Hello may I request yandere aizen hc with human s/o ? For some reason I. Always think that when they call sosuke he melts right Away 🤓 thank you so much in advance
here you go!!
warning: yandere tones
Sosuke Aizen
he had his eye on you when he was still a captain of the Soul Society. He had gone to the human world on a mission. nothing he couldn't handle: killing a Hollow that was slaughtering humans and shinigami. If it had been up to him, he would never have handled such a humiliating business for someone of his level, but he shouldn't give suspicion.
you were about to become yet another victim of the hollow when he saves you. When he first laid eyes on you, he immediately felt that he was attracted to you, and it was a new feeling for him. The only one he's fallen in love with is himself.
but since he is a scientist he decided to explore this sentiment, and every now and then he would take a peek into what you were doing, if you were in danger, who you were dating etc. Over time he realized he was completely obsessed with you.
he would occasionally follow you around the streets of your city, being careful not to be seen.
when he betrayed the Soul Society together with Gin and Tosen, he came to get you: now that he finally didn't have to pretend anymore with the other captains, you could finally be his. And also since he planned to sacrifice the city of Karakura, and you were from there, he absolutely could not allow you to die.
besides, there were so many dangers that you ran into in the world of humans. You're only human so you couldn't defend yourself from hollow attacks, it's best for you to stand by his side.
in broad daylight so he snatched you from your apartment and brought you to Las Noches. That you were scared was an understatement, not so much for Aizen but for the Arrancar present, who looked at you (most of them) with annoyance.
"Now, I expect you to treat Y\N with respect, after all they are my partner"
most of your time in Las Noches you spend in a large room that you share with Aizen, who occasionally comes in to check that everything is alright. Every now and then you asked him to go outside but he shook his head like you do with small children and explained that it wasn't possible.
then you discovered his weak point, every time you called him Sosuke, he fulfilled your requests with limitations though. It seemed like calling him that kind of melted him, so you started using this weakness in him to get things done.
be careful not to use it too often or it will lose its effect: being a genius, he will notice sooner or later. It is true that when it comes to you he loses his mind a little.
What if Aizen and/or Ichigo travelled back in time and went way too far back to the very beginning of the Gotei 13 before the first Quincy War when the first Captains were still the criminals and murderers they had been before Yamamoto united them?
KLAB did an amazing if not the greatest job designing this 6th anniversary Aizen that came out almost 2 years and three months back. Still kicking ass in every content in the BBS game, join me in witnessing the reason why this particular Aizen still is a badass to this day.
Warnings: choking, oral (giving), AFAB reader, domification, cum play, public sex? Kinda-.- size difference, dirty talk, overstimulation, sexually frustrated reader lmao, slight manhandling. Aizen is a little mean at times.
Summary: It’s all a part of his plan… is it? (basically, reader rides Aizen on his throne)
I might have written Aizen a little touch starved and clingy but god do I love breaking stoic men down.
Aizen's fingers curled under your chin, tilting your face with heart-breaking gentleness. He was always gentle with you, ghost touches like you were made of glass. Like he actually cared about you.
You knew that was bullshit, no matter how he treated you, feigning love and care, you were a prisoner here as much as everyone else. Souske Aizen couldn't love, he was a monster.
But your breath still hitched as he pulled you close, despite your hatred for him you felt your heart falter at his beauty and power. That small voice begged you to believe that the God of heuco mundo was truly in love with you. But you couldn't let yourself succumb to it. Aizen knew exactly what you desired the most, and he was so generous, so willing to give it to you. To be the one that sits you on the throne and gives you a tiara.
You hated the unwanted shot of desire that ran down your spine as leaned in to whisper, lips brushing against your skin. "That Y/N, I entrust to Hinamori-kun." Your blood chilled as he said your name, "I'm afraid you're too good of a liar for that job."
Y/n pursed her lips, brushing his hand away. He withdrew himself instantly like you had been in control the entire time. You knew if you pushed him more, he'd let you go instead of hinamori, you could do whatever you wanted. It was all a part of his elaborate stage, making you believe that you were in control.
That's just how dangerous Aizen was, he had pulled the exact same stage for hinamori as well, and she had gotten so tangled up all willingly. And your biggest fault was thinking you weren't Hinamori, that you would never fall for his mind-games, that your mind-games were stronger. Well, the fact you were so ridiculously attracted to him wasn't helping.
You craved for his touch, soft and gentle. As he sat on his throne, sharp eyes pinned on you, a pure vision of power. You wanted to walk up and take your rightful place by his side. Sink into his lap as he played with your hair. You wanted so badly to just belong to him. And he saw through it. Aizen always did.
All he really did now was sit smug and wait. Wait until you would give in to your desire. After lacing together, the perfect theatre he just wanted to sit and watch you come to him. He had truly always been your perfect nemesis.
He walked along the long stretch of the courtroom, "Y/n-san, won't you join me for the Espada meeting today?" he mused, testing waters. You were honestly too exhausted, but you hadn't seen uliquora and Grimmjow for a long time. The meeting would be a short chance to catch up before they left again.
"I'll consider it." You stated, as Aizen took his seat on the throne.
'I'm glad." he replied, chin resting on his hand. He really was a vison of pure beauty up there. Seated like a lone god, so unattainable. But you could walk up there and take him.
You tried to press that thought down, but somehow it would just not leave. Why did he have to test you like this? sit there all so invitingly, idly brushing his palm against his thigh as if trying to pull you in even more.
Most of the time you would just scoff and turn away, pretending to not notice the throbbing need coursing through your body. But this time, it was like something inside you snapped. Instead of walking away, you found your anger rising. The nerve of him?! to think he could play you like that. You weren't some love-smitten girl that would choke over him.
Something shifted in his eyes as you strode towards him. You could tell how his mind scattered around to find some explanation. But that might be your only edge on him, your anger and unpredictability. You were the wild card to his temperance. The butterfly that flaps her wings at just that moment, somehow conjuring a storm that brings Gods to their knees.
The pain of desire burned through you, setting your skin on fire as you walked up to him. You enjoyed the slightest twitch in his reiatsu it was barely a flicker, but it was enough for you to know he was crumbling.
Aizen tried to ease on his throne, he was after all playing with pure fire. Hinamori was like luring a quaint rabbit; he had to show his vulnerability, desire to be held, and safety, and she had curled into him. It had all been boringly easy.
But with you... it was like taming a tigress. The slightest slip and he would be ash and bone. It had made it all just that much exciting. As you strode towards him, he knew somewhere he had won.
His entire plan was to bring forth your anger. To disarm you once you would come to smite him. So, when your fingers reached his jaw, the God of Heuco Mundo himself was taken aback.
He finally let his reaitsu flare, raising the hair on your arms. The entire courtroom flooded with waves and waves of his power, blanketing you completely. He cupped your face, pulling it closer to his.
"I am a patient man Y/N, but even my patience falters."
Your heart skipped a beat as his arm slipped around your waist, pulling you in his lap. Now you sat facing away, your back pressed against his chest. He sighed as he leaned in, resting his chin on your shoulder, his arms moved methodically, tracing feather-light touches across your bodice.
He nipped at your ear and you practically yelped. He chuckled, "And you have constantly tested it.”
He lifted you up, allowing you to move so that you could straddle him. When you were met with his gorgeous smug face before he pulled you into a kiss.
He kissed you with a desperation that you didn't expect. Your mouth moved against his languidly, his hand glided under your hair, angling your mouth against his. Your hands ran down his shoulders, half-lidded eyes fluttering at the intensity with which he explored your mouth.
You were losing yourself, your mind blanking with every passing moment. His touch down your sides was feather light, but his mouth on yours was aggressive and possessive. Hot and angry as he continued to mark you with his mouth.
when he pulled away, you felt breathless, warmth coiling between your legs. You were so small against him, he could easily just pin you down, like a butterfly. But the vortex of spiritual energy inside you, did make even the God of Hueuco Mundo cautious. He ran his fingers through your hair brushing them away from your face as you blushed furiously.
, how cute.
Aizen was always a patient man. But you really had worn it. He had known he desired you the moment he had set his eyes on you. Back as a shy yet promising trainee in the soul academy, he had brushed over you. Setting his mind on greater things at once. Everything in his life was under his absolute control, but he couldn't understand why you kept weaselling in.
He obsession only grew when you actually made it to the soul society, you had volunteered for squad 1 at once, quickly rising in ranks and his favour. Everything about you piqued his interest. Your spirit energy, your zanpakuto and its peculiar bankai form. but most of all your brazen disinterest in him. Right from the way you would worm yourself out of the room every time he entered, a quick excuse following your greeting whenever he met you in the hallway. Scrolls and scrolls of paperwork spilling from your hands are you hurried, not a second to spare. After all, kyokaru just dumped all his work on you.
His anger would only fester when he thought about that drunk. Even at night as he pumped his cock angrily all he could think about was of how maybe it was kyoraku that was having his way with you. The pink kimono slipping off his shoulders as he bent you, his beloved lieutenant over his desk.
He soon realised the one chip you held that titled the stakes. The one factor that sent arousal flooding his body every time he laid his eyes on you. For some Godforsaken reason you were the only soul reaper in the entire soul society that had powers that could even defy his zanpakuto. Not entirely of course. He could still manipulate 5 of your senses, but those damn eyes. They could cut through his strongest illusions and you weren't even fucking trying to.
The most abrasive thought was that it wasn't even something you could control, just a simple side effect of your zanpakuto. A person so easily given all the power they needed to tear up his plans
He knew he just had to own you.
He leaned back leisurely, hands falling at his sides. "Do it yourself then~" his eyes were still alluring, beckoning, and you reached for his bulged pressing against your thigh. Your hands approached it nimbly first. But you felt his cock twitch at your slightest touch. Your mouth went dry. He fucking wanted you, the proud, immovable God heuco mundo wanted you to please him just as much as you did. And God have you wanted to touch him for so long.
he smiled against your mouth as you continued to palm him through his clothes, fingers hungrily finding the blush knot around his waist. You could practically feel his smug smile as his fingers kneaded your ass then sliding up to feel you up more.
He deftly pulled the straps of the two-piece espada dress you were wearing, you yelped as the cold air hit your bare skin. He slipped his fingers under your dress, groping your body impatiently. He peeled the white fabric off your body, eyes raking over your bare torso, he pulled you towards him harshly, "I knew you were hiding such sluttly tits under that black kimono." he growled out, fingers digging into your mounds harshly.
You finally pulled his cock free from the bounds of his clothing. Your first thought was that it was surprisingly pretty, your second thought was how you were going to make it fit into your poor little cunt. It was pale like his skin, blurring into a rosy pink towards its bulbous head. A thick vein went along the side of the long shaft, you gulped, knowing all you wanted to do was drag your tongue along its length. Your fingers wrapped around his base thumb rubbing up the underside. You slipped down, kneeling before him now. You gave his tip a kittenish lick. Stroking the bottom as you pushed the tip into your mouth, rolling your tongue over the slit teasingly. You liked how he felt in your mouth, you tried to slide it deeper, but he grabbed the back of your head.
“That’s quite enough now,” he rasped out, pulling his cock out of your mouth, drawing out a thin rope of saliva and cum. He squeezed your cheeks, “I want to fill your cunt up with my cum, I don’t want to waste it in your mouth.”
He pulled you up to straddle him again, fingers pressing into the damp spot on your underwear. He rubbed his thumb against your clothed cunt, as you whimpered under his touch. He pushed your panties to the side, to admire your puffy folds. Slender fingers slipping from all the slick because of embarrassingly wet you already were “I have barely touched you and you’re already so wet?” he asked.
You gulped down a snappy comment, hating how his humiliating words made your pussy squeeze in excitement.
He moved his hips to glide your folds along his cock. His tip rubbing against your clit, collecting your wetness, for you were pretty much gushing at his point. The simulation of your clit made your walls squelch sadly around nothing. You wanted him inside you.
"Not having second thoughts now are you lieutenant?" He asked
"I-I am not!" you retorted despite the obvious tremble; your fingers dug into his shoulders as you readied yourself. Balancing yourself on your knees before lowering down. His tip pressed into your entrance, that bastard did nothing to really help you. Other than flicking his tongue over your nipple. You felt the burn as his mushroom tip stretched you out, filling you up so full, you were already seeing stars. Your nails dug into his shoulders drawing blood as you tried to ease yourself onto his fat cock. But he was too big, and you could tell he was enjoying watching you struggle a little too much.
"Need help sweetheart?" he cooed out, you felt his hands grip our hips again,
"W-Wait-" you started but he pushed you down to his hilt. You screamed out as the sudden pleasure crashed into you. "t-too deep- I-
"I-Its I-inside, ungh~" you yelped out brokenly, the delicious stretch of his cock sending your mind reeling, your thoughts being consumed by just how fucking good his throbbing cock felt.
"Don't tell me this is your limit love? We haven't even started yet." he said, fingers digging into your soft mound. Your legs squirmed, walls still struggling to accommodate his thick cock. You whined as he rolled his thumb over your hardened nipple.
Aizen's fingers ran over your stomach, palm pressing into the bulge as he bottomed into you. He fit inside your walls so fucking snug, stretching you out to your limit.
Your eyes glazed as he glided into you like hot butter. You could feel his shape as he fucked into you at a slow tantalizing pace, teasing, hypnotic. With each thrust he sent your mind reeling, fingers bruising on your hips. Your eyes pinned on how his cock disappeared inside you till the hilt, rubbing into pleasure spots you didn't even know existed. You squeezed your walls around him as he continued eliciting a low groan from him.
The burn of the stretch only added to the ecstasy, as you realised you were finally, fucking finally fucking the captain you had lusted over for years. You could tell how his eyes pinned on your breasts watching them bounce cutely with every thrust. He still was making a mockery out of you from this slow fucking, the unfaltering smirk of his face told you he knew you needed more friction but he also wanted you to beg and squirm to him for it.
But his breath still hitched as he called out your name, "Why what is it now y/n? you can tell me what you want~"
You looked up at him with doe eyes, pleasure blazing at your core, you wanted him to ruin you so badly. "H-harder." you slurred out, "P-please, go harder Captain."
The darkness in his eyes flickered as whatever restraint he had over him finally snapped. The corner of his mouth tugged into a smile as he stopped, grip on your hips loosening ever so slightly. You had a momentary realisation that you might have bitten off more than you could chew.
There was something venomous about the desire that pooled into his eyes. Something that went beyond carnal lust. He was going to fucking ruin you.
"Well then, let’s see how well you please your god."
Your fingers clawed at his collar, nails scarping up his neck as he continued to thrust up, fucking into you with the same cruel pace. You were a bit of a fool to think you would win against him, weren't you? he wiped the drool off your face with his thumb, pulling you closer to taste your lips again. It felt as though he just couldn't get enough.
The way he brought you down on his cock, one hand curled around your neck and the other gripping your hip, he was in complete control. As always.
He fucked you like he wanted to break you, get you obsessed with the thought of him, ruin you completely for any other man. If any other idiot did dare try to eye what was his. He felt annoyed at how the courtroom was surprisingly empty still. It would have been so much more satisfying if he would have just taken you in front of everyone. The best part was, he knew you would beg him to do just that.
But the way your walls squeezed around his cock was just so delicious, such a pretty little cunt made just for him. He was going to mold this sweet thing to his shape, and get you addicted to his cock.
The way you were babbling already, told him just how fucked out you were. It felt like hours and hours of him just mercilessly pounding into you, too caught up in chasing his own high. Your thighs trembled from exhaustion, mind blanking from all the orgasms he has pulled for you up till now. A thick ring of his cum was forming around the base of his cock, as he sloppily fucked all he could offer back into your cunt.
The courtroom filled with the lewd sounds of his balls slapping against your ass, you were sure anyone walking past could easily hear, might even see you making a mess on his cock. But you were truly beyond caring at this point.
"ungh, ah- please~ S-Souske!" you shuddered out,
"Coming close again love?" he mused, he thrust his throbbing cock deeper into your cunt, making you yelp as the blunt tip pressed up against your cervix. "Go on~
You came hard, head rolling back with pleasure as Aizen continued to ride you through your high. The overstimulation sending tears streaming down your face. You felt him grow harder inside you grinning between kissing away your tears. "Ready to take me, sweetheart? " He growled out, his fingers curled around your throat. Your eyes widened as he squeezed hard, choking you as he pumped his cum deeper.
"I wonder what your beloved captain would have to say seeing you like this?" His voice grew raspier, words slurring as he chased his own high. He pressed his mouth to yours, sliding his tongue in hot open mouth kisses.
He growled out your name as he came, splashing hot cum inside your walls. His chest heaving as fingers on your neck loosened, sliding down to your hips again. Your head spun as you eased onto him.
You pressed your mouth against his, panting as he ran his fingers over your body, fingers sliding over the thin sheen of sweat, reaching to knead your breasts. You sighed sinking into his chest, and your eyes grew heavy from the exhaustion. You felt his low rumbling laugh bubbling in his chest.
"Aren't you just perfect for me love?"
You'll never be really able to tell if he's just using you or not, then again that's always been part of the thrill. Until you can make him go this feral, you could weasel your way around his mind, couldn’t you?
After all the God of Heuco mundo always got what he wanted.
