I Love The Parallels Between Shinji And Ichigo 😭😭😭💔

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Sinful Office feat. Kenpachi Zaraki ఌ

warning: smut, explicit content & language, 18+mdni

Here you find yourself in the same situation again. Bended over on the desk by your husband Kenpachi in his Office. You bit down into your own hand to not be too loud, scared the other people of the division would hear you. But you knew it was pointless. Kenpachi rammed his fat hard cock into your wet squelching cunt in and out again. The desk cracked under the massive and rough thrusts of his hips, slamming into you like the wild primal animal he is.

,,Don’t hold back Baby, i wanna hear your beautiful moans. And let everyone hear how good i fuck you.‘‘ Kenpachi growled with a cocky smirk. As you moaned loudly without any filter, he chuckles in satisfaction. ,,That’s a good girl. Let em hear you. Let em know how filthy my little wifey is.‘‘

His big calloused hands grabbed your ass harshly, fingers digging deep into your soft flesh on the verge of bruising. His Cock was ramming your cunt without any fucking mercy, stuffing your little hole completely full. So full, you could feel his cock in your cute little belly, that’s how big he is. One Hand comes up to tangle firmly into your hair, exposing your neck to him. He leans down growling hotly into your ear, leaving wet kisses and licks on your sweaty skin. He slammed his hips even harder against you, you are sure the desk would break at any moment. But you couldn’t care less.

,,God you feel so good kenny… just like that…‘‘ you whimpered and he increased his pace even more. It was almost unbelievable on how rough this man was fucking you. You slammed your ass against his cock, moving greedily & desperately against him. He grinned at the sight and hitted you so deep, making you cry out loudly even the goddamn divisions nearby could hear your moans & cries. Spreading your ass cheeks open, he licks his lips in anticipation and his wet thumb rubs gentle circles on your other sensitive hole. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head and Kenpachi gives your ass a hard rough smack.

,,Are you ready for my cum Baby? Gonna fill you up really good..‘‘ he grunted and pulls you by your hips roughly against his pulsating cock. With a loud deep groan his sperm shots deep into your womb, stuffing you full completely. Sweat dripping his forehead down as his hand comes up to your sensitive clit, rubbing it and making you squirt all over his dick, earning a loud sinful moan from you.

,,That’s it baby… cum all over my cock… god that looks so good our release all mixed up together…‘‘ he growls against your neck as he squeezes your tits and chuckled devilishly. Panting and catching your breath your head lays on the desk completely and utterly satisfied and spent. As he pulled his cock out of your aching cunt, his cum drips out of your hole down your thighs but he didn’t waste any time pushing his thick fingers into your pussy. He wanted to make sure every drop would reach you and stays into your pussy.

,,Now now… you don’t wanna waste my good cum baby do you? Now be a good girl and get on your knees‘‘ he said grinning at you. You were in for a long night, no wonder everyone thought of you as a slut but you were just a good little wifey.

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TW: SMUUUT 🗣️, Grimmy gets pretty rough, a little bit of degradation, breeding, the works :D

Grimmjow couldn't stand you.

You were a brat if there ever was one and far too comfortable speaking to him with disrespect on a daily basis. He couldn't stand you, but every time you spoke to him brazenly, mocked him, taunted him, and infuriated him, it made him want to stuff that big mouth of yours with his cock. He couldn't stand you, but if and when he got the chance, he was going to show you what he did to brats like you. He didn't need to like you to fuck you good and hard like you deserved.

He was already annoyed enough today, and there you were, as usual, saying something to piss him off even more. "Hey, quick question, do you ever stop talking?"

His eyes widened, anger flaring like scorching blue flames. You enjoyed just how easy it was to get under his skin. He was so simple, fists clenching at his sides before one of them slammed on the table in front of you. "What did you just say?! Who the hell do you think you are?!"

"I guess that means no," you sighed, suppressing an amused grin.

The truth was, you liked riling him up and did so intentionally. You liked watching the veins swell in his hands, arms and forehead because it was hot. He was hot. Watching him get mad had you fantasizing about just how roughly he'd manhandle you, how he'd meanly bully his cock into your tight cunt, how he'd have you crying and gagging on it. You weren't going to stop pushing his buttons until he was undoing yours.

"You're lucky I don't hit girls," he growled, his hands twitching, clenching and unclenching as if he was currently resisting the urge.

"That's too bad," you said, smirking lazily.

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Later, he proved to be a liar. He was hitting you, his hand coming down hard over and over again to smack your ass as he drilled into you from behind. He still didn't know how to stop talking, though you didn't mind it much now, clenching around him while he yanked you up by your hair to spew filth directly into your ear.

"Not so cocky now, are you? Huh?" He panted, his breath hot and heavy against your neck. "Where's that smirk, little girl? Your snide comments? Haven't you got anything to say?"

You couldn't reply, not with how cruelly he was pounding into you, his tip striking hard and deep, as furious as he was. All you could do was moan and whine dumbly. You may have bested him with your words earlier, but in the bedroom, he'd definitely won, just the way you wanted him to.

"That's what I thought," he laughed when you didn't respond. "Can't handle my fat cock and talk back to me at the same time. You're too busy making a mess of my sheets and whining like a bitch."

He threw you back into the mattress, pinning you down with his weight as his hips snapped against your ass. He thought he was teaching you a lesson, but it was your personal heaven, getting caged in by his big biceps and having your pussy ruined by his throbbing length. You could hardly breathe, suffocating under his weight, head under water with nothing but the sound of his grunts and growls right into your ear. You thought it'd be a pleasant way to die.

Then he suddenly left you, and before you had the chance to mourn the loss of his heat and fullness in between your legs, he was manhandling you onto your back, folding you into a mating press and fucking back into you, smirking maliciously at your dumbfounded expression.

"I want to see what you look like when you cum all over my cock," he snarled in explanation before wrapping his hand around your neck to hold you in place. "Maybe I'll fill you up. You want that, slut?"

"Yes!" You choked out, eyes rolling back as he stretched your legs to their max, going impossibly deeper inside you than he had been. Each thrust felt like a shock to your system, a terrifying yet exciting loss of control of your body.

He was shamelessly staring at himself thrusting in and out of you, at your tits bouncing, and at the tears leaking out of your eyes. It made him go feral, the sight of your defeat. He knew you were all talk, so outspoken yet so easy to break. It was music to his ears how pathetic you sounded. Now he just needed you squirting all over him before he unleashed his load into you. Only then would it truly be his victory.

He knew by the high-pitched squeals and whines you were making that you were close, and so he stayed focused and didn't hold back, maintaining his brutal pace until your legs were trembling, glassy eyes squeezing shut and loud mouth crying out as if you were being tortured. He lowered himself against you, fucking you through your orgasm as you wrapped your arms and legs around him, holding him to his word that he would fill you up. Moments later, he did, biting your neck and groaning into it as he twitched inside of you, shooting thick, white ropes of his seed into your walls. He pulled out to watch it leak out of you, mesmerized by how cute your bratty pussy was with his juices oozing out.

He collapsed at your side. He'd finally bested you, finally taught you a lesson, and you'd finally learned just how good of a fuck he was. You stressed him out, but he had finally taken that stress out on you. For the first time in a while, he felt at ease, one could even say peaceful. Your body and your energy was a much needed break for his nervous system, and he was starting to discover a newfound appreciation for you as you quietly came down from your high beside him.

He watched you carefully as you rose from his bed, excusing yourself to clean up the mess between your legs. He chuckled to himself as he watched you limp away, like a fawn attempting to walk for the first time. He supposed you were actually pretty cute.

No. It made him start to worry when you were taking a long time in his bathroom, wondering if you'd come back and get dressed to go. It wasn't like it was often he got to just lay there, skin to skin with another person. No one touched him unless it was in battle or in a sexual way, and now he found himself yearning for your body against his again, in a more gentle way this time.

He pretended to look unbothered when you finally came back, pretended that he wasn't elated when you took your place back in his bed, curling up next to him.

You decided to be nice to him just this once. "That was amazing," you complimented, pressing a quick kiss to the side of his mouth that made him freeze. "Thank you."

He felt irritated again, though he couldn't figure out why. "Are you fucking with me?" He glared at you.

"No," you responded calmly. "If I was lying, I wouldn't be on the verge of passing out right now," you giggled tiredly. "I came so hard I'm exhausted."

You yawned, and it gave Grimmjow a funny feeling in his chest. He yanked the blankets up over your naked form. "Get some sleep then." You could tell he found it difficult to be affectionate. It was kind of cute in its own weird way.

You draped an arm over his chest anyway, pushing him out of his comfort zone. "You gonna sleep with me?"

"Doesn't seem like you're giving me much of a choice," he grumbled.

You pressed sleepy kisses into his jaw, smiling against him as you felt his body soften beneath you. "No, I'm not. I like to cuddle after."

"Damn brat." He aggressively wrapped an arm around you, pulling you against him and holding your hip. "You better not snore."

You gasped, a wide, almost painful smile spreading on your lips over the fact that this grumpy arrancar was seriously snuggling you. "Me? A lady? Never!"

"Yeah, yeah. I hear you snore once and I'm tossing you off the side of the bed." You doubted the hand currently caressing your torso would be used to throw you off the bed.

"You're such a gentleman."

"I am, letting you stink up my bed like this." He grinned, adjusting his body so that you could press into him more comfortably.

"Stop being mean to me, I'm soft!" You pouted playfully.

"You? Don't make me laugh." He murmured against your head.

You smiled contentedly, letting your eyes rest, finally having him where you wanted him. "Okay, I'm going to bed now, so kiss my forehead and tell me goodnight."

"You're a real piece of work," he groaned, as if he wasn't dying for an excuse to press his lips to you.

He did exactly that, bringing his mouth to your temple more gently than you ever could imagine him doing and pulling you impossibly closer before saying, "goodnight, princess."

"Goodnight, my prince."

He would've cringed, had anyone else said it, but hearing you call him your prince, he swore he could feel his heart growing. He didn't know he even had one before you. He was glad you were starting to doze off, glad that you didn't witness his cheeks flushing with admiration.

Grimmjow still couldn't stand you, only now because it was gonna be a real pain in the ass dealing with these feelings he had for you.

HIII! I have such a request!! What about Aizen and f!reader are watching porn together?? What would Aizen do? I’m really interested about this idea!

Short imagines.

Scenario: Watching porn together

Aizen x reader; Grimmjow x reader;

Mayuri x reader; Shinji x reader.

a/n: I hope you don’t mind but I added a few characters with this prompt. Thanks for the request!

Warning: nsfw smut. Humour. Not proofread. My computer busted so no pretty graphics.

Aizen x Reader

It’s just a peek. 

He passes you a steely-eyed warning, expression laced with ‘how dare you suggest such a thing’. 

It has been quite some time since you got intimate with your man. Ever since your arrival at Hueco Mundo, he had been very busy with the progression of his plans. A few times you did end up naked in his chamber, but he was unable to get it up. He would never admit it but the stress was finally burrowing through that thick armour and infesting his soul. And his cock.

“Oh come on! I found just the thing for you, Sosuke”, you begged while crawling up from behind him and wrapping your arms around his chest. As you sit on the bed, your soft naked body pushes up against his firm uptight back. 

He was sitting on the edge of the bed, naked and frustrated that his own body had betrayed him yet again. He tried so hard to block out all distractions but the ‘could have’ ‘would have’ ‘should have’ narratives were plaguing his thoughts. He felt your supple breasts flatten against his stiff back but still not a stir in his loin. 

You are holding a phone in your hand, ready to hit the play button. You show him your screen, an obscene scene slowly unfolds before him, for which he was not prepared. His brown eyes take in the details, from visual to audio, from the positions they transition between to the background that has set the stage. He quietly watches the video, your warm breath a sharp reminder that this could be a test. Should he indulge and react? Should he push your arm aside and call it a day? He was constantly on guard and thinking three steps ahead. 

He had never tried some of the displayed positions. If anything, he could use it as educational material, he convinces himself. 

You try to peek down between his legs, looking for a reaction, but there is none. Your other hand rests on his head, fingers gently gliding through strands of his smooth brown hair. “Relax your mind. Stop overthinking,” you whisper softly.

He let out a chuckle, and the moans and groans from the video were lost as background noise. He passes you a side glance and lowers your hand that holds the phone. “If you want me to relax, play some relaxing music next time. I have no need for cheap pornography”.

“Well I thought it might help a little. Maybe you are just sick of doing the same stuff in bed. This was just to add some spice”, you confess a heartfelt confession. You have been feeling useless and worthless lately. 

He cups his chin in deep thought while looking down at the video. “I do admit, that particular position is tempting. But I rather live through the experience”.

You lean forward, your chin resting on his shoulder. “That’s not really a position. He is just deep throating the brains out of her”, you explain. 

And you noticed his dick twitch. Was he seriously thinking about deep throating you? It wasn’t exactly his style of seeking pleasure. Probably too barbaric for his taste. 

“You sure you don’t want to see more of the video?”, you try to convince him.

“That won’t be necessary. It is obvious the woman will be fed well”, he replies slyly while turning off the phone and tossing it to the side. He pulls away from you and stands up. His dick was slowly coming to life from the anticipation and the head of his cock aimed directly at your sealed lips. With his fingers tangled into your locks, he directs your head towards his bouncing erection.

“So my dear, would you like to be fed well?”

Grimmjow x Reader

You got Grimmjow a phone several full moons ago. But he never once used it.

So you were surprised to find him perched up on a high branch with the phone in hand. Whatever he was looking at, he was quite absorbed in it because he did not notice your approaching presence. He always notices your approaching presence.

“Hey”, you suddenly shout out after observing him for a few minutes.

Not sure why, but it startled him. He let out a yelp, his body sprang into defense mode and the phone slipped out of his hand and fell down towards the ground. You reflexively extend out your hands to catch it. But the moment the phone touches your palm, you feel a sharp nail scratch your skin and a ball of blue flash past you. 

Grimmjow was now standing a few feet away from you, clutching the phone tightly in his fist.

“WOW. Chill! Someone might think you were looking at porn or something”, you chuckle and take a small step towards him. 

His reaction gave him in. It was like a teenager just got caught doing something very naughty. He was tensing up and his grip around the phone tightened. He will destroy all evidence if need be. He will crush the phone. 

“Wait …were you? No!”, you pass him a judgemental glance.

“It was a mistake! Damn Ichigo sent me a link and I clicked on it and one thing led to another and fuck babe! I didn’t know your kind was this progressive”. He tries to defend himself. And you 100% believe him. One thing was undeniable—Grimmjow never lied. No matter how tight of a situation he was in, he just said it as it is. No bullshit attached. And you appreciate his honesty.

“Babe, you can’t start opening random links people send you. It can be a virus and destroy your phone”, you explain and went to grab for the phone that he so protectively guarded. “Hand it over. I ain’t mad”.

Grimmjow studies you for a second and once he is certain you were not upset, he hands you the phone. 

You glance at the screen and hit play. Basic porn hub video plays out. You just shrug your shoulders and hand him the phone back. But not before cupping his crotch to check for an erection. He barely had any. 

“Ichigo has no taste. You wanna see some real sexy stuff?”, you ask with a grin on your playful face.

He looks at you surprised while you pull out a phone from your back pocket.  “Wait? You testing me or something?” He asks suspiciously.

“Relax and watch. This is hardcore stuff so just be prepared”, you warned. 

The warning was unnecessary. Grimmjow was a doer and by no means a passive observer. A few minutes into the video and he already buried his hard cock deep into your wet pussy. He took you from behind, just the way he liked it while you held onto the phone and the video continued to play for his viewing pleasure. 

“Tch….you call that hardcore? Babe, I’m gonna show you hardcore. Gonna pound some cum into you”, he grinned as you convulsed around his cock, completely in sync with the video. 

Mayuri x Reader

You are his trouble maker. He can already detect a sharp headache coming on as soon as you send him a private message on his phone. It’s not worth investing his energy in. So he just leaves it unseen and continues on with his day.

You have made several attempts to get him to just even pass you a glance. You sit on the other side of the room, everyone hard at work running around solving problems and what not. And here you are taking up space in his lab and up to no good. 

You continued on with your shenanigans all day, trying to get him to click on the damn link. He was growing tired from your pranks and he eventually took that link and forwarded it to a group chat. 

Suddenly everyone’s phones and computers erupted with lewd sounds. Screens played out pornography of the highest grade. Details so rich you won’t be surprised erections were erected at that exact moment. 

You? You just sank in your chair and pretended to not exist. Your face is flushed and buried behind your palms that shield you from a sea of gazes. The rest of the day dragged on and you avoided everyone. Eventually it was just you and him left for the day. 

“Why the hell you do that!!!” You yell from across the room. 

“I assumed if it was that important I should share it with the lab”, he replied unapologetically. “I thought it was some crucial data you were so eager to share”.

“You could have at least taken a peek before distributing it to everyone I see every day!”, you huff. 

“I do have to admit, you have refined taste”, he commented while pulling up the video again.

“Really!” Your anger dissolved and you perked right up.

“I assume you want to experiment with ropes? I do have to warn you, I tie a good knot and once you are in it, there is no escape”. He passes you a stoic glance. But you could read his expression behind all that face paint. He was elated.

If you couldn’t get any more annoying, you prove him wrong. You push off the floor, sending your rolling chair gliding smoothly across the polished lab floor. Luckily, as you got closer to him, the chair had lost most of its momentum and you just gently jolted his body with a soft collision.

You watch the scene unfold before you. Ropes thick as your forearm held the woman in contortion and she dangled so beautifully from the ceiling. She was being stimulated by various ‘toys’ but that part didn’t really excite you.

“So….do we even have ropes?”, you ask.

He just passes you a glance. You know the one where he says ‘what a stupid question’ with just his gaze.

Of course he had a ball of ropes in the supply closet. As to why they have ropes in the supply closet, you don’t even want to know. 

Shinji x Reader

You are on your period. And he is horny.

“Tough luck. Just wait another day”. You are heartless. And it doesn’t help when you blatantly flaunt your assets and tease him by wearing low cut and figure-hugging clothes.  

You dropped by his office to have some lunch. Usually he skips lunch and goes straight for dessert. But today, he couldn’t have his favourite dessert. So he sat you on his lap with a laptop in hand and he opened a saved video that was tucked away in a hidden folder. 

Your eyes shot wide and your enlarged pupils quickly sought shelter behind the palm of your trembling hands. Your heart is beating fast, the moans and groans getting louder with each passing second. 

You have never seen porn before. Now that Soul Society was equipped with modern day technology, distribution of pornography had become an issue. An epidemic. Productivity had dropped. So Squad 12 worked on installing a software that prevented downloading and streaming of banned websites. But living in the World of the Living for roughly a century, Shinji had become an expert in by-passing all measures and his work computer was filled with questionable things. Porn was just one of those questionable things.

“Please shut it down!”, you beg, your voice croaked. You are curious and want to take a small peek, but you also know he will tease you for even showing the slightest of interest. So you just wait until he is the one who lowers your arms and uncovers your eyes. 

“Now don’t ya be shy. I sneaked this in just fer ya”, he whispers into your ears from behind. 

You watch the man in the video slap the woman’s ass while pounding her raw from behind. You watch his big hands leave her soft ass red with raised handprints. Than you watch the muscular man force her to choke on his long thick dick, her nose literally inhaling his silver pubes. 

You uncomfortably squirm in Shinji’s lap, trying to fight off the arousal that was slowly brewing. 

His one hand wraps around your hip and the other teasingly smacks your ass. “Come on doll. Grind on ye’r man”, he hummed into your sensitive ears. 

The video continues to play in the background and you slowly but shyly grind against his pelvis, his clothed erection becoming your source of tease. Eventually you become lost in the feeling of it all. The video just plays in the background while you mindlessly dance on his lap. 

He was just about to cream his pants but you suddenly stopped. Amongst the hazy brain fog, a familiar voice echoed and pulled you out of your blissful trance. You let out a scream and pulled away from his lap, your face now buried into the computer screen. 

The man in the video was familiar. You recognized his voice as he asked the woman to beg for his cum. 

You are trembling, the euphoric high popped like a water balloon, leaving you wet and unsatisfied but also confused. And the man in question came into view.

“Oh shit!!! That’s... that’s …. No way! Captain Muguruma!!!” 

“Keep it down doll. He thinks I deleted all copies. If word gets out, well, let’s say I’ll lose more than my head”, he explained while readjusting his erection with his hand, worried for its future.

“When? Why? I can’t unsee this! Why would you show me this!” You were flustered. You will never be able to approach Captain Muguruma with a straight face. Damn his dick was huge!

“How else do ya think we survived? Pickin’ up trash and deliverin’ newspaper? Nah”. He looks at you, worried about your response. 

You look at him with a perplexed look. No way. Just no way! You need further clarification. You hit pause on the video and turn around to face him head on. 

“We? As in….” You try not to choke on your words. 

“Yes doll. I hate ta admit it. But that was many years ago.” He can tell from your stiff posture that you were carefully processing all this new information. And he was determined not to let it strain the relationship. “‘M sorry. Didn’t wanna keep secrets now we enga-”.

“How many?” You cut him off firmly.

“How many, what?”

“How many videos did you make?” You ask while concentrating all your stress into a tight fist, leaving crescents on the inner flesh of your palm.

“Me? Just one. It was all it took to pay off our loan.”

“Loan?” You narrow your eyes and give him a ‘don’t you dare lie to me’ warning look. 

“Ya all think Kisuke just handed over gigais from the goodness of his heart? He ain’t any charity. A sleazy businessman he is who also had us pay interest”. 

There is a moment of silence. A few minutes felt like eternity to Shinji. He had to eventually bring this up in case his video ended up circulating the Soul Society interweb. 

“Babe. ‘m really sorry. I just wanna be open. No secrets from this point on. Ya gonna be my wife soon”. He extends his hand out to caress your cheek. The fact that you didn’t retreat from his soft apologetic touch was a good sign.

He holds you close to his chest, you can hear his heart racing uncontrollably. Of course he wore a relaxed expression, but on the inside, this was consuming him.

“Show me”, you ask while looking up at him. 

“Ya sure! It’s not exactly…. decent. It’s controversial and very inappropriate”, he warns you. 

“I don’t care. This entire thing is controversial and inappropriate. Show me! You brought me this far”. 

“Promise ya won’t be upset?”

“I promise”, you pat the side of his face to give him some solace.

He did show you the questionable video. What he didn’t warn you about was that it was a threesome alongside Kensei. 

“Babe! Hold on!!! Where ya goin’? But ya promised!!!!”