Paloma-Paloma: thanks for the reviews. I wasn't expecting them and I was scared into being full awake. Please enough this chapter.
Chapter 22: Torture
Something inside her told her that she should get out of bed and try to get away from the sexta espada. It had to be the smile that was plastered on his face, telling her he was up to something. Blinking, she opened her eyes to see him closer to the bed compared to before. "Grimmjow?"
Nothing answered but that smile as his hand reached out and grasped her arm tightly. Pain at the movement flared in the area where he grabbed, only to feel him squeeze it more.
"Grimmjow that hurts. Stop it." Tora hissed as her free hand reached over and tried to pry the fingers off. It was almost like they were made of metal that could bind together with how she couldn't get the hand off. Looking into the light azure eyes, she didn't see anything but evil intent.
"I'm sexta again Chibi." He purred and squeezed more. Hearing a squeak escape her as she tried to get his hand off, he couldn't help but smile more. It felt good to have the power of an espada again. Squeezing more, this time he was greeted by a scream as her nails dug into his skin in an attempt to get him off her arm. "I like this power."
"I know you do but what are you doing?" She questioned as her face showed that she was clearly in pain. Raking her nails against the back of the hand, she saw nothing of a reaction. Looking back at the face, Tora gasped as his other hand grabbed her throat. "Gri —"
"I need to show you that I haven't lost that touch. You'll get too soft if I didn't." Grimmjow stated as that evil intent filled him with an urge. Narrowing his eyes at the woman, he threw her neck down into the bed, forcing her down. It felt exhilarating to have that power that used to belong to him surging through his body again.
Seeing the fear that froze the verde orbs, the sexta espada released her arm but grasped both her wrists in his hand. Taking a breath, taking in the fear that's in her face he smiled more.
"Grimmie-kun." Tora said, almost hoping that it would get him out of the daze he was in. She liked it better when he was moping about because he lost the powers that were back. Closing her eyes and gasping as his hold on her throat tightened, she tried to reach for the area that he was closing. "Pl-Please."
Hearing the breathless plea, the blue haired man smiled a little more. It felt good to be in the position he was in. Purring in delight, the sexta espada lowered his face into hers. Smiling that same insane smile that she knew, he saw her freeze at the smile.
"No." She gasped, shaking her head. Tora would rather put up with Luppi being the sexta espada even if it annoyed her. If he was still then she wouldn't be in the position she was in now. Closing her eyes, gasping for the air she needed, she opened her eyes to see the man that was causing it. A squeak – the best she could do – escaped her parted lips as the hand that was on her throat was released. Coughing, the arrancar woman bowed her head to get a breath that she needed.
"You're useless. Why does Madoka keep you around?" Grimmjow wondered out loud as his free hand drifted down and squeezed the top that was barely a top. Hearing the squeak escape from the feline arrancar, he looked down quickly. Squeezing once more, hearing the same reaction, his gaze drifted up at the woman. "Are you a whore of some kind because this isn't even a top?"
"Shut up!" Tora coughed and growled when she was grabbed. Her gaze drifted down at hand that was committing the crime. Why me? She wondered as her breast was groped again by the espada. Growling, she tried to raise her leg to kick the man but was caught by his leg.
"You're pathetic. No wonder no one wants you around. Go out and die already." Grimmjow stated as he groped once more. Seeing some of the mounds of flesh poke out from under her shirt, he grasped the fabric. "Let's face it. You're probably only good at being a whore."
"I'm not a whore!" She screamed and raised her torso as far as she could do so she can face the man. Growling, the brunette haired woman bashed her forehead against him, hoping it would daze him so she could get away. A shiver raced through her body as she saw him get on the circular bed. Shaking her head, wondering why it didn't work like last time, she squirmed in the hold.
"Pathetic!" Grimmjow hissed as he ran his nails against her stomach. Narrowing his eyes, enjoying the squirm that he was getting because of the way he was abusing her flesh, he dug his nails in deeper. As his forehead throbbed from the pain – but barely noticeable – the sexta espada finished what he was doing. "Wanna try again?"
"Hell yes!" She yelled, wishing that someone would notice. A shiver raced through her body as his hand grabbed the fabric that was her top and ripped it with one tough pull. As the shreds of the material fell on top and around her, Tora's gaze was held by the light sapphire eyes. "This isn't the Grimmjow I know."
"Good. This one's staying." He said as his nails raked across the new flesh, watching as red welts rose from where he damaged. Smiling more, the blue haired man dipped his head down and grasped her neck with his teeth. Hearing a suck of breath from her, he bit lightly but added force more and more. Grimmjow wanted to hear her scream, wanting to hear that he was the dominant one. It was what he wanted.
"Damn." Tora tried to remain calm even if she swore she felt like she was going to die. As her eyes darted around for anything that might help, the female arrancar found nothing that might stale him or stop the man from doing what he was doing. "Gah! Dammit!"
"That's what I want to hear." Grimmjow hissed against the abused skin that was finally bleeding. Rising from where he held her, his hand grasped her roughly, hearing a growl escape her. Narrowing her eyes, not satisfied by her reaction, he squeezed tighter until a scream escaped the woman. "That's more like it."
"Fuck you!" Tora screamed even if her torso and neck were aching. Taking a breath, hoping it would calm her some, she never got the chance. Hearing the sound of her skirt being ripped, her gaze flew to seeing the fabric that used to be it flying behind him.
"Poor little Chibi. Scream." The sexta espada ordered. When he didn't get what he wanted, his eyes narrowed as his hand grasped her once more. "I want you to scream as long as you can Chibi."
Tora shook her head, shutting her lips with her teeth keeping them shut. Her body jumped at the feeling of him entering her slowly, painfully, she shut her eyes quickly. She wouldn't give him what he wanted. It was just something he was going through, she tried to reassure herself. It wasn't the Grimmjow that she knew. A shaky breath came into her body as she tried to figure out if he was just drunk from the power that was now his once more.
"I said scream." Grimmjow hissed as he dove his fingers deeper into the arrancar woman that didn't give what he wanted. Looking at the lips, he stopped what he was doing and grasped her breast in his hand again. Squeezing it, watching as her body shivered at the pain, he added more force to it. "I want you to scream Chibi! Dammit scream already!"
One more added pressure to his hand, her lips parted to let out what he wanted. As she did this, tears welled up into her verde eyes and fell. It made her feel weak, since crying was seen as something weak but it couldn't be helped. The pain he was putting her through was unbearable anymore. "Happy now? Are you fucking happy that I'm doing what you asked!"
"Yeah." Releasing the abused mound, Grimmjow's fingers dove back into the woman, teasing her but watched as pain twisted her face. It just made that beast inside him – the side that wanted to cause pain and misery everywhere – to howl louder then before. It felt great to be in the position he was again.
Her breath hitched as he plunged into her again but it ended. Closing her eyes, not wanting any more of this to continue, Tora hoped that Madoka would show up at the time that she usually does. She hoped that Madoka would think that something was wrong and check on her. "Madoka-hime."
"Why the hell are you even bringing that bitch up?" Grimmjow growled as he worked on getting himself ready. That urge to do what he wanted to do consumed him besides the demon that he was – the one that made up the sexta espada that he was.
"Please Madoka-hime." Tora whimpered but a scream escaped her as he took her without any warning. Tears fell from her verde eyes again, making her feel weaker again. Opening her eyes, she stared at the face that was her tormenter but also love. It hurt. She would admit that. Shaking her head, tossing her head to the side so she couldn't face him, the verde eyed woman cried. "I hate you Jaegerjaques Grimmjow. I hope you realize that. I hate your guts, but yet I love you. Dammit I hate you."
That feeling of being confused over how she should feel toward the man that was taking everything from her made her head spin. Why do I care for him? Tora asked herself subconsciously as she tried to block out the pain as he plunged back into her. Closing her eyes even tighter, afraid that she might see something, the feline arrancar felt her head turned to face him.
"The feelings' mutual then." Grimmjow revealed with a growl. Even if that beast within wanted to deny the feelings he had toward the smaller arrancar, it was hard to.
Opening her eyes to stare at the light navy eyes, Tora shook her head. Why would he feel the same? Blinking, the brunette haired woman continued to shake her head. It wasn't him talking. It had to be someone else saying those words because they wouldn't come from Grimmjow. He wouldn't say something that allowed weakness. She knew that. "You're lying."
"To hell I am!" He yelled as his face neared hers until he felt her lips pass his. Staring at the green eyes that were watered down by the tears, he wasn't sure why he was doing this anymore. Why did the demon in him want this? That desire to shake his head came but he didn't allow it to happen. As his body acted as if it was a mannequin that someone else was controlling, he felt pressure built in his lower regions.
"You're lying. I know you are." Tora denied as she closed her eyes quickly so she couldn't feel like she was being drowned by the blue in his eyes. It hurt every time he moved inside of her from the rough, and forced taking that he did. Her verde eyes darted around in her subconscious for anything that would block out the pain but she found nothing.
"I'm not Tora." Grimmjow insisted, watching as she opened her eyes to glare at him. He earned her hating him. Grimmjow knew that. He earned the right of her hating him because of what he did. This wasn't supposed to happen. Did he just want to show that he was on top again compared to before? "I'm sorry."
"I don't believe you." She hissed as she felt the pressure build on her from the rough taking. Blinking, feeling the thrusts continue, Tora looked at the wall. She was just good for one thing to him and it was just this. The verde eyed woman knew that now. "You're just using me because of this."
"To hell I am." The light blue haired man growled as that pressure that was building suddenly exploded. It was a relief to feel it go but his body still acted on its own. Bowing his head, trying to show that he was remorseful over the actions that he did, he knew she wouldn't pay any attention to them. "Tora . . . I —"
"Don't even say anything Grimmjow. Just finish up and get out of my life." Tora growled as that feeling of whatever his body was doing made her shiver. Was this what it meant to be bedded by the man you loved? Was it this rough for Madoka-hime too? The female arrancar asked herself as she felt him leave her body. It felt better but pain still radiated from her.
"Chibi." Grimmjow's voice echoed in the room, as if it was the only thing that made noise. He watched, waiting for anything that would happen. Nothing from the woman that he just raped which he didn't believe. Why was he feeling remorseful over it? He never felt like this over something he did before. Walking over once he had his hakama on, the blue haired arrancar grabbed a hold of her face. "Listen then I'll leave."
"There's nothing to listen to."
He shrugged, knowing that he tried. Moving his head down, his lips took hold of hers slowly, waiting for any sight of rebel. He found them but they soon melted away into nothing. Why did he care for someone he used to try to kill?
Feeling him break away, Tora watched him fix his jacket as he walked away. Was this it? Blinking, seeing him leave the room, she covered her body with the covers that were once again covered in blood. Shivers of what happened escaped her as pain echoed through every place on her body. Was he just trying to show that he had his power back? Was it something more besides that beast? Tora wasn't sure what it was as she drifted off to sleep from everything.
"Dammit." Madoka's voice echoed into the room along with the door opening. Then the sound of feet moving away, along with the door closing, she knew that her master was on the hunt.
A bit longer then last chapter. I didn't think I would be as descriptive – usually if I write a scene like this and how I see as descriptive – in this. I'm not sure if Grimmjow would show remorse for this action either. *shrugs* please review.