-1"You're a fuckin' cock tease, ya know that?" Grimmjaw spat.
"You want to continue?" Ulquiorra shot him an incredulous look. "You hate me almost as much as I loathe you," he reminded as he adjusted his uniform to better conceal his bulge.
"Look at ya, you want it just as much as I do," Grimmjaw's voice nearly had that fluttery sound once again.
Ulquiorra actually turned to face the espada still reclined on the large bed. "Look, neither of us wants to be on the bottom for the other, so," he had more to his reply but was cut off.
"Who said anything about fucking? With assumptions like that, I'm likely to think to you have dirty mind," Grimmjaw gave him an audacious 'come hither' look as he reached beneath his blanket to start stroking his throbbing erection. With that, he managed to coax the purring sound out of himself this time. It was only slight, not the deep rumbling that was heard moments earlier, but enough to get Ulquiorra's attention once again.
That sound again. Ulquiorra could feel it resonate through his body and the vibrations seemed to disconnect his normally logical and emotionally detached neural pathways. So, after all that, Grimmjaw didn't want a quick screw. It seemed implausible until he had a moment to think it over. No, Grimmjaw didn't want sex, he just wanted to mess around, like the way a cat would rather play with a mouse until it died than just kill it outright. He wanted to play with Ulquiorra, which had the potential to lead to sex but was not a guarantee. During this thought process, he didn't notice how long he'd been staring at the sixth espada leisurely stroking his own cock.
Grimmjaw gave a crude chuckle that mixed with the slight purring he was able to manage. "This ain't a free show. Either get your ass back over here or get the hell out."
Ulquiorra finally gave in and, with a slight shrug as he removed his sword from his hip, returned to the bed. Once he was within arm's reach, Grimmjaw grabbed him and pulled him in for another heated kiss, this one more vicious and hungry than the last. When he felt the larger arancar's tongue begin to really explore his mouth, his first instinct was to bite down as hard as he could but he fought that urge in favor of playfully nipping at the muscle that invaded his mouth. He was rewarded when he felt more than heard the purring start in full once again.
Grimmjaw roughly pulled the smaller espada back into his lap, positioning them so their erections would press and rub together, and once pleased with that, he began to unzip the other's shirt. He was going to pull it off entirely but when Ulquiorra's dexterous fingers began to lace through his hair, he decided to stop there for the time being. The way he lightly scratched at his scalp and tugged on his messy teal hair made him arch his back and move his hands back to the other's hips so he could grind even harder against one another. He clawed and kneaded at the fabric covering the other's hips. At that motion, Ulquiorra moaned into his mouth and he knew, for sure, that his comrade wasn't planning to leave him again.
Moments later, Ulquiorra was scratching at his throat, tracing random patterns on him with his fingernails. That was when Grimmjaw broke their kiss, both of their lips decorated with traces of blood, though whose neither could be sure. He looked up into the green eyes above him which now shined with lust. He was still unsure about being touched their so intimately but when Ulquiorra's lips found the sensitive spot just below his ear he could not think to argue. Instead, he tilted his head back while renewing his efforts to remove Ulquiorra's shirt. The smaller's hand was only gone from his throat for a second while the garment was discarded, but it was long enough for him to catch a quick breath.
Once Ulquiorra was shirtless, he felt his nipples being toyed with. It was a sensation that wasn't entirely unfamiliar but definitely not something he was used to and he gasped against the skin he'd been licking and sucking on.
"You're so sensitive, Ulquiorra," Grimmjaw taunted as he continued to rub and pinch the hardened nubs of flesh. "It's because you never let anyone touch you."
"Don't say stupid things," the fourth scolded, knowing that the teal-haired arancar was right in this instance.
Not particularly liking his tone, Grimmjaw rolled them over so that he was on top. Without hesitation, he pulled away the sheet that had been covering him and set to work on the smaller espada's pants. Ulquiorra sat in shock, and possibly awe, for a few long seconds as a very naked Grimmjaw proceeded to undress him. He couldn't help being taken in by the greedy grin on his face, the lustful glint in his eyes, or the full rumble that now emanated from the other man. He was about to act when Grimmjaw's face lowered to his chest and took one of his nipples into his mouth and began to gently suck.
From his vantage point, he could easily watch Ulquiorra screw his eyes and lips shut in a feeble attempt to suppress the sounds of pleasure his body wanted to make. Grimmjaw smirked against the other's pale skin and continued to remove the rest of his clothing. He only backed away long enough to pull Ulquiorra's pants off before resuming, this time not just paying attention to the smaller arancar's chest but to his bare groin as well.
This time Ulquiorra couldn't hold back a deep throated groan at the feeling of Grimmjaw beginning to stroke and message his length. It just felt too good and part of him wanted to hate himself for enjoying it so much but the rest told him to forget his pride, for just a moment, so that he could really enjoy himself. In that moment of abandon, Ulquiorra wrapped his arms around Grimmjaw and pulled him in for a third kiss before one of his hands moved to the sixth's erection and began applying similar attentions to what he had received.
Neither of them could believe they'd fallen into such a situation but the feeling of hot flesh rubbing against hot flesh was consuming them to the point where neither could think clearly enough to care. The only thing they could think of was how much more they wanted. The friction increased as Ulquiorra pressed himself upward against Grimmjaw's strong chest, a silent plea for more contact which did not go ignored. The teal-haired espada used the opening to place his free hand on the small of the other's back and use that to hold him even closer. He could tell the man in his arms was quickly reaching his limit when the soft sighs of pleasure he was making took on a more urgent undertone so, started to back off.
Grimmjaw gave a slightly contented smile as he placed his hands on either side of Ulquiorra's head and laid down on the smaller arancar's body, covering it with his down. He continued their friction but at a much slower pace as he watched Ulquiorra agonize over whether to ask for more or simply accept the withdraw.
Finally, he spoke between panted breaths. "Why'd you stop?"
"You were about to come," Grimmjaw replied simply as he ran his finger through Ulquiorra's hair.
That comment infuriated the fourth espada but he didn't know how to respond except with an indignant glare.
"And that was getting boring…we should do something else."
Grimmjaw thought it was getting boring? Ulquiorra's mind reeled at the thought. "Then…what do you suggest?" he managed through gritted teeth.
"Well…," he pretended to think for a moment as he brought his hand from the fourth's dark hair to his pale lips, which were still stained with blood and the partial blush that covered his entire body.
Ulquiorra quickly batted the hand away, "I'm not going to suck you off."
"Hn. We'll see about that." Grimmjaw accepted the challenge, though he knew it wasn't supposed to be a challenge, and lifted himself off Ulquiorra's warm, wanting body.
They both nearly groaned at the loss of contact, especially when their erections stopped touching, as Grimmjaw turned around on top of him so that their cocks were in each others faces. Before Ulquiorra could speak, he grabbed the smaller arancar and rolled them back over so that he was on his back once again. With the pale espada kneeling over him, he slowly took the tip of his weeping cock between his lips and began to gently suck.
Ulquiorra groaned and took the hint. He began to tease the leaking slit of Grimmjaw's length with the tip of his tongue as he examined the rest. At that moment, he was a little unsure of himself. He knew what he was supposed to do but he didn't really have any experience and the size of the throbbing member wasn't something he was sure he could swallow. Regardless of this, he had to at least try, especially while Grimmjaw's mouth and rough tongue on him felt so damn good.
Grimmjaw took to playfully lapping at and sucking on Ulquiorra until his cock was coated in saliva before attempting to take his whole length into his mouth. It took a bit, but eventually he got it all and when he did Ulquiorra outright moaned at the vibrations Grimmjaw's purring created around his cock.
Grimmjaw withdrew for a moment, "You make some pretty interesting sounds there yourself," he half joked before returning to his task.
Ulquiorra blushed and was silently thankful that Grimmjaw couldn't see that. To keep himself from moaning so loudly again, he took as much of the sixth into his mouth as he could and began to suck. It wasn't as bad as he'd expected and, after a sensation so pleasurable, he had no choice but to reciprocate as best he could in hopes of getting more. After that, he wouldn't want Grimmjaw to get bored again and feel the need to stop. Luckily, that didn't seem to be the case as he felt the other arancar's large hands begin to knead at his bare ass hard enough to leave bruises, possibly cuts if he were to use his nails.
Ulquiorra gasped around the member in his mouth when he felt Grimmjaw's thumb begin to message his tight opening. It was so unexpected, though it really shouldn't have been, that he nearly lost his balance and found his chest resting on the sixth's lower abdomen. Grimmjaw felt Ulquiorra tense but did not waiver in his movements. Instead, he seemed even more determined to continue. Not that he seemed to be doing much more at the moment than just coaxing the muscles to relax.
Instead of lifting himself up to rest on his hands again, Ulquiorra continued to lay on Grimmjaw and used one of his newly freed hands to give the larger arancar a sort of warning. He began messaging his balls. Grimmjaw found this to be a most interesting tactic and continued his methodical movements until the muscle beneath his thumb began to relax. When it did, he slowly tried to penetrate it and received a rather tight squeeze on his sack, not enough to hurt too much but certainly enough to remind him that if Ulquiorra chose, he could have his nuts torn off at any moment. However, Grimmjaw liked the almost too painful pressure so it wasn't much of deterrent.
The only thing that kept Ulquiorra's lips wrapped around Grimmjaw's cock and his nose buried in teal pubic hair was the fact that Grimmjaw hadn't pulled away. In fact, he seemed to be sucking even harder. The fourth's will to withdraw was quickly quelled once again as he became accustomed to Grimmjaw's rough and invasive touches. So accustomed that he found himself enjoying the attention. The thought of Grimmjaw playing with his ass at all had never crossed his mind and the very idea that he would find it appealing was just absurd but now that it was happening, he reconsidered and slowly relaxed atop the larger espada once again.
His relaxation allowed him to take even more of the other into his mouth and open throat. He only gagged a little and only right at first. Grimmjaw was immensely impressed and pleased by this development and showed it by bobbing his head faster, letting his teeth graze the sensitive underside of Ulquiorra's member. The little bastard was close, he could feel it and even though he wanted to play for a quite a while longer, he took pity on his comrade and tried in earnest to finish him off. He took the fourth deep into his throat and concentrated on continuing his purring as he himself got closer to his release.
Ulquiorra couldn't help continuing to moan around Grimmjaw's length as the vibrations that emanated from deep inside Grimmjaw were felt all over his body especially along every inch of his aching member. When he felt he was about to lose himself, he tried even harder to bring the larger arancar into the same desperate state that he'd fallen into. Though he couldn't really tell, due to his own distractions, it was working. That is, he couldn't tell until he felt the girth in his mouth begin to pulse and shoot hot cream into his throat.
At that feeling, he pulled back, receiving a perfect view of the last couple of squirts as he felt himself spill into Grimmjaw. He felt his muscles give and the only thing that held him in place was Grimmjaw's firm grip on his backside as he hungrily swallowed all that he had to give, even sucking a little extra after he started to go soft to make sure he got it all. After that, he let go of the smaller arancar, letting his hips rest on his chest as they both caught their breath.
To Ulquiorra's surprise, Grimmjaw was still purring. He rolled off the larger espada and turned back round so they were facing one another once again and placed a hand on his rumbling chest, a gesture that appeared lazy at best. "You're still doing it," he needlessly pointed out.
Grimmjaw laughed a little, "Well, yeah I'm doin' it now. All things considered, I'm pretty content. Actually, I'm surprised it kept up after we really got going."
Ulquiorra thought about it for a moment before a smirk appeared on his face.
At the unprecedented display of emotion, Grimmjaw couldn't help asking, "What?"
"I was wrong," he told the teal-haired espada as he pushed himself up and off the large, now rather messy, bed.
"Oh no! Heuco Mundo might collapse!" Grimmjaw lazily teased as he grabbed the blankets once again. "What ever could you have been wrong about?"
Ulquiorra kept an eye on Grimmjaw while putting his clothes back on. He curled up in his bed, obviously hoping to go back to sleep after all that. "That purring, it does seem to have it's uses."
Grimmjaw lifted his head for a moment to give the fourth an expecting look.
"You give really good head," he commented as he continued to put his clothes back on.
"That's not just the purring," he licked his lips, "but I'm sure it helps."
Ulquiorra let a small chuckle slip as he finished dressing and headed for the door.
"You leave too quickly," Grimmjaw complained when the other espada's hand reached the knob on the door.
Ulquiorra turned back again, as he had the first time, taking in the sight of the sleepy teal-haired arrancar. "Unlike you, I have more important things to do than sleep all day."
"But maybe that means you'll come see me again soon," Grimmjaw continued with a shrug, before rolling over and quickly going back to sleep.
Without another word, Ulquiorra left as quietly as he'd entered. Perhaps he would return, it certainly had been an interesting experience.
