(The Reception)
Ichigo watched the party go from civil to chaos in minutes. Started nice at first, then people started drinking. Ichigo was calmly sitting on the side, staying away from the chaos, as a brawl erupted among the eleventh. That was until one of them accidentally punched him, leading to a one sided beat down of nearly the whole squad. Now he held some ice on his rapidly healing eye as he watched the chaos.
"Your marriage to Rukia will be a much more civil affair, I assure you." He heard Byakuya say as the noble sat next to the hybrid. "It's nice to see you behaving yourself Ichigo Kurosaki."
"Aside from that brawl with Zaraki's squad." Ichigo responded, finally healed from that affair. "I just didn't want to get too involved in this madness." Ichigo then noticed his fiancee, along with his other girlfriends, drinking together. "Shouldn't you try to stop that?" He asked his future brother. Byakuya shook his head as he pointed out a more worrying and bizarre sight, the Kuchiki elders partying and laughing like fools. A drinking contest between the Shiba and Kuchiki leaders. "What the hell?"
"I'll explain," Byakuya groaned, "for you and many others, this is a wedding celebration. For everyone else, they might die so why not lose themselves." He then pulled out his own jug of sake and started chugging before passing it to Ichigo.
"Thanks." The hybrid said as he took some of the burning liquor. "Hard to believe there's a war on the horizon." Then he heard Hisagi say about about Rangiku's breasts that irked him for some reason. After punching the man he was tackled to the ground by a few inebriated ladies.
"Hey Ichigo!" Tatsuki slurred shouted, face flushed and eyes unfocused from the alcohol. "Why haven't you been doing the sex with me and Orihime?" She demanded, mortifying Ichigo.
"Yeah I want to see what's coming for me later!" Rukia responded, equally drunk.
"Woohoo! Get it off!" Rangiku shouted, just as... actually with her it was hard to tell. Nevertheless, they began to strip the strawberry.
"Byakuya! Help me!" Ichigo yelled out, struggling to keep his clothes on.
"Very well." The noble said as he downed the rest of the jug. "The mansion is currently empty, try not to break anything." He said before abandoning his future brother.
"Byakuya!" Ichigo yelled one last time as he was dragged away.
(Kuchiki Manor)
After the girls got him to the Kuchiki house, somehow, they didn't waste time as Tatsuki pulled his pants down. The hybrid fell to the and tried to cover himself before someone tied his arms with a kido spell. This led to some suspicions that one of them wasn't as drunk as she went on. Not currently on his focus because this was not a situation he normally approved of. They finally settled into a steady position, Ichigo's head was in Rangiku's lap and being smothered by her large breasts, Tatsuki and Rukia were in front of his manhood, their breath tickling his hardening rod.
"It's been a while since I last got to see this." Tatsuki said, almost hungrily.
'Can this really fit inside me?' Rukia thought as Ichigo's scent flooded her nostrils. Tatsuki spat on her hand and began stroking Ichigo's cock.
"Time to enjoy this strawberry sucker." She said before sticking it into her mouth and began sucking. Ichigo groaned in pleasure, feeling a pleasure he was denied because of work and fear of his mother. Tatsuki moaned in delight, savoring her lover's flavor as her tongue danced around the meat rod. Rangiku freed her tits from there confines and returned to smothering Ichigo with them, moaning as he slowly began to give in to his desires and gingerly suck on her hardening buds. Rukia watched Tatsuki in amazement, feeling desire build up in her as well. Tatsuki noticed this and drove herself down to the base of Ichigo's cock, deep throating her man and slowly pulling back with a loud pop. "Want a taste?" She teased Rukia, who slowly nodded.
"Yes please." She whispered softly, gingerly licking the length of her fiance flesh blade. Her mind slowly lost itself as she became intoxicated with his scent and flavor. He clumsy tongue movements had their own charm and effect on the hybrid as the pent up pressure he had was slowly beginning to weaken. Tatsuki, already giving in to her desires, dipped her fingers into Rukia's soaking core while she ground her's on Ichigo's leg. Ichigo continued to preoccupy himself with the large pillowy breasts on his face, tenderizing Matsumoto's nipples with his teeth and eliciting moans from the woman. What finally broke the dam when was Tatsuki drove Rukia's head down on his cock while she massaged his balls, making him blow his load down the snow bunny's throat and nearly choking her while her knot of pleasure came undone. Ichigo's hand went to Tatsuki's honeypot and gave her nub a pinch with a small twist and a small manipulation of kido to increase the effect a good tenfold. Soon he pried himself free, made sure they were all okay, and scanned the room.
"I swear," He groaned, "next time I have any sex, everyone will be consenting and SOBER!" He growled, not happy that this happened again. "Speaking of sober." He said as his vision rested on the most experienced drinker among them. Knowing she was caught, she gave him her best puppy eyes.
"I thought you'd like a little relief." She said, knowing he wasn't as immune to that charm as her captain. He was a good second though. He had her over his knee as he pulled her hakama pants down and gave her bare ass multiple hard slaps, making her yelp in pain several times. "Owie~." She whined, twitching from the punishment Ichigo gave her.
"I wonder what happened to Uryu." He said, remembering how Nemu dragged him away.
(Squad 12 Research lab)
Uryu angrily stormed out of the research building, dressing himself in his Quincy/Shinigami robes. Behind him was an annoyed Mayuri yelling after the Quincy.
"Come on!" He yelled. "You're interested in her! I even set the mood this time!" But Uryu ignored him and disappeared into the night. Mayuri turned to his daughter, who was tied in leather bondage, exposing and emphasizing her more erogenous features, with cat ears and a ball gag in her mouth. Her expression was as neutral as ever. "Maybe we should've gathered data about what he was into before trying this." Nemu spoke in muffled tones through her gag. "No, I don't think he's into that." She muffled suggested something else. "I might as well. I have better things to do than procure a sample of that nature." Again she mumbled something that Mayuri somehow understood. "I'm not worried about that. You don't have eggs."