wheel of time

Everything was over, for now at least. Disaster had once again been averted with the help of Ichigo the unofficial Shinigami, lucky that Isshin had been so kind as to permit his son to be used in such a way. Kisuke Urahara smiled to himself, he felt a bad about causing so much trouble, but it had turned alright in the end.

Yoruichi was watching her on off lover, and with the feline grace that only she could manage she sidled up to him, twining long arms around his neck and pressing her scantly clad body against his back. ‘Now why have you got such a smug smile on your face hmmm?’

‘Me?’ His voice was a soft baritone purr.

‘Yes you that smile usually means trouble.’

‘Hmm, I was just thinking how well everything has turned out.’

Yourichi paused her nussling at the back of his neck to think. They were lucky to have Ichigo as an ally; certainly if Kisuke had not made the Damm things in the first place than none of this would have happened. But Kisuke had never meant for any of this to happen. He had always been fond of experimenting, even as a child. His experiments had always got him in trouble, they were always dangerous, and he took the risks simply because he could, if there were boundaries he wanted to see if he could push them. Of course that went down like a rock at the soul society. And then he was exiled.

The blond man turned to face Yourichi. She removed his hat, and pushed the hair from his face. ‘You have always been trouble.’ She smiled up at him before her lips met his with a lazy kiss.

Kisuke held her closer. Time nor distance didn’t separate there bond. Friendship and love had twisted together. Yet both were still to individual to ever want to make what they had a more permanent arrangement. He also seriously doubted that Yourichi could ever be truly satisfied with just one partner the little hell cat that she was. Still it thrilled him that she still desired him after all this time. His clever hands began to pull her skimpy top from her olive skin. ‘now what is it they say about cats?’ he mused, ‘oh yes you don’t own a cat they own you.’ It seemed a fitting adage to apply to Yourichi.

That was how it was with them; she would slink back in to his life again, demanding food and attention then leave again. Not that he minded his experiments often consumed him for months at a time; no girlfriend would stick around for that.

He looked down, with a lazy gaze over her now bared breasts. Alabaster fingers, tapered and skilled like a musicians began to tweak his favorite instrument. Each time he twirled and twisted her nipples she let out soft moans and gasps.

He had always loved how freely she indulged in her sexuality. She had an animal like unselfconsciousness, and a fierce almost insatiable sexual apatite. It reminded him of there first time when they were still in the soul society, when they both still had a shred of respectability. Even then he thought they both knew that they would eventually come to blows with the authorities that’s why he spent months carving out his own personal training grounds.

They were young still not ranked, but even then Yourichi had the body of a goddess and no shame. They had been friends since before he could remember, so when she walked out of the hot spring naked as the day as she was born he didn’t react. But he couldn’t help but watch studying the way her olive skin moved over toned muscles, long toned legs, perfect firm breasts. She saw him looking, and he met her eyes without embarrassment, then she spoke ‘You know if you wanted you could do more than just look.’

Since then Yourichi had been a willing participant in his sexual experimentation.

‘I have something I want to try out.’ He murmured in her ear.

‘You always have something you want to try out.’ She shrugged.

Taking that as assent he walked her through to his bed room. As they walked, Yurichi striped out of her leggings and unbound her hair. Already she was getting wet with anticipation of what he had prepared for her. He was so creative when it came to sex. She stood leaning in the door way as Kisuke rooted around in one of his cupboards.

‘Ah, there they are.’

He turned around and in his hands were something. She moved closer to investigate. He laughed softly, ‘it’s a vibrating cock ring, a small clit ring vibrator and some vibrating eggs.’ He held his hands out to show her. Yourichi reached out to take them, turning them over in her hands. The small vibrator fascinated her, she had never a vibrator quite like it, it was like a thimble, but with a bullet vibrator attached.

He took the small clit vibrator from her and slipped it over his finger, turning it on.

‘Now to business.’ His finger rubbed lazy circled over her nipple. The sensation was electric, as her nipples already hard stiffed more. As ever he watched her with the calm intensity of the scientist. Even when he first breached her, as a virgin he was calm and measured, planning every move. That had always infuriated and drove her, his aparant lack of reaction, it made her want to drive him wild, to make him cry out, it was a game they played, one he always seemed to win.

He walked her back to the wall, and using some rope hanging down from the rafters above he bound her hands above her.

‘No scratching this time.’ He smiled softly, kissing her gently as his palm slid gently over her hip; it was warm in contrast to the cool of his fingertips.

‘You like when I scratch.’ She purred rubbing her body up against his as much as she was able.

‘I do, but right now I want to be able to drive you to the edge of insanity without your interference.’

‘Take off your clothes.’


' My my, impatient as ever .' He smiled, but complied. Tilting his head to the side, he striped off his top, slipping it from his shoulder, reveling his surprisingly broad shoulder. He was slim, but wiry, and hairless as ever. Only a thin trail of silvery blond hair traced a path from his naval lower. Yurichi licked her lips, remembering the many times she had kissed along it, lower and lower.. his trousers now were slipping down his hips, he turned his back, giving her a perfect view of his toned ass.

He lent over and picked up his supplies, along with a bottle of lubricant that was on his bedside table. Yurichi noted with some satisfaction the red scratches that marked his chest and back from last nights escapades. He approached her with a dangerous smile. Yurichi shivered in anticipation.

‘Now my dear.’ He purred, meeting her lips for a kiss that was barely a touch. He always did this, he knew that she craved passion, and he wouldn’t give her what she needed, until she was straining for the sensation. The vibrator was on his finger again, he ran it over her lips, then down her body back to her nipple. The sensation made her arch her back and hiss. She herd him turn one of the eggs on, and his hot mouth descended upon the forgotten nipple. Was his mouth vibratining? She looked down and saw that he had the egg held against his cheek, causing his lips to vibrate deliciously against her.

Kisuke listened to the riding crescendo of moans coming from the women. Exquisite. He moved the one vibrating egg down her body, watching how her muscles spasumed away from the tickling sensation. He finally cupped it over her sex, already dripping wet he noted. Her entire body jerked upwards, and she let out breath she didn’t know she had been holding. Slowly he roiled It around against her clit, circling around it slowly, ever so slowly, letting the vibrations reach everywhere.

By now Yurichhi had thrown her head back and was panting and moaning, but still wanting more. If he just kept it still in one place for a little longer it would have pushed her over the edge. So very very close.

He stopped suddenly, and she opened her eyes in annoyance. The sight that greeted her negated that emotion immediately. Kisuke was grinning at her as he lubed up one of the eggs.

‘you will be getting the same treatment soon.’ He winked. The man knew how to put on a show. He held the egg up for her to see, and ran through its speeds, slow, fast, his eyebrows went up, a pulsing setting, one that gradually got faster and more powerful. He lent up against the wall nest to her, close enough for her to feel his body heat but not touch him. She watched as he placed his one leg on the side table. Making sure that she was watching he threw his head back and slowly pushed the vibrating egg in to his ass. She watched him closely how he panted,how abbs tigtend, his neck as he swolowed hard and how his brow furrowed.

She had used fingers there before, but expected that even well lubed up it was likely to be just a little uncomftable for him. She moanes as he moaned at the sensation, the tendons tensing in his neck, been unable to touch him… it was driving her wild. Finally it was in, and he was panting, he stayed still for a moment reveling in the sensation his eyes closed. Slowly he opend them, and met her heated gase. ‘Ohh, that feels good. Would you like the same?’

‘Let me lose.’

‘Not yet, I’m not done yet.’

With that same aching slowness he squeezed the lube on to his hand, pausing for a moment as his movements moved the egg inside him to let out a low moan and grit his teath waiting for the pulse to subside.

He smiled as the second egg appeared in his hand like magic. He knelt before her, his free unlubed hand stroking down her leg. He reached up and she relised that he was going to push one of the eggs in to her ass. He turned it on and arranged it at her entrance, pulling it in and out only a few centimeters at a time, gently fucking her with it.

Her yellow eyes met his, with is lubed hand he was slowly pumping his own shaft. She wondered what was more arousing watching him pleasure himself or the feeling of the egg massaging her hole, sending vibrations anywhere or so it seemed to her. The vibrations built and pulsed, to the point of being to much and then suddenly reseeded, only to build again.

He didn’t clasp his dick in his whole hand like she would have done to him, instead two fingers rubber a small circle on the underside of his manhood, close to the tip. He was biting his lip now. He paused and grabbed the cock ring laying at her feet, turning on the vibrations, and so one handed he slid it down his nearly erect length just as he finally pushed the egg the whole way in to her ass. They moaned in unison.

Somewhat shakily he stood and pined her body harder to the wall. He was stronger than he looked, and Yurichi taking the hint lifted her legs up wraping them around his weist, by holding on to the ropes that bound her. His lubed hand slid over her breast easily, creating a new sensation to the mix, his other hand adjusted her hips, he hardly needed to, and without any more help his length was impaled deep within her.

The combination of the vibrations almost drove him out of his mind for a second. He held her tightly as he regained himself. Yurichi began moving above him, sliding down lower to where the cock ring would vibrate against her clit. She writhed against it. Kisuke began to thrust in to her, not much, it was more liker roiling his hips in to hers. The vibatations in his ass, on his cock, and the rhythmic tightening of her walls around him were heavenly. Modern technology certainly had its advantages.

Yurichi took advantage of his distraction and caught his lips in a fierce kiss. Kisuke chuckled, little devil, Fine she can have her own way. He had wanted to draw this out, but it didnt look like e could hold out much longer.

He hiked her up a little more so she would rub even more forcefully in to the cock ring, letting gravity do more of the work, just as he began to suck on her tongue. Yurichi came, her back arching as she cried out her completion. Kiskue saw no pint in hanging on much longer, and began to thrust in to her with more force; the extra friction would quickly brining him to completion. Meanwhile Yurichi still sensitive from her orgasm was trying to writhe away from the intense sensations the vibrations caused, she fought in her restraints, the sweet glistening on her body and her motion wrenched a sudden orgasm from him, leaving him breathless and trembling.

Quickly as he could he untied her, letting her take out the egg, as he did his own. The sensations it caused post orgasm were intence to the point of painful, he would have to experiment with that at a later date.

Half an hour later they were standing on the porch again, looking up at the stars.

‘Rukia asked me if gegies could get pregnant today.’

‘Oh.’

‘I think it portably means that Ichigo has finally become a man.’

‘Oraheme will be crushed if that’s true.’ Yourich sighed.

‘Hmm.’

‘I don’t think burkura will be very happy about it either. Ichigo is a bit young to marry her after all, and he isn’t a proper shiningnami yet.’

‘Life’s never simple is it?’ he smiled at her. He looked up at the stars ‘well may be it is for us.’

Yourichi raped herself around him. ‘So can gegies get pregnant?’

He chuckled, ‘I don’t know, I suppose Ichigo and Rukia will have to be test dummies once again. I think they will be fine eventually, after all he managed to make it all the way through the soul society to get her, I don’t think a little bit of bad public opinion will stop him from being with her if that’s what he wants.’