#1.
Usually, when Grimmjow returns from his business trips, he would assult and fuck Ichigo through the mattress until the younger's voice was so hoarse and his hips so sore that Ichigo decided to make it a ritual to take the next day after Grimmjow's arrival off from his own work.
Ichigo wasn't a masochist by any chance, oh no, but he can't deny himself by claiming he hated how his Grimmjow manhandled him from the entrance of their shared apartment all the way to their bedroom. He would be rough with him, as if he were hungrily claiming him and although Ichigo would put up a fight in the beginning just to rile up his taller lover, he would be forced to submit to Grimmjow's whims and actions eventually.
It was Ichigo's guilty pleasure.
So now Ichigo sat on their couch in the living room, waiting for his lover's arrival from his latest business trip. The TV was turned on but Ichigo's mind was far from paying the movie playing on the screen any attention. The adrenaline was pumping mercilessly through out his blood stream, he tapped his feet on the carpeted floor with impatience while his throat was uncharacteristically dry. He leaned back into the black couch, trying to look unaffected by the thoughts occupying his mind as he imagined how Grimmjow was going to 'greet' him after a week of absense but his nerves were going fucking hay wire. He felt like he will die from his heart beating so fast from all the anticipation.
Then he almost has a heart attack when he hears the door bell eventually go off.
He immediately rises from the couch and makes his way to the entrance of their home. He can hear his heart's wild beating in his head and his hands are suddenly sweaty.
Get a hold of yourself Ichigo! It has only been a week. Don't let yourself get too affected by this.
Taking a deep breath, he grips the door knob, twisting it to open the door to reveal the devil himself. Ichigo's breath gets stuck in his throat and he attempts to gulp it down quickly. All of his previous self encouragement speeches flying out of the window.
"Welcome home," The younger manages. Grimmjow enters their home, then locks the door, the click reverberating dangerously throughout the apartment flat, promising a delicious time with his lover or was it just Ichigo? It must be.
A grin stretches across Grimmjow's perfect features, showcasing his sharp, white teeth.
"I'm back, Ichigo." Grimmjow replies and it takes all of Ichigo's will power not to just allow his knees to buckle down and fall to the ground in front of his lover because how long has it been since he heard him speak?
Just yesterday, over the phone.
But to hear his sinful voice call him by his name live in the flesh was a whole different thing.
Grimmjow takes a few slow, meaningful steps towards Ichigo and the orange haired male backs up till he hits a wall.
Shit, I'll be cornered.
And cornered it is as Grimmjow places both his arms beside the younger's slim body, preventing his escape.
"Ichigo," Grimmjow growls with need and that's all it takes for Ichigo to throw away any hesitation as he grabs a fistful of Grimmjow's shirt collar and pull him down for a rough and sensual kiss.-
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Author has some words she would like to say. So you must be wondering what the hell this is. I've come to realize that rather than just writing multi chapter stories, I wanted to try writing down every Grimmichi idea I get. Of course,this will also be multi chaptered but one story might not have any relation with the other. You get it. I will also take in requests but please keep it mind that I will write only those requests which I find interesting. This story is just the opening. There will be more perverted things from this perverted author ;) Tho honestly, I tried guys, I tried.
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