I felt lips press softly against my head as I woke up. I smiled lightly looking up at Aizen, pressing my lips to his. As our lips connected I felt like I was falling to a blissful oblivion where nothing mattered and nothing could hurt me. As our lips parted he smiled down at me gently. A look passing through his eyes that in waking life I'd never see. I ran my hand over his bare torso, allowing my fingers to trail softly of the smooth vast expanses.
"Mommy! Daddy!" A little voice cried climbing into the bed.
Little knees collided with Aizen as a cute 3 year old brunette bounced up and down excitedly. I had to stifle the laugh that threatened to spill over as he was winded. The girl held a wooden sword way to big for her to be swinging around.
Whack!
This time I burst out in a violent fit of laughter as the wooden sword made contact with the side of Aizen's head. He rubbed it gingerly.
"Oops. Sorry I killed you, Daddy." She said grinning at my laughs of joy.
"Who gave you that?" I asked trying to fight off the last of the side pain.
"Grimmjow." She said picking it back up.
"Well, go fight him, Daddy isn't awake enough yet." I said pushing the sword away before it could hit Aizen again.
"Okay!" She all but shouted as she climbed down and ran out the door.
"So you think that was funny?" He asked suddenly on top of me.
"And if I did?" I snarked.
Quicker than I could react his lips were on my neck sending chills through my body. Then his lips parted some and began blowing air on the spot just under my ear. I started laughing as the ticklish sensation ran though my body.
"Libra, I love you." He whispered in my ear.
"I love you too, my King." I said placing my lips against his.
Everything had turned out so right. Nikki was growing up to be somewhat spoiled though.