"Oh for fuck's sake." Akiyo sighed as he listened to the sounds filtering through the underwater world.
"Is this a porn film or some shit? All we need is a really cheesy soundtrack." Grimmjow asked as he cleaned out his ear with a pinky finger. His white companion groaned, resting his forehead in one hand.
"Worse. King is getting it on." It wasn't the first time this had happened. When Ichigo was consumed with a strong emotion, be it terror or pleasure, his voice filtered down into his inner world. That was useful sometimes. It let his inner hollow know that something was going on that required his attention, anyway. Other times it was a pain in the ass, and this was one of those times. "At least I'm not completely alone anymore. When this happened before I had to just endure it then wank a bit." Not that he found Ichigo's voice, panting and moaning, that sexy. But until he'd acquired a mate, he'd been damned frustrated. There was a laugh from his friend and Akiyo glanced at him curiously.
"Are you telling me that all the time we've been in here together, this is the first time he's gotten laid?" The ex-Espada asked and Akiyo blinked. "Hey Kurosaki! You're fucking lame!" He yelled and the hollow slowly grinned. It was an evil, evil grin that promised torment for his King.
"You know, I just had an idea. I bet I could take you with me when I look through King's eyes." Akiyo said and Grimmjow blinked, before grinning. It was just as evil as the inner hollow's grin.
"Oh fuck yes! Do it, do it!" Grimmjow urged him and Akiyo concentrated hard. It wasn't that easy – Grimmjow was not supposed to be part of Ichigo's inner world, not the way he was – but he managed it. And they got an excellent view of peach skin and brilliant red hair. Then an even better view of some really lovely tits. Tits his King was caressing as he moved against the girl, making her moan.
Wow. Good going Kurosaki, she looks even better than I thought she would! I should have tapped that when I had the chance. Grimmjow's voice rang out very clearly and Ichigo jerked in reaction.
"Grimmjow?!" There was a confused sound from Orihime and Akiyo couldn't hold it in anymore. He laughed hysterically, his voice an insane cackle. "You! Shut up!"
"Ichigo…?" Orihime panted out, gripping his hips and trying to urge him on. He'd stopped moving, distracted by his inner demons. "What's… wrong…?"
"Sorry Orihime, sorry." Ichigo whispered, gently kissing her throat. "Just my inner hollow pretending to be Grimmjow… don't make me go in there after you." He muttered to the squatter in his mind, which shut the hollow up. Ichigo couldn't know, but Akiyo really, really didn't want that to happen. Quickly severing the connection the hollow returned himself and Grimmjow to the inner world.
"Oi, what the hell? I wasn't done, I was gonna critique his technique!" Grimmjow complained and Akiyo grinned at the thought. But then the grin faded.
"I don't want him to come in here. The bastard might sense you even if you hide, and then I'm sure he'll get that asshole who runs the shop to try and pull you out." Just the thought made him feel sick. He'd been alone so long, he didn't think he could bear it again. Grimmjow scowled, looking away.
"…You're sure I can't leave?" He said quietly and Akiyo flinched. He knew Grimmjow wanted to go and didn't really blame him, but it still hurt a little.
"No, I'm not sure, I'm not a scientist. But I am sure the shinigami won't give a shit if pulling you out will kill you. In fact, you're an Espada, they might prefer to kill you." He said and Grimmjow's scowl deepened for a moment before he sighed.
"Ain't that the truth? Okay, let's let Kurosaki get his groove on then. Did you want to play Risk?" He asked and Akiyo nodded. A good game of Risk sounded nice right now.
It would take their minds off the porn track going on overhead.
"Akiyo! Where the fuck are you?" The white hollow ignored the call, adjusting his clothing and looking at himself in a mirror.
"How do I look?" He asked Zangetsu. The zanpakuto was watching him with a pained expression.
"Gorgeous." He said with a sigh, making the hollow grin. As it turned out, Zangetsu had had enough female wielders over the years that he knew how to apply makeup. Akiyo had prevailed on him to bring out his feminine side.
He was wearing a dress. But not just any dress. Ichigo had apparently visited this store at one time, probably carrying bags for Rangiku or Rukia. This store specialized in gorgeous dresses, the kind that were meant for formal occasions. They didn't fit him, of course, but that was nothing that a bit of stuffing couldn't fix. And the place also sold special bras, meant for those who needed a bit of prosthetic help. One of those combined with a bit of tissue had given him a very credible boob job.
The dress he'd picked out was interesting. The underdress was a vivid red, but it was softened by an overdress of black chiffon. The chiffon was tightly pleated, so the effect was a black and scarlet color that had immediately caught the hollow's attention. His shoulders were adorned with beautiful rhinestone ornaments, and there was another such ornament beneath his bust. The gown was tight there, and then flowed to the floor in a beautiful wave. That helped to disguise the fact that he didn't have much in the way of hips. Altogether, it was very flattering on him and Akiyo stretched out a leg with a grin. The dress was slit on one side almost to the hip, and he paused to admire the patterned thigh high socks he was wearing. They were black and studded with little rhinestones.
The makeup had been a bit tough, with his dead white complexion. But Zangetsu had managed it, and he was looking amazingly like a girl. His long hair had been released from its usual tie and brushed out until it floated behind him like a wave of silk. Two thick pieces on either side had been pulled back, joined together in a braid that slid down the middle. Akiyo loved that little touch.
"Akiyo! What the hell?" Grimmjow was starting to sound really pissed. The hollow grinned and gave Zangetsu a peck on the cheek before going to the door. The zanpakuto just stared after him, utterly mystified by the action. Akiyo didn't stick around to watch his confusion, though. No, he went outside and called out.
"Over here!" He waited by the door, taking a sexy pose and extending his leg from the slit of his dress. Grimmjow took one look and stopped dead in his tracks, his blue eyes going wide. "Hello there, handsome. Want to take me somewhere… interesting?" He said in his best sexy voice.
"Are you fucking with me?" Grimmjow said in disbelief, his eyes roving up and down his lovers' body. "What the… how'd you…" His brain appeared to be shutting down. It was really kind of hilarious to watch and Akiyo grinned wickedly.
"Don't you like it? I know you like girls." He sashayed up to the arrancar, sliding a hand over his muscular chest. "I thought you might like this, too." He watched as Grimmjow shook off his shock and grinned like a shark, the bones on his cheek parting. Then the other man gripped him by the waist and kissed him. Instead of fighting back, Akiyo played the demure maiden to the hilt, letting the arrancar lead the kiss.
"You are fucking gorgeous." Grimmjow said as they parted, glancing him over again. "Nice boobs, they look real." As he talked his hands were exploring, sliding up that slit skirt to cup his ass. "Wait, what – are you wearing a thong under there?" He flipped up the skirt to take a look and the hollow laughed.
"You like?" From the look on Grimmjow's face, he definitely liked. The thong was bright red and made his package look huge. Akiyo wrapped a leg around the arrancar's waist and kissed him again, smiling at the way the lipstick was coming off onto him. Just little smudges of red, it made it look like Grimmjow had been eating raw meat. He liked the effect.
"Does this mean I'm going to top?" He said with a throaty growl and the white hollow laughed as big hands began sliding down the thong, exploring his crack.
"Shit yes. Ravish me, you bastard." He purred into Grimmjow's ear. Vaguely, Akiyo wished they could have a real night on the town the way humans did it. A meal, entertainment, dancing… all a lead up to the main event, a way to whet the appetite. At least, that was why he thought they did it. And he thought it could be damn sexy, tantalizing each other that way. But there was no food, no live shows, not even any music in the inner world. Nothing but the sex, so he put it out of mind. He'd enjoy what he had.
And Grimmjow did not disappoint him. The arrancar gripped his ass, lifting him up and slamming him against the brick wall of the shop. Akiyo wrapped his legs around that muscular waist, gripping his shoulders and holding himself up easily. The skirt was hiked up and slid to the side, the slit helping considerably. Grimmjow yanked his pants and boxers down, freeing his cock, and Akiyo grinned as he saw it was erect and ready for action. But how could it not be?
Then that huge cock stabbed into him and Akiyo yelped in pain, tossing his head back and snarling softly. The pain was a turn on, and his hierro prevented any real tearing. A moment later his fingers dug into Grimmjow's shoulders as the arrancar's erection rubbed against his prostate, teasing him with just a ghost of pleasure. And the bastard knew exactly what he was doing, too. Akiyo could see it in his eyes and his shit eating grin.
"Stop… teasing… augh!" He gasped as the pressure and pleasure gradually increased until Grimmjow was hitting him hard, sending jolts of fire to his groin with every thrust. "Oh fuck!" His eyes almost crossed as a large, callused hand freed itself from his ass and began to jerk him off, fingers grazing the tip of his erection and making the head weep. "Sh-shit!" Caught between what was happening in his ass and the hand around his cock, Akiyo threw back his head and howled his passion. The sound of a hollow mating echoed through the city and to his absolute hilarity, a voice came back.
Keep it down in there you lunatic! Ichigo sounded pissed and the hollow dissolved into a fit of laughter, Grimmjow's laugh joining him. Fortunately his King didn't hear that, or he would have had a lot of questions. Then the laugh turned into another keening howl, and he really didn't care if Ichigo heard. This felt too good to hold back. But there was no complaint from the teen, and Akiyo vaguely realized that Zangetsu was blocking him from hearing. He made a mental note to himself. He really owed the zanpakuto for this… then he completely forgot about it as Grimmjow kissed him, chewing on his bottom lip. The tang of blood filled his mouth but Akiyo didn't mind the mild pain. Quite the contrary, it felt wonderful.
Hissing, the white hollow dug his nails into Grimmjow's shoulders, tearing through the fabric of his shirt and leaving bloody lines on his skin. Then he kissed the arrancar's throat, leaving behind more lipstick smudges, marking his territory. Grimmjow responded in kind, sucking on his soft white skin and penetrating the hierro enough to leave a hickey behind. Akiyo screamed, his back arching as the pleasure became almost overwhelming, then whimpered as Grimmjow squeezed the base of his erection, holding him back. He wanted to cum, damnit!
"Oh fuck… fuck…" He murmured, black and gold eyes wide as the arrancar slammed into him over and over again. Grimmjow was clearly reaching his limits, blue eyes wide and feral with lust and mating instincts. But then he grinned wickedly, blue eyes shining with malicious pleasure.
"Beg for it." He snarled and Akiyo howled again, tightening sharply around his partner. "Ah! Good but… beg… argh!" Grimmjow howled with him and Akiyo considered just tightening his muscles again. He was pretty sure Grimmjow couldn't hold out much longer. But then maybe he wouldn't let go of the base of his cock, and that would be too much.
"Please! Please, you motherfucker, let me cum!" He begged and the grip released, turning into a few hard jerks that made stars erupt behind his eyes. "FUCK!" The white hollow came with another scream and Grimmjow's howl harmonized with it as the arrancar emptied himself into his mate. Akiyo gasped, enjoying the feeling of Grimmjow's seed filling him. It was a shame there wouldn't be any cubs, but that was something neither of them could do, not as prisoners within Ichigo's inner world. "Ahhh." Akiyo relaxed, nuzzling the other man's throat and smiling as Grimmjow gave him a gentle, tender kiss.
"My mate." The arrancar whispered and that small declaration warmed Akiyo down to his toes.
"My mate." He replied, affirming the statement and felt Grimmjow's arms tighten around him for a moment. Then he dropped his legs, finding his footing and glancing over his dress. "Ah. Not bad." His cum had largely hit Grimmjow, which was fine really. His shirt was already badly torn. "Oops." He muttered as Grimmjow glanced over his back at the damage. But the ex-Espada just shrugged and stripped it off.
"It wasn't my favorite anyway." He said with a grin, which was a relief. "Here." He flipped the skirt aside again, and used the remains of his shirt to clean off a bit of the cum. It would wash away quickly enough, but that was still nice. Akiyo reached into his pocket – the dress had one single pocket, on the un-slit side – and pulled out several kleenexs. The job went even faster with those to use. "Hey, kleenex's work underwater? What the fuck?"
"Your guess is as good as mine." He said wearily. King's world really made no sense sometimes. "I think they have the same protection as books do but I dunno. I'm just glad they work." If they were nothing but a soggy mess, cleaning up things would be so much harder. "You want to know what's really weird? Paper towels don't work. They don't even exist here, anymore. They all vanished after the place flooded."
"Okay, that's seriously fucked up. Does this place have any real rules?" Grimmjow asked and Akiyo just shrugged. King's world did have general rules, but there were always exceptions. It was an interesting place to live. "Nice shoes by the way."
"You like?" Akiyo said, pleased, as he stretched out one foot. He was wearing black, dressy sandals with very thick soles. They made him several inches taller, which was good because the gown was really a bit too long. "I think they'd be great for kicking someone in the fork." It had been his first thought when he'd saw them. He blinked as Grimmjow made a choking sound.
"Okay, if we're gonna have a spar you gotta take those off." The arrancar said and Akiyo grinned. That was hilarious. "So what do you want to do now?"
"Hmm." Akiyo considered it a moment. "Why don't we go down to the bar? The one that has a karaoke stage? There's no music and no booze but we can sing." He liked to sing, in fact, and Grimmjow had an excellent voice. "We could do a duet. Might be fun." Although alcohol would have made it a lot better. For about the thousandth time, he cursed Ichigo for the lack of food in his inner world. Really, would it have killed him to give them something to eat? But Akiyo knew that wasn't fair. His stupid King probably didn't have enough control over himself to give them anything.
"Sure, why not." Grimmjow agreed. They linked their arms together and went off, for all the world like a young couple taking a stroll. Well, except for the lack of a shirt and the scratches on Grimmjow's back. And the nice hickey on Akiyo's neck.
But they were hollows, after all.
"Woo hoo!" Grimmjow propelled himself through the water, grinning as he tried to beat Zangetsu to the ball. Akiyo grinned as he watched the zanpakuto shoulder the arrancar out of the way, grabbing the ball and tossing it to him. "Hey you fuckers! Whose side are you on, anyway?"
"Mine?" Akiyo replied as he got the ball and nailed a fish with it. The fish floated up, stunned, and the hollow grinned. "Score!"
They were playing an odd sort of game, suited to an odd sort of place. The objective of the game was to stun as many fish as you could. Akiyo and Grimmjow were both playing to win, but Zangetsu was a wild card. He didn't care about winning something so silly, but he did seem to enjoy playing the other two combatants off on each other. Akiyo had wondered why he'd agreed to play and now he was getting an idea of why.
"We're low on fish. Scene change!" Grimmjow got the ball again and raced off, looking for more fish. Akiyo cackled in joy before following, Zangetsu trailing behind. "There's some!" They got over the local mall and Akiyo glanced down. He could see his reflection in the skylights.
Finally! But I must be careful. If only the zanpakuto weren't there this would be so much easier… but I will find a way…
Akiyo leapt forward, feeling a light tug on his clothing before he got the ball. There was a fish below him and he cast it straight down. Unfortunately, he missed the fish and his eyes went wide as he realized where the ball was going to go. Grimmjow and Zangetsu saw it as well, but none of them were close enough to stop it. The ball hit the roof of the mall with the sound of a thousand windows shattering and Akiyo cringed.
DAMN!
What the hell are you idiots doing in there?! Akiyo cringed again as Ichigo's voice rolled over them. He sounded outraged and the inner hollow could hardly blame him. If having a normal window broken hurt him, how would having the entire roof of the mall broken feel? That stuff wasn't real glass, it was a plexiglass material, but it hadn't been strong enough to withstand the hollow's full strength.
"Uh… fucking up? Big time?" Akiyo said with absolute honesty as Grimmjow went to look for the ball. If he didn't find it, there was a sporting goods store in the mall, getting a new one would be no problem. Then Zangetsu spoke.
"It was my fault as well, Ichigo. We were… playing a game." The admission clearly pained the serious and stoic zanpakuto and Akiyo sent him a grateful look. He was honestly getting rather fond of Zangetsu. He seemed to approve of the hollow's relationship with Grimmjow, and showed it in many ways. There was a pause and then Ichigo sighed.
Sorry Jii-san, I shouldn't have yelled. But you gave me an instant migraine. Can you please not do that again? Akiyo noticed how Ichigo was suddenly polite when he realized he was talking to Zangetsu, and scowled. Then he sighed and turned away. Why should the teen be polite to his inner hollow, anyway?
"We will be more careful." Zangetsu promised and they both felt Ichigo's attention wandering away. Grimmjow came back with a new ball that he promptly tossed at a fish. Another stunned fish floated for the surface as the arrancar laughed.
"An instant migraine? Hey, let's go look for some more windows!" He said cheerfully and Akiyo cackled, but shook his head.
"We don't want him coming in here to yell at us. Although it would be funny as fuck." What would his King make of his zanpakuto playing a game with his hollow and the ghost of his worst enemy? Akiyo grinned as Zangetsu got the ball and took aim at a fish.
It would certainly be interesting.