For Your Entertainment; Chapter 2

Ichigo glared angrily at the tv. He didn't know why he was so upset. So what if Grimmjow was late? He didn't even care if he showed up at all… Ichigo stood up, "The bastard said he'd be here tomorrow to watch the episode, which is today! The episode is almost over! Where is he!" Ichigo jumped surprised when he heard a knock on the door. He rushed over to the door and pulled it open. "About time! Where were—." He stopped when he saw that it wasn't Grimmjow but a smiling Orihime. "Ah…hey Orihime," he said a bit disappointed, "What brings you here?"

Orihime tilted her head and smiled, "I wanted to see your new apartment. Is now a bad time?"

Ichigo shook his head and smiled, "Nah, it's fine. Come on in." He stepped aside so she could walk into the apartment. She looked over at the tv questioningly and Ichigo quickly ran over to turn it off. "Ah, I just had the tv on for some noise…" he explained.

"This is a nice apartment," she smiled as she looked around the apartment.

"Yeah, it is nice, although a lot of stuff has been breaking down. I've had to have the landlord come and fix them. It seems that every time he leaves after fixing an item something else gets broken…." Ichigo suddenly realized what Grimmjow had been doing. Ichigo glared and punched the wall. "That bastard!"

Orihime looked at Ichigo surprised. "Ichigo…what's wrong?"

Ichigo looked up at Orihime and realized what he had done. He pulled his fist out of the wall and apologized. "Ah…nothing. Why don't I show you around?" He gave Orihime a tour of the apartment. He showed her the bathroom and the bedroom. Their tour ended in the living room/kitchen where it had started.

"This is a really nice place. Have you made friends with any of your neighbors?" Orihime asked.

Ichigo shook his head, "I haven't really had time, what with work and…" he grit his teeth, "all the free meals I've been giving out…"

Orihime smiled, "You've been volunteering?" Ichigo shook his head. "Oh…um, well when you get the chance you should try and introduce yourself to your neighbors. It'll help for you to not be so lonely here."

Ichigo smiled and nodded. "Yeah, I'll be sure to do that."

Orihime looked at her watch, "Oh, I better go. I just stopped by because I was in the neighborhood. I wanted to check and see if you were okay. I'm glad you are."

"Thanks Orihime. It was nice seeing you," Ichigo said. Orihime blushed and nodded. Ichigo escorted her out and sighed after he had shut the door. "Stupid landlord… am I special because he fixes things he's broken himself? What the hell is up with that?" He stood by his door not sure what to do next. Lately his time had been filled with work and having Grimmjow come over and fix stuff. He had planned on spending his weekend with Grimmjow. Ichigo blushed at the thought. He sighed and thought about what else he could do. "I guess I could do what Orihime suggested and visit my neighbors."

Ichigo walked down the hall to one of his neighbors' doors and knocked on it. He stared in shock at Grimmjow who had answered the door. Ichigo frowned, "What the hell are you doing answering the door? This isn't your apartment!"

Grimmjow grinned, "Yeah, I know that. I'm fixing something for one of my tenants."

Ichigo continued to frown, "Oh really? You? Fixing something? I find that hard to believe. Unless of course, you broke it on purpose then I can see you fixing it."

Grimmjow's grin widened, "Ah, so you finally caught on. Nah, this is one of my special tenants. I only break stuff in my extra special tenant's apartments."

Ichigo glared and was about to say something but stopped when he heard somebody call from inside the apartment. "Grimmy? Who is that at the door?" a weak voice called.

Grimmjow turned his head to shout back, "It's Ichigo Kurosaki. He's one of your neighbors. He's come to…" he turned to Ichigo, "Why are you here anyway?"

"I came to visit my neighbor so I could get acquainted." Ichigo explained.

Grimmjow turned back to the person in the apartment, "He came by to say hello."

"Well, don't be rude Grimmy, let him in." the voice reprimanded gently.

Grimmjow grinned and stepped aside so Ichigo could come in. Ichigo walked into the apartment unsurely. He saw an old lady sitting on the couch in front of her tv. She smiled kindly at him. "Hello Ichigo, it's nice to meet you."

Ichigo bowed, "It's nice to meet you too."

Grimmjow pushed him towards the couch. "Sit down, I'll get you guys some tea."

Ichigo sat down reluctantly next to the old lady. She smiled warmly, "Thank you Grimmy, you're so considerate."

Ichigo grinned at Grimmjow, "Grimmy?"

Grimmjow blushed as he prepared the tea, "You have a problem with it, strawberry?"

Ichigo chuckled and shook his head, "Nah, I think it's cute."

Grimmjow glared and his face grew a darker shade of red. He set down the tray with the tea and cups on the coffee table. "I'm going to go finish repairing…that thing I came to repair…." He quickly left the room.

Ichigo grinned after the embarrassed Grimmjow, "So tell me about Grimmy, does he come by often?"

The old lady nodded, "Why yes, Grimmy takes in many senior tenants and helps us with anything we need. He's constantly working to make sure we're comfortable and taken care of."

'That explains it,' Ichigo thought, 'the tenants that aren't old Grimmjow is mean to and tells them to fix their own stuff so they get mad and move out which leaves a nice apartment at low rent…' Ichigo smiled. He was starting to understand Grimmjow a bit better. Grimmjow wasn't so hard hearted after all.

Grimmjow entered the room, "Well, I finished installing that bar in your shower. It should help out some."

The old lady smiled, "Thank you so much Grimmy."

Grimmjow blushed, "No problem." Ichigo grinned. Grimmjow frowned, "Stop looking at me like that." He walked over to Ichigo and pulled him off the couch. "Unless you need anything else we're going to leave." The old lady shook her head and Grimmjow pulled Ichigo out of the apartment.

"Hey, I wanted to talk to her a bit more about Grimmy," Ichigo grinned.

Grimmjow frowned, "You've talked enough."

Ichigo and Grimmjow entered Ichigo's apartment. Ichigo frowned as he leaned back against the couch. "You were late. You owe me an apology."

Grimmjow grinned, "I'm sorry, but you weren't completely lonely. That big chested broad came by your apartment didn't she?"

Ichigo looked at Grimmjow puzzled, "How did you know she came by?"

Grimmjow laughed, "She was standing outside your apartment door pacing back and forth. I guess she was deciding whether or not to knock. It sounds like she did."

Ichigo sighed, "Yeah, she did…but she wasn't the who promised to come by and see me."

Grimmjow frowned, "A special tenant called for help. I had to answer the call."

Ichigo crossed his arms over his chest, "Well what about me? I thought I was an extra special tenant. What does that mean?"

"Well…um…" Grimmjow averted his eyes from Ichigo's gaze.

Ichigo stepped towards Grimmjow and rested his hands on his chest, "Oh well, I guess it doesn't matter… for now. I got to see a softer side of Grimmy." He grinned.

Grimmjow frowned, "Stop calling me that."

Ichigo leaned closer towards Grimmjow with their lips inches apart. "Why?"

"Because…it's not sexy…" Grimmjow whispered as he gazed into Ichigo's brown eyes.

Ichigo smiled. Grimmjow's smell was intoxicating. He didn't know what it was about Grimmjow but he was extremely attracted to him. Ichigo wanted Grimmjow's body against his. He wanted to fuck him so bad. The desire burned within him. "I wouldn't worry," he whispered, "I think everything about you is sexy." Ichigo pressed his lips against Grimmjow's. Grimmjow wrapped his arms around Ichigo's waist and pulled him closer. Ichigo felt Grimmjow's hard on press against his leg. Grimmjow gazed at Ichigo, the need apparent in his eyes. Ichigo unbuttoned Grimmjow's pants, his own need urging him on, and reached his hand down the front to grip his hot cock. Grimmjow squeezed his eyes shut and grit his teeth. He tried to keep from moaning as Ichigo ran his hand along his throbbing member.

Grimmjow leaned back against the kitchen table for support. "Ahn, do you have any…lotion…or lube?"

Ichigo thought about Grimmjow's question as he continued to pump him. "Um…I don't think so…"

Grimmjow grit his teeth and glared at Ichigo, "Fuck, what about oil…something slippery?"

"…is vegetable oil fine?" Ichigo asked. Grimmjow nodded. Ichigo went to retrieve the oil as Grimmjow slipped off his pants. Grimmjow slid his fingers inside of himself and widened his entrance. Ichigo found the oil and walked quickly back over to Grimmjow.

"Hurry and spread it over your cock so you can fuck me." Grimmjow pleaded. Ichigo poured the slippery clear yellow liquid onto his hand and spread it over his cock. He made sure to cover the whole length. Ichigo panted as his hard on became almost unbearable. Grimmjow laid back onto the table and spread his legs apart. Ichigo rested one leg over his shoulder and Grimmjow wrapped the other leg around Ichigo's waist to pull him closer towards him. Ichigo inserted into Grimmjow. Grimmjow hissed at the entry and grit his teeth.

"Damn…so tight…" Ichigo panted. Ichigo thrust his hips back and forth. He searched for Grimmjow's sensitive spot. Grimmjow's ass sucked and pulled his cock in greedily. Ichigo watched Grimmjow cry out in pleasure as he continued to thrust deeper into him.

"Ahn, fuck! Shit! There! Fucking hit… there…ah… more!" Grimmjow closed his eyes and turned his head to the side. Ichigo panted and pounded his cock faster into him. Ichigo's thrusts drove Grimmjow to climax. His hot cum surged out and over their chests. Ichigo's own semen poured itself into Grimmjow. Ichigo panted tiredly over Grimmjow.

Grimmjow grinned up at Ichigo, "Shit…we're gonna have to do this more often."

Grimmjow had informed Ichigo the previous day after they had sex that he needed to buy lubricant. Ichigo had gone shopping for Grimmjow before when he ran out of sandwich ingredients but for some reason this item troubled him. Ichigo guessed that it wasn't abnormal for a man to be buying lubricant but he still felt weird going out and buying it especially since everyone would know why he was buying it. When Ichigo had brought up his concerns to Grimmjow he just frowned and asked, "Would you feel more comfortable if I was standing there next to you?" Ichigo had promptly said no and decided that he would suck it up and buy the lubricant despite what people thought.

Ichigo went to the store after work. Ichigo sighed as he looked at the different kinds of lubricant. He didn't really know which one would be the best kind to get. He glared angrily at the lubricants as he tried to decide which one to get. "Ichigo?" a familiar voice asked next to him.

Ichigo turned and blushed when he saw Renji, his friend from work standing next to him. "Ah, Renji! W-what are you doing here?" He stood in front of the shelves and tried to hide what he was shopping for.

Renji grinned, "Well, I was just buying some groceries….what are you doing?" he glanced over to the shelves then back to Ichigo.

Ichigo's face increased in redness, "Ah, nothing…just shopping for…" he looked over at the stuff next to the lubricant for something else to say he was buying, "yeast infection cream…no um…preparation H….um…no…I was um…"

Renji laughed, "Man, if you're buying lube just say so. There's nothing wrong with that."

Ichigo sighed, "I know…I just…I don't know which one to buy. Why does there have to be so many?"

Renji picked one up off the shelf, "Well, how bout this one? It has one for him and her."

Ichigo frowned, "Um…I don't think that would really apply to my case…"

Renji looked at him puzzled, "Huh? What do you mean?"

Ichigo shook his head, "Just…isn't there something simpler?" He really hoped Renji could help him find what he needed. He wanted to get out of here and fast.

"Ah," Renji smiled, "well then here." He handed him a lubricant. "Just regular old lube simple with nothing special."

Ichigo looked at the lubricant unsurely, "…will this really be okay?" He had never needed to buy lubricant before.

Renji nodded, "Lube is lube. It's all the same."

"Well…if you say so. Thanks." Ichigo waved and went off to purchase his item. Ichigo ignored the cashier's judgmental looks at the items he was buying. He returned to his apartment and fell onto the couch exhausted. "Ugh, Grimmjow better like it…I don't know why he didn't just go and buy it himself." Ichigo heard a knock at his door and went to open it. Grimmjow walked into the apartment and kissed Ichigo on the lips before he could even say hello.

"Mmm," Ichigo pulled away from Grimmjow and shut the door behind him, "ah, I guess you're ready? I got the lube."

Grimmjow grinned and pulled him close again, "Good…cuz we are so going to need it." Grimmjow looked around the apartment, "Hmm, let's see…where should we start?"

Ichigo looked at him confused, "Start?"

Grimmjow pulled off his shirt and grinned at Ichigo, "Yeah, we're going to have sex on anything we can possibly have sex on in your apartment."

Ichigo stared at him stunned, "No way…that's impossible."

Grimmjow reached over and pulled off Ichigo's shirt, "Nothing is impossible when you put your mind to it." Grimmjow picked up Ichigo and carried him over to the kitchen counter. He sat Ichigo down and started to undo his belt.

Ichigo watched him pull off his pants, "Nnn, but…"

Grimmjow kissed his neck and started to undo his own pants. "Stop thinking and just do. Now where is that lube?" Ichigo pointed to the shopping bag on the table and Grimmjow went and fished it out. He pulled it out of its box and unscrewed the lid. He squirted the lube onto his two middle fingers. "Lay back," he commanded Ichigo. Ichigo laid back and Grimmjow pulled Ichigo's hips forward on the counter. He took his two middle fingers and inserted them into Ichigo. Ichigo squinted his eyes shut and grit his teeth. "Does it hurt?" Grimmjow asked as he moved his fingers slowly in and out.

"Nnn, a…a little…" Ichigo hissed. Grimmjow leaned forward and kissed Ichigo. He ran his hand down Ichigo's naked chest and wrapped his hand around Ichigo's hard on. Ichigo moaned and held tightly onto the counter. Grimmjow ran his tongue along Ichigo's chest. He circled his wet tongue around Ichigo's stiff nipple. Ichigo became distracted with the pleasure of Grimmjow's hand job and licking that he forgot about his pain.

While Ichigo was distracted Grimmjow spread the lubricant over his cock. He removed his fingers and went to replace it with his impatient member. Ichigo arched his back and cried out when Grimmjow suddenly entered him. "Fuck!"

Grimmjow grinned and bit along his neck, "Relax…"

Ichigo grit his teeth as Grimmjow continued to thrust into him, "Nnn, easy for you to say…"

Grimmjow laughed, "You forget I just did this yesterday."

"Ah, shit…how come you made it…nnn…look so easy?" Ichigo asked.

Grimmjow kissed Ichigo, "If I hadn't made it look easy then you wouldn't have done it." Ichigo glared at him and Grimmjow laughed. "Just relax, you'll get used to it." Ichigo sighed and tried to do as Grimmjow said. Grimmjow spread his legs farther apart. He glanced at Ichigo as he licked his tongue along his calf and he continued to fuck him. Grimmjow titled Ichigo's hips a bit and searched inside him for the spot that would send him into the greatest ecstasy.

Ichigo's head fell back and he cried out when Grimmjow hit the right spot. "Ah, fuck…mmm, Grimm…ha…ah…there!" Grimmjow picked up the pace and pounded harder into Ichigo. Ichigo's cry caught in his throat as his white semen spilled over his chest. Grimmjow grunted as he released his load into Ichigo. Ichigo panted as he glared at Grimmjow. He grabbed the lube and carefully climbed off of the counter. He pushed Grimmjow against the fridge "Your turn."

Grimmjow gasped as Ichigo propped him up against the fridge and widened his entrance with his fingers. When Ichigo had loosened up Grimmjow he thrust his lube covered cock into him. Ichigo slid in and out of Grimmjow releasing cries from him. Grimmjow wrapped his legs around Ichigo's waist and pulled him deeper into him. Grimmjow dug his fingernails into Ichigo's back and bit his neck. "Fuck," Ichigo cursed as Grimmjow's teeth broke the skin and blood trickled from the wound.

Grimmjow mumbled an apology and licked up the blood. "Ahn, Ichigo…almost….ah! fuck yeah…faster…fuck faster!" Ichigo hastened his thrusts and led the two closer to their climax. Grimmjow closed his eyes and moaned, "Ichigo…ahn…coming…" Grimmjow's hot cum squirted out and covered their chests. Ichigo licked a drop of cum from Grimmjow's chest. Grimmjow panted, "My turn…"

Ichigo grinned and shook his head, "Not yet." He swung Grimmjow over to the table and laid him down. He stuck his hand in the bag from the grocery store and pulled out a can of whipped cream. He stuck out his tongue and squirted some on the tip. He leaned forward and kissed Grimmjow. The sweet taste filled Grimmjow's mouth.

"Mmm," Grimmjow moaned into Ichigo's mouth. Grimmjow grinned, "What are you going to do with that?"

Ichigo smirked and sprayed a trail down his chest towards his cock, "You'll just have to wait and see." His tongue followed the trail of whipped cream and licked up every last bit. He spread Grimmjow's legs apart. Grimmjow hissed at the cold feeling of the whipped cream on his cock. Ichigo licked hungrily at the cream covering Grimmjow's hard on. He wrapped his lips around Grimmjow's length and sucked off the cream. Grimmjow cried out and wrapped his fingers in Ichigo's orange hair.

Ichigo concentrated on Grimmjow's cock and pushed it deeper into his mouth. Grimmjow moaned at the feeling of Ichigo's hot wet mouth around his cock. He kept himself from thrusting his hips and fucking his partner's mouth. Ichigo continued to suck and lick Grimmjow's length. Grimmjow soon became unable to take it any longer, "Ich—ah! Nnn, fuck…coming…!" Grimmjow's semen poured into the back of Ichigo's throat causing him to swallow some and cough up the rest. Grimmjow sat up and looked at Ichigo worriedly, "Hey, you okay? I'm sorry…"

Ichigo cleared his throat and wiped the excess from his lips. He grinned and looked up at Grimmjow. "It's fine. It's my fault." He stood up and kissed Grimmjow on the lips. "I wasn't expecting so much."

Grimmjow grinned and kissed Ichigo's neck, "Where next?" Ichigo took his hand and led him the short distance from the kitchen into the living room.

Ichigo walked over to the couch and leaned forward over the back of it and spread apart his legs. He looked over his shoulder back at Grimmjow and moaned, "Nnn, fuck me." Grimmjow blushed at the sight and quickly grew hard again. He grabbed Ichigo's hips and quickly inserted. He pounded harder into Ichigo than he had before. Ichigo cried out and gripped tightly to the couch. Ichigo's cock rubbed up against the couch. Ichigo's eyes clenched shut at the little amount of sexual release his cock was getting from the couch. Ichigo ground his hips into the couch while Grimmjow continued to fuck him harder into it. "Fuck…ah! There…fuck there…"

Ichigo cried out Grimmjow's name as he climaxed. Grimmjow leaned forward and turned Ichigo's head to kiss him as he reached his own climax. Ichigo panted tiredly and turned around to face Grimmjow. He wrapped his arms around him and laid his head on Grimmjow's chest. Grimmjow wrapped his arms around Ichigo and kissed the top of his head. Grimmjow grinned, "We haven't christened the bed yet."

Ichigo laughed, "We haven't christened a lot of things yet. You said we'd do it on every surface imaginable."

Grimmjow nodded, "and we still are. Let's do the bed next."