"Are you a fool?" He asks me, just I'm about to bend down to his fine, supple neck – due to this Heat, inside me – and pull back, slightly from his face then move to where he was keeping his face to one side as he suddenly turns it to look, straight at me.

"Why are you, asking me that? You haven't even asked what is wrong with me, hmm?" I said, not replying to his question and he suddenly grabs hold of me, flipping me onto my back then notices my chest tattooed in lilac ferns – that pulsate and uncurl, where the Hogyoku lay nestled in my chest.

He doesn't say anything, instead just gets up and heads into the bathroom then comes back out, carrying the black binding cloth in his hand. He flings it at me, making me look at him as I catch it and throw it to the far corner of the room then getting up, go up to him.

"That's not going to work on me, Byakuya. Why don't we though, divest you of these…. clothes." I say, placing hand on the collar of both haori's, pushing it down his left shoulder and see that he is only watching me.

Not stopping me at all.

The both of us, now lay on the futon with his Captain's Shihakusho placed to one side, touching each-other gently then he suddenly makes me roll onto my stomach. He gets over me, picking up his scarf and brings it over my eyes, blocking out my sight which makes me take hold of his hand as he ties it around my head.

"It's alright. I'm not going to harm you, Aizen." He whispers against my ear, his breath hot against my neck then places his lips on my neck, making me gasp softly at the touch.

My head tilt backwards, exposing it more to him and soon a hand slips around me to hold my chest, going up to one my nipples, where he soon he begins to rub it between his fingertips as I moan breathlessly at the heightened sensation of it and his lips trailing up and down my neck.

"Byakuya…...uhhh…...please…...enter me…place yourself inside me." I gasp out, feeling him still and pushing me down on the futon then he lifts my hips up with his hands.

He parts my legs, slightly further apart and he moves away from me, only to come back placing something close by then feel his chest over my back as he gets back over me. Fingers, coated in substance slide between my ass-cheeks, pressing soon inwards and begin to slide in and out as small gasps come from me at the feeling of being stretched, touched by just his fingers.

My cheeks are heating up, with a blush on them that I can feel on them and between my thighs, I'm throbbing so much that pre-cum is running down from the tip of my shaft then he presses down on something inside me, that makes me arch my back as white bolts shoot through my body when he does it. He continues to slide the fingers in and out, scissoring with them that my whole-body trembles at over-stimulation of it then pulls them out, making me loosen my hold on the futon cover that I gripped with my hands.

He turns me back over and soon I feel his body meld into mine then hips shove forwards, making me cry out in the stillness of the Woodcutter's Hut. I rise slightly, curling into his chest and he takes hold of me, placing his arms around me as he pulls me into his lap, so that I straddle it for support.

Soon my whole body is writhing over him, cries of pleasure coming from me with each thrust into it and the spreading Heat - that had felt when we started to kiss - that is overwhelming me as I spread my legs further apart, head tilting backwards. I cannot see.

Only feel each movement of his hips into mine, the way his muscles ripple with each movement and can hear his breathless gasps, fill my ears that my lips turn into a smile that he was feeling pleasure from this.

Finally I was managing to break the ice over his heart that he had grown over it and begin to move my own hips in sync with his, feeling him suddenly grab hold of me then slam me down on the futon. He pulls out of me, only to shove back inside me and making me wrap my arms around him for support as he jolts my body up and down on it, with each thrust that makes me cry out in heated pleasure.

"Uhhh...Yes...Fill me, more...More...Yes. fill me."

"Haa...Aizen!?...Aizen!?"

He is close, speeding up his thrusts inside me - going faster, harder that I have to move one hand to hold his shoulder for support and the other back of his head, tilting my head backwards on the pillow as sweat that had formed, runs down both our naked bodies like water droplets.

Soon it happens, pressure that been building coming to climax and my back arches off the futon, clenching myself around him as I cry out his name, breaking the silence around us both, feeling my vision go so white that I have to grip him tightly to me as it soon overwhelms the both of us.

"BYAKUYYAAAAA!?"