"Grimmjow!" A scream penetrated the quiet night of Karakura Town. The said man grunted as he pounded deeper into the person under him.
Tan, muscularly, lean legs were hitched on Grimmjow's shoulders as he gripped the dripping erection of his lover. Ichigo threw his head back as he felt his orgasm approaching. A deep moan escaped parted cherry lips as Grimmjow slammed into Ichigo's prostate.
Blessed filled them both as Ichigo saw stars and strawberries dance in his eyesight. Ichigo's orgasm covered his stomach and part of Grimmjow's as well. The bluenette slumped next to his lover completely spent. A tired smirk graced Grimmjow's sinful lips as he watched his berry try and regain some sense. It all was really Ichigo's fault, he would have gone easier, but the teen was asking for trouble.
One Hour Earlier:
Grimmjow had been relaxing on Ichigo's bed while patting his psycho cat, Akuma. (Why in the hell did Ichi-berry name his cat 'demon'?) Besides that, Grimmjow merely looked up when Ichigo came storming into the bedroom looking rather irate. Ichigo in his anger rage didn't notice the two cats when he threw his book bag down, the loud 'thump' startled Akuma, who ran from the room.
Grimmjow smirked in his still bliss haze as he remembered when Ichigo had bitched at him for making him late to school. It wasn't Grimmy's fault…ish… the big kitty was horny and needed something to hump. Grimmjow saw the anger completely overtake the non-amused berry. Ichigo glared at his lover before punching Grimmjow in the face; hard.
True, Grimmjow's face hurt like hell, but it was a major turn on. The bluenette had popped one of the fingers into his mouth and sucked on it while nibbling on it lightly. The look of anger turned to pleasure as Ichigo groaned lightly. Grimmjow was pulled from his thought when he felt a sweaty head on his chest. With a smirk, Grimmy petted the sweaty orange locks.
"I'm still mad at you though." A sleepy chuckle was all Grimmjow gave before he fell asleep. Grimmjow was running through a field filled with a million balls of yarn when he was startled awake by a stomach growling in full fierceness. Cracking an eye open, Grimmjow saw a cherry blush creep across Ichigo's face. The berry huffed and scowled when his empty tummy growled again, making itself known.
"Fucking hell, Kurosaki; do you ever feed that thing?" A light growl and a punch in the arm made a smirk cross the teal man's face. The loud rumble came back proving Grimmjow's point.
"I do! And excuuuuse me! I was going to feed it when I came home! But noooo! You seduced me!" Grimmjow flinched at the shrillness of Ichigo's voice. With a withering glare, Ichigo got up from the bed and stomped over to his closet. There he donned on a pair of sweatpants.
"Heh, well, I could give you something to eat." Bright blue eyes twinkled with lust as the former Espada wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. A thick Trigonometry book was thrown at Grimmjow's head.
Sitting in the kitchen was a pissed off kitty cat. His teal eyes glared at the concerned and currently panicking blur of orange. Ichigo was running through the kitchen looking desperately trying to find a hand towel so he can put the ice in. Grimmjow's head pulsed with pain as he gazed at the cold substance.
With an irritated growl, Grimmjow glared at his lover. "Ichigo! For fucking sakes! Will you chill the fuck out?! It's not the first time I've been hit with a six fucking pound book!" A headache began to wiggle into his abused head.
"NO! You can die from that bump you know! I wish you'd care a bit more!" Ichigo stopped in front of his lover and smacked the towel covered ice on the bump. A grunt escaped Grimmjow's lips as pain shot through him.
"I still see you are getting your ass beat, trash." The trademark word brought two pairs of eyes to the former fourth Espada, Ulquiorra. His arm was around Squad Ten Captain, Toushiro Hitsugaya.
"Let me throw a book at your head, and then we'll talk about being beat." Grimmjow made a move to stand up but Ichigo pushed the bruised man back into the chair.
"Believe me; I am much too fast to let that happen." The cool remark infuriated Grimmjow even more.
