Yuri stared at her reflection in the mirror, her wet hair stuck to her face, and a white towel wrapped around her cold body. Last night was replaying her head, from the romantic dinner and dance to the sexually pleasure.
Her cheeks turned red and she stood up straight. Shaking her head, trying to erase the memories from last night. Truthfully, she didn't want to. Yuri gasped and clenched her fist, what was she becoming? She was never like this, succumbing to pleasure and fancy things.
"We're going back to the house today, you should go get dressed," She turned to the voice and nodded at Aizen.
"I...I know," He stepped behind her and slowly wrapped his hands around her stomach. Yuri blushed and shivered under his touch.
"Why didn't you ask me to join me?"
"I...I can bathe myself, " She muttered, his hand grabbed her chin and lifted her head. Aizen pecked her neck, getting a flinch from her.
"Should we play some more before we leave?"
"N-no, enough....We did enough last night,"
"So you do remember?"
"I do,"
"Good, you should be more honest with yourself Yuri," His hand lowered under towel and she pressed her lips together.
"Stop...,"
"That's not what you said during dinner,"
"I know....but I was drunk and not myself...,"
"Really? Should we test that?" Without another word Aizen pushed her over the sink, her face inches from the mirror. She gasped at the sudden action, in the mirror Aizen was no longer visible but she could feel him moving behind her. Yuri made a loud noise of surprise as she felt his warm tongue slid across her folds.
"Lo-lord Aizen please don't...I don't want to," She cried, her eyes widen as he pulled her folds apart and sucked on the small bud. Aizen moaned underneath her. Yuri let out a moan of her own, she covered her mouth, locking eyes with herself in the mirror. How could this person be her? Someone who succumbs to pleasure so easily.
"Ah...That feels...," She muttered. Aizen's tongue brushed against her clit over and over. She tensed up as her orgasm was slowly approaching, then everything stopped. Aizen pulled away from her and stood back up on his feet. Yuri turned around, her back still pressed against the sink. Aizen leaned against her, she could feel his hard member through his clothes. "Remember how you pleaded for me? Begged for it?" His voice was dark, seductive.
Yuri slowly nodded her head, avoiding eye contact. "If you want more...Do it...," His lips were centimeters away from her ear, his breathing made her moan softly.
"Pl....Please...Lord Aizen...,"
"Please what?"
"Please...Make me come...,"
Aizen pulled his himself free from his clothes and entered her warmth. Yuri clawed at his forearms and shuddered.
"Good girl,"
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Outside of the club, a large white limo was parked in front, the back door was held open by the driver. He bowed as Aizen got closer to the door. Yuri walked beside him silently as he let her enter the car first.
"Well, well hows was your night?" Yuri nearly jumped from her seat as she spotted Gin sitting in front of her.
"Gin...I didn't think you be greeting me,"
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(REWRITE 2023) An Angel's Lips
Fanfiction![Modern Day]! Yuri Saionji is a normal girl, living a normal life with her adoring mother, until the day she and her mother are involved in a fatal car accident. After waking from her comatose state, she receives the news of her mother's death. H...