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Discovery	By : orchidlover Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female Views: 6669 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Obviously I don't own Bleach, Tite Kubo does, because if it was mine, it'd be X-rated ;P and of course I don't make any money from writing this!

Chapter List
- 1-Discovery
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Disclaimer: Obviously I don’t own Bleach because if I did, it would be X-rated.
A/N: There is a bit more fun and plot in this fic than my other ones :P I included Ukitake (in a non-smutty way) mainly because I nearly had him die in “I Need You”, so I guess this could be considered a somewhat sequel to that. But you absolutely DO NOT have to read that first. It’s a complete stand-alone. And now, have fun!
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“Discovery”
“Shunsui, why aren’t you answering the doo --- oh!” Ukitake broke off mid word, seeing his best friend naked on the couch with an equally naked woman in front of him. The woman had silky dark shoulder-long hair which was currently spread across Shunsui’s shoulder due to her thrown back head, her eyes were closed in bliss. What the hell was he doing, looking at all that?
“Ukitake, - what the-!” With a sudden move, Shunsui threw an arm across the woman’s breasts before the woman gasped and tried to bolt from him in surprise but Shunsui held her stead-fast to his body. Staying connected.
Shunsui was breathing hard and his body was sweaty.
“Oh, ehm, well, I’m sorry Shunsui,” Ukitake started with an arm now hastily thrown across his face, “you were late for tea.” He ended lamely.
The woman in Shunsui’s arm, equally breathing harshly, leaned heavily back against Shunsui’s front, trying to hide her body with his big torso, her eyes closed tightly as if trying to wish herself from the place.
“Ah, I – I better leave you and your lady friend.” Ukitake turned around and headed in the general direction of the door, his arm still over his eyes, despite now looking in the other direction.
“Ukitake –“
“No, no I’m going, Shun- OW.” And with that Ukitake walked into the wall right next to the door.
“I wanted to warn you.” Shunsui chuckled, now amused after the little shock of Ukitake’s unexpected arrival.
Ukitake rubbed his forehead and opened his eyes cautiously in the direction of the door as if he thought the two of them’d jump at him naked from that direction now. With a flurry of his hair and his haori he was gone with a shouted, “Sorry” once again.
Shunsui chuckled, making the woman in his arms, moan harshly at the vibrations.
He leaned over and licked a path from her shoulder up her throat, chuckling.
“Ah, love, don’t worry, I don’t think he recognised you, my Nanao-chan.” Blue violet passion filled eyes opened.
“Shunsui, gods, please, move, move!” She implored beseechingly, her body denied the orgasm that had just been coming before their interruption.
“Ah, little love.” With that he kissed the side of Nanao’s neck lingeringly once more and bent her forwards on the couch so she was on all fours now. She hiccupped when he thrust into her forcefully, deeper than before now through the new position.
He held her hips, then, he slid his hands that had previously been bracketing her breasts in a delicious rhythm over her flanks to her ass, gripping her to get an even deeper penetration.
They were making deliciously wet sounds where they were joined together. Their flesh nearly melding together.
Nanao couldn’t hold on anymore, she felt the dark pleasure coiling in her abdomen, deeper, tighter it flexed. She felt her wetness run in rivulets down her thighs. Her hands were clenching on the stiff fabric of the wide couch. She felt Shunsui’s powerful body rearing over her; a hand sliding around her stomach and placing her front against the back of the couch; he became rougher with his thrusts, just the way she liked it; one of his hands wedged in between the couch and her body and placed it right over her mound, to right where they were joined. She could feel his finger rimming her pussy, which was being pulled in and out by his thrusts with the friction.
His thumb was placed on her swollen clit and the tension was too great. It felt as if her body was being ripped in two, she threw back her head and came so hard around Shunsui that he was convulsing right with her.
Gently, Shunsui manoeuvred them both onto their sides on the couch, without separating their bodies from each other. He held her lovingly while she was breathing harshly, her eyes closed, her chest heaving and her body flushed from all the exertion and the brutal climax.
Shunsui let his hand glide slowly, reassuringly along her body. Not to arouse – they had had more than enough of that tonight – but to calm.
Shunsui took the throw from the couch’s back and threw it over their cooling bodies.
He held her tight when shivers shook her body.
Nanao was familiar with this. With this intense pleasure, with his intimate care. Slowly, her faculties returned.
“Ukitake-taicho walked in on us!” She said aghast.
Shunsui chuckled, making things shiver in all the right places, “Yes, my beauty, he came in but swiftly turned tail and vanished again. Don’t worry, I’m pretty sure he didn’t recognize you at all, how could he, if my Nanao-chan is not in her daily armour of glasses and hairclips… and clothes.” And he chuckled again.
“This is not funny. We will be discovered at some point.” Nanao said worriedly, biting her nail and shifting, taking note of his semi hard cock that was still wedged in between her thighs, inside her body.
“Ah, Nanao, we haven’t been discovered for a good year, I’m pretty sure we can at least make it another one.”
Well, if he thought so, who was she to disagree, especially considering the hand that was slowly inching in between her legs again, swirling her thick juices on her thighs.
Nanao’s breathing became stockier and as soon as he touched her clit, she tried to jump away from him, which was of course near impossible, being caught in between his strong body and the couch.
“Shh, I know you’re sensitive, let me take care of you.”
Slowly, infinitely gently, he pulled out of her channel, all the while distracting her with some leisurely strokes over her clit. As soon as his head pulled over the sensitive flesh of her pussy lips, Nanao nearly screamed in sensational overload.
Soon he had separated them, and the first thing Nanao noticed was the emptiness she felt. He had a huge cock and she loved having him inside her, which was why he knew to stay inside her until her tremors had abated. But because he was so big, the emptiness when he pulled out just magnified. The rush of seed and her juices that accompanied his pulling out was shocking and pleasurable at the same time.
Shunsui still had his hand between her thighs and gathered some of her newly flown juices to then bring them to his lips. He licked a finger while not breaking eye-contact once.
“Mmm, we taste so good together, Nanao-chan.” He placed another finger against her lips and Nanao opened them sensuously to suck his finger into the wet cavern of her mouth, enjoying the musky tanginess of them together.
Shunsui sat up and put his arms under Nanao’s loose body to carry her back into his bedroom. They needed their sleep.
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The next day, Shunsui finally met his friend for the promised tea and of course the conversation inevitably turned to the occurrence of last night.
“Honestly Shunsui, I didn’t want to see you – pardon my language – cock deep in some woman. There are nicer things I’d prefer to do with my evenings.”
“Ah, you Casanova,” and he chuckled, “I’m sorry, I forgot to cancel but something came up, no pun intended.” Shunsui was just full of mirth today.
Even Ukitake had to smile at the bad pun, “Come to think of it, I haven’t even seen you with any ladies recently, not that you don’t have names the length of Seireitei’s wall.”
Shunsui looked away which made Ukitake frown, something was up.
Shunsui felt bad for continuously deceiving his best friend but he had stupidly agreed to keep his and Nanao’s relationship secret. To be honest, he hadn’t seen past the fact that he would be able to have her as often as he wanted now. It was just no fun, if he couldn’t even gloat to his best friend. He knew that only telling one person, even if it was Ukitake, who he had no doubts would never betray him, ever, somehow it could result in gossip, if someone overheard etc.
“What’s the matter, Shunsui. I know that face. Something is bothering you.”
“Ah, you know me just too well.” Shunsui said with a humourless smile. Maybe he should dare tell Ukitake something. It didn’t have to be the fact about Nanao but maybe, if he said a half-truth, conveniently forgetting Nanao’s name…
“Well, the truth is Ukitake, I’m kinda in a relationship,” he smiled self-deprecatingly.
You could hear a needle drop.
“Ehm, could you repeat that?”
“Idiot, I think you heard me well enough, don’t make me say it again.”
“This, this is unprecedented.” Ukitake said aghast then realizing why Shunsui was saying it, “So the woman yesterday-“
“Yep, that was my lady-love.” Shunsui ended in a gentle smile.
Ukitake just stared at him. If Shunsui actually used the r-word, this was serious! A relationship!
“How, how long has this been going on?” Ukitake was still astonished and it showed by his wide-open eyes.
“A year,” Shunsui stated without looking at his best friend.
Ukitake sucked in a breath sharply and had to cough.
“A year?” He brought out in between coughs, “A whole year?!”
Shunsui looked worriedly over at his friend, “Are you alright?”
Ukitake got his cough back under control, “Yes, yes, it was just very surprising. Why- why haven’t you told me?” Ukitake asked a bit sad.
Shunsui sighed, “It’s not that I didn’t want to say anything, it’s just I promised her. She’s very shy you see and she treasures her privacy and doesn’t want the fact that she’s involved with a taicho to be known. She dislikes gossip and I understand and respect that decision. I know you wouldn’t have told anyone but your two third seats are always around and I just don’t want it to get blown out of proportion.”
Ukitake looked at his friend and now that he knew, some characteristics started to make sense now. The definitive decrease in late-night binges (which he had thought were an attest to Shunsui getting older and wiser), his less sombre attitude when it was just the two of them (which he had thought was due to the old adage of time heals all wounds). This truly was big news.
“Shunsui, you idiot, so you’re serious? Hm, I thought I wouldn’t live to see the day.”
“Aww, Ukitake, don’t even say that, I’ve still not recovered from last year’s near thing!” Shunsui replied, referring to a very bad episode just last year that everyone thought he wouldn’t survive.
Ukitake just smiled.
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Ukitake was pretty sure that if Shunsui hadn’t said anything and if Shunsui’s deductive skills hadn’t rubbed off on him, he wouldn’t have figured it out but because he had, some weird instances that he would have forgotten or not noticed to begin with, now he paid attention to and eventually found out who Shunsui’s lover was…
Ukitake was at the 8^th to get some paperwork forms that he knew Ise-san always had in stock. He made the short walk over himself, needing a reprieve from his enthusiastic third seats and enjoying the sunny day and fresh air.
When he saw Shunsui’s fuku-taicho, the only thing he could think of was that Ise-san must be feeling a lot better now that Shunsui must have curbed back his flirting, figuring that he hadn’t seen Shunsui flirt heavily once in bars. He had always flirted with her the most, poor Ise-san, but she seemed happier and there were definitely more smiles on her face which seemed to indicate that her life was definitely easier.
“Yes, indeed, I do have the form in my office, sir.” He smiled. He knew she would have it. Ah, dependable Ise-san. He would have to see about a new fuku-taicho for himself at some point.
He followed her into her tidy office that she shared with Shunsui (who of course wasn’t in attendance, it was sunny outside).
Nanao was just bowing down to get something from a drawer when the upper lapel of her uniform lifted off her skin for just a moment, so he had a glimpse of her chest, not her breasts mind you but just the general area of her lower collarbone. And he saw a very red hickey. He nearly smiled at that. So she finally found time to get a lover. Good for her.
She gave him some copies, smiled politely and bade him a good-afternoon. He replied in kind and started his trek across Seireitei, back to his division, enjoying the day in general.
His thoughts, that should have been on white noise and enjoying the sun, had other plans though. This was certainly peculiar. A day after Shunsui had confessed to his relationship, he saw Ise-san who seemed to be in a relationship too, or at least seemed to be enjoying herself with a lover. Was that a coincidence? What was he thinking…that the two were …No, that just wasn’t possible. And he actually shock his head in the negative but…
He tried to remember the woman in Shunsui’s arms. He hadn’t seen a lot to be sure, only seeing her profile. Her hair had been dark and so was Ise-san’s but Shunsui’s lover’s hair had been quite long… hmm, he had never seen Ise-san’s hair unbound, if he was honest, it could have been her hair. The face of the woman, though, he couldn’t say… it had been thrown back in total abandon, her eyes closed, her cheeks flushed red, sweaty bits of hair sticking to it… ah damn it! He shouldn’t be trying to remember what Shunsui’s lover looked while having sex, he should be doing his utmost to make himself forget! Also, Shunsui had been so into Ise-san, he had admitted to it on various occasions to him, he just couldn’t see Shunsui moving on anytime soon…
These thoughts were not good, he should just ask Shunsui and if he laughed at him outright he would just laugh with him, but these thoughts wouldn’t leave him alone again.
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A harried Ukitake quickly found Shunsui at a calm spring, lying half in the shade, half in the sun, one arm lazily swirling in the pond of the spring.
Without any preambles, he asked,
“Are you sleeping with Ise-san?” If the question had sounded a bit frenzied and desperate, it was only a testament to the issue occupying his mind for the whole afternoon.
Shunsui sat up abruptly and looked at him weirdly. Damn, he wasn’t laughing.
“Where did this come from?” Shunsui just asked.
Ukitake didn’t say anything, couldn’t to be honest, except, “How the hell did you get Ise-san into your bed?!”
Shunsui looked at him, then smiled, then chuckled, and eventually full-out roared in laughter.
“Ah, you’re too smart for your own good, Ukitake.”
“I just can’t believe it! I-, this is, I don’t know what to think.”
“Just don’t think too loud or people might hear you.” Shunsui said all serious now.
Ukitake just chuckled in complete wonder.
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Whenever Shunsui was inside Nanao he was happiest. Soft, wet, hot. Tight. He shuddered just thinking of it all.
Currently Nanao was sitting on a kitchen side in Shunsui's house and Shunsui was standing in between her legs, tightly enclosed by the lithe lovelies around his waist. His hips shot into her without cease.
He looked down at her body, glistening from sweat, her shirt still partially in place, only to bare her breasts, rhythmically bobbing with his every hard forward motion. Her head thrown back to bare her throat, a quick nip just because he couldn't refuse the offering.
Nanao was most beautiful when he was inside her, he thought. Wild, in abandon, she looked like a completely different woman. A wanton. A goddess. His.
Her sheath convulsed on him and he had to restrain himself to not come inside her yet. He could feel her juices running along his testicles, down the insides of his thighs, making his pelvis slide more and more.
One of his hands, which held her hips with near bruising force started to wander down her body to where they were joined. He jerked her shirt out of the way – oops, had he torn it? His hand continued its lazy path to the centre of her body. She was so wet when he finally reached her, his fingers sliding easily over her hard and engorged clit to where they were joined. Nanao jerked tightly with a strangling twist on his cock that had him twisting her into submission and laying her flat across the kitchen counter. She gasped at the deeper penetration, looking up into his face with lust-glazed eyes.
Her feet lifted higher, with a gasp, a near sob, and she put the heels of her bare feet against his ass, feeling the muscles working her. She nearly shrieked, he was so deeply embedded in her. The wet sounds their bodies produced, Nanao's sexy, wanton gasps and the near strangling quality of her pussy had him sweating and breathing hard too. But he didn't want it to end yet. He hadn't been inside her for over 12 hours, and he wanted to pull this out as long as possible.
Nanao was at the brink of insanity. He had been fucking her for near an hour it seemed. Her cunt was spasming around him with every thrust. She still couldn't believe that she was able to take his cock into her body. His hard flesh was deeply embedded inside her cunt and it still felt like he was burying a telephone pole inside her. She was split harshly by him, in and out he pulled his flesh, deeper and deeper he lunged his staff, so deep Nanao was astonished once again that he could fit his whole cock inside her. Every single time he started to feed his cock into her cunt, she was astonished anew that he could even fit the head of his cock inside her.
“Ah, Nanao, look, look at your cunt eat my cock. It's devouring me.” He breathed harshly into her ear, leaning over her.
Nanao gasped but couldn't help and look between their bodies to where they were joined. See his shaft, wet with her opulent fluids, flushed a deep red from holding his release back for so long. She could feel his hot breath on her collarbone, with the occasional scrape of his beard that made her shiver, feel his body against hers with every wicked thrust of his hips and she knew she would come soon but also knew that she didn't want this to end. She never wanted it to end.
She felt his cock-end thrust shamelessly against the end of her sheath. Her cervix crying out with pain and pleasure.
“Nanao, you alright?” Nanao just sobbed in answer. He could always feel it when he touched her end, she knew.
He didn't stop, but then he never did. She was impaling herself on his cock with abandon, if he didn't get the drift he wouldn't be Shunsui.
It was becoming harder and harder to breathe and she knew that this had to come to an end at some point, hard as it would be.
She leaned back further, arching her back, pulling her arms over her head, so her body was one finely arched bow. And then she undulated her pelvis and she swore Shunsui's head blew off, he came so hard inside her. She literally felt his hot cum spewing inside her, his cock pressed tightly into her so not a breath could fit between them. Nanao came, with his cock pressing against all and every secret or not so secret spots inside and outside her body. His size as always impressive, especially in these instances. And when Nanao came, she came hard, constricting around his cuming staff.
When both their breathing became less harsh, Shunsui leaned over her, still connected to her and kissed her full on the mouth, lingering so their lips were pressed together snugly for a long time, kissing leisurely.
“Once I can move again, we'll go into the bedroom and try this again. Gods, Nanao promise me you'll do that move again,” Shunsui brought forth harshly.
Nanao laughed breathlessly, “I'll try.”
“Where the hell did you learn that?! If you tell me you tried that on another man I think I'd have to kill him.” He said, quite serious.
“Don't worry,” Nanao said, her eyes still closed, basking in the swirling feeling of pleasure still coursing through her body, “I got the idea from an article.”
Shunsui looked at her, “I think I desperately want to know which article that was.” He said completely serious.
He kissed her fore-head and then got them both upright on his shaky legs, Nanao's thighs still clasped tightly around his middle.
Once they arrived at his bed, he lowered her slowly, still connected and trying to stay connected for the time being. His cock was only half-hard but he was big enough to manage it. He looked down into her passion filled eyes and just couldn’t help himself, he just had to kiss her.
Nanao didn’t mind a bit.
Slowly their bodies heated from the glowing ambers again, being rekindled. His cock grew again and he could feel Nanao‘s juices spill once more all around him. He let one hand glide down her torso, over one lush breast to arrive at his destination, feeling her swollen, soaked clit and stroked over it. She bucked beneath him. He felt the point where they were joined and slowly started to move, feeling her pussy stretch tight under his enlarging cock’s movements, until he pulled completely out of her, and Nanao mewled in distress, but he kissed her and moved her to her stomach and up on her knees quickly.
Just seeing her splayed open like this was pure torture. Her cunt was dripping with their combined juices, swirling over her prominently exposed clit and he couldn't stop himself from leaning in and licking across her vulva, tasting their shared juices and inhaling their combined scent. Gods, they smelled so good together. The musky sex, the sweet tanginess of their juices, Nanao's sweeter than his.
Nanao's breath left her body in a harsh expulsion at the contact, while he was sipping from her body.
“Fuck me Shunsui, fuck me hard.” Nanao commanded. How he loved to follow this order, when Nanao was so worked up and threw politeness away.
He reared over her like an animal. Mounting her and impaling her on his large cock, spreading her flesh apart. Her cunt was so wet and slippery it welcomed him with a sucking sound, although Nanao still shuddered at the penetration into her sore sheath.
When he was about half-way inside her, he held onto her hips tightly and surged forward. Nanao screamed out in pain/pleasure and he was too far gone to wait for her to adjust so he pumped her like a wild animal, deeper, always deeper. He could feel both their thighs wet from their bodily fluids, their bodies coated in a sheen of sweat.
With a strong movement he slid an arm around her middle and brought her back against his front. Nanao, gasped and bowed her back so her head was lying against his shoulder. He leaned forward and stole a wet kiss, still thrusting into her willing body.
Nanao was lost in the feelings, just able to turn her head some more and whisper imploringly into Shunsui’s ear,
“Shunsui. Harder. Please.” Nanao whimpered.
Who was he to not oblige a lady.
With more force behind his thrusts now, he speared her so that his balls slapped noisily into her. While one of his arms was grabbing onto her wobbling breasts, massaging and tweaking the points until shrill gasps were heard from his Nanao-chan, his other hand wandered to where they were joined. Nanao’s body jolted from the contact. Quickly he grabbed one of her hands that were gripping onto his frame so she could join him where they were so tightly interwoven already. They let their fingers glide over her enlarged clit, eliciting a deep groan from both of them. For her, the sensations were just too much, for him, feeling her slippery wet bare flesh always got to him. He guided their joined hands further down to where he was pumping into her so harshly.
Nanao let her fingers glide over his slick and pumping cock, while he was testing the sensitive flesh where they were joined. Astounded once again that she could accommodate him, her flesh was so tightly stretched. He was not a small man and even after over a year as her lover, her cunt was tighter than any woman’s he had ever felt.
Feeling her now, a shudder wracked him so hard he was sure he was coming right then and there but he held out. Miraculously. Although he did have a tighter grip on her breast than she’d usually want. She’d probably bruise a bit. With a heavy curse he left her breast, to the displeasure of Nanao. He also pulled back the hand that was currently on her clit and clasped her tightly around the waist so they wouldn’t disengage when he put her forward on all fours again. He held his thrusting motions.
When she supported herself again, he upped his speed just once more and it was the additional sensation combined with the deeper entry that Nanao needed to shatter underneath him, her back bowing and her cunt spasming around him so hard he had a hard time moving, but he kept up his thrusts. Increasing her orgasm to new heights until just when one ebbed, he threw her over the edge into another one.
One of his hands slid over her trembling frame, while he was still pumping away drawing out her pleasure even more. A finger, wet with her juices started sliding over the cleft in her ass, making her shudder. When he breached her anus with a single finger her hands slid away so she supported herself on her forearms in an even more submissive position, her head to the bedding, getting too exhausted to maintain the more upright position. This was his cue and with a brutal thrust that brought him right up to her end, he let himself go in a climax that made him roar and Nanao whimper.
When most of the waves had abated, he gently disengaged their bodies and Nanao fell forward into the bedding loose and limber. He looked to where they had been joined and saw their juices running in rivulets down her body onto the bed.
Nanao was breathing hard. He leaned over her and kissed her cheek lingeringly.
“You alright, love?”
Nanao just opened her eyes and squinted at him from her prone position.
She nodded and let a small smile slip past her lips that had him grinning like a fool.
“That was intense,” She mumbled after a while.
“Yeah,” He just said, feeling the tremors go through his own body.
He cuddled up to her back and held her tightly. Both of them nearly nodding off in blissful exhaustion until with a jolt Shunsui remembered his day.
“Uh, Nanao. What would you do if I told you that Ukitake knows about us?”
“At the moment, or in the morning?” Nanao just mumbled.
“Both…?” Shunsui wasn’t sure he wanted to know.
“At the moment I’m just going to sleep but in the morning I’d probably have a freak-out that will end in you going into the office on time and doing all your paperwork throughout the next few months. Why?”
“Oh, oh well, just hypothetically speaking.”
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