OOC - Log - GRIMMULQUI
Who: Grimmjaw and Ulquiorra
What: A serious talk and then the sex. And some woobles.
Where: Grimmjaw's room in Las Noches
When: The day before the two of them try to leave las Noches for good
Rating: NC-17
Your characters can't see this, but if they live in Las Noches, there's a good chance they felt it.
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Ulquiorra stepped into the doorway of Grimmjaw's room and leaned his shoulder against the doorframe, his hands tucked comfortably in his pockets as he allowed his reiatsu to alert the Espada to his presence. "The homunculi are gone," he announced smoothly. "We have no reason to remain here anymore."
Grimmjaw had been sitting on his bed, and stood when Ulquiorra entered the room. He nodded carefully. "When?"
Ulquiorra shrugged. "I have no specific time in mind. Do you?"
Grimmjaw shrugged back. "I'm ready to leave whenever you are." He glanced around the room that had been his for the past year, and furrowed his brow. "I'm ready."
Ulquiorra nodded. "Very well then. Perhaps after his...twins...are born, we can leave amongst his confusion."
Grimmjaw shuddered slightly. The thought of Aizen-sama being...pregnant...still creeped him the fuck out. "Good plan," he said, trying to shake the icky feeling out of his shoulders. "What will we do until then?"
Ulquiorra looked at him. "Whatever we'd like. I have no plans."
Grimmjaw smirked and nodded. "All right. Then stay here with me."
"All right." Ulquiorra stepped inside the room and looked around, then turned his attention back to Grimmjaw. "Are you sure you want to leave with me?"
Grimmjaw took a few steps toward Ulquiorra, lifting a hand to cup the shorter Arrancar's cheek. "Yes. I'm sure."
Ulquiorra studied him for a moment before replying. "While I am glad to have your company, I do not want you to leave if you would prefer to stay here. I don't know where I'll go yet."
Grimmjaw shook his head. "Aizen-sama hasn't delivered on his promises in a long time. It's time to leave. I will follow you."
Ulquiorra nodded. "All right. Though it will be as a partner, I hope, and not as a subordinate. I do not intend to rally up followers as Aizen has."
Grimmjaw smirked, stepping closer to Ulquiorra. "Of course. I like you, but I'm not really subordinate material."
"Hmm." Ulquiorra lifted a hand and rested it on Grimmjaw's wrists, considering the Espada's words carefully. "You have never made a good subordinate," he said lightly. "So that is probably for the best."
Grimmjaw leaned in and kissed Ulquiorra softly for a short moment before pulling back. "Arrancar are not meant to be subordinates. I can't help that I'm not as good at quelling my instincts as you are."
"Hmm," Ulquiorra mused, tracing a finger up Grimmjaw's chest. "Perhaps you are the wiser of the two of us."
A grin spread over Grimmjaw's face. "Oh really?" He leaned slightly into Ulquiorra's touch.
"Perhaps. Or perhaps you are merely more impulsive." His fingers traced the scar on Grimmjaw's chest as he considered. "Where would you like to go?"
Grimmjaw traced Ulquiorra's tear tracks lightly with his thumbs. "Greed invited us to come stay in his castle. Then we can keep traveling around the world, if you want."
Ulquiorra was surprised. "He did? Hmm. Very well then. Where would you like to go on Earth?"
Grimmjaw thought for a moment, tracing the line of Ulquiorra's jaw. "Hm. Sydney. Moscow. Amsterdam. Anywhere you want to go?"
Ulquiorra leaned in to his touch, a little more comfortable around Grimmjaw now that he was armed with the knowledge that he would accompany him out of Las Noches. "I would like to go to those places. And anywhere else we can think of as well. It's been a long time."
Grimmjaw nodded, smiling, then leaned in to kiss Ulquiorra, letting it linger for a long moment.
Ulquiorra sighed and kissed him back, letting himself relax for the first time since he'd decided to leave Aizen. "Did you have any plans for today?" he asked after a moment.
Grimmjaw looked for a moment as though he were deep in thought. "Well," he said, tracing over Ulquiorra's lips lightly with a thumb, "I suppose I could use today to catch up on my sleep."
Ulquiorra didn't allow his expression to change. "Well then. I should go."
Grimmjaw rolled his eyes and tugged Ulquiorra closer, kissing him again.
Ulquiorra let himself be tugged, kissing him back and stepping closer on his own. He wasn't in a particularly teasing mood, so he pressed his fingers to Grimmjaw's chest and urged him further into the room, following.
Grimmjaw backed up until he bumped into his bed. He sat, tugging Ulquiorra down with him, and took hold of Ulquiorra's chin, bringing their lips together in a more forceful kiss.
Ulquiorra made a small sound, moving so that he could kneel over Grimmjaw on the bed. He was long since past pretending he didn't enjoy this, and if they were going to leave again tonight or tomorrow already, he wanted to take advantage of their time alone together while he could.
Grimmjaw immediately reached for the zipper of Ulquiorra's jacket, pulling it down and pushing the fabric from his shoulders in two swift motions. He placed his hands flat on the smaller Arrancar's chest, sliding them down slowly, with slight pressure from his fingernails.
Ulquiorra pressed into his hands as he pulled his jacket off the rest of the way, then reached up to remove Grimmjaw's, letting his nails catch lightly on his collarbone.
Grimmjaw sat up a bit to slide off his jacket, pressing his lips harder to Ulquiorra's in the process. As soon as his arms were free, he wrapped one around Ulquiorra, tracing the planes of his back with his fingers and gently pulling him closer.
Ulquiorra sighed and deepened the kiss, pressing back on Grimmjaw's chest so that he would lie down on the bed. He shifted comfortably over him, hand sliding carefully down his stomach and around the hole there.
The muscles in Grimmjaw's stomach shifted, and he made a soft sound in his throat as he settled back on the bed. He lifted his free hand to Ulquiorra's chest, sliding it down slowly to rest at the smaller Espada's hip.
Ulquiorra broke the kiss to nuzzle the remains of Grimmjaw's mask, his nose brushing over the area on his jaw where it met his skin. He wasn't sure if the affectionate gesture stemmed from the knowledge that Grimmjaw would follow him out of Las Noches or if it was because he'd said he would be more considerate, but at the moment, he didn't really care.
Grimmjaw tilted his head back slightly and shivered at Ulquiorra's attention to the sensitive skin of his jaw. He pressed lightly at the small of Ulquiorra's back to pull him flush against his own body, skin against skin.
Ulquiorra arranged himself so he could lie atop Grimmjaw, his free hand drifting over his hip lightly. He lifted his head to kiss him again, and wondered vaguely how long it would take Grimmjaw to roll them over.
Grimmjaw had been trying to avoid rolling them over for as long as possible, because that's how it always went, but he was discovering that he enjoyed hovering over Ulquiorra far too much not to give into that instinct. Tightening his arms around Ulquiorra, he rolled so that Ulquiorra was beneath him. He accompanied the shift with a fiery kiss, and a grind of his hips into the smaller Espada's.
: Ulquiorra groaned and ground his hips back in response, his hands traveling down Grimmjaw's back and hooking into the sides of his hakama to hold him there as he lifted his legs around him. This was easier for him. He was more used to this.
Grimmjaw nuzzled Ulquiorra's neck, moaning as his hips ground into Ulquiorra's again, almost unconsciously. He nipped at Ulquiorra's neck, dragging his tongue lightly along the pale skin around the hole in his throat.
Ulquiorra couldn't repress a shudder, tipping his head back a little to give Grimmjaw better access as he dragged his nails carefully near the hole in his back.
Grimmjaw groaned softly, bringing one hand to Ulquiorra's hip, where he lightly traced the skin at the edge of his hakama
Shifting his hips comfortably, Ulquiorra turned his attention to tugging the sash holding up Grimmjaw's hakama free, then tugging it down. Grimmjaw had chosen him over Il Forte, he reminded himself as he stroked the Espada slowly. And he didn't mind picking up any slack he'd left.
Grimmjaw was surprised at Ulquiorra's actions. He hardly ever initiated anything on his own, and the sudden unfamiliarity of the gesture caused Grimmjaw to moan loudly into the crook of Ulquiorra's neck. He tilted Ulquiorra's head back down and kissed him hard and deep, for the moment enjoying Ulquiorra's hand on him.
Ulquiorra was surprised to find Grimmjaw's excitement fueling his own, and he kissed him back eagerly, the fingers of his other hand threading through the hair at the back of his neck and holding him close. He varied the tightness of his hand experimentally, trying to pull other reactions from Grimmjaw
Grimmjaw moaned again, breaking the kiss and breathing erratically against Ulquiorra's lips. He gripped onto Ulquiorra's hip with one hand, hard, sliding his thumb beneath the fabric of Ulquiorra's hakama.
Ulquiorra raised his hips to meet his touch, seeking more as he stroked him more quickly, his own breath quickened.
Leaning in again to kiss Ulquiorra, Grimmjaw slid his hand down Ulquiorra's hip, tugging off his hakama and supporting himself on his knees as he reached to stroke Ulquiorra with one hand, and to prepare him with the other.
Ulquiorra hissed and arched his hips off the bed, digging the nails of one hand into Grimmjaw's shoulder for balance. He kissed him back with a barely audible whimper, rocking his hips.
Grimmjaw added a second finger and then a third, preparing Ulquiorra thoroughly before retracting his hand and entering Ulquiorra with one swift motion, and another loud moan.
Tipping his head back, Ulquiorra groaned loudly, his eyes falling closed as he adjusted to the mixture of pleasure and pain. He rocked his hips slowly, his breath heavy as he urged Grimmjaw on.
Grimmjaw hiked Ulquiorra's legs up a bit higher on his hips and started a slow rhythm, burying his face in the crook of Ulquiorra's neck, gradually speeding up until he found a good pace.
Ulquiorra clutched at Grimmjaw's back tightly, holding his hips up for him and panting at his pace.
Grimmjaw nipped lightly at Ulquiorra's neck, and increased his pace a bit with a groan.
Ulquiorra ran his fingers over Grimmjaw's mask, tilting his head up to kiss him again as he tightened his legs around his hips.
Grimmjaw sped up again at Ulquiorra's kiss. Getting close, he brought a hand between them to help Ulquiorra along, stroking the other Arrancar in short, erratic strokes, slightly off from the rhythm of their hips.
Ulquiorra made a small sound and tried to rock his hips in time with Grimmjaw's hips, whimpering softly when he couldn't. A moment later he stiffened and groaned, fingers digging into Grimmjaw's hips as he came, shuddering.
Still pounding into Ulquiorra, Grimmjaw came quite quickly after Ulquiorra, moaning the other Espada's name and biting down on his neck.
Ulquiorra shivered again and relaxed his legs, struggling to catch his breath. He pressed his cheek to Grimmjaw's head, eyes closing as the sting from his bite faded. He didn't feel like moving.
Grimmjaw disengaged from Ulquiorra enough so that he could rest his weight on the bed rather than on Ulquiorra, but stayed close, one arm draped over Ulquiorra's stomach, and his head resting on his shoulder
Ulquiorra sighed and let his arms drape over Grimmjaw's, head tilting to rest against his comfortably. His eyes refused to open so he let himself doze, assuming Grimmjaw would do the same.
Grimmjaw had already drifted off to sleep, cuddled up against Ulquiorra, presumably for the last time in Las Noches.
What: A serious talk and then the sex. And some woobles.
Where: Grimmjaw's room in Las Noches
When: The day before the two of them try to leave las Noches for good
Rating: NC-17
Your characters can't see this, but if they live in Las Noches, there's a good chance they felt it.
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Ulquiorra stepped into the doorway of Grimmjaw's room and leaned his shoulder against the doorframe, his hands tucked comfortably in his pockets as he allowed his reiatsu to alert the Espada to his presence. "The homunculi are gone," he announced smoothly. "We have no reason to remain here anymore."
Grimmjaw had been sitting on his bed, and stood when Ulquiorra entered the room. He nodded carefully. "When?"
Ulquiorra shrugged. "I have no specific time in mind. Do you?"
Grimmjaw shrugged back. "I'm ready to leave whenever you are." He glanced around the room that had been his for the past year, and furrowed his brow. "I'm ready."
Ulquiorra nodded. "Very well then. Perhaps after his...twins...are born, we can leave amongst his confusion."
Grimmjaw shuddered slightly. The thought of Aizen-sama being...pregnant...still creeped him the fuck out. "Good plan," he said, trying to shake the icky feeling out of his shoulders. "What will we do until then?"
Ulquiorra looked at him. "Whatever we'd like. I have no plans."
Grimmjaw smirked and nodded. "All right. Then stay here with me."
"All right." Ulquiorra stepped inside the room and looked around, then turned his attention back to Grimmjaw. "Are you sure you want to leave with me?"
Grimmjaw took a few steps toward Ulquiorra, lifting a hand to cup the shorter Arrancar's cheek. "Yes. I'm sure."
Ulquiorra studied him for a moment before replying. "While I am glad to have your company, I do not want you to leave if you would prefer to stay here. I don't know where I'll go yet."
Grimmjaw shook his head. "Aizen-sama hasn't delivered on his promises in a long time. It's time to leave. I will follow you."
Ulquiorra nodded. "All right. Though it will be as a partner, I hope, and not as a subordinate. I do not intend to rally up followers as Aizen has."
Grimmjaw smirked, stepping closer to Ulquiorra. "Of course. I like you, but I'm not really subordinate material."
"Hmm." Ulquiorra lifted a hand and rested it on Grimmjaw's wrists, considering the Espada's words carefully. "You have never made a good subordinate," he said lightly. "So that is probably for the best."
Grimmjaw leaned in and kissed Ulquiorra softly for a short moment before pulling back. "Arrancar are not meant to be subordinates. I can't help that I'm not as good at quelling my instincts as you are."
"Hmm," Ulquiorra mused, tracing a finger up Grimmjaw's chest. "Perhaps you are the wiser of the two of us."
A grin spread over Grimmjaw's face. "Oh really?" He leaned slightly into Ulquiorra's touch.
"Perhaps. Or perhaps you are merely more impulsive." His fingers traced the scar on Grimmjaw's chest as he considered. "Where would you like to go?"
Grimmjaw traced Ulquiorra's tear tracks lightly with his thumbs. "Greed invited us to come stay in his castle. Then we can keep traveling around the world, if you want."
Ulquiorra was surprised. "He did? Hmm. Very well then. Where would you like to go on Earth?"
Grimmjaw thought for a moment, tracing the line of Ulquiorra's jaw. "Hm. Sydney. Moscow. Amsterdam. Anywhere you want to go?"
Ulquiorra leaned in to his touch, a little more comfortable around Grimmjaw now that he was armed with the knowledge that he would accompany him out of Las Noches. "I would like to go to those places. And anywhere else we can think of as well. It's been a long time."
Grimmjaw nodded, smiling, then leaned in to kiss Ulquiorra, letting it linger for a long moment.
Ulquiorra sighed and kissed him back, letting himself relax for the first time since he'd decided to leave Aizen. "Did you have any plans for today?" he asked after a moment.
Grimmjaw looked for a moment as though he were deep in thought. "Well," he said, tracing over Ulquiorra's lips lightly with a thumb, "I suppose I could use today to catch up on my sleep."
Ulquiorra didn't allow his expression to change. "Well then. I should go."
Grimmjaw rolled his eyes and tugged Ulquiorra closer, kissing him again.
Ulquiorra let himself be tugged, kissing him back and stepping closer on his own. He wasn't in a particularly teasing mood, so he pressed his fingers to Grimmjaw's chest and urged him further into the room, following.
Grimmjaw backed up until he bumped into his bed. He sat, tugging Ulquiorra down with him, and took hold of Ulquiorra's chin, bringing their lips together in a more forceful kiss.
Ulquiorra made a small sound, moving so that he could kneel over Grimmjaw on the bed. He was long since past pretending he didn't enjoy this, and if they were going to leave again tonight or tomorrow already, he wanted to take advantage of their time alone together while he could.
Grimmjaw immediately reached for the zipper of Ulquiorra's jacket, pulling it down and pushing the fabric from his shoulders in two swift motions. He placed his hands flat on the smaller Arrancar's chest, sliding them down slowly, with slight pressure from his fingernails.
Ulquiorra pressed into his hands as he pulled his jacket off the rest of the way, then reached up to remove Grimmjaw's, letting his nails catch lightly on his collarbone.
Grimmjaw sat up a bit to slide off his jacket, pressing his lips harder to Ulquiorra's in the process. As soon as his arms were free, he wrapped one around Ulquiorra, tracing the planes of his back with his fingers and gently pulling him closer.
Ulquiorra sighed and deepened the kiss, pressing back on Grimmjaw's chest so that he would lie down on the bed. He shifted comfortably over him, hand sliding carefully down his stomach and around the hole there.
The muscles in Grimmjaw's stomach shifted, and he made a soft sound in his throat as he settled back on the bed. He lifted his free hand to Ulquiorra's chest, sliding it down slowly to rest at the smaller Espada's hip.
Ulquiorra broke the kiss to nuzzle the remains of Grimmjaw's mask, his nose brushing over the area on his jaw where it met his skin. He wasn't sure if the affectionate gesture stemmed from the knowledge that Grimmjaw would follow him out of Las Noches or if it was because he'd said he would be more considerate, but at the moment, he didn't really care.
Grimmjaw tilted his head back slightly and shivered at Ulquiorra's attention to the sensitive skin of his jaw. He pressed lightly at the small of Ulquiorra's back to pull him flush against his own body, skin against skin.
Ulquiorra arranged himself so he could lie atop Grimmjaw, his free hand drifting over his hip lightly. He lifted his head to kiss him again, and wondered vaguely how long it would take Grimmjaw to roll them over.
Grimmjaw had been trying to avoid rolling them over for as long as possible, because that's how it always went, but he was discovering that he enjoyed hovering over Ulquiorra far too much not to give into that instinct. Tightening his arms around Ulquiorra, he rolled so that Ulquiorra was beneath him. He accompanied the shift with a fiery kiss, and a grind of his hips into the smaller Espada's.
: Ulquiorra groaned and ground his hips back in response, his hands traveling down Grimmjaw's back and hooking into the sides of his hakama to hold him there as he lifted his legs around him. This was easier for him. He was more used to this.
Grimmjaw nuzzled Ulquiorra's neck, moaning as his hips ground into Ulquiorra's again, almost unconsciously. He nipped at Ulquiorra's neck, dragging his tongue lightly along the pale skin around the hole in his throat.
Ulquiorra couldn't repress a shudder, tipping his head back a little to give Grimmjaw better access as he dragged his nails carefully near the hole in his back.
Grimmjaw groaned softly, bringing one hand to Ulquiorra's hip, where he lightly traced the skin at the edge of his hakama
Shifting his hips comfortably, Ulquiorra turned his attention to tugging the sash holding up Grimmjaw's hakama free, then tugging it down. Grimmjaw had chosen him over Il Forte, he reminded himself as he stroked the Espada slowly. And he didn't mind picking up any slack he'd left.
Grimmjaw was surprised at Ulquiorra's actions. He hardly ever initiated anything on his own, and the sudden unfamiliarity of the gesture caused Grimmjaw to moan loudly into the crook of Ulquiorra's neck. He tilted Ulquiorra's head back down and kissed him hard and deep, for the moment enjoying Ulquiorra's hand on him.
Ulquiorra was surprised to find Grimmjaw's excitement fueling his own, and he kissed him back eagerly, the fingers of his other hand threading through the hair at the back of his neck and holding him close. He varied the tightness of his hand experimentally, trying to pull other reactions from Grimmjaw
Grimmjaw moaned again, breaking the kiss and breathing erratically against Ulquiorra's lips. He gripped onto Ulquiorra's hip with one hand, hard, sliding his thumb beneath the fabric of Ulquiorra's hakama.
Ulquiorra raised his hips to meet his touch, seeking more as he stroked him more quickly, his own breath quickened.
Leaning in again to kiss Ulquiorra, Grimmjaw slid his hand down Ulquiorra's hip, tugging off his hakama and supporting himself on his knees as he reached to stroke Ulquiorra with one hand, and to prepare him with the other.
Ulquiorra hissed and arched his hips off the bed, digging the nails of one hand into Grimmjaw's shoulder for balance. He kissed him back with a barely audible whimper, rocking his hips.
Grimmjaw added a second finger and then a third, preparing Ulquiorra thoroughly before retracting his hand and entering Ulquiorra with one swift motion, and another loud moan.
Tipping his head back, Ulquiorra groaned loudly, his eyes falling closed as he adjusted to the mixture of pleasure and pain. He rocked his hips slowly, his breath heavy as he urged Grimmjaw on.
Grimmjaw hiked Ulquiorra's legs up a bit higher on his hips and started a slow rhythm, burying his face in the crook of Ulquiorra's neck, gradually speeding up until he found a good pace.
Ulquiorra clutched at Grimmjaw's back tightly, holding his hips up for him and panting at his pace.
Grimmjaw nipped lightly at Ulquiorra's neck, and increased his pace a bit with a groan.
Ulquiorra ran his fingers over Grimmjaw's mask, tilting his head up to kiss him again as he tightened his legs around his hips.
Grimmjaw sped up again at Ulquiorra's kiss. Getting close, he brought a hand between them to help Ulquiorra along, stroking the other Arrancar in short, erratic strokes, slightly off from the rhythm of their hips.
Ulquiorra made a small sound and tried to rock his hips in time with Grimmjaw's hips, whimpering softly when he couldn't. A moment later he stiffened and groaned, fingers digging into Grimmjaw's hips as he came, shuddering.
Still pounding into Ulquiorra, Grimmjaw came quite quickly after Ulquiorra, moaning the other Espada's name and biting down on his neck.
Ulquiorra shivered again and relaxed his legs, struggling to catch his breath. He pressed his cheek to Grimmjaw's head, eyes closing as the sting from his bite faded. He didn't feel like moving.
Grimmjaw disengaged from Ulquiorra enough so that he could rest his weight on the bed rather than on Ulquiorra, but stayed close, one arm draped over Ulquiorra's stomach, and his head resting on his shoulder
Ulquiorra sighed and let his arms drape over Grimmjaw's, head tilting to rest against his comfortably. His eyes refused to open so he let himself doze, assuming Grimmjaw would do the same.
Grimmjaw had already drifted off to sleep, cuddled up against Ulquiorra, presumably for the last time in Las Noches.