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Oh Captain, My Captain	By : CatScratch Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female Views: 2863 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Oh Captain, My Captain
- 1
Captain Kenpachi Zaraki was not in one
of his better moods. He had spent the better half of his morning
listening to Soi Fong bitch at him about how she had yet to receive
the reports she had requested he send her a week ago. Normally he
would have just tuned her out and went on with his day, but the
damned woman simply refused to be ignored.

Now he was forced to take even more
time out of his busy day to deal with whomever it was that had
messed things up. This was normally the kind of thing he'd leave for
Ikkaku to deal with, but seeing as he was sure his new seventh seat
was the culprit he'd have to deal with the matter personally.
Something which irked him even more than the problem itself.

There was a soft knocking. “Captain
Zaraki? I was told you wished to speak with me.” The soft
feminine voice was music to his ears; a welcome change from the loud,
gruff voices of most of his men.

“Come in” he responded,
leaning back in his chair. The door slid open slowly revealing Iva
Sunada, the newest member of the 11^th Division. She was
petite, standing a little over 5' 4” and weighing in at a mere
120 lbs. It was why he had invited her to join his division. She
looked meek and innocent until she whipped out her Zanpukto, at which
point she developed a thirst for battle that could not be quenched.

“Captain Zaraki” she
acknowledged respectfully with a bow before entering.

“Lock the door behind you”
he told her. Her eyes betrayed a flicker as the lock softly clicked.
Zaraki smirked. He might actually enjoy this after all. She moved to
stand in front of his desk, and he suddenly wished his damned eye
patch wasn't obstructing his view of her.

She had just moments before returned
from a week long mission in the real world so she had yet to change
out of the school uniform which was required in order to attend
school with the Kurosaki kid. Her submissive nature had always
managed to give him a hard-on, but this was the stuff of fantasies.
Here she was staring timidly at him in a teeny plaid skirt that left
little to the imagination and a white button down blouse that was
stretched tight across her breasts. He felt an all too familiar
tightening in his pants.

“I don't like wasting my time”
Zaraki started, getting up from his desk. “Nothing pisses me
off more than wasting my time” he continued, moving to stand
behind her. Her body visibly tightened. In one swift movement he had
her on her back on top of his desk, shoulders pinned beneath his
strong arms.

Zaraki leaned over her and smirked. He
wasn't going to take her, just scare her. At the moment she didn't
appear to be very frightened, just a little curious. He parted her
legs with his knee and moved to stand in between them. She let out a
soft moan when his erection brushed up against her thigh. He
struggled not to grunt in satisfaction as she grinded herself against
him.

Damn it.
He was supposed to be reprimanding her not...Aw, Fuck it.
His lips captured hers in a demanding kiss as his hands left her
shoulders to explore the rest of her body. She wasted no time in
wrapping her legs around his waist to bring him closer. She moaned at
the contact, and he took the opportunity to slip his tongue into her
mouth.

His hands moved to
her blouse where they fumbled to undo the many buttons, a task which
turned out to be more difficult than he had anticipated. He pulled
away long enough to rip it off revealing a white cotton bra. He
smirked at his handiwork.

“My sh-”
Zaraki silenced her with his kiss. Her hands tugged at his robe. He
took the hint, and quickly discarded it. A loud rrriiip broke
the silence as her skirt joined the ever growing pile of discarded
clothing.

“Was that
really necessary?” she whined. Not really, but it's more fun
that way. He smirked and ran his tongue along the sensitive skin
of her neck. Her complaining was immediately replaced with sounds of
pleasure. Her hand moved between their bodies to skillfully undo his
pants. She gasped when his erection sprang free.

She wrapped her
small hand around his swollen shaft and gently pumped him. He grunted
in satisfaction. She stroked the tip with her thumb coating it in
pre-cum. He made a guttural sound and pinned her wrists above her
head. He needed to regain control.

He didn't even
bother attempting to unhook her bra before it too joined the array of
torn clothing that now covered the floor of his office. He didn't
give her a chance to protest before taking an erect pink nipple into
his mouth while roughly massaging the other with his calloused hand.
She moaned her encouragement as he bit down on her nipple.

He switched
breasts and in doing so released his hold on her wrists. Her hands
moved to tangle in his spikes causing the bells to tinkle. She
giggled and it made him want her even more. He was so hard it was
starting to get painful, he had to have her now. He pulled back and
took the opportunity to drink in her appearance. Her hair was
disheveled, eyes glazed, swollen lips...She looked as if she could
cum right then and there.

Without wasting
any time, he slid her panties down her deliciously smooth legs. He
pushed her legs apart giving him an unobstructed view of her pussy.
She was so wet she was practically dripping. He placed the tip of his
cock at her opening.

“Oh god.
Captain I...oh” she trailed off, breathing heavily.

“Tell me
what you want” he said roughly, running his hands up and down
her thighs.

“I
want...I...oh my.” She gasped as he slipped a finger inside
her, then another. He wouldn't take her fully until she said what he
wanted to hear.

“Tell me you
want me to fuck you” he ordered, slipping yet another finger
inside her dripping pussy. She was panting heavily now.

“I...I want
you to fuck me” she finally said. He smirked. “Please
fuck me...Captain.” He couldn't hold out anymore. He replaced
his fingers with his cock and thrust himself deep inside her. She
felt even better than he had imagined. She was so tight...and warm,
and the cute little noises she made nearly pushed him over the edge.

She screamed when
she came and the look of pure bliss on her face was what finally
pushed him to climax. They were both breathing heavily when he
finally pulled out of her.

“After we
get cleaned up, take those papers over to the second division, so Soi
Fong can dislodge that stick from her ass” Zaraki told her. She
looked confused.

“What
papers?” she asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

“The ones
she was supposed get last week.”

“Oh. You
mean the reports you told Ikkaku to bring over on his way to the 1^st
Division.” Damn it.

Whew...I finally
completed my first ever lemon. Thanks for reading, and as always
constructive criticism is greatly appreciated.
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