(Squad 1 Training Grounds)
"Again." Ichigo ordered to a panting Senna, wielding her Mirokumaru staff. After the Winter War, and feeling like dead weight, she asked Ichigo to help her train with her Zanpakuto. She held up her staff and summoned a whirlwind, aiming it at Ichigo. He sidestepped, feeling the rush of the spinning air, but was undeterred as he walked towards Senna. She tried to catch him in her tornado, but the spiral of air always seemed to lag behind just a bit. Within moments, Ichigo got in arms' length of her and she switched to her electrified staff. Going about as well as one would expect, Ichigo soon pushed Senn to the ground. "Well, the good news is that I'm seeing some improvement. If you can create multiple tornadoes, that would do wonders. Till then, work with Ikkaku on your staff work. Hit the showers Senna." He ordered before walking away.
"Thanks for the help LT!" She shouted after getting back to her feet. She then put on a more devious smile and quietly followed Ichigo.
(Squad 1 Bathing Area)
'So glad that Sensei let this part of the barracks get modernized.' Ichigo thought as he went into a shower stall. Genryusai was quite old fashioned, and it took Kisuke and him forever to convince the old man to allow showers instead of baths. He did not strip off his binding clothes beyond his Haori, mainly out of concern for anyone around him, so he now had to wash each part of his body one by one. He was about to undo the binding on his wrists and roll up the sleeves when a pair of arms wrapped around his waist.
"Ichigo~." He recognized Senna's voice as one hand felt up his torso while the other rubbed his groin. "Do I get a reward for a good job in training?" She asked so innocently while fumbling with his zipper. "Pretty please?"
"I think you've been spending too much time around Rangiku." Ichigo returned as she finally freed his cock, but her movements became much slower and hesitant, almost scared of his dick. It took him a second before remembering that this was Senna first time with any of this. That she barely had a year's worth of actual life experience. Silently, Ichigo turned on the shower before turning and grabbing Senna and pressing her against the wall. Immediately he gave her a deep kiss, being sure to massage her tongue with his with the occasional sucking until he felt her relax. When he did, he pulled away to see Senna's face as red as it could get with a dazed look. "Better?"
"I should've done that more often." She said before snapping clear again. Ichigo took that time to have an appreciative examination of Senna's nude glory. A slim waist, taut stomach, breasts that were a nice handful, and nice bubble butt when he pulled her closer to him.
"Senna, you don't have to do this if you don't want to." He assured her, only to have her grab his hand and bring it to her crotch.
"But I do want this Ichigo!" She told him. "I want to make as many good memories as I can. You've already done this with your other girlfriends, and I want it too!" Ichigo then noticed that some of the wetness he felt was not from the shower water, but from Senna herself. "I just... I don't want to be forgotten or miss out on good memories." She said, admitting her old fear to him and getting another warm hug in response.
"My only bad memory of you was when you died." Ichigo told her, getting a return hug from the girl. "And don't worry Senna. I promise you won't miss a thing." She sank into his embrace and stayed like that for a few seconds. When she pulled away, she had a look of determination as she put her hands against the wall, bent over, and spread her legs. Ichigo, understanding that determination, got behind and put his cock right in front of her pussy entrance. "Last chance to ba-" He tried to offer before Senna pushed against him and took in his entire dick. Ichigo grunted in pleasure while Senna screamed... in delight and began moving her hips quickly.
'It doesn't hurt.' She thought as bounced away, Ichigo soon grabbing her hips and joining in. 'The others always said it would hurt, but it doesn't. It just feels good!' She was in ecstasy, getting wrapped up in his arms as he began to fuck her faster and faster. 'Almost like my pussy was made for him! ...Which is actually a possibility, isn't it?' She managed to think before throwing her thoughts to the wind. She turned her head and Ichigo captured her lips in another kiss as he continued to plow away at his lover.
"Gonna cum!" He warned as he sped up his thrusting. He was about to blow when Senna pushed herself off of him and dropped to her knees, trying to catch her breath. Ichigo managed to hold on to enough control that he didn't force himself on her or to stroke himself off. After a few moments to catch her breath, she turned and shoved his cock down her throat, sucking him off while fingering herself to finish. She got her desired result and soon her mouth was filled with Ichigo's cum, which she began to cough out.
"That was too early to try." She said after settling her breathing down.
"One of the good things about some bad memories is that they can help you prevent a bad mistake from repeating itself." Ichigo said, being able to stay composed. Senna nodded in agreement before grabbing a bar of soap and lathering herself up. "What are you doing?" He asked as she wore her pixie smile again.
"You still need to clean up!" She responded. "Now let's get started." She pulled up his shirt and began to rub her soapy body against him. "I'll get every nook and cranny." She promised. They soon needed to rewash themselves repeatedly until they ran out of hot water.