Written by DAISUKE for a challenge by Ritsuki. You should see hers (actually you will).

Rated: T for implications and I think there's a swearword or two in there.

Just so you know, I don't ship this pairing…. Well, I do, but not in this way.


DON'T GET ABOVE YOUR STATION

Another boring meeting, thought Grimmjow, sipping his tea. Another boring meeting about something he really couldn't care a toss about. He stared into the murky liquid and sighed. This wasn't what he imagined an espada's life would be like. Where was the action, the excitement? There wasn't even any sex. Well, there were opportunities for sex. That Loly girl, annoying bitch, wouldn't leave him alone. Could she not tell he clearly wasn't bothered with her? One of these days he was gonna cero her face off.
He looked up, to see the arrancar opposite him listening intently to Aizen's every word. The arrancar that he had so often thought about. If only he could get that person alone, all the things that he'd like to do to him. Put some emotion on that face.
Ulquiorra noticed Grimmjow looking at him in a funny way. He had noticed for some time now that Grimmjow appeared a little overinterested in him. Ulquiorra quite liked his subordinate in a weird way. He hated his attitude to Aizen-sama, how he constantly disobeyed orders, how he always swore, and had that irritating swagger. But he thought that Grimmjow himself was… what was a word to use? Ulquiorra's vocabulary didn't have words like 'fit as' or 'bufftingz'. But if it did then those would be the words he would use.
After the meeting Ulquiorra headed towards his quarters. He pretended not to notice the sexta espada tailing him.
He stopped outside his door, and waited. He felt Grimmjow's reitsu as a strong hand was placed on his shoulder.
"Hey Ulquiorra, I noticed you were bored at the meeting." sneered Grimmjow. Ulquiorra batted the hand away in annoyance. "I was not bored, I was paying attention. The bored one was you."
"Well, yeah, this place is shit boring." He replaced his hand, and let his other run down his superior's side. "I have an idea to make it more interesting though." He said, studying Ulquiorra's face intently. Was that a blush?
Ulquiorra wasn't too keen on this predicament. Grimmjow was behaving a little bit dominant. He was the cuarta, Grimmjow was the sexta, that meant that he was dominant over Grimmjow. Maybe he could use this opportunity to show Grimmjow that.
"Fine. Show me what you mean by … interesting." He said, and opened the door…
Once inside the room, they made no hesitations. They didn't even bother to kiss as Grimmjow tore off both of their clothes as quickly as he could. He pressed the other espada against a wall and lifted him up so that their hips were level.
Suddenly he found himself flying backwards. He landed with a thud on the floor.
"Grimmjow, are you forgetting that I outrank you? As long as this fact remains, there is absolutely no way that I will be the uke." Grimmjow's eyes widened as the horrible truth dawned on him. He was so not uke material.
"Wait Ulquiorra, I don't consent. I DON'T CONSENT!" he screamed as the smaller espada began to walk over to him.


"Well Grimmjow? Was that interesting enough for you?"
That mocking voice! Grimmjow really despised its owner right now. How DARE he! Grimmjow was the ultimate seme. But… a thought was nagging him in the back of his mind.
"Actually…" he began hesitantly "that wasn't all that bad."