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I Need You	By : orchidlover Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female Views: 6657 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Bleach is not mine. These are Tite Kubo’s characters and I’m just borrowing them purely for fun and entertainment purposes and I’m not making any money off this!

Chapter List
- 1-I Need You
- 1
Pairing: Kyouraku Shunsui / Ise Nanao

Summary: Shunsui is in a sad mood and seeks out Nanao. OneShot, M/F

Disclaimer: Bleach is not mine. These are Tite Kubo’s characters and I’m just borrowing them purely for fun and entertainment purposes and I’m not making any money off this!

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“I need you”

Nanao climbed the stairs to the sleeping quarters slowly and quietly, tired from a long day of paperwork, scheduling and training.

Her mind was already on hot showers and smooth cotton sheets, and therefore nearly didn’t see the figure standing right outside her door. Being a fukutaicho gave her the privilege to nicely furnished quarters. It wasn’t an apartment per se. But it was a big room that housed a bed, a couch in a corner and a little kitchenette. And a closed-off bathing area, which screamed her name at the moment. She didn’t need anything else. She got nearly all her meals from the Division’s cafeteria anyway and she stayed in her office nearly all day, so why would she need more space?

So when she noticed the reiatsu near her, she glanced up cursory and was instantly on alert. A big towering figure stood at the railing right opposite her door. The figure looked at her and Nanao instantly knew who it was, the flash of pink, from the near hallway light giving her confirmation.

She strode over to him in even strides and stood before his towering height. Her head raised, she met his eyes evenly.

Without saying anything, her taicho, Kyouraku Shunsui, looked down at her and Nanao swore to herself she wouldn’t blush. He looked at her so intensely that she felt the look penetrate her body, gliding through her, making goose bumps break out all over her skin.

Nanao knew she had to break the spell,

“Taicho?”

Shunsui blinked, as if he too had been lost in the moment. Slowly a sad smile came onto his face and Nanao frowned, it just didn’t feel right to see her taicho with a sad smile. He smiled freely and often, and while it wasn’t always a smile that reached his eyes, they were never outright sad like this.

“Ah, Nanao-chan.” And with an exhausted sigh he came over to her and put his arms around her before Nanao could even start to protest.

“Sir!” Nanao tried to dislodge him but he wouldn’t let go, letting his head sink onto her shoulder heavily.

Usually, Nanao would now whack him either with her fan, a book, or anything else that was on hand but something made her stop, somehow the atmosphere was decidedly different tonight. His mood wasn’t playful and flirting, it was sad and heavy.

“Taicho?” Nanao asked carefully now.

For a long moment Nanao didn’t think he’d speak but then he sighed into her neck, her skin feeling hot where his breath came into contact with it.

Shunsui sighed heavily and started, “Ukitake is in the Fourth Division…”

“Taicho.” Her voice was infused with sympathy now. So this explained everything.

“How is he?” Her voice was low and comforting, as much as she could manage in a professional way, and her arms would not curl around him. She refused them the urge. The fact that he was practically hanging onto her and she hadn’t yet put him in his place for it said a thousand words, though.

“Not good.” Nanao’s breath caught at that. The usual answer was ‘not too bad now’ or ‘getting better under the gentle ministrations of Retsu-chan’ (with a wiggle of his eye brows) or ‘gonna be good soon’ but never, ever was it ‘not good’.

It told her that Ukitake-taicho was very very sick.

Trying not to make it sound accusing, why he wasn’t with his best friend, Nanao asked, as gently as she could “What are you doing here, then?”

Her taicho lifted his head and looked down at her, their bodies still nearer than she would wish.

“I- I couldn’t stay.” And his eyes looked away.

Nanao stared. She could actually see vulnerability in his averted eyes. And her eyes started to burn. God, she would not cry for him. She had lost. Every Shinigami did at some point but should he lose his best friend of uncountable centuries, Nanao didn’t know what to do or say to make it bearable, she wasn’t the best in emotional situations to begin with. She just couldn’t handle them well, actually not at all, to be truthful.

Not really knowing what to do, she asked him something she would never, ever ask her taicho under any circumstances, “Would you like to come in? I can make you some tea. I don’t have any sake, though.”

With a sad flourish he brought a clay bottle out from nowhere, “Don’t worry, I’ve always got some with me.”

Nanao’s eyes narrowed but she opened her door anyways and preceded him into her quarters. She didn’t switch on her overhead light, she seldom did, since it was quite harsh and only switched on the soft tall lights on the floor surrounding her comfy sofa switched on the lights from the little kitchen against the wall. She opened a cupboard to get dishes and tea leaves for some tea.

When she was waiting for the water to boil she looked back over her shoulder and saw her taicho standing in the middle of her room, looking around inquisitively. Oh, he had never been in here before, Nanao just remembered.

Nanao chided herself for having a soft moment and inviting him inside, when she saw him staring at the bed to one side of the room. Her rooms were always tidy so she didn’t have to worry about that but it made her uncomfortable to see her taicho look at her bed as if he was picturing her in it.

“Please, sit down.” And she gestured at the sofa.

Shunsui looked at her and then went to the sofa, letting himself fall gracefully onto it, closing his eyes for a moment and getting comfortable.

Nanao used the time he had his eyes closed to look at him. He looked as he always did minus his beloved straw-hat.

When the water had boiled she put it into a pot, took two mugs and brought it all over to the little table in front of the couch and deposited a steaming mug in front of him, walking around to get to her comfy armchair. It was so old she couldn’t remember when she had bought it but it was big and soft and it swallowed her whole, it always felt as if someone was hugging her.

He was unusually quiet, sitting there, sipping his tea, not even looking at the sake bottle sitting on the table.

Nanao just wanted to shower and go to bed and not have this awkward moment of silence.

“I don’t want to keep you awake.” Shunsui said and Nanao’s head swivelled back to him, seeing his eyes lying upon her.

“I-it’s alright.” Why couldn’t she say that she wanted him to leave? She never had problems telling him to get out, but this was different. He was sad and might be losing one of his best friends this very night and somehow she didn’t want him alone or in bed with some slutty fan girl. And he would seek solace in someone’s bed if he was left to his own devices. It was his way of coping. Either drinking or fucking.

But Nanao still felt the sweat from her training session on her skin and she wanted to be clean. So she made a decision.

“I’m just going to go for a quick shower, but do stay here, taicho.” Nanao rose from her chair and looked at her taicho to see what he was about to say but his intense stare was seeing too much, as if he was looking at the deepest recesses of her soul.

Nanao averted her eyes and made her way to the bathroom, not looking back. Once the door was closed she leaned back against it. What was she doing? Shunsui was right next door, melancholy and sad and she had absolutely no idea what to do. With a shudder she opened her obi and went on to disrobe, letting the upper part of her uniform flutter to the floor. Slowly she removed her bindings from around her chest and once removed she took a sigh in relief. It always felt so good once the restricting bindings were gone.

Soon enough the lower part of her uniform also fluttered to the floor, leaving her naked. Her hair clip and glasses she put onto the little shelf next to the wash basin. She let her fingers glide through her shoulder blade long hair, letting it flow free for once.

She made to go to the shower but a sudden hand around her middle stopped her dead in her tracks. Nanao tried to jump but the hand around her middle held her tightly.

“Nanao, Nanao, I need you.” Shunsui spoke the words full of desperation, leaning into her naked body from behind.

Nanao’s breathing came in harsh gasps, her breathing restricted by the hand around her middle. She couldn’t really grasp what was going on. She was naked and her taicho had her in his arm, her naked flesh was against him and he was leaning more and more into her, pressing her against the wall next to her shower. She should be protesting. She should get free and slap him. Punch him and give him a dressing down from his nightmares.

But when his whole body made full contact with hers, the only thing she could think of was his body, his big muscled body that enveloped her so much smaller one. His pleas rang in her ears, making them burn. He was desperate, Nanao thought, but then again, so was she. She couldn’t even remember when she had had her last satisfying sex. He was hurting and he needed a distraction, Nanao knew all that, she also knew that he had come to her. Not to some trashy slut he could pick up from a bar in a heartbeat but her, Nanao, the ice queen. But now that he was so near her, there was absolutely nothing resembling ice in the vicinity.

“Nanao, tell me no now and I’ll be gone.” Was his last effort to let her go, but she discovered that she really had no urge to move from her current position and the shameful truth was that she only wished he had no clothes on either.

She had trouble taking in breaths. Her body screamed to be satisfied, overruling her mind that shouted warnings against broken hearts and ugly entanglements with superiors.

His naked hand was lying against her flesh innocently on her hip bone, pressing her ass back into him, which made her feel his hard cock against her back. He was so deliciously tall. The hand was hot against her flesh, burning a path straight into her body and Nanao knew her answer, knew it with every fibre of her lusting body.

He must have felt the decision in her body because the next thing he did was turn her around and claim her mouth in a hot wet kiss, his tongue swiftly surging into her mouth and pressing against hers. Their lips danced with each other, nibbling, biting, and licking.

Nanao could feel his stubble tickling her skin, making her hotter at the different tactile sensations she was experiencing.

Nanao was naked against him, so she was at a disadvantage which Shunsui used instantly against her, letting both his hands wander up to cup her breasts, pressing into them and playing with her nipples roughly and simultaneously.

Nanao groaned into his mouth huskily, her legs beginning to quiver just a bit and with a jerk Shunsui left her breasts to grab onto her ass and pulled her upwards against his groin, never breaking the connection to her mouth. He fitted her against his cock, so she rode he ridges of his uniform, her juices spilling onto it quickly, making the rough fabric smooth with her wetness. Her clit was riding him, loving the abrasion. But she wanted so much more.

With desperate hands, Nanao got her hands out of his soft curly hair and pulled his uniform apart, or more like ripped it apart since she could hear the sound of fabric tearing.

She let her nails glide hotly down his furred chest to his magnificent abs and his breath caught, too. Nanao smiled against his lips but as soon as Shunsui had one hand back on a breast, she stopped smiling. His rough massages felt electrifying. Her breasts weren’t big or at least not as big as others but he knew exactly what to do with them, how to touch them. The other hand was in her hair and he used that to direct her head masterfully against him so that her lips were pressed more insistently against his. Tongues and lips were mashed against each other in a wet glide.

Nanao didn’t know how long she could take the tension running through her body. It was hot but she wanted more. Now that she was actually committed to doing this, she wanted it all. The upper part of his uniform was swiftly completely disposed of but the lower part took longer since she was pressed firmly against him and she didn’t want to lose the connection.

With a swift jerk, though, she pulled them over his hips, letting them slide down his legs and he stepped out of them with a quick movement.

He was absolutely glorious. He looked like a god, all bronzed skin, probably due to all his sunbathing and he was so deliciously ripped. For all that he was a lazy bastard he did keep in good shape.

His cock stood proud and heavy, pointing insistently at her and a small shudder of anxiety washed over her. His cock was enormous, thicker than her wrist and longer than she thought possible.

But before she could work herself up into more anxiety, Shunsui took hold of the upper part of her thighs and lifted her against the wall, spreading and holding her open while stepping between her legs.

Without further ado, he settled his big cock against the valley of her cunt and pressed into her ruthlessly. Nanao thought she was being ripped in two. Although she was wet, she was not nearly wet and loose enough to take something like him, knowing that her last sexual encounter had been years ago and she had never before had a lover his size. Never before had she had something this big between her legs.

Shunsui surged forward insistently, until he came to the end of her.

“Take all of me.” He commanded breathlessly, pressing deeper into her.

Shockwaves coursed through Nanao at that. Her body felt too full. There was no more space. Her cunt was stretched too tightly around him, burning something fierce with every movement.

Shunsui moved one hand to where they were joined, rubbing her clit masterfully until he ripped a surprising and explosive orgasm from her that only managed to make her burn even more. The shuddering in her cunt made Shunsui groan and he nearly forgot to press into her deeper now that she had no control over her body, but he did and he pushed into her that last bit with a pop which had Nanao in a shivering orgasm once again. He looked down at where they were joined finding pleasure in the sight of Nanao’s pussy lips clasping his cock desperately and taking all of him, even the thickest part of his root, which stretched her pussy lips so deliciously.

Nanao couldn’t move, her body wasn’t her own anymore. It hurt but at the same time electrifying pulses of hot pleasure swept through her body. It was too much. Too much sensation. Too much pleasure. Too much pain. Shunsui moved in waves against her body always managing to stimulate her clit. She felt the wet slap of his hard balls against her and was gone in the sensations his movements evoked. Her breasts bounced with his harsh movements of his fucking and he bent over her a few times to take the tips into his mouth and suck on them.

Her body was a boneless mass of tension in his masterful arms, taking everything he dished out, feeling too full but not caring since it evoked such amazing sensations that shivered all along her body. Until she heard Shunsui shout out into her neck hoarsely, his fat cock jerking inside her wildly and spewing his cum high up her womb, making Nanao shudder in an explosive climax.

They came down only slowly.

Nanao was only slowly able to open her eyes and stared directly into her own eyes in the mirror on the opposite wall. Her face was flushed and her eyes glazed, she looked deeply satisfied and… well fucked.

Shunsui was breathing deeply - she could see his muscled back rising and falling in the mirror.

Nanao was numb. She couldn’t believe what she had just done. She had had sex with her taicho. Her taicho who was still hard inside her. Nanao shuddered when she felt Shunsui pulling out slowly, excruciatingly. She was so sore now.

“Nanao.” Shunsui’s voice got through the haze and she was suddenly looking up into his haunted looking face.

“I’m so sorry, Nanao.” With a pop, he dislodged his cock from the tight ring of her cunt and Nanao shivered when she felt his seed dribble from her.

Shunsui lowered his head and put her back on her feet but when he tried to step away from her, she grabbed his arm quickly, keeping a tight hold on him and to keep her legs from collapsing.

“Why are you apologizing?” Nanao asked, not meeting his eyes.

Shunsui looked at her strangely, contemplating her flushed face and dishevelled hair, then he took a step towards her and leaned down so that his lips nearly touched hers.

“I shouldn’t be apologizing?” Shunsui asked lowly, his lips barely grazing hers.

Nanao didn’t know why she was doing this. Didn’t know anything at that moment except his nearness, the muscled chest that pressed deliciously against her nipples, or his cock that was nudging against her pussy lips or his hands that slid into her hair, or his lips that slid demandingly across hers, instantly diving deep with his tongue and she looked into his eyes and let them speak for her.

She wanted this. Had wanted this for forever it seemed and now was her chance. Consequences be damned. Fucking him had felt more amazing than anything ever had before. His cock inside her had given her such pleasure she could have never imagined possible. Whatever she had thought this would feel like, and she admitted to herself she had imagined it, this was so much better. Being held by his muscled frame was somehow so intimate. Knowing what he could do to her, even more so now.

Ooo~ooO

Shunsui could not comprehend what was happening. He was here in Nanao’s rooms, in Nanao.

He hadn’t come to have sex. Or at least that’s what he kept telling himself. He had come because he didn’t know where else to go. Suffering anybody else’s company had sounded exhausting and unbearable. But he didn’t want to be alone either. His thoughts would eat him alive then. His little fukutaicho sprang into his mind then and without thinking twice had turned around in the direction of her quarters, just to find her absent. He called himself a fool but before he could get himself to move she arrived and lo and behold, had let him into her rooms.

He had never been in them before but they were thoroughly hers. Very tidy and orderly and tastefully decorated. It was just so her.

She had made him tea and he began to feel at ease until she left the room. Thoughts bombarded him and without thinking at all had followed her.

And so here he was in Nanao’s bathroom, holding Nanao against her wall, sliding in and out of her forcefully. This was a dream come true. Her tight sheath was clasping him wetly and his cock felt strangely at home inside her – leaving regretfully and coming back with force.

When they had both climaxed, a semblance of intelligence had returned to him and he became conscious of exactly what he had done. He had fucked his Nanao-chan. Not made love, but fucked, against a bathroom wall and she looked thoroughly ravished. Her eyes glittered in a sensual way and her swollen lips looked absolutely delectable. Her open hair was out of order due to his hands running through it and pulling on it throughout their tryst.

She wouldn’t meet his eyes, though, and regret started to set in. What had he done? Had he destroyed a decades old friendship just so his thoughts wouldn’t bother him?

He apologized but then the most unbelievable thing happened. Nanao looked at him with lust and something else in her eyes. A something else he knew all too well. His cock had jerked at the look and he stepped back towards her, holding her head in between his palms to examine the look she was giving him and kissed her.

Her arms wound around his shoulders, letting her hot fingers glide across his shoulder blades erotically until goose bumps broke out across his body.

Nanao’s tongue tried to fight with him but he would have none of it and took over, pressing her back against the wall to clasp her tight ass in his hands and lifted her onto his straining cock once again. She mewled when he entered her swiftly again, letting her head fall back so her neck was arched and her throat bared. He took the offering and licked a hot trail down her luscious neck to bite her collarbone gently, making her yelp and her insides squeeze him that much harder. He looked at her bouncing breasts hypnotically, diving in and biting and licking at the hard rosy nipples while her wet and swollen cunt hugged his cock deliciously.

When Nanao came she came with his name on her tongue making him explode instantly, like he had never before come. His balls were aching by the time the last jerks had left his cock, he had given her so much of it.

His heavy head leaned forward into the crux of her neck, smelling himself and her all around. He liked the smell.

Nanao’s breathing was evening out and it was only then that he noticed she was still clasping his shoulders tightly to herself. His arms that were still around her ass and legs to support and direct her came up around her waist and he hugged her to himself too, which tightened Nanao’s hold on him.

It seemed like hours passed in which neither moved nor spoke.

Nanao’s head rested on his shoulder and then she kissed it and spoke softly, “I never thought it could be like that.”

Shunsui smiled and chuckled which made things all around their bodies quake and tighten making them both groan.

“Ah, lovely Nanao. I always knew, if I ever got the chance to be inside you it would be nothing but amazing.” And he breathed in her alluring scent once more. Ah, she smelled so
right. She smelled like him.

Tenderly he separated their bodies.

“So, would you like a shower?” Nanao asked, looking over at her shower and let a small smile slip passed her lips which he reciprocated.

Her shower stall probably wasn’t made for two people especially if one of those people was as big as Kyouraku Shunsui. It, however, made for an interesting experience since their flesh continually touched. There was no second where skin didn’t touch skin. Nanao was still so attuned to him that she continued to stay sensitized.

When Shunsui started to squirt shampoo onto his hands, Nanao knew she was in trouble especially when a certain devilish glint entered his eyes. With a near shriek Nanao’s head fell backward and she moaned in sensational overload at the feelings he could evoke from her body in such a short amount of time, even after the explosive orgasms he had just given her.

Shunsui let his hands glide over her torso, in between her breasts then cupping the full globes in both his hands and massaging the soap into the tender mounds. Nanao was panting at that and couldn’t think straight. Her arms hung uselessly by her sides and her head was thrown back in bliss against the shower wall, moaning and groaning all the time. When his hands moved further downward with a hot slide and zeroed in on her groin, she shrieked and tried to jump away.

“Shh, I know you’re sensitive.” And true to his words he was unbelievably gentle washing her but it still aroused her and opening her eyes and looking at him she could clearly see his eyes blaze with passion. His massive hard-on kind of gave it away too.

“I can’t believe you’re hard again.” Nanao panted, her hands going to his wet chest and gliding down to slide her little hand around his shaft, with no chance of her fingers meeting.

Shunsui groaned and bucked into her hand.

“Are you up for another round, beautiful?” Nanao couldn’t think straight, couldn’t think why she wouldn’t be up for one, since she felt his hands still massaging her overly soaked vagina.

Nanao just moaned, “Come to me.” And with sure movements, Shunsui turned her so she was facing away from him and he put her forearms onto the shower wall. With a hot glide down her back he rested his hands on her hips and tilted them up just so.

He stepped in behind her and with a sure stroke tried to enter her just to have Nanao jump forward when she felt his head breaching her pussy. She probably was still too tender for this. But she didn’t move out of her position. Brave, lusty, girl.

“Hey, beautiful, sh.” With a firm hand he held her mound and pressed her back against himself and with the other he steadied her hips, bringing his hard cock back to her wet entrance. Slowly he let it glide against her and when she tried to jerk away again he had her tightly in his grip, pressing her back onto his cock, making her whimper.

Nanao panted when Shunsui started filling her again, every single inch of her channel was so highly sensitized she could feel every ridge, every pulse and every jerk of his and he entered her slowly and leisurely, nothing like the two previous matings. When his groin touched her ass and he was settled in past tight burning muscles, Nanao leaned back into him, to feel his hand on her mound spread and softly funnel through her pussy hair to get to her clit. She was dreading the contact since she knew that her clit was engorged and hard and she would go off with just a whisper much less a masterful touch like his.

True to her thoughts, as soon as he touched her clit she went wild, slamming herself back into his cock, her breasts bobbling on her chest and her head arched back onto his chest, god the man was tall.

But he didn’t stop, he continued his sure strokes of her clit and had her bucking into him with every second. She screamed in overload, this was too much, too soon. Shunsui started fucking into her faster and faster, making his hard balls slap wetly against her. When he was pounding into her something in Nanao ripped loose and with a scream she bore down on him and came so hard like never before and darkness engulfed her.

Shunsui chuckled at the unconscious woman in his arms. He had always known she would be such a reckless goddess underneath her prim exterior and once again he was right. You just had to know the right buttons and the fact that his Nanao enjoyed a good hard fucking certainly helped matters.

Gently he washed her body and then his own while holding Nanao in his arms and then carried her out into her bed, ah, she was so little and light like a feather. It was easy forgetting that his little fukutaicho was just that, little. But having her in his arms made it all very obvious.

He settled her on her bed and crawled in next to her, not moving from her side. A pang reminded him of Ukitake and with a short and fierce prayer he hoped to see his friend bounce back from death’s doorstep once again. He didn’t know what he would do without Ukitake.

With memories of their wilder days he fell asleep, pulling Nanao right up to him and breathing in her delicious smell, he fell asleep cradling her body next to his.

Ooo~ooO

Nanao woke sluggishly and slowly to the feel of something gliding over her pussy…and into it. With a shriek she woke completely just to see, oh my god, Shunsui between her naked thighs, tongue poised right above her clit, his fingers spreading her lips wide open and his sharp eyes on her. With a rush everything came back to her, him coming into her apartment yesterday, and them having sex- hot absolute orgasmic sex- Nanao reminded herself.

“And a good morning to you too, Nanao,” was his rumbled, deep, husky reply to her shriek.

And with that his eyes left hers just to go back to where his fingers still had her spread wide open for his perusal and then his head lowered. Nanao didn’t know what to do, should he stop him? It was day now, light, and it made her uncomfortable having him look at her so…intimately but with a rough swipe of his tongue all thought left her for quite some time, her last thought, oh, he is a god.

Shunsui was enjoying himself immensely, having his head between her soft thighs and his tongue buried in her cunt, her deliciously sweet and musky juices dribbling against his face.
He knew how to use his stubble perfectly and after a rough slide with his tongue let it scrape her clit which made her come, hard. Oh yes, his little Nanao-chan loved the edge.
But he wasn’t yet satisfied and started his tongue play once again. He would not let her think, or she would run, he knew that. He had come to the conclusion that he didn’t want a one-night stand, he was going to keep her, she was too hot and he felt too much for her just for one night. So he made her come and come and yes, come.

Nanao couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think couldn’t do anything but scream and orgasm due to his talented tongue until she just sobbed when his tongue touched her again.

He had spread her legs wide so his big shoulders fit between them which she was clasping tightly with her legs and his fingers were spreading her pink flesh apart.

She was left a sobbing mess, having come so many times, she had lost count, which said a lot for her calculating genius.

With a soft kiss on one of her thighs, Shunsui closed her legs softly and moved up to her to kiss her temple lingeringly.

“Sleep some more, Nanao-chan, when you wake up we’ll talk.”

Ooo~ooO

Nanao didn’t know how it had come to this, didn’t know how he had manoeuvred her into this but she somehow was in a relationship with her superior. She had demanded complete secrecy and he had abided, on that one point. Everything else had gone according to his plans. Which was why a week after their first sex, she was sneaking into his rooms, with a haori on and nothing else. Good for her she could sense pretty much anyone in her division or she would have run into two Shinigami on her way over.

He had not allowed her to wear anything underneath or above the haori which tickled her but at the time when he had told her, she was too preoccupied with climaxing and trying to keep quiet to really mind since they had been in the office.

He was calling the shots. And Nanao let him because it was the most alive she had ever felt in her life. The secrecy, the sex, it all made for an interesting life she had discovered. And she felt good. She had thought she would feel dirty or guilty or something but she just felt good.

It was nice having someone to go to after work. And it was nice waking up next to a warm body. Nanao snorted in her mind. She had discovered that Shunsui actually wasn’t someone who slept in a lot in the mornings, he was up even before her and usually he woke unbelievably horny. There hadn’t been once in the last week when he hadn’t grabbed to lift her leg over him and slide into her or he slid over in between her thighs for a morning fuck. It was titillating being at his disposal whenever he got hard, which was a lot, and satisfying since he always left her quaking with the most delicious orgasms. She knew she should worry about her heart, worry that he would leave her heartbroken or something but she had made up her mind to go into this with open eyes and if he left her with a broken heart she knew she would be the wiser, but for now she just wanted to feel.

When she arrived at his quarters the door slid open without her having to knock, he had felt her reiatsu coming. He leaned against his door, his chest bare and a sake cup in his hand and looked down at her with a gentle grin.

“Good evening beautiful.” and he tugged her into his quarters with the sash of her haori and slid the door closed behind her, drinking his sake cup before disposing of it on a sideboard to have both hands free and tug her against his body for a nice wet and deep kiss. It was short but hungry.

Then Shunsui let his hands glide into her haori, opening it to ascertain her nudity and then he let his hands glide low, lower, to her pussy which was freshly waxed and smooth. He had asked her to shave or wax since it would be so much more pleasurable for both of them and remembering the night before after she had had it done, she certainly had to give him right. She had seen stars and every littlest breeze nearly had her coming.

Now, he loved just sliding his fingers along her smoothness, into all crevices. Nanao’s breath hitched.

“Evening.” Was the only thing she brought out.

Shunsui smiled and let his other hand wander to her ass, getting a hold of the beautiful globes and squeezed them tightly.

Shunsui leaned down and swooped her into his arms, making Nanao sigh and Shunsui chuckle and then proceeded to carry her into his bedroom.

Life was good.

The End.

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