Comfort
Chapter 1: Comforting Rangiku
IchigoXRangiku

A.N.: Three-Shot!
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach!
Warning: Lemon!

Shortly after Ichigo got his powers back….
Squad 10 grounds
Ichigo POV

Ichigo sat and watched the party that unfolded before him. Now that his powers were back and he was a substitute again, Rangiku and the other lieutenants were celebrating with a big shindig, partying the night away. Thankfully, Ichigo was able to convince the others that he was too young to drink, sipping mouthfuls of lemonade that Isane brought since, like Ichigo; she didn't want to drink booze.

It was getting late in the evening and things were starting to wind down, with many of the partygoers passing out on the benches from too much sake. Rukia was sitting with Ichigo, catching up with her old friend on everything that she'd missed. Renji was right beside her, drunk off his ass and with his face plastered into the wooden bench, completely wasted. Ichigo shook his head at his friend's drunkenness. The more things change….

Rukia's conversation with Ichigo was cut short when she saw the main orchestrator of the party, Rangiku Matsumoto, swaying on the dancefloor. With a red face and a belly overfilled with sake, Rangiku looked like she was about to fall over, despite the fact that she looked like she was happy. "Oh dear…."

Ichigo stood up. "I'll take her back to her room. It's only fair since she arranged this party for me."

"Yeah, and you didn't drink a drop of sake…" Renji slurred into the bench.

Ignoring the drunken redhead, Ichigo got up. Walking out onto the empty dancefloor, Ichigo put a hand on Rangiku's shoulder.

The strawberry blonde giggled when she turned and saw Ichigo standing behind her. "Hey Ichigo! Let's dance!" Ichigo struggled with her as she grabbed him by his shihakusho. "Aw c'mon, Ichigo!" Rangiku protested. "You got your powers back! Live a little and dance!"

"I think you've had enough, Rangiku!" Ichigo insisted, taking her by the hand and dragging her off the dancefloor. Turning to her superior, Captain Hitsugaya, who was sitting on a bench, Ichigo frowned. "Hey Toshiro! Where's her room at so she can sleep this off?"

Toshiro scowled at the boy's lack of respect. Ichigo never called him by his proper title, but by now he was used to it. He pointed to the far end of the barracks. "Over there, last room on the right."

Nodding in thanks, Ichigo lead Rangiku away from the party, the lieutenant pouting with every step. "Aw c'mon, Ichigo! I was having fun!"

"If by "fun" you mean you were about to drop from drinking too much then sure…" Ichigo muttered. He gasped when he felt Rangiku press herself against him, almost making him stumble and fall.

"Oooh, taking me back to my room so we can be all alone…" Rangiku slurred into his ear. "I wonder what devious things you have in store for me…."

Batting away the images that popped into his head, Ichigo gently lifted Rangiku up and carried her the rest of the way. "You're drunk, Rangiku. You need to sleep this off."

"Party pooper…."

Rangiku remained silent as Ichigo carried her into her room. Turning on a lamp, Ichigo walked over to the bed, gently setting the lieutenant down. Due to Rangiku's silence, Ichigo thought that she'd fallen asleep already. "There," he said as he stood back up. Turning around, he was about to walk out of the room to rejoin everybody at the party when his eye caught something on the nightstand next to the bed. Leaning down, Ichigo took a better look at it.

It was an old photograph. It was black and white, probably taken when cameras just became a thing. It might've been old, but Rangiku had taken good care of the photo, so Ichigo could see everything clearly. It showed Rangiku and another man, standing beneath a waterfall. After closer inspection, Ichigo saw that the man was a younger Gin Ichimaru. In fact, they both looked really young, like they were barely teenagers.

"That was Gin before he became a lieutenant in the Squads. Before he became Aizen's lackey…" muttered Rangiku. Ichigo blushed as he realized Rangiku had been awake the whole time.

"Oh! I'm sorry, Rangiku!" Ichigo quickly apologized, feeling embarrassed. "I didn't mean to pry."

Rangiku looked down at the floor, her eyes getting misty. "No, it's alright. I just…" Looking up, Rangiku began to cry as her memories of Gin invaded her drunken mind. "I just miss him so much…."

Ichigo, worried for the suddenly depressed Rangiku, sat back down on the bed. "Hey, it's alright." The boy put his hand on her shoulder in a comforting gesture, not quite sure of what he was supposed to do here; a crying Rangiku was a bit different from a crying Yuzu or Karin. He was shocked as Rangiku turned and buried her head in his chest and sobbed. "Rangiku…."

After several minutes Rangiku finally spoke. "Ichigo… can I ask you to do something for me? Just once?"

"Yeah, Rangiku. Anything."

In the back of her head, Rangiku made it a vow to beg forgiveness from Orihime for what she was about to do but she knew that she couldn't spend the night all alone. Sitting up, she pulled herself closer to Ichigo and looked into his brown eyes.

"Please Ichigo…hold me…."

Nodding, Ichigo wrapped his arms around the woman and held her tight, trying to push away the notion that her huge breasts were pressing against him. Soon Rangiku's sobbing had subsided and her breathing became more regulated as she sat there in Ichigo's arms. "Ichigo…" Rangiku whispered as she raised her head, her eyes red from her crying.

"Yes?" Ichigo asked, feeling a little weary from the look in her eyes.

Rangiku grasped the back of his head and pulled Ichigo's face to hers, pressing her lips against Ichigo's. Ichigo was in too much shock to stop her, letting Rangiku take the opportunity to lean back and let Ichigo lay on top of her, her fingers digging into his hair and neck as she deepened the kiss. As they parted, Ichigo, lost in the feel of Rangiku's soft, pillowy lips, found himself unable to stop himself from coming back for more. Rangiku moaned as Ichigo kissed her, his lips feeling so good against hers.

"Rangiku…."

The strawberry blonde looked up at him with sad eyes. "Ichigo, just for one night…" her hands went to her top, pulling it apart, revealing her beautiful chest to him. Ichigo's face became as red as his namesake as he stared at her chest. "Please… stay with me…" she begged with misty eyes.

Knowing that there was no going back now, Ichigo relented. "Ok…" he whispered, kissing her again. Somehow, the taste of sake on her lips didn't taste so bad to him.

Before Ichigo knew it, Rangiku was peeling off his clothes. Rangiku purred seductively as she saw Ichigo's built chest, her finely manicured nails raking down his sides, making him shiver at his touch. "Do you like that, Ichigo?" she asked, nibbling on his earlobe.

"Yes…" Ichigo sighed with pleasure, pulling away Rangiku's obi. Looking up at the woman, Ichigo's eyes asked for permission. Smiling at Ichigo's gentlemen nature, Rangiku nodded and closed her legs, letting Ichigo slip off her hakama and underwear and tossing them to the floor.

"Aww!" The drunken Rangiku sat up. "No fair! I can't be the only one naked!" She pushed Ichigo down onto his back and crawled on top of him. Sighs and moans spewed out of Ichigo's mouth as Rangiku kissed her way down, peppering his neck and chest with small kisses. "Ahahah…" she giggled as she gave one of his nipples a good lick. "Looks like my little Ichigo's sensitive." Continuing further, she pulled off Ichigo's hakama and tossed it to the floor alongside hers. "Oh my!" Rangiku gasped as Ichigo's manhood was freed from its confines. "Ichigo, how are you not popular with the ladies?"

Before Ichigo could fire off a retort, Rangiku leaned down and gave the cock's underside a good lick. "Ahhh…" she sighed lewdly as she tasted Ichigo. "Hmmm…needs more sake!"

As Ichigo sat up, wondering what Rangiku was doing, the woman reached over to the night stand and grabbed a bottle of sake and a small disc, pouring a tiny amount on it. Ichigo gasped as the cold liquid was poured over his dick, Rangiku vulgarly moaning as she licked it again. "Much better," she said licking her lips. "Sake flavored cock is the best!"

Seeing Ichigo eye her massive hooters, Rangiku grinned. "Oh? You aren't just satisfied with my mouth? Ok then." She cupped her large tits and wedged Ichigo's cock between them. "How about a good titfuck?"

Ichigo lay back against the wall and moaned as he was given a paizuri by the biggest pair of boobs in the Soul Society. Her soft, warm tits enveloped him and felt amazing as she began to drag them up and down, the head peeking out from the top every now and again. "That feels amazing." His hands joined hers in pushing her breasts tighter. As Rangiku leaned down and licked the head of his cock Ichigo began to thrust up into her cleavage, making Rangiku's tits jiggle wildly. When Rangiku licked the slit of Ichigo's overly sensitive cock, it spelled the end of his resistance. "Rangiku…cumming!" he moaned through clenched teeth before climaxing.

"Ahhh…" Rangiku purred as her face and tits were covered in hot cum. "It's so hot…." She continued to titfuck Ichigo as he came all over her. "There's so much, Ichigo. You really shouldn't keep it all in." If Ichigo had gone soft from his huge orgasm, he quickly got his fire back as he watch Rangiku sit up and lick her tits clean, pushing them up to her mouth so her pink tongue could lick up his essence. "Mmmh!" she moaned as she tasted Ichigo's sweet treat. "Ichigo, you taste so good!"

Staring down at Ichigo's hard cock, Rangiku's drunken body heated up with anticipation. Laying on her back, Rangiku spread her legs and fingered herself, moaning lewdly as she stared up at Ichigo. "Ichigo…take me…."

Kissing his virginity goodbye, Ichigo crawled over to the begging woman. Rangiku's legs wrapped around him as he drew closer, her hands going to his shoulders. "Rangiku…." He rubbed her hot honeypot with the tip of his cock, making Rangiku arch her back, her grip on his waist and shoulders tightening. "I'm gonna put it in…."

"Yesss…." Rangiku's head rolled back as she felt her cunt slowly filled by Ichigo's manhood. "Ohhh…it's so big…." Her eyes widened as her pussy was bottomed out. It'd been so long since she had a man fill her completely; it felt so good to the drunken lieutenant. "Oh, Ichigo! Fuck me!" she pleaded, holding him tight.

Rangiku gave a cute squeak as Ichigo pulled out and then quickly pushed back in, hitting her cervix. While most women were of the kind who felt pain from having the entrance to their womb hit, to Rangiku's drunken mind it felt amazing. Ichigo held Rangiku tight as he pounded her pussy, her wet womanhood unlike anything he'd ever experienced before. "So hot! So tight!" he gasped, burying his face into her shoulder as his hips began to move with a mind of their own, the bed beneath them rocking and creaking from his ever increasing pace.

"OH! AH!" Rangiku cried out with each thrust into her. Her head was spinning; her vison blanking out. Her nails dug into Ichigo's back as she bucked into him, making her breasts begin to bounce like water balloons. Feeling them rub against his chest, Ichigo palmed one, earning a groan from Rangiku as he squeezed her tit.

Already aroused due to her drunken state, Rangiku's eyes went wide as she curled her toes, the knot in her stomach coming undone. "Fuck!" she shouted as she held onto Ichigo like a life preserver. "You're gonna make me cum! I'm gonna cum!"

All at once, Ichigo felt her walls tighten around him and his inexperienced body couldn't handle such an intense sensation. "Rangiku! I'm gonna cum too!"

"Inside!" Rangiku pleaded, kissing him madly until both their lips were bruised. "Fill my womb to the brim!"

"Ah! RANGIKU!" Ichigo screamed, exploding inside Rangiku.

"OH! ICHIGOOOOO!" Rangiku drunkenly slurred, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as she came, her walls tightening around Ichigo. Her lower half melted as she felt Ichigo's spunk shoot into her womb. "Ohhh…it's so hot… my pussy feels like it's on fire…" she cooed, nuzzling Ichigo's neck. When Ichigo tried to pull out of her, Rangiku stopped him. "No…" she looked into his eyes and held onto him. "Please…let's just stay just like this…."

While Ichigo was a bit apprehensive of the idea of staying balls deep inside of Rangiku, he couldn't deny her. "…Ok." Laying on their sides, Ichigo reached for the blanket and pulled it across them, his arms wrapping around Rangiku. The strawberry blonde nuzzled Ichigo's neck again as she wrapped her arms and legs around him, feeling happy bliss for the first time in ages. "Ichigo?"

"Yes?"

"Thank you…" Rangiku whispered as she felt sleep overtake her. "Thank you…."

Holding her tightly, Ichigo kissed Rangiku's forehead and followed her into dreamland, still connected to her filled womanhood….

To Be Continued
Next Chapter: Comforting Orihime