GrimmUlqui High School AU

"Stop stalling," Ulquiorra said between clenched teeth. "You wanted to be here, and we're here."

Grimmjow chuckled and tugged at the briefs, taking them off the pale man. The blue haired man spared a small glance at when he uncovered, appreciating it, and then crawled back up and kissed Ulquiorra while grinding their hips together, enjoying the amazing friction.

Ulquiorra let out a small gasp, steadily pushing his hips up against Grimmjow's as he ended the kiss but immediately instigated another.

Groaning loudly, Grimmjow kissed Ulquiorra feverishly. His own boxer briefs were becoming a hindrance, so Grimmjow just removed it from his body and threw it somewhere in the room completely uninterested as to where they would land. His tan hand grabbed the pale man's member and stroked experimentally, his blue eyes glued on Ulquiorra's face.

"You're... nnngh... so loud..." Ulquiorra muttered, squeezing his eyes shut and flinching slightly when he felt the warm hand close around him.

Not caring in the least about his volume, Grimmjow continued stroking, teasing the head at the top. His mouth going back to Ulquiorra's nipple.

Ulquiorra's back arched even further, pushing himself up into Grimmjow's hand, his face looked strained, as if he were still holding back all that he could.

"C'mon Cifer." Grimmjow coaxed, "Moan for me." His voice low and horse as he bit Ulquiorra's pulse point and stroked again, twisting his wrist slightly.

Ultimately, it was Grimmjow's words that swayed him. Ulquiorra swallowed one moan that threatened to escape, but let the other one free, albeit reluctantly. "Uhhnn..."

Grimmjow chuckled and continued stroking, his lips leaving angry red marks in its wake; his own arousal growing at every breath, moan, and stroke.

Suddenly, Ulquiorra stopped Grimmjow's hand, sitting up and breathing heavily.

Grimmjow let his hand be stopped, and watched a bit confused as Ulquiorra sat up.

"Huh?" He asked.

"Look in the bedside drawer. I bought something yesterday that will be useful."

Grimmjow nodded and looked over. Finding the drawer he was talking about, Grimmjow pulled out a bottle of lube and a couple packets of condoms. He set them at the top of the little table, he turned back to his partner and smirked.

"You ready?"

"I have been," Ulquiorra replied, face still flushed from the embarrassment of letting himself show that much emotion. He snatched the bottle of lubricant from Grimmjow's hand.

"Good." He replied, smirking grabbing the bottle from the pale hands and opening it, putting some on his fingers and crawling up and pushing Ulquiorra back down. Kissing him, he let his hand trail down the pale man's body and tease the small opening, slipping a finger in.

Ulquiorra inhaled sharply, glaring at Grimmjow. "I don't want any more of your stupid foreplay."

Grimmjow rolled his eyes, "You're gonna want it unless you plan on bleeding." he dead-paned, looking at the man beneath him.

"You've done this before?" Ulquiorra looked up at him, eyes narrowing.

Grimmjow raised an eyebrow, "And if I have?"

"...I'd be surprised." Ulquiorra looked away.

Confused, Grimmjow sighed and turned Ulquiorra's head back in his direction. "What?"

"Nothing. Continue."

Grimmjow growled and took a firm hold on the smaller man's face and stared. "What."

Ulquiorra grabbed Grimmjow by the hair, forcing their faces so close their noses were touching. "Maybe I wanted you for myself."