If anyone is interested, check out Qiubi's picture called 'Ulquiorra again xD' on DeviantArt. That's the image I have in my head as I'm writing this… besides the tears. That picture is just an orgasm waiting to happen.
I'm such a perv.
Oh and gosh darn it, I didn't mean to make Grimmjow gay. I toyed with the idea for a little while and later decided I didn't want it that way but I forgot to go back and change it. Oh well, I guess he's gay now in this story.
Chapter 3
My heart is still pounding inside my chest as I stare at myself in my bathroom mirror. Ulquiorra was still in the other room, lying deliciously naked in my bed. My body is pulsing with life, my legs wobbling from the intense pleasure that had just been delivered not more than ten minutes ago. My face is flushed prettily and my eyes are bright and alive. Sex agrees with me.
Wait, let me rephrase that. Great, amazing, earth shattering sex agrees with me.
I quickly run my brush through my tangled hair and assess myself one last time in the big rectangular mirror. Taking a deep breath, I push through the door and walk across the hall to my bedroom. I peak inside, he's still there. Mmm yes, he's still there. His gloriously naked body is sprawled on top of the covers, his sex lying semi-flaccid on his thigh… thick and yummy. He has such an incredible body, thin and toned in all the right places. His hair is hanging in messy strands over his brow and my fingers itch to brush it back.
"You gonna join me or should I start posing for you?" his smooth, deep voice says and goose bumps form on my skin.
"Would you really do that?" I ask, stepping into the room, trying to cover my naked body with my arms and failing miserably.
Ulquiorra laughs and shakes his head. "No. But I wouldn't mind if you did."
'Yea right,' I say in my head and jump in the bed, pulling up the covers and sliding beneath.
"Oh that's not fair," he complains and wiggles beneath the blankets as well. His arm snakes around my waist and he pulls me against him, my right side pressed against his torso. He's leaning over me, his raven hair falling around his face and I brush it back, enjoying the feel of it between my fingers. His fingers start to move from my waist, trailing circles over my skin as they slide up my stomach to my left breast. My muscles start to clench in anticipation, my breath hitching in my throat.
"Do you wanna go watch the movie?" Ulquiorra asks quietly, his finger tip circling my nipple.
I gulp audibly and look into his grinning face. His lashes are so thick it almost looks like he's wearing eye liner. Most girls would die for lashes like his… I would die for lashes like his.
His finger is now playing with the tip of my nipple, rubbing over the sensitive nub and sending sparks flying through my body. I arch up instinctively and close my eyes, enjoying the feeling and pressing my body closer to his. His palm is now rubbing over the hardened peak, his fingers outstretched but not touching me. A direct line between my nipple and my clit has been formed and every movement of his sends heat to the over sensitive ball of nerves between my legs.
"Is that a no?" he asks, my eye lids fluttering open in confusion.
"No? No to what?" I breathe and stare up into his beautiful green eyes. I can't think straight when he's touching me. Heck, I can't think straight when he's in the same room as me. Everything about him just jumbles my brain.
Another chuckle escapes Ulquiorra's lips and I can't help but smile as well at the sound. "Watching a movie," he answers.
"Oh. Well… if you want," I say but secretly hope that he doesn't want to. I'm perfectly happy where I am at the moment.
"Mmm… not really," he responds and leans down, taking the nipple he'd been torturing with his hand between his lips. I groan and my back arches. My hand moves into his hair and I grab the strands lightly. This has to be the most exquisite pleasure. I feel the flicks of his tongue all the way to my toes and they curl beneath the sheets.
When he lifts his head from my breast, I groan in disappointment but he kisses and licks his way over to my other breast, laving attention to the other peak. I could lay here forever with him doing that but I have a sudden urge to touch his body and lick every inch of him. I place my hands on his cheeks, lightly pushing him away from my body.
He stares at me, confused and I bring his face to mine and kiss him, my tongue slipping between his lips. "Ulquiorra?" I say against his mouth, my tongue still sliding over his lips. "Can you roll over?"
He looks amused and does as I ask, rolling over onto his back and crossing his arms behind his head. I move and straddle his hips, forgetting the fact that I have no clothes on and my breasts are bare for his gaze. I ignore my insecurities for once and let my eyes devour him. Every inch of him was perfect. I lean down and kiss his lips gently and then move over his jaw line, pressing tiny kisses along its length. My lips slide down to his neck, my tongue poking out to lick the sweet skin.
I continue my feast over his shoulders and chest, then work my way down his stomach. I follow the lines of his abs and then kiss my way down till I reach the base of his penis.
When I look back up at his face, my hand grasping his shaft, he's staring down at me, his eyes wide and filled with lust. I lean forward and gulp him down; not bothering to waste time with little licks and pecks. I want to feel him in my throat and throbbing in my mouth. I suck hard, pulling him deeper and deeper, sliding up and down his length. His hips are restless beneath my mouth and I place a hand firmly on them, loving the effect I was having on him. If the act alone didn't turn me on, watching him react as I sucked harder and harder would have easily pushed me to that point.
"Orihime… s-stop, please," he begged and I cocked an eye at him. 'Stop, why?'
"I don't wanna come like this," he answered my silent question and I pushed him as deep in my mouth as I could handle and slowly slid up, sucking hard as inch by inch he left my mouth. His hips jerk when the head of his erection pops through my lips and he's breathing heavy, his chest heaving and eyes blistering with sexual heat.
"Come here!" he commands and I eagerly comply as his hands hook beneath my arms and start pulling me up him. We kiss and his hot mouth is devastating, making me moan and gasp in a chorus of sexual need. I can feel his member between my legs, sliding between my slick feminine lips. I'm ready for him… God I'm ready for him.
"Do you have another condom?" I ask, silently cursing myself for not having any of my own.
He nods his head and says, "They come in packs of three. Reach in my pocket."
Three! Hell yea! That means after this round we can go again!
Quickly I sit up on his hips and reach for his pants which were still crumpled on the side of the bed. My hand pushes into his pocket and I pull out both condoms, throwing one on my bedside table and ripping the other. I hand him the opened one and say semi-shyly, "I'm no good at this."
Instead of grabbing the rubber from my hand, he grabs my wrist and moves it to his waiting erection. "Here, I'll do it with you."
He guides my hand, slowly rolling the condom over his thick, hard arousal and I smile triumphantly at him when it's completely on.
"It's all yours," he says, lying back down with his hands on the tops of my thighs.
All mine… mmm I can get used to that. I shift my weight till I'm settled directly over him and then reach down and guide him to my entrance. Oh such sweet pressure! I'm going to drive myself crazy with anticipation… and I love it. I tease myself with his head, rubbing it around my entrance and my clit. His hands are squeezing my thighs harder and harder. I take a look at his face and his eyes are riveted to my movements.
Slowly I slide him inside, burying him inch by inch inside me. I can feel my feminine walls stretching to accommodate him and it's such a carnal pleasure that I shiver from the overly erotic stimulation. I sink deeper on him, my neck arched back and my breath rasping through parted lips. Suddenly, his hands slide up my thighs and wrap around my waist then push me down… hard, as he thrusts up into me. I scream out his name as the full feeling overwhelms me.
Cautiously I start to ride him, watching his face as I move up and down his length. His hands are still circling my waist, his fingers lightly digging into my skin. I move faster.
His hips start to meet mine, pumping upwards as I drive my body down on his cock. Soon, his thrusts become more forceful, bouncing me back up so that I slam back down on him. Oh it's so incredible. Every thrust sends an almost painful pleasure ripping through me. The feelings are starting to build. I've never felt such wild abandonment in my life. Usually I'm so worried about whether I'm doing it right, whether he's getting enjoyment out of it, if my breasts are bouncing too much… I don't care this time. All I care about is this mounting ecstasy that's building inside me.
His hands leave my hips and reach out for me and I grab them with my own, threading my fingers through his as I continue to move over him.
"That's it baby. Come for me. I wanna see it," I hear him say and I lock my eyes with his.
I'm mumbling incoherent words, crying out as another burst of pleasure spreads through my body. My grip tightens on his hands. I'm so close. Oh so close and I slam down on him one last time as my body starts clenching with intense spasms. I practically scream with the release and then his hands pull me down to him, bringing my chest against his as he wraps his arms around my back.
He's still pumping in to me and his lips capture mine, kissing me almost desperately and then I feel him thrust one last time, his body holding me so tightly I wonder if I might have bruises tomorrow… but I don't care. It feels too good.
My body is completely spent over his and I slump against him. His arms are still wrapped around my back and he's holding me close. We're both trying to recapture a semblance of normalcy with our breaths but time is lost to me. When a bit of feeling has returned to my body, I try to lift myself off of him but I fall back down. Apparently my body wasn't ready to move yet and judging from the way his arms are locked around me, I don't think he's ready for me to move either.
"Inoue, my last name is Inoue." For some reason it feels strange being this intimate with someone who doesn't even know my full name.
"Cifer. Ulquiorra Cifer. I'm 22 years old. No brothers or sisters. I like to pretend to read as I watch sexy red heads walk by."
I giggle and play along, lifting myself up with my hands to look down at him. "I'm 20. No brothers or sisters either. And I like to stalk sexy black haired men with perfect green eyes."
"Oh really," he says and opens his eyes to grin at me. "That's pretty pervy. I like it."
I lean down and kiss him firmly on the lips, our tongues meeting and our groans merging into a single sound. "I'm thirsty. Wanna get a drink with me?" I ask and push myself up to sit on his hips again.
"Sure. I can use a drink as well."
I start to lift myself off of him and I shutter at the feeling of him leaving my body. He's only semi-hard but the feeling is still exquisite. Quickly I make my way across the room and grab my robe hanging from my closet door and slide it on, effectively covering myself down to mid-thigh. I secure the belt around my waist and turn to see Ulquiorra pulling on his boxer briefs and running a hand through his tangled mess of hair.
He looked good enough to eat.
He followed me out of my bedroom and down the hall to the kitchen where I started pulling out two glasses and set them on the counter. At the same time, he pulled out a jug of water from the fridge and met me at the counter. He moved behind me and pressed his body against my back, reaching around me to pour the water into the glasses while at the same time he nibbled gently on my neck.
"Mmm, I'd much rather have you than the water," he murmured in my ear and for probably the hundredth time that night I found myself quivering in his arms. My hands shook as I lifted my glass to my lips and took a small sip. I glanced at the clock on my microwave and couldn't believe what time it was.
"Holy cow, its past midnight," I said out loud.
"Incredible sex will make you lose track of time," Ulquiorra said and pressed another kiss to my neck before turning and putting the water back.
So he thought it was incredible too. Score!
"So what do you want to do now?" I asked, turning to face the rest of the room and watching him walk back towards me. Oo and what a sight. He should be a model for boxer briefs.
"Hmm well, I would like to say round three but sadly, I won't have enough condoms for the morning. And I love morning sex."
Morning? He wants to stay over night. 'Hooray!' my inner voice cheers and I try to resist the temptation to jump for joy in the kitchen.
"But I guess there are… other… things we can do that don't require condoms," he says and I melt at the way he says and the implied meaning behind the word other.
Stuttering, I ask, "L… like what?"
"Well," he starts, closing the distance between us and grabbing my hips to press them against his. "You made me all hot and sweaty so I'd love to take a shower."
I nod my head, the action being about the only thing I can manage when he's looking at me like that.
"… with you."
I gulp and nod my head again. Shower… yes shower. "That would be… nice," I say, putting it mildly. He takes my hand and leads me out of the room towards the bathroom. I stand there stupidly as I watch him getting the shower ready, turning the knobs till he's satisfied with the temperature. Once he's done, he steps back and pulls off his briefs. My inner devil is hootin' and hollerin' with a pile of dollar bills in her hand.
He stops when he's about to step into the tub and turns to me with a grin, "Aren't you going to join me?"
"Yes," I say too quickly and pull out the loose knot on my belt. I shrug out of the terrycloth robe, hang it on the nearby hook and practically jump into the shower with him. He has the water at the same searing hot temperature that I like and I sigh as my skin stings to life.
He's already soaked, his hair wet and hanging in strands down his forehead and neck. His eyes are searching the stall and they settle on a bottle of body wash. Picking it up he reads, "Peach. Hmm, well I don't think I've ever smelled like peaches before," and he squirts some on my mesh sponge and starts lathering himself up.
Wait… that's my job!
I reach my hand out and steal the sponge from him, smiling wickedly as I look up into his stunned face.
"Let me."
First, I press the sponge to his chest, scrubbing over every inch and up around his shoulders. Then I move down his stomach, lower till I encounter his groin. A little life has flooded his penis and I want to slip him in my mouth more than anything but there's so much more to wash and see. I clean the area, probably spending way more time there than necessary and… eh, screw it, I lick him into my mouth and suck, enjoying the taste of his skin mixed with the water streaming down and a slight soapy residue.
He sucks in a deep breath and places a hand to the back of my head. Wow I love doing this to him. It doesn't take long before he's pulsing long and thick in my mouth. I steady myself with my hands on his hips and take him as deep as I can, feeling him prod the back of my throat.
"Orihime… wait," I hear him say in a strangled voice. I turn my eyes up to look at him but I don't release him from my mouth. "I wanted to… make you… come," he says, pausing each time I suck him deep in my mouth. I ignore him and keep going, increasing my speed and reach a hand to cup his balls, playing with them as I continue to blow him.
Not a minute later, his hand grabs a fistful of my hair and he thrusts his hips forward. I hold on to him, waiting for the salty liquid to pour into my mouth but he quickly pulls away, spurting semen on the tiled walls. He leans heavily against the wall with his shoulder, breathing heavily and his eyes barely open as he looks at me.
After he regains his breath, he stands up and looks at me, his eyes full of mischievousness. "Your turn."
Didn't really want to end the chapter here but I have to leave to visit some family and friends for Christmas and I won't be able to get back on the computer tonight… maybe not even tomorrow since I have to work. Sorry for any errors, not enough time to check.
I hope you enjoyed and for all who celebrate it… Merry Christmas!