Sin

Review Replies- seximonki: heh, sorry, I love NnoitraxIchigo, but the AizenxIchigo will be coming up soon!
MasterAkira: Do you realize how dangerous Ichigo would be if he was aware of it?
Anon: lol, don't worry, I will definitely not quit this story.
VioletEyes: Nnoitra + Ichigo + sex = Nnoitra's released form. Of course!
Shinjichiro: Actually Nnoitra is surprisingly sweet in this chapter...but don't tell Nnoitra I said that.
AnimeAngelSisters: I will try to! Sometimes I forget these things...
MarsInsane: haha, nice to know that it's good for something =D

Ichigo- Sin: Lust, Virtue: Chastity.
Starrk- Sin: Sloth, Virtue: Diligence (Persistence, effort)
Nnoitra- Sin: Greed, Virtue: Liberality (Love or Charity)
Aizen- Sin: Pride, Virtue: Humility
Kenpachi- Sin: Wrath, Virtue: Patience
Shinji- Sin: Envy, Virtue: Kindness
Grimmjow- Sin: Gluttony, Virtue: Temperance (Self control)

Beta’d by the wonderful Warrior Nun- Je t’aime! (in a completely friendly way, of course)

Sin: Chapter 9

Shinji and Kenpachi were both anxious and antsy to get to Hueco Mundo. Kenpachi’s impatience got worse everyday and all those around him suffered for it. He felt like he needed to be with Ichigo. That Ichigo needed him. Maybe it was just his own subconscious and desire justifying his want for Ichigo, but Shinji felt it as well. He hoped that the brat wasn’t in too much trouble without Kenpachi there to kill whatever caused it.

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Ichigo’s moan turned into a hoarse scream as Nnoitra worked into two fingers into Ichigo’s ass alongside his cock. They hadn’t stopped once since they started and Ichigo was pretty sure that Nnoitra had yet to even pull out of him. He was at least untied now, not that it did much good since Nnoitra liked to use two of his six hands to grip Ichigo’s wrists.

“Ugh! Oh fuck, oh fuck!” Ichigo chanted and squirmed in Nnoitra’s lap that he was straddling. “Oh, god, Nnoitra!”

“Heh, so ya think I’m some sort of god too, my death god pet?” Nnoitra purred and lifted Ichigo up and down purposefully slowly. “A sex god, perhaps?”

“As if!” Ichigo managed to gasp out in a teasing tone, making Nnoitra growl and release Ichigo’s hands. He wrapped five of his arms (one currently occupied with Ichigo’s ass) around Ichigo tightly in a bear hug and bit down on his shoulder.

“Don’t make me make ya say it.” Nnoitra warned Ichigo and the two fingers suddenly became three. Ichigo wasn’t even able to arch his back at the sensation so he settled for biting down on Nnoitra’s firm pectoral muscles. This just ended up making his teeth ache and Nnoitra laugh. “My skin can’t even be cut my sword; I doubt your pretty mouth will be able to either.”

Ichigo scowled and resumed his wiggling attempts to get away which only made his hard cock get more friction from its spot in between him and Nnoitra. Nnoitra nuzzled his orange hair and the fingers inside of him became gentler as his mouth sought Ichigo’s. Ichigo moaned in pleasure as his tongue tangled with Nnoitra’s in a languid kiss.

“I suppose you could be considered a sex god.” Ichigo said in amusement when they broke from their kiss. Nnoitra grinned and his arms relaxed around Ichigo. He eased the shinigami onto his back and used his fingers to press against Ichigo’s prostate, not just stretch him.

“Mmm, ya can call me that anytime ya want to, pet.” Nnoitra purred and it seemed like the length of time he could go being gentle and caring had ended. He bent Ichigo in half and pressed his legs to his chest as he fucked him rough and hard.

Ichigo lost count of the number of times he and Nnoitra had sex. It was passionate, hot, quick, and just the right mixture of pain and pleasure. Exactly what Ichigo needed right then. But their sins were finally satisfied and Ichigo very much needed to take a bath. Nnoitra ‘allowed’ him to do so in his bathroom which was just as spacious and luxurious as Grimmjow’s.

He sighed as he slipped into the hot water and finally was able to relax. The hot water was a little bit much for his raw and tender entrance, but after awhile he got used to it. Then the bathroom door opened. Ichigo doubted it was Starrk this time and cracked an eye open to see Nnoitra.

The tall man yawned and walked over to Ichigo while Ichigo noted that Nnoitra was no longer in his released form. He hoped Nnoitra didn’t want another round because there was no way he was up for it.

“Scoot up, pet, I need to wash off too.” Nnoitra muttered and Ichigo slid forward without even commenting that Nnoitra could use the shower. The bathtub was big enough that they could have sat on either side, but Nnoitra seemed to want Ichigo to lean back up against him so he did.

It took a few moments for Ichigo to relax again and he found that he actually enjoyed leaning back against Nnoitra, seated in between his legs. He let his head rest against Nnoitra’s chest and Nnoitra allowed it without even commenting. He was so comfortable… he let his eyes slide shut and didn’t even notice when Nnoitra began to stroke his hair because he fell asleep.

Nnoitra wondered what had compelled him to join Ichigo in the bathtub. He had called Tesla to change the sheets on the bed and to get his pet some new clothes and food. He had planned on that being it for his interaction with the lust. Just some fucking and some awkward silence, that was it.

But then he felt the urge to feel Ichigo again, to be near him in not just a sexual way. He didn’t know what he was doing when he walked into the bathroom (still naked) and got into the bathtub with Ichigo. But once he saw his pet lying bare in the bathtub with his eyes closed and his face relax, he just didn’t want to leave.

Ichigo felt good leaning back against his chest and Nnoitra wondered if Ichigo felt the same way. Their position was intimate and alluring, and yet Nnoitra didn’t try to fuck Ichigo. The desire to do just that was there, just beneath the surface, but it wasn’t a pressing need and the feeling of Ichigo’s soft orange hair resting on his chest was comfortable.

He stroked Ichigo’s hair and was somewhat amused to find that his pet was asleep. Nnoitra stayed in there until the water started to become tepid. He decided that Ichigo would probably appreciate it if he got a little cleaner and gently probed Ichigo’s entrance. Ichigo stirred in his sleep and hissed, but didn’t wake up. Feeling slightly more at ease, Nnoitra slid one of his long fingers inside. Ichigo squirmed and mumbled in his sleep, but still he slept.

Nnoitra decided that was clean enough for now and lifted Ichigo up in his arms as he stepped out of the bath tub. Ichigo’s hair didn’t get wet in the water so Nnoitra just had to briefly dry him off before slipping him into the bed under the covers. Nnoitra wasn’t in the least bit tired so he dried himself off and got dressed before sinking into his favorite chair, which just so happened to be facing his bed with a nice view of sleeping Ichigo.

After a few minutes of watching his pet with a frown, Nnoitra picked up the book he was reading on the witch trials throughout the world. Just when he was wondering where that idiot Tesla was, a soft knock came from the door and Tesla entered. “Nnoitra-sama…” Tesla murmured and bowed as much as he could with a tray of food and clothes draped over his arm.

Nnoitra grunted in acknowledgement and stood to snatch the clothes from Tesla in order to inspect them. He grinned and tossed them onto his chair before dismissing Tesla with a wave of his hand. Tesla did so, but not before lingering to gaze at Ichigo, making Nnoitra glare sharply at him.

“It’s time to wake up, pet.” Nnoitra muttered to Ichigo and chastised himself mentally for being so sweet with him. Nnoitra wasn’t a pussy and there wasn’t any need to be soft with someone he was just fucking. “Oi, get up. Food and clothes are here.”

Ichigo woke up slowly and Nnoitra couldn’t help but stare as Ichigo dug his head deeper into the pillow and yawned widely before sitting up. He blinked and rubbed his eyes before looking at Nnoitra who glared appropriately. Ichigo grinned and then stood up from the bed. He didn’t seem to care that he was completely naked as he walked over to grab the clothes. Nnoitra didn’t mind either, although it was very distracting from…anything else he would do.

“These are clothes?” Ichigo asked dubiously as he held them up. Nnoitra chuckled and walked over to where Ichigo was eyeing the clothes critically. He pressed against Ichigo’s naked body from behind and buried his nose in his orange locks before taking the clothes from him.

“It’s upside down.” Nnoitra said and turned it the right way, making Ichigo’s frown deepen. “There are just a lot of straps.”

“Why?” Ichigo asked and managed to keep the whine out of his voice.

“Because it will be harder for someone who doesn’t know how to undo them all to undress ya,” Nnoitra said and then started to dress Ichigo, who didn’t seem very happy about the outfit. He didn’t complain, however, because his shihakusho was starting to get a little icky from all the…fluids.

Once the clothes were actually on him, Ichigo had to admit they weren’t too bad. The top was a long sleeve shirt that wasn’t quite a belly shirt, but still bare a lot of his stomach. The entire shirt was almost entirely made up a network of straps and belts and there was one specific belt that had to be undone to get it off, which was only simple if they knew which one it was.

The pants were a pair of skin-tight Capri that had belts criss-crossing across his groin, in between his legs and over to his ass. Although Ichigo had a feeling Nnoitra chose it because it was difficult to get him out of, it also looked rather good on him, albeit girly. He did put back on his socks and sandals, making his outfit completely white and his hair stand out even more.

He glanced over to see Nnoitra eyeing his body greedily and smirked. “How do I look?”

“Ya look like lust itself.” Nnoitra purred and stepped forward to spoon Ichigo from behind and kissed his neck.

“As tempting of a sex god as you are,” Ichigo teased and stepped out from Nnoitra’s embrace, “I need to eat.”

“I’m hungry too.” Nnoitra growled and reached out to snag Ichigo but Ichigo side stepped him.

“Give me some time to recover.” Ichigo said firmly and sat down at the small café table and chair set up in Nnoitra’s room. “The lust comes pretty much none stop so it’s not like I have to be ‘in the mood.’” He hungrily dug into the food Tesla brought and Nnoitra growled before sitting across from Ichigo.

“Is there some rule that ya can’t have sex if your sin doesn’t dictate it?” Nnoitra said in irritation and Ichigo stared at him before swallowing.

“You want to fuck me even though my sin isn’t affecting you?”

“Ya are kind of slow, aren’t ya, pet?”

“Don’t call me that.” Ichigo grumbled but his expression was thoughtful as he returned to eating. “And to answer your question, I don’t have sex when my sins don’t demand; I do so because I’m too sore.” Ichigo complained and rubbed his sore back with one hand. Nnoitra watched him closely as he finished his food and then tugged him over to the bed.

“I really am sore.” Ichigo said with a frown but allowed Nnoitra to lead him over.

“Ya worry too much.” He pushed Ichigo flat on his stomach and then straddled his ass. “I used to do these for my mom.” Nnoitra explained quietly as his long fingers rubbed Ichigo’s back, his thumbs digging in to work at the tense muscles. “She was a prostitute that worked with a bunch of other girls who helped raise me.”

Ichigo was silent but it was clear he was listening. Nnoitra hadn’t told anyone his story before, but he knew Ichigo was the type to listen and not judge. Ichigo winced as Nnoitra found a knot in his back and worked it out harshly.

“One of her customers found out that she had a kid from him and told her that he wouldn’t kill her if she gave me to him in order to erase my existence.” Nnoitra frowned as he remembered his mother sobbing and dragging a confused teenaged Nnoitra to the man who was the one who ended up torturing and killing him. “And that was how I died.”

His disgusting father had a sadistic streak a mile wide and had taken the opportunity to chop off all of Nnoitra’s limbs and rip out his eye before killing him. Nnoitra was just glad the bastard wasn’t a pedophile or some sick shit like that.

Nnoitra jerked in surprise when Ichigo flipped over onto his back and stared up at him. He didn’t say anything but instead let his hands rest on Nnoitra’s hips and rubbed his thumb over the sharp hip bone.

“Let me return the favor sometime.” Ichigo said to Nnoitra who frowned.

“There’s no way ya are topping me.”

Ichigo laughed, making Nnoitra frown even more. “That’s not what I meant.” He said and then leaned up to kiss Nnoitra on the lips before sliding out from underneath him. “We can do more of that later, but if you kept touching me I would never leave the bed.”

“I wouldn’t mind that.” Nnoitra said but got off the bed as well.

“I need to fight.” Ichigo declared and frowned when he remembered his sword was back in Grimmjow’s room…which he had no idea where that was. He turned to Nnoitra who was also frowning.

“If ya go out there, then another one of the sins is going to grab ya and fuck ya.” Nnoitra said bluntly.

“Then come with me.” Ichigo said which didn’t make Nnoitra happy either.

“If Starrk or Aizen try to grab ya, I won’t be able to stop them.”

Ichigo looked at Nnoitra for a moment and wondered if it bothered him that much. Ichigo really didn’t want to think about yet another guy having sex with him yet again, but chances were that he would be fucking one of the sins when the lust hit him again.

“What do you want from me, Nnoitra?” Ichigo asked with exasperation clear in his voice. “Just tell me.”

Nnoitra grabbed the back of Ichigo’s head and leaned down to give him a deep kiss. Ichigo gave a muffled groan of surprise but allowed the kiss to consume him before Nnoitra pulled away again.

“If I’m near ya…when the lust hits ya, then I am going to be the one taking care of it. Ya got that, pet?”

“Right,” Ichigo said a little breathlessly and then cleared his throat. “Right…so can you take me to Grimmjow’s room? I want to get my sword.”

Nnoitra glared at Ichigo but nodded. “Yeah, but ya aren’t fighting that pussy cat, ya are fighting me.”

“Fighting is like foreplay for you, isn’t it?” Ichigo asked dubiously and Nnoitra smirked.

“Ya say that like it’s a bad thing, pet.”

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I have no idea why, but the NnoiIchi turned out really fluffy in this chapter. But I kind of liked it… How did you like Nnoitra’s back story? I wanted to show how he got to be the woman hater that he is =D Yes, AizenxIchigo is coming up soon!

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