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Title: Office

Author: Ezj-Key

Status of story: WIP

Rating(s): None yet but NC-17 to come... no pun intended

Pairing(s): Grimmjow/Ulquiorra

Beta: By XxWhiteStripesxX thank you so much

Spoilers: None intended anyway.

Disclaimer: I don’t own Bleach or any of its
characters and I make no profit on this story whatsoever.

Warning: warnings for this author. AU and probably OOC

Word Count: counting between
the ****** at start and ending.

-this chapter - 2871

-whole story – so far 6320

Summary: Grimmjow is trapped in an office environment. And guess who his bossy
boss is. Which one will cave first?

Authors Note: Some people can be very annoyed at the OOC warning,
but I’ll tell you that if I were able to write them in character I would be author
of this story, which I’m definitely not. And its slash a.k.a
love between boys so if you don’t like don’t read. And the only annoying about
flames is that I hate summer and hot days.

Special Note: Many thanks’ to XxWhiteStripesxX for beta:ing
this.





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~* Anyone *~

It got worse. All employees were keeping an eye
forward and one over their backs watching out for Ulquiorra. When he hadn’t
gotten the paper from Grimmjow until that very same day and minute his lecture
started, said O.R.D had almost busted a vein and simply started making life
miserable for all, Ulquiorra let no one get away with even the smallest of
errors. Worse was it for Grimmjow. If he so much as took a piss,
Ulquiorra would come up with a way to bitch about it. Simply said all employees
were walking on eggshells.

That Thursday night Grimmjow found himself in a local
bar near his flat. He’d gone to the bar to get a much needed drink trying to
relax and calm his nerves before he would do something drastic, like maiming
Ulquiorra for example. Sitting half draped over the bar drinking the beer he’d
just gotten, Grimmjow felt some of the stress leave his body. It was getting
tougher to keep his promise to his late father as the days went by.

Before he’d just meet Ulquiorra passing in the
hallway, not being important enough to work with him personally, but the newly
awarded status among the floor managers he’d had to have more contact with said
man, which turned ugly quickly. Snorting Grimmjow ordered another one.
Ulquiorra was like a child that never learnt to share, or play nice. Now he had
him breathing down his neck. Ulquiorra also got under his skin somehow.

For everything he did Grimmjow felt the need to
do the opposite, just to revolt. He also knew that weren’t exactly the best way
to behave against your boss. And even If you were your own boss you couldn’t
really behave like an ass either, if you wanted loyal employees. And someone
really needed to teach Ulquiorra said thing. He would love to teach that little
uptight ass a thing or two but he had much to plan for his continued life to
bother. What was he to do when he was done here? He only had a couple of months
left.

He was interested in staying if they asked him to. But
the downside was that he weren’t protected from Ulquiorra’s power to fire him
then. And it would really, really suck to get fired by that emotionally point
zero git. Or just to have to play nice with such an
ass. Groaning and hiding his head in his arm Grimmjow wished for nothing more
than get a good solution dropping in from the sky right about now.

“Aww tough day at work Grimmy-chan?” A voice to his left asked bemused. Grimmjow knew that
voice. He didn’t have to lift his head from his arm to know it was Aizen’s personal
assistant, Gin.

“Go away” Grimmjow mumbled into his arms. He didn’t
have the energy to deal with another nutcase tonight.

“Aww you wound me Grimm-chan.” Taking a seat next to
the man he ordered a scotch.

“Tch, typical.” Enjoying the brief silence Grimmjow lifted his head and sat drinking
quietly with Gin.

“So you’re here unwinding from work ne?” Gin asked
while he tinkered with his phone.

‘Sigh, didn’t the man ever shut up?’ Grimmjow just
nodded hoping that if he didn’t talk the other would follow his example, or
better yet leave.

“Understandable. Ulquiorra’s been rather fierce these
days.” Gin nodded face half serious.

Apparently his none talking had no effect, but if you
can’t beat them, join them.

“Yeah the little shit surely got something so far up
his ass it’s no wonder he can’t do anything other than bitch.” He growled and
nearly spitted in his annoyance. Gin just smiled his foxy smile and nodded.

“And you’re sulking because it’s not you up his ass.”
Gin’s smile widened as everyone at the bar turned to see the idiot that spit
his beer over the bar top.

“Wha… What’re you talking
about you nitwit?” Grimmjow flushed and wiped his mouth. ‘He’s insane’

“I’m just stating an observation.” Gin looked at
Grimmjow holding his palms up as in meaning no harm, then turning forward
taking another sip.

“Like I want my dick to shrivel, which it would do
anywhere near him.” Grimmjow took a larger gulp
emptying the bottle asking for another. Looking over at Gin he saw that the man
was busy texting.

“Tch. That whole
office is full of weirdo’s.” Grimmjow mumbled into his glass.

“Did you say anything Grimmy-chan?” Gin glanced over
at him continuing texting.

“Naaah” Grimmjow took the
new bottle and took a swig. He’d have to take it easy on the beer. He had work
tomorrow and he’d grown mature enough to know getting drunk did not make any
job easier.

Sitting in a comforting silence Grimmjow sipped on
what could be all from his 5 to 7 beer that night. When had that happened?
Peering over at Gin that was still texting frequently on his mobile he got no
answers.

“What are you doing?” Grimmjow inquired the other man.
“You go to the bar texting. You could have gone home to whoever you’re texting
with some beers instead.” Grimmjow honestly thought people who go out with
their mobiles are schmucks.

Gin turned towards him smiling his fox smile. “I convinced
them to come here instead, they’re on their way”

“Who?” Gin’s smile
widened freakily nearly scaring Grimmjow.

“Himitsu desu”
Gin winked and Grimmjow swallowed a large clunk from his bottle. He felt
slightly worried. Who could be coming? Trying to squelch his curiousness
Grimmjow relaxed completely from the stressful days that had been this week.
Sighing he looked over at Gin that received another text.

Another half-hour passed and Grimmjow was found in the
lavatory reliving himself. He rested his lower arm at
the wall before him thankful it was a rather nice fatality with regular
cleaning. Shaking and washing his hands he trudged back only to walk into
someone as he exited. -“Sorry I…” Looking down he trailed of as he saw that he
had run into Ulquiorra. With the booze running through his system he had to
steady himself by grabbing Ulquiorra’s arms pressing them closer. ‘Why was his
heart beating so fast suddenly?’

Ulquiorra arrived with his father as said man had
insisted he’d come to. Upon arrival his father sat down besides Gin. Ulquiorra
excused himself making way towards the toilets. As he walked in, he bumped into
a brick wall. Looking up he stared into the bluest eyes he’d ever seen. Gasping
as he was grabbed by his arms, he had to steady himself and hold them both on
their feet. Looking back up towards the eyes, he had to crane his neck since
they were closer and now it was oblivious how much taller Grimmjow was than
him.

Looking down into huge cerulean eyes, Grimmjow felt
lust wash through and coil around him like a snake. Not really thinking, he
lifted Ulquiorra effortlessly, and pressed their lips together roughly. Turning
them to the right he pressed Ulquiorra up against the wall, craning his neck
lightly to get better access and nipped at his lips.

Ulquiorra’s head span so fast he thought he was going
to pass out any minute now. One minute he was losing himself in those blue
eyes, and in the next he was lifted like he weighted nothing and kissed. When
they’re lips met he gripped the first fist of cloth he could reach, hard. This
was a whole new sensation for him. Rough slightly dry lips crushed his own in
what he could only describe as the most erotic thing he’d ever experienced.
Groaning when Grimmjow pressed him up against the wall he wrapped his arms
around Grimmjow’s neck as he released his arms and gripped his hips hard
instead. Opening his mouth he let Grimmjow’s tongue in.

When Ulquiorra moaned and wrapped his arms around his
neck, and then let him in to explore more of his mouth, Grimmjow couldn’t do
more than growl deeply and devoured this gift he’d received. Running his tongue
around Ulquiorra’s own leisurely he smiled at the different noises he could
coax from him. Pressing his chest harder against him he pinned him more
effectively. Holding him up with pressure alone he let his hands wander the
places he could reach. Hips, thighs, sides and then settled on kneading, what
Grimmjow now dubbed the firmest ass in the world. He ground their hips
together, growling when Ulquiorra broke from the lip lock to slam his head
backwards gasping sweetly.

Ulquiorra’s body felt like it would slowly burn up.
The tongue in his mouth was driving him insane, slowly burning the rest of his
brain cells to nothing more than mush. When Grimmjow pressed closer he spread
his legs as if his instinct willed him closer. And when the hands begun to
wander and lastly land on his ass, kneading it with his big hands, Ulquiorra
wrapped his legs around his waist. Gasping and keening, he begun to claw at
Grimmjow’s back and grasp his hair, as the new raw
sensation of grinding their pelvises together, spread warmth through his body. Never
having really explored his sexuality, he didn’t know how to tackle this
overload of sensation spiraling from his groin up his spine, fastening his
heart and making him gasp for air. What was happening? It was all so sudden…
what…

“Oh my. Is that really something you should do all openly at a place like
this?” Gin’s voice trailed through their foggy minds. Grimmjow growled like a
wounded animal at the thing that dared to disturb his mating.

“My, my Grimmy-chan, what noises you make, what if it had been Aizen coming in? You should be
grateful.” Gin smiled his widest fox smile at them.

At the mention of his father’s name, Ulquiorra came to
his senses and gripped Grimmjow’s shoulders trying to push him off. Easier said than done tough. Grimmjow gripped his ass
tighter growling, and buried his head in his neck. Trying to repress the
shudder he got from the hot breath on his neck, he tried once more to budge the
larger man only to find his strength lacking for it. ‘Why are my arms so
shaky?’ Hiding his beat red face in Grimmjow’s hair he avoided Gin’s amused
grin.

“I think I’m going to puke” Grimmjow whispered.

That was all warning Ulquiorra got as he was suddenly
dropped. He landed on his feet awkwardly, and Gin rushed forward catching him
before he hit the ground. He helped him to his feet, and they turned towards
the stall Grimmjow had rushed into, hearing reaching sounds, telling them that
he weren’t faring all too well. Sighing Gin walked towards the stall watching
the blue haired man hunch over the toilet.

“What are we going to do with you Grimmy-chan?” Gin
shook his head and turned to Ulquiorra. “Well… good luck with taking him home,
I’ll take your father elsewhere and cover Grimmjow’s bill so you can just get
him home when he’s done in here, bye~” Gin smiled his widest grin ever, talking
fast and left quickly, not letting Ulquiorra interrupt.

‘What just happened?’ Ulquiorra stood there seeing Gin
leave and looking back at Grimmjow’s hunched back. Was he going to take him
home? Shit. How was this going to end?

***~~~***

Ulquiorra could barely steady the other man. Since
Grimmjow was taller and buffer, he had a hard time walking and stimulatingly holding
up the heavy bulk of Grimmjow. As said man also wanted to sing and perform some
sort of dance, by swinging his arms and moving his feet in tune to his mouth,
weren’t really helping much. They staggered along the street drawing quite some
attention. Ulquiorra had always prided himself with good behavior and a cool
head, but leading this fool home had him cursing more than he’d ever probably
done in his entire life. Grimmjow lived barely two blocks away from the pub
(something he found out from his driver’s license) and deemed a taxi
unnecessary.

Something he kind of regretted now when the two measly
blocks felt like two miles. As they finally reached the door, the taller man
apparently though Ulquiorra was some date he’d taken home, and the raven had to
fend off his wandering hands that felt him up, as he tried opening the door.
Swinging it open he shoved Grimmjow unnecessary hard through it, and he
stumbled down the few steps that led from the hall to the living room. But the
only reaction was a snicker as he steadied himself and kicked of his shoes.
Ulquiorra took of his shoes deciding to help the big loon to bed, as to not
have him drown in either the kitchen sink or something like that. Unfortunately
he was the last one to see him alive. Taking hold of the taller ones arm he
dragged him to what the sign said were a bathroom and guiding him in.

“Do whatever you do to get ready for bed, and I’ll go
get the bed ready.” He said turning to search for the bedroom.

“Yeah baby let’s get ready for bed” Ulquiorra quirked
his nose and slapped the hand that had settled on his ass away.

“I’m just going to pull back the covers. You’re going
to bed alone. I’m not staying here tonight.” He said as he walked between the 5
doors in the living room searching for the bedroom.

“Aww baby, why not?” Grimmjow whined while he rummaged
around in the bathroom, door open.

Ulquiorra didn’t deem his slurred speech any mind, and
found the bedroom as he heard Grimmjow finally getting himself ready. As he
walked in, he could only shake his head at the seemingly erotic atmosphere.
Blood red walls with black woven designs covered the walls, and heavy red
drapes marred the frame of the king sized bed. He walked to the bed and pulled
back the covers that reviled black silk sheets. As he pulled the comforter
down, a hand settled on his backside again and he squeaked as it caught him off
guard.

He stood up turning around to bitch at Grimmjow for
sneaking up at him, but could only gasp as he found the other man to be
completely naked. Not being able to take his eyes of the impressive sight
before him, he didn’t register the hands that started unbuttoning his shirt
from the bottom, until a hand swept over his bare stomach.

“Grimmjow! Stop it! I’m not here to sleep with you. I’m here to get you to bed… No… no that’s not…” He blushed and stuttered as Grimmjow
just grinned, and dove in to bite and suckle his neck, sending strange tingling
down Ulquiorra’s back.

“Grimm… Grimmjow… don’t.” He said weakly, his cheeks
flushed.

“Mmm… I love the way you say my name baby.” Grimmjow
purred as he licked at the bitten skin as to shoot it.

Ulquiorra once again found himself with new electric
feelings, and struggled only halfheartedly. Grimmjow got the rest of the
buttons undone, and slid it off the younger mans arms. He looped his arms
around the smaller waist, stroking lightly up and down his back. Ulquiorra let
small mewls leave his lips, as his neck was covered in nips and licks before
those wonderful lips followed one of his collarbones down, and left a wet trail
towards one of his nipples. As Grimmjow nipped it, he arched his back and
wrapped his arms around the thick neck to get something to hang on to.

Grimmjow slowly moved him backwards till they reached
the bed, where he gently laid him down (amazing feat for a drunk
guy) before crawling over him and resuming his nipping at the other nub. Ulquiorra’s
brain shut down completely and he bit into the flesh of the back of his hand,
to not make too much noise. It was so damn good he couldn’t believe it. Taking
hold of the other’s shoulder with his other hand, he gasped as he felt that
talented mouth go south down over his stomach which quivered, and slowly
reached his pant line.

He gripped the shoulder harder and urged him up again.
Grimmjow complied and searched his lips out for a ravishing kiss. He didn’t
mind the man tasted of beer, as long as he kissed like that. But as soon as the
pleasure had started taking root, it ended in an oohf.
Grimmjow had passed out and was now pressing down into Ulquiorra with all of his
weight. His senses returned to him and the heat descended, Ulquiorra felt his
face heat up and struggled until he got out from underneath the larger man.

Fast, he re-buttoned his shirt and tossed a comforter
over the naked, passed out man and quickly exited the building. Locking the
door behind him, he put the key thru the letter slip in the door and left for
home. This was so embarrassing, god how would he be
able to look him in the eyes at work tomorrow. Hopefully, the older man would
oversleep and decide to not go to work, giving him the weekend to cool down. Yeah hopefully.



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TBC







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