A/N: Okay, so I am more than a little upset with the way Kubo left Grimmjow in limbo. He didn't even conclude the storyline good with the Arancar, so I have been getting more and more thoughts about the entire way he has been ignoring the fact that he left Grimmjow basically in limbo. So that is why I have not had any muse for Grimmjow till now, and this is my outlet, so I will have a story here about Grimmjow that I wish would have happened in the manga. By the way, in this story, Ichigo never lost his powers…

Disclaimer: I do not think I am Tite Kubo, if I were him, then the story would definitely center around Grimmjow and Ichigo.

Absolute corruption

It was one of those days when it was rainy and you just didn't want to get out of bed, Ichigo slid his legs out from under the blankets and slowly sat up on his bed, absently scratching his head to try to shake the sleep out of his mind. The rain was slowly falling from the sky, looking out his window, the teen wished it was Sunday and not Thursday. Out in the hall he could hear his sisters moving around getting ready for school.

Standing up, he stretched and walked to his closet. He thought of Rukia as he peered into the small space, wondering what his short friend was doing. Pulling out one of his school uniforms, he tossed it over his shoulder as he absentmindedly pulled up his sweat pants that were starting to slide lower than his hips.

The girls were in their room as he headed towards the bathroom. After his shower and change, Yuzu yelled for him and Karin to come down for breakfast.

With his hands in his pockets, he headed downstairs, easily sidestepping the kick that his dad aimed at his head, while raising his own leg and kicking his dad, causing Isshin to falter on the steps and fall ungracefully on his ass.

Not saying a word as Isshin grunted, Ichigo went and sat down at the kitchen table where Yuzu was serving the food.

"Grow up dad." Karin said as she stepped over the man who's pride was wounded still sitting on the floor.

Isshin stood up and headed over to the large poster of Masaki's beautiful face, "I think you would be proud."

Everyone practically ignored him as they ate there meal.

Not even finishing his, Ichigo got up to leave.

"Wait don't forget your bento." Yuzu handed the small bundle to Ichigo.

"Thanks." he mumbled, as he headed out the door.

Not minding the slight drizzle, he headed off to school, not really paying attention to where he was going or his surroundings, too deep in thought about all the recent events sine the rescue of Inoue.

It had only been a month, after his defeat of Aizen, Ichigo had been slightly saddened to know that all the members of the Gotei 13 were to stay in the Seireiti, as per Yamamoto's orders. A investigation was being conducted as to why a certain member of the 4th division had healed a large number of Arancar. Ichigo knew that it was Hanatarō, he also knew that he would not be punished from it due to his philosophy that everyone is equal in battle.

He was within sight of the school when he felt it, that familiar reiatsu that belonged to the Arancar. It was heading towards him, not one, it was two of them.

Before he could even turn around to see who it was, blackness overcame him and he felt himself falling. His last thought as two strong arms easily lifted him was, why the hell had he fainted?

He was cold, he could feel the air against his flesh and he realized that he was naked. Slowly he opened his eyes and tried to move to find out that his arms were chained above him. Realization hit him when he looked around. He was now in Hueco Mundo, it seemed to be a sparsely furnished room, and he was in the middle of it.

Grimmjow, it could be no one else, that hair that was a wild mess of blue, those eyes that seemed to pierce his soul, and that toned body that screamed sex.

"What the fuck, Grimmjow?" he nearly snarled at the Espada.

Grimmjow walked towards him, a cat that ate the canary grin on his face, as he walked, it made Ichigo think of a cat. Grimmjow was mere inches from him, he grabbed Ichigo's naked hips and slightly pulled Ichigo closer, causing Ichigo to grind his cock against Grimmjow. "I bet you that you wish you had killed me." Grimmjow nearly purred against Ichigo's ear. His breath was tickling Ichigo's ear, and sending strange emotions through the teen's body. "Since our battle, I have had a lot of time to plan this."

"Get the fuck away from me." Ichigo hatefully said.

"I don't think you have much choice now." Grimmjow chuckled before he slid his tongue out and licked Ichigo's slender throat.

"What the-" his words were halted as Grimmjow moved slightly and covered Ichigo's mouth with his own.

Shock was the first reaction for Ichigo, he tried to bite the lips that were covering his, straining his arms as he tried vainly to push Grimmjow away, when that failed, he used his legs that were holding him up. All he managed to do was have Grimmjow grab them and wrap them around his waist. Now he was feeling the way Grimmjow wanted him to feel, helpless.

His arms ached and something was poking him, when it dawned on him just what it was, a red hue slowly spread across his face. Grimmjow was not letting him go, and his hands seemed to be exploring all of the teen's body.

The hands that were caressing him, slowly woke up his body, feeling as if his body were betraying him, Ichigo slightly whimpered when Grimmjow started to suck on his neck where the collar bone was, while one hand was on his ass, holding him in place and the other hand was slowly inching towards his quivering cock.

"S-stop it Grimmjow." Ichigo once more tried to fight back. Not realizing that he was rubbing his ass against the hand holding him, until one finger touched his opening.

His heart was beating so fast that Ichigo was not sure if it was from the fear or the anticipation of what Grimmjow was leading to. He was about to try kicking him again, when the hand found his cock and started to pump it. Fingers slightly caressing his balls. He couldn't help it, his hips bucked and a moan escaped from his parted mouth.

"N-no!" his breath was coming in little gasps as Grimmjow's mouth worked its way down to one of his nipples. He hated himself for how his body was responding so easily to what Grimmjow was doing, he also hated Grimmjow for doing this to him. "Get away f-" the last letter came out as a moan. Grimmjow had walked away, leaving Ichigo hanging there with obvious need. "What the hell?"

"You said to get away." Grimmjow easily said.

Ichigo closed his eyes, his body was aching for that touch, for anything to ease the ache that had begun to build within him, so it startled him slightly when Grimmjow returned.

He did not touch Ichigo though, and involuntarily Ichigo's body leaned towards him, wanting to feel the friction that skin on skin caused. His arms felt as if they were being stretched to the limit when Grimmjow lowered his head and shocked Ichigo by taking the hard cock into his mouth.

Grimmjow slowly sucked it, his tongue teasing the underside while he slid it in and out of his mouth, still not touching any where else on Ichigo's body.

"Ngh…" Ichigo panted, he no longer cared about what was happening, all he cared about was that feeling that was beginning to build within him, that primal urge to let loose and just thrust his hips back and forth, causing his cock to feel the friction of the mouth that was encompassing it. It ended all too quickly, Grimmjow backed away once more, causing Ichigo to groan from the loss of contact. "I hate you." he softly said.

"Just tell me what you want and I will do it." Grimmjow smirked. He was enjoying having this hold over his strawberry. He really wanted to just fuck Ichigo and not stop till he died, so why the hell was he doing this? Oh yeah, he reminded himself, he wanted Ichigo to want it as badly as he did.

He hadn't thought that it would be this easy to get Ichigo ready, he had assumed that it would take a lot more than this. He was glad that he was wrong though.

Ichigo was panting, he knew what he wanted, but there was no way in hell he would beg for Grimmjow to finish what he started. As a reply, he shakily said, "Get the fuck away from me."

"Tsk… tsk… tsk." Grimmjow slowly took off his shirt, feeling the heated gaze of Ichigo on him. "That I can not do." He gently trailed one finger over Ichigo's side, the nail slightly digging into the tender flesh of his skin.

Trying to suppress the way Grimmjow's finger caused Ichigo's body to shudder, only made him moan. Closing his eyes once more, Ichigo gave in, and shakily said, "Don't stop…"

This time Grimmjow was behind him, pressing his chest into the back of Ichigo, while both hands now trailed up and down Ichigo's sides, the nails slightly scratching the tender flesh. When those hands reached his hips, Grimmjow held them and gently rubbed his own pelvis against the smaller teen. Ichigo could feel the bulge in Grimmjow's pants pressing against his ass. God, he hated himself for allowing his body to respond so easily to the way Grimmjow touched him. He couldn't stop the way his body felt though, traitorous body that he had.

Grimmjow grinned at the way Ichigo was unknowingly grinding his ass against him. Reaching down, he started to suck on Ichigo's neck, tasting a little blood as he did so. His hands slid to the front of him and slowly pumped the hard cock, grinning as he felt the pre-cum at the tip.

"Ngh…" Ichigo gasped and involuntarily bucked his hips, "Oh God…"

This was the moment that Grimmjow had been waiting for, from his pants pocket, he pulled out the lube and one hand still pumping Ichigo's swollen cock, the other hand sneaked between them and slowly he inserted one finger into him.

It felt odd for Ichigo when Grimmjow fingered him, then he grew accustomed to it as the long finger played around. As Grimmjow added a finger, a slight pain filled him and momentarily he forgot the pleasure. "Relax babe." Grimmjow huskily said while licking his earlobe. "Nice and easy…"

Ichigo felt the pressure, yet the way Grimmjow was sucking his ear and pumping his cock, made him slowly relax. The slight pain when Grimmjow added yet a third finger only caused him to moan. He could feel his muscles tense up and made a mental note to relax.

Grimmjow's breath was hot against his ear, the way his tongue swirled around the ear and gently nibbled on it sent shivers through his taut body. He was growing accustomed to the fingers in him and as they touched something within him, he gasped. Little shocks of pleasure rippling through him and made him feel weak as a fresh wave of pleasure seemed to grab a hold of him and not let go.

"See, nice and easy." Grimmjow moaned as he moved back slightly. "Right Strawberry?"

All Ichigo could do was nod his head in agreement. However when Grimmjow slid the three fingers out, a moan escaped his parted lips.

"Its all good." Grimmjow said as he unbuckled his pants, releasing his swollen cock.

Ichigo panicked slightly as the head of Grimmjow's cock pressed up to his opening, was he really going to do this? Was he going to let Grimmjow just fuck him like some common whore? Trying to move away, Ichigo gasped as Grimmjow grabbed his hips firmly and slid his cock in.

"Ahh!" Grimmjow moaned in pleasure as his cock slid into the still tight opening.

The pain was too intense, it felt as if his ass was on fire. He didn't like how it felt, it was wrong, yet so right. Letting out a slight whimper, Ichigo felt the shame, as Grimmjow's cock seemed to caress that spot inside him that made Ichigo want the cock to do more.

Grimmjow fought himself for the self control to not just plow his cock in and out of the tight ass, he barely retained it as Ichigo involuntarily moved his hips, causing his cock to slide even deeper in. His own breath coming in short little gasps to match Ichigo's.

"I hate you." Ichigo barely spoke, "Please stop this."

"You don't really want me to do that." Grimmjow said. He held onto Ichigo's hips and with deliberate slowness slid his cock in and out, each time caressing that spot in Ichigo that brought forth a moan of pure animalistic pleasure that Grimmjow could have died then and there for the sheer joy of hearing it. He knew that if he kept hearing Ichigo's lust filled moans much longer, he would soon lose control and end up in a mindless fucking frenzy. Literally.

"Oh… ungh…" Ichigo bit his lip to stop the moans. However as Grimmjow's cock once more filled him, he nearly collapsed and gave up to what was going on. "Harder." his voice was barely above a whisper.

Grimmjow heard it, he reached around with one hand and once more started to pump Ichigo's cock in time with his own thrusts. Leaning down, he sucked Ichigo's neck below the ear and started going harder and faster, at last giving in to his own needs for complete fulfillment.

Ichigo met each thrust with his own vigor, not realizing just how much he was enjoying the way Grimmjow's cock felt inside of him. He would deal with the repercussions later, after his body had gotten its fill.

Within a few moments, Grimmjow felt Ichigo's orgasm, that was his undoing.

Panting, Ichigo slowly came back to his senses, Grimmjow was still buried deep within him, and he felt sticky.

"Get away from me." Ichigo nearly growled.

"Touché." Grimmjow slowly withdrew his cock, absently wiping it off before pulling his pants back up loosely.

"Will you let me go now?" Ichigo looked at him over his shoulder.

"Why should I?"

"Fucking bastard."

"You have a dirty mouth." Grimmjow laughed.

"Not as dirty as your mind." Ichigo spat out.

"As I recall," Grimmjow laid down on the sofa in front of Ichigo, "You enjoyed it just as much, if not more than I did."

Ichigo glared at Grimmjow; and if looks could kill, Grimmjow would be pushing up daisies just about now. Smiling to himself, Grimmjow closed his eyes feigning indifference.

A/N: I know, it has a lot, I mean a lot of smut! The entire story will not have this much, or will it? You never know with me. Anyway, this is going to be a run of the mill fic that I love to read where it is centered on the developing relationship between Grimmjow and Ichigo. I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter. More to come soon…