Illusion

I haven't written a fanfiction in so long, and this is my very first bleach fanfic. owo this'll be interesting. Of course just to clarify I do not own bleach.

I myself am trans and always wondered if an ideal, real, perfect SRS was accomplished what the patient would think, as in if comparable would a man prefer having sex like women, and vice versa. So this story kind of follows along those lines.

I hope you all enjoy ^w^ I would love to hear what people have to say ^w^ so please leave a review. I might update this, improve it a bit, since I know it can be better. XD

Otherwise the review fairy will come and give you herpes Owo.... i won't say how >.> I'll leave that for you to find out on your own. ._.


and this is my first story so i didn't know i had to enable reviews ;-; sorry to those who tried but were denied ^w^;;;

Dorian Hoppie

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Soul Society's ex taicho had advantages even in the world of hollows. He'd fooled everyone in soul society, he was even fooling his once mortal enemies. Aiding them, using them, twisting them in his palms.

Aizen Sousuke had gained more power than he had ever had before. No more hiding, no more bending the truth. Almost everyone knew of his power.

He'd grown bored of watching the new intruders wandering the wasteland outside his fortress, ordering all his pawns to lie in wait.

Why bother with them? They couldn't touch him now. Nobody could. They would one by one appear before him, or he would find them. What a twisted world he would weave for their subconscious frailty.

He'd left the main room, the long table they all sat at while discussing their affairs and duties. The Hogyoku was residing in it's little cylindrical case, glowing softly as Aizen passed by.

He looked away from the room, down the hall to a small window over looking the vast wasteland outside of Los Noches. Coming to a stop just before the corner turned from the window, he smiled. "You have news for me.... Ulquiorra..."

"Yes..." came the low monotone response.

But Aizen could hear the irritation in the Arrancar's voice, no matter how monotone. "You wish to go after him?"

"Not him, it's Grimmjow I wish to stop, he's gone to fight."

"That's what I meant..." Aizen laughed, Turning to the small pale form. "He's restless, let him go have his fun.

"What if-"

"We have Orihime...."

"..." Ulquiorra shifted uneasily in his spot.

"Come..." Aizen turned to head down the stairs, alighting two steps before he heard the hesitant footsteps begin to follow. "We simply have to wait, distract ourselves." A light grin tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"Sir..."

"I have a task for you..." Aizen smiled over one shoulder at the Arrancar, noticing his expression brighten a bit. Yes, a task will make him happy. He thought. Ulquiorra was good at tasks.

They both felt distant surges of Reiatsu, Aizen continued on down the hall, another flight of stairs. He stopped only when Ulquiorra stopped at a window, gazing out at the battle to far off to see.

"Ulquiorra, your task awaits, I promise it'll wane your apprehension." He said softly, holding a hand out before his own room. Ulquiorra looked to Aizen, a question appearing on his face before it was wiped aside, he stepped forth into the room, by his leader.

"I will accept your task..." He said, looking around the room of the ex taicho. He'd only ever seen the room's contents from outside the door frame, Ulquiorra had never entered said room.

"You accept it so willingly even before you know what it is." Aizen said, shutting the door behind him.

"It can't be that horrible... bathroom duties..." He stated as an example, in that same monotone voice.

Aizen laughed softly, removing his zanpaktou gently, placing it on the table lining the wall, it's white surface gaining a dark shadow just beneath the blades body. "No, nothing like that, I like to think you'll enjoy this task."

Ulquiorra didn't suspect anything yet, he moved to the open closet, looking at the taicho's garment inside, gaining dust. It held a strange feeling for him, he didn't fear it, but he held some sort of resentment for it, even though it's owner had abandoned it's meaning long ago. "What is your task sir?" He asked softly, he turned to see Aizen's zanpaktou sitting on the table, he'd never seen the ex taicho remove his blade. Suspicion suddenly grew on his face, now he knew this wasn't an ordinary task. "Sir?"

"Ulquiorra, do you know how I fooled soul society? How I destroyed their tower of strength and left with two comrades?" He asked, his eyes focusing on dusting off the edge of the table absentmindedly.

"You're....... zanpaktou, wasn't it? You can create illusions..." What was Aizen getting at, he didn't doubt his sincere wish to lead them all to power, but worry tugged at the Arrancar's nerves, was he fooling them as well?

"Yes, I hypnotized them all, if you will."

"Are you hypnotizing your comrades now?" A plain question, he didn't expect an honest answer, or he did if he was about to die.

"Not yet..."

Not yet? What did that mean? "I don't understand..."

Aizen lifted the zanpakto, feeling Ulkuiorra's reaitsu flare softly. "You're going to live..." He said to reassure him.

"And the others?"

"They'll be fine as well, this is just a small.... Itch I've had, and it's your task to satisfy it." He removed Kyoka Suigetsu from it's sheath gently, smiling as he did so.

Ulquiorra didn't quite know what to think, he wasn't going to die, but his task was to "satisfy an itch..." his nerves still felt bothered but not in the same way.

"I've always been curious about something, and you're going to help me." Aizen set the empty sheath back on the table, walking slowly to the Arrancar, sensing his unsteady nerves. "I'm sure you'll enjoy it."

"sir..." he said, taking a step back, his foot hitting the foot of the bed. "What is this task you have in mind, at least tell me..."

"I want you to see it."

Ulquiorra spread his feet, reaching his hand down to his zanpakto then gasping. "gone..." his blade wasn't there, or was it and he was simply being fooled. "If I resist?"

"you may if you wish, it might make this more exciting." Aizen laughed softly, his sword held loosely by his side.

It was then that Ulquiorra noticed, his stance, his reiatsu, the way he held his sword. He looked down over his leader's body, noticing the lack of any fighting stance resemblance. It was also at that moment that he noticed the slight bulge in Aizen's hakama. "A-... Aizen!" He gasped, backing up and once again hitting the bed, this time tipping over onto the mattress.

Aizen's eyes flared at the mention of his name, this Arrancar was always so proper and followed orders perfectly. He appeared before Ulquiorra before he could move, his eyes sharp as he gazed upon the pale beauty. "Would you deny your leader such lovely flesh?" Aizen asked softly.

"... s-sir?" Ulquiorra blushed, he was lovely? He didn't think he was hideous but to have another man call him lovely, his leader even, a man he admired... He felt himself trembling and breathed softly. "n-no..."

"... good.." Aizen purred, leaning down slowly, watching ulquiorra till his eyes passed beyond the Arrancar's chin, blocking his view.

What was he doing down there? Ulquiorra felt the other's hair brushing up under his chin and shivered, he fell silent and still for the most part, waiting for what ever was about to happen. Then, just at that moment a soft warm presence made itself known, a wet sensation tickling his neck. He felt it travel down over his adams apple, drawing closer to that spot.

He'd wondered what this would feel like, it gave him shivers. It was true that even he wondered of the sensation of someone infiltrating the small hollows hole in his neck.

He gasped loudly, arching up under Aizen, feeling almost instantly the warm sensation from his stomach plummeting to his legs, his groin, until finally. "What?!"

Aizen stopped his ministrations, smiling softly and looked up. The look on Ulquiorra's face was astounding. "You've noticed... finally..." He purred, his hand instantly traveling up along Ulquiorra's inner thigh through his hakama , the Arrancar's eyes widening even more so. What was there... What was supposed to be there. What Aizen's hand should've found... was indeed not there at all.

"Where..... what...." He stuttered, staring up at nothing, his legs shut quickly, trying to find it but it was gone... Instead, something else was there. Aizen undid the tie around Ulquiorra's waist and slid his hand in, laughing as the Arrancar jumped "Your fingers are cold..." he complained.

"Not for long..." Aizen responded, his fingers traveled slowly and softly through the curly hairs, smooth skin beneath, till the hair stopped, and just below, a tiny fold in the skin, one that lead further. Ulquiorra almost screamed, he drew in a deep breath then held it, pulling himself away from Aizen for a moment.

"No no, I want you to feel this..." Aizen's voice purred against Ulquiorra's hollows hole. As he did so, licking its edge softly Ulquiorra gasped yet again, feeling himself leak for a moment, a sudden tiny spasm inside him, pushing out from between his legs. "you see?" Aizen said, having caught the fluid on his two fingers. Ulquiorra shut his eyes tight, hiding his face, he didn't know what to think of this.

Aizen removed his hand, lifting it up between their faces. "Look..." He said, and Ulquiorra did so, removing his hands slowly, his eyes clouded. He saw on the two tips of Aizen's fingers, a translucent liquid, glistening. "It smells good too..." The fingers were held under his nose and he inhaled softly, still horrified and fell back on the bed.

"It's not... permanent is it?" He asked, frightened of the answer.

"No..... not unless you want it to be..." He smiled.

Ulquiorra shuddered softly as Aizen slid his hand, wet fingers and all, down over his stomach again. With his other hand he unzipped the white jacket, opening it up as he dove down again, his tongue tickling the hole softly. The Arrancar felt those fingers that were indeed warmer now rub the soft fold.

This felt so wrong to him, he wasn't sure if he could take it, but after a moment longer, those fingers slipped through the liquid, into the fold itself, not inside but enough to run up between the lips. He felt a hot sharp shock run up his spine and yelped. Aizen sat up quickly, but his face showed he knew what had happened. He'd seen it several times before, mostly with Hinamori. Aizen rubbed the tiny nub, feeling it grow bigger. He watched as Ulquiorra's eyes widened, his mouth hung open and his fingers gripped the sheets tightly. "What is that?!" He gasped, his chest heaving while he caught his breath, he'd been holding it.

"It's your clitoris" Aizen said. I don't have a clitoris, I have a penis... were Ulquiorra's first thoughts. He felt the sharp zings continue to run up his spine, making his gut squirm. "How does it feel?" That soft purr came again.

"My...... heels feel hot..." he whispered almost inaudibly.

"Your heels?"

Ulquiorra nodded, his heels, with each stroke he felt tiny pin pricks of heat on the bottoms of his feet, his mind slipping slowly. "aizen..." That monotone voice was beginning to fail, his visage breaking before Aizen Sousuke.

He grinned, watching the Arrancar, dipping down again, giving long slow strokes to both Ulquiorr's hollows hole and his newly found hole. Ulquiorra closed his eyes. He wasn't used to the clitoris yet, for now the strokes were enough to cause him to lose sense of things, his world spinning. He felt the tiny hole in his neck invaded by fingers and moaned. Finally. Aizen responded with a soft purr of his own, having only dreamed of the sounds Ulquiorra might make.

Expert hands were able to untangle the mess of cloth around the Arrancar's waist, sliding it down over his legs one at a time.

Ulquiorra hid his face behind trembling hands as these new sensations continued, his body becoming more and more animated. He could feel teeth pulling at the edge of his hollows hole and muffled a loud moan behind his hands. He looked up at Aizen as the other sat up, scooting down a bit more between Ulquiorra's legs. "wha-what are you doing?" He asked timidly.

"I'm going to listen to what sounds you're capable of producing...." Aizen lifted one of the Arrancar's legs, his fingers tickling just behind his knee softly while he kissed the side, followed by another kiss, and another, each one further up the leg from the last.

"Aizen... I don't know if I can...."

"Can what?" Aizen asked, kneeling down on his elbows, he blew over Ulquiorra's new folds softly, watching his reaction.

The number four Espada shivered, shutting his eyes tightly. "It's so weird, I can't..... stand..." He felt something part the lips, something warm. A loud gasp echoed within the white walls and he allowed his spine to arch sharply.

Aizen looped his arms under Ulquiorra's legs and over his belly, his fingers locking while he paid more attention to the tiny nub.

Ulquiorra couldn't hold himself, he couldn't keep his mouth shut. He turned his head to one side and gathered some of the bedding in his mouth, biting down on it, a loud noise pouring into it.

How splendid, Aizen watched him up over the Arrancar's chest, rising and falling. Even if it was all just an illusion the Arrancar tasted better than most of the women he'd gone down on. He slid his tongue in as far as it would go, grinning against the wet warmth as Ulquiorra nearly squealed, pushing down against him.

"Aizen please..." the gathered bit of bedding was absolutely soaked from his mouth and he sat up on his elbows, looking down at the other between his legs, panting.

"Please?" Aizen responded softly, enjoying how powerless Ulquiorra was at controlling himself. "Please what?"

"It's too much." The response came instantly, Ulquiorra still slightly out of breath.

"Oh? How does it feel?" He asked, sitting up on the edge of the bed.

"It.... feels hot...."

"Is that all?" The ex Taicho ran his hand up the inside of Ulquiorra's thigh, watching him closely as the Arrancar shivered.

"... and, big..."

"Big?" He raised an eyebrow, wondering if Ulquiorra was in fact more modest than he'd expected.

".... Swollen..." He didn't like the sound of that word, but it described the sensation almost perfectly. Hot and swollen.

"And this frightens you. Do you wish that I stop?" Aizen said, testing Ulquiorra, pulling away from him.

What the Arrancar was left with was the unsatisfied burning that seemed to intensify and burn deeper, slowly, rising. He'd walked himself into a nasty trap, in fact he didn't want him to stop, well he did. Now that he was only growing more and more uncomfortable however the Arrancar bit back a soft whimper.

Aizen smiled softly at Ulquiorra, returning to the bed. "I suppose stopping for a moment will have a positive result." He whispered as his face neared Ulquiorra's slowly.

"Result? What does that mean?" He felt soft fingertips, again cooled from the surrounding air, brush over the hot folds once again. Only this time, the temperature seemed to increase from that touch, a slow revolving sensation in his thighs reaching up into his stomach and the fingers stroked softly. It wasn't hard enough. He couldn't hold back as he moved against the fingers, moaning louder at the sensation, being satisfied almost, the build up of heat and discomfort was washed away as Aizen's palm finally grinded hard against his pubic bone, the new clit trapped between hand and bone.

"I'd say that's a positive result, wouldn't you?" The soft whisper blew across his cheek and Ulquiorra closed his eyes, nodding softly. It was decided then, he didn't want to stop, no matter how new and terrifying this may be, it felt too good to stop. "Do you still want me to stop?"

"no...." the word seemed so small and fragile on the Arrancar's voice, about to break softly under Aizen's power. He laid back in the sheets, his arms by the sides of his head. There was one more thing to do, one more thing to follow that Ulquiorra had been waiting for. He felt soft warm lips brush over his, opening them slowly, a clash of breath meeting between them.

Aizen locked softly over the Arrancar's lips, sealing them tightly but softly, responding to the soft moan he felt through the kiss. The moment only grew with them both as Ulquiorra rose to brush against his leader, trembling beneath him.

"how does it feel?" came the question against Ulquiorra's lips.

"Dizzy... hollow..." He responded, shivering at the word. He felt hollow, how strange. "This is what you wanted to test? To see how different it would be for a man to feel what a woman feels during sex?"

"Sort of..." Aizen answered while he sat up, removing his jacket, and untying the sash around his waist slowly. "Even though that's the purpose of an illusion I myself do not understand how a woman feels during sex.

How a woman feels, he had actually wondered what that felt like, he'd heard they have more nerve endings in the tiny clitoris nub than a man had through out his entire penis, or something along those lines. "Then how...."

"I've done my homework, over the years, with female companions, I asked them to explain to me in detail how this feels." When he said 'how this feels' he gave the tiny nub a rub and smiled when Ulquiorra shivered.

"So... it's not exactly, how it feels for women."

"Right... it is imperfect, but I'm sure we'll find out some how, how to compare the two reactions." Aizen stood for a moment, letting his hakama fall to the floor with a soft flutter.

Ulquiorra blushed, having never seen his leader like this before. They weren't completely unfamiliar but never had their relationship been this familiar before, he expected maybe Gin to be better acquainted than himself, in fact he knew it to be so.

Aizen smiled again, kneeling down over Ulquiorra laying so that they're bodies just barely touched, his strong arms holding him up just above the Arrancar's face.

"Wait... I won't.... get pregnant right?" Ulquiorra asked, he didn't particularly like children, and the thought of going through something a woman went through just after experiencing how women had sex, would be far to much for him.

"No, Kyoka Suigetsu isn't that powerful." Aizen assured him. "That's still God's realm of creation, something even a powerful zanpaktou couldn't replicate." He breathed softly, finally letting the hard member aching, as Ulquiorra had been earlier, brush against the hot nether regions of the man beneath him. The thought truly was astounding, almost completely real. The reaction Ulquiorra gave him caused a soft moan before being cut off by a harsh kiss. The Arrancar wrapped his arms around its master's neck, pulling himself closer.

Such reality driving the sexual energy between them, completely fabricated yet so powerful. He was pleased with himself, the research he'd done in his spare time had definitely aided his test.

Ulquiorra's louder moan pulled Aizen out of his triumph and he moaned back, feeling the not long ago cool headed dull Arrancar's body rise up against his and grind mercilessly against his erection. Never once had he heard of Ulquiorra's sex life, not doubting that he had one, but also not doubting the possibility of it being less of a priority to him. This however, the way he was moving, suggested he definitely had experience, and perhaps had been starving himself recently.

The ex taicho whispered Ulquiorra's name softly against his lips, enjoying the reaction as the smaller man writhed slowly against him.

"Aizen... sama..." That proper side seemed to have odd timing, although it wasn't entirely tasteless, Aizen humored the hollow, grinding fiercely almost against his groin, meriting a loud moan. "please...."

That word again. "Please what?" He whispered, reaching a hand down to situate himself a bit more, brushing the head of his cock just before the soft folds, probing gently.

Ulquiorra wined softly, feeling the member testing his flesh. "that.... Please..." his pleas were growing fainter, his usually pale face a deep flush.

"That?"

"Don't tease me..." he threatened, Aizen felt the Arrancar's reiatsu flare slightly and he chuckled, pushing more and more against him. He lathered his fingers through the folds momentarily to coat over his length, rubbing it between the Arrancar's lips, listening to his strained moans as he tried to keep control.

"Do you want this to be realistic or painless?" He asked before probing the soft flesh again gently.

"What am i?" Ulquiorra asked, realizing it may actually hurt, but he could handle that, even if it was sex he could handle the sensation of first times. This would be his second first time through out his hollow life. "No, just do it..." he said and closed his eyes.

Aizen kissed the Arrancar softly before pressing forward, through the warmth. He'd made Ulquiorra's illusion as though he'd been reborn, so as such the Arrancar cried out softly, biting his bottom lip. He was tight. Aizen had to stop a moment to regain his cool head, not that it would last though.

Ulquiorra arched beneath him, his legs spreading wider as he felt his insides stretched, it felt so strange. Once he felt the soft pubes of his leader brush against his own, Aizen's sac resting just below there, against his rear, Ulquiorra let a long held breath loose, panting. He moved slowly against the new sensation and gasped, it felt so odd to him.

"how is it?" came the soft breath over his ear. Ulquiorra moaned softly, ignoring the pain. Aizen saw this and moved, pulling himself from the Arrancar slowly before sliding back in.

"Haa, it's slick..." He said softly. Perfect. That's what Aizen wanted to hear. That was the first thing Hinamori noticed her first time.

"Is it good?" He asked, his voice failing him now as he slid back into the tight warmth.

Ulquiorra answered with a louder moan, "again..." he gasped.

Aizen responded with another faster withdrawal then pushing back in more quickly. The sound of Ulquiorra's voice rising even further drove him to quicker thrusts, earning him moans from the beautiful hollow. The fluids seemed to increase and the slickness grew, making it that much better for them both.

After a minute of gradually quickening thrusts, Ulquiorra felt something strange. It went unnoticed at first but as Aizen continued he started gasping sharply. "What is that?" He wined, hiding his contorted face in Aizen's chest.

"it... might be your g spot...." He responded.

"I thought, the clit was my-"

"The clit is another penis."

"what?" Aizen laughed at the Arrancar's confusion, slowing his thrusts, he reached between them, still thrusting but also giving the small nub a few hard strokes, running circles around it.

Ulquiorra gasped loudly, arching sharply against Aizen, the combination of the two was unbearable, he felt the foundation of the bed fall away from him and a void closing around him. The sensation filled every inch of him and he seemed to tremble after each timed thrust and stroke.

"The clit is the same as the penis, it's made from the same hardening tissue, it's just not as developed, and more sensitive. This nerve..." he gave the nub an even harder stroke, causing Ulquiorra to whimper. "and this nerve..." Aizen bucked his hips, aiming for what he hoped he'd been stimulating all along. Ulquiorra shivered at the sudden sensation and turned his head away panting. "Are the same nerve..."

"Aizen, I can't...." Ulquiorra started, out of breath, then stopped, he couldn't say it, it felt too embarrassing.

"Can't what?" Aizen had continued the thrusts, humping faster and faster. The Arrancar beneath him seemed lost, his arms gripped tightly at the sheets but he still couldn't feel where he was. "Are you close?" He whispered in Ulquiorra's ear.

The smaller man responded with a long loud moan, ending in a whimper as he bit his lip, nodding. "Please.... Please..." he began to utter completely incoherent sentences, if they could be called sentences. He was totally lost now. Ulquiorra bucked fiercely at his leader, meeting each thrust without meaning to, trembling as Aizen continued to stimulate him both inside and outside, rubbing both ends of the wondrous nerve till he began screaming out into the white room.

Aizen himself was close, this display wracked his mind in it's fragile state, anything could set him off now. He leaned forward, managing to keep up with the pleasuring of both the hollow's g spot and his clit. He found that dark hollows hole and nibbled at it clumsily, resting his lips over it and breathing into it.

Ulquiorra couldn't hold on any longer, he cried out loudly, arching against the body above him, his legs rising up and wrapping tightly around Aizen's waist. He was pulled in, as deep as he would go, the Arrancar's muscles inside wrapping tightly around him, twisting and grinding around his cock, pulling it in pushing it out. He grunted against Ulquiorra's neck, trying to keep quiet while he listened to the Arrancar as he rode out his second, first orgasm. He himself spill suddenly inside, bucking quickly to feel those muscles twist around him more, milking all of his seed out before he collapsed, feeling that Ulquiorra too had given up on his writhing orgasm, moaning on each exhale while it continued in his mind to wrack his body.

"How is it?" he whispered, kissing Ulquiorra's neck softly, not worrying about crushing the strong Arrancar beneath him.

"I feel cool.... Suddenly...." He breathed, trembling still while his lungs worked hard to regain the air lost during his orgasm. "You may have ruined me..." he complained, swallowing hard.

"How so?" Aizen asked, scooting up a bit before kissing him softly.

"That was so unreal yet almost too much to handle. I don't know if I want to have sex with what I had before again..." He sounded somewhat worried.

"Do you want breasts next time?"

"No. I like being what I am, but that.... That's too much." Uquiorra wasn't gay, but he wasn't straight, he'd simply never thought of what he was, he was drawn to what ever he was drawn to, most of them happened to be men, if they were women they were small breasted, he seemed to dislike breasts greatly.

Aizen laughed and pulled out of the Arrancar, feeling the wet spot beneath them. "You came..." He groaned as he collapsed next to Ulquiorra.

"Of course I did..." The Arrancar didn't know why that was necessary to point out.

"No as in, you ejaculated." Aizen laughed into the bedding softly.

"I what?"

"Women ejaculate." Apparently he hadn't been with that many women, he actually didn't know that, or he did but he didn't know how much.

He sat up stiffly, wincing at the slight discomfort and felt the bedding between his legs. "It... feels like I.... urinated...." He blushed at what he had just said.

"But you should know, even as a man it's the same, so obviously you did not urinate." Aizen reassured him, this did indeed seem like Ulquiorra's first time.

"Ew..." Ulquiorra said and crawled over Aizen to get to a dry spot of bed, curling up beside his leader. Aizen laughed at his reaction and yawned.

Ulquiorra joined him in the yawn then gasped softly, something cold. "How'd it get over here?" He sat up and turned, finding Kyoka Suigetsu, Aizen's zanpaktou. "It...." He gazed down at himself, finding once again, an old companion had rejoined them. "You ended the illusion?" He asked, rubbing his welcomed cock a bit before collapsing back on the bed.

"I'm tired...." The ex taicho mumbled and placed a lazy heavy hand over Ulquiorra's face to quiet him. The Arrancar grunted and pulled the hand away from his face, draping it over his shoulder while he once again curled up. He smiled weakly at the ex taicho as he began to pass out, the Arrancar following him slowly into a much appreciated slumber.

What an interesting way to pass the time while the intruders neared Aizen's fortress. Grimmjow may regret rushing off to fight, he wondered if he would tell the Sexta Espada what had happened. It might be entertaining.


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