Title: Red Sash – Consequences
Pairings: UlquiHime
Rating: M for smutty goodness XD
Spoilers: None
Word count: 1,577

Well, here's part two, the final part, of the Red Sash series. God, I can't believe I actually wrote this. I hope you enjoy!

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She sat on the rug, her legs to one side with her back leaning on the couch. It had been a few days since the "red sash" incident, so she called it, and her body was already beginning to feel worn out by being on edge every hour of the day. Every time she heard her door open, Orihime would jump and turn to see her captor, that horrible man that elicited these unwanted feelings within her. She wanted to cry out at the helplessness that she was feeling, never knowing whether they were going to finish what they had started. Moreover, she wasn't entirely she whether she wanted them to finish it or not.

' I suppose I'm at least partially to blame,' she decided, moving her gaze from the chair and table in the middle of the room down to study the intricate weave of the rug beneath her. ' I kissed him. Why did I do that? Was it just because it was the heat of the moment or…?'

Her shoulders slumped dejectedly. Pushing herself up, she plopped onto the couch and let out a heavy sigh. The door creaked loudly, light pouring in from outside. A long shadow grew across the floor in a silhouette that she was all too familiar with. She looked at Ulquiorra with surprise, as he usually didn't visit her unless he was there to deliver her meals. Because of the light coming in from behind him, his eyes glowed an unusual shade of green and made his skin and uniform an ever crisper white than should have been possible. The effect made him look even more ethereal than he already did. Walking into the room, he closed the door and stood a few feet away from her.

"Ulquiorra."

He turned to her, but said nothing. His eyes gave away nothing; it was as though they hadn't shared what she had thought to be an intimate kiss with one another.

" What are we going to do…about what happened…between us?" Orihime asked shakily, walking until she was a foot away from him.

" What do you want?" Ulquiorra asked, taking his hands out of his pockets and reaching for a strand of her hair. It was still as soft and silky as he remembered it to be.

" I…I…" she started, looking up to him in confusion.

" The problem is, Inoue Orihime, that if you want this, I'm never going to let you go," he stated plainly, moving closer to her and stroking her face gently, " If it turns out that you are not as loyal to Aizen-sama as you claim to be..."

Her heart raced and she began to fidget uncomfortably. 'I should have figured that, no matter how well I thought I was lying, he would be able to see through my charade.'

"...I will have no choice but to turn against him and fight…for your sake," he whispered into her ear.

Orihime's eyes widened in disbelief. "Wha-What?" she stammered, almost unsure that she had heard him correctly.

'No. I couldn't have heard him correctly. He would never defy Aizen!' she considered frantically.

" I will betray the one who made me and fight against him, for your sake. It is impossible for me to serve two masters, after all, especially when they have conflicting goals," Ulquiorra explained, a little bit of annoyance coloring his voice as his lips brushed against her ears so softly, it caused her to shudder.

" Why would you do that?" she asked as his arms wrapped around her waist to pull her closer, " What could you possibly gain from doing that?"

Her arms were caught between their bodies and she pushed against his chest so that she could see his face. He looked at her curiously, as though it should have been the most obvious thing in the world to figure out why he would betray Aizen.

Leaning over, he placed a kiss on her forehead. " You. Isn't that enough? Do really you think that you have no value as a human being, as an individual? Is it so hard for you to believe that anyone would desire you?"

His lips moved down her face, placing soft kisses on her cheeks, her eyelids, and the line of her jaw. She closed her eyes and let out something halfway between a sigh and a moan, leaning her body closer to his. Her hands encircled him so that they were flush against each other. She lifted her head and, tiptoeing, touched her lips to his. It felt so right, his lips on her, the way his tongue moved inside her, making sure to stroke and taste everywhere, the feeling of his tongue as it brushed against hers, timidly at first, but more frantically as time passed. They parted, taking in deep breaths of air. Even Ulquiorra's cheeks were tinted with a light coloring of pink.

Walking over to the couch, she laid down slowly while he got on top of her, his legs on either side. Her hands reached up and her fingers tangled themselves in his hair, pulling him down for another kiss. He stroked her cheek again, sliding the finger down her cheek and down the length of her neck until he reached the zipper of her uniform. He hesitated for a fraction of a second before he unzipped the top and tossed it haphazardly to a corner of the room before he did the same for himself, breaking their kiss in the process. Ulquiorra leaned down, softly biting and then kissing her collarbone. Orihime moaned loudly.

"Too slow," she said, her hands sliding up and down his chest and back in slow, intricate patterns.

Raising an eyebrow, he reached for the back of her dress, unzipping it and pulling it over her head. Her skin was smooth and unmarred. His hands massaged her breast, being gentle in their actions. He sucked her nipple lightly, his tongue making slow circular motions. He placed open mouth kisses down her chest, starting from her breastbone, down and down until he reached her navel.

Suddenly, her hands reached for his hakama, taking him off guard, and started to slide them down.

" It's not really in my nature to rush, you know," Ulquiorra whispered, slightly amused as he helped her take his hakama off while he did the same to her.

" I know," she replied, laying back down, completely naked beneath him as she pulled him down for quick kiss.

Once again, she could feel his hard length push itself against her inner thighs although, this time, she wasn't nearly as frightened. Orihime could hear her heart beating in her ears, but this time she knew it was from anticipation instead of apprehension. She felt the same feeling of electricity running through her, pooling in her fingertips, her toes, and especially between her legs. There was a pressure building there in particular that was beginning to become unbearable.

" Ulquiorra, please," Orihime begged, taking his hand and leading it to the place between her thighs, her back arching and a moan escaping her lips as his fingers began to rub her around clitoris. He continued to rub, harder and more quickly. He stuck a finger, then two, inside her and began stroke her inner walls as well. Her breathing became heavier with each passing second until she felt as though she were about to explode. Suddenly, her muscles locked up and her walls clamped around his fingers as she screamed in ecstasy. She panted softly, watching as Ulquiorra licked his fingers clean of her orgasm.

He positioned himself between her legs, holding her hips and kissing her hipbone. He slid himself into her, feeling her stretch the deeper he got. Ulquiorra heard her wince and saw tears forming in her eyes. Catching his eye, she nodded for him to continue. Orihime wrapped her arms around his neck and he pushed himself until he filled her. He groaned at her tightness, lapping up the tears that ran down her face. Slowly, he moved his hips, making sure that she could adjust to him being inside her. It wasn't until she raised her hips to his, pulling him in deeper, that he allowed himself to be less controlled.

Eventually, both lost whatever self-control they possessed, their hips moving against one another frantically, their breaths mingling as a sheen of sweat began to cover their bodies. They moved together, faster and faster, until Ulquiorra felt something he had never known before in his entire existence: pleasure. He came, releasing his seed inside of her, and rolled off to the side of the couch, his breathing starting to even out. Turning to her, he pulled Orihime closer and kissed her lips chastely, her head resting on his chest.

"You did not-" he started, almost sounding disappointed. She smiled softly.

" It's okay. It's not uncommon for the guy to…well…you know… " Orihime replied, a blush making its way to her cheeks, " and the woman not to. At least you did that…thing...earlier."

Uquiorra stared at her, almost as though he wasn't convinced, but he said nothing. She raised her head up from his chest, looking him directly in the eye.

" What are we going to do now, Ulquiorra?"

For the first time ever in Orihime's knowledge, he let out a sigh. " I suppose we should find those people you call 'nakama'."