#Sōsuke Aizen

[shacho-crumbs]

awee post-mugen cuddles drawn by @napstoee 🥺

[velaenaa]

runaway \ sosuke aizen x reader (nsfw)

word count: 2.2k tags: NSFW, smut, language, maybe degrading, use of slut/whore setting: sosuke is a syndicate leader, and he comes home dearly missing his beautiful girlfriend authors note: hello ^_^ i hope you are well. i hope you enjoy the story (let me know if you understand the reference)

The light luminates your glowing skin as you sit at the edge of the window. This place was a hell hole, but god you loved how beautiful the sunset looked. The wind blew softly past you as it entered the penthouse, and you breathed softly, making the best of it as you swung your feet, patiently waiting for your boyfriend to come home from his ‘job.’

You wonder what he was up to. If he was okay. Since this place was known for where criminals hide out,  you were right to be overly cautious, but this was Sosuke Aizen, he was known for being untouchable, and being feared. Still, you couldn’t help it. You wondered what he was running from. His beautiful multi million house, expensive cars, and powerful position. Now on the run, for god knows what reason. You were loyal to the bone, so ignorance is bliss. As long as you get to love and be loved by him, you don't quite care, for what, but if he is okay. 

As on queue you hear the door click open, and enter two bodyguards, with Sosuke behind them shortly after. You  climb off of the ledge, and envelope your beau in your arms. He returns the gesture by picking you up by your waist and cradling you. The silence was deafening, and you knew exactly why he was so quiet. He smelled of the cologne you so dearly loved on him, and cigars. He wasn’t a smoker, so it was safe to say, he was meeting with the mob all day, which was the least favorite part of his job.

“Hello, dear. How have you been?” His breath smelled of whiskey, and his eyes were glazed over, indication of tiredness. You gave him a radiating smile, and the glaze seemed to have softened. You tip toe upward, to kiss his cheeks gently, and your thumb grazes his cheek. His grip seemed to have strengthened, and as you pulled away you noticed the guards were no longer there. 

“I’ve been bored.. I shopped at the stores that they had.. It was wonderful...How are you? How was work?” The city was unruly, but it does have a bit of the bustling charm you expected, thus you got along with it for the minute. You weren’t so used to Aizen dressing down though. He was always in suits, but he now adorns shorts, and plain shirts. He was very casual nowadays, but it still looks professional. 

You knew he was running from someone.. Something.. Whatever it was, but you knew that shortening his pants, and trading in a suit jacket for a pair of thrifted shirts weren’t going to hide the identity of a wanted man, but since you were so out of reach from god knows who back home, you figured he knew what he was doing, and you turn a blind eye.

Leading the way, you get him some water, and sit him down on the couch. As he sips he grunts, “It was okay.. I’m not very keen on meeting with these people but..” He purses his lips as if he wanted to say more, but he rolled his eyes, something you don’t see him do often- if at all. Your eyebrows go up, confused at his sudden mannerism, “They wanted me to marry one of their daughters to show my loyalty. What a joke.” A chuckle left your lips, and you knew that kind of threat wasn’t something that would even veer him in the slightest. 

“My wife is my loyalty, these people are beneath me.” He scoffs, almost as if he was spitting out the last statement with venom. Him calling you his wife was not in your bingo card, and that made you feel warm inside. Aizen was a very possessive man, but rarely did he ever call you anything other than pet names, like love, or sweetheart. You were his girlfriend, so wife felt wonderful to hear. 

“You’re so sweet Sosuke.” You breathed, and kissed his cheek, sliding to his lap. Sosuke clasps his arms around your waist, his hands snaking to grip your ass. He buries his face into your neck as he peppered you with kisses, mumbling as he goes. 

“I love you.”

“I love you too.” 

“I’ve missed you all day.”

Your breathing hitches as his fingers start to slide your panties down. You weren’t aroused quite yet, but this action definitely started the cascade. 

“D-don’t we have dinner with your clients?” You stutter, trying to pull away from him, but his arms were too stuck to your skin, his grip to your thighs tightened, and you yelp- oh how it felt so good. 

“They can wait.” Sosuke mumbles, lost on you. 

He pulls back from you and studies your eyes. As he stares you down his hands glide upward, to your tits, cupping them with each hand. Your eyes land on his hand as you bite your lip, flushed at his touchiness. This man had ravaged you almost every single day, but every single time was a new experience. He knew how to keep you on your toes, and keep you wanting for more. You were an oasis to his dessert. Bee to pollen. 

Your thoughts cut short as you felt an arousing sensation come tenfold below you. His fingers swiping gently towards your clit, making your nerves buckle down. Your lips quiver, then purse up, and he continues, squeezing and rubbing gently as he watches your gorgeous expression. It made him mad with lust, aggravated him. As your whimpers danced in his ears, his fingers go downward, dipping inside of you, and your moans grew louder as you wrapped around his fingers. You felt touch starved, a virgin.

“Sosuke- please stop teasing me..” You begged, panting, and going to grip his arm, but he stopped you with his free hand. His low chuckle sent you in a spiral, to which he notices, “You liked that?” You were pulsating all around him. He was partaking in such heaven, and he wanted more. 

He obliges, and he stops thrusting his fingers inside. This leads your high to abruptly stop, earning a slight frustrated groan from yourself. You see him thumb at his button and it comes apart, and you waste no time, you practically slap his hand off his boxers, as you tug it down for him, grabbing gently. 

Aizen groans, his head going back, “You’re such a good girl.” He mumbles in between moans. He looked so delicious. The sight of this man in your hands sends you over the edge. You moan as you touch him. You can feel your juices coating his thigh, and you decide to plant yourself down, rubbing back and forth on him.  This was not something of the ordinary, but lord it felt wonderful to your clit. A bit of embarrassment crept upon your face, but you were validated by the sweet sweet grunts from Aizen, watching you, the lustful haze in his eyes. “Yes, my love. Use my body for your pleasure.” Your mouth gapes, unable to hide your pleasure, you were a bit louder this time, eyes shut closed, focusing on orgasming.

However, as you neared, Sosuke grips you back into reality, unable to wait any longer, and without much thought, he’d slide you all the way towards his dick. As you go to protest, he pulls you down, your pussy enveloping his tip, feeling every single vein, your walls contort to his size.  You melted, incoherent mewling, drool almost dribbling down your chin. Oh you were in nirvana. His cock felt so fucking good.

“Y-You’re s-so big… Ahhhh.. I can’t take you-” You were silenced by your lover, as his lips touched yours, pulling on your bottom lip, and gently gripping the back of your neck, as he fucked you deeper, “You can, and you will.” Biting back the moans you nod weakly, meeting him halfway, his cock slamming into you so roughly-so sweetly. Gentle, but powerful. Your half lidded eyes, the slight ‘o’. Such a saccharine sight to behold. Aizen was worshiping his lover, his beauty. 

“You’re so beautiful when you’re taking me.” He mumbles in your ear, thrusting up, his tip brushing your cervix. You felt the pain, but his charming whispers alleviated it. “I want to put a baby in you so badly..” He trails, getting somewhat lost. His grip loosening, as he noticed you were slamming yourself down more than he was pulling. You were also lost in the haze, wanting to cum all over him, wanting him to cover you in his cum. You wanted to orgasm all over his cock. 

You were so lost you hadn’t noticed him flipping you on all fours, until he gripped your shoulder. You look behind, confused on what had just happened, but his hands glide down your spine, stopping at the middle, and curving your back down, so that you were face down, ass up. This gave him the ability to bend right over you, kissing your shoulder, as his dick glides back in effortlessly. Your groans were back to full life, as he started slow, “You… feel… so .. good..fuck..” Aizen mumbles, a kiss on your shoulder with every word. Every sentence that had left his mouth, his thrust got even harder, more visceral. As if he was trying to lay claim to you.

“My wife.” harder

“Sosuke..” you plead

“My love.” he ignores, harder

“I-I’m going to c-” 

“I’m going to fuck you until i’m satisfied. Until my cock is the only thing on your mind.” 

If it was possible he started picking up the pace, his thrust getting even more powerful at it. You no longer had the choice to stay quiet or moan softly. You started screaming his name, your face buried in the pillows as he ravaged your inside. You could feel your cum dripping down your leg, and he could too, because that queued him to start slow stroking, chuckling behind you; “You came without telling me? Such a naughty slut for me.” A hand struck your ass, and you yelped, your nails gripping the pillow harder and harder. As you try to relax yourself, he started his pace back up, this time, at an angle you could not have anticipated.

Aizen propped himself up, his cock pointing down, digging you out. You were back to screaming in pleasure, this time a fire, brewing so fast inside. It felt so fucking amazing, you were in a state of enlightenment. “Y-You’re hitting the s-spot.” You breathlessly whispered, just enough for him to hear, as he was relentless, thrusting, pulling out to the tip then slamming it back in, so you had felt his full length, his cock once again, brushing your cervix.

Your eyes rolled back, drooling, you were being fucked to pure bliss. Aizen knew how to fuck you so damn good, and he was right, his cock was the only thing you were thinking of. You were dizzy with the thought of him filling your hole up with his hot cum, breeding you like a stupid slut. 

Aizen ran his fingers against your skin, his hands tracing your ass, as he neared his own orgasm. He couldn’t get the thought of your facial expressions as he fucked you raw. Moments like these he wished he had a mirror to see how beautiful you looked as he plowed you.

“Mmm.. fuck- i’m gonna cum..” He declares, as he pulls you back, his chest on your back, your head tipped to meet his gaze. Aizen dips down and kisses you upside down while he fills you with his seed. You felt his cock twitching rapidly, as your pussy pulsates. His groaning as he kissed you sent you over the edge, and you orgasm all over him again. 

The both of you breathe in unison, quiet, your highs coming down slowly. You sheepishly grin, a small laugh escaping your lips, and you fall back on him. Aizen kisses your neck, humming against your skin;

“You did so good my love.” He coos in your ear, as he sits you down on his lap, and takes the towel he’d have on the side, cleaning you up gently. You were busy reliving the wonderful moment that just happened as he nursed you back to the living. 

“Mm.. I love you Sosuke..” Aizen kissed your temple, while cradling you. You urged him to come to the balcony and sit out in the cot to watch the sun set, and he joins you, small conversations along the way.  You couldn’t help but think about all the whirlwind that was happening in your life. You really went from a fresh college graduate to running away with your boss. You were okay with how everything turned out though. You had a man who cared for you gently and deeply, but fucked you like a whore. All was well.

“I love you too.”

-

Extra:

“Sosuke.. What is this place called again? And who is your new client?” You piqued, just in case anything were to happen.

“I believe they call this place.. Roanapur.. & the client was not named, however, she is from the Russian mafia.” 

[arthass24]

Bleach: Thousand-Year Blood War (Sosuke Aizen)

[pascha-chan]

What if Aizen's theme song Treachery is written by the point of view of Kyoka Suigetsu

I can tell that you've never been true to me

I can smell that you're acting so fearfully

I can hear what you're hoping I want to hear

I can feel the alarm bells-are ringing in me

I can touch but I know you don't feel a thing

I can pray but I know you commit a sin

I can sense now it's all become clear to see

You're no good and you mean no good, treacherously

This to me feels like someone is screaming the truth directly at him,and who is better fitted to do that than his own Zanpakuto spirit!!

[aho-dapa]

Tbh there's something about the way Ichigo, Kisuke, and Sōsuke are all reflecting off of each other in canon

Like this is sooooo influenced by my random uraichizen thoughts but

Like, considering Kisuke's Bodhisattva allegory with Guanyin/Kannon and his knowledge of the world, the idea that he preserves the status quo of the worlds by not actively doing anything in comparison to Sōsuke (from what we can see). He is a Bodhisattva in this sense. He's seen the truth, he teaches others the truth or hints at it because true Enlightenment can only be with the self. But.

Then there's the actual consequence of SS and what shinigami have to do to maintain the balance. Kisuke opposes Sōsuke and his views not because he believes it's right, but because he believes that the destruction of the worlds is not acceptable. It's a necessary evil.

Sōsuke has an ego with him wanting to become God, but there's also something almost tragic about his arc with reframing it from his perspective of Soul Society.

Soul Society is not a good place. Honestly horrible to live in. Especially when we find out that they sacrifice souls to hollows and vice versa in the name of balance.

Tbh, I ended up asking myself, from this viewpoint, is the Soul Society really worth protecting? Because it's goal is not about protecting people, but protecting the balance. Can the shinigami claim ignorance? Should they even be allowed to when they are complicit in destruction of lives? What would 'life' actually be considered in this universe? Do hollows deserve life as humans do? Except the SS ultimately sees both as a means to an end, hollows are just more of an obstacle.

Effwctively, shinigami are content sleeping on a bed of ground bones. I can see Sōsuke thinking this from a biased perspective.

But he's also not some savior either. He's arrogant and has a callousness to him that conflicts with this more sympathetic view of him.

His anger at Kisuke for knowing the truth of the world and not trying to change it seems genuine. There's an air of hypocrisy to his character I can't shake and it makes me wanna know more about why. Like the question of the greater evil vs the lesser evil.

Except Ichigo. He steps forward, finally knowing himself in full, to defeat Sōsuke, to defeat Yhwach, yet I can't help but feel like he's still so ignorant of the world he lives in. If he learned about their horrors, could he truly stand by in shadows waiting as Kisuke does, or would he become like another Sōsuke, for whatever reason. Or would he become a different path?

Sōsuke is also related to illusion and water, a reflection. We never see his bankai and I would even go so far as to think that he own powers don't work as they do in canon. There's still too many unknowns about him for me to be confident in them. But Ichigo’s own insights about Sōsuke's loneliness is just... it's so tempting to build off of that.

Because those feelings are likely a reflection of Ichigo from when he was a young age and his own confusing powers may have brought only more loneliness instead of understanding or connection.

I can't help but think that Kisuke represents Stagnation and Sōsuke represents Progess. Except poth come with an unsavory taste in the mouth. Kisuke waits, likely works towards a goal, bit it's far too slow for the people that have already suffered because of the world. Sōsuke steps forward, also hiding until he's sure of his strike, and he probably would have won if not for Ichigo. What is Ichigo then?

The only part of the Soul King that's named is his heart, which can bring about miracles, things unexplained due to emotions and desires. It acts similar to the Hōgyoku. Ichigo speculates that Sōsuke may have actually wanted to lose to him and that's... also a lot of implication about Sōsuke's character. There's also the idea that Sōsuke may have built Ichigo up. To what? Defeat him? Stand by his side? To make him less lonely? Or are these Ichigo’s unreliable feelings, are they simply Ichigo’s own reflected onto Sōsuke?

Both of Kisuke and Sōsuke's plans and views come with a price. And Ichigo remains ignorant, but he stills fights for everyone to not pay that price, even his enemies.

In a way, it's like Sōsuke decided to pay a huge price upfront to pay back later, Kisuke is frugal and making sure to balance everything while moving forward but that means people can't attain true wealth within their lifetime. Yhwach decided to destroy the concept itself despite that it means everyone will then have to pay that price.

Ichigo, is just, bursting through all of that. But he's also only one person. And idk, that feels important to how change must be made collectively when it's about a whole society. All Ichigo does is step forward, with other people, like the beginning of a wave.

Like, this is the end of the post but SŌSUKE AND KANAME??????? That alone needs a whole thesis and how it informs both of their characters since the only person Sōsuke actually trusts out of everyone is Kaname

[crazy-dark-rainbow]

"I am the problem, I am fully aware of it. But I made the decision to impose myself on everyone else."

— 🦋 Sōsuke Aizen

[aizenify]

aizen floppa.. floppazen is real….

[the-chikyuu-times]

[suvidrache]

NSFW Alphabet - Aizen

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Word Count: 582 / Read it on AO3 | Offline Version

A: Aftercare - What they’re like after sex?

- He will get you whatever you need unless you’ve been mischievous, then he may tease you. “Go get it yourself, just don’t trip~”

B: Body Part - Their favorite part of themselves/you?

- His hands and your legs and ass.

C: Cum - Taste, texture, etc?

- Slightly salty and almost white color.

D: Dirty Secret

- Loves seeing you in private moments. Showering and leaving the door open? He’s looking in, but you would never see him. Changing your clothes? He’s watching, but you don’t see him. He would never admit to such disgusting acts if you ever questioned or accused him of such.

E: Experience - How much experience do they have?

- Maybe one or two previous partners. Very skilled.

F: Favorite Position

- Missionary, lotus, doggy, and that puts him deep inside you.

G: Goofy - How are they: serious, funny, etc?

- Not funny, but not super serious.

H: Hair - Shaved, not shaved, color?

- Trimmed, a darker shade of his hair.

I: Intimacy - How are they romantically?

- If he feels like it, he can be very romantic.

J: Jack Off - How often do they masturbate?

- Maybe once or twice, very rarely though, and you would be punished for making him get his hands dirty. It’s disgusting.

K: Kink - Their kinks?

- Bondage, blindfolds, and teasing.

L: Location - Favorite place(s) to do it?

- Anywhere, as long as it isn’t somewhere, you will be seen. As in no, not in the middle of a public beach, but maybe somewhere else on the beach where no one else is. People may come running if you scream loud enough, but that’s why you must be quiet.

M: Motivation - What gets them into it?

- Lingerie, and lightly teasing. “You like what you see, Sōsuke~?” “I’ll show you how much I do~,”

Don’t tease him much more than that.

N: No - Will not do/turns them off?

- Being too much of a brat. Making him get his hands dirty, (getting his cum on him).

O: Oral - Giving, receiving, skill?

- Both, and he is very skilled. If you’ve been bad, he would prefer receiving. He's going to make you wait.

P: Pace - Fast, rough, slow, etc?

- Slow and gentle, sometimes hard. Unless he’s in a bad mood, then he’ll go rough and fast.

Q: Quickie - How often?

- As often as he wants (with consent), sometimes when you want it as well.

R: Risk - Willing to take risks/experiment?

- Depends. He’s already a pretty open and adventurous guy.

S: Stamina - How long/many rounds can they go?

- 3, for about an hour each.

T: Toys - Do they have any/will they use them?

- If you show him and show him how to work with them. The thought had never crossed his mind before now.

U: Unfair - How much do they tease?

- Teases a lot. He enjoys what the teasing does to you.

V: Volume - How loud are they?

- Low-pitched moans. Not very loud, but not quiet either.

W: Wild Card - Something random?

- Loves marking you after you’ve finished your rounds. Whether it's in visible areas or not, it doesn't matter.

X: X-Ray - Size, appearance, etc?

- 7½, pale with a few noticeable veins that can be felt. Uncut.

Y: Yearning - How high is their sex drive?

- Slightly high, would have sex at least once or twice a week.

Z: ZZZ - How quickly do they fall asleep?

- He falls asleep right after you do, unless you're taking too long. Then, he’ll sleep before you, but he didn’t mean to.

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[velaenaa]

under circumstances \ sosuke aizen x reader

word count: 4.6k tags: angst

“I find you intriguing, Ms. Y/N.” His slender fingers made their way towards your chin, lifting, to meet your gaze. Aizen couldn’t help himself. He wanted to conquer you. He wouldn’t be satisfied if he didn’t have you. You fascinated him. You were soft spoken, yet so blunt, so tame and yet so carefree. He wanted to dissect your brain, figure out what in the world is going on. You were the strongest woman he knew, professionally and personally. He felt the carnal desire to take you; body, mind, and soul. 

You were the woman that men and women wanted, craved, and pined for. A woman who knew what she wanted. No nonsense gal. So when he had attempted to court you for the very first time you refused, stating you were better off without him. He wanted you even more. Of course very subtly, and less desperately he would try. Try and try, until you caved, becoming his.

And you did. You were his, and he was yours. You flirted, spent time with each other. Went on vacation together. Did everything together until one day;

“We are not together. Do not forget that.” 

Icy tones and dull words, left you empty, but pride refrained you from pleading like some beggar. Adhering to the words, you backed away,  until he pushed back to you, pulled away until he pulled you back. You knew you could break it off with this man, be with another woman, or man, or another, but you couldn’t shake him. You felt the connection between you and him that you’ve felt with no other, the pain was great, but the memories felt greater. The affection, intimacy felt greater than any hurt you’ve been caused thus far . As cliche as that sounds, you felt strongly for him. Hell, he even met your family, and you’ve met his. Under circumstances as friends, but met nonetheless.

-

He looked at you almost lovingly, caressing your cheeks, as you both clinked glasses. He had called you to celebrate his win on something related to his job. You knew better than to deny him a professional victory. You would've wanted the same support from him. You also knew better than to ask of what victory was he celebrating. Work was work and you two knew better than to let that mingle. 

He smiles coyly, as he plays with your ring covered hand, your mind races a million miles. You were an idiot, but you were a love struck idiot. You were specifically told not to say anything about your relationship again. You couldn’t bear it though, him looking at you so enamored, it gave your heart an ache, and it tired you out, so with a puff, 

“I love you and I want to be with you... Can you answer me and tell me you feel the same?”

It felt forever, he stared at you. You knew he was done. Aizen parts his hands from yours and stands up.

“No Need. It seems I've made a mistake.” You went to grab him but his hands met your wrist first. Feeling your body be pushed into the wall, a small thud, eyes widen, unbelieving he’d push you into the wall. His empty stare made your stomach hurt, anxiety rising to the top. Fingertips linger on the wall as orbs deepened stare. You go to open your mouth, ready to protest, mind going a million miles, but no words come out. Aizen stares, wordless, studying your features. A cornered prey, captured by her predator. You fought back in gaze, not going down without a fight as his hands grazed your curves, landing on your throat. His thumb brushes your lower lips, daydreaming about how they taste momentarily, before stepping backwards, he knew you two were over. You push yourself off the wall, eyebrows furrowed, quivering lips. 

“We need to talk about us…Please, Sosuke..” You plead. You sounded like an injured animal, begging for your life.

“No need. I made a mistake.” He repeats coldly, like you didn’t hear it the first time.

It was as if knives plunged down your heart when he responded. You fought tears back as he stared down at you, almost in such a ‘I told you so’ manner. Your arms fall to the side, shoulders in defeat, and you shake your head at him, walking past him, purposefully not moving so your bodies collide. Your heart shatters every step you take, but as you make your way out of his apartment his fingers clasp your wrist, and without thinking you recoil your arms, swiping away from him and grabbing your purse. Thank god you were too strong for this. You weren’t going to deal with this and you certainly weren’t going to be disrespected any longer. 

-

Grasping the card in your hand, your tears come back with full force, coming out like flood gates. A quick swipe and you fly into the apartment. You set your stuff down, taking in the air, attempting to balance out your emotions. Stepping towards the couch you let the tears flow, unable to stop it anymore. How could he say something like that? 

Being in the talking stage for almost a year now, not making anything official, dragging the relationship out. Nothing was going your way, all the while you went out of your way to make him happy. He didn’t hurt you, but you gave him every bit of your heart. The time you poured into a relationship that didn’t even exist to him? When you would run to his side when he requested you. Taking PTO from your prestigious job when you were desperately needed, leading to a warning from your boss. It was no game to you, but it was a mistake to him?

You couldn’t even function properly. You felt so disrespected and upset, deleting his contact number, and everything dealing with him, pictures, voicemails. His things in your house. You cried ugly as you removed him from your life, snot and all, but it was sincerely needed. Nobody deserves your tears. 

You couldn’t even contact your family, they were in another country and it was night time for them. You were contemplating calling your best friend, because one, she was dating his best friend and as much as you loved her, she told her boyfriend everything. And two, you didn’t want her around you right now, as you were in a fit of rage, not wanting to be calmed at the moment.

Once finished you ran a cold shower, even though you recoiled at the freezing temp, you needed to cool down. It had been a long day, long hours of trying to forget Sosuke Aizen. That dumb… insufferable.. Asshole. One day he's sweet and loving, the next he doesn’t even know you have feelings and disregards them. An enigma. You really wish you knew what was going through his head. You didn’t get why he acted the way he did. Why he didn’t claim you romantically. He wasn’t even seeing other women, not that you knew, so what was the purpose of not wanting to be with you?

The rush of anxiety goes through your head once again and you battle it out by looking at the showerhead, closing your eyes, and breathing slowly. Tears threatened to spill out but luckily the coldness kept it from happening. This was a nice facial for your face.. You missed his facial when he would c-..Your eyebrows furrow, and you let out a loud groan, angry you even thought of that in the first place! Finishing out the shower you step out of the shower and you peer at the counter, your phone buzzing. You ignore it and get ready for your sleep routine. Silk PJs and fluffy shoes for the win tonight, it was much needed. You pour your tea as you look at your work emails, figuring out what you were going to go back to. 

The time was 10:30PM and you finished up your tea, and got in bed, looking on your phone at tiktoks. You really were ignoring him and it was proving a success. 

10 missed calls.

15 missed facetime calls.

5 messages.

You were going to figure it out tomorrow morning.

The feeling of tiredness enveloped you and you closed your eyes, hoping for a better day tomorrow. 

-

Tomorrow rolls around, and you had been up early. Your car pulls up, ready to take you to work and you order breakfast on your way there. When you said you’d figure it out tomorrow morning you really just deleted all the logs and information, you didn’t even bother to read his messages. It didn’t matter to you at that point. You were adamant on this decision and you weren’t going to turn your back on it. 

You discussed plans for the week as you picked up your order for your boss and yourself. Byakuya Kuchiki was your esteemed boss and you couldn’t let him down. He was going to head into the office today, a thing he rarely did, and you wanted to make sure he wasn’t going to be unsatisfied with anything going on in the office. Not that he was going to be upset, you made sure everyone was keeping track, sales were up, training was done, and every milestones needed to be met were. You just did not want anything to pop up. This was also a good thing for you to be preoccupied. Messing around with a man your company was rivals with never really did you any good.

“I will need to talk to you about something when you get here.” His icy tone gave you some sort of comfort. 

“Yes Sir.” You promptly say, as you get out of the drive through. 

You gave your driver the other sandwich you ordered and headed out of the car, running into the building, since it was pouring heavy. You were greeted by the front desk and you headed towards your office, making sure to stop by a couple of managers on your way in. 

Once you settled yourself a knock found itself placed on your door and you shouted at the person to walk in. As you put your glasses on you started reading emails that you may have missed and the man walking in was your secretary. You greeted him warily and he tilted his head at you, “Girl why do you look so sad.” He was a sweet boy, able to read you.Boy problems were the biggest thing the two of you bonded to, and it was great to have such a good support system. 

“Oh.. you know..” You couldn’t even finish it and another person approached your office, this time you felt tense. It was Byakuya himself. Your secretary bowed and promptly took his leave. You stood up and bowed yourself, and he dismisses you. He dropped a folder on your desk. You took note of how he looked as he started speaking. His beige colored suit, no dust or crease, his hair slicked back, a bit wild towards the end, but still professional. Truly a perfect being at the pinnacle of his game. 

“Y/N.” He says sternly. Your eyes shoot up at him and you blush, grinning sheepishly. “I’m so sorry. I was daydreaming.” He just blinked at you and crossed his arms, “I am aware. Did you hear a word I said?” You shook your head ‘no.’

“I’m sorry. I’ve had a horrible night. Your breakfast is right there.” You motioned towards your other desk and he grabs the food moments later after giving you a couple seconds to compose yourself. He then pulls up a chair next to you and you two get to discussing the future of the company and what he expects of you. Nothing too troublesome, but as he never comes in to the office he thought it would be good to keep you updated on what he wants to envision for the company. You were a reliable woman and he respected you greatly to keep his most busiest and most profitable sector of his company tamed. It was a wonder you could do it, as it stressed even the most level headed man alive. 

As you two near the end of the discussion you sigh, and he could tell something definitely was wrong as well. You weren’t your normal cheery self. You seemed ultra focused more than normal as well. As if getting away from something.

“Something is wrong.” He simply mentions as he stopped his typing. You shook your head, and if it was anything he hated were liars.

“You’re lying. You look like you’re about to cry.” You gave up and rolled your eyes, “Boy problems sir.” 

“Would you like to talk about it?” He offers and this makes you confused. This is  a man who never discusses anything but work and upholding the values of the job. To casually talk to him was way too odd for you, but it felt super comforting that he seemed to care, so you took his advice and your lips part, no words coming out.

“Uh..” You wait a couple minutes to see if you were going to burst into tears but nothing came out thankfully. You did, however, feel hot.

“What would you do if a woman you’ve been chasing tells you that your ‘relationship’ was a mistake?” He tilts his head a bit caught off guard of the question.

“I would move on.” He simply stated

“Even if.. You two did everything a couple does … but he was adamant on not calling you his girlfriend?”

“He did not love you, or he is not mature enough to love you. You can’t afford to play childish games, not at this point in life.” He states again. Your face feels like lava now, fighting the urge to tear up. It hurt to hear that. It was almost a year of trying to love him and showing him that and if that were the case, he couldn’t bother loving you back.

-

You didn’t know how but Byakuya became part of your support system. He managed to keep it professional as well when needed. It was endearing, and you found it sweet. He’d been calling you more frequently in the last couple months and you had gotten over it at this point. You’d go out with Byakuya when he’d offer and you made it known you were still in the healing process, to which he absolutely honored. He mentioned that this was a complete platonic exchange. He couldn’t afford his most trusted confidante to not be at her A-Game. 

You dressed in a short black dress, curves accentuated, black louboutins, and minimal makeup. You had curled your hair and pinned it back in a ponytail, pulling two strands on the side of your face. 

Byakuya mentioned that a third would be joining the three of you at dinner as a possible prospect joining the company to help aid him in the region you work in. He wasn’t going to be here forever and was going to have to head back to his mainstay, which greatly saddened you, but it was something you knew was to happen eventually. 

The waiter took you to your table to which you arrived first. He mentioned the two gentlemen that you were with will be here shortly. You nodded, thinking not much of it. You drank the wine that was graciously provided for you as a compliment.

You were enjoying the wine, taking in the atmosphere until the relaxed nature was cracked.

You saw Byakuya walking in with none other than the last man you wanted to see right now; Sosuke Aizen.

You almost broke your glass as you wrapped your fingers around the base a little too tight. You breathed through your nose. You weren’t about to piss off Byakuya, so for the sake of the company, you smiled at them. You noticed the visible shock from Aizen as he approached you two.

“Hello, It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Sosuke Aizen.” He holds out his hand towards you and you take it, faking a sweet expression, the anger rising. His warm lips meet the back of your hand and you recoil mentally.. But it felt good. You exchanged pleasantries before you sat back down. Byakuya nodded at you and the meeting dinner starts.

He mentions having Aizen as an asset to the company, ensuring the region's success along with you as the right hand man. He’d originally ask you to become the region's lead, but you’d turn it down, noting that your current position as CFO was far more enjoyable than the one he was asking you to partake in.  Aizen was to take on the tasks that Byakuya usually handles, except for this region of the company. Aizen was originally in a rival company that he’d co founded but left due to wanting a different path for the company. He noted that what you and Byakuya were doing were more fit to his liking than his old partners, Kisuke & Shinji. Byakuya saw him as a valuable asset due to his skills and how well he would handle the workload, and he held a very very important role in the financial world. That was a grand asset to have in itself.. 

“He will take my spot as head. I hope you two get acclimated to working together. Y/N is a great asset and an exceptional member of the team. I trust you will take care of each other.” 

“Of course Byakuya. You know me.” Aizen had a small smirk as he raised his glass towards the middle of the table. The three of you toast and discuss more matters of the company, communicating on what you were going to achieve by the end of the year, etc.

Once the meeting ends Byakuya was called to an emergency and was needed immediately so he leaves, entrusting you with the company of Aizen. 

“Y/N.” He starts, and you roll your eyes

“I’m going to finish my wine and I will be taking my leave.” You start but you hear him chuckle, deeply, a bit alluring.

“You don’t want to talk, darling?”

“I think I made it clear when I missed your calls.” Voice covered in poison, and Aizen sighed. 

“Look, I-” You really didn’t care to hear the explanation, you got your things and took a brisk leave, making sure to tip on your way out. Sosuke followed you out, and when you both made it outside on the street he grasped your wrist. You wormed your way towards the alley way before he released his grip from your hands, and you whipped out towards him, face red with anger. 

“How could you?! You.. You pretend to fall in love with me for almost a year… treat me like I was the one… I respect your wish to not be together.. Even though you know what I wanted.. And then you tell me that you made a mistake? That we.. we didn’t matter?” You were in tears, he broke you down completely, you were ashamed at the display, but you were also upset, rightfully so. He silently stood there, and you couldn’t read him. “You’re such a terrible man, Sosuke Aizen, you don’t care about anyone but yourself. All you did was manipulate and hurt me. And then you think that it’s okay to just walk into my life again- especially as my new boss, not a  care in the world? So of course, I don’t want to talk.”

Once again you were there cornered by him like some prey wounded in the woods. He didn’t say anything, rather he just took you in his arms and your lips met. It was a fragile kiss. Sweet and tender. Full of feelings. One you’ve never had felt before- not with Aizen. You melted into it, tears begging to continue. 

It was like this for a minute until he pulled away. “Come with me.” He said rather demandingly. You complied, and he led you to his car. You hastily climb in. Cursing yourself that he still seemed to have a hold on you, even though you spent so much time getting over him. You didn’t make eye contact as his driver starts, probably towards your house. This wasn’t a new occasion for him.

“I would like to apologize. I made the mistake of letting you go. I’m not one to explain my feelings, but I truly wasn’t ready to be with you, because I was scared. It isn’t a good explanation, and you have every right to be upset with me, but I’m not very good at this.” He was good at other things; taking over the finance world, working his ass off, building an empire from the ground up, making money, but feelings? He was so far disconnected from that concept that it crushed him when he sounded so half assed with his apology.

Truth is, he had gone to therapy to figure out why he was so disregarding of his feelings and others. He had originally only sought you out for purposes of satiating his appetite for sex and intimacy, to conquer a queen befitting for him. You’d prove to show more than that, things he truly didn’t deem he deserved, love and generosity you’d lay out, and instead of trying to overpower that feeling, he succumbed to it, self destructing, uncaring of your thoughts, your feelings, desires. It was genuine, you’d never seen this side of him. This expression was like a child apologizing for the first time. It made you melt. It made you sad. Heart flaring. You weren’t stupid. But you weren’t heartless.

Arms envelop his tousled head, as he gets pulled into his ladies chest. You gently breathed through your nose, silent, lips pursed tight to prevent any emotions from streaming out uncontrollably. You held him as he snaked his arms around you. You knew how hard it must have been for this man to tell you how he felt, albeit a bit hollow, you figure he has more to work on, but this was a start. You were a bit proud, a bit happy, a bit upset, a bit of everything. 

“Sosuke..” You were the one to break the silence, grasping for answers. You suddenly felt an overwhelming tiredness overcome you and you lay your head on his shoulder, eyes closing. This entire situation had you exhausted and your body gave out, and you weren’t gonna fight it. Your eyelids felt so heavy as you succumbed to sleep, that you completely ignored the rest of the conversation. Aizen must’ve felt you slipping away, as he cradled you in his arms. He was a bit confused as to why you suddenly fell asleep, but he paid no mind to the technicalities and just rolled with it. Hopefully you could let him slide with fishing through your purse for your apartment card. 

You woke up suddenly to the clank of dishes hitting each other. Panicking, you attempt to grab your phone that you normally place on your nightstand, only for it to not be there. Looking down, you were wearing your silk pajamas in your bed, you also smelled a faint trace of tea in the air. That meant Sosuke was in the kitchen. You slipped out of bed and trudged your way over to the kitchen, seeing the man in all his glory. His hair looked a bit messy, his suit jacket off- only dress shirt and his khakis, which made him look delectable. He was busy looking at the tea as he didn’t sense your presence from behind. 

Delicate fingers wrap around his waist as he's caught by surprise. Aizen eases into the unnerving hug and after you pull away he turns toward you, lifting your chin and kissing you. You could get used to this. This was what you wanted, what you needed, this was the life, the relationship that you so desperately wanted for him and for you, for ‘us’. He was doing this right now, just like how he was doing it the last time, you still couldn’t wrap your head around it. You furrow your brows mid kiss, trying not to ruin the moment, and it works, for now. 

“Darling..” You open your eyes, and his gaze was soft, no intensity whatsoever. Who in the world abducted Sosuke Aizen? He’s never had his guard down like this. “Sosuke..” He goes to smile, but you needed to lay down the law first, “We have to talk. About us, about everything, and what we’re supposed to do.”  His attempted smile drops, and he nods, a little hesitant, but he agrees. He pours you and himself a cup of tea before you two sit on the living room couch, situating yourselves and getting comfortable.

“Did you hear the part in the car?” You gave him a nod. This signaled him to continue, “I went to therapy when we ended things. I was able to unpack a lot of trauma, and figure out what I should be working on.. It’s a process, and I'm still going, but it’s going to take a while.” He looked visibly uncomfortable doing this, but he needed to do so, or else he’d never have the courage;  “I love you.” Your heart skips a beat, your body feeling warm all of the sudden, “I always have. I just.. I wasn’t in the right mindset to say it back then. I may not even be in the right mindset now, but you were right. I should say it, even if things are difficult.” The cold callous Sosuke Aizen you knew wasn’t here today in front of you, this newfound sweetness, almost porcelain like feel, a loving aura. You felt happy, you never thought he’d say these things. It was like a dream. 

“What do you wanna do, from here on out?” He asks, never taking his eyes off of you. You thought for a brief moment, would you be willing to undo and erase all the wrong doings? Do you want to deal with the hardships again? Of course you were, who were you kidding; you were utterly in love with this man.

“I.. I want to be with you.. As a couple, boyfriend and girlfriend, label and all. I want to do it right.” 

“I would like nothing else.” 

“I love you too.”

This felt like a huge huge load off your shoulders. It was so intensely quiet thereafter, and  you two just stared at each other, before it dawned on you, “What about work?”

“I don’t care if you don’t.” As if your heart couldn’t get any bigger. 

-

A couple of months go by, and business was back to usual, you were back to your normal self, and Sosuke was back to his broody mean self, but with you he was gentle, and lovely. You just wanted him to care for you, and he was doing just that. From the top; flirting, spending a lot of time together, and hell since you two work together you two go to lunch everyday. Dates have resumed, all is well. Byakuya even spoke with you about the relationship, and that he was counting on you to make sure it did not affect the workplace. Assurance done,  or he had free reign to fire you. 

Sosuke was getting adjusted to the lifestyle, it was new to be so poetic with his love, but he's doing better than he credits himself, and you made sure to tell him that. 

-

Authors Note: Hello ^_^ Thank you for reading, this is my first piece here. I don’t tend to have it proofread, so there may or may not be any issues. English is my 2nd language so apologies for any incorrectness. I hope you enjoyed it!

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With his hands around your waist, pressing you against him, he whispers in your ear how much he desires to make you the “bearer of his descendance”

Your back laying on his chest, your legs hanging down his legs; sitting on that sterile “throne”, the king assures a step further on his plans...

Oh, Sosuke Aizen, what do you see in that future of yours? Solitude? Defeat? Why do you need a successor?

Your nape, your hair, rest on Sosuke’s shoulder and neck. Up, his right hand slides; your neck it finds, crushing carotids and jugulars, making you dizzy… out of breath, perhaps even controlling you to go and come from the brink of death. Slap after slap, thighs hitting against your ass. Sweaty surfaces that go up and down, as he drills into you with desperate hips.

“Will you bear my child, dear (Name)?” he asks, coercing you to say yes… in any case, a blurred mind and an almost limp body is unable to say otherwise.

“Y-ye-yes, Aizen-sa-sama” you cry, as he presses your cheeks, so your lips become pouty, and your words come out in an adorably humiliating way.

A sophisticated, tinted in psychopathic, smirk escapes his lips. It makes you tremble, how can someone be so sexy, so soft and yet so scary at the same time? Guess the strongest don’t really need to be violent.. oh, but what definitely holds an almost unbearable violence, are those hip thrusts that wont stop pumping on you.

And your walls, as lustful, as desperate as those thrusts, spasm, milking that man that needs to shut his chocolate eyes closed… see, there is a reason why you were chosen to serve Aizen-sama.

“Aren’t you a little bit needy? Heh” he murmurs, biting ever so softly the lobe of your right ear. The humid words of his hot breath, feels like they are kissing your brain, pulling you down with tingles everywhere.

“Always for you, Aizen-sama” you purr, in heaven, with your inner thighs trembling and your toes a little curled. “I am yours to please, I am yours to be used…”

Sosuke growls; he definitely knows how his you are. But, even though, the moment he listens to those words, his body reacts uncontrollably… So far from the cold, calm, and collected Aizen you know, he bites your neck. His thrusts are even more violent than before, this time you can’t bounce properly as his delicate hands, yet strong and evil, grab you by your waist. He lifts you up, he doesn’t really need you moving… just be a hole for his insatiable hunger this time.

“Shsh, baby…” he murmurs, penetrating you so perfectly. The position, with you lifted and softly bent forward allows the tip of his sex to hardly push your sweet spot. Like an expert, knowing so very well, exactly where to press, he makes you retort with just the violent drill of unstoppable ramming.

It is nearly impossible for you not to come, viciously and aggressively, as suspended in between heaven and hell… well, isn’t it funny how the new king of Hueco Mundo is actually fucking your right now?

“Come on, cum so that I can fill you up very well…” he continues, enjoying the pleasure of your milking walls. “You know you shouldn’t waste a single drop, baby? Would you keep it inside for me? We need to make you very, very pregnant”

You shiver… exactly why, you don’t really know. Is it because of your orgasm taking over? Or is it because you are being entrusted with such a high order from Aizen-sama?

In any case… “Yes, Aizen-sama… make me, really, really pregnant…” “Very good, my beautiful ray of sun… come on, do it with a smile for me… but, please, make sure not to fail”

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤAh, toxic motherfucker!

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+ cw. —› ex-husband aizen souske x (fem)reader, headcanon format, yan!behaviour, smût, angst undertones, marking, jealousy, mentions of breeding kink & baby-trapping | +wc. —0.7kish

+ notes. —› i was listening to cherry waves by deftones ( for the first time ) & this happened. maybe I'll pull this into a fic but for now, have this, please || redirect to blog navigation.

+. ex!husband aizen souske who feels his throat dry, lips corrosive against his favorite drink when he sees you in a cheap restaurant with another guy, considerably younger to y/n, who is alluded in her charms like he was when he first saw her walking down the aisle; when he casually stopped by, at that cheap bar after a long day at work.

+. ex!husband aizen souske who makes sure that from now on he will pay a visit to you and his beloved daughters every weekend so that she does not have to look for affection at some cheap bars and restaurants. This way at least he can ask her if she is actually planning for her second innings or not.

+. ex!husband aizen souske who calls you at ungodly hours: on a warm afternoon or in the dead of night just to let remind you that he will be coming to pick you up after work tomorrow for a weekly visit with his daughters just so his other meetings do not get delayed but all he wants to do is to keep you on watch as much as possible.

+. ex!husband aizen souske occasionally sends gifts to his daughters in order to send his ex-wife expensive presents with personal notes, as if he will return to this home after his work as if he never left.

+. ex!husband aizen souske who checks you out when you're unaware and yet tells you in that familiar deep husky tone: how much those colors suit her that he hated once, how much she looks charming and beautiful, how much she changed since he left and maybe divorce looks good on her : independent and elegant like a free bird.

+. ex!husband aizen souske who thinks her new young boyfriend is not good enough for you, always ends up going to the same restaurants and hotels where he used to take her, just remembering those good old memories.

+. ex!husband aizen souske who wants you back can not just let this opportunity slide, that is, him visiting you when the daughters are not home; so he just asks if you ever regret it or not as if he still can, as if he owns you. And, when he is responded with the same question right back at him he secretly congratulates himself for getting under your skin.

+. ex!husband aizen souske who knows your weak points lets you walk away knowing very well that you will turn around to have a last glance at him. So, all he would do is not turn his gaze when you have already walked passed by him, so that when you turn around all he has to do is to grab your wrists above her head saying, “Answer me. I asked you a question. Do you or do you not regret it?”

+. ex!husband aizen souske who is currently inches apart from you, staring right into your eyes while you squirm and look away but his hold on you grows only stronger when he sees your beautiful eyes glistening more than it usually does, perhaps he scared you a bit, cocks his head to a side, in the dip of your neck inhaling her scent murmuring, “Still wearing that perfume I gifted you, huh ?”

+. ex!husband aizen souske who is absorbed in the good old memories of you, your scent, and what he used to do whenever you used to cry and look sad is now slowly curling his arms around your waist while his lips drag from the corner of your lips to the neckline and then on to collar bones.

+. ex!husband aizen souske who smirks the moment he hears you moaning, even if it's feeble he lets go of her hands so that you can rest them over his shoulders while he could carry her to the nearby cupboard top to make you feel less lonely. He has fucked her there, made babies with her and he can do it again.

+. ex!husband aizen souske who could already feel you gripping the collar of his suit while he presses his hard-on against your entrance is already marking all the way up your exposed neckline so that whenever you meet with your new young boyfriend, he would take the hint right away. There is no way he is losing to a mere boy like Gin Ichimaru. He has to be the better one.

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