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[lustful_echo]

What: A little date
Who: Lust and Aizen
When: Saturday night
Where: Some cute little restaurant or other
Rating: PG-R, who can say?
Open/Closed To: Aizen and Lust

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[xuejungou]

Right on time, or five minutes early?

Aizen didn't want to appear too eager, nor did he want to appear not eager enough. It was a calculated and careful dance he was engaging in as he loitered outside her hotel room door, debating on knocking. He was admittedly early, but deep down he felt as though he had already kept her waiting far too long. Freshly-shaven, going for a more casual look, he hoped that when he did see her he was able to garner her approval.

As he brought his fist up to knock on her door, Aizen wondered when the last time he had ever felt this...expectant was. It was an oddly juvenile feeling from someone who had always prided himself on being mature and level-headed. He wasn't going to question her desire to see him again, aware that this type of thing only came along once in a lifetime according to the more poetic sorts. Instead, he would simply luxuriate in her company and hope like Hell this didn't make him soft.

[lustful_echo]

Though the sound was soft, Lust started slightly at Aizen's knocking. Not bothering to check the peephole, she opened the door with a click, suddenly face-to-face with her date. All her uncertainty and inherent agitation culmulated to a palpitating point, and vanished at the sight of Aizen's eyes. Once again she felt the familiar thrill of recognized power like fur along her skin. With a smile, she gestured him in. "Come in, please. I just need to get my purse." More slowly this time, she looked over his clothes, lingering over his hair and hands, before ending her gaze at his face. "You look well." She filled her simple words with admiration and approval. The temptation to touch him was palatable on her tongue, but she resisted the urge magnificently. A part of her wished for the feel of his hot hands on the small of her back, though the gesture would have been utterly inappropriate. For the moment, coaxing Aizen to help her find work took a distinct back seat to enjoying his presence

[xuejungou]

Stepping inside, giving her an appreciative once-over, Aizen nodded as a smirk settled on his face. He didn't want to come off as too egotistical, but her compliment had him feeling quite a bit pleased with himself. "You're looking spectacular, Ms. Smith. I have a feeling I'll be glaring at a lot of jealous people tonight, or at least those who choose to ogle you openly." His tone was soft but firm, and it was obvious that he was not joking. She was resplendent, and even if he had been wearing a suit of pure gold he could never hope to compare to her glow.

He flexed his fingers as his appetite was whet with the sight of her flawless bare back, the desire to know if it felt as silken as it appeared causing him a moments pause. He covered the silence by pretending he was checking over the room casually. "I trust the lodgings are to your liking?" He noticed the lights flickered and laughed. "I think the weather is helping with the ambiance, don't you?"

[lustful_echo]

Lust floated to the dresser on elegant feet, her disposition warmed by the eyes she felt devouring her back. It was a goodness to be watched and admired, and AIzen did it beautifully and, by all lights, sincerely. Half turning to speak over her shoulder as she slipped the slim chain strap over her wrist, Lust's tone was a purr of teasing flirtation: "I trust your prowess can keep any interlopers at bay." Her fingers flipped off the lamp, leaving the city lights to silhouette her body from behind. "If you can't, I should be most disappointed