Author's Note: I'M BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK! I apologize greatly for the delay _''' I know I promised to have this chapter done a LONG time ago but a lot has been going on in my life in the past few months ^^' I am so sorry it took me so long to update so that's why I made this chapter EXTRA long (10,628 words kind of long) I really hope you all enjoy this chapter!
WARNING: This chapter contains STRONG LEMON. I strongly suggest you don't read if you don't like this kind of stuff.
Ulquiorra Schiffer had endured many centuries as a Hollow, living as an empty creature with nothing to suffice his never ending pain and suffering. All of his past memories were so insignificant; so pointless. He was only truly satisfied with his existence when his precious Lord Aizen had turned him into an Espada. Even so, he bore no memories of life as an Arrancar that he could consider at least somewhat valuable.
At least, not until he met the girl known as Orihime Inoue.
At that very moment, he realized he would never forget his time spent with her. Especially that exact moment.
Seconds before, Orihime found herself being showered with kisses by the fourth Espada. It was all so foreign; all so new. She had never been kissed like that by anyone before! In fact, she had never been kissed by anyone else at all.
His cold lips had felt nice and comforting pressed against her own lips as his warm breath mingled with hers. Orihime was frozen in place as her deep gray eyes remained open for she was too stunned by his forward movements. She had always pictured her first kiss being with Ichigo Kurosaki and she had pictured them being soft and gentle.
Ulquiorra's kisses, on the other hand, were far more exciting than she had anticipated kissing to be like. As his lips locked with hers, she could feel his tongue lightly press against her lips as if it were begging for entrance. Not knowing what to do, Orihime slowly parted her lips, giving into his needs. Ulquiorra's wet tongue slid into her mouth eagerly, causing a small gasp to form in Orihime's throat. The Espada wasted no time in diving into a tongue war with the inexperienced girl as he explored her mouth almost as if he were claiming his territory.
Orihime soon found herself giving into him as she hesitantly encircled her tongue around his. After a few moments, she closed her eyes softly while leaning into his kiss. Much to her dismay, he had stopped kissing her just as abruptly as he had started.
"Enjoy your time here in the world of the living while you have the chance," he had told her once he broke away from the kiss.
Orihime took this moment to gasp for breath as she found herself completely stripped away of all composure. Her heart was beating wildly out of her chest as her cheeks flared up tremendously with bright blushes. She looked up at him shyly, opening her mouth to say something yet not having the collectedness to find the right words to say.
Ulquiorra found himself wanting to smile at such an adorable sight. He felt a great sense of pride in knowing that he had caused her to look so innocent and adorable. He had stolen her first kiss (as well as her second and third) and he had planned on stealing many more.
Ichigo Kurosaki was indeed the biggest fool alive for letting such a breathtaking woman slip between his fingers.
"Enjoy yourself," he had told her once more, refusing to allow himself to smile at her.
With a small nod, Orihime skipped over to the water's edge as her eyes stared longingly into the distance. Her heart was still beating like a drum as she inhaled lightly, trying to still her excitement from what had just happened. She then kicked off her boots while tossing them to the side, allowing her feet to bury themselves in the soft, white sand.
She lifted up the bottom of her white hakama pants, careful as to not get them wet from the ocean's water that splashed against her ankles. The water felt cool and refreshing against her exposed skin, instantly calming her nerves. She had forgotten just how much she had missed the glorious atmosphere of the beach.
Orihime took a step further into the ocean until the water was nearly up to her shin. She lifted up her dress to her thighs, still not quite satisfied. She wished she could dive into the water's coolness for it felt so inviting and refreshing as it washed up against her bare legs.
Suddenly, a thought popped into her mind. Dashing back towards the shoreline, Orihime began to undress herself with rapid speed. The redhead stripped down to her undergarments, completely tossing away every ounce of modesty as she dashed back into the water. For once in her life, she didn't care if a member of the opposite sex gazed upon her partially nude body. She simply wanted to have fun and play in the ocean. She was not a complete fool-she knew she would probably never get this opportunity to play in the ocean again. Instead of feeling sorry for herself, she decided to make the most of the moment that was given to her.
The moment that Ulquiorra had given her.
Ulquiorra's olive green eyes continued to fixate upon the magnificent sight that stood before him. Her white, lacey undergarments complimented her figure unlike anything he had seen before (probably because it didn't leave much to the imagination). The espada found himself aching between his legs again as he mumbled out a few swear words under his breath.
Luckily, the girl appeared as if she was truly enjoying herself. She was splashing around in the water while giggling to herself like a young child. Her long, fiery hair was being whipped by the wind as she jumped around in the water animatedly.
Ulquiorra decided he could suffer an erection if it meant that the woman was actually having fun.
Time passed by rather quickly as Orihime enjoyed her day of relaxation at the beach. She had spent the last few hours swimming in the ocean as well as building sand castles. She had even convinced Ulquiorra to help her build an enormous castle made of pure sand. Ulquiorra was puzzled at the entertainment behind such a trivial activity but he gave into her request all the same. After all, Orihime had never smiled so brightly when he crouched down next to her and attempted to pat the sand flat on her castle, giving it more shape.
The sun was beginning to set, leaving the clouds above them to morph into the colors of cotton candy while the sky melted into beautiful shades of pink and orange. Orihime sat on the sand, looking up longingly towards the sky. A heavy feeling began to form in her chest as she realized that this may be the last time she ever feasted her eyes upon a sunset.
Ulquiorra stood stiffly next to her with his hands in his pockets as he locked his gaze upon the flaming haired beauty. "Orihime, it's time to go. Evening is approaching and Lord Aizen wanted to meet with you. You must shower and I will have a meal prepared for you—"
"Ulquiorra-sama? Where did you learn to kiss like that?" Orihime chimed out, not exactly paying any attention to whatever he had been saying.
Her unsystematic question had completely caught the Espada off guard. He found himself staring dumbfounded at her, not exactly knowing how to answer. As far as he could remember, he didn't have any experience in the "kissing" field. Perhaps he had plenty of experience in kissing while he was human; however, he was unable to recall a single spectacle of a memory from his former life as a human.
"I'm not sure," he replied softly, "but if I could venture a guess, it was purely on instinct."
Orihime found herself blushing slightly as she dug her toes in the soft, moist sand. "I see…" the ginger haired girl whispered quietly. She didn't want to leave the beach but she couldn't ignore orders. Even though they shared many kisses, he was still her captor and her master.
Nervous footsteps could be heard pacing around the large "throne room" as Aizen Sousuke had lost himself in his own thoughts. What was taking Ulquiorra so long? Had he already carried out his mission? Ulquiorra's spiritual pressure was unable to be detected as well as Orihime Inoue's. Perhaps Ulquiorra had taken her far away in order to get the job done? He probably needed some privacy…
"My, my, it's so unlike 'ya to be nervous. What could be troublin' 'ya, Aizen-sama?" piped out a familiar, charismatic voice.
Aizen turned around to smile at his loyal comrade, Gin Ichimaru. "You can tell I'm nervous? It seems I am becoming easier for you to read then, Gin," Aizen said as he ran a hand through his slick, brown hair.
"You don't have to lie to me. Even though you're the King of Las Noches, it doesn't mean you don't have your worries, too," the silver haired male stated as he bared a sly grin. He sauntered over to the ex-shinigami captain with subtle movements.
"I have given Ulquiorra his order to take the girl as his own. Should he fail, I expect Starrk to be ready to carry out the deed. However, I cannot feel the spiritual pressure of Ulquiorra nor Orihime. I wonder where he could have taken her?" Aizen muttered, finding it suitable that he explain to Gin what exactly was on his mind. Gin was truly the only person he could confide in. Even so, he could never tell him everything.
"I take it you're suspicious of your minion, Aizen-sama," Gin said, almost as if he was able to read his friend's mind. "But surely Ulquiorra hasn't just run off with the girl, 'ya know? Why, Schiffer-san is far more trustworthy than that! Do you actually believe he harbors feelings for the girl?"
Aizen let his hand drop to his side as he locked his amber eyes upon his fox-like friend. Once again, Gin had read him like a book.
He had in fact reconsidered Ulquiorra's loyalty…After all, the Espada had clearly been bothered by Aizen's advancements towards the girl. Did Ulquiorra think he was stupid? Did Ulquiorra truly think he did not notice the Espada's obvious aggravation?
"Ulquiorra has no idea that he is being tested, does he?" Gin asked, his blue eyes opening slightly to examine Aizen's expression more clearly. "You really don't believe that impregnating the girl is even possible, do you?"
Once again, the nail had been hit right on the head.
"There is just no getting around you, is there, Gin?" Aizen asked, a dark smirk forming on his lips. "However, I do believe that the girl will get pregnant. Ulquiorra's body may be that of an Arrancar but he can still produce the proper assets that could make any human girl pregnant. Whether or not the child will possess extraordinary powers still remains to be seen…"
"And yet you're still risking everything to see if it works," Gin cut him off as he folded his arms over his chest. The slender man leaned against a pillar, trying his best to suppress a chuckle. That was Sousuke Aizen for you—always risking everything for one small, improbable dream.
"If Ulquiorra passes this test then I believe he can exceed his superiors and regain the proper title of being the Primera Espada. However; if my plan does fail, then I will still have Orihime Inoue disposed of. That enough will shake his soul to the point of no return. Only when his emotions awake will he be capable of unleashing his ultimate power as an Espada," Aizen stated as he neatly propped himself upon his chair. "Even if I do not have a child that will possess the powers of an all powerful Arrancar, at least I will have a powerful Espada that will aid me in destroying Soul Society and Karakura Town."
Gin just chuckled darkly at his commander's words. "You really are a sadistic bastard, aren't you?"
"Boy, was that awkward!" Orihime found herself exclaiming as she and Ulquiorra walked down the long, empty hallway of Las Noches. Her meeting with Lord Aizen was done for the night and she was certainly grateful. She had been asked to have dinner with him instead of just eating the usual gruel inside the parlor of her room. The meal had been exquisite but the company wasn't nearly as delightful. Aizen had been watching her carefully the entire time, as if he was expecting her to do something outlandish like sling food at him or something of the sort.
When she had first arrived in his massive corridors, Aizen had seemed relieved almost. Did he think she had run away or rebelled against him? No, she knew better than to go against Lord Aizen's will. Whatever his will may be…
Ulquiorra had been asked to leave as usual. He had stood outside the throne room until dinner was finished. Orihime had been shocked to find that Lord Aizen did in fact eat like a regular human did.
"Awkward?" Ulquiorra questioned, his jade eyes scanning over her as they walked alongside each other.
The ginger haired girl nodded slowly as she sighed softly, "He just makes me feel so uncomfortable all the time, Ulquiorra-sama. I know that my body and soul exist for Lord Aizen's will but I don't like him very much…"
Did anybody truly like Lord Aizen? Ulquiorra and the rest of the Espada simply followed orders as they were told. But to think that any of them actually liked Sousuke Aizen was an entirely different matter.
"Hey, Ulquiorra-sama? Why are we back at your room? Shouldn't it be time for me to be getting to bed soon?" Orihime blurted out once they reached the door to Ulquiorra's room. Orihime's room was on the opposite side of Las Noches so why did they come all the way out to his room?
The Espada could feel a lump forming in his throat as his chest began to burn with the most uncomfortable sensation. "You won't be sleeping in your room tonight," he admitted. There was no point in lying to the girl; she wasn't as air-headed as she appeared.
"What do you mean?" Orihime piped out as she blinked her curious gray eyes at him a few times.
Ulquiorra was at a complete loss of words. Was there a proper way for him to order her to make love to him? Humans engaged in sexual activity all the time. A sexual intercourse between an Arrancar and a human should be no different…
"Orihime Inoue," Ulquiorra replied in a soft, husky voice as he turned the door knob to his room, "I have an order for you. You will not protest against me nor will you disobey. Is that understood?"
Orihime watched him as he walked into the darkness of his room, a look of concern crossing over her features. He rarely called her by her full name and she wasn't too keen on the stern tone he had just used. "Um, I always obey whatever orders you give me. So you don't have to worry about that, Ulquiorra-sama," the girl replied with a nervous, reassuring smile.
The black haired male glanced at the girl over his shoulder as he reached for her tender hand. He pulled her towards him gently as he wrapped her in a tight embrace, "It's just Ulquiorra, woman. You know that…"
Orihime was certain she did not like where this was going. His embrace was comforting; there was no doubt about that. Even so, why was he trying to comfort her in the first place? And why did his voice seem rather sad, almost?
"Ulquiorra, what's going on? What's bothering you?" the girl asked quietly as she tried to pull away to look at him. The lights were still turned off so she could hardly see him other than his pale skin reflecting from the moonlight that was leaking in through the window.
Ulquiorra didn't bother replying to her as his lips forcefully found hers once more, causing a small gasp to emit from the startled girl. With every moment that his lips lingered upon hers, he could feel himself hardening underneath his hakama all the more. A low growl emanated deep in his throat as he bit Orihime's lower lip gently. Orihime found herself surrendering into his kiss as she wrapped her arms tightly around his firm neck, pulling herself closer to him.
Ulquiorra placed his hand on her lower back, pressing her tightly to his groin while allowing her to feel just how badly he wanted her. Orihime let out a surprised moan when she felt his hardness against her lower region. She tried to pull away of out sheer embarrassment but was denied permission from Ulquiorra as he pressed her back against the cold, stone wall.
The male pulled away from the kiss as he did so as his emerald eyes focused upon hers. The redhead panted slightly from the exhilaration of the kiss as she felt her cheeks rise to a higher temperature. "Ul-Ulquiorra…I think we're moving too fast…" the girl whispered delicately as she tore her eyes away from him.
"Orihime, I told you that I had an order for you, did I not? You are not to disobey me. You are to say yes without any further inquiries. You are not to struggle for it will make things all the more difficult. If you even think about saying 'no', then I shall use force upon you," the Espada commanded in his usual empty, monotonous voice.
Orihime felt her heart sink at his very words. She didn't understand what he was talking about but she was sure she would soon find out.
"Orihime Inoue, I command you to make love to me," Ulquiorra told her flatly as his Hollow-like hole began to agitate with him the most tremendous aching he had ever experienced before.
Orihime stared blankly at him, too stunned for words. Did he just say what she thought he said? Did he just tell her to make love to him? She opened her mouth to say something but was instantly hushed by the force of Ulquiorra's cold, hard lips against hers once more.
As if acting on reflex, Orihime brought up her hands to press against his chest defensively, "Ulquiorra! What are you doing? Stop!" she had managed to cry out as she jerked her head away from his aggressive kiss.
He should have known she was going to respond this way…
It killed him to know he had to force love upon her. No, he was not the romantic kind of guy that wanted to charm and enchant a woman into bed. He wanted to hurry up and get things done and over with. He would deal with the regret of hurting her after the task was finished. Until then, he would throw his heart away (or at least the fragments he had begun to retrieve of it) and treat her like the prisoner she was to him.
"I'm sorry…" the Espada whispered out one final time before he scooped up the feeble girls in his arms bridal-style with much ease. Orihime's desperate pleas for an explanation did not faze him in the least as he made his way over to his immense bed. He tossed Orihime on the bed without a care as he began to unzip his jacket.
"Ul-Ul-Ulquiorra!" Orihime stammered out as she watched him remove his jacket, "You can't be serious! I mean, we've only just kissed! This is moving far too fast! I need more time…Please! Why are you doing this?" She began to crawl towards the other side of the bed but let out a frustrated groan when she felt Ulquiorra's cold hand upon her ankle.
"I told you, woman, to not ask any questions," Ulquiorra replied with an annoyed growl as he dragged her towards him by her ankle.
Orihime thrashed against his hand as she desperately struggled to free herself from him. What was the meaning of all this? Did their fun-filled day at the beach not mean anything to him? Was this his plan all along-to butter her up and then rip her of her innocence when she least expected it? Surely not…This was Ulquiorra she was dealing with! All she wanted was an explanation as to why he was doing such a cruel thing to her!
"Ulquiorra! It isn't fair! Why are you trying to hurt me like this?" the redhead cried out in desperation as she tried to kick at him.
The Espada slowly removed his hand from her ankle, releasing his tight grip upon her flesh. He truly didn't want to hurt her—Orihime was far too valuable to him. Even so, he slipped off his jacket and allowed it to fall freely to the floor.
"Orihime, please believe me when I say that hurting you is the last thing I want to do in this world. Do not make this anymore difficult than it needs to be. I shall always follow Lord Aizen's orders no matter how painful they are for me to do," the Espada told her calmly as he felt his throat growing dry. It was impossible for him to rape her without giving her somewhat of an explanation.
He was not the one that Orihime needed to blame. It was Aizen.
Orihime watched Ulquiorra with close attention as she wrapped her arms around herself for comfort. "Aizen-sama…ordered you to rape me?" the girl asked in a hushed tone as the puzzle pieces began to line up in her head.
"It is far more than that but I will spare you the details," the raven haired male replied coolly as he outstretched an ashen hand towards her. "Please understand I would not be doing this to you otherwise."
The delicate girl's eyes washed over his hand before making their way to his eyes. She bit her lower lip as she could feel tears stinging at her eyes from the very sight of him.
Sorrow. Regret. Pain.
For once in her life, Orihime could actually detect such emotions swirling in the depths of Ulquiorra's enchanting jade eyes. He was telling the truth—he truly didn't want this. He truly didn't want to betray her trust in him.
"Explain to me, Ulquiorra, as to why Aizen-sama wants us to…to…to…" Orihime stammered as she found herself unable to speak such taboo words. What would compel Lord Aizen to give Ulquiorra such an uncanny order?
"A love child," Ulquiorra answered her flatly, not knowing what else to say. He wasn't the type to beat around the bush; however, he didn't exactly want to fill the girl's ears with more than she needed to hear. Aizen wanted them to have sex—what more did she need to know?
Ulquiorra's response bewildered the human greatly. "Why would Lord Aizen want us to have a love child?" the curious redhead asked nervously. Ulquiorra should have known better than to give her such a vague answer.
"He wants you to bear a child that will pledge its allegiance to him as well. I'm not sure exactly why it is so important but that is just Aizen's request. What Lord Aizen wants is what Lord Aizen shall receive," Ulquiorra replied in his typical impassive voice. Yes, he had in fact lied to her. He knew exactly why Aizen Sousuke wanted a love-child. If he had told the girl the entire truth, she would have never agreed to produce such an abomination…
All of this was beginning to be too much for Orihime as she could feel herself growing light-headed. Aizen wanted them to have a child for some unknown reason. It was all so suspicious; so bone-chilling…
Orihime didn't like it one bit.
"Ulquiorra…What if I refuse this order that you have given to me? I'm only sixteen! I don't want a child at all! I'm not ready to take care of one and Kurosaki-kun and the others are still going to rescue me! There is no point in me getting pregnant!" the girl rebutted before instantly shutting her mouth. She could tell her words were not what Ulquiorra wanted to hear by the obvious agitation gleaming in his piercing eyes.
"You cannot refuse this order; however, you can refuse me. Should I fail this mission, Lord Aizen will order Starrk Coyote to finish what I could not complete. Either way, one of the Espada will steal your virginity and you will bear a child," Ulquiorra snapped harshly, completely smashing the barrier that sealed his emotions. The woman was pushing his every button—she should have known by now that her friends would soon meet their fates and she would be forced to remain in Hueco Mundo until the end of her days.
And those days were growing by the fewer with each passing moment.
Orihime bit the inside of her cheek to keep herself from crying. How could Ulquiorra be so cruel to her? How could he throw all of this on her just like that and expect her to be okay with it all? It was all just so unfair! She clenched her fist while glaring sharply at the floor, not wanting to get lost in his deep, green orbs anymore.
"How could you do this to me?" Orihime grumbled as she embraced herself tightly as her body trembled lightly from the cold atmosphere of the room. "I thought…you cared about me."
Her words pierced him like a bullet. Of course he cared about her! The woman had stirred his world more than anyone else had in the universe. The woman was what caused the sun in his soul to rise each and every passing day. If he didn't care about her, he wouldn't be doing this to her. To let the girl be ravaged by another man—let alone the first Espada—would be too much for him to bear.
He loved her. As much as it caused his stomach to untangle most unpleasantly by the admittance of such words, he knew there was no need in denying it to himself anymore.
"This is not an order from me but from Lord Aizen himself .If it was my choice, I would have you back in the sanctity of your home in the human world," Ulquiorra breathed out a small breath of cold air as he sat down at the edge of his bed.
"So…are you saying you don't want to sleep with me?" the feeble human asked softly, her voice quivering with the tiniest bit of anxiety.
The Espada glanced over his shoulder at the woman, his façade slowly molding into a soft expression. He shifted his position so he was directly facing her as he reached out of his ashen hands to slowly caress her cheek, tickling her soft skin with his ice-cold touch. "Woman, you are the only being who has ever placed such a strong effect on me. I want nothing more than to claim you as my mate rather than as my prisoner. However, causing you any form of pain is the last thing I want to do."
Orihime could feel the temperature rising in her cheeks at his sincere words. It was too late for her; she was madly in love with Ulquiorra. She would have been lying to herself if she said she had never once thought about them making love. Even so, it was far too soon for her to even consider doing those kinds of things with Ulquiorra just yet! Orihime found herself on fire every time Ulquiorra kissed her. Imagine what would happen if they jumped straight into intercourse!
Ulquiorra didn't need a magnifying glass to see the hesitance and fear across her facial feature. It was obvious she didn't want to have sex with him. He wanted her; he craved her every being. For a split moment, he could feel the inside of his chest growing heavy but he quickly brushed it off as it was nothing.
"You…Do you love me, Ulquiorra?" Orihime asked shyly, as she looked at him with her glittering silver eyes. A heavy blush spread across her cheeks as she found herself embracing herself tighter with each passing moment.
"Do you doubt me?" the brusque voice of the Espada muttered out as he withdrew his hand from her face, returning it to his pocket. He couldn't bear to say the word "love" aloud. Even so, there was no point in completely denying his feelings…
"I wish you were asking to have sex with me because you loved me, not because it was an order…" the girl exhaled a trembling breath nervously as she shifted uncomfortably in her seat. "Because that's what most normal couples do…"
Her words tickled his inner being, causing his deep jade eyes to widen for a split second, "Do we seem like a normal couple to you?"
"I guess not…" Orihime piped out, her reddish locks falling over her shoulder as she crawled towards where he sat on the opposite end of the bed.
The girl was mocking him. As far as he could remember, he had never experienced love, romance, or any of its attributes. The human concept of "dating" seemed so pointless to him. However, weren't mates and couples technically the same thing? If they were to engage in sexual activity then undoubtedly they would be mates.
"Orihime, I am afraid to tell you that our time in Hueco Mundo dwindles with each passing day. It is only a matter of time until Lord Aizen deems us worthless and decides to rid of us. It is a troubling fate but it is undeniable. If time was on our side, I would be waiting until you were ready to engage in the process of mating. I would most definitely not be ordering you to bear a child for Lord Aizen. However, your life lies in his hands." Ulquiorra stifled a sigh at his own words.
Life just wasn't fair. He had finally begun to find a reason for existing and yet Lord Aizen was going to tear it away with the flick of his wrist.
That's what happens when you cling to hope. You set yourself up for despair…
"I'll do it then…" the girl whispered out quietly as she wrapped her arms around his waist, nuzzling her face into his bare back.
Ulquiorra wondered for a moment if he had completely heard her right. Did she just agree to doing it? He was sure she would have fought him to the very end on this to the point where he would have had to force love upon her…
"I mean, I wish we could take things slowly like most normal couples do…But time is precious right now. I don't like the idea of getting pregnant but that can at least prolong my life nine more months, should my friends fail to rescue me." Orihime continued as she tightened her embrace, enjoying the feeling of his warm back pressed against her.
Ulquiorra wanted to tell her that she would only be alive three more months. Her friends' failure would be inevitable—there would be no chance of survival for any of them. Even so, now was not the time to tell her these things.
"Orihime," Ulquiorra breathed out in a soft, tender voice, "I will show you just how much you mean to me."
The Espada wasted no time in releasing the girl's arms from his waist as he turned around to face her. He zeroed in on her as his dark lips claimed hers in a fiery kiss as he wrapped one of his muscular arms around her waist in attempt to pull her closer to him.
Orihime didn't have much time to respond as she felt his tongue glide over her lips in a seductive manner, eliciting tiny gasps of anticipation from her. Ulquiorra seized the opportunity to quickly dive his tongue into her moist cavern as he brought up his free arm to tangle his fingers into her blazing hair. The girl moaned slightly in response to the kiss as she felt him tilt her head back for deeper penetration.
Orihime shyly touched her tongue against his as he continued to lavish her in a passionate kiss. Ulquiorra explored every nook and cranny in her mouth before allowing her tongue to dance wildly with his. Orihime's heart began to hammer against her chest insanely as butterflies began to flutter in her chest. She knew for a fact she could never get tired of kissing him like this.
Much to her dismay, Ulquiorra broke this kiss abruptly as he stood up from the bed. His porcelain skin seemed to gleam so softly with the moonlight's reflection that continued to sweep in from the window. Ulquiorra motioned for her to stand up from the bed as well as he reached out a hand to her. Orihime succumbed to his request as she scooted off the bed. Once again, his lips met hers in a tantalizing kiss. Orihime could feel every ounce of her sanity being sucked away as Ulquiorra pulled her into a tight embrace. Ulquiorra thoroughly took in the delicious taste of her sweet lips as he rested one of his hands upon her hips. He pressed her roughly against his waist, allowing her to the growing need for her that swelled within him. Orihime couldn't help but let out a startled gasp as she nervously began to pull away from him.
"I promise I'll go slow," Ulquiorra reassured her after he pulled away from their kiss, "Time is of the essence; however, we have the entire night. We can progress as gradually as you want to." His hands molded into her reddish locks as he massaged the back of her head tenderly, trying to be as gentle and affectionate with the girl as possible. She was already nervous enough; she didn't need to be frightened anymore than she already was.
With a small nod, Orihime rested her head against his bare chest, melting into his arms as she did so. She brought up her hands to slowly stroke the muscles of his biceps, enjoying the way his smooth skin felt beneath her fingertips. She continued to trace her fingers along his masculine chest, taking note of the sigh of contentment that poured out from his lips.
Everywhere that Orihime stroked left a trail of fire to the point where Ulquiorra desired more of the girl's fragile touch. Even so, he found himself flinching slightly when the girl's fingers outlined the edges of his Hollow hole.
"Does it feel weird when I touch it?" the girl asked bluntly once she noticed his obvious discomfort. It was so bizarre seeing an empty gage where the heart of her lover should be thumping wildly.
Ulquiorra pondered for a moment on the question. Did it feel weird to him? When the girl first began to stir something within his soul, he detested the feeling of having the flesh around his hole tingle. But this time felt different. He didn't mind the burning sensation that quivered intensely within him. It was actually enticing.
The pale-skinned male didn't bother answering the girl's question as he pried her fingers away from his delicate Hollow hole. He planted a tiny kiss upon her pink lips before reaching up one of his hands to fiddle with the clasp of her jacket against the base of her neck. He slowly unzipped her jacket, allowing it to slip from her shoulders and slide softly to the cold, hard floor.
Orihime still wore the strapless gown of her Arrancar uniform as well as the hakama underneath it. Even so, she felt oddly embarrassed by having her shoulders exposed. Ulquiorra took that moment to slowly press his thin lips against the soft flesh of her left shoulder. Orihime shivered lightly from the breeze that was drifting in from the cold night outside the window as well as from his bewitching touch.
The dark haired male left a trail of kisses from the base of her neck up to her jaw line. He then brought his lips up to her ear, exhaling of a soft breath of warm air, "You have no idea what you do to me, woman." He told her straight forward before flickering out his tongue to lightly glide it across her earlobe.
"Ulquiorra, I—" Orihime was instantly cut off by Ulquiorra's warm tongue lavishing her sensitive ear. She let out a startled gasp as his warm breath tickled her flesh immensely, causing her to shudder with spasms of excitement.
Ulquiorra remembered reading a book that listed all the places where women were most sensitive at. Some of those places included the ears, the neck, the breasts (precisely at the nipple), and various other places. The Espada just decided he would just have the sample all of the places in order to cause the girl as much intense delight as possible.
He continued to nibble on her ear for a few moments before nipping at the tender skin on her neck. Goosebumps began to spiral down her back as she continued to tremble with excitement. A pool of fire began to form in the pits of her stomach whenever Ulquiorra pressed his lips against any exposed area. Once again, his lips found hers with zealous affection. Orihime could nothing but succumb to his forceful kisses as she found herself wrapping her arms around the back of his neck, pulling him closer to her.
Completely lost in a fury of passion, Ulquiorra began to run his hands along the girl's back. His erection was throbbing with such concentrated longing to the point where he was finding it difficult to control himself. Even so, he wasn't about to force himself on her just yet. The girl was just now getting completely comfortable with kissing—if he pushed her too hard, he could potentially shatter her trust in him.
Even so, progression needed to be made. He reached his hands towards the zipper in the back of her dress, slowly pulling it down. His movements caused a sudden gasp to emanate from the girl's throat, causing her to tighten her grip around his neck, "Ulquiorra, wait! I—"
"What is there to worry about? You've been stripped of your clothes in front of me before, woman. Why is this time any different?" Ulquiorra grunted out with a brusque voice as he slid the zipper down further.
Orihime's entire face flushed with apprehension as she buried her face in the crook of his neck, "I know, but…It hasn't been like this. You're really the first guy who's ever seen me naked. It's just…kind of embarrassing, that's all."
The girl's virgin innocence never ceased to amaze Ulquiorra. There was no denying it—Orihime was by far the most beautiful sight he had ever laid his eyes upon. It made no sense as to why she was discomfited by being nude in front of him.
With a small sigh, he finished unzipping the back of her dress and began to slide it off of her ample form, "You needn't worry, Orihime. Your body is perfect in my eyes," he told her reassuringly, his warm breath tickling the flesh of her neck like a soft feather.
Orihime's gown slumped to the floor, leaving her wearing only her bra and her white hakama pants. Not wanting to waste any more time, Ulquiorra brought his hand up to fiddle with the clasp of her white, lacy bra, finding it to be a nuisance. Why did women wear these things anyways? His frustration was growing with each passing moment as he couldn't quite figure out how to remove the useless garment. Out of sheer irritation, he quickly tore the back of her bra in half, careful as to not hurt the woman in the process.
Orihime let out a loud gasp as she felt her bra being torn from her. Moments later she felt the chill of the cool wind coast across her exposed skin, causing goose bumps to glissade down her spine. Ulquiorra pulled the girl against his robust, bare chest, shielding her from the cold.
"Do not fear me, woman. I have no plans of inflicting any form of pain upon you. Relax and enjoy yourself. For tonight, we are no longer loyal minions of Lord Aizen. We are simply lovers," the raven haired male whispered out in a seductive tone as his arms continued to wrap around her securely in a loving embrace.
Orihime's heart began to beat rhythmically against her chest as she felt his amorous arms hold her gently. She exhaled a soft breath, hoping it would ease her nerves. She would have never thought she would have been in this position.
Never in her life had she believed she would feel content in the arms of the enemy. Furthermore, she never believed that Ulquiorra actually harbored any feelings of love towards her. Additionally, she never pictured herself being sixteen and pregnant. Last but not least, she never figured she wouldn't care that her lifespan was dwindling with every day.
The only thing that mattered was Ulquiorra and the fact that she was blessed with this special night with him.
Orihime stood on the tips of her toes as she leaned towards him to plant a gentle kiss upon his solid black lips, "Ulquiorra, I love you. Please make me yours tonight…" Her voice quivered with nervousness yet she was certain she was ready for this.
Ulquiorra didn't need for her to say anything else as his hands quickly removed her hakama pants in a flash, leaving her wearing only her white, silken panties. Ulquiorra then placed one of his leaden hands upon her upper thigh, pulling her closer to his aching groin.
Orihime was silently grateful for being able to take a bath earlier that night in order to shave her legs. It wasn't very often she was granted the option of shaving but she was extremely appreciative for the opportunity. Especially since she had no idea Ulquiorra would actually be touching her thigh earlier.
Ulquiorra's deep green orbs bore into hers as he grinded against the hem of her undergarments. Orihime let out a tiny gasp of surprise at the new sensation. She could feel the thickness of his manhood from underneath his hakama as it pressed roughly against her inner thighs. "Ul-Ulquiorra…" the girl whispered as she noticed his intense eyes observing her with great interest.
He slowly withdrew himself from her as he took her hand in his gently, leading her over to his bed. "As I stated before, we can take this as slowly as you wish," the Espada said in a velvety voice.
Orihime simply nodded agilely as she sat on the edge of the bed. Ulquiorra hovered over her for a moment before swooping down to brush a gentle kiss upon her pink lips. Slowly, he began to crawl on top of her, forcing her to lie down on her back. Once again, Orihime could feel her heart palpitating wildly as her head began to spin.
Ulquiorra began to kiss her fervidly and intensely, draining every last ounce of sanity that Orihime had been holding on to. He left her breathless and begging for more, making her shyness wither away with every moment that they spent entangling their tongues together. Soft moans of desire escaped Orihime's lips as Ulquiorra broke their intense kissing to shower small nibbles of across her delicate neck. As he flickered out his tongue to glide it slowly across her collarbone, he reached to cup one of her large, perfectly proportioned breasts in the palm of his hand. Orihime trembled lightly from his touch as he pinched one of her pink, perky nipples lightly.
Ulquiorra then brought his other hand to begin massaging her other breast, not wanting it to feel neglected. Much to his surprise, Orihime let out a small moan of delight, enjoying the feeling of his cold hands against her breasts. "If I had known you would have enjoyed being touched here, I would have done this a long time ago," Ulquiorra admitted as he continued to tease her peaks with his thumbs.
"Nobody has ever touched me like this before. I never knew how good it could feel," the girl confessed shamefacedly as she wound her fingers through his ebony hair.
"Then I bet this will feel even better," he told her as he bent his head down to capture one of her erect nipples in his steamy mouth. He used his tongue to continue to tease her peak as he nibbled on her breast gently, careful as to not bite her. Orihime continued to moan daintily as she enjoyed those brand new sensations. She remembered her best friend, Rangiku Matsumoto, had once told her that having her breasts played with would be pleasurable. Even so, she had no idea it would feel this enthralling!
Much to her disappointment, she felt his cold lips pull away from her aroused flesh as his hands left her burning skin. Orihime was about to pout until she felt his pallid hands caress the top of her thigh tenderly. She could feel the temperature in her cheeks rise a bit more as she realized what was going to happen next.
Ulquiorra slid his hand up her thigh slowly and tantalizingly, only stopped when he reached the edge of her panties. He took note of Orihime's flushed face, realizing that no man had ever dared to venture his hands near her womanhood. He would be the first—and only—man to be graced by such a pleasant opportunity to touch the timid woman in such a secretive place.
The Espada knelt over the bashful girl, placing a small, reassuring kiss upon her lips before slowly sliding her lacey undergarments from her ample form. "I promise that you will fully enjoy what I'm about to do to you, onna," he whispered out in a husky, flirtatious tone.
He then used the tips of his fingers to slowly trace along the inside of her thigh, teasing the girl undoubtedly. He would bring his hands further up, nearly gracing the girl's tender core before slowly drawing his fingers downwards. He could tell by her facial expression that she was growing aggravated by his taunting. He knew she wanted him; she craved him. Even so, he wanted to hear her beg.
"Are you nervous, Orihime? Or perhaps excited? Do you want me touch you?" he breathed softly into her ear as he leaned forward, enjoying the fact that more goose bumps were forming on her flesh with every passing second.
Orihime nodded slowly, a small lump forming in her throat. "Yes, yes I do…" she replied back nervously as she gazed in his enchanting jade eyes.
"Tell me what you want me to do," he answered back inaudibly, continuing to stroke her inner thighs.
Orihime could feel herself growing more and more moist between her legs as a burning desire for Ulquiorra's touch coursed through her veins. She wanted so desperately to have him satisfy that aching desire that continued to flow through her.
"I…want you to touch me, Ulquiorra-sama," Orihime responded diffidently as tore her eyes away from his intense gaze.
Ulquiorra didn't need to hear anything else as her brought one of his digits to slowly brush against her tender core. Orihime couldn't help but let out a tiny gasp as she felt his fingers leisurely stroke her clitoris tenderly. Ulquiorra could feel her wetness dampening his fingers as he fondled her sensitive clit, enjoying the soft moans the girl was emitting.
He began to rub her lower regions faster for a moment, sending spasms of pleasure to shoot through her body like a rocket. Orihime continued to let out quiet moans of delight as she felt Ulquiorra's fingers gently probe around her entrance. Moments later, Ulquiorra slowly inserted one of his fingers into her warm nether regions, listening intently to the sounds of the redhead's heavy breathing. Her moans indicated that she didn't want him to stop just there—she needed more.
Ulquiorra lightly pressed his digits inside of her deeper, feeling her tight walls clutch around his fingers. He didn't plan on thrusting in her too deep just yet with his fingers for he wanted to break her virgin innocence with himself.
"Aah, Ulquiorra…" the flaming haired princess muttered under her breath as her fingers clutched on tightly to the bed sheets beneath her.
The Espada very much liked having the girl moan out his name. Ichigo Kurosaki would have a fit knowing that the very girl he was trying to rescue was crying out the name of the enemy in pleasure. He began to thrust his fingers inside of her faster, enjoying the fact that she was moaning in sync every time his finger shoved into her.
Seconds later, Ulquiorra scooted downward in order to bend his head in front of her aching center. He withdrew his hand for a moment, causing Orihime to let out a small, frustrated groan. Even so, he wasn't about to disappoint his lady.
"Ulquiorra…What are you—" Orihime didn't even have time to finish as she felt his warm tongue flicker out to taste her wet folds. A startled gasp escaped from her throat as his tongue began to encircle her delicate nub. His hot breath tingled her sensitive area every time he breathed, causing her to writhe underneath him. Her responses to his actions caused him to nip at her bud as he continued to tease her abidingly.
"Mmm, Ulquiorra! Aah, that feels so good!" Cries of pleasure began to pour from her lips each time he nibbled and nipped at her tender clit. To increase her pleasure even more, Ulquiorra inserted one of his fingers inside of her opening, thrusting in and out of her rapidly.
So much ecstasy began to overflow within the virgin as Ulquiorra continued to lavish the girl with his skilled tongue. Her fingers clutched onto the bed sheets as something strange began to build up inside of her. Within moments, Orihime arched her back as she let out one more drawn-out cry of her lover's name as her muscles began to contract in a way they have never done before. "Ul-Ulquiorraaaaaaaa!" In seconds, she was plunged in a state of pure paradise as she felt her body release into ecstasy.
The Espada placed one more gentle kiss on the girl's swollen nub before pulling away, a small smirk threatening to make its way upon his lips. "Are you still nervous about making love to me?" He asked in an arrogant manner as he began to untie the hakama at his waist.
Orihime continued to lie on her back, panting heavily as she recovered from her recent burst of intense pleasure. Never before had she experienced something so blissful and exciting. From that moment on she knew what it meant to feel transcendental. With a tiny smile, she reached out her hand to stroke Ulquiorra's porcelain cheek, "You have no idea how wonderful you just made me feel."
The inexperienced male silently thanked himself for reading those various romance novels and all the books that were about pleasing women. More than anything he wanted to make his lover feel incredibly amazing.
And he wasn't even finished yet.
"Orihime, are you ready? I want you to know that once we begin in the actual intercourse of sex, there is no turning back," Ulquiorra told her calmly as he brought up his hand to run his fingers through her glowing hair that glistened in the moonlight.
A tiny smile spread across Orihime's rosy lips as she nodded in assurance, "I want you to make love to me more than anything in the world!"
"As you wish," the Espada replied. The roughness of his voice caused Orihime to tremble with excitement as he quickly untied the sash of his hakama pants. Orihime was shocked to find to find that he wore neither boxers nor briefs underneath his pants. She couldn't help but gape at the size of his erection, her cheeks burning brightly with astonishment.
"I-I've never seen a penis up close before…" Orihime admitted sheepishly as she couldn't take her eyes off of his nude form. Ulquiorra's lean form was more perfectly sculpted than any male model she had seen in magazines. She figured he was more endowed than most men in the human realm, as well.
Ulquiorra smirked in confidence by the girl's reaction to his bare body. It pleased him greatly to know that the girl was attracted to his physical form. If she found this form to her liking, then perhaps she would find his other from just as exceptional.
Orihime instinctively reached out her hands towards him, tracing the muscles of his abdomen with her finger tips. "Ulquiorra, may I touch you in your private area?" she asked innocently, eyes full of curiosity as she looked up towards him.
"You needn't ask, woman," was his only reply as he grabbed her wrist to direct her hand towards his aching manhood. Orihime let out a tiny, startled gasp as her fingers curled around his member. She fondled him curiously, not quite knowing how to please a man. Even so, Ulquiorra could have sworn that electricity was emitting from her probing fingers as tingles ran up his spine.
Ulquiorra found it hard to stifle his groans as Orihime clumsily pumped his swelled cock in her hands as if she was a child playing with a new toy. "Do you like it when I do this, Ulquiorra?" the inquisitive girl asked she studied his face, searching for signs of pleasure on his features.
Ulquiorra turned his gaze away from her as his pride prevented him from exposing just how much he truly enjoyed what she was doing to him. "Just do whatever you want, woman," he told her impassively.
"Oh, okay…I guess I'm just not naturally good at this kind of stuff like you are," Orihime sighed as she continued to stroke her hands up and down his throbbing cock.
Ulquiorra wanted to cry out in pleasure but that would have been completely out of his character. However, a groan escaped from his lips as he felt something slick and wet slide across the tip of his head. His eyes shot back down to the girl as he noticed her sticking out her tongue to taste him.
"What are you doing, woman?" The male asked defensively as he watched her wrap her lips around the enormous girth of his member.
Orihime's heart did tiny flip-flops as she noticed the obvious satisfaction gleaming in Ulquiorra's eyes. He was trying so hard to act tough while hiding the fact that she was actually driving him over the edge—it was rather cute.
To tease him even more, Orihime brought his cock further into her mouth as she began to gently suck on him. Raspy moans poured out from Ulquiorra's lips as he was unable to silence them anymore. Her head rocked back and forth as she tried to push his member as far back in her throat as possible without gagging.
Something began to surge through Ulquiorra as he growled deeply in his throat. How could such an inexperienced woman cause his body to respond so forcefully? Unable to take anymore, Ulquiorra pulled himself out of her mouth, narrowing his eyes at her, "Enough of this. It's time."
Orihime had no time to respond as Ulquiorra was on her in a flash, pinning her down to the bed. Her silver eyes gleamed up at him in exhilaration and excitement as a lump began to form in her throat, "Please be gentle…"
Ulquiorra placed his arms on either side of the girl as he placed the tip of his member at her entrance. "I can't guarantee this won't hurt you, Orihime, but I can guarantee that I will be as gentle as a feather."
Orihime knew that would be impossible due to his massive size as she silently braced herself, "I trust you."
Without further ado, Ulquiorra pushed himself inside of her languorously, carefully controlling his sudden urge to plunge inside of her forcefully. Even though he entered her as gently as he could, Orihime still cringed in pain, letting out a tiny whimper.
Orihime could feel intense pain itching at her lower regions, causing her to bite her lower lip. Ulquiorra couldn't help but feel guilty as he noticed the obvious pain upon her features. Even so, he had already told her that there would be no turning back. He would just have to focus on being as gentle as possible for the time being.
Ulquiorra buried himself deeper within her before letting himself settle for a moment, allowing the girl time to accommodate to his size. Her tight walls clutched around his member, making it hard for him to restrain his self-control. After several long moments, he rocked his hips forward slowly.
Orihime let out another groan of pain as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She knew he was trying his best not to hurt her and that alone was enough to give her courage to endure the pain. "I love you, Ulquiorra," she whispered softly in his ear as her fingers entangled themselves in his ebony hair.
The male slowly pulled himself out of her before sinking himself back in her roughly in an experimental matter. Orihime let out another small whimper as she dug her nails into his back. The scraping of her nails against his skin was only a minor irritation—he wasn't about to let it slow him down.
He began to thrust in and out of her, inwardly apologizing to her in his mind. Orihime's pained groans began to mold into soft moans as he continued his swift motions. The pain in between her legs was slowly beginning to disappear as sheer pleasure began to take its place.
Ulquiorra couldn't help but release his own groans of satisfaction as he continued to slide in and out of her heat rapidly. This feeling was incredible! He now could understand as to why the fools Nnoitra and Grimmjow were always so addicted to sex. It felt good; insanely good.
And after tonight, he would never be able to have sex with Orihime again.
"Aah, Ulquiorra! Please don't stop!" the girl moaned out as she squirmed underneath him, wrapping her smooth legs around his waist as he penetrated into her deeper.
A sinking feeling formed in his chest as depressing thoughts swirled through his mind like a tornado. Before he had met this woman, he had never believed in trivial things such as feelings and love. And yet, here he was making love to the most beautiful woman on Earth. He had never expected that he could feel such an intense emotion as love. Orihime Inoue was the most important thing to him in all existence.
For once in his life, Lord Aizen didn't matter. For once in his life, he didn't care about his orders. For once in his life, he was going to make a decision purely based on what he himself wanted to do. He had promised himself—and Orihime—that he was going to show her just how much she meant to him. And he knew exactly how he was going to do it.
"Ul-Ulquiorra! I'm going to-" The girl's voice hastily snapped Ulquiorra from his thoughts as he continued to pound into her. He didn't even realize that he himself was unable to take anymore.
Orihime arched her back as Ulquiorra pushed her over the edge once more, unable to hold back her orgasm any longer. She let out another loud cry of ecstasy as she was shoved into the carnal bliss, her walls clenching tightly around his thick member.
As if right on cue, Ulquiorra found himself unable to hold back his own release. Much to Orihime's surprise, Ulquiorra pulled out of her at the last second as his seed spilled across her bare stomach. Ulquiorra let out a deep groan as he climaxed, silently praising himself for his excellent timing. Pleasure washed over him as he ejaculated; a feeling he was still getting used to. For a moment, all he could see were stars and the brightness of Orihime's hair that was sprawled all over the sheets.
Orihime stared at him through half-lidded eyes as she panted heavily, the aftermath of her powerful orgasm draining her of her last bit of energy. "Ulquiorra…I don't understand. Why did you pull out? I won't get pregnant unless I have your sperm inside of me..." She managed to say in between her heavy breaths.
Ulquiorra collapsed onto the bed next to her as he closed his eyes sleepily. He didn't expect her to catch on so quickly. "Don't ask questions. Silence yourself for a moment and just lay with me."
Orihime was so confused! The whole point of them having sex was to impregnate he, wasn't it? If that was the case, then why didn't Ulquiorra cum inside of her?
"I don't understand, Ulquiorra. Please tell me why—" Orihime tried to speak but was instantly silenced by Ulquiorra placing a tender finger upon her lips.
"Just shut up and sleep, woman," he told her roughly. "I apologize for soiling your clean body with my seed. You may go rinse yourself off before you sleep but I don't want to hear any more questions."
Orihime sighed softly as she nodded. When Ulquiorra told her to be quiet, he meant for her to be quiet. She knew it'd be pointless to inquire him any further for the night. Although her body was weak and ached from the intense pleasure she had just encountered, she managed to push herself off the bed to saunter over to the bathroom in Ulquiorra's room.
Ulquiorra opened his eyes to watch the bathroom door close behind her. "I promise that I will show you just how much you to mean to me, Orihime. I will no longer be the cause of your suffering," he whispered under his breath.
Orihime used a damp rag to wipe off the remaining semen that clung to her skin. She figured she would shower in the morning to completely clean herself off. For now, she was too tired to even think anymore and needed sleep. She opened the door to the bedroom and rubbed her eyes sleepily, "Hey, Ulquiorra. Do you want to shower together in the morn—"
Much to her surprise, Ulquiorra was nowhere to be found. His clothes were no longer on the floor, leaving no trace of his presence.
Orihime found her heart sink as she crawled back into the empty bed, "Good night, Ulquiorra…" she whispered to herself silently.
Author's Note: I really hope you all enjoyed this ^_^ It was extremely complicated to write but I overall enjoyed the way it turned out…As usual, please read and review! I'll try my best to update this fic as fast as possible! I noticed that some people thought I might be discontinuing in this fanfic. NOT A CHANCE! So please be on the lookout for the new chapter! ^_^