Warning: MATURE SEXUAL CONTENTS! (between HIchigo and Ichigo XD Now, you might think i took HIchigo out of his character in this but keep reading. There will be a twist at the end! X3)
Firstly, I'm very very very very very sorry for being so late with this update! I had some important business to take care of and i did NOT expect it to take this long. One week turned into nearly two and I'm still not done, but i managed to find some time and post this. XD
I hope you'll like it and don't forget to review! Thank you in advance for the read and thank you to all those who have shown their support thus far. THANKS & ENJOY!~
9
A world of peace and silence. A world of the darkest night and the most absolute stillness. A world where Ichigo had no worry or responsibility. No lives hanging on his shoulders. No people depending on his better judgement and most of all; No inhabitants other than himself. No Arrancars or Vizards. No Aizen or Grimmjow. Paradise? The closest thing he had to one.
After his exhausting battle, both physically and mentally, he wanted nothing more than to sleep. He didn't even want dreams. Just peace.
Ichigo certainly didn't want to be inside his inner world. In fact that would probably have been the last place he wished to visit. He didn't have the energy to deal with Hollow Ichigo and his mind games. The simple thought of the hollow exasperated him.
He waited patiently for him to show up. Whatever the hollow had to say, Ichigo figured he would wait it out and then be left in peace. Minutes passes and nothing happened. Strange. Usually Hollow Ichigo would have made an appearance by now simply to annoy his king if not for any other reason.
Ichigo scanned his surroundings with a wary eye. Grey clouds hung overhead, drifting continuously in a lazy manner, swallowing any stray sun rays daring to shine. The whole scene looked sombre, almost threatening. The sort of clouds that promised a coming storm, a dark premonition of thunder and lightning.
Ichigo was aware the weather of this place was an echo of his feelings. The more his eyes gazed at the downcast sky the more his own heart sank even lower. What happened to him, with Grimmjow, he kept locked inside. Only barely. He couldn't even think of it for fear of unleashing the storm of emotions inside. Much like the mantle of water-clogged veil predicting upcoming furious tempests.
Ichigo shuddered and swallowed dryly. Things just kept piling up on his plate. As if dealing with Aizen and what could possibly be the end of Kurakura town wasn't enough, he was caught inside an insane struggle of emotions. He was just a kid for fuck's sake!
'I hate it when it rains.'
The rough voice reached his ear while the hollow's breath danced on Ichigo's neck. Startled the teen jumped away, his hearth rising to his mouth. With some difficulty he managed to suppress a surprised yelp. He hated when Hollow Ichigo popped out of nowhere like that.
'Ever heard of keeping your distance? What do you want anyway?' Clenched teeth, glaring eyes and tensed posture. Ichigo was making it clear that he was in no mood for any shit.
Usually the hollow would have a smirk stretching from ear to ear and gleaming, mischievous eyes that laughed whenever he managed to get under Ichigo's skin. He would make some smart-ass comment and successfully push on all the boy's buttons.
Ichigo hated when he did that, but at least he knew to expect it. Therefore when Hollow Ichigo simply stood before him, eyes glued to his king's, intense and deep, no hint of a smile or a comment, Ichigo instantly became alert. Something was very, very wrong. He felt trapped, by what he didn't know...
He waited, becoming more anxious with every second the silence continued, but Hollow Ichigo said nothing. He continued to burn holes with his scorching golden eyes into Ichigo, like he was looking past his body, right inside his head and was very displeased by what he was seeing.
'Look, I'm tired. Can you spit it out so I can go get a decent rest?' Immediately he regretted opening his mouth.
As if waking from a deep thought, the hollow blinked and fixed Ichigo with his gaze again. His expression was somewhere between anger and indifference. The creature took a step towards Ichigo, who moved back sensing the cage closing in around him, his lips starting to part in a signature grin. In a way, Ichigo felt relieved, almost happy, to see something familiar in Hollow Ichigo's expression.
'You could have been killed Ichigo. You don't know how I felt when you were bleeding. I broke everything in sight and roared louder than the thunder! But you didn't hear me.' The hollow looked so sincere, Ichigo froze in mid step allowing Hollow Ichigo to close the distance.
He expected for the hollow to do something and take advantage of his lowered guard, as per usual, but he didn't move to attack his king at all. Ichigo didn't know what to make of all this. The image before him was so…. Human. With heavy eyes searching for his own chocolate one. He felt a tightness in his chest and yearned to reach out and comfort his darker side.
'You didn't hear me cry.' Hollow Ichigo raised a white hand to Ichigo's face. The boy flinched, expecting the hollow's true nature to push through in the end. The hand barely touched his skin with a caress so soft it felt like the brush of a feather.
Ichigo was becoming more and more lost. He couldn't make heads or tails of what Hollow Ichigo was telling him. Since when did he care about his wellbeing? And wasn't it in his interest for Ichigo to have his spirit broken? Why was he so strange all of a sudden?
'I'm your horse. I should be the one keeping you save. I'm sorry, Ichigo.' Hollow Ichigo's lithe fingers brushed the skin along the jawline and neck, while his golden eyes followed. Ichigo suppressed a shiver. His mind was all a mess. He couldn't string one sentence because he still didn't know what was happening. Since when did the hollow apologize for anything?
'If something happened to you, my king, I would die. 'The words were a breathy whisper as they washed over Ichigo's skin, just before the hollow pressed their lips together. There was nothing possessive or demanding in the kiss which confused the teen further. Whenever Hollow Ichigo got physical before he was all teeth and tongue, clearly loving the pain as well as pleasure he cause.
This was different. Seeing as Ichigo's experience was limited to Grimmjow and Hollow Ichigo, both wild characters, this new soft experience was all new. The hollow licked at the seam of the lip waiting for an invitation to go further. Almost eagerly, Ichigo parted his lips curious to see where this was going. He expected to be pushed down and taken forcefully any second.
Hollow Ichigo's hands travelled to his cheeks and cupped his face, tilting his head a little to the side. His tongue pushed against Ichigo's lower lip lazily before going further, tracing the teeth, before rubbing against the other tongue like an affectionate cat. Taken aback, Ichigo let a moan past his lips which was swallowed by the hollow.
Ichigo never had a chance to understand what was happening before. Now, when things were going slower, he understood how amazingly electrifying the touch of skin could be. He closed his eyes, letting himself enjoy this while it lasted.
When Hollow Ichigo pulled away, not before giving one last lick of his blue tongue over Ichigo's panting lower lip, the teen almost followed. Dazed he opened his eyes meeting the hollow's intense ones. No hint of a predator or wild animal. For the first time Ichigo found himself wanting to continue. Not because he was forced and his body got the better of him, but because he wanted to feel this new something more.
'I saw what happened with the Arrancar, Grimmjow.' The hollow kept Ichigo's face cupped and in place so he couldn't look away. At the mention of the name Ichigo paled a little and swallowed loudly. The fear of being taken and having no way of defending himself, came and hit him like a fast running train. The damage was still raw and as hard as he tried to push it all down somewhere at the back of his mind it resurfaced.
'It's okay Ichigo. He can't reach you here. You're safe.' Hollow Ichigo continued to speak comforting and calming words until he felt Ichigo's body begin to relax. 'I wanted to reach you and rip him to pieces, but I couldn't. It was storming in here. You were in pain and I couldn't reach you.' A ghost of a smile crossed his lips. 'Let me heal your spirit, at least. I'll erase any trace of him from your body. After this you'll belong only to me.'
Ichigo knew he should be fighting, he should be protesting or running. But he felt his whole frame vibrate as the hollow continued to speak, his voice very alluring. When he kept it low, it sounded nothing like the harsh screech with which he usually spoke. It was very seductive and Ichigo felt hypnotized.
'I won't be like that animal. With me you'll enjoy it. I promise.' Another breath taking kiss, this one a little more demanding than before but still gentle. Ichigo felt something break inside him, like a dam unable to stand in the way of the flood any longer. He didn't care if this was wrong or right. He didn't care about the consequences or his responsibilities. He just wanted to forget Grimmjow altogether.
In a flash of movement, Ichigo brought his hands up to tangle them in the hollow's bleached hair and pull him deeper down. He moaned into the kiss and attacked the invading muscle with his own, sucking it in and coiling around it, making it abundantly clear that Hollow Ichigo had the green light to continue.
The hollow smirked slightly and briefly, before his king noticed, and complied with Ichigo's need. He plunged his tongue further down, careful not to take full control, extracting gasps with his every movement. It amazed him how responsive his king was. Well, he was a teenage boy after all...
While Ichigo was distracted by Hollow Ichigo's skilled mouth, a set of hands felt all along his torso and stomach until they reached the hips. The fingers grasped the t-shirt and pulled it up. The two broke apart for long enough to discard the offending clothing and throw it somewhere out of sight, before they re-united like they were hungry for each other.
The expert fingers mapped Ichigo's body, running over every crevice and muscle, like they were exploring it for the first time. The hollow pressed his palms against Ichigo's hips, keeping him down, before breaking the kiss, a slight smile playing on his lips. With glazed eyes, the human followed him as he descended down, stopping to pay some attention to Ichigo's nipple.
As soon as the lips made contact with the pink flesh Ichigo arched his back slightly and his hips bucked upwards as if he accidently electrocuted himself. The hollow kept him down while tracing the flesh and closing his lips around the nub, even brushing it lightly with his incisors.
Happy to move on, Hollow Ichigo closed his lips against more skin as he moved his head lower south all the way across the stomach and took a second to plunge his slick tongue inside Ichigo's belly button. The teen yelped, his hands clenching and wishing desperately he had something to grip and anchor him to sanity.
Hollow Ichigo was making sure that this was amazing for him, all the way. Ichigo was the centre of the attention and it was driving him half mad with lust.
'I'll make sure you'll remember this.' While he spoke, the hollow pulled Ichigo's trousers down past his thighs, allowing his hips to raise just enough to pull the clothing down further, and yank them off the long legs. 'You don't have to do anything. I'll take care of you.' A wider smile as Ichigo's nearly black, dilated pupils and panting full lips quivered at his words.
Hollow Ichigo enclosed his hand around the hard member, while keeping the other one firmly on the jolting hip, and moved tauntingly along the length. He made sure to brush the skin lightly in a perfect tease. A few seconds and Ichigo was begging for more. The hollow was more than happy to oblige.
Still keeping his eyes on Ichigo's, making sure his king watched attentively and hungrily, he lowered himself until his lips kissed the head and his tongue darted out to taste Ichigo's precum. The boy in question hissed at the new sensation and his toes twitched.
Suddenly the hollow took the whole length inside his mouth, letting the tip hit the back of his throat. Ichigo yelled at the ecstasy of something so hot enclosing him. Hollow Ichigo had to pin both his hips harshly only to keep him from thrusting inside the fleshy cavern. The hollow loved Ichigo's eagerness and the fact that he was the one dictating the pace. If he wanted, he could stay there for minutes on end, not moving at all, until his king would be shamelessly imploring him to move. However this was Ichigo's time, not his.
With tetanising movements he bobbed his head along the cock, increasing his speed bit by bid. He rubbed his tongue along it and his lips, sometimes a little harsh touch from his teeth. As an added pleasure, he moaned whenever the tip of Ichigo's cock was at the back of his throat letting the vibrations run along the length.
A noise between a yell and a moan drifted to his ears and he knew that Ichigo was just about ready to burst. He would have loved to leave him like that, just one touch from the sweet relief of release. He arched his back to passionately kiss his king while simultaneously jerking him off urgently. Ichigo's gasping yell as he came re-vibrated through Hollow Ichigo.
Sated, Ichigo fell back, sweat running across his skin and chest rising steadily getting some much needed oxygen into his lungs. His mind was absolutely blank. If someone would have tried to kill him right then he couldn't have done a thing, he was so far gone down the path of pleasure.
While he was still out, his eyes closed and lips parted, Hollow Ichigo took the opportunity to discard his own troublesome garments. He promised to erase all traces of Grimmjow from Ichigo's body and he intended to keep his word.
Ichigo opened his eyes and gasped softly when Hollow Ichigo latched his lips on his neck, biting a little and soothing the injury with his tongue. The feel of skin on skin, as the hollow's hands slid once more around him, was sending direct messages for his blood to flow directly down south.
It took only a few strokes for Ichigo to be fully hard again. Hollow Ichigo brought his fingers to his lips and started coating them with his tongue, making sure to swipe it out between his lips and move it slowly around the digits. The teen watched him with eager pupils and whined at the memory of where that tongue was a little while ago.
'Shhhh. Patience, or else it will hurt.' The hollow's voice was like audible chocolate, filling Ichigo with a ravenous desire.
Once he was sure the next part would be as painless as possible, Hollow Ichigo stopped his preparing and placed his index finger against Ichigo's entrance. The human spread his legs as far as they could go shamelessly, too far gone to care that he behaved like a complete slut. The hollow took a second to enjoy the sight of his king before him, every fibre in his body vibrating with the promise of sex, before he pushed his finger inside.
The intrusion was not altogether unpleasant but Ichigo couldn't help but squirm a little under the sensation. Seeing this, the hollow calmed him down by paying some much needed attention to Ichigo's forgotten cock. Once the youth started to relax Hollow Ichigo added another finger and another one after that in quick succession.
By now Ichigo was moaning again and making lewd noises mixed with profanities. One more thrust of his fingers and he pulled them out. Ichigo's eyes shot open immediately looking beggingly at his hollow, confused at the sudden emptiness. With a wide grin, Hollow Ichigo reduced the boy's frown back to its previous slutty demeanour. He slid inside the perfect warmth of his king slowly, letting Ichigo get used to the feel of him, before suddenly and without warning thrusting in fully.
Ichigo was caught somewhere between slight pain and absolute bliss. As the hollow continued to fuck him, increasing the speed to comply with Ichigo's need, the Shinigami arched his spine and bucked his hips like his life depended on it. One more perfectly aimed deadly thrust and Ichigo reached the second climax. This one stronger than before. Strong enough to make him black out for a few seconds seeing nothing except blinding lights on a completely blank background.
Ichigo snapped awake a second before his head made contact with the floor. He held his throbbing skull with both hands while his mind woke up fully. He half expected to find Hollow Ichigo smirking beside him or saying something to make fun of him for falling out of bed.
His complex broke in a furious blush when he thought of what just happened. No. It was impossible. There was no way that had actually happened. There was no way Hollow Ichigo, his darker side, the sadistic and infuriating Hollow Ichigo was capable of such a drastic change of character. And also, why the bloody hell was he having those kind of dreams? With someone like the hollow no less. He pushed that worry at the back of his mind for now.
'It was just a dream….Ow…' He continued to rub his temple, lessening the pain. 'Falling out of bed…How cliché am I? Oh, my head….'
Hollow Ichigo looked above him at the sky. It was completely different from the stormy grey clouds of a little while ago. A setting sun dressed the clouds in a fiery orange hue and the sky in bright reds. A very sensuous display, almost romantic. The sort of weather which illustrated the flame of Ichigo's passion.
A Cheshire Cat grin stretched across the hollow's lips. The silent air filled with his laughter. The sound vibrated like a broken symphony, crazy and triumphant. The malicious gleam was back in his golden eyes and so was his hollow aura.
Change? Him? As if. Everything went according to plan. Unlike Grimmjow he wasn't a simple animal, constantly hungry and attacking without thinking. He was a more skimming, conniving type of creature. He knew his king well enough to understand that bullying him would get him nowhere. Oh no.
He used Grimmjow's wildness against him. Without realizing it the other sent Ichigo right in his comforting and open arms. While Grimmjow was the first to conquer Ichigo's physical body, Hollow Ichigo attacked the boy's core. His emotions.
Ichigo was as good as his.
XD HIchigo won't go down without a fight!
Thank you for the read and please review! I'll update as soon as I find some time to write some more. (I'll try my best to make the next chapter a hell of a lot faster than this none, but I'm not making any promises...)