Ichigo sat splayed out across the sofa, barely listening to the blaring TV, trying to pass the time until Grimmjow got home. His teal-haired lover had gone on a four week business trip to: Rome, Paris, New Orleans and Chicago to get some shots done for his summer collection. Even though Grimm had called home everyday to check up on him it still wasn't the same as having his lover at home with him. Ichigo sighed; glancing briefly at the TV before falling back into his thoughts. Before he knew it, he was asleep.

Grimmjow was greeted by the way too loud TV and a sleeping Ichigo on his return. He dumped his bags by the door, walking over to his little lover. Grimmjow smiled letting his finger tips gently run through Ichigo's hair being carefully not to wake the teen. As great as his trip was, it was nice to be home. Plus he had really missed his Berry…In more ways than one. Grimmjow smirked to himself, switched off the TV and headed to the shower.

The orange-haired teen groaned softly as he came out his sleep induced state. He pushed himself up and wiped his eyes as they adjusted to the now dark room. Ichigo glanced at the TV, realizing it was off, and then he heard the sound of the shower turning off. He shot up as he spotted Grimmjows luggage by the door. 'He's home,' he thought to himself as he bound down the hallway towards their room.

"Grimm?" he called as he pushed the, slightly ajar, door open.

Grimmjow stood, slipping a shirt over his dripping hair, a towel wrapped around his waist.

"Hey Ichi," he said with his usual smirk. Ichigo beamed as he flung himself into Grimmjows all too welcoming arms.

"When did you get back? Why didn't you wake me up? It was so quiet without you here, and Shinji sucks coz all he talks about is his and Nnoitra's sex life," Ichigo reeled, "I missed you."

Grimmjow chuckled and tilted his head for a much needed kiss. Ichigo moaned a little, throwing himself into the kiss. It had been hard and lonely without his blue-haired lovers loving.

Said man pulled back from the kiss and leaned in again for a quick peck, "I missed you too, babe."

Ichigo smiled resting his forehead against Grimmjows own.

"Next time, yer definitely comin' with me. I 'ave no idea how I lasted that long without my little sex-kitten," Grimmjow said between kisses. His hands sneaking down to squeeze the teen's ass. Ichigo squeaked, swatting the older man's hands away.

"Pervert," he muttered under his breath.

"Cummon, letme see the shots you got then," Ichigo said as he turned to leave the room.

"Whoa Ichi, hold yer horses," Grimmjow said as he pulled the teen back towards him for another kiss, "there's something much more important to do first."

"Mmmm, Grimm," the orange-haired teen moaned playfully.

Grimmjow quickly threw Ichigo over his shoulder, giving his ass a teasing spank before depositing him on the bed. Ichigo frowned at the treatment but was quickly distracted when the blue-haired mans tongue invaded his mouth, making his senses tingle with desire.

"It's been way to long, Kitten. I've been holdin' back," Grimmjow whispered into the teen's ear before moving down to ravage his lovers neck, "you won't believe the amazing toys I got in France."

Ichigo blushed, realizing he probably wasn't going to get any sleep that night.