::Strong sexual content warning; Intended for mature readers!::

Mayuri Kurotsuchi tisked his tongue as he approached his lieutenant. Akon lifted his head at the sound, his brow furrowing as he leaned back in his computer chair. It seemed his Captain had finally decided to address his shortcomings. While it had been hours since Amaya Aizen had gotten the drop on him, Akon still felt embarrassed. Amaya's power was truly devastating to a man's ego.

" Beating yourself up for becoming victim to Amaya Aizen will not change the fact it happened, Akon. You are not the first to fall at her hand and will not be the last." Mayuri stated, surprising Akon with his nonchalance.

Akon allowed his shoulders to relax into his chair, the tension he hadn't realized he'd been holding finally able to release. So much was happening around him, and at times he wondered how he managed to keep such a level head while surrounded by the chaos.

"Doesn't ease the sting of my pride." Akon admitted reluctantly.

"Yes, well, there is much to say when it comes to pride. It can either guide you or lead you to failure. Why, is it not Amaya's own pride that caused her to behave in such a way?" Mayuri offered.

Akon allowed a half-laugh at his captain's insight. That was one thing about Mayuri that would never change, he had a way of looking at the whole picture by taking himself out of the equation. It wouldn't have been very long ago that his captain would have reacted in a completely different manner, but it seemed learning how to love Ayumi had grounded Mayuri in a way nothing else ever could have.

Akon had noticed over the past year that his captain seemed to have evolved in his own right, swallowing his own pride and learning how to accept emotions he once did nothing more than scoff at. The once over-sensitive egotistic captain of squad 12 had found his anchor in something as simple as love and respect.

"Besides, the events allowed for us to see that Grimmjow is capable of letting go of the grudge that would hinder him being of use to us. It seems Amaya may have been acting purely on her emotions, having some sort of psychological fit. You just happened to be caught in the crossfire. Honestly, it's something I had expected much sooner." Mayuri added.

Akon tilted his head, his expression turning pensive before he replied.

"What made you expect something like that, Captain?"

Mayuri scoffed, rolling his intelligent eyes.

"Honestly, Akon. Do you even pay attention to those around you? Amaya may be one of the most powerful resources we have at our disposal, but do not make the mistake of forgetting her humanity. Just like Linake; Amaya has a tenderness inside of her no amount of power will ever be able to extinguish. I myself believe that is what called out to Aizen from the very beginning." Mayuri berated.

Akon allowed the side of his mouth to lift, his mood actually improving a little.

"Speaking of tenderness…I couldn't help but notice the way Kameko clung to you earlier. Does this mean she has made progress?" Mayuri asked.

Akon's expression turned sheepish as he adjusted his body in his chair. Mayuri chuckled lowly, turning sharply as he heard the door to the facilities open once more. Karina stepped out from the room, her body giving away her fatigue. It seemed the soul society was teeming with such tender female emotions as of late.

"The expression on your face is enough of an answer, Akon. I am pleased to hear it. You are dismissed for the day." Mayuri stated abruptly.

"Uh…Y-yes, Sir." Akon managed to fumble his reply before standing from his chair. It had been too long since he'd been able to see Kameko, and he'd be lying if he said he wasn't looking forward to hugging her hello.

"Any discomfort?" Mayuri asked, turning his head to watch Akon leave the lab with a smirk on his lips.

"No, I think it's been placed correctly." Karina answered, feeling a bit foolish for the blush on her cheeks. Mayuri was a happily married man and a scientist for crying out loud. The fact he'd seen her naked and placed a contraceptive implant at her request shouldn't be making her so bashful.

" Very well. Be sure to tell me if you feel any in the future. With Grimmjow being away, your body should have enough time to acclimate." Mayuri explained.

Karina nodded, giving him a small smile before attempting to stifle a yawn.

Mayuri lifted his head, glancing at the time. It seemed hours had passed since his lunch with his wife, and still he was nowhere closer to a plan of action for the upcoming battle. With a heavy sigh Mayuri decided trying to plan for the unknown wasn't really of much use to him.

"Come along, I will show you to your sleeping quarters. It's not too far from the cafeteria if you wish to get something to eat as well." Mayuri stated.

Karina's brow lifted in surprise, even as her legs moved on their own to follow the man. It seemed her first impression of these beings hadn't been accurate at all. Karina had spent a good portion of her daily life isolated when not in class, escaping into her small flat stuffing her nose in books, just dreaming of a more exciting life. Karina allowed a chuckle to escape from her as she followed Mayuri down the maze of hallways-I guess I got my excitement… and his name is Grimmjow.

"Does that feel better?" Sosuke whispered.

Amaya nodded her head, making the fluffy white towel Aizen was using to dry her hair slip down the glistening gold strands. The only thing Sosuke could think of doing to calm her was to take her into the bath and allow her to vent, something she hadn't allowed herself to do since recovering from the virus.

Sosuke's lips thinned into a frown, hearing his wife's inner thoughts these past months had been like looking through stained glass. He had wanted nothing more then to break it and watch it shatter. This facade Amaya had been putting on for those around them was finally gone.

"I'm sorry…" Amaya whispered aloud, letting him hear her soft voice.

"You know apologizing to me is not necessary." Sosuke countered; continuing to wring out her hair.

"It is, though. I see it now, how you must have felt all those years ago. I've only seen what you've allowed me to, I know you are careful about what you think when around me and I don't blame you for wanting your privacy." Amaya whispered.

"I only block what would make you think less of me." Sosuke admitted humbly, knowing that certain actions of his past wouldn't be understood no matter how hard she probed his mind; some of his actions he himself didn't fully understand after so many years of isolation within the Muken.

"Nothing would make me think less of the man you are now, Sosuke. I've told you I don't care about what happened before." Amaya countered.

" I just think I understand it now. Your power allows for you to make someone see whatever you will them too, such control, such power can fill you with a sense of intoxication at times. I can read a person's every waking thought, I can intercept almost anyone and hold them against their will if need be and I've been doing it ever since I accepted the position with squad 2." Amaya spoke softly.

" And squad 2 is not where your heart is…" Sosuke finished her thought.

Amaya shook her head as she admitted it.

"No…"

"Why do you feel ashamed to admit it? Your abilities are your own to use when and how you see fit, Amaya." Sosuke stated.

"I felt like it was expected of me. Linake joined squad 11 and left squad 4, I didn't want to be a disappointment to anyone and when Soifon offered me a place, a place for both of us, I accepted." Amaya explained.

"I understand that you have made every decision with me in mind, for once, I would like for you to make it simply thinking of yourself." Sosuke countered.

Amaya shook her head, making Sosuke lower the towel from her head as she turned to face him, her dark eyes meeting his.

"I don't want to think about just myself. I'm sick of thinking about myself! I have stood there and watched everyone around us become comfortable in their skin. Linake…her and Kenpachi have everything-"

"Stop." Sosuke demanded, lifting his fingers to her lips, cutting off her rambling.

" I don't want to hear comparisons, Amaya. Kenpachi and Linake are different than we are. I know what it is you want, and I don't know if my immortality will allow me to give it to you." Sosuke admitted.

Sosuke felt her lips part against his fingers as she probed his inner thoughts-could that really be the reason? Was his immortality preventing them from having their own family?

Sosuke sighed, dropping his hand from her lips and stepping away from her. Amaya stared at his bare back, her eyes taking in his frame, the white towel wrapped around his lean hips-How long had it been since she'd stopped to look at him?

"You've been accepting mission after mission ever since you recovered from the virus. It's been almost five months…" Sosuke spoke to her silently, not wanting to speak the truth out loud.

"Sosuke…" Amaya whispered his name, stepping closer to him.

"I've been waiting for you to come back to me, my sweet Amaya." Sosuke whispered lowly, turning his head over his shoulder to look down at her.

"I'm sorry." Amaya whispered, swallowing against the lump in her throat.

"I-I lost myself…" Amaya continued to try and explain.

"Haven't you learned that I don't need you to explain yourself to me? I was there with you, inside your thoughts, listening the whole way. If you look back, I was trying to support you the best way I knew how." Sosuke countered.

" Sosuke…Do…Do you still want me?" Amaya whispered.

Aizen's brow lifted tight as he spun his body to face her fully. Amaya gasped as his large hands grabbed her by the biceps, jerking her against his hard chest.

"How could you even ask me that question?" Sosuke countered.

"I-I don't know… I don't know what to think anymore…" Amaya answered.

"Maybe what you need is not to think at all." Sosuke retorted before taking her lips with his own, demanding her to accept his kiss.

Amaya whimpered against his mouth, parting her lips for him. Sosuke cupped the side of her jaw, tilting her head back as his tongue delved deep,sweeping across her own. Amaya met his motions, lifting her small hands to grip him by the shoulders; a sense of desperation overtaking her.

Sosuke's chest expanded, filling the room with a sound Amaya had never heard from him before; a growl. The sound filled her ears and reverberated down her spine, making her tremble. Sosuke had never come to her like this, he'd always been patient and gentle, almost as if he had been holding back for her benefit.

"I'll never stop wanting you…" Sosuke's words probed inside her mind, being able to speak to one another even while locked in such a heated kiss made the moment even more intimate. They couldn't hide from each other, even when they tried to put up blocks, they never lasted for long, eventually, the emotions would grow and the block would shatter, forcing raw emotions forward. Amaya's mind went blank, her only thought was how good it felt to be in his arms, the pressure of his hand on her jaw, the sweep of his teasing tongue.

"More!" Amaya demanded him through the mental link they shared as her hands shot up to the back of his head.

Sosuke grunted into her mouth as her palms clutched handfuls of his damp hair, his thoughts laid bare to her. Amaya didn't have to ask to know the pleasure it gave him. It were as if his body hummed with his need, only holding on by a small thread. Amaya found herself amazed by him, to have such need bottled up inside him for so long, how had he not lashed out at her? How could a man as strong as he was not grow to resent her?

Amaya felt the fluffy fabric of the towel he'd been using to dry her hair fall across their feet as he freed his left hand. Sosuke forced another whimper from her mouth as he captured the curve of her right ass cheek in his palm. Amaya shuddered from the contact, even through the towel she had wrapped around her, his touch was so hot she wouldn't have been surprised if he'd branded her skin.

Amaya followed his direction, pressing her body against him, seeking out not only his heat, but more than that; the comfort his touch gave her. Nobody had ever been able to ground her the way he did. Over the years, with each challenge she had faced, learning how to cope with such abilities had taken their toll on her human mind. Amaya knew if it hadn't of been for this man; her immortal, she wouldn't have made nearly as much progress.

"Follow me…" Sosuke demanded her internally.

With each step he took, Amaya's body obeyed his command, walking together in perfect unison without even breaking their heated kiss, a true dance of lovers captivated. Amaya felt her body sway as Sosuke turned his frame, using his strength to position her where he wanted her. Amaya didn't even register the reason for their movement until her feet left the ground, only to be laid down against the soft mattress of their futon.

Sosuke followed her, covering her body with his,surrounding her in his heat, his scent, intoxicating her with the promise of pleasure. Amaya's breath hitched harshly against his mouth as the shock of cold air hitting her skin overtook her. Sosuke smiled against her lips as he pulled the damp towel farther open, baring her beautiful curves.

Amaya lifted her legs, running her slim calves down the back of his strong thighs as soft moans escaped from her. Sosuke's rough hand palmed her right breast, teasing the pert mound with his touch, rolling his palm across her flesh until her nipple tightened against him. The feel of her body responding only heightening his own arousal.

Sosuke pulled his tongue back from the liquid heat of her mouth, pressing a soft kiss across the sweetness of her lips before turning them to her jawline. Amaya's eyes slipped open, taking in the dim light in the room, the sun had fully set leaving them cast in shadow with only the wall lamps to guide their passion.

"I need this, Amaya. I need to touch every inch of you." Sosuke's inner thoughts only highlighted the scorching heat of his mouth.

Amaya could only respond with a moan, her body ready to receive anything he wished to give her. Amaya didn't think she could even form a coherent response other than her mind replaying the same word over and over.

"Yes…Yes…Yes!"

Sosuke drug his lips down the line of her jaw, delving between her neck and shoulder. Amaya turned her head, giving him better access to the sensitive skin of her neck. His hot breath came in rushed bursts with each tender kiss. Amaya allowed her eyes to slip closed, loosing herself in the sensations while he continued his exploration.

Amaya's breath hitched sharply at the gentle sting of Sosuke's teeth nipping at her skin, it was something new from him. His demeanour had changed, his need for her making him more bold in his foreplay. Amaya couldn't deny that the change was welcome; to feel his passion for her burning across her skin with each rush of his excited breath was more than arousing.

Amaya wondered if this is what she'd been longing for; to feel Sosuke Aizen fully let go of his inhibitions, his fear of scaring her was apparent in the way he'd touched her over the years, always so careful to be gentle with her, almost as if he feared his own strength.

"Sosuke…" Amaya whispered his name, making him pull back to meet her gaze.

Amaya felt her chest tighten at the sight of him, his brow pulled tight, his lips parted, chest heaving above her, looking like a man only seconds from losing what little control he'd managed to keep pulled tight. Amaya lifted her hands from his shoulders, framing his handsome face in her palms. The unspoken truth hovering in the thick air.

Amaya felt the energy in the room changing as he stared into her eyes; his spiritual pressure reacting to his emotions. Sosuke swallowed deeply, allowing his eyes to close, trying his hardest to reel himself in; it wouldn't help to lose himself now, not after so long of maintaining control.

"I'm not afraid, Sosuke…" Amaya's internal promise penetrated his mind, forcing through the mental block he'd been trying to keep in place.

"I want to devour you, My sweet Amaya. To drink you into my soul until nothing separates us." Sosuke admitted; allowing her link to fully settle into his, a complete merging of thoughts, memories and truth.

Amaya felt her heart rate quicken as flashes of their first kiss rose up in Sosuke's memory. The pleasure of being touched by her after so many years of silent darkness, such isolation had made him crazed to take what she offered him, to lay claim over the foolish human woman who had been so curious about him she'd decided to enter the Muken to see him for herself.

Amaya's hands lowered from his face, the trail of her fingertips teasing his skin as she caressed his strong shoulders. Even allowing her to see the truth in his memories hadn't raised the slightest amount of fear in her. Him, an Immortal man with the power to crush anything in his way had been brought down to his knees at the very sight of a small human woman with contemplative eyes, her mind called to him, her emotions, the way her eyes had seen the world around her, she was so pure, too pure to be tainted by a man like him.

"Stop! Don't think like that!" Amaya commanded him, her brow furrowing at his admission, making him open his eyes to look at her once more.

"Amaya…" Sosuke whispered, not even understanding why he'd called her name as if seeking redemption.

"Sosuke…let go…Just let go!" Amaya's soft voice encouraged him, knowing full well what she was asking for would be overwhelming at first, but she wasn't as weak as she once was; she'd be able to handle it, making love to him completely unbound.

Amaya gasped, feeling her body being pressed harder into the mattress, the violet glow of his spiritual pressure glistening against her pale skin. The amount of power he had was unimaginable, the thought of taking such raw energy inside her made her body tremble against him.

"Tell me if it becomes too much." Sosuke ordered before using the strength in his arms to lower himself.

Amaya sucked in a deep breath as his lips found one of her nipples, pulling the sensitive peak deep into his mouth, sucking back so deep his cheeks hollowed. Amaya felt her hips buck involuntarily at the sensation, her body rocking against him in wild abandon. Her skin felt as if it were on fire, each swirl of his spiritual pressure caressed against her skin, pulling her own spiritual pressure forward.

"Is this what you want?" Amaya asked him mentally as she released the white energy from within her; darkness meeting light.

"Yes!" Sosuke growled against her breast, his eyes rolling back as her energy mingled with his, such power combining as one force, her love for him pooling against him as she spread her hips wider, bucking her wanton sex against his abdomen. There was no denying how much she wanted him to bare himself to her as he truly claimed her.

With a heavy grunt Sosuke pushed his body even lower, the urge to take her with his mouth too much to ignore, it was a need he couldn't refuse, to taste the sweetness of her essence against his wicked tongue. Amaya groaned, her hands flying to the back of his head, taking handfuls of hair as she rolled her hips against his mouth.

Sosuke lowered himself to his elbows, his large hands grasping the outside of her thighs while his hot tongue plunged between her folds. With a hunger like nothing he'd ever felt before he set into a rhythm, licking and sucking against her tight little clit.

Amaya's soft voice filled his ears, her moans of pleasure and the grind of her hips encouraging him to take her, to wring out every last gasp of pleasure he could summon from her writhing body. This! This is what he'd been denying himself; the pleasure of worshiping the human woman who was the very light within his dark soul.

"Yes…yes..yes!" Amaya groaned louder, tipping her head back on the bed, her eyes rolling from the sweet torture of being suspended within such decadence.

With each roll of her hips, each flick and suck of his tongue her body trembled harder, her stomach quivering, her pert breasts growing heavy as the tips of each mound hardened into tight peaks, it was the fastest he'd ever been at making her come.

Amaya clenched her jaw as her hands pulled hard against his hair, her breathing coming in short pants, her spiritual pressure soaring freely, making love to his own. Amaya slipped her eyes open, watching the swirl of colors float across her vision; deep violet purple meeting bright white,within the middle their energy had combined, surrounding them within a violet gray could.

"Ugh!" Amaya grunted from her chest, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth as her body snapped, her core pulsing against the emptiness, craving to be filled while her body convulsed against Sosuke's mouth. His deep groan filled the room as the waves of pleasure consumed her every thought, taking her breath from her lungs, her body shot forward, her back leaving the bed with each violent pulse of her core. He was milking it from her, using his mouth to pull her pleasure from her body, forcing her to ride wave after wave.

"Sosuke!" Amaya whimpered his name, the pleasure coming to its peak before easing it's way back down, leaving her body twitching as she fell back against the mattress.

Sosuke lapped at her orgasm, licking the cream from the opening of her core. Amaya's body jerked, her hips bucking against him as a deep groan escaped her lungs.

"Goddamn…Sosuke…" Amaya gasped, pulling on his hair, trying to use it to free him from her, her body couldn't take much more teasing, she needed him inside her!

"Please!" She called out to him.

Sosuke lifted his head, hearing her inner thoughts begging for him to fill her, to fuck her. Sosuke smiled, pushing himself from between her legs, eyeing the air around them, seeing the mingling of their power. Amaya spread her hips even wider for him, running her small hands up his abdomen, her heavy lidded gaze catching his attention.

Never had she ever looked more beautiful, the orgasm he'd just given her one of the most powerful left her gasping for air, her chest heaving, nipples so tight he wanted to bite against the flesh just to watch her flinch in reaction.

Sosuke chuckled lowly, looking down at her as he reached his large hand down, taking her by the thigh and twisting her body to lay on her side. Amaya turned her head, watching as he lowered himself behind her, something he'd never done before. All the years they'd been together he'd only taken her slowly with him on top, or with her on his lap. Amaya swallowed hard, her mouth feeling a bit dry as she felt his hard body slide up against her.

Surrounded by the erratic sound of their breathing, Sosuke pulled her backside up, forcing her to bend her legs in order to align with his groin. Amaya looked over her shoulder at him, seeing the way he'd positioned himself, his large hand squeezing her as he rocked his hips forward, the thick head of his cock slipping between her closed folds.

Amaya couldn't hold back her moan as she felt the head of his cock tease her over stimulated clit before sliding back lower, easing his way inside her. Amaya let out cry of pleasure as he stretched her, feeling the woman's core close over his thick shaft, inch by precious inch. So slick from her earlier orgasm, her tight heat surrounded him, making him clench his jaw.

Amaya pushed herself up on her left arm, supporting her weight as she felt Sosuke's right arm wrap around her, holding her close to him as his hips jerked forward, surging his cock inside her with more force than she'd ever felt from him.

'Ah! Oh….my…god!" Amaya panted, her head tipping back, giving him the view of her profile, seeing the pleasure written across her features filling him with the need to see even more.

Amaya licked her lips, her body jerking forward with each deep thrust of her husband's hips, the room pooling with so much energy it was a wonder nobody had suspected a battle taking place inside their room. The energy leaked from them, eager to dance among their joined bodies, finally free to consume one another. Amaya turned her head over her shoulder, meeting his dark gaze, seeing his own pained expression, the pleasure making his brow furrow and his jaw clench, with each jerk of his hips her body bounced forward, only to land back in place along his groin, never had Amaya felt such deep seated sensations, her legs being closed made the friction of their union so much more intense.

Sosuke met her gaze, getting lost inside her body and her mind as her every thought connected to his, there was no question to the love they felt for each other, and Sosuke knew this was only the beginning of their exploration.

"Fuck! Ugh! I have to move with you!" Amaya groaned, trying to give him complete control, thinking that was why he'd chosen a more dominant position.

Sosuke smiled as his mind answered her, encouraging her to make love to him in return. Amaya gasped as she rolled her hips against him, his hard thrusts meeting hers echoed between them, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh.

" Yyyeeeesss!" Amaya groaned, the ache deep within her spreading across her lower body, radiating up her spine, making her tremble.

Sosuke pulled her back against him, his right hand cupping her left breast as his mouth found her pulse point, sucking her while his fingers teased her nipple. Sosuke smiled against her skin as her moans only increased, her breathing turning ragged, deep bursts of air coming out as a gasp with each thrust of their hips.

"You're my light, Amaya…I'll never love anyone the way I love you." Sosuke whispered against her ear, sliding his strong hand between her legs.

"Sosuke….I-I love you!" Amaya panted, opening her legs for him,feeling his cock plunge even deeper as his fingers found what they sought.

""I want to give you everything, Amaya. Every part of me." Sosuke told her internally before leaning over her shoulder and taking her mouth.

Amaya accepted his kiss, her body already trembling violently, only seconds away from coming for him again. Sosuke deepened the kiss, taking her harsh breaths into his own lungs, pulling her pleasure from her, only to give her his own. For once, he'd chosen not to hold anything back from her, from this moment on, all this thoughts, all his memories would be given freely, without the fear of being cast back into the shadows, together, they were the balance of darkness and light.

Amaya groaned into his mouth, her head tipping away from him as her body jerked violently, her core pulsing against his throbbing shaft. Sosuke clenched his teeth, feeling his own climax being retched from the center of his groin. With a harsh grunt he forced his hips to keep thrusting, his spiritual pressure pulling the tendons of his body, flexing every muscle on his lean frame like a bow being pulled too tight.

Amaya whimpered his name, calling out to him making him spill for her, with one final jerk of his hips, Sosuke spent, pumping his seed into her core, with only one hope…that he would be able to give her the precious gift of life.

Amaya fell limp against the bed, Sosuke following her, his arm wrapped tight around her ribcage, her pert breasts resting above his forearm. Amaya allowed her eyes to close, her chest heaving from her exertion, never had she ever felt more loved than in this moment. Amaya moaned softly as Sosuke pulled out from her only to settle his body back against her, tightening his hold around her. The lovers laid together, trying to catch their breath as they watched the mingled cloud of their spiritual pressure begin to dissipate.

"I love you, my sweet Amaya." Sosuke whispered, already sensing that she was about to fall asleep, both her body and mind the most relaxed he'd ever felt. This is what he'd been denying himself all along, the true acceptance of a human woman's love…the love of his light.