Chapter 10, Bonus

[A/N]: Whoa, kids, hold on to your seat. This chapter will be long and will have a lot of smut. Enjoy~! And thank you for reading.

They stumbled into their hotel room, completely engrossed in one another - their mouths pressed against each other and their fingers intertwined in each other's hair. They breathed in each other's breaths, and they didn't let go until Grimmjow kicked their bedroom door closed.

They began to remove their clothing. Shirts flew to the floor; shoes were kicked to the side; they were hungry for each other. Right now, they wanted nothing more than to combine their bodies together again, to touch each other again.

Grimmjow watched as Ulquiorra hooked his thumbs under his briefs and bent over to pull them down. Eleven years had done good to him - he was no longer the fifteen year old he fell in love with. No, he was better. He grew up to be a very attractive young man. His body was leaner and more muscular, not like his old thin self. His shoulders were broader. His hands were stronger. He was more man than boy and Grimmjow loved everything about him.

One thing that never seemed to change was the milky whiteness of his skin, though.

He walked towards him now, wrapping his arms around the other's naked torso and placing soft kisses on the other's shoulders. He longed to feel the softness against his lips. He wanted to touch every inch of his body.

He pressed his naked body against Ulquiorra's, and as his lips kissed up the other's neck, he purred, "I hope you know that I plan on making love to you so many times tonight. I have to have you in so many ways. I won't stop until both of our bodies can no longer move."

The younger's hands reached to grab at the other's ass hungrily. His breath hitched when he felt Grimmjow's teeth begin to nip at the sensitive flesh on his neck. He was going to say something in reply, but all his thoughts seem to go out the window.

Grimmjow pushed Ulquiorra softly on to the bed behind him. He stood in front of him, gazing at him. His own cock twitched at the erotic sight of Ulquiorra below him, elbow bent near his head as his hands gripped the blanket underneath him tightly. His body squirmed slightly as his back arched lightly off the bed. His knees were bent and his pretty little toes were spread out as he lifted himself up slightly to show himself off to his husband.

"Grimmjooow.. Stop staring, I need you~"

He pushed Ulquiorra's legs farther apart and settled in between them. His hands explored the length of Ulquiorra's thighs, caressing the soft skin. Their lips met again in a hot kiss, mouths opened and tongues meeting again.

He searched the bed next to him for the bottle of lube, finding it without much difficulty and popping the cap open with one hand. He forced himself to pull away from Ulquiorra's lips to sit up slightly so he could prepare him properly. He wanted to make sure he was fully prepared if he planned to make love to him continuously throughout the night.

His cold wet finger circled around Ulquiorra's entrance, making the noiret hum softly. The tip pushed against the tight ring, entering him. He pushed his finger completely inside, up to his knuckle, circling it around inside of him lightly before beginning to thrust. He added a second finger when he started to relax. He turned his fingers slowly, earning a low groan from the receiver. The noises he was making were pushing Grimmjow to his limit, and he wanted to bury himself inside his lover. His erection throbbed; it was tight.

When he added his third finger, he could barely contain himself. He was sure he was trembling now. Ulquiorra was softly chanting Grimmjow's name. He was stroking his shaft lightly as Grimmjow's fingers worked inside of him. He could feel himself getting close.

"Grim-Grimmjow.. Ugh, I need you inside! A-Ah!"

He pulled his fingers out almost immediately, squirting an ample amount of lube onto his throbbing cock and coating it evenly before positioning himself above Ulquiorra.

He placed his mouth against the other's neck, biting him as the head of his shaft entered inside. He was definitely trembing now. The noiret wrapped his arms around Grimmjow's back, softly tracing his nails up and down his back. He nipped softly at Grimmjow's neck and wrapped his legs completely around his hips.

Grimmjow pushed himself inside of Ulquiorra completely. He felt Ulquiorra's nails dig into his back. His bite onto the noiret's neck deepended as he began to thrust harshly. Their moans and breathing got louder and quicker. They were lost in their pleasure. Their hands gripped at each other; their lips placed against their skin, kissing feverishly as they reached their climax.

Ulquiorra's back arched suddenly as his thighs began to convulse and quiver. His nails trailed harshly down his back and grabbed at Grimmjow's ass, pushing their bodies closer as Ulquiorra gasped quickly. His voice hitched suddenly and his body shook underneath Grimmjow as he came all over their chests. The feeling of Ulquiorra shaking and tightening underneath him led him over the edge as well and with his teeth still pressed against the noiret's neck, he came inside of Ulquiorra's warm hole.

Their bodies ceased movement, except for their breathing as they recomposed themselves. Their lips met again, but this time only for quick chaste kisses. Ulquiorra ran his palms up Grimmjow's back, where his fingers kneaded the tight muscles of his shoulders. Their kisses deepened again, sloppily thrusting their tongues into each other's mouths.

And, then their bodies were rocking again, pressing against each other again, rubbing each other again. Their breathing mixed together as their lips continued to kiss. The very essence of their souls came together as one.

Ulquiorra's lean body bounced on top of Grimmjow's. He took in every detail of this lovely sight - the way Ulquiorra's thighs trembled when they met Grimmjow's hips, the way his head rolled back, the way he stroked himself in time with his thrusts. Hunger burned in ice blue eyes. His hands gripped at Ulquiorra's hips, pushing him harder down onto his cock.

The room was filled with moans and gasps, and of the sticky sound of sex. Their noises increased as Grimmjow began to snap his hips upwards, making Ulquiorra bounce faster on his lap. He placed his hand on Grimmjow's tight abs and leaned forward slightly, making the angle so much better. Every thrust hit his sweet spot directly, and it wasn't too long after that his body was trembling again for the fifth time that night. He nearly screamed as his body was washed over with pleasure, his semen painting streaks across Grimmjow's chest. His husband's body shook underneath him as well, his nails digging into the white flesh of Ulquiorra's hips.

He leaned forward more, placing a sweet kiss on Grimmjow's lips. He smirked against his lips and whispered, "I can feel your come dripping out of me."

Grimmjow's hands traced small cirlces with his nails up Ulquiorra's sides, smiling against his lips as he kissed him again. "I like when you talk to me like that." They kissed more passionately, lips smacking against each other and mouths wide open, as they rested. Grimmjow's hands caressed the back of Ulquiorra's head, kneading his fingers through his dark hair. He pulled his face closer, his lips closer. He felt like it almost wasn't enough.

"I want you to take me from behind, Jaegerjacques," he purred as he sat up, lifting himself off and turning around. He placed his arms down onto the bed, spreading himself for Grimmjow. The elder's face blushed slightly at the view. His semen slightly leaked out of Ulquiorra's pink hole. The sight made his erection spring back to life. "I want you to fill me up more with your come. I want you to pull my hair as you thrust your cock into me."

He kneeled behind his lover, placing his hands onto his ass and spreading him open. He rubbed his erection in between Ulquiorra's rear, grinding himself against his heat. He pushed himself against his entrance, swallowing him entirely with little resistance. He grabbed a handful of the black hair, pulling him upwards, making Ulquiorra moan loudly. He pulled Ulquiorra up so their bodies were touching, one hand buried in his hair and the other one stroking his shaft. He sucked on the pale skin, marking him more. His neck was coloured with purple and red marks. Grimmjow thought it was absolutely beautiful.

Ulquiorra threw his head back, exposing his neck to Grimmjow more. He thrusted his hips back to meet Grimmjows, making the each thrust harder and deeper. He loved the feeling of this. He loved melting underneath Grimmjow's touch.

Grimmjow's other hand went down to Ulquiorra's crotch. With one hand stroking his length, the other one pleasured the tip with his thumb. The noiret fell forward onto the bed, biting the blankets underneath him and arching into the bed. He tried to muffle his cries, he really did.

He used all his strength to thrust backwards, meeting Grimmjow's hips with his own. The pressure in his stomach broke and he came into Grimmjow's hands as he gripped the blanket and pulled it to his face, trying to quiet his gasps and moans.

They stood on the patio, Grimmjow's chin resting on Ulquiorra's shoulder as they watched the sun rising from beneath the ocean, pink and orange filling the black sky. The beach below them was empty - most people were still asleep at this time.

Grimmjow wrapped his arms tighter around Ulquiorra's naked body, pulling him closer.

Grimmjow sighed contently. "I'm amazed we can still walk after last night."

"Barely..."

"How many times was that, Ulqui?" His hands started to rub Ulquiorra's stomach, sending tingles down his legs. "Like, ten or something..."

Ulquiorra's head snapped to his side to glare at Grimmjow. "Hey, who said we were finished?"

Grimmjow laughed into Ulquiorra's flesh as he kissed his shoulders. "How would you like to do it now?"

Ulquiorra twisted himself under Grimmjow's embrace until their chests were touching. He wrapped his arms around Grimmjow's neck, pulling himself upwards a bit. Grimmjow lifted Ulquiorra's legs, wrapping them around his waist.

"Let's do it here." He placed himself back inside of Ulquiorra, humming softly as he pressed their lips together. "Then, maybe we can do it in the bath tub, then a couple times on the bed, and then maybe we'll sleep."

"I love it when you're this kinky." Grimmjow slowly thrusted his hips forwards. He buried his face in the crook of Ulquiorra's neck. He wanted this round to be sweet.

"H-Hey, Grimmjow..."

"Mmmh?"

"I love you."

Grimmjow smiled softly, and lifted his head to place a kiss on Ulquiorra's forehead. "I love you, too, Ulquiorra."

Ulquiorra's gasps began to quiver as Grimmjow's thrusts got deeper. He buried his face on Grimmjow's shoulders, his fingers gripping onto his back tightly. He let his head fall back as Grimmjow's erection started to press against his sweet spot. Grimmjow caught his lips in a passionate kiss.

They're bodies rocked rhythmically against the walls of the patio. They didn't rush this one; they made this one last as long as it could. They're bodies worked up a sweat as they rubbed themselves slowly against each other. Their hands wandered down each others backs, to their necks, to their faces. Their lips caressed each other in every way they could - with hot kisses to their mouths and to their necks. Their bodies molded together, fitting perfectly in each other's curves.

It was moments like this one that made up for the pain of their past.