It was just another visit, it would seem.

Ever since that visit with sex involved, Hisagi had become distant, even though Grimmjow had expressed his 'love' in the only way he knew how. He had seemed so happy when he told him, but now..

The lieutenant sat on the other side of the stone room, his eyes scanning the page of a book he was reading. Grimmjow's frown deepened with every second that passed.

He had made several advances, each time cruelly shot down by a cold glare or a snappy comment. 'Damn..' Grimmjow thought, 'Who put a knot in his panties?'

"Oi. What're you so pissed about?" Asked Grimmjow, hovering over Hisagi's sitting body. Hisagi never looked at him, only turning the page and beginning another chapter.

"You won't kiss me, you won't hold me, hell, you won't even look at me!" Grimmjow crouched in front of him, grabbing his chin and forcing him to look at him. Hisagi pushed him off, swatting at Grimmjow with his book, "Get away from me!"

"What's wrong with you?" He was more curious than he was angry. Hisagi stood now, as did Grimmjow from his crouched position. "You're acting like a-"

"How I act shouldn't matter to you." Hisagi hissed.

"It does!" Grimmjow shouted, his fists clenching, "What happened to that horny shinigami?"

"He's gone." Hisagi shoved his hands in his pockets, taking a deep breath. He couldn't have himself lose control, he had more sense than that. " 'I want all of you'...I had so foolishly believed you when you said that."

Grimmjow's stare simmered into a glower, "What're you getting at?"

"I was happy when you said it at first..but I had time to think once I left. Grimmjow, you've been in here for over a year, all intimate contact with someone had been severed." Hisagi headed towards the door, "You've already shown me that you'll say or do anything to fuck someone."

Grimmjow didn't want to believe him, didn't want to admit what he was saying was true, but it was. Mayuri had informed Grimmjow of him having a visitor before, and he was just itching to thrust into someone. Hands get annoying after a while, and the company would be refreshing. He had made it his goal to get some pleasure somehow.

"Hisagi," He said his name like a warning, as if he could do something about him. A part of Grimmjow wanted to beg for forgiveness, to slam onto his knees and kiss the ground he walked on, but that was only a sliver that wasn't gaining any control. Grimmjow frowned when he turned to look at him, a boiling pot of rage stirring in his dark eyes. "You can lie to me all you want, but you don't fucking use me. I won't take that from anyone, especially a fallen espada locked up like you. I don't care what it takes, or how I have to stop you, but you don't use me like a toy."

The door creaked open, "Lieutenant Shuuhei Hisagi, your visit is over." He sent another glance over his shoulder and walked out the room.

...

It had been a week since Hisagi's last visit.

Grimmjow laid on his back, staring at the grey ceiling, as if it could give him answers. He frowned. He just didn't understand him at all. Always bitching about stuff Grimmjow thought he was doing right..He acted as if he didn't mean that he wanted him. That much was evident. Grimmjow would admit it again and again, he wanted Hisagi. More importantly, his ass.

So that may not be the most heavenly aspect of the lieutenant, but it sure was the most entertaining. Mayuri must have felt some sort of pity and let Hisagi take a break, the same for the espada. There weren't any shackles or chips today, only various blood tests and stamina checks.

He felt like a child being punished. This wouldn't last forever, would it? Hoping for Hisagi to return, only to wallow in his own negative feelings and never feel the pulsating body of him below ever again. Grimmjow mumbled to himself, knowing that the sex was strained and desperate. There was no mercy involved, which was needed much less than the absent lubrication. Just what was he thinking? He could've at least done some sucking or licking..

Grimmjow sighed. He was destruction, after all, doomed to obliterate those he felt an attraction towards. But thinking like that didn't get you anywhere at all, even if there was some truth to it. He wondered what the fukutaicho was up to now since he wasn't busy ignoring him in the cell. He imagined that he had tons of paperwork to do, along with other tasks, and couldn't help but feel empowered. That's what he deserves, isn't it? Complaining when Grimmjow was only doing his best.

That would be a stretch of the truth. Grimmjow went over the things he did wrong in his head, and came to the conclusion, after seven days of vigorous thinking, that this had been entirely his fault from the beginning. He groaned and sat up, a few strands of hair falling in his eyes. It was a real bombshell, but Grimmjow was accustomed to rushing into things and paying for it later. Only this price was more than he could dish out. How could he have dealt with lonliness before? Questions only scratched at him before he stood up.

He was encouraged now, determined to make the next time around -if there was one- much better than before. He hadn't fucked a guy in ages, what could Hisagi expect? A casanova with a bouquet of roses and whispers of 'el amor de mi vida' etched on his lips? Laughable.

There he goes, blaming others again..

"When you come back, you'll be screaming my name." Grimmjow swore it, a satisfied grin playing onto his face. He wasn't sure if Hisagi was returning or not, but he was in for a surprise if he did.

...

Hisagi wasn't someone to hold grudges. In fact, he'd rather forgive and forget, it's too troublesome to be angry all the time.

But lately, he'd been pissed off, and for all the right reasons.

He walked into a mission unknowingly, then asked by the creepiest captain of all to entertain his espada. What kind of order is that? Then the arrancar has the nerve to strike strange deals with him, and kiss him as if he's a horny schoolgirl looking to fuck. He was the lieutenant and temporary captain of the 9th division; he had more dignity than that. And yet he found himself trapped beneath a tall, muscular man and his manhood. How unfairly the world treats him.

He was expecting at least some sucking of some sort. Hisagi was no expert on same-sex relationships, or anal intercourse, but wasn't there supposed to be some sort of lubrication? And longer foreplay? Maybe he was becoming rusty from being out of the game for so long..he had more important things to worry about anyway.

The entire scene played like rape in his head, and it was more painful than pleasure, but he can't say that he didn't enjoy it. It was good, he supposes. Like what was stated before, he wasn't an expert..was anal sex supposed to feel like that, so bad?

Hisagi shook his head and filled out more paperwork. He couldn't be bothered with him. He had taken this week break to get his thoughts collected. Decisions about destruction take longer than just a day or two to completely figure out.

He had known that he was using him the whole time. Perhaps it was the feeling of someone watching you that was such a turn-on? Or being restricted to a locked room? Or maybe the thought of finally being on the bottom was what attracted Hisagi to Grimmjow so much.

Attraction or not, he wasn't going to be used again, not by the same person. He'd hold a grudge as long as it takes, the arrancar better get it through his head that he wasn't forgiving him so easily. Hisagi had considered it, a side of him saying that Grimmjow couldn't help it, he's been sex-deprived for a long time. Hisagi hushed that side of thinking. He'd gone far longer without sex, and he was fine, right?

He honestly didn't know anymore.

He'd come to the theory that if he ignored Grimmjow, then he'd never have to worry about him again. Mayuri would find another entertainer, and he'd be off the hook. But the longer he thought about his paperwork, the more he found himself drawn to sky blue objects. He mentally slapped himself for foolishly crawling back to him. He didn't deserve you, Shuuhei, you are far more sane and wonderful than to be taken by that man.

That is to say, if he's a man at all. He's a monster in that cell, one intent on his nether-regions than anything else. He thought with his boner instead of his brain. Ridiculous...

Hisagi put his pen down and staired out the window. A walk around the barracks and some training will make him feel better.

On the way out his office, he figured he should drop by the The Department of Research and Development. Immediately, he shook his head and went to train with Kazeshini. He wasn't going to be fucked by a fool ever again.

...

It continues.

I know I said it wouldn't be long.

But I lied.

And I didn't like how it ended, so I kept on going with the story line. Yay, I guess.

My Spanish isn't the best, but I'm pretty sure that 'el amor de mi vida' means 'the love of my life'. I thought Spanish would be perfect, since the Hollows and such are centered around the Spanish language..

Please, more helpful reviews. I know that I'm not the best writer, and I can't do anything on my own. XD

~Pofa.