GrimmUlqui High School AU

Watching Ulquiorra's expression, Grimmjow felt a little proud. Wanting to hear the pale man moan, Grimmjow pushed his hips down, pulling the pale man in completely. A small groan escaped his lips though he kept his eyes open, watching the man above him.

Ulquiorra's eyes closed more tightly, and his hand tightened on Grimmjow's leg, but no sound managed to escape his lips. He began to move at a steady rhythm, free hand coming down and pulling Grimmjow up for an open, clumsy kiss.

The slight disappointment that Grimmjow felt was quickly wiped away as Ulquiorra began to move. His face scrunched up as he fought to keep moans of pleasure from escaping his lips.

"Go ahead," Ulquiorra said breathily, almost sounding like a dare. "Scream if you must."

"Fuuuuuck." He groaned, the combination of Ulquiorra's voice and the delicious friction becoming irresistible. His hands grabbed the pale man's face and kissed him hard.

Ulquiorra took Grimmjow's other leg and hooked it over his right shoulder, lifting Grimmjow's entire lower half off of the bed as he continued to roughly slam into him. At that moment he seemed to lose himself, glaring down at Grimmjow with determination and single-mindedness.

The rough pace that Ulquiorra set was slowly driving Grimmjow over the edge. He could feel the tingling sensation in his abdomen, telling him that his climax was drawing near. He bit his lip, keeping himself from screaming, his eyes staring at the emerald orbs.

Ulquiorra's slim fingers wrapped around Grimmjow's length, giving him some relief as he drug his fingertips up and down the hardened shaft.

"Shi-" He groaned as he felt Ulquiorra's hand grip his length. He knew he wouldn't last much longer the way things were going, but he had still yet to hear much of anything from Ulquiorra, and that alone kept him going.

"...Nnnn..." Ulquiorra moaned through clenched teeth, at last, the sound Grimmjow wanted to hear. His head was thrown back, eyes shut tight, and for that brief moment he forgot about hiding it.

The sight in front of Grimmjow left his mouth dry. Ulquiorra looked, mouthwatering with his head thrown back, eyes shut, and a moan on his lips. Suddenly, the tight coil in his abdomen burst and the blue haired man threw his head back, eyes screwed shut and a loud, throaty "Fuck" spilled from his lips.

Ulquiorra fell on top of Grimmjow as both of them released and became spent, his chest heaving against the warmer, darker one beneath him as he tried to catch his breath and regain his dignity.

Absentmindedly, Grimmjow played with Ulquiorra's hair. He fought to control his breathing, returning it back to normal. His arm snaked around the pale man's slender hip, keeping him in place.

Ulquiorra looked up at Grimmjow, his eyes wide and looking terrified. He had no idea what had just come over him, only that he'd lost control of himself, and it made him incredibly nervous. His hands on Grimmjow's shoulders tightened.

Grimmjow smiled and tightened his hold on the man above him. He was satisfied and he had the urge to just stay the way they were. He typically hated being touched in general, but it seemed as though that didn't apply to Ulquiorra.

"...I don't know what's happening..." Ulquiorra said softly, his voice small as opposed to the confidence it usually had.

"Is it a bad thing?" He asked, curious as to whether he was okay with their current position.

"...I don't know," Ulquiorra admitted. "I don't believe so, but... it's difficult..."

Grimmjow loosens his hold, "Ya' can get up if ya' want." He mumbled.

"But... that's just it... I don't want to."

Grimmjow's mouth twitched upward and he shrugged as much as he coul, "The stay." He replied, his hold on Ulquiorra's waist tightening once more.

Ulquiorra lay his head in the slope of Grimmjow's neck and shoulder, suddenly wanting to kiss the bite mark he'd made the night before but holding himself back. He couldn't show too much affection. He felt his lips press against the sore, puckered bruise anyway.

Grim Joe made a satisfied noise at the back of his throat as he felt a kiss on his hickey. He sighed contently and softly nuzzled Ulquiorra's neck.

"What is expected of us now?" Ulquiorra asked quietly.

Grimmjow shrugged and looked down at Ulquiorra.

"I dunno."