WARNING: MATURE CONTENT
Chapter 40:
"Happy Birthday, Ulquiorra," Orihime murmured. It was a Sunday. The cafe was closed. She had let him sleep in until ten-thirty in the morning, assuming that he had heard her wake up in the night and not wanting to steal anymore rest from him. "You make thirty-five look peaceful," she giggled.
Opening one green eye, Ulquiorra stared at the woman for a long moment before he pulled her closer to him. "What did you get me for my birthday, Woman? Anything special?"
"Er, no, nothing special. Just, um," she blushed, hard.
That caught his attention and Ulquiorra opened his other eye. "What?" he asked. "What could possibly make my princess blush like that?"
Her hand snaked down to his crotch and began to stroke him over his pajama pants. "It's, um, a sacrifice?" she chuckled, still a bit embarrassed. She had been playing with this idea for awhile and researched it, and thought she had finally come up with a compromise. She wouldn't be able to perform this regularly, so maybe it was a bit special. "Do you need to use the bathroom or anything before I give it to you?"
Ulquiorra grabbed her wrist to stop her from continuing to tease him. "Of course I do. I just woke up and it's hard to pee when I have an erection. Give me a moment to get cleaned up and such." He slipped out of bed and went down to the bathroom, going through what he usually did in the morning. He decided to give himself a quick wash. Orihime was most likely going to give him head or a handjob. They were okay, but he missed having sex with Orihime.
It took him less than ten minutes before he was back in their bedroom and in their bed.
"I sent the kids to the store while you were in there. I told them you were in the mood for donuts," she laughed, scooting next to him under the blanket. She was already naked underneath, and her hand was warm as it touched his chest and made its way back down to where it had been minutes before. "I have a question, and I want you to be honest," she whispered into his ear, nipping at it as she stroked him.
"Hmmm?" He hummed, enjoying what she was doing. Ulquiorra sighed with content and bit his lip as he felt a jolt of pleasure go up his body.
Her lips moved on the shell of his ear as she asked, "Which is your favorite sexual position?"
Ulquiorra's brain shut down. His mouth went dry. He blinked as he stared at Orihime. "What?" he finally asked. "Why? We can't have sex."
She moved her head down from his ear, her lips kissing a line from his jaw down his neck, pausing to scratch her teeth on his clavicle, and then tasting his nipple before she raised her head and looked down at him. "We can't how we usually like to do it, but if I've found a loophole. I won't be able to come, or even allow myself to get excited, but it's your birthday, and I want to give this to you…" she trailed off, before kissing his other nipple, playing with it with her lips a bit.
His teeth dug into his bottom lip, trying to hold back a groan. It didn't work. Just the thought of being inside Orihime was enough for Ulquiorra to want to flip her over and be inside of her. "That's a terrible loophole, but," he paused for a moment to think of her question, "I have no clue. I don't have a favorite position with you. I just know I love being inside of you."
She hummed thoughtfully as she kissed her way back up to his lips. She kissed him soundly for a minute and then pulled back. "I can't be on top because it's too strenuous, and if I'm on my back, I will probably get too turned on because I can see you and feel too much of you, so maybe on my knees is safest. Will that work for you, birthday boy?"
"Hnnngh," he moaned, just thinking about it. Ulquiorra nodded. "Are you sure this is okay? I know I am going to feel bad because of the fact I can have an orgasm and you can't."
"You'll just have to make it up to me later, my love. Let me do this for you? Please? It will make me so happy," she pleaded, batting her lashes at him innocently.
Without warning, Ulquiorra sat up and kissed Orihime. He cupped her face so that she couldn't move. It would make her happy. It would make him happy. He didn't want to jeopardize her health though. "I love you, Orihime."
She beamed a smile at him, and her whole face lit up. "I love you too, Ulquiorra," she said, still smiling. Her hand reached under her pillow and pulled out a tube. She didn't say anything, waiting for him to indicate his readiness.
His eyes went from Orihime's face to the tube she had in her hand then back again. "What is this?" Ulquiorra asked.
"Lube," she answered, still smiling. "It's fun, but kinda messy."
Ulquiorra had never had experience with the stuff. His brow furrowed as he took the stuff from her. His eyes quickly skimmed over the directions. Oh. But if they used this… "Why can't I just normally do the things that make you wet? Is it the whole orgasm thing?"
"Yes, that and the arousal, if it's too, uh, potent. I mean, there is only so much control I have over that; have you seen you?" She asked, biting her lip. "Anyway, I have to try to force myself to remain calm. That's why I said it was a sacrifice," she said with a chuckle.
"Are you certain about this?"
She grinned at him and nodded. She appeared much more excited than he was.
Well, if Orihime was sure about this, he wanted it too. He got to his knees and pushed the pajama pants he was wearing down his legs, letting them drop to the floor. His cock was already hard, standing up and ready for attention.
"Um, okay," Orihime said, eyeing him up. She got to her knees on the bed and walked on them toward him and took the tube from him, squirting out a generous amount and reaching between her legs. She set the tube beside her and looked up at him with her eyes only and murmured, "It's here if you need more," then turned around and put her head down on her forearms, rear facing him.
"Ready when you are," she said, grinning although he couldn't see it.
Did he need to be gentle with her? Did he just slide inside of her without warning? Ulquiorra's brow furrowed as he stared at her ass and the position she was in. A shaky breath left him as he grabbed the base of his dick and moved it up and down against Orihime. Just feeling that sensation made his legs weak. "Woman," he moaned.
She shivered despite herself at the first contact and at hearing his voice, her grin fell and her lips parted. She was going to have to think of something else, quick, or this was all going to fall apart. But not before she gave him a bit of encouragement. "Oh, Ulquiorra," she moaned, moving her hips up and down marginally. "I'm waiting," she purred, then bit her lip and tried to focus on meal planning.
Fuck. This was going to be over way too quickly. Ulquiorra bit his lip and grabbed Orihime's hips, his fingers curling around her body. "Wait no more," he murmured as he thrust into her and stilled his body. Waves of pleasure washed over him and he had to ride them out before he could move his hips.
Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck this was not supposed to feel this good. Damn it. What was in season? It was the start of December. Mikan were coming into season. She could make a dessert with those on Tuesday. Her thoughts were interrupted when her breath was forcefully expelled from her body. Shit. She gripped the sheets and hummed, trying to refocus on food. Right. Chicken went well with mikan, didn't it? Sure. Oh! A salad with mikan and pomegranate and a vinaigrette sounded lovely. Not quite as good as the deep dicking she was receiving at the moment but nice, nonetheless...
The slide of his cock was slow and drawn out. Ulquiorra wanted to feel as much of her body as he could. This seemed like something that was going to happen once in a blue moon until Shinzo made an appearance. He was going to take everything Orihime could give him. As soon as half the head of his cock was visible, the man pushed into her again with some force, growling as he did so.
She heard it. God, why had she chosen the sexiest fucking being on the planet —no, on any plane of existence— to mate with? This was just unfair. The deck was stacked against her. Well, if menu planning wasn't enough of a distraction, she'd have to double down. Yes… Oh, right. Chores. Housework she'd been avoiding due to her condition that was piling up. She, Ulquiorra, and Eriko had long hair. She could just imagine the monstrous hairball that lie in wait for her under the bathtub plug, or the rolled up mass that was likely bound around the vacuum grooming roller. Or the spot under the kitchen sink drain. Oh, and also the refrigerator drawers; some green onion stalks had gone bad and liquefied in one of them, she could bet no one had scrubbed that out yet. This time the groan that came out of her was one of disgust, although it was indistinguishable at the moment. This was good.
He wanted to take his time and make love to her, but hearing her vocalizations after such a long period of time was driving him crazy. He couldn't think about how her body felt or how it looked as he moved in and out of her. Instead of moving his hips this time, Ulquiorra pulled Orihime towards him. Their bodies slapped together and he moaned. "Fuck, Orihime. You feel good, Woman," he said as he continued to slide her body against him.
The list of unpleasant household duties was coming to an end, and her mind had wandered toward the unpleasant business of Halcyon's quarterly accounting. She grew quiet as she wondered about profit and loss statements and asset and liability worksheets. She made a mental checklist about criteria for her next employee review, and squeaked a happy squeal when she realized Satomi was about to have her second anniversary as a Halcyon employee and was up for a modest raise. She hummed in satisfaction at the thought of such a good and loyal employee.
There was something about her cries that seemed off. Maybe Orihime wasn't having fun. Maybe she was having sex with Kitajima and wasn't interested in him anymore. She might have seemed eager, but maybe it was an act. With a sigh, Ulquiorra pulled out of Orihime and sat back.
"What? No! Come back!" Orihime cried out. Just when she had gotten this whole disengagement thing under control, he stopped. She knew he wasn't finished. "Ulquiorra, please, I miss you," she begged, looking over her shoulder at him.
"You do not seem into this. There's something about your noises that is throwing me off. I do not like it," he said with a shake of his head.
"I'll be quiet, I'm sorry," she said, her brows tenting with apology.
"That's not it, Orihime. Your mind seems to be elsewhere. Are you...Is Kitajima your lover?" Ulquiorra asked, steeling himself for her answer.
She sat up on her hip and looked at him with a horrified expression. "What?! What would ever give you that idea? Never in a million years!" Her lips curled and she was hit with a wave of nausea. "He's just a kid!"
The man sighed and looked at Orihime. "You don't seem into what I'm doing," Ulquiorra replied.
After she shook off the shock of his question, she looked at him with a somewhat irritated expression. "I told you I couldn't get into it. It's a medical necessity that I not get into it. It wasn't easy, either! I had to think about housework and accounting to even get myself to calm down a bit." She sighed. This was supposed to be his birthday gift; she didn't have a back up and it didn't seem like he was going to want to try again.
Rolling his eyes, Ulquiorra crossed his arms over his chest. "This won't do. I can't...If you're not into it, how am I supposed to be into it?"
She sighed and flopped down into the mattress. "I guess you can't," she said, pressing the heels of her hands into her eyes. He was right, of course. She had banked on him being horny enough to be selfish. She should have known him better than that. "I guess I need to think of something else, then."
Laying beside the woman, Ulquiorra stared up at the ceiling. "I mean, it felt good, but having you distracted isn't how I want to have sex. If you cannot get into it, we just won't do it."
"I'm sorry," she sighed, rolling into his body and draping an arm across him. "I ruined your birthday."
Ulquiorra rolled over and kissed Orihime. "No you didn't. Why would you think that? Orihime, yes, I miss having sex with you, but it's not the end of the world."
"I know it's not, it's just…" she sighed. "I've been stuck in the house and didn't get to shop for you, so that was kind of it. I'm sorry," she said sincerely, before laying her cheek on his chest. "You're not really in the mood for anything else, are you?"
"Not really. I'm enjoying this, though. Just you and me alone." Ulquiorra moved some hair away from Orihime's face. "Its okay. You didn't need to celebrate my birthday. I never did before you came along."
She drew a heart shape on his chest as she responded, "You mentioned it. I was hoping to start a new tradition, but I guess despite sending the older two out on an errand, one of the kids ultimately got in the way," she chuckled and took his hand, laying it on her belly. "Your son is not being quiet about this either, oof," she said, crossing her legs as the baby stretched out inside of her, pressing on her bladder and kicking out against Ulquiorra's hand. Her eyes snapped to his and she giggled, "Well, I guess he wants to say happy birthday, too."
Feeling the jolt beneath his hand gave Ulquiorra much more satisfaction than having sex with his woman. Well, almost. His son was growing inside of her. It made him happy. He moved his hand up to cup her breast before kissing Orihime. "I accept the sentiment."
Eriko slumped to the floor of the underground bunker, panting. She could do everything they put her through, but some things just wore her out. She could shoot Ceros from her fingers. She could focus all that dark energy through her zanpakuto into a nasty attack. She could do that thing where Kazui and Hiyori teleported.
She couldn't flash step, since she wasn't a shinigami. Her dad said it was called Sonido, then asked her why she wanted to know a couple weeks later.
Of course, Eriko didn't answer him. She ran off with Kazui. She thought they were ready to go on this crazy mission to help Orihime. There was one little problem.
"We still need a way into this Soul Society. Hiyori said we can't do that door thing," Eriko stated.
Kazui scowled. "I remember something that my dad and uncles would talk about sometimes when they were drinking; something called a ginormous or gigantic or something? I dunno. Anyway, Urahara made one once, but they said Arracars can make them just by snapping their fingers or something silly like that. Maybe we can ask Urahara about it? Like what it's called and how it works? My mom said they are really scary once, and Uncle Uryu said you have to run through using your own spiritual pressure as a foothold or you'll die. They were trying to freak me and Ichika out, but still…" the boy trailed off with a visible shiver.
Eriko tapped her finger against her lip. Now that she thought about it, the tiny blonde woman said something about Yoruichi being a master at moving really fast with flash step. Maybe they would have to visit the candy shop. "Okay, so we go visit him. After we figure out this ginormous thing, then what? Do we just go? Do we wait for Mom and Dad to go on their weekend getaway? What about Grandpa?"
"I think it's a good idea to wait. Maybe Grandpa can tell us what is going on in Soul Society. Then we can tell him we want to visit Yuzu and the kids and have a sleepover or something? He would say okay. Anyway, maybe I can ask Dad about the ginormous; like how he made it pop up. I can just make it seem like I'm curious. He knows I can't do one."
A smile came over Eriko's face. She didn't think twice about calling Orihime "Mom" or Isshin "Grandpa". It was just something that came naturally to her because she had been accepted by them, although she wasn't normal. Isshin had accepted her dad too. She poked Kazui in the side. "Dad, huh? I guess it's better than Sensei."
Kazui blushed and kicked at the floor a bit. He was still looking down when he responded, "Well, he's not my dad. But he's our dad. You know?" He sighed. "It's hard to explain." He looked up and offered Eriko a small, embarrassed smile.
Awww, wasn't he adorable. Eriko was glad she had met the boy that day in the cafe. He was sweet, kind, and very irritating, if she was being honest. "I can share my dad too, just like you share your mom. It's our family. C'mon let's see if Urahara has any unexpired candy."
Urahara had been busy, and ignored the kids' hints and attempts to learn from him on that Saturday. They had decided to give it a few days and try again.
They still were visiting the Vizards at every opportunity, and now that the new hires their parents had trained were up to speed, they weren't needed at the cafe very often anymore. Now they had more opportunity to do as they pleased after school. The Thursday after they struck out with Urahara, the kids decided to try again. It was the middle of December, and the sun set quite early; by the time they left school it already hung low in the sky, and by four-thirty the sun had fallen under the horizon as they walked through one of the more questionable Karakura neighborhoods. This made it hard for them to recognize the oddly-colored hair of the person who shouted, "Eriko? Kazui?! What are you two doing out here?"
The orange-haired boy whipped his head around and squinted. "Riruka?"
Eriko followed Kazui's movements, and as soon as she recognized the woman, she shrank behind the boy. She still had flashbacks to the last time she had seen the woman. "What are you doing here?" she asked.
"Uh, I was here looking for a friend; we used to share an apartment around here, but I guess he's not in town. Anyway, I'm glad I ran into you." Riruka paused, twisting her lips and rocking back on her heels as she looked aside and said, "I'm sorry, Eriko. I'm really sorry about what happened to you. That was not cool."
"Uh, forget about it. Please. I'm trying to do the same. It wasn't your fault Yuko did that," Eriko stated. She rubbed her fingers together, trying not to become emotional. "But, thank you."
The woman's lips stretched out into a thin line and she nodded with a hum in acknowledgment. "Well, I guess I'm wasting my time here. It seems like there really aren't any Fullbringers left in Karakura, now that your mom isn't here."
Kazui's eyebrows lifted. That's right. Riruka was a Fullbringer like his mom. Like Tsukishima. "Um, Riruka, speaking of Fullbringers, I have a question about Tsukishima."
Right away the cranberry-haired woman's palms flew up and she waved them with a sharp, "No, no way. Your mother would kill me."
Kazui looked at Eriko. Maybe she would have better luck; she already had Riruka's sympathy.
Knowing that look, Eriko sighed. "Riruka, we need help. We need answers. Our mom isn't doing well. She's stuck in bed all day because she almost lost our brother. She doesn't sleep, and it's affecting all of us. Please."
A thin eyebrow arched, and then a seemingly long-suffering sigh followed. "Ugh. Fine. What do you want to know about that skinny weirdo?"
"Who is he? My mom used to talk about him all the time," Kazui asked.
"He's a Fullbringer. His ability is quite interesting. He's psychotic, and last I heard, he was in Soul Society."
"From what we've overheard, he's changed something about people's memories. Is that his ability? What did he do to Orihime?"
Riruka rolled her eyes. "I don't know!" she whined, then began to pace back and forth as she started to explain in spite of herself. "He has this sword, and it's his Fullbring. His ability is called the Book of the End. It apparently allows him to insert himself as a character in someone's memories at a given point in the past, and rewrites the memories from that moment forward to include himself to one degree or another. He did it to your mother when she was in high school, Kaz. He had her convinced that he was closer to her than your dad, and in fact, at one point, she stood up against your dad in his defense. Poor Ichigo. That almost broke him," she shook her head at the memory.
"But that ended. How did it end that time?" Kazui asked.
"It wore off when your mom saw your dad crying. She had only been under the effect for something like two days, though. It hadn't really cemented in her mind yet. But if what you two are saying is true, and he's affected her memory again, then it's been that way since at least the time Halcyon opened. She had been talking about him being places he wasn't since at least then."
Eriko shook her head. "No, Dad has said it's been going on longer. I've heard him on the phone to Urahara. Years; since Kaz was little."
Riruka's face looked like she felt sick at the news. "That really, really sucks," she said, sounding unhopeful. "I think the only thing that would reverse it at this point would be to bring him back here and have him stab her again, but that's not happening."
Eriko looked troubled upon hearing this. "Why not? Is he dead? Can't someone bring him back to life?" She was starting to feel frantic with each piece of information they got.
Riruka didn't like uncertainty, and she really didn't like when people asked her questions that she didn't know the answers to. "I don't know, Eriko!" she replied in a snotty tone. "Not that it would really matter, I guess. He's in Soul Society, though. He could come back with or without a body, and last I knew, he still had his Fullbring. Anyway, that's not the point. The points are one, rumor has it he's being held by that mad fucking scientist in Seireitei, pardon my French, and two, HE IS CRAZY. He and Ginjo were like, attached at the hip, and they are both mean dudes who only care about themselves. Nobody in their right minds would voluntarily bring them back here."
The woman's tone had Eriko finding her backbone. She moved from behind Kazui and then stepped up to Riruka. "Look here! I don't care if its crazy and I don't care if I need to blast people out of my way! I'm gonna find out how to open a Gigantic and find this asshole!" the girl yelled.
Riruka's hands found her hips and she pitched forward with a fit of laughter. After she was able to catch her breath, she asked, breathlessly, "Oh yeah? You and what army? It's not like Urahara is going to open a senkaimon for you to traipse through into Soul Society anyway. And what the hell is a Gigantic-"
This time her arms came around her belly as she squawked out mocking laughs. "A Garganta? Who do you think you are, Grimmjow? I saw him rip the sky and make one once. That was badass. It's like he just touched a spot in the sky and unlocked a black hole. I don't think you know any arrancars that can pull that off, though, girlie."
Eriko had the balls to point a finger into Riruka's face. "Wrong! My dad is an Espada. He's an Arrancar, and guess what that makes me." She could feel that dark pressure start to build in her body again. It was anger, and if this bitchy woman thought she was playing around, Riruka would find out Eriko wasn't.
The mirth washed off Riruka's face as she felt the girl's spiritual pressure darken and expand. She looked at the girl with a warning expression. "Eriko, you can't just rip open a Garganta and walk through it; it's super dangerous and you might not even make it through. I'm only saying this because you're a kid and you don't deserve the bullshit that has happened to you lately. You deserve to have a nice life. But if you open a Garganta, one, you might open it to Hueco Mundo by mistake and get eaten by a horde of hollows, or more likely, B, you'll just get lost inside of it. Promise me you won't just go off and try it."
The green-eyed girl looked at Kazui. "We can't make that promise."
Riruka sighed. "At least wait until you're older and know what you're doing, okay? I gotta run," the woman said, looking down the dark street. "Don't tell your parents you ran into me, okay? I'm sure they're still mad about the whole me being a brat about the partnership thing."
"Yeah, we'll do that," Kazui said, grabbing Eri's hand and pulling her away.
As they left Riruka behind, Eriko wanted to sigh and stomp her feet to throw a fit. This whole thing sucked. "Now what do we do?" she asked the boy.
"Study," he said, breaking into a jog and continuing toward Urahara's.
Study? Kazui hated studying! "What are we supposed to study if no one will tell me anything! I can't exactly ask Dad about this!"
He looked over his shoulder at Eriko with a grin. He knew Urahara better than she did. "Let me do the talking at first, Eri. I know how to get ol' hat-n-clogs to gab."
Eriko rolled her eyes but followed behind her best friend.
A/N: Thanks for reading! What do you think, are they gonna have an adventure?