Bleach: Starting as a Vasto Lorde

Kazuya swiftly took her wrists and brought them over her head. Her eyes widened as she realized his intentions. However, she was a second too late to outmaneuver him through her dexterity. Overpowering him was out of the question.

Holding her wrists, he tied them up with her own rope with just enough tightness to make it painless. She was left completely at his mercy.

“Tying me up so you can have your way with me. Kiddo, I didn’t raise you like that.”

She felt like she had to say something, or the embarrassment of the situation would settle in, making her react in ways she usually wouldn’t, or worse, she’d be swept into his pace and end up doing some shameful things.

Both scenarios wouldn’t be good for her image.

“Say something—”

Kazuya silenced Yoruichi with a kiss, and her golden eyes widened. His hand trailed down her neck and squeezed her breast before he pinched the erect nipple sticking against her cloth.

“Ahh~.”

As sensitive and aroused she had become, the small pinch made her moan in his mouth.

Kazuya’s tongue invaded her mouth right then, taking her kissing experience from barely decent to mind-numbingly good. The sensation couldn’t be compared to anything she had ever done — a ravenous, passionate lock of lips that only seems to prolong the hunger behind it instead of satiating it.

She felt like she was drunk without the alcohol.

His hand stopped caressing her soft tit and went straight to caress her crotch beneath her tight pants. Slipping his hand inside, he gently caressed her damp lips sticky from her fluids before pushing a finger inside her drenched entrance.

“Nghhh.” A low, unrestrained moan escaped her throat, reverberating in their joined mouths.

Her body quivered in delight, her eyes nearly rolling back from the burst of pleasure that shot through her — she experienced a micro-orgasm.

He didn’t let her rest with just one. No, his ferocious fingers clawed their way deep inside of her, scratching her right where it felt good. She felt so good that she began moaning against her will.

With her hands tied and her mouth open, she was nothing more than a moaning whore. And right now, she couldn’t care less. The pleasure had removed all her inhibitions, to the point that she was grinding herself against his hand to amplify her pleasure.

It didn’t take long for Yoruichi’s vision to blur.

Kazuya sensed her descent and rubbed his thumb over her sensitive button, teasing it with just the perfect amount of roughness.

Her mind went blank from ecstasy. Then her back arched on its own while she drew back from the kiss and threw her head back, groaning as her best orgasm to this date consumed her.

“You foooool!”

Kazuya watched in fascination as Yoruichi fell back to the bed. She might have the stamina to run for hours, but the bombardment of novel sensations had her completely spent like she was just a normal human.

A haze of lust covered her eyes as she gazed at him. “Kazuya, you stupid…”

He smirked like a mischievous kid. “I never imagined you could make those expressions. You look so cute, though~. I really want to tease you more like this~!”

She bit her lips, blushing like a teenager. To think she’d be put in a situation where her own words were against her. And she couldn’t retaliate when she was like this.

“Untie me now. I’m going to kill you then kill myself to remove every trace of this-this memory.”

He removed his hands from her crotch and lapped at the juices covering his fingers. “You taste delicious, Yor.”

He was quite tempted to taste her from the source and even more tempted to fuck her, but he didn’t want to take that step without her consent. The wariness in her gaze was apparent enough.

Yoruichi once again blushed. “When will you untie me?”

“On one condition. Be completely honest with me. Did it feel good?”

“You already know the answer. Stop teasing me.”

He laid by her side, resting his head against his palm. “Then let me rephrase my question. Do you want to be with me so I can make you feel like this and more?”

The prideful Yoruichi needed an excuse just to become his ‘sex friend without sex’ for a day. If he remained passive, he’d have to wait until she found another excuse to be his sexless sex friend again. Even though her body was ready for the act, her heart seemed to be against the idea of committing to the relationship.

He had to go on the offense, or else he’d never progress past this hurdle.

Yoruichi threw her head back and let out a sigh. “Look, Kazuya. I like you. I adore you more than any man in the world, but I… I need a little more time to process this.”

Fearing that her half-assed response earned a frosty gaze, she continued looking at the ceiling. But he held her chin and made her look into his eyes, which seemed warm and full of affection, quite unlike her expectations.

“You can take your time. Just don’t make me wait for a hundred years.”

Yoruichi’s tense expression vanished, replaced by a cheeky smile. “Oh please. I’m not that indecisive. Can you untie me now, sweetheart?”

“How about I keep you tied up until you say yes?”

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