A hand moved slowly up her small frame. She grasped for something, anything at this sensation. His hakama was the only thing that she was able to reach. Her eyes closed in pleasure. Grimmjow moved his mouth closer to Orihime's neckline. He started to kiss and nibble. Ulquiorra smirked at Orihime's hand on his hakama. He reached out to her chest and massaged as she let out a gasp of happiness and shock.
This wasn't anything abnormal, but if it escalated past more than touching and kissing it would be. It had been a few months since the Winter War had ended, yet, even though they were the only ones that were still left at Las Noches, they never went any further than to do just this. They just never felt the need to. But the want was building up in all of them. This time it would end differently. Much differently.
Orihime's hand was moving frantically, trying to remove Ulquiorra's clothing, while being somewhat restrained by Grimmjow's weight on her upper body. Ulquiorra assisted her in her endeavor. When his coat had fallen off and the 4 was visible on his chest next to his Hollow hole, she gasped. Tho Ulquiorra wasn't able to tell if it was because of what she saw or because of Grimmjow moving his hand further down her body.
Grimmjow's hand gripped the middle of her skirt, tugging at it to move up, Ulquiorra helped him and enjoyed his view. It was far better than Grimmjow's. He touched her in her most sensitive spot and her body shook. For some reason it was far more intense than it had ever been before. She sighed out Ulquiorra's name, longingly. He suddenly had an urge to just dive into her. Grimmjow was pulling on the buttons on the top of her dress, when he realized he'd be there forever before he could d it properly, he started to rip them off. Her chest was exposed and both men looked at her longingly. Grimmjow pulled her head up to kiss her. It was awkward seeing as how he was behind her. They fumbled and Orihime let out a small giggle at the difficulty of it.
Ulquiorra had started to kiss at her hips. They were wide, perfectly formed, child-bearing hips. Her hip bones stood out just a bit, but it was enough to make her body that much more desirable. she wiggled under the weight of him, trying to get away, but at the same time, she wanted to stay there, have him do more than just kiss and lick her waistline. Then, as if he had read her mind, Ulquiorra moved his hand back to her sensitive spot and her hips buckled. He moved his fingers in and out of her. She moaned in ecstasy. She grabbed for Grimmjow with one hand while the other grabbed Ulquiorra's hair. Her hand reached Grimmjow's stiffness. She rubbed at it and it made him let out a moan, he knew what he wanted. He started to remove all his clothing. She stared at him in awe. she stuck her tongue out and licked the tip of it sending shivers down his spine.
There was a brush against her skin as Ulquiorra moved towards her face, still moving his fingers, kissing all the way up.
He questioned if she was ready. She simply nodded in response, even though she most definitely was not ready for what happened. There was a thrust in her womanhood and it made her cry out in pain. The force behind the thrust was enough to make her feel like she was being ripped in half. It hurt. It hurt so bad that she scratched at them both to try and get away. Tears in her eyes she screamed at them to stop. They both froze, staring with a look of regret upon their faces. Orihime grabbed what she could to cover herself and ran off while the two men sat there, wishing that she didn't feel like she did. Wishing that there was something that they could do to fix what had happened. That they could take away her pain.