Title: Office
Author: Ezj-Key
Status of story: WIP (again)
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 - 2809
-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: Looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo oooooooooooooooooooong overdue... probably.

- Next Day -

Grimmjow

Monday morning. Nothing most people would be afraid of. But if it's a Monday morning after you slept with your boss's son and he found out… you'd be rather worried yourself. Grimmjow felt himself tense up at every corner, readying himself to stand face-to-face with Aizen. Checking one last time where he stood at the last corner before his destination, he nearly dove headfirst into his office and locked the door. Leaning against it he sighed and let his head fall back hitting the door with a soft thump.

After the more than amazing sex Ulquiorra 'demanded' after the darn phone call, the raven had been out like a light, but he himself could barely catch any sleep at all. When the sun started to rise, letting the first rays reach his window, he gave up and simply propped himself up on an elbow, content with watching Ulquiorra sleep. He looked so at peace, not the usual frown or blankness that normally crossed his face. The pale lips were slightly parted and he could hear the small puffs as he breathed.

He let his eyes sweep from the raven hair that framed his face, to the thick long lashes that rested on his cheeks and down to the small chin. Even the bangs falling between his eyes and the rather thick eyebrows made him look cute, mused Grimmjow as he hungrily swept his eyes over his body, feeling himself harden. All had happened so fast and he'd never been much for steady relationships, never believing he'd ever be in one. He realized he didn't even know if they were in a relationship or not now. Frowning he tried to figure out if there were some kind of unwritten law for unexpected beddings of your boss.

But he also found that he wouldn't mind being in one, if it was with Ulquiorra. Not only for the great sex, and it really was, but also for the man himself. Well alright he could drive him up the wall and was an emotionless bastard who referred to others as trash. But that was also kind of the reason he liked him to, he realized. It put a challenge and fire into his life and he wondered if that could be the reason he'd never lasted in other relationships. They were all just too dull and fawning.

Anyone

As Grimmjow lay there, eyes staring forward but yet not seeing as he pondered this new realization, Ulquiorra's eyes fluttered open. First he looked disoriented, but then his eyes caught Grimmjow. First he frowned, wanting to chastise Grimmjow for clearly staring at him, but as he opened his mouth, he discovered something. Grimmjow was drooling, and he was most clearly not seeing him, even if he was looking right at him. He obviously was in deep though, and about something lewd too, if the thing poking his thigh was any suggestion.

Ulquiorra stretched and made a big show out of it, making Grimmjow break his train of thought to concentrate on the alluring creature lying in front of him. Grimmjow shuddered as Ulquiorra sat up and the blanket pooling in his lap, barely covered him, as he lent forward brushing his lips lightly against the bigger man.

-"God morning." Ulquiorra whispered, his voice a little rough from sleep

-"Mornin'" Grimmjow replied gruffly, as he tried to deepen the kiss but Ulquiorra teasingly kept the kiss soft.

The raven smiled as the teal haired man growled and drew him tight against his body deepening the kiss, roughly plunging his tongue inside. It was Grimmjow's turn to smile as Ulquiorra whined into their kiss, trying to get them closer together. But feeling gracious (and horny) he drew Ulquiorra up to straddle him, grinding their erections together making them both gasp. Helping the smaller man setting up a lazy grinding rhythm, they both breathed heavily into the kisses that got all the more lighter as moans and air escalated.

Grimmjow's fingers dug themselves into the ivory flesh of the raven's thighs as he ground him down to meet his thrusts upwards. Ulquiorra rocked with him clawing at Grimmjow's shoulders as the heat grew within him. Letting his head fall backwards Ulquiorra let out a breathily moan as he came shuddering in Grimmjow's grasp who in turn growled deep in his chest and grinded them both a bit more till he came to, joining their fluids on both stomachs.

As the rocking settled down they smiled and shared a lighter kiss. Ulquiorra drew back crawling of the bed and beckoning Grimmjow to follow him into the bathroom. The taller man stretched leisurely before he followed, thinking that all Monday mornings should start out like this.

Knock! Knock!

Grimmjow startled. Shit, was he spacing out against the door?

Knock! Knock!

-"Grimmjow you in there?"

Shit... Gin. That could only mean he was going to collect him for his death at Aizen's hands. Grimmjow were freaking out running his fingers through his hair as he started to pace up and down in front of his desk, he failed to notice that Gin had stuck his head in, smiling at the occupants distress. He coughed, making Grimmjow jump and turn to face him.

-"Gin! Geezus did ja hafta scare me like that?" Grimmjow looked wildly at him

-"Mahh I'm sorry kitty-san but you weren't answering your door and as I saw you come in here I was worried you'd gotten a heart attack or something."

-"Gin why are you here?" He asked with dread creeping into his voice.

-"Aizen wants to talk to you." Gin said in a completely neutral tone, but Grimmjow could feel his panic come pummeling back.

-"H… he do? Wh… what about?" Grimmjow tried to look more collected than he felt, scratching the back of his head nervously.

-"Hmm… he didn't say." Gin just stood there smiling.

-"Ahh good. Just good. Strictly business then." He sighed and drew a hand down his face then combing through his hair trying to collect himself somewhat.

-"Are Grimmjow-chan I don't think it's anything as bad as you seem to think." His smile grew bigger

But Grimmjow didn't really feel reassured at that with Gin's creepy smile growing bigger and all.

Gin waved and walked out leaving Grimmjow to collect himself before going to Aizen's office. he took several deep breaths and bent over slightly before mentally kicking himself for being such a coward. It wasn't like Aizen could do anything remotely bad towards him right… right? He left his office and walked down the corridor towards Aizen's domains.

Honestly, he had sweaty palms and shivers were going down his back. Standing before the door he thought about fleeing, but shook his head to rid himself of that stupid thought. He knocked rather sternly on the door. At Aizen's 'enter' he gulped and slowly turned the handle to enter. Aizen had never looked so intimidating as he did right then, sitting behind his huge desk in a dimly lit room, resting his chin behind his clasped hands, elbows resting on the desk and eyes looking fiercely ominous.

"Keep yourself together Grimmjow. What the hell is wrong with you? You knew when you started here that Aizen is slightly manic. He practically chewed your head off when you started working here, measuring you, to see if you could keep up with his insane standards. You were all smirks and cocky attitude. Where's that confidence now? The first mistakes you did and Aizen came down with fire and sulfur, wanting to spear you and you played it all cool, explained yourself and diverted all catastrophes like a pro. But why the hell does it feel like I'm on the very brink of death now?"

Coming to a stop at the head of Aizen's desk, he hoped his posture were relaxed and his face a mask of stone. But fu~ck was it hot in here or what?

Aizen

Aizen hid his grin behind his hands. Seeing the cocky Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez squirm around in nervous distress, made him grin all more evilly. The attitude the other male had shoved down his throat since the first time he met him, seemed long gone now. He wanted to take him down some more, really stomp him through the floor. Who the hell did he think he was? That he would be worthy of Ulquiorra, His. Only. Child. But Gin had argued that he should let Ulquiorra handle this by himself. But his son was still only a child. He couldn't let his sweet innocent baby get devoured by this… this… Casanova. Gin got it all wrong. Ulquiorra couldn't handle things like these yet. So he would have to help his little baby.

-"Grimmjow!" Aizen said in a deep voice and had to suppress a manic cackle at seeing the other man freeze up.

-"Ye-es…" Grimmjow could have bitten his tongue off for that stutter. He was Grimmjow Jaegerjaques for fuck's sake, and he doesn't stutter… until now…

-"How are the accounts for the third district coming along? Are there still trouble with the contracts for the businesses, or are they back on schedule?" Aizen said, while sitting up and dropping his hands back on the desk still clasped.

Grimmjow just stood there staring.

-Wh… what?" Grimmjow said in disbelief

-"Did I stutter?" Aizen asked rising an eyebrow

-"Ehh… nohh… No! 'Cough'. No you did not sir. They're just fine sir. We've had some screen conferences and the contracts have been approved and it's set to go just as planned on Friday sir." Grimmjow said, while feeling like he was sweating rivers, not even noticing how he overused the word 'sir'.

-"Excellent. That was all, you're excused Grimmjow." Aizen said picking up some papers and looking all engrossed in reading them.

Grimmjow stood there stunned. What? After a moment Aizen looked up at him again.

-"Was it something more you wanted Grimmjow?" he said looking puzzled.

-"No…" Grimmjow said uncertain

-"Then you may leave, I have a lot to attend to." Aizen said looking back down at his desk, shooing Grimmjow toward the door with a wave of his hand.

Grimmjow mumbled a good bye and left the office, never seeing the evil smile spreading on Aizen's face as he closed the door.

'Perfect' Aizen thought 'Just let him think all is right with the world, then boom. He's never going to know what hit him.'

People walking by Aizen's office the rest of the day swore they heard an evil cackle coming from its depths.

Grimmjow

Grimmjow was freaking out… again. He lounged on one of the smoking balcony's railings and smoked. Smoked! He hadn't smoked since that phase in his childhood when he wanted to piss off his parents. But he needed to calm his nerves and this was the only thing he could think of that didn't involve him jumping from the roof. The sound of the door opening behind him, made him turn and see Ulquiorra come out to join him.

-"Smoking? Really Grimmjow I thought you were smarter than that." Ulquiorra wrinkled his nose and joined him in leaning against the railing beside him.

Grimmjow put out the cig and tossed it in the bin behind him. He realized he'd done it on reflex as Ulquiorra nodded his head approvingly. Could he already be whipped? Staring hard at the trash bin where he'd tossed the cig he nearly missed Ulquiorra's movement until he felt Ulquiorra's lips against his own.

-"Don't try to think too hard, even if it makes you look so adorable." Ulquiorra smiled slightly at him. Grimmjow smiled back before he realized what he'd said.

-"Hey!" Grimmjow tried to look offended but he couldn't hold it in and smiled back.

-"What are you doing out here? I didn't get the impression you smoked." Grimmjow inquired as he gripped the smaller mans hips and drew him against himself as he leaned back on the railing.

-"Gin said I probably needed to talk to you, something about a meeting with my father?" Ulquiorra looked so young and adorable where he looked up at him

Grimmjow shook his head. He had to stop this thing right now. What was wrong with him? And why was he standing there holding Ulquiorra in his arms in broad daylight, at their job to boost, where everyone could see them?

-"It was nothing really. He just asked me about some contracts we had some trouble with. Nothing more really." Grimmjow mumbled and looked up in the sky in deep thought

'Why hadn't Aizen said anything? He'd sullied his "little angel" as he often referred Ulquiorra to in meetings. At least he thought he would get threatened with getting fired if he didn't break it off. But he'd said nothing. Looking all composed. Maybe he planned something far worse? Something involving his near death? Or maybe he didn't think there were anything between them and it all was just some misunderstanding? Aizen not believing Grimmjow was good enough for his son should be an understatement. He doubted there would ever be someone that he found fit for his son. But if he was planning some scheme to get rid of him, he should really start to look over his shoulder.'

-"Grimmjow?"

Grimmjow started and looked down into Ulquiorra's frowning face.

-"Huh" Grimmjow grunted. Ulquiorra shouldn't frown like that. –"What?"

-"Where were you?" Ulquiorra asked leaning slightly backwards to look more properly at his face.

-"Where I were?" Grimmjow parroted back, he had been standing here all along hadn't he?

-"In your mind?" Ulquiorra laid his head onto the teal haired mans chest. –"You seemed deep in thought. You sure father didn't say anything else to you?" He lazily started running circles with his left hand on Grimmjow's chest.

-"No"

-"Hmm but you thought so then?"

-"Yeah. I thought he would say something about the fact I was over at your place late at night."

-"Why would he say something about that?" Ulquiorra asked as he stretched up a little, butting his head against Grimmjow's chin

-"I thought he would ask if I was there as a friend or… doing something more." He mumbled into Ulquiorra's hair

-"Oh that. I already told him we had sex." He said as he nuzzled Grimmjow's neck.

Grimmjow froze and his eyes nearly bulged out of his head.

-"Yo.. you did what!?" He looked down at Ulquiorra

-"I told him we had sex. He asked why you were at my place so late and I answered him." Ulquiorra stopped rubbing his hand and looked up. –"Said we'll maybe do that from time to time now on. Was that wrong? I thought we'll probably have sex again." Ulquiorra blinked up at him.

-"No… No! You didn't do wrong. Off course you have all the rights to tell your father, and I would really like having… relations with you again. But didn't he say anything?" Grimmjow rubbed Ulquiorra's shoulders with his hands and made some faces he hoped went unspoken.

-"Like what?" Ulquiorra looked adorably puzzled

-"Like that you shouldn't do that with me. That… That I would be under you?..." Grimmjow clenched his eyes together. Why did he so urgently be worthy of Ulquiorra?

-"Under me? But wasn't I under you?" Ulquiorra tilted his head slightly to the left, looking utterly clueless.

-"Not under you like… like… positions. I meant under you as in worthy." Grimmjow bit out the last word through gritted teeth and he could feel his face flush and wanted to hide it. Damn it, he hadn't blushed like this since his early school years.

-"Yes I'm your boss and you're my subordinate, but what's that to do with my father and us having sex? Ulquiorra frowned. –"There are no fraternization rules within the company."

-"No I mean he's your father. He must have some comment on whom you date." Grimmjow felt rather frustrated. How could he explain his feelings? Why would he want to even? Why was he trying to sway Ulquiorra to his side? It was all so confusing.

Ulquiorra cupped his face in his hands and pulled him down for a kiss. Grimmjow grabbed his hips and pulled him in tighter to deepen it.

-"HUR HUM."

Grimmjow pushed Ulquiorra too roughly backwards and had to grab him to keep him from falling over.

Ulquiorra frowned and was just about to question the idiot what he was doing when he looked up and got startled by Grimmjow's pale face. Turning he saw his father and Gin stand in the doorway.

As for Grimmjow. He was utterly certain that if Ulquiorra hadn't stood there in front of him and Gin keeping an arm linked with Aizen. He would definitely be falling from this balcony right this second.

TBC

And please point out the grammar mistakes.

Ezj