Imminent Manipulation.

Author: Chihirooooooo.

Warnings: Yaoi! Heavy smut, Violence and Language. (Slight non-con to start off with, but the character on the receiving end does turn pretty compliant ;] )

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach! I'm just gonna borrow a couple of sexy bishonen for a while, okay Kubo-sama? XD

[A/N - Sooo I have written another fic! I never thought I would see the day! I've been concentrating so hard on my other fic 'Ones Tender Embrace' that I've failed to write any other material. I couldn't help myself with the one.. It's been nagging at the back of my mind for a while, begging to be written. So this is an Aizen x Grimmjow fic.. I know these aren't that popular, but I'll stick it out there for it's however minuscule fan base. Ooh, and I'm not really sure in what Arc this is set.. I guess it could be in the Hueco Mundo arc. Now, enjoy!]

He was bored. Sousuke Aizen, a man who'd created his own domain, his own world in which he could bend and manipulate everything and everyone around himself, in which every being within respected him with god-like magnitude.

And he was bored.

Bored of the same routine. Bored of the same scenery. Bored of the same faces. Just plain bored.

Deep brown eyes scanned a vast canvas of dark landscape from the other side of a large window. Sand. Sand that carried on for miles, piled high and dipping low in heavy dunes until the land disappeared into the black horizon. A drawn out sigh escaped Aizen's lips as he removed his gaze from the mundane scenery for what felt like the hundredth time that night.

Walking away from the window, Aizen stared blankly at his equally mundane bed chamber, and let out another long sigh. Running a hand through his slicked-back locks, he strode over to a rather large, high backed and of course white sofa, and sat down. Putting his elbow on the arm rest, he then cradled his chin on his fist and let his mind wander.

"I've nothing to do. No dwindling tasks to be fulfilled, No new Arrancar to create, No new books to read, No people up and around this time of night to spend time with… how utterly boring."

Aizen paused in his internal speech, a thought pushing its way to the surface of his conscious mind. He, Aizen Sousuke did not need to worry about disturbing people who were asleep; he was the god of this realm after all. He could easily awake someone to spend time with.

For a few minutes, he considered this tempting option. He was terribly bored, he wouldn't mind some company and of course no one would dare refuse him. It may seem a little out of character for him to wander the corridors at night seeking a companion, but boredom, he felt may eat him alive if he did nothing to deter it.

So, with added vigour, Aizen pushed himself off the sofa and strode through his multiple rooms until he reached the main entrance, pulling the heavy double-doors open and walking out into the typically white corridors of Las Notches.

"I could possibly go and awake Gin or Tousen…" Aizen wondered briefly, but doubted they would very exciting. He continued to stride quickly through the corridors, sub-consciously checking the reiatsu levels of beings within their bed chambers as he passed.

Aizen was snapped out of his musings when he felt a pulsing, angry reiatsu immediately to his left. It was completely unrestrained and fluctuating wildly. He familiarised himself with the spiritual pressure and recognised the being at its source instantly.

"Sexta…"

Bodily turning to his left, he stared at a single white door labelled with the number six. Visibly shrugging to himself, Aizen placed his hand on the metallic black handle of the door.

"This should be interesting enough.." Aizen mused, tugging the handle down softly and pushing the door open.

There, at the far end of the room and lying in the centre of a double bed, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez thrashed and moaned as if in severe pain. Aizen tilted his head to the side in confusion and walked further into the room, closing the door behind him.

"ARRGH! F-F-FUCK YOU!" Grimmjow screamed erratically, his breathing laboured. Aizen walked to the side of the sexta's bed and observed him quietly, analysing the situation.

"He's must be experiencing a nightmare.."

Aizen considered the man's pained expression for a few moments, before releasing some of his restrained reiatsu in a warm, comforting manner, rather than the cold, crushing weight he used when punishing his subordinates. The affect was immediate. Grimmjow's expression turned blank, he fell silent and his movements ceased.

Smiling slightly, Aizen seated himself on the side of Grimmjow's bed. It was then that the espada's eyes started to open.

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Grimmjow blinked a few times, revealing his azure irises and then opened his eyes fully. His pupils dilated visibly, adjusting to the light of the room. Slowly, he turned his head to stare at a figure perched on the side of his bed, his eyebrows contracting in confusion as his sleepy mind registered just who the figure was.

"What the fuck? I've got be dreaming.." Grimmjow thought stupidly, pushing himself into the sitting position. He carried on observing the man sitting on his bed, genuinely believing he was dreaming. And why not? This was the least likely person to invite themselves into his quarters. As an afterthought, the espada pinched himself roughly on the forearm.

"Ow! Fuck!"

Scowling but also feeling his panic rise tenfold, Grimmjow deduced that he couldn't possibly be dreaming.

"Grimmjow, I assure you that you are not dreaming."

"No fucking shit! What the hell are you doing in my room?" Grimmjow exclaimed dramatically, ripping the bed sheets off of himself and jumping out of the bed. He walked quickly over to the other side of his room, putting distance between him and his superior.

"Now now, Grimmjow. There's no need for such distasteful rudeness. I merely walked past your room and picked up distress signals in your reiatsu, So I came in to check if you were well. It appears you were having a nightmare, may I ask what about?" Aizen enquired politely, rising from Grimmjow's bed.

"None of your fucking business!" the espada shouted defiantly, wanting nothing more than to be rid of the other man. He immediately regretted his reply when he felt Aizen's reiatsu flare slightly in annoyance. Grimmjow backed up until his back was pressed against the far wall, his scowl deepening across his features as the other man started to approach him slowly. He could feel the man's partially realised spiritual pressure crushing down upon him, making it hard to breath.

"Very well then sexta." Aizen drew closer still, and Grimmjow tried his very best to sink into the wall behind him, spitting out curses as he did.

"May I point out that you are my subordinate and any questions I may ask of you should be answered promptly and with utter most respect. And for Kami's sake, put some clothes on."

Grimmjow, too focused on Aizen's mere presence in his room hadn't noticed his lack of attire. He looked down at himself, and realised he was currently only clad in a pair of tight, black boxers.

"Shit!" Grimmjow yelped in the manliest way possible, staring wide-eyed down at his own body. Snapping his gaze back his oncoming superior, Grimmjow growled angrily, baring his pointy canine teeth. Not that Grimmjow minded, he practically worshiped his physique, but something about being so bare around the man made him feel exposed and vaunerable.

"What the hell do you want with me? Why in the fuck are you still here, I need some fucking privacy!"

This last set of profanities seemed to be the last straw. Aizen brought his reiatsu crashing down onto Grimmjow without a seconds warning. Grimmjow collapsed to his knees with a thud, his head bowed and his hands pressed to the floor to support his upper body. A loud, pained groan sounded throughout the room as Aizen drew level with this subordinate, looking down upon the down turned head at his feet.

"Your arrogance is tedious Grimmjow. I would not have to resort to such drastic measures if you merely cooperated and held appropriate respect for your superiors." Aizen continued to gaze down at the figure at his feet for a few fleeting moments and then lifted the weight of his reiatsu from the room. He knelt down in front of Grimmjow and hooked his forefinger under the espada's chin, tilting his face upwards.

Grimmjow automatically sat up into the kneeling position and instantly shuffled backwards so the finger under his chin slipped away. He only barely resisted the urge to get up and run from Aizen's dominating presence.

"I do not like to reprimand my subordinates, but my patience wears thin." Aizen commented quietly, his brown eye's locking with Grimmjow's azure ones.

"Bullshit! You love walking all over people you big-headed bastard! You sadistic mother fucker, you're so false even newly born arranca can see through your fuckin' façade!" Grimmjow screamed internally, but didn't dare utter a single word of it out loud. Instead, he carried on staring into Aizen's eyes with a fiery glare, as if daring the man to hold it.

Hold it he did. Aizen returned a cool stare back into Grimmjow's heated one, crushing his pride slowly. He hated submitting to anyone, but he had no other choice when it came to Aizen, although he never went down without a fight. Submitting always stirred strange feelings within him, and he could never pinpoint what they were.

"I would like to ask you a question, will you answer me appropriately?"

"….Hai" Grimmjow murmured reluctantly, a deep scowl returning to his features. He shifted uncomfortably, his back jarred against the cold wall. He could feel a vein ticking at his temple and blinked rapidly to be rid of the feeling. When he opened his eyes, he followed Aizen's gaze, where it had travelled down past his navel…

"Why is it your aroused, Grimmjow?" Aizen asked in a level tone of voice, a small smirk gracing his lips.

With an utterly horrified expression racing across his features, Grimmjow's gaze shot down to his lower body. His half erect dick tented the front of his boxers, glaringly obvious.

" I…. I…... FUCK!"

"RUN. RUN. RUN. RUN. GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE." Grimmjow chanted internally, panic and sheer embarrassment bubbling it's way to the surface.

He scrambled from his position on floor and used sonido to bolt to his front door. Before he could reach the door handle however, a hand gripped his shoulder painfully, tugging him backwards in one swift motion.

He fell onto the tiled floor with a loud smack and hissed in pain. Aizen loomed before him, his sight of the man blurry from a rather large bump to the head. As his vision cleared, Grimmjow could see humour shining in the other man's eyes as his smirk intensified.

"Would you like me to help you with your little 'problem' sexta?"

Grimmjow's mind and expression went blank, before the realisation of what was just said hit him like a freight train.

"What! .. Is he serious? WAIT! NO! I don't want this! What the fuck is wrong with me!"

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Aizen gazed down at the espada as a look of terror and disgust marred his features at the proposal.

"The sexta appears to be aroused by submission, evidentially; he has never figured that one out…"

Laughing lightly, Aizen waited patiently for a reply, but all he received was heavy silence and a gawking expression from the man bellow him. Tonight was indeed a night for acting out of character. He hadn't planned on ever seducing the Sexta, but something about seeing the Espada's arousal changed his mind. Making the decision for the Arrancar at his feet, Aizen bent down and pulled Grimmjow to the standing position by his waist.

Grimmjow immediately hit the hands away and started to back away from his superior. Aizen noticed how the sexta was reluctant to voice another out-burst, but was still as non-compliant as ever. Starting to get annoyed with Grimmjow pussy-footing around him, Aizen cut to the chase.

He used his own, much faster form of sonido and in a split second grabbed the fleeing man by his upper arms and threw him onto the nearby bed. The springs creaked loudly with protest on Grimmjow's heavy impact. Sitting up awkwardly, the espada was barely given time to figure out what had just occurred before the weight of another body pushed him back down onto the bed.

Aizen straddled Grimmjow's toned waist, his upper body flush against the other man's chest and his elbows propped either side of the espada's head. Aizen watched as a deep flush covered the other's face uncharacteristically and as his features twisted with anger.

"Get the fuck off me you sick bastard!" Grimmjow snapped, his self-restraint only stretching so far. He writhed under the other man's weight, reaching up to shove ferociously at his shoulders. Aizen caught the sexta's wrists and pinned them with his one hand above the arrancar's head.

"Submit to me Grimmjow, your efforts are futile." Aizen murmured in low, sultry tone. He ground his hips down into Grimmjow's and allowed their straining erections to rub against each other. To his surprise, Grimmjow let out a keening whine, followed shortly by an angry growl. The espada closed his eyes and scowled deeply, obviously disappointed with being unable to control his primal urges.

Pleased with the reaction he had received, Aizen upped his game. He lowered his head and brought his lips to Grimmjow's neck.

"Submit." was murmured quietly into the heated flesh of the arrancar's neck, before Aizen bit down harshly.

"Nnnggh.." Grimmjow murmured incoherently, a shiver travelling through his frame.

Aizen rewarded the sexta by showering light nips over his jaw line and adams apple. Grimmjow groaned quietly, loosing himself to the sensation.

Raising his head, Aizen looked closely at the espada's face. His eyes were still closed and his eyebrows were furrowed with anger and no doubt confusion. Aizen settled his full weight onto Grimmjow,= and used his free hand to thread his fingers tightly in the teal hair at the back of the sexta's head. He jerked the other man's head forward abruptly and eyelids slid slowly open to reveal azure irises, that immediately connected with his own deep brown ones. Grimmjow's eyes still shined with resilience, but his body had started to relax against the enticing weight pressed against him.

Aizen's own eyes on the other hand, shone with triumph and pride, as he lowered his head slowly. Grimmjow tensed nervously as his superiors lips brushed lightly against his own. On the edge of voicing a protest, he was silenced when Aizen crushed his lips against the sexta's heatedly.

"Mmmnnggh! Mnn.." Grimmjow moaned loudly into the possessive kiss, which was followed by a sharp yelp when Aizen forced his tongue roughly into the arrancar's mouth. Aizen avidly explored Grimmjow's hot, wet mouth, probing and rubbing sensuously against the arranca's own tongue.

Aizen's tongue continued its ministrations, while his free hand was put to use. He dragged his hand down Grimmjow's neck and chest, baring his nails to the heated flesh and leaving red lines in his wake. Aizen's hand reached a nipple which he caught between his thumb and forefinger and tugged painfully.

"Nnnnnngh!" Grimmjow forcefully yanked his head to the side, breaking the kiss and panting heavily. He stared up at Aizen and his superior noted how the lust in his eyes were taking over the resilience.

He needed to drown out the last of that resilience.

"A-Aizen.. St-" Grimmjow's sentence was cut short when he moaned loudly at Aizen's new ministrations. Aizen's hand had slid from his nipple and down to his hollow hole. Nails lightly scraped the holes interior, causing Grimmjow's eyes to roll back into his head.

"Aaahh! Fuck! Nnngh.."

Looking down at the writhing sexta, Aizen smirked deviously.

"Got him."

Aizen sat up right and let go of the arrancar's restrained hands. As soon as the hands were free, they fisted in the bed sheets. His smirk still in place, Aizen lowered himself to place a rough kiss on the other man's lips and then proceeded to travel lower down Grimmjow's body. He licked and nipped down the expanse of tan flesh before him, marring the neck and chest with small bite marks. When Aizen reached the espada's abdomen, he licked the edge of the hollow hole, gaining another loud moan out of the man. Grimmjow reached down to thread his hands into his superior's hair, all resistance having melted.

A deft hand found its way to the top of Grimmjow's boxers, fingers sliding softly under the material. They slid down until their tips brushed the head of Grimmjow's solid erection.

The fingers withdrew and Grimmjow growled loudly in protest. Aizen chuckled lightly, then grasped the thin material of the boxers and pulled them down in one swift motion to the man's thighs.

Grimmjow hissed at the cool air making contact with his hot flesh, followed by a guttural groan when Aizen ran the tip of his tongue up the underside of the espada's dick. Grimmjow writhed at the contact, his hips bucking. Aizen held the arranca by the waist to stop the movement, while swirling his tongue over the sensitive head then back down the entire length, only to repeat the teasing process all over again. Aizen then slid his tongue back up to the head, then took it into his mouth and sucked lightly.

Aizen smirked around the espada's dick when he received another long whine from the man.

"I would of never imagined him to be so.. Vocal."

Aizen stopped suddenly, realizing what he was currently doing, what he was currently indulging himself in. Grimmjow didn't deserve to experience his talented mouth. Aizen realsed the length from his mouth with a wet pop and climbed up Grimmjow's body to straddle his waist once again. The sexta looked angry, obviously about protest about the loss of contact, when Aizen pressed three fingers against his lips. He looked at them, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

"Open your mouth Grimmjow." Aizen ordered seductively, his tone low and gravelly.

The sexta complied, albeit with confusion and Aizen let his fingers rub against Grimmjow's tongue.

"Suck them…" Aizen ordered briefly. Grimmjow closed his mouth and sucked on the fingers, massaging them with his tongue. The fingers where removed and Grimmjow eyed them with curiosity. Aizen then climbed off the espada and sat at his side.

"Get onto your hands and knees."

"Nnngh..Why..?" the arrancar murmured in annoyance, his voice rough and breathy.

"Just do as I tell you Sexta."

Grimmjow sneered at the request but complied, first kicking his boxers completely off, then rolling over onto his hands and knees. He jumped when he felt Aizen move behind him and hook one arm around his waist. He tried but failed to quell the surprised yelp that escaped when he felt two wet fingers slide down his crack. They brushed against his entrance, before both where pushed forcefully into his body, no warning prior.

"AH! FUCK!" Grimmjow shouted hoarsely, his body tensing around the digits.

"Relax." Aizen uttered quietly and started to pump the fingers in and out of the espada's body, scissoring them to help stretch the entrance. Grimmjow started to relax a little around the fingers, so Aizen added a third and started to thrust them into the man a little faster. He was feeling impatient with preparation, not that Grimmjow deserved that much anyway. But he would much rather cut to the chase, so the preparation he administered was rushed.

Aizen removed his fingers after a few more rough, painfull strokes. He straightened and started to untie his sash, then proceeded to pull his hakama down to his thighs. He took his dick into his hand and positioned it at Grimmjow's entrance.

Again, without warning, Aizen slid his dick into the man below him in one, fluid motion all the way to the hilt. He chuckled sadistically when he heard Grimmjow's incoherent, pained shout. He stayed motionless for a few seconds to gain his bearings, the delicious, tight heat of the espada's body made him feel quite light-headed. Then he began to move, thrusting into the body below him at a barely restrained, steady pace.

Grimmjow's body met each thrust automatically, his back arching and hands fisting in the bed sheets. Guttural groans flowed from his mouth without restraint as he bit his bottom lip hard, drawing blood that trickled down his chin in a tiny rivulet.

Aizen shifted, angling his thrusts harder and at a different angle and wasn't surprised when the man under him shouted out, cursing loudly from intense pleasure. Aizen continued to pound into Grimmjow's prostate and before long felt the man trembling beneath him.

"Uhh.. Nnggh.. I'm.. I c-can't.."

Aizen registered the warning for the espada's impending release and picked up the pace. He reached around and grasped Grimmjow's throbbing erection and started to pump it in time with his thrusts. Aizen's breathing was laboured and he felt the tell-tale signs of his own release. He lent down to cover Grimmjow's body with his own and bit down onto the arrancar's shoulder roughly.

That was the last thing it took to send Grimmjow over the edge. He screamed, curses falling from his lips as he came, his white essence ending up on his own chest, as well as the sheets bellow.

Aizen let out a small gasp as the espada's body tightened around his dick almost painfully. He thrust roughly into the other man a few more times before spilling his own come into Grimmjow's body, the explosive sensation making his head spin and his body tremble. He lost himself in this euphoric moment, his eyes sliding closed as he rode out his orgasm with a few more thrusts.

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Grimmjow felt his superior pull out of his aching body. His limbs trembled and he could feel them giving out, so he rolled over and came to lie down on his back, away from the come staining his bed sheets. His nose scrunched in distaste when he felt the other man's essence running slowly down his thigh from his entrance. He looked up in time to see Aizen retying his red obi.

"What the fuck did I just let that sick bastard do to me…" Grimmjow thought angrily, embarrassment flooding through him like an infectious disease. He threw an arm over his eyes, still hoping this whole mess really was some sort of dream. He heard the bed squeak when his superior stood up, then felt the same presence close to his head. His arm was grasped and pulled off his face. Aizen was leaning over him, his face inches from his own. Amusement danced the man's eyes as he observed Grimmjow's deep scowl.

"You've certainly made my night, Grimmjow" Aizen drawled, his tone level and polite.

Grimmjow made to snap back at the man, but stopped himself in fear of the whole process being repeated if he put a toe out of line, so opted for growling at the man quietly and baring his sharp canines, before turning his head away.

Turning his head away was a bad idea on his part. Grimmjow let out a grunt when he felt sharp teeth bit down onto the thick tendon of his neck. The teeth withdrew and he turned his head to glare heatedly at the other man. Aizen merely chuckled and straightened up.

"I shall see you soon Grimmjow. Hopefully, I will be joining you at night again, I'm afraid this experience was far too good for me to merely… forget."

Grimmjow felt his jaw drop as he stared up at Aizen. The man's features were alight with amusement. Before Grimmjow could shout his protests and profanities, Aizen had gone. His form was a blur as he travelled across Grimmjow's room and out of the door, the door slamming loudly back on its self.

Grimmjow gawked stupidly at where the man had just departed. He sat up slowly, feeling intense anger spreading through him like wild fire. The anger reached its peak, and his reiatsu poured out of him, completely unrestrained. He leapt off the bed and let his fist connect with the first thing in its path; the wall. The wall shattered and debris tumbled onto the floor. He glared at the huge hole he'd created in his own wall, willing his anger to subside.

"I need to go fucking kill something." Grimmjow decided, deeming it to be the best out-let for his anger.

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[A/N - So, this is the first time I've written a sex scene XD. I hope it's allright.. I do prefer my yaoi to be more loving and soft, but I wanted to right something that was slightly non-con and kinda rough :] Please, give me some feedback, because if people like this I'll make it into a multi-chapter and not just the one-shot I planned it to be :] So please review! Thanks. BY THE WAY.. OOC ALERT! It's all part of the story though so bear with meee]