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Bleach:I was kidnapped by the Yandere Unohana

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Waking up, I transmigrated to Bleach, becoming Kuchiki Byakuya's younger brother, Kuchiki Shinji. However, Kuchiki Shinji panicked. Why the hell is the Hōgyoku with me and why does it want to fuse with me? Wait, why does Aizen always want me to follow him and do great things! What, the Soul Society found out I can use Bankai? It's impossible for me to be a Captain. Even if I, Kuchiki Shinji, starve to death, die outside, or jump from a building in this life, I will absolutely not be a Captain. "Shinji, are you going on this mission to guard Karakura Town?" "There's only a 90% chance of success; rounded up, that's certain death. Let me play it safe for another billion hands." Wait! You said Shihōin Yoruichi is my fiancée? Then Karakura Town isn't somewhere I can't go after all. But... what about Rukia? And... Captain Unohana Retsu shouldn't chop me to death, right? Shinji fell into deep thought. *** 50 chapters in advance on Patreon : Evilbuddha_7
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Chapter 1 - I was kidnapped by the Yandere Unohana

The room was dimly lit by a single lamp on the nightstand. The white walls reflected the soft light. Unohana Retsu stood near the bed, her long black hair braided in a thick plait that fell to her waist. She wore a white shirt open over her generous chest, the buttons undone down to her navel.

Her skin was very pale, almost white, and her breasts were large and firm, visible under the thin fabric. Her hips were wide, her waist slim, and her legs long and slender under a short black skirt. Her violet eyes were cold, her face expressionless, but a smile that said a lot appeared when Shinji approached.

Shinji removed his shirt, revealing a muscular torso. He placed a hand on Unohana's cheek. She remained still, her gaze fixed, but her cheeks turned pink under his touch. "You're always so cold," he said, his voice low. Unohana did not respond, but her smile widened slightly.

He slid Unohana's shirt off her shoulders. The fabric fell to the floor, revealing her bare chest. Her breasts were round, heavy, with pink and hard nipples. Her pale skin contrasted with her black hair. Shinji placed his hands on her breasts, pressing them gently. Unohana blushed harder, her cheeks now red, but her face remained expressionless. She moaned softly, a low sound that betrayed her desire.

Shinji pulled her against him, his lips finding hers. Unohana responded to the kiss, her lips cold but eager. Her hands slid over his back, her nails grazing his skin. He lowered his lips to her neck, then to her chest. He took a nipple in his mouth, sucking it gently. Unohana moaned louder, her hands in his blond hair, pulling slightly. Her breasts rose with each quick breath, her pale skin blushing under his caresses.

He pushed her onto the bed, the white sheets cool against her pale skin. Unohana lay on her back, her black hair spread around her head, her braid undone. Her breasts rested heavily on her chest, her legs spread revealing her white and firm thighs. Shinji removed his pants, his muscular body now naked. He leaned over her, his hands caressing her wide hips, then descending to her thighs. Unohana blushed intensely, her violet eyes fixed on him with a look that devoured.

"You are mine," she murmured, her voice cold but possessive. Shinji smiled, a smile that said a lot. "Is that why you kidnapped me?" he replied, his fingers sliding between her thighs. He found the wet and warm spot. Unohana moaned, her hips lifting slightly. Her cheeks were red, her face still expressionless, but her eyes shone with an intense glow.

"I don't want you to marry Yoruichi."

Shinji kissed her delicately then entered her, his movements gentle at first. Unohana moaned, her hands gripping the sheets. Her breasts bounced slightly with each thrust, her pale skin contrasting with the white sheets. Shinji accelerated, his hands on her hips, his fingers sinking into her soft flesh. Unohana blushed harder, her moans becoming more frequent, more high-pitched. "Shinji..." she murmured, her voice trembling.

They changed position. Unohana straddled him, her slender legs framing his hips. Her breasts hung heavily, swaying with each movement. She moved her hips, descending on him with force. Shinji placed his hands on her breasts, pressing them, pinching the nipples. Unohana moaned louder, her cheeks red, her black hair falling over her face. Her pale body glistened with sweat, her wide hips undulating with grace.

"Never leave me," she said, her voice cold but loaded with threat. Shinji responded by seizing her hips, guiding her movements. "Never," he murmured. Unohana accelerated, her moans filling the room. Her breasts bounced forcefully, her pale skin blushing under the effort.

They changed again. Shinji placed her on her side, one leg raised on his shoulder. He entered her from behind, his hands caressing her round and firm buttocks. Unohana moaned, her hands gripping the sheets, her breasts pressed against the bed. Her black hair spread over the white sheets, her pale skin contrasting with the fabric. Shinji accelerated, his movements deep. Unohana blushed intensely, her moans becoming muffled cries.

"You are mine alone," she murmured, her yandere voice sharp despite her expressionless face. Shinji kissed her neck, his lips grazing her cold skin. "Yes," he replied, his hands sliding over her breasts, pressing them.

They returned face to face. Unohana on her back, her legs around his waist. Shinji entered her with force, his hands on her hips. Her breasts bounced with each stroke, her hard nipples brushing his torso. Unohana moaned, her cheeks red, her violet eyes fixed on him. Her moans became more desperate, more intense.

When they reached orgasm, Unohana cried his name, her breasts pressing against him, her legs trembling. Shinji groaned, his hands tightening her hips. They remained entwined, their breaths rapid. Unohana blushed still, her face expressionless, but her eyes shining with a possessive glow.

She nestled against him, her head on his torso, her black hair spread out. Her heavy breasts rested against his skin, her pale skin warm now. "Never leave," she murmured, her voice cold. Shinji ran a hand through her hair, a smile that said a lot. "Never," he replied.