[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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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.

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Gin: *flopping over onto his back before stretching with a yawn* No one's nearly as fun as you are, and who needs illicit spells when I've got you to curl up with?

(Nah, I do it 99% of the time. It's almost taboo for anyone other than Gin to call him "Sousuke" XD)

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Aizen: I'm flattered. *pulls on his clothes, then takes Gin's hand and licks the inside of his wrist before putting glasses back on* I'm sure I have something alcoholic back in my quarters, and drinking is no fun alone, no matter that Kyouraku-kun might enjoy.

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Gin: *resists stealing Aizen's glasses and hiding them from him again* Sounds good to me, Sousuke. *climbing to his feet, getting dressed and stretching again with a slight wince*