You slam back another shot to the teasing jeers of the two men you were sandwiched between. Dropping the empty tumbler back onto the table, you shudder at the sharp burn brought on by the strong tasting alcohol. Coughing roughly at the intense taste you struggled to get used to, no matter how many slid down your throat that evening
Urahara rubbed a soothing hand on your back, grinning manically bedside you. Kyoraku's large hand patted your thigh under the table, deep rumbling chuckle cut through the boisterous chatter of the bar you were in. You breathed in deeply, reaching quickly for your drink to wash away the taste coating your tongue
"this isn't fair " you say, wiping the moisture from your lips with the back of your hand. Meeting each captains eye in turn to convey your seriousness. "Neither of you have taken a shot the last four rounds!"
Some quiet drinks after work had steadily progressed to drinking heartily. Pleasantly buzzed, someone had suggested playing a drinking game. Apparently a popular drinking game from the world of the living, Urahara suggested playing "never have I ever", in an attempt to get to know each other a little better. Not having played before, you decided to try. You were all a little fuzzy on the rules, so between you, you made your own.
The aim of the game was to get your friends to drink. Declaring "never have I ever" followed by a scenario. If you had never done it, you take the penalty. In this case, a shot of the most potent vodka the bar had to offer. It had started out innocently enough, the captains playfully brought up embarrassing stories about the other in an effort to get you laughing.
Steadily the questions turned more risqué. You happily played along, laughing hard at the stories that soon followed the admittance of guilt. The game turned, to what you believed, to be a competition between the captains of who was the biggest slut. That was until, as if by some unspoken truce, they had decided to team up against you. Unfortunately for them, you weren't as promiscuous as the old leeches, therefore didn't get any juicy details from you. Unfortunately for you, that ment you had to keep taking the shots of pure vodka, slowly but surly getting you drunker than you had intended to get.
"we've done a lot of stuff love" Kyoraku shrugged good naturedly, slurping happily from his sake cup. Urahara nudged your shoulder playfully with his own, pulling your focus back to him
"you should really experiment more" the dirty grin he gave you sent a flurry of butterflies to your stomach. He leaned over you, grabbing hold of the half empty bottle of vodka. His scent filled your nose, an interesting combination of latex and soap, sweetened by the fruity sake he had been drinking all night. You leaned in subconsciously, filling your lungs of the intoxicating aroma.
Uraharas lips quirked up at the corners, catching the way you followed him minutely as he sat back in his chair. He poured another shot, filling it to the brim before slowly scraping it across the wooden table to stop directly in front of you. "One more question?"
It didn't pass your notice that he had only poured the one, clearly he had something in mind that would only get you drinking again. Kyoraku leaned a heavy arm on the table, stretching his long legs out behind you. Honestly, you were impressed he had stayed vertical for as long as he had. The lazy grin he gave you had you rolling your eyes. They we're definitely working together on this.
"one" you emphasise the point with a singular extended finger pointed at the inventor. Urahara flicked the finger away joyfully, then crossing an invisible X over his heart in promise "Who's turn is it?"
"I believe it is Urahara sans turn" Kyoraku drawled, emptying the last of his sake into his dish before moving the empty bottle to fall in line with the others. Your head whipped back to Urahara, hands clasped together, he used his two index fingers to tap his stubbled chin feigning deep thought,
"my my, what to ask? hmm, so many possibilities ... " The musical lilt of his voice was grossly exaggerated with his mock musings, if it didn't immediately give him away, the deviant glint in his slate grey eyes would have. You rolled your eyes, earning you an endearing crinkle at the corner of his eyes, clearly amused by your impatience
"some time tonight, Urahara" you flatly prompted him to get a move on, earning another rumble from Kyoraku
"better not keep her waiting.." Kyoraku drawled, his own voice taking on a teasing melody. The overly affectionate Captain brushed your hair behind your ear. Liberal with his touch, it wasn't unusual for the captain to happily offer his touch in the form of hugs and comforting pats. The tender gesture however wasn't something you had yet received. The slight brush of his fingers against your skin had your cheeks flushing a delicate pink, heat seemingly radiating off your face.
"indeed" Urahara muttered, the provocative, sultry timbre caught your attention, dipping in pitch seductively. A small clap of his hands accentuated his zealous grin, he leaned towards you mischievously, allowing you another hit of his scent, unique and completely Urahara "never have I ever.." the dramatic pause had you inching forward, waiting on held breath at the reveal "had a threesome"
You sat back with a groan, tilting your head back to stare at the too bright light of the bar. Of course the sneaky bastard found another statement to get you drinking. You stared at the shot in front of you, pouting when Kyoraku silently pushed it towards you with two thick fingers. The pitiful look you gave him did nothing to sway his toothy smile. It didn't pass your notice that he didn't prepare his own shot for the statement. Head swiveling back to Urahara, also sans penalty shot.
The urge to roll your eyes was strong, choosing instead to bite the proverbial bullet and bring the shot to your lips, muttering "why am I not surprised?" before swallowing the liquid in one large gulp. Eyes screwed shut at the taste you missed the silent exchange between the men. The questioning quirked eyebrow Urahara sent over your head, nor the intrigued head tilt Kyoraku gave in response.
You reached for your cup, sighing when you found it empty. You accepted the half drank cup Urahara offered you, looking very much like the cat that got the cream. His fingers brushed yours as he placed it in your hand, lingering longer than was strictly needed.
"no more, I'm done" you breathlessly say after finishing the offered drink. You lightly shake the sake bottles littering the table, looking for the telltale slosh of the sweet liquid within. Coming up empty you make to get up"shall I get us another bottle?"
"or.." Kyorakus deep voice halted your ascent piquing your interest"how about we move this little party back to mine? I have much finer quality sake"
"an excellent idea" Urahara eagerly agreed before you had a chance to ponder the notion. You shrugged your shoulders noncommittally, what the hell? You didn't have work tomorrow and you were thoroughly enjoying spending time with the two captains, the fact they were two of the hottest men in soul society didn't hurt either.
Kyoraku offered his hand, your own smaller one slipped into it, accepting the help to your feet. Your hand lingered in his own, heat seeping through your skin as you test the stability of your feet. Pleased you weren't about to drunkenly stumble, you turn toward the exit and Urahara, who crooked out his elbow chivalrously, playful grin on his face.
You found yourself once again sandwiched between two the two muscular frames, sat around the same side of Kyorakus table in his living room. The walk to his home was short enough that the effects of alcohol didn't dim, the expensive sake you eagerly drank further fuzzed your sobriety.
The pair traded good natured jabs, teasingly bringing up eachothers more funny shortcomings you weren't privy to. Alcohol settled warm in your stomach, spreading nicely through your body, relaxing your muscles as you laugh heartily at their stories.
Your eyes began to wonder, alcohol lowering your inhibitions. Kyoraku was Handsome, strong jaw and defined masculine features. His eyes were soft, yet powerful in the way they captivated your gaze, holding eye contact strongly when they met. He was tall, taller than most in soul society. Wide frame sculpted with hard, defined muscles. The rugged hair that added to his masculine face also spread to the rest of his body, proudly shown by thee lax way he wore his uniform. You wanted to run your fingers through it, feel the hardened pectoral muscles hidden beneath.
His laugh was low and dirty, the deep and full sound came from within his chest. Perfect white teeth revealed with his smirk like smile. The perfect base to match Uraharas slightly higher laugh. Playful and engaging, his laugh was contagious, pulling your own easily.
While having a slightly smaller frame, Urahara was no less defined. He oozed mystery, contradictory to the boy next door, fluffy blonde hair he sported. Rippling muscles protruded on his abdomen, bunching beneath his clothes as his belly contracted with every chuckle. His grey eyes, lighter than Kyoraku's were dangerous. The mischievous glint never seemingly absent between the blond tuft of hair that always fell between his eyes. Both in so many ways opposite, we're equally as desirable.
It took a moment to register the desire filled look Urahara was watching you with as you lusted over his body. You cheeks flushed a delicate pink with unrestrained arousal at the hungry look he held you in place with. He leaned in slowly, lips quirked up in a knowing smile. Your breath hitched as he closed the distance, lips moulding perfectly with your own. The sweet taste of sake tainted his lips, the soft unruly tuft of hair tickled your nose. His hand cupped your heated cheek, littered with rough callouses and long since healed burns, holding you in place. His lips were firm, demanding in the way they moved against your own, sucking your bottom lip between his.
Urahara released you, your head swimming with the urge to grab onto him for stability as your world tilted beneath you. His hand on your jaw tilted your head up, thumb brushing against your lips still tingling with the ghost of his kiss. A hand settling on your shoulder made you jump, reminding you that you weren't alone. You turned wide eyed to Kyoraku, apology ready on the tip of your tongue.
He was closer than you remembered, breath from his slightly parted lips fanned over your face. Bumbling apology caught in your throat when he leaned in to take a kiss of his own. Full and soft, his lips met yours sweetly. Almost tentative in the way he lingered, allowing you the freedom to move away or pull forward. His tongue gently probed your lips, asking for entry. You open willingly, inviting him into your mouth
Languidly his tongue brushed against your own, taking the time to intimately discover the previously uncharted territory. The muscle caressed your tongue with practiced ease, teasing before pulling back, smirking into the kiss as you chased him needily. With a final press of his lips Kyoraku broke the kiss, nudging your nose with his own softly.
"I don't understand" you whisper against his lips, heart thumping erratically in your chest so loud you were sure they could hear it. Kyoraku smoothed your hair over your shoulder, brushing the back of his knuckles down the side of your throat. Urahara moved to kneel behind you, chest pressed up against your back. His head dipped into the space created at your neck, dropping feather light kisses against the skin there.
You sighed, tilting your head to allow more room for the tingling kisses turning up your arousal. Kyoraku took hold of your hand, bringing it to his lips to kiss "This is an offer" he uttered lowly against your knuckles, the scruff scraping against your skin brought a stark contrast to the soft scruff nuzzling in the crook of your neck. The peppering kisses along your erogenous zone became more firm, hands wrapped around you from behind, teasing their way up your sides.
"an offer?" You parrot breathlessly, struggling to stay afloat in the wave of sensations and arousal you were submerged in
"to allow us to worship your body this evening" Kyorakus voice gravelled with arousal. His gun metal eyes darkened with desire as he watched your face contort with pleasure
"both of you?" You had to clarify the absurdity of the situation. You couldn't imagine piquing the interest of one of these men, let alone two of them. At the same time.
"If you want us, if you can handle us " Urahara whispered into your ear, licking the shell and nibbling on your lobe. You shuddered as his breath tickled your skin, lighting up nerves you didn't even know you had there. Hand still held captive, Kyoraku placed it against the warm skin of his chest, holding it to him.
Your body ignited with unabashed yearning, arousal rapidly consuming your drunken thoughts. You brush your fingers against the hair beneath your fingertips, smoothing against the skin hidden beneath. "I want you" you whisper to Kyoraku so low you barely heard it over your thrumming heart beating loud in your ears. Tilting your head back and to the side you attempt to get Urahara in your field of vision. "Both of you"
Urahara sealed the deal with a bruising kiss. Capturing your lips with his own, his hand sneaked around your throat with no real pressure, holding you in place. You felt your hand being released from the hold Kyoraku had, placing it on your lap. You wasted no time bringing up to run through Uraharas hair, dishevelling the blond locks more than they already were.
You heard Kyoraku shuffling about,suddenly acutely aware of where each man was in correlation to you. His warmth leaving turned the space next to you cold, you detangled yourself away from Urahara, pulling a disappointed groan from him, in search of the missing third.
Kyoraku had stripped himself of his famous pink kimono and white captains coat, leaving him looking striking in the standard issue black Shihakushō. The dark material accentuated his broad shoulders, standing above you he towered over you he looked almost intimidating. Similarly to the bar, Kyoraku offered you a hand, pulling you easily and swiftly to your feet. You staggered into his arms, steadily yourself with your hands pressed into his naked abdomen.
Hot plains of muscles tensed rhythmically under your palms, exploring over the contours defining his physique. Long arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you flush against the body your fingertips were memorising. "Tonight is about you" Kyoraku ensnared you with his sultry tone. Deep voice thickened with lust, dripped like honey, securing all your attention. As his hands roamed your back, settling on your hips, Kyoraku leaned in to whisper next to you ear "we're going to have you delirious with pleasure at our hands"
"Kyoraku.." you moan softly, his words making you ache, pussy throbbing against your panties. He tilted your head to look him in the eyes, fingers under your chin, keeping you in place
"Shunsui," he told you with authority, leaving no room for argument nor doubt. A small cough had Shunsui looking over your head, face splitting into a wolfish grin. "And Kisuke" he added with a nod of agreement behind you, reminding you of the third party out of your eyesight.
Shunsui gave you no time to ponder that thought as he leaned down to kiss you soundly. All thought turned towards the feel of his lips in your own, the steady pressure he offered as you moulded together. Your lips parted tentatively, inviting. Obliging, Shunsui parted them more, sliding his tongue into your waiting mouth. Shunsui kissed passionately, pouring adoration and arousal into your mouth with every slow deliberate lick.
Large hands covered your hips, holding you securely against his body as he lazily tasted you, exploring every part of your mouth with eased calculation . You breathed heavily into the kiss, chasing the exquisite roll of his tongue, desperately trying to gain more. Fire burned in your veins, unmatched heat spread through your body as you cling to the man before you, eradicating any space between you.
Shunsui ended the kiss, smiling at the whine you gave, not yet ready to part. He manoeuvred you easily to turn, urging you forward into Kisukes open arms with a playful tap to your ass. Kisuke stood bare chested, having removed most of his uniform. He all but pulled you from Shunsuis hold, slamming you into him eagerly. You arms automatically went around his neck, fingers scratching through the hair at the back of his neck.
He wasted no time capturing your mouth. His tongue forced entry, dominating your mouth with his devilish tongue. His hands cupped your ass, pushing you into him, letting you feel the effect you had on him by his strained erection trapped between you. Kisukes kiss was consuming, engulfing you completely in his domination. The kiss was hot, wet and perfectly erotic. Impeccably constructed to have you craving for more.
And then there were more hands on you. Kisukes hands kneaded the swell of your ass, gripping overflowing handfuls of that perfect flesh as he groaned into your mouth. Shunsui wrapped his arms around your middle, heat radiating through your back as he pressed up against you, trapping Uraharas hands at your ass.
Dropping feather like kisses at your shoulder, Shunsuis hands smoothed their way up your body, moulding against your breasts and squeezing the generous weight. You moaned into Kisuke, arching your back between them at the overload of stimuli pulling your attention different ways. Someone nudged your foot, opening your stance. Kisuke took advantage, pressing his leg between the space provided and rubbing his thigh against your core.
The loud moan you gave broke the kiss, your head fell back to Shunsuis bare chest, panting heavily into the room as Kisuke increased the pressure behind his thigh. Shunsui kissed your cheek, dexterous hands undoing your obi and pulling it from your body. Kisuke attacked your exposed throat, sucking harshly at your pulse point. His hands pushed his way into your Hakama, resuming his groping on your bare ass as Shunsui pulled your kosode from your frame.
With a wet pop, Kisuke released your neck, meeting your eyes with a devious smirk. Another roll of his thigh had you moaning loud, hand tightening in his hair you pulled Kisuke to you in a bruising kiss. You could feel Shunsui run his hands over your naked stomach, dancing across your skin leaving a burning trail in its wake, to run his thumbs under the band of your bra. Unclasping the material, he guided the lingerie over your arms to throw into the room.
Your freed breasts felt heavy, nipples pebbling impossibly hard at the slap of cool air. You ground yourself over Kisukes thigh, seeking more delicious friction over the place that needed it most. You could feel the dampness ruining your panties, threatening to leak out onto the strong thigh. Your laboured breathing was almost embarrassingly loud, eyes screwed shut as you tried to savour every touch, every caress
"shall we move this to the bedroom?" Shunsui muttered into your neck, shifting only when you nod earnestly in approval. Kisuke removed his hands from your Hakama, only to push them over your hips and down your trembling legs. You kicked them off your feet, nudging away your tabi socks along with it
Standing clad in only your underwear, the men detangled themselves from you, giving you space to move. Kyoraku laced his fingers with yours, guiding you through his home to his master bedroom. Kisuke trailed along behind you, eyes glued to your ass, watching the way it swayed with every hurried step. A sharp slap rang out as he swatted at your ass, chuckling darkly at the surprised squeal you gave, tripping over your own feet in an attempt to escape the sting.
Shunsui looked back over his shoulder amused, quirking an eyebrow at Uraharas impatient groping. Another slap sounded out in response, ass reddening intoxicatingly. Entering his room, Shunsui turned, pulling you to his chest
"I think Kisuke needs a little attention love" he grinned down at you, one hand sat on your hip, the other cupped your full breast, tweaking your nipple between his fingers and pulling a sweet moan from you. He kissed you fleetingly, murmuring darkly against your lips "why don't you show him how good you are with this pretty mouth" the idea sent a shock of arousal through you, eagerly you turned, finding Urahara completely naked, comfortable in his own skin, hand slowly pulling over his hardened length.
Your eyes hungry took in the lustful view, his the body tense with arousal, hooded eyes boring into you dangerously. His cock was impressive, long with a decent girth, it had a slight bend, angling the leaking head upwards. With an encouraging nudge from Shunsui, you close the distance between you, sinking easily to your knees.
His cock bobbed in front of you with every pull of his hand, precum wetting the tip. You lean forward, licking the droplet away. The subtly salty taste exploded on your tongue, encouraging Saliva to build in your mouth. The musky scent of his arousal invited you closer, taking the head of his dick into your mouth and sucking it gently. Urahara released himself, throwing his head back and groaning as he relinquished his throbbing dick to your hand. You fisted the shaft, slowly tugging up the silky heat. Your tongue swirled around his head, deepening in colour with need.
Kisuke smoothed down your hair, staring intently as his dick disappeared into your mouth. Cheeks hollowed, you suck around the length, massaging the underside with your tongue. You wrapped your fingers around the base when he started slowly thrusting his hips, gliding his cock into your hot, wet mouth. You feel Shunsui join you on the floor, kneeling behind you.
His hands swept away your hair, exposing your shoulder. Sweet kisses burned your skin, calloused hand exploring your naked back "you look so pretty with your mouth full" his dirty praise made your clit throb, you moan in response, vibrations travel up Kisukes cock and straight to his balls. His hand tightens in your hair, pushing you more onto his length, with a whispered "fuck".
"doesn't she, Kisuke?" He addressed the one thrusting into your mouth. You look up through your lashes, watching the euphoria darken Kisuke's features.
"beautiful". He whispered only to you, using the grip he had on your hair to quicken your movements. Relaxing your throat, you tried to offer more room for Kisuke to thrust into. Hands cupped either side of your head, pulling you onto his dick as he thrusted forward. Breathing harshly through your nose, you concentrated on relaxing as a gag threatened to escape.
Shunsui's hands roamed your body, smoothing over your skin in a torturously slow pace, the slight pressure of his palms warming and relaxing your muscles. When one of his fingers toyed with the thin strap of your thong, pulling the material to the side and away from your ass, you moaned deeply. Wriggling your hips in an attempt to get some much needed relief. You faintly heard the small pop of a cork, the sound of something slick sloshing about a bottle.
Hands smoothed over your ass, slightly parting the pert globes. You struggled to concentrate, persistent cock sliding into your mouth, the feel of hands on your body. When a slicked finger brushed against your hidden hole, you jerked in surprise, chocking yourself on the cock thrusting into you.
It set of a chain reaction, gagging around Urahara, he instinctively thrust forward, harshly hitting the back your throat with a guttural groan. Eliciting another strong gag, you spluttered wetly over his dick, struggling in his hold
"shhh" Kyoraku whispered in your ear as Urahara pulled from your mouth, giving you the chance to draw raspy breaths, spit falling from your swollen lips as you try to calm yourself "relax, love" Shunsui kissed against your neck, licking over the mark Urahara had left there. "I'll make it feel good, I promise".
No longer choking, you begin to relax. Kisukes thumb wiped away the drool glistening on your lips, heatedly watching the exchange between you and Shunsui. "Concentrate on Kisuke" you nod obediently, inching forward to pull the thick straining length back into your mouth. Now expecting it, The wet finger returning to your asshole didn't make you jump, but you did tense apprehensively. The digit brushed against your puckered hole, rubbing small circles over the tight muscles.
His other hand wrapped around your stomach, fingers dipping low to slide over the damp fabric covering your cunt, running his finger over your slit. Your hips ground down, grinding against the friction you so desperately sought . His finger blindly sought out your hidden clit, circling it once when he did. You whined around the length in your mouth, pulling a groan from Urahara at the brief stimulus
"do that again" he requested of Kyoraku, voice straining with the restraint not to fuck into your mouth. Kyoraku chuckled darkly, circling the bundle of nerves with more force, pulling another moan and groan from you both respectively. The finger at your ass relentlessly continued massaging, liberally lubing up the area.
"your soaked already" Shunsui continued his filthy commentary, having the desired effect on both you and apparently Urahara, as he huskily moaned at his words, returning his hand to fist in your hair tittering on the edge of painful. "Your dripping through your panties, wetting my fingers"
You whimpered, rotating your hips on his fingers, slurping loudly around the phallic sitting on your tongue. "I wanna taste" Shunsui whispered into your ear, sliding his fingers down under your panties, teasing through your dampened folds. Pleasure erupted through you at the feel of his fingers brushing against you without the barrier of your wet underwear. Two fingers curled and pushed inside of you, pumping them slowly, coating them with your arousal.
Lewd, wet noises getting pushed around by the probing fingers had you flushing with embarrassment, cheeks turning flaming red. Too busy writing on the fingers pleasuring you, you relaxed enough for the probing finger at your ass to slip in, breaching your hole, pushing past the tight ring of muscles up to his knuckle. You keened highly at the intrusion, ceasing your hip rotation at the new full feeling.
Kyoraku held still, allowing you the chance to adjust to the new sensation. Slipping his fingers from your clenching pussy, he brought them up to his lips, sucking on them over your shoulder "delicious" he murmured lowly, dropping a sweet kiss to your shoulder "sweeter than the finest sake, I could drink you down all night "
His words had you clenching your thighs together, greedily swallowing around the engorged cock leaking pre cum on your tongue. Shunusui takes hold of your hand, directing it to your dripping folds "I think Kisuke wants a taste"
Your eyes catch Uraharas, misted over with arousal, his tongue slowly licking his lips. Slipping your fingers down your underwear, you can't resist the temptation of curling your own clit, slick with your own arousal, you circle the bud, gyrating against your fingers. You feel Shunsui twist the finger in your ass, slowly loosening the impossible right grip engulfing it. You feel a drizzle of warm liquid slowly trickle down the cleft of your ass, pooling against his finger. Gently he eases his finger out, leaving the tip in, gathering the lube. He pushed back in slowly, deeper than before, rutting the digit inside you
Resisting the urge to pull away, your slender fingers reluctantly move from your throbbing bundle of nerves, dipping into your wet heat. The amount of wetness surprised you, sliding in easily. Hand motion restricted by your panties, your shallowly thrust them into you, gargling around the rigid length you were lavishing with attention.
The heady smell of arousal thicken the air around you so much that you could almost taste it. The finger wriggling around your ass found an easy rhythm, stretching your virgin walls. You could see Uraharas thighs shaking, trembling with the restraint he held. You carefully removed your dripping fingers, careful to not wipe away your arousal on your panties. You lifted your hand up high, an offering for Kisuke to sample your nectar.
With your tongue swirling around his cock head, tracing over the Bulbous shape, Kisuke bent at the waist, licking up your juices dribbling down your fingers. Wrapping his lips around your fingers, Kisuke groaned deeply. His tongue mirrored your own movements, lavishly twirling around, chasing every drop coating your fingers.
"good girl" Shunsui praised you, hand holding your hip to keep you in place as he pushed a second finger through your tight muscles. You released Kisuke with a gasp, a sharp sting accompanied the painful stretch "you're doing so well for us"
"ah!" The pain filled exclamation escaped you, instinctively you tried to move away from the burn. His fingers were too thick, too big in the small space. Kyoraku held you tight, stilling his fingers to let you adjust. At the sight of a tear streaming down your face, Urahara knelt before you, cupping the back of your neck and pulling you into a deep kiss.
You could taste yourself on his lips, his demanding tongue parted your own easily, claiming the inside of your mouth. Shunsui kissed his way up your spine, slowly scissoring his fingers to stretch you. You grunted into the kiss, willing yourself to relax . Kisuke swallowed your moans, keeping you engaged with his rolling tongue.
"so good" Shunsui spoke lowly "nearly finished, just think of how good it'll feel getting filled by both of us". The mental imagery helped ignore the painful stretch, slowly ebbing away as you adjusted. Kisuke freed your lips, panting heavily. His cock hung heavy between you, begging for attention. The inventor smoothed his hands over your thighs before spreading them suddenly.
He slipped his hand under the elastic of your panties, trailing a finger up your slit and slipping it into your velvety walls. Your inner walls were deliciously hot, sopping with your juices. Urahara slipped in a second, digging in deep he curled them towards himself, brushing against your spongy nerves. You cry out his name, like a prayer it left you, pleasure building and numbing the pain
Vigorously he fingered you, sloppy wet noises drowned out by loud, short moans tumbling from your lips. Your body jerked forward, leaning against Kisukes sweat covered chest for support as you silently scream, building pleasure becoming overwhelming. His idle hand cupped your breast, squeezing around the mound.
He trapped your nipple between his finger and thumb, pinching it strongly. The assault of sensations dominated your every thought, hips mindlessly bucking into his busy hand. When Shunsui pressed in a third finger, you exploded. All sound and light got sucked from the room as your vision darkened, free falling into a vast void of pure euphoria. Kisuke powerfully thrusted his fingers into you, lewdly pushing your ejaculate out of your cunt, dripping down your thighs and soaking his busy hand, dripping to the wooden floor beneath
Slamming back into your body, you shout out, gripping Uraharas busy wrist desperately. The crooked grin he gave you as he slowed his fingers had you falling into him, supporting your weight on your hands. Bent over on all fours, ass in the air, Shunsui pulled his fingers from you slowly, replacing them with something hard and cool, it filled you wonderfully, feeling heavy deep inside. Urahara pulled his fingers from you, the angle you were bent at making the angle too awkward to continue
With shaky breath you sat back on your legs, trembling with aftershocks of your orgasm. Shunsui pressed himself into your back, running his hands soothingly down your arms, nose nuzzling into your neck.
"you did so well" he murmured between fleeting kisses. With a final squeeze of your arms, Shunsui left you, leaving you cold. You turned to watch as he rose, clad only in boxers, clutching a small bottle in his hand. Reaching his large bed, he began removing the quilt, folding it haphazardly.
Kisuke tilted up your chin, waiting until you looked him in the eye before speaking . "Look at the mess you made" he whispered, rubbing his damp fingers your mouth, slowly pushing them past your parted lips to sit on your tongue. You tasted yourself, swirling your tongue around the slightly salty digits, sucking eagerly as he slipped them free " I'm going to make you do that again in my mouth" his words low and deep, He muffled your groan with a kiss, short and bruising. He nipped at your lips before standing, pulling you with him "get on the bed"
You turn in a daze, mindlessly following the order. A sharp slap to your ass had you stopping with a gasp, the contact pushing the object inside you deeper. Another stronger slap had you moving again, practically skipping to the bed and climbing on fast. Shunsui lay in the centre, arms open wide to catch you. You half lay across his chest, caged in by his strong arms, biceps bulging either side of you.
"are you ready for more?" He asked you softly, constricting his arms around you in a firm squeeze. You nod earnestly, feeling the bed behind you dip with Uraharas added weight. Shunsui flipped you over quickly, throwing off your equilibrium. His unruly dark hair fell over his shoulder, brushing against your stiff nipple ticklishly making you squirm under him.
You could feel his arousal hidden behind his underwear pressing into your stomach, long and thick. He closed his eyes and gave a rumbling groan at the friction your squirming gave his neglected cock, surging forward to kiss you. Consuming and passionate, his tongue lit a fire in your stomach, encouraging your hands to wonder over the hair covered plains of his sculptured chest.
You hardly notice when his weight shifts off you, too engorged in the kiss you shared. And then there were hands. Hands everywhere, pulling your focus multiple ways. Rough callouses caressing over your skin. Raised burns mapping your writhing legs, blunt nails trailing burning lines. A warm weight holding your breast. Hot wet breath tickling over your thigh.
You broke free of the lip lock, moaning wantonly at the array of sensations. Kyoraku is knelt next to you, blazing gaze following the heaves of your breasts, Urahara, between your legs, giving you a salacious grin. Your hips raise as he slowly peels your underwear from your sweat covered skin. Firm hands caress your thighs before parting them suddenly, firmly opening you up for his viewing pleasure.
Urahara wasted no time, settling himself between your legs and digging into the feast you offered. Licking deeply through your wet folds, slurping obscenely, enjoying the pleasant melody of your moans to accompany his feast. Back arching, you grip desperately at Shunsui, needing to hold onto something, anything to combat at the scandalous way Kisuke lapped at your core.
Shunsui chuckled salaciously at your desperation, eyes flicking between your pleasure induced pinched face and Urahara messily burrowing his face as deep into your pussy as he could get. His cock throbbed painfully, screaming out for some long over due attention. Ridding himself of the last piece of clothing between the three of you, thick cock springing free, he turned you to face him.
Your eyes widened at the sight, lips parted with shuddering breaths and escaped cries. Shunsui's cock was mouthwatering. Full and engorged with blood, the bulbous head darkened with need. He was thick, a prominent vein running along the length, decorated with corse black hair. Shunsui lifted your hand into service, his fingers wrapping around yours around his cock, coaxing you into a torturously slow drag, a generous squeeze flowing through.
When you had settled into the rhythm he dictated, Shunsui let your hand go, choosing to caress your full breast. His thumb brushed over your nipple, flicking over the pert nub at every upwards stroke you gave his cock. Dark, ravenous eyes framed with thick lashes took in every curve, every pleasure fuelled stretch of your body. Watching hungrily as you writhed beneath him, his name falling from your lips in a needy whine, "Shunsui"
"hearing your voice say my name, it sounds so sweet, coming from the lips of an angel" you couldn't get enough of the deep gravely praise, squeezing around the length in your hand appreciatively.
Urahara teased you unrelentingly, bringing you to the edge of bliss before pulling away, directing his attention else where. You groaned in protest, merciless teasing driving you to the brink of insanity. Dexterous fingers pushed their way into your heat, massaging your inner walls as his tongue twirled and rolled against your throbbing clitoris. "Kisuke.." your hips rolled further onto his tongue, begging for more "please"
"here, let's put that pretty mouth to better use" Shunsui inturupted your begging, shuffling his way further up the bed level with your head. Your hand slipped free of his cock, now getting guided to your panting mouth, cum soaked head teasing the curve of your lips "open wide for me love"
The silky, rock hard length pushed past your lips, dragging slowly across your tongue. Shunsui planted a sure hand to the wall, supporting his weight over you. You sucked earnestly, pulling as much into your mouth as you could. Your cheeks hollowed, massaging his cock with every slow thrust he gave "Taking me so well" the moan you gave vibrated around him, drawing a sharp inhale, a rumbling groan "doing so good for us"
Urahara set a vigorous rhythm against your clit, rolling his tongue seductively. His fingers matched the pace, curling with impeccable accuracy, teasing over the spongy pleasure point. When he took hold of the plug filling you up, pushing it deeper and twisting cruelly slow, you screamed. Mouth opening, Shunsui slipped wetly from your mouth, saliva coating his length and your mouth.
White light blinded you, your whole body tensed and vibrated with raw, unrestrained pleasure. Your hand fisted painfully into Kisukes hair, keeping him in place as you rode out your orgasm, coming into his mouth, over his chin. You felt like your soul left your body, circled madly in a whirlpool of intense pleasure and stimulation, only to be slammed back into your body a sweaty, writing mess. Heart beating erratically, pumping blood so violently through your veins you could hear it roaring in your ears, drowning out the cooing praise Shunsui offered you while Kisuke detangled the painful grip you had on his hair.
When you came too, your blurry vision sharpening once more, your eyes focused on Kisuke, hovering above you with a debonair grin and messed up hair "we thought we lost you for a moment there"
You huffed amused, tired, satisfied. Hands reached for the top of the bed as you stretched, your spine cracked satisfyingly, the heavy weight of slumber pulling you down. You didn't bother to stifle the yawn, closing your eyes and embracing the warmth Urahara laid on you. "Oh no you don't" the teasing quality of his voice accompanied the insistent pull on your arms, dragging you to a sitting position. Your weight settling on your ass had your eyes snapping open, reminding you of the heavy pressure buried deep inside "we're not finished with you yet"
You whine softly, from having sleep being pulled from under you or the prospect of what else they had in store, you were unclear. Kisuke nipped at your bottom lip, erection standing painfully rigid between you as he coaxed you to your knees. Shunsui chuckled somewhere to your left, dark and laced with lust. The sound wrapped around you, enticingly pulling you in. "She looks exhausted"
"she can take it" Urahara said with conviction. As he gently nudged you towards the other man. Crawling over to Shunsui, laid on his bed running his fingers along the length of his engorged cock, you weren't sure you could take it. You swallowed hard, throat suddenly drying painfully. The sweat on your skin cooling rapidly, eliciting small tremors in your extremities. Kisuke manipulated and encouraged you to straddle Shunsuis hips, hands roaming over your skin.
Shunsui looked up at you though half hooded eyes, lazy half smile pulled by your exploration of his chest. You could feel the defined muscles under the smattering of hair, bunching captivatingly under your touch. He reached between you, holding his length, teasing the head through your dampened folds. Your hips bucked, aiming to sink him in deeper. "Slow" the single command had you stilling, panting embarrassingly hard.
His hands encased your hips, slowly pulling you down to sheath his length. Excruciatingly slow he parted you, stretching out your walls inch by inch. You moaned, unable to break from his grasp to slam yourself down, fill you to the brim. The slow drag came to a merciful end, settled firmly flush against his hips. You felt so full, the pressure of the plug pushing against the thin walls, squeezing you tighter around the throbbing phallic. You rolled your hips, the Coarse hair of his pubic bone scraping across your mound.
Shunsui grunted at the stimulation, fingers digging into the flesh at your hips"so tight" his voice was strained, his composure wavering at the wet heat engulfing him, the desire to start thrusting overwhelming. You rolled your hips again , chasing the spikes of pleasure it elicited. "Wait". Urahara husked into your ear, hands holding your waist firmly. He nipped his way across your shoulder, sucking hard on the juncture where it met your neck.
Palms caressed their way over your back,to then pushing you forward to lie on Shunsui. Hands followed the curve of your spine, fondling their way over the curve of your ass to Indulgently squeeze the meaty globes. Kisuke slowly twisted the toy filling you up, dragging the lubed up material across your inner walls. Your fingernails dug into Shunsuis chest, clawing little red welts into the tanned skin, getting a masculine grunt in return.
Kisuke chuckled darkly behind you, teasing the plug out most of the way with half turns before pushing it back in firmly. All rational thought left you as you moaned crazed,tittering on the edge of reality and pleasurable insanity. Urahara worked you up to a desperate frenzy, squirming unrelentingly. Pushing the toy deep inside, Kisuke shook the plug in short fast movements, simulating the sensation of vibrations.
You have a high keen, arching your back. Hands clawed at Shunsui, desperately searching for an anchor in the whirlpool of sensations threatening to tip you into insanity. You pushed yourself backwards, chasing the exquisite feeling, fucking yourself back onto the toy and Shunsuis sensitive erection.
"Urahara" Shunsui growled in warning, his unrepentant teasing seemingly finding the edge of the captains rapidly depleting patience. He was about ready to start fucking you, Urahara joining in or not. "Okay, okay" Urahara placated the older man, amusement thick in his voice. With one swift motion that had you gasping, he pulled free the plug, letting it drop to the mattress beside him. Cool air assaulted your open channel, lube dripping past your clenching sphincter.
You screamed out silently when Kisuke filled you, a steady fluid motion had him buried to the hilt. He was much bigger than the toy, longer, thicker. He stretched you beyond what you were used to, tears prickling behind your lashes at the slight burn, the overwhelming sense of fullness "Fuck me" he groaned from above, impossibly tight, hot heat sheathing him snugly. Eyes focused hungrily on the way your ass squeezed him, almost sucking him in deeper
"Move" Shunsui ground out through clenched teeth, the added length inside you pushed against his own raging cock torturously. Kisuke pulled out slowly, letting you feel every inch as it pulled free from your clenching muscles. Holding your waist firmly, Urahara slammed back into you with such ferocity it had you seeing stars, had Shunsui muttering obscenities under his breath. He kept up the movements, progressively increasing the spead until Urahara set a frenzied rhythm, balls slapping against your ass with each powerful thrust. Shunsui rolled his hips into you, tentatively testing out Kisukes rhythm, following his timing
When he matched it, he thrusted up into you, pulling you down by the hips at every upwards motion. Breathy moans were a thing of the past as you screamed, yelling incoherent nonsense into the soft hair you were pressed into. You drowned out the masculine grunts and groans of the captains you were trapped between , lewd sounds of wet skin slapping together obscenely at their transgressions . You could feel the two hardened shafts, rubbing against each other in simultaneous movements, separated by the thin muscled wall inside. Lengths dragging against the sensitive skin, each miraculously hitting every pleasure spot you had.
You couldn't do anything but lay heavily into Shunsui and take it, coordination and rational thought abandoned you in the consuming sensations, left gasping and overwhelmed, to be used completely at their digression. The curve in Kisukes cock had him hitting a bundle of nerves you never knew you had with every thrust, expertly making you delirious with every rush of euphoria. The vein running along Shunsuis shaft added texture to his otherwise silky sex, adding to the whirlwind of sensations darkening your vision, pulling you to the edge of blissful release.
Your pussy clenched sporadically, your arousal wetly gushing over Shunsuis balls and thighs. Your ass, sore from the overuse, rippled with pain laced pleasure, tightening around Kisuke, making it harder for him to push into. His laboured breathing became harsher, eyes screwed up in concentration as he tried to deny his impending orgasm threatening to erupt. His rhythm faltered, eagerly chasing the rush of endorphins he knew were coming
"Im gonna cum" he choked out the warning, hardly audible over your cries. His thrusting turned jerky, all sense of rhythm lost as he single Mindedly rutted into you. With a final jut, burying himself into you as deep as he could go, he burst. "Fuck!" He almost roared, pulling you into his shaft and holding you tight as hot ropes of cum painted your insides. Filling up the small space in a hot, wet blanket. Kisuke rested his forehead against your back, panting into your skin as his member twitched inside you.
Shunsui slowed up his steady pounding, moving against the stationary weight of both you and Urahara leaning on him heavily. With a gentle kiss to the centre of your back, Kisuke pulled himself slowly from you with a hiss as his sensitive, slowly deflating cock hit the cool air. Flopping to the bed unceremoniously next to you, Kisuke had his eyes closed, chest heaving as he regained a steady breathing pattern.
No longer burdened with the dead weight of Urahara, Shunsui encouraged you to sit up somewhat, only to be met with a tear escaping your eye. "Your turn, love" he told you at the desperate look you gave him. He planted his feet into the bed, using the leverage to push up into you. You moaned, tiredly, pleadingly. You were overwhelmed, over stretched, overstimulated. You needed the sweet relief of all the tension in your lower half to snap. The rush of pleasure, the sweet Relaxation that followed the wave of endorphins.
Shunsuis thumb settled over your throbbing, swollen clit, rubbing right circles into the nerves. Another salty tear escaped your eyes, running down your cheek and wetting your parted lips as you moaned pitifully. Your hips rocked erratically, nails digging into the stomach you used to hold yourself up. "come with me" The husky lustful voice tipped you over the edge.
You came quickly and violently. All oxygen got sucked from your lungs. There was no sound, no light in the vast darkness that engulfed you. Pleasure tickled every nerve in your body, tensing as it pushed its way through you. You squirted for the first time, drenching the pistoning cock chasing their own release, wetting the powerful thighs slamming into you.
With a shuddering gasp you collapsed forward, finally moaning out your pleasure. Shunsui wrapped his arms around you, holding you close as he used your spent pussy. After dozen or so erratic thrusts into your quivering centre, Shunsui erupted into you, groaning loudly, the gravely sound reverberating in his chest, vibrations flowing into your own.
The sweet relief of darkness crept through your vision, threatening to pull you into its embrace. Shunsui ran his fingers soothing up and down your spine as you trembled, muscles twitching sporadically with depleting adrenaline. When your breathing evened to subconsciously match Uraharas, Kyoraku gently rolled you over to lay next to the still third, seemingly asleep.
Hovering above you he kissed you sweetly, chastely. Basking in the afterglow of your shared orgasms "you were amazing" he breathed into your lips, nudging your nose with his own. When you sighed, fully satisfied, Shunsui crawled off you, leaning over the side of the bed to retrieve s box of tissues. Blood rushed to your cheeks when Shunsui returned to you, parting your legs and sitting on his haunches, intent clear.
As gently as he could he wiped you down, cleaning up the mess created by the three of you. So strung out you didn't even notice the cum slowly leaking out of you until Shunsui began cleaning it away. You barely felt the featherlike touches as he tenderly cared for you. When Shunsui finished, throwing the towels into a small bin, he grabbed the folded blanket from the floor, throwing it over you and Kisuke before climbing in next to you
With the warmth the blanket provided, you turn to face Shunsui, Kisuke quickly rolling after you, nuzzling into you hair and throwing a heavy arm over your waist before Shunsui could "Brat" Shunsui grinned over your head. Urahara cupped your breast in response, for comfort more than gratification. Shunsui shook his head at his friend's antics, laying down to face you
"how do you feel?" His voice dropped in volume so not to disturb the nan clinging to you
"good. Tired. A little sore" you almost whisper back, sleep heavily pulling at you
"then sleep" he murmured against your lips, sleepily kissing you goodnight. You were asleep before his lips left yours, warm in the embrace of the two men that opened your world to a whole other level of pleasures