Omedetou!

Notes: My first Bleach fic. Please bear with me, I'm no native speaker :) Enjoy!

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On a frosty morning in late December, 10th Division Squad Captain Hitsugaya Toushirou woke up with a sneeze. The last images of the Hyourinmaru of his dreams still tumbling through his head, he blinked in confusion. Recognition of his office contradicted his belief of having gone to rest in his chambers. He grumpily scratched his head and made a vexed sound upon seeing ink smudges on his right forearm as well as on the report he was working on before he fell asleep.

He tried to rub the smudges away as Matsumoto entered the office.

"Ah, good morning, taichou!" she exclaimed gaily while crushing her Captain in a big-breasted embrace. "I didn't expect you this early. My, you're always there before me." She let go of Hitsugaya and looked upwards with her left index on her mouth. She always did when confused.

"Sou desu ne." Hitsugaya replied absent-mindedly. "Well then, let's get on with our paperwork."

"Yes."

Matsumoto took a seat at her desk and groaned audibly when she saw the piles of reports awaiting her. With a sigh she snatched the first sheet of paper. Hitsugaya knew she did not like this part of her job.

After what seemed an eternity but was merely an hour, change knocked at the door. This change turned out to be Ukitake-taichou with his arms full of things. Hitsugaya could not make out anything until the Thirteenth Division Captain dumped it on his desk. Sweets. Ugh. He noticed Matsumoto peering curiously at both Captains. Did she not know what date it was today? Or did she not realize what significance that date had to some?

"Otanjoubi omedetou gozaimasu, Hitsugaya-taichou! You shouldn't be working too much today. Go home early and enjoy yourself!" Ukitake advised cheerfully.

Hitsugaya blinked doubtfully. "Ehm... thank you very much, Ukitake-taichou. I will think about your proposal." He struggled with himself not to let the veil over his annoyance drop. The other white-haired Captain would not have passed up the chance of giving presents for any special day. Hitsugaya could have cared less; birthdays only got in the way with business.

Still, he tried to maintain a pleased exterior, so as not to exasperate Ukitake with his non-existant gratitude. It was his way of being... giving others sweets and whatnot else... but Hitsugaya was a Captain of the Gotei 13, not some random child roaming the streets of Rukongai! Not anymore, anyway...

After some more exchanged words, the Captain of the Thirteenth Division left with his haori fluttering behind him. Matsumoto's eyes followed him in a puzzled way. She really had forgotten...

Hitsugaya wanted to continue his paperwork, but noticed Matsumoto was still staring at the door as if expecting it to turn to jelly or some of the like. He cleared his throat audibly and she jerked. Her eyes caught his and she purred in a smoky voice: "You'll get your present after my Women's Association meeting." She winked as though they were sharing a secret.

He did not quite get it. Female Shinigami meeting? He had not heard of it. Matsumoto certainly used this as an excuse to leave for the real world and get a present for him there on short notice. He rolled his eyes.

Another half an hour went by before Matsumoto stood up from her desk and stretched. "Well then, I have to get going or else I'll be late for the Women's meeting. I hope you'll be here to receive your present, Taichou." She winked at him again.

"When will you be back?" Hitsugaya asked, not really caring for the answer.

"We have a lot to discuss today so it will be at least two hours. But I'll be back before nightfall."

"Alright. Until then I'll be in the office. You know you'll have to finish your reports when you come back..." He pointed at the stack of papers on Matsumoto's desk that had only lost minute height.

"But taichou..." she pouted.

"No buts!" Hitsugaya said sternly. "You can choose: stay here and finish your reports right away or leaving for the meeting and do them later. Don't expect me to do your work."

"I see. Alright, I'll be off then, taichou!" She waved him one last time and shunpo'ed out of the office.

Hitsugaya sighed and went back to filing his reports.

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When Hitsugaya next saw Matsumoto, she was strutting into the office with a huge sake bottle and a cheerful smile brightening her face. His eyebrows rose with every step she took towards him. It was ominous.

"Naa, taichou. Time for relaxation!" Her face lightened up even more.

He shot her a glance that should have told a story about him having no time and her having to take care of her reports. But she ignored it. She slammed the sake bottle onto the desk in front of him and lowered her upper body teasingly, almost to his face. Her lips brushed his ear. "You deserve it. Just relax and let me loosen up your muscles."

Her breath was hot against his ear and Hitsugaya felt color rising to his face. Matsumoto stepped behind him.

"Do you want me to give you a massage here or do you want to do it on the couch?" She placed her hands on his shoulders and began rubbing them gently. He could not see her smirk behind his head.

Feeling Matsumoto's soft hands against the back of his neck, he could not help but moan softly and lean towards her grasp.

She interpreted this as invitation to go all out and began kneading harder. However, his shihakushou was in the way. He felt her hands slipping into the front and undressing his upper body while rubbing it. Her touches felt good, so he couldn't complain.

"Taichou, your muscles are so tight. Would you mind some sake? It will also help you sleep better later." Matsumoto pulled him out of his reverie.

"E-eetto... why not?" He just wanted to lean forward to reach for the bottle, but his fukutaichou pulled him back and gestured him to stay where he was.

"Let me do everything for the rest of the day. You just relax, alright?" She pulled out two sake cups from her obi where she had stored them and poured the rice wine into them. One, she gave her taichou with a smile and the other, she drowned herself.

As he drank the liquid, warmth spread from his throat throughout his body. He was glad that Matsumoto had freed his chest from the shihakushou, because his legs felt hot under his hakama.

"C'mon, let's get cozy on the couch." Without waiting for his consent, she dragged him to said item. Matsumoto was very forward today.

She tripped him over the back of the sofa and before he could even blink she was undoing the ties of his hakama.

"Matsumoto, what are you do-- ah!" The words died on his tongue as his fukutaichou teased his third member. She ran her tongue around the length of Hitsugaya's arousal and moistened the tip. The white-haired Captain had to grit his teeth to keep from groaning out loud. Someone might burst into their office.

Matsumoto did not stop there; she put her hot mouth over his erection, causing shivers to run through her Captain's body. Hitsugaya's hands reached for her hair and grasped some silky strands. He felt his pulse quicken.

Her mouth released him to be replaced by her hand. She leaned over Hitsugaya and smirked down at him; her hair was falling on his cheeks and lips. She brushed it away from the latter and indulged him into a passionate kiss. Hot and wet, her tongue toyed with his while exploring the yet unknown area. He could not remember the last time he felt so awkward. He did not know how to react, where to put his hands... it was so different from everything he had known so far.

Matsumoto Rangiku was playing with him! The most beautiful woman in the entire Soul Society. He could hardly believe it; but then again, he could hardly believe that she was his Assistant Captain and listened to his every command. Or most of them, anyway.

He felt somewhat helpless in the pleasures he received from Matsumoto's skilled hands and experienced tongue. She released him for a moment only to drop down on her knees and envelop his arousal with her big, soft breasts. He moaned loudly this time. His gaze sweeped to the door. He expected someone to come in any second. With the last bit of concentration he could gather, he sealed the office door with kyoumon, the Mirror Gate.

"A nice idea, taichou," Rangiku said before taking him into her mouth again.

He formed her name in between his groans. "S-stop..." It took a lot of self-control to keep himself from squirting his seed; he did not want to soil her beautiful face. The warmth of her body left his for a short time while she was undressing.

"Just relax, taichou." She purred. Her stunning beauty could lighten up the slowly darkening room. It left him blushing and breathless for sure.

When her shihakushou dropped to the ground, she straddled Hitsugaya again. One hand on his cock, the other pressing down on his chest, she glided on his generous girth. "Ahh, taichou!"

He sucked in his breath sharply as he slipped deeper into his fukutaichou. She enveloped him so tightly... Hitsugaya gave in to the feeling of warmth and pleasure seeping through his body like some hot liquid. He drifted...

Matsumoto glided faster up and down and screamed her taichou's name like a mantra. Hitsugaya watched her whipping breasts and followed the urge to touch them. He tried to cup them into his hands, but they were too tiny. He doubted there were hands big enough to cup Matsumoto's watermelons completely. With the exception of Jidanbou and the other giants...

Gently, he stroked and kissed her voluptiousness. He pinched and licked her pink nipples, which were already standing upwards. When he bit them softly, she moaned even louder. It seemed he had turned up her volume. She threw her arms around his shoulders and pressed her lips against his, panting into his mouth lest she cried out.

She tightened around him and threw her head back with her wrist in her mouth. Her hair shimmered in the dark as it settled around her shoulders again. Her movements were slower now and she was panting contendedly.

Hitsugaya grasped her arms and kissed her roughly. "Matsumoto, you don't have to do everything on your own...", he said hoarsely, before pushing her down on the floor. As he got up, his shihakushou formed a puddle of cloth around his feet. His head was empty, he was driven by desire now. He grasped Matsumoto's hips and slipped into her again.

He could not hold back any longer. He rammed his dick in as far as it would go, causing his fukutaichou to moan loudly even though she tried not to. His body was on fire, despite the chill of the season. A few times pulling out and shoving in more, both were about to climax. With a grunt, Hitsugaya filled up Matsumoto and spasmed slightly before collapsing onto her back. He panted heavily against her neck.

"Uh, Matsumoto... this was the best birthday present I ever had." he said while cupping her chin in one hand to kiss her thoroughly.

"Tanjoubi omedetou, taichou." she replied.

"Can I have the same next year?" he smirked.

"You can already have it this week for Christmas." Matsumoto winked.