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brittscafe · 6 months

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request for f! Reader who's in love with aizen but he never notices her and after his betrayal, she gives up on him, and that's when he kidnaps her. 😶 NSFW pls

Ohhh, yes of course!

Dumb. You feel beyond dumb and betrayed. You are head over heels in love with Aizen Sosuke, the entire Soul Society knew that. He never seemed to notice you or even look in your general direction.

It killed you and after his betrayal to the Soul Society, you decided that you were going to give up.

You throw the stack of papers on your desk and let out a heavy sigh. Panic floods your body as a hand clamps your mouth and an arm snakes around your waist.

You squirm against your attacker and your words become muffled against his hand.

"Shh...it's just me," his deep voice whispers in your ear. Your eyes widen and your heart drops.

Aizen Sosuke.

He slowly raises his hand from your mouth and you turn around, facing him. You stare at him, mouth gaped open and knitted eyebrows.

"What are you doing?" you mumble out, shaking your head with confusion and denial.

"I've come to take you back with me. You didn't think I'd really leave without you, did you?" he blinks innocently and your eyes widen.

"Back where?" you ask with confusion.

"But, I-" you start to speak, when Aizen gently presses his lips against yours. Your eyelids flutter closed and he wraps his arms around you, pulling you into his chest.

By the time you open up your eyes, you're in a whole different place.

You are definitely not in the Soul Society anymore. Your eyes dart around the bright white room where a large throne sits above you.

"Where are we?" you ask curiously.

"Las Noches. Home of my Espada army. Welcome, y/n," Aizen chuckles out, holding out his hand. You grab onto his hand and he leads you over to the side where there's a staircase leading up to the throne.

"You have a throne?" you scoff out with disbelief as the two of you reach the top.

"Take a seat," he demands with a low, threatening tone. You gulp and sit down on the cold throne. You slowly sit down on the throne and Aizen cups the back of your head, placing a soft kiss on your forehead.

He lowers himself down onto his knees and your eyes widen. His hands grab onto your pants, tugging them down your thighs and pulling them off your ankles.

"Aizen, what are you doing?" you ask, furrowing your eyebrows together. He licks his lips at the huge wet spot in your underwear and he lets out a low chuckle.

"You know back in the Soul Society, those wet dreams, I gave you those. Watching you squirm and call out my name in those dreams made me feel...amazing. Now, you can have the real thing," Aizen explains, fingers hooking underneath your underwear.

He slowly pulls down your underwear and lets it fall over your ankles, discarding it where your pants are. Aizen's hands spread apart your thighs and your cheeks fluster.

"Aizen! What if someone walks in?" you ask, your stomach twisting into uneasy knots.

Of course, you've wanted this for years, but the embarrassment of someone walking in and seeing you commit such vile acts makes you want to disappear.

"So? Let them," Aizen shrugs his shoulders, speaking with a carefree tone. He rubs his thumb along your clit and dips his head down, running his tongue over your folds.

"Aizen," you moan loudly and he smirks against your core. He slowly sinks his fingers inside of your pussy and you cry out with pleasure as they curl up against your g-spot.

His thumb is still pressing down on your clit, electric waves of pleasure ripping through your body. His thick fingers explore your walls and prod, causing you to moan.

Aizen's slides his fingers out from your pussy and you whine at the sudden coldness. You frown, confused as to why he stopped. His hands latch onto your waist and you cock your head.

Aizen easily flips you over and places his hand on your head, pressing it against the throne.

Your head is pinned down to the throne and you whimper, feeling Aizen pressing his erection against you. His cock wants to spring free and be squeezed by your cunt.

"This is what you've wanted, right?" he whispers into your ear, sending a chill down your spine.

"Yes, please!" you squeak out. You hear his pants drop to the floor and a shiver runs up your spine. Aizen spreads your asscheeks apart and lines his cock up with your entrance.

With one swift thrust, he's inside of you and you're a moaning mess.

Aizen's eyes are locked onto your ass jiggling with each rough thrust, watching his cock slide in and out of you. The way your walls clamp around Aizen's length makes him groan loudly.

"It's like you were made for my cock. Can I ruin your pretty pussy?" Aizen whispers into your ear, nibbling on your earlobe. You whimper and nod your head.

"Yes, please," you beg him. His thrusts become rougher, literally pounding into you from behind.

He snakes his arm around your waist, slamming you back onto his cock. You moan loudly and pant heavily, feeling your release come closer.

"A-aizen!" you cry out, clutching onto the throne for dear life. Your body is pushed up against the throne, cum squirting out from your pussy.

Aizen's eyes widen as he feels your warm juices coat his cock and his thrusts become slower. His cock starts to twitch inside of you as your body becomes pudding in his arms.

He thrusts inside of you and his body hunches over, cum shooting out from the head of his cock. He groans heavily and rests his head on your back.

His hand runs up your spine as he slowly pulls out from you.

"Why did you bring me here?" you ask curiously, turning your head and gazing over at him. Aizen smirks wryly and cups your jaw.

"You know...every king needs his queen. You are coming to become the queen of Las Noches by my side."

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jplupine · 7 months

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Day 20: Sosuke Aizen ~ Enemies

Pairing: Sosuke Aizen x Wynter Hughes [Nonbinary OC] Word Count: ~3k Date Published: October 20, 2023 WARNINGS: 18+ MDNI, Dom!Aizen, Exophilia, Size Difference, Blood/Injury, Choking, Power Play, Degradation, Vaginal Fingering, Vaginal Sex, Biting, Hate Sex, Hair Pulling, Spanking, Creampie, Dub/Non-Con Note: Terms such as pussy/cock/dick/etc. get used. Aizen also uses term likes '(little) rabbit', 'dirty little thing', and 'feral little twerp' to refer to Wynter. If that makes you uncomfortable, you might want to skip this fic.

Summary: What's a little hate fucking between enemies?

You can also read it on AO3!

Kinktober 2023 Masterlist

I'd gotten in way over my head.

I knew that for certain when I was slammed against the wall, my cheek and chest pressed against the cold surface, and my sword clattering across the floor somewhere behind me. Warm breath hit my cheek as I snarled and struggled to free my arms currently being pinned behind my back. My bottom lip was throbbing and bleeding, and I could already feel the ache of several bruises forming.

I'd made the stupid mistake of coming inside this building after seeing glimpses of what I thought had been a monster. And, indeed it had been a monster, just not the kind I had been thinking of.

"Don't worry. I won't kill you now. That would be such a waste." He muttered while smiling with fake pleasantry. "But you did find me sooner than expected."

"The fuck are you talking about?"

"Oh, I know who you are....Wynter." How he said my name made my skin crawl. His pale eyes sitting in pools of black seemed to look right through me as he leaned in a few inches closer. "I've had my eye on you for some time. A real up-and-comer, you are. You see, your growth has been of interest to me."

He was close enough now that I reared my head back to headbutt him. However, he'd seen it coming and caught my head before I could hit him. His hand fisted in my hair and slammed my head back against the wall.

I groaned from the throbbing pain, and he held my head there as I cringed.

"I know you're not stupid enough to think you'll win here." His tone went flat. "And I'm not stupid enough to let you loose so easily."

"The fuck do you want, Aizen?"

"Oh? Know my name, do you? I'm flattered." He then softly sighed and tapped a finger against my head. "What I want is for you to continue growing. You'll accomplish great things, Wynter. For me especially."

"Fuck you. I'd never do anything for you."

"Not yet. You'll come to see things my way eventually."

"In your dreams." I threw back my hips to ram into him, and he grunted from the heavy impact. He loosened his grip enough for me to slip free, and when I twisted around, I saw the only reason that had worked was due to the fact that I'd ended up hitting his dick in the process.

Aizen was hunched over while clenching his jaw and holding himself. When he looked up at me, he was pissed and didn't hide it. I took my chance, grabbed a steel bar laying out from construction, and swung it.

The bar landed heavily against Aizen's cheek, causing his head to snap to the side. Aiming it for his glowing chest next, he caught the bar and snarled. His other hand shot out and caught me around the throat.

The bar clattered when he threw it to the side. Aizen lifted me off the ground as I clung to his wrist and kicked my feet. He held me out far enough that my kicks didn't reach.

"I didn't think you'd go for such a low blow." All three of his eyes were narrowed at me, and I scoffed.

"If fighting dirty means I get out alive, I'll fucking do it." His hand squeezed, and I snarled while trying to pry off his fingers. My back hit one of the tables littered with scraps and supplies hard enough that I grunted.

Aizen's free hand reached toward my face, and I turned away as much as I could. He roughly grabbed my jaw to swipe his finger over my chin. His hand pulled away, and I saw the blood on the tip of his finger.

I watched as he then proceeded to lick the blood off his finger, smearing red across his tongue as he smirked.

"I said I wasn't going to kill you, Wynter. I said nothing about hurting you. And, my, don't you taste divine?" Aizen purred while giving me a condescending look. And I knew I should be more concerned with figuring a way out of this, but his handsome face and tone made something stir in my gut. When he licked his lips didn't help, either.

I raised my leg to kick him, but him grabbing the back of my knee killed all the power behind the kick. Aizen's smirk fell as he looked down at me.

"You're powerless, and yet you keep trying." He squeezed his hand around my throat for emphasis, and I coughed. His head then tilted as his gaze wandered over me. "Hm. I can see why he calls you a little rabbit." My brows furrowed with confusion. "One of my subordinates that I have keeping an eye on you. The nickname he's given you is quite fitting; So small, kicking about, and even how your heart races. All so much like a caught rabbit. I guess that would make these your floppy ears." Aizen leaned forward to catch my leg on his hip so that he could grab one of my pigtails without getting kicked.

He seemed amused now as my hair slipped through his fingers.

"What a soft little rabbit." He was enjoying toying with me and flaunting his power. I grabbed his wrist to push his hand away, and he only twisted his arm to switch the hold. My hand was now pinned to the table, and he leaned down with his long hair spilling over his shoulder.

Aizen licked the blood off my chin before looking at me through half-opened eyes. The corner of his mouth curled up in a small, cruel smile.

"How interesting."

"What? That you're a fucking weirdo?" I snapped, and he squeezed his hand around my throat to cut off all airflow.

"I'm the weirdo?" He mused with a hum. "I'll let you in on something, Wynter. Since fusing with the Hogyoku, I've reached heights you could not fathom. And that includes my senses." His tone lowered as he brought his hips closer to mine, making me feel his half-hard cock. My eyes widened as heat flooded my cheeks, and his grip loosened enough to let me breathe again. "I can smell your arousal, little rabbit." He then licked the cut on my lip, making me wince from the sting of pain.

"Bullshit!"

"Oh, we both know it's true. You reek of hatred and arousal." Aizen spoke low as his lips were only centimeters from mine. He ground his hips into mine, and I jolted while taking in a sharp breath. "Such a dirty little thing, you are."

"Fuck you!" I snarled, and he chuckled.

"Very well." He let go of my wrist and undid the button of my jeans. He felt me moving to attack him, but he squeezed my throat again until I couldn't breathe. "Come now, rabbit. You've already been caught. In more ways than one, might I add." Aizen smirked while yanking my jeans down.

With my pants now at my knees, he leaned against the taut material to force my legs up, essentially trapping them against his sides. I punched him across the cheek, but the position I was in didn't allow for a full-force blow. Aizen only laughed while pressing his fingers between my thighs.

"You truly are multifaceted, Wynter." He didn't have to strike back because his fingers feeling the wetness of my underwear was enough to make me feel as if I'd been slapped. Internally yelling at myself to stop lusting for the hot bad guy never worked.

I could only guess my body's response was like an anger boner. It wouldn't be the first time I felt the urge to fuck someone I hated, but the other time hadn't included a literal fight with a mortal enemy. It also pissed me off how much Aizen was enjoying this purely for the power dynamic.

It was clear that I was weaker than him in every way, especially since I couldn't keep my rage boner in check. Maybe if I masturbated more, I wouldn't have ended up like this.

Aizen ran his fingers over the wet fabric of my underwear before ripping them off. I grunted from the harsh tug against my hips before the seams tore.

"My, my. It's like you're begging for me." Aizen cooed while looking down between my thighs. His fingers slid between my lips and pulled away with clear fluid stretching between his fingers and my pussy. "Perhaps I should tell my subordinate of this. He might be interested in playing with you as well."

"Tell anyone, and I'll kill you." I snarled while digging my fingers into his wrist.

"You should watch how you speak to me, Wynter. I could just as easily change my mind about keeping you alive." Aizen lightly squeezed my throat for emphasis before his fingers pushed deep inside me.

Clenching my jaw as my head fell back, I could feel my nipples hardening from his thick fingers stretching me open. He hummed to himself while slowly stroking as he watched me. Aizen curled his fingers, and I took in a sharp breath.

Each curl got him closer to the perfect spot until he finally found it, and my back arched off the table as I muffled a moan through clenched teeth. He pressed against that spot each time now just to make me writhe while trying so hard not to give him the satisfaction of knowing it felt good. But no matter how many moans I swallowed or bit back, he still knew from how I twitched and squirmed beneath him.

Aizen's face appeared over mine when he finally pulled his fingers free, and I was shocked when he kissed me. His lips were soft and warm, but I was stubborn. I bit his bottom lip as hard as I could and tasted blood.

"Ah!" Aizen pulled away as he bled, and his nose twitched up into a snarl. His tongue ran over his already healing lip before he snapped his hips forward and roughly sank his cock balls deep. I cried out from the suddenness, then looked at Aizen with a heated glare full of hatred.

He'd somehow rid of his clothes while I was distracted, so I now saw the expanse of his smooth skin and muscles with the Hogyoku glowing in the center of his chest.

"What an intoxicating scent." Aizen cruelly smirked. "All that anger....frustration....lust.... And how you took it all on the first try." He chuckled while rutting his hips for emphasis.

"I hate you!" I hissed through clenched teeth.

"I don't doubt it." His hips rocked back before slamming into me hard enough to rattle the table. Aizen struck deep, shaking me to the core as his hand on my throat made it feel even better.

The scattered items on the table jolted with each heavy thrust of Aizen's hips. He didn't care about being gentle since this had no niceties tied to it. We weren't lovers in any meaning of the word, we were enemies through and through with the intention to harm.

My pussy just couldn't get its act together and stupidly continued to leak with arousal while every strike of his cock sent shocks of pleasure through my nerves. I hated it. I hated him. But it felt so good.

"You're a disgrace, Wynter. Look at you. Pinned, legs spread, and getting fucked by me." Aizen was grinning as he looked down at me in more ways than one. "And you like it."

"Go fuck yourself." I panted as my brows deeply furrowed from trying so hard to contain myself.

"Well-" He leaned forward to shit talk more, but he was cut off by a heavy-handed slap across his face. The sound of it echoed, and Aizen angrily flipped me onto my stomach with one arm pinned against my back before he thrust inside again. The new angle and pressure against my lower stomach made it too much, and I moaned.

Fingers curled around my already aching throat and squeezed as hot breath hit my ear. His hips smacked against my bare ass as slick smeared across my thighs.

"You're such a fucking brat." He growled into my ear. "Although....now I know you'll be harder to break than I expected."

"What's wrong, Aizen? Can't take a hit from a mere mortal?"

"Your attempts to fight back are only amusing for so long. I also don't enjoy being struck in the face repeatedly." Aizen fucked me harder as if to retaliate against me hitting him, and I felt my knees weakening as the table held up my weight.

"I-It's what you deserve." I grunted as my hands balled into fists.

"You're dripping wet and have the audacity to continue acting this way?" Aizen snarled.

"The fuck were you expecting?" I panted while struggling to move since the position he had me in limited my range of motion. "For me to squeal and beg for mercy? As if."

"Mmm. I still might get you to squeal." His tone dropped before he let my throat go to fist his hand in my hair. He pulled to jerk my head to the side, and I felt his lips on the side of my neck. Aizen kissed and bit, adding intermittent stings to mix in with the pleasure.

The table continued to rock as his dick pistoned and rammed my hips into the edge of the table, making the corner dig into my skin over and over again. I could feel more bruises forming, and I tried even harder than before to not moan. I bit my lip until it was bleeding again from the scab ripping.

Aizen licked up the side of my neck as a shiver went up my spine. He then pulled away while keeping me pinned against the table. His grip in my hair tightened before he tilted his hips and slammed into a spot that made me see stars.

I was moaning before I even realized it, and Aizen chuckled.

"There it is." He cooed and struck the same spot repeatedly. The sick, slick sounds filling the half-constructed room mixing with my own moans echoed back to me and only pissed me off more.

Aizen let go of my arm only to bring his hand down harshly on my ass. The smack made me jolt, and the sting told me it was already turning red.

"One for each offense sounds adequate, don't you think?" He questioned before spanking me again. I cried out and flipped him off from over my shoulder as my nails dug into the table. Aizen clicked his tongue at me in a disapproving manner. "That'll be another one." Another smack, and I clenched my jaw.

My ass was hot and stinging with each hit and no relief. My traitorous pussy didn't care and just kept taking the entirety of his cock while dripping with arousal. And to make matters worse, my neglected clit was throbbing.

"You're shaking so much, little rabbit. Are you getting close?"

"No!" I tried to sound as vicious as possible, but my voice cracking ruined it. Aizen chuckled in amusement and squeezed my aching ass in his palm. I grunted with my hands balled into tight fists with my knuckles turning white. "And don't f-fucking call me that!"

"What? Little rabbbit? But it suits you so well." I could hear the smile in Aizen's voice. His hand released my hair to grab my throat once more, and he pulled me back against his chest. My fingers tried to pry his hand away from my neck to no avail. "Relax. It'll be over soon, you feral little twerp." Aizen reached around with his other hand, and his fingers slid between my thighs. My body clenched when he rubbed my clit, and it was then that I heard him grunt right into my ear.

Looking up at him, I saw that his eyes were closed as his mouth hung slightly open from his panting. He may hold most of the power in this situation, but not all of it.

I reached back with one hand and grabbed his ass, causing him to jolt and buck his hips. I pulled him closer with each thrust as my nails dug into his skin enough to make him hiss through his teeth. Aizen squeezed his hand around my throat again, but this time it wasn't to cut off air.

He added more pressure with his fingers, and pleasure was exploding through my body as I shuddered and moaned. My nails dug deeper into his flesh while he continued to fuck me without mercy. He muttered such hateful words in my ear between grunts, feeding into the rage-filled lust and his own ego.

I felt the knot in my gut yank loose as I moaned and shivered. My orgasm was a relaxing heat flooding my veins while Aizen kept thrusting until he couldn't take much more himself. My body clenching and shuddering around him was the last straw.

His cock spilled cum deep inside as he twitched and groaned low near my ear. Aizen gave a few shallow thrusts before pulling out and shoving me onto the table again. Panting, I barely caught myself as a mix of bodily fluids were leaking down my thighs.

"I'll be seeing you again soon, Wynter." Aizen's smooth voice came from over me as he dug his fingers into the aching red marks on my ass. I hissed in pain and swung my fist around only to see the bastard was already gone.

Spitting blood onto the floor, I had to lean against the table from how weak my knees were. Heavily sighing, I laid back on the table to catch my breath. My entire body ached in different ways, but I couldn't fully relax as some of the things Aizen said still lingered in my mind.

Even if he was now gone....I now knew he had someone watching me this whole time. Was that subordinate watching now? Fuck, that would be humiliating even more.

Wiping a hand over my face that was covered in a thin layer of sweat, I swallowed. I wasn't sure if Aizen's parting words were warning of another fight to come, or him planning another session of hate-fucking. Either way, I didn't plan on having a repeat of what happened today no matter how good it felt.

I was going to kick his fucking ass.

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itjazzbicch · 1 year

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Blessings

Pairing: Sosuke Aizen x Fem Reader

First time writing for Aizen so I hope I did well!

Summary: After running into former comrades while taking a trip to the world of the living, the reader's loyalty to Aizen is tested. As she passes that test, she receives a blessing from Aizen himself...

Warnings: SMUT (18+ ONLY! MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI)

Word Count: 1k

Having to take a visit to the world of the living thanks to Grimmjow’s actions, I found myself swirling in thoughts.

Running into former comrades, their words had me thinking. Only if they could understand, they never would.

Our plans weren’t far from being executed. This was no time to be worried about emotions that were dead.

“Y/N,” Gin’s voice caught my attention, seeing he was waiting for my return, “Lord Aizen would like to see you.”

Nodding and making my way, I wondered what he would want with me at the moment. Maybe to report on my trip?

Heading to his balcony with a look out of Hueco Mundo, I could see his arm shooing away a servant that brought him hot tea:

“Y/N, you have returned.”

“Yes, Lord Aizen,” I approached carefully, staying to the side of his seat and bowing my head, “Everything went smoothly.”

“Great. I’d expect nothing less of you,” Sipping his tea, we met a gaze in the corners of our eyes, his eyes staring into my soul like he knew who encountered, “I’d never question your loyalty either.”

“Never sir,” I assured, bowing to my knees, “I will always be by your side and be loyal to you endlessly.”

“Oh dear, there’s no need,” Taking my hand, he guided me back to my feet, setting his tea down and bringing me to face him.

Staring deeper into his eyes, my breath began to hitch, listening to his knowledge:

“I do know who you crossed paths with in the word of the living.”

My former squad mates. This spiked some fear through me, quickly reassuring him:

“Yes, my former squad mates. But don’t worry, Lord Aizen. They never meant a thing to me. They didn’t even have the bravery to step foot near me.”

“Just as I expected. As I said, I’d never question your loyalty, Y/N,” Holding my hand, thumb caressing softly, that fear began to die, his next words helping more, “You just keep making me proud.”

“There’s nothing more I’d love to accomplish, sir,” I smiled softly, bowing my head again, but picking it up quickly as he began to bring me closer:

“Come here.”

This was one thing I never expected, his hand fixing me across his lap, getting chills as he stroked a strand of hair away from my face:

“For someone capable of the things you’ve done, who’d know you were so innocent deep down inside.”

“I only wish to please you, Lord Aizen,” That’s all I could think of, silenced by his smirk, his fingers tracing my jaw and around to my chin:

“Such a good girl. Allow me to gift you for your hard work and loyalty.”

His lips were so soft, chills intensifying with exhilaration as I kissed back, hands sliding down my shoulders to be rid of my cloak.

Next was the zipper in the front of my dress, freeing my breasts and placing his face between them before leaving kisses behind.

Being intimate with Lord Aizen was something someone could only dream of, but there I was, nearly becoming a mess from just a bit of an extreme pleasure that was beneath the surface.

The heat between my thighs was growing to be so hot, twitching at his palm sliding between them, fixing my panties to the side before fixing himself.

His moves showed his experience, resting my head over his shoulder as I felt his cock stretching my walls, easing my hips down onto him.

“Sosuke-“ I moaned angelically, pupils expanding at what I said and quickly apologizing, “I’m so sorry, Lord A-“

“Sorry for what? Enjoying yourself?”

This new side of him kept on surprising me, just to moan more at his hips working up against mine.

“You know if you were to do something wrong, you’d be punished,” He clarified, gripping my ass hard, warning with a slight spank, “But if you keep sitting there doing nothing, you will be.”

“Yes sir,” I gasped, mind becoming a free space, not wanting to waste this opportunity and beginning to bounce softly on his cock.

I was falling in love with how full I was, how good his cock was, the heat annoying me some and so, tearing away my dress completely, arching my back so our chests met, moaning into his neck.

“You never disappoint me,” Bringing my lips to his again, he slouched back some, his thrusts rougher and quicker than mine, making the pleasure pool into my stomach quicker.

“And I never will, Sosuke,” I cooed, words broken up into bits by moans, trying to keep up with his thrusts, but my tempo was broken from the burning nerves that made me shudder more by the second.

“You better take those words to heart,” It seemed like a warning, but his smirk showed how I like my praises, whining out:

“I do! Always!”

“Good,” Holding my head by my hair to keep my head still, a hand tweaked at my nipples, pinching softly, soon finding my clit, having my hips roll uncontrollably.

“Sosuke!” I kept rolling where his tip was bumping my sweet spot, feeling the friction from how tight I was when I tried to rise on my knees, crashing back down and nearly screaming out as a thrust of his own penetrated so deeply.

“Keep being good and take me,” His whisper was so hot and nearly sinister, nibbling my ear softly, “Don’t stop till you cum for me.”

“I won’t!” I promised, whining through the shaking and pushing myself closer, “I’m abo-“

My words were taken away from huffs, eyes rolling white as my wet, warm juices soaked his cock, collapsing to his chest, but not daring to stop rolling my hips, even when they nearly died and ached.

“My oh my,” Looking between our thighs with a chuckle, there were some groans deep in his throat, kissing while ramming his hips upwards, keeping mine pinned down to his, “Don’t waste a single drop.”

Clenching my fist into his cloak, my walls continued to pulsate around his throbbing cock, gasping and heaving with moans at the warmth of seed shooting into me, whispering:

“I’d never waste such a blessing, Lord Aizen.”

Just to prove, I raised my shaking hips so it was just his tip, sitting back down to his base and filling myself deeper, his twitching cock leaking out a little more.

“Keep up the good work, dear,” He cooed, fingertips tracing my spine and back around to my chin to kiss, “And you’ll keep receiving more blessings.”

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harukaprism · 2 years

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Face sitting

Pairing: Sosuke Aizen x F!Reader

Warnings: Smut, MDNI, face sitting, cum eating, oral (f receiving), greedy Aizen, Gin walks in on you, hate fucking, I guess? Loveful hate? He also is like in his second stage with the Hōgyoku, long hair and purple eyes

Word Count: 1,294

Dawn's notes: I have been watching Bleach again, so, Here.

You were used to being treated like a pet with Sosuke, he had kidnapped you from the Soul Society when the three of them declared war, you were trapped in the castle that he had built in Hueco Mundo.

The Arrancars regarded you with such disgust, but Ulquiorra was always kinder with you. He knew that you were important to Sosuke, he knew that to keep his lord calm you were needed so he never crossed you.

Which is why you went to him to find the man your pussy was craving.

Your sexual attraction to the former captian was always there, there was no manipulation needed on his end, having met in the academy the two of you had always stayed close, you were lucky enough that he had never showed you the power Kyōka Suigetsu held. Claimed you were too precious. Disgusting.

Knocking on the door that held the 4th Espada you knocked gently. The door opened in silence and you were met with the striking green eyes that studied you. “Sorry to bother you, but Aizen isn’t in our room, where could I find him?” You hated saying that you shared a room with him, he forced you to of course, you hated him sometimes, hated the way he looked at you with those honey brown eyes stared at you as you readied for bed with him, the way your inner muscles clenched seeing him fresh out of his bath.

“Lord Aizen is in his study, claimed he was doing a project with the Hōgyoku.” That was all the information you needed, with that you walked away from the door down the long halls and stairways.

It was easy to get lost in Las Noches, so many wrong turns, stairs that lead to nothing, so many levels that had too many people who wanted you dead, and one person who kept you here, but not by force. You wanted to be with him, to touch him, to revel in his praise and attention. What was wrong with you?

Opening the door to the study you looked at the man you craved since the day you met. His hair was longer and his clothing much more different. No matter. As you approached you listened to him take a deep breath. “What are you doing here? It can be dangerous here. I know I have warned you multiple times.” His voice was calm and dripping in honey, it was almost convincing. But you knew the true beast that lived inside of him, the true Sosuke Aizen. The lonely man, the man who demanded control, the one who wanted to be king, created his own world where he was worshiped.

But that was not what you care about. You wanted him to shut the hell up. Walking up to him you threaded your hand in his hair pulling him to the ground with you climbing over him. His beautiful brown eyes were glinting in the blue light that basked the two of you. “Shut up Sosuke.”

You had planned this, so you lifted your skirt and put your knees on the side of his face, you sunk down and sat your bare pussy on his face. The best way to get a man who wouldn’t shut up to be quiet was to use his face. You clearly took him by surprise because he let out a muffled question, which of course you couldn’t hear, but with his mouth now open a bit you could get what you wanted.

Even before anything happened you were already incredibly hot and bothered. The way his face was proportioned made it so your clit was easily nestled right against his nose. With a quick circle of your hips the pressure he was applying made your head swim.

Sousuke always did this to you, he knew how to pleasure you just right to make you see stars instantly. Oh how you hated it. A chill ran up your spine as you felt the man under drag his tongue ever so slowly between your sweet dripping lips.

Lacing your fingers through the thick hair at his skull you pulled roughly as you dragged against his face pleasuring yourself, the feeling of using him was exhilarating. Sure, you had ridden his face before but it was at his behest, not yours. Oh how the tables have turned.

Suddenly, you felt his tongue push past your tight ring of muscles as he buried himself as deeply as he could. Bastard, it’s like he could read your mind, but it made your job easier. Lifting your hips you let yourself slowly descend back onto his tongue, how he was able to make you feel this full with just his tongue you had no idea, but you loved every second of it.

Those strong calloused hands wrapped around your thighs pulling you down further into his mouth as he moved his face so he had free access to your clit. The devil sucked on the hardened bundle of nerves harshly sending pleasure rocketing up your body, the moan that you had been trying so hard to repress made its way to the surface letting it fill the room.

Euphoria was always present when he pleasured you, even though he was very self centered when it came to you it was always you first then he would focus on his own pleasure and release. Grinding harder against his face you braced your thighs around his head squeezing tightly as white shot across your vision letting your orgasam rock your body.

His suckling to the sweet bud became softer as he let you ride out your release, you were sure you were suffocating him with not only your sweet release but your thighs yet you didn’t care. All you could do was weakly hump his face like a bitch in heat.

Once the buzzing in your head and sex calmed down you lifted yourself up on your knees getting off of his face you glanced down to see Sosuke move from under your skirt gleaming back at you, his face was coated in your juices and release; breath steady and calm. Asshole.

“Why do you look so smug?” You scoffed as you went to get off of his body, ready for the distance he always gave you after nights of pleasure. It always puzzled you, he demanded your

closeness yet it seemed you somehow got too close and he put distance between the two of you.

“What God wouldn’t love for a woman to suffocate him with her sweet pussy?” He chimed as he pulled you back up further lolling his tongue out before the door to his office opened.

“Captain Aizen…” Came Gin as you whipped your head to look at the man. “I see you are busy, I’ll come back later.” Just as quickly as the silver haired snake appeared he disappeared.

A rush of embarrassment flooded your body as you struggled against his hold, you had a few interruptions before, a few Arrancars coming to your bedroom door as you were going down on him to summon him for a meeting. “Let go Sosuke.” Your mumbles came out quickly but gently.

He knew what no meant with you, but he wasn’t listening this time. “We are not done, until I am drowning in your sweet nectar. You started this, now you get to go with my plan.” The purple in his eyes was gone and his hair was short again, not that it mattered.

“You’re such an asshole.” You let out a whine as you clenched your thighs around his head again feeling his assault on your abused clit.

You hated him, but fuck if you didn’t love what he made you feel.

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aizenswhore · 7 months

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His lap is your throne.

There are things you need to understand. Just like you gradually learn how to walk, when you are a toddler, there are just some small habits you need to learn when you are an adult. He needs you. You need to get this concept into your head. You have to worship him, to let admiration and devotion drip from your eyes and mouth as you walk towards him in that cute like skirt that drives him crazy.

You perfectly know what you do to him and with that comes the depraved hunger of being ruined by him over and over again. Your eyes lock, a demanding glare shimmering in his eyes, as he waits patiently for you to take your seat on your throne. You do, eventually, unbuckling his belt and freeing his bulge from the tight boxers he is wearing underneath.

He reaches his hand up, underneath your skirt, his fingers gliding down your slit as he notes you are not wearing any panties. No words are shared, he grips your hips and allows you to sink down onto his hard shaft. A strained moan leave your lips. No matter how many times you have done it, the sensation is always going to be the same. The stretch, it drives you mad. Your hands settle onto his shoulders, balancing yourself as you finally adjust to the intrusion.

“Welcome back to your throne, baby” he whispers in your ear, as you slowly begin to ride him.

Your moans fill the air, echoes of your skin slapping together making you remember how much you crave him, how deeply you want him to stretch you out like that, and how badly you wish to feel his cum fill you up until it drips down your thighs. Why? Because, after all, you know that his lap is your throne. No one will ever ride him as you do and no one will ever possess your body and soul as he does.

And, as your inner walls clamp down onto him, your head lolling back as a strained moan leave your lips, this much you know: you will ride him until your legs will work.

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muzansfangs · 5 months

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You tell them you got a brazilian wax by a guy.

Starring: Aizen Sosuke x f!reader; Urahara Kisuke x f!reader; Shunsui Kyoraku x f!reader; Byakuya Kuchiki x f!reader;

Format: short imagines;

Warnings: nsfw, fluff, human/modern au, mention to female nudity, jealousy, vaginal fingering, dirty talk, language, creampie, oral sex (Aizen!receiving), vaginal sex, spanking, choking, spying on a partner, mention to murderous intents, wax play.

Plot: A trend on Tik Tok made you plot a devious plan to make your beloved boyfriend going mad. He knew you had an appointment for a brazilian wax. He obviously assumed you were going to be assisted by a woman. How will he react, when you tell him it was a man? Will his jealousy go too far? Will your prank get you in a bad situation?

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Sosuke Aizen.

You knew better than messing with him. Your boyfriend and his god complex, along with his mania for having everything under his control could truly be lethal. Quite literally. Yet, you were bored that Friday night. Sosuke was not around and you ended up slumping onto your couch, phone in hand, scrolling through Tik Tok in search for a way to entertain yourself.

You did not really do much, beside chuckling every now and then. Well, that was until you came across a specific trend regarding a thing you were not unfamiliar with. As you watched the way a poor boyfriend freaked out at the thought of his girlfriend getting a brazilian wax from a guy, you could not restrain yourself from testing the waters. Aizen Sosuke, the cold-blooded mastermind you shared a roof with, was going to experience a man’s personal living hell.

It was a monday evening, when he came back from work just to find you laying on your stomach on your shared bed, in a set of black lingerie he had bought for you a few months ago, chuckling to yourself. He furrowed his brows, settling his briefcase onto the armchair beside the window, as he slowly removed his jacket.

His predatory eyes roamed over your curves. He knew you had gone to your monthly wax appointment. He could see your smooth legs and the way your lingerie already showed shaved portions of your nether regions supposed to be covered. If you had opted for such a provocative attire, it could only mean that you wanted to show off your body to him.

“Hello, darling” he greeted you, his trademark grin crossing his lips as he tugged at his black tie to loosen it.

It was hard to keep your play on, as you watched him slowly get ready to devour you. He always took his time, confident that his cold and charming demeanor worked magic on you even before his hands started to trace the curves of your body. It was true, unfortunately. But you had to resist. It was your time to torture him, after all.

“Hey” you whispered, lifting yourself up on your knees as he approached the bed.

He swept his tongue over his bottom lip, his hand cupping your cheek as he stood at the edge of the bed, leaning down to let his mouth collide with yours in a demanding kiss. You could not deny yourself such a treat and you returned it with equal passion, earning a guttural grunt from him.

He did not say much, he sat down next to you and it was a silent signal for you to climb over his lap and straddle him as you always did. He had somehow trained you to have some reactions and do specific things in response to his gestures. Sosuke Aizen surely had his own way to make you bend the knee effortlessly at his silent requests.

As you straddled him, his hand reached up to grasp his glasses and he hastily took them off, discarding them somewhere beside him on the bed without bothering to fold them. It was so atypical of him. He seemed eager to have you that night and you could not help yourself but tease him about it. After all, pouring gasoline on a wild fire was the right thing to do to get him even more eager.

“Damn, are you that eager to see me naked?” you taunted him, as he darted his brown chocolate hues on your again. There it was, his lustful glare that made your knees buckle.

“Actually, I’m eager to fuck you” he deadpanned, his hand landing on your neck and squeezing it enough to keep you in place, as his other hand tugged your thong to the side and he glided the pads of his fingers down your slit.

You gasped, arching your back as he smirked down at you “You’re already dripping… If it’s so easy to get you wet, I wonder how you don’t make a mess on your beautician’s couch while texting me” he joked, drawing figures eight on your bundle of nerves.

There you were, ready to drop the bomb.

As he delved his fingers into your aching core, a strained moan falling from your lips, you glanced at him with an innocent smile on your face, as you made the ground shake under his feet “Oh, I guess I have been lucky today. Can you imagine Robert’s face, if I stained the couch?”.

Congrats, Aizen.exe stopped working.

He froze solid, his fingers were still buried deep into you, but he was not thrusting them in his usual smooth movements that made you squirm. His eyes were locked with yours, a small frown on his face. You genuinely thought you had just given him an heart attack.

“Robert” he repeated flatly, clearly unamused.

It was in moments like this, when he was serious, seraphic, that you feared him the most. Aizen could be dangerous, truly dangerous. The hint of wrath sparkling into his eyes gave you chills and you uncomfortably darted your eyes away from him. The carpet underneath his shoes suddenly seemed particularly interesting.

“Yeah, Robert. The new guy who works for my beautician. You know, he helps her” you stated, you mouth feeling like chalk all of a sudden.

The dry laughter leaving Sosuke’s lips made you shiver and it took you a few seconds to realize you had royally screwed up, because he was so nimble to wrap his hand around your throat again, and pin you to the bed underneath him, that you had not realized your position had switched so suddenly.

“I don’t doubt it. He must have enjoyed the view of your legs spread wide in front of his stupid face. — he chimed, a devious smile curling his lips as he paused to clench his teeth — A stupid face I’ll gladly fuck up tonight. Would you love to see it, love? I could take his heart to you, offering his pulsing, wretched organ to you. I’ll gauge his eyes out of his skull. I’ll squeeze the life out of him—” he hissed, each time the threat becoming similar to the ones the slashers whispered through the phones to their victims in the stupid movies he loved to watch with you, only to feel you curl up next to him on your sofa.

They were hilarious, according to him.

“Aizen, I was fucking joking! Stop! It was a trend I ran into on Tik Tok!” you quipped, eyes rounded as you cut him off.

Your boyfriend arched his dark eyebrows up, tilting his head to the side and slowly releasing his grip on your neck. He looked almost disappointed. Not towards you. Maybe, he truly wished to kill someone. Because he would kill whoever dared to even glance at you.

His jealousy was skyrocketing.

“I see. — he stated then, before hopping back on his feet and slowly unbuckling his black leather belt — Since you love to use this pretty mouth of yours for talking bullshit, open it to make amend. I’ll obviously come into your mouth, darling. I expect you to swallow” he hissed, gripping your hair and dropping his pants down to his ankles.

Maybe, just maybe, he took a day off from work every month to accompany you to the beauty point. Perhaps, he stalked you down, when you went on your own, because the idea of a random Robert staring and touching your pubes truly made him want to commit a mass murder.

Shunsui Kyoraku.

Shunsui was the perfect victim for this trend. As soon as you ran into that video, you could picture the look of horror on his face as you told him another man had touched you in such an intimate spot. You were simply his. No man could enjoy the sight of you with your legs opened wide to show off your intimacy, no man but him. Eveything was settled and your plan took place two days after you had visited your beautician.

Shunsui had just returned home after a business trip and you had decided to welcome him not only by cooking his favorite dish and buying some extra saké, but by being his personal dessert.

As he ran his hands down your smooth thighs and practically folded you in half, your legs pressed against your chest, you knew that teasing him in the aftermath of such a passionate encounter was going to do numbers on him. His little usual nap was going to wait, after all, because his mind was just about to get pested with horrendous scenarios of a non-existing man exploring his little nest.

“There it is… Look at you, baby, you got such a perfect little hole to fill with my cum” Shunsui panted, his fingers gently spreading your labia as he watched in pride and awe his seed oozing out from you.

You were absolutely drained, your thighs still trembling and your breath irregular as you tried to get a grip of yourself and calm down. Yet, how could you, when the man who had just fucked you to oblivion was Shunsui Kyoraku? He had such a fine way to unravel you that you almost felt guilty for what you were about to say.

Lazily pushing yourself up on your elbows, you hummed and watched Shunsui slump down next to you “Oh, I know. You are definitely not the first man who has ever told me that” you casually commented, sitting up properly and running your fingers through your hair in a futile attempt to fix them.

Shunsui knew about your ex. Even though he was jealous about anyone that was not him, he still did not think of your ex as a ghost from the past threatening your relationship and he actually had no issues in listening to you talking about him. After all, you were his. That man had lost you forever.

“Well, your ex then had his way with words too” your boyfriend stated, a playful smile crossing his lips.

“My ex? Nah, I’m talking about Murata” you replied, laying back down and rolling on your side to face him.

Shunsui Kyoraku, your loving man, was now definitely interested in what you were saying.

Arching his eyebrows up and resting his head on the palm of his hand, he curiously inquired “Who’s Murata? Your gynecologist?”.

You chuckled and shook your head “My what? No, babe, I’m talking about my new beautician’s co-worker. Murata is such an amazing guy, you know? His fingers are so delicate and he applies the wax in a tender way” you lied, sounding as serious as you possibly could.

You swore you had seen his eye twitch, as he grasped your hip drew you closer to him. Your eyes widened as Shunsui’s hand slided down the small of your back and cupped your rear, giving it a firm squeeze.

“Where did this Murata boy put his fingers?” he huskily asked you, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear as you swallowed thickly. Oh, you knew exactly what was going to happen.

Were you regretting that little stunt you had pulled? Oh, you were for sure.

At your lack of answers, Shunsui sighed and rolled you onto your stomach. His hands gripped your hips and he raised your waist up, until it was at the perfect level with his pelvis. But no, he was not going to claim his domain on your inner walls again. A little punishment was in store fore you.

“Poor little baby, she tries to prank me but cannot even play the part until the very end. Good, that’s good, though” he chuckled, before you parted your lips to let a soft whimper leave them and turn your stomach upside down.

“Shunsui! Babe, I’m sorry! It was a prank! I promise” you piped out, blushing as you hid your face down onto the pillow.

“I’m not having it”.

Spanks it was. But he surely made it up to you later on.

Urahara Kisuke.

Your pervert boyfriend and this trend were a perfect combination for a disaster. It was like throwing powder into a fire. But it sounded like a good idea for you, therefore you persuaded yourself nothing would have gone wrong. Kisuke was not a jealous man. Of course he was protective and a bit territorial, but he never actually made a scene or freaked out, when a man tried to hit on you. He believed you could handle the situation perfectly on your own and, on top of that, if he had to step up and chase the stranger away, he surely avoided violent conflicts.

You two were laying onto your shared bed, Kisuke on top of you, as his mouth was latched onto your throat and his hand was currently between your thighs.

Whimpers and heavy breaths filled the air, while his fingers deftly plunged into you, making your lips part to chant a lewd melody he loved. He knew so many ways of making your knees buck and drag orgasms out of you that it was not a surprise that simply fingering you could make you scream out his name.

“Do you even realize how wet you are? You’ve soaked my whole hand and wrist, you dirty kitten” he cooed in your ear, slowing down the pace he had set a tad bit to enjoy the way your walls clenched onto his slender fingers so tightly.

As he did that, decided to slip his fingers out of you, only to glide them down your folds and enjoying how soft, smooth and slippery they were after the wax appointment you had gone to yesterday.

“So soft, you are so soft, you know?” he teased you, grinning as he took his hat off with his free hand.

Now or never. It was time to drop your bomb.

“Yeah, I know. — you breathed out, glancing up at him and resting the back of your hand over your forehead before letting out a dramatic sigh —I expected you to use some original terms to describe my pussy, though. I mean, Jason used those exact words yesterday. Tsk, I expected you to do better than him” you gingerly said, averting your eyes from him.

Urahara Kisuke went silent. The pads of his fingers glued to your folds, he tried to process what you had just said. A man? Did you mention a man? Additionally, not even a native one, judging by his name, therefore he surely did not know him.

“I’m sorry, who in the holy Soul Society is Jason?” he quizzically asked, tilting his head to the side as he stared at you in utter shock.

“Who?”.

“Jason. Who is this J-A-S-O-N man?” he replied, his eyes dangerously darting onto the lit candle on the night stand.

If his kitten was up for playing with fire, he was going to let you play with it.

“Oh, Jason, right… Well, he waxed me yesterday. He praised my flesh in such a basic way it was hard not to laugh at his face” you replied, pushing yourself up onto your elbows as Kisuke simply hummed and reached for the candle.

At first you got confused, eyebrows knitted together while your eyes followed his moves and the way he began to look at your thighs while licking his lips. It was only then that you remembered how he had wished to try some wax play with you. Eyes widening in shock, you gawked and sat up.

“Kisuke! Baby, wait, wait! I was kidding! It was a trend I ran into on Tik Tok! I promise, I’ll cut the crap!” you fretted, cupping his cheek in your hand and peppering his face in kisses. You were evidently begging for mercy.

The shop-keeper, however, shrugged and delicately pushed you back down as he smiled at you “Oh, I see! But you now owe me some sex therapy, kitten. Now, let me try some wax play and I’ll eat you up. I’ll make you scream so loud Aizen will hear from Muken!” he taunted you, winning you over with his last joke.

“You are a dork…” you chuckled, slapping his shoulder.

Byakuya Kuchiki.

If someone wanted to get a reaction out of this stolid man it was by messing with you. How did they even think about touching his delicate flower, the woman who had successfully made him smile again after so long? A mad Byakuya was not a problem people wished to deal with and, naturally, you did not want to make blood run down the streets. But it was so tempting, so fun. You could not restrain yourself, right? Your boyfriend needed to experience that little trauma too.

It was a lovely summer night, your boyfriend was still locked up in his office and you decided to pay him a visit. Along with buying some take-away in his favorite restaurant, you were going to deliver him a rather spicy dessert. No one was around anymore. The only sound eachoing down the corridor was the sound of your heels clicking onto the marble floor.

When Byakuya saw you walking past the threshold of his office, he faintly smiled. You were surley a sight to behold, especially in that flowery dress he adored. Running up to him, you threw your arms around your neck and pecked his lips gently.

“I was missing you” you said softly, as he made you sit comfortable onto his lap.

Byakuya hummed and kissed your nape, his arms hugging your waist as he redirected his gaze back on the laptop on his desk. He worked way too much, but how could he not? The Family Company constantly required his attention and assistance. But now you were there, ready to catch his attention with some salty prank.

“How was your day, love?” he asked you softly, typing something on the keyboard.

“Quite good. — you stated, smiling softly — And I got some news. My beautician had called in sick today, I was assisted by her colleague” you absent-mindedly said, not getting much of a reaction out of him. You had been vague, indeed. He had no reason to suspect anything, after all.

“Really? And was his colleague good?” he asked.

“Oh, yes! Really good. I got to say I was put in a rather unusual position, but overall he was professional” you chimed, closing your eyes as you mentally prepared for hellfire to break out.

And it did.

Byakuya cleared his throat, his grip on your waist tightening even so slightly as he nosed your cheek gently “He?”.

“Yep. I’m talking about Santiago” you casually said, smiling softly.

“Santiago. Mh, I see. — he replied, prompting you stand up, much to your dismay and confusion, but as he grasped the back of your neck and pushed you down onto the empty side of the deak, you squirmed — And was the position he asked you to strike that uncomfortable?” he said calmly, unbuckling his belt with one hand, meanwhile he allowed the other one to hike the skirt of your dress up.

“Y-Yes… You could say so” you meekly replied.

The smack on your rear you received afterwards making you squeak out softly, your foreteeth sinking onto your bottom lip.

Byakuya sighed, lowering his mouth to your ear “You know, baby, when you want to prank someone, you should be careful in not messing up the plan. How was I supposed to fall for that, when you have sent me the link of the video?” he purred, as you gaped in shock.

Your jaw went slack, as reality dawned onto you: so that was why Rangiku had not replied to your video and text ‘check this out, Byakuya is gonna be so mad’.

You had sent it to Byakuya.

“Baby, I’m so, so sorry! It was a cute idea!” you protested, but he had already slipped your panties down your thighs, a soft groan leaving his lips as his fingers glided down your smooth slit, earning a little squirm from you.

“I know. I have a cute idea too. Spread your legs and let me show what I am talking about” he practically commanded.

Gosh, did that make you wet.

AUTHOR NOTE.

Hello there! An old draft and promise to some of you that I have finally finished! Thank you so much for having been so patient, I genuinely appreciate your feedback and enthusiasm at times. This was pretty fun to write and definitely a breath of fresh air from all of my other requests. Let me know what you think about it! Likes, comments and re-posts are greatly appreacited!

Until then,

X O X O

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blueparadis · 1 year

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+ cw. —› ex-husband aizen souske x (fem)reader, headcanon format, yan!behaviour, smût, angst undertones, marking, jealousy, mentions of breeding kink & baby-trapping | +wc. —0.7kish

+ notes. —› i was listening to cherry waves by deftones ( for the first time ) & this happened. maybe I'll pull this into a fic but for now, have this, please || redirect to blog navigation.

+. ex!husband aizen souske who feels his throat dry, lips corrosive against his favorite drink when he sees you in a cheap restaurant with another guy, considerably younger to y/n, who is alluded in her charms like he was when he first saw her walking down the aisle; when he casually stopped by, at that cheap bar after a long day at work.

+. ex!husband aizen souske who makes sure that from now on he will pay a visit to you and his beloved daughters every weekend so that she does not have to look for affection at some cheap bars and restaurants. This way at least he can ask her if she is actually planning for her second innings or not.

+. ex!husband aizen souske who calls you at ungodly hours: on a warm afternoon or in the dead of night just to let remind you that he will be coming to pick you up after work tomorrow for a weekly visit with his daughters just so his other meetings do not get delayed but all he wants to do is to keep you on watch as much as possible.

+. ex!husband aizen souske occasionally sends gifts to his daughters in order to send his ex-wife expensive presents with personal notes, as if he will return to this home after his work as if he never left.

+. ex!husband aizen souske who checks you out when you're unaware and yet tells you in that familiar deep husky tone: how much those colors suit her that he hated once, how much she looks charming and beautiful, how much she changed since he left and maybe divorce looks good on her : independent and elegant like a free bird.

+. ex!husband aizen souske who thinks her new young boyfriend is not good enough for you, always ends up going to the same restaurants and hotels where he used to take her, just remembering those good old memories.

+. ex!husband aizen souske who wants you back can not just let this opportunity slide, that is, him visiting you when the daughters are not home; so he just asks if you ever regret it or not as if he still can, as if he owns you. And, when he is responded with the same question right back at him he secretly congratulates himself for getting under your skin.

+. ex!husband aizen souske who knows your weak points lets you walk away knowing very well that you will turn around to have a last glance at him. So, all he would do is not turn his gaze when you have already walked passed by him, so that when you turn around all he has to do is to grab your wrists above her head saying, “Answer me. I asked you a question. Do you or do you not regret it?”

+. ex!husband aizen souske who is currently inches apart from you, staring right into your eyes while you squirm and look away but his hold on you grows only stronger when he sees your beautiful eyes glistening more than it usually does, perhaps he scared you a bit, cocks his head to a side, in the dip of your neck inhaling her scent murmuring, “Still wearing that perfume I gifted you, huh ?”

+. ex!husband aizen souske who is absorbed in the good old memories of you, your scent, and what he used to do whenever you used to cry and look sad is now slowly curling his arms around your waist while his lips drag from the corner of your lips to the neckline and then on to collar bones.

+. ex!husband aizen souske who smirks the moment he hears you moaning, even if it's feeble he lets go of her hands so that you can rest them over his shoulders while he could carry her to the nearby cupboard top to make you feel less lonely. He has fucked her there, made babies with her and he can do it again.

+. ex!husband aizen souske who could already feel you gripping the collar of his suit while he presses his hard-on against your entrance is already marking all the way up your exposed neckline so that whenever you meet with your new young boyfriend, he would take the hint right away. There is no way he is losing to a mere boy like Gin Ichimaru. He has to be the better one.

– @tokyometronetwork & @underratedcharactercorner

@semisgroupie & @sailewhoremoon ( cuz you two like himmm ... that's why I tagged?! )

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rosemary03 · 1 year

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I would like nothing more than to have her here!

Masterlist

— synopsis: the bleach boys having sexual fantasies about you while masturbating

— Note: don't check it a second time, there may be spelling mistakes, still enjoy, you can read gin ichimaru's part here (I didn't want to include it because I already wrote it lol)

— Ichigo Kurosaki

After a long day at the University Ichigo can finally get home, he was stressed and tired, he needed to relieve that, so he thought about taking a shower, no one was home, apparently his father and sisters went shopping somewhere in the city, it's the perfect environment to relax, he told himself, so he went into the bathroom, took off his clothes and got in the shower, his hair quickly got wet from the almost hot water that fell from the faucet, it moistens his body relieving his tense muscles from today's physical training, the soap makes his abs and big chest shine, everything was going so well, but he couldn't help but think of you, your face flushed and wet from the drops of sweat that fell from your forehead this afternoon, they were both training in their sports class, Ichigo would be lying if he said that your body and curves didn't have an effect on him, the way your body flexed or you tried to hold on to the exercises.

"Shit" he whispers in a low voice, Ichigo was losing control, lately he was thinking so much about you, and that's not bad, he really likes you and he knows it, but having these kinds of obscene thoughts about your body bothered him, you were his friend and you deserved all the respect in the world but he can't help it, he just gets euphoric thinking about you.

Unconsciously his hands slide down his chest to his very well worked abs, wet from the water that falls from the faucet, his cock was already hard and he tried to ignore it, but he couldn't, his hands were already caressing his cock, imagining that it is you who is touching him, his head thrown back by the feeling of relief and pleasure, his lips are parted, whispering curses as his hand slides up and down his cock, he is sensitive especially the head of his penis , every time his hand brushes and squeezes that part he lets out a loud moan, maybe he doesn't realize this since Ichigo is so lost in his thoughts about you, he imagines how good your wet body would feel hugging him tight while your breasts are crushed against his chest, he would have you with your legs around his waist, your head would be buried in his neck, leaving noticeable kisses and bites with your full lips.

Ichigo's face was flushed and obviously wet from the water, you could hear the splash of it as he increased speed, he would like nothing more than to have you here with him, Ichigo swallows hard and runs his hand over his face, his breath catching. it becomes more irregular and he lets out breathy moans with each drag of his fist fucking his cock, he clenches and his muscles contract as his pace increases even more, he was close and he knew that soon the knot he felt in his belly was going to loosen Ichigo grunts as he pumps his swollen tip, his hips shake as his orgasm shoots through him, he cums on his hands and the hot cum that spurted out of him is quickly washed away by the still-dripping water, the boy gasping, embarrassed as he remember what he did thinking of you, but at the same time he is curious and wonders what the next position will be and what your face would look like when you train together again.

— Hichigo Shirosaki (hollow ichigo)

He was always bored in his lonely world, he only had the old zangetsu, he didn't really complain, but he couldn't help but look at you every time he took control of ichigo's body. o Every time you went to visit ichigo, he could see how you spoke to him so sweetly, how you showed him affection with your hugs, he was delighted, Hichigo quickly realized that he was amazed at you, he realized the affection he had for you, even though you had only seen him a few times that he invited you into his inverted world, was nothing more than the "hollow".

Right now he was sitting in one of the skyscrapers in his world, he was alone and he had all the time in the world, so he let his imagination guide him, he wonders how you are dressed right now, if you are wearing the same long skirt with the who saw you a few days ago, remember how well it highlighted your curves and the way it clings to your legs, also imagine how your skin will feel to the touch, he would give you a hug from behind letting his hips collide intensely with your butt , caressing your abdomen with his big hands, he would kiss your ear and then nibble your neck, his warm breath would give you chills in the sensitive part of it.

Hichigo's hands find their way to his pants stroking his still clothed hard penis, he moans from the sudden friction, pressing his hands through the white fabric of his pants, he lets out a laugh at the effect you have on him. hichigo had already masturbated before but it's the first time he thinks of a specific person, and that's you.

He would put you on top of his legs with your hands tied behind your back without any mobility. He wonders how you'd react if he grabbed your ass out of nowhere, letting his hands explore your flesh, squeezing and occasionally spanking. he would pull up your skirt exposing your underwear, he would love to see how your wet panties would stick to your pussy lips, his penis tenses in his pants and he lets out a moan at the thought, Hichigo pulls his penis out of his pants pants, it's hard and wet pre-cum drips from the tip of his penis to the base lubricating a little, one hand gripping his balls and the other caressing his pink head, a growl leaves his lips as his hand slides to up and down his cock, she licks her lips when her horny thoughts return, imagine the way her fingers would pull down your panties, she would use her fingers to play with your folds and your crit, her double digits would bury themselves deep in your pussy shaking his knuckles, Hichigo's hips shake unconsciously, squeezing his cock even more, he feels his orgasm getting closer, his face flushes red and the drool falls from his lips, his rhythm accelerates even more, from the the same way his fingers would fuck your pussy in his thoughts, grunts and loud moans come from his throat, he feels his testicles contract in his hand, while bubbles of cum form on the tip of his cock, wetting to the base and dirtying his pale hands, his body is wet with sweat, his chest rises and falls regulating his breathing, his usual smile returns to his face when he thinks again about what he would do the next time he saw you, would he fuck you with his fingers or use his cock? Hichigo is looking forward to the answer

— Urahara Kisuke

It was already late and of all the boxes they had to organize there were only a few left, Kisuke was grateful that you helped him in the store, apart from the fact that almost everything looked more orderly with you here, he also enjoyed your presence, but today maybe it was too much, he wondered if you were always this close every time you got to work, Kisuke takes a deep breath and his nose fills with your sweet aroma, even though his chest was bare it was too hot in his little shop, maybe it was just him who was he more tired than usual or was it your heat that was slowly killing him.

He can't help but look at you and although he only looks sideways, he feels how his cheeks heat up when he sees you leaning over and appreciating how your butt tightens with the pants he lent you, Kisuke resists the urge to hug you from behind and crush his hips against your ass. His penis tenses in his pants as he realizes how cheeky he's being for thinking dirty things with you next to him.

And as if you've caught him, you turn to catch him looking at you, he quickly looks away and continues with his work, ignoring his heavy cock begging to be released.

"Are you OK? You look a little tired ”you ask, his face was hot and red, most likely you are worried about him.

"If it's nothing, don't worry" he replies a little nervously, he's fucking aware of your presence and he couldn't let you see him like that, not yet.

Urahara is too hot today, luckily the fan helps him a lot by relieving his heat, he tries to concentrate on his work, for a few minutes it works until you touch his shoulder to ask what else you could help him with, it was just a light touch, but that was enough to break his sanity.

"You can go home you helped me a lot today" his voice sounds agitated

"Are you sure? Are you feeling alright?

"Yeah, don't worry about me, you can go" Kisuke gets up quickly and grabs you by the waist, guiding you towards the exit "uh ok, bye!" You say to which he responds with a smile and says goodbye with a hug, as soon as you leave, Urahara runs to his room and locks himself in, the bed sinks when he lies on it, Kisuke tries to calm down but can't, he sighs at his mental defeat by pulling the dick out of his pants, slowly dragging his hand up his hard penis, his ragged breathing is evident and he is grateful for everything that exists that is alone in the store, he can imagine you right now: your cheeks and crotch hot from the hard jumps on his dick you would do, he would love it if you put a collar on him, pulling him by the neck when he's being mean saying "Be nice to me, don't you want a treat Kisuke? Want me to make you cum?" he growls imagining you like this, the obscene way he is imagining you makes his cock throb in his hands, his pants feel heavy every time he pumps the swollen tip of his cock, Kisuke notices the drop of pre-cum dripping from his head facilitating his movements, urahara also imagines the way your breasts bounce off his face, he would be mesmerized, he would love to see how you force him to suck your nipples by grabbing his hair. Using him as a toy, Kisuke moans as he feels his orgasm coming closer and though he thinks it's too early to cum, he remembers the way his cock was begging to be released a few minutes ago, the way you say his name makes his legs tremble. hips stretch and thighs contract, oh no, what were you doing here, you were supposed to be gone, but he's so close she can't stop, his semen shoots out staining her hand and sheets, he stops him movements letting his dick fall on his thigh, Kisuke thinks about how to hide as he feels your footsteps down the hall, even if he covered his dick with the sheets you would know exactly what he did, too bad! I'd better think of something quick before you open the door and see him in a mess.

— Aizen Sosuke

It is one of those afternoons in which Aizen is happy to stay working late with you and although there is very little left until his shift ends, he is grateful that you accompany him so late, your warmth and aroma is something that he enjoys as if it were the first time. Once he saw you, his eyes occasionally turn to look at you, Aizen likes the way your eyelashes light up with the small rays of sunlight that fall through the window, the man recoils from the need to place the lock Loosening your hair behind your ear, that's where His eyes meet, Aizen smiles sweetly in your direction at the way your cheeks heat up, you look away quickly and say "I'll be right back!" and then go out, probably to the bathroom. Aizen continues with his work, ordering some papers that he still has to sign, the fatigue shows in his eyes, but it is not stressful, Aizen takes off his glasses, passing his hand over his face giving a long sigh, he is not a man who is carried away by his carnal desires but how beautiful you are with him, he is spending it. Aizen fixes his hair a bit when he hears you come back, and when his eyes find you, he can't believe what he's seeing, even if it was his imagination, it can't be that obvious, he can tell you took off your bra, clearly he must That may be what has bothered you most of the day working, but he can't help but think that maybe you did it on purpose. Aizen tries not to look, but the way your nipples stick out from your see-through shirt makes his eyes drift only to your breasts. He looks up to meet your sweet gaze again, you give him a shy smile as you arrange your things, everything was ready in the office for you to leave, Aizen would love to take you home but in his current state he's sure he could control himself, at least not completely. They both say goodbye, you kiss him on the cheek, the heat of your lips makes him stiff, when he gets out he goes back to his car, it's almost dark.

And he really doesn't want his thoughts to be guided by what he saw this afternoon, he can even feel your breasts crushing the fabric of your blouse.

Sitting in the driver's seat he makes sure there is no one around him and unbuckles his seat belt, he has to be quick since he's in a public place, so he drops his pants and boxers releasing his cock hard. His eyes are wide just in case as his hand rests on the underside of his cock then gently moves up and down he can almost see you sitting in the passenger seat imagine you would lean down to receive his cock in your mouth, you would spit it out to lubricate it before taking it to your mouth, he would grab your hair forcing you to put its entire circumference in your mouth "do it like this baby..." he mutters to himself, Aizen increases his pace using his pre-cum to relieve the sudden movements he makes on his penis, imagine how hot your throat would be every time he lifts his hips to enter your mouth, he lets out a low breath when he squeezes and mimics the movements he would make to fuck your mouth Aizen feels him getting closer his orgasm, stroking the flushed head of his cock even more, imagine the obscene noises you would make trying not to choke on his penis, your name slipping from his lips as his thighs quiver with pleasure from the pleasure coursing through him, he cums from the blushing tip to his testicles, it takes him a second to catch his breath, this is the first time he has been carried away by his carnal thoughts, he realizes the strong control you have over him, maybe he should enjoy his fantasies more often, though It won't be necessary because he's determined to have you.

— Hirako Shinji

You say goodbye to Shinji with a hug and return home, you had stayed the night because they went on a trip and since it was very late he offered you to sleep at his house.

Shinji closes the door, his steps are slow on the ceramic tiles of his apartment, he lets his body collapse on the sofa, hugging his shirt that he lent you to sleep in, he sighs and smiles remembering how cute you looked in his shirt , he barely realizes how often you appear in his mind, maybe he thinks he's in love with you... But that's impossible, they're friends and he shouldn't, right? At least that's what he tells himself, the way he can remember the sweet smell of your perfume doesn't help him, he knows he shouldn't do what he's doing right now; moving his clothed penis up and down with his hands, he feels embarrassed for thinking like that about his friend but even knowing that, he can't stop this time, his eyes return to the shirt I lent you, he remembers that you were only wearing your panties underneath, he could see your nipples squashed against the fabric of his shirt, his cheeks burning with embarrassment as he pressed the material to his face, inhaling the faint scent of you that was garnished on it. So he drops his pants and starts touching himself.

He curses under his breath as his hand makes slow motions on his penis, watching his hard cock, Shinji pumps the swollen head of his penis to collect the pre-cum that forms at the tip. He imagines you in the same baggy shirt I'm lending you, you'd be sitting on your back on his cock while he guides the movements of your hips, his big hands hugging the curve of your hips, Shinji bites his lip imagining your pussy squeezing his penis, he he would say how wet you are and how good you feel inside, he would make you lie down, pressing your back with his chest, he would move his hips against your ass fucking you slowly, imagine also the way your full lips are pressed against his, he plunges his tongue into your mouth savoring yours, he would only get excited if you bite the part where his piercing is.

Shinji moans from his throat as his hand picks up the pace. "Your lips taste so good..." he says as if you were really there with him, in your fantasies you beg for his attention, asking him to please fuck you harder, screaming and moaning his name with your sweet voice, I want to leave marks on your body, a proof that you are his and his alone, his Adam's apple bobs every time he swallows, beads of sweat fall from his forehead and his blond hair is messy, he chokes on a groan when his hand rests on him. he fucks the sensitive part of his penis, his semen shoots out but it doesn't stop, he continues to overstimulate his lubricated cock with his semen, carrying his euphoria still imagining that it's you he's fucking, his jaw clenches and when he feels it's He stops your movements too much, he regulates his breathing thinking about what he did, he feels embarrassed for doing this, he looks totally messy, his hair and body are sweaty, he wonders what you would think when he saw him like this. he probably should stop thinking about you like that, but he knows he can't stop.

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katsuma6 · 7 months

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Bleach Men Simple Turn-Ons.

Characters: Ichigo Kurosaki, Kisuke Urahara, Sosuke Aizen, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, Renji Abarai

Warnings⚠️🔞: some smut - mature content - please don't interact if you are under 18‼️

Ichigo Kurosaki:

• Ichigo is a pretty modest guy and a bit shy too but, when you wear something sexy...

• he can't ignore it. Absolutely will not be able to look away.

• will constantly be touching you.

• obsessed with your body and loves seeing you show if off.

• if you're planning on going out and he sees you in something that shows off your best features, you're staying home for the rest of the evening while he praises your body.

Kiskue Urahara:

• this man LOVES dirty talk.

• building that sexual tension drives him wild.

• "I can't wait to fee you inside me" "I love feeling you on top of me" "I want to feel your cock in my mouth"

• Being enthusiastic about sex will massage his ego, it will make him feel attractive and desired. It may sound a little counter-intuitive, but it’s massively powerful for turning him on.

Sosuke Aizen:

• Aizen is a very demanding and dominant man but, something about taking initiative.

• just grab him and change position in the bed.

• tell him to sit down and just start deep throating without even mentioning it first.

• he loves watching you take over and ride his cock.

• it's a nice change for him

Grimmjow jaegerjaquez:

• sitting on his lap.

• instant boner

• you fit so perfectly right between his legs and you move around on purpose, pushing his buttons.

• but be careful. Once he starts fucking you, he can go for hours and multiple rounds.

• "you think you're funny sitting on my lap getting me all worked up in front of everyone? What a dirty girl."

• "feel how hard you made me?"

• this man is FERAL.

Renji Abarai:

• he loves when you wear your hair up.

• its so easy to pull on or grab

• he'll being holding it while fucking from behind or wrapping it around his hand while he face fucks you.

• it also shows off you facial features that he adores so much.

• goes crazy when you get on your knees and tie your hair up while maintaining eye contact

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sashi-ya · 2 months

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𝑨 𝑫𝑨𝑻𝑬 𝑶𝑭 𝑷𝑰𝑵𝑲 𝑩𝑶𝑾 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑺𝑾𝑨𝑵𝑺 DADDY! AIZEN X F! READER ☆ PUBLIC, SIZE KINK, CREAM PIE.

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“(Name)-san… wear the skirt I bought you the other day, please” “Yes, Aizen-sama”

Sosuke happened to have a free day once in a while, and even if you didn’t ask for it, he offered you a walk in the park that afternoon. You acceded immediately, having outside time with your dom had been one of your most awaited things this month.

Of course, as always, dates had rules. And rules should be followed, specially if those are given by Aizen-sama himself. Wearing “appropriate” clothing during winter time was a must, but the little skirt he bought you could only lend you to freeze your thighs and legs. But who were you to say no to his “special” request?

The pleated skirt, that could barely reach a few centimetres of your thighs, looked precious on you. Sosuke has, to you, wonderful styling skills…

“Tie your hair with this, do you like it?” he said, looking at you up to down and then giving you a little box in your hands.

You quickly answered yes, even if the contents of such box were still unknown to you. Soon, you discovered a beautiful soft pink bow inside that complimented the whole outfit amazingly well.

“Thank you, Aizen-sama! This is beautiful! Can you please put it on my hair for me?” you asked, trying to muffle the excitement.

He smirked, and with a soft “hm” he indicated to turn around. Aizen’s skilful hands, that had been inside and all of you so many times, took no time to fix the bow into your hair.

And soon, both left the house where you live under all of his rules. The park wasn’t very far and a beautiful scenery ahead waited for you. The sky had no clouds, and all around seemed blessed by a beautiful sunny winter day… you know, those days that are cold, but you can still feel the sun kissing your skin with that warm relief.

Fortunately, there wasn’t many people around, as kids were at school and most people in their jobs…

“Aren’t the swans pretty?” Sosuke said, watching you eat a candied apple he bought you just a few minutes ago.

“They are, Aizen-sama. The sun reflects in their white feathers so beautifully” you answered getting your lips stained in sugary crunchy coating.

He scoffed sweetly, cleaning the commissure of your lips. He took that same finger to his own lips, tasting the rests of caramel on them.

The image makes your legs a little weak, and your panties probably wet.

Speechless, you offered him a bite of your apple, watching with absolute devotion the way he accepted it.

“Why don’t we sit on that bench to eat and watch the swans?” he commands, pointing at a secluded seat surrounded by trees and right next to the pond.

You nodded, looking at the bite he just took of your fruit and followed him. And, as you sat next to him, the cold breeze coming from the pond cripped under your skirt and into your bones. It caused you to shiver a little, enough for Sosuke to notice…

“Are you cold?” he asked, placing his warm big hand on your right thigh. “A little…” you confessed, embarrassed and guilty. After all he asked you to wear that skirt.

“Come here”

He pulled you, with absolutely no effort, to sit on his lap facing the lake. His arms, big enough to surround you, did by your waist. Your legs fall hanging in between his and your back softly landed on his chest.

Aizen placed his chin on the crook of your neck after moving your hair to the side. His strong presence, the hot breath reaching your skin and his lips so painfully closer to your neck… it’s a park, Aizen-sama… what do you want from me?

“Can you give me a little bit more of your apple, (Name)-san?” he asked, with that tone that’s both sublime and secretly mischievous.

“S-sure, Aizen-sama” you quickly answered back, with trembling voice and the sensation of something growing harder underneath you.

You swallowed looking at him give yet another bite so close to you. You swallowed again when he got even more comfortable with you over his lap, with his erection pressing against your femineity so hard and imposing…

“Ai-Aizen-sama?” you murmured, by now the bouncing motion of his legs were making his hardness get more and more swallowed by your labia, even on top of clothing layers.

“Why don’t you call me daddy from now on, my sweet one? I am sorry you are cold, but you look just like a precious doll to me this way… I promise to buy you some hot cocoa after” he whispered, criminally sexy and with a power that left you breathless and lightheaded.

Sosuke’s hands pressed your lower belly in and down, very strongly against his crotch. A pressure that caused a soft whimper to come out of your lips, and your legs wanting to close.

“Da-daddy? I… you-?” you didn’t know how to ask… he wanted for you to hump? Or he wanted something else? There, in public?

He could only scoff, putting you back on the ground and quickly freeing his sex in a very discrete way. As soon as he was ready, Aizen snatched you back to sit on top of his sex.

“Shh… doll, you be quiet. Daddy wants to fuck you and get you warm from the inside out” he whispered, already moving your panties to the side with great expertise for your core to feel the hot pulsating shaft of his against it.

You widen your eyes… he definitely wanted this And you are absolutely nobody to say no to daddy’s orders, aren’t you?

Fast enough you humped a few times until his sex slid inside of your spasming walls. You engulfed him, as always so tightly, so excitedly.

The cold had abandoned your body, and the heat coming from your lower belly reached your cheekbones turning them on fire.

“You need to be discreet when jumping on daddy’s dick, ok? We don’t want the rest to notice… right? Or do you want them to see you be a little slut, mh?”

“I am your little slut, daddy Aizen… it’s ok if the see” you purred, with your hands placed on his thighs to balance yourself.

Your hips went back and forth, and sometimes you even bounced on top of him as he made you jump with his legs. The cold filtering from underneath your skirt could only play with the warmth of his and your juices, giving you both an extra pleasing kick. However, nothing compared to both the shame of being fucked so publicly, and still how lucky you were of being fucked by no other than him… Aizen Sosuke.

Your hasty breathing became even more agitated as you were about to reach climax that Sosuke had to cover your mouth knowing very well the end of your trembling body on top of his.

“Come for daddy, (Name)-san…” he whispered, with his hand on your lips and his fingernails buried on your cheeks.

You nodded with the little will you were left with and let him finish the work with thrusts as he stood up just a little with you trapped by his arm around your waist.

One, two, three more. Tears on the corner of your eyes, trembling lips and shivering limbs, feeling soon very, very stuffed… with hot release, fully inside your womb, flooding every corner, deep, deeper.

“Keep it all inside, my sweet doll… this will keep you very, very warm until we get home”

“Yes, Daddy Aizen. Thank you ~”

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mamayan · 9 months

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⚠️ NSFW•Sommophilia•Xafab reader⚠️

He doesn’t feel guilty.

Not even a little bit. In fact, he feels justified in his actions even, because really, isn’t he just so sweet?

Letting you stay asleep when he could easily just wake you up to fuck you?

He is so kind that he’ll let you stay peacefully asleep. Your cute face and parted lips drooling just a little captivating him. He’ll lean over you, taking you in for a moment and admiring how you belong to him. Then he’s kissing you, easily slipping his tongue inside your mouth and swirling it around yours. He’s messy and sloppy as he makes out with you, only a few twitches and mumbles from you as resistance. You’re just so precious like this… compliant and warm beneath him. Yes, you belong to him don’t you? So it’s not wrong for him to unbuckle his belt and yank his pants down to free his aching cock. It’s not wrong to slip your underwear down and raise your shirt up. Your pretty cunt is also his pretty cunt, isn’t it? He is all to happy to show it some love too, spreading your thighs and kissing a trail to your tender heat. Licking a swipe up and nearly moaning at your taste, his arousal spiking even higher. Then he is making a mess of you, swirling his tongue around your hardening clit before sucking it gently into his mouth. You’re still unconscious but little moans and breathy whines tell him that you like this too. That you like having your sweet pussy devoured while you can’t even remember.

“Dirty little thing.” He’ll chuckle, but he’s filthy too as he pumps his cock in one hand and uses the other to keep you spread so he can continue lavishing your clit with his tongue. He’ll switch with his thumb so he can open you up with his tongue. Licking and rubbing your sensitive walls and finally feeling you fall apart as he presses into your clit while jerking his cock.

He’ll be too close to stop his orgasm, so he’ll just aim his tip at your twitching cunt and shoot his load all over you, before he’s shoving the tip inside to completely finish.

He’s hard again almost instantly as he watches a few beads of his cum dribble out of your hole and down your ass.

Your scrunched brows slowly relax, but your skin is slightly sweaty from all his attention. It doesn’t matter, he’s already sinking the fat tip of his cock inside you, stretching you out deliciously. He groans deep in his throat from how tight you are, and it’s deliriously erotic to see your eyes closed still. Your lips parted to let out little moans as he sinks deeper and deeper until his hips kiss yours and his tip is rubbing up against your cervix. Your tight walls fluttering and still sensitive from your orgasm but he’s losing reason with every second he spends inside you.

He gives you a moment, because he’s just that kind, to adjust to him.

Then he’s pulling out and slamming into you.

You wake up. Gasping as the aching pain of being so full and the pleasure becoming too much finally tearing you awake. It doesn’t matter, he’s grinning down at you savagely as he picks a brutal pace to fuck your sloppy cunt.

“W-what-!”

“Don’t act like you don’t like this, you’ve soaked the fucking bed, don’t fucking lie.” He’s wrapping a hand around your throat, loving the confusion and lust in your eyes as he anchors you to the bed to make it easier for him to pound you harder. His lower abdomen, his cock, and his balls are dripping your arousal and his own. He’s never had you this messy before, whining and gasping weakly. Still sleepy and cute and trying to comprehend how you woke up being impaled and fucked senseless.

So cute. He’s pussydrunk quick.

He laughs at you when you come on his cock, grunting in pain and pleasure as you squeeze the life out him, but it’s too adorable not to love. “No warning huh? You like waking up to my cock that much?” He’s not giving you a break, in fact it feels like he’s speeding up, hammering into you as you sink your nails wherever you can to hold on for dear life.

Your a babbling creature only for his pleasure now, he’s staring hard at the place where you’re connected. Watching his cock sink into your wet welcoming heat over and over again.

The tingle down his spine and tightening of his balls signal his impending orgasm.

“Tell me where you want it baby.” He’s commanding you, even as you struggle to keep up.

You’re already gone though, “mm! f-fill me please!” begging him with wet teary eyes to come inside.

He was going to anyway, but hearing you ask for it was euphoric. He’s manhandling you as he moves to grip your hips so he can really rail you. Loving how your body shakes like a rag doll at his roughness, and loving even more at how good you are for taking it.

“So good, aren’t you?” He’s moaning and cooing down at you despite using your cunt like a toy as he plunges his pulsing cock into you until finally you feel him come inside you. His cock twitching and his head going back with a groan deep in his throat. He’s shaking slightly, back arched and chest heaving, and you swear you’d never seen anything more beautiful. His head coming forward, sharp eyes trained on you filled with unrepressed desire and possessiveness. A small line of sweat marking his cheek from his hair line.

He doesn’t move, just gazes down at you with his semi-hard cock inside you while your releases begin to slip out. His slight smirk has a bit of excitement and terror running through you, knowing it means nothing good.

Trailing one large calloused palm from your hip to your lower stomach, he meanly presses down.

“N-no, oh! Stop you’re gonna make me, ngh!” He ignores you and presses a little more before letting up the pressure.

“Aw, too much?” He’s teasing and playful, enjoying your pout and glare for a moment before sliding out of you.

He laughs watching you struggle off the bed, weak shaky legs working overtime to take you to the bathroom.

It’s not his fault you’re so cute he has to tease you.

-Dabi, Gojo, Toji, Suguru, Izaya, Sosuke, Shogo, Hisoka

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brittscafe · 8 months

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Any headcanons of jealous Aizen? They can be nsfw or sfw 😁

Yes, of course! <3

The most jealous man of all time, obviously.

He literally hates whenever someone else who isn't him, gives you attention.

It's super easy to tell when he's jealous.

His glare pierces you from across the room, a cocky smirk is across his face, eyes dark and full of jealously.

Once he's had enough, he'll stalk over to you. Wrap an arm around your waist and pull you into his side, making it well know that you are his.

He'll smother you in kisses and have his hands all over you.

Your cheeks flush from the sudden affection.

Soon after, you decide to go back home.

As soon as Aizen closes the door behind you, his lips are on yours, hungry and passionate.

He's a little rough with you, pinning you against the wall, a hand wrapping around your throat.

He'll make you scream his name and repeat that you are his.

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kiwicopia · 5 months

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🔞 MDNI | Kinktober: Brat Taming 🔞

🎃 Aizen x Fem!Reader 🎃

TW: Slight choking, bit of dacryphilia, punishment, rough blowjob, throat fucking, throat bulge, cum swallowing, rough sex, table sex, reader held down, creampie, some praise & degradation, squirting.

tags: @shes-so-insane @stygianoir @uzxotic @aizenwifey

Aizen was a man of many things, and that heavily included patience when it came to your bratty behavior. There were many things he could let slide, so long as you abided by his rules, however, you overstepped and broke the one rule he held of the utmost importance: do not interrupt his meetings with his espada. You were supposed to sit there and remain quiet as he discussed business with his arrancar, yet you did the exact opposite. From having constantly pulled at his sleeves for attention, to letting out small huffs in-between everyone speaking, and it wore his patience thin to the point where he felt the need to remind you of your place.

Only when his subordinates left did he get you on your knees, his hand on your throat to keep you steady as he stuffed your mouth with his cock. He hummed in delight at the way your throat expanded a little to accommodate him, and you stared up at him through your lashes. Your eyes pricked with tears at the sheer size of him, and your nostrils flared when you saw the way his lips curled into a smirk. “You’re so quiet,” he said. His eyes narrowed slightly before he moved his other hand to the back of your head and pushed it down onto him. Your eyes widened as he fucked into your face without warning, setting the pace quickly, and you couldn’t help it when the tears flowed. “I suppose it is difficult to make noise when you’re choking on my cock.”

Your moan was muffled, though the vibration against his dick caused him to fist your hair as he shoved your down again. It was difficult to breathe with how fast he kept bringing your face down on his length, and that only increased the tears that slipped out because of it. Your hands clawed at his thighs the further his dick bullied your mouth, and he groaned in response. “You never listen,” he growled. The hand that held your throat moved to the other side of your head, keeping it in placed as he now fucked into your face. “I need to make you listen.”

It wasn’t but a few more thrusts before he spilled into your mouth, groaning in the process as he held your head still. The brunet was quick to slip his cock out and, before you could try and spit his seed out, his hand quickly closed your mouth shut. “Swallow,” he ordered. You did it without hesitation, letting his cum slide down your throat. “Good girl,” he smirked. Your little brain didn’t have time to think of anything before he yanked you to your feet and turned you around.

His front pressed against your back as he bent you over the table before shoving your bottoms down. You were already wet from him abusing your mouth, and he hummed in satisfaction as his finger slid up and down your dampened panties. His fingers then hooked around the fabric before pulling them down, and a sharp gasp left your lips when his cockhead pushed past your folds as he entered you. Your body shifted, yet his own quickly pushed you back down against the table before his hand gripped your wrists and pinned them to the table in front of you. His other hand squeezed your hip as he moved forward, going deeper inside of you. “Don’t you dare move,” he hissed.

“But—.”

Your sentence was cut short when his hips drew back before slamming into you, drawing out another sharp gasp. Your back tried to arch in response to the pleasure that shot up your body, however, Aizen kept you pinned against the table with his own body as he fucked you. Your legs clenched every single time his hips rammed into your ass, and you moaned before biting your bottom lip. “I’m going to make you listen,” he said, his breathing turning ragged the more he bullied your hole with his dick. “Even if I have to fuck the brat out of you.”

Gods, he felt so good inside of you, and with the way your sloppy cunt kept pulling him back in, he couldn’t get enough. His fingers pressed into your hips, not caring if he left bruises on you or not as his merciless thrusting continued. “Such a brat,” he growled, his hot breath tickling your ear. You moaned in response, and he chuckled. “Now you sound like a whore. Just the way I like you.” His name left your lips in a string of wanton moans as the pleasure inside you kept building.

“Aizen,” you whined his name as his cock shoved itself further inside you, and you couldn’t take it anymore. It was absolute bliss when you came, gushing on his dick with a small whine. Even though you hit your release, he kept going, riding out your orgasm and wetting his cock even further with your juices before he finally came inside you. Your wrists hurt as his hand squeezed them while the other gripped your hip like his life depended on it, and his chest pressed down into you as he let your pussy constrict his length, milking him greedily.

Your legs shook from your orgasm as your body relaxed against the table, and you panted to calm your racing heart. “Are you going to be a good girl from now on?” He asked, his breathing heavy while keeping you pinned against the table.

“Nope,” you answered, popping the P in a way that caused him to growl.

His hand tightened around your wrists, and he slid himself out of you before turning you around to face him. “Then I suppose I’ll have to keep making you learn, brat.”

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aizenswhore · 8 months

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Jealousy that drives them mad.

There is something about giving you oral, when you made them jealous, that will always tickle his pride. Watching you crumble under his touch, when his head is buried between your thighs, causes him an amount of satisfaction he would probably not be able to reach if your positions were reversed. He graspes one of your leg, draping it over his shoulder as you whimper and cry out his name, along with apologies from up above. He does not bother to reply, only sucking at your bundle of nerves and collecting your juices with his tongue. He laps at your core, ignoring everyone and everything, driving you to madness and exhaustion orgasm after orgasm.

Little do you know why he is torturing you like that, in the back of the bar you were clubbing at, where anyone could see you two in such a compromising position. He needs to punish you, he needs to show you that no one can go on his knees for you and make you beg him to stop for how good he is at overstimulating you.

He needs to make your standards higher in satisfaction so that no one will ever be able to gratify you like he does. He wants to ruin you for anyone else that might come after him.

But both him and you know one thing for sure: he is the only one for you.

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muzansfangs · 6 months

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How they eat you out.

Starring: Aizen Sosuke x f!reader; Urahara Kisuke x f!reader; Ichimaru Gin x f!reader;

Format: short-imagines;

Warnings: nsfw, language, dom!aizen, dom!gin, dom!kisuke, sub!reader, oral sex (f!reader receiving), dirty talk, slight degradation kink, spanking, vaginal fingering, overstimulation, praising kink;

Plot: they love you, they love you so much that giving you oral has become an art for them. But they all have a different style, their own unique way of doing it. How do they eat you out? What do they do to make you melt under their skilful tongue?

PART ONE | PART TWO | PART THREE

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Sosuke Aizen.

When Aizen wants to eat you out he will specifically ask you to lay on your back and let him take the lead. How does he enjoy feasting on you? With your legs draped over his shoulders, his slender fingers gripping the plush of your thighs both to keep you in place and drive you mad. The cute whimpers leaving your mouth, as his tongue swirls around your bundle of nerves for the sake of his sadistic side, make him go nuts, albeit he would never let you know about it. You want more, your hips bucking up as breathy pleas roll out of your tongue, when Sosuke locks eyes with you.

“Beg” he huskily demands, his hot breath fanning your dripping heat.

Chest raising and falling erratically, you shoot a desperate glance at him, teary eyes boring into his dark ones, as you give up. Trying to front, or display difiance with him will only grant you hours of torture and you are in no position to endure more teasing from him. He is unbothered by your bratty attitude most of the times, his annoyance showed off in the way he drags out your orgasms only to let you utterly unsatisfied in the end.

“Please, please, Sosuke, make me come! I can’t take it anymore!” you whine out, your bottom lip wobbling as he grins up at you, his mouth leaving open-mouthed kisses down your inner thigh until he reaches your aching cunt.

“You are lucky I am in a good mood” he states, before his mouth dives back between your legs and his lips wrap around your throbbing clit.

You moan loudly, your back arching as you squeeze your eyes shut to focus on the heavenly sensation he is blessing you with. He sucks onto it, his fingers digging into your skin, and you are more than sure that tomorrow morning you are going to find bruises in the shape of his fingerprints on your thighs. But it is worth the pain, this pleasure is something only he can provide you.

When you gasp for the overstimulation, he dips his tongue into your core, his thumb reaching up to your clit and pressing onto it in circular motions. At this point, incoherent words leave your lips as you squirm and your toes curl. He does not even care about the fact that your legs are now squeezing his head.

Looking up at you from behind his dark eyelashes, Aizen replaces his tongue with his index and forefinger and curl them inside you, having no trouble in reaching that sensitive spongy spot within your inner walls. You squeal out in pleasure, your jaw going slack, as your body jolts up for the sudden stimulation.

“Let me taste you, darling. Let me drink from you” Sosuke murmurs, his voice soothing and contrasting with his lustful and lewd gestures.

You cannot retaliate, replying is impossible at this point. When his tongue begin to twirl around your abused clit again, while his fingers thrust in and out of you in a depraved melody of squelching sounds, it is time for you to give him what he wants.

You arch your back, sinful moans filling the room as your orgasm rips through you and Sosuke is quick to withdraw his fingers, now glistening in your essence. He leisurely sucks them clean, before lapping at your core so sensually your body twitches.

“You’re so beautiful, when you’re fucked out” he comments, kissing his way up your stomach until he hovers over your writhing frame.

When his hand reaches down to unbuckle his belt, you know he is far from being done with you.

Gin Ichimaru.

This man is a real menace. He loves giving you oral more than receiving. While he is prone to do it pretty much at any given occasion, he has a thing for bending you over his desk and eating you out from behind. No matter how you many times you try to object that it is degrading, he does not give a damn about it.

He loves the control he has over your body, his large, calloused and bony hands spread your rears as his tongue explores your core deeply, until you bang your fist onto the wooden desk and squirm around under his ministrations.

“Stop squirming, little girl, or I might have to give you a punishment” he chides you, lapping at your folds assiduously.

Sweat beads your forehead, your foreteeth sinking onto your bottom lip as you whimper and, when he deliberately bites softly at your lips to earn a reaction from you, there is nothing that you can do but try to stand back up. Gin obviously sneers, his hands pushing you back down onto the desk as he delivers you a rather brutal spank. A cute yelp erupts from your throat, eyes widening even so slightly, as he slips his hand between your thighs to cup your sex.

“What a naughty little minx you are… What was that, huh? You are clearly asking for a punishment, you little masochist” Gin taunts you, smirking as his long fingers plung into your arching core without much of a warning.

You are dripping, your nails scraping the wooden surface of the desk as Gin watches the way your face scrunches up in shameful grimaces expressing your pleasure. It is not enough, he wants to really leave you thinking about this little session you are having for hours, before you are going back to work for your Captain.

“Gin! Fuck— Please, please, I can’t take it! I need t-to come” you beg him, as he kneels back behind you and pulls his fingers out of your entrance.

“Yes, you can. Now shut your pretty mouth and let me enjoy this pussy before you go back to Aizen” the Captain of the Third Division says, before delving his tongue into you and making your eyes roll to the back of your skull.

Your body is trembling, he can feel it, and the way your walls clamp down the tip of his tongue are a clear sign that you are close to your climax. A presumptuous smile gracing his thin lips, Gin does anything in his power to help you reach your climax. With a flick of his tongue, you scream out his name and the smirking snake below you is ready to collect your juices on his tongue.

Once he is done, he glances down at you and playfully spanks you again, leaning down towards your ear “Come on, let’s get you all cleaned up. I don’t want to hear Aizen complain about how messy you looked at the reunion” he teases you, earning a groan of frustration from you.

But, as much as you despise the way he drives you mad, Gin Ichimaru has elicited reactions from you no one has ever made you experience before.

“I’m coming” you whisper, standing back up for real this time.

“Again?” Gin jests, only for you to grasp a slipper and throw it at him.

Urahara Kisuke.

Listen to me. If he was about to die and he was granted one last wish, this man would be asking for someone to sit on his face. He enjoys, no, he adores eating you out. He could spend hours between your thighs, savoring your essence over and over again. But if you just sit on his face, he will not make you regret your choice. The way you whimper and cry out his name from up above makes him literally hard.

“Kisuke, gosh, that’s— ah!” you struggle to find proper words to describe the way he gradually making you crumble down at his feet. His tongue is relentless in the way it twirls and swirl around your bundle of nerves, or the way it hastily dips into your core to collect each and every drop of your juices not to let them go to waste.

“I know, kitten, I know… Just let this old shop-keeper lavish your pussy. I am so hungry, I swear” he whines, hands sprawled over your hips to help you keep your balance. While he is clearly in command, even if he apparently does not seem to have the upper hand, this lazy man might even ask you to help him in the said task.

“Ride my face, baby, come on” he rasps out, palming himself through his pants as you cannot help yourself but slowly start to move your hips at a sensual tempo.

He groans, eyes close as his lips, teeth and tongue work together to help you reach your third orgasm. Your muscles burn, you are on the verge of collapsing for the powerful and draining waves of pleasure he has made you experience, but as you cry out in pleasure again you realize he has ruined you forever.

No one is going to give you oral the way he does.

“Fuck! Fuck! K-Kisuke, I’m—” you chime then, a scandalous high-pitched tone of voice piercing his ears as you increase the pace of your tempo. You are so close, so close to bathe him into your juices once again and he is eager to taste you as if it is the first time.

“Yes, princess, just like that! Come for me, good job, baby” he utters, smiling in ecstasy as you whimper and your orgasm leaves your mind blank. His tongue viciously laps at your core, a guttural sound leaving his throat in the meanwhile. He is so glad you exist.

As you pant and climb off of his face, muscles aching and eyes closed, Kisuke humms and jokingly squeezes your thigh before tugging his pants down his legs and smiling.

“If you want, we can try a sixty-nine now” he breathes out, wiping his chin with the back of his hand and making you chuckle softly in return.

You love that pervert shop-keeper so much.

tags: @electronicwitchcollection @aizenwifey @stygianoir @brittscafe my way to apologize for the late updates❤️

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