What She Needs

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Isane hummed to herself softly as she perused the huge dusty shelves. She was in the large medical library that spanned beneath the 4th Division trying to find a book on Medical Reiatsu. The topic itself wasn’t rare but she wanted it to focus on muscle control that, in itself, was. Physical manipulation of another’s muscle mass simply using reiatsu energy was a rarity. In fact to employ it, the user had to have the perfect reiatsu. It had to be a healer and even then the healer’s energy had to be skewed just a certain way.

The phenomenon had been so rare that Isane had only come across the reference in one book before. That passage had referred to another book that should be down here in the Medical Vaults. But try as she might, Isane just couldn’t locate the elusive medical journal.

Sighing unhappily, the soft spoken lieutenant skimmed her finger along the spines of the heavy tomes that sat on the floor to ceiling shelves before one title in particular caught her attention Muscles and Aura, aura had been an old term used to describe what was later discovered to be the beginnings of reiatsu energy. Pulling the heavy book off the shelf, Isane coughed lightly as a cloud of dust arose around her. The book was so large and unwieldy, that she almost dropped it. Swaying awkwardly to balance it something shifted and fell out of the big book to hit the floor softly. Hefting the huge book in her arms, Isane bent down and picked up a much smaller book. It was thin and flimsy and seemed to be home made and the pages were very old, the edges yellow and crumbling from age.

Curious Isane shoved the small book into the pocket in her uniform sleeve as she shifted the heavy book onto her hip. Taking it with her, she returned to her room fed up with hunting along rows and rows of dusty reference books.

~*~

Nanao dropped down once again in front of Ikkaku’s room eagerly stepping inside as he hauled her off to the bedroom again. He wasted no time in pulling her clothes off before moving his hands into her. He wanted her wet, wet enough so he could mount her. He needed to fuck her again, his shaft was so hard at the thought of sex that he only spared enough time to make sure Nanao was sufficiently moist before bucking into her. Hearing her scream in pain and ecstasy had him moving faster as he sought completion. His hands moving against her clit as he fucked her.

~*~

Outside, his unproportional body was folded on itself as he perched on the rooftop a little further away, masking his reiatsu completely, even as he watched the pretty brunette land in front of the barracks. Her uniform was looser displaying the soft swells of her breasts before she turned and entered into the room. YEs sHE wIlL bE MY foURtH, I WiLL hAvE aLl fOuR oF tHeM mOaNIng bEnEaTH mE, tHeY WilL rEvEl iN MY hAnDs anD cLiMAx So hARd thAt wHEN tHey reAliZed iT’S mE TheY woN’t wAnT aNyoNe eLsE eVEr aGAIn. RiGHT KYokA!

Oh yes it was almost time, he even knew exactly where he would get each one and knew where he would take them. Of course they would be missed but all he had to do was get them fast enough before the others came after him. Once under his power, once the women had a taste of his Zanpakuto they would be blind to anyone or anything that wasn’t him.

He smiled heatedly, madness distorting his face, his slice of a mouth grinning like a crocodile as he made his way back to where he had made his home. Running faster than even shunpo he ended up at the edge of the Sereitei. Beyond Sogyoku, he dropped down like a monkey, slithering on the other side of the massive cliff to landed at a small ledge. Undulating into the tiny crevice in the rock face he fell into a large empty cavern. When he got his women he would open a doorway into this place for them but for now he could squeeze in. He looked around satisfied.

He had made this his home and had erected a colorful canopy over a large compilation of pillows and blankets over some futons. The area was soft and inviting and, he grinned violently, he would soon have four beautiful women lying there…bleeding there by tomorrow night.

~*~

Nanao was panting on her back as Ikkaku moved between her legs again. She had lost count but his hands made her moan under him just the same. He didn’t pay much attention to her body but when he did, he drove her wild. He just mostly fucked her, continuously, all the time pushing into her body hard and fast.

Sometimes she wished he would kiss her more but kissing was for couples and lovers. They weren’t but she pushed it from her mind. The sex was good, hell the sex was mind blowing so an insignificant detail like kissing was pushed out of her mind as she moved her hips up to meet his, panting breathlessly as another wave of pleasure rolled over her making her tightened around him.

Three nights of mindless fucking were taking its toll on her but Nanao would be damned if she’d let him stop. She arched up against him as her body convulsed. Ikkaku grunted roughly as he pushed into her clutching body before releasing himself into her again.

They had been at it since she arrived and once again it was close to dawn. Bucking one last time, he stiffened erupting within her. Panting harshly he pulled himself from her to lay down letting her know they were done. Nodding tiredly, Nanao rose and dressed muttering

“I can’t be late again, do you want me to come tomorrow?” She asked holding her breath for his answer. He just waved and muttered “yes.” Nodding at his back she left for her room, slipping into her barracks she tossed her uniform off her body and crawled exhaustedly into bed. Outside, Kyoraku had just landed down onto the roof before dropping into the open hallway. Passing by his lieutenant’s room he felt her sleeping inside.

Ridiculous he thought crossly just knowing she’s here and not at 11th makes me feel better but he thought cynically she’s probably back from whoever he was. Returning to his room, he sat down at his window once again as a lack of sleep enveloped him.

~*~

He lay on his side on the cold ground within his cave, staring with a twisted, obsessive adoration at his zanpakuto. The sword was gently resting on a stand as reiatsu collected around it slowly, shimmering dots of mutated orange energy was being sucked like beads of water along a spider web. The droplets of energy slid slowly towards the center till they were swallowed up by the sheathed sword. kYoKA He sighed obsessively as he watched her like he had watched all the other women, intensely and desiringly as she was prepared for the grand finale. Soon she would be completely ready and he would have those four woman, ISaNE, NaNaO, rUkaI and MAtSUmOtO WriTHinG In eCSTaSy aND bLOoD bEnEaTh mE, sOon eNoUGh. For now he contented himself with watching his beautiful, hauntingly white sword pulse for him, pulse as she readied herself for him.

~*~
Isane still sat in bed absorbed in the little book she had found with the larger reference one. A light blush staining her features even as dawn erupted around her. Apparently someone had written a love story, but this story was unlike any story she had ever read. In this little book a charming rogue had tried to kidnapped a princess but instead he had taken a fiery maid by accident.

Isane was a little past the middle part where the handsome rogue was talking, her dark eyes riveted to the story as a pink sheen ran rampant over her nose and cheeks.

*****“Sophie why can’t you understand!” he gestured wildly “I love you Sophie! I hate it when you go to that baron! Why can’t you just be with me!” He asked her heatedly. Sophie looked at him with glittering emerald eyes. “Raoul I don’t know you love me. How can you? When all you care about is Princess Alianna. She’s all you talk about, all you think about, how can you love me and talk of another woman so!?” Sophie spoke passionately as crystalline tears dripped down her beautiful face. Her long auburn hair was falling from its knot as Sophie continued crying, staring at him with defiant eyes.

Suddenly, Raoul stepped forward and yanked her into his arms, kissing her deeply. Gasping against him, the young maid was helpless in his arms as his kiss melted her away. His big, strong hands slid down the back of her dress as his tongue passed between her red lips. Raoul tasted heady, he was all man, completely commanding and in control even as he lost himself in the arms of the woman he loved. His mouth plundered Sophie’s own as she was helpless under his fierce masculinity. His arms were bands of welcoming iron around her as she shuddered against him.

Sophie felt a strange pulsing in a secret place deep between her legs as Raoul swept through her like a storm at sea. His hands worked behind her to loosen the laces that kept her dress closed. But the laces were too tight so he pulled a knife from his belt and cut the dress off her.

“Raoul!” She gasped breathlessly, scandalized as he stripped her. “I have to be with you tonight Sophie if I go another day without making you mine I will not be able to stand it any longer. I have to have you, have to make you mine.” His words ignited a passion within her even as the secret place between her thighs throbbed more.

“Raoul I…” she blushed as she stepped out of her dress “I feel strange” she spoke to him. Holding her hand out, she pulled him closer. He wrapped his arms around her intending to kiss her again but Sophie stopped him as she looked down blushing.

“What is it Sophie, my love?” He looked concerned “I feel strange” she said again as she tugged him even closer. She stood in her sheer under gown with Raoul’s hard body against hers as she slid his hand between her thighs. “I ache right here” she told him pressing his hand against her womanhood.

“ Kotetsu-fukutaicho!”

“Fukutaicho!” Hanataro called as he stood at her door waiting for her to answer. It was early morning but Unohana-taicho needed her lieutenant and so had sent Hanataro to get her.

Isane leapt nervously from the bed, her face flaring up deep red as she answered him. “Coming!” She threw on her uniform as the words in the book tumbled through her mind.

Secret place? She trailed her hand along her thighs curiously before blushing again and shaking her head. Slipping the little book back into her sleeve pocket, Isane stepped out just as Hanataro nodded respectfully.

“Good morning Lieutenant, Unohana-taicho needs you.” He spoke as she nodded and started towards the relief station. The words from the small book echoing in her head as she tried to understand them.

~*~

The day started as usual, as Nanao awoke with slight aches and pains from her nights of rough sex but she didn’t complain in fact the feelings gave her an extreme sense of satisfaction as she carried out her duties as Lieutenant.

All the while oblivious to the pair of dark eyes her captain watched her with. He was studying her trying to figure out how she would react if…no…when he approached her. But all he could see was her concentrated gaze as she worked on her reports.

~*~

Rukia pouted unhappily, Renji had hinted all day that he would find her so that they could finished what they had started earlier that day but the whole day and even the night had passed by and he still didn’t show. It was constantly in her mind occupying her thoughts as she moved throughout the day making silly mistakes as her concentration was so thoroughly elsewhere, particularly remembering his purely dominant mouth against hers.

Where was he?

Renji sneezed as he looked around curiously but he just continued on with the absurd report he had been given from the chief lieutenant Chojiro Sasakibe. Apparently the head of the lieutenants had been assigned to give this report to the most well suited lieutenant but why did that bastard give it to him. Must be some perverse sense of revenge for what, he had no idea but it was pissing him off. It had taken him all yesterday and all night and he was still at it this morning trying to finish it off so he could go find Rukia.

~*~

In her own office, Matsumoto was feeling less then her best. Kenpachi Zaraki had kept her busy all night long, how the man could invade her dreams and thoughts so thoroughly was beyond her but it had to stop. She was losing sleep over this attraction that was fast becoming an infatuation. Why in the world would she be this hell bent on screwing him after such a sort time? I mean sure she had noticed him before but before she had been occupied with Gin Ichimaru. Now that he was gone she was completely and almost hyper aware of the big 11th Division captain. Maybe that was why it was so intense, it had been lying dormant until she had given it permission to invade her mind.

Thoughts of his hands, his body, his mouth on hers was enough to distract her completely as she tried to concentrate on work but the damn captain just wouldn’t let her be. Inwardly she was a little worried that this might develop into an obsession.

Sighing exasperatedly, she looked down at the written words only for them to vanish as she saw Kenpachi again. This was not good nor normal she decided after her fifth try for focus. Maybe she should just jump his bones, screw like rabbits and then this distraction would go away. Maybe… But what if it just got worse after she had him? What if it turned into a full fledged obsession for his body? Oh no she moaned horrified and yet entranced by the silly idea.

What if I become some crazed sex maniac always after the captain for a roll in the hay? She bemoaned her fate loudly before Toshiro threw his cup at her head.

“Shut up Matsumoto and get to work!”

“I can’t taicho I wanna get laid!” She whined as she dropped her head to her desk . Across from her, Hitsugaya’s eye began to twitch…again.

“Control yourself lieutenant” he commanded her as he tried to make some sense of his life.

“I can’t…Ne taicho wanna sleep with me?” She asked him with a grin watching him turn an unhealthy shade of purple.

“MATSUMOTO SHUT UP!”

“Are you sure? I could teach you a few things…” she suggested as she pushed her breasts up for his benefit.

“NO! GET BACK TO WORK!”

“Aw taicho you’re so mean, a girl could get a complex with such a cold rejection.” She whined looking at him with large doe eyes. Toshiro Hitsugaya just sat at his desk wondering why in all the seven hells he had to deal with this.

“Fine! Matsumoto leave and go get laid, don’t come back until you have done so and can concentrate.” He glared at her watching her grin cheekily before she sauntered out, swinging her hips widely.

Oh dear what do I do now? I could get laid but naw I want Zaraki and that won’t happen anytime soon. Taicho’s mad at me and won’t let me tease him. What should I do?

Matsumoto wondered as she wandered the streets and alleyways of the Sereitei.

~*~

“Damn it Yachiru where is he?” Zaraki growled at his lieutenant as she directed him left.

“Ken-chan let’s go that way, Baldy’s probably over there!”

“I don’t want to find Ikkaku I want to find Ichigo!” He told her. The substitute shinigami was supposed to be in Soul Society for something or other and Zaraki Kenpachi wanted to fight him. So he was once again running mindlessly around Soul Society trying to track him down and running on Yachiru’s directions was getting him, and her, nowhere.

“Aw Ken-chan” Yachiru jumped off his back and wandered down the right street as he stopped back still eyeing the intersection they had come across. All four streets looked identical… Just then Matsumoto wandered in from the left running straight into the pink haired Lieutenant.

“Yachiru! What are you doing here?” She asked her curiously not seeing Zaraki-taicho anywhere.

“Ran-chan! Have you seen Ichi? Ken-chan’s trying to find him.”

“Nope haven’t seen ‘em.” Yachiru nodded unhappy with this news before asking “Ne ne Ran-chan whatcha doing here?”

“Ehh taicho told me to get laid and to not come back until I did,” she told her good naturedly, her large grey eyes crinkled in humor.

“Really? What’s that?” she asked as Matsumoto sighed exasperatedly “Nevermi---”

“Did he really…?” A deep voice ask appearing behind Yachiru.

“Ah….” Matsumoto blushed suddenly regretting her words. If she had know he was here she never would have said that.

“Ah yeah but I was going to go find Yumichika,” suddenly realizing how the statement sounded she finished it hurriedly “ttot..to borrow his nail polish” she covered quickly as she started backwards uncomfortable with the captain’s nearness and sheer uncontrolled desire to jump him that rolled through her belly. The tall captain eyed her interestedly with her statement fresh in mind as he looked her up and down. Grinning wolfishly at her, he felt Yachiru leap up onto his arm again

“Ken-chan, Ken-chan I think Ichi’s that way” she pointed right. Zaraki started right, staring back into the strawberry blond lieutenant’s eyes. He left leaving Matsumoto with an intense lingering gaze as he slowly disappeared with his lieutenant.

Gazing after him, she released a breath she didn’t know she had been holding as she smacked herself “Idiot”
Could you have said anything worse? but his gaze had left her slightly lightheaded.

Oh dear I think I should go lie down Matsumoto mumbled as she turned relieved and at the same time disappointed that the object of her current fantasies had left her. It seemed as if maybe she should take her captain’s command up. If she ran around needy this way and Zaraki turned up again, then who knew what would happen.

~*~

“Ah! So sorry taicho!” Isane apologized as she leapt forward catching the knocked over cup quickly before it fell. The whole morning she had been clumsy, knocking into things, dropping books, messing up simple healing techniques.

“Isane-san” Unohana looked at her lieutenant as she approached the younger woman. Placing a hand on her forehead she looked into her eyes with a healer’s practiced graze.

“What’s wrong Isane-san?” The perpetually calm 4th squad captain asked her, noting the younger woman didn’t have anything physically abnormal.

“Ah, nothing taicho I was just up too late reading but I’ll be better tomorrow” she blushed embarrassed at being so clumsy, but unbidden words flashed into her mind again …a strange pulsing in a secret place deep between her legs as Raoul swept through her like a storm at sea…… His words ignited a passion within her even as the secret place throbbed more…….“I ache right here” she told him pressing his hand against her womanhood.

The words confused her even as she felt a blush creeping up the back of her neck. What is this secret place?

~*~

Nanao sighed exasperated with herself after three nights of mindless coupling she still wanted to go at it. In fact she wanted it now. Where is Ikkaku? If we’re partners then it’s his job to get me off. Right? Standing up from her desk, she muttered “Lunch break” while she headed out.

Walking a slight distance from the office she leapt up onto the rooftops as she sought out Ikkaku’s reiatsu. He was off aways but having located him, she shunpo-ed over. Landing in the area of the supply sheds she wondered what he could be doing here.

“Oi! Hurry it up the Captain needs a new belt and so do I!” Ikkaku yelled to one of the Storage Clerks as he leaned against the wall by the service window, his head thrown back as he watched the clouds. Dropping down in front of him, Nanao waited for him to look at her.

Moving slightly, he moved to see who had dropped down in front of him, suddenly realizing exactly who it was, his groin started to throb interestedly.

“Are you free?” She asked him pointedly glad that no one was with him or around them.

“That depends” he grinned at her with confidence waiting for whatever response she would utter.

“I only have an hour before I have to be back, more like 45 minutes but I figured it would work.” She told him with forced calm as she inwardly urged him to hurry up, he had to want it as much as she did judging by the look he gave her.

Grabbing her arm, he quickly dragged her into one of the nearest winter storage sheds. It being the end of summer had these storage sheds empty with everything inside covered with large canvas tarps for protection.

“I’ll be back in an hour for those belts and they better be ready or I’ll kill ya!” Ikkaku yelled back in the direction of the window he had been leaning near, just for good measure and all, before he shut the door behind him, leaving them in the cool dimness of the storage shed.

Not wasting anytime she loosened her belt hearing him do the same. Hands were roughly shoved into her kosode as Ikkaku grabbed her breasts. Moving closer, he backed her up around some large bins until she hit the far wall. Promptly shoving his knee between her legs, he let it rub against the apex of her thighs, stimulating her even while his hands were both occupied. Leaning in, he ravished her mouth shoving between her lips demandingly as he fondled the woman in his arms. Ikkaku’s kisses were like an extension of sex nothing but hard fast thrusts into her mouth. Hot and arousing but rough and forceful, He didn’t kiss her, he fucked her mouth.

Moving from her mouth, he laved her neck, rubbing his tongue over the swollen skin of his previous marks but hearing her moan quietly against him had him rubbing it surely and solidly. His shaft was hard and ready for her as he moved a hand to repeat the motions his knee had been doing. Slowly rubbing the heel of his hand into her core, he swallowed her heated sounds as she rolled her hips into his palm nothing but the material of her uniform between them.

He rubbed the base of his hand against her even as he pushed his own pants down. Dropping his outer kosode on the ground he pushed her pants down and buckled Nanao’s knees, catching her as she fell. Laying her on the spread out uniform top, he pulled her pants off and pushed close between her legs as he felt them wrap around his waist urging him to move.

Bucking into her, he panted and grinned as Nanao gasped breathlessly in pleasure as she was filled with him. The pain of the friction on her body was quickly fading beneath the increasing pleasure that was filling her system. She tightened repeatedly every time he pushed into her before she relaxed only to squeeze him again as he surged against her.

The combination of her wet heat and clenching muscles had Ikkaku grunting and panting raggedly as he moved faster hurriedly trying to reach his climax even as he listened to the woman moan her pleasure beneath him.

“Ah… .I.k.k.a.k.u…….fas….fas…ter…” Nanao panted loudly as she lay against the floor, her head thrown back in pleasure, one of her hands wrapped around Ikkaku’s waist digging into the soft skin of his ribs.

~*~

“Damn it Chojiro!” Renji cursed as he walked down the street alley of storage sheds Why the hell does that bastard what to know how many cloaks we have, what the hell does that matter! This has to a twisted joke, and that bastard’s probably sitting somewhere laughing his ass off while I’m forced to find out the tally for this and the tally for that and all sorts of stupid shit.

Renji was pissed, this stupid report was taking him two damn days to complete and he wanted to get back to Rukia, wanted to make good and the promise he made her. Damn it

Turning to his left, he read the door number of the shed and figured this must be it. Pushing the door open he was immediately assaulted by heavy sounds.

“ughhffff…..ahhhh……har…..rder…ugggghh….‘k…a.ku!” He heard a woman pant breathlessly before a masculine grunt answered her.

“Yo…u…like….this….huh….my….. coc…k…k poundi….n.g…int.o you….!” A familiar voice spoke huskily as liquid sounds of smacking flesh echoed throughout the storage shed.

Ikkaku was….Ikkaku was screwing some one……who?

He knew it was wrong but curiosity got a hold of him and he had to know what woman was moaning so sultrily under Ikkaku. Her voice was heavy with passion as he heard her pant. Her feminine sounds making things low in his own body tighten.

Who? Renji had to know so he snuck forward hiding behind a large storage bin. He was just going to take a peak, nothing more. He didn’t want to watch them do it, he just wanted to see who would be making such sexy sounds for Ikkaku.

Nanao arched her hips up to meet his as his hand pressed between the moving bodies to tease her clit again, demanding that she come first.

“Co…me….for….me” Ikkaku commanded, his own voice breathless as Nanao arched up off the floor. He leaned down attacking her mouth with his own to muffle her loud scream as she tensed around him, shuddering in pleasure.

Peeking around the bin, Renji was shocked to see Nanao Ise current Lieutenant of the 8th Division, her back arched up off the floor with Ikkaku’s mouth on her own, his tongue down her throat and his body flush against hers covering her body with his own as his hips kept moving, forcing his way into her clutching body, muffled sounds of passion and pleasure coming from between their moving mouths.

Ducking back around the bin, Renji slipped right back out the door as he pondered this realization. Of all the women, he would never have guessed Nanao. She was always so calm and collected, often sarcastic. He would never have associated the cool lieutenant with the writhing wildcat he saw underneath Ikkaku. The man had huge welts down his back that couldn’t have been made by anything other than her hands.

Panting under him, Nanao dropped back to the ground as she felt Ikkaku pump into her a couple more time,
before tensing and coming within her.

“….Aga.i…n” he told her as he pulled out still hard, urging her up he rolled her over onto her hands and knees before pushing into her. Laying against her back he let one hand pull her hips back against his, while his other one slipped beneath them to grab one of her swaying breasts. Palming it, he teased the nipple as his mouth licked and sucked at the nap of her neck. Her black hair had fallen out of its clip and hung loosely around her flushed face as she was thrown forward by the force of Ikkaku’s thrust before he impaled her back onto him again.

They bucked together in mounting pleasure, moaning and grunting against each other’s bodies. Straining against each other, Nanao was almost mindless as another climax build up in her, Ikkaku’s surging length pushed into her again and again. The friction was building between them as Ikkaku fucked her. The feelings were amazing as he built up a vortex of sensations that was taking her once again to the edge and beyond.

~*~

The stupid cloaks would just have to fucking wait Renji walked away from the alley as the visual stimulation made him yearn for Rukia. He wanted her beneath him, wanted her to moan for him the way Nanao moaned for Ikkaku.

His pants felt tighter as he fought his erection away. He had some other things to count and would finish those up before he returned here, hopefully they would be gone by then.

~*~

Matsumoto was just wandering as Renji passed by her waving. Waving back she ended up at the clothing shed. “Matsumoto-fukutaicho-san” a timid voice called for her attention, spoke up from behind the window.

“Yes” she asked as she approached the window.

“I was wondering if you could help me?” She asked timidly before the pretty lieutenant.

“Sure how can I help?”

“Well Unohana-taicho confined me here so I can’t get out but I need to get some belts for Madarame-san and I think Hanataro-kun accidentally put them in the wrong shed. I would never have asked you but Abarai-fukutaicho left before I could ask him and no one is ever around here and Madarame-san said he would be back in an hour and if I didn’t have the belts he’d kill me!” The young woman wailed terrified from the other side of the glass.

~*~

Nanao was breathing raggedly as she arched her back downwards lowering her head to her forearms as she gasped, she was going to climax again, behind her Ikkaku was grunting as he pistoned his hips into her once more before groaning as his climax washed over him.

Feeling him buck within her as he came, Nanao too shuddered and cried her orgasm into her arms.

~*~

Matsumoto giggled “No he won’t, he just talks tough but why are your confined in there?”

“Because when I was running errands for Unohana-taicho I kept getting lost and everyone would have to come find me and after the 56th time Unohana-taicho confined me here during the day so I wouldn’t get lost”

“Ok so where do I get these belts?”

“I think they’re in the winter shed behind you.”

Nodding, Matsumoto turned to enter the shed when she came face to face with Nanao.

“Nanao-chan? What are you doing in there?” She asked genuinely confused.

“I was counting the winter cloaks that Kyoraku-taicho had asked me to tally” she answered smoothly. Her hair impeccably arranged and her uniform modestly belted. But the buxom blond started as Ikkaku followed Nanao out “Yup me too for some reason everyone’s all interested in these damn cloaks.” He told her with a straight face but Matsumoto eyed them curiously as Nanao leapt away before she could get a good look at the woman’s face. She was almost sure there had been a blush on there somewhere.

Oh well “Ikkaku apparently the belts you wanted are in there” Matsumoto told him as she stepped past him. But he stopped her before she could enter “That’s fine I’ll find it myself thanks Ran” he told her before moving back into the room.

Shrugging again, she left mulling over the strange circumstances she had just come across.

~*~

Nanao shunpo-ed back to her office just in time for lunch break to be over. Smiling to herself she nodded to her captain and sat back down at her desk, her hungry belly was a small price to pay for such mind blowing sex.

Kyoraku had seen her leave, had even noticed her uniform and her poise. And as she stepped back into the office, he noticed her again. He saw the messily tied knot at her waist, noted her sweaty hair and the fading flush on her cheeks.

Nanao did you really? He wondered even as jealous irritation clouded his mind. He had better move it or his pretty lieutenant was going to end up pregnant or too exhausted to anything.

~*~

Renji had finished everything except counting those cursed cloaks and as he returned to the Storage Alley he passed Matsumoto once again.

“Hey Renji! What are you doing?” She called as he dropped down beside her.

“I have to count these stupid cloaks for Chojiro, the damn bastard wants to know how many we have.”

“You too? I just met up with Nanao-chan and Ikkaku saying they were counting cloaks for their captains. I wonder what everyone wants with the cloaks?”

Ikkaku and Nanao. “Um yeah whatever I’ll see ya around Ran” he told her as he moved to enter the shed, a small blush dusting his nose as he remembered Nanao and Ikkaku counting cloaks.

Finally finishing up his report, Renji handed it over to his captain and left to go find Rukia. Running across the rooftops he landed at the petite woman’s division only to encounter Kiyone who told him Rukia was running some messages.

Feeling decidedly put out, Renji sulked as he wandered around keeping close to the 13th Division waiting for Rukia to return.

~*~

“Isane-san why don’t you take the rest of today off, you need to rest so I’ll see you tomorrow.” Unohana easily dismissed her lieutenant as the younger woman blushed embarrassed “yes taicho” she answered sheepishly as she left for her room. She was on pins and needles as she hurried to return to her book.

*****Raoul looked deeply into Sophie’s eyes as he moved closer and kissed her pulling back to whisper against her lips “I’ll make the ache stop” he told her as he slipped her under gown off her alabaster shoulders.

Pushing Sophie gently back to sit on the large four poster bed behind them, he let his dark eyes meet her brilliant green ones. “Sophie” he spoke breathlessly as he tugged her legs open. Leaning forward he breathed against her womanhood.

“Ah Raoul what are you---?” But he cut her off licking slowly at the soft skin of her womanhood. Sophie gasped and shuddered as his tongue pushed against her harder, moving into her. He moved his tongue and lips around her making the young woman’s breath come faster.

“Raoul what are you doing to me?” She asked him breathlessly, his mouth causing sensations to run across her body violently. Sophie felt a pressure increase in her belly as the man of her dreams pushed his tongue against a small bud of nerves right at the top of her center. He just pressed it and Sophie shrieked arching violently.

Raoul moved back letting his fingers finish her climax as he watched her completion hungrily. She was beautiful with pleasure, a red flush on her cheeks and her lips parted as she gasped for breath., her eyes a molten emerald full of heat.

“What….was……that?” she asked him panting. “Sophie my love that was an orgasm.” he told her almost unable to control himself in front of this woman.

“Can you have one?”

“Yes my darling I can and I will, I will when I make you mine. I will show you Sophie, I will make love to you till the sun rises up again.” He promised her as he kissed her fiercely loosening his clothing, his heart beat faster as he felt her delicate hands helping him.

“Raoul I want to learn how to make love, teach me so I can bring you this pleasure you have given me” she spoke softly to him as he undressed fully. He stood bare, his manhood stiff against his thighs as he stepped towards her.

“Sophie” he groaned as he kissed her again, his hand coming up to touch her heavy breasts. Cupping them he reveled in her pleasure filled gasp. “Sophie my love, I’m going to enter you and it will hurt darling but I promise after the first time it will only get better.” He told her with a husky voice “you will bleed a little but that’s normal for all women it’s what happens during a woman’s first time” he told her heavily, explaining to her innocent ears. “You have a moistness here that shows a man your body is ready for him.” Raoul told her as he rubbed his hand against her to show her what he meant.

Feeling his hands touch her Sophie gasped as she tried to pay attention before nodding up at him as he bent over her, his muscled body making her womanhood pulse again. “I trust you Raoul and I love you I know you won’t hurt me unless there is no other way” she looked deeply into his eyes as he nodded. Moving slowly so as not to frighten her, he positioned himself between her legs and pushed in slowly.

Wincing in pain, Sophie tried to stay quiet, tried to enjoy this but he was so big and it hurt so much but it was alright, Raoul was here, he would make her orgasm again, make her explode like he did before.

Isane lowered the book as she looked down at her own body, a small bud of nerves right at the top of her center. Blushing almost as bad as Sophie did, she glanced around nervously before slipping her hand into her hakama pants.

Remembering the book, she pushed her hand between her legs as she searched for that bud. Pushing between the folds of her body, she gasped as she felt a moistness between her thighs just like the book had said. Rubbing her hands against herself, she closed her eyes searching again for that bud that book had mentioned.

As a healer, she had never come across references to anything that would cause the body pleasure, in fact no book anywhere had mentioned anything like this book did. Why she had no idea, but then she didn’t have a mother or an older sister to tell her of the things a man and woman did together.

~*~

Nanao was finishing her paperwork as an eerie feeling filled her but looking all around she didn’t see anyone. Her captain had left already and she had stayed late to finish up her reports but something just didn’t feel right. Some creeping doom skittered up her back making her hair stand on end uneasily.

Looking over her shoulder nervously she, again, didn’t see anyone but that didn’t necessarily mean anything. In fact it made her even more suspicious. Shrugging her shoulders lightly she tried to focus on the final page of her report but the disturbing sensations wouldn’t lessen.

A small icy breath ghosted against the back of her neck as she bolted out of her chair. Looking wildly all around the office for some explanation but no one was there. Feeling completely uneasy, she decided to leave for the day. She could always finish the report tomorrow anyway.

Walking out of the office she turned down the lights forcing herself to move at a regular pace instead of bolting away. But once outside, the feeling intensified as she looked over her shoulder again. This heavy, eerie feeling was completely unwelcome and she sought out company to assuage it. Perhaps she was just being paranoid but paranoia was usually good, it general saved her butt when she least expected it so she didn’t brush the feeling off.

He watched her intensely, his dark gaze fixed on her body as he thought of all that he would do to her. All the ways he would cut her. His hands itched to reach out and brush her body as she walked in front of him. She couldn’t see him of course, he was a master at hiding within his own reiatsu masking it and himself with it. No one would be able to see him unless they understood what he was doing.

Without comprehension, he could slip anywhere he pleased and be unnoticed. With a lewd lick of his lips, he stared down at Nanao, barely a foot away from him. He knew she couldn’t see him and it sent a thrill straight to his aching erection to know she felt him there. Soon she would feel so much more of him and his sword.

His face contorted into a vicious, wide smile as he fell back giving her space to breathe. His strange eyes full of a deadly fire as Nanao felt the presence lessen and eventually disappear around her but it didn’t dampen her paranoia as she sought out a friend or anyone. The hairs on the back of her neck were still on end as she walked through the darkening alleys, the late afternoon disappearing to night all around her.

Kyoraku-taicho is busy, Isane is helping Unohana-taicho, Soifon is in the human world, I have no idea where Ran is, and Kiyone is helping Ukitake-taicho. Feeling somewhat abandoned, she looked around slowly trying to figure out who she could go hang out with.

There’s always Ikkaku…but we won’t be hanging out…she grinned despite herself and figured he was the best option anyway. Heading off towards the 11th division, Nanao smiled in anticipation.

~*~

Rukia had just finished dropping off her messages and was returning to her Division when a strong pair of arms wrapped around her waist as a familiar voice laughed in her ear. Renji tugged her close to him as he lifted her in his arms and ran off.

“Renji!” Rukia laughed as she gripped the strong forearms that held her tightly across her midsection as she felt him leap off.

“Where are we going?!” She asked him with a smile looking up at him but he just grinned at her, “I promised you Rukia,” was all he said.

And those four words sent a fluttering parade of butterflies through her stomach as she blushed, excitement warring with apprehension.

Renji took her all the way into Rukongai’s 2nd district where he was sure no one recognized them. If his captain ever got wind of this, he was sure shit would hit the fan, hard, but he took her all the way to a nice albeit small inn where he paid the room and led Rukia up the stairs holding her delicate hand in his, anyway.

Rukia was blushing brilliantly as her heart fluttered within her chest. She was so nervous she wondered if Renji could hear her heart thumping.

Stepping into the dimly lit room, the redheaded lieutenant tugged her gently pulling her into his arms as he bent down to kiss her softly. He could feel her trembling hands against his chest as he pressed his lips to hers lightly. He wanted her to loosen up and feel at ease with him even if this was her first time. He wouldn’t force her no matter what and he tried to convey that with his touch and his embrace.

He wanted to comfort her, let her know he was there even if they didn’t do it tonight. Held tightly in his arms with his gentle lips against her own, Rukia relaxed against him. He was so calm and slow that she couldn’t help but loosen up.

Renji felt her muscles relax, felt her lips press a little harder against his own. The redhead was almost in heaven, he was so happy. He didn’t even care if he and Rukia slept together this night, they would soon enough but for now it was wonderful to just hold her and now he had the right to kiss her as long and as hard or as slow as he wanted to.

And he did, moving his lips against hers, he teased the seam of her mouth gently letting her decide if she wanted to move on or not. Feeling him ask her for more, Rukia opened her mouth for him, letting her tongue slid out to meet his. Sliding against his mouth, the petite brunette shifted to wrap her arms around
his waist. His own hand came up to caress her cheek as he moved back to sit on the bed.

With the shift in height, Rukia was able to wrap her arms around his neck sighing softly against his slow moving mouth. Renji kept it simple and slow as he absorbed every touch and motion that Rukia made with him.

Rukia was similarly effected, her head was floating above the clouds as she got lost in his kiss. It was so gentle and caring and quietly masculine that she forgot every reason why she should have been nervous in the first place. Standing in his arms with her mouth against his just seemed like the perfect place for her to be. She briefly wondered why they had waited so long but soon enough her thoughts melted under the sensations of his mouth.

Rukia opened up to him, kissing him with all the love and desire she had ever felt for him, hoping that her kiss would convey to him what she herself feared she could never say. Her kiss was powerful, a heady press of mouths as she tried to tell him, tell him she loved him, all of him from his quirks to his loud determination to his gentle eyes. She kissed him with almost a decade of pent up emotions making him feel everything that she couldn’t voice, at least not yet.

The kiss seemed to last an eternity and only a second before they pulled back nothing more then a hand’s breath apart. Renji was blushing as he tried to catch his breath, his voice lodging in his throat as he read Rukia’s emotions and her unspoken confession.

“ah…..’ukia I…..I….” He tried, blushing even brighter before she pressed a single finger against his lips stopping his stuttering.

“I know Renji…I do too” she told him with a breathtaking smile. She was beautiful in that moment and all he could do was kiss her again.

Kissing her was almost like a drug, the more he kissed her the more he wanted to kiss her. He loved the feel of her against him, the taste of her mouth on his, the gentle strength she exuded. He felt as if he could spend the rest of his life just kissing this woman, kissing her and drowning in the wonder of it all.

They kissed not as life long best friends, nor as childhood playmates, they didn’t kiss like inexperienced high school lovers but kissed as man and woman drunk on the taste of each other, completely intoxicated with these feelings.

Pulling her closer against him, Renji fell back against the bed pulling Rukia over him still kissing. He never wanted to stop kissing her and she didn’t seem like she wanted to either. And there they lay all night long in each other’s arms kissing and relearning the meaning of breathing as they lost themselves in those heady kisses.
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HA! I wrote my own cheezy $0.50 romance novel lol! Anyway this is just to build up relationships and give some more dimension to everyone. Once again I'd love your critiques and anything else. Review!

Stay tuned....will our Mr. Creepy finally make his move? Will he manage to take our girls? And what of KyOKa? What's up with this sword? Will Isane ever grow out of her imaturity? And what will Kuchiki-taicho have to say of his sister and his lieutenant? What will he do in light of their relationship? Review and I'll post it up faster.