Well, finally I managed to post the second chapter. Thanks for your favs, follows and reviews, I hope you'll like my story :)
Warning, explicit lemon. And when I say explicit, I mean it.
Disclaimer: I do not own bleach, althought I wouldn't mind, hehe.
Special mention to my beta, WierdoSannaN, who is kindly correcting my misspelled words and my faulty grammar ^^. You go girl!
Enjoy and comment ^^
'What the hell, Rukia? I'm going to your place right now!' an angry Renji shouted through the line.
Rukia separated the cell from her ear when he started to yell at her.
'Why, no! I'm only going to listen to what he has to say, nothing more, nothing less! Jeez, Renji, don't be so overprotective, Grimmjow may be an ass, but he's not a threat'.
'You're such a naïve moron, you know? I'm on my way. Ten minutes' and he hung up the call.
'Yes, whatever' she muttered, leaving the phone on her desk.
When she heard a honk, she leaned out of the window, rolling her eyes when she saw a white Lamborghini parked in front of her house, and Grimmjow getting off the car, brushing his weird spiky blue hair with his hand and carrying a backpack.
'This guy... He's drawing all the attention from the neighbours' she said to herself, annoyed.
Kuchiki Rukia went downstairs and opened the front door to meet the blue eyed man.
'Hey, shortie' he greeted, leaning on the door frame.
Rukia looked up at him suspicious.
'So, what do you want to say to me?' she wanted to know.
'Aren't you gonna let me in?' he mentioned, disconcerted.
Rukia blinked stunned. 'Who the hell are you and what have you done to the real Grimmjow?' she thought, astonished at his unexpected humility.
'Am, well, em...' she babbled.
Let-me-the-fuck-in, stupid bitch, he thought, but said instead: 'It won't take long. And em... I'm a bit thirsty, actually'.
Rukia was opening the door and heading to the kitchen before her brain could register her actions. She wanted to slap herself for allowing him to fool her with those impressive cerulean eyes and his sudden soft manners... As if she could believe he had changed that much the last half hour!
'C-coffee?' the Kuchiki girl offered, again willing to slap herself for her awkwardness. 'He's just an ass, don't believe him, and don't act friendly to him' she scolded herself mentally.
'Thank you' Grimmjow muttered,, taking the cup she was handing him. She served coffee for herself and sat down in one of the stools that were in the kitchen.
'So, em... Isn't your phone ringing?' he asked, sitting in another stool and placing his bag on the table.
'Ah, I forgot my cell in my room' she realized, standing up and running across the foyer to the stairs, leaving him alone in the kitchen.
Yes. It was now or never.
He pulled a capsule from one of his pockets and unlocked it, spilling the content in her cup.
'Mayuri Kurotsuchi, you will die if this doesn't work'
Grimmjow hid the rests of the capsule in his pocket before she appeared again in the kitchen, talking on the phone.
'Renji, don't worry, it's ok, go to the office, as Nii-sama has told you! I'll be fine. Yes. Yes. Sure. Don't worry. Bye.'
Perfect. The bastard Abarai, and her insipid brother Kuchiki are out.
'So, em... Rukia, I em... I...'
Rukia lifted the cup and drank, under the watchful eyes of Grimmjow.
'Yes, go on' she said, glancing at him tentatively.
'I want to apologise. For everything I've done. I already told my father to not fire your brother. And I let him know that I won't insist in our marriage. I guess I've been so hot-headed... Sorry' he managed to say. Acting like a chicken was being painfully difficult.
Rukia drank again, tasting the liquid, scowling. Perhaps she could say that everything was ok with her, so her brother would be safe, Grimmjow would be happy and she could just forgive this nightmare and so go on with her regular life.
'Mmm, I guess it's ok, as long as you won't do this ever again. But I don't get it... Why did you want to marry me? You don't even know me so well' she wanted to know.
'Because I think I love you'
Rukia jumped slightly from her stool and Grimmjow was tempted to punch himself in his fucking head... What was he thinking, declaring such a thing...? It wasn't even true! It wasn't love. It was just desire...
'Sorry, I didn't mean... em...'
'No, don't worry, it's ok...' an awkward Rukia babbled, trying to downplay the issue.
They lowered their gazes and remained silent for a while.
'I forgive you, Grimmjow. Forgive me too for shouting at you the other day... I was so angry and I lost my temper' the petite girl said, her eyes remained fixed on the floor.
Grimmjow stared at her in disbelief. Was she apologizing to him? Ok, that was so unexpected... she was always acting so superior, especially with him...
'What...?' she started to ask, but all of sudden, she became one with the floor.
'Rukia!' Grimmjow called, helping her to stand up again.
'What... I... em...' she mumbled, incoherently. She was feeling dizzy.
'Mayuri, you are so fucking dead' he thought, holding her back to prevent another fall.
'I think you need to rest' he said, still holding her. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes staring off into space.
'Yes, you're right. I need to... rest' she managed to say, but was unable to move.
'Let me carry you...' he offered casually.
Rukia was about to nod, but a sudden realization came to her like a slap across the face.
'You... what have you done to me?' she asked, looking up at him, her face was a mask of sheer anger. Grimmjow cocked an eyebrow, taken by surprise. 'My coffee... the flavour was different... you... you... aaah...'
What was that? What was that breath-taking feeling? She gulped, holding her chest, in an attempt to calm down her rampant heart.
'Ya feel it, Kuchiki Rukia?' she heard, and turned to see Grimmjow's lustful expression.
'Y-you, you have poisoned me...' she managed to say, the heat began to radiate from her entire body.
'Not really... It's just a little medicine. You're gonna love the effects' he said, chuckling cynically.
Her legs were failing on supporting her weight, as they were trembling uncontrollably. Her cheeks burning from heat, and sudden warm juices were soaking her panties. She felt that area swollen and throbbing.
'Aaah... what's going on?' she asked desperately, locking her thighs, and biting her lower lip, as if she could avoid the heat built up in her most intimate area.
'Holy shit...Mayuri wasn't bragging at all, his shit is potent...' Grimmjow thought, enjoying the view. She seemed so damned cute with that flushed cheeks, vainly trying to fight the overwhelming sense of lust...
'Let me help you with this, sugar' he said, grabbing her wrists.
'Get off me, jerk! Aaah...' The Kuchiki girl tried to resist her urge, but her body was utterly betraying her.
'That's been so contradictive, shortie' the blue-haired boy mocked, lifting her light body and kissing her roughly.
At first, Rukia tried to push him away, but once their lips touched, small tendrils of pleasure deep within her abdomen, threatened to burst at any moment. She realized her panties were totally soaked, and she wondered how it was possible. It was the poisoned coffee doing all of this?
The raven-haired girl inadvertently began to respond to his kisses forcefully, pulling his blue hair and biting his lips, her hips rubbing against him.
'Hey, calm down girl, I'm gonna relieve you soon... 'Grimmjow purred, cupping her cheeks with one hand and unbuttoning her shirt with the other.
'What... no-no, don't... ahhhh' she tried to protest, but her body reacted at his touch.
'You feel so hot right now, don't you?'
Rukia glanced at him, trying to regain her composure, trying to obliterate her unwanted desire, trying to not give up, to not surrender to her baser instincts... but no matter how much she tried to, her body was betraying her again and again. She didn't want this. It was wrong! He had drugged her, and was now taking advantage of her. This was wrong, wrong, wrong! Then, why was it feeling so good?
He was undressing her carelessly, ripping her clothes, kissing her fiercely, stroking her inner thighs, pulling down her drenched panties...
'No... no don't... mmmph'
Grimmjow chuckled wickedly, pulling out her panties, to expose her delicious pussy, biting his bottom lip at the sight of her moist and swollen lips. He placed his thumb on her clit, gently rubbing it.
Rukia arched her back, moaning.
'You want me to stop, Rukia?' he purred, kissing and biting her collarbone.
'Mmph mmph...' she hastily tried to muffle her moans, and the male shook his head in amusement.
Grimmjow took off his shirt, showing his well formed chest. He placed his hand on her back and lifted her, drawing her against him.
Rukia felt his warmth and her body immediately responded, unconsciously wrapping her legs around his hips, her skin bristled and her pussy throbbed.
Grimmjow was beyond excitement, at this point. It was being better than he pictured in his filthy mind. Rukia was behaving like a bitch on heat; it was just so fucking hot to watch her like this... His aching cock was threatening to rip his pants.
'Rukia... You want me to fuck you?' he asked, staring at her as if he could just devour her.
'N-n-no...' she barely replied
'Fine' the blue-haired man stated, dropping her to the floor and stepping back.
There she was, stark naked, kneeling on her kitchen's floor, fighting her arousal with all her might, and losing pathetically.
'So what? Are you changing your mind?' she heard, and raised her head, staring at that muscled blue haired man, with his formidable bare torso and his strong and well built arms. More juices flowed again out of her, making her moan quietly. She was just too enticing to ignore.
Grimmjow grabbed her unceremoniously and slammed her back on the table, parting her legs and placing himself between them. He unzipped his pants, releasing his huge aching member.
Rukia's eyes widened at his sight. It was the first real cock she had seen in her life, and she wasn't aware they could be so big. Would it be painful?
He teased her swollen pussy, rubbing the tip of his member on it, and smiling cruelly at her reaction. Her hips were rhythmically moving, and her legs were wrapped tightly around his waist.
He grinned maliciously, asking: 'Want me to fuck you now, Rukia?'
She was going to explode. She couldn't handle it anymore.
'Aaah... y-y-yes...'
'Then ask for it' he demanded, rubbing his thick member around her pussy lips.
'F-f-f-fuck... me...' Rukia stammered, while her eyes were dropping tears of guiltiness and fear. How did she manage to get into this situation? Why hadn't she listened to Renji's warnings? Why did she desire that ass-hole? Even though she had been poisoned, it was unforgivable to behave like this.
'That's my chick' Grimmjow stated, impaling her mercilessly with his long shaft.
She was so wet and excited, and yet a pain shot made her scream loudly, shooting her head up.
Grimmjow made his way inside her, breaking her virginity rudely, unable to hold his furious thrusts due to his extreme arousal.
Rukia was moaning helplessly, both in pain and pleasure. Her vision became blurred, and her dull brain was just focused on the sex, forgetting all her inner conflicts. Wrong or right, who cared, it was pointless right now, and she only wanted to enjoy the ride.
Grimmjow felt how her body was slowly relaxing, adjusting to his size, then he began to enter her deeper. She squirmed, whining.
'Ya like it, shortie?'
'Mmmm y-yes!'
The guy smirked, continuing his thrusts. Her face was just priceless... Her body was so tiny, so frail, so pale and soft... and it was all his. He wandered his hands over her body, still impaling her. She was melting in his hands.
He pinched her nipples, sucking and biting, them, he abused her lips with his sharp teeth, ramming his hard member in to her, the sound of their slapping flesh echoing in the room. Deeper and faster, he went so deep that he could hit her cervix on every thrust, leaving her speechless. He was just too big for her, but that fact was even more exciting for him. The Kuchiki girl was totally subdued to him.
He suddenly pulled out his member and turned her over the table, grabbing her bottom cheeks and penetrating her on that position. Rukia arched her back, her eyes widened at the violence of his thrusts.
'G-G-Grimm... I-it h-hurts...' she managed to say.
'Really?' he mocked, burying his powerful member a lot deeper this time, bruising her cervix and causing her to collapse on the table, trying to catch her breath.
He decided to slow the pace then, he didn't want to leave her unable to walk or sit, this was her very first time after all.
Rukia felt her wet walls being abused by his violent thrusts. Her fluids increased and her groans were becoming loud screams. She felt his hands brushing her petite back, and then suddenly grasping her hair in a strong grip. She feared he would rip her head off if he continued pulling her hair, but fortunately, he released her and grabbed her tiny shoulders, his fingers bruising her delicate skin.
She was slowly regaining her lucidity, as if she was awakening after a long nightmare.
Shame was her main feeling and it went worse when she, reluctantly, admitted to herself she was enjoying this. He had drugged her, ripped her clothes and was now fucking her raw in her very own kitchen. There was something in her twisted mind that made her feel a bit excited... but she didn't want to accept it.
Grimmjow had won; he finally got what he was looking for. And that thought made her feel lower than low.
The blue-eyed guy sensed her sudden change and started to speed up impaling her with such strength that she couldn't keep her thoughts any longer. He grabbed her neck and slammed her face against the table, hovering over her, still thrusting in her soft, wet and warm hole.
'Rukia...' he hissed, biting her shoulder blade, marking her with his sharp canines. She was whining helplessly, crushed by his massive body, struggling to breathe, invaded by him. 'You are so fucking mine...' he claimed, placing one of his rough hands in her filled pussy, rubbing her clit in circles, causing her to scream in pleasure. She couldn't deny it, even though she should. She hadn't felt so good in her life. How can it felt so good when it was so bad?
Grimmjow smacked her perfect rounded butt, leaving behind a red mark with the shape of his hand. Rukia screamed in both pain and pleasure. He knew she was reaching her climax; her legs were shaking and her tight walls were throbbing against his long shaft.
'I'm gonna make you cum, Rukia...' he whispered in her ear, sending chills down her spine.
'Mmmph... Grimm... mmmph... ah...' she babbled, lifting her bottom, facilitating his thrusts, which were now faster and deeper than ever.
'Say it, Rukia. Say you like it...'
'I...I like it... mmph' she said thoughtlessly, desperate to reach her climax.
'Beg me to fuck you, Rukia! Do it!'
'Fuck me! Mmmph, please...' she begged, holding his hand placed in her clit, and rubbing it wildly, finally reaching her orgasm. Mixes of warm fluids were running down her legs.
The petite girl was shuddering, panting and sweating, feeling so high she thought she had lost her sanity.
After a couple of minutes, when she was trying to recover from her intense orgasm, she felt more warm fluids, this time filling her deep inside, and then, slowly falling down her thighs. It was Grimmjow's sperm.
The blue haired man had released his seed inside her, grunting like an animal, thrusting until his balls were empty. Sweat streaks running along his muscled body, he was panting too.
Grimmjow took out his now flaccid member after regaining his breathing rhythm, and pulled up his pants, watching Rukia's abused body, lying limp on the table. Her thighs were streaked with their juices, and some blood stains. He smirked viciously. This was the best goddamn fuck ever.
When Rukia managed to stand up, her legs felt like jelly and all her body was aching. She left the kitchen without saying a word, straight to the shower. That was all she could think. Take a shower. The rest could wait until later.
Blushing? Excited? Wanting to kill me for such intensity in this chapter? I warned you :P