A Shinigami Valentine

Zaraki walked Akina towards the restaurant door slowly. Their path led them by Chizu and Kurotsuchi's table. She heard the Division 12 captain sharply say,

"No, you stupid girl. You can't combine plant and animal DNA."

Chizu looked up, catching Akina's eye as she passed. She saw desperation in her friend's eyes but didn't know what to do. She heard Zaraki slowly drawl,

"You have a good evening, Kurotsuchi. I know I will..."

Then he was tugging her out the door.

"That was mean." she said softly as they stepped into the chilly February air. He grinned.

"I know. I just couldn't resist. I feel bad for your friend, though. I think I may send Ikkaku back to rescue her. You think she'd go with him?" he asked as they walked along.

"Probably not. She swore off all Division 11 contact after the other night."

"Shame. She was really popular." he chuckled. Akina shivered slightly, the thin silk dress offering little protection against the cold. He tightened his hold on her, drawing her close to his large, warm body.

"You cold, sugar?" he asked softly.

"A little." she said as she snuggled close to him, enjoying the woodsy scent of the man. It was just because she was cold, she reasoned with herself. It had nothing to do for growing desire she felt for him.

"My place is closer...." he suggested, leaving the offer hanging in the air, unspoken. She smiled. It was tempting.

"I think I should go home." she said quietly. She felt him sigh.

"I've only just met you, Captain Zaraki." she added, looking up at him. His profile was strong and sharp in the pale moonlight. He nodded but said nothing. They walked along in silence after that. It was an incredibly comfortable silence, as if they'd known each other much longer than the reality. Normally, Akina would have felt compelled to speak, to break the long silence between them but with him, she didn't. It was strange...good...but strangely different.

"This is it." she said as he stopped on her doorstep. He smiled down at her, releasing his tight hold on her waist.

"Am I allowed to kiss you goodnight?" he asked. She smiled shyly. This man made her feel like a nervous teenager again.

"I'd really like that." she admitted softly. Without hesitation, he leaned down and kissed her. His lips were light and soft, dancing across hers. He made no attempt to deepen the kiss. It was sweet, chaste and brief. She gasped when he pulled his head away. She hadn't wanted it to end.

"Nice." he whispered, his face lingering close to hers.

"Would you like to come in for a cup of tea?" she asked without thinking. Her words surprised them both. He grinned.

"I thought you'd never ask." he said easily, straightening up. With fumbling hands, Akina unlocked the door. She walked in ahead of him, thankful that she'd cleaned up the day before. She switched on the lamp, noticing the pile of dresses on her bed. She grabbed them up and shoved them into her closet.

Akina's quarters weren't large but they were private. It was a single room, serving as bedroom, main room, kitchen and dining room all in one. A small bathroom was set off near the bed. He looked around curiously as she picked up a few things. She walked into the kitchen and set the kettle on the stove.

"You got any sake?" he called out.

"I think so." she said with a smile. She moved the kettle aside and gathered up the sake jug with two cups.

"Is it okay at room temperature?" she asked, walking in to where he had sprawled out on the cushions in front of her low table.

"I don't care one way or the other." he commented, taking the jug from her. Akina sat down across from him, her legs tucked under her. She watched as Zaraki poured two cups of sake, setting one in front of her then drinking the other.

"Thanks." she said easily. "I thought you were going to drink the wine."

"Nah, I'm gonna save it for when we eat the chocolate." he said with a smile.

"Oh!" she said, somewhat surprised. "Okay."

"Look, Akina..." he said quietly, leaning forward slightly.

"I ain't any good at being subtle. I always just lay my cards out."

"Okay..." she said unsure what he was talking about.

"I like you....a lot. It's been awhile since a woman caught my eye around the Sereitei." he continued, "I don't know what you think of me but I get the feeling you like me okay or you wouldn't have set us up tonight. So, here's the thing..."

"Yes?" she said nervously.

"I wanna fuck you." he stated frankly. She stared at him. She'd never had anyone try this tactic before. She didn't know what to say.

"Whaddya say? Am I wasting my time here or what?" he snapped after she remained silent for a few minutes.

"I...I don't know what to say..." she whispered. He watched her closely, hanging on her every word.

"I'm flattered, Captain...but..." she stammered, "...but I barely know you. I really don't see that happening tonight."

"So you're saying no?" he asked quietly. She looked up at him. She wanted him. More than she'd wanted any man she'd known before.

"I'm say no....not tonight." she clarified.

"So if I take you out again...?" he asked.

"I don't know!" she snapped, suddenly on her feet. "I'm not used to having to plan sex."

"I just don't wanna push if you ain't interested, Akina." he said, watching her move nervously around the room.

"I didn't say that I wasn't interested!" she hissed, keeping her back to him. "I just said...not tonight."

"Sit back down, sugar." he ordered her gently. Moving on their own, her feet complied.

"You want me?" he asked. She blushed hotly.

"I said that I was interested!" she snapped, lowering her eyes. He reached out, tilting her face up to his.

"You want me?" he repeated. She stared at him, feeling a rush of desire. She reached out, pulling his eye patch off. He jerked back, surprised by her sudden action. The reiatsu in the room expanded, washing over her. It didn't press down or crush her. It felt like a warm, dry wind blowing through her soul.

"Yes..." she whispered, closing her eyes and enjoying the feel of his reiatsu. "I want you."

"Why'd you do that?" he snapped, holding up the eye patch when she opened her eyes.

"I...I wanted to see you....without it...and to feel you...your reiatsu." she stammered, embarrassed by her impulsive action. He cocked an eyebrow.

"My spiritual pressure don't bother you?" he asked. She shook her head.

"I think it feels good." she said in a low, breathy sigh then quickly added,

"But it could be the wine."

"Right!" he chuckled, leaning back to relax.

"So if we ain't gonna fuck, eh...then what do ya wanna do?" he asked, sipping his sake. She looked around the room thoughtfully. She rarely had guests so she wasn't prepared to entertain.

"We could play cards?" she suggested, her eyes falling onto a deck she kept by her bedside.

"You play poker?" he asked with a wicked grin. She rose to collect the deck.

"I'm actually pretty good." she said proudly, sitting back down across from him.

"How about strip poker?" he suggested playfully.

"You have on more clothes than me. That hardly seems fair." she countered. He looked over her dress then glanced down at his uniform.

"I'll let you count the dress as a top and bottom. You don't have to take it all off at once." he offered confidently.

"How generous of you." she laughed. "But what does the winner get?"

"Besides the pleasure of seeing you naked?" he grinned. She stuck her tongue out at him. He laughed.

"I guess a fuck would be out of the question?" he chuckled.

"Completely." she laughed.

"How about a blow job if I win?" he countered. She stared at him. He was serious. She felt a sudden heat flush her body.

"How do I know you'll be happy with just that?" she said softly, her voice taking on a husky quality. His eyes grew hungry as he said,

"I give you my word. I won't try to fuck you unless you beg me."

"You're a cocky bastard!" she laughed. "So what do I get if I win?"

"Same thing. I've been told I'm pretty good. How about you, sugar?" he said in a low, gravely voice that raked over her nerves like thunder.

"I'm damned good." she said with a challenging grin. He reached out and shuffled the cards.

"Just plain five card stud. None of that fancy shit." he growled, dealing the cards with a practiced ease. She gathered her cards, reminding him.

"And my dress counts as two items."

"Right. I can wait." he chuckled, raising his cards. He watched over the top of his cards. He won the first hand. She tossed off a shoe.

"I was hoping for somethin' a bit more substantial but I guess we got all night." he said, shuffling the cards again.

"You're not cheating, are you, Zaraki?" she teased. He stopped, his face hard as he insisted,

"I don't cheat."

"Okay! Sorry." she said quickly. He relaxed instantly, dealing the cards. She lost the next two hands, giving up a shoe after the first. After the second, she paused, rising up on her knees. Working from behind, she fumbled under her skirt. He watched her closely, his expression curious. She undid her stockings and slide her black garter belt down over her hips and knees. She tossed it triumphantly on the table. Zaraki picked it up delicately, looking it over closely.

"What the hell is this?" he asked finally.

"It's my garter belt. It keeps my stockings from sliding down." she explained, inching her skirt up to reveal a wide bit of thigh and the tops of her stockings. He stared at her legs hungrily.

"Stand up." he ordered her.

"No!" she laughed, pulling her skirt down.

"Please." he asked in a low voice. It was the first time she'd heard him say that word. Slowly she stood. He stared up at her as he said,

"Show me."

Unable to resist him, she inched her skirt up her thighs until the tops of her stockings were visible. His eyes were locked on her legs. Suddenly he reached out, caressing the tops of her thighs where the stockings ended. She gasped at the sudden contact.

"Zaraki!" she hissed but made no move to push his hand away. He closed his eyes and pulled his hand back.

"What else you got on under there?" he snapped, his eyes still closed.

"Just my underwear...bra and panties." she said, sitting back down. His eyes blinked open.

"Hell! You got on more clothes than me! And you pulled my eye patch off. It would have counted!" he yelled.

"Oh, for heaven's sake. I'm losing. Why are you getting so upset?"

"I...you make me a little crazy, Akina." he admitted, leaning across the table to kiss her again. This kiss was more intense. His tongue plundered her mouth, seeking all she had to offer. She held his face in her hands, returning the kiss eagerly. She never expected a man so rough to have such soft lips. He seemed to know just the right places to touch with his tongue, exciting her wildly.

Akina pulled her head back abruptly, gulping air greedily. He grinned at her. He knew as well as she did that it was going to be hard to keep her word.

"Deal the damn cards." she ordered him, leaning back. He chuckled softly as he dealt the cards.

"You know that you're going down?" he said softly as he discarded. She shook her head.

"Do you mean that figuratively or literally?" she said with a grin.

"I don't know what the hell you're talking about but you're gonna lose and suck my cock." he growled. She continued to smile, revealing her hand.

"Three aces...king high." she said softly. He tossed his hand forward without revealing it.

"So whaddya want first, sugar?" he asked, spreading his arms wide. She looked him over slowly. She wanted to see him bare chested but he had his captain's coat as well as his kimono. She could just tell him to take off his hakama but she was pretty sure that would end all civilized conversation.

"I want to see your chest." she said finally. He grinned, looking surprised at her answer.

"I'll tell you what, sugar. I'll give you two for one." he offered, removing his captain's coat then loosening his obi. He tugged his kimono out until it was free then shrugged it off, tossing it aside. He sat before her bare-chested and grinning. Akina's eyes moved over his tightly muscled chest and abdomen. The sight of his muscles stirred something primitive and hungry deep inside her.

"You can touch if you want." he said softly, ending her stare.

"Sorry." she whispered, reaching for the cards. She shuffled them without looking at him.

"I get to pick what you take off next." he informed her.

"Oh, no! You don't." she laughed. He nodded.

"Yeah, I let you pick. It'll be my turn next." he said firmly, crossing his arms across his chest. The movement pulled her eyes back to his hard, rippled muscles. It was distracting, she decided as she dealt the cards. He laughed softly as if sensing her thoughts.

"You have such a wicked laugh." she commented, examining her cards.

"What the hell does that mean?" he snapped, frowning.

"It's not a bad thing." she sighed. "I like it. It matches your grin."

His frown deepened as if he didn't understand what she was saying but he accepted it. The hand ended with Zaraki pulling out four of a kind. It beat her two of a kind. She closed her eyes a moment, preparing herself then asked,

"What do you want me to take off?"

"Your top." he said immediately. She laughed, reaching around to unzip the dress. She couldn't quite reach.

"Come here." he ordered. She gave him a wary look as she scooted closer, her back to him.

"Just halfway." she reminded him.

"I know." he whispered, easing the zipper down. He stopped when it reached her waist. She started to move away but felt his hands move over the bare skin of her back. She froze, lost to his gentle caress.

"Your skin's soft..." he whispered, leaning forward to lightly kiss the small of her back. His kisses slowly inched up. He paused occasionally to lick or suck a particular spot. She knew that she should stop him but it felt amazing. His hands slipped around her waist, softly moving across her belly and sides. As his kisses reached the bottom of her bra strap, he reached back and undid it.

"Hey!" she cried out.

"It's in my way." he said simply. His hands moved up over her breasts, easing her bra up.

"Zaraki..." she sighed, her eyes closed as his lips reached the back of her neck.

"What?" he growled, nipping at the nape of her neck. She gasped as he pulled her back closer to him, his fingers reaching her nipples. They instantly became erect at his touch.

"I thought you didn't cheat?" she whispered. She felt him chuckle against her neck as he licked and sucked at the sensitive skin.

"You're so damn tempting...I can't help myself...." he breathed against her ear. She sighed, leaning back against him. She had heard that the man was violent and bloodthirsty; that he was rough and ill mannered; that he'd kill you as soon as look at you...but no one had told her how incredibly good he was with his hands and mouth. She felt him lick his way up to her ear then sucked her ear lobe into his hot mouth. His fingers were pinching and rolling her nipples. It felt wonderful but she wanted more.

"Fuck this." she cried out, pulling out of his arms. He stared at her in surprise as she turned around, pulling her dress over her head. She grinned wickedly at him as she crawled up between his legs.

"I can't believe you're single." she whispered against his lips as she kissed him hungrily. He moved his hands back over her breasts, pushing her bra off her arms. He pulled his mouth away roughly, bending his head down to lick one of her nipples hotly. Akina gripped his shoulders tightly as he sucked it into his mouth.

"Maybe you've got a really small dick?' she suggested, without realizing she was speaking the words out loud. His head popped up as he stared at her in surprise then burst into a loud, hearty laughter.

"Is that what you think, sugar?" he asked, wiping his eyes, once he was able to speak again. She shrugged.

"I didn't mean any offense." she whispered. He pushed her back off his lap, standing suddenly. Akina landed squarely on her bottom with her legs spread out in front of her. She watched as he undid the ties holding his hakama in place. With one good tug, the black cloth rustled as it sank to the ground. His erection sprang forward. Akina stared at it, speechless. It was huge.

"I'm a big man, Akina...everywhere." he said softly, watching her expression. Unable to help herself, she rose up on her knees, taking hold of his slick member. He gasped as her hands wrapped around his thick shaft. She slid her hands up and down, marveling at how hard he was.

Akina leaned forward, licking the wetness from the head. She heard him moan softly as she sucked it into her mouth. She eased her mouth forward but couldn't take even half of him in. Pushing herself further, she felt him brush against the back of her throat. She stifled the gag as it rose up, pulling her head back slightly.

"Fuck!" he grunted. Falling into a rhythm using her mouth and her hands, she sucked and pumped and twisted, licking all the while. He began moving with her, his hand moving to the top of her head.

"I'm getting close, sugar." he warned her in a low, husky whisper. She slide one hand down to massage his sac as she sucked hard. He groaned, thrusting forward and exploding into her mouth. She wasn't prepared for the amount that came rushing out. Gagging, she pulled her head back. His spray splashed across her bare breasts before sputtering to an end.

He rocked unsteadily backwards.

"Zaraki!" she cried out, catching him and pulling him down to the cushions with her. He collapsed to his knees, breathing hard. His head hung down, his spikes drooping as sweat beaded on his brow. Akina reached out, tipping his head forward. She kissed him, wondering if he'd turn away from the taste of himself on her lips. His hands moved up to the back of her neck, holding her in place as he crushed her mouth with his. Desire poured from his kiss. She met his searching tongue, exploring his mouth hotly. She wanted him. She wanted every inch of him. He groaned softly, breaking the kiss. His breath came hot and fast as he stared down at her.

"I like that." he grunted. She looked down. His white seed dripped from her nipples and breasts.

He kissed her again quickly before adding,

"I only wish it was on your face too."

"It's supposed to be in my mouth." she laughed, reaching for his kimono to clean herself off. He laid back on the cushions watching her. She could see his cock twitching as it grew hard again.

"Have you been saving that shit up or what?" she asked, picking up one of his feet. She removed his sandal and sock then moved to the other foot.

"I told you....it's been awhile....a long while." he said softly, obviously enjoying watching her take care of him. She stood, reaching for her panties.

"Let me." he said urgently, sitting up in front of her. She nodded, watching as he slid his rough fingers under the elastic band then slowly inched them down over her hips and legs.

"Leave these on." he ordered, running his hands over her dark stockings. She grinned.

"You like them?" she asked. He nodded.

"Next time...leave this on too." he said, slinging the garter across the room.

"Next time?" she repeated softly. He slipped his fingers between her legs, brushing against her wet folds as she said,

"One time ain't gonna be enough with a woman like you, Akina."

His words touched her deeply. She felt a sudden warmth for the man that dwarfed her desire. She didn't understand the sudden tightness in her chest but she knew that she needed to kiss him. She needed to feel him close to her again.

"Kenpachi..." she whispered, dropping to her knees and falling into his arms. Their lips met in a sweet, loving kiss. It lacked the passion of his earlier kisses but there was a tenderness about it that filled her with joy.

"Fuck, girl...you got a way of messin' with my head..." he whispered, kissing her face and mouth wildly.

"I wanna fuck you, Kenpachi." she said urgently. He grinned at her.

"Nah, you're not begging yet. That was our agreement. And you made me go and give you my word and everything." he teased, easing her back onto the cushions.

"What are you going to do?" she asked quietly, her eyes burning into his. She wanted him so much. She just didn't know if she could wait. Her need for him was throbbing with each beat of her racing heart.

"If you keep lookin' at me like that....I'm gonna fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk for a week." he growled, spreading her legs wide.

"You want me to beg?" she whispered, arching her back anxiously. She could tell he was having a hard time keeping his word.

"Just tell me..." he started then stopped. She wasn't sure what he wanted to hear but she knew what she felt.

"I want you, Kenpachi. I want you so bad. Please fuck me." she sighed softly, her hands twisting in the cushions as she tried to stay still. It felt like her body was on fire with a need that only he could fill.

"Damn Akina..." he whispered, stretching out over her. He kissed her passionately as their centers met. She wrapped her legs around his hips, bringing her body into position. He groaned behind the kiss as the head slipped between her wet folds.

"I ain't got you ready, sugar." he gasped, pulling away from her suddenly. "I'm a big man. I don't wanna hurt you."

"I'm ready." she cried out urgently, pushing her hips up against him. He slipped inside from her movement. He gasped, clutching her hips.

"Yes!" she cried out, pushing up, driving him deeper inside her. Akina moaned, feeling her body stretch to take him in.

"Shit!" he hissed, thrusting forward. He sank forward then met resistance. With a grunt, he pulled back then eased himself forward. slowly, inch by inch, he drove forward until he was completely enveloped by her body. With their hips flush against each other, he leaned down to kiss her.

"For someone who didn't wanna fuck, you sure seem hellbent to get my dick inside you." he whispered, his lips ghosting hers.

"Shut up and fuck me." she growled insistently. He grinned, moving his hips steadily. He leaned down kissing her again. His tongue drove in and out of her mouth steadily increasing to the rhythm of his thrusts. She clutched at his hair, holding his mouth to hers until neither could breath without air.

"Shit! You trying to kill me?" he gasped, slamming hard into her. He grabbed her hips, pulling her up off the cushions. The move sent him deeper into her as he slammed against her inner wall.

"Oh, dear god..." Akina whispered, clutching at him. He grunted, slamming harder and harder. She felt the heat coiling tightly inside her suddenly expand as he thrust hard. Everything exploded as she came hard. She gasped sharply, her senses blinding her then going black for a moment.

Akina took a deep ragged breath, only realizing that she'd been holding her breath when her body forced her to breath again. Color came rushing back to her. She opened her eyes, wondering if she'd passed out briefly. Zaraki's thrusts were becoming fast and jerky. He grunted, driving deep into her then locked her hips against his as his body jerked and tightened. He moaned softly, his body jerking as he came. He held her there for several minutes before releasing her, collapsing on top of her, his breath harsh and ragged.

Akina relaxed her legs, gasping for breath as he crushed her chest with his unexpected weight. She didn't care at that moment. She was lost in the sweet afterglow, her body still throbbing with pleasure. He raised himself up slightly onto his elbows, his head still bent. Sweat dripped steadily from his nose. Akina took a deep breath then whispered,

"I think we'd both be more comfortable in the bed."

He raised his head, grinning at her.

"I figured you'd throw me out now." he sighed, rolling off her.

"Why would I do that?" she asked, turning onto her side and curling up next to him. He slipped his arm around, pulling her close. Tenderly, he kissed the top of her head.

"Why wouldn't you, sugar? That's what usually happens. Hell, it's what I usually do." he whispered.

"But..." she whispered, surprised by his words. "I don't want you to go."

"Good." he sighed, hugging her tightly. Akina relaxed against him, feeling safe and loved. The click of the door catching made her jump.

"Did you hear that?" she snapped, sitting up and grabbing her dress.

"Yeah, it sounded like the door." he said quietly, on his feet and reaching for his sword.

"You don't need that." she hissed, moving quickly to the door. She peered outside. She saw Chizu walking quickly away.

"Shit!" she cried out, pulling the dress over her head and running after her.

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