BIRTHDAY QUICK FIC 2025: January 14-Rukia Kuchiki (Bleach)

Fandom: Bleach

Summary: Rukia can’t always be with Ichigo, but they do their best to make the most of what little time they can have together. (Ichigo/Rukia, Ichigo/Rukia/Orihime)

Content Warnings/Themes: Post-canon/AU, consensual infidelity, rough sex, size difference

As always, Ichigo was all over her once they were alone. His hands pulled her clothes off of her body with such haste that Rukia was surprised they didn't rip. She groaned into his mouth as his hands reached her bare ass, squeezed her cheeks roughly, and picked her up so her feet left the ground. She kissed him back as best she could, her arms went around his neck, and her legs crossed behind his back.

Having Ichigo tear her clothes off and feeling his dick against her thigh as he looked for the nearest available surface to fuck her on was a familiar position for her to be in. Any time she and Ichigo were reunited, her nipples got hard before the kissing, groping, and fucking even had a chance to begin. They couldn't be together often, living different lives in different worlds. But any time that Rukia could return to the Human World or Ichigo made it to the Soul Society, her body knew what to expect. Even if they had mere minutes with which to be alone, it was inevitable that they would squeeze in as much fucking as they could.

Ichigo seemed to have decided that none of the available surfaces interested him right now, or maybe he just didn’t feel like taking the time to carry her all the way over to the bed on the other side of the room. Whatever it was, he simply lined her body up and thrust his hips forward, pushing his big dick inside of her pussy. Rukia squealed and held onto him tighter, loving the feeling of his cock sliding back in and making itself at home. Oh, how she’d missed this! Their lives might not come together as often as they would like, but their bodies were a perfect fit any time they came together.

He held her by the ass and bounced her on his cock, lifting her and dropping her with ease. One of Rukia’s favorite things about being fucked by Ichigo was how much bigger he was, and how easily he could toss her petite body around. He was over a foot taller than her, and no matter how many times he fucked her ad how many chances her body had to get used to him, his dick was so big that it always felt improbable that she was able to take it all. As always, though, he managed to stuff it in her just fine. He buried the entirety of his dick in her pussy with every bounce, making her buttcheeks clap and her perky tits bounce continuously. Ichigo was taking her on a rough ride, and all that Rukia could do was hold on and enjoy Ichigo helping himself to her body.

Ichigo continued to bounce her on his cock for several minutes, never slowing down his bounces or straining to hold her up. With his dick filling her repeatedly, it was only a matter of time before Rukia hit her first peak since their reunion. She squealed into his shoulder and dug her fingernails into his broad upper back as her body shook in a climax that was so powerful and familiar to her. Her body always felt this way whenever Ichigo had his way with her, which was one of many reasons she always looked forward to reuniting with him.

The door opened behind them while she was still mid-orgasm, which shouldn’t have been a surprise. If Ichigo bouncing her on his cock hadn’t made enough noise to draw attention, her squealing definitely did. Ichigo turned to the side so he could look at the door, and Rukia pulled her head out of his shoulder and turned her head to see who had walked in on them.

Orihime was standing in the doorway, staring at them silently. Of the two of them, she was the only woman who had an actual right to be in this room. It was her room that Rukia had just gotten fucked in, and her husband’s dick that was still lodged in Rukia’s pussy even now. Orihime stepped into the bedroom she shared with Ichigo and closed the door behind her.

“Aww, you got started without me?” the orange-haired woman whined, putting her hands on her hips.

“You know I can’t help myself when I’ve got Rukia all alone,” Ichigo said, shrugging. “That was only her first orgasm, though, and I haven’t even cum yet. There’s still plenty of time for you to join in.”

“Deal,” Orihime said. She started pulling her shirt up her body. “But let’s move over to the bed, please. The last time we tried having a threesome outside the bed, I wound up bruising my butt against the wall.”

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Fucking Ichigo brought Rukia more pleasure than anything she could hope to find back in the Soul Society. She would have craved it and sought it out no matter what, even if she had to go behind his wife’s back and betray a woman she considered a good friend to get it.

Luckily, she didn’t have to do that. Orihime had some unique ideas on relationships, and while she was the one who’d married Ichigo and technically had a claim on him, she didn’t see anything wrong with sharing his body with Rukia. It was a privilege Rukia happily exercised whenever she had the chance. Sometimes, Orihime even ran interference and created openings for them to be with each other when their paths crossed, which Rukia appreciated.

She appreciated this even more, though. Orihime joining them didn’t happen as often, but it was always memorable whenever she could. Now, Rukia got to not only enjoy the excitement of a rough fuck as Ichigo took her doggy style on the bed and hammered her from behind, but she got to put her face between Orihime’s legs and make her moan too. With all that Orihime did for her, including giving her access to her husband, licking her pussy was the least that Rukia could do for her.

Rukia also happened to enjoy it. Making Orihime moan and feeling her tug on her sideways ponytail and hump her face was exciting for Rukia. Orihime was losing control rapidly, and she wanted to hear and feel more of it. By now, she'd done this enough that she knew what it would take to get her there. The only real difficulty was remembering what to do while Ichigo kept driving his big dick balls-deep in her pussy on the other end, but Rukia pushed through that wonderful distraction and gave Orihime what she needed. She rubbed Orihime's pussy harder and moved her mouth to her clit to give it a kiss and a little lick.

"Ohh, oh, oh, oh, yes!" Orihime squealed, pushed straight over the edge by Rukia's rubbing and licking. She pushed on the back of Rukia's head and humped her face, squirting all over her. Orihime always squirted when she came hard, and Rukia felt proud of herself for bringing this level of intensity out of her.

She didn’t have long to bask in making Orihime squeal, though, because Rukia’s squeals soon joined the human’s, courtesy of Ichigo and his big dick pounding her from behind. Rukia had managed to compartmentalize the pleasure while focusing on Orihime, but now it all rushed out of her, leaving her to moan into the other woman’s pussy and hold onto her thighs with trembling hands as she shook through her climax.

“Mmm, this was nice,” Orihime said, patting Rukia’s head. “I hope you can stay longer next time, Rukia, because it’s always so much fun to have you.”

Next time? Rukia was already plotting how she could extend this trip to the Human World. At the very least, she needed to be here long enough to sit on Orihime's face, preferably while also doing her best to swallow Ichigo's cock. A memory like that would be enough to sustain her until their next reunion.