Okay, this is my first story so please go easy on me!
Summary: What happens when Grimmjaw has a sudden craving for cake?
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach. It belongs to that lucky, lucky person Kubo Tite. (Sorry if I misspelled that.)
Warning! A bit of OOCness. I tried the best I could not to let that happen, but I'm only human. .;; Also this story contains slight yaoi, or male x male relationship, so if you don't like that stuff, I suggest you not read this story.
Let the story commence!
"Ichigooooooo!" The teal haired arrancar whined at the orange haired shinigami.
Ichigo glared up at Grimmjaw who was currently draped over the back of Ichigo's desk chair. "What?" He asked in an impatient voice.
"I want a fucking cake." The arrancar said, reaching over yank on a bright orange lock of hair.
Ichigo nearly fell over at the totally random request. "Well then go out and buy one." He tried to swat away the hand that was latched to his hair.
Grimmjaw gave one of his trademark feral grins. "No. I want us to make a cake." He said, giving Ichigo's hair another tug.
"What the hell for!?" Ichigo demanded, prying the arrancar's hand from his hair.
"So it will be full of our love, of course!" With this the arrancar made a mocking pose and fluttered his eye lashes like a young school girl. Dropping the false cutesy manner he said, "So don't argue with me and make me the damn cake!"
With that the overly eccentric arrancar sprang to his feet and began dragging the shinigami down stairs. Said shinigami gave a sigh of defeat and allowed himself to be drug.
Grimmjaw seated himself on the counter above Ichigo as the former began dragging out the ingredients.
"What flavor do ya want it to be?" Ichigo asked, looking up at Grimmjaw.
"I'm sure ya already know the answer," Grimmjaw leaned down and nibbled at Ichigo's ear whispering softly, "my little berry." This action caused Ichigo to turn bright red.
He gulped. "Strawberry?"
Grimmjaw nodded his feral grin back in place.
Ichigo began measuring out things and putting them in a bowl for Grimmjaw to whisk together, which he did with gusto.
Finally they finished the batter. Ichigo was about to place it in the oven when Grimmjaw stopped him. "Don't we get to taste it?" He asked, scowling.
Ichigo sighed. "Okay, but don't blame me when we die of salmonella."
They both dipped their fingers into the batter and licked it off. Ichigo put the cake in the oven and turned to face Grimmjaw, who again was grinning evilly.
"Ichigo." The arrancar nearly purred as he took a step towards the defenseless berry.
Ichigo tried to take a step back but found his back already pressed to the counter. "Shit."
"What?" Ichigo asked, bracing himself against the counter.
Grimmjaw closed the remaining distance between them and bent to where their noses were almost touching. "You have cake batter on your face."
With that Grimmjaw crushed Ichigo's lips under his. He licked away the tasty batter with his tongue, receiving a lovely little gasp from Ichigo. Using this opportune moment he slipped his tongue into the younger teen's mouth.
Grimmjaw slowly pulled away and grinned down at the flushed, panting Ichigo.
Ding!
Grimmjaw leaned forward, so close to Ichigo's ear that the teen could feel the older teen's lips brush against his flesh as he whispered "Cake's done."
Fin!
And yes, it is a MAGICAL oven that MAGICALLY cooks cake in 30 seconds. ;D
I hope yall liked it!
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