Author's note: I thought I would spice up these installments by getting Kenny and Ichi out of the Soul Society for a while. I was recently inspired when I watched an episode where I finally seen Kenpachi's gigai in motion and he was wearing a smexy leather jacket! :3 He looked like such a badass stud… *drools and nosebleeds everywhere* So yeah I really wanted to play around with that idea.
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Brief summary of this chapter: Captain Zaraki is on call in the human world, but decides to make a play date with a certain school boy.
The last bell of the school day rang throughout the campus of Karakura High. A long day of assignments and socializing with fellow peers had finally come to a close. Ichigo stood from his desk and reached out a stretch as he turned his attention so Orihime, Chad, and Uryu. "Well I'll see you guys tomorrow." After they exchanged their goodbyes, he dismissed himself from the classroom and strode down the corridor.
Damn pesky hollows got my muscles all strained. Ichigo cursed the creatures as he massaged at his tight shoulder that's been bothering him since yesterday.
I can't wait to get back home. I'm really not used to managing school life as well as I used to. Ichigo rarely has time to come in to school due to all his business with the Soul Society and fighting off hollows. So when he does finally show up, it really takes a mental toll on him. Especially with knowing he's going to fail this semester because of all his absence, that gave him a further lack of motivation.
Ichigo paused in his pace after exiting out of the building to peer up at the bright blue sky hovering overhead as he cupped his hand over the rays of the sun to shield his eyes.
He slumped his sore shoulders down as he began walking again. I really hope Rukia doesn't chase me down with hollow alerts today. I'm really just not in the mood. I just want to kick back and call it a day.
The wild haired boy was in a tired trance; focused on the pavement below his feet as he past what he unseeingly believed to be a motorcycle due to the crackling rumble drilling into his eardrum.
He scowled at the sidewalk. "Urgh, what an aggravating sound. What idiot would even bring a motorcycle to school?" he said under his breath as he walked a few steps more before he was pulled out of his weary trance by an alluring, yet throaty recognizable voice.
"So you think you can just walk past me just like that without even saying hello?"
Ichigo warped his back around in a brash heartbeat to the familiar tone, which was actually coming from the same direction of that roaring motorcycle engine.
Ichigo's eyes popped out as he scanned his skeptical sight over the glossy metal coating the bikes frame, which matched the duller shine of leather and stuns attiring the unexpected sight of the recognized soul reaper.
"Ken-Kenpachi?! Is that really you?" It was clearly him; the captain wasn't hard to mistake, even in a gigai. There weren't many six-foot-seven and a half men around Karakuru Town with their hair styled in upward spikes with bells attached to the ends - not to mention a patch concealing over their eye, and a scar vertically slashed over the other. Kenpachi sure stuck out like a rainbow across a grey sky.
"What are you doing here... at my school... on a motorcycle?!" Ichigo stomped his foot forward as he bellowed loud enough to make bypassing students give him strange stares.
The shinigami shrugged his strong build on the vibrating bike. "Unfortunately I'm on duty here in the human world, but I have a lot of time to kill so I wanted to see you."
Kenpachi revved the engine, which produced a deafening crack as he exposed a sharp grin while eyeing the stressed boy head to toe. "You look real cute in a school uniform, Ichigo."
The substitute's face bloomed redder than a rose under the man's charming gaze, which looked to be filled with enticement. What a pervert.
Ichigo was starting to establish curiosity at matters other than the captain's presence. How did he even know where he went to school? And moreover, how did this shinigami with no sense of direction even find his way? And most of all, how did he get his hands on a motorcycle?
Ichigo relocated himself closer to the bike, which was generating endless blop blop blop crackles due to it being shifted into idle. He skimmed his eyes over the motorcycle as he cupped his hand over his hip. "So... Where did you get this?"
"Well if you could believe it, someone actually just left it on the side of the road." Astonishment was in the captain's tone – explaining in a way as if he found a thick stack of one-thousand yen laying in a gutter.
"They..." Ichigo absently narrowed his eyes as the captains reply organized in his mind and played back, causing him to belatedly react with a jolt. "Za-Zaraki! The owner didn't leave it they parked it!"
"But it had the keys in it."
"That doesn't mean it's yours! You have to return it right now!"
"Eh" He twisted the handlebar to make the aggressive engine cover Ichigo's nitpicking. "I'll bring it back before I return to the Soul Society. Right now I want to go for a ride. Hop on." He patted the space left on the seat behind him.
"I am not 'hoping on' a stolen motorcycle!"
Kenpachi curled his lip at him. "You're such a stick in the mud. And to think I believed you'd be eager to see me."
Ichigo's bit his lip to hide his emotions appearing from his internal thoughts. Actually, he was ecstatic to see him. It's been a week since he visited the Soul Society. In the time Ichigo spent there on his last trip, Kenpachi and him had quite an interesting time together. It wouldn't be said that the captain and substitute were going steady together exactly in the sense, but they were defiantly involved in a physical fling of some kind.
"Do you even know how to ride a motorcycle?" Prudishly, he folded his arms. "Last I checked the Soul Society didn't have things like this."
"Well I got here, didn't I?"
"Hmm." Ichigo hummed as he inspected the bike, deliberating whether or not he should get on. He really would like to spend some time with him, but riding around like a fugitive on a stolen bike wasn't exactly his idea of a date.
He veered his neck away and heaved a sigh through his agitated lips. "Fine. I'll let you drive me home, but that's as far as I'm going." He grappled the man's broad shoulder for balance as he swung his leg around the vibrating bike and mounted his weight down behind the captain.
"Just whatever you do, don't go fast."
Kenpachi malicious sneered from his impedingly intentions as he revved the bike up; the gasoline fumes dispensing from the muffler was enough to turn the passenger's guts rancid.
"You might want to hold on, Ichigo."
The substitute soul reaper puffed a sharp gasp as his body yanked back upon the momentum of the wheels skidding and ultimately accelerating the bike forward.
Great, as if I wasn't in enough pain, now I have whiplash!
Ichigo promptly wrapped himself around the captain's waist to stop himself from flying backwards off the bike. He practically squeezed Kenpachi out of his gigai.
"Damnit I said don't go fast!"
"What was that? Go faster?" The captain laughed manically between the thunderous motor as he whipped down a corner; almost causing a head-on collision onto an incoming car in the process of the turn.
"Ah! Zaraki! You can't drive like that!" Ichigo fearfully yelled over the engine as he hugged the amble man for dear life in his arms. "I knew you didn't know how to drive."
Ichigo pinned his head on Kenpachi's shoulder to keep his eye cautiously on the road. It was obvious already that he was the only one actually paying attention to it.
"You aren't even going the right way! My house is in the opposite direction!"
"In that case we'll just have to find a shorter way there."
Shorter way? He probably didn't even know any way around here.
"Just make a right down this next street." Ichigo darted his finger to the street coming up, but his body slanted down to the side for they were turning down another road.
"I meant the street coming up!"
"Why didn't you say so then?" Kenpachi lashed his head back, making the boy panic for the captains attention was nowhere near the road.
"I did you idiot now watch the road! It's bad enough you can only see out of one eye as it is!" Other than the irritation of the captains bad driving and lack of direction, Ichigo was also feeling annoyed with the wind lashing his hair into his caramel eyes.
"Whatever it's fine, just keep going straight and turn on-" Ichigo swung his head back. "Wha- You already passed the turn?!"
"What turn? You told me to go straight, didn't you?" Kenpachi asked, baffled. Ichigio couldn't tell if the captain was really his dense with following directions, or if he was just pulling his leg.
He also couldn't help but to feel like Yachiru yapping directions while being clung to the captain's shoulder. "Well maybe if you weren't going so fast I would've had time to tell you where to turn before you passed it right up! ...Just stop driving! Now you drove off so far that I don't even have an idea where the hell we are anymore!"
"You're kidding me, right? Why am I constantly stuck with people that have no sense of direction?" The captain exhaled his irritation as he turned down an ally.
"I-I have no sense of direction? Look who's talking! And where are you even going? I didn't tell you to turn there!"
"I'm just going to go with my instinct."
Ichigo's face coiled with ultimate repulsion. "You-Your instinct? You don't even live around here how can you believe you will find my house with your instinct? You managed to get us so lost that we entered a neighborhood I'm not even familiar with!"
"I did?You're the one that doesn't even know where your own house is."
Ichigo bit the inside of his steaming cheek to stop himself from screaming at stubborn shinigami. As much as he was ticked off at the captain, it was a pleasure to spend time with him after a week apart. Even if that meant spending time lost together, he didn't mind very much.
Ichigo lifted his head up from Kenpachi's shoulder and carefully moved his hand away from the safety of his waist and tugged the choker around Kenpachi's neck down. He analyzed the purple hickeys coating his skin that he left on him last time they got together.
He dug his face in close to the captain's neck and pouted his desperate soft lips against the skin he missed tasting so much. His lips trailed upwards to the man's ear where he spoke in a way that made the captain twitch in anticipation.
"I really missed you..." Ichigo left yet another tender kiss on his neck, then moved back up to his ear. "You're going to stick around after we get to my house, right? I really need you." He spoke in a sexual undertone, then spread out his tongue along the captains ear as he lingered his other tantalized hand away from his waist and tucked his fingers into the front of Kenpachi's tight leather pants.
The handles of the bike started to wobble due to the captain starting to tremor from the eager boys actions. He could already feel Ichigo's stiffened bulge pressed up behind him.
Ichigo flicked his head away aggravatedly. "You just had to get us lost, didn't you?" Abruptly, the boy teasingly pulled his hand out from Kenpachi's pants and wrapped himself back around him in an annoyed manner. Ichigo didn't want to drive around lost anymore, he wanted this man free from clothing in his bed.
Kenpachi huskily spoke; there was some pleading hinted throughout his tone. "Well you can keep playing with me on the way..."
"No, we'll probably get more lost if I do. We'll play once we get to my house. Just pay attention to where you're going."
Kenpachi grunted out his arousal. "You really know how to push my buttons, kid. You're lucky you're so good in bed or I wouldn't put up with ya'."
Ichigo tightly taut his anxious fingers within the man's leather jacket - his face became painted with a hue of pink.
Ichigo was shaken out of his bashfulness as he warped his head around. They were now passing through a location Ichigo was familiar with. "Good. We somehow made it back to an area I recognize. Now this time, pay attention to my directions!"
"Yeah yeah, just tell me where to go."
After some more tedious detours and wrong turns, they remarkably were able to find their way to the street of Ichigo's residents safely.
"Just do me a favor and park this thing away from my house. The last thing I want is to have a stolen motorcycle on my property."
"Argh, fine." Kenpachi turned the handle toward the curb and switched off the ignition.
Upon the bike coming to a full stop, Ichigo gradually encountered the unpleasant feeling of his equilibrium being completely thrown off. A lost joyride on a hurtling bike was the last thing he wanted to do after a long day at school.
They both lifted themselves up and departed with the motorcycle by walking down the road. Ichigo vigilantly flicked his head in all directions – making sure there were no eyes set on them. If Kenpachi wasn't in a gigai he wouldn't have been so paranoid, but the last thing he wanted to do was explain why he was with an older looking man - and not only that, but of one with Kenpachi's appearance.
Soon after they arrived at the front of the substitute's house, Ichigo hastily snatched Kenpachi's hand and ran to the front door.
"Whoa-ho, aren't you impatient!" Kenpachi cracked a grin as he stumbled behind the speedy boy pulling him along like a disobedient dog on a chain.
"Shh! It's not just that – we have to be quick because I'm not sure if anyone is home at the moment and-" He halted in his speech to pan his sight over the captain. "-you'd just be very hard to explain. So just follow me and keep quiet."
Ichigo stealthily dragged the captain down the hall – but his objective of keeping silent was a wasted effort since the captain created a content melody of jingles with even the slightest movement.
"Ugh, do you always have to wear those bells?!" Ichigo hollered in an undertone as he peeked his head around the corridor.
"I already told you why I wear my bells Ichigo, remember? It's so people can detect my movements in battle."
"Uh-yeah, I know, but that's exactly what we're trying to avoid right now." Ichigo inspected the rest of the hall and started moving once more. "Okay it looks like no one is home yet, come on."
Ichigo rapidly took lead in dashing up the stairs, but before he accessed the top step, he felt himself levitating from the ground.
The towering shinigami had effortlessly seized the boy into his arms and twisted him around to face him. The shirt of the school boy's fabric had scrunched up from the captain snatching him, making it so his bare stomach could feel the texture of Kenpachi leather jacket against him. Ichigo's expression turned flirtations as he wrapped his legs around the man's hips.
With their mouths only inches apart, they took a moment to savor each other's frisky gazes. Broadly, the man claimed the boy's puckered lips with his own. Ichigo couldn't help but to giggle into the kiss. This past week had felt like a month. He missed the feel of the captain's rough and eager lips so much.
Kenpachi held the boy up against him by fondling his bottom, he gave a tight squeeze before drawing one of his hands away in order to open a door.
"Nnu-uh." Ichigo hesitantly plucked his lips away to speak. "This is my dad's room, my rooms down the hall to the left." He returned to the kiss and caressed the man's face as they blindly went into movement again.
Kenpachi opened another door. Ichigo pulled away once more, his lips curling. "No… This is my sisters room."
Kenpachi groaned irritatedly as he traveled to the room across from it.
Ichigo felt a blood vessel pop. "This is my other sisters room!"
"How many sisters do you have?!"
Ichigo sank his head down onto the captain's shoulder. "Damnit Zaraki you managed to even get lost in my house…"
Kenpachi looked like he was about to reply, but Ichigo stole his lips once more; knowing that there were no more bedrooms but his own that he could transport them to now. Ichigo embraced the man between his thighs as he twirled his anxious tongue around the captains mouth.
They moved in front of another door and entered inside.
Expecting his bedroom, Ichigo quickly became frustratingly disappointed upon pulling his head away. "Kenpachi… This is the bathroom."
"Yeah I noticed…" He backed out slowly.
Ichigo flicked his pointer finger temperamentally to a door down the hall. As if they didn't already spend enough time being lost. "That is my room!"
"Alright I got it!"
Without further delay, they managed to make it inside Ichigo's bedroom. The instant Kenpachi connected with the edge of the bed, Ichigo's tender warm hands wandered over Kenpachi's face, caressing his defined cheekbones gently - as if he was touching something cherished and dear to him.
Ichigo scooted further into his lap and pressed his pelvis hard up against him; feeling unsatisfied with how close he already was - it just wasn't enough. He just wanted crush the life out of him with his own body.
Kenpachi couldn't think of nothing but the craving for Ichigo. His hands had moved without thought to rest on the boy's hips and pulled him even closer against him.
Ichigo feebly crisscrossed his arms around the back of Kenpachi's neck as the captain slipped his hand down the back of Ichigo's pants. The boy moaned as one of those adored hands caressed his cheek.
Ichigo impetuously set his hands against the man's chest and pushed, gesturing him to lay back on the bed.
As he arched his body in a more provocative pose to adjust himself over the man, Ichigo returned his mouth back to the kiss, the captain complied eagerly. Ichigo rubbed his groin against the bulge clearly felt through Kenpachi's tight leather pants. He can feel the man pulsating for him – just begging to be inside the substitute. Wanting him - needing him.
They continued to passionately kiss each other, their mouth's sopping wet with the craving and indulgence for one another. Their slithering tongues slippery intertwining as they fondled every inch of the others body.
Kenpachi noted how well Ichigo got at kissing compared to their first nervous peck. It was expected though; during Ichigo's last trip, Kenpachi gave him a lot of practice.
Their kiss intensified and sped up. Their moisture touching each other messily, fanatically. Ichigo's lips slightly quivering under the pressure of the captain's.
Suddenly, Ichigo - and also Kenpachi since his hand was near - felt a vibrating against his bottom, he tweaked up before realizing it was his untimely cellphone. He struggled to retrieve an arm out the tight embrace Kenpachi had him locked inside in order to reach for his back pocket.
He flipped the phone open and read the screen as Kenpachi paid no notice and persistently attacked his neck with prickling suctions.
"Damnit." Ichigo cursed in a murmur at the text message.
"What is it?" Kenpachi asked between his smooches.
Ichigo read over the message again in his head. 'Ichigo, it's Rukia. I don't have time to go all the way to your house right now but there's a hollow a block away from you. You should be able to track the pressure to find it. I'll meet you there.'
He smacked the phone down with a bothered sigh as he pressed Kenpachi's appealing lips away from him.
Kenpachi shuffled his weight upwards as he trailed his sight over Ichigo, who he noticed looked miserable all of a sudden. He watched as he pulled at the handle of his desk draw and took out what looked like a green marble. After swallowing the tablet, his soul form extracted from his body.
"There's a hollow. I'll be back in a sec'." With that, Ichigo robustly soared out of his bedroom window.
Kenpachi flopped his head back down on the pillow and grunted a mutter. "You better only a sec' or I'll start without you."
The captain was about to rest his eyes as he waited for Ichigo to return, but instead he was welcomed with a deafening whine by the soul candy with Ichigo's body.
"AHHHRGH! That guy has got a lot of nerve leaving me in his disgusting underwear draw all day!" Ichigo, or should appropriately be referred to as Kon, waved his fist in the air as he paced back and forth like a lion in a cage, rambling on with a list of complaints.
As if the soul had a personality disorder, his angry expression vanished as he locked his fingers together and pressed them against his blushing cheek. "Ah~ but if it was my dear Rukia's underwear draw I wouldn't have minded a bit~ Hehehe~"
Kenpachi's propped his weight up on his elbows as his eye narrowed over Ichigo's imposture, who was swaying his hips with a dumb puppy-love expression plastered on his face. In other words, displaying an expression he never seen on Ichigo before.
"Uh..." The captain uttered huskily, which caused the mod soul to acknowledge the sound by flicking his head to the captain's direction. Upon first glance, Kon leap back as he wailed his arms up in weak defense.
"What the hell are you?!" It was hard to believe the dense soul didn't notice the immense captain straightaway in the small bedroom.
Kenpachi realized his arousal had completely diminished after witnessing this soul in Ichigo's body. Maybe his attraction toward the substitute wasn't exclusively physically like he had originally believed. He certainly wasn't attracted to this thing within the body he customarily desired.
Kenpachi's expression turned sour. "Get the hell out of Ichigo's body, you're turning me off." The captain leaned back and with mighty force, aimed his foot and released a powerful kick against Kon's stomach.
"Omph!" The attack made the soul candy heave out of his mouth and bounce along the floor. Ichigo's body limply fumbled to the floor.
"Heh. He's going to be pissed when he feels that kick later."
The green looking marble rolled across the floor and away from sight. "Urgh. He'll probably be even more pissed if I lost that stupid thing." He thumped down from the bed unto his knees and ducked his head under, he was pretty sure it slid under there.
He stretched out his arm to search under the bed. The sense of touch being his only method of finding it since he couldn't see a thing underneath. He brushed and tapped his hand along what felt like boxes, containers, books, and then something smooth in a cylinder-like shape.
"Hm?" He sounded as he latched on to the unknown object and curiously pulled it out from underneath the bed in order to land his sight on it.
A mischievous grin filled with satisfaction shined through his sharp teeth. "Well well well, would you look at this... Ichigo has been quite a naughty boy, hasn't he?"
"Alright Rukia, I'll see you later." Ichigo holstered his Zanpakuto onto his back.
Rukia erected her eyebrow at the boys back rushing down the road after defeating the hollow within seconds.
"What's the big rush, Ichigo?"
He didn't bother looking back, and he really didn't have time for a chat either. "I'm just really tired. I want to be left alone for the rest of the night if that's possible."
"Oh… I understand. No problem. Unless isn't serious and I need your aid, I'll take care of any more hollows tonight." Rukia said, worry was coating her tone. Maybe he's sick?
"Ah thanks a lot. I really owe you one, Rukia." With that, he flash stepped from her sight.
He transported back to his house and observed his bedroom window before leaping up to it.
He latched onto the frame of the window. "Sorry to keep you waiting." Ichigo smirked at the man laying patiently in his bed, who was looking back at him with a menacing grin; the kind of grin that would reveal he was up to something. He was about to ask why he was smiling like that at him, but when he noticed his body laying limp on the floor, he didn't care anymore.
"H-Hey! My body! What did you do to it while I was away?!"
"Oh please, like I'd do anything to a body that can't even fight back and react."
"Well then where is Kon?"
"Oh that annoying soul candy? Yeah I lost him somewhere under the bed. But," He shuffled his hand under the covers. "I did find this…" Ichigo was about to scowled him for losing a living soul, but when Kenpachi revealed one of his belongings from under the blanket; his mind could only be focused on the captains finding.
"Whe-Where did you find that?!" Ichigo blushed at what the man was waving around shamelessly.
"Oh c'mon Ich, don't try to pretend you never seen it before, I know it must belong to you so don't even play that shy act."
"It's not an act." He bit his lips and looked away from his dirty secret in the captains grasp. "Just put it back where you found it…"
"Wuh? Hell no. We're going to have some fun with this. Now hurry up and get out of your work clothes. It's time to play."
Ichigo's clumsily hopped off from the bed and followed the captain's orders by returning to his body. He was about to verbally acknowledge the fierce pain he felt in his lower abdominal, but his mind was too wrapped around the intentions the captain was implying. Sure, him and Kenpachi had went at it a couple of times, but they never tried something like that before.
Ichigo stood near the edge of the bed as the Kenpachi knelled up to the anxious looking boy. He liked when he looked like this – Ichigo was getting far too used to being intimate with him, so it was time to start spicing things up to bring Ichigo back to the timid state Kenpachi adored.
In the most animalistic way, Kenpachi tore away Ichigo's school blouse to shreds, the buttons sprang off his shirt in all directions of the room as the sound of further shredding of fabric was present.
More desperate than an infant starving for milk, Kenpachi enclosed his lips around Ichigo's nipple and sucked harshly to extract the luscious taste off him like a mouthwatering lollipop – taking a break in between to twirl his tongue around and give a little bite on the sensitive skin.
Ichigo cringed from the daring nibble. "Ah… Nnn… Ken-Kenny…" He softly muttered – now it was known his nipples weren't the only thing becoming erect.
Kenpachi motioned his head over to the other nipple as he tweaked the other between the tight pinch of his fingers. He soon saturated that one too under a thick layer of his hot saliva - making it ever so slippery, and thus easier to glide his twitching and skillful tongue around in circular motions.
Kenpachi allowed his eye to wonder up during his dirty deeds to dart Ichigo a dangerous glace filled with voluptuous need. His lips curved around his slithering tongue upon seeing the boy panting heavily from what he was doing to him.
Heh, is this really too much for him to handle? It looks like he actually has been away from me too long.
With a demanding look in his eye, he grappled the boy and powerfully knocked him hard into the mattress. Ichigo couldn't even comprehend the fast motions, and before he knew it, he was trembling underneath the leather wearing captain; his hands being binded together with Kenpachi's mighty grip.
The captain wandered one of his hands to his belt buckle and unfastened it effortlessly. Within the smooth flow of sliding the belt from around his waist, he forced Ichigo to roll to his stomach where he pinned him down with his own heavy weight; sitting directly on the boys curvy bottom.
Then, wasted no time before reclaiming full control over the boys confined hands. He cuffed his wrist together with the belt to guarantee restriction from the boy. And to further restrain him, he also locked the belt securing his hands to the headboard rails of his bed.
"Ken-Kenpachi…" Ichigo couldn't hide the worry omitting from his stiffened expression. He didn't understand why he was fastening him to the bed. He was willing to go at it with him, so what was the reason for restraining him in place? What did he really plan on doing with him? Was it something so vicious that Ichigo would be against it? Is that why he locked him up, so he can take advantage on him and do whatever he pleased with or without his consent?
"We're going to play a new game today Ich. Too bad for you, you're it."
Ichigo twisted his neck back to him to expose his troubled appearance. "Wh-Why is it bad for me, Kenny…?"
"Heh. I'm sure you'll have that question answered in a moment."
Ichigo's eyes jutted from his statement. He had already adapted to the fact that the captain would never go easy on him. In fact, it took him a week just to recuperate from the last time they got together. But from the look on Kenpachi's face, it was clear he really did have something deviant in mind; a look he hadn't quite seen during the other times.
Kenpachi sunk his hands under Ichigo's hips and hastily unbuttoned his jeans. Then pulled them completely off in the most anti-seductive way; leaving a bare Ichigo clear under his dirty gaze.
Ichigo squirmed against the mattress, anticipating the captain's next move. He felt somewhat daunted, but at the same time his member twitched in the overwhelming excitement from being under the full control of Kenpachi.
Kenapchi brushed his leather smothered bulge against the boy's bottom as he moved Ichigo's orange locks out of the way to kiss the back of his neck. He thought he'd start off gentle, just to work his way up to his real intentions.
He traced his lips down Ichigo's spine; noting the feel of the boy's bones and flesh gliding over his tongue. A formulation of goosebumps developed on Ichigo's body – more being created in every area he felt the texture of Kenpachi's moist tongue.
Kenpachi rotated the tips of his fingers through the boy's back and worked deep into the tissue, which mended the boy's sore shoulders and eased his tension. He returned to leaving a trail of his saliva down his spine. As he reached down to the crack of the boy's bottom, he pulled his head up to examine the scene that was causing his member to throb intensely.
He spanked both palms of his hands over the boys cheeks and dug his fingers into the fleshy skin in order to rip apart the muscle to reveal that tight puckered opening just begging to be penetrated.
Kenpachi unsealed his wide smirk to allow his tongue to drape over his lower lip. He angled his head over the boy's bottom and then allowed a thick accumulation of his spit to slickly roll off his tongue and dribble in between the slit of the boy, creating his own slippery lubrication.
He repeated this a few more times until Ichigo's bottom was glossed with the polish of Kenpachi's slippery saliva.
The frisky captain seized Ichigo's pink toy he had found earlier. He hovered it near this mouth and licked the smooth shell of it.
The toy pressed up against the tight entrance, not enough to insert it, but to stimulate the sensitive nerves surrounding the opening. Ichigo moaned into his pillow as the smooth head of the toy glided over him.
"Now this is the fun part!" Kenpachi roared as he twisted the toy, triggering it to vibrate between Ichigo's cheeks.
"Aah! Ken-Kenny wait a sec-ah~!" The vibrations increased for Kenpachi twisted the switch to a level Ichigo had never experienced yet before – it was always far too much for him to handle while he was playing with it alone.
The captain squeezed his fleshy bottom as he trailed his face in closer to the toy to observe it at work. Ichigo's opening tensed and tighten under the fierce vibrations. As if that wasn't enough, Kenpachi took it upon himself to upsurge the pleasure in the zone by lining his tongue with the toy; sharing the spot so the vibrations and the captains tongue stimulated the same area.
Kenpachi used his tongue to massage over his puckered opening as he rubbed with harsher pressure with the toy. He couldn't see Ichigo's face, but judging from his sounds, he must have been struggling to breath due to his stunned gasps, pants and lustful moans.
Kenpachi pulled away to allow the toy to work to its fullest extent. With one hand pushing between the tiny entrance, he cupped his twitching crotch concealed behind his leather pants. He gave it a quick rub before returning his hand back to spreading apart one of the boy's cheek.
And then brutally, he spanked the boy several times until his pale bottom had turned red with the marks of the captains hand prints. During this, Ichigo released moans caused from stinging pain.
"You've been a very naughty boy Ichigo. You need a proper punishment – Squad eleven style." He slapped the boy's cheek again, making Ichigo quail with an aching wheeze. A combination of pain from the spanks, and pleasure from the toy between him was present. "You're lucky I get so much pleasure in smacking you around."
"Hnn…Kenny… I-I promise I'll be a good boy…!"
"Then prove it by taking it how good boy does."
Ichigo nodded into the pillow, his strains of hair sticking to his damp face. "I-I promise, I will…"
Ichigo toes scrapped along the bedsheet as he felt the vibrating toy slip ever so smoothly into him thanks to Kenpachi's saliva still coating him. He clutched the railing he was tied to enough to cut off circulation in his hands as the toy rattled inside of him.
Perspiration formed on his forehead as he felt his muscles stiffen within him; almost hugging the toy tighter to allow it to massage the tissue deeper.
He bit his lip to stop himself from screaming as the experienced captain put powerful pressure on one of his sensitive zones. He couldn't even bear that spot being penetrated by Kepachi's thickness, never mind something of close size that also vibrated!
The captain flicked his wrist controlling the toy reckless and severely over and over into him, stopping only to keep the vibrating directly on the zone, which certainly wasn't helping Ichigo catch his breath or adjust to the complete frenzy of penetrating pleasure overwhelming him.
The captain pulled the boy's hips up and seized Ichigo throbbing shaft.
"A-ah! K-Kenny no, I c-can't take anymore!" The vibrating penetration ramming into him was already beyond his limits, but also have his member stoked was enough to end him on edge. He held his breath and clenched his quaking jaw shut. He allowed the remaining moans left in him to escape before gasping in a heavy breath of air, enough to allow him to scream in a way Kenpachi never heard before.
"Heh. You're the funnest toy I've ever played with, Ichigo!" Kenpachi pumped the toy with no remorse through the inner walls of the boy's opening. "But now I want you to play with yourself for me."
"Hnn?" Ichigo muttered in a daze, but his confusion was cleared when the captain left the buzzing toy sticking out him and removed the belt constricting his hands.
"Get on your back and spread your legs for me." Kenpachi spoke in pure dominates, and Ichigo complied without a word to the captain's request.
The toy was still lodged into him deep, still massaging with stimulating vibrations. Ichigo plopped onto his back and scooted down to allow his legs to be slightly lifted and pulled away; giving the perverted man a clear view of Ichigo's provocative position. "Like this, Kenny?"
"Yeah, just like that." Kenpachi didn't take his slights off the naughty boy as he unbuttoned his own pants and grasped his thick member. "Now show me how you do it when I'm not around."
Ichigo couldn't help to feel paralyzed under his brute stare. Usually, he did that type of thing in private. He was used to doing sexual acts with the captain, but having him watch him do it himself was so intimidating.
The substitute brushed his hands along his smooth leg and timidly stalked his fingers to the toy. He pinched the end with three of his fingers to get a light grasp on it, then pulled it out and slid it back in, making his shoulders move upright near his ears – his toes curling from the gentle thrust.
He repeated this, getting fiercer on himself with each flick of his wrist. His body started bobbling along the mattress from his powerful penetrations. Releasing a delicate moan, he rubbed his hand over his pulsating shaft. All the while, the captain was staring directly at Ichigo's actions; smiling with satisfaction.
Ichigo stroked himself, while also proficiently penetrating himself at the same time. He glided his humid tongue over his bottom lip as he observed the captain jerk himself off while carefully watching his dirty activities.
While Ichigo continued to penetrate his gaped entrance, Kenpachi crawled up over him and slid his member against Ichigo's. He cupped his fingers around the two throbbing members and motioned his hips to rub them together.
"O-Owh Kenny, that feels really goo~ah!" Ichigo closed his eyes for a moment as a blizzard of tingling flurries breezed through his body. He bit his lip; almost hard enough to draw blood as a numb sensation rushed to his head and gave him narcotic-like symptoms.
His shaft twitched, then let a gluey liquid squirt out like a fountain; coating not only himself in his liquids, but also Kenpachi's member still rubbing against his own tingling one.
"Heh. You lasted longer than I thought you would." He scanned over the exhausted boy panting under him, trembling like a new born kitten. Kenpachi was really tempted to just ram himself right into the boy to finish himself off, but he decided to give the tired substitute a rest. There would be plenty of time for that later. He pulled the toy from between the boy, causing him to unexpectedly wince while he was relishing in his orgasm.
The captain curiously took the buzzing toy and massaged it over his own tip, he jerked up and groaned the moment it made contact. "Damn, this thing really is powerful. Makes me wonder how you even handled it - you really are tough." Despite how potent it was, he traced the quaking toy along his shaft. Inquiringly, Ichigo watched the man moaning out lusciously.
"Are you going to come, Kenny?" Ichigo asked in an innocent tone as the man grunted out with a nod. His answer was nonverbally declared as the hot juicy fluid within Kenpachi released all over the boy's tummy – mixing with his own wetness and perspiration.
"Wasn't that a fun play date?" Kenpachi fondly smiled as he lied down besides Ichigo. Weakly, the boy leaned up and affectionately relaxed his head on the man's panting chest.
He nodded, then nervously gulped down his worry and cleared his throat before he lowly spoke. "Kenny?"
"Yeah?"
He took a deep breath, and forced his thoughts into tumbled words. "I love you." The words he just declared out loud gave him a sensation more surreal than his orgasm.
Kenpachi chortled like Ichigo told a joke as he thoughtfully tousled his fingers through the boy's hair; causing the substitute's face to heat up from mortification because he wasn't getting the response he envisioned.
Kenpachi closed his eyes and smirked tenderly. "Yeah, I love you too, Ichigo."
D'aww. It was about time I had a story where these two confessed their love~~ hehe (I'm usually not a big fan of the whole 'I love you' thing in fics, but since they're kind of in a relationship it just seemed to be a good time. n_n)
Fun fact: So this is my first story I ever wrote about "toy play" before… so it's still a learning process. I want to include more in future chapters, but maybe with more variety. *does awkward research*
Fun fact… 2? (o_O): I've been trying to experiment with writing lately and since everyone tells me they write the best while listening to music, I tried it out. It was very distracting at first, but I found listening to character theme songs from Bleach got me into the right mindset. During a lot of the dirty scenes, I replayed Kenpachi's theme A LOT since it sounds very… kinky and dangerous to me. ;D so yeah who knows, maybe if you listen to song while reading it will go along with it..?. :o
I hope you enjoyed the read, thank you very much for checking out this chapter. Please review and give back some feedback. I would greatly appreciate it. Stay tuned for more!
-A