Moonbathing, an AizenxGin story

Author's Note:

My first story, and definitely AizenxGin all the way! What can I say? My OTP to the max :)

This is set somewhat within HM arc, but there may be some spoilers. I only watch the anime, so I don't know what manga fans have seen / have not seen. You've been warned.

M rating for a reason - sex, romance, dirty talking, slightly OOC Aizen, a little BDSM & control thrown in...aka "Aizen being Aizen, and Gin being Gin"

It starts out a little slow but I hope the build up is worth it. If you like it, I'll definitely make it more than just a one-shot, but it's a one-shot for right now :)

I've proofed the story a bit, but I may have missed something. I apologize in advance.

Primarily AizenxGin pairing, but it may go into some of my other favorites, like AizenxUlqi and UlquixGrimmjow (god, that's such a hot pair!)

Oh, before I forget: D/s, swearing, crackfic (in later chapters, if I decide to make this more than a oneshot), and other random instances of tomfsckery. Just to let you know )

quick edit: going back in to try to correct a few errors I noticed once the story was live. Sorry!

Aizen Sousuke was a keen observer of people. He had to be in order to bring Hueco Mundo under his complete command. His Espada would carry out his wishes; he had no doubt of that. After all, a leader's job is to walk forward with certainty and purpose. Nothing in that job description indicated he was actually supposed to look behind him to see if the followers were actually...following.

He was wrapping up a meeting with Ulquiorra, watching his 4th Espada put his eye back into his head, ending the previous show.

"Thank you, Ulquiorra. Your perspective gives me new insight on what else needs to be done to reach my goals." he said pleasantly, making sure to give the pale, green-eyed man the honor of eye contact. Out of all the Espada, Ulquiorra was the most loyal. He would do anything for the Lord of Hueco Mundo.

"Anything for Aizen-sama." replied the Cuarta Espada.

Aizen smiled and quietly reached out to toy idly with a jet-black lock of hair hanging loosely over Ulqiorra's brow. He couldn't hide his delight over watching his underling cringe, if only just a little.

"Aizen-sama?" asked the small, pale Espada in a tone that was quite different from his normal monotone.

"Yes, my dear Espada? Is something wrong? Can a God not touch his creation? Is my touch not something that pleases you?" asked Aizen, his voice sincere but his thoughts anything but. He always wanted to see how far Ulquiorra would go to please his master.

"No, Aizen-sama. It is simply that...you do not touch me...so gently." There was a slight flush of pink in the 4th Espada's cheeks as the reply was said.

Aizen nodded and stepped closer, stroking the cold, pale cheek of his loyal servant. "I am in a good mood today. I merely wanted to feel your natural chill, nothing more. Good night, Ulquiorra."

Aizen heard the natural reply, and nodded. Such a loyal servant, one of his favorite pets. He wasn't in the mood to play those sorts of games tonight...well, at least not with this man.

It was late and it was not food or sleep that caught Aizen's attention. It was the moonlight.

Tonight was a full moon night - Aizen's favorite type of night around. So many things could be done under the cover of moonlight that would shock daytime for a thousand centuries to come.

One of those things was none other than Ichimaru Gin. The ex-captain had dutifully followed him to Hueco Mundo and was easily controlled through a variety of methods. It pleased his inner sadist to find such a willing, hungry masochist to kneel at his feet. Was it the anticipation of the lash, the heat of the flame, or was it just Aizen himself? He was not quite sure what specifically kept Gin so devoted to him on a personal level, but he enjoyed being the direct beneficiary.

It was the little things that showed Aizen how much Gin was connected to him. He only showed the Hueco Mundo lord his true eye color - the red discs that frightened everyone else, but had intrigued Aizen from the beginning.

There was also a different smile he wore just for his lover, a soft clinging one that would have made the curve of a croissant envious. Only Aizen got to see that smile - everyone else received a more chilling, indifferent mask that put even his strongest Espada on edge.

He decided to go pay Gin a visit - why waste a good full moon night?

It wasn't like Gin was a difficult target to find - his reiatsu called out to him anywhere he was, and Aizen never resisted that siren song.

He walked out into the main hall and followed the alluring reiatsu of his treasured pet up into the top floor of the large palace. It was a special floor because the roof was partially open, ostensibly to let the sun in. There was rarely true sunlight in Hueco Mundo, so most of the time a sunbather would find themselves quite disappointed.

Gin was no sunbather. Quite the opposite. His super fair skin would never tolerate the harsh rays of the sun, and Aizen would never allow his skin to tan, even if it could.

He was overjoyed to find his darling partner laying on a long padded chair, fully nude save for a pair of black sunglasses propped up on his head. His eyes were closed even tighter than normal, and Aizen noticed a bottle of 'suntan' lotion next to the chair, along with a silver reflector.

Ah, Gin, he thought to himself, you never miss a detail.

He walked quietly, no hurry in his steps. If Gin noticed him, he didn't acknowledge him. His smooth, pale chest rose and fell gently with his breaths. Perhaps he was sleeping, or merely just resting quietly. Gin had a tendency to get lost in his thoughts, the only place Aizen couldn't fully reach him yet. Strong emphasis on yet - with each passing day, Gin's thought process became quite obvious to the ex-captain of the 5th Squad.

He could wait. He was Aizen Sousuke. He could wait longer than anyone else.

"Gin." he said quietly, watching the younger man slowly open his eyes.

"Aizen-sama?" he asked quietly, his crimson eyes slightly visible, even in the moonlight.

Aizen flashed him a quiet grin. "You were not only sleeping, but moonbathing, I see."

Gin nodded slowly, a little nervous. He had expected Aizen to be in his meeting with Ulqiorra a lot longer, and then to spend the rest of the night reading in his study. Gin had wanted to get some time to think to himself, but that wasn't going to happen.

Moonbathing was his ritual, something he had never really shared with Aizen. He knew the older shinigami was aware of him coming up here, but he never really thought Aizen would be interested in participating.

So much for that ritual being a single affair, not now.

Gin breathed deeply. "What's on your mind, Aizen-sama?"

"You." replied the master of illusions, and the controller of Gin's entire life. His strong, firm hands reached down for the bottle of suntan lotion, and he flashed the younger shinigami a warm smile. True amusement sparkled in his earth-colored eyes, his tongue wetting his lips in anticipation.

Before Gin could say another word, Aizen had already squeezed a small dollop of lotion into his palms and rubbed them together. He started at Gin's neck, kissing the pale skin there before rubbing the oil into the skin. The lotion had a light mint smell to it, and it even had a slightly mint taste as Aizen brought his lips to nibble on the area.

Gin moaned and arched his back. "A-a-aizen..sama...oh!" He gasped as Aizen nipped his neck.

"Did I give you permission to let that lovely voice of yours come out to play, hm?" he asked the silver-haired man sternly.

Gin shook his head and tried to remain silent. His handsome master curled his fingers over Gin's chest, rubbing, kissing, licking, sending waves of pleasure over Gin's body without much effort at all.

A few locks of silver hair came down over his face. He parted his lips to say something, but couldn't think of any words to say - nothing that would matter. Nothing seemed to matter except that moist, warm tongue sliding over every inch of him.

Aizen brought his hands finally over Gin's stomach, fingers tracing the navel gently. He moved lower slowly, letting Gin feel the anticipation and heat mixed into one.

"So...you come up here completely naked to ...moonbathe? Clearly, you aren't working on a tan...so why do it? Speak." he asked Gin.

Gin sighed softly. "You always say I should try new things, and I'm still real shy about ...being naked. So I picked the most private yet open place I could here...nobody comes up here."

Aizen nodded. He was pleased to hear Gin speak properly, having explained to Gin time and time again how much he despised that nasty Rukongai accent.

He curled his fingers slowly around the shaft of Gin's manhood, his thumb swirling over the tip gently. "Soft, little fox? We can't have that..."

Gin's eyes opened wide as he felt Aizen's mouth completely engulf him. He sucked in a breath and shuddered as he felt those lips and tongue licking, sucking, teasing him until he was stiff as a board.

Aizen stepped back and stroked him gently, sweetly. "Perfect. I like it better when I know you're excited for me."

Gin whined, desire filling him from head to toe. "Please, Aizen-sama, I ...need you."

Aizen grinned widely. "I know you do. If you didn't, I wouldn't be very good at my job, now would I?"

He pulled out a bottle of lube from the pocket in his hakama and looked down at Gin again. "Since I am the one disturbing you, tell me what you want? Do you want me to go?"

Gin shook his head vigorously. "No, Aizen-sama...please...take me anyway you want...I'm yours."

Aizen hummed to himself as he listened to the fox-faced man laying on the chair so lewdly, his legs spread wide open. He dropped his hakama quickly, stepping out of them. His erection strained his boxers and he slid those down as well, stroking himself gently for Gin's view.

He squeezed some oil onto his length and got himself slick, then repeated the same for Gin, sliding a well-lubed finger gently inside the silver-haired man.

Gin moaned softly, and whispered, "More, please, Aizen-sama."

Aizen complied cheerfully, sliding another well-oiled finger into Gin, twisting them and seperating them. He wanted to make sure his red-eyed lover was stretched and comfortable for this...he wasn't in the mood for pain.

Maybe later. They had plenty of time.

Gin's moans grew louder, his whole body shivering. "Please, Aizen-sama...I want you to feel good too." He pouted a little, his wide crimson eyes following every move the older man made.

Aizen gave a slight chuckle, and moved to bring Gin closer to him, pulling those pale legs onto his shoulders. He pushed inside his young lover carefully, slowly, not stopping until his entire length was snugly inside Gin.

"Ah! Aizen-sama....ohhh...give it to me. Please." Gin said breathlessly, his skin beginning to look flushed.

A look of surprise flashed over Aizen's features for a brief moment - normally Gin wasn't this responsive, this loud...but that incredibly tight fit made him willing to definitely comply. If Gin wanted him to "give it to him", that's certainly what Gin was going to get.

Aizen pulled almost all the way out of his silver-haired (and silver-tongued, the more Aizen thought about it) lover, then slammed back into him quickly. He twisted his hips slightly so that he could hit Gin's sweet spot, the one he knew would send Gin over the moon.

Gin moaned at the top of his lungs. "Aizen-sama! AH! Y-y-you...make...ugh, fuck...gods, it's so good...fuck..." Gin wasn't making much sense, but Aizen understood well enough. Normally he hated profanity but when Gin said it so breathlessly, how could he not accept those dirty, passionate words.

Only in bed did Aizen break his normal proper flow of speech, because Gin did amazing things to him.

"It better be good...you love it don't you? You love it when I hurt you...when I treat you like a whore, when I use you. When I fuck you good and hard, isn't that right Gin?"

He continued his work on Gin, his hands holding Gin's legs like stirrups. He locked eyes with the red-eyed darling, intently watching Gin's facial expressions. He enjoyed watching Gin like this - uncontrolled, wild, loose, completely lost in the moment.

Gin's tight body fit him like a glove and it was driving him crazy. He would wait for the right moment, as he wanted to please Gin tonight. He was being such a good boy, Aizen couldn't resist.

He reached down to twist Gin's right nipple hard, then switched over to the left one.

"Answer my question, whore, it's not like you have your mouth full...yet." he said gruffly, grunting as Gin's tightness consumed him.

"I love it, Aizen-sama ...take me, use me, hurt me if you want...I don't care...as long as it's you. I'll do anything you want."

The words were electric to a man that craved power, influence, and control over everything else.

He breathed in deep to calm himself down. He stroked Gin's stiff member firmly, enjoying the sight of those parted, O-shaped lips, the wide red eyes.

"Shh...let yourself go, little fox-whore. Show me your appreciation. You know how." Aizen made sure to emphasize each word for Gin's benefit.

Gin arched his back abruptly, shuddering all over. "I-I-I'm ...close, Aizen-sama..."

Aizen shook his head. "Say my name whore...cry it out for me...say it the way I wanna hear it..."

Gin felt those firm, lightly tanned hands stroking, teasing, making him ready to explode.

"Sousuke-sama! I'm coming! Oh...fuck!" Gin howled at the top of his lungs, finally hitting release. Thick creamy ropes splashed all over his belly, and some even landed on his brown-eyed lover's hand.

Seeing Gin let go so strongly, coupled with feeling him clench around him so tightly brought Aizen over the edge. He slammed into Gin a couple more times before letting go, groaning as his orgasm practically drained him.

He breathed deeply as he filled Gin with a renewed heat. "Mm. Nice." He brought his fingers to his lips, and then licked them slowly for Gin's benefit. He gave the silver-haired man a deep kiss, pushing his tongue in hungrily.

Gin blushed as Aizen broke the kiss off. "I thought whores weren't supposed to kiss."

Aizen chuckled softly and brought Gin into his arms.

"Mine always does."

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Thanks for reading. I'm not a writer who begs for reviews, but if you would like to leave one, I'm honored. If not, that's s'okay too :) I have big plans for the story, because I fully believe in more AiGin goodness :) Oh, this is my first lemon as well - I'm sure they'll get better with time, but I figure this one's pretty sour :) Oh, AizenxUlqiorra is another one of my favorite pairings.