Old Habits Die Hard (Bleach) (Patreon)

After watching Ichigo train with Zangetsu, Yoruichi's excitement gets the better of her.

After spending centuries with Kisuke and keeping herself out of trouble from the Survey Corps, Yoruichi tended to let a little loose whenever she was training. Whether it came to training with Kisuke to push herself to a new limit or simply trying out something new with that man’s instruction. Or even those few times when Soi Fon thought that she could keep up with Yoruichi. Whenever the situation called for it, Yoruichi was the kind of woman to let a little loose and take things a step farther than most would consider.

Unfortunately, even when she was training with Ichigo, that habit persisted. Watching him train for his bankai over the course of the day sparked a bit of hope within her. But also a bit of concern and adrenaline. Every misstep that he took, she saw and wanted to call him out on. Every time he would fall down, she wanted to call out to him to make him get up. But whenever he got up on his own, something sparked inside of her.

Kisuke had said that Ichigo’s gifts were even greater than his own. Could this be what he meant by that? Deep down, Yoruichi wasn’t sure, but she couldn’t allow herself to sit off to the side anymore while watching him train and battle his own zanpakuto to unlock his bankai. When the time for his bankai training came to a close, she was quick to shut everything down and give Ichigo a moment to relax. But she didn’t give him a chance to truly calm down.

Without wasting a beat the instant that Zangetsu was sealed away, she began her stretches. Starting off simple by reaching her arms into the air and stretching her back to crouching down and starting to do the splits in front of the poor young man, Yoruichi had no care in the world. She wanted to stretch her legs and push both herself and Ichigo without risking his safety. And right now was the best time to do so, even if she was facing away from him, her supple rear end in his face. Only for her to plant both of her hands onto the ground and hoist herself into the air, her legs still split perfectly and her rear end dragging Ichigo’s eyes right along with it.

When she brought her legs together and planted her feet on the ground, Yoruichi took her time standing up straight. She knew that he was watching her, even if he didn’t want to admit it. And because of this, she took her time stretching. But once she was done? There was no hesitation as she turned around to face him. “Alright, Ichigo. Your training for the day isn’t over yet. After all that stumbling around you did, I want to see if you’ve improved your footing. So we’re going to play a simple game of tag.”

“... You’re kidding, right?” Ichigo was flabbergasted to hear her suggest such a thing. Not only could she see just how exhausted he was, but it was also clear from the look in her, admittedly beautiful amber eyes, that she wasn’t going to exactly go easy on him. And maybe that was the point, but he didn’t exactly feel like he was going to be successful at this “game” she wanted to play. “There’s no way in hell I’m going to play tag after risking my life today! Besides, I don’t have time to be playing games if I’m going to do this by tomorrow.”

However, one look at Yoruichi made it clear that she wasn’t going to listen to his excuses. Especially when she playfully dragged her tongue along her lips and lowered herself to the ground, taking a stance similar to that of an animal. “GO!”

For an instant, Yoruichi simply vanished from Ichigo’s senses. Maybe she was just that fast with her flash step. Or maybe there was something special about the way she moved. But the moment he realized she was gone, he quickly dove from the spot he was in to just a few feet in front of him. Fortunately just in time for Yoruichi to appear behind him and tap the spot on the ground where he just was. “Jesus! Are you out of your mind right now?!”

“Less talking, more running!” Realizing that she was a bit too fast for him to keep up with, Yoruichi chose to slow down her pace. This time, when she disappeared, she made sure that she was still slow enough for him to follow her. And much to her surprise, his movement had indeed improved from how it was this morning. Not only did he manage to keep himself just out of her reach every time she reappeared, but she was easily able to watch him moving from place to place.

The way his feet remained firm on the ground with each step he took, the way he used his hands to hoist himself over obstacles that would pose even the slightest problem to his movement, and the way he would shift his body to make sure that she couldn’t touch him. It was impressive for sure, even if she was certainly holding back from the get-go. And seeing him be able to keep up with her and keep out of her way at this speed, Yoruichi’s habit kicked in again and she took things a step further than he could.

This time, when they both reappeared one after the other, she disappeared before him, predicting just where he would go to get away from her before stopping there first. And the moment that he was within her reach, Yoruichi didn’t just tap Ichigo and secure this game of tag, she wrapped her arms around him and held him tightly in a headlock. Holding him like this, she could see the blush that came to his cheeks as a result of her breasts pressing against his back. And one quick glance down, she could see his cock forming a bit of a tent in his pants as they stayed there for a moment. “You’ll have to be faster than that if you want to win. But your footing has certainly improved. You get one more chance and then we’re done for the day, alright?~”

When she let him go a moment later, Ichigo didn’t know how to react. With the arousal coursing through him from her breasts against his back, he knew that he wasn’t going to win this next segment of their game either. But something deep down told him that he couldn’t let her find out just how turned on he was by her holding him like this. So with only letting out a quick sigh, he quickly flash stepped away from her once again. However, this time he didn’t stop and wait to see where she would appear next. He simply continued to move, trying to get as much distance between them as he possibly could.

Of course, watching him move like this and seeing the way he reacted, Yoruichi could feel that she was going to take things another step too far once again. She could tell that, deep down, she was getting excited to have a chance like this again. While he wasn’t the fastest person that she’s ever chased, it was something special to have another target that wasn’t Soi Fon trying to kill her.

A smile came to her lips as she took her stance once again, her spiritual pressure reaching a certain height that seemed to shut every objective in her mind off outside of catching Ichigo. Unfortunately, with that quick cut-off from her mind, the desire to keep her clothes intact escaped Yoruichi’s mind. Her spiritual pressure changing into a form that only Kisuke had seen before caused the fabric to rip cleanly from her skin. Only for a white spiritual glow to form around her breast, and her crotch, a tail forming at the small of her back and swaying behind her.

Upon seeing this, Ichigo was filled with a myriad of emotions. Arousal at seeing Yoruichi’s delicious body nude for a moment. Fear from understanding that she was now going to catch him and he had no way to stop her. Curiosity to just why this happened and what was going to happen from here since he was already no match for her when she was holding back, let alone when she was possibly going all out. And acceptance that whatever was going to happen from here was not going to have any form of rest for him.

Almost as soon as these emotions processed through Ichigo’s mind, Yoruichi vanished from his senses once again. And he failed to realize exactly where she was until she was immediately in front of him, hands pressed against the ground and legs wrapping around his head before he had a chance to even react. As a result, before he knew it, Ichigo found himself on his back with Yoruichi sitting on top of him, her supple rear end completely engulfing his face as her hands rested against his stomach.

On the other hand, Yoruichi’s animalistic nature in this form was starting to get the better of her and was continuing to cloud her mind. Deep down, deep deep deep down, she knew that what she was doing was wrong and that she shouldn’t let herself loose with someone like Ichigo. But where she was, tail gently thwapping the top of his head while she watched his cock form yet another tent in his pants. Completely unable to pull herself away from the sight.

With her adrenaline getting the better of her while she was in this form, Yoruichi didn’t bother to stop herself. There was no reason to and no desire to stop herself from having fun. Especially when she could hear Ichigo mumbling underneath her and trying to tell her to stop. Of course, she happily ignored him as she reached for his cock, pulling it out of his pants and keeping a firm group around the base of it.

Without missing a beat, she quickly leaned herself down and wrapped her lips around the head of his shaft while keeping her fingers around the base. There was no hesitation as she began to bob her head up and down Ichigo’s length, taking every single inch that she could. Her tongue started off firmly placed against the top portion of his cock, dragging along it with every move she made. Only for Yoruichi to pop her lips off from around his member a moment later, swirling it around the head of his dick for a moment. Long enough to earn a quiet moan from Ichigo as her rear end planted itself firmly against his face.

After a moment or two of simply licking and teasing the head of his cock, Yoruichi tilted her head to the side and began to kiss her way down toward his base. She gently placed kiss after kiss against his length as she trailed toward his balls. And when she was low enough, she playfully suckled his balls into her mouth, moving the hand that was wrapped around his base to now place with his tip. As her tongue twisted and circled around Ichigo’s hefty sack, her hand carefully stroked and teased the first few inches of his member.

However, on the other side of things, Ichigo couldn’t believe this was happening. He couldn’t bring himself to argue or struggle against her with just how exhausted he was from his training. Though, when Yoruichi began to rock her hips against his face, grinding her supple rear end against him, he knew there would be no point in arguing in the first place. Not when she could easily beat him in a fight anyway. And especially not when she seemed so crazed and out of her mind right now that she wasn’t even giving him any sass.

Much to her surprise, it didn’t take all that long for Ichigo to reach the peak of her pleasure. And Yoruichi was quick to capitalize on the pleasure that she was bringing him, spitting his balls out of her mouth and wrapping her head around the length of his shaft once again. The way he throbbed against her tongue lit something inside of her. Something that pushed her current animalistic nature to even greater heights than it usually was. Her tail wrapped around Ichigo’s neck and pulled him so that his face was buried in her plump rear end, keeping the grip loose enough that he wasn’t struggling to breathe.

Of course, with her lips wrapped around his member, Yoruichi quickly went back to sucking him off. Moving her way up and down his length, she did not hesitate in the slightest to coil her tongue around his member, making sure that she was able to taste every inch of it as she moved. Because, with her current nature, there was no way she would be satisfied until she got exactly what she wanted from him. And right now, what she wanted was to get a thorough taste of Ichigo’s cum before forcing him to breed her.

And judging from the way he throbbed and pulsed against her tongue, Yoruichi knew it wouldn’t be more than another moment or two before he blew his load. Of course, she couldn’t have been happier about that, her heart racing in her chest as she anticipated the first taste of his seed. Though, once his precum started to leak against her tongue, Yourichi’s excitement grew even more. She happily threw herself to his base once again, starting to swallow around his length in the hopes it would be enough to throw him over the edge even faster.

Fortunately, that’s exactly what happened. Rope after rope of Ichigo’s thick seed flooded into the back of Yoruichi’s throat and onto her tongue. And, of course, she continued to swallow it all down. Each and every drop that filled her mouth, coated her tongue, and began to pour into her throat. Yoruichi did her best to swallow it all. Even as more and more of it erupted from his member, she was easily able to get it all, not spilling a single drop by the time it stopped flowing.

But once it had stopped and Ichigo had blown his entire load, Yoruichi was quick to playfully pop her lips off from around his member. Though, she didn’t let him go. She didn’t let Ichigo get up. Not when she wanted more from him. She eagerly dragged her tongue along her lips before unwrapping her tail from his neck and turning herself around, moving fast enough that Ichigo couldn’t pull away from her. And now that she was facing him, her lips only inches from his own while her rear end rested gently against his still-throbbing shaft, Yoruichi couldn’t stop herself from smiling and keeping him in place.

“Have… Have you come to your senses yet…?” The question quietly left Ichigo as it became even more clear to them both that his exhaustion was playing a big part in him not even trying to get away from her at this point. But when he felt her tail wrap around his shaft, guiding it to point upward, he knew that she wasn’t done. Especially when Yoruichi’s lips curled into a large and devious smile. Just in time for her to throw herself down and impale her pussy onto his rigid shaft.

A loud, shameless, and excited moan erupted from Yorucihi’s lips as she slammed herself down onto Ichigo’s cock. The pleasure, bliss, and pain that surged through her merged together into a wonderful feeling of ecstasy right out of the gate, causing hot and heavy breaths to spill from Yoruichi’s lips as she immediately began to bounce on Ichigo’s throbbing member. She didn’t slam herself down onto his lap hard enough to hurt him, but she threw herself down with enough intensity to make it clear just how desperately she craved his cock while in this form.

Of course, as she worked herself into a rhythm, Yoruichi found herself screaming and moaning each and every time she impaled herself on Ichigo’s member. Her amber eyes rolled into the back of her head as the pleasure that she felt quickly began to get to her, swelling up inside of her and pushing her to new heights of excitement. However, as more and more pleasure filled her, Yoruichi found herself sinking deep and deeper into the throes of her bliss.

Those hot and heavy breaths that left her quickly turned into lustful and lurid moans as she gripped tightly onto Ichigo’s shoulders, keeping him in place and refusing to let him move from underneath her. Though, of course, as she continued to slam herself onto his cock, Yoruichi knew that he wouldn’t be going anywhere. She knew that Ichigo couldn’t get out from this spot even if he wanted to.

Fortunately, as she impaled herself over and over again onto his member, Ichigo didn’t even struggle at this point. While he knew something was up and that Yoruichi wasn’t being herself, he didn’t fight it anymore. As the pleasure and exhaustion began to get to him, he did not hesitate to bring both of his hands to her rear end, resting them against her soft and supple ass cheeks. And as she picked up the pace of her bouncing, he did not shy away from the pleasure that was starting to get to him as well.

Even when Yoruichi leaned herself down and stole a heated and passionate kiss from his lips, allowing her lust to get the better of her, he did not shy away from it. Ichigo quickly returned the heated and desperate affection that was presented to him, squeezing tightly onto Yoruichi’s ass in the process. And for a moment, as one kiss transitioned into another one, he felt her stop her bouncing to instead rotate her hips and tease his shaft.

Unfortunately, this sudden shift in her approach threw Ichigo for a loop. He didn’t expect her to change things up like this. So when her inner walls tightened around his shaft in a new way, milking him differently than before, he couldn’t stop the pleasure and bliss that he felt from skyrocketing. Especially when Yoruichi forced her tongue past his lips and into his mouth, causing him to suckle on and struggle against it with his own.

Much to her surprise, when Ichigo reached the peak of his pleasure this time, he didn’t cum right away. Yoruichi stopped rocking her hips against his lap, grinding against him to try and make him cum, and began to bounce herself on his cock once again. There was no hesitation or shame as she hoisted her hips into the air before dropping herself back down, purposefully taking every inch of his shaft that she could with each bounce. And, of course, as she picked up the pace, she did her best to keep herself steady as well, feeling her own pleasure reaching a boiling point.

Yoruichi’s heart raced in her chest as she gave in to the pleasure that she felt, slamming herself down against his cock as roughly and intently as she could. And much to her surprise and bliss, doing this threw Ichigo over the edge and into an orgasm of his own. Which, of course, she was more than happy to accept each and every drop of cum that flooded into her womb and painted her inner walls.

Relishing in the way he erupted inside of her, pumping rope after rope of his cum into her pussy, Yoruichi was quickly pushed into her own orgasm. Her inner walls clamped down like a vice around Ichigo’s cock, milking it for every drop of cum that she could possibly manage to get from him. In this form, it felt like heaven to be bred in such a way, to have someone cumming inside of her like this when all her body craved was the feeling of someone’s warmth flooding into her. And since she had gotten exactly what she wanted, Yoruichi couldn’t bring herself to do anything other than slump down against Ichigo’s body. Her breasts pressed firmly against his stomach as she nestled against him, the height of her spiritual pressure starting to fade away now that the excitement that she felt had been satiated.

Unfortunately, this easily left Yoruichi in a spot she couldn’t pull herself out of. As soon as enough of her energy had faded, she was left looking at Ichigo in embarrassment as her beast form faded away, leaving her utterly naked against his body. Though, she didn’t shy away from what she had done, a devious smile swiftly forming on her lips as she wrapped an arm around his head. “I hope you’re ready for another round after we get a bit of rest.~”