Chapter Eight

"Delilah, take off your hood and look at me." Nnoitra demanded, stopping in front of her

"No, get out of my way." Delilah pushed past him, only to have him grab her arm. "AGH!" She cried out in pain, her free hand clutching his. "Let go." He could hear the tears in her voice. "Nnoitra, you're hurting me."

Nnoitra loosened his grip, but did not let go. "What happened to you? What did he do?"

"It's none of your business." Delilah jerked her wrist out of his hand, instantly regretting her decision. "DAMNIT!" She yelled out, hunched over in pain.

She saw Nnoitra take a few steps back

"Suzuran."

"Mmh."

"Turn around."

"Lieutenant-,"

"I'm not asking. It's a direct order from your superior."

Delilah slowly turned, her face still covered by her blue hair and black hoodie.

"You never wear your hair down." Renji took small steps towards her.

"Sometimes people need a change in their routine."

"I'll give you one opportunity to explain. Be honest and I won't force you to take the hood off."

"I suggest you and someone else, maybe lieutenant Kira help Lieutenant Hisagi with his kido spells on his Zanpakuto. Kazeshini has been taking over him. It's really taken a toll on him." Delilah lifted a sleeve on her hoodie, revealing bruises. "He needs to get it back under control before he becomes a subconscious and the Lieutenant we respect no longer exists." She put her sleeve back down.

"And those marks?" Renji's facial expression stiffened. "You know how I feel about any man that lays a hand on a woman."

"Rough sex." Delilah kept her head down

"What?"

"You heard me. It was just a spot of intense rough sex."

"You're lying." Nnoitra stated from behind her.

"No one asked for your opinion." She turned around, glaring at him.

"That…" He pointed at her face, "Is not a result of rough sex."

"Lieutenant Abarai, please help Shūhei." Delilah walked past Nnoitra, leaving space between them

"Where are you going?" Renji inquired

"To the world of the living to buy sake. I don't want to remember what happened last night." Delilah turned around and faced both guys, slowly pulling the hood off her head and moving her hair behind her ears. "Would you want to remember something that happened with these end results?"

"Rough sex? Seriously, Suzuran?"

"We had a fight, okay?" Delilah quickly let her hair fall back over her face and pulled her hood back over her head. "You'll be happy to know your precious Lieutenant wasn't touched." Delilah turned, running from both of them.

"Go after her, Nnoitra. She needs someone there for her that she trusts. Besides, she still has a war to wage. I'll have Abigail and Kokoro filled in on what she needs."

"Thank you, Lieutenant." Nnoitra took off quickly after Delilah, easily catching up with her.

"What do you want?" Delilah held a fast pace

"I need you to get out of here. You need me to get back. We need each other. Let's go get some sake!"

Delilah stopped, slightly lifting her head. "You're just going to ignore what you saw?"

"When you are ready to talk, you will. But I won't force it out. Just know I'm here whenever you need someone to be there. I'm not going anywhere."

"Hey, Nick?"

"mmh."

Delilah held out her hand. "Boyfriends are supposed to hold their girlfriends hand." Nnoitra smiled, gently taking her hand in his. "You're so warm!" Delilah scooted closer to him, holding his arm, her body against his. She leaned her head against his arm.

"Delilah?" Nnoitra stopped at the gate.

"mmh?" Delilah slightly looked up.

Nnoitra lightly brushed her hair back with his free hand, caressing her jaw, his thumb brushed her bruised lips. Nnoitra leaned in, his forehead touching hers. Delilah closed her eyes, taking a breath, she tilted her head up, letting their lips meet. Delilah let out a light moan as she stood on her tiptoes, deepening their kiss. Nnoitra broke the kiss, kissing her nose. "I'll never understand why I feel this way, but it's overwhelming. Let's go home. The sooner we go and you get everything done, the sooner we can come back and see Annabeth."

"Yeah. And Grimm. Where's Nel?" Delilah suddenly remembered she was forgetting one child.

"Shit. The white haired Captain."

"Short, spiky hair, pretty eyes?"

"No, the tall one, long hair."

"Captain Ukitake! We need to get there quickly!"

"No need. She ended up somehow with Ichimaru and Rangiku." Captain Hitsugaya cleared his throat. Delilah turned around to find Nel sleeping in his arms. "Apparently Kaname and Abigail kept her busy."

"Thank you, Captain Hitsugaya." Delilah reached out for Nel only to have the captain pull away.

"Nick, take the child." Hitsugaya handed Nel over

"Noooo!" a small protest came from her. "Lilah!" Nel squirmed around, breaking free from Hitsugaya, walking over to Delilah and squeezing her leg. "Pleath?" Nel's big eyes won her over. Delilah bent down, opening her arms, wincing as Nel gripped tightly around her neck.

"Thank you, Toshiro. Would you help Renji and Izuru see to Shūhei?"

"I give up on correcting you right now. Yes, I will help. Be safe, Delilah."

"Yes, Captain." Nel flung her arms up, knocking Delilah's hood backwards.

"Ask Orihime to heal you before you get your alcohol. You'll have people thinking he's been beating on you."

"Yes, Captain." Delilah fussed with her hair, pulling it back over her face.

"I'd hide that ugly mug too, if I were you." Grace called from behind them. "Gilga, does Dad know you're here?"

"Ayasegawa." Delilah growled low

"Ulquiorra knows." Nnoitra stood in front of Delilah

"You have the brat too, I see. Can't wait to see what Grimmjow and Ulquiorra do to her." Grace sneered. "Toshiro, I'm leaving with them. I'm not coming back."

"Good riddance." Captain Hitsugaya mumbled, walking away

"Nnoitra." Grace held out her hand. He did not take it. "Got a new favorite I see. Fucked her yet?" Grace walked ahead of them

"No." His answer was short and curt

"Hey Sis, you can have him if you like sloppy seconds." Grace laughed. "Shūhei was a decent fuck too." Her grin spread to a sadistic smile

"The only sloppy thing here is your manners and your vagina. I can't help that you try to fuck every guy you come in contact with."

"I don't know, your dad seems to like my sloppy vagina." Grace stared at Delilah

"You are a whore. I don't ever want to hear you rag on Mom for her choices when you can't even keep your legs shut."

"Oh you really are a little firecracker, aren't you, sister? Come open the Senkaimon. I want to go home."

"Why don't you go to hell instead? There'll be more souls for your dirty self to fuck there." Delilah spat out, seething

"At the moment, I am currently ranked stronger than you. When we get back we will have a battle to see who is stronger. Until then I suggest you mind your manners."

"Pretty sure I can handle you." Delilah smiled

"Just know he was mine before he was ever yours. He won't stay with you after he has you. Open the godforsaken gate, Delilah."

Delilah's smile dropped. What the hell happened to Grace?

"Grace, I am with Delilah." Nnoitra took her free hand.

"On what? You want me to go to hell too?" Grace turned around, her smile dropped

"I'm with her, Grace. And I'm not leaving her."

"Just wait to see what Ulquiorra has to say about that."

Delilah walked up to Grace just passing her. "From my experience with him I'm sure he'd be more than happy. Because unlike you I can actually produce children and Nnoitra makes a great specimen." Delilah didn't take time to stop and look at her sister's face. Four hells butterflies emerged as she opened the gate leaving the Seireitei.

(*)

"Soten Kisshun, I reject." Delilah whispered, her hands hovered over Nel. Ayame and Shun'o appeared. "I have a theory I'd like to try with you. Could you reverse the damage to her skull?"

"Yes!" they formed their shield over the sleeping child, slowly reversing the years of damage done to the previous third Espada. Mid healing Nel changed into her adult form.

"Thank you, Ayame, Shun'o. I should find clothes that will fit her."

"No need. I have her previous uniform." Grimmjow walked in, stopping behind Delilah. "You're gunna have to harden up around here. You're too soft. Learn to stand up for yourself, Delilah." Grimmjow brushed her hair back, revealing the fingerprints around her throat. "You should have let me kill him."

"Thank you, Grimmjow." Delilah looked forward, her eyes never leaving Neliel.

"Delilah, what happened?"

"I had an all out fight with Shūhei. Obviously, I lost. You're right. I am too soft." Delilah shed a tear

"So you and Nnoitra?"

"You and Grace…"

"Not your business."

"Ditto."

"Make sure she comes to see me before Ulqu-"

"Grace told the truth for once."

"Shit!" Delilah fell forward clutching her chest. "Sneaky bastard!"

Ulquiorra held out his hand to Delilah, who hesitantly took it.

"You and Nnoitra. I'll allow it. I would have preferred Aizen."

"Haven't met him. Are you sure he exists?"

"Delilah…"

"I never thought of you as gay, but if you prefer Aizen, you can have him. I'm content with Nnoitra."

"You have jokes. How funny."

"Coming from someone with no sense of emotions."

"Watch your tongue, Delilah." Ulquiorra released her hand.

"I can't. It's on the inside of my mouth." Delilah smirked. She was hitting a nerve.

"Your tongue won't be the only thing inside your mouth if you don't stop."

"I get it from my father. I don't know how to stop. I think it's hereditary…"

"Woman…" Ulquiorra clenched his fists

"ANGER! I know that emotion!"

Ulquiorra's movement was fast. Before she could blink he had her by the back of the head and on her knees, inches from his crotch.

"Ulquior-"

"Grimmjow, she need to learn."

Delilah's eyes widened as he began to undo his pants.

"I'm telling you no. Not my daughter." Grimmjow's voice was firm.

"Then will you be reprimanding her behavior?" Ulquiorra pulled hard on her hair, forcing her to gasp. He took the moment, shoving his member into her mouth and down her throat.

"MMH!" Delilah began to gag, her air was almost out. Ulquiorra pulled her head back, letting her catch her breath

"I'm s-sorry." Her voice trembled as she gasped for breaths.

"I don't believe you." Ulquiorra shoved himself back down her throat, this time moving his hips. Delilah's hands lay on his thighs, squeezing tighter as she lost oxygen.

"Stop Ulquiorra!" Grimmjow put a hand on his shoulder, "That's enough!" Grimmjow forcefully pulled him back, throwing Ulquiorra into a wall behind them.

"Delilah, are you okay?"

I never thought Ulquiorra would be my first blow job." Delilah looked up, wiping the drool off her face with the back of her hand

"First?" Grimmjow raised an eyebrow

"Shūhei and I… never did things like that…"

"Grimmjow, do you remember the time you had that Woman heal the substitute soul reaper?"

"Yeah, what of it?" Grimmjow looked behind him and instantly vanished

"DAD!" Delilah screamed out

"Negacion Cube. Payback." Ulquiorra put his hands in his pockets.

"Where… Where did my father go?" Delilah stared at the empty space where Grimmjow had just stood

"He'll be back in a few hours."

"You might have a sense of humor after all."

"Bring it up again and you'll have a loss of voice for a week. Understood?"

"Y-Yes Sir." Delilah stammered, scooting backwards

"Why haven't you healed your bruises? Do you like it when someone is forceful with you?"

"What happened isn't your business."

"Actually, it is. As well as Grace's and Aizen's."

"How…?"

"Do something for me and I won't pursue you any longer."

"NAME IT!"

"Reverse Grace's hollow. Heal her."

Delilah held out her hand. "Deal."

"I'm not shaking your hand."

"Then… No deal?" Delilah slowly began to pull her hand back

Ulquiorra immediately took her hand, gripping hard. "Deal."

"Ulquiorra, what's your real plan?" Delilah looked up into his green eyes

"Obliterating the Soul Reapers. Letting the hollows take over. Death of millions."

"You do realize there is a flaw in your plan?"

"Oh?" Ulquiorra jerked her hand so Delilah fell in front of him on to her knees.

"Ichigo can kill you. The Captains can kill us. Look at what happened last time. What you're trying to create is not a perfect species. We have a mind of our own and can decide for ourselves what will happen. And also, apparently, we offspring are not as strong as the first Espada."

"Speak for yourself. You're the only weak offspring made so far. And to think I had high hopes for you."

"So did Aizen." Delilah yanked her hand from his grasp. "I will stop you." Delilah slowly stood to her feet. "I don't know how, but I will."

"What can a mere child do?" Ulquiorra turned his back. "If you are on the side of the Soul Reapers, know it is sure to spell your death."

"My family won't let that happen."

"So you admit you need to be saved?" Ulquiorra looked over his shoulder.

"I don't know yet." Delilah looked down. What am I getting myself into?

"When you figure it out, I'd like to know. I'm in need of exerting my strength."

"You'll have an answer in two weeks."

"Take your time Woman. You'll be here for a while."

"You already know my strength. You also know you're much stronger than me."

"Yes."

"Then our conversation will hold no meaning."

"I look forward to the outcome then." Ulquiorra slowly walked out of her room, leaving her alone with Neliel.

(*)

Delilah sat in the shower letting the hot water wash over her, clothes and all. The alcohol in her system kept her from moving but nothing could keep her emotions away. Her tears had long subsided, now she could only space out.

"Delilah?"

What?

"Delilah?"

WHAT?

Nnoitra stepped into the shower, shirtless and in shorts. He let his body slump down next to hers. "You're going to get sick." Nnoitra gently pulled her body against his. "I can smell the sake on you. How much did you have?"

Delilah held up one hand, but it quickly fell back to her side.

"You had five… shots, drinks, pints, bottles?"

Delilah barely nodded, still staring off.

"Ok. Fine, inebriation test. Come sit on my lap."

I can't move. The world is spinning. Why is your skin so soft? Delilah smiled slightly.

"Delilah?" Nnoitra lifted her chin with his left hand. "You are a few shades gone." Nnoitra reached up, turning the water off. "im going to undress you, dry you off and put you to bed. Don't freak out on me."

Delilah could feel her body being lifted.

"Mmh. Not like this." Her body was slowly put back down. A few moments she felt something wriggling into her mouth, finding its way to her throat. Making her gag. "Come on, Delilah. Work with me." What ever it was went deeper down her throat forcing her to throw up.

No! Stop it! My head is pounding!

"One more time." Nnoitra put two fingers into her mouth, reaching back to her tonsils. "Just one more, Delilah."

Delilah felt herself heaving, then the liquid came up burning her throat as she launched forward, throwing up more. "S..top."

"Your first audible words. Good. We're getting somewhere." Nnoitra forced his fingers back down her throat without warning. Her body, again, responded.

"PLEASE!" Her voice cried out. She could feel her body shaking as sobs took over her.

"Open your eyes, Delilah. Look at me." Nnoitra crouched down in front of her, slowly peeling her out of her wet and now covered shirt

Delilah did as sked, her eyes falling on his chest. "God, you're sexy." She whispered

"That would be the alcohol talking. Sit on your bottom." Delilah immediately plopped backwards, her back hitting the wall behind her. Nnoitra's hand quickly caught her head so it wouldn't hit. "Move your hips a little."

Delilah slumped down slightly, releasing a small moan as his hands touched her stomach.

"I can't do this if you do that." He stopped, fingers in her waistband, looking straight into her eyes.

"You are my weakness." Delilah lifted her hips slightly

"I will stick my fingers back down your throat." Nnoitra began to lightly tug at her pants

"Ah! Nnoitra!" She moaned out as his fingers brushed her thighs

"Oh come on! I'm not even touching you!" Nnoitra yanked her pants off the rest of the way.

"Do you find me attractive?" Delilah's blue eyes met his greys

Nnoitra said nothing.

"You don't… find me attractive?" Her tone sounded almost hurt and wounded

"Do you know how hard it is to keep my composure around you? Do you know how hard it is to not just fuck you right here, right now?"

"Then fuck me." She whispered

"What?" Nnoitra slightly cocked his head

"Make me yours."

"You don't know what you're asking."

Delilah reached behind her, undoing the notches to her bra, letting it fall off her shoulders. "Then kiss me?"

"You forgot your underwear. You need to shower so I can get you to bed."

"Kiss me."

"Shower."

"Kiss me and I'll shower. I won't even protest you touching me."

"Why are you doing this?" Nnoitra bent in, his face just inches from her

"Why not?" Delilah gave him an innocent look

"So tempting, damnit!" Nnoitra quickly caved in, kissing her rough and deep, surprised that her kiss was just as fierce as his. "I won't fuck you until you're sober and asking." He whispered against her lips.

"Fair enough. I think you said something about my underwear?"

"No."

Delilah smirked, moving his hands down to her hips, she leaned into him, kissing his neck lightly.

Nnoitra let out a moan, his fingers tightening on her hips. "Delilah…" His voice whispered, husky and firm.

Delilah leaned back, laughing. "Shower."

"Woman, you are such a tease!" Nnoitra's fingers slipped into the sides of her underwear, slowly pulling them down. "Two can play that game."

Delilah quickly shut her legs, covering herself with her hands.

"Don't tell me you're getting shy now." Nnoitra smirked, getting up and turning on the water.

"You still need to take your shorts off." Delilah looked down, her face becoming a slight shade of red

"If you want them off you'll have to do it yourself." Nnoitra stood in front of her, extending his hand.

Delilah cautiously took his hand, falling over as she tried to stand, her face landing in his thighs. In one swift movement, she yanked his shorts down to his ankles. His member stood erect in her face.

"If you leave your mouth open like that, I just might fuck it." Nnoitra took her by the hand again, this time his second hand on the small of her back, supporting her. "For the love of… Delilah! Breathe!"

Delilah's body was burning with anticipation.

"Delilah! I swear I will put my fingers back down your throat!" His voice was much more firm and orderly.

"Huh?" Delilah looked up. "Ow." Delilah put her finger to her lip. "I'm bleeding… again."

Nnoitra lifted her chin, his tongue licking her lip. "God, it tastes delicious." Nnoitra forcefully began to kiss her as he picked her up by the behind, planting her back against the wall for support. "I'm going to fuck you. Are you ready?"

"Y-yes!" She breathed out, panting.

"This is going to hurt." He looked her in the eyes before beginning to kiss down her jaw to her neck. Moans escaped from her mouth as his lips gently caressed her skin. He moved his member to her entrance, letting it rest there for a moment. "Are you sure this is what you want, Delilah?" His words wrapped around her in his sincerity.

"Yes, Nnoitra, I am sure. Please." her voice was low but confident

"Wrap your arms around my neck." In doing so Nnoitra made his first thrust into her

"AH!"

A second thrust

"AAHH!" She held on tightly, her nails digging into his back

A third thrust

"Fuck!" She cried out into his chest, tears threatening her eyes

"Hey. Hey!" He whispered. "The worst is over. I'm in. I'm going to move."

Delilah inhaled a large breath, holding it and squeezing her eyes tightly

"If it hurts that much, I'll stop." He whispered softly into her ear.

"No." Delilah's eyes flew open, taking another breath. "Don't stop."

"Then what's the problem?"

"I… I don't know how to adjust to your…you." Delilah lowered her head. "I've never been in this position and you're deep in me. I don't know how to adjust." Delilah winced as Nnoitra shifted his weight

"I have an idea, but you're going to have to bare me like this for a little while longer. Is that okay?"

"mmh."

Nnoitra thrust into her, making her cry out. "I didn't hear you." He thrust one more time

"YES!" Delilah screamed out, overwhelmed by the pain

"Good girl. Hold onto my neck tightly."

Delilah quietly obeyed, staring into his eyes.

Nnoitra took a step back, his hands supporting Delilah's bottom. "Are you ready?"

"Yes." She breathed out, her face rested against his shoulder.

Nnoitra took a few steps forward out of the shower, his nails slightly digging into her skin.

"n-N-Nnoitra!" Delilah panted his name

Nnoitra looked down, smirking. "Yes?" His strides grew longer. The longer the stride, the deeper he penetrated her. The shorter apart his legs became, the more he was thrusting into her. He knew exactly what he was doing.

"If… You… Keep walking…" She paused, trying to control her voice.

"I know." Nnoitra shortened his stride.

"Nnoitra! Please!" her walls began to tighten around his member

"Damnit Woman!" Nnoitra found the nearest wall, putting her against it, pounding hard into her

"NNOITRA!"

"Wait for me!" He grunted through his clenched teeth, his hips moving faster.

"Nnoitra!" Her voice became small and anguished as her walls squeezed tighter. "I'm sorry!" She thrusted her hips with his a few times, coming undone around him.

"FUCK DELILAH!" He grunted, releasing his seed into her.

"I… I'm sorry. I couldn't hold it." Delilah looked down

"Hey. No worries. Practice makes perfect." Nnoitra kissed the top of her head, cradling her into his chest. "Bed time for you, young lady. Your alcohol needs to wear off." Nnoitra began to slowly put her down.

"NO!" Delilah clung tighter. "Please don't!"

"Don't what?" He asked softly

"Don't put me down or leave me. Let me fall asleep on your chest."

"I can manage that." Nnoitra picked her back up, walking a few feet to the bed.

"To think we almost made it to the bed. That probably would have been easier for us."

"Next time. I'll even ad sensory deprivation."

"Huh?" Delilah could see the twinkle in his eyes. "Maybe you can show me now? While you are here." Delilah looked up innocently, gently biting her lip.

"You are eager to do naughty things with me. Why?"

"Because I know what I want." Delilah rolled out of his arms onto her bed.

"Do you now? What would that be?"

"You." Delilah whispered. "I want you."

Nnoitra sighed. "I'll entertain you for a bit."

"No. Not for a bit. For a long while."

"What are you trying to say?"

"Stay with me. Be mine?" Delilah crossed her legs, leaning back

"I am not property, Delilah. No."

That's not... even… That's not what I meant." Delilah quickly threw the covers over her body, turning away. "I'm sorry, Nnoitra. Never mind."

"Then tell me what you meant and I will show you a form of sensory deprivation."

"I'm asking you to never leave me. Stay through the good and the bad times. Be my strength, have my back and maybe even someday love me."

"You're asking a lot of me."

"No I'm not. I'm asking you to be different than everybody that has been in my life so far." Delilah flipped over, uncovering her face. "I'm asking you to be consistent in my life, someone I can rely on no matter what." Delilah began to shed tears. Her voice became lower. " I like you and I don't want to lose you."

"Stop crying." Nnoitra climbed in the bed beside her. "Close your eyes."

Delilah obeyed. Nnoitra ripped part of the bedsheet. "Lift your head." Nnoitra covered her eyes, tying the linen around her head firmly

"What are you-?"

"Taking away your sense of sight."

Delilah gasped as she felt his lips against her skin, kissing and nibbling her neck

Delilah's back began to arch slightly

"You." Light kiss. "Are." Kisses her jaw. "So beautiful." Nnoitra nipped her lip, gently sucking and tugging.

Delilah let out a louder moan as her body began to rise to his

Nnoitra stopped. "I'm going to get us something to eat and drink. Give me your hands."

Delilah pursed her lips together.

"Don't pout at me in that tone of voice." Nnoitra slipped his hand under the cover, pinching her nipple.

"OW!" her hands found his and she was immediately bound; hands above her head.

"loss of sight, loss of touch. I'll be right back." Nnoitra kissed her lips softly. "Promise."

Delilah held back her worries, everything in her was screaming for him not to leave. "Please hurry."

"You'll be fine. I'm just going down the hall."

Delilah could feel him leaving the bed. "Nnoitra?"

"I will gag you." His voice gave way to a warning

"If I scream for you…"

"I will come running. Especially since you're defenseless. Guess this is one of those times you need someone to protect you, huh?" Nnoitra bent over the bed, giving her one last kiss. "I'll have to get you new bed sheets too."

"One tear is fine."

"No, you're bleeding. Be right back. I'm going to turn the light off."

She heard him flick the switch, followed by opening the door but not closing it.

Please hurry, please hurry, please hurry! Delilah could only think this on repeat in her head. Something felt unsettling in the pit of her stomach.

A few minutes later Delilah heard a thud against the wall waking her.

"Nnoitra?" She called out softly

No response. Delilah was still bound to the bed. Suddenly she felt a hand moving up her thigh

"N-Nnoitra?"

she felt the hot breath against her inner thighs and something sharp against her skin

"What are you doing?"

His tongue slowly caressed her inner thighs, trailing up to her mound

"S-stop!" her voice barely came to her as his tongue began to flick her nub. "P-please." Her small voice squeaked as her back began to arch. His pace became faster, rougher. "N… nooo!" she cried out as her body betrayed her, giving into him, leaving her breathless, panting. She could feel him grinning against her thighs. "You're not Nnoitra. Why… who…?"

Delilah could hear the sheets tear next to her. "Please… don't." she whispered, afraid. The tattered cloth found its way to her mouth, being tied behind her head. "MMHM!" She could feel his erection against her mound, digging in deeply. "MMH!" she couldn't beg him; she couldn't move under his weight. His lips were harsh against her neck, his teeth nipping at her skin. With a slight movement, his member began to penetrate her, slowly and agonizingly. She could barely sob through the gag he had created as he submerged himself inside of her. Once inside he gave a warning thrust then slowly picked up his pace. His arms held hers down as he quickened, keeping her fully pinned to the bed. Soon, it ended with a final grunt and him pouring himself inside of her, collapsing on top of her body.

Please, somebody…

Moments later his body was being pulled off her. Whoever it was, their spiritual pressure was intense. Starrk? Neliel? But she didn't have time to think as soft hands trailed up her legs, sides and to her arms, yanking on the rope that bound her.

"mmhm mm mhhm mm mmm!"

Delilah's body was instantly flipped over, her face in the pillow, depriving her of oxygen. She pulled herself up to her knees, trying to sit up. Her breathing was heavy, and if she could gasp, she would have.

Quickly she brought her face to her hands, yanking on the gag. The soft hands slowly began to caress her breast, their member slowly rising against her backside. She let out a slight whimper.

Please not again. Please don't.

His lips against her shoulder were delicate and soft, his fingers that traced her skin left her wanting more.

Ulquiorra… No…

Slowly he moved so his member would rest against her entrance.

"MMH!" she cried out through the gag as he slipped inside, mercilessly taking her.

Delilah finally loosened the gag from her mouth enough so it would almost fall down

"ULQUIORRA!" She screamed out, her body trembling beneath his. He threw her body down on the bed. "Please, help." She sobbed out. "Please…" He resumed his duty, but this time, not being so rough until he began to climax, pushing himself further into her. "Sh…SHŪHEI!" She cried out as she came and he released himself inside of her. The body quickly got off her, ripping the rope from her arms. "I need you, Shūhei." She whispered as she passed out

(*)

"God no Szayel, you should have heard her." Nnoitra joked. "Ulquiorra! Help me!" He teased in a high pitch voice. "Stupid girl. The hell did she think would happen?"

"Does she know that her –"

"No, but she knows Ulquiorra had him a nice piece of her."

"Does he know that he fucked her?"

"No, he just thinks it was a dream. That he fucked some tight broad."

"When in actuality it was his daughter." Aizen rounded the corner. His brown hair fell softly behind him, flowing down to his shoulder blades. "Do you realize what you have done? Not only to her, but her family?"

"Shove it, Aizen. What's done is done." Grace tugged on Nnoitra's arm. "Come on, Playboy. You have something I want."

"So now what?" Szayel asked as everyone began to disperse

"We wait." Nnoitra grinned over his shoulder

"She trusted you, Nnoitra. You realize that you will pay for that?" Aizen turned his back, walking towards the hall where Delilah had been listening.

"Oh please. She's weak. When she shows real promise, I'll take that child seriously. Until then, she's just a shiny new toy I have to behave around." Nnoitra laughed. "Ya know, she even called for that stupid Soul Reaper of hers while Ulquiorra was fucking her? Like he can do anything from where he is?"

"Don't under estimate her. Do you know her lineage? Her mother and grandfather are Captains. Her father is an Espada. She has a lot of power running through her veins. And what you guys are brewing inside of her will be stronger yet. I'd use caution."

"Oh please, Aizen, my sister is just a pawn for Ulquiorra and you know it. She is nothing more. When that brat is born, she's dead." Grace scoffed

"What's with you taking her side anyway, Aizen?" Szayel asked turning slightly

"The game is coming to an end. I'd wise up and figure out what side you are on before we start dying off." Aizen walked around the corner where Delilah was. She had slid to the floor, back against the wall, head in her hands, holding back sobs. "It's your move, flower." Aizen whispered, extending his hand. "IF ever there was a time for vengeance, it is now."

"W-why should I trust you?" Delilah looked up, and felt entranced just by looking at him. He was a picture of absolute beauty. His features, his eyes, were soft and gentle.

"You shouldn't. I'm just giving you a chance to release what's building inside you. Stop letting them walk over you. Show them you're not some little girl that can be manipulated."

She could hear Grimmjow and Ulquiorra's voice inside her head telling her how soft she was. How she'd never make it. Consequently, something snapped inside of her, like a switch turned off. Her reaitsu steadily increased.

"Hahanaru Shizen." Delilah slammed her fists into the floor beside her. The walls began to steadily shake. "Follow me, but stay out of my way. Stay close, but not in range." Delilah slowly got up, her eyes now glowing a fierce blue. Delilah rounded the corner, facing the small trio that were dispersing.

"Szayel, if I were you, I'd go find Ulquiorra. You will be safe with him. Run… Now." Delilah threw up an arm and a wall of vines cut off Nnoitra and Grace, earning a gasp from her sister. "Szayel, hurry." Delilah threw up her arm again, blocking Szayel from coming back into the corridor. "Aizen, step forward." Delilah turned around, blocking the entrance behind them.

"Delilah, what are you doing?" Grace clung to Nnoitra's arm

"You've been a bad girl, Grace. You must be punished." Delilah threw her hands forward. Vines immediately pinned Nnoitra to the wall, penetrating through his shoulders

"GAH! The fuck!?" Nnoitra yelled out in pain

"D-Delilah… What…?"

"Sai!" Grace's arms immediately flew behind her back. Delilah unsheathed her Zanpakuto. "Oh, little sister, how you've disgraced yourself and our family." Her voice was low, as if in a growl. "I've been waiting to do this." Delilah plunged her sword into Grace's abdomen, twisting.

"NO!" Grace screamed out, tears sliding down her cheek.

"You should keep your hands off things that don't belong to you. And you really should stop being such a little slut." Delilah pulled out her zanpakuto releasing her from the spell. "We're going to fix your little problem." Delilah turned to Nnoitra. "Then I am going to take care of you."

"The hell did I do to you?" He yelled out, struggling against the vines that held him in place.

"You knowingly allowed my father and Ulquiorra to fuck me. I had no way to resist or fight back. You will pay for betraying me." Delilah turned her attention back to her sister who was laying on the ground, bleeding, and gasping. "You… I'm going to save you, even if it means saving you from yourself." Delilah raised her hand, balling her fist and bring it down hard, knocking out Grace. "God, that felt good. Little bitch."

Delilah swirled her hands around the floor, beckoning dirt to the surface.

"Aizen, come here." Delilah ordered, Aizen did as asked. "I want you to be the middle man, channeling energy. Touch her stomach, and touch my arm."

Aizen moved, crouching beside Delilah, completely intrigued.

Delilah used her zanpakuto to make a small cut in her palm, rubbing it in the dirt. "One day you will thank me, Grace. Know that this is for your own good. Aizen."

As if on command his gentle touch channeled energy from Delilah to Grace and vice versa. Delilah kept her uninjured hand touching the dirt. Leaning over the Grace, she swirled the dirt mixed with her blood over Grace's wound whispering something into her ear. Aizen heard something about a hollow and a glow came from the wound. Delilah repeated this two more times. "Soten Kisshun, I reject."

Aizen suddenly let go, breaking the energy, rising, and backing away from Delilah. "Ulquiorra is coming."

"Good for him, but I have unfinished business." Delilah stared at Nnoitra.

"What can a little girl like you do to-"

"Roar-"

"No." His eyes widened

"Pantera!" Delilah's hollow transformation was quick. Her eyes still glowing, her spiritual pressure sky rocketed, and the walls began to slowly crack. She took slow steps towards Nnoitra, growling, bearing her teeth. "Are you ready?" She growled. Without hesitation, she launched herself onto him, Her jaw locking on his shoulder. Quickly she tore his arm from his body, devouring it. "You taste pretty good, Nnoitra." She licked her lips. The lust for more became prominent. Was it the blood, or was it the mix of hollow? She wasn't sure, but all she knew was that she needed more.

"Stop." Ulquiorra's voice was low and dominant.

"I'm doing as you asked, and taking care of my own business. Besides, you no longer need him." Delilah didn't take her eyes off Nnoitra, whose blood was running down his side. The smell was intoxicating to her. She wanted it… No, she needed it.

"Ulquiorra." He begged. "Help."

"No. She's right. I don't need you anymore. Delilah, finish your meal, it's obvious you aren't done."

She didn't hesitate as she tore Nnoitra limb from limb, devouring his body. It had satisfied her cravings.

Delilah turned towards Ulquiorra, blood stained her face. "He was delicious. Who's next?" She licked her lips

"I think you've had more than enough excitement for today. Change back to your normal form, meet me in the grand hall."

"Was it worth it?" She snarled, taking a few steps towards him.

"Yes." His answer simple

Delilah transformed back, falling to her knees. What she had done drained her but Nnoitra's body had somehow sustained her.

"What… did I just do?" Delilah looked over to where his body had been

"It's normal for an Adjucas to eat other hollows in order to obtain the form of a Vastos Lorde. You don't unleash your hollow enough to understand."

"I fixed Grace." Delilah looked up. Ulquiorra had moved so he was now in front of her

"And for that I am pleased, but you've ruined the walls of my castle. I must punish you. Aizen?"

"Yes, Master." Aizen looked directly at Delilah, his eyes slightly apologetic. His movement was quick. Before she could react, her sight blacked out.