Sorry for the slow update! I really needed to spend more time going over this chap, I'm still not happy with it… Hopefully you get the gist of what the hell I'm babbling about XD Please enjoy.
Ishida's world slowed, he could never put Inoue-san in so much danger, but could he really let the Hollow do what it wanted with him. Could he really bare going through that a second time?
Said Hollow narrowed his eyes at the silent Quincy – the boy's own eyes were wide with horror as he contemplated the true magnitude of the decision he was about to make. But the Hollow wasn't well known for it's patience, and so turned back to the window.
"Whatever, while you stand there thinking about it, I'm going to go have some fun, okay?" It paused after saying this, counting in it's head. '3… 2… 1…'
"NO!" Ishida jumped forward, grabbing the hollows arm and pulling it back off of the window sill. "Anything… I'll do anything… Just don't…" Ishida's words trailed off through gritted teeth as he bowed his head. He could never let that thing anywhere near Inoue-san and he could never live with himself if he let the Hollow go to save his own miserable skin.
The Hollow hid it's grin, 'man, this Quincy is too much, he's so predictable it's sad!' It leant down, lips level with Ishida's ear. "Anything..?" It whispered, in a voice dripping with seduction and dominance.
Ishida screwed his eyes shut, the very tone it used made him gag, forcing himself to say the one word that would bind him to the Hollow, as it's plaything, all in order to save Inoue-san from a danger that she never even knew existed. He was a powerless Quincy, unable to protect anyone, but this way… This way he could at least protect her.
"A… Anything." The word was barely audible, but the Hollow was close enough to catch it.
With a single word Ishida had sold his body and soul to a Hollow, to save a girl that only had eyes for the very boy that the Hollow possessed. The Hollow grinned, 'you just have to love irony'.
"And you won't tell King, will you?" It hissed.
Ishida merely shook his head.
"Perfect." The Hollow whispered, nipping Ishida's ear lobe with it's teeth. Ishida jumped at the pain, but didn't move away. He was out of his depth, now whatever the Hollow wished was his command. Resistance was no longer an option.
"Sit on the bed and take your shirt off." It ordered and, as if in a dream, Ishida obeyed as the Hollow closed the window and pulled the curtains shut. Now the room was illuminated only by the soft moonlight filtering through the pale curtains. In any other setting Ishida would have seen this as romantic, but now all the soft lighting generated was a sickening sense of fear.
The Hollow walked over to where the young boy sat, now shirtless, staring with empty eyes at the curtains on the opposite wall. It leant down, a hand placed on the back of the Quincy's neck tilted his head back, allowing itself access to the boy's mouth.
Kissing the boy softly for just a moment, the Hollow nipped his lower lip to request deeper access. Ishida let his mouth fall open with out hesitating. After exploring the unresponsive Quincy's mouth for a few minutes the Hollow pulled back, staring at it's prize. Ishida simply continued to stare at the same point on his curtains.
The Hollow frowned. "Well," it mused "this is no fun."
Ishida's eyes flickered to met the Hollow's for just a moment. "What were you expecting?" He said quietly and tonelessly. "You wanted my complete co-operation, and this is it."
The Hollow's anger flared. There was a sharp crack as it slapped Ishida so hard he fell across the bed. "You bastard! I think you're forgetting just who can look down on who here!" It's gnashed it's teeth, eyes blazing, as Ishida struggled to pull himself up. "I was gonna take this slow, I was gonna try and let you enjoy it, cos I'm nice like that! But no, you just had to act like a stuck up little prissy!"
Ishida flinched at the Hollow's anger, but said nothing.
"Fine." The Hollow snarled. "You wanna block me out, you do that. That just means I'll be twice as rough with you, I'll leave the fun stuff for another time!" With that it pounced on the young boy, knocking him backwards onto the bed.
'It will be over soon.' The Quincy told himself, blankly staring at the ceiling. 'Just because I have to go through with this, doesn't mean I have to feel it.'
Within moments the Hollow had stripped Ishida of his clothing, flipped him onto his stomach and spread his legs. There was still no reaction from the boy. The Hollow was seething. All his planning, all his hard work, and now the Whore decides to freeze him out! Well, that won't last, not if the Hollow had anything to do with it.
It quickly inserted a finger into the boy's entrance, scowling as he prepared the Quincy for what was to come. There was barely a shudder as one finger became two and two became three. Rage blinded the Hollow. 'How dare he ignore me at a time like this?! Fine, if that's the way you want to play…' It seethed inwardly, pulling his fingers from the boy without properly stretching the muscle. It let it's trousers fall, exposing itself. "Block this, Bitch." It hissed as it plunged itself into the boy.
With a small sense of satisfaction, it heard Ishida's gasp of pain through gritted teeth. However, it was soon stifled as even as the Hollow began to thrust, Ishida fell silent once more.
The Quincy's mind was strangely blank for what was happening to him, and Ishida intended to keep it that way. All his energy was focused to blocking out what was happening from his waist down. 'Just shut up until it's finished and hope it leaves soon.' He told himself. 'It'll be over soon.' He repeated to himself, focusing on that, knowing it was his one life line to sanity.
The Hollow clenched it's teeth. This wasn't enjoyable at all. So, to try and compensate for this, it thrust harder and harder, deeper and deeper, until he could hear Ishida's pants above his own. But still no reaction, so it reacted forward and started to pump on the boy's member, smiling at a sudden idea.
Ishida swallowed a moan as the Hollow's warm hand made contact with his stiffening erection. 'NO!' he hissed to himself. 'Don't feel it, ignore it… Ignore it… Ignore…' But he was breathing faster now, and he could feel the heat pooling in the pit of his stomach. He clenched his teeth. 'If a Quincy knows anything, it's self discipline, now Ignore It!' but the heat simply intensified.
The Hollow leant down. It could feel Ishida's reaction in it's hand, and decided it was time to turn up the heat even more. Mouth level with the Quincy's ear, it began to whisper, as it fell into a rhythm.
"Hello, again… I'm still here you know…" A pause as Ishida concentrated on damming the sensations from his lower abdomen. "I'm not going to go anywhere either… Not until you admit you're loving this… Come on, give it up. You can't last forever, and I'm not going to stop."
Silence from the Quincy.
"Who you trying to fool, Quincy boy?" Ishida was dimly surprised at this, but had more important things to concentrate on. "No one gives a damn if you're polite, or reserved, or top of the class. You're so called Quincy pride means nothing to anyone. Especially to me."
Ishida's eyes widened. 'The bastard' He thought.
"You must be dying to let it go, let yourself be the kinky slut you want to be." It started licking and sucking on Ishida's ear lobe, and almost cackled in joy as it felt Ishida shiver with pleasure or disgust. It didn't really care which. "I can feel that little barrier of yours breaking. Stop holding back on me. I'm not going to think less of you if you live a little." It nipped Ishida's ear lobe, grinning at the small moan that escaped the Quincy's lips and the sudden burst of heat it felt through it's finger tips that still slid up and down the boy's erection.
Ishida's eyes misted over, he could feel himself slipping, his will wavering, but he refused to let himself go. In his mind's eye he pictured the barrier keeping him from feeling the Hollow. He franticly tried to concentrate on anything other that the cracks he could see lacing it's surface. With every thrust the cracks lengthened. Swallowing and gritting his teeth Ishida forced himself to block out the wonderful things the Hollow was doing to his ear.
Then came the nip. Ishida stared in horror as the cracks widened and the barrier threatened to crumble. A small moan slipped from his lips as a surge of heat ran down his body, both of which he immediately suppressed. The barrier was now as fragile as tissue paper, but it was still there, he could still resist. He was Quincy god-damn-it, no Hollow could defeat a Quincy's will!
The Hollow merely grinned, shifting it's weight slightly, angling it's thrust to pound against the Quincy's prostate.
A scream of pleasure and horror tore from Ishida's throat, as he saw the fragile barrier disintegrate instantly. The Hollow laughed openly as Ishida fell forwards, moaning and writhing to the Hollow's every touch. It threw back it's head with it's own moans as it felt the heat piling up with itself. It felt nothing when it got no reaction, but the act of breaking down such a strong resistance… Dear God!
"S… Stop… Stop... It… Please…" Ishida was almost delirious, hands clinging to his bed sheets, every method of self preservation stripped from him.
The Hollow's eyes lit up. "That's it my little whore, beg me… Beg…" It hissed, it's heart rate climbing. It was close, so very close, but it'll be damned if it came before it's Whore.
Tears poured down Ishida's face… It hurt… It hurt so much… But… But it also felt so… good. His moans mingled with the Hollow's, his vision blurred by the tears and the heat. Sweat trickled into his mouth and he cried out as he came onto the sheets.
With the contraction of Ishida's muscles around it's own erection, the Hollow came soon after with a strangled scream.
It fell onto the bed by Ishida's side, as they both panted out the after-sex high. It glanced to one side, looking at the young Quincy. Tears were mingled with sweat on his face as he rose and fell on the bed in rhythm with his laboured breathing. The Hollow leant over, to where the boy lay with his eyes screwed shut. It leant close to the boy's face, so close it could feel his breath. Lowering it's head, it licked the side of the Quincy's face, tasting the sweat and savouring the tears. Quincy tears were a rare delicacy, and it didn't intend to waste them.
Ishida eyes shot open, staring in exhausted, powerless fear at the Hollow. It merely grinned as it whispered "That look is so good on you. I expect to see more of it." Ishida simply whimpered.
Pulling itself to it's feet, the Hollow made himself decent and walked to the window. "Well, I better head back before King comes round. Oh, remember - one word to anybody, and you're precious Hime gets the same treatment." Ishida nodded, his eyes vacant. "See you again… sometime." It said ambiguously, as it slipped out into the cold night air.
Ishida fell back onto the bed and stared at the ceiling, only dimly aware of the fear and pain that coursed through his body. There was something even more troubling. What the Hollow had said. No one gives a damn about his Quincy Pride… Was he really just trying to fool himself? Hiding behind the honour of a Quincy? And if that was the case, did that mean the Hollow was telling the truth when it said he liked it…?
Soon the doubts faded and Ishida feel into a deep, dreamless sleep…
This is more than what could be said for Ichigo, after the Hollow relinquished control back to his King.
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