[BLEACH] "Snips and Snails and Puppy Dog Tails"
Title: Snips and Snails and Puppy Dog Tails
Pairing: Gin x Hitsugaya, mentions of Aizen x Hinamori
Rating: PG13 (Chanslash, Missing Scene, Non-Con)
Archived @ Master List
Summary: That's what little boys are made of. In response to the challenge from yami_jay
Snips and Snails and Puppy Dog Tails
Aizen Sousuke likes his little girls to be sweet and innocent the way Hinamori is. He indulges in showering her with praises that redden her cheeks, encouraging her willingness to please him, and waits patiently for the day that wide-eyed gaze reflects nothing but him as the light drains from her eyes and blood pours from her back.
Ichimaru Gin likes his little boys to be defiant and doubtful, someone who's had more experience in the world- the game becomes more interesting that way. The only thing more appealing than the thrill of a chase is the look of crushing defeat on one's face when he realizes that he's been beaten, especially when that someone is as esteemed and self-righteous as Hitsugaya Toushirou.
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The Captain of the 3rd Division is no stranger to the office of Division 10. He drops in whenever boredom strikes (and it strikes often), mostly to challenge the Vice-Captain to drinking contests (which he has never lost), and when he does, he always takes care to ensure that her Captain is within sight. The way Hitsugaya raises his eyebrows and the way he blushed that time Rangiku flashed him in her drunken stupor is better entertainment than little Hinamori could ever be.
Then, one day, he chanced upon an empty Division 10, deserted except for a lone figure sitting behind the mountain of paperwork his subordinates no doubt ran for at the sight of.
"Matsumoto's not here right now," Hitsugaya informed him in that unbearably flat tone he used whenever he was addressing someone he considered on the same level of importance as the no-name Hollows he could defeat in his sleep. "Do you need anything?" If not, get out.
Instead of obeying the unspoken command, Gin glided up and around so that he was on the other side of the desk, noting, with satisfaction, a visible flinch.
"My, my, that's a lot of writing for such a small hand," he said, leaning in so close his breath caused movement in the grey hairs behind Hitsugaya's ears and taking the aforementioned hand in his own, as if proving a point through a comparison with his. .
"As well as you should know," Hitsugaya replied stiffly, removing his hand from the other's grip. "It's what all captains have to do, taishou."
Insufferable little brat.
Gin continued to smile and then, without warning, his mouth clamped down on Hitsugaya's earlobe and sucked.
The boy-captain reared back and whirled around, speechless, an outraged expression on his face. If Gin had any doubt over whether or not Hitsugaya Toushirou was truly the one for him, it was gone with that one look.
"Tell Rangiku that I stopped by, will you?" Gin asked cheerfully, drinking in that look one last time before strolling out into the bright sunlight. Aizen can have his adorable little Momo-chan to hold, to love, to break whenever he fancied. He would keep his angry little Toushirou-kun and if he was careful, his plaything would never break.
O . W . A . R . I
Pairing: Gin x Hitsugaya, mentions of Aizen x Hinamori
Rating: PG13 (Chanslash, Missing Scene, Non-Con)
Archived @ Master List
Summary: That's what little boys are made of. In response to the challenge from yami_jay
Snips and Snails and Puppy Dog Tails
Aizen Sousuke likes his little girls to be sweet and innocent the way Hinamori is. He indulges in showering her with praises that redden her cheeks, encouraging her willingness to please him, and waits patiently for the day that wide-eyed gaze reflects nothing but him as the light drains from her eyes and blood pours from her back.
Ichimaru Gin likes his little boys to be defiant and doubtful, someone who's had more experience in the world- the game becomes more interesting that way. The only thing more appealing than the thrill of a chase is the look of crushing defeat on one's face when he realizes that he's been beaten, especially when that someone is as esteemed and self-righteous as Hitsugaya Toushirou.
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The Captain of the 3rd Division is no stranger to the office of Division 10. He drops in whenever boredom strikes (and it strikes often), mostly to challenge the Vice-Captain to drinking contests (which he has never lost), and when he does, he always takes care to ensure that her Captain is within sight. The way Hitsugaya raises his eyebrows and the way he blushed that time Rangiku flashed him in her drunken stupor is better entertainment than little Hinamori could ever be.
Then, one day, he chanced upon an empty Division 10, deserted except for a lone figure sitting behind the mountain of paperwork his subordinates no doubt ran for at the sight of.
"Matsumoto's not here right now," Hitsugaya informed him in that unbearably flat tone he used whenever he was addressing someone he considered on the same level of importance as the no-name Hollows he could defeat in his sleep. "Do you need anything?" If not, get out.
Instead of obeying the unspoken command, Gin glided up and around so that he was on the other side of the desk, noting, with satisfaction, a visible flinch.
"My, my, that's a lot of writing for such a small hand," he said, leaning in so close his breath caused movement in the grey hairs behind Hitsugaya's ears and taking the aforementioned hand in his own, as if proving a point through a comparison with his. .
"As well as you should know," Hitsugaya replied stiffly, removing his hand from the other's grip. "It's what all captains have to do, taishou."
Insufferable little brat.
Gin continued to smile and then, without warning, his mouth clamped down on Hitsugaya's earlobe and sucked.
The boy-captain reared back and whirled around, speechless, an outraged expression on his face. If Gin had any doubt over whether or not Hitsugaya Toushirou was truly the one for him, it was gone with that one look.
"Tell Rangiku that I stopped by, will you?" Gin asked cheerfully, drinking in that look one last time before strolling out into the bright sunlight. Aizen can have his adorable little Momo-chan to hold, to love, to break whenever he fancied. He would keep his angry little Toushirou-kun and if he was careful, his plaything would never break.
O . W . A . R . I