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Wedding Blues and Clues	By : Polymer Category: Bleach > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 4422 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own and I didn't create Bleach. Tite Kubo created Bleach, and it is owned and licensed by Shonen Jump. I make no money for the writing of this fanfiction story.

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Inside a hotel room, three people were wrapped up in each other, sweating and moving in preparation for round two. Orihime gasped at the sensation of Renji sliding into her from the front. Just behind her Uryuu massaged her breasts and whispered, “Inoue?”

“Please… Uryuu…”

Slipping fingers into her rear he greased her up with the silicone lube then slid in. Orihime’s mouth curled into a wide O and she shivered. Uryuu’s knees worked between her legs and he sighed in pleasure. Renji muttered, “Ya ok, Hime?”

“Oh yes,” she whispered. Uryuu only moved partly in. Then he bent over to kiss Renji as they both began to move. Orihime let out a loud cry that spurred both of them on. Thrusts and groans merged into dual bliss. Renji then let out a loud groan and thrust deep inside Orihime. She felt the scathing sting of warmth pouring into her.

“Isn’t fair to keep doin’ it this way,” Renji muttered.

“Unless one of us bottoms…” Uryuu muttered.

“I’d let ya have a turn at me,” whispered Renji with a smirk.

“Not before you try me,” muttered Uryuu. “It’s my turn to accommodate you…”

“Ya just want to bury it in her,” Renji joked.

“Both of us want to give,” Orihime said softly.

A king sized bed accommodated them all nicely, Uryuu thought. Renji was the one who moved around behind Uryuu. He used a wet washcloth to mop himself and Uryuu off while the Quincy helped clean Orihime. She shivered a bit, pinching her legs together.

Renji and Uryuu leapt up and helped her stumble to the bathroom. She was quick as she relieved herself and then sat on the tub when Renji muttered apologetically. Both she and Uryuu stared at Renji’s tattooed back licking their lips. “Are you sure this is ok?” whispered Uryuu.

“Yes,” she said. “Are you sure?”

“Certainly,” murmured Uryuu, wanting to bring comfort to their friend.

Once they’d quickly cleaned off from the first round they helped Orihime back to the bed and lie down so Uryuu was nestled between the tattooed shinigami and the orange haired healer. Softly the healer kissed him and he massaged her breasts. Renji kissed his way down Uryuu’s back and then slipped his fingers into the Quincy’s opening. Uryuu hissed and groaned.

“Don’t worry. I can heal you,” Orihime whispered.

“Ahhh…” Uryuu gasped.

“You get to do me round three,” Renji said to him.

The combination of kissing on Uryuu’s pale neck and Orihime’s soft open mouthed kisses caused Uryuu to whimper in pleasure. Especially with Orihime rubbing his erection and Renji fingering his ass with an ever increasing number of fingers. Uryuu squeezed and kneaded the healer's breasts so she cooed and whimpered.

“Ready to come in, Uryuu?” Orihime murmured, as Uryuu pressed his length between her legs.

“Orihime, Renji,” gasped Uryuu, eyes hazed with lust. He hissed at Renji’s four fingers stretching his tight muscles. Nipping his ear the redhead licked the lobe and sucked on it. He nipped Uryuu’s shoulder, positioning himself.

“Get ready,” chuckled Renji as he put his tip at Uryuu’s smooth white backside, and pushed in.

“Damn it… that hurts,” Uryuu hissed.

“Sorry,” Renji muttered.

“Don’t stop,” Uryuu muttered as Renji pulled out and greased himself with lube. He thrust in carefully only halfway.

“That better?” he asked.

“Your backside sore?” Orihime asked in worry.

“It’s all right. You can go all the way in,” Uryuu muttered.

“Uh uh. Don’t want to hurt ya,’ Renji murmured, squeezing Uryuu’s length and massaging below it.

“You implying your size is superior to mine?” muttered Uryuu petulantly. Orihime wriggled a bit and Uryuu felt excitement leaking from his tip. Renji pushed him forwards as Orihime threw her leg over Uryuu’s hip.

“Ohhh Uryuu!” cooed Orihime excitedly as he slipped inside her to the hilt. Reaching between his legs Renji massaged Uryuu’s scrotum so he whimpered at the same time pushing in and out.

The healer kissed her boyfriend, and then broke the kiss to lean over and kiss Renji deeply. The trio thrust and pushed in and out of each other, finding a mutual pace. Uryuu moaned and gasped as he felt himself spread and in turn slammed into Orihime. His fingers already pinched and teased her breasts. Kneading them like bread dough while Renji pinched Uryuu’s own nubs. The combination of Renji’s hands massaging his balls and Orihime’s clenching made Uryuu cry out both their names and come spurting into Orihime. He held her hips tightly to his while Renji pounded into him. Then gasped at the hot surge of shinigami excitement nearly scalding his interior.

“Whoo…” Renji whispered. “Damn that was so good.”

“Words fail me at this point,” Uryuu murmured, heart pounding as Orihime panted.

“So good,” Orihime purred, wriggling a bit.

“That’s good right? You speechless,” chuckled Renji, spent but able to slip himself fully inside Uryuu.

“Ahh… I need to rest… I’m going to…” Uryuu whimpered as he felt himself starting to harden again. Renji rocked his softening member inside while Orihime squeezed him. Letting out a gasp and sigh of bliss Uryuu pounded into her.

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He used the facilities first, and then helped her to them. While she relieved her needs he started to run a bath. Still she crossed her arms over her chest shy, but he wore a towel around his hips. Around her shoulders he draped a robe, with a chuckle.

“Even now you feel uncomfortable showing me your nude form?” he quipped.

“It’s cold in here,” she muttered.

“This should soon warm us,’ he said. “Though I do wish you would feel less shy in my presence for you have nothing to be insecure about.”

“Neither do you, but I don’t know why I am,” she muttered.

“This feels good,” Tatsuki murmured later as Ryuuken lowered her into the bathtub.

“Indeed. Lukewarm water is best when one gets overheated,” he answered, sliding in behind her.

At first she leaned into his back but then widened her eyes as he lifted her up and pulled her down onto his hardness. She let out a groan, feeling him kneading her breasts from behind. Ryuuken leaned into the seat of the expansive tub, pulling Tatsuki’s legs slightly apart and back so he could rest his head on the bath pillow and her head on his chest.

“You sneaky grouch,” she whispered.

“You are not sated nor am I, so stop complaining,” Ryuuken scolded, shifting his hips just the slightest bit.

“For a moment I thought you were going to do it up my butt,” she snorted.

“Even though anal intercourse is supposed to be pleasurable, I prefer not to damage your rectum,” Ryuuken muttered.

“My backside thanks you,” she muttered, wincing at his clinical terms. “And you can say ass.”

“Are you sore?” he asked.

“Not yet,” Tatsuki answered, sighing in pleasure at the slow teasing of his fondling her chest at the same time moving in and out of her. At this point Ryuuken planned on taking his time with her now they were alone in a comfortable room. No doubt Isshin would be upset, but since Orihime’s feelings were of greater concern Tatsuki figured Ichigo would get over it.

He had those damn shinigami after all. She wished him the best, but old resentments died hard. Ryuuken’s low groan preceded a new crop of excitement spurting deep, entering her body and making her shiver at its potency. His hands rubbed over her belly comfortably as he relaxed, still softening but inside her.

Both of them took small sips of champagne and relaxed in the bath. Tatsuki deliciously impaled and spread by the Quincy doctor who felt satiated. Only this tomboy with full bring powers could come close to defrosting his icy demeanor. She murmured, “I just realized that last birth control shot… is it 100 percent effective?”

“Not always,” Ryuuken murmured. “But even so, I would take responsibility if you became pregnant.”

They’d used condoms most of the time but lately he seemed intent on forgoing them, and she didn’t mind in the slightest. Birth control shots were expensive but he had set her up with them. Maybe it was a matter of pride in some way but reproduction was almost expected and she didn’t balk at the thought of children. At least her parents would get off her case, though her mind buzzed with slight embarrassment.

“Ryuuken aren’t you done yet?” she asked, astonished at his staying power. For a man of his age to have such a sex drive floored her, not that she was complaining.

“Hardly,” Ryuuken answered, reaching around to rub her at the junction of their bodies. “Thanks to your shameless cries of my name I am insatiable…”

“Horny bastard,” she whispered. Expertly he twisted both nipples, wringing a series of moans from her.

“Do that again, please,’ he sternly commanded, lips tickling her ear. Tatsuki squeezed down on him from inside earning a loud lusty groan from him.

“Ah, Ryuuken,” she almost howled aware that he must be using his absorbed reishi to fuel his desire and the sustained hardness. Amazing what such tight control could do. And she benefitted from it from a third orgasm firing through her. The sight of him pounding into her through the reflection of the bathroom vanity mirror drove him to release deep inside her with a panted grunt.
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