Crush: Uke Ichigo Collection

Review Replies- Yakumo: Oh yeah, I am really enjoying this filler arc. It’s much better than all the others.
ShadowKittae: I don’t know if I am going to write the ZanIchi in the same verse as the ShiroIchi one, but the MuramasaxIchigo is definitely going to be a separate oneshot.
Nusku: Why yes, I agree XD
HimitsuYuki: It is canon now! (In my brain) Matsumoto’s sword (can’t remember her name) commented about how infatuated Muramasa is with Ichigo >=3
MasterAkira: Being able to have your lover inside your head at all times is very convenient for a quickie.

Pairings: Renji x Ichigo, Shuhei x Ichigo, Kaien x Ichigo, Ikkaku x Ichigo

This is one of the more popular requests that I wanted to tackle right away. The request was made by Ruid who wanted something written similar to Ichigo’s hole with Renji, Ikkaku, Shuhei and Kaien (who wasn’t killed, just his wife was). Ichigo is already dead and therefore permanently residing in Soul Society. Rukia mentioned to Renji that Ichigo got a tattoo and he told Ikkaku, Shuhei and Kaien. Now they are on a hunt to find out what and where Ichigo’s tattoo is/located.

Warnings for bondage and rape- the type where Ichigo doesn't want it at first but eventually gives in to the pleasure (which was specifically requested).

For those who don’t want to read the rape, and want to start reading it where Ichigo begins to enjoy it, I will mark the section with a -1- where the non con begins, and then another -1- when he begins to enjoy it. I do not think that anybody who has been raped asks for it, or if they enjoy it then it isn’t rape. Rape is very serious; this is just a rape fantasy that isn’t meant to be realistic.

Beta’d by KitsuneKiri- thanks!

Ichigo’s Tattoo

“Ichigo got a what!?” Renji shouted incredulously while Rukia just calmly sipped her tea.

“There’s no need to shout, it’s not that big of a deal.” She said airily and ignored the wide eyed look on Renji’s face.

“Where!? And of what!?”

“Hm, I don’t know.” Rukia said and tapped her chin with her finger.

“You- you…” Renji spluttered, and then stood abruptly from the table they were sitting at and stormed out of the house.

Rukia grinned mischievously and chuckled evilly to herself. It went exactly as she planned.

…

“Hey Shūhei!” Renji shouted out and Shūhei turned to glance at the other soul reaper who came running up to him.

“What is it Abarai?”

“Guess what Ichigo got?”

“A maid’s outfit?” Shūhei asked hopefully, but Renji shook his head. “Then what?”

“A tattoo!”

“What!?” Shūhei and another voice said in unison. They glanced over to see Kaien Shiba gaping at them incredulously.

“Are you serious?” Kaien crossed his arms over his chest and raised an eyebrow skeptically. “We are talking about our Ichigo, aren’t we?”

“Rukia told me.”

After all, Ichigo told Rukia almost everything. Ichigo still kept a lot of himself hidden away from others, but he was still pretty close to Rukia.

“So what is it?” Shūhei asked, his interest peaked as he begun to imagine Ichigo and the tattoo.

Renji shrugged. “I don’t even know where it is.”

“Hm…” Kaien and Shūhei looked disappointed, but a dangerous glint went through Kaien’s eyes.

“Let’s asked Ikkaku.”

“Why?” Renji asked suspiciously, wondering if there was something between Ikkaku and Ichigo that he didn’t know about.

“Ichigo spars with Ikkaku a lot, he might have taken off his shirt and Ikkaku saw it.”

Shūhei shrugged.

“We might as well ask.”

They walked to the eleventh division sparring area and waved at Ikkaku who was fighting six other men. He easily kicked their asses and let his spear rest on his shoulder as he glanced at the three approaching him.

“Yo.”

“Hey Ikkaku, do you know where Ichigo’s tattoo is?”

Ikkaku stared at him as different scenarios went through his head of Ichigo’s tattoo…all of which had the number ‘one’ tattooed on him, as a demonstration of Ikkaku’s ownership of him. He was shaken out of his fantasy by Renji waving his hand in front of his face.

“What? No…I don’t.”

“Tch.” Renji crossed his arms over his chest. “There’s gotta be a way we can find out.”

“We could just strip him and find out.” Ikkaku interjected and the others nodded enthusiastically, but Kaien brought them down.

“He would never let us do that.”

“What if we knock him out first?” Shuhei suggested.

“You mean like, put something in his drink?” Renji began to smirk slowly. “That would work… Berry-tan is naïve enough to not suspect something.”

“Get Shunsui to do it when they go drinking together, he’s always yammering on about how Ichigo needs to get laid.”

…

Ichigo was adorable when he was unconscious. His brow was slightly tense, but more relaxed then usual. His lips were slightly parted and very soft. He shifted slightly and moaned when Kaien picked him up from Shunsui’s place, with a disapproving glance from Jushiro.

They decided before hand that they would use Kaien’s house as a base of operations because it was pretty isolated in the middle of the woods and no one would bother him. Shūhei, Renji and Ikkaku were already there and they stood eagerly when Kaien came in with Ichigo and set him on the bed.

“How should we start?” Shūhei asked and reached out a hand to touch Ichigo’s hair when he began to stir.

“Fuck! He must be fighting it off already!” Renji cursed Ichigo’s high reiatsu.

“What should we do then?” Shūhei hissed.

“Tie him up!” Ikkaku ordered.

Kaien nodded and grabbed Ichigo’s wrists, dragging them up above his head and securing them there with a kido spell.

Ichigo’s eyes fluttered open and the four males were treated to his brown depths. He looked confused for a moment and he tried to move his hands but found they were stuck. He blinked and looked above his head to see them secured there and his expression darkened.

-1-

“What the fuck!?” He yelled and began to twist around frantically, his legs sliding on the bed sheets as he scrambled for leverage.

The four men exchanged a glance as they came to a decision. Renji stepped forward first and grabbed a handful of Ichigo’s hair, forcing the lithe shinigami to arch his back as Renji leaned down and kissed him hungrily. His yelps of protests were muffled by Renji’s mouth and his legs began to kick frantically as he tried to pull away.

Kaien stepped forward and grabbed one of his feet while Ikkaku grabbed the other. Ichigo tried to jerk them away but he was unable to. Shūhei took advantage of Ichigo’s distraction and grabbed his shirt, untying the belt quickly and ripping it open to reveal his pale, creamy skin marked with white scars. Ichigo shuddered as Shūhei pinched his nipple and twisted his torso.

Renji pulled away from Ichigo’s mouth and began to place wet kisses on his neck as he moved downward.

“Stop it!” Ichigo screamed but none of the men listened to him.

Kaien let go of Ichigo’s foot and reached for the belt of his hakama. Ichigo lifted his hips and tried to move them away, but Kaien easily undid them and slipped them down. His mouth worried the dip of Ichigo’s hip as Ikkaku ripped them off the rest of the way and he brought his hand up to cup Ichigo’s limp dick and coax it into hardness.

“Fuck, stop!!!” Ichigo writhed in their grasps and he whimpered as Renji nibbled on his ear and Shūhei bit his nipple. “Please!”

All of them hesitated for a moment and glanced at each other, but quickly gained their confidence back as Ichigo gasped at what Kaien was doing.

“Do you have lube here somewhere?” Ikkaku asked Kaien as he looked around the bedroom. “I don’t want to damage him permanently.”

“Don’t you fucking dare!” Ichigo yelled, his brown eyes glaring at Ikkaku who smirked and ran his finger over the bottom of Ichigo’s erection to his slit where he was already leaking precum.

“Just get some lotion out of the bathroom.” Kaien said before he leaned down and sucked on the head of Ichigo’s hard cock.

Ichigo groaned and bucked his hips up into the feeling. Renji untied his hakama as he kissed Ichigo, and brought out his engorged member which was already throbbing painfully. He gripped Ichigo’s chin tightly and held him firmly as he slid his erection past his lips.

Ichigo tried to turn his head away, but Shūhei had pushed his hakama down as well and was dragging the tip across Ichigo’s cheek. Tears trickled down Ichigo’s cheek and he gave a muffled sob as Renji forced his cock past Ichigo’s gag reflex and thrust in and out of his mouth.

“Oi.” Shūhei frowned and pushed Renji’s shoulder. “Don’t gag him too much or you’ll make him get sick.” He stroked Ichigo’s hair and pumped his erection over Ichigo’s face, leaving a slimy trail as he rubbed against him.

Renji growled, but did as he was asked and didn’t thrust quite as forcefully. Ikkaku had returned from the bathroom and spread Ichigo’s legs apart, securing them to the bed posts with the discarded belts. Ichigo tried to close his legs at least to the knees, but Ikkaku moved in between his legs and pried them apart. He popped the lid off of the lotion and poured some onto his hand, and Kaien who held his hand out.

“You might want to stop for a little bit, he’ll probably want to clamp down on something.” Ikkaku warned and Renji reluctantly pulled away.

Ichigo coughed slightly and then cringed as both Ikkaku and Kaien forced a slick finger into him. He bucked his hips to try and escape the pain, but they easily followed him.

“Nooo…” Ichigo whined and tried to get free of the bonds. “Please stop! It hurts!”

“Virgin?” Shūhei questioned and slid down to nuzzle Ichigo’s hair and kiss his ear.

Ichigo didn’t answer, but his cringes and jolts were enough of one. Renji reached down to Ichigo’s neglected erection and stroked him. Ichigo clenched his eyes shut at the pleasure and moaned, but gritted his teeth as Ikkaku and Kaien added another finger each, making four of them inside of him.

“Are you guys even trying to find his hot spot?” Renji hissed, earning himself a dark look from Ikkaku and Kaien.

Ikkaku twisted his fingers roughly and Ichigo cried out, raising his hips off the bed and spasming. He gave Renji a smug look, but Renji was too busy admiring Ichigo’s flushed expression to notice.

“That’s enough.” Kaien said and slipped his fingers out of Ichigo. “Who gets the first go?”

“Nobody!” Ichigo yelled desperately in protest, but he was ignored except for Shūhei petting his hair to try and calm him down.

“Rock, paper, scissors?” Renji suggested and Ichigo’s eyes widened as he realized they were going to use something like that to decide who was going to rape him first.

“No!” Ichigo shrieked and Shūhei covered his mouth to keep him quiet.

“Dibs on his mouth.” Shuhei said, earning a glare from Renji.

“Two of us can fuck him at the same time while one gets his mouth.”

“We can’t do doubles right off the back.” Kaien said reasonably. “Let’s see how he takes one cock and decide if two is going to rip him too badly.”

Ichigo tossed his head to try and get Shuhei’s hand off, but it didn’t work.

“How about Ikkaku goes first while Renji sucks him off, and if he’s okay then we’ll see if I can enter.” Kaien suggested and the others nodded in agreement.

Ikkaku slather his erection with the lotion and pressed Ichigo’s legs apart as he lined himself up to Ichigo’s entrance. Renji bent over and sucked at Ichigo’s cock as a distraction as Ikkaku pressed in.

Ichigo’s entire body went taunt and managed to get away from Shuhei’s hand as Ikkaku began to fill him.

“AH!” He screamed in pain and the belts around his ankles snapped as he finally managed to get free. He tried to bring his feet up to kick Ikkaku away, but he only succeeded in sliding them against Ikkaku’s slick body and was unable to get purchase.

“Stop, please! It hurts too much!!!”

Ikkaku grunted at the almost painful sensation of Ichigo clamping around him and thrust in the rest of the way. Ichigo let out a low sob before he bit his lower lip to stifle the sound. He turned his head to the side and buried his face into the bedding as his body trembled from pain and shock.

“Ikkaku…” Shūhei said uncertainly and stroked Ichigo’s neck. “This is too much for him. He’s bleeding already.” Ikkaku glanced down at the place where he and Ichigo met and frowned at the slight trickled of blood but shook his head.

“He’s staring to relax a little.” He demonstrated by rocking his hips forward, making Ichigo jolt in a way that wasn’t entirely associated with pain. Ikkaku started to pull out and Ichigo winced.

“Wait!” He cried out and Ikkaku paused, glancing down at Ichigo who was no longer crying, but his cheeks were still damp. “Not… not yet…”

Ikkaku shifted his hips slightly and Ichigo hissed.

“F-fuck…If you aren’t going to stop, can’t you wait? Please?” Ichigo begged and shifted in discomfort.

Ikkaku frowned, but nodded and held still as Ichigo took shaky breaths and gasped as Renji’s swallowed around him. Shūhei and Kaien began to fully undress as Ichigo got used to it. Renji bobbed his head up and down and Ichigo moaned, lifting his hips up and then spasming as he unknowingly made Ikkaku brush against his prostate.

With a smirk, Ikkaku withdrew from Ichigo completely and then thrust back in. Ichigo shuddered and his knees shook in both pleasure and pain.

“Fuck you’re tight.” Ikkaku murmured and bent over Renji’s head to kiss Ichigo.

Ichigo’s brow furrowed, but he didn’t turn his head away as Ikkaku snuck his tongue into his mouth. Ichigo bit down sharply and blood instantly filled his mouth, but Ikkaku barely flinched. Instead he pulled away slowly and smirked before pulling out completely, leaving Ichigo gaping and twitching, before slamming into him hard enough for Ichigo to smack his head against the wall.

“Ngh…” Ichigo moaned and tugged at his wrists to try and find a more comfortable position. Shuhei knelt on the bed again and held Ichigo’s jaw firmly so he was unable to bite down before sliding his cock into Ichigo’s pouty mouth.

He shuddered at the wet warmth surrounding him and had to fight the urge to thrust madly. Ichigo gagged at the slightly bitter fluid and tried to push the organ out of his mouth with his tongue, but it only made Shūhei moan in pleasure.

“It seems like he’s taking it well enough.” Kaien muttered and grabbed the lotion to cover his erection before turning Ichigo partially onto his side.

Ikkaku shifted and raised Ichigo’s leg over his shoulder and kissed his knee while Kaien guided himself to Ichigo’s stretched entrance. Renji swallowed him whole as Kaien pressed inward.

Ichigo arched his back and screamed around Shūhei’s erection. Luckily Shūhei managed to pull out fast enough before Ichigo bit down. Ichigo turned his head into the pillow and began to sob as Kaien slowly pressed himself into him.

Shūhei frowned in concern and stroked his hair.

“I think you should stop.” Shūhei said uncertainly and winced as Ichigo cried out after Kaien finally managed to get all of himself inside of him.

“Once he gets used to it he’ll love it.” Kaien said confidentially and rubbed Ichigo’s back. “Fuck, it feels great to be inside of him.

“P-please stop…” Ichigo whimpered and his eyes were red from crying. “I promise I won’t tell if you just let me go.”

“We were planning on using a memory modifier anyway.” Ikkaku informed him, making Ichigo grin.

“I thought we were friends!”

“But we wanted to be more then friends.” Kaien murmured and looked down at Ichigo fondly. “We love you.”

“You sick fucks, you don’t rape someone if you really love them!” Ichigo shouted, but it turned into a choked cry as Kaien slowly began to pull out and then push back in.

“STOP! Please stop! It hurts too badly!”

Renji glanced up at Ichigo’s pained face and began to bob his head a little faster, applying suction to the head to made Ichigo shudder in pleasure. Shūhei reached up and undid the binds on Ichigo’s hands and caught the punch that was thrown at him easily. Ikkaku and Kaien shifted so that Ichigo was straddling Kaien backwards and was lying fully against him. Ikkaku was between his legs, but was leaning back far enough that Renji still had room to suck Ichigo off.

They began to move. Slowly at first, in an attempt to not hurt Ichigo more then they had to. The sensation of another hard cock sliding next to theirs with the tight heat surrounding them made Ikkaku and Kaien ready to come at any moment. But they held off, and began to change the angle of their thrusts to make it enjoyable for Ichigo as well.

“Fuck!” Ichigo’s back bowed and his freed hands scrambled at Renji’s hair as pleasure consumed him. “Oh fuck!”

“There?” Kaien questioned, whispering huskily into Ichigo’s ear.

Ichigo knew this was rape, he didn’t want it, but his body reacted without his mind’s consent. His hips twitched and his cock sang its pleasure as he was thoroughly fucked and sucked.

“I- I can’t!” Tears rolled down Ichigo’s face for an entirely different reason. He felt so dirty for liking this. So violated.

“Don’t cry, Ichigo.” Shūhei gripped his chin and licked up his tears before pulling away.

“You like it, don’t you?”

“N-no…”

“Liar.” Ikkaku hissed and thrust into him harshly, making Ichigo throw his head back and cry out. “Shit, I’m not going to make it much longer.”

-1-

Renji pulled away from Ichigo’s cock with a wet plop and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. “Then come already and give Shūhei and me a chance.”

“Ngh!” Ichigo began to shiver all over as Ikkaku and Kaien thrust in and out of him, timing it smoothly so that his prostate was pressed against continuously.

“Hah…hah…” He panted as Ikkaku finally stilled and something warm and wet filled him.

“I-kkaku…” Ichigo moaned and trembled when Ikkaku kissed his neck and then reluctantly pulled away.

As Renji eagerly took up Ikkaku’s vacant position, Kaien came as well. Ichigo made a slight face as Kaien pulled out and come dripped out of him. Renji saw the look and chuckled.

“All that slimy fluid inside of you just makes it easier for us to enter you.” He gripped Ichigo’s thighs and spread them apart as Shūhei moved behind him. Kaien slid Ichigo onto Shūhei’s lap and two cocks were nudging at Ichigo’s entrance once more.

Ichigo inhaled sharply and clung onto Renji as he was filled. It was painful, not pleasurable at first, but that soon changed when they began to move. Ichigo didn’t even know what he was doing any more, he wasn’t even thinking as he took the incentive to raise his hips up and down on Renji and Shūhei’s cocks.

Shūhei growled and reached around to Ichigo’s chest to pinch his nipples, making Ichigo throw his head back and moan. Shūhei took the opportunity to capture Ichigo’s mouth, slipping his tongue inside and tangling it with Ichigo’s. Renji sucked on Ichigo’s neck and bit down lightly. He scraped his finger nails over Ichigo’s nipple, making him buck his hips in response.

In the background, Ikkaku and Kaien began to jerk themselves off to the image Ichigo and the others were making. Renji began to pump Ichigo quickly slowing down occasionally to press the nail of his finger into the slit of Ichigo’s erection, rotating it around slightly and making Ichigo moan in pained pleasure.

Ichigo’s cock was starting to look raw and sore, but Renji and Shūhei weren’t done quite yet. Shūhei reached around and pinched the base of Ichigo’s cock cruelly as they continued to piston in and out of him. Ichigo bit his lower lip in frustration and jerked as Shūhei and Renji mimicked each other’s thrusts and slammed up into him at the same time.

“AH!” The sharp pain cleared his mind slightly though, and Shūhei and Renji kissed him apologetically before continuing on.

“Please…” Ichigo said through moans. “Let me come!”

“I don’t know Shūhei, should we?” Renji asked wickedly and snickered as Ichigo glared at him.

“Well, he has been so good.” Shūhei worried his teeth into Ichigo’s shoulders and hissed as he began to near his climax. “Fuck… do it now. I want to feel him clamping down on me as I fill him up.”

“Ungh…” Ichigo’s brow furrowed and he could no longer form coherent speech as Renji began to jerk him off quickly and efficiently.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.” Kaien had slunk over to them again and was now kissing Ichigo thoroughly. Ichigo gave a moan of surprise and opened his mouth into it. Kaien pulled away and licked his lips just as Ichigo finally reached his climax.

“AH!” Ichigo screamed. His body jerked and spasmed as white fluid covered his stomach and Renji’s hand. Just as Shūhei said, Ichigo’s passage convulsed around them, tightening until it was almost too hard for them to move.

Renji hissed and snapped his hips forward, growling Ichigo’s name as he contributed to the mess inside of Ichigo. Shūhei lasted a little bit longer. He gasped and slumped his head onto Ichigo’s shoulder as the intensity hit him. The fresh warmth against his cock from Renji’s orgasm felt wonderful and it was just the push he needed to teeter into oblivion.

Ichigo was only half conscious when Renji and Shūhei slipped out of him and laid him down onto the bed gently. Ikkaku had already gone to get a couple of warm, wet towels and they gently cleaned him up. They winced at the amount of blood and semen leaking out of his entrance and were extra careful when it came to cleaning that area up.

It was Kaien who paused and looked over Ichigo closely with a frown.

“Where’s his tattoo?” He asked in confusion. The other three halted as well and looked at his completely naked form.

“Tattoo?” Ichigo asked sleepily.

“Rukia said you got a tattoo.” Renji said as he helped to finish clean and dry Ichigo off.

“Mm…What? Do you mean that temporary one Yachiru gave me the last time she played with me?”

The four men were silent as they gaped at him. Ichigo cracked open one of his eyes at the silence and scowled.

“What?”

“Nothing.” They said innocently in unison and began to maneuver themselves around Ichigo so they were all lying comfortably.

“When I wake up I’m going to fucking kill you all.” Ichigo muttered before falling asleep.

The four men froze and looked at his sleeping form, where he appeared to be so soft and innocent.

“Maybe he’ll be too sore?” Renji asked uncertainly and the others nodded quickly, but gulped at the thought.

Hell hath no fury like a Strawberry fucked.

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Yeah… I don’t even know anymore.

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