[Bleach] he imitates (Aizen/Ichimaru, R)

[valmora]

Title: he imitates
Rating: R
Fandom: Bleach
Pairing: Aizen Sousuke/Ichimaru Gin
Warning: Blood. Love. In conjunction.
Disclaimer: If they were really doing this, I think Hinamori would cry a lot more than she does. Therefore, I think Kubo Tite has the proper claim.
Notes: This is for Gali. Because she and I have some creepy Aizen-and-Gin RP sessions.



Sousuke wants to wipe the smile from Gin's face so he can see his eyes.

He knows, of course, that albinos are bad luck, and he respects someone - he does not know who - for saving a young Ichimaru from return to the human world. Without that person, it is difficult to say if Sousuke would have found another supporter who was quite as competent and useful.

But more than that, Sousuke wants to see his eyes. See if they are really garnet-red, the color of luck and fire - for Ichimaru must be lucky to have survived so long when the color of his skin and hair gives him away as the worst luck of all - but Gin will not show him. He squints out at the world past a smile that Sousuke knows is fake, and will not open them, not for anyone.

Not for love, not for sex, not for Sousuke. And if Sousuke could feel anger over it, perhaps he would demand it, but he does not.

So instead he mimicks the color he suspects they are, brushing inked fingertips over Gin's closed eyelids, for what is red if not blood?

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Aizen: If you don't wish to, I'd be happy to. *begins to open it, other hand slowing on Gin out of distraction*

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Gin: It's more fun when you do it... *kissing Aizen's throat slowly to muffle his sighs of pleasure, his fingers running through Aizen's hair, absently tracing patterns down the back of his neck and along the tops of his shoulders*

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Aizen: I can hardly deny you that, then. *smiles, slicked fingers teasing lightly at Gin's entrance, kissing his temples*

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Gin: *squeezing his eyes shut briefly as he sucked in a slow breath, his self-control not holding up very well underneath Aizen's teasing* You're denying me right now, aren't you...? *fingers stilling on Aizen's shoulders, still tense as he relaxed the rest of his body*

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Aizen: You feel neglected? *slips fingers in, spreading them before making a noise of approval and pulling them out*

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Gin: *tension leaving his hands as well, a breathy sigh escaping this time* Doesn't matter--you're doing a good job of making it up to me. *moving so that he was straddling Aizen's thighs when he pulled his fingers away, his own fingers tracing down Aizen's chest and stomach* Hand me the bottle, will you?

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Aizen: I'm glad you approve. *gives him the container, caressing Gin's wrist as he pulls his hand away, then rolls his hips up into Gin's*

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Gin: *quite close to dropping the bottle as Aizen did that, his free hand grasping at Aizen's upper arm for some form of support as his hips arched back automatically, but managed to slide back a little further onto his thighs, muttering out breathlessly* No fair, Sousuke... *slicking one hand up with the bottle's contents before reaching down between Aizen's legs and wrapping oil-warmed fingers around him, stroking upward*

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Aizen: *clasps his hand over Gin's and sets a rhythm, thrusting sharply against Gin's palm, even as his other hand reaches farther back between Gin's legs and strokes*

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Gin: *fingers tightening on Aizen's arm as he scoots forward again, pressing into his hand as his other tightened and quickened its strokes, lips pressing lazily to Aizen's jaw*

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Aizen: *caresses Gin's inner thigh before pushing his legs farther apart* Let's do this properly.

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Gin: *nods, sliding his hand away from him and resting it on his shoulder instead as he lifted his hips over Aizen's lap*

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Aizen: Try not to scream as loudly as you did last time. *smiles wryly, putting his hands on Gin's hips and pushing him down slowly, thrusting faintly, eyes falling shut*

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Gin: I thought you liked it when I... *voice trailing off into a low groan, clutching at Aizen's shoulders as his back arched and he pressed his body down harder* ...Nhnn... *eyes falling half-shut, his breathing slow and heavy*

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Aizen: *hesitates a moment before taking Gin in hand, whispering words against sweat-damp skin* Move, Gin.

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Gin: *slowly rocking his hips up, then sliding back down more quickly, making his breath escape sharply and his nails bite into the skin of Aizen's shoulders*

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Aizen: *hesitates a moment before taking up a counterpoint motion, offset from Gin's movement, eyes opening to gaze at the curve of Gin's back and the quickening roll of their motions against one another, fingers of one hand leaving bruises on Gin's hips*

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Gin: Fuck, Sousuke... *head tilting back with a loud groan, exposing his neck at an arc and forgetting Aizen's request for him to be quiet, quickening and sharpening the rotation of his hips, arching his back and pressing his body closer to Aizen's, savoring firm, sweat-slick skin against his own*

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Aizen: I thought - we - *pushes the palm of his hand against Gin's lips in a reminder to stay more quiet, voice low and rasping* - were doing - that. *laughs* Or are you - unsatisfied? *sharpens his motions, speeding up and driving harder into him and shifting his angle*

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Gin: Sousuke--*tries to glare and briefly considers biting his hand, but was quickly distracted* Mmnn... *shutting his eyes, lips parted as he panted heavily now, his tongue tracing the length of one of Aizen's fingers as he thrust back hard and shallow against him, his voice breaking on a whimper as he hit the right spot, twisting his hips to feel it again*--just a little more--right there...

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Aizen: *tightens his grip around Gin, bracing one foot on the floor, knee bent, for better leverage, pulling his fingers away from Gin's mouth to hold on to his shoulder*

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Gin: Yes--*grabs hard at Aizen's shoulders, lifting his hips and thrusting back down roughly, a ragged, breathy keen of pleasure escaping as his back immediately arched and pressed himself into Aizen's hand, his seed spilling with a last throaty groan*

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Aizen: *drives into Gin despite resistance, motions sharp, before finding release inside Gin, then slowing his motions before stopping, breath slowing and one hand buried in Gin's hair*

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Gin: *leaning heavily against his chest as he caught his breath, his body feeling too heavy to move or do much of anything at the moment except smirk lazily* Mm, Sousuke, was I good enough to earn a night's stay with you? Your place is always warmer.

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Aizen: You could borrow someone for the night, or at the very least use some of the more useful illicit spells that circle around the Academy to heat your rooms, you know. *pulls out, then rolls Gin off him before grabbing a cloth off his desk and using it to clean them both off* But if you want, you can join me.