Requested by Thorlovespoptarts

Your story: To say there was sexual tension between you and Grimmjow was an understatement. The banter between the two of was obvious, yet you refused to submit yourselves to each-other. He usually relieved his tension on his own, with heated thoughts of you running through his mind. You on the other hand, took a different approach. You would flirt with the lesser arrancar, inviting them back to your room. However, very few of these young men actually made it to your bed as Grimmjow usually told them where to go. While you may not have been involved, he considered you as his possession. You knew about his jealousy and it gave you endless delight in teasing him.

How it happened: You had been having a really bad day and all you wanted to do was retreat back to your room. Little did you know, you were being followed. Grimmjow also had a stressful day, and seeing how you were so close to him, he decided he wanted a much needed release. He watched the way your ponytail swished as you walked, how butt peeked ever-so-slightly from the bottom of your skirt, even the subtle sway of your hips. Grimmjow was more than ready. When you had reached your room, you flopped on your bed in frustration. You sat up when your door slammed shut.

"Grimmjow..." you began. It wasn't as if you weren't pleased to see him, but you were stunned to see him locking your door.

"Shut your mouth woman," he snarled, his piercing eyes burning into you. You bit your lip as you watched him stride towards you, removing his jacket.

"Lay down," he ordered. You complied, as he lay on top of you, his body had you caged. Your gaze flicked from his eyes to his lips, causing him to smirk. Grimmjow's mouth crashed on yours, biting your lower lip. You moaned and opened your mouth, allowing his tongue to slide in. You weren't about to give him all the power so you fought back. His hands made their way to your thighs, pushing your skirt up and wrapping them around his hips. Your hands tangled in his hair, tugging at his icy-blue locks. You could already feel his arousal through his pants, causing you to moan as he bucked his hips. Eventually, you broke away for air. You ran your hands from his hair, down his neck and rubbed his muscular chest. Grimmjow removed your top, and you covered yourself in modesty. He seized your wrists, pinning them above your head. He grinned as idea suddenly came to him. Grimmjow pulled the ribbon from your hair and used it to tie you to the headboard. He leant back to admire your helpless form, making you blush. Grimmjow's hands and mouth attacked your skin and you writhed beneath him. Finally he took off the remaining clothing from your bodies. Grimmjow wasn't done with you yet. He bit down on your neck and sucked, leaving his mark.

"G-Grimmjow...stop... teasing me," you begged. He grunted and released your hands. You spent the night letting go of the tension that had steadily built up.

How you found out: Getting fed up with the constant queasiness, you made yourself get a check-up. You had no idea how you were going to tell him.

How you told him: You paced in your room wondering how you were going to tell Grimmjow. You decided that it was best to just be honest with him so the next you saw Grimmjow, you told him.

"This is some kind of joke right?" he asked.

"No, it's not a joke. I really am pregnant."

"Then you're trying to trap me!"

"No, I'm not trying to trap you either. I just thought you had a right to know. I'm not expecting anything from you." He looked at you for a moment.

"Are you serious?" You nodded. "Good." With that, he left, leaving you heartbroken.

The after story: You gave birth to a beautiful little boy who looked just like Grimmjow. You raised your son to be strong but it wasn't always easy being a single parent. Then one day, Grimmjow came back into your life, demanding to see his son. You wanted to tell him no but he captured your lips in a searing kiss and all those old feelings you had for him came flooding back. At least now your son had a father to look up to.