Accidents
By MasterAkira
Warnings: AU Yaoi! Some BDSM, cock ring, whipping, nothing too extreme…Uryuu is underaged, but he's around seventeen, which is above the age of consent.
Author's Note: I really wanted to write BDSM, and I wanted to do an AU Byakuya. I know he's a bit out of character, but I guess I always saw him as the jealous Yakuza-type in the real world. Ishida is a bit of a masochist in this, and they definitely have a rather dysfunctional relationship. By the way, the man in the beginning is Grimmy. I just love him so much! Haha, please enjoy and review!
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or any of the characters, and I am not making any money off of this.
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" Now steady there pretty. We wouldn't want ya ta fall down and get yer pretty little uniform dirty, would we?" The stranger leered as he pulled Ishida close. He didn't try to pull away only because the man had just saved him from taking a nasty fall down a steep set of stairs.
"Thank you for saving me." He tried to control the blush that was heating up his face and failed miserably. "Could you let me go now?" His voice sounded decidedly mousey.
"I'm not sure. Yer such a cute little thing, I might just want some sorta payment." A rough hand grabbed his ass and he let out a squeak.
"Let me go!" Squirming in the grip, he wasn't prepared for the man to pull on his hair harshly.
"I don't think so. Yer feisty too. What a catch." The man winked and his hand squeezed Ishida's ass again.
"Stop, please!" Ishida struggled, and when he realized it wasn't working he tried to kick the taller man. It was useless.
"That's no way ta thank someone." Dark eyes narrowed in anger.
"Uryuu, I've been looking for you. It's time to get back now." Ishida flinched when he heard the cold voice.
"And jus'who da ya think ya are? I'm tryin' ta have a conversation with this young thin' right now, so shove off." The man tightened his grip on Ishida painfully. It was hard for the teen to even stand with the hand in his hair.
"I am his guardian so I suggest you release him immediately. My charge should not have to manhandled by a cretin like you." The haughty voice paused. "Uryuu, this is no time for fooling around."
"Fine ya bastard, but this little thin' deserves better than an uptight ass like ya." The man released Ishida and stormed away, throwing heated looks over his shoulder as he left the pair.
"Byakuya-sama, I—" Ishida was cut off as the aristocratic man turned away, ignoring him, heading in the direction of his property. Hanging his head he followed quietly. The walk to the manor felt impossibly long.
As soon as the door was closed the older man turned on Ishida. "Go, do your homework quickly. We will discuss what happened after dinner." Emotionless, he was gone before Ishida could respond. Dejectedly he went and closed himself in his room, rushing through the evening's work. He finished just in time to make it to the dinning room before food was served.
Silently, Ishida took his place at the table. His guardian's sister smiled at him when he was settled. "How was your day at school Ishida-kun? I miss high school; I have to admit I'm a little jealous."
Ishida looked at her, a small smile on his lips at her giggle. "It was fine Rukia-san. Just another day."
"You should be more grateful than that, Uryuu." The head of the house entered the room and took his place.
"Oni-sama!"
"I am very grateful Byakuya-sama. I will be forever indebted to you." He refused to meet ink-black eyes.
"You say as much." Silence fell over the table as food was served by well-trained servants. Ishida barely touched his food, his stomach tight in anticipation of what would happen to him after the meal.
"Rukia-chan, excuse us, Uryuu and I have matters to discuss tonight. We will see you in the morning." Byakuya rose, giving his sister a small smile before heading in the direction of his private rooms.
"Good night Rukia-san." Ishida followed the taller man quickly.
In Byakuya's room a small trap door in the floor was open. Ishida was ushered wordlessly in and swallowed hard when he reached the large stone room underneath the master bedroom. Byakuya had once told him it was built for the heads of the Kuchiki family centuries ago.
"Take off your clothing." Ishida striped, his eyes on the floor. "Do you know why I have brought you down here?"
"No, Byakuya-san." Ishida tried to repress any shivers. The room was cold and his guardian had started circling him, causing air to assault his bare body.
"You betrayed my trust. You let another man touch you, grope you. You barely resisted." Elegant fingers grasped his jaw, forcing his face up. He lost control and his body was racked with shivers. The hurt he saw in Byakuya's gaze was almost too much. "Do I mean nothing to you anymore? Are you just a common whore, letting any man touch you?"
"No! It was an accident! That man saved me from falling down stairs! I didn't want him to touch me, I didn't ask for it!" Ishida shut his eyes, his breath coming short as his chest tightened with an unidentifiable pain.
"Slut. You need to remember you are mine until your eighteenth birthday, and I demand fealty and obedience. You need to be re-taught what that means." Byakuya released the teen's jaw, letting him fall to his knees on the floor. "Beg me to re-teach you." He moved behind Ishida. His hands gently pushed back black hair, baring the sweet face, stroking the strong lines of his jaw and cheeks. "You were doing so well, Uryuu, why did you let this happen?"
"It was an accident! I want no one but you! I promise!" Ishida whimpered as his face was released. "Please believe me."
"No. On your hands and knees. You are making this hard for both of us."
Hard was certainly right. The moment he entered the room Uryuu had not been able to stop the stirring in his groin. Even with the cold of the room he was painfully hard. Byakuya knew it. He always knew it, since the day he first took the teen under his roof. "Please." Ishida let his head hang forward. "I'm sorry. Punish me. I didn't mean to disappoint you."
"Good. Now we can get this over with and make sure you know your place." Byakuya tore his gaze away from the prostrated teen to make his way to a table that held what he wanted. He gathered a few items, sticking them in his pockets. Ishida watched him, licking his dry lips as he caught glances.
"Thank you Byakuya-san. I am yours. I'll prove it." Ishida sat up straighter when the noble turned to smile at him coldly.
"You are and you will." One hand petted silky black hair. "Head back." Ishida tilted his head back, his eyes on the stones of the ceiling. "Perfect." Byakuya made quick work of what he had brought with him, readying his young ward.
"Agh!" Cold metal around his cock finally earned a response from the pale body. He arched into the touch as thin chains were connected from the cock ring to the small silver rings in his nipples.
"You are so pretty." Uryuu groaned. "Everyone says so. But you are never prettier than when you are like this, at my mercy. These little rings," Byakuya flicked a nipple ring, "make your skin look so pale. Perfect and untouched." He leaned forward, his lips brushing against Ishida collar bone and the base of his neck. "But only for so long."
Noises came out of Ishida's mouth as he tried not to speak. The cold of the metal was fading as it warmed with the contact of his skin. "Please." He shut his eyes, his voice sounding so weak, and he opened his mouth dutifully when Byakuya ran his fingers along the seam. Ishida moaned as he felt a cloth in his mouth, which quickly tightened as it was tied behind his head.
"So pretty. I cannot stand seeing anyone else touch you." He stood, forcing Ishida into position beside him. "Arms above your head." Pale writs were secured with leather buckles and attached to a chain that hung from the ceiling. "Perfect."
Ishida groaned through the gag. He tried to follow Byakuya with his eyes, but his bound arms stopped him. "Now, your punishment." From behind the kneeling boy Byakuya ran his hands down a smooth back, digging his thumbs into the identical imprints above the tight swell of Ishida's ass. Ishida groaned as the hands left him and then one returned to spread open pale cheeks. He bucked in his bindings when something cold and slippery pressed into him, quickly working its way past his protesting muscles. From the feel he was being filled with a butt plug, one of the smaller ones his lover kept in the room.
"So good. Now stand and bend over." Large hands moved Ishida so his face was level with his cuffs and his back was straight, his ass sticking out over his feet. Byakuya paused for a moment, rethinking the gag. He removed it. "You will speak only to count. You miss one and we start again." With that Ishida felt hands run over his back and then one drew back and the first blow landed, right over his tailbone.
"One." Ishida's voice was tight with pain-laced pleasure.
"Louder." Another, this one landing lower and to the right.
"Two." More to the left now. "Three." They were getting harder and he could feel his backside heat up. "Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight." The blows came so quickly he could barely place and name them before the next came.
"Such a pretty red, and it's all mine." Byakuya smiled softly as he watched his lover squirm as he dragged fingers over reddened skin. He gave the plug a quick twist and raised his hand again.
"Nine." Ishida gasped when the plug moved and let his head hang between his arms when the strikes resumed. "Agh! Ten." His breaths were coming to fast and he was so hard it was painful. Sweet torture. "Eleven. Twelve. Thirteen." They started to blend together in his mind. "Fourteen. Fifteen." Just when he thought he couldn't take much more Byakuya stopped.
"Good. So good." Byakuya dropped to his knees and gently slid both hands over the raised red marks on Uryuu's creamy skin. "You are always so good." He leaned forward, his hair brushing over sensitive skin as he placed a kiss in between Ishida's shoulders. Uryuu let out a strangled moan. "You may speak."
"Thank you, Byakuya-san." He sagged in his restraints. "Have I shown you I belong to you? Only you." His voice was harsh and rough, laced with arousal.
"Yes. Oh yes. I do believe you deserve to be rewarded for such loyalty. And such a good show." With a quick movement the anal plug was removed with and tossed to the side, no longer needed. Byakuya deftly undid his pants and freed his painful erection. Uryuu shivered at the sound of rustling cloth and metal teeth coming apart.
"Fuck me, please." Ishida closed his eyes as he felt his lover move closer, forcing his knees farther apart to make room for him. He took in a deep breath as he felt engorged flesh press against his stretch entrance, letting his head fall forward with the pleasure of being filled.
"Tight." Byakuya hissed as he was fully sheathed, his mostly clothed body pressing against Ishida's marked back. "You are so perfect." He could feel Ishida relax around him and he pulled back, forcing his cock back in slowly.
"Yes. Harder." Ishida rocked back into each of Byakuya's increasingly harder thrusts. He luxuriated in the feel of the metal of the older man's zipper hitting his thighs each time. It felt so good, too good. "Agh, please! More! Fuck me!"
"Yes. My perfect little one." Byakuya growled. "You only do this for me. Mine." His thrusts sped up, roughly fucking the lithe teen below him. The pleasure was building, racing towards a peak higher than normal. The fall would be glorious, as it always ways when they came down to the stone room. He groaned the teen's name. Hips snapping forward, Byakuya came hard, stilling as he let go. Ishida wished he could come with him, the pleasure of Byakuya's release almost too much for him to handle.
"Agh. Yours!" Ishida sagged in his restraints as Byakuya collapsed on top of him. Heat coating his insides.
"You've been very good." It only took him a moment to recover, standing up and releasing his young lover. Before Uryuu hit the floor Byakuya caught him, and carried him out of the chamber. Ishida was settled on their bed as Byakuya hovered over him. "You deserve to be rewarded." Without warning Byakuya went down and sealed his lips over the head of Ishida's erection while simultaneously undoing the torturous cock ring.
"Byakuya!" Ishida screamed as he came, the sound dying out only when his throat was too sore to take any more. His lover milked him until he was dry and completely over sensitized.
"You are beautiful. Sleep and I will clean you up." Ishida's eyes were too heavy to keep open and Byakuya laid soft kisses on his eyelids.
"Hm, yes, thank you." He felt so wonderfully warm and satiated. "Yours. Always yours." With that Ishida was asleep. Byakuya smiled at the sight, smoothing his hair back and placing a kiss on the relaxed forehead.
"I love you, my little Uryuu."
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End Note: Ah, I love the image of Byakuya and Ishida together. All that midnight black hair and expansive pale skin…delicious.
I'm not sure what the next chapter is going to be about, so if you suggest something it might inspire me! I have been so busy with college this semester, but I really want something fun to write! Review if you enjoyed! Thank you for reading!