Chapter 31: Velvet Cake.
"Yes. Yes the Espada Vehicles Expo would be operational next month...I would very much like to meet you too. Thank you for the well wishes, my brother and I both appreciate it. Good bye and see you soon. Alright Hal, just got off the phone with Hunter-san, CEO of America's currently biggest vehicles company. Add him to the guest list. I've got to go now. One meeting with Rangiku involving the new car's photo shoot as well as video ad then I'll be back to go over the funds we receive from our sponsors. You over there..." Shiro was all over the place and it was really starting to make everyone worried.
It wasn't a bad thing, their progress having gone through the roof but he's always in the office and when he's not, he's in the hospital with Ichigo or trying to spend some time with Ulquiorra even if he'd leave the raven five minutes later. They hadn't seen his smile in more than a month and the office was getting duller and duller without its usual bright light.
Another thing worrying them would be the fact that no one had verbally addressed the time when Shiro had fainted. Starkk had inspected him himself, being one to know first aid and understood some obvious symptoms and deducted that Shiro probably hadn't slept in days. They hadn't known, they really didn't but after that day everyone had kept a closer eye on their superior and felt like the worst of the worst when they had started to notice the things Shiro usually hid from them perfectly but due to the stress of his brother's accident and work, his defenses had weakened.
The man that always smiled, laughed and joked around was depressed. Not some kind of teenage angst depressed but the kind of depressed that made one look like they just wanted to die. When he thought no one was watching his face would fall, his eyes would blank and he'd shake, like he was crying but no tears ever fell from his eyes.
Ulquiorra was the first to notice this and it was painful to witness. The man he loved was sinking, sinking ever so slowly and he needed to pull him back up. Kami Shiro had become his life, his breath of fresh air and he'd be damned if he just let him go and spout stupid shit like 'I'll never let go'. Off topic but he really hated the Titanic. Hal had been there during one of their fights that had been going on for a while. Ulquiorra had just mentioned that Shiro should get off early, go home and rest, that he didn't have to see Ichigo everyday and his brother would understand but then the albino seemed to have snapped or something like that because he then accused Ulquiorra for being jealous that he loved Ichigo more than he loved him. Hal and Shiro had been the only ones there, meaning they were the only ones that saw him cry after he had heard those harsh but still truthful words. Ulquiorra had taken three days after that off and hadn't spoken to Shiro for two weeks. He was starting to think himself pathetic because he had forgiven Shiro on the spot when he had come to his house drenched from a bad storm looking like the living dead and he broke down right there on Ulquiorra's porch. He knew that if Shiro hurt him in any way he would probably always forgive him easily and he was starting to wonder how low he was going to sink.
"Kurosaki-kun...this may not be my place but sir I believe you should go home." Hal was the only one to have the balls to say it after such a long time. She had to, it was getting too bad. He looked the same; neat, well collected and handsome but he wasn't the same. He acted like Shiro around Ichigo but it was starting to get forced. His eyes were looking deader and deader every day, his smile had slowly disappeared. He had truly frightened everyone the other day when he offhandedly mentioned he was thinking of cutting his hair short.
Many of them had come up to him to mention he should take some time off only to turn around and walk away with their tails between their legs because the glare Shiro would give them promised pain in unimaginable ways.
He gave Hal that exact same glare. "Too much work to be done Mrs. Starkk." He growled before turning around, his mind back to the series of files he had in his hands. Not noticing the flinch Hal gave at being spoken to in such a harsh way from the man that was always so kind and friendly towards her.
He let out an undignified squeak when he felt an arm under his legs and the sudden feeling of being lifted up.
"We'll be leaving now. Mrs. Starkk I trust you can handle everything from here." Ulquiorra said, completely done with letting Shiro do his own thing. Sure, his boyfriend could be downright scary even in Ulquiorra's opinion but enough is enough. He'd be damned if he had to go through having another heart attack whenever next Shiro decides to pass out.
He entered the elevator, ignoring the stares he received and the insistent yelling and thrashing from the albino bundle in his arms.
He got even more stares when they walked outside the building and headed for the parking lot. Shiro blushes lightly with a shy frown on his face and tried hiding his face from the reporters that lingered around the building on a regular basis in Ulquiorra's chest. He blinked in surprise when he actually felt Ulquiorra's heartbeat quicken just where his head was. He felt his lips twitch but decided to stay angry at the raven.
"You're actually surprisingly lighter than I thought. Still heavy though." Ulquiorra said calmly, though he was sure his heart was going to jump out of his chest. The way Shiro had cuddled into his chest was so strangely cute.
Shiro huffed in annoyance and anger. The little shit just called me fat.
"l never called you fat." Shiro blinked up in wonder. Can he read minds now?
"No I cannot read minds. You're just easy to understand."
Shiro glared. Taking that as a challenge. "What am I thinking now?" Shiro asked.
Ulquiorra simply glanced at his face then went back to looking for his car.
"Spontaneous combustion."
Shiro blinked. His eyes got wider. "You fucking liar! You do read minds." Ulquiorra sighed, a small smile playing on his lips. Kami when was the last time he acted like this? He missed hearing Shiro's carefree voice, letting him know the albino was at least doing well.
They finally got to his black Sedan and Ulquiorra put him down on his feet, sure that he wouldn't just run away. Shiro stood in front of him with his arms folded, a neat ponytail over his right shoulder and a questioning look on his handsome face.
He was surprised when Ulquiorra gently took both sides of his face into his hands and started caressing his cheeks with his thumbs, that small smile on his lips and Shiro had no idea what was going on but that didn't stop him from leaning down to press his lips on Ulquiorra's, giving him a soft kiss. Fuck did he feel bad when he remembered those awful things he had said to the man. He was losing it, he knew he was but he had always acted the way he was acting that he couldn't think of any other way to act. Always working, always thinking about Ichigo and only Ichigo. He was just so confused because he had never stressed out about it the way he was stressing out this time. He felt like the worst older brother on the planet too which was why he had said those awful things to his L-quiorra. Whenever Ichigo got hurt, be it minor or serious, Shiro was there. Panicking, worrying, nursing and mothering. For the longest time it was just him and Shiro, no one else and he lived for Ichigo's smile so...
So why do images of Ulquiorra just come out of nowhere when I should be worrying about my brother's health only? Why do I feel so...so abandoned when I see Grimmjow taking care of my Berry? Why? Why? Why?!
Ulquiorra pulled out of the kiss when he felt more than heard Shiro's growl of frustration. Shiro looked torn and Ulquiorra wasn't sure what to do or where else to take him but his home. Then he had an idea.
"What do you say to us making a cake?" Ulquiorra suddenly asked making Shiro look at him like he was crazy.
"Wh-Ulquiorra what?" Shiro was stunned. He hadn't expected that.
Ulquiorra only nodded, mentally agreeing with his mind on the idea, then entered his car. He opened the passenger door for Shiro from the driver's seat. "Come on Shiro-chan." Shiro had no freaking idea why he blushed at that.
"I'm a guy you stupid bat. A very masculine guy." Shiro mumbled but entered the car anyways. He turned a brighter red when Ulquiorra took his hand and entwined their fingers. Has Ulquiorra always been so forward? It's...kind of sexy.
"I always did like holding your hand. Strange because I used to think it was a stupid ritual couples did but I see the appeal." Ulquiorra said offhandedly as he started to drive easily with one hand because he's perfect like that.
Shiro couldn't help but laugh lightly because Ulquiorra wasn't being forward, he was acting all awkward, even going as far as making strange idle chit chat. Kami help me. I love this man so much.
"I do not see what is so funny but I am glad to hear your laugh...It's been a while." Ulquiorra genuinely sounded sad and Shiro decided to think about what his partner meant.
He then finally realized how absolutely terrible he had been during the last few months. Everyone looking so worried and sad and him being a complete douche bag. Fuck the way he had treated Hal just a few minutes ago and Kami he's been a really bad boyfriend and leader.
"Don't apologize. It's understandable. Just...Just do me a favor and don't keep everything bubbled up. I do not know what is wrong with you because sadly I cannot read minds which results in me being exceptionally worried about your well being. I may not fully understand but I will listen to every word that comes out of your lips and keep any of your secrets because I...I care for you and I would like to be someone you can tell anything to." Ulquiorra told his partner softly though he knew he was rambling, squeezing the larger hand in his own as he went on sounding more nervous as he finished.
Shiro wanted to smile and hug him and kiss him and hold him forever. He instead chose to lean closer to his love, place a small kiss on his lips and bark out laughing when Ulquiorra's response was to turn red and swerve uncontrollably for a second.
"Shiro!" The stoic man nearly yelled, his nerves all over the place because he wasn't really expecting that.
Shiro kept on laughing. "Y-You are s-so stuck with m-me." He panted after his laugh died out slowly.
He could easily tell from Ulquiorra's look that he had no idea what Shiro meant by that but that's okay.
"Why would you put jello in cake batter?!" Shiro yelled in mortification. All he did was go to the bathroom for max five minutes and the simple butter and sugar mix had turned into some strange grey slob. He knew jelly couldn't have been the only culprit so he wondered just what else had entered the poor bowl.
They had headed for Shiro's house to make the cake and were actually having a lot of fun. Shiro had even gotten some pictures of chef Ulquiorra with one of his aprons that said, 'Kiss this sexy chef' which ended with a selfie of Shiro planting a wet kiss against Ulquiorra's cheek while the raven blushed and smiled.
Ulquiorra, who was wearing a blue apron as well as being completely covered in flour and had egg white on his hair, simply stared at the strange batter mix and wondered if velvet cake was supposed to look like that.
"I like jello." Shiro had to do a palm to the face for that one. Well I like apple juice but I don't add it to fried rice now do I?
Shiro sighed but then let out a chuckle at the way Ulquiorra looked at that moment. Covered in flour, egg on his head and falling off, looking at the whisk then at the bowl with an adorably confused expression.
"Let me sow you how it's done okay? Or I'll tell you what to do instead? You could learn faster that way." Shiro offered softly after he had gotten closer to the raven and pressed an affectionate kiss against Ulquiorra's cheek. He tasted some of the actual batter from before on the other's cheek. Feeling mischievous, he slowly licked it away. His eyes on his boyfriend, something primal in him growled in appreciation when the other sighed and shivered against him but he backed off to get the cake ready. He wasn't sure if Ulquiorra was up for that and he was too stressed to think straight so he knew he shouldn't because he wanted it to be special. The romantic in him was rearing it's fabulous head.
Ulquiorra stood beside Shiro as they got to work on the cake, taking deep breaths to calm his rapidly beating heart. Kami I want to ride him so hard right now. Thank the heavens mind reading isn't an actual ability humans could posses.
He sent the other man a glance, feeling like smiling himself when he saw the small content curve on the albino's lips. It had been forever since Shiro looked so relaxed and it made him feel accomplished but...they still needed to talk.
"Shiro...talk to me." Ulquiorra said softly as he followed Shiro's instructions on how to make some paste made of cocoa and red coloring to the letter. Shiro's movements at manually mixing the batter paused for a brief moment. Then he continued with the preparations, silent and his smile gone.
Ulquiorra bit his lower lip, trying to reign in his frustration. He looked down at the paste and he had the weird feeling to open his mouth and scream at his partner. He didn't tell him anything. He hadn't held his hand on his own in forever. He doesn't sleep, not with Ulquiorra anymore. He's always working and if he's not he's with Ichigo. Hell he didn't even want to have sex with Ulquiorra. The raven never asked for anything. Never. He just went along with it all because fuck it all he loved the albino almost desperately, no, beyond desperate. He was obsessed with the albino that could make him feel so very special from just hearing his beautiful laugh. The long haired, loud mouthed idiot that made him treats every morning like it was nothing. The guy he woke to smiling down at him like he was his fucking treasure. He never asked for anything so was it such a selfish thing to ask for just a little information? So that he wouldn't be left in the dark and feeling so completely useless. So that he knew it wasn't his fault Shiro was acting so...so angry and frustrated. It couldn't be Ichigo's accident because the boy is okay and on the road to a speedy recovery so it just had to be me right? I mean what else could it be? I am the only other new thing in his life so far. Maybe I'm being a bother. Maybe it's my boring personality. Maybe he's fallen out of love for me. I would not fault him in that. They always did say I am an unlovable child. I should probably end this relationship before I cause Kurosaki more problems...only thing is I am selfish so I wouldn't end it. They say love is sacrifice. Whoever came up with that ridiculous statement needs to be executed.
He suddenly felt a hand on his right one, snapping him out of his thoughts and noticing that he had been crying into the paste. He clicked his tongue in annoyance and anger, hating the little drops of water that ruined the perfect image he had crafted for himself in so many years.
He looked up to his right to see Shiro mere inches from his face with a sad and guilty expression. His strangely colored eyes making almost everything about Shiro's demeanor seem more intense than it probably was.
Ulquiorra looked away, snatched his hands away from Shiro's and wiped his tears calmly with the sleeve of the huge grey sweatshirt he had borrowed from Shiro. "I apologize for that. You can tell me what is troubling whenever you are ready. I really am sorry for ruining our fun by bringing it up. Is the paste mixed to perfection?" Ulquiorra asked, his tone as cool and collected as he per usual, not looking at Shiro.
"It's just been me and him." Ulquiorra looked up in surprise when he heard the slightly cracked voice of Shiro's.
The other moved everything on his counter farther back then he backed Ulquiorra up until the other was sitting on the counter, Shiro in between his sweatpants clad legs. Ulquiorra was still too surprised that Shiro was talking to him to notice their position nor did he feel like he should speak. He felt like if he did the other would stop talking entirely.
"You know what happened with our parents. You don't know what happened after that. Social workers had pretty much tried to separate us, saying they couldn't find a family that would take on the both of us or I was old enough to live alone but they would need to take Ichigo away or some other bullshit like that. I couldn't handle that, not being around the only person in the world I could call family almost immediately after what we went through. They wouldn't let my dad's friend, Urahara, take us in because he wasn't family or mentioned in any kind of will so there wasn't any much of a choice for us. So we hid. There was this whole street filled with abandoned warehouses where me and Ichigo hid out for...well I'd say till I got up to eight jobs to work in a week and Ichigo had four, so I'd say by the time I was seventeen. That was when Shinji's mum was working overseas so he took us in. She always thought we were both with some nice family so she never really knew and neither did Shinji till my sixteenth birthday when I had accidentally let it slip. We...we had it rough." Shiro said looking almost pained as he talked on but he was in too much of a roll to stop. Ulquiorra had fucking cried. Again. He was treating his boyfriend like a total asshole and he needed to fix that.
"It was the bad side of town so you wouldn't believe how many fights we had to go through. There was one instance that some guys were about to gang rape both me and Ichigo and all I could think about was not my baby brother. He's only ten. Take me, leave him alone I'd beg and beg. When one of them had even gone as far as remove all his clothes I blacked out, then woke up with all of them bloody on the ground, a hunter knife that was once against my throat in my hand, blood all over me and Ichigo cowering in a corner staring at me with pure unadulterated fear on his face. He was scared of me but that's not where I'm coming from. Our entire childhood was pretty much covered in red. The...the murders of our parents. The fights. The stealing and scamming. Kami Ichigo knew how to kill someone with a simple pebble by the time he turned fourteen." Ulquiorra's eyes widened in surprise at those words and all Shiro gave him was a sad smile.
"We're tainted. Slightly unhinged, me more than him because I've done things not even Ichigo knows about and I would like to keep it that way, I don't even think I would ever tell you. We were the kids parents told their children to stay away from, the kids that the teachers hated and couldn't give a shit about. Fuck I remember that one teacher that ignored it when a group of school bullies cornered me and actually broke my arm. I screamed like my life depended on it but the guy just walked away." Shiro got closer to Ulquiorra and pressed his forehead against the pale raven's because talking about all that, even if it wasn't even half of what they had been through, was making Shiro feel like he was the lowest of the low, someone not even an inch close to being worthy of a person as above him as Ulquiorra.
Ulquiorra's arms tightened around Shiro's neck, his fists clenched and he felt an unbelievable surge of anger for the group of monsters he hadn't even met himself. A ll he knew was that he wanted the names of them so he could ruin their lives.
"We couldn't go to the hospital. If we did they would find out about the living conditions and all we had been through would've been for nothing. We would've still been separated. So Ichigo was the one to patch up my arm like always. If I was sick, it was Ichigo I'd count on. If he was sick, it was me that would be by his side. The only times we had to go the hospital was whenever there was too much blood involved. We would've left before anyone could ask us anything though. You see it's just been me and Ichigo. Even when I was with Shinji, all my mind could focus on was Ichigo and he told me himself that all he could focus on was me. We had nothing else to live for but that and dreams. I'm all he's got and he's all I've got and that has always been enough." Shiro started to sound like he was crying, he was shaking but not tears left his eyes.
"Shiro..." Ulquiorra whispered, finally grasping unto what was making Shiro not act like himself all this time.
"This time is different though. I still think about my baby brother's safety but...but then my mind would wander off to you. What you'd like me to make next morning, what date should I take you on, how cute you look whenever you eat something new. You're taking over my fucking mind. It finally hit me when I was visiting Ichigo, he was talking to me about how fucking annoying his cast was and he looked like an adorable child but then I had no idea when I started tuning out my baby brother whom I fucking worship and was thinking about those small smiles you give me and then Ichigo had to point out that I was zoning out. I mean, my brother just got out of a car accident and I'm happy with my boyfriend? Then there's these feelings of anger, jealousy, shame and resentment every time I see Grimmjow doing the things that I always did. Sleeping by his bed, hugging him when he had nightmares, kissing away his fears. Why do I hate it? My brother's being cared for and loved by other people so why do I feel so...so angry? Why do I feel replaced? What gives me the right to be so selfish and be happy when my baby brother has a huge scar on his head that would forever remind him of a time he almost died? Am I a bad brother? What's wrong with me?" Shiro's hands squeezed Ulquiorra's waist in a bruising way but the other didn't flinch. Ulquiorra watched as his boyfriend had some kind of mental breakdown right in front of him.
"Then there were the bills, the different universities offering Ichigo scholarships, work, the press, our parents' wedding anniversaries coming up, our sisters' birthdays. So many things and I'm losing my absolute shit. I haven't slept in forever. My head's always pounding. Smoking up to two packs a day. Ulquiorra...I'm just...sorry okay? I love you and I'm sorry." Shiro sighed out at last with his eyes closed.
"You really do don't you? Love me I mean." Shiro opened hie eyes, looking into those deep emerald orbs that made him feel so lucky. He was elated that the whole reason Shiro was acting so furious and on edge wasn't because he was done with Ulquiorra or Ulquiorra had been a nuisance. Instead it was because the albino loved him too much that he was feeling guilt towards his brother. Horrible reason to be happy considering Shiro seemed to be genuinely distraught about it but Ulquiorra couldn't help to feel ecstatic about it. They wouldn't ever believe it. That I am actually able to be loved.
Ulquiorra lifted the corners of his lips into that small smile of his that made Shiro's heart do back flips. Ulquiorra was smiling at him, which obviously meant he did something right and that confused him because he was pretty sure he had said some things that should make a normal person run for the hills with some halfassed excuse of it 'being me not you' but then Ulquiorra was smiling at him like he did something right and it was all so whack.
Ulquiorra noticed the confused expression on Shiro's face so he decided to elaborate. "I can see that you truly love me, though I am not really an expert so I am going with my instincts at the moment. You told me things I am sure you wouldn't tell another human. You bore out your soul to me, even though it hurt you to relive those memories, just because you sensed I was unhappy. You just told me you love me enough to be on par with your love for Ichigo, which I have deduced is something no one has had the honor of ever being close to. Not even Shinji. As horrible as this might sound you have no idea how happy that makes me." Ulquiorra said with a chuckle escaping his lips.
"I am even more thrilled when you tell me how happy I make you. You...Shiro you do not know the thoughts that cross my mind whenever I see a glimpse of us together. The press call us night and day, or the moon and the bat, they all say that we seem to be perfect for each other personality wise anyways but I have thoughts of me not being enough for you."
"That's fucking ridiculous! I just told you how fucked up I am. You're way too good for me Ulquiorra." Shiro nearly screamed as he lifted his arms and placed them on Ulquiorra's face.
"I am no such thing...Are you by any chance worried that I would leave you after hearing your past?" Ulquiorra asked looking genuinely curious. He took Shiro's silence as an affirmative.
"Kurosaki Shiro. A man of many things. Kind, thoughtful, nurturing, caring, handsome, loving, an amazing cook, a wonderful leader, strong, amusing, enchanting, sweet, the manners of a drunk ape, a laugh more contagious than a clown's, a smile that makes my day, a breath of fresh air, unique. Kami Shiro if I continue we would be here for years. From what you had told me, from everything that had left your lips in the last hour, all I got was that you are even more of a perfect brother than I originally thought, there are people in Tokyo I must hunt down," Shiro actually laughed at that, a tear escaping from his eye and falling down his left cheek because there was just too much emotion going around. We were just making a fucking cake. "You are a self-sacrificing buffoon and...you are terrified of being alone but you shouldn't be. You must realize this by now but I will point it out for you, as long as I, Cifer Ulquiorra, am around you won't ever know a thing like loneliness again. The only way I will ever leave you is if you wish it. I will not only ignore that wish I will pretend I never even heard it. Love, this thing that has made me act in a way that me from five years ago would not recognize, has taken me captive and I welcome it." Ulquiorra finished his own speech with a shaky sigh because with each word of his last few sentences, Shiro had leaned in closer and closer, inch by inch and by the end of the last sentence, their lips made contact.
Their lips moved slowly against each others'. Sweet and soft. Ulquiorra could feel the chapped lips of his albino while Shiro couldn't get enough of Ulquiorra's plump upper lip that tasted strangely of cherries. He couldn't not kiss the usually stoic man after everything Shiro had heard him say. It would've been abominable if he didn't.
Shiro slowly traced his little bat's lips with just the tip of his tongue, earning him a beautiful mewl that nearly had him losing control. He shivered noticeably after hearing the sexy sound and nearly cried when Ulquiorra parted his lips. He moved back, not wanting to just lose it and have his way with Ulquiorra on his kitchen counter and in front of the three cats that had been watching the both of them like they were some night time soap opera.
Shiro nuzzled his nose against the side of Ulquiorra's cheek as both of them tried catching their breaths hoping to reign in on their addiction for each other. Well he was, Ulquiorra apparently didn't have that kind of control.
He surprised Shiro when he placed both hands on Shiro's cheeks and pulled him back down for a more passionate kiss. Shiro let out a sound of surprise which turned into a long groan after Ulquiorra had started ravishing the inside of his mouth with his tongue. Those damn shocks or static or whatever it was that they both felt around each other were going haywire. Shiro lightly bit on Ulquiorra's lower lip earning him a moan and the raven wrapped his strong legs around the albino's waist, pulling them closer causing sweet friction. They moaned and whined into each other's mouths. They were fighting for dominance for a while but Shiro just relented, not being one to deny Ulquiorra much. Ulquiorra took control happily, wrapping his tongue around Shiro's feeling his cheeks flushed even more when he felt Shiro practically melt against him. The larger man even mewled like one of his cats would and it was all driving the raven insane. It felt so much more heated, passionate, fierce and intense than any other time he could remember having making out with anyone else. Was it because it was Shiro?
Ulquiorra hummed in approval when Shiro's hands had gone under the large sweatshirt to caress his hips, happy to finally have those very skilled and calloused hands on his skin. The whole experience, after not having sex for months upon the amount of stress that had been piling up, was surreal. He was more than a little wound up. He arched his back when Shiro's hands slowly went up his back, his fingers leaving an immense amount of heat on his covered flesh with every path he had taken. His hands stopped when and took handfuls of Ulquiorra's clothing when the raven had traced the roof of his mouth making the other whine.
He pulled back only by an inch, their wet and swollen lips still touching. They could feel each other's hot breaths as they panted and their bodies vibrated with barely contained sexual tension. "Shiro...I want you." Ulquiorra sounded out of breath and he looked up at Shiro with dilated pupils filled with lust. Shiro opened his mouth to say something but Ulquiorra stopped him quickly by taking one of the albino's hand and placing it right on his arousal, making him arch his back and let out a sigh of relief that something was finally touching it.
"...Now." Ulquiorra ordered with a glare, daring Shiro to deny him. He would be half tempted to murder him if he did.
Shiro gulped down the drool that threatened to escape his lips at the sight the most enchanting thing he had ever witnessed. He could literally feel how bad Ulquiorra wanted him.
He still...hesitated in a way and Ulquiorra was just done with the whole running around it bullshit.
"Kurosaki. I haven't had a way to release stress and tension for over four months. I have had to face all kinds of emotional torment and hardships piled up for more than twenty years in those months. I have been having to relive myself in bathrooms for weeks after every encounter and date I have had with you. I had seen my closest relative have breakdown upon breakdown, I have had to endure you distancing yourself from me while I am still getting used to being so open with everything. I am wound up, stressed more than a man my age should be, so painfully turned on at the moment, suffered from so many blue balls that I believe my reproductive organ has reverted to my teenage days and if you do not screw the living daylights out of me in the next few minutes I might rape you. There is a 98% probability that I will do so. The other 2% is me teasing you until you finally relent but I must say I am not patient enough right now for that option." Ulquiorra stated off frankly and his words held promise.
Shiro nodded quickly, knowing that his boyfriend was serious. He wasn't sure if he should be so unbelievably turned on or terrified out of his mind.
Ulquiorra grinned in a way that sent shivers of fear down the albino's spine. It was rather predatory and he knew somehow that he would never forget that night.
Ulquiorra got off the counter, moved closer to Shiro until their chests were touching and slowly used his right hand to trace Shiro's arm. He slowly moved it up, his fingers ghosting pale white skin, his eyes never leaving Shiro's. He moved it up till his hand was at the back of Shiro's neck then he made the taller man lean down so that he could take over those delectable lips. He tasted, bit and drew out those euphoric sounds that had Ulquiorra shivering with want. He pulled back, smirking to himself at the dazed expression on Shiro's face and the way he tried to reattach their lips but Ulquiorra stopped him by moving back. He grabbed the silenced albino's wrist and started leading him up the stairs.
I do hope he has health insurance. I am a very selfish lover as well as hard to please...He'll be fine.
Ulquiorra was slightly startled when Shiro had slammed him against his bedroom door after he had closed it that he even yelped. Shiro then proceeded to remove his top after flipping the light switch beside the door, making Ulquiorra blink fast at the sudden onslaught of perfect and defined muscles and a smirk that obviously belonged to the devil who stood in front of him. He got closer until he was flushed against Ulquiorra who was starting to wonder if he was the one that would need to make sure he had good health insurance. He placed his right hand on the shorter man's head, using it to gently tilt it to the side then he slowly got closer to the pale neck that he was slowly becoming fixated on. Ulquiorra felt the other's hot breath ghost over his skin, having no idea when his eyes had closed, and he nearly jumped out of his skin when he felt Shiro's right leg go in between his legs and the albino's knee rub his poor member that was going through so much.
"Question..." Shiro breathed into Ulquiorra's ear, grinning evilly when the shorter man let out a soft and shaky sigh as his fists clenched against Shiro's hard back.
"Have you ever made love?" Shiro asked, slow and his voice husky and slightly out of breath. Ulquiorra wanted to ask him what he meant by that but Shiro decided to lay soft, tender and lingering kisses from his left shoulder to the top of his neck, resulting in a panting Ulquiorra who could only gasp and writhe between the door and his torturer.
"Sh-Shiro. I'm not...exactly...in the right mood for foreplay. I had-ah, s-said now." Ulquiorra sounded shaky when he spoke, letting out a quick gasp when Shiro shifted his knee.
He felt more than heard Shiro's deep chuckle. "We aren't just fucking Ulquiorra. We're making love here. So answer me. Have you ever been loved? Has another held you so softly that it drove you wild?..." Shiro asked as he moved back and slowly removed the sweatshirt on Ulquiorra's smaller body. The raven had never felt so embarrassed in his life with the way Shiro kept staring at his torso with that strange intense seriousness. He then completely fried Ulquiorra's genius mind when he slowly got rid of his own sweatpants, letting Ulquiorra know he went commando.
It was...well. It's huge. Average width but long at above five inches. Veins were present and it had a bushy white cushion at the back. Okay. Wonderful. Thumbs up Kami. I think I may have lost sanity.
He went back into Ulquiorra's space, hooked his thumbs on the sides of Ulquiorra's sweats and held his gaze. "Has a man ever kissed you like you're their everything and more while they brought you closer and closer to euphoria?" Shiro went on with those sensual questions that were bringing images into the shorter man's mind that had him ready to spread his legs anywhere. Shiro was turning him into some kind of whore. He liked it.
"Has another man's simple touch turned you into a pile of desperate pleas of more, harder, faster?" Shiro moaned those last few words as he pulled down Ulquiorra's pants, his little bat had started to play with his nipples making him moan out the words.
Shiro lifted him up and with almost unimaginable speed, placed Ulquiorra flat on his bed with him hovering above him. The sight of Ulquiorra, splayed out on his sheets, naked, panting for him and looking sexed up seemed to be enough of an image to set any human off but Shiro stopped it by closing his eyes and thinking of Urahara in a ballerina costume and doing Swan Lake, his penis went down considerably.
He leaned back down slowly, his lips hovering just over Ulquiorra's quivering ones, not really believing he could turn his stoic and suave higher up into the whimpering and wanton sex demon on his bed.
"I want to know Ulquiorra..." Shiro groaned his lover's name lowly just to see how Ulquiorra would react, grinning mentally when the other man tried closing his legs to get some kind of friction and actually whined like some puppy.
"I want to know if there ever was a man that had been able to do all those things and more...because if there was, after tonight you will never...ever..." He moved closer, their lips pressing together.
"...Remember him or any other man." Ulquiorra nearly lost it altogether and screamed thanks to the high heavens when those sinful lips came in contact with his own.
Shiro kissed him slow, he kissed him with passion their tongues mated again, moving slow like a courting couple. Then Shiro sucked on his lower lip and not one human could ever blame Ulquiorra for nearly tearing up when those lips left his in a tortuously slow way, the only thing connecting them being one string of mixed saliva.
Shiro panted above him, he panted below Shiro. His albino moved back and used his hands to cautiously started to open his legs while his eyes stayed in contact with Ulquiorra's, almost like he was asking permission to even touch Ulquiorra in such a private place. Ulquiorra quickly opened his legs, not even sure he even wanted preparation.
Shiro crawled down and Ulquiorra's eyes widened almost comically when Shiro had his head just above his arousal. He...he couldn't remember the last time a bed partner had given him oral. It was like it was beneath them. Ulquiorra had found it annoying that they expected him to do it but they never would do the same. Yet Shiro just decided to do it, like he actually wanted to.
"So...my little bat, has there ever been a man like that?" Shiro asked as he stared at the pale, appendage surrounded by small black hairs that were low and barely there. He looked up at Ulquiorra who looked like he was trying very hard not to squirm. Shiro kept his gaze steady with Ulquiorra's as he lifted Ulquiorra's left leg slightly and left gingerly kisses down the man's thighs. He would stop on occasion to bite the skin, leaving love bites as well as getting a sharp intake of breath from the man he planned to ravish.
"No...no other man. AH!~" Ulquiorra gasped loudly, caught off guard when Shiro suddenly licked his cock from the base to the tip.
"Circumcised. Interesting. I'm just going to believe you're clean because there's no going back now." Shiro commented offhandedly, sending Ulquiorra a cheeky grin and taking his boyfriend whole before the other could take offense to his comment.
"Mm.~" Ulquiorra wasn't usually a loud partner but Shiro was getting out sounds out of him like he had just magically turned back into a fifteen year old virgin. It was absolutely terrifying how hard his heart was beating, how hot he felt, how much his hole kept twitching. He arched his back when he felt Shiro's skilled tongue wrap around the head of his member.
"Ah!~ Oh God." Ulquiorra moaned, trying so hard not to just come so early on. Shiro hollowed his cheeks and the raven got louder. "T-too much.~ Ah!" Ulquiorra gasped, then sighed into the pillow his head was on when one of Shiro's hands moved up to tweak one of his nipples which were as hard and pebbles.
He couldn't keep himself from humping into that mouth and Shiro took him in easily, even moaning around his cock making him stutter out unintelligible words.
He looked down and had to clench the sheets as well as his teeth when the sight below him registered in his brain.
Shiro was looking at him as he expertly gave him head, his hands on his thighs, with droopy eyes swirling with lust. His strange eyes looking almost completely black because the dilated pupils practically covered the gold. His white skin flushed almost everywhere, his long hair falling out of its halfassed ponytail and it looked like he was humping the bed. He looked like a sex demon, so wonderfully aroused to the point of no return.
"Sh...Ah!~ Shiro. St-Stop. In. Me." Ulquiorra wasn't even sure he was making much sense but he knew he had to stop the other so they could get to the really good part.
Shiro whined with Ulquiorra's member still in his mouth, causing a rather high gasp to escape the smaller man's lips, before he let go. Ulquiorra was panting, so was Shiro, as he watched Shiro crawl back till he was directly above him again. Ulquiorra raised shaky hands to caress both side of Shiro's face, then used a thumb to do so on the albino's glistening and swollen lips. Those beautiful lips crafted by gods.
"That...good huh?" Shiro gasped, surprised that he was so turned on by giving his lover head and at the fact that he nearly came from doing so.
Ulquiorra smiled then nodded, wasn't sure if he could talk properly at the moment.
They both tried catching their breaths. Shiro leaned closer, using one forearm to keep him from crushing Ulquiorra, and used his free hand to remove that stray strand of raven locks away from Ulquiorra's forehead.
"You have no idea...how long I've been...wanting to...to do this." Shiro panted as he leaned to the bedside table and got out lube,bringing out condoms but slowly put them back when Ulquiorra shook his head at them.
Ulquiorra chuckled at that, his guard completely down. "Nothing stopped you." He asked with clear amusement as he stared at the lube. Obviously someone had been prepared. He usually would never agree to sex without condom but...Shinji had mentioned at one point how much better it is without and that had boiled Ulquiorra's blood because he wasn't sure if the man had meant he had done it bareback with Shiro or with someone else so he wanted to make sure Shiro got that he would be better. That and he also wanted to try it, knowing that Shiro's clean.
Shiro put the lube beside them, then moved closer to Ulquiorra's face again. His eyes roamed the other's pretty features, still unable to grasp how fucking perfect Ulquiorra would always be, to him anyways.
Ulquiorra on the other hand was using his hands to trace, Shiro's, arms, torso and back, frowning more and more when he felt so many scars. There was one on his chest that seemed to be a large and uneven slash and Ulquiorra wondered how he could've been too sexed up to notice.
"I told you...We had it rough." Shiro explained quietly, noticing Ulquiorra's change in mood. Ulquiorra looked up at the somber tone.
Shiro was looking down at home, he looked vulnerable. Almost scared. What could he be scared o- Ulquiorra understood. He was scared of what Ulquiorra thought of him, tainted and ugly when he was anything but.
"Do they bother you? I could wear a shir-"
"Don't you dare." Ulquiorra ordered.
Shiro blinked in surprise. His few partners after Shinji had told him they found the scars unnerving, two even outright said they were ugly, so why didn't Ulquiorra want him to hide them?
His eyes widened when Ulquiorra leaned up and placed a kiss on his biggest and ugliest scar that ran across his chest then laid back down on the bed.
"Why would you want to hide yourself from me?" Ulquiorra rhetorically asked in a sigh before wrapping his arms around the stunned Shiro's neck and pulling him down for a chaste kiss.
"They don't bother you?" Shiro asked, sounding meek, as Ulquiorra hugged him close and his head laid in the crook of the raven's neck.
"Nothing about you could truly bother me...Unless you turn out to be an axe murderer..or a rapist. That would most definitely be a bother." Shiro laughed at that. It was such a random yet Ulquiorra thing to say yet not. He laughed a bit more before he whispered so gently and full with honesty and emotion. "I love you. Okay?"
Ulquiorra grinned happily, knowing that hearing those words from Shiro would forever make him deliriously happy. "I love you too."
They stayed like that in comfortable silence for approximately twelve seconds. It was interrupted by Shiro getting strangely hungry and deciding on Ulquiorra's neck as his snack.
Ulquiorra sighed as his hands fell back on the sheets, taking fistfuls of them again in anticipation, when Shiro started moving down again. A sound that seemed to be a mix between a whine and a yelp escaped his lips when Shiro's talented mouth sucked on his right nipple while his hand rubbed on the left. His nipples seemed to always be sensitive because just having them played with had fully erected his cock once more.
Shiro sat up, grabbed the tube of lube and squirted a generous amount of the transparent substance on the fingers of his left hand.
He laid down on his side on Ulquiorra's left, their bodies still touching making their flesh feel more hot than before.
Ulquiorra felt Shiro's middle finger prove his twitching hole and he couldn't help his body from reacting instinctively and flinching from the cold and wet touch.
Shiro started placing kisses from Ulquiorra's pectoral up to his mouth, making Ulquiorra turn his head and relax as Shiro kissed him with fervor. He barely even noticed when the first finger entered, though he hissed when the albino had gone knuckle deep.
He felt Shiro tense beside him but he was too busy enjoying being filled after so long to ask what was wrong.
"Fuck...you're tighter than I thought." Shiro looked almost pained because the thought of that tight heat enveloping him had nearly broken his patience.
"More...Shiro more..." Ulquiorra gasped out, then a low moan fell from his lips after Shiro slowly put in a second finger. He brought his hand to the back of Shiro's neck and pulled him down for a forceful kiss that involved clashing teeth, rough bites and sloppy tongues as Shiro scissored his asshole and Ulquiorra humped those magical fingers. He panted and let out sexy sighs that had Shiro panting into the rough kiss.
"Mmm...More. I need more." Ulquiorra growled with the authority of an Alpha as he nibbled on Shiro's lower lip.
Shiro whimpered, wondering when Ulquiorra had turned into some kind of beast but not complaining, and then proceeded to put in the third finger. Ulquiorra moaned in a high pitch against Shiro's lips, humping against those fingers harder. He couldn't take it anymore.
He pulled away from the kiss and made to push Shiro against his back and just ride the man but Shiro wasn't having any of that.
He grabbed both of Ulquiorra's wrists, the smaller man whining at the loss of those magical fingers, and was again above Ulquiorra.
"None of that now. It's all about you Ulquiorra. I'm loving you. So just this once, let me." Shiro whispered before placing a peck on the gasping raven's lips.
Shiro leaned back and spread those muscular pale legs. He grabbed the lube and squirted a lot on his hand, rubbing it around his cock with a gasp leaving his glossy and red lips, then spread some more on Ulquiorra's stretched hole.
Shiro then grinned down cheekily at Ulquiorra. "Next time, I'll even let you fuck me." He said before licking his lips at the thought then let out a small laugh when he saw Ulquiorra's cock twitch. Ulquiorra knew he would like that, very much. His partners were mostly against letting him do so which he had gotten used to since his teenage days.
Ulquiorra waited with baited breath as Shiro supported himself above Ulquiorra with his forearms.
"R-You ready?" Shiro was gasping before he had even started entering but he couldn't help but be excited and nervous. He was about to actually make love for the first time to the man he planned to spend forever with. And then some. He wanted to make sure it's perfect.
"I have been ready since the night at the festival." Ulquiorra said in a whisper that sounded wistful. Shiro grinned adorably, remembering that night as well, before he positioned himself and slowly went in.
"F-Fuck. I-It's been a while but holy sh-shit you're tight." Shiro gasped as he tried catching his breath, the head of his cock being the only thing that had gone in.
Ulquiorra had his blunt nails digging into his lover's back as he groaned long and loud. Fuck it hurts but it feels so good. Shiro's inside me. Oh my fuck he's inside me. Not Shinji, not some other man or woman or whore but me and it hurts like a bitch but still feels so fucking good I want more. All of it.
"D-don't stop." Ulquiorra choked out. Shiro opened his eyes and bit his lower lip to keep himself from acting on impulse and going all in. Ulquiorra looked so ready to be fucked, with his hands squeezing the sides of the pillow, his eyes barely having any more of that beautiful emerald green, his body glistening with sweat and some saliva.
Shiro complied, slowly going on, both of them groaning and whimpering at the slow process which was made easier with the lube. As soon as Shiro had gotten fully in, he had hit that spot, making Ulquiorra's voice increase in volume.
"AHH!~" He moaned loud sounding almost choked up, his hands finding their way to Shiro's back once again and his nails sinking in.
"Move Shiro. Oh fuck move!" Ulquiorra commanded and Shiro complied immediately, but unlike what he was sure Ulquiorra wanted, he started for slow but hard thrusts. Not being able to hold his balance for long, he placed his head on the crook of Ulquiorra's neck while the other wrapped his legs around Shiro's waists and nearly drew blood on his lover's back when his clawed his back.
Shiro would pull out so agonizingly slow, making him groan almost like he was in pain and Ulquiorra to sigh against his neck. Then he'd quickly go in, hitting that spot that drive Ulquiorra crazy. It was the same pace for several minutes and they were both so painfully hard.
"Ah!~ Mm.~ Ah!Ah!Ah!" Ulquiorra moaned in a spell like daze, his hands falling to the side when Shiro sat up, grabbed both of Ulquiorra's thighs and went in deeper as impossible as that may sound.
"U-Ulqui. Yeah. I-I love you." Shiro said before leaning down and kissing those intoxicating and sweet lips that could barely kiss back but tried, both of them having saliva run down the side of their lips.
"Sh-Shiro. Faster. Please." Ulquiorra nearly begged, small tears at the corners of his eyes from both pleasure and frustration. Shiro was taking everything with each thrust, Ulquiorra could feel each vein inside him. Kami it was so good, he needed to come because it was all too much. Too fucking much.
Shiro just nodded, not being able to take it himself, and his pace quickened.
It only got hotter from there.
"Sh-Shiro! You're s-s-so amazing! P-please...AH! Again!" Ulquiorra wasn't outright screaming but he was most definitely growling like an animal. He was meeting Shiro's thrusts easily, the albino's torso adding sweet friction to his red and angry cock.
Shiro was groaning and screaming against Ulquiorra's shoulder. "Oh my fucking Kami!" Shiro groaned in almost disbelief as he tried to go even faster, their movements rocking the bed and making it hit the wall hard enough to chip paint.
"Oh fuck!fuck!fuck! It feels too fucking good. I wanna hear you Ulquiorra." Shiro growled against his lover's ear because the raven had bitten Shiro's shoulder to try and stifle his screaming.
"I love you. Fuck!I love you." Shiro emphasized each word as he thrust harder which earned him a desperate mewl and several grunts.
"Ulquiorra...I wanna come. I want to come so bad." Shiro moaned sounding like a porn star yet far more erotic and real, and it looked like he had an odd kink for dirty talk, especially when he knew his partner was about to come hard because of him.
Ulquiorra gasped and moaned with each fast and hard thrust, Shiro's words making him whimper as well.
"I...I want to come...deep inside you. You're so...awh yes! You're so fucking sexy. You're all mine. All. Mine." Shiro growled just as he made sure he hit Ulquiorra's prostrate harder than he had done previously, probably destroying the thing.
Ulquiorra actually screamed then. "GOD!" It was a mix between a yell and moan. He was going to come, it was building up. Shiro could tell too because he picked up the pace, he was moaning loudly. "Awh yeah. Awh fuck yeah. Come hard Ulquiorra come hard." He was whimpering like a puppy because Ulquiorra was squeezing on him. He sat back up, his forearms supporting him so that he could see Ulquiorra's face when he comes. He groaned himself when he saw Ulquiorra looking like he was in euphoria.
"I...Shiro I'm gonna come. I can...ah!~ Please go faster. Harder." Ulquiorra begged wantonly with his palms squeezing Shiro's ass to help push him in harder. Ulquiorra didn't want it to stop but at the same time craved that sweet release. Shiro looked so out of it as he looked down on him. His mouth open and letting out such sweet sounds and Ulquiorra couldn't take it. He reached in between them and took his member in his hand and just let go.
He shivered with a loud grunt escaping his pale lips as he shot out load upon load on both their chests. His eyes closed right and his mouth open in silent scream, he squeezed that firm ass til there were crescent marks on both cheeks. He shook and whined from experiencing such an intense orgasm, another streak of semen coming out of his sensitive cock when he felt Shiro's cum in his ass.
Shiro groaned loud enough that the neighbors probably heard more of him than they had of Ulquiorra as he finally spent his load inside Ulquiorra who shivered and welcomed the feeling of being filled up. Shiro let out a lot, considering he hadn't had sex or even masturbated for years. He shook before landing on top of Ulquiorra, both panting, covered in sweat and other fluids, tired and satisfied.
Shiro rolled off Ulquiorra, not missing the slight whimper that escaped Ulquiorra's lips after he had come out of him, and let out a content sigh before stretching on the bed like a giant cat.
Ulquiorra turned to his side, staring at Shiro who stared back with a blissful smile on his face. They stared at each other, catching their breaths. Ulquiorra moved closer and placed his head just above Shiro's heart, officially known as Ulquiorra's spot forever more.
"I'm sticky." Ulquiorra stated suddenly. Shiro chuckled weakly.
"Me too." Shiro answered back.
"Let's go take a bath." Ulquiorra suggested not getting off the bed.
Shiro huffed, not really wanting to move but Ulquiorra had demanded it so he must obey. Such is life.
He got out of bed easily, stretching and letting bones crack. Ulquiorra would never be ashamed of the way he kept ogling Shiro's firm ass, the ass that looked bright red from him having squeezed them so hard.
"Maybe we should forget the bath." Ulquiorra breathed out, his eyes moving from one patch of beautiful paper white skin to another. He wanted to go again.
Shiro paused, feeling slightly off kilter that Ulquiorra wants to actually do it again. He...was more than a little spent. His dick had let go years of celibacy, which was obvious if one noted how his semen was dripping out of Ulquiorra's still twitching hole. Shiro whimpered in pain when his cock actually twitched at that. Too sensitive and too soon. He'd need a day or two.
Ulquiorra slowly got up, finally getting some feeling into his legs, and slowly sauntered towards Shiro who had turned to look at him. He noticed Shiro's gaze had fallen to his hips and in between his legs where he could feel the sticky substance run down his thighs and stain the floor, making him smirk inwardly that he's already got him.
The young CEO circled Shiro, his fingers giving feather like touches to areas like Shiro's lips, his perky buds, that still pink scar that he wondered how he had never noticed it, his two round ass cheeks, his thighs and finally his over sensitive member. Shiro had started to pant again, his cock half hard, but he also looked like he was in pain. Ulquiorra wasn't sure if he was smirking outside but he was sure that he should be.
"Let's take a shower instead. You're shower seems to be spacious enough." Ulquiorra said, grabbing a hold of Shiro's wrist and leading the dazed man to his bathroom.
"U-Ulquiorra! W-we just-" Shiro tried to reason with him, for the sake of his nether regions not falling off, but Ulquiorra only sent him an impish smile that looked demonic on his usually blank face.
"I know what we just did. You had successfully made me addicted to your sex." Shiro flushed a new shade of red at those words. He was pretty confident about most and nearly all things but Ulquiorra telling him that he wanted his cock 24/7 had embarrassed him to new levels of embarrassment.
They made it to the bathroom, Ulquiorra opened the door and gently urged the blushing Shiro into the room.
"Do not fear Kurosaki." Ulquiorra said slowly, a slight tip of the head and with his legs spread as he used his back to close the door. He locked it, to prevent his prey from escaping, and delighted with the slightly scared look on the albino's face.
With the grin of the Devil, he let out five words that Shiro couldn't believe to be true even for a second;
"I promise to be gentle."
"Are you by any chance getting old Shiro-chan?" Ulquiorra asked with mock worry. He laid on Shiro's overly soft bed with the stuffed bat that he hadn't noticed before beside his head after the other had changed the sheets as soon as they had finished their second successful shower after four failed attempts because Ulquiorra truly was addicted.
They had sex in the shower three times. The first Shiro was being reluctant so Ulquiorra just bent over and fucked himself on that cock specially made by the gods of sex. The second time Shiro was finally into it, lifting Ulquiorra up and making his superior wrap his legs around Shiro's lovely hips as he fucked him against the shower wall. The third one was when they had finally gotten tired enough to actually take a shower but then the little imp in Ulquiorra decided to cripple Shiro for at least a week. When the albino had tried to leave the shower with a loose red towel on hips, Ulquiorra had dragged him back into the bathroom and ravished the man till both their throats felt more than overused. Shiro had just braced the sink as Ulquiorra practically used his body as his personal dildo, his dick feeling like it would fall off at any moment. After that third time he was seeing stars and he was walking like a cowboy whereas Ulquiorra looked like a satisfied wild cat in Shiro's large black night shirt with the way he had stretched on Shiro's bed after he had made the suffering albino clean the mess they had made previously.
The older Kurosaki brother groaned as he made his way back to the bed and just fell on top of Ulquiorra who huffed in protest. The albino crawled slowly to the left side of the bed, being extra careful with his ill-fated yet at the same time fucking lucky penis, and pulled Ulquiorra close, wrapping both of them in the new sheets. He wanted to spoon, finally doze off and cool down.
Ulquiorra made himself comfortable in Shiro's arms, his head on the other's chest as their legs got tangled though Ulquiorra was extra careful with where his legs moved. He was right about Shiro needing health insurance.
"To answer your question, I am not old. You are just an incubus." Shiro huffed with a pout on his lips as he looked down at Ulquiorra who just looked pretty darn smug.
"That is a compliment to me. Thank you." Ulquiorra said with a small chuckle but his eyes were too focused on something else to look up at Shiro.
He was looking at those scars, ignoring the love marks he had left all over Shiro's torso, the light still on and nothing to distract him they were in plain sight. Shiro's skin camouflaged them almost perfectly meaning that one would actually have to touch him or be as close to him as Ulquiorra was at that moment to be able to even tell that the so called perfect skin had been marred. He slowly raised a hand and used the tip of his fingers to lightly brush over that pink slash mark that seemed to be the only one that fully grabbed his attention.
"Some crazy thugs. One of them had some authentic samurai sword. Wasn't deep enough to hit organs or bones but there was a lot of blood. He had gotten Ichigo too, from the middle of his back to his right hip. Funny thing is I can't even remember how we got out of that one. A lot of our fights are a blur to us both, like the adrenaline maybe takes over our minds or something. I hate fighting, always have but Ichigo...he loved it." Shiro elaborated softly, his arm swung over his raven's hips pulling him close so he could inhale the scent of his mint soap mixed in with something purely Ulquiorra to calm down and reign in his emotions.
"...You mentioned a few things that caught my interest. First being, you had really committed murder?" Ulquiorra asked softly after he had placed a slow and gentle kiss on that noticeable gash. He looked up, his emerald eyes connecting with gold-black ones filled with apprehension and resolve but no guilt. Meaning he did not regret whatever it was he had done but he knew it was bad.
He didn't let the albino answer, already sure of what he would say. "They were planning on harming you, Ichigo-kun or both? Correct?" Ulquiorra asked instead, content when Shiro nodded in affirmative. "Then I truly do not care." Shiro blinked in confusion. "What? I just told you I had killed people, not one person but people and you don't care?...You're not crazy right?" Shiro got a knee poke to his sensitive parts for that one.
"I am glad because if you had not done whatever it was you had to do, Ichigo wouldn't be here to make my baby cousin grin like he used to and you would not be here with me. Holding me, letting me know I am truly human." Shiro wasn't sure he liked how quiet Ulquiorra's voice had gotten at that last statement. "What I am saying is I do not care. Now to the other things that caught my interest, you mentioned your sisters. Records showed that your parents only had you and Ichigo-kun so...that was insensitive wasn't it?" Ulquiorra asked, finally noticing the look of pain on Shiro's face.
The other sighed shakily, not sure why they had to have that kind of conversation just after an amazing night and when he felt tired enough to sleep for a week. "My mum...she was pregnant with twins on the night of the accident. She would've given birth to them exactly a week after that day. May 9th. Ichigo and I pretty much just celebrate the day our parents told us about having two sisters as their birthdays instead. Our parents anniversary would be coming up two weeks from now, December 15th. Five days after our dad's birthday. We...we miss them so much. We smile at all the lovely memories that came with them in our childhood but every time we go there, to their graves, every year, without fail we always end up crying against their graves. It's just the sight of it, the sisters we never knew but were hoping to resting right beside them..." Shiro stopped because he wasn't sure what else to say.
Ulquiorra placed his hand on Shiro's left cheek and just held him. He wasn't sure what else to do and Shiro wasn't one for pity so all he could do was let the other know that he was there for him.
Shiro smiled in thanks, looking slightly worn out from the emotional turmoil that seemed to be his day. "Your parents sound rather lovely." Ulquiorra said, picking up on what Shiro said about the good memories making him happy and his deduction was spot on. Shiro grinned brightly with this gleam in his gold eyes.
"Oh Ulquiorra you should've met my mum. She would've adored you. She as much of a sucker for green eyes as I am. She will forever be the most beautiful woman in the world in my eyes. Ichigo and I worshiped the ground she walked on, she's our angel and always will be. Her smile would always makes us feel better and she was calm, fair, lovely and funny. Ichigo and I both agreed that if we ever married women they'd be just like her, personality wide anyways and that might sound weird but we were kids. Ichigo looks so much like her too. Same eyes though his are a lot brighter, same shape of face and even similar smiles. I may look like Ichigo but I'm more like my dad if you made us stand side by side. Our dad, old goat face we used to call him because he always had this goatee on his face that he never shaved off, was absolutely crazy. He used to wake us up by jumping into our windows and kicking us in the face. Never thought I would miss those and damn he used to throw the greatest barbecue parties ever! All our friends would join in, there'd be drinks, food, laughter and fireworks that some neighbors would call the police on us for but it was always the grandest of things. Sometimes it'd be cold and outrageously depressing and goat face would just rush down and be like 'PARTY!' and everyone would be so psyched. Dad would play his sax and mum would play the piano and everyone would just go wild. The entire house would be filled up and I can honestly say that Ichigo and I could never keep our smiles off our faces." Shiro had told Ulquiorra animatedly with bright eyes and a big smile that made Ulquiorra give a smile of his own. His parents sound like true angels. I wish that I had the privilege to have met them.
"Your words alone have made me think so highly of them." Ulquiorra said with a chuckle. Shiro gave him a cute boyish grin with a small blush on his cheeks before he blinked like something finally hit him.
"You know I have been wondering about this for a while now but where are your parents?" Ulquiorra yawned as soon as he finished that sentence, cuddling into Shiro's warm chest.
"That is a story for another day but I do promise to tell you." Ulquiorra told him as he closed his eyes and got ready to sleep at what he was sure was the start of a new day but wasn't really bothered for he did not palm to go to work anyways. Kami I really have changed.
"So not fair." Shiro mumbled but sighed in defeat. He wanted to know but he felt tired himself so he let it go but he would definitely remind Ulquiorra to tell him as soon as possible. For the new day though, he planned to stay in bed all day cuddling his lover. He hoped Ichigo would forgive him if he went on his knees and begged desperately.
"Just know that it holds bad memories, that word parents." Ulquiorra sighed out, nearly purring as he rubbed his cheeks against Shiro's naked chest. So warm, such a lovely lullaby his heart is...sleepy...
"That sounds like something that would piss me off so yeah let's talk about it later. I'm really tired and you being all warm and cuddly ain't helping." Shiro mumbled as he leaned forward to turn off the bedside lamp, plunging them into darkness, making Ulquiorra's shoulders shake with repressed laughter because Shiro sounded drunk when he was truly tired.
"Shiro?" Ulquiorra called out to ask one last thing.
"Mm?" Shiro hummed, his eyes that were closed only opening into slits to look at his lover who was giving him a tired but soft smile.
"Let us have a barbecue party."
Shiro smiled, a wide toothy smile that brightened up his tired looking face.
"Definitely. The grandest barbecue party of all!' Shiro nearly yelled making Ulquiorra chuckle to himself.
"Cake. Velvet cake."
Shiro nodded, dozing off with a smile on his face. Ulquiorra watched him for a while until he started hearing Shiro's quiet snores, then closed his eyes ready to sleep off himself.
A memory, one from his childhood that involved his parents, sprang into his mind and Ulquiorra easily shoo it off.
No matter what I went through, it doesn't even compare to what Shiro and Ichigo went through under their own hardships.
Then another image came into his mind, this one making him open his eyes with anger burning in them and radiating off him. Shiro, in his sleep, calmed him down by placing a small yet sloppy kiss on Ulquiorra's forehead. "Ev-everything 's 'kay." He mumbled sleepily before he started snoring again. Ulquiorra smiled, the anger mostly gone but the image didn't leave which also left some rage simmering in him.
He tried closing his eyes to sleep as well, trying to block out the image of a green haired woman making a small boy of three years lick her shoes as she called him all kinds of names.
I went through my own ordeals but I will not be pathetic enough to complain for what Shiro, Ichigo and Grimmjow had gone through was far worse
Shawlong wasn't sure if he should've let her in or not but then again it wasn't like she gave him that much of an option with the way she just barged in like it was her home.
"Leave us." Chlodwig ordered every servant in the living room from his expensive arm chair, his elbows on his knees and his mouth against his firmly clenched fingers as he kept his gaze on the most shameless woman he had ever come in contact with. He had just been on the phone with his lovesick son who had kept spouting out things upon things about his precious berry, though if Chlodwig was being honest he didn't mind because his baby boy was finally confiding in him about something important in his life, when he had been informed from outside his study that he had a guest.
He had thought it was a business partner he had been expecting a week from then come early. If he had known it was the wretched woman sitting in front of him with a smirk on her face he would've asked his guards to throw her out to the new guard dogs.
The servants left, some shooting the witch glares of their own but the woman didn't even flinch. The sleeping child on the longer couch between them completely ignorant to the tension and hatred going around the suddenly quiet room.
"Well, and here I was thinking you couldn't possibly get any more handsome with age and there you are, proving me wrong. It has been a while, hasn't it Chlod?" She said with a seductive grin playing on her full lips, her wavy, long hair framing her perfectly curvy body that was covered in a red dress with a slit at the side. She had obviously dressed to impress but the powerful man who even oozed importance while in simple sweatpants and band shirt kept his gaze squarely on that face that most would find beautiful but he saw as a disguise to hide the truly ugly creature inside her.
"Why are you here Cassandra?" Chlodwig growled, his longer than what would be considered normal fangs showing as he looked at her with the same look a tiger would give to a threat it could kill. Her confidence seemed to have wavered slightly at the angry look on the man's face but she kept her composure.
"Where is that boy? The one that is your sister's child?" She asked instead of answering his question.
"Listen to me woman, I am not above thoroughly thrashing a female. I will do it and I will do it till your bloody now talk! Why the fuck are you in my house you bitch?!))" He could barely reign in his anger by that point and had insulted her in German, his voice waking up the small girl on his couch but he couldn't give a rat's ass if the tiny bitch was scared or crying because he was letting out his rage. The child wasn't his own in any way, no blood relation whatsoever, so he couldn't be bothered to care.
The beautiful woman clenched her well manicured fingers into fists as her child ran towards her and cried on her expensive red dress. She didn't care because it was her baby girl so it was worth it as long as she was able to let it all out. She eyed Chlod warily, the man would most definitely throw her across the room with just a single swipe of his muscular arm and he would get away with it because he had more power and money than the most men in the world, but she had to keep in her cool otherwise he really would take advantage of the fear she already had of him.
"Why, what a question." She said with a chuckle, placing a hand on her daughter's head and caressed it, loving the way she clung unto her dear mother.
"He didn't come for the two months visit. I missed him." She said with a small pout, lying through her perfect teeth.
"He's over eighteen. He does not need to follow those laws anymore. Why do you even care? We want absolutely nothing to do with you!" Chlodwig growled, his German accent getting through. He wanted her gone, the crazy look in her eyes reminding him why he had made the biggest mistake in his life when he let the disgusting excuse for a human being in his life.
She only chuckled again, her elbow placed on the right arm rest and she placed her chin on the top of her knuckles as she looked at the fine specimen of man in front of her with a fake smile of innocence on her face.
"So harsh Chlod. Of course I care about him. After all, I am Grimmjow's mother."
That took for-fucking-ever!
Over 10,000 words here people. You are welcome. I am tired and hungry because I spent my whole day writing this.
I seriously am an amateur at smut so forgive me if it just seems so suckish. I just went with the flow. My gay cousin pretty much explained to me how gay sex works or how it works for him anyways so that's pretty much where the sex scene came from.
Soooo...I've got this whole dream to live in Japan now. Just watched Gintama and I love the country so much more because they pretty much make me obsessed with the shit they make. No judgement people. Either Japan or Canada. Or Sweden. I'm leaning towards Norway here. Oh or better yet...Greece.
So an idea came to me. Hear me out.
Luffy x Crocodile.
It's weird but it just came to me because I like rare pairings though I am not sure it's all that rare and frankly I mainly pair Luffy with adventure in general or he's just pretty darn asexual to me but damn is Crocodile hot. I know he's like a pretty bad guy but I still think he's majorly badass. This is just to the One Piece fans out there. So yeah Luffy x Crocodile or Luffy x Law. Yeah. Law is tattoo awesomeness.
Anyways, please review and tell me what you guys think of this tremendously long update and I'm expecting at least ten reviews here because you guys just have to be able to tell me what you think about this okay? Okay.
Ciao from,
Grimmjowislife.
P.S: School would probably start early for me and I'd have to be getting ready for college so please do not fault me for maybe not updating more from August onward.
P.P.S: My life sucks because I lost my phone.