AN: Part 2

He never felt attraction to any other being before, but he thought of this woman as beautiful. Whether or not their mission and the fact she'd be the mother of his child played any factor in his judgement held no importance. All that mattered was that there was something about her that strongly appealed to him, drawing various reactions out of him. His hands met with the flowy pants of her outfit, his fingers curling beneath the waistband and pushing the pants down her legs, taking her underwear down along with them. After she was free from all clothing he removed his own hakama pants so they were both completely bare. Kissing her hard, his fingers found their way between her legs, one slipping inside of her as his thumb worked that steadily swelling nub. The effects were instant, her back arching as she moaned into his lips and her lower regions growing wet with her natural lubricant. He thrust his finger in and out of her slowly, rubbing her with his thumb gently. When he felt she was wet and loose enough he tenderly entered a second finger, making sure it didnt hurt her.

As soon as she felt his second finger push into her, a wave of pleasure shot through her. Not only was he stretching her more, he had unintentionally pressed against that sensitive spot inside her. She released a shaky breath, pulling him closer as his fingers began moving again. Before long she couldn't resist the urge to buck against him, pressing her hips to his, causing his fingers' movements to stop. He leaned closer to her, his mouth beside her ear as he breathed out her name and removed his fingers from her core. He immediately replaced them with something hot and firm, and she didnt have to look to know he was grinding himself against her. The feeling was all too much to bear, and she pressed herself harder against his hips, silently pleading for him to enter her. He didnt disappoint. Getting the message, she felt him readjust himself and enter her, once again the sensations driving her wild. Afraid he'd hold back, she pulled him down against her, her breasts pressing firmly to his chest. She bit his ear softly before whispering softly.

"Don't hold back...Ulquiorra-kun..." His hips that had been pulling back slowly immediately slammed against hers as he plunged deep into her hard and fast.

"Are you sure you want that, onna? I could hurt you." His voice was breathy and strained, as though talking alone was strenuous. Her hands found their way to his Hollow hole on his back, her fingers tracing around the edge causing him to shudder very lightly, hardly noticeable but there.

"I'm positive...please Ulquiorra..." Even though he never thought he would be rough with her, given his non-violent nature, he felt a powerful urge to slam her into the bed with all of his strength. Remind her that he was a powerful and deadly creature, his gentle side only ever being shown to her. Her request completely rid him of self control, and he immediately withdrew from her before slamming back into her roughly, knowing her grunt did not mean she wanted him to be gentler. The way one of her hands found their way to the back of his head and tightly gripped his hair told him that. He repeated his rough thrust, grunting himself from the effort and pleasurable sensations. He bit down on her neck as he continued to plough deep and hard into her, hearing the headboard bang against the wall with each movement. As time passed he felt the bite of her fingernails digging into his back, dragging down and leaving faint scratches. She couldn't penetrate his hierro, but she could leave red streaks that brought pain along with them. Strangely, the pain didnt distract him, instead encouraging him to continue his pounding.

She had always thought rough sex was out of her taste and comfort zone, sounding like it'd be extremely painful and practically rape. She was very surprised that each rough thrust into her wasn't painful, instead extremely pleasurable. She could feel his member reaching deep inside her, as deep as he possibly could go, her hips being forced down into the bed beneath them. There was a twinge of pain, but she didnt even notice it compared to the amazing sensations she was feeling added to the fact Ulquiorra was only like this for her and because she asked. His mouth moved down her neck, biting and sucking on a new section of her skin. As his mouth moved she heard his labored breathing, and her lower abdomen and thighs tingled. He never broke his calm composure, yet here he was, pounding into her like an animal with hard breaths as he bit her neck. The hand in his hair accidentally brushed against his helmet, and he immediately withdrew his mouth from her neck gasping for breath. His thrusts didnt slow in the least, but she feared she had hurt him. She stroked the back of his head, speaking between pants. "Sorry..."

"Don't..." He let out a grunt as he buried himself into her. "...be ridiculous... Do it again...please..." The 4th Espada was practically begging her to do something, despite never asking anything. How could she possibly refuse? She kept her hand fisted in his hair, moving the other to the side of his helmet, lightly running her fingers down the ridges. He groaned, wrapping his arms around her lower back and lifting her hips off the bed, sinking his teeth into her neck yet again as he pounded impossibly deeper into her. She instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist, feeling him release his hold around her.

This woman was going to be the death of him. He never would've thought his hollow fragment could be so sensitive especially when it came to this, and now she was driving him insane with her light caresses. He moved one hand to grip hers, stopping it before he absolutely lost it, his other hand fisting in the comforter beneath her. "That is enough..." He moved his hand to grip the headboard, needing something more solid than the fabric to hold onto as his finish approached. His free hand smoothed over the woman's soft skin, holding her hips steady as his movements became more erratic. His breathing had turned into harsh panting, something that would've normally made him feel weak. His grip on the headboard tightened and he knew if he looked at the woman beneath him he'd finish on the spot. He could feel her panting, her breath tickling his skin. He lifted his head slightly, his eyes shut tightly as he prolonged this as long as he could. Suddenly her breath hitched, his name spilling from her mouth in a long moan. Her walls clamped down on him the tightest they'd ever been, contracting and squeezing him. He opened his eyes as a result, the sight of her breaking his resistance. Red faced, mouth agape as she struggled for breath, eyes clenched shut, her hair messy and splayed everywhere, a layer of sweat coating her skin... He slammed his hips against hers one last time, getting as deep as possible inside her, her name rumbling off his tongue in the form of a growl as he spilt into her, the loud crack of wood audible but ignored as stars filled his vision.

Her orgasm had been her most powerful one yet. Her senses completely shut off as waves upon waves of pleasure racked through her, the only things breaking through being his low growl as he uttered her name and the feeling of him deep inside her, shortly joined by the feeling of his cum erupting inside of her, coating her walls and quickly overflowing, dripping out onto the bed. As she came back to earth and slowly opened her eyes, she was in awe of the sight before her. Her emotionless guard, her kidnapper turned mating partner with his eyes tightly shut, his teeth clenched, his cheeks tinted with crimson and a single droplet of sweat trailing slowly down the side of his face. He was strangely beautiful in a certain way in this state. As the streams of fluid lessened and eventually ceased, his facial expression slowly relaxed, his lips covering his teeth once more, his jaw smoothing, his eyes easing and slowly opening, gazing at her with that soft look that was only for her.

He stayed inside of her, pressing his forehead to hers as their breathing slowed. He lowered her onto the bed, her legs barely managing to stay hooked around his waist due to the lack of strength left in her legs. He tilted his head to kiss her gently as he withdrew from her. It was only then he realized what the loud crack had been.

He pressed his lips to her cheek lightly before he leaned back onto his heels, his hand fisted around something as his face slowly lost the crimson touch. He stared at the thing in his hand, and as she squinted her eyes she made it out to be a chunk of wood. Tilting her head back to look behind her, she noticed a piece of wood missing from the top of the headboard and a large crack scarring the once flawless surface, the split going beyond the pillows out of sight. She looked back at Ulquiorra just as he blinked slowly and curled his fingers around the wood again, his gaze slowly moving away from his hand. Suddenly he tensed up, his eyes locked between her legs.

"Onna, if I had hurt you you should have informed me."

"Wha...what?" She sat up confused, peering between her parted legs. Mixed with their combined fluids was a tint of red, a very small stream of blood leaking out of her. "Oh... I didn't even notice..."

"We will not engage in such rough intercourse again." He dropped the piece of wood off the bed, before pulling away from her slightly to better observe the injury. Why hadn't the woman told him he was hurting her?

Orihime felt extremely bad. She didnt even feel the pain and Ulquiorra was worrying over the small wound he had caused. She reached out to touch his face, drawing his emerald gaze back to hers.

"Ulqui-kun...please... You didn't hurt me... I didnt even feel it."

"You are bleeding onna. Clearly you sustained an injury."

"Ulquiorra...please. I'm fine. It felt really good... Sometimes people bleed without actually being hurt... Like brushing my teeth sometimes makes my gums bleed for no reason. Please don't worry yourself... In fact..." She brought her knees further in so she could shift her body, leaning closer to the Espada before her and kissing him firmly. "I want to go again... If you're willing..." Before he could protest about the bleeding, which had already stopped, she kissed him again, running her hand down his chest. He was tense and hesitant at first, but finally gave in to the kiss pulling her against him.

"Very well. It will increase our chances...but if you feel any pain, stop me. I do not wish to hurt you, onna..." He pressed his forehead to her shoulder, ashamed he had hurt the only living creature he ever cared for. She rubbed his back.

"Of course, Ulquiorra. Now why don't we get started? You know I wouldn't ask for another round if I hadn't thoroughly enjoyed our last." Seduction was evidently her aim. He pulled away from her shoulder, studying her face.

"So be it. But we will not be doing so here."

"What do you m-" he threw her clothes on her, quickly dressing himself as she followed his lead. He picked her up then and sonido'd to the top floor. He set her down, walking to a small door in the wall that didn't touch the floor and opening it.

"Ladies first." He stood aside and guided her inside the small corridor before climbing in himself, shutting the door behind him.

"What's going on?"

"I'm taking you above the canopy. You'll see why soon enough."

They had to walk with their heads down the whole way, coming upon some stairs leading to a door in the roof. Ulquiorra opened it, crawling through before helping pull her up, shutting the door behind her.

"Espadas ranked 4 and above are not allowed to release within Las Noches. Our riatsu could destroy the dome. Would you be opposed to engaging in intercourse with me while I'm in my released form?"

"I-is that safe?"

"If I felt it unsafe..." His hand reached out to cup her cheek, his gaze softening as he leaned closer to her. "Do you believe I would even consider it?" After discovering that unrestrained intercourse hadn't harmed her and brought her pleasure, he wondered if she'd enjoy herself while he was in his released form. Surely it can't be much different, as it was still his anatomy, but he still needed her permission. Her enjoying herself could increase their chance of conceiving, and his sperm might be more potent in this form.

"I guess not... If you want we can try it..."

"It is your decision Orihime. We can go back to my chambers if you are uncomfortable."

"I'm fine... Ok." Within a split second she had her lips pressed firmly to his, nearly causing him to have to step back to rebalance himself. "Let's try it." He kissed her gently then before taking a couple steps back.

"Wait here. I am unsure if my release will cause my riatsu to flare too strongly for you to handle. I will return shortly." With that he turned and walked between the huge pillars, disappearing from sight. Walking to the nearest one, Orihime leaned her back against it and slid down the side, wondering how long he'd be. She focused on what they had experienced just in the last hour, ad what they were planning to do now. She felt herself throb once as excitement pumped through her veins, making her impatient for him to return. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back against the pillar, wondering just how long he's been gone. Within a few minutes she felt his riatsu approaching, but stronger and foreboding. She opened her eyes to look at him, amazed by his release. His helmet covered the top of his head, two horns protruding from each side. His uniform had become a long cloak, tight fitting at the top and loose at the bottom. He had grown huge bat wings, his tear markings darker and wider, and his fingernails covering nearly the entire length of his fingers. She must've been staring, because the deep sound of his voice broke through her thoughts.

"Do I frighten you in this form?"

"N-no! Of course not!"

"You were staring." He walked over to her casually as she stood up, dusting herself off. He reached out and laid a hand softly against her cheek, and she could see her reflection in his eyes. "Do you still wish to go through with this?"

She nodded her head, wrapping her arms around him, her hands coming in contact with silky fur around the base of his wings. She pulled him flush against her body, kissing him softly but letting her tongue slip against his lip. He pushed his body to hers, pinning her back against the pillar as he kissed her, his hands resting on her waist.

"then we will continue. However, we will do nothing where we stand now." Before she could say anything, he picked her up and sonido'd behind another pillar, away from the door. "Here we won't have to worry about being seen, and we can sense if someone is approaching." His mouth attacked her neck yet again, his body meshing against hers as he placed kisses down her neck, biting areas that were not marked the last time. Her legs immediately parted just a little as a soft moan tore from her throat, but he shifted himself between her thighs without hesitation. He felt his male anatomy harden as her hot core pressed against him, her aroused scent filling his nostrils and making it hard to think. He felt for her zippers again, noticing they weren't completely closed and barely held anything shut. As he removed her clothing from her for the second time that night, her hands searched for the zipper on his own clothes, almost giving up right before they found their target. He was surprised at how quickly she figured out how to undo the confusing zippers around his hollow hole, but he chose not to focus on it, instead replacing her hand and pulling the zipper the rest of the way down his torso. Her fingers ran along his helmet as he did so, encouraging him to hurry. Once his clothing hung open he could no longer wait, not bothering to remove it completely before grinding his hips against hers, pulling her now bare legs around his waist and pinning her to the pillar. His open garment fell around her, covering them from the eyes of any bypassers should there be one. His wings folded, further blocking them from anyone's view and locking them away in privacy, alone surrounded by black, the outside world shut out as they enjoyed each other's presence.

Orihime could feel his hardness pressed to her entrance, and judging by the feeling as he ground himself against her, he was the same in this form as he was originally. She tightened her legs around his waist , drawing him closer and causing the tip of him to slip in slightly. He stilled his hips, opening his eyes to gaze into hers before kissing her gently, slowly entering her. She was still wet and sensitive from her orgasm earlier, allowing him to slip in easily, causing very minor pain and amazing pleasure. She let out a quiet moan, pulling him closer. His rhythm was slow yet forceful, reminding her of one of their previous encounters. "Does it hurt?" His voice was monotone as usual, but with that softness he only used for her.

"N-no... It feels good..." He bit down on her neck lightly, gently pulling her hips from the pillar. He positioned her so her legs were supported by his hips but her rear was still pressed to the column behind her.

"Inform me immediately if I hurt you, onna..." He withdrew from her slowly, pausing a brief moment before slamming back into her, burying himself deep inside. He listened for any signs of pain, but all we was met with were moans of pleasure, the sound driving up his desire. He pulled back and rammed into her yet again, pushing her back into the pillar. He continued his rough handling of her, indulging himself in her sweet noises. His hands found their way to her posterior, squeezing lightly trying to get another noise from her. Her surprised but pleased groan set fire to his veins, causing him to press his forehead to her shoulder as he picked up the pace, moving in and out of her relentlessly. He could feel her natural lubricant coating his organ, fully aware of the small puddle forming beneath them. She seemed to very much like this type of intercourse, not that he would complain.

She felt his lips kissing down her chest, stopping between her breasts and biting gently as his right hand moved to squeeze her left breast. The feeling made the pleasure she was experiencing increase quite a bit, causing a shudder to run over her body.

He thought back to what he discovered when he had used his mouth on her, kneading her mass of flesh beneath his fingers. He moved his mouth to her other breast, sucking on the peak there to judge her reaction. The hand fisting in the fur on his back as she gasped told him all he needed to know. He continued, running his tongue over the hard bump as he continued to pump inside of her. He knew he was losing himself to his baser, animalistic needs, and quite honestly he didnt care. This woman was valuable enough that he could overlook that fact and fully give himself to her, and he knew she would never discuss what they did whilst alone with anyone. Straightening himself out, he moved his mouth to her neck, sucking on the hollow in her throat, enjoying how it made her squirm and make noises. Her legs tightened around him, her body tensing up but her walls just barely pulsing. He knew she was close, and slowed his hips until he came to a complete stop, half of him inside. He took a moment to calm his breathing, moving his head away from her neck to gaze into her chocolate eyes. "Onna... Do you think you can hold off a while longer?" She was flustered and breathless, her eyes hazed over as she tried to calm her own breathing.

"Y-yeah...why...?"

He leaned closer to her, pressing his face just below her jaw, kissing her neck with careful gentleness.

"I wish for us to finish at the same time, Orihime..."

Every time he addressed her by name caused her heart to flutter. She ran her hand up his back lightly, closing her eyes halfway.

"Ok Ulqui... Just give me a minute..."

"Your wish..." His lips pressed to her skin again. "Is my command." And so the two stayed how they were, panting and holding onto each other. After a fair amount of seconds, Ulquiorra pressed forward gently, fully seating himself inside as he waited for her to say she was ready. When she did, he pulled out slowly before burying himself forcefully inside her depths again, quickly building his pace and force again. He could feel himself drawing close after a few thrusts, and pulled her nearer to him, her hips coming away from the pillar as his chest pressed to hers while his mouth found her lips, making her lean back slightly. A hand fisted in his fur and the other in his hair, her lips melding to his as he kissed her feverishly, his hips pounding impossibly faster and harder into hers. Her gasps, sighs, and moans only made it harder for him to stop, not that he had plans to. Her walls were trembling around him, her nails digging into his hierro hard enough to cause a tiny scratch that didnt quite draw blood. He broke the kiss only for a split second to whisper her name against her lips before reclaiming her mouth, forcing himself deep inside her, as far as he could go, feeling her walls clamp down around him right as that first gush of fluid erupted out of him. Fierce pleasure raked through his body, and he couldn't help digging his nails into the skin of her thighs as his lips meshed with hers. He wouldn't dare open his eyes even if was able to, only wanting to enjoy this moment as much as possible. Being one with the only living being he cared about, their synchronized climaxes, her lips desperately moving against his as they both shuddered with their peaks. This feeling was too precious for him, and he could feel that his fluids were gushing out with more force and in greater volume than before, the sensations making him cling to the woman in his hands desperately, trying not to cry out in sheer overwhelming bliss. He could tell by the force of her mouth against his the same could be said for her.

Once the last drop of his ejaculate had been squeezed out of him by the woman's contracting walls, all strength left him. He leaned against her, pressing her to the pillar as his knees bent, barely supporting their weight. He panted heavily, just barely opening his eyes to meet her half lidded gaze, her eyes glassy and distant. He knew his were in the same state, his lids closing in a slow tired blink. He pressed his lips to the corner of her agape mouth with tenderness, using what little strength was in him to pull his half hard member out of her. He wrapped his arms around her back, pressing his face to her neck as he took a shaky step back, fumbling into a semi sitting position before falling onto his back, holding the woman to him. Her face buried itself in his neck, and he found himself rubbing her back lightly as his wings wrapped around her. They simply stayed like that for awhile, both fighting to catch their breath. As usual, he was the first one to recover, although not completely. He was still worn out but his breathing was almost back to normal. He knew once they got back he'd be asleep within minutes. This girl... Even his most intense battles hadn't tired him as much as she had. He felt her shift to press against him in an affectionate way, "cuddling" seemed to be the human term. "Can we stay like this..." Her voice was pleading, and tired. As much as he resented doing it, he had to deny her that request.

"Onna, you know we can't stay here."

"But you're so...comfortable..."

"If you wish to we can resume this position when we reach my sleeping chambers." His hand found hers, gently holding it.

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Ok...just...lets stay here for a few minutes..."

"You will fall asleep. But I suppose I can carry you back if you do."

"Thanks..."

And so he fulfilled her request, allowing her to rest on top of him for a short while before gently sitting up, keeping his wings around her. He lowered his riatsu and eased out of his release, keeping the woman close. His cloak reverted back to his coat and hakama, the former being open as the latter sat on his hips, sash tied and all. He stood, cradling the barely awake woman in his arms. "Hm... Do we have to go back..."

"Yes, Orihime. You may sleep if you so wish." A grumble was his answer, her drowsiness rendering her unable to speak. He walked over to her discarded clothes, bending his knees until he came to a squat, moving her legs over his knees as he moved his hand to her clothes, clutching them before moving his arm back under her knees, her clothes still in hand as he made his way to the door. With some difficulty he made it through the corridor into the hallway, sonido'ing back to his room. He carried the woman to his bed, gently laying her down and moving the comforter over her as he climbed in beside her, the white drape around the bed closing with a soft swish. She pressed herself against him again, her face against his bare chest and her arms around him. She let out a light humming sound, clearly settled and comfortable in his presence. It was amazing how fast their relationship had made a complete turnaround. Of course not only had they engaged in intimate interactions numerous times, but they had seen more sides to each other and developed an understanding of one another. Proof of that was how she was pressed against him, still naked and nearly asleep. She mumbled lowly, the words taking a few moments for him to understand, her completely drifting off to sleep before he could respond. He simply held her, twirling his fingers in her long hair as he listened to her steady breathing. After a few peaceful moments he pressed his mouth to the top of her head, careful not to wake her.

"Your affections are reciprocated, onna..." With that, he held her closer in a protective manner, and slipped into the same unawareness as she, welcoming the much needed sleep.

He was awoken approximately two hours later, the woman pressing herself closer against him, shuddering lightly. He opened his eyes and looked down at her, discovering her side of the blanket had been thrown off somehow while she was sleeping. He reached down and pulled the comforter over her, holding her close to help warm her. She was still asleep, only conscious enough to press herself to him in an attempt to retain her body heat. He felt a strange sensation in the vicinity of his Hollow hole as he realized how trustful she was of him. He held her near to him, pulling his coat around her so she was closer to him and able to warm up quicker. The feeling of her so close to him while at ease contented him, and he soon found himself drifting back to sleep.