No Place Like Home

Warning this is Yaoi which means boy x boy don’t read if you don’t like.



AN: Jennifer: My thoughts EXACTLY that’s why I brought in Nel’s fraccion brothers to get rid of her, not to mention no way am I going to have Ulquiorra and Grim getting it on with her around. I mean she may only be a child in body but I’m still not comfortable with her around. I’ll prolly bring her back near the end since she and her brothers end up living with Grim and Ulquiorra. Satterb, Affie, Rysha, and Jennifer: Thnx for the reviews everyone. As always I hope you enjoy this chapter and please read and review.



No Place Like Home



Chapter Six



Grim looked up at the newcomers with his hackles raised. Electric blue eyes narrowed in on the ridiculous pair that entered the room. Reaching for his zanpakuto, Grim eyed them cautiously. Nel didn’t. The moment the two walked into the sanctuary, she plowed into them with all the strength in her tiny body. Tears were rolling down all three of their faces. Grim shifted uncomfortably on his feet. Nel looked so happy and he had gotten attached to her lately. Not that he hadn’t liked her when she had been the third Espada. But as a child she was cute and endearing. Both traits which appealed to his softer side. He completely blamed it on his natural instinct to protect the young even though in reality she was older than himself.



“Dondochakka, Peche, I mwssed you so much.” Nel cried as she hugged both of them.



“We missed you too, don’t’cha know. Our team was only two-thirds complete without you, don’tcha know.” cried the tiki masked Hollow loudly as tears poured from his eyes.



“We have Bawabawa waiting nearby. We were ready to fight to bring you back but it seems Ulquiorra-sama and Grimmjow-sama have been taking care of you.” said Peche through sniffles, his own yellow eyes gleaming. Grim raised a brow, it seemed that Nel’s fraccion had undergone a change as well. They definitely didn’t look the same as he remembered.



“You are welcome to stay with us until the dust clears.” said Ulquiorra, his monotonous voice not revealing one way or another his true feelings on the matter. He may not care for the two strange Arrancar but he would not leave them in the cold. Now would be the time to pull together.



“Thank you, Ulquiorra-sama but we will be moving on. We are taking Nel deeper into Hueco Mundo for a while. Its safer for her there.” said Peche with a bow. Grim stiffened and growled at the insect Hollow.



“The fuck you are. Who told you it was safer out there. There are fuckin’ mean hollows that will tear your clown asses apart.” said Grim, his ire raised. No fucking way was he going to let those fuck ups take Nel out into who knows where.



“We have been living out there for a while. We only came back because we ran into some shinigami and Nel took a liking to one of them.” said Peche.



“Yea we are her brudders, and we take care of each other don’tcha know.” said Dondochakka. Grim growled and tensed to attack. Ulquiorra placed a hand on Grim’s shoulder and shook his head.



“It’s Neliel’s choice whether she wants to leave or not. Just as it is yours.” said Ulquiorra, his emerald eyes boring into Grim’s blue. Grim broke the gaze and mumbled under his breath but said nothing else. Why the hell did he have to let Ulquiorra take command all the time? It was infuriating. Though Ulquiorra was smaller than him in physical size, Grim knew without a doubt, though it pissed him off to think it, that Ulquiorra could overpower him easily. Ulquiorra hid how much power he had easily. Nel jumped from Peche’s arms and went to Grim where he sat pouting. Wrapping tiny arms around him, Nel hugged him tight with more strength that that small body should have had.



“Nel loves her kitty, but I think you and Ulquiorra have some things to work out. Nel will be back soon.” Placing a slobbery kiss on his cheek, Nel bowed to Ulquiorra and raced out of the cave, her fraccion close on her heels. Grim snarled at the backs of the fraccion as they turned to follow the tiny bundle of energy.



“Stop pouting. She will be fine.” said Ulquiorra. Grim just shot him a drop dead look and paced out of the cave. Climbing up the side of the exterior, Grim watched the smoke billowing from the citadel. The massive building was so huge, even being several kilometers away, he could see it clearly. He really wasn’t sure how he felt. He was curious the fate of Kurosaki but he wasn’t curious enough to go looking for the bastard. He figured he’d meet the little shit again and then he would demand a rematch. He liked Kurosaki. The little shit had definitely thrown him for a loop in that last battle. It had seemed like he had won, then Kurosaki seemed to get an extra boost of power that had pushed him over his limit.



Then there was Ulquiorra. The man that he had an aura of power that sent shockwaves to Grim’s loins. Now that he was alone with him, Grim wasn’t sure he would survive it. While Nel had been with them, he could curb his need a little. She might be older than him but she still looked like a child. No way was Grim going to fuck anyone with a child watching. Even if it was child in body only. Groaning at the thought of him and Ulquiorra alone. More than likely he would be getting on very good terms with his hand and that was definitely going to drive him crazy. It didn’t help that he had been feeling odd all day. A slow burn that was radiating through his body. It wasn’t that it was painful, just not something that he was used to feeling. It seemed to get worse around Ulquiorra.



“Are you still out there pouting?” came a voice from below. Grim’s lip lifted in a snarl but he gave no response to the question. A moment later, Ulquiorra was sitting beside him. Grim nearly fell from his perch in shock. Grasping at the ledge with his fingers, Grim turned surprised eyes to the pale man sitting on the ledge. He hadn’t even felt him move there. There was no movement of air current, no flair of reiatsu, nothing. Just the fact that he wasn’t there and then he was. If Ulquiorra noticed Grim’s shocked appearance, he didn’t acknowledge it.



“It seems that we should talk since we will be spending a lot of time together.” said Ulquiorra in his normal emotionless voice. That voice always pissed Grim off. It carried no emotion but sent a spark of fire right to his loins. Growling low, but saying nothing, Grim hunched onto the ledge. He would listen to what the man had to say then do whatever he wanted anyway. That was his way. One of the reasons why Aizen had tried to reel him in with the removal of his position and arm. Grim had allowed himself to appear contrite but if he had been given the chance again he would have rebelled yet again.



“Say what you wanna.” mumbled Grim as he watched Ulquiorra from the corner of his eye. Ulquiorra continued to look forward, his body not moving a muscle. He looked almost like a doll sitting there. The pale skin perfectly unmarred, the pitch black hair that shifted in the desert breeze, all so unnaturally perfect that it made Grim want to see him all the more in a less than perfect state. Grim nearly groaned where the direction his thoughts were taking again. He had never been this revved up before.



“I think in a few days the shinigami will all have left. Then we can go down and access what to do. I also noticed that the rocks of the cave have a unique trait similar to the seki-seki rock found in Soul Society. It dampens the reiatsu we radiate. As long as we are in or near the cave, our reiatsu will be nearly undetectable. That is probably why Ichimaru-sama chose this place.” said Ulquiorra, his eyes scanning the area.



“Hn.” snorted Grim. Cracking his neck, Grim fidgeted on the ledge. The burning underneath his skin was becoming annoying. He was barely paying attention to anything that Ulquiorra was saying. Sweat was beginning to dot on his lip and trickle down his back. Biting the inside of his lip in an attempt to gain some control. The taste of blood in his mouth only resulted in pushing him deeper into the heat.



“Are you alright?” said Ulquiorra, his eyes noticing the sweat beading on Grim’s lip and forehead.



“I’m fuckin’ fine and dandy.” growled Grim. ‘Gods, I can smell his scent when he’s this close.’ groaned Grim silently. And he smelled good. The smell was warm and welcoming. Slightly masculine with a hint of citrus. The smell tickled his nose and other parts of his body.



Judging by the way Grimmjow held himself and the wild almost feral look in his eyes, Ulquiorra didn’t believe a word that he said. He had never seen Grim so tense. Reaching out a hand to touch the other man, he was shocked at the amount of heat that was pouring off of Grim. A shudder went through Grim at the touch.



“Don’t fuckin’ touch me.” he snarled and jumped from the ledge to the ground several feet below. He landed gracefully on the sandy ground and stomped inside. Ulquiorra tilted his head to the side at the unusual attitude of the feline. There was definitely something off.



Grim charged through the main room towards the pools. His body was burning up. Stripping his clothes from his body, Grim sunk into the deeper of the pools. The warm water caressed his body making him moan with pleasure. The water eased the inching beneath his skin for the moment. Leaning his head back against the stone rim of the pool, Grim tried to analyze the recent oddities in his body. Closing his eyes at the return of the heat beneath his skin added with the heat of the pool, Grim was afraid he might melt. The heat in his loins intensified when he thought of the way Ulquiorra had looked earlier in the pool, the water glistening on his pale body. A pulse of heat settled in his loins causing his already hard erection to harden even more.



“Fuck” Grim groaned. This was hell. Another pulse of heat shot through his body causing his eyes to roll back into his head. Reaching down to grasp his erection, Grim pumped his erection. Nothing happened. Snarling, Grim teased the tip sending shudders through his body but no matter how much he pumped and teased, he couldn’t get off. Slumping against the pool weakly, Grim closed his eyes. ‘I was right this is hell.’ thought Grim. He had the king of all raging hard-ons and he couldn’t even get off. Cool fingers brushed his sweat dampened temple. Jumping up, Grim’s electric blue eye’s widened at Ulquiorra‘s presence.



“Why are you suffering Grimmjow?” asked Ulquiorra quietly, his fingers continuing to pet the damp blue hair. Grim’s lip lifted in a snarl but he didn’t have the energy to come back with a smart ass remark. Maybe he could goad Ulquiorra into a fight. If he could get himself knocked unconscious then he perhaps this heat would pass. Grim attempted to pull himself from the pool but found he had no strength. Ulquiorra’s eyes narrowed as he saw Grim’s erection in the clear water. Grim pressed his forehead into the rock and moaned. He felt Ulquiorra pull away and he hoped he was leaving him be. Feeling the water ripple, Grim glanced up to see a naked Ulquiorra easing into the heated pool. Grim slammed his eyes closed. He couldn’t take it.



The touch of Ulquiorra’s hand at the base of his spine was his undoing. Snarling, Grim attempted to swing around only to be held in place by firm hands. Grim struggled against the hands that held to him firmly. They didn’t touch anywhere else and remained still until Grim had worn himself out. Collapsing against the strong chest at his back, a low moan of need rumbled from his chest.



“You are suffering.” The words were a statement of the obvious in Grim’s mind. The cool hands stopped their caresses on his spine and crept around to tease his nipples. Grim couldn’t have fought even if he had wanted to. Arching his back into the caress, Grim’s body begged for more of the touches. They soothed and at the same time burned him even more. Breathe ghosted on his neck, raising chill bumps. The hands continued to tease his skin.



Grim howled when the touch teased the edge of his Hollow hole. That was one of the most erogenous zones on his whole body. The light teasing finger drew a trail around the hole. Grim knew for a fact that he should be dead since it seemed that every drop of blood in his body was centered between his legs.



“I see.” Ulquiorra said as his fingers teased the hole. Running his tongue along the straining neck, Ulquiorra tasted the sweat that beaded on the skin. Grim had stopped fighting altogether. Teasing his fingers lower, Ulquiorra stopped when he felt the beginning of the blue hair that started just below Grim’s navel. The blue haired man could only pant and as the fingers brushed the base of his erection. They were leaving fire in their wake everywhere they touched. Circling the erection with his hand, Ulquiorra dragged the hand up and down along the length. Grim whimpered at the sensations that were rocketing through him. Never had he been so aroused.



“Please….” he whimpered as his hips arched into the touch.



“Please what?” asked Ulquiorra, nibbling on the neck that arched back.



“I need.” moaned Grim, his fingers clenched on the rim of the pool so hard that his knuckles were white. Ulquiorra kept his touch slow and teasing. Offering no release.



“Tell me what you need.” whispered Ulquiorra against his ear. Shivers raced through his body at subtle lust in the normally emotionless voice.



“I need you…inside me…NOW.” growled Grim, tired of this game. If Ulquiorra wanted to play games, they could do that later. Now he needed relief. The hand remained teasingly on his erection, but another hand pressed a finger against the ring of muscle that was clenching in need. First one finger pressed inside, then a second. The fingers teased and stretched him. Grim felt the hand on his erection tighten harshly at the base as the fingers inside of him brushed his prostate. Grim arched with a scream the only thing keeping him from reaching orgasm was the hand clasped around his erection.



Snarling, Grim bucked against the pale man behind him. How dare he keep him from release. Ulquiorra bit down hard on Grim’s shoulder forcing the blue haired man into submission as he continued to stretch him. The slight burn of the introduction of a third finger didn’t nothing but incite Grim even more. Grim lost all ability to think cognitively. He was an animal in heat and in need of its mate.



Ulquiorra sensed that Grim was at his limit and decided to take pity on him…this time. Keeping his hand firmly griping the blue haired man’s erection, Ulquiorra pressed the tip of his own erection into the newly stretched entrance. Grim froze all his struggles. Grasping one hand on his hip to keep him still, Ulquiorra slowly pressed inside. Grim’s tight heat pulled at him and it took all of his willpower not to plow inside. He may have been careful in preparing him but even a well prepared anus could tear if initially taken too harshly.



Grim groaned as he was filled by Ulquiorra. The water acted as a lubricant, easing Ulquiorra’s way in. If he had been in hell before, then this had to be heaven. Ulquiorra remained still until he felt Grim start to arch against him, drawing back , he snapped his hips forward resulting in a howl bursting from Grim’s lips. Claws burst from Grim’s nails as he clawed at the side of the pool leaving deep grooves in the stone. Grim felt the heat pulsing through him. It was nearly unbearable.



“Ngnn…..harder…” snarled Grim as he reached behind him to grasped at Ulquiorra’s hips, nails leaving deep scratches. Ulquiorra retaliated with a harsh snap of his hips and teeth biting deep into Grim’s neck, drawing blood. Grim howled his pleasure and Ulquiorra allowed himself to be drawn into the passion that encompassed his partner. The only sounds was the slapping of water against the edges of the pool and the grunts and howls that came from the two men.



Ulquirorra, nearing his own release, loosened his grip on the Grim’s erection and with one harsh stroke sent Grim screaming over the edge. Grim arched his back and came hard into the warm water. Grabbing his hips with both hands, Ulquiorra thrust hard into the clenching channel, spilling himself deep. Biting his lip to keep from crying out, Ulquiorra slumped against Grim’s back. Both lay in the pool panting. Shudders continued to work their way through Grim. His body seemed to be in overload. Ulquiorra was the first to recover. Pulling both of them from the water, he scooped up his limp lover and carried him to the main room. Drying them both off, Ulquiorra laid Grim out on the bedroll before joining him. The blue haired man cuddled close before dropping off into an exhausted sleep.



TBC~



AN: This was going to be posted yesterday but the nasty troll that spammed the site pissed me off so much I couldn’t focus on finishing writing the story. Anyway, here is the next chapter, I hope you guys liked it.