The Degeneracy of Shinigami [R-18]

Ulquiorra froze. WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON? He hadn't had a chance to react he was so shocked, but he was almost certain that she had just attempted to assassinate him.

"Can you touch what?" he asked, not bothering to hide his exasperation.

"That," she said as she ripped his jacket open the rest of the way. Her small fingers repeatedly traced the number that was on his left side of his chest, making him stiffen…in more ways than one. He pushed her off of him almost effortlessly and stood up, dusting himself off. He looked a sight, but at least his hakama were still secure. Sui Feng looked up at the Arrancar, noticing for the first time how muscular he was. She had always assumed he was just a skinny little weirdo, but seeing him with his jacket hanging open and that tattoo on his chest, he looked downright…sexy?

Something suddenly began to come over her. She didn't know what it was since it wasn't a familiar feeling, but decided to go with her instincts. They had never steered her wrong in the past. She stood up so gracefully, no one would ever have suspected she was drunk.

"Lieutenant Cifer." she purred. "Would you ever consider posing nude?" she asked with a seductive smirk.

"In battle?" he asked, his voice going up an octave. He was trying desperately to keep his cool, but she was making it hard…err…difficult…well hard too.

"No, not in battle, don't be stupid," she said appraising his body. "You have a very impressive physique," she said not bothering to look at his face.

"I'd never considered—." She cut him off with a wave of her hand.

"Let me ask you Lieutenant, what do you wear under those hakama?"

"Nothing," he said flatly. He wasn't sure what she was playing at, but he would not allow her to get the upper hand in whatever it was.

A mischievous smile appeared on her face after hearing his answer. She took the two steps it took to close the distance between them. Ulquiorra resisted the urge to take a step back. She reached up placing her hand on his cheek and trailed her thumb down the green tear-like mark. His skin was cool and extremely soft for a man. He was definitely NOT wearing make-up. 'Interesting,' she thought. Ulquiorra reached up and gently grabbed her wrist pulling her hand away from his face. He stared at her intently. She seemed in control and very aware of what she was doing, but this wasn't like her at all. Then again who was he to say what was like her and what wasn't? He barely knew her at all.

She snatched her hand away from him and began to walk away as if nothing had just happened. Ulquiorra followed silently, but then she stopped and turned to him.

"Lieutenant what do you do in your spare time," she asked calculating in her head how many questions remained on her list.

"The usual…eat, drink, avoid assassination attempts, get molested…you know," he replied casually pushing his hands in his pockets.

"So you enjoy eating out?" she questioned him.

He paused for a moment, looked her dead in the eyes and said, "Immensely."

"Hmm, we should do this again soon Lieutenant."

"Discuss battle tactics?" he said as he looked up at the moon.

"Of course." She turned, taking a couple steps before stopping yet again and calling over her shoulder. "One more thing," she said. "In battle, what's the biggest thing you've ever put in your hole?"

He allowed himself to crack a smile since her back was turned. "Ichigo Kurosaki's sword, it is a bit on the large side, as you may or may not know, but I survived. All in all it was a rather pleasurable experience," he said. If he could have seen Sui Feng's face right then, he definitely would have lost the game with Captain Kuchiki. He continued, "The fight I mean. I always enjoy a battle with a worthy opponent." With that he sonidoed away, leaving a dumbfounded Sui Feng to find her way back alone.

Day 4: Mission Complete

Hangover!

Next Meeting

"Ok everyone settle down so we can turn the floor over to Captain Sui Feng," said Rangiku as she clapped her hands to get everyone's attention.

The ladies found their seats and quieted down as Sui Feng walked to the front. She whipped out a small notebook and read her findings aloud.

Favorite color? Red

Hobbies? Eating, drinking, avoiding assassination attempts, getting molested

Do you drink sake? Yes

Would you ever consider posing nude? Maybe

Who does your make up? That's his face

Can I touch your tattoo? I did it anyway

What's the biggest thing you've ever put in your hole? Ichigo Kurosaki's large sword

What is your favorite position? No preference, as long as he gets to release.

Boxers or briefs? Neither

Do you prefer eating in or out? Eating out

Ignoring the giggling and jaws on the floor, Yoruichi stepped forward.

"Good work Sui Feng," she said. The small captain's scowl was replaced by a dreamy smile as her cheeks turned a bright red. "Now," Yoruichi said yanking up a chair, "Sit down and tell us how you pulled it off." She pushed the small captain down into the chair, giving her no chance to protest and signaled for everyone to move in closer. Even though there was no chance of anyone overhearing them, since Yoruichi placed a rather strong barrier around their meeting place, the women spoke in hushed voices. Sui Feng began to tell the rather embarrassing tale of how she got the answers to the ridiculous questions.

She was visibly nervous, and still a bit irritated with the whole idea behind this so called 'Secret Society', but as she continued, she became more relaxed. This did not escape Yoruichi's notice. The women laughed at the silly parts and jaws dropped when the story became a little more…uhh…intense. Sui Feng showed no emotion as she spoke of the events of the previous night, but she no longer felt uncomfortable. She looked around at the faces of the other women, all hanging on her every word. She never really considered any of them her friends. Not even Yoruichi…she was too far above her. She was a goddess. But as she looked at their faces now it brought a smile to her face, a very tiny one, barely noticeable really, but a smile nonetheless.

"I have one question for you Sui Feng," Yoruichi said after Sui Feng finished speaking.

"What's that Lad…Captain Yoruichi?"

"Did you have fun?" All eyes turned to Sui Feng.

Her first reaction was to blurt 'NO', but she took a moment to think. The beginning of the night had been horrible. Then she had accused Lieutenant Cifer of poisoning her when she was actually just drunk. She didn't even want to think about what he thought of her now, and was a little surprised to find that she actually cared. She thought of the feeling she got when she saw Ulquiorra with his jacket torn open, and the courage that seemingly came from nowhere. He had showed more emotion in that one night than she had seen the whole time he'd been in the Soul Society…not to mention the bulging erection he had tried to hide from her. Knowing that she had been able to affect him that way gave her a strange satisfaction.

"It was…exciting," she said simply as a smile spread across her face that was usually only reserved for Yoruichi.

All the women cheered and laughed knowingly as Rangiku stood to start the lesson for the next week.

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