Illusion

This is my first time writing a story on this site with chapters so my add chapter option... might not be working.... or I\'m not giving it enough time to update itself.... so if I added a bunch of chapters... I\'m sorry. AND I prefer to upload because quotation marks don\'t seem to follow the copies I paste so it\'ll be confusing if I copy and paste, but I\'m being hopeful. I\'ll fix it later I promise





There are a few things I MIGHT be stretching, because I can’t quite remember way back in the story how this all works. For instance, if the arrancar have gigais, or if they can, I know they didn’t, but if they can or not, I don’t think the story ever went over that ^w^ So we’ll assume for our own enjoyment. I always like those “What if” situations so this chapter is sort of based on that principle.



DISCLAIMER: I don’t… own bleach >3> in any way….. but all the sexy men are mine >:D … sort of >.> …. But not really… ;-;



I know I’ll read over this several times, I’ll probably change a few things here and there. If the end seems to drop off, it’s because I continued past where I was planning to stop so I just cut it off and tried to end it XD It’ll be fun though, I promise…





ON WITH THE STORY:



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“Oh now honestly…” A usually happy looking Gin Ichimaru frowned at the loud cries filling the halls. It didn’t take long to identify such cries. They were those of Tesla, Noitora’s lap dog. Such phrases as “Please Noitora Sama. It hurts, Noitora Sama.” And his favorite, only because it was too perfectly. “Noitora Sama, You’re too long, please don’t go in all the way.” Followed by a deafening cry.



He entered the room of the fifth Espada and his pet, acting perfectly casual. Noitora wasn’t as casual, it was obvious he was somewhat irritated by the unannounced intrusion. This didn’t stop him however, he only slowed down to find out what the former Shinigami needed.



Tesla on the other hand seemed utterly appalled. He jumped and attempted to free his hands from the Espada he admired so, he attempted to force the Espada from between his legs so he could hide his bare body. No such luck. He was held firmly in place, only allowed a slower pace in which to gather his composure, just a little.



“Ah, young love.” Gin chimed as he set some papers down on the night stand next to the two, taking a sniff at the air then grimacing slightly, the smell of sex was everywhere.



“Ne, how about knocking next time. Now what the hell do you want?” Noitora said, sliding in a little further to make Tesla’s cries louder, possibly hinting that they were indeed in the middle of something.



“Oh come now, you can’t tell me this is your first time and therefore must be cherished.” He laughed softly. Gin placed a finger at the papers, clearing his throat. “This is an errand Aizen would like the two of you to run.” He said with an even wider smile.



“Why us?” Noitora asked, Tesla mumbling nonsense into the gathered bit of bedding in his mouth below the taller man.



“Well honesty I don’t know, I imagine however that you’ll enjoy it. He’s given more than plenty of currency and wants you to find only a few items, I imagine you’ll be able to find other things for yourselves.”



“Wait, are you saying we’re going to the living world?” Noitora asked irritated even more so.



“Yes, but I like to think you’ll enjoy it.” Gin chimed again and turned.



What on earth did that mean? Noitora thought. The irritation didn’t make anything easier on Tesla either. He was screaming whorishly, having come at least three times now. Noitora showed him no mercy until he’d tried a total of twelve positions and several other surfaces.



“Fine, let’s get going.” He said, standing and beginning to pull his garments up around himself.



“Noitora sama, please, can we rest a bit first?” Tesla begged, his hair a mess, his entire body coated with at least two different fluids, his skin pink from the blood rushing through him. He had stopped ejaculating some time ago, having run out for the mean time.



“Come’on, get up…” Noitora snapped.



“But you’ve only had one orgasm, please I’m so tired…” He wined but was pulled to his wobbling legs by his hair and having his clothes shoved at him.





The two Arrancar had made their way down through Aizen’s fortress, they ran into Ulquiorra surveying the many glowing monitors with Gin and he inquired as to where they were going. As if it was any of his business. Noitora snorted at the fourth espada while Tesla explained their errand, a rather interested look grew on Ulquiorra’s face, much to Noitora’s surprise.



“Ne, Ulquiorra, You’ll stay and keep me company won’tchya?” the three of them heard from inside the survailance room. Gin peered out at them, leaning so far back in his chair it looked as though he would’ve fallen over backwards.



“This errand Aizen has sent the two of them on—“



“Won’t you please stay?” Ulquiorra had been cut off by a rather winy sounding Gin, as the other two headed off through a pair of large doors. “You’ll find out soon enough what that errand is for.”



Ulquiorra watched the screen that Noitora and Tesla had appeared on, walking down to where they would be let through to the living world. His hand absentmindedly ran over the bone of his hip, the bit where it dipped down into his hakama, into his thigh. He still had his manhood. Part of him wondered, no, part of him was positive Aizen hadn’t finished his experiment with the fourth Espada yet.



When Noitora and Tesla had emerged in the living world, Szayel had equipped them with somewhat normal looking gigai. It would be weird journeying to the living world on a harmless mission, one not meant to stir up the shinigami or sort out some special weapon they themselves would harness. Instead it appeared, according to Tesla, which surprised Noitora, that they had come here in search for toys.



It surprised him because he had no idea what most of the items on the list were, but Tesla did. Latex dildo, Dildo with a 0 to 10 vibrator setting, an egg shaped vibrator with a wireless remote, an oddly shaped plug since most of the descriptions came accompanied with pictures. Some odd looking beads, and several tubes and containers with Lubricants, warming lotions, tingly gels, etc. At the bottom of the list was the name of a drug which was not to be found in the same location, provided with along with a small number of names.



“The directions lead us down this street four blocks, and then right… two doorways and the store that will have all of these should be just beyond that.” Tesla said. He took a step when a shadow overhead caught his eye and several people around him gasped as Noitora leaped high into the air. “Noitora Sama!” He called after him, taking off at a run. Careless, and even if Noitora knew what he was doing he most likely didn’t care. The fifth Espada took off leaping from the roof tops till he was well ahead of Tesla who was attempting to look as though he had some human limitations.



Once Tesla had caught up he was out of breath, and to his surprise so was Noitora. “These bodies suck…” The Espada cursed, wiping sweat from his brow.



“Well they’re not good gigais, there only meant for a quick errand and that’s it.” Tesla said, collapsing against the wall.



“And what if we need to fight some shinigami bastards?” He snapped at his Fraccion.



“Well naturally we would discard the bodies. Just as the Shinigami do with theirs.” He said and stood up right. Tesla walked out from the wall, stepping down off the curb to see the names over the awnings. “We’re here Noitora Sama…” He said brightly, and entered through the doors beside his Espada.



Noitora entered right beside Tesla, having to duck below the entryway and gazed around. His eyes widened as did the grin across his face. “This is what Aizen wanted us to do?” He laughed, noting all the naked bodies splashed across movie covers and magazine covers, clothes that looked more like tissues and straps. Even the smell was explicit. “And you knew exactly what it was Aizen was looking for didn’t you…” He said to Tesla, stepping closer to the display shelf of differently shaped dildos behind the lit glass.



“Yes, I knew what he was talking about. You didn’t?” He asked, looking rather surprised.



“Was I supposed to? I find it more surprising that you know what such dirty things are Tesla…” The Espada laughed loudly, startling some of the other antisocial customers, some of them wearing somewhat shameful looking expressions.



“Noitora sama please, we have to be quiet in here.” Tesla whispered desperately.



“Why? Ne, we can get some things for just us right?” He said and pulled a pair of straps down from the wall. “I want you to wear these.” The taller Espada held up a pair of pants that looked more like a bundle of straps. According to the picture however they were a set of pants and a shirt and the straps could be tightened to anything, holding its wearer firmly in place while the dominator teased and tortured the poor victim.



“Noitora sama….” Tesla complained softly, rather embarrassed but also somewhat aroused. He hid his face in the list. “First we should find these things that Aizen needs and then see how much we have left over for ourselves. Actually… Now that I think about it, I bet the extra currency was to persuade you to come…” He rolled his eyes as he picked up one of the dildos listed. Tesla picked up a few others, along with some of the bottles. No clothing was listed, he found that odd.



“Ne, why do you suppose Aizen wants this stuff? It’s kind of weird.”



“I doubt he’ll be using it himself.” Tesla said casually holding up two different kinds of beads. “Which do you think he wants, the red or the purple?”



“Ulquiorra’s sort of like his little toy isn’t he?”



“Maybe not officially but I always considered Ulquiorra sama to be one of Aizen’s most loyal followers. I mean I myself am loyal but he seems to carry out most of Aizen’s plans.” Tesla decided on the purple beads himself, then proceeded to pick out a matching ball gag and a pair of silk handcuffs.



“You don’t think this is for Ulquiorra do you?” Noitora mused.



“Noitora sama please…” Tesla sighed and proceeded to carry the large selection up to the counter. “We’d…. like to purchase this now… and then I suppose we’ll see what that leaves us as far as spending money goes. He smiled warmly at the cashier. It seemed she’d been listening to their conversation, considering they were the only people in there talking. Nothing out of the ordinary, it probably made them sound like some high class company with a hidden fetish for parties amongst it’s employees, late night chaos in the bedrooms of coworkers and the higher ups.



The bill had run well over two hundred, they had surprisingly enough left over for some fun of their own. Tesla didn’t get to do much picking out, most of it was Noitora picking out different torture devices, he snorted as the cashier suggested condoms, explaining their purpose. Did arrancar need condoms? Protection from std’s even? What would happen if an arrancar got aids or herpes or something odd. Indeed Noitora just blew it off with a laugh and picked out a few more torture devices.



“Noitora sama, I don’t think I can wear this…” Tesa said, horrified as he held up the vibrating tongue ring.



“Is your tongue pierced?” The woman asked. When the answer came she directed them two doors down, and once they’d paid for their selection. “Devotion Tattoo and Piercing Parlor.” That was where it could be fixed. Noitora was the only one excited about this, he practically had to drag poor Tesla in through the doors.



The taller Arrancar threw the remaining money down, not even bothering to count it out or ask the price. The grin on his face brought a snickering grin to the piercer’s face. “Are you sure it’s what your friend here wants?” He laughed



“Of course he does…” Noitora said. The man examined the shorter man beside Noitora then shrugged, having heard no objection from the terrified Fraccion.



“’K then, sit down. Now then, do you smoke?” no, “Do you drink liquor on a regular basis? Or anything with yeast in it?” no, “You’ll have to let this thing heal for about two months, that means no open mouth kissing, um, no oral sex.”



The two Arrancar stared blankly at the man. What on earth was he talking about? “No oral?” Noitora asked. The man motioned with his hand, his tongue poking the opposite side of his cheek out. The look on Noitora’s face was priceless.



“Look man, these things aren’t simple, you have to let them heal or he could get an infection. Just wait two months, you can do everything else BUT oral, You’ll find a substitute I’m sure…” That actually sounded like a plus for Tesla, he wouldn’t have to worry about being choked to death by Noitora’s length for a month or two, if the Arrancar would wait that long.



“Fine…” Noitora sounded irritated, he wanted this but waiting two months. “Get on with it then.” He snapped, the man raising a brow at his tone. The Fraccion gave him an apologetic look and the man shrugged.



A pen was used to mark the respectable location for the piercing, several precautions were taken, locating the vein beneath Tesla’s tongue. Once the piercer had finished deciding on the location he told Tesla to go to the mirror and tell him if he liked the placement of the dot on his tongue made by the pen. While the Fraccion did that the man prepared a fourteen gage hollow needle, a pair of tongs with a rubber band on one end that would be used later. He took out the usual bar bell that was to be Tesla’s new tongue ring. Once Tesla had sat down, and the man had slipped into a pair of rubber gloves he went to work on placing the tongs on either side of Tesla’s tongue, dorsal and ventral, each end was rounded with a hole in it which would help him guide the needle.



Noitora had to be told several times to back up, his curiosity caused him to lean far over the two shorter men, irritating the piercer while he worked. Once everything was in order, Tesla’s heart pounding in his chest, his breaths short and sharp as his anticipation rose. The man sat close to him and asked the Fraccion if he was ready.



“Don’t ask him that he’s never ready, just do it.” Noitora said to the piercer and leaned in once more to watch, making sure to not block the man’s light this time as it seemed to bother him the most. The man nodded and pushed the needle through, Tesla’s hands clenching on the edge of the chair, his eyes shutting tightly. It actually wasn’t that painful, a sharp prick, the worst was yet to come, the first bite of food he took surely would be the worst of this experience. He shivered as the man worked smoothly and quickly, skilled hands slipping the bar through and then quickly and gently screwing the ball on the tip. He undid the rubber band that had been holding the tongs tightly down around Tesla’s tongue and slipped them carefully over each end of the new piercing then stashed them in a container of cleaner. “All done.” He smiled.



Tesla’s mouth hung open and he felt drool dripping down his chin, the tinny taste of blood in his mouth. He looked up at Noitora, terrified to see the look of lust on his face. “dwo wonths, he thaid waid dwo wonths…” He tried to remind the Espada. It was probably no use, just like the condoms he bet. Could an Arrancar get an infection with a tongue piercing from not waiting long enough before giving head?



The two Arrancar inside the piercing parlor had paid and exited the building, bags in hands. Tesla went over the list one last time before nodding silently to Noitora, he was afraid to talk. The two of them returned to the location they’d appeared at, like normal humans this time. Having stopped one last time, finding one of the names at the bottom of the list nearby, and acquiring whatever drug was listed as well. The portal way opened before them and they both stepped through, greeting Aizen himself once they’d arrived back in Hueco Mundo.



“Welcome back, I see you did take my bribery to the extent…” was Aizen’s greeting to them, watching as Tesla tried to stick his tongue far enough out to see. It was already beginning to swell, this was going to be a rough night. “Go ask Szayel to treat that for you Tesla, we don’t want you suffocating on a swollen tongue.



Tesla nodded, taking his and Noitora’s bags with himself as he headed off towards the area of the fortress where he knew he could find Szayel.



“Now then Noitora, if you wouldn’t mind.” Aizen turned slowly and headed off in the opposite direction. Noitora took the remaining bags, Aizen’s bags and headed off towards where they’d come from in the first place, where Gin and Ulquiorra had been.



“Ne, is this something to do with Ulquiora?” He asked, a grin spreading over his face.



“I suppose you’ll find out won’t you…” Aizen smiled softly, heading up the steps. The ex taicho lead the fifth Espada in through the same double doors Tesla and him had left through earlier, the enormous planks shutting behind them with a soft clang.











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