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Warning: Lemon!

Barbecue Troubles

Urahara Shop

Hanataro Yamada wondered how he keeps landing in these situations.

It'd been a horrid week for the healer. First he'd been tasked with cleaning out the sewers, reeking of it for days. Then he'd angered his captain when he'd accidently slipped and smashed several jars of ointments that the squad needed after a training exercise at Squad Eleven left many hospitalized, curtesy of Kenpachi. After being reprimanded for his clumsiness by his captain, he'd received an offer to take a day to relax in the World of the Living by Ganju Shiba, who told him that Kisuke and his crew were having a barbecue and that Ichigo and his friends were going to join in. Interested in seeing his friends, Hanataro agreed to come.

Now he wished he had said no.

In addition to him, several other captains had joined in on the summer festivities, including Toshiro, Rukia, Renji, Rangiku and Soi-Fon, the latter there to see her old mentor, Yoruichi.

The group was partying in a lot next to Urahara Shop, Tessai manning the barbecue. Hanataro was sitting at a picnic table, talking to Orihime when he felt a presence sit down beside him. "Hello there. Long time no see, Hanataro."

The healer turned and gaped when he saw Yoruichi Shihoin sitting next to her. Always the shy and timid type, Hanataro felt very self-conscious whenever he was around the woman. The woman was both beautiful and powerful. It amazed him that she found time to talk to someone as lowly as him. And the summer heat only added to her beauty. The woman wore a purple tank top, her sweat making her dark skin glisten in the afternoon summer sun. Clad in a pair of short-shorts, the woman looked like she'd been painted to perfection.

Hanataro gulped. On the next table over was Captain Soi-Fon, who was feeling pretty spurned by Yoruichi choosing to sit next to Hanataro instead of her. Hanataro could practically feel the daggers coming from the woman's eyes and hoped that someone would distract her. "Hi, Ms. Yoruichi."

"Please, just call me Yoruichi." Her wide grin helped calm Hanataro down and he began to relax. She was certainly far more laid back and easy-going than his captain. "You're a third-seat now, aren't you?"

"Yes, ma'am," Hanataro nodded. "I was promoted after the battle in Hueco Mundo."

Yoruichi smiled. "That's excellent to hear. I'm glad that Unohana recognized your abilities." Her conversation was cut short when Tessai set a plate of burgers down onto the table. The group began to eat some more, Hanataro continuing to chat with Orihime and Yoruichi.

Biting into her burger, Yoruichi looked past him towards something she wanted. "Hanataro," she told him. "Could you pass me the ketchup bottle?"

Finishing his fries, Hanataro nodded. "Okay." He reached for the bottle and grabbed it. But the clumsy healer neglected the fact that his fingers were covered in grease from the hot fries that Kisuke made. The bottle began to slip out of his grasp and Hanataro blindly squeezed it to keep it from slipping out of his hand. He realized his mistake when a geyser of ketchup shot out of the bottle, hitting both him and Yoruichi.

Looking down at her dirtied shirt, Yoruichi frowned. "Oh dear."

Hanataro was mortified at his blunder. But when he saw Soi-Fon look at him with a look of sheer murder on her face, he really wished he'd stayed in bed today.

"You imbecile!" Soi-Fon shouted. "Look what you did to Lady Yoruichi's shirt!" Hanataro flinched, knowing that Soi-Fon could be quite cruel when someone disrespected her personal idol.

Patting Hanataro's head, Yoruichi merely shrugged. "Take a chill pill, Soi-Fon. It's only a shirt. Here, why don't we head inside to clean up?' she suggested to Hanataro.

The boy quickly nodded. Right now anywhere where he wasn't getting a death glare from Soi-Fon was preferable. He quickly excused himself from the party and followed Yoruichi into the shop.

The cool and crisp A/C awaited the boy as he entered the shop, Kisuke using his mechanical skill to good use. "Don't worry," Yoruichi told him as he followed her towards her room, "It was just a simple accident. Don't let Soi-Fon make you nervous." She opened the door to her room and gestured for him to enter. "I think I might have a shirt that fits you."

Honored to be in her room, Hanataro stepped inside and quietly sat down on a bean-bag chair while Yoruichi dug through a drawer. She pulled out several shirts and tossed one to Hanataro. "Here you go. It's a little big for you but it's better than that stained one you have on." Hanataro took off his shirt and set it to the side. Yoruichi saw the thin scar on his chest and raised an eyebrow. "I don't recall you being wounded," she noted.

"Oh, that was…um…" Hanataro scratched the back of his head embarrassingly. "It happened when I went to Hueco Mundo." He didn't want her to know that it was technically Rukia who wounded him.

"I see," Yoruichi nodded. Then, without any warning, she whipped off her own shirt. And it was at that point that Hanataro realized something important: Yoruichi wasn't wearing a bra.

The timid healer almost choked on his tongue as he stared at the topless Flash Goddess, her breasts bouncing as she pulled off her shirt. Her dark skin glistened thanks to the sweat from the afternoon heat, her nipples hard from the cold A/C. Hanataro couldn't help but notice how fit the woman also was, her stomach smooth and flat.

Yoruichi saw the jawdropped expression on Hanataro's face and giggled. "Oh come now, Hanataro. You're a medic. Certainly you're familiar with a woman's anatomy, right?"

"Well...I…uh…the thing is…" The truth is that Hanataro wasn't very familiar when it came to the opposite sex. Because he was often tasked with grunt work, he'd very rarely had the time to heal anyone; most of the people he did treat were male.

The Third-Seat's bashfulness was adorable to the former captain. She always found him to be cute and this was the icing on the cake. Her eyebrow rose, however, when she realized something as well…

She looked outside and saw everyone else still at the party. Even Soi-Fon had forgotten all about Yoruichi, her mind occupied with seething rage as Kisuke sat next to her. Slowly she closed the blinds. "One sec, Hanataro," she told him as she turned around. "I got some on my pants to so I need to change out of them."

Hanataro's eyes almost popped out of their sockets as Yoruichi bent over and took off her shorts, her round, juicy ass barely concealed by a pair of black panties. As she stepped out of the shorts and turned around, she smiled at the young man with an innocent smile. "What's the matter? You look rather red, Hanataro," she said, putting a hand to his head. "Maybe I…" she got down on her knees and reached for Hanataro's shorts, "should give the medic some healing."

As Hanataro stammered in shock, Yoruichi pulled down his pants. She'd seen the large bulge in his pants and had an idea about the boy's size. When his cock was finally freed, she wasn't disappointed. Hanataro's manhood almost smacked her in the face. Despite the boy's frail, small appearance, it looks like fate had been kind by compensating for his huge genitals. "My, oh my, what do we have here?" Yoruichi purred, slowly wrapping her hand around Hanataro's manhood.

"I-I'm sorry!" the timid boy said, wondering if he was in trouble. It hadn't been a good couple of days so far.

"Don't be. You've a gift here." She felt arousal begin to fire up inside her. "Why don't I give this big boy some tender love and care."

A shudder ran down Hanataro's spine as the dark-skinned woman started to jerk him off. Her hand was as soft as silk, her slender fingers wrapped tightly around his shaft. "Ah!" he gasped as such a magnificent touch. His legs shook as Yoruichi continued give him a hand job. The boy was unused to such treatment, always too shy to go near girls.

"My, look at your cock," she purred, licking her lips. "You're already throbbing in my hands. When was the last time you had a little stress relief?" she teased, seeing the head of Hanataro's cock drip pre-cum already.

"It's…it's been a while," Hanataro admitted.

"I see." Yoruichi's smile widened and she licked the underside of Hanataro's shaft, making the goy gasp from the hot, wet tongue. "Sit down for me." She licked the tip, tasting his pre-cum. "I'll help you unwind."

Hanataro sat down on the beanbag chair. Yoruichi knelt down between his legs and cupped her breasts. "You like?" she teased, fingering her hard nipples. "I saw you staring at them earlier while we were eating."

"S-Sorry…" the boy stammered, wondering if this was all a dream. "You're just…so beautiful."

"Heheh. Well, it always pleases a lady to know she can turn a man on. Here, your reward." With a lustful smile, she slid Hanataro's cock between her breasts, her dark globes wrapping around his manhood. Her smile widened as Hanataro moaned her name when she squeezed her tits together, trapping his cock in a fleshy vice. "Your cock is so hot," she purred. "My breasts feel like they're going to melt."

"Ahhh…" Hanataro moaned, sitting back in the chair as Yoruichi got him off with her breasts, the feeling indescribably. "Yoruichi…this feels…so good!"

"Really?" Yoruichi teased, dragging her globes up and down Hanataro's cock. She saw the tip swell up and gave it a nice lick, earning more moans. "You look like you're about to burst. Why don't you cum for me?" she said with a lustful smirk. The look of Hanataro's face as he was nearing climax made her even hornier.

"Ah! Ahhh! Ahhhhhhh!" Hanataro cried out as the pressure in his balls reached critical mass. The medic threw his head back as he exploded all over Yoruichi's breasts, staining her dark skin with his white cum. "I'm cumming!"

"Ahhh…" Yoruichi hummed as Hanataro's cock shot hot cum all over her chest. She enjoyed the look of debauchery on the boy's face, licking her lips. "So, how was it? My breasts, I mean."

Panting, Hanataro looked down and stared into her golden eyes filled with lust. The hot stare she was giving him made his cock throb in her cleavage, still harder than ever. Yoruichi grabbed her stained shirt and wiped the cum off of it, continuing to smile at Hanataro. "Um…Yoruichi?" Hanataro asked.

Sitting up straight, Yoruichi laid down on top of Hanataro on the beanbag chair, making the boy gap in aroused shock when her breasts rubbed into his small chest. "Yes?" she replied back, tracing his lips with a finger.

Hanataro found his nerve, wrapping her arms around her while his cock rubbed against her stomach. 'Can I…kiss you?"

"With pleasure."

Yoruichi softly pressed her lips against the boys. Hanataro closed his eyes and hugged her tightly, moaning into Yoruichi's lips when she slipped her tongue into his mouth. The werecat hummed as the healer's cock continued to rub against her smooth, flat belly. "Mmmmh…"

Taking hold of Hanataro's small hands, Yoruichi guided them down her elegant body until they reached her ass, still barely covered by her panties. Removing her lips from the healer's, Yoruichi sat up and fingered the hem, smiling seductively at the boy. "Take them off."

Gulping, Hanataro sat up and pulled down Yoruichi's panties, his eyes staring at her dripping honeypot. Yoruichi brought one of his hands towards it and his fingers gently touched her pink folds. 'It's so wet and hot…' the boy mused as his fingers started to rub her.

"Mmmhh…" Yoruichi hummed at the feel of Hanataro's fingers touching her sensitive privates. She took Hanataro's sticky hand and licked her juices off of it, tasting herself. She turned back to Hanataro and looked down at his hard manhood. "You're still so hard. Tell me," she purred into his ear as she cupped his manhood. "Want to have more fun?" Hanataro nodded, a fire awakening inside him. Yoruichi kissed him again and turned around, getting down on her hands and knees. The boy stared in lustful awe when the woman reached down and spread her lips with her fingers, enticing him with her pink hole. "Come on. Put it in," she said.

His breathing becoming ragged, Hanataro got behind the Flash Goddess, his fingers sinking into her juicy ass as he parted her cheeks. A shiver ran down his spine as the tip of his cock pressed against her warm hole. He looked at the window and even though the blinds were closed he could still hear the party going on. "Are…are you sure?" he asked timidly.

"Don't worry. Kisuke's soundproofed the room. And everyone's too busy to notice that we're gone." She turned her head and grinned at the boy. "We've all the time in the world."

Nodding, Hanataro turned his attention back to her enticing hole. He pushed the tip into her and was surprised by how little resistance there was, her pussy sucking him in. Yoruichi let out a low moan as Hanataro slid more into her pussy, inching his way into the insides of her womanhood. "That feels good…" she breathed when Hanataro slid the last inch inside her.

Hanataro almost choked from the feeling he was feeling. Yoruichi's pussy clung to his cock, her wet walls wrapping around him in a wet vice. His fingers squeezed Yoruichi's ass as he tried to steady himself. He didn't want to embarrass himself by blowing his load too early. "Y-Yoruichi!" he moaned.

"Go ahead and move," Yoruichi instructed. She knew that the healer's shy, timid nature would need some coaxing if she was to find the man inside. "Go slow. I want to feel it."

Sliding his cock out of Yoruichi's cunt, Hanataro moaned louder as her pussy tried to suck him back in. His movements were slow, getting used to the feel of a woman wrapped around his cock. Despite the A/C, sweat began to bead down Hanataro's back as his body heated up.

"Ohhhh…" Yoruichi moaned, bucking into Hanataro's slow thrusts. Her ass jiggled as it smacked the boy's hips. She reached up and undid her ponytail, letting her long purple hair sprawl down her shoulders.

Hanataro's hips smacked Yoruichi's ass harder when he reached for her waist, thrusting into her faster. Wanting to tease the boy further, Yoruichi used her experience to her advantage and squeezed her muscles down on Hanataro's cock. The effect was instantaneous; Hanataro, gasping in sheer ecstasy, leaned down and wrapped his thin arms around her and pressed himself against her back. "Yoruichi!" he moaned, fucking her like a horny dog.

"Ohhhhh! That'a boy!" the woman slurred. Her pussy tightened around Hanataro as he hit her most sensitive spots. "So good! You're fucking me like a rabbit!" she smiled. Hanataro reached down and grabbed her swaying tits, squeezing them in his small hands. 'He's quite good! To think he was a virgin an hour ago. OH!' her eyes widened when Hanataro started hitting her G-spot harder. 'Fuuuuuck! My head's going numb! He's learning my sweet spots pretty fast!' Her panting grew as Hantaro's cock reshaped her insides, his small body clinging to hers. 'He'll make a good fuck-buddy if I train him.'

Yoruichi's fingers clawed at the floor and her face twisted with lust. "Fuck!" she panted. It'd been a while since she'd made the beast with two backs and Hanataro was fucking her so good. 'He's fucking me so hard! I'm gonna cum!'

But Hanataro's moans snapped her out of it. "Yoruichi!" he cried out, his arms wrapping around her belly. "I'm gonna blow!" His eyes squeezed shut as the pressure in his balls reached its peak again.

The two fornicating Soul Reapers both cried out in unison as Hanataro blew his load inside of her, spraying her pussy with white cum. Yoruichi felt her mind melt as Hanataro dumped his load into her womb. "Ohhhhh…" she slurred, pleasure washing over her from the feeling of having a man climax and creampie her. As the two panted for breath, Yoruichi wiped her sweaty brow. 'Whew! I almost lost it before he did. Still though,' her smile returned when Hanataro sat up and she felt his cock move inside her, the boy still hard. 'I still haven't had my fill yet.'

Hanataro looked down at Yoruichi's cunt when he pulled out and gulped when he saw white liquid dripping out of her. "Um…Yoruichi, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have cum inside you," he apologize. He may not know much about sex but even he knew how babies were made.

Sitting up, Yoruichi kissed the boy's forehead. "You're adorable when you care. Don't worry," she said with a comforting smile. "I'm on the pill so there's no babymaking today. Now then…" her hand reached down and grasped Hanataro's stiff cock, slickened with her juices. "You just can't seem to calm down. Who knew Unohana's little Third-Seat was such a stud." She pressed her lips agasint his and moaned as they kissed, his hands reaching out to cup her bouncy breasts.

Soon, the two directed themselves back to the beanbag chair. Hanataro sat down and laid back while Yoruichi walked over to him, shaking her hips with each step seductively. She turned around to show off her wonderful booty again and slid down Hanataro's chest, heat developing from the erotic friction their sweaty bodies were developing. Yoruichi moaned as she lowered herself down onto Hanataro's cock. "Ohhhh!" Hanataro gasped when the werecat started to move, her pussy moving around his cock, stirring up the hot cum inside her. "Yoruichi! You…feel amazing!" he gasped, his hands going to her hips.

"Oh yes!" Yoruichi's ass jiggled as she rode the boy like a cowgirl. She put her hands on the boy's knees to steady herself while she slid up and down his shaft. She grabbed Hanataro's hands and guided them to her breasts, letting him cup her soft globes again. "Your cock feels so good inside me!"

Yoruichi turned her head and Hanataro met her with a kiss. The Third-Seat began to feel his mind melt as his tongue melded with hers. He'd never felt so good before. Until now he'd no idea that a woman could feel so sublime. He didn't care if Soi-Fon eviscerated him if she found out about this. It'd have been worth it in the end.

Soon the beanbag chair began to become soaked as Yoruichi's womanly juices dripped onto it. White spunk began to leak out of her from Hanataro's cock mashing the cum he'd shot into her earlier, the feeling oddly satisfying to the boy. The werecat arched her back when Hanataro, finding his kinky side, pinched her sensitive nipples. Her face began to show a fucked-stupid smile as the pleasure in her loins overwhelmed her. Her moans became even louder when she felt the tip touch her cervix, her toes curling in response. "Fuck! Yes! Oh!" she moaned with each slide down Hanataro. She leaned back into his small chest and panted like a bitch in heat, feeling the cauldron of pleasure inside her boil over. 'Fuck! So fucking good!' she lewdly thought. 'My pussy's melting! I'm gonna cum!'

Hanataro panted as he squeezed Yoruichi's breasts, unable to get enough of the woman's tempting body. He pulled her against him and began to meet her bouncing with his own small thrusts, eanring louder cries from the werecat. It was fortunate that Yoruichi had the foresight to soundproof her room. Otherwise everyone outside would've been privy to their hot sex.

The pleasure started to feel so good to Yoruichi that tears began to fall down her face. Very few men could make her feel this good and Hanataro was still a newbie to sex. "Don't stop!" she cried out, squeezing her eyes shut as she threw her head back. "Fuck! I'm gonna cum!"

"Me too!" Hanataro grunted, holding the larger woman tightly agasint him. His balls tightened for a third and final time and he knew this was the end. "I'm gonna cum too!"

Unlike before, it was Yoruichi who came first. The woman smiled lewdly as she came, her moan echoing throughout the room. "OHHHHHH! I'M CUMMING!" she shouted. Her pussy gushed around the cock plugging her insides, staining the beanbag chair. She turned her head and kissed him one last time, swallowing his moan when he came inside her again. Heat burned inside her womb, feeling her lower half melt as the boy emptied his balls inside her. "Mmmmmh!"

The two lay on the beanbag chair, their sweaty bodies pressed against one another. As silence filled the room, the sound of the party came back and they both realized that too much time had passed. "I suppose we should be getting back?" Hanataro asked, feeling a little awkward.

"Yes. The last thing we need is for Soi-Fon to barge in and see this. Or Kisuke, heaven forbid." The woman got off of Hanataro and walked over to a drawer to grab a towel to clean herself up. She handed another to the boy and after they'd cleaned themselves up they got dressed. Before heading back, Yoruichi kissed his cheek. "You're quite something. I'll be sure to invite you over the next time we have a party."

Hanataro blushed, not knowing how to respond. "Thanks, Yoruichi."

The two returned to the party and sat back down. Orihime, who'd completely forgotten the two had left, smiled at them. "Hey guys. What took so long?"

Yoruichi waved her hand dismissively. "Oh, it just took a while to find something that fit Hanataro. He's a bit on the small side after all."

Hanataro quickly looked over at Soi-Fon and was relieved to see that she was still trying to kill Kisuke, oblivious to what went on inside. 'Whew. Looks like all's well that ends well…'

Later that day…
Soul Society

Back where he belonged, Hanataro headed for his room, in need of a desperate shower. As he neared his room he saw his captain coming towards him. "Oh, hello Captain Unohana."

"Hanataro," she addressed. "Did you enjoy the party?"

"I did," Hanataro beamed. "I had a lot of fun."

"Well good." Suddenly Unohana's lips formed a knowing smile. "Considering you smell of sweat and Lady Yoruichi's perfume, I imagine you had a very pleasant experience. Perhaps you can tell me all about it tonight…"

Hanataro gulped at the look the woman was giving him.

'How do I end up in these situations?'

The End