Naughty Little Dragon
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Adult +
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Naughty Little Dragon
This is written for the LJ Bleach Kink Meme, and, as such, is…a bit odd. A PWP and total Hitsugaya-humiliation.
SUMMARY: Hitsugaya has been taken prisoner in Hueco Mundo and has been hypnotized into being Aizen’s willing, submissive, pretty little pet.
PAIRINGS: Aizen x Hitsugaya
WARNINGS: Erm…dominance(master/slave), light spanking, forced exhibitionism and Aizen makes Hitsguaya drink from a baby bottle
NOTES: That last part’s inspired by an Gin/Hitsu post on the kink meme, where Gin makes Hitsu drink from a baby bottle. *snerks* t’was just too awesome to pass up- I had to play with it, too.
DISCLAIMER: I don’t own Bleach.
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NAUGHTY LITTLE DRAGON
By Neko Oni
Shiro flew through the halls of Hueco Mundo with Gin hot on his heels. Arrancar minions bowed respectively as Shiro sailed past. The silver bells on his slim ankles tinkled. His knee-length, white kimono top had slits in the side, revealing his creamy, slender thighs, and long, billowing sleeves. A black obi accentuated his slender waist and ended in a big, poofy black bow right above his pert little butt. Underneath the white kimono was an underlayer of gauzy black fabric that peeked out under his hem and sleeve ends.
Shiro burst through the huge, looming double doors of the throne room, raced down the long, red carpet through the ranks of the Espada, up the steps, onto the throne’s dais, then hopped into Aizen’s lap. The megalomaniac’s strong arms cradled the quivering, captured Shinigami to his chest.
Aizen nuzzled the soft, fluffy white hair then looked up with a smile. “Ah, Gin, have you been bothering my little pretty again?”
Gin just smiled his creepy smile. “I just wanted ter change his lil panties.” He held up a pair of frilly, lacy pink panties.
Shiro whimpered and nuzzled closer to Aizen, who kissed his forehead. “Ah, but, Gin, I’m the only one allowed to change Shiro’s panties.” He looked at his pet, staring down into vacant, hazy turquoise eyes. The black irises were distorted, as if Shiro was under some sort of spell. Shiro smiled back blankly.
“So, my pretty, do your panties need changed?” Aizen’s big hand stroked Shiro’s smooth thigh then slipped up under the kimono. His eyes widened in surprised pleasure. “Oh, what a naughty little dragon you are! No panties! You know what happens to bad little dragons who don’t wear their panties.”
Gin watched them with a slight, put-out pout. “Bug I’m the one tha took his panties off.”
Aizen glanced up. “Thank you, Gin. You can play with Momo-chan if you want.”
Gin perked up. “Hai, Aizen-san.” He merrily skipped out the throne room, twirling the frilly pink panties.
“Now, my naughty, panty-less little pretty, how should I punish you? Maybe a spanking?” He raised the hem of Shiro’s kimono, exposing his bare little bottom to the watching Espada, and gave the tight little cheeks a sharp slap. Shiro jerked and whimpered.
Aizen paused thoughtfully. “But I don’t want your little tushy too sore.” He grinned fiendishly. “Ah, I know. We’ll do what we did when I was training you.” He snapped his fingers, and several seconds later, a heavily breathing female Arrancar rushed to his side, holding out a hastily prepared baby bottle of milk.
Shiro’s large, vacant eyes fastened on it and Aizen’s grin grew. He arranged the little Shinigami so that he was cradled with one arm, head on Aizen’s chest and slender body supported in the crook of his arm. Aizen took the bottle with his free hand, transferred it to the other one, and held it to Shiro’s soft, pink lips.
Shiro was well trained; he immediately latched onto the rubber nipple and began to suck on the milk, much to Aizen’s pleasure. Ah, if only the little Shingami’s mind was free; he’d be beyond humiliated. Aizen fondly recalled the first time he forced the stubborn, small, fully grown Hitsugaya to drink from a bottle. Despite his youthful appearance and small, slender stature, the tenth division taichou was no juvenile. He was over 153 years old. Which was why treating him like a just-hatched dragon was embarrassingly fun.
As Shiro sucked on the cold milk, his small hands coming up to hold the bottle by his face, Aizen used his free hand to pull up Shiro’s kimono. He stroked the smooth thighs, then pushed layers of white and gauzy black aside to reveal creamy white buttocks to the Espadas’ lustful gazes. He rubbed each smooth globe and gave each a sharp smack. Shiro winced and wiggled in Aizen’s tight, strong hold
He crossed his slim ankles to keep his legs closed together, and his hands left his bottle to pull down the hem of his skirt. “No.” Aizen’s voice was stern. “Drink your bottle, naughty dragon.” Shiro winced at the harsh tone and obediently began to nurse again as Aizen grabbed one slender thigh and yanked his legs apart, exposing what was between them to hungry gazes.
Shiro’s pale face flushed bright pink and he closed his large, beautiful eyes tightly. He let out an angry, garbled squeal around the rubber nipple in his mouth, some milk bubbling around his lips. He wriggled more, still keeping the bottle in his mouth, like he’d been told to do.
His squeal was answered with another quick, stinging smack. “Shiro.” Shiro winced at the cold anger in the tone and immediately stilled in Aizen’s arms. Aizen’s hand brushed between his opened legs, grabbing an intimate part of him. “Shall I show them what my pretty dragon can do?”
Shiro froze in humiliated fear, then the pregnant silence was broken when Aizen gently, soothingly stroked his exposed thigh in a mocking lover’s caress. “Ah, but that’s only for me and Gin to see. You don’t like other looking, do you?”
Lips clamped firmly around the bottle, Shiro shook his head, eyes still clenched close. Aizen smiled. “Good dragon. Keep your panties on or next time the Espada will get to watch me play with my treasure.”
Shiro shuddered and whimpered around the nipple in his mouth as Aizen laughed.
OWARI
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I really think this could be continued out some, but…I ‘m far too lazy..XP
SUMMARY: Hitsugaya has been taken prisoner in Hueco Mundo and has been hypnotized into being Aizen’s willing, submissive, pretty little pet.
PAIRINGS: Aizen x Hitsugaya
WARNINGS: Erm…dominance(master/slave), light spanking, forced exhibitionism and Aizen makes Hitsguaya drink from a baby bottle
NOTES: That last part’s inspired by an Gin/Hitsu post on the kink meme, where Gin makes Hitsu drink from a baby bottle. *snerks* t’was just too awesome to pass up- I had to play with it, too.
DISCLAIMER: I don’t own Bleach.
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NAUGHTY LITTLE DRAGON
By Neko Oni
Shiro flew through the halls of Hueco Mundo with Gin hot on his heels. Arrancar minions bowed respectively as Shiro sailed past. The silver bells on his slim ankles tinkled. His knee-length, white kimono top had slits in the side, revealing his creamy, slender thighs, and long, billowing sleeves. A black obi accentuated his slender waist and ended in a big, poofy black bow right above his pert little butt. Underneath the white kimono was an underlayer of gauzy black fabric that peeked out under his hem and sleeve ends.
Shiro burst through the huge, looming double doors of the throne room, raced down the long, red carpet through the ranks of the Espada, up the steps, onto the throne’s dais, then hopped into Aizen’s lap. The megalomaniac’s strong arms cradled the quivering, captured Shinigami to his chest.
Aizen nuzzled the soft, fluffy white hair then looked up with a smile. “Ah, Gin, have you been bothering my little pretty again?”
Gin just smiled his creepy smile. “I just wanted ter change his lil panties.” He held up a pair of frilly, lacy pink panties.
Shiro whimpered and nuzzled closer to Aizen, who kissed his forehead. “Ah, but, Gin, I’m the only one allowed to change Shiro’s panties.” He looked at his pet, staring down into vacant, hazy turquoise eyes. The black irises were distorted, as if Shiro was under some sort of spell. Shiro smiled back blankly.
“So, my pretty, do your panties need changed?” Aizen’s big hand stroked Shiro’s smooth thigh then slipped up under the kimono. His eyes widened in surprised pleasure. “Oh, what a naughty little dragon you are! No panties! You know what happens to bad little dragons who don’t wear their panties.”
Gin watched them with a slight, put-out pout. “Bug I’m the one tha took his panties off.”
Aizen glanced up. “Thank you, Gin. You can play with Momo-chan if you want.”
Gin perked up. “Hai, Aizen-san.” He merrily skipped out the throne room, twirling the frilly pink panties.
“Now, my naughty, panty-less little pretty, how should I punish you? Maybe a spanking?” He raised the hem of Shiro’s kimono, exposing his bare little bottom to the watching Espada, and gave the tight little cheeks a sharp slap. Shiro jerked and whimpered.
Aizen paused thoughtfully. “But I don’t want your little tushy too sore.” He grinned fiendishly. “Ah, I know. We’ll do what we did when I was training you.” He snapped his fingers, and several seconds later, a heavily breathing female Arrancar rushed to his side, holding out a hastily prepared baby bottle of milk.
Shiro’s large, vacant eyes fastened on it and Aizen’s grin grew. He arranged the little Shinigami so that he was cradled with one arm, head on Aizen’s chest and slender body supported in the crook of his arm. Aizen took the bottle with his free hand, transferred it to the other one, and held it to Shiro’s soft, pink lips.
Shiro was well trained; he immediately latched onto the rubber nipple and began to suck on the milk, much to Aizen’s pleasure. Ah, if only the little Shingami’s mind was free; he’d be beyond humiliated. Aizen fondly recalled the first time he forced the stubborn, small, fully grown Hitsugaya to drink from a bottle. Despite his youthful appearance and small, slender stature, the tenth division taichou was no juvenile. He was over 153 years old. Which was why treating him like a just-hatched dragon was embarrassingly fun.
As Shiro sucked on the cold milk, his small hands coming up to hold the bottle by his face, Aizen used his free hand to pull up Shiro’s kimono. He stroked the smooth thighs, then pushed layers of white and gauzy black aside to reveal creamy white buttocks to the Espadas’ lustful gazes. He rubbed each smooth globe and gave each a sharp smack. Shiro winced and wiggled in Aizen’s tight, strong hold
He crossed his slim ankles to keep his legs closed together, and his hands left his bottle to pull down the hem of his skirt. “No.” Aizen’s voice was stern. “Drink your bottle, naughty dragon.” Shiro winced at the harsh tone and obediently began to nurse again as Aizen grabbed one slender thigh and yanked his legs apart, exposing what was between them to hungry gazes.
Shiro’s pale face flushed bright pink and he closed his large, beautiful eyes tightly. He let out an angry, garbled squeal around the rubber nipple in his mouth, some milk bubbling around his lips. He wriggled more, still keeping the bottle in his mouth, like he’d been told to do.
His squeal was answered with another quick, stinging smack. “Shiro.” Shiro winced at the cold anger in the tone and immediately stilled in Aizen’s arms. Aizen’s hand brushed between his opened legs, grabbing an intimate part of him. “Shall I show them what my pretty dragon can do?”
Shiro froze in humiliated fear, then the pregnant silence was broken when Aizen gently, soothingly stroked his exposed thigh in a mocking lover’s caress. “Ah, but that’s only for me and Gin to see. You don’t like other looking, do you?”
Lips clamped firmly around the bottle, Shiro shook his head, eyes still clenched close. Aizen smiled. “Good dragon. Keep your panties on or next time the Espada will get to watch me play with my treasure.”
Shiro shuddered and whimpered around the nipple in his mouth as Aizen laughed.
OWARI
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I really think this could be continued out some, but…I ‘m far too lazy..XP