Spanish Isn't Hard!
Okay, this time I was asked for a sequel to my fourth Drabble, Tutor. This is from Ulquiorra's point of view, and it's going to take Spanish translation, so they're at the bottom.
It had all started as a simple, innocent request from a proud man with a son that was failing his Spanish class.
How had it turned into this??
It was Friday night, and I had just sat down on my student's bed to get the materials out, and wait for him to get out of the shower. The kid's name was Grimmjow Jaegerjaques; adopted son of the homosexual couple of Sosuke Aizen and Gin Ichimaru. Apparently, he was also gay; as was I. We discovered this about each other during our second lesson.
I was brought out of my daydreaming when Grimmjow walked in. I had to fight the blush when I saw him- clad in nothing but boxers, still dripping and running a towel through his natural (and I know it is) blue hair.
He seemed not to notice me. He walked towards his dresser, and I non-chalantly checked out his ass.
"Stop staring at my ass." Grimmjow's voice rang through the silent room. I let a half a smirk make it onto my lips, and twirled my pen in my hand.
"I wouldn't do that; I'm your teacher, Grimmjow-kun." He snorted in amusement, pulling on a pair of school sweatpants, and joining me, cross-legged, on the bed.
"Alright, let's get started where we left off… last time; making sentences. Let's try a simple one. 'My bedroom is my favorite room.'"
Grimmjow sighed, but recited the phrase in Spanish. "Mi dormitorio es mi cuarto favorito."
After a few seconds, I saw a sly smirk slide onto his face, as he added to the sentence, "-Como esto es donde lo hacemos." (1)
This time I couldn't keep the pink out of my cheeks, and he smirked impossibly wider as the heat made itself visible.
I glared, but soon sighed and dropped it. There was only one way to teach Grimmjow- find something he was interested in. And I knew exactly what that was.
He looked suspicious as the sly look passed through my eyes.
"Ulquiorra-chan, what the hell are you thinking that would give you that look?" He asked, eyeing me warily.
"Nothing, just new… lesson plans…" I trailed off, leaving my eyes half-lidded, and using the voice.
His eyes widened considerably. It was almost comical, but I held the laughter in and kept the 'bedroom face'.
"Now, how about, 'I left my books at school.'"
"Dejé mis libros en la escuela…"
I smirked and sat up onto my hands and knees.
"Now, 'I live in Las Noches.'"
His eyes were hazy already. "V-Vivo en Las Noches…"
Smiling, I pushed him onto his back on the bed, and straddled his hips. "Mmm, 'Do you have change for a dollar?'"
"¿Tiene el cambio para un dólar?" (2)
"No." I was slightly disappointed, and I let it show as I climbed off him, and sat cross-legged. He looked pissed. "Let's try… 'I won't get any unless I get these right.'" I looked at him apathetically, as if I couldn't care less.
"Er… No conseguiré ninguno a menos que yo acierte en éstos."
"Very good." I purred as I pushed him back down, straddling his hips again. "Now, let's get this one right: 'All my friends went to the concert.'"
"T-Todos mis amigos fueron al c-concierto." He stuttered. I half-smiled as I took my shirt off, and ground our hips together. He groaned, his body growing more aroused.
"'Where is the main office?'"
"Nghh… '¿Dónde está la oficina central?'" I leaned forward and caught his lips in a kiss, but he soon intensified it, pushing his tongue into my mouth and taking control. I pulled away as it got good, leaving him panting.
"Two or three more, Grimm-kun. 'I don't want to waste my time.'"
He groaned but tried. "No quiero gastar mi tiempo…" I sat up a little, just to slip off his sweatpants and my constricting jeans, leaving us both in our boxers, his plain navy blue, mine red plaid. There were considerably bulges in each.
"Now they're gonna get a little harder… 'I don't care, I'm not the same person.'" This was one we hadn't learned yet, but I knew he knew the elements of it.
To my surprise, though, he ground it out perfectly. "No me preocupo, no soy la misma persona…!"
"You've been studying." I whispered into his ear before taking off both pairs of boxers.
Our lengths touched, making me shiver, and Grimmjow groan. "P-please, Ulquiorra-chan…!"
"¿Qué? No entiendo." (3)
He groaned in frustration, but repeated it in Spanish. "¡Por favor, Ulquiorra -chan...!"
I smiled, and moved down until I was hovering over his erect member.
"¡Hágalo!" (4) He ground out, looking down lustily.
I couldn't deny a request like that, so I took the head into my mouth, sucking softly.
He moaned breathily, urging me on. I sucked a little harder, taking it all in my mouth, until the blue hair tickled the end of my nose. My cheeks hollowed as I sucked, starting to bob my head slowly.
"¡Más rápido, Ulquiorra!" (5)
I complied with that request too, swirling my tongue around the head and bobbing faster, running my tongue over the vein on the underside. He rewarded me with a heady groan, and I went faster, starting to taste his pre-cum, and fondle his balls in my hand, looking up at him through my long eyelashes.
He met my eyes, and I could see that seeing me like this- naked, sucking his cock hungrily- was seriously affecting him.
He started trying to thrust, but I held his hips down, humming. He threw his head back, and I could tell he was close.
I wrapped my thumb and forefinger around the base of his shaft, cutting off the flow just in time.
His eyes shot open, groaning uncomfortably.
"Ulquiorra! C'mon, I have-" I cut him off with a glare, teasing the slit with my tongue. He got the message.
"Uhhn… Ulquiorra, tengo- ¡Tengo que venir!" (6) His eyes were pleading, his expression pathetic. I wished I had a camera.
Still not releasing my hold, I teased the slit and started to suck again. His voice was above me- pleading and begging in some kind of Spanglish.
"Oh, God Ulquiorra, por favor, please, let me come, tengo que venir!!" (7) I made sure to imprint that pleading tone into my mind before I finally released my grip.
He thrust into my mouth a couple times, and started to come, spurting his seed in the back of my throat as he rode out his orgasm. I swallowed it all silently.
When it was over, I brought my head up, licking my lips to get all the rogue seed off. He watched me and immediately pulled me into a lip-bruising kiss.
When we pulled apart, he whispered a soft "Le amo." before passing out, exhausted.
I let a full smile take my lips as I whispered to the sleeping man, "Le amo, también." (8)
(1) Como esto es donde lo hacemos. - Because that's where we do it. (Connects to 'Mi dormitorio es mi cuarto favorito.' - My bedroom is my favorite room.)
(2) ¿Tiene el cambio para un dólar? - Does it have the change for a dollar? (He dropped the 'usted' between 'Tiene' and 'el.' It should have been '¿Tiene usted el cambio para un dólar?')
(3) ¿Qué? No entiendo. - What? I don't understand.
(4) ¡Hágalo! - Do it!
(5) ¡Más rápido, Ulquiorra! - Faster, Ulquiorra!
(6) Ulquiorra… tengo- ¡Tengo que venir! - Ulquiorra, I have- I have to come!
(7) Oh, God Ulquiorra, por favor, please, let me come, tengo que venir!! (This is a mix of English/Spanish, reading 'Oh, God Ulquiorra, please, please, let me come, I have to come!!"
(8) Le amo. - I love you.
Le amo, también. - I love you, too.