This was beginning to become bothersome.

It was more of a game of tag than anything. Grimmjow let out a growl of frustration, "Sit still so I can kiss you!"

Hisagi scoffed, "As if I would."

"A man's gotta get some action somehow."

Again, Hisagi was offended by his words. He was under the impression that he had meant something to Grimmjow, but he had forgotten just who exactly he was dealing with. A ruthless killer, a monster. His reiatsu sparked again, and Hisagi winced. Grimmjow laughed heartily, "I thought you shinigami weren't really affected by things like that."

Hisagi frowned, his body becoming numb, "It's because you're too close, bastard."

"That's no way to talk to your playmate."

His fingers twitched in an attempt to feel them. His movements were slowed, but he'd never let that hinder him in this game. Grimmjow hungrily licked his lips, his eyes sizing Hisagi up. He purred again, and Hisagi had almost forgotten that they were under constant surveillance.

"You are acting rather brazenly for someone that's being watched."

Grimmjow shrugged, lunging out at Hisagi. Hisagi shunpo-ed away, only to have Grimmjow in front of him. He gasped loudly, the arrancar's mouth instantly tackling his own. Hisagi practically melted. Despite Grimmjow's off-putting nature, his lips were soft and surprisingly gentle. Hisagi's first kiss years ago wasn't even this good.

He felt his tongue move in, a jolt of electricity shocking from his mouth, down his throat, and brewing in the pit of his pelvis.

Grimmjow pulled away, his forehead pressed against Hisagi's. He grinned, a twinge of desire in his voice, "How many seconds was that, princess?"

Hisagi honestly wanted to revel in this moment of being held, but he pulled himself away, his hand gripping Kazeshini's hilt, "Eight."

Grimmjow cackled, thowing his head back with his hands on his hips, "You lying little bitch. That was ten. Now c'mere."

Hisagi eyed a camera, "Kurotsuchi-taicho." He hissed, "I mean no disrespect, but I cannot do this."

Grimmjow stalked towards him silently, "You feel it, don't you?" Hisagi stiffened and looked at him with widened eyes, "..Feel what?"

"Your heart's beating fast. Your body shudders and something stirs near your hips. You know what it is, right?" If Hisagi didn't have any common decency, his jaw would have hung agape. With each word he spoke, Hisagi felt his terror increase. It would not have been so frightening if they weren't under such alarming circumstances.

His mouth was suddenly close to his own again, the numbness creeping along his body appeared again. Grimmjow slammed him against the wall, his larger hand squeezing Hisagi's wrists above his head. "It's called lust, shinigami. I don't know how often you've experienced it before.." Hisagi's heart beat even faster, so quick that he thought it was bound to give out.

Grimmjow smirked, seeming to know much more about Hisagi than he let on, "But if you're feeling it now, then the visits won't be so bad, yeah?"

Hisagi was thankful that his shinigami uniform was looser near his hips. He was surely going to need the space if things continued this way.

"You could've pushed me again.." Grimmjow whispered, staring straight into Hisagi's eyes. "You could've cut me or anything of the sort..why are you being so docile?"

Hisagi opened his mouth, but a speaker sounded, "Lieutenant. The visit is over." Hisagi sighed in relief, but a bit of him was disappointed. He headed towards the door, it slowly opening with Mayuri standing before him. The captain eyed Grimmjow for a moment, "Your chip is being replaced. Several of my specimens have undergone near-irreversible damage because of your fluctuating reiatsu."

Grimmjow rolled his eyes, "Go fuck yourself. You'd better send in him tomorrow."

Mayuri frowned and ushered the shaken Hisagi out the room.

...

Mn..I hope everyone enjoyed this.

Ahaha, you thought Grimmjow was gonna have his way, right?

Oh, Hisagi's not that vulnerable.

Anyhow, it will get very explicit later.

Perhaps..the next chapter?

This isn't meant to be long.

~Pofa.