Chapter 25: Libidinousness
Sitting on one of the pieces of furniture, her knees pulled up to her chest with her thumb being nibbled at. Letting her forehead fall on her knees, Tora tried to figure out what was going on. That first night was miserable. He tossed her a blanket and let her sleep on the couch instead of that comfortable bed. Shaking her head, feeling his spiritual pressure rolling off him in varied waves, the feline arrancar didn't know what to do.
She was in love with the espada. Like Madoka said, he was a sadist that would pleasure himself in some way to get that high. Everything about him rolled off cruel just so he can get that feeling. Sighing, she looked up just in time to see the hollow that Grimmjow took in as a pet jump up on her knees. "What's your master like?"
Of course nothing answered her. Lowering her gaze, the brunette haired arrancar wasn't sure what to do. That urge to go see what he was doing was battling with just staying there. When she took in the sound of that soft thud of his footsteps, she looked up just in time to see the espada walking into the room.
"Hi." She said softly and laid her head on her knees again, feeling the feline step onto her head and walk around on her shoulders.
He ignored her even if that side of him wanted to answer back. Why was he in this situation? Was it that underlying beast that was in everyone that wanted that pleasure? Shaking his head, Grimmjow went on walking through the room even if her presence was in the room. It bothered him that she was in there. Ever since he said those words – saying something about his true feelings toward her – it was awkward for him.
"Grimmie-kun." She whispered to herself as she closed her eyes. Getting up from where she sat, she knew she wasn't allowed in the room that he deemed off limits. It would be better then being in the same room as he was. As Tora walked, setting down the hollow while she strolled, she looked back at the room. He never looked back at her. It was like they were both scared to do something else.
Even if her body had recovered from that abuse it went through that practically turned her over to his lover, Tora could still feel an ache in her body. Gripping her skirt, along picking it up along the way, the verde eyed woman entered his bedroom that was plain like everything else. Taking a breath and letting a yawn escape her, she walked over and laid on the furniture. "I wish you were the same before this."
When Grimmjow walked into his bedroom, he found her asleep on his bed with nothing covering her body but the clothes she had on. That beast that caused him to get in this situation raised its head again. Shaking his head, feeling his hair hitting him on the forehead, he went to go out of the room. Something stopped him though.
Turning around, his gaze held by the woman, the sexta espada felt his heart almost skip a beat. Was this what it really meant to be in love with someone? Crossing to the room, he picked her up and tossed the covers back.
"Grimmie?" Her question was next to his ear, causing him to stop what he was doing. Her eyes fluttered open with it clearing to show that he was looking at something else but she could tell she wasn't on the bed anymore. Looking around almost lazily, she found she was floating in the air.
"Go back to sleep Chibi." Grimmjow almost ordered with his tone soft compared to how he usually talked to her. Feeling her nuzzle against his arm, he stiffened. It wasn't what he was hoping the day would be. It bothered him since this wasn't planned.
"Why?" She inquired with her eyebrows pushing together as she looked into the light azure eyes of the man that claimed her. Lowering her gaze, her hand moved up until it gripped his jacket that was open, exposing the chest that had a scar running across it. With faint touches, her fingers traced the skin was almost a red color.
"Just do it and be good. You know I'm not afraid to kill you." He threatened even if everything inside him argued against the threat. It made it pointless to say something like that to her. Setting her down on the bed that wasn't even near hers, he tossed the covers on top of the woman's body.
"You hate me now. Don't you?" Tora accused even if she wasn't sure what was going on. Sitting up, feeling his hand resting on her shoulder to push her down, she blinked. Looking at the man's eyes, seeing that they look conflicted, a sigh escaped her lips. "What is it?"
Grimmjow's eyes caught the woman's green eyes, seeing the pain that was locked in them. Why was she looking like that at him? Growling out in annoyance, the sexta espada pushed her over and sat down on the bed even if that side of him was raising its head because he was so near to her.
"You don't like it that I'm here. Is that it?" She tried to figure out by questioning the man that hated her. Maybe she was right; he hated her because she acted like this. Reaching over to touch the white jacket, she stopped herself. It would only cause him to hate her more. Taking a breath and deciding it was good, she crawled out of the bed on the other side.
Walking toward the door, she looked back at the man and sighed. He didn't care for her like the brunette haired woman thought he would. He was truly heartless. "Madoka-hime was right."
Hearing that shinigami's name caused him to perk up. Narrowing his eyes, he rushed off the bed and grabbed her arm before she could leave the room. Watching her look back as a reaction, his heart fluttered in his chest again. "Where the hell do you think you're going?"
"Back to my room." Tora replied, seeing the anger in his sapphire eyes. Looking back down at the floor, she shrugged him off and took a step. Feeling her waist grabbed rather harshly by the espada, she looked back and noticed the light sapphire hair that obscured her vision. "Grim —"
"Say that nickname." He practically begged. It made him feel better of a person since he was near being a human except for the hole that was in his abdomen. It was the only thing that reminded him that he was never meant to be human, or never will be. Burying his face in her shoulder more, he sighed. "Say that nickname you gave me. Please Chibi."
He came off as desperate to Tora with the way he was begging for the name she gave him. Setting her foot down on the floor, she turned and faced him. His head was bowed before it was buried in her shoulder once more. Blinking, her arms enveloped the high-ranking arrancar that was wanting her attention for some reason.
"Please Chibi. Say it."
She nodded with a small smile and spoke finally, "Grimmie-kun. Why do you want to hear it so bad?"
Closing his eyes and wrapping his arms around her waist gentler then before, he held the woman close. There were so many reasons why he wanted to hear her nickname for him. One was being that it made him feel like he was actually someone, another being that he actually could keep someone close instead of destroying them.
"Why Grimmie-kun?" She insisted. That feeling of wanting to know was starting to scare her for some reason. It seemed like a bad joke that scared her. A jump escaped her body as the feeling of a nibble came onto her shoulder against the cloth. Trying to pull away, Tora tried to look at the man "Grimmjow answer me."
"Then that means you don't know what Aizen said back there." He chalked up since she didn't seem to understand how conflicted he was. He never felt this way toward someone before and he wasn't sure what to do.
"What did Aizen-sama say?"
"I said it already. Don't you remember? I love you dammit but it's too confusing to understand it." Grimmjow finally laid his troubles out on the table for the arrancar to understand. Walking away, he flopped down on the bed that was originally his but now had to be shared. Closing his eyes, the sexta espada buried his face in his hands.
"That's why you're acting like this?" Tora asked with an eyebrow raised. Stepping over toward the confused arrancar, she squatted down in front of him. Grabbing hold of his larger hands, she pulled them back and smiled a little. "You're scared? Aren't you?"
Grimmjow wanted to answer the question that was directed to him from the woman. That urge inside him told him to answer questions later after he did what he did to her earlier. Grabbing a hold of her hands, he squeezed them again. "Do you want that to happen again?"
"Want what to happen again?" Tora asked with a blink of her verde eyes.
"What I did to you earlier dumb ass." Grimmjow growled as his eyes averted from her. Closing his eyes, that urge to look back at the arrancar came at him, forcing him to open his light blue eyes to see the female arrancar. "That thing that caused Madoka to hate me more than before."
"Oh making love. At least that's what Gin put it as when he was popping out of nowhere while Madoka-hime was trying to explain it to me." The long-haired woman said, making it a little simpler for her to understand. Letting her hands out of his grasp, the feline arrancar reached up and grasped his face in her hold. "As long as you're not too rough scaredy-cat."
Relief flooded his body as he looked at the woman's face finally for the longest time. That smile that was spread across hers made him want to smile back. Nodding, he laid his head to the side, letting her support it like someone close would. "Would you believe me when I tell you that I used to think that all I was good for was killing?"
"Yeah. You seem like the type of person who would only think of that hunger. You can be like Nnoitora. I absolutely hate him, just so you know." She laughed shortly before letting it fall into silence again. Looking down at the floor, she stopped squatting and sat on her knees. "Like I hate Szayelaporro-sama, Zommari-sama, Baraggan-sama, Yammy-sama, and Aaroniero-sama."
"That's practically everyone dumb ass." Grimmjow pointed out as he noticed that smile stretch across her face. Seeing it, it made him feel like he could die happy if that happened. It might if he ever ran into that shinigami again.
"I know but I don't mind Starrk-sama, Harribel-sama, Ulquiorra-sama I'm half and half on." Tora stated since she pointed out how she felt about everyone else that was ranked as an espada. "I think Gingerbark-chan is funny. She's really nice even if she treats Starrk-sama like shit."
Grimmjow shrugged at the topic since the affection for the woman in front of him only concerned him. His hand touched hers gingerly, only to hold it and squeeze it like it was a dream. Everything about her seemed like a dream that he didn't want to wake from. "What else did that grinning fool tell you along with that shinigami?"
"Its special, well it's supposed to be. The first time is supposed to be really special. That you usually give it to someone that you might be with for the rest of your life, usually after a wedding or whatever." The verde eyed woman explicated as that feeling of her hand being squeezed took her senses. "It hurts the first time, which it did for me, but it doesn't feel like that for the rest of the times."
The light sapphire eyed man nodded and scooted over until he was falling off the bed with his legs trapping her there. Watching her eyes flicker from his face to his legs that were on each side of her, he smiled a little. She seemed so innocent to him but yet she wasn't. They all weren't innocent because they were just supposed to be hollows or the evolved forms of them. "Tora."
"Hm?" She hummed as her gaze turned back to the man's face. Her lips were taken quickly, which she didn't realize until they were sitting on his. Her torso was pulled toward his, drawing her closer to the espada that would scare her. Closing her eyes, letting her mind wonder what was going on in that man's mind, she smiled against the thin lips of the man.
As her arms wrapped around his neck, his hands ran up her torso, feeling a shiver escape each touch that seemed to leave a trail on her. It was almost like this time was softer compared to what he did to her before. Breaking away, the sexta espada stared at the cream toned woman that was his.
"Nani?" Her voice sent chills up his spine, telling him that there was something different in his being when he was around this woman. It had to be because he finally accepted how he truly felt about her instead of seeing her as a pest and someone that was just arrogant.
"Nothing." Grimmjow responded in a soft tone that was a new thing to him. There were sides of him that he never knew until now. Burying his face in her neck, a nibble came from his mouth, only to feel her jump in response.
"Grimmie-kun?" Tora inquired as she tried to stare at the man.
"Huh?" Was his answer as he pulled away and saw her face get colored a pink tone. It was almost like she was embarrassed by the act that would be gentler from before. Taking in a slow breath, the blue haired espada braced her before letting her body fall to the floor. He asked, "are you scared of this Chibi?"
Her gaze was taken off the man before her to something else. He should know the answer. The feline arrancar looked back at him and nodded slowly.
How could she not be scared? She couldn't response to him the first time because he abused her body into submission. A shiver raced through her at the thought of the time that made her wish she didn't have to feel every moment of it. "I am."
Scratching his head, Grimmjow pulled away from the arrancar that was below him. Fear was lodged in her eyes, almost like she was expecting him to treat her like before. He wasn't that person anymore. Not to her. Closing his eyes and sighing, he leaned against the white-covered bed. "I don't know how to stop you from being scared."
"We-we can try." She stuttered as she leaned up with her hand holding her there. Seeing her lover open his eyes, she smiled. It was still worth a shot. Tora's gaze lingered on his features, waiting for anything that would tell her what she wanted to know. Would he accept it or deny her?
He never answered her, but just stared at the arrancar woman that was in front of him. Reaching over finally, he was greeted halfway by her jaw line, letting his thumb brush her cheek softly. Staring at the woman that seemed to surprise him, Grimmjow nodded and pushed himself toward the woman that was his. Her face became buried in his neck, only to nip at the skin that was hard like iron. Sucking in a breath, his body reacting like there was some other person controlling him, the blue haired man reached around her.
Tossing the zanpaku-to blade to the other side of the room, only to hear the clamor that came from the metal object. Grimmjow didn't bother listening to the noise but rather listen to the woman that was with him. Another nibble on his skin, which actually caused his senses to stir at the touch.
"I love you." Tora sighed softly against his skin, making him almost jump at the voice that was so close to him. Taking hold of his lips, a sigh passed across them, almost asking for entrance to the woman. His hand traced patterns on her back, only to finger between the fabric of her top and skin.
"I love you too." Those words escaped him as if they were said every time he looked at her. Grimmjow's lips broke away so he could work the top off the woman that was blocked him of his desires. Feeling her own hands worked his jacket down until it just rested on his biceps, he closed his eyes. How could he ever treat her like he did before all this? Was he that thick to not see it?
The long-haired woman pulled her body away from his, feeling the top that showed off her taunt stomach rise until it was stopped by her bosom. Smirking a little, the arrancar woman stopped trying to work his jacket down farther then where it was already. Pushing his hands off, Tora started to undo the buttons that held the fabric together. Feeling his gaze on her body as her hands worked on each button, they were soon pushed away by the man's hands.
Amative made him want to hurry on the buttons or just tear the fabric that was blocking him of his prize.
"Grimmie." Her sigh escaped her again as each button that was undone told her what was going to happen next. It was just one step closer to that feeling that might be different from before.
Growling out in annoyance, he gave up on the buttons and tore the fabric from her body like before. Pain radiated in his lower regions. It just seemed like she was just taking her time to tease him, to make him ache so he would know how it felt while he was harming her. The sexta espada narrowed his eyes, tossing the shreds of material away, and leaned in to nip at her collarbone.
"Gri—" Tora could never finish his name as a gasp seemed to tear through her body. Another nibble at the same location brought the same feeling as before. Sucking in a breath the best she could, the arrancar woman stared at the man that was below her but was controlling every breath that escaped her.
Those sounds that never came from her before made that beast inside him – the side that relied on pure lust and other negative emotions – enjoyed the sounds. With each pant that came from his smaller lover, he seemed to ache more. Nipping farther down on the flesh that became the breasts on his lover, he felt her jump in surprise.
"Please." The feline arrancar begged, wanting the teasing he was doing to stop. Looking down and seeing the light blue hair blocking her vision, her eyes narrowed. Sighing, her body reacted; telling her what he was doing to her. A kiss was pressed against the abused spot that he nipped her at.
Taking hold of the flesh that he also abused, almost like the memory won't leave him, Grimmjow lapped at the skin that was hot under his touch. Even the beg that was heavy with panting made him want to hurry and pleasure her in a way a real lover shoulder. Part of him wanted to take his time and show her what it really meant but the other half didn't want that. Pulling away, he worked on getting the jacket off, tossing it somewhere once it was.
Burying her face in his shoulder, everything told her that this was the right thing to do. It seemed righter then being the subordinate to Madoka. Closing her eyes, feeling his finger touch the hot skin that was under her skirt, she jumped. "You'll kill me if you keep doing this."
A smile crossed his face at the words. It was what he was wanting. As the sexta espada inched his way down the sash that covered the beginning of the skirt, his other hand ran up the side of the skirt that was cut. Feeling a gasp escape onto his skin, the scarred arrancar moved one hand out and grabbed a hold of her chin. "I'm never going to kill you, no matter how much you annoy me."
Opening her verde eyes to stare back at the man that was hers, she nodded slowly. His eyes didn't say he was lying about it. It was a promise that would be only known between them. "Are we still going to spar? I kinda miss that."
"If you want to." The light azure haired arrancar purred, watching her jump at the roughness that took his voice. "There's one thing that needs to be done though."
Tora knew what he was talking about. Breaking the contact that was between them, she shimmied out of the cloth that would have gotten ripped if she didn't move fast enough. Kicking it away and standing in the thigh high socks that she added to her wardrobe, the female arrancar stared at the man that was wincing. Bending down until she was sitting on her knees once again, the brunette haired woman worked her fingers under the sash held the hakama on his narrow waist.
The cool touch of his inamorata made a shiver race through his body, sending signals through it like he never felt touched by someone. Hearing the sound of his hakama being ripped, he turned a glare on his beloved.
"Payback for my top." She hissed only to be pushed back onto the cool floor. Taking a breath – heaving her torso up with it – she jumped at the feeling of his mouth latching onto her. His other hand worked on her neglected breast, only to switch when he thought it was fair enough.
"You're lucky that I love you so much." He hissed, letting her hear the hidden threat that was mixed in with the words. Pain still ached his manhood, making him almost growl in annoyance. What could rid it besides diving into her now?
He dove a finger into her like before, only to hear a squeak escape her compared to before. His gaze turned to her face, seeing it fluctuate between discomfort and pleasure. It made him feel blissful that she was happy. He wouldn't admit it out loud but she was everything to him.
"Grim. Please more." She moaned as she grabbed a hold of his wrist, wanting him to speed things up instead of teasing her.
"I won't." He said back, taking in the whine that came from the femme fatale that was under him. That side of him wanted to bury himself deep inside her, to make him feel complete with the woman that was his. Sighing only to have his breath hitch, his gaze trailed down and saw her hand attached to him. "Damn you."
"I want to be that." Tora moaned as his nail trailed down the inside of her, making her squirm. Squeezing him softly but with a small amount of force and moving her hand, he watched as his body stiffened for her to pump him.
Pulling out of her body, he set his hand on the floor and lowered his face to hers. "You want to try Tora."
She nodded with a smile on her cream face. Inching her hand and watching as he stiffened once more, the female arrancar started to laugh. "Looks like I hold your pleasure in the palm of my hand."
"You're not funny at all." Grimmjow hissed as he tried to align himself with the woman that was his. The friction that was caused made his knees go weak. He was just waiting to fall on top of the temptress. Swatting the hand away, he plunged in, hearing her squeak once more but louder this time. "How does it feel?"
"Depends." She tried to laugh since he wasn't rushing things this time. Unlike last time, the feline arrancar didn't have to worry about being harmed. Pulling his face closer to hers, she latched onto his lips, silencing anything he was going to say back to her. Tora wouldn't say it out loud since he would disagree, she would do anything to keep him by her side. It even meant putting herself on the brink of death to keep him around. It sounded selfish but if she lost him then she would be alone.
A high came at him like a freight train, attacking him with each thrust that earned him a mewl from the woman beneath him. The sounds that she made were probably enough to send him over the edge if he didn't have the contact he had with her. Sweat formed on his body with the work he was putting into the love that they were sharing and showing.
"Grimmie." She purred with her voice raising an octave near the end. Tora's gaze started to fuzz from the feeling the friction was causing. Reaching up, she buried her face in his chest, wanting the feeling to stop. She also didn't want it to.
That urge to respond to his beloved came to him but he just couldn't form words. He was completely speechless at the woman that was his. She looked like heaven before she disappeared from his sight. With each plunge, his lower regions started to tighten for that release. Then it popped into his mind: could they carry a child? It made him curious since they had the same anatomy like a regular person minus the mask fragment and hole.
A gasp escaped her breathlessly as Tora let go of her lover and fell onto her back. Staring into the dazed light blue eyes, she forced a smile on her lips. No matter what she would stay by his side as the person that he could do this special moment to. Blinking, the brunette haired woman felt him fall on top of her like all his energy was gone from him.
"I love you." He muttered almost in that half asleep moment.
"That was average." She blurted out, only to laugh before she hissed at the pinch that was on her thigh.
"That wasn't funny at all Chibi." Grimmjow growled with narrowed eyes. Pulling out of his lover, the espada got up even if his body was shaky from the high that he received and collapsed onto the bed. Closing his eyes, he turned his back to her.
Climbing into bed, Tora curled up next to the man that was hers. Wrapping her arms around his, she pulled it close until it was resting in the valley of her breasts. "Grimmie-kun, you know I was joking."
He knew that but it seemed fair to tease her since she didn't know that. Rolling over and opening his eyes, he stared at the green ones of his lover. "I know that."
She nodded and moved down a little in the bed until her head was resting on his chest. Turning her back to him, she pressed up against him. She was finally perfect and he was the one that gave her that feeling. It made her feel like she conquered the world of Hueco Mundo.
A really long chapter this time! The span of work on it is three or four days. I took a short break which was a couple days on this and worked on a chapter of Broken Healed. I hope you enjoyed this chapter because I am really proud of the lemon. I normally suck – in my eyes – at writing them but this one is really good. Also, with help of a thesaurus, I added a little more vocabulary to it. I hope it makes it sound better. Please review.