Oh Captain, My Captain:
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Being a member of the fourth division was an honor for any shinigami. Not only because this squadron fulfilled the arduous task of healing and watching over the lives of the other soldiers both on and off official missions. But because this squadron was the most respected of all in the Soul Society.
The number four squadron had the most powerful members in terms of kido. Their control and ability on this art was unbelievable, so much so that they could achieve unimaginable things with it. The control that the soldiers belonging to this squadron had over their own powers was the envy of all the other soldiers in the other divisions.
Despite all this, the reason why the fourth squadron was the most respected by all was its captain. Retsu Unohana.
Few Shinigami in history had reached the heights the woman had reached. The former Kenpachi had no equal. The respect that Captain Unohana received just by entering a room was proof that no one was on her level. Many feared her, everyone respected her and no one questioned her.
It was an honor for him to have made it into the number four squadron. It was more than an honor to be able to have Retsu Unohana as a captain, it was the dream of any soul, and - for him - what everyone should aspire to, to be able to serve such an icon of shinigami history.
The woman was kind and cheerful with everyone. She never raised her voice - even though it was never necessary - and always exceeded the high expectations placed on her. Be it as a captain, as a warrior or as a medic.
Captain Unohana was amazing, she never seemed to have a bad day, the smile on her face and kindness was always present in her. She was the first to show up at the barracks and the last to go home. She was a cult figure in the seireitei.
She had the admiration, respect and affection of all her subordinates. But above all his.
He had been a member of that squadron for only three months, and in those three months he had already been promoted to fifth officer.
He would show up early at the barracks and work as hard as anyone just to hear a "Good job" from his captain. On his missions in the human world, he was the one who killed the most hollows and rescued the most souls.
In his spare time he trained like no one else. He would spend hours and hours on the training fields, exhausting himself and constantly trying to improve himself. He would train until he had no energy left and would faint, only to hear his captain tell him "Your effort is admirable" or "You train harder than anyone else".
He was not ashamed to say that he adored Retsu Unohana. On the contrary, he would be ashamed not to.
She was the perfect woman. Not only because of her legendary status, but there was no woman in the seireitei who even came close to her beauty.
Her hair was always neatly combed, no matter the day or the hour, she was always elegant. Her blue eyes were dark, yet they were as bright as the stars on a clear night. Her fine, motherly face always radiated happiness, and her full lips only enhanced her infinite beauty.
Her hair was always styled in two braids that fell over her -very prominent- bust, hiding it a bit and giving her image more elegance.
Simply put, Retsu Unohana was the most beautiful woman in the world.
He would die as a simple lackey just to be able to be halfway close to such a standard. He loved his new life, working constantly under the orders of Retsu Unohana, the legend of the seireitei. His captain. For him, being part of the squad number four was a gift of life.
What he didn't know was that life was planning to give him a few more gifts.
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He had recently completed his second year as a member of a seireitei squadron, and frankly, he couldn't ask for more.
He thought that his dream and his goal in life had been fulfilled simply by joining the number four squadron, but no. Fate had prepared much more for him.
Somehow, working around the clock and training until he passed out had gotten his captain's attention.
The simple supportive comments she used to give him were dwarfed by the new treatment she was showing him.
She had taken the trouble to learn his name. He was flattered every time the gorgeous captain greeted him every morning by his name, followed by a "good morning" and her motherly smile.
She had also begun to give him his missions personally, instead of delegating the job to the beautiful lieutenant - and her friend - Isane. Whenever the captain personally gave him a mission to perform, the shinigami gave three hundred percent of himself. And whenever he returned to the barracks the captain received his report instantly, in fact, he was the only member of the squadron -not counting Isane, of course- who delivered his mission reports orally, and directly to the captain.
His teammates congratulated him on his achievements, yet he was only interested in the congratulations of his captain.
Captain Unohana even wasted some of her time watching him train. Once or twice a week the former Kenpachi would show up at the training camp he set aside, and sit quietly watching him for hours.
If she spoke, it was not much. She congratulated him on his progress, praised him (!) for his behavior and his constant desire to improve, and sometimes gave him exceptional advice.
Those months were the best of his life and it seemed like they would be the best of his life forever, but everything got even better as time went on.
Due to the betrayal of Captain Aizen, and with the departure of three of the strongest captains that the court squadrons had, the seireitei as a whole had been left in tatters.
There was uncertainty as to how Captain Yamamoto would proceed with such a situation. It was something never before seen in the history of the twelve court squadrons, for three captains to betray the seireitei at the same time.
One of the rumors that went around the seireitei in those days was that one of the new captains to be appointed was none other than Isane Kotetsu. The young, talented, brilliant and very powerful Isane Kotetsu. His lieutenant, superior and friend.
Although it was only a rumor, he could not help but feel very happy for Isane, his best friend. No one deserved to be captain more than her, her talent was unmatched and her conduct was beyond reproach.
And, if Isane did indeed become captain of one of the squads in need of a new leader, this left a vacancy in the Fourth Division that would have to be filled by someone...
The chances of being Retsu Unohana's new lieutenant were almost nonexistent. He believed there were several comrades who were more deserving. He didn't feel ready, not yet. But hell, he tried three times as hard to at least get himself considered as a candidate.
It was a couple of months in which the rumor went around the soul society, and all he did was train and work. He slept only three or four hours, there were nights when he didn't sleep at all, he spent his time perfecting his kido control and learning new techniques.
It was in those months that, with the supervision of his captain Retsu Unohana, he achieved the impossible. He unlocked his Bankai.
Only two months before that he had barely unlocked his shikai and known the name of his zanpakuto. The beautiful Sakuyasama. He didn't think so because she was his zanpakuto, he truly believed that there was no weapon more beautiful than his.
The hilt was red, as red as blood. Two cherry blossoms were present on it -one red and one pink-, making it much more beautiful. The blade of the weapon was black, perhaps a bit small compared to other zanpakuto, with red details as well.
She was beautiful, there were no words to frame the majesty of his zanpakuto.
His captain congratulated him, pleased, and kept repeating how proud she was of him. The smile on her face almost stopped his heart. It was even unfair that there was such a beautiful woman being his captain.
This made him spend the following months dedicating himself purely and exclusively to understand his precious zanpakuto, when he was not training with her and discovering her abilities, he was meditating. Getting to know his world, understanding Sakuyasama, getting to know, not only her but also getting to know himself.
She was a part of him. A spirit that represented his longings, dreams and his heart.
Week after week he came to understand his sword better. He had already repeatedly fought against it in his mind. That was how he learned that one of his abilities was to be able to control - to a certain extent - the elements of nature.
Still, although his captain constantly congratulated him, she advised him not to try to rush his growth.
"Your zanpakuto is beautiful, and your talent is indisputable. But please don't overstretch yourself." Once she told him, "You have so many years ahead of you and experiences to have. You will reach the top, I will make sure of it myself, but don't be in a hurry."
Her words were always welcome. He loved to hear her voice. Every time she spoke to him, he felt his heart find true peace.
But he could not lower the intensity. As a member of squad number four, as a shinigami under the orders of the legendary Retsu Unohana, he was obliged to always give his best. Not to do so would be to disappoint her, and he would rather die than disappoint his captain.
That was the first time he disregarded her words. He believed that Unohana underestimated, or perhaps was simply unaware, of the devotion he had for her.
He would do anything for that woman, he would give his life for her. In fact, he was already giving his life for her. Serving her to the best of his ability, giving his all so that his own actions would speak well of his own captain. Doing everything he could to take work off his captain's shoulders so that she would always be at ease.
Retsu Unohana was his conviction, his world, even his reason to live. He breathed for her and only for her.
What he did not know or, rather, had not fully understood. It was that his zanpakuto, the beautiful Sakuyasama, completely shared his convictions.
That day he was angry, upset with himself. He had been training for months, but he simply did not perceive any progress anymore. He could not unlock or understand all the powers of his Sakuyasama. They were constantly talking, and his spirit was telling him that he still knew nothing of what he was capable of doing, and of his true identity.
He felt lousy, the worst shinigami in the entire seireitei. He was failing himself, he was failing Sakuyasama, and worst of all, he was failing Retsu Unohana, his captain and his number one conviction.
It was that day, at that very moment when from the ground, frustrated with himself, with sadness and helplessness in his heart, he watched Retsu Unohana sitting under the shade of a tree, observing her training in silence as she always did. His captain, even though he felt he was failing her, gave him the most beautiful smile he had ever given her.
It was in that simple instant that it happened. His Bankai woke up.
The explosion and his scream were felt all over the place. When the smoke dispersed, there he was, still standing.
His Zanpakuto had slightly increased in size, and the color of the blade was white.
Red wings spread behind his back, and the tips of those wings had a slight pinkish color. Behind him, as if protecting him, the spirit of his Zanpakuto made an appearance. A beautiful woman with pale skin and black hair, that fell like a waterfall down her back. Her eyes were closed, and a maternal smile adorned the beautiful face of the spirit.
Her clothes were a beautiful, loose-fitting Japanese kimono, white with red flowers decorating it. Her hair was also full of flowers of all kinds, in full bloom.
A sense of peace came over him as he held his zanpakuto, all problems and stress disappeared from his heart, as if the slightest contact with his zanpakuto had cleansed his soul.
"Blossom, princess of the cherry tree... Bankai: Konohana-sakuyasama" he whispered.
He collapsed seconds later. His knee on the ground, all he could do was drive his precious zanpakuto into the ground.
Roses, camellias, flowers of all kinds appeared out of nowhere on the training field, surrounding him. They all bloomed at their peak at the same time. The image was beautiful.
A second later, his Bankai disappeared. But the flower meadow was still there.
Retsu Unohana approached him, her smile radiant and full of happiness.
"You did it, you really did it..." She whispered as she held his hands with hers "I never saw a Bankai as precious as yours, in fact..." His captain took one of the flowers lying on the ground "I never knew any Bankai that could create life."
Those were the last words he heard before he fainted.
Months passed since that day, and never, not once was he able to reawaken his Bankai.
He was somewhat sad and frustrated at first, despite training so hard, he was terrified that he would never be able to use his Bankai again.
But Retsu Unohana's words were always the same "Relax, you have achieved in such a short time what other Shinigamis achieve in thousands of years, you can rest a little. You deserve it."
And this time, he decided to listen to his amazing captain. Besides, in his dreams, his Zanpakuto also gave him similar advice.
Give yourself time, give us time, partner. I promise you that if you give us time then all the training and waiting will have been worth it. Trust me, trust us, please.
She told him once, and it was more than enough to calm his heart again. If she wanted a little more time, he had no choice but to listen to her, after all she was part of him.
Finally, the rumor that circulated for months and months ended up being a reality. Kotetsu Isane was appointed as the new Captain of the ninth squadron.
Everyone congratulated her, everyone in the squadron was very happy about her new promotion. This made it clear that the number four squadron was the most respected of all, and with the most capable members. Isane would be a great loss for them, but it was also a proof of the prestige that squadron had.
It took Retsu Unohana only forty days to choose her new lieutenant.
In those forty days his relationship with his captain changed.
They began to spend more time together. On evenings when all the squadron members went home, they would stay a while longer drinking tea and talking about non-work-related topics.
In those forty days he had the good fortune and honor to meet Retsu Unohana. Not the captain, not the former kenpachi, not the doctor. He met Retsu Unohana, the woman.
She told him that on her days off she loved to go to the mountains to collect plants, flowers or just stay there smelling them and enjoying the calm they gave her. She loved to watch the moon at night, and she also loved to drink tea.
The day his life changed forever, Unohana had asked him to accompany her to the mountains, so they could enjoy their day off together.
"I guess you know why I invited you here," Unohana said suddenly, breaking the soft and comfortable silence in which they were immersed.
He would never ever forget the words that Retsu Unohana told him that day.
Nature, flowers and life are what represent you the most. Both as a shinigami, as a person and even represent your very soul. That's why here, in my favorite place in this whole world, I wanted to give you the news that I have chosen you as my next lieutenant. Of course, if you would like to...
He immediately bowed to her captain, his head down. Tears and tears of happiness and gratitude fell from his eyes.
He cried like never before, and among his babbling the only thing that could be heard clearly was how honored and flattered he was to be able to be her new lieutenant. And that he would give his life, soul and mind for her and her alone.
"Wow, no one has ever been so happy to serve me. I feel fortunate to have your loyalty, affection and devotion, my new lieutenant. It makes me very happy to have you with me. "
Life had given him another immense gift, but it would not end that way.
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"Yawnnn, I thought the day would never end!" yawned her captain.
They had both been working since the first hour of the day. He couldn't help but smile a little at the sight of his captain yawning and stretching her body, he found it extremely cute. Although it wasn't the first time he had seen her yawn.
It was also not the first time he had been there, in her home. His captain removed her Haori and stepped into her living room. Retsu Unohana's home was as beautiful and neat as its owner.
Several times, since his promotion to lieutenant, they had shared several moments in his captain's residence. Sometimes they had dinner, other afternoons they just sat together to drink tea in silence, and once in a while they shared a bottle of Sake together...
Today they were just drinking tea in silence.
He felt like the luckiest shinigami in the world. None of his comrades in squad number four even knew where their captain resided. Much less did they have the opportunity to share private moments like that together with their captain.
The evening was being like many others, but no less entertaining for that.
Unohana used to tell stories, and he would listen attentively, laughing along with her and giving his point of view when she requested it, and she used to do it often.
But, at some point in the evening, something changed, and what ended up happening was, for both of them, the best experience of their lives. -
"Yawn!" Her captain yawned louder than before. They had already finished drinking the tea, and Unohana struggled to her feet "What a tiring day, my whole body aches!"
The black-haired woman began to stretch her arms above her head. She understood why she was exhausted, these last few days there had been so many wounded and more work than ever, it had been a hard week for the Number Four Squadron, and especially for their captain.
He prepared to leave. He did not want to bother his captain by prolonging the evening even more. The woman was exhausted, she needed and deserved to rest.
When he wanted to say goodbye to her, his captain prevented him from doing so.
"Don't go yet..." Unohana had come up to him, her pale hand held the sleeve of his Shihakusho "You see, I would need a favor from you."
Immediately his answer was yes, whatever you need, Captain. No matter if they were no longer in the barracks or it was too late, he would always be her lieutenant, ready to serve her.
The beautiful woman's cheeks took on a certain pink color to them, her gaze shining so brightly that the lieutenant became concerned. What if his captain wasn't feeling well?
"I usually take a bath at this time before going to sleep, but I feel so, so tired... I know that maybe it's too much to ask... If you think it's a bother you can decline, maybe you think it's crazy..."
Her captain was embarrassed, her eyes avoiding him, though not entirely. As if she were a child, she rubbed her feet, anxious and very nervous.
He was nervous, just as nervous and embarrassed as she was. He doubted if what Unohana was going to ask him was what he was imagining.
"My lieutenant... Could you give me a bath?"
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"Mhh, the water is so warm... How nice."
He heard behind him his captain speaking, at the same time as she entered the bathtub of her bathroom.
The steam from the water spread throughout the luxurious and spacious bathroom.
This was crazy, completely crazy. He would never have thought that his captain would ask him to do something like this, never.
He had once cooked for her, and several times he himself had offered to massage his captain's fine feet on days when the woman was simply exhausted.
But bathing her? It would never have occurred to him. It seemed to him a clear invasion of his beloved captain's privacy. But the way she had asked him... It was impossible for him to refuse his captain.
He was now behind her, who was enjoying the warmth of the water. The steam, along with the bubbles in the tub, covered most of her captain's body, which was good for him.
His hands ran through the former kenpachi's long, silky hair. It was not the first time he had seen her with her hair down, but he was still pleasantly surprised to see her without the braids she normally wore.
Her long, voluminous hair must have reached her thighs, or perhaps more. His fingers stroked her long locks gently, but he still tried to clean her hair the best possible way he could. After a few minutes, his hands stopped.
Doubt came over him when he realized that some of her hair was still missing. The long, voluminous locks that fell from around the contours of her face to her bust.
He didn't know what to do, whether to keep stroking and cleaning her hair, or just stop.
But his captain had asked him to help her bathe... He had to do a good job, even if he feels nervous and uncomfortable.
He continued to lather and care for his superior's hair as if it were the softest and most precious thing in the world, and to him it certainly was.
"I've never liked having my hair touched" Said his captain suddenly, and he was about to remove his hands from her hair "No! Sorry, I expressed myself wrong... I've never liked someone touching my hair... But I love the way you do it. I could get used to this~"
His cheeks were red. He was thankful that his captain's back was to him, plus the amount of steam in the air helped more.
He continued with what he was doing, but he was terrified. Completely terrified to be so close to his captain, in such a private way.
When her captain gently took her trembling hand, he calmed down a bit.
"Relax, my dear lieutenant, it's only a bath... Although you mustn't go on if you don't want to..."
He refused. If his captain wanted him to help her bathe, then he would do it without complaint. No matter how much he might die of embarrassment.
He continued with his work. Between his caresses he tried at no time to touch the body of his beloved captain, he did not deserve to touch her. But he could not avoid it.
More than once he touched her shoulders, and his captain's very light babbling didn't quite tell him whether she enjoyed those rubs or hated them.
Unintentionally one of his knuckles touched the deep scar that the beautiful woman had on her neck, the scar that every day she covered with her hair and clothes.
Unohana flinched at the touch. He took a step back, completely chagrined.
"Don't worry. Why would I be mad that you touched my scar? I was the one who asked you to help me bathe, my lieutenant."
The shinigami relaxed a little again. Since he had finished with her beautiful hair, he decided to continue on her back.
It took him a little while to continue, as he dawdled a bit looking for a sponge to help bathe his captain. He didn't think he was at all worthy of touching her body, even if only to bathe her.
His movements were somewhat awkward due to his nerves. Still, he tried to be as cautious and gentle as possible with his captain's skin.
It was amazing how slim and trim Retsu Unohana was. He slowly cleaned her shoulders, wiping the soft sponge across her pale skin. Her neck was slender and beautiful, and her collarbone was marked in an incredibly sensual way.
Thinking about how beautiful her neck was made him notice how close he was to her breasts. Her breasts were underwater, hidden among the bubbles. But still, a simple movement of her captain could expose them...
Once he had cleaned her shoulders and neck, he didn't know what else to do. The rest of his captain's body was submerged in the bathtub.
He was about to tell her that he was done, that he would retire for the night, but his captain beat him to it.
"Sorry, I didn't realize you were already done with my hair. " Immediately Unohana got up from the bath tub.
He turned around as fast as he could, embarrassed and very afraid to see the body of his captain.
She did nothing but laugh "Easy, you can turn around, continue with my back."
He did so, and in doing so could not help but blush at the sight of his adored captain sitting on the edge of the tub. Her feminine, sensual back looked even more appetizing with the drops of water falling on it.
The woman's skin looked like it was made of porcelain. He could have stood there for hours admiring his captain's sensual back, but he had a task to do.
He took the sponge and hesitated for a second. He truly did not deserve to see, let alone touch Retsu Unohana's body, even if it was with a sponge. He was unworthy. This woman seemed to him so very, very fine, beautiful and spectacular that she did not deserve to be touched by anyone.
His captain asked him why he didn't continue, and that's when he snapped out of it. If his captain had given him an order, he would follow it.
Seeing his captain's back glistening from the soap was something he would never forget. She was incredibly slender, and the shadow of her muscles peeked out, which gave her a slightly more warrior-like touch, but no less feminine.
Her back was straight, and Unohana was leaning forward slightly, perhaps to give him more access to her. But the reality was that this only emphasized her beautiful waist and sensual hips.
He tried not to pay attention to anything but his task. He tried to sponge all over his captain's back, slow, gentle movements, he didn't want to be rough on her beautiful skin.
When he finished cleaning her back, he tried to clean the sides of her body. His movements were even slower, as he did not want to touch any undue parts.
With his slow movements he marked Retsu Unohana's figure. From her wide, strong, sensual hips, to her narrow, stunning waist. More than once Unohana shuddered, but at no time did she ask him to stop.
On one occasion he came close to touching the side of one of her breasts with the sponge. So close did he come, that his captain seemed to hide a slight moan. Her skin was now bristling.
"My lieutenant... "Unohana spoke to him after so much silence, she seemed to be breathing with some difficulty "D-Do you like my body?"
Something in her face had changed, but he couldn't say for sure what. Her eyes were glazed over, but she didn't look sad... Rather, she looked extremely happy. He couldn't remember ever seeing her as happy as she was at that moment, also, there was something in her face that he couldn't decipher, maybe it was lust, maybe it was something else.
Perhaps this was a test, a strange test so that his captain could check his sincerity, loyalty or values. He did not know for sure.
What he did know was that Retsu Unohana was the most beautiful woman in the whole world, and he would not forgive himself if he said otherwise.
"My adored captain... I would be crazy if I didn't like your body... You are the nicest, kindest, most beautiful and sexiest woman who ever lived..."
Her cheeks turned a little pink, but she still did not falter.
His captain seemed very affected by his words, she was completely flushed, and he believed that no one could ever emanate so much tenderness and sensuality as she did at that moment, with her words.
"Then, please... Touch me. I want you to touch my body..."
His dirty mind played a trick on her, his cheeks flushed bright red as he heard the way her captain asked him to clean her body. His face burned, and his heart was beating wildly.
Still, he tried to calm himself. He swallowed hard, he would carry out that task with the commitment and respect that Retsu Unohana deserved.
"At your command, Captain Unohana."
He immediately put the sponge aside and picked up a soap.
He wouldn't say his hands were beautiful or soft, because that was a lie. His hands were somewhat dry, with calluses and hard areas from so much training, and with some scars.
Nevertheless, he tried to be extremely gentle with his captain's smooth skin.
He started with her left arm, the soap sliding down Retsu's skin, and he with the least clumsiness possible stroked her arm and cleaned it.
His captain was hot. The water must have been boiling for her body to be so hot, or maybe it was because of something else.
"I-I'm not interested in the soap... I want to feel your hands touching me, please."
If that's what his captain wanted...
With both hands he began to stroke her arm. Maybe he was being a little more intense than before, but his captain seemed to like that.
He stroked all the way down to the woman's neck. He forcefully began to massage her.
His hard, worn hands contrasted sharply with his captain's thin skin, but they both seemed to like this.
He massaged her shoulders for a few minutes, then caressed her entire back until he reached her beautiful hips.
His captain literally gave a jump when she felt his cold hands in her hips. Instantly she was calm again, although breathing a little shakily.
It was then that he noticed that their bodies were very close. Perhaps she with the startle had attached her body to his, or perhaps he in the little trance he was in had gotten too close.
Neither of them minded. He was very much at ease caressing his captain's body, and she seemed to love it.
His hands caressed her waist, he squeezed it a little, with his fingers. With his fingers he traced a light circle on her skin, over and over again.
He spent quite some time like that, caressing his captain's hips and waist, tracing several figures on her skin with his fingertips.
Suddenly his captain's hand came to rest on the back of her neck. She stroked his hair a little, but then pulled him closer to her.
He leaned down a little until he was at her level. He was so close to her that he couldn't help but feel aroused. From there he could see his captain's breasts perfectly, although he did his best not to stare at them.
Instead, his eyes focused on the face of his captain. For the first time Unohana was looking at him. Her eyes had fire in them, the slight smile -somewhat nervous- she had showed him that she was somewhat embarrassed.
But the pleasure on her face was more than evident.
His captain bit her lips before taking his hands with her own.
She left his hands tenderly on her own tits. He startled a little, but his captain grabbed his arm, telling him without words that this was what he wanted.
This was wrong, very wrong. He didn't deserve to touch her body, he didn't deserve to have such an intimate moment with his captain Unohana, no matter how much he wanted it. Besides, they were members of the same squadron, any closeness between comrades, be it sentimental or carnal, was forbidden.
When he was again about to remove his hands from his captain's breasts, Unohana very sweetly licked his neck, and then gave him a small kiss in the same area.
"P-please ~" She purred, hiding her face in his lieutenant's neck, licking it some more "I need to feel your hands on my body... My lieutenant, I-I need it" Her words had so much pleasure in them, so much need for him, for his caresses.
Perhaps he squeezed her breasts with too much energy, because his captain squirmed in his arms and moaned with pleasure. The truth was that he was clouded with pleasure.
His hands moved on their own, after squeezing her breasts he began to fondle them, remembering that he was supposed to be simply bathing his captain.
Retsu Unohana's breasts were very large, certainly the largest he had ever seen (although he had seen few) and he could assure that they were simply perfect.
They were large, but they fit perfectly in his hands, as if they were made to fit them.
The skin was extremely soft, even softer than the rest of her body. Her nipples so pink, he couldn't help but caress them as well.
"Mounn, Ahh! ~ " moaned his captain, every noise that came out of her mouth at that moment was music to his ears.
Her nipples were aroused, so he continued to stimulate them even more, rubbing and caressing them between his fingers. His fingerprints might as well have been imprinted on Retsu Unohana's beautiful, large tits. The way he buried his fingers in her breasts drove her crazy.
He could feel Unohana's penetrating gaze beside him, she was focused on his face, every moan was directed at him, and she seemed to be in love with his lips by the way she was looking at them. The heat that their bodies gave off was palpable, this was no longer a simple bath -if it had even been a bath at some point-, he was enjoying the beautiful and voluptuous body of his captain, and she was loudly enjoying his caresses.
It seemed that in a moment Unohana could no longer avoid it. Their heads clashed awkwardly, a slight bump that neither bothered nor hurt either of them. Nor did they have time to even notice it.
The captain of the fourth squadron, Retsu Unohana, had jumped on him lustfully, and the two kissed.
It was a very hot kiss, their lips met and drank from each other for a few moments, to immediately give way to their tongues. Despite the lust and desire in the air, the kiss was quite slow. Their tongues met from time to time, caressing each other sweetly.
Unohana caressed her face with one of his hands, and this made - somehow - the kiss a thousand times more enjoyable, a thousand times more intimate.
Her lips were so sweet, and her tongue so hot and delicious. It was a vice; he could become addicted to kissing Retsu Unohana.
Which was complete madness, and he finally came to his senses.
Finally, he broke the kiss, and they both paused to take a breath.
In all that time, at no point had he stopped fondling her breasts.
He was about to tell her that this was all crazy, completely crazy, but her words made his heart almost stop.
"Th-that... That was my first kiss."
He had taken the first kiss from the strongest shinigami in the Seireireitei. That was complete madness.
"I... I didn't deserve your first kiss, Captain."
"Don't say things like that..." His captain told him, a sincere smile on her face. "Since day one I've noticed you... I love how you look at me, all the time you look at me with such passion and adoration… I love how you address me, I love how you try your best and always give your best for me... I love and enjoy every moment we have alone... And I love feeling your hands all over my body..."
Retsu could not continue speaking to him, because he silenced her with a kiss.
And this time the kiss had all the passion in the universe. His tongue directly placated his captain's, her moans echoed in the kiss, their hands roamed each other's body with such urgency, as if they were about to disappear at any moment.
He lifted her up in one motion, pulling her out of the bathtub. A second later they were both kissing against the wall of that bathroom.
They were possessed by desire. So many months of being together, working, on missions or simply enjoying each other's company, in those months he had developed a love for his captain that went beyond the platonic, beyond the respect he had for her as a warrior or as his superior. He loved Retsu Unohana, the beautiful woman who loved flowers, plants and tea.
He was ready to show and transmit all that love to her in that kiss.
Unohana was trapped between the sword and her lieutenant's body, but she didn't care in the least. She was naked and wet from barely getting out of the tub, and yet all she wanted to do was to be even closer to her beloved lieutenant.
She had never felt anything like this before. Her lieutenant's leg appeared between her thighs, and she more than happily gave him permission.
He broke the kiss again, and this time both of their faces denoted pure love and adoration. Both were extremely agitated, and a trickle of drool joined their lips together.
"This... This is wrong..."
"If it's wrong then why does it feel so good?" her captain murmured, staring into his eyes with a smile - the height difference between them was clear. Unohana took the initiative and resettled his hand on her body. "I... I think I'm in love with you... I-I've never felt anything like this..."
His lieutenant was again touching her whole body. He kissed again and again and again her sensual neck, and even more than once kissed her deep scar.
He also explained to her how he felt, told her he was in love with her. But still, he had to try to stop this, as much as he didn't want to. She was his captain, he a mere lieutenant, they couldn't be together, no matter how much they both wanted to.
"Why does it have to be like this? It's so unfair" Unohana said to him in between breaths, still suffering from his lieutenant's caresses "I've never felt things like this for anyone, my heart races every time I see you, and it soothes my soul to hear your voice" Unohana took one of his hands and guided it to between her legs "I beg you... Give me a little more of this, let me feel your hands inside me... Just this once, please..."
Her words finished breaking his heart. It hurt him just as much as it hurt her. The desire he had was so great that he could not help but give in to his captain's request, however wrong it might be.
"Whatever you wish, Retsu" He said in her ear.
He immediately pounced on her. His fingers entered his captain's vagina very easily. She was very horny, immediately Unohana moaned, but he silenced her with a kiss.
His fingers frantically pumped in and out of her hot sex, her captain was soaking wet.
Her moans and groans were dying on his lips, her tongue was dominating her captain's inside her own mouth. Retsu Unohana, the most powerful woman in the seireitei, was at his mercy.
"Please, please give me more, I love it! ~"
His lips directly attacked his captain's neck. She stroked the back of his neck gently, urging him with moans and caresses to continue. How easy it would be to bite her neck and mark her, but he couldn't do that, it would be totally disrespectful to his captain.
Her skin was so tasty, her neck delicious. She emanated warmth, He no longer knew if the drops falling down Retsu's face and neck were from bath water, or beads of sweat.
The black-haired woman hugged herself even tighter to him, her legs trembling a little, yet she wanted to free her lieutenant's penis from his garments so she could give him the same pleasure he was giving her.
But his lieutenant prevented her from doing so.
"No, this is about you," he told her, and immediately began licking and biting her breasts,
"Mahhh! ~" She screamed
Retsu Unohana's breasts were incredible. Big, round and firm, he bit, licked and tasted them as if they were the most delicious thing in the world. He nibbled on both nipples, pulled her breasts together lewdly and nibbled on both. His captain just moaned and groaned with pleasure.
While he was having fun with her breasts, he added a third finger inside her captain's pussy.
She moaned so loudly that he thought she would run out of voice.
Each time she asked him, begged him for more. And he could not let her down.
With his thumb he began to caress her clitoris, while three of his fingers frantically penetrated her. His free hand just repeatedly caressed her firm voluptuous ass.
The speed of his fingers increased more and more; his captain's vagina was practically dripping with fluids of pleasure.
When she moaned in ecstasy at having reached her orgasm, he silenced her again with a strong - but tender - kiss.
Her vaginal muscles contracted and her legs went a little numb. Her captain was trembling with pleasure, so much so that she almost lost her balance.
He held her in time, and withdrew his fingers from his captain's wet sex. They were very wet. Taking advantage of the fact that she was watching him -although her gaze was somewhat lost in her orgasm- he licked his fingers.
He kissed her cheek, and from there traced a path of kisses until he reached her lips again. They stayed in each other's embrace, he held Unohana until she could regain her balance.
"That was... The most pleasurable thing I've ever felt in my life. You made me so happy" He told her, then stole a very innocent kiss from her.
Unfortunately - or fortunately, depending on the point of view - his captain broke away from him. All the pleasure, lust and happiness that had been present on her face vanished, now a certain sadness adorned her countenance.
Seeing her like that made him truly sad.
"It is sad... I wish I could do with you much more than just this... I want you…"
"Me too, captain. I wish it more than anything in the world, but it's forbidden, I wouldn't want to disrespect your status as captain, ever."
His captain smiled at him and thanked him. And after she put on a robe, they both left the bathroom.
How sad life was. It had given him so many gifts, previously he would not have even imagined becoming Retsu Unohana's lieutenant. But still, that an old protocol and some stupid rules prevented them from being together was unfair, very unfair.
And he couldn't blame himself for falling in love with his captain, because she felt the same way about him...
Life had given him gifts, that was clear, but this disappointment and sadness was horrible, it was painful.
When he was about to leave, his captain called after him.
"Excuse me... I know it's late, but... Can I steal a little more of your time?"
It seemed that still his captain hadn't come to her senses...
"Captain Unohana, you know I wish I could be with you, I really do, b-but."
"Stay with me..." Unohana interrupted him with a hint of desperation in her tone, hearing her like that broke his heart "Let's sleep together, please..." Her eyes were on the verge of tears.
"Just sleep..."
"That's right... Just sleep." She repeated, taking him by the hand.
The lieutenant let himself be guided by his captain. That night they both slept in each other's arms, and the next day they continued their lives as if nothing had happened.
They were both crazy about each other, they just wanted to feel pleasure and let lust take them both.
They wanted to do a million things to each other, say a thousand words to each other and express what they felt in every possible way.
But they couldn't, they had to accept it. Some things were simply never meant to happen.
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Happy ending (with lemon) on my p4tr3on