Good God it's been so long -_-;;
I sincerely apologize for my hiatus and I won't bother trying to explain since it's all excuses. Unfortunately, these long periods of time between updates will continue until the summer when I will finally be free again.
On a happier note, here is the next chapter~ It is not AizIchi so I'm sorry for raising the hopes of my fellow yaoi fans but it is (possibly) the last chapter that will focus solely on UlquiHime. After this point, they will most likely just appear throughout random chapters.
And thank you for all the reviews~ Your supportive comments are much appreciated and I enjoy reading all of them!
Warnings: My first attempt at a sex scene. I tried to make it sound as natural as possible but depicting passionate emotions is not my strong point. If they seem too... stiff or robotic let me know!
The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart.
Ulquiorra was immensely displeased.
Why should there be such emptiness inside him that his hole had never made him feel that resulted from the absence of one mere human girl? Such a thing was absolutely inexplicable, humans could not possibly possess such a strange and despicable power that haunted his every thought. It defied logic.
And yet, there was no denying he had never felt more hollow than now as he stepped into the empty room that once held a human girl with eyes filled with so many vivid emotions and a soul that reached out to others no matter who or what they were. He could still smell her scent, a sweet smell reminiscent of a delicate flower which was fitting for the woman- despite a weak appearance, she had remained strong against even the most chaotic of winds. She possessed a kindness that was almost as sickeningly sweet as that disgusting substance humans ingested called sugar yet she shined with a brilliance the pathetic moon hovering over Hueco Mundo could never achieve. She was special, unique, completely different from the somber creatures of Hueco Mundo.
And now she was gone.
Gazing at the spot in front of the window she had always seemed to like, Ulquiorra felt something he hadn't felt since he had been an adjucha, a feeling he had long forgotten and erased from his being after he had sworn to serve Aizen.
Loneliness.
When had the woman taken such a hold over him? When had she become such a force in his life that he felt this much desolation without her? When had she become more important to him than even Aizen-sama?
He had been the one who pushed her away. So why was he yearning for her?
He did not have a heart. He had lost it when he became a hollow. Emotions, desire, all of these were things he should no longer be capable of. He could not understand this. How could he be feeling these things if he didn't have a heart?
"There isn't just one heart Ulquiorra."
Said hollow stiffened just the slightest. Was he so pathetic now that he was imagining the woman's voice in his head? Was he so desperate for the woman that he was actually imagining that she was still here? Footsteps approached quietly behind him and then a painfully familiar slim hand touched his back, on the side where his heart should have been.
"I don't care what other people say. To me, there are two types of hearts. One is the organ that beats life into living beings, the one you already know. The other isn't so easy to see or understand. It's much more fundamental, far more intertwined with the core of our very being no matter who or what we are. That heart is the one that allows us to feel, it represents the feelings that we feel deep within, the feelings we suppress or try to hide. People don't seem to realize it but this other heart has a name, a name they constantly overlook because it's generally not associated with emotions the way a heart is. Do you know what it is?"
Ulquiorra didn't turn, he didn't want the illusion to end. So he just shook his head slightly.
"Courage."
The hand on the back of his shirt was joined by her other one and they clenched the fabric as if the action alone would convey what she was trying to say. "Courage let's people say the things they're too afraid to say. It fuses with our strongest emotions and comes out of us in the form of words and actions. It becomes honesty and establishes bonds of trust between people. Courage... is what gives emotions the power to exist." She was touching him but her hands weren't trembling. She was touching her enemy but she had no fear, only calm determination. Her voice mirrored this quiet strength.
"Ulquiorra... look at me?"
He didn't want to but it was as if she had some sort of hold over his body because he found himself slowly turning so that he was staring at what he had been so desperately wishing to see. The hands that had moved away from his back when he turned now found their way to his face and tilted his head down so that he was looking directly into large doe eyes.
Her smile was more radiant than he remembered.
"Why... are you here woman?"
Silky orange hair flowed in the air like water as she tilted her head slightly and asked, "Why shouldn't I be here?"
Ire slipped into his eyes, to squish the small tingle of hope he was feeling as he said lowly and just a tad harshly, "Do not play games with me woman. Why did you not return to the Human World? Your precious friends are there are they not? Are you choosing to abandon them?" Her eyes became more melancholic and he almost regretted his words but then the sadness vanished and was replaced by determination and surety.
"Yes, I do have many people that I care about in the Human World. But..." She smiled again, this time with something in it that made it even more beautiful than any of her other ones, "I wouldn't be able to survive there, not when half of my heart is bound to here." And then, she was leaning up and her warm, soft lips pressed gently against his for the briefest moment before she pulled back and murmured, "I would rather have holes in my heart than have it completely torn in half. I love my friends but I will not betray this precious feeling."
Ulqiorra didn't move, didn't say anything, before he almost cautiously asked, "You are not leaving?" She looked him directly in the eyes, "I won't go anywhere if you're not there Ulquiorra. My friends... they make up my world but you are the core of it. If you aren't there," she leaned her head against his chest, "If you aren't there then my world will fall apart."
Looking past him to the window, her eyes became a bit more distant as she said quietly, "I love you, more than I loved Ichigo. My weak side saw him as a knight that would save me, my new stronger side wants to stand at his back and protect him. But even that I can't do because that is not my place, at least not until I'm stronger and definitely not until I can stand at his back with you. And this new me wants to be by your side and never leave you again." She gazed back up at him and asked in that same soft voice, "Will you let me?"
They're eyes bore into each other, hers seeking for answers and his searching for something even he didn't know. But when he saw the blatant honesty in her grey depths and again, that complete absence of fear, he finally answered her.
"I do not understand your words but... perhaps I can learn. If you truly intend to become mine, then I shall attempt to understand what this 'heart' is that you speak of."
Her face flushed prettily and the smile that accompanied it took his breath away for just a moment as she said happily, "You already have one Ulquiorra. Accepting my feelings even though its outside your comfort zone... that is a part of the heart I call courage." Ulquiorra didn't really think such a simple action could possibly mean he had this "heart" she kept speaking of but as he had stated before, he would attempt to try to understand her words, at least a little.
Their lips met again, this time initiated by both of them, and it was so languid, so intimate, that Ulquiorra craved much more. He could feel his instincts roaring with lust and desire but he refused to be ruled by them. He would not let his instincts be the things that destroyed this fragile but very real thing between him and this woman.
He forgot how perceptive Inoue Orihime was.
Long lashes fluttering over slightly hazy eyes, Orihime gently held Ulquiorra's face in her hands again and looked him directly in the eyes. "Ulquiorra, do hollows have a special way of bonding with each other?" His blank look answered her so she smiled and said, "Humans do and I'm sure you know what it is. It's the ultimate act of love in which both partners give everything that they have in a single moment." Entwining their hands together, she looked up at him with such profound emotion he felt he could drown in the mesmerizing gray depths of her eyes and he almost missed what she said next.
"Ulquiorra... take me."
The bluntness of her demand made him pause before he asked cautiously, "You understand the implications of your words correct?" She giggled softly before replying, "Of course I do." Reaching up and pressing their foreheads together - both noting he had not flinched this time - she said in such a happy, blissful tone, "I have given you almost everything: my heart, my love, my soul. But the one thing I still have not shared with you is my body and I don't want what we have to be incomplete. I want to give you the only thing I can give away once."
The soft plush bed creaked as the two entangled bodies fell onto it. Pale hands crushed Orihime's lips to paler but equally soft lips in fierce, desperate kisses. Wrapping her arms around his head, she tugged him closer so their bodies were flush against each other, grinding through the fabric that still clothed them. Finally breaking his barrage of kisses, Ulquiorra pulled himself up and gazed down at Orihime's flushed body beneath him, her eyes shining brighter than ever with lust, passion, happiness, and an emotion he was sure was love.
Her gaze turned a touch questioning but he ignored it and instead, leaned down and pressed his lips to hers again only this time, he suppressed his wild urges and forced himself to explore her mouth languidly and almost tenderly. Her tongue delicately met his and enticed it into a slow dance that left them both breathless and craving for more. Much to Orihime's surprise and inward delight though, Ulquiorra didn't attack her fervently again. Instead, he maintained that supreme self-control he had exerted in their kiss and moved with a grace and gentleness that touched her.
Carefully pulling her dress off, he bared her naked body to him, her most private parts covered only by a lacy but simple bra and a pair of underwear. Snaking his lithe arms around her, he unhooked the clasp of her bra and peeled it away, letting it join the growing pile of discarded clothes on the ground next to the bed before lightly nipping at her neck and gently massaging one of her breasts. She arched her back when his lips trailed down along her collarbone to her other unoccupied breast, his teeth taking the caramel perked tip and gently biting which elicited a breathy moan from her swollen lips. Fingers fumbling a little due to the attention her sensitive chest was being given, Orihime eventually managed to unzip Ulquiorra's shirt and then she proceeded to slide it off, revealing an expanse of smooth pale skin that fit his beautiful lean body.
Running her hands over toned muscles on his back, she trailed a finger around the circumference of his hollow hole. Though she loved the feel of Ulquiorra's mouth and hands on her pert breasts, she wanted to see everything her lover had so she breathily murmured, "Ulquiorra, can I see it?" She didn't even need to specify what since he automatically pulled away and sat up again, allowing her a full view of the missing part in his chest. He watched as she trailed her fingers around it like she had done on his back, his emerald eyes betraying nothing though his words voiced his insecurity.
"Does it disgust you woman?"
Orihime smiled before leaning forward and pressing kisses around the hole, replying only after she had made a full cycle around it.
"It's wonderful just like the rest of you. With or without it, Ulquiorra is Ulquiorra and that's all that matters to me."
A low possessive growl escaped him and she felt a tremor of thrill in her body as his eyes darkened with animalistic want and lust. And yet once more, he reigned in his lust and began exploring every inch of her body slowly and carefully, his tongue gliding down the cleavage between her breasts to the dip of her bellybutton while his hands ran along the sides of her waist. Orihime had threaded her hands into his hair, tugging and guiding his head down until at last, his teeth grazed the edge of her remaining article of clothing.
Their eyes connected once more before she gave him an encouraging smile. Pulling the flexible cloth down along her legs, his lips trailed with it and she let out a shuddering breath as his warm breath hit the exposed skin on the inside of her thigh. The second she felt herself completely nude, she pulled Ulquiorra to look at her again as she said, "Wait, I want to see you fully too." As she said this, her hands made their way to his pants before she began pulling them off, her tongue exploring each section of newly exposed skin. She blushed slightly when she saw the noticeable bulge of his erection suddenly since he hadn't been wearing undergarments but she determinedly removed his pants completely, his body now also fully naked.
Raising her head, she met his lips again in another slow but wet kiss, their tongues tangling together again until a need for air broke them apart again. Orihime gazed at him from beneath long dark eyelashes as she pressed one more small kiss to his lips before whispering into his ear.
"Ulquiorra, take me. Take all of me. And don't you dare hold back."
That snapped whatever tenuous hold he had over his actions and suddenly she was pressed against the mattress, her wrists held down in a carefully tight hold so as not to crush the bones in them, while her lips were captured in another furious and almost desperate kiss. She reacted with as much fervor as she felt two fingers press against the folds of her womanhood. She shuddered as she felt them slide in, scissoring quickly yet gently and it was soon not enough.
"Mm Ulquiorra... I want... ah!... more."
To emphasis her point, she thrust her hips forward to meet his fingers before clamping down on them, her eyes open and blazing with wanton desire. He didn't need any further encouragement. Lifting her legs over his shoulders, he positioned himself at her entrance before abruptly slamming into her. "Ah! Ngh... U-Ulqui..." Orihime jerked a bit at the sudden intrusion as a slight stinging pain shot through her and the small whimper of pain escaped her before she could stop it. Ulquiorra pressed his forehead to hers apologetically and he murmured softly, "I did not mean to hurt you." She blinked in surprise when he placed a gentle kiss to her head before he began moving once more.
This time, he pulled out slowly and then eased his way back in and the pain she felt before was replaced by a much more pleasurable sensation. Wrapping her legs around him, she pulled him closer as he sheathed himself fully inside her. For a couple seconds, there were no sounds other than slightly labored breathing before Orihime smiled and said, "I'm used to it now Ulquiorra. I know you don't want to hurt me but don't forget what I said." Sharp emerald eyes met her soft gray ones.
"Then I will not hold back anymore."
And then he was pulling out of her only to slam back in just a few seconds later. Her hips jerked to meet his each time he surged back in and now the sound of skin meeting skin in a frenzied rhythm mingled with the sounds of their breathing and moans of pleasure. Orihime saw stars as she felt Ulquiorra's long girth penetrate her deeper and deeper and then she heard something that made the pleasure she was experiencing almost unbearable.
"-me... Ori... hime..."
For the first time ever, Ulqiorra was saying her name. Small tears glided down her cheeks and when Ulquiorra saw them, she made sure to smile, to let him know that she was alright. Neither wanted to stop when they were so close to reaching their peak. Changing his angle just a bit, Ulquiorra pushed in as deeply as what was bodily possible and ejaculated, his semen filling her warm tight cavern. As they lay pressed closely and waited for their bodies to calm down from their euphoria, Orihime brought her arms up and wrapped them around him.
Ulquiorra didn't react but after a moment, he pulled out of her body and her embrace and lay beside her so he wasn't crushing her with his body. And then, much to her surprise, he wound his arms around her as well before pulling her close to him again. Flushing a little, Orihime nestled against him and then murmured softly, "That was the first time... the first time you said my name." Remembering her tears, Ulquiorra inquired slightly stiffly, "Did it displease you?" Giggling, she tilted her head up to see him and then said, "I wish you would do it more often." Leaning her head against the crook of his neck, she sighed and then whispered sleepily, "But that... can wait... until... you..."
Her breathing evened out and she was asleep before he could hear the rest but he understood that she was willing to wait until he was ready. Threading his fingers through her hair loosely and caressing the soft strands, he held her in his arms and they stayed that way for the entire duration of her sleep.
A/N: Urgh, came out shorter than I would have liked but I hope it was satisfactory. I hope you enjoyed this UlquiHime chappie het fans and never fear to my yaoi/shounen ai fans, mostly everything from here on out will be about Aizen and Ichigo 3 Remember, reviews are love~
I've missed these so much... Deleted Scenes!
Hell's Fury
And now she was gone.
Gazing at the spot in front of the window she had always seemed to like, Ulquiorra felt something he hadn't felt since he had been an adjucha, a feeling he had long forgotten and erased from his being after he had sworn to serve Aizen.
Loneliness.
Crash! Bang!
"Ouch! Nel-chan what are you doing?"
When had the woman taken such a hold over him? When had she become such a force in his life that he felt this much desolation without her? When had she become more important to him than even Aizen-sama?
He had been the one who pushed her away. So why was he yearning for her?
"Nel was feeling lonely 'cause Itsugo wasn't in this scene! Nel wants to play!"
...He did not have a heart. He had lost it when he became a hollow. Emotions, desire, all of these were things he should no longer be capable of. He-
"PLAY! PLAY! PLAY!"
...
Ulquiorra could feel his patience waning.
"Ahh Nel-chan, please quiet down!"
"NO! I wanna play!"
"PLAY! PLAY! PLAY!"
Snap.
Hell hath no fury compared to a pissed off Ulquiorra.
Spying is a Bad Hobby
Her breathing evened out and she was asleep before he could hear the rest but he understood that she was willing to wait until he was ready. Threading his fingers through her hair loosely and caressing the soft strands, he held her in his arms and they stayed that way for the entire duration of her sleep.
"Beautiful! Absolutely beautiful ya two~"
Orihime jerked in surprise while Ulquiorra shifted a bit and glared over to where Gin was sitting just outside of the camera's range. "What is a dead character doing interrupting the scene?" he asked, irritation seeping into his voice. Gin pouted and whined, "I ain't interferin'! I'm spyin'!"
It was then that they noticed Gin's usual white robes were missing, replaced by... a black ninja outfit. Orihime blinked and then said, "Um, Gin-san, what are you...?" "Spyin'!" "Well yes, I see that but..." Her sentence was never finished because before anymore could be said, Gin was diving out of the way of a bunch of ceros by a very peeved Ulquiorra.
Lessons learned?
Spying is a bad hobby.
Spying dressed as a ninja is dangerous.
Spying dressed as a ninja on Ulquiorra is suicide.