"See ya later Ulquiorra-kun," The teen nodded his head and whispered at goodnight to his orange haired cousin—Orihime.
"Are you sure you're going to be fine out there by yourself? It passed 9:00." She said voice filled with concern.
Ulquiorra had not notice the time flew by so quickly. His father would mostly likely have a heart attack if he came home any later.
"I'll be fine-."
"But, it looks bad out side; Sora could give you a ride." She offered.
Ulquiorra blinked. "I'll be fine Orihime…"
"But-."
"Goodnight." He did her the favor of shutting her front door. Sighing with slight annoyance Ulquiorra walked through the snowy pure white lawn watching as his boots made tracks.
The night was silence not a single soul in site. Times like these—the quietness, stillness of the night was what made him feel calm. If only everything was like this.
Gentle snowflakes slowly fell on top of Ulquiorra hair—with in seconds tainting his head white.
Letting out a breath, Ulquiorra calmly placed his hands in his jacket pocket searcher for his gloves. He frowned when his did not feel them.
Must have left them back at Orihime's house?
Sighing for what seems like the millionth time today, Ulquiorra turned his direction back towards Orihime's houses.
"This is so irritating." He already was beginning to lose his patients.
The first time Grimmjow noticed the teen was about two weeks ago. He was jumping from building to building trying to find his next play toy, or even better—meal. That is when his spots him, whispering a goodnight like he always did to the big-breast teen—whom he later found out to be his cousin. (Much to his relief) he never bothers to learn her name for she was not the people that sparked his interest; it was the human boy next to her.
His blood sang to him. It smelled sweet like honey and Grimmjow wonder if it tasted like honey too.
The vampire wanted nothing more than to sink his fangs into his flesh and drink him dry but something — force, held him back. The teen was a very interesting human; even in looks. He had very dark brown hair almost the color of black. However, what drawn Grimmjow in was his big wide hazel eyes with the small hint of green. Those eyes were like windows to his soul filled with innocent. With one look in his eyes you can see his true emotion now matter how he wore his emotions on his face.
His skin was as pure a snow: so creamy and white. The boy was like an angel that fell right out of the sky. Grimmjow felt this unspeakable urge—no need to claim him as his mate. Mark him as his and no one else. He would be the only one to kiss those pink pouty lips. The vampire felt a twisted desire to cause the human pain but as well pleasure.
Wanting to his screams, his cries of pain, calling out his name in pure bliss, he wanted it all.
His human toy…. his mate. Vampires usual do not take human as mates; but he did not give a shit. What Grimmjow wants he gets. No Questions asks.
Standing on the many rooftops of Karakura town residents, the vampire gazed down at streetlight with a bored expression on his face. He had no real reason to be here what so ever.
Oh, wait no he had a reason…and that was getting his soon to be mate. He was certain he would be here—roaming the streets like he always does on cold quite nights like these. Did he not know you could not walk around in the dark? Something meant come out a grab him.
Grimmjow chuckled.
Needless it was no time to joke around. He was a vampire on a mission, and that is to claim his mate.
Just then, a flash of what appears to be a figure just as a very familiar scent hit his senses.
Grimmjow grinned in excitement. He carefully watches his mate as he walked in rather fast pace heading to the all too familiar house of his cousin. Let the games begin.
He leaped from the house landing without a sound, hiding away in the shadows.
Suddenly a strong gust of wind nearly knocked the teen over. Ulquiorra shield his eyes so snow would not get in his face.
Ulquiorra blinked a couple time before brushing off his clothes. He looked around his surroundings: the wind did not mess up anything too bad. Except a few cars was piled up with snow.
As he prepared to continue walking something abruptly brushed by his cheek. He froze and snapped his to side to see what had touched him.
Nothing.
He saw nothing.
Then Ulquiorra felt as if someone was right behind him breathing down his neck. Jumping back in a startle he sharply glanced behind him only to see nothing.
He frowned with dismay. However, he did not anticipate to here a deep smooth chuckle and then a solid hard hand grasped his waist turning him around.
Just like before he saw nothing.
Now he was beginning to freak out. Without a second, thought Ulquiorra jolted forward sprinting to Orihime's block.
Grimmjow chuckled with amusement as his soon to be mate fled. Shaking his head, he appeared behind him.
Ulquiorra yelped as he felt two-iron arms coil around his waist and a face settle in the space between his neck and shoulder, nuzzling. Ulquiorra fell quite paralyzed with utter fear. Something sharp nibbles at his neck. Grimmjow senses his fear and gentle lick his neck to calm him. Ulquiorra tried evading the strangers touch but got a growl in return.
"Hold still mate,"
If possible, Ulquiorra eyes went wide as dish plates as he gasps.
Mate…?
What the hell did the stranger just call him. Mate?
No he must have heard wrong. Most importantly, he had to get this freak off him. Grimmjow was pleased by his mates quietness had he submit and accepted Grimmjow as his alpha?
However, Ulquiorra was thinking otherwise. No, no this cannot be happening to him! Not now.
"Let me go!" Ulquiorra had finally found his voice.
Grimmjow laughed and tightened his grip around Ulquiorra. "I'm sorry but I can't do that mate."
"I don't know who or what you are but you better let me go if you know what's got for you." Ulquiorra threaten.
This time Grimmjow laughed hared. "Oh I know what's good for me," He purred. Ulquiorra felt nothing but disgust.
"Get. The. Hell. OFF!" Raising his foot Ulquiorra kicked backwards hitting Grimmjow where the sun don't shine.
Grunted, Grimmjow released Ulquiorra but not because he was in pain but in annoyance.
Ulquiorra took this opportunity and ran. Grimmjow growled and went after him. Ulquiorra was getting closer to Orihime's house. No! I can't go there. What if the stranger followed him inside? He didn't want anything bad to happen to his little cousin he would never forgive himself.
Just as Ulquiorra planned to turn the corner, Ulquiorra was tackled to the ground hard and let out pain groan and was flipped around to face his capture. Ulquiorra couldn't form the proper words to describe the man before him.
Ulquiorra continued to gaze into those stunning sapphire blue eyes: same eyes that matched his blue hair. Ulquiorra—tried to tear his eyes away but found he couldn't.
"Let….me go-." Grimmjow abruptly cut Ulquiorra off with a kiss. The teen gasped which allowed Grimmjow access to his mouth. Grimmjow pulled back at stared at Ulquiorra's flushed face.
"Let's take this somewhere else." With a snapped of his finger Grimmjow teleported them to his bedroom.
Ulquiorra let out a yelp of surprise as he was tossed onto a very soft surface. Where ever the hell he was it was very dark. He barely can see his own hand.
"Are you ready for me Ulquiorra?" He purred his name out. The teen rapidly sat up.
"H-how….do you….know my name?" He mumbled in the dark.
"Tch….I know everything about you." Grimmjow said with a simple shake of his head. Ulquiorra's eyes moved repeatedly from left to right, trying to find where the source of the voice was coming from.
Ulquiorra notice the shifted in the bed he and knew another body slipped in.
"Mate..." Grimmjow said in Ulquiorra's ear.
"I'm not your mate." He hissed out and shoved Grimmjow back.
There it was again that sickening laugher.
"Oh but you are. I'm your alpha and you're my submissive. In simple terms I'm your dominate. Got that." He hissed dangerously. It was time to show his mate who was in charge. With no hesitation, he lunged forward pinning Ulquiorra down.
He wasted no time in riding Ulquiorra of his clothing despite his struggles.
"Please stop!" Ulquiorra sobbed. He knew exactly where this was heading. A man—who he didn't even know his name was going to rape him!
"No! Stop!" He cried as Grimmjow attacked his flesh planting kisses at every available surface.
"Your skin is so soft." Grimmjow said against his skin. Ulquiorra fought to get Grimmjow off him but all attempts were in vain.
Grimmjow moved back up, biting Ulquiorra's lips getting a pained moaned from those delicious lips, and Grimmjow forced his tongue inside almost choking him. Grimmjow exposed his sweet mouth. Ulquiorra moaned due to the extra weight on top of his body.
All the little noises Ulquiorra was making were driving Grimmjow wild and it all went straight to his crotch. He grinded his need against Ulquiorra's limp member showing him just how much he craved him.
No, I don't want this! Ulquiorra screamed in his mind. The grip on his wrist never lessening. He thrashed his head from side to side and continued to struggle violently.
His sudden movements weren't doing Grimmjow any good it only increased his need for Ulquiorra more.
"If you keep moving like that I don't know if I can hold back any longer." He said in a husky lust filled voice.
"No! Please I don't want this…" Ulquiorra begged as two tears simultaneously trickled down either side of his cheeks. Grimmjow couldn't help but think those tears suited his face. The vampire suddenly had an idea. He lifted two finger and placed both of them cheeks right under his eyes lid. Grimmjow's razor sharp nail dug slightly into his skin.
"This meant hurt a bit," Without any warning what so ever Grimmjow scraped his face simultaneously—permanently leaving tears like marks on his face. Ulquiorra could feel the blood seeping from his new wound. He bit his lips from crying out.
The teen watched in horror as Grimmjow's eyes began to change. They were now a deep shade of crimson red and he could see his fangs. Fangs!
It was then Ulquiorra fully began to panic. This is no human…he's a monster!
"W-what are you?" His voice was now shaky.
Instead of answering Grimmjow paid more attention to the sweet oh so sweet blood that was not leaking from his wound.
The vampire leaned forward and gentle licked up the blood.
This was heaven!
His blood tasted so sweet just like honey and it was all his.
Yes, all his!
"Mine." Grimmjow said possessively. Grimmjow could feel his control slipping and whatever humanity he had left was gone. A low animistic growl escaped his throat; Ulquiorra immediately knew what fear really felt like. Grimmjow released Ulquiorra's pinned hands and instead grabbing his slender creamy hips.
Ulquiorra hissed as Grimmjow roughly dug his sharp ass fingernail into his skin surly leaving bruises to come. Grimmjow bit down hard on his nipple drawing blood.
This was beginning to be too much for Ulquiorra to handle. His tears blurred his vision.
"P-please stop." He choked on a sob. Grimmjow was too lost to hear the boy pleads.
Abruptly something sharp entered him. He shrieks and immediately ducked his hips from the pain. Grimmjow wouldn't allow such behavior from his mate and added another finger in his tight warm hole.
Ulquiorra screamed at the increase of the pain. "Stop!" He—without thinking—doing the first thing that came to mind was to grab Grimmjow wrist so he can stop him from doing anymore.
However that didn't stop the vampire from pumping his fingers in and out. A warm liquid trickled from Ulquiorra and Grimmjow knew instantly it was Ulquiorra's blood. He retracted his finger. When he felt Ulquiorra was wet, enough Grimmjow withdrew his mouth from his rose pink nipple.
The vampire sat up riding himself of his clothing.
Ulquiorra took this moment of freedom to leap from the bed knocking Grimmjow slightly over. He didn't give a damn if he was naked or that he was bleeding or that the room he was in was completely dark. All that was on his mind was escaping: getting away from this manic.
Sadly, Ulquiorra did not make it far. Grimmjow yanked the teen by the hair earning a painfully yelp from him.
He snorted. Did his mate actually, thought he had a chance of escaping?
Hell no! Ulquiorra was his now and his little ass was going to learn it one-way or the other.
Grimmjow delivered a sharp blow to his mates face. Ulquiorra whimpered like a puppy who just been kicked. Fuck! Now that really hurt.
"You're mine! Do you hear me?" He shouted in rage. How dare he think he can leave? He as going to show him who the alpha here is.
Ulquiorra was flipped on his stomach with his ass in the air. His eyes widen as if already knowing what's going to happen next.
"No wait please!" Grimmjow practically felt his fear. He grinned.
His penis was mere inches from that delicious hole. Ulquiorra could feel something bigger and hard press against him nudging at his entrance. No. No, No,
Grimmjow guided his cock to Ulquiorra's entranced and shoved in.
Ulquiorra shriek and clawed at the sheet wanting to escape the fucking pain, Ulquiorra tried to pull his body up from Grimmjow in a desperate attempt to free himself.
Grimmjow frowned then grinned. "Where do you think you're going mate?" he grabbed Ulquiorra's hips wasting no time impaling him to the hilt. A loud chocked sob ripped through his throat.
Fresh tears began forming again, already running down his face. Ulquiorra reached aimlessly into the darkness as if wishing for someone to come save him.
Grimmjow noticed and twisted his hand behind his back as he continues to ram into the smaller body underneath him. The pain was too much. Screams after screams came from his now raw throat. If he keeps thing up...he'll surly kill me…
"Mine mate." Grimmjow pulled out and yet again flipped Ulquiorra over and spearing his legs wider. He reentered earring a painfully whimper.
This was it was he going to die. Blood a lot, lots of blood oozed from his opening. His breath was labor his chest raised up and down in a fast pace. He was trying to get as much air as possibly into his lungs.
He did not know how much more of this pure torture his body could take. He was emotionally, physically, and mentally tied, the pain was too great.
Repeatedly Grimmjow continues fucking him not once stopping or slowing down his pace. If anything Grimmjow's pace got faster.
The vampire lunged forward attacking Ulquiorra creamy neck. His fangs grazed his pulse and sinking his teeth in. Ulquiorra screamed clawing at Grimmjow's back. The vampire paid not heed to his harmless attacks and focus in energy in fucking his mate. Grimmjow could sense his was reaching his peek. He had not much time left if he wanted to mark Ulquiorra as his claim both soul and mind. He already got his body.
The pain at his neck burned. He felt as if he was being torn apart from the inside. Everything is his body to his very core was on fire. He couldn't breath the air around him vanished.
"Ahh! Please No more! I can't take it!" He cried. He felt it at the pit of his stomach coiling around, his whole body was in more pain then it ever was before.
Grimmjow watched as his mate appears changed. Yes. He was all most there. He bit harder on his neck making Ulquiorra scream in pain. No pleasure came from this. He hated it. Grimmjow thrust violently until he came.
Ulquiorra moaned at the feeling of Grimmjow's hot semen filled his inside stinging his torn flesh. Grimmjow finally let Ulquiorra's neck go and took at long good look at his handiwork.
His mate laid there with is eyes half opening appearing as if he was dead.
"Now you'll be better." With that said, he pulled out.
He was very please with what he just did. Now Ulquiorra's his forever.
His little human—or should he said new born vampire would always stay with him.
Now only did Ulquiorra change on the inside but as well as the outside. His dark brown hair was now black just like the night sky. His eyes no longer hazel now they are a very deep shade of emerald, his lips is now black same as his hair.
Grimmjow couldn't help but think Ulquiorra now resembled a doll. The teardrop marking he made earlier fits his face perfectly.
Hovering over his mate with crimson eyes gazing down at him with pride Grimmjow said. "Sleep well my mate." And cast a hand over his eyes shutting his eyes lids.
For the time Ulquiorra actually did, what Grimmjow said and went to sleep. He no longer had the strength or desire to stay awake.
For once, he allowed Grimmjow to nuzzle at him.
Hey guys, I know Crystal was writing this but she lost interest and allowed me to write it. I think this will be like a 50 chapter thing :P who knows, but stick around for it!
-Greenluv34