Warnings - Bad writing, smut, no plot whatsoever, OOC stuff, spelling errors

Pairing is a harem, and you know the usual stuff.

Also, this is older/DILF Ichigo since it feels weird not seeing enough of him.

Ichigo uttered a string of curses as he climbed down the ladder to Mr. Hat-and-Clogs's training chamber. The place brought back memories of how he regained his shinigami powers to rescue Rukia. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted the man who called him here. The fan in his hand waved in his direction, motioning for him to come over.

"Kurosaki-san over here," The man yelled, placing the fan to his mouth, allowing his voice to carry over to him as he dropped down. His feet landed on the rocky terrain, the sound echoing throughout the underground training cavern. "So glad you could make it!"

Ichigo tried ignoring the cheerfulness in the man's voice, but his eye started twitching. Knowing that this man decided to get him to do a job for him right before his date with Orihime was planned. "What do you want."

"Oh, is that how to treat an old friend?" Kisuke asked, grabbing him by the shoulder and moving him to a suspicious spot in the middle of the cavern. Alarm bells were going off in Ichigo's head as he thought about what the man was plotting. "Is this about Yhwach's Reiryoku?"

"Nope, be a good listener and stand there, please; don't move a muscle."

"What?" Ichigo asked, watching Kisuke stand a good couple of meters before him. A lever was next to him; he grabbed hold of it. A devious smile on Kisuke's face as he stared Ichigo in the eyes. The ground Ichigo stood on opened up, revealing the black void known as the Garganta below him.

"You really think I was going to fall for that Kiskue," Ichigo said as he formed reishi under his feet, allowing him to stand on air. Rolling up his sleeve as he readied himself to kick Kisuke's ass for the dirty trick he was trying to play on him. Not seeing the shadow from behind him.

"Nope, it was merely a distraction," Kisuke commented, causing Ichigo to stop in his tracks as he slowly came to the relaxation of what was said. The armored leg came down faster than he could react as he was pushed into the opened Garganta below. A curse left his mouth that was directed to Kisuke.

"You know he's gonna be pissed when he returns, right," A purple-haired figure said, staring into the void and watching Ichigo become a small spoke of dust in the distance. The dark-skinned woman wondered why Kisuke didn't just schedule the job for when Ichigo didn't have plans already.

"Oh, I know he will, but I have a secret weapon," Kisuke answered, laughing manically into his paper fan. Earning a raised eyebrow from Yoruichi, who was curious about what type of weapon Kisuke had against his student to use.

"I don't want to know," She replied as she left the underground training area, briefly hearing Kisuke respond that he wouldn't tell her anyway. A bulge appeared on her forehead at that statement he made.

Ichigo shivered as he looked around the snow-covered area he landed in. The crater from his falling from an unknown distance was evident behind him as he scanned the horizon for any sign of civilization. A slight flickering of light that he could barely make out showed signs of a city or town. Focusing on the spot, he sensed the amount of spirit ribbons ahead of him. A sigh of relief left him. At least there was some life in this cold hole he fell in.

He started running towards the city, ignoring the cold on his skin as he picked up pace. The snow around him became a blur—the use of Shunpo allowed him to cover the distance in no time at all. Seeing the outskirts of the city, he came to a slow stop. The amount of steps decreased from what he was previously doing.

Coming to the outskirts of the town, he stretched as he made his way along a deserted street, passing by warehouses left and right. Some of them had spirit ribbons in them, and some did not. He guessed the occupants were sleeping, seeing as the sun was already down, so he left them be. He would ask his questions to someone who wouldn't likely give him any issues. The sounds of tires screeching caught his attention as he looked up past the snow falling around him, seeing two headlights drive recklessly by him. His eyebrows rose at what the rush could be that they were driving so recklessly.

'Maybe I should check it out,' He thought to himself, breathing into his hands and keeping himself warm as his feet carried him in the direction the white van was heading. He watched as the van stopped outside of one of the warehouses. The windows were tinted to prevent anyone from seeing inside, but the strangest things were the weird markings on the side of it. Like the van was being shot with something, he had to guess. The garage door opened slowly as he tried peeking inside the warehouse but could barely make anything out deeper inside, only the area where the van was.

The garage door jammed as it tried closing behind the van that just entered. One of the rear doors from the van opened as someone walked out wearing a mask of sorts, dragging a white-haired woman out from behind him as another masked figure pushed her from behind. Her mouth gagged from what he saw.

"Well fuck me," Ichigo said as he walked up to the garage door, each step he took getting closer to the conflict that awaited him. Plans were slowly being made inside his mind as he tried to figure out the best course of action. The voices carried out of the garage as they placed the woman down in a chair.

"Come on, can't we have a little fun with her before we return her?"

"Likely, he did say something about sending a message to Jacques."

"So it might be our lucky day, is what you're saying."

"What better way to send a message than his wife being raped by a couple of the Faunus he detest so much."

"Gonna go get the rest of the men. This is going to be fun."

Ichigo walked up before the masked figure pointed a gun at him. His eyebrows raised as he stopped walking, thinking about what he should do next. He looked at the man's appearance and saw the white mask with two fangs on it and a white vest covering his body, keeping the man warm, he guessed. Protecting him from the weather.

"What do you want, human?" The masked figure sneered at him as he approached the open garage. Their orders were to make sure no one found them, but this stranger was walking straight towards them wearing nothing but a t-shirt and some jeans in this weather. He couldn't have been one of the homeless folks who knew to stay away from them.

"Actually, come here; we got some extra coats and vests if you need one." He said, lying through his teeth. He just wanted the human to get closer for an easier shot, so there would be one less loose end for them to clean up.

"Sure," Ichigo said as he shrugged his shoulders, getting ready for a fight. He doubted that the bullets could pierce his skin, but he didn't want to ruin the only shirt and pants he had. "But what did you mean by calling me a human? Aren't you human?"

"What the fuck did you say to me?" The man growled out at him, forgetting about wanting a perfect shot. He wanted to blast this man's face clean off up close now for considering him a human.

"What's the issue over there?"

"Nothing, just a stupid human being noisy gonna take care of it real soon."

"Come on, hurry up and just blast him already. We're going to have some fun with the Schnee."

"So, mind telling me what you are if you're not a human?" Ichigo asked, standing now only six feet away from the masked man. There was just enough space for him to summon his sword and swing it if needed.

"Are you stupid? I'm a Faunus. We're white fang, and you die today."

Ichigo nodded his head in fake understanding as the gunshot echoed out, ruining his shirt before the man tried shooting him again.

"Going to be honest with you, I do not have a single clue what you just said means. But I'll figure it out later," He said as he summoned Zangetsu, the singular blade cutting through the air with ease as it bisected the person in front of him. The ground splitting where he used to stand, along with part of the building vanishing from the power behind it. That would be a lie, Ichigo told himself, staring at the now roofless building before him. The remaining occupements staring wide eye at him. "Damn it, thought I held back enough."

"Yo," Ichigo said, waving to the remaining occupants as they pointed their guns at him, every single one of them on alert as he walked into the building. "Can anyone explain to me what a Faunus is?"

"Fire!"

Ichigo just blinked owlishly at the man who yelled that out. A wave of bullets made contact with him, destroying the rest of his clothing as he stood there dumbfounded by their stupidity or bravery. He sighed in annoyance, something he was doing more often than he would like to admit. He wondered if it was from his old age that he started doing that. He walked forward and grabbed the person as he punched him in the face. The man started shaking in his hand. Ichigo looked at him, confused about what was happening. He didn't punch him that hard before he realized what they were doing.

"You guys just shooting your own friend!" Ichigo yelled at the White Fang members before a bullet entered his mouth, lodging itself in there as he fell backward in surprise at the sudden intrusion.

"We got him fuck yeah!"

"Take that, you dirty human bastard!"

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Making sure he's dead," A grunt said as he walked forward towards the fallen intruder. His team followed behind him as they kept their guns aimed at the body. The man barely clothed as they looked at his naked form. "What the hell is that?"

"I think that's his dick?"

"You sure? I've never seen one that big before?"

"I don't know, man. Why would I be looking at dicks to compare?"

"Hey, the White Fang doesn't discriminate. We support one another," The grunt said, trying to hold in his laughter before looking at his face. The man's head was a shade of purple like he was choking on something. A spitting sound rang in his ears before he fell on top of the human.

"God damn it," Ichigo yelled, pushing himself up from the ground and removing the body off of him. How the hell were these people dying so easily? He wasn't even trying that much. He glared at the two remaining White Fang members. "Now we can do this the easy way where you guys leave after explaining what a Faunus is to me, and I recuse the lady over there, or I can punch you till you lose consciousness and I recuse the lady over there."

"You can't force us to spill shit!" One of them said as they turned the gun around and pointed the barrel of the rifle at their head. "Surrender, or I'll blow my brains out."

"Yeah," The other one said, standing next to their partner and taking the same position with their rifle pointed at their head. "Surrender or I'll do it too!"

"What the hell are you doing?"

"We see how it is, you monster! You won't take us alive, you sick son of a bitch!" They yelled in unison as they pulled the trigger, stunning Ichigo as he was left there wordlessly at the gruesome display of carnage.

"What the fuck is going on!" He yelled, not understanding a single thing that happened and still having a bunch of unanswered questions. He walked over to the tied-up woman who was staring at his crotch wide-eyed from the scene that was caused by the territories, he guessed. He needed to get her out of here and to a doctor fast. "Come on, let's get you out of here."

He undid the bindings that covered the woman. She stared at him, her blue eyes looking up at him as he reached his hand out to her. Ichigo watched her grab his hand and pull herself up from the chair. Before he was surprised by the action she did her arms wrapping around him and hugging him. His brain short-circuited for the briefest of moments as he realized the predicament he was in. His clothes were destroyed, and he felt two heavy and decently sized objects pressing against his chest as she hugged him. "Thank you for saving me."

"Yeah, no problem," He replied, trying to get the woman off of him. "Are you hurt? I need to get you to a doctor, don't I?"

"No, no, I'm fine. You managed to stop them before they were able to hurt me," She said as she pushed off him a little, enjoying the feeling of his muscles against him. He only looked a couple of years younger than her. "Though if you want to be of help, you can escort me back to my home, and you can properly be rewarded for your troubles. As a Schnee, I can't let the debt go unpaid."

"Yeah, sure, I can help get you home, no problem," Ichigo answered, wondering if she would be able to help him understand the world he was in. It would make his life easier if he knew what the basics were. "I think the van they brought you in is still working after all."

"Good, good," she said, still not having let go of him. "By the way, my name is Willow Schnee, and you are?"

"Ichigo Kurosaki," He answered as they exchanged names as they got into the unharmed van. The woman told him about what led up to her being captured and the circumstances of everything that happened till he intervened.

Ichigo stared out the window of the van, looking up at the mansion that Willow told him to drive to, his mouth opening and closing at the sheer size of it.

"Impressive, isn't it?"

"Yeah," Ichigo answered as he parked the van they were in front of the mansion, but impressive didn't perfectly describe what he was looking at. He looked up at the snowflakes that seemed to be hovering over the pillars as they rotated in a circle.

"Come, I'll show you the way to the guest bathroom so you can freshen up," Willow said as she got out of the van. Motioning for Ichigo to follow her. "And get a pair of fresh clothes, too."

Ichigo's face turned red in embarrassment as he remembered his problem of his lack of clothes, his garments having been destroyed by the gunmen. He followed after Willow as he tried covering his junk to no avail. "You don't have to cover yourself if you're embarrassed we're the only two here at the moment."

Ichigo thought it was weird that they were the only two here but didn't question it, not trying to hide his junk anymore as he walked behind Willow. Following her inside of the extravagant mansion. He looked around before focusing on the woman he rescued.

His eyes took in her appearance for the first time since meeting her. Her hair was tied neatly up in a low ponytail that was over her left shoulder. Covering her body was a light purple jacket with light sleeves and a wide belt around her waist. His eyes were glued onto her waist and hips. Those childbearing hips of hers called to him as he controlled his blood from rushing south as he tried to look away from her ass, which filled her outfit nicely and complimented the rest of her body and begged him to pound to she lost consciousness. He stopped that train of thought, and he wasn't a seventeen-year-old anymore. He was Ichigo Kurosaki, a loyal and loving husband to Orihime Kurosaki and father to Kazui Kurosaki.

"So here is the master bathroom," She said as she walked inside of her and Jacques's bedroom, leading him to their own personal bathroom. "Feel free to use anything in here as you see fit, and sadly, this is the only thing we have to cover you at the moment. Maybe in the morning, we can get you fitted for some clothes."

Ichigo stared at the pristine white robe that Willow pointed out for him, not paying attention as Willow turned on the water for him and took one last look at him before walking off back the way they came.

"Oh my," she said, imagining the long appendage of the man that swung in the air as he walked around. The thickness and length was unlike anything she'd seen before. Entering the kitchen, she grabbed a bottle of red wine and placed it to her lips as she imagined what that man could do to her if he wanted to. She pulled out a piece of streak that they had before it was supposed to be thrown away since no one ate it, but she doubted that he would mind it being reheated for him. He didn't seem like the type to care about wealth or class from what he talked to her about on their way here. If she had been younger, she bet that there would have been a chance between the two of them, even if both of them were married. Placing the streak on the dining room table, she almost forgot that her youngest daughter was in town this week as the water turned off. Maybe she could hire the man to be a combat instructor for Weiss. She thought as she drank more of the wine from the bottle before pouring some into a glass for them.

Ichigo walked down the stairs as he headed to where Willow's spirit ribbon was, seeing that she was in the dining room. He found Willow sitting at the dining table with a glass of what looked like red wine in front of her as she sat there staring at it. The bottle next to her was almost empty. He didn't take that long getting washed, did he? "Oh, Ichigo, my hero!"

Ichigo looked at the woman as he sat down next to her the only other chair on the table for him to use with a plate of set in front of it. "Do enjoy it. It's some of the best wine and streak that Atlus can provide, after all. Nothing less for you."

"Yeah, thanks," Ichigo said as he adjusted the robe that was left for him. Sure, he wasn't completely nude now, but it still felt weird wearing someone else's clothing. He picked up the fork and knife, cut off a piece of the steak before him, and placed the piece into his mouth.

"Are you not eating?" He asked as he finished the piece of streak and replaced it with another piece. Looking at Willow as she rested a hand against her face as she stared at him.

"Oh no, there's something else I had on mind for my meal," Willow said, scooting closer to the orange-haired adult next to her. Her hand on resting on his thigh as she snuck it in between the robe he wore and against his cock that she was transfixed on from earlier. "Something a lot meatier than some puny steak."

Ichigo almost choked on the piece of streak he had in his mouth. Her hand gripped his length as she messaged his cock to life under the robe he wore. He could barely contain what he felt earlier when staring at her body as she jerked his cock off. Repeating over and over again that he was a loyal husband to Orihime and that she would urge him to fuck this milf silly till she was bow-legged. His thoughts were interrupted as he felt the coolness of the air on his length, the robe having been opened up as his dick stood hard and ready for use.

Willow licked her lips as she stared down at the monster between Ichigo's legs. Her hand could barely wrap itself around it fully. It was bigger than the cock she's seen. A single bead of precum appeared at the top of his mushroom tip. Her tongue flicked out to catch it. A moan left her lips at the taste that entered her mouth. Something about it was addicting as her lips parted, and her mouth opened up wide, trying to take his girthy meat into her mouth before she was stopped by Ichigo.

Her eyes widened, a gasp leaving her mouth at the action. The surprise on her face didn't last long as she returned the kiss Ichigo was giving her. Her mouth opened, her tongue meeting his. A soft moan left her lips as her breasts were pressed against his chest, her nipples growing erect. Her hands wrapped around him as she brought him closer, trying to get as much contact with his body. She was so caught up in the moment that she didn't notice the hands that were undoing her belt. Her skirt fell down to the ground as the kiss was broken.

Ichigo had a firm grip on her ass. His fingers dug into her plump buttocks as his lips kissed her neck. Leaving a trail of kisses along her collarbone and back up to her chin, her mouth hanging open, begging him for another kiss. Her pussy was dripping wet from the love and affection the man was giving her.

"We should probably continue this in the bedroom, no?" Ichigo asked as he broke away from her skin, allowing her to focus on answering his question.

"Yeah, we should," She answered as she started to walk towards the master bedroom before Ichigo stopped her grabbing her arm and pulling her back into his chest. "I have a more interesting way to walk up there," He said as he picked her up easily and flipped her around. Her pussy in his face as his cock slapped against hers. His tongue licked at her slit as he walked towards the stairs and carried her at the same time.

A gasp left her lips as her toes curled at the pleasure the man was providing her with. His tongue lapped at her entrance, teasing her lower lips. His hands spread her butt cheeks apart as his tongue entered her. The feeling of him eating her out caused her legs to shake, her juices flooding his face. Her breathing was becoming labored as she couldn't think straight anymore. She tried saying something to him but couldn't form the words.

Her juices sprayed onto his face. Her body went limp in his arms as she fell against him, her hands resting in the air. He continued licking her pussy, cleaning the mess that she made, and sucking her clit into his mouth. The action sent a shiver down her spine. She still needed to please him, she realized as they made their way up the stairs almost to the bedroom. His cock hitting her in the face as it bounced with every step he took.

She licked the underside of his cock as they continued the rest of the way to her bedroom. Her hands gripped his length as her lips kissed the tip. Taking it into her mouth, she sucked on it. The head of his cock pushed into her mouth with ease as her tongue ran over the tip.

Ichigo grunted at the pleasure Willow was giving him. His fingers digging into her ass as he felt the familiar buildup in his balls, ready to cum. He pushed Willow down further onto his cock, taking in more of his cock than he thought she could handle. His testicles were touching her eyes.

Willow felt the pressure in her throat, his cock pushing into her mouth. The girth of it stretched her jaw out, causing her jaw to start hurting. But the feeling of her throat bulging as her nose touched the underside of his cock, was enough to send her over the edge. Her eyes rolled up into the back of her head as her toes curled in her shoes. She never came so hard before in her life. Her body was shaking. Her juices sprayed out as she gushed, coating his face and her thighs.

Ichigo held back from cumming inside of her throat, not wanting any of his cum to go to waste as he entered the bedroom of hers. He placed her on the gigantic bed in the center of the room. His cock was still buried in her mouth as he took a couple of steps back, enjoying the feeling of breaking in this milf. He slapped her face with his cock a couple of times after pulling out, trying to get her to regain focus.

Willow came to after a couple of seconds, a couple of drops of saliva and cum dripping down her chin. She was still high from her orgasm, and her body felt weak, but she had to pleasure the man who saved her. She was a Schnee, after all, and she had her pride. She got up onto her knees, ready to please the man in front of her. Her hands massaged his balls, and her tongue licked the underside of his cock.

Ichigo placed a hand her head pushing her back as she looked at him confused by the action as she fell back on the bed, her legs spread as Ichigo jerked his cock off. She realized what he wanted as she pulled her folds apart, seeing Ichigo grinning at her from above as he got between her legs. Rubbing his gigantic cock against her folds.

A loud moan left her mouth as his cock was buried inside her cunt. She could feel the tip of his cock poking at her cervix. Her eyes rolled up as she came immediately, her hands gripping at the sheets on the bed.

Ichigo groaned at the tightness the woman provided. He pushed the rest of his cock inside her, not stopping till her stomach had a bulge from his dick. He pulled back, his cock almost exiting her. Willow was already a drooling mess at the feeling. Her breasts bounced wildly as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him into her embrace.

Ichigo was buried in the woman's bosom as his hips thrust back and forth into her. The bed creaked from the force behind the action. Each thrust Ichigo made caused Willow's breast to jiggle wildly as her moans filled the room.

She couldn't take the pleasure her body was feeling. Her mind went blank. The only thing on her mind was the feeling of him pounding her pussy. Her toes curled at the sensations that were coursing through her body. Her fingers dug into his back.

Ichigo could feel her pussy walls squeezing around his cock. Her juices splashed everywhere from her orgasm. His balls were hitting her ass, creating a slapping sound each time his hips connected with her. He grabbed ahold of her waist and lifted her up. Her head rested against his shoulder as he bounced her up and down on his cock.

Her tongue hung out of her mouth as her eyes rolled up. Her nails dug into his back as her body shook, her juices flooding his cock. She couldn't take it. She was cumming constantly, her juices were covering him. It was like this man was conquering her body, wanting it to know that it belonged to him now and no one else.

Ichigo pushed her back down onto the bed, his cock leaving her as her legs were spread for him. Willow was panting, her body covered in sweat. Ichigo got between her legs, his cock lining up with her entrance. She moaned loudly, her voice echoing out. His cock stretched her cunt, causing her to lose consciousness for a second. Her body went limp, but her tongue refused to go back into her mouth.

Ichigo smirked, proud of what he did. He was a husband to a beautiful wife and it was only right he learned how to truly please Orihime. Of course, he would learn a few things over the years. He slapped his cock against her face, his cock coated in her juices. It was time for the main event before he noticed something strange, there was another Spirit Ribbion here when there wasn't before. He focused on it, realizing it was on the other side of the door. A smile came to his face as he realized the best way to get his first load out.

Willow didn't know what happened. The last thing she remembered was the feeling of being stretched out; her body was feeling pleasure that it had never had before, but now she was feeling something bigger push into her. Something was filling her up. She opened her eyes and saw Ichigo towering above her, his eyes looking down at her with lust. She gasped as he was entirely inside her. Her mouth fell open, but no sound came out. She was upside down on the bed facing towards the door as Ichigo squatted over her, pressing his dick against her lips as he entered her once again.

Ichigo couldn't believe the sight before him. He was standing over Willow, her stomach bulging out from his cock as he felt his release approach rapidly. He was slamming into her at a rapid pace. Willow's legs were hanging in the air, her ass being raised off the bed, her head and shoulders were the only thing keeping her down on the bed. The slapping of his balls against her skin was echoing out. The person decided it was best to wait on the other side as they spied on them. "Come on, get pregnant!" He yelled as he felt the first blast of cum leave him.

Willow's body shook as his cum blasted inside her womb. The amount was so large it was filling her up. Her stomach grew larger and larger, and it was starting to hurt. She could feel it leaving her. Her pussy was stretched to the limit.

Ichigo was still cumming. He couldn't stop his cock from spewing inside her. He pulled out, his seed flowing freely out of her. He rubbed his cock against her ass. Cum was covering her body. She was in a dazed state on the bed, his semen still coating her body. He aimed his cock, shooting a large glob of cum on her face, painting it white. He didn't stop there as he continued to cum on the milf. Making sure that she would be thoroughly drenched in his baby batter.

His cock was still hard and ready for round two, his balls were from being empty, and he didn't feel the least bit tired. He walked over to the door, his cock spraying cum every now and then on the floor as he walked. He made a mental note to have Willow clean up the mess later or this other person. Opening the door, he stared down at the person who was spying on him and Willow. He saw what looked like a miniature Willow fingering herself on the floor as she looked up at him. Hearts in her eyes as she looked up at him like he was something else non human. His cock slapped against her face as she realized what she had to do. Kissing the tip, she crawled into the room after the man.

Some of this stuff was inspired by Borderlands cause that shit rocks.