When he had first kissed her, it was unexpected.
He was on his way back from training to go see Orihime. It had become a habit of his. Training until he was tired, then he'd go to her and she'd heal him while talk to him about something he didn't know about the world of the living.
He was always intrigued to know more about it. He had only been there twice, and he wasn't able to stay long. So instead, he had asked her to describe her favourite places.
She would ramble on and on about her best friends and school and various subjects. A small smile had crept onto his face. Though he never paid attention to it because Orihime didn't seem to mind that much either.
This time however, he had come to her room only to come face to face with Nnoitra. Seeing that creep in her room, alone, had sent waves of anger running through his spine. He didn't want his woman near another guy.
Especially one as creepy and disgusting as Nnoitra.
Snarling, he grabbed Nnoitra by his collar. "What are you doing in here creep?"
A sick grin spread on his face seeing Grimmjow so upset. "Why does it bug ya so much Grimmjow? It's not like she's yours. And last time I checked, anyone is able to come and visit the Princess."
Growling, he threw Nnoitra out of her room, holding back from blasting him away. "You better stay the fuck away from her! If I catch you in here again, I will fucking kill you."
Laughing, Nnoitra sneered. "Such big words for a small kitten. Ah well. See ya around Princess!"
Trying to calm his anger, Grimmjow slammed the door, not wanting to see his ugly mug anymore. "Damn that asshole. Who does he think he is? I'm gonna fucking kill him."
Walking towards Orihime, he placed his hands on her face. "He didn't hurt you did he?"
Noting how soft Grimmjow's voice had been, she shook her head. "No. He just said hello. He wasn't in here long."
"Good."
Seeing her head tilt in confusion, Grimmjow couldn't hold back anymore. He thought he was able to keep his instincts from taking over, but after seeing that creep near his Princess had sent him over the edge.
He noticed her eyes widen the closer he got, but he didn't care anymore. He wanted her to know just how he felt.
Very lightly, he pressed his lips to hers. Noticing her lips were just as soft as her personality, he craved for more. He wanted to mark her as his, but he refrained from moving too fast. He didn't want to scare her. When he sensed that she wasn't so tense, he pressed his lips firmer onto hers.
He liked when she responded, firmly pushing her lips with his. Wanting to keep up with his speed, their lips continued to mold against the others. They couldn't get enough of the others' taste. Before Grimmjow completely lost himself, he pulled away, though just enough to keep their noses touching.
Her eyes opened, though the faint blush was still showing. A grin appeared on his lips.
"You're mine. Don't you ever forget that Princess."
A small smile appeared on her face as she nodded. "Un! I will never forget..."
"Grimmjow."