Aizen stood inside his captain's office in the early morning. None of the other squad members were awake yet so what better time to snoop around and possibly find some classified documents that Captain Hirako hid from him. His captain's suspicions were beneficial in hindsight since it gave him a lot more leeway but hell if the over-secretiveness wasn't a pain. Having to wake up before everyone else or having to stay up late just to find out what was possibly hidden from him wasn't always the height of convenience.
He moved around some papers as quietly as possible and always making sure he'd put them back on the exact same spot. If Captain Hirako ever found out about his activities he'd make his life even more complicated. Growing annoyed by the thought and by the fact that he was not finding anything he could have possibly been looking for, the lieutenant decided to quit searching and try his luck another way.
Just as he was about to head for the door, something stopped him. The footsteps that came from the corridor outside were barely audible but Aizen was sure they were headed his way.
Damn it, he thought. Who could it possibly be at this hour?
He quickly cast a spell to hide himself and moved to the side of the room so he wouldn't stand in the way. Moving around freely won't be possible with another person in the room.
The door slid open and, unfortunately for Aizen, said person ended up being none other than Captain Hirako himself. Just as the lieutenant was about to curse his bad luck, the sight displayed in the faint morning light left him bedazzled. He sort of expected the man to appear in his usual captain attire but that wasn't the case this time.
Shinji was still wearing his silky, almost see-through nightgown that fit his figure perfectly. Aizen was definitely not ready to see him like that. He'd be lying to himself if he said he wasn't attracted to the man but seeing their relationship and Aizen's overall goal, he intended to keep those feelings to himself. Still, there was no harm in admiring his superior when a chance like this emerged.
As soon as he recovered from the initial shock, he focused entirely on the blonde. Shinji looked like he had just woken up - yawing, rubbing his eyes and everything. Aizen wondered why he hadn't changed in his room and instead arrived directly to the office dressed like that but he didn't complain. The length of the gown reached just slightly above Shinji's knees, exposing his long, slender legs. Aizen never thought he'd be blessed enough to catch a glimpse of them since Shinji almost always wore his oversized Shingami uniform and now he couldn't stop imagining how they would feel wrapped around his waist.
Those fantasies vanished when the captain began to move forward slowly, grumbling under his breath like he usually did in the morning. He certainly wasn't an early-bird. Not a workaholic either. Stopping halfway to the drawer, he paused and brought his hand to the lacy string around his torso that prevented the fabric from slipping off his narrow shoulders. He pulled at the string lazily, forcing the immaculately tied ribbon to come undone.
Aizen's eyes widened considerably when the silk began to slide off Shinji's body. His throat went dry at the sight of the Captain's bare neck and shoulders, wondering how many times he wanted to kiss and bite his way all over the smooth skin that he finally managed to see more off.
As the fabric fell lower, Aizen began to breathe heavier. Maybe staying there wasn't such a good idea. He had immaculate self-control but seeing the man he loved baring himself naked in front of him like that was a risky situation even for someone like Aizen. The urge to just lounge at his Captain and take him right there and then became increasingly difficult to suppress. Not that he couldn't do it. He possessed more than enough strength and abilities to completely overtake the man but he had to be weary of the consequences for a little longer.
The struggle wasn't yet over for him, however. Eventually, Shinji's entire chest became exposed as the falling silk brushed against his hardened nipples, making his whole body shudder. Aizen felt his dick twitch. Biting his lip painfully, he desperately attempted to sober up and not reach out towards the Captain's chest and start rubbing those nubs that were just begging for attention. He could already picture how sensitive the blonde was. It would be so easy for Aizen to tease him mercilessly, to suck on his nipples and roll them between his teeth until his Captain couldn't take it anymore, driving him to the edge and not allowing him release until he was forced to beg for it.
Shit, Aizen thought and shook his head. If this kept on, he'd get hard in no time. He had to look away but Shinji just wouldn't stop unknowingly putting on a show. The gown finally fell on the floor, forming a pool around the Captain as he was left only in his underwear. His body appeared so slim and delicate in the morning haze, like it could easily be positioned anyway that Aizen wanted.
Shinji began to move again, followed relentlessly by his lieutenant's greedy eyes. He reached the drawer - yawing his sleep away - and opened it in search of his captain attire. After finding it he, without warning, grabbed the hem of his boxers and pulled them down swiftly. At that point Aizen's brain went blank.
The Captain took his time, lazily putting on every piece of this clothing as if he had all day. By the time he was done, he'd woken up completely and was now standing silently in the middle of the room.
"How long are you going to stand there and watch…" he suddenly said. Lifting one arm, he dragged a long line through the air, breaking Aizen's spell. "Sousuke?"
Aizen appeared before him, standing rigid from the horniness with foggy glasses and blood running from his nose. "I-I'm impressed." He complimented his captain, just barely coming to his senses. "How long have you known I was here?"
"I knew you were there the very second I stepped into this room," Shinji said, extreme annoyance oozing from his voice. "Now go clean yourself up!"