Chapter 10: Captivation
"Are you comfortable, Byakuya?" Yoshiaki's voice asked, bringing the noble back to awareness.
He tried to open his eyes to see where he had been taken, but encountered only an odd grayness. His heart skipped painfully and he tried to sit up, but found that he was lying on his stomach, completely bared, and something was wrapped around his wrists, waist and ankles. He registered the light pressure and softly emanating power of a reiatsu suppressing collar around his neck, then felt the king's hand touch his shoulder and froze.
"Bya dear, I asked you a question," Yoshiaki went on, "Are you comfortable? I want to be sure that I did not bind you too tightly. If I did, tell me and I will loosen your bindings."
"B-but, why can't I see?" Byakuya asked unsteadily, "And why did you do this? I came to you willingly. There is no need for you to bind me."
"Ah," said the king, running a gentle palm down his exposed back and curving his hand around the noble's soft bottom, "but there is. You and I both know why you came back to me. My brother told you how things were with us, ne? And once he did, you couldn't get here quickly enough to spread you pretty white thighs for me, so I could help you become pregnant. What a lovely and reckless man you are, Byakuya. But...I am not of a mind to be used by the two of you."
He removed his yukata, and Byakuya shivered as the king slid the silken material across his back. He laid down on top of the restrained noble, bringing his lips to the pale shell of an ear.
"But just because I will not be used by you doesn't mean that I will leave you disappointed in your efforts," he breathed hotly, nipping at a flushed earlobe, "If you want me so badly, I will certainly oblige you. However, to be sure that you do not simply gather my seed and abandon me, I will keep you blinded and bound, here in this room. We can have all of the time together you wish, Byakuya. I assure you, I will not disappoint you in your quest for illicit pleasures."
"Then...you mean to keep me imprisoned here and to use me for your pleasure," Byakuya said quietly.
"Well," said Yoshiaki, pressing his hips forward and rubbing his warm, swollen member against the noble's bared bottom, "you were planning to use me to make your child. Then, just as quickly, you would have abandoned me, wouldn't you? So I think of this as just compensation. We both get something we want from this. I will, at some point, give you my seed, and you will offer me whatever I desire in return. I will not hurt you. You will after all, be carrying my heir."
"But to do that..." Byakuya began.
Then he froze.
"You...you are going to use me to bring him here," he said, trying again to sit up, but falling onto his stomach again as the bonds around him tightened, "You know he will come for me and you are using me to trap him!"
"What a bright boy you are, Byakuya," the king said, taking his hard, leaking cock in his hand and teasing Byakuya's entrance, "You make sweet, irresistible bait, ne?"
Byakuya flinched and tried to pull away, but his bindings moved with him, holding him still as Yoshiaki made a line of kisses down his spine, then manipulated his bindings so that his ankles were pulled away from each other and his legs parted. He knelt between Byakuya's spread legs, reaching down to gently stimulate the noble's exposed genitals and lazily exploring his entrance with a relentlessly probing tongue. Byakuya gasped and tried to pull away, but was quickly stopped as his bonds tightened warningly. Yoshiaki's tongue halted its gentle assault and the king's fingers penetrated Byakuya's entrance, making him catch his breath and loose a soft moan of protest. He felt warm, soft kisses on his bottom, then all along the length of his back as Yoshiaki's fingers slid in and out of him.
"Relax," Yoshiaki whispered into his ear, "This is what you wanted, ne? You wanted this so that you would be able to carry our baby. You think you do this for him, but I know your true reasons for doing this so readily, Byakuya."
He pulled back the curtain of long, raven black strands on one side and kissed the noble's sweat dampened shoulder.
"You think that you do this for him, but the truth is, you know that I am more powerful than him. In addition to the power he and I share, I have the ability to draw power out of living creatures to use to overcome him. Because of this, I will kill him. And when I do, you want to have some part of him to cling to...to remember him by. I will certainly be generous enough to grant you that. After all, you will be the one who sets him up to fall. It is only right that I should reward my most treasured servant."
"I am your servant," Byakuya acknowledged softly, the admission making Yoshiaki freeze for a moment, staring down at the pretty contrast of the noble's black hair against his pale, white flesh, "And it is because of that, that I will do what has to be done."
"You mean, lying with me to make this child?" the king asked in a low, almost angry voice.
Byakuya gently extracted himself and tried to sit up. This time, the bonds did not impede him, but allowed him to turn and face the kneeling king. The noble's searching fingers reached blindly for the king and found their way up his still body, to his face. Byakuya leaned forward and brought his lips slowly to meet the king's in a slow, tentative kiss. Yoshiaki stared at him curiously as Byakuya held his face in both hands and kissed him more deeply.
"What are you doing?" Yoshiaki asked in a guarded voice, "I know that you love him and not me. Why are you kissing me like that?"
"It is quite simple," Byakuya said, following the curve of the king's cheek with his fingertips, "When I love someone, I love all of that person. For all that you are separate from him, you are still a part of him. I cannot love one part of Sousuke and not love another."
Yoshiaki's eyes flared dangerously and he struck the noble across the cheek, sending him crashing down onto the bed. Byakuya remained frozen where he fell, feeling the king's glare and waiting for another shock of pain. To his surprise, Yoshiaki remained still for some time after, quietly contemplating the noble's bound form and thinking deeply. When he finally moved again, it was to lean forward and to carefully heal the bruise he had caused on Byakuya's pale cheek. His fingers slid down from the noble's cheek, to his throat, where it paused.
"I think, perhaps, it would be better if you kept your thoughts to yourself, Byakuya," he said, sending a soft throb of power into the noble's throat.
Byakuya's lips parted to answer him, but he found that he could no longer speak. His body stiffened for a moment, then he released a sigh of resignation and his head lowered in acceptance. Yoshiaki studied him in silence for a moment, then threaded his fingers into the noble's silken hair and guided him to his flushed, hungry member. Byakuya's unseeing eyes looked straight ahead and his mouth wrapped obediently around the monarch's large erection. He sank down on the king's length, sucking gently, then pulled back, stroking the long shaft with his tongue as Yoshiaki gave an unbidden sigh of passion and watched with hazy eyes as the bound noble continued to pleasure him. He pushed his hips upward as Byakuya's mouth sank down on him again, thrusting carefully...softly fucking that pretty, willing mouth and trying to forget what the noble had said that had made him so angry.
"I am not like him," he said in a low, seething tone as Byakuya's head rose and fell between his thighs, "I am better than him...and I will kill him in the end. Then you will have to forget about him, Byakuya. You will forget he ever existed and you will love me with all of your heart."
He clenched the bed sheets tightly with one hand as his pleasure began to crest, and with the other, forced Byakuya's head down. He watched as the noble struggled to swallow his release, then he leaned back against the pillows and guided Byakuya to the escaped bits that had dribbled down onto his inner thighs. He couldn't help but be entranced at the sight of Byakuya's pretty pink tongue running over his flesh. He bore it for as long as he could, then grabbed Byakuya by the collar and dragged him into a hard, penetrating kiss. He probed the noble's mouth deeply, treasuring the blending of his seed with Byakuya's sweet saliva. And the more he treasured the noble's lovely mouth, the more he hated the man who had claimed Byakuya's heart. The hatred inside him swelled and his recently sated cock pulsed and hardened again.
Yoshiaki moved around behind the bound noble, using the kido ropes to raise Byakuya's slender hands above his head and to lift the noble onto his knees. He knelt behind the paler man, wrapping his arms around the slim, white body and pressing up against his back as the fingers of one hand tormented Byakuya's erect, pink nipples and the other slid down between his parted thighs and found his erect member. He caught the noble's collar lightly in his teeth, then Byakuya felt a kiss on his throat and found he could speak again.
"Do not say anything," Yoshiaki warned him, "I only returned your voice so that I could hear the sounds you make when I take you. One word and I will make you silent again. Do you understand, Byakuya?"
Byakuya gave a short nod, then flinched and gasped as Yoshiaki bit down on his neck, nibbling his way to the noble's flushed earlobe. Hot breath tickled Byakuya's throat and shoulder as the king wrapped an arm around his waist and positioned himself at the noble's entrance. He held Byakuya suspended as he entered the noble in slow, mind-numbing thrusts, then released him and let him fall onto his hands and knees. His powerful, golden eyes raked over the noble's white back, feasting on the sight as he took hold of Byakuya's hips and began thrusting.
He smiled at the lusty moan that escaped the noble's lips as he was taken. One hand continued to hold on to Byakuya's hip as the other wrapped around him and began to stroke his swollen member. He laughed inwardly as Byakuya struggled to remain silent while the king thrust in and out of him.
"Byakuya, my love," he panted, "Don't be so quiet. I know you are feeling the pleasure. Don't try to hide the fact. You can't hide anything from me. I am the king and I see right through it all. Now, let me hear you..."
Byakuya bit his lips, resisting the sounds that welled up inside him and longed to escape. He fought the temptation to make himself forget who he was with and to accept the offered pleasure blindly. Yoshiaki made a sound of disapproval and slowed for a moment, removing his hand from the noble's riled cock. When it returned, Byakuya released a helpless sound of surprise as something slid onto his erect penis, tightening around it and holding him poised, just short of climax. The king's length penetrated him deeply, striking the pleasure center inside of him repeatedly and bringing him swiftly to the ends of his wits. Sweat ran down his shaking body and his arms threatened to collapse. Yoshiaki continued to thrust into him relentlessly, his eyes glowing with anticipation as Byakuya's considerable control slowly failed him and his defenses began to crumble.
The noble loosed a shuddering moan of surrender, then gasped as the king smiled down at him and shattered the restrictive ring that held him back from orgasm. Byakuya gave a helpless scream of completion and collapsed onto the bed, shaking and panting harshly as Yoshiaki heat filled him inside, then the king laid down next to him and stroked his face and hair with gentle fingertips.
"You see, that wasn't so difficult," the king said, kissing him beneath his ear, "We are good together, Byakuya. You will make the perfect consort. We will be very happy together. You will see. Once he is gone...yes, once he is gone and you let go of your allegiance to him. We will be happy. We will be happy and Aizen Sousuke will be gone and forgotten."
His fingers touched Byakuya's throat, silencing the noble before he could respond. He turned Byakuya onto his back and laid himself on top of the noble, feeding him slow, deep kisses as weariness began to claim him. He withdrew then and rose from the bed, but stopped as Byakuya began to struggle fitfully within his bonds. He sat down next to the noble, touching him again to allow him to speak.
"What is it?" he asked quietly, "I am sorry. I cannot release you. Sousuke would only find a way to take you away from me...or you would escape."
"Y-you would leave me alone like this?" Byakuya asked in an uncharacteristically wounded tone, "Defenseless and cloaked in darkness? My lord, I don't even know where I am!"
"My apologies," the king said contritely, "If there was any other way I could be sure, then I would be more lenient with you. But I know you are as determined to return to him as he is to take you back. I am not giving you back to him, Byakuya."
"But you said that you wanted me to become pregnant. How will you do that if you keep me hidden away? Sousuke still has to be with me to complete the breeding."
The king bent and gave him a soft kiss on the cheek.
"You let me worry about that. Just relax and get some rest. I will have a servant bring you some tea and food in a bit."
Byakuya started to object, but was quickly silenced again, then collapsed into a pretty heap on the bed as Yoshiaki smiled affectionately at him and calmly induced sleep. The king leaned over him and covered him with a soft blanket, then kissed his lips gently and left the room.
Byakuya remained senseless until some time later, when an attendant entered the room and brought him awake again. He complied sleepily as the attendant propped him up with pillows, then set a cup of hot tea in his hands.
"I can feed you if you like," the young man offered.
Byakuya dropped the cup off the edge of the bed and turned his head away.
"Now, don't be difficult, Kuchiki-sama," the youth said, shaking his head and picking up the abandoned cup, "He'll have us force you if he has to, and I really don't want to do that. His majesty is doing the best he can to make you comfortable. You are only making things more difficult for yourself."
He filled the cup again and brought it carefully to Byakuya's lips.
"Go on, then," the attendant urged him, "Drink it."
"Is he giving you trouble?" asked a soft, familiar voice from the doorway.
"Sousuke!" Byakuya mouthed soundlessly.
"Shatter, Kyouka Suigetsu," his husband's voice said calmly.
He paused for a moment as the servant turned and looked at him.
"Oh, your majesty," he said, blinking, "I thought you had left the palace."
"I will be leaving soon," Aizen said, "Go now. I will tend to Byakuya."
"Y-yes, my lord!" the servant said, exiting the room quickly and closing the door behind him.
"Well now," said Aizen, approaching his bound lover and stopping beside the bed, "You seem to have gotten yourself into some mischief, haven't you, watashi no koi?"
He sat down on the edge of the bed, smirking as Byakuya's arms wrapped around him and the noble embraced him with trembling arms.
"You see now that perhaps you should have slowed down and given this more thought before running recklessly to him. You should have expected that he would be prepared, Byakuya. You are lucky that I already was able to return to the spirit dimension and didn't have to struggle to find a way."
He frowned, noting Byakuya's odd silence and his curiously hazy eyes. He caught the noble by the chin and sighed disapprovingly. His fingertips brushed against the collar at Byakuya's throat and the noble's voice returned.
"S-sousuke!" he gasped, "How...?"
"I have known for a long time how. I didn't return here because I hadn't the means to defeat my brother. I still lack that, but I wasn't about to leave you here with him like this...blinded, bound...and alone. It must have been horrible."
"Well," said Byakuya, "I wasn't here for very long, but...admittedly, I was distressed when he left me like this. I want to see you, Sousuke. I need you to make it so that I can see."
"Hmmm," said Aizen, eyeing Byakuya's naked, bound form appreciatively, "I assure you that I will. But...I think that before I do, I had best remind you of the consequences of rash action..."
Byakuya caught his breath in surprise as he was gently tackled and brought down on the bed.
"Sousuke!" he objected, "Might I remind you that we are in his palace? He could come back at any moment! Unbind me and let's get out of here!"
Aizen's brown eyes sparked mischievously.
"Oh, I don't think so," he said, taking hold of the noble's collar and pulling him in for a kiss, "You are lovely like this, Byakuya! I am overcome."
"Sousuke!"
Aizen laughed and stopped his objections with another scathing kiss.
"Don't worry, I will sense him if he approaches," he promised the restrained noble.
He tugged on the kido ropes and raised the noble's bound hands above his head.
"Damn you!" Byakuya hissed, "You talk about me being reckless!"
He took a breath and started to say more, but found his mouth sweetly invaded. Moments later, he was too breathless to object at all.