WARNING: MATURE CONTENT
Chapter 32: Where I Want To Be
His turn? Ulquiorra pulled back and looked at her for a moment, biting his bottom lip. "Kiss me," he said in a rough voice. "Kiss me like you kissed me in my office that one day."
Her breath left her in a rush. The feelings from that day came back to her and made her blink. She slowly raised her hands to his face, looking at his lips as she wet her own, then sunk one of her hands into the hair at the base of his skull and pulled him to her, wasting no time as she pressed her mouth into his, nibbling gently on his lower lip until they parted and she could take it between hers.
Ulquiorra gasped. He hadn't been expecting this. His hands went to her waist, sliding up her torso to her chest. What she was doing was all the invitation he needed to open the door to his desires. "I wanted you so much back then," he murmured.
She kissed him quiet, whimpering as she imagined what he might have done if things had been different. She pressed her tongue to his lips, tracing the inner surface of his and then gasped, pulling back from him and finding his eyes, her own dark and glassy. "So did I," she admitted.
There was a slight smirk on his lips. Ulquiorra reached up and took her hand off his face, intertwining their fingers. "Come with me to bed, then," he said. "I have a lot of nights to make up for with you."
Orihime blinked and paused, the lust coursing through her cooling just a bit. "Are you sure?" she asked.
"I have been sure about you since I saw you, Woman." Ulquiorra looked at her for a moment. "Why are you asking me if I'm sure?"
She smiled and sucked a breath in. "I just don't want to… You know. Your boundaries."
Boundaries? Ulquiorra was pretty sure he threw those out the window the other night when they were grinding on each other. He was absolutely sure he tossed them out the other night when he performed oral sex on her. "No boundaries tonight. Just you and me," he stated.
Her brows tented and she pressed her body against his, kissing him again with urgency. The fingers in her free hand wormed their way back into his hair and she let the tips of her nails gently scratch a line down his scalp to the collar of his shirt as she coaxed his tongue into her mouth.
A low growl went through him as he felt her fingers and nails against his skin. Orihime knew how to drive him into madness, didn't she? He wanted to throw her onto the bed and have his way with her, but he had restraint. That was one of Ulquiorra's frustrating traits, his abundance of self control. His fingers slipped under her sweater, cool skin against hers. She was much warmer than he was at the moment. "Woman," he breathed before kissing her, allowing his mouth to open and accept her tongue.
A tiny, muted mewl accompanied her tongue as it joined his in his mouth. She loved the taste of him. She loved the coffee and the cloves and the Ulquiorra. His body smelled amazing to her, and so far his flavor did not disappoint. She breathed through her nose as she kissed him, drinking his soul into hers, it felt like. Her mind was on autopilot as her senses took over, savoring him, memorizing his essence. She didn't realize that she was out of breath until she pushed back suddenly, panting to sate her burning lungs.
She looked at him as her vision cleared somewhat, her breath still coming in harsh gasps. "Ulquiorra…" she whispered.
"Orihime," he murmured back. His breathing was just as rapid as hers was. His heart was beating just as fast. "I love you."
She stared at him, her eyes boring into his with shining intensity. This felt different. This felt very, very different. There were no doubts. There was no question in her mind. She knew he meant it. She nodded slowly. Her breaths slowed into exaggerated, large breaths as emotion bubbled up from her belly, making her chest feel full. The sound of her pulse distracted her for a moment, but when it faded, she felt an unexpected calm. "I love you, too, Ulquiorra," she said, her voice shaky but certain.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Ulquiorra let out a breath before he brought Orihime closer to him. "Blind taste test," he murmured to her. "Close your eyes."
She closed them, and she noticed her hands trembling. "Okay," she breathed.
Ulquiorra didn't kiss her, not really. He leaned down and brushed his warm dry lips across hers. "What do you feel?"
"I feel my heart ready to explode. I feel like everything I have ever wanted is right in front of me," she said, opening her eyes. "What do you feel?"
"You and me."
She nodded. "Come with me," she murmured, letting her the hand at the back of his neck slide down his arm until it reached his. She gave it a squeeze, and began to pull him towards his bedroom.
He followed without a complaint, although he didn't know what to expect from Orihime. Ulquiorra was going with the flow, which was something he did not do often. "Something on your mind, Woman?"
She couldn't look at him at the moment, too consumed with her feelings, but she knew exactly what she wanted to do. She led him to the side of his bed and gently pushed him to sit. He did as she indicated and she joined him, continuing to guide his body until he sat somewhere in the center of the bed.
She kissed his lips, letting her tongue slide between them again. She moved to kiss his jaw, his neck, and then pulled his shirt over his head. She continued her descent, kissing and grazing her teeth along his skin, until she reached his waistband.
She did not stop there. She did not stop until her entire body, including her head, was hovering over his legs, and her fingers started working at the fastening of his pants. "Tell me if I do something you don't like," she muttered, pulling down his jeans and boxers and freeing his cock. She maneuvered her body lower still, putting her knees between his, then brought her face to lie on the top of one of his thighs as her fingers encircled his length, watching fondly as she stroked it slowly. Up close it was even better than the glimpse she had caught the other morning. "Well, hello, Mr. Cifer," she said in a sweet, soft voice.
Ohhhh. He let out a long exhale as his hips slightly arched. Was she going to do what he thought she was going to do? "Orihime, I have to warn you… I'm a bit ticklish on my inner thighs."
"I'll keep it in mind, then," she said, smiling at the way he was reacting. He smelled good down here. Different; warmer. The idea of microwaved oatmeal crossed her mind and she smiled. It was a warm, comforting, food. Somehow she felt a similar sentiment as she lifted her head off of his thigh and kissed the base of his shaft. "Mmm," she hummed, holding his dick with one hand and kissing her way up to the tip on the other side.
"Hmmm? Hnngh," he hummed. "You don't have to do this..."
She smiled at him, lifting her face off of his cock for a moment and giving him an adoring gaze. He made her so happy. He loved her. She loved him. She wanted to make him happy. She turned her attention back to his body and kissed the top of his dick, then let her lips sink over it. She didn't go for broke or anything like that, just held it in her lips and lapped at the underside of the head like a sucker, watching his face with kind eyes.
"Fuck." Ulquiorra had to grab the pillow behind his head with both hands. He didn't shut his eyes. He just stared at her. "Woman, Do you like doing this? You're going to drive me crazy. I can feel your tongue and it feels good."
Her lips came off of it for a moment with a soft popping sound and she said, "I like doing it to you," before returning to the activity.
"Well so far, I'm loving what you're doing. It feels amazing." Ulquiorra swallowed as he bent his knees and reached down to run his fingers through her hair. "Woman," he groaned.
"Hmm?" she asked without stopping what she was doing, her eyes getting a bit rounder in an obscene display of innocence, given her activity. She took him a bit deeper into her mouth at the same time, fucking him with her mouth slowly.
That made him close his eyes and release a groan. He braced his feet on the bed and helped her, keeping the pace slow. "Nothing, I just am acknowledging your efforts. I love you. I love you so much. Seeing you do this for me...Hnnnn."
She would have smirked if she was able, but instead she just flared her nostrils and squinted her eyes a bit, then hooked her arms under his legs, just below his ass, grabbing him by the hip bones, and took him as deeply as she could, closing her eyes and breathing through her nose. When he hit the spot at the back of her throat that would make her gag, she tried to swallow instead. She wanted this. She wanted him.
Oh god. Ulquiorra's eyes shut tighter and he was panting. Her mouth felt amazing and hot. It was wet and her tongue felt like velvet. "Orihime, Woman… Oh, you're going to make me come. You… You're doing such a good job."
A small huff came out of her nose. A good job, huh? A job? This wasn't a job. This was her showing him how much she loved him. Actions speak louder than words, she had heard. She'd speak what she wanted to say with her lips on him to reinforce the words she had said.
"Really fucking amazing. Fuck. Orihime," he said. His hips moved with her, fingers still running through her hair. Ulquiorra cracked an eye open to watch her. Seeing his cock enter her mouth made his breathing hitch as he watched her. He had received blowjobs before. None of them had come close to this. She was being so loving. She smiled with her eyes as his found hers. Just seeing her do that small action made his other hand join the one on her head, but he cupped her face. "Orihime," he breathed. "It's going to be soon. You're good at this. You're so good to me. Fuck, baby." His thighs tensed as he pressed into her mouth.
The endearment made her whine and swallow at his cock. She wanted it. She wanted everything he could give her. When he pushed into her it was very uncomfortable, but all she could think was that she wanted more. She pulled at his hips and sucked.
His muscles were tensing. His stomach muscles became more pronounced as he grit his teeth, exhaling a forced breath. "Yes, I'm going to come, Orihime. I'm going to-" His eyes rolled back in his head and he tried to pull out of her mouth but it was difficult as she was sucking his cock like she was desperate. "Hnnngh," he whined.
The first spurt of his come hit the back of her throat with some velocity, and she hurried to swallow it down. Swallow after swallow, gulp after gulp and finally his legs relaxed. She could feel his cock still pulsing in her mouth, but the stream was over. She remained where she was, panting through her nose for a moment, before carefully bringing her face out of his crotch. She didn't let go of him, cradling his softening member between her cheek and shoulder as she rested her head against one of his hips. "I love you, Ulquiorra."
He sat up, struggling somewhat, and then grabbed Orihime's arms, pulling her up to him. "I love you, too. Thank you," he said, before kissing her.
She felt boneless, breathless, and powerless at the moment, but kissed him back, her body flopped against his like a ragdoll. "I love you, Ulquiorra," she repeated. She was getting emotional again and had to close her eyes.
"Talk to me, Woman. You sound… Are you okay? I'm sorry if I was eager," Ulquiorra murmured to her. He kissed her again, slowly this time, taking a long moment to show her how much he appreciated her. "Amazing. You are amazing and wonderful and gorgeous and mine. I can return the favor if you'd like."
She blinked tears out of her eyes and shook her head. "Maybe later? I just want to hold you," she said in a trembling voice.
Ulquiorra nodded and wrapped his arms around her. "Do you want to talk about this?" he asked. He could hear that she was emotional. He could feel it too. She was giving off that vibe.
She coughed once before responding, "Sure. I, uh, actually," she paused and chuckled, grabbing the side of his blanket and pulling it up and over his legs. "You're going to get cold," she murmured. She was still fully dressed.
When she felt that he was situated, she raised her face up to look at him. "I love you. I love you, and you love me, and, um, I believe you," she said with a little smile and a breath that came out sounding a bit like a scoff, but she meant nothing negative by it.
"You believe me?" he asked. Ulquiorra lifted his head and pressed a kiss against her forehead. "You believe my words and what I say?"
She nodded. "Shouldn't I? Does this surprise you?"
"You should believe them. I have never said those words to anyone who didn't deserve them. My mother heard those words from me, and now you have," Ulquiorra said. He stared at Orihime for a long moment. "I know Grimmjow led you to believe he loved you when he didn't. He will tell a woman what she wants to hear to get what he wants. I am not like that."
"I know. I knew when he said it first time that he didn't mean it. I knew he said it because he wanted to placate me." She pressed the side of her face into his neck for a moment and then sat up to look at him. "You would never do that. I have never seen you do that to anyone."
He nodded. "I won't ever do that to anyone. I don't have the energy or the time or the… It's not my style to lead people on or around on a chain like that."
One side of her mouth tipped up into a smile. "You've got me on a chain, anyway," she said, then blushed and looked down at her legs, laughing at herself.
"Is that funny?" Ulquiorra was confused as to why she would laugh at a statement like that. Orihime was his, in an emotional way, but she was her own person physically and mentally. "I don't have you on a chain. We're tied together though; those strings of fate."
She looked back up at him, giving him a gentle grin. "I mean, you've got my heart, and it's locked up tight for you. When you let me stay here that night after my mom died," she began to explain, her smile not faltering, "and I was free to give it to you, I knew. I knew that if you would accept it, no one else would have it. I'm glad I was able to mend it up a bit before I gave it to you, though," she said with a chuckle. "How do you feel?"
That made more sense to Ulquiorra. He kissed the top of her head. "How do I feel? I feel great. I have you in my life and everything is going good. This year has kind of been a rollercoaster, though. Everything that happened has brought us together," he said in a quiet way.
She bit her lip and nodded. "Well, what do you want to do now?"
Ulquiorra shrugged and then yawned. "A nap would be nice," he replied.
She laughed and stood up from the bed. "Alright. I'm going to go change into something more comfortable."
Ulquiorra was on the phone bright and early the next morning while he was getting ready for work. He was calling the same florist that had delivered flowers to Orihime months ago. "Hi, this is Ulquiorra Cifer at Coffee & Sadness. I'd like to put in an order, well two orders. Huh? Yeah I need a dozen pink roses to be ready as early as possible on the twentieth. Then I need a dozen red roses." When the person on the other end of the line asked where he wanted those delivered, Ulquiorra gave them Orihime's address.
After the call was finished, he walked out of the bathroom and into his bedroom where Orihime was sleeping. He gave her a kiss on the forehead before he gathered his clothes for the day.
She turned toward him, her eyes still closed. "Morning already? Did we actually just fall asleep without dinner?"
"We fell asleep. I only closed my eyes for a moment and then my alarm went off," he replied. "I'm going to head down to work. If you want anything, let me know, okay?" He smiled at her sleepy face and then shook his head.
She smiled as he spoke, and then she had a thought that stretched it into a grin after he finished. Her body began to shake, and she covered her mouth with both hands. Her eyes opened and she looked at him and shook her head, then slowly lowered her hands. "I am naughty," she said, scandalized at the thoughts in her mind.
A brow arched and he gave her a questioning look. "Why are you naughty? What is it that you want?" Ulquiorra asked.
Her wild grin gentled. "I want a hug and a kiss, but that's not what makes me naughty. I was thinking, maybe you didn't have anything to eat last night, but I did." After she said it, she squealed and covered her face, rolling to the side and back, both ashamed and amused at herself.
The smirk that grew on his face was wide. Ulquiorra scoffed in a playful way. He knelt on the bed and straddled his girlfriend's waist. "It's okay. I'll get some more of you tonight," he said before leaning down and kissing her.
She lay there, body completely at ease as he rose to a seated position again. Her hands ran up his thighs about halfway, and she smiled at him and sighed happily. "I love you, Ulquiorra."
"I love you, Woman. What do you have planned for today?" Ulquiorra looked down at her, tempted to just call downstairs and tell them he wouldn't be in for a couple of hours, but he had responsibilities to attend to. He couldn't put them off onto anyone else.
"Absolutely nothing. Well, that's not exactly true; I have gifts to wrap and pieces to work on, but that's about it. Nothing pressing or urgent. Oh! I need to go to the registrar's office today or tomorrow to get my cap and gown," she said.
"That sounds productive. I'm going to be working until three. Will I see you tonight?" Ulquiorra looked somewhat apprehensive.
"You can if you want to. I want to," she said, rubbing his legs and smiling at him. "This isn't going away, you know. I'm not going away." She wasn't sure if he was worried about that, but she wanted to nip that thought in the bud, if he was thinking it.
His mouth twisted to the side for a moment before he spoke. "I know, I just don't want to be clingy or annoying. I'm sure you have things to do without me utilizing your time or monopolizing it."
She chuckled at him. "Do you remember a red-haired girl coming into your shop on the daily just to ogle you for hours on end? Do you remember how much she annoyed you? Do you remember how much she kept coming in anyway? Yeah. I do. She still isn't sick of you. She can still ogle you for hours. You're not clingy. You're not annoying. I need your attention. I want your time. All. Of. It," she said, then blushed at how forward she was being. This was the new her. She wanted to let him see it.
He slowly bent over again and kissed her, his mouth melding to hers and his tongue sliding against the seam of her lips. "You have it when I'm not at work, but even then, you take up a good portion of it."
She chased his lips as well as she could as he sat back up. "I'll keep that in mind. Maybe I'll wear something flirty to get more of it sometime. Just keep that Ethan busy, I don't dress up for him," she teased. "Oh! Actually, do you remember my friend, Zara?"
"Uh, maybe?" Ulquiorra tried not to remember too many people, especially the ones Orihime called her friends. He sat back again and then swung his leg over the redhead's body so he was no longer sitting on top of her but beside her. "What about her?"
"She's in town for some kind of networking event and asked me to have lunch. It will probably be tomorrow or Wednesday. Maybe we can come in and she can make eyes at Ethan and I can wear something pretty for you," she offered. "And she is the least pumpkin-spicy of my old friends."
"I'm not setting up Ethan with one of your friends, but you two are welcome to come in and have lunch. I wouldn't mind the chance to see more of you, Miss Inoue." Ulquiorra brought his hands up and trailed his thumb across her bottom lip. He couldn't help but think back to last night. With a huge sigh he stood. If he didn't leave now he wouldn't leave at all.
She got up on her knees and walked on them to the end of the bed, her nightshirt nearly tripping her as she did so. "No worries, she lives in Madison now. All of my old friends graduated last spring and moved away." She got off the bed and looked up at him. "But I think I'm where I'm going to stay," she said, giving him a hug around the waist, and then stepping away from the bed and walking towards the door.
Ulquiorra looked at Orihime, a warmth growing in his chest. "You know, I'm where I want to be. We didn't get here easily though. We both had to make sacrifices, but I am glad we made them," he said before he walked over to his dresser to grab what he needed to shove into the pockets of his uniform pants.
She watched him from the doorway. "Same," she murmured in a dreamy voice. She thought about how she used to look at Grimmjow and imagine a future together with him. She never really considered what it might look like then, she just assumed it would be a conventional life, maybe the kind he was having with Lucy.
As she watched Ulquiorra move around his bedroom, dressed in his uniform before dawn, she realized that the kind of future she might have with him was unknown. It wasn't a conventional schedule he lived. She smiled as she came to realize that it really didn't matter to her. Their growing closeness was the only goal in her mind. The rest could work itself out.
He finished quickly and walked over to where Orihime still stood and pulled her close. "Have a good day, Woman. I'll see you later," he said before kissing her.
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