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Current Mood: optimistic
Current Location: Underground Lair

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When; Jan. 05, night
Ratings; Pg-13 at the least.
Characters; Aizen

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Summary; Aizen invites Rangiku to dinner at his dwelling place.
Log;

The interior of Aizen's place seemed almost like a copy of his Hueco Mundo home. Lots of open space, high ceilings, and sturdy architecture. A massive view screen took up a large portion of one wall, with several smaller couches in front of it. Posts from the day could be seen glowing on it.

Aizen stood in front of small, ornate table with a plethora of Italian food on it. It was circular , with two chairs on either side.

"Greetings, Rangiku," he said, using his reiatsu to lower a pedestal that would bring her up to the dining area.

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With a simple, quick movement, he picked her up in his arms and began to carry her elsewhere. As he traveled with her, he continued to taste her lips, even as doors parted and structures parted in front of them.

He finally reached a large bed, where he lowered her to it's surface.

With a low chuckle, she stretched and toed off the damnable heels. Her arms stayed over her head after the stretch. "You have a very accomodating home, don't you?"

He replied with a small chortle of his own, shedding his shoes, overcoat, and shirt.

Blue eyes watched him, so glad that she was sober this time. An arm moved, allowing her to snag her fingers in the waistband of his pants. She gave a careful tug, grinning.

"I'm chilly. Come warm me?"

"Of course. I would hate for you to catch a cold," he grinned, giving her another lingering kiss.

He removed the last of his clothing and set it on the counter beside the bed, then slid his hands down her body, helping get the last of her clothing removed. His hands went under her dress and pulled her underwear down and off. Upon reaching removing them he picked up one of her feet to kiss the top of it, then set her panties aside.

The grin grew wider as her wishes were answered. Her toes curled a little when his lips touched the top of her foot. A quiet laugh probably gave it away that she was more than a little ticklish, but it wasn't too much in the forefront of her mind. Propping herself up on an elbow, she curled a hand over his cheek.

"That's good. I'd have to whine until I felt better."

He kissed her fingertips and followed the hand, and then the arm, up to her body. He traced her lips with his tongue, then pushed it into her mouth, pressing it against hers.

"You may still start whining," he whispered to her, "But it will be for a much different reason and in a much different tone."

One of his hands went down and slid over her belly, then cupped her mound, softly stroking his fingers over her womanhood.

She sucked in a breath at the gentle touch. With a pleased murmur, she carefully nipped at the lips so close to hers. Her hand slid down his chest, not stopping until her fingers were draped over the rise of his hip.

"Is that so?"

"Mmmmhmm..." he murmured, nudging her clit with his thumb. He continued to deepen the kiss, pressing more forcefully against her.

He guided her hand to his cock, urging her to touch him.

Her fingers slid over his hard flesh, mimicking his own hand on her. Her thumb swept over the head as her fingers tightened a little. She didn't remember when she'd dropped off of her elbow, but she didn't really care. Not when he was warm against her.

Once she was wet enough, he gently slid his middle finger inside, followed by his index finger. The long, twisting digits worked along the inside of her body, trying to reach as much of her as possible. He barely restrained a groan as her hand grasped him.

She doesn't bother to hold her own groan back. She's always been a vocal woman, and in passion is no different. Her long legs slide further apart as her hand starts an easy rhythm on his cock.

He shuffled around, putting his head down by her sex and giving her clit a tentative flick with his tongue. He pulled his fingers partly out of her to better assist in spreading her open. His tongue now played along the inner edges of her labia, teasing the sensitive skin there.

His name was hissed out as she barely kept her fingers from clenching around him too tightly. Without thought, she leaned up a little and nuzzled at the warm flesh her hand was wrapped around, peppering kisses up the length.

Aizen gasped at the feeling of her lips along his cock. He pushed his fingers deeper into her, pistoning them in and out of her. He could feel the striations and contours of her cunt pulling at his fingers, squeezing them. He oulled them out again and rolled over onto his back, dragging her on top of him in a 69 position. He looped each arm around a thigh and parted her once more, now in a more comfortable position. He lapped greedily at her cunt, drinking in more of her.

Her lips were around him the moment she was settled. He was hot and firm in her mouth and she found herself humming in appreciation. It'd been so long since she'd been in a position to do something like this; with someone from her home. She found she'd missed it.

He licked and sucked at her clit, while he pushed his fingers deeper inside her depths. He could feel the warm, slick passage all around his probing digits, while the scent of her sex enflamed his lust.

He slurped and grunted while he ate her, feeling her soft lips gliding over his cock. His hips began to give small thrusts up from the bed.

As hard as she tried to keep from whining, a soft one rolled in her throat as the rhythm she'd begun faltered. His attentions were beyond distracting and she found it so hard to keep herself focused. Sucking in a quick breath, she found the tempo again, meeting his thrusts with wet suction.

He groaned deep in his throat, the pleasure almost too much to bear. The warm, wet mouth and the tongue swirling on his cock was destroying his control quickly.

"That's...so good..." he softly breathed out.

He used the fingers of one hand to crawl along the front wall of her passage, feeling out her G-spot and curling his finges forward, rubbing directly across it.

A sharp cry was muffled against the cock in her mouth. Her mouth never left it, but she had to stop moving; afraid she might bite down accidently. Shuddering breaths gusted from her nose as heat coiled low in her belly.

Knowing she was close, he redoubled his efforts to bring her off, rubbing furiously against her spot while he pinched and blew gently on her clit.

He was thrusting his hips faster now, trying to milk as much pleasure as he could from her lips.

One hand slid to palm his sack, long fingers stroking the sensitive skin at the base. She started moving again, groaning continuously against him as her own climax raced closer.

His testes visibly jerked when she touched them, his hips squirming. He could barely hold on. The pleasure caused his to breathing to come in deep, slow gasps.

His fingers were a rapid blur inside her body, making audible, wet noises as he pistoned into her. He concentrated his tongue on her button, flicking against it quickly.

She pulled her lips from around him just in time to keep from biting down. A low groan rolled in her chest as her muscles clamped down on the digits inside, her orgasm washing over her in hard waves. Shuddering, she lay her cheek against his thigh and panted while the waves subsided.

"Oh.... so good..."

He kept his fingers inside as she came, pleased with the feeling of her muscles tremoring around them. As she began to come down, he wiped her moisture from his mouth and switched around, kissing his way up her stomach until he claimed her lips again.

"Ran," he said, guidinig his cock until the large, blunt head was firmly against her entrance, "I'm pushing inside, alright?"