(REWRITE 2023) An Angel's Lips

Chapter 10

'Something hard...And warm,' Yuri tried to move her arm but a heavy object made it hard for her to shift. Slowly, she opened her eyes as her vision began to become clear the person sleeping beside her made her gasp. Sosuke Aizen. He slept silently beside her, his arm around her waist and pressed close to her body. This was the first time Aizen slept in the same bed as her. Every time she woke up he was already awake or in his office. Something else caught her attention, his brown hair that was normally pushed back was hanging over his face. Yuri managed to pull her arm free and slowly, softly, cautiously touched his cheek with her fingertips. Aizen moved in his sleep, Yuri withdrew her hand and blushed as he laughed softly. 

"Good morning Yuri," 

"G-g-good morning Lord Aizen..," She mumbled. Aizen pushed and sat himself up with his elbow. "You slept all night, did I tire you out?" 

Yuri gave him a confused gaze before remembering the event in the bath last night. She tried to sit up and respond abruptly but she winced in pain and fell back onto the bed. Aizen gave her a worried look before sitting up straight.  He pulled the sheets off her in a strong pull, Yuri blushed and covered her bare breast with her arms. "W-what are you doing?" 

"Relax Yuri," said in a reassuring tone. He grabbed her thigh gently, tickling her skin with his fingers. He sat in-between her legs, staring down at her lower half intensely.  Her folds were a bit swallow and a blazed pink color.

Yuri laid on the bed impatiently, it felt strange that he was staring down at her for so long. "Um....L-lord Aizen?"

He blinked and looked up at her. "I must have overdone it last night," His fingertips brushed against her folds, he eyed her body deliciously. Her skin was almost painted with bite marks and large dark colored hickeys. "Perhaps we should stay home this afternoon,"

"We-we'll, I kind of wanted to go out today....if that was okay," Yuri gently pushed herself up. "I...Don't like to sit in the house,"

"No?" He smiled and leaned close to her, cupping her face gently. "Do you get lonely when I'm not around?" 

 Before she could answer Aizen kissed her, Yuri fell back onto the bed, he hovered over her not taking his lips away from hers. Yuri tore her lips away from a second, quickly beginning to panic. "Lord Aizen--"

He forced another kiss on her lips and pulled away. "I won't do anything....I promised you yesterday,"

She calmed down and nodded. Aizen began to kiss her again, nibbling her lower lip. The only sounds she could hear were the ones their lips made. His hands traveled up and down her side's sending waves of pleasure and causing goosebumps. Yuri moaned as she felt his manhood twitch between their warm bodies. 

Knock! Knock! Knock! The two stopped abruptly, Aizen turned to the bedroom door narrowing his eyes.

Aizen pushed himself off Yuri and slid off the bed, he grabbed his pants off the floor and pulled them on. Yuri pulled the blankets over her nude body. Aizen pulled the door open, coming face to face with Kaname. 

"Lord Aizen, I didn't mean to interrupt but we've come across some new information," 

"Is that right? Alright, I'll come down to my office in a few minutes,"

"Yes sir," Kaname turned on his heels and disappeared down the hall. Aizen closed the door and picked up his white discarded shirt on the floor. 

"I'll make this quick, I'll send for Tia and Mila," 

"Al-alright...," Yuri watched as he buttoned his shirt and slid on his shoe before walking out of the door. 

Yuri blushed and fell back onto the bed with a loud sigh. Her fingertips danced lightly on her own lips, they felt warm. She was beginning to like the way Aizen's lips felt against her.His muscular body and piercing brown eyes. Those deep, unending pools always made her curious, never showing any emotion. Yuri shook her head rapidly side to side, turning to the empty side where Aizen was sleeping. She was new to this feeling but knew what meant, her heart throbbed. She was falling for this man this man who self-proclaimed himself as her husband.  The man who bought her freedom and practically enslaved her.