Ah, what is with me??

"I'd like to ask you the same thing…" Memuro grumbled. "You cut off at the good part!"

"Yeah, and then disappeared again." Rakuen added, glaring at the Narrator.

My bad, my bad! Blame Kingdom Hearts for being so addicting! I'm going crazy with Re: Chain of Memories!

Rakuen smacked the Narrator on the nose. "Bad Narrator, bad."

Maaauuu…

Memuro found herself being carelessly dropped onto the soft bed as Grimmjow's warm mouth continued ravishing her. She let out a soft moan as his tongue ran along her collar bone, leaving a moist trail to her wounded shoulder.

"Grimm—ah!" She gasped, feeling something sharp digging into her wound, making fresh blood drip down onto the clean bed. Grimmjow's hands busied themselves with feeling every inch of her soft flesh. He ran his fingers along her blood stained sides, along her softly toned stomach, up until they stopped at her clothed chest.

The blue haired arrancar growled in annoyance, roughly ripping apart the offending clothing and throwing the shreds to the ground.

Memuro glared up at him. "Hey! That was my only shirt!"

He only smirked at her, moving his hands to her pants and quickly demolishing that piece of cloth as well. "I like you this way better…" Grimmjow purred, nipping at her ear.

Shudders ran through her body as his rough hands squeezed her large chest. He kneaded the soft flesh, pinching her already perky nipples as well. Memuro gasped feeling a moist tongue trail along the edge of her ear. Her hand quickly began working its own magic, stripping him of his jacket and pants quickly, and without harming the fabric.

Soft hands felt and groped at his firm, muscular body, feeling every inch of the supple skin. His body was just as amazing as it she had imagined it being. "Nngh…" She groaned, capturing his lips in a hot and forceful kiss. Peaking her tongue into his mouth, she quickly found hers being dominated by his much stronger one.

The passion blazed through her veins like wildfire, a passion that could only be satisfied by one thing. Suddenly Memuro pounced, forcing Grimmjow onto his back. She grinned fiercely, enjoying the feeling of him under her. From here she could see every wound that had been inflicted in his previous battle with Ichigo.

Just the sight of him, bloody and tired, it turned her on. "Mmm…" She purred, licking and biting at his chest, slowly making her way down.

He inhaled sharply, cursing under his breath as he felt Memuro biting down on his nipple. "Fuck…" Taking that groan as a good sign, she continued down, sucking and licking the hot, exposed flesh. When she came to Grimmjow's hallow hole, she stopped. She stared down at it before experimentally flicking out her tongue and running it along the rim of it. "Ah…fuck…" He hissed, tangling his hands in her hair.

Happily, she ran her tongue around it again, loving the way Grimmjow would react. She then continued downward, running her tongue along his large cock.

"Mmm…" Memuro moaned. The warm, erect member seemed to pulsate with desire. She took the flesh into her mouth, careful of her teeth as she did so. She lowered her head onto it, until there were tears staining her eyes, and then slowly and torturously pulled back. And again, she took in as much as she could, then slowly pulled back. Faster and faster she began bobbing her head.

"Hah…!" Suddenly, she felt two strong hands grab her hips, and turn her so a soft tongue could lap at her warmth. Despite her surprise Memuro continued sucking and bobbing on the member in her mouth, moving in pace with Grimmjow's actions.

He sucked on the already moist opening, enjoying the salty taste of his lover. He flicked his tongue along her clit, taking note of the way she writhed when he did. Reaching down to grope her chest again, he delved his tongue into the warmth, pushing deeply into her.

The bobbing had stopped, but a hand began pumping at the base. The shinigami continued sucking and running her tongue along the tip of his cock. Both hands also seemed to preoccupy themselves, one pumping viciously while the other gently massaged his balls. She rolled and kneaded the soft flesh carefully in her hand, giving it a light squeeze at the end.

Hissing again, Grimmjow continued to suck. He quickly pumped his tongue in and out of the tight warmth as one of his hands left one of her large breasts and instead rubbed and fondled her clit. An approving gasp was heard from the shinigami, a gasp which sent endless amounts of pleasure through the arrancar. "O-oh…Fuck…" He hissed again, lapping lightly at the opening.

Moans vibrated through her throat, only sending more shocks of pleasure coursing through her partner, and herself. She could feel herself coming closer to some sort of peak. The way that he moved his tongue was driving her crazy; she was beginning to forget about her part as well.

The blue haired arrancar growled, his passion escalating as he pulled her off of him.

"Grimmjow…?" Memuro asked, disappointed at the new development.

Just as suddenly as he had pulled her off, he pulled her right back onto him, seating her forcefully on his erection. "Shut…up." He groaned. Feeling her tight walls around him was really starting to drive him crazy.

"Ah…!!" She moaned in reply. She couldn't help but squirm slightly; it was rather uncomfortable at first. Carefully he began lifting her up again, slowly at first, and sliding her back down. Her hands rested against his chest as he continued sliding her up and down.

She quickly adjusted to the new position and began moving herself up and down, faster and faster. Her two large breasts bounced freely as she rode him. Grimmjow's hands took hold of those breasts, squeezing them harshly. The distance between them closed as he connected their lips together. He bit at her lips violently, leaving them bloody and bruised.

A muffled gasp escaped those bloody and bruised lips as he rolled her over on her back. With his new position of having Memuro pinned to the bed he slammed into her harder, hitting her deeper than he had before.

The urgency of the thrusts and the passion of the kiss were taking her to a whole new level. She, too, began thrusting her hips to meet his. Harder, faster, she wanted more. More friction, more passion, more fire, just more!

Her hands became lost in the blue tangles of hair that fell around his neck as she ground her chest against him. It was coming, she could feel it. The climax, that sweet euphoria she was longing for. "A-ah, Gr-Grimmjow…" Her breathing was ragged and her thrusts were becoming faster and more desperate. "I-I'm gonna…"

Moving his mouth to her throat, he continued his biting and sucking. He could feel it too; she was becoming tighter, making it harder for him to hold himself back. Moans vibrated endlessly through the throat he was ravishing. A loud groan resounded through his own throat as he felt their pace increase further.

Memuro felt it, her whole body seemed to convulse as she moaned in pleasure, finally finding herself at that epitome of bliss. In turn Grimmjow too felt his whole body shake as he came, satisfaction filling him as he shot his hot, sticky seed into her and fell against her. After a moment he had finally caught his breath, and he carefully slid out of her warmth and sat up. She groaned in response, stretching and leaning back further.

As he watched her body, taking in the beauty that she really was, he found himself becoming hard again. Turning to her he grinned lustfully. "Ready for round two?"

"How about something…a little different?" She purred, watching him with equally lust filled eyes.

She moved her hand to her opening, pushing two fingers in and smothering them with her juices. Grimmjow looked at her curiously, trying to figure out exactly what she was planning. His cock grew harder and more erect as he watched her pump her fingers in and out.

She then took that juice covered hand and smothered her breasts with it. Sitting up she then pushed her lover down, leaning over and taking his cock between her large breasts. Memuro then began sliding his member up and down between those breasts.

The arrancar groaned, bucking his hips along with her pumping. This strange, new sensation was sending shockwaves of pleasure through him. He could hardly control himself when he felt her wrap her mouth around the head of his member. She twirled her tongue around the head, taking her time to slowly drag out as much pleasure as she could.

Sucking harshly she moved her breasts quicker and quicker, feeling his thrusts become more and more pressing. She swirled her tongue, running it along the whole head of the engorged flesh. "Mmm…" She moaned, letting the vibrations send even more pleasure to her partner.

He groaned in reply, bucking his hips again, feeling the head go deeper into her mouth. Everything she was doing felt amazing. The way she'd lick the head in small circles, the way she'd squeeze his member between her breasts as she was sliding it up and down, it was driving him wild.

Faster she moved, tightening her breasts around his large cock as she moved. He could feel his climax quickly approaching, and began thrusting faster as well. Their motions fell in synch with each other as she continued sucking on the tip.

"Ah…" He groaned, feeling that exhilarating sensation of climax take over his senses. One last groan was heard from him as Grimmjow shot his seed into her happily awaiting mouth. She sucked softly, making sure to swallow every last drop.

"Mmm…delectable…" Memuro grinned up at him, crawling up to lay next to him.

Smirking down at her, he pulled her up to rest comfortably against his chest. "I bet."

Exhaustion was washing over the purple haired shinigami as she listened to the soft, rhythmic beats of his heart. She could feel that the wound on her back had opened again, but at the moment she didn't really care.

All that mattered was that she was with him. And that's all.

Mmm…I'm not as satisfied with this lemon for some reason. Maybe I tried too many things…

"I'm plenty satisfied!" Memuro grinned, wiping the drool from the corner of her mouth. "Grimmjow's amazing…"

"It wasn't horrible." Rakuen smirked.

I'll take that as a compliment. Anyway, so now that that's done, we can move back to the story…Oh fuck, I don't even know what I'm doing with the story next. Ah well! I'll find something.