Innocence, Or Lack There Of

Chapter 4: Claimed. Take That Bitches!

Grimmjow POV

Was this really smart? No, of course not. Showing up at the Cuatro's door looking for sex was never smart. Not that I had ever done it, but I'd heard that there were a few who did it on a dare and almost didn't come back alive. Knocking on that door was difficult, but I managed. What surprised me more was that he actually opened the door. And what's more, he was just wearing a towel. A fucking towel. Obviously he had just gotten out of the shower, as he was still wet.

"Sexta." He said dully. Oh, fuck yes. I was about to put the sex in Sexta in a couple minutes.

"I'm coming in." I said, fully ready to stake my claim, by force if necessary.

He was still staring at me, but eventually he stepped aside and let me in. I grinned. Maybe he'd be this submissive in bed…

"Do you need something?" he asked, shutting the door behind me. I didn't miss the click of the lock.

I looked down at him. "Yeah, as a matter of fact, I do."

"And what could you possibly need here?"

I almost snorted. Almost. "You of course!" I exclaimed, grabbing him a bit roughly by the waist, pulling him to me for a kiss. I practically felt the smirk on his lips as he kissed me back and my eyes went wide. What the fuck?

"Took you long enough…" he muttered, pushing my jacket off my shoulders. Took me long enough? He knew? And was reciprocating! Who the hell was this and what had he done with Ulquiorra Cifer!

"Took me long enough for what?" I asked, my breathing rate increasing as my jacket fell to the floor and he traced the planes of my chest with his thin fingers.

"To come here looking for sex." He replied, back in his usual monotone again.

"…" I remained silent. This was… interesting… he wanted a fuck too? Well, I'd sure as hell give him one.

"Nothing to say for yourself?"

"Nope." Keep it simple, get to the action quicker.

"But you want to, correct?"

"Why wouldn't I?"

"Then we may proceed." Tch. As if I was actually going to ask his permission… okay, well, I was going to, but after the fact.

Evidently, I was too slow for the high-and-mighty Cuatro, because he practically dragged me to his bed only to pull me down for another kiss. I wasn't just going to sit back and let him take the lead, so I (being the dominant one, of course) slipped my tongue between his lips and was greeted with the distinct taste of mint tea. Well, that wasn't surpris- Holy shit! When did he take off his towel? When the fuck did he get that hard?

I pushed him back onto the bed, and moaned into his mouth as his hands found my hollow hole. I started kissing my way down his neck, probably leaving bruises behind for later, but I didn't care.

His hands slipped lower, and I almost growled at the loss of contact, but he untied my sash and with a bit of assistance from myself, I got out of it. Damn, he was hott with his face all flushed like that! I offered him three of my fingers, which he took and began to coat with saliva. When I thought it was enough, I took them back and pressed them against his entrance. As I was scissoring my fingers, I let my mouth play with his hollow hole to distract him from the pain and was rewarded with him moaning my name.

Finally, he was ready and I removed my fingers. Aligning myself with him was easy, however, entering him slowly was not and I ended up hurting him more than I'd intended to. I waited a couple minutes, trying to think about anything but the tight heat I was surrounded in until he rocked his hips against mine and I started moving.

Giving in to the carnal pleasure I'd had for months was quite easy, and felt quite good. It took me a couple minutes to find his sweet spot, but once I did, I kept hitting it, and I think he really enjoyed that as after about six times, he spilled his hot seed all over me. His muscles contracting around me made me cum too, and before I knew it, it was over and we were lying in each other's arms.

So, in the end, he was pretty much just as stoic as ever, but he was finally mine. 

FIN