Sin

Review Replies- Tiramisu: I'm sticking with my original plan to have Ichigo be with all of them after all. =)
qwerty: There will definitely be more than just sex between Ichigo and the other sins (although there will still be a lot of it)
MasterAkira: B-but that defies everything that I stand for! Okay, I like other couples in Bleach other than just hot guys and uke Ichigo, but this story is just going to have Ichigo as uke =D
Anon: I think I will be able to pull off having them share Ichigo, and I have a plan to do it as well =D If the plot takes a turn away from it I'll have a vote, but that doesn't seem likely right now.
monki: Just so you know when to check, I usually update this fic every Friday. lol, and don't worry, I won't make you decide, and thus cause a brain explosion.
Kazes: Isn't StarrkIchi sweet? I never suspected when I first started writing the couple that it would be one of the more 'fluffy' ones.
Lynzee: If Starrk fed me like he did Ichigo... I would die. Seriously. My brain would explode and that wouldn't be a very pretty picture.
BeniHime: Hm...Hanatarou doesn't look like the kind of guy who get's much maybe...?
VioletEyes: I think I would be happy just staring at them and drooling, but cuddling is good too.
Dorkchick: haha, maybe in another story =D
AnimeAngelSisters: It's starting already!
bijou: Me too! I can't think of a story I've written that doesn't have one...

Just a reminder, in order to refresh everyone’s memory: Ichigo is lust, Grimmjow is gluttony, Shinji is envy, Kenpachi is wrath, Nnoitra is greed, Aizen is pride and Starrk is sloth.

Ichigo is a huge tease in this chapter. I don’t know why, but his character really demanded it. This chapter length is usually what is in TWO of my chapters, but I didn’t want to break it up, so enjoy!

Beta’d by…*drum roll* Warrior Nun! Everyone give her your thanks =D

Sin: Chapter 07

…Earlier…

Nnoitra came back from his killing spree feeling unsatisfied. No amount of killing and eating could fill this want he had for more. He soon grew irritated with it and went back to Las Noches to see if he could antagonize Harribel into a fight. It always made him feel better to put that fucking bitch in her place.

He frowned as he saw the dazed state Tesla was in when he came back. “What the fuck is wrong with ya?” Nnoitra asked in irritation making Tesla snap out of it.

“That…” Tesla trailed off and Nnoitra was about to shoved his head through a wall in impatience. “The sin...” He licked his lips and had the grace to look embarrassed and ashamed. “Kurosaki Ichigo, lust.”

“Ah.” Nnoitra muttered but was secretly ecstatic with the fact he knew that the vizard that looked so tempting at the treaty convention was in Las Noches. “Where is the little fucker?”

Tesla had managed to collect himself by then and answered him in a more composed manner. “The last I saw him he was in Jeagerjaques-sama’s room.”

“Oh?” Nnoitra grinned and Tesla felt a shiver go through him at the sinister expression.

“Aizen-sama called a meeting for the espada though so you need to-”

Nnoitra threw Tesla through a wall in irritation and frowned. Damn Aizen and his stupidly long meetings. However- his grin began to spread across his face once more- that meant that Grimmjow would be at the meeting, leaving Ichigo for Nnoitra to snatch up.

He hummed to himself and there was a slight bounce in his step as he approached Grimmjow’s room. He opened the door slowly and peaked inside, but was disappointed to find that the bed was empty. He noticed the steam coming out from underneath the door of the bathroom and was about to approach it when he heard Coyote’s voice.

Nnoitra wrinkled his nose in distaste and irritation that the primera managed to get to Ichigo first. He couldn’t take Ichigo away from Starrk as easily as he could from Grimmjow. He wanted Ichigo and he would have him. He would leave for now so he wouldn’t get caught by Coyote, but there was no way he would let him go.

…Present…

Ichigo woke up to a very strange sensation. He furrowed his brow and buried his face against the pillow, squirming as he tried to relieve the discomfort.

“Ngh…” Ichigo was starting to wake up a little more now and he realized that Starrk was pressed against his back, kissing his neck softly while his fingers worked in and out of Ichigo’s entrance.

“You’re loosening up for me now.” Starrk murmured into his ears and his fingers danced against Ichigo’s prostate, making him cry out and clutch at the sheets. Starrk continued to thrust his three fingers in and out of Ichigo while he turned Ichigo onto his back. Ichigo groaned and Starrk took a moment to admire his flushed cheeks and trembling body before he took Ichigo’s erection into his mouth.

Ichigo dug his fingers into Starrk’s thick, silky brown hair and lifted his hips in encouragement. His lust pooled and twined with his reiatsu, and for some reason Ichigo could sense how much of it was tainted with the sin, and how much of it was his own.

The thought of him wanting Starrk for his own reasons and lust made Ichigo slightly apprehensive. Which immediately occurred to Ichigo that it was silly because why shouldn’t he want Starrk? That it was his own choice at least to some extent should make him feel better and not as used.

The conclusion to his thoughts made the tension within Ichigo dissipate, that he didn’t even know he had until it relaxed. He opened his hazy brown eyes and stared down at Starrk who was staring at him with such intensity that it felt like he was devouring him.

Ichigo tugged on Starrk’s hair lightly and the espada complied by sliding up Ichigo’s body to kiss him. Ichigo couldn’t help but like the bit of control he had over Starrk who seemed more than content to let Ichigo lead occasionally. Ichigo rolled them over so Starrk was on his back and pulled away from the kiss to study Starrk.

His sin was now lashing at him as if in anger for him taking so slow, but Starrk’s sin was a nice counter balance and let him calm down.

“I want you to fuck me.” Ichigo said bluntly and Starrk blinked. “I want to feel you inside of me as I ride you and-”

Ichigo was slightly surprised to find himself on his back again with Starrk ravishing his mouth and situating himself at Ichigo’s entrance. Ichigo managed to break away from the kiss before he penetrated him and pushed at Starrk’s shoulders.

“Wait! I want to do this slowly.”

“Slowly?” Starrk asked in a dubious tone, but waited nonetheless. “We’ve been going slow…”

Ichigo wanted to sigh in frustration, but instead he pulled Starrk down for a soft kiss before slipping out from underneath him. Starrk had a dangerous look in his eye that made it clear how much he wanted to yank Ichigo back to him. This made Ichigo even harder, that the normally calm and collected espada wanted to put forth so much effort to take Ichigo.

Ichigo wanted to see how much he could get away with before Starrk snapped and just took him.

“Do you have lotion or something we can use for lubricant somewhere?” Ichigo asked as he stretched his hands over his bed with a yawn. Starrk made no effort to hide the way he watched the movement and it took a second for him to respond.

“Lilinette uses some lotion…” Starrk trailed off as he thought. “But it’s perfumed so it will probably irritate you.” He paused again and Ichigo began to get impatient before he finally spoke. “Is Vaseline okay? I use it for…” He trailed off, but didn’t look the least bit embarrassed.

Ichigo thought about it for a second before shrugging. “As long as we aren’t using a condom it should be fine. Where is it?”

“Bathroom…” Starrk said quickly and even reached down to slowly stroke himself.

“Right…” Ichigo walked toward the bathroom, making sure to subtly swing his hips before pausing in the doorway. “I’m going to take a quick shower while I’m in there.”

Ichigo caught sight of the stricken look on Starrk face before he closed the door and had to fight not to laugh. He bent over to turn on the shower and then jumped when something rubbed against his ass.

“Starrk!” Ichigo yelled in surprise when Starrk grabbed his hips tightly and slid his hard cock along the crevasse of Ichigo’s ass, pressing against his entrance. “Just wait already.” Ichigo growled and turned around to chastise Starrk but froze at the dark look in his eyes. Ichigo swallowed and then pushed at Starrk’s chest.

“It’s just a quick shower, you can even join me.” Ichigo said and stepped into the shower with shaky legs. He was a bit apprehensive about Starrk not saying a word, but he let Ichigo get into the shower before getting in as well.

“You are showering to get clean, right?” Starrk finally said in a soft voice that made the hair on the nape of Ichigo’s neck stand on end despite the warm water cascading over him.

“That is the point of showering, yes.” Ichigo said sarcastically and then jumped slightly when Starrk’s fingers wiggled into his entrance. “I said shower, not fuck!” Ichigo said and tried to wiggle away but Starrk wrapped his arm around Ichigo’s waist and maneuvered him so his torso was pressed against the wall.

“I’m cleaning you.” Starrk growled into his ear and kicked his legs apart, making Ichigo almost slip if it wasn’t for Starrk holding him.

“Starrk…” Ichigo’s protest sounded weak to his own ears as Starrk rhythmically finger fucked him. He gnawed at Ichigo’s neck and rubbed his erection against Ichigo’s back as he did so, making Ichigo even hornier.

Then he pulled away and for a second Ichigo thought that Starrk had finally decided to take him, and then he saw him reach for the showerhead. Ichigo frowned in confusion and watched as Starrk removed the hand-shower of the detachable showerhead from the mount and then began to unscrew it. Ichigo had a bad feeling about it, which turned out to be correct when Starrk pinned Ichigo against the wall with his forearm pressed on his back.

“Fuck!” Ichigo shouted in surprise as the hot water suddenly caressed his ass and tried to shift away, but there was nowhere to go. “What are you doing!?” Ichigo yelled as the pressure and heat combined made his hole twitch spastically.

“I told you, I’m cleaning you.” Starrk licked the rim of Ichigo’s ear and slid his other hand down to part Ichigo’s ass and press it even closer against the rim. Ichigo could actually feel the water pushing inside of him now and his legs started to shake. It felt so incredibly good, but wrong at the same time.

“Do you still feel dirty, Ichigo?” Starrk pressed the actual spout into Ichigo’s ass and Ichigo screamed. His hips jerked forward so hard that it actually hurt as his hips and dick collided with the wall.

“Too much!!!” Ichigo clawed at the wall and reached one hand around to push Starrk’s hand away. For one brief moment Starrk only pressed it in deeper and reached around to pump Ichigo’s erection. That was all it took and Ichigo came hard against the wall. Starrk finally removed it and let it drop from his hands just as Ichigo almost collapsed.

Starrk caught his trembling body easily and held Ichigo so they were face to face in order to lean down at kiss him. Ichigo could feel Starrk’s still hard cock against his stomach and felt a little bad for him until he remember what just happened. He scowled and pushed Starrk away. Starrk was completely nonplussed as Ichigo planted his hands on his hips and glared at Starrk.

“What the fuck was that!?” He shouted with his face red from a mixture of embarrassment, the heat of the shower and a very intense orgasm.

“It was your idea to shower.” Starrk said calmly and reached toward Ichigo. Ichigo flinched until he realized that he was just reached for the dangling hose and screw the showerhead back on before replacing it on the mount.

Ichigo huffed, but realized that it was ridiculous to be angry when he had teased Starrk so much. He pulled Starrk against him under the comfortable spray and stood on the tips of his toes to give him a wet kiss. He pulled away when Starrk’s throbbing erection got pressed in between their bodies.

His eyes swept over Starrk’s wet hair which made him look even more dashing with it slicked back. His muscular body was also even sexier with his skin wet and glistening with water and droplets rolling down the hard angles.

Ichigo flicked his tongue along the pointed teeth of Starrk’s mask and Starrk tugged him close and squeezed his ass in response. Ichigo hissed slightly when Starrk rubbed the muscles in a deep massage, but didn’t protest because of how good it felt. As long as Starrk didn’t actually fuck him in the shower, that was okay with him.

Ichigo returned his attention to Starrk’s mouth watering body and sucked his way down Starrk sternum to his nipples. Ichigo swallowed the scant excess of fluid in his mouth from the water and sealed his lips over Starrk’s dusky brown nipple. Starrk hissed and his grip on Ichigo’s ass tightened, making Ichigo groan.

He continued his way down Starrk’s body until Starrk was forced to let go of his ass and Ichigo dropped to his knees.

“I can’t figure out if you are an angel from heaven to reward me,” Starrk muttered as Ichigo nipped his hip bone and then glanced up at him with warm brown eyes, “Or a devil from hell to tempt me.”

Ichigo smirked and then swallowed Starrk’s straining and neglected member. Starrk gave a guttural moan and threaded his fingers through Ichigo’s bright orange hair. Ichigo bobbed his head enthusiastically and cupped Starrk’s balls in his hands lightly. Starrk actually inhaled sharply at that and Ichigo smirked around his mouthful of cock.

“Fuck, yeah Ichigo, just like that…” Starrk muttered a stream of words, quite a few of them that Ichigo didn’t understand, but he got the idea. Ichigo pulled off of Starrk with wet slurping sound and then leaned down lower, tilting his head slightly in order to take the balls into his mouth.

Ichigo thought that he literally heard Starrk’s breath stop. His nails dug painfully into Ichigo’s scalp, but Ichigo didn’t care. Right now all he cared about was seeing how much pleasure he could give Starrk.

He sucked on them lightly and flicked his tongue over them as he pumped Starrk’s leaking cock. Ichigo could tell Starrk was close from the way his balls felt in his mouth so he gave them one last suck before easing them out of his mouth. His jaw was slightly sore from the angle and time spent doing it, but he knew Starrk was about to come anyways.

At first Ichigo didn’t really know how to deal with Starrk being uncircumcised (although Kenpachi wasn’t circumcised as well, Kenpachi had pretty much fucked him non stop and Ichigo hadn’t got to really explore). However with Starrk because they did pretty much everything but full penetration, he got to experiment a lot more.

Ichigo squeezed the head and foreskin together and then loosened his grip before squeezing tightly again. He sucked the head and foreskin into his mouth and pulled his mouth slightly away so the foreskin pulled away from the head slightly before dipping his tongue inside gently.

Starrk began to shudder so Ichigo took Starrk further into his mouth and jabbed his tongue into the slit leaking come. Starrk pushed on the back of his head so he relaxed his throat and took him as deep as he could without completely gagging himself.

“Fuck!!!” Starrk cursed and then Ichigo’s mouth was filled with his come. Ichigo hadn’t gotten used to the salty and slightly bitter taste, but it wasn’t completely unpleasant so he swallowed as much as he could of it.

Ichigo was yanked to his feet as Starrk crushed their mouths together violently. Ichigo gave a startled grunt before allowed himself to be lifted up and wrapped his legs around Starrk’s waist. Starrk turned off the shower without stopping the kiss and stepped out of the shower still holding him.

Starrk only let him down to grab a towel and began to dry Ichigo off slowly and gently, in a total turn around of how he was a moment before. Ichigo was about to grumble a protest but stopped when he saw the look in Starrk’s eyes. They were narrowed in concentration as though he was doing something very important that he didn’t want to mess up on and he was frowning slightly.

He sighed and rolled his eyes before grabbing Starrk’s wrists to stop him and leaned up to kiss him. Although Starrk was by far the more considerate and- dare he think it? – loving of the sins, but he was also the one that was most high maintenance.

When he pulled away he was getting hard again, and he could see Starrk showing interest as well. Once more he felt like he was in control, so he pulled away from Starrk and toweled his hair casually while walking over to the sink where the Vaseline was supposed to be. It wasn’t in the cabinet about the sink, so it must be below it. Ichigo couldn’t help but smirk when he bent over to retrieve it.

His ass practically burned with the intensity that Starrk was watching him. He stood slowly and walked back over to Starrk, who hadn’t moved an inch or made a move to dry himself.

“You’ll get the bed wet if you don’t dry off.” Ichigo said with a click of his tongue and set the Vaseline aside while ignored Starrk’s indignant scowl. He used the same towel he had and stood on the tips of his toes to give Starrk’s hair a vigorous dry.

“What did my hair ever do to you?” Starrk muttered, making Ichigo snort and move on to the rest of his body. There was no denying that Starrk recovered quickly, as evident by his hard on that Ichigo ignored in favor of drying Starrk’s shoulders. Starrk growled and wrapped his arms around Ichigo’s waist to tug him against him.

“You walk a very dangerous path.” Starrk warned, his gray eyes flashing before he lifted Ichigo up (remembering to grab the Vaseline) and carried him into the bedroom. Ichigo rocked their hips together even as they walked and kissed him enthusiastically. Ichigo smirked into the kiss when Starrk actually stumble a little, making Starrk retaliate with a bite.

He dropped Ichigo onto the bed and then draped his body over Ichigo’s own. Ichigo stopped Starrk when he went to grab the Vaseline and flipped him onto his back.

“Let me do it.” Ichigo said in a low, husky tone and slid off of Starrk. He grabbed a pillow and propped it against the head board to lean against for comfort. Starrk sat up to watch the show and Ichigo spread his legs wide apart so he could get a better view.

He dipped his fingers into the Vaseline and spread it around his entrance a little bit before pushing two fingers inside. Like he suspected, the water earlier cleaned him of any slickness he may have had inside of him, making the jelly very necessary. His passage was still very tight as well. One of the downsides to healing so quickly was that his body retained its tightness and refused to stay stretched.

Ichigo spread his fingers apart and rotated them around, making him pant harshly as he brushed against his prostate. Starrk’s cock twitched at the sound and he reached over to grab the petroleum jelly in order to slick himself up. Ichigo had added a third finger by then and other then some slight initial discomfort, his body was singing with pleasure.

He thrust the fingers in and out of himself roughly and splayed them apart in order to make sure he was as stretched as possible. Starrk growled at the sight of Ichigo flushed and panting and reached over to touch him, but his hand was smacked away.

“Not yet.” Ichigo said breathlessly and tilted his head back with a moan as he rubbed against his prostate. “Still too tight…” If Starrk had wolf ears they would have been pinned down to his head and his fur would be on end from tension.

His lip twitched and a snarl from deep in his chest rumbled in the back of his throat. His gray eyes glinted silver and his canines sharpened and elongated. Ichigo froze and his body tensed in preparation for fight or flight, but the predator was quicker than the prey.

Starrk grabbed a hold of Ichigo’s legs and yanked him forcefully towards him so Ichigo was splayed flat on his back. Starrk smothered Ichigo’s lips with his own and pried Ichigo’s legs apart to move in between them quickly. Ichigo’s nails dug into Starrk’s shoulders and his body twisted underneath him while his yelped words were muffled.

Starrk lined his slicked cock up to Ichigo’s entrance and penetrated the entirety of his thick, long member in a single movement. Ichigo went eerily still at the initial shock before he writhed underneath him. Starrk let out a deep sigh of satisfaction and pleasure as he was finally seated into Ichigo’s tight, perfect heat.

Oh yeah, Ichigo. Starrk blinked and removed his mouth from Ichigo’s which was only slightly bloodied from the sharp teeth that accidentally nipped him. He lapped at the blood and then nuzzled the side of Ichigo’s face as he waited for Ichigo to respond. His jaw was clenched and his eyes were screwed shut, but Starrk knew he couldn’t be in too much pain because he was prepared and well-lubricated.

He rocked his hips forward to entice Ichigo’s body to accept the forceful intrusion, while hopefully getting Ichigo to as well. Ichigo let out a soft gasp and his reiatsu spiked, rising and falling rapidly in time with his pulse. His eyes finally opened and Starrk frowned at the anger there that was directed at him.

He leaned down to kiss him and Ichigo turned his head away, making Starrk begin to feel a little irritated. He gripped Ichigo’s chin firmly and crashed his lips over Ichigo’s. He began to squirm and try to turn his head away, but Starrk held him firmly. Ichigo stiffened slightly when Starrk began to move, and this his back arched upward and he relaxed into the kiss.

Starrk pulled away from Ichigo’s lips finally and braced himself with his forearms on either side of Ichigo’s head while he studied Ichigo’s flushed face. Their spiritual energy was flowing together now, rather then at first where Ichigo’s struggled against Starrk’s. He felt his chest warm up in pleasure at the thought and he draped his body completely against Ichigo’s so there wasn’t a millimeter between their skins.

He kissed Ichigo again, but this time it was languid as Starrk gave short, quick jabs with his hips that made Ichigo inhale sharply every time he did so. The bed creaked with the strength behind the thrusts and Starrk wondered if he should hold back a little for Ichigo. That thought made him think about how Ichigo reacted to when he first entered him. Perhaps he should have been gentler?

Oh well, there was no use crying over spilt milk. He gave Ichigo one last kiss before he slipped out of Ichigo and flipped him over onto his stomach.

“Wha-” That was all Ichigo could get out before Starrk yanked his hips up and slid into Ichigo once more.

“AH!” Ichigo straightened up immediately so his back was plastered against Starrk’s chest and his fingers dug into the backs of Starrk’s hand. Starrk growled as the action caused Ichigo to tighten even more around him and bit down on his neck.

“Fuck, Starrk!” Ichigo cursed and Starrk couldn’t tell if it was in pain or pleasure. Either way, Ichigo was hard and leaking and Starrk was getting close as well.

Ichigo fell forward from the force of Starrk’s thrusts and had to grip the footboard to brace him against it. Ichigo’s mind was a whirl of conflicted emotions and feelings as Starrk fucked him. On one hand it was so good, but on the other hand he was now riding mostly on his sin alone after it began.

He didn’t know what he expected from Starrk after he teased him, but he did decide to never do it again. He actually really liked it when Starrk was aggressive and forceful, but he loved his sweet side as well. The pleasure was definitely there, but his body balked at the fullness because of how rough it was at first.

Fuck, though, it still felt so good. His groin was tightening and he could feel Starrk’s pace become more erratic as he grew close as well. Starrk held his hips in a bruising grip and never once neglected Ichigo’s prostate as they fucked. Without even touching himself, Ichigo’s body spasmed and he spilled his orgasm onto his stomach and the bedding.

His arms and legs trembled and he was on the verge of collapse when Starrk finally gave one last thrust into his contracting body and spurted inside of him. Ichigo’s arms and legs shook and he finally just let himself drop to his stomach with Starrk still inside of him.

Starrk remained propped up and he took a few deep breaths as he studied Ichigo. Ichigo’s eyes were closed but his quick pants indicated he was still conscious. Starrk melded his body to Ichigo’s once more and pressed butterfly kisses all over his hair and the exposed half of his face until Ichigo groaned and tried to nudge him away.

“Ge’ off Starrk…” Ichigo mumbled but Starrk ignored him in favor of sweeping his orange hair away from his face and kissed his eye which was slightly damp from tears. Ichigo groaned and he tried to shift and wiggle out from underneath him.

“You better stop that.” Starrk warned and gave a very small thrust of his hips to demonstrate, making Ichigo freeze. Not only was Starrk still inside of him, but Starrk was getting hard again as well.

“Can’t do it again right now…” Ichigo said and reached behind himself to push at Starrk’s hips. He let out a low whine as Starrk rocked his hips and he buried his face into a pillow.

“Come one, Ichigo.” Starrk coaxed and dragged his limp body up so he was straddling Starrk’s lap. “Just a little…” He lifted Ichigo up and was going to ease him back down but Ichigo let out a pained whimper. Starrk felt his heart melt a little at that so he pulled Ichigo off of him completely and didn’t push him back down. Instead he rolled Ichigo onto his back and decided to examine the damage.

Ichigo tried to keep his legs together in embarrassment, something he did not matter how many times Starrk saw him. Starrk frowned slightly at the red, slightly swollen puckered entrance. He wasn’t bleeding from the rough treatment, and Starrk suspected he could thank the Vaseline for that.

He pressed Ichigo’s legs further apart and Ichigo groaned as his skin was stretched. Starrk glanced up at his pained face before pressing a kiss to the pink hole. Ichigo was suspicious of Starrk actions and nudged at Starrk’s head with his hand.

“We can do more later, just give me a break for now.” Ichigo grumbled, but Starrk ignored him.

“I need to clean you up first.” He flicked his tongue against Ichigo’s entrance and instantly tasted his own come as well as a slightly metallic taste from the rough treatment. Ichigo’s cock took interest despite himself and Ichigo decided to just not fight it anymore.

Starrk lapped at his entrance and prodded it gently before reaching up and slipping a finger inside of him. Ichigo instantly clamped his legs together and used the rest of his energy to punch Starrk in the jaw. Starrk recoiled at the hit; giving Ichigo enough of opportunities to leap off the bed.

“Ichigo! Where are you going?” Starrk asked anxiously as Ichigo threw on his clothes quickly with shaking hands.

“Away from you!” Ichigo snarled and he stumbled to the door, hissing and clutching his stomach at the fast movements.

“Wait, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to…” Starrk got off the bed as well and sonido’d to Ichigo who used his reiatsu to flash step away. Starrk cursed and was going to go after him but Lilinette’s voice in the doorway stopped him.

“Let him go.” She muttered and stepped inside. She crossed her arms over her chest and frowned heavily at Starrk who looked like a kicked puppy. “What exactly were you thinking Starrk?”

“I don’t know.” Starrk said miserably and sat on his bed. “I guess you know what happened.”

“I am your sword after all.” Lilinette said grumpily and gave a heavy sigh at Starrk’s downcast look. “Just because he’s the sin lust doesn’t mean you can just use him like that. Try to consider his feelings as well.”

“I did try! But it was so hard when he looked so fuckable and sexy like that and he tasted so good I only wanted more and…” Starrk trailed off and his eyes flashed. “I got…greedy?”

Anger began to cloud his expression and mind and Lilinette realized where he was going with this.

“Nnoitra…” She hissed. “I can’t believe we didn’t sense him.”

“He’s probably using something to cloak his reiatsu.” Starrk got to his feet and then yawned loudly. He was so sleepy, he wanted to sleep…but he couldn’t. Nnoitra probably had Ichigo now and he had to find the bastard. Guilt and anxiety were also hitting him hard as he remembered his roughness with Ichigo.

“I promise to show you the real side of me.” Starrk murmured to himself and ignored his body and mind screaming at him to rest and be slothful. Instead he listened only to his heart which told him to find Ichigo.

…

In the Gods’ realm, Loki growled in irritation as he realized that one out of the seven sins had already achieved their virtue. Freya, however, was quite pleased with the event and was just that much closer in winning the bet.

“You haven’t won yet.” Loki growled at the goddess and disappeared in a flash, leaving the goddess to bask in the sun of her honey-bunny, Od, who didn’t care about the outcome either way as long as his sweet muffin was happy.

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I love this couple to bits! Not as much as my OTP Kenpachi x Ichigo of course… (I say this so much everyone must be sick of it). The shower scene was actually inspired by a KenIchi one shot in ChillyRaven’s collection, Ichigo Fairytales that was written by the fabulous FuzziBunniez.

A few people have been asking about this, so I will explain now. The virtues that I will be incorporating into the plot of this story are not going to be separate individuals from the sins. Without me giving away too much, the virtues are something that the sins have to obtain in order to break free of their forced sacrifice. This doesn’t mean that they are in anyway going to be virtuous, nor will they NOT feel the urge for their sin again. This will be explained much more thoroughly in later chapters by Loki and perhaps others gods as well.

I don’t know why this is, but I am always surprised with how little guys’ balls are paid attention to in fan fiction… Maybe because they are written mostly by females so they don’t know, but you would think even women know from experience that a lot of men like it when you play with their balls. Gently, of course, but still totally revved for it.