So this chapter is for Hollowshirosaki413, who wanted a chapter on what happened in the car. I wasn't planning on doing this but then...ya my mind basically wouldn't let it go ;P

Enjoy everybody!


They stumbled out of the club, too intent on groping each other to really pay attention to their surroundings. Breaths came hot and fast and Grimmjow felt his himself melt in the heat. Rational thought fled and he clenched his hands in Ichigo's jacket, pushing him back into the wall. They slammed onto the surface together, minds too lost in pleasure to notice any pain. Grimmjow ground his hips against Ichigo's and felt the other respond roughly.

Ichigo couldn't help but growl low in his throat at the delicious friction that robbed him of any sense. He plunged his hands under the blunet's shirt causing buttons popped and hot skin to be bared to the warm night wind. Ichigo trailed cool hands over the smooth surface, leaving goose bumps in his wake. Grimmjow shivered lightly in response and wrapped strong arms around his berry.

"What happened to the car?" he whispered hotly against his ear.

Ichigo gulped harshly and tried to form words. "It–ahh!–" He gasped as Grimmjow started trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses down his throat. "R-right there!" Grimmjow licked a blazing path up and over his Adam's apple. "Behind youuu!" He moaned loudly as his abuser started sucking and licking along his jawline. His mind became white with pleasure and he bucked his hips wildly, his body aching for something!

Grimmjow smirked, a wave of pride washing over him at his handiwork. He sighed happily at the sight of the other man flushed for him, moaning for him, when he hadn't even done anything yet. Fuck, it was a great ego boost. The smirk growing ever bigger on his face, he leaned down and brushed a butterfly kiss onto those adorably trembling lips.

"Gimme the keys, Ichi," he commanded softly.

Shivering slightly at what that tone did to him, Ichigo laced his hands behind the blunet's head and whispered back. "Back pocket." He saw the other smirk, as Grimmjow trailed heavy hands slowly down his back before delving into both his pockets. Hands squeezed and massaged his ass while searching for the elusive keys. Finally, Grimmjow's fingers hit something cold and metal in the left pocket, and he withdrew his hands, but not before another firm grope.

Ichigo untangled himself from Grimmjow body and took several unsteady steps towards the parking lot. Suddenly an arm wrapped around his torso and he looked up questioningly into devilishly blue eyes.

"Where is it, then?"

"It's – ah – the Honda Civic. The silver one."

Grimmjow nodded and lightly towed Ichigo along to the car. He keyed the car open and got in the driver's seat with Ichigo settling in beside him. Pressing the button to start the car, he heard Ichigo put on his seat belt "My house, its–"

"I know where it is."

Silence enveloped the car as Ichigo gaped at Grimmjow. "Uh…how?"

"Cause I live down the hall from ya. Didn't ya ever notice?"

Ichigo blushed. "Well, I uh, saw you sometimes when I was leaving. But I didn't think you lived there…"

"Well now ya know. So how about we get this show on the road, yeah?"

They drove out of the parking lot and onto the road. Ichigo sat back in his seat and let his breath whoosh slowly out. He didn't know how he felt knowing that he and Grimmjow lived so close to each other. It made the situation he was in all the more…uncertain. When Grimmjow had first kissed him, he'd gone along thinking it would be another one-night stand. But knowing that his one-night stand lived literally doors down made the situation complicated. What if they saw each other again? Would they ignore each other? Or would they…questions swam through his mind and he couldn't answer any of them.

He looked over at the profile Grimmjow made, awash in flickering lights and lips pursed. He drove confidently and with a sure hand, but his mind was obviously somewhere else. Ichigo felt a wave of jealously flash through him. If this was happening then he'd be damned if Grimmjow thought of anything else except him. For tonight, he wanted Grimmjow to pay attention only to him.

Silently, careful not to alert the blunet, he unlocked his seat belt and put it back in his place. Slowly, he slithered off the seat and onto the floor, all the while looking at Grimmjow. But as he tried to slide over to the other side, his hand accidentally hit Grimmjow's leg and the other looked down at him in surprise.

"What the hell are ya doing down there?"

Ichigo smiled coyly and finally slid in where he wanted to be – between Grimmjow's legs.

"You seemed like you were thinking hard about something. I thought I'd get rid of the problem for you."

Grimmjow scrunched up his brow in confusion. "And how is this helping? All it's doing is making it harder for me to drive."

Ichigo licked his lips seductively and let his hand trail over a hard thigh. "Let me show you then."

Grimmjow's eyes widened as it dawned on him what the other was planning to do. He flicked his eyes up to the road and then back down to Ichigo.

"Look berry, I don't think this is such a good—" He was cut off suddenly as Ichigo's hand landed on his groin and squeezed, wrenching a deep groan from him. Ichigo smirked, satisfied at the result and slowly massaged the hardening member.

"Looks like you'll have to get used to it," he whispered softly before giving his now rock-hard dick another squeeze. Grimmjow hand shook on the steering wheel and his eyes clouded over with lust as he felt his berry's cool hands ever so slowly unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans.

Ichigo murmured appreciatively at the sight before him. "My my, aren't we a naughty boy…"

Grimmjow grinned at the comment and risked a glance down to see his Ichi's gaze riveted on his pulsing dick. "Surprised?"

Ichigo laughed throatily and leaned forward to bury his nose in the patch of curly blue locks. "No actually," his voice came. "In fact, I'm going commando too." He inhaled deeply, the scent of musk and soap assaulted him. He felt Grimmjow rumble a short laugh above him and decided that play time was over.

He reached forward and grasped the massive erection at the base. Twisting his hands slowly around its girth, he leaned forward and trailed his tongue lightly up the hard flesh. Grimmjow hissed and Ichigo looked up to see his jaw clenched tightly and eyes narrowed to slits. Happy, turned back to his meal and started trailing short kisses up and around the dick, until he reached the top. Without hesitation, he took the head into his mouth and sucked harshly, eliciting a deep groan from Grimmjow.

Ichigo swiped his tongues over the leaking slit and tasted the pre-cum pouring out. Humming in pleasure, he burrowed his tongue inside as far as it would go. Above him, Grimmjow was literally blind with pleasure as he tried to keep the car straight and on-path. His breath came in short pants and it took all control to not buck wildly into that sinful mouth.

"God—dammit Ichi! Fas—Ahh!—ter!" he growled as Ichigo hummed low in his throat, sending waves of pleasure up his spine.

Ichigo gave a final deep suck to the red tip, before flattening his tongue and easing down around the throbbing flesh until nose met the patch of curly hair. He swallowed once, twice and then eased back up, sucking and licking all the way. He felt Grimmjow slide a hand into his hair and grip it tightly, pushing his head back down over his erection.

"More!" he demanded and Ichigo happily complied, settling into a steady rhythm. Grimmjow was in heaven, as he felt the familiar heat in his groin spread like a wildfire through the rest of him. He moaned harshly as Ichigo increased his pace, losing all sense of where he was driving. His hips moved along fluidly with Ichigo's motions and he knew it wouldn't be long before he'd erupt.

"Ungh, Ichigo…I think I'm gonna—"

Suddenly the sound of sirens erupted through the dense fog of his lust, jerking him back to harsh reality. He swiped a heavy hand over his eyes, and focused back onto the road. His heart stopped as he saw that they had drifted far over into the other lane, and when he looked into the rear-view mirror, he saw the flashing lights of a police cruiser at their tail.

He panicked slightly and tried to get Ichigo's attention, who was oblivious to the noise and still happily sucking away.

"Ichigo. Hey Ichigo! Stop, we have a problem!" He said as he maneuvered the car onto the hard shoulder and turned it off.

Ichigo looked up at him questioningly, but right then, there was a knock on the window. Grimmjow looked over into the hard gaze of the police officer and reluctantly rolled down the window.

"Would you step outside the car please?" the officer said in an emotionless voice.

Grimmjow flicked an glance down to Ichigo, who let go of his dick with an audible pop. The sound hung in the air and the officer's eyes narrowed as he looked down and saw a sheepish Ichigo on the floor and Grimmjow's dick lying on his lap, still glistening from the saliva. Mutely, he turned his gaze back to Grimmjow.

"Sir, I won't ask again. Would you step outside the car please?"

There was a bit of shuffling as Ichigo tried to get out of Grimmjow's way and Grimmjow tried to maneuver his long legs around the berry and out the car, but finally he was standing outside, jeans still open and erection bobbing around in the air. The officer stared at him coldly, but Grimmjow glared back, as Ichigo looked on from inside the car.

"Your name, please." The officer asked, taking a pen and a pad out of his jacket.

"Grimmjow Jaegerjaques."

"And your…partner?"

"Ichigo Kurosaki. Now what's this about Officer…" he peeked at the name tag. "Kuchiki."

Cold grey eyes bored holes into him. "You'be been driving driving recklessly for the past many minutes, narrowly avoided a crash twice and almost driving into the sidewalk once. What do you have to say for yourself?"

Grimmjow scowled and pointed down to his groin. "Ya see that, Officer? Considering that and what you saw two minutes ago, I think the situation's pretty self-explanatory. But I don't mind explainin' it to ya in detail, if ya want."

He heard Ichigo's exclamation at that, but kept his eyes squared on the impassive face before him. "Whatcha gonna do?"

In response, he saw the other man take out another sheet and scribble something down on it, before holding it up for Grimmjow to see. "Do you see this, Mr. Jaegerjaques? This is a ticket, citing you have to pay $1200 to the city by noon tomorrow, or you go in front of a judge. Would you like it?"

Grimmjow sneered. "You can keep it."

"Hmm, that's also possible…but you'll have to grant me something."

Ichigo's voice piped up from the car. "What the fuck, Grimmjow! Take it!"

Grimmjow ignored him and smirked. "Whatcha want?"

The man in front of smiled slightly and his gray eyes came alive. He scribbled something on the pad and ripping of the paper, handed it to Grimmjow, who looked down to see…a phone number?

"What is this?"

"It's my number."

Grimmjow's head snapped up and he gaped slightly in shock. "W-what for?"

"Next time you want to have a little…fun, call me."

Grimmjow couldn't believe it. Here he was, getting propositioned by a police officer! Beside him, he heard Ichigo growl and get out of the car, coming to stand beside him.

"What the fuck's the matter with you, you asshole! Did you just give him your number in front of me?!"

The man in question pinned him with a molten gaze. "Don't feel left out, Kurosaki. You can join the fun too."

At that, Ichigo was thrown for a loop. "You mean…all of us – together?"

"Of course, if you want."

Ichigo flamed red at the thought and grabbed Grimmjow's arm. "I, uh, think we need to go now." He didn't look back as he dragged the protesting Grimmjow forcibly back to the car. This time, he got in the driver's seat and quickly started the car. Feeling Grimmjow settle in beside him, he flicked one last glance back at the immobile officer and floored it.

"Hey, whatsa matter, Ichigo? Why the rush?" Grimmjow questioned, as he stuffed his now limp dick back into his pants.

"You were there, Grimmjow! You heard what he said!"

Grimmjow laughed. "So what?"

Ichigo's hands clenched on the steering wheel. "What do you mean 'so what'? Are you actually thinking about his…request?"

Grimmjow leaned forward and trailed his fingers down the side of Ichigo's face. "Course not, babe. Only thing I want is you."

Ichigo's heart sped up at that and without thinking, he pressed down on the gas. He couldn't get home fast enough.


Soo, how was it? Personally I've never been in a situation like that so I had a lot of fun just making it up. For those who wanted the lemon, don't worry it's *definitely* in the next chapter! In the meantime, REVIEW - it makes me work harder, meaning a faster update!