Touched - Encounters
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Bleach › Yaoi - Male/Male › Aizen/Gin
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Adult +
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Touched - Encounters
I watched him go, and then quickly moved to the corner where I knew he always paused.
It was a gamble – I wasn't sure how he would react.
Give me a good thrashing? Kill me with his sword? Report me to the discipline committee at the Academy?
Or – worst of all – ignore me?
The tread of footsteps slowed, and then stopped. Had he discovered me? I held my breath, wondering if I should peek. He came round the corner impossibly fast, pinning me to the wall before I could even begin to pray for divine intervention.
"You found me," I tried to appear confident. Acting sometimes led to believing.
"Hide and seek." He ran his hand – his unbelievably smooth hands – down from my throat to my stomach. I almost cried out when his reiatsu spiked against my abdomen. "Nervous?"
Might as well be honest.
"Nervous." My heart was racing. "Agitated." My mind was spinning. "And now very, very turned on." Such smooth hands… and that reiatsu density.
He seemed entertained by me. I was relieved; this would make my task so much easier.
He thought I was a spy.
I wasn't.
Then he proceeded to demonstrate his mastery of the situation. I was already pinned against the wall, trying not to drown in his beautiful, dark brown irises, trying not to focus on the faint musk of cinnamon and amber emanating from him, trying desperately not to relax against his warm body so close to mine.
It was sheer torture, being so close and not daring to touch…
To my surprise he pressed up against me and slid his hands over mine.
Oh gods…that fragrance…
I knew my face was flushing red as he breathed his words into my face. His chuckle was deep and throaty, and briefly I wondered if he always laughed sexily. "I'm twisted like that…and I'm starting to get the message that you like twisted."
I faced him and faced down the desire to kiss him right there and then. Aizen-fukutaichou, the fifth division lieutenant, the one man that had attracted more than casual interest, was right there with me. I said, "Got it in one."
He mentioned his current relationship with the captain-general's great grandniece, some years my sempai. "I'm in a steady, rewarding relationship."
Was he saying what I think he was saying?
"I can seduce you if you want me to, sir." Please say yes.
Instead he merely licked my earlobe and whispered, "I have to want?"
I couldn't breathe. He smiled at me and left without another word.
I stood rooted, leaning against the wall, trying to steady my pulse and still my thoughts.
It was a gamble – I wasn't sure how he would react.
Give me a good thrashing? Kill me with his sword? Report me to the discipline committee at the Academy?
Or – worst of all – ignore me?
The tread of footsteps slowed, and then stopped. Had he discovered me? I held my breath, wondering if I should peek. He came round the corner impossibly fast, pinning me to the wall before I could even begin to pray for divine intervention.
"You found me," I tried to appear confident. Acting sometimes led to believing.
"Hide and seek." He ran his hand – his unbelievably smooth hands – down from my throat to my stomach. I almost cried out when his reiatsu spiked against my abdomen. "Nervous?"
Might as well be honest.
"Nervous." My heart was racing. "Agitated." My mind was spinning. "And now very, very turned on." Such smooth hands… and that reiatsu density.
He seemed entertained by me. I was relieved; this would make my task so much easier.
He thought I was a spy.
I wasn't.
Then he proceeded to demonstrate his mastery of the situation. I was already pinned against the wall, trying not to drown in his beautiful, dark brown irises, trying not to focus on the faint musk of cinnamon and amber emanating from him, trying desperately not to relax against his warm body so close to mine.
It was sheer torture, being so close and not daring to touch…
To my surprise he pressed up against me and slid his hands over mine.
Oh gods…that fragrance…
I knew my face was flushing red as he breathed his words into my face. His chuckle was deep and throaty, and briefly I wondered if he always laughed sexily. "I'm twisted like that…and I'm starting to get the message that you like twisted."
I faced him and faced down the desire to kiss him right there and then. Aizen-fukutaichou, the fifth division lieutenant, the one man that had attracted more than casual interest, was right there with me. I said, "Got it in one."
He mentioned his current relationship with the captain-general's great grandniece, some years my sempai. "I'm in a steady, rewarding relationship."
Was he saying what I think he was saying?
"I can seduce you if you want me to, sir." Please say yes.
Instead he merely licked my earlobe and whispered, "I have to want?"
I couldn't breathe. He smiled at me and left without another word.
I stood rooted, leaning against the wall, trying to steady my pulse and still my thoughts.