Chocolate Roller Coasters
by Impervious Marr
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Summary: Ulquiorra glared at anyone who looked at the blue-haired Espada for more than two seconds, and pulled Grimmjow inside the amusement park, growling. Grimmjow smirked. GrimmUlqui.
Warnings: AU-ishishish. More 'ish'. MxM, GrimmUlqui, swearing, all the good stuff. Fluff and stupid humor. :D
A/N: I'm really rushing!! I'll get back to replying reviews after I get everything sorted out. Okay? Okay. :D I love you guys.
But anyway.
Kinda citrus-y stuff in here. I repeat, light-kinda.
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7
The Way You Say It
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Why, oh why did he agree to this in the first place?
Oh yeah. Because Grimmjow promised him a kiss.
A freaking kiss for his freaking life.
...
Oh, god, he was turning into one of those women in those trashy romance novels Gin gave him to read to pass the time. Clutching at Grimmjow's arm as they stepped inside the house, he took one look at the creepy surroundings and gripped tighter.
"Ulqui?"
"Grimm, I don't like this -"
"You're cutting off the blood circulation in my arm."
"... Oh. Sorry."
A silence passed and Ulquiorra darted his eyes around the darkness, waiting for the right moment when one of those stupid ghosts will pop out and scare the living shit out of him.
"I told you not to worry," Grimmjow murmured in his ear and Ulquiorra half jumped, squeaking, half-pulled away, ears going bright red. Grimmjow laughed then pulled the other Espada close again, an arm slung around Ulquiorra's waist as they trudged through the Haunted House. "Man, you're jumpy."
Ulquiorra slowly relaxed, melting into Grimmjow's warmth.
They passed a few skeletons and cobwebs - Ulquiorra was used to all that. He was only jumpy at the sudden things coming out to him out of nowhere - especially the stupid idiotic dark. That's why he liked the white of Las Noches so much.
Oh, whatever. He didn't really care about all that.
Grimmjow was warm.
Waaaarm.
Then he thought about all the girls sidling up to Grimmjow like this. He couldn't help but suddenly scowl.
And he scowled even deeper when he realized Grimmjow couldn't see his scowl.
"Man, when are we gonna get to the good part?" Grimmjow whined, and Ulquiorra 'tch'ed audibly. "All this waiting stuff is making me -"
BLAMN!
The floor immediately gave out.
"FUCKING HELLLLLL!"
They fell a good height, both Grimmjow and Ulquiorra screaming out - AHHHHH - before they landed on a soft surface.
OOF!
Grimmjow groaned painfully as Ulquiorra's elbows dug into his chest. "Ulqui - your arms -"
Ulquiorra didn't seem to hear it and Grimmjow tugged them away, letting Ulquiorra's face land squarely on his chest.
Ulquiorra sputtered, scrambling for purchase. Grimmjow sat up, mindful of the way Ulquiorra shifted anxiously across his hips as he tried to find balance. "W-Where are you, Grimmjow?" He timidly placed his hands at Grimmjow's body and trailed downwards, trying to gauge what he could.
Well.
He rather would have Ulquiorra unknowingly molest him in the dark, but he needed to get out of this.
"Ulquiorra, you're sitting on me."
"Oh." He got off, dusting himself as Grimmjow did the same. "Are you all right?"
"Yeah, took me by surprise that's all," Grimmjow laughed, moving towards Ulquiorra. "You're shaking?"
"Negative," Ulquiorra replied spitefully, and Grimmjow laughed again. "I do not find it hilarious!"
"But I do. Eh, that's nothing. At least it wasn't a body falling out from the sky or anything."
A body suddenly rolled down from the trapdoor above, hitting the floor hard with a 'thump'.
Ulquiorra shrieked, clutching at Grimmjow and hugging the blue-haired Espada tightly. Grimmjow whistled in appreciation.
"Now that's what I call perfect timing."
"I can't believe - stupid trash contraption - why aren't you scared, Grimmjow and - Grimmjow?" Ulquiorra asked suddenly, eyes fixed on the lump. "... I believe it just moved."
Grimmjow gave him a funny look, and stared at the body too. "How can it move -"
The body twitched, and rolled over, showing a pair of teeth smiling back right at them, eyes bulging out.
"Ehehehehe..." It giggled.
Ulquiorra let out a shriek that was enough to wake up the dead. Ironically enough, the body started to convulse and twitch and the head suddenly snapped up, still looking at them with that expression. Wasting no time at all, Ulquiorra dragged both of them hurriedly towards the next room using his amazing strength and slammed the door behind them.
He breathed in erratically, before rounding up on Grimmjow and glaring. "I want to get out. Now."
"But it's just getting started!" Grimmjow whined, pulling Ulquiorra close.
"You are not to distract me again! Grimmjow, get your hands off -"
Grimmjow kissed Ulquiorra on the lips immediately, then broke apart, smiling an indulgent smile. Not one of his Grimmjow-Grins. This was one of those grins where Ulquiorra knew that he was exclusively treated to it.
It made him feel -
"- That won't work. Now get off, you piece of -"
He kissed him again. Ulquiorra gasped when they finally broke apart, then hit Grimmjow on the arm, snarling as the blue-haired Espada laughed. The tips of his ears felt extremely hot and it bothered him.
"- Grimmjow!"
"Yes?"
"I'm being completely serious! Lets evacuate the area and - oh."
"Shh."
Grimmjow licked the tip of Ulquiorra's nose, before slipping down seamlessly, tracing the outline of Ulquiorra's parted lips with his own tongue. He took a teasing dip down at Ulquiorra's neck where he knew the hollow hole would be if they were in Arrancar form - Ulquiorra was really, really, really turned on - before pulling away, smirking insufferably.
"You were saying?"
Ulquiorra snapped out of his dazed look.
"I... I -"
He looked confused. Then he growled when he realized he actually forgot what he was about to say.
"That wasn't very nice, Jeagerjacques," Ulquiorra murmured, pouting and looking to the side.
"But you look absolutely downright cute and fucking sexy when you're all confused like that," Grimmjow supplied bluntly. Ulquiorra hit his arm again, scandalized.
"Grimmjow!"
"What? It's true." He smiled mischeviously before it turned into an evil leer. His hands around Ulquiorra suddenly started roaming, especially one of them which started to slide lower, until they reached on the small of Ulquiorra's back. The green-eyed Espada's breath hitched.
"Grimm..."
Oh shit. Oh shit. If Ulqui keeps on calling him out like that -
"G-Grimmjow."
Grimmjow dipped his head lower and Ulquiorra simply pushed both of them together, grinding against the other man almost wantonly, simultaneous with the way their bodies shifted against each other at the same time - and Ulquiorra groaned, and Grimmjow immediately wanted him right there and then.
He slid his hands inside Ulquiorra's shirt and ran a finger against the curve of Ulquiorra's slender hips and the fabric edge of the pants which were keeping his hands well away from Ulquiorra's -
And Ulquiorra gasped almost inaudibly, voice faltering when Grimmjow's leg shifted and it was in between Ulqui's own.He thrusted lightly, unable to help himself.
"Oh - Grimm -"
On the wall, on the wall, on the wall right now -
Grimmjow immediately switched their positions, pushing Ulquiorra up against the wall and pinning him there and - and - unbuttoning his shirt down and down while Ulquiorra was thinking of nothing and everything and the fingers too near his skin. The Sixth's Espada's voice was now absolutely sinister as it dropped to a low, purring tone.
"Fuck - you just love doing that don't you, Ulqui? Calling my name out in that voice that's fucking turning me on."
It was smooth and it washed over Ulquiorra and it melted him on the spot like chocolate. His cheeks blazed red when he registered the meaning but he took them no mind - even as the wall dug into his back - he was too busy feeling Grimmjow against him.
And that improper use of his tongue should be illegal. Absolutely. Ulquiorra grasped the back of Grimmjow's hair as he slid lower, licking all over his collarbone and over and on that spot where his hole should be, suddenly he wanted very badly to get back into Arrancar form how would it feel like how will it be like and he almost choked when Grimmjow blew warm air on his hardening nipple.
"That's - not - fair," Ulquiorra gasped, almost kicking out and he couldn't do anything but look at the mass of blue hair blocking his view from the show. He wanted to see. That, and he wanted Grimmjow to just - "Get - it - over with!"
Grimmjow latched onto the nub and licked hard and slow - Ulqui faltered and he almost cried out - and he sucked - and the Fourth Espada let his head fall back - and he nipped on it before soothing it with an almost affectionate kiss - and Ulquiorra simply stared ahead, mouth dry, off to the darkness above, where he squinted at it hazily -
Hmm, a pair of eyes.
Wait.
Before realizing that he was being watched by hanging dead bodies.
"AHHHHHHHH!"
Ulquiorra shrieked bloody murder, immediately grabbing his other partner to run out of the house, consequences be damned. Not finding it fast enough, he simply punched through the walls and ran through the hallways to the back exit. He found it eventually, and gasped for air, rubbing his face once they were outside.
And a murderous looking Grimmjow followed right after him, sporting a very noticable hard-on and the Frustration of all Frustrations, cussing every which way as he went to the side and cooled himself down.
Ulquiorra went beside him after that and looked as apologetic as Ulquiorra Schiffer can get.
"I apologize," he murmured, and Grimmjow took one look before he waved it aside, sighing.
"It was bound to happen... Cliche, remember? Don't worry about it. We'll have more time once we get back to Las Noches." Grimmjow couldn't help the leer that spread.
Ulquiorra turned a light pink, and looked down. Then blinked.
"So how did you um... Take care of your problem?" Ulquiorra asked curiously.
"You don't want to know."
"Grimm..."
Only because he called me Grimm. Only because he called me Grimm and he's fucking cute.
"You asked for it. I imagined Nnoitra in his birthday suit posing for porno pictures of the fucking weird kind," Grimmjow deadpanned.
Ulquiorra stared. Grimmjow laughed awkwardly, and he coughed right after.
"Um. Well... To make you feel better... I'm imagining you in your glorious nakedness too?" He asked hopefully.
Ulquiorra stared again, before turning red and turning away, walking off.
"And I actually like you. Of all the trash in the world," Ulquiorra grumbled. He was suddenly pulled back and spun around, lips meeting Grimmjow's naturally.
The kiss ended way too soon for his taste.
"For the record, I like you too," Grimmjow murmured against his lips, smiling.
And Ulquiorra couldn't help but turn red again and he looked down on the floor -
Though his lips curved upwards.
And damn - Grimmjow absolutely loved it.
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End Chapter Seven.
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A/N: ;w; It gets dirty, doesn't it. The next chapter will be the last! Stay tuned!
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