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Warning: Lemon!

The Sword in the Hot Spring
Chapter One: The Djinn

Sacred Sword Hot Springs

A heavenly sigh left the Substitute Soul Reaper's lips as he slipped into the hot spring, feeling the hot water undo the stress in his muscles. "This feels nice…" he sighed as he sat down in the bubbling hot water. He turned to the other person in the hot spring. "Thanks for inviting me, Hanataro."

The meek healer smiled, sitting at the other end of the hot spring. "You're welcome, Ichigo. A shame that Renji couldn't come."

"Well, I'm glad I took his place," Ichigo sighed as he slipped further into the water. "I needed this…"

After his powers had been restored to him, Ichigo had come to the Soul Society to see his friends, Rukia and Renji. However, Rukia was out on a mission with Captain Ukitake and Byakuya had Renji bogged down in paperwork. Ichigo had been visiting Renji when Hanataro came in and invited them to a hot spring that had become popular in the Rukon District. Sadly, Byakuya had refused to give Renji permission to go but Ichigo was more than happy for a day at a hot spring.

"Hey, Hanataro?" Ichigo started, "How come this place is called the Sacred Sword Hot Springs? Is that some marketing gimmick?"

"Oh, well," Hanataro thought about it. "From what Lieutenant Kotetsu told me about this place, the name comes from a sword that's stuck in the hot spring."

"Sword?" Ichigo looked down at the water. It was hard to see because of the bubbles but he could just make out something at the bottom in the center of the spring they were in. "What's a sword doing here?"

"Nobody knows. Apparently the owner found it when he came across the hot spring and tried to pull it out. A lot of people have tried but couldn't remove it."

Ichigo deadpanned. "So, what, it's the Soul Society equivalent of Excalibur?"

"What's Excalibur?" asked a confused Hanataro.

"Never mind," Ichigo said before standing up and moving towards the sword. The spring wasn't that deep, only going up to Ichigo's waist. Reaching it, he knelt down and put his hands on the hilt. "Hrghhhhh!" he grunted as he strained to pull out the sword. However, after a few moments of pulling on the sword Ichigo had to stop. "Phew!" Ichigo pulled his hands out of the water and flexed them. "That sword is really in there! Whoever planted that sword definitely didn't want it pulled out," he panted. "Hey, Hanataro, come give me a hand," he said.

"Um…are you sure?" Hanataro looked around but saw nobody around. "Won't the people in charge get mad?"

"Just one good pull. I don't plan on trying all day," Ichigo told him. The healer decided to give his hand at it too and stood up, walking over to Ichigo. He knelt down next to him and put a hand on the sword.

"Okay," started Ichigo. "One…two…three!"

Both boys pulled at the same time. Though Hanataro's strength was rather feeble, Ichigo's was not. And this time he pulled with all the strength he'd gained as a Soul Reaper. For a second, it seemed that even Ichigo's herculean strength couldn't dislodge the blade. Then the sword budged.

"It's working!" exclaimed a shocked Hanataro.

"Keep pulling."

The two boys continued to pull. Inch by inch, the sword slid out of the spring. Finally, the two gave it one last pull before freeing it from the prison that'd trapped it. "It's out!" gasped Hanataro as it finally gave. The pair stumbled backwards as the sword finally came loose. Hanataro let go of it before he could topple into Ichigo.

Steadying himself, Ichigo looked down at the item and examined it. "It looks like an ordinary zanpakuto," he noted. The hilt had withered away from years of being stuck in a hot spring but the star-shaped hilt shined brightly in the light of the heated water. Despite being trapped inside the spring, the blade looked brand new, shimmering brightly.

"Maybe a Soul Reaper planted it here?" Hanataro suggested.

"Beats me. We should give it to the owner," Ichigo replied. "Both of us have zanpakuto so there's really no need to keep it. Besides, we've been in here too long. We should get out any-"

Crack!

Both young Soul Reapers gasped in horror when the blade began to crack. They watched as more and more of the sword cracked and splintered until it finally shattered to pieces. "Oh no!" Hanataro gasped in horror, watching the pieces turn to dust as they hit the water.

"The sword must've been in the spring too long," Ichigo said, feeling really bad. "Maybe we shouldn't tell the owner about this…" he said, feeling bad about what he'd done. As the two pondered about what to do next, something unexpected happened.

Hanataro blinked in confusion. "Uhh, Ichigo? Is that supposed to happen?' he asked as purple smoke suddenly began to filter out of the remaining hilt.

"What kind of zanpakuto is this?!" Ichigo watched as more smoke billowed from the hilt until it formed a large cloud in front of them. "What's happening?"

The purple smoke began to collapse in on itself until the two boys saw it form in the shape of a person. They watched with jaws hanging low as a person popped out of the smoke.

"FINALLY!" said the speaker as she emerged from the smoke. "A thousand years in that stupid sword has made me stiff as a board!"

As the girl floated above the spring, the two boys could do nothing but stare in complete disbelief at her bizarre appearance. Ichigo thought for a moment that she was a manifested zanpakuto spirit but he'd never seen a zanpakuto like her before.

Her complexion made Ichigo think for a moment that she was related to Yoruichi, her skin the same color as the werecat. However, her light pink hair tied in a ponytail was very different from Yoruichi's deep purple. In terms of age she looked like she was around Ichigo's sisters based off of her young appearance. Her outfit on the other hand was a tad mature, garbed in the clothes of an Arabian belly dancer.

"Uhhh, Ichigo?' Hanataro nudged him with an elbow. "What just happened?"

"I'm not quite sure," Ichigo replied, continuing to watch the floating girl as she stretched.

"Ahhhh…" the girl sighed as she felt her bones pop back into place. "Free! Free at last! I'm going to take that sword and shove it up Nimaiya's-" she stopped dead in her tracks when she noticed the two young men staring at her in disbelief. "Hello!" she waved happily.

"Hi?" both boys answered back.

"Um…who are you?" Hanataro asked politely, hoping that he and Ichigo hadn't unleashed something bad.

"Really, haven't men in the Soul Society learned any manners?" the girl pouted. "It's rude to ask a lady for her name without telling her your names first!" she said angrily, making Hanataro cringe.

"I'm Hanataro," the meek healer quickly said, not wanting to anger the spirit. "This is my friend, Ichigo."

"Hanataro and Ichigo," the girl repeated. Standing up straight, she made an exaggerated bow in front of the pair. "A pleasure to meet you. I go by many names but the one that my last master called me was Zahna." Standing up straight, she looked down at the sword handle floating in the water. After the smoke started spilling from it Ichigo had dropped it back in the spring out of alarm. "So which one of you handsome boys was the one who freed me?" Her eyes instantly fell upon Ichigo. "I'm betting it was you. You do have the muscles."

"Actually it was both of us," Ichigo told her. "I pulled out the sword but Hanataro helped too. Why were you in that sword in the first place? And what exactly are you? And why was the sword in the hot spring in the first place?"

"Goodness! So many questions!" Zahna whined. "But I suppose it's natural, given the situation."

"Are you a zanpakuto?" Hanataro asked.

"A zanpakuto?" Zahna giggled. "Silly boy, I'm nothing like those stuffy blades you Soul Reapers carry around. I'm a Djinn."

A huge question formed over Hanataro. "What's a Djinn?"

"I've heard of them," Ichigo said, remembering the tales of the Arabian Nights that his mother used to read to him when he was little. "They're like genies who grant wishes."

"Bingo!" Zahna clapped her hands. "Correct, Ichigo!"

"But wait a minute, I thought Djinns were just made up stories."

"How rude!" Zahna appeared right in front of him with a puff of smoke. "Do I look made up to you? Huh, buddy?!"

"N-No ma'am," Ichigo quickly said, not wanting to piss the girl off. He didn't know what a Djinn could do compared to a zanpakuto but he wasn't ready to find out since he'd left Zangetsu in the changing room.

"Hmph! Don't think you know everything about the world." Zahna floated backwards and crossed her arms. "You don't know anything about anything. Don't presume that you know anything that goes on past the borders of your little world."

"O-okay…"

"Um…Zahna?" Hanataro interrupted. "What exactly does a Djinn do? And how come you were inside the sword in the hot spring."

Suddenly Zahna bristled and steam started coming out of the end of her ponytail. "It was that damn Soul Reaper Nimaiya Oh-Etsu who did this to me! He sealed me away in that stupid sword and planted me in the ground like a damn vegetable! He'll see! When I get through with him, I'll make him regret he ever met me!" Calming down, Zahna looked back at Hanataro. "Like what your friend said, we Djinns grant wishes to those we call master."

"What kind of wishes?" Ichigo asked.

"I'm glad you asked, Ichigo!" Zahna smirked. "We Djinns come in all different varieties. Some exist to give boons to warriors. Others offer guidance to great kings and leaders. I, on the hand, am a Djinn of earthly desires."

"Earthly desires?" Ichigo repeated.

"Yeah, you know, lust?" Zahna laid on her side in midair and ran a hand down her smooth belly. "I make people fall in love with each other. So then, on to business." She sat back up and frowned. "This is a bit of a quandary. I've never had two masters before. This might be a problem."

"What do you mean?"

"Those who awaken me become my master. And to my master I bestow thirteen wishes. But I have two masters and you can't split thirteen in two."

"What kind of wishes?" Hanataro asked out of curiosity. "It's nothing bad, is it?" He'd read enough books to know that you should always be careful what you wish for.

"Oh it's nothing complex as that!" Zahna said, patting her new master's head. "You give me the name of a woman you desire and I will make her yours. She'll be your willing obedient love slave."

"Love slave?!" both boys gasped.

"Yep! Now then…" Zahna tapped her chin. "How to make this work…" she pondered aloud.

"Wait a minute," Ichigo interrupted. "I'm not okay with making any woman into a mindless slave!"

"Me too!" added Hanataro. Both young men were thinking about the last time they dealt with hypnotic enemies, Aizen and Tsukishima, and neither were in the mood to go down that rabbit hole, no matter how enticing.

Zahna stared at the two boys in disbelief. "You don't want a harem of mindless sex slaves?" she asked. "How strange. You two must really be good-hearted. I'd have thought you two were eunuchs or something but looking at you now I can see that the ladies would love you two."

Standing in the hot spring, both Ichigo and Hanataro were naked.

"Well, I cannot leave my master, or in this case masters, until I have fulfilled my duty as your Djinn. I know!" Zahna's face lit up as an idea came to her. "How about this: I'll grant you wishes under certain conditions. Does that sound fair?"

"What conditions?"

Zahna created a cloud and sat down on it and circled the two boys. "Well how's this for starters: you each get six wishes each. That's six women for the both of you. As for the thirteenth wish, you'll both decide on how to spend it when you've both used up your first six wishes. And since you're both so good-hearted that you don't want your friends to be mindless puppets forever," Zahna held up three fingers. "When you make a wish, they'll be yours for three hours. They'll do whatever you ask. After three hours they'll leave and forget the whole affair. Does that sound good?"

Ichigo and Hanataro looked at each before turning back to the floating Djinn. Both had to admit, there didn't seem to be any downsides to this. "Okay," Ichigo said.

"I suppose," Hanataro agreed. "As long as nobody gets hurt."

"Believe me, when we're done then only thing that'll be hurt is your hips," Zahna chuckled. "Okay then. Now that we've hammered the details out…" She reached for the two boys hands' and grasped them. "Let us bind the contract." Her eyes glowed purple with power as she bound herself to her two masters. "Ichigo Kurosaki. Hanataro Yamada. I, Zahna, the Djinn of desire, shall grant you your heart's desire. I, Zahna, the Djinn of desire, shall not leave your sides until my task is fulfilled. Of this, I swear upon my life."

The contract complete, Zahna took her hands away from her new masters. Both Ichigo and Hanataro found that they were now sporting rings on their right hands, a golden band with a large amethyst embedded on top. "What are these?" Ichigo asked as he held up his hand to inspect the ring.

"Silly master, those are my container rings. It'll look odd to have a floating Djinn constantly around you. Carry these rings if you wish to summon me. It'll be difficult to be in two places at once but I suppose I can manage that," she said confidently. "To summon me, just turn the ring around three times then clap your hands. So then, since I have you both in front of me, who do you want first?"

Ichigo blushed as a lot of faces appeared in his head. He knew who he wanted to ask for but didn't know how to express his desire. It felt so dirty to him to brainwash someone into being his sex slave.

But strangely enough, Hanataro seemed to find his nerve before Ichigo. "Um, Zahna? Can I make my wish first?"

"Your wish is my command," Zahna replied with a bow.

"I'd like…" Hanataro's face turned bright red before he could finally spit it out. "My first wish is Captain Unohana!"

"Very well then." Zahna clapped her hands and a sword suddenly appeared in her grasp. "What is your love's full name? And when do you want her to come to you?"

"Um…her name is Retsu Unohana. And I'd like her to come at midnight."

The sword glowed and Unohana's name became inscribed in the side in Arabic. "Done. Your wish is granted. Now then, you boys should probably leave," she told them. "You keep standing in the middle of the hot spring you're going to turn into prunes." She took the hilt that was still in the water and planted it back into the hot spring so that her masters wouldn't get in trouble before turning to smoke, the rings on the boys hands glowing.

The two boys got out of the hot spring and returned began to get dressed. Hanataro's face turned red as he and Ichigo started walking back to the Seireitei. "Ichigo, what if she's telling the truth?" He started to imagine the consequences if it were discovered he'd abused such a devious power on a captain.

Ichigo sighed, looking down at the ring on his hand. "I guess there's no going back now. It looks like you've got a date with your captain tonight," he said. "Still, I wonder why she was sealed away?"

"Maybe this Oh-Etsu guy thought that she was too dangerous," Hanataro hypothesized. "She did say she turns women into mindless sex slaves." He thought about what the Djinn would do to his captain and his blush intensified. His shyness suddenly started getting the better of him. "Maybe I can ask her to take back the wish…"

"Nope!" Zahna said, appearing behind him with a puff of smoke. "Once a wish is made, it has to be completed."

"Wait, I thought that we had to turn the ring around and clap our hands to summon you?" asked a disturbed Ichigo.

"Hey, I've been trapped in that stuffy sword for a thousand years. Excuse me if I want to stretch my legs!" Zahna huffed.

"Uhhh, Zahna? You don't have legs," noted Hanataro, staring at the ghostly lower half of the Djinn. Apparently the girl could manifest herself in any number of forms.

"Details. Anyway, remember. Midnight tonight is when your lucky girl will arrive." Zahna smirked. "I'd get ready if I were you."

Hanataro gulped.

Later that night…
Squad Four: Hanataro's Room, 11:55 PM

Hanataro sat in his bed, shaking like a leaf. The pounding in his chest from his thumping heart thundered like mad, only drowned out by the impossibly loud tick-tock noise of the clock on the wall. He looked down at the ring on his hand. Part of him wondered if he was just in the middle of a dream. 'That's it. I stayed in the hot spring too long and fell asleep…' he thought before mentally smacking himself from how ridiculous that sounded. His eyes watched with bated trepidation as the hands ticked closer and closer to midnight.

The timid healer laid down on the bed and pulled the covers over his head. The idea of having sex with Unohana was a fantasy that he, like many men in Squad Four, had often harbored but he never actually thought it would come true. 'Maybe she won't come,' Hanataro told himself. 'Maybe she's too strong for a Djinn to hypnotize. She is a captain after all.'

He sat back up again and looked at the clock. His face turned pale when he saw the time.

It was midnight.

Time stood still as Hanataro waited and waited. His heart continued to pound away in his frail chest as he looked towards the door. After a few minutes, however, nothing happened and he sighed in relief. But his relief faded when he heard footsteps.

Then he heard a knock on the door.

"H-hello?" Hanataro called out. His eyes widened as the doorknob slowly turned. The door opened up and Hanataro gasped.

There, standing in the doorway wearing a white robe, was Retsu Unohana.

"C-captain Unohana!" Hanataro gasped as the woman entered his room, locking the door behind her. "What are you doing?"

When Unohana turned to face him and smiled, Hanataro saw a faint purple glow in her eyes, an obvious indicator of Zahna's influence. "I came to see you, Hanataro," she said softly, making her way to the bed.

Though he knew the answer, Hanataro still let the question leave his lips. "Why?"

"Because," Unohana smiled. With a tug to her robe's tie, she let her robe slid down her body. "I want to give you what you want. I'm here to give you everything you want."

Hanataro could barely take it all in. His captain had nothing on underneath her robe besides a pair of black panties. Having hid her figure behind the The moonlight made her soft skin almost radiant, a sharp contrast with her jet-black hair. Hanataro's eyes stared at her breasts, unable to take them away. "Captain, I…"

Sitting down on the bed next to Hanataro, Unohana reached out and caressed his cheek. "Just relax. I'm all yours, Hanataro."

Closing the distance, Unohana planted her soft lips on Hanataro's, presenting him with a deep kiss. Hanataro went limp, but only for a moment as his captain wrapped her arms around him. Closing his eyes, Hanataro reached out and pulled her closer, deepening the kiss.

Pulling away from Hanataro's lips, Unohana smiled lovingly at him. "Do whatever you want with me, Hanataro. I'm yours. I will do everything you want."

Hanataro opened his eyes and stared at her chest, feeling his blood rush to his lower half. He knew he had a golden opportunity on his hands. This was Retsu Unohana, the woman who'd been the focus of so many fantasies. And for the next three hours, Hanataro could revel in every one of them.

Embracing the taller woman, Hanataro gave her another kiss. This time it was Unohana who deepened the kiss, running her soft hands through Hanataro's black hair. The medic was in absolute bliss as his captain slipped her tongue into his mouth, chills running down his spine as her hands began to undo his small robe, letting it slide past his shoulders to reveal his thin frame.

Even though Hanataro was small, Unohana was very impressed by his body, his chest and stomach lean and fit. While he was not by any definition buff he was far from frail and scrawny.

And if the hard object pressing against her bum was of any indication, the rest of him was far from frail either…

The two broke the kiss, Hanataro panting heavily before he turned his attention back to her breasts, Unohana sliding onto his lap. Unohana tilted her head back as Hanataro started attacking her neck, kissing his way down her front until he reached her large D-cups. "Oh…" Unohana began to moan as her third-seat began to lick her breasts. "Oh yes…" she breathed. She dragged her nails across Hanataro's back and shoulders, enjoying how he moaned into her boob.

As lust filled Hanataro's mind, he began to focus harder on her breasts. His tongue covered her tits with his saliva, making her breasts glisten in the moonlight. Cupping Hanataro's face, Unohana guided him towards her nipple. Cupping her breasts with his hands, Hanataro wrapped his lips around her nipple and began to suckle her.

"Ooooh…" Unohana cooed as Hanataro sucked her breast as if he was trying to milk her. "Yes, suckle me…" she whispered, tilting her head back and closing her eyes. Beneath Unohana, her panties began to get wet as arousal began to build inside her. "Use my breasts as much as you like."

Hanataro gladly took her up on that offer, sucking her other neglected nipple. Wrapping his lips around her pink areola, Hanataro tenderly tenderized her with his teeth, gently biting down on her tit. "Mmmmh…" he moaned, his hands continuing to roam her back, memorizing every line and curve in her beautiful body.

Unohana groaned in disappointment when Hanataro stopped suckling her before he gently pushed her off his lap, throwing off the covers still covering his lower half. Hanataro looked at his captain, his heart pounding in his chest even harder before he found his voice again. He decided to test Zahna's influence by doing something he thought he'd never do. "I…"

"Yes?" Unohana asked, a tender smile still on her face.

"I want you to give me a blowjob," Hanataro ordered his slave.

"Of course," Unohana kissed Hanataro's forehead. She gently laid him on his back, making sure he was comfortable before slowly pulling his pants and underwear off of him. Her purple eyes lit up when she saw her subordinate's erection. "You're so big," she breathed, impressed by Hanataro's size. The mere thought of his captain giving him head made Hanataro oh-so very hard, just what the doctor ordered.

Laying down on her front between Hanataro's legs, Unohana gripped Hanataro with her soft hand. Hanataro closed his eyes and sighed in bliss as his captain gently stroked him with her soft hand. "Captain…"

Reaching out, Unohana put a finger to his lips. "Shhhh, Hanataro. I want you to call me Retsu. I told you. I'm all yours. My body belongs to you. And right now," she leaned forward, her hot breath warming Hanataro's cock. "This cock is mine."

As warm lips wrapped around the head of his sensitive manhood, Hanataro's eyes snapped open and he gasped as Retsu's head bobbed up and down, the wet suction of her mouth better than any fantasy. "R-Retsu!" he groaned. Unohana felt Hanataro touch the back of her throat and moaned, the sound reverbertating throughout Hanataro's body. He arched his back and clutched at the sheets. "Oh god!" Sweat began to drip down the side of his face, his body heating up. "Retsu! Your mouth…it feels so good!"

"Mmmmmh…" Unohana moaned gleefully, the heat in her loins growing hotter. Her body was ruled by her desire to please Hanataro, so strong was Zahna's influence. Taking her mouth off of his cock, now sticky with her saliva. She dragged her tongue up the underside before kissing the head. "How is it?"

"It's great…" Hanataro moaned, smiling as he looked down and watched her worship his cock. "Keep going…" he told her, growing bolder with every second. His back arched a second time as Unohana began to lick his balls, his tender sac growing larger as she spurred him towards climax.

The smell and taste of Hanataro's balls made Unohana's head grow hazy with lust. She enjoyed every little sound that came out of Hanataro's mouth. "Mmmh!" she moaned as she sucked on his balls, her hand slowly stroking him. Her hand became sticky with pre-cum as it dripped from the tip. "I know you're about to cum…" she told him with a sexy smile. "Go on, Hanataro. Let me watch you cum."

"Ahh!" Hanataro moaned. His hips lifted up as Unohana stroked him faster. It seemed impossible for him to understand as someone with a reputation as a feared swordswoman as Unohana could have the softest hands. "Retsu! I'm…cumming!" he grunted, throwing his head back against the pillow as his mind grew blank. His cock erupted all over Unohana's hand, shooting his cum onto her.

"So much. You must have been pent up," Unohana lustfully teased before giving Hanataro's essence a taste, licking her finger. "Delicious…" she purred. She cleaned off her hand with Hanataro's discarded pants before tossing them to the floor. She laid back down on top of Hanataro, rubbing her breasts into his chest. "How was it?" she asked, pressing her forehead against his.

"It felt…wonderful," Hanataro breathed. He was so aroused, so filled with lust for his captain that his cock hadn't gotten soft in the slightest. He kissed her once again, losing himself to her soft, luscious lips. Wrapping his arms around her, he rolled over. Giving her another sweet kiss, Hanataro began to enjoy every inch of her wonderful body.

"Ooooh…" Unohana cooed, moaning as Hanataro's mouth worked its magic across her body. Hanataro wanted to explore every part of Unohana's luscious body, his cock brushing against her leg while he licked and sucked on her neck. Hanataro kissed his way across her front, sliding down her front to dip his tongue into her navel before burying his face in her braid breathing in her scent. "Heheheh…" she giggled as Hanataro crawled upward, licking across her breasts until he raised her arms to lick her pits. "How dirty of you, Hanataro."

"Mmmmh!" moaned the medic, burying his face in her armpit before moving across her front before licking the other one. "You're so beautiful. I can't get enough…" he whispered softly before kissing his way back down her body, making sure that every part of her body knew his lips.

When Hanataro reached her thighs and started planting soft kisses, Unohana's moans began to grow louder, her back arching when his hand touched her womanhood, his fingers gently rubbing her pink lips. Unohana's hand joined his in rubbing her pussy, groping her breast at the same time. "I'm so wet…" Unohana purred, her eyes glazed with lust. "Taste me, Hanataro," she begged. Hanataro stared with lustful eyes at her womanhood, her pink lips covered by a bush of black hair.

Spreading her legs wide, Hanataro knelt down and buried his face in her muff, tasting her sweet juices as they dripped from her folds. Unohana cried out in ecstasy, pinching her hard nipple while pressing Hanataro's face into her cunt harder with her free hand. "Yes!" she moaned as Hanataro pleasured her with her tongue. "Oh yes! Ah!"

"Mmmmh!" Hanataro moaned from the sweet taste of Unohana. He'd never given a woman oral before and had no idea what a woman's juices would taste like. Yet despite the strange flavor he couldn't stop, the need to please Unohana first and foremost in his mind. He pulled his mouth away, however, much to Unohana's disappointment. "Huh?" she mumbled, her body so into it.

"I want…" Hanataro reached down with wet fingers and stroked his cock, now throbbing with mad longing. "I want to put it inside you."

"Do it," Unohana slurred lewdly, reaching down to spread her pink lips, showing Hanataro her wet hole. "I want your cock inside me, Hanataro. Mess up my pussy with your cock!"

Hearing the motherly woman talk dirty threw Hanataro over the edge. Aiming his manhood at her exposed hole, he pressed the tip against her soft lips. With a little push, Unohana's pussy yielded.

Then Hanataro reached nirvana.

Pushing deeper and deeper into Unohana's tight depths, Hanataro almost went cross-eyed from the amazing feeling of her hot walls wrapping around his thick length. Unohana threw her head back and moaned Hanataro's name as her walls stretched around the boy's girth while she took his virginity.

Taking a deep breath, Hanataro started to move. His body was searing hot, sweat dripping down his small back. Just the feeling of her pussy trying to suck him back in as he pulled out made him feel like his blood was on fire. Slowly he pushed back in, relishing the look of bliss on his captain's face. "Ah! Ah!" he moaned, gripping her waist tightly, his hips beginning to move past his control. "You're so tight!" he gasped, squeezing his eyes shut.

Leaning forward, Unohana grabbed Hanataro by the back of the head and pulled him into a bruising kiss. "Mmmmh!" she moaned, slipping her tongue into his mouth. Her legs wrapped around him, keeping him deep inside of her. Hanataro wrapped his arms around her and began to move faster. Her hard nipples rubbed into his chest, making the fire of Hanataro's lust burn brighter.

The bed started to shake as Hanataro moved faster. The dark room lit up with the sounds of their panting and moaning. Hanataro cherished every look of ecstasy on Unohana's face as it twisted with lewd pleasure. He buried his cock deep into her cunt, bottoming out her pussy with his surprisingly long length, the tip kissing the entrance to Unohana's womb. Unohana, her passion unbridled, laid back as Hanataro plowed her fertile depths. She raked her nails across his back, painting his skin with red scratch marks. Her heels dug into Hanataro's back, her body urging him on as the bliss started to build inside her.

"Oh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!" moaned Unohana, her voice lewd and tempting. "Hanataro…"

"Ah! Ahhh!" panted the medic on top of her, his mind gong blank as the pleasure overwhelmed his mind. "Retsu! Retsu!" he moaned repeatedly.

The two silenced each other with another deep kiss. Hanataro's balls continued to swell as his hips moved faster and faster, reshaping Unohana's insides with his huge girth. Hanataro's small hands reached up to squeeze her breasts, making Unohana moan harder into his mouth.

Breaking the kiss, Unohana threw her head back and groaned. "Oh yes! Mmmmh! You're gonna make me cum!" she moaned.

"Me too!" Hanataro could feel the tension inside him reach its boiling point. "I'm gonna cum!"

"Inside!" Unohana panted, embracing him tighter. "I want to feel you cum inside me, Hanataro!" She reached down and rubbed her clit. The jolt of pleasure that shot through her was all she needed to be pushed over the edge. "Cumming! I'm cumming!" she cried out, digging her nails into Hanataro's shoulders before her mind went blank.

Hanataro felt Unohana's walls tighten around him and could hold it in no more. Giving Unohana one more deep kiss, he pushed as far as he could into her and came inside her, giving her pussy a hot creampie.

The bed stopped its shaking as the two basked in the warmth of each other. Hanataro rolled them onto their sides before pulling out after Unohana finally let go of his waist. He looked down and saw the trickle of white coming out of her and gulped. 'Even if she doesn't remember us having sex, what am I going to do if she winds up pregnant?'

As if reading his mind, the ring on the boys' hand pulsed and a tiny, miniscule trail of purple smoke filtered from it all the way up to Hanataro's ear. Through it, Hanataro could hear the Djinn whisper to him, "Don't you fret, Master! While under my influence, a woman cannot conceive. It defeats the purpose of erasing their memories if you've left a bun in the oven as proof of the deed. Now then…I believe you still have time left on the clock.' The wisp of smoke went back into the ring. Hanataro looked at the clock and saw that he indeed had plenty of time left with his love slave. "Hey, Retsu?"

"Yes?" responded Unohana, running a hand up Hanataro's side with a smile.

"Let's go take a shower."

In a matter of minutes, the naked couple stood in Hanataro's shower. Since Hanataro was now Unohana's Third-Seat, his quarters came with a modest bathroom that had a shower big enough for the both of them.

"Mmmmhh," the two moaned as they made out, the hot water feeling heavenly to them.

"You're so dirty," Unohana cooed, her wet hand reaching down to stroke his dirtied cock. "Let me wash you," she smiled, grabbing a bottle of body wash. She lathered her breasts with soap, running her hands up and down her boobs to make them nice and soapy. Pressing Hanataro against the wall, Unohana began to give him the sexiest wash in his life, scrubbing him with her soapy boobs.

"Ahhhhh…" Hanataro moaned, closing his eyes and smiling. This was better than any fantasy. His hands reached around to cup her supple ass, enjoying the softness of her warm cheeks.

Seeing how much Hanataro was enjoying her ass, Unohana lathered up her rear with more suds and turned around, rubbing him with her soapy rump. "Mmmmh," she purred as Hanataro squeezed her ass with both hands. "You like my booty, don't you?"

"Yeah," Hanataro panted, his limp cock brought back to life by the sexy ass pressed agasint him. Spreading her cheeks, Hanataro spied her backdoor and had a rather dirty idea. Slowly, his soapy fingers traveled downward.

Unohana's gasp filled the shower as Hanataro's wet digit prodded her asshole before slipping inside. She leaned forward and pressed her hands against the wall, too turned on to want to deny Hanataro what he wanted. "Oooooh…"

"You like that, Retsu?"

"Oh yes…" the captain slurred, moaning heatedly while Hanataro plunged another finger up her ass. "Do you want to fuck my ass?"

"Yes," Hanataro answered back, remembering all the times he'd stared at his captains rear end when he was walking behind her, always wondering how sexy it was when he was alone. "I want to fuck your ass."

Spreading her legs wider, Unohana continued to moan as Hanataro fingered her ass, his digits scissoring inside of her, stretching her in preparation for what was to come.

But Unohana's arousal surprised even Hanataro when she reached back and spread her cheeks as wide as she could. "Put it in, Hanataro. Give my ass the pounding it needs," she said seductively.

Hanataro felt like a beast in heat. Without any hesitation he gripped the woman's waist and pushed his manhood into her, invading her backdoor with ease. "Oh my god!" Hanataro panted as the unbearable heat and tightness hit him. "Your ass! It feels so good!"

Clawing at the wall while Hanataro stretched her ass to its limit, Unohana smiled lewdly from behind taken up the ass. Hanataro had no idea just how much of a lewd pervert his captain really was, the woman often masturbating late at night while fingering her ass or using a toy. "Ahhh! It's so big!" she moaned, her purple eyes widening as Hanataro went deep. She loosened her muscles so that her lover could enter her without hindrance.

Though he was not possessed by Zahna's influence, Hanataro's body moved with a lust even he didn't know he was capable of. The sound of his hips smacking her round ass was like the rolling sound of thunder. Grabbing more body wash, Hanataro lathered his hands up before reaching for Unohana's breasts. Unohana rolled her head back and moaned the boy's name as he squeezed and played with her supple breasts. "So good! You feel so good!" Hanataro pressed his chest into her back, moaning into her wet hair as he felt pure bliss. He knew that this was only temporary but he was going to enjoy it to the fullest. "Retsu!"

"Ohhhhh!" Unohana moaned incoherently, bucking into Hanataro's thrusts. She felt Hanataro go deep inside her, feeling like he was touching her stomach. "My ass is on fire!" She reached down and started rubbing her creampied cunt, feeling the haze of orgasm stronger than ever. "Make me cum, Hanataro! I want to cum so bad!"

Hugging her tightly, Hanataro could feel the end coming for him as well. "I'm gonna blow!" he grunted into her hair while squeezing her tits. As Unohana tightened around his cock, his vision blurred. "Ohhhhh!"

Unohana couldn't even moan, her mind went blank as she climaxed hard, her pussy squirting all over the shower floor while Hanataro filled her ass with hot cum. Turning her head, she gave Hanataro a deep kiss, the two medics succumbing to their out of her, Hanataro turned Unohana around and gave her another kiss. Reaching for the knob, he turned off the shower.

"Let's go back to the bed."

Two hours later…

Hanataro lay next to Unohana, the two continuing to make out. After returning to the bed, Unohana continued to let Hanataro fulfill all his desires on her, showing him a side of herself that few, if any, knew of her.

The hours took their toll on the boy though and he felt sleepy. Looking at the clock, he saw that he still had five minutes of time left. Wrapping his arms around her neck and smiled tenderly at her. "Retsu? Could you…hold me? As I fall asleep?"

Unohana gave him one last tender kiss and smiled. "Good night, Hanataro."

Closing his eyes, Hanataro buried his face in her breasts and fell asleep in her embrace. The tender moment didn't last sadly. The clock struck three and Unohana's eyes widened, her mind going blank as her memories for the past three hours faded. In a trance, Unohana let go of Hanataro and got out of bed, putting her robe back on before leaving the sleeping Hanataro. As the door clicked shut, Zahna appeared out of the ring, hovering over her master. She made a note to go clean up Unohana with her magic so that she didn't wake up to find herself completely wrecked.

She watched Hanataro sleep, rather impressed at the shy, timid healer. "One down, twelve women to go," she giggled gleefully.

"This is going to be fun. I can't wait to see who they pick next."

To be continued