Hello All! :]
I'm so glad I got positive feedback on my fic! That means so much to me! 3
Well, here is part two...and I certainly hope I don't disappoint anybody! This is the follow-up to my first installment, and it's more Grim x Ulqui. So...if you are a new visitor, and have not read the first chapter by a strange chance, then please take the time to understand that you will be looking at Yaoi and if this is something you are not interested in, then please do not go any further.
Okay, so...I hope everyone enjoys what I wrote! I am rather happy with it. It's late, and I just kind of sat down and threw this together in less than an hour. I read over it a few times, so I hope I caught all of my mistakes. If I did not, I apologize. As I mentioned before....it's LATE! ;-;
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Disclaimer: I do NOT own Bleach!
The next day, Ulquiorra went about his business as he usually would; quiet and distant. Nothing seemed to faze him, as it normally would happen. This, of course, went unnoticed simply because it was well-known behavior for the Fourth Espada.
He walked with a blank expression painted on his immaculate, doll-like face; his footsteps barely made a sound. Behind him, his garments were flowing in sync with the graceful movement its owner was producing. The long corridor was serene and mute, mostly because Ulquiorra had learned to block unwanted noises out. Tiny rays of sunlight peeked through the window, illuminating Schiffer's path, and danced off his deep emerald irises. It did not matter to him either way, if it were dark or light. Nothing could shift his mood.
Last night played over and over again in Ulquiorra's mind. Though it was, at the time, an enjoyable experience, the Fourth did not want it to reoccur. He would simply have to keep telling himself that, in order to believe it. In a way, he felt used. However, Ulquiorra was certain that he was using Grimmjow as well. Again, this was something to be reiterated enough in order to credit the idea.
Ulquiorra decided that the more he and Grimmjow were to see each other in such ways, the more he would grow attached. This was something that could not happen. Deep down inside, he was afraid of that concept. Shaking his shoulders once, and releasing a soundless sigh, Schiffer proceeded to make way toward his personal room.
Earlier, he had worked around Grimmjow and made certain that there was as little physical contact as possible. He managed to say absolutely nothing to the sexta, while completing his tasks. Looking into those dazzling blue eyes, however, was the most difficult part. He remembered his face growing warm, and then immediately vacating the premise. There really was something about Jeagerjaques that instilled some sort of powerful sensation within him. Not being able to quite place a finger on it, Ulquiorra convinced himself that this feeling was a dangerous one. The Fourth just supposed that he could go on living his days as he had before, and cover his affection with outward disdain. That would work, for now.
Interfering with his thoughts, as usual, a hand clasped over his shoulder. Turning his head quickly, Ulquiorra glared at who he least wanted to see.
"Go away," he advised, simply. Growling, Grimmjow did not want to accept 'no' as an answer.
"You little shit! What the fuck makes you think 'ya can't even fuckin say a damn word to me today?" as much as he did not want to admit it, Grimmjow was a bit disappointed; this was his own way of showing it. Raising a fist, he went on "...I oughtta jus' beat the shit outta 'ya for bein' such a prick!"
With the desire to laugh, Ulquiorra kept a perfectly straight face and replied softly. "You wouldn't."
"Oh yea?? Well let's see about that!" Grimmjow made a move as if he were going to hit his superior, but was caught just as quickly. Ulquiorra took the sexta's hand and shoved him away harshly, demonstrating how simple that was for him. Being slammed against the wall, Grimmjow paused to stare at Schiffer for a moment.
"Now, stop it." The Fourth instructed, almost monotone. Watching Jeagerjaques remain still and silent pleased the smaller Arrancar; he liked it when things were quiet. Unfortunately, this did not last for long.
"Hey, I 'aint done with you yet!" Grimmjow lunged forward and pushed Ulquiorra, by the shoulders, against the opposite wall. Pushing back, Ulquiorra shoved his subordinate off of him, holding him in the position he was placed in just seconds earlier.
"Well, I'm done with you," The Fourth gazed directly into the very eyes that seemed to place him under an unwanted hypnotic spell. Not being able to reply, Grimmjow managed to free one of his arms, reach a hand up to grab his superior's face, and pull it close.
"You're such'a liar…" Jeagerjaques murmured before claiming The Fourth's lips in a harsh fashion. Barely gasping, Ulquiorra's eyes were open wide and he was almost frozen in time. As much as he wanted to be kissing the sexta, Schiffer attempted to drive him away with brute force. Laughing into the lip-lock, Grimmjow fought back and was able to hold Ulquiorra down once for a brief moment. Just as their actions got stronger, so did their kiss. Not only was it a battle of strength, but it was a battle of passion as well. Ulquiorra, too busy trying to move away, was unaware of how he panted each time their lips touched and parted; one could say it was being enjoyed. Down, beyond his tall stone barrier, The Fourth knew that he could have easily won this fight. Something was holding him back. Something was allowing him to participate in this ridiculous activity.
As the two were shoving each other around and kissing violently, a figure watched from the shadows. Carelessly being incapable of picking this up, the duo proceeded to lick and suck at each other in the most visible way.
"Open…door…" Grimmjow insisted, pressing Ulquiorra against the wooden frame that so stubbornly separated them from the privacy they should have sought out in the first place.
"Be…quiet…I…know what I am doing, you fool!" Schiffer hissed as he attacked the sexta with a series of disciplinary kisses. Clumsily, he reached over to turn the knob and stumbled back with Grimmjow on top of him. Ulquiorra kicked the door shut and remained on the floor for a minute, pulling softly at Grimmjow's lower lip with his teeth. Jeagerjaques was in a bit of shock from how much expertise the smaller one displayed in the kissing genre, which made him erupt from the inside out.
"Fuck, what you do to me…" Grimmjow groaned, grinding himself against his small partner. Ulquiorra looked up at Jeagerjaques with flushed cheeks, and grabbed the sexta up.
"No. You truly have no idea, do you?" Schiffer asked quietly, while he threw the tanned beauty on his bed. Clearly amused by this, Grimmjow watched as The Fourth climbed on top of him in a very subtle, yet enticing, sort of way. Ulquiorra's body was warm, skin turning a bit pink, and his hair, dark and damp, hung low over his eyes; it was the most ravishing thing The Sixth could bare to witness.
"Fuckk…" Grimmjow whined, searching the other Arrancar's large, bright, eyes. For once, the sexta felt as if he was drowning in Ulquiorra's very essence; his reiatsu was nearly choking him.
"Is that what you would like to do?" Schiffer questioned in that demure tone of his, whilst stroking through Grimmjow's lovely cerulean locks of hair.
"What the fuck do you think? Fuck yea, I do!" he grinned widely and arched his back so that their crotches would touch. As much as Grimmjow was concerned, things were just getting started. This was about to be an interesting evening…
Outside, the voyeur stepped out from his hiding spot and cracked a smirk.
"Well, well…" he spoke "…won't Aizen-sama care to hear about this?" he laughed until his shoulders shook, and strode away.
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Well, what did you think?
I really didn't want to go the sex route, so in my next chapter...I will try something different. Who knows what I'll think of next? I kind of like where I'm going with this, and I have a handful of ideas! So...Cheers! (And I hope to receive some delightful feedback?)
Much love.
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