So…yeah. This turned into a rape really quick. Sorry.

Ichigo sat awkwardly on the large plush couch. How had he gotten himself into this mess? He didn't know how the larger man had coxed him into the house but here he sat. "I should get home." He said for the sixth time as he rose from his spot. He had gotten up to leave a few times before the brunettes glare kept him in place.

Aizen was on the other side of the Livingroom with his back turned to Ichigo. He was doing something on his laptop that Ichigo couldn't see. What was the point of him being here if the man's attention was on his work. Aizen closed the laptop suddenly as Ichigo made is announcement.

Not wanting to get caught in the man's possessive gaze again, the orangette quickly mad his way for the door. As he opened it, a large hand was suddenly above his head closing the door back into it's place.

"We haven't started yet." Aizen said into Ichigo's ear. His voice low and husky. Aizen's hand retreated from the door and found it's way to Ichigo's hip.

"What are you doing?" Ichigo asked, furrowing his brow.

"I will show you." Ichigo tried to shift away but the strong hands on his hips turned him around so he was facing the taller man. His hands where pinned above his head so he couldn't escape. "Don't worry, I won't hurt you." That really didn't make the orange haired boy feel any better. As he leaned down, Ichigo took note that Aizen's eyes matched his hair colour perfectly.

The thought escaped Ichigo where lips covered his own. The man was dominating in everyway. He felt the ach in his writs as the were crushed against the hard wooden door but it was nothing compared to the beating his mouth was currently getting from the stronger man.

He quickly regained his senses, turned his head to the side, successfully breaking the kiss. He scowled at him from the corner of his eye. "What the fuck!?" He yelled and began to thrash in the grip. "You can't just fucking kiss-

And then he did it again. This time he nibbled on Ichigo's lips and dipped his tongue in, running it over Ichigo's teeth. He gave an involuntary moan and his hands twitched in the grip. Aizen dropped his hands, bringing the slender wrists in his grasps with him.

Aizen suddenly lifted Ichigo up bridal style and made his way the staircase with the struggling young man in his arms. He studied Ichigo's face with a cool smirk before dropping him onto, what Ichigo could only assume was Aizens bed.

Aizen was quick to rip Ichigo's form fitting shirt off his body. (Literally) He ran a figure over the smaller chest, brushing against a nipple. "You really are a wonder." Ichigo swallowed and turned his head away. He reached for Ichigo's pants and he tried to move his hips away, but to no avail. "You'd look perfect by my side." He said and tugged the jeans off. His eyes feasted on Ichigo's half-erect penis. "So beautiful."

"And way to young for you!" Ichigo bit back as he tried to squirm out of the mans hold. "What are you? Like, forty?"

Aizen chuckled a little and got off the bed. Ichigo was awe-struck as the man began to strip shamelessly in front of him.

He knelt on the bed and Ichigo'e eyes were drawn to his erection involuntarily, gulping at his uncut cock that pulsed. He turned his head to the side. Aizen chuckled darkly and ran his fingers over the inside a sooth thigh and up to a flat stomach where he pressed lightly.

Ichigo shuttered away from the intimate touch and Aizen smirked knowingly, catching the boy's legs and pushing them up so his knees touched his chest. "Don't worry, you'll like this."

His fingers traced the contours of Ichigo's naked body, his eyes never leaving the honey brown ones beneath him. "I can promise you pleasure beyond your imagination." He gripped Ichigo's semi-erection and pumped him, making the smaller male groan in out in pleasure. "All you have to do it say yes."

"Ha…Ha…" Ichigo panted heavily, unable to focus on anything but the sensation. He had never let anyone touch him like this. Technically he still wasn't letting it happen. "Aizen…"

"Do you want it?" His seductive tone weaved through Ichigo's thoughts.

Still a little high and now controlled by lust, Ichigo whimpered. "Yes…Please…"

"Then I shall give it to you."

He pulled away. Then he returned and something wet and slimy nudged at Ichigo's un-use entrance. His back arched off the bed a foreign figure slipped inside. It didn't hurt, but Ichigo immediately thought it was awkward and uncomfortable and he really didn't like it.

"Sh…" Aizen shushed Ichigo's murmured protests. "Just relax." He added a second finger and then it hurt a little, the skin of Ichigo's puckered entrance stinging as it was forced to stretch. He shifted my hips in an attempt to find comfort and let out a sharp cry as Aizen nudged his prostate.

"Yes! Oh god, more!"

The tall man chuckled above him and dug his fingures into the spot again.

"Fuck!"

"Such a dirty mouth." He removed the fingers as Icheigo panted for breath. "I'll make good use of it later."

Ichgo's legs trembled from the ache they developed in being in the same position for so long. Aizen suddenly allowed Ichigo's legs to stretch out from where they were squished inbetween them. He guided them so the were both firmly resting on the tall mans shoulder.

Ichigo jerked and arched his back with a shriek as he pushed himself inside of him.

"Fucking stop!"

Aizen stopped only for a moment before thrusting himself all the way in. Ichigo saw stars. He had always wondered about sex but now he was thankful he had put it off for so long. "Agh!" He yelled in pain and bit hard at my lower lip to try and stifle the noise. He didn't want this basterd know how much pain he was causing him.

Aizen began to thrust in and out of Ichigo furiously. He hadn't imagined that any could feel this good. It was definantly the boys first time. He was so damn tight.

"Hah…hah…Bastard…" Ichigo said through gasps for breath. It hurt so fucking bad. The asshole wasn't even trying to make it pleasurable for him. The man responded by giving a particularly deep thrust.

Ichigo tried to scream but the air got trapped in his throat before he could make a sound. He bucked his hips, trying his best to get away from the stronger man but to no vail.

Aizen grabbed his shoulders and forced him to turn so his face was buried in the pillow and his ass was in the air for Aizens view.

Ichigo's body throbbed in response to his actions. Suddenly Aizen's long hard dick was buried inside of him once more. Ichigo had lost all hardness of his own as her gripped the sheets. Aizen's hands remained on his shoulders, pinning the smaller body in place.

Ichigo just wanted it to be over. He knew, even with his lack of experience that sex should not feel this way.

For what seemed like forever, Ichigo started at the wall beside him as the man behind him thrusted mercilessly. He just wanted it to be over. How could he have been so stupid to have climbed in the car with a man who 'so obviously could overpower him like this.

Aizen sped up his hips. His dick reaching deeper and deeper. Every movement like it was meant to hurt him on purpose.

He came.

Aizen filled the deepest parts of Ichigo's rectum with his seed with one final thrust.

He stayed with his deflating hardness buried in the beautiful round ass in front of him, admiring the view. He gave a cheek a hard smack before pulling out.

Ichigo fell onto his side, curling into a fetal position. He felt so violated. So hopeless.

Aizen leered down at him, seemingly loving the sight of the boy looking so small and broken. He noted that he loved the sight of the blood and cum mixture starting to flow from the damaged hole.

"Next time," Aizen started picking up his clothes from the ground. He acted like Ichigo was an after thought. "Be good and I'll make it better for you."

Ichigo lay in the large bed for a long while after that. His eyes still focused on the same spot on the white wall. He felt the still hot cum leaking out of his ass. It stung so bad.

Next time. Aizen's voice echoes in his head.