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So it's not gonna be easy. It's going to be really hard; we're gonna have to work at this every day, but I want to do that because I want you. I want all of you, forever, every day. You and me... every day.

― Nicholas Sparks, The Notebook

Our Affair

A sudden loud gasp pulled us away from our glaring match. Orihime was standing a few feet away, eyes darting between Ulquiorra and me.

9. Two Loves, One Heart

Ulquiorra

I don't know what came over me.

Disappointment. Fury. Possessive greed. Or jealousy.

Is jealousy natural in this case? It depends. Fear is certainly natural, and like any other kind of insecurity, jealousy is an expression of fear.

I feared nothing. Not even my alcoholic piece of shit father.

But staring at the man who my therapist asked hypothetical what-ifs. Orihime rekindling their once-high-school romance. The fear that it was possible.

Jealousy was the main emotion that interrupted my expectations when the door swung open.

Ichigo Kurosaki.

He was not the person I expected to greet me when I rang the doorbell. This tall orange-haired prick that had a permanent scowl plastered on his face I've come to despise.

The bastard did not heed my words when I said to keep his feelings to himself. Instead, he was here dressed in relaxed clothes with her apron around his waist. As if he was the man of her house.

The audacity.

"What are you doing here?" Dropping my shoulder bag containing my laptop and other essential tech. I didn't care if their screens cracked. Freezing this moment in my mind only mattered.

I glanced behind him hoping to see the auburn woman my heart treasured. But Ichigo moved blocking my view past his shoulder.

"I should be asking you that." He folded his arms over his chest bulging his biceps as if that would make me back off.

"Where is Orihime?"

"None of your damn business."

Now he was pissing me off. Damn everything my therapist said about restraining my obsession and attachment to her. Beating his ass will happen to be on my agenda for the day. I took a step forward.

Seeing he knew my intentions; Ichigo dropped his arms and balled his hands into fists.

A small audible gasp pulled us away from the bloodbath lurking in our subconsciousness.

She was standing with wavy auburn hair snugged between fluffy pink earmuffs and a matching long scarf over her black coat. My eyes couldn't help but look her over. Her black ankle boots shifted at my gaze. It quickly moved back up to her face. Beautiful as I remembered even if it's only been two weeks.

Orihime glanced between the two of us. The last time we had this confrontation, she embodied fear. This time it was elation. She first bit the bottom of her lip before smiling.

"It's good to see you Ulquiorra." Her eyes glanced over to Ichigo who was also staring at her. "Ichigo?"

Watching them exchange knowing looks of concern and something more filled me with anger. Admittedly, I'm envious of seeing him receive something I have been praying for all my life only when I believe that it was the last piece of stability meant for me.

He cleared his throat breaking their silent exchange. "Is everything okay?" His eyes moved down to her hand where she was holding a bag. Ichigo narrowed his eyes at the advertisement on the bag. "Are you sick?" He angled his chin to the plastic bag in her hand.

Orihime tightened her hold on the handle and tucked it behind her. "Ah… no!" She took a few steps forward near us and flickered her gaze back to me. "Are you hungry? Ichigo made lunch." She glanced back over to Ichigo. "I hope you made enough. You don't mind if Ulquiorra joins us?"

Ichigo furrowed his eyebrows at her request. He broke eye contact with her to glare at me. "Sure," he said slowly through gritted teeth.

She grinned. "Good. I'm starving." Orihime pushed past Ichigo to enter her apartment. We both watched her disappear inside. Glancing back at each other, he scowled looking at my luggage and then back to me.

"I'm not helping you carry that shit in." Ichigo turned around and walked inside.

"Fucking bastard," I muttered under my breath. Taking up my luggage, I strolled in and locked the door behind me.

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Orihime

After my doctor's appointment, I concentrated on the results stated by Dr. Rangiku.

"Your test came back negative."

I sighed in relief. "Thank you," I whispered in gratitude.

She frowned at me pushing up her fancy frames. "Don't thank me yet." Rangiku crossed her legs. "You stated earlier that you had unprotected sex again this morning. Giving a prescription for the morning-after pill is risky. You told me that you don't remember your last period. The pill causes changes in your cycle but prepare for the effects of your next period." She read something within my chart nodding. "Your blood work is normal. Very good." Glancing up at me, she smiled. "All I ask is that you abstain from sex for the time being. If not, use condoms."

I nodded in agreement. She continued, "Also come back in two weeks for another blood test. You can make an appointment with the receptionist out front." Rangiku rummaged through her desk pulling out a prescription pad. "I will also prescribe you the morning-after pill for now. After the next pregnancy test, I will then set you up with your birth control."

After writing it out, she ripped it from the pad and handed it to me. She quickly snatched it when I reached for it. "Remember. No sex unprotected. Use condoms." I smiled and nodded. Rangiku smiled back giving me the small paper. "Have a good day."

On the train back home, I realized how scared I was peeing in the cup. My mind raced on whose child I could possibly be carrying. Nothing could prepare my 19-year-old mind for parenthood. Both Ichigo and Ulquiorra were in school, while I was working many hours to make ends meet. It was unfathomable to spring such a thing on them.

My phone buzzed with texts from Ichigo. I frowned.

I needed to talk to him. Tell him the truth about why I snuck out today. Hopefully, with my explanation, we can take steps to be careful. The same with Ulquiorra. When I get home and talk to Ichigo, I will then tell Ulquiorra the same.

What I didn't expect was the reunion awaiting me at the front door of my apartment

It was happening all over again.

The confrontation of the two men I held dear.

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The three of us are in my apartment silently enjoying the sandwiches and soup prepared by Ichigo.

What a way to start the year.

Ulquiorra sat across from me while Ichigo sat closely next to me. Both of their eyes were on me. I didn't know how to start a conversation while they were constantly watching me. I opted to nibble on the egg salad sandwich and try to figure out a way to approach the subject.

Ichigo wiped the corner of my mouth with a napkin between each bite while smugly glaring at the other man at the table. Ulquiorra picked up more food to add to my plate after I swallowed the contents already eaten. He would stick his middle finger up at Ichigo as a challenge when moving his chopsticks back to his plate.

They were treating me like a child while acting like children. I wanted to tell them how annoying it was, to watch them one-up each other. They didn't need to do such a thing. I loved them both.

Well at least, Ichigo knows that. So, I couldn't understand his sudden possessiveness. They reached for the last piece of agedashi tofu with their chopsticks. As if I no longer existed, they started fighting for it. Bamboo chopsticks hitting each other, grazing the plate, and pushing the poor tofu around.

Fully annoyed at their antics and no longer able to enjoy my food, I slammed my own chopsticks down garnering their attention.

"Enough!" They turned to face me. "Stop it both of you." I glared at them. "Ulquiorra, bedroom now." I stood up from the table as Ichigo started protesting, but I shushed him. "Ichigo… just wait here. I won't be long." Looking away from Ichigo who pouted, I eyed Ulquiorra who hadn't moved. "Ulquiorra now."

He sighed, pushing his chair back and scraping it against the floor. Glancing back at Ichigo I smiled. "I'll take care of the dishes after I finish talking to him." I lift my hand to caress his face. "When I get back, I have to talk to you both together. Okay?"

Ichigo nodded, leaning into my hand, and kissing the inside of my palm. "Don't take forever." I nodded in agreement and pulled away from his warmth.

Making my way to my bedroom, Ulquiorra stood inside waiting. I turned around to close the door and collect my thoughts. Once the door was closed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and buried his nose in the side of my neck. He inhaled deeply while his hands found their way under my sweater. My body instinctively relaxed in his hold.

"God, I missed you," he whispered as his lips trailed kisses on my neck. Trying not to moan at his warm lips, I pushed back into him to let me go. He instead gave me enough room to turn away from the door.

"I missed you too," I said facing him. His fingers drew small circles on my back. "There is something I have to talk to you about."

"Yeah?" He leaned forward and kissed me. "Me too." His hands moved from my back to my jeans button unfastening it.

Knowing what he was thinking, I pushed his hands away. "No, not while Ichigo is waiting for us to finish our talk."

"He can wait," Ulquiorra quickly snapped. Pulling back on his growing irritation, he gazed into my eyes. "Can I just see it?"

I tilted my head confused. "See what?" My eyes followed his eyes as they trailed down to my unbuttoned pants. "No," I chuckled nervously.

"I just want to see it. I missed you and that." He didn't bother to listen to my protests as he crouched down and pulled my pants along with my panties down. I gasped at the cool air hitting my thighs. He tapped my calf so I could step out of one leg of my jeans. "Good. Now spread your legs."

As if I was in a trance, I opened my legs. He smirked seeing my growing wet core. He leaned forward and inhaled my scent. Not a moment after burying his nose there, he opened his hot mouth and captured the nerve of my clit.

I gasped at the hearty suck and lap of his tongue against the sensitive bud. My head fell back against the door. "You said you wanted to see it," I whined in pleasure.

"The taste and fuck it was silent," Ulquiorra groaned as he slurped at my arousal. I put a fist in my mouth to quiet my growing moans. The thought of Ichigo hearing Ulquiorra and I doing something of this caliber behind closed doors with him so close, excited, and frightened me. I tried desperately to listen to what Ichigo was doing, but the sounds of Ulquiorra's groans and hungry laps at my pussy drew me away.

He grabbed my left leg and lifted it to place it over his shoulder. Angling me in the right position, my body shuddered when he pushed his tongue past my folds. I firmly swayed on his mouth letting his tongue fuck me in the right way. He grabbed a handful of my ass to hold me still so he can claim my clit again. With a seething tug of the nerves from his teeth, I cried out as my orgasm hit me like a freight train.

Ulquiorra trailed his fingers over my quivering pussy. I closed my eyes riding out the pleasure from his fingers. Standing at his full height, he kissed me silencing any words. I didn't even hear when he had dropped his pants around his ankles. With my left leg still raised, he wrapped it around his waist. The bulbous crown of his dick sank itself into my sensitive folds.

The rush of more pleasure clouded my mind. Pulling our lips apart, we both moaned and groaned at the warmth. Opening my eyes, I peered down at his dick disappearing inside of me.

"Oh yes," I moaned wrapping my arms around his neck and rocking along with him. The sound of running water outside my bedroom door led my thoughts to drift back to Ichigo as Ulquiorra thrust into me. I felt my nipples growing harder under the layers of my clothes. The need to feel rough hands palming each breast while pulling at my buds with a desirable amount of pain, just like Ichigo had done earlier that morning. Envisioning him in this room with us. Touching me, whispering in my ear, and pleasuring me too. I couldn't help but whimper in excitement. The two weeks I spent with him had only made me want him more. Ichigo had done the impossible. Imprinting his touch, taste, smell, and all-over presence onto my body.

Grabbing a fist full of Ulquiorra's hair, I pulled him back to my lips. Deep kisses were the only thing stopping me from moaning out Ichigo's name. Ulquiorra kissed me back intensely. His hand found my clit and gave it attention. Feeling the tugs of my second approaching climax, I released my tight hold of his hair and stared into his emerald eyes. His eyes were locked on me. What would I do to have them both touching and inside of me? He cursed when my walls tightened around him. All because I was fantasizing about the double penetration of both men.

His eyes trailed all over my face then back to my eyes. Slowing down his strokes and fingers to a stop, Ulquiorra pressed himself into my thigh. "I wanted to tell you something before I left." He closed his eyes when I unconsciously clenched my pussy. "Shit… what are you doing to me?" he hissed letting his dick jump.

I sighed at the feeling. "I don't know yet."

He pecked my lips before drawing back to look at me. "You know I love you right?"

"Yes," I swirled my hips so he could move again. He didn't move though. I glanced up at him. His eyes never left my face. I smiled at him. "Do you want me to say it back?" I teased.

He plunged firmly into me, making me shriek in pain and pleasure. "Will you make me wait another two weeks?"

"Never." I grabbed his hair again and tugged his head back. my lips found his neck and gave it a sloppy kiss along with a bite. Reeling back, I gazed into his eyes. "Marking you there proves how much I desire you." I then pulled him to my lips. Parting them to slide my tongue inside to taste myself there. I was getting high off the flavor. My teeth tugged on his bottom lip as I whispered, "I love you more than you think."

It didn't take him long to start thrusting and playing with my clit. He whispered expressions of love through each kiss. I sighed at his words. Circling and tugging my already sensitive body into another thunderous orgasm.

He grunted at the feel of my spasming pussy. He sighed as spurts of come filled me up. My heart and mind started racing at the concept of becoming pregnant after finding out I wasn't. The sound of movement behind the door pulled me from my imagination. The reality of what I had done crashed down on me like a tidal wave.

Ichigo.

Not letting Ulquiorra bask in the ambiance of his euphoria, I pushed him off and out of me. We both hissed at how wet we were from our mixed succus. The trail of the mixture slid down my thigh. I paid it no mind even if the shivers of my choices racked through my body. I shoved my leg inside of my panties and jeans.

He looked at my frantic movements as I dressed myself.

"I'm sorry for doing that but… there's a reason why." I licked my swollen lips looking down at his deflating moist dick. "Get dressed." I turned away from him and practically almost ripped the hinges of my bedroom door off as I opened it.

Looking around the empty hall, my eyes searched for Ichigo. He was not in the now clean kitchen which I told him I would do. Turning my head to the other side, I saw him sitting with his hands clasped near his face, elbows supported on his thighs, and head down as he sat on my couch inside of my living room. Silence filled the air as I approached him hesitantly with the coffee table between us.

"Ichigo…?" I softly whispered, gaining his attention. He looked up at me with sad eyes.

He definitely heard us.

The dread of what I had done sank heavier into my psyche.

"I'm sorry," I quickly apologized, trying to get ahead of the turmoil he might be going through. He dropped his hands and opened his mouth to speak but stopped when Ulquiorra finally joined us. His eyebrows furrowed as he frowned at him. He looked away from both of us.

"Now you know you are no longer needed," Ulquiorra spoke up first at our silence. Ichigo tightened his clasped hands controlling his anger.

"Stop it, Ulquiorra," I glanced next to me begging him to cease his mockery. He only rolled his eyes and turned away from me. Facing Ichigo again, he was still sitting rigidly straight not saying a word. "I'm sorry Ichigo… what happened back there wasn't supposed to happen."

"But it did." I cringed at his edgy voice. He looked up at me, eyes zeroing in on the hickey on my neck I knew Ulquiorra had left. I quickly slapped a hand over the mark trying to hide it. Finding my eyes again, I saw the hurt etched into his features. "It was as if I didn't exist. Like the past two weeks didn't mean anything."

"You do… you already know it does." Ichigo didn't look away. The sadness and hurt deflated my words into small whispers. "I'm sorry."

"Stop apologizing," Ulquiorra snapped. "You did nothing wrong." He pulled me back getting close to Ichigo. He watched Ulquiorra approach him. "Sulk all you want but you knew I was here after you went to your girlfriend. You broke Orihime's heart, and I helped fix it. I did, not you."

"Wait Ulquiorra!" I tried to pull him back, but he did not budge. I was afraid of this confrontation, but lust dragged me from what I was meant to do today. Trying once again, I pulled at Ulquiorra's arm, but he snatched it back and stared daggers at a defeated Ichigo.

Suddenly Ichigo stood up from the couch and glared back at Ulquiorra with a new burning fire in his irises.

"Did she tell you that she loves you too?" My eyes widen at his question. Ulquiorra narrowed his eyes at him before looking at me.

"What is he talking about?"

"That's… that's what I wanted to talk to you about…" I whispered at the sudden anger radiating from him. "… before we got distracted."

"Orihime… I swear to God," Ulquiorra growled.

Without missing a beat, Ichigo was away from the couch and between us. "Don't blame her." Ulquiorra moved his eyes to Ichigo's protective stance.

"Move out of my way," he said slowly internally seething.

"Relax and hear her out." Ichigo did not budge from his spot. "I had to, so you can do the same." He tilted his head to the armchair near us. "Sit down and let her explain."

Ulquiorra glanced between the two of us. "I won't ask you again… move out of the way."

The tension in the air was suffocating and boiling. My face was turning red from their argument. Not willing to escalate the situation unfolding in front of my eyes, I touched Ichigo's arm. "It's okay. I can handle it."

Ulquiorra growled snatching my arm away from Ichigo's and pulling me towards him. "Oww!" I shrieked from the pain. Ichigo didn't hesitate in grabbing Ulquiorra's wrist.

"Let her go. You're hurting her."

"I'll be damned if I listen to anything you have to say." This was getting out of hand. I pushed Ichigo and Ulquiorra back releasing the hold on each other.

"Stop it both of you. Can't you act civil, please?" They both looked at me, still brewing with hostility.

"This wouldn't be happening if this asshole didn't come here three years ahead of schedule," Ichigo pointed out.

"Me? This wouldn't have happened if you just kept your fucking distance," Ulquiorra fumed with malice.

"Fuck you!"

"Fuck You!"

"Stop it!" I shouted, my body trembling. "Dammit. This is my fault okay." I glared at both of them trying to hide the quivering ache. "Sit down and listen to what I have to say." I may be small, but I will get my point across today. Also, to try and calm my intense horniness. Seeing how heated they can get unintentionally turned me on. If they can show that much passion towards me behind closed doors, I will surely lose my mind. Blinking away the heated thoughts, I noticed they didn't move after I asked them to. "Sit down!"

They grunted in disapproval but relocated to the couch and armchair. Finally calming down my aggravation, I softened my irritated gaze and took a calm breath as I fanned myself.

"Listen Ulquiorra, what Ichigo said is true. I told him I loved him… but I reiterated that I was in love with you too." He shifted in the armchair clearly abhorrent with my statement. But I kept going, he needed to hear this. "I know it's upsetting to know the girl you like is-"

"The woman I love," Ulquiorra corrected.

I couldn't help but hide my smile at his affirmation by biting the inside of my cheek. Ichigo sneered quickly wiping away my slow-growing smile. I cleared my throat. "Yes, the g… the woman you love is in love with you and is also in love with someone else. I can't help my emotions. It's a catch-22 per se." I further explained my view of love to him. The pure sweet love he exuberated out of me, and the burning love Ichigo gave me along with the rollercoaster of emotions.

Ulquiorra silently let my words sink in, leaning back in the armchair and pulling at the collar of his sweater. Ichigo never took his eyes off me as I spoke. He could tell what I was thinking. I shifted in my stance trying to calm my body down from his gaze.

Ulquiorra ran his fingers through his hair when I finished. "What are you saying Orihime? What does that mean for us?" he asked concerned. I licked my lips concentrating on his questions and not Ichigo's pointed stare.

"I'm getting to that. First, there's more I need to tell you two…" I trailed off. "Before you came, this morning I went to see the doctor." They perked at my sudden mention of health. Their eyes widen in worry. I quickly quashed it. "You both have the tendency not to wear condoms." The realization settled in when both of their eyes moved to my stomach. "I'm not pregnant," I abruptly said waving my hands in denial.

Ulquiorra and Ichigo both had different expressions on their faces. Ulquiorra was slightly disappointed then relieved. Ichigo was stiff with fear and then anxiousness. He wiped his hands on his pants.

I understood his fear. Becoming a father so young was not in the stars for him. Financially and mentally. Ulquiorra on the other hand was not ready emotionally to become a father. I rounded the coffee table to plant myself on the couch between them.

"So, here's the deal. I want you both." They both looked at me as if I was crazy. I chuckled at their bewilderment. "I know it's not ideal… but I'm feeling bold." I leaned forward on the couch placing my hand on both of their knees. "After the New Year's fireworks tomorrow night, I want a threesome."

To Be Continued…

Author's Notes:

I really had to dream and sit on the train to think about this chapter.

Hope it was to your liking.

The next chapter will be the last.

Until next time!

Songs

Get You – Daniel Caesar, Kali Uchis

…Fuck – Johnny Rain

I Want To - Rosenfeld

She Thinks of Me – Landon Tewers

So In Love With Two - Mikalia