Ichigo fell to his knees, defeated. He looked at Grimmjow, his brown eyes filled with anger and confusion. "You win," he said. Ichigo looked at the ground. "A deal's a deal. What do you want me to do?"
"There are plenty of things that I want from you." Grimmjow said as he walked over to where the soul reaper knelt. "But I'll settle for one thing. For now any way." He stopped just mere inches away from Ichigo and looked down at him, smirking. Ichigo noticed his shadow looming over him and looked up at the espada. His confused, brown eyes meeting smug, turquoise ones.
Grimmjow never looked happier, or smugger, when two words left his lips.
"Blow me."