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After the Defeat
By : AriaDream
Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male
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The next several weeks followed the pattern Aizen had set for them.

When his turn came to use the shinigami, Starrk could easily see the signs of strain on him. The bruises on the man were only half healed, still very sensitive and painful. And the dull, resigned look on his face… Starrk remembered how strong and clever the man had been when they fought. It seemed wrong that he was suffering so much.

“Does Aizen hate you?” Starrk suddenly asked, as he pulled off his clothing. Shunsui lifted his head, slightly surprised. “He could order Halibel to treat you more gently. Or have the healers treat you more fully.” It seemed like they were only ensuring Shunsui’s survival. They were speeding up the healing of the bruises, but letting him suffer a great deal of pain. They could have done more. Shunsui thought about it for a moment as Starrk came to the bed, preparing the usual injection.

“You know, that’s a good question. I can’t think of any reason he would hate me. Strange…” Kyoraku mused as Starrk gave him the injection. “Perhaps it’s because I’m one of the ones who helped defeat him. By the way, how did Aizen spirit me away? If I simply vanished, wouldn’t it be suspicious?” He asked and Starrk nodded. He knew the answer to that.

“Aizen used his shikai to make one of the arrancar corpses seem to be you. He made it look like his own body had been completely destroyed.” Aizen had told him over a game of chess. They didn’t have a lot to do here so they were playing quite a few games and Starrk was very good at chess. “The only weak point to it is that Kurosaki Ichigo will see the body as it is… but Aizen doesn’t think it’s very likely he’ll attend your funeral.” Shunsui closed his eyes for a moment before nodding.

“No chance. It will be a private funeral on my families’ estates. Juushiro and a few others might be invited but certainly not Kurosaki Ichigo.” He said, sounding drained. “They will not be looking for me.” He didn’t sound at all surprised. “Mmm… you know, I’m starting to like this drug. The closest I have to sake…” He said, his voice starting to slur slightly. Starrk winced.

“That’s… sad.” He muttered as he began working on preparing himself. That still didn’t feel good but he was getting used to it. “Hm.” Foreplay was going to be trickier than usual. Halibel had left an incredible collection of bruises on the man’s body, along with various gashes and cuts. Those had been partially mended, at least, but the bruises were livid. “Ah… I suppose…” It might be easiest to just go directly to a blow job. Starrk blushed a little but began to do that, gripping Shunsui’s flaccid cock and beginning to suck. The flesh quickly firmed, to his relief. It was a bit strange, starting that when the shinigami was limp.

Some pain for Shunsui was unavoidable, though. There were heavy bruises on his hips and Starrk couldn’t avoid them. He mounted the shinigami, ignoring his whimpers as he sank down on that heavy cock. Shunsui groaned, caught up in a combination of pain and pleasure.

“Oh Nanao-chan, that hurts…” He moaned softly and Starrk tried to take it slowly and carefully, to not aggravate the injuries further. “…Starrk…?”

“Shhh.” Starrk gently cupped the man’s cheek, teasing the corner of his mouth with his thumb. Shunsui opened his mouth and Starrk acted on impulse, kissing the shinigami. The lips under his were warm and slightly chapped. Starrk wasn’t entirely sure what to do beyond that, but Shunsui knew. The kiss deepened and Starrk shivered as their tongues tangled together, exploring each other’s mouths. This was his first kiss with anyone. Strange that it was happening after they’d had sex so many times…

Despite his care, the mating got a little rough at the end. That was Shunsui’s fault as much as his own, though. The shinigami lost his control, arching up against him as he tried to get more from the warm body encasing him. That aggravated the wounds and Shunsui whimpered, but didn’t stop. Starrk gasped as his prostate was hit again and again and finally came with a small scream. Several thrusts later Shunsui followed, groaning as he filled the body above him with hot seed. Starrk quickly disentangled himself, relieving the pressure from Shunsui’s hips. The shinigami still made small, pained sounds and Starrk gently smoothed back his hair. As he did, he noticed it was really quite dirty. Someone had clearly been cleaning Shunsui off a bit but they hadn’t been doing a good job. Did he dare…?

“If I can’t handle him in this state, with his powers locked down, I deserve to die.” He muttered to himself before beginning to undo the chains. “I’m giving you a bath.” He said firmly as Shunsui made a confused sound. “So try not to pass out.” The greatest danger was that Kyoraku might drown. The bathtub in his quarters was impressively large, meant for really delicious soaking baths. The shinigami just yawned before muttering something incoherent. Starrk helped the man to his feet, a shoulder beneath his armpit and an arm around him as he helped the shinigami to the bathroom. He gently set Shunsui onto the floor as he began filling the tub. Considering it for a moment, he added some bath salts. He’d always enjoyed the way they felt against his skin.

Turning back to Kyoraku, Starrk wasn’t surprised to see that he’d fallen asleep. An idea came to him and he smiled to himself. He very gently moved the shinigami so his back was against the edge of the bathtub. The edge wasn’t too high, fortunately. Starrk freed his hair from its tie before gently settling Shunsui’s head on the ledge of the bathtub. The effect was much like a salon… His hair slid freely into the water and Starrk used the flexible shower head to dampen the rest of it, using a gentle mist setting. Shunsui opened his eyes as the arrancar began to work the shampoo into his hair, raising a nice lather.

“Huh?” He muttered, lifting his head for a moment. Starrk smiled, gently easing his head back.

“I’m washing your hair. You’re a bit rank.” He explained as Shunsui murmured something that sounded accepting. The bruises were all on the front of his body, probably because Halibel kept him chained down in a similar position. What he was doing now didn’t bother the shinigami at all. “You have beautiful hair, so very thick.” He murmured, running his hands through it before lifting it out of the water to work the shampoo in. “Also very tangled…” The weeks of captivity had definitely not been kind to it. “I’m going to brush this mess when we’re done.”

“You’re so good to me.” Shunsui murmured, still slurring his words. Starrk put that down to drunken babblings as he rinsed everything out with the shower head. Then he started working on the conditioner. Shunsui fell asleep a second time, as he took care of that. Soon, though, he was ready for the actual bath. Gently helping Kyoraku up, he got the man in the tub. And promptly had to grab him as he threatened to slide under the water.

“Shunsui, wake up. You can’t sleep in the bathtub.” Starrk said firmly. He’d been afraid of this. There was a muttered affirmative but as soon as he let go the shinigami started to slide down again. “Kyoraku!” Starrk snarled and there was a pause in the downward motion.

“Yes Nanao-chan?” Shunsui said groggily and Starrk sighed as he realized this wasn’t going to work. The tub was huge, though… it could easily accommodate two. Standing, the Primera stepped into the tub. He had to quickly grab the top of Kyoraku’s head as he went under the water.

“Are you doing this on purpose?” He asked the shinigami suspiciously. With everything that was happening to him, there probably was a great temptation to drown himself. Shunsui didn’t answer, just dozing in his grip. Starrk wedged a knee between his legs, using that to keep him up as he grabbed the bar of soap and began really washing the man. Kyoraku started to quietly snore, undisturbed by the gentle hands cleaning his body.

The snoring stuttered, though, as the drugs began to wear off. Shunsui lifted his head, the collar shifting on his neck. Starrk looked up from his work – he’d been trying to do the shinigami’s legs without removing his knee, not an easy process – and froze as he met curious grey eyes.

“What are you doing?” Shunsui asked and Starrk swallowed, suddenly aware of how close they were to each other. “…Are you washing me?” The shinigami sounded amused and Starrk blushed before scowling.

“Yes, I am. You reek.” He said firmly and Kyoraku chuckled. “Can I get my knee out of your crotch or are you going to keep trying to drown yourself?” He asked and Shunsui looked down, taking in their position.

“Ah, why couldn’t you have let me? …Yes, you can go.” He said with a sigh and Starrk gratefully did that. “I think I can take it from here, thank you.” He said as he took the soap and Starrk watched him warily as he began to clean himself. But it was almost impossible to deliberately drown oneself in a bathtub. Also, he didn’t think Shunsui was suicidal… not yet, anyway. Getting a blow dryer, Starrk came back and settled in to dry the soggy mass that was Kyoraku’s hair. The shinigami gave him a thoughtful glance and Starrk couldn’t guess what was going on behind those calm grey eyes.

“Just enjoy the water while I dry this.” He suggested and Shunsui nodded, leaning back and closing his eyes. It took quite a while to dry the thick strands and Starrk almost enjoyed the process. It gave him a good excuse to run his fingers through that thick, beautiful pelt of hair.

“Am I better in bed now?” Shunsui suddenly asked and Starrk almost choked. That was the last thing he would have expected.

“Yes, you’re better now.” Starrk said after a moment collecting himself and Shunsui smiled, a small curve of lips. “The problem was never you, it was me. I’ve… figured it out.” He admitted, feeling like a child. The shinigami was surely vastly more experienced than him. Shunsui made a small humming sound. Starrk wasn’t sure how to interpret that.

“Anal sex can be difficult.” He said and Starrk nodded as he continued his work with the blow dryer. “Do you even like men?”

“Hm? Oh… yes… I’m bisexual. Most hollows are.” He said honestly and paused to regard Shunsui for a moment. “…I find you attractive.” He admitted as the shinigami chuckled softly. “Do you find me attractive?” Starrk suddenly asked. Was this shinigami bisexual? Shunsui looked at him with a small, sad smile.

“If circumstances were otherwise, I might.” He said lightly and Starrk nodded, understanding. If Shunsui had been free, not a prisoner being used as a sex object… and if Starrk hadn’t been a hollow, a lost and broken soul that shinigami regarded as sub-human at best… Starrk sighed to himself, feeling a sudden weight of depression settling over his soul. Was he just a worthless piece of trash? He suspected he was. After all, he was doing this, wasn’t he? He wasn’t willing to even try refusing. Of course, it would just anger Aizen to no purpose but all the same…

“Come, you should get out. The water must be getting cold.” Starrk said softly and after a moment Shunsui nodded. “Do you want to brush out your hair? I can do it if you like.” The shinigami shook his head as he stood, a touch shaky.

“I can do it.” He said and Starrk nodded, watching as he took the brush and began to attack the mess that was his hair. “I hope I’ll be able to do this more often.” He asked as he struggled with the snarls. Starrk shrugged, taking a seat on the edge of the bathtub.

“If you want, I have no objection.” He said softly. “I can keep you as long as I like.” Aizen set no time limits on his playtime. Shunsui met his eyes for a moment before nodding.

“You are kind.” He said softly and Starrk shook his head. “As kind as you can be.” He amended with a crooked smile and Starrk couldn’t help but smile back.

“That is true. Do you want to stay the night?” He asked, changing the topic slightly. “I’ll still need to chain you but I can loosen them.” Shunsui would not be able to harm him and it would be more comfortable for him. He might be able to harm himself, but Starrk was reasonably sure he wasn’t at that point yet. Shunsui looked back at the mirror, continuing his work on his hair. It was quite stubbornly resisting.

“That would be appreciated.” He said and Starrk felt a fragile trust building between them. Would it last? He wasn’t sure. He still couldn’t trust Shunsui at all, the man was desperate to escape. But who wouldn’t be? Starrk decided to stop thinking about it.

He would enjoy this feeling while it lasted.

Starrk waited patiently for the results of his pregnancy test.

He was deeply hopeful that he might have a success. This was his third week with Shunsui and he’d felt a very powerful connection between their reiatsu’s. Perhaps it was the small kindnesses he’d shown the shinigami, or perhaps just some natural connection. But Starrk really thought something might have happened. Was that just a wistful hope or a real thing, though? He would know in a moment.

“Congratulations!” Szayel said before handing him a printout. Starrk stared at it, feeling his heart swelling with happiness. Could it really be true? Really? “You are a vasto lorde so you’ll be due in the usual nine months. I think I can safely assume you know absolutely nothing about how a male beta would give birth?”

“Err… yes. You can safely assume that.” Starrk said as he felt a sudden jolt of trepidation. Szayel smiled and handed him a… brochure? Pamphlet? Whatever, it looked colorful. Starrk started unfolding it before choking and shutting it again firmly.

“Don’t be a prude. That will give you all the information you need in a format even Yammy could understand.” Szayel said with a sniff and Starrk swallowed hard before tentatively opening the thing again. He felt a little terrified… no, a lot terrified by the diagrams. And the actual pictures of a male Beta in labor… where had Szayel even gotten them? But surely a few of the numeros around Los Noches had been breeding.

“I feel sick.” Starrk muttered and Szayel just crossed his arms, looking at him like he was a moron. “…Thank you.” It would be useful information even if it was scaring the living crap out of him at the moment. He would have to talk to someone about this. But who? Aizen was out of the question and Halibel… Halibel would likely gut him like a trout. Her unhappiness with her new role in things was getting worse, not better.

Only one person occurred to him and Starrk hesitated before deciding to try it. Even if Kyoraku told him to take a hike, he could at least unburden himself a bit before leaving. Handing the materials like they were radioactive, Starrk made his way to the humble cell the shinigami stayed in most of the time. He might be with Halibel but Starrk doubted it.

He was right about that but Shunsui was not in good condition. Starrk hesitated as he looked at the man through the bars of the cell. He was curled up in a ball, his breathing soft and raspy with just the hint of a whimper at the end of each breath. Starrk stepped back for a moment, using his power to create a ball of light over his hand. Tucking the pamphlet under his arm, he pressed the other to the door. The kido lock yielded to him, recognizing his power. It would seal again the instant he closed the door. Then Starrk stepped into the cell.

“Shunsui?” He said softly and the breathing stopped for a moment before Kyoraku looked up. His grey eyes were glazed with tears and there was such pain on his face. “I… I have a soothing cream…” It was something he’d picked up from the medics with Shunsui’s bruises in mind. They’d thought it was for him. Shunsui shook his head rapidly.

“Don’t touch me.” He rasped out and Starrk frowned, not understanding. He knelt beside the man, carefully not touching him.

“I won’t. But why?” He asked before remembering. Halibel’s drug. “Oh. Any touch is amplified?” He asked and Shunsui nodded, closing his eyes. “…Would pleasure help?” He offered, wondering why he was doing it. But he could easily blow the shinigami off. He wouldn’t mind a bit. But Shunsui shook his head.

“No. That hurts too.” He said in a faded whisper and Starrk swallowed, hoping he would never experience that drug. Even the pleasure hurt? He’d never known Halibel could be so sadistic. But she hadn’t been, before she’d lost everything in the world that mattered to her. Male, dominant in nature and shinigami… Shunsui was the perfect outlet for her rage.

“I’m sorry.” Starrk said quietly and just stayed there, waiting for the drug to wear off. It took well over an hour before the shinigami’s body eased, muscles relaxing and breathing finding a more natural rhythm. “Better?” He asked gently and Shunsui nodded, his eyes closed. Then grey eyes opened, looking at him with a bit of life and curiosity.

“Why are you here?” He asked and Starrk hesitated before telling him the truth.

“I thought you should know that my pregnancy test came back positive.” He said softly and saw Shunsui go completely still. Shock flashed across his face before it was stilled into an emotionless mask. “And… and Szayel gave me this.” Starrk held out the offending brochure and Shunsui took it, mystified. Then he stared as he looked at the diagrams. “…I’m scared.” He admitted in a small voice.

“…Well, I don’t blame you. I would be too. This is what is going to happen to you?” He said wonderingly and Starrk nodded, blushing. “My kami. That looks exceedingly painful. I’m sorry?” He said and Starrk couldn’t help but chuckle.

“I just need to share this with someone. Aizen… that would just be wrong. And Halibel would kill me if I dared complain anywhere near her. But this is terrifying me.” Starrk took the brochure back and looked at it again. It didn’t get better a second time. “My balls… what if they don’t come back?” They were supposed to vanish to make room for the birth canal. Szayel’s cheerful little notes indicated that sometimes, rarely, they didn’t come back. Which was really no impediment for a male Beta but made Starrk’s balls feel like they were trying to hide. Shunsui suddenly laughed, and kept laughing as Starrk looked at him in bewilderment.

“Help! My balls… I can’t find them… hahaha…” He laughed until there were tears in his eyes. Starrk was tempted to be annoyed at the mockery of his problem, but he was not immune to the merriment in the air. He smiled, his grey eyes softening as he saw Shunsui truly enjoying himself again. He’d seen a bit of that during their fight, but not too much. The stakes had been too high. But Starrk had thought at the time that Kyoraku was a cheerful man, much of the time.

“Don’t laugh, it might happen.” He said with mock severity as Shunsui grinned. It looked painful, with the bruises on his face. “I do have that cream.” He said before reaching into his hakama’s pocket. Shunsui tensed slightly as he pulled out the small tube. “What?”

“Nothing. This is for my bruises?” He said and Starrk nodded, a little mystified. “It just looks rather suspiciously like the lube you use.” Shunsui said and Starrk blushed lightly before frowning at the shinigami.

“I’m pregnant. I’ll have no need of that for another nine months.” He said and Shunsui blinked, suddenly taken aback as he realized that he would no longer be seeing so much of Starrk. “…If you want, I can bring you to my quarters for recreational purposes.” He said quietly and saw a quick flicker of understanding in those grey eyes. His rooms had a warm bed, a nice bath and the Primera was willing to share them. Shunsui hesitated a moment before sighing softly.

“Perhaps that would be wise.” He said it like he was giving up a piece of his pride. Starrk swallowed, almost wishing he hadn’t made the offer. Shaking that feeling away, he gave Shunsui the cream and watched him apply it. He could see the pain easing and some of the bruises lightening slightly, as the stuff worked its magic. Again, Starrk wondered what Aizen had against the man. It had to be something. He could easily have ordered the medics to use this. Then Starrk pushed the thought away.

He was never going to ask Aizen so he would never know why.
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After the Defeat	By : AriaDream Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3355 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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After the Defeat