#kingofthepanthers

[master-cifer]

It would seem people wanted to see him give his mate extra special attention with his lips. So tilting the ravens head up slightly he pressed a light, almost gentile kiss to the dual toned lips.

Ulquiorra pulled far enough back from the kiss to be able to speak, his eyes filled with confusion as he felt Grimmjow’s hot breath move across his face. The Sexta was not a gentle man and the only times he was ever kissed like that was when something had happened or was about to happen, “did you break something again?” 

[themageofmany]

Wait, who are you again? - Closed rp with kingofthepanthers

Skylar sat in the far left of the lecture hall, doodling a waterfall scene in her notebook. Gender Studies was not her favourite subject; she had mainly taken it because she needed the credit towards her degree.

The one thing she hadn’t planned on was the thing that no college student was prepared for.

Group projects.

Skylar groaned, as did the rest of the class, when they heard the two most hated words in education: assigned partners. Once the class was dismissed the students gathered around the page posted on the wall for their partners. ‘Please, please let it be someone I know,’ she begged. When it was her turn to read the list she scanned it for her name and traced the line across to see her partner.

“Who the hell is Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez?”