Grimmjow stood behind the bar, hands idly cleaning glasses before the establishment opened to more than the few VIP members. Blue eyes scanned the area near the stage where a few Masters sat enjoying their slaves and pets. One of the larger males; Kensei, if Grimmjow remembered correctly, was laid on one of the wide leather couches. His slave sat between his legs with his ass in the air as he bobbed up and down on his Master's cock. Grimmjow salivated at the sight, his tongue running over his lips as he imaged himself in the slave's place; not with Kensei though, with his slave. His tongue ran over his teeth as the image of him sucking that pretty slave off formed in his mind. His cock twitched under his leather pants. He really needed to get laid.
A finger suddenly flicked him in the temple. "Earth to Grimmy!" Starrk's low baritone chimed in his ear.
Grimmjow turned and gave the brunette an annoyed glare. "You know I hate being called that," he growled.
"Yeah, but calling your name ten times didn't work so," Starrk said as he smirked at his business partner and shrugged with his hands.
"Huh?"
"You were spaced out. You've been washing that same cup for like five minutes now," Starrk said with a chuckle. He slung a black washcloth over his shoulder and leaned his hip against the low counter. "Thinking about how much you want to suck dick?"
"So what if I am?" Grimmjow growled putting the glass in its place and moving on to the next one.
Starrk shrugged. "You're always welcome to suck mine," he said with a grin.
"Tempting but no," Grimmjow replied curtly.
"Okay, it's here if you want it mean kitty," Starrk teased as he walked around Grimmjow to his station a little further down the bar.
"Shut up and get to work!" Grimmjow said a small smiling pulling at his lips. Fucking bastard tempting him while they were at work. One day he was just going to say fuck it and suck the man right there behind the bar while the brunette served their customers. It's not like any of their clientele would care.
With a sigh, Grimmjow focused on getting the bar all set up for when the doors opened to their regular members. Soon enough the lights dimmed a little more than they already were and the music that played throughout the large space got louder. Shuhei; Kensei's slave had taken up his spot in the DJ both his hands easily working all the little switches and buttons on the soundboard. His head of black hair bobbed to the steady beat he played the lights flashing over him, highlighting the black 69 tattooed on the man's left cheek and the bands of squares that wrapped around dominate biceps. The fishnet top hid his silver nipple piercings from view but Grimmjow knew they were there. Oh, how he would love to bite-
"Daydreaming about my slave again there Grimm?" Kensei's deep voice pulled Grimmjow from his thoughts as the Master took a seat at the bar in front of him. A hand ran through short gray hair as he grinned knowingly at the Grimmjow.
"Maybe," Grimmjow looked away from the man's gaze. He really needed to get ahold of himself.
Kensei chuckled and leaned forward so his bare chest touched the black quartz while his hands clasped together on the smooth surface. "I wouldn't mind watching you make him moan with the skilled tongue I've heard so much about. I'm sure the bitch would love it too," He purred gray eyes piercing through stubborn blue.
"As much as I would enjoy that Ken. I'm looking for something more permanent," Grimmjow replied grabbing a tumbler from the counter and filling it with ice. "Whiskey?"
Kensei chuckled and leaned back in the bar stool. "Yes, please."
Grimmjow turned to grab the bottle of whiskey from the glass shelves behind him. As he did so he could feel Kensei's gaze running over his bare back. He shivered. Fuck he was so horny.
"So why the sudden desire for something permanent?" Kensei asked when Grimmjow turned back around with the bottle and poured a portion into the glass.
"One-offs and casual play partners are great. But I just want something like what you and the bitch have. Can't really explain it any more than that," Grimmjow said pushing the glass over the bar top to Kensei. "But I'm fucking horny as hell. Why's it so damn hard to find an experienced Dom who doesn't mind a bit of a fight!" He growled putting the bottle back on the shelf.
"Sorry to interrupt but I've been standing here for a while." A new voice pulled Grimmjow's attention to his left. A man similar in body type to Shuhei sat at the bar arms crossed over his bare chest. Two nipple piercings glinted catching Grimmjow's gaze before finally he looked up into patient hazel eyes. He blinked at the short spiky orange hair that seemed to glow faintly everytime the light hit it.
"Uh, yeah. Sorry about that. What can I get ya?" Grimmjow said shaking himself out of his stupor. Kensei tipped his glass in thanks and left the bar. Probably to return to the couch he had been sitting on earlier.
"It's fine. White freezy, please." The ginger replied his eyes trailing down Grimmjow's bare chest.
"Coming right up." Grimmjow grabbed a tumbler and filled it with ice then turned around to get the banana liquor and Cherry Sour Puss. When he turned back with the bottles the ginger was smiling at him.
"Anyone ever told you, you have a very fine physique?" he asked leaning forward to rest his chin in his hand, his hazel pools staring deep into vibrant blue.
Grimmjow chuckled an amused grin pulling across his face. "Nope. Normally just the whole 'Damn you've got a fine ass!' or 'Holy shit you're ripped.' type stuff," He replied as he mixed the sweet and sour beverage. He added a little more Banana Liquor to the mix. He had a feeling this man preferred it on the sweeter side.
"Oh sorry let me try again. You're sexy as hell," the ginger said gratefully taking the drink after Grimmjow slid it over to him. The grin on the man's face made the little flecks of gold in his eyes stand out.
Grimmjow chuckled again. "You ain't to bad yerself," Grimmjow drawled resting his hands on the bar top. "Don't suppose I could get your name could I?"
The ginger chuckled his grin transforming into a pleased smirk. "Kurosaki Ichigo, and yours?" He said taking a slow sip of his drink.
"Protector or Strawberry?" Grimmjow asked with a tilt of his head.
"Protector."
"Good name. I'm Jaggerjack Grimmjow, nice to meet meat you Kurosaki." Grimmjow extended a hand over the bar to Ichigo.
"Same to you." Ichigo's grip was firm and Grimmjow could feel callouses meaning the man worked with his hands or did some sort of physical activity at least. "How long have you worked here?" He asked as they released each other.
Grimmjow's grin widened. "Since the beginning. I'm the owner. Well one of them. Starrk is the other." He nodded towards Starrk down the bar. The brunette was closest to the door and therefore far busier than Grimmjow was.
"Oh, and what made you want to start such a business?"
"Starrk wanted to open a bar and I wanted to run a sex club. Simple as that really. Figured it would turn a good profit," Grimmjow answered with a shrug.
Ichigo hummed as he took a long drink of his white freezy. His tongue darting out to run over where some of the liquid was left on the outside of the glass giving Grimmjow a glimpse of the piercing near the tip of the pink muscle. Shit, he loved tongue piercings. Okay, he loved all piercings.
"Tongue piercing, nice," Grimmjow commented as he forcefully pulled his eyes back up to meet smirking hazel pools sparking with interest. Grimmjow swallowed that look was adding fuel to the fire that had been building inside him all day.
"Thanks." Ichigo stuck his tongue out giving Grimmjow a better look at the black and white ball in the upper middle portion of his pink tongue. "Just got it today so it feels a little weird."
"I hear that only lasts a few days," Grimmjow replied glancing around to make sure he wasn't missing any customers again.
"I hear it makes for an interesting kissing experience," Ichigo said running his tongue over his lips before taking another sip of his drink.
The bastard was definitely teasing him. "Is that so..." Grimmjow replied trying not to suddenly offer to make out with the guy so he could feel that sinful ball rub against his own tongue.
"Uhum, I have a feeling you know that first hand though," Ichigo smirked over his glass.
"So what if I do?" Grimmjow retorted shifting his stance to change the angle in which his hardening dick pushed against his leg.
"Then I may be so inclined to ask you to help me figure out for myself just what kind of experience it gives." Hazel eyes darkened with lust as Ichigo locked gazes with Grimmjow over the top of his glass as he finished off his drink.
"Normally I would be more than happy too but-"
"You're looking for something more permanent?" Ichigo said putting his glass down. He leaned over the bar and clasped his hands together. "An experienced Dom who likes a bit of a fight."
Grimmjow felt heat build in his cheeks. So he had overheard that. "Yes."
"Can I get a porn star please?" A blonde woman asked as she reached the bar. Grimmjow nodded and prepared the drink.
"Five fifty Miss," Grimmjow said as he pushed the blue drink over to her. She handed him a ten, winked and told him to keep the change before sauntering off. Grimmjow quirked a brow and deposited the money into the cash and added the change to the tip jar on the bar.
"How come you didn't ask me to pay up front? And can I get another?" Ichigo asked leaning back a little to give Grimmjow some more space. The man was acting a little standoffish now. Maybe he'd crossed a line.
"Distracted," Grimmjow replied and winked. Or not.
"Ah," Ichigo nodded and watched as Grimmjow swiftly made him another drink.
"Do you want to start a tab?" Grimmjow asked running a hand through his messy blue hair. Ichigo's gaze followed the arm, pausing on the large bicep before flicking back to an angular face.
"Sure." Ichigo leaned forward and fished his wallet out of his back pocket and handed over his visa.
Grimmjow took the offered card and labelled it with Ichigo's name on a piece of paper before sticking it in a cup behind him. He grabbed the needed bottles once more and mixed Ichigo his drink.
"I'm looking for permanent as well," Ichigo said picking up the new beverage.
Grimmjow's ears perked up. That was good news. He had been having a hard time figuring out if Ichigo had been flirting for a one time thing or more than that. Not that one could every really tell without outright asking the other person.
"So if you're willing to talk it out when your shifts done, I'd be more than happy to. But if you'd rather just have some fun and relieve some sexual frustration I'm okay with that too," Ichigo offered with a shrug and sipped his drink.
Grimmjow thought for a moment and took the order of another customer when they approached. As he prepared the drink he decided he would give the sexy ginger a chance. He handed the drink to the small male and took his money then waited for him to leave before replying to Ichigo. "I'm just covering for another guy who had to come in later then his shift was planned. I'll be done in about 20 minutes."
Ichigo smiled. "Alright, shall I meet you here or?"
"If you want to stick around here we can use one of the private rooms or we can head down the street to a little coffee shop I know," Grimmjow suggested.
"Hmmm, one of those involves shirts. I don't feel like shirts."
Grimmjow laughed and grinned at Ichigo. "Okay, private room it is."
"See you in twenty minutes then. I'll keep the tab going for now," Ichigo said and slipped off the stool to go check out the rest of the establishment.
Grimmjow watched him go his gaze taking in the rest of the man that had been hidden by the bar. The bastard had a fucking crop and police grade handcuffs hooked onto his belt hanging over tight leather pants that left nothing to the imagination. Ichigo had a perfect round ass and Grimmjow knew he fucking knew it too because the tease deliberately wiggled his hips as soon as his ass was visible to Grimmjow and winked at him over his shoulder. "Fuck," Grimmjow practically whined his tongue running over his teeth. This was going to be a long twenty minutes.
Finally, the twenty minutes was over and Ichigo was back at the bar. The ginger stood bent at the waist leaning on the black surface as he patiently waited for Grimmjow to finish making the six drinks a group of flamboyant males in fishnets, heels and leather had ordered. A pale man with short black hair and vibrant green eyes stood behind Grimmjow waiting to take over his post. Ichigo noted the employee wore black slacks and a suit vest, unlike his shirtless employers. It would seem each employee was free to were however much or little clothing as they liked. As the waiters and other employees also all wore very different outfits with different levels of coverage.
"Finally!" Grimmjow exclaimed as he rounded the bar to collect Ichigo.
Ichigo chuckled and downed the last of his drink. "Lead the way. This is my first time here so I don't know where anything is. Took me like five minutes to find the washrooms."
Grimmjow chuckled and nodded towards the back of the large main room. "You didn't think to ask someone?"
"Too stubborn for that," Ichigo replied earning him another low chuckle as he followed Grimmjow into a long hallway with black walls and many doors on either side. Each black door they passed had a number on it and a lock with a little switch to show if they were occupied or not. Grimmjow stopped at door number 6 and held it open for Ichigo.
"Thanks," Ichigo said as he walked past the larger male into the dimly lit room. His shoes clicked on the black tile as he walked up to the large leather bed covered in leather pillows. Beside it was a side table with a box of various condoms, latex gloves and a selection of different lubricants. On the wall across from the end of the bed hung a large LED TV and a selection of what Ichigo assumed was pornographic DVDs.
"Hum, I expected silk sheets and roses for some reason," Ichigo mused.
Grimmjow chuckled and took a seat on the bed in front of Ichigo. He pulled his legs up and under himself so he could sit cross-legged in his tight pants. "That would take way too long to clean. Though adding fake roses might not be a bad idea. Maybe we'll do that for valentines day next year."
"Guess that's true," Ichigo said joining Grimmjow in sitting cross-legged on the bed. "So, what exactly are you looking for?" He asked smiling as he leaned back onto his hands.
Grimmjow licked his lips. That pose shouldn't be that sexy but it pushed out the man's toned chest and made it hard not to stare at the two bar piercings on his nipples. "Well, I'm a bit of a sadomasochist and most would say I'm a brat but I prefer beast. I'm not bratty I just like a bit of a fight first. It's exciting having someone forcefully pin me and put me in handcuffs for example. I just like to actually try to stop them."
"I understand what you mean. What else?"
"I want someone to tame me but also let me be wild is I guess the best general idea of the overall thing I'm looking for."
"Wild how?"
"I like biting and being bitten. Wrestling, pinning, getting pinned, pulling against a lead, that kinda thing."
"Alright, what level of pain are you okay with?"
"I can take quite a lot never really tested how far but I've never reached the point of safewording or it not being of the pleasurable sort. Though I don't like the type of pain from whips. Or pinching on anything other than my nipples. Shit pisses me off."
"Okay. What about toys?"
"Haven't met a dildo or vibrator I don't like. Not into cages or any form of cock and ball torture. Crops I love. Same with floggers." Grimmjow could feel himself getting hard just talking about all this. He was so fucking horny.
"Bondage?"
"Don't care for ropes but bondage tape, leather cuffs, and spreader bars are fine."
"Fine?" Ichigo quirked a brow.
"I like them."
Ichigo grinned. "I love bondage so why don't you give me that answer on a scale of one to ten?"
Grimmjow gnawed on his tongue and thought for a moment. "Solid seven I think. Unless we're talking handcuffs, leather or metal, then it's a ten."
Ichigo grin grew wider. "That's good to hear. Any particularly strong kinks or fetishes?"
"I have a bit of an oral fetish. Biting, licking, sucking. I love giving and receiving it all. The former more than the later though. And being pinned. Drives me nuts." Grimmjow grinned wide as he thought about it, his cock twitching in his pants.
Ichigo licked his lips, that sinful piercing peaking out from between them for a moment. "I think I can provide and work with all of that. Shall we try a scene? Or should I take you to dinner first?" Ichigo's eyes filled with lust as he watched Grimmjow shiver at his offer. He wanted to lean forward and see if he could crawl over the man and push him down onto the bed but he didn't. He needed to let Grimmjow think clearly and have his consent.
"What did you have in mind?" Grimmjow swallowed thickly as he spoke. Those damn eyes. He couldn't look away, they drew him in like a moth to a flame.
Ichigo leaned forward resting his chin on his hand as he thought. "How about you suck me off and then we'll see if I can get you on your hands and knees under me. If I succeed I'll finger your ass. Unless you'd rather I just fuck you. I have been tested and am clean but I understand you may want to see some documentation of that and personally, I would also like too. So condom for the blowjob of course," he suggested smiling at Grimmjow.
Grimmjow shuddered that did sound like a good time. "Well, I was tested two weeks ago and have a photo of the documentation and am honestly inclined to believe you're not lying."
Ichigo blinked for a second. "Can't believe I forgot I had the mine emailed to me. Might as well confirm for ourselves. So does that mean?"
"You pin me on my stomach you get your prize Kurosaki," Grimmjow said with a grin. "And fuck condoms for blowjobs!" He exclaimed.
Ichigo chuckled and pulled out his phone. Grimmjow did the same and the two verified that they both were in fact clean.
"No sex since this right?" Ichigo confirmed and got an affirmative answer. "Good, shall we then? Or do I need to force you onto the floor between my legs as well?" Ichigo drawled with a smirk.
"Nah, I'll play nice for now," Grimmjow replied and slipped off the bed.
Ichigo turned so he sat right on the edge of the bed with his legs spread. He moved his hand to undo his pants for Grimmjow but the larger male stopped him as he got to his knees between his legs. Ichigo tilted his head confused but moved his hand back to his side and let the other male do what he wanted. His eyes widened when Grimmjow grabbed the zipper with his teeth the motion rubbing the man's chin against his balls. His pants were smoothly undone and a nose ran up his length over his boxers. Ichigo shivered at the sensation.
Grimmjow grinned to himself and pulled the boxers down by their elastic with his teeth while his hands pulled the tight leather pants further down Ichigo's slender thighs, giving him more room to work with. With the soft fabric out of the way, Grimmjow got a good look at the half hard member and the little tuffs of orange hair at the bass of it. He licked his lips and ran his tongue up the underside of the length, a low moan reverberating in the back of his throat.
Ichigo watched in pleasant surprise as Grimmjow licked and sucked at the underside and sides of his length. The other male even went so far as to lap at and then suck on his balls making Ichigo groan in pleasure. His hand gradually found its' way into blue locks as Grimmjow moved on to lap and suck at the head making him moan low in his throat. He pushed down on Grimmjow head, trying to force him to take more of him into his mouth but he wouldn't budge. Ichigo chuckled darkly and grinned down at the man swirling his tongue around his dick.
"I thought you said you would play nice," Ichigo said his voice laced with a warning.
"I did, now I don't want to," Grimmjow replied taking his mouth off the delicious cock for a moment before trying to go back to what he'd been doing.
Ichigo pulled hard on Grimmjow's hair pulling his head so far back that the man's back arched. "Oh, we didn't talk about hair pulling did we. Green or?"
"Green," Grimmjow growled through bared teeth.
Blue eyes glared at Ichigo. "I suggest you go back to playing nice," Ichigo warned falling right back into role. Grimmjow just grinned and tried to force his head back towards Ichigo's dick. He movement was stopped by a thumb gently placed on his Adam's apple. "I'm just forgetting everything today. Any problems with breath play or choking?"
Grimmjow swallowed hard that was the hottest thing he'd heard all day. Fucking hell yeah he was okay with that. "No problems with that."
"Good, last chance," Ichigo stated grinning wide as he saw the defiance clear in the sea that was Grimmjow's blue eyes. "Alright then." Ichigo jerked Grimmjow's head back to where it had been. The man's larger hand came up to try and grab the wrist of the one in his hair. But he failed as Ichigo released his hair in favour of grabbing his arm and twisting it behind his back. Now off the bed and behind Grimmjow, Ichigo deftly locked one side of his handcuffs around the captured wrist and then yanked Grimmjow's other arm behind him. He kept the larger male in place with a knee on his spine while he locked the other side of the cuffs around the second wrist.
Grimmjow growled and wiggled as Ichigo got off him and crouched in front of him. "You should have listened-" Ichigo paused with his finger under Grimmjow's chin thinking of what he should call him. "Kitten?" The man growled but his eyes sparkled. Guess he liked that. Surprising but cute.
"Now will you suck it like a good kitty?" Ichigo asked standing so his hard member was pushed against Grimmjow's cheek. The larger male grinned and slipped his tongue out to lap at the tip near his mouth but didn't take it into his mouth. Ichigo sighed and shook his head. "Fine then."
Ichigo grabbed a fist full of Grimmjow hair making the man hiss as his head was pulled back. Grimmjow stuck his tongue out and kept his lips closed. Determined to see what Ichigo would do next. The metal cuffs dug into his skin just a little making his dick twitch. A hand grabbed his jaw. Ichigo's thumb and forefinger pushed were the two bones met. They squeezed and Grimmjow growled in pain and the effort not to open his mouth. Soon though the pain became too much and Grimmjow opened his mouth. Immediately Ichigo's dick was thrust into his open mouth all the way to the back of his throat.
Grimmjow gagged for a second on it and Ichigo pulled away giving him just enough space to breathe before the man's hand was back in his hair pulling him forward. He tried to pull away. Still determined to fight back to see what else Ichigo could come up with to force him to do what he wanted. But failed as Ichigo just moved his hips forward the more he tried to pull back. It got to the point where Ichigo was basically standing over his chest while his hips were the only thing able to move; Grimmjow not being able to move his head back any further without hurting himself.
Ichigo thrust in and out of his mouth at a brutal pace, only pausing long enough for Grimmjow to take a quick inhale before Ichigo's seven-inch length filled his throat again. Grimmjow's back ached and he gagged over and over on the length thrusting into his mouth. He pushed his head forward towards Ichigo's hips and the man backed up. Taking the action as either a sign of submission or a sigh that Grimmjow needed to sit up more. Eventually, Ichigo was back to standing in front of Grimmjow instead of over him.
"You going to be a good kitty now?" Ichigo asked pulling Grimmjow's head back so the man could breathe properly and speak.
Grimmjow panted and swallowed the saliva that poured from his mouth down his chin. His eyes stared up at Ichigo half closed as he shook. Fuck he had been so close to coming. And just from having his face fucked. That had never happened before. "Yes."
"Yes, what?" Ichigo prompted.
"Yes, Sir."
Ichigo grinned. "Good kitty," he purred leading Grimmjow back over to the bed and took a seat on the edge. "Then suck it like a good kitty."
Grimmjow groaned as his head was pushed down towards the throbbing member between Ichigo's legs. The man's pants were around his ankles. When had that happened. How had Ichigo even managed to move around him with his pants halfway down? A gentle tug placed his lips to the center of Ichigo's length. Fuck it, he didn't care. "Yes, Sir," Grimmjow said and slipped the whole length slowly into his mouth. His tongue twirling around the head first then pushing against the underside in a side to side motion as he swallowed the whole length. He moaned around the three-inch width and started to bob up and down in Ichigo's lap. His ears focused on the little moans and groans slipping one after another from Ichigo's lips. They made him want to get the man off more than he wanted to get off himself.
Eventually, Ichigo came with a grunt and a harsh pull on Grimmjow's hair, forcing the man to swallow as best he could around his full length. Warm seed hit the back of his throat and Grimmjow swore he was going to cum himself, but he didn't.
"Good kitty," Ichigo praised releasing Grimmjow's hair so the man could pull off of his dick.
With a pop, Grimmjow came off the head and licked the little bit of cum that had managed to escape his mouth from them and what he could reach of his chin. His breath came out in short pants, his eyes hooded as he stared up at Ichigo.
"What do you say?"
Grimmjow thought about refusing to respond but decided he'd play nice again after such a wonderful experience. No one had ever done that to him before but fucking hell was it awesome. "Thank you, Sir." He breathed and was rewarded with soft lips against his. The kiss started out simple and chaste but quickly became hungry. Ichigo forced his way into Grimmjow's mouth. That sinful piercing rolling over Grimmjow's tongue making him moan into the kiss. For fun, he tried to pull away. Ichigo wouldn't allow that and held him in place by a strong hand on the back of Grimmjow's head. Their tongues battled, that damn ball driving Grimmjow nuts every time it rubbed against his tongue, which was most of the time.
"Get on the bed, kitten," Ichigo ordered as he broke the kiss, both man somewhat short of breath.
Blinking a few times to clear his brain Grimmjow grinned and refused to move. He watched with great amusement as Ichigo's grin was replaced with a scowl as the man worried his tongue in his mouth. Then suddenly his eyes lit up, the gold flecks scattered throughout them standing out in the sea of caramel and a smirk pulled across his handsome face. Grimmjow shivered at the heat and promise of force in those hazel pools. What was Ichigo going to do now?
Slowly Ichigo kicked off his shoes and stepped out of his remaining clothes. Grimmjow tried to stand, sensing he would have a better chance of actually fighting back if he did so. Ichigo stopped the motion with a hand on the back of Grimmjow's neck. It held him in place even as he tried to wiggle it off of him. Ichigo's nails dug into his skin and a low pleasurable growl rumbled in his throat.
Slowly Ichigo rounded Grimmjow and removed his hand. Grimmjow jumped up as Ichigo expected and he grinned wide. That would make things easier.
"Good kitty," Ichigo purred in Grimmjow's ear, informing the handcuffed male that he'd done as he wanted him too.
Grimmjow tried to drop to his knees again but was stopped by a pain in his shoulder joint and the hand pulling his arms up. Cursing internally he waited to see what Ichigo would do next.
"Why don't you stop fighting me hum?" Ichigo drawled his warm breath ghosting over Grimmjow's neck making him shiver. Something hard pushed against his ass making blue eyes go wide. He was back up already? He thought before a tongue trailed up his neck and then teeth bit down on his earlobe. Grimmjow moaned as sparks of pleasure and pain made his whole body twitch.
"You make such cute sounds, kitten. Make some more for me." Ichigo purred against Grimmjow's ear, his free hand reaching around him to pinch and roll a pert nipple.
Grimmjow bit his lip trying not to let another moan free itself from his lips. Another harsh pinch and a hard bite on his shoulder had he moaning again soon enough.
Ichigo chuckled against Grimmjow's bruising flesh and pulled away, his hand still holding Grimmjow's arm so he had to stay standing. His other hand trailed down Grimmjow's chest and around his waist to grope the man's muscular ass harshly before smacking it hard.
Grimmjow arched his back at the sudden spank a grunt tumbling from his lips. Ichigo's hand rubbed comforting circles on the abused flesh before giving each cheek a few more harsh spanks. Grimmjow groaned with each hit, his cock bobbing between his legs as he moved.
"You going to get on the bed yourself like a good kitty or are you going to fight me some more?" Ichigo murmured in Grimmjow's ear.
Grimmjow's tongue slipped out and wet his lips. He panted and shook on his feet. "Fuck it," he mumbled just loud enough that Ichigo could barely hear it.
"Yes, Sir. I'll be good," Grimmjow replied breathily.
"Good, get on the bed," Ichigo ordered releasing the man's arms so he could move.
Grimmjow did as he was told and got on the bed. He sat back on his calves and glanced at Ichigo as the man got on the bed beside him. A gentle hand pushed on his back guiding him to press his chest to the leather surface. That same hand trailed down his spine making Grimmjow shiver as it made it's way to the curve of his ass. He felt Ichigo's chest push against his back and a tanned hand reached past him to grab one of the packets of lube. The hand between them reached around to roll a thumb and forefinger around the head of Grimmjow's dripping cock making him twitch and groan underneath the slightly smaller male.
Ichigo pulled back to open the small packet and a knock sounded on the door. Both men turned and watched with concern as it opened. "You didn't lock it?" Ichigo blurted.
"No, he did." Starrk's voice fluttered into the room and he peeked his head in with his eyes closed. "Just making sure everyone is safe and such. All good Grimm?" He asked calmly.
"Get the fuck out!" Grimmjow yelled, he appreciated his friend looking out for him but fuck did he have bad timing.
Starrk chuckled. "Alright, have fun." The door closed and the lock clicked back into place.
Ichigo blinked and then shrugged. That was unexpected but good to see.
"Head down," Ichigo ordered apply gentle pressure to the back of Grimmjow's head. The man growled and pushed back earning him a harsh slap on the ass. Grimmjow settled down after that and Ichigo finished opening the package of lube. "How used to bottoming are you?" He asked running a lubed finger over Grimmjow's exposed hole.
Grimmjow shuddered. "A little prep should be good. I masturbate with toys pretty regularly." Grimmjow answered honestly, his cheeks heating. He was not embarrassed about bottoming. It felt good, so anyone who had a problem with it could shut the fuck up and go fuck themselves as far as he was concerned. Even still he didn't really tell people he masturbated with a dildo up his ass.
"Maybe you could show me how you do that sometime, kitten." Ichigo purred nipping at Grimmjow's earlobe as he slipped a single digit past the first ring of tight muscle and thrust gently. The muscles quickly relaxed and he was able to easily thrust his finger in and out. As he carefully stretched the experienced hole his mouth kissed, licked and nibbled on the sensitive skin on the side of Grimmjow's neck.
Grimmjow moaned and wiggled under Ichigo as the man's skilled hands prepared him. The little nips Ichigo was gifting him with had him moaning lewdly and tilting his head to give the man better access. Precum dripped steadily from his aching cock. Ichigo's other hand slowly stroked it driving Grimmjow completely mad. "Fuc-ahhh," he moaned as Ichigo's finger curled and hit his sweet spot.
"You like that, Kitten?" Ichigo asked his fingers stroking that spot over and over making Grimmjow groan and pant against the leather bed.
"Y-yes, siiirrrr-ahhhh fuck." Grimmjow slurred as Ichigo wiggled his fingers quickly back and forth over the sensitive bundle of nerves. "G-get on with it already," he tried to growl as Ichigo continued to tease him with slow thrusts of his fingers against his prostate.
"Sorry, what was that?" Ichigo chuckled putting a prolonged amount of pressure against Grimmjow's sweet spot.
Through a long moan, Grimmjow barked out, "Fuck me already damn it!"
"That's not how you ask for what you want, Kitten," Ichigo chided pulling his fingers fully out.
Grimmjow bit back a whine at the loss. "Sir, please fuck me." He growled through bared teeth. Internally though he was fucking ecstatic. He could push back and fight as much as he wanted and Ichigo just rolled with it. And the bastard was damn clever about it. It was exciting and above all fucking hot as hell.
"That's better." Ichigo positioned himself at Grimmjow's entrance and pushed the head of his cock against it. Grimmjow shuddered as he waited for him to push forward. The wide head pushed past the first ring of muscle and Grimmjow breathed slowly to keep himself relaxed.
"You gone soft or something sir? What's with the slow pace?" Grimmjow taunted grinning over his shoulder.
Hazel eyes widened for a moment before a wolfish grin took over Ichigo's face. "I just wanted to make sure I wasn't going to hurt you. But have it your way Kitten." Ichigo's hips burst forward, slamming his whole length inside Grimmjow with a loud grunt. It struck Grimmjow's sweet spot head-on and the larger male mewled like some bitch in heat his eyes wide in surprise as Ichigo started up a fast and brutal pace.
With each thrust white scattered across Grimmjow's vision. His arms ached pleasantly. His hard nipples rubbed against the leather with each thrust further sensitizing them. He moaned freely and cursed the man pounding into him for having such a glorious dick.
It didn't take long for them both to reach their climax. Grimmjow's back arched, Ichigo pulling him up by his hair to bend him back so he could thrust deeper into his tight ass. Grimmjow growled at the pain and cursed loudly as his body spasmed. His cum spurted out onto the leather below making a three-foot line from him towards the top of the bed.
Ichigo groaned as his own climax rocked his whole body. His seed pouring deep inside Grimmjow as he thrust a few more times.
Both spent, Ichigo pulled out and undid the cuffs binding Grimmjow's arms. He was about to help the man roll over onto his back when he suddenly turned around and grabbed him. "What the!?-"
Grimmjow's strong arms wrapped around him pulling him into his chest as they laid on their sides. "Fucking hell, that was great." Grimmjow panted into spikey orange locks. His body shook slightly from his high and he nuzzled Ichigo's soft hair affectionately.
Ichigo chuckled wiggling to get one of his arms free from between them and wrapped it around Grimmjow's middle. "It sure was. I take it you have no complaints then?" He asked and jokingly flicked a pert nipple with his tongue making Grimmjow twitch and pull away to glare at him.
"Only that you didn't use that crop you had on ya," Grimmjow replied and stole Ichigo's lips in a kiss. He bit down on the man's bottom lip and pulled away. "Can we cuddle a bit?" He asked with slightly red cheeks.
Ichigo smiled and gave him a quick kiss. "Sure, whatever you want."
About an hour later they left the room mostly clean and redressed. "So, uh," Grimmjow paused. It had been a long time since he'd asked someone out and his words were failing him.
"I'm free Friday. Why don't we go to dinner? You can pick me up at six?" Ichigo suggested grinning at the blush on Grimmjow's face.
Grimmjow thought for a second, he technically had a shift then but he owned the place. Eh, fuck it! He thought. "Sure, where from though?"
"Give me your number. I'll text you the address," Ichigo said and handed over his phone already unlocked and on the new contact page. Grimmjow handed him his own phone and the two exchanged information. "Well see you Friday." Ichigo smiled and waved as he turned to leave, having settled his tab with Starrk before meeting Grimmjow at the bar earlier.
Grimmjow grabbed his arm and pinned him to the wall, startling a few customers nearby. "I'd like another kiss before you go...Sir." Grimmjow purred the word sir over Ichigo's lips sending a shiver through the man's spine.
Instead of answering, Ichigo crashed their lips together in a violent kiss. Both men nipped and sucked at each other's lips like they were trying to devour one another. Ichigo's tongue piercing drove Grimmjow mad making him moan into the kiss.
"Ehhem. Sorry to interrupt Grimm. But you do have work to do." Starrk coughed beside them, forcing the two men to break from their heated make-out session.
Ichigo chuckled and weaselled his way out of Grimmjow's arms. "See you Friday, Kitten." He said sticking his tongue out when Grimmjow playful glared at him as he retreated out the door of the club.
"So you like him?" Starrk inquired, a knowing smirk on his face.
Grimmjow just grinned and walked away to go about the job he still had to do.