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An Arcanist in Karakura Town
Chapter 12

-VB-

Our bed creaked as it bounced up and down.

My hips pulled out before thrusting forward, sliding the full length of my dick into Orihime’s pussy from behind while I kept her head pinned to the pillow.

Already sweaty, my thrusts only made wet claps against her ass. Even though I was pounding into her with abandon at this stage, I found myself still mesmerized by her ass’s jiggling motion and waves forming in tandem with my pounding.

“MORE MORE-!” Orihime screamed out ecstatically, drooling and gasping. She bit her lips as I grabbed her hair and pulled her up. Her quivering arms tried to help her push up, but too infirmed by pleasure, all they managed to do was hold up the illusion that she was supporting herself.

With her head in the air, her boobs were free to jiggle with her ass. They didn’t move up and down together but separately. As I pulled out, her left tit might be pulled back while her right tit would jiggle forward, and when I slid all the way in and pounded her ass, it might be vice versa.

She whimpered as I painted her insides with my cum. Her body quivered before her arms lost strength. I let go of her hair, and she fell back on the bed, shallowly gasping for air even as her vagina squeezed me for all I was worth.

I pulled out of her, and watched in lustful satisfaction as my cum oozed out of her vagina.

But my dick was still hard and unsatisfied.

Turning to my second partner, I saw her flinch a little.

Arisawa Tatsuki sat with her legs sprayed out but her knees brought together, and she was trying her hardest to not touch herself to Orihime and my display.

I shifted over so that I was in front of her now, and pushed her shoulder. She let herself fall down, and I took this chance to gently pry her legs apart, revealing her wet pussy.

I wasted no time burying myself in her warmth, and she squeaked as my dick pushed against her cervix in one-go.

“D-Damn it, you brute…!” she whispered before she gasped as I pulled back and slid right back in, pushing even further at her core.

“This brute is going to impregnate you, Tats,” I grinned before picking up a slow rhythm. “Doesn’t that make you hot? Getting fucked and impregnated by your best friend’s boyfriend?”

“N-No!”

“But you’re here and getting fucked!”

“Ugh!” she grunted and then moaned as I picked up pace.

Her more moderate tits jiggled up and down together while her firm ass took my pounding like a … well, a firm ass. She looked away from me as I roamed my eyes over her. Unlike Orihime’s voluptuous, curved, sexy, and soft body, Tatsuki was the definition of an athletic sexy. Toned abdomen, muscles, and thighs made for a whole different feeling!

I reached out and grabbed her wrists, pulling her hands away from the bedsheet she was gripping hard, and pulled them to me.

Her back arched as my thrusts deeper.

“Oh fuck-!” she yelled.

“Yes fuck!” I laughed as I thoroughly enjoyed making my second woman drown in pleasure.

Her own hips began to grind against me with each thrust, and I knew that I was going to be releasing soon.

“Let’s put a baby in you, Tatsuki,” I cooed. “I want to see you carrying my baby!”

She hissed and whimpered as her vagina clenched around me in a silent climax while I moaned loudly as I scraped the entirety of my length in my last thrust before shooting my jizz right against her cervix.

Weakly, she pulled her arms back and covered her face with her forearms. “Fuck…!” she muttered.

I chuckled as I wiggled my hips a little, earning me a whimper from Tatsuki. Pulling out of her, I laid down between my two girls and then slid my arms under and over them.

Then I groped their tits and played with them.

Orihime giggled before she put her hand to my wet dick and stroked my still hard dick. Tatsuki just huffed and snuggled closer to me.

“When you two become 18, I am definitely marrying you both,” I muttered.

Orihime giggled happily while pulling herself closer to me, resulting in her tits pushing against my arms and a little of my chest.

Tatsuki just rolled over and planted a kiss on my cheek before snuggling her face on my shoulder.

As we all fell asleep like this, I wondered how exactly I was going to establish that; it wasn’t like Japan allowed polygamy.

… Well, I supposed that I could book a vacation to Utah and get ourselves married there.

-VB-

The next morning...

“Again?” I spat out while glaring at the man causing so much annoyance in my life. Was it me, or did this guy keep visiting me every time I had a good time with my girls?

Urahara Kisuke laughed from behind his fan, keeping a good distance between me and himself. Undoubtedly, the man had reports of my activities and spells and was unwilling to chance his safety on my annoyance turning to belligerence.

“Why can’t I just visit my neighbor?” he asked politely.

“Because you’re a manipulator on par with spymasters around the world, that’s why,” I grunted out. “Now, spit out what you want before I decide to close the door.”

“Well, I was hoping if you would be up for a training session with Kurosaki-kun!”

I deadpanned at him.

“Like I asked last time, what do I get out of this?”

“Experience fighting against a more brute-oriented shinigami!”

“... You’re more blunt today.”

“Well, roundabout manipulation didn’t get me anything last time, so I was like ‘why not?’!”

I sighed. “You’re seriously not going to stop until I do something for you, aren’t you?”

“Nope!”

“Fucking fine!” I spat faux-angrily, but I really wasn’t. Being able to compare myself to a shinigami of Ichigo’s level right now would help me quantify the power levels better. I mean, I could theorize all I want about shinigami’s shunpo, but I’m not going to be getting any data staying put!

Even if I have already upgraded my warehouse’s static defense to the best I could think of at the moment.

No, I was not giving in to your “requests,” Urahara. Stop smiling.