"It seems that you've gotten yourself into trouble again."
Grimmjow frowned deeply and stared down at the tight shackles and restricting chains. He didn't mind being watched. He didn't mind being constricted. But what he did mind was the overwhelming lust he felt when he stared at the spiky-haired man across the room. If Hisagi didn't know any better, he'd think that the former espada was experiencing shame, with an odd amount of desire thrust in.
"You were so adamant yesterday." Hisagi said absently, eyeing his chains, "Can't you just ask Kurotsuchi-Taicho to release you?"
"Shut up." Grimmjow spat, assuming that Hisagi was mocking him, "Once these shackles or off, I'll fuck you so-Damn!" His body trembled, slumping against the wall behind him. His reiatsu had peaked for a quick second, before it shot down when the chip shocked him. "I swear.." Grimmjow growled, "I'll fucking kill him."
Hisagi sighed, though he did feel a pang of pity when he saw him so vulnerable, "That's no way to think, Grimmjow. You don't have much of a choice in this matter."
"I don't have a choice in anything. I didn't choose to get picked up by this maniac, I didn't choose to get tests run and experimented with like a rat." Grimmjow stretched his arms behind his head, and Hisagi watched him with an amused expression. He'd never say it aloud, but the blue-haired arrancar looked rather silly at the moment. A grin suddenly found it's way to his mouth, along with utterances of victory. Hisagi raised an eyebrow, puzzled. From the way he was smiling, things could only get worse, not better.
In his fingers was the chip that had brought him so much agony, along with his own blood. Hisagi was unamused. That'll just keep him from screaming every time something pisses him off. It seemed as though he was putting on an act of bravery for the lieutenant. What was he, a kid? Showing off his courage to win his love?
Perhaps he was just overanalyzing things, and thinking weirdly because he was afraid. Hisagi nodded slightly. That must be it. His logic lately seemed to be all over the place. His eyes locked on Grimmjow again, who was busy slamming his wrists onto the stone floor. The metal clanging sent a ghostly chill up Hisagi's spine, "Would you cut it out?"
Grimmjow rolled his eyes, "Shut it, ya pansy. I'm doing this for you." He finally hit just the right spot, the shackles popping off. He eagerly worked away at his ankles, pulling them apart and hammering them down onto the floor. Once those flung from his bones, Grimmjow cast a devillish look at Hisagi.
"It's just you and me, shinigami."
"Shuuhei Hisagi. For future reference."
Grimmjow rushed at him, and was expecting the fukutaicho to flash step away. They were supposed to engage in a quick game of cat and mouse, before the cat himself was able to indulge in his prey. That wasn't the case. Hisagi was collected, even as Grimmjow's mouth neared his own. "Why're you being so calm?"
"You're under constant surveillance. You wouldn't go much farther than a heated kiss and a few gropes here and there."
Grimmjow laughed darkly, a glint in his eyes, "You think I care about that? I've been watched so often that it doesn't even bother me."
Hisagi's expression plummeted, "We're only going to entertain him. It'll be like porn, won't it?"
Grimmjow traced his fingers up from Hisagi's waist, to his chest, then finally pressing his warm hands to his face. Hisagi wasn't sure what he saw in Grimmjow's eyes, but his own erotic wants got the better of him. Before Grimmjow could kiss him, he found that he had locked lips with the arrancar himself.
Grimmjow purred, running his tongue along Hisagi's throat, feeling the shinigami's moan vibrate from his throat, "We'd better be good performers then, Hisagi."
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Bwahaha, another short chapter filled with no-good-yaoi.
There will be tons of yaoi next chapter, I swear.
It was supposed to be this one, but I felt as though it would be too rushed..sorry.
~Pofa.