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Perfection 6 (Uryuu/Aizen)
Title: Perfection
Subtitle: Silent Perfection
Fandom: Bleach
Club/Contest: Drawn From a Hat
Pairing Number: 6
Pairing: Aizen/Uryuu
Category: Shonen-Ai
Word count: 1,045
Requested by: KiraRose
AN: And we have…FLUFF! Much fluff. Enjoy.
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Six months. It had been six months since he had arrived in Hueco Muendo, joining his friend and meeting his lover for the first time. Or at least in a way that didn’t include blood or death. And during those six months, he had to endure the outfits made out of white. It was starting to drive him nuts.
Sighing quietly, Ishida shoved his glasses back up his nose and idly wondered how Ichigo could withstand it. Then again, Ichigo and his lover had taken to redecorating most of the rooms of Los Noches since they had arrived, and probably wasn’t paying attention to the damn outfits.
But Uryuu was and he intended to do something about it. Was, in fact, already doing so really. He had weedled at Gin to get every ones measurements, getting them after telling him what he wanted to do. Gin even agreed to help and plan on what they wished to do with the outfits. It was looking good all around and his lover was giving him an indulgent look as he sewed and sent off his personal fraccion to hand out the outfits.
That had been something that took a bit of getting used to, having his sown personal servant.
Closing their suite doors and looking to his brunette lover after he had finally finished, Uryuu had to smile at the man, eyes soft and sweet.
“Thank you for putting up with me,” he hummed, walking over to his lover before settling down next to him, curling up against the strong body. “I’m amazed at how you could withstand me during all of this,” he cooed, pressing as close as he could. Aizen simply raised an eyebrow and ran a hand over his others dark head.
When the lord had gone after his lean mate that first month they had been there, he had been rather surprised to find that Uryuu was quite open to something with him. He had shocked himself even more by taking his time in wooing the man who was curled against him. But it had been quite worth it since his lover had opened up to thim, gotten to really know the Quincy during that time.
Humming softly, a soft smile settling on thin lips, Aizen shifted so that his legs were stretched out before him.
“I figured you’d be done with what you and Gin were up to eventually. Actually, I like seeing some color,” Aizen told his mate. Watching jean clad legs slide over his, the ex-shinigami stroked a hand over a lean hip, feeling a soft shiver come from the younger man. “So, now that you’ve reclothed my entire castle, are you happy?” he asked, tilting his head to remove square glasses off of Uryuus face.
Putting them aside, he hummed in pleasure at the view that he got. It really wasn’t very often he got to just stare at his lover without having to worry about someone popping up to bother them or for his lover to get an itch to do something or another. Aizen found that it was a rather nice treat to just relax and watch a pink mouth quirk up into a smile, followed by a raised eyebrow from his sweet, little lover.
“Thinking about how cute I am again?” came the drawled, teasing tones of Uryuu, breaking Aizen from his contemplation of how sweet Uryuu was and would be when he finally gave in and tasted the sweet mouth once more.
“No. Thinking about how yummy it will be to taste your lips, your body,” Aizen purred, stroking a finger over his lovers bottom lip. Watching the white teeth flash in the light, the over lord growled softly as his finger was caught and nibbled upon gently.
“So, what are you going to do? Are you going to think about it some more or are you going to do something else?” Ishida purred, licking his lovers finger after letting it go.
“I was thinking of indulging myself in your taste,” Aizen hummed, almost sounding like he was growling at his little mate.
“Oh? Were you?” Uryuu asked, eyes sparkling brightly. Shifting, he slid into his lovers lap, settling easily into a comfortable position. They had often teased and taunted each other like this, the pleasure that they enjoyed after they got tired of teasing so much better for it. It was fun and a perfect game to add to their sex life.
But it still wasn’t done to where it could go since even vanilla sex was still pretty damned exciting.
Smirking, Aizen ran a hand up the long, lean back to cup Uryuus head, pulling him forward to capture sweet and willing lips. He was always amazed at how lips that were normally so hard looking were soft and sweet, how willing they were when they kissed. It was a treat to be able to feel Uryuu yield under him, open his lips and accept his tongue. The Quincy moaned as a skilled tongue slipped over his, tasting and teasing the male into playing.
The slick slide of tongues was something that Aizen had dearly missed while his sweet Quincy had been working on the outfits. During the last week, he had gotten kisses granted, but they had been distracted or Uryuu had been sleepy. This time though, the leaner man was neither and Aizen was taking advantage of it.
Moving so that he could press Uryuu into the couch, Aizen sighed happily, breaking the kiss very gently. Uryuu mewled unhappily at having his kisses taken away, wiggling under the solid weight of the ex-shinigami. He had to smile at the smirk that he got from the bigger man. Laughing softly, he reached up and stroked one cheek, sighing happily.
“How do you put up with me and my quirks?” the younger male asked softly, nosing the other mans neck gently. He watched the smirk melt into a sweet, loving smile from the corner of his eye.
“I suppose the same way Kensei does when Ichigo gets a wild hair up his ass,” Aizen mused teasingly. “By remembering that it was your quirks I fell in love with.”
“Sap,” Uryuu teased, a soft blush on his cheeks.
“Only for you,” Aizen promised.
“Good.”
Subtitle: Silent Perfection
Fandom: Bleach
Club/Contest: Drawn From a Hat
Pairing Number: 6
Pairing: Aizen/Uryuu
Category: Shonen-Ai
Word count: 1,045
Requested by: KiraRose
AN: And we have…FLUFF! Much fluff. Enjoy.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Six months. It had been six months since he had arrived in Hueco Muendo, joining his friend and meeting his lover for the first time. Or at least in a way that didn’t include blood or death. And during those six months, he had to endure the outfits made out of white. It was starting to drive him nuts.
Sighing quietly, Ishida shoved his glasses back up his nose and idly wondered how Ichigo could withstand it. Then again, Ichigo and his lover had taken to redecorating most of the rooms of Los Noches since they had arrived, and probably wasn’t paying attention to the damn outfits.
But Uryuu was and he intended to do something about it. Was, in fact, already doing so really. He had weedled at Gin to get every ones measurements, getting them after telling him what he wanted to do. Gin even agreed to help and plan on what they wished to do with the outfits. It was looking good all around and his lover was giving him an indulgent look as he sewed and sent off his personal fraccion to hand out the outfits.
That had been something that took a bit of getting used to, having his sown personal servant.
Closing their suite doors and looking to his brunette lover after he had finally finished, Uryuu had to smile at the man, eyes soft and sweet.
“Thank you for putting up with me,” he hummed, walking over to his lover before settling down next to him, curling up against the strong body. “I’m amazed at how you could withstand me during all of this,” he cooed, pressing as close as he could. Aizen simply raised an eyebrow and ran a hand over his others dark head.
When the lord had gone after his lean mate that first month they had been there, he had been rather surprised to find that Uryuu was quite open to something with him. He had shocked himself even more by taking his time in wooing the man who was curled against him. But it had been quite worth it since his lover had opened up to thim, gotten to really know the Quincy during that time.
Humming softly, a soft smile settling on thin lips, Aizen shifted so that his legs were stretched out before him.
“I figured you’d be done with what you and Gin were up to eventually. Actually, I like seeing some color,” Aizen told his mate. Watching jean clad legs slide over his, the ex-shinigami stroked a hand over a lean hip, feeling a soft shiver come from the younger man. “So, now that you’ve reclothed my entire castle, are you happy?” he asked, tilting his head to remove square glasses off of Uryuus face.
Putting them aside, he hummed in pleasure at the view that he got. It really wasn’t very often he got to just stare at his lover without having to worry about someone popping up to bother them or for his lover to get an itch to do something or another. Aizen found that it was a rather nice treat to just relax and watch a pink mouth quirk up into a smile, followed by a raised eyebrow from his sweet, little lover.
“Thinking about how cute I am again?” came the drawled, teasing tones of Uryuu, breaking Aizen from his contemplation of how sweet Uryuu was and would be when he finally gave in and tasted the sweet mouth once more.
“No. Thinking about how yummy it will be to taste your lips, your body,” Aizen purred, stroking a finger over his lovers bottom lip. Watching the white teeth flash in the light, the over lord growled softly as his finger was caught and nibbled upon gently.
“So, what are you going to do? Are you going to think about it some more or are you going to do something else?” Ishida purred, licking his lovers finger after letting it go.
“I was thinking of indulging myself in your taste,” Aizen hummed, almost sounding like he was growling at his little mate.
“Oh? Were you?” Uryuu asked, eyes sparkling brightly. Shifting, he slid into his lovers lap, settling easily into a comfortable position. They had often teased and taunted each other like this, the pleasure that they enjoyed after they got tired of teasing so much better for it. It was fun and a perfect game to add to their sex life.
But it still wasn’t done to where it could go since even vanilla sex was still pretty damned exciting.
Smirking, Aizen ran a hand up the long, lean back to cup Uryuus head, pulling him forward to capture sweet and willing lips. He was always amazed at how lips that were normally so hard looking were soft and sweet, how willing they were when they kissed. It was a treat to be able to feel Uryuu yield under him, open his lips and accept his tongue. The Quincy moaned as a skilled tongue slipped over his, tasting and teasing the male into playing.
The slick slide of tongues was something that Aizen had dearly missed while his sweet Quincy had been working on the outfits. During the last week, he had gotten kisses granted, but they had been distracted or Uryuu had been sleepy. This time though, the leaner man was neither and Aizen was taking advantage of it.
Moving so that he could press Uryuu into the couch, Aizen sighed happily, breaking the kiss very gently. Uryuu mewled unhappily at having his kisses taken away, wiggling under the solid weight of the ex-shinigami. He had to smile at the smirk that he got from the bigger man. Laughing softly, he reached up and stroked one cheek, sighing happily.
“How do you put up with me and my quirks?” the younger male asked softly, nosing the other mans neck gently. He watched the smirk melt into a sweet, loving smile from the corner of his eye.
“I suppose the same way Kensei does when Ichigo gets a wild hair up his ass,” Aizen mused teasingly. “By remembering that it was your quirks I fell in love with.”
“Sap,” Uryuu teased, a soft blush on his cheeks.
“Only for you,” Aizen promised.
“Good.”