A.N.: This is a request by TheAllSeeingWolf-195.
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Warning: Lemon!

Chapter Five

The Next Day…
Karakura Grand Hotel; Ichigo's Room

Ichigo sat up in bed and yawned, feeling tired despite the long slumber. He figured it was only natural, having had a crazy day yesterday. Getting up, he sniffed himself and his nose wrinkled. He could still smell the sweet perfume of Isane on his person, along with the subtle scent of both Yourichi and Soi-Fon. Apparently it took more than a good shower to rid himself of a woman's scent.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Ichigo groaned. He knew that he shouldn't have had sex with any of the three. If Aibara knew he'd had sex with two of his massage clients and had sex in the women's showers, he'd be out the door in a heartbeat, no matter how much it felt good during the moment of the act.

'And what's worse…' he thought horridly, 'is what happens if the other girls find out.' He knew that Rukia would never let him live this down. Rangiku especially would never leave Ichigo alone until he gave her the same treatment he gave to Soi-Fon and Yoruichi. And if Rangiku knew, she'd blab to Orihime, who'd tell everyone else. He didn't want to think about what Tatsuki and the others at home would think of him. They'd think he was becoming a playboy or something.

Then Ichigo had a horrifying thought. 'What if Unohana finds out?' He knew that the healer was very protective of her lieutenant, treating her almost like a daughter. Ichigo didn't know what her reaction would be if she found out Ichigo had sex with her but he really didn't want to find out.

Closing his eyes, Ichigo took deep breaths. 'Calm down, Ichigo. Maybe you're just overreacting. Isane said she'd keep it a secret after all. Just do your job today and head back here to hide-I mean, to rest.'

RING!

Hearing his phone go off, Ichig picked it up and saw it was Aibara's number. "Hey, boss," he answered.

"Hey, Ichigo. Just wanted to let you know you'll be working room service today. I'll be handling the massages for a while so you can take a breather."

Ichigo made sure that Aibara couldn't hear a sigh of relief. At least he wouldn't have a repeat of yesterday. "Okay. Can do."

"Great! You'll just be delivering lunches and dinners today. If the customer needs anything, remember, you're here to assist them." With that, she hung up.

Putting his phone away, Ichigo got out of bed and got dressed, though not before he took another shower. As much as he liked Isane's lingering scent, he figured it wasn't professional.

Later that day…

Ichigo walked into the kitchen, feeling the heat of the stoves and ovens all around him. He'd been running around all day, pushing carts up and down the halls of the huge hotel. As the day dragged on Ichigo found himself somewhat bored from the job.

Thankfully things had been uneventful for Ichigo so far. He'd run into Rukia and Kukaku as they were heading for the spa. If they knew of what happened to Ichigo yesterday, they didn't show it, wishing Ichigo good luck at his job and inviting them to join the gang for dinner again.

Back in the present, Ichigo looked around to see if there were any more orders. The head chef came up from behind him and patted him on the shoulder. "You've got one last order, then you can call it a day," he informed him. He pointed to a cart with a large tray of food concealed by a lid and handed Ichigo a small card. "Room 408. Better get it to them while it's hot."

Thanking the chef, Ichigo grabbed the cart's handle and wheeled it away. Looking down at the card to confirm the room number, Ichigo headed for the elevator. Getting inside, he hit the button to head up to the hotel's fourth floor. Finding room 408, Ichigo knocked on the door and waited. "Room service!" he announced.

"Just a sec!" said a voice inside. Finally the door opened up and Ichigo's eyes widened when he saw who the order was for.

Clearly having just gotten out of the shower, Retsu Unohana smiled at Ichigo while dressed in a fluffy white bathrobe. "Well hello, Ichigo. Thanks for bringing me dinner. Come in, come in," she said, ushering the boy with the cart inside.

Ichigo saw that Captain Unohana's room was very extravagant, much larger than the room they'd given him. Parking the cart next to the small table, Ichigo noticed two sets of clothes set out. "Are you sharing the room with Isane?" he asked.

"Yes," Unohana said as she sat down at the table. "She's with the others getting a spa treatment. I declined their offer for today."

"Oh? How come?" Ichigo asked out of curiosity.

"I needed a little me-time," she said with a smile. "Now then, dinner?" she asked.

"Of course." He undid the lid and put the large tray of food on the table. As he did though, he couldn't help but notice that this was a lot of food for one moment to eat. He saw the curvaceous figure behind the white robe and wondered if she ate this much all the time and if so, where does it all go?

Unohana saw the questions in Ichigo's eyes and gave a chuckled. "Oh no, Ichigo. This isn't all for me. I ordered dinner for two."

"Oh," Ichigo mentally kicked himself for his previous assumption. "I hope Isane gets back before it gets cold."

"Isane won't be back for quite a while. Actually this is for you," Unohana smiled before gesturing to the empty chair. "Please, Ichigo, help yourself."

Ichigo was a little wary of eating on the job. "Oh no, I couldn't-"

"Come now, Ichigo. You've been working all day. You must be hungry. Please, I insist," she said. "You won't get in any trouble. Besides, aren't you supposed to obey a guest's request?" she pointed out with a smile.

Figuring she had a point, Ichigo sat down at the table and the two began to eat. While Ichigo missed his sister's home cooking, the hotel's food was top notch and the meal that Unohana had ordered was fine. "So what have you been doing all day, Captain Unohana?" he asked while he was eating.

Wiping her mouth with a napkin, Unohana looked up at Ichigo while putting down her fork. "Oh, mainly enjoying some movies. I always enjoy the World of the Living's cinema. That and listening to Isane about having sex with you in the showers."

"Uh huh…" Ichigo said for a moment before he realized what he just said. Spititng out his food, he looked up at Unohana with wide eyes. "WHAT?"

Unohana's smile told him she knew everything. "Yes, Isane tried to lie about it but she's never been good at hiding deception from me…

Last night…

Unohana was on the bed, getting ready to go to sleep when her lieutenant entered the hotel room. "Isane, where have you been?" Unohana demanded. "You said you'd only be a minute in the showers. That was almost an hour ago." Unohana could forgive much but a lack of punctuality was not one of them.

Opening her drawer to grab her pajamas, Isane made sure to not look her captain in the eye as she grabbed her clothes. "Oh, I'm sorry, Captain Unohana. I got…hung up."

The captain narrowed her eyes at Isane's demeanor. "Isane, what happened?"

Isane turned around and gave her captain a nervous smile. "Nothing. Nothing…at…all…" The words died in her mouth when she saw Unohana suddenly in front of her.

The healer saw the look on Isane's face and gave her a chilling smile. "Isane. What…happened?" she asked in a friendly yet terrifying voice.

The sliver-haired lieutenant gulped…

Back to the present…

"It really wasn't hard to figure out," Unohana explained, resting her head on her hands as she smiled at Ichigo, who looked like he was feeling pretty small right about now. "Isane was practically radiant from the afterglow and I could still smell the scent of a man on her. Your scent," she clarified.

Ichigo, like Isane, gulped at Unohana's scrutiny. Unohana was far sharper than he ever gave her credit and now he'd been caught red-handed. He hoped that Unohana's punishment would at least be swift and painless. "Captain Unohana! I swear I can explain!"

Unohana simply continued to smile knowingly at Ichigo, her thoughts a mystery behind her azure eyes. "Oh, rest assured, Ichigo. I'm not mad. Isane's a grown woman after all and she can have intercourse with whomever she pleases. If anything, I'm rather glad." Her smiled widened while staring at the sweating Ichigo. "I was worried that Isane was too shy to ever get with everyone. Still, having sex while on the job? That's very shameful, Ichigo," she teased.

"I'm sorry," Ichigo said, feeling embarrassed by Unohana's scrutiny. "Things just…happened."

Sitting back in her chair, Unohana tapped her chin. "It is alright. You're a young man and I know what happens when teens let their hormones do the talking. Like I said, I'm not mad. In fact, I wanted to thank you for helping Isane relax a little."

"Really?" Ichigo breathed a sigh of relief. Part of him was worried that Unohana would rip him a new one if she'd learned he'd fucked her lieutenant.

"Of course. Your normal job here is a masseur, correct?" When Ichigo nodded, Unohana stood up out of her chair and walked over to a bag on top of the dresser. Opening it up, she pulled out a large jar of oil. "I figured I'd repay you by letting you be on the receiving end of a massage for a change."

Ichigo blushed at the offer. "Captain Unohana, you don't need to-"

"I insist, Ichigo," Unohana chuckled. "Why don't you remove your clothes and lie down on the bed for me?"

As much as Ichigo wanted to politely decline the offer, history had told him what a very bad idea that was. He decided that if Unohana wanted to repay him for helping Isane unwind, then why not? Besides, he'd given enough massages since he started working here. He could use one of his own.

He tugged off his work shirt and pulled down his white pants, dressed only in black boxers. The fact that he was practically naked in front of Unohana didn't bother him. He knew she was a healer and she'd probably seen plenty of naked people before. He turned back to the captain and felt a shiver run down his spine by the look in her blue eyes. He felt like a piece of meat being sized up by a predator.

But that feral look in Unohana's eyes vanished as soon as Ichigo saw it. Returning to her calm, happy self, Unohana sat down on the bed and patted the spot next to her. "Come now, Ichigo. It's not good manners to keep a lady waiting." As Ichigo lay down on his front beside her, she gave a small smirk and reached for the tie to her robe…

It felt weird for Ichigo to be on the receiving end of a massage after working here for a while. Yet it felt immensely relaxing as Unohana's soft hands touched his back, spreading a sweet-smelling oil onto his tanned skin. "Ahhhh…" he sighed as Unohana worked her magic.

"Goodness, Ichigo! All this tension in your upper back and shoulders! You should really learn to loosen up," Unohana said.

"Well…it's kinda hard to loosen up, what with everything that's happened," Ichigo said, pulling a pillow close to him to lay his head down on it. He sighed again as Unohana's hands worked their way down his back, his skin tingly from the oil. "You know, maybe you should take over for me tomorrow. You're really good at this," he teased.

"Well, it'd be a nice change of pace, that's for sure," Unohana said. She took her hands off his back for a moment. Ichigo waited and waited and wondered what she was doing. He was about ready to turn over and see what the problem was when her hands started to massage his legs. "I must admit, Ichigo, you're fitter than I imagined. Your training has really paid off," she complimented, feeling the strong muscles in Ichigo's legs and thighs.

"Thank you," Ichigo said in gratitude. But his pleasure was interrupted when he felt the woman's hands reach for his boxers. "Captain?"

"May I, Ichigo?" Unohana asked innocently. "It's just that they're getting in the way."

Though blushing madly, Ichigo dind't want this to end just yet so he complied. He lifted his hips and let Unohana slide the black boxers down his legs, Unohana tossing them to floor before continuing to massage his legs while admiring Ichigo's ass.

Ichigo thought that Unohana would simply finish massaging his legs then let him get dressed. He closed his eyes and hummed at the woman's soft hands as they massaged him, feeling peaceful. But Ichigo's pleasure was interrupted when he felt something touch his back.

Or to be more precise…two somethings.

"C-Captain Unohana!" Ichigo gasped when he felt the woman's full weight on top of him. He turned his head to see that Unohana had removed her white robe, her beautiful naked body covered in oil as she lay atop of him. "What are you-"

Chuckling, Unohana gave Ichigo a quick kiss on the cheek, her hands slipping beneath Ichigo towards his manhood. "Well Ichigo, I said I'd massage you, remember? I thought that I'd repay you for helping Isane unwind with a little Nuru massage. And besides…" Unohana leaned close and licked his earlobe, sending shivers down the boy's spine. "After hearing Isane tell me all about how you fucked her, I wanted to see if you measure up to her boasts," she whispered seductively, her hands grasping Ichigo's hardening cock beneath him.

"Ahhh…" Ichigo moaned as Unohana rubbed her body into his, her oily body sensually grinding into him. He hissed as her nipples dug into his back, making heat burn inside of him. To make matters better, Unohana's oily hand grasped his cock, making him gasp as she squeezed his hard shaft. "Captain…"

"Please, Ichigo. Call me Retsu," she whispered, getting turned on as she continued rubbing her oily body into Ichigo's. She sat up and planted her feet on the bed, lifting her hips. "Mmmmhh…" she moaned as she rubbed her ass up and down Ichigo's back. She felt her loins heat up as her buns rubbed into him. Getting more and more aroused, Unohana leaned down and whispered into his ear again. "Turn over for me."

Ichigo rolled over onto his back and looked up at the oily nude captain. His breath was taken away as he stared up at the woman, her breasts larger than he expected and glistening from the oil. He had to admit, she had a body that could stop a clock. His cock pressed against her pink folds, making the two of them groan from the intimate touch.

Grabbing Ichigo's hands, Unohana brought them up to her breasts. She smiled as Ichigo's hands cupped her tits, her breasts firmer than he imagined. Grabbing some more oil, she poured it all over Ichigo's chest before she raised her hips, rubbing herself against Ichigo's toned chest. She leaned down and cupped Ichigo's face with her slender hands, taking his lips in a passionate kiss. Ichigo's tongue entwined with Unohana's while his hands cupped her firm ass. Unohana's braid tickled his chest as they kissed, Unohana unleashing her inner lust.

"Mmmmh!" Ichigo moaned as Unohana sucked on his tongue, turned on by this sexy side of Unohana. She slide down Ichigo's oily body and wedged Ichigo's cock between her cheeks, slickening it with oil from her wet cheeks. The woman pulled away from Ichigo's lips, a string of saliva connecting them as she smiled down at him. "Ooooh, Ichigo. You're more impressive than I thought," she slurred, feeling the boy's girth between her cheeks. "No wonder Isane was so happy."

She sat back up and raised her hips. Grabbing the boy's manhood, she brought it to her dripping pussy. Lowering her lips, her smiled widened when she speared herself down onto Ichigo's clamhammer. The two gasped as Ichigo's cock filled her warm pussy, the boy reaching for her hips as she slid down his cock, taking him as deep as she could go. She stopped for a moment as she let herself get adjusted to Ichigo's size, it having been many a moon since she'd last been intimate. Putting her oily hands on Ichigo's stomach, Unohana lifted her hips and began to slide up and down Ichigo's shaft. "Oh! Ichigo!" she gasped as Ichigo reached deep into her, her mouth hanging open to spew more moans. "You're so big! I love it!" she moaned unabashedly.

The large bed began to shake as Unohana rode Ichigo. The Substitute lay back and watched in lustful awe as the healer bounced on his cock. His hands squeezed her hips as her walls tightened around him. His hands reached around to cup her peachy ass, his fingers digging into her soft cheeks, much to Unohana's delight. Her oily thighs slapped against Ichigo's hips, making a dirty sound echo throughout the room.

Leaning back, Unohana's moans grew louder as Ichigo hit her sweet spot over and over again. She could see why Isane was so pleased after she coaxed the truth out of her; Ichigo was a stud, through and through.

Ichigo's eyes were glued to her bouncing breasts, watching the round melons sway up and down, the ivory-white skin glistening from the oil covering them. Sitting up, Ichigo wrapped his arms around the woman before burying his face in her cleavage. "Mmmhhh!" he moaned while his lips wrapped around her hardened nipple, sucking on her tit roughly.

"Ah! Not my breasts!" Unohana groaned, her back arching and her arms wrapping around his shoulders. "They're too sensitive!" she shamelessly admitted despite knowing what Ichigo would do with such information. Her hips moved with a mind of their own as Ichigo sucked on her breast harder, her pussy tightening around him like mad. Her nails clawed at his back when she felt Ichigo's teeth tenderize her nipple, her breathing becoming ragged. "Ohhh!" Grabbing Ichigo by the back of his head, she turned his face up and smashed her lips into his, losing herself to her womanly desires. "Mmmmmh!" Her tongue wrapped around Ichigo's as she bounced faster, her body moving as if possessed.

The bed shook like it was going through an earthquake. Ichigo clung to the woman bouncing on his cock, the taste of her oily breast making him want her more. He began to thrust up into her snatch to match her bouncing, pleased to hear Unohana moaned even more. He didn't know if the rooms were soundproofed but at the moment he didn't care.

His fingers covered in oil, Ichigo's digits moved closer and closer to Unohana's other hole. A shiver ran down Unohana's spine when she felt Ichigo prod her puckered hole. Her lips spread into a wide grin as she looked down at the boy. "Oooh! Someone's feeling naughty!" She threw her head back when Ichigo's fingers press into her backdoor.

Continuing to suck on her nipple like he was trying to will milk out of her, Ichigo closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of her pussy wrapped around him, squeezing him every time she slammed her hips down. Keeping her arms wrapped around his shoulders, Unohana buried her face in Ichigo's hair, inhaling his scent. "Mmmmmhhh!" she moaned, biting down on her lip.

The tension inside her boiling over, Unohana threw her head back and cried out. "Ohhh! I'm cumming!" she cried out, clinging to the boy as she reached her peak. Her pussy tightened around Ichigo's cock, his lap becoming wet from her juices.

Taking his lips off of her amused tit, Ichigo panted while gripping her waist, bouncing her on his cock even as she climaxed. "I'm gonna blow!" he grunted.

Hopping off his cock, Unohana pushed Ichigo back down onto his back and knelt down between his legs. "Do it in my mouth. I want to taste you!" the woman purred before stuffing Ichigo's cock down her throat.

The wet suction that was Unohana's mouth was absolute bliss to Ichigo. Gripping the sheets, Ichigo's eyes glazed over while his balls tightened. His hands went to Unohana's mouth, thrusting up into her mouth and shoving his cock deeper down her throat. Squeezing his eyes shut, Ichigo arched his back before he finally came. "Cumming!" he groaned, exploding inside Unohana's mouth.

The captain hummed as Ichigo filled her mouth, feeling his cock shoot deep down her throat. She was surprised by how much the boy could let out, feeling like she might drown. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and her cheeks bulged from the thick volume of cum flooding her orifice, small amounts dripping down her chin. Finally, Ichigo let go of her head and she came up to breathe. Sitting up, she swallowed the heavy treat in her mouth and licked her lips, her hand jerking off Ichigo to force him to release every sticky string of cum he still had left in him, coating her hand in white spunk. After she finished off the treat on her lips, she brought her stained hand to her face and licked Ichigo's cum off of it, the sight mesmerizing Ichigo, who lay beneath her panting and sweating.

Once she finished "cleaning", Unohana looked down at Ichigo and smiled. "Well, Ichigo. I believe my massage is finished. I trust you'll be discreet?" she asked with a knowing smile.

"Of course," Ichigo said as he sat up. He looked at the clock and knew he should leave before Isane and who else came in and saw them. "I should go."

As Ichigo got dressed, Unohana slipped her robe back on him and showed him out. She didn't want to embarrass him if Isane showed up, knowing how flustered her lieutenant could be. "Thank you for the meal, Ichigo. I'll have to ask you to bring me my room service again…" she said with a seductive smile, closing the door behind him.

Running a hand through his sweaty hair, Ichigo couldn't believe his luck. 'At least she didn't try to kill me for having sex with Isane,' he thought, walking away.

'Still, who'd have thought she was such a cougar?'

To be continued