WARNING: MATURE CONTENT
Chapter 25
Urahara listened to the man on the other end of the line and frowned. He had been feeling the spikes of spiritual pressure, but figured that it was Kazui. Instead, Ulquiorra was telling him that his daughter was becoming more volatile. She needed to be checked out. The gigai-encased soul also said he would like to be checked out.
"Why Cifer?"
"I need to know exactly what I am. I need that classification," Ulquiorra answered. "I need it to explain things to my daughter and my new child. At the moment, I'm not sure if I'm really a hollow."
Hmmm. It was tricky to say what the former Espada was. Tests would need to be done. "Alright, I don't see any harm in it. Bring along Isshin and he can look Eriko over, too. I do not want you to get angry this time. We were only trying to help."
There was a quiet hum. "I understand this and I know this is important. It's important that Eriko gets help for this… problem she's having. I cannot have something happen to her."
"Now, now Cifer. No need to get sentimental on me, I understand. I'll let you know in a couple days when I have a free day to accommodate your request."
It took two days before Urahara told him a day and time to be at the shoten. Isshin had a free day and the stars aligned or whatever. Ulquiorra was kind of mad that this would take place after Orihime's birthday.
He still needed to find a suitable present for her. He needed to do something for her birthday. It didn't sound like a good idea to just lump Orihime and Eriko's birthdays in one party. He felt like his daughter would resent him for it.
So that night as they were cleaning up, Ulquiorra decided to ask Orihime what she wished for. "Woman," he stated.
"Man," Orihime replied, thinking herself mildly clever and smiling.
Whenever Orihime called him that, Ulquiorra frowned. He wasn't exactly a man, even if she thought he was. "What do you wish for your birthday? Do you want a party? A nice dinner? An evening alone? Urahara has plans for Eriko on the fourth."
Orihime turned and looked at him thoughtfully. "A nice dinner would be… nice. Maybe just you and me? We could do a little cake here with the kids first."
He nodded his head. "Is there a present or gift you would like? Perhaps a suggestion of one?"
"Uhhh…" She didn't know what to say. Ichigo never asked her what she wanted for her birthday. He usually got her a book or a sweater; something nice, but not requested or overly personal. "Um, I don't know? I don't really need anything," she said finally.
From what he observed of most women, they all talked about wanting something. Orihime had never done that. She was ecstatic with the most basic things Ulquiorra had given her so far. He frowned. "You do not want anything? Well, I could just take this endeavor into my own hands." Walking towards her, he put his hands on her hips. "Are you sure? I mean I could give you a back massage or rub your feet. I could rub lotion on your belly. Maybe you'd like to sleep in one day? How about endless orgasms?"
"Well, what do you know? You're kind of writing a wish list for me," she said with an embarrassed smile. They were still in the cafe, despite most of the scant customers being engrossed in a volume of manga.
His eyebrows rose slightly. "Oh? You would like all of those things?" he asked in a quiet voice.
"Um, yes?" Now she was unsure. She was unable to wipe that look off her face, though, and her cheeks started getting hot and pink. Even after several months of being a couple, she never got tired of his attention. It was always welcome and exciting.
"I'll see what I can do," Ulquiorra murmured before kissing her cheek. "Are you coming with me to Urahara's? I understand if you're unable to do so because of the cafe. I wouldn't want to cause Riruka displeasure."
"Oh heavens no, we wouldn't want that," Orihime snarked, smiling at him. "I will come, but I will have to wait until Satomi starts her shift, I think. Then I can bring Kazui home or here or to the shoten… It's up to you, but it might be better if he is there and informed if his more-or-less sister has some mysterious powers. What do you think I should do with him?"
A nod from the green-eyed man. It would be for the best if Eriko had a familiar face around while this ordeal was going on. If Kazui was there, then he could talk the girl through things. "It might be best if he comes along."
Orihime nodded back. "What time are you going there?"
"In the morning. I will drop you off here or I can leave the car here. Eriko and I can walk."
"It's alright, I can use the Halcyon van. We have no deliveries scheduled for that day… I worry that you might need a getaway car," she said with a nervous laugh. She knew she was being ridiculous, but she couldn't help but worry.
Ulquiorra turned and looked at Orihime. "What is concerning you?"
"I just… Urahara has never really been honest with me. I felt that he was only marginally more honest with Ichigo. I'm still not over him sidelining me before the Winter War."
He remembered that. Ulquiorra could hear the words the Shinigami had said to Orihime, even if she couldn't see him. Aizen had told him that this information was important because it would just strengthen the hold Ulquiorra could have over the teenager. He had his doubts about this plan, but Aizen was a mastermind. "You became strong on your own," he finally said.
She gave him a smile. "I had a little help. Rukia helped me. You-" her eyes glazed over a moment. She had had another flash of memory. This one did not upset her though, merely confused her for another moment. She came out of it after a moment and refocused on his eyes. She smiled again. "I think you helped me. I can't exactly remember, but I think so."
"I didn't help. I terrorized you." His mouth formed a thin line as he thought about it.
She snorted. "That may have been the push I needed. You never know," she said with a teasing lilt.
"You slapped me. You stood up to me," Ulquiorra answered. He opened his mouth again, wanting to ask her the million yen question that roamed in his thoughts but he closed it. It wasn't her fault she was scared and had relied on her friends for support in defeating him.
Orihime narrowed her eyes. "Everything alright? You're not usually the one who spaces out, but I felt like you got lost in your mind for a minute."
With a shake of his head he rid his brain of these thoughts. It wouldn't do to dwell on the past. "Somewhat. Just… memories assaulting me."
"Sounds familiar."
Orihime woke up on her birthday to a silent house. She rolled over to find Ulquiorra, only to find an empty bed and a note that read:
Off to school with the children. I'll call you before you need to get ready for work, but I hope you enjoy sleeping in on your birthday.
She smiled after she read it, and stretched before picking up her phone and tapping out a short message to thank him and advise him that she was up.
She took a nice, long shower and picked out a pretty, flowy dress to wear that day; one that accommodated her belly. She made herself a cup of tea with honey and milk and sat out on the deck to drink it, enjoying the warm late summer air and the sound of the still-present cicadas. It really was a rare treat to be alone with her thoughts without anywhere to rush off to. Riruka worked the morning shift with an elderly part-timer on Tuesday mornings.
After her tea was consumed and a light breakfast was eaten, Orihime decided to go in to work early. She took her time walking to the train station, unconcerned about whether she made it in time. There was another train in thirty-five minutes if she missed this one.
She made it in time nonetheless and got a seat near the door, watching out the window as the mountains surrounding Naruki City gave way to the business district of Karakura Town. She only rolled her eyes slightly when Karakura Hospital came into view, reminding her of her "friend", Uryu.
He had backed off his short-lived pursuit of the pregnant redhead, which she considered a blessing. Ulquiorra and she were stressed enough, dealing with Riruka and Eriko, without having to handle the prissy Quincy's advances. She smiled to herself as the train came to a halt and she stepped onto the platform.
It must have been lunchtime at school, because her phone chimed. She looked down at the screen to see a message from Eriko. This surprised her, until she read the message:
- Hi Mom! This is Kazui, Eri let me use her phone. Happy Birthday! See you later for cake!
She chuckled and sent back a string of emojis, comprised of hearts, birthday cake, a gift, and smiley faces as she walked toward the shop, then sent a message to Ulquiorra.
- Hey you, thanks for the lie-in. I feel refreshed and ready to admit to being 34. I love you!
Ulquiorra smiled as he watched the screen of his phone light up. Seeing Orihime's name there sent a warm feeling through his body. It was a good thing she felt refreshed, because he felt like a terrible father. He turned his head so that he could give his daughter a side-eyed glance.
The trouble started after Kazui had handed the girl her phone back. One of the girls in the class made some snide remark about her, and Eriko had grabbed the other girl's phone and chucked it out the window. Ulquiorra heard the device hit the ground. He winced, because the thing had to be in several pieces. The boys in the room who had witnessed the act kept commenting on how far Eriko could throw something.
Her father knew she was proud of this fact, but it wasn't something to boast about. He had sent her out of the room to wait for him to decide her punishment. It wasn't going to be pretty.
Ulquiorra ignored his daughter for a few more minutes before he finally picked up his own phone and tapped on the text message.
- You're very welcome but you were supposed to be in bed all day. I'm glad that you're feeling good. I hope you're ready for tonight.
He still needed to call Isshin and reaffirm that the man was going to keep an eye on the kids.
When Orihime walked into the shop reading Ulquiorra's message, she had a huge grin on her face. She replied,
- You know I can't stay in bed all day, I'd die of boredom. I'm at the shop. I can't wait to see you.
She was still grinning as she walked up to the counter and saw a bouquet of mixed lilies from Isshin. He always got her the same thing for her birthday. She didn't even have to read the card, though she did anyway. Then she put on her apron, enjoying the best part of her work, which for her was taking care of the plants and helping customers. She let Riruka and old Aoyama-san handle the hard work today. She was even able to ignore the nasty stares the pink-haired woman threw in her direction all day.
His fingers flew over the digital keyboard as the smile on his face got bigger. Ulquiorra's eyes only deviated from the screen because of his daughter's snort.
- So, I paid Satomi to make a cake. I will pick up some ice cream. I've already planned out dinner. The kids will be going to their grandfather's after we have the treats and then you and I are going to spend an evening together.
Orihime blushed imagining the possibilities.
- Oooh! I'm so excited!
Then she texted a thank you to Isshin, since she already had her phone out.
Just before lunch ended, Kazui raised his hand. "Cifer-sensei!"
Ulquiorra looked at his almost stepson as he walked into the room. "Yes, Kurosaki?"
"Everything alright?" the boy asked discreetly.
"Yes and no, Kaz. Your mother is happy today; this is what I planned. I still haven't decided what to do with Eriko," he answered. "Anything else, or can I begin with teaching?"
The boy's mouth twisted to one side as he considered it. "It's just… I know Eri was wrong, but so was Namiko. She was making fun of her eyes and calling her a witch."
Ulquiorra nodded. He heard what the girl had said to his daughter. There was a right way to go about things, but Eriko had decided to take another path. "We can talk about this later, Kazui."
The boy nodded and took his seat quietly.
At the end of the school day, Ulquiorra still hadn't decided on a severe enough punishment, besides making Eriko clean the classroom all by herself. "Hurry up Eriko! Quit dawdling. Kazui, can you run to the store and buy your mother's favorite kind of ice cream? I don't-"
"She likes mint chocolate chip," Eriko said as she pushed a broom around the space.
"What?" Ulquiorra asked and then looked at the ginger-headed boy.
"Eriko said Mom likes mint chocolate chip. How did you know, Eri?" Kazui asked, clearly impressed.
The girl rolled her eyes. "She had an episode and we were doing some photos. She sent me to get ice cream bars or something from a machine."
Kazui scoffed. "Come on, you remembered. That's cool," he said, trying to dial down his excitement in response to her withering glare. The boy couldn't help trying to deescalate the tension surrounding his best friend and was sometimes overzealous in his praise of the girl.
For some reason that statement made Eriko smile for a moment before she saw her father's eyes on her. Then she scowled at the man. "She likes mint chocolate chip ice cream," Eriko said before she turned around to finish her task.
Ulquiorra raised an eyebrow then sighed. He handed Kazui the amount that was needed and sent him on his way. "Get mint chocolate chip ice cream and take it to the shop, please!"
The boy obeyed with a nod and ran out the door.
Ulquiorra watched his daughter as she went around the room. "Do you want to talk about this?"
"No. It won't change your mind. You're still going to have a baby with her," Eriko stated.
"Eriko, we've discussed this."
"I'm still mad about it. It was just us for the longest time. Me, you and Sato-san. Then she passed and it was just us. Suddenly you meet Orihime and act weird only to find out that you love her," the girl said. She let out a sob before covering her face.
This was pulling at his heart. Ulquiorra sighed and walked over to his daughter. "How many times do I have to explain to you that you come first in my life? You will always be there, Eriko."
She sniffled. "No I won't. The baby-You're going to have more children and I'll just be the oldest who gets in trouble for everything and has to be perfect."
"Really? Eriko, I'm not asking for any of that. I'm asking you to be a decent human-"
"That's the thing, Dad! I'm not human. Why?"
"Eriko, kiddo, tomorrow everything will be explained. I promise."
"Happy birthday Mom!" Kazui called as he entered the shop. "Freezer, now! I have thawing ice cream!" he hollered comically as he ran to the kitchen.
"Thanks Monkey! Where are the Cifers?" Orihime asked when she finally caught up with him.
"Eri had an incident and had to clean the classroom. They should be here soon."
This was becoming a pattern and no longer shocked Orihime, although she wasn't happy to admit it. "I guess we just wait, then."
"Nope! I have something for you," the boy sad with a proud grin as he started to fish through his backpack, having saved the ice cream.
"Oh? What is it?" Orihime asked, acting overly excited.
Kazui have her an unimpressed look for a moment before blushing and smiling, passing his mother a letter with a pretty design on the envelope.
Orihime's heart melted, and her lower lip came out with a soft, "aw".
He had written a sweet birthday message complete with an I love you and thank you for taking care of me, and taped to the paper was a small star charm made of gold-plated metal.
"Kazui! You didn't have to do this! It's lovely." Orihime enthused, turning the trinket over in her hands and admiring it.
"I know," the boy said bashfully. "But, I remembered your name is from the star festival and when I saw it I thought of you…" he trailed off, feeling self-conscious.
"I love it. I love you, Monkey. Thank you," she whispered, letting only one tear escape before gathering her son up into a hug. "I'm going to put this on a cord and wear it tonight," she said when she finally released him. "We have some pretty silk cord in the floral supplies. Maybe you can find one that matches my hairpins?"
The boy was thrilled by his mother's response and trotted away from her. She watched with an affectionate sigh. He was such a good boy. She hoped all the change in their lives wasn't too much for him.
While he was busy, she helped Satomi finish the end-of-day tasks; they were closing the shop early and Riruka had already decided she was done for the day and left ten minutes prior. She didn't push the remaining customers out, but quietly flipped the open sign over to closed and then turned around when Kazui returned with the cord.
"Oh this is perfect!" Orihime exclaimed, threading the aquamarine-colored cord through the hole in the charm and tying it into a pair of slipknots before bringing it over her head and adjusting the length. Kazui beamed when she added, "I'm going to go see how it looks in the mirror."
Fifteen minutes later, Ulquiorra pulled open the cafe door and ushered his daughter into the building first. He greeted the staff before looking around for Orihime. He made note that Eriko made a beeline for a table and began to pull out things so that she could do her homework. Maybe their emotional discussion had opened the kid's eyes a bit.
Just then, the bell on the door chimed and a series of huffs followed. "Why the fuck is this place closed? You all just like throwing money away? Jesus! Thank god I came back for my purse or we would be out the last two hours. Satomi! Where are you going? Get your apron back on and turn the sign back around!" Riruka nearly screamed.
The man scoffed loudly before turning around. "They are leaving for the night. You were not invited to this party," he said as he fought the urge to hit the rude woman. If he could, Ulquiorra would have thrown several Balas at her already.
Orihime came out of the bathroom with an angry expression. "What are you carrying on about, Riruka? We told you we were closing early today. You had no problem ditching early!"
Riruka scoffed. "Oh, sure, that's rich, coming from the slut who is constantly leaving to go visit her baby daddy and kids. You have no leg to stand on, hollow incubator!"
"Excuse me?" The question was sharp and laced with malice as Ulquiorra turned to the Fullbringer with a sneer on his face. How he hated this poor excuse for a woman. "I think you're done here Riruka. I have the papers. Are you ready to sign these documents?"
"Do you have them? I'll sign them right now," the Fullbringer snapped, slapping her purse on a nearby table.
He looked at Orihime before he dug into his bag for the folder which held the packet of papers. Inside the folder was a check for the amount that Riruka had initially invested into the business plus the contract that would release her interest in the business and ban her from the property. He put the item down on the table and then placed a pen down.
She didn't even read it. "What's today's date?" she asked harshly.
"It's the third," he replied. "It's Orihime's birthday."
She scoffed. "Well merry happy birthday, Ori-ho-bag," she muttered as she dated and signed the document. "And that's it, then? This check's not going to bounce?"
He fought back the urge to slap Riruka. Ulquiorra took a deep breath and shook his head. "There is enough in that account that I could write that amount four times and still not be bothered. Get out now."
"I'm already gone. I have an overdue vacation. I'll be sure to say hi to Tsukishima for you, Orihime-chan," she said, making a snarky, cutesy voice as she said her former partner's name and waving as she went through the door.
Orihime stood and watched her go with mixed feelings. While they had never been close friends, she had always felt that Riruka was kind of an ally. Since she began her relationship with Ulquiorra, it had been thrown in her face that that impression was completely one-sided, and it still stung a bit. She was sad that she was glad to see her go.
As soon as the woman was gone, Ulquiorra closed the folder and put it into his bag. "We're going to have to file some documents and change things, you realize that, don't you?" he asked Orihime. She looked conflicted. He smiled at her. "But, I look forward to doing business with you, Woman."
That cheered her up, and she returned his smile. "Me too. What do we have to do? Is it urgent, or can it wait?"
"It can wait. I have thirty days to file paperwork. That's what the lawyer told me. We have your birthday to celebrate."
Orihime nodded and stepped toward the green-eyed man, placing her arm through his and leaning into his shoulder. "You are my hero, you know that?" she said in a dreamy kind of voice. "I never have to deal with that unhinged person again! It's all thanks to you."
A smile appeared on his face. "Well, I'm glad it happened today. Consider it one of your gifts from me to you, Orihime."
She turned her body to face his front and stood on tiptoe to kiss him. "Thank you. If I had known that the thirty-fourth birthday was the best one, I would have turned thirty-four a long time ago," she said with a laugh.
Kazui rolled his eyes at her. "Well, I'm not going to miss mean old Riruka. Want me to get the cake out, or should we wait a little while?" he asked Ulquiorra.
Oh no. There would be no waiting. Ulquiorra had plans. He had a time table. He tipped his head down so that he could whisper in her ear. "Unless you'd like to delay me plying you with mind blowing orgasms we can wait," he told her.
"Set the table, Kazui!" Orihime answered the hanging question.
Five minutes later a cake was sitting on a table with plates ready to be filled with its slices. "Let's sing, right?" Kazui asked, pulling out a box of matches and passing them to Ulquiorra before running to go shut off the lights. Another three minutes later, and Orihime had been properly serenaded and candles had been blown out, and the kids began mowing down their pieces of cake.
Orihime nibbled at hers. She didn't want to spoil her appetite. Plus, she had butterflies in her stomach, imagining what Ulquiorra had in mind.
Eriko was silent as they dug into the cake. She kept looking at her bag and then at Orihime. "Orihime?"
The woman set down her fork and looked at the girl before responding quietly, "What is it, sweetheart?"
She stood up and dug out the card she had made for her dad's girlfriend. Eriko knew it wasn't much, but she hoped Orihime would accept it. She would understand if the woman didn't accept it. Eriko had been a terrible child lately.
Orihime's eyes widened as the flat object came into view. "What is this?" she asked, a surprised smile slowly forming on her face. "Did you make this, Eriko?" She could see that it was not a store-bought item.
"Yes, I know it's not much, but I thought that making you a card would show my thanks more than a purchased one. Also, I'm sorry. And happy birthday."
Orihime took the card and opened it to read the inscription, after grinning at the picture Eri had drawn of a succulent with a kawaii face on it. She read the brief message in silence and her eyes watered and cheeks colored slightly as she closed it, whispering to the girl, "This means a lot to me, Eriko. Thank you." Orihime got up and hugged Eriko from behind and then returned to her seat.
"So, did Ulquiorra tell you kids that he ordered you dinner?" Orihime teased, hoping to get them excited to get the hell out of her shop. "Rumor has it that it's covered in cheese and greasy meat toppings."
"I did not, but you two will be going over to your grandfather's and he has promised to have a fun filled and healthy evening for you two while I take Orihime out," Ulquiorra said. He knew she was teasing, but his mouth still formed a thin line. Isshin had promised that there would be nothing like Orihime described.
Orihime knew Isshin better than that, though. If those kids even whispered the word pizza, pizza is what they would get. And soda. And candy. And any other junky kind of treat they wanted. He was grandpa. He didn't have to enforce the rules if he didn't want to. She chuckled before adding, "Just make sure if he offers you candy that you tell him that you've already had cake. You don't want any cavities or anything, right?" The way she said it made it clear to the children that she had no expectation that they would follow through with this suggestion.
"Can we go now?" Eriko asked with a smile on her face.
To Ulquiorra, it had been too long since he had seen joy on his daughter's face. "Yes, make sure you take your bags and I will be over in the morning to gather both of you," he said.
They didn't need to be told twice. Kazui leapt from his seat, gathering plates and rushing them to the sink before grabbing his mother around the neck, squeezing her face to his cheek, and bleating, "Happy birthday, Mom! See you tomorrow!" He skipped over to the door with his bag in hand. "Come on, Eri! Let's go! We want to get there before Scary- I mean, before that educational television show comes on that we've been waiting to watch."
He shook his head at the children as they left the cafe. When it was just the couple, Ulquiorra looked at Orihime. He felt slightly nervous now that it was just the two of them. They rarely got a chance like this. "Is there anything we need to do down here before we go up?"
"No, we can go," she answered, an anxious feeling buzzing in her belly. It wasn't a bad feeling, though. Just excitement mixed with the unknown.
Ulquiorra stood and helped her stand up before they went upstairs. He bit his lip as he opened the door to the flat, letting Orihime go ahead of him. "If you would like some real food, I need to prepare it," he said after making sure the door was shut behind him.
She smiled, not sure how she wanted to answer that question. "Um, well, I guess I might need some energy tonight, right?"
"I mean, I could pamper you first," he replied, walking over to where she stood. Orihime seemed to be as nervous as he was, which was a rare thing. "I mean we just did have cake and ice cream."
"Okay, I guess you're right, we could eat later. What did you have in mind first?" She wanted to find out what he would do if he had control over what happened, so she didn't want to push too far in any direction.
A swell of confidence grew in his chest as he drew Orihime closer to him. He was going to enjoy this. If she was willing to give him the reins, he would do as much as he could to please her. Afterall, it was her birthday. "You look beautiful today," he said as Ulquiorra began to rub her back, looking for some kind of zipper or something on the outfit she was wearing.
Orihime blushed at the compliment. She felt his hands find the hook closure at the back of her neck, and she shivered slightly as it came open and his hands made contact with the skin on the top of her back. "Thank you," she finally said, remembering her manners.
"You don't need to thank me, but you are welcome, Woman. Take this thing off. I want you bare to me," Ulquiorra said, his voice deep and low.
Orihime smiled and reached behind her, finding the hidden zipper in the folds of gauzy fabric that draped over her back under the cutout. She pulled her arms out of the armholes and let the dress fall off her form. "And the rest?" she asked, her hands first going to the necklace Kazui gave her; that could be set aside until morning. She didn't need his face in mind tonight.
He saw the necklace and almost smiled. It seemed he and the orange-haired boy had the same idea, except Ulquiorra had gotten her a bird charm. He would give her the physical presents later that evening. "Yes, please."
Orihime stepped away two paces to set the necklace on the kitchen island and then returned to her place before Ulquiorra before removing her bra and then pulling her underwear down her legs and stepping out of them. When she stood back up she fluffed her hair back into place and looked up into Ulquiorra's face. "How's this?" she asked without thinking, then fought a self-deprecating laugh at how dorky the question sounded.
Intense eyes focused on Orihime. Ulquiorra had no words to describe how perfect she was to him; for him. This woman was only half of his universe. Her face was gorgeous; she had the body of a goddess with the slope of her breasts and the gently swollen tummy. He bit his lip after his initial assessment of his girlfriend. "I don't think you could be anymore flawless," he stated.
Ulquiorra took her hand and led her over to the couch, indicating that she should sit, and when she did, he sank to his knees, stretching his neck to kiss a path from her mouth, down to her neck and chest. "I want you to tell me what you would like. It doesn't have to be for this exact moment. But I want you to think about it."
"What I would like?" It seemed an open-ended question. Her mind started chasing ideas in several different directions. "I would like a lot of things, I think. I like this a lot," she offered.
A chuckle left him as he made a trail of kisses to one tit and then then other, cupping each of them so that he could gently squeeze them. "You like this?"
"Correction, I love this. Um, watching you enjoy me is the most visually gratifying thing I have ever seen," she blurted out before she had a chance to feel embarrassed about it.
"I suggest you keep your eyes open then, Princess." Ulquiorra smiled at her before he straightened up to kiss her again.
She did, only letting her eyelids fall heavy once his mouth was on hers in a way that felt so good that there was no way she would be able to keep them open, but even then, she willed them to crack open, watching his inky black hair bob in small movements and his ear come in and out of focus. When she happened to see him open his eyes a bit, a slit of emerald green fire crowding her vision, she wanted to gasp. He was beyond attractive to her. Aesthetically, he awoke a part of her that she didn't have much control over; and that part of her was always hungry for more.
As soon as he was done kissing her pregnant tummy, Ulquiorra glanced at Orihime. "I would do anything to make you happy, Woman. I hope you know that," he murmured, laying his cheek on her abdomen.
His action and sentiment cause her to feel overwhelming affection, and her hands came down to caress his face as he embraced her and their unborn child. "I am happy. I am so happy, Ulquiorra. You… You and the kids, but especially you. You make me feel alive. I am so in love with you," she answered in the same intimate way he had spoken to her.
If it was possible, Ulquiorra felt like he was falling in love with her all over again. His emotions were overwhelming him and he turned his face, hiding it by burying it in her skin. It was silly how his feelings could do this to him. After a long moment, he straightened his body again and kissed Orihime, letting his tongue come out to taste her lips. "I love you."
Orihime's lips parted and her tongue invited his inside, the soft, warm space filling with passion as the kiss deepened. Orihime found herself breathing his breath and holding it, trying unconsciously to imprint the scent into her brain. Her hands acted on their own as they held onto either side of his neck while her fingertips gently scratched at his scalp, coaxing him to continue this dance of tongues.
The way she was kissing him was fueling his passion for her. It took a minute for him to pull away from her slightly to catch his breath. He had meant to make this night about her but she seemed to be wanting him more than usual. Unless she was sick or tired, they always made love, because Ulquiorra was unable to satiate himself. Thinking about Orihime aroused him. Looking at her could ignite his lust. Touching her was just a countdown to the main event. Before he engaged in kissing her again, he trailed his hands down her body until he reached her thighs and stroked them gently. "Are you having fun?" he asked with a smile.
She chuckled, not only at his question but also the way his hands passed over a ticklish spot on her legs. "Was there any doubt? If there was, yes, I am certainly having fun," she purred.
"I'm just being a gracious host," he said, "I wouldn't want to be neglectful." As he talked, his hands worked their way in between her legs, caressing her.
Orihime's head fell back into the back of the sofa and her legs spread further on their own in response to his touch. As far as she was concerned, her body was his for the taking almost anytime he wanted. His touch never failed to make her worries disappear and mind shut off its higher functions, leaving room only for feelings and sensations. This sensation was quite pleasant, and she let him know it with a lazy smile and a soft hum of contentment.
A quiet growl left him as Ulquiorra slipped a finger into the woman, then another. She was already wet. It still astonished him that he caused her body to react like this. Then he growled again because his clothing was becoming a confining barrier that was keeping him from his goal. "One moment," he said, standing.
Orihime lifted her head a bit and watched, waiting to see what he would do. Her eyes widened and narrowed as his shirt came off. His body was exquisite. She never tired of looking at him, the sharp angles covered with pale, perfect skin apart from the markings Urahara had put on the gigai. Her eyes fell upon the four on his chest and her mind left her living room for a moment, and she suddenly found herself in a hallway in Las Noches. She blinked, forcing herself to come back to the present. These little lapses were happening so frequently these days that she was no longer troubled by them very much. She knew the facts, even though she couldn't recall them at will.
The thing about it happening at times like this, was that it sometimes led her to have very confusing fantasies, ones of being his prisoner and him taking advantage of that fact. She would never admit to anyone that she rather enjoyed these thoughts, but having them now, while he disrobed in front of her, only made her hotter and wetter, and she mewled quietly in impatience.
"Something troubling you?"
"You're too far away," she murmured, rubbing her thighs together.
As his trousers slipped down his legs, Ulquiorra stepped out of them. He left them on the floor as he moved closer to the woman. "I'm right here," he said with a slight smile. "Did you want to do this out here or take this activity to the bedroom?"
"Let's go," she said, holding a hand out to him for assistance; her belly made her a balance a bit off.
Of course he helped her up and was a steady form that she could lean on. He knew his role in her life. He was supposed to be the stable one while she went through this transition. As Ulquiorra lead her to the bedroom, he smiled as he remembered what he put into the room earlier that day when he stopped by before school. The box that held his mask sat on the bed.
Orihime spied it right away, despite being distracted by his ass. "What's that?" she asked, only sounding mildly interested.
"Its something for you. Something I've been wanting to show you in person," Ulquiorra replied. With the mood being what it was, he didn't know if showing her now would spoil things. "It can wait until later though."
It was his show tonight, and she didn't want to disturb his flow. "Alright, I'll look forward to it then," she said before kissing his arm and letting her hand cup one of his taut buttcheeks. She couldn't help it, they had been calling her name the entire walk over to the bedroom.
He returned the gesture but he grabbed both of hers. Ulquiorra chuckled, liking her reaction. He couldn't get enough of her. She was air. She was his water. He needed her. Reaching down he picked her up by her thighs and waited until she was stabilized before he sat her on the bed.
Orihime giggled when he picked her up and when she was on the bed she smiled up at him like he was the sun. Maybe the moon. He resembled the moon more than the sun, but he warmed her heart like the latter. "What do you want to do?" she asked after a couple moments. If she didn't, it was possible that they would spend the whole evening staring at one another.
"I, uh, I wanted to make love to you, but now I just want to love you." Ulquiorra gave her a small smile and felt his face become warm.
If it was possible to fall more deeply in love with him, she did at that moment. Her throat felt thick as she reached out to him and whispered, "Come to me, my love. We can have both."
Ulquiorra followed her directions, sitting beside her on the bed. He kissed her bare shoulder first, then her neck and followed it up to her ear which he gently nipped. He breathed softly as he could before murmuring, "I want both."
Her chest felt tight with emotion. She couldn't sit there idly, so she pushed him back onto the bed and laid on her side next to him, her leg draped carefully over his hips and her breasts squished into his arm as she directed his face towards hers with a hand. "Thank you. This is the best birthday gift," she said before she kissed his lips.
"This isn't the gift. I mean it is, but it isn't. I'm supposed to be giving you orgasm after orgasm and all I want to do is lay here and hold you," he said. Ulquiorra turned carefully and pushed Orihime until she was on her back. It was certain times he was glad that he had a one track mind. "I plan to do just that."
Orihime bit her lip and looked at him curiously. "As you wish," she said, not letting her eyes off of him.
He lined his body up with hers, careful not to squish her belly and resumed leaving kisses over every inch of her skin. He could hear her gasps and whimpers ask his lips touched sensitive parts of her body. "Okay?"
"Yes," she squeaked. It might have been interpreted as a lie; that she was suffering; but the way her skin had colored and her eyes had grown dark and heavy gave evidence that the only suffering that she was experiencing was from the weight of her growing desire.
A hint of a smirk crossed his face for a moment before he wedged his body between her legs. His hands once again found her core and were teasing her by touching everywhere down there but where she wanted his fingers to be. Ulquiorra knew she didn't just want his hands. "You are still wet."
"Still? Try rewet. You have no idea how hot you are," she complained with a bit of a whine in her voice." I sometimes have to change my underwear just after talking to you on the phone about what to have for dinner."
Another laugh. "Really? Do you know the effect you have on me, Woman?"
She shook her head. "No. Tell me."
"I think about you and want to be with you. I talk to you and I want to stare at you. I touch you and want to be inside of you. I would be your shadow, given the chance," Ulquiorra said. His fingers had gently parted her nether lips and he stroked the skin there.
Orihime answered his action with a soft whine and stretched her chin up as her eyes closed, focusing on the sensation. He hadn't been lying, she was exceptionally wet, and his fingers slid over her smoothly and without resistance. Her knees rose up on their own to give him more space to move as he pleased and her hands hooked under them to keep them in place.
His teeth raked over his lip as he watched her. Orihime was pushing all of the buttons that made him want her. The wait was driving him to the brink of craziness. She would understand. Removing his fingers, Ulquiorra shifted closer to her lining his cock up with her entrance, moaning as the head sank into her.
Orihime cried out a long, appreciative moan as he slid into her. Her entrance seemed to lap at him as he entered, coaxing him deeper, as if he needed encouragement. Her body shuddered as he stretched her walls and pressed into her. "Oh god, Ulquiorra," she breathed, "if you hadn't already I'd be begging you to impregnate me." It was a weird sentiment, but that's what her body was telling her. "I belong to you."
Those words from her mouth made his brain stop for several moments. A shiver of desire ran through him as he slammed into her one time, letting her encompass him. "Mine," he breathed against her neck as he leaned down. "You have always been mine."
His words made her whimper and her core tighten. "I am yours," she answered in a small cry, her hands letting go of her knees as her legs crossed around his back and her fingers raked down his back. "No one else. Ever."
"Oh," he moaned. This position made his cock slide deeper into her. The sensation of that slick skin moving over his dick made his eyes shut tight. It was heaven. She knew what to do to make him want to empty himself into her. The pace started out slow because he wanted to feel everything. He wanted Orihime to feel it all too.
Orihime panted as he moved inside of her, her breath washing over the side of his face and into his ear along with soft words of encouragement and love. Not only did she love how he felt inside of her, but she also adored the feeling of his weight on top of her and his chest pressing into hers, moving in a thousand points of contact and making her feel whole and loved. She nosed at his cheek until his mouth came into view and she latched onto it, pulling his tongue into her mouth. She would drink it if she could. She finally let him go when their lungs began to burn and at that moment she cried out his name loudly, her mind refocusing on where their bodies joined. It had grown hotter and more urgent and she could feel sparks of an impending orgasm starting to bubble in her pelvis.
As soon as he heard her voice, Ulquiorra sped up his pace. He could feel her nails dig into his skin and her legs tighten around his waist. Her body was encouraging him to bring her to ecstasy. If he was listening to his own body he would join her soon. "Orihime," he murmured.
She would have answered him again but she was unable to articulate his name as her walls began to flutter around him, softly at first but then harder and tighter, trying to milk him dry as her vision went black and her blood caught fire. She was only able to cry out open-mouthed vocalizations and gasp and moan as he drove her over the edge.
His voice joined hers as he continued to thrust, feeling intense heat lick up his nerves. Shit. This was coming to an end. Pulses ran through his body as he was brought to that edge of orgasm and over it. He was left with ragged breathing and holding onto her for dear life.
She panted softly as the darkness caused by her orgasm slowly lifted. Her clawing hands on his back gentled and she breathed an affectionate sigh as she realized how he embraced her. She nuzzled her nose into his neck and kissed the skin there softly, punctuating each kiss with the words, "I love you".
"I love you," he replied in a soft tone. "Give me a moment to remember how my legs work and then I will move."
"No rush, Darling. As far as I'm concerned you can just live right here in my arms," she tightened her legs around his waist to drive the point home, inadvertently causing his softening member to push deeper into her again and making her whimper in pleasure. "Oops," she said with a soft giggle.
His breath hitched because of the sensation before he chuckled. "Woman," he said pushing himself up on his arms. "Give me an hour to recover from this round before initiating anything else."
She whined an unspoken complaint at the distance between them, but knew he was right. "That was just an accident, honest," she said with a half-smile. She knew she wouldn't have to wait long for him.
Anybody else blushing?
