The BLEACH Reality Series 2: Give Trust a Try 2.1
Series: The BLEACH Reality Series 2
Title: Give Trust a Try, Part 2.1
Author: Perverted Priestess 69
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: HET, slight violence
Summary: Our favorite fangirl is back a year later and her life’s nothing of the of the same shamble it use to be but now that Grimmjow‘s a part of her life. Questions of trust has come up between the two of them.
Disclaimer: I don’t own BLEACH or any of it’s most sexy characters, Kubo Tite does. I just enjoy bending them to my will and then making them lick, suck… well you get the picture.
Word Count: 4157
Forward: This is the second installment of what will from here on in be called The Bleach Reality Series. The story is about a yaoi fangirl who meets her favorite Bleach character through the psychic power of her mind. He is there to physically and mentally help her through her life issues: sexual repression, life goals, etc. I’ve chosen to keep my character of the fangirl’s name to a somewhat generic Japanese term of “Mina” a term used for all females or everyone (mina-san). So, even though it poses as her name from here on in it only really means “Miss” or something of that essence. It’s most likely informal as well.
I
“Nice. Just great! This great work!” Mina replied as she watched the screen from the laptop on her desk. Grading these reports were getting to be somewhat easier and at the same time more difficult with each passing paper. And this time one of her best was found in her email waiting to be graded. For Mina things have been quite busy these days and she hadn’t much time for her favorite pastime of reading fanfiction like she use to.
Since her first encounter with Grimmjow Jaggerjacques, the Sexta Espada she’s since completed her teaching certification and was hired by the local university as a professor of English. Despite unconventional nature of her teaching style, the school really thought of her as an asset and wanted to bring her on board as staff.
Actually, one of her original teaching tools was to teach her students how to create and write under the boundaries and restrictions… of fanfiction. This was why they chose her in the first place. She explained to them that these strictures would make their writing grow in detail, stronger. So even though legitimately she was reading fanfiction, it wasn’t
necessarily the fanfiction she enjoyed. Right now, she was reading a student who was coming along well in the class and was taking to the ideas like a fish to water.
She sat at the at the desk I her office trying not to let the pain of sitting for an hour get to her. She stretched and wrung her neck out of stress and as she did so the reality of the pain she felt came back as the finger-size bruises just inside her collar refreshed her memory of the last session she had with Grimmjow. Her attention drawn away completely from the paper she was reading and had now changed focus to them. Her lips perked into a satified smile at the thought of the fact that the bruises were still hanging on to her after a week and a half.
Things were different now with Grimmjow. They were much closer than they were in their first encounter. They had a way with each other, sex was always unbelievable and always different. He knew her name now and called her by it often when possible. He once told her name meant “Miss” in Japanese and ironically was giving her respect every time he said it. He told her it suited her. He said forcing him to do things he wouldn’t normally do was sexy, like making him come first, a turn on he didn’t know existed until he had met her.
She was feeling the heat rise in the pit of her stomach and that ever obvious dip she always felt had come back as a reminder of their many past romps. Hot flush had crept up her neck and back and painted her light red skin, a dark pink. She closed her eyes just when then strong hands slid smooth over shoulders. Semi-sharp pointed nails grazing softly over the smooth surface of her chin. The fingers ran over her face as the index ran across her lips. She inevitably sucked it into her mouth running her tongue along the long callused finger. She felt his body warm at her back and her breath caught at feeling his arousal pressing at her shoulder blades.
II
“Hello Mina!” The dark and rough voice spoke into her ear biting at it as he did so, arms coming to wrap warmly around her neck.
“Hey Six! What brings you here huh?” She said trying to hold her voice steady as she spoke but in stead it came out all breath and air in the end.
“Now Mina, you know when you call I come! No pun intended! Well, maybe a little.” He said moving to kneel behind her chair. He hands moving over her shoulders.
“But I didn’t call you. I’m at work, I wouldn’t call you now! So, why are you here?” She asked again.
“True, but it really wasn’t you that called me!” He said gripping at her stomach. “It was your body? You may not have wanted this or needed it right now but your body did.” He said with his head hooked over her right shoulder and a smug smile in his voice. He licked broad across her neck where the flesh was sensitive and still hot from blushing. Mina bit her lip and offered more of her neck to him readily.
“Yeah, right!” She tried at retorting.
“No Mina, really. Think about it. You said you wouldn‘t right?” He went on.
“Aw Hell! Well, I can’t let that happen again!” She said looking at him from the periphery of her eye.
“Yeah, it better not cuz you know my mood when you call me. That’s my reason for being here in the first fuckin’ place.” He went on placing his hands on the inside of her thighs.
She gave a little shuddering moan and swallowed deeply. She could feel her heart beating as his hands came under her breast. She closed her eyes taking in his scent of fresh rain and lavender. He bit at her neck drawing a hiss from her before she could protest to the excessive marking and pain at work. He perked her nipple through her shirt, making it stand promptly to attention. Mina felt his hair nuzzle against her ear as he played with her like some doll, moving to his whim.
“Mina, I want you to come for me right now.” He whispered low into her ear.
“Grimm…” She hesitated.
“No Mina, now girl! I want it now and you‘re going to give me what I want!” He growled bearing fangs, hands seizing on one of her nipples like a vise grip. “You know how I get about you telling me no!”
Mina tried not to scream at the focused current of pain the man was issuing to her. The pain was forcing her into a headache but a small controlled scream conceded her to his terms.
“OK! OK Grimm.” She squealed breathlessly. Breath coming in gasps as she held her breast looking at him. He stared at her sternly looking at her lips when he moved to kissed them. His tongue parting her lips en lieu to suggest them elsewhere therefore, planting the vision in her head. He would never say he was sorry but it was an apology nonetheless.
She had to admit the violent wave that lay just beneath the surface of this tumultuous relationship always was a stunning aphrodisiac that spurred her interest in Grimm. Gentle and sweet one moment and rough and gruesome the next. Now Mina was willing to do whatever the Espada told he to.
She watched as his hands unbuttoned her shirt displaying her lacy blue bra. One of his favorite ones in fact, he rubbed over the cat scratches he’d given Mina in his released form. Her mouth fell open whilst she watched his hands move over her and leaving goosebumps in their waked. He purred in he ear making everything all the more tense and erotic. He moved to undo her pants. Soon the zipper was down and a diligent hand and fingers were working their way inside her panties. Her breath was catching now, chest moving faster with each pant. He watched her face change and smiled at how wet he could feel she was.
“You body never lies to me girl.” He whispered so soft she wasn’t sure he had even spoke at all.
His other hand had popped the back open on her bra and her breast fell slightly from their cups. He played with her breast when he noticed her body began riding against his fingers, nails playing lightly over her clit tickling it viciously. Mina bit her lip, her hands trying to desperately to pull Grimm’s hands from her jeans.
“Mina, sit back, spread your legs and put your arms around my neck. Don’t move them. I’m gonna make you cum. You’re gonna like it. I can’t fuck you like I want but you are going to cum for me here and now girl!” He said with commanding tone, his breath playing warm over her face.
Her mind was swimming and her body was bucking against his fingers as they moved to play inside of her. He massaged the other nipple until it was standing on end like it’s twin. He smirked at the sexy vision happening in front of him.
“Sexyass bitch!” He growled into neck scraping her neck with his teeth.
“Nononono… uh! I don’t need this here, ah! Grimm, please.” She pled, her head pushing back against his shoulder.
“Shut the fuck up and take it!” He murmured in her ear with a growling moan. “Gimme!” He told her looking at her lips. His tongue penetrating her simultaneous to his fingers inside her deepening the pitch into her with every thrust.
“Oh Grimm, Oh God! Fuck! Yes. Uh!” She muttered against his open mouth as his tongue ran a smooth assault over hers. She was open and exposed and her hands gripped in Grimmjow’s icy blue hair violently. He moaned a satisfied laugh at her ministrations.
He loved her rough way of urging more from him. His cock shifted at the sight of her fucking his fingers. Inside their kiss he growled his approval. He kept her mouth engaged when he felt her pulsating closed around his fingers, a pensive squish of wetness slicking his fingers. Her body shook while her ass was slightly pushed from her seat and hovering over her chair with her feet planted into the floor. It wasn’t until she sat down again that he let her lips go, swirling their tongues a few more time before he did so.
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