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Description: After a failed date plan you and Bruno Bucciarati decide to stay at home which ultimately leads to you both dancing in the kitchen and much more

Trigger warnings: No explicit sexual content but MDI!!

Today was one of those days in which Bruno was off from his capo duties. You both decided on going out for dinner but as the rain banged on the windows and the growl of thunder muttered outside you instead decided to cook together.

The thick dense scent of italian dough filled the house as bruno helped you need it. His arms trapping you between the counter as his chest pressed against your back.

“Do you really have to stand right behind me” you stated as he rolled the dough out in front of you.

“No but I want to” he mumbled while he rested his head on the crook of your neck and soaked in your scent.

He eventually pulled away leaving a kiss on your neck as he went to the other side of the kitchen. The sound of 90s Italian music filled the room.

You gave him a knowing look as you glanced at his outstretched hand.

“Dance with me amore mio?” He asked before taking your hand in his swaying you side to side and spinning you around. In between songs he would hold you close and whisper in Italian how much he loved you while kissing your jaw lightly and eventually kissing your lips. ”Y/n Che tu non mi abbandoni mai"/“May you never abandon me"” he groaned in between kisses as he removed his shirt revealing his tattoo/lace lingerie. Lifting you on to the kitchen island and laying you down. “My love, may I?” He asked as he tried to mask the need in his voice.

It was moments like these that made you fall deeply inlove with Bruno.

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This fanfic includes these characters in order:

Ichigo

Grimmjow

Coyote Starrk

Ryuken ishida

Warnings: None! SFW!

Ichigo Kurosaki:

Somedays you could sense when Ichigo woke up from a nightmare or just needed comfort. Therefore instead of waiting for him to reach out you would wrap your arms around his torso and whisper “Dont worry Im here” when you heard his whimpers in the morning. After he calmed down or snapped out the nightmare he would gently grab your hand and kiss it as a way of saying thank you for tolerating him.

Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez:

Somehow everytime you woke up you would end up being his human pillow. His dishevelled hair would rest on your torso whilst his arms would cling to you if he happened to be awake before you he would quietly slip downstairs and prepare breakfast “only for himself”. He would never admit he only cooked for you so his go to excuse would be that he is not hungry anymore and you can have his food.

Coyote Starrk:

When outside Coyote has a stoic and calm nature to him but behind closed doors with you he is clingy. On some days you tend to wake up before him and notice his hands wrapped around your torso whilst his head sits in the crook of your neck breathing in your scent. If you tried to wiggle out his grasp to use the bathroom he would either cling tighter to you until you gave up or make you swear you would come back and cuddle with him some more. When you came back he would resort to the original position he was in.

Ryuken ishida:

Description: You knew his kisses would never feel real but that didn’t stop you from feeling the pleasure that came from kissing your former captain and now partner. As the soul society marches in you couldn’t help but steal a kiss or two from your lover - Sosuke Aizen. Though your quick kiss ends in a confession from the heartless manipulator himself.

Warnings: None! Just making out!

His coffee coloured hair spilt strands doen his face covering his ears as his right hand moved in long strokes imitating the style of calligraphy.

“Lieutenant your staring…” he softly looked up at your meeting your eyes and set his brush down.

“Sorry captain it won’t happen again” you sheepishly muttered while turning your gaze down to his calligraphy. there was a moment of silence before he spoke up again and said “Y/n would you do anything for me?”.

“Of course captain I would-“

“Not just as a captain Y/n but as a person…a close friend and please, call me Aizen I insist” he countered as even he could feel the change in your pulse.

“Well Cap- Aizen,I would” you answer truthfully as you was as his clean smooth hands take your jaw in them and pull your body forward till yourbface to face. “Then you shall not have a problem abandoning the Soul society with me not only as my subordinate but also as my partner. Would you do that for me y/n?”.

The air thickened between the two of you as his soft soothing hands clasped into yours. You loved the soul society and looked at it as a perfect utopia. But the brief taste of manipulation Sosuke Aizen offered was too sweet, too prominent to pass up. Your mind knew it was manipulation you saw right through him but the thought of the chaste kiss you once shared made your heart knock at your ribs. You wondered what his love felt like, whether it was deep and sincere or delicate and superficial.

“Yes” you stammered as his mouth formulates a sweet smile at the sound of your voice. His left hand gently snaked up your back, fisting your hair into a tight style, tipping your head back ever so slightly in order to kiss your rosey lips.

[present day]

And so that is how you ended up here, straddling the lap of Sosuke Aizen as you make out while his world burnt into yours. As the soul society marches into Hueco Mundo he couldn’t help but steal 10 minutes of time for you: only for you. You both knew it would be the last time which explained the sloppiness of his usual meticulous mouth. You stole as much kisses as you could before whispering on to his lips “I love you”. His eyes slowly opened as he grazes the tip of his nose on the crook of his neck. “You would never comprehend the psychological ware-fare I go through at the mere site of you. Though I have no emotional attachment to you nor love, I long for the day I can view you as not only my equal but as a worthy person to value and cherish. If I had the capacity to love someone in this life and the lives yet to come I would love you in this one and those forthcoming.”

“Aizen..” you say carressing his tender cheek.

“Love is concept far beneath my goals. To say I love you back would frankly be a lie despite this and aspect of my self yearns to be a suitable partner for you.”

Author note: Thank you guys for reading this! Yes this was a repost 🤫 I take requests so feel free to drop me a DM on here with any ideas!

Description: You knew his kisses would never feel real but that didn’t stop you from feeling the pleasure that came from kissing your former captain and now partner. As the soul society marches in you couldn’t help but steal a kiss or two from your lover - Sosuke Aizen. Though your quick kiss ends in a confession from the heartless manipulator himself.

Warnings: Only kissing + Making out!

His coffee coloured hair spilt strands down his face covering his ears as his right hand moved in long strokes imitating the style of calligraphy.

“Lieutenant your staring…” he softly looked up at you, meeting your eyes as he set his brush down.

“Sorry captain it won’t happen again” you sheepishly replied while turning your gaze down to his calligraphy. There was a moment of silence before he spoke up again and said “Y/n would you do anything for me?”.

“Of course captain I would-“ you stammered as he continued.

“Not just as a captain Y/n but as a person…a close friend and please, call me Aizen I insist” he countered as even he could feel the slight change in your pulse.

“Well Cap- Aizen,I would” you answer truthfully as you watch as his clean smooth hand took your jaw in and pulled your body forward till your face to face. “Then you shall not have a problem abandoning the Soul society with me not only as my subordinate but also as my partner. Would you do that for me y/n?”.

The air thickened between the two of you as his soft soothing free hands clasped into yours. You loved the soul society and looked at it as a perfect utopia. But the brief taste of manipulation Sosuke Aizen offered was too sweet, too prominent to pass up. Your mind knew it was manipulation you saw right through him but the thought of the chaste kiss you once shared made your heart knock at your ribs. You wondered what his love felt like, whether it was deep and sincere or delicate and superficial.

“Yes” you stammered as his mouth formulated a sweet smile at the sound of your voice. His left hand gently snaked up your back and fisted your hair into a tight style. Slowly he tipped your head back ever so slightly in order to kiss your rosey lips.

[present day]

And so that is how you ended up here, straddling the lap of Sosuke Aizen as you make out while his world burnt into yours. As the soul society marches into Hueco Mundo he couldn’t help but steal 10 minutes of time for you: only for you. You both knew it would be the last time which explained the sloppiness of his usual meticulous mouth. You stole as much kisses as you could before whispering on to his lips “I love you”. His eyes slowly opened as he grazes the tip of his nose on the crook of his neck. “You would never comprehend the psychological ware-fare I go through at the mere site of you. Though I have no emotional attachment to you nor love, I long for the day I can view you as not only my equal but as a worthy person to value and cherish. If I had the capacity to love someone in this life and the lives yet to come I would love you in this one and those forthcoming.”

Author note: Honestly, I really like this one guys! Can you tell I love Sosuke Aizen…If you want to see more Aizen content check out the rest of my page and if you have read thise don’t be afraid to message me a request! Thank you guys for reading this! If you haven’t already make sure to follow!

Characters included:

Byakuya Kuchiki

Grimmjow JaegerJaquez

Sosuke Aizen

Ryuken Ishida

Warnings: None! SFW!

Byakuya:

He wouldn’t be sure how to approach you at first but once he musters up the courage he would craddle you in his arms till you calm down. In the moment he wouldn’t press for the reason as to why your crying but instead focus on being there for you by wiping your tears or getting your favourite ice cream. After you finish crying in his arms he would ask “My love what is wrong” while wiping the rest of your tears away with his thumb and plating a soft kiss on your lips.

Grimmjow:

At first he wouldn’t care as much as you’d hope for him and instead make light jokes like. “Shut up and get over it”. Not with the intention of belittling your emotions but instead to try stop you from crying so much. After seeing that it doesn’t work he would slowly shift his head into your lap and close his eyes. He would allow you to stroke his hair and face only in order to distract yourself from whatever is making you upset. Whilst stroking his hair he would slowly wipe your tears and say “Your so soft” in a sarcastic but loving tone.

Aizen:

He would already know you’re crying before stepping into the house. If being the loving boyfriend archetype would help his current plans then he would walk into your shared room already holding your favourite ice cream, a box of tissues and chocolates whilst wearing a shirt he didn’t care about incase your makeup smudged on his shirt whilst you cried. Once in his arms he would let you claw at his chest whilst ranting to his about your day. As you do this he would play with the strands of your hair and even create a little braid whilst giving his advice and input.

Though if being a loving boyfriend in the moment would not help his plans he would simply walk past your door acting like he didn’t hear the faint whimpers you let out.

Ryuken:

Ryuken would come home late and find you in the shared bed wrapped up in blankets. He would walk back down the stairs prepare your favourite snack and place it on the side table in front of you while saying “Stop crying and tell me what upset you”.

If you didn’t answer he would mentally scan through all the possibilities and rule out any unlikely scenarios for example he would know the exact day your period starts and end or what supplements you have taken.

If you did finally answer he would tell you straight what you needed to do and try fix it with you whether that includes forcing you out of bed or helping you with work.

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Description: After a mentally taxing meeting with Aizen, Grimmjow comes home emotionally drained and lets down the walls that contain his soundless tears.

Trigger warnings: None! SFW

“My Love what’s wrong you haven’t looked up in 30 minutes” you sigh looking at your boyfriend (Grimmjow) hair shining between your finger tips. Ever since coming back from a mission he came to you and buried his face in your stomach with your hand continuously pkaying with the strands of his hair. You could tell he was crying just by the way he refused to make eye contact with you as soon as he walked through the door. Or the way he sheepishly climed into your arms and lay there.

“My love?” You try again trying to gently lift his head up but hes too stubborn to let you.

“I won’t be able to help if you dont tell me“ you cradeled his head in your arms as you slowly tikt his head up to which he finally agrees.

Pink puffy eyes dressed up in salty tears was all you could see. You slowly wipe the rememanance with your thumb gawking at his mist vunerable.

“The hell are you doing?” He grumbles as your fingers wipe the last tears from his cheak.

“You don’t cry often. Just let me enjoy this state before you return to your hard headed self” you mutter as you trace the lines of his black espada number situated on his back. He closes his eyes and begins to purr under your touch.

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Description: Your composure had never been broken, your spirit never shaken and your body never touched. It was an unspoken rule you had given yourself when starting as an Espada. Though your walls were high that didn’t stop the fierce man Grimmjow from trying to steal your heart.

Warnings: Just making out. Sfw

Usually on a Wednesday you would spar with Tier however today was different.

“Id like to fight you new girl” Grimmjow announced as he climbed into the ring with a smirk on his face.

“I have a name” you stated following after him into the ring.

It started with light kicks and punches to get warmed up but as soon as you managed to pin him down with your hand cuffing his arms and you stradelling his bare torso he called out for a rematch to which you complied. He played dirty swinging at your legs sending you toppling on the floor. Following after you he straddles you with his ragged breath fanning your chest. Both of your arms locked into his left hand which pinned them against the floor. You saw the hunger in his eyes as he studies your features. “You played dirty” you stated trying to wiggle out his grasp but it didn’t work. “It still worked” he replied as his face moved closer to your nose until the tips of your noses touched. He could sense the fear radiating off you as his right hand thumb grazed your jaw lightly as it carressed up reaching your bottom lip which he slowly parted. He decided to back off sensing something off about you. He leant out a hand helped you to your feet as you were still shaken by the sudden closeness. Grimmjows eyes waver down you almost and a sickening grin formed on his lips.

“Hey woman? Answer something for me. Have you ever kissed someone” His shoulder rested on the blank wall behind him as his piercing blue eyes scanned your body.

It was no secret to the average arrancer you never had a partner though when mentioned every one would appear shocked. Though you must say Grimmjow was certainly not your average Arrancar.

“And if I haven’t what would you do? Teach me?” You say mocking him but his expression didnt falter.

“Come here” his hand was out ready to receive you in his arms. You walk over and instantly grimmjows hand grips your jaw. “Relax and copy my lips”. His nose grazes yours as he leans in and captures your lips in his. You followed his movements as they got rougher as more time passed. Every so often he would give you tips like “Open your mouth more” or “relax”. His kisses were sloppy and unhinged as you find your hands tangled in his hair. Under your faint moans you heard him purring. You couldn’t resist him any longer and pulled away before sinking in too deep. “not so uptight after all” he said cocking a brow releasing your hair from his tight fist.

Author note: Thank you for reading this! Apologies if any details do not line up with the anime as Im only on episode 150😭 If your new here make sure to follow and help my page grow! Thank you so much! Love you guys💗

Description: After divorcing each other two years ago you can’t shake off the love you have for your cold, stoic husband- Ryuken Ishida. It seems he feels the same way…

Warnings: Hinted sexual content, MDI,

The air thickened as you knocked on the door of his office. All logic was abandoned as soon as your mind curated the brave but stupid idea of visiting him with the excuse of returning a gifted bracelet. Before you could think anymore his ruff voice cut through your thoughts. “The doors open come in” he stated and with that you entered. The dense smog of his musky cologne filled your nose. You walked over to him keeping a lengthy distance betwene the two of you.

“I found this and thought I should return it to you” you muttered as you walked through the door with your left hand clutched around a platinum bracelet with a carving of your name to the side. He didnt even turn to look at you as he organised the books on his shelf by topic. There was a slight pause.

“Wouldn’t it have been wise for you to post it to me. After all we are divorced and we shouldn’t be seeing eachother. Let alone conversing on a personal level” he replied bluntly as his index drew a line on the spine of a book before pulling it out and rearranging it.

“Its not personal just simply a short interaction” You countered as your eyes slit in two as you registered his dismissive tone. Had he really moved on that fast? Did he already have someone else? It had only been 2 years since the official day you got divorced. Though his words hurt but you never liked to show it. However you’d be lying if you said you didnt miss the warmth of his body next to yours everynight. Or how he’d play with your hair when he thought you were asleep.

The sound of his body facing yours snapped you out of your thoughts.

His ice blue eyes bored into yours as he slowly leaned back on the bookshelf. His hands dropped the book on to the mahogany desk and came either side of him pushing against the shelf causing the veins in his arms to be uncovered.

“If I recall correctly I advised us not to speak at all unless out of necessity” he continued as you felt the blush on your cheeks become more prominent.

“It is necessity. We wouldn’t want Ryuken roaming around the city without his special bracelet“ you mocked him with a slight smirk on your face.

“I see your still problematic” his eyes were cold as you bit down softly on your lip.

He sensed your desperation to talk to and walked out of his office expecting you to follow him to his seating room near t to which you did. He poured drinks specifically your favourite wine. It was an hour in to which you started fo feel the buzz of the alcohol.

“Tell me Ryuken…is it wrong to mwke a bad decision every once in a while” you muttered as you moved closer towards him revealing your weak nature whenever if came to him.

“Elaborate” he hestitated as your hands snaked up his arm and looped around his neck. Instantly his hands grabbed your waist.

“Just kiss me…for the last time and then I’ll let you go…for good” you muttered into his chest as he pulled you close and whispered into tour ear.

“Your drunk” he muttered bluntly as his arms reached for you waist stabilising you.

“Don’t you even mjss me a little bit even if majority of your feelings towards me is hate I-”

“I don’t hate you” his hands skimmed your curves and reached your hair tightly fisting know his palm before claiming your lips abruptly.

“Im sorry. I shouldn’t have left you I was- I don’t know I just-” you whispered on to his lips as you fought the urge to take him there and then. You words were slurred but voiced your thoughts in the purest form.

“its my fault” he finished for you.

“I understand I am not the best at expressing emotions. But maybe in this life we will marry again maybe not. Though until then I assure you this won’t be the last time you take me”.

You felt him lift you up on to his lap so that you straddle him. Your lips met his as he slowly clawed at your clothes.

“I love you Ryuken” you mummered on his lips. You could have sworn he smiled but you were so drunk on his proximity that you could only focus on the feeling and closeness of you two.

“I love you too Y/n. You have always been wife”

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Description: You had a taste of manipulation and now you want more… After sleeping with your captain you can’t help but have him on your mind though you know its wrong.

Trigger warnings: More suggestive piece of content! MDI

You had a taste of manipulation and now you want more…

You slowly turned your body to face your captain:specifically captain aizen. You inspect his sharp features from the slope of his nose to his long eyelashes that were still closed. You wanted to kiss him. Kiss him like hes yours but he could never be yours because at the end of the day he was the captain and you were his lieutenant. Your remember skits from last night from him setting down his glasses on his nightstand to you playing with the soft curls that sprung from his head. Twirling each piece around your index. To even deeper moments to when he told you you were beautiful while he sat on his knees infront of you…waiting. His eyes barely moving away from your figure in the moonlight. All these scenes leading up to the moment were he crackedthe facade you put on everday,the facade of the girl who never begs or cries who never shows emotion and the girl whose never fallen in love. You bite your lip at the memory of his words; soft and reassuring as your nails dug into his back even harder

His lips snap apart. “My love?” He says gripping on to you tighter moulding you into his chest snapping you out of your daydream. He kisses your nose. Soft and tender as his arm encapsulates you. “you shouldn’t call me that” you mumur escaping his grasp. You slowly sit up pushing your hair out the way grabbing a shirt off the ground. You felt shame not because you lost your virginity but because you lost it to your captain the one thing which was forbidden. You wuickly put a shirt on and head for the door before he could even say anything. As your reach for the door you realised you fogot your zanpakto in the sitting area. You quickly walk over trying to ignore the various spots from last night like the sofa where you let your guard down or the table were you ate his homecooked meal . After finding it hes already standing by teh door in his robe without his glasses. “Y/n” he says slowly signalling for you to come closer. You could sense an unfamiliar emotion radiating off him as you step closer clutching your zanpakto. You enter too deep into his space but its too late to back out. He lifts your chin up with his left hand and mutters under his breath. “This is irresponsible and yet here we are” he says with a slight monotone in his voice. You hated how by him just staring at you made you want to cave into his arms and give up the very position you worked hard to get just to be with him. He stares at your lips then your bare neck slowy dipping his head and given it a light kiss while making eye contact with you. His head raises once again and whispers “This will be covered for” before loosening the sudden grip he had on you. He then walks back into his bedroom closing the sliding door behind him. You wanted to melt in that very spot. Never have you felt so attached to a person, a figure, a concept. A concept so vast you would sit for hours rereading the same paragraph in order to get a deep understanding for it: for Aizen. You remember yesterday how his hands clutched round you as he traces his lips from the tip of your jawline to your shoulders. At the same time whispering his hidden thoughts against your skin. You storm to his door not even knocking and walk in on him taking his shirt off. You pause. What do you think your doing? You fight your conscience thoughts off and storm over to Aizen who did not even glance in your direction. Its almost like he expected this to happen. Your hands snake from his back to his stomach feeling the warmth beneath your skin. You kiss his back not sure if he would even notice but when he slightly raises his head with his eyes closed and mouth open you get confirmation. He turns to face you “you have 10 minutes” before slowly kissing your neck.

Author note: Had this sitting in the archives and desided to post so I hope you enjoy this as much as I did!!! Please follow cause Im trynna make a small community on here. Love you guys so much,

Plot: The smartest student in the class and the college professor Ryuken Ishicda having a not so secret relationship…

Warnings: Sexual content 18+… Unlike my other stories this includes sexual acts so be warned! MDI

It was your fifth time putting your hand up and people were starting to catch on to your pending crush on the new teacher - Ryuken Ishida. Usually you would’ve been day dreaming or scribbling drawings in your notebook. You never bothered contributing to class because simply what was the point? You were smarter than everyone and everyone else was too slow to catch on to your train of thought. So when you suddenly were acting dumb for the substitute, everyone knew exactly what you were thinking.

After class: just you and him in the class

“I was surprised Ms Y/n. Ms Walker said you’re her best student” Ryuken stated as you continued to pack up your things slowly. His arms either side of him pushing against the desK. The veins in his forearms threatened to pop out as his cold gaze entrapped you in the viscous cycle of wanting him. You couldn’t help but fantasise shortly of everything you wanted to do with him.

“Well I can slip up sometimes…”

“So you forget fundamental concepts that were taught in secondary?” He counters wiping the board clean. The veins on his arms disappear temporarily.

“Im forgetful sometimes. Class can be boring” you tease and all you hear is a sigh.

“we will see” he walked behind you taking a pen from his draw and started writing a different problem on the board.

“What are you-” you start but he whispered “let me finish”. At the end a long complex problem was written on the board. He hands you the pen and says “Solve it”. “What?Thats insane. I couldn’t possibly-” your voice falters.

He walks over to you and his hand cups your jaw as he whispers softly“Do you expect me to believe you’re that dumb. Hm?”

“N-no” the heat on your face rose.

“A smart girl dumbing her self down for mere pleasure. Tell me do you always do this?“ You could see his gaze metamorphised into one of malice.

“no” you slowly say.

He excuses you with the sentence “everyday I expect you to come after class and work on your “forgetfulness”. And for goodness sake cover up”.

“What if I dont want to”you tease bending down so often to pick up random items in hopes to get his attention.

He ignores you and walks off.

You knock on his door and he opens and walks in expecting you to follow.

You walk to the front chairs. “Were going to start with this equation” he says walking to the board and drawing the problem. You couldn’t help but notice the roughness in his voice and how he mumbled numbers.

The heat in your body fluctuated.

You couldn’t help but slip a hand between your thighs quietly hoping he wouldn’t notice your quick 2 minute job. However when he saw the arch your back and your detachment from his lesson he couldnt help but question what you were uo to.

“What are you doing” he finally asks as your finger speed up. “Nothing sir carry on” you mummer supressing a moan. He walks up infront of you and sighs looking down and seeing were your hand was. He rips your hand away inspecting the mess you made on your fingers and chair. His eyes waver down to your sticky thighs and clit as it releases the last of its orgasm. He slowly kisses your sticky index finger making it a point to look at you whilst doing it. His tongue brushed against the mess sucking and licking every last drop until a smirk forms on his face.

Description/backstory: Byakuya has not felt the touch of a woman in years after his late wife Hisana passed. Ever since meeting you he’s felt a strange pull towards you but has always supressed it. Although, one day you find yourself tangled in his arms as confession slips out his lips.

Warnings: Sexual content is suggested but mainly just making out and undressing.

Saturday nights were Byakuya’s favourite time of day.

In all honesty you never meant to arrive at the Kuchiki state but after the first time you both felt a pull to one another. The warm smell filled your senses as he opens the door shirtless: fresh out the shower. The steam rolled off his body as you walked inside.

“Mr Kuchiki” you politely said as you walked inside.

“Ms L/n” he returned as he slowly guided you upstairs.

He never greeted you with more than two word as to him you were simply an object of pleasure.

He reached his room and as you walked inside he reiterated the same speech.

“This is a casual matter so don’t confuse lust for affection.”

Then he would start; carefully mapping your neck with kisses until you couldn’t think about nothing but him. On this day his kisses felt deeper and more meaningful. Moments like this made you feel something deeper for him along with his silent confidence inside and outside his room. Your hands reached for his hair as he reached for the hem of your dress as hiking it up till waist length. His hair fell down in your palm as you gently clutch the soft strands. In that moment you swore you heard him groan but the heat from his lips and words made everything a blur. He slowly loosened his pants with one hand as his lips reached yours and asked for entrance. You let his tongue press against yours fighting for pleasure. “Slower like this” he whispered softly as he sensed the need within you. His dull grey eyes wavered down along your figure for too long drinking in your figure and need. He sank down to his knees infront of you as he carefully removed your pants.

[use your imagination 😉]

After every session shame rolled off his body and you new exactly why. The prospect of a noble man having intimate relations with a lower class poor girl who earned no more than his servants. He never was one for after care and you could see by the way he always mumbled instructions while he shifted around the room. The shame of disobeying his parents once again leaked through his voice. You understood it was wrong for you to be there and so you left.

Mornings made you wonder if Byakuya was the same man from last night.

Night 2: Present day

Your bare skin cushions into his as you both gaze outside not bearing to look at each others face. His skin glistened with beads of sweat as your breaths returned to normal. “Byakuya?” You slowly say closing your eyes and breathing in his sweet scent.

“Yes” he responds as his arm rests gently over your back.

“Why do you keep asking me to come if you dont love me?”

There was a long pause. He doesnt dare to look at you. He fights the urge to confess his feelings there and then and instead says “I don’t know”. You both knew that was a lie and he could tell you caught on and therefore continues “Even if I did…love you I couldn’t its not appropriate for me nor for you”

His thumb brushes the small of your back.

You couldve sworn you heard his faint voice whisper“though I wish it was”. You look up at him who is already looking at you. “You deserve more than me” he whispers onto your lips before kissing them lightly.

“But I want you” you mutter as you turn and straddle him and his arms loop round you.

“I want you too trust me”.

Description: You meet with Aizen who you have not seen in a while. Instead of completing you task which is to kill him instead you wind up in his grasp with you standing and him inbetween your legs.

Trigger warnings: actions are more suggestive so i deem sfw!

Its been 10 years since youve seen Aizen ever since he betrayed the Soul society. You open the door to his residence and instantly here his voice. “Its been a while. Did you miss me?” you heard his voice bounce off the hollow walls. You sigh at the thought that this is the same captian who you adored now turned into a traitor. “Give-“ you start to say but he finishes for you “Give up? Not unless you drop your zanpakto”. You look around trying to find where he was but couldn’t . You hesitate.

“What? No” you finally say walking further in. The place was empty but you could feel is filling presence.

“It is not optional” he states as you already find your self reaching for your zanpakto.

Instead of drawing your sword you give in and drop it and instantaneously you see a shallow figure standing in the middle of the room looking out through the window. The same shape and size as the Sosuke Aizen; the man you once loved. “Come” he commands and you do. You reach behind him and your breath is ragid and out of control. He turns to face you and smiles. His hand traces your jaw clasping around your neck and pulling you into a kiss.

“Stop Aizen i can’t-“ You try to escape but give into his kisses. The familiar taste of his mouth caused you to give in so easily and let go of all your morals. “You lack resolve more than usual. Did you miss me?” he calmly asks pulling away. His eyes gaze into yours already knowing the answer.

Your eyes slit and you murmer under your breath “No”. He tries to kiss you but you turn your head proving you werent that desperate for him all these years. His lips move to your neck to which he kisses gently while asking “are you sure?”. “No” you say turning around and grabbing the back of his neck pulling him into a kiss. His tongue glides over the entrance of your mouth as if asking for permission. You let him deepen the kiss and your hands slide down his chest. “Thats what I thought” he quietly murmers against your lips. “I know why your here” his breath glides across your cheek smoothly. “The only captain left to take me down is you” he says wrapping his arms around you. “But you lack resolve and self control. Smart I will say. But also emotionally weak. I couldn’t love you and you would still come back at least twice ”. Your fingers claw into his chest at his words. “You heard me” he says sliding a hand under your shirt and unclasping your bra. Letting it slide down your body effortlessly. Your heart threatens to falter. “You wouldn’t stop me right now. Its the closest you’ve ever gotten to what you truly want”. His hands carress your back as you try you hardest to hate him. He bettayed everything you stand for and more. He kisses your neck taking off your shirt. “Tell me to stop and I will” he whispers as he gets on his knees infront of you. “Y/n?” His voice laced with need and malice.

Author note: Hey guys this is a fanfic about Giorno Giovanna from the show Jojo’s Bizarre adventure! Sorry if it feels rushed I just wrote it 10 minutes ago! There is no smut just angst! Enjoy :)

Content warnings: None, All characters in this story are 18+

Giorno was a difficult man, always stubborn and quiet after the death of his capo. Apparently he never used to be like this, he had a dream before the string of deaths became unbearable. One the other hand

You tried to be there for him always. You would plan dates, cook dinner and take care of the house but it never worked he was either to busy or it would always get rescheduled. Sometimes you could feel himself resisting your touch whenever you kissed or held hands. Today, you decided to make more of an effort by surprising him with lingerie + movie night but after a while you drift off to sleep on the sofa because of how late he came back. Half an hour later the front door clicks shut and you hear someone hovering above u slightly and ur eyes flutter open slightly - its Giorno. “You should go upstairs. I dont know what you had planned but your clearly tired.” pause “but thank you, I appreciate it” He whispered in a semi soft voice. He unzipped his shirt a little showing his 6 pack and was about to walk away when you grab his hand. He looks confused. “Stay…please just for a little bit” you bite out trying to find an excuse but really you just wanted him and his presence. “Y/n Ive had a long day and I smell like metal you should-“ he starts but for the first time you interrupt him and say “please? For 5 minutes?”. Soon after he lies down in front looking forward as you play with his loose braid. “Giorno Be honest for a second” you pause. “Do you actually love me…cause if you dont I can just-“

“Y/n you know I love you its just work” he says cutting you off. The muscles in his jaw tightened. Its not the first time you had this conversation. “You can’t even look at me and say that” you hissed biterly and the sigh you expect ed did not come from him. Instead he shifts and turns to face you. Olive eyes staring into your soul with a trace of guilt. His left hand brushes the curls from your face. His guilty eyes look at your lips and back at into your e/c. Soft lips quickly capture yours before you even realise whats happening. Next thing you know all your thinking abt is him but also why you continue to stay with a man thats hot and cold. “y/n” he mumbles against your lips in a yearning voice for the first time in ages. He kisses your face,kneck, below your ears and anywhere that was covered in skin.

“I can’t do it anymore Y/n I love you, I love you so much. I hate myself for it. I cant risk loosing you” his voice is airy and full of need. “I hate how being inlove with you puts you in danger. I tried to distance myself to keep you safe but you keep trying and I cant-.”. He’s about to kiss you again but stops himself. “i feel selfish for even being able to touch you like this.”. Your breath goes deeper “what…?”. “Dammit Y/n. Id do anything for you….im so selfish”. He whispers in the crook of your neck. “You need to stay away from me…i dont want you getting hurt iny hands and I cant trust myself around you. I cant promise you wont be hurt when your with me. My luck mi amor…ive lost so many and I dont want to lose you”. He kisses you one final time before loosening his grip,standing up and walk away.