tampered | Log: Complete

Rori padded into the room and dropped to a knee, her head bowed so low her plaits brushed the floor. The hairpins that had been a gift from her elder sister glittered in her hair, drawing attention before they were lost in the dark of her tresses. "I came, as asked, Aizen-sama. How may I serve you?"

"Can you feel it?" he asked, looking out through the city, "All that power that's been rolling around for the past week? It's so palpable..."

She remained bowed low, since she hadn't been told she could move. "... yes. It's been... a bit much at times for one so low as me."

"Raise yourself, Rori. Come and sit with me."

He poured some tea for them both and opened the balcony a bit more. Then he beckoned for her to sit next to him.

"I insist."

She straightened and looked across the room, immediately picking out exactly where Aizen-sama was. Slowly, she crossed the room and joined him, sitting primly next to him.

"As you wish, Aizen-sama, though I'm not sure why you would wish it."

"Because I can't sleep, what little I do sleep anyway. Too much going on in this displaced city right now. The more powerful the beings that come here, the more it makes me want to take up Kyouka Suigetsu and smite them. A shame that I'm still so bound to the instinct of combat."

Without thinking, she looked over at him, staring openly. "Then why don't you?"

"Because I can't go causing trouble on a whim. Restraint is sometimes better when one is not entirely sure of an opponents abilities. It's strategy, Rori."

"Perhaps that's a lesson many here could learn." She seemed to realize that her comment was a little impertinent, so she cleared her throat and took the tea cup in her hands, cradling it in her pale fingers.

"It's a lesson no one here seems to know. They allow outrage to overstep ability, thinking their own self-righteousness will give them the strength to overcome. It's idealism at it's most ridiculous. An ant can't overcome a spider, no matter how resolute it's will. It's a physical impossibility."

Rori looked away from her lord and master, her eyes peering out over the city he'd been so intently studying a few minutes ago. "Perhaps not one, but many ants are powerful when they actually work together."

"Except that ants follows one mind. People have too many differing styles and opinions. You can't just slap a team together and expect victory."

"... of course not." Her voice is soft; thoughtful as she continues her vigil over the city and her master.

"In any case, I can guarantee I'll cause problems if I'm about. I still have too much energy to burn, however."

He craned his head back lazily to focus on her.

"Would you care to help me?"

Her eyes met his and a a hint of pink crossed her cheeks. Gracefully, she bowed her head, silent acknowledgement, then murmured, "I live to serve, Aizen-sama..."

Aizen stood up from his seat and casually strolled over to her, putting a hand under her chin and tilting her head up. His eyes locked with hers.

"Excellent. Wait back in my bed chambers and do any last minute preparations you need. I'll be in shortly behind you."

Not breaking his gaze, she nodded and climbed to her feet with the limber grace most female arrancar had. While she wasn't as apt as Cirucci, she still moved with ease. One more bow and she turned to leave the room.

It didn't take her long to make her way to her destination, as she knew quite well where it was due to her service to her master. This time, things were different, and it made her slightly nervous.

In silence, she settled herself on the edge of the large bed Aizen took his rest in, hands folded in her lap as she waited.

Aizen cleaned up outside, then entered the bedroom. His undershirt and coat were gone, as was his sash and zanpakutou.

"You are familiar with sex," he said, sitting down beside her, "Correct? It would help to know."

A broad hand came down on her shoulder, softly stroking the skin. Under Aizen's grip, even the toughened skin of the arrancar was as soft as any woman's.

"Familiar to an extent, yes. Not as much as some might be. I've always been used for different things." She wasn't exactly untouched, no, but close enough. As a Numero, she and her sister had served many duties, but most arrancar wished to be intimate with those of equal or higher rank.

The touch along her shoulder made her skin prickle, but she wasn't sure if it was from the power innate in his touch or just the fact that it was her master.

No matter how much she'd mired herself with the rest of the family, he was still her master.

"Very well. It's a start, then."

Without another word he pressed his lips against hers, drawing her body over into his lap. His hands slide up around her sides and back, holding her to him as he softly sucked her lips.

"Mmm...you are most pleasing, Rori. Very beautiful."

One hand began to tug at the hem of her miniskirt.

She slid into place easily, an arm curling around Aizen's shoulder. Without thinking, she found herself stroking her fingers along the back of his neck; following the lesson the Privaron had taught her. With a soft sound, she leaned into the kiss, eyes closing.

"I am because you made me so, Aizen-sama...."

Her legs, draped over the side of his lap, shift minutely as she feels the careful tug at the bottom of her uniform.

Little by little, the skirt and upper outfit fell away, leaving her mostly naked on his lap. He laid back and turned over in the luxurious bed, allowing his lips and hands to roam lower. His fingers traced down to her chest, as he locked his mouth around the tip of her left breast, swirling his tongue around her areola.

His started to move his hip, shifting his pants slowly off his body.

Even as she arched against him, she tried to keep herself centered and aware of everything. Breathing heavy, her hands draped themselves over his hips when she felt him move, slim fingers slipping just under the waistband; teasing a little before she moved to help remove them.

She could see just how hard it was to keep her head about her in the middle of such things, but she was determined to do so.

Aizen raised himself up for a moment and slid off his pants, then went back about his work. He kept his eyes on hers as he slid down past her belly, to the junction between her legs. His arms curled under and around her upper thighs and met at her womanhood

He gently parted her petals and gave a tentative lick up her slit, stopping at her clitoris.

Rori's hips jerked as her breath gusted out in a gasp. The lessons weren't helping her right now, but she still kept them in mind as she twisted closer; down and closer.

"Aizen-sama's teasing this poor Numero..."

"I can be teasing to subordinates, but I can also be very rewarding," he said, clamping his mouth to her sex.

He mouthed and sucked her inner labia, while swathing his tongue just inside the entrance to her body. His the fingers on his right hand found her clit, coaxing it further from it's hood and pinching the slick nub between his thumb and forefinger.

This time, the sound wasn't restrained to a gasp. A full groan rolled from her lips as her hands fell to rest on his head. It didn't take but a moment for her fingers to twine in his hair, instinct leading her to keep him as close as possible.. close enough to ensure her own pleasure.

She squirmed under him, legs open to allow him as much room as she could give while keeping her feet steady on the bed, letting her hips surge against his touches.

"... am I truly pleasing to you... Aizen-sama?"

"Oh yes..." he answered her between mouthfuls of her soft, pink inner flesh, "You're very beautiful Rori..."

He delved a little deeper with his tongue, reaching as far as his tongue would allow, then pulling it out again. Two fingers on his other hand replaced his tongue, the thick digits slowly tickling her deep inner walls. He rapidly flicked her clit with his tongue as it was held fast by his other hand.

She drew in a deep breath, hoping it would center her, but the so called calming breath ended in a rough curse, one learned from time around the Privaron. The muscles in her thighs tightened as her legs shifted, wanting to close around the mercilessly teasing head but she wouldn't dare.

As close as she was, she wouldn't allow herself release until she knew he wished it...

He began to move his fingers faster, the digits, lying flat against her back wall and moving around in slow circles. He closed his lips around her clit and suckled at it. Soon another finger joined the first two in her cunt, the slick fingers moving faster and faster inside of her body.

Against her wishes, her internal muscles clenched around his fingers as the coil finally snapped. With a harsh cry, her hips jerked again, pressing against his hand as she rode out her climax.

Voice gone hoarse, she panted out her masters name, pulling her tense hands from his hair.

Feeling her climax around his fingers, he licked his lips free of the excess moisture and crawled up her body again. His hands gently squeezed her breasts as he crushed his lips to her, probing her mouth.

"Rori, I'm going inside now," he whispered to her.

He hooked his arms under her knees and angled her hips up. After a minor adjustment, he pushed into her body. There was only the slightest grunt from him as he slid deeper and deeper, until he bumped against her back wall.

The pressure was different, but most welcome. Her hands clasped his shoulders, nails digging in a little as she pushed down against him.

She remained quiet, only her heavy breath showing the sweet burn she was feeling.

He began to move inside her, slowly at first. The speed of his movement gradually increased with his comfort level, as he slowly melded into her. He sucked hungrily on her lips and sat back, pulling her onto his lap with her legs around his thighs. He kept his general amusement to himself when he realized the height difference between them in this position. He practically eclipsed her.

He released some of his reiatsu, allowing some of the energy to seep into her as they fucked.

The new position pushed him deeper into her, making her writhe as she was settled on his lap. She'd always thought him a large man, but the difference was so obvious to her as she pressed close to him. The gentle brush of his power made her moan, her hips rising quicker along his length as she nipped at his lips.

One hand rested on her hip to lift her body up and down on his prick. The other traced up her side, across her shoulder, up her neck, and to her face to gently trace the remnant of her mask on her cheek.

He soon began to pick up the pace, driving her down on him with more force, shivering as he felt the smooth contours of her passage squeeze him like a glove. She was pulled more fully against his chest, his body heat surrounding her as he enjoyed her soft lips.

The careful touch along the bone ridge left on her face sent a rough shudder through her body, making the instinctive rhythm between them falter. With a shudder of breath, she lost herself in a slow kiss while her body followed her master's hands. The shiver she felt from him brought a tiny smile of pride to her lips, but it was hidden in the kiss.

Her fingers drifted down his chest, nails scratching over his nipples as she shifted a little more on his lap, the motion pulling him deeper into her.

He lowered her back to the bed, shifting her legs up to lie against his shoulders. His weight pinned her to the bed as his cock sank as deep as it could, stretching the hot, muscular sheath to it's limits. He attacked her cunt more frantically, a warm blush evident on his face. His lips were tightly pressed to hers as he hammered into her, the slick, dirty sounds of sex echoing in the room.

She squeaked against his lips as she was pounded into the bed, her fingers digging into his arms as she held onto him. She couldn't move; couldn't follow his tempo, but it didn't matter. The thick flesh was rubbing against things inside her that made her head spin and made her voice cry out.

Aizen turned her in his arms, forcing her to her hands and knees as he rammed into her from behind. Rough, experienced hands gripped her small breasts from behind, his heated breathe in her ear as he bit lightly into it.

"Rori...Soon..."

This time, she wasn't quiet when she was moved. With a shout, she threw her head back, eyes squeezed tightly closed. Calloused hands were rough on her breasts, and she arched into the grip. The position sent fire through her with each thrust from her master and it was the span of moments before the pleasure became almost uncomfortable.

One hand rose to covers his on her breast, silently asking for something more.

".. live to serve... Aizen-sama..."

He ground deep into her and released, the force of his reiatsu rattling the walls of the room. With a loud grunt, his muscles contracted. A flood of hot come filled her, overflowing to the point where it spurted back out around his cock.

"Rori..." he sighed, collapsing against her.

It wasn't his own release that finished her. It was the rush of power from him that sent her over the edge. With a low, soft groan, she rode it out, then dropped face down on the bed, limbs limp and pale against the sheets.

His weight was something warm, and grounding to her. She sighed under him, feeling the dampness between her legs that wasn't her own.

Feeling a great sense of relief, Aizen rolled over beside her, keeping an arm wrapped around her.

"Very pleasant, Rori. I think it would be best to get some sleep now. That was very helpful."

The arm around her wasn't something she was expecting. She was thinking she would be dismissed afterwards, free to go on to her rooms and wash up, then find her own rest.

"... Aizen-sama wishes me... to stay?"

"Yes. The energy may make me restless again, and I want you close at hand."

Silently, she curled up as she usually did; legs slightly bent and closed her eyes.

"As you wish... "

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