"what in the seven hells is that?" You mutter in disbelief at the strange machine Shuhei was circling, huge grin plastered over his handsome face. The unusual contraption was comprised of shiny metal and black leather, sat atop two very large black wheels. You've never seen anything like it in soul society before
"A motorbike" he caught your eye, his own shining with child like glee you hadn't seen there in so long. The "motorbike" was huge, black leather seat and polished chrome pipes up the sides. The handle bars were up high, spread wide as the metal gleamed in the sun light.
You joined him in admiring the unusual machinery, the polished curves, the large round wheels looking midnight black against the white stone floor. "How did you even get it here?" You asked bemused, watching guilt flash over his handsome face. His cheeks flushed a brilliant red, fingers raking through his jet black hair as he opened and closed his mouth, searching for a suitable explanation
"on second thoughts, I don't wanna know" you chuckle. Clearly he had obtained the large motorbike under less than ideal circumstances, being kept in the dark seemed like the safer option for you.
"it's for the best, the less you know.." he trailed off with a half hearted shoulder shrug. His eyes were glued to the bike, strong hand smoothing over the leather appreciatively. You watched as he threw his leg over the machine, straddling the bike between his strong thighs. His hands trailed up the smooth metal of the handle bars before gripping the black rubber handles
"you want to come for a ride?" He turned to give you that half quirked smile that had your heart racing. He patted the small space on the seat behind him invitingly, leaving one arm hanging loosely on the handle
"do you even know how to use this thing?" You asked dubiously, hesitating to mount the unknown contraption. They didn't have these here in soul society, how much did Shuhei really know about these machines?
"of course I do, I've ridden it a whole bunch of times". He smiled brightly, slight boastful tone in his deep voice. He looked confident, prideful even. You thought it suited him immensely, he looked hot, straddling the metal beast with a look of total control. He held out his hand to you, encouraging you closer "Trust me, I'll keep you safe"
Throwing caution to the wind, you accepted his hand. It was warm, calloused by hours of intense training, years of perfecting his fighting style. He squeezed your fingers gently as you stood next to the bike, the biggest grin plastered on his face. He guided your hand up to his shoulder, easy leverage for you to swing your leg over behind him. You squeezed into the small space, front pressed up against his hard back.
Your breath caught in your throat as his hands smoothed up your thighs. He grabbed hold of your hands, pulling them to wrap around his middle, eliminating any space between you. "Hold on to me, we're gunna go fast" You intertwined your fingers, keeping them secure around his middle, heart thumping in your chest in anticipation.
Shuhei shuffled on the seat to get comfortable before turning the key. The machine roared to life, a deep, loud rumble so unlike anything you had ever heard. It sounded like thunder rolling in. The whole motorbike shook with aggressive vibrations, igniting a spark in your most intimate area. Your gasp was drowned out by the metallic beasts roar, legs kept splayed open by the width of the seat, at mercy to the tingling sensations spreading though your whole body
"Hold tight!" Shuhei shouted over the thunderous noise, pulling on the throttle and lurching you both forward. You yelped startled, clinging onto Shuhei as tightly as you could as the scenery whizzed passed you in a blur of colour. Wind whipped your hair around your face, the speed taking your breath away. You buried your head between his shoulder blades. Willing your rapidly beating heart to calm down . You smile at hearing him give a whoop of excitement, pushing the bike faster through the streets of soul society.
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Bleach one shots
FanfictionCharacter x reader, character x character Smut Requests are considered, but as you will see, I tend to write long fics so it may take a while. I won't write about kids, eg ichigo, ishida ect.