Chapter 2
Ichigo held back tears as he showered away the evidence, his bottom lip trembling as he cleaned his rectum. He hissed softly in pain, the man having not gone easy on him. Ichigo broke down, putting a hand over his mouth as he cried. He wondered what Renji would think of him now since he lost his virginity to such a monster. And to think Ichigo forced him to stay away.
Ichigo slowly sat down in the shower, the water burning every part of his body. He punched the floor, wondering why he didn't run. The man was obviously a criminal, and a horrible one at that. Ichigo took in a shaky breath, leaning against the wall. He felt so vulnerable, so small.
It would have been better if the man had killed him.
Ichigo shook his head, telling himself to think of Renji. He slowly got up, his thighs shaking in pain. He had bruises covering his body everywhere, Ichigo swallowing thickly.
He had to find somebody. He needed help.
Ichigo got out of the shower, turning off the water. His skin was red from the scorching water, his hands shaking as he wiped himself off. He went back to his room, closing and locking the door for safe measures. He put on a black long sleeve and dark sweats, closing his window.
He went over to his bed, tearing off the dirty sheets and throwing them on the ground. He laid down, curling into a small ball. He didn't know if the man left or not, but he didn't care. He slowly rose up when he remembered about his laptop, getting up and getting it from his drawer. He could contact the cops that way.
He frowned when he saw a wallet sticking out a little from the jeans on the floor, slowly walking over and picking up the jeans. He took the wallet out, opening it up. Ichigo's eyes widened, dropping the wallet in fear and disbelief.
Now he remembered why the man felt familiar.
Grimmjow Jeagerjaques was put in a max prison after he pleaded guilty for killing several people. His time was cut short for good behavior. Ichigo opened up his window, not willing to stay anywhere near this man. He looked to the door when the doorknob creaked, Ichigo pushing up the window and punching out the screen. The door was busted open, Grimmjow standing there.
Ichigo jumped out, running as fast as he could to get away. He didn't hear anybody following him, but he didn't stop. Ichigo ran all the way to the road, panting as he stopped just for a second. He ran down the road, hoping to reach somebody who could help him.
He stopped after only a few minutes, his body tired from hunger and pain. Ichigo leaned against a tree, his body screaming for rest. He suddenly felt eyes watching him, his body becoming stiff.
Was he really going to hunt him down?
Ichigo ran, forgetting about hunger and pain. He was wheezing when he stopped next to a cliff edge, looking behind him to the forest. He was being hunted like an animal and it frightened him. He couldn't run anymore though, his body succumbing to pain and hunger. The sun was already starting to go down, Ichigo falling to his knees.
He tried to get back up but he was too weak. Light suddenly blinded him, a truck coming to a stop in front of him. A man hopped out, Ichigo afraid it would be Grimmjow. He forced himself to his feet, the man catching him before he could fall again.
"It's okay." Ichigo looked up, wanting to cry when he saw another mans face. The man led him to the truck, helping him in. Ichigo was given a wrapped burger and some water, the man staying put for now while Ichigo scarfed down the food.
"What happened kid?" The older man asked, Ichigo suddenly remembering why he ran for so long.
"Call 119, I'm being chased by a murderer!" Ichigo pleaded urgently, the man picking up his phone. He tried to call but it wouldn't work, the man stepping on the gas and driving away quickly when Ichigo ordered him to. Ichigo looked behind them and around, but night had already consumed the forest and road.
"Don't worry I'll get you somewhere safe," the man told him, stopping suddenly. Ichigo looked in the front, his eyes widening with fear when he saw Grimmjow.
"Run him over!" Ichigo ordered, the man backing up instead. Grimmjow pulled out a flare gun, pointing it at the truck. Ichigo ducked, the flare going through the windshield and into the driver's chest.
The truck stopped as the driver was killed, Ichigo opening the door and jumping out. He yelped when he was grabbed, Grimmjow covering his mouth and dragging him towards the woods. Ichigo screamed and struggled, knocked unconscious by the butt of the flare gun.
Renji.
Ichigo felt his lovers arms surround him, ghosting over his body. He tried to touch him but his arms wouldn't move, Ichigo arching when he sucked on a nipple. Renji was always so gentle with him, his hand stroking his member as the other ghosted over his neglected nipple. Ichigo moaned his name, Renji moving his head down to his member.
Ichigo opened his eyes, seeing his ceiling. He arched when Renji took his member into his mouth, Ichigo gasping softly in pleasure. He looked to his arms, frowning when he saw they were tied to the bedframe.
"Renji why…?" Ichigo looked down, his eyes widening in fear when he saw blue hair instead of red. He tried to struggle but his hips were grabbed, a body holding his legs down. Ichigo whimpered in fear and disgust, shaking his head. He tried to block it out, trying to not get turned on from this.
"Grimmjow stop!" Ichigo pleaded, the warm lips leaving his member. Ichigo felt disgust roll in his gut when he almost asked for him to not stop, Grimmjow looking up to his eyes with a smirk.
"Oh? You know my name now?" Grimmjow asked, licking a long trail up Ichigo's member. Ichigo couldn't help but arch, Grimmjow chuckling sadistically.
"But I think you like it," Grimmjow mocked, Ichigo shaking his head with a small sob. Grimmjow shushed him, stroking his wet member with a grin.
"You ran away Ichigo. That wasn't nice." Ichigo grit his teeth, tears falling down his temples. He remembered the man he killed, wondering if he would do the same to him.
"You're a fucking murderer," Ichigo hissed at him, Grimmjow licking the head and making Ichigo choke on a moan. Grimmjow gave the head a hard suck, Ichigo practically becoming covered in hives as he came close to cumming.
"I didn't want to kill him, Ichi. You gave me no choice," Grimmjow told him, Ichigo feeling him get off his legs. He wanted to kick him but they were numb, Grimmjow forcing him onto his knees. His arms crossed, Ichigo pulling on his restraints with a whimper.
He cried out when his ass was slapped hard, his spine tingling with pleasure as his ass stung. Ichigo tried to ignore it, crying out when he was slapped again. Grimmjow made sure he slapped both cheeks red, Ichigo's cries becoming pleading words for release.
Grimmjow liked his kinky kitty, giving one more hard slap. Ichigo was a mess, a small puddle of pre cum on the sheets. Grimmjow ran hand over the bruised flesh, Ichigo pressing back against his hand.
"Did Renji punish you like this?" Grimmjow asked, Ichigo gritting his teeth in humiliation. He threw his head back when he was slapped again, Grimmjow licking his exposed throat.
"Did he?" Grimmjow asked, Ichigo lowering his head. He shook his head, tears cascading down his cheeks in humiliation, in pleasure. Grimmjow gave him a reward, stroking his member to help him release. Ichigo came quickly, panting heavily as Grimmjow placed kisses over his throat and shoulders.
"Run again Ichigo and I'll cut off one of your legs." Ichigo sobbed softly, Grimmjow shushing him as he ran a hand through his hair.
"Don't worry pretty, just don't run ne?" Grimmjow whispered, Ichigo nodding with a sob. Grimmjow shushed him again, Ichigo wondering how long he would have to go through this.
"Why won't you leave?" Ichigo sobbed softly, Grimmjow rubbing his sore ass with a grin. Ichigo yelped when he was slapped again, Grimmjow licking his neck with a sadistic chuckle.
"But why would I with your heat so close?" Ichigo sobbed harder, Grimmjow grabbing his chin and lifting his head. He licked the side of his ear, Ichigo whispering no over and over. Ichigo looked to Grimmjow with pleading eyes, the blue haired man's pants getting tight with arousal.
"Please no. Please don't do that to me," Ichigo pleaded, Grimmjow rubbing his chin with a finger. Grimmjow always wanted to leave a couple bastards running around, since that was every neko's agenda it seemed. The way Ichigo pleaded though made him only want thousands, but he wanted to play a bit longer. Either way when his heat came, Ichigo would beg him to fuck him. Grimmjow just had to wait. And wait he would do.
"Are you gonna be good pretty?" Grimmjow asked, Ichigo nodding eagerly. Grimmjow grinned, untying Ichigo's wrists from the bedframe. Ichigo rubbed the red marks adorning his skin, looking to Grimmjow with fearful eyes. Grimmjow got off the bed, undoing his pants. He pushed them down, Ichigo looking away with a small blush.
"What do you want me to do?" Ichigo whispered, Grimmjow taking off his shirt as well. He got back on the bed, sitting against the bed frame with a smirk.
"Come here," Grimmjow ordered, Ichigo slowly moving towards him. Grimmjow stroked his member, Ichigo stopping next to him. Grimmjow squeezed his member before letting it go, Ichigo's eyes downcast towards his hands.
"Suck it," Grimmjow ordered, Ichigo looking to Grimmjow's member. He swallowed thickly, getting between Grimmjow's spread legs. He had never given head before, even though Renji asked him almost every day. Ichigo felt horrible for not having said yes at least once.
Not only had he lost his virginity to this man, but also he was about to do even more horrible things.
"Now Strawberry," Grimmjow ordered, Ichigo lowering his head down and parting his lips. He stuck out his tongue, licking the head of his member. He didn't taste disgusting, just clean. Ichigo opened his mouth wider, grabbing the base of his member and sucking the head between his lips. He felt tears fill up his eyes but held them at bay, sucking softly and licking the underside.
Grimmjow dug a hand into his hair, groaning loudly. It had been a long time since Grimmjow had someone give him head, and the feeling was almost too good to bare. He looked down to the orange head that bobbed shallowly on his member, the feeling of wet, hot suction making his toes curl in pleasure.
"Take in more," Grimmjow ordered, Ichigo taking more into his hot mouth. Grimmjow liked how he worked his mouth and tongue, the so called virgin good at what he did. Grimmjow pushed him down further, feeling the beginnings of Ichigo's throat. The orange didn't gag though, Grimmjow raising an eyebrow. He forced Ichigo down all the way, the orange head squealing in protest but not gagging.
Grimmjow grinned.
"Swallow," he ordered, Ichigo doing so obediently. Grimmjow pushed Ichigo up some, thrusting into his mouth. Ichigo didn't protest but inside he felt like a whore. He hadn't known he didn't have a gag reflex, but he wished he did at that moment. He felt something hot pour down his throat, Grimmjow ordering him to swallow with a groan. Ichigo did so but some fell down his chin, his body and mind feeling violated.
'You know you like it.' Ichigo pulled away from Grimmjow when he let his hair go, disgusted by the voice at the back of his mind. He knew he didn't like being treated this. He liked things gentle.
'No you don't. You like it rough. You like it when he abuses you.' Ichigo shook his head mentally, screaming in his mind that he didn't. His heart knew a part of him did like being treated this way though; Ichigo feeling tears well up in his eyes. Grimmjow pushed him down, kissing him ferociously. Ichigo was disgusted with himself, but that disgust was quickly replaced with arousal when Grimmjow pulled away and licked his cum off Ichigo's chin.
Ichigo recoiled in his mind, telling his body to hate it. To hate every second of it. Grimmjow kissed a line down his body, Ichigo panting heavier the lower he got. He gripped the sheets, his eyes closed tight as he tried to turn off his arousal button.
"Grimmjow," Ichigo moaned when his half hard member was taken between warm lips. Ichigo arched, Grimmjow playing with his nipples. Ichigo screamed in his mind, told himself to stop. His body wouldn't listen, Ichigo looking down to Grimmjow when he let his hardened member slip from his lips.
"Want me to fuck you Strawberry?" Grimmjow asked with a grin, Ichigo screaming no in his mind. His head nodded though, Grimmjow wetting his fingers with his saliva. Ichigo wanted to cry, to scream. He tried to think logically as Grimmjow prepared him, his eyes closed as Grimmjow's fingers explored his insides. If submitting to Grimmjow this way meant he wouldn't impregnate him, shouldn't he obey? Every part of Ichigo's being wanted to recoil at the idea, but he knew he didn't have a choice.
When Grimmjow replaced his fingers with his member, Ichigo wrapped his arms around Grimmjow's neck, forcing himself to make Grimmjow think he had actually submitted. Grimmjow kissed him as he thrusted ruthlessly into his body, Ichigo feeling himself tear more. He pulled away from the kiss with a cry of pleasure, Grimmjow kissing his neck and shoulders. Ichigo started to purr.
Ichigo felt something inside of him plead for this to never end. And it wasn't his heat.