http://good_and_proper.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] good-and-proper.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] tampered2007-02-20 10:44 pm

Log: Complete

When; February 20, Late Night
Rating; Pg-13, most likely to change
Characters; Aizen[livejournal.com profile] good_and_proper and Rori[livejournal.com profile] sister_servant
Summary; Aizen feels restless with arrival of a new power after so many curses in a row, and decides to have some company over.
Log;

Aizen was casually sitting in his state room, leisurely watching the goings on of the city from his balcony. Despite his serene appearance, his leg and finger were tapping incessantly. He didn't even seem to be looking at the city, but more like over it.

"So interesting..."

[identity profile] sister-servant.livejournal.com 2007-02-24 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
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.

[identity profile] sister-servant.livejournal.com 2007-02-24 06:32 am (UTC)(link)
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.

[identity profile] sister-servant.livejournal.com 2007-02-24 06:50 am (UTC)(link)
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..."

[identity profile] sister-servant.livejournal.com 2007-02-24 07:03 am (UTC)(link)
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.

[identity profile] sister-servant.livejournal.com 2007-02-24 07:24 am (UTC)(link)
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?"

[identity profile] sister-servant.livejournal.com 2007-02-24 07:31 am (UTC)(link)
Silently, she curled up as she usually did; legs slightly bent and closed her eyes.

"As you wish... "