pain worse for a moment before I forced myself to relax again. Never before had I felt so full, something so deep inside my body. I could feel myself bleeding inside, but it was getting better. It dimmed as Kenpachi coaxed me back to erection, the pleasure providing a slight distraction.

He started to pull out then, but only an inch before thrusting back in. My hips jerked and I cried out again, digging my nails into the bed until I felt them cramp. He continued the movement, each time pulling out a little further as his mouth moved wetly over the back of my neck and shoulders. “If I’d have known you felt this good I would have thrown you on the ground and raped you the first time I saw you.” He said huskily, making me shiver at his idea of a compliment.

“You’re such an idiot.” I said in between gasps for breath, inhaling sharply when Kenpachi scraped his teeth over the ticklish part of my neck.

He rolled us so I was on my stomach and drew my hips up so I was kneeling with him still inside of me. He started picking the pace up quickly, rocking my entire body with his powerful thrusts. I don’t think I have ever hated or loved that bastard as much as when he started piston in and out of me. The burning pain made me want to stab him with Zangetsu, but if I did that he would stop hitting that pleasurable spark inside of me that was driving me mad with need.

I could feel every inch of him within me, stretching me open without remorse. His calloused fingers felt especially rough against my skin in my almost heightened sense of awareness. His grunts of pleasure sounded particularly loud in the quiet room, my own erratic breathing muted in contrast.

“See? It’s not so bad.”

I snorted in response. As if he knew. But…what he said was true. The pain was so dull in comparison to the absolute ecstasy of his hand rubbing my erection and his impossible size moving within me. I ground myself back against him, begging with my body for more pleasure. He seemed to get the hint because his thrusts quickened again and it was all I could do to grip the headboard and keep from getting slammed into it.

I closed my eyes tightly and let out a low moan as the knot that was tied within me finally relaxed and the pressure within me spilled out of my body. I shivered and my arms collapsed so I was only being held up by Kenpachi’s strong hands. He continued to thrust into my clenched entrance, growling something that sounded like my name before blissfully slowing as something warm and wet surged against my insides.

He had the decency to pull out of me and rolling to the side before collapsing. With a satisfied sigh, I allowed him to pull my body close and nuzzle my hair. I could feel his spent cock, heavy against my stomach in between our naked bodies, but in my dazed state I couldn’t find it within myself to be scared of it.

Maybe it’s not so scary.

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