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Imagine bleach men trying to seduce shy reader and they end up flustering her, but they were able to successfully turn her on

A/N: What a prey and predator situation that they’re gonna eat up 🤭

It’s a game for them, and their favourite. Flirtatious words dripping effortlessly from their lips, laced with innuendo that leaves your breath hitching. Their smirks deepened when they noticed the way your fingers fidgeted, your gaze flickering away in shy desperation. Yet they were patient, brushing fingers along your wrist, tilting your chin just enough to force you to meet their gaze, ensuring you felt every ounce of their attention. By the time they were done, your body betrayed you, warmth pooling low in your belly as their smooth voices and lingering touches lit a fire in you.

— Shunsui, Gin, Shinji, Aizen, Kisuke, Askin

They’d complimented you in ways that felt intimate, and sincere, whispering about how stunning you looked when you blushed, how endearing it was when you grew flustered under their gaze. A stray touch to your hand, a light brush of fingers against your cheek—subtle gestures that sent shivers down your spine. Their approach was gentle as if allowing you to adjust to their affection. You could feel your heart hammering, the warmth of their lingering touch leaving you craving more.

— Jushiro, Byakuya, Kira, Starrk, Ryuken, Uryu

They won’t hesitate to close the distance, arms caging you in as they smirked down at you, eyes flickering with challenge. “You always get this shy when I’m this close?” Their teasing was bold, hands gripping your waist, fingers brushing exposed skin with deliberate intent. Every reaction from you, from the nervous dart of your eyes to the way you pressed your thighs together, only fed their hunger. By the time they were done, you weren’t just flustered—you were practically melting against them, your arousal unmistakable.

— Ichigo, Renji, Grimmjow, Jugram, Kenpachi, Bazz-B

They’ll watch your reactions, gauging every flicker of emotion in your eyes. A simple, softly spoken question—“Why do you look away?”—sent a rush of heat through you. Their touches were light, purposeful—fingers brushing along your wrist, a palm resting against your lower back, pulling you just close enough to feel the warmth radiating from them. You weren’t sure when your body started reacting, when your breathing became shallow, or when the tension between them became suffocating, but by the time they finally whispered your name, you were trembling with anticipation.

— Ulquiorra, Yhwach, Hisagi, Toshiro (Adult)