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After counting the number of shots before him, the Fraccion grinned.

“Why thank you, Aizen-sama.” And with those words, he promptly got to drinking them.

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2nd Person: Make out session

Izuru had no idea how exactly he had ended up here. He looked at his surroundings, not sure if the big, white walls were swaying or was it just him. It was almost like he was drunk, but there was no memory of any drinking in his mind and his mouth felt dry as the deserts of Hueco Mundo. He needed some water and fresh air, but he couldn't see any windows or sinks nearby. Slowly stumbling his way forward, the lieutenant slid his hand along the smooth white surface, taking deep breaths to calm his spinning vision. It took some time, but finally the blond managed to find his way to a bigger room and was about to sit down against the wall, when a voice spoke up.

"Our guest seems to be awake, Aizen-sama."

At the mention of that name, Izuru's blue eyes widened and he looked up, his blurry vision slowly sharpening, noticing a pink haired man standing next to the person who had taken Gin away from Izuru. The sparrow's gaze locked on the pair of brown, quite amused eyes, feeling confused and... drawn in? There was no single trail of hate inside the lieutenant's mind at this very moment. How was that even possible?

"I did some experiments and it seems like this shinigami's emotions are just as easy to manipulate as you and Gin-sama told me. Right now, this person's hate against us has been minimized and he should be a very obedient servant for--"

While the scientist kept on talking, the only shinigami in the room had straightened up, his eyes still locked on Aizen's. The brunette seemed to pay less attention to the rambling person now too, that all-knowing smirk sending shivers down the blond's spine. Still stumbling a bit, he took a step forward, then another, slowly closing the gap between the two. When he finally got to the taller male, Izuru pulled him close and crashed their lips together. The surprised gasp from the pinkette went unnoticed and the duckling pressed closer, nibbling at the self-centered man's lower lip that was still curled in an amused smirk. Getting frustrated at the lack of response, the lieutenant whimpered pathetically and was finally granted the luxury of being kissed back. Lips were parted and tongues met, Aizen easily taking the control and making the smaller male gasp and moan. It was weird how good it all felt at the moment. Here he was, responding to every little thing that the brunette gave him, practically grinding against the man while his mind tried to keep up with what was going on. All he could think of right now was the kiss and how amazing the body under his wondering hands felt. There was hands on his hips now and when they squeezed lightly, a gasp emitted from the fukutaicho's chest and there was shivers running under his skin like electric waves. How was he this sensitive?After a moment the kiss broke, thanks to a certain duckling needing air in his overly-excited state. He felt weak and light-headed, those darkened blue eyes having a serious bedroom look aimed at Aizen, who looked smug as ever.

"Ahem. That sure is an interesting side-effect..." the pink haired scientist muttered after a moment of silence, his cheeks now matching his hair color. It wasn't every day you got to witness Aizen doing that. Interesting indeed. Gin's toys seemed to please their lord too.

#I CAN'T RP AIZEN SO HE ISN'T SAYING ANYTHING #sorry. :I #But I hope you like it.#dementedreflection #asks #drabble