A.N.: This is a request by WhoFeedYasuo. I originally intended on the previous to be the one that finishes the story but the epilogue became really long and I figured to just make it its own chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach.
Warning: Lemon! FemAizen! But what the hell were you expecting at this point?!

Epilogue

Seventeen Months later…
Kurosaki Mansion

At the edge of Karakura Town, there was a mansion that used to be the home of the Bounts, primarily its leader, Jin Kariya. But with the extinction of the Bounts, the mansion became empty and left in disrepair…until a new couple moved in.

In the master bedroom, two lovers lay cuddling on the giant four-poster bed, the scarlet curtains keeping out the sunlight. The tweeting of the birds coming from the opened window roused the young man from sleep. "Mmmh…" he groaned lightly as he opened his eyes to see a head of long, dark brown hair resting on his bare chest. He wrapped an arm around his lover and breathed in the scent of her perfume.

Aizen followed Ichigo out of dreamland, opening her eyes and sitting up. The sheets fell down her front, exposing her naked bosom. Even in the shadows cuased by the darkness of the curtains, her naked body almost radiating in the shadows. The beautiful woman stretched out and yawned, smiling wickedly at Ichigo. "Good morning, darling."

Despite the fact that they'd been lovers since the final battle in the Winter War, Ichigo was still getting used to the fact that the woman who'd caused him so much grief and had caused so much suffering was now his lover. But he was content to keep her satisfied, having come to know the woman beneath the despotic Soul Reaper.

The end of the Winter War was a whirlwind of craziness. Many of the captains refused to accept Aizen's surrender, wanting the woman to pay for her crimes and to answer for all the lives she ruined. Head-Captain Yamamoto especially was enraged, demanding that Ichigo step aside and let him finish off the woman, chastising the boy for letting himself be seduced by the woman.

It was Kisuke and Yoruichi, however, who convinced everyone to stand down. They both pointed out how they were all powerless against the woman and that Ichigo was the only one who could match her now. Everyone decided that if this was what ended the war, then they were going to have to live with it.

After explaining everything to his friends and family, which was embarrassing in and of itself when he had to explain to his friends that he and the woman who'd tried to kill them all were going to be a couple, Ichigo tried to figure out where they'd have to live. Yamamoto and the other captains had made it clear that Aizen would never again be allowed to set foot in the Soul Society and he didn't want the villainess to be near his friends and family. He didn't know if Aizen had any designs for his sisters but he wasn't about to willingly give her an opportunity. Aizen suggested returning to Hueco Mundo to live there but Yoruichi said no. Despite the agreement with Ichigo, neither she, Kisuke nor Isshin trusted her word and wanted to keep her at arm's distance. They were worried that Aizen might do something to Ichigo once he was beyond their reach.

Luckily, Kisuke remembered the Bount mansion and quickly renovated the place with the help of his trusty helpers, repairing the damage done in the battle with the deceased tribe. Ichigo was a bit put off at the idea of staying at such a large luxurious mansion. He protested the idea, stating that it was too big for just two people to live in.

What Ichigo didn't realize at the time was that he and his new lover weren't going to be the only ones staying at the mansion.

The door to their room opened up and Ichigo heard footsteps nearing the bed. The curtain was pulled back and they saw a young woman, dressed in a French maid outfit, holding a large tray of food. "Mistress Aizen, Master Ichigo. I've brought you breakfast," Loly Avarine greeted, a strained smile on her face as she served her master and her lover their meal.

In order to ensure the upkeep of such a large place, Aizen had brought with her some of her subordinates to act as servants. Loly and Menoly chafed at the idea of serving a Soul Reaper but soon fell in line thanks to a stern glare from their mistress. Among the Arrancars brought to the mansion was Halibel, the last Espada. The woman had not forgiven Aizen for her treachery but faced with nowhere to go, what with the destruction of Las Noches, she decided to stay with her, if only to give herself and the Tres Bestia a place to stay, the woman usually steering clear of her mistress. Nel as well had become a resident, not wanting to leave Ichigo's side. All of the Arrancars had been provided special Gigai that allowed them to live in the World of the Living without requiring to feed on Human souls by Kisuke.

To say that it was awkward living under the same roof as all these women would be an understatement. Aizen would often tease him about the whole affair, asking him how good it feels to have his own private harem, much to his embarrassment.

After they finished Ichigo got dressed and quickly got himself ready for school. Despite his accomplishments in making Aizen submit, he still had his responsibilities as a Human; he'd leave it to Kon but history had told him that this wasn't a sound strategy. Aizen threw a robe over her and kissed her lover's cheek. "Have a good day," she said. "And remember, tonight is date night."

Ichigo kissed her back and headed out the door. He passed by Menoly, dressed in an outfit matching Loly's. The blonde nodded at Ichigo as he passed by. The Arrancar had found a new respect for Ichigo after the boy had forced Loly to cease her abuse.

As he entered the main entrance hall he heard noises coming from the garden in the back. "Dammit, Mila Rose! I told you that you were using too much weed killer! Now the flowerbed's ruined!"

"I wouldn't have had to use that much weed killer if you'd done your damn job and pulled the weeds like I asked!"

Ichigo facepalmed and shook his head. "I should stop them before they wreck the place." The Tres Bestia, like their master, had followed Halibel into living in Ichigo's new home, helping out with the grounds keeping to keep them busy. Ichigo liked them but he found Apacci's and Mila Rose's constant bickering to be hard to handle.

Sung-Sun emerged from the kitchen, an apron around her slim form. "Oh dear, they're arguing again?" Ichigo nodded. "You go on ahead, Master Ichigo. I'll go and deal with them before they burn the whole place down." She left as Ichigo headed out the door, the boy heading to a car that Kisuke had given him since the trek to school would be longer now.

His friends had been as shocked as the captains when Ichigo explained the situation to them. When he told them how he'd made the woman submit to him, Keigo basically started to worship the ground Ichigo walked on, much to his embarrassment. Tatsuki thought it was comical after shaking off the shock and told Ichigo that she understood his decision.

Then there was Orihime.

Not long after the end of the war Orihime had confessed what'd happened on the night that she'd been forced to leave and join the Arrancars. Ichigo was shocked to learn of what'd happened, though it did explain the mess on his pillow. Though she was with Ichigo, Aizen was more than willing to let Orihime join in on their fun when she wanted, Orihime becoming Ichigo's mistress.

Orihime wasn't the only person that was invited into their bedroom. Aizen was only partially joking when she said Ichigo now had a harem. Nel and Halibel had also shared a night with Ichigo, wanting a piece of him. At first Ichigo was embarrassed by the fact that so many women were wanting to sleep with him but he figured he'd earned this form of reward. School was uneventful for Ichigo and he returned home, wondering what his lover had in mind.

Though they were a couple, Aizen knew that Ichigo didn't love her, not at first anyway. Though they were bound by the Hogyoku embedded in their wrists, she knew that Ichigo's feelings for her were thanks to her nightly visits and dreams that she'd orchestrated. Still, in an effort to develop real emotions for each other, Aizen would often arraigned special date nights for her and Ichigo, usually ending in the bedroom…or the dining room table…or the bathtub…or the garden…or the swimming pool…etc.

You get the picture.

Ichigo entered the mansion and saw Halibel waiting for him, dressed in regular clothes. "Hello, Ichigo. How was school?" she asked.

"Okay. How've you been, Halibel?" Ichigo liked the Espada, who was unlike her contemporaries.

"Dealing with a ruined flowerbed. But enough about me," Halibel held out fancy dress clothes for Ichigo to take. "Aizen would like you to join her in the ballroom for your date."

Taking the outfit, Ichigo thanked Halibel and quickly went into a small room to get dressed. Once he was dressed, he walked out and headed for the ballroom, hearing music come from the room.

The large ballroom was brightly lit as Ichigo entered, his eyes quickly finding his brunette lover. Wearing a gorgeous white dress, Aizen smiled at her boyfriend and beckoned for him to join her at the center of the ballroom. "Hello, Ichigo," Aizen greeted, taking hold of his hands. "It's been a while since we danced."

Ichigo smiled and gave her a deep kiss. He could never figure out what attracted him to the woman so much, despite all she'd done to him. And yet, no matter how much Ichigo tried to rationalize it, he still wanted her.

As the music played, Ichigo and Aizen danced. The waltzed to the tune of a smooth melody. Aizen laid her head on Ichigo's shoulder and sighed, a smile spreading across her pink, luscious lips when Ichigo embraced her. "Ichigo…" she sighed. "How romantic…" she whispered, as if fulfilling a lifelong dream.

The two continued to dance for a while, neither letting the other go. Ichigo couldn't help but feel warm and fuzzy inside as he held her. In moments like these, he could forget about his responsibilities as a Soul Reaper or as a Human. He could put aside his friends and family. Right now there was only him and her. Leaning forward, he kissed her tenderly on her lips, sliding a hand up her back. Aizen quivered at his touch, her mouth emitting a moan as she ran a hand through Ichigo's orange hair. As they parted, Aizen started to speak. "Ichigo, take me to the bedroom," she whispered, already in the mood. Aizen had been alive for centuries and yet, nobody could light a fire in her like Ichigo could. 'But of course,' she mused, 'that's why I fell for him.'

Ichigo lifted the woman up bridal-style, cradling her in his arms as he carried her away from the ballroom. They made their way to their bedroom and Ichigo shut the door, locking it behind them.

As soon as Ichigo set her down, the lovers went to work on each other's clothes, tearing them to shreds. Halibel would be annoyed at their carelessness but it made Ichigo's blood surge through him to tear the garment off of Aizen's elegant body.

In moments Aizen was in her birthday suit. The equally naked Ichigo embraced the woman, pulling her close against him as he crashed his lips into hers. Aizen leaned back and fell onto the bed, taking Ichigo with her. Her nails raked across Ichigo's back, making Ichigo hiss as she added more scratches to his collection of marks. One thing Ichigo had learned about the woman was that she really did like it rough.

Ichigo slid down the brunette's front and started to attack her pink nipples. Aizen arched her back as Ichigo's lips wrapped around her tender areola and bit down, sending jolts of ecstasy coursing through her veins, Ichigo's tender ministrations making her loins heat up with desire. "Lower…" she whispered, clutching the sheets as Ichigo repeated the treatment to her neglected breast. "Ah!" Her eyes rolled into the back of her head when Ichigo slid two fingers into her, fingering her wet honeypot.

Sliding lower, Ichigo licked Aizen's hardened clit as he pumped his fingers in and out. Aizen writhed and moan in response, clutching the sheets as her hole tightened around Ichigo's fingers, panting Ichigo's name. Part of Ichigo always felt a thrill to hear someone as powerful as Aizen pant and moan his name, emboldening him to make her his woman.

His cock throbbing with want, Ichigo decided not to wait anymore. Aizen groaned disappointedly as Ichigo's fingers retreated from her aching cunt, her body feeling on edge. Ichigo merely smiled and pushed Aizen's legs back until her feet were dangling in the air. Gripping her soft thighs, Ichigo lined up his cock with her wet entrance and gave a quick thrust, spearing her with his manhood and bottoming out her pussy in one go.

Aizen threw her head back and cried out as Ichigo fucked her hard and fast. By now Ichigo knew all of Aizen's weakness and knew what mad her howl in ecstasy. "Oh fuck!" Aizen groaned as Ichigo hit her sweet spot, making the world spin as she panted for breath. Ichigo's hips smacked hers hard, her pussy making a dirty sound as Ichigo slammed his cock in and out of her. She knew that she could take control of things. Aizen knew Ichigo and that if she wanted to, he'd let her take the reins. He'd done it before, letting her suddenly roll over and let her ride him like it was the last day of her life. She didn't want to tonight though.

Tonight she wanted Ichigo to screw her brains out, just as she dreamed of him doing.

Settling Aizen's dangling legs on his shoulders, Ichigo leaned over the woman and smiled, the feel of her walls wrapping around his manhood the best feeling a man could feel. He panted as her walls tried to suck him back into her with each slide out of her. His hips soon became possessed with a mind of their own and he pounded her pussy with raw abandon.

The bed shook from Ichigo's powerful thrusts. Though Kisuke had personally constructed the bed from sturdy materials, Ichigo's inhuman strength put even his resources to the test.

Tired of missionary, Ichigo pulled out of Aizen. The woman looked up at her lover disappointed. Ichigo grinned and grabbed Aizen's hips, flipping her onto her hands and knees. Aizen's cheeks blushed as Ichigo entered her from behind, fucking her doggy-style. Ichigo knew that this was one of Aizen's biggest weaknesses; she found the idea of being fucked from behind like a wild animal to be thoroughly embarrassing, almost to the point of humiliation.

Which was why it was Ichigo's favorite position.

Aizen's round ass jiggled as Ichigo's hips smacked it, the sound ringing in Ichigo's ears as he gripped her waist. "Aizen…" he panted.

"Oh! Yes! There!" Aizen moaned, feeling Ichigo hit her sweet spot again and again. She clutched the headboard to the bed and held on for dear life as Ichigo reshaped her insides. Her toes curled when Ichigo reached around her and rubbed her sensitive clit. "Mmmmh!" she moaned while biting down on her lip.

Letting go of her waist, Ichigo leaned forward and cupped her swaying breasts. "Aizen…" he panted as he leaned back, sitting down and pulling the woman into his lap. Aizen planted her feet onto the bed and started to bounce up and down on Ichigo's cock. Her sweaty back started to grind against Ichigo's chest as she felt his cock touch the entrance to her womb, her vision blurring while the ecstasy threatened to overwhelm her. She reached up and hooked an arm around Ichigo's neck, turning her head to kiss his lips. "Mmmh…" Breaking the kiss, she felt her body lose all restraint. "Ichigo, you're gonna make me cum!" she cried out, her chest heaving as she struggled to find her breath. When Ichigo reached around to rub her sensitive clit again she couldn't hold back the tidal wave of pleasure that was sweeping her away. "Ohhhh!" she moaned lewdly, her face contorting with unadulterated lust as Ichigo brought her to orgasm.

Ichigo turned her head and swallowed her deep moan as he too came. The familiar rush of heat flowed through his cock before he emptied his balls inside the woman. Aizen's eyes rolled into the back of her head as she felt Ichigo erupt inside of her. She became a boneless mess in Ichigo's arms as he flooded her womanhood with cum, his cock shooting Ichigo's load straight into her awaiting womb.

Baskin gin the afterglow, Ichigo leaned back against the wall, cushioned by pillows. Aizen leaned back against her lover's chest and smiled, patting her filled womb. "What should we name it?" she asked.

"Name what?"

"Our children, of course." Seeing the pale look on Ichigo's face, Aizen chuckled. "No, Ichigo, I'm not pregnant. Not yet, anyway," she teased. 'Or who knows?' she thought. 'Perhaps tonight's the lucky night.' She got off of Ichigo, feeling his manhood leave her cunt and laid down next to him. The lovers cuddled as they cooled down. She felt her half of the Hogyoku in her wrist pulse. So many questions came to mind every time she thought about the object. What did it mean to be connected to Ichigo? Was he immortal like she was? Or did it make her mortal? Could she even conceive children?

'Oh well. That's for the future, I suppose. I may have lost my war. But this…this is a good loss.'

She turned Ichigo's head to face her and smiled. "Ichigo, I'm not quite satisfied."

"Are you ever?"

Aizen smiled. "Never."

The two kissed, both knowing that they were in for another long, sensual night. Ichigo had to admit, this was far better than any dream….

The End