Victory Over Visored

“So, you have returned,” the voice that echos off the walls of the great yawning maw of the throne room is none other than Aizen’s himself, his deep and ice cold tone holding the ruthlessness of a man that was not to be trifled with.

A quiet chuckle is his immediate reply, a formless laughter ringing from the innumerous shadows that haunt the far corners of the hall. Slowly, like the creeping vines of a wall bound ivy the shadows seems to move and shift, the great expanse of inky black slowly moving in closer to Aizen’s throne and coating the majority of the room in its raven cloak. It is only when the shade comes within a few meters of Aizen’s throne that is stops, the encroaching darkness freezing only to be split by a wide and gleaming Cheshire smile that seems to float amongst the shifting black, “It’s an honor that you remember me Aizen.”

Aizen silently sneers, his body sitting stock straight and rigid on his throne as he calmly speaks, “I fear that your grin is more unforgettable than Gin’s.”

Again the voice chuckles, the darkness of the room seeming to shift with every laugh as if it were the sole owner of the callous chuckle, “Come now Aizen, is that any way to talk to a friend of your cause?”

“What is it you want now,” Aizen speaks his statement as less of a question and more a demand for answers which only brings forth another round of laughter from the formless creature.

“Well, since you asked so nicely I came to inform you that employers have felt that it is time we sever any dimensional ties to your world from the others,” The Cheshire smile seems to grow as Aizen gives the disembodied grin a leveled stare, “It seems they believe that the one being that we sent to this realm is enough to accomplish their goal.”

“And what goal is that?” Aizen says with a slight growl, “Cause chaos by sending your ‘agent’ into my midst? Or how about the fact that he has attracted more women to him than you and your ‘employers’ ever thought was possible?”

Instead of a quiet chuckle this time the voices gives a full on deep bellied laugh, “Oh Aizen, you know as well as I do that we are not the ones that cause the chaos of your world…we are simply the ones that balance it. And as for John’s…following, then we have no explanation as to why he is so ‘popular’ with the women of your world. We had intended to ‘amplify’ his resonance and attractiveness but even untouched he has become quite the ladies man…perhaps he was just born in the wrong dimension for his talents.”

“You expect me to believe that?” Aizen asks with a slight glare, his normal calm and unwavering expression slightly morphing into one of agitation.

“We know you’ll believe whatever you wish to believe Aizen,” the voice speaks, seriously for once as the Cheshire grin slowly begins to fade into the receding shadows of the throne room, “but believe us when we say that you should not doubt John for even a second Aizen. He is an agent of balance and he will not be so easily destroyed.”

With that the shadows of the room return to their previous shape leaving no sign of the mysterious voice or the grinning visage behind, only a slightly shaken and silently glaring Aizen seated upon his ivory throne.

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After having a brief discussion with Yoruichi and Bee-chan about how you will make up their ‘lost night’ you head to your bedroom, the exact place where the irritable Hiyori-chan and the quiet but cute Shinji-chan awaited you for the ‘shotgun bet’ they had taken. For a moment you wonder what sort of gods would allow this kind of stuff to keep happening, granted it wasn’t all that bad given the number of girls that surrounded you with their love and affection but…well it was quite a LOT of girls who had nearly attached themselves to you like lampreys on a fish.

Idly you wonder where this kind of charm came from; you certainly had never seen when you were alive…

This train of thought is thrown out the window when you enter your room and your ears are assaulted by the rough and callous voice of Hiyori, “So what if I think the fuckers handsome? It doesn’t mean he’s a good lay!”

With a slight smirk you gaze upon the scene in front of you, Hiyori sitting on the bed while glaring up at a stern face Shinji who has her hands on her hips and her face mere centimeters away from Hiyori, “Did you even BOTHER listening to what his clan was saying about him? It sounds like he has…talent.”

This comment sends a bright flush across both of their cheeks, their focused argument causing them to completely ignore you as you quietly shut and lock the door behind you, “Oh you know they we fucking bullshitting! There is no way that he’s that good!”

With a smirk you silently undo the top half of your gi, letting it slide from your shoulders and to the ground baring your upper body to the world before you take the opportunity to speak, “Well Hiyori-chan, why not give it a try and find out?”

Both girls jump in surprise before turning around to face you, their eyes opening even wider before they turn away from you with brilliant blushes lighting their cheeks, “F-Fucking perv!”

“The pot calling the kettle black Hiyori-chan,” you tease, your arms crossing over your chest as you softly chuckle, “weren’t you and Shinji-chan the ones that wanted to take this bet?”

“No!” Hiyori growls, her nervousness overcome as she turns to you with a powerful glare, “it’s your goddamn…HAREM that **** us into this fucking thing!”

With a sigh you shake your head, one hand reaching up and scratching the back of your neck as you mutter, “Yeah…you got a point.” Thinking back to it you doubted that either of them really wanted to be here at the moment, sure they needed your help but it was pretty damn obvious that they were **** about the whole, ‘ally by any means necessary’ thing.

With another exhausted sigh you bend down and pick up the top half of your gi, slinging it over your shoulder before you turn to the embarrassed and nervous girls by your bed, “look, I know you don’t want to do this and I don’t want to **** either of you to do something you don’t want to. I hate seeing women in pain and I hate it even more when I’m the one that causes it so why don’t we just say that you won and in the morning I’ll send you back, no harm no foul.”

While Shinji’s expression holds a mixture of relief and disappointment Hiyori has one that can only be considered frustration. Looking you up and down for a moment Hiyori turns to Shinji, her single fang bared as she growls out, “Keh, I told you Dutch Boy. He’s just a limp dicked liar who can’t satisfy a woman to save his life. I bet he doesn’t even love any of the-”

Before Hiyori can finish her words she finds herself being pushed onto the bed so roughly that she bounces on the soft springs at her back. Quickly Hiyori turns her head to find you standing before her, your half naked body giving off rolling waves of reiatsu as you serve her a warning glare, “You can make fun of me or my sexual prowess all you want but don’t you ever doubt the love I have for my girls or I will make you regret it.”

Beneath your heated gaze Hiyori is quick to shiver but, despite this there seems to be a slight twinge of excitement in her features. Hiyori’s tongue slowly slides along her lips as she looks you up and down, her brown eyes turning hungry as she begins to slither out of her modest clothing and into something far more comfortable, “Then do your worst perv…”

Without another word of warning you pounce on the shorter woman, your lips crashing into her own with a fiery passion born of lust and rage. Likewise, after a moments shock Hiyori quickly becomes entangled in the lust that cascades from the epicenter of your two bodies, her hands frantically working on removing her clothing before she at last gives up and roughly rips it from her form leaving her nearly as bare as you.

The kiss lasts for several minutes, her body pressed against your, smooth skin and gentle curves flush against your sharp angles and defined muscles. For a brief moment you break the kiss and lean back away from your petite lover, your eyes for once taking in the entirety of her body. Just as you had suspected from the beginning Hiyori is a very slender and small, her tiny body almost appearing child like except for the presence of her modest B cup breasts and a fine patch of light blond hair hovering above her pink and surprisingly wet slit.

“Are you just gonna stare all day perv,” Hiyori growls with amusement, her body stretching languidly and sensuously below you as her intense brown eyes meet yours, “or are you actually gonna do something with me?”

That teasing and taunting voice of Hiyori sends another pulse of lust infused reiatsu through the room, the bottoms of your gi thrown across the room in moments before you pounce upon the blond haired foul mouthed woman below you. Just as before your kisses are intense and fiery, the passion you pour into them rousing moans from your partner as her fingers continue to grab and pull at whatever flesh she can reach. However, unlike last time the kiss only seems to become more and more intense, a raging inferno being fed a constant supply of fuel and growing to monolithic proportions second by second that is rages.

For her part Hiyori seems to only be able to moan and gasp at the attention you pay her body, your powerful but gentle caresses sending off spark after spark inside of her form and drawing echoing moan after echoing moan into the intense embrace. With a soft pop you disengage the kiss but instead of speaking as you would any other time you quickly move down to Hiyori’s breast, your lips immediately taking her nipple into your mouth as one free hand takes hold of her other supple globe, “F-Fuck…I-I admit…y-you got some t-talent perv!”

With a grin you gently nibble at Hiyori’s nipple, her body jolting with every grind of your teeth against her pleasure nub. Over and over you bite, lick, and suck on Hiyori’s breasts while whatever free hand you have at the time takes care of her other side, caressing, squeezing, and pinching Hiyori until she moans and pants with pleasure absolute. With one last final suck of Hiyori’s nipple you release it from the confines of your mouth, your tongue slowly licking over your lips as you glance up to Hiyori with a predatory grin, “You taste delicious Hiyori-chan…”

Hiyori’s gaze on you is unfocused and hazed, a thin sheen of lust glazing over her eyes as she tries her best to focus a loose glare on your body, “Wh-What perv…what did yyyyooooOOHHH!”

Without warning you slide down Hiyori’s body and without a moment’s pause you quickly wrap your lips around Hiyori’s erect clit, the pleasure bud of her entire body sending the woman into the throes of ultimate pleasure and causing her body to spasm and jolt with pure ecstasy. This continues on for several minutes as you continue to lick and suck at Hiyori’s nether lips, her bountiful peach dripping with arousal and the remnants of her climax as her hips buck up into your mouth over and over again, prolonging every orgasm until she is almost too weak to even move her hips the slightest bit.

Disengaging from your delightful ‘meal’ of Hiyori you slide back up the slender woman’s body, your form hovering over her own red faced and utterly exhausted body as you quietly chuckle, “Oh…are you a bit tired Hiyori-chan?”

For a moment Hiyori looks as if she is about to fight back but the second she does you gently rock your hips forward, the throbbing and pulsing shaft of your erection grinding against her slick opening and causing a gasp of pleasure to echo from her mouth, “F-Fuck…p-perv…need….”

Leaning down you gently lay your face into the crook of Hiyori’s neck, your tongue licking at the sensitive spot right below her ear as you place you tip at the opening of her silken sheath, “What do you need Hiyori-chan?”

“F-Fuck me,” Hiyori softly pleads, her arms weakly wrapping around your shoulders as her legs latch about your waist, “I…need to feel you inside…f-fuck me John!”

That is all the signal you need and with a slow and patient thrust you find yourself buried deep within the slick and constricting walls of Hiyori. All at once you feel the walls tighten to unimaginable levels, Hiyori yowling with pleasure as her climax emerges simply from you entering her molten hot core. Hiyori’s fingers claws roughly at your back leaving trails of scratches as she moans, her tongue lolling out slightly as she growls, “F-F-Fuck! HUGE! FUCK!”

Gradually, with several minutes of time Hiyori’s minor climax ceases and with that you begin, your hips rocking back and forth drawing your thick rod in and out of Hiyori’s squeezing walls. Your hips slowly pick up speed the more Hiyori seems to get used to your size, your fleshy battering ram pounding into her quicker and quick with greater power behind each thrust. Several times you can feel Hiyori’s walls tighten and constrict around you, her moaning climaxes drawing several new scratches along your back as she reaches her peak over and over again.

Before long your hips have become nothing but a blur, your bed squeaking in protest of such rapid movement as Hiyori babbles and screams with a near endless line of earth shattering orgasms, “God...John! No…No more...G-Gonna…go…gonna GO CRAZY! FUCK JOHN!”

Despite her lust ridden pleas you continue your pace, never letting up, never giving the blond haired troublemaker even a seconds rest as you continue to fill her fertile womb again and again with your engorged meat. However, as all things must go you slowly begin to feel yourself swell, your orgasm beginning to rise and your seed starting to churn within your balls, “F-Fuck Hiyori-chan…Gonna…cum…”

“F-Fuck John! Cum in me! You win, you win the bet! Anything, I’ll do anything for you! Just! Fucking! CUM!” Hiyori screams with her final climax of the night, her entire body grabbing onto you with every ounce of strength she has as her walls squeeze and ripple around you, enticing your length for the white hot seed stored within. This has enough of an effect to cause you to explode in Hiyori’s waiting womb, your throbbing cock only taking a few short seconds of the exquisite **** before you burst with and animalistic grunt and growl. Over and over again you let loose wave upon wave of your seed into Hiyori, the blond haired woman only lasting a few short moments into your orgasm before she passes on into the realm of unconsciousness, her entire body quivering as you continue to fill her with your prolific seed. After what seems like an eternity of an orgasm you feel your seed start to dwindle until it comes to its very end, your still hard shaft slowly sliding from the shivering Hiyori as she softly and lovingly mutters your name in her sleep.

Yet, despite having just cum you can help the energy that continues to flow through you, the lustful inferno burning within your body as you turn from the **** Hiyori and to the blushing Shinji who has one hand down her pants and the other up her shirt, “Oh Shinji-chan~”