Stained

Review Replies- MasterAkira: Ugh, all the french is making my head spin! Oh wait, never mind, that was the smut scene.
ShadowofLight: Who wouldn't be jealous of Ichigo? With those four hot semes...
Kunitsu: They have a better time expressing themselves through sex rather than words, that's for certain.
blasterblurby: That's what Ichigo gets for having devious semes as his boyfriends. He should be careful around them.
Lynzee: They finally get their turn, and not a moment too soon!
Candy_Flapjack: I try not to make Ichigo a slut, and he seems like he would still be naive and innocent despite not being a virgin. I'm glad you liked it!
Tiramisu: My, what a dorky dance that was! Love it~
Nusku: Ichigo will never catch a break...
Muny: kukuku, but I do so love to tease! Here ya are.

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Stained: Chapter 9

Ichigo realized long ago that for some reason he found himself in sticky situations quite often, although more recently the emphasis was put on ‘sticky.’

Ichigo’s mouth was muffled with the palm of Grimmjow’s hand as Kenpachi’s own hand which was down the front of Ichigo’s pants worked his erection almost violently. Ichigo panted and squirmed, but it was no use even if he really did want to get away. He wanted it. The pleasure, the attraction and raw passion that came from being with the two men.

The only thing that held him back was the thought of Shirosaki and Stark. Ichigo was not promiscuous or a slut. He stayed with one person (or two in this case) and didn’t cheat. Stark and Shirosaki took his virginity and he fully intended to sleep only with them until they broke up or… that was it.

But he couldn’t deny his feelings and emotions towards Grimmjow and Kenpachi that wasn’t simply lust. Grimmjow had finally tired of only being able to use one hand and whispered into Ichigo’s ear.

“Are you going to be quiet if I remove my hand?”

Ichigo nodded sincerely and Grimmjow did so. Ichigo licked his lips and Grimmjow followed the movement hungrily.

“I can’t do this.” Ichigo murmured but made no move to stop the other two from undressing him.

“Why not?” Grimmjow asked as Kenpachi already began to undo Ichigo’s pants.

“I’m not a slut.” Ichigo murmured and still didn’t stop them from undressing him. His shirt was already pulled over his head and Kenpachi was pushing his pants and boxers down. “Wait…” He almost whimpered in pleasure.

“Do you really think this makes you a slut?” Grimmjow asked as he gripped Ichigo’s erection tightly and rubbed his thumb over the head.

“I- AH!” Kenpachi pushed two fingers into Ichigo, making him tremble and cling to Grimmjow who was not in the least bit sorry about it. “Th-that’s…”

“Tight.” Kenpachi hissed into his ear and twisted his fingers, making Ichigo have to cling even more to Grimmjow lest his legs give out. “You must have a fast healing ability to be this tight after them fucking you.”

“Don’t say it that way.” Ichigo mumbled and Grimmjow exchanged an amused glance with Kenpachi.

“It’s what they did, didn’t they?” Grimmjow asked as he undid his pants and let his erection spring free. Ichigo panted as Grimmjow gripped his hips and slid their erections together.

“Oi, Kenpachi, you better be using lube.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

“You actually brought some to school?” Grimmjow snickered.

“This is Shunsui’s private office for when Ukitake visits.” There was no more clarification needed to be added because everyone knew what happened when Shunsui and Ukitake were alone.

Grimmjow laughed and Ichigo wrinkled his nose. “There is no way you’re using that on me!” He snarled and jerked his hips forward into Grimmjow’s when Kenpachi squeezed his ass tightly.

“It’s not like it’s dirty or anything, or already used.” Kenpachi muttered into his ear and licked the shell of it lewdly. “You don’t want me to not use it.”

He grabbed Ichigo’s hand and guided it to his erection which Ichigo had yet to see. He swallowed as he felt the enormous length and girth, making him have second thoughts.

“Don’t scare him you idiot!” Grimmjow snarled and kicked Kenpachi before lifting the naked Ichigo into his arms and leaning back against the wall so Ichigo was dangling slightly, but still comfortable.

Kenpachi snorted and Ichigo heard the click up the cap being opened on the lube. Ichigo swallowed and Grimmjow nuzzled his neck while he continued to rub against him. Ichigo gasped as the head of Kenpachi’s erection slid in between his cheeks and he clutched at Grimmjow’s shoulders while sitting up slightly.

“Don’t be too rough, I heal but I still feel pain when you… do it.” Ichigo murmured to Kenpachi who kissed his temple before he thrust in.

“AGH!!!!” Ichigo threw his head back against Kenpachi’s muscled shoulder and dug his nails into the hands at his hips. If he didn’t know the type of pleasure that awaited him after he got used to it, Ichigo would have considered killing Kenpachi right then and there. As it was he grabbed a hold of Kenpachi’s hair and arched his back so he could sink his teeth into Kenpachi’s throat.

Kenpachi grunted and he thrust into Ichigo the rest of the way, making Ichigo groan into Kenpachi’s bloody throat and tremble. He detached his teeth if only to take in deep, shuddering breaths.

Grimmjow, who was lapping at his throat, kissed him to taste Kenpachi’s blood. When he pulled away Ichigo could see his mouth smeared with red, which made his blue eyes appear even brighter and more shocking.

Kenpachi reached around and rubbed his nipples, pinching them until Ichigo gasped and they hardened underneath his touch. Grimmjow stroked both of their erections together and slowly Ichigo began to relax to the large and painful intrusion, making Kenpachi smirk into his hair and then begin to pull away just slightly before thrusting into him again.

The first few movements were painful and raw to Ichigo, but soon he loosened up and Kenpachi angled his hips so he pressed against his prostate. Ichigo moaned and pushed back against him to get more of the feeling.

He was glad that he had partners like Kenpachi who were so strong he didn’t have to worry about hurting them or them not being able to handle him. He most certainly couldn’t be in the position he was in now if they weren’t.

He pressed his back hard against Kenpachi’s strong torso and brought his knees up and braced them on either side of Grimmjow’s hips. The only thing that kept him up was the solidity of Kenpachi’s form and trusting that he wouldn’t let him fall.

“Did you let both of them fuck you at the same time?” Grimmjow asked as he slid their erections against each other.

“You mean both inside of me?” Ichigo asked between moans as Kenpachi played his body like a regal instrument. His fingers knew where to press and stroke and he knew just where to thrust to make Ichigo scream just the right note.

“Yes.” Grimmjow purred and Ichigo faltered slightly as he realized that Grimmjow’s cock was now slightly different. There were little spikes covering his dick that weren’t sharp, but they were hard and it made Ichigo trembled as the pressed against his cock pleasurably.

“Grimmjow…” He was uncertain now and Grimmjow bit down on his neck before pulling away.

“They aren’t going to break the skin; they just make it more intense.”

“Wh-what is it…” He trailed off as Kenpachi pistoned in and out of him harshly, letting it be known that he was still there. Like Ichigo could forget.

“Part of my power is that I can transform into a cat.” Grimmjow explained, but didn’t say any more because Ichigo yelped when Kenpachi bit his neck.

“Spread your legs apart more Ichigo.” Kenpachi said and Ichigo tried to comply, but he was shaking so bad he almost slipped. Kenpachi growled in response and reached around his body to hook his hands underneath Ichigo’s knees and spread them wide apart. Ichigo cried out slightly as his muscles were stretched past what he was used to and Kenpachi relented a little, but not much.

“Do it Grimmjow, fuck him and show him who he belongs to.”

“I don’t belong to anyone!” Ichigo tried to shout it, but it came out hoarse.

Grimmjow reached around Kenpachi and grabbed the lube. Ichigo watched as he slicked himself up and hoped that he was stretched enough to be penetrated by both of them. He only did it once with Stark and Shirosaki before both of them relented and agreed not to do it too often, but it seemed like Grimmjow and Kenpachi were going for it as well.

“Just go slow-oh!”

The head of Grimmjow’s erection popped past his initial tight ring and pressed next to Kenpachi’s. He was right that the spikes didn’t scratch his insides (thank god) but they weren’t something he was used to. Unlike Shirosaki and Stark who were longer and slightly thick, Grimmjow and Kenpachi were thicker and not as long (but not short by any means).

The added girth wasn’t something that Ichigo found entirely pleasant at first, but once he relaxed and didn’t fight it, it wasn’t agony. The thickness inside of him pressed against his prostate constantly and Ichigo already felt like he was going to burst.

Kenpachi and Grimmjow, it seemed, were having a competition to see who could make Ichigo scream the most. His throat felt tight from all of the sounds he was making and he buried his face against the nook of Grimmjow’s neck while his body trembled and shivered.

Kenpachi laughed; a sound that came deep from his chest and sent vibrations down Ichigo’s spine.

“Ichigo.” Kenpachi growled into his ear and gave a sharp thrust.

Grimmjow continued to pump him, always pinching the base of his cock if he felt Ichigo was getting too close to completion.

“You aren’t just their little berry.” Grimmjow said and groaned as Ichigo tightened around him. “You’re ours and we don’t intend to let you go.”

“You are all possessive bastards.” Ichigo said through gasps for breath and shivered as Kenpachi quickened his thrusts, making Grimmjow hiss as he brushed against him inside of Ichigo.

“Yes we are.” Kenpachi said in agreement and tightened his hands on Ichigo’s legs. “Oi, Jeagerjaques, are you close?”

“Yeah.” Grimmjow licked Ichigo’s neck and nodded. “At the same time? I want to fill him up so it leaks out of him every time he takes a step.”

“Fuck, wait for me!” Ichigo cried, making both of them chuckle at the same time in a somewhat creepy manner.

“Don’t worry Ichi; we’ll let you come first.” Grimmjow said generously.

Ichigo growled at the ‘let’ and braced his hands on the wall and began to move his hips, bouncing up and down on the Imperfect and Mongrel who made no attempt to stop him. Their skin slapped together wetly as Ichigo moved as fast as he could, his hips and thighs burning with exertion as he brought himself to his climax.

For one fearful moment he thought Grimmjow would stop him from coming again, but instead Grimmjow pumped him harder and caught him in a deep kiss. Kenpachi wrapped his arms around Ichigo in a bear hug and both he and Grimmjow began to move in perfect sync in and out of Ichigo’s spasming body.

“It’s too much!” Ichigo cried out and arched his back as his over-sensitive body was used roughly. “Fu~uck!”

Grimmjow caught his screams with his mouth and subdued him just long enough for them to come as well. Grimmjow and Kenpachi groaned as the copious amounts of hot come squished against their cocks. It made it even more pleasurable as Ichigo’s tightening and relaxing hole twitched around them and dragged their orgasm from them.

Ichigo clung to Grimmjow as Kenpachi and then Grimmjow slipped out of him, making all the come inside of him leak out. It trickled down his thighs a little ways before steadily dripping onto the floor.

Kenpachi lifted Ichigo into his arms, earning a grumble from Grimmjow, and set him on the desk which he cleared off with one swipe of his arms. Ichigo tried to protest, but he didn’t have the energy as Kenpachi spread his thighs and bent down to lick the sticky white mess up.

Ichigo cried out as he became erect again, and Kenpachi pumped his cock as he thrust his tongue inside of Ichigo’s winking hole and lapped at the bitter fluid.

“What is going on in here?” A voice came from the doorway that the three were too occupied to notice earlier.

Ichigo jerked in surprise and tried to pull away from Kenpachi, but Kenpachi held him down tightly and didn’t stop his ministrations.

“Ken-Kenpachi, stop!” Ichigo begged and threw his head back as Kenpachi thrust his tongue deeper.

“Sorry about the disrespect, Aizen-sensei, but as you can see, Ichigo is too tempting to not jump.”

Aizen raised an eyebrow but was not the least bit amused as Ichigo tried to get away from Kenpachi who was now finger-fucking him.

“Get this cleaned up. Jeagerjaques, Zaraki, go home. Kurosaki, I need to see you in my office to discuss the days you have missed.” He narrowed his eyes as Ichigo who had come for the second time slumped in Kenpachi’s arms and was being cleaned up. “I won’t take any disciplinary actions this time because it’s after school and you aren’t hurting anybody-” Ichigo snorted at this “-but this will be your only warning.”

He turned on his heel and left after reminding Ichigo again to see him in his office. Kenpachi stroked Ichigo’s hair and nuzzled his neck but Ichigo shoved him away. Kenpachi narrowed his eyes at the action, but Ichigo ignored him and stomped over to his clothes to get dressed.

“Don’t be so cold, you wanted that too.” Grimmjow said as he tried to wrap Ichigo in a hug, but Ichigo side stepped him and glared.

“You are such fucking bastards.” Ichigo spat. “This was a one time thing, so just leave me the fuck alone!”

Grimmjow and Kenpachi stared after him, dumb struck. Gold sparks of power began to flicker off of Kenpachi in agitation and Grimmjow wasn’t fairing much better.

“It doesn’t seem like he understands yet.” Kenpachi growled and Grimmjow nodded his agreement.

“We’ll just have to teach him, then.”

…

Ichigo sat in a chair across from Aizen, uncomfortable despite the cushions. Aizen studied him over his glasses and sighed. “Would you perhaps like some tea? It might relax you a little bit.”

Ichigo hesitated, and then accepted. He had a feeling he would be getting a lecture and wanted some relief from his soreness.

“Honey?” Aizen asked and Ichigo nodded again, he did have a bit of a sweet tooth after all.

While Aizen busied himself with making the tea, Ichigo let his eyes stray over the random pictures and other things Aizen had on his desk.

“Here you go.” Ichigo took the tea gratefully and inhaled the scent of chamomile and lemon.

“I’m sure you know why I called you in here, Ichigo.” Aizen said and Ichigo squirmed, not meeting his eyes. “You didn’t seem the type to degrade yourself like that.”

Ichigo flushed red and finally looked up at Aizen. “I wasn’t degrading myself!”

“So you see nothing wrong with it?” Aizen asked with a soft smile, making Ichigo a little confused about his intentions.

“That… you mean Kenpachi, Grimmjow and I-”

“Not to mention Shirosaki and Stark.”

Ichigo jaw dropped and he stared at Aizen who chuckled.

“Yes, I recognized their power on you as well. Now drink your tea, it’s going to get cold.”

Ichigo took a gulp and sighed as it instantly relaxed him. “They were very… persuasive. Not that they forced me into it!” Ichigo added hastily and turned red, quickly hiding it by sipping some more tea.

“You know, Ichigo, for Imperfects like you and me who just have the slightest thing wrong with us; I believe it’s the hardest.”

Ichigo frowned, wondering where this was going.

“Nothing seemed wrong with me at first, but as I got into my later twenties I discovered that I needed glasses…” Aizen trailed off and snorted. “It only deteriorated because of a condition I’ve had since I was younger, and soon I was almost legally blind.” Ichigo was still uncertain where this was going, but Aizen’s voice was soft and soothing. He easily relaxed to it. “I can’t wear contacts for it, so I am stuck with these.” He tapped the lens of his glasses lightly. “I am sure you are wondering where I am going with this.”

Ichigo nodded and was embarrassed to find that his eyes were drooping shut in the aftermath of his orgasm and this comfortable room.

“Just because of that, I was instantly treated horribly by my peers whom I had once called acquaintances, if not friends. To the Perfects, I was below them, and they looked down on me for something I couldn’t control.” He sighed and stood, gently taking the tea cup from Ichigo’s numb fingers.

“I hate them. But you understand me, don’t you, Ichigo?”

Ichigo was so dizzy and sleepy… he felt funny.

“Just because you don’t fit in with anyone else, doesn’t mean you have to let those things fuck you.”

Hands brushed his cheeks and he shuddered.

“Someone as beautiful as you deserves so much better. As a gift to you, I will kill your family, just like all those other Perfects have died.”

Despite Ichigo’s disconcerted state, his mind took in the information and interpreted it correctly. Aizen was the serial killer, and he was going to kill Ichigo’s family.

“No!” Ichigo tried to scream, but it came out as a soft exhale of breath as he slumped forward in his seat.

“You will be mine forever.” Aizen leaned down to kiss Ichigo’s lax lips, but they were interrupted by the door bursting open.

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Ya-ha! Ichigo, you know you enjoy every minute of it! He just doesn’t want to admit to it because, well, he’s Ichigo. Who predicted this turn about of events? =D

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