A.N.: This chapter was commissioned by Anonymous. This story is canon divergent from TYBW because in this story, Unohana lives after her fight with Kenpachi.
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach.
Warning: Lemon!
Bouncing Back
Chapter Three
Three Days Later...
Soul Society; Squad Four Captain's Quarters
The rain had not stopped. For over a week, the storm had not quit bringing torrents of rain down on the Seireitei, halting the rebuilding efforts of the Thirteen Court Guard Squads. To a certain captain, it made her depression even worse.
Sitting in her quarters looking out the window, Retsu Unohana looked out at the Soul Society and gave a slight sigh. She'd been in a depressed mood ever since the end of the war and time was not healing her wounds. Her heart ached with pain and longing, a tear spilling down her cheek as she thought of the one man who'd brought her happiness. The man who was dead.
Kenpachi won their battle down in Muken, having impaled Unohana with his sword. At first, he and everyone else had thought she'd died from her wounds. Satisfied that he had his full powers and his zanpakuto's name, Kenpachi simply left Unohana's body where it laid and left her in Muken while he returned to the surface to fight the Quincies. Had Kenpachi waited a few more minutes he would have realized that he had underestimated the healer.
Unohana had used a time-delayed regeneration spell on herself before going down to Muken, the spell activating when her heart stopped. As she lay there on the cold floor, the spell kicked in and healed the grievous wound Kenpachi inflicted and resuscitated her. However, though she was revived, Kenpachi had closed the doors behind him when he left which kept Unohana trapped there for the moment. Luckily her egress came when Kyoraku entered Muken to grab Sosuke Aizen, slipping out while everyone's focus was on the villain. She'd made her grand return during the final battle against Gerard Valkyrie, cutting the golem Stern Ritter in half and destroying the Quincy Cross that served as his core. It should have been a moment of jubilation for her, returning to the battlefield.
There was just one problem. The one person she wanted to share their victory with was dead.
Unohana had underestimated Kenpachi's power and did not ever think that Kenpachi's body could not handle his own Bankai, his arm bursting from the raw power he wielded. Add in the injury that Gerard inflicted and not even Unohana could save him, watching in horror as he died in her arms.
While everyone was elated that Unohana was still alive, they gave her space to let her grieve. Sitting in her room, listening to the rain, the first Kenpachi felt dissatisfied. She'd hoped to continue battling with Zaraki after the war where they could be together but now, he was dead and there was nobody left who could satisfy her need for battle.
There were only a handful of individuals who could give her a satisfying challenge now, but the opportunity wasn't there to fight them. Most of the captains were either dead, still recovering or just gone. Kyoraku was too busy trying to rebuild the squads. Kensei and Rose were still being dezombified. Soi-Fon was still recovering from getting shot. Shinji's mode of fighting displeased her. Komamura was gone. Ukitake and Kenpachi were both dead and Toshiro had not recovered physically or psychologically from his ordeal.
Her thoughts turned to Byakuya, thinking about challenging him to a fight. But she knew that Byakuya would refuse the challenge on principle; he was cut from a different cloth compared to her and Zaraki. There was only one person that could satisfy her now. A person who she and Zaraki both respected: Ichigo Kurosaki.
Decided to stop moping around, Unohana wrote a note for Isane telling her that she'll be gone for a while and made her way to the Senkaimon. She'd waited long enough. Unohana was going to get what she wanted.
And she was going to get it whether Ichigo Kurosaki liked it or not.
Meanwhile...
Kurosaki House; Ichigo's Room
"Fuck..." Ichigo sat back against the wall while he watched his two cock-crazed women worship his cock. His left hand reached for Halibel, sifting his fingers through her messy, blonde hair while his right ran through Yoruichi's purple locks, untying her hair tie to let her long hair sprawl down her back.
Ichigo now had two hot women who lusted crazily for him. Halibel now stayed with Yoruichi's at Urahara Shop, the two getting on quite well with each other while becoming addicted to Substitute Soul Reaper cock.
"Ahhhhh," moaned Halibel, dragging her hot tongue up the side of his long shaft. Her plump lips wrapped around his thick tip, licking up all of his dripping pre-cum. Yoruichi helped herself to her lover's thick and heavy balls. Ichigo arched his back when a pair of lips wrapped around one of his tender nuts, sucking on it before letting it pop out of her mouth and giving the other one the same treatment.
Pulling her mouth away from Ichigo's manhood, the Espada licked her lips. "You're just about to burst. Let's fix that, shall we?" she asked Yoruichi, giving her new friend a wink.
"Let's." Yoruichi sat up, the two women turning around and backing their phat, plump asses up to the Substitute's hard cock.
Ichigo felt the tension in his loins become unbearable when his two fucktoys wedged his cock between their asses. The two girls eagerly shook their booties up and down, both eager to feel him stain their dark skin with his white seed.
The lovely ladies weren't kept waiting long. Gripping the sheets beneath him, Ichigo tilted his head back and smiled as he came, his cock pulsing for a few moments before erupting in a geyser of white cum.
Yoruichi smiled as her dark cheeks were covered in drops of white. "Goodness gracious, Ichigo. We've milked your cock every day, yet you come like it's the first time you've jerked off."
"Don't see why you're complaining. I love it," Halibel said while grabbing a nearby rag to clean the cum off her ass.
"Who said I'm complaining?" Yoruichi retorted with a grin, taking the rag from Halibel once she was finished to clean herself up. "I'm famished. I think I need my lunch." Her soft hand cupped Ichigo's balls, fondling them gently with her deft fingers. "I can't feel full unless my stomach is full of your cum, Ichigo..."
Grinning back at his two horny fuck buddies, Ichigo reached underneath his pillow and pulled out a ping-pong paddle. "With pleasure. Just give me ten minutes to work on my backhand and-"
The three were interrupted when they felt a burst of spirit energy come out of nowhere. Halibel looked out the window with worried eyes. "Now what?"
Yoruichi frowned. "This spiritual pressure." Both she and Ichigo looked at each other before coming to the same conclusion. "Captain Unohana?"
"What's she doing here?"
"Dunno. You wanna handle this?" Yoruichi gestured to her and Halibel's lower halves, their pussies already gaping and dripping cum. "Kinda hard to Flashstep with a limp."
Chuckling, Ichigo grabbed his combat pass and popped out of his Human shell, jumping out the window and heading towards the source of Unohana's spirit energy.
The sky was filled with dark clouds, looking like it was going to downpour at any moment. Reaching the park, the spot where he first broke in Yoruichi and Halibel, Ichigo looked around. "Captain Unohana?" he called out when he didn't see anyone.
Then he felt it: a bloodcurdling chill that ran through him like lightning. Out of a sheer sense of survival, Ichigo grabbed his Zangetsu longsword and spun around.
The shrill sound of metal hitting metal filled the emptied park as a curved katana clashed with his longsword. "Not bad, Ichigo." Captain Unohana smiled while locking swords with the Substitute Soul Reaper. "I had feared that you had let your skills grow rusty after the war with the Vandenreich."
"Captain Unohana? What the hell? Why are you attacking me?!"
The woman, her hair no longer captive in her signature braid, smirked evilly while pushing back against Ichigo. "Oh, it's not so complicated to understand. With Zaraki dead and the other captains either busy or useless, I need someone to give me a good time. And Ichigo," her eyes narrowed, and a chilling smile stretched across her face. "I choose you."
"W-Wait!"
Unohana did not listen. Ichigo was forced to draw his smaller Zangetsu blade in order to counter and deflect her barrage of strikes. "Captain Unohana, stop! I don't want to fight you!"
The chilling cold in Unohana's dark eyes instantly became replaced by searing rage. She'd never admitted it out loud, but the Substitute's reluctance to find was always something that she was disgusted by. "Stop whining like a child! An enemy stands before you with their weapon drawn. Stand and fight!"
Ichigo clenched his teeth and started to counterattack, using every bit of his skill to match the woman's strikes. He didn't need to read Unohana's sword to know what was eating away at her heart. Her face, her eyes and the blindingly angry strikes were proof enough of what the First Kenpachi was feeling. Ichigo could feel every part of her crying out with grief, anger and agony from the loss of Kenpachi Zaraki.
Blocking her overhead chop with his two swords, Ichigo stared intently at the woman, his eyes going to the scar that lay prominent on her collarbone. A new type of conflict arose in Ichigo as he continued dueling with the captain. The one man who satisfied Unohana was gone. How could he possibly fill the void he left?
"What's the matter?" Jumping back, Unohana threw a series of daggers at Ichigo, who deflected them easily. "Why aren't you using your Bankai? Or your Hollowfication? You haven't even used your Getsuga Tensho and that's your only technique! I don't want the coward who cried like a child and gave up fighting Yhwach and had to have his friends drag him back to the battlefield. I want the man who stared down Zaraki and won!" roared the captain, aching for Ichigo to give her what she needed. She took another swipe at the boy, only for him to jump back and widen the distance between them. "Fight me!"
"No."
The captain blinked in confusion. "What did you say to me?"
Ichigo cautiously lowered his swords. It was very clear what the captain was trying to do; for a woman who'd been all about grace, she was acting with zero subtlety. Even someone as dense as Ichigo could see what she was doing. He was not going to take the bait and escalate this. "I'm not fighting you. I don't want to hurt you, Captain Unohana. Hurting you won't bring Kenpachi back."
Unohana narrowed her eyes before slowly sheathing Minazuki. The urge to keep fighting was there but if Ichigo wasn't going to get serious, then what was the point? A sigh and a shake of the head was all she could give. "I suppose you are right. It was foolish of me to think that..."
As the woman turned her back to him, Ichigo sheathed his Zangetsu blades and walked over to her. "Captain Unohana, I might not be Kenpachi, but I know when someone is in pain. I've been there too. I know what it's like to lose the person who means the most to you. It would be wrong of me to even try to replace Kenpachi since he meant so much to you. Maybe I can help in some way that doesn't involve fighting."
"Heh. You really are a child," chastised Unohana, keeping her back to him. "But then again..." Her head turned and she glanced back at Ichigo amusingly. "I suppose it would be unfair of me to still consider you a boy. I can clearly tell you've become a man. You stink of both Lady Yoruichi and that Arrancar woman that Captain Hitsugaya fought. Perhaps I'll take you up on that offer. If I can't have your blood, I'll take something else."
Despite Ichigo's sharp reflexes, he was still taken aback when Unohana grabbed his wrist and spun him in the air like a pinwheel before slamming him down to the ground. A rope of Kido bound his wrists together followed up by a stake of Kido to keep him nailed to the grass. "You're a good person, Ichigo. But for all your power, you're childishly naïve." Drawing her Minazuki again, Unohana slashed at Ichigo's clothes, expertly cutting his clothes to ribbons and leaving him on the ground naked. "I'll have you satisfy me one way or the other. I don't just want to feel your blood on me, Ichigo Kurosaki." Her eyes lit up with delight when she saw the boy's cock.
"I want your cum."
Sheathing Minazuki, Unohana dropped her sword onto the grass and reached for her white obi. Smiling wickedly down at the pinned Ichigo, Unohana stripped naked. Her shihakusho slid from her shoulders and her hakama pooled at her ankles once her ornate sash was pulled. Despite the situation he was in, Ichigo couldn't help but stare hungrily at Unohana's luscious body. The woman had all the curves of a first-class MILF without ever having a kid. Her hourglass figure was perfect in Ichigo's eyes, her breasts just as big as Yoruichi's and her wide hips lead up to her womanhood covered by a black bush of hair.
"I can still smell those women on you. I'm going to hazard a guess and say I interrupted something when I arrived here. Though I have to say, I'm kind of jealous. You said you would help me? Let's put you to the test then..."
Kneeling down in front of Ichigo, Unohana spread the boy's legs before spiking his ankles with more Kido stakes. The spells didn't actually hurt Ichigo, but they did keep him pinned for the moment. Unohana knew full well that such low-level spells could easily be broken by someone of Ichigo's caliber, but she could tell that Ichigo was more interested in seeing what she was going to do next more than breaking free.
Despite being a master swordswoman, Unohana's hand was as soft as silk when she gripped his softened cock. Licking her lips like a cat toying with her prey, the woman eagerly began to stroke the Substitute Soul Reaper's manhood until the boy was fully erect. Just feeling Ichigo's girth in her hands was starting to make Unohana wet.
Without saying another word, Unohana lowered her head and wrapped her lips around the teen's tip. Ichigo titled his head back and let out a low groan when the sultry captain started to take him into her hungry orifice. "Fuck..." His fists clenched as Unohana took him all the way down to the base of his cock, the woman relaxing her throat to take all of Ichigo into her.
Ichigo had always treated Unohana with the utmost reverence, especially after she spooked him when they were traveling in the Garganta together. So to watch her start sucking his cock like a first-class slut was truly a sight to behold. "That feels...great..." he breathed, sweat starting to bead down his naked body as the heat inside of him took hold.
"Glckk!" Unohana had to admit that she was impressed. During the few times she'd taken one of her subordinates to bed whenever she was bored, Unohana would make them climax easily with her deepthroating technique. That Ichigo could resist coming in her mouth straight away spoke a lot about his endurance.
Wanting to see the proud Substitute crumble at her fingertips, Unohana moved her head faster, looking up at Ichigo with eyes full of lust. Her right hand grazed his toned stomach, lighting dragging her nails across his soft skin; her left traveled down to his balls, fondling them with deft precision. Continuing to gag from the sizable shaft in her mouth, the lustful captain became intoxicated by the taste of him. The lingering scents and flavors of Yoruichi and Halibel's pussies was still present on the young man's cock. 'He's delicious. I am regretting not doing this after Rukia's execution.'
As much as Yoruichi and Halibel liked to think that Ichigo's stamina was limitless, even he couldn't hold it in for much longer. His cock was still highly sensitive after spending the last few hours pleasuring his Soul Reaper and Arrancar fuck buddies. "Captain..." he moaned, bucking his hips uncontrollably as the hot and wet vacuum around his cock became too good to fight against anymore. "I'm coming!"
"Mmmmh!" The blue eyes of the naked captain widened when a hot burst of white cum was poured down her throat. Her moist womanhood dripped onto the green grass beneath her from the hot taste of Substitute Soul Reaper cum. Unohana pulled her mouth away, letting the last few shots of white baby batter stain her lips. Swallowing the thick crème in her mouth, the sultry captain sat up and wiped her mouth clean. Her stomach felt hot, like she'd just drunk a pot full of warm tea.
"Not bad, Ichigo. But it's time I got in on the fun..." She got up and prepared to straddle Ichigo's lap. Her hand gently pumped the young man's shaft, glowing green with spirit energy to keep the boy hard. There was no way she was going to let Ichigo tap out after one round.
What Unohana did not realize was that Halibel and Yoruichi had turned Ichigo into an absolute breeding stud and the woman's Kaido didn't so much as reinvigorate the young man than it did supercharge him.
Grunting, Ichigo flexed his arms and legs. The Kido stakes that Unohana had spiked his limbs with were easily pushed up and sent flying from the Substitute's sheer brute strength. Unohana gasped in surprise when Ichigo sat up and put his hands on her shoulders, pushing the captain off of him. "Hey! What are you-" Ichigo moved as fast as lightning, quickly getting up and mounting the naked captain from behind. Unohana bristled at the young man's audacity. Whenever she was intimate with man, she had always been in complete control. Nobody had the gall to try to take the initiative from her.
"You want it? You've got it," smirked the horny young man, his tip rubbing up against her dripping wet entrance. Gripping her curvy waist, Ichigo plunged his manhood into the woman's tight depths.
Unohana thought she'd been prepared for the Substitute Soul Reaper's size and girth, but she was greatly mistaken. "Fuck!" she gasped when she felt her pussy become bottomed out by Ichigo's cock all in one thrust. She clawed at the ground while Ichigo started to thrust, gaining momentum after only a few seconds. "Fuck! Ahh!" Unohana had never felt so full before.
The tightness of Unohana's cunt was heavenly to Ichigo, her tight walls trying to suck him back in every time he pulled out. "You feel so tight. No wonder you were feeling so lonely," he mused as her walls tightened around him more when his tip knocked at the door to her womb.
"You...little...brat..." Unohana's breaths came in ragged pants. Nobody had ever tried to manhandle her like this in all her many years of existence so she was unprepared for the ferocity of a man's lust, particularly a young man like Ichigo. She pushed herself up to try and push him off of her but it only gave Ichigo the opportunity to reach around and grab her breasts. "Oohhhh..." Unohana's eyes began to glaze over from the boy's soft touch.
But the bloodthirsty captain wasn't about to give in. She was not about to let herself be dominated by this boy. Spotting her zanpakuto lying on the grass next to her, Unohana tried to reach for it. With her zanpakuto in hand, she could easily turn this situation around. This time when she pinned Ichigo to the ground and used him for her pleasure, it would be harder for him to free himself with her sword embedded in his shoulder or wrists.
Her efforts proved to be in vain and Unohana began to see stars when she felt Ichigo do something no man had ever done to her before: his cock pushed through her cervix and started invading her womb. "Ahhh! Ahhhhhhhhh!" screamed the captain, brought to an instant climax. To feel Ichigo claim the deepest part of her pussy was unreal and to the sadist inside of her quickly yielded to submission.
With Ichigo fucking her pussy harder, faster and now deeper, Unohana's arms failed her and she tumbled to the ground with her ass sticking up. A puddle of silvery love juices stained the grass below as she climaxed endlessly, her moans as slutty as she was becoming.
Ichigo watched as Unohana's attitude crumbled, her hips starting to move against her own will. His hands let go of Unohana's tits and began to grope her ass. She usually hid her figure behind her loose shihakusho so Ichigo had no idea Unohana's ass was so big and soft. Her cheeks were just as soft as Yoruichi's but not without the right amount of muscle to make them toned. Unohana moans grew louder when his hand cracked against her soft cheek, marking her with a red handprint.
Feeling the woman's cunt clench his cock from climaxing over and over again, it was only inevitable that Ichigo would finally reach the end of his rope. The young man's rough hands gripped Unohana's tits again and pulled her up onto her knees. Turning her head, Ichigo planted a kiss on her lips, giving her a deep moan before cumming inside her and filling up her opened womb.
The nude Soul Reapers remained glued to each other as they were for the longest time, Unohana melting into his embrace as her womb yielded to his seed, filling to its very limit. When their lips parted, Ichigo smiled cockily at the panting, sweaty captain. "So, did you have enough."
Leaning into Ichigo's sweaty chest, Unohana raised her arm around his neck and gave him another kiss. "Hardly. I want more of your cum," she purred. "I hope you still have more left in the tank. Otherwise, we go back to fighting with our swords."
Smirking, Ichigo simply put her back on her hands and knees and started thrusting again...
One hour later...
"Mmmmmmh!"
Ichigo lay with his back against a tree, the hard bark rubbing against his bare back while he watched the sultry Unohana clean his cock. Cum continued to leak out of her gaping pussy, having now been completely reshaped to the size of her new lover's manhood. Ichigo had not stopped fucking Unohana senseless until she'd become completely submissive like Yoruichi and Halibel.
Reaching out with his right hand, he gently ran his fingers through her long, black hair. "Wanna get on my lap?" he offered with a soft smile.
Ending her worship of Ichigo's cock, Unohana sat up and settled herself on her new lover's lap. The captain-turned-slut cooed when she felt the boy's cock wedge between her asscheeks, her bubble butt covered in more handprints.
"Wow," Ichigo marveled when his cupped Unohana's tits. "They're so soft. Softer than even Yoruichi's."
"You like them?"
"I love them," said Ichigo before he buried his face in her lovely tits, suckling on them like a baby.
Cooing with a manic smile on her face, Unohana eagerly lifted her hips and returned Ichigo's sword back into her sheath. Before she could start pumping her hips and ride him again, her senses picked up two new presences behind her.
"Well, aren't you two having fun?"
Taking his head out of Unohana's cleavage, Ichigo smiled when he saw Yoruichi and Halibel walking toward them, both of them still naked. "Sorry I didn't come back, girls. I didn't think the bed was big enough for all of us."
"It's all good. It gave us a chance to cool off," Halibel said as she sat down next to Ichigo and pressed her naked body up against his.
"Now that we're both rested, we can join in on the fun."
"You bring the paddle, Yoruichi?"
Grinning, Yoruichi held up the green ping-pong paddle. "You still need to work on your backhand?"
Grinning back, Ichigo turned to Unohana and gave her a new order.
"Retsu, bend over."
To be concluded
