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Trap
Title: Trap
Author: Ansela Jonla
Fandom: Bleach
Rating: 15
Warnings: non-con, tentacles, bondage
Summary: Shuuhei fought as hard as he could, but this Hollow was just too strong.
Word Count: 1640
Notes: Written for the springkink prompt: '15th - Bleach. Hollow/Hisagi. Tentacle sex. To the victor goes the spoils.' Sorry it's late.
A limb the size of a tree branch struck Shuuhei in the back as he blocked a pair of even larger ones from the front. He grunted as the impact drove the air from his lungs and spun away, hoping to put some distance between himself and the Hollow to catch his breath and come up with a strategy to beat this thing. The beast watched him move, the hideous mask - marked only with a small row of three pink stars over the right eye - following his every move.
He'd drawn the monster away from his men at least. None of the squad, mostly fresh recruits from the Academy that he was training up on Tousen-taichou's orders, were up to fighting what had to be an Adjuchas. Not that he had a chance either. No Third Seat stood a chance against any Menos-class Hollow. They still had half a dozen regular Hollows to deal with though, but they were strong kids and the squad runner was already on her way to fetch Tousen-taichou. Shuuhei just had to hang on against this thing until he arrived.
Two more oversized limbs lashed out at Shuuhei, seeking to catch him between them and crush him. He jumped over them easily, twisting mid air to slash at one of the limbs with his zanpakutou. A third limb smacked him out of the air, knocking him through a tree trunk with the force of the blow. Shuuhei tried to stand, but he was struck again, falling to his knees under the impact. Another blow slammed into his arm, breaking the bones there with a crack. Shuuhei's hand spasmed and fell limp by his side, his zanpakutou falling silently to the ground.
A limb wrapped around Shuuhei's neck and shoulders, dragging him towards the waiting Hollow. It hadn't moved since Shuuhei's initial attack drove it away from the squad. Well, he thought he'd driven it away. It was now looking like the damned thing had chosen to let Shuuhei pick the battlefield where he would die, so it could focus on him alone without the others interfering.
Shuuhei snarled angrily, wrapping his left hand around the grappling limb. Gathering his reiatsu, forcing it to concentrate in the opposite hand to where it normally flowed, Shuuhei yelled, "HADOU NO SANJYUUSAN! SOUKATSUI!"
The kidou burned his hand, but not as badly as it burned the Hollow, and Shuuhei flew threw the air as the limb rippled and unravelled from around him. He hit a tree with a dull thud, cracking several ribs on impact, and Shuuhei painfully pulled himself back to his feet, looking around for Kazeshini.
The zanpakutou was lying on the ground mere feet away. Shuuhei started to stagger over to it, stopping short when he felt one of the limbs wrap around his neck.
"That hurt, little Shinigami." The Hollow lifted Shuuhei into the air, turning him round and binding his wrists and ankles with more of those sinuous limbs. "I was going to eat you quickly, little mouse, but now you've made me angry."
Held in the air, Shuuhei could see the Hollow properly for the first time. Vaguely humanoid and nearly five times Shuuhei's size, the creature had eight extra limbs sprouting from its back. Five of these limbs were wrapped around Shuuhei, holding him spread-eagled in the air, but the other three were waving loosely, as if the creature was trying to decide what to do with them.
"You're a pretty little morsel, aren't you?" The three limbs rippled, changing in size, becoming smaller, narrower, as one stretched out to caress Shuuhei's face. He flinched as it slid over his skin, not liking the look that had come into the Hollow's malevolent yellow eyes. "So young, so... innocent."
Shuuhei tried to twist away as the other two limbs slid down over his chest. "Monster! If you're going to eat me, then do so!" The Third Seat attempted to move his hand, to get it where he could strike out with kidou, but the Hollow's grip was too tight and his hands stayed pointing at nothing.
"Where's the fun in that, pretty one?" The Hollow's lilting voice annoyed Shuuhei. It was so calm, as if nothing he did even affected it. Despite what it had said, Shuuhei didn't believe it was angry with him at all, just that it was toying with him for its own sadistic amusement. "Maybe if you ask me nicely. Do you want to do that? Say it if you do. 'Please, Hollow-sama, eat me. Make me a part of you for all eternity.'"
Shuuhei shook in his bonds. If only Kazeshini was in his hands. He'd teach this Hollow freak not to toy with him like this. And damn him for being a melee-type that needed to be wielded directly, rather than an infinitely more useful kidou-type that might have helped in this situation. "I would never beg for death from the likes of you, Hollow."
"That's a pity. It would have been so amusing to see the look on your face when I refused you. Would you have been relieved, little puppy, or just angry that I keep toying with you?" The Hollow's limb was still stroking his face, almost like a lover would. Shuuhei nearly gagged as it stroked across his lips, and he glared angrily at the beast in front of him. "That's a good look, Shinigami. Remember that one when I finally give you the mercy of death."
Shuuhei opened his mouth to retort, but the Hollow's limb plunged into the opening before he could say a single word, gagging him as it expanded to fill his entire mouth. "No, don't speak. Your voice is annoying, little man, and it would be troublesome if you screamed and one of your little soldiers came running to protect you."
Cold air blew around Shuuhei's legs as his hakama fell to his ankles, untied by the two limbs that had worked their way down to his hips. Shuuhei tried to kick free of the ones binding his ankles as he felt a tug at his fundoshi, but he was still bound too tight. He tried to bite down on the limb in his mouth, but it felt like steel under his teeth, and he couldn't even put a dent in it.
The Hollow giggled at his attempts, a truly disturbing sound from such a creature. "You're so cute, little Shinigami. So defiant, yet so powerless. You're nothing but a toy soldier, something to be played with until you break and are discarded." The thin limbs began stroking Shuuhei's cock, sliding gently over its soft length. "How far will I have to go to make you beg, pet?"
Shuuhei closed as his eyes as he felt his body start to respond to the Hollow's touch. He didn't want to see it. If he couldn't see what the Hollow was doing to him then it wasn't happening. It was some twisted dream, his zanpakutou's latest attempt to piss him off. It wasn't happening. He'd very much like to Wake. Up. Now.
"So cute, Shinigami. Trying to deny the reality of your position, are you?" The Hollow giggled again, and one of the limbs left Shuuhei's cock. "You're just too sweet. I might not kill you after all. I'm sure I could get so much amusement out of you before you're broken."
The limb in Shuuhei's mouth rippled and began to move in time with the one stroking his cock. He barely noticed the third one slipping inside of him, until it started to expand and move, lubricated by what Shuuhei assumed was the same bitter tasting fluid the one in his mouth had started to excrete.
"Your ass is swallowing my limb, little one. It's hungry for it," the Hollow crooned. Shuuhei just wanted it to shut up. Its voice was wrong, made it too hard to focus on pretending that the intruding limbs were actually just a memory of a drunken night with Abarai and Kira.
His body was responding now, against his will, thrusting into the limb wrapped around his cock and back onto the one invading his ass, trying to match the rhythm set by the Hollow. The Hollow laughed louder the more Shuuhei's body rebelled against him, thrusting harder into his mouth and ass.
Shuuhei tried to block the cackling, taunting beast out, to focus on that drunken night's foolishness, on Abarai and Kira showing just how well they worked as a team. That was good, that was safe. He didn't have to think about the Hollow's leering mask, or it's malevolent yellow eyes or the fact that he was shaming his Division by allowing this to happen to him.
It was Kira's touch in his mind as he released all over the Hollow's limb, his entire body trembling with the effort not to cry. It was Abarai's scent and taste that he recalled as he swallowed what was deposited in his mouth, trying not to choke on the limb still gagging him. It was both of their faces he saw as he felt the slick limb slide of out his ass, allowing liquid to drip down his thighs.
The limb around his neck tightened as the Hollow continued to gloat, cutting off Shuuhei's breathing. "Go to sleep now, little one. I don't want you struggling as I-"
White and black flashed across Shuuhei's graying vision as he fell, the binding limbs severed by a single strike. Strong arms caught him before he landed, setting him down gently on the floor as he continued to drift into unconsciousness.
"Rest, Hisagi-sanzeki. This Hollow will face justice for what it has done."
Author: Ansela Jonla
Fandom: Bleach
Rating: 15
Warnings: non-con, tentacles, bondage
Summary: Shuuhei fought as hard as he could, but this Hollow was just too strong.
Word Count: 1640
Notes: Written for the springkink prompt: '15th - Bleach. Hollow/Hisagi. Tentacle sex. To the victor goes the spoils.' Sorry it's late.
He'd drawn the monster away from his men at least. None of the squad, mostly fresh recruits from the Academy that he was training up on Tousen-taichou's orders, were up to fighting what had to be an Adjuchas. Not that he had a chance either. No Third Seat stood a chance against any Menos-class Hollow. They still had half a dozen regular Hollows to deal with though, but they were strong kids and the squad runner was already on her way to fetch Tousen-taichou. Shuuhei just had to hang on against this thing until he arrived.
Two more oversized limbs lashed out at Shuuhei, seeking to catch him between them and crush him. He jumped over them easily, twisting mid air to slash at one of the limbs with his zanpakutou. A third limb smacked him out of the air, knocking him through a tree trunk with the force of the blow. Shuuhei tried to stand, but he was struck again, falling to his knees under the impact. Another blow slammed into his arm, breaking the bones there with a crack. Shuuhei's hand spasmed and fell limp by his side, his zanpakutou falling silently to the ground.
A limb wrapped around Shuuhei's neck and shoulders, dragging him towards the waiting Hollow. It hadn't moved since Shuuhei's initial attack drove it away from the squad. Well, he thought he'd driven it away. It was now looking like the damned thing had chosen to let Shuuhei pick the battlefield where he would die, so it could focus on him alone without the others interfering.
Shuuhei snarled angrily, wrapping his left hand around the grappling limb. Gathering his reiatsu, forcing it to concentrate in the opposite hand to where it normally flowed, Shuuhei yelled, "HADOU NO SANJYUUSAN! SOUKATSUI!"
The kidou burned his hand, but not as badly as it burned the Hollow, and Shuuhei flew threw the air as the limb rippled and unravelled from around him. He hit a tree with a dull thud, cracking several ribs on impact, and Shuuhei painfully pulled himself back to his feet, looking around for Kazeshini.
The zanpakutou was lying on the ground mere feet away. Shuuhei started to stagger over to it, stopping short when he felt one of the limbs wrap around his neck.
"That hurt, little Shinigami." The Hollow lifted Shuuhei into the air, turning him round and binding his wrists and ankles with more of those sinuous limbs. "I was going to eat you quickly, little mouse, but now you've made me angry."
Held in the air, Shuuhei could see the Hollow properly for the first time. Vaguely humanoid and nearly five times Shuuhei's size, the creature had eight extra limbs sprouting from its back. Five of these limbs were wrapped around Shuuhei, holding him spread-eagled in the air, but the other three were waving loosely, as if the creature was trying to decide what to do with them.
"You're a pretty little morsel, aren't you?" The three limbs rippled, changing in size, becoming smaller, narrower, as one stretched out to caress Shuuhei's face. He flinched as it slid over his skin, not liking the look that had come into the Hollow's malevolent yellow eyes. "So young, so... innocent."
Shuuhei tried to twist away as the other two limbs slid down over his chest. "Monster! If you're going to eat me, then do so!" The Third Seat attempted to move his hand, to get it where he could strike out with kidou, but the Hollow's grip was too tight and his hands stayed pointing at nothing.
"Where's the fun in that, pretty one?" The Hollow's lilting voice annoyed Shuuhei. It was so calm, as if nothing he did even affected it. Despite what it had said, Shuuhei didn't believe it was angry with him at all, just that it was toying with him for its own sadistic amusement. "Maybe if you ask me nicely. Do you want to do that? Say it if you do. 'Please, Hollow-sama, eat me. Make me a part of you for all eternity.'"
Shuuhei shook in his bonds. If only Kazeshini was in his hands. He'd teach this Hollow freak not to toy with him like this. And damn him for being a melee-type that needed to be wielded directly, rather than an infinitely more useful kidou-type that might have helped in this situation. "I would never beg for death from the likes of you, Hollow."
"That's a pity. It would have been so amusing to see the look on your face when I refused you. Would you have been relieved, little puppy, or just angry that I keep toying with you?" The Hollow's limb was still stroking his face, almost like a lover would. Shuuhei nearly gagged as it stroked across his lips, and he glared angrily at the beast in front of him. "That's a good look, Shinigami. Remember that one when I finally give you the mercy of death."
Shuuhei opened his mouth to retort, but the Hollow's limb plunged into the opening before he could say a single word, gagging him as it expanded to fill his entire mouth. "No, don't speak. Your voice is annoying, little man, and it would be troublesome if you screamed and one of your little soldiers came running to protect you."
Cold air blew around Shuuhei's legs as his hakama fell to his ankles, untied by the two limbs that had worked their way down to his hips. Shuuhei tried to kick free of the ones binding his ankles as he felt a tug at his fundoshi, but he was still bound too tight. He tried to bite down on the limb in his mouth, but it felt like steel under his teeth, and he couldn't even put a dent in it.
The Hollow giggled at his attempts, a truly disturbing sound from such a creature. "You're so cute, little Shinigami. So defiant, yet so powerless. You're nothing but a toy soldier, something to be played with until you break and are discarded." The thin limbs began stroking Shuuhei's cock, sliding gently over its soft length. "How far will I have to go to make you beg, pet?"
Shuuhei closed as his eyes as he felt his body start to respond to the Hollow's touch. He didn't want to see it. If he couldn't see what the Hollow was doing to him then it wasn't happening. It was some twisted dream, his zanpakutou's latest attempt to piss him off. It wasn't happening. He'd very much like to Wake. Up. Now.
"So cute, Shinigami. Trying to deny the reality of your position, are you?" The Hollow giggled again, and one of the limbs left Shuuhei's cock. "You're just too sweet. I might not kill you after all. I'm sure I could get so much amusement out of you before you're broken."
The limb in Shuuhei's mouth rippled and began to move in time with the one stroking his cock. He barely noticed the third one slipping inside of him, until it started to expand and move, lubricated by what Shuuhei assumed was the same bitter tasting fluid the one in his mouth had started to excrete.
"Your ass is swallowing my limb, little one. It's hungry for it," the Hollow crooned. Shuuhei just wanted it to shut up. Its voice was wrong, made it too hard to focus on pretending that the intruding limbs were actually just a memory of a drunken night with Abarai and Kira.
His body was responding now, against his will, thrusting into the limb wrapped around his cock and back onto the one invading his ass, trying to match the rhythm set by the Hollow. The Hollow laughed louder the more Shuuhei's body rebelled against him, thrusting harder into his mouth and ass.
Shuuhei tried to block the cackling, taunting beast out, to focus on that drunken night's foolishness, on Abarai and Kira showing just how well they worked as a team. That was good, that was safe. He didn't have to think about the Hollow's leering mask, or it's malevolent yellow eyes or the fact that he was shaming his Division by allowing this to happen to him.
It was Kira's touch in his mind as he released all over the Hollow's limb, his entire body trembling with the effort not to cry. It was Abarai's scent and taste that he recalled as he swallowed what was deposited in his mouth, trying not to choke on the limb still gagging him. It was both of their faces he saw as he felt the slick limb slide of out his ass, allowing liquid to drip down his thighs.
The limb around his neck tightened as the Hollow continued to gloat, cutting off Shuuhei's breathing. "Go to sleep now, little one. I don't want you struggling as I-"
White and black flashed across Shuuhei's graying vision as he fell, the binding limbs severed by a single strike. Strong arms caught him before he landed, setting him down gently on the floor as he continued to drift into unconsciousness.
"Rest, Hisagi-sanzeki. This Hollow will face justice for what it has done."