The Heart

[ autoplay ] indi Ulquiorra RP blog. multiship multifandom OC / AU / 18+ NSFW tracking: cornovum written by: Zeke

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A red hue colored his cheekbones, staring at Ulqurria with embarrassed sapphire hues and yet they couldn’t look away from his hand. “…..Cause….I hear that kind of thing….is—is….” He cleared his throat. “A turn on. Like ya know—it makes ya feel good….”

A sigh left Grimmjow as he demonstrated on his own hand. “Ya do it like this, Ulqourria.” He held up his pointer finger, his tongue flickering out to lick the back of it, lips capturing the digit as his eyes closed and a soft moan left his lips as he sucked eagerly on it.

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Looking to his own finger, than back to Grimmjow. “There wasn’t anything significant about it.” The only logical explanation was if someone else was involved. How the Sexta usually talked about things like this, it usually included two people. 

Focusing on what the other Espada was doing now. He didn’t blink, committing the movement and estimated pressure to memory. “Going with what you had confessed, it would make more sense if I did that instead.” Calmly moving in front of the Sexta, taking a hold of his wrist to ease his hand from his mouth. Keeping eye contact with him, replaying in his mind, just what he saw moments before. Slipping Grimmjow’s finger into his mouth and applying slow strokes with his tongue.  

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He blinked, lifting his hand up as he asked. “But why would you do that?”   Maybe for the taste?

Putting a finger past his own lips to see what the big deal would be. Deep emeralds shifting over to Grimmjow. After a few moments, he released them, his brows furrowing a little in confusion. 

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“You really are somethin’ else aren’t ya?” Grimmjow laughed, as he watched him finish his inspection. Slowly his normal features returned and the panther ones faded. His teal hair shortening and his clawed fingers and toes going back to normal round and pink ones. Arms went to casually rest atop the Cuarto’s shoulders. Taking in his still released appearance with a grin.

“Ya know…..Ya really do look hot in your release form.” He uttered leaning forward so their forehead’s were touching. “Ya tail wrapped around me, I feel like I’m suddenly compelled to indulge my beloved with some sort of gesture.” Lips moved and pressed a gentle kiss to one of the black streaks that ran down Ulquiorra’s pale complexion. “There.” He grinned.

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”Hot?” He blinked, brows furrowed in confusion. “Actually, the distribution of body heat is more efficient in this form.” When their heads met, Ulquiorra paused to see what he was going to do. The light kiss felt odd, but not entirely bad. “Grimmjow--” His eyes locked onto those striking blues. One hand came up to cover the Sexta’s hand on his shoulder, curling inward. “--hold on tightly.” 

             That was the only warning he gave. 

In the next few seconds, Ulquiorra had another arm around his panther and extended his wings. A small crouch before taking to the air, deftly maneuvering through one of the windows to the open desert. He wanted to thank Grimmjow for being so compliant about his feline toes, so he took him to a high level spot the Cuatro favored. An area that was beyond the range of detection from Las Noches. 

“This is my sanctuary.” Carefully setting his mate down, unravelling his tail. 

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Well it looked like this toe-inspecting moment just went to a whole another level—Grimmjow thought inwardly, as he watched a single black claw poke at the pads of his feet. He’d call his beloved adorable, but he kept the comment to himself. Grimmjow did his best to with hold anymore laughter as the sensation faded, and instead felt a slight sharp poke at his row of five toes.

“I know that, but still. I just figured I’d warn ya incase It happened. Don’t wanna a knee jerk reaction outta me to surprise my beloved.” He told him, lips pressed together for a moment. “Just let me know when ya done, holdin’ this form for extended periods of time can take a lot outta me.”

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He gave a nod, showing he was still listening as he lifted the foot to see if there any hidden claws by the heel. Bringing it back down to settle on his palm, the bat’s other hand calmly stroking the top of Grmmjow’s paw now. “.. Beloved..” Repeating quietly. He was still getting used to hearing things like this. But it did make the Cuatro feel calm whenever hearing it. 

“I’ve fulfilled my curiosity.” Confirming his statement by letting go of the Sexta’s appendage. “I see.” His head tilted slightly, that long tail sliding around Grimmjow’s waist to pull him in closer. “Then go ahead and turn back-- so you don’t fall asleep on me.” One of the things he was learning, keeping a sense of humor. Though it was difficult to tell when Ulquiorra was being serious or joking. 

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Though he apprecriated his beloved’s fascination—to some extent, the poking and gentle touches to the instep and sole of his feet began to tickle. Light tingling sensations that caused a laugh to escape his lips, attempting to steady himself on one foot, an arm balancing against the wall.

“….Careful, love—that….that tickles….” Grimmjow giggled out. “I….I don’t wanna kick ya in the face by accident.”

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Glancing momentarily to Grimmjow’s face as he began to laugh. So interesting to witness that, it brought out a faint smirk from the Cuatro. “Oh, that tickles?” Holding the paw still to allow the ticklish sensation to fade for the time being. Shifting to his own release form, so that now black claws were prodding at the Sexta’s feline toes. “-- I’m not finished inspecting.”

“I’m not concerned about a kick, my reflexes will counter it.”

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His eyes situated on  the feline-like foot. A paw, actually. The Cuatro did inspect it for a short while. Poking at each pad in turn with a gently curious index finger. “I see the resemblance. Though these are much softer than beans.” A hand held the foot carefully, pressing his thumb in the center and rubbing lightly. 

“They’re..  cute.”

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“Ah come on, not ya too Cuarto.” Grimmjow shook his head, running a frustrated hand through his teal strands. “Look I have normal lookin’ feet, and if ya want I can take off my shoe and show ya. Nothin’ cat like or bean-like about um.”

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“I know that. It’s obvious your feet are normal-- right now.” A second later, the bat was hardly an inch away.

 “Go into your release form, Sexta. Your appendages resemble a large feline when you do.” He was determined to sate his curiosity of the bean toes.

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I want to see the ‘bean toes’.

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Patience wasn’t exactly one of his core virtues. Grimmjow had always been a creature of action. Of the now, whether it was in battle or anything else. Waiting had always been a problem for him, Sitting around doing nothing. He couldn’t even sit still for very long during meetings. Always tapping his fingers or shifting around in his seat. Something that always seemed to humor their Lord but annoy everyone else. 

But for Ulqourria perhaps, he’d give it a try. Considering that feeling in his chest stirred after hearing his question. That stupid feeling he wished would go away but only grew stronger. “If that’s what ya want.” He found himself saying. “I’m sorry alright? For tryin’ to overwhelm ya. I forget how different the two of us are sometimes. But that doesn’t make it such a bad thing ya know?” It’s nice to ya know…….like…..like someone with–with a different mindset than yourself. It’d be borin’ if ya were just like me.” 

“I don’t want…..to try anything like that with anyone else. I’d rather it be you.”He found himself blurting, as that hue on his face darkened for a moment. “So…..how about we just……Start over huh? Do this the proper way. We….We take whatever this is slow and….I can keep my own hands to myself. We could just talk each other’s ears off for now if that’s what makes ya happy.” He then ironically raised his own hand, but as a means for them to shake on it. Nothing more. “Deal?” 

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.Observing how Grimmjow weighed the options in his mind gave the Cuatro a better understanding of him. A few simple moments like that had shown he wasn’t merely his aspect of death. The same could be said for himself but a rare few, if any, knew Ulquiorra beyond his exterior. “I appreciate your apology, Grimmjow and yes, that’s what I would prefer.” The way he saw it, there was an adequate amount of time to explore one another, mentally and physically. 

He gave a small nod in agreement. “Just as some may be wary of you for the type of hostility you project-- the same amount have been stand-offish towards me. It may be respect of rank or some kind of fear of being bored.” Granted, Ulquiorra was not the most talkative but there was an underlying curiosity that was scratching at the surface. 

There was a pause in his thoughts as Grimmjow revealed his intentions. He would rather try those things with me?  Another minuscule grin upturned his lips. “To make me happy. . .” Echoing the words quietly. “Starting over isn’t necessary. We can go one step at a time and see where this path takes us.” Glancing to his hand, lifting one from his pocket to join the other’s. “That sounds fair to me.” Retracting his hand gently only to bring it up to the Sexta’s jawline. 

“So then, you will be mine.”

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Grimmjow should’ve known better. But he had gotten caught up in the moment, and hadn’t realized that this was the cuarto he had been kissing moments before. The cuarto who didn’t easily open up to others, his grip tight on his arm. He didn’t realize that it wasn’t exactly a bad thing to do that while you kissed. Humans considered it a bonus. Then again—It wasn’t like the Cuarto knew that either. He probably thought the touch was a means to search for a physical weakness or worse. He should’ve muttered something, asked. And now he was left without that sweet contact that had his entire body awake and alert. 

“….I’m sorry alright?” He muttered, sapphire eyes looking off to the side, pink coloring hueing his high cheekbones. “Humans tend to….tend to be touchy when they kiss is all. So I thought…..I could at least try. But I should’ve asked ya first. It was out of line to just start touchin’ ya. It’s a way to make what we’re doing feel nice. I wasn’t gonna try and do anythin’ stupid.  I know you can take me down without blinkin’, Ulqourria.”

Once his hand was released, Grimmjow rubbed at his wrist, giving his arm a quick flex before tucking his tan hands into his pockets. “I guess ya probably don’t wanna try anything else then? A shame. Because ya could just pin my hands above my head, and kiss me that way. If ya really don’t want that to happen again. I wouldn’t mind.” A bit of a devious tone now lacing through his words, though he remained cautiously still, hands still tucked into his pockets not making a move towards the other. Oh no. He wanted Ulqourria to be the one to decide what direction he wanted to go. 

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Whether it was true or not-- Grimmjow was the only source of information on such things-- there was one factor that kept standing out in Ulquiorra’s mind. “We are not humans, Sexta. You may have learned more about them, experience more on a different level but we aren’t the same as them. I don’t care what they define to feel good. That is something I will decide on my own.” 

At least he knew his place now. The Cuatro didn’t seek to harm him but if it came to it-- he would not hold back. His gaze sharpened as Grimmjow kept pushing the issue. “Attempting to make me feel some sort of guilt is not going to work. I have nothing to feel guilty or remorse about. If you feel so strongly about those physical circumstances-- perhaps I’m not the one you should be concentrating on.” 

He sighed once more letting his eyes be cast down, his voice lowering. “I need time, Grimmjow. Everything that has happened tonight is all new for me.” All of this had simply spilled out before he even thought beforehand. He would normally analyze what he’d say aloud but this was different. “I require patience.” Bringing his gaze back up again. “Would you do that, for me?”

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Grimmjow swallowed for a moment. He didn’t need to be told twice, it was just–a little mind boggling. The fact he was even kissing the cuarto, much less holding him and feeling that–that warmth of his body, of his hands curling gripping onto his jacket tighter. Still he found himself nodding, licking his lower lip as he kissed Ulqourria once more, this time—he found himself not holding back. Not for a single breath. 

“You—taste, like—” Grimmjow muttered between kisses, “Like apples.” He told him, though he wasn’t sure if Ulqourria got the comparison. Once the espada had tried the human fruit. And he felt his taste mirrored that. And soon, his tongue slipped through the slender muscle twirling around the others. 

His hands wondered, from his waist to trace under the espada’s jacket. Tan hands exploring the canvas of skin underneath, tracing and caressing his back tugging up the white material as he went. His free hand went to one of Ulqourria’s palms and placed it right at the hem of his jacket. Inviting him to explore and touch him as well.

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Searching those eyes for the meaning of whatever apples were. It was a question he would refrain from asking until later. It wasn’t important at the moment, retaliation was in order. Parting his lips a little more to allow exploration of tongues to continue. A short sigh melting from the embrace as he pushed into it with more force. If Grimmjow wasn’t so steady on his feet, he would have been moved back a few feet, at least. 

When hands met his skin, the Cuatro paused, eyes narrowing slightly. What was this supposed to mean? Breaking the kiss and taking grip of Grimmjow’s forearm. Swiftly slipping his hand from the other’s, bringing it to it’s normal place in his own pocket. Still holding the other’s arm firmly. Emeralds now staring with that lifeless cold he usually kept. “Do not overstep boundaries, Sexta.” 

Ulquiorra had let his defenses down momentarily but now he was fully aware once again. Regardless of how his curiosity nagged at the back of his mind, he wouldn’t be handled so easily. Releasing his arm, concealing his hand within the other pocket. Eyeing him cautiously waiting to see what Grimmjow would do or say next.  

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Grimmjow wasn’t sure what he expected this kiss to be like. It was—gentle, soft and exploratory. Nothing of which he himself believed to be apart of his person. Still he figured it was better than going all out on the first try. He didn’t want to push this on the cuarto, especially on their first kiss. His uttered words echoed in his head for a moment. Romantic. Sentimental—were those words that could be applied to the two of them? 

Still he tilted his head deepening the kiss for a moment, his other arm going around his waist—and pressing their frames together. Despite being taller, and broader—Grimmjow didn’t mind the difference. In fact for some reason—he thought it added a certain charm to the contact. 

“You….You taste really good…” Grimmjow muttered as he broke the kiss for a moment, catching his breath as his lips looked to his neck—and for a moment, wanted to place some kisses there too. He wanted to kiss anywhere the Cuarto allowed him to, licking his lower lip for a moment as Sapphire hues looked to Emerald ones. “…..I hope you—I hope you liked it, cause ya know—It’d suck if ya called me a crappy kisser.” 

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The Cuatro would mirror every action Grimmjow displayed. When he was pulled in by both arms, Ulquiorra did the same, each of his hands tugged at his shoulders. If there was a moment where his tongue came into play, the bat would use his own as well. A simple give and take that he would have no trouble remembering. 

”I do?” I may have been an odd thing to mention at the moment, but the Cuatro didn’t question it. He had recently enjoyed a cup of tea with Aizen, perhaps that was the taste he was referring to. Tasting his own lips, there was something reminiscent of Grimmjow, his comment becoming more logical. His scent had shifted slightly, the Sexta’s usual smell of blood was now warmer, a unique musk.. it was inviting. 

He blinked a few times at the next words. “There is no basis for comparison, so I can’t fully say whether or not you’re a good kisser.” He paused, realizing they were still pressed tightly together but didn’t bother to move away. “Though, I did enjoy it-- I wouldn’t deny another if you wanted.” Curling his hands into the fabric of Grimmjow’s jacket as he admitted so. 

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Grimmjow wasn’t sure how to process what was currently transpiring. Never in a million years did he imagine he’d be in this situation. With Ulqourria of all people. The 4rth ranked espada, all powerful and scary. The guy who could easily take him out with out even trying. Without even breaking a sweat. And yet here he was, sounding concerned for his person—and then asking that question, as he felt cool fingertips at his shoulder.

“Well—for ya know….humans—it…it makes sense to them.” Grimmjow tried to say blue hues attempting to meet the emerald ones that stared straight back at him. “Because it’s…it’s a very….romantic kinda thing. They’re really sentimental about this stuff ya….ya know…”  Though in this moment, Grimmjow had a thought. He highly doubted that Ulqourria had ever kissed anyone, let alone been in this type of situation. Which only sent a hoard of butterflies leaping to his toned stomach. Making this all the more embarrassing. 

“I’ll….I’ll show you.” Grimmjow leaned forward, damning the butterflies in his stomach and the redness on his face as he closed the distance between them, placing his lips atop the others in a careful manner, a hand going to wrap around his waist.

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The things Grimmjow was talking about were all a mystery to the Cuatro. All he knew was what he was trained to do and until now, that was all he was exposed. to. The Sexta was opening his eyes to a brand new way of thinking. How there was so much more to living-- well living for what they were-- but it slowly started to make sense. 

As he spoke, Ulquiorra tilted his head in curiosity. His eyes trailed to the Sexta’s mouth. His hand moving from his shoulder to those lips, where a single pale digit traced them experimentally. “Romantic.. sentimental.. this is what those terms mean then?” His voice quiet due to the closeness. Flickering emeralds back up as Grimmjow neared their lips some more. A light nod given to indicate it was alright to continue with the act. 

When his hand met his waist, Ulquiorra moved his form right up against the taller Espada’s. Lips parted slightly when they met for the first time. The sensation was calming, soft, not at all what he expected the Sexta to be capable of. In return, he pressed into the kiss, his hand tracing the side of Grimmjow’s neck. How strange, he could feel his pulse quicken out of instinct, like it would in battle. But this was far from what he was used to, although he begun to enjoy it. 

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[ so there I was minding my own bidness when @azul-sexta just ..]

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Delirious his ass. Grimmjow knew full well what this was doing to him. Even talking to the Cuarto now, just casually back and forth—sent warmth to his heart, fueling it like wood to a fire—making his heart pound faster. He wondered for a moment, if it would just jump out of his chest. “I ain’t gonna tell Lord Aizen about this. This ain’t somethin’ you just go to him or the Octava for. Not unless I wanna get funny looks and told I’m crazy.”

Then of course he just had to take that single step forward, closing some of the distance between them posing his question. A thought did come to mind—one he immediately regretted thinking, biting his lower lip. There was no way he could ask him to do that.  “I dunno, Cuarto…..I suppose ya could—ya could try slappin’ me, but then ya’d probably send me through a wall.” He tried to say clearing his throat. “Usually…..If—if someone is feelin’ this way towards someone….and let’s—let’s say the other party feels the same—they ya know…..they–” He forced the word out. “They kiss.” 

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He didn’t want to let others know of this, must have been a lot more personal than the bat assumed. However, the Sexta was-- for some reason-- talking to him about it. Ulquiorra could only equate that to feeling more comfortable with him than the others. “If you’re contagious, then it may cause a problem. But as long as there’s nothing for the others to be concerned with, I’d agree that it won’t be an issue.” 

When Grimmjow nearly suggested the slap, his hand did lift slowly but then descended again as he continued to speak. Observing the vocal struggle, Ulquiorra was trying to figure out why the other was so nervous. The explanation was coming together, finally. A simple gesture of affection, one that the Cuatro had never experienced. There had been no logical purpose for him to do so. “I’m not sure how that makes sense.” Emeralds reflected a small amount of confusion, peering up into those vibrant blues. Another step, leaving hardly any space between the two. 

Once more, pale digits ascended from his pocket, to gently find solace at the Sexta’s shoulder. A small lift onto his toes would bring his face near but pausing. “Where is the best place for a kiss?”

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With an audible yawn, Grimmjow sat back up–teal strands messy atop his head. There were of course, nicer ways he could’ve phrased that—but he kept that to himself.

“Well then. If you wanted me off ya, you could’ve said it a bit nicer. No need to use words like that, Cuarto.”

That’s all it took to alter his mood? Ulquiorra let a quiet sigh slip past his lips. “Grimmjow--” His voice was a calm tone but slightly demanding as he spoke his name. A pale hand gripped the Sexta’s shoulder and then unceremoniously pulled him back to how he’d been resting. “--be quiet a while, get some more rest.” Soothing out his voice to normal. 

The Cuatro then leaned his head back and closed his eyes. “I was only joking.” The confession paired with the slightest hint of a grin.