AN: So...It's been far too long I know. But I started writing again and am now up to chapter 14, so I finally regained my motivation to finish this story! Even after I had lost it for so long. I know I owe you all a fountain of apologies but thank you for remaining here for such a long time, if only I could hug you all, welcome to the new followers and thank you to those who have favourited and reviewed in my absence
Also...As a warning! This kinda changed into a lemon/smut chapter, though I tend to limit my "description" especially since this is my first time writing something like this. Ever. (Feedback and suggestions for future reference would be amazingly appreciated! As well as notifying me of any mistakes) So if you're not up for that I suggest you run far away now!
Anyway, it's great to be back with fresh motivation for this story and I'm sure you're sick of my long AN by now, so...On with the chapter!
Chapter 12 - Elicit
The brunet had waited far too long, desire alight deep within as he watched the blond writhe and struggle beneath him, grey-green eyes revealing the deep fear, he adored the feeling of ecstasy he got from seeing dismay in the blond's eyes. Kisuke was involuntarily shaking as he tried to hold back the abysmal fear, his hands and fingers frozen as if iced water was surging through his veins. His body tensed suddenly, his fingers entangled in the cascading sheets as lips crashed against his own with a tongue searching for entrance and teeth demanding it. A sharp gasp from pain as his lips endured their limit gave the brunet exactly what he wanted, sliding his tongue in effortlessly crushing and claiming his victim.
He was desperately resisting the growing feeling to give in, to just submit and be over with it. He'd been tortured since the beginning, mentally and physically. If he just gave in, would it be easier? Would it be over sooner? He expelled a shuddering breath as the brunet released the kiss, his hands lightly traveling down the blond's chest, constantly moving lower as his fingers ghosted over the sensitive skin. Kisuke felt shivers creep across his body from the lingering memory of the trail that the adventurous fingers had weaved across his skin.
The smooth, warm hands soon reached the fabric limits, his fingers a light touch as they agonizingly slipped past. A smile tugged at his lips as he heard the blond's breath hitch, finesse within his fingers as he continued slowly and tenderly stroking the blond before raising his lips to attentive ears. "I will break you Kisuke." His dark whispers hushed as his slender curved fingers slipped around and caressed the blond's hip before effortlessly sliding down the loose hakama. His fingers lightly glided along the blond's length as he kissed the inner side of his thigh, feeling him arch slightly from the sudden sensation.
He moved back with a devilish grin traveling across his lips as he removed his kosode and dropped it to the side of the bed, noticing his captive wasn't struggling. "Aren't you going to fight me anymore?" The brunet teased as he slowly ran his hand across the poorly shaven jawline. No reply ensured his victory.
Kisuke was too lost to reply, he was having a fight within himself, giving in was becoming the more desired option with every agonising second that ticked past. He was lost deep in thought, the only thing breaking through the dark, murky depths of his mind were the light touches across his body, his senses set alight with every one. The desire to submit pooling deeper within him, he just wanted it to be over.
"Just...don't do this." His eyes lined with broken sorrow as he tried to hide it from his trembling voice, failing miserably. He closed his eyes shut tightly knowing his request wouldn't be granted. Feeling light kisses pressed to the delicate arch of his neck, his glassy, grey eyes flicked open in shock as the brunet softly ran his arms around the blond. "I don't want to force this on you, Kisuke. If you want me to stop, then I will." He murmured as he licked over the crimson mark he'd left on the blond's neck.
"What?" Kisuke was still stuck in disbelief, he stopped shaking as he tried to accept the words, it just didn't make sense. He'd been dragged this far unwillingly, forced to be here and endure... and now he'd just stop? "You haven't been forced for quite a while, Kisuke." The brunet replied as if reading his thoughts. He ran the memories through hoping desperately that it wasn't true, he wouldn't stay here or do any of this of his own will. Never. "No, that can't be true, you forced me to stay here didn't you?"
"That is true, but have I forced you to do anything you didn't want to while you've been here?"
Kisuke thought about it, he hadn't really felt like that much of a prisoner for a while, he'd been given choices, requests granted even. He frowned slightly realising he'd taken every single one so far with minimal resistance, a tarnish he couldn't remove now. "Well... I..." His sentence unfinished as his mind was frantically trying to find a reply, not one was drawn.
"The answer is a no, isn't it? Trying to deny this, trying to fool yourself into believing lies, I expected better of you than to fall to that level." The sentence was laced with hints of poison and spoken from a sharp tongue. "I never wanted any of this." Kisuke replied coldly, his words biting back with just as much of a toxic undertone while his eyes conveyed the sudden defiance rising within.
The tension became suffocating, hanging in the room like a thick ominous cloud as the venom seethed between them. Each pair of eyes revealing nothing more than hostility, like a well-played game, throwing nothing to caution and remaining unreadable in the sombre, flickering light. "Just let me leave, have you really got anything to gain from this?" The timbre of his voice wore thin as he spoke with cold indifference, tearing his glare away from the looming figure for a few moments.
He glanced back and watched with careful interest as the answer was finally given. "I would not do anything without reason." The reply was strong and calm, nothing more than he'd expected. Aizen always wore a mask, to conceal himself... but for a split second he could have sworn he saw something stir in the cold depths of the dark eyes before him.
The waves of fear that had washed over him, that had drowned him in anxiety, were now held at bay by his curiosity. Just what was that? His mind had now set to the reply, what he'd seen stir was- something he'd never imagine seeing from that man. For that split second a crack had appeared in that reticent mask he'd always adorned upon himself, a tear that had revealed something...real.
He was broken completely from his inner thoughts as he felt nails being driven harshly into his skin like sharp rose thorns, leaving searing scarlet trails amongst his fair skin. The sudden burning sensation making him draw in a sharp breath of chilled air before the fingers drew softer lines down his sides as the stinging became pleasure tainted with scorching pain. Aizen's lips quirked into a small smile "That got your attention, you never said to stop." He finished calmly while gazing down, his eyes now warmer and taunting.
His hips drew inline with the blond's, instinctively grinding in against him before gently pressing his own body against the trembling one beneath him, their rising heat becoming a suffocating agony. Both of them craving something more. He...he was right, I can't take this. Kisuke quickly rejected those thoughts, in the depths of his mind he wanted this to stop but something was stirring deep inside, increasing the tension that pooled between his legs and the reality of it was thrashing him mentally.
The brunet smirked, he was enjoying every moment of slowly and leisurely shattering his captive's resolve, his last will to not succumb. He worked his way to another kiss but this lacked the gentle compassion, it was filled with harsh biting and desire, making the victim's lips lightly bruised with each moment. Kisuke's fingers tangled in the brunet's soft, silky hair before his hands began gliding down towards his waist. His fingers latching into the crisp white hakama before Aizen started removing it, slipping it to the side while continuing his passionate war with the blond.
Kisuke's lips curved slightly as amusement reflected in his deep grey depths. His daring smile unchanging as he leaned in, his lips only ghosting over the petal pink ones before him. They were barely touching, the deliberate teasing making the brunet quickly tire of the taunting game. He slowly ran the tip of his tongue teasingly over Kisuke's bottom lip before biting it gently and tugging ever so lightly, only reciprocated as the blonde caught his lips and returned the playful nip only slightly harder, a refusal to be caught. The sudden defiance drawing a small smirk of amusement from the brunet.
The blond felt heat akin to flames lashing across his flesh, desire running deep and burning the last shreds of his now fragile resolve. He was broken, only the lies he'd half-heartedly weaved were his final support, and even they were slowly threatening to break, to plunge him into the tormenting abyss of forfeit. The moment intensified as the brunet bit down hard on his shoulder forcing him to bite his lip, barely suppressing the painful moan that edged at the tip of his tongue as he laid light-headed against the soft pillows, further exposing the pale sensitive skin of his neck. He felt the heated breath against him, enjoying the sinful pleasure of the soft, saccharine lips brushing across slowly before the tease of a cool trail pursuing the heated tongue that was trailing his pulse, as each moment passed another twine of the lies broke, trailing out of his grasp as he began falling.
He snapped back to sense as feather-light kisses were pressed along his jaw, moments before his lips were captive to the brunet again, only this time he allowed it. A tongue of fire traced the outline of his numb lips before slipping between drawing the kiss deeper, caressing the blond. Carefully mapping out the mouth becoming familiar in taste and warmth as he slid his tongue around the blond's teeth and taunting him before allowing a small smirk as he felt the blond hold him tighter. Drawing him closer.
Warm fingers glided delicately along the blond's waist, the sudden loving touch making his delicate skin erupt in goosebumps as the fading resistance reflected behind his panicked, stormy depths. His hesitance going unseen as the adventurous fingers reached another sensitive spot, a skilled forefinger and thumb rubbed gently over the erect pink bud. Kisuke's thoughts froze temporarily as he felt the soft silken brown hair brush against his chest. He flinched instinctively as he felt a wet warmth against them, the brunet's teeth lightly clamped down on the sensitive skin before playfully flicking his tongue over it making the blond's temperature rise uncomfortably.
Kisuke bit down hard on his lip, almost tasting the metallic crimson as he tried desperately to maintain his composure that was threatening to shatter before him. He despised his body right now, the tightening and pressure pooled deep within. It was hopeless, there was no end to this until he had won. He felt as if he were burning alive. That's all he could feel. The heat. Burning.
He was crumbling, painfully lost beneath the merciless, chilling brown depths that gazed down at him, drenched with rising lust. He felt the warm breath wash over his neck, a hot contrast to the chilled surroundings. It was like being tantalized with terror, the brunet was so close he could taste his breath, his alluring fragrance encapturing the blond's senses.
The brunet slowly pulled away, leaving the blond cold with disappointment. He shot a calm, icy smile back before he turned his attention towards the small rosewood chest of draws that lied beside the bed. Kisuke lied his messy hair back against the soft pillows and heaved in deep breaths of the frozen air while staring blankly at the vast stretches of the pure white ceiling, the cooling tease of the wind brushing against his body and doing nothing to extinguish the unbearable flames within.
A soft, low laugh reached his ears as he felt the warmth of another return to his side, his stormy grey eyes drawn to the dark vial of oil in the brunet's hand. He didn't bother to utter a single word as the brunet opened the vial, his hands tracing over his hardened length as the blond averted his line of view back to the ceiling. There was no turning back now. He sighed in defeat as his eyes flicked back to focus on the deceptive man, it was time to accept that he had to satisfy the need that was slowly tearing him apart.
The brunet parted the blond's thighs delicately, the shadows dancing along the features of his face as he leaned down slowly, his soft lips brushing against pale skin as his warm, moist tongue traced the edge of the blond's neck making him writhe uncomfortably beneath the touch. Kisuke cursed his body and his sudden arousal, the white hot flames rising within and slowly melting away his sense of reason leaving him only with a needy moan as his fists balled in the blankets.
The heat was consuming his body, almost as if his bones themselves were alight. He cried out in a sickening entwining of agony and pleasure as he felt the brunet's nails dig into the overly sensitive skin of his shoulder before gliding over the delicate skin with deliberate, soft movements. His lungs burning to bring in the desired oxygen as his body heaved, the vicious division between pain and pleasure leaving him numb as his hands trembled violently.
His heart pounded in his chest making a dull thud resound in his ears. Aizen smirked against the blond's collar bone feeling the satisfying sudden rise of his chest as he stroked and teased his entrance with well slicked fingertips, each careful movement drenched with tender finesse as he continued mocking him playfully. He repositioned himself over the blond, entering him slowly and carefully, evoking a stifled gasp of pain from the blond as he clenched his fists in the dark, cascading fabric of the sheets.
"Relax and try to calm down, it will make it less painful." The velvet, hushed tone echoed through Kisuke's attentive ears as he followed the instruction, attempting to calm himself and relaxing his tightened fingers from the vice grip. The pain quickly drifted away as the brunet pressed in again with gentle precision and skill as the blond instinctively lifted his hips into the movement, each sensation becoming more intense with every second that passed.
The brunet's grip tightened, his hushed panting breaths escaping through lightly gritted teeth as he quickened the speed of his thrusts. The sudden deeper movements and faster pace forcing the blond to bite down on his hand to hide the moans begging to escape from his lips.
Kisuke felt his muscles strain, becoming so tense that he swore they would snap under the pressure. His breath caught as his heart skipped a beat, it was piercing, paralyzing; the sensation of being trapped between rapture and rupture. The world seemed to be frozen in this one point of time while colour seemed to fade to a blur around him. It felt intoxicating, the undeniable pleasure that grew to unbearable levels as the last strands of restraint faded. He shuddered in response to the pure ecstasy, the pressure building, becoming tighter and tighter before the world suddenly exploded, shattering around him in a sudden rush of rapture.
All of the tension washed away in a single moment.
All that remained was a warm, calm bliss as he opened his eyes slowly while the speed and colour of the world returned to focus. The sombre, icy surroundings hitting him once again as the warmth began to fade away under its chilling touch. He felt as if his energy was completely drained, now he just lied there with the haunting realisation of what he'd just accepted. What he'd just done, allowed. He hadn't been forced and only one word remained in his mind. Forfeit.
His breathing became shallow, each breath painful to take in as his chest tightened. Why did I let that happen? His thoughts screamed warnings at him like an endless broken verse that drilled deep into the depths of his mind. A damp cloth drew softly across the creases of his body and wiped away the warm liquid from his pale skin. He was completely exhausted, unable to fight as the brunet drew him closer, his arms bringing the blond against his chest as he lightly pulled the covers over them both.
Kisuke's mind was still resisting but he couldn't find the strength to escape, his eyelids like lead as his thoughts gradually diminished one by one. His eyes slowly drifted shut, he could hear the soft pounding of a heartbeat, the gentle sound lulling him into a peaceful sleep as the brunet smiled gently and carefully pulled the blond deeper into his embrace.
"If only you could understand..."