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Abandon Us	By : yin13147 Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2175 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I lust for you... because I love you. But I will make sure that no one else touches you. I love you that I will make sure you're mine for eternity. There are times when I don' know I'm doing this, there are times when I wonder what is the real reason to why I would sin this much for you. I devoted myself to God, but devoting myself to you would make me go against Him and I'm confused. Up to now, though how many times I take you, I still am in the same dilemma.
Aizen just finished doing 'it' with him again. He didn't have to worry about getting caught, since the time is already at midnight and everybody else is asleep. He caressed the sixteen year-old's soft cheek who moaned softly in return, his body shifting closer to his own as his head found comfort on his chest. He tousled the orange hair, kissing his forehead tenderly and hugging the boy even closer. "Ichigo... no matter what, you'll always be mine." He whispered with the obvious and determined possessiveness in his voice, before getting up and putting clothes on.
Though Ichigo forgot, he remembered. Back then, he wasn't a priest, or a follower of God. He was a mere nobody, left with no choice but to survive in the streets of cruelty, a kind hand saved him, the hand that now he kept on holding and feeling.

- Flashback -
Bruises didn't allow him to walk too far, and he stayed by a corner for a short rest. His head was bleeding, his lip was split, and some of his bones were cracked. Yet he never cried about it or made a small sound to say that it hurts, even if no one was around to hear him. He only made a small smile, not out of happiness but because he could imagine how pathetic he was to be beaten up almost everyday, and having to put up with hunger and thirst.
If ever there was food, it would be hard bread at the brink of spoiling, and when it comes to drinks it would only be strong alcohol. He always told himself that living is hopeless, yet ironically, he would grasp at every chance to make it through another day in the streets. After the long hours of bitter rain, he continued crouching at the same spot where he sat for almost a day. Everyone who passed by didn't even try to give him anything, let alone a penny. All but one, who was a young child.
A red apple balancing on a small palm was extended to him, and he looked up to see a young child with short orange hair. "You're hungry?" The childish and innocent voice asked accompanied with a gentle smile. He hesitated for a moment, before taking the fruit and taking a large bite without saying a word. "Thanks." He muttered after eating half of the fruit. "It's no problem. I wanted to help you either way." The boy replied, his smile widening. The honest expression caused him to feel the loud thumping of his chest for a second. "Oh, I should get going. Mommy's calling for me." With a wave of goodbye, he ran off after giving him one more smile.
A hand reached out for the boy, but he immediately pulled back and the fingers caressed the soft red skin. With a sad smile, he whispered a few words while looking at the apple. "So God does exist..." He finished the last of it and threw it away. His thoughts of the kind boy never faded away. To him, though he never asked for the boy's name, he could see that he was an angel sent to guide over him.
- Flashback -

Now I found my angel again, and I tainted his purity with my bare hands. Once an angel of light, he slowly starts to become an angel of darkness.
"Aizen... stop..." He nearly screamed with ecstasy as he bounced on his lap, the motion causing the bed to make squeaky sounds. Ichigo bit his lip, trying to not wake the others up and risk getting caught. He buried his head beneath the broad shoulder, his eyes teary from the mixed emotions in his heart. Aizen made his thrusts a little slower, wanting to be gentle on the boy for today. Ichigo pulled his head back so their eyes would meet, and they slowly leaned close to each other before their lips met.
Unlike the other kisses before, this one was gentle and sweet. A tan hand caressed his brown hair, the softness of the locks massaging his fingers. Ichigo's tight and desperate embrace of the older man loosened, until when the hands were holding the shoulders. Soon enough, the kiss was broken, and they started moving again, but this time it was not so fast and rough. The teen made soft and low moans each time he lowers his body down, and a hand rubbed his back for comfort.
There are times when I would regret it, that I would stain your unique innocence, but something deep in my head and heart said that it didn't matter as long as you belonged to me, as long as you were bound to me for eternity.
But eventually the pace went faster the more they got drawn in, and Ichigo took the initiative by claiming the older man's lips so that he wouldn't make such a loud noise. Their tongues tangled and danced without restraint, and they tried to keep their lips together until the end but unfortunately the need for oxygen was necessary. "I'm close... Aizen..." He whimpered, a tear falling down that he licked away that made the boy shiver.
"I'm close too..." He whispered close to the ear. The pleasure was getting too much for Ichigo and after a while he reached his climax, pearly streams shooting in the air. He shuddered when he felt hot fluid fill him inside, and made a small hiss of pain when he felt teeth bite his neck. He knew that it would bruise but it didn't matter. Both of them fell down on the bed, as he panted for air.
Aizen hugged him close, and Ichigo looked up at his brown eyes before his lips were claimed, as gently as they can. Ichigo's hand touched the priest's firm chest, and could feel the powerful pulses from his heart. From that, he could hear his own heartbeats beating in sync, and his cheeks burned up. "Aizen..." He murmured, as the man pecked his forehead. He fell asleep shortly after from the fatigue of sex, and Aizen followed him in engaging into a deep slumber.
It was because of you why I became a priest, and the second time I saw you again, I nearly forgot who you are. But when I saw your smile, I immediately realized it was you. Now, I wonder if I should have let you stayed as innocent as you were.
He smiled at the peaceful face that the brunette made when he woke up an hour later. He continued looking at the face that was as peaceful as a child's, until when the latter woke up. "You had a good sleep?" Were his first words and Ichigo nodded. "Hey, Aizen... can I ask you something?" Ichigo asked after a moment of complete silence. "What is it?" He replied, his voice so smooth that it gave the boy goosebumps.
"I know we have been doing this for a long while now, and I wanted to know if... if you..." He trailed off, afraid of saying the last words. A hand touched his cheek when Aizen saw his hesitance. "Don't push yourself to say things you're not ready to say yet." But Ichigo said it anyway, after a deep breath. "Do you love me?" This was a surprise, for he never asked that once in their 'relationship'.
Minutes passed and he gave no reply. Ichigo took this answer as a no, and his heart gave the most agonizing pain yet, and tears filled his eyes. Aizen sat up as Ichigo left the bed, clothing himself before running away. He couldn't say a word, but seeing the boy disappear gave his own heart the same pain that the teen felt.
I lust for you... because I love you. Now I have to choose, God... or you. But I see God in you. How can I choose just one? I want to remain loyal, but how can I keep you in my heart?
Ichigo, don't abandon me.
To be continued...
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