As my hakama's puddle to the floor, Ichimaru lets his hand roam over my hip and flank. Removing his arm from around my neck, he quickly shrugs out of both layers of his kimono's one arm at a time and lets them fall to the ground. Embracing me from behind, around my neck again, his powerful arms wrap around me. One moves high and the other low as he lets his fingers once again tease my neck while the other moves down to cup one full breast. Letting his thumb flick over a taunt blushing nipple he slides his other hand up to my lips. Leaning closer to my ear he whispers,
"I told yo' I'd make yo' like this"
He looks over my shoulder around at me, to watch, as he moves his thumb over my lips. He allows the lightest of touches across my lips and they in turn tremble in response. Rolling my nipple between his fingers, shivers shoot through me and my lips part as a gasp escapes me. Sliding his forefinger into my mouth, he rubs wetness onto my lips as his other hand continues to circle the tip of my breast. He switches and works my other tender nipple until it's just as hard. I find my body arching under his touch and my breath catch as he continues to stroke me steadily. I can feel warmth spread between my legs as Aizen watches my body respond to Ichimaru's skillful fingers. I look anywhere but at Aizen as slight tremors continue to shoot through my body.
But I cant help but notice, Aizen is leaning back on the couch, his feet spread open and his hands resting in his lap with his short white kimono positioned…just so.
"Down, lil miss 18" Ichimaru commands.
As he gently drags me with him to the ground, he guides me into position between Aizen's spread legs. I gather my feet beneath me in an attempt at some sort of decorum as Ichimaru takes up position behind me on his knees also, with his thighs split, one on each side of me. Even with his hakama's still on, I can feel him, all of him, behind me. His hands light upon my skin, he leans forward and with light sarcasm in his voice he asks
"Do I really need to instruct yo' further?"
I hesitantly look up at Aizen and he looks back down at me coolly. My emotions may have been locked away but I still feel lead in my belly. I wasn't scared of the act of sex, hell this could be fun… if it was'nt for that whole death part.
The fact that those "others" Aizen had referred to, had never been seen again. Their deaths had been assumed. Ichimaru's words play though my head again and I wonder if I can trust him though.
Ichimaru moves his hands around to tease my breasts again. Leaning into me he pushes me closer and with a grin in his voice says,
"Don't be shy now"
My hand trembles as I very carefully place it on Aizen's thigh, Ichimaru rewards me by moving a hand lower and taunting the skin just to the inside of my hipbone. Aizen continues his cool regard of me. Very slowly I place my other hand on his other thigh. Aizen allows a small smile to begin playing along his lips. With both my nipples teased to fullness, Ichimaru moves his other hand lower as well.
OGAWDS I couldn't believe I was about to do this…wasn't I just in my quarters not two hours ago, safe and alone?
I raise up off my feet so the front of my thighs were touching the front of the couch. Ichimaru follows me up and shifts closer so as to still be along my back. He lets his fingers play along the edge of all that's important to me, as I steel myself for my next move. I slide my hands slowly up Aizen's thighs and as I encounter the edge of his kimono, I pause. He shifts his hands off his lap and waits. For once I eagerly look at Aizen's eyes so as to prevent from having to look…down, as I begin to reposition the cloth out of the way.
WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING?
Looking into Aizen's eyes made me instantly feel like the prey that I was. His cool manner with the smug smile and confident air, destroyed me. I just stayed there looking into the bewitching eyes of the snake, feeling like the trapped bird that I was.
Make that two snakes, as the other slithered both his arms around me to stroke the delicate skin beneath my belly, his tongue darted along my ear and jaw.
Ichimaru bites me roughly on the earlobe.
"Lil miss 18... quit daydreaming"
Instantly back in reality I discover the error of my ways and simply resign myself to look down.
I unconsciously lick my lips in reaction to nerves, but I could feel the deep quiet laugh in Ichimaru's chest as he comments into my ear,
"Oi, that's the way now"
I move my hands into position at the base of it and begin to move them along the length. Brushing my thumb over the tip again and again, I let my other hand continue up and down. Pride was dragged out caveman style by Lust and I started to actually put some thought into it. It' not like I hadn't done this plenty of times before, I could at least leave a …lasting impression.
Ichimaru was nibbling at my neck and shoulder with his lips as he watched my hands work. His fingers were beginning to become busier also, as they reached farther down.
I very carefully stole a look at Aizen through my eyelashes and he still hadn't really moved, just cocked his head a bit to the right and continued to watch my face.
Pride and Technique were beginning to plot.
I moved both hands lower and placed both thumbs along the underside and squeezing firmly began to move my hands up, when I reached the top I let them both rub the tip gently before going back down and repeating.
Ichimaru started his own technique of rubbing a tip and my hands completely stop at the shock of him massaging me. He only has one finger very gently moving back and forth, but its enough to make time stand still momentarily. Lust dances in excitement.
He moves his other hand up to wrap into my hair again. Very firmly he starts pushing my head forward and down. When I'm inches from Aizen, Ichimaru lets up the pressure and lets me move at my own pace, but holds my ponytail back and to the side. With one last mental shrug I move both hands down and envelope him into my mouth.
Finally Aizen moves.