No Place Like Home

Warning Yaoi(boy x boy) don’t read if you don’t like.



AN: Thank you to Smexy Pie, Golden Kisune, Affie, Rysha, and Jennifer for the reviews of the last chapter. Also I am not writing the battle with Nnoitra since none of the main characters in this story participated in the actual battle. Sorry, you will have to go to Coming Home(ch18) to find out how it went. I have several ideas for the passing of the time skip that will occur after the renegade Arrancar are dead and before Renji shows up. I’m not telling obviously but this story is looking to be long XD. I hope everyone enjoys this chapter.



No Place Like Home



Chapter Eighteen



Grim grunted as Ulquiorra pulled his hips higher and pushed deeper inside him. Sweat was dripping from his body and he didn’t think he had the capacity to orgasm again. Ulquiorra had been pushing him hard all night, barely giving him time to recover before drawing yet another orgasm from his body.



Grim mewled as Ulquiorra pulled out, turned Grim on his side, straddled one leg while pulling the other onto his shoulder and thrust back inside the warm cavern. Grim buried his face in the bedding as the new angle provided a different amount of pressure on his prostate.



“I can’t…come anymore.” moaned Grim as Ulquiorra delivered a particularly powerful thrust that resulted in a scream erupting from Grim. He wanted to come but had nothing left to give. Ulquiorra’s green eyes rimmed with that dark red and reiatsu was enveloping the entire room.



“You will come for me.” stated Ulquiorra with a growl. Sucking on his finger, Ulquiorra coated two digits with saliva. Pulling them from his mouth, he began to trace them along the rim of Grim’s hollow hole. Grim began to pant, his chest rising and falling in rapid succession. Ulquiorra reached down with his other hand and began to message Grim’s balls all the while continuing his pounding into his lover.



“Come.“ Ulquiorra purred in a low voice. The sensation of his balls, prostate, and hollow hole being stimulated at the same time coupled with Ulquiorra’s low purring voice was too much for Grim. He released a loud scream and began to convulse with pleasure. His cock released several small spurts of semen. His eyes rolled back in his head and he lost consciousness.



Ulquiorra arched his back and spurted hard inside his lover when he felt the contractions of Grimmjow’s powerful orgasm. Collapsing against his lover, Ulquiorra knew he was riding Grim hard but his tenuous control forced him to stake his claim hard and fast on the feline.



Forcing back the darkness that always seemed just on the edge of his consciousness, Ulquiorra pulled from his lover and stood. Walking into the adjoining bathroom, Ulquiorra wet a wash cloth with warm water and walked back to where his lover lay sprawled across the bed. He felt his body harden again at the sight of Grim lying haphazardly across the soft white sheets, his cum leaking from the red abused portal.



‘Mine!’ his darker side snarled and Ulquiorra quickly forced down the darkness. Grim couldn’t take anymore tonight. His body had nothing left to give. Ulquiorra knew that if his lover could see into his mind he would gladly take the brunt of his passions even if he himself could not get off every time. Ulquiorra, however, refused to take Grim unless he could force an orgasm from his body. That was half the pleasure after all, the feel of Grimmjow’s warm insides clenching around him in orgasm. If he couldn’t feel that it wasn’t worth him to bother taking him.



Running the warm cloth across Grim’s soiled chest and abdomen, Ulquiorra wiped up the drying semen before focusing on Grim’s abused anus. Taking care to be as gentle as possible, Ulquiorra cleaned the reddened hole and tossed the soiled cloth on the floor. Pulling Grim against him, Ulquiorra stroked his fingers through the wild bright blue hair.



Grim was drawn from his euphoric state by the feel of hands stroking his hair. He began to purr loudly and nuzzled into the warm chest. Sleep claimed them both as they took what little peace they could in each other’s arms. Such peace for creatures like them was rare and not to be wasted.



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Grim groaned when Ulquiorra nudged him awake. Rolling over onto his back, the feline Arrancar cracked open an eye to see his lover standing before him already bathed and dressed. Grim stretched and a rumbled purred poured from him in his contentment.



Ulquiorra’s emotionless eyes took in the appearance of his lover. Grim’s eyes was shuttered with residual sleep, his naked body radiating warmth and health, and his pink swollen lips were parted almost as if in an invitation. Ulquiorra turned quickly before he took his mate up on that unconscious invitation.



“Get up. We have to send the shinigami to Nnoitra soon. And I know you don’t want to miss out on a chance to fight any Arrancar foolish enough to head this way.” said Ulquiorra before leaving the room. He so very much did not want to leave that room that still retained the smell of sex and lust. He pushed his hands into the pockets of his trousers in order to keep from reaching out to open the door and ravish his lover throughout the morning. He needed some control. Grimmjow was a doubled edged sword for him.



Grim watched as his lover exited the room. He was a little hurt by the curtness of his words. True enough he would love a fight and he knew that the Arrancar deserters needed to be dealt with, however, Grim would have liked to have been woken from his sleep gently with loving touches not a harsh poke and emotionless words. Snarling at himself for acting like a lovesick puppy, Grim rose carefully, mindful of his extremely tender rear and made his way into the bathroom for a shower. He was once again grateful to Aizen for his appreciation of western baths though a good soak would feel nice, the expedience that the shower provided was much appreciated.



Once clean and dressed in a blue half jacket and loose black hakama pants, Grim strapped his zanpakuto to his waist and left the room to join his lover on the battlements and gazed to where the shinigami prepared themselves for battle.



Ulquiorra left his perch, followed by Grim and appeared in front of the three taicho. He gave a polite bow before speaking.



“I will open a portal directly to the outside of the fortress. Grimmjow and myself will remain here at the citadel to take down any that try to escape into the desert.” Ulquiorra explained to the three taicho as he began to open the portal. His power engulfed the small area and for a moment Kenpachi got a lustful look in his eye. Not for Ulquiorra’s body but for the idea of fighting the small man. It wasn’t hard to see how the battle hungry man got his rocks off and Grim sent a little snarl towards the scarred man in warning.



Ulquiorra turned and bowed to Gin. “Thank you for doing this for us.”



“It’s the least I could do, seein’ as ya took my place with Aizen’s…..attentions” said Gin quietly. Ulquiorra lowered his eyes. Ichimaru-sama had borne much before Aizen-sama had shown an interest in Ulquiorra. Many of the other Espada didn’t even know the true darkness of Aizen’s soul. Ulquiorra and Gin knew though.



Nodding, Ulquiorra completed the portal and walked to stand beside Grimmjow.



“Good luck, you fuckin’ shinigami.“ Grimmjow growled receiving an elbow from Ulquiorra.



“What!? I told them good luck, didn’t I?” Grimmjow shouted as he rubbed the tender spot that Ulquiorra’s elbow had made. Ulquiorra shook his head and began to make his way towards the citadel’s observation station. Grimmjow sent an evil look towards Ichimaru and trotted after his lover. He heard Ichimaru’s laughter follow after him and grumbled under his breath.



Grim settled in the chair beside his lover. His blue eyes flickered over the impassive appearance of probably the coldest Arrancar in existence.



“How long until the stupid ones shows up?” asked Grim.



“Not long. I can feel the reiatsu already beginning to flare.” answered Ulquiorra.



“Do you think they will be alright?”



“Yes.”



“What if Nnoitra beats them?” asked Grim.



“Then I will fight him.” answered Ulquiorra.



“What if you lose?”



“I won’t”



“How do you know? He cheats, you know.”



Ulquiorra turned his eyes to the blue haired man sitting next to him. Grim was amazing to look at. He was perfection in the form of a humanoid creature. Ulquiorra needed him gone from this room before he jumped him again. This was not the time nor the place for a dalliance and the way that Grim sprawled in the chair, his legs slightly spread and his arms hooked behind his head was nearly more that Ulquiorra could stand. Grimmjow looked very fuckable at that moment.



“Grimmjow, don’t you have something better to do that bother me with questions while we wait?” Ulquiorra said and his chest ached at the look of hurt in the electric blue eyes.



“Fine, if you don’t want me around I’ll go somewhere else.” snarled Grim and stalked out of the room towards the battlements.



‘Fucking Ulquiorra. What game is he playing with me?’ Grim questioned himself as he paced along the stone wall, awaiting some Arrancar traitors to kill. Finally, his wish came true and the first of his foolishly unlucky former brethren arrived. Drawing his zanpakuto from its sheath, Grim lunged towards the approaching forms. Determined to bury his hurt in battle not matter how mundane and easy the fight would be. None of these pitiful excuses of Arrancar were worthy of even holding a candle to Grimmjow Jaggerjaques in a battle. He was the sixth Espada and they were not even numbered.



One after another, they fell to Grim’s anger. None stood a chance. The numbers of retreating Arrancar became fewer and fewer until Grim finally made his way back to where Ulquiorra stood watching.



Ulquiorra noticed a bleeding scratch on Grim’s cheek and his eyes narrowed.



“You were careless.” said Ulquiorra as he gestured to the shallow cut. Grim’s hackles raised and snarled, his fangs bared in annoyance. He had had enough of Ulquiorra’s comments and attitude. If the asshole didn’t want him around then he would go off. He was free now and could go anywhere in Hueco Mundo he wanted.



“I’m leaving. If you don’t want me around, I’ll fucking go somewhere else.” snarled Grim as he turned to enter the citadel and get supplies.



Ulquiorra grabbed his arm and slammed him hard against the white wall. Grim looked up into the normally unexpressive eyes and saw the fear.



“I am never letting you go.” growled Ulquiorra in his ear. Grim shuddered at the warm breath that tickled the fine hairs along the shell.



“I can’t live like this. One minute you are fucking me until I’m nearly raw, the next you don’t even want me around. I can’t do hot and cold.” cried out Grim, unshed tears visible in his blue eyes.



“I need you.” whispered Ulquiorra, his lips ghosting over the delicate skin. Grim whimpered.



“No more hot-cold. I need to know that you want me around.” whispered Grim.



“You are mine. I want you so much that I would have no qualms about throwing you down and screwing you in front of whomever is there.” growled Ulquiorra in a rare showing of emotion. Grim shivered at the words. Ulquiorra pulled Grim’s face until their lips almost touched. Their breath mingled together. Ulquiorra was about to close the final millimeters of distance when his head jerked up.



“It’s finished.” said Ulquiorra.



“Nnoitra?” asked Grim.



“Dead”



Grim nodded his approval. Ulquiorra opened a Garganta and both former Espada stepped through it and onto a cliff over looking the battle ground. They had arrived just in time to see the shinigami prepare to exit through one of their own portals. Ulquiorra nodded in approval. Ichimaru-sama would keep his word. As long as Ulquiorra kept the Hollow in check, then there would be no cause to invade.



Grim brought his arms around his smaller lover. Nuzzling his nose into the soft neck he sighed happily. Now they were completely free from the chains of the past.



“Good-bye you fucking shinigami.” whispered Grimmjow into the neck, upon doing so receiving an elbow to the stomach as Ulquiorra began to make his way towards home.



“What!?” came the yell. Ulquiorra simple smiled and gestured for the blue haired main to follow. Grim couldn’t resist the smile, though small and a very rare sight, it was one of the most beautiful things he had ever seen. Running up to Ulquiorra, Grim wove their fingers together as he they walked towards their home. He still hadn’t forgiven Ulquiorra for his words earlier but he figured that the hurt was worth it to see that smile.



TBC~