O-K-A-Y.
Here it is, chapter five. Just a warning: It's gonna get weirder. So there ya go.
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Touch of a Demon:
Chapter Five:
Hazed
" Where is my sister?"
Aizen watched Loli plead with him. She missed her sister. She was on her knees, the way he preferred her. Tears flowing from her eyes. She had been there for quite some time. In the corner Gin was wondering just how long Aizen would let this play out. The clock ticked by and still Loli pleaded.
" Loli, what makes you think I would tell you?" Aizen cooed softly. She looked up, her eyes fiery and red rimmed. In seconds her mouth dropped and she stared ahead blankly. Aizen stared back out at her as she lifted herself up.
" Nothing, Aizen-Sama." She turned on her heel and stumbled out the door, closing it quickly behind her.
" Well that was entertaining wasn't it Gin?" The older man said to the dark figure.
" I suppose. I would have just lopped her head off...her voice makes my bones shake. It's annoying."
Aizen stood from his chair and approached Gin. His eyes staring directly into Gins closed cold ones.
" You need a woman Gin. Perhaps a female arrancar?" Aizen tilted his head.
" Ah yes, that would be good. Let us talk Gin." Aizen motioned Gin to follow him as he retreated towards his room.
" So Gin," Aizen began, sitting down on his bed, " What do you look for in a woman?"
The question couldn't go unanswered. Gin leaned against the wall and thought.
" I like smart girls. Smart and fit. Why do you ask?" He queried.
" I was thinking of finding a woman for you. What would you prefer, arrancar or human?"
" Arrancar." Of course he wanted a soul reaper. A specific soul reaper. But he would never be allowed. Never in a million years.
" Yes. They are much more powerful than humans. Smart girls pose a problem though, she would want independence." Aizen said.
" You had suggested a playmate Aizen-Sama. Not love." Gin stated matter-of-factly. His overseer simply smiled.
" Of course. Any specific details Gin?"
"...Small. Black hair."
" And the eyes?" Aizen questioned.
"...Anything but blue." Gin said. Images already flooding his distorted mind.
" Anything but blue." Aizen smiled.
Orihime had been laying on her couch, her eyes wide and desert dry. Her body swelled with yearning. Yearning for him. She held her legs together and tried to sleep but she couldn't close her eyes. The dream...no...nightmare. It couldn't be. Was she already giving in? She pressed the pillow between her knees and tried to quell her desire.
She closed her eyes and prayed to the God she so faintly believed in to make it go away.
That was how he found her.
Ulquiorra had knocked loud enough for Orihime to hear him. But there had been no reply. He had opened the door and there she lay. In utter glory....
The scent that assaulted his senses was a sweet sweaty smell. One he was familiar with. One that seemed to cage itself in Aizens bedroom. Ulquiorra looked down at Orihimes pale figure on the couch. Her fingers were clenched onto a pillow, her cheeks flushed and a small blush on her round cheeks.
Her hair had fallen over her brow and small strands flitted out with each deep breath she took.
" Inoue." He called. Her finger twitched but she remained still. He walked over to her and lightly pressed his finger to her forehead. She was burning. He prodded her and her eyes snapped open. Her hazy eyes focused in on him and the tears spilled forth. He straightened his back and turned away from her.
" What would you have me do?" He asked her. She hiccuped in her efforts to speak and turned a pink face towards him. What she said next left him breathless...if he had any breath really. He was shocked and never saw it coming.
" Soothe me." She whimpered. He stared blankly at her as she wiped her eyes as more tears threatened. He was about to object, but she slipped the belt off of her uniform. She looked utterly defeated and weary. He couldn't deny the desire he felt when she reached behind her and began to undo the laces that held her corset together.
He was behind her in an instant, her hands clasped in his, her shirt already halfway undone.
" It is not me you wish to soothe you." He whispered into her ear.
" I refuse to show him my desire. I cannot." She cried out.
" I can't show him how much he affected me. I will not show him my tears." She continued, she twisted in his grasp slightly until her face was below his at a strange angle.
" Please." She whispered. With a shrug of a shoulder her corset fell to the floor and his resolve broke. It wasn't like he was holding it back or anything.
Aizen had been quick to put his plans in action....apparently. When Gin had stepped into his room he was greeted with the sight of a beautiful arrancar. She had very short black hair that framed her face. Her eyes were a strange yellow-ish pink and she was very pale. He stepped past his doorway and closed the door. She was sitting in one of his white chairs, practically nude, save for a black robe that wasn't tied. He couldn't see her petite chest, but he could tell that it was most exquisite.
" Hello." He smiled cheerfully. She didn't look at him. She stared ahead, her chest rising rapidly. He decided to be frank with her. Despite his desire to be with Rangiku, this girl was entirely opposite. Very serious he could tell. Why not have fun? He approached her and stood before her, kneeling down. He let his head drop as he smirked. She still didn't look at him.
" Are you a statue?" He asked. She didn't react. He quickly reached forward and parted the robe, exposing her breasts—for a brief moment. He was at the other end of the room before he could blink. He hit the wall and landed roughly on his knees, unprepared for the attack. He looked up and saw her standing, her back to him. Her hands were clenched into fists and a strange aura surrounded them.
She was powerful!
" My my, you are quite fast." He challenged her. Before she had the chance to turn around he had her pinned face first into the wall. Her delicate hands were held securely between his own in between their bodies. He held her body still with his. Her little growls were more exciting to him than he could have expected. Aizen had done his homework.
" I'm faster." Gin smiled into her hair. He leaned down and quickly licked her shoulder. Her scream reverberated on the walls.
She was behind him suddenly, holding him in the same position.
" I'm faster." She hissed. He let his cheek rest against the cold wall. Her voice was quite low and that excited him even more.
" Do your worst darling." He purred. His head was slammed into the wall and his body was thrown backwards, landing him on the couch awkwardly. He rubbed his head and smiled at her. She was sitting in the chair again with her eyes closed. He watched curiously for a moment until her eyes focused on him and her face brightened with a beautiful smile.
" My name is Arien Delou." She closed her lips and leaned to one side. He perked up and rested his head on his hand.
" Gin. Nice ta meet ya." He was confused at her change. He would have to ask her later. Possibly to express dominance. He laughed out loud and watched her face return to the one he was accustomed to.
" No sweet talk for us then." She said. Tying her robe together she turned from him.
" I am Arien," She began again, "And I am your evenings amusement." He flinched at her words, so full of venom and anger. She disappeared into the kitchen and he was left in the living room without a grin and with a huge bump on his head. Aizen had sent him a bitch. And a powerful one at that...how wonderful.
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Ulquiorra walked Orihime through a door she hadn't noticed. He held her above the ground with one arm and laid her on the bed. Without eye contact, he lowered himself upon her, bringing his lips to her breasts. She fidgeted shamefully and saw the open door she had come through.
" Where did this room come from?" She asked, her words jumpy at his actions. Ulquiorra continued on for some time before looking up at her with a pair of bright hazy green eyes.
" It has been waiting for you." He replied. She stared at him.
" What do you mean?" Ulquiorra pressed his weight onto her and let his tongue travel from the crease of her breasts to her mouth.
" Your obedience." And with that, he lowered his lips.
There ya go! Haha! I don't like flames. So don't flame me ok? Laterz!
Ps this was 1555 words and four pages. I'd say it was pretty good.