~Rangiku~

I can tell how red my face is. I want to look away, to hide my blush, but I can't. I watch as Aizen, my calligraphy teacher, the man I fantasize about, touches me. I look away shamefully as I admit to my inexperience. I snap out of calling myself a failure and look back at him as I realize he is speaking.

"Don't worry," I smile as I feel the smoothness of his palm against my cheek. "I promise to be gentle."

I sigh pleasurably as his hand makes its way from my cheek to my breast. As he mutters sweet, poetic nothings into my ear, his teeth nibbling my flesh, he lightly outlines my boob. His circling motion becomes tighter and tighter until his fingers are teasing my nipple. I gasp and try to grab his hand, but he restrains me, telling me to be patient. His mouth leaves my neck and clamps to my other breast, his tongue dancing out over my hardened nub as his hand moves down my ribcage and to my abdomen. I shudder at the feel.

"Wha—what are you doing?"

Aizen glances up, smiling comfortingly. "Shh; my dear, sweet Rangiku. Let me help your blossom to bloom, that way you feel less pain when I fill you."

A shiver of anticipation, and fear, courses through my already shaky body. I feel his fingers travel down further, over my shaven mound, as his lips return to my bosom. I bite my tongue as his fingers dip into my wetness, gently searching for something. I cry out as a feeling like lightning shoots through me, and my back stiffens. Aizen's face looks up, brightening as his eyes fall on mine.

"And this, my dear, is your flower. In technical terms, it's called your clit."

I only whimper in response. His fingers begin to flick back and forth, causing me to squirm with pleasure. A heat builds within my abdomen, like a coiling spring building tension, and it's so intense I cannot help but pant. Aizen quickens his fingering, playing me as if I were his harp and he a skilled musician. I squeeze my eyes shut, trying not to scream.

"A-Aizen! I- I feel strange."

The Captain's other hand brushes back my hair and he kisses my temple. "Calm down, Ran. You're just getting close to breaking, that's all."

Before I can ask what he means, I feel his finger inserted into me. A whimper is caught in my throat as Aizen twists his finger, exploring the inside walls of my cavern. Before long, my whimper turns to a moan of delight and I relax, allowing Aizen to continue. He gently adds another finger, coaxing me to widen. I grimace, but I don't resist. Finally, after what seems a lifetime of suspense, his digits are suddenly removed.

"Okay, Rangiku, are you ready?"

I nod, eyes wide, still not sure quite what to expect.

Aizen smiles, head shaking as he makes a tsking sound. "I want to hear that melodious voice of yours say you want me."

"Captain Aizen, please. I- I think I'm ready."

"Well then, let me introduce you to pure bliss."

~Aizen~

I watch her nod shyly, spreading her legs wide to grant me passage. As I position myself, I allow my mind to capture the entrancing image before me: Rangiku's heavenly body spread on the bed, almost begging me to take her. I teasingly rub my head against her clit, causing her body to quiver. Then, just before she can possibly protest to my teasing, I slowly begin to enter her, the sides of her cavern tightening around my length. I wait for it to subside before continuing, her face set in a pained, yet pleasurable, grimace.

Once fully inside, I pause, letting her body adjust to the unfamiliar presence of me. "Are you alright, dear Rangiku?" I ask, one hand resting on her hip, the other stroking her cheek tenderly, trying to comfort her. She nods quickly, obviously at a loss for words. With that, I begin to thrust into her, slowly and gently, slowed more by her insides constricting around me.

She moans slightly after a moment, getting used to the feeling of me inside her. I feel her nails dig into my arms as she grabs a hold of me, biting her lip so as not to cry out. Smiling, I pick up my pace, feeling her loosen ever so slightly.

I lift my torso somewhat, taking in Rangiku's form as I continue to show her the true meaning of pleasure. And what a sight it is, a perfect vision of physical beauty. I can only see her legs from the thighs to her knees as she wraps them around my waist. Her face is contorted in a lovely combination of pleasure and pain from inexperience. However, what I take most notice in is her breasts, bouncing wildly in time with my thrusts.

The very image nearly pushes me over the edge. I can't let this end yet! I think, willing myself to hold off my climax. My thrusts start becoming rather rough, my body being filled with a sensation I'd never had before. Rangiku's body feels like heaven to me, and I just can't seem to stop.

"C-Captain Aizen!" I hear her moan beneath me, face red, a thin layer of sweat forming upon her brow. "I d-don't know how much more I can take!"

I begin to slow my motions, and I eventually come to a stop. Slowly, agonizingly slowly, I pull out of her. Her eyes open, looking up at me in innocent confusion, and a soft whimper escapes her lips. I rest my hand lightly on her cheek, smiling reassuringly.

"Rangiku," I say warmly, my chestnut eyes meeting hers. "I want you to feel everything in our time here. So, it is your turn to take control."

I move over, lying next to her angelic figure on the bed. After getting her to understand my meaning, I her into my lap so we can continue.