(Uninhabited Island)
The hybrid Soul Reaper, Ichigo Kurosaki, and the empire general, Esdeath Partas, were alone on an uninhabited island. Teleported there by an unknown party with the power of a Teigu, leaving them as the sole humans on the island. Though initially confused, they remained calm and set about determining their location before trying to find a way home. Though, for the general, this was also a blessing in disguise. A chance for her to claim the Shinigami as her's.
She desired a romantic partner, craved one that could match her standards, and then Ichigo appeared out of the blue. A god of death descended from the heavens that not only met her standards, but exceeded them. He bested her in combat and proved too fast and elusive to actively hunt without holding people hostage, a tactic that he promised would end in her death if she attempted to repeat it. She took everything she ever wanted, usually by force, now here was something that was out of her reach and she wasn't strong enough to take it. But she wasn't a general on sheer power alone and it was time for a new strategy.
During their time investigating, she shed off her shirt and revealed her ample bosom and snow white skin. She knew she had sex appeal and beauty that many men admired and more women desired, she saw it in their gazes before they learned to fear her as the hunter she was, but she never needed to use that shallow appeal even once before in her life. Now she intended to use every ounce of that sexiness to tame the man with her, to make him hers. She thought it would be a matter of time for him to take and ravage her, but he never did. As if her sex appeal meant nothing to him. Then he asked her a question that threw her off guard.
"Why did you want to fall in love?" It surprised her, she figured it was her curiosity but the more time she thought on it the more she wondered why. She explained her initial reasoning, why she became drawn to him, she was being honest, and then he asked her this. "What are willing to do to make it work?" What was she willing to do? She was willing to do pretty much all the things she normally did, torture, murder, that she could care for people he'd declare under his protection, but none of that could influence him. Her only offering to him was her loyalty and he had yet to make her his own soldier completely. He asked if she was willing to abandon the things she had in life, the empire would be easy to leave, her hobby of torture was almost unthinkable for her, all if she wanted him instead. He didn't give her a chance, he explained her instinct drove her to him and that love was different but he would teach her. After doing one thing.
"And what is that?" She asked, feeling herself get hot. Right now she could tell that the man before her was an apex predator, and he was going to take what he desired. He reached her and cupped her cheek.
"I will make you mine." He growled before pulling her in for a kiss and the general felt her body submit. It was light and gentle, but his hold was firm, keeping her at his control. She couldn't even resist, nor did she think she wanted to, when he lightly dragged his tongue across her lips and drive it into her mouth when she gasped. She let herself become lost in it as Ichigo explored her oral cavity, massaging her with his tongue and lightly nibbling on her lips as he dominated the liplock. She tensed and leaned closer to him as he lightly brushed his fingers down her cheek to her lower back, pulling her into him in the end.
'Is this what intimacy is like?' She wondered with what remained of her rational thought. 'I like it!' She tried to match Ichigo's lips movements with her own, quickly learning but still inexperienced compared to the Soul Reaper. She moaned in delight when his hands suddenly found their way to her breasts, massaging her firm tits through her cloth brassier and making her feel jolts of electricity coursing through her body. "AH!" She gasped as Ichigo left her mouth to nip and suck on her neck. "I... I will not be idle!" She promised as she forced her hand down to his groin, feeling his throbbing erection. "I should be able to handle this much." She began rubbing his cock through his pants, enough to feel the heat from it, and then fished around for an opening to dive her hand into and grip him directly.
"Are you ready yet?" Ichigo growled in her ear, snaking his hand around her skirt to touch her womanhood, blocked only by her moist panties. "You certainly seem to be." With experienced skill, he slipped her underwear aside and slipped a finger into her moist depths. Having never had the interest in exploring her sex and pleasure beyond torture and battle, she couldn't hold in her moans at the intrusion of his digit. Her moist walls clung to his finger as he slowly explored her depths, Esdeath singing a chorus of moans and gasps as he played her like an instrument. She pushed his head away from her neck and slammed her lips against his, restarting their battle of tongues which she was happy to lose again.
"Wait! I'm-!" She tried to say as the pressure in her core continued to build with Ichigo's ministrations, only to finally explode as his thumb pressed against her clitoris. She felt herself burst as her juices squirted onto his hand. He slowly pulled back before picking her up in a bridal carry, noting that she was still sensitive from her first orgasm.
"Let's get out of the sun." He said, carrying her back into the shade of the tropical trees deeper on the shore. Once he did, he gently lowered her down to a soft patch of grass and would wait for her to recover. He forgot that Esdeath was not one to stay down and admit defeat and was pushed onto his back suddenly, with the general pulling his hard cock free.
"I at least know about this much." She said, instantly wrapping her lips around his meat stick. Not the first dick she's ever seen, certainly the most impressive, but the first time she tried to give pleasure instead of pain. She went too far down on him and began coughing as her gag reflex kicked in. "Maybe not as much as I thought."
"It takes time and training to do what you tried." Ichigo explained, thinking back to how Tatsuki almost choked when she tried deep-throating him the first time. "For now, treat it like your usual torture sessions. Only this time, look for what creates the most pleasure instead of the most pain." She nodded in understanding and went back down on him again, licking along the shaft and paying attention to his reactions. 'Damn, it has been too long.' He thought as Esdeath proved herself a quick study, sucking like a vacuum while moving her tongue like her saber around his dick and jerking him off with just enough slack to slide her hand on his shaft. Ichigo held out as long as he could, basking in the intimate pleasure that he's been without for months, as the pressure built in his balls. "Esdeath!"
"Yes?" She pulled off and asked, the sudden chill from the breeze on his wet cock causing him to shoot out his release. On reflex, Esdeath froze the white hot substance as it flew toward her face. The rest of it began hitting the ice shield and dripped onto her hand. "Oh, you're releasing your seed." She said, idling licking some of the sample from her ice. "Pretty bitter and salty."
"I haven't found any pineapples, or substitute thereof, in this world." Ichigo explained, getting a confused look from Esdeath. "Nevermind." He sighed before pushing her down and getting on top, instantly aligning his cock with her dripping hole. "Are you ready?" He asked, getting her to blush as she realized that what she wanted was about to happen, to an extent. She smiled and spread her legs wider.
"Come to me, my mate." She said just before he slowly drove himself into her, gently easing through her hymen to cause the least amount of distress on his partner. A gentle missionary position. There was still pain, stretching her sensitive hole open for the first time, as Ichigo sheathed himself into the general. Ichigo was going to wait for her to adjust to his girth, but Esdeath did not share the same patience as she began moving her hips to incite more pleasure. Having the green light, Ichigo began to thrust into her slowly and sensually. The intention was to teach her what lovemaking was like; to convey passion, emotion, and desire through the most tender of touches, before taking her like he was sure she would demand of him.
"What do you think about it so far?" He asked, feeling his dick press against her cervix every few thrusts while she just moaned in delight.
"It's certainly nice." Esdeath admitted before wrapping her arms and legs around him. "But I thought you meant to make me submit. I don't think I will like this." Ichigo nodded in agreement, lightly kissing her on the lips. He then pulled himself free of her hands and turned her on her side, lifting her left leg up and against his chest. "Are you done being gentle?" She sarcastically asked before getting her answer, Ichigo rapidly pounding away at her insides. She was at his lustful mercy as he released all of his pent up sexual desire on the ice master, pressing against the entrance of her womb no matter the angle. They went from her being on her side with a leg against his chest, to her lying flat on her stomach while he laid on top of her, to pulling her ass into the air, all while he continued to thrust into her with reckless abandon. The general felt her mind lose its rational, becoming foggy without only the thought of his cock being inside her, and knew that Ichigo had achieved his goal. She belonged to him now. The one who had dominated others was now dominated herself.
"Cumming!" Ichigo grunted out as he blew his load inside, flooding her womb with so much of his seed that it gushed out around his cock. He pulled out with a messy pop with a river of cum pouring out of her abused hole.
'I'm pregnant.' Esdeath thought as rationality slowly returned to her mind. 'This much seed, that feeling in my womb, I have to be pregnant.' She felt her hand float to her womb, feeling the warmth of his release. 'I'll have to retire... restart the Partas clan. But... I'm fine.'
'Still not as much as that orgy with the girls before I left.' Ichigo thought as he surveyed his work. 'Maybe as much as that foursome with Rangiku and her Reigai copies. Thank god Urahara made me sterile. Still not ready for kids. After the war. Then definitely.' "Let's get ourselves cleaned up. It wouldn't be right to return to the Empire reeking of sex." He said, leaving Esdeath to recover while he went to find a place to bathe.
(Illustrated Guide to Ichigo's Harem)
They Know
Throughout the prime world, within Soul Society, and the deserts of Hueco Mundo, Ichigo's various girlfriends and bride were taking care of their own personal urges. Some helping each other like Rukia and Rangiku, Neliel and Harribel, while some had to deal with the problem alone, like Senna, Tatsuki, and Orihime. Most weren't aware of why they suddenly felt so horny, except for one orange airhead.
"I bet Ichigo got himself another girlfriend." Orihime said, using the hilt of her Masamune as a dildo.
'I feel so dirty.' The sword spirit cringed as he was plunged inside her weeping fuckhole.