Hey there!
I'm writing this because, well, because Latin, religion and history lessons are veeeerrryy boring and I had the idea XD
Enjoy some smut with a bit plot!
The sky was dark and the rain was pouring down on the blue-haired Arrancar. The weather mirrored his mood exactly; he felt like crying, but he'd never admit it to anyone.
He sat on a sky scraper looking down at the wet town underneath him. His clothes were heavy from the rain; his hair clutched against his face, but he didn't mind. He had other problems right now.
He sighed.
The other Arrancar's didn't know about these problems. They have wondered why his behavior had changed so much since their fight against the Shinigami one week ago. Every time they tried to talk to him he just glared at them and left without a word. He even ignored Gin's mockeries and didn't start a fight like always.
Nobody could tell what bothered him; even he couldn't admit it to himself.
He sighed again and his hand ran throw his messy blue hair. Why him? Why did fate always wanted to mess with him?
He had thought it over and over again in this week, but he still couldn't believe that he really fell in love with this stupid Shinigami! How could this happen? But the question which hunted him even in his dreams was: Did he feel the same about him?
Probably not. How could he? They were sworn enemies.
Grimmjow slammed his fist against the floor. He hated this uncertainty. But could he just go to the Shinigami, confess and ask him how he felt? No! He couldn't do that. He wouldn't allow something so trivial taking the control of his mind.
It was all the fault of this damn Kurosaki! But he wished he'd be here, even if they had to fight.
"What are you doing here, Arrancar!?" a familiar voice asked in a harsh tone behind him.
Grimmjow's head shot up, his eyes wide in surprise. He slowly turned his stiff body to the direction from which the voice had come. Could it be?
His eyes grew even wider as he saw the red haired substitute Shinigami standing right in front of him, avoiding eyes contact between them.
Ichigo couldn't look into the eyes of the Arrancar as he turned around to him. He had the feeling that if he looked into his eyes he wouldn't be able to take them off again. Since their fight one week ago his thoughts always wandered to the blue haired Arrancar. He couldn't tell why but his stomach had jumped at the sight of Grimmjow.
Silence hovered between them as Grimmjow stared at Ichigo and Ichigo kept his eyes fixed to the floor.
Suddenly Grimmjow started to stand up and he caught himself heading towards the Shinigami. He hesitated as he stood a few steps away from Ichigo, but he finally managed to reduce the distance.
Ichigo looked up to see Grimmjow standing right in front of him, their faces only a few inches apart. He blushed a bit and his eyes widened at their sudden closeness, but did nothing to back away.
Grimmjow was a little bit surprised that Ichigo hadn't moved away as he had come closer, but secretly he felt joy that Ichigo allowed him to be as near as he was now. A little bit ensured by Ichigo's reaction he finally closed the gap between them; closing his eyes and leaning a bit forward.
As Ichigo felt Grimmjow's soft lips gently touching his own he was shocked and widened his eyes in surprise, but then all his concern was washed away. He leaned into the wary kiss to deepen it, closing his eyes. He couldn't think clearly at that moment; the feeling which flowed through his body was too good to break the kiss. Ichigo felt that Grimmjow had put his arms around his waist and had pulled him even nearer so that their bodies were slightly pressed against each other.
Grimmjow wasn't sure what to do next so he just followed his instincts. He slid his tongue along Ichigo's lip and was relieved as the red-head opened it nearly immediately as if he had waited for it. They started a little fight for dominance but after a few seconds it was obvious that Grimmjow had won their battle.
Then they broke apart to catch their breath again, locking their eyes.
"Better than I'd expected, Berry." Grimmjow said his typical smirk on his lip, a little bit out of breath. He chuckled a bit when he saw that Ichigo blushed even harder.
They stood there looking at each other no sound to hear except the heavy rain pouring down and soaking their clothes.
All of a sudden Ichigo felt a reiatsu heading towards their position. Then the reality struck him. He was standing on a sky-scraper with his sworn enemy and didn't attack him. Rukia nearing to help him to defeat the Arrancar. He didn't know what to do. Should he attack Grimmjow? Should he warn him? Or should he even go with him?
Grimmjow noticed that Ichigo's body stiffened. First he thought he had stiffened because of him but then he felt the nearing reiatsu. He took a few steps away from Ichigo and opened a Gargantua. Grimmjow stepped through it, but took a last look at Ichigo, who stared back at him, and winked smirking.
"Till next time, Berry." Then he vanished.
Ichigo kept staring at the place where Grimmjow had just disappeared.
"Ichigo? Ichigo! Are you ok? What happened to the Espada?!" Rukia asked running towards him, her voice full of concern.
"He escaped." Ichigo answered briefly still staring into the rain.
He then turned around and walked right past Rukia ignoring her concerned sight.
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Ichigo lay on his bed staring at the ceiling, his arms crossed behind his neck.
Why had he felt disappointment as Grimmjow had to leave? It was wrong that he was thinking so much about the teal haired man. He was his sworn enemy for god's sake! But why had it felt so right?
He sighed; closing his eyes, trying to think about something else, but to no avail.
Suddenly he heard a familiar voice.
"How're ya, Berry?
Ichigo sat up to see Grimmjow sitting at the window board. His eyes widened a little.
Grimmjow saw that the teen was surprised to see him here. To be honest, he was either. He didn't know what had gotten into him as he opened a Gargantua in front of Ichigo's house and as he saw the open window he had had the urge to see Ichigo.
He jumped from the window board into the room standing in front of Ichigo looking a bit unsure what to do next.
Ichigo noticed that Grimmjow had no idea what to do, so he stood up from his bed and walked right in front of him. Then he lifted his head and kissed Grimmjow softly on his lips.
Grimmjow was startled that Ichigo kissed him, but he was relieved that he wasn't here for nothing and that the other enjoyed his presence as much as he enjoyed Ichigo's. While they were kissing passionately Grimmjow pulled Ichigo's shirt up to the neck. Then, as they briefly broke apart, he removed it fully; throwing it to the floor.
Moving towards the bed he took off his own disturbing shirt. As they stood in front of the bed he carefully pushed Ichigo down, so that they fully were lying on the bed; Grimmjow on top of Ichigo. Kissing one hand trailed downwards the Shinigami's body finding its way to Ichigo's waistband; opening his trouser button and the zipper slowly. Then he slipped the hand inside.
Ichigo gasped as he felt Grimmjow's hand against his crotch. He shifted his hips slightly forward to increase the friction.
Grimmjow had noticed Ichigo's reaction, smirking into the kiss. He stroked Ichigo's arousing member through the cloth, causing Ichigo to groan slightly.
They broke apart to regain some breath. Ichigo looked up at the man above him with a small pink tint on his face. He wasn't so sure if what he did was right, but all sorrows were ousted as Grimmjow began licking and biting at his neck and at the same time rubbing his arousal. He bucked his hips against Grimmjow's hand moaning at the pleasure. Grimmjow kept massaging Ichigo's erected member through the cloth planting kisses all over Ichigo's upper body, making Ichigo moan even more.
Then Grimmjow took the chance and yanked off Ichigo's trouser and pants throwing them to the already removed shirt.
Ichigo felt that Grimmjow had stripped him and now was lying naked under the older man. He flushed at the thought that Grimmjow saw him like that.
Grimmjow looked down at Ichigo. He felt that his clothes around his groin were getting tighter too. And at the sight of Ichigo lying in front of him panting and with a seductive flush across his face he knew that he couldn't wait any longer. He wanted Ichigo now.
He pulled down his own trouser and pants and shifted his position so that he was between Ichigo's legs.
Seeing Grimmjow's arousal Ichigo blushed even more. And as he thought what Grimmjow was going to do with it he shuddered. He hoped that the usually rough Grimmjow was more caring in that subject.
Grimmjow noticed Ichigo's frightened face, so he leaned down to him and kissed Ichigo fleetingly on the mouth. Then he took three fingers of his and put them into Ichigo's mouth.
Ichigo understood immediately and wetted them as well as possible. He slid his tongue all over them, covering them with his saliva, enjoying the longing look in Grimmjow's eyes growing more and more impatient as he watched Ichigo sucking at his fingers.
The blue haired man pulled his fingers out of Ichigo's mouth and placed them at Ichigo's entrance. Taking a last look at Ichigo he pushed in the first finger. Ichigo winced a little but got used to the strange feeling very quickly. Trying to distract Ichigo with kisses at his collarbone he entered the second finger.
This time Ichigo winced more than before, but as Grimmjow bit him in the neck he nearly forgot about the pain. Grimmjow started scissoring with the two fingers to stretch Ichigo enough for the third one. But he added the third finger to harsh so that Ichigo let out a scream of pain.
Ichigo felt that he was stretched by Grimmjow's fingers and tried to ignore the pain they were making, but as Grimmjow entered the third finger that harsh he couldn't hold a shriek of pain. He trembled, trying to accustom to the three fingers stretching him.
As he felt that Ichigo relaxed a bit he began to move them in and out searching for a certain spot.
Ichigo winced at the pain that flowed through his body as Grimmjow moved in him. But suddenly something in him was hit that took all the pain away replacing it with pleasure. He couldn't help but thrusting his hips against Grimmjow's fingers to get that spot hit again groaning.
Grimmjow grew impatient. He pulled out the fingers, gaining a groan of protest from Ichigo. Then he positioned his erected member's head at Ichigo's entrance and with a forceful thrust he entered Ichigo. The teen winced in pain, tears gathering in his eyes trembling furiously because of the soreness and his muscle's clenching.
Grimmjow struggled to not move so that Ichigo could adjust to it as Ichigo's tightness enclosed Grimmjow's arousal. As he noticed that Ichigo's muscles began to unclench a little he looked at Ichigo, who nodded with one eye closed and a small smile on his lip.
Grimmjow began to pull out till only the tip was inside and then he thrusted back in.
Ichigo yelp as Grimmjow hit the spot from before. The pain was nearly gone and again replaced by pure pleasure.
Grimmjow pulled out and thrusted back in again, hitting that spot again, causing the teenager to moan in pleasure again.
Ichigo's hip thrusted against Grimmjow's to increase the friction between them, as Grimmjow took up a greater pace. His pants and moans getting faster so did the thrusts.
"Grimm…!" Ichigo felt that he wouldn't last very long now, he was near his release.
Grimmjow felt that his climax was coming too and so he started to pump Ichigo's neglected member in the rhythm of their thrusts. He began to lick at Ichigo's jaw line and collarbone.
Ichigo tried to hold on a little longer, but Grimmjow's skilled tongue and thrusts were too much for the teen. He arched his back screaming Grimmjow's name as he came spreading his release all over his and Grimmjow's stomach.
As Grimmjow felt Ichigo tensing around him he couldn't hold it either. He moaned as his release filled he fell onto the panting teen pulling himself out of Ichigo.
They lay next to each other panting. After they regained their breath Grimmjow pulled Ichigo near to him, letting Ichigo's head resting on his chest.
"Not bad, Ichi. We should repeat that by chance." Grimmjow said smirking and looking down at Ichigo's flushing face.
But then he remembered their complicated situation.
"Grimm? What should we tell our friends? We're enemies! We can't be together!" Ichigo sat up a little so that he could look into his eyes. He saw that Grimmjow was hurt by his words but he didn't want to hurt his feelings.
"I-I didn't mean that I don't like you. I like you… a lot. But-But we're on different sides!" Ichigo tried to apologize for the harsh words before.
Suddenly Grimmjow began to smirk.
"We just have to keep it a secret, Ichi." He leaned forward and kissed Ichigo on his nose. Ichigo sighed.
'Keep it a secret, huh?' He thought, but then began to smile too.
"Yeah right, just like Romeo and Juliet."
"Yeah. But you're Juliet, my little Uke." Grimmjow laughed as Ichigo scowled angry.
Grimmjow patted Ichigo gently on his head for apology. They lay down and Ichigo fell asleep immediately. Grimmjow smiled as he saw the peaceful sleeping Ichigo. Now he didn't feel like crying anymore and as if the sky read his mind it stopped raining and it cleared showing a bright shining moon.
Yay! I did it! I wrote my first lemon!
I hope that I haven't messed it up badly. But I gave my best!
So please tell me how you liked it! Or what I should do better!
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P.S.: Oh, yeah! I think about writing more chapters to this! But only if you guys want one… So please tell me your opinion.