To be honest, I'm as surprised as you all are that I'm doing so much this week. I was not expecting to get three back-to-back commissions, let alone all for the same story. It's kind of insane to me, especially because I heard back from someone helping me with an IRL project this week that allowed me to finally get some progress on that. And then there is another thing I'm involved in that I have to prepare for that's going to occur April 12, so now I'm in this frenzy of working my full-time day job, completing these commissions, completing my independent project, and preparing for the thing in two weeks. It's a really good thing I have a dedicated rest day each week, or else I'd definitely get burned out from all this…
Either way, y'all know the drill. Let me know about something you'd like me to write, I'll let you know if I'm comfortable writing it, you pay me, I send it. Quick and easy, just like that. Enjoy the smut.
Date Night was like a breath of fresh air. While having Date Night always be between the three of us was nice in concept, it didn't allow us to spend time with each other where we could focus on each other. There was always a balance to the shared Date Nights, which usually meant I wasn't able to make either of my girlfriends feel as special as I wanted them to feel. So, instead, there were three Date Nights a month. One was shared, one was with Unohana, and one was with Yoruichi. There wasn't really any system to it past that, sometimes one of them would get the first date of the month, sometimes the shared date would be first.
Date Night tonight was with Yoruichi, and it was at a restaurant. If I said that to someone, I was certain they would imagine a nice, classy restaurant where Yoruichi and I would dress up elegantly and share polite laughs over wine. That wasn't up Yoruichi's alley, even if she did on occasion enjoy being in such a setting with the right person. What was up her alley, was a far more casual restaurant, notably one that had a bar, where the fanciest one would dress would be a button-up shirt. She had worn tight-fitting jeans with open-toed sandals and a V-neck black top that hugged her torso wonderfully. I had, in turn, put on a pair of blue jeans, white sneakers, and a red cloth shirt under a brown fur jacket.
It was chaotic, impulsive, and wonderful. We started with sharing a sushi platter, Yoruichi coming up with the idea to hand-feed each other. Her idea wasn't from it being a cute image, but so that she could turn it into a game of how many rolls we could get in each other's mouth. Naturally, the winner would get some sort of reward from the loser, and she kept it vague what said rewards were. I had no concern over it, her rewards usually ended up being something both of us enjoyed anyway. I still won anyway, distracting her at the last roll by poking her in the boob and getting her to gasp in shock and laughter. We then transitioned to the bar in the restaurant, browsing the menu of drinks and ordering each other whatever caught our eyes. An older couple who definitely was trying to get us involved in their swinging challenged us to a game of darts after we were a few drinks in. They put down that if they won, we'd play more games with them in their hotel room, and so we responded by declaring that our reward for winning would be for them to pay for our next round of drinks.
There was no denying the game was a bit unfair, a perfectly normal older couple against a centuries-old master assassin and a war veteran who threw his allies as projectiles. Didn't stop us from making sure we won, though. They were thankfully able to share a laugh with us after, when they realized they had been the ones who got played, and when we let them pick the drinks they were ordering for us, we found that they tasted delightful.
We played a few more games while there, not just darts, but a few other simple things like seeing how little we can spill while feeding the other their drink. It was a wonderful time, and I couldn't remove the smile from my face.
Then, after we left the restaurant, Yoruichi pulled me down to kiss me fully on the lips before letting me go and stepping away with a teasing grin. I watched her walk backwards with her hands clasped behind her back, wearing my jacket that she had taken after our game with the older couple. My smile growing into a smirk, I chased after her, with her giving a half-hearted retreat. After a few steps, I caught up to her and brought an arm around her waist to hold her close before leaning down to kiss her, sucking on her lips to discover their flavor. Sweet and salty, flowery yet savory, citrusy while also fruity. A collage of flavors from all the drinks we had consumed that night, but under all of it, the taste of her honey-flavored lip gloss. The werecat smirked into the kiss and giggled when our lips separated, our mouths close enough that our breaths intermingled.
She twirled out of my hold and danced across the street in only a couple steps. Reaching the other side with her back to me, she shrugged her right shoulder out of the jacket, causing it to fall to her elbow, and glanced at me over that shoulder. The look was burningly hot, tease and challenge all in one. I understood the game instantly, and continued the chase. It wasn't a long journey from the restaurant we were at to my house, but we hardly even noticed the distance in our game, her prancing away from me with half effort while I jogged behind her. It was almost every block that I managed to catch her, drawing her in for a deeper and deeper kiss each time. Pulling her in with one kiss, pressing her body against mine so that we could both enjoy how the other felt against us. Reaching around her with both arms so that one hand could come down to squeeze her ass. One time I caught her while her back was to me, and I turned her head with a grip on her chin to connect her lips to mine, the woman sensually grinding her ass into me as she brought a hand up to thread her fingers in my hair.
A wonderful game with no losers, we continued it until we reached the house, taking longer and longer as we went, as we became more involved with each other each time. The last time I caught her was at the front door to the house, where she waited with her back to the door and a sensual look in her eyes. When I caught her, I leaned down to scoop my left arm under her ass and lift her up, the dark-skinned beauty instantly wrapping her legs around me as I pressed her back against the door. Her arms threw themselves around my shoulders, one hand coming up to fist in my hair as the other one went down to feel the muscles in my back. Her lips happily welcomed mine and our tongues intertwined, tasting the liquor that coated our mouths and the natural flavor we each possessed. My right hand fumbled around in my pocket, my attention heavily distracted by the woman in my arms as I searched for my keys. Her sensual hums and moans in the kiss did not help me in my search, though it helped in other ways for other things. Finding my key ring in my pocket, I pulled it out, felt around until I recognized the shape of my house key, then leaned back, pulling Yoruichi with me.
My knuckles blindly slid along the wood of the door until my fingers touched the cold bronze of the doorknob, wherein I then used my fingers as a guide to find the keyhole and slide the key into the lock. The first time, I accidentally put it in backward, the key barely going in at all until I turned it around. It slid in easily, and I heard the lock come undone before the knob turned, allowing us to push inside. My left arm shifted slightly, moving from holding her thigh for stability to the meat of her ass, my fingers sinking in even through her jeans. Unohana was not in the house tonight, spending the night in the Soul Society since it was Yoruichi's turn for Date Night. Which meant it was just myself and the mocha-skinned Goddess for tonight. I slammed the door shut behind us, harder than I meant to since most of my mind was on getting to the bedroom to continue this further. Deciding I could find them later, I tossed my keys in the direction of the couch, hearing a soft thump, and then rumbled around the door until I slid the deadbolt shut.
All responsibilities dealt with, I kicked off my shoes in the entrance and strode toward the direction of the stairs as quickly as I could. Yoruichi pulled back from the kiss, slid the hand groping my back to my front, and then pulled the collar of my shirt down before latching her mouth onto my neck. Her teeth sank into my flesh, and I had to slam the palm of my right hand against the wall for stability as she gave me a hickey. A delighted hum left her as she marked me, and she pulled away from my neck for only a moment before dipping down to mark a different spot. Far more enthused than before, I kept my right hand against the wall and rushed up the stairs, taking two at a time. I didn't want to jostle her too much while she was wrapped around me, or else I would have taken three at a time. I reached the top of the stairs and the first thing I did was slam her back against the wall, pressing my forehead against the plaster as I ground my hips into hers, earning a mewl from her while she was still latched onto my neck. My cock throbbed inside my pants and I squeezed her ass while grinding against her one more time before I lifted her from the wall.
She whined as her hold on my hair tightened, her lower body reciprocating to my grinding. I almost stumbled mid-step, but held my legs firm as I reached the door to my bedroom, throwing it open. I shut the door by slamming her against it, turning the lock to ensure none of my dad's shenanigans occurred in the morning. A gasp left her from the action, though not one of disapproval. Every noise she made invigorated me, made me more hungry to earn even more from her.
To my surprise, however, once the door was locked, Yoruichi unhooked her legs from my back and lowered them to the ground. I instantly pulled back, relinquishing my hold on her ass as soon as her feet were on the floor. I met her eyes, and found an excited look was in her gaze, with a brilliantly sensual grin across her lips.
"You remember that sushi game we played at the restaurant, don't you?" She purred. I stared at her for a moment, my liquor-addled brain taking its time to recall what she was referring to. Then it clicked, and my grin returned, excitement bubbling up within me.
"Is it time for that reward that I earned?" I asked. Her hands came up to my chest, and she began walking forward. I allowed myself to be pushed back, her directing me slightly until the backs of my knees hit the bed and I fell back, my hands going behind me to support me. Her golden eyes remained on me as she then swung one leg back, slowly slinking backward until she was only a couple of steps away from the bed.
"Let's see if you can guess what it is~." Yoruichi breathed as she idly slipped her sandals off, kicking them away and past our ability to care. She spun on the ball of her right foot, stopping with her back to me, still with my jacket hanging halfway on her. The Goddess started to sway her body from side to side, swinging her hips the most exaggeratedly, and she slowly raised her hands. Her hands rested behind her head, with her elbows stuck out, which lifted the hem of the jacket enough to be above her waist. It allowed me to have a wonderful view of how her jeans hugged her ass, the small piece of perfection it was. She rotated her hips in a circle, my eyes following each movement and appreciating the slight wobble that could not be contained even in the tight confines of her pants. She gyrated and bounced on the balls of her feet, and it took no effort at all to disregard the jacket she was wearing in favor of watching how her lower body swayed and shook. Then she dropped her arms, and the jacket fell from her other shoulder. However, before I could be grateful that the garment was removed, she spread her arms again to hold it in place, right over her ass. Golden eyes peered over her right shoulder at me, and a sensual smile was on her face. "What's the magic word~?"
"God, you're hot." Tumbled from my lips immediately. They were the only words I could think of right now, that and the word 'ass'. Her smile widened.
"Good boy~" She congratulated before shifting her arms. She relaxed her left, causing that end to fall first, then once the sleeve had fully freed itself from her, she swung out her right arm, tossing it into the land of 'It's Off, We Don't Care'. Her hands then flattened to her sides, pressing into the outside of her thighs, and she seductively swayed her body as she slid her palms up her body, throwing out her ass in my direction as she moved with a rhythm that hypnotized me. She caught the hem of her shirt with her hands, sliding it up only halfway up her body before releasing it once it had bunched up under her breasts. It revealed the mirrored lines of bright red on her flesh, streaking out from the band of her jeans, which made me gulp as I instantly realized she had prepared for the night with a thong that stood out on her skin in the best way.
Her arousing movements had not stalled during my revelation, as her hands had moved to her front and hefted her chest. It was gratifying for both of us that I could see how her bust shifted even while looking at her from behind. I wanted so badly to get up, rip her clothes off, and fuck her, but I wanted even more to enjoy this personal show. With another sensual snap of her hips, she brought her hands down from her chest, sliding her palms down her stomach to the front of her waistband, where I heard the slow zip of her pants fill the room. A moment later, her jeans noticeably loosened around her waist, and she slid her hands around, her fingers under her waistband.
She curled her upper body down, her hands pushing along her thighs to slide the fabric down. I almost moaned at the sight of her ass being unveiled, finding myself breathless regardless of how many times I had seen it before. I particularly enjoyed the red mound between her legs, visibly wet with her anticipation. The Goddess slid her pants down to her ankles before straightening, curling her spine back to keep her ass as pronounced as possible in her rise. She pulled her left foot free, then kicked the jeans away uncaringly. I could sympathize, wanting no more than to watch her pull down the second layer.
Anticipation filled me as she brought her hands against her sides once more, sliding them up her body toward the band of her thong and pausing once she was in perfect position to grab the sides and pull it down. However, she instead slid her hands further up. Mild disappointment filled me for only a moment before she grabbed the hem of her shirt and enticingly pulled it above her head. With her arms straight up above her head, I could see the outsides of her breasts bounce after being freed from the shirt. It was also at this moment that I realized she hadn't wore a bra to our date.
It was that revelation which made me snap, flinging my shirt off my body as I stood up and stomped up to her. I sensed the victorious smirk on her face rather than saw it as I grabbed her waist and pulled it back to grind her ass against the bulge in my pants. Finding that not nearly satisfying enough, I lifted my right hand from her just long enough to undo my pants and push both them and my underwear down enough for my achingly hard cock to slip out. Once both of my hands were once more filled with Yoruichi's oh so wonderful skin, I pulled her in again, this time making sure to slide my dick between her thighs, the top of my shaft rubbing against her clothed mound. It made her instinctively squeeze her thighs and rub herself against me.
"You know, it's cruel of you to make me choose between watching you do something so hot and having sex with you." I teased. She brought up her left hand to grab onto the back of my neck and lowered her right to rub her palm against the tip of my cock poking through her thighs.
"I dunno, between feeling you staring at me like I'm the greatest thing the Soul King ever made and feeling your throbbing cock between my legs, I feel like I'm winning either way." She teased right back as she slowly rolled her hips along my shaft. I groaned at the feeling, then decided that I didn't want to watch any more. My hands slid down from her hips, appreciating every inch of her warm and soft flesh, until I reached just above her knees and got them in a tight grip. With a huff, I lifted them up, pulling Yoruichi into a full nelson with her knees on her shoulders and her lower half swaying in the air.
"Going for my ass tonight? You've certainly been giving it a lot of attention recently, not that I have any complaints about that." The Goddess smiled widely.
"I was just making it easier to put you in position." I corrected as I turned us around, walking us over to the bed and lowering her down so that she was facedown, ass-up with her arms in front of her and her body in the perfect position to receive my dick. "I might get to your ass later, but my priority right now is to make sure that tight pussy of yours is well-fed." Understanding the meaning behind my words with ease, she reached behind her to pull the thong aside, exposing her pussy dripping with want.
"Don't hold back on my account, Berry-kun~" She sighed, looking up at me over her left shoulder with a mix of tease, sensuality, and utter love. I couldn't make her wait after a declaration like that, now could I? Gripping my cock with my right hand, I rested my left hand on the small of her back as I pressed my tip against her entrance, feeling the searing warmth emanating from it. Both of us sighed with relief when I pressed the tip past her folds, and I paused only to move my right hand from my shaft to her hip. From there, I snapped my hips forward, the flesh of our groins clapping together sharply. Her head snapped up as a shuddering moan leapt from her throat, filled with nothing but delight and eroticism. She shifted slightly so that she could press her forehead onto her right forearm, with her left hand tightly holding her right wrist as her body shook from just the first thrust.
"I love you." I breathed, closing my eyes to just appreciate how she felt around me.
"I love you too." She responded immediately, absolute certainty in her tone. We both absorbed the moment, taking pleasure in the connection, before I slid my left hand back, so that my palm was directly above the cleft of her ass. "Fuck me stupid, Ichigo." Yoruichi hummed blissfully.
I complied.
My room was swiftly flooded with the wet claps of our hips reconnecting and the erotic moans which escaped the both of us. She rocked her hips back in time with my thrusts, us finding an easy rhythm that took advantage of just how bouncy her ass was to get the most we could while moving the least. Both of us wanted this to last, there was no gripping each other tight and tearing into one another to pull as many orgasms as we could. It was all just embracing each other's warmth and feeding into each other's pleasure. My hands roved around her ass, squeezing and groping every inch as I felt it tremble and shake from the sex. She whimpered and moaned, sighing and gasping with each and every thrust, the sounds like music to my ears. There were no words exchanged, just the presence of the other as we embraced the moment of isolation where nothing in the world existed except for us.
How many times have you compared my performance in bed to Unohana and Shihouin?
A witch's voice sounded through my head, and I nearly had to bite back a scoff. Thankfully, Yoruichi's inner walls clenched around my shaft in that moment, and I embraced the pleasured groan that came from my chest.
Like she could ever compare.
"Fuck." I gasped, feeling my balls clench. "I'm gonna cum, K-" My eyes widened and I cut myself off from saying that damn noble's name. Thankfully, Yoruichi either didn't notice or figured I was just gritting my teeth.
"Fill me up, Berry-kun~!" The mocha-skinned Goddess moaned, bringing me back into the moment, and cleansing my mind enough that I unleashed my orgasm balls-deep inside of her. I made sure to look down at her face as I pumped my load into her, both to enjoy the expression on her face and solidify myself in this moment. It did wonders, as I felt my dick throb entirely separately from the shots of semen filling her womb, to see her bite her lip as the corners of her mouth twitched up, her eyes turning half-lidded with pleasure and primal satisfaction. A few more shots coated the inside of her pussy white, and she hummed appreciatively with each pump. Once I was done, I slowly pulled myself out from her pussy, taking in the sight of my release dripping out from her. Either seeing or sensing my staring, she slowly swayed her bottom, enticing me further with the sight.
"Mmm, I've gotta figure out what I did to make that happen again~." Yoruichi moaned, her satisfied smile unwavering. I blinked and looked back at her face.
"What do you mean?" I asked, genuinely curious. Not bothering to move from her current position, the werecat just raised an eyebrow.
"You were so much more intense this time. It was so much better than it normally is, which is saying something when you've never left me wanting." She explained. "I wonder if it was the drinks, or the games? Or maybe you got all enthusiastic because of that swinger couple…" She began to muse.
In contrast to her curious wondering about what caused my 'enthusiasm', I was far more horrified by the revelation. I hadn't realized I was doing anything differently than normal, but there was only one thing my mind could come up with as a valid reason for me treating Yoruichi differently in the bedroom. That damn noble. I had hate-fucked someone so many times recently, the only reasonable excuse for why I was rougher with one of my partners would be because of that slipping through.
I didn't want to harp on that any more tonight. This was Yoruichi's night, one of my girlfriends, and one of the people I treasured the most. One of the people I had traveled back in time for. I was going to make sure I couldn't think about anything else other than her by the end of the night. I reached out to Yoruichi's waist and got a good grip of it as I shuffled forward, catching her attention instantly.
"Hmm? Round 2 already~?" Her excited smile returned, and she swung her hips around in my hold, brushing her ass against my hips and crotch. "Are we gonna make this a best of 3~?" She purred.
"You think I wanna stop at three when I've got you all night?" I asked back, which got her eyes to widen, then turn half-lidded with arousal. Yoruichi swung her body back to grind her pussy, still wet, against my cock.
"That's a good boy~" She sighed. "If I can still walk tomorrow, you lose~"
"If you haven't screamed yourself hoarse by tomorrow, I'll take it as an insult." I declared, earning an excited gleam appearing in her eyes.
"Don't hold back on my account~."