60 Pushing Buttons
With Rukia wanting to rest before going out on patrol that evening, Ohta intended to head down to the first floor or subterranean chamber to ease his tensions. The moment the elevator doors closed, however, a panel in the ceiling opened up, followed by Soifon dropping down and pushing the emergency stop button.
"I'm really not in the mood..." remarked Ohta, staring at the petite Captain with a deadpan expression.
Seemingly not caring, Soifon firmly asserted, "You should not be flirting with the Lieutenant of Squad 10. You're already beyond lucky that Lady Yoruichi permits your relationship with-"
Interrupting Soifon's tirade, Ohta narrowed his eyes and said, "Strip." in a deep, firm tone.
Though she frowned deeply, Soifon immediately lost her vigor as she averted her eyes and crossed her left arm over her body, grabbing her right sleeve as she muttered, "That...isn't why I stopped the elevator..."
"Are you disobeying me?" questioned Ohta. "The man you have sworn to serve at the behest of your Mistress...?"
"Kuh..."
Without further protest, Soifon shed her Captain's haori and proceeded to strip naked under Ohta's watchful, silent gaze. Her figure was remarkably similar to Rukia's, but she was around six centimeters taller, and, despite appearing smooth at a glance, there was a faint shadow of freshly shaven pubes adorning her clearly mint pussy.
Raising his brows, Ohta asked, "Did you shave for me...?" in a less serious tone.
Instead of answering Ohta's question, Soifon's scowl deepened along with her complexion as she growled, "Just tell me what to do..."
Shaking his head, Ohta pointed out, "You already did as I instructed. I just wanted to emphasize the point that you're 'not' in a position to lecture or talk down to me. Also, your Mistress, Yoruichi, isn't 'permitting' me to do a damn thing. Other than myself, the only person with that qualification is in my bedroom taking a nap..."
Grabbing Soifon's face, Ohta forced the athletic woman to look up at him as he asserted, "If Rukia didn't permit it, neither you nor your Mistress would have the chance to 'serve' me. Fortunately for you, she has more heart than sense..."
Without explaining what he meant, Ohta released his hold on Soifon's face, preempting her response by instructing, "Sit down, lean back, and spread your legs. You're not worthy of my dick right now, but I can give you a 'pittance' to ensure you don't feel like you let your Mistress down..."
Though she had an aggrieved look that made it look like she wanted to bite his throat out, Soifon begrudgingly complied with Ohta's instructions, lying with her upper back supported by the elevator's wall as she spread her legs. Curiously enough, even though he didn't instruct her, she took it upon herself to spread her pussy, glaring at him the entire time.
"You're pretty cute when you don't say anything," said Ohta, transitioning into his spirit form before opening his Shihakusho to reveal his erect dick. Soifon's eyes widened when he did, the pupils of her eyes contracting to the size of pinholes, but instead of speaking, she brought her chin to her collarbone, staring up at him with upturned eyes as she spread her pussy even wider.
("This girl is a total masochist...") thought Ohta, stroking his cock while holding Soifon's unblinking gaze. She still looked like she wanted to kill him, but her usually silent breaths began to echo through the enclosed space as her tiny, pale pink nipples visibly hardened. By the time he was prepared to blow his load onto her face and body, her glare had begun to lose its edge, her eyes briefly losing their focus when he painted her from head to groin in his semen...
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Waiting until Soifon cleaned herself up and donned her clothes, Ohta asked, "So, what did you want? And, fair warning, if you say the only reason you halted the elevator was to lecture me, I'm fucking you in the ass until you can't walk straight, much less use Shunpo..."
Furrowing her brows, Soifon looked like she wanted to retort but, after several seconds of deliberation, decided against it. Instead, she did her best to exude the aura and dignity of a Captain, standing straight as she explained, "I arrived to inform you of the reason for my presence here. I was unable to do so earlier since you left in the middle of explaining the hotel's facilities..."
Nodding his head, Ohta said, "Let's hear it." He had already considered multiple explanations for Soifon's presence, but he never expected her to reveal, "Yoruichi-sama will soon reclaim her rightful status as the Head of the Shihouin Clan, Commander-in-Chief of the Onmitsukido, and Captain of Squad 2. As such, I have been assigned to protect and watch over you as the Chief of your security detail..."
"You're really going to give up being a Captain just like that?" asked Ohta. He could understand being loyal to someone, but Soifon's commitment to Yoruichi was just...insane...
"The Feng Clan have been loyal servants of the Shihouin for countless generations," replied Soifon. "Every single one of my sisters has fought and died in service to the Shihouin. I will not stain their honor and my family's legacy by being the first to renege on my duty, the very purpose for which I was given life..."
("This bitch is serious...") thought Ohta, deciding not to push the soon-to-be Ex-Captain's buttons too hard in the future. He also didn't deny her the opportunity to serve and protect him. Not because he needed protection but because it would be convenient to have a super-assassin/gofer to spy on people and do errands for him. Ayame had been doing an excellent job thus far, but a 5th Seat couldn't compete with a Captain...
Nodding his head, Ohta replied, "Fine. I can respect a woman who gives their all to preserve the legacy and honor of their family. Just remember, this isn't the Shihouin Clan. If I catch you talking down to Rukia or trying to threaten those close to me, you're done. Understood...?"
Though she would prefer it if Ohta stayed away from other women and focused all his attention on Yoruichi, Soifon quickly nodded in affirmation, responding, "I understand, Ohta-dono..." before abruptly bowing with her right fist cupped by her left hand.
Causing Soifon's body to tense noticeably, Ohta placed his hand on her head, stating, "I'm going to put a psychic imprint in your body. Instead of using spirit energy to signal you, I'll use this..."
Feeling a fluttery sensation in her heart, Soifon's eyes widened at the notion that Ohta had basically just put a bomb in her chest. It wasn't his intention, but Soifon interpreted this as Ohta wanting to remind her that her life was in his hands every time he signaled for her to appear.
Before retracting his hand, Ohta ruffled Soifon's hair and said, "And that's that. Now, unless there's something else, I'll be heading down to the first floor for a workout."
Though Ohta's words weren't intended as an invitation, Soifon nodded in affirmation and replied, "Understood. Then I shall accompany you." as if it were a matter of course.
"You're not a duckling," replied Ohta. "Also, until you step down from your active role as Captain of the 2nd Division, you shouldn't treat me as your Lord–or whatever, when we're in public. This is the Human World, not the Soul Society. Pick up some modern literature to learn how humans speak and interact with each other."
Causing Ohta more concern than relief, Soifon supplied another nod and said, "Yoruichi-sama has already provided me and the others with various texts to decipher and study. I will have everything memorized before this week's close. I swear upon the honor of the Feng Clan."
"I'll give you until Aizen's defeat," countered Ohta. "Undermining that bastard's plan and stringing up him should be everyone's top priority..."
"Understood," responded Soifon, her face fixed in a near-permanent scowl but lacking the enmity from before. Thus, both to reward and deter her from doing anything stupid in the near future, Ohta extended his hand to caress her head, stating, "As someone chosen by Yoruichi, I have high expectations for you, Little Feng. If you can avoid behaving like a bitch in the coming weeks, I'll invite you to attend us the next time your Mistress comes over to impale herself on my cock..."
Though she frowned deeply in response to Ohta's crass words, Soifon couldn't conceal the glimmer of expectation in her eyes as she swallowed instinctively. Yoruichi had prohibited Soifon from servicing her without the express permission of Ohta, so the latter's 'promise' was like sweet honey to the girl with a bee-themed Zanpakuto. She even started to consider he might not be such a bad guy...
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After barely shaking off Soifon, convincing her to stay out of sight like the rest of his 'security detail,' Ohta felt he might genuinely lose his shit when on his way to the gym, he encountered Rangiku hugging a 1.8 Litre bottle of sake she had pilfered from the lounge's bar.
Spotting Ohta like an eagle eyeing a rabbit, Rangiku mused, "Oh, it's Ohta-kun. Care to accompany a girl for a drink? I invited the Captain and Renji-kun, but they completely blew me off. Can you believe that? What kind of men leave a beautiful woman to drink alone~?"
"Those who think with their heads instead of their dicks...?" replied Ohta.
Covering her mouth and exhaling a throaty chuckle, Rangiku narrowed her eyes and teased, "Real men use both. The former to earn a girl's favor and the latter to keep it..."
Adopting a smile of his own, Ohta retorted, "Seeing as you're single, you must not have met any 'real' men."
Furrowing her brows, Rangiku softly remarked, "That wasn't very cute of you..." before immediately regaining her smile as she asked, "Wait, don't tell me...could you be a lightweight? Scared that I'll push you down when you're at your most vulnerable~?"
"And what's the opposite of that situation?" countered Ohta. "Me, pushing you down? Sorry, but I like my women to be cognizant before I fuck them senseless..."
Exhaling an amused snort, Rangiku remarked, "You've got a lot of pluck for a sixteen-year-old human. Though, seeing as how you charged into the Soul Society to take back your women, I suppose it makes sense for you to be a little cheeky. Still, fucking women senseless? I find that very difficult to believe. Rukia-chan is probably just being 'considerate' so you don't feel bad..."
"She is a very 'considerate' woman," conceded Ohta. "But unless every woman I've slept with is considerately passing out or rolling their eyes back after I get them to squirt like a fire hydrant, I have good reason to be 'cheeky.'"
Staring at Ohta with narrowed eyes, various thoughts crossed Rangiku's mind. She was originally just fooling around to tease him, but if he were half the man he purported to be, it wouldn't be a complete waste of time to share a drink with him. She could definitely use something more than alcohol to take her mind off the things that had been bothering her since long before recent events...
Interrupting Rangiku's deliberation, Ohta said, "Well, I'm off to the gym. Good luck with your day drinking."
"Seriously...?" asked Rangiku, stepping into Ohta's path as she adopted a feigned pout and said, "You tell me how 'good' you are and then hang me out to dry? Someone needs to teach you an 'in-depth' lesson about being held accountable for your words and actions..."
"Don't tempt me, woman," cautioned Ohta. "Rukia wants me to gain 'more experience' before we ultimately marry, so I'll destroy your ass if you keep provoking me..."
Blinking and then widening her eyes in shock, Rangiku, very briefly, found herself at a loss for words. There was a chance that Ohta was lying to try and induce or intimidate her, but if he were telling the truth, she wouldn't need to feel guilty or apologetic when her path inevitably intersected with Rukia's. Rather, they might even be able to become friends...
Making up her mind, Rangiku adopted her most alluring smile as she said, "Consider yourself provoked..."
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(A/N: Same day, but I feel compelled to remind everyone that this is not a harem novel (O ^ O)...)
