A/N: Ok, this was a little slow going. I meant to get this out earlier but then I started college (again) and I've been looking for more jobs. So, sorry it's so late but enjoy anyways!

DISCLAIMER: I own the plot…not the characters or world.

WARNING: contains male x male…still.

Enjoy!

Grimmjow had a fitful night, tossing and turning on the rubble since all the rooms were destroyed including their furnishing. He'd managed to scrounge up some torn cloths but not much. He wondered briefly if Ulquiorra had found a bed to sleep in but brushed the thought aside, not wanting to think of Ulquiorra. He was undoubted planning Grimmjow's demise at this very moment. Grimmjow tossed again at that thought and buried his face in his arms.

The next week was tense. Ulquiorra kept a very close eye on Grimmjow and in turn Grimmjow paid special attention to Ulquiorra's movements. With Ulquiorra's powers back in full force Grimmjow knew he stood little chance if he decided to take any action against him. They found each other in the same rooms often, whether that was planned or not, Grimmjow couldn't be sure.

Each night that passed Grimmjow would stay up well into the wee hours of the morning, fear and paranoia starting to really get the better of him. Ulquiorra had to know what was going on with him, had to know what his inaction was causing inside of Grimmjow. Grimmjow was thoroughly disturbed each morning he'd wake up without a scratch. Sure his eyes would burn with lack of sleep and his neck would be sore from sleeping on it wrong but there was no evidence of Ulquiorra doing anything to him.

"Ulquiorra! I'm sick of your shit! What are you planning?!" Grimmjow finally snapped a mere 8 days after they'd gotten back to their empty wasteland.

Ulquiorra calmly set down the cup of tea he'd been holding and looked at Grimmjow slowly, unsettlingly. Those green eyes seemed to bore into his and Grimmjow glared harshly, his heart pounding beneath his ribs.

"Answer me!" Grimmjow leaped from his seat across the broken stone table to in front of Ulquiorra's face, knocking over his tea.

Ulquiorra gazed down at his ruined drink then calmly back up at him. Grimmjow only had enough time to feel a burst of panic before Ulquiorra had launched his entire body backwards, over the table and through the doorway, into the hall where he crashed down onto the concrete hard. Ulquiorra was hovering over him instantly even before he'd finished sliding.

"You want to know what I'm going to do?" Ulquiorra asked in a calm voice, leaning close to his ear.

Grimmjow didn't even breathe as Ulquiorra knelt over him, his legs spread over Grimmjow's legs as he trialed a single finger down the scar on his chest, searing the skin slightly and creating another trail. With a quick movement Ulquiorra stood up and grasped the back of Grimmjow's fluttering jacket, dragging him over rubble and debris through the ruins of his once home. Neither made a sound through the short trip until they reached what used to be Yammy's room. A portion of the wall and ceiling were missing but other than that it was mostly intact. Ulquiorra threw the door in and tossed Grimmjow like a ragdoll on the gigantic bed befitting a giant like Yammy. Grimmjow hit the wall after bouncing, yelping as his back and head hit hard.

Ulquiorra didn't bother shutting the door once more. Calmly he walked over to Grimmjow how had finally sat back up, rubbing the back of his head gingerly feeling for blood. Ulquiorra didn't say anything still as he climbed on the bed towards Grimmjow who scampered back, pressing back against the wall but still glaring harshly at the strong Arrancar.

"I've discovered something interesting since we've been back." Ulquiorra finally spoke and grabbed ahold of Grimmjow's collar, pulling him up and away from the wall, pushing his face into Grimmjow's.

Grimmjow didn't say anything, just glared and tried not to flinch away from Ulquiorra, knowing there was no way he could get away from him now.

"You remember that pink substance?" he asked and threw Grimmjow once more, his body landing on the edge of the bed, bouncing lightly. "It seems the change in dimensions has changed it somehow."

Grimmjow watched as Ulquiorra reached over him to the wooden desk at the foot of the bed. On the surface were stones and remnants of whatever Yammy had last been doing at the desk and the jar of viscous, pink liquid but now it was more of a red than a pink. Was it bubbling?! Grimmjow's eyes widened and his eyebrows furrowed slightly when Ulquiorra picked it up.

"Let's see how it changed."

"Let's not." Grimmjow said quickly, attempting to push himself off the bed but Ulquiorra simply gripped his ankles and hauled him back to the middle of the bed.

"It wasn't a suggestion."

A hand gripped the back of his neck and suddenly Grimmjow was shoved around until his face was buried in the dusty, unwashed sheets. His face scrunched up both at the treatment and the fact that this used to be Yammy's bed.

"Familiar?" Ulquiorra asked suddenly as he ripped Grimmjow's white pants straight down the middle, the halves falling down his thighs.

Grimmjow didn't respond, not understanding what he meant by the question. Ulquiorra seemed to understand and uncorked the jar, slathering his fingers in the substance before yanking up on Grimmjow's blue hair and shoving two fingers into his mouth. Grimmjow immediately bit them, his incisors cutting into the flesh but Ulquiorra simply pushed them in farther until they reached the back of his throat. Grimmjow choked a little before swallowing quickly. The effects were almost instant, his insides absorbing the drug immediately after ingestion.

"Gah! Ah it's hot! Ulquiorra stop it!" Grimmjow suddenly yelled, hunching his shoulders as Ulquiorra let go of his hair.

Grimmjow collapsed onto the sheets, his body writhing as heat over took him quicker than it had in the human world. Ulquiorra watched in satisfaction at the reaction. Again he dipped his fingers in the substance and pressed his fingers hard along the crack of Grimmjow's ass, holding him still with the other hand. Once his ass was slicked up he roughly shoved two fingers straight past the tight ring of muscles in Grimmjow ass.

"You bastard! Get off of me!" Grimmjow growled, twisting and tearing at the sheets, scrambling to get away.

"Hold still or I'll cero your ass. I doubt it'll heal very quickly from the inside." Ulquiorra threatened and immediately Grimmjow stilled, knowing he wasn't kidding. Ulquiorra didn't kid.

Ulquiorra would have smirked but that wasn't something he did. This is how it should be, with him as the powerful one, the one in control. Grimmjow should always be beneath him. The thought excited him and he roughly pulled his fingers back out before plunging them back in.

"You like it rough don't you?" Ulquiorra said quietly, moving his hand between Grimmjow's spread thighs to tug sharply at his leaking dick.

When had he gotten hard?! Grimmjow grimaced and growled sharply before stilling completely. 'Familiar?' It made sense to him now. This is exactly what he'd done to Ulquiorra that first day in the human world. Anger and understanding flooded through him and he fisted the sheets in his hands, his clawed fingers ripping through the fabric.

"Damn it."

Ulquiorra looked on with satisfaction as Grimmjow became easier to handle. He shoved another finger past the resisting ring and roughly spread his fingers, pressing around inside Grimmjow until suddenly the body beneath him bowed forward. Grimmjow's entire frame shuddered as those harsh fingers roughly dealt pleasure upon his entire body from that small spot inside him.

Once Ulquiorra had deemed his body ready enough he yanked his fingers out with no warning and pushed his erect cock through his fist, slicking himself before steadying himself at Grimmjow's twitching, gaping entrance. He leaned over his sweaty back until he could whisper into Grimmjow's ear.

"Let me hear you." He seethed between his teeth before shoving forward sharply, buried balls deep in one thrust.

Grimmjow opened his mouth and complied without any intention of following orders. His throat constricted until only a loud, high keen erupted from his mouth. Ulquiorra shuddered at the pained sound and withdrew before slamming back in severely. The sounds coming from the animal were pure submission to his domineering actions. Ulquiorra felt satisfaction settle within him as he finally got the reprisal he truly deserved.

Grimmjow could feel every move of the slim cock within him. The head of the cock he'd memorized with his fingers and mouth was sliding over his prostate and eliciting the most intense feelings inside of him. His sensitive walls clenched possessively around the intruding organ and he bit back moan after moan until Ulquiorra forced his head up, letting loose all the lewd sounds coming from him. His voice echoed back to him, his voice bouncing off all the hard surfaces in the room and straight back into his and Ulquiorra's ears.

"Louder." Ulquiorra said, his voice not changing from that cold, collected sound that Grimmjow didn't like to hear.

Grimmjow looked over his shoulder at Ulquiorra, growling lowly that turned into a slight whine when Ulquiorra pushed harder inside him.

" .louder." Ulquiorra punctuated his demands with harsh, fast thrusts, his hips slapping against the flesh of his ass.

Grimmjow let out a loud groan that ended in a grunt when Ulquiorra pushed in harshly once again, thrusting with abandon now. Grimmjow grit his teeth and bore with it, waiting with barely constrained patience for Ulquiorra to finish with him. As it turned out Ulquiorra was way too close to cumming. This felt better than he'd thought it would. Revenge was certainly sweet on his end of this deal. He relished every sound Grimmjow uttered and when Grimmjow's ass tightened unbearably he gave the lowest of moans before his hips stuttered to a shallow thrust, his seed spilling from him and shooting deep inside Grimmjow.

"Hot." Grimmjow said lowly as he felt his ass flood with Ulquiorra's hot cum.

Ulquiorra rode the waves of his bliss inside of Grimmjow until with fulfillment he slid wetly out of him and leaned against Grimmjow's back. Grimmjow frowned, holding still although it was difficult with a raging hard on and the slightly uncomfortable feeling of his gaping asshole. When he looked over his shoulder he saw Ulquiorra's glassy, blissed filled eyes and quickly acted before he lost his window of opportunity.

Ulquiorra's arm was suddenly yanked out from under him, off-setting his balance and he experienced a weird sense of vertigo before he found himself horizontal against a hot body. Grimmjow gave him a seething glare before his expression softened.

"I'm not done yet you ass." He growled, his baritone voice adding to its effect on Ulquiorra.

Grimmjow dipped his hand much less gracefully than Ulquiorra into the open jar of aphrodisiac and slathered up his cock. Ulquiorra's eyes went visibly wider and despite himself he felt his heart speed up at the sight of Grimmjow prepping his cock undoubtedly for him.

"This is my revenge, not yours." He said sharply, going to stop Grimmjow's arm before it was lightly tapped away.

Grimmjow didn't use any strength since he knew it was useless to against someone as strong as Ulquiorra but the point got across that this wasn't for him.

"Why do you think you're still on top you dick?" Grimmjow bit out.

Grimmjow wiped his hand on the sheets beside him once he finished slathering his cock and slipped his large hands around Ulquiorra's slim sides, lifting his light weight easily until his ass was positioned right over him. Ulquiorra felt his breath coming shorter and his cock which had been mostly flaccid just moments before was now twitching back to life at the thought of that monster disappearing inside of him.

Beneath his fingers Grimmjow could feel how excited Ulquiorra was getting and a small grin appeared on his feral lips. Without warning at all Grimmjow slammed Ulquiorra's hips down at the same time he thrust up sharply. The effect was intense, pleasure and pain shooting through both of them. Ulquiorra was tight again from the time he'd had to heal and from his powers which sped up the healing process. Above him Ulquiorra's mouth opened sharply, those beautiful mismatched lips parting beautifully until Grimmjow could see that pale pink tongue darting back and forth as he held in a moan.

Grimmjow reached up and traced his finger over those open lips and slid them across his cheekbone until his face was cupped in his palm. Ulquiorra reached up with one shaky hand, intent on dislodging that warm hand that caused his thoughts of revenge to go hazy but ended up clutching at it when he was bounced suddenly upon that monster cock.

"B-bastard." Ulquiorra said, the stutter only because Grimmjow chose just that moment to thrust deep inside of him.

Ulquiorra braced himself with his feet flat on the mattress and allowed Grimmjow's hand to travel up his thigh and up his side, his thumb rubbing harshly over one pert nipple.

"I like it when you talk dirty." Grimmjow chuckled darkly.

Ulquiorra leaned forward and flicked Grimmjow hard on the nose, causing the tip to bleed a little.

"Shut up you little bitch."

Grimmjow growled a bit before realizing that was something he'd called Ulquiorra too. He took ahold of Ulquiorra's upper arms and pulled him down roughly until his mouth was at Ulquiorra's ear.

"I'll only be your bitch." He growled as if there were others there and it was a secret.

Ulquiorra pulled back up, his face neutral once more but they both knew of the pounding in his chest that he still tried to deny.

"But that also means you're only my bitch in return."

Ulquiorra wanted to make a comeback but that was beneath him. He settled for a narrowing of his eyes before lifting himself off Grimmjow's cock and slamming back down, drawing a long groan from Grimmjow. Ulquiorra maintained a blank look for only a bit before Grimmjow's cock struck that delicious little spot that had him gasping and seeing streaks of color across his vision.

"What if I told you I didn't hate you?" Grimmjow said suddenly, stopping mid-fuck.

Ulquiorra gasped at the sudden stillness, his hips still moving as he tried to get those wonderful thrusts back. He looked down at Grimmjow with confusion before he registered what he'd just said.

"What do you mean?"

"What would you say if I said I didn't hate you?"

"I don't see why you have to ask me this now." Ulquiorra said, thrusting his hips down to prove just how absurd this sudden conversation seemed.

Grimmjow gripped Ulquiorra's hand and drew it to his lips, pressing them against his mouth as he spoke. "Just think about it would you?"

Ulquiorra felt his chest shudder and a strange feeling overwhelm his senses…what was that? It wasn't pleasure…but it was good? He thought back to the moments before he died. What is love? Ulquiorra trembled at the thought and moved his fingers against Grimmjow's lips until his fingertips rested against slightly parted lips.

"I cannot love Grimmjow." He said desolately.

"I'm not asking you to. But I can. Just think about that." He said before he began moving again.

Ulquiorra keened loudly at the sudden attack on his over sensitive insides and clutched at Grimmjow's hand. Their hands clutched together tightly as Ulquiorra rode him hard and fast then soft and slow, their hips angling differently each time. The closer they got to the edge the noisier they became. Ulquiorra's usually silent voice started picking up like it had in the human world. Grimmjow groaned and moaned unrestrained, taking in the glorious sight above him as he realized he was the one making Ulquiorra come undone and it had nothing to do with Ulquiorra being weak (since he certainly wasn't that anymore).

"Grimmjow!" Ulquiorra yelled when he came, painting Grimmjow's chest with creamy cum as Grimmjow's heat spread through him.

Grimmjow savored that magnificent cry and committed it to memory. Before Ulquiorra could climb off of him Grimmjow tugged him back down to his chest and pressed an insistent hand down on his back until he just laid there, absorbing the warmth of him and not minding that he was lying in his own mess. He'd been in worse. Grimmjow simply purred when Ulquiorra didn't fight him like he'd expected.

Today had gone unexpectedly well for Grimmjow. Sure he'd gotten his ass fucked pretty well but if that's all Ulquiorra's revenge was and not a long, painful, drawn out demise then he wasn't complaining! Grimmjow tightened his arms around Ulquiorra's waist as his softened cock slid out of him and felt a sigh against his chest.

"Next time I get to top first again. I have many ideas on how to get my revenge on you." Ulquiorra said in that cold but satisfied voice.

Ulquiorra felt Grimmjow stiffen beneath him and his heartbeat pick up under his ear and chuckled on the inside. Grimmjow groaned in defeat and simply lay there, basking in the afterglow before he'd let those words really affect him. He should've seen it coming but he could deal with it.

"Fine."

A/N: Finally done. I had no inspiration for this last bit beside the fact that I wanted Ulquiorra to top as part of his 'revenge'. Other than that the rest was blank in my mind before I actually wrote it. Hmph, didn't turn out how I expected…I expected more blood and gore but I guess that'll happen behind the scenes for all the 'goodies' Ulquiorra has planned for Grimmjow later.

Sorry if it didn't end how yalls wanted it to but I like sweet endings to this is how it's gonna stay! R&R, let me know what you thought of my first long fic! Check out my other stories! Thanks guys! ~hearts~