Straitjacket Feeling

 A/N: I'm going to go ahead and apologize for the chapter being a bit broken up for now. I was playing around with different conversations and playing with the characters for a bit, something that's really quite addicting to do. Also wanted to give out a lot of thanks for the reviews; I've never had reviews before that actually made me sit aside everything and think about the whole thing; that actually pushed for the development of the story; I've been trying to look through all the options- which are a LOT- so hopefully there won't be any disappointment in it.

A soft sigh left her as the minutes seemed to drag on and on with little to no reflection on her mild impatience. She had left Isane in charge of taking care of Nemu for now while she put other things in order. Looking after the subjects wasn't exactly... what she was looking forward to doing, but they would need her once the deed had been done. It was a touchy procedure and she needed to look after everyone who had been involved. However, she gave them as much freedom as they wanted; they could stay and speak with her for however long they wanted or they could just go back to their Divisions until further notice. She had wrestled with Captain Mayuri on how to treat the subjects and after hours of arguing, she came out as victor; they could go where they wanted to after the procedure with no fear of anyone finding out; it was only the following days later that they would be called back for testing once more. Until then though, they could carry on with however they wanted to spend their days without interference from the testing area.

Her fingertips softly kneaded her temples as she thought over the list of subjects.

Captain Soifon had volunteered to be first just to test the waters and had emerged an hour or two ago looking rather... well pleased. She only assured them that things would work off before she excused herself to smoke a cigarette. After her was... Lieutenant Nanao- she didn't know why on Earth that woman would volunteer for a feat like this but it was not her place to judge. They all wanted to make sacrifices she supposed. Although, the woman should've been back by now. She was beginning to wonder if something other than the obvious was going on- maybe there was a problem?

Upon finishing the thought, she looked up in time to see the dark-haired Lieutenant emerge from the rather chilling, confided corridor; her face was flushed, her glasses slightly skewed and she was holding the front of her uniform together as she adjusted it. She had that look as though she didn't want to discuss it with anyone but alas, it was her job to make sure the possible psychological... stresses weren't present.

"Nanao, may I speak with you?" she called; watching as the woman seemed to take a moment in hesitation before she walked over to her. "Is everything alright?"

The woman pushed up on her glasses and brushed aside her hair. "Uh, yes, Captain Unohana."

"Are you okay?"

"I'm just... a little tired, that's all." Nanao answered as she finished readjusting her uniform. "If you'll excuse me please... I think I'm going to return back to my Division and take a long shower."

She nodded and allowed for the woman to move on through the facility. This seemed more and more like a mistake but there was no turning back now; after the next subject shows up, she could take a few moments to go speak with Isane. Part of her didn't want to know who was going to be next but she was here for the support and to make sure they were... emotionally able to go through with the process.

"Captain Unohana, is this where we're supposed to meet up?"

"Oh dear..." she whispered as the voice was quickly recognized and identified in her mind. She glanced behind her as she watched the blonde-haired woman walk towards her; her eyes seemingly caught up in the massive decorations of the facility around her though. "Kiyone, what are you doing here?"

"Is this the wrong place?" she questioned; her smoky eyes narrowing slightly.

"If you're the next subject then... yes." Unohana answered almost reluctantly.

"Okay because some of the other girls panicked and got cold feet about this whole thing." Kiyone started; her hands resting on her waist. "So suddenly I'm at the top of the list and it's crazy but I'm guessing it's not too bad, right? I mean, you would do something about this if it wasn't safe... right?"

She let out a light sigh and forced herself to nod at the woman. "I've talked to the two subjects before and they've said... it seems perfectly safe."

"If it was safe, we wouldn't be trying to get pregnant from it." the woman lightly chuckled; humoring herself with the situation.

"Kiyone... why do you appear so cheerful about this?"

The blonde shrugged slightly and tried to busy herself with examining the things around her once more. "To be honest, Captain Unohana, when I'm nervous I just start talking. You can ask Isane, I'll talk her ear off if something happens and I can't find the proper way to express it or react to it; so in this case... I just try to joke around and pretend it's not as serious as the others say so. I mean, I'll go in there, strip it off, do the deed and pretend it never happened, right? That seems reasonable enough."

"Kiyone, I-"

"If the next subject is here and ready, you're welcomed to go in there." Akon started as he passed by; a pen in one hand as he went down through the clipboard.

"That's me." Kiyone sighed; ruffling up her hair before she seemed to shake herself of the worry. "I'll be back in an hour or so. Oh and Captain Unohana... can you not tell Isane about this? I'm afraid she'll... well you know."

"I'll try not to." she nodded; watching as the woman grinned and nodded back before she hurried on down the corridor. Sighing once more, she looked back to the blue-haired man nearby. "Tell me, Akon... how many subjects are actually listed?"

He glanced up from his clipboard for a moment at the question before he turned back down. "Well, this is the first batch for today, so we only listed four for now; there's one more subject after this and then we'll close down for a few days before we re-open for the testing. If there's a positive sign, then we'll bring in the second group; if not, we may bring them in anyways to create more diversity among the test subjects to make sure we're covering all our bases."

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"So you must be this Espada that everyone's talking about. I've never seen one before or been this close to one... did they all used to be as fine looking as you?"

He was halfway through splashing cold water over his face when the voice startled him; he didn't even hear that damn door open. He turned quickly to the blonde-haired figure standing in the bathroom doorway; her hands were pressed against the open doorframe to seemingly block the only entrance and exit into the room. There was this stupidly-attractive grin on her face as she leaned forward just a bit.

"Looks like those other two gave you some hell; I hope you're not too tired."

"Excuse me?" he started to question; really quite unsure how to dictate her attitude. The first subject had been rather blunt and brash; the second one was more reluctant and forced; but this one... almost seemed to be enjoying it.

Slowly, that cheerful attitude seemed to fall for a moment before it was brushed back up. "Sorry if I came on too strong, I'm a bit... hyperactive in situations like this... I don't always think before I speak sometimes."

"Yeah... I can tell." he replied as he reached blindly for the towel hanging up on the rack behind him; just a bit reluctant to take his eyes off the woman in front of him. "So... what exactly are you doing here?"

"Doing the same thing the other two were... literally."

"Yes well... I must inform you that those two before we a bit... strenuous; I would appreciate a moment to myself if you will." he spoke as he brought the towel up to dry off the last bits of water from his face.

"Oh well... I didn't exactly plan for something like that."

"And I didn't plan for something like this but it's amazing what you'll do on short notice." he muttered.

She frowned lightly before she pushed herself from the doorway and cut through the space between them; watching as he seemed too busy cleaning off his glasses to notice her. "You know, I'd imagine a lot of guys would love to be in your place right now."

"Well they can have it."

"I take it that you don't enjoy it."

A long, almost irritated sign left him as he let the towel drop to the floor and looked to where she had cut the space between them by half. "Don't take this the wrong way, I just don't enjoy the fact that I have to bed so many women after I've already impregnated one; it seems as though your Society works backwards for these sort of things."

"Don't worry, you're not the only one who has a problem with it. You should've heard Isane talk about it earlier, she was just going off on this and that." Kiyone started. "I mean, she appreciates that Captain Unohana would step into this to make sure Nemu's okay and she likes the fact that she's the head of the medical team but-"

"What medical team?" he interrupted.

"The one that was put in charge of making sure her and the baby stay healthy; well the team who actually treats her like a normal human being rather than some kind of test subject." she answered. "I think Isane's with her right now- which uh, is why I'm here because if she ever found out that I volunteered for this, she will blow her top at me; although I guess the secret is off if I get pregnant."

"I don't think you'll have to worry about that." he replied. "In fact, that's really quite no concern at all."

"Why? We're not going to do this... horizontal bump game?"

"I'll leave that decision up to you, or we can just give off the illusion of it instead; either way though, it's really not going to change how things end."

She narrowed her eyes slightly at his remark. "I... don't think I understand."

"Don't worry yourself with it." he sighed before he pushed himself to finish the space between them; fingers touched at her blonde bangs as he moved them aside and took a few quick seconds to study her face. It was obvious that she was nervous but her rather... outgoing personality prevented that from completely showing through. "You are remarkably gorgeous."

A crimson blush raced itself across her cheeks at the words. "You're just saying that to arouse me."

"Is it working?"

"I don't know... keep talking and we'll find out."

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Isane sighed as she leaned back on her arms and listened to the mattress squeak at the redistribution of weight. "So uh... this whole thing's going to be pretty interesting towards the end of it."

"Why would you say that?" Nemu questioned; watching as the woman rolled her head against her shoulders to work out a strain in her neck.

"It's just... well, Captain Unohana informed me that when the time does come for the baby to be born and all... I might have to be the one to help with the delivery; I'm just not sure if I'm really up to doing something like that." she answered. "I mean, I will if I have to, there's no doubts there it's just... you know, if I can get Captain Unohana to do it, I'll try."

"Does it make you uncomfortable knowing that you'll have to help delivery a hybrid?"

"No, it's not that, it's just... you're my friend and all but I don't think I can support the things that are going on right now. I'll support you, there's no doubt there but... everything following, I want nothing to do with."

She listened as the woman seemed to stumble over the words that she numbingly picked out of thin air. "I wasn't even aware that I would be receiving support during the birth until Captain Unohana informed me of this team of yours."

"What? Did you just expect that someone was going to strap you to a table and expect you to birth the child that way?" Isane questioned; half as a joke before she took note of the woman's unchanging expression. "... You did, didn't you?"

"That seemed like the more reasonable way, yes."

"You know what... forget what I said earlier, I'd much rather help during delivery than let you think something like that was going to happen."

"Is... Captain Unohana going to be in charge of that whole operation once it comes down to that?"

"What? You mean like when it comes down to delivery and everything?" Isane asked; watching as the woman nodded. "Well... yes, I would assume that Captain Unohana would take charge of that- that's why she volunteered for this in the first place. Why? Are you worried about something?"

She thought her answer over carefully. "I was wondering if... he could be present during the procedure."

"I... I guess it depends. Do you want him there?"

"I think so... yes."

"I'll see what I can do about it but just be warned, most guys tend to freak out during the whole delivery thing." Isane started to warn although almost chuckling at the words too. "And you know, Captain Unohana shared some stories with me about how... the woman in labor managed to do some... physical damages against her partner. Just minor things, like broken fingers, bruised ribs, fractured wrists... temporary sterilization, the whole works. To be honest, I think it would almost be safer if he wasn't present during that time; I'd hate to see what you could do to him."

She watched as the woman tried to take a more lighter, humored view on the topic, only to quickly silence herself when she didn't follow with her. "I understand your point, perhaps it would be safer, but after everything that will have happened up to that point... I think we both deserve at least some time with the offspring. Or at least I hope we get that much."

"I'm sure you will; I mean, Captain Unohana is on your side, she's not going to let anything happen too soon- not until a more 'appropriate' time approaches." Isane replied; trying to keep some form of light in the situation. She reached over and gingerly took one of the woman's hands into her own. "Don't worry, you'll get the chance to hold the baby. You both will. I promise."

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“You’re incredibly sensitive, aren’t you?”

A husky moan left her lips as her body arched upward; a soft, pleasured cry followed afterwards as he stroked the collection of nerves that lined the tighter ring of her inner walls. “You have no idea…” she gasped as she ran her fingers through her wet bangs to push them from her face. “It’s almost shameless how easy it is for me to get off.”

He chuckled lightly at the remark and watched how her body withered and arched with every thrust; her body was desirably tight and slick with warm fluids that coated every inch of her walls; every penetration was smooth and seemed to course over her nerves again and again. Every second was filled with her moans as her body contorted to every hot rush of euphoria that flooded her brain. “That fact just makes my job a lot easier.”

Fingertips traced down the curve of her throat as she felt his hands tug at her hips and pull her harder against him. “Ahh…. Y-yeah… uh… my boyfriend always seems to enjoy that; I don’t make him work for it…”

“Boyfriend?” he repeated; panting lightly as he pulled her hips away from him before he drug her back; listening to that familiar moan as he forced aside her folds and pressed through her muscles. “You volunteered even… that doesn’t make this weird for you?”

“If it’s weird for me…” she started; curling fingers against her flesh as she felt him brush the opening of her cervix again. He seemed to tease her as he only pushed the opening again and again. “It’s gotta be worse for you, right?”

He tried to put more focus on finishing off the tight collection of muscles that tensed up her lower abdomen; fingers tightened the hold on her hips as he carefully rocked them back and forth. “Yeah… that’s right….”

It was really quite... strange almost just to sit back and watch her. With every thrust, it was like her entire body twisted as one; those flushed lips parted as her lungs gave in to another long moan and lifted her from the mattress; her spine giving in to every arch and pushing herself into any position possible; her legs squeezed against his sides and he could feel her flesh almost shuddering with every penetration that brought her closer. He had seen very few women who were this in-tuned to their own bodies; who had merged the line between physical and mental lust to give themselves an advantage when it came to sexual attitudes. Any one little touch in the right spot and she was ready and begging to go.

He watched the way she panted as her body pressed itself closer to that mental edge that was holding her back; observing every little motion and movement that gave light to the shadows of her body. Her fingers dragged themselves through the folded sheets underneath before they curled and clawed into the fabric like it was supportive flesh. He could feel her tighten and shudder as her body urged for a quicker release; her walls almost clenching against him and forcing every following thrust to be harder and quicker than the last. Her hips bore down as her back lifted once more as though to signify that last break in the wall.

It was almost more satisfying to hear her scream than anything else.

The passing and mixing of fluids between them could barely reach the kind of exhilaration that came from watching her reach that dueling moment of climax both physically and mentally. He barely even realized the amount of pressure her legs had squeezed into his sides until she slowly released them; a mild ache escaped from his sore flesh.

She tilted her head back with lips open to pull in the refreshing cold air into her heat-stroked lungs; moaning softly when she felt him carefully remove himself from her body. His lips touched at the sweat-covered flesh of her sternum and she could almost feel them touching against her thundering heart as well. The temptation was unbearable to resist as her fingertips lightly curved against his jawline before she pulled him up to match his lips against her own. It almost seemed sinful to wrap her arms around him and practically hold him against her; maybe he fell into the same temptation as his hands pressed into her lower back as he returned the gesture. It was a slow pace embrace as she took the time to enjoy that last taste of him; feeling the way his tongue eased over every inch of her mouth. She took him up on every small tease and gesture as he urged her to give in to that last bit of desire; allowing for the embrace to develop and give away what was left over from previous arousal. This was temporary.

They could give away to desires as much as they wanted to with little acknowledgement from anyone else.

If she wanted to kiss this... Espada like he was her partner, then so be it.

A soft sigh left her as she felt him slowly dissolve the embrace between them. "Sentaro..."

"Is that your boyfriend's name?" he questioned; chuckling as he watched the crimson blush burn across her face upon the realization. "Whatever gets you through this."

"That's not it-" she started to object; stopping when it only seemed to fuel his laughing. She found herself chuckling with him as she buried her fingers in his hair and pulled him back down against her. "I'm a little bias when I say he's a bit more attractive but you... I think there's an appeal in having this kind of 'collector's item' deal."

"Is that why you signed on to this?"

"Ha... no, I'm not entirely sure why but... can't say I regret it."

"I'm sure you'll find a reason for it later." he remarked as he let her pull him into one second-long embrace before he pulled away. "I'm going to assume that you're fairly satisfied with the experience... unless you want a second opinion on it."

"I'm tempted but... I don't want to wear you out for the next 'subject' and ruin her night." she teased; giving into a long stretch that arched her body out once more. A low chuckle escaped her as she felt his lips against the curve of her stomach. "Oohh no, don't do that; you're making it more difficult to leave."

He still couldn't quite grasp her rather outgoing outlook on the entire thing but he supposed she had her own way of dealing with things. "I'll give you some time to yourself to redress."

"That's okay." she interrupted as she eventually pushed herself onto her forearms before continuing on till she rested on her palms. Her lips touched at the heated skin of his forehead as she slowly worked herself over the edge of the bed. "I'll redress; you can try to rest yourself a bit before the next lady comes on in."

He watched as she seemed to roll herself off the mattress and somehow managed to land somewhat gracefully on her feet; he couldn't help but to notice the slender structure of her form- taking in the curves of her back and the subtle shape of her backside. A light chuckle removed itself from his lips as he watched her slowly collect the articles of clothing that had been tossed about. Fingers picked up her underwear and slipped it back on before she snagged her bra next; somewhat struggling to clip it back into place. He eventually pushed himself to find a more comfortable position against the bed; still entertaining himself as he watched her go about her route. After seeing her bare flesh... it didn't seem like the uniform fit her that well at all.

"I know a lot about guys needing their rest." she started as she managed to shimmy her way into her uniform pants; fingers quickly tying the white sash around her waist to keep them in place. "Whenever our Captain was out on a mission or at a meeting, Sentaro and I would put ourselves through these like, sex marathons and see how many times we could do it before he got back. Needless to say, I'm pretty sure we pushed the boundary a few times. It got to the point where neither of us could walk and after awhile, I think our Captain figured out what we were doing."

She seemed to laugh with every word and maintain that light-spirited attitude she had when she first came it; it was hard not to want to almost... feel that same kind of expression. "I can see why he would want to keep up with you."

"We're really quite... an interesting couple." she laughed. "I don't even know what really attracts me to him but there's something there... I guess the same would go for you two, right?"

"It's difficult to explain but yes, something like that." he nodded.

She let out another sigh and stretched once more; feeling her entire body seem to pop with every movement. "I... I hope this works out for you; I would really like to see... where it goes. You make an odd pair, but well I guess I could see the potential of it; I mean you're going through all of this for her."

"Don't worry yourself with it." he started; taking note of the drastic change in her tone. "Now then, you should probably head back before that next subject gets impatient."

She chuckled as that familiar-looking grin came back. "I'll be sure to give you a good review."

"And I'll put something in the commentary box of your report." he replied; watching as she slowly departed through that every irritating door- speaking to the whoever it was standing on the other side.

Three down, who knows how many others to go...