In the northern 50th district
The blade stabbed into the child. Her spiritual pressure flowing into the blade and into her assailant. "You had a decent amount, kid. I few more like you and I can take my revenge." The large man withdrew the blade and flicked away the blood. He was a large blonde man with a deep scar diagonally across his chest.
Zaraki waited until she showed no more signs of pain before asking her out again. They had stayed close, kissing every now and then, but he had kept such contact brief. He really wanted to have sex with her again, but didn't want to worry about hurting her more. It was another week before he was certain that she was back to normal. She had resumed training with Ikkaku in the afternoons.
It was as they were finishing a training session that he walked up to talk to his lover. "You're getting better."
Huffing from the recent exertion, Suzume sat down and looked up at her captain. "I think that I'll learn my second release soon. Tamashī no karitori has been showing me, but I think it's one of those things where I'm going to need to try it against an opponent. I think it takes spiritual pressure, but not permanently. It's hard to explain." She rubbed her forehead.
"When you think you have it, you can try it on me." He replied, "In the meantime, wanna go out tonight?"
Suzume had wondered what had been keeping the man so distant. Even his kisses has seemed restrained. She had worried that he had become disinterested, which was why she had redoubled her training efforts knowing he only respected strong people. "Of course. What took you so long?"
He sat down next to her and leaned in close to her ear. The things he breathed into her ear turned her face red and made her lower region ache with longing. "Now, how about you go get cleaned up so that I can make you sweat all over again." He breathed into her ear. When she left, he chuckled to himself and went off to bathe as well.
When he arrived at her quarters, the smells of good cooking reached his nose. As had become his custom, he no longer knocked at her door, but instead, just entered. She had her back to him as she was stirring some meat and vegetables in a wok. He came up behind her and hugged her from behind, arms loosely around her waist. She paused briefly and leaned back into him and placed her hands over his, pulling his arms in tighter. "The food will be ready in a few minutes, but you're going to have to let me move around or it's going to get burned." He gave her another quick squeeze, released her and sat down at the low table. She was soon plating the food and brought it over to the table. They ate quickly, looking forward to the dessert Kenpachi had already put on the menu for the evening. It wasn't long before he set down his chopsticks, tucked Suzume under an arm and walked into her bedroom with her.
Suzume giggled at how impatient he was being, but enjoyed it all the same. He pulled a small squeeze bottle from his pocket and set it on her nightstand. He then turned to her and said, "Why aren't you undressed yet?" and quickly removed her clothing. He kissed her roughly, running his hands over her tight body, rolling a nipple in one hand, gripping her ass firmly with the other. He finally breathed into her ear, "Why haven't you undressed me yet."
With much of the same fierceness, she pulled his clothing off, kissing his chest, gripping his erection and giving it a few pumps which caused him to gasp a little at her intensity. He practically tossed her onto the bed and he positioned himself so that he could continue to kiss her and get her ready for the kind of sex they were both hoping to have. He went to rub her clit a little and found her to be extremely ready for him. He inserted a pair of fingers into her opening and watched her body shudder in pleasure. His penis ached in anticipation. She was almost as tight as last time. He opened the squeeze bottle, squirted some of it's contents in his hand and stroked himself thoroughly so that he was sure there was enough that he wouldn't tear her.
He pressed himself against her opening and she shoved down, pushing him into her. They both gasped as he slid into her. Her inner muscles squeezed against him as he gave her a few long slow thrusts and then started to plunge into her with force, causing gasps and moans of pleasure to escape from Suzume as she bucked her hips in rhythm with him. He watched her for a little bit as her breasts bounced with his thrusts. It wasn't long before her body started shuddering with an orgasm.
Kenpachi slowed down to give her a little time to recover and enjoying the feel of the occasional spasms that she would have after the orgasm. She looked up to him, hands up on his collar bones. "Let me on top." He came in close for a kiss and rolled her over on top of him.
She sat upright on him, with her hands on his chest, his hands on her hips. She began slowly, getting her rhythm, squeezing with her inner muscles as she moved along his shaft and relaxing them as she moved back down. Kenpachi closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of her. He reached up and squeezed one of her breasts and then leaned up to suck on it causing her movements to shudder. He loved that feeling and played with the other breast. Her movements became more frantic as she orgasmed again. As she did, she reached behind her and started to rub and lightly squeeze his balls. The unexpected movement along with the fluttering he was feeling from her inner muscles caused him to cum.
It was about an hour later when they were both finally satisfied, Suzume laying against Kenpachi's chest. It wasn't often a woman could keep up with him in bed. He was glad she had, but he could tell she wouldn't be able to every time. It was enough for him though. She was so tired she was starting to doze on his chest. He kissed her temple and positioned her so that he could get up and clean himself off. The movement woke her up and she listened as the water was turned on. She got out of the bed and staggered to the bathroom, walking a little funny. Kenpachi chuckled as he saw her walk towards him and he tossed her a damp cloth to clean with.
Dressed again, Suzume grabbed the food on the table and used the wok to gently reheat it. When it was to temperature, she replated it and they finished the meal.
"I'm glad I was able to be a little rougher with you."
"Well, I'm not made out of glass, you know. And I liked it both ways. The gentle and the rough. I needed the rough tonight though. I think if you had tried to go gentle with me again we would still be in there trying to get this nice satisfied feeling I've got going on."
His lips lifted in a small satisfied smile. It was good hearing that your woman was satisfied every now and then.
All too soon, the evening was over and Kenpachi left to get back home. His mother hen of an adopted daughter was surprisingly asleep when he got home for which he was grateful. Turns out Ikkaku had utilized a well-timed sugar crash. He quickly undressed, and fell into bed, quite happy about how the night turned out.
The days fell into a bit of a rhythm. Realizing that she had never been over to his quarters, he starting inviting her over when he had Yachiru staying with someone else for the evening. She loved going over to his rooms. She always felt her rooms were too small for the large man.
It was about a week later when Suzume told her lover about finally getting the second release down on shikai.
Kenpachi was a little distracted. There were odd reports coming in from the Zaraki district about a man killing anyone with any kind of spiritual pressure. Killing in the Zaraki district wasn't unusual, but that the assailant was only going after people, even children one report read, with spiritual pressure was odd. "Hmmm?" He responded.
"You told me to let you know when I think I've gotten my second release on my shikai because I would need to practice on someone."
"I'm sorry, love. This report has me distracted. I don't hold love for the district I came from, but these reports are disturbing. Someone is only going after people with spiritual pressure. He's even going after children. There are similar reports from the 78th and 79th north districts. It's likely the same person and this is only what's been reported. The outer districts don't report anything. That there are twelve reports total are unusual. This means that there could be hundreds of unfiled reports. That they would even let us know about this means that they are becoming desperate." He rubbed the back of his neck were the muscles were starting to tighten. "I'll have to send someone out there soon to take care of this." He looked again at the reports spread out on the desk, "Maybe a team."
He looked back up at his girlfriend and saw the concern in her face and he sighed. "How about tomorrow? I need to write up some orders and talk to some of the guys. I want to enjoy our fight and today, I won't enjoy it."
Suzume smiled and nodded at him, "I understand. Here, let me work out those knots in your neck." She walked around behind him and started massaging his neck and shoulders, feeling them loosen under her hands.
"Oh, that feels good. Where did you learn that?" He said between grunts and soft moans of pleasure as the tension drained away.
"Before I was allowed to work in the shop, sometimes my dad or brothers would come home with their necks like this from holding themselves in one place for too long working. I found that if I rubbed their necks this way, it helped them to relax enough that they could work the next day."
"I wish I could have you do this every day. Oh, yeah, right there." He groaned as she found and kneaded an especially difficult knot.
"You shouldn't need this too often, but when I see you getting this bad, I have no problem rubbing out the stress."
When she finished a while later, Kenpachi quickly wrote up the orders to have his 20th seat take out a group of three men to investigate the reports and take care of the problem. He then went to the men in question and gave them their orders and sent them on their way.
The next day found Suzume and Kenpachi facing each other on the training grounds.
"Tamashī no karitori tells me that you should remove your eye patch for this, Kenpachi. He's insistent."
Kenpachi hesitated, but decided to humor the girl. He removed the eye patch and his spiritual pressure surged, causing the ground around him to crater. Suzume took a few steps back and then dug her feet in, determined to not run away like her mind was screaming at her to do. He watched her with approval.
"Come out, Tamashī no karitori!" She called out and the zampakuto lengthened to it's scythe form. The spirit was stronger in her mind, giving her the strength to move towards her captain. She saw him smile as she walked towards him.
"I'm glad I don't have to chase you. So what is this second release?" He asked as she drew near enough to not shout.
She pointed the scythe towards him and held it out steady and shouted, "Touch of Death!" As she finished the phrase, a pair of skeletal hands flew from the end and sped towards the captain. He tried to push them with his spiritual pressure, but it caused them to speed up. He tried to swipe them away, but his blade passed through them. Soon they passed through him and he gasped as his spiritual pressure was greatly reduced. He looked to his subordinate and growled. She was looking at the spiritual pressure coming off the man, "About thirty percent is what it took from you. Tamashī no karitori tells me that it will come back to you in about 15 minutes. Eventually, he thinks that it would stay away for a full day, but because I've just learned it, the staying power is not so great."
"You could take away all of my spiritual pressure in four hits?"
"I don't think that's how it works. Let me try again." She did the same thing and studied the results as Kenpachi staggered with the sudden reduction, putting his hand to his chest where the hands had gone into him. "It's the same. Thirty percent of the amount of available spiritual pressure. With multiple hits, the amount taken each hit reduces as the amount of available spiritual pressure decreases."
"I don't like how this feels, Suzume. How do other people handle this low level of spiritual pressure?" He asked incredulously.
Suzume looked down, a little hurt by his words even though she knew they weren't directed at her. "You still have quite a bit more than me right now. I think another hit, maybe two would bring you down to what I have. I get by because I've never known what it's like to have the kind of spiritual pressure you're walking around with."
Her head was still lowered when he looked over to her. "I didn't mean it like that." He sighed, "That's not true. I did mean it like that, but it was out of frustration." He rubbed her cheek and pulled her face up so that she would look at him, "I don't look down on you for having less spiritual pressure then me. If it was like that, I would look down on everyone except maybe the old man. It's just frustrating not being able to wrap it around myself like an armor like I usually do. I guess it's just because it's always been there and if feels weird now that it's not."
They sat together, waiting for his spiritual pressure to return. When it returned, Kenpachi gasped a little, surprised by the sudden rush. A few moments later the rest of his spiritual pressure returned and he quickly replaced his eye patch as he could feel the girl next to him begin to tremble a little.
"Sorry. Don't really have complete control over my body when your spiritual pressure is full out like that."
"There's nothing to apologize for, you know." He replied as he gave her back a quick rub of affection.