Entering a small bar in the human world, Soi Fon sighed. She had just completed a tiring mission, made worse by interactions with Kisuke Urahara and Ichigo Kurosaki's group.
The young captain planned to vent her frustrations on her lieutenant upon returning home.
Approaching the bar, she encountered a light red-haired woman cleaning glasses. "Can I take your order, miss?" she inquired as Soi Fon perched on a stool.
"Do you have anything strong for a hard night?" Soi Fon asked with a hint of weariness in her voice.
The woman nodded with a smile. "We have a few options," she replied. "Would you like to try all three?"
Soi Fon considered for a moment. "Sure, it might make this night more tolerable," she said, brushing her bangs aside with a sigh.
"Alright," the redhead said, pouring Soifon three small shots of vodka, tequila, and Jack Daniels. "It'd be best if you mixed them," she warned.
Soifon ignored her, downing one shot after another. "Give me more!" she declared, needing something to curb her anger.
"Isn't that excessive for someone so petite?" Soifon glanced over her shoulder at the smirking Sixth Espada, standing nearby.
"And what's it to you?" Soifon sneered, returning her attention to her drinks.
The blue-haired man laughed as he approached and took one of her shots, downing it despite her glare. "Can we get more? In larger cups!"
"Bastard!" Soifon exclaimed, grabbing the newly filled cups and draining them in one gulp. "What's got you so riled up?" Grimmjow asked.
Soifon glanced at the Espada and shrugged nonchalantly. "The mission just dragged on forever," she said, licking her lips. "Plus, I have to deal with annoying people all the time. I wish I could just stab them."
Grimmjow nodded sympathetically. "I understand what you mean. I sometimes feel like killing the other Espadas myself." He took a drink from his cup.
Soifon sighed and looked at Grimmjow, her eyes dilated from the alcohol she had consumed. "And it doesn't help that I'm so horny," she said, her pale cheeks turning a rosy hue.
Grimmjow listened attentively, surprised by her candor. He had heard stories about this fiery woman and knew of her capabilities through Aizen.
The blue-haired Espada couldn't help but chuckle as he glanced at Soifon's chest. She wore only a tank top that revealed how perky her nipples were, and her black skinny jeans accentuated her petite figure.
"What's so hilarious, Espada?" Soifon demanded, her cheeks paling. She hadn't intended to say anything amusing. Why had she blurted out her arousal to an enemy?
Grimmjow leaned closer, their noses almost touching. "Perhaps I could assist with that," he offered, his hand sliding up her leg. "It might improve your mood. Besides, it could be enjoyable to toy with a captain."
Soifon opened her mouth to protest, but a moan escaped her lips as Grimmjow's lips grazed her neck.
The captain couldn't deny that it didn't sound like a bad idea. It wasn't as if they would engage in this act indefinitely. After all, it was merely a physical release. "All right... just sex!" she gasped as his hand continued its ascent. "Only because I'm feeling so incredibly aroused!"
"Sounds good," Grimmjow growled against the captain's neck. "We should get out of here." He rose from the stool and helped Soifon up. "There's a hotel down the road," the bartender offered.
Soifon nodded drunkenly, too inebriated to scold the human for interfering. "Okay, thanks," she slurred.