Ugh, I just can't win when I pair up other couples in my stories. I always get some people who hate the combination and others who love it. Oh well…


Chapter 7

I'm laughing; my head tilted back as Ulquiorra twirls me around the room. I can't remember a time when I've had so much fun. This night has afforded me a chance to get to know a different side of Ulquiorra, a side that I liked as much as our physical attraction… his personality. He had a startling sense of humor that at first I found a bit difficult to understand, unsure of whether he was being serious or not but I soon got used to it and found myself laughing openly in his arms. He also seemed to have a deep affection for his parents which I found completely endearing.

"May I cut in?" a familiar voice asked beside us.

Startled, I looked over and nearly squealed with delight. "Grimmjow! What are you doing here?"

I can hear the next song starting and Grimm's hand is grabbing mine, pulling me out of Ulquiorra's arms and on to the dance floor. I glance back and see a poorly concealed scowl crossing Ulquiorra's face. Oh no, that's not good.

"Heya Princess," Grimmjow said while pulling me against his hard body and grinning down at me. Princess… he'd found out several years ago that part of my name stands for that and ever since then he's teased me with the name.

"What are you doing here?" I asked right before I nearly tripped over his feet.

"I should be asking you that. I'm the one who gets dragged to these things all the time. You know that," he answered and grabbed me tighter, bouncing through the crowd of people and nearly bumping in to an older couple. His dancing technique was definitely… unique. Compared to Ulquiorra, Grimmjow was spastic and reckless almost. His feet had no rhythm, almost like he just did whatever made him feel good at the time which led to many almost collisions. Surprisingly though, he was able to nimbly avoid it every single time.

"I'm here with Ulquiorra. You remember him right?"

"Yea I remember him. It was only yesterday Princess. But I thought… wasn't that your first…"

"Uh, well yea. He kind of, invited me this morning to go with him to meet his parents and then… well now I'm here."

"Damn, moving fast aren't we," he said with a teasing grin.

I bit my bottom lip to try to conceal the huge smile that threatened my face. "It's definitely moving…"

"Well he's pretty damn hot so I don't blame ya. Speaking of, you look pretty hot yourself. I've never seen you dressed like this before."

I looked down at my dress and smiled, I actually felt pretty. "His parent's bought it for me."

When the song ended, I was surprised to feel Ulquiorra's hand immediately at the small of my back. His eyes were staring icily at Grimmjow and I felt briefly uncomfortable standing between the two men even though Grimmjow seemed to not notice the look being thrown his way.

"Ulqui, you remember Grimmjow right?" I said, trying to defuse some of the tension I felt from the man beside me.

"Yes, I remember him. Your neighbor, right?" Ulquiorra said, his tone even but I could sense an underlying chill to his voice.

"Yup. Been annoying the Princess for years now," Grimmjow answered and then crouched down to ask me something. "Who are those people staring at us?"

I turned and looked in the direction he was indicating and saw Rukia and Renji taking their seats at our table beside a bored looking Byakuya. Both Rukia and Renji were staring at us, Rukia looking concerned while Renji looked slightly amused.

"Oh, they are sitting with us at our table. Let me introduce you. You'll like them."

I start making my way through the tables, Ulquiorra right behind me with his hand still at my back. I stop when we finally reach the table and all three of them look up at us.

"Rukia, Renji, Byakuya, this is my friend Grimmjow. He goes to school with Ulquiorra and I."

Grimmjow, with his characteristic grin, walks around the table and takes the open seat beside Byakuya.

"Nice to meet you," Rukia says with a polite smile but she is watching Grimmjow curiously, her eyes darting back and forth between the blue haired intruder and her brother.

"Yea, welcome," adds Renji who is also watching the pair warily. Byakuya doesn't say a word.

I glance back over at Ulquiorra who still has a scowl on his face. I hate seeing him like this. I don't want him ever to be upset… especially for no reason. No, this won't do at all.

"Excuse us for a minute," I say to the table and grab Ulquiorra's hand, tugging until he starts following me through the room. I pull him through the glass doors at the rear of the room and out to the well manicured lawn where a few other couples were lingering. I keep walking, holding his hand tightly as our feet crunch over the gravel path that leads to the center of the lawn and behind several large bushes. When we reach the center where the path splits, I look to either side and pull him once again, deciding on the path to the left.

The light from the glass doors of the building is starting to fade from this distance and I can barely hear the music anymore. I glance once more around us and stop, pleased to not see a single person near us. I grab the lapels of his coat and pull him against me, crushing my lips against his. My lips can feel his initial shock but quickly he is returning my kiss and our tongues start to wildly play together. His arms wrap around me and he pulls me tightly against his body, squeezing me like he can't get close enough to me… and I want the same thing. My arms slide up his chest and wrap around his neck, pulling myself closer to his delicious mouth.

"He's gay," I murmur against his mouth, momentarily breaking the kiss but instantly pressing against his hot lips again. I try to slip my tongue back into his mouth but his mouth has suddenly gone slack.

"Who's gay?" he asks as I pull back and look at him.

With a smile I press another kiss to his lips and say between quick pecks, "Grimmjow… he's… gay."

At the end of my statement, I kiss him hard, rapidly forgetting the reason I'd brought him out here. My body is turning into a furnace, every muscle straining to get closer to him. I want him so badly, here… now.

He seems to feel the same way, his lips crushing mine and his hands moving rapidly over every inch of my body that he can reach. He pulls me tightly against him, his hand splayed over my rear and grinds against me. I can feel the hard bulge beneath his pants, his need for me obvious.

"I want you so badly," I whisper against his lips but just then, a noise like someone walking on a twig sounds nearby. Ulquiorra groans and pushes me slightly away, his hand still at the small of my back.

"Just a few more hours," he says before straightening his suit coat and taking my hand to lead me away from the concealment of the bushes and back towards the ballroom.

Grimmjow is still there, talking animatedly with Renji and Rukia. Byakuya is still sitting beside him, his form rigidly stiff in his seat with an unpleasant scowl on his handsome face as Grimmjow practically leans over him while he says something to Renji. Apparently whatever he was saying was quite amusing because both Renji and Rukia burst out in laughter though Byakuya's face didn't change in the least. If anything, he looked even more annoyed.

"Hi guys," I say as soon as I take my seat and Rukia quickly answers me with a smile, still laughing slightly from whatever Grimmjow had said. At that moment, someone calls everyone's attention to the front of the room where a small stage was erected to do a small presentation.

I listen as a heavy set woman starts reading off a list of names of people who have donated to the cause that the event was being held for and I'm only mildly shocked when Ulquiorra's parents were listed as one of the top donors. As the lady keeps rolling off names, Ulquiorra reaches his hand over and brushes the top of my thigh, lightly tracing circles over my gown and sending pleasant warmth throughout my body.

Will my body ever get used to this? Will I ever not react to his touch?

Right now… who cares? It's deliciously wonderful and I'm soaking up every bit of pleasure that I can.

How much more time do I have to wait?

A few minutes later, while the lady is still speaking on the stage, I hear a low, barely audible laugh come from the other side of the table and I'm shocked to see that it came from no other than Byakuya. Grimmjow was leaning towards him, whispering something in his ear and Byakuya was listening intently to whatever it was that Grimmjow was saying. Rukia and Renji were both staring at the two men, their jaws slack in amazement like they'd never seen something like that happen before. Did Byakuya never laugh?

When the lady finally finished speaking, Ulquiorra's parents emerged through the crowd and stood beside the table.

"Are you guys having fun?" his mother asked, her arm wrapped around her husbands back.

At once, we all answered that we were and then I introduced Grimmjow to Ulquiorra's parents. They didn't stay long though, once again being drawn off to another area of the room because they spotted another person they just had to talk to.

Ulquiorra took me out for another dance and for the rest of the night I danced with him, Grimmjow and even Renji once which turned out to be quite entertaining since he knew even less about dancing than I did. Byakuya only left the table to walk casually around the room, never really stopping to chat with anyone. Only once did I see him speaking to someone and it was Grimmjow as they stood in front of the bar with drinks in their hands.

I was somewhat embarrassed by how excited I was to be leaving. Not that I didn't have an amazing time or that the people I met weren't great, I'd even shared phone numbers with Rukia to hang out some time, but ever since kissing Ulquiorra outside, I haven't been able to think about much else.

The drive home was longer than I remembered and I sat anxiously wiggling in the back seat with Ulquiorra beside me, his arm around my shoulders and his fingers playing lazily with a few strands of my hair. By the time we got home, it was past 11pm and his parents thankfully went straight to bed, barely even saying good night before they hurried away. They were nearly as bad as us, their hands constantly touching each other the entire ride home.

I was beyond happy to take my shoes off at the bottom of the stairs and laughed when Ulquiorra grabbed my hand and started pulling me up. We ran up and then straight to his room and before the door even shut, we were on each other, our lips sealed together and our hands moving over each other's body.

It was completely unfair how many more layers of clothing he was wearing than me because within seconds, my dress was pulled off my shoulders and pooled at my feet, leaving me in nothing more than my barely there panties while he was still wearing his shirt, vest and pants.

But mmmm, did he look good in a vest.

I took a step back, letting myself get a better look at him and bit my lower lip. Please let me remember this image for the rest of my life.

He stepped forward, his eyes on me and I took another step back. His mouth turned up in a slight grin and I smiled back just before gasping as he jumped forward and lifted me up, carrying me across the room and practically throwing me on the bed.

His body was on mine instantly, his hips pressing down till my legs parted for him. Our lips battled and I was so entranced by what his mouth was doing to mine that I didn't notice him catching my wrists in his hands and lifting them above my head.

"I think I finally found a good use for this," he said, grabbing both my wrists with one of his hands and pulling his tie off with the other. The soft fabric wrapped around my wrists and then he pulled them up higher till the tips of my fingers brushed against the wooden headboard.

"Ulqui, what are you…"

"I told you I wanted to see you tied up," he said, interrupting me before I could finish my question.

He sat back, straddling my hips as I laid there, completely bare from the waist up.

"Do you see how badly I want you?" he said, reaching his hand down to the front of his pants and grasping the large bulge that was struggling to poke through. My eyes were riveted; watching his hand as he slowly stroked himself through the fabric. I can feel my body responding, a definite wetness forming between my legs. His hand continued to rub himself, pressing the fabric tightly to his erection so that it was plainly visible to see nearly his entire length.

When he moved his hands away, I almost groaned in disappointment but it didn't last long because they moved up to the top of his shirt, deftly working the buttons till his shirt was half open. I could see the outline of his pectorals, the smooth pale skin peaking out of the opening. I licked my lips, wanting to taste that skin and then he undid another button, and another. My hips were moving on their own accord, my heels digging into the mattress. I wanted him so bad that it was almost painful between my legs.

Finally, he undid the last button and slid his shirt off of his shoulders. Oh what a glorious sight! My fingers itched to touch the hard muscles of his stomach but all I could do was grab onto a bar above my head.

Then, he undid the button of his pants and slowly unzipped them, his arousal poking through but still concealed by his underwear. He touched himself again, his hand stroking his thick length and I wanted to see his cock so badly I actually whimpered.

"What do you want baby?" he asked, his hand moving slowly up and down.

There wasn't an ounce of shyness left in me as I answered without hesitation, "I want to see it."

"Just see it?" he asked, continuing to touch himself.

Yes! Just see it, and touch it, and kiss it, and suck it… instead I just nodded my head and watched as he reached his hand beneath his underwear and grabbed himself.

Oh fuck, that was so hot!

I could see his hand moving beneath the fabric, stroking himself with long, slow movements. I was soaking wet now between my legs.

"Please!" I begged.

He leaned down, his one hand still inside his underwear and the other bracing himself beside my head. His lips brushed over mine and I arched up, thrusting my tongue between his lips and drawing his out. I sucked his tongue, wishing it was another organ of his and he moaned before pulling back.

I stared at him, my chest heaving and that's when I noticed… his hand was now stroking his cock without any hindrance of view. I licked my lips, imagining his hard length pushing inside my mouth.

"What now baby?" he asked and started trailing a finger over my abdomen. He traced my belly button and then worked his way up to the underside of my breasts. He circled each orb and then moved to my nipple, circling the pink tip and then flicking the sensitive nub, creating a moan to pass through my lips. With every movement of his finger my clit started to throb and pulse between my legs.

"Ulqui!" I moaned as I continued to watch him touch himself.

"Hmm?"

"Pants. Please, take off your pants," I said and then arched my neck when his mouth took my nipple between his lips. His mouth alternated between sucking and licking the hard tip and I couldn't control my body as it writhed beneath his.

"Let's see if you can come like this," he said and reached his hand up and started gently pinching the other nipple as his mouth continued its torture. I could feel the urgency building inside, the pleasure climbing higher and higher.

"That's it baby, don't hold back," he said and then wrapped his lips around the other nipple, switching places with his hand. When his teeth gently nipped the tip, my body convulsed, sending me over the edge and I screamed my release.

I was so lost in my pleasure that I didn't even notice Ulquiorra untie my hands and strip off his pants till he was grabbing my underwear and pulling them down my legs. In the next instant, his hips were pressing between my legs and I eagerly parted for him, crying out when his enormous length thrust inside my body. There was no gradual build up this time. His hips slammed into me, pushing in so deep and I couldn't contain the sounds that kept slipping past my lips.

Before I knew it I was climbing the mountain again, sprinting towards the edge that would send me spiraling into erotic heaven and he was with me, his breathing heavy by my ear. I wrapped my arms around his back and dug my fingers into his flesh as he thrust once more, twice… and I flew over the edge, screaming his name and digging my nails into his skin.

"Oh Orihime…" he said just before he slammed into me one last time and then collapsed.

His body lay heavily over mine and I loved it. I touched every inch of him that I could reach, my fingers gently scratching his damp skin.

"Don't leave me," he mumbled against my neck as his arms tightened around my body.

"I don't plan to," I mumbled back, still running my fingers over his back.

"Ever… please don't ever leave me."


Hmm... this almost seems like a good place to end this story but I won't. Got a bit more I want these two to do together.