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Destructions Malice.	By : Jessykins Category: Bleach > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 10904 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Orihime had spent three weeks in Las Noches, Most of which was spent almost solely with Rukia. The Shinigami had been schooling her in Grimmjows ways, for she knew his patience was at its end and that Orihime would either become part of his games, or at least be forced to watch as he resumed them with her.
What Rukia did not anticipate was her friend’s curiosity. In her first weeks there she avoided both Grimmjow and the chest near the end of the bed like a plague. Now she inched closer to the sleeping Grimmjow daily, Rukia wondered if she really thought she hadn’t noticed the steady drift across the room.
Today Rukia awoke to find Grimmjow already gone…which was odd, he seemed to enjoy the lazy life he had been enjoying the last few weeks. She ignored it and went about her morning ritual of showering, and receiving food from one of the many Hollow serving as slaves. Orihime was notably quiet as they ate that morning; she usually took advantage of Grimmjows absence in that area. Today she hardly looked up from her plate.
“Inoue?” Rukia asked finally unable to take the silence
Orihime jumped in surprise at the small sound of her voice, the poor girl fell into a awkward fit of laughter right after she realized what she had done. Rukia laughed lightly, much more intent on what was making her friend so nervous.
“What’s wrong Inoue?” she asked more specifically, hoping the girl could get over whatever it was and speak seriously.
“Well…I…” the girl stopped and turned away seemingly unable to maintain eye contact
“Go on, it’s alright.” Rukia said comfortingly.
There was easily five minutes of silence before the poor thing was able to either work her courage up, or form her words into something she could say. What she said was…impossible to understand both because of the speed she spoke and the incoherent placement of her words.
“Guess it wasn’t getting her thoughts in order that took so long.” Rukia thought with a slight twitch of one eyebrow. “Mind saying that…again?” she asked.
Orihime fell toward Rukia, the girls momentum toppled the two over. Rukia opened her eyes after the fall to find Orihime with her face buried deeply into her kimono. She was speaking again, but now the issue was how muffled it all was being said into the fabric of her clothing.
Rukia gently tucked her fingers beneath her friends chin guiding her head upward until their eyes finally met.
“Inoue…What is it?” she asked one final time, seeing that the shyness had turned to desperateness.
Orihime had small wells of tears in her eyes, she hadn’t been like this since the first day she had arrived.
“He…He said that…tonight…when he got back…he was, he was going to…” She burst into tears.
Rukia clutched her prison mate tightly, letting her cry those tears away. She understood the fear, the anxiety that were surely building inside her as the day progressed. She wondered if it would be worse to know it was coming, then for it to just happen.
Before long Orihimes eyes dried, and Rukia guided her to sit beside each other on Grimmjows old bed.
“Inoue…Have you?” she asked simply.
“N…no” she answered relatively calmly.
They sat in silence for a while, Orihime was undoubtedly thinking of what lied in store for her when night fell. Rukia was trying to think of some way to help, but how could she…Orihime was going to be raped and nothing either of them did could change it.
The two women spent the day trying to keep their minds off of what night was inevitably going to bring. Orihime eventually told Rukia what had occurred while she slept the night before. She was awoken by Grimmjow and brought into the hall, he proceeded to tell her that the next night he would take her as his toy. He also told her that it wouldn’t be until after dinner. For that Rukia was somewhat grateful, he was giving her something.
It was during dinner that Rukia came up with a solution.
“Inoue…what if you…had some practice?”
Orihime looked at her oddly for a few moments before Rukias meaning dawned on her. She blushed wildly, once again unable to meet eyes with the Shinigami. But her shyness did not impede in her understanding.
“But…wouldn’t he know?” she asked biting one fingernail nervously at even thinking of it.
“Well, you could probably fix what change? With your powers?” Rukia answered.
Orihime thought about it for a few moments before nodding in acceptance, after all…maybe her plan would help. Ten minutes later Orihime sat nude on the bed, shyly covering her breasts with her arms. She gazed curiously toward the end of the bed, where Rukia was shuffling through the chest.
“Just relax Inoue…It will be fun…” she said blushing herself now as she sat down in front of her. “Have you…kissed anyone?” she asked trying to get it all started somehow.
“N…no.” Inoue spoke sheepishly, still unable to keep eye contact while they spoke of such things.
Rukia sighed and inched closer to her, she knew that the whole of her experience was with Grimmjow…so at least she could convey some of his tendencies to Orihime.
“Assuming…he is the same with you, you wont be able to use your hands much, so all that matters is your lips.”
Rukia closed the gap suddenly, not yet beyond her own nervousness and unable to convey any emotion beyond. The kiss was childish at best Rukia was far to forward, and Orihime moved her head back so much that by the time Rukia broke it off she was restingon her elbows. Rukia nodded lightly and moved in again, this time not quite connecting lips. Orihime caught on quickly and took her chance to experiment, she pecked, bit, and eventually managed to find a relative groove. Rukia wouldn’t admit it but when she felt Orihime could do okay with Grimmjow, the girl had in fact turned most of her shyness into lust.
Now that the two girls were relatively comfortable, Rukia slid the small assortment of toys between them. Orihime let out a small whimper at the sight of them; the first two were a dull blue color. The first was thin…seemingly made of plastic and had a nondescript shape to it. The second was rather large, and very specific in its shape. The third was not a shaft at all, it was cone shaped but not solid, each level consisted of small silver balls of varying diameters coming to a point where only a single ball sat.
Rukia struggled for a moment, only able to ask when Orihime gave her a shy look of confusion.
“Do you want me to…or do you want to…you know…” Rukia waved her wrist in a few short circles as she tried to pick a word, “Get ready?”
Orihime understood that and if it was possible blushed more heavily.
“If you want I could” Rukia offered nervously, seeing the odd conundrum her friend was in.
On one hand Orihime could probably just do it all alone, but they both knew that she wasn’t sure of the entire thing…and chances were she would avoid actually breaking her hymen alone.
“Okay.” She spoke with a sort of conviction that was both inspiring and somewhat silly, at least when you acknowledged the situation.
Rukia nodded and slid between the girls legs; she couldn’t help but admire some of her body. Her breasts were very full, and surprisingly perky for their size, and her nipples fit perfectly…unlike her own. She was healthy, not model thin, but by no means fat or even chubby. Her vagina was similarly well crafted, nearly symmetric and very soft. Her pubic hair was trimmed, a small triangle balancing on her clit.
Rukia found herself gently dragging her fingers across the lips of her entrance; just taking in the velvet texture…she was slightly jealous of the girl. She slid onto her belly to get better access to the small slit between Orihimes legs. She spent some time just rubbing the girls entrance, occasionally flicking her petite nub at her vaginas pinnacle. Rukia knew Grimmjow would quite enjoy her, she was already notably damp…it took less then half the time to get her started then it took Rukia.
The inside was similarly spectacular, just as soft but now extremely hot, and for a girl who physically looked weak…those muscles were wonderfully powerful. Even with only two of her rather small fingers inside she could feel the pressure the girl put on them when she contracted the muscles in her abdomen. Rukia’s mouth soon joined in on it’s own accord, her lips clamping securely over the girls clit and sucking at random intervals. Her own body was responding to the small whimpers and moans Orihime gave each time she moved or tweaked anything she currently had access to.
Rukia spent much longer then she expected to with her head there, finding that being the one in control was a huge turn on…and her friends sweet taste didn’t hurt either. She did stop before Orihime could get to close to a climax though, there were more important things to do after all.
“This only a bit smaller then he is…” she said quietly lifting up the toy resembling that particular part of the body.
Orihime bit her lip obviously still very nervous about this part.
“We will go slowly okay?” Rukia said assuringly.
So slow was what they did, maybe slower then Orihime expected in fact. Rukia couldn’t help but tease her a little, sliding the shaft along her entrances, only occasionally applying any pressure to her entrance before pulling away. By the time Rukia actually got to the important part Orihime was lightly shaking probably both in anticipation and fear.
Rukia placed one hand just above her slit and used her thumb to gently pull one side of her entrance open. Orihimes thighs closed slightly the second the tip of the toy came to rest on the small hole. Rukia smiled comfortingly, the only reply was a nervous nod…not exactly the same amount of devotion as earlier. Nonetheless Rukia began slowly pressing the toy in. The view was a turn on in itself, the small pink orifice slowly pulling the length in. Orihime was completely quiet as it slid deeper; the anticipation mixture of anticipation and embarrassment probably forcing her to do so.
When the toy reached its maximum depth Rukia looked up at her friend, “It’s okay?” she asked, Orihime only gave her another nod.
Rukia frowned and abruptly pulled back and the back in effectively breaking her hymen. Orihime let out a loud yelp, a small tear rolling down each cheek. Rukia held perfectly still, she could tell that the tears were more from the knowledge of what had happened then the pain.
“O…okay…” stammered Orihime after a few moments.
Rukias answer was a slow drawback of the length, a brief hesitation followed by a slightly quicker thrust. She yelped again that time, any remaining tissue that hadn’t broke…certainly had now. After that second thrust Orihime went through a cycle of emotions. First she stayed quiet, wincing at each thrust. Soon she became neutral, no longer wincing but not responding otherwise. Next tightly shut eyelids became relaxed and blush filled her cheeks, before long Rukia had the girl pulling the girl scratching at the sheets of the bed. Not much longer Orihimes hips were bucking toward her and she was enjoying it for everything it was.
She came shortly after, and if anything Rukia had that to feel proud of. For all her friends perfection in body, her orgasms were relatively uneventful. Yes there was moaning and back arching, but unlike Rukia there was no torrent of fluid. Subconsciously she felt more comfortable now, knowing that Grimmjow enjoyed that a great deal.
Orihime took some time to recuperate, but did eventually stammer out an offer to return the favor. Rukia declined, not wanting to cause the poor thing any more embarrassment then she had already dealt with…and what was likely to come.
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Grimmjow returned later then expected, nearly four hours after the women had done the dirty deed. As far as he was concerned she was untouched, the room was a mess as always, and with Orihimes abilities her hymen had been restored just as it was.
The girls sat quietly across from him expecting his order, and eventually it came.
“You stay…” he said gazing at Orihime “You…go to bed…” he said casually nodding Rukia toward the bed.
The response was only half what he expected.
“No.” Rukia said bluntly, “I wish to stay.”
Grimmjow flinched slightly, had she just told him…no?
“Woman…” he began to say standing up.
Rukia shuffled quickly in front of him, remaining on her knees, “Please…” her hands grasped at his length beneath the fabric of his hakama, “It’s been…so long.”
Grimmjow remained silent watching as she enthusiastically massaged him, Rukia never broke away from his stoic gaze. She knew that saying no would anger him…and if she could tire him maybe Orihime could avoid some of his attention for at least one more day.
It seemed her plan would work for tonight, because Grimmjow soon plopped back down and rested his arms on the back of the chair. Rukia slid his length out, he was already half erect. She stroked him steadily, her other hand playfully toying with his sack. Rukia waited until his head fell back to turn and nod Orihime over, she wasn’t going to avoid it completely…if the plan was going to work she was going to have to be the good girl…not the new one.
Rukia scooted to one side and Orihime found her spot beside her. Rukia guided her hand around him, and gave her a nod signaling to follow her lead. Orihime did so, gingerly stroking his length until it was at its full length. Grimmjow was watching again, likely curious as to what his new toy could do. Rukia moved in first, her tongue replacing her fingers on his scrotum. Her eyes connected with her friends and she nodded again. Orihime followed the example and nervously flicked her tongue at the mans length. Rukia focused on her own area, hoping to make up for her hesitation.
The hesitation was short lived though, soon her lips were around his length and doing all they could to pleasure the man. Rukia flinched when she felt Grimmjow move slightly, his hand resting on the girls shoulder. She had moved to his scrotum because she thought it would be easier to do his shaft the first time, she had forgotten his love for abusing her throat.
Orhime did resist some when his hand pushed her head down, but only as much as a human could resist an Espada. Rukia was inevitably impressed though, besides a few tears and a small gag here and there she did rather well.
“Dorei…” his voice pulled her gaze upward to meet his, “Finish it”
Rukia gently pulled her friend off of the man, nodding in approval before taking over. Being used as such co many times she had gotten good at taking his length, and was able to go from head to base rather quickly without any hesitation. As was such Grimmjow just lay back as she brought him to a quick and powerful climax. After his member sprayed the last bit of semen she pulled back and showed what she had gotten to her master as she had been told to.
“Now share…” he said a thin grin of pleasure sliding across his face.
Rukia did not hesitate, for that may take the attention away from her and bring it to Orihime. Orihime groaned lightly as Rukia’s lips met hers, the Shinigami’s tongue quickly sliding into her friend’s mouth to give her no choice but to take some. Orihime continued to follow Rukia’s example once they broke their kiss, and showed the Espada his seed. Rukia noted how much longer he left the two there, mouths open showing the warm liquid coating them gazing up at him. Eventually he nodded and they both swallowed, Rukia first with Orihime following just after.

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Now in bed Rukia quickly assumed the position in front of Grimmjow, he did not protest and quickly piled himself into her. She yelped at his girth, the familiar stretch a welcomed pleasure. Orihime had actually lurched forward thinking he had went in before she was prepared, Rukia waved her down. Rukia had learned to spend foreplay preparing, and was already sopping by the time they had gotten to bed.
Rukia beckoned Orihime over, “Let your master and I examine you Inoue…”
Rukia helped guide her into position, being sure to take her privates for herself…knowing her ample breasts would keep Grimmjow from complaining at all. Soon the three were a mess, Rukia was writhing from Grimmjow’s pounding, it seemed with a distraction such as Orihime he could hold a much more intense pace for longer then normal. Orihime seemed to be enjoying herself in some fraction, with Rukia intent on breaking her fear down below, and Grimmjow at work groping and biting and sucking at her peaks it seemed to be working.
Soon each one came to climax, Rukia was first (although by that time she had actually came to a climax twice already) and unleashed her usual torrent of juices. Orihime was second, while less spectacular she ended up clutching Grimmjow in the end. Grimmjow finished last, pulling out just before and covering both the girls bellies in a thick spray.
Rukia’s plan had worked today, Grimmjow left the two of them after that and returned to his bed across the room. Rukia and Orihime cleaned up and tucked themselves in shortly after both with a little less weight on their shoulders.
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Thanks for all the reviews!
Shae – XD Thanks for the review, I’m glad you like it so far! I’m hoping I can find a groove and pick it up, but lately I have written each chapter three or four times before actually getting one I like enough to edit into what you are getting! I hope this will hold you over! ^_^ And yes, Grimmjow is a wonderful character.
Sorry for any mistakes! I know they are there I just don’t see them!
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