Chapter 11: The Seduction
Renji wasn't sure what he should have expected, but he had his breath taken away as Byakuya's eyes took on a hazy, dreamy expression and the white glow he had seen before rose around the noble again. It was almost as though he had fallen under the influence of Aizen's Kyouka Suigetsu. He knew he shouldn't be so attracted to his superior officer, and that what Byakuya was doing was only to protect them, but that snowy skin! Those wide, pretty eyes and that calm, relaxed expression!
A dizzy, breathless feeling swept over the redhead, making his head drop back against the pillows and his body felt weak all over. Flashes of chills and heat passed over him, leaving him feeling oddly giddy. He wondered then if it was possible that he could be blushing all over at once.
"Aww, fuck," he groaned, "C-captain!"
"Ah," said Byakuya, his lips quirking, "I believe we have reached a state of proper delirium, ne?"
"Uh…ah…oh shit, Captain…" the redhead sighed, "You're killing me!"
"My apologies," Byakuya said sympathetically, "Unfortunately, this is all I could think of to protect us from whatever plans Aizen has for us. We simply must…"
He trailed off as Renji's hand reached up and caught him by the front of his yukata. He pulled the noble down on top of him and sank into his mouth for a steamy kiss. Byakuya tried to pull away, but felt his body quiver as Renji's blazing tongue found his and attacked it voraciously.
"Abarai, stop this!" he hissed softly, "You'll ruin everything if you give us away!"
"I'm not giving anything away," Renji said, between sweltering kisses, "I'll stop before they come back. But, damn, Captain! You are fucking hot!"
Byakuya was momentarily stunned by two warring urges…one to stop his subordinate's poorly timed assault on his body and one to just surrender, then and there. By the time he freed his mouth from Renji's, he was blushing furiously and shaking softly with adrenaline. He took a steadying breath, then lost it as Renji turned suddenly and rolled him onto his back. The redhead settled on top of him, his hips grinding heavily into the pinned noble's and his mouth viciously plundering Byakuya's. The noble flushed a deeper red and struggled, but a moment later, he felt his yukata open.
"Abarai!" he snapped, "Stop this, now!"
Renji held him securely in place and buried his flustered captain's mouth and throat in hard, penetrating kisses. Byakuya found himself unable to make his body move to resist as Renji's mouth worked its way downward and the redhead's warm, searching hands explored his flesh relentlessly. There was a long pause as Renji knelt over him, looking down at his swollen erection so hungrily that Byakuya could barely manage a breath…and he couldn't form an objection as that sinful mouth began to pleasure him.
If Byakuya had been rendered speechless before, he was now both speechless and helpless, and completely enchanted by the view he had of Renji's flushed face. Renji's mouth teased him wickedly with a hot, skillful tongue and heavy suction that left him panting and biting back surprisingly wanton sounds of pleasure.
"Renji! For the love of kami, please stop that and let me up!" he gasped.
Dark, deeply aroused brown eyes found his, and the redhead's mouth tightened around him, tormenting him.
"Renji!"
He blushed even harder as the redhead's name left his lips in a heated moan. Renji held his eyes and smiled in triumph as something gave way inside the spellbound noble and he climaxed violently. Renji's eyes closed, and he smiled in a way that made the noble's heart quiver in his chest.
Byakuya laid on his back, unsure whether he was more shocked by what Renji had done to him or that he hadn't stopped the redhead. Renji continued to move, positionong himself to take the noble.
He felt awfully guilty, having allowed Renji to get so out of hand, and feeling the sweet hum of satedness in his own body, even as Renji's body still throbbed with need. He gave a conflicted sigh, then shook his head, swallowing the guilt, knowing that he was only doing what he must to protect the two of them from like plundering by Aizen and Gin.
The white light rose around him again and Renji froze, then fell back, flushing an even deeper red and groaning as though deeply delirious. He no longer tried to move, but laid as though overcome, his chest heaving and his lips releasing soft, senseless murmurs.
"Again, my apologies," Byakuya whispered in his ear, "I will, of course, relieve your discomfort later…when it is time to make our escape."
In actuality, he had to, because Renji would remain in that state until his intense need was satisfied. Byakuya shivered at the thought of what it would take to help him regain his senses. It was, of course, scandalous, but after having their last sexual encounter paraded through the Seireitei (as he knew Kurotsuchi would have seen done…or Nemu and the band of wicked female shinigamis who always seemed so interested in invading his manor and taking pictures...), it wasn't, he thought, quite as scandalous a thing. And as he thought more and more about it, he had to admit that although flustered by it, he honestly did enjoy having Renji pleasure him. And even though he knew he couldn't, at the moment, his heart quickened at the thought of returning the pleasure Renji had given him. He wondered, though, if Renji would return that feeling. He had seemed upset when the noble first revealed how Aizen had somehow made them lose their senses and have sex with each other. But it might, he thought, have been more the knowledge that everyone in the Seireitei was going to find out and that they were likely to be in all kinds of trouble.
He groaned and rolled his eyes as he thought about the Kuchiki elders and his pretty fiancé, and the fits they were probably having. It almost made him glad to be a prisoner, although he knew things could get painfully worse if they did not escape. So it was necessary, he thought, to put the consequences out of his mind and to simply focus on getting the two of them free. He gazed down at Renji's flushed and feverish face and sighed.
"I think you are the lucky one, Abarai," he mused, shaking his head, "At least you get to sleep through this part."
Renji mumbled something and Byakuya leaned closer to hear. The redhead's eyes opened for a moment, cleared briefly, then fogged again and closed. Byakuya's lips quirked, thinking about how pleasant it must be for Renji to lie in that helpless state of euphoria, his mind locked blissfully away and unaware of where he was, what was happening, or anything outside of his desire for Byakuya to sate his intense, gripping lust. It made him feel dizzy thinking how badly the redhead wanted him now…how his face was the one Renji saw, his body the one the redhead wanted. He couldn't help himself but wish it was true, and not just brought on by the odd awakening of noble pair bonding between them.
That thought set him wondering again, why Renji's body had made his react that way. It had crossed his mind, of course, to wonder if Aizen's drug or manipulation had caused him to relax with Renji to the point of impregnating him…but the redhead, though suffering from symptoms commonly associated with pregnancy, hadn't gone to bed with him but that once. And his symptoms had begun before that.
Still…
He leaned over Renji again and placed his hands on the semi-conscious redhead's soft, warm abdomen. The power he had used before, flared softly around the two of them as he sent a questing pulse into the area. Shock and heartbreak flooded his body, as he felt the soft return pulse of a developing baby's reiatsu.
Renji is pregnant…
He bit his lip softly.
And it is too soon for the baby to be mine.
He wondered why that thought hurt him inside…somewhere deep inside, dangerously near his heart.
Renji never mentioned being with anyone. And he was so heartbroken when Rukia turned out to be interested in Orihime…
He must, Byakuya thought, have gone out afterward and drowned his sorrows with someone else…a male. But with all of the time that he and Renji had been spending in each other's company since then, he wondered how he could have missed sensing something like that. And he wondered, too, if the person Renji had indulged in had had some amount of noble blood to make the redhead pregnant. But none of that mattered to him now, not nearly as much as finding a way to get his pregnant subordinate out of Las Noches and back to safety.
Because it didn't matter at all to Byakuya that the baby wasn't his. The baby was tiny and helpless, and inside the body of his vice captain…and…friend.
"No," he whispered, "I think I must be honest and admit that it is more than that."
"More than what?" asked Aizen's annoyingly tranquil voice from the doorway, "Oh, were you talking to yourself? Pardon my rudeness at butting in. Please, continue."
Byakuya met Aizen's eyes coldly and didn't give Gin a second glance.
"How is Renji doing?" Aizen went on, "He doesn't look so well. Are you certain you are doing your very best to assist him?"
"I cannot assist him much at all with no powers, as if you were actually unaware, Sousuke Aizen," he answered in a low, confrontational tone.
"Ah," said Gin, "He does have a point, Sousuke. Perhaps if we really want Renji to heal enough for our purposes, we should allow him some healing powers."
Aizen stepped forward and Byakuya rose and stood quietly as the traitor's fingers touched his face and throat lightly, then he sent a soft pulse of kido into the collar at Byakuya's throat.
"You still have no means of attack," Aizen said, gazing deeply into the noble's angry eyes, "but you should be able to offer your vice captain some relief from his illness."
Byakuya steeled himself and decided to try the only thing that popped into his mind.
"I cannot heal Renji," he said softly, "He appears to have contracted a new virus that is afflicting some parts of the Seireitei. It is virulent and will require a stay in the healing center if he is to be saved. So…I will lower myself and simply ask you to allow us to leave, so that I might prevent Renji being overcome by this."
Aizen's eyes studied him closely, and he felt heat on his face as the traitor's fingers slid down his cheek and took hold of his chin.
"Sorry, Kuchiki," he said, smiling fleetingly, "Had you not blown up my living quarters, I might be willing to be lenient with you, but as you did, I cannot simply allow the two of you to walk out of here."
"Then will you please allow Renji to be returned home safely?" he asked, flushing at the swell of illness his subservience brought on.
Aizen smiled and leaned forward, making the noble blush harder as he breathed his answer onto Byakuya's throat and earlobe.
"Please?" he repeated, sounding amused, "You are asking very nicely, Byakuya."
He let his lips brush the frozen noble's throat.
"I am…touched. Perhaps I can accommodate you, seeing as how you have decided to be so cooperative."
"Wh-what do you mean?" the noble asked, his mouth going suddenly dry.
"Come now, you know what I mean," Aizen whispered, kissing his earlobe, then capturing a pale cheek with one hand and bringing his lips to the noble's.
Byakuya forced himself to remain still and silent.
This is for Renji and his baby…
"I will tell you what," Aizen went on, "I will make a deal with you. Gin and I saw what you and Renji did to each other before. It was…very sexy, Kuchiki. Gin and I played it back more than a few times and fucked each other nearly into the floor because of how much we enjoyed watching it. We pretty much agreed that if we managed to actually capture you, that we would try out those sweet, savory bodies of yours ourselves. Renji is in no shape for such a thing, but surely you are talented enough to give us hours of enjoyment, ne?"
Byakuya swallowed hard and closed his eyes.
"Very well," he said, choking on the words, "I will serve you and Gin sexually, if that is your wish, but I want you to send Renji home first."
Aizen's smile widened.
"Oh, but if we did that, then how do we know you would not become resistant and belligerent?"
He kissed Byakuya again and slid a hand down to touch him beneath his yukata. The noble stood quietly and did not resist.
"You have my word. I will not resist or refuse what you ask of me, sexually. Just, please send Renji back to the Seireitei before we begin. I…would spare myself being seen doing such things in front of my subordinate."
"Well," said Aizen, "not that he would notice, but I am willing to be generous this once, I imagine."
He moved away from Byakuya and touched a button on the console by the door.
"Please send Ulquiorra in."
A moment later, the summoned Espada stepped into the room.
"You wished for me to come to you, Lord Aizen?" the Espada said, his eyes straying to meet Byakuya's briefly.
"Yes," said Aizen, removing a device from his pocket and releasing Renji from the collar, "I want you to take Renji Abarai and deliver him safely to the healing center in the Seireitei."
The leader of the hollows drew his zanpakutou and whispered to it, making the form of Ulquiorra change until it looked as though a copy of Byakuya, himself, stood in the Espada's place.
Byakuya watched as the Espada lifted Renji and disappeared into a garganta. He watched the tear close, his heart pounding hard and fast as he was left alone with Aizen and Gin.
"Now then," Aizen said, moving close to Byakuya again, "I think Gin and I were promised your sexual subservience?"
Byakuya's lips parted and he tried to think of something to say or do. His eye came to rest on the familiar looking bottle that Aizen had confiscated from him.
"Sousuke," he said, shuddering at addressing the man so informally.
"Sousuke?" Aizen repeated, locking lips with the cornered noble, "How bold! Shouldn't a servant refer to me more respectfully? I want to hear you call me Lord Aizen."
Not in this lifetime, you bastard!
Byakuya broke away from Aizen's lips and lowered his eyes, letting out a distressed breath.
"Are you all right, Byakuya?" said Aizen as Gin laughed softly, "You are not ill?"
The sight of you makes me ill…
"I…I do not know. Perhaps a bit of sake…to steady me."
"Ah," said the leader of the hollows, stepping away.
Byakuya swayed unsteadily as Aizen let go of him and took a step back only to find himself in Gin's arms, and being kissed rather forcefully by the silver-haired shinigami. He tore himself away and stared as Aizen tilted the sake bottle and drank deeply. He righted the bottle and handed it then to Gin, who finished the last of it, then studied the bottle for a moment and smiled wickedly.
"Sorry, Byakuya," he said in a seductive voice, "The sake seems to be gone. Too bad for you…"
"Yes," agreed Aizen, "I'm afraid that you are just going to have to feel every bit of our affection."
Byakuya continued to stare in surprise as a haze seemed to settle over the two, and their eyes locked on each other. A moment later, they were in each other's arms and falling onto the bed, leaving the rather confused noble wondering what the hell had come over them.
But then, it isn't as though I could escape…
He looked around the room, surprised again as the two furiously involved men ignored him and focused only on plundering each other's bodies. Gradually, as they continued to maul each other, Byakuya came to the slow realization that they seemed to be in some kind of odd trance.
Could this be an odd side effect of Kisuke's sake? Or did they…but if they had doctored it, then they wouldn't have drunk it themselves.
He shoved the thought aside and moved closer to the two, then knelt beside the bed, ignoring their heavy, panting moans as he rifled through their clothing and found the device that controlled his collar. A moment later, he was free…still without powers, but free.
And he remembered the way he had been taken through the hallways before.
He slipped out of the room and made his way to the first exit he could find, then turned toward the shinigami base and ran like hell.
All the way, he wondered.
What was wrong with that sake?
Whatever he was…he was thankful to Kisuke.
Until realization fell over him and nearly dropped him in his tracks on the cold sand.
I did father Renji's child!