Dear God my head hurts! So much writing! Just a short chapter... enjoy ^^
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Chapter 11- Smiles all round
'It's negative.'
Szayel put the used pregnancy test in a little bag and shoved it in one of his many draws. He turned and leant on his desk, watching as I wriggled my hakama back into place, straightening myself out.
'Oh. Well good.'
I wasn't bothered at all about not being pregnant; it was the last thing I wanted. Hah, I just wanted the raw no-strings-attached sex, and that is what Nnoitra gave me. Or I gave him… whatever. Looking at my body, I guess I must have died as a human around the age of 16 or 17, since I'm developed in some places... and less in others. These tiny boobs of mine have been annoying me forever; all the other Arrancar girls seem to be gifted in that area. I have nice legs though. I'm pretty smug about that point. But I'm so little (a tiny 5"2), giving birth would be agonising and stupid.
Another thing about me dying quite young meant I was perfectly untouched, a virgin until Nnoitra spent me.
'I notice you are very... tight down low. No wonder you find it hard to resist an orgasm at the slightest thing. I may take note of this; it could be linked to your reaction when I touched your stomach earlier... or to those wonderful noises you made a few minutes ago.'
'Ahh... right. Nice.'
Twiddling my fingers again, I choked on a few words uncomfortably, trying to find the right words to say. That's two people that have mentioned how I sound.
'Um, Szayel-sama? Is it okay if I call you Szayel-sama, not Szayel Aporro-sama?'
He leaned coolly against the desk and shrugged.
'Makes no difference to me.'
'Right. Szayel-sama, thank you so much for doing all this for me. I will have to thank Ulquiorra-sama too, for telling you. Could I ask you to keep this... to yourself?'
Szayel pushed himself off the desk and came face-to-face with me. Kinda freaky.
'Why would I waste my time telling anyone else?'
He looked satisfied; it wasn't every day he got a voluntary test subject. He smiled again like he had done when she first came in.
'Now go, run forth! Back to your lover, his heart calls!'
I laughed- it had been a while since I'd heard someone make a joke in Huco Mundo (the last time I overheard a 'heated discussion' between Ulquiorra and Grimmjow, i.e. Ulquiorra sighing and glaring, Grimmjow shouting hilarious insults... neither getting anywhere with it).
