#bazz x reader smut

[thezoraprince]

Trying - Bazz x reader (18+)

“Possibly NSFW, but could keep it SFW if you wanted! How do you think Sidon/Bazz would behave during a period of time of trying for a baby with y/n? Do you think Zora get more protective and primal over a mate during that time? Would they go into a heat? I can just imagine them pacing outside the bathroom while y/n takes another pregnancy test lol” - @rocklover719​

slightly nsfw, so marking this one as 18+, just incase

i tried to write this one as gender neutral as possible, but.... babies come from somewhere, ya know?

i had a LOT of feelings for Bazz with this one, like most of the Bazz requests that are sent. enjoy <3

(Sidon can be found here)

y/n - your name

another pregnancy test

negative

you sigh as you throw in the garbage bin

what started as a scare quickly became MONTHS of planning conception

tracking every single cycle you had with intensity

you’d even changed your diet and routines a bit to help

but

nothing

even with the constant amount of sex

still nothing

Bazz is pacing just outside

“Y/n? May I come in?”

you open the door and frown

“Again?”

and you nod

“Oh, y/n…”

he wraps his arms around you

and that’s when the tears come

“Hey, hey… It’ll happen.”

“But what if it doesn’t, Bazz?”

he takes a deep breath

“Relax, darling. You know stressing yourself out is only going to make it more difficult.”

“I know, but…”

you’re sobbing at this point

“But it’s so difficult not to be stressed when we’re trying so hard!”

Bazz holds you so close

rubbing your back so gently

“Then maybe we shouldn’t try so hard.”

“What?”

Bazz gives you the sweetest smile

“You’re stressed. And I really hate to assume this, but I’m starting to think you’re thinking of this as a chore. Let’s just have fun with it. Let’s let loose and let things happen.”

it’s odd to hear him say this

he’s usually one for plans and preciseness

but maybe he has a point

you were VERY stressed from the constant planning and timing of things

you take a deep breath

“Y/n, I want nothing more than to start a family with you; to hear the pitter patter of our young running around our home. I want this. And you want this. It’s an exciting thought, so let’s have fun with this little ‘creative’ process! Besides, we weren’t trying when all of this started, were we?”

over the next few weeks, you stop stressing about all the small things

Bazz has definitely helped you to let loose and relax

“Would you want to… try again?”

and your eyes light up

“We don’t have to, of course. I just thought since you were in that window of opportunity… we may have a higher chance of conceiving.”

of course you’re all for it

he takes your hand in his

kissing your fingers and knuckles before leading you into the bedroom

he’s so tender and soft

something he’s usually not when trying to bed you

when the two of you have finished, you both lay there for a moment

Bazz holding you in his arms

he smiles at you

“I have a good feeling about this, y/n.”

a few more weeks go by

and you’re still trying

just incase

you take another test

because you want to check

though nothing seems out of the ordinary

Bazz is home from work, preparing lunch for you both

and you peek at the test after a few minutes

“Bazz?!”

he sets down whatever he’s holding and quickly makes his way to the bathroom

seeing the look of utter shock on your face, he knows something is up

and you show him the pregnancy test

positive

he looks at you

back at the test

and then back at you

“Is this… is this real?”

and you nod

tears are quickly forming in both your eyes

and he’s smiling ever-so-sweetly

“Y/n…”

oh how this man holds you

kissing you so passionately

“I…”

he’s trying so hard to form a sentence though the tears

but no words are needed

you’re both holding each other

teary eyed smiles spread across your faces

finally

“We’re having a baby!”

[satsugacafe]

𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐈𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐎𝐧𝐞 | (𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐀 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞)

➳❥ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: Yhwach & Jugram, Askin & Bazz-B, Kisuke & Sosuke, Shunsui and Jushiro

➳❥ 𝐀/𝐍: I wrote a little more for Shunsui and Jushiro, but I doubt you all would mind. I was originally going to scrap it and turn their part into a full piece…another time. Have a nice smut for the holidays!

➳❥ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: fem!reader, smut, double penetration (vag and anal), spit roasting, oral sex (male receiving), rough sex, manhandling, degradation (being called a slut and cum dumpster), asphyxiation, spanking, reader being used for pleasure purposes, pet names (little one, good girl, sweetheart, sweet girl, princess), praising, squirting, creaming, marathon sex, mentions of multiple orgasms

➳❥ 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭: Just you having threesomes with different character pairings.

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐍𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

「 Yhwach & Jugram 」

Yhwach stood in front of you, his cock fully erect and gleaming with your saliva. He pressed it against your lips with no pretense of gentleness, his movements slow but deliberate as he slid it into your mouth. His size stretched your lips wide, the veins along his shaft throbbing against your tongue as you struggled to take him deeper. His hand rested firmly on the back of your head, fingers curling into your hair as he held you in place.

“Look at how well you take the both of us…so pretty,” Yhwach grunted as he thrust his cock in and out your mouth, pushing himself deeper until your nose was pressed against the base of his cock. Holding his position for a few extra seconds, he pulled out and rest the tip of his thick cock against your cheek while you gasped for air. Strings of saliva connected his cock to your lips as you wheezed, doing your best to catch your breath.

However, on the other end, an equal yet opposite force was turning your insides into goo from the constant rough pounding of his cock battering against your walls. Both hands gripping your waist as Jugram guided you along his cock, creating a rhythm so you could match his pace as he plunged his pretty cock deeper with every thrust. You could feel the heavy pat-pat of his balls colliding with your clit each time he pushed himself all the way to the hilt. Your natural reaction was to clench around him, however, it was cut short when Yhwach cupped your cheeks to look up at him.

Your glossy eyes met his red ones, and for a moment, they crossed and rolled into your head when Jugram’s fingers came down to rub your clit. Pinching and teasing the swollen bundle of nerves. “Oh f-fuck! Nghh…god! Right there!” A squeal escaped your lips but was swallowed and turned into a muffled groan when Yhwach pushed his cock past your lips.

“Keep sucking, little one,” Yhwach growled. His tone was sharp, a commanding edge laced with condescension. “Show me how grateful you are to serve us.”

Both of them were in sync as Yhwach matched Jugram’s pace. As Yhwach pushed his cock down your throat, Jugram would pull out, so you were never empty at the same time. Muffled gurgling and moaning, along with the sounds of sweaty skin meeting and praises of how good you were taking their cock like the obedient pet you were, reverberated throughout the room. 

“Just like that…good girl,” Yhwach cooed as he slowed his thrust, taking his time to push himself to the back of your throat before pulling out. “So pretty taking two cocks at the same time. You like that, don’t you? You were made for this.”

“Y-Yes, my king. Please use me to your heart’s desire,” you begged and opened your mouth for his cock to return, tongue sticking out the way he liked.

A satisfying grunt was his response, while Jugram leaned forward, resting his lips by your ear to kiss your lobe and give it a bite. “Such a slut for His Majesty’s cock and mine. You would do well to remember this moment and be grateful,” he muttered before dragging his lips down to the junction of your neck to plant a hickey.

“So tight, so perfect. You were made for this.” His deep, sultry voice was doing more chaos to your mind than you expected. You could feel the way your pussy clenched at every word, oozing more juices to coat his already cum-covered cock, and squeezing him nicely. Sucking him back in to keep hitting that spot repetitively, making your toes curl and your back arch into his touch.

“You’re such a good little thing.”

「 Askin & Bazz-B 」

“Goddamn,” Askin groaned breathlessly, though there was a tinge of amusement. “How does someone this powerful end up with a body like this? It’s criminal, really. You’re gonna kill me in the best way possible. God, you should have come with a warning.”

“Maybe you just don’t have the stamina,” you teased, looking down at him with a smirk. Your voice was playful, but the way your body responded to him betrayed how much you were enjoying his complaints.

“Oh, I have the stamina,” Askin shot back, his grin widening despite the way his jaw clenched from the tight, velvety grip of your walls. “But you—” He groaned as your pussy squeezed him particularly hard, cutting off his words. “You’re built to drive a man insane.”

“Shut up and focus,” Bazz-B growled from behind you, his deep voice straining as his thick, heated cock thrust into your tight ass with relentless want. The force of his movements matched Askin’s erratic rhythm. His fingers were spread over the curve of your lower back as he pulled you back onto him with each thrust, burying himself deeper into the tightness that squeezed him like a vice.

Your body was trapped between them, utterly consumed by the pleasure they were giving you. Every thrust sent waves through you, your moans and cries of pleasure mingling with their grunts and groans. Askin’s cock, slick with your juices and the remnants of his previous releases, stretched your pussy, the friction drove you wild as he pounded into you from underneath. Bazz-B’s cock was just as relentless, filling your ass with an almost overwhelming fullness, his pace rough and demanding as he claimed you.

“You’re fucking insane,” Bazz-B hissed as your pussy clenched around Askin’s cock, leaning to his cock being squeezed as well. “We’re screwing a Shinigami, Askin. Do you even get how messed up this is?”

“You weren’t complaining five minutes ago,” shot back Askin breathlessly from the way your pussy seemed to endlessly suck him back in. You were too much for him to handle. “Besides, it proper to welcome our guest His Majesty spared out of interest. This could be one of the reasons why he spared her—we’re lucky to get first use.”

“Oh, just shut up and fuck me harder,” you moaned.

Askin chuckled under you, his hands sliding up to your chest to give your breasts a squeeze before rolling your nipples between his fingers. “As you wish, darling,” he grinned and gave a particularly harsh thrust and forced your head to fling backwards, colliding against Bazz-B’s shoulder. The rhythm between the three of you became more synchronised, their cocks moving in perfect motion, filling you up completely and leaving you gasping for air.

Your pussy clenched around Askin’s cock, the creamy mixture of his cum and your own juices making every thrust slick and easy as he drove deeper, hitting spots that made your entire body shudder. Bazz-B’s cock stretched your ass, the thickness of him almost too much to handle, but the way he filled you was addictively good, each thrust sending jolts of pleasure through you. A hand from him came down to slap your ass, in awe of the recoil and the way it jiggled under his touch.

“Fuck, you’re gonna milk me dry. Your pussy’s too fucking good,” Askin groaned and tossed his head back as your body trembled, teetering on the edge of release. Both their movements grew rougher, more desperate and unrelenting as they chased their orgasms. “I don’t think we could be normal after this. Fuck being a Shinigami, you’ve got to new bodyguards.”

“So much for being Yhwach’s guest—the old man is gonna have to pardon us for taking over if this was his purpose for sparing you,” Bazz-B grunted. “You’re one hell of a distraction, but I’m not complaining.”

“Then don’t hold back,” you breathlessly gasped as you rocked your hips to meet their thrusts. “Fill me up. I want every last drop if I’m going to be stuck here.”

「 Kisuke & Aizen 」

“Just look at her,” Aizen murmured, his voice smooth and condescending. “She takes it so well, doesn’t she, Kisuke? Absolutely desperate to be filled over and over again.”

“She’s a little too good at it,” Kisuke replied, stroking his already-hard cock, still slick with the remnants of your earlier encounter. “It’s almost like she was made for this.”

Your body was in a constant tug-of-war between two powerful masterminds as they manipulated you to their will. You weren’t sure how many positions they had experimented on you, but you were sure that it was far from finished from the glimpses of determination in their eyes.

The strength of Sosuke’s grip around your neck as he pressed your face into the mattress, ploughing into you from behind, left no room for argument. You had to lie there and take his cock as it bullied your insides for the umpteenth time tonight, rearranging you to outdo the renovation that Kisuke’s cock did earlier. You could feel the sheer force of your gummy walls gripping him with abandon want, sucking him back in deeper each time he slid out before his hips harshly collided with your ass.

Sosuke’s fingers were on your clit as he drew strategic patterns to make you sob and drool all over yourself, your out-of-state transcend was cut short by Kisuke’s gentle hands cupping your face to lift your head off the mattress.

“Atta girl. Come on now, open those lips for me. Take me all the way, don’t waste a drop,” he encouraged, and who were you to deny him his request. Obediently, your lips parted, and his cock rested heavily against your tongue, the salty-sweet taste of his precum sent goosebumps down your spine, urging you to clench around Sosuke’s cock.

“You spoil her too much, Kisuke.” Came Sosuke’s voice as he sent a particularly rough thrust to make your jaw slacken around Kisuke’s cock. His grip around your neck was still present, firm but not aggressive as he continued to let the rhythm of his hips send more shivers through your body as you struggled to focus on their cocks. Kisuke being as calm as he was, ignored Sosuke’s comment and simply cupped your jaw to guide your head along his cock, groaning at the warmth.

But Kisuke was anything but gentle in these past hours he’s been fucking you. This was just the warm-up before his grip on your jaw tightened before he held your head still and punish your throat with his cock. Aizen’s thrusts grew rougher, more erratic as if competing for your attention. The force of his hips drove you forward, causing Kisuke’s cock to push deeper into your throat, the sensation making your eyes water. You gagged slightly, the sound muffled around Kisuke’s girth, but he only smirked, holding your head firmly in place.

Balls slapping against your skin, the sounds of your wet, slick pussy squelching against Sosuke’s cock and their derogatory praises filled the air. Tears were streaming down your face from the sheer, overwhelming intensity of being filled in every way. You would feel Sosuke and Kisuke’s cum sloshing around in your pussy as the former pushed it deeper, some spilling out and coating his cock. The heady sensation of a cock being pushed down your throat at a blinding speed while sweet words were being whispered to encourage you to take more, was diabolical.

“You look so pretty like this,” Kisuke praised breathlessly as your throat constricted around him. “Letting us use you to experiment and have fun. You like being filled with our cum, don’t you? Our little cum dumpster…”

A particular slap to your ass from Sosuke and the tightening of his fingers against your neck, applying just enough pressure to earn muffled whines and your pussy clenching made him laugh. “Indeed. Perfect little cum dumpster—of course she enjoys it,” he stated confidently. “Don’t you sweetheart?”

Looking up at Kisuke through teary eyes, you nodded and whined a small ‘yes’ before he pulled his cock from your mouth, leaving a sputtering and wheezing mess. “Y-…Yes. Please…more. Please fill me up.”

“Who am I to deny this one request.” Grinned Sosuke as he changed his angle to focus his cock directly against your sweet spot, each thrust punishing that one spot over and over as you lay, pinned under him, trembling.  “Now be a good girl and cum for us.”

「 Shunsui and Jushiro 」

Squealing at the sudden spray of your juices squirting out and soaking the futon beneath you, your sounds were turned into a gargle of short gasps when Shunsui adjusted his hold on your legs and shifted his hips to reangle his cock. The thickness of his cock plunging in and out your ass, with each new thrust, disappearing between the plush roundness of your cheeks, left you trembling against his chest. Your sweaty back against his equally sweaty chest while he held you open like some sacrificial orifice, his hands gripping the back of your thighs and curling them into your chest, keeping them widely spread for Jushiro to have just enough space to drive his cock deeper into your pussy.

Softer, yet lustful eyes, meet your hazy and drunken ones. The gentle green, now replaced by a viridian shade locked with yours as a sweet smile stretched across his flustered face. Easily he closed the gap between you two and met your lips in a steady, bruising kiss, swallowing all your moans as his and Shunsui’s cock created a rhythm, ensuring that you were never empty as other filled you. His tongue swept into your mouth to capture your tongue, while a curtain of white hair blocked out the surroundings as he pressed himself against you, wanting to mould his body into yours.

“You look beautiful, so perfect. Taking us so well,” Jushiro murmured against your lips while he pressed a little more weight into his thrusts, his hands aided Shunsui with keeping you spread enough for him to reach deeper. One hand released your thigh to reach out and cup your cheek, wiping a bead of sweat close to your eye. “You were made for me…for us.”

Your response was an automatic clench of your walls followed by another torrential of juices squirting out again, soaking his lower abdomen and thighs. There was an echoed groan from each of them as they slowed for a moment to enjoy the slight spasming of your walls planting tiny kisses along their length. It was as though you were naturally sucking them in deeper with each kiss, begging for them to never leave. They already fitted you like two perfect puzzle pieces, leaving you boneless with the rhythmic push and pull of their cocks.

But just as they slowed to savour the sensation, their tempo increased once they regained their focus, and the reverberations of squelching elicited lewd sounds in your ear. Each slide of their cock into your wet heat made your toes curl and vision blurred. Shunsui’s purposeful rolls of his hips, plunging his cock further into your ass as he brought you down on his cock sent Jushiro’s cock rubbing against your sweet spot, leaving you whimpering, on the verge of blanking out. You didn’t know how to function as the sensation was heady.

“Look at you…all greedy for more, aren’t you pretty girl?” Shunsui purred huskily while his lips grazed your earlobe, continuously rolling his hips expertly to match Jushiro’s tempo. While Shunui’s cock was thicker, designed to stretch you to your limits, Jushiro’s elegant shape was longer and curved to rub perfectly in areas where others couldn’t reach. “You’re making a mess all over us, squeezing us so tightly…feels like you’re about to cum again.”

“P-please…more,” you whimpered as you felt another wave approaching, the same time the delicious stretch of Shunsui’s cock left your ass clenching around him as his head nudged deep, pressing against that sensitive bundle of nerves. The sensation was overwhelming, the fullness pushing you to the brink as Jushiro’s cock ground in sync against the sweet spot inside your pussy, the friction driving you crazy. Your nails gripped Jushiro’s arms, raking down his limbs as pathetic whines and whimpers left your lips.

Before you knew it, another gush of juices squirted from your pussy again. Jushiro’s and Shunsui’s cocks glided effortlessly through the mess, the slick and lewd sounds ground louder as they began to chase their highs. Skin slapping against skin with the occasional stutter of their hips when your walls gave a particularly harsh clench around them, prompting a hiss or groan. Easily, Jushiro’s lips returned to yours while Shunsui’s trailed along your shoulder, adding to the hickeys already left. The combination wasn’t making things better.

“If you keep this up, gorgeous, you’ll milk us dry,” Shunsui quipped as he planted a kiss on the area he bit, soothing the sting. “But that’s what you want, isn’t it? You want us to fill you up till you’re all swollen and it’s dripping out, hmm?”

Unable to form a coherent response, you whined against Jushiro’s lips as he smiled at your reaction, feeling a sense of pride swelling in his chest that you craved them. You pulled away shortly to look down at the mess between your legs—a ring of cream gathered at the base of both their cocks. Jushiro, taking the opportunity, attached his lips to your other neck to kiss along the curve, whispering sweet nothings and praises of how well you were doing.

“You’re doing so well,” he whispered in between kisses. “You feel so good, love. I don’t think I can get enough of you.”

Your hands travelled from his arms to his shoulders, pressing your nails into his skin leaving behind pretty moon crescents. Both their names tumbled from your lips in a series of breathless moans as your legs trembled and toes curled once more.

“Don’t worry, princess. We’ll give just that and more.” At the reassurance from Shunsui, his hand slipped from your thigh to reach for your clit, flicking it lightly and drawing a sharp gasp from your lips. “Just let it all out…give us everything.”

©satsugacafé 2024: no permission to repost, plagiarise, copy or translate my work onto any other platform or this one.

[muzansfangs]

🥹

I may or may not have recently fallen for Bazz-B? Help

Curious fingers.

Starring: Bazz-B x f!reader;

Format: drabble;

Warnings: nsfw, vaginal fingering, language, mention to squirting, rough make out session, gagging, semi-public sex, manhandling, clit edging, slut shaming, casual hook-up, the reader is a quincy as well;

Plot: He had caught you staring at him. You were clearly sending him a message, you wanted him. He was right, indeed, you craved him. Specifically, though, you wanted to feel the way he could use his skilful fingers on you. A man who fought with them could surely help you ride out powerful orgasms.

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“Are you done eye-fucking me?” he arrogantly asked you, one of his gloved hands pinning you to the wall by your shoulder, fingers digging onto your flesh through your uniform. You should have seen it coming from miles away. Pulling the right strings to make him snap had been pretty easy and you really were in no position to complain, obviously. Your hot-headed colleague had fallen straight into your trap, albeit he was probably still convinced he had the upper hand.

Everything was going according to your plan.

You arched your eyebrow, defiantly raising your chin “I have no idea of what you’re talking about” you replied casually, back flattened against the polished marble surface behind you.

Bazzard scoffed, clearly not buying your words. You had a certain reputation, after all. When you wanted something, you did anything in your power to obtain it. He was fed up with you and the little game you had started a few weeks ago. Staring at him intently, sparring with your degenerated group of friends in his proximity wearing that scanty skirt, spreading your legs enough to grant him a clear view of your underwear while sitting across from him. You were sending him a message and he was no one to bite the hand that was feeding him.

He grasped your jaw roughly with his free hand, nose brushing against yours as his upper lip twitched “Oh, save that attitude for some other idiot. — he stated, watching you grin at him as he squeezed your cheeks — If you wanted me to fuck you, all you had to do was ask for it” he said, abruptly letting go of your face and capturing your lips in a searing kiss.

You inhaled sharply through your nostrils, hands gripping the collar of his uniform to pull him closer to you. Messily, sloppily, you kissed him back. His knee ungraciously spread your legs, your teeth nipping at his bottom lip to gain back some command. He groaned, eye opening to check the area around you two. The castle was mazy and intricate enough to get lost and nearly no one knew this deserted wing anyway.

What a pity, though. Bazz was certainly the type who would have loved to have his comrades talk about his disreputable habits. Also, you probably deserved to experience some shame.

“I don’t want your dick, Bazz” you eventually spluttered, hand shoving him back by his chest.

His breath was ragged, his tongue darting out to lap at his bruised lip. Your words took him aback, head cocking to the side in sheer curiousity “Really? Then what are you after? If you are into some other shit you could ask—”.

“Your fingers. — you interrupted him, lolling your head back against the wall — Can you make me come with them?” you challenged him, causing the man in front of you to chuckle and take a step closer to you.

Now you had his attention. Hands riding up your skirt, he tugged the thin material covering your intimacy to the side. The sound of a few seams being ripped made you flinch, shivers running down your spine as he clicked his tongue “Look at you. So this is what you wanted, huh? Kinky bitch, let’s see what I can do then” he commented, amused by your request and the length you had gone to just to achieve your goal.

You scrunched up your nose, hooking your leg around his hip to yank him closer to you and anchor yourself “Have you ever made someone squirt?” you provoked him again, only for him to bring his hand to his mouth and bite onyo the fabric of his glove, tugging at it with his fingers to remove it.

Arousal pooled between your legs, mouth gaping, but soon your found yourself biting onto the black material as he stuffed your mouth with it.

“Nasty, aren’t you? I don’t wanna hear you yap any longer” he rasped out, digits gliding over your heat and playing with your folds with expertise.

You let out a muffled whine, hands gripping the collar of his shirt hard, whilst your hips moved in sync with his movements. The friction was delicious, just like the way he slipped his forefinger and middle finger deep into your core. You furrowed your brows, walls squeezing his fingers perfectly, as you watched him grinning down at you mockingly.

“Already dripping! I’ll have to tell Haschwalth about it! Good, fuckin’ good” he taunted you, before his thumb began to draw slow circles over your throbbing clitoris.

Sweat beaded your forehead, head lolling back against the wall as you let out guttural moans, distorted by the glove in your mouth. Salive dribbled down your chin, while your eyes burned in desire. You wanted more, you needed more and he was taking his sweet time with you.

When he shover a third finger into you, the stretch made your knees buckle, causing him to remove them all at ones and help you back onto your feet. Grasping your ankle, he settled it on the top of his shoulder and let his hand find your clitoris again “Ah-ah, can’t handle it, huh? Then I’ll edge you until you will weep and cry so hard your friends will come to check on you. How does it sound, huh?” Bazz asked you, a strangled whine leaving your throat as you closed your eyes.

Well, as long as he was going to play with your pussy, you could endure that.

AUTHOR NOTE.

Hello there! Here’s one of the two Bazz thrists I had in my inbox. I mean, it’s my first time writing for him and I hope this hasn’t turned out to be a huge mess. Anyway, likes, comments and reposts are greatly appreciated!

x o x o

[my-my-my]

KINKTOBER DAY 2 - Restraints: Bazzard Black x Female Reader

As requested by @joemamamatheslayerr.

Summary: Weeks have gone by since Bazz B's final training excursion with Captain Qilge Opie's soldiers. Yet he can't shake off the image from his mind of the female Soldat who used rope to capture her prey...

TW: MDNI! Bazz is a bit of an asshole in this, Female Quincy!Reader, swearing, dirty talk, restraints in the form of ropes, oral sex.

Word count: 2498

Read on AO3 here.

Bazz B wiped the sweat off his face as he tried to catch his breath. Captain Opie’s training program for new Sternritters was punishing and unforgiving, but with a glint in his eyes, Bazz was determined to survive the final day.

This was the final training before the war against the Shinigami. The training regiment gave Bazz a firsthand experience of Captain Opie’s cruelty during the Hollow hunting excursions, and the punishments he doled out to his soldiers that didn’t meet his expectations.

But after today, Bazz would complete his final training with the Executive Hunting Captain and walk proudly with the other Sternritters to wage war against the Shinigami. No matter how exhausted he was, Bazz couldn’t stop grinning as he looked forward to it.

Today’s mission was role reversal of sorts, where the new Sternritters would be the hunted, and the Jagdarmee serving Captain Opie, would be the hunters. The new Sternritters would need to cross the heavily forested, yet mountainous terrain to their final resting camp. Captain Opie wanted the new recruits to use any means necessary to conceal themselves, using the terrain to their advantage, but they were forbidden from using their abilities.

A few of the Jagdarmee saw Bazz in the distance, so he concealed himself among the trees, while flicking a random reishi arrow into the horizon to throw them off.

The Jagdarmee sprinted past him, with Bazz’s smirk growing larger as they miscalculated to where he was. He remained hidden in the trees until he sensed their reishi far off in the distance. The distance between him and the soldiers would not cause him any problems for the remainder of the area he needed to cover. From the cover of the trees, he could see the camp in the nearby distance. He was almost there.

As he jumped down and landed under the forest clearing, he heard a comrade yelp nearby. The Executive Captain’s remarks were bellowing in his ears, “it is every Quincy for himself. Those who are caught are not strong enough to serve Our Highness.”

But Bazz wasn’t going to help, he just wanted a good laugh at the bastard caught by the Jagdarmee. His hunting days of youth with Jugram taught and honed his hunting skills, as well as how to remain undetected by prey, so Bazz remained hidden in the trees as he peered into what had happened.

And he regretted it instantly.

A female Jagdarmee member had restrained a candidate with, what Bazz was assuming, special reishi ropes. He stared at the scene, unsure as to why he couldn’t look away. Was it the way she held her head up high? The way she gripped the rope, holding the candidate in place? Her face was expressionless, yet she looked regal as if it was her place to be on top, with one foot on the candidate’s head, forcing them into the ground.

But before Bazz could savour the sight, he felt more Jagdarmee quickly approaching. Without hesitation, Bazz made his way towards the finish line, and to his rightful place as a member of the Sternritters.

A few weeks or so had passed since the final excursion, and Bazz was pissed off. Laying in his bed, staring at his ceiling, he was getting annoyed at the random female soldier he fucked last night, who didn’t fucking leave, after several pointed comments for her to go. His patience, which was limited to begin with, was growing thin as she incessantly chattered about something.

“Get the fuck off me and get out!” Bazz yelled, trying to push the woman off his chest, as she fawned over how much fun she had, how good he was. Normally he would egg his bedmates for more praises, maybe having a quickie before they left for their separate duties, but as of late, Bazz was left unsatisfied and furious.

“You’re such a fucking asshole,” she yelled back, grabbing her uniform off the floor.

“You’re the slut who spread her legs for me!” He bellowed, his words laced with anger, “maybe think twice before you become a fucking whore to any guy who gives a glance at you.” He snapped, as she slammed the door of his chamber.

“Fucking bitch.” Bazz yelled, as he threw his lamp at the door.

As her stomps faded away, Bazz got up and cleaned up his room, trying to reign in his anger. He swept the shattered remnants of his lamp, made his bed and began his morning routine.

Until his infuriating mind, flashed a vision of the female Jagdarmee member, holding her rope tightly. He muttered obscenities as he looked down to his cock, watching it twitch from the memory. His once limp cock, hardening at the thought of her. He glared at himself in the mirror, but Bazz was never one to dwell on problems. He knew what would solve this.

Bazz had found, from listening to his comrades (for once), that the first regiment of Captain Opie’s Jagdarmee were staying Silbern for an indefinite amount of time. They were to lend support for the upcoming war.

“So where are they staying?” Bazz bluntly asked Jugram, who narrowed his eyes at Bazz’s question.

“Silbern can hold all of the Wandenreich.” Jugram curtly said, “the Jagdarmee will have their own quarters separate from the Sternritters, as the palace prepares for Our Highness’ ascent.”

“Jugo, what’s with the attitude asshole?” Bazz snapped, hating the underlying tone laced in Jugram’s words.

“I saw the female soldier leave your room this morning in anger. Whatever your plans with the Jagdarmee are, leave them out of it.” Jugram sneered.

Bazz’s temper flared at Jugram’s comment, but he held himself back. It wasn’t like Jugram was off the mark, but the persistence of that one Jagdarmee solider was slowly being etched into his mind, driving him into a frenzy. Before more words could be exchanged, the Sternritters and the rest of the Wandenreich were summoned to Yhwach’s hall.

Bazz scanned his surroundings, taking note of all the Quincies in attendance. Yhwach shared that the preparations for the war were well under way, and the daten on cumbersome Shinigami, would be distributed to all Sternritter and soldiers in the coming days.

It was then he saw her, not far from the front. Her eyes were in awe as she hung to Yhwach’s every word.

Then the meeting concluded. Bazz watched from a distance as he watched her walk away with her comrades in tow, silently trailing them to their quarters. He watched her walk, with whom he assumed were friends, with the casual and relaxed demeanour the group had. Then to Bazz’s surprise, she apologized to the group and split away to another corridor.

As Bazz entered the hallway, she was gone, until he heard her voice. She had sprung up behind him.

“Why are you stalking me, Bazzard Black?” You asked him.

“You Jagdarmee bastards really know your shit. Nothing gets passed you, huh.” Bazz chuckled, holding his hands up as if he got caught stealing. He slowly turned around to face you, a smirk growing on his face. He inspected you, his eyes gleaning with appreciation for what he saw.

Your uniform looked pristine, as if you weren’t in the wilderness the days before. Your face was emotionless as ever as he inspected you over.

“Well, what is it?” You asked him, “spit it out, we don’t have all day.” As he continued to stare at you.

“Those ropes of yours, care to show me how it works? Never seen a Quincy use ropes like that before.” He lied, making his way closer to you.

You rolled your eyes, “you’re a terrible liar.” Bazz’s eyes flashed in anger, but you continued to speak, as you looked him over, “but I’ll let that slide, if you tell me what it is you want.” You said, confidently.

Bazz smirked at your response, “I will. Just lead me to your room. Unless you wanna ‘teach’ me in mine.” Bazz snickered, watching your eyes widen at what he just said.

But you weren’t flustered. Without hesitation, you grabbed his hand and led him to your room, locking it.

Bazz looked over your room. It didn’t hold a lot, unsurprisingly as you had just arrived, but he saw the rope draped over the desk chair. Without thinking, he went to grab it, but his hands were met with nothing. You had quickly snatched your rope from him, holding it firmly in your hands.

You clicked your tongue at him, “I didn’t say you could touch it.” You said in a mock, disappointed tone. You made your way to your bed, ushering him to join you.

He laid down on his back as you hovered over him. You hummed as your eyes scanned his much larger body, “I think you’re wearing a bit too much for bed, don’t you think?” You asked, in a calm, even tone, with a pointed look at him.

“I will if you will.” Bazz teased, slowly raising the top of his uniform, his abs peaking through.

“Oh no, only good boys get to see me without the uniform.” You chided at him, as you began to untangle the rope. Bazz was transfixed as he watched your fingers pull and segment portions of the rope. He quickly threw the top of his uniform on to the ground, until you tsked at him again, as you stared at his pants.

Bazz quickly shoved his pants off and laid bare naked on your bed. You straddled his chest and inspected his body, a finger tracing his neckline down to his lower abdomen. You hummed in satisfaction, then said, “put your hands together in front of me.”

Bazz watched you quickly tie his arms together, then you spread his legs apart, tying his legs to each end of your bed. Once everything was tied and secured, you sat between his legs, a hand in your cheek as you watched him flex his limbs.

“Damn,” he whispered, as he tried to pull his leg. It was almost like the rope was a metal shackle. He couldn’t move it at all.

His cock twitched from the movement he tried to make, earning a smile from you.

You ghosted your fingers over his hardening cock, earning a harsh grunt from Bazz.

“Do you do this often?” You asked, still teasing his cock.

“Getting tied up by pretty girls?” Bazz huffed, staring at you, “no. I’ve been getting my dick wet from annoying sluts.” He grumbled, as he tried to move his limbs again, but nothing budged.

You laughed at his words, “well aren’t I lucky?”

Straddling his body, you remained fully clothed as your fingers and lips lightly kissed and touched Bazz’s body. Touches that were light enough to be sensed, but not strong enough to satisfy, earning a disgruntled sound coming from Bazz.

“Don’t be such a fucking tease.” Bazz snapped, as he struggled against his bindings.

You ignored him, as you kissed your way down his abdomen, so close to his erection. Bazz’s eyes narrowed as he watched you purposefully avoid his cock.

“You’re the definition of a cocktease.” He groaned, annoyed that his now hard cock wasn’t receiving any attention.

“Patience, patience.” You softly whispered, kissing his lips, surprising him. Bazz didn’t kiss his bedmates on the mouth, but he also hadn’t been tied up by them. Your lips were soft, and you tasted sweet. He wanted to taste more of you.

You flashed him another smile, “I guess your attitude has improved, I’ll let you have a small reward.” You slowly unzipped the top of your uniform and reached behind you to unhook your bra. Your breasts bounced from being free. Bazz smirked at the view, “some nice pair of tits you got on you.”

You winked at him, thanking him, then made your way back to his cock. You softly kissed the tip of his weeping erection.

“Use your mouth.” Bazz snapped, bucking his hips trying to get you to suck closer.

You rolled your eyes again, “you really don’t have any patience. There’s plenty of time for the fun stuff.” You calmly explained, wrapping a hand around his cock and giving it a firm pump. Bazz groaned at the feeling.

The room was getting hot, so you decided to take the rest of your uniform off, giving him a show. Bazz licked his lips in anticipation as he watched the last bits of your uniform fall to the ground.

Bazz wanted to grab your hips and pull you down on to his cock, but the ropes were in the way.

He was frustrated but he had never felt this horny before. He wanted to fuck your brains out but wanted you to ride him as he remained tied to your bed.

He also needed to cum, the red tip of his cock leaking precum from all the teasing you had done prior. And now you were naked, your pussy so close to him. He couldn’t stand it.

You kissed his body again, this time with more intensity. Traveling downwards back to his cock, Bazz begged, for the first time in his life, “please. Your mouth, your pussy, anything, I need to cum.” He pleaded, his face flushed and a light sheen of sweat covering his body.

“Oh I don’t know…” you said sarcastically, wrapping your hand around his cock, giving it a firmer pump, earning another groan form him. Then without warning, you placed his cock between your breasts. Pushing your breasts together, you pumped his cock between them as you licked the precum off his tip. Bazz’s hips bucked as he tried to match the motion of your breasts, but you knew what you were doing.

Soon you let his cock slip from your breasts, and in one go, swallowed his cock whole. You bobbed your head up and down, humming around him. Bazz groaned loudly, “fuck, your tits, your mouth, you feel fucking amazing.”

You didn’t stop your pace, as Bazz’s moans grew louder. “Fuck!” He yelled, as his cum filled your mouth and throat, with some escaping your lips. You pulled yourself away from his cock with a soft pop. You opened your cum-filled mouth to show Bazz, then swallowed every drop, licking your lips in satisfaction.

“Fuck, that was hot.” Bazz panted, closing his eyes. He hadn’t cum like that in what felt like years.

“You weren’t so bad yourself,” you teased at him, making your way to the restraints. You untied him and gently massaged his skin, making sure circulation was flowing back.

“I’m not a complete asshole, you know.” Bazz muttered, as he flexed his wrists and legs.

You looked at him in confusion, “what are you talking about?”

“Let me return the favour.” He said, pushing you on to the bed.

You smirked at him as you gave a glance at his hands, “well I heard those fingers of yours were something special.”

Thanks for reading!! It was very fun to write.

[merbear25]

Day 12 afab reader getting fucked in the gloryhole.

Feel free to choose any of the following 😩

Shinji, Ichigo, Aizen, Shunsui, Shuhei, Renji, Byakuya, Grimmjow, Bazz-B, Jugram

I immediately had an idea for Bazz-B... I adore him and was excited to write something with him. Hope you like it 💜🧡

Agitation was a feeling he felt far too often. Dread of not being good enough was setting in and he needed to blow off steam. With a brothel not far from where he was, the shameless decision to use a human woman for his own selfish release was made.

CW: NSFW, MDNI, fem!reader, gloryhole, vaginal penetration, reader is a sexworker, cum shot, post-nut clarity

Taking you for a ride (Bazz-B)

Facing humiliation felt like a recurring nightmare within his ranking. He had so much more to offer than any of them dared to recognize. Their stubbornness to continue ignoring his potential lit a fire in him.

After being berated by his fellow Quincy in the Sternritter, he stomped through the streets in search of a way of blowing off steam. However, with the night fully settled, there weren’t many wandering the dirt paths. Scoffing at the lack of entertainment, he made the bold decision of crossing over into the world of the living because at least there he could find some unfortunate soul drunkenly stumbling around.

The need to feel like he was more, that he had power over someone gnawed at him. Trudging down the streets of some hell hole city in the human world, he hunted the cobble-stone paved area for some unfortunate soul to feel the brunt of his fury.

When a tattered flier pinned to the wall was tugged at by the breeze, he went to it. Promptly, he ripped it off, inspecting it after noticing the “XXX” in bold red letters. With a huff, he shoved it in his pocket before searching out the house that was making promises which seemed too good to be true.

“What a dump,” he grumbled, scowling at the entrance. Even with his standards being higher than this, his want to be the one in power for once overshadowed it.

Upon entry, the elderly woman manning the desk gave him a basic run-down of how they operated. “Everything is kept anonymous to keep your identity safe.” She peered up at him from the top of her glasses, her expression dull and uninterested.

After paying the fee, he journeyed further down the hall. His steps were heavy when he rounded the corner. He halted in the entryway: the room was filled with an assortment of different women to choose from—their photos pinned above each type of hole being the only way of indicating who he’d be subjecting his cruelty to.

The sight of women’s lower halves being presented, some in missionary and some in doggy, while the standard glory hole: he was spoiled for choice.

Stepping into the dimly lit room, his eyes flickered from the exposed women and their photos. He reached out to touch them as he passed by—leaving a firm spank on their asses or on their slits. The whimpers and gasps that trailed behind him was already filling him with that sense of power he was after.

He continued his fun until he stumbled upon your picture; the sweet smile and semi-modest clothing when strategically placed above a woman who was restrained in the missionary position made him smirk. Your legs had been splayed out, comfortably resting on the smaller platforms.

His fingers ran down your thigh, leaving goosebumps in their wake. He relished in the way your body trembled from the touch of your new lover—the anticipation of the unknown being felt with full force must be a rush no other could match.

With the touch feigning that of a gentle lover’s, he caressed your soft folds, pressing them together to see the wetness bubbling between them from the pressure. He parted your lips, giving himself a full view of your walls. You were already ripe for the picking.

Plunging a finger in, then two, your body took well to him. Just a few pumps to gather how wet you were sufficed. There was no need to waste too much time in preparing you; you were, after all, chosen to be his anger relief.

Unzipping his pants, he took out his hardened length. He slapped it against your clit, which caused you to squirm. Your shocked whines were muffled from behind the wall, further fueling his rising lust. 

Teasing your entrance with his tip, your own arousal sounded as he eased it in and out. A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth as he slammed into you without warning. The full force of feeling him made you cry out from the sudden stretching. Without being given a chance to adjust properly, you writhed under him. His grip found its way to your waist, digging into your skin.

The sounds of you pawing at the wall out of desperation for something sturdy to hold on to only fueled his ruthlessness. As he picked up the pace, you coated his shaft—each thrust bullying against your sweet spot.

Your choked sobs, the sounds of your nails scraping against the wooden barrier, your cunt squeezing him for all he was worth: he didn’t think a human would make for such a good lay.

As your groans of an impending climax seeped through the wall, he planted his hands on your thighs. Squeezing them so tightly they were sure to bruise, he paid your personal comfort no mind as he chased after his own high.

The grunts from you were mixing with the moans of women who were servicing the other men. Heights of ecstasy that before this moment had gone unventured were wearing him down quickly.

Your trembling body, shaky sobs, and the other women’s euphoric moans: it was enough to drive him mad. With a final thrust, he forced his way into you as deep as he could before barely pulling out in time. Each rope of cum laced your skin, drenching it with his sinful display of weakness—mating with a non Quincy. 

Glazing you with the seed of a race you were much below, he thought he was better than this. Leaving you coated in his sperm, he left the brothel, not even bothering to look back. He never spoke of that night, knowing that there’d be consequences from his “peers” who already looked down on him. It was better to keep such a scandal tightly left under lock and key.

Despite the shame that set in, every now and then he caught himself thinking about sneaking off to that place to unwind again. He cursed to himself for the fantasies which were now plaguing his mind. It made him restless which led to reckless more visits.

[brittscafe]

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐳𝐳

Pairing: Bazz B x female reader.

Summary: Bazz B gets a hand massage from his girlfriend and decides to show her just how good he is with his fingers.

Request: Heyooooo! Hope you are doing well! Can I please get a scenario for my hot fire rooster, Bazz-B? I don’t see many T-T One where he could be angrily ranting to his girlfriend reader about something(I imagine it happens often lol), and while he does that, reader would sneakily start messing with his hands to calm him down and get him to stop? Like touching them, massaging them, removing his gloves, kissing his fingers and so on? Maybe starting cute/gentle and probably getting gradually sexy? He would try to stay mad cuz reader isn’t really listening to his looong ass rant but can’t. He would probably become a bit of a blushing mess because it would be sweet but a huge turn on for him. Could go into full blown sexy times, but that’s up to you ;) Just had the random thought the other day since he always claims to be good with his fingers lmao. So I would love to see what you come up with if you feel up for it. Thanks and love your work! P.S: I really like this whole anon emoji thing so can I claim either ❤️‍🔥 or 🔥? Cuz expect to hear from me often….. if it’s not a problem. 😅

A/n: Omggg heyy <3 Feel free to claim ❤️‍🔥 I honestly think Bazz is sooo hot, it's insane.

Content: Smut, Bazz B being a little bit of a hothead, fingering, cursing.

Ko-fi link (anything is appreciated <3)

The bedroom door slams open and you perk your head up. Your boyfriend, Bazz B comes marching into the room. His fists are clenched and his nostrils are flared.

"That stupid idiot! You know, sometimes I wonder just how they could be so insanely stupid!" Bazz scoffs out, shaking his head in denial.

"Awww, tell me more," you encourage him and he continues onto his long rant. He's spewing out words, left and right, but they go through right your eardrums.

Your eyes glance down at his gloved hands, clenched at his side and you reach out.

"Oh...uh huh," you nod your head, grabbing onto his hands and starting to massage them. Bazz doesn't even notice as he angrily rants on, his voice filling the room.

"Hey...you're not even listening," he speaks sternly, catching your attention. You gaze up at him, slowly taking off his gloves and tossing them aside.

"No, I am. Keep on going," you assure him, shooting him a sly smile.

He lets out a tiny sigh and cocks an eyebrow, pondering for a minute before going back to his rant. You bring his hands up to your lips and shower them in soft kisses.

Bazz stops in the middle of his sentence, stuttering as his cheeks turn a slight pink.

"Hey, what are you doing?" he asks, glaring down at you. You shrug your shoulders.

"Nothing," you reply innocently.

"Well...I just thought you could show me how good you are with your fingers since you claim to be, but oh well," you tease him, letting out a tiny, playful sigh.

Bazz's whole expression changes from hearing your words. A grin tugs along his face and he lets out a chuckle that sends a shiver down your spine.

"Yeah? Does somebody want me to show them how good I am with my fingers and how good I can make them feel?" Bazz asks, his voice low and raspy.

Your heart thuds against your chest and you nod your head. Bazz wastes no time, tugging down your pants and underwear. His fingers wrap around your underwear, gazing at the large wet spot on them.

He lets out a tiny chuckle and tosses them aside. "Look at that, pretty girl. You're so wet for me already, aren't you?" he asks, his voice deep and sending a chill down your spine.

He places his pointer finger on your clit and you inhale sharply. Even the slightest touch has got you jumping. Bazz takes notice of your reaction and replaces his pointer finger with his thumb, rubbing your clit.

You wrap your fingers around the bedsheets squeezing them as pleasure starts to tingle your body. Bazz smirks and a gleam overtakes his eyes.

"Somebody's very sensitive," he teases you, fingers brushing against your wet folds.

"Stop teasing me," you breathe out, almost begging him. The look inside of Bazz's eyes changes and they darken in a way. The room becomes hot and heavy as he slowly slides two fingers inside of you, earning a quiet gasp from you.

The pads of his fingers tap against that plush spot inside of you and grabs onto your hip with his other hand. His hand is pushing your body into the plush bed as his fingers work on building up the pleasure inside of you.

"That feels really good," you comment, spreading your thighs wider to feel more of his fingers.

"Yeah, baby?" Bazz asks you, inserting a third finger inside of you. You clench around his fingers, moans leaving your mouth as his fingers dance along your g-spot.

"Yes," you whimper out, heart beat speeding up and a knot twisting inside of your gut. The way his fingers prod right up against your spot makes your eyes roll into the back of your head.

Bazz's eyes gaze over your face, pleasure written all over it. He loves the way his fingers can make you feel and how pretty your moans are for him.

The pleasure starts building up inside of you as his thick fingers slide in and out of you. Wet squelches fill the room along with your heavy breathing, moans, and whines.

"Are you gonna be a good girl for me, baby?" Bazz asks, grabbing onto your jaw and forces you to look up at him. Your eyes are welling up with tears, so immense from the pleasure.

"Yes, p-please Bazz," you beg him, feeling your climax coming on. He speeds up the pace of his fingers and your jaw falls open, loud moans leaving it.

The room becomes filled with lewd sounds of moans, wetness, and high pitched whines as you cum onto Bazz's fingers. He feels the warm liquid spill onto his thick fingers, leaving his fingers inside of you as you come down from your high.

You pant heavily as tears slide down the side of your face, happy ones of course. Bazz's fingers press into your jaw and he slowly slides his cum covered fingers out from your pussy.

"God, you sound so pretty when you cum for me," he chuckles out with a deep voice, dipping his head down towards yours and kissing you roughly.

Your pussy is throbbing still, a reminder of how good Bazz is with his fingers.

[kiwicopia]

Bazz-B smut please 🙏🏾

I hope headcanons are enough. :)

🔞 MDNI 🔞

Reminder: requests are not open. The few I've gotten will be done after the Kinktober stuff.

Bazz-B doesn't care whether or not other Sternritters, or even lowly recruits, know about his sexual exploits with his partner. In fact, he's the type to put on a little show if he catches one of them staring a bit too long at his partner, or if they are looked at a certain way. He's all about showing others what they can't have. It both stems from a bit of jealousy and his need to make sure they know that his partner is not up for grabs.

He's the type to purposely and shamelessly touch and do things with his partner right in front of them. Bazz-B will always initiate touches during briefings. Some are hidden from view and others, well, not so much. He's absolutely shameless as he's got his partner on their knees under the table, sucking him off while Jugram talks about the latest thing that Bazz honestly doesn't really care about. Even his noises are shameless, sometimes. He lets them know how good of a job they're doing with soft touches to their face. Whether it be cupping a cheek or petting their hair.

Bazz-B is a dominant man through and through. Typically a hard dom most of the time, but sometimes a certain mood will hit and he just wants to be soft with his partner. With him being so dominant, it's a given that he'd be possessive with his partner. To the point where he'd want to mark them. They're his. No one else's. He'll make sure everyone knows this.

He's not as elegant as Jugram, but Bazz loves being messy with his partner. He can't help how good they look lying in his bed, having an expression of being fucked so good on their face, with his cum painting every little inch of their body. He thinks it's a work of art.

Bazz absolutely craves hearing his partner beg for him. They don't even have to be sweet about it. Just let him hear how badly they need his cock, or how badly they want him to bend them over and fuck them into oblivion, and this man will not hesitate. His goal is to always make them cry for it. He wants them to need him so badly that they can't go a minute without feeling him inside of them.

Going back to him putting on a show for others, this man will not hesitate to fuck his partner after briefings. Literally right after. There will be a few stragglers present after each briefing, and Bazz doesn't want to wait until getting to his room to have his dick shoved inside his partner, so he's making them ride him immediately after most of the Sternritters leave. The ones that stay get a free show, and Bazz will make sure to keep eye contact with them the entire time. He just likes for them to know who his partner belongs to.

Bazz-B is a dirty talker. Not only has he called his partner every little nasty name in the book, he's also teased them for either how well they've taken his cock, or how they sometimes can't fully take him. He's so vocal, too, always telling them every little detail of how he's going to fuck them into oblivion while he's doing it. Sometimes also grunting and groaning in their ear the deeper his dick reaches inside of them. He doesn't care who hears it, either.

If you thought Jugram liked bending his partner like a pretzel, Bazz loves it. Sure, he's got a few positions he normally does with his partner, but he's not passing up an opportunity to try something new with them. He likes to see how flexible they can be. How far they can go for him, for his cock. He knows they'll be sore later, but he doesn't care right now. He just wants to see if this position works well with them or not, and if it's pleasurable or not.

[newtabfics]

#15 for Bazz, if I may? Captain of the Guard is a job that requires a dominant Zora, after all *insert winky face here*

FDJKL TEE-HEE

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"Arch that ass up," He snarled, pinning her shoulder to the ground as he notched up against her hole. "That's an order."

Y/N shivered and did as commanded, moaning happily when he finally slid into her. His second cock rubbed against her clit as he fucked her, spanking her and snarling obscenities.

She knew it was a vent of frustration but she was so happy this was how he chose to do it. She couldn't wait until he had another bad day. Maybe she could convince him to fill her up with his load and try breeding her.

[the-witch-of-one-piece]

Calling Them Daddy During Sex N/SFW: Part 1(Bleach Edition)

霊圧 + 淫慾. //spiritual pressure + lust. ( @sashi-ya x twoop)

Calling Them Daddy during Sex N/SFW Part 1 ft. Shunsui, Byajuya, Kenpachi, Bazz-B and Jugram Created by: The-witch-of-one-piece /600+ /Masterlist/Collab w/ @sashi-ya💜

TW: mention of being called daddy, penetration of a hole, spanking, dirty talk, rough sex and scratching

 He positioned you on your knees as your back arched up. You could feel your knees trembling as he rubbed his tip at your entrance teasing you. You suddenly feel his large fingers gripping the back of your neck pressing you against the mattress. Suddenly feeling his cock sliding inside you. His hand was on your ass as he was rocking you back and forth. With each thrust you could hear the sound of the skin slapping against one another. “Yes daddy just like that~~~!” you called out as you cried against the mattress in full of pleasure. 

~~~~~~~~~~

Shunsui 

Licking his lips hearing the phrase that was music to his ears. These thrusting motions continued at the same pace. You could hear a low chuckle as he groaned so quietly. Leaning in and kissing your shoulder, feeling his warm breath against your bare damp skin. “ So I’m your daddy now??” you could feel the smirk on his face growing. “Well don’t worry_____, daddy is going to take care of you.” Shunsui's sinful voice lingered in your mind with every sensational thrusting he did inside of you.

Byakuya

The pale captain's eyes widened as his thrusting slightly became a bit slower. ‘Daddy?’  he thought to himself. But hearing how you called him daddy once again you could feel his hand gripped on your ass a bit tighter making indentations with his slender fingers. You could hear the moans slipping from his perfect lips as the pace became a bit more rough. Removing his hand from the back of your neck as he pushed his bangs out of his face. “If you desire to call me daddy now.. I won’t object to it.” Both hands firmly holding your ass, his pelvic began to thrust more inside of you. 

Kenpachi

The hands that held you by the neck became tighter, his nails digging into your flesh feeling the sting as your body was coated in a thin layer of sweat. His eyes focused more as he drove his cock deeper inside of you. Instead of calling out daddy you began to moan trying to form the words but the pounding he was giving you was making it hard. When he noticed the word daddy wasn’t coming out he was a bit displeased his raspy voice said “you get me all turned on with that god damn word and you decided to stop saying it? Daddy must be fucking you really good then huh?” the wicked laugh leaves his lips.

Bazz-B

In his mind automatically ‘what the fuck…Daddy?!’  he would think this is some kinda daddy issue you have and that's why you called him daddy.. His jaw is flexing he tilted his back closing his eyes for a moment as he was savoring your slick walls clenching his cock. Hearing the moans of pleasure as you lustfully called him daddy sent the chills down his spine. Drawing his head back as he looked down. You felt the sting as he gave your ass a  hard smack. “I will show you what daddy is capable of doing to a little cum bucket like you.” 

Jugram 

Feeling his hands releasing slightly off the back of your neck, his hand gliding up your arched back. He could see the goosebumps forming. Jugram letting out a low moan spill from his lips. His eyes peeking through his blonde lashes looking at your naked frame, noticing your knees trembling. He didn’t want your knees to give out. Pulling himself out of you, having you on your back facing the blond lash man. Leaning in more, you could feel his thin build body against yours. His eyes looking directly at you “Daddy wanted to see that face of yours.” in his low hush tone you could hear calling him daddy turned him on. 

Tagging: @stygianoir @tealcat001 @dumbbitch223 @bookandyarndragon. @jin-supremacy01

[chire-senbonimagines]

Have you updated your to do list?

Hi anon! I updated it last night so it should be up to date? I don’t think I missed anything in my inbox haha

I’ve copied/pasted it below a read more for those of you on mobile!

TO-DO LIST

Headcanons

Reaction to if their s/o got lip piercings (Grimmjow + Ulquiorra + Aizen + Gin + Tousen)

Reactions to a female s/o trying to dominate (Grimmjow + Ulquiorra + Aizen + Gin + Tousen)

HCs for what Squads 9, 10, & 12 do on their downtime.

HCs for how their hollows affects their love/ sex life (Shinji + Ichigo + Lisa + Kensei)

HCs for receiving a package with their S/O’s head inside it (Byakuya + Unohana + Shunsui)

NSFW HCs of S/O waking them up in a rather sexual way (Kensei + Shunsui + Byakuya)

HCs for having a kid they knew nothing about. When they meet, they’re adults and opposites, personality wise. (Byakuya + Kensei + Shunsui)

HCs for how confused/appreciative they would be with a human SO who’s like a pastel punk type that treats them like they’re made of glass sometimes because they love them so much. (Grimmjow + Starrk + Harribel)

Wedding day HCs (Shinji + Kensei)

HCs seeing reader kick someone’s ass yet again because they getting shit for having a kido type of sword. (Yumichika + Ikkaku)

HCs for comatose s/o recovering (Byakuya + Grimmjow - continuation)

How they would take care of their S/O with a cold (poly Byakuya + Jushiro)

HCs for Kenpachi in love.

Softer dad HCs (Kenpachi)

HCs for if Kenpachi married into a very powerful godlike family

Fem!s/o discovers her Bankai and it turns her temporarily into a kitsune. S/O finds out later that her Bankai can also let her take on a more ethereal form that looks like a straight-up nine tailed fox. (Byakuya)

HCs for Byakuya dating a widow

HCs for an arrange married (Byakuya)

Threesome HCs (Bazz-B)

HCs on how would Bazz-B react if his s/o confessed to him that even if not going to the battlefield isn’t an option they don’t want the war to happen, because they don’t see what’s the point in it or what good could it do.

SFW + NSFW HCs (Tousen)

Married life (Kyouraku)

Anything you want to write with any character(s) you want

HCs Chad dating Kenpachi’s daughter

HCs with fem!s/o who doesn’t believe in herself and feels that everyone looks down on her at work (Shinji)

HCs on reaction to finding out his girlfriend is pregnant with his child after the 1000 year blood war. (Komamura)

HCs on Renji having a sister 2 or 3 years younger than him

HCs for falling for a woman just as cunning and manipulative as he is, but she’s also kind and a good person (Aizen)

HCs on Yoruichi becoming friends with a female shinigami that has a lightning based zanpakuto

Kink HCs (Ikkaku)

HCs on Shinigami women being pregnant

HCs on how Tatsuki acts when she has a crush on someone + NSFW HCs

Yumichika with a chill s/o that’s into art appreciation and aesthetics n stuff but doesn’t put too much stock in people’s physical appearance/attractiveness and doesn’t really understand why Yumichika does

NSFW HCs (Komamura)

HCs birthday kisses that lead to nsfw stuff (Hanataro)

Funny reactions where they hear weird noises coming from s/o’s room, and they go investigate. They think she’s having some fun by herself, but when they fling the door open, they find her sitting on her bed, playing with a ball of slime (Renji + Kensei + Ichigo + Grimmjow)

HCs for Izuru with new third seat in his squad who infuriates him.

Hogwarts houses (Starrk, Grimmjow, Nnoitra + Harribel)

Reaction to s/o revealing they’re going to be parents and telling Rukia (Byakuya)

Fluff HCs (Hichigo)

Scenarios (will be chosen by me and may not all be completed)NSFW

Shunsui/Jushiro/fem!s/o in a poly relationship and they decide to have sex for the first time

Shunsui and his s/o are having a date, maybe under the trees, and it ends in some smut.

Smut scenario Jushiro.

Grimmjow is dominated by his s/o

Nel and Harribel and a female reader, where they are having a girls night and they all end having sex.

Starrk with tsundere fem S/O

Shinji with a soft dom so

Shunsui x female reader where he’s getting spanked over his s/o’s lap for being naughty

Jushiro x reader nsfw scenario where they haven’t been intimate for a while because he’s been bedridden, but once he’s got his strength back, she visits him while wearing a short, tight, light pink sexy nurse’s outfit and he creams himself.

Aizen lets a female reader give him a massage because his muscles are sore. And the massage leads to some nsfw activities

Polyship with Byakuya/reader/older!orihime all dating with some nsfw sprinkled in

Grimmjow and Kensei scenarios where they come home extremely grumpy from their day and need some lovin.

SFW

A cute scenario where Shinji’s a captain again and there’s this new girl working around the office that he really really likes. A scene where she’s got a really cute giggle and sneeze and Shinji’s just internally losing it with how adorable she is.

Scenario of Ichigo falling for a U.S. soldier who’s stationed in Japan but their romance gets put on hold when she’s deployed but she ends up dying, her last letter being given to Ichigo.

Scenario of Ichigo teaching his female best friend who’s a shinigami how to drive

Wrinkles that can be kissed away (Kenpachi + Ukitake + Kyoraku)

Having a bath with his s/o (Ulquiorra, Gin or Aizen)

Ulquiorra having a panic attack/ helping his s/o when they have a panic attack.

Shinji and his gf doing a “long distance” relationship. Like she’s from the human world but he has to go back to the soul society.

Kink requests - none

[thezoraprince]

Dominance - Bazz x reader (18+)

“Could we get some NSFW headcanons for our Zora boys, Bazz and Sidon? Things like what are they like in rut/heat? Are they dominant/submissive? Any particular kinks/behaviors in bed?  Are they gentle or rough?” - @rocklover719​

clearly, this is an 18+ post, so… y’all know the drill  view at your own risk (minors dni w/ this one)

i hope you enjoy <3

(Sidon)

y/n - your name  tw: sexual activities (clearly indicated in request)  (activities + aftercare)

Bazz is very gentle toward you in general

and he’s quite soft in a private setting

but he cannot be around you during his ruts

unless 

unless you’re willing to go all the way with him

even a glimpse of you can cause his mind to go wild

and he let’s you know this

“You don’t know how badly I want you, y/n.”

and if that’s something you’re up for, he wants to double check 

“I… I REALLY don’t want to hurt you, y/n. And I can’t make any promises. Are you SURE this is something you’re up for?”

and you nod

if you’re in public, he quickly escorts you home as professionally as he can

and as soon as you’re out of the public’s view

he’s all. over. you.

he leaves a trail of kisses all over your face and neck

“You look incredible, my darling.” 

but they quickly turn into ‘love bites’ and nibbles once he gets past your jawline

he’s quick to carry you to the bedroom

he puts you on the bed and gazes at your figure

and he’s filled with lust

soon enough he’s on top of you

intensely kissing you

feeling the curves of your body

he gives you a sly smile before squeezing your inner thigh

he loves teasing you

and you’re whining already

he bites his lip at your sounds

he’s got you so wound up

and he hasn’t even gotten you undressed yet

“You’re gonna have to beg for it, sweetheart.”

little by little, he helps you undress yourself

and then he’s right back to teasing you

you’re begging for him

“Well, aren’t you a needy little guppy…”

he kisses you with so much fervor

and he leaves another trail of kisses all the way down your body

he reaches your sex and teases you with little pecks before putting your legs on his shoulders

and he takes you in his mouth, his tongue only intensifying your pleasure

gripping your hips so tightly

the moans that escape you are fueling the flame within him

and he wants you

“Y/n, I need you.”

and you give him a quick nod to let him know you’re ready

slowly, he guides himself into you

letting out a low moan, almost growling

and he’s clenching his jaw 

his thrusts start out slow

but quickly becomes more aggressive

his grip on you tightens

“Oh, y/n…” 

and his eyes are locked on yours

he tugs on your hair a bit

and he’s almost drooling from the ecstasy 

those little nibbles turn into bites

because he simply can’t help himself

he grins when you finish before him

“Couldn’t wait for me, huh?”

he finishes just after you

spilling his seed where you desire

because your compliance should be rewarded with a say in the matter

you’re both lying there

coming down from the high

and after gaining some sort of sensibility, Bazz helps you get cleaned up 

he crawls back into bed with you, holding you so so close

“Are you feeling okay?”

he lets you snuggle in close

and he rubs your back for comfort

“You were outstanding, y/n. And please know that I love and cherish you more than words can say. Do you need anything? Some water, maybe?”

and if you need ANYTHING, he’s on it

“Don’t lift a finger, my darling. You’ve done more than enough. I’ll be right back.”

he brings you water and anything else you may need 

and he gets back into bed with you and kisses your cheek

“Get some rest, my angelfish. You need it.”

[satsugacafe]

「 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐂𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦 」

➳❥ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: Aizen, Kisuke, Shunsui, Jushiro, Byakuya, Zaraki, Gin, Shinji, Hisagi, Kira, Ichigo, Renji, Uryu, Yhwach, Jugram, Askin, Bazz-B, Grimmjow, Starrk, Ulquiorra

➳❥ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: gn!reader, cockwarming

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐍𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

Loves it: They enjoy it far too much, to the point where it’s almost a necessity.

They thrive on control, and cockwarming is more than just intimacy—it’s a way to claim you completely, to keep you close, to feel you wrapped around them without even needing to move. They’ll be the ones to suggest it, pulling you into their lap with a teasing smirk, lifting your hips just enough to sink you down onto their cock before holding you there with a firm grip. The moment you even think about moving, their hands tighten around your waist, fingers digging in possessively. “Ah, ah, love. Did I say you could move?” Their voice was always calm and full of amusement at your neediness, but their grip told you they were not playing around.

They’ll press you close, your chest flush with theirs as they murmur soft praises about how good you feel. Sometimes, they’ll use this as a playful punishment—teasing you with lingering kisses, grinding just enough to make your toes curl, only to halt all movement with a low, warning tone: “Patience, love. Stay still, or I’ll make sure you���re begging before we’re done.”

Some of them use it to tease you, getting you worked up only to deny you the satisfaction of movement. Others do it simply because they enjoy it—because the warmth of you around them, the soft squeeze of your walls, is too perfect to let go of. They’ve spent hours like this, with you tucked against their chest, their cock buried deep in you while they absentmindedly stroke your back, murmuring sweet words or just enjoying the quiet. And sometimes, they push you to your absolute limit, whispering filth into your ear, making you ache with need, but refusing to let you move even an inch. “Look at you, trembling already. So desperate to ride me, hmm? But I told you, love, you're not allowed.”

They thrive off the control, off knowing that you’re at their mercy, utterly filled and unable to do anything about it. And when they finally let you move? They’ll enjoy watching you completely fall apart for them. At other times, it’s pure comfort; they’ll lounge with you wrapped around them, whispering sweet nothings while rubbing soothing circles into your back.

— Aizen, Kisuke, Shunsui, Jushiro, Byakuya, Yhwach, Jugram, Askin, Starrk

Hates it: They don’t see the appeal—what the fuck is this new method of torture?

They’re not built for restraint, and the moment they feel the heat of your body wrapped around them, all reason flies out the window. The first time you suggest cockwarming, they agree out of curiosity, thinking it’s harmless fun. The moment you sink down onto them, they immediately regret agreeing to this. The way you squeeze around them, the heat of your walls wrapped around their cock, the way you feel so soft and warm—it’s torture. Their hands shoot out to your waist, gripping you tight as they fight the overwhelming urge to start thrusting up into you. “What the fuck is this?! You can’t be serious,” they growl, already losing their patience as you snuggle against them, pressing your face into their neck.

And the worst part? Every single time you suggest cockwarming after that, they pretend to be on board—only to completely ignore the rules and wreck you the second you’re seated on them. “Oh yeah, sure, we can just ‘sit still,’” they say with a smirk. “Let’s see how long you last.”

“This is ridiculous. Move. Now.” When you refuse, pushing their hands away with a playful smirk, they’ll grow desperate, their breathing ragged as they fight the urge to thrust into you. The tension only lasts a few seconds before they snap, their hands locking you in place as their hips buck uncontrollably. “You really thought I’d sit still? Cute, but I’m not that patient.” They waste zero time setting a brutal pace, fucking you senseless for even daring to tease them like that. After that, cockwarming becomes less about staying still and more about turning your body into their personal playground.

— Zaraki, Renji, Bazz-B, Grimmjow

Mixed feelings: They don’t mind it, but they have their limits. Don’t push them.

Their approach to cockwarming is entirely dependent on their mood. When they’re relaxed or exhausted, they’ll welcome it with open arms, pulling you onto their lap and letting you settle into them as they rest their chin on your shoulder. “This is nice,” they’ll murmur, as they wrap their arms around you. In these moments, they find peace in the quiet intimacy, enjoying the closeness without the need for anything more. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” they murmur against your temple.

Sometimes, it’s a practical indulgence—when they’re busy working, they’ll let you straddle them, their cock buried deep inside you as they continue their tasks, occasionally giving you a teasing squeeze or a light kiss. However, if you’ve been teasing them all day or decide to turn the session into a game of restraint, you’ll awaken their less patient side. Grinding their teeth, they’ll try to endure it, but eventually, their self-control will snap. “Alright, enough of this. You think this is funny?” they’ll growl. “Testing my patience like this?” Before you know it, you’re pinned beneath them, and they’re making damn sure you regret teasing them like that.

Cockwarming is a gamble with them—you never know whether you’ll get a sweet, lazy session or a punishment that leaves you unable to walk the next day. But that’s part of the thrill, isn’t it?

— Gin, Kira, Hisagi, Shinji, Ichigo, Ulquiorra, Uryu, Ryuken

Taglist: @stygianoir @edensrose

©satsugacafé: no permission to repost, plagiarise, copy or translate my work onto any other platform or this one.

[aizenswhore]

Bazz-B has been lingering in my mind as of late. Look at this. Perfect!🫢❤️

KINKTOBER DAY 2 - Restraints: Bazzard Black x Female Reader

As requested by @joemamamatheslayerr.

Summary: Weeks have gone by since Bazz B's final training excursion with Captain Qilge Opie's soldiers. Yet he can't shake off the image from his mind of the female Soldat who used rope to capture her prey...

TW: MDNI! Bazz is a bit of an asshole in this, Female Quincy!Reader, swearing, dirty talk, restraints in the form of ropes, oral sex.

Word count: 2498

Read on AO3 here.

Bazz B wiped the sweat off his face as he tried to catch his breath. Captain Opie’s training program for new Sternritters was punishing and unforgiving, but with a glint in his eyes, Bazz was determined to survive the final day.

This was the final training before the war against the Shinigami. The training regiment gave Bazz a firsthand experience of Captain Opie’s cruelty during the Hollow hunting excursions, and the punishments he doled out to his soldiers that didn’t meet his expectations.

But after today, Bazz would complete his final training with the Executive Hunting Captain and walk proudly with the other Sternritters to wage war against the Shinigami. No matter how exhausted he was, Bazz couldn’t stop grinning as he looked forward to it.

Today’s mission was role reversal of sorts, where the new Sternritters would be the hunted, and the Jagdarmee serving Captain Opie, would be the hunters. The new Sternritters would need to cross the heavily forested, yet mountainous terrain to their final resting camp. Captain Opie wanted the new recruits to use any means necessary to conceal themselves, using the terrain to their advantage, but they were forbidden from using their abilities.

A few of the Jagdarmee saw Bazz in the distance, so he concealed himself among the trees, while flicking a random reishi arrow into the horizon to throw them off.

The Jagdarmee sprinted past him, with Bazz’s smirk growing larger as they miscalculated to where he was. He remained hidden in the trees until he sensed their reishi far off in the distance. The distance between him and the soldiers would not cause him any problems for the remainder of the area he needed to cover. From the cover of the trees, he could see the camp in the nearby distance. He was almost there.

As he jumped down and landed under the forest clearing, he heard a comrade yelp nearby. The Executive Captain’s remarks were bellowing in his ears, “it is every Quincy for himself. Those who are caught are not strong enough to serve Our Highness.”

But Bazz wasn’t going to help, he just wanted a good laugh at the bastard caught by the Jagdarmee. His hunting days of youth with Jugram taught and honed his hunting skills, as well as how to remain undetected by prey, so Bazz remained hidden in the trees as he peered into what had happened.

And he regretted it instantly.

A female Jagdarmee member had restrained a candidate with, what Bazz was assuming, special reishi ropes. He stared at the scene, unsure as to why he couldn’t look away. Was it the way she held her head up high? The way she gripped the rope, holding the candidate in place? Her face was expressionless, yet she looked regal as if it was her place to be on top, with one foot on the candidate’s head, forcing them into the ground.

But before Bazz could savour the sight, he felt more Jagdarmee quickly approaching. Without hesitation, Bazz made his way towards the finish line, and to his rightful place as a member of the Sternritters.

A few weeks or so had passed since the final excursion, and Bazz was pissed off. Laying in his bed, staring at his ceiling, he was getting annoyed at the random female soldier he fucked last night, who didn’t fucking leave, after several pointed comments for her to go. His patience, which was limited to begin with, was growing thin as she incessantly chattered about something.

“Get the fuck off me and get out!” Bazz yelled, trying to push the woman off his chest, as she fawned over how much fun she had, how good he was. Normally he would egg his bedmates for more praises, maybe having a quickie before they left for their separate duties, but as of late, Bazz was left unsatisfied and furious.

“You’re such a fucking asshole,” she yelled back, grabbing her uniform off the floor.

“You’re the slut who spread her legs for me!” He bellowed, his words laced with anger, “maybe think twice before you become a fucking whore to any guy who gives a glance at you.” He snapped, as she slammed the door of his chamber.

“Fucking bitch.” Bazz yelled, as he threw his lamp at the door.

As her stomps faded away, Bazz got up and cleaned up his room, trying to reign in his anger. He swept the shattered remnants of his lamp, made his bed and began his morning routine.

Until his infuriating mind, flashed a vision of the female Jagdarmee member, holding her rope tightly. He muttered obscenities as he looked down to his cock, watching it twitch from the memory. His once limp cock, hardening at the thought of her. He glared at himself in the mirror, but Bazz was never one to dwell on problems. He knew what would solve this.

Bazz had found, from listening to his comrades (for once), that the first regiment of Captain Opie’s Jagdarmee were staying Silbern for an indefinite amount of time. They were to lend support for the upcoming war.

“So where are they staying?” Bazz bluntly asked Jugram, who narrowed his eyes at Bazz’s question.

“Silbern can hold all of the Wandenreich.” Jugram curtly said, “the Jagdarmee will have their own quarters separate from the Sternritters, as the palace prepares for Our Highness’ ascent.”

“Jugo, what’s with the attitude asshole?” Bazz snapped, hating the underlying tone laced in Jugram’s words.

“I saw the female soldier leave your room this morning in anger. Whatever your plans with the Jagdarmee are, leave them out of it.” Jugram sneered.

Bazz’s temper flared at Jugram’s comment, but he held himself back. It wasn’t like Jugram was off the mark, but the persistence of that one Jagdarmee solider was slowly being etched into his mind, driving him into a frenzy. Before more words could be exchanged, the Sternritters and the rest of the Wandenreich were summoned to Yhwach’s hall.

Bazz scanned his surroundings, taking note of all the Quincies in attendance. Yhwach shared that the preparations for the war were well under way, and the daten on cumbersome Shinigami, would be distributed to all Sternritter and soldiers in the coming days.

It was then he saw her, not far from the front. Her eyes were in awe as she hung to Yhwach’s every word.

Then the meeting concluded. Bazz watched from a distance as he watched her walk away with her comrades in tow, silently trailing them to their quarters. He watched her walk, with whom he assumed were friends, with the casual and relaxed demeanour the group had. Then to Bazz’s surprise, she apologized to the group and split away to another corridor.

As Bazz entered the hallway, she was gone, until he heard her voice. She had sprung up behind him.

“Why are you stalking me, Bazzard Black?” You asked him.

“You Jagdarmee bastards really know your shit. Nothing gets passed you, huh.” Bazz chuckled, holding his hands up as if he got caught stealing. He slowly turned around to face you, a smirk growing on his face. He inspected you, his eyes gleaning with appreciation for what he saw.

Your uniform looked pristine, as if you weren’t in the wilderness the days before. Your face was emotionless as ever as he inspected you over.

“Well, what is it?” You asked him, “spit it out, we don’t have all day.” As he continued to stare at you.

“Those ropes of yours, care to show me how it works? Never seen a Quincy use ropes like that before.” He lied, making his way closer to you.

You rolled your eyes, “you’re a terrible liar.” Bazz’s eyes flashed in anger, but you continued to speak, as you looked him over, “but I’ll let that slide, if you tell me what it is you want.” You said, confidently.

Bazz smirked at your response, “I will. Just lead me to your room. Unless you wanna ‘teach’ me in mine.” Bazz snickered, watching your eyes widen at what he just said.

But you weren’t flustered. Without hesitation, you grabbed his hand and led him to your room, locking it.

Bazz looked over your room. It didn’t hold a lot, unsurprisingly as you had just arrived, but he saw the rope draped over the desk chair. Without thinking, he went to grab it, but his hands were met with nothing. You had quickly snatched your rope from him, holding it firmly in your hands.

You clicked your tongue at him, “I didn’t say you could touch it.” You said in a mock, disappointed tone. You made your way to your bed, ushering him to join you.

He laid down on his back as you hovered over him. You hummed as your eyes scanned his much larger body, “I think you’re wearing a bit too much for bed, don’t you think?” You asked, in a calm, even tone, with a pointed look at him.

“I will if you will.” Bazz teased, slowly raising the top of his uniform, his abs peaking through.

“Oh no, only good boys get to see me without the uniform.” You chided at him, as you began to untangle the rope. Bazz was transfixed as he watched your fingers pull and segment portions of the rope. He quickly threw the top of his uniform on to the ground, until you tsked at him again, as you stared at his pants.

Bazz quickly shoved his pants off and laid bare naked on your bed. You straddled his chest and inspected his body, a finger tracing his neckline down to his lower abdomen. You hummed in satisfaction, then said, “put your hands together in front of me.”

Bazz watched you quickly tie his arms together, then you spread his legs apart, tying his legs to each end of your bed. Once everything was tied and secured, you sat between his legs, a hand in your cheek as you watched him flex his limbs.

“Damn,” he whispered, as he tried to pull his leg. It was almost like the rope was a metal shackle. He couldn’t move it at all.

His cock twitched from the movement he tried to make, earning a smile from you.

You ghosted your fingers over his hardening cock, earning a harsh grunt from Bazz.

“Do you do this often?” You asked, still teasing his cock.

“Getting tied up by pretty girls?” Bazz huffed, staring at you, “no. I’ve been getting my dick wet from annoying sluts.” He grumbled, as he tried to move his limbs again, but nothing budged.

You laughed at his words, “well aren’t I lucky?”

Straddling his body, you remained fully clothed as your fingers and lips lightly kissed and touched Bazz’s body. Touches that were light enough to be sensed, but not strong enough to satisfy, earning a disgruntled sound coming from Bazz.

“Don’t be such a fucking tease.” Bazz snapped, as he struggled against his bindings.

You ignored him, as you kissed your way down his abdomen, so close to his erection. Bazz’s eyes narrowed as he watched you purposefully avoid his cock.

“You’re the definition of a cocktease.” He groaned, annoyed that his now hard cock wasn’t receiving any attention.

“Patience, patience.” You softly whispered, kissing his lips, surprising him. Bazz didn’t kiss his bedmates on the mouth, but he also hadn’t been tied up by them. Your lips were soft, and you tasted sweet. He wanted to taste more of you.

You flashed him another smile, “I guess your attitude has improved, I’ll let you have a small reward.” You slowly unzipped the top of your uniform and reached behind you to unhook your bra. Your breasts bounced from being free. Bazz smirked at the view, “some nice pair of tits you got on you.”

You winked at him, thanking him, then made your way back to his cock. You softly kissed the tip of his weeping erection.

“Use your mouth.” Bazz snapped, bucking his hips trying to get you to suck closer.

You rolled your eyes again, “you really don’t have any patience. There’s plenty of time for the fun stuff.” You calmly explained, wrapping a hand around his cock and giving it a firm pump. Bazz groaned at the feeling.

The room was getting hot, so you decided to take the rest of your uniform off, giving him a show. Bazz licked his lips in anticipation as he watched the last bits of your uniform fall to the ground.

Bazz wanted to grab your hips and pull you down on to his cock, but the ropes were in the way.

He was frustrated but he had never felt this horny before. He wanted to fuck your brains out but wanted you to ride him as he remained tied to your bed.

He also needed to cum, the red tip of his cock leaking precum from all the teasing you had done prior. And now you were naked, your pussy so close to him. He couldn’t stand it.

You kissed his body again, this time with more intensity. Traveling downwards back to his cock, Bazz begged, for the first time in his life, “please. Your mouth, your pussy, anything, I need to cum.” He pleaded, his face flushed and a light sheen of sweat covering his body.

“Oh I don’t know…” you said sarcastically, wrapping your hand around his cock, giving it a firmer pump, earning another groan form him. Then without warning, you placed his cock between your breasts. Pushing your breasts together, you pumped his cock between them as you licked the precum off his tip. Bazz’s hips bucked as he tried to match the motion of your breasts, but you knew what you were doing.

Soon you let his cock slip from your breasts, and in one go, swallowed his cock whole. You bobbed your head up and down, humming around him. Bazz groaned loudly, “fuck, your tits, your mouth, you feel fucking amazing.”

You didn’t stop your pace, as Bazz’s moans grew louder. “Fuck!” He yelled, as his cum filled your mouth and throat, with some escaping your lips. You pulled yourself away from his cock with a soft pop. You opened your cum-filled mouth to show Bazz, then swallowed every drop, licking your lips in satisfaction.

“Fuck, that was hot.” Bazz panted, closing his eyes. He hadn’t cum like that in what felt like years.

“You weren’t so bad yourself,” you teased at him, making your way to the restraints. You untied him and gently massaged his skin, making sure circulation was flowing back.

“I’m not a complete asshole, you know.” Bazz muttered, as he flexed his wrists and legs.

You looked at him in confusion, “what are you talking about?”

“Let me return the favour.” He said, pushing you on to the bed.

You smirked at him as you gave a glance at his hands, “well I heard those fingers of yours were something special.”

Thanks for reading!! It was very fun to write.

[brittscafe]

Pairing: Jugram x reader x Bazz B.

Summary: Poly relationship NSFW and SFW headcanons. Jugram x reader x Bazz B.

Request: Hi! Hopefully I'm not too late! If so, it's okay, I'll send the request again at a later date. SFW and NSFW headcanons for a reader x Jugram x Bazz-B poly relationship? Can't choose one over the other so.... Why not both! 🤤 Please and thank you for your hard work 🙏

A/n: omggg yessss!!! I loved writing theseeeee omggg <3

Content: SFW and NSFW headcanons.

SFW:

I can see Bazz B and Jugram both fighting for your attention and at times being jealous of each other.

They find it fun competing for your attention and love, but you know that you give them both equal amounts of love and attention.

Jugram loves to give you massages while Bazz feeds you and kisses you all over your face.

Jugram is more of the chill type and he likes to just stay inside and read or watch tv while cuddling with you.

Once Bazz likes to live life on the edge and go out a lot.

You have lots of fun with both of them and the three of you will go out on dates together too.

You each take turns tho choosing where to go.

When you're asleep, you're sandwiched in between the two men, Jugram's got his arm around your waist and Bazz has got his legs thrown over yours.

Jugram and Bazz loveee sleeping like that bc they feel like they can really protect you that way.

Don't even gotta worry about your safety because Jugram and Bazz always walk side by side to you, nobody could even dareee to touch you with them there.

They are both super protective and possessive over you, always gotta have their hands on you.

Jugram is soft and gentle with you, soft lingering touches while Bazz is more rough with you, leaving you hot and bothered.

Regardless, they balance you out and each other out.

You love that you can get all spicy and playful with Bazz and you can also get soft and romantic from Jugram, it's a win win.

NSFW:

OMFGGGG, sorry I'm gonna like drool when writing this!!

They both love to get a taste of you and make sure you are all pleasured.

The two of them pleasuring you at the same time issss insane, your body can't really take it.

You're a panting moaning mess as Bazz teases you and Jugram whispers such dirty words into your ear.

"Can you take it anymore, y/n?" Jugram asks, tilting your chin up as you whimper. Bazz chuckles from behind and shakes his head. "i don't think they can anymore."

Hands traveling all over your body, sending a chill down your spine as they both whisper dirty things into your ears.

Jugram will hold you up as Bazz takes his time pleasuring you with his fingers.

Bazz will make you go down on him and make him feel so good as Jugram takes his time pleasuring you.

It's almost too much, making your knees buckle and sweet sounds echo in the room.

Jugram and Bazz will take their time pleasuring you and making sure they each get their fill of pleasure too.

The room is practically fogging up with moans, whines, and whimpers.

Once they each get their fill of you and had enough, it's time for the aftercare.

Bazz lays down on the bed, panting heavily and smirking over at you as Jugram gently cleans you up.

Bazz's fingers will dance along your arm, almost mocking you in a way to remind you of how good his fingers felt.

Jugram cups your cheek, a thumb brushing over your skin as a gentle reminder.

[kiwicopia]

Key

🍑 = female reader

🍆 = male reader

🍓 = gender neutral reader

⚠️ = spoilers

🔅 = fluff

✳️ = angst

💠 = smut/suggestive

🩸 = blood & gore

🔪 = yandere

All Mine (fic) 🍑💠

General Smut HCs 🍓💠

♥️ No requests | Irregular posts | Likes & reblogs ♥️

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[newtabfics]

Not sure if you’ve written for Bazz from botw/Totk, but if you could do him for prompt #18 that would be lovely! 🧡

TOO LATE. ITS CAT READER. Nah im playing. Given the content i make i will say, unless specified, i will default to fem reader!

Send prompts from THIS list!

"Fu--" He grunted, biting his fist to muffle his moan.

"You taste like fucking candy," Y/N cooed, kissing at his tip before swirling her tongue around the head. "Please give me a better taste?"

"Fucking Depths, Y/N," He moaned, grabbing her hair and thrusting into her mouth. "You're driving me mad!"

Y/N could only grin as she looked up at the Zora guard, happily slackening her jaw to accommodate his girth in her throat.

Bazz swore he could see hearts in her eyes as he watched her taking his cock. It was entirely risky. Another guard could come around the corner any minute and here she was, the Hylian guest swallowing his cock and stroking the second.

"Gonna be the death of me," He groaned.