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Office	By : Ezj Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2705 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don’t own Bleach or any of its characters and I make no profit on this story whatsoever.

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Title: Office

Author: Ezj-Key

Status of story: WIP

Rating(s): NC-17, M

Pairing(s): Grimmjow/Ulquiorra

Beta: None yet. English = second language. And MSWord’s spell-check

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 - 968

-whole story – ... XD

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. Please point out grammar and suggestions
to write better.

Special Note: Okeeeeej people want more of this crap... It took me by
surprise but I also noted the ending could lead to more so what the heck I’ll
give it a try. This chapters short but it’s just to get things started again.





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Grimmjow groaned huskily at the sight that greeted him
when he came home to his flat. He’d begun removing his jacket but had one arm
halfway out of his it as he noticed something that made him stand there slack
jawed as the bottom of Ulquiorra stuck up in the air, wearing (those should
really be illegal) skin tight trousers doing his yoga… position dog. He hurriedly
removed his jacket and got one sneaker off but the other stuck, and so he
lifted his foot up to untie the laces, but in his hurry he lost his footing and
came crashing down the few steps into his living-room. Ulquiorra didn’t even
spare him a glance as he continued following the instructions on the DVD.

-“Graceful as
always.” Came the sarcastic monotone voice of Ulquiorra

Grimmjow rose and rubbed his chin slowly, trying to
sooth the ache as he’d hit it on the floor, hard.

-“Yeah but with
that ass swaying all over who would notice such trivial things as stairs.” He cheekily added and grinned as he saw Ulquiorra’s
cheeks redden. Grimmjow walked over and swatted the upturned ass and smirked.

-“Keeping it nice and firm for me?” He snickered
finding it funny.

-“Behave you crude being, we have guests” He stated
seemingly uninterested but with a slight tone of humor.

Grimmjow froze and could literary feel cold sweat run
down his body as he turned his sight towards the sofa and there saw Gin and
Aizen. Oh fucking hell. Seemingly to distracted by
that swinging ass, he’d totally missed the couch and their guests. Gin gave him
his typical stupid grin as he held; rather forcefully Grimmjow noted as his
knuckles where white, at Aizen’s arm keeping him in place, which he was
grateful for as he more than likely would have his head cut off by now. Judging
from Aizen’s burning look he received. Couldn’t a hole open up and swallow him
whole? Please.

-“Hi Grimmy how was your day?” Gin asked humorously.

‘Like you wouldn’t know with you two gone all day
leaving us to do all work, damn slackers.’

-“It’s been fairly good, a few stresses at the Longsteens account but it turned out good.” He gave a
halfheartedly laugh and rubbed the back of his head. Glaring
slightly at Ulquiorra for not warning him earlier. Preferably
before the ass slap and crude joke. Ulquiorra just smiled at him. Ass.

-“So what are you doing here? Not that I mind having
you here but, yeah, can’t remember any special dates today…” He trailed off… ‘or was there… shit…
what if he had forgotten something? Ulquiorra’s birthday?
No that was last week… His own… nope next month… or was it…’

-“Relax Grimmjow you haven’t forgotten anything. Gin
just wanted to see how it was to use a home DVD instead of taking yoga classes.
I’m just showing him how it’s done.” He kissed Grimmjow’s cheek and let his
hand secretly squeeze his ass at the same time.

Not too discreetly though as Aizen, who yet had to say
a word thank god, tensed some more and seemed to be on his good way of
developing tics. Well at least it was progress. Ulquiorra had, after some
months dating, calmed his father down somewhat. Aizen more than clearly stated that
Grimmjow was more than below what his son deserved. He could swear that he
tried killing him one time. Even if Gin and Ulquiorra says that even he
wouldn’t go that far. Ha! A guy who thinks its fun
pretending to be stabbed at an employee picnic can’t have that much sane in him
either. He still shuddered at the thought of their first few moths together.
That Aizen found out about them like he did clearly didn’t put him in a good
favor from the start either.

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Grimmjow was sweating rivers shaking like a leaf and
almost wetting himself like some coward as the long line of profanities
streamed from the phone he was holding. Aizen knew oh god oh god oh god what
the hell should he do now. He was going to kill him. He may be trusted enough
with his job but he would never be god enough for his son. Not even a friggin saint would be good enough a person for his beloved
son. As he had a little mental break down Ulquiorra shifted over his shoulder
and took the phone out of his unresisting hand and held it up to his ear.

-“Whatever you thought of informing me take it in the
morning at work so we can go back to sleep, I’m exhausted and sore I want to
sleep night.” And he hung up lying back down.

Grimmjow felt his throat tighten imagining Aizen’s hands
strangling him slowly… really slowly. Any other person Ulquiorra had said that
to he would be turned on and gotten an ego boost at his admittance from being
exhausted and sore, but to his father, someone that now wanted him dead, it
would only fuel the fire. He continued his small breakdown until Ulquiorra
sighed and wrapped his arms around his torso under his arms nuzzling his neck,
making shivers run down his spine.

-“It’s really cold down here.” He whispered letting
his breath fan warmly over his neck.

Grimmjow closed his eyes taking a deep breath calming
down and started grinning.

-“So what do you want me to do about it baby?” He
could almost keep the leer out of his voice

-“Warm me up… please” He suckled his neck and moaned
around the please

Grimmjow turned around attacking that delicious mouth
pushing him back into the bedding ravaging the mouth offered thoroughly. Hell
he could handle Aizen at work. Right now he had other more urgent business to
attend to.



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TBC?





Sooo yeah…

And please point out the grammar mistakes.





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