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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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my0vershareworld · 1 year

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𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦

Pairing: Sosuke Aizen x G/N Espada reader

Genre: (fake) Fluff, Headcanons, Familia.

CW: zenzen being manipulative.

Requested by @rambling-idi0t: Babe, can I request hcs for the espada with a s/o who's aizens younger sibling please?

A/N: first aizen request and my own gf reqest les go

he always act kind and care about you. he even make you food that you can eat!

but all of that was just an act.

he only sees you as an important part of his plan. but..there's a LITTLE part of..caring about you in his heart. but he always brush it off because he can't just be caring to an Espada wh he will kill later on when you have done all your job and is no more important to him and his plan.

whenever you try and disobey him he always guilt-trip you and make you feel bad for him and you ended up doing what he wants. he's your older brother after all..why would you wanted to disobey him?

he always act kind and care about you. he even make you food that you can eat!

but all of that was just an act.

whenever you try and disobey him he always guilt-trip you and make you feel bad for him and you ended up doing what he wants. he's your older brother after all..why would you wanted to disobey him?

he was and is your best friend. he always act close and kind and all sweet. little do you know it was all an act..you were just one of his step to take closer to his own selfish goal.

he overall do care for you..just 1 percent. but other than that he only are like playing a chess game and you're one of his important part of the game to win.

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niicevibe · 2 years

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How you meet and fall in love with aizen x female reader plz

Fluff

Ooh boy, I can't imagine this would be an easy thing to accomplish at all, but let's dive in. Jeez, this ran longer than I meant it to, though, but a build up to the fluff you asked for was totally necessary.

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: fem!reader requested, fluff (+ a sprinkling of angst near the end bc it's Aizen).

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: alcohol consumption, kidnapping(ish), Aizen-level manipulation turned semi-affectionate behaviour??? an a dash of unspoken obsession??? i have no idea what to call it, lmao.

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2.5k

izakaya → a japanese bar. haori → the white garb shinigami captains wear over the black shihakushō.

see sōsuke/reader headcanons here.

Sōsuke, being a man who's had his eyes wide open for quite a while now, probably would've been considering this as an option for his grand scheme of destroying the Soul Society. Sure, he has his Kyōka Suigetsu that already made him rather invincible to those who have seen its release. He doesn't need to go as far as finding a partner to help blind the entire Gotei from his plans, rather, he finds the idea of playing "house" amusing, it being likely that he hasn't bothered to pursue any kind of relationship out of a lack of interest... at the time.

Like I've mentioned before, Sōsuke would have only decided to pursue you if the right conditions have been met. I strongly believe in him being demi-romantic/demi-sexual, and for those who don't already know, being demi-romantic/demi-sexual means that someone only develops romantic feelings or only has strong sexual feelings for another person when they have a strong emotional connection to them. A bond has to exist.

As good an actor as he is, he wouldn't want to bother with the extra effort of it. He'd likely use that effort to find someone good enough to play his co-star. His and yours' ideals would have to align, and while Sōsuke's emotional range doesn't exactly involve direct romancing, there is a degree to which he would allow himself to cross-- for the sake of his plans, he'd tell himself. That established connection I spoke of would have to be strong for him to go through with it.

His searching is casually done, ear to the ground while he performs his duties as Captain and as he strategizes. He's put small feelers out, briefly mentioning in a forced conversation that he "wouldn't mind" finding a good woman to settle down with. And for a good amount of time, no one has managed to cross his path that interested him.

Ironically, it'd been a bit of tipsy mumbling that caught his attention.

A simple outdoor izakaya east of the Seireitei had been the location the voice had come from, complaints that eventually turn into sensical verbiages that has Sōsuke tuning into you. Why does the Soul Society do things one way and not the other? Why weren't we deployed there to save those Rukongans? Why did they have to die because we couldn't act on our own? Sōsuke can sense your heartache; it resonates with him all too well.

You're sitting all alone, no companion and no other guests around. Understandable; it is quite late now. He decides to approach you upon recognizing you as one of his higher ranked officers, sitting down in the stool next to yours where you slump into the table, tears streaming down your face and onto the wood.

Don't get confused by what happens next, now. Sōsuke isn't here to offer sympathy or comfort. He found someone who both has constraints against the Soul Society for its never-ending poor decision-making, and who is in a state of vulnerability. It only makes inserting himself your mind that much easier.

He'll pull the end of his haori into his fingers and reach for your face, lightly dabbing at your emotionally-heated cheeks until your eyes open, and they open wide. Perhaps you're too deep into the bottle of sake only inches from your head to fully register that it's Captain Aizen wiping your tears away, but when you address him as such, maybe not.

"... it's so unfair, Captain Aizen..." You sniff unapologetically loud. "This life is so unfair."

His stare down at you is lukewarm, while his thoughts sear his brain, telling him that you could be just what he's looking for.

"Hm... It is unfair, isn't it?"

Conveniently enough, the izakaya is meant to be closing, prompting its owner to inquire about Sōsuke's subordinate.

"She's one of yours, right, Captain? Mind seeing that she gets home? She's a good kid."

Perhaps it should be inconvenient that a Captain has to carry his Third Seat home from over his shoulder, but his mind races with the possibilities he now has by inserting him into your memories. Will you remember him? Or will your brain erase him by morning? Will he have to start from scratch? Remind you of his favour performed to you?

Apparently, come the next day, neither of those became necessary. At a time in the morning that you knew he'd be awake and decent, you arrived at the doors of his quarters holding a small, hastily wrapped package between trembling fingers. You hadn't lost your memory, no thanks to the dangerous amount of liquor you drank the night before. It'd all been in an effort to erase the day's memories, as you don't necessarily normally drink yourself into near unconsciousness. It simply was too much of a sight to bear weight for. Despite your rank and seasoned skills, well... No one should have to see what you did.

When the door opens, you flinch, prepared physically considering how fast you ran to the nearest shop to purchase the contents of the parcel you currently hold in a death grip, but mentally? You can feel the shame of your behaviour the night prior pooling beneath your tongue, and so, your begin to speak before he can.

"C-Captain Aizen! I'm here to apologize for last night! I'm... still in disbelief that you carried me home, but... my public display of intoxication, I swear, sir, that doesn't portray my character whatsoever. I-I'm not like that, I-I promise--"

"Good morning, Third Seat ______." You blink owlishly at him, once more in a shock that stops your heart when he interrupts you. "Calm down. I'm not upset with you. And, I didn't think for a moment that it reflected your professionalism."

Naturally, the moment Sōsuke returned to his quarters, he'd pulled up whatever information was available in your files to peruse the woman he'd chosen to pursue.

"Besides, I know of your accomplishments. I've heard the praises sung of you, _____."

Not a total lie. He has heard of his third seat's performance in regards to the reports delivered to him after your involvement in certain events. Reflecting on them through the evening only solidified the fib.

"O-Oh... what a relief, then." You exhale rather sharply before finally extending the package to your superior. "An apology gift, sir. It's just a simple tea set, but the tea paired with it is exquisite."

"A kind gesture, but this isn't necessary, _____. It was no trouble to assist you to your quarters. It was a mere coincidence that I'd been passing through in that direction."

You persist on him taking it, something that amuses him for a reason he can't place. He sees you won't take no for an answer, simply because the embarrassment you'd experienced upon recalling his hands on you has your insistence fuelling your exchange.

"Well... since you're so insistent on making things up to me, why don't you come in and brew us a pot of one of those "exquisite" teas you mentioned?"

Another won opportunity, Sōsuke muses to himself as you unravel the wrappings and set out the items with still shaking hands. He notes this; wonders if your nerves getting to you is due to a hidden authority complex, or if it's him in particular. He wouldn't mind it either way. Perhaps you're like his lieutenant in this way, but he hopes not. At the very least, you'd better have a fighting spirit for when the time comes.

Over tea, he insists on conversation, even pulling out a package of sweets for the two of you to share. You're nervous, and it shows, but Sōsuke does well to soften you out. Before long, the two of you chat like old friends, until your respective duties were due to interrupt it.

For a while, it remains like this, things like passing greetings and idle chatter when you make increased personal deliveries of reports to his office. There's always a fresh pot of tea awaiting your arrival, as if he'd expected you be the one to come until it became a true pattern; at the same times of those select days of the week, your presence became a part of the upholstery to his office, his quarters.

Even if it'd meant filling your day to the brim with little time to rest, you could barely find it in you to mind. The man you've known as "Captain" for a forgotten number of years by this is the same man whose mild mannerisms and soft-spoken concerns, whose sense of duty and a sense of when and how to settle down after a taxing day, and whose apparent interest in you no longer seems to tiptoe on the line of subordinate and superior. Your desire to admit your own fallacy is no more easily ignorable than an oncoming horde of Adjuchas. And while you are surprised that Sōsuke is the one to say the words first, to suggest that the two of you address the unnamed emotional attention between you, well naturally, it doesn't faze him one bit.

It went all according to his plans, after all. So why would finally having you dancing in his palm surprise him? No, that isn't what gets him at all. It the fact that he enjoys playing this small game of house with you. The domestication, the comforts, the eased worries, and not just through you being his third seat or by you helping to solidify his act of being one of the kindest captains in the Gotei Thirteen. There's something different that he has trouble articulating. Because never in his time in the Soul Society has he attempted to search out a person to love when it served him no true purpose.

But he enjoys the doting, the coddling, even the light chastising when he's caught lightly teasing his lieutenant. He enjoys your willingness to listen, hearing him out when he finally tests the waters and speaking on what you'd been drunkenly mumbling about the night he came across you at that izakaya. Why the Soul Society behaves the way it does, about the Soul King's existence, about the Royal Guard, none of which you'd been privy to until that moment... And with a deep discussion, you come to conclude that maybe this place isn't the paradise you were promised after death. That maybe, something needs to be done.

He wouldn't involve you on the plans that he, Gin, and Tōsen have laid out. It's hard to decide whether "trust" is the right word to use, but Sōsuke teeters on that lip of whether he would trust you enough to ever involve you in them. So far, things have only been spoken on in theory.

And so, on the day that Garganta split across the highest point in the sky above the Seireitei, he'd managed to split your mind. He'd kept you in the dark, kept you privy to what you didn't need to know, apparently. With so much having gone on already during the Ryōka Invasion, like Sōsuke's apparent death and him leaving you behind so abruptly in order to suit those plans he'd only theorized and shared with you, witnessing his lies unfold with his hand plunged through the Kuchiki girl's chest... so many thoughts and questions running through your head... yet despite the emergence of such a desperate, new situation...

... wondering whether he ever even cared for you became the biggest, most enraging one of them all. And whether he'll bother to answer to it or not, somehow, he still makes that one drastic decision that makes you float within that golden light, higher in the air, despite your weak, embarrassed protesting.

Because on the day you brought over that quaint little tea set as a means of asking for forgiveness, and partook in a cup of morning tea with your captain that led you into daring to imagining domesticity with him, abduction and betrayals weren't what you envisioned for your future. But he's always been an insect of a man with many plans, and you simply became trapped within the web of them.

While having a true, genuine connection to Sōsuke might seem impossible, don't sell yourself short. You've been with him long enough that he's seen merit in keeping you around, not simply as a mask, and not only during the time of his act while still in the Soul Society. Even post abduction to Hueco Mundo, he finds it difficult to understand he took those actions in the first place. Why did he bring you after all? Did he, perhaps, play that character too well, that now he's left with an unnatural attachment to you?

Sōsuke isn't someone who makes mistakes. It's why he's gotten away with doing so much over the past 100+ years. It's how he managed to fool you... and apparently, himself. Now, he always has you close by, while you do your best to make the best of a scary situation. It isn't that you've fallen out of love with Sōsuke Aizen-- not at all. Having spent so many years with him, you know it's simply impossible. And while you can't condone all that he's done, you're able to at least detach yourself from the truth of it. He's given you many other reasons to love him, after all.

On the sidelines during meetings with his ten Espada, you'll stand either near the wall (preferably) or near him (to be protected by his reiatsu against all the others' reiatsu). The space you share with him in his tower is comfortable... mostly empty and minimalist, but comfortable. You certainly could do without those two helpers who stare their daggers into your back (and who would just love to drive their weapons into it, too), but you know that you're covered there.

A lot of his attention goes on you. He's sure of your bitterness, and while he finds that your rage is an extremely attractive emotion on you, he does well in quelling it.

The Sōsuke you fell in love with in the Soul Society and the Sōsuke you play house with in Las Noches... two very different people. While in his guise, Sōsuke was a patient lover. In fact, he would've tiptoed around you to make sure he didn't push anything too far with you, simply to keep that mask up. You never admitted to him that it bothered you, but since the act is up, you thought to be honest with him about your feelings. All of them. Even the dark and downright hateful ones you have for him abducting you from your home.

This Las Noches Sōsuke shows no holds barred. Everything of him is laid on the table and most days, it's more than you can handle. Being so unfamiliar with the premise of it, Sōsuke doesn't know if he can truly name the emotions he feels for you as "love". But at the very least, he can admit to himself that if you hadn't been here with him, he would be different.

(that's it, that's all I've got for this crazy, crazy man 😮‍💨)

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teejaywyatt1 · 11 months

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✨ Chapter 7 of Amaranthine will drop on Thursday, May 25th at 2:30PM EST.✨

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muzansfangs · 4 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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katsuma6 · 5 months

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"She's Busy Right Now"

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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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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.”

#bleach #bleach x reader #bleach x female reader #bleach x you #bleach x y/n #bleach aizen #aizen sousuke #aizen smut #aizen sosuke smut #aizen x reader #aizen x female reader #aizen x y/n #aizen x you #bleach kinktober #kinktober #kinktober 2023 #mdni #kiwicopia writes

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brittscafe · 1 year

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How they fall in love and confess to fem reader for gin, aizen, shinji, mayuri (seperately )

Maybe au where they are all alive

Fluff plz

I apologize for how long this took me to write, but I wanted it to be perfect 😭

Gin:

You're not scared of him like most people are.

He's super intrigued by you and the way you're not afraid of him at all.

His smile is always genuine when he's around you.

Gin is very flirty with you and loves it when you blush from his comments.

When he first starts to fall in love with you is when he lets you in on his pranks or you two can just sit in silence together, reading or something.

He feels super comfortable around you and loves the way that you make him feel.

When he confesses, he's actually playing a prank on you.

At the end of the prank, a bouquet of flowers show up in Gin's hands along with a letter that details his feelings.

Aizen:

All I gotta say is good luck once he realizes that he loves you.

When he's really in love with you, he's stalking you.

Not really in a creepy way (kind of), just watching you and making sure you're safe.

Sometimes, he'll even send Gin or Kaname to watch over you or escort you to places.

It shows in his actions that he loves you or when he has really deep conversations with you.

He loves cooking with you.

Aizen sets up a very nice and romantic dinner in his room where you help him cook.

As you're helping him cook, he'll say that he has feelings for you.

Shinji:

I feel like it's love at first sight for Shinji.

When he first lays eyes on you, he's super attracted to you physically.

Shinji is bold and comes up to talk to you, falling in love with your personality as well.

He spends every moment of his time with you, teasing you and being super playful with you.

As for Shinji confessing, he's very up front about it.

There are moments where he confesses to you straight up, but then tells you he's just kidding or joking around.

When Shinji sees that you can't handle the joking around anymore, he'll come up to you.

He'll just cup your face and press his lips on yours.

Mayuri:

Since he spends all his time in his lab, I definitely think you have to be part of the same squad or always in the lab 24/7.

He first starts to notice you when you stay late and even help him out with his work.

Mayuri finds himself stealing glances over at you when you fast at work at your desk.

He'll even move your desk closer to his or pull your chair over to examine his work.

He likes that you accept who he is and how his work is really important to him.

I think Mayuri definitely takes time to confess to you and fall in love with you.

One night, you walk late into the lab to help Mayuri and you find the entire lab light up with candles.

You find Mayuri standing in the middle of the lab without any of his makeup or anything, just bare faced and vulnerable.

He wanted you to see who he really was when he confessed his feelings towards you.

I mean...your jaw drops open when you first see him.

Honestly, he doesn't have to say a single thing or confess, you can just read his mind.

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sashi-ya · 2 years

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霊圧 + 淫慾. // spiritual pressure + lust. [twoop x sy]

𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐬. part one 𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆. by sashi-ya 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 | 𝐆𝐈𝐍 | 𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐄𝐍 | 𝐔𝐋𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐀

tw: NSFW. personal hdcs about his reactions when being caught by you while masturbating. Ulquiorra is slightly different, you teach him what it means to jerk off // wc: ~ 1k // masterlist // tag list: @stygianoir @tealcat001 @dumbbitch223 @bookandyarndragon @ilibili @jin-supremacy01 // colab with @the-witch-of-one-piece

➡ 𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐎𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄

You either run for your life or be prepared to get fucked, hard. No in between. You might spill the tea, literally, over the platter that you have carried from the kitchen to his own throne at Las Noches. You never thought Aizen would be the type of man that would succumb to carnal desires to the point of touching himself to get some relief… but even Gods have needs. His cheeks are red, the lock falling over his face a little wet from sweat, he holds a sexy smirk with eyes closed while a hard shaft, slightly purple on the tip, keeps spurting precum. “Oh… Ai-Aizen-sama!” the sound of the porcelain breaking in a million pieces and his sharp pupils fixed on yours. “Dear (Name)… you have two options, and I’m sure you are intelligent enough to choose the correct one…” he mumbles, showing you exactly what it’s best for you… and of course, that is, kneeling down.

➡ 𝐆𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐔

There are almost zero things that shame Gin. Jerking off is of course not one of those. However, there is always something that can change us… His silver hair reflects the half moonshine of an eternal night, an almost non-existent breeze of Hueco Mundo kisses his cheeks.

Gin loves to enjoy his own body freely, looking at the endless hills of such dark place to be. His slender, snake like fingers play with his sex. He starts slowly, with a relaxed smile. Whenever he is alone, he allows himself not to smile, not to fake it all. Gin is able to be himself, only, perhaps, during those nights where he misses you, your body, your soul.

“Gin… you didn’t wait for me?” you ask, scaring the argentum haired man, his paler complexion becoming red.

“What? What are you doing here?” he asks, this time, ashamed of being caught in such intimate moment for the very first time in his life.

You walk towards him, dressed in white. No more black shihakusho covering your body. You are one of them, now. “Life away from you is no life. I see you couldn’t wait for me… I couldn’t either” you smile, so in love with his ice eyes now getting wet from tears and his lips trembling.

You crunch in front of him, a kiss on the tip of his tiny nose and your hands over his. “You won’t need your hands now, use them to touch my body, Gin” “Yes…”

➡ 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐊𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐊𝐈 Soft moans coming from his office, your curiosity winning… but, weren’t you taught the curiosity killed the cat?

Sliding like a snake, slowly and steadily, you peak throw the little indentation of the door. A man so serious that was now lost in the pleasures of lust.

His hand goes up and down, but its his thumb the one who works the hardest over the base of his tip. His hakama is on the floor, his upper part tucked under his chin probably not to stain the black fabric with pre and cum. He is sitting on his big chair, right foot over it, his back against the left armrest. Like a true God indulging in self-love.

His pale chest and belly go up and down as orgasm approaches, his soft whines include words you aren’t sure what they mean… but one thing is for sure, your name is there, and you can’t help but yelp. So amazed you are you end up opening the door. Standing right before him, you bite your lip.

Byakuya’s haste breathing mixing with yours, your mind fogged by need, by your name breathed with such lewdness from him. “You called me, Taicho? I can help you” you whisper, untying your uniform.

He spasms, his eyebrows almost joining in the centre, his blue eyes wide open, his lips too. Byakuya soon nods, absolutely absorbed in pure lust. “Let me finish this for you, Kuchiki Taicho ~”

➡ 𝐔𝐋𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐀 𝐂𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐑 “What’s masturbating, (Name)? I couldn’t find any information in the books of Aizen-sama” the bat boy asks you while sipping his tea. A tea that you were also drinking but that you end up spitting while sitting over his white couch.

The question startled you, but a devilishly smirk soon draws on your face.

“Where did you learn that word, Ulquiorra?” you ask, curious so ready to give him a detailed lesson on what jerking off is. “Nnoitra asked me if I did that thinking of you at night. I told him I didn’t, and then he said I should”

You blink a few times, Nnoitra finally became useful for something. “See… I can show you if you want me to, you can tell me whenever you want me to stop” you inform him, you don’t really want to take advantage of his ignorance in the topic… or maybe you do.

Ulquiorra puts down his cup and stands up, you bite your lips in excitement. For how long you have wanted to touch his pale skin, the bumps of his protruding pelvic bones. You invite him to sit in between your legs, and lay his back against your chest. “For this I will need to untie your pants, is that ok?” you ask.

“Sure, I don’t care about that “decency” humans say they have”

Freed his sex, you gawk. It’s way bigger than you would have thought for his skinny constitution. “Uh… you are hard already?” you whisper in his ear, your breath playing with the soft black strands of his hair.

“It always happens when you are around… I thought it was normal when you took a liking in certain individuals” he whispers back, his low voice makes you instantly round his sex with your fingers. It’s throbbing and warm, and his tip is also wet.

“It does…? Well, that’s what we call arousal. It happens to me, too. Don’t you feel the need of releasing all that tension?” you ask, as your chin rests on his bony shoulder and you begin to pump his dick, slowly and precisely.

A subtle “ngh” escapes his black lips, he is clueless but his eyes go from green orbs to total white. You smile, it’s cute the way he squirms to your touch. His round cheek demands to be kissed, and you do.

“Is this- um…mhj… masturbation?” he asks, in between moans. “This is masturbation, yes. You like it? It’s meant to be done by yourself too, give me your hand” you command, placing your palm over his slender fingers.

The cuarta espada allows you to guide him, something it also surprises you. But, Ulquiorra is lost in pleasure, and he is for the very first time experiencing something he can both feel and see, a nihilism crushed by lewdness and need…

“Show me everything, and more. I wanna see…” “This all about feeling, Ulquiorra-sama…”

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my-my-my · 7 months

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Can we have yandere souske hc with human female s/o please

Sure!

TW: stalking, yandere tropes, gaslighting, deception. NSFW HCs at the end.

Tags: @stygianoir

No one would assume Sosuke has yandere tendencies, even when he's dating you. Perception is huge: everyone thinks you're the seemingly cute, sweet and docile couple.

It doesn't quite click to you until you're further along in your relationship with him that something isn't quite right.

At first - you took Sosuke at face value: kind, polite and well-mannered. But it was a bit strange he knew where you were going, or what you were up to!

But you would doubt yourself on whether he was stalking you, "he's such a busy man, how would he have the time?" and to keep you on your toes, Sosuke would feign ignorance on things you had done, or were going to do (but your schedule is ingrained in his mind).

You notice his mood would shift immediately if you talked about certain people for too long. It was strange, you thought - in conversations with other people, when those certain people were brought up, Sosuke wouldn't bat an eye. But your lips uttering their name... you had never seen such fury in his eyes.

If you hung out with said people, Sosuke was in tow, making sure there was distance between you and the person invoking his fury (maybe it's Shinji, maybe it's Urahara).

But he isn't physically violent - it's more that his words are cold and filled with venom. His quick wit turns into a sharp tongue, passive aggressive insults and to his perceived "threats" that would steal you away from him.

NSFW

In bed, during these moods, he restrains you - teasing you until your begging for him.

There's a sense of coldness from him as he teases you into submission. A distance where you try to wrack your brain on why his mood shifts. His gaze is cold, but his touch is warm.

Sometimes there's toys - pulling a vibrator away from your clit as you thrash about in bed.

Other times there's whips involved - Sosuke politely asks you to count each hit on your ass. Other times he's spanking you while you choke on his cock.

But he makes it worth it - at least you tell yourself. Once Sosuke's satisfied with your unrelenting begging and tears, he'll reward you.

You're still restrained as he kisses and sucks on your clit. It's not enough pressure as you'd like, so you cry and beg until your throat is hoarse, then he'll lap at you as if he hadn't tasted you in ages. But he won't stop at your first orgasm, he'll keep going until he's had his fill.

After all is said and done, and he undoes the restraints and checks up on you. You make a small note to yourself to rile him up again, wondering what else he has in store for you next time.

#bleach #aizen sousuke #aizen sosuke #aizen smut #aizen imagines #bleach images #bleach smut #aizen x reader #aizen x you #aizen x y/n #answered #anonymous #bleach writings #sosuke aizen #sousuke aizen #aizen sosuke x reader #aizen sosuke x you

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teejaywyatt1 · 11 months

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Chapters: 7/? Fandom: Bleach Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Aizen Sousuke/Original Character(s), Aizen Sousuke/You Characters: Aizen Sousuke, Original Female Character(s) of Color, Ulquiorra Cifer, Grimmjow Jaegerjaques, Loly Aivirrne, Menoly Mallia, Nnoitra Gilga, Coyote Starrk, Baraggan Louisenbairn, Tia Harribel Additional Tags: Mildly Dubious Consent, Kidnapping, Oral Sex, Sex, Explicit Sexual Content, Submission, Marriage Proposal, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Orgasm Control, Multiple Orgasms, Reader-Insert, Drama, Romance, Sexual Tension, Jealousy, Kissing, Porn With Plot, Porn with Feelings Summary:

Imagine getting kidnapped after one of the most important days of your life and being told that you've been chosen to become someone's Queen.

#bleach #bleach tybw #sosuke aizen #sosuke aizen x reader #sosuke aizen x y/n #black fanfiction #black oc #fanfiction #ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer #black writer

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muzansfangs · 5 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.

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