#sosuke x reader

Sosuke Aizen, Captain of the Fifth Division, took your virginity in the May of your eighteenth year.

It was not a romantic encounter prefaced by butterflies and sealed with sweet nothings. It was cold and cruel — a birthday gift to himself, apparently — to be the first one to claim the Fifth Seat of the Ninth Division. As he shrugged off his clothing, he revealed to you that he was not one to indulge in carnal desires often; but, Captain Tōsen had offered you as some bargaining chip in who-knows-what arrangement … and you had no choice but to comply.

You still remember his heady scent filling your nostrils as he pressed his weight into you on the floor of his private quarters. His flesh was warm — solid — almost a comfort if it weren't for the thick head of his cock wedging itself between your trembling thighs.

"You're doing well," he praised lightly upon noticing the slick that had accumulated on your virgin slit. "Your body knows what it wants. Don't think … just — relax."

You tried to do as he said, submitting further to the imposing Captain. You could tell he was trying to keep a handle on his reiatsu — perhaps to lessen the fear that twisted your gut — but you'd almost prefer to suffer under its oppression if that meant you'd be distracted from the painful stretch — from the especially aggressive snap of his hips as he broke through the thin tissue of your hymen: proof of your purity, now defiled.

At some point between horror and bliss, tears of humiliation melted into tears of his promised pleasure. You felt so full — so consumed — as his cock stuffed itself into your quivering, inexperienced channel. He had you on your knees, back arched and face pressed into the cold floor by a smooth palm. While he did not speak, the room was far from silent; your overstimulated whimpers, the shlick of your dripping cunt, and colliding skin chased away the quiet.

He fucked you through what you assumed was a standard orgasm. You'd heard tales of the elusive thing, and had been told by the more experienced ladies in the Seireitei that you'd know it when you felt it. The tension building in your lower stomach released, stars swimming in your vision as moisture rushed down your thighs.

"Ah — didn't expect that from such a pretty young thing…" he murmured — the first words he'd spoken since he started. Your face, already flushed from exertion, deepened a shade in shame. You thought this was normal. Maybe it wasn't meant to be so … wet? You did make a mess on his floor ... he was right to confine your coupling to the ground.

Captain Aizen's thrusts became choppier as he slipped in and out of your sopping hole — far easier now than when he began. He moved his palm from your cheek to the base of your skull, fisting the hair there and pulling you up so your back lay flush against his chest. "Look at me as I ruin you," he ordered, and you obliged — though you realized he wasn't looking back at you — simply staring straight ahead, unmoved by the desperation in your gaze.

You didn't know why at the time, too green to have ever thought about how a man acted when he came, but he stilled suddenly—and you felt him twitch inside of you, thick veins swelling against your battered walls. One singular gasp of pleasure flew past his lips as a foreign warmth filled your core, adding to the frothy ring around the base of his cock.

As he slid out, eyes glued to the mess gushing from your now-empty, stretched hole, he caressed your cheek in a way that managed to re-instate your sanity, making you feel better about the entire ordeal.

The life of a captain must be difficult, surely. It's not his fault that he's callous … it's just a facade he presents to retain respect. Perhaps he cares for me, and that is why he singled me out…

These are the lies you tell yourself as you let Aizen return to you year after year: always on his birthday, like clockwork.

Even now, despite the fact that he has defected from The Soul Society, he still finds ways to beckon you. It is May 29th, and you are sprawled beneath what you can only describe as a God. Your senses are twisted, lulling between euphoria and anticipation, ice-cold and fire-hot, tasting his bitter release on your tongue, only for it to be chased away by an indescribable sweetness ... and he hadn't even entered your mouth. Your cheeks are flushed, brow is damp, and your body is at its breaking point as Aizen hovers above you, watching his cock — completely detached from his body and larger than you'd ever experienced — bully itself into your puffy, abused cunt. It's full and dripping with three of his loads already (this form seems to have some other-wordly level of stamina), sloshing around your insides with each violent thrust. Both of his hands — also free-floating and unburdened from his torso — hold your legs apart, and his foot applies light — but mind-numbingly noticeable — pressure to your throat. He watches the scene as if it were some piece of artwork to be analyzed, eyes ablaze with satisfaction at your struggle.

"You've been an excellent sheathe all these years," he compliments, knowing full well that these scraps of validation will keep you compliant. He is not above forcing you, but he prefers genuine devotion. "You have given me your body time and time again…and it takes me so well."

He seems to be more chatty in this form; perhaps it's because he's far removed from the act, now. You're sure he can still feel the sensation of being inside of you — his voice is strained, and he has that animalistic gleam in his eye that presents itself in the company of your servitude — but he is at least watching you. Acknowledging you. It is unusual — addicting, even — and it only heightens your desire to please him.

"You will be my vessel," he decides. His cock pumps faster; you're wrecked, hardly registering his words as your mouth falls open, lungs ragged and body limp. "I will have one child — and you will bear it."

Your closing eyes snap open, their hue of adoration blurred by shock. He lifts his foot from your neck … you foolishly think that he may decide to go gentle on you, now … but the polished boot re-lowers onto your face, covering your eyes. The amount of pressure he applies is inconsequential: not meant to harm, but rather to guide your face sideways so your cheek smooshes into the ground, reminding you of your place.

Sosuke Aizen is a cruel lover, yes…

but who are you to begrudge a God?

His eyes were squinted as he stared, his gaze calculating and scrutinizing as you stood before him. His body language was lazy and candid as he rested his chin on his hand; uncaring of you and your being as you attempted to still your shaking. Like a cat, his brown eyes were zeroed in on you; watching your every move from the slightest tremble to the subtle way your throat was clenching as you held your breath.

"You must be so afraid...knowing who it is that is right in front of you."

Truthfully, you didn't know his name. You weren't kept in the loop of what was going on with your friends nor why Orihime had disappeared suddenly, but from the way everyone would quiet down when you would come around; especially Ichigo...you were certain it was all because of this man.

This terrifying man who had your body feeling so heavy, you almost couldn't bear to keep standing. This man who had your heart wanting to burst within your chest and the pressure in your head to crush your brain.

You wanted to reply; to tell him that you didn't know him nor why you were here, but you couldn't even speak. Not with the blue-haired man with the weird mask and a hole in his abdomen holding onto your shoulder so tightly that it felt like he was crushing you.

"Hey, he's talking to you."

The blue-haired man was ruthless. When he had appeared in front of you before your kidnapping, you had almost thought that he had always been there and you just didn't notice. You had continued walking until suddenly, there was this heavy pressure that was familiar yet brutal, unlike the way your friends' auras felt.

Your whole body had stopped moving; knees crumbling in the middle of the sidewalk and chest feeling as though it was caving in. Then, there was a hand tangling itself around your throat, and you were being lifted, blue eyes cruelly amused at the way you choked and struggled to breathe.

"You don't even have enough spiritual pressure to be important," he had said. "you're not even worth keeping alive, but whatever." and suddenly, you were here in this dark and desolated place; cold and barren of any light. At least, that's what you thought had happened.

Everything had been a blur after the blue-haired man had simply flicked your forehead and knocked you unconscious.

You knew these people around you were dangerous and, to be frank, not normal. You weren't sure what was going on or what these people wanted from you, and you couldn't help but to be speechless from the fear running through you.

The blue-haired man gripped your shoulder tighter, and you couldn't help but to yelp in pain from his grip as it suddenly heated up. Red light was glowing from beneath his hand, scorching your skin and burning your flesh as he yelled.

"Hey, what are you, deaf? Didn't you fucking hear me?"

"Easy, Grimmjow."

The light dissipated instantly, but his crushing grip never wavered. Tears spilled past your eyes and down your chilled cheeks, unable to look away from the ground as the brown-haired man who was sitting so uncaringly spoke; his voice calm and...almost soothing.

"We don't want to scare her now, do we?"

Grimmjow, as you had learned, just clicked his tongue and turned his gaze away from the man, saying nothing. The frightening man spoke again.

"It's not nice to not look at someone when they are speaking to you."

His tone was...almost soft; but you knew when a wolf was in sheeps clothing. You knew that whoever this man was...he could kill you or let Grimmjow kill you if he wanted to. Quite honestly, he probably was planning to do so...would being obedient prolong your life enough for someone, anybody, to save you?

You shakily glanced up at him, his cupid lips curled up into a small smirk as he spoke.

"Aw, you've made her cry, Grimmjow."

"Tch, weak bitch."

The man uttered beneath his breath, his grip on your shoulder tightening more, and you couldn't help it when more tears fell down your cheeks. The man chuckled for a moment before he acknowledgd.

"I'm sure you have so many questions...why are you here...who are you...what does this man want from me...where am I....am I right?"

To avoid having your shoulder burned again, you replied shakily, too afraid to speak above a whisper.

"Y-Yes..."

The man chuckled and placed his hand down against the arm rest of the chair. There was a moment, however, when a slight breeze kissed your face and you couldn't help but to blink. Within that second, the man was in front of you, your chin in his grip and making you look up at him.

What just happened? How did he do that? I...I didn't even look away from him...all I did was blink...what's going on...who is this man?

"You have a right to be afraid...in fact, there's nothing to be ashamed of. Even though you barely have any spiritual pressure, you can still stand up on your own two feet. That's no easy task when in the presence of so many powerful beings."

You couldn't look away from him no matter how much you wished to. You were frozen in shock and from the sheer amount of weight that was on your shoulders, inlcuding Grimmjow's grip.

"I do wonder what it is about you that had your friends trying very hard to protect you. Are you special like Orihime Inoue? Do you have extraordinary abilities as well? Or is it that Ichigo Kurosaki cares about you more than anything else?"

Your heart was racing, pounding within your chest, and you whispered to him shakily as he seemed to look you over; his gaze making you feel almost violated as the man gazed at and through you.

"I...I don't know...what you mean."

His eyes narrowed just the slightest, and it was quiet for a moment before he chuckled.

"How cruel of Ichigo to not warn you nor tell you about anything. I wonder if he truly does care about you...I mean, don't you think it's unfair that he kept you in the dark about what he is and what he does?"

Suddenly, the man let your chin go to cup your cheek, his hand warm and almost inviting as his voice deepened just the slightest.

"Don't you think it's wrong that Ichigo disregarded your feelings and kept you away? He might as well had given you to me himself.."

"I...I don't understand...who...who are you?"

The man hummed, tilting his head just the slightest as a chuckle rumbled from deep within his belly as he played with a piece of your hair.

"My, where are my manners? I can't help but to lose my tact when in the presence of women. My apologies...my name is Sosuke Aizen."

There was something familiar about the name; something that was itching at the edges of your consciousness, and while you couldn't comprehend what it was, this man...Aizen...seemed to know.

"Hm. How interesting...tell me, do you think Ichigo Kurosaki would be devastated by your death?"

Blood running cold, you couldn't formulate a thought as Aizen ghosted his fingertips down the side of your neck and to your sternum, dancing his fingertips against the chilled skin.

"Do you think he would be so overcome with despair that he would become reckless...desperate...to try and kill me?"

He was digging his fingers into your skin; almost as if he was trying to bury his hand within your chest, and you replied shakily.

"I...Ichigo cares about....all of his friends. I...I wouldn't be any different to Orihime...or Chad...Uryuu...or Rukia."

Aizen's eyes were empty, you observed as you looked at him. Not empty in terms of stupidity or boredom for your words...they were empty of light and compassion...or anything that could be considered good. Evil and danger oozed off of this man just like the crushing spiritual pressure he continued to let off so that you, a measly human with a weak amount of spiritual pressure, knew your place.

He could absolutely kill you with no second-thought, and that was what scared you.

"So, you're saying that...you're useless to me?"

There was intention and purpose now within his fingers, his eyes becoming uncaring as he leaned back just the slightest, and you panicked.

"No! No, I...I'm not! Please...please don't hurt me...or...or kill me...I...I can...I can be of use, I swear!"

Aizen's lips smirked slightly as someone within the room laughed.

"Listen to that whining and begging! I say we just kill her and leave her out front for Kurosaki to find!"

Grimmjow hummed, saying as he leaned forward, making you glance at him from the corner of your eye as you began to spiral.

"Nah, I say we rip her into pieces and leave a trail. That'll get Kurosaki pissed!"

His hand was heating up again, and you were about to scream from the terror until a voice cut through, making everyone quiet.

"That's not necessary. While they are trash, keeping Orihime Inoue and (Y/n) (L/n) alive is beneficial to Lord Aizen's cause. Until Lord Aizen gives the order, we are not to touch them."

The largest man in the room who had his chin in his hand scoffed.

"You're no fun, Ulquiorra. When are you gonna ever stop having such a stick up your ass?"

The man with the green eyes and tears did not respond, and Aizen hummed gently.

"How does it make you feel...hearing the different ways you could be killed? It's okay, you can be honest."

You were trembling again, and you couldn't help but to sniffle and whisper.

"I...I'm scared."

Aizen chuckled before his hand came up to your neck, gently grasping though you knew it was to give you a false sense of security.

"Such a poor, pathetic girl...I think I know what I want to do with you. I can take it from here, Grimmjow. Thank you."

Grimmjow was hesitant to unhand your shoulder, but shoved himself off and walked somewhere to sit; his steps echoing all around the room and deep into your mind; each step making you flinch. Aizen began to walk around you, and he murmured.

"Make no mistake: I know you are the most important person in Ichigo's life at this moment. I know that he is coming to save you and Orihime Inoue...and that is going to be his downfall."

You were holding your breath, unable to speak as Aizen continued.

"He will come here, and he will be annihilated...along with the rest of your friends. It's quite unfortunate that he didn't tell you about your impending doom...but to be honest, it makes it more fun for me."

He seemed to be observing you, looking at you from head-to-toe and dissecting you as if you were a specimen; picking you apart from the very last sinew.

A monster on the prowl.

Oh, god, what was he going to do to you?

You jolted at the feeling of his fingers brushing against your hair, tucking behind your ear and subtly caressing the skin with his fingertips; sending shivers down your spine.

"Does he know?"

His question caught you off guard, and you couldn't help but to look over at him in confusion; unknowing of what the man was implying.

"What...what do you mean?"

Aizen chuckled before leaning in slightly; just enough that your noses were almost touching.

"Does he know that you love him?"

Heat ran up your neck from the embarrassment, and you couldn't help but to exclaim.

"What? I don't have feelings for Ichigo! Sure, he's my friend...but I...I don't like him like that!"

Aizen chuckled and your shoulders caved in again, attempting to make yourself smaller.

"Oh? You seem so embarrassed."

He was taking the detail to heart, mulling over it, and you weren't sure if you were supposed to speak or to stay quiet. Aizen walked behind you, and you froze when both of his hands came to rest upon your shoulders.

"Quite frankly, it doesn't matter. You won't be leaving this room alive unless I say so...and I haven't been given a good reason to keep you alive...except for one."

There was a slight bit of hope that ran through you; a glimmer of safety that was squashed instantly by the way his hands gripped your shirt and tore it open.

You gasped and yelped, reaching your arms across your chest, and you could feel everyone's anticipatory gaze upon you. Fear and humiliation ran through you, and you were horrified when Aizen sighed.

"Grimmjow, would you like to assist me?"

Grimmjow's eyes opened wide, a huge sneer upon his cruel lips as he walked towards you.

"Oh, absolutely."

Your body began to tremble; frozen with shock the closer the man got until he was standing before you, and his hands shot out and wrenched your arms from your chest, making you screech. You tried to back away from Grimmjow, but instead, you were blocked by Aizen's own chest; his chuckle reverbing into your ear.

"How would Kurosaki react if he knew that the one he loved the most was made impure, hm? I think he'd be devasted....angry, even. I think he might even become reckless."

"Doesn't fucking matter. We'll still crush that bastard either way!"

Grimmjow responded, and you began to struggle slightly as Aizen began to peel away the remnants of your shirt, threads and buttons coming undone until you were shirtless and only in your bra. You were breathing heavily, almost hyperventilating and becoming lightheaded. However, there was another part of you that was afraid to even pass out.

You froze when you felt a blade against your back, Aizen resting his chin against your

shoulder as his voice whispered into your ear dangerously.

"I could run my blade right through you...and kill you without any second thought...but that would be such a waste, wouldn't it?"

You could feel the panic clenching your throat, your voice unable to come out as the tip of his blade glided up your back before slocing your bra into pieces. You began to struggle then, feeling humiliated and terrified as you tried to pull yourself from Grimmjow's grasp. Tears began to fall down your face as Aizen said, his tone of voice demanding and nothing short of an order.

"Beg for your life...give my Espada a reason why I should spare you...why you deserve to live. What can you offer to me that will be of value?"

Your voice refused to come out; throat clenched shut, and Aizen clicked his tongue.

"Perhaps, you need more encouragement. Grimmjow, restrain her from behind, would you?"

Grimmjow looked annoyed that he couldn't ogle at your naked chest and huffed, yanking your arms behind you and forcing you to push your chest out slightly as he held you with no remorse.

"Go on. Beg."

Despite his gaze becoming cruel and taunting you, his voice continued to sound suave and uncaring. Almost as if your suffering was a game to him.

You could feel all of their scrutinizing and hungry gazes on you; all the ones that cared, anyway. You weren't sure if these people, these...things...wanted to be a part of Aizen's game or straight-up eat you.

Both thoughts scared you.

"P-please...please stop...this is wrong!"

Grimmjow scoffed before switching from holding both of your arms with each hand to clamping down on both of your wrists with one hand so he could reach and brutally manhandle your breast. You screamed, Grimmjow's touch unforgiving as he sneered.

"You call that begging? What a pathetic fucking bitch. I've heard weaker beings beg better than that! Don't hold out on us!"

He was squeezing hard, painful and making you squirm and fight within his grasp. Grimmjow was already irritated, but he paused when Aizen held up a hand.

"Now, now, Grimmjow. Let's not resort to violence so soon. She's never been touched like this before...poor girl has no idea how to beg properly. So, why don't we show her how...in good faith that if she tries her best, maybe I'll let her see Kurosaki one last time."

Lies. You knew it was lies. This man had no ounce of compassion in him. Evil oozed from every part of his being, and there was no guarantee that you were going to get out of this alive.

He was toying with your life as if it was a game.

You froze when Aizen placed his hand upon your cheek gently, leaning down slightly until his nose was brushing against yours.

"If you bite...if you try to fight back in any way...I will string you up in front of Las Noches in pieces...after I have torn apart your friends. Now, on your knees."

You wondered if it would be the best route. You wondered briefly if death would be better than this...than whatever Aizen, and possibly Grimmjow, were going to do to you. An image of Ichigo popped into your mind, and you clenched your jaw slightly as you tried to keep from sobbing.

I have to stay strong for Ichigo and believe that he will save me!

"On your knees!"

Grimmjow kicked the back of your knees, making you yell out from pain and surprise as you fell; smacking into the ground hard in front of Aizen. Aizen moved back to sit upon his throne, and he beckoned you with a finger.

"Come here. Undo them."

You didn't have to be a genius to understand what Aizen was referring to.

But how were you supposed to undo his pants without the use of your hands?

How fucking humiliating and perverse.

Squeezing your eyes shut, you bit your lip and leaned down. Maybe, if you imagined that it was Ichigo, it would make things easier. Maybe, if you imagined it was Ichigo's hakamas that you were undoing with your teeth, you wouldn't be so scared.

It's not Grimmjow behind you, but perhaps Renji...keeping a firm grip and pressing his hard cock against your asscheeks as you got Ichigo's cock free.

Aizen's voice broke the daydream once his hard cock was sprung free from his hakamas, and you felt your stomach drop when Aizen teased his fingers beneath your chin.

"Now...beg."

Suddenly, there were fingers digging into your scalp, making you gasp in pain, Grimmjow's overwhelming and terrifying presence pushing against you as he hissed in macabre delight.

"What are you waiting for, little girl? If you don't get to suckin, maybe I'll have to really ruin you for Kurosaki."

Aizen's grip became harsh, digging in enough to the point that you couldn't close your mouth on your own, and Grimmjow pushed your head down, forcing you to swallow Aizen down.

You had never done anything like this to anybody. Hell, while you had a general idea of what a penis looked like thanks to your perverted friend, Chizuru Honsho, you had never actually seen one. You were a virgin through-and-through. Hadn't even had your first kiss yet, and here you were...being forced to suck the cock of the most evilest man in the whole world.

He was salty, bitter, and the size and way you were being forced all the way down until he was stretching your throat and making you gag had tears running down your face. Aizen made no expression nor gave any indication of what he was feeling. In fact, he looked completely nonchalant when you glanced up at him in a moment of panic, and he sighed for a second when you began to gag vigorously.

"Grimmjow, if you hold her down any longer, you're going to make her vomit. I really don't want that."

There was an underlying threat within his voice that had Grimmjow freeze in place before pulling you back up wordlessly. You coughed, saliva running down your chin, and Aizen hummed.

"I can take it from here. Why don't you get her prepared for me? I think it'd be a nice reward for you."

Grimmjow laughed, and you weren't sure if you liked what Aizen was implying. Suddenly, you felt Grimmjow grab a tight hold of your skirt and yank as hard as he could, tearing your skirt straight off. You screamed out, and Grimmjow exclaimed, smacking you in the back of your head as he tightened his grip on your wrists.

"Oi, quit your whining, woman! I think you'll like this next part."

Your attention was commanded back to Aizen, his fingers sliding against the back of your head and guiding you back.

"Now, now. Don't take your focus off of me...it might mean your death. When I said to beg, I wasn't asking."

With no hesitation, he shoved you back down, forcing his cock down your throat again, and you whimpered slightly, gagging and feeling your abdomen tighten as you did so. You pulled back up, and Aizen pushed you back down.

"Just like that, but with suction. Poor girl, you've truly never been touched. A pure and innocent soul...destroyed and conquered like the rest."

There were fingers touching your legs and hips, running all along the globe of your ass before smacking harshly. Your jaw clenched slightly, teeth grazing Aizen's shaft, and the man hummed in distaste.

"Have some self-control. I would rather not kill you while my cock is in your mouth."

You were beginning to shake, almost too weak to hold yourself up, and you almost kicked your foot back when you felt Grimmjow's nose dig into your panties, sniffing deeply.

"Gods, you ain't ever had no man here before, huh. I can smell how sweet your fucking cunt is."

Aizen chuckled then, saying with an air of haughtiness.

"And that belongs to me now, Grimmjow. Don't get too ahead of yourself. I just want you to get her ready for me."

Grimmjow made a noise of displeasure before hissing quietly to himself.

"Whatever."

Your panties were torn apart, and when you went to scream, Aizen shoved your head all the way down until your nose was pressed against his skin, gagging and panicking from how deep in your throat his cock was.

"None of that. It's quite distracting."

Suddenly, there was something wet and warm against your skin, tingles and terror running down your spine as Grimmjow's big hands anchored on either side of your hips and forced you down onto his face. He was lapping at you and groaning, tonguing at your clit and making your body try to squirm.

The sensations he was forcing upon you were strange, foreign, and slightly tickled. You weren't exactly sure how to describe it other than spine-tingling. He was lapping at you desperately, suckling and groaning noisily, and you squeezed your eyes shut tightly.

It was a torturous rhythm. Up and down, in and out; breathing and not breathing. You were a cauldron of emotions and sensations that were overwhelming you to the point that you were beginning to feel light-headed and nauseous. Your eyes fluttered slightly, and it seemed that Aizen knew what was happening.

He was ever-present and ever-observant; taking in every little detail down to the way you blinked. Pulling your head up off of him, he hummed.

"Grimmjow, that's enough."

Grimmjow was hesitant at first, his licking and suckling becoming slower for a moment, and Aizen sighed.

"Don't make me repeat myself."

Grimmjow was slow to get out from beneath you, wiping his mouth, and he snarled out to Aizen; seeming to be running on pure instinct as he glared at Aizen with dilated eyes.

"Selfish prick..."

Aizen just hummed before he pulled you off of his cock, his brown eyes gleaming with nefarious and fiendish ideas.

"Let's get you prepared for your reunion with Kurosaki."

part two soon

You were a very intriguing specimen, not only that you were also one of Aizen's most trusted arrancar followers, You were swift, cunning and you performed every task at hand perfectly and gracefully. Some could argue that you were more trustful and loyal than Ulquiorra himself. Of course you never took to stride, you were just here trying to find a place in Las Noches since you refused to go and live in the barren wasteland you called Hueco Mundo.  You had seen too many horrors from there and living in Las Noches was like living in a fairytale compared to there. 

It wasn't just your usefulness that had interested Aizen, it was your beautifully unique looks and your loyalty that had also attracted him as well. Everytime you would bow to him and leave the room Aizen couldn't help but wonder… what if? 

Gin had also had the same thoughts about  you as well, the only difference was that Gin was more straightforward to his interest in you rather than Aizen. 

"My, My, y/n you look rather stunning this evening." 

It was awkward, hearing Gin's flattering words directed towards you. He knew how to make you blush, but soon after you began to react to his constant flirting, giggling at him.  

All Aizen could do is watch as the two of them banter,  hearing and watching you laugh as Gin flirted with you, you didn't know it but there was a change in atmosphere every time he witnessed the two of you like this. 

It was rather annoying, and he had to do something about it. 

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You bowed in front of Aizen, looking up at him afterwards, waiting for him to say something to you. 

"y/n."

"Yes, Lord Aizen?" 

Aizen stared down at you, his brown eyes were intense, you were becoming rather uncomfortable  with him staring at you like this. Did you do something wrong? 

"Do you enjoy being served under me?" He asked you bluntly, you were quite confused as to why he would ask a question like that so abruptly. He was never really the one to ask these kinds of questions to anyone, not even Ulquiorra. 

"Of course, you're a wonderful leader." You genuinely said to him, watching him smile down at you. 

"Is that so? How interesting." Aizen simply said to you, getting up from his throne and making his way towards you until he was only a couple feet away. 

His demeanor was intense, probably because he was your ruler and certainly not because of the strange feelings you get whenever you're around him. 

"Tell me, y/n." He leans into you, his hot breath fanning your ear as he whispers to you. "What do you think about my lieutenant, Gin Ichimaru?" Your eyes shot wide open, having flashbacks of Gin's constant flirting and you giggling at him. What can you say, he knows how to flatter you. 

"I expect my followers to answer me immediately,  I will say it again, what do  you think about lieutenant Gin Ichimaru?" His voice changed, sounding a bit more stern. You gulped, a blush formed on your face, you weren't exactly sure how to answer it yourself but you had to tell him something and quickly too. 

"I Think lieutenant Ichimaru is a kind man." You paused for a moment before adding something else, "He knows how to do his job.He also has interesting color hair and a very distinct smile." Aizen could only chuckle, taking one of hands and twirling your hair in his long, lengthy fingers. 

"Is that all? You don't have any unknown feelings for him?"

You tilted your head in confusion, how can you really understand what feelings are? You never really understood the concept of lust or attraction but you guess this would be closest to it. 

"I.. wouldn't say that I have feelings for him but he certainly is an attractive man." You admitted to him, watching his hand move from your hair to the side of your face, rubbing his thumb in circles which caused you to quiver, not use to this kind of feeling before. You knew there was a slight shift in demeanor, did he not like the answer you gave him? 

"You admit it, you like Ichimaru?" Aizen questioned you, clearly irritated. with your answer. This made you even more panicked, "I-i mean, it's not like that… I wouldn't say that I like him like him, he's attractive but you are also!" You covered your mouth with your own hands, embarrassed with what you just blurted out. 

Sosuke couldn't help but chuckle, before he could say anything. You heard another voice from across the throne room. 

"My my what an interesting little interaction I am witnessing." You both looked up, both pair of eyes meeting Gin's. He had his signature smile on his face, his movements smooth as he walked up to you both. Aizen simply frowned, glaring at his subordinate. 

"What do you want, Ichimaru?"

Gin could only chuckle, "I was just making my rounds around the castle, nothing to it. It's not like I overheard the very interesting conversation you two were having."  Gin stood on the other side of you, your back facing him.  He then places his hand on top of your head, patting it gently. You jumped slightly, completely uncomfortable about having two very attractive men being so close to you. 

"And what do you find so interesting about our conversation?" Aizen was not pleased, he almost seemed like he was jealous. 

"Oh you know, how you are trying to figure out if  y/n has any interest in me or not." Gin removed his hand from your head, creeping his fingers down to your neck and all the way down your back. You shivered at the sensation, your face turning pink, flustered by his intimate interactions. 

They both glared at each other, the tension between them was building up, it was clear that they both wanted you. 

You squirmed your way out from between them, taking a few steps back from them, the closeness was becoming suffocating and you had no idea how to handle all of this.  

"I-i think you both are very attractive men and I am flattered that you both like me but arguing isn't going to solve anything." You watch as the two men glanced at each other, their eyes then meeting you again.

"You're right." Aizen said to you, making his way towards you with Gin following suit. Aizen placed his hand on your cheek, staring into your eyes lovingly, while Gin stood behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist, placing his chin on your shoulder as he snickered at you. 

"Then to solve this problem we will both have to take you, here and now." Gin hummed into your ear, his breath tickling your ear,  your eyes widened as you figured out what they both actually mean. "You mean…all three of us together?"  They both nodded in unison. 

"That's correct, how do you think it will feel, the  both of us indulging  you?" Gin asked seductively, whispering in your ear, 

You blinked, astounded that they would offer something like this, it sounded almost bizzare. 

Aizen lifted your face by the chin, his chocolate brown eyes bore into yours, "Do you want to, darling?"  Your eyes widened at the nickname he gave you, no one ever called you anything like that before. If you had a heart you were sure it would be beating fast by now. 

"I-i don't mind at all…" You shyly admitted, your face as red as a tomato.

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Gin and Aizen both chuckled, transporting you into one of the extra's rooms that Las Noches has. Aizen and Gin both walked up to you, Gin standing behind you and Aizen facing you directly. 

"Now, shall we begin?" Aizen smiled down at you, you nodded your head, excited but also quite nervous. Aizen leaned in to kiss you on the lips sweetly, while Gin lean forward, leaving trails of tiny kisses  down your neck. You shivered in response, not used to the sudden feeling of lips onto your very cold skin. 

"You're so cold my dear," Gin said into your ear, chucking seductively into it.. You felt a sudden pinch on your bottom lip, not realizing that Aizen nipped at it, causing you to yipe in response, giving Aizen a chance to insert his tongue into your wet cavern, exploring every inch of your mouth. You moaned into his, suddenly enjoying the feeling of him dominating you with his lips and tongue. Gin then begin to nip at your neck, softly at first then harder as your moans begin to resonate throughout the room. The pain and pleasure that the two of them are causing made your pussy slowly becoming wetter, you were becoming more excited each moment they both touched you. 

 You begin to feel your clothing slowly slip off as Aizen disregard your shirt while Gin took care of your pants. You weren't completely exposed since you had a normal pair of bra and panties that were under your arrancar uniform, but still it was a little bit embarrassing to be this exposed to them. Still, they didn't care at all and neither would you. They begin to  kiss every inch of your exposed skin. It felt comforting and also erotic to you, feeling your cold skin slowly becoming warm with arousal.

You begin to whimper, your mind on overdrive from all the stimulation they were giving you. 

"You poor thing, you must be so touch starved." Aizen said to you, placing a hand on your cheek. Your eyes bore into Aizen chocolate eyes, you were hypnotized by them, but also Gin's flirting didn't help at all. "You don't need to worry, we will take care of you, every inch of you." Gin hummed, slithering his hand all the way down to your clothed nether region, his hand lightly patting you gently, then removing your panties to the side so he could insert his finger inside of you. Aizen begin to take a handful of your boob, gently cupping it into his hand, You leaned your head back, letting out a tiny gasp, this gave Gin the opportunity to bite your neck hard, leaving another hickey on your already adorned  neck.  Aizen didn't take heed as well, ripping your garment that was covering your breasts completely off of you, then immediatly leaning down to lick and nips at your already hardened nipples which sent shock waves throughout your body. 

You moaned out in pleasure, that was the only thing you could really do as they both began to work yourself up. Gin hummed innocently, inserting two fingers inside of you, the stretch felt amazing. "You're so wet for us, y/n. I bet you taste just as sweet as you look." Gin said to you seductively, taking one of his arousal covered fingers and licking them clean. "I was right, you taste divine, now how about you have a taste yourself?" Gin took his other coated finger, placing it in front of your lips. You were hesitant, should you really be tasting your own arousal? It seemed a bit…odd. Aizen looked up now completely intrigued. "Yes, I think it would be a wonderful idea, be a dear do that just for us.." Aizen ordered you. You were still a bit nervous of doing it but you were expected to do it because  orders were orders. You stick out your pink tongue in front of Gin's finger, first taking a tiny lick, then you begin to slowly swirl your tongue around it, taking his fingers completely in your mouth, sucking the arousal completely off his fingers. "Good girl." They both said in unison. 

"You look so sexy, cleaning my fingers. What would be hotter is if you're fully exposed to us." Gin then slid your panties all the way down your legs and onto the floor. It was awkward, but you couldn't deny how much you enjoyed the look of interest in their eyes. "You would  look perfect if you got down on your knees for us." Gin ordered you, as Aizen nodded in agreement. "Yes, he's right, get down on your knees for us."  Aizen had ordered you, his voice was sweet and silky, which made it easier for you to oblige. You did as you were told, looking up at Aizen, waiting for his next order.  Gin, now standing in front of you and right next to Aizen grinned down at you, "You look so gorgeous like this, down on your knees for us." Aizen said to you, leaning down to gently touch your cheek. 

You leaned into his touch, feeling some kind of warmth in your empty chest. What could this feeling actually be? You weren't sure but if Aizen and Gin wanted to provide more of it then you wouldn't mind at all. " Do you trust us with everything in your being?" Aizen asked you, his eyes never leaving yours. You nodded your head, you would do anything to please them both that's what arrancars actually do. "That's wonderful to hear, what we are going to do next will be a bit uncomfortable but just try to relax and remember to trust the both of us." Aizen's voice was soothing and comforting, you weren't exactly sure what they both had in mind but you promised them both that you were willing to give them all of your trust.  "Now come over here." Gin ordered you, taking his index finger and motioning you over to the bed. You started to stand back up, until Aizen placed his hands on your shoulder, keeping you in place. "Good girls stay on their hands and knees.  You need to crawl over to Gin, this shows that you are dedicated to the both of us." You nodded your head,"Yes, Sir." You said to him, you didn't notice but those words made Aizen's erection grow. You  leaned forward so you were back on  your all fours, crawling over to Gin who was now sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes never leaving your naked form.

 It never showed but both of them really enjoyed the view. 

"Good girl, now unzip my pants and unsheathe me." Gin ordered you, his foxy smile never leaving his face as he watched you,   you didn't question it as you unzip them, ignoring the intense stares from both of the men. Your eyes widened as you watched Gin's length sprung to life. It was long, thick, and hard just for you. "You look so intrigued, why don't you touch it?" Gin hummed, smiling wide at you. You had no idea how to react to this, you had never seen anything like it before and you weren't sure how to correctly touch it. "Go on, do as Ichimaru says and touch it. Make sure you grip it tight and pump your hand up and down to pleasure him. If you do it then I will give you a reward as well." Aizen had encouraged you, but the words sounded very stern and dominating. You nodded and hesitantly gripped Gin's lengthy cock, slowly pumping up and down. You heard a slight gasp escaping gin's lips as you slowly pumped it, "Don't be shy my dear, grip me tighter and go faster." Gin said to you, you tighten your fingers around his length moving your hands up and down, you could feel his cock getting harder with each touch, pre-cum now leaking from it. "Why don't you have a taste?" Ichimaru said, referring to pre-cum that was leaking down his shaft. You leaned forward, taking out your tongue and slowly licking the tip to clean off Gin's cock, enjoying the taste of his essence. "Good girl, slowly take him with your mouth." Aizen ordered, his hands creeping down to your wet arousal, rubbing the outside of your lips. You begin to tense up at the sudden sensation of Aizen's warm hand down there. "Be careful, do not use your teeth, if you do you will be punished." Gin said to you sternly, he did not look amused one bit, quite annoyed. You wrapped your lips around his cock, sucking on it gently. You begin to breathe through your noise heavily, you wanted to moan out loud as Aizen inserted another finger into you. He begins to expertly play your clit, making sure to change the speed from fast to slow.  You had to remember, do not bite his cock and breathe through your nose. You bob your head faster, sucking on Gin's cock harder.

 You were sucking on his cock like your life was dependent on it, but your mind couldn't just focus on him, you busy trying so hard not to moan out with pleasure as Aizen pleasured your hungry cunt, with his long, expert fingers. You were leaking with arousal and the scent was all over the room. Your eyes scrunch up from the intense pleasure from Aizen. You were a bit too distracted right now, your movements from Gin's cock started to slow down. "Tsk tsk seems like you are too distracted by Sosuke pleasuring you. I guess i will have to take matters in my own hands." Gin gripped the back of your hair, harshly pulling on your hair. You moaned out in pleasure, a huge trail of drool dripping from your mouth all the way down the floor. Your whimpers were loud as Aizen continued to ruthlessly pleasure you. the pace of his fingers never seized, by now there were three of them inside of you and he angeled it to where his fingers hit your g-spot. Right before you could moan again Gin stood up and quickly shoved his cock right back into your mouth, pulling on your hair hard as he began to thrust himself into your mouth. Tears begin to form on your lips as he relentlessly fucked your face, not caring how hard he was doing it. "I can't let you have all of the fun." Aizen said smoothly, removing his aroused cover and from inside of you,  licking your arousal clean from his fingers. He then unzips his pants and pulls them down as well, his cock springing out from it, hard, and pre-cum already leaking from the tip.  He then carefully shoved himself inside of your empty aching hole, your muffled moans were almost inaudible but you were moaning so loud from pleasure and overstimulation. Everything was so cloudy as you were being ruthlessly filled from both ends, a whole sympathy of sex echoed throughout the room, you were helpless, but it was something very erotic being used just like this that made you so wet and yearn for more. "You're such a good girl taking both of us so well, letting us use you how we please." Gin's compliment was very flattering, which caused you to to unintentionally clench around Aizen's cock.

 Aizen moaned out in pleasure, he then began to thrust deeper inside of your wet cavern, grabbing onto your waist tightly. Your muffled moans echoed out as both men roughly fucked you from the front and the back of you. You can feel the erotic ache that was building inside you grow, you were getting to your climax which was clearly apparent as your arousal started to drip profusely around Aizen thick member. The same goes from the saliva that was dripping down from your mouth all the way down to your chin and onto the floor below you. Gin pulled your hair tightly, his thrusts becoming very sloppy as he was about to cum along with Aizen who's thrusts were almost as sloppy as Gin's. You can feel both cocks throbbing profusely inside of you, their hands gripping tightly around you as both came inside of your occupied holes. The Taste of Gin's cum and the warmness of Aizen's felt so euphoric you came right after the two, causing you to squirt all over Aizen's cock and all over the floor. The aftershocks hit you as Aizen pounded into you hard,  loving the feeling of your wetness all over him. Gin shoved your head farther down your throat making sure you take every last drop of his cum. After everything was finished and muffled your cries of pleasure had seized, Both men carefully removed themselves from you.  Now you laid there, tired, wet and limp. Gin crouched down to the floor so he could get a good look at your fuckout face, which looked beautiful on you. "My my you certainly took everything so well,  I am quite pleased." Aizen, now standing right next to Gin in front of your form nodded in agreement, "Yes, you are right, you certainly are a special little servant." Aizen bent down to gently pat you on the head, the feeling of his warm hand felt comforting and you never wanted his hand to leave you.

"We will have to do this again another time, I'm sure that you won't mind that." You looked up at both of the men who were both staring down at you, looking at you expectantly. You slowly nodded your head. 

Because somehow you didn't hate having this experience afterall.

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he already taken noticed about you way before you mentioned about it.

he noticed how much you go to the bathroom to puke, he noticed how much you started to eat more, he noticed the amount of moodswings you have recently.

he's 90% sure you're pregnant.

now he saw your belly growth? yep you're pregnant.

he already started to care and care for you so much more.

he started to learn how to take care of babies for so much just so he can be a good father to the child.

when you gave birth to the child, he can say..this is the first time he's feeling nervous.

when he hold onto the baby then he smiled at him. no words can express how much happiness he felt. this is the time he will protect this child. he will teach this child everything he knew.

he loves you, you're the reason his son was born and the reason his son look so alike to him.

he really appreciates it. he will make sure to take care for the kid.

A more brutal and canon Aizen because I'm not good at writing soft zenzen

You took a certain amount of comfort in the fact that you didn’t have to see him alone. Rukia Kuchiki and Renji Abarai stood in front of you, eyes as wide as your own. A portion of the collective vice captainship gathered together with other high ranking officers, all gazing in astonishment upon the same view that left you sputtering. Aizen’s one visible eye narrowed at you.

You looked slightly different, but Aizen could have expected that given the time that had passed. You rose a few ranks. Your hair was a different style, but deep down he could see that very little had changed. Even all this time later, his very presence made an eerie chill work its way down your spine. He looked to the two in front of you

“It’s been a long time, Kuchiki Rukia. I barely remember speaking to you once I turned my back on the Gotei. That said,” He didn’t even acknowledge you. You didn’t even know if you wanted him to. Despite his time in Muken, Aizen looked upon the gathering with a familiar look of disdain and superiority. “First thing’s first though. Congratulations on your promotion to the vice-captaincy. It is of utmost importance that your efforts during our battle were recognized.”

You didn’t know if you wanted to step forward to get a better look at him or step back and run. Conflict burned in your chest and you suddenly became very aware of your surroundings. Aizen’s lingering gaze settled on you, likely a deliberate choice. You refused to squirm under his gaze and you were even more determined to show that you were over his damage to the Seireitei. To show him and yourself.

Rukia’s brow furrowed and her jaw clenched. Even from where you were standing you saw a bead of sweat appear on her temple.

“...You… were supposed to be locked away in The Muken… Yet here you are…!” If no one else would lunge at Aizen, Rukia certainly would. You couldn’t blame her. You debated that course of action as much as anyone else who was gathered. Aizen continued his unforgiving stare, his features somehow contorting into an even more smug expression.

“What can I say? You can’t keep a good man down.” His response only served to antagonize the crowd in front of him. Some things never change. You stood silent, ears burning. You dwelled on his words and you began to spiral quickly, wondering if perhaps he was right. You asked yourself if he could ever be locked away for good or if he would ever stop haunting you. The conversation and the outrage went on without you. Ikkaku noticed you, stiff and unsettled. He spoke your name gruffly.

“You good?” He asked. Yumichika glanced down at you, inspecting your body language with judging eyes. You shook your head rapidly.

“Uh, yes! I’m fine.” The two members of Squad 11 were not convinced, but you didn’t have any more time to explain.

“Tch… You sure do drive a hard bargain.”

“Leave! Now! Head back to the laboratory!” Shunsui commanded and before you could further process any of your emotions, you were running behind the rest. You dared take a look back. Aizen looked the same. He always did love playing these sorts of games. And sparing one last glance into your eyes, Aizen spoke once again.

“... Hadou Number 90… Kurohitsugi!”

soft rain tapped on the window of his dorm, the air con blowing peacefully, keeping the room cool 

you sat on his neatly made bed sitting on his plush covers as he sat on the floor, leaned back to the edge of his bed 

the two of you studied, occasionally asking each other about something but aside from that, that was it 

“Sos? Are you okay?” you glanced up when you saw him roll his shoulder, his hands brushing over his muscle in your peripheral. You had noticed this all day. “Is your shoulder hurting?” 

“it’s... fine,” you didn’t miss the short, sharp intake of air as he went back to reading a page he had been on for the past almost twenty minutes

“Is it really?” you moved to the edge of the bed sitting right in front of his shoulder 

you set your book to the side and massaged his shoulder just a bit 

“what if the surgery isn’t successful... and I have to stop swimming?” His teal eyes glistened as he turned his head up to you, meeting yours 

you didn’t know what to say. You knew how passionate Sosuke was with swimming

Swimming was his life and his future and it was like a scale. If the surgery went wrong, it could tip the scale way off balance, knocking it over. But, if the surgery was successful, it would even out the uneven balance on the scale 

“I don’t want to say it’ll all be okay nor that I don’t know and brush you off, but I think no matter what happens, I think there will be a way for you to keep swimming, even if it might not be on the world stage like you dreamed of.”

You paused your massage and wrapped your arms around his shoulders, your heads leaning into each other, his hand reaching to yours, thumb rubbing the back of your hand

“I’ll be right outside when you go in and when you come back out,” you pressed a kiss to his cheek as you played with his hands now, both of your eyes watching the ministrations 

Makoto: googles: how to be a cat

your bodies were sat close together on the metro as it zipped through the icy, wintry city 

the metro was empty for once 

the two of you shared an ear bud that played music from his phone in his pocket, your leaned on his shoulder and his on top of yours 

“How about here?” you held up your phone showing one of the restaurants nearby where the two of you were headed 

“I’m fine with anything,” he chimed. He really was since today meant that it was just the two of you. He glanced down to you, his heart swelling seeing the way your eyes focused yet your hand playing with his 

he held his hand open up to you, resting it on his leg. You swirled your fingertips in circles on his palm, occasionally tracing the length of his fingers before returning back to his palm 

your eyes were busy reading the reviews of the restaurants so the way you played with his hand was more of a subconscious thing which he found adorable

you sighed and tucked your phone away and drew your attention to his hand 

you brought your hands to his, his way bigger than yours. you pressed your palm to his, his warmth seeping in 

You traced the lines in his palms, tickling him but what he loved the most was when you did this: 

Starting from the bottom of his hand, you slid your hand into his, intertwining your fingers around his. you then pushed each of his fingers down around yours 

“Are you cold?” you looked up to him, your other hand pressed to the back of his 

“Mm-”

“I’ll keep you warm, Makoto,” you brought your intertwined hands to your lips, pressing kisses to his knuckles, instantly warming him up, especially in the face as his cheeks and ears now glowed red 

you indeed kept him warm for the rest of the day and always since the day he met you 

Rin: 

The sun painted the walls with golden and orange hues, the sky on fire outside as the sun set beyond the horizon

the same fire burning in the sky seeped into his bedroom 

You laid warmly beside Rin, your feet’s dangling off the end of his bed, laying on his arm wrapped around your form, one of your legs bent and resting over his

You were surrounded by the scent of him, his body fresh out the shower laying on his bed 

His fingers danced along your skin as the two of laid still with the world, the room filling with soft mumbles and talk about each other’s days

For brief moments, the two of your voices stopped, letting the feeling of the sun pour into the room, the feeling of each other’s touch soak into yours and his skin

The mattress dipped around the two of your weights, holding the two of you closely to each other

You could hear the faint sound of his heart beating in his chest from how you laid partially on it 

his fingers danced their way down your arm as he peered down to you, your cheek squished into his body, his heart melting in his chest seeing how at ease you were with him 

the way your eyes looked into his, his mind stopped, one of the powers you held over him 

he was entranced by everything you were, every moment he could share with you 

your hand intertwined with his as he swirled the tips of his fingers around your palm, tickling your hand 

he was worn from today’s meet, intense as always but it was nothing less of what he expected entering the world’s stage 

his chest rose and fell slowly as his consciousness drifted like the current on a sandy beach, a content smile on his lips as he felt you bring your hand up closer to your face, your lips being tenderly pushed into the back of his own 

a feeling he never wanted to go away 

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Two strong arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you into a chest. You let a small laugh out looking up at your best friend, Sosuke. You both had agreed to spend some time together, and have a sleep over and watch tons of movies. You didn’t expect him to want to cuddle though. 

“What’s funny?” 

“I just didn’t take you as the cuddling type of person.” 

“You are soft, and squishy. I like holding you.” He said and you blushed slightly and quickly looked at the movie. He smirked seeing the blush and decided to tease you.

“Did I see a blush.”

“No.”

“Liar…”

“Tsk…” You both went back to being quiet, focusing on the movie. You soon felt small kisses on your shoulder, before a bite being placed to it. You gasped softly, and blushed a darker red.

“Sosuke what are you doing?” You asked as you glanced back at him, and his teal eyes stared into your (e/c) ones. 

“I couldn’t help it…” 

“What is that suppose to mean Sosuke?” He parted from your shoulder, and quickly pushed you onto your back. Your eyes widen as he had your hands pinned by your head. 

“S-Sosuke?” He glanced down at your lips before before meeting your eyes again. 

“Can I kiss you?” He asked and you were confused but slowly nodded your head. He leaned down and captured your lips with his own. Your breath hitched slightly, as he laced both of your fingers together. You slowly began to kiss back, much to his relief. The kiss started off innocent, but it soon got heated as he bit your lip tugging on it. You parted your lips and he slipped his tongue past exploring your mouth. You squeezed his hand slightly, and he slowly parted from the kiss. 

You both were panting as he had a small smile on his face and you couldn’t help but return it. He buried his face in your breasts and wrapped his arms around your waist, finally letting your hands go. You used this chance to roam your hands through his hair causing him to relax. The movie was long forgotten, and he placed small kisses the top where some skin was showing.

“I love you (Y/N)…”

“I love you too Sosuke…”

“Good, it would have been awkward for this to be one sided, considering we are best friends.”

“No kidding.” You laughed softly and he looked at you admiring you as you laughed. He grinned coming up with an idea, but you didn’t. He quickly lifted your shirt up, and slipped his head under so he was lying directly on top of your breasts.

“Sosuke!” 

“Hmm?” He poked his head at the top of your shirt and you groaned.

“You are stretching out my shirt. You are going to rip it.”

“Oh well.” He nuzzled your neck and sighed softly. 

“Tsk, you are such a baby, and clingy.” 

“Only for you. Soft, fluffy, smooth, squishy. I can’t get enough of it.” He mumbled his hands rubbing your bare sides. 

“Sosuke, I love you but please stop before my shirt rips.” You pushed his head back into the shirt, trying to push his head out. He pouted slightly before removing his head. 

“Can I at least lay on your stomach then?” He asked and you nodded your head. He lifted your shirt just for your stomach and buried his face there. You could feel small kisses and you shook your head stroking his hair again.

“I should have videotaped you in my shirt, and sent it to Ren. He would have enjoyed it a lot.” 

“Shush, you wouldn’t dare.” He said looking up at you but his eyes widen when he realized you were recording him nuzzling your stomach. You smirked and quickly sent it to Rin.

“(Y/N)!” He huffed and you giggled slightly.

“Well, consider it pay back for getting me when I first woke up in the morning.” You said sticking your tongue out. He rolled his eyes and shrugged his shoulders.

“Fine, but at least I get the comfortable one.” He said going back to rubbing and kissing stomach. He sneakily trailed his hands to your thighs, and squeezed them a bit.

“Watch it…” You said in a warning tone and he grinned at you.

“Or what?” 

“Or no cuddles…”

“…. you don’t mean that.” 

“You think so?” You asked and he stopped and moved his hands back to your stomach.

“Sorry.” You leaned down and kissed his head. He nuzzled your stomach now, before a scream was heard. You both turned to the movie.

“I forgot we were watching horror…” You said.

“Me too…” 

“Should I… restart it?” 

“Yeah…” You reached for the remote and started it from the beginning so this time you both could focus on it. 

“Love you…” You told Sosuke and he smiled.