The second you were inside your house, you found yourself pinned roughly against your front door, trapped by a very lusty looking Grimmjow. His hands were on either side of your face, his eyes holding a lustful glow. He leaned forward, hovering his lips over yours, the feel of his hot breath puffing against your lips making you want to just close the gap between your mouths. You opened your mouth to say something, only to have Grimmjow take the opportunity and crash his lips desperately against yours. His hands immediately grasped your hips, pulling your lower half against his, causing you to release an almost inaudible moan at the feel of his hardness pressing against your thigh. Grimmjow's tongue invaded your moist cavern as you delved your hands into his silken locks, pulling his face closer to yours. His tongue battled for control in the kiss, and inevitably won, though you didn't care in the slightest.
He broke away, only to give you a chance to breath before moving in for another heated kiss. You traveled your right hand down his chest, tracing your index finger over his taut and heated muscles, the male's skin twitching at your teasing touches. You rested your palm over his right pec for a moment, before running it up his neck and running your fingers through the blue hair behind his ear. Grimmjow broke away again, his breathing as heavy and irregular as your own. He gave you a sultry look before moving his lips to your neck, attacking the column of flesh with bites and kisses. You let out a mewl of pleasure, gripping his head and closing your eyes, zips of pleasure mixed with pain dancing in your nerves. The blue-haired male before you ran a hand on your spine, his fingers tickling your flesh as he moved, and ran his hand into your hair. He tilted your head back, in order to lavish your sweet flesh will the attention it craved.
His other hand suddenly moved to your neck, the other joining it as he fumbled with the tie of your halter top. Grimmjow let out a growl of irritation until the flimsy knot came undone and revealed your still-hidden breasts from him. Lowering his hands quickly, he fiddled with the connecter strap of your bra, growling in irritation when it wouldn't budge. His patience gone, Grimmjow grabbed the material in both hands and ripped it apart, the tearing noise not even registering in your foggy mind. You felt your bra become loose and shrugged it off, the article falling to the floor next to your halter top. Grimmjow stepped back slightly, admiring your chest, a gentle blush adorning your cheeks as you turned away from his smoldering gaze. A hand grabbed your face and forced your sight on Grimmjow. "Don't look away from me, Cinderella," he growled, reaching his free hand up to your exposed right mound and squeezing it once. You mewled in response, your eyes closing of their own accord. "Look at me," Grimmjow ordered, his fingers pinching your erect nipple and earning a hiss from you. You cracked your eyes open, heat flying to your core when you were met with the glazed blue eyes of the male before you.
He groped your breast again, another noise of delight coming from your slightly swollen lips. Grimmjow lowered the hand that was on your face down to your neck, leaning in and capturing you in a fiery kiss. His other hand busied itself with toying with your breast, muffled moans coming from the back of your throat. You tightened your grip on his head in response to his feather-light touches, silently begging him for more contact. The blue-haired male broke away from the kiss, lowering his hands to your hips and pinning them against the door behind you. His face trailed down your neck, applying a quick trail of kisses to your burning flesh before he stopped at the valley of your breasts. A pleased cry was torn from your mouth when Grimmjow took your neglected nipple into his mouth, sucking harshly on the pink nub. You ran your fingers through his scalp in pleasure, gripping his hair roughly when he nipped your unsuspecting bud. He released your nipple and blew cool air onto the stiff peak, your teeth clenching and a low groan leaving your mouth. Grimmjow repeated the same wondrous actions to your other breast, earning heavy pants and moans from you.
His hands stayed at your hips, the heat from his palms shooting sparks within your core. There was no greater feeling than his hands on your body. One of his hands suddenly moved, along with his mouth, the latter of the two planting open-mouthed kisses on your neck as he raised himself to your level. The hand that had moved stopped on your abdomen, goose bumps forming over the trail that his fingers created across your flesh. Before Grimmjow had a chance to continue, you tore his shirt from his body, revealing his familiar and still unbelievably sexy muscles to your greedy eyes. Smirking at your appreciative looks, Grimmjow closed the gap between your mouths again with a kiss that sent powerful tremors down your core. He suddenly started lowering his hand, hooking his fingers into your mini-skirt and sliding the material down to the top of your knees. He released the article, allowing it to pool around your ankles beside your other discarded clothing. The male tickled your thighs with his fingertips as he moved his hands to the last remaining piece of clothing on your body: your panties. Just as Grimmjow started inching his right hand towards your eager womanhood, you stopped him by gripping his forearm. He gave you a confused look, though it was hard to tell through the cloudiness of his eyes. "Not here," you spoke, lowering your hand to his and leading him to your bedroom.
You released his hand just as you walked through the doorway, sitting on the side of the mattress with your legs hanging over the side. You beckoned to him, giving him a sultry look? He eagerly strode over to the bed, quickly pinning you beneath him and pressing his hard manhood against your lower half, quakes of lust shaking your entire body. You let out a low moan at the intimate action, bucking your hips into his and earning a pleased groan from the male on top of you. He looked at you with lustful eyes, though they held a slightly dangerous glint, as if he was silently warning you to not tease him. You let out a shuddering mewl of pleasure when Grimmjow placed his hands on your breasts and drifted his palms down your body, stopping at your panties and sliding them down your legs. You watched Grimmjow's eyes trail down your body, hungry and uncontrollable lust ablaze in his blue orbs. Grimmjow began crawling onto the bed, and you got the signal and moved back a little. You settled with your head on the pillows and Grimmjow on all fours over you.
He leaned forward and pressed his lips to yours, attempting to distract you from his index finger quickly sliding into your hot channel. You tore your mouth from his to release a loud, pleased cry. "G-Grimmjow! Nng," you ground out, your eyes snapping shut and your teeth clenching as the male before you started thrusting his fingers in and out of you. "You're soaked, Cinderella" he growled lustfully, lowering his mouth to the sensitive skin below your ear. He nipped at the flesh, sucking on it roughly, leaving another mark to prove you were his. Releasing the skin between his teeth, he murmured, "I love it." His words sent pleasurable shivers down your spine, the husky tone of his voice sending your temperature up a few degrees. You let out yet another delighted moan when he inserted a second digit into your burning sheath and continued with his heavy pace. You started desperately bucking your hips into his hand, the male chuckling at your attempts to make him move faster, thrust deeper, anything to send you over the brink of ecstasy. Grimmjow scissored his fingers inside of you, stretching your walls and forcing a groan from your parted lips.
Grimmjow suddenly stopped his actions, sliding his fingers soaked in your hot essence out of your entrance, earning a desperate whimper from you. You cried out in pleasure when his index finger started to toy with the sensitive bud hidden within your womanhood. He almost brutally antagonized your button, needy and heavy moans coming from your mouth at the powerful sensations that caused your legs to shake uncontrollably. Your core throbbed with each heavy beat your heart created, the sound of the latter ringing in your eardrums. Grimmjow, sensing you were close to release, moved his free hand to your entrance and slid his first two fingers, pumping them in and out of you at an inhuman speed. "GRIMMJOW!" you nearly screamed, the white heat of release almost setting your flesh on fire. Fireworks of pleasure exploded all over your body as your walls tightened around the blue-haired male's fingers, spilling your juices onto his digits. You cracked your eyes open, watching as Grimmjow lapped your essence from his fingers, a noise akin to a purr of delight rumbling from his throat. "Amazing," he whispered, licking his lips for any drop he may have missed.
A fiery surge of lust expelled any feelings of tiredness that had come from your orgasm at the lustful tone of his voice. You crawled towards Grimmjow, settling yourself between his legs and leaning forward so your hands were on his chest. Your fingers traced the lines of his muscles down to his pants, tugging them off of him. You nearly let out a moan as you stared hungrily at his erect manhood, anticipative tremors shaking you to your core. Not even noticing, or caring of Grimmjow's lack of underwear, you lowered your mouth down his abs and started kissing and nipping at his skin. Your hands slid themselves onto his hips, holding them down as you continued moving south on his body. You suddenly engulfed Grimmjow's impressive member into your hot mouth, pushing your hands into his hips when he tried to buck his hips as he released a loud groan of pleasure. Another sound of heated delight was ripped from behind his clenched teeth as you began to suck harshly on his arousal. You bobbed your head up and down, Grimmjow's hands gripping the poor sheets so tightly his hands turned white. "God…Cinderella" he panted, his eyes snapping shut as you started working your tongue up and down his shaft. He was close, so close. Grimmjow finally cried out your name in release, his loins tightening as he released his seed into your mouth, which you eagerly swallowed. The bittersweet liquid held an unusually intoxicating taste, and you licked his manhood clean to ensure you got every last drop.
You watched his eyes closed in ecstasy, the male basking in the glow of his orgasm. His chest rose and fell in a slow manner, and you found yourself enticed by how peaceful he looked. Grimmjow suddenly opened his eyes and stood up from the bed, moving across the room towards to the shower. "Where are you going?" you asked, confused as to why he was leaving before you got to…The male smirked, leaning an elbow on the doorframe, giving you the best view in the world of his perfectly sculpted body. "To the shower. Are you gonna join me or not?" he replied expectantly, his eyes watching your naked form hungrily. "Technically," you started, walking over to Grimmjow and brushing a hand over his chest as you strode past him. "It's my shower, so you'd be joining me. »
You immediately turned on the water to hot, quickly stepping in and shuddering at the cool water, and the irresistible thoughts of Grimmjow, in your shower with you, wet and naked. Said male followed you in, not wasting any time as he pushed his lips to your mouth in a hot kiss and pinned you to the back of the shower wall, the now-hot water spraying all over his back. You released a needy noise of pleasure when his already hardened manhood pressed completely against your bare thigh. God, you wished he'd just hurry up and make you truly his already, instead of being the teasing bastard he was. Grimmjow heard and broke off from the kiss, chuckling as his hands fell from their position on either side of your head to your waist, tracing circles on your excited flesh. "Not yet, my little vixen," he crooned in your ear, the evilly teasing tone in his voice almost causing you to whine desperately. "Not yet."The male before you started to get onto his knees, a quiver of anxious surprise causing your legs to tremble as he gripped your thighs in his hands.
He let out another chuckle before parting the lips of your womanhood and allowing his breath to puff over your pearl, a desperate groan of frustration and need being forced from your throat. "How much do you want it?" Grimmjow growled, blowing cold air onto the small bundle of hypersensitive nerves before him. "I want to hear you say it."You shot him a steamy glare, but it was short lived. Grimmjow suddenly leaned forward and licked your button, a delighted cry being ripped from your mouth at the sinfully amazing action. Your hips bucked against his face, only to have him pull away with a small and taunting lick at your entrance. "G-Grimmjow, stop teas…Nng..." you were cut off by another lap at your womanhood, starting at your button and going down to dip briefly into your core. "S-stop teasing...you basta…" Grimmjow shot his tongue in and out of you again, stopping your angry retorts immediately."Beg," the male ordered, arousal surging in his veins at the exotic taste of your fluids. He smirked at the defiant spark within your green orbs, knowing full well he could snuff out that instantly. You shook your head angrily, half of you insulted he thought you'd give in so easily, the other half wanting him to force it out of you. Grimmjow let out a chuckle and lapped at the small amount of juices that were slowly seeping from your core, earning a loud groan from you as his tongue traced your entrance. "Gri…Grimmjow…""Yes?" the blue-haired man purred, flicking his tongue over your nub, earning a half-muffled hybrid of a gasp and a moan from your lips. "P-please…" Damn your pulled away just enough to meet your glazed eyes, his orbs revealing how much he must have been holding back. "Please what?" He was doing this just to taunt and tease you, to shatter your pride until it was no you didn't care. "Grimmjow please…stop teasing me…"
Satisfied with your "answer", Grimmjow leaned forward and gave a languid lick at your womanhood. He was rewarded with a pleased cry of his name from your lips, growling at the intense pulse of lust that throbbed in his body when you said his name. Grimmjow returned his attention to your clit, pressing and wriggling his talented tongue over the hypersensitive bundle of nerves. You let out a drawn out groan, finishing the lovely sound with a sharp cry of delight when Grimmjow sucked on the pearl before him. As you continued to release a multitude of noises, you started to almost worry about falling because your legs were trembling so fiercely at the wondrous feelings assaulting you. Suddenly, the male before you thrust his tongue into you, tasting your hot essence and groaning at its bittersweet flavor, the vibrations from his noise making your core quake with need. "G-Grimmjow…" you groaned, bucking your hips shamelessly into his face, your pride flowing down the drain with the hot water. "Say my name again," he growled as he pulled away from his task, a desperate whine being drawn from your parched throat. Resuming his task to encourage you along, he started a rough and quick rhythm of shooting his slick tongue in and out of your entrance. "Grimmjow!" you nearly screamed, though the lack of water in your throat prevented the sound to come out as loud as it should have. "Oh God, Grimmjow don't stop…!" The blue-eyed male growled and removed his tongue from your soaked womanhood, sucking on your button as he trailed his right hand south. He thrust his first two digits into your burning core, not even giving you a chance to adjust to the new but welcomed intruders. You cried out in ecstasy, the pleasurable combination becoming nearly too much for you. And suddenly, Grimmjow stopped. Just as you were about to force him to finish what he began, you found yourself trapped between the damp wall of the shower and a very, very hungry looking Grimmjow. His hands flew to your hips, gripping them tightly as he leaned in to your face, his slightly puffed lips hovering over your own. "Ready?" he growled, his tone and the animalistic glow in his eyes showing you how much effort he was putting into not pounding into you senselessly. "Yes," you groaned out, feeling the tip of his hard manhood press eagerly at your wet channel. "God just take me alre–"
Grimmjow suddenly slammed into you, a feral groan of pleasure escaping his lips at the feeling of your tight, soaked walls trying to accommodate his size. Slight pricks of pain filled you, causing small tears to form at the sides of your eyes. The male before you smelled the bitter salt in your tears and moved forward to lick them from your eyes. He placed a trail of almost gentle nips down your neck and buried his face into your wet column of skin, his hips shaking at the restraint he was imposing on himself. The sharp pain slowly ebbed away, leaving behind the desperate need for Grimmjow to move. You couldn't move your hips very well, but you managed to buck your pelvis into Grimmjow's, the restraint in him snapping like a taut string. He pulled back before thrusting into you again, your eyes locking as he filled you to the hilt. You quickly pressed your lips to his in a frenzied way, the ecstasy mounting in your core forcing you to moan into the kiss. Grimmjow's hands removed themselves from your hips, allowing you to move with him. One of his hands wound into your hair, tilting your head back as he deepened the kiss, the other groping lustfully at your breast. He broke off from the kiss to bury his face into your neck, nuzzling into your soft flesh and groaning as your walls tightened around him slightly. Your core throbbed at each thrust he made, small and incoherent noises of pleasure spilling from your parted lips. Winding your hands into his hair, you ran your fingers through his soaked, blue locks and closed your eyes, a brilliant white taking over your vision. Grimmjow could feel you were close, the sporadic clenching of your walls around his manhood nearly driving him to the edge of ecstasy as well. He started pistoning his hips into yours at an inhuman speed, driving your loud moans into shrill cries of pleasure. Your mouth was forced open in a hoarse scream, the walls of your womanhood tightening around Grimmjow's shaft as you let your orgasm overtake you. Your eyes snapped shut, feeling your essence seep out of you and onto Grimmjow's manhood. It was too much. Your cum coating his member, your desperate cries of pleasure, your tight sheath clenching around him, it was wickedly wonderful. Grimmjow released a loud groan of your name, slamming into you one last time before his seed spilled into your core.
Grimmjow removed his face from your neck and pressed his forehead into yours, his hot breath coming out in short puffs, exactly like yours. You opened your eyes and were met with your lover's dazzlingly cerulean orbs. Smiling gently, you pressed your lips to his for a brief moment, the male responding eagerly to your sign of affection. "That was amazing," he panted against your swollen lips, a smirk crossing his handsome features when you nodded your head and giggled in agreement. You suddenly yawned, glaring at Grimmjow when he chuckled at you for making such a cute sounding noise. Grimmjow suddenly gathered you into his arms, hoisting you against his chest bridal-style, and carried you to your bed. He set you down onto the mattress before he crawled in beside you and wrapped his arms tightly around you, bringing you against him in a protective manner. Admittedly, you were surprised; he hadn't made a snaky comment to ruin the–"You're mine, Cinderella. Forever."…Never mind.
