The God Of Hueco Mundo

RP blog for Dark Aizen Sosuke and his pet Ichimaru Gin from Tite Kubo's Bleach. Sideblog to InmensaPotentia. Follows will come from there.

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Fuck. The idea of being made to take them both at once is both appealing and nerve wracking. There's no way they'll fit both inside of him, right? Not with how big and thick Aizen's cock is suddenly. How the fuck did that even happen?

And there's no promise that Aizen will actually grant him that, he could be toying with him for all he knows, but it doesn't mean that he won't try to do what he can to ensure that he won't take them both, no matter how appealing it may be.

His hips rock, using strong thigh muscles to help move himself on Gin's cock. There is nothing slow about it, nothing gentle, each time he moves downward it is harsh and fast, the slapping of skin against skin echoing throughout the room.

He tries to thrust upwards against Aizen's hand, to grind against both his hand and his cock, lips parting in pleased gasps and moans that he does not bother to hide either because it feels too damn good.

There is a brief temptation to take that cock into his mouth, or at least try to, but he's flexible but not that flexible so he'll have to wait.

Grimmjow cries out as Aizen's teeth dig sharply into his shoulders, instantly breaking skin and causing blood to pour from the wound. His thighs are bleeding, too, from Gin's scratches.

By the time they're done here, he is going to be covered in wounds and blood and that's just fine with him. It just makes him all the more eager and desperate for everything that these two will give him.

He lifts his gaze for that impressive cock to lift his eyes to Aizen, so that he can look at him when he makes his request. "I wanna taste you." Not spoken like a question but he's certain that it will catch Aizen's attention. There's no way he'll fit his mouth around that cock but fuck, he wants to try.

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Gin was struggling to keep himself under any kind of control, nails catching randomly at Grimmjow's legs and hips as the blue haired man rode him. His eyes had clenched shut as the pleasure washed over him with each and every motion by the Arrancar. Still those soft moans and whines bubbled past his lips, his hips trying to flex at least a little under their sweet little Kitty.

Though the blue haired man's words had his eyes peeking open again, a louder moan coming from Gin as he shuddered softly at the look on Aizen's face. It wasn't the neediness that had increased his volume, though he did enjoy that as well, it was more so the way Aizen's eyes had lit up in delight at the suggestion. Or perhaps more so at the freedom it offered him to indulge his need to punish, to hurt.

Aizen's eyes practically glowed purple with the power he was suppressing to ensure his pets could currently move as they wished. But he was a benevolent God and so, while that tone certainly needed help, he could still reward the Sexta for asking for what he wanted. At least he could after he reminded him how to behave.

His hand abandoned both of their cocks, instead snapping up to grip Grimmjow's throat roughly, fingers digging in against tan skin. The brunet used his free hand to push on the beast's shoulder, forcing him to still the next time he sank down onto Gin. While he wasn't planning to let it gentle his hand with Grimmjow, the beast could only learn if he stayed firm, he still enjoyed the low whine that Gin gave while his back arched subtly off the table at how his pleasure was so suddenly interrupted.

"I think you should try to remember how kind I am to you, Grimmjow," His words were spoken on a malevolent smile, lips and teeth still stained with the Hollow's blood, as he leaned in close to look Grimmjow in the eye. "Or do you need me to show you how un-kind I can be?"

Hips tipping back, the white of his heavy cock drug against Grimmjow's, though not for pleasure. No, the threat was quite clear, at least as far as Aizen was concerned, as the tip of his cock nudged against the Arrancar's balls, body not quite far enough back to go lower. Though it wasn't that he was against it.

"Perhaps you'd like to try again?" Finally, his hand relaxed enough to give Grimmjow a chance to breathe and perhaps speak again.

As benevolent as he was, the God was still short on patience. If only because he was looking forward to sinking himself into Grimmjow and introducing him to things the poor naive Arrancar didn't know about.

Things he couldn't be prepared for.

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Being lifted off of Gin fills him with a sense of disappointment. He's about to complain until he realizes what's happening as he's dropped back down on top of Gin. It doesn't take long for both of them to force him to take Gin's cock back inside of him, making his body tremble as Gin fills him up once more, Grimmjow sinking down onto him completely until he has taken the entirely of Gin's cock inside of him.

He doesn't move. Not yet, anyway. Instead, he seems more focused on what Aizen is doing, on what he's about to show him. Even if he wanted to move, with Gin's hands pulling him down and forcing him still, he'd have to make an effort to struggle in the hold so he could move.

Grimmjow's aqua blue eyes widen in surprise at the sight before him as the man's cock is revealed to him, making his breath hitch in both nerves and excitment. Fuck, that's supposed to be going inside of him?

It feel like he's being split in two and yet, Grimmjow wants that. He wants to be forced onto that rather large cock, he wants to be used and made to take it until he can't handle it anymore.

Fuck. Something about it turns him on all the more and he tries to move, rocking against Gin as best he can in his hold, seeking friction and pleasure. His cock is so hard it aches and the rather inhuman cock before him only makes him feel all the more desperate.

Forgiveness? His wide eyes are glued to that monstrous delicious looking cock but he forces them away, to lock onto Aizen's eyes. For a moment, he considers his options. He can keep being an asshole and not enjoy this so much or he can take Aizen's mercy for what it is and make this a little easier on himself.

Fuck. He hates saying sorry to this bastard.

"And how am I supposed ta ask you forgiveness? Ya wanna hear the words 'I'm sorry'? You want something else?" Whatever makes it easier, really, because he wants to prove that he can handle this. If he keeps being stubborn and mouthy, it won't work in his favor. If Aizen says he wants to hear he's sorry, fine, and if he instructs him to do something to earn forgiveness? He supposes he will give that a shot, too.

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"Oh~"

Gin's surprised little sound escaped as Grimmjow started wriggling in his lap, trying to move more. He didn't need restrained to keep himself filled, his desperation reminding the silver haired man of himself and how he hungered for everything Aizen had ever offered him. His hands gentled on Grimmjow's hips, letting him rock a bit as his hands stroked down onto the blue haired man's thighs. Only to drag his nails roughly up the inside of Grimmjow's thighs just to see what happened.

"I was considering letting you be creative," Aizen's voice came out just short of a drawl as he drug his fingertips up the underside of his own cock, lifting it as he shifted the last couple centimeters closer that he could get. Letting his monstrous cock flop against Grimmjow's own cock, he leaned in, bracing his free hand on the table. "But if that's too much for my needy Little Kitty, then how about this. If you can finish Gin before I get bored, I'll only make you take me."

Not that his offer was truly any kinder to Grimmjow.

Not that the Arrancar understood that. After all, only Gin had earned the right to see him learn how to master anything new. Meaning that only Gin had been given the gift of seeing him in this form before.

As long as Aizen's fingers were, he could still only just curl his thumb and fingers around both himself and Grimmjow's cocks. Even then, only the first joint of his fingers flexed and only due to how his grip had settled between the bulges along the shaft. He'd have gripped higher, but he didn't trust his ability to get a clean grip on Grimmjow if he did.

Head dipping, he bit Grimmjow's shoulder, teeth sinking deeper until that tang of blood filled his senses again. Even in his supposedly human life Aizen had never been contained by societal pressures, and now that he'd embraced his Godhood, the brunet had no reason to pretend to be anything but what he was.

He kept his grip loose so that Grimmjow could work between the two men, could push up through Aizen's fist and then fuck himself full of Gin again. It wasn't nearly enough for him, but that didn't mean he wouldn't enjoy it for a few moments at least. Watching Gin toss his head against the table, listening to those wonderful little whimpered moans bubbling past his lips, Aizen finally released the Arrancar's shoulder. Though he continued to lap at the blood spilling from tanned skin every few seconds.

"Enjoying yourself, Gin?" His words were spoken on an amused purr, his lips and tongue stained red with Grimmjow's blood.

"Yessss," The word came out on a soft hiss as Gin shuddered and tried to shift his own hips under Grimmjow, chasing the building pleasure.

"Perhaps you do want my forgiveness, Grimmjow." He pressed his lips to one of the places his teeth had broken flesh, the fresh rush of blood staining his grinning teeth. "But you're going to have to work harder to keep my interest..."

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He's taking way too much time in Grimmjow's opinion but what he expects is Gin to push his fingers inside of him. What he doesn't expect is to be yanked down onto Gin's cock.

Instantly he cries out in both pain and pleasure as Gin shoves himself inside of him but the weight pulling him down makes it far more painful as he's practically shoved and forced to take Gin all the way in with very little prep.

But, Grimmjow meant it when he said that he can take it. That his body is not easily breakable so while his fingers dig into the chest that his hands have flown too, it is the only indication that he is pain, except for perhaps the bleeding around Gin's cock that the tearing had done.

"Fuck." Grimmjow releases a shuddering breath, taking a moment to adjust, but it's not enough. It won't be enough until he's being fucked until he can barely move. As soon as the pressure lifts and Grimmjow can move and Gin rocks him with a thrust, Grimmjow begins to roll his hips to try and move himself along Gin's cock, lips parting in a gasping breath.

Grimmjow's teeth grit in a hiss as Aizen's nails tear through his skin, leaving bleeding trails in their wake. "Didn't I just tell ya I can handle all of you?" He wants it all. He wants to prove he can take every single bit of it, even if he doesn't actually know too much about what they're referring to.

Grimmjow's finger nails turns into claws and he drags them across Gin's flesh, digging the claws into his chest ever so slightly to create pin prick wounds that bleed small droplets of blood.

His hips rock again with very little care for how desperate and needy he may seem. The arrancar doesn't know the feeling of shame right now, he doesn't care to pretend he's not cock hungry.

"Fuck me already." Grimmjow knows the next words he's going to say isn't going to be good for him, he should probably watch his words, but he's never been good at that. "Right now, it sounds a whole lot like nothin' but a bunch of talk."

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Durable was certainly something that any pet of the Benevolent God should be, would need, his temper and his standards for their behavior insisted upon that much. And Grimmjow had proven his ability to cope with a lot of things, had even continued to ask, as silent as his pleas were, for Aizen and Gin to use him. Thankfully, neither had complaint about that fact.

Gin still moaned under him, the sound rough and hungry as Grimmjow's hands, Grimmjow's claws, found his chest and dug in. The spots of blood just made the Fox all the more excited to see where this went. Whether the Arrancar's body could pay the toll his mouth was promising.

The way the Sexta took to riding Gin all the same pleased both Shinigami, both loving to see how desperate their Kitty was for them. For as much as Grimmjow spoke down against it, he still begged for them constantly, as if all he could think of was how it would feel to be stretched and filled by them at all times. And today, he'd get to see just how much he could take.

Aizen's tongue drug against Grimmjow's back once more, the harsh tang of blood making his own sing with desire. A shimmer of purple reiatsu rushed over his body, leaving a fade of white spreading over his skin as well, starting at his ribcage and then spreading down until it disappeared under his pants. Even though the silver haired man couldn't possibly see the white to his flesh, Aizen could still see the excitement spike in those beautiful blue eyes.

The God's hands stroked down Grimmjow's sides and down to his upper thighs, "As much as I'd love to take you up on that offer, Grimmjow, first..."

Trailing off, his fingers gripped more firmly at Grimmjow's flesh so that he could lift the blue haired man up off Gin's cock. But if Grimmjow thought it was to be any kind of reprieve, he was fixing to be quite disappointed. Instead, Gin's hands came up as well to help support him and with a quick shuffle that showed experience in sharing their partners, they dropped Grimmjow back on his knees over Gin once more. Just now facing Aizen instead of the silver haired man.

"I'd like you to look at what you're agreeing to take here." Aizen was smiling in that way that tugged just a little to the left, the cruelty in his gaze giving away what he was enjoying about all of this. His hand lifted to Grimmjow's shoulder, knowing Gin would be keeping up with him as always to help ensure things went smoothly, and shoved down to force him back down the silver man's not insignificant length. "So have a seat and watch."

Gin's hands came up to grip at Grimmjow's hips, pulling at him to keep him seated on his cock once more. "If its too much for you, Kitty, I can take it instead..."

Long fingers worked at releasing the sash he wore, Aizen taking a small step back so that he could just see Gin's pretty blue eyes peaking around Grimmjow's body to watch him. His Fox quite liked this particular version of him embracing his inhumanity, his godhood. Now to see what their Kitty thought.

The brunet parted the fasteners on his pants, letting them gape open around his hips to reveal his cock. It hung heavy between his legs, its weight keeping it from standing quite like that of his human like body. Though his godhood showed through easily with how clearly not-human his body was now. Not when his cock hung with not one, but two bulges along the shaft that expanded the girth in rings around his cock. Nor with the tip angled and pointed, the slit shadowed by subtle ridges; the same kind of ridges running down the full length of his monstrous cock.

Not only for shape, but size.

On his own, Aizen's crafted cock neared the girth that he and Gin had worked together to give Grimmjow before. And that was without counting the twin bulges that added an extra inch to the diameter. Which Grimmjow's expression said he had realized as well.

"Now, Grimmjow," Aizen crowded back in between Gin's legs, his finger tips dragging teasingly over his own cock. "Are you still impatient for me to fuck you already, or would you like to ask my forgiveness?"

He was a benevolent God after all, so he might be so kind as to offer something akin to forgiveness.

If Grimmjow asked.

Nicely.

Either way, Aizen would still have his fun.

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It's laughable that Aizen thinks he has any issue with not being treated like a blushing virgin. He likes the rough and the pain, craves it even, and maybe that is why he misbehaves so much. It's no longer to just annoy but also seek out those punishments.

Grimmjow wants to hurt so bad he's aching for days, maybe even weeks, and today is no different. Grimmjow shivers on top of Gin, those fingers leaving behind goosebumps in his wake and then he unashamedly groans as he feels Gin's hardened cock against his ass.

"My body ain't easily breakable and I don't fuckin' want gentle. Since when have I ever asked for gentle?" The fuck? No, he wants to be wrecked and ruined, he wants whatever these two will give him, damn the consequences.

Grimmjow grabs ahold of one of Gin's hands, pulling his hand to his mouth so that he can wrap his lips around two fingers. Aizen did say Gin can help him with the task of stretching him out, after all, so he works his mouth and tongue along Gin's fingers.

It's obscene, it's purposeful, the way he drags his tongue along the flesh and sucks at it. It's meant to mimic going down on either one of them and while he does it, he grinds himself against Gin's cock once more.

Only when he thinks Gin's fingers are nice and wet, Grimmjow lets go of his hand and fingers. Tongue drags across his own bottom lip, cocking his head at Gin. "Well? Ya gonna help me or what?"

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Gin absolutely understood Grimmjow's love of being punished, always helping their God find a reason to hurt them. To make them scream their pleasured pain for him. And Gin was more than happy to help ensure that they all enjoyed themselves in all the vicious and cruel ways they so thrived on.

Grimmjow's words still sparked something in both the former-shinigami, both taking offense at the Arrancar's reaction to Aizen's kind offer. But that didn't stop Gin from letting Grimmjow take his fingers in his mouth, that sinful tongue drawing a moan from the silver haired man. There was a part of him that was sad it was only his fingers that were getting such perfect attention by their needy little Kitty.

Blue eyes slid to Aizen as his fingers were soaked, Gin's hips flexing subtly under Grimmjow in a way that was little more than nervous fidgeting. At least that was how it should read to the blue haired man kneeling over him.

Aizen, however, saw through Gin as he always did and gave a single nod as he continued down the steps, making sure to pause for just a heart beat before stepping to the next. Though that didn't mean he wasn't still coming down the steps quickly, already halfway down from his dais. He was curious to see how well Grimmjow would handle what he had planned; he talked a big game but oh, that just meant the fall would be sweeter.

Perhaps he'd even be rewarded with Grimmjow's tears tonight.

It was a lovely goal if nothing else.

"My, my, so impatient Kitty Kitty..." Gin's words were purred, that tiny hint of blue between his lashes focused back on Grimmjow when the Arrancar challenged him.

Watching Gin drop his hand behind Grimmjow, diving between those beautifully tan thighs, Aizen found his lips finally shifting back towards that easy smile that so often rested on his face. The toothiness of Gin's grin as well as his silent inquiry from before had the God's anticipation rising again. Might even give their Kitty some idea of what to expect tonight.

At least the disregard for his safety.

After all, if Grimmjow wasn't worried about his body, if he thought he was so unbreakable, then wasn't it his God's duty to ensure he learned his limits? To help him see what could break him? If for no other reason than Aizen wished to see him break.

Long fingers rubbed the saliva from his fingers into the ring of muscle, fingertips almost dipping into the Arrancar, pressing and then releasing, over and over. If there was anything Gin excelled at, it was chaos, was teasing. Though he didn't have their God's cruelty, and instead of grinning and continuing his teasing when Grimmjow snarled at him to hurry, instead his hand dropped back further.

Just enough to curl his fingers under his own cock and push it forward under the blue haired man. The blue of his eyes became more visible, his eyes opening to slightly more than half, desire bright in those electric blue eyes.

"I won't make you wait." His words were the only warning that Grimmjow got.

For only a heartbeat later, he used the hand that had crept up to the Arrancar's hip to shove the man back and down, one leg bent up enough to get his heel on the edge of the table to lift his hips. On his own, he likely would have been able to get himself mostly buried within their Kitty. But a rush of reiatsu over them from their God certainly did nothing to hurt his endeavors, the weight of Aizen's energy focusing on Grimmjow to help drive his body down until he sat flush on Gin's hips.

The silver haired man's back arched, both his hands gripping at Grimmjow's hips, pulling him down with clawed fingers, nails biting into the flesh as he moaned loudly at being sucked into that tight heat so quickly. He shuddered softly as he slowly made himself relax. Not that it lasted long, his eyes tracking over to their God who only had a handful or so of steps left to come down.

Though truly it was the obvious bulge in Aizen's pants that made his hips flex lightly under the Arrancar. Another low moan passed his lips, Gin never one to hide his sounds, as the brunet paused on the bottom stair, watching them.

"It's not a bad start, my Little Fox, but are you sure he can take all of me too?" Whilst he wasn't exactly asking permission, sharing his plans helped ensure his pets were just as excited as he was.

And he could see it effecting Gin already.

Gin's hips flexed again, hips pushing up hard under him, enough so to rock the blue haired man now that the spiritual pressure that had pinned him was easing off. "Mm, he might be able to...if not, My Lord, I can."

"True..." Aizen spoke as he finally stepped on even floor, only a couple quick paces letting him step up to the end of the table. His jacket still hung open, his torso on display but his pants still fastened. "Well, what do you think, Grimmjow? Just how much of me can you handle?"

His words were purred as he stroked a hand gently, tenderly, up Grimmjow's back. Only to rake his nails back down the skin, a soft ripple of his reiatsu turning his nails to claws that were able to rend through his flesh easily. Head dipping, he drug his tongue over one of the bleeding tracks, moaning low and dark, hungry, at the taste of blood on his tongue.

"I'll give you the most intense orgasm of your life... if you can when you're so full of me you can barely breathe." There was a heavy promise in his words, full belief in his ability to do exactly as he said.

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Grimmjow's aqua eyes flicker from Aizen and to where Gin now lay on the table and then back to Aizen. That hungry gaze upon him sends a shudder of anticipation down his spine, no matter how much he wishes to prevent it. His own cock starting to harden at the lustful gaze.

While he is still getting used to the idea of submitting fully, he'd be lying if he said he wasn't curious about where this is going. So, he'll behave, for now. It is hard to keep Grimmjow tamed but his curiosity wins over the need to be defiant.

Instead of saying a word, Grimmjow moves over to the table. He crawls onto it but instead of laying down beside Gin, he straddles him, leaning down to brush his lips against Gin's, lips curling into a pleased little smirk.

He doesn't connect their lips but he does let his fangs scrape across his bottom lip, threatening to break the skin and taste blood. Fuck, he loves the taste of their blood but Aizen has not given him permission so instead, he sits up, still straddling Gin with each knee upon the table and a slow grind of his ass against Gin's cock before he looks over his shoulder at Aizen.

"Like this? Or would ya like me somewhere else?" His lips are still curled in a teasing smirk, tongue darting across his fangs, he can practically taste their blood already. He wants it but he knows better than to draw blood without permission.

Maybe he'll ask, in a bit. Right now, he's having far too much fun toying with and teasing the both of them.

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It pleased Aizen that Grimmjow had started to respond to nothing more than his gaze just as Gin did. The power he held over them was nearly intoxicating; at least in the enjoyableness if not for any form of weakness in his mental capacity. But he did always find himself wanting to push those boundaries, to see just how far he could bend them to his will, to see what made them fall apart so amusingly for him.

To see when they had to admit that even for them he was too much. That even his perfect little Pets were forced to tap out before reaching the end of his power. But for once, he was excited rather than disgusted by their weakness, taking pride in just how massive the chasm was between their power levels.

He watched as Grimmjow crawled up onto the table, and was readying himself to speak a gentle praise of the blue haired beast as he threw a leg over Gin. But then his Sexta settled higher than he appreciated and that smile he favored had faded, the disinterest that most had come to realize was a sign of his displeasure settling in its place. Even if Gin were arching up under the Arrancar, seeking the press of those sharp fangs against, even through, his flesh; the punishments he received never actually dissuading him from misbehaving again.

"Grimmjow, do not mistake my good mood as willingness to treat you as a blushing virgin." Not that he'd treated him like such, or even bothered to ask him if he were, the first time he took Grimmjow up on the offer of his body. "I will be not be rushing, but if you want me to believe you're worried about your body at all I suggest you work on stretching yourself out for me..."

Gin watched his God even as long fingers stroked up Grimmjow's thighs. For as cruel as both could be to him, the silver haired man still touched him with a degree of tenderness that few would expect from him. He knew he couldn't speak for either of them, but as far as Gin was concerned, he was all but in heaven, back with both his lovers once more.

Licking his lips, Gin's fingertips dug in against Grimmjow's thighs and his hips thrust up against that pert ass, cock sliding between the cheeks. He watched as Aizen stood up and turned, heading for the top of the steps to come join them at the table again.

"I'm sure Gin would be willing to help you out with that task." As he took calm, steady, steps to the stairs, Aizen reached up to draw down the zipper on his jacket. The deep shimmer of the hogyoku in his chest stood out starkly against the dark cross that marred his skin since it's placement and a similar purple sheen rippled across his usually dark eyes. "Don't make me think your body has no meaning to you. I might not be so gentle with you if you aren't worried about that poor breakable body either."

A shudder ran through Gin at the honeyed threat spilling past Aizen's lips, having been at his God's mercy before himself. His cock twitched against Grimmjow's ass and his hips jerked again a couple times before he could still them.

"Mm~ I don't know I'd ignored his advice, Kitty kitty..." Gin's words were purred out as he looked up at the Arrancar, looking forward to seeing their Kitty pushed to his limit.

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As soon as Grimmjow is told to stay, he freezes. What the hell had he done this time? He glares at one of the arrancars who stares at him a little too much as they exit but otherwise doesn't budge from his seat.

He waits until the others file out of the room before he turns to look at Aizen completely. There's that look in his eyes that lets him know that Aizen is up to something. He wants something from him but what?

At least it doesn't appear he's in any trouble. Punishments are not uncommon with the way Grimmjow cannot be tamed, he acts out and he creates chaos simply for the fun of it, even when it gets him punished.

But he hasn't done anything today so there can only be one reason that Aizen is looking at him like that and he finds out that he is right when Aizen orders him to strip.

Grimmjow rises to his feet, feeling more inclined to obey than resist when he tells him that he'll burn every bit of clothing he owns if he doesn't strip. Grimmjow still has his pride and dignity, he won't walk around here completely nude at all times.

"I can handle you just fine." Whatever he means by at his 'strongest', Grimmjow must admit, he's a little eager to find out. He gets to prove his strength, by the sound of it, and strength is everything to the Sexta.

So, he begins to peel off his clothing one by one until he is completely bare before Aizen. The cold air makes him shudder and then his head tilts at Aizen as if to silently ask 'what now?'.

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The excitement in chocolate eyes likely wasn't terribly visible from where he still sat on his dais, but the way his teeth just barely showed between his lips with the wideness of his smile probably still gave him away. Not that he minded when it was just his pets there in the room with him. His gaze raked hungrily over Gin's body and then moment's later over Grimmjow's, his anticipation only growing.

"Gin, put your robe on the table." Aizen's gaze stayed locked on Grimmjow as he spoke, but as usual his Little Fox knew exactly what he wanted and spread out his robe at the end of the table closest to his God. "Good. Now lay down."

Gin wasn't entirely sure where this was going suddenly, he had truly expected to just wait his turn and watch. After all, if Aizen didn't get his fill of Grimmjow before their Little Kitty tapped out, he knew he'd be pulled in. But, that didn't mean he would ever disobey his God either.

So instead he moved to stretch out on top of his robe, legs spreading slightly as he laid back. One arm lifted so that he could rest his head on his own hand, bright blue eyes staring up at Aizen in curiosity. His cock wasn't fully hard, but it was stiffening under his God's gaze almost as quickly as if the man were to touch him physically.

Devotion ran soul deep in the silver haired man, a connection he had never felt even a moment of desire to break, no matter how long it had taken for him to get to this point. And now, with Grimmjow in their lives too, he was the happiest he had been in a long time and was enjoying being used for their pleasure just as he had been before any of them died.

A soft sigh passed Aizen's lips, likely not nearly loud enough to be heard by either of them, a pleased sound all the same though, as he looked down at his pets. Both being so good and awaiting his direction. "Doesn't he look lonely, Grimmjow? Why don't you go join him."

Though he had his own preferences in how things would go, and might change it himself once he actually moved to join them, he waited to see what Grimmjow would do. It would be a gauge of sorts for how comfortable the Arrancar was getting with his place as Pet. How much he enjoyed the mix of pain and pleasure the God inflicted upon him. Either way, for this particular moment, he was content enough with watching his pretty little pets.

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Testing Limits | Plotted starter for @taleswritten

It wasn't uncommon in any way for the God of Hueco Mundo to spend time thinking about things, pondering possibilities. Truly it was something he was well known for with how his temper flared sadistically when he was interrupted. He hated when he lost a thought; it made him feel too human in ways he would never admit aloud.

But that also meant, that one never knew what to expect when that merciless smile took his lips; especially not when his deep brown eyes lit up with excitement as well. Not that it was uncommon to be seen, only that it could mean almost anything. Sometimes it was ideas to further his goals to take the Soul King's place, sometimes it was new experiments to run on the Hollows, or occasional shinigami they could still disappear.

This time, it was in much more fun pursuits.

"Grimmjow, I would like you to stay." Dark eyes slid to the Sexta as he spoke, the words coming out like a suggestion, a request even, but it was clearly only phrased that way. But then his voice darkened slightly, the maliciousness in his words made the second part of the order just as obvious. "The rest of you may leave."

Gin lifted a sleeve to hide his mouth as he giggled, watching the Espada all but scramble out of the room. At least the majority of them. Those who had brains. Even Tousen had turned to leave, though he went through one of the hidden doors in the wall so he didn't have to follow the arrancar directly. Once upon a time, Gin might have left too, but he knew that he was welcome at his God's side any time.

"Oh my, did our little Kitty make a mistake again, my Lord?" The silver fox spoke once the room was empty besides the three of them, walking over to sprawl in Starrk's now empty seat.

"Not this time, no. It seems he's learning manners." Or perhaps the fact he was now regularly using the Sexta for his pleasure was making him kinder for the moment. "No, I thought that perhaps we might see if you're still the best suited to all my needs... I'm curious if he can handle me at my strongest any better than you did..."

"Oh~" Excitement coated Gin's voice and blue peaked out between his lashes, clearly already grasping where his God was taking this.

Then again, he had been the one to help Aizen learn to master that side of himself. Even now, his body ached, in the most perfect of ways, for how he'd been used. And he couldn't wait to see Grimmjow fall apart under Aizen, to get to watch the way he had to work to take all their God had to offer. He truly did wonder whether he or the Sexta could handle it better.

"Gin, you're far too dressed." There was a mere flick of his eyes to the silver haired man, but he had still seen the shiver that raced through Gin and the excitement in those beauitful blue eyes. "As are you Grimmjow. So I'll give you the option. Strip for me now, or, I can strip you. And burn every item of clothing you own."

He was not above refusing the blue haired male the dignity of clothing. Then again, there was very little he wouldn't do if it got him the outcome he was seeking.

[aedearly]

✎ㅤ. . .ㅤ𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑪𝑨𝑵𝑶𝑵 𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺.

₊˚⊹ ㅤa collection of character analysis/headcanon questions to learn more about your character and your partners'! writing/headcanon prompts requested by anonymous. feel free to edit these as you see fit.

[ 🖐️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat do their hands feel like: soft, calloused, trembling ? [ ☂️ ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they crave touch or fear it ? [ 🎐 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a sound, like a song or voice, that they associate with peace ? [ 🕊️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen did they feel the safest ? [ 💤 ]ㅤ.ㅤhow do they sleep ? curled up, sprawled, holding onto something ? [ 🦇 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a fear they never talk about ? [ 🔒 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a secret they’ve sworn never to tell ? [ 🪢 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen was the last time they broke a promise ? [ 🫳 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho do they feel they owe, but never paid back ? [ 💼 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat do they always carry with them ? [ 🧨 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s the quickest way to set them off, even if they hide it well ? [ ⛓️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat does guilt feel like to them ? [ 💢 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho have they never forgiven and never will ? [ 🩸 ]ㅤ.ㅤis there something or someone that, if lost, would break them ? [ 🌧️ ]ㅤ.ㅤis there a pain they refuse to heal from ? [ 🪞 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen have they looked at their reflection and hated what they saw ? [ 📿 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat superstition or ritual do they cling to ? [ 🌊 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen was the last time they cried ? [ 🐾 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo animals like them instinctively ? [ 🪶 ]ㅤ.ㅤhow do they laugh ? [ 🫀 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho taught them what love is ? did it hurt ? [ 💭 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they believe they’re worthy of being loved ? [ 🎀 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is their main love language ? [ 🔦 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho do they search for ? [ 📜 ]ㅤ.ㅤis there a story they love sharing with others ? [ 🌒 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a dream or goal they have given up on ? [ 🕯️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat memory do they replay when they’re alone ? [ 🌪️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s the one choice they regret (not) making ? [ 🧩 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s a truth about themselves they refuse to admit ? [ 🍻 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of drunk are they ? [ ✉️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of letter would they write but never send ? [ 🗡️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a scar that they have but never talk about ? [ 🕸️ ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a favourite lie they like to hear ? [ 🪦 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat would they want on their gravestone but never admit aloud ? [ 🎱 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of future do they crave, and who’s in it ? [ 🌀 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a recurring dream or nightmare ? [ 🍃 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they feel like they belong ? [ ⚓ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat does “home” mean to them ? [ 🧭 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhere would they go if they could disappear tomorrow ?

[gloomglimmer]

›       TENSION   LINER   PROMPTS     

"I   dare   you   to   try."

"Do   you   always   get   close?"

"You’re   pushing   my   limits."

"Stop   looking   at   me   like   that."

"I’m   losing   control   here."

"You   have   no   idea,   do   you?"

"I   can’t   resist   you   anymore."

"Stay   back,   or   don’t."

"I   know   what   you   want."

"This   is   getting   dangerous   now."

"You’re   too   tempting   for   me."

"I   shouldn’t   want   this,   but…"

"I   don’t   play   fair,   remember?"

"Careful,   you’re   testing   me."

"You’re   just   making   it   worse."

"You’re   too   close   for   comfort."

"Do   you   always   push   buttons?"

"Stop   before   I   kiss   you."

"You’re   making   it   too   hard."

"I   can’t   stop   thinking   about   you."

"I   want   you   too   much."

"You   know   exactly   what   you’re   doing."

"I’m   not   playing   games   here."

"You’ve   crossed   the   line   now."

"Keep   pushing,   and   you’ll   regret   it."

"This   is   dangerous,   isn’t   it?"

"I’m   trying   not   to   care."

"Don’t   make   me   regret   this."

"You’re   playing   with   fire."

"You   don’t   know   what’s   coming."

"I   shouldn’t   be   this   close."

"We’re   getting   dangerously   close   now."

"I   can   feel   the   heat."

"Don’t   test   me   right   now."

"I   want   you   too   badly."

"Don’t   make   me   chase   you."

"You’re   distracting   me,   you   know."

"I   won’t   fall   for   this."

"I   want   you,   but…"

"What   do   you   want   from   me?"

"I’ll   never   give   in."

"I’m   trying   not   to   care."

"You’re   playing   with   my   patience."

"Don’t   make   this   harder,   please."

"I   can’t   stop   this   feeling."

"I’m   already   in   too   deep."

"You   won’t   walk   away   unscathed."

"You’re   walking   a   fine   line."

"I’m   trying   to   stay   calm."

"What   are   you   doing   to   me?"

[recordmemes]

༘⋆｡ stirring the pot starters

a mix of arguments, tension, manipulation, gossiping, fighting, & general emotional messiness!

you  weren't  supposed  to  hear  that.

don't  look  at  me  like  i'm  the  only  one  lying.

want  to  tell  them,  or  should  i?

you  think  i  don't  know  what  you  did?

i've  hit  people  for  less.

oh,  i  thought  you  already  knew.

that's  funny,  you  didn't  say  that  last  night.

say  that  again.  i  dare  you.

you  wanna  talk  about  loyalty?

no  offense,  but  if  you're  the  last  to  know,  that's  on  you.

go  ahead  -  pretend  like  it  wasn't  your  idea!

they  deserve  to  know  the  truth.

you  didn't  hear  this  from  me,  but  -

oh,  so  now  you  care?

don't  flatter  yourself.  you  were  just  convenient.

you  crossed  a  line.

we  had  bets  on  how  long  it  would  last.

it's  not  even  a  secret  anymore.

you  don't  get  to  cry  about  it  now.

touch  me  again  and  see  what  happens.

say  it  again.  louder  this  time.

you  really  thought  nobody  would  find  out?

don't  act  so  innocent.

okay,  but  am  i  the  villain  for  laughing?

tell  me  who  else  knows.  right  now.

this  whole  time,  and  you  didn't  say  a  word?

don't  act  brave  now.

you're  really  gonna  do  this  here?

it  wasn't  supposed  to  get  this  far!

you  can't  rewrite  history.

oh,  i'd  never  say  it  to  their  faces.

it  was  supposed  to  stay  between  us.

we're  all  thinking  it,  i  just  said  it.

you're  not  as  untouchable  as  you  act.

do  you  even  feel  guilty?

they  warned  me  about  you.

go  ahead,  make  it  worse.

if  you  repeat  this,  i'll  deny  everything.

the  next  thing  out  of  your  mouth  better  be  an  apology.

you're  about  three  seconds  away  from  regretting  this.

you  keep  pushing,  and  i'll  push  you  back.

they're  going  to  find  out.

one  more  lie,  and  i  walk.

they're  lying  to  you.

you  need  to  back  off.  now.

you're  defending  them?  after  everything?

don't  try  to  hide  it.

tell  me,  was  i  just  a  placeholder?

you  really  think  sorry  fixes  this?

there's  nothing  left  to  say.

don't  act  like  you're  the  one  hurting.

i  don't  owe  you  any  explanation.

whatever  helps  you  sleep  at  night.

you  should've  seen  this  coming.

i  hope  it  was  worth  it.

i  told  the  truth.  just  not  all  of  it.

you'll  miss  me  before  i  miss  you.

smile.  you're  ruining  the  mood.

i'd  watch  that  tone  if  i  were  you.

it's  not  my  fault  you  believed  me.

you  have  such  a  talent  for  pretending  you're  innocent.

we  both  know  this  is  over.

i  never  said  i  was  a  good  person.

i  thought  you  were  different.

[godofhuecomundo]

PLOTTING CALL

Hit the heart for me to drop in your DMs to do some plotting with these Dark boys.

As a reminder, we exclusively polyship with these assholes if you want to go that way with it. Do not expect shipping to be fluffy in here.

[mournfulroses]

María Casares, from a letter to Albert Camus, featured in Correspondance, 1944-1959

[melamemea]

This blog is accepting development anons!

Bug my character about their past! Ask them about the things you wonder about! Give them scenarios to get their brain going! Today is all about bringing out the growth hiding within my character.

[godofhuecomundo]

Taken By The Benevolent God | Plotted with @eraserisms

With his power growing, Aizen had learned that his garganta could open more than a split between the Living and Soul worlds, but into other Living Worlds as well. He'd started to slip into some of them, to watch, to learn the differences, to see if any of the humans in those worlds were worthy of his time.

Eventually, though, he found a world where the humans seemed to have broken the boundaries of their own souls and now carried powers as if they carried zanpaktou. The power that should have one day protected them, was there at their disposal already. It was this world that most intrigued him; even if very few had any power worth actually caring about.

But there was one.

One man who's ability could actually prove useful to his cause. It was this man that he sent Gin and Tousen to bring back to him.

Aizen was sitting and watching the moon when the garganta opened, Tousen's scowl telling him the man had fought back. Good, he needed good fighters under him.

Lips curled in his usual indulgent smile, the brunet watched as Gin pushed this human through the garganta ahead of himself. There was amusement in his dark gaze at the way the silver haired man pushed his new warrior to his knees on the stone. His pet still had Shinso drawn, but he'd given the order not to hurt this man before sending his most trusted to fetch him. Aizawa Shota had an important role to play in the upcoming months, after all.

"I take it that my suggestion worked?" His gaze tracked over all three men before him, noting a lack of any real wounds.

"Perfectly, Lord Aizen." Gin's voice lilted brightly as he looked up at his God. "He gave dear Tousen a little trouble, but once I informed him of how my Shinso works and that we would happily visit Miss Eri instead if he didn't care to come with us, he decided to accompany us."

"Thank you, Gin. I appreciate your efforts." There was a hint of darkness in his voice, but one that only he and Gin needed to understand, before he turned his attention to the kneeling man. "It's good to meet you in person, Aizawa Shota. I'd like to welcome you to your new home, here in Los Noches."

[nightprompts]

&. 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  happy sunday! here's another assortment of smut / nsfw dialogue prompts but with more explicit language. a dirtier sequel to my other, more subtle, smut prompt list. please do not interact if you are under eighteen. )

❛ you can't expect me to do all the work. i want to see what that pretty mouth of yours can do. ❜

❛ you're mine, and i take care of what belongs to me. ❜

❛ i want to fuck you so badly. ❜

❛ i want you to fuck me so badly. ❜

❛ do you really think you’re in a position to give orders? ❜

❛ please. make me feel good. no one else can like you. ❜

❛ you can call me whatever you want, baby. ❜

❛ be good, and i'll fuck you / let you fuck me. ❜

❛ we're going to fuck right here? what if someone sees us? ❜

❛ that really does make you hard. i can feel you pulsing inside me. ❜

❛ do whatever you want with me, i'm yours. ❜

❛ your body was made for mine. ❜

❛ you keep your hands where they are or i'll tie them up. ❜

❛ you want gentle? wrong fucking address. ❜

❛ have a little trust in yourself, i know you can take it. ❜

❛ it's my thigh or nothing. i'm not helping you get off. ❜

❛ i'm waiting for your permission to let me have my way with you. ❜

❛ i don't care if someone sees us. i need you, now. ❜

❛ i can see you enjoy having the upper hand for once. ❜

❛ you're such a fucking tease, you know that? ❜

❛ let me come in you, please. i want to fill you up. ❜

❛ come in me. i need you to fill me up. ❜

❛ now, i'll ask again, are you going to be good for me? ❜

❛ we both know how much you're going to enjoy this. ❜

❛ i'm sorry, what was that? i can’t hear you over all that noise you’re making. ❜

❛ you can take my clothes off for me. ❜

❛ begging is a good look for you. ❜

❛ i'll take good care of you, i promise. ❜

❛ i'd say you need someone to put you in your place. ❜

❛ so good for me. look how much you came. ❜

❛ i can take care of you. you won't need anyone but me. ❜

❛ it made them hard to see me bleed. just like it's making you hard. ❜

❛ you're mine. you've always been mine. ❜

❛ i want to see how pretty you look with your lips around my dick / strap. ❜

❛ i'm simply enjoying the view. it's not every day i get to fuck someone so pretty. ❜

❛ you're so good for me, so fucking good around me, fucking made for me. ❜

❛ you came so fast, i barely even touched you. ❜

❛ do what you want, but you'd better make it good or i'll kill you. ❜

❛ as much as i'd love to have you choking on me, i'm impatient and there's something else i want more. ❜

❛ missed my touch that much, did you? ❜

❛ someone's needy. ❜

❛ you taste like heaven. ❜

❛ i need to come. please, i'll do anything. ❜

❛ i'm going to put that mouth of yours to good use. ❜

❛ you're fucking gorgeous like that, spread out like a good boy / girl who just wants to be eaten. ❜

❛ you'll be begging for me by the time i'm through with you. ❜

❛ let me stay like this in you for a little bit. ❜

❛ look at that pretty expression. i always knew you could make one. ❜

❛ was it good for you too? it's never been like that before. you've never been like this before. ❜

❛ is that how you usually get out of these situations? by fucking your way out of them? ❜

❛ i love that no one else has seen you like this, that no one else has felt you before, been inside you. they don't get to have you, but i do. ❜

[rp-memes-and-things]

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