Sexy Panties
When Ulquiorra came back to his quarters, Grimmjow was curled on the bed, snoozing happily. He poked the sixth espada hard in the ribs. He was probably the only one who dared to wake Grimmjow from his precious naps.
Grimmjow grumbled. "What is it?" normally, unless there was something that needed doing, Ulquiorra let him sleep. A box, neatly wrapped, was tossed in his direction. He caught it, looking from what he suspected to be a present (you can never be sure with Ulquiorra) and the forth espada.
"A present." Ulquiorra told him, undressing slowly without looking in his direction. Grimmjow gave his back a look.
"Are you feeling alright today? You're not really the gift giving type...." Ulquiorra shot him a look that effectively told him to shut up and open the box. He did, and pulled out a small slip of silk and opened it up. "What the hell is this?"
"Women's under garments, used generally to decrease panty lines or for 'kinky fun' during intercourse." Grimmjow stared at Ulquiorra, who stared right back. "Gin said you might like them." one blue eye twitched. "Try them on."
"Excuse me? You listened to Gin about this?! Why did you even keep them? Why do you want me to wear them?!"
Ulquiorra seemed unaffected by his rant, standing shirtless by the bed, hands in his pants pockets. "Try them on." he repeated. Grimmjow let out a sigh shedding his clothes and staring heavily at the lacy garments before slipping them over one foot and then the other. It just barely fit.
Several seconds passed.
Ulquiorra looked up at him with the slightest gleam in his eyes. "Admit it. You like them."
Owari