"You're ridiculous." He practically sighs, a different sort of heat in his voice from the usual fussing he still--and probably will always--do. Hitsugaya is lasting longer than he did previously, but he knows that sooner than later, he's going to cum.

Likely sooner, if he's being honest. After a long moment or two of the office filling with Rangiku's excellent efforts, Toshiro curses and slips his other hand under the table. It slides along the Vice's temple to grip the back of her head. The fingers of both hands link with one another at the base of Rangiku's short ponytail.

Another sigh leaves the Captain once more as he leans back, eyes only partially open, heated slits watching his Vice feast herself with mouth and hands all over his body.