#shunsui smut

[kenpachissluut]

mean rough men who would pound your pretty pussy from behind against the cold nasty wall of an dark alley at night. gripping the plush of your ass with their big veiny calloused hands while their fat cock hits your sweet spot over and over.

pressing your face more against the cold wall fucking you roughly dumb and stupid. Abusing your poor cunt with their deep sloppy mean thrusts. loud moaning and rough skin slapping filling the alley, where anyone could hear or catch you fucking at any time. but you don’t care, neither does your man. yanking your head back by a fistful of your hair as they push two thick fingers inside your mouth, making you gag and drooling all over their fingers. pounding and thrusting meaner and rougher until your pussy clenched around the fat of his cock, making you squirt all over his dick. With a final deep thrust filling your nasty cunt full of his cum. They lean in and whisper into your ear amused:

,,My nasty slut likes being fucked in an dark alley huh?‘‘

kenpachi zaraki, urahara kisuke, mayuri kurotsuchi, grimmjow jaegerjaquez, yhwach, white zangetsu, sosuke aizen, shunsui kyoraku, toji fushiguro, shiu kong, naoya zenin, suguru geto, satoru gojo, sukuna ryomen, megumi fushiguro

⋆˚ lunaeanima 𝜗𝜚˚⋆🎀

[muzansfangs]

You tell them you got a brazilian wax by a guy.

Starring: Aizen Sosuke x f!reader; Urahara Kisuke x f!reader; Shunsui Kyoraku x f!reader; Byakuya Kuchiki x f!reader;

Format: short imagines;

Warnings: nsfw, fluff, human/modern au, mention to female nudity, jealousy, vaginal fingering, dirty talk, language, creampie, oral sex (Aizen!receiving), vaginal sex, spanking, choking, spying on a partner, mention to murderous intents, wax play.

Plot: A trend on Tik Tok made you plot a devious plan to make your beloved boyfriend going mad. He knew you had an appointment for a brazilian wax. He obviously assumed you were going to be assisted by a woman. How will he react, when you tell him it was a man? Will his jealousy go too far? Will your prank get you in a bad situation?

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Sosuke Aizen.

You knew better than messing with him. Your boyfriend and his god complex, along with his mania for having everything under his control could truly be lethal. Quite literally. Yet, you were bored that Friday night. Sosuke was not around and you ended up slumping onto your couch, phone in hand, scrolling through Tik Tok in search for a way to entertain yourself.

You did not really do much, beside chuckling every now and then. Well, that was until you came across a specific trend regarding a thing you were not unfamiliar with. As you watched the way a poor boyfriend freaked out at the thought of his girlfriend getting a brazilian wax from a guy, you could not restrain yourself from testing the waters. Aizen Sosuke, the cold-blooded mastermind you shared a roof with, was going to experience a man’s personal living hell.

It was a monday evening, when he came back from work just to find you laying on your stomach on your shared bed, in a set of black lingerie he had bought for you a few months ago, chuckling to yourself. He furrowed his brows, settling his briefcase onto the armchair beside the window, as he slowly removed his jacket.

His predatory eyes roamed over your curves. He knew you had gone to your monthly wax appointment. He could see your smooth legs and the way your lingerie already showed shaved portions of your nether regions supposed to be covered. If you had opted for such a provocative attire, it could only mean that you wanted to show off your body to him.

“Hello, darling” he greeted you, his trademark grin crossing his lips as he tugged at his black tie to loosen it.

It was hard to keep your play on, as you watched him slowly get ready to devour you. He always took his time, confident that his cold and charming demeanor worked magic on you even before his hands started to trace the curves of your body. It was true, unfortunately. But you had to resist. It was your time to torture him, after all.

“Hey” you whispered, lifting yourself up on your knees as he approached the bed.

He swept his tongue over his bottom lip, his hand cupping your cheek as he stood at the edge of the bed, leaning down to let his mouth collide with yours in a demanding kiss. You could not deny yourself such a treat and you returned it with equal passion, earning a guttural grunt from him.

He did not say much, he sat down next to you and it was a silent signal for you to climb over his lap and straddle him as you always did. He had somehow trained you to have some reactions and do specific things in response to his gestures. Sosuke Aizen surely had his own way to make you bend the knee effortlessly at his silent requests.

As you straddled him, his hand reached up to grasp his glasses and he hastily took them off, discarding them somewhere beside him on the bed without bothering to fold them. It was so atypical of him. He seemed eager to have you that night and you could not help yourself but tease him about it. After all, pouring gasoline on a wild fire was the right thing to do to get him even more eager.

“Damn, are you that eager to see me naked?” you taunted him, as he darted his brown chocolate hues on your again. There it was, his lustful glare that made your knees buckle.

“Actually, I’m eager to fuck you” he deadpanned, his hand landing on your neck and squeezing it enough to keep you in place, as his other hand tugged your thong to the side and he glided the pads of his fingers down your slit.

You gasped, arching your back as he smirked down at you “You’re already dripping… If it’s so easy to get you wet, I wonder how you don’t make a mess on your beautician’s couch while texting me” he joked, drawing figures eight on your bundle of nerves.

There you were, ready to drop the bomb.

As he delved his fingers into your aching core, a strained moan falling from your lips, you glanced at him with an innocent smile on your face, as you made the ground shake under his feet “Oh, I guess I have been lucky today. Can you imagine Robert’s face, if I stained the couch?”.

Congrats, Aizen.exe stopped working.

He froze solid, his fingers were still buried deep into you, but he was not thrusting them in his usual smooth movements that made you squirm. His eyes were locked with yours, a small frown on his face. You genuinely thought you had just given him an heart attack.

“Robert” he repeated flatly, clearly unamused.

It was in moments like this, when he was serious, seraphic, that you feared him the most. Aizen could be dangerous, truly dangerous. The hint of wrath sparkling into his eyes gave you chills and you uncomfortably darted your eyes away from him. The carpet underneath his shoes suddenly seemed particularly interesting.

“Yeah, Robert. The new guy who works for my beautician. You know, he helps her” you stated, you mouth feeling like chalk all of a sudden.

The dry laughter leaving Sosuke’s lips made you shiver and it took you a few seconds to realize you had royally screwed up, because he was so nimble to wrap his hand around your throat again, and pin you to the bed underneath him, that you had not realized your position had switched so suddenly.

“I don’t doubt it. He must have enjoyed the view of your legs spread wide in front of his stupid face. — he chimed, a devious smile curling his lips as he paused to clench his teeth — A stupid face I’ll gladly fuck up tonight. Would you love to see it, love? I could take his heart to you, offering his pulsing, wretched organ to you. I’ll gauge his eyes out of his skull. I’ll squeeze the life out of him—” he hissed, each time the threat becoming similar to the ones the slashers whispered through the phones to their victims in the stupid movies he loved to watch with you, only to feel you curl up next to him on your sofa.

They were hilarious, according to him.

“Aizen, I was fucking joking! Stop! It was a trend I ran into on Tik Tok!” you quipped, eyes rounded as you cut him off.

Your boyfriend arched his dark eyebrows up, tilting his head to the side and slowly releasing his grip on your neck. He looked almost disappointed. Not towards you. Maybe, he truly wished to kill someone. Because he would kill whoever dared to even glance at you.

His jealousy was skyrocketing.

“I see. — he stated then, before hopping back on his feet and slowly unbuckling his black leather belt — Since you love to use this pretty mouth of yours for talking bullshit, open it to make amend. I’ll obviously come into your mouth, darling. I expect you to swallow” he hissed, gripping your hair and dropping his pants down to his ankles.

Maybe, just maybe, he took a day off from work every month to accompany you to the beauty point. Perhaps, he stalked you down, when you went on your own, because the idea of a random Robert staring and touching your pubes truly made him want to commit a mass murder.

Shunsui Kyoraku.

Shunsui was the perfect victim for this trend. As soon as you ran into that video, you could picture the look of horror on his face as you told him another man had touched you in such an intimate spot. You were simply his. No man could enjoy the sight of you with your legs opened wide to show off your intimacy, no man but him. Eveything was settled and your plan took place two days after you had visited your beautician.

Shunsui had just returned home after a business trip and you had decided to welcome him not only by cooking his favorite dish and buying some extra saké, but by being his personal dessert.

As he ran his hands down your smooth thighs and practically folded you in half, your legs pressed against your chest, you knew that teasing him in the aftermath of such a passionate encounter was going to do numbers on him. His little usual nap was going to wait, after all, because his mind was just about to get pested with horrendous scenarios of a non-existing man exploring his little nest.

“There it is… Look at you, baby, you got such a perfect little hole to fill with my cum” Shunsui panted, his fingers gently spreading your labia as he watched in pride and awe his seed oozing out from you.

You were absolutely drained, your thighs still trembling and your breath irregular as you tried to get a grip of yourself and calm down. Yet, how could you, when the man who had just fucked you to oblivion was Shunsui Kyoraku? He had such a fine way to unravel you that you almost felt guilty for what you were about to say.

Lazily pushing yourself up on your elbows, you hummed and watched Shunsui slump down next to you “Oh, I know. You are definitely not the first man who has ever told me that” you casually commented, sitting up properly and running your fingers through your hair in a futile attempt to fix them.

Shunsui knew about your ex. Even though he was jealous about anyone that was not him, he still did not think of your ex as a ghost from the past threatening your relationship and he actually had no issues in listening to you talking about him. After all, you were his. That man had lost you forever.

“Well, your ex then had his way with words too” your boyfriend stated, a playful smile crossing his lips.

“My ex? Nah, I’m talking about Murata” you replied, laying back down and rolling on your side to face him.

Shunsui Kyoraku, your loving man, was now definitely interested in what you were saying.

Arching his eyebrows up and resting his head on the palm of his hand, he curiously inquired “Who’s Murata? Your gynecologist?”.

You chuckled and shook your head “My what? No, babe, I’m talking about my new beautician’s co-worker. Murata is such an amazing guy, you know? His fingers are so delicate and he applies the wax in a tender way” you lied, sounding as serious as you possibly could.

You swore you had seen his eye twitch, as he grasped your hip drew you closer to him. Your eyes widened as Shunsui’s hand slided down the small of your back and cupped your rear, giving it a firm squeeze.

“Where did this Murata boy put his fingers?” he huskily asked you, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear as you swallowed thickly. Oh, you knew exactly what was going to happen.

Were you regretting that little stunt you had pulled? Oh, you were for sure.

At your lack of answers, Shunsui sighed and rolled you onto your stomach. His hands gripped your hips and he raised your waist up, until it was at the perfect level with his pelvis. But no, he was not going to claim his domain on your inner walls again. A little punishment was in store fore you.

“Poor little baby, she tries to prank me but cannot even play the part until the very end. Good, that’s good, though” he chuckled, before you parted your lips to let a soft whimper leave them and turn your stomach upside down.

“Shunsui! Babe, I’m sorry! It was a prank! I promise” you piped out, blushing as you hid your face down onto the pillow.

“I’m not having it”.

Spanks it was. But he surely made it up to you later on.

Urahara Kisuke.

Your pervert boyfriend and this trend were a perfect combination for a disaster. It was like throwing powder into a fire. But it sounded like a good idea for you, therefore you persuaded yourself nothing would have gone wrong. Kisuke was not a jealous man. Of course he was protective and a bit territorial, but he never actually made a scene or freaked out, when a man tried to hit on you. He believed you could handle the situation perfectly on your own and, on top of that, if he had to step up and chase the stranger away, he surely avoided violent conflicts.

You two were laying onto your shared bed, Kisuke on top of you, as his mouth was latched onto your throat and his hand was currently between your thighs.

Whimpers and heavy breaths filled the air, while his fingers deftly plunged into you, making your lips part to chant a lewd melody he loved. He knew so many ways of making your knees buck and drag orgasms out of you that it was not a surprise that simply fingering you could make you scream out his name.

“Do you even realize how wet you are? You’ve soaked my whole hand and wrist, you dirty kitten” he cooed in your ear, slowing down the pace he had set a tad bit to enjoy the way your walls clenched onto his slender fingers so tightly.

As he did that, decided to slip his fingers out of you, only to glide them down your folds and enjoying how soft, smooth and slippery they were after the wax appointment you had gone to yesterday.

“So soft, you are so soft, you know?” he teased you, grinning as he took his hat off with his free hand.

Now or never. It was time to drop your bomb.

“Yeah, I know. — you breathed out, glancing up at him and resting the back of your hand over your forehead before letting out a dramatic sigh —I expected you to use some original terms to describe my pussy, though. I mean, Jason used those exact words yesterday. Tsk, I expected you to do better than him” you gingerly said, averting your eyes from him.

Urahara Kisuke went silent. The pads of his fingers glued to your folds, he tried to process what you had just said. A man? Did you mention a man? Additionally, not even a native one, judging by his name, therefore he surely did not know him.

“I’m sorry, who in the holy Soul Society is Jason?” he quizzically asked, tilting his head to the side as he stared at you in utter shock.

“Who?”.

“Jason. Who is this J-A-S-O-N man?” he replied, his eyes dangerously darting onto the lit candle on the night stand.

If his kitten was up for playing with fire, he was going to let you play with it.

“Oh, Jason, right… Well, he waxed me yesterday. He praised my flesh in such a basic way it was hard not to laugh at his face” you replied, pushing yourself up onto your elbows as Kisuke simply hummed and reached for the candle.

At first you got confused, eyebrows knitted together while your eyes followed his moves and the way he began to look at your thighs while licking his lips. It was only then that you remembered how he had wished to try some wax play with you. Eyes widening in shock, you gawked and sat up.

“Kisuke! Baby, wait, wait! I was kidding! It was a trend I ran into on Tik Tok! I promise, I’ll cut the crap!” you fretted, cupping his cheek in your hand and peppering his face in kisses. You were evidently begging for mercy.

The shop-keeper, however, shrugged and delicately pushed you back down as he smiled at you “Oh, I see! But you now owe me some sex therapy, kitten. Now, let me try some wax play and I’ll eat you up. I’ll make you scream so loud Aizen will hear from Muken!” he taunted you, winning you over with his last joke.

“You are a dork…” you chuckled, slapping his shoulder.

Byakuya Kuchiki.

If someone wanted to get a reaction out of this stolid man it was by messing with you. How did they even think about touching his delicate flower, the woman who had successfully made him smile again after so long? A mad Byakuya was not a problem people wished to deal with and, naturally, you did not want to make blood run down the streets. But it was so tempting, so fun. You could not restrain yourself, right? Your boyfriend needed to experience that little trauma too.

It was a lovely summer night, your boyfriend was still locked up in his office and you decided to pay him a visit. Along with buying some take-away in his favorite restaurant, you were going to deliver him a rather spicy dessert. No one was around anymore. The only sound eachoing down the corridor was the sound of your heels clicking onto the marble floor.

When Byakuya saw you walking past the threshold of his office, he faintly smiled. You were surley a sight to behold, especially in that flowery dress he adored. Running up to him, you threw your arms around your neck and pecked his lips gently.

“I was missing you” you said softly, as he made you sit comfortable onto his lap.

Byakuya hummed and kissed your nape, his arms hugging your waist as he redirected his gaze back on the laptop on his desk. He worked way too much, but how could he not? The Family Company constantly required his attention and assistance. But now you were there, ready to catch his attention with some salty prank.

“How was your day, love?” he asked you softly, typing something on the keyboard.

“Quite good. — you stated, smiling softly — And I got some news. My beautician had called in sick today, I was assisted by her colleague” you absent-mindedly said, not getting much of a reaction out of him. You had been vague, indeed. He had no reason to suspect anything, after all.

“Really? And was his colleague good?” he asked.

“Oh, yes! Really good. I got to say I was put in a rather unusual position, but overall he was professional” you chimed, closing your eyes as you mentally prepared for hellfire to break out.

And it did.

Byakuya cleared his throat, his grip on your waist tightening even so slightly as he nosed your cheek gently “He?”.

“Yep. I’m talking about Santiago” you casually said, smiling softly.

“Santiago. Mh, I see. — he replied, prompting you stand up, much to your dismay and confusion, but as he grasped the back of your neck and pushed you down onto the empty side of the deak, you squirmed — And was the position he asked you to strike that uncomfortable?” he said calmly, unbuckling his belt with one hand, meanwhile he allowed the other one to hike the skirt of your dress up.

“Y-Yes… You could say so” you meekly replied.

The smack on your rear you received afterwards making you squeak out softly, your foreteeth sinking onto your bottom lip.

Byakuya sighed, lowering his mouth to your ear “You know, baby, when you want to prank someone, you should be careful in not messing up the plan. How was I supposed to fall for that, when you have sent me the link of the video?” he purred, as you gaped in shock.

Your jaw went slack, as reality dawned onto you: so that was why Rangiku had not replied to your video and text ‘check this out, Byakuya is gonna be so mad’.

You had sent it to Byakuya.

“Baby, I’m so, so sorry! It was a cute idea!” you protested, but he had already slipped your panties down your thighs, a soft groan leaving his lips as his fingers glided down your smooth slit, earning a little squirm from you.

“I know. I have a cute idea too. Spread your legs and let me show what I am talking about” he practically commanded.

Gosh, did that make you wet.

AUTHOR NOTE.

Hello there! An old draft and promise to some of you that I have finally finished! Thank you so much for having been so patient, I genuinely appreciate your feedback and enthusiasm at times. This was pretty fun to write and definitely a breath of fresh air from all of my other requests. Let me know what you think about it! Likes, comments and re-posts are greatly appreacited!

Until then,

X O X O

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[aiizenn]

men who would walk into a shop and shamelessly buy you lingerie only to tear it right off you that night. “w-wait daddy, you just bought this…” you gasped. “it’s okay baby, plenty more where that came from.” he replied. his large hands manhandling you to the large window, giving a clear view of the city lights. a party is seen on the rooftop of the front building a few floors down. your whole body fully displayed for them to see at any moment.

“say, why don’t we give them a show, hmm?” he whispers into your ear. your hole clench’s at the thought of strangers watching you being fucked dumb. his right hand plays with your breast, while giving kisses down your back—causing moans to escape your lips. his palm spanking your left cheek, leaving a sting. “nngh, they’re going to see...please” you feel his hands spreading your cheeks and not wasting any second, he thrusts into you. his cock going in and out with no mercy, his pelvis slapping against your ass. the tight grip on your waist make your hands form into a fist against the window. with every thrust, your body is pushed against the large glass, your breasts coming in contact with the cold material. “oh yeah? let them, let them see just how cute you look when you’re a struggling, desperate mess.” he groans, pulling your hair, causing your back to make a sinful arch.

“will you look at that? they’re gawking at you, princess.” you look down, and you’re met with eyes of total strangers filled with hunger. many in which palm themselves as they watch the man behind you ruin your tiny hole. the amount of attention you received added to the coil in your stomach, becoming too much to handle. “who’s a nice little slut? let me hear you.” “me daddy, it’s me.” “then be a good girl and give them something to jerk off to.” and with that you gush, your liquids hitting the glass in front of you, nonstop. his fingers landing on your drenched folds, pressing down on the nub, causing your juices to go everywhere. “what a fucking mess you are.” grabbing your face and inserting his tongue in your mouth. “how about we take this out to the balcony and give them a better view, yeah?“

༊ * · ˚ toji, sukuna, geto, gojo, gintoki, shunsui, urahara, kenpachi, aizen, uzui, rengoku, aizetsu, akaza, adrian tepes, trevor belmont, levi, eren, reiner, jean, kakashi, ace, zoro, saitama, geno, dabi, kishibe, nicholas wolfwood

[or0ch1maru]

♡︎EAT THIS♡︎

Men who are ABSOLUTE munchers. Their hands gripping your hips to pin you in place, keeping you from running. Licking a long strip through your folds before sucking your clit into their mouth. Eating you like a starved man. Only to let out a growl into your cunt when they feel your hands tangle and pull at their hair. Your thighs pressing down around their head as you cum, hearing a chuckle from between your legs as you squirt all over their face. Just for your man to still when he feels you buck and grind against his face, his nose hitting your clit repeatedly before shoving his fingers into you. Eliciting a pretty little moan from your lips.

TOJI, KENPACHI, SIR CROCODILE, KID, GRIMMJOW, Suguru, Satoru, Shunsui, HIDAN, KAKUZU, KISAME, Obito, Pain, ZETSU, Law, Mihawk, BAN

[arabella0001]

you drunk text them part 1

characters: Urahara, Aizen, Grimmjow, Ulquiorra

part 2 here: Ichigo, Renji, Isihida, Byakuya, Toshiro, Shunsui

[my-my-my]

KINKTOBER DAY 1 - Grooming: Shunsui Kyoraku x Reader

Summary: Paperwork, paperwork, and more paperwork. A surefire way for Shunsui's headache to appear. But before it grabs a hold of him, maybe visiting you, a hair stylist in the World of the Living, would give him a much needed reprieve. Also, his hair was in need of a trim anyways.

TW: MDNI! NSFW. Shinigami Shunsui Kyoraku (Post TYBW) with human Reader. I tried to make Reader a bit of a tsundere. Oral sex (fem receiving).

Word count: 2030

Read on AO3 here.

This is a two-parter, with the second part falling under Face Sitting.

Head Captain Kyoraku hung his head and sighed. Paperwork was so cumbersome, there was too many on his desk, too many to read and too many to sign. Damn… how does Nanao do all of this, he thought to himself, slightly regretting giving her time off.

Another sigh echoed the room as he tried to concentrate at the task at hand. Paper after paper, sighs followed by grumbles and muttering from reading strange contracts and requests. Shunsui recognized the familiar pain that was flaring in his skull.

He leaned back in his seat, closing his eyes to try and minimize the approaching headache. It was then, it hit him like a strike of lightning, a brilliant idea on how to get this headache to go away.

Not one to be too irresponsible, he left a message with Lieutenant Okikiba that he’d back shortly.

To see Mr. Kyoraku at your salon was certainly a surprise. You didn’t quite know the man, but he enjoyed your company after you first gave his curly brown hair a simple trim. He came in one day, as you were closing, then would randomly visit you. Sometimes this was when you were already busy with a client, waiting around until you were free, other times it was right when you were closing. The relationship you had was… interesting. You couldn’t deny the immediate attraction to him as he was so handsome, but he also came across as silly that you couldn’t help but laugh at some of his antics and comments.

At the same time, the randomness annoyed you to a degree, so you gave him your number. What shocked you was that it was almost as if he had never heard of a cellphone number before. He stared at the slip of paper with confusion across his face. You remembered that night as you had burst into laughter, and he followed up with, “you have a beautiful laugh” and a dashing smile.

And now, here he was again, showing up when you had just finished with a client, making his way to a seat.

“Mr. Kyoraku! It’s nice to see you, but you need to remember to book an appointment with me.” You laughed as you brushed any remaining cut pieces of hair off your client, paying no mind to him. You attended to your client, as Mr. Kyoraku sat in his seat, his head down.

Once the client left, you were alone in your shop. You had been visited by Mr. Kyoraku several times now, and he would pay a hefty amount for being alone. It startled you the first time, but he said he wanted your complete and undivided attention, and he would pay extra for that.

Which was why he was here, again. How many years has it been since this came to be? But this visit was a bit different, the air was a bit tense. You proceeded to close up shop as Mr. Kyoraku asked you about your day. You focused on sweeping the floor, then looked at him from the mirror in front of you.

“Mr. Kyoraku! What happened?” You gasped, turning around to face him. He wore an eye patch, and an evident scar ran behind it to his ear.

“Oh this? You should have seen the other guy.” He laughed, trying to ease your worry, but without thinking, you held his face as you lightly traced the scar. The worry never faded from your face.

“You’ve always been so sweet to me, my dear.” Mr. Kyoraku said, cupping your hand to his face. He looked at you with his one eye and gave you a tender smile. “I’m alright, you really shouldn’t worry about an old man like me.” You frowned and knew he wouldn’t say much about himself, so you clicked your tongue and pulled him out of his seat.

“So can I assume you’re here for the usual?” You asked, preparing your tools to cut his hair.

He hummed in appreciation, as you draped the hair cutting cape over him. He undid his ponytail, and you began to lightly tussle his locks, “well your hair is super healthy! I hope it wasn’t a hassle to take care of as you recovered from your eye injury, sir.” You asked, politely.

“My dear, you can call me Shunsui.” He smiled at you through the mirror. You blushed at the lack of formality but nodded along. You could sense he was a bit self-conscious, but he had no reason to be. For some reason though, you felt that even if you said that to him, it wouldn’t detract from his insecurity.

You proceeded to trim the ends of his hairs to the shape he preferred. You were no nonsense in your approach, which he had told you before was what he preferred. He could sense your methodical approach, and as he had to move his head up and down, saw how focused you were on him and his hair.

It was… nice being cared for this way.

Then you quickly brushed him and led him to the sinks to wash his hair. “Could you… give me a longer massage today?” Shunsui asked, with a sheepish smile on his face.

“Oh of course, let me just clean your hair first, and I promise to give you the best scalp massage ever!” You exclaimed, wanting to make him feel better.

You carefully lathered and rinsed his hair. The long, brown tresses flowed softly along the sink, your nimble fingers gently detangling his hair. Your fingers made his way to his scalp, and you softly massaged his scalp. Shunsui sank deeper into his chair and let out a content sigh, “that’s great, just what I needed.” He murmured, a large smile gracing his face.

“If you want Mr. Kyo- I mean Shunsui, after I dry your hair, I can give you a back massage. I can see your back muscles are quite tense too.” You asked, noticing the way he was still tense in his chair. He gave you a sincere smile, “I’d love that.”

Once Shunsui’s hair had dried, and he placed his hair in a ponytail again, you led him to one of your spare esthetician rooms where you would give skincare treatments to a few of your clients. The bed doubled as a massage bed, so you instructed him to lay down on it.

Shunsui proceeded to take off his dress shirt, earning a flustered noise from you, “hold on! Let me leave the room.” Shunsui laughed, “it’s alright. We don’t have to be so modest with each other.” Giving you a wink.

“You just like teasing me.” You pouted, as you pushed him on to the bed. It did startle you to see how muscular he was, with mattering of chest hair, but you tried to be professional.

Tried being the operative word.

You placed the cover on top of him and began to feel out his back, noticing where tension was placed across his muscles. You also noticed the faint, timeworn scars across his back.

“You know, Shunsui, we’ve known each other for years… but you never told me what you do.”

“Is that so?” Shunsui replied, with a slight air of indifference, “why don’t you take a guess as to what I do?”

You hummed to yourself, trying to piece together what you knew about him coupled with the scars across his body and eye injury.

“An archery teacher?” You asked, thinking it was a bit of an odd job, but one you could see him do.

Shunsui gave a low chuckle, “no, bows aren’t my weapon of choice.”

Interesting you thought to yourself.

“A kendo teacher perhaps?” As you kneaded a particularly tense muscle of his. Shunsui inhaled sharply from the instant pain, but then relaxed.

“No, but you’re getting slightly warmer.”

Slightly warmer? You questioned. “Have you been working this job for long time?”

Shunsui let out another deep, muffled laugh, “you have no idea.”

“Something to do with the military?” You stopped, peering down at him. Shunsui looked up at you and gave you a lazy smile.

“Close enough.”

Confusion ran through your face, but you were done with his massage. Shunsui sat up on the table, rolling his shoulders and flexing his neck. He let out a loud groan of satisfaction from the relief he felt, “you had no idea how much I needed that.”

But you stared at him with a puzzled look on his face, trying to still figure out his career. Shunsui couldn’t help but laugh at your expression. “You look cute with that look on your face” he chuckled, poking your face.

This earned him another pout from you, “I’m not cute! I’m a grown woman.” This earned another laugh from him.

“You’re both cute and beautiful, how about that?” Shunsui explained, calling your name.

You crossed your arms, pretending to be hurt and mad at what he said, “you have to apologize, you know.” You huffed. Shunsui stared and then gave you a sly smile, cupping your face in his large hand.

“I think I know what to do so you can accept my apology.” Shunsui said, his face hovering close to yours. You closed your eyes as you felt his lips on yours, his hand holding your chin. You could feel the familiar tingles flowing through your body, as the kiss deepened.

He pulled away from you, a lazy, yet satisfied smile crossing his lips. Without a word, he lifted you with ease, putting you back on to the massage table.

“I think you need to take somethings off, if I’m supposed to give you a proper massage.” Shunsui said, clicking his tongue disapprovingly. You quickly shimmied off your bottoms and underwear, then spread your legs wide for him.

“See what I mean, you truly are both cute and beautiful.” Shunsui said in his teasing tone. Your pussy was bare for him to see, not quite wet enough to his liking, but it was a start. He kissed you again, as one of his hands traveled down, cupping your pussy. His large thumb gently rubbed against your clit, earning a gasp from you.

“That’s it,” Shunsui said, pulling his face away from you. He felt the growing slickness from you and kissed his way down your body, giving your nipples some quick bites and sucks. Soon he was hunched over the table, with your legs on his shoulders, as he was face-to-face with your wet pussy.

Shunsui let a long swipe against your wet folds. He groaned at your taste, suckling on your clit as one of his fingers entered you.

You were seeing stars, loudly moaning at how intense Shunsui was with your pussy. His thick finger was already so full for you, then he added two more, earning a deep groan from you. Your orgasm was approaching, as you threaded your fingers in Shunsui’s curls. His large nose rubbed along your slick pussy as he lapped away, savouring your taste.

You shrieked as your orgasm came, your pussy drenching his face with your wetness. Your face was flushed as you laid on the massage bed, watching Shunsui sit up and straighten himself out. A lazy, smug smile appeared on Shunsui face as he watched you in satisfaction, trying to ride out the remnants of your orgasm.

Shunsui pulled you up, kissing your forehead as your body began to calm down. Your pussy throbbed from what had just happened, but you wanted more of it, and more of him.

“If you’re free the rest of the evening, why don’t you come back to my place, Shunsui?” You asked, spreading your bare legs again as if to entice him.

Another lazy grin graced Shunsui’s face, “I thought you’d never ask.”

As he helped you finish the remaining tasks to close your salon, the headache he had and the boring paperwork, were a distant memory to him. A memory soon to be replaced by the sounds of your moans, the feel of your pussy and mouth around his cock, and your flushed body next to his.

TBC in face sitting.

Thanks for reading!!

[merbear25]

Shunsui with a fem s/o who gets jealous easily? Sfw and nsfw? :^)

Hello! I can definitely imagine him having a partner like this haha. Thank you for sending this in! I hope you like it ����💜

CW: Includes SFW and NSFW headcanons, fem!reader

With a jealous s/o (Shunsui)

He’d be quite good at smooth talking and overall easing your worries mostly due to his even temper. Laid back in nature, he wouldn’t be one to feed into your negative thoughts.

In all honesty, he found it a bit adorable how worried you were someone might snatch him away.

Your pouting and crossing of the arms were too much for him to resist pulling you into a reassuring embrace. The protest you gave was short-lived as his bearhug enveloped you. It never took long for you to melt in his arms. That little huff was then followed by the lowering of those walls, opening you up to conversation.

He’d listen to your fears and speculations attentively, never belittling your feelings. A moment's pause to digest what you told him, he would want to tread the topic carefully to avoid any unnecessary fights.

He’s no stranger to the company of women with more fiery personalities, so it would take more than your flames to force him away.

That pouty expression was still lingering, making a blush prickle at his cheeks and a cheeky smile play at his lips. You were far too cute like this—a weakness of his he was sure you were aware of.

NSFW below the cut: make up sex, fluffy smut, oral sex (female receiving), body worship

Light kisses trailed down your neck to your collarbone, while his hands caressed your legs. His fingers rubbed your inner thighs, while he eased himself between them. Any soft sounds you made left him aching for more and gave him all the more reason to push you to your limits.

His hands caressed your sides and breasts, hitting all your most sensitive spots. He’d pepper reassurance in soft whispers as you melted under his touch. Each little whimper that passed your soft lips sent a wave of pleasure washing over him.

You were such a delicate woman and you deserved to be treated with the utmost care.

With the need to make you feel good, loved, and cherished overwhelming him, his lips delved further down to your sweet core. Praises of your beauty and his devotion to you wrapped around you like a weighted blanket, anchoring you to the moment.

As his tongue darted against your clit, the shivers of euphoria were delectable appetizers. His tongue soon bathed your now spasming slit, desperate to feel you unravel on him.

With each gasp and moan from you growing louder, your body began moving on its own accord, as if unable to get close enough. His grip on your hips tightened to hold you in place, and the low groan seeping out of him when your thighs gently squeezed his face vibrated throughout your core.

Soon your pleasure soaked cries of love filled the room, pushing him to messily devour your sweet, throbbing center.

Bringing you down from your high was done through tender hands, as he wanted to feel every last bit of ecstasy you were willing to give.

He’d never tire of this; watching you break down in fits of sheer bliss was the ultimate silver lining to your jealous outbursts. He’d refrain from telling you, but he sometimes looked forward to you getting carried away with your jealousy because he knew he’d be able to make it up to you with his face between your luscious thighs.

[kenpachissluut]

❦Ovulation❦

men who let you take control for one particular night in the month. when you are on ovulation.

straddling your man‘s lap on the couch while you bounce your ass and hips up and down his fat cock, your back pressed against his chest in an reverse cowgirl position. looking down where your man and you are connected, watching his glistening cock sliding in and out your wet squelching pussy. stretching and filling your hole at the same time. his muscular strong arms come up under your thighs lifting them up in the air and wrapping his big hands thightly behind your head holding you in a full nelson position. Your man’s dominance take over once again but you couldn’t be happier at this moment as you were ready to be filled. Thrusting upwards, pounding deep and mean as hell into your dripping wet pussy. Moaning and whimpering you let yourself getting fucked in that mean but fucking amazing position, where he could hit your sweet spots in all the right places. With a final deep mean thrust he coates your walls completely white, your hole leaking and dripping with his sticky cum. looking down at the mess you both made you smile in amazement. seeing yourself stuffed with his dick and cum, filling up your pretty little womb. Your man plants a wet kiss against your neck as his breath hitches your ear and he whispers:

,,Look at you all filled up with my cum, ready to become a beautiful mommy.‘‘

Toji fushiguro, Naoya Zenin, Shiu Kong, Sukuna Ryomen, Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Nanami Kento, Sosuke Aizen, Shunsui Kyoraku, Kenpachi Zaraki, Urahara Kisuke, Mayuri Kurotsuchi, Grimjow Jaegerjaquez, Coyotte Stark, Ichigo Kurosaki, Renji Abarai

⋆˚ lunaeanima 𝜗𝜚˚⋆🎀

[randomdwellerr]

A/N: I’ve been having so many dirty thoughts about bulky men bleach men recently. Omg I just know that dick is big and heavy and beautiful. Also tbh… this can apply for Alucard too but i just kept it bleach. Requests are open.

Thick Men = Thick Cocks

Shunsui x Reader & Yhwach x reader as well

Am I wrong to think thick, muscular men also have thick cocks? Please tell me there’s science behind this.

Like… there’s no way someone like Yhwach or Shunsui have dicks that are easy to wrap your hand around…. if you even can that is.

Your finger tips barely connect around his cock so you have to stroke it while twisting your wrist, trying your hardest to please him.

And it has hair.. I mean have y’all seen Shunsui and Yhwach?? The carpet match the drapes babes. And it’s coarse hair too, it tickles your tip of your nose as you take them fully into your mouth. And while you are there, be sure to get a nice smell of him, that masculine and all encompassing scent, you’d save it in an air freshener if you could. Maybe a portable one like a necklace or something, and smell it everytime you miss him… or when you need to touch yourself because he’s not there. Hey….. the Quincy king and captain commander aren’t always available!

And idk about you guys but the idea of just looking at his cock, pressing his warm penis up to your face, whether he’s hard or soft and just enjoying him. Trailing a fingernail up that prominent vein that runs from tip to where it gets lost in his pubic hair.

Sucking him off his nice and all but…. grabbing and lightly squeezing his heavy balls… omg. Heaven.

I mentioned early that his cock would be beautiful but not in the same way as someone like Byakuya or Gin’s. Those dicks are pretty, complimented by a nice light pink tip that flushes brightest red after you lick a little bit. However, Shunsui and Yhwach are thicker, tanner, and they drip sooo much more.

Like imagine pulling down his pants and seeing him already glistening with precum that occasionally drips down when it builds up too much. And his cum is just as thick as he is, spurting out in thick white ropes to paint your face, your tongue, your cervix, even your stomach at times.

And it’s always a monster to put in your mouth, it’s such a chore to make sure your teeth aren’t scraping him because his cock is just so big, and it’s almost impossible not to at first. And in the beginning you do…. a lot. But at least he isn’t mean.. he knows he’s big so he does cut you some slack, but he’s also sadistic enough that he loves watching you struggle to hollow your cheeks and suck him off correctly.

Coating the sides of his cock in wet kisses from tip, lifting his heavy dick up, and trailing down to his balls before licking those too.

It’s a beautiful fulfilling experience.

[muzansfangs]

How they eat you out.

Starring: Shunsui Kyoraku x f!reader; Unohana Retsu x f!reader; Zaraki Kenpachi × f!reader;

Format: short-imagines;

Warnings: nsfw, language, dom!unohana, dom! shunsui, dom!zaraki, sub!reader, switch!shunsui, oral sex (f!reader receiving), oral sex (unohana receiving), vaginal fingering, praise kink, overstimulation, male masturbation, size kink, creampie, dirty talk, vaginal sex;

Plot: they love you, they love you so much that giving you oral has become an art for them. But they all have a different style, their own unique way of doing it. How do they eat you out? What do they do to make you melt under their skilful tongue?

PART ONE | PART TWO | PART THREE

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Shunsui Kyoraku.

A master of seduction and the seven deadly sins, he would spend hours eating you out for hearing the sweet chant of moans and whimpers you sang for him. There is not a position you have not tried before, but his unrestrained thirst for you and his untainted desire to make you climax on his tongue made him opt for one that granted him the chance to palm himself and jerk off while exploring the depths of your core, coating his fingers and lips into his personal favorite nectar.

Kneeling in front of you, with your back flattened against the wall, Shunsui grasped one of your legs and draped it over his shoulder, his eye flicking up to check on you as he pushed the soaked fabric of your underwear to the side. Sex with him was intense, but never rough. He took care of you, led you safely towards the apex of pleasure.

"Let me taste you, please" he hoarsely pleaded you, your fingers threading the soft strands of his dark chocolate hair in anticipation.

You sighed, his hot breath fanning your wet folds making goosebumps raise on your thighs. Your reaction did not escape his eye, his mouth latching onto your skin and leaving a trail of wet kisses all the way up to your pussy. Yet, he did not dare to touch you directly, not until you gave him your explicit consent. He needed to hear it from him.

"Please, please, darling, please... Just say the word and I will lavish that pussy until you have no more strength to stand without me supporting you" he purred, teasingly kissing your bundle of nerves.

Electricity coursed through your veins, a shaky breath leaving your lips as you delicately pushed his head back towards your pussy "Feast on me. I'm all yours" you whispered, watching in awe as the Captain Commander grinned mischieviously up at you and proceeded in running his tongue flatly down your folds, before wrapping his lips around your throbbing clit.

Your knees buckled, a throaty moan ripping from your chest as you closed your eyes and lolled your head back against the wall. You knew that practice had made him this good, an ounce of jealousy always seeping into your mind whenever he masterly brought you to Heaven and back on Earth, now he was doing this to you, he was down on his knees to worship your body.

"Fuck! — you whined out, when a soft grunt erupted from his throat — Did I mention your eye-patch is hot?" you breathed out, enjoying the sight of your man spreading your labia with the fingers of his free hand while the other was wrapped around his shaft, busy relieving himself from the aching bulge driving him insane.

Shunsui delved his tongue into you, your fingers pulling on his hair a little tighter to brace yourself.

"Stop it or I will come in my hand..." he groaned, teasingly tugging with his teeth at your slippery folds. He perfectly knew what he was doing, but the sight of his dick in his hand was making you yearn for more.

You did not care if the act could be labeled as rude, demanding, or as a deliberate selfish way to assure yourself your climax, but you pulled his head back by his hair. Panting, quivering legs and a lustful gleam in your eyes you removed your leg from the top of his shoulder and motioned for him to stand up. The Captain Commander stood tall, his large frame a blanket of warmness enveloping you into his arms.

His hands rested flatly on the wall at your sides, caging you between it and his massive body. His stubble glistened in the dim light provided by the lamp on the nightstand and you cupped hos cheek in your hand, running your thumb over his cheekbone.

"Shunsui, I need more. Now" you murmured, your lips nipping on his earlobe as he glided his hands underneath your thighs and picked you up.

He did not say much, he simply rubbed the tip of his cock down your slick to collect your juices and he gradually, smoothly sheathed himself into you with a guttural groan. Your legs were tightly wrapped around his hips, once he began to thrust into you at a sensual pace, your moans sending him on Cloud Nine.

"I love you" he hoarsely said, gritting his teeth as he felt your walls clamping down onto him.

Your mind was fuzzy, but you had enough energy to cling onto him for dear life. Oral sex always led you two to want more and scream each others name at the top of your lungs. Because after all, when have you ever let him come in his hand? Never. He always busted his load into you.

Unohana Retsu.

Calm and collected, radiating a loving aura, she only showed her true colors to you. Not everyone knew about her past. If the stories about how she used to wield her sword to lead the Eleventh Division with pride and unadulterated cruelty had not come straight out of her mouth, you would have probably not believed them. It was hard for you to depict your girlfriend as a blood-thirsted woman who sat on a pile of corpses, crowning herself the queen of a despicable crew of professional assassins. Now, however, as you began to explore your intimacy, you could see some glimpses of her dark side.

The ferocity of such a beautiful and majestic woman claiming her place on the top of the food chain always left you speechless.

She was an attentive lover, overall. Albeit she never forced you to submit, she was pleased by the way you obediently obliged to her requests and never ceased to praise your natural predisposition to feed her inner cravings. Not selfish in the slightest, though, when it came down to oral she was so dedicated to the cause of bringing you joy and satisfaction that she did not hesitate to ask you to lay down on your back and let her give you an extrasensorial experience.

How? A passionate sixty-nine, naturally. Giving and receiving, according to her, allowed you the chance to focus on both your lover and on the warming feeling she provided you by swirling her tongue around your bundle of nerves meticulously. The remains of her former cold personality tended to resurface, whenever you engaged sexual intercourses. She rarely let you top, therefore she was the one to sit on your face during the sixty-nine.

She smiled softly against your dripping heat, the moment your thighs began to quiver. She knew exactly which spots to stimulate, when and how.

"You are doing such a good job. Your body is always so responsive" Unohana chimed, her breath slightly labored as she tried to restrain herself from moaning out your name at the way you sucked on her clit.

You did not answer, instead, you bucked up your hips to let her know how needy you were and how much you craved her touch. Sex with her was always so sensual it barely allowed you the chance to think straight.

She hummed at your shameless display of eagerness,  her hands gripping the plush of your thighs as she buried her mouth back into the warm cave of your pussy. Her tongue lapped at your folds viciously, leisurely when she flicked your clit, and she enjoyed how you started whimpering, neglecting the task at hand to give her pleasure as well.

"Oh my gosh! Babe, wait, if you keep on doing it like that I'll end up—" you piped out, your breath erratic as you tried to get her attention by squeezing her ass warningly.

But the First Kenpachi was not going to stop. Gently lowering her pussy onto your mouth once again, muffling your moans and whimpers. There it was, her real self, the wild woman she used to be.

"Coming?" she cooed, smiling against your pubes as you shut your eyes as nibbled at the glistening, puffy lips plastered over your mouth.

You could not take it anymore. Delving your tongue deep into her, you let it go. Waves of pleasure engulfed your nether regions and you released onto her tongue, as she let out a small whimper herself. Your juices dripped from her chin, her eyes fluttering opened while she straightened herself up, glancing at you from up above. Her braid undone, long and raven long hair draped over her smooth back. She looked dashing like that.

"My pretty girl is so good for me. — Unohana crooned, rotating her hips to create some more friction with your parted lips — Now, why don't you focus a little more and make me come too?" she asked you in a slightly darker tone.

Anything. You would have done anything for her.

Zaraki Kenpachi.

He does not eat you out, he devours you. You are his woman, for God’s sake, you deserve the best. Along with protecting you no matter what, this man would do literally anything to make you happy. Even though he does not waste any given chance to have you underneath him, so perfect and small compared to his large frame, Zaraki can somehow sense when you need some good treatment. What does it consist in? Having you sprawled over the bed, folded in half, your pussy ready for him to lavish and suck dry.

“It’s lunch time” he croaked out, as he pushed your legs to your chest and shot you a knowing look, prompting you to keep them up for him as he glided his index down your slick to tease you.

You two had such a chemistry in bed it was hard not to read each others minds. His fingers mapped out all the right spots your body with expertise, they explored you until you were left writhing and shaking under him. Although he was not known around for being a gentleman, he was far from being rough with you.

You trembled, when he slowly plunged his digit into you, the stretch already leaving you breathless, but it did not last for two much. He pumped it a few times into you, eliciting soft whimpers and whines from you that made his chuckle in amusement.

“Look at you. So small to even take my fingers, yet so wet you are dripping…” he noted, your cheeks heating up at his unfiltered remark.

You loved him.

When he removed his fingers, the man quickly shoved it into his mouth and made sure to savour your taste. His visible eye boring into yours as he grinned and buried his face down onto your cunt, his tongue lapping and sucking on your clitoris hungrily, air knocked out of your lungs temporary. Recovering from his assault was almost impossible for you, everytime was like the first.

“K–Kenny! O my God… Don’t stop” you whispered, your legs quivering as you struggled to keep them up from his to enjoy his feast.

“Keep them up” he groaned, delving his tongue into your core and causing you to gasp and grip the back of your thighs a little tighter to push them more towards your chest. But he knew you were struggling, he knew you needed help and he wanted you to focus on your pleasure above anything else.

Keeping his mouth busy on your pussy, messily licking and nibbling, he swatted your hands away and gripped your thighs roughly. Moaning loudly, as he kept your folded in half, you felt a familiar pressure coiling on your lower abdomen, your mind going blank as your orgasm washed over you violently, like a wave crashing over you.

Kenpachi truly had his own special way to kill you softly.

Author note.

Hello there! I’m so glad I managed to post this second part to ‘how they eat you out’. A third and, probably,last one is coming and it will include Shinji, Isshin and Grimmjow. I hope you have enjoyed this one! As per usual, likes, comments and re-posts are greatly appreciated!

Until next,

X O X O

TAGS: @kr0wu @electronicwitchcollection @brittscafe @stygianoir @bleach-your-panties I dedicate this piece to you 💜

[aiizenn]

໒꒰ྀི ۫ ּ ᭡ shy and sweet. ៸៸៸ mdni

༊*·˚ big hands wrapped under your thighs; gripping your soft skin. your view is sinful, the clean mirror reflecting both of your dirty acts. two naked body’s are now one, flesh on flesh — in heat. his cock that could once be seen, is now buried deep into your pretty cunt. the flesh sac of balls hitting your wetness with every thrust; all creamy and sticky. savoring every one of his movements, desiring for more. his intense gaze was too much to handle, the promise you once told him is now broken. you don’t last a minute without closing your eyes in bliss or looking away. hot breath reached the shell of your ear, causing your hole to twitch. “you’re such a pretty little thing, so shy and sweet.” a tiny whimper dances within your mouth, followed by your sweet voice telling him, shyly, how much you love it when he handles you like a rag doll. the wide mirror displayed his reaction, his deep voice sending waves to your core. “i know you do. you love it when an older man has his way with you, right?” your voice gets stuck in your throat, you can’t beg or moan. just hiccups, small hiccups and clear tears from your doey eyes. he knew how to make you his, strong arms spread your legs wider as well as your lips, giving him a crystal clear view of your mound. “i’ll keep thrusting my cock until your juices are on the mirror, doll.”

༊ * · ˚ shunsui, kenpachi, toji, sukuna, worwick, &’ madara

aiizenn © 2023 | do not steal, edit, translate, copy my work

[or0ch1maru]

18+, this is so self indulgent I’m sorry. I’m a whore, a pervert whatever you wanna call it. Warnings: talk of balls, m oral receiving. Fem reader. Reader being called a perv. Reader being obsessed with her bf’s nuts

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You love his balls. The sheer size, the weight. You always wondered how he could ever sit comfortably with them between his legs. You love the way they barely fit in your palm, or how you can just manage to fit them inside your pretty little mouth. The feeling when he’s deep in your ass, his heavy breeder balls smacking against your clit with each rough thrust, the rhythm causing you to reach your peak multiple times. When he’s feeling extra nasty, he’ll have you sitting pretty on your knees, patting your cheek with his tip before placing his nuts on your face. Looking down at you with that signature wolfy grin of his as he watches his dirty girl, knowing that your panties are soaked because of this filthy act. But your absolute favorite, is hearing his moans turn into whines(no matter how hard he tries holding back) Your small hand wrapped around his shaft, moving up and down as your tongue swirls around his base before popping a nut into your mouth. Especially when your tongue hits that one spot, causing your boyfriend to let out a whimper before his thoughts turn feral. Thinking of all the ways he’s gonna ruin you once you’re done. The times his cock is buried deep in your throat, the feeling of his balls pressed against your chin and upper neck is something you never wanna forget. It’s something you’ve engraved in your mind.

“So fuckin’ nasty, look atcha’. Pussy soaking wet, all cuz of these.”

Your boyfriend taunts, his hands cupping his nuts as he stands over you. Watching as your pupils blow out with lust, the way they glaze over as your mind is only on one thing.

“Want em so bad, here.”

He smirks as he plops them down on your face. Letting out a chuckle as your face almost disappears under his cock and nuts.

“Never knew my girl was such a pervert.”

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TOJI, SUKUNA, KENPACHI, KAKUZU, HIDAN, KISAME, Satoru, Suguru, Grimmjow, Shunsui, OBITO, Itachi, dom Choso, Todo, Naobito, Nanami

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[xreaderdumpster]

Inspired by @villainsrtasty ‘s post on oil sex with Shunsui Kyoraku! It’s been in my brain for ages and only last night was I like “ok let’s write!” Sorry for the formatting! It started as one thing and progressed to this. Hope you enjoy anyway!

Content warning: 18+ MDNI!!, unprotected P in V, use of body safe massage oil, clit stimulation, mutual masturbation, Shunsui x AFAB!Reader, use of 2nd person you, nicknames including petal and darling.

Oiled up

Would start off innocently enough. Your head captain lover would come in from a tiring day and you’d off to massage him. Get rid of those knots and help him relax, you know?

Shunsui would take off his floral kimono, pulling his robes down to his hips to you had full access. He doesn’t care if a little oil gets on his normal robes.

You’d straddle him as he lays on his stomach, arms crossed above his head and his face turned to the side.

His bare, muscular back laid before you like an untouched canvas. You pour just a little massage oil onto his muscles, smirking as you hear his gasp from the cold sensation.

Your hands slowly, sensually working up and down his back. Finding each knot in his muscles and slowly working them out.

Every so often, you’d hear a little groan or sigh escape his lips. They were muffled by the pillows below him but oh did they turn you on. He’d be melting, putty in your hands after a while.

At some point, you’d spill a little oil on your chest. A wicked idea forms. The human world has a concept called Nuru massages. The person giving the massage is naked, covered in oil as they use their full body to massage their lover. Why not give it a go?

You ask him to turn around, his back is free of knots now, you should work on his front. Shunsui obliges, turning over.

His face says it al. He’s completely putty in your hands. His body is relaxed, his smile wider than you’ve seen in some time and his eyes are practically hearts as he watches you undress.

“What’s all this about, petal?” He’d ask as his large hands help you discard your clothes and underwear. Shunsui is surprised, sure, but certainly not objecting to his gorgeous partner undressing.

“Just wanted to try something, my love.” You’d reply in that sensual, low tone that he loves.

Pouring oil across your shoulders and chest makes you squeal as it runs cold across every curve. At first, Shunsui chuckles at your squeal. But then you notice his grey eyes darkened with lust as he watches you. He has no clue where this is going but the twitching bulge against your thigh tells you he’s loving it.

You pour oil onto his chest too, biting your lip as you watch his chest hair glisten. The steady rise and fall of his chest increases as you rub his shoulders. Oily chest to oily chest.

The patchouli and ylang ylang scent only amplifies the more oil you add. The scent carrying a sensuality to it that charges the air more. The more you add, the more your bodies move in tandem, the friction making your head spin. Shunsui’s resolve snapping as he crashes his lips into yours, all teeth and tongue.

His hands tracing every curve as the kiss goes on. Shunsui is a careful man, each pinch and squeeze sending more heat to the burning in your stomach. You wrap your arms around his neck before he lifts up your hips.

Gently but agonisingly slowly, he’ll rub small but precise circles on your clit with his thumb. Your growing wetness helps him. Each moan that escaped your lips fuels him to press harder and go faster. Your legs shake as you wipe your hand on his robes, gently stroking his clothed erection. He groans as you feel precum through his robes.

You pull it down, springing his cock free. Your fingers wrap around it, gently beginning to stoke him. You lean down, gently gliding your tits against his cock.

The moan that escaped Shunsui’s throat as he watches his dick glide free between your breasts is exhilarating. It pushes you to go faster, watching his top get a pretty shade of red.

“On your back, petal. Please. I need to-Ah!- be inside you.” He practically begs. You oblige, laying back on the bed sheets. Before you know it, he buried himself to the hilt inside of you. The way his cock stretches you for the first time in a while has you arching your back.

God your head would reel as he thrusts into you like a man possessed. The intoxicating way his cock kisses your g spot.

And the skin on skin slapping. The oil just amplifies the whole thing! If you weren’t in his private quarters, you’d swear the whole squad 8 barracks could hear every “pap”,”pap”,”pap”

His hand would continue caressing your chest, still slick with the oil as he massages your breasts. With of course the occasional pinch or suck on your nipples which really drives the overstimulation and gets your brain fuzzy.

But soon enough you can feel it. The familiar wave that crashes into you as you cum on his cock. Your inner walls tightening around his cock so pleasurably.

“That’s it, darling. Cum for me.” Shunsui would whisper in your ear as he folds you practically in half before his own orgasm hits and spills out of you.

Your insides are painted white with his cum as his chest and oil slicked sides cause a delicious slippery friction across your spread thighs and torso.

Once you both come down from your highs and reality hits, Shunsui feels far more relaxed and at ease then he did hours ago. You both hit the hot springs to help each other scrub off the oil and bodily fluids even though the intoxicating mixture still lingers long after.

And you better change your bed sheets too!

[my-my-my]

KINKTOBER DAY 10 - Face Sitting: Shunsui Kyoraku x Female Reader

This is a slight continuation from Day 1 (grooming). Requested by @milapurr.

Summary: All work and no play make Shunsui... something something. Nanao kicks him out of the Seretei for 10 days and 10 nights, and what is poor Shunsui to do?

TW: MDNI! Alcohol consumption mention, exhausted Shunsui, face sitting (fem receiving), sixty-nine.

Word count: 2703

Read on AO3 here.

“How was your vacation, Nanao-chan?” Head Captain Kyoraku asked, a lazy smile on his face as he lounged in his seat, “you certainly look a bit different.” Kyoraku chuckled at Nanao’s growing red face.

“It was fine!” Nanao huffed, “Lieutenant Matsumoto chose a particularly warm place.” Nanao grumbled, as she slammed her gift bag on Kyoraku’s desk. Kyoraku peeped into the bag and saw some novelty items, and a particularly large bottle of alcohol.

“What’s this?” Kyoraku said, inspecting the bottle.

“Rum.” Nanao said, confidently. “It’s a specialty of the region we went to.”

Kyoraku hummed as he opened the bottle and took in the alcohol’s scent. “Maybe I should visit this place too.” He grinned, earning a glare from Nanao.

“No you don’t, sir! You need to finish all these documents before you even think about taking a vacation.” She said in a pointed tone, leaving no room for argument.

Sighing into his seat, Kyoraku grumbled and put the bottle of rum away. Page after page, Kyoraku distracted himself by dreaming of sunny skies and warm breezes.

Kyoraku poured himself the remaining drops of the rum Nanao had bought him months ago, sitting next to Ukitake’s gravestone. He sighed as he stared into the now empty bottle, it’s sweet, yet alcoholic scent lingering in the air.

“You would’ve liked this drink, Jushiro.” Kyoraku said, sighing again. He stared at the sky, there was a slight chill in the air, and the crisp breeze didn’t help but add to the forlorn mood Kyoraku was in. He drank his glass of rum, savouring its taste.

“Maybe I should go on vacation…” he muttered, staring wistfully into the sky. He was Head Commander after all, wasn’t he allowed to have a break too?

He headed back to his office, where Nanao and Okikiba were handling paperwork and other bureaucratic nonsense Kyoraku avoided to do. He looked at the stack of paper on his desk, his eyes glazing over as he skimmed through the inane notes left by Central 46.

Without even realizing, Kyoraku let out another loud sigh, surprising Nanao. It was rare for her to see her captain in a despondent mood like this. She took a hard look at him. He looked… exhausted. There was a slight dark circle and bag under his eye, and his facial hair was beginning to look unkept.

“Captain,” Nanao asked, looking at him directly in the face, “are you alright?”

Kyoraku was startled by the question, but gave a half smile, “it could be worse.” Then went back to skimming documents.

“When was the last time you went on vacation?”

Kyoraku stopped and leaned into his seat. He thought deeply but couldn’t recall an immediate answer. Since the defeat of Yhwach, the shuffling of captains and lieutenants in the Gotei 13, as well as tracking Yhwach’s residual reiatsu…

He hadn’t taken a break since more than a century ago, he realized.

Nanao gave him a sad smile, “sir, let’s finish up for today. I think we can continue these documents tomorrow.” She said, taking his completed documents off his desk. “Also, I think you need a bit of a shave.” She commented, scrutinizing his face.

Kyoraku gave her a blank stare then let out a laugh, shocking Nanao and Okikiba. Maybe he’s alright after all Nanao thought, as she continued to stare at Kyoraku. As everything was put away, Kyoraku bid his two lieutenants good night and walked to his private quarters.

Kyoraku’s alcohol collection was substantial. Sake, upon sake, wine, after wine. He had a drink for every occasion, but… nothing called to him other than the rum from Nanao. His personal servants had prepared him a meal, which was delicious, but it wasn’t fulfilling his craving. He stared at the empty bottle on his shelf as he pondered about what to do.

What Kyoraku didn’t expect the next day was Nanao pushing him out of the office and into a Senkaimon she had created. What Kyoraku also didn’t expect, was a calm sea breeze, sunny skies and Nanao casting a clothing spell on him. Instead of his Shinigami attire, Nanao had swapped his straw hat for a sun hat, and his robes for a loose-fitting button-up shirt and floral swim trunks reminiscent of his robe.

Kyoraku hummed as he inspected his surroundings, adjusting his hat to get a better view of the landscape. White sand meeting the aqua-hued ocean, with sea gulls soaring high in the sky. He wasn’t completely alone though, as he saw a few people lounging on the beach. He turned around and saw the resort in full view.

As he walked through the entrance, concierge immediately greeted him, “thank you for staying at the Grand Wailea, Mr. Kyoraku! Your assistant, Ms. Ise, had requested us to give you this.” The clerk handed Kyoraku a bottle of the rum he had been thinking about.

“My, my, she’s full of surprises, isn’t she.” He laughed, thanking them. Another staff attendant escorted Kyoraku to his suite, that had an immaculate view of the ocean, and his own private infinity pool. As if on cue, his phone linking to Soul Society, rang.

“Hello” Kyoraku answered in a chipper tone.

“Captain, I’m assuming you made it to your suite without any problems?” Nanao asked.

“Yes, yes, Nanao-chan. I—”

But before he could get a word in, Nanao interjected, “I booked your suite for 10 days and 10 nights. Please enjoy yourself sir. Also, the suite I booked you in has spa and massage services. I request you use them.” She said in a pointed tone.

Kyoraku let out a sheepish chuckle, “of course, Nanao-chan. But thank you for preparing this.”

Nanao was silent on the other end, “… you’re welcome. Enjoy your trip, sir.” And she disconnected the call.

Throwing his phone on the bed, Kyoraku looked around his suite and noticed that there was a suitcase in the corner already. Knowing Nanao, she had packed away suitable attire for him, enough for his entire stay and then some. He walked over to window in the bedroom and opened, the sea breeze filling the room.

A loud yawn escaped Kyoraku, as he plopped himself on his bed, letting the breeze and ocean waves lull him to sleep.

Kyoraku was thoroughly enjoying his stay at the resort. Nanao had booked him a rum-tasting tour, suggest a visit to the nearby casino, and other activities to fill his time. But currently, as he lounged under his umbrella on the beach, he was appreciating the view.

But not of the beautiful beach and ocean, but one that called to his baser instincts, the beautiful women in swimsuits. His eyes peered over everyone, before placing his hat on his face. With the heat of the sun, the lulling sound of the ocean waves and the sea breeze, Kyoraku fell asleep on his towel.

Until he heard a familiar laugh. His face twitched at the sound, then he heard familiar voice. He lifted his hat and looked around the beach, where he saw you.

You were with your friends, laughing, smiling and enjoying yourselves at the beach. Kyoraku smiled to himself as he looked over your swimsuit, it complimented your body beautifully. You wore a wide-brim sun hat and sunglasses as you and your friends chatted away. Your smile was as radiant as ever, Kyoraku couldn’t help but smile when he saw it.

But he didn’t want to intrude on your own vacation, so he fell back asleep.

Kyoraku jolted up, unsure of how long he napped for. Was it for a few hours? A few minutes? He couldn’t tell, the sun was still shining as bright as ever, but he looked around and saw you alone, reading something.

Kyoraku cranked out the kinks in his neck and back as he walked over to you. You didn’t notice him at all.

“What are you reading, dear?” Kyoraku inquired, smiling as he saw you jump at his voice.

“Oh Shunsui! You scared me!” You looked at him in surprise. “Come, sit with me! My friends went back to their rooms.” You smiled at him, patting down a spot next to you. Shunsui lowered himself and you gave a slight blush, remembering how much larger he was compared to you. “What brings you here?” You inquire, hoping to distract yourself.

Shunsui gave you a lazy smile, “my assistants thought I needed a vacation, so to my surprise, they booked me here.”

“That’s very kind of them to do that! It’s not easy to book a room here.” You said, a pout forming on your lips.

“Is that envy I hear in your voice, my dove.” Shunsui teased. He snickered as he brought his face close to yours.

You huffed, “no! I’m just saying, you have kind assistants, that’s all.”

“Whatever you say, dear.” Shunsui laughed, kissing you on the lips.

You kissed him back, much to your surprise. It had been months since you last saw each other, and as frustrating as it was for you, you were relieved to see him. You felt the familiar ache growing between your thighs as Shunsui pulled away.

“How long are staying for?” Shunsui asked, brushing his lips on your forehead. He pulled you closer to his side.

“I leave in 2 days.” You sigh, looking back to the ocean. “How about you?”

“Another week.”

You frowned again, “that must be nice.” You huffed again.

“How long were you on vacation for?” Shunsui asked, stealing another kiss from your lips.

“I’m only here for four days…” you sigh, leaning into his body.

“Then why don’t you stay with me?” He asked, grinning as he saw your face drop with shock.

“Oh, I couldn’t!” You gasped, “I’d have to rebook my flight and everything, and I wouldn’t be able to cover my share of your room.”

“It’s on me, petal.” Shunsui said, cupping your chin, forcing you to look at him as he gave you a lazy smile. “I haven’t seen you in a while, and my suite is too big for just one person,” he chuckled. “And I’ll cover your flight. It’s the least I can do.”

You bit your cheek, he has a whole suite? You thought to yourself. Now you were trying to find a reason to say no. It’s not like you and your friends were flying out together… they were leaving tomorrow anyways.

“I also have a few tours and sight-seeing activities planned. But I do better with some company.” Shunsui teased, as if to sway you to stay. “Well… in that case, I guess it can’t be helped!” You said sarcastically, “someone has to make sure you attend your tours” you said, before kissing him again.

You fell on to Shunsui’s, well now your, bed, letting out a loud sigh after a busy day. You and Shunsui had swam and enjoyed the ocean waves, before you invited him to dinner with your friends. Your friends took him in stride, as you introduced him as a client, and surprisingly, Shunsui toned down his flirting in front of them. Your friends didn’t question anything, and as a token of his gratitude, Shunsui paid for the entire group’s meal.

But once dinner was over, you pretended to say goodbye to him and head back to your room… then sneaked away and move some of your things into Shunsui’s suite.

“I’m jealous, Shunsui! This suite is beautiful.” You said out loud, staring out the window. The moon was full and bright, shining into his infinity pool.

“Thank you,” Shunsui laughed, unbuttoning his dress shirt, “but that goes to my assistant. She planned my entire trip.”

“I see, she knows you very well.” You said, curiosity filling your voice.

“I suppose she does, she’s known me for most of her life.” Shunsui said calmly, entering the bedroom. “She is my niece after all. But enough about her, what have you been up to, petal? Did you miss me?” Shunsui said, standing over you.

Your heart skipped a beat as he stared down at you. His hair was down, covering the faded scar of his mysterious injury. His eyepatch was also gone, as his one eye leered at you. His muscular chest, covered with the familiar thatch of chest hair trailing down to his unfastened pants, his belt gone. Without realizing, you licked your lips as you saw a faint hint of a bulge under his trousers.

You looked at his face, lifting the skirt of your dress up. Shunsui’s eye widened at the sight. You weren’t wearing anything under your skirt. “Naughty girl, where are your manners?” Shunsui teased, as he nestled himself between your legs.

You stuck out your tongue and made a face, “I was hoping me and you could sneak out during dinner.” You teased, rubbing your already wet pussy.

Shunsui clicked his tongue, “I’m sorry to disappoint you, petal. I have something to make up for it.” He answered, giving you a devious smirk. He laid down next to you, “take off your dress and come here.” He said, pointing to his face. Your eyes widened, but you didn’t hesitate at all.

Your thighs straddled the sides of Shunsui’s head as he grabbed on to your hips. He lifted you with easy as you felt his nose brush against your clit, earning a loud moan from you. Then you felt his expert tongue swipe at your folds, lapping up your juices from your dripping cunt.

You didn’t hide your voice, letting your moans and cries out freely as Shunsui continued  his feast on you. You were grateful for his strength; his hands were a vice grip on your hips as you thrashed above him.

“Shunsui, I’m- I’m” you shrieked, as your hips bucked above him. Your legs tensed up and you let out the loudest scream you could recall, your vision turning white from the pleasure Shunsui had given you. Your body then slumped in his hands, before you were pulled away from Shunsui’s face.

“My, my,” Shunsui drawled. You whined from the sudden loss, before staring at his face, clear liquid covering him.

“Oh my god!” You exclaimed. “I’m so sorry, Shunsui!” You yelped.

Shunsui laughed, “oh no apologies, kitten. Is this the first time you’ve squirted?”

You felt your face grow hot, but you nodded your head.

Shunsui gave a lazy smirk, before kissing your inner thighs, “it’s better than any dessert I could ask for.”

“Do you want seconds?” You teased, as you snuck your hand between your thighs, feeling how wet you were. You trembled at the sensation, but Shunsui was staring at you intensely.

“I’d love seconds, but face the other way this time, dear.” Shunsui asked, as you maneuvered yourself in the opposite side.

You were facing his legs, and saw his erection under his pants. But before you could grab his cock, you felt Shunsui slip his tongue between your folds again, wrapping his lips on your clit. You arched your back from the feeling, but were determined to make him feel good too.

Without hesitation, you pulled out his thick shaft, dribbling with precum. Shunsui repositioned himself to make it easier for you to swallow his cock. You groaned at the sensation of having your pussy licked, with your mouth stuffed with his cock. Shunsui’s hand left your hip and threaded itself in your hair, as he guided you against him.

The two of you were ravenous for each other, as if trying to see who would cum first. You moaned around his cock as Shunsui’s nose bumped into your clit, his tongue greedily licking the juices off your lips.

You pulled your mouth off his cock and turned your head. Shunsui pulled himself away from you and slapped your ass, “good girl.” He smiled as you ran your tongue over his cock, wanting more of him. He watched you bob your head up and down his shaft, your moans sending wonderful sensations to his cock. He then buried his face back into your pussy. This was the vacation I needed, he thought, smiling into you, thinking of all the ways he would find himself between your legs for the rest of the trip. Maybe she should try some of that rum... he thought, as you twitched above him, another orgasm rolling through your body.

The title of this on AO3 is "The Slang Word P(*)ssy Rolls Off The Tongue With Far Better Ease Than The Proper Word Vagina. Do You Agree?" by André 3000. I felt it was super fitting for Shunsui and this theme haha! I'll admit, this was a bit of a struggle to write (I didn't have an idea of where I wanted to go with this one), but I ended up finding something to work with. I hope you guys enjoy it, thanks for reading! :)

[merbear25]

Shunsui and fem!reader nurse roleplay scenario? (readers the nurse no one wants to see that man in a nurse costume). Nsfw of course lol

Ohohohoo~ What a fun scenario 🤭 Thank you for sending this in. I hope you like it 💜💜

You’d been nursing your boyfriend back to full health after a big battle. Tending to his wounds helped make your bond closer because you saw a part of each other that wouldn’t have been shown to you otherwise. Your devotion helped scheme a wild idea to play out this role to its fullest.

CW: NSFW, MDNI, fem!reader, established relationship, roleplay (sexy nurse), some teasing, fluffy smut, vaginal penetration, cockwarming, cowgirl, cumshot

Bedside manner (Shunsui)

You came into the bedroom to check on him again, thinking that this would be the last change of his bandages you’d have to do. He greeted you with a smile like always, asking about how your day was going, to which you always responded with gentle teasing.

“Not much else has changed since I saw you a couple of hours ago,” you chuckled softly.

“Oh? Well, then I suppose that’s a good thing.”

Your gentle hum while humoring him on all the ins and outs of your duties for that day never failed to get even the slightest smile out of him. Even though he knew what you’d be up to, yet still asked was something that grew on you. Unwrapping his bandages, the wounds healed nicely, albeit leaving some light scaring in some areas. 

“These look good.” You lightly touched his skin, examining him more closely. A soft inhale came from him. “Did that hurt?”

“No, no, your fingers are cold.”

“Oh, sorry, I guess I shouldn’t have come right in from outside.”

“Don’t worry about it.” He took your hand in his, bringing it to his mouth. His lips ghosted your fingers, letting his breath warm them a little. “I can think of a way to warm you up.”

A smirk played on your lips. “Is that so?”

“Mmhm, been thinking about it for a while, actually.” He placed soft kisses along your knuckles, savoring the way your skin warmed up under his lips. “You’ve been such a good woman, taking care of me the way you did, that I couldn’t help the image I got—you in that nice little nurse outfit you wore for Halloween. You still have it, don’t you?”

His sultry gaze sent shivers down your spine. Your flustered nod made him smirk. “Can you put it on for me for one more request?” The giddiness carrying you out of the room was more than enough of a response from you.

While waiting for you to return, he smiled to himself. Recollections of you tending to him up until he was fully recovered warmed his heart. To have such an incredibly selfless woman by his side was something he never realized he needed so much. His eyes flicked to the doorway. You entered in that skimpy dress, thigh-high laced stockings, and the top already undone to show off your chest.

“You’re absolutely breathtaking.” He adjusted himself to pull you on top of him.

Climbing on his lap, you hiked up the short skirt of your already risque dress. Your g-string left nothing to the imagination and did just as you hoped it would do—lure him into grabbing at your exposed body. His hands went up your dress, tugging on your skimpy underwear and claiming your stomach. Pulling you closer, he wanted to be buried in your cleavage. Kissing and sucking at your sensitive skin was already making you pant with need.

Your hands ran up and down his chest, lightly combing through his chest hair when he nipped at your hardened nipples. Bathing your sweet body in desperate breaths, hot wet kisses, and needy touches was driving you wild. You couldn’t help but moan from the intensity at which he wanted you. Leaning back, the hardened arousal waiting for you had you moaning softly.

“You’ve been waiting a long time for this, haven’t you?” The motion of your hips lured a groan from him.

“Can you blame me? You’re so perfect that it drives me crazy.” Your hands roamed over his bare stomach as you stabilized yourself on his lap. Your hips moved against him, teasing him for more. A wet patch spread on the small piece of fabric of your panties the more you rubbed against him, leaving you hungrier than ever.

“I loved taking care of you, and I don’t want to stop just yet.” Releasing his arousal from confinement, your fingers wrapped around it to give his throbbing need for you a few mercy strokes. The head of his cock showed glistening beads of cum from the slightest attention. “Tell me what you’ve been dreaming about all this time.”

“I just want to feel you… Want to feel you around me so badly.”

Pushing the thin garment to the side, you positioned his tip with your entrance. Pushing it in, you gasped softly, and as you sat on it, you could feel your walls spasming. “I’ve missed this…”

His hands gripped your hips tightly, forcing you in place to allow himself to enjoy your soaked walls twitching around his length. “Me too…” He groaned while bucking his hips slightly.

You met his movements slowly at first, fully savoring the sensations. In no time you began chasing after that fluttering deep within your core that he was hitting so perfectly. His hands moved to your waist, guiding your eagerness up and down on him. 

The scent of desperation blended with the tangy musk of sex. Wet slapping skin filled the room as you creamed on him, your wetness dripping on his hips.

“You’re so perfect,” he moaned in shaky breaths. “In every way”

Your pants of readied agreement grew shrill as he praised you. Hearts pounding against your chests, sweat kissing your skin, and breathless words of devotion: you couldn’t hold on anymore. A blissful groan passed your trembling lips as you shook on him. His choked gasps accompanied a swift pull of you off of him. His hand clenched at his cock, as he pulled you closer. Your breasts were caressing his flushed face, while he shot hot loads on your back and your ass.

You held him closely as he caught his breath. His cum trickled down your smooth skin and onto his stomach, letting the intensity of your session sink in.

“You did such a good job healing me.”

The both of you chuckled softly, still holding each other for a little while longer since you didn’t have the chance for physical intimacy in what felt like an eternity.

[kenpachissluut]

do you do requests? cause if so goddamn I love your smaus! I would love to see a face-sitting one with grimmy, shunsui, aizen, kenny and whoever else you feel is right!

First Request!!

Thank you!! I love to hear that🥹🩵 so here is your request with your choosen characters and i added Urahara and Kurotsuchi aswell cause i am a sucker for crazy scientists lol😌

❦asking bleach men to ride their face (smau)❦

warning: smut, explicit content, 18+, facesitting, eating out, squirting, mention of ass eating

featuring: Grimmjow Jaegerjaques, Shunsui Kyoraku, Aizen Sosuke, Kenpachi Zaraki, Kisuke Urahara, Mayuri Kurotsuchi

⋆˚ lunaeanima 𝜗𝜚˚⋆🩵