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Of course you accepted the marriage proposal while fully aware of his previous marriage. That marriage was out of love. This marriage was him fulfilling his duty as the head of the Kuchiki clan. Although it was admirable that someone as high up as Byakuya had once defied orders from the elders and married a former street beggar. It did bring forth humiliation and disgrace upon the Kuchiki clan.
You on the other hand wanted no trouble. You just walked the path that was laid out for you with the least resistance. You never fell in love knowing it would just end with a broken heart. Your heart was locked away for no one to touch. You never imagined a life with someone you would end up loving. That was the price you paid for having the privilege to be birthed into a noble clan.
Despite not having any feelings for your husband, you still had urges and desires that had to be fulfilled. It had been a month and you still had not consummated the marriage. And so here you are, laying naked and sprawled on the bed and shamelessly touching yourself.
You were frustrated.
You were ovulating.
You were horny.
But as you insert a finger into your tight wet hole, you surprise yourself as you moan out your husband’s name. Was that just pure reflex?
You close your eyes as you try to focus on your imagination, imagining your husband thrusting his cock into your pussy as you lay underneath to admire his form. He was indeed a Kuchiki with his handsome features and a body well-trained for a warrior. You were very familiar with his body as you helped dress him in the morning and the evening, fulfilling your role as his wife.
But you wished for more.
And you wished for your fingers to go deeper.
You slowly roll over onto your knees and bury your face into the pillow. You snake your hand under and between your legs and insert two fingers back into your wet spread open pussy. Pumping them in and out, you continue with your lewd imagination as you picture your husband pounding you in this position. You feel your body shaking and your knees weaken. You are so close.
The door to your shared room opens as Byakuya’s name just rolls off your tongue.
He is frozen in sight.
Your knees buckle and you collapse onto the pillow with your face red as a beet. You quickly curl up into a ball to hide your shameful deed and your flushed naked body.
You steal a glance from the corner of your eyes and notice a slight twitch in his brow as he tries to collect his composure. He closes his eyes and begins to take off his scarf and his Captain Haori. Setting it aside on a chair, he steps forward.
“I apologize I have been neglecting my role as a husband”, he calmly says as he finally locks eyes with you. There were no emotions in his words and it felt like he was simply reciting what was expected from him.
He sits on the bed next to you and extends out his hand for you to take.
“No it’s ok. You don’t have to worry about me”. It was obvious this man had no feelings for you and you rather not get him involved in your lustful needs.
There was a quick shift in the mattress and you suddenly find him sitting towards your feet. He grabs one of your ankles to straighten you out and spread you open.
You lay on your back with your body slowly unravelling. Although your body is begging for your husband’s touch, you resist
“I can do it myself”, you protest.
“Silence. We have guests arriving soon. So it is best we finish this off quickly”, he insists as his hand travels down your pelvis. His eyes never wandered as they were locked onto yours. He never gave in to the temptation to visually enjoy what lay beneath him. Whether that was just strong willpower or he simply had no interest, it was a stab at your ego.
You try not to squirm as you feel his beautiful elegant long fingers find your wet folds. There is enough fluid to allow for a smooth entrance as you feel his two fingers easily slip into your tight hole. His fingers feel hot as he begins to thrust them in and out. He is quick with his movements and you realize he is ready to get this over with. Desperately trying to hide your moans as you worry what would come out of your dirty mouth. You did not want to offend your husband.
He is still staring into your eyes and it did make you self-conscious. It has been well over a few minutes and you could not get yourself to relax. You are too tense and your mind is racing. Your observant husband seems to have picked up on those cues.
Your body suddenly jolts as he presses his thumb up against your clit. He expertly begins to massage and roll your clit under his thumb while continuously thrusting his two fingers of the same hand. He never breaks eye contact. As uncomfortable as you felt, you finally start to feel your body relax and melt into his touch. You still refuse to relax your jaw and open your mouth. The familiar feeling returns and you could feel yourself getting close to your release. A few more thrusts with his long fingers and you completely cave into pleasure. You bite your bottom lip as your body trembles from the excitement and you climax in front of your husband. But you refused to produce any audible sound.
You let out a sigh of relief as you finally ground yourself once the last wave of convulsions passes. You slowly sit up and notice him waiting at the doorway.
“Our guest is here. Quickly dress up and present yourself outside”, he orders but this time he is not looking at you. He has his back against you as he proceeds to open the door and wait for you outside.
He was unfazed. It seems you had no effect on his mind or body. It was disappointing but perhaps that’s just how this relationship will work.
As you get dressed, you notice he left his Captain Haori and his scarf behind. Based on your analysis you could assume the guest was probably a close friend or relative that allowed for his casual appearance.
You follow behind your husband as he leads you to the garden. A table is set up for your arrival and you notice someone already seated and patiently waiting.
“Not like you to keep me waiting”, Yoruichi smirks as she tries to picture the two of you just being intimate.
Your blush gave it away but Byakuya kept his cool composure. You briefly understood their relationship and respected the woman who sat in front of you.
As you approach the opposite side of the table, Yoruichi patted the chair beside her.
“Oh sit beside me! I want to share some embarrassing stories of little Byakuya with you”, she winks.
You smile as you walk around the small table and take a seat next to her while Byakuya takes a seat across the table.
The tea was already poured and served. Your mouth is very dry and so you take a sip to quench your thirst.
“Tasty right? It’s Byakuya's favourite blend”, Yoruichi says as she takes a sip for herself.
You didn’t understand what was happening. Maybe it was Yoruichi’s way of hinting out Byakuya’s likes and dislikes to help bring you two closer. Was it that obvious that the two of you hadn’t consummated your marriage?
An hour has gone by. Byakuya had been humiliated enough but he just kept his calm and stoic expression while enjoying his favorite tea. He wasn’t going to let a gossiping lady ruin his mood.
“Well, I’m off. I’m sure you two have a busy night ahead”, were her final words as she set off for some evening shenanigans.
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Evening fell and you were following behind Byakuya to lay down for the night. As you enter the bedroom you notice the sheets are still a mess and you blush as you are reminded of your embarrassment. You walk over to the bed to fix up the wrinkled bed sheets as if that would erase the memories of what had unfolded.
Byakuya just closes his eyes and quietly places his Zanpakuto at its proper resting place. You grab his evening Kimono and begin to help him dress. Slowly pulling off the top half of his Shihakushō you got a glimpse of his lean physique. No wonder you had fantasized about him when you were masturbating earlier. You lean down to help him with his pants but you suddenly feel a tight grip on your wrist. Looking up, you notice a bit of anger in his eyes. He wasn’t much to show emotions and he was definitely hard to read with his monotonous personality. But you could tell he was upset.
“I can do it myself”, he snaps at you all of a sudden.
Huh?
You back away without a word as you were taken back from his odd behaviour. Never had you seen him lose his composure. Perhaps Yoruichi’s subtle insults got to him? Shrugging it off and not reading too much into it was the best course of action.
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You couldn’t sleep. Your brain was racing and you suddenly felt hot. It felt like your body was next to a furnace although the room was generally cooler at night. The source of heat was coming from your husband as he lay there motionless and pretending to be asleep. His breathing was slightly off so you slowly sat up to check on him.
A gasp escapes your lips when you find his flushed red face dripping in sweat. He is lying on his back and even his clothes are drenched. You grab hold of the warm blankets and yank it off him.
“What do you think you are doing”, he asks as he tries to sit up.
“Lord Byakuya you have a fever!”, you explain.
“I do not have a fever”, he argues and tries to grab the blankets.
When it came to someone’s health and well-being, you were annoyingly stubborn. You push the blankets off the bed and out of his reach.
“Why must you make a fuss?” His long hair was stuck to his forehead and neck. He looked uncomfortable, vulnerable and helpless.
You quickly leave the room to grab some water and a washcloth. You come back and surprisingly he is still sitting on the bed, looking pale and disturbed.
“This is unnecessary. It will be easy if I take a bath”, he refuses your help and tries to pull away as you approach him with a wet washcloth.
Ignoring his plea, you straddled his lap so he wouldn’t escape and began cleaning his forehead, neck and chest.
“Get off me”, he ordered while narrowing his eyes at you.
“Nah”, you persist as you continue to wipe his hot pale skin.
“Get off!”, he snapped while pushing you off him. Clearly, something was bothering him because you had never seen this man so agitated before.
You pause for a second and notice something hard pressing up against your thighs. The blush on your face made him realize that you were aware of his problem.
“I told you I don’t have a fever. The trickster feline added some aphrodisiac in my tea earlier today”, he explains.
“You make it sound like she has done this before”.
“And you think I would be wise enough by now not to trust her”. He sighs while holding his forehead.
You pull yourself off his lap and slowly begin to peel off his clothes.
“What are you doing now!”, he tries to grab your arm again.
“Let me help you! I’m your wife”
“Again with the unnecessary -“
You quickly place your index finger on his lips to shut him up. “You helped me earlier today. So please lay back.” To say you were excited was an understatement. Although it came at the expense of his health, you would finally be able to have sex with your husband. And the fact he didn’t fight back anymore was more than enough of an invitation for you to proceed.
There he sat fully stripped of his dignity. His flushed skin glistened with his night sweats and the true source of his problem stood erect in front of you.
You try to ignore that for now as cooling off his body was a priority. You continue to wipe the upper half of his body, careful not to disturb his lower half. He just sat there motionless with his eyes closed while trying to enjoy the feeling of a cool damp cloth dragged across his hot skin. He hated to admit the instant relief it provided.
But his erection never came down. The drug was still in his system and you knew that he would never give up his pride and ask for help. So like everything else you had done so far, you took it upon yourself to help him.
Byakuya’s eyes shot wide open when he feels your hand wrap around the base of his cock. He quickly covers his mouth as a moan of relief and pleasure escapes his lips. You want to smirk so bad but you bite your bottom lip and decide to not hurt his pride this one time. He was helpless. But his moans were irresistible and cute!
Surprisingly he didn’t pull away. He just sits there and allows you to serve him as you see fit. If only you knew how much discomfort he was in. You massage his length with a loosely formed fist and after a few strokes, you notice a warm liquid ooze out of his slit. Precum trickles down and coats his length, taking away any uncomfortable friction from your dry hands. The pressure was building in the pit of his stomach. He bit the back of his hand as he tried to suppress his moans.
“Please my lord. Don’t hold back”, you whisper as you push his hand away from his face.
But he was stubborn and refused to make another embarrassing sound.
You grin as you lean your head forward and before Byakuya can stop you, you quickly engulf his weeping head into your mouth. And you are rewarded with that moan he tried so desperately to hide. You suck on his head as if it was a rare exotic treat and get a strong taste of his arousal as more precum pools into your mouth. You bravely made an attempt to take his entire length into your mouth but failed mid-way. You try to pull him out of your mouth to readjust and try again but feel his hand press against the back of your head and push you further down. You gag as he forces you down on his length, pushing your face deep into his crotch. Your eyes are watery and your throat closes down on his length. Although you can’t see, you can hear a low groan escape his lips and your mouth is soon filled with his warm creamy release.
He keeps your head forcefully locked down on his cock and slowly pulls on your hair to bring you up.
You cough as your mouth is free and drool and cum trickle down the side of your lips. He tugs on your hair and tilts your head backwards to look you directly in the eyes.
“I can’t hold back any longer. Are you prepared for tonight?”, he asked, his eyes no longer filled with hesitation or reservation. His pupils were dark, dilated and full of lust.
You couldn’t produce an audible sound as your throat was still sore. You just give him a nod of approval.
He didn’t say another word. Instead he grabbed your arm and threw you on the bed on your back. His cock was twitching and hard. His recent orgasm did not help. In fact, it made his problem worse. His cock was on fire and the only way to soothe the flames was to bury it deep inside you.
Although you were a virgin, you had played with yourself plenty often to be loose enough for him. Or so you thought. You quickly help him get rid of your own clothes and toss them in a pile next to the bed.
He pins you back down and grabs hold of both your legs and pulls them apart. He aligns the tip of his cock up against your wet begging pussy. No prep? He had no patience or time for prep. This was a dire situation and you just hope you were wet enough so it didn’t hurt.
You close your eyes and bite down on your bottom lip as you wait for his first thrust. You can feel the hot tip of his cock resting and teasing your folds. Your heart is ready to jump out of your chest as you dreadfully wait in anticipation.
But nothing happens. You open one eye and notice his internal struggle to regain some self-control. He was waiting for you to relax. Without a thought, you reach for his face and cup the side of his burning cheek. “Don’t worry about me. I’ll be ok”, you whisper as you try to relax your lower half.
He is clearly uncomfortable and with your permission, he finally proceeds. It was quick but not as painful as you expected. You feel a sting and burn with the initial few thrusts but eventually numbness and pleasure takes over.
It finally happened!
His thrusts aren’t as graceful as his prestigious stuck-up persona but you can blame the drug for that. He starts off rough as he pounds into your tight pussy, your moans adding fuel to his desires.
As you are getting used to his size and rhythm, he quickly turns the tables on you. You gasp as you suddenly feel your body get pinned and pushed further into the soft bedding. You eventually find yourself folded over with your legs next to your ears and his entire body sitting on top of you. Although your spine will hate you later, he is going deeper and hitting unexplored regions. You tremble in deep satisfaction as his cock finally discovers the soft sensitive spot buried deep inside those pink folds. He studies your reaction and continues to pound himself at that particular angle.
“Byaaaak…ahhh…uyaaa”. Your moans are incoherent and you start to spew out strings of nonsense as you get closer to your release. He feels your pulsating soft walls clench and pull on his invading shaft. Your body stiffens and convulses as you ride each wave of your orgasm. He continues to hammer away deep inside, causing your body to jolt from being overstimulated. You feel his warm release fill you up but that does not stop him.
You hear sloppy wet sounds coming from your stuffed-up wet pussy as he thrusts into your cum filled hole. He never once lost momentum even after his orgasm. Your face is as red as his and your back is starting to ache. You think you can handle it. You think you can hold off for a few minutes. But your back is ready to split in half.
“Please change positions”, you finally beg with tears in your eyes.
He quickly pauses and looks down at your messy pathetic appearance. He slowly pulls out from you and helps you sit up.
“My apologies. I got carried away”, he sighed in embarrassment.
The last thing you want is for him to have any regrets. You grab his hand and give the back of it a kiss. “I never said stop. I asked to change positions, my lord”.
“Yes of course”. He felt some relief in his lower half but he still had a long night ahead before the drug wore off.
“How would you like me?”, you ask as you get back on your knees.
Byakuya reaches with his hand to cup your chin. He leans forward and gives you a very overdue kiss on your sweet lips. You are obviously taken aback by his sudden affectionate behaviour and probably blame the drug. But it didn’t matter. You quickly take the chance and wrap your arms around his neck and pull him further into a more passionate kiss. He slips his tongue into your mouth and you feel a shiver down your spine. You reciprocate by forcing your own tongue against his and feel the two muscles intertwine.
He pulls away from the kiss and you swear you just saw a smile on his face. You push away his dark hair out of his face and sure enough he is smiling. His smile turns into a soft chuckle.
“Lord Byakuya? Entertain me?”, you ask.
“My wife. I have neglected not just your needs but also my own. I was a fool to think I could suppress my desires for this long”, he explained.
“But it’s the drug doing this to you”, you remind him. Although it was a painful reminder that tomorrow everything will be back to normal.
“Perhaps”, he pauses for a second as he studies your face. He grabs your hand and places it on his chest. “But the drug doesn’t have any effect on my heart”.
Your eyes are wide in shock. His heart is racing and you look up at his flushed face. His face was not red because of the drug. He was genuinely infatuated by you.
“Since when?”, you ask.
“Oh, this afternoon when I walked into my dear wife doing indecent things to herself. It took all my strength to bring it down before we went out for tea”.
That was before he was drugged! Your heart skips a beat and you are suddenly love-struck and ecstatic. You had no idea you had such an effect on him. You did understand his hesitation to open up due to conflicted feelings and a sense of betrayal to his late wife. But that was not your problem. You were greedy and you wanted him to think about no one but you.
“Now the night is still young. Enough talking and turn around”, He orders while returning your attention back to his current problem. The uncomfortable pressure was starting to build back up again.
You chuckle and turn around on all fours. He positions himself behind you and quickly thrusts his cock back into your pussy to alleviate some of the discomfort.
“I should warn you the last time that woman played a similar trick on me, I came 6 times before I had some relief. And that was just with my hands”, he whispered into your ears.
6 times?
You smirk and turn your head to the side to kiss him on the lips as he thrusts into you from behind. “Let’s break the record tonight, shall we?”, you whisper back.