Aizen
Prompt : "sorry... I didn't mean to call you that"
"don't come until I tell you too"
You had stayed behind after office hours to help your Captain catch up on his paperwork. You had overheard the conversation between Captain Aizen and Lieutenant Hinamori as he sent her home early, clearly struggling with what appeared to be a particularly bad flu. Lieutenant Hinamori's sniffly protests were quickly silenced by Captain Aizens deep and sultry tone, promising that he could manage one late night without her help.
"I can help you Captain". Your voice unexpectedly joined the room, as your own eyes widened in surprise
you hadn't ment to say that out loud
Captain Aizens eyes fell on you, seemingly searching into your very soul, for what, you couldn't place. Slowly they caressed your body, starting at your legs, travelling slowly up every curve until they stopped to stare into your eyes
"L/N-chan". He had smiled sweetly at you, soft brown eyes enhanced by square glasses freezing you to the spot as a chill ran through you "are you sure you have nothing better to do with your evening?"
You watched captivated as his tongue swept out, barely noticeable, to run across his bottom lip. His smile was small, kind. His eyes however, were intense and focused, watching you intently as you tried to grasp hold of yourself
"I don't mind, sir. I've not got anything planned for tonight"
That was a lie. You had planned to go to the shopping district to find yourself a new book, having finished your last one. Suddenly the prospect of a new book seemed unimportant now that you had the chance to spend some one on one time with the Captain that had captivated your most secret of fantasies.
You could feel your cheeks begin to warm and silently prayed that you weren't glowing a brilliant red. Captain Aizen watched you for a moment more before turning to his Lieutenant, unassuming smile back on his handsome face
"now head home, Hinamori-chan. Get yourself better" he laid a large hand on her shoulder, squeezing it momentarily as she gazed up at him adoringly, a familiar look that you often catch on your own face when seeing your Captain
That's how you ended up seated at a large, dark wooden desk opposite your Captain in the otherwise empty work barracks. The sun had long since set, it was a cloudy night and without the shine of the moon, Captain Aizen had lit some candles to illuminate the space.
The scratching of quills on paper, the distant wind and the small crackle of the flames were all that could be heard in the office. Your heart beat heavily in your chest as your eyes left the paperwork for the numerous time that evening to catch a glimpse of the Captain bathed in candle light.
One large hand laid flat on his desk as he easily wrote his report. His strong jaw was cast in shadow as his head tilted down. You watched transfixed as his hand left the desk to push his glasses back up his nose to a more comfortable position and your mouth went dry
From the first time you had seen Captain Aizen, guest lecturing at the academy you had been infatuated with him. Tall, powerful frame. His kind, deep chocolate eyes framed by dark rimmed glasses. His dark, devil may care hair, falling softly on his face. There wasn't much you didn't find attractive about him.
When he had began his lecture, a shiver went down your spine at the deep sultry tone. You began to fantasise about him, touching you, whispering dirtily into your ear. The fantasies only grew more intense when you joined his division and got to see him every day
You had wondered how he would be in bed. If he would be sweet and loving, taking care of your every need as he held you close. You had even wondered if he had any other.. more interesting kinks
I wonder if he likes being called daddy?
You almost snorted at the thought, thinking such things in work.
"YN chan?" Captain Aizens voice pulled you from your day dreaming, only to realise you had been staring at him the entire time. He had a small smile playing on his lips as he raised an amused eyebrow. "Do you feel well?"
"yes! Sorry, I got lost in thought" you babbled quickly, embarrassed at being caught staring
"thank goodness. I had worried you had caught what Hinamori is suffering through." His smile widened as he put down his quill to clasps his hands together on the desk"your cheeks are becoming awfully red"
You screamed internally. Cursing how easily you became embarrassed and how obvious it showed on your pale skin
"No sir" you said quietly, averting your eyes "just got distracted"
"understandable, it's become quite late." His voice sounded lower, gruffer. "It's nearly midnight"
Your head snapped up at that. Midnight?! How long have I been staring?! You thought mortified
"thank you for your help, YN chan, but perhaps it's time for you to head home to bed"
"I don't mind finishing" you offered weakly, glancing at the still unfinished paperwork sat between you. Aizen shook his head gently, picking his quill back up
"Im afraid I must insist. I cannot be responsible for keeping you up all night" he said distracted, concentrating on his work once more
I actually wouldn't mind you keeping me up all night. The intrusive thought brought a flush to your face. Standing abruptly, you bowed low to your Captain. "Thank you, daddy"
Your eyes widened significantly as the word tumbled out of your mouth. Staring at the wooden floor below you, you prayed frantically
Please say that didn't happen. Please don't let him have heard me
The sound of the quill hitting the desk was deafening. As you straightened up you saw Captain Aizen staring at you, a mixture of amusement and shock over his handsome features. There was something else, deep in his eyes that you couldn't make out
"im sorry" you stutter out quickly, barely above a whisper "I didn't mean to call you that"
Bowing again quickly, you turned on your heel and made your way to the office door as quick as you could without running. You felt humiliated, angrily cursing yourself for not thinking before you spoke
"YN" your Captains gravely voice stopped you as your trembling fingers brushed the brass door handle. You stopped, closing your eyes dreading what would happen next "take a seat"
Unable to refuse the command of a Captain, you turned to walk slowly back to your previous seat, eyes firmly fixed to the floor. Just as your hand began to pull your chair back, he spoke again
"not there" the sound of a chair being dragged against the floor "here"
Your eyes snapped up, wide and confused. He tapped his thigh twice, indicating where he wanted you to sit. "Now, YN" he spoke softly, but the command got you moving. Your legs started to shake as you walked around the desk, breathing heavily through your nose.
Aizen turned in his seat as you approached, watching you intently. You came to a stop in front of him, body trembling with nerves and a little excitement. Aizen swiped his hand above his lap, a welcoming gesture offering the space
"Captain Aizen.. I." You started, painfully awkward. Were you really expected to sit on his lap? Surly this was some kind of joke, the moment you sit down he would surly laugh at you.
"do not make me repeat myself for a third time" he said in a clipped manor, eyes flashing dangerously. You turned immediately, lowering yourself gently to perch on his lap, trying to keep most of your weight supported on your two feet tip toeing on the floor. Staring straight ahead, you waited with held breath as you gripped the cloth on your thighs tightly with both hands
"good girl" Aizen muttered near your ear as he push your hair to fall over one shoulder, his breath ghosted over your ear making you squirm expectantly. Large hands settled on your waist, gripping them firmly and halting your movements
"stay still" Aizen growled lowly into your ear. Your breath hitched as you fought the urge to push your thighs together,desperately wanting some friction. His grip on your hips pulled you further onto his lap as his lips began leaving teasing kisses down your neck. Gasping at the sensation your eyes closed automatically to savour the feeling.
"do you want me to take care of you?" You heard Aizen utter as he pulled the neckline of your top over, kissing the shoulder he created access too. Your lust filled brain wanted nothing more than that
"yes" you breath as you tilted your head to the side to expose more skin
"yes, what?" He asked you, pulling back and denying you his touch
"yes..please?" The whine in your voice evident to your own ears
"try again" Aizens cold voice sounded out demandingly
You turn to look at him over your shoulder, unsure of what he was wanting. His usual warm brown eyes were hardened, staring at you expectantly. Apology about to fall from your lips was silenced as his hand came up to cup your flushed cheek, his thumb ran across your bottom lip
"who are you addressing, YN?"
"yes..Daddy"
"good girl" he praised you, using his thumb to pull down your lower lip and watching it spring back into place. "Stand"
You raise to your feet quickly, heart beating rapidly in your chest. Not daring to turn around, You could feel Aizen stand behind you, hear the sound of his chair being pushed away to the side. You jumped at the feel of a large hand caress over the swell of your clothed ass, a small squeak leaving your lips. The hand traveled to your hip, following the contour down to your thigh. A burning trail left in the wake of the inquisitive palm.
The hand left you and you let out a shaky breath. The shuffling of papers had your head tilting to the side, you watched as the Captain cleared room on his desk before removing his glasses and placing them in the draw. The snap of the wooden draw closing had you jolting back round, staring ahead obediently. You heard Aizens soft footsteps before you saw him, slowly he stalked around you, eyes fixated on your body like a predator ready to pounce on their willing prey.
With the glasses removed, Aizens face seemed more defined. The sharp lines of his jaw and cheekbones more pronounced, flickering candles casting sinister shadows over his face. The usual fall of his hair was slicked back, a rouge strand falling over his intense eyes. You swallowed thickly at the sight
He stood before you, intently studying your form, arms crossed over his chest, Aizen propped a thumb under his chin, finger ghosting over his own lips deep in thought. Your cheeks reddened Under his scrutiny.
"Remove your clothing" removing his glasses seemed to have changed his whole persona, not only does he now look angular and dominating, even his voice had taken on a darker tone. You're unable to tear away your gaze from his powerful eye contact, slowly your limbs move to do as commanded. Your arms felt heavy, uncoordinated as you fumble with your sash.
Fingers felt numb as you tried to loosen the knot. Aizen watched as you struggled, seemingly enjoying the effect he was having on you. Mercifully the knot loosened, allowing you to pull it free and loosening the wrap of your Black Kosode. You peeled it from your rapidly heating body, dropping it to the floor.
Aizens eyes raked over the exposed skin, studying the swell of your breasts sat perkily in your black lacy bra. You could feel as your nipples hardened under his hungry look, brushing against the course netting of your bra. You hooked your fingers into the waist band of your Hakama, shimmying it over your full hips to fall in a pool at your feet. Aizen offered you a large hand to step out from the fabric. Your hand trembled in his own, strong hand. Stepping free, you kicked off your tabi and waraji, Aizen dropped your hand to fall back at your side
You we're thankful you had decided to wear matching underwear this morning as his eyes fixated at the juncture between your thighs. The small Material became damp, sticking uncomfortably to your skin. Your thighs squeezed together in an attempt to ease the need you felt between your legs, earning for friction. Your skin prickled as goosebumps erupted at the slight chill in the room.
Aizen stalked forward, circling you slowly. You felt him stop behind you, his breath ghosted over your hair sending a shiver down your spine. You felt his fingers brush against your bra strap, running his finger along the edge. Your eyes closed as you felt him undo the clasp, felt the relief from your breasts escaping their prison. Slowly he pushed a strap down your arm, stroking the skin as he went before doing the same to the other side. Your bra followed the rest of your attire, left forgotten on the floor.
Stood only in your panties you felt a flush of embarrassment flow through you, every imperfection laid bare for your Captain to whiteness. Seconds stretched out painfully in silence though you couldn't find the strength to turn around. Something landing heavily at your side startled you. You peeked down to see your Captains white coat on the floor with your belongings.
The rest of his uniform quickly followed, excitement filled you when the last item hit the floor. The subject of your infatuation was stood behind you naked. Saliva increased in volume in your mouth, literally salivating at the idea.
"Turn" the single command broke the silence. You obey eagerly, turning to see the gloriously naked form of Sousuke Aizen, leaning on the side of his desk, hips jutted out invitingly. Your eyes dropped down to his arousal, thick and swollen with need. The phallic looked smooth and heavy, it twitched excitedly at your intensive look.
"kneel" your eyes snapped back up to meet his own, a perfectly sculpted eyebrow raised expectantly at your hesitation. "Now, YN"
You hurriedly took a step forward before dropping to your knees. Eye level with his hardened length, musky masculine smell reached your nose. Your tongue darted out to moisten your dry lips.
"open". You willing opened your mouth, forming the perfect O. Aizen inched closer to you, rubbing the bulbous head across your bottom lip teasingly. A drop of precum stained your lips, your tongue darted out to taste the moisture. Subtly salty, it made your mouth water. Aizen pushed into your willing mouth, cock gliding over your tongue. You felt the silky skin with your tongue, tentatively tasting his length.
Aizen sucked in a harsh breath above you, hips bucking his length further into your mouth. Taking it as a sign to continue you pull him further into your mouth, hollowing your cheeks and sucking gently. Aizen smoothed down your hair, pulling it away from your face to hold loosely behind your head in a make shift ponytail. You set the pace, sucking on his cock softly, massaging the length liberally with your tongue. Your head pulled back at a tortuous pace, swirling your wet appendage around the leaking head.
Aizen endured your pace, strong thighs spread in front of you, twitching deliciously during a slow drag of your mouth. Your hands reached out to hold the powerful muscles, raking your nails over his taut skin. Wet slurps mingled with quiet the grunts that managed to escape his control.
The grip on your hair tightened unexpectedly, Aizens feet spread, planting securely on the floor were the only warning you had before Aizen took control. Pushing your head onto his cock as he thrusted forward, Aizen fucked your mouth with the soul purpose of pleasing himself. Breathing heavily through your nose, you try to relax your jaw, giving him free reign to use your mouth.
A quick snap of his hips had you gagging loudly, his erection hitting the back of your throat harshly. Aizen groaned at the noise, eagerly pushing himself further into your throat. Your nails dug into his thighs, clawing at something to hold. "You can take it" his words pulled your eyes upwards, locking into his own. Nearly black with lust he watched you intently as he pushed himself into your mouth to the hilt and holding himself there.
The head of his cock squeezed its way to the back of your throat, making it difficult to breath. Fighting back a threatening gag, you fight the panic of the loss of air, willing yourself to relax. Aizen kept you in place with a firm grip on your hair, the strands tugging painfully at your scalp. The lack of oxygen was becoming to much, your eyes watered at the burn, a tear pulled from your lashes, trailing wetly down your cheek.
Struggling in his grasp, you tried pulling yourself from the intrusive length in your throat. Swallowing thickly around the mass, your throat contrasted in the effort to remove the invading rod. You clawed at Aizens thighs, desperately looking into his cold gaze, begging for release. Just when you thought Aizen wouldn't hear your pleas he pulled back, removing himself from your mouth entirely. You gasped harshly, air rushing back into your burning lungs. Aizen watched as you coughed and spluttered at his feet, hand loosening in your hair to resume petting you gently.
"Beautiful" he murmured, his other hand cupped your cheek, thumb wiping away the tears that had escaped. He allowed you a moment to collect yourself, soothingly stroking your hair. Breathing turning back to normal, you let out a shaky breath.
Aizens hand on your hair trailed down to your neck, caressed over your shoulder and down to your elbow. Guiding you to your feet, legs trembling, fighting to hold you up right. When you trusted your legs to hold your weight, you looked up into your Captains face. A slight up turn of his lips, too cold to be a real smile is what you saw
"You choking on my cock was a magnificent sight". He praised you, leaning down to kiss you chastely, pulling away too soon for your liking. You let Aizen guide you back to the desk, hand securely holding your elbow. He manoeuvred you to the desk where he was previously sitting, standing close behind you. You felt Aizen push your hair to one side, allowing him access to your neck. Firm hands planted themselves on your shoulders, slowly gliding down your arms to your hands, muttering into your neck "hold the edge of the desk, don't let go" as he bent you over, placing your hands on the opposite side with a squeeze.
You felt exposed, bent naked over his large desk, ass in the air. You felt his hands trails back up your arms as he straightened, caressing your back down to the swell of your ass that he squeezed liberally. Breasts were pressed into the smooth wood of the desk, head hung down to press your forehead to the cool surface. Your breath came out in short pants, heating the little space between your mouth and chest.
Aizen hooked his fingers into your panties, dragging them over your ass and down your thighs, letting them pool around your feet. His hands roamed over your ass, admiring the view. Your head snapped back with a guttural moan as Aizen slammed into you unexpectedly. Thick cock stretching you painfully as he filled you completely. He grabbed hold of your sharply hips, fingers digging into the supple flesh hard enough to leave bruises. The slow drag of his length had you feeling every exquisite inch of the velvety flesh as he pulled from you, to snap back in unforgivingly.
The loud slaps of skin on skin broke through the sill calmness of the empty Baracks, echoing sinfully around the room. Your eyes shut in agonising pleasure as he thrust into you lethally, setting a punishing pace. Your lower stomach rippled and contorted, rapidly building up the tension ready to snap into deleterious ecstasy.
Aizen pulled you onto him with every thrust, filling you to the brim. Your knuckles whitened on the desk you clung to desperately, fighting the pull of Aizen pulling you onto his cock. You moaned loudly, pleasure shooting through your abused core. A hand reached out to fist your hair, pulling your head back harshly. Your neck strained against the angle as you keened softly.
"don't cum until I tell you too" Aizens strained voice commanded you, keeping hold of the air of Authority he had been portraying. Your dripping pussy clenched at his words, aching to find release. A whine left your lips, hips slamming into the hard edge of the desk supporting your body. You felt ready to explode, tittering on the edge, an orgasm ready to rip through you.
You clenched your teeth in concentration, striving off your impending release. Aizens hips bounced off your ass with his rapid thrusting, slapping increasing in volume. Pleasure overwhelming, the need to let go was becoming unbearable . Tears pricked in your eyes "Please" you almost sobbed the word.
"not yet" He told you, releasing your hair to grab one of your legs, pulling it up to rest your knee on the desk before joining his other hand bruising your hip. "Wait until I tell you"
You cried out at his frenzied thrusting, abusing your gspot with practiced accuracy. The new angle had him reaching impossibility deeper. Lewd wet noises penetrated through your desperate haze had you cringing . The sloppy sounds of your sex,evidence of the pleasure you were feeling. Aizens thrusts became erratic, loosing the rhythm in his gear attempt to ascend into bliss.
"now, YN " he growled behind you, slamming into you with a final blow. Warmth filled you as he released, the thick substance coating your spasming walls, leaking out to drip down onto the polish desk. You screamed silently, mouth hanging open as euphoria washed over you. Endorphins rushed through your body, vision blurring momentarily as your spent pussy milked the last few drops from your captains softening cock.
Your body went limp, death grip on the desk loosening as you laid boneless, shallowly panting. You groaned as Aizen pulled himself from you entirely, cold empty feeling replacing the full warmth, his ejaculate cooling uncomfortably on your thighs. You heard the movement around you, mind too foggy to place the sounds.
The wooden roll of a desk draw opening had you blinking away the pull of sleep enticing you. Tenderly you tried to get your arms under you, peeling your sweat soaked skin off the polished wood. Aizen appeared in your vision, redressed in his uniform. He had his glasses back on his nose, hair messily about his face. The hardened look disappeared, replaced with the comforting kindness you had associated with the Captain
He tenderly stroked your hair, pushing the messed up strands over your ear "you did wonderfully, thank you for your assistance this evening, YN chan" He straightened to his full height, looming over you for a moment before walking to the door, calling softly over his shoulder "get yourself home, YN. "
You watch dumbfounded as he left the office without a backwards glance. The silence in the room was deafening, cool chill became bitingly cold as the feeling of being utterly used swallowed you. You pushed yourself to stand on trembling legs, numbly gathering your clothes and redressing automatically. The difference in the captain was startling. As though two different men inhabited the same body, you struggled to wrap your mind around the contrast between them
Just who was Sousuke Aizen?