Vivid Dream
Noon came quicker than she could imagine and unfortunately Zephyr slept through the alarm that was going on for almost half an hour until it suddenly stopped. The irony on what initially should have woke her out of her deep inertia was the blaring alarm, but the quietude of her place and the unnaturally calmness of the outside world on the other side of her apartmemt,, soon roused the tired beauty from her slumber. Jumping fully awake, Zephyr quickly surveyed her apartment with squinted eyes fighting to get use to the sunlight fighting through the thin clouds and shining brightly on her still sleepy form. What she soon came to realize was that she was utterly alone.
Zephyr looked straight at the sofa completely empty of the presence she was only hoping to see when she woke up. Slowly she shifted herself to sit at the edge of the bed. Massaging her scalp as her hair fell out of the hair tie to cascade down her back. Yawning loud and lazily she stood up barely feeling any pain in her ankle. She walked down the steps to the couch, feeling where he slept. She grabbed the gold blanket left in a pile, smelling it. "He wasn't a dream after all…" she sighed as she lay on the sofa wrapping her naked self in the golden cover. This sucked but she would play that moment they kissed a million times over. She completely forgot about her life in the duration of their everlasting smooch; lasting because she still thought about it. Ever: because it was the best one she had. All she thought about was beguiling him in between her legs afterwards. It couldn't be helped.
The couch even smelled like him. And she found herself falling feeling aroused to his scent. Fortunately for her she didn't have to be anywhere until later in the evening for a dinner banquet in which a royal family booked her for the whole month to take some photos. Thanks to 'he who shall not be named.' She did owe him because he recommended her. However that does not abstract from all the suffering he has cause her.
Was this her own fault to begin with? He never once said 'Zephyr fall in love.' Her heart just soared to him and took off from then on. Love wasn't a priority from the start. They saw each other, the physical attraction was strong which lead to sexing each other, and then it hit her after a couple months of good sex and empty promises. Her emotions got the better of her as time went on. Complicated things they are. She wanted more of him. Something that he couldn't afford to give her. Cant help what the heart want. All the signs were there but she couldn't stop. He must have did some ritual to make all the women he ever touch swoon over him. It seemed that the force was strong with only her however.
'He's the damn devil.'
Her mind huddled in on Grimmjow. Trying her hardest to forget him as she sunk into where Ichigo once slept. Her thoughts pouncing off both men. The simple yet early infatuation with Ichigo and the longing obsession with Grimmjow. Sighing she could feel the arousal pooling in her gut. The way Ichigo kissed her sent tingle's from her stomach to such a place she thought only worked for Grimmjow. She stretched her legs out, cracking her toes to settle deeper as her hands slid down her body, biting her bottom lip while his scent filled her senses. Not once did she look or hear the man coming silently out the bathroom, wiping his face free from the remaining water.
Ichigo looked up to see if she was still sleeping only to see the bed empty. At a leisure pace, he walked back to where he slept, keeping his eye on the bed because maybe he wasn't standing at the right angle. Continuing his careful stroll, he heard a sigh coming from the side of him. Whirling around he notice her closed eyes above the blanket she held near her face. Smiling, Ichigo touched her palm that she held open off the couch. Reacting slightly, though it was evident she was faking, he touch her palm again until she gently grabbed his finger, stirring awake 'again'. "Ichigo…" she whispered barely comprehending anything.
'Almost convincing.' He laughed. Speaking gently. "Good afternoon."
She interlocked her fingers with his. He was here and now was her chance. "So you are real…"
Gently laughing. "I would hope so."
"I never saw someone so alluring and unobtainable."
"Far from unobtainable."
Blinking slowly, she rolled her eyes. "Two years and a woman hasn't caught you yet…that say a lot."
"I choose to live this way, nothing else."
"So what happens now stranger. You're in my apartment, I'm naked under this blanket and you're standing there like you want a piece of me." She sat up, sitting in the lotus position and part of the gold blanket falling off her shoulder assuring him that she was indeed nude under it.
With a audible gulp, Ichigo shook his head, sighing within himself. He told her the minute she tried something he was gone, so why was he still standing before her, looking down into her face, watching her tilt her head to the side as she bit her bottom lip? "Zeph—"
"Yes." she quickly answered. Cutting him off as her chocolate orbs brightened.
"You didn't let me finish."
"Doesn't matter." Quickly she grabbed his wrists, bringing him down to her. He was reluctant at first but he sat down only for her to straddle him. She rested her hands on his chest, the blanket barely clinging on to her frame, displaying her smooth back and waist. Ichigo resting his hands on her sunkissed skin, gave her full rein.
"Starlight…" he spoke as she kissed the side of his lips, softly tugging on his bottom lip. Ichigo was fighting hard to control himself. Balling the blanket in his hand as it started to become unbearable for him to hold back. She moaned when he returned her kisses, deepening their bind.
Gently she spoke into his mouth. "Is it so bad that I want you and I barely know anything about you?"
"Depends." He smiled against her lips. Both testing each other as their lips hungrily search for one another in between their talk.
"On what?"
"We had this discussion already Starlight."
"What if I told you me and him were never together. Well i—I guess its complicated."
"Its not that complicated. I see you Starlight. That's all I need."
Zephyr eyes softened with this. Is that what it was? Fuck buddies? Maybe she was fighting the truth to their relationship but this was only the beginning to the end. She was working hard to get rid of him, didn't anyone notice that? She guessed they didn't. Nobody noticed the woman who fell too deep for a man that didn't return that emotion despite what she shared with him? He can see that? "I—" she stopped before she said something stupid. Of course she changed the subject looking into his eyes after mentally breathing out the negativity. "Its not important." She went back to kiss him and though he was hesitant, he still accepted her offer. She took things a bit further, lifting his shirt with one hand so that she could see by touch . Tracing his chain tattoo from his shoulder down to his hand with her other free one and placed it on her rear. She enticed him to smack her flesh in which he did, causing a seductive whimper out of her. "Will you allow me to fuck your brains out?" she asked modestly.
He brought his hand through her hair to cupping her cheek. Looking to her as she followed his hand. "I told you I'm celibate."
"I was hoping to change your mind about that."
Scoffing, he smirked. "This is a game to you huh?"
Her eyes serene and genuine. Telling him a different story. Intoxicated on lust and too far gone to realize that she was desperately calling for help. "No, I just want you to save me Ichigo."
"Mmm." He grasped the split second she allowed him. Staring at her when her hair fell around her, covering her ample perky breast. The gold blanket at this time rested around her waist eulogizing the smoothness of her caramel skin and taut stomach as she was still mounted on him. Her eyes kept him stilled in place yet fighting against it. Ichigo sat up. Grabbing the side of her narrow chin and staring at her trembling lips. His voice deep working all of her nerves. "you want me that bad?"
"Yes…" she whispered. Sultry, passionate, and seductive. Grazing his lips with hers. "will you save me?"
Ichigo took her breath away when he kissed her. His lips chipping off every piece of thought she had about her blue haired rival. The satire to this whole thing, was that he was her breathe of fresh air. Her heart however was a different tale.
This time, Zephyr granted him free reign over her. He lifted her in the air so she wrapped her legs around his waistline, still kissing him. He walked them to her bed, effortlessly climbing the three steps and gently laying her down. Her hands traveled down the front of him, pinching his nipples, rubbing his deep abs, to finally her hands cascading down his bare back into his boxer briefs gripping his nice plump rear pushing his pants under his bottom. All this without removing their lips from each other.
He kept his hands in her hair, his tongue in sync with hers. She broke their kiss, hissing to the ceiling when he pushed his bulge into her after feeling her hands on his cheeks. This also gave him the opportunity to explore her neck. Kissing her cocoa flesh and loving every minute of the whimpers she gave when he grinded himself into her.
Her alto voice called for him, pleading her case as she writhe under him. "Stop teasing me…"
"Because you want me right?" he spoke smoothly into her. The feeling of his breath against her and how deep his voice is, created goosebumps along with sending chills throughout her body. He hovered over her and she felt him flexed his cheek against her hand when he grinded his bulge into her again. Making her wetter and provoking her further.
"Save me…" Zephyr moaned. He moved back on to his knees, freeing her waist from the blanket wrapped around her. He looked to where she was left exposed to him. Her love glistened like a honey all due to the revelation that he absolutely turned her on. She watched as he smirked, deliberately pushing the protrusion of him in to her again and again, relishing in the feeling of her wetness seeping through his briefs. She moaned to the ceiling as he quietly groaned. She felt so warm and welcoming against him. Zephyr soon blocked his vision when her hands came to rest on his stomach then moved down to hook her fingers in the one article of clothing he had on. Slowly she etched them down, keeping her eyes on the prize and Ichigo kept his eyes on her.
"Zephyr." He said softly.
She licked her lips. Just when she was about to free him from the burden of his boxers, a knock interrupted her.
The sunlight, painfully bright as it shine through the sporadic clouds and the one split that her dark maroon curtains allowed, which was directed on her face. Slowly rousing awake from the blinding light behind her eyelids, the inevitable yawn and her hands occupied the air above her bed head, adding but a grunt loudly from a good stretch and a almost wet dream.
'Speaking of.'
Averting her eyes from the high ceiling to the empty couch with a folded gold blanket and a small note, Zephyr slightly disappointed, pouted to the absence of the subject to her interesting dream. A small void in her person would have loved to see him just a little while longer. However what came next was a bittersweet surprise. A impatient knock moved her to swing her legs to the side. Groaning in her legs as she forgot the slight ache that throbbed in her ankle now scurried up her leg. "Fuck!" exclaiming silently in her skin. But soon that dispersed when she heard another knock.
"Ichigo…" she sighed with lips curling at the thought of seeing him staring into her. Her eyes blinking to the clock in bold red digital numbers reading 10:24 a.m. thinking that he might have went to get some breakfast for them.
Limping she grabbed her bright blue silk kimono robe, hanging off the one sided railing separating her bed and living room, stomping with all the fervor of a giant on her one good foot. She looked to the couch and the folded blanket with the note, reading to herself "You looked so peaceful and I didn't want to bother you. Thank you for harboring me from my roommates. I owe you one Starlight." She flipped the note back and forth. "no number?" The only sign of Ichigo being here was the small medical supplies on her coffee table with Kurosaki clinic and the address on them.
Utterly disappointing.
The leisure pace to unlocking her door permitted only one thought which she inquired about who was at her door if not Ichigo?
After she unlocked the three chains and then the padlock, she yanked her door open. "WHA—do you want?" Her attitude changed when she caught the gaze of her weakness in flesh form. Grimmjow.
His expression snide and confident, as if he could smell the horniness her essence was distributing. He stared down at her. "That was a good show you put on last night. It had strawberry fooled, hell almost had me convinced."
Her eyes scrutinized her blue haired adversary. From the sneakers, up to the gray sweat pants, his print, the white t-shirt that showed off his biceps, up into his eyes that were behind his bangs that blew to a gentle breeze from the opened window behind her bedframe. Tempting her to flow right into his arms. Or was that a excuse?
Leaning against her doorframe, slowly he blinked from the floor, in to her. Waiting for her response but there was none. "Good morning to you too asshole!"
Rolling her eyes when she came back to reality. She too leant against her door, looking him over. Noticing that he must have just took a shower since his hair was still damp and wearing the cologne she bought him, so she knew he went home before stopping here. With one hand on her hip. "What do you want?"
"You of course."
"Whatever. If you're coming in then get in I have to get ready." She turned into her apartment, limping barely now that she had a part to play.
Grimmjow watched her ass jiggle, smirking as he followed. "Ready for what?" kicking the door closed behind him and locking it.
Bending over in the fridge, she answered back, making sure to reach for the orange juice far in the back. "Remember that job you told me about? Well I have to go to their dinner party this evening. Short notice of them but meh, they're paying good."
Of course Grimmjow took the bait of teasing and his eyes zoomed in on her rear his smirk never fading when he noticed she was naked under the silk fabric. "That give us time then." Slowly walking up behind her.
Standing up placing the jug to her lips with a slight smile, she almost dropped it when she felt his hand touching her hip, sliding up to caress her right breast in the opening of her short robe. She felt his manhood on her back side as his thumb toyed with her nipple. His breathe fresh and minty, cooling her hot flesh. Weakly she fought, pushing him back with her shoulder. "I'm not in the mood."
Rolling his eyes, Grimmjow backed away. "This shit again Ze?"
Shrugging. "I told you what it was."
She was so obvious but again, Grimmjow humored her. He placed his hands in his pocket when she didn't return his advance. Leaning against the island. "So you and carrot top fu—"
"Wha—No!" stammering, she answered barely letting him finish. Forgetting the fact that fucking Ichigo was but a dream and wishful thinking at worst.
"Don't lie to me you're a damn nympho."
"Only for the man I lo— you know what….yes we did. All over the couch, the shower, even the counter."
He looked down to the counter then blinked back to her with the same half lidded eyes that she fell for, matching her smug grin.
She walked to him, enticing him when she stopped in front of him. Inching her face close to his. "Are you jealous baby?"
"I would have been. But there are a couple of things wrong with your story."
"Oh really?"
Grimmjow brought his hand to caress her jawline, up to her chin coercing her to keep their gaze. "You're a terrible liar."
"But we did."
"Bullshit. You're hair is still dry, your lipstick is faded on your cheek and I know you sleep like a damn hibernating bear…" he brought her face closer to him, sniffing down her face to the crook of her neck. "and you don't smell like him."
She placed both her hands on the counter trapping him between her. "How would you know what he smell like?"
"I don't….I only know your scent."
Cooing, she indulged him further. "What do I smell like?"
"Apples and champagne."
"That sounds surprisingly tasty."
His smirk never leaving his face. "You have no idea."
Zephyr right now, was fighting a losing battle against her morals and her better judgement just by the way he looked at her. If this was any other guy they wouldn't have been able to contact her, let alone pop up to her apartment. Yet she gave him so many opportunities, so many chances to play with her. And she enjoyed it. She walked into him, remembering her dream with Ichigo just before it was interrupted.
Grimmjow attempted to stand straight only for her to lean her body against his. She hooked her hands on his sweatpants, biting his chin, granting a toothy grin from him. He looked down, watching her slowly rise on the tip of her toes, her lips attaching to his when he slightly leant down.
"What happens if I told you we made out…" she spoke when his lips moved from her's, down her jaw, to her neck.
"So."
Her eyes closed when he found her spot, making her moan to the ceiling. "I felt his dic—"
Quickly Grimmjow grabbed her cheeks, capturing her lips with his again. Making her laugh when she saw the anger in his eyes. Zephyr pulled back from the aggressive kiss, pulling his shirt up as her hands explored his chiseled form. "Didn't like that huh?"
"You really think I want to hear about you and that bastard?"
"Mmm now you know how I feel about you with these whores." Her hands move to rest on his pecs. She felt the hotness of his skin against her own. Amazing herself at how good his body felt Despite how solid he was, his skin was smooth all over. Her fingertips feeling every rip and cut his body had and he allowed it to happen. The thought however turned to how often other women had this opportunity.
"You assume too much. Quit making a ass outta yaself"
"At this point, I don't even care. I just want mine and be done with you for the day."
"You? Being done with me? Sorry luv but that will never happen." Smacking her ass.
"Although you have a nasty habit of leaving unnecessary lasting impressions. I still have hope. But, I'll wallow in you for a bit." She bent down, kissing his abs, leisurely placing a trail of her moist smooches up until she ended in between his pecs. She looked up to him, her tongue slowly drawing a wet circle before she kissed between his pecs again.
His hunger for the damsel grew. Grimmjow watched how she kiss against his body. Despite the fact that he did have other women, none made love to his body like how Ze did. It was always a hardcore fuck session but in his eyes, she made love to him and he did to her. He felt her laugh against him which made him trade places with her. His hold was tight when he grabbed her by her waist, picking her up to sit on the island.
He took her lips into his, viciously kissing her hard and wasn't letting up. She proceeded to pull his shirt off since his wrist were bined by it. He grabbed a handful of her ass once he was free, bringing her closer to the edge to feel that he was just waiting on her to make a move. Ever since last night she was on his mind. He was Grimmjow, the man could have any woman worship the ground he walked on but this one had a hint of straying away from him. Zephyr had him just from the thought of her being with Ichigo. Now he just needed to push the bastard out of her thoughts and fucking her stupid was going to do just that.
She always like it rough, hair pulling, ass smacking, choking, fucking her into the headboard to the point they almost broke the bed. She loved it, and loved when he was the one doing it to her. But out of the experience of being with Zephyr in that lighting, she always got wetter for him when he took his time with her.
Zephyr ran her fingers through his hair, throwing her head back as his tongue wrapped around her neck. She moved her hips against the protrusion in his sweatpants. Covering his pants with her love juices. "Mmm Grimmjow…" she moaned.
Without a second thought, his sweat pants dropped to the floor only wearing his boxer briefs. He grabbed her thighs keeping her legs wrapped around him.
Even though she ravaged his lips, Grimmjow knew her apartment inside and out. The trip to her bed deter not one instant between their passionate union. When they made it to her bed, he dropped her, making her look up at him. She thought about cursing him out until he quickly covered her frame with his. She hissed when Grimmjow followed the way Ichigo seduced her in the fantasy dream she had about him. Then just like that, in her mind was a threesome.
'Oh my god. Am I seriously thinking about him right now?'
Grimmjow grinded himself into her over and over again until she was fed up thinking about Ichigo doing this very action to her. She closed her eyes whispering to the ceiling. "Don't tease me.…" 'Ichigo' she thought to herself. Picturing orange hair instead of pale blue.
Grimmjow raspy and deep toned words were left in her skin as he kissed her down her stomach to where her love throbbed. "You never said that to me before." Softly he bit both sides of her inner thighs enchanting her. Zephyr taking the initiative combed her fingers in his hair coaxing him to dine in her. Of course he played with her, teasing her until she interlocked her legs around his head. Grimmjow tongue slithered like a snake in, out, up and down her wetness. Her back never came down and continued to arch. Zephyr moved her hips along the rhythm of his tongue, riding his face until he moved to nibble on her clit. Gasping, his strong arms grabbed her thighs keeping her from making the futile attempt of moving. The little defiance turning him on further than he expected. Soon, he wrapped his arm around her thigh as he pushed the other to her chest, fully exposing her glistening snatch. Her hands never left out his scalp, trying with all her strength to push him deeper. Grimmjow took two of his large fingers entering her slowly.
"Fuck…" she gasped out.
What surprised her was when he stopped to lay down beside her as if the idea just popped in his head. She looked at him confused, until he gave her a demand. "Sit on my face."
"What? Right now!?" still befuddled.
Beckoning her with his finger. "Bring her here."
She moved to do as so, until he told her to turn the other way so that she was facing the hard on in his briefs. Grimmjow wrapped his arms around her waist, continuing his feast. She also felt his thumb pressing and massaging on her other throbbing hole and then entered. Zephyr started whining her hips, moaning to ceiling as she was on three limbs. She massaged his well endowed projection with the other, earning a groan from him once in a while. She moved his briefs down, freeing him of his constraint. Standing tall, hot, and almost slapping her in the face ready to enter her, was the part of him that she couldn't get enough of. Her hand grasped his thick manhood, slowly stroking him. She licked her lips, spitting on the large head but never in a million year would she give him oral again, and he was okay with that. Despite the fact that she wouldn't return the favor for him, nothing on her body was off limits to him and they both were fine with it.
When she knew he wanted to change positions was when his bucking started. Her slow strokes on his manhood enfeebled him. At first he groaned as he ate her out. Then he would follow the flow to her strokes until she saw pre cum leaking out his head. Which was now.
Grimmjow slurped on her clit hard just to return the feeling. Zephyr grinded on his face, moving her hips back and forth, side to side, up and down, until she felt herself ready to climax. She started to shake, gyrating her hips when his large hands gripped her ass so hard that her pussy lips spread for him, on one hand keeping his thumb in her anus and the other having two fingers penetrate her wet snatch bringing her over when she felt a pressure in her stomach as she climaxed. She flinched when he lapped up her juices and almost flipped over when he kissed her clit.
"Good girl." He spoke, quickly licking her love again, causing her to flinch.
With a smack on her rear, shakily she proceeded to crawl in between his legs still drunk off her previous orgasm and intentionally rubbing against the tip of him.
Slowly he rode behind her as she remained on all fours. She felt him push down on her lower back for her to sit on her calfs. Grimmjow was never the one into making love, but when she felt his hands rise up her stomach, in between her chest, to caress her throat, she knew right then and there what was about to happen. He bit her earlobe, his chest pushing up against her back for her ro lean forward. His other large hand remained on her hip. "Open your eyes." He commanded.
Like a puppet, she did so. Looking into the large eight-ft mirror leant against her wall. He had her wrapped in his arms and she had to admit they looked damn good together. They stared in to one another until she broke eye contact. His large hands caressing her mounds, rolling her nipples through his fingers. Her sensual voice syncing to him, kissing her cheek, down to her neck and shoulders. She reached behind her needing to feel him. She arched her back, pushing her backside in to his already hard member. His thick head already at her entrance waiting to enter. She leant forward breaking contact with him. "This isn't like you. Usually you have me screaming your name by now."
His finger trailed up the middle of her back, keeping her eye contact. "What's unusual is you rushing me."
"I'm not rushing you at all." Swaying her backside slowly. "I just crave you."
"Is that right?"
Zephyr fixed her mouth to answer only for her voice to reach her throat in a moan. Grimmjow held her hip for him to enter her love. Groaning as his other hand combed through her hair, pulling at her roots for her to look in the mirror. Furrowing her eyebrows as he took his time to fully insert himself inside of her from behind.
Gasping when he was sheathed in her warmth, Zephyr eyes widened to how full she felt. "I could never get used to that."
"Hmph." Slow was his first stroke so she can get used to him but she followed him. Zephyr pushed herself back, only to move herself forward, then back again earning herself a groan from Grimmjow. Tightening his grip on her waist, Grimmjow picked up where he was slacking. Stroking her rougher, harder, but gentle. Moaning through her nose as she continuously bit her lip, she could feel every part of his manhood growing inside of her. "Grimmjow!" she finally cries out.
"Gooood girl." He groaned, watching her in the mirror with the same snide smirk from earlier. That was the second confirmation he had that she would totally forget Ichigo.
However her mind was playing tricks on her; Instead of those cat shaped blue eyes staring at her, they were the lusty gaze of Ichigo. Instead of that scar across Grimmjow chest and abs, was the smooth tan skin of Ichigo. "Fuck!" she moaned out loud, closing her eyes again as she started slamming herself into Grimmjow.
"Damn…" he quietly hissed, freezing himself as he watched himself disappear inside of her.
Almost reaching her climax as Ichigo remained unabated in her thoughts, Zephyr fell on her elbows, yelling into her bed as she climaxed. A waterfall hit Grimmjow while she persisted riding out her orgasm and her walls steady contracting around him. Unfortunately for her, he wasn't done.
Panting, she laid on her side but Grimmjow yanked her to him by her ankles, then made her lay on her back. Before she could look at him, again he was on her kissing her so she tasted her own honey on his tongue. While she gasped, grimmjow kept her lips with his as the head of him slowly entered her. "Relax…" he spoke into her lips, unwinding her.
Moaning into his mouth as Grimmjow slowly pushed himself further into her. Her legs spreading further as he crawled in to her. "You're so big!" she whimpered.
"Sorry." He snickered until he was fully sheathed again, grounding himself deep inside her love. She was so smooth and wrapped around him to the point he had to stay still before anything.
"Take it easy on me. You stretched me too far…already" Zephyr spoke making him laugh. Because she knew how much of a monster he could be when he took control.
He looked her in her eyes, gripping the gold metal railing of her headboard to her bed above her head as the other grabbed her thigh, bringing her leg to her chest. She combed her hand in the back of his head as the other gripped his ass, taking her breathe away when slowly he gave her long, decisive, and rough strokes.
"I hate you so much!" she moaned when she threw her head back.
Keeping his focus on her ever changing expressions, Grimmjow smirked. He knew she loved him. Which made her statement all the more satisfying because he was now deep in her, making her howl his name. "Why is that?"
"Becaus—Ooh." She moaned to the ceiling again. Grimmjow, toying with her, took himself out her warm grasp. She looked at him confused, irritated, and flustered. "the hell!?"
He felt her womanhood pulsate from the absence of him. She became desperate when she moved her hips to rub along the tip of him. "Aht!" he moved himself, watching her cry out in frustrating when he smacked his head against her sensitive bundle of nerves.
"Stop playing with me Grimmjow!"
"You hate me?"
She looked up to him, searching his cat shaped eyes for anything that would give her a clue as to why he asked this sudden question at this specific time.
"Yes I do!" she answered unhesitatingly. He remained silent, watching her face as she dropped the back of her head into the bed with a groan. "I've never known you to be sentimental and at this time too?"
He still remained silent. Changing her frustrated façade to writhing in satisfaction. Grimmjow continued to tease her, entering all of him in her wet hole, watching her moan and bite her lip fully gratified, then fussing and berating him when he took all of himself out again. Grimmjow teased her to the point she palmed both his ass cheeks attempting to push him.
It was then that he raised himself, grabbing the headboard with both hands, pushing his legs towards it so her legs would remain open to him. Resting her hands on his hips and stomach, Zephyr looked at his body in amazement, distracted from the fact that she wouldn't be running away from him now. She hated him? Well now he was going to fuck her as if the feelings were mutual. A sadistic grin pulled on his lips, as he readied himself for the pounding she was about to take.
"Grimmjow?" she question curiously.
"Shut up." Was all he said. He entered her, pausing with a groan as she yelled before his strokes suddenly knocked the wind out of her again. She followed him when she grabbed the headboard, both of them locking eyes when her moan was caught in her throat.
The sound of skin slapping was akin to a thunderclap in the air. Her panting and once in a while a groan from him was all she heard throughout her apartment. Throwing her head in her pillows, her voice was finally heard. "Oh sh—I'm about to cum baby!"
His deep voice adding to the heightening arousal churning in her gut asked her what was already imminent, still slamming in her. "Yeeeees." He purred almost. "cum all on me Ze!"
One of her hands pushed against his stomach, symbolizing him that he was too deep, but it went unnoticed being that the woman beneath him was conflicted. She didn't want to finish like this, but the feeling, the sensation, was to great to miss. Aside from the fact that it was the mighty Grimmjow pounding into her guts, she couldn't help but feel quite satisfied at the notion it was definitely him.
Arching her back and continuing her moans, Zephyr yelled into the pillows as she climaxed hard, even a little squirt hit his stomach. Grimmjow reaching his orgasm, released the headboard, to pull her close to him. By now he was too deep, grinding himself in her as if he wanted to pile his sack in her as well, causing Zephyr to cry out again but this time, in to his mouth. He held one of her legs up and open, kissing her rough and hard as he growled in her mouth spilling all of himself in her.
They rode out the last of their orgasmic release. Grimmjow, after a needed moment, recovered. Holding himself up near her face. Between them labored breathe and one sided regret. "You're still on the pill right?"
"Um hell yeah. That was a dumb question."
"if we keep this up, itll be a little us running around."
"Grimmjoe being my baby daddy? I think not."
"Tch. I'm not so horrible that I wouldn't be a good dad."
"Uh huh."
He stared at her face when she closed her eyes, lovingly wrapping her arms around him. Her hands rubbing his back lovingly. "Damn…" she said laughing to herself. "why do I put myself in this position."
At least right now, he knew where her regret lies.
Rolling his eyes, sadly he was adept to her feeling sorry for herself after they fucked. It was either that good to her, or she was just a masochist. "Tch, can never just enjoy the moment can you…"
"That was all it is…just a moment." She murmured, bringing her hand to his face, her thumb caressing his eyebrow down to tracing his lips. "I enjoy you for a moment until we get off this bed, we shower, we get dressed, and then soon as we cross that door, we go our separate ways. Its bittersweet how you an I are wandering worlds connected by just this …."
Just when he was ready to go another round to pound her back out, she knew of ways to destroy such a feeling with words. Grimmjow eyebrows furrowed together. "You think too deep into this."
"And that's my problem…" she spoke looking into him. "Why couldn't you just leave me alone?"
Groaning, Grimmjow placed his forehead on hers, looking into her. "So what the fuck do you want Ze?"
"Isnt it obvious? I want you, only you. But I want you to need me." She groaned. "I don't want you, but I want you."
He didn't say anything.
She snuggled her face in the crook of his neck. "You want the world, and all I want is you. Which is why we would never work out. This is all that work you and I cant get enough of it." She placed her hand on his chest, motioning for him to get off her.
Grimmjow obeyed her hush command. He watched her swing her legs on the side of the bed as she stood up. She looked back at him, fixing her sex wrinkled robe over her frame. "I'm going to take a shower and get ready, you could join me or leave, which ever, but I expect you gone."
Laying on his back, his eyes looked to the ceiling, his arms folded behind him. "Tch. Why the hell would I want to join you after all that depressing shit?"
"Right…" She looked from him back to the front of her. Her face emotionless as she walked to the bathroom.
Exhaling heavy, Grimmjow closed his eyes. He always had a feeling how much she felt but he never thought she felt for him this deeply. Zephyr always played hard to get and she seemed tough as a rock. Oddly enough, their union was poetic.
He took a moment but decided to join her in the shower. He knew she held back a couple of tears though some did escape but she quickly went under the shower head, making the water drops with her own salty tears. Why did she put herself through this?
Grimmjow stood behind her wrapping his arm around her waist. Whatever this was that they had, it was theirs and no one elses.
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Rubbing her hands together she massaged the lotion on her face, watching from the large window as the morning underwent the process to change into dusk before her eyes. Grimmjow drying his hair as it fell on his neck and face, watched her as she finished touching herself up.
"How do I look?" Zephyr turned to face him as he dried off the rivulets on his torso and neck.
He deadpanned. "Fuckable."
"Are you always horny? Like my goodness we just got done in the shower." She mumbled in a state of disgust.
"Only telling you what any man think. The fuck you getting mad about?"
"Nothing." She mumbled again. Looking in the mirror as she twist and turned checking herself out for anything not in place. She untwist the black suspenders that connected to her high waisted navy blue pants. She decided to wear a bow tie, then decided against it when she looked to Grimmjow face contorting in such a manner that she thought to burn the tie afterwards. Instead, she decided to show off her cleavage in a white button up shirt that tucked in her pants.
She rolled the sleeves up to her elbows since it was rather chilly with a hint of warmth outside. The sun was shining but clouds threaten to block it out in the far south. Zephyr turned back to the mirror deciding to wear her hair in a high bun with her curls falling just above her eyesbrows. She wore dark brown lipstick and decided to keep her septum ring so that the diamond dangled above her top lip. "How do I look now?" she turned to see Grimmjow cat eyes already staring into her. Slowly blinking at her face.
"Meh."
"Asshole." She scoffed turning back to the mirror.
"You look….beautiful…"
Her face slightly flustering to his last minute words. What she didn't expect was him walking up behind her, closing her in his embrace further emphasizing his word by kissing her on her neck and looking at her through the mirror.
"You walking out the door like this worry me."
Staring at him back. "Really?"
He growled into her cheek. "Mmhmm. All the men will prey on you and I wont be there to save you."
"You are something else." She pulled his arm, unwrapping from around her shoulders. "I don't need you saving me. Besides, If you wanted me all to yourself, you would put a ring on it." wiggling her fingers to add.
Grimmjow intertwined their fingers, walking her so she backed into the mirror. "Don't tempt me Ze." He smirked.
She cut her eyes at him sucking her teeth. "Cut the shit."
"What!? You fucking said it, I just answered!"
She brushed passed him, releasing their fingers as she slightly bumped his shoulder. She walked to her closet, grabbing a pair of beige suede flats since her ankle wasn't fit to wear heels.
"You get so damn serious everytime I say that."
"Is it not obvious why?"
He grabbed his T-shirt, draping it over his shoulder. "C'mon. Do I seriously look like the guy you would want to marry?"
"Nevermind. Its nothing." She spoke slamming her feet in her shoes. "I dont have time for this."
Her shoes clicked over to the desk where she had her different types of camera laid out. Ranging from some she carried throughout the years she grew up, to the gifts that her family gave her. Even the one he bought her. She looked to it. The camera he seen her swoon over the rare occasion they were out together.
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"That's the one!" she exclaimed. Her breathe visibly seen in the cold air.
There was snow on the floor then and Christmas lights along with the holiday spirit with last minute shopping flooded the bustling streets of downtown.
Grimmjow walked up to the side of her, looking from the window reading the words of the sign. "Olympus. 569.99." his lip turned up. "what the hell else does it do?"
"This is the one I was telling you about before. I'm going to get it for myself. One day…" Grimmjow watched as her eyes brightened up, pressed against the window.
"Let's go. We wont make it in time to eat if you keep looking at that damn camera."
Sighing, Zephyr stayed for a second longer before she turned her gaze to the man who stood waiting for her with hands in his pocket. "Some day." She whispered. Attempting to match his posse until he grabbed her hand.
The fur stitched inside her trench coat kept her relatively warm, but him holding her hand compared to her dangling her hand over a flame. It was little things like this that cause her to have a blind eye to the red flags surrounding him. It was always the small things with her. Until…
"Well hello Grimmjow."
Both of them looked to the women standing before them. "Shit." He said under his breathe.
Zephyr looked to him, then back to the random woman. "Um hi." She spoke stepping in front of him when he didn't say anything back and only stared. The tension rising between the trio and Zephyr spoke on it. "who are you?"
Pink irises, looked into Zephyr chocolate spheres. A smile pulling across her face as she licked her red painted lips. Devious in all of its mess. "Just a very close friend of Grimmjow. Right?" she giggled behind her hand, looking straight into who Zephyr assumed to be 'her man'.
"Really?" Zephyr asked not surprised by the woman answer. The woman was fairly beautiful. Her plum colored hair flowed at the same length as Zephyrs. The fur hat and mink she wore told of her regal status. Adding to that, she also had two body guards at her side. Being that she knew Grimmjow, Zephyr put two and two together. Zephyr tried to free her hand only for him to keep her grasp in a attempt to stop her from running off but she wasn't staying to be disrespected and Grimmjow not fixing the issue. "You two have some catching up to do I presume." She still fought to free her hand but he kept her still.
The women eyes lit up. "Say why don't I join you two?"
"Like hell you will!" Grimmjow spoke up, walking with Zephyr in tow past the woman. "fuck off." He knew exactly what this woman was implying and what she wanted to eat was either his dick, or Zephyr.
The woman laughed, walking the opposite direction. "I'll be seeing you my little panther."
Those word. That filthy fucking comment. Scratched at Zephyr equilibrium like a fork on a plate. Her eyes fell in a half lidded state. Losing not only her appetite. But with each second that passed, she was losing her respect. "I'm not hungry anymore."
'Stop fucking lying.' Was what he wanted to say but what would change the dynamic by stating the obvious? Grimmjow knew exactly what was to be expected.
While lost in what he was going to say next, this gave her the opportunity to free her hand storming off to a unknown destination. But the amount of people coming his way and the snow fall with her matching white hair, it was easy for her to slip from his eyesight.
The circle it was called and where she ended up after her feet lead her somewhere she didn't quite recognize but the irony was that the mini winter wonderland with the large tree stood as a beacon for those who were lost, didn't quite work out for the type of loss she felt. The circle occupied by lights, children, more snowfall, laughter, and happy couples enjoying their walk and she hated it. Just for a moment she wished they felt the same way she was feeling. "Pfft." She stormed off again. Her apartment wasn't that far from here and she needed the walk.
Needless to say, when she made it back to her apartment, he was already there waiting for her. Sitting on the steps with his elbow on his knees plotting like always. He looked up to the sound of her heels clicking on the steps to the second floor. He heard her curse at the elevator that seemed to be out of service for a few months and then relief when she turned the corner to go up the steps to her apartment.
Zephyr looked up, meeting his half lidded gaze. Both staring at each other for one to speak and of course he had to have the first words. "You calm down now?".
She turned quickly, walking down the steps but he moved faster while calling after her. He was here at her place which only meant he was going to "apologize" her brains out. He almost caught her arm when he reached over the chipped painted rail but she was faster in this sense. He hopped over it, quickly reaching her before she made it to the other staircase. He pulled her back into his chest. "Damn you move fast in those shoes!"
She swung her purse which missed him as he ducked and unintentionally released her. She swung it again, missing him. Zephyr then stormed past him, to glide up her steps.
She heard sighing as he slowly followed her this time. When she made it to her apartment she locked the door after she shut it. She yanked off her jacket, attempting to throw the heavy trench coat until she heard him knocking at the door calling her name. "Zephyrrrr!" he purred.
Cutting her eyes at the door she yelled. "Leave!"
"She was long before I met you dumbass!"
"Oh?….how long ago was that?"
"Maybe a year, few months. I don't fucking know. Just before you!" he yelled.
"Right. Go away before I start losing my shit!" it was always the same answer. 'they were before you.'
She heard an loud bang on the door "Why are you acting like I cant break this fucking door!?"
"Do it and I'll call the cops after I fuck you up for trespassing!"
"Then open the damn door!"
"No! Go the fuck away!"
"Tell that to my face!"
"Im sick of you! We are fucking done!"
The narcissistic prick started banging, which made her flinch and she knew it would cause unneeded attention from her exceedingly inquisitive neighbors. She paced the floor looking to the door pondering. She knew he wouldn't hit her, because he knew better than to do something like that. But this wasn't good at all.
Readying her fist, Zephyr yanked her door open landing a jab to his jaw. Grimmjow expected it like other times, but sacrificing his jaw gave him the position to take her to the floor. After she jabbed him, quickly Grimmjow grabbed her waist, his hand holding the back of her head so she didn't bang it against the hardwood floor.
Grimmjow rubbed it off as a lovers kiss and watched her wiggling underneath his heavy frame. Zephyr attempted to move until he grabbed her wrist placing them above her head. "Get off of me!" she yelled in his face.
"Calm the fuck down!" he yelled back at her. She kneed and kicked at his stomach. Although her hits were hard it didn't phase Grimmjow. He just didn't want her to hurt herself. "Zephyr!"
She still tried to fight him off. Seeing that he wasn't getting through to her, Grimmjow placed all his weight on her, keeping her still as his lips held her. Her signs of protest, screaming and yelling at him soon changes to welcoming pants and moans. He felt her arms come at a rest as he still held her wrist. When he pulled away, she was breathless. He stared at her closed eyes. "You good now?" he asked curious.
"I am." She murmured under labored breathes, lifting her head to bring his lips back to her. He released her wrist, keeping his hands above their head as she explored underneath his thick leather jacket. The fur around his hood covered their face from the lighting, so he didn't notice the tears that fled her closed eyes.
The next morning she woke up wrapped in silks sheets nude and sore from a night of angry make up sex. To a box horribly wrapped with a card and a missing Grimmjow. Being that he was left handed, she saw the faded marks of the ink that was wet when she read. 'it wasn't on sale…' quickly she opened the box to see the camera she was working on getting herself, along with compatible lenses. "Grimmjow?" she called out just to see if he was anywhere but she was alone. She grabbed her cellphone quickly punching his number in and then decided against it when she realized what it was.
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"Ze!" he called out for her. Bringing Zephyr out of her daze. "I said did I buy that damn thing for nothing?"
"What?" she looked down to where her fingers lingered on the camera that still looked brand new. "So what, it's just a camera."
"Yeah. A expensive camera!"
"Its mine. I could do what I want with it. If I decide to use it I will."
"Tch, asshole." He murmured.
Retorting back. "You're one to talk. Anyway, what time is it?"
Putting on his shirt, he sat on the edge of her bed. "Three thirty seven."
"Okay. I got a hour to be there before everyone." Reluctant to grab the camera he bought her, she raised it to her eye, turning around to hone in on him staring annoyingly back at her. "fix your face." She demanded but it fell on deaf ears. He remained the same only sticking up his middle finger and she snapped the photo anyway. "whatever."
He sneered. "Thanks."
Zephyr gathered the rest of her things packing them in her purse and her camera in its case with the many lenses that came with it. She walked to grab her keys off the dresser until Grimmjow grabbed her waist turning her to face him. "Grimmj—What are you doing?" He looked up at her, lovingly rubbing her sides to resting his large hands on her thigh. "You're going to make me late doing this. You looked at the entirety of me not too long ago, what's different?"
He smirked, never answering her because indeed there was something different, he just couldn't grasp it yet.
It wasn't long when the two of them were going their separate ways. Standing at the end of the walkway of her apartment building, Grimmjow towering before her. He grabbed her chin, kissing a goodbye into her lips. "See you later."
Quickly she grabbed his arm, looking at him a moment more before she released him. It was something about this moment. Was it the way his hair fell down from still being damp of the shower? The shirt that blew to the breeze, clinging to his muscular frame? What the hell was it?
Reluctant to do so, Grimmjow slowly walked away from her to the matte grey suv coming alive from the key in his hand.
Muttering to herself as she watched him walk back to his truck. "An addiction…"
Grimmjow looked to his rearview mirror watching her climb into her Honda coupe. A feeling of accomplishment reigning over him as he knew he got her where he wanted her.
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It seemed as if she went from the city of Karakura to subtly limping into a fairytale garden of the chateau that belonged to her boss. Zephyr looked through her camera detailing the rose bushes that surrounded the area. She took photos of the rose gold decorations detailing the slate grey seats and oval tables that surrounded the mirror dance floor in the center. From the amount of seats there had to have been a small amount of people coming to this dinner.
Turning her attention else where. She took snapshot of the white asian art garden bridge that arched over the river. The stream circled around a island that was sectioned off from the other part of the field and her curiosity grew to see why. Koi fishes rushing by each other as if something new invaded their territory. Naturally one grabbed her attention, colored with jade and silver scales. Quickly she raised her camera taking a picture, catching each angle before it was far from her sight. It was almost magical how the sun reflected off its scales. She looked to the camera as she caught the curvature and details, even the texture of the said creature. "Damn." Scoffing. "This is a pretty good camera."
There was a different air here and she relished in the tranquility of it. Zephyr continued her stroll searching for her next target. Standing at the end of the bridge as she slid between the obstacles blocking her from entering, she lifted her device snapping another photo of the cherry blossom tree that stood taller than the manor.
There was a black bench with no one to occupy it in sight. Zephyr snapped another photo as it was positioned to stare out to the mountains far off into the distance and a sea of green trees. "Beautiful." Expressing to herself as the view was breath taking. Closing her eyes, she took in the view getting lost in it until she heard her name called from one of the workers. As she turned and almost stumbled on the root, she also took notice of a tombstone. Out of respect she bowed nervously, before scurrying back to the other section.
Driving up to the round about was a stretch Cadillac limbo. Hearing the muffled noises of celebration that seemed to already happened wherever they gathered beforehand. Zephyr loaded her camera and also changed the lense of her to focused on a closer approach. One of the gentlemen working tonight stepped to the limo door, opening it and the noise cascaded out. The music was loud, startling not only Zephyr but some of the workers who fiddled about for last minute preparations. 'Everything is to be perfect!' she repeated her bosses words
Waiting in the elegant foyer with twin staircases on each side and a chandelier that looked like a mortgage payment in itself, Zephyr already felt out of place but she remained diligent. Softly she inhaled, taking a moment to hear the laughing and chit chattering that will soon fill her area, then softly she exhaled coming to a calm and ready to get the day over with.
Just then, she fixed her posture when she met the eyes of the most beautiful shade of violet staring back at her in surprise when her climb of the wide stone steps concluded. "Oh! You must be the photographer brother spoke about!" Her petite figure wrapped in a silk royal blue gown that complimented her ivory skin. A spilt also stretching to her hip showing off her toned leg and silver high heel shoes with beautiful details and Gems on them displayed her manicured feet.
"Yes, my Name is Zephyr, I'll be working closely with the bride, I'm assuming that is you?" her eyebrow raise.
Daintily she chuckled. "You assume correctly. My name is Rukia Kuchiki and my soon to be husband Renji Abarai." Zephyr followed Rukia gaze as she turned behind her, seeing the red head that was at the night club hours ago. His suit attire matching that of his fiancee's. What surprised her was not the fact that she already seen the man at the club but who broad shoulders his arm was wrapped around. That familiar face who she longed to see for some reason she could not quite specify at this moment.
She recognized that bright orange hair color from a mile away. The cream silk vest, and white button up shirt with diamond cufflinks only added to his sex appeal. The cream slacks and dark brown dress shoes were a fitting touch as his shoes matched the leather belt. "Ichigo…" she whispered.
"Hmm?" Rukia turned back to face her. "You said something?"
Nervously, Zephyr shook her head wanting to turn fully away because she knew she was blushing at this point.
"That is my bull headed bestfriend, Ichigo Kurosaki"
Thankfully that the two men stopped at the door looking the opposite way calling to other people.
Sighing with relief, Zephyr looked at the back of Ichigo, she could hear Rukia and other noises about, but it seemed like Ichigo voice was higher than everything around her until….
"Oh the woman that just came up the steps is Ichigo's date. Orihime Inoue."
Suddenly everything crashed. Feigning a smile, Zephyr couldn't mouth anything else except a quick and very short response. "Oh." she watched through her curly white bangs as the Auburn haired cutesy woman wrapped her arms in his, proceeding towards her direction. 'Wait no. Don't come over here!'
Rukia wrapped her arms around Renji as he stood on the side of her. "Hey aren't you the chick from the clu—"
"Starlight!?" Ichigo yelled out knocking her out of thought. A surprised look on his face. "What are you doing here?"
Rukia eyebrow raised, looking from Renji to Ichigo. "Starlight?" she questioned.
"Hey." Was all Zephyr could muster and a side-eye
"How do you two know each other?" Renji asked with a sly smirk on his face.
Zephyr cringed. 'Oh he's a asshole.'
Ichigo showing off his dense mindset yet again. "We met at the loun—"
"We're just friends." Zephyr quickly answered. Not only did she not want to ruin her image, she also didn't want to leave a bad taste in anyone month, especially the woman holding Ichigo arm in hers. Grey eyes looked to Zephyr in a hint of scrutiny. And Zephyr so fixated on how this situation would come about, she didn't notice another heap of people coming through the doors.
'Dammit Ichigo.' Now she has to prove herself in which she could give a damn about, however, they were paying good money, and she needed this or else she would be on the street in no time. She also didn't take note on how loud she blurted out the statement which warranted unwelcomed stares and what-was-that-all-about expressions.
Thank goodness Rukia was the savior in this situation. She spoke up during the awkward silence. "Well friend or no friend. Let's get acquainted Starlight!" taking her arm, in her own, Rukia walked with Zephyr in tow to the back yard.
'This is going to be a interesting night.'
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It started with him stealing glances of her. The impossible, was to not think of her after their little ordeal last night. Though it wasn't anything but a simple make out, she did put on a tempting show and his moral compass almost flew out the window. The thoughts of her, the way her skin felt to him, it was inevitable.
Ichigo watched her from the other side of the field, catching her snap different photos in different angles of Rukia and Renji dancing on the mirrored dance floor that was specifically made for this exact time of day. The night sky was clear. Threatening clouds cleared long before any rain drops that was promised. What a relief. The two danced like doves flowing in the night sky. Through it all; she caught every elegant custom piece made for this dinner to equally exorbitantly styled person who attended. Through it all, and she failed to freeze the moment with the one person who was absolutely the most unique species he has seen. Palpably situated, was Zephyr. Out of everything here, she was the picturesque creature that anyone needed proof to have witness.
How couldn't she do the cliche 'selfie' was beyond him because she was beautiful, and didn't have to wear a thousand dollar gown to show for it. She looked just right. However, she didn't know that. And it wasn't his job for him to do so. Smirking to the thought, Ichigo joined in on the last of the exchange of words his friend were having amongst themselves.
"Renji really love Rukia. It's so much like a fantasy just watching them mingle with each other like this." Orihime chimed in awe at the obvious fact.
Blinking away from Zephyr Ichigo, brought the flute glass to his lips chugging down the last of the champagne with a small burp. "Yeah, I suppose I'm happy for them…I guess."
Wide eyed, Orihime questioned. "You guess?"
"We've known each other since high school. I know for a fact Rukia is going to complain about it as well as Renji. This whole dinner isnt them but hey, who am I to judge."
"You're very critical for someone who claim they're not….but hey…" Ishida, fixing the collar of his suit wouldn't miss a beat to fact check carrot top. In fact, he made it his duty to do so and it was blatant to see.
Still, the two held a great respect for one another and indulged each other in quick banter, sometimes it almost became physical between the two, but like brothers, it was a fight out of mutual love and respect. Two of the same, yet polar opposites attracted to each other personalities. Even the newer guest of their circle could see that.
Hanataro, shyly included himself, watching between friends as they laughed when Ichigo hit Ishida with a rebuttal of his own. Always the one to observe before speaking, Hanataro watched as Icjigo would look back and forth between that white haired woman back to his glass, then to his friends.
What came as a surprise was not only the fact that, yeah he came out his shell and sometimes spoke his mind a little too much. It was what he felt confused by and needed a answer too no matter how offensive it could be. Still he knew there was a time and a place for everything.
"Hana, please tell this bozo I maxed out bench pressing 270!"
Stammering, Hanataro didn't quite catch the conversation, only noticing Ichigo staring at him as well as Ishida and what he can make of Chad. "U—Uh hai! You're right Kurosaki!"
"Ha! I don't know what's your deal. I've never lied about anything!" Ichigo boasted.
Exclaiming her excitement to the subject of her girly affections, Orihime also didn't miss the opportunity to jump with glee about his feats. "Hoh! That's amazing Kurosaki-kun!"
Everyone could already see Ichigo head widening as his confidence started inflating. "Arigatou Inoue!" he spoke with a snide smirk as he side eyed Ishida.
It was evident to see who was the mediator out of the group and the gentle giant stood silent with a slight chuckle only heard with the faintest of frequencies.
"Hey do you guys mind if I get a picture of you just acting natura? The bride insist on catching every moment."
For a second, the tension rose. For one her voice caught a slightly jealous Orihime off guard. Ichigo also surprise by sudden recollection of soft lips, and also the shy man Hanataro who noticed the pair shaken by just the casual question coming from the woman with white hair.
Oblivious for what she caused, Zephyr looked between the group for a answer but assumed from the silence that this was their way of acting natural. Skeptical her face gave way of what she was saying when the camera slowly raised to even with her eye. "Umm?"
"Sure." Hanataro spoke gathering everyone together.
Chad standing off to the side next to Ishida bumping shoulders. Hanataro stood in the middle with the peace sign, and although it seemed surreal, Ichigo hand rested on Orihime waist as he stood at the end, a gentle smile on his face when they both recovered from their shock.
There were many occasions where Orihime fell in situations like this. This moment was different for the princess and acting natural wasn't something that she could do right now.
"Ready?" Zephyr called out taking a second before snapping their photo. "Alright!" she exclaimed with a smile. Walking over to the group for them to see their picture.
"Not bad huh?" a smile still on her face. She looked from the screen of her camera to each of them. Purposely, she made sure to save Ichigo last.
"I love it!" Hanataro spoke before the rest.
"I look so awkward!" Orihime whined. Her cheeks turning red.
The flowing peach gown complemented her lily colored skin. Not only flowing smoothly with everything about her, Orihime did live up to her name as a princess, and Zephyr wanted to capitalize on it. The gorgeous the picture is, the more she is recognize for her talent and skill of a watchful eye and camera. "I can always take another one if you want."
Nervously scratching the back of her head, Orihime waved it off, pretending to fix the peacock clip that held her hair up. "No it's fine really."
Zephyr looked to the picture again, "He is handsome so I would be blushing too."
Stammering, Inoue became hysterical. "N—no it's not like that!"
"I'm kidding!" Zephyr laughed, trying her best to soothe the busty woman.
Smirking, he looked at her, coming up with a statement of his own. "So you don't think I'm handsome?"
Stammering herself, Zephyr tried quick to find her words. "I—that's not what I meant!"
"You did say that you were kidding." Chad included, getting a side eye from Zephyr.
"Are you serious?" she murmured.
Crossing his arms, Ichigo stared at her. "So what did you mean then Starlight?"
"I meant you are handsome but I—I didn't mean THAT!"
"Oh so I'm a medium ugly!?"
"N—no. You're very good looking. I mean n—yes your handsome but I was talking about her—she was blushin—ugh nevermind." Growing flustered, Zephyr walked off making the destination to the table decorated in animal shapes of fruits and champagne glasses.
Snatching one of the flute glasses out of the waiter hand she first apologized before guzzling the liquid. There were many people here, and thankfully that her job was over for today, she was allowed one drink before she had to make the hour and a half trip back to her apartment. Exhaling out her stress and the rather tumultuous ordeal that just took place, she decided on another glass before reaching for her phone. Maybe she should make her exit now before things become even more awkward. Especially the fact that she didn't know anyone present and looked towards the text conversation she was having with Grimmjow that gave her some sort of comfort. Changing their dynamic when she felt herself needing to release some tension.
Ze: I might need you to blow off some steam tonight.
Grim:We were just talking about what to eat, now you want to fuck. Miss me that much?
Grim: I'll come over right now. I'll just tell the boss it's a emergency.
Ze: idiot I'm not home right now.
Grim: Dumbass I know.
Ze: So why would you go there now?
Grim: because I'm fucking bored here. Just sitting at this damn bar.
Ze: same, but Ichigo was keeping me company.
Grim: don't piss me off Ze.
Ze: The madder you are, the harder you fuck me.
Grim: I'm fucking serious. I saw the way that bastard looked at you last night.
Ze: you're worried about the wrong thing.
Little to her knowledge she didn't take notice of the man standing next to her with a apology in mind until he lightly tapped her shoulder. Quickly she turned around, catching the gaze of the man who she lusted for. However that all changed. It was apparent she had a attitude with the way she curled her lips and that one dimple showing. "Came for more?"
"It was all innocent fun I swear.." raising his hand in defense.
At that time, she wasn't referring to the jest that was just made, but thinking back on their night that couldn't surpassed that of just kissing. Zephyr rolled her eyes. "Right. How was that fun at all?"
Quietly he chuckled taking a flute glass of his own. "Okay, I apologize on behalf of everyone. Just you know instant karma. You called out Orihime, it was only natural."
"Oh. Damn, you're right. I should go apologize to her. It was kind of rude to call her out like that."
Ichigo shook his head. "She is also very forgiving and have a good heart. She wouldn't hold it against you. We do what we can to protect her."
"I hear you. I'm an outsider and shouldn't have spoken out like that."
"Its cool really. You took it better than anyone I've known." He chugged back the glass.
Chuckling, she turned to face him, staring up at him without a word. At some point she would have to say something. The air between them and not only that, it would be hard to trek in since he didn't find her worthy, and she knew.
Ichigo looked back to her. Slightly flustered now that she was looking at him. "What?"
Wherever her mind took her to, showed in her expression. Zephyr, furiously blushing, quickly turned to look away from him. "Its funny how fate has a way of speaking." She too chugged back a glass of champagne, feeling her phone vibrating in her pocket.
"Dont think that much in to it Starlight. It's a small world in this little circle. You know Grimmjow and that pretty much explain a lot."
"You know, I've never actually said it was okay for you to call me Starlight!" chugging back another glass before slamming it on the table.
Ichigo spoke to himself, oblivious to the fact that he just confirmed what she always knew. "S—Sorry?"
This was stupid. Upset because she only knew the truth to why Grimmjow was so well known. He was a bad boy, between fights, the ladies, and the fact that he was damn good at doing both with good looks to match, there was no possible way a man of his caliber can go unnoticed to anyone. Exhaling out the bullshit, Zephyr fully turned to the confused man waiting for a explanation. "My bad. Just…a lot come up when you talk about him."
He leant against the table crossing his arms. "Its that bad?"
"You wouldn't want to know about my man problems. Trust me." She scoffed.
"Hmm. You're right. But what else is there to do? Everyone is leaving with no other plans in mind. My schedule is clear for the night."
"You sure. I mean your friends are going in the house and we're stuck with the cleaning crew."
"Doesn't mean I'm going to clean." He laughed.
Deciding to lean against the table as well, Zephyr crossed her arms, looking to the guest leaving and some lingering to talk. "So let's talk about you."
Laughing, Ichigo looked to the side of him down at her. Truly curious. "You really want to know about me?" Shaking her head yes, Ichigo beckoned her for a walk and of course she followed.
It was a slow stroll towards the bridge and away from people. At first he didn't say anything and only looked to the sky, embracing the light wind. Zephyr followed suit, looking to the clear skies filled with stars and the crescent moon. "Can I be honest with you?"
She looked to him, their pace coming to just one step at a time. "Sure."
"Sorry for leaving earlier without saying. I was already late to the clinic and I had to meet up for this. That was rude of me…"
Smiling, Zephyr shook her head. "Its not that serio—"
"…And I couldn't stop thinking about you."
Looking to the back of him, Zephyr didn't realize while he kept moving, she stood frozen. Noticing this, she quickly caught to him as he made it to the bridge. It was just a simple kiss, not much for him to think about her, but he did. "Thinking about me?"
"Its only natural, right?"
"I guess you're right. Just never figured someone like you would be thinking about me."
"That's dumb to say."
Jokingly she twisted her lips. "Its really not. I mean you're def someone who I would least expect to be thinking about a woman. You been celibate for, what, two years? You're quite backed up." Mumbling the last part.
"Hmph." He looked down to the river when they made ro the bridge, leaning against the railing. "now that I am, I can always tell the intentions of people."
"So women just flock to you like that!?"
Shrugging his shoulders. "Believe it or not. But I'm not a guy who always want sex. Don't get my wrong, I am a man. But I also have control.."
"Its not hard to believe. The trickery is that you're celibate because of that?"
"Not really. It's something far deeper than that."
"I'm all ears."
'She would want to know that huh?' sighing deeply, Ichigo shifted his weight. "That would be a tale for another time."
He could see the disappointment Weighting on her. "Bummer." So she murmured.
"What, no fight?"
Zephyr leant her elbows on the rail, holding her chin as she looked to the sky. "I'm not one to pry someone. When you're comfortable to tell me, then I'll listen. I could only wait until then."
"Hmm." He hummed. Silence between them until he thought about a peculiar person, and how he got her. Staring at her, reluctant to speak his mind, but he was Ichigo of course. "Sorry but how the hell you, of all people, meet Grimmjow?"
Ichigo must have felt foolish for asking because she laughed and recovered quickly when she noticed his eyebrow raising in a question.
Clearing her throat. She gave him the bland truth. "He caught me at a vulnerable time. I needed work. He was a Bouncer at a event I was booked for. I was also single and just looking to have fun. A year later and my emotions are tied to him."
"See where that got you?"
She lightly punched him in the arm. "Don't judge me forty year old virgin!"
"Tch, I'm far from forty. Besides you're the one with white hair!"
Zephyr fixed her mouth to retort only to dismiss it with a small chuckle. "Anyway! I just been waiting on him. You know? Just to be mine and mine alone."
"Grimmjow and monogamy doesn't sound right together."
She huffed out a laugh. "How long have you known him?"
"Long enough to see why he is with you."
Bringing her curiosity to the highest peak, Zephyr stared at him. "Meaning?"
Ichigo almost felt bad for her. Looking to him with those puppy dog eyes waiting for him to answer. Shrugging. "Speaking on another man and his relationship isnt something I do."
"Just tell me." She urged, tugging on his elbow.
"Starlight, it's obvious he's stringing you along. You don't see that?"
Her eyes dropped from him to the river once she leant against the bridge. "I know. I suppose I just needed to hear it from someone else."
"It wasn't my place to speak on it."
"No…I gave you that role. It was my fault and I take full responsibility for that kind of realization." She chuckled. "you shouldn't have to bear that burden."
"Well I didn't say it wasn't your fault." He laughed. " but listen. We all need someone to talk to, just let it all out right?"
"Yeah. But you know Grimmjow. You don't know me." She looked back to his side profile. 'Let's change that…' was what she wanted to say next.
"A little off topic, but I couldn't stop thinking about our kiss."
Suddenly her eyes brightened then quickly she composed her self from the excitement. "Really?"
He turned to look at her already staring at him. "To be quite Frank, you were on my mind all day today. What I said before, I was serious about leaving you like that. I felt pretty bad."
"And like before, it's cool. Nothing serious."
Before she knew it, she felt his hand massage her neck up tracing up to her chin so his thumb was slowly tickling her flesh.
With goosebumps raising, Zephyr felt a burning sensation fill her face and closing her eyes anticipating what was going to happen next until he spoke.
"This little guy, just landed on you. That's good luck!"
'What!?' she almost fell out when he brought the lightning bug next to her face. "Oh. Thank you." She spoke through clinched teeth as she faked a smile.
He let the insect fly off the tip of his finger to the rest. Only looking back at her. "Is there something wrong?"
Sighing, "No, just got my Hope's high for something that I was foolish to think would happen."
"Like this…"
Surprising her, Ichigo slowly lifted her head when he stepped to her. Bringing his face down to her as their lips touched.
Zephyr exhaled relief through her nose. Moaning with satisfaction when she realized Ichigo was kissing her again. Fading in and out of reality. Heating up with every second that passed. Fingertips traveled up his arm, idly resting on his shoulder falling deeper into him. Like always however, Ichigo stepped back keeping from settling.
"Dammit." He whispered, resting his forehead on hers.
"What?"
"This is why I'm celibant."
"What!?" her eyes looking all over his face.
"I don't want to complicate things for you. Just something I had to confirm..."
He walked passed her until she grabbed his arm. "You cant just do something like that and walk off." Her eyes directly in his lips telling him she wanted to taste him more. She bit her lip, walking in to him. "I was thinking about you this morning. Wanting to wake up to your face."
He chuckled. "We cant do this Starlight."
"You're right. Sorry!" groaning, Zephyr stepped back grabbing her head. "um maybe we should go back inside where everyone is at? Or maybe I should leave? Yeah that sound like the better option." This time it was her turn to walk pass him.
"Wait."
Zephyr stopped in mid stride, turning to see him looking at her. "I know this is straight forward and a bit of hypocrisy, but stay a little while, if you don't feel up to it, then I would like to see you again."
"Thought you didn't want to complicate things for me."
Ichigo chuckled. Placing his hands in his pockets, tilting his head. "Call me selfish."
"Okay. I suppose this come with a catch?"
"Keep you hands to yourself. And I'll do the same."
"But you were the one th—"
"I know I know I know!" he exclaimed walking to her side. "let's just go inside."
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Slowly blinking from the ceiling to the clock on his night stand. He looked back to the ceiling of his bedroom not a lick of sleep over taking him. His phone didn't jingle for quite some time and It's been five hours since he receive a text from her. "She didn't text me back."
He wasn't talking to anyone specifically. It was to the fact that he was just speaking out loud, but of course, being that the company that was laying on her stomach beside him in her naked form was what helped keep him awake and his mind temporarily free of the woman haunting his thoughts. She turned her head to face him, sliding her body closer to him, awake and once again horny. A soft hand moved across his chiseled chest. "And that's a problem?" she spoke in the crook of his neck, her eyes hidden by her messy bangs.
He scoffed, folding his hands behind his head "…Not likely."
"What do you have to worry about then?" her leg rose to his waist, now straddling him.
His focus stayed on the ceiling. That was the problem. There was nothing he should worry about. He already have a bad piece of ass kissing over his abs ready to ride his dick and yet this wasn't doing it for him. It was cool a couple of hours ago, but the more he settled in to bed, the more he thought about wasting his gas waiting for the witch to get home only to stand him up!? Him of all people? She must have lost her fucking mind.
His eyes shifted down to the woman he had in his control now. She moved down to the foot of the bed, tracing the head of his dick around her lips, "Maybe this will cheer you up?" she spoke into his manhood like a mic.
He remained silent, his face stoic, his demeanor content. However that was only on the outside. Internally his pride was shaken. That bitch just had to rebel against him. His thoughts ran rapid. Wondering what she was doing with the bastard she told him about. The last of her text ringing in his mind like a mantra. 'Oh you wouldn't believe whose here. Finally someone I know.' Twice they ran into each other. Just by the qed of them being together, like a animal, he could already smell the pheromones she was emitting and he already know the bastard would picked up on it.
Before his thoughts turned to being unbearable, his dick felt the bottom of the woman throat, the sound of her gagging and choking on his manhood brought him to life. Slowly and roughly he balled her hair in his fist, fucking her mouth hoping that this trivial thought would disappear from his mind or this random woman was going to have a long night and a unforgiving morning.