"So where are we going?" Tsubasa asked.

"Where do us japanese people go when we want a private place to play?"

"Oh?" he waited as she considered his words "Ohhh" he could feel the laugh vibrate through her body as she snuggled against his chest. If anyone had beyond mortal eyesight they could have looked up to see a boy holding a girl flying through the moonless night sky. A cute mirror of what could have been superman and Lois Lane.

Ichigo Kuorsaki was still dressed as he had been when the day started, a number seventeen white tie shirt with some tight fitting blue jeans. Yura said that the way his shirt clung to his athletic frame was hot, and he had to admit he was more than a little sweatier than normal even with the cool air pressing against him as he flew.

That he well knew was the excitement, the feeling of this girl pressed against him and knowing that he could have her. That she would let him, that she wanted him just as badly as he had come to want her. Well it was a good thing he held her like the princess she was, any lower and she would be able to feel how much he wanted her.

Tsubasa Yura looked amazing in her sweatpants and tank top, her pale strong arms bare to the night air and locked around his neck, the tightness of it revealing the rise and fall of her modest chest. See the way her pants clung to her powerful legs, he could not resist moving his hand lower to grope her amazing ass. The rook gave him a shit eating grin and "Not fair Ichigo I have to return the favor now." she let go of his neck and used both hands to slip into his jeans to grip his muscled backside.

"Almost there" he whispered then nipped the ear head spoken in drawing a yelp of surprise followed by a light bite on his neck as she returned the favor. "I've never actually been here but Keigo, he is one of my friends from school bought it up in conversion." Ichigo chuckled " he got a tour of this place once but despite his claims to the contrary I don't believe he ever brought anyone of the female persuasion there."

Tsubasa turned her head to look down at the bright city lights below them "How are we going to get down from here with all that light?"

Ichigo grinned and they vanished from visible precipitation moving thousands of feet in the space of a heartbeat. Some happy drunk almost feel over when they appeared in his no doubt blurry vision, Ichigo reached out hand made sher he did not fall over as Yura slipped out of his grasp and hooked her arm around his "Careful sir" he said with a nod and together they walked out of the alley and joined in the night crowd. Around them the world seemed to swim with Neon, the smells of street food and the chatter of people looking to have a good time.

Ichigo realized it had been a long time since he had been walking in a crowd of normal people, ones with normal colored hair, with normal life and for the most part normal bodies. He and Yura were striking, their aura, the way they walked, the confidence that they were the most dangerous thing within miles. That kind of confidence showed, even if people did not know why, they moved out of their way. Those who might have had ill intent took one look and went the other way, boys stared at Tsubasa Yura with deirer, girls stared at him with hunger.

It took him a moment to understand that he did not really care, that he was fine with the change and while that might have worried him once upon a time it not longer seemed to matter. Predator….he and the devils he knew, perhaps most of the devils did not act like, but they were natural predators of humans. Feeding and gaining strength from fulfilling there desires, it would be so easy to look for the weak minded, the fools, the simpletons and take full advantage. Perhaps that was they they had to be summoned, it was a way to make sure the majority of those who did so had some understanding of what they were dealing with.

Ichigo shivered and leaned against Tsubasa, they could give in to those impulses but neither he nor any of the women in his life would go down that path without a fight. Even if one of them might falter that was what the rest of them were there for "I love you" he whispered the sound only for her ears, lost in the mortal noise around them.

"I love you too Ichigo"

He lead her to towards one of the towering buildings near the center of this mass of color and sound, "Really" she said as she took note of the massive edifice he was leading her towards.

"Apparently its one of the biggest and most expensive of its kind, though Keigo was very clear it is not high class it is just the best."

"Why would he say that?"

"I think its their motto" he replied

Yura put her hand over her mouth to suppress the noise as they walked through the front doors, the lobby looked like any other you might find in a high end hotel. The floor was polished marble, the seating was all dark wood and red velvet, Chandeliers hung from the ceiling to give a warm lighting to the room and besides the man at the front desk there were two others in fine suites whose large size screamed bouncer or in this kind of place "Security"

Still neither made a move to stop them even though both got their attention at once, if they were even halfway trained they would be able to notice that the two people walking in here were different. Though then again they might be used to that, "Hello" the man at the desk gave them a nice smile. He wore a suit himself and looked like a rather happy fellow in general, his black hair was receding a little but his brown eyes sparkled with good cheer and more than a hint of mischief. "How may I serve you two lovely young people tonight?"

"Well we would like to rent a place for a few hours"

"Ahh not staying the night then?"

Yura grinned "People would miss us if we were not back before the dawn"

"Ah" he nodded solemnly "Well I will say no more and as per hotel policy I don't remember anyone or anything that comes through these doors." As he said that he pulled out a rather fancy looking menu "Will there be any need for room service tonight?" Ichigo shook his head and the man left a second menu on the desk "Then if I may, I will show you all the open options we have for tonight."

Ichigo took a step back and gestured to Yura "You pick I let it be a surprise"

Her blue eyes sparkled as she took up the menu and looked it over, she spent a good thirty seconds before looking up at the concierge "This is a lot of variety, its hard to pick one."

"If they are on the same floor you can pick to or even three, though they are full price so beware of that."

"Money is no problem" Ichigo said, pulling out the black card Serafall had given him, the man took one look at that and his eyes went wide as door knobs "Oh my" he looked over both of them again "You two really are hiding."

"Something like that" Ichigo said as cryptically as possible "This one" Tsubasa said pointing

"Yes miss" he bowed to her like she was some sort of empress "It will be done as say." he turned to his computer and began to type as well as picking up the phone to whisper a few quick instructions.

After that he turned back to them and Ichigo handed the man his black card, the jolly concierge handled the thing like as a snake about to bite him and seemed relieved when he was able to hand it back "Very well all is payed for" he gestured to the elevator "Please have a good evening."

Together the two Rooks walked through the doors and only when they closed and started to take them up did Ichigo pull out the black card and look at trying to find what had clearly scared the man witless. He glanced at Yura who shook her head "I have no idea"

"Perhaps is that fact that there can't be that many unlimited resources cards though that does beg the question of why he would know about them."

The doors opened quietly and they into the elevator filled with mirrors so that they could see themselves from every angle if they looked in the right place. "Neat" the Rook laughed as they were pulled up in almost absolute silence only the slight rumble of the machine at work gave away what was happening beyond the four walls.

The number 54 appeared on a small screen and the elevator stopped, a woman's voice issued from a speaker "In the interest of privacy for everyone involved please wait as the hall is being cleared of staff and guests."

"You know, I have never been to one of these places before."

"Neither have I" he replied dryly.

"Well I should hope not, my boyfriend is not allowed to be a slut"

Ichigo put his hand over his heart "Me" he said in a false offended voice "A...Slut? He shook his head and made a clicking sound "I'm not the one who cum's on their kings knees because she is spanking them."

"I told you that in confidence" she replied in mock offence.

They were both laughing when the voice spoke again "Please make your way to your room, the hall's must be clear whenever possible, thank you and have a pleasant evening. They stepped out onto a wide floor, and he was reminded of the fact that they were in a large skyscraper. Unlike an actual hotel there were no long corridors, rather all around them was a wide circular floor, with rooms sectioned off with large circular walls and well made doors. The could see the windows looking out over the neon of the city, knowing that they were tinted and no one could see them.

"Come one lets not annoy the staff" he said "Though you will have to lead the way."

The rook nodded and lead them away from the elevator and across the carpeted floor and true to form for a place like this, they saw no one, not staff, not guests, nothing. It was quite and when they reached the room marked "MMA" Tusbasa brushed a card across the lock and there was a click. Ichigo blinked a little as the entered the very well lit room. The walls were painted bright white with a soft matted color of crimson. The colors contrived to make the room see bigger than it was and he could see way as he took in the rest of it. Above them lights that would have belonged in an arena had been set in such a way that it was hard to make out the ceiling and gave the impression of almost ans endless expanse above them. The center of the room was taken up by an eight sided ring with roped off sides, its center a white foam over some hard surface. It took up most of the room, leaving about three feet between the ring and the walls.

To the right was a door labeled 'Locker Room' and after both of them had taken in the room Yura began to walk towards it "So what did you have in mind when you picked this room?"

The girl's mouth twitched in a faint smile "My kind of first time, with the winner getting to top the loser" she paused in front of the 'Locker Room' "Said fight will be in our base forms, I've seen your skill at bare hands and I think I can beat you. At least if you don't have your godlike strength and speed to back it up."

"Well that sounds like a challenge I can't ignore" he said as she pushed open the door and they walked into what was really a large bathroom, with a large shower, but a fancy locker room bench on the side with two sets of right shorts and wrappings. Tsubasa looked around for a moment "Huh no tops?"

Ichigo titled his head "I mean this is a love hotel but still that is out of theme"

"Eh" she shrugged "Who cares" she pulled off her shirt and tossed it to the side revealing her bright red sports bra before was off her and on the floor with her shoes and socks, his eyes locked on her as she bent over and wiggled out her pants in a way that could not have been an accident. For a moment he was lost in the smooth strength on display. Her body was more like his than any of the other girls he knew. A smooth flat belly, arms and legs that showed lean visible muscle, a few markings here and there, a scar, a mark, and yet it held a quality his never could. Her ass was perfect, curing out from her flared hips, and even that held a bit of muscle. Her beasts that fit so well in his hands, perhaps the only part of her body that was fully soft and pliant. Her blue hair hung down her back and set an amazing contrast to her fair skin and it was an effort not to run his hand through it.

He almost felt disappointed as the fighting shorts went up her legs, but then saw how tightly they clung to her modest curves and decided it was not too much of a bad thing. Tsubasa moved with practice as she wrapped her hands and arms with the bandages, notably ignoring the gloves that hung on the wall. He licked his lips at the sight of her naked breasts as she turned to look in the mirror and nod to herself, of course she saw where his gaze was and ran her wrapped hands over the modest pink nipples, making them poke out like they were in a cold shower. "Your turn" she said moving an arm to cover them and leaning back against the wall.

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He did as she told him, and turned to pull off his shirt and she wondered how close her feelings to seeing him stripping down matched his to seeing her. His back was corded with lean muscle, a bit lopsided to his dominant sword arm but gods above she could spend a long time tracing every bit of it with her fingers...and tongue.

His arms were larger than hers, looking closer to a bodybuilder than the rest of him, muscled from wrists to shoulders though none of it was obscene in the way professionals might be. He turned a little and she got a good look at his flat stomach and developed pecs. The way the light in this room played off his slightly tanned skin only deepened the hunger she was feeling right now.

Her boyfriend bent a little, lifting one leg as he wiggled out of both his pants and underwear in one go much to her approval. She took her time to ogle his tight ass and muscled legs before moving to his rather erect cock, it had been in her mouth and between her butt cheeks enough that the size no longer sent a pang of worry though her mind. Still had not been able to get the thing to go into her throat without her gagging but that was what practice was for. She noted that he had taken some time to groom his pubic hair to a neat trim. It was an effort not to reach out and grab it, to feel its curved length and just get to the good part of what tonight was going to be. "Patience girl" she murmured under her breath "We can wait."

She had been very careful not to let him see her own sex as she changed, after all she had a surprise for him there but no need to get ahead of herself on that matter. The red fighting trunks went up and it only made his erection seem all the more prevalent as it became trapped in the tight fabric, forced to stand at attention in what seemed like a painful vice. Lastly he wrapped his arms and hands with the bandages just as he had seen her do and flexed them to get a good feel for how they would affect his movements.

He turned to look at her and she watched his eyes drift downward to where her arm covered her modest charms, taking a little pity on him...and wanting to see him grow harder, she had seen what his inner hollow could do to that part of his body, Tsubasa lowered her arm and watched as his breathing quickened and his tongue flicked over his lips. But there as no major change in his cock, perhaps she needed to be touching it for the thing inside him to take notice.

"Well ready?" she asked.

"Ugh" he stammered before nodding

"Good lover boy, lets get in the ring" she turned and made sure to put extra sway in her hips, knowing that he loved her to see her ass in motion, or turning red under his palm" she giggled a little at that last thought and without further consideration jumped up and over the ring edge and the ropes to land lightly on its surface. That moved her thoughts away from sex for a moment as she lived out a fantsay of stepping into a ring just like this and taking on all comers. That dream had died the moment she realized how unfair it would be to fight a mortal opponent, but hey if Sona wanted to make a school system perhaps she could make a UFC in the underworld.

She felt the vibration though her feet as Ichigo landed behind her "I think I made this clear but the winner gets to top the loser, that ok with you?"

"Oh yes" he replied.

"Good, just want to set the ground rules, this fight is base form only I want to see which one of us is the better fighter."

He nodded and turned his back on her, taking in breaths through his nose, gripping the ropes with both hands. Curious, she watched for about sixty seconds until he turned around again, hands raised, notably he was now flaccid… until his eyes drifted to her boobs, then after another moment he was erect again. "Fucking hell" he mumbled

"What?" She teased pulling in her arms to so that they pressed her charms together into nice cleavage "Distracted?"

His brown eyes narrowed at her and it was clear he was going to start if she did anything else. "Wait" she chided "I need to stretch first" he blinked in confusion as she turned her back on him and began to stretch, bending at the waist to start with her arms...it was only coincidence that her ass, profiled as it was by the tight shorts she wore moved and flexed under the fabric. It was the purest accident that as she stretched out her leg by leaning on the floor with her palms and splitting her legs to either side as far as they would go, that her ass was pushed out as enticingly as possible.

She took her time to work each leg individually, her taut backside always presented to him, by pure accident of course. She leaned over to archer her back with her hands and feet flat on the floor. "Keep that up" he warned "And there will not be a fight."

Tsubasa Yura smiled as the fantasy of him pouncing on her, shoving her face into the made leaving her ass vulnerable for him to take as he pleased. It was an option but that was not what this room was for, so with a sigh as if she did not understand what his deal was she stood and looked back at him. . It seemed her little show had woken up the hollow in him right nicely, his cock was at its full glory now, wider and bigger than before and judging from his expression it might have almost been painfully hard. "Well aren't you going to stretch?"

He bit back whatever he was going to say and nodded, taking his time, and not making a show of it like he had...not that he needed not, not at all. He put his arm around his other and pulled, stretching the shoulder and biceps, letting her see the power hidden under the skin. It was a real treat to watch his limbs strain so that every he made to keep his body in shape was revealed. Once that was done he kelt and stitched one leg out to the side letting her admire the shape of each one as he stretched both in turn.

Sometimes she wondered if he released just how sexy he was, his power, his looks, his effects, his will, all mixed as one and and turned him into something desirable. He never showed off his body, he never tried to strip tease, or leverage his good looks in any way she noticed.

He set his stance with his arms tucked into his sides and began to slowly widen the stance to stretch the inner parts of his legs, something which the Rook fully took advantage of position to boldly and intently ogle his trapped cock and make it clear to him she was enjoying the experience. He colored a little at her lustful gaze and seemed unsure about what to do next. To her slight disappointment he stoped his stretches and nodded at her, or rather at her boobs "Ready."

Yura nodded and walked to the middle of the ring, waiting until he did so and they touched fists and both moved to attack at the same time. It was a perfect cross counter as both rocked back at the blow. It did not really hurt all that much, but any fear that he was not going to take this seriously went with the blow.

He moved in on the attack, a punch flashing out at her chin, Yura batted the blow aside with her right hand, stepping forward with the movement and bring her left up for a strong body blow. The attack made contact but he was fading back with the blow and his free hand snatched at her wrist.

She let him grab it but surprised him with an elbow to the chest, he saw it coming but without his god-like speed he was not able to dodge it this time. Which he clearly decided meant that he would just have to take it and make her pay. She saw stars as his head collide with hers and knocked her back. Which was when she took advantage of the fact that she was a devil, using the force of the blow to flip back her foot flying out like it was a kung fu movie and clipping his chin before landing on her feet.

He gave her a look of disapproval "A flick kick?"

"It worked didn't it." she had to backpedal as he rushed forward his hands flashing out but never reaching her, that was until he trapped her against the rope and drove a knee into her chest. That told her he did not quite know how rings worked, the blow hurt but the stretchy bands used to line the ring gave a place for the force of the blow to go as it went back with her body. She let herself bounce back and tackled him. When she had said base form she has included the fact that they had been gifted enchanted strength so even though he was bigger he went down hard.

Too hard and they both bounced off the mat and he shoved her hard enough that she was sent tumbling to bounce against the ropes and back onto her feet in time to dodge his foot. Returning the favor by sweeping the other one and knocking him on his ass and jumping back to get some distance. He was so damn tough and aggressive, and it confirmed that whatever kind of hybrid he was, that her boyfriend was much tougher than she was even at their base form. Plus the longer they fought the more he learned, the more he learned about her, how she moved, how she acted and reacted. Just like when they played basketball he would find her number and exploit it.

It was annoying when she found it so hard to do the same to him, so she used what she had, using a boxer's semi hopping motion to make her breasts juggle. She saw when his focus broke as he checked a charge and took a step back to shaking his head as if to clear it. However when she went on the offensive his focus returned as if it had never wavered. A life like his, filled with life and death struggle, it seemed as if they were in the heat of the moment his body and mind knew what to do. They exchanged punches and a few kicks, but she could never keep it on the offensive, she needed to hit him hard because otherwise he would just power through her skillful jabs and elbows.

If it were by points alone she would be winning, but he just kept coming, he did not stop, and he never word. She was starting to feel pain in her arms as she blocked, deflected, and countered his punches. So time to change, she bounced back and landed on the ropes and used them to spring up higher and flip over him. Ducking under as spinning back fist to leap forward and slam both of her fists into his midsection knocking him back into the ropes which nearly stretched to the walls before flinging him back into her waiting fist. Or that was the plan, he somehow got one of his hands under him and slammed it into the mat sending him over her attack and until the wall behind her. The wall held as he struck it feet first and bounced back into the ring, rolling to his feet and leaping for her, his legs snapping out kicks at head height. Yura twisted away from the blow and stuck hard for his side as he landed. But found only empty are as he tucked into a roll at the end coming to his feet and rushing her before she could take advantage.

She took two hard blows to her chest and head as he overwhelmed her with ferocity and power, and she let him knock her to the ground. His guard lowered for just a second and it was enough for her to entangle his legs with hers and knock him sprawling. She rolled over to slam an arm across his neck and link with her other arm, squeezing with all her might. At last as she felt his motions, felt his attempts to break the lock, she found an area of fighting where she was far better. She used her legs, she twisted at the right angles, keeping herself behind him, keeping his body up counting his rook strength with her own as she held on for dear life.

She did not squeeze tighter as she was not trying to kill him, plus that might auto trigger his powers, so she just held on loving the burn of her arms, the feeling of his hot skin struggling against her bare chest. But he was just so tough, he fought so hard, her arms began to feel numb, her body began to tell her in no uncertain terms that if she did not start using her powers it was going to give out.

Perhaps a heartbeat before she would have had to let go, he tapped the mat, tapped it three times. Yura let go her arms falling limp to either side, her chest rose and fell with great heaves as she listed to him cough his way back to oxygen. "I win" she forced out.

"You...did" he said after a long moment "You" He coughed "Are going to have to show me how to the get out of that."

"Be" she gasped "My pleasure lover boy"

She felt jealous of the way he got back to his feet and walked over to lean on the ropes to catch his breath, her body was still burning with the effort of holding him in place for so long. Thankfully the fight was over, and she summed her power, or rather the power he had given to her. It flooded up from her the area just above her crotch, flooding her nerves like vaporub. He too, she noted, was glowing with those sexy blue lines of his as she found her second wind and stood up to hold her hands skyward. "It only took depriving you of most of you power, and fighting you in a way you had no training against to win" she said dryly "I am the best."

"You are" he agreed "It has been a long time since I have been beaten"

"Yep and its time for the loser to kiss the ring so to speak" he looked back at her as she bent to lower her shorts to the ground and kick them off her feet.

She very quickly had all his attention as she kicked them up to her hand and tossed them aside with a bit of dramatic fanfare. "You" he whispered in a husky voice "You shaved."

Her lips quirked in a smile "I asked Serafall what I could do to be even more sexy for you and she told me you prefer shaved."

"That was told in confidence" he murmured under his breath however he did not deny it, rather he opened his mouth but she shushed him with a hand.

"I can do what I want with my body...loser" she said the last word to remind him who was in charge right now "And if that means I have to do a bit of hair removal cause that turns you on well" she smirked "That is not so bad, plus if I want it back I just need to wait a few weeks." he nodded at her trying to look her in the eye but right now her moist sex was a much more alluring sight and she knew it. So when she stalked forward the motion locking his eyes between her legs. She felt so powerful in that moment, as she shoved him back to the mat.

He landed lightly on his back as she mounted his face, pressing her ass down just hard enough to make her point, she felt his warm tongue part the lips of her sex a moment later. She let out a shameless moan as his tongue worked her, immediately moving her finger to tease her little pearl. He would always push her hands away so he could tease her to the very end, what she was doing now was for her pleasure and she moaned and rocked on his face. His tongue knew her sex very well by this point, it knew her better than perhaps any of his other girls. It slid along her sensitive outer lips, reaching up to tease her clit, his tongue running across her fingers in the process.

She leaned forward so she could grind her sex into his face, rolling her hips a little wantonly pointedly ignoring his painfully hard member even though it was in easy reach.

"Yes" she moaned as moisture leaked from her slit onto his face, his mouth, his chin, it almost felt like she was marking him as her's… and since he had marked her womb with his mark it felt more than a little justified. Her fingers quested again for her clit and between that sensation and his eager tongue it was not long before she felt her core seize up and pure sensation shoot through every neuron in her brain. Her legs tightened around his head as she used it like a masterbation toy, riding out her orgasm until the very end.

When it was over she put her hands on his chest and panted, the pleasure was just as good as when he was the one dominating. He tapped her thigh gently and she eased lifting her hips off his face, now shining in her juices "Good boy" she whispered letting her body settle down.

"Not gonna lie, that was pretty hot" he replied.

"Good cause your gonna do that again" she did not even wait for an answer before grinding her crotch back on his face, rolling her hips side to side before settling to let his tongue do what it did best. His hands quested upward to touch her ass and then paused to see if she would stop him, when she made no motion to do so he used the motion to massage her cheeks even as his tongue probed her depths, even as her fingers reached down to abuse her clit even more. "FUCK!" she howled, lifting her free hand to fondle her boobs. So much sensation from so many different places. It was when one of his fingers began to press in and out of her anus that her body clenched up and she howled again and started bouncing up and down. She trusted in his toughness to not be hurt by actions, plus his hands were now clamped around her hips slowing her descent ever so slightly.

Though his finger that had been poking at her backside was now fully buried to the knuckle the feeling was weird but not unpleasant. But now she wanted more, and pulled away from him, reaching a hand under his shorts and tearing them off with a negelant flick letting his erection spring free to attention. It was paler than the rest of his skin but she was used to that now, her boyfriend let out a pained gasp as the cool air assaulted his exposed cock.

"Hope your ready for a ride" she said with pure confidence "And I swear if you cum before I do, you are going to regret it." His response was not forthcoming and as she turned to look at him she noted that his gaze was fixed on the profile of her exploded back, her amazing ass and the way her blue hair played against her skin. His eyes were glowing blue with excitement as he realized what she had planned, and for him it had to be the best of both worlds. Amazing sex and the joy of watching her ass in motion, it was why she knew his favorite position was doggy, though if she had her way this reverse cowgirl was going to be right up there...she just had to hope she did it right since this would be her first time.

"No touching" she whispered as she slid over her cock, her dripping sex ready, oh so ready for this, having waited this long she had no patience anymore. Turning her face away she hid the sudden blush that flooded her face as she felt his member press against her abdomen. It was like a measurement of how far he was going to pierce her and though she was never going to tell him, it was a little intimidating.

Yura lifted her hips to rub her lower lips up and down the length of his cock, feeling it grow hotter and start to throb against her sex. The heat off their touch was electric and he moaned low and husky with the purest need. In the light of the room his cock glistened with her essence. Tilting her smirking face to watch him as she rose up and aligned her pussy with the head of his dick.

Sweat beaded in his face, his chest rose and fell with harsh ragged breaths, his hands clenched into fists as he struggled not to thrust his hips up and just take her. He had such a strong sense of honor, her man, it was his own brand but endearing nonetheless.

With a deep breath of her own she lowered herself slowly onto him, pausing for a moment as she felt his dick start to press into her. She only paused for a moment but it was enough for her man to let out a pained moan. That won a grin from her, he must have though she was teasing, well no more of that then. Gently she lowered herself just taking in the tip, feeling it, savoring the sensations that flooded though. Sucking in a breath she just dropped the rest of the way, feeling the slightest flash of pain as his huge member speared her to her core. Her head bent back as a moan tore itself from her throat, mixing with the cry of pure relief from the man under her.

Her whole body vibrated as her ass settled on his hips, for a moment she could have swore he was pressing against her lungs "Fuck" she swore and just rested, feeling the heat, the sensation of pure fullness. She mastered her voice so it came out haughty and amused "Well how is it?"

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"F-fuck" was the only word he could say, this feeling was something he would never get used to, the feeling of becoming one with someone he loved. The pleasure as she squeezed around his dick, and the view… the sight of her perfect ass as it started to move, as she lifted her body so that only the tip of his dick was still inside her. To see the muscles of her pale back, the powerful thighs and hips that spoke of a lifetime of work and effort. This position was definitely his second favorite.

It was all he could do to hold back his moans as Yura moved with hypnotic smoothness, neither fast nor slow, the tight vice of her vagina a steady sensation. Something he was coming to equate with a rook's innate power. The strength it granted her applying to everything from her arms, and feet to the place between her legs. Or in Koneko's case up her backside, "May I touch you" he asked, or rather begged. Her eyes turned to him glowing the same blue as his own, she looked down at him like some mythic queen. Studying him as if to see if she had tortured him enough. Her ass came down to rest against his hips, the whole of his length inside her as she bore down on him with her core. He almost came, almost, but with his eyes locked her hers he bore through it blue lines of the glowing Blut flaring across his body.

She smiled and gave him a simple nod, instantly his hands came up to grasp her hips and buttocsk, marveling in the feel of her skin and the muscle beneath. She made a quiet gasp and turned her head from him and then started to bounce. No more slow and steady pace, she tilted her head and moved. Up and down, up and down, the slap of her ass on his hips, watching the way her skin rippled with the power she was putting into it.

It was hard, it was an effort, but he was very fit, and began to slam his own hips upward, feeling his cock slam into her deepest spot filling her compleatly. "FUCK YES!" she howled "DO NOT STOP" That was easier said than done, the effort of it making him lose focus, letting him feel the tingling in his balls that told him he did not have long. More or less like an animal he bucked his hips up no longer in time with her but unable to do anything else. "Are you going to come?" She asked "Are you going to come before I do?" she laughed "Pitiful"

Her words were of course a joke, a teasing barb in line with their play, but it still stung a bit. Even if that was normal… His eyes flickered yellow "What else can you give me" he thought. What followed was a flood of energy and focus, joined will as he held himself back even as he moved faster.

"Shit" she gasped as his upward thrusts became even more powerful, actually lifting her body off the mat. She lost her pace for a moment and bounced on top of him like a helpless toy. But it was only for a moment, as she get her legs back under her and returned his thrusts with equal power. He held onto her hips for dear life as all reason fell away from his mind, "That's better" she gasped "See if you can keep that up."

That got a growl from him and it was an effort to keep the sudden rush of need to overturn her and pound her into mat, pound her until she was begging him for release. Thankfully the source of those instincts was not fighting him on this issue, guess his hollow loved watching her ass move as much as he did.

So he clenched his fist, closed his eyes and kept moving, kept stabbing into that moist tight vice whose sweet torment begged him to let go and release himself. However Tsubasa Yura had stopped talking, her head was still leaned back looking skyward, her pants, her almost voiceless moans spilling out. But just like their duel she was fighting him, trying to win and complete her dominance. But this time, he was more experienced than her so he reached, his arms just long enough to curl around her hips, his fingers just long enough to brush against her clit. That small strike, unexpected and unforeseen was enough, she slammed down on him and her howl of animal pleasure rebounded throughout the room. His eyes almost crossed at the unbearable tightness of her pussy as it seemed to strangle the life out of his cock. The vibrations that shuttered though her body massage him while he was inside her, the way her ass was clenched for all it was worth. It was one of the most beautiful sights he had ever experienced, when at last she sagged he summoned one last burst of raw strength, his fingers digging into her hips as he slammed himself up one last time before releasing his seed. A much smaller orgasm shivered through his Rook, on in time with his own eruption as he painted her insides white.

Slowly she leaned back to rest on him, his cock still hard, still inside her, and in a few moments ready for another go. "Fuck, that was great" she gasped.

"Agreed"

"Why did we wait this long?"

"Cause I am a stupid"

"Not true" she sighed "But we can go with that for now"

"Well then, My Rook" he whispered that last part in her ear and she shuddered at the pure naughty power of those words "Whenever you are ready, though this time I am going to bury your face in this mat."

She opened her mouth and he glared at her "Don't you say it."

It was not enough or perhaps his glare was not anywhere near as effective as he thought it was "Sounds good daddy"

Tsubasa Yura was lucky she was so hot, otherwise that would have shriveled him up….."fuck you Aizen" he mumbled as a terrible memory flared across his mind...only to be broken as Yura tightened up on him and seemed to gain her second wind.

"Ready" she said "Come and get it"

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