Author's Notes:

Orihime's ex is not Ichigo. I figured, let me leave it up to everyone's imagination, but I would rather put a face to the person.

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One Night of Fun

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Orihime

I sat listening to Riruka talk about how cute Yukio is in the DJ booth spinning the turntables. Sipping my cocktail, I smiled at how much she gushed over him.

"Now it's your turn. See anyone tonight that might have caught your eye?" Riruka wiggled her eyebrows.

"Maybe," I played with the stem of the empty glass. "The owner Grimmjow… is he single?"

"Eww, why him?"

"Why not?" I dropped my hand from my glass. "Is there something wrong with him?"

Riruka leaned back on the booth folding her arms over her chest. "I mean… not really. But he's older… like way older."

"Oh," I pushed some strands of hair behind my ear. "How much older?"

"I think he's 28."

I looked up at her. "That's not old."

"Well, it is to me. Find someone at least five years your senior not seven."

I waved her off. "I don't care about age right now. It's not like we're going to date."

"True. An old dog can teach you new tricks." Riruka leaned her elbows on the table.

"The saying is 'an old dog can learn new tricks'," I corrected her.

"What's the difference? He's still old." We burst out laughing. A loud voice came over the speakers. We both looked up and turned to the new DJ. "Ah, Yukio's set is over. Do I look okay?" I turned and smiled at how in love she was.

"Yes, you look pretty."

"Thanks," she mumbled. Not taking my word for it, she took out her phone to look at her reflection. I could only shake my head and chuckle at her behavior. The feeling of eyes on me made me tilt my head to the side. Grimmjow was staring at me. I gazed back and smiled.

He does want me.

My phone buzzed with an incoming call on the side of me. I broke the smoldering eyelock to look at my vibrating purse. Taking it out, I hissed at how hot my phone felt. The screen lit up to over 37 missed calls, 104 messages, and 16 voicemails.

All from my ex.

My stomach fell wondering what the possible reason for him could be to even talk to me. Now. After all, he has done.

Riruka's squeal pulled me from my internal turmoil. I glanced up at her. She was waving her hands over her head to someone behind me. Turning around I saw Yukio making his way towards us. I grabbed my purse while shoving my phone inside.

"Where are you going?" Riruka asked, watching me get up from the booth.

"Restroom," I stood up smoothing out my skirt. "You two have the tendency to lock lips as if the world is your bedroom. I rather be somewhere else than see that." Riruka scrunched up her face. "I'll come back when I know for sure your done making out." When Yukio arrived at the table, I said a quick hello and beelined my way to the restrooms.

The ladies' room was not as packed as I had thought. Instead, there were three women in front of the mirror fixing their make-up and hair. I smiled at them as I made my way to one of the stalls. Taking out my phone, another incoming call from him came through.

I slid the accept button and pressed it to my ear. "What?" I hissed out a whisper.

"Why are you ignoring me."

"I don't know… maybe because you're an engaged man."

"Don't give me that shit. You could have at least let me know you were okay."

"Why were you calling me Askin?" I ignored his fake concern.

"I wanted to ask if you were okay. I didn't see you after the ceremony."

I rolled my eyes. "Why are you asking me that now? Do you really think I would be okay with what you did?" Whispers from the three women could be heard as they left the restroom. I unlocked the stall door and made my way to the sink. Throwing my purse down, I turned on the faucet letting the water run.

"Yeah, sorry about that," Askin sighed. "I just needed to prove to my fiancé I was over you."

"Well, you have a way of showing it sending me over a hundred text messages and calling my phone nonstop."

"Oh, get off your high horse. I was calling because I was worried."

I removed the phone from my ear to look at the screen. Is he serious? Placing it back to my ear, I snarled. "You don't get to do that. Not anymore. Not after what you did to me! Humiliating me, not just once but twice." Two women came into the restroom, I turned to them and gave a weak smile before turning to face the mirror. I ran my fingers through my hair pretending to fix myself, but internally I was ready to curse.

"Don't tell me you're still angry about that."

I dropped my hand on the counter and squeezed the phone. "That? You used me for sex and paraded me around like an idiot for jokes!" The two women looked at me in concern. I smiled before grabbing my purse off the counter to exit the restroom. To make sure I was alone, I looked around, so no one was in earshot before I snapped at him. "Askin, after all you did to me why do you care how I feel now? We graduated from college and will no longer see each other. You're engaged to Bambietta so leave me the hell alone!"

"Why do you keep bringing up my engagement? Did you want me to propose to you instead?" At this point, I felt like our conversation was going around in circles.

"Look, I don't care." A door behind me opened, and I turned to see it was Grimmjow leaving the 'Employees Only' room. Our eyes locked. He raised an eyebrow at my flushed face from arguing with Askin. He was saying something in my ear but staring at Grimmjow and how he made me feel mere moments ago on the dancefloor came flooding back. Licking my lips, I pressed the phone closer to my ear and my eyes still locked on him. "Askin," I whispered cutting him off from his rant.

"What?"

"Don't call me again. I didn't want you then and I don't want you now. Goodbye." I moved the phone from my ear and hung up. Grimmjow watched me closely.

"Your douchebag ex still bothering you?" I nodded, pushing my bangs behind my ear. "What a shame." He took a step closer, towering over me. My phone started buzzing in my hand. We both looked down at it. He leaned forward, making my breath hitch at how close we were. His hand brushed my palm taking the phone. I quickly registered what he was doing when he answered it. "Yo."

"What are you doing?" I tried to take it from him, but he turned to the side out of my reach.

Grimmjow listened to whatever Askin was yelling about, which I could hardly hear due to the bass from the music. "I see. So, you're calling her because?" He glanced down at me from the corner of his eye and then straight ahead still listening. "Damn. From what I'm hearing, you can't seem to let her go like she did with you. I mean, she is quite cute."

He turned to face me. "Sexy even, if you know how to push her buttons." Grimmjow's smile turned sinister as Askin was yelling obscenities at him. "Oh, come on you sick motherfucker, why would you say that? Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?" His other hand which was in his pants pocket came out to reach for my waist. He pulled me close to his body. The smell of smoky wood and a hint of sage filled my nostrils.

"She's an innocent pet you couldn't train properly." His fingers moved from my waist up to my chin tilting it up. I watched his tongue move across his top lip hungrily and back to his penetrating eyes. "But don't you worry about a thing, I'll fuck her better than you ever have. Making her purr out my name by the time I'm done."

My knees felt weak as all the blood in my body rushed to my core, throbbing at his words. He hung up the phone still gazing at me. "Did you mean that?" I didn't even register the sound of my voice, but it was desperate.

Grimmjow grinned. "Oh yes, I am princess." He glanced at my phone, moving his thumb over something, and then handed it to me. "Blocked." He leaned down, letting his nose press against mine. "Now let's get out of here so I can fuck you."

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Grimmjow opened the door to his condo, and I followed him inside. After he locked the door, I stood in the foyer motionless as he walked past me further inside.

"Don't just stand there." My palms grew sweaty at the thought of what awaited me beyond the walls of his home. I slowly followed behind him. "Thirsty?"

"Yeah." Maybe some water will help me calm my nerves.

"You can freshen up in the bathroom down the hall while I make our drinks." He turned on some lights illuminating the spacious condo. The décor was different from what I expected. Especially from him. The walls were painted in a soft beige and decorated with paintings of different landscapes. His furniture matched well and was themed with the pieces of art. Nothing family-related. Everything felt isolated. Lonely even.

I slid my heels off before padding my feet down the hall. My eyes were taking in the paintings wondering how much they all cost and what they represented. Finding the open door to the bathroom, I walked in and closed the door. Turning on the light, I figured it would be similar to the rest of his home. Clean and mosaic. The tiles matched the walls, and the soaps and towels had a harmonized theme. It was like a woman had a hand in the decoration. Everything was pristine and set up for guests.

Turning on the faucet, I stared at my reflection in the mirror. My eyes were wide and nervous. Doing something like this was a first for me so my ramping nerves were understandable. I opened my purse and took out a mini mouthwash to freshen my breath. While it was swirling around, I washed my face of any makeup before spitting out the remnants of foam. Taking a clean towel, I damped my face dry.

I plastered a smile on my face after taking a few deep breaths. Eyeing my clothes, I reached under the hem of my crop top and pushed it up. Riruka said my top did not need a bra, but nude stickers over my nipples. The bra would throw off the lace design of the top. I pulled off the stickers and cleaned them of any residue before fixing my top. Ruffling my hair to make it fuller, I nodded and turned off the light. Walking out, I took out my phone to send a quick message to Riruka not to wait up and apologize for leaving without saying goodbye.

When I came back into the living room Grimmjow was standing with two glasses of brown liquor in each hand. He handed me one and I took the glass, bringing it to my lips. The whiff of the strong alcohol almost made me gag.

"I'm not much of a drinker," I said moving the glass from my lips.

Grimmjow downed his drink before looking at me. "Is that so." He moved closer to me. His fingers touched mine wrapping it around the glass. "How would you know if you don't try it?"

My eyes moved to his lips and then back to his intense eyes. It was like his words were putting me under a spell. "True," I whispered. The glass moved back to my lips with his help, and I swallowed the shot of alcohol. The burn flowed down my throat into my stomach, which was already swirling with nervousness and anticipation.

He took the glass from my hand and placed it on the nearby table. The intoxicating scent of his cologne made me move closer to him. Standing on my toes, I leaned in to kiss his lips as I closed my eyes ready to take the challenge of opening my mind. Instead of feeling his own lips against mine, his index finger pushed me back down.

I opened my eyes to see him staring down at me. "I only fuck." My eyes widen at his words. "That kissing shit is for your boyfriends." I opened my mouth to challenge him but stopped when his fingers left my lips to undo the rest of the buttons on his shirt. My eyes widened when it opened showing off his toned chest and delicious set of abs. His happy trail of blue hair peeked from the waistline of his slacks.

"Now, turn around and put your hands on the wall." I shivered at how icy his voice sounded. It had a drip of something dangerous if I didn't listen. I turned around and placed my hands on the nearby walls. "Spread your legs."

"But my clothes-"

"Did I say to talk?" I shook my head and faced the wall. My body quivered with anticipation. He walked behind me and traced my thighs with his fingers. I started breathing heavily feeling his fingers hike my skirt over my ass. He then traced the lining of my underwear. The sound of the flimsy material ripping reached my ears and I let out a yelp from the tug.

I turned my head to see him through the strands of my hair. My panties were by his nose, and he inhaled my scent. He truly was a man with animalistic tendencies.

"You smell good," he whispered reaching into his pocket to retrieve a condom. I didn't respond but watched him throw my shredded panties to the floor. He ripped the condom wrapper with his teeth and slid it on. His other hand reached for my top, pulling it up and exposing my breasts. He smirked at my lack of a bra.

He used one hand to cup my breast, and the other to guide himself into me. We both let out a groan of appreciation as he slid in, making me squirm as my body stretched for him. He filled me up, then didn't move, locking an arm around my waist to pull me close to him. His other hand moved from my breast to between my legs, pressing his thumb to my clit, just hard enough for me to feel it and want more. I tried to rock against his hand, but he held me still, squeezing me against his body a little harder.

With slow deep breaths, he then began moving.

There was a burst of momentum as he plunged into me, deep and hard. I could have sworn he was already buried as deep as he could go, but I was proven wrong. That little move sent me up onto my toes with a sharp gasp of pleasure, followed quickly by another as he slid out of me just enough to do it again. I bit my lip hard, trying to hold my composure as he began his strokes. His moves were unhurried at first, carefully measured and delivered, stretching, teasing, and pulling out stifled moans.

His thumb started moving against my clit. Tight, slow circles that made me squeeze my eyes shut. He nestled into me, not moving back, tackling his hips against mine. It felt so good feeling him inside of me, I almost made my lip bleed from how hard I was biting it.

He moved his hand from my waist, burying it in my hair and grabbing a handful. He tugged my head back, latching his mouth onto my neck and sucking hard, sending a deep shiver over my whole body.

"Stop holding back," he growled in my ear and then bit me there soothing the sting with a kiss.

I whimpered in refusal. Taking my defiance as a challenge, he slammed into me with fast, deep, powerful strokes and before I knew it, I was screaming. Over and over, he plunged into me. My whimpers, moans, and cries of pleasure were scattered by the smack of skin on skin as the stimulating aroma of sex filled the air.

He lifted me by my hips, taking my feet off the ground as he drove into me harder. Weak with pleasure, there wasn't much I could do except enjoy it. I braced my arms against the wall as pressure mounted in my core, rocking back, meeting him stroke for stroke, rolling my hips as much as I could. Somehow, he slid deeper again, his balls slapping against me as he moved. He used one arm around my waist to keep me up, then moved his other hand between my legs again.

As soon as he touched my clit, I came.

"Ah!"

A powerful shudder wracked my body as I came, sending tremors radiating all the way down to my toes. My throat was already raw, but I couldn't seem to stop calling out his name as wave after wave of bliss rocked over me. I screamed again as he slammed into me one last time, with a thick growl in my ear as he came.

My breath was still coming in shallow pants, and tears streamed down my cheeks as Grimmjow pressed his face to the back of my neck. I let out a heavy sigh as he lowered my feet back to the ground, then hurriedly sucked in more air. My heart was still racing when he tightened his arms around my waist and planted several kisses along my shoulder before sinking his teeth there. He was still inside of me, still throbbing, and my body submissively clenched around him, again and again, like it was saying more, more, give me more.

"Fuck," he muttered, pushing his face against my neck again. "Your…"

"I know," I assumed he was talking about how I felt around him. I swallowed hard and ran my tongue over my lips. "Don't tell me you're tired already?"

It felt like he stopped breathing when those words left my lips. "You think I'm tired after one round?" I chuckled at his question. "Oh, princess you have no idea what I have in store for you."

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Grimmjow

This girl thought I was some old man with only one round in him. She was sadly mistaken.

I fucked her again against the wall, but this time I made her face me. My eyes studied her face as she took my dick. Before I let her come again, I pulled out of her. She exhaled out of frustration. Placing her feet on the ground, I stepped back admiring her hiked skirt and revealing breasts. Fisting my dick, I pulled off the condom and stroked myself.

Orihime's hazel eyes drifted down to my hand watching me fondle myself. Her eyes found mine as she licked her lips. Glad she knows what I want her to do.

"On your knees and take this in your mouth." My eyes watched her push herself off the wall. With bravery I knew she had hidden behind that innocent persona; she took off her top and took a step closer to me.

"If I can't kiss you on your lips, is everywhere else okay?"

"Whatever you want princess." She smiled before standing on her toes to kiss my neck. Each kiss, nip, and bite moved down my chest. Her tongue swirled over my nipples and then tugged on the buds. She soothed the bite with a kiss as she traveled down my abs. When she was on her knees, my fingers ran through her hair. Her delicate hands touched the base of my dick giving it an uncertain caress.

Through her lashes, she looked up at me. "I've never done this before."

My dick jumped in her hands at her assertion. "Open your mouth and relax your throat." She nodded before licking her lips again. Her mouth opened slightly. "Wider." Her eyes looked up at me before opening her mouth wider. Wrapping my hand around hers, I guided myself inside her mouth. It was hot and wet. I hissed at the scrape of her teeth over my crown. I didn't push further. "Now close your mouth and suck on it." Not breaking eye contact, she sealed her lips over my dick and swirled her tongue over my tip.

We both moaned at the feeling. My fingers tightened in her hair and my hips instinctively jerked pushing further into her mouth. To my shock, she didn't flinch from the pain. One hand moved to my thigh to help steady the bob of her head, while the other squeezed. She went slow, up and down, tongue swirling, sucking, and dragging under. Her hand moved up and down squeezing what her mouth could not reach.

I dropped my head back. For her first time, she was doing exceptionally well with minor scrapes of her teeth. Both of her hands rested on my thighs while her mouth took me further in. I looked down at her, watching her saliva pour from the corners of her lips and her cheeks red. Her mouth opened inhaling each inch she could fit. Fisting her hair, I helped her go deeper until I was fucking her mouth. The gagging and choking sounds only made me ravage her more until the base of my spine tingled. I growled with one last thrust and spurts of come poured down her throat. Her glossy eyes closed, not moving and taking everything I had to offer.

Her hands fell from my thighs and touched her chin. Letting her go, I watched her pull back and close her mouth. Tiny drops of come fell onto her chest. Not taking my eyes off her, Orihime inhaled through her nose before looking up at me.

"You don't have to swallow it." She shook her head. With awe, I watched her stand up and run her fingers through her hair. Closing her eyes again, she relaxed her body and swallowed. Opening her eyes, she blinked and looked at her chest. With one finger, she swiped the remnants on her breast before bringing it to her lips to suck it clean. She glanced at me with a smile.

"It's not as bad as I thought." I grinned at her. Reaching for her, I picked her up by the thighs pressing her wet pussy to my raising dick. She moaned at the feeling.

"You just keep amazing me princess." She smiled at me before wrapping her arms around my neck.

"I can amaze you some more." Without another word, I brought her to my bedroom.

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Orihime

I woke up to a heavy feeling beside me. Opening my eyes, I blinked focusing on the muscled man drawing small circles on my naked waist. For a large bed, he was awfully close.

"Awake?" I nodded, feeling the ache spreading all over my body. "Good."

His kisses were gentle at first- soft, barely there. I was shocked at first but reacted tenderly kissing him back. Little by little, that pressure increased, my lips parted, and our tongues met. Hands moved lower, gripping, squeezing, and massaging each cheek of my butt, pulling me against his already stiff erection.

I gasped as his hands moved up under the sheets to cup my breasts. He tugged the sheet away, exposing my breasts before he dove in, licking and sucking my nipples into hard peaks that he teased with his fingers as he kissed his way down.

The pressure was building in my core by the time he eased my legs apart. He ran his tongue along the inside of my leg on one side, kissed the seams of my thighs, and then licked his way down the other side. He peppered the insides of my thighs with kisses, nibbles that crease of my butt cheeks, building anticipation and making me wetter. I was squirming underneath his touch, anxious, ready to beg him to stop teasing when he pressed his whole tongue on me in a broad, slow lick, and then closed his mouth over me.

I nearly came right then.

My fingers ran through his blue hair, and a high-pitched moan escaped my throat as he lapped at me with his vast tongue. He perched my legs over his broad shoulders, burying his face between my thighs as he dipped his tongue in me, making slurping noises that sent a thrill of pleasure up my spine. Suddenly, he pushed my legs up higher, knees to chest, opening me up wider, noisily devouring me like I was the best thing he'd ever tasted. His mouth was everywhere on my slick flesh, sucking my lips, kissing, nibbling, licking me until my thighs began to tremble.

I tried to ease back, to calm my racing heart, quiet my cries and moans of pleasure, but it was pointless with his arms locked around my thighs, holding me in place. He licked me -savored me- until an orgasm wracked my body, leaving me quivering with ecstasy.

Faintly, I heard him open a drawer beside the bed, and then he was between my legs again. His mouth came down on mine as he parted my thighs, sinking into me with a confident stroke that made me gasp. He plunged his tongue into my mouth as he began to thrust, giving me a sex-laced kiss that made me dizzy with passion. His tongue against mine, exploring, caressing, and getting me high off him.

The morning light enveloping his master bedroom and the sensually wet sound of skin on skin made everything so intense. His fingertips were on my hips as he gripped and squeezed, plunging in deeper. His hot mouth on my neck, his breath in my ear as he growled about how good I felt around him.

For a while, his thrusts were slow, and measured, but eventually, they picked up steam, until he was diving into me with deep, heavenly strokes that made it hard to breathe. I hooked my legs around his waist, opening up for him so he could go deeper, and digging my nails into his back when he did. His mouth went to my neck, sucking and biting as he burrowed himself deep, grinding into me. My eyes stung with tears of pleasure as I pressed my face to his shoulder, trying not to scream as he began thrusting into me again, with fast-paced strokes that made me feel like I was right on the edge of erupting.

And I did.

Grimmjow's mouth crashed onto mine as I came, swallowing my scream of ecstasy. He slammed into me one last time a few moments later, groaning as he locked his arms around my waist, holding me tight against him. Hot spurts of come filled the condom making me sigh at how warm it felt.

I closed my eyes feeling sleep taking over. I felt Grimmjow leave the bed to get rid of the condom, clean himself up, and then come back with a towel for me before he climbed back into the bed. I was barely conscious as he moved the warm cloth over my skin, more gently than I expected from him.

With the last bit of energy I had left, I turned to him, snuggling close to his chest. He didn't deny me for getting too close.

"I thought you didn't want us to kiss."

"What?" he grunted.

"When we were downstairs, you told me 'I only fuck. That kissing shit is for your boyfriends'." I couldn't help but make my voice sound deeper to imitate him. I smiled at the warm rumble in his chest as he laughed at my voice change. He moved his hand over my waist pulling me closer to his warm body.

"I did say that."

"Mhmm. So, is that your way of saying you're my soon-to-be boyfriend?" I threw my leg over his hip pressing my warm core against his semi-hard dick.

His hand grabbed my chin tipping it up so he could press his lips to mine. "We'll see if I get one more night with you."

The End

Author's Notes:

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Songs

High – Alina Baraz

Permission – Ro James

Make Me Feel – Alina Baraz, Galimatias

Eyes On You - SWIM

Our First Time – Bruno Mars

Sacrifice - Black Atlass & Jessie Reyez