Pairings: GrimmIchi
Warnings: M rated for a reason, male sex, and some slight drama.
Summary: Can you go from sex buddies to lovers? Grimmjow and Ichigo are all that, and teacher and student, how will this succeed? And why is Ichigo such a closed book? GrimmIchi
A/N: This will be a pretty light story with the usual drama involved when a teacher and student have a relationship and some unusual drama. I feel lame when I say this will be my first story in the Bleach fandom, but there I said it XD
Well I hope you enjoy it as much as I like writing it. There are several plot bunnies attacking me at the moment and I liked this story not as the best, but it's the nearest to completion XD I will probably post my others someday too, but first want to see how you'll like this one ^.^
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It's all that
Chapter 1
"Shit you're so tight, Ichigo." Grunted a voice. Ichigo was moaning in pleasure and maybe partially in pain, but this was a good kind of pain. His hole was almost filled entirely, he arched his back and he pulled his legs around the older man, making it so that the man was seated entirely inside of him.
"Grimmjow." Moaned Ichigo, "M-move." He wanted the bluenette to touch his insides with a fury, so that he would be able to only see white spots.
"You're a fucking slut." Growled the man as he nipped at Ichigo's neck and pulled out and then slowly back in, starting a slow tempo.
He loved the dirty talk Grimmjow gave, then the man hit his prostate making him arch his back even more if that was possible, moaning in ecstasy. The slow tempo was infuriating, half of the time the bluenette was missing the prostate on purpose and it made Ichigo want to turn the man around to ride him.
"Fucking tease," groaned Ichigo, "Harder."
"Say that you are a slut, my slut." Grimmjow growled, this pace was hard to keep because he wanted nothing but to fuck this orange haired boy into the mattress.
"Shit." Ichigo made wanton noises as his prostate was missed again by a hair, "Fuck, I'm your slut, please fuck me, Sensei." That was exactly what Grimmjow wanted to hear and he pushed back in with force, his hand stroking Ichigo's neglected painfully hard member.
"O-oh Fuck, Harder." moaned Ichigo, he wanted Grimmjow to be as rough as he could be.
White spots started forming in front of Ichigo's eyes, he was close. Nothing but the sex induced high filled his mind. Ichigo screamed his release, Grimmjow following seconds later grunting out Ichigo's name.
Grimmjow disengaged himself from Ichigo and with a small pop he let himself fall next to Ichigo. They didn't cuddle, they had never done it, they wouldn't start now. They were perfectly aware of what they wanted from each other, namely one thing and that was sex.
"Gross." Ichigo frowned as his hand mad his way to his ass. "You left the condom in." He pulled out the filled condom. Grimmjow chuckled. Ichigo tied a knot into the condom and threw it into the trashcan next to the bed.
"I smell like fucking latex." Complained Ichigo, which was short for, I'm taking a shower. He stepped out of the bed. The room was pretty big, a double bed, large wardrobe, a bookcase and a desk occupied the room. The bathroom was a lot smaller, Ichigo had guessed that it had something to do with the large bedroom.
"Don't use up all the hot water, Berry, I'm there in a sec." Ichigo scoffed at the nickname, Grimmjow would be smoking a cigarette first. Teachers should be more mature and all that shit, or that was what he thought, Grimmjow didn't fit that bill at all. Hell, teachers, shouldn't be doing students, because that was what Ichigo was. He was his student. Sure he was already 18, but still a student is a student. If it hadn't been for an incident at his old school he would have been in college by now.
Ichigo turned open the faucet and tested whether the water was good enough with his hand. Then he opened the shower and waited for a moment so he wouldn't be surprised by the cold water that would come out first. The warm stream of water caressed his lithe body.
Ichigo could still remember the electric thrill when he first laid eyes on his blue haired teacher, it was like those blue eyes send a electric current from his toes to his scalp, making it feel like all his hairs were standing up straight. Ichigo didn't know how it was for Grimmjow, but seeing as they were fucking for over three months now he had felt something too.
It wasn't like they started fucking right away. He was well aware of the attraction he felt, but Grimmjow was a fucking bastard. It was a fucking miracle that he hadn't been kicked off this school, because from the moment the word "Strawberry" escaped Grimmjow's lips they had been in a verbal war that had been sexually charged from the beginning.
It wasn't until they met at the bar Ichigo was working that the two hit it off, well that was after Grimmjow had drank himself into oblivion because he was dumped by his boyfriend. Ichigo would still roll in laughter when he thought about the morning after they had sex for the first time.
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"Shit." The curse Grimmjow let out of his mouth rang throughout the bedroom, making Ichigo blink. Grimmjow looked at Ichigo again and started to curse under his breath while gripping his head, most likely alcohol induced headache. Only moments after he jumped out of bed, still muttering curses every time he glanced at Ichigo.
"What's wrong, Sensei." Ichigo smirked using the word 'Sensei' on purpose.
"Fuck, you're my student." Ichigo just rolled his eyes at that and seated himself on the edge of the bed.
"This is so fucking wrong." Grimmjow chanted the sentence. Ichigo had started getting dressed.
"Where are you going?" asked Grimmjow when he noticed Ichigo getting dressed.
"Home." Sighed Ichigo.
"We have to talk about this." Said Grimmjow
"This what?" asked Ichigo as he shrugged.
"This, us, we." Grimmjow elaborated and was confused why Ichigo was taking it so easy.
"Relax Sensei." Sighed Ichigo, "We fucked, so what?"
"So what?" Seeing the surprised look on the bluenette's face almost made him bellow in laughter.
"Yeah, we fucked, it's not like I'm asking you to marry me and let me carry your babies." Ichigo chuckled, it was interesting to see his teacher so out of character for once. All that just by having sex.
Grimmjow growled at the comment.
"You're being such a woman." Reprimanded Ichigo, he was having fun at his teachers expense. Could you blame him, Grimmjow was the most feared teacher in the school and he was acting like a little girl that had kissed the wrong person.
"I'm not a fucking pussy." Growled Grimmjow.
"Well then, when you get your head out of emo-land." Ichigo fished a small piece of paper from his jeans, "Give me a call." He placed the paper on the desk before walking out.
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Grimmjow entered the bathroom and Ichigo seemed deep in thought. The three months they had been fucking Ichigo had never stayed the night, leaving the first night out of that. Not that heminded, but really all they did was fuck and then Ichigo left and went home. Sometimes he would fall asleep and before he would wake up Ichigo would always be gone. They were nothing but fuck buddies at the moment. He didn't mind, but he would have liked to pound into the orange haired boy in the morning for a change.
"Any hot water left, Berry."
"Yeah 'nough." Said Ichigo as he snapped out of his thinking, "It's all yours." Ichigo stepped out of the shower.
Grimmjow frowned, another one of Ichigo's quirks. Beside fucking in the bedroom there was little interaction between the two. Don't get him wrong, he liked fucking Ichigo, but was it just him that wanted a bit more contact besides what they had in the bedroom.
Grimmjow let the warm water engulf him, turning the water even more hot. He liked hot water, he was used to it. He soaped up and rinsed it off. In a few moments Ichigo would open the door of the bathroom and tell him that he was leaving. It was pretty much the same every time.
The door opened, "Grimmjow, I'm leaving, See ya on Monday." And the door closed again, not even listening for his reaction.
Really it shouldn't bother him, but it really did. Was he really being a woman about it? He didn't think so, maybe it was just because of the age difference. Ten years was a lot no matter how you looked at it.
No matter how I look at it, I cannot change what I do not voice.
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Ichigo closed the door of his empty apartment. "I'm home." He said to the nothingness. Since his previous school he had lived alone, he had never told Grimmjow, mostly to prevent either getting too attached to each other. He had been hurt before, he wasn't planning on letting it happen anytime soon again. He let the warmth of his bed envelop him as he crept into his bed.
TBC...
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A/N: Lol I'll say it now before people get confused, I dislike Mpreg, so it's still impossible for males to get pregnant, I just thought it was a comical sentence that I had in my mind for the longest time XD and until next time ^.^
