SNAKE TONGUED BEAST ! *

Now tell me how it feels to be pulled from Heaven to walk among us snakes? ❞

She debated.... really debated. She was tempted to deny & retreat like she always does but - then he'd follow, & work more at the weakness he made. He would get more bold.

& slowly she came closer to him, close, but her eyes watch him for any odd movements. Then he leans in & kisses his cheek as if testing the water. Or challenging herself

HIS CRUEL CONTENT WAS MET , MAKING HIM SLY . Her kiss was as subtly sweet as gentle tea , a taste he could find himself digging more into . For now , he smiles , her blatant need to be seen as holy would be ruined one day — That , he promises .

His hand moves to gently cup her chin , studying her coyly before nodding in agreement to the terms met .

❛ Lips are sealed if ya keep kissin' 'em . ❜

— ❛ YER GONNA MAKE ME BLUSH . Why don'cha c'mere and show me how much ya missed me ~ ? ❜

she watched their movements from the edge of her vision, feeling a slight shiver rush up her spine when gin's piercing blue gaze met her's. the reaper felt a slight sweat bead on the base of her neck now, tongue quickly flicking out to wet her lips. why did they feel so dry all of a sudden ? she felt silly for giving someone like gin such an offer, but there was... a deep part of her that hoped he'd take her up on it, and she allowed that deep part to surface just a bit as the alcohol swam in her system. surely, though, the snake wouldn't bite; it would find her teasing as just that and give her back her liquid salvation.

shoulders untensed ( when did they tense to begin with ?! ) as the bottle was slowly lowered, delicate hand reaching to accept it -- only for them to take it away from her again. a mild pout, blonde brows furrowing as she kept her eyes locked with her friend's. and then she felt her pulse quicken, a slight flush spreading across her cheeks in time, as gin poured the drink into their mouth, her own blue eyes widening as they cupped her chin.

the snake was now tempting the tigress. bold in how it leaned into her face, gazes locked.

where was the harm in indulging, just this once ? it wasn't like it meant anything anyways. and, gods, did she really, really want to. it felt like it had been AGES since she's let someone shotgun alcohol into her mouth... so the lieutenant steeled her frantic nerves, sliding a hand carefully, as if he might change his mind at any moment, up and over his shoulder, fingertips ghosting over the skin on his neck for a brief second before she rested her palm against him. blue eyes flicked down towards his lips before meeting his gaze again. without another word spoken, she parted her lips, ensuring her upper lip brushed against his own. another shiver coiled around her spine, tightening like the snake in front of her -- a reminder of who she was dealing with.

THE BEAUTY BIT THE BAIT OF THE BEAST. Yet, it was the monster in him that wished to do this, his self-indulgence riddling his bones as his desire for her showed for once. He had been accustomed to her teasing as years went by, used to her coy words to win over his decision, but this time it was he who tempted fate. The way he wanted to dive deep into her, and by the closest way was through those heavenly lips. [ she is as close to heaven as he will ever get, that sense of peace that he ached for. ] Her touch on him made him feel alive, made him briefly forget what his vow was so long ago. For that moment, the world was silenced, and all that he could hear was her pulse. She looked beautiful, divine, and all things that a sinner should not be allowed to descend upon. Yet, he was a selfish thing, wanting her for himself in all aspects. This was why he was doing all against Aizen, to gain what was stolen from her and, as a result, his.

She was breathtaking, the way her pout turned to an intense flush. He had never seen her behave in such a way, perhaps as children, yes, but never as beautifully as right now. She held herself so well, and now she was falling into the same temptation that the Snake promised Eve. Will she take the bite? Will she use her holy mouth to coax his sinner's maw open? [ the need to know was answered, and to his delight. ] His own blood feels heavy, rushing and flowing as it pulses beneath him. Rangiku — Her name swims in his mind as he moves to tilt his head. He was taken under by her, and now needed to taste what he needed for so long.

His lips moved against hers, his hand on her tender and sweet, but with a slight pressure placed to encourage her to move her lips with his. By Gods, they felt something tender, something like the softness of ripe flesh. She was all he imagined and more, for there was a need to pull her into his arms. [ engulf her whole, make her wholly his before he departs for so long. ] His decision was chosen by his inner instinct, slowly and gently coiling around her form as his lips parted hers so she could enjoy the drink of the forbidden fruit.

— Driven mad, his love for her hidden for so long, was briefly shown on a night that would be remembered, the night he fell for his own temptation and her softness.

ᴅᴀᴅᴅʏ'ꜱ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ɢɪʀʟ it was a familiar taunt. he hasn't brought that one up in so long.

One brow arches over the other to the nostalgic pinprick of an insult. She'd usually consider it a pride she had when she gloat about it, but from his lips, it was PATRONIZING...& always as mocking. Sometimes, it was the smallest cuts that hurt more. She practiced temperence & she was sure he knows it. She's truly surprised his bullying didn't cease once she stopped reacting like a sad defensive child. It doesn't stop a snake from trying to cease his slithering.

Serves her right for walking in the open when the snake is out as well. One would think with this palace so big it would be harder to find him ....or 𝙷𝙴'𝚂 𝙷𝚄𝙽𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙳𝙾𝚆𝙽

❝ ⸻ Are you asking me because no one likes you enough to be around you? Or do you just hate being lonely for a day? ❞ [oh what a nightmare for one to be by themself] she wasn't completely tempered. Her bite wasn't as potent, but there was a taste. She couldn't use any assignments as an excuse. He knows she has been relieved for the day.

❝ if not why ask BORING LITTLE ME ?❞

HIS DECISION AND PRECISION IN HUNTING WAS EXQUISTE. He knew where his favorite prey @yxngrou hid; He knew where they sought comfort or shelter. What they did not know was that, like a fly, Gin had eyes everywhere. He would watch those that lingered too close to examine them, to see if they could be of any use to the viper. [ and if not, devoured and digested. ] She just so happened to be the one he was prone to possessing in words and taunts. — Her words are just as lethal, yet not as potent as his own venom.

Her divinity was beckoning him to taint her wings black with his sin, watch her waxing wings falter as he brings her closer to the Hell created by her father. Those who obeyed the Holy Spirit are the Lamb, and the Snake was Gin, The Lucifer. Her fate was sealed by blood, by the binding of flesh and bone. Half of her was that faux deity, and through her can find retribution for harming Rangiku in the process.

As her words rolled from her tongue, his own would hold poison before he spoke up. ❛ Like yer one to talk; I don' see ya wit' many people, especially right now. Ain't ya lonely all the time? Yer always deep in books or talkin' to Aizen-sama. I'd be bored outta my mind. ❜

Akari adjusts herself, one arm propped to support herself, but it also lets room for Gin to trap her in his coil. His words, silky & velvet in her ear, as if injecting his venom that way

It was 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 .

The small word he used, 'us' - she was a part of someone... & even if she had eyes full of vitriol, there was that desire to be connected to someone. ( that too passed down through blood. ) it was corroding her skin without pain - without her noticing. & she was allowing it

❝ it isn't that I'm shy...❞ that was an obvious lie [ she was terrible at decite ].

His touch made her skin crawl, but it was a normality. This was how a touch felt to her... surely It was cold like the rare icy irises hodden hinder his squint. She swore, his fingertips warmed some once touching her chin.

Her mouth opened at first. ❝ but our position is a little compromising. & i hope there will be no rumors to spread. ❞

TELLING WAS THE WAY SHE MOVED AND ALIGNED HERSELF. She could move and wiggle all she desired, but once caught by the morbid curiosity of a snake, there would be no loosening of its grip on her. [ she must be swallowed whole, must be subtable silenced. ] As @yxngrou moves along for her own defeated comfort, Gin would let his touch linger on her chin.

Her eyes, how he hates those eyes. They remind him of the horror inflicted on the one Gin truly loved and desired. Hers were softer, tamer. Yet, it was all still the same, the same biting brown that made Gin bitter from his own venom.

— ❛ Ya really care wha' some lower ranked arrancars think of us? They wouldn' care, 'cause we can silence them. I can silence anyone who gets in between us. Ain't tha' ideal? We can be our own little silent secret. ❜

SEVERAL WEEKS HAVE come and gone since his experiments with hirako and his group of friends. with urahara exiled alongside them, he had more freedom to carry on with his plans, his goals. he and gin had been running the fifth until a new captain was decided upon, with sosuke as acting captain for the time being. the shinigami's spare time was spent keeping up his kindly reputation, showing great concern for his squadsmen and assisting them with whatever they needed. all of this was necessary to reach his final place far above.

a little tedious, certainly, but necessary. the brunet was even splitting his time between leading the division and meeting up with akane in secret. the woman who had been making flowers bloom in the darkest parts of him. the only person who was truly capable, and worthy, of standing by his side as he ascended. a beautiful, vibrant flower that rooted itself into his heart. her presence alone eased his suffocating loneliness -- and he never expected it. never once had he anticipated koizumi, akane becoming someone so unbelievably important to him. it almost pained him to know that their time together would have to lessen until more of his plan came to fruition.

sosuke was returning to the barracks after spending some time with his dearly beloved in rukon, gathering some rare flower seeds for her to sow within the division's garden and a few kimonos he had made for her by the seamstress, bowing his head in greeting towards anyone he walked by, a friendly smile etched onto his features. a few members swooned as he glided by them, something that was not lost on him. he was very well aware of the effect he had on others around him, and it was easier to fool those blinded by love.

" good afternoon, gin, " the lieutenant greeted as he stopped in front of the young shinigami, staring down at him, " mind if i speak to you privately ? "

@d0kuhebi // turn back the pendulum

NOTHING WAS AS POISONOUS AS TIME ITSELF CRAWLING ON ITS OWN BELLY. Gin had known his duty to continue, knew when to smile, and knew when to act childish. [ but what part of him was truly childlike? his sadism? ] The thought of gaining what was stolen from Rangiku urged him to continue, for all of that grieving should be his. Her heart was picked by the viper, holding onto it with a slit tongue as it awaited the part taken from her long ago. What Rangiku was his, his everything was hers.

Rotten Godlike man, his eyes showed the calculated control of an egotistical puppet master. He pulled and plucked the strings, eventually making a noose for those no longer in need. [ and gin needed to be useful, needed to give temporarily to gain something further in the future. ] He does not do this for the good of others, for his acts were selfish and childishly possessive for someone his age. He was still so young, but so many already were uneasy by him, the only one seemingly being the mock God that slowly approached him.

Gin notes the eyes that lock on Aizen from those who fawn over him, and it only makes his act of revenge all the more desired. [ to take not only what was stolen, but even to gain more from the self-proclaimed deity. ] Gin saw something foul in Aizen, his smile like acid, while Gin remained sweet and youthful. He looks around casually, hands now behind his head as he stretches and yawns slightly to continue the act of common and casual chatter.

— ❛ I ain't in trouble, am I, Lieutent Aizen? ❜ Gin mockingly chirped, his voice remaining nearly singsong as it often spoken out. ❛ I got plenty of time if I ain't! ❜ Having to act like a child, like a loyal follower; Disgusting, but needed. He would choke on his bile later.

If she wasn't so trained to keep her composure, it would show the rigid veins of vitriol jolt like electricity under her skin. REPLACEMENT. - & the only thing that came to mind was 𝙏𝙃𝘼𝙏 𝘽𝙊𝙔 that caught her father's interest. A small seed of paranoia but not one that had festered....[ not yet.] NO. not EVER. She had done right in the Lord's eyes.

A low deterrent groan would suffice to reprimand the snake. Her head cant's to the side - away from his gesture. He was one of the only people if not Tōsen or Sosuke to even soften that face. - before she was steeled through training & dicipline. While Akari is aware of Gin's teasing, she chooses to swallow it as always. She glances in his direction, her expression neutral.

❝ ah, so its funny when you spy on others, hm? Is that how it is? ❞ Still, there's a hint of annoyance in her voice, as she continues to guard herself.

LIKE A GHOST THAT CLINGS TO THE BACK, HIS HOLD ON HER IS TIGHT. She had seen him since youth, known him since childhood, but who he was then had resulted in the snake he was now. [ all because of her father, of the illfated blood in her system. ] It gave him immense pleasure to know his words weigh heavy on soft brown eyes, a replacement until the end of her reign in heaven. The lamb would lose her father; would she, too, fall like Icarus from the sun?

He wants to see her fall, come undone, and by words alone, it was proving immense self-indulgence. This was as close to his piece of Heaven until her father failed, so this would suffice for the time being. Her accusation made him laugh, nodding proudly at the known assumption of the Snake of Eden.

— ❛ I call it part of my job, doin' it for yer father and Tousen. I dunno if your old man would like me slacking off while he commands over others. Do ya consider me stupid, @yxngrou? ❜

❛ IT AIN'T ALL THA' BAD TO BE HONEST. I managed to catch ya before ya go and hide in yer books again. Ya can be tricky to find if I wasn't so keen on ya already. ❜

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— ❛ YER SO EASY TO MESS WIT'. Ain't no one tell ya tha' yet~? ❜

GRIMMJOW'S BARK WAS ALWAYS SOME SORT OF CALLING. It made Gin wish to make him howl and gnaw through his muzzle, to know he was bound to Aizen just as much as the snake was, perhaps even more due to his servitude. [ if one could call it that. ] He shakes his head as steps were taken forward, ignoring the gore and cannibalism between the two beasts, only the living one dining on the carcass of his victim.

— ❛ Now, why would I do sumthin' like that~? Yer rarely available as it is, why don'cha give me some words while ya eat. ❜