Well, its a marvelous night for a moondance
With the stars up above in your eyes
A fantabulous night to make romance
'Neath the cover of October skies
Gin wrapped his arms around himself, shivering slightly, though his smile faltered if only for a second. It was a chilly night, though the sky was clear enough so that all the stars shone above, twinkling as if they knew secrets.
"Why are we out here again?" the silver haired man inquired. "And in the human world, no less?"
Aizen turned, a few steps ahead of Gin, a sparkle in his eye that reminded Gin of the stars above them, and a gentle smile on his face.
"Because."
And all the leaves on the trees are falling
To the sound of the breezes that blow
And I'm trying to please to the calling
Of your heart-strings that play soft and low
"Don't you love fall?"
"I guess." Gin said, raising one eyebrow, though he was rather used to Aizen's odd ramblings.
"The reds and browns and yellows play such a beautiful symphony." Aizen mused, as a leaf brushed past, and he caught it between his fingers. "They inspire hope… that death is pleasant."
"A pleasant death? How silly."
"Indeed."
Can I just have one a more moondance with you, my love
Can I just make some more romance with a-you, my love
"This is it?"
"Yes."
It was a simple grass covered knoll, nothing impressive save for the beautiful view of the full moon, which had risen, casting a unearthly glow that made everything seem tinged with white.
"And I was expecting something… more impressive."
"Sometimes the simplest things are the best." Aizen said.
Gin sat, his feet slightly tired from the long walk. He was surprised to find his captain sitting down next to him, and turned to glance at him.
"What color is the moon, Gin?"
Gin blinked. "Aizen, you're acting rather strange tonight, if I say so myself. Something wrong?"
"No, just a question. What color is the moon?"
Gin paused, staring at the round object above him.
"It's white."
A small gasp escaped his lips as he was pressed to the ground, Aizen on top of him, their lips just inches away from each other's.
"I think it's silver. And that's the most beautiful color in the world."
Well, I wanna make love to you tonight
I can't wait till the morning has come
And I know that the time is just right
And straight into my arms you will run
Gin's smile, in his surprise, vanished for only a second as Aizen's hands crept up Gin's jacket, warm against the skin underneath, sending shivers up his spine. The man's lips were gentle, and his tongue quickly found entrance into Gin's mouth, causing the silver haired man to let out a small moan.
"Aizen, what're you-?"
"Don't ask questions. It ruins the mood."
Gin felt a hand slip down his pants, and his grin vanished again as he gripped Aizen's arms, biting his lip to keep from making any sounds.
"A-Aizen!" came the slight whisper as lips were placed gently against Gin's pale neck, teeth nibbling slightly at the skin.
And when you come my heart will be waiting
To make sure that you're never alone
There and then all my dreams will come true, dear
There and then I will make you my own
"Did you think you could really hide your feelings for me, Gin?"
Gin felt the cool grass suddenly tickle against his bare skin as Aizen removed his clothes, slowly, seductively, making him tremble in anticipation. How easily his constant cool façade had been broken, and how teasingly the face in the moon seemed to grin down at them.
"I… I thought…"
"Sometimes the simplest things are best. Turn over."
And every time I touch you, you just tremble inside Can I just have one a more moondance with you, my love
And I know how much you want me that you can't hide
Can I just make some more romance with a-you, my love