Title: A Touch of Insanity
Rating: M - yaoi
Summary: Ichigo now lives with Aizen in Los Noches but he is not quite himself. What made him this way? Why is he with Aizen?
It always starts with a touch, the simplest of caresses. That is how it starts, but he always falls back into the nightmare. The wish for escape and an end is too fleeting and never fully granted to him. Empty, hollow laughter erupts from his throat. The sound is chilling. There is no emotion in it, no warmth, just nothingness.
"Ichigo, what amuses you?" asks a deep voice.
"Nothing, absolutely nothing." was the reply.
"Hmm…"
Deep brown eyes watch an orange haired teen pace. Ichigo wore no top just the black hakama with white obi.
"Why don't you come here Ichigo?" A brown haired man held out his hand, still seated in a white throne like chair. "Come, I promise you will feel better."
"Okay, Aizen-sama." The young man said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes. Obediently, he walked over, taking the offered hand.
Ichigo is pulled across Aizen's lap. He allowed his head to fall onto a wide shoulder, turning his face into the other man's neck. No longer letting himself think, he relaxes and sinks into Aizen.
"Do you love me, Ichigo?"
"Hai, Aizen-sama, always, forever." Ichigo replies quietly.
Since his face was hidden, Ichigo did not see the disturbingly haughty smile that flashed across Aizen's face. A larger hand runs up and down the naked back in a soothing gesture. The other hand ran through surprisingly soft hair. Brining his lips to Ichigo's ear, he nibbles and sucks.
"You will stay with me forever, will you not?"
"Hai, Aizen-sama, always, forever."
"And you are mine." He does not ask but states.
"Hai, Aizen-sama, yours always and forever."
Ichigo is tilted over the arm of the chair, while Aizen kisses and licks his way down his neck. The orange haired young man tilts his head to the side, offering himself. Both of his hands lightly buried in brown hair, he knows better than to tug. A moan ripped from deep within him. The older man cups the younger's erection through clothing.
Aizen slowly untied the obi and slipped his hand under the material of the hakama.
"Do you want this Ichigo?" Aizen's deep voice caused shivers to run up and down the young man's spine.
"Oh…" gasp, "yes… please …" Ichigo arched up into the hand cupping him. This was what he seemed to need. To lose all sense of self in pleasure seemed to bring some sanity back to his eyes. Those warm amber globes seemed to glow with emotion and need. "Yes… I need this. I need you. Please, please Aizen-sama."
Brown hair fell into his face as he maneuvered the teen around in his lap. A now naked Ichigo straddled him, while his own hakama was pooled around his feet.
"Ride me Ichi." Commanded Aizen.
Ichigo, with no preparation and no lubrication, impaled himself upon Aizen.
"Aaahh!" It was a scream of pain and pleasure. Not waiting for more than a moment, the boy started to ride up and down on the older man's cock. His face was scrunched up in concentration and want. The orange haired teen maneuvered around until his prostate was hit each time he came down. "Nnnggh! Yes! Oh god yes!"
Aizen grabbed hold of the teen, assisting him. He thrust harder up into Ichigo. His dark brown eyes met glazed amber.
"This… is what… you want… what you need…? Shall I go harder?"
"Yeeeess!" Ichigo wailed.
Aizen threw the boy to the floor and flipped him to his hands and knees before thrusting harshly back inside.
"Aaaargh! More… more… ha…harder, deeper!" Ichigo cried, backing into every thrust.
With the hard pace they set, it did not take them long before cumming. Ichigo collapsed with Aizen still on top of him.
Still, breathing harshly, and slowly coming down from his sex high, Ichigo let out a contented sigh.
"Love you Sousuke."
"I love you too Ichigo." Aizen rolled himself off of the teen and onto his back. "Do you feel better?"
"Yes," Ichigo yawned and scooted himself over onto the older man's chest. "I am sorry for being such a burden to you."
With a deep rumbling laugh, Aizen looked deeply into Ichigo's eyes.
"You are not a burden and doing this is by no means troublesome."
Ichigo chuckled at that.
"I know that sex is not something most people would say no to. That is not what I am talking about. I … I've been losing myself a lot lately. What if I can't come back from it? What if… I never get over this? I don't want to have your love turn into pity. I don't want to have you tied down taking care of me when you could be happy." A couple of tears flowed out of Ichigo's eyes.
"First, I make love to you. Second, I knew you were broken before I picked you up and brought you into my life. I made the choice Ichigo. I will not leave you and I will not pity you by any means. Your strength drew me to you from the beginning and your strength will see you triumph over this."
"Um… Aizen-sama?"
A timid voice called out to him as he left his rooms.
"Yes Inoue-san. What may I do for you?"
"About Kurosaki-kun…. Is he alright? I mean after everything…they did, is he getting better?" Inoue Orihime's grey eyes shone with concern.
"He is getting better Inoue-san. It will take some time. Physically he is fine thanks to you. Unfortunately the emotional and mental scars are still there." Aizen lay a comforting hand on Inoue's shoulder. In the past, this would have made her flinch and want to cringe away, now all she did was look up at the man with hope in her eyes. "He just needs some time. He has had fewer episodes this week. Why don't you come and visit him tonight. Have some dinner with him. He has been more lucid, maybe he will recognize you this time. For now, he happens to be sleeping."
As Aizen walked off, Inoue looked on with sad eyes. Turning to the door and knowing that it would be locked, she laid her hand softly on the white wood and a tear ran down her cheek.
"Kurosaki-kun, please get better."
I wanted to make this longer but well.... I only have a general outline of what I want. I have been slowly figuring out how I want to go about this story. Sorry for any confusion, things will be explained as we go.
Let me know what you think. Any questions are welcomed, will help me fill in parts of this story.
Thanx for reading!