see you tomorrow | ukitake jushiro x black reader

part two| here to stay

Within a matter of minutes, short, calm breaths turned to hard, heated panting. Nothing in your prescription said anything about making out with your patient, yet there you were. Albeit, said patient didn't seem to mind at all.

It took you a while to realize that you no longer felt the wetness of ointment while fingers slipped down the hard ridges of his abdomen. Pulling away hastily, you stared down at Jushiro and panted. "Shit," you cursed, cheeks a deep red.

Mimicking your breathing, Jushiro held onto your arm and chuckled lightly. "I think I'm a lot better now." While you wanted to deny him, feeling his trained body underneath your hands hardly convinced you otherwise. You wanted Jushiro; that much was undeniable.

"Should we... really be doing this?" you asked quietly, lip tucked between your teeth. The white haired man beneath you looked off to the side with a heavy blush spreading down his neck. "It's all up to you, but I think things are decided for me."

Your eyes drifted downwards and butterflies erupted in your stomach. Jushiro was about eight inches into that decision and very sure of it. "Fuck, Ju... I hope you can handle it," you whispered.

You've never swallowed your words any faster. The same man who was coughing his lungs up just minutes ago lifted you like a piece of paper and placed you onto his lap. "I can say the same to you, dove..."

Strong, pale arms hugged your waist gently while all you could only submit—for the moment, at least. Jushiro's lips fluttered across your neck, nipping gently here and there. Something so tame already rendered you to a shuddering mess. "You can take it off...," he breathed against your skin.

Not a moment's hesitation passed by before you slipped the fabric off of his shoulders, leaving his torso completely bare. As he explored you with his lips, your hands went on their own expedition. Your mental map of Jushiro's body all came rushing back. You loved to linger on his sides as he'd make the smallest, satisfying noises every now and then. Despite the years that went by, you remembered every bump, dip, and curve. Apparently, Jushiro still had a key to your entire city, as well.

Only when you felt the feeling of flesh against your own did you realize Jushiro stripped your upper half naked. "I missed this...," he whispered, a warm hand cupping your breast. You sighed softly. "Oh, I know, love..." Slowly, your fingers trailed down tufts of hair leading to one destination. You moved to undo the captain's obi, pulling it loose as Jushiro kissed the warm flesh in his hand.

"Don't tease me right now," you halfheartedly bit out. Jushiro just looked up at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Me, tease? You've got it all wrong," he coyly answered.

"Oh, really?" You pushed the loosened yakuta aside and went straight for the dick poking at your abdomen. Wrapping your fingers around his erection, you relished in the sharp inhale from Jushiro. You leaned in close, whispering, "Go ahead... Keep playing with me..."

Jushiro immediately found himself fondling your chest, lips sucking on your perky nipple. You grinned down at the man and slowly stroked his dick just to get a moan from him despite its being muffled. His sensitivity just made you want to toy with him all day. "There you go... Now undress me..." Expectedly, he obeyed your words. Nimble fingers worked away at your own obi with determination. He stripped you of everything in his way, leaving you naked and shivering under his touch.

As you teased his tip with your thumb, you whispered, "You want me to suck your dick, don't you?... Go on, lie back..." Your walls quivered as those brown eyes stared up at you. It looked like he had something else in mind. Jushiro pulled away with a final kiss to your shoulder, humming. "I would love that, but I owe you..."

Before you could even muster a response, your back pressed flat against the tatami mats. With Jushiro settled between your thighs, you felt heat spread from your face to chest. You hated receiving head, and he knew why. "Don't look at me like that," he laughed, noticing a slight scowl on your face. "Shut up," you grumbled and buried you hands in his hair. "If you're gonna eat me out, then do it..."