Aagh...my body...it hurt...so much...this was worse than anything I'd ever experienced before...
"You're starting to feel it, aren't you?" Syzell said with a smirk.
"Go to hell!" I yelled, trying to purge the pain and failing. Why had I become a freaking science experiment for this jerk?
"Don't you think you're going too far? Look at him..." Harribel asked, looking disgusted.
"Nonsense!" Syzell responded with a dismissive wave. Harribel walked out with an annoyed sigh and I almost wanted to beg for her to return. Syzell grinned again, injecting me with yet another syringe, this one filled with red liquid.
I screamed in agony, feeling like my very blood was boiling. "You're strong...I'll give you that." Syzell stated, his sadistic interest peaked.
"Fuck you!" I managed to snap between the waves of pain.
He just laughed, "In a few hours, we'll see if you can speak at all." And off he went, walking out.
I felt my body go limp as the pain finally solidified and it was too hard to resist it. Suddenly my restraints went loose, I dropped, hitting the floor, hard, and groaning. "Sssh, goddamn it..."
"Grimmjow?" I asked with confusion when I spotted the blue-haired panther.
"Sssh." He snapped, pulling me over his shoulder.
"Where are you taking me?" I managed to ask between my light groans of pain.
"Just hush." He snuck out the door, keeping low as he ran through the hallways. He finally stopped at a room, setting me on a bed. I uttered more groans of pain, surprised when Grimmjow took my chin, tilting my head, and looking into my eyes. "Your body is falling apart."
"No shit." I responded, feeling my stomach lurch. I might actually puke... "Why are you doing this?" I asked, though it probably wouldn't matter if I died or something.
He shrugged, "I'd have no one to fight with." He then pressed his lips to mine. Wha? Whaaa? "So just shut up and take the treatment." 'treatment'?
"What tr-?" I was cut off with another kiss. My attention being slowly drawn off of my pain as he pushed his fingers on my lower back, pulling my body up to him as he went down it with his tongue. Oh boy... I whimpered out his name, taking the pleasure he was giving me, over pain any day.
It was amazing to feel the pain ease off as his hands preformed astonishingly well; heavy rubs to my groin that matched the small circles his tongue did over my nipples. His hand slid under my waistband, continuing the carresses unobstructed by clothing, which made me moan, clawing into his shoulders.
He looked me in the eye and then grinned widely, "You make a lot of noise, whether its," He bit me and I yelped, "pain orr," He passed his tongue over my sex, making me groan for him, "Pleasure, you know it?" I thought about glaring, but it wouldn't come as he continued working me over, my moans consistent and my body pressing against him, "Let's see if you can even remember your name when I'm done with you..." I didn't even remember when he had completely removed my pants, but realized it soon enough when Grimmjow came sliding in.
I practically yelled, surprised that the bliss far exceeded any pain. Damn he was good. I barely contained my voice as he rammed in and out over and over, just barely, my lip was about to get bloody.
"Let your voice out, I had to hear your cries of pain, now let me here these." Grimmjow stated as he anchored deep.
"I haaaaate you!" I managed to scream at him, embarrassed completely. But the scream quickly turned back to moans as he rapidly rocked into me.
F. F.
"So, how did that help me?" The pleasure helped, but like I was going to admit that.
"You ask too many questions." He responded, pushing me back down on the bed, nibbling on me.
"Stooooop it!" I didn't need anymore 'treatment'...though...it seemed my body wanted it... damn.
The End!