Chapter 28: A feeling she won't forget

[Hueco Mundo, meeting room]

Quorro finally made it to the meeting room a few minutes later, still keeping up her usual attitude and stoic nature the entire time. Though, she was still feeling a little hot under the collar from before. The thoughts of that orange haired stud still swam within her mind and all she wanted was to be alone with her thoughts of him once more, but for now she had to subdue those thoughts during the meeting.

'Later should be fine as long as I don't have an assignment from Lady Aizen.' She said to herself as she sat at her designated chair.

As she was seated, Grimmjane began to lean back in her chair in her usual, relaxed way. She noticed Quorro sitting down and could swear she smelled something different about the most boring espada here. She smelled oddly musky like with a hint of sweat and, was that strawberries? Grimmjane narrowed her eyes to the forth as the pale woman had her eyes closed as usual and wondered just why she smelt like a certain frui-

'Ohhohoho.' Grimmjane chuckled to herself as she figured it out. 'She still smells like that stud. Maybe this could be worth my time later on.' She grinned a bit as she watched Quorro for a moment before Sorako showed up in the room.

Sorako sat down in her chair at the head of the table, ignoring the 'gift' Gina gave her to sit on in their last session. Suppressing a groan, she started the meeting nonetheless.

"Now then, it's time we began the next part of our plan." She spoke in her usual tone.

"And what exactly would that be?" Yamma, the large one, asked in grumpy tone.

Sorako smirked as she rested her arm on the chair and her chin her hand. "By now, Kisuke Urahara has most likely already figured out what my plans are to reach the Soul King's Palace. And most likely she thinks that this boy can stop my progress." The thought of the teen had almost everyone in some form of excitement.

For Starrk, she was a bit indifferent about him, but wished to test her strength against his. Maybe even find out if he was worthy enough for her to go all out for the first time.

Baraga, the second and oldest of the espada, also wished to fight him and prove once again why she is the true Queen of Hueco Mundo. Maybe even use him as a plaything for a while. The thought made her smirk as she remembered seeing Quorro's memories of that night.

Halibel was also indifferent as she had no interest in the orange haired teen, though she couldn't deny that he was indeed powerful. He would definitely be a problem for Lady Aizen and had to be dealt with without any of these lustful morons in the room wanting to jump his bone rather than finishing him off.

Nnoitra was grinning madly as she wanted some of that strawberry. Maybe even see if he could 'pierce' her skin in a sense of the word.

Grimmjane licked her lips at the thought of that stud once more. She wanted-no- needed to face him again and prove her power against him, and then mate with him to her hearts content. She was still jealous that Quorro got to get fucked by him long before she did, but that was gonna change real soon.

Zommarrie, the seventh espada, had similar thoughts to Halibel. This boy should be dealt with swiftly, and she was just the one to do it with her unparalleled speed.

Sayida was actually excited. She didn't really care of how sexy he was, or how good in bed he was, she just wanted to experiment on him and see what made him tick. The thought was entirely exciting to the pink haired scientist.

Aaronette, the ninth espada, was rather impassive towards the teen. One one hand, she found him interesting and wished to watch him extensively. One the other hand though, she figured that he would be a waste of time and should be fed to one of these other espada's that wished to basically rape him.

Yamma also had a big grin on her face as she really wanted to get him bed more than anyone else in the room. Anyone who could tame someone like Quorro without much resistance had to be an amazing lay. Not to mention the fact that from Grimmjane's report, he was incredibly powerful. She wanted him so badly right now.

Quorro's eyes snapped open at the mere mention of the one who claimed her in his own bedroom. She tried and failed to stop her thoughts from going to that night as she could feel her already aroused womanhood quiver and become damp at the very name being repeated in her head.

Sorako continued as she saw the many different reactions on her espada's faces. It come's as no surprise to her that most would rather sleep with the boy than kill him and be rid of the problem, but it is to be expected really. At least the boy might be a welcome distraction if need be.

"Anyway," the espada regained their composure as they continued to listen. "So far, aside from some of the reports I've read about his battles within the Seireitei and his battles with Grimmjane and even a Vasto Lordes hollow, not much is known on his real power. As far as we know, he is mostly an unknown factor in my plans and should be removed."

This made a few of the espada look to Sorako with conflicting thoughts.

"So we just kill him instead of having a good time like Quorro did?" Nnoitra asked, causing the aforementioned espada to give her a hard death stare.

Sorako smirked. "In all honesty, it would be a waste if he were simply killed." This got more than a few raised eyebrows from the group at the table. "He is very powerful and would even make an even more powerful ally in the battle, but from what we know, he is rather loyal to the soul reapers. Unless." She looked straight towards Quorro, causing the flustered espada to visibly stiffen. "We sent someone he knew to 'persuade' him to our cause."

"With all due respect Lady Aizen," Halibel started, a bit irritated by the idea of keeping him alive. "If he is such a problem, then shouldn't he be eliminated instead of coerced to us?"

"The hell with that." Grimmjane started as she stood up. "I still wanna fight him then fuck his brains out, and him being here at my beck and call is just an added bonus."

"Like he would want some bimbo like you." Nnoitra sneered to the blue haired beauty.

"What you say bitch?!" Grimmjane was about to get in her face when Yamma interrupted.

"I actually have to agree with Aizen here. At least then things would be a lot more entertaining here." She said with a lustful grin on her face.

"Tch." Baraga folded her arms as she wasn't interested in the petty conversations of the others. Though the thought of capturing the kid was enticing to her.

"And this is another reason to bring him into the fold." Sorako started once more, releasing some spirit energy to get everyones attention. "He would be a welcome stress reliever for you whole lot and the rest of the arrancar within Las Noches. Don't you all agree?"

No one said a word as they could still feel Sorako's reiatsu coming out, nearly crushing them all. When there were no words said, Sorako simply smirked and continued.

"Now then, Quorro," She looked to the still flushed espada.

"Y-yes Lady Aizen?"

"You and Yamma will go to the world of the living in a few days and deal with the boy. Should he join us, bring him here to me. If not," her smirk grew devious, "then make sure to leave a lasting impression so he reconsiders." Both Quorro and Yamma blushed at the implication, though Yamma quickly regained herself and became excited, while Quorro started to feel a growing heat in her chest.

In her stomach, she was feeling something that she had never felt before. What was it, this bubbling feeling she had towards him? Admiration? Anticipation? Joy? Lust, well that was a given, but there was something so much more than that that she felt. After Sorako dismissed the meeting, Quorro left rather quickly to her room and locked her door. She didn't know what she felt as it was an entirely new feeling to her much like that night before. All she knew was that she really needed to rest before she feels anything else she was beginning to be afraid of. She started feeling hot all of sudden though, very hot.

Quorro took off all of her clothing, leaving her entirely exposed to cool chill that eased her suddenly burning body, and laid down on her bed, hoping that whatever was going on would pass. She breathed a little heavily as she laid down on her back, feeling the heat rising in her once more. She began to sweat as her body refused to cool off, even in the relatively cold room she was in. All she could do was lay there, panting heavily and sweating profusely as her body was on fire at this point. She tossed and turned as a dark glow resonated from her stomach and started moving all around her body. The dark glow began to stretch to each of her limbs and center itself along her hollow hole, where the glow intensified and then solidified itself. Quorro was gritting her teeth and groaning as the heat in her body was becoming too much for her to handle. It became so fierce and intense, that she actually came right then and there, causing the glow to contrast towards her hollow hole and disappear entirely. The heat had finally vanished and Quorro breathed a sigh of relief as she passed out from the feeling she had just went through.

As she slept though, unbeknown to her, her hollow hole began to break as a dark/teal glow began to resonate from the cracks. Inside of it, a small, pale hand began to reach its fingers through them.

Now this seems like a great place to end this chapter. I was really debating on whether to have a timeskip and stick to Ichigo, or go and show the Vizards, but I decided to do that in the next chapter instead. This with the espada's and Aizen took precedence for the story. What's going on with Quorro will be explained later when she and Yamma are about to leave, but the next chapter will focus primarily on the Vizards.

I hope everyone is staying safe out there in these unsure times and hope that reading this or any story on this website helps you to take some time to forget about what's happening today. If it brings a sense of solace, then awesome and I'm glade to have been a part of that.

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