~GrimmxUlqui~
Disclaimer: If I owned Bleach why the hell would I be here?
Warnings: yaoi, rape, smexy stuff, blah, blah, blah… (I think you've figured them out by now)
I apologize for the fact that this chapter is sooooo late. I'm really sorry, I was gonna write it the day after I posted last time cuz I had a brilliant idea (which by the way I completely forgot…) but then I got lazy…oops… then I got hit with plot bunnies and started like 3 other stories…but anyways here it is and please don't hate me for not posting earlier! Thanks
St. Victoria's
Chapter Seven Begins:
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(Ulquiorra…)
Months passed and things were going really good with me and Grimmjow. I was still a little wary about Aizen but he hadn't made any moves towards me since that night so I was beginning to feel a bit safer about being with Grimmjow. Still I was careful not to smile or touch him to much in front of others. However when we were alone it was a different story.
We were currently sitting on his bed playing 'Truth or Dare' and snuggling up next to each other. His arm was around my shoulders, pulling me close to his side. We did this a lot while we sat and talked, and then he would usually tell me more about his family. About how he and his brother were always playing pranks on each other and how his mom would always make his favorite foods for dinner when she noticed his emotions were more messed up than usual. Hearing about this kind of stuff always excited me and at the same time made me feel a little jealous. Jealous of his family, how normal and accepting they were. He could tell them anything, they didn't care that he was bi or that he had issues. They just tried to help him out anyway they could.
"Ulqui?"
"Oh, sorry, what did you say? I was kinda spacing out there," I mumbled, blushing.
Grimmjow smiled at me bringing one hand up to brush his thumb across my cheek, and therefore, making me flush even more.
"I said it's your turn to ask me Truth or Dare."
"Oh, Truth or Dare, Grimmjow?" I managed to say.
"Truth," he answered confidently.
"Hmm…let's see…," I pondered for a moment, trying to think of a good one. After another moment of thinking, and consequently staring at the ceiling, I came up with a one. Once again I flushed, angling my face so he wouldn't be able to see, and asked, "Are you a virgin?"
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(Grimmjow…)
As I heard his question I blushed a bit, feeling slightly nervous and unsure about what reaction my answer would gain from him. But then again, he asked. Ugh, whatever, here goes nothing.
"No," I answered, hoping he wouldn't freak out or something.
He just stayed quiet a moment. Then he asked, "When?"
"Umm, when I was fifteen. I was at some stupid party and I was really drunk and I just…woke up next to some random chick the next morning."
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(Ulquiorra…)
"Oh," I answered, not sure why I was so surprised. I did know he was bisexual and he is gorgeous. I'm sure if I was drunk I would go after him to.
"You're not…mad, are you?" he asked after a moment of silence.
I turned to him, surprised. "Of course I'm not mad," I answered. "After all, I asked, didn't I?"
"Yeah…" he said, still sounding nervous.
"Anyways, it's your turn to ask me Truth or Dare," I supplied, giving him a kiss on the cheek and cuddling further into his side, trying to make things seem less awkward. He rested his cheek on my head and dutifully asked me the standard question.
"Hmmm…dare this time," I said, feeling dangerous.
"Kiss me?" the way he said it sounded like a question.
Immediately I turned, moving so I was part way in his lap and leaned forward, pressing my lips against his. I kissed him gently at first, just moving my lips against his, but eventually he seemed too tired of this because he grabbed my sides and pulled me fully onto his lap and tilted his head so he'd have better access. I gasped as his tongue brushed uncertainly against my bottom lip and opened my mouth. This kiss was different from our usual ones, hotter.
I moaned slightly as his tongue rubbed against my own, challenging me. I responded, fighting back for dominance, even though I knew I would lose in the end.
After a few minutes of this I broke away for air, Grimmjow just moved to kiss down the side of my neck and I groaned softly, our game long forgotten. I gripped his shoulders, arching my neck to give him more room to play his devious tongue across my pale skin.
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(Grimmjow…)
God, Ulquiorra sounded so damn sexy when he made noises like that. I sucked and nipped up and down his neck, determined to hear more. His nails were digging into my shoulder blades and the small pain hurt so good. I wanted to feel more of him. One of my hands traveled down to the hem of his shirt, tugging it uncertainly to ask him if this was alright.
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(Ulquiorra…)
As Grimmjow continued kissing me I felt one of his hands travel down my chest and pull the bottom of my shirt, his way of asking me if it was okay to remove it. I pulled slightly away from his body and nodded, helping him pull it over my head and watching as he threw it somewhere behind him.
He stared at my chest for a minute, making my uncertainty and shyness return full force. I went to cross my arms over myself to cover some of myself up, but Grimmjow, sensing this, gently wrapped his hands around my wrists and leaned forward to kiss my lips once again, very softly.
Feeling a little more confident I pulled him down into a lying position on top of me. This time it was me who licked patterns skillfully up his neck and listened to his groans and pulled off his shirt.
I stared up at his muscular chest. Holy hell was he sexy! My hands followed my line of view and explored his hard stomach.
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(Grimmjow…)
Remembering my mission, to hear Ulqui make those beautiful noises again, I carefully positioned myself on top of him, aligning our crotches and grinded down on him.
"Ohh, my g-god," he quickly pulled his hands up to cover his mouth as he moaned.
I latched myself onto one of his nipples and continued my movements, bringing my hands up and down the sides of his thighs at the same time.
"Grimm, s-stop," he mumbled.
I did, concerned that I had crossed a line. I made my hips stop moving against his, no matter how hard that was, especially when the lack of friction caused him to whimper quietly. I pulled his hands off his face with one of mine, trying to get him to look me in the eyes. His face was red and he was panting hard.
"Ulqui?" I asked my voice full of worry. I didn't want to lose him, didn't want him to go back to being cold and distant as he once was with me. I hoped this wasn't too much for him.
"Grimm…I…" it sounded like he had so much more to say but was worried about what I might think.
"Hey, we don't have to…do this if you don't want to," I tried to assure him. I could never think badly of him.
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(Ulquiorra…)
It was so weird having someone be this concerned about me, about how I feel. I couldn't tell him that I wasn't a virgin either, not now. And I really did want to continue…this. I just wasn't sure I was ready to go all the way yet. Not after…that.
"I w-want to…It's just, idontwannagoallthewayyet," I spoke, jumbling all my words together by the end.
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(Grimmjow…)
Somehow I managed to understand what he had said. I was so relieved; I thought he would be mad at me.
"That's fine, we really don't have to. Whatever you're comfortable with," I assured him, affection seeping into my voice.
Ulquiorra blushed at my tone and looked down at his lap.
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(Ulquiorra…)
I blushed hearing him say that, I was really happy that he wasn't going to force me or anything like that. I wanted my first time with him to be perfect, nothing at all like the rape. However looking down reminded me that I was still left with a rather pressing problem and a quick look over at Grimmjow told me he was in the same situation as I was.
"Umm…Can we still?" Oh my god, I can't believe I'm asking this. I want to curl up and die of embarrassment, but thankfully Grimmjow didn't need clarification and lifted my red-tinged face to his, tangling his hands in my hair and kissing me as he returned us to our former position.
He was careful not to scare me, having me make the first move. I gingerly grinded against him once more, hiding my face in his neck as I did so. The friction was so good, my pants catching just right to create the perfect sensation. I'd never felt pleasure the time Aizen did this to me, but with Grimmjow, it was so, so good.
I panted heavily in his ear as I felt his hand come between us and gently rub against my clothed member.
"Is this okay," he whispered and I nodded vigorously and bucked up into his palm, slightly embarrassed by my actions but to lost to care at the moment.
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(Grimmjow…)
I caressed the hard bulge softly, feeling Ulqui pushed up into my hand. God, this was hot. I grinded my own erection against the side of his leg, and slowly moved to undo the button on his jeans. I looked him straight in the eye, hoping for a conformation. He bit his lips and nodded once more.
Slowly I unzipped his pants, pulling the uniform white pants down and looked him in the face once more before following with the boxers.
He laid naked before me and I could see every inch of his beautiful, pale body. I could see every one of his scars, marring the perfect skin but I didn't mind, they were a part of him. I took him into my hand, stroking lightly and listening to the high-pitched moan I got in response.
I grinded harder and let loose my own moan.
This continued for a few more minutes, till we were both laying there, a panting mess.
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(Ulquiorra…)
I lay under him, feeling the bliss from my orgasm. I rolled my head to the side, seeing our clock and reading the numbers 6:15 PM. Then I realized that meant dinner was almost over.
"Shit!" I said, making Grimmjow jump.
"What?"
"Dinners almost over, we gotta go!" I said frantically, looking for my uniform and putting it on in haste. I threw his shirt at Grimmjow and jumped up and down, trying to get my pants on.
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I scrambled to get out of the room, dragging Grimmjow by his arm, but before I could open the door he grabbed me around the waist and spun me around to kiss me softly on the lips.
I smiled as we ran down the hall, making it with fifteen minutes to spare.
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All through dinner I kept sneaking looks at Grimmjow. I smiled softly to him as he caught me, for once not being careful about someone seeing me.
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(AIZENDUN DUN DUN DA!)
I was watching from the dimly lit hallway. Watching HIM. There was something going on there, he kept looking at his roommate and smiling. Then it hit me, they like each other! How dare he! He's my pet!
I suppose I'll have to remind him whose boss. I smiled darkly…
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(Ulquiorra…)
After dinner one of Grimmjow's therapist wanted to talk to him so he told me that I should go on without him. He'd meet me back at the room after.
So I was walking down the empty hallway by myself, smiling softly. Grimmjow made me undeniably happy. I was glad I had let my guard down and let him in. I think… I might be almost ready to let him in completely. I blushed at this thought, not really paying attention to my surroundings.
Which is why I didn't hear the footsteps behind me or feel someone else's presences at all till I was grabbed from behind and something sharp was pushed into my arm. Something that made my consciousness fade fast…
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When I woke up the first thing I realized was that I couldn't move my arms. I looked down to see that I was in a straight jacket, arms impossibly secure behind my back. I struggled anyway, even though I knew it was hopeless.
I also observed that besides the cloth binding my arms, I was completely naked.
The third thing I noticed was the fact that Aizen was approaching me with a demented look on his face...
~Chapter Seven Ends~
Thanks for reading. I hope the length of this chapter and the semi-smut made up a little for the late update. I also want to give credit to Lifeless Romance for the straight jacket idea. She's completely right; you just can't have an insane asylum without the straight jacket ;)
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-BlackAsDay
