Ichigo swayed his body to the music. The dance club was dark with flashing lights illuminating the crowed around him. Sweat trickled down his neck. He was feeling un-naturally hot with an unknown man grinded behind him, pushing his harness into Ichigo's ass. Ichigo loved being in places like this with the noise of the club blocked out all the noise of his real life.
This was freedom he rarely felt.
At home his parents where always pushing him to be the best. Get the best grades as well as being the best soccer player in the region. On the field his coach was always yelling at him to push harder, while the adoration of his teammates was suffocating.
The only place Ichigo was free to just be himself was getting high, dancing in clubs like this one and making out with strangers in the alley afterwards. It didn't matter what he did in times like this. With his parents and sisters out of town, letting go and being himself was a rare occasion and Ichigo wouldn't let it pass up.
The unknown man's mouth was on the back of his neck now and Ichigo arched his back in pleasure. Fuck, he loved strangers. This tall dark man had no expectations of him but was still worshipping his body like Ichigo was a god.
"Maybe we should get out of here." The man said into his ear. Ichigo almost couldn't here him over the music.
"Not yet. I'm having to much fun." He had just done a line in the washroom and was still at a good high.
The tall man spun him around peered down into honey eyes. "We can have a lot more fun." A long arm wrapped around his waist and Ichigo was starting to be pulled towards the door. He dug his heels in and stood his ground.
The man turned to look at him again. "I said I was having fun here." Ichigo glared at the man hard enough that he got the point and pulled away. Ichigo cool be a scary fucker if he wanted to be.
The orange haired man was alone on the dance floor again, which he didn't mind at all. He didn't give the man another thought before beginning to sway to the music again.
Aizen sat on the balcony of the dimly lit night club. He couldn't take his eyes off the man dancing, completely entranced in the beats booming threw the room. The boy was beautiful, although obviously underage. He sat back in the plush lounge chair and turned his attention to his subordinates who had gathered around him.
He looked to a tall, pale mad on his right. "Ulquiorra." He said, grabbing the man's attention. "Won't you invite the boy up for a drink? Don't be forceful." The man nodded and made his way down the stairs.
Ulquiorra had caught the brunette looking at the individual many times that night already and had no problem figuring out who his boss was referring to.
The pale man was back within minutes to report back to Aizen that the boy had answered with a "Hell-fucking no."
Interesting. He thought. It wasn't everyday that someone passed up on the opportunity to see inside the VIP lounge. If anything, it just made Aizen more intrigued with the young man. Deciding to let it go for the moment the brunette decided to turn his attention back to the meeting at hand and get the business part of the night over and done with.
He could have fun later.
It was nearly four AM when the lights in the club beamed at full brightness, announcing closing time. Ichigo burst out into the hot summer night relieved to get some fresh air.
He was surprised that no one else had tried to dance with him. Usually he'd have two to three dancing partners on a night out. He didn't mind though. It was nice to just focus on himself. He was coming down from his high and the walk home was still a good twenty minutes when a black sports car pulled up beside him.
Aizen hadn't planned on staying at the club so late. His company had left hours ago but he was still waiting for an opportunity to get the orange haired boy alone.
When the lights rudely blared in all directions, he felt relieved. He wasn't sure he was going to wait any longer. The smaller man could dance all night if he was allowed. The relieved feeling quickly disappeared when he realised that he had lost the boy in the crowed that rushed towards the door.
He made his way to the street but couldn't find the boy. Deciding it was better to look for him in a vehicle. He climbed into his black sports car that was parked just halfway down the street. He had waited hours for the boy to be alone and he'd be damned if he'd lose him that easy.
Once driving, the boy was easy to spot on the street over from the club. Aizen slowed his car beside the boy and rolled down the window.
"Want a ride?" Aizen asked smoothly. "It's not safe to be on this side of town all alone." The boy didn't spare him even a glance.
"No thanks."
Simple and short. Aizen was intrigued. The gorgeous boy must have plenty of practise with moments like these. "I promise not to bite." As expected, the boy didn't pay him anymore mind and continued down the street on his own. "It'll be fun" Aizen said, driving slowly beside the attractive male.
Fun. Ichigo thought. Now he was intrigued. He'd never gotten into a car with a stranger before and with his adrenaline already pumping threw his vanes he could only anticipate what thrills where to come if he were to climb into the passenger seat.
The car stopped its slow roll and Ichigo got in without giving himself an opportunity to think much more of it. "Where are we going?" He asked, not really caring for the answer.
"Does it matter?" The brunette responded. "I'm Aizen." He said firmly
"Ichigo." Came a short reply. He was trying to play cool but on the inside Ichigo was panicking. What was he thinking getting into a stranger's car? Sure, he hadn't come down from his high yet but that wasn't an excuse to be so careless.
"Where are we going?" He asked again. He looked at the tall brunette in the seat beside his and took note of how handsome the man was.
"My house." Aizen said simply.
Ichigo was a little taken aback. Usually when he went places with people after a night of dancing, they wanted to get breakfast. Never had anyone been so bold as to assume he'd go home with them right of the bat.
His heart beating a faster now, as if it were sensing danger, he said. "How about you just take me home instead?" He hoped the man would get the hint and that would be the end of it.
If Ichigo wanted to lose his virginity to someone, he probably would pick someone who looked like Aizen, but he didn't want to lose it yet. He thought of it as one of the few choices that no one could make for him.
Aizen glanced to look at Ichigo and smirked. Ichigo noted that the taller man didn't ask for directions as he continued driving.
After a few more minutes of driving threw an area with large beautiful houses, an area that Ichigo didn't know. They pulled up to a large two-story house with a double garage. Aizen shut of the engine as he parked int the garage and started to climb out.
"Wait-"Ichigo said. He needed a way out of this. Aizen said nothing but gave the boy an opportunity to speak. "Listen. I know I might dance like a whore but I'm not. I don't go home with people. Can you please just drive me home?"
Aizen was a little startled. He'd had assumed the boy was a little promiscuous. He hadn't put up a fight after Aizen had refused to drive him home. He looked down at the boy, his eyes where big and round, silently begging for mercy. Unfortunately for Ichigo the look only served to make the larger mans cock twitch in his pants.
"You're a virgin, aren't you?" Aizen smirked. He did love virgins. Especially when they looked like this one.
Two chapters. This is going to be two chapters. It was going to be a one-shot but I got tired of writing.
Will Ichigo escape? Will cherries get popped? Could I care less about character building? Will I get reported for writing a nasty lemon?
Lets find out!