Lost in las noches

Grimmjow's POV

Ok, he had to admit it. That bitch was a pain in the ass. But still, his desire wasn't cooling, in fact, it was increasing.

The fact that she had been resisting and fighting him, made him eager to possess her more and more...

'This won't be easy, she had already kicked my ass once, she could do it twice if I let her... But I can't go harder on her, or I would kill her before enjoying her'.

Damn his outright rashness, always doing things thoughtlessly.

As he walked back to his room, still grabbing Rukia like a weightless doll, his gaze remained on his hostage for a while. So naïve, so soft, silky skin, bright hair, intense violet orbs... Her petite waist, her almost inexistent breasts, her tight ass... He was able to notice all that, while keeping her in his arms. Then, he got horny again.

'What you've done to me, woman?'

Rukia raised her head and stared at him. Surely he had spoken out loud without noticing it. Grimmjow withdrew his gaze from her and dropped her to the ground. They were in his room again.

'Ok, it's time'

He closed the door and turned back to where Rukia had been dropped, she was still in there, cleaning the blood spilled out by her nose with his kimono's sleeve.

He literally jumped on her and she screamed in terror, it's sound echoed in the room.

He covered her mouth with his huge hand, almost choking her, and started to undress her unceremoniously. She fought with all her strenght, kicking him, waving her arms trying to slap him, but nothing had effect on him. She pointed at his face with her palm, most probably to send him that blue fire again. He strongly slapped her hand away, and kissed her roughly, biting her lips and grabbing her hair to keep her still.

She was still resisting him, shaking like a snake, it was hard to keep her restrained, but at the end, she would give up.

His grin grew wilder at the idea of finally having her surrendered and possess her small body.

But suddenly, there was a white ray of light which blinded him momentarily and the sound of a slash filled the room. He lifted his hand to his bone mask, and it became warm and sticky. Blood. That fucking stubborn bitch....

Rukia's POV.

He was a beast, so rude, rough, crude, barbarian, abusive... damn bastard, why he had to be so good-looking then? Just the type she liked the most...

If they were in other circumstances... But right now, the last thing in her mind was to get raped by that damned Arrancar.

She was concerned it won't be easy, but she had to escape and run away from there. Her opportunity to free Inoue by herself has gone. Damn her fucking weakness... She'd felt so stupid, how could she fail Inoue, and everyone else?

Hearing the voice of The Espada, she raised her head and stared at him curiously, but she didn't manage to get what he had just said. Ok, she had to admit it. He was so hot and handsome.

'Shit, Rukia, focus yourself!' She was mentally slapping herself.

Now she was on the floor of Grimmjow's room, and she cleaned her face inadvertently. Then, that huge Arrancar was on top of her, covering her mouth causing her to suffocate.

He was taking her kimono off. 'No way he would', was her thought as she started to move desperately.

She tried everything, but failed.

Grimmjow was grabbing her, he even kissed her again.

Then, while waving her arms, she cut herself with edge of... 'Shirayuki!' she guessed, as she grabbed the edge of her sword. And, raising it up, it crossed Grimmjow's face, slashing his mask. The blood dripped and fell on Rukia's chin.

Grimmjow has recovered from surprise, and, once again, kicked out Rukia's sword. He then, still on top of Rukia, slapped her with anger.

'Why you so reluctant, Shinigami bitch? Stop fightin' me, just give the fuck up!'

'Never! I won't! You'll have to kill me if you want me to surrender, stupid bastard!' she yelled, trying to get back again her Zanpakutou.

'Ok, then, I guess it can't be helped. I must kill you' he sentenced, aiming her with his hand.

Rukia closed her eyes and prepared herself to be stabbed again by this blue-haired Arrancar.

'I'll send regards from you to that orange-haired Shinigami before killing him' he mocked, narrowing his eyes.

'Tsk. Ichigo will kick your ass, loser' the small Shinigami stated, earning another slap.

'Fine, then I'll say hello from you to that Orihime girl before fucking her like a whore!'

Rukia's eyes widened as she gasped in horror .

'No, you won't' she refuted.

'You give me no choice, bitch. I plan to get laid, and you seem to be so disgusted with the idea, even asking me to end your worthless life. Damn right, I'll kill you, as you wish and I'll have sex, as I want. No big deal'. He lifted his arm again, pointing at an astonished Rukia.

'Wait!' Grimmjow's stroke stopped. 'I'll do. I... will... have sex with you'.

Grimmjow's bursts of laughter sounded and echoed in his room.

Rukia cringed, feeling hopeless, almost crying, but there was no choice. She'll sacrifice, she'll do it for everyone.

Or at least that was her first intention...