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MOST ATTRACTIVE FEATURE

✱ Comment with your character. Feel free to include a link to a picture of them at their best/most flattering/cutest/beautiful/handsome/most appealing/etc.
✱ Other characters are forced to ~~gently compelled~~ to admit the one part of yours they find the most attractive. Hair? Eyes? Muscles? That height? That mole? That ass...umption that they're a great person?
✱ Your character now has to flip all the scripts and fess up to others.
✱ Rinse. Repeat. Regret.
✱ Of course, if they're boring, some people might be drawn to a personality trait over a physical one.
✱ But that cute smile, tho. Lemme swoon.

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[fight_fetishist]

Depends. Some do it better than others.

[Some do it excellently, like smearing the cum along their bottom lip before taking their time with licking their fingers. As if she wants to lick her lips and taste it later.]

I'd watch you for hours. So what does that tell you?

[His cock twitches, giving a slight sway. If it didn't from the sensual manner in which she tasted his fluid, it definitely does from the way she's looking at him. The heat he sees could keep Kenpachi warm for a long, long time.

He moves back to fit between her legs once more. His eye watches her, moving slowly down Lucy's voluptuous body. Her gorgeous curves..that incredible pussy. His gaze stops there for a moment, lingering obviously on it.

Then it flicks back to Lucy's lidded gaze. Locks intensely with her cute (and currently hot) expressive eyes.]

Got something in mind for me?

[vanikey]

[ lucy is surprised to find the hunger in her hasn't fully evaporated. she knows it's not a matter of being satisfied -- the three orgasms say as much -- so it seems more like a general insatiability... a hunger that zaraki evokes in her, unbidden.

but at his prompting, under that intense attention, lucy finds herself wavering. she is normally quite confident in her sex appeal, but in the face of someone with actual (and, from the sounds of it, extensive) experience, a shyness overtakes her. nearly making her self-conscious.

does she have something in mind for him? her general inexperience has her mind drawing up a blank.

she sits herself up, cheeks enflamed. ]

Shouldn't you offer me a way to clean up?

[fight_fetishist]

What?

[What..just happened?

Confused, it's almost like someone just threw cold water on him. He gets up, rising to his feet and rubbing the back of his head.

He didn't do anything wrong..although she may not want a messy chest. Most don't. Did he overdo it again? He fetches Lucy a towel and offers it to her.]

Here. [The confusion is written all over his face still.]

[vanikey]

[ lucy can tell the exact moment she fucked up, from how the room suddenly turns so cold. fortunately, kenpachi doesn't seem mad or put off, but rather just confused. which is... fair. he'd have no way of knowing what was going on through lucy's head.

she murmurs a soft thank you when he fetches her the towel, using it to wipe the rest of the stickiness off her chest and face.

eventually she's completely dry, and by then she's mustered up some courage. ]

I'm... not exactly experienced.

[ though she figures he already put that together himself. she wouldn't call herself a proud person, but no one likes to admit to inadequacy. ]

I don't really know what a man would want after... that.

[fight_fetishist]

[Yeah, he put it together pretty quick. Lucy's confession helps in a major way, everything clicking together.]

Virgin-virgin, eh? Heh.

[His smile returns. He understands. Kenpachi drops into a crouch and reaches out to cup Lucy's opposite cheek. He gently turns her head to better face him.]

I'll teach you everything if you want. Hell, telling you what to do sounds hot anyway. Whaddya say?

[vanikey]

[ putting it so plainly like that has lucy bristling slightly, making her almost huffy by the time he's prompting her to meet his eyes again. she's got that pout again, cheeks slightly puffed, but there's not a lot of sting to it. ]

Don't think you can go bossing me around, [ she huffs. just! making that clear!!

then, quieter, ] But... I wouldn't mind knowing what makes you feel good.

[fight_fetishist]

[There's that cute shit again. Damn him for liking it! He takes the pouty blonde and slowly pulls her down onto the bedroll with him. Facing each other on their sides, Kenpachi grabs the towel and tosses it in a trashcan in the corner of the room. It makes a brief clattering sound that he ignores.]

A lot of things make me feel good, even if you like it too. Coming in someone as tight as you would have been great for a guy that likes a snug fit..like me.

[Without an ounce of teasing and speaking to Lucy as an adult, he asks--]

Were you scared I'd toss you to the side after?

[vanikey]

[ the way she looks away from him at that is probably an answer in and of itself, but to lucy's credit she doesn't pull away. she feels especially small now, curled up against him as she is.

maybe surprisingly, she shakes her head. she isn't so young and naive as to think this single act shared between them is going to mean anything more. she has no expectations here. ]

I think.. I was scared by how much I wanted it.

It was all just a lot, all at once.

[fight_fetishist]

I get that a lot.

[Both those things, actually. He's come across an anon or two that have said exactly those words in this odd space they find themselves in. Although the second thing is said less.

Far less. He can pace himself with her though, if she wants. More opportunities as far as he sees it. A slow motion and Kenpachi places a blanket over them, bringing it just below Lucy's shoulder thanks to size difference.]

Nothing wrong with getting lost in it..but I can take my time with you.

[He isn't talking down to her or trying to treat her like she's weak, and also makes it clear he won't be just "tossing her to the side" as he basically put it earlier.]

[vanikey]

[ silence is her answer for a handful of moments. she simply lays there, looking at him, as if she's really seeing him for the first time.

looks can really be so deceiving, can't they. ]

...You're pretty sweet, you know.

[ she shifts to curl up a little closer to him, greedily seeking out the warmth radiating off his powerful body. ]

[fight_fetishist]

[Yeah, yeah. He has a weakness for cute. Lucy has perfected this very thing while managing to add a dash of beauty to it. Kenpachi welcomes Lucy, draping his arm over her hip. His hand rests gently on her bottom.

Grinning, he gives the cheek a light tap or two. A display of a more playful side.]

Uh, I guess. Just don't tell anybody. I got a rep to protect.

[vanikey]

Does that mean I get this side of you all to myself?

[ that hint of playfulness just coaxes her own to come out. he can probably feel her grin against his chest. ]

[fight_fetishist]

Uh..yeah. If you want.

[He can totally feel it..and the cheery is melting the grouchy even more.]

I was gonna say you can come by whenever you want--[He clears his throat, hand slowly rubbing her round cheek.]

--and stay as long ya want, too.

[vanikey]

[ her smile only widens at that. his words along with the gentle motions of his hand have got her feeling warm all over again, that she can't help but snuggling even closer. she feels strangely heavy with exhaustion but vibrating with restless energy. is this how it always feels after? ]

I'd like that.

[fight_fetishist]

[Lucy's snuggles won't be denied, his hand eventually going from her bottom to her back. The same rubbing motion he gave her earlier when she need a moment to gather herself after first easing onto him.

Slow, firm, soothing.]

Yeah?

[vanikey]

[ she nods. with her face hidden, and all kenpachi's gestures of comfort, lucy grows a lot bolder. she eventually lifts her head so she can reach her lips to his ear, whispering softly, ]

I'd like a round two for you, too.

[fight_fetishist]

[Kenpachi makes a pleased sound, but it's softer. Something more intimate.]

You got it.

[He moves onto his back, bringing Lucy with him so that he has her draped over his chest. Her breasts rest heavy against the hard lines of muscle. So big, so soft~ He loves it. He wants to tell her to drag those beauties along his body as she potentially makes her way down, but instead has a simple suggestion.]

Wanna learn how I like it sucked? Or do you think you got another ride left in ya?

[vanikey]

[ she lets out a soft squeak of surprise when they're suddenly rolled, reminding her yet again how strong he is. how easily he can just move her around. that, coupled with the suggestions he makes, brings a fresh new blush to her cheeks. to think she'd been so bold just seconds ago.

chewing on her bottom lip, lucy readjusts herself so she can make the slow descent down the length of the larger man's body. (she doesn't think to drag her breasts over his skin, but they hang heavy and full, making for a still alluring sight as her hips sway behind her.) her still-shaky legs tell her though the spirit may be willing, the body is quite tired by now. so instead she leans down, pressing a soft kiss to the tip of his dick. ]

Tell me what you like.

[fight_fetishist]

[Kenpachi does seem to throw Lucy off. Part of his tendency to do what he wants, or how excited he gets. Or both. He can do so much with his strength when it comes to her and sex--Lucy has no idea.

Yet.

She does make a nice sight with her breasts hanging and her ass wagging. It gives the impression that she's pleased. Happy? Both, maybe.

Her wanting to know what he likes makes him laugh. He assumes she means between the two.]

Both. Ehh, that kiss is a nice start. I wanna see how much you can get in your mouth, so suck and swallow.

[He pauses.]

Treat it real good. Like you love it. Cradle it, kiss it, nuzzle it. I like having it licked from base to tip. Especially the underside.

[vanikey]

[ treat it like you love it, he says. lucy is still coming to terms with the fact she's about to put her mouth on a man's cock for the first time in her life, so she briefly wonders if she'll manage to convey such a reverence. it's an unnecessary worry, though, because the second lucy reaches a hand to smooth over the softened length, she feels a shiver run down her spine over the memory of just how good this very thing had felt buried so deep inside her. with that vivid memory in mind, it's not too hard at all to find the affection to smother it with.

with a soft sound, she does as he suggests -- dragging her tongue all along the length, from base to tip. she licks every inch she can get to, getting him nice and slick as she coaxes him to stiffen again in her hands. she pays special attention to that underside, like he says, letting her tongue give teasing little flicks right where the fat cockhead swells.

when she's got him good and wet, she tentatively takes the tip into her mouth. her lips spread wide over his thickness, prompting another quiet sound from the back of her throat. h-how the hell is she meant to get more than a couple of inches in her mouth??? ]

[fight_fetishist]

[Kenpachi knew Lucy could do it. So long as he gives her the pieces, she's able to put together a pretty good or even great effort. Speaking of, he rather enjoys the soft sound he hears her make just as she gets to tending to him. It's a sweet, underrated sound of effort and appreciation.

Combined with the thorough actions of her tongue and watching the girl as she uses her cute, pink tongue the best she can, it's no wonder he soon stiffens in the girl's grasp.

She even tends to the head with some flicks. Very nice. While Lucy wonders how she can handle what she eventually sticks in her mouth, she hears the sound from low in Kenpachi's throat. An appreciative sort of grumble in response to the tight seal of her mouth. Full lips sliding along what she can handle, her ton--wait.]

You got me all distracted. More tongue while you got it in your mouth. No teeth.

[A beat.]

Take your time. Learn. Try stuff. You'll get better with time. And I'll give ya plenty of mine.

[vanikey]

[ more tongue, no teeth. lucy is nothing if not a dutiful student, filing his instructions away as she works more of the hardening length into her mouth. she doesn't know if she even manages to get half of him inside before she feels the fat cockhead bump against the back of her throat, nearly making her gag.

take your time.

she wants to do this right and please him the way he pleased her thrice-fold. she wants to hear more sounds drawn from him, to know she can distract a man so seemingly immovable.

what she can't fit in her mouth, she curls a hand around and strokes. that much she can intuit, while her tongue swipes aggressively along the underside of his cock. slowly she begins to draw him back out of her mouth, only to dip back down, again and again. each time she tries to take in more, push just a little further, all while keeping her gaze flicked upwards at the manz eager for his approval. ]

[fight_fetishist]

[Kenpachi watches throughout, intrigued. It's been awhile since he got his dick sucked. Even longer since the woman was a beginner. The process is something else..and there is a process. He can tell Lucy's intent as she gradually makes progress by adjusting.

She seeks to please him. He sees it in her eyes when she looks to him for praise.]

I like the tongue work. Like you want to taste whatever you can. I like that! But don't let stroking me be your crutch, or you'll never be able to handle all of me. There's other things your hand can do instead.

You're doing good though. Suck more while you do it. Suck hard. Like you need me to cum more than anything you ever wanted!

[He's clearly getting excited, his hand reaching out not to force her down, but to guide her head back up so he can have her do a couple quick head bobs before easing her back down and pulling her back off.]

Use your tongue to tease my head. The tip, too. Then take the tip and suck on it.

[vanikey]

[ lucy feels the tips of her ears burn scarlet from all his instructing. not that she doesn't want it or need it, but it's still a lot to hear such dirty things when she'd been a virgin over an hour ago. to kenpachi's credit, he's being a lot more matter-of-fact about it, almost clinical even, so it's not so embarrassing or distracting that lucy can't still keep most of her focus on the task at hand.

and what's at hand is his fully hardened length, which somehow feels even larger than it had when he'd been buried inside her pussy. maybe it's because her hands are so small, or that her throat is less prepared to take in very much. but with the guidance of his hand she at least starts on a fairly steady rhythm that has her bobbing over half of his cock.

mindful not to get too carried away with stroking, she tries to think of what "other things" she can do with her hand... with her mouth busy sucking, her tongue busy dancing all along his tip, what else is there to...?

oh.

curiously, lucy lets her hand drift lower, fingers gently fondling the heavy sac she finds there. maybe he means this...? ]

[fight_fetishist]

[The wording is an example of avoiding distracting Lucy. Embarrassing her is just fine, and he knows that he already loves doing that...but he felt doing it during something like this risked distracting her.

He obviously doesn't want the blonde to stop working him until she's done.]

Yeah..exactly that. Well done.

[His voice sounds darker when he speaks now. Something more husky. Sure Lucy has a small hand, but it's actually great for fondling his sac with. Her fingers and palm are so smooth, so soft~ They handle him beautifully. The digits dance sweetly, his breathing growing deeper. is cock gives a twitch in the girl's mouth, the exclamation point to the shinigami captain's change in tone.]

If you're feeling bold enough, your lips and tongue would feel even better down there. Stroke with your face buried in them and..that will get you what you want.

[He told Lucy the true secret to him, the ultimate way to get him going. Full strokes of his thick cock with her face buried in his sac.]

Dunno how long I could last then. Especially if you had a ball in your and ran your tongue over it again and again..

[His tone changes to something a little breathless sounding. His cock twitches again.
The tip quivers against her tongue.[]