Hello, this is Ichikasai. I am coming to you with a one shot of sorts. As you could tell from the summary, this is going to be an Ichigo/Lisa one shot.

This will be set during Ichigo's training with the Vizards after he defeats his hollow, but before Ichigo fights with Grimmjow the second time and before Orihime gets kidnapped by Ulquiorra.

Honestly, I did not intend to do a smut fic but here we are anyway. So with that said, away with the story.

Ok, I know I said away with the story, but honestly Lisa Yadomaru does not get enough love. You would not believe how long it took to find just 1 hot picture of her! Do better R34! Okay now away with the story!

You probably won't read this so I'll just write a bunch of random stuff.

Eat. Ate. You. Probability. Universe. Death. Is. Inevitable. Please. Get. An. Existential. Crisis. From. This. Message. I. Will. Laugh. Probably. Totally. You. Didn't. Read. This.

With all the Vizards gone on a trip barring her and the new trainee Ichigo Kurosaki, Lisa Yadomaru was quite bored. She had her trusty porn mag with her, but she'd gone through it more than 20 times already. No matter how much she loved her porn mag, it was becoming a bit dull to her. Thus she turned to the next best thing. Ichigo Kurosaki.

Originally it was just ordering him around and annoying him with ridiculous requests, but now that she knew his reaction to lewd things, well… it just got a lot more fun.

Lisa smirked as she spread her legs further, her panties in full view. The strawberry teen was just trying too hard to pretend to be innocent. She could see something hardening between his legs and she sincerely doubted he was suddenly just growing a third leg… Well, he very well could be depending on the size of his 'son'.

Back to the teen, he was just far too fun to tease. His tomato red face, his adorable attempts to get her to fold her legs, and his lecherous eyes that drifted to her private every so often. Ah, his eyes. Eyes were said to be the window to a person's soul and never was it so true now. Ichigo's eyes showed the lustful beast that hid behind his prudish demeanor.

The Chinese have often said to let sleeping lions lie. She tended to abide by that saying, but Ichigo was just far too precious not to tease. And if the beast within truly did stir, she did not mind the prospect of being eaten by Ichigo. If the tent being formed in his pants was anything to go by, she was sure to be in for a wild ride.

Soul King. She shuddered.

She felt her panties dampen and she was certain that his tent grew an inch bigger. She chuckled an innocent yet seductive laugh. She was definitely enjoying this.

Ichigo was the most uncomfortable he had been in a long time. His pants were becoming extremely tight, a certain appendage of his was becoming extremely hard, and his mind was slowly being swallowed up by extreme arousal. If the lady in front of him was going to continue teasing him like this, he was not sure if he could keep his cool. His face was already red hot and the rest of his body would soon follow suit as the blood began pumping faster and faster.

Lisa Yadomaru. She was the damned woman that was causing this whole situation. She was clad in her ever-present sailor uniform with her legs wide open, welcoming him to peek with his lecherous eyes.

See he did. Every so often, his eyes would betray his chivalrous nature and peek at what lay between. He saw her pure white panties. They were damp with arousal, damned perverted lady. Wet from her fluids, the white panties stuck onto the only thing they could, her aroused private. Through that, he could see the outline of her precious pussy.

"Oi, just when are you going to stop that?"

Once again, she chuckled, this time seductively. "Oh, just when you stop staring. I can see you Ichigo. You're not that smooth."

"Tch!" He clicked his teeth in annoyance. He and she both knew he was staring, but she didn't need to say it. Turning his face to the side, he said, "Well, I'm no longer staring. So are you going to fold your legs or are you going to keep them wide open for the world to see?"

"Oh Ichigo, I'm not doing this for the whole world to see, just you. I'm spreading my legs just for you. As for whether or not I will stop, well…" Ichigo felt his vein pop because he could hear her amusement as she responded to him.

After a few seconds of her complete silence, he was surprised to hear shuffling from her. Fuck. He had a bad feeling. When the shuffling stopped, he stood his ground refusing to look in her direction. He knew that what he would see would break something in him.

"I. Chi. Go."

"No."

"Pretty please."

"No!"

"Well then, suit yourself. I knew you were a fruity boy, Strawberry."

"..." He felt his anger rising, but he wouldn't fall for it. He would not turn.

"Chan."

"DAMN IT YADOMARU!" That was the last straw. He knew she was playing him, but damn it if he would let her get away with not only calling him gay but also addressing him with 'chan'. As he predicted, however, what he saw broke him. His jaw dropped at the sight before him.

In front of him was a Lisa Yadomaru almost naked and clothed barely in underwear. Actually, scratch that. Her bra was already off but was lazily placed on top of her bountiful breasts so that it just barely hid her nipples. Her pantie was not off but was instead halfway down her long legs. She, however, had closed her legs and positioned her panties in such a way that blocked his view of her wet needy pussy. While he could not see her most intimate place, the sight of her long slender legs was a good enough replacement.

He cursed inside his head at this crazy yet sexy woman. He had correctly predicted that looking at this woman again would break something inside of him. Turns out that something was his self-control.

"You know even I have a limit right?"

She gave him a sexy seductive smirk. "Did you? I thought you were just innocent prude Ichigo."

Ichigo's entire body was hot. His head was clouded with an enraged lust. His face was flushed, this time, however, flushed with a need to ram and pound the woman in front of him. He had to show this woman that Ichigo Kurosaki was a predator that would pounce if pushed too far. He wasn't some herbivore.

The fires of angry lust burned from his head to his toes. His cock banged at his pants to be let out and demanded entrance to her warm wet hole.

Somehow, his fractured self-control held on and kept him from charging at the woman in front of him.

Through whatever sense of self he had left that was not simply arousal and need, Ichigo warned her, "You're biting off more than you can chew Yadomaru. Be careful what you're getting yourself into. Push me any further and I can't promise you anything." Ichigo proudly managed to end his warning with a smug smirk. Feeling assured that Lisa would stop, he closed his eyes and resolved to continue training with the biggest hard-on ever.

Lisa, however, seemed ever more amused as she took his warning as a challenge. "I. Chi. Go."

Ichigo's eyes widened. His heart pounded against his chest in disbelief and anticipation. There was no way. She wouldn't continue. She wouldn't dare to provoke him any further than this right?

His questions were answered when he slowly turned his head and saw her. Her closed legs were now opening. His eyes were locked onto her crotch, ready to drink the sight of her pussy before pouncing. Slowly but surely, her legs widened. As they slowly opened up, blood pumped faster and faster throughout his body.

Bump!

Bump!

BUMP!

Once again, however, she played him like a fool. Her hands proudly blocked off her pussy, barely covering the dripping wet hole. Her arousal was so pronounced that it leaked out from the crevices of her hand, staining her digits with the ever distinct shine of pussy juice.

His thumping heart came to a slow as he came to the conclusion that he was getting played like a dog. Ichigo gave a dangerous grin as he felt his self-control slowly come back and his arousal slowly mellowed out, exchanged with righteous anger. He would make her pay for this. He felt his self-righteous anger burn hotter as she returned his grin with her own smug sexy smirk.

And then she did it.

"Mmmnn." It was a fake moan. He knew it. She knew it. However, what was not fake was the sight she showed him. At that moment, she removed her juice-covered hand and allowed his eyes to finally feast on the wet, needy pussy that she had been hiding for so long.

Her long slender legs were spread out and open. Her pussy was available for the world to see. Her breasts flimsily covered by her bra. Her hand which previously blocked her pussy from his eyes were now being sucked on by her plump luscious lips. Oh yeah was she a sight to behold. And she had broken and shattered any sense of control he had within him.

Ichigo was no longer the prudish soul reaper duty dedicated to protecting his loved ones. He was a beast controlled only by his lust. That lust was currently demanding him to pound the hell out of the glasses-wearing woman in front of him.

Lisa Yadomarou knew she would be provoking a dangerous beast. She knew that upon awakening the beast she would be in big big trouble, but she did it anyway. Regardless of how frightening this beast of lust would be, she was not worried about a virgin. That Ichigo was a virgin was something that everyone knew all too well. The mighty orange strawberry soul reaper was a giant prudish virgin.

All she had to do was weather through the rough beginning. After his first load, Ichigo would naturally slow down, and then she would be the one dictating the pace. She would tame Ichigo. Don't get her wrong, he would still be a ferocious beast that pounded her into feel-good heaven, but he would do so under her commands.

That was why the current situation was so puzzling. He had already released his first load and was well onto his seventh. However, he had yet to slow down. She could hardly think as he shoved his cock down her hole and gave her womb a deep kiss before pulling all the way out to the tip and once again shoving his thick cock down her pussy.

"OooaaAggGhhh!" She moaned out incoherently as he pounded the hell out of her pussy. She predicted that he would be taking her to heaven in spite of his virgin status, but this? Creaming inside her 6 times over and making her his bitch? Well, that was certainly unexpected.

She moaned louder as he continued to pound her tight pussy and reshaped it for his large thick cock. Lisa only regained some semblance once she felt his cock enlarge even further. Through the experience of getting creampied the previous six times by Ichigo, Lisa knew that he was about to come.

"IshIgoOO! Dhon't cumm inside!" She pleaded with the beast, but deep inside her, she was loving the idea of him filling her womb with his thick cum and impregnating her. She could just imagine it now.

"Mgghh…" She shuddered as she had a small orgasm over the thought of Ichigo marking her womb as his territory. She was over a thousand years old and yet here was this teenage boy making her his bitch.

So when he began to pull out, Lisa did the only logical thing she could. She wrapped her legs around his waist and thrust her waist against his until his cock was deeply embedded against her womb. She was desperately craving the feeling of his cock releasing all of his seed deep inside her. Release he did as her womb was once again filled to the brim with rope after rope of his seed. The feeling of her womb being filled was too much and she came for the twentieth time and passed out from the pleasure.

After filling Lisa's womb over and over again, Ichigo's lustful wrath was finally abated, somewhat. His sense of self was recovering and the beast slowly withdrew deep within him. His hips, however, still slowly pumped into the pussy of the woman underneath him. Ichigo at least had the decency to look away in shame as he saw the sight of the woman in front of him.

Lisa looked like she had been ganbanged for a week without rest and her eyes were rolled over her head in a beautiful ahegao. Her body was covered in sweat and reeked of a well-fucked bitch. Her bountiful breasts bounced as she heaved in and out. Everything below her waist and on the bed, something they had found whilst engrossed in their lovemaking, was a disaster. Her inner thigh was fully covered in cum and more cum spurted out of her pussy each time he pumped himself into her. The sheets near their waists were extremely wet. It would seem there was a correlation between the dryness of the sheets the further away it was from their intertwined waists.

She looked like she had been gangbanged by 20 men… and probably some more. Feeling sorry, he slowly pulled out.

Suddenly, arms grabbed him, and legs wrapped around his waist as they pushed his cock back into the depths of her pussy once more. "...More… Fuckk me more Strawberry-chan."

Ichigo felt his vein pop as he exploded in anger. "Damn you Yadomaru! I was feeling sorry for you but damn it all!"

He knew he was doing what she wanted, but he'd show her somehow! He pumped furiously at her sore pussy without caution. The woman beneath him tiredly moaned as she had long since fainted from pleasure.

It didn't take long before he flushed her womb white with his cum for the nth time. Somehow, Lisa Yadomaru, from the depths of pleasure dreamland, found the strength to raise herself up to the Strawberry and give him a wet and sloppy french kiss.

Ichigo's eyes widened as he felt her smack her lips against him and force her tongue inside his mouth. She didn't stay there for long as her lips moved to his cheek. She cheekily twirled her tongue against his cheek leaving it dripping wet with her hot saliva. She instantly collapsed seemingly satisfied with invading his mouth and marking his cheek with saliva. In fact, he could see faint signs of a smile on her.

Ichigo only gritted his teeth as he realized she had the final laugh. Anything he tried would be worthless as Lisa had long since collapsed from pleasure and all his energy. Ichigo himself was pretty tired after their session.

He unsheathed himself from her pussy and was thankful to see no resistance this time. He looked around, thankful to hear nothing and see nobody nearby.

Ichigo boredly looked for a clock as he stretched his body.

"Crap!"

7:43 PM.

He briefly remembered Lisa saying that the Vizards had all left for some fun and would be coming back around 8 PM. While he was unsure of Lisa's opinion regarding the rest of the Vizards finding out about their little rendezvous, but he sure as hell was not letting them find out. He had a reputation of being a bad boy who didn't care about the pleasures of the flesh. He knew few bought his ruse, but he had to keep it up even if most people were right in their skepticism...

He looked back at Lisa hopeful she was somehow awake and able to help him clean up. Once again, the sight enchanted him. Lisa Yadomaru was a beauty beyond words. There she lay sleeping with her full breasts and legs wide open. Her gaping pussy was oozing out his seed onto the sheets and the bottom of her curvy hips. He felt the thing between his legs pop straight back up and was once again ready to go another round.

Ichigo turned to the clock.

7:43 PM.

He turned to Lisa.

Then clock.

7:43 PM.

Then Lisa… Then Lisa a bit longer.

Then clock.

7:43 PM.

Then Lisa… and he found himself a lot closer to Lisa now.

Then clock.

7:44 PM.

"DAMN IT ALL!" Ichigo screamed out all his pent-up teenage lust-driven frustrations and ran for the air freshener and new sheets. It was strange to think that he had stayed with the Vizards long enough that he knew these things.

"Ichigo! Wait up."

He almost jumped when he heard her. It had been a good 3 days since… that event. He had also just been beaten up by Hiyori under the name of training when she called out to him. He turned to face the bombshell in the school uniform and asked "Uhh… Yadomaru, what's up?"

She smirked as she got up in his face. "I know you've been avoiding me. What's wrong berry boy?" She leaned closer and whispered, "Was sex with me that embarrassing to you?"

Ichigo flushed like a strawberry and not like a tomato. He stared incredulously at the woman in front of him. Had she no shame?

Lisa stared at him shamelessly and said, "Ichigo, I read porn in front of everyone. Most of our entire porn is supplied by yours truly. So don't even look at me like that. In fact, I should be holding you responsible. After what you did, I couldn't walk for an entire day."

The teen felt himself suddenly dealing with some newfound guilt. He also could not help the little bit of pride he felt from knowing that he was the reason she could not walk for an entire day… Ok, he felt a lot of pride from that.

At any rate, he had to reply thus he sighed in defeat. "Alright, I've been avoiding you. But it wasn't for the reason you think it is. I wasn't avoiding you because we just had sex. I was avoiding you because…. Because…. "

Lisa stared at him blankly, unimpressed. So, she decided to take things into her own hands. She pushed her index to his lips and shushed him. She then grabbed his hand and tenderly caressed it with her own. With a gentle and sweet smile, Lisa shoved his hand under her skirt and straight into her wet snatch. "You feel that Ichigo?"

Ichigo was dumbstruck and honestly impressed with the newly deemed goddess in front of him. She was a thirsty slut that was thirsty for him. It honestly could not become any better than that. So he gave her the best answer he could at that moment. "Yea."

Lisa gave him what he now considered her signature devilish chuckle for when she had something extremely insidious concocted just for him. Without missing a beat, she untied something underneath her skirt. He immediately felt a damp wet cloth fall onto the palm of his hand.

His hand shook as he pulled out from her crotch. In the palm of his hand sat her wet string pantie. He stared at her and she gave him that hot sexy smirk. She then raised her skirt and gave him a full view. Ichigo for his part kept his face straight without showing a single bit of the raging lust that burned within him.

Lisa for her part noticed the large tent that was sporting from Ichigo's pants. She happily leaned into his neck and whispered, "My room in 15 minutes." She cheekily stroked his hard cock with her index before she pecked him and left to prepare for the brutal fuck fest that would definitely ensue.

Ichigo cursed under his breath and he was once again caught up in her pace. While he was certainly unhappy that she had him wrapped under her little thumb, he would definitely play along. He did so because he knew that he would be the one having the last laugh. She would be the one beneath him as he made her his. He would make sure that she never entertained the thought of another man besides him ever again.

…

…

"So… how hard do you think they'll fuck this time? Last time she was passed out a whole day and couldn't walk the next." The yellow-haired leader of the Vizards was left without an answer as everyone else did their best to ignore what had just happened.

"ICHIGO! HARDER! MAKE ME YOURS!"

"Damn you Ichigo! How did you manage to bang Lisa?! I have been trying for the last hundred years and you get to within a week!"

"SHUT UP SHINJI!"

"ACK! You little brat HIYORI!"

Well that's done. I hope you enjoyed that or maybe you didn't so I'll just say this.

On a scale from 1 to 0 are you happy?

'Cause you're on your own from here, so are you happy?

I'm open to suggestions, are you happy?

But what the fuck kind of question is 'Am I happy?"

Hope you get the reference! Cya next time!