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โณโฅ ๐๐ก๐๐ซ๐๐๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ฌ: Shunsui, Jushiro, Ichigo, Byakuya, Renji, Hisagi, Gin, Kira, Aizen, Toshiro, Kisuke, Shinji, Zaraki, Unohana, Yhwach, Jugram, Askin, Bazz-B, Ryuken, Uryu, Grimmjow, Starrk, Ulquiorra
โณโฅ ๐/๐: I wasnโt expecting to write to write for everyone, but I also didnโt want to do this in parts. So everyoneโs here in one post :)
โณโฅ ๐๐๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: 18+ content, fem!reader in the smut part, asphyxiation, blood and knife play, manhandling, cunnilingus, blowjobs, fingering, lingerie, rough play, power play, cockwarming, thigh-riding, marking, light bondage, dirty talking, sleepy sex
โณโฅ ๐๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐๐ฑ๐ญ: Non-sexual and sexual things you do that turns them on.
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Kyoraku Shunsui
Non-sexual turn-ons:
A playful sense of humour and teasing wit.
Wearing his haori or hat just to mess with him.
Intelligence that reveals itself subtly.
Being affectionate and touchy without needing a reason.
Showing empathy and gentleness, especially with others.
Drinking tolerance can match or outdo his
Sexual turn-ons:
Whispering into his ear while seated on his lap
Flashing glimpses of cleavage, thighs, or the curve of your hip when you pretend not to notice
Lazy, sensual makeout sessions while straddling him on the porch
Being the one to initiate things slowly, then letting him take over
The sight of you stroking the base of his cock while still dressed in one of his robes
Ukitake Jushiro
Non-sexual turn-ons:
Soft spoken encouragements and genuine smiles
Gentle physical affectionโstroking his hair, massaging his back
Bringing him food or medicine without being asked
Listening to him talk about history or poetry with interest
Seeing you play with children or his younger siblings
Sexual turn-ons:
Tender, unhurried touchesโespecially trailing fingers down his chest
Sucking lightly on his tongue when you kiss
Gently guiding his hand under your robes while making eye contact
Being vocal, breathy, but sweetโhe melts hearing your moans
Giving him slow, teasing head with your hands stroking his thighs
Kurosaki Ichigo
Non-sexual turn-ons:
Standing up for yourself or others unapologetically
Sparring with him and actually managing to knock him down
Wearing his clothes and acting like itโs no big deal
Brushing your fingers through his hair after heโs bathed
Letting him protect you but also fighting at his side
Sexual turn-ons:
Grinding against him while youโre both fully clothed
Tugging on his hair when you kiss roughly
The look in your eyes when you drop to your knees for him
Telling him how big and hard he feels in your mouth
Riding him while biting your lip and watching his reactions
Kuchiki Byakuya
Non-sexual turn-ons:
Elegance, poise, and self-discipline
The graceful way you moveโparticularly in formal attire
Quiet loyalty that never needs announcing
Speaking refined, poetic compliments that catch him off guard
Playing a traditional instrument or painting in silence near him
Sexual turn-ons:
Undressing slowly and deliberately in front of him
Moaning softly into his ear as you ride him in his private quarters
Holding eye contact as you suck him offโsubtly defiant
Leaving lipstick marks on his collarbone
Whispering your filthy thoughts in a voice soft as silk
Abarai Renji
Non-sexual turn-ons:
Boldness and unfiltered honesty
Sparring or working out together, especially if you show him up
Wearing something tight or revealing without even trying
Cheering him on at his matches or missions
Talking dirty in casual conversation just to mess with him
Sexual turn-ons:
Biting his neck and shoulders while he's deep inside you
Taking controlโpushing him back, pinning his wrists
Moaning his name when he hits just the right angle
Tugging on his hair and smirking while youโre on top
The sight of you bent over, looking back at him with a dare in your eyes
Ichimaru Gin
Non-sexual turn-ons:
Playing his game of sly remarks and never flinching
Giving him a mysterious smile of your own
Feeding him something sweet with your fingers
Staring him down until he laughs genuinely
Reading or observing him silently like heโs a puzzle
Sexual turn-ons:
Letting him tie your wrists and whisper what heโll do to you
Moaning his name when he ghosts his tongue over your sskn
Clenching around his cock while grinning up at him
Giving him a look that says you want him to ruin you
Being playful, coy, and just a little brattyโhe loves the chase
Izuru Kira
Non-sexual turn-ons:
Quiet empathy and gentle support
Touching his hair or face with loving patience
Listening to him without judgement
Writing him notes or letters instead of saying things aloud
Seeing you defend him when he doubts himself
Sexual turn-ons:
Stroking his cock softly while looking up at him with flushed cheeks
Running your hands across his chest while kissing his neck
Light bondage or being guided firmlyโhe secretly likes being told what to do
Soft sighs and moans that escape you as you ride him slow and deep
Letting him worship your body like youโre sacred
Shuhei Hisagi
Non-sexual turn-ons:
Confidence that doesnโt cross into arrogance
Tracing his tattoos with curious fingers
Wearing his sleeveless uniform and mimicking him with a grin
Helping him relax when he's stressedโrunning your hands through his hair
Admiring his scars or voice work sincerely
Sexual turn-ons:
Scratching your nails down his back while heโs fucking you rough
Letting him pin your arms above your head with just one hand
Moaning shamelessly when he squeezes your throat lightly with his fingers
Riding his thigh until youโre dripping for him
Sucking on his fingers while you grind into his lap
Hitsugaya Toshiro
Non-sexual turn-ons:
Intelligence, especially when it challenges him
Cold weather snugglesโwrapping yourself around him
Running your hands along his chest or collar absentmindedly
Letting him take care of you when you're injured
Playing an instrument or humming to yourself while working
Sexual turn-ons:
Warming his cock between your thighs before sliding him in
Leaving frostbitten kisses on his chest and neck
Gasping when he pushes your legs apart with firm hands
Riding him hard enough to melt the ice under you both
Letting him lose controlโhe rarely does, but when he doesโฆ
Zaraki Kenpachi
Non-sexual turn-ons:
Anyone who can take a hit and laugh
Bloodied lips and challenging stares
Wearing nothing but a haori or his eyepatch
Joking about fucking in the middle of a battlefield
Fighting him and moaning when he slams you to the ground
Sexual turn-ons:
Scratching down his chest while he fucks you brutally
Screaming for more while you ride his cock until your thighs give out
Biting his lip until he bleeds and shoving him back for round two
Taking him raw and wild, begging for him to fill your pussy
Letting him fuck you against a wall with one hand on your throat
Hirako Shinji
Non-sexual turn-ons:
Quirky humour and refusing to take things seriously
Playing with his hair or trying on his hats
Teasing him with clever innuendos
Letting him cook for you and pretending itโs better than it is
Kissing him upside-down just to throw him off
Sexual turn-ons:
Riding his face with slow, shivering control
Moaning his name sweetly when he stretches you open
Light biting and tongue-playโespecially on his ears. And his tongue piercingโtell him you like it when you use it on you
Getting on all fours and arching your back for him
Pinning him down and whispering what you want him to do
Aizen Sosuke
Non-sexual turn-ons:
Polished confidence, intellectual curiosity
Subtly challenging his authority with charm
Wearing glasses or reading books on complex topics
Obeying him flawlessly and then seducing him with a glance
Letting him teach you something, and acting too impressed
Sexual turn-ons:
Licking his cock while you whisper how powerful he feels
Spreading yourself open and begging him to โstudyโ you
Moaning his name as you ride him slow, cunt squeezing him rhythmically
Telling him how you want to be rearranged by his cock
Letting him fuck your mouth until your eyes water and you thank him
Urahara Kisuke
Non-sexual turn-ons:
Brainy curiosity and scientific banter
Wearing his hat or clogs and acting like the boss
Fixing his tech for him with a wink
Subtle acts of devotion: tea when heโs exhausted, bandages on his hands
Purring innuendo in his ear while heโs trying to focus
Sexual turn-ons:
Straddling him and slowly sinking onto his cock while teasing his brain
Moaning nonsense while he fingerfucks you with wild precision
Sitting on his face and grinding until youโre sobbing his name
Letting him record your moans while he fucks you from behind. Also letting his try his new gadgets on you
Making him beg for release while you edge him for hours
Unohana Retsu
Non-sexual turn-ons:
Calm confidence, quiet control in a crisis
Precision in combat or healingโgrace over brute strength
Obedience without submission; challenge without disrespect
Running your fingers through her hair or over her blade
Speaking softly but firmly, holding her gaze without flinching
Sexual turn-ons:
Letting her take full controlโbound, blindfolded, at her mercy
Bleeding lightly beneath her nails as she rides you slow and deep
Moaning her full name while she traces your throat with her blade
Taking her strapon in full, whimpering, and asking for more or when she grinds her pussy on you
Eyes rolling back when she fucks you until you cry her name like a prayer
Yhwach
Non-sexual turn-ons:
Absolute devotion and confidence in your own strength
Kneeling before him without being told, eyes proud and unwavering
Speaking to him without fear, and daring to offer advice
Soft dominanceโstroking his hair while he rests against you
Wearing his insignia or colours like a second skin
Sexual turn-ons:
Spreading your legs for him without a word
Taking every inch of his cock while moaning his name
Holding eye contact while he fucks you on his throne
Licking your lips after he cums on your face
Letting him use your body as his reward after war
Jugram Haschwalth
Non-sexual turn-ons:
Quiet authority and strong posture
Wearing long, elegant clothes that match his aesthetic
Obeying his commands with subtle grace and precision
Showing tactical intelligence in a high-pressure situation
Reading or writing near him by candlelight
Sexual turn-ons:
Kneeling between his legs, eyes wide, waiting for his permission
The sound of your moans as he fucks you slow and deep
Cupping his balls while taking his full length into your throat
Letting him bind you to his desk and stroke you with precision
The flushed, ruined look on your face after heโs spent himself inside you
Askin Nakk Le Vaar
Non-sexual turn-ons:
Sarcasm and biting wit delivered with a pretty smile
Watching you experiment with food, drinks, or poisons
Wearing silky clothes that brush against his fingers when you pass
Subtle manipulation that surprises even him
Laughing at his morbid jokes and then one-upping them
Sexual turn-ons:
Sucking on his fingers while looking into his eyes
Licking his cock from base to tip with slow, deliberate flicks
Riding him in lace lingerie while playing with your own nipples
Letting him drip things on your body and lick them off
Playfully threatening to overstimulate himโheโll beg beautifully
Bazz-B
Non-sexual turn-ons:
Boldness, fire, and being louder than him when you argue
Revealing outfits, crop tops, battle armour that shows skin
Throwing playful punches and getting pinned for it
Cheering him on when heโs being dramatic
Letting him brag and then putting him in his place
Sexual turn-ons:
Groping his cock through his trousers and laughing at his growl
Taking charge and riding him wild until he taps out
Clawing his back while he fucks you against a wall
Sucking on his balls while he tugs your hair
Calling him โhot stuffโ while your cunt clenches around him
Ishida Ryuken
Non-sexual turn-ons:
Intelligence matched with calm maturity
Wearing lingerie under a lab coat
Pouring his coffee without asking, quiet domestic gestures
Knowing when to shut out the world and let him have silence
Precision, elegance, and reading medical journals in bed
Sexual turn-ons:
Sucking his cock under his desk while he pretends to work
Letting him finger you with his gloves still on
Whispering dirty praise into his ear with clinical detail
Riding him slow, grinding until he swears under his breath
Guiding his hand over your clit and telling him what you need
Ishida Uryu
Non-sexual turn-ons:
Graceful intellect and sharp wit
Wearing his scarf or coat and fixing your glasses teasingly
Being meticulous in your crafts or hobbies
Challenging his logic just to watch him ramble
Quiet, firm affectionโholding his hand while working
Sexual turn-ons:
Licking the seam of his lips before kissing him
Stroking his cock while whispering how proud you are of him
Gasping softly when he kisses your inner thighs
Letting him tie your ankles with his Quincy threads
Telling him heโs perfect while you cum around his cock
Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez
Non-sexual turn-ons:
Arrogant smirks, spitfire sass, and biting back
Showing your battle scars like theyโre trophies
Tearing your clothes mid-fight and laughing about it
Challenging him with no fear in your eyes
Wearing nothing but a grin and calling him a pussycat
Sexual turn-ons:
Scratching his scalp while he eats you out with zero mercy
Choking on his cock and crying from the stretch
Letting him fuck you over any surface, raw and rabid
Cumming from just how rough he bites your nipples
Riding him while yelling how good he feelsโand slapping his chest
Coyote Starrk
Non-sexual turn-ons:
Quiet companionship and non-verbal affection
Dozing on his chest without saying a word
Wearing his clothes and letting him see your cleavage
Soft eyes and lazy mornings in bed
Listening to his silences and responding in kind
Sexual turn-ons:
Slow, sleepy sex where you grind against his cock until he wakes fully
Letting him suck your tits while you ride him
Whispering โpleaseโ while you ride him under the covers
Letting him watch you touch yourself while you straddle his lap
Taking him so slowly he shiversโhe never shivers
Ulquiorra Cifer
Non-sexual turn-ons:
Existential curiosity and thought-provoking questions
Crying in front of him without shameโhe notices
Gently touching his face without asking
Wearing white, black, or green in contrast to his own shades
Showing emotion just for himโnever for others
Sexual turn-ons:
Soft moans while you take his cock inch by inch, eyes fluttering shut
Letting him explore your cunt like itโs a mystery
Kissing him without permission and whispering โmineโ
Wrapping your legs around him and pulling him in deeper
Crying out his name as you cumโhe wonโt say it, but he lives for it
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โณโฅ ๐๐ก๐๐ซ๐๐๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ฌ: Ishida Ryuken, Hirako Shinji, Kyoraku Shunsui, Ukitake Jushiro
โณโฅ ๐๐๐ช๐ฎ๐๐ฌ๐ญ: hi hi!! i absolutely adore your blog, your bleach writing is fantastic ๐ซถ๐ผ could i request something smutty with ryuken, shunsui, jushiro and shinji? maybe being reunited with them after being away on missions for a while and it ends up in some soft reunion sex? iโd gladly accept anything else too, i just need them bad and thereโs a lack of ryuken works :( again, absolutely love your content, thank you for keeping the fandom fed xx
โณโฅ ๐/๐: I enthusiastically enjoyed this request and squealed and laughed so much while writing this. I did Kyoraku some injustice lol, but I gave him a second chance though ๐. Thank you for this request and letting me write for Ryuken!
โณโฅ ๐๐๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: fem!reader, 18+ content, fingering, oral (f receiving), soft sex, multiple orgasms, cockwarming, dirty talking, praising, body-worship (small), wrap it before you tap it
โณโฅ ๐๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐๐ฑ๐ญ: Having some soft sex upon your return after being away for a lengthy time.
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หโโง๊ฐแ Ishida Ryuken เป๊ฑ โงโห
The soft rustle of sheets and the distant hum of the night outside barely registered as you lay beneath Ryuken, legs spread wide around his waist, body pliant and needy beneath his weight. His bedroom was dim, lit only by the soft amber glow of a bedside lamp, and the air was thick with yearning, and the need that had lingered for months too long. He hovered above you, half-dressed, shirt unbuttoned and falling from his shoulders, the pale skin of his chest dusted with silver hair that led down toward the open band of his slacks.
Your thighs cradled his hips as he bent forward, one hand braced beside your head, the other trailing reverently from your waist to the soft curve of your hip. His gaze held yours, sharper than usual, blue eyes drinking you in like something heโd starved for.
โYou finally came back,โ he murmured lowly and frayed at the edges, his breath warm against your cheek.
You nodded, your fingers curling around the collar of his shirt, tugging gently as your other hand skimmed down the bare plane of his back. โI missed you so much, Ryuโฆ I couldnโt wait anymore. I wanted to come home. To you.โ
His jaw tightened, and he swallowed once, eyes dragging down to where your breasts rose and fell against the sheets, bare, already flushed and needy, nipples pebbled in the cool air. He leaned in and kissed you, slow at first, his lips soft and warm against yours, tasting the truth in your words. But the kiss didnโt stay gentle. It deepened fast, his hunger slipping through in the way his mouth claimed yours, the way his tongue pressed between your lips to explore, stroke, devour.
When you pulled away to breathe and saw his hand reaching for the drawer in the nightstand, your voice came softer, needier, your thighs flexing around him. โDonโt use a condom tonight. I want to feel you. All of you. Itโs been too longโฆโ
His eyes narrowed just slightly, but the flush along his neck deepened. His hand slid down between your bodies, fingers brushing over your mound, parting your slick folds. You were already soaked for him, your pussy glistening in the warm light, folds plump and swollen from nothing more than his presence.
โAre you sure?โ he asked, but his fingers dipped lower, parting your wetness and brushing over your entrance. โYou know what that means if I lose control.โ
You tilted your hips up, pressing your slickness into the flat of his palm. โThen lose it.โ
There was a low and primal groan emitted from him, followed by his slacks being shoved down and kicked aside. You lifted your head to look, as you always did, eyes drawn to the long, thick length of his cock rising proudly from a nest of silver curls. It was already hard, thick veins lining the shaft, the flushed tip glistening with precum. Bigger than you remembered. Or maybe your memory had blurred after too many nights spent aching alone.
He cupped himself at the base and stroked slowly, watching the way your eyes widened, your breath catching as you spread your legs wider to welcome him. โWet already,โ he murmured, dragging the blunt head through your folds. โSoaked just for me.โ
You whimpered when he tapped his cock against your clit, the swollen bud pulsing with need. Each slow stroke of his tip across your entrance made your hips jerk, your body already trying to suck him in. But Ryuken took his time, drawing circles with his cock around your pussy, coating himself in your slick, watching your every shudder.
โIโve waited too many months to feel this again,โ he said, guiding himself to your entrance and holding there. โI wonโt rush.โ
And he didnโt. He pressed in slow, the fat head of his cock breaching your soaked entrance with deliberate care. The stretch made your mouth fall open, your hands gripping his shoulders as inch after inch filled you. You could feel your body clenching already, slick walls hugging every vein, every contour of him.
โGodโฆRyuโฆโ
โFuck,โ he muttered under his breath, jaw clenched as he slid deeper. โYouโre still so damn tightโฆlike your body never forgot me.โ
He bottomed out with a groan, his hips pressing flush against yours, his cock buried fully inside you, the thick length pressing perfectly against your walls. You were trembling, legs wrapping tighter around his waist, pussy clenching helplessly around him as you tried to adjust to the fullness.
โYouโre so deepโฆโ you gasped, eyes fluttering.
His hand slid under your lower back, lifting you slightly, adjusting the angle until your moan turned into a cry, his cock now grinding against your sweetest spot. โThatโs it,โ he whispered. โIโve got you. Just relax for me.โ
He didnโt pull out right away. He stayed still, buried inside, holding your body close and letting you feel the full length of him, the throbbing heat of his cock pulsing against your walls. Then he drew his hips back slowly, almost teasingly, before thrusting in again, deep and unhurried.
Your nails dug into his back. โHarder, pleaseโฆโ
Jut hearing your pleas in-person after all these months prompted his control to slip. His rhythm shifted from slow to firm, strong thrusts that rocked you up the bed an inch at a time. Your pussy stretched and gripped around him with every movement, wet and warm, noisy in the quiet room. Every thrust made your breasts bounce against his chest, and he bent to take one of your nipples into his mouth, sucking hard as his cock drove deep.
You cried out, fingers tangling in his hair, your body overwhelmed by the dual stimulationโhis cock hitting so deep, and his mouth tugging at your breast like heโd starved for it. โDonโt stopโplease, donโt stopโโ
He drove harder, hips slapping against your thighs, your pussy making lewd squelches with every thrust. He lifted one of your legs higher, pressing your knee to your chest to open you more, to go deeper. You sobbed his name, your back arching as your orgasm crashed down, pussy squeezing and fluttering around him.
You squirted. It surprised you, the rush of wetness spilling between your thighs, soaking the sheets beneath you, the intensity making your whole body shake. He froze for half a second, staring in awe, before groaning deep in his throat and fucking you harder, chasing his own edge.
โYouโre making such a mess,โ he rasped. โA beautiful messโGod, I can feel you squeezing the hell out of meโโ
Your hands were gripping his shoulders, tears brimming at the corners of your eyes from how good it felt. Your pussy fluttered and clenched, sucking him in, trying to milk him. โI shouldโve gone with you,โ he admitted against your skin. โBut I couldnโt leave the hospital. Couldnโt leave this goddamn city.โ
You clung to him, moaning softly as he rolled his hips with deliberate precision, hitting that spot inside you like heโd measured it. Which, honestly, he probably had. โI know,โ you whispered. โBut I wouldnโt have wanted you to.โ
He cupped your face, fucking you deeper, with more emotion than he ever allowed himself in public. โBut I thought about you. Every night. Thought about how warm you always felt, the way your fingers curled in my hair when I was inside youโโ
You arched beneath him, legs wrapped around his waist, squeezing tighter.
โI thought about the sounds you make when youโre close,โ he continued, voice cracking just slightly. โThe way your walls flutter right before youโyes. Like that. Just like that.โ
You gave a sharp clench of your walls around him and his hips stuttered, not feeling like he could hold out for much longer. No amount of spending night touching himself could compare to your warm heat. โStay,โ he murmured, arms tightening around your waist as he pushed harder. โJust for tonight.โ
You brushed your fingers through his silver hair and whispered, โFor longer, if you want.โ
He didnโt say anything, and he didnโt need to. The way he kissed your palm told you that he was pleased with your choice.
หโโง๊ฐแ Hirako Shinji เป๊ฑ โงโห
The carpet scratched lightly against your bare shoulder blades, soft but textured beneath your back as you lay spread beneath Shinji. Your breath caught as he grinned down at you, his messy blond hair hanging low enough to brush against your cheek. His shirt was open, flaring around him like he hadnโt even tried to take it off properly, too impatient. You still had your blouse halfway down one arm, your jeans unbuttoned and stuck at your knees from when heโd tugged them off in the middle of kissing you against the door. The whole house was quiet save for the low hum of the air conditioning and the wet, obscene sounds coming from between your thighs.
โTwo years, and this pussy still tastes better than I remembered,โ Shinji drawled, his voice husky with arousal, lips slick with your wetness as he rose from between your legs. His hand hadnโt left your thigh, his thumb still rubbing small, teasing circles dangerously close to your clit. Suddenly leaning forward, he caught your lips with his, kissing you deepโtongue curling with yours, tasting the echo of your own arousal on him. You moaned into his mouth, your legs twitching as your hips bucked, desperate for more friction. He pulled back with a laugh, teeth catching your lower lip gently.
โDonโt go rushing me now. I just got back to my favourite meal.โ He licked a stray drop of your slick from the corner of his mouth and gave your pussy a firm slap that made you jolt, the wet smack echoing in the space between you. โYou were gonna make me wait till dinner. I say screw that.โ
Your head dropped back onto the carpet, fingers gripping his shoulders as he slid down again, lips brushing across your belly, your navel, and then further until his mouth was back on you, all heat and wickedness. He didnโt tease this timeโhe licked up the entire length of your slit, slow and deliberate, groaning as your arousal coated his tongue.
His fingers parted you, spreading your slick folds to expose the plump swell of your clit. He pressed his tongue flat against it, then circled, and circled again, until your thighs clenched on either side of his head. You were wetโsoakingโand he drank from you like he was parched, every lap sending tremors through your stomach. His fingers slipped lower, sliding two knuckles deep into your heat, the stretch making you whimper as he curled them expertly against your front wall.
โStill this tight,โ he murmured into you, letting his breath fan over your sensitive skin. โI could feel your pussy sucking on my fingers the second I slid in.โ
You were writhing under him, panting. His voice, his mouth, his fingersโit was too much, and not enough. You hadnโt been touched in months, hadnโt had thisโhadnโt had him. Shinji had always been a tease, but now he was relentless, determined to make every second count. His pace increased, his fingers moving faster, fucking you while his mouth sucked your clit with lewd precision.
You werenโt expecting to cum so quickly, but your hips jerked as you cried out, your hands flying to his hair. Your thighs tried to clamp shut, but he didnโt let up, moaning into you like a man possessed. Your slick gushed against his chin, and he groaned in satisfaction.
โFuck, I missed you doing that,โ he growled, his tongue still flicking over your throbbing clit. โYou squirt like a goddamn fountain when I get you just right.โ
You whimpered, sensitive, thighs trembling. He finally relented, dragging his fingers out of your pussy and sucking them clean with a lecherous smirk. He reached for your blouse, pulling it off completely before dragging your bra down just enough to expose your breasts, not even bothering to unclip it. His mouth latched onto a nipple instantly, sucking it hard while grinding his clothed cock between your legs. You could feel the thick press of himโhard, hot, pulsing against your slick entrance, the friction deliciously maddening.
He pulled back and looked down at you, hair sticking to his forehead slightly, golden eyes heavy with desire.
โYou think you can handle this?โ he teased, rubbing the head of his cock against your swollen folds. You could feel how wet you were, his shaft already slippery just from dragging through your pussy lips.
Nodding, already arching up for him, he pinned your hips back down with one hand, the other guiding himself to your entrance. His tip pushed in slowly, and your walls clung to him, the stretch making your eyes roll back. โDamn, youโre still so tight,โ he groaned, the vein in his neck straining as he pushed in further, inch by inch. โLike this pussy forgot how to take cock. Iโm gonna have to remind it.โ
You gasped as he bottomed out, the full length of him seated inside you. He stayed there a moment, pressing in deep and letting you feel every thick inch, his hands gripping your thighs hard enough to bruise. It didnโt take long before you felt the, slow, deep, grinding thrusts that made you feel each ridge, each throb. The drag of his cock against your inner walls was delicious torture, your pussy fluttering around him with every slow pull out and every firm thrust in. You practically clung to him, nails digging into his back as your hips lifted to meet him.
โGod, youโre so good,โ he whispered into your neck, his breath hot. โI fuckinโ missed you like crazy. Missed this pussy. Missed how wet you get for me.โ
The whimpering of his name and clenching caused him to groan, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in, the sound of your wetness obscene between your bodies. That was the final call, the pace shiftedโno more slow grinding. He fucked you hard, fast, pressing your knees to your chest to get deeper. Your pussy squelched around him with every thrust, slick dripping down your ass and soaking into the carpet beneath you.
โYou were gone too damn long,โ he growled. โTwo years without this. Youโre lucky Iโm not filling you full every day for the next week.โ
Your body seized under him, a long, drawn-out cry ripping from your throat as your pussy convulsed around his cock, and he didnโt stop. He fucked you through it, moaning loudly as your juices gushed around him, your thighs trembling violently. When you squirted again, it soaked his pelvis, and he laughed breathlessly. โThere it is. Damn, youโre messy.โ He grinned down at you. โJust the way I like you. I missed this so damn much,โ he murmured against your neck, pressing slow, open-mouthed kisses there. โYou feel fuckinโ amazing, baby.โ
Wrapping your arms around him, your heart still racing, your pussy still pulsing with the aftershocks of pleasure. His cock continued to work itself deeper, chasing his release, becoming erratic and rougher. Grabbing your wrists, he pinned them above your head as he loomed over you, burying his cock to the hilt again and again. Your walls clenched tight around him, fluttering and spasming with overstimulation, but he didnโt let up. His eyes were locked on your face, watching every twitch, every gasp, every moan.
โYouโre not leaving again,โ he pleaded softly. โI missed you too damn much.โ
หโโง๊ฐแ Kyoraku Shunsui เป๊ฑ โงโห
Immediately, you were pulled right off your feet, beard brushing your neck as he nuzzled into you, the wide sleeves of his pink haori wrapping you up completely. His hair was loose and slightly damp, and he smelled like fresh soap and sakรฉ, already halfway into unwinding. He looked like a man whoโd spent months trying not to fall apart. And judging by the way he held you, his self-restraint had just expired.
You barely got another word out before your back hit the tatami and he was already on top of you, lips claiming yours with a softness that trembled. He didn't rush the kissโbut his hips gave him away, grinding subtly, needily, like he couldn't help himself. He whispered between kisses, โMissed you. Missed you so much,โ and you could feel just how badly in the way he groaned when your thighs parted around his waist.
His mouth travelled to your neck, wet and warm, dragging kisses down your skin like he was starved for it, and you could feel the way he trembled, the control in his body fraying with every breath you took. His kimono was haphazardly pushed apart, his cock already thick and flushed, was leaking from its tip and begging to be put out of misery. โTwo years,โ he murmured hoarsely against your skin, his beard tickling as he nuzzled into your jaw. โToo damn long.โ
You barely had the breath to answer before his hips shifted, the wide head of his cock slipping lower, parting your folds, nudging your entrance. A sharp gasp caught in your throat as he pushed forward, not waiting any longer, your body instinctively arching to take him. That first push stretched you wide, familiar and still breathtakingโthick, heavy, that slow, overwhelming press that only Shunsui could give you. Your hands clenched at the fabric pooled under you, nails biting into the blanket. He groaned low in his chest, forehead dropping to yours, eyes fluttering shut.
โFuckโgods, you still feel so perfect,โ he breathed, already buried halfway, your cunt clenching around him greedily. โBeen thinking about this every night.โ
The stretch had you whimpering softly, legs wrapped around his hips as he sank deeper, inch by thick inch. He tried to keep it slow, tried to savour the moment, but his hands trembled as they gripped your hips, and his rhythm faltered, cock twitching inside you with pulsing heat. His voice rasped with restraint, jaw clenched.
โDidnโt think...fuck, I didnโt think Iโd lose it this fast.โ
But you knew. You could feel the strain in his body, the twitch of his cock deep inside, the tremble in his muscles as he held himself back by sheer will. Your pussy fluttered around him in encouragement, soaked and eager, clenching greedily on his length. You cupped his face, guiding his gaze to yours, lips brushing his as you whispered, โThen donโt hold back.โ
That was all it took. He groanedโdeep, broken, almost desperateโand his hips slammed flush against yours, his cock buried to the hilt inside your wet heat. You felt the throb, the jerk of his release the moment he seated himself fully, his body shuddering as thick, hot cum spilled inside you in heavy pulses. His mouth crashed to yours, muffling his ragged moan, his tongue searching blindly as he came hard, deep, and fast. Your pussy milked him instinctively, spasming around his girth, coaxing every drop from him. The sensation of his warmth flooding your core after so long apart made you clench again, a needy whimper escaping you.
โShit...fuck, sweetheart,โ he grunted, his hips jerking once, twice more as aftershocks rippled through him. โToo muchโฆtoo fast.โ
He buried his face in the crook of your neck, panting harshly, body tense above you. But you didnโt mind. The feel of his cock still twitching deep inside, still nestled in your creamy warmth, filled something in you that had ached for the past two years. You stroked his back slowly, fingers tracing the lines of muscle under his haori as his weight slumped into you, his arms cradling your head.
You felt the way his cum leaked out around his cock, warm and thick, coating your inner thighs. You could feel just how much heโd missed you in the sheer volume, the mess heโd made of your pussy already. But Shunsui didnโt moveโhe stayed still, cock still inside, forehead against your cheek, murmuring apologies and kisses against your skin.
โI couldnโt wait. I thought Iโd go slow, I meant to worship you, but godsโฆI missed you so damn much.โ He kissed your temple, your cheek, your jaw. โIโll make it up to you. Youโre not leaving this bed for hours.โ
He pulled back just enough to look at you, eyes heavy with lust, with a spark that said he hadnโt even begun to claim you properly. You could feel him starting to harden again inside you, thickening despite the way his cum still leaked from your stretched pussy. He rocked his hips gently, watching the way your breath caught, your legs tightened around his waist, the wet squelch of your combined release filling the room.
โYouโre so fucking full,โ he whispered, brushing his thumb over your clit. โMy cumโs already dripping out of you, but Iโm not done yet. Youโre going to take it all.โ
His hands slid under your back, lifting you to him, your breasts crushed to his chest as he thrust with purpose, hips rolling to grind against your clit on every stroke. His mouth latched onto your neck, biting softly before licking the sting away, working his way down to your collarbone. Your moans rose in pitch as he set a rhythm that sent sparks through your core, the oversensitivity from earlier only heightening each roll of his hips.
You bit your lip as he began to move again, a slow, deliberate drag of his cock from your tight hole, coated in a thick sheen of white, then thrust back in, slow but deeper this time, measured. The feel of him was relentlessโthick and still slick with his first release, but regaining that solid, aching fullness that made your toes curl.
โYou feel even tighter now,โ he muttered against your skin, voice thick with awe and hunger. โSo wet. You always take me so good.โ
He sat back slightly, dragging you with him so you were perched in his lap, your legs splayed wide around him, his cock thrusting up into you as gravity helped him bury even deeper. You cried out at the change in angle, the way he filled you more completely, his cock stretching you in every direction. His hands gripped your hips again, controlling your movements, dragging you up and slamming you back down, your pussy sucking him in noisily with every wet thrust.
โYou missed this cock, didnโt you?โ he rasped, gaze fixed on the place where your bodies joined, watching your tight, pink folds stretched wide around his thick shaft, your cream and his seed smeared around the base. โFuck, look how messy you are. Youโre dripping all over me.โ
You couldnโt speakโonly moan, back arching as he slammed up into you again, that thick tip grinding against your sweet spot mercilessly. The tension built fast in your belly, your clit throbbing, your legs trembling. He knewโhe felt the way your pussy clenched hard around him, how your walls fluttered, how your breath hitched.
โThatโs it, baby,โ he murmured, sweat glistening on his brow as he rutted up into you harder now, the sound of skin slapping against skin growing louder. โCum for me. I want to feel you gush all over this cock.โ
หโโง๊ฐแ Ukitake Jushiro เป๊ฑ โงโห
The heat of the bath wrapped around you both like silk, steam curling up and making the wooden walls sweat. Letting the hot water soak into your aching limbs while he reclined behind you, his long legs spreading just enough so you could lean between them, your back against his bare chest. His kisses had been soft at first, reverentโpressed to your shoulders, your temple, the edge of your jaw as if trying to convince himself you were real again. His hair floated around you both in the water, silver strands catching the light, his breath brushing your ear as he exhaled softly behind you.
โYouโve lost weight,โ he murmured, tone gentle, fingers trailing across your ribs where the outline of your form had become a little sharper. โThey didnโt feed you properly over there?โ
โThey tried,โ you murmured, closing your eyes, leaning your head back against his shoulder, โbut nothing ever tasted right without you.โ
He made a soft, affectionate sound in his throat and kissed the side of your face again, slow and lingering. Then his hands grew bolder. They moved over your body like he was reacquainting himself with youโwith aching purpose. He stroked along the curve of your sides, up the softness beneath your breasts, letting the pads of his fingers lightly trace the edges of sensitivity there. You shivered under the touch, sighing as he cupped them fully in his palms, the weight of them familiar to him even after so long.
โYouโre so softโฆโ he breathed, voice thickened slightly. โIโve missed this. Iโve missed you.โ
His thumbs brushed your nipples, already stiff from the water and arousal, and you exhaled a quiet, broken moan as your hips shifted instinctively. You felt his cockโalready thick, warm, and solidโresting against the swell of your ass, before his hands slipped under your thighs to raise them a little higher, and with a slow, careful movement, you felt him slid into you. You gasped softly at the stretch, at the thick girth pushing inside. He didnโt moveโhe simply filled you, inch by inch, easing himself into your pussy like he was coming home. The water helped, made everything warm and pliant, but the ache of fullness after so long apart was still sharp and sweet.
โGods, youโre tight,โ he whispered, forehead pressing to the back of your neck. โYou always feel so perfectโฆโ
He bottomed out with a soft groan, the tip of his cock nestled against your cervix, thick and hard and impossibly deep inside. The weight of him inside you was delicious, dragging a shiver from your spine. He didnโt move for a moment, only wrapped his arms around you more tightly, his palm covering your lower belly where the bulge of his cock made itself known beneath the skin.
He knew exactly how much it affected you. Especially now, when every part of you was on edge from the absence, from the ache, from the hunger that had built up over your long separation. His hand slid down again, beneath the surface of the water, and you gasped as his fingers found your clit. His strokes were exploratory, as though he was mapping how your body had changed, how your reactions had sharpened in sensitivity. Each circle of his fingertips sent tingles up your spine, each brush across the swollen nub making your hips twitch and clench helplessly around his cock.
He moved his hips slightly thenโjust a littleโjust enough for you to feel the drag of him against your walls. You moaned softly, breath catching as your legs involuntarily tried to close, but he held you open with one arm and continued his slow, steady massage on your clit with the other. Every movement inside and out was controlled, deliberate. He knew you were sensitiveโhe wanted you sensitive. Wanted to feel you pulse and writhe on him, wanted to feel you lose yourself in the heat that only he could bring.
Your hands gripped his thighs underwater, your nails digging into his skin as he slowly rocked his hips forward again, barely moving but making you feel every inch of him. His breath was warm against your ear, and he murmured soft praises between kisses to your neck.
โI love how you feel around meโฆhow you tighten up every time I touch your sweet little clitโฆโ
Your hips jerked at the words, your walls fluttering around him as your breath came faster. He kept working that same slow, precise rhythm with his fingers, pressing a little firmer now, rolling your clit between slick fingertips while his cock throbbed deep inside. The pleasure coiled tight and sharp in your gut, building quicklyโtoo quickly.
โJ-Jushiro, Iโmโโ you tried to warn him, but he shushed you with a soft chuckle.
โI know, and I want you to. Come on, sweetheartโฆ Let me feel you cum around me. Iโve missed this. Missed feeling you break.โ
The sound of his voiceโthat voiceโlow and full of warmth and desire and love, was enough to push you over the edge.
You came with a choked cry, your body convulsing in the water as your pussy clenched tight around his cock, spasming through the climax as his fingers continued to roll and circle your clit through every wave of pleasure. Your thighs trembled in his hold, the wet slap of water shifting around you both as your back arched, your head pressing back against his shoulder. He held you, steady and strong, his cock twitching inside as he groaned from the feel of your orgasm squeezing him, but still he didnโt move faster.
You were panting, vision swimming slightly from how hard that first orgasm had hit, and his hands never left you. He let you come down slowly, fingers tracing lazy circles around your clit now, sensitive and swollen, while his cock remained firmly buried inside your twitching walls.
โGood girl,โ he murmured. โSo sensitiveโฆ Youโre perfect.โ
You whimpered softly, already trembling from the overstimulation, and he smiled against your neck, placing another kiss there as his hips gave a slow, shallow thrustโjust enough to make your pussy flutter again in protest and pleasure.
โWeโre just getting started,โ he whispered. โYouโre finally home. Iโm not letting this body go without reminding every inch of it who it belongs to.โ
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me face to face with Shinji
Hey !
are you able to do bleach men and what their favorite s*x positions would be ? ( shunsui, kisuke , grimmjow etc )
๐๐ก๐ฐ๐๐๐ก โ Full Nelson
๐๐ฎ๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฆ โ Bent over any surface (mostly a tabletop)
๐๐ฌ๐ค๐ข๐ง โ Cowgirl, Reverse Cowgirl
๐๐๐ณ๐ณ-๐ โ Doggystyle (with a deep arch)
๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ค๐๐ง โ Missionary (heโll alter your legs to suit)
๐๐ซ๐ฒ๐ฎ โ Cowgirl
๐๐ก๐ฎ๐ง๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ข โ Spooning, Cowgirl and when he isnโt feeling lazy, Mating Press
๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐จ โ Missionary (leg over shoulder or resting in elbow)
๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ค๐ โ Any position, especially from behind
๐๐ข๐ณ๐๐ง โ Seated on his lap
๐๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ฃ๐ข โ Any position face to face
๐๐ข๐ง โ Reverse Cowgirl
๐๐ข๐ฌ๐๐ ๐ข โ Missionary (a leg over the shoulder or resting in his elbow)
๐๐ข๐ซ๐ โ Cowgirl, Lotus
๐๐๐ง๐ฃ๐ข โ Doggystyle (face down, ass up)
๐๐๐ก๐ข๐ ๐จ โ Doggystyle (arch real good for him) and Mating Press
๐๐จ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐จ (๐๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ) โ Missionary (legs in the crook of elbows)
๐๐๐ซ๐๐ค๐ข โ Bent over any surface, suspended in his arms and folded like figure eight lol (Full Nelson)
๐๐ซ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฃ๐จ๐ฐ โ Doggystyle (face down, ass up and a deep arch), bent over or pressed against any surface
๐๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ซ๐ค โ Cowgirl, Reverse Cowgirl, Spooning
๐๐ฅ๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐ โ Missionary
That being walked in on has inspired me!
What if reader walks in on them but pulls up a chair and just watches, refusing to help or join in? I want to know which ones beg prettily, which ones out right stop in retaliation, which ones continue on as if reader isn't even there, and whatever other reactions that you can think of for these fine, fine men
Thanks, as always! โค๏ธ
They couldnโt take itโyour unwavering gaze, the way you just sat there, arms crossed, lips curved in amusement, refusing to give them relief. Their pride crumbled fast, heavy pants turning to breathless pleas, voices thick with desperation. Hands never slowed, but their eyes stayed locked onto you, silently (or loudly) begging. Some whispered your name like a prayer, others outright whimpered, promising anything if youโd just touch them.
โ Jushiro, Kira, Hisagi, Bazz-B
The moment they registered your refusal, their hand stilled, their expression darkening with frustration. You wanted to tease them? Fine. They werenโt going to give you the satisfaction of watching them fall apart. Some scoffed, others outright scowled, shifting their legs or turning away as if to say, โYou donโt get to enjoy this if youโre not joining in.โ
โ Byakuya, Ulquiorra, Yhwach, Ryuken, Toshiro (Adult), Uryu
If you werenโt going to help, then they didnโt need you. They kept going at their own pace, shameless and unaffected, not giving you the reaction you were likely hoping for. They didnโt beg, didnโt stopโjust carried on, some even closing their eyes as if you were nothing but background noise. If they acknowledged you at all, it was with a smug smirk or a raised eyebrow, daring you to cave first.
โ Aizen, Ichigo, Renji, Kenpachi, Jugram
Instead of frustration or desperation, they turned it around on you. If you wanted to watch, then theyโd put on a showโdrawn-out strokes, teasing moans, knowing looks that made it clear they were trying to make you crack first. Some even spoke to you, throwing out taunts between gritted teeth, asking if you were really going to sit there unmoved while they fell apart in front of you.
โ Shunsui, Shinji, Kisuke, Grimmjow, Askin, Starrk, Gin
How about Bleach men reacting to getting motorboated?
Not them having their own face in someone's chest, but their partner shoving their face into their man's chest? Especially Shunsui and Kisuke, as their tits are out at all times(I just want to go brrrrrrr)
Thank you! You're amazing! โค๏ธ
A/N: Your ask reminds me of TYBW when Kisuke and Shunsui were subconsciously revealing more of their chest as the episodes went by. They were serving us ๐คค.
Laughs and goes along with it โ Theyโd find it amusing and wouldnโt mind indulging you, either letting you do your thing or some might even pushing your face in deeper just to mess with you. Might tease you about it afterward.
โ Shunsui, Jushiro, Kisuke, Shinji, Zaraki, Askin, Bazz-B, Grimmjow, Starrk
Mildly confused but unbothered โ Theyโd blink in surprise, few might mutter a confused โwhat the hell?โ but wouldnโt push you away. They might shake their head at you afterward but wonโt make a big deal out of it.
โ Aizen, Gin, Renji, Hisagi, Kira, Ichigo
Immediately suspicious and slightly annoyed โ Their first instinct would be, Why? They wouldnโt react aggressively, but theyโd fix you with an unimpressed stare and probably tell you to stop with varying degrees of irritation. Which ruins the fun ๐ฅฒ
โ Ryuken, Toshiro (Adult), Byakuya, Jugram, Yhwach, Uryu, Ulquiorra
what are you hc on how bleach men sleep with their s/o? you know like lf they like to have their space or if they headlock themโ ๏ธ
A/N: Not the headlock option ๐คฃ. But I do see a few of them doing that... the sleep fighters, that is. This was extremely chaotic โ ๏ธ
Cuddler โ they love the idea for either of you wrapping your arms around each other to fall asleep. Either of your faces pressed into each other necks. The light, soft breathing coming from your lips, while theyโre snoring. With both of you curled up against each other your slumber is one of the most peaceful sleeps.
โ Shunsui, Jushiro, Byakuya (secretly), Starrk, Hisagi, Kira, Uryu, Jugram, Askin, Yhwach
Cuddle to roll away โ at the start of the night the both of you are wrapped up in each otherโs embrace but by the end of the night, youโve both drifted apart. Throughout the night one of you will row back into the otherโs arms, only to roll away again.
โ Ichigo, Kisuke, Toshiro, Shinji, Renji, Bazz-B
Sleeps apart โ from the start of your sleep to the end, you both lay on different ends of the bed. Itโs not the either of you donโt like to cuddle, itโs just that you need space to roll around, so you donโt hit them, and they donโt need to be a victim of your moves.
โ Byakuya, Ulquiorra, Ryuken, Aizen
Blanket Thief โ youโll go to sleep with the blanket wrapped heavenly around you and then wake up to the coldness biting your flesh in the middle of the night. When you look around for your blanket, wondering if it grew legs and ran away, you see them wrapped up, snuggling, in it. Itโs impossible to yank it off them, so you just lay there in the cold.
โ Grimmjow, Bazz-B, Gin, Kisuke, Renji, Ichigo
Sleep Talkers โ they never stop once they start. They say the most ridiculous stuff ever. โOpen the cupboard for the sugar to leave, help me find my sheep.โ The hell. Sometimes you engage in the conversation with them just to hear them say more shit. Surprisingly, the conversation is actually good.
โ Shunsui, Kisuke, Shinji, Bazz-B, Starrk, Askin, Gin, Uryu
โ Zaraki, Ichigo, Bazz-B, Grimmjow
Sleep Fighters โ look at this point, Iโm sorry for you and I hope you survive the night with at least some sleep cuz you ainโt getting any. They require a warning. Unless you donโt mind sleeping on the floor when they kick you off. Youโll be catching their hands and feet all night, all over. At least take a few pointers from their moves, you might learn something.
Sleepwalkers โ youโll wake up to someone poking you, asking if you want some sugar in your tea while holding a powder bottle. When you look up, itโs them unconsciously walking about the house picking up items and rearranging them or sometimes, just sitting and staring off at God knows what. It quite alarming because you once woke up to them curled up and laughing on the staircase, holding a pot. What was the joke? I donโt even know.
โ Askin, Shinji, Kisuke, Gin, Toshiro
Sleep laughers โ so I know this oneโs strange but lemme explain, sleep laughing does exist and sadly Iโm proof, I used to do it. Like me, theyโd wake up to themselves laughing from their slumber. We donโt even know what the hell the dream was about. Itโs gone from our minds. Just know the dream was funny. Itโs scary when youโre sleeping, and you hear laughing coming from next to you. The fuck? Not tonight satan.
โ Shinji, Gin, Askin
Sleeping on top one another โ the comfortable weight of either of your bodies resting on the other lulls you both to sleep gracefully. They enjoy this way of sleep with you. Arms sprawled out on either sides, legs encaged around theirs and theyโre snoring lightly. The weight of either of you on each otherโs chest seems to be just right. Pulling the sheets around you two, theyโd wrap their arms and drift off to sleep.
โ Starrk, Renji, Hisagi, Jugram, Zaraki, Shunsui, Hisagi
Sleeps straight on their back throughout the entire night and doesnโt move โ are they dead? Are they crazy? Who the hell sleeps like that the entire night? They look so still. Are they moving? Theyโre notโฆbreathing? Why arenโt they turning? You thought you were sleeping next to a dead the first time you woke up and turned to look at them. They were in the same spot and position you left them when you both fell asleep.
โ Aizen, Ulquiorra, Ryuken, Yhwach, Jugram, Starrk, Toshiro
Heavy sleepers โ the house could be burning, the earth could split open and sink the house, the dead could rise, or you could roll them off a cliff and theyโd be fast asleep. Thereโs no hope left for you beside leaving them alone. Theyโll wake up when they want to wake up.
โ Starrk, Renji, Ichigo
Snorers โ youโre doomed from start to end. Have earplugs on standby every night or sleep on the couch. Youโre not gonna get sleep at all. They sound like a lawnmower. You canโt sleep through that. Sometimes you wonder if theyโre mowing grass in their sleep.
โ Shunsui, Zaraki, Grimmjow, Bazz-B
Sleeps in weird positions โ you and I canโt comprehend half of the positions that they contort they bodies to sleep. Is that even comfortable? It doesnโt look so. Why is their head positioned like that? Do they want to break it? Theyโre also known to be able to sleep anywhere as well. Donโt be surprised if you wake up to them sleeping on their heads.
โ Kisuke, Shinji, Grimmjow, Bazz-B
Doesnโt need sleep. Sleep is for the weak โ this one is self-explanatory. Sleep? Whoโs that? Donโt know them. Never heard of them. Donโt introduce me. I donโt need to go any further.
โ Ulquiorra, Yhwach, Aizen
I donโt need sleep, I need answers โ this one is also self-explanatory. Theyโre mostly the overthinkers who create and entire scenario or theory and because of this they canโt sleep, so they spend the whole night awake creating more scenarios and theories to answer their problems.
โ Uryu, Byakuya, Kira, Kisuke, Aizen, Ryuken, Yhwach, Jugram, Ulquiorra, Grimmjow
If I canโt sleep, neither can you or Iโll wake the household โ if they canโt sleep, itโs a you problem, seriously. Youโre going to have to deal with their problem as well and no, they donโt take your negativity towards their problem lightly or as a response. Weโre all in this together.
โ Bazz-B, Shinji, Gin, Grimmjow, Kisuke
I canโt sleep, so Iโll drink to sleep โ this is truly a quick and easy way to dreamland for them, the only problem is that they have to go through that drunk phase firstโwhich clearly isnโt the best phase for them.
โ Shunsui, Hisagi, Gin, Askin, Kira
Imagine bleach men trying to seduce shy reader and they end up flustering her, but they were able to successfully turn her on
A/N: What a prey and predator situation that theyโre gonna eat up ๐คญ
Itโs a game for them, and their favourite. Flirtatious words dripping effortlessly from their lips, laced with innuendo that leaves your breath hitching. Their smirks deepened when they noticed the way your fingers fidgeted, your gaze flickering away in shy desperation. Yet they were patient, brushing fingers along your wrist, tilting your chin just enough to force you to meet their gaze, ensuring you felt every ounce of their attention. By the time they were done, your body betrayed you, warmth pooling low in your belly as their smooth voices and lingering touches lit a fire in you.
โ Shunsui, Gin, Shinji, Aizen, Kisuke, Askin
Theyโd complimented you in ways that felt intimate, and sincere, whispering about how stunning you looked when you blushed, how endearing it was when you grew flustered under their gaze. A stray touch to your hand, a light brush of fingers against your cheekโsubtle gestures that sent shivers down your spine. Their approach was gentle as if allowing you to adjust to their affection. You could feel your heart hammering, the warmth of their lingering touch leaving you craving more.
โ Jushiro, Byakuya, Kira, Starrk, Ryuken, Uryu
They wonโt hesitate to close the distance, arms caging you in as they smirked down at you, eyes flickering with challenge. โYou always get this shy when Iโm this close?โ Their teasing was bold, hands gripping your waist, fingers brushing exposed skin with deliberate intent. Every reaction from you, from the nervous dart of your eyes to the way you pressed your thighs together, only fed their hunger. By the time they were done, you werenโt just flusteredโyou were practically melting against them, your arousal unmistakable.
โ Ichigo, Renji, Grimmjow, Jugram, Kenpachi, Bazz-B
Theyโll watch your reactions, gauging every flicker of emotion in your eyes. A simple, softly spoken questionโโWhy do you look away?โโsent a rush of heat through you. Their touches were light, purposefulโfingers brushing along your wrist, a palm resting against your lower back, pulling you just close enough to feel the warmth radiating from them. You werenโt sure when your body started reacting, when your breathing became shallow, or when the tension between them became suffocating, but by the time they finally whispered your name, you were trembling with anticipation.
โ Ulquiorra, Yhwach, Hisagi, Toshiro (Adult)
here i go being horny on the tl again ๐ซฃ
Question? How would the Quincy men perform oral sex? Would they be rough, gentle, fast, slow, etc?
A/N: I contemplated on writing for Uryu and Jugram again, since I had their response in NSFW headcanons, but I gave another response. More content for you all.
๐๐ก๐ฐ๐๐๐ก โ calm, precise and utterly overpowering. He wouldn't rush. Heโd drag his tongue in slow, deliberate strokes, savouring every tremble and moan, maintaining unwavering eye contact as if reading and controlling every reaction. His beard would only add to the stimulation, brushing over sensitive areas like a constant teasing presence. He wouldnโt just use his tongueโhis fingers would press, stretch, and grip, making sure you had no room to escape his attention.
๐๐ฎ๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฆ โ would be deeply attentive, treating oral as an art of discipline. He wouldn't rush, instead ensuring every flick, suck, and press of his tongue delivered the most precise pleasure possible. His focus would be intense, blue eyes locked onto you as if you were the only thing in existence. His hands would be firm, keeping you steady as he worked his tongue in slow strokes before shifting into something more intenseโsucking, nipping, and humming in a way that sent vibrations deep into your core. Jugram wouldnโt stop until he was satisfied that he had wrung every drop of pleasure from you, leaving you trembling and breathless beneath him.
๐๐ฌ๐ค๐ข๐ง โ would make oral into a gameโslow, teasing, and playful, dragging it out far longer than necessary just to see how much you could take. Heโd start with featherlight flicks, smirking at every twitch and whimper, dragging out anticipation until you were begging for more. His tongue would be dangerously skilled, switching between gentle licks and deep, drawn-out sucks, making sure to pause just when things got unbearable. Heโd hum against you lazily, the vibrations enough to push you closer to the edge, only for him to pull back with a knowing chuckle. But once he got serious? His tongue would be relentless, switching between devastating precision and deep licks until he had you falling apart beneath him. And heโd love every second of it.
๐๐๐ณ๐ณ-๐ โ wild, relentless, and absolutely filthy. He wouldnโt hold back, diving in with deep, messy licks, groaning into you as if he couldn't get enough. His hands would be gripping your thighs and hips as he ate you out like a man starving, tongue moving in quick, heated strokes, pressing, flicking, and swirling with raw passion. He wouldnโt care about pacingโheโd want you crying out, trembling, hands fisting in his hair as he worked you over again and again. Heโd growl against you, the vibrations only heightening the sensation, and he wouldnโt stop until his face was soaked, until you were left breathless, trembling, and utterly spent.
๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ค๐๐ง โ would treat oral like a task to be executed with flawless precision. He wouldnโt bother with teasing, going straight into deep, languid strokes of his tongue that had you falling apart before you even realised what hit you. His pace would be slow but thorough, every movement designed to extract the maximum response with minimal effort. He wouldnโt react to desperate whimpers or moans, keeping his composure even as his tongue worked relentlessly, but he would take in every shudder, every gasp, using that knowledge to craft his art. And the worst part? He wouldnโt even gloat about itโheโd simply wipe his mouth, adjust his glasses, and act as if he hadnโt just ruined you completely
๐๐ซ๐ฒ๐ฎ โ would be surprisingly skilled. Heโd start slow, mapping out every sensitive spot with delicate licks, carefully gauging each reaction before honing in on what made you gasp the loudest. His tongue would be accurate, flicking in controlled motions, his lips sealing around you to suck with just the right amount of pressure. Heโd take pride in making you unravel, watching their body twitch under his careful attention, never letting up until he had you completely at his mercy. He might not seem like the type to enjoy being messy, but once he got lost in the moment, heโd revel in the way you writhed beneath him, taking quiet satisfaction in the fact that he could break you with nothing but his tongue.