I feel Aizen's legs tense. I guess he thought I would be slow about taking him into my mouth. He probably assumed I'd start by licking and kissing it for a bit first, but I was hoping to maybe…speed things along with this part.

Aizen relaxes again, but I find Pride preening that I was able to cause Aizen-dono to react to me.

I let Technique take over and alternate the pressure and position of my lips and mouth as I slide up and down his massive shaft. My head moves gently in a rhythm as I slip along his length.

Ichimaru's reward for excellence is amazing. I move my legs farther apart a bit so as to let him work better. I was actually having trouble concentrating on the task at hand as his long fingers firmly stroked me, using the dampness from myself to slide all along me. I can feel him in position behind me, but with his hakama's still on, it didn't seem I had anything to worry about from back there. So I quit thinking and just let myself enjoy his ministrations.

I suck more, deep into my mouth as I begin to lose myself to Lust.

I feel a hand tangle in my hair, tighten and pull up. I raise my head and release Aizen's swollen member. My head is yanked back so that my breasts push into Aizen and my neck arches severely. I look at Aizen with my eyes wide, as much from the pain as from confusion. He looks back at me through half open eyes, and holds me in place, waiting expectantly.

Ichimaru's fingers still themselves. With my lips swollen red and glistening wet, Ichimaru brings his hand up and around and begins to run his own wet fingers along my bottom lip. He leans onto my back and begins to gently nip at the back of my neck. I can smell myself on him as he continues to stroke my lips. I gasp involuntarily as the hand in my hair tightens and Ichimaru slides his first two fingers into my mouth. As I begin to suck, Aizen smiles back lazily.

Ichimaru breathes heavily on my neck in time with his fingers sliding in and out of my mouth. His hips mold to me from behind and he pushes against me rythmetically as he lowers his forehead to rest it on my shoulder. He makes no move to release his obi or remove his hakama's though.

With Ichimaru gently rocking against me in response to my sucking, my full breasts swell and fall to the same rhythm, pushed up against Aizen's lower abs. I can feel his hard manhood between them and apparently so could he, as the expression on his face changes to that of slight concentration. I brace myself on the couch, with my hands on either side of Aizen's hips, as Ichimaru's movements cause Aizen to slip in and out of my cleavage.

Ichimaru slowly drags his fingers from my mouth and moves both his hands to my hips. With his forehead still against my shoulder, he breathes deeply a few times. As he straightens up behind me, the hand in my hair tightens yet again and drags me up along the length of Aizen.

With my breasts against his chest, I can feel the hardness of him against my flat belly. My face held in position only a few inches from Aizen's face, my eyes water from the pain in my scalp from his grip. I grit my teeth so as not to cry out. Ichimaru's hands lightly run up and down my back as he keeps me firmly trapped between Aizen's legs with his hips pressed up against me. Aizen stares deeply into my eyes, capturing me, making me feel as if I am drowning in his spirit pressure. My breath catches in my throat as I have to concentrate to breathe.

"Now" he commands

Ichimaru leans back slightly to allow me room to move my legs up and over as I climb to mount Aizen.

With the release of my hair I shake it back to try and ease the pain in my scalp. I straddle Aizen's waist and I hear Ichimaru move away from behind me. With one hand casually behind his head, Aizen leans back farther to watch me. He lets his other hand lightly stroke along my thigh, where Pleasure is more than happy to play. With a final dark look up at me in acknowledgement, I move up slightly and take him into my hand as I guide him in.

The immediate friction causes Lust to rage.

The first deep plunge causes me to gasp and I involuntarily lean forward, splaying both my hands onto Aizen's chest to lessen the depth. My head snaps up, and my coppery eyes lock onto his. He stares back at me hiding his emotions well, but his pupils are large and I can feel the small tremor that just went through him. I lower my gaze away from his and I slowly straighten back up trying to mentally as well as physically distance myself from him.

But a low moan wants to escape from me as my hips shift lower. I move myself back up but Lust takes over and forces me back down. Again I feel the fullness in my belly as I envelope him. My back arches slightly to accommodate the full length of him and I nestle fully down onto him. The fire that is shooting through my whole body now is making my head swim and I lean my hands back and brace myself against his open thighs.

As Lust continues to make my hips pump slowly on their own accord. I look up at the ceiling trying to not enjoy this, trying to remember the reason why this was bad, trying to remember the danger involved with this.

Lust chimes in and says if we do have to die tonight, could there BE any better way?

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With my head tilted back staring at the ceiling at an attempt at escape, my back is arched, my hands are behind me braced on his thighs, and as my traitorous hips slowly rock, my rounded breasts sway with the motion. My golden skin begins to glisten slightly with the heat building in me as I continue to move deeply against Aizen. My chin points up as I close my eyes and let my mind succumb to Lust, just feeling the pleasure of the moment, as I slip down over his manhood over and over. I arch even further in an attempt to take even more of him into me, my long ponytail almost brushing the ground between his feet. My nipples are hard from the sparks of Pleasure shooting through me from the friction of him inside me and as they point heavenward, I can only imagine the view of them moving atop my large firm breasts.

I feel him shift underneath me and I move with him, raising back up off my hands. Straight above him again, I steal a glance at him and he indolently smiles back.

I shy away from his gaze and in my attempt to look elsewhere, I realize that Ichimaru was no longer in the immediate vicinity. Apprehension steals through me and I start to turn my head to look around for him. Aizen immediately snatches both my hands from off my thighs and pulls them hard, to around his neck. Surprised, I find myself laying against the full length of him, my face close to his with my eyes wide and the slight pain in my captured wrists causing me to gasp. Aizen calmly regards me for a few heartbeats before saying with a teasing smile,

"Patience Mija-kun, he will return to you shortly"

Fluster and Outrage mentally yell at Aizen for implying that I missed Ichimaru, but Apprehension wins out with the question that is gnawing at my belly,

Where had Ichimaru gone? And more importantly, what would happen when he returned?