Grimmjow sighed, relaxing. He was holding his love, Ichigo, close to him after a round of sex. Being Grimmjow, it was pretty hot and heavy stuff. But they were both secretly softies, and liked to cuddle afterwards. Ichigo panted softly as he snuggled closer to Grimmjow's bare chest. Grimmjow's eyes studied the orange haired boy.
Ichigo Kurasaki had been Grimmjow's number one enemy. He was a carrot-top punk ass, and Grimmjow wanted to beat the shit out of him. Maybe it was the fact that they were alike in that way, both hating each other and wanting to defeat each other, that brought them together.
Grimmjow had snuck out to the real world, looking for something. It was something he longed for, ached for, but didn't know what. He just turned his head off and let his body lead him wherever he needed to go.
At first, he didn't want to go. Especially with nosy-ass Ulquiorra watching him. The Sexta Espada didn't know what the little man's problem was, but he needed to mind his own damn business. But eventually, his urge to go find this thing grew too strong, and he went out late night to find whatever it was.
Eventually, he started to take more focus to where he was going. Buildings started looking a little familiar…Bam. He came to an abrupt stop; apparently, what he was looking for was here…or was it?
Grimmjow flew down to the building in front of him. He gasped aloud. Kurasaki Clinic, the sign on the building read. He had led himself to that punk Ichigo's house!
Grimmjow immediately began to leave, but before he knew it, he was flying towards Ichigo's window. He decided he would just look; see how pathetic he looked asleep.
When Grimmjow peered through the window, he knew why he had come. Seeing Ichigo's soft face, sleeping so peaceful, made Grimmjow warm inside.
He didn't understand it, and he never would, but..
He was in loved with Ichigo Kurosaki.
Grimmjow snuck inside Ichigo's room. He knew he was going to get hell for this, but hey, he was already here. Why not have some fun? He peered very close to Ichigo's face. It was too fucking sexy.
He ran his finger over Ichigo's lips, imagining they were kissing. Rugged, but soft…so soft…Grimmjow leaned forward, closing his eyes slightly. Then a voice abruptly said, "What's up, faggot?"
Grimmjow jumped back, his mind going a mile a minute. What the fuck?! He's awake! Oh my God, he probably isn't gay either. Wait. I'M GAY. What. The. Fuck. Is. Going. On?! His thoughts were cut off when he heard Ichigo let out a laugh.
"Come here, Grimm."
"'Scuse me?" Grimmjow stared at him, slightly shocked, and slightly annoyed at Ichigo's bossiness.
"Come over here," Ichigo said softly. Grimmjow moved cautiously closer. Ichigo laughed and said, "I won't bite! Unless you want me to."
Grimmjow felt hard instantly when he noticed the glint of sexy mischievousness in Ichigo's brown eyes. Grimmjow stood above the bed where Ichigo was. Ichigo got up on his knees, until he was head to head with Grimmjow. He whispered softly, "Do you want me, Grimm?"
Grimmjow remained silent while he thought. Aw, hell. If anyone asks, I can deny it. Or, I can tell it's fucking Grimmjow, bitch! I'll fuck whoever I fucking want; guy or girl. Yeah, that would work. As for now, Grimmjow just wanted to get lost within Ichigo.
Ichigo pressed his lips against Grimmjow's. Grimmjow immediately opened his mouth, and let his tongue explore. He licked and nibble on Ichigo's lips. Ichigo's tongue danced around in Grimmjow's mouth, going over the walls, and everywhere. He sucked on Grimmjow's tongue and licked him.
They pressed their bodies together, as they stripped each other naked. Ichigo, breathing heavily, whispered, "I love you." Grimmjow kissed him, and said, "Love you, too."
They continued this pattern daily. Late at night Grimm would sneak over to Ichigo's, and they would have fun. Sometimes, though, Grimm didn't show. Like when Ulquiorra was snooping about. Damn, what was that kid's problem?