Just get on with it Grimmjow x Ichigo
Warning : PWP YAOI Lemon and I OWN SQUAT SHIT (means I don't own anything)
He was tired, bored, sick of his boring, predictable routine he called a life. Top notch hollows were getting rare and the bottom class one's weren't even a challenge. He was going insane with the lack of action and having to sit thru class every day. He didn't have a choice, he had to find something to keep his mind busy or he might take it out on the wrong person. What the heck did normal young people do with their lives? Duh. PARTY! Wow theirs an idea. Get drunk and maybe get laid, can't beat that shit. Lucky for him, his classmates were throwing parties like it was 1999 or somethin'. Sex, booze and rock and roll, that'll make him forget his stupid life.
Dressed to kill, he looked absolutely gorgeous. It's amazing people didn't bow down before him and worship the very god he looked like. The well defined muscles where covered by a tight stark white Tee-shirt concealed by a snug black leather jacket. He wore dark denim jeans and black sneakers. His orange hair stood out perfectly, and framed his face reflecting his chocolate coloured eyes. He was sex on legs; anyone would be blind not to see the lust that every pair of eyes that laid on him contained. He was making his way to the dance floor, when he heard that voice. That deep, sexy, rich voice he longed for
-Yo Berry, watcha doing here?
Ichigo turned around to face his former enemy turned friend. Grimmjow was stunning, he had somehow got rid of his mask but he still had the electric blue hair and the ice cold eyes. He was wearing his black shirt open to reveal his well defined chest and abs. Ichigo swallowed, and somehow manage to answer the question
-Same question could be asked to ya Grimmjow, you do know I live in this town?
-Yeah but you don't appear like the party type. The bluenette replied after taking a long drink from his cup.
- Well looks can deceive you would know all about that. Plus that, the high quality hollows have somehow disappeared. You wouldn't know anything about that would ya?
Taking a shot of his drink he admired the man in front of him. His lust was growing, he had the urge to ravage the bluenett's strong body and fuck him into the ground.
Grimmjow laughed at the obvious attempt and fail of annoyance Ichigo was acting. He knew to well the berry was horny, unknowingly Ichigo was closing the gap between them and Grimmjow wasn't going to pass up the opportunity to wreak havoc on the strawberry.
-How bout I explain the situation at my place, cops are gonna bust into here any second now. And quite frankly I got better booze at home. Wadda ya say?
Needless to say they left the party and went to Grimmjow's place.
The tension was building between the two. Sex was inevitable, but who was going to dominate? Both knew the other wouldn't settle to be bottom, it was going to be a long and pleasure filled night. Both were getting impatient with the other's stubbornness, and they were calculating the perfect time to make their first move.
R&R, this is my first so please be constructive
Promise lemon is for sure in the next chapter :-)