@sphaeraa | continued from this.
he had been away from the castle for a while, under the veil of investigating things. moreso it was more to align him back into place, as his carefully crafted facade had started to slip more often than not. this could also be the reason he had been allowed to leave in the first place, but he refused to think about that. he simply returned as normal, though his usual smirk less tight and forced.
one thing he had missed in his short absence was the visage of the orb that could destroy all if he so wished to - or was ordered to by aizen. meeting with the hougyoku had been one of the very small pleasures he allowed himself to have. it kept him busy while also keeping him on his toes at the same time.
slender hands found their way through the long hair, grasping at the roots as he gave a tug, forcing the god’s head to bend backwards until he felt those eyes on him. it was a carefully crafted play - as most of their interactions were, but this was the push and pull he sought after, having become slightly addicted to the rush of adrenaline that coursed through him each time it happened.
he was still silent, not acknowledging the deity’s words just yet as his grip softening minutely in answer to those eyes doing the same, letting himself have a small moment of rare tenderness as he let his fingers card through soft strands of silver.
his fingers tightened once again as he cleaned closer, their noses almost touching. it was no doubt not a comfortable position, but the hougyoku was very much capable of deciding that for himself if he wanted to right himself.
“ did i miss anything while i was gone ? “