I know I'm supposed to be finishing WTSCTS, and also that there are 2 incomplete stories, I just couldn't help myself from writing this... It had to be done... Grimmjow threatened to throw away all my stationery if I didn't at least get started on this thing. Also I have 4 other ideas for GrimmIchi and college is going to start now... I don't even know what I'm doing.
I saw something like this in the Saiyuki fandom on LJ. I thought it would be a good prompt.
Anyways, I've been in this fandom long enough and it's about time I write my own GrimmIchi fic, isn't it?
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or any characters associated with it. I don't even have merchandise. Not even a crummy sticker. *sheds a single tear* *dramatic wind blows*
Warnings: Um... Silliness? And sap? Oh, there's a steamy part as well I think that's about it. And swearing. Grimmjow likes to cuss.
5 Senses
Chapter 1- Taste
Grimmjow stepped out of a garganta and onto Ichigo's windowsill.
He opened the window carefully- only because Ichigo would bitch at him if he broke the glass again- and entered the room, only to find it empty. He shrugged, figuring the boy was out buying groceries or doing 'school' stuff.
He flopped onto the bed and crossed his arms behind his head, staring at the ceiling and wondering when Ichigo would be back. After a while though, he got bored, and thought he'd poke around in Ichigo's cupboard. Who knew, he might even find something juicy to tease Ichigo about, or better yet, Ichigo's porn stash!
In a decidedly naughty mood, he threw open the cupboard doors and started moving things in his quest to find something scandalous. The top shelves contained books, one drawer was full of socks, and the other had under wear. Even his underwear was normal and boring! Checkered boxers, some briefs, and that was it. He didn't even have a thong!
Hmm, he leered. Now there was something he should add to his shopping list.
He searched the whole thing, but found nothing out of the ordinary. All that was left was the bottom shelf, and he squatted on his haunches to root around in it. He only found more clothes though. He was about to withdrew his hand, but his fingers brushed against something hard and unyielding.
Jackpot!
He grinned as he gleefully pulled what appeared to be a photo album from where it was buried in the corner under some shirts.
It wasn't porn, but he'd make do.
The album was full, and old. It contained pictures of Ichigo as a child, and he was innocent and happy and his face glowed as his mother cuddled him close.
He straightened, holding the book close to his chest as he moved to sit on the bed. He opened the book again, and his gaze imperceptibly softened when he was met with the sight of a tiny baby Ichigo, with only one tooth and a patch of orange fuzz on his head. He was sitting on his mother's lap, smiling and reaching for the camera.
He turned the pages gently, grinning at the various pictures. Ichigo in a diaper, Ichigo in light green booties, Ichigo with his mouth wide open and snot coming out of his nose as he bawled his heart out.
He felt like nibbling on something as he looked through the book, and his eyes fell on a bowl of fruit that sat on Ichigo's desk. Must have been left there by the straw haired sister.
He picked up the whole bowl and returned to his perch, eager to resume what he was doing. He chose an apple, and finished it during the next few pages with only a few bites.
His fingers landed on something small, round and hard, and he averted his eyes from the album to see what the strange fruit was. It didn't smell toxic. It smelled a little sweet.
He decided to give it a try, even as his instinct warned him not to eat something he didn't know about.
He chomped down on the fruit, and felt his eyes squeeze close and his face contort as an unpleasant zing coursed through his entire body.
SOUR!
IT WAS SO BLOODY SOUR!
Grimmjow spat the vile thing back out, making gagging noises, feeling his very toes curl at the sheer sourness, struggling to open his eyes because the taste kept him scrunching his face.
Ichigo chose that moment to enter the room, and was met with the sight of Grimmjow gagging and making disgusted noises, his album forgotten on the bed as the arrancar tried in vain to try and wipe the taste off his tongue. Literally.
He saw the fruit bowl and quickly deduced what must have happened, and snickered as he retrieved the book and hid it away again, watching the arrancar lick his coat sleeve with a desperation that he'd never seen on his face before.
"What the fucking hell was that?!" The blue haired man nearly screeched after getting the taste to wear off to his satisfaction, outraged that a mere fruit had managed to get the best of him. His face was still twitching.
"They're called gooseberries, Grimmjow. They're good for health. Very rich in vitamin C." Ichigo smirked, not bothering to hide his smug satisfaction.
Grimmjow let out a disgusted noise, a sort of yell-screech-hiss hybrid if you will, as he ran out of the room. Probably to get some water.
Ichigo laughed. That's what he got for looking through his things without permission.
-end part: Grimmjow-
Ichigo flipped the arrancar onto his back, pinning him with his lower body as he licked and nibbled on a perfectly sculpted collar bone.
Grimmjow raked his hands through short orange spikes, tugging gently in a bid to get Ichigo to move farther down.
The shinigami moved his own hands to the other's hips, grip tight enough to bruise as he bent his head and laved a tongue over a tanned pectoral, using the tip to tease the nipple with teasing flicks before closing his lips around the nub and sucking.
The larger man growled, yanking Ichigo's hair viciously. "Stop fucking teasing, god damnit!"
"I'm getting there, you dick! I'll lose all my hair at this rate!"
Grimmjow responded by squeezing the irate shinigami's bottom, and considered it a success when Ichigo's eyes glazed a little and he bent back down to trail licks and kisses and bites down his abdomen.
Grimmjow rested his head back on the pillow as Ichigo used one hand to finally grip his length, moving it up and down in short strokes, while using his other hand to grope his hip. He sucked at a spot right on the juncture between his thigh and pelvis, the spot that had the arrancar gritting his teeth as his breaths turn to ragged pants.
Ichigo moved his lips up, across his hipbone, dipping into the ridge of one abdominal muscle, climbing over the valley of another, moving in swirling, distracting patterns near the edge of this hollow hole, before dipping into it and-
"Shit!" The shinigami yelped and jerked back, a shocked look on his face as he fanned his tongue with his hand.
"What the hell?" Grimmjow yelled, before he saw the scandalized look on the boy's face. Then he burst out laughing, all anger forgotten as he tried to control his mirth to not upset Ichigo further.
"It zapped me! Your fucking hollow hole zapped my tongue!" Ichigo screamed, his tongue still smarting. He hadn't expected something like that in the least. After all, he had never felt anything when he touched it with his finger tips. The sensation was strange, like licking a battery and biting his tongue combined to form a new kind of pain-not pain, with a slight ferric tang that lingered like an after taste.
Grimmjow wheezed as he tried to regain some form composure and failed, nearly doubling over in his laughter.
"Stop laughing!" The shinigami whacked the larger man with the back of his hand, his face going red in embarrassment. "It's not funny!"
"I'm- I'm sorry!" Grimmjow coughed out, his laughter dying as he saw the acute mortification writ clear across the poor kid's face. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He reached out and pulled him on top of his chest.
Ichigo yielded with minimal fuss, though his face was still red and he refused to meet his eyes. When Grimmjow held his chin and pressed gently, he obliged and held his tongue out for inspection.
Grimmjow looked intently at the pink, wet muscle. "It doesn't look any different. Does it still hurt?"
Ichigo shook his head no, and Grimmjow let go of his chin.
"Your hollow hole sucks."
!*!*!*! End Chapter: Taste !*!*!*!
Heh.
This thing will have 5 chapters, and each chapter will have 2 parts: one each for Grimmjow and Ichigo.
So how was it? Did you like it? Please let me know what you think!