Office Siren Nelliel 👠

NSFW - Nothing fancy: just me rambling about giving Aizen head.

There’s something about the way Aizen closes his eyes, his lashes flutter and cheeks are tinted with the slightest hint of pink, that gives you a thrill. The quietist of sighs as he leans back, patting your head as you suck his cock. He wasn’t a man of many words when he was like this, just the softest of “good girl” you would hear above you.

But that wasn't necessarily when he was relaxed. No, you knew the tell-tale signs of when Aizen was relaxed. His grip on your hair was firmer, his thrusts into your mouth a bit more forceful, enjoying the mess he's making of you.

There's a lazy smirk on his face as drool dribbles from your lips as you try to suck on his cock the way he likes. His eyes are sharp and his words taunting as he calls you his favourite cock slut, his deep voice sending your pussy throbbing.

But it's when his eyes shutter - a small, satisfied smile on his face, as his cum drips down your lips, on your face, or wherever he wants to paint you tonight, that you savour each and every time.

The sound is me whenever I see him

I bet you can’t guess what i’m about to say….this was inspired by a fanfic LOL specifically “Flipped Velvet” by @soprawrites 😏 do yourself a favor and go read it!!! It’s so good and smutty 😩 This was also motivated by @whitefoxfiction asking what it would take for me to draw the outfit and the answer is NOTHING. Give me some smut and ask me to draw it and i am ON IT 🫡

(and yes, i am still in the absolute VICE GRIP of Oblivion and Lucien Lachance pls don’t hate me I just love hot men with nice voices 🥺)

Cat Aizen joined the kitty club 🐈

He would be 100% a Maine Coon.

TW: smut, we all know Kisuke a freak :P

Kisuke's shy s/o who he'd been pleading with to sit on his face for some time now, you thought tonight may be the the night that you've worked up enough courage to agree to it.

"Kisuke?" You approached him timidly.

"Hm?" He was only half paying attention, busy at work on something in his shop.

Here it goes. Fear caught the words in your throat, but you forced it down, swallowing hard. "Would you want to try that thing you've been mentioning?" Hesitation, and then, "you know, sit - sitting on your face?"

At the sound of that, he perked up, nearly letting what he was doing clatter to the ground. After almost dropping a handful of gadgets, he carelessly tossed them aside, turning his body square with yours. "Right now? You're serious?"

You took a step back. "If you're too busy-"

He grabbed your waist, pulling you back in. "Never too busy for you, sweet cheeks." He grinned. "Especially if it's for that. I'm just a little surprised. What made you finally come around to the idea?" He was swaying you in his hold, his tone flirtatious, setting butterflies loose in your stomach (and pussy).

You shrugged. "It makes me nervous, but I want to try it. I can't be a scaredy cat forever, can I?"

"Cutie," Kisuke mused, dipping his head to nuzzle his nose against yours, his hat poking your head. He took it off and held it to his chest earnestly. "You have nothing to fear. I'm gonna make it worth your while. You know I will, yeah?"

"Mhm." You nodded, reminiscing on your previous escapades with him. He never fell short of satisfying you, that's for sure. You simply worried you weren't going to be enough for him. Or too much.

But to be so insecure with your goofy, eccentric, open-minded boyfriend, it was nonsense. You weren't going to let it dictate your experiences, especially when there were so many delicious ones to be had.

"Let's quit wasting time hangin' around here then." He whisked you inside, headed for the bedroom, unable to contain his eagerness.

This wasn't your first tango with Kisuke. You comfortably got undressed with him, ending up bare in his lap, drooling into his mouth at the feeling of your flesh against his, your curves soft amongst his chiseled figure. Everything was going fine, and you were dripping without even needing him to touch you down there. Everything was going fine until he was pulling away from your lips and laying back, getting into position.

Your mind immediately started to conjure worst case scenarios; suffocating him, injuring his neck, anything and everything that absolutely wouldn't happened but that still held so much power over you. It made you want to back out, to change your mind. Seeing him look up at you with that lazy smile that was so different from the panic settling into your features, panic that was quickly dissolving your pleasure, made you climb out of his lap and kneel at his side, covering your chest.

"Uh oh." He raised his eyebrows. "What's going on?"

"You're sure it won't be too much?" You fretted, arms curling tighter around yourself. "I won't be too heavy?"

"Don't worry about me." He laid a hand on your thigh, giving it an affectionate squeeze. "I think I'm definitely more excited for this than you are," he chuckled, gesturing to his hardening cock.

It was enough to make you giggle for a moment, but as soon as you were looking back at his handsome face, worrying about being on top of it, you couldn't budge.

"I can handle it just fine, angel," he continued to talk you down from your anxiety gently, though you could sense his patience was running thin with the way he groped your thigh. "Don't look so worried. Just relax and enjoy it. Can you do that for me?"

You sighed, too quiet for him to hear. "I'll do my best."

"As will I. I don't think you'll have an issue once we get into it." He smirked suggestively.

You still didn't move, brows crinkled and mouth pulled into a frown.

In his expectant stare, you could see the gears turning in his head. Kisuke thought back to the first few times you laid with him, how you were just as shy and reluctant. He'd gotten you out of your comfort zone before, and he could do it again. "Want me to get the lights?"

You nodded eagerly. A little darkness could definitely help. That way you wouldn't have to see clearly how vulgar your thighs looked around his head.

"You got it, pretty." He shot up and gave you a rushed kiss on the cheek before bouncing off of the bed, hitting the lights and plunging the room into darkness, nothing but the moonlight to guide the way.

You dropped your arms back to your sides, breathing a little easier as Kisuke got back into bed, resuming his position. There was a peacefulness, a safety that came with the darkness at a time like this. Your racing heart was slowing. You climbed back over him, straddling his lap, stealing some more kisses before it came time to place another pair of lips on his.

He was groaning impatiently, trying to keep his hips down from grinding up into yours. You lifted your head and started to crawl upwards, attempting to smoothly transition into the deed. You dared a glimpse down at Kisuke, who was smiling like a kid in a candy store.

"Ready?" You giggled at him.

"So fucking ready baby." He snaked his hands around your thighs.

You inhaled sharply, closing the distance and lowering yourself down.

You hadn't put your full weight down yet. His nuzzling into you from below, warm, wet tongue delving into your folds, was a shocking jolt to your system. You gasped and twitched, subconsciously lifting away slightly, running from his tongue.

"All the way down," he ordered from beneath you, his deep voice vibrating through your core.

"But-!"

His fingers dug into your thighs, a silent warning. He wasn't a punishing lover by any means, but he made it known that he didn't like to be disobeyed.

You worried for him, but orders were orders. You sank down, finally fully sitting on his face. He hummed contentedly below you, going back to making out with your soaking cunt.

Your nerves were quickly replaced by your pleasure, and sitting atop him now, it felt silly to ever be afraid of doing such a thing. This was Kisuke. Where you were now felt like where you were always meant to be with him. You had thought it unnatural, but with his tongue diving in and out of you, you felt closer to nature than ever, an animalistic desire springing to life from within.

He devoured you with that same wild energy, a predator sucking the life from its prey. Your whimpers and pants fueled him to suck your clit and tongue-fuck you hungrily. It was his personal heaven to have you on top, but still his little plaything, making a mess on his face, but still a mess yourself, losing control when you normally held onto such a thing with a vise grip. He liked to be able to take care of you in this way. It was everything he imagined and more.

Your own mind was blown, waves of pleasure racking through your body. Without meaning to, you caught yourself rolling your hips against his face, stopping and stilling out of decency. But Kisuke didn't want you to be decent. He was blindly fumbling for your hip, pulling on you to encourage you to keep riding his face, to use him to seek out your own pleasure. With his permission, you continued to hump his mouth, white-knuckling the headboard for support. He was humming and groaning against you, sending new waves scattering through your torso.

Your thighs were trembling around his head, upper body falling forward as you struggled to keep upright. The longer he relentlessly carried on, the more desperate you became, tugging on his blonde locks, dragging your slick against his lips with fervor. He never once let up, even as you drenched the entirety of his mouth, chin, his stubble, everywhere. If he was struggling, he didn't let it show in the slightest, taking it like a man.

Heat and pressure churned in your abdomen, making you sweat and taking the sense out of you. You had been reborn, an entirely different person from the one you were earlier. The shy girl had been replaced by one who was crying loudly and shamelessly, fucking her boyfriend's face with a longing to cum. It made Kisuke's own private area twitch, his tip swollen and leaky, imagining the feel of your sopping cunt around it. His hips were lifting on their own accord, flinching each time you sobbed out a moan. It was agony and ecstasy at the same time, feeling your pussy throb against his tongue, hearing you approaching your climax, but denying his cock the experience.

Your body shuddered and weakened with your orgasm, arms hanging like jelly against the headboard. So as not to suffocate him completely by falling over him, you dismounted from your position atop his head, unceremoniously collapsing at his side with a mess between your legs. His face was even worse, glistening with your essence as he gasped for air, but he was smiling stupidly, triumphantly, drunk off of your pussy.

"My cutie scaredy cat," he said huskily with labored breaths. "You did so good."

You melted at his praise, snuggling into him and whining shyly into his neck. "Felt so good, Kisuke," you mumbled. "Thank you for taking such good care of me. It wasn't too difficult for you?"

"Difficult? You kiddin' me?" He chuckled smugly. "That's my new happy place, so I hope you're not pretending that you enjoyed it. We'll be having a lot more of that now that you're acquainted with it."

"Oh, I think I'm more than acquainted." You laughed elatedly. "Maybe next time I'll let you leave the lights on."

"Good. Want to get a good view of my pretty lady and her pretty pussy." He winked.

The way he said it with such casualness, it made you want to give him that view right now. Your eyes drifted down to his dick, still somewhat hard and neglected.

"Have energy for round two?" You were surprised to hear yourself say. It was your pussy talking for sure. "I can turn the lights on and get back on top," you suggested. "But this time, I can give you some help with that." You nodded towards his length.

Kisuke easily picked up what you were putting down, eyes widening, he couldn't be more excited that he was going to have you sitting on his face twice in one night and once in the 69 position. He groaned and cursed under his breath. "You're killin' me. Of course I've got energy for round two. Just don't be surprised if I cum quick. He's been through a lot already." He gestured between his thighs.

"We can make it a fun little game." You grinned deviously. "Who can make the other cum first?"

"Oh, you're on, sweets. You'd better be careful what you wish for, though."

Shinji would say this to his girl when she's feeling insecure ☝️☝️☝️☝️ i refuse to believe otherwise

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back to work again tomorrow...

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ੈ✩‧₊˚🥂ੈ✩‧₊˚ New Year's Temptation ੈ✩‧₊˚🥂ੈ✩‧₊˚

Shinji Hirako x reader

CW: MDNI, nsfw, smut, glove kink, fingering, edging, oral fingering, established relationship, fem! reader (shinji calls reader a good girl)

WC: 1,222

Notes: I kept seeing fan art of his New Year's outfit in Bleach Soul Puzzle and it has reignited the glove kink in me. So, of course, I had to write something even though we're half way through January now. If you've yet to see any of the fanart, I implore you to check them out! I'm not going to repost art, but here are a couple links to the fanart I had in mind while writing -> 1 and 2

You hadn’t expected your New Year’s to turn out like this. You were supposed to be enjoying all of the festivities that the Seireitei had to offer, spending quality time with Shinji and your friends. But here you are, a quivering and whimpering mess, all because of some gloves.

Those damn gloves.

You had finished getting ready to go out first, smoothing down the cloth on the long sleeves of your elegant furisode as you waited for Shinji to finish. When he had stepped out dressed in a colorful haori hakama set while pulling on some black silk gloves, you had paused, entranced with the way his lithe fingers flexed and stretched with the movement. When he caught you staring—because of course he had, ever perceptive as always—his face immediately split into a cocky grin. You knew that the second he gave you that look, you wouldn’t be going out anymore, you’re fate sealed.

He had sauntered over to you, whispering sweet nothings in a seductive voice, kissing you fervently and tempting you until eventually, he had his hands all over you, running up and down your body and touching your most sensitive parts to have you soaking wet for him.

You jolt, brought back to the present as one of his hands, still gloved, pumps into you and presses against a particular spot that has you trembling. You clutch onto the light green cloth of his haori to steady yourself as his other hand slides up your abdomen toward your chest, the smooth silk of the glove tickling your skin. He had pulled your obi free and opened your kimono, laying you bare to the cool air of your shared living space.

Shinji’s fingers brush against the spot again, a small yelp leaving your lips as you squeeze tight around him. He grins widely at your reaction as he keeps his pace, stretching your dripping pussy with his gloved fingers. You're tingling all over as he continues to prod at your g-spot, feeling your orgasm coming. All you need is a little more pressure, so you jerk your hips into him, hoping that he’ll understand what you want; you don’t want to give him the smug satisfaction of hearing you beg for it because you know you’ll never hear the end of it if you do.

His thumb grazes against your clit making you gasp from the pleasurable sensation as you reach closer to your high but instead of repeating the motion, Shinji simply pulls his hand away from you. Your eyebrows draw together as you bite your lip in frustration, your building release fading away from you.

“Hm? What’s that look for?” He’s smirking deviously. “Isn’t this what ya wanted?” He tugs on his gloves, making sure they’re snug before examining the slick damp spots on the hand that had just been knuckle-deep inside of you. It’s like he’s putting on a show for you, exaggerating the way he turns his slender hands this way and that to get a good look at the mess you had made of them.

His brown eyes level with yours, a playful glimmer in them as he smirks at the enthralled expression on your face; your eyes are half-lidded and dazed, lips parted as you pant slightly. “Am I wrong? Is this not what ya wanted?” You watch as he leans slightly further back from you, tilting his head in a questioning manner, his short silky hair falling with the movement as he teases you. Shinji cups the side of your face, running his thumb delicately over your bottom lip which was more plump than usual from all of the heated kissing you had done earlier. “Show me what ya want.” He whispers, voice dropping to take on an even more seductive tone.

Still immensely frustrated at the loss of pleasure and from his teasing antics, you decide to just listen to him, knowing that if you don’t he’ll edge you even more and you’re too worked up to want that at the moment. You had been so close to your release that you would do anything to get the feeling back.

You reach for his wrist and guide his hand back down to your slick folds, pushing your hips against him and urging him to continue. A pleased expression crosses his face, his sly smirk stretching wider. “Good girl.” You’re still so wet from his previous touch that his clothed fingers slide back into you easily. A combination of a delighted sigh and moan slips past your lips and he uses the opportunity to slide the thumb that had been prodding against your lip into your mouth.

Turned on, you wrap your lips around the digit, sucking as he presses gently against your tongue. He sucks in a sharp breath of air, eyes clouding over in a dazed lust as he lazily pumps his other hand in and out of you. “How naughty of ya…” his voice is shaky as his usual cunning demeanor starts to falter. He slides his thumb out of your mouth, replacing it with his middle and forefinger and you repeat the same motion. The wet heat of your mouth soaks into the cloth on his fingers as you continue running your tongue along them, sucking. 

It seems like he’s had enough of the gloves, at least on one of his hands, as he pulls it away from your core quickly. He uses his teeth to pull off the now completely soaked piece of clothing off of his hand before promptly sliding his fingers back into you. He groans in a low voice, now able to feel your slick walls as they squeeze around him while his fingers fuck into you. Your arousal builds as he nudges against that one spot much like he did earlier when he was teasing you only now he doesn’t relent, repeatedly pushing against it.

The palm of his hand presses onto your clit firmly, grinding against it in time with his thrusting digits. With the added friction it only takes a few more strokes to push you over the edge. You cum, moaning around his fingers in your mouth and clenching tightly around his hand as he slowly pumps into you to draw out your release.

When he pulls away after a minute he examines his hand again, admiring your slick arousal that cotes his thin fingers before smirking at you mischievously. “Didn’t know ya had a glove kink, darlin’! Remind me to wear them more often!”

Your face heats up, embarrassed by the fact that he clocked your kink before you even had the chance to realize you had it. “No, I don’t!” He arches a thin eyebrow in disbelief, gesturing with his wet hand toward you for emphasis as you drip onto the end table he had pushed you onto earlier. “Don’t look at me like that! Ugh, you are so insufferable.” You huff with a pout, crossing your arms over your chest and looking off to the side.

“Ya know ya like it.” He snickers in amusement and there’s that shit-eating grin back on his face. You just sigh, unable to stop the smile that starts to form on your lips. He may be insufferable but that’s what you love about him after all.