No Escape
So, after a while (more like long time with an infinite 'oooo'), I finally finished the second chapter of this story. Now, I know I have pissed off some people who desperately need more of the story, and I really apologize for the delay, but alas, here it is! Kon and Isshin coupling/mating/sex/toys/pervertness mostly.
Anyone sensitive to this stuff had been warned, and should not be bothered to continue reading. Why? So that no one bothers the author and fans with flaming or abuse report just because they think their opinion matters in a rated M Bleach fiction story (do not confuse comments and opinion on grammar/character actions/author's ideas/story development with comments such as "This story is sick" or "It sucks" without further explanation).
Enjoy ~
Chapter 2
"Iiiiiiichigo!"
Ichigo froze in his tracks, recognizing that voice immediately. He turned around on impulse only to be greeted by a pair of large feet landing on his face. Ichigo yelped in both surprise and pain. That damned father of his had hit him all too hard for his liking. But the red haired boy only returned the favor by kicking the older man back.
"Oof…nice kick."
Isshin groaned, not really listening to his son's complaining about getting so many surprise attacks, and looked over at his son with a serious look.
"So…you're leaving."
"Yeah, I'm off to my 'trip'"
Isshin knew what Ichigo meant, and knew that his son had no clue about that. Furthermore, Isshin was sad that his son was leaving. It only meant one thing.
"Here…"
Isshin brought his hand into his pocket and quickly removed the item, holding it in front of his son.
"Huh? What is that?"
Ichigo questioned, looking at the little purple bag his father was offering him.
"It's a lucky charm."
"Huh? Why do I need such trash?"
Isshin sighed mentally, not blaming the boy for not knowing.
"Don't be rude! Your mother gave this to me a long time ago."
That caught Ichigo's attention, whom remained in silent out of respect and to apologize for his ignorance.
"Oh, thanks…"
Ichigo said, holding his mother's pendent.
"I'm not giving it to you. I expect you to bring it back to me!"
Isshin explained, whining like a baby, watching his son smile at him in appreciation. Isshin, even having his own selfish reasons, would always wish for his children's well being.
Before, was mentioned that the man was sad. Well, he was very upset that his son was leaving. It meant no more Kon to chase around, to hold afterwards…He gave his son a reason to come back, just because he was thinking of himself and the soul mod. After the last goodbye, the tall man watched his son leave, sighing to himself, and moving inside the house.
Now it would be him, the little girls and Kon. Oh wait, Isshin recalled that both ladies asked him permition to stay at a friend's house. Sweet…After a couple days they would be alone, together, under the same roof. Isshin made a note in his mind to ask a certain blonde from Urahara Shop to return his son's body after the boy left to rescue the damsel in distress.
The man decided to pay a visit to the soul mod that was by himself in his son's room at the moment, and walked upstairs. He opened the door slowly as if to not make any sound, and the soon he could have a clear vision of Ichigo's room, he could spot the lion plush sitting on the bed whilst staring up at the window. Poor thing.
Kon must be wondering what he will do now, now that he is alone without anyone else other than Isshin himself. Not that the older man minded that particular fact at all. To be the only one…what a wonderful honor.
He walked over the living plushie, remaining silent and almost undetectable, never taking his eyes off Kon's small form. Isshin wondered what he would do now. He could no longer have his 'usual' love making with the soul mod anymore. Not anytime soon, anyway.
Then this meant he would have to just bask in Kon's presence without 'expressing' his feelings? The man sat on the bed, such movement finally making Kon aware if his presence.
"Heh? Isshin."
Kon acknowledged, by now used to the man coming to him so suddenly. Isshin noted that his voice held a tone that told him the plushie was somewhat glad he was not alone. It really did pleased Isshin, to be the one Kon wanted. If that was not the case yet, it would be soon. But the man also felt another emotion invade the boy's soul mood.
"Nervous?"
Isshin asked, smirking at Kon, pretty much guessing what was on his mind.
"N-no…"
Such a bad lie it was. But sadly nothing could be done. Even Isshin was not as twisted-minded as to fuck a plushie. It was not sexy, nor arousing at all. Not to mention a doll of his size can break easily, and Isshin does not wish to harm the boy in any way. He held out his hand towards Kon, who nearly jumped away, but refrained from doing so.
"Don't be scared, Kon."
Isshin reassured, never pulling his hand away, and when Kon relaxed a bit, the tall man took a firm yet gentle grip on the small plush's body, lifting Kon to move him from the bed to the man's lap. The boy blinked, or so Isshin could feel his soul trying to blink the inanimate black button eyes up at the man in confusion.
"It seems Ichigo won't be back anytime soon…"
Kon looked at the man.
"So?"
He asked.
"So I can't make you feel good like I usually do."
Kon blinked. He wouldn't be harassed tonight? No hot kisses, no warm touches or going to cloud nº9? What is happening, Kon wondered. He should be glad, but his heart felt a horrible loss of something he had desperately tried to ignore and deny everytime the man would come and 'rape' him into blissful oblivion. The boy suddenly realized that he would get no hot sex now that Ichigo's body was gone.
"No!"
Isshin looked down at the plushie, understanding his sad state.
"It can't be…"
Kon sighed loudly. He had always sought comfort from the pleasure the tall man offered him, even if he would always try and run away, deep down his heart welcomed Isshin who knew how to make his life worth living and fighting for after dealing with Ichigo and Rukia's constant abuse on his person. Isshin could feel depression take over the soul of his lover, so he used his hand to squeeze the boy's back in an attempt to comfort him. That only brought Kon's attention to him.
"Isshin…"
The man looked back, hating to stare at buttons instead of the soul's real eyes. No time to be picky, the soul mod needed him right now. As of tonight, Isshin could do nothing more than hold the small lion close to his chest and whisper soft words to the boy.
The last ten days had been hell to Kon before Ichigo's body was returned. Kon has his share of suffering with one of the little girl that had named him 'Postaf'. What horrible taste! As it was not enough wearing strange girly clothes, Kon had to be tied to ugly plushies with red string.
He had to get away from this place and fast. When Ichigo or Rukia were around, it was half okay, but now he couldn't be kept away from the brat, and couldn't even move as to not raise any suspicions. His day just got worse from this moment. Meeting an old man that could see spirits, being fooled into joining his strange hollow hunting gameplay with those hellish kids from Urahara Shop, and on top of that, being used like a freaking ball?
The soul mod had a hard time returning 'home', his cotton made body somehow aching from the constant abuse on his soul. All the sudden, the soul mod felt a hand grasp his small body with long pale fingers, but did not resist. His soul was at his limit, but his heart still ached with fear for what came next.
Without saying anything, whoever was holding Kon jumped over Ichigo's room and entered the unlocked window. The first thing the boy noticed was Ichigo's body lying on his bed. So the body was 'returned' after all.
The next thing he noticed was just a light nudge on the back of his head and everything else was blurry then black.
That was all Kon could remember the moment he opened his eyes to find himself lying down and staring up at a form he grew accustomed to over this last month. He also noticed his old plushie form lying on the floor in the corner of his eyes.
"Isshin?"
When was the last time the boy had seen Isshin? Kon swore he had never been more happy to see the taller man than today. He received a nod from Isshin whom brought his hand over to the boy's face and caressed his chin. Kon sighed, leaning into the comforting touch of this man that somehow always knew how to heal the boy's soul injustices.
He no longer felt depressed or upset due to today's events. There was a pressing over Kon's lips and he closed his eyes, allowing the man to do what he wished for at the moment.
Tongues touched and intertwined with each other in an erotic way, making both males to emit soft moans from such simple touches. Of course, Isshin's hands could not resist doing their job of exploring the familiar body while large fingers attacked helpless nubs of flesh, twisting, pinching, pressing and rubbing.
"Hmm… ahh…"
Kon moaned into the man's mouth every time those hands did the right set of assault that would harden the pink nipples. It was not too long until the boy's hips started to respond by pressing up against that threatening bulge within Isshin's pants, forcing the man to answer his actions with grinding movements between the boy's legs.
Kon brought his hands up to sink into the man's black hair, their mouths still connected by their soggy tongues, indicating Isshin that he was more than eager to do this.
But little did Kon know what was going through Isshin's mind, who smirked mentally and eagerly to put his plan into action. The boy felt that sudden change of mood, a tingling evil wave emanating from the large man that alerted Kon whom broke the loving kiss first.
"Isshin?"
He asked in that curious sweet voice that drove Isshin to madness.
"Eh…"
Kon gasped when the man growled in deep need and pressed his pulsing locked monster against the boy's buttocks while trying to resist that awful urge to pound into his sweet lover. Kon blinked up at Isshin with a flushed face, both curious and nervous. The man moved away from the boy before his mind would be lost for the next 40 minutes of love making, earning an even more confused look from Kon.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, Kon. I just want to play a different game today."
He explained and went down to the bed, taking yet again that box. Kon guessed the man had moved that box under Ichigo's bed before this, and was expecting to see that lubrification bottle again, but something different came into his view.
"Hey, what's that, Isshin?"
"It's a toy, Kon."
The man merely stated, moving back to the bed, dropping the lube bottle on Kon's hand, while the other hand held one large red dildo with a wire connection to some kind of remote control. Kon blinked, confused, looking at the already familiar bottle, and to the 'toy' Isshin mentioned.
The boy blushed heavily when it struck to him what Isshin appeared to have in mind for his little 'game', and looked up at the older man, waiting for him to explain.
"Kon, I want you to prepare yourself."
He stated, his hungry dark eyes flashing with pure impatient lust, earning a shiver from his lover. So far, Isshin was the one preparing the boy before having him impaled by his massive size, but today Isshin wanted to watch Kon touch himself in front of him, while he watched until he could hold on no longer.
One would call this game a test of will power, others would call it a pure pervert game. Both were true, and would fulfill the selfish man's desires while giving the boy something good.
"O-okay…"
Kon answered unsure, and with a red face turned the cap off of the bottle and squeezed some of the slick liquid substance onto his fingers, just like Isshin used to do, and sat up while bringing his knees upwards, exposing himself entirely to the man (by this time all clothes were gone).
"Uhh…"
Kon breathed, feeling that alien feeling and harsh butterflies flutter inside his stomach when he pushed one wet finger into himself, not believing he was really giving a show to Isshin whom licked his lips in approval.
"Ah, hum.."
Soft moans escaped Kon's pink lips whenever he pushed his finger inside his small hole, and when he felt ready, another finger would join, then finally the third.
"Isshin…"
He breathed in such embarrassment and need, fingering himself in front of the reason of his desires, and to Isshin's further surprise added in a fourth finger.
"Ahh."
Kon blushed, while feeling that awkward but inviting feeling of touching himself, but it was not over yet. The boy would follow the preparation procedures just like Isshin usually does, but he needed to take a different position to do the final act.
"Hum."
Isshin nearly moaned when he watched the slim fingers of Kon slip out of the little hole, and never took his eyes away when the boy had turned his back to the man and place himself on all four. Such an invitation! Isshin gripped the bed sheets beside him because he was determinate to not fuck his lover after the game! Such a hard task it was…
Kon finally picked the lube bottle, and following Isshin's usual rituals, had squeezed all of the bottle's contents into himself, shivering at the familiar cold substance melt into his warmth.
"Ahh..Isshin, I'm ready."
Kon announced, his whole body shaking in want and need, his mind and soul seeking for the outcome it knew was to come.
"Good boy. Sit up and face me, Kon."
Isshin instructed, and within seconds Kon did as he was told, a few drops of the lube sipping between his legs. Isshin purred at the sight and gave the dildo to Kon, who took a hold of that artificial staff, while looking at Isshin with flushed cheeks.
"Go on, put it inside you."
The boy blushed and nodded, lifting his hips up while placing the red dildo right under his entrance. Taking his time, unsure, Kon first made contact between his hole and the tip of the new toy, and finally added pressure.
"Uhh.."
He panted, feeling that familiar intrusion stretching the tight ring, while parting legs from one another to allow that red dildo to infiltrate as deep as the boy could take it.
"Ahh, ah."
Kon moaned when it reached the limits of his insides, the tip nudging close to his stomach, while the artificial staff came from cold rubber to warm with the passing seconds.
The boy noticed finally that the man had been busy pumping on his staff while watching the show offered to him, very close to change from horny man to extreme mad-horny-man. Kon, not being all that shy, decided to continue, and using his hand to keep a grip on the bottom of the dildo, proceeded to ride it, knowing how much Isshin loved to watch his lover move his hips over the big staff.
"Uhh, ahh, Isshin, ahh!"
The boy moaned, eyes half close only to watch Isshin's reaction as he pleasured himself, imagining the dildo to be Isshin's cock inside him. The feeling was different indeed. Kon had never done this to himself, so he knew little of the location of his sweet spot, or the right moves that only Isshin knew to make him feel so damn good and warm without hitting that spot. There was also that absent feeling of holding, clinging, kissing, touching. He couldn't be just as rough as Isshin could either. He needed the man.
"Ahh, I-Isshin, ahh!"
Kon moaned out of both pleasure and frustration. He never ceased the assault on the dildo, desperately trying to find a piece of Isshin in the toy, but nothing came.
"Isshin, I-ahh-I want you!"
Kon announced between pants and moans, and in his blurry needy vision he could swear he saw a glint of great satisfaction in the man's face, but Isshin wasn't moving, so what was keeping him?
"Let me help you, Kon."
"Ahh, Y-yes, Isshin!"
Kon moaned relieved, ceasing his movement on the dildo, but something caused him to yelp out loudly.
"Uh, ahhh!"
The boy couldn't blink, couldn't think, nothing. All he could do was moan and gasp while his body quivers and arched at the sudden new attack.
Isshin had used the control attached to the toy, commanding the dildo to vibrate inside the boy's ass, watching his reaction to the new feeling.
"Oh, ahh, I-Isshin, ahh!"
Kon moaned, bucking his hips against that amazing new sensation, drooling out of ecstasy and need. All Isshin could do was be mesmerized by the hot view, which only made his aching need become too unbearable to deal with. He moved over to the moaning boy and taking advantage of the size of his hands and strength, lifted the boy up to remove the wet red dildo out of Kon's ass.
"Uhh, Isshin no!"
Kon whimpered, lost in both want and need, not caring where he would get release, as long he could have it. Isshin, not being a fool, pinned the helpless boy onto the mattress of the bed and quickly guided his large staff into the boy's eager hole, groaning at the hot pulsing mess inside Kon that wrapped tightly around his cock.
"Ah, fuck, Kon!"
Isshin took a firm grip on the mattress on each side of Kon's head and proceeded to pound the moaning boy to his heart's content.
"Ohh, Isshin, ahh, ah there!"
Kon moaned loudly, lost in that feeling that his mind was seeking the whole time he was riding that dildo, the familiar and warm feeling of Isshin's warm cock, the places he knew where to touch, the force of the pounding that would almost send Kon flying, if not for the bed under them. The boy desperately cling on the large man's arms, being the only thing he could move considering that anywhere below his waist was being assaulted with immense force, rendering him helpless of anything.
"Ahh, Isshin! Ahh, oh god, ahh!
His increasing moaning, his arching back every time the large staff forced itself to the limits of the boy, everything was so perfect to Isshin after being deprived of sex for ten days. Even lost in his own pleasure, he decided to play a little with the boy's body, since he barely touched Kon today.
"Uhh, oh Isshin…"
Kon mewled, welcoming those warm hands that traveled between nipples to his sides, increasing the immense pleasure he was already feeling, driving the boy crazy for the older man, which aroused Isshin to no end.
But everything has a limit, and so theirs was nearing by. Paces were increased, rhythm was lost, more powerful trusts were given, uncontrollable arches and loud moans marked the end of the two lover's union.
"Ahh, I-Isshiiin!"
Kon was the first to let go, crying as the seeds were spilt between both males. Isshin still pounded into the boy anxiously, basking himself in the clenching warm walls that surrounded his large staff, until he released a large amount of semen into the boy, growling in deep pleasure, keeping a firm grip on Kon's waists, as if afraid the boy's warmth would vanish that very moment.
"Issh…"
Kon trailed off, panting and shivering at the hot intrusion inside of him, trying to remain conscious, but everything was so warm. The large body that fell on top of his frail one, the warm of skin to skin, that feeling of safety that Isshin seemed to give off whenever he was nearby, the scent, everything about the man relaxed Kon's mind so much that he slipped into a deep slumber.
Kon awoke the next day, feeling a warm sensation from one side of his body. He smiled briefly, blushing as memories of last night flowed into his mind. Isshin had his arm wrapped around Kon's lower waist, holding him, protecting him and trapping him. Well, Kon did not mind that. Not right now. Both men stayed like that until Isshin woke up to greet the boy with a loving kiss planted on the cheek.
"Good morning, Kon."
"'morning, Isshin."
The older man held Kon's chin and made his head turn around to be able to steal a kiss from the soul mod who complied eagerly. Usually the boy would push the man away and struggle against his feelings, but for some reason yesterday and today he did not, Isshin wondered.
The truth was that Kon had realized that Ichigo's absence meant no need to rush into the plushie's body to hide their little secret, or to avoid being seen together in such an intimate way.
From today on, Kon did not need to pretend, run or hide, so he choose to enjoy this rare occasion with the older man, wrapping his arms around Isshin's neck, pulling him closer in their loving morning kiss. Kon smiled, wondering how would Ichigo's reaction would be if he learned that his father had a lover, and of all people, the soul mod himself. That would be priceless.
Somewhere in the other world, Ichigo had sneezed. Well, nothing to worry about here.
TBC….