We were too lazy to write a opening... So... On with the story!
-Fifi
Ichigo ran his thumb through his hair, breathing in the sweet scent that surrounded him. The scent of Grimmjow. He smiled and tucked his hand inside of his sleeping mate's own palm.
"Hmm… You're cute when you sleep… which is weird… because you usually either look incredibly sexy to me, or ferociously angry with me…" He kissed Grimm's forehead lightly, and left their bed walking to his drawers to get dressed. Before choosing his outfit he slipped out of his clothing completely and gave a gasp of surprise as arms clasped around his waist loosely, and he smelled the familiar scent he had been breathing in earlier. Grimm smirked and rested his head in his new favorite place, the crook of Ichigo's neck which seemed to be the perfect place for Grimm to fit.
"Good-morning babe… I heard whatcha said… Mind ya, you won't get away with callin' me cute all the time… but I'll let ya off the hook just this once... " Grimm winked so Ichi could just see him out of the corner of his eye. Ichigo chuckled and raised his arm, ruffling Grimmjow's cerulean locks.
"I was actually about ta- Nnnnghh! Grimm not now…" Grimmjow had began rubbing the tip of Ichigo's member playfully, teasing him in effect.
"I know baby, I was playin'... but i may not be able to contain myself tonight... " Ichigo smiled. He couldn't contain the happiness he felt. He planted a kiss on his lover's lips thoughtfully. "But it's funny, I like that I'm the only man who can mark ya and make you hard with one touch… Little ichi looks more than excited to see me!~" Ichigo blushed turning around and throwing a pair of pants at Grimm.
"Go away you horny shit! Not right now!" Ichi sighed… he would probably survive not relieving himself of this erection… luckily… If Grimmjow continued… he wasn't sure what could have gone down.
"Aw babe, you love it!" Grimm went off somewhere in the house, and Ichi didn't care to inquire where. He simply dressed and hollered with a loud voice,
"As I was saying, before some peeping tom interrupted... " He coughed an insult, "Asshole, I mean, what? Anyways, I was saying that I was actually about to leave! I'm supposed to hang with Rukia and the others today… I was gonna leave you a note and let ya sleep though… Sorry for waking you…" he said, genuinely concerned for the other's comfort.
"Oh, I already knew~ I'm coming with you!" Grimmjow yelled as he jogged towards the door, fully clothed and quite handsome as usual. Ichigo took a moment to take in the sight of the clean-shaven, hair gelled blueberry.
"Damn… You look… delicious?" He joked around, and then came to realization of what the tom had said. Before he could freak out, Grimm replied with a smug look,
"Oh babe, not as delicious as I find you right now…" he licked his lips and walked forward, grabbing Ichigo's hands. It still felt strange to be able to kiss the boy whenever he wanted… he didn't even have to fool him into some stupid romantic scenario. With Ichigo speechless, he leaned in, pressing their hips together sensually and placing his lips against Ichi's romantically. Ichi mumbled something, trying to retort to Grimm tagging along, but simply gave up as Grimm would not let him speak, knowing how defiant he'd be. Ichigo finally pushed his hands against Grimm's sculpted chest, and spoke,
"Hahh… Nngh, Grimm, god… I love making out but not until I can't fuckin' breath!" he said hotly. Grimm grabbed his hand laughing hysterically, and started walking to the car.
"Shut up pussy…" Grimm smirked at him.
"Yeah right… we know who the real pussy is here Grimmjow…" They both started when they heard a low grumble coming from the kitchen, "Well I guess that answers that..."
They arrived at the nearby coffee shop where all of them were meeting up, before heading to the mall. Ichigo smiled,
"Just try to contain yourself today… don't like make out with me… and i'm not embarrassed! Even if i was dating a girl i wouldn't like make-out in front of all my friends." Ichigo rubbed the back of his head hoping Grimm would buy his excuse. Grimm nodded, looking a bit deflated, but still accepted the situation.
"You better make up for this Kurosaki…" He glared at him half-heartedly. Ichigo went up to the outside table full of his friends, and greeted each of them. He pulled over an unclaimed chair, placing himself between Rukia and Renji, and beckoned Grimm to join the table. The conversions that were going on came to a complete stop when the bluenette sat down in another chair behind a smiling Ichigo.
"Umm... Ichigo?" Orihime chirped, "I see you and Grimmjow are getting along now?" She looked up at the two, along with everyone else, expecting an answer for their sudden close proximity. Grimmjow and Ichigo glanced at eachother before addressing Ichigo's friends.
"I don't... really understand the question...? We've always been pretty close? I mean... we live together and all too..." Rukia rolled her intellectual violet eyes, scoffing.
"No, you shit-brain. You guys are never this civil, you usually are at eachother's throats when you get within 10ft of one another..." Grimmjow narrowed his eyes at her, and she stared right back, slim eyebrow raised and all. Ichigo and Orihime looked back and forth at the staring competition while the others carried on with their own conversations, only half paying attention. Rukia stuck out her tongue at Grimm, making him angrier than ever,
"Control your midget god-dammit, Ichigo!" he yelled. Ichigo merely laughed at their quarrel, smiling fondly at the cerulean haired male.
"Grimm, you gotta behave too ya know!" Ichigo's chuckle was cut short when Grimmjow leaned in closer to growl in his ear, puffs of breath tickling his nape.
"That's more punishment for later if you keep this up." He discreetly rubbed patterns against the patch of showing skin along the small of his back. Ichigo's face flushed a brilliant crimson, and he turned to spit back a retort when Orihime quipped in again.
"AH! Kurosaki-kun! Your face is all red! Are you heating up again?!" Ichigo sputtered and Grimmjow looked away smirking.
"Wha-what are you talking about.. Me... heating up again?"
"We heard you got sick with a fever and that's why you stayed at home all day yesterday! Are you still sick? You could have just stayed home! I'm mean, I'm quite glad you came out here and all... It's just... I-I care for you Kurosaki-Kun..." Orihime trailed off sporting a blush of her own. Grimmjow tried his best to behave, holding in a grumble of dissatisfaction, but was unable to stop his eye from twitching slightly.
"Oh… thanks 'Hime… Yeah… I'm not completely better yet I suppose. I'm still a bit weak." Ichigo sighed and wrapped his arms around himself.
"Well!~ Let's all go buy suits and swim!" Orihime said excitedly, "That might help lower your body temperature and relax you!" And with that, it was decided.
Luckily they had arrived at the store just in time. There was only an hour before it closed. Grimmjow immediately walked in, and got lost in the aisles so the others couldn't see him, making Ichigo chase after him.
"What are you doing in the maternity suits aisle?" Ichigo questioned the blue-headed man, but before he could say another word he was roughly forced into a changing room, and pinned against a wall.
"Ichigo… stop teasing me babe… It's hard enough being ignored by you all day… just your voice makes me horny… grrrah…" Grimm grumbled in annoyance. "Now we're going to change… together. I'll get us some suits!" Grimm left the room allowing Ichi to ponder what he had gotten himself into. He leaned against the mirrored wall and sighed, waiting for his grumpy cat to return.
"A'ight, ready?" Grimm threw the suit at Ichi, and they both turned around, facing the walls,Ichigo having the decency to not look up at the reflection .
"Yeah… as long as ya don't do anything sneaky babe." Ichigo sniggered out, and turned around when he had finished changing. The swim trunks Grimm had picked out for his were surprisingly very comfortable… he had not expected that from his perverted little partner. When he saw what Grimm had on he let a gasp of surprise out.
"G-grimm… that… looks… really interesting…?" he struggled for words, regretting ever opening his mouth. Grimm had on a tight fitted pair of what were called 'swim jammers.' More or less just swim trunks made from flexible fabric that clung to the skin. However, the only reason they looked so good on Grimm was how… 'fitting' they were... Accentuating his package nicely. Outlining everything that needed to be outlined per-say. Ichigo couldn't control himself as he rested his fingers just inside the hem of the tight swimwear. He leaned forward eagerly.
"Really er... nice...Grimm…" he said, his face red.
"Yeah? Well, I'm sure it's nothing compared to how edible your ass looks in those though" he gave Ichi's rear a firm smack, the noise echoing slightly in the confined area.
"Gah! Now is not the time for that!" He rapidly stripped out of the trunks, not caring about the hungry gaze coming from Grimm. He shoved his normal clothes on and turned to leave and regroup with the others before things got too out of hand there, but a strong arm blocked his escape route, and the rest of the body following suit.
"I can't let cha go just yet now can I? I haven't given you a taste of what's to come when we get back home~" he reached behind Ichigo, grasping his soft flesh and forcing their bodies close enough to make Grimm's erection known, "see, you're gonna have to take responsibility for this," he gave a sharp thrust for emphasis, "didn't you say something like that to me before?" He continued rutting against the shaking Strawberry, "Let me ask... Do you want to cum? Do ya want me to relive you of this?" He snaked a hand down, pressing his palm flush against Ichi's covered member while his other hand steadied the erratic hip thrusts.
"Y-yes."
"Yes what?"
"Yes... I-guhh... I want you to get me off." Ichigo grabbed at the taller males shoulders to balance himself.
"Well I would be happy to Berry-kun, but you've forgotten this is a punishment... Meaning it seems if you want to cum, you're gonna hav' ta finish yourself off," Grimmjow pulled away, nearly making the now glaring orangette fall over. Shuffling to the corner, Grimm changed into his own casual clothes and sat down on a bench that was attached to the dressing room wall.
"Enjoying the view?" Ichigo hissed, moving his legs to create his own friction.
"Indeed~" he smirked, eyes following slender fingers reach to cup the bulge through the denim of Ichi's jeans.
"Ah-ah-ah~ no hands allowed!~"
Ichigo's head shot up to glare disbelievingly at smiling azure orbs.
"How do you expect me to... to get off?" The last part came out just barely a level above a whisper.
"Hmmm, I suppose I'll be generous and assist you for this one in the very least,"
He beckoned for the lithe figure to meander over and situated Ichigo on his leg, "There. I've done my part, I'm sure you're capable of the rest yes? And do be careful of making a mess will you?" Sighing, and glaring, Ichigo began rocking back and forth, whimpering at the jolt of pleasure being sent throughout his body.
"You're a fuckin' sadist you know..."
"Hmm? Well, I don't think I'm putting you through any real pain now am I? And I could've call you a masochist last night when you practically came jus' from me biting and nibbling on you..." Grimm bumped his leg upwards drawing out another grateful sigh. A few more well placed bounces of the leg and hard thrusts had Ichi leaning in and biting down on broad shoulders to muffle his scream when he had finally been able to ejaculate, "Haaaaaahh~" he took a few seconds to come down from his high. Looking down, there were now damp splotches from where his cum was splattered on his boxers.
"Tsk tsk. Bad boy. I thought I told you to not make a mess. Now look what you've gone and done to your pants... Well mostly your underwear, but still." Ichi groaned in horror,
"How are we gonna clean up? Our friends are probably already sending out security guards to find us..." Grimmjow took Ichi's chin between his fingers a bit roughly.
"Don't worry… no one will notice. Just go to the bathroom and clean your damn fine self up." The blushing male stood up shakily, limbs still loose from the previous activities. He made his way quickly to the bathroom leaving Grimmjow to buy their swimsuits and tell the others where they were earlier.
When he had finished making himself look decent enough to go out in public again, he walked over to the group in time to hear the story Grimm had made up.
"We were getting a drink to cool off while we waited for some of your slow asses to find something to wear," he sent a pointed glare towards a certain big bosomed strawberry blonde, who glanced at the floor in embarrassment, "and then Ichi went and got an icecream cone which dripped on his lap 'cuz he's a fuckin' moron and can't eat icecream like a normal goddamn human being. So he went to the bathroom..."
"And here I am! The human that apparently can't function!" Ichigo stepped up to them so that he was on the opposite side of Grimmjow.
"Ah! Kurosaki-kun! I'm sorry for making you wait... Are your pants okay? If they stain you can scrub them with detergent first before you actually wash them!" Orihime babbled on about different ways to get out all sorts of stains. Rukia, sharp as ever, knew something was going on between the two men… or rather children, but kept her mouth closed.
She opted for grabbing a surprised Renji's hand and walked towards the exit not stopping to wait for the others knowing they would follow on their own. Ichigo didn't miss Rukia's suggestive look, and he almost felt bad that he hadn't told her anything about his new relationship. He made a note to single her out and tell her later. However, now was not the time with everyone else there. Grimmjow chuckled, assuming everyone had bought the lie completely, and continued on merrily with the rest of the gang.
When they had arrived they had all quickly changed, eager to situate themselves in the calming waters of the pool… or as calming as they could be with Grimmjow, Ichigo, and Renji's rowdy bickering. It was no surprise that Orihime has chosen a pink floral patterned two piece that showed her curves off well, probably to impress a certain orange haired male. Although it was a surprise that Rukia had purchased a navy blue bikini. She wasn't the 'entire package and more' like Orihime, but it did compliment her slender figure nicely. As the girls had arrived later than the men from their rooms, they were cast almost prying glances from the straight men from the bunch. Ichigo smirked at Rukia and hollered,
"AY RUKIA!~ DIDN'T START WEARIN' BIKINIS UNTIL YOU WENT OUT WITH RENJI!~" quite loudly. It seemed as if Rukia had to restrain herself from murdering the blatant 'asshole' as she plummeted into the pool after him, thrusting her arms back and forth at a fast murderous rate to reach him.
"Why- I'LL KILL YOU FUCKIN' TWAT!" Rukia screeched maniacally. Grimmjow laughed as Orihime yelped at the sudden waves of water, sheltering herself under the cool water of the pool. Rukia now had Ichi in a headlock; it was easy for her to hold him tight when she could lift double her own weight under water.
"Agh, uh Rukia! I… It…. gahhff… joke! joke! Spare... me….. gahhhff kahgh." Ichi choked under her grasp as Renji tried to calm her. Rukia turned around facing Ichigo, her cheeks red.
"You stay out of my relationship, dammit Kurosaki! Or we'll start having a conversation about those ice-cream stains…" She smirked at the panicked Strawberry. She then pulled Renji's ear, calling him Abarai and yelling at him for some reason… probably because of his earlier prying eyes. Of course Renji wouldn't lay a hand on her, so he merely braced through her harsh treatment. Rukia's words had not gone unnoticed of course. Tatsuki and the other guys had heard her loud and clear, their curiosity piqued. On the other hand Orihime was still under water, small air bubbles rising to the surface as she struggled to hold her breath any longer, with a frantic Grimmjow at her side trying to raise her body so she would have access to oxygen.
"Dammit, you idiot Inoue!" Grimmjow blazed at the young girl's incompetence. To which made everyone turn heads and face them. No one swore at Orihime Inoue, the most innocent of all of them. Tatsuki looked into Grimm's blue eyes as if continuously stabbing them with daggers. However, Orihime looked around and to see them all stop fighting made her forget about the comment and smile cheerfully at them.
"Aww, you're silly Grimmjow~" She squealed with joy gleaming in her eyes. "I know, let's play a game! Grimmjow, come here!"Orihime chased after a reluctant Grimmjow as with surprising strength she jumped on his back and squished her thighs around his neck so hard his nose started to bleed.
"Oh God! Inoue! Get the fuck off me I think I'm going to… gahhfff" She squeezed harder. "Okay!~ Now, Tatsuki, you on Ichi's shoulders, and Rukia on on Renji's!~" She said, delightedly. Rukia looked at her defiantly but Tatsuki knew what she was planning.
"Git yer but over here asshat! I'm gettin' on your shoulders!" Tats yelled at her longtime friend.
"Aghh, get away from me Tatsuki! You're scaring me! AHHGGG!" He said as she practically lassoed her body around him. He humphed and put his hand around her thighs to hold her onto him. Rukia finally gave in, reaching cautiously at Renji's head and wrapping herself around him. He smiled gleefully, glad she was trying something obviously out of her comfort zone. She looked around for a bit, to reassure herself then accusingly looked at her strawberry blonde friend.
"So… uh, what's the game!?" Orihime smirked, putting her fist out as if determined to win. "Alllllllriight!~ So, we, the girls on top, fight each other and try to knock each other off the men's shoulders!" With a sudden eerie fury she looked at the girls as they sized each other up. The only one that could be a challenge would be Tatsuki. Rukia stared back at her, feeling suddenly competitive.
"Don't dismiss me, Inoue! I am from the Kuchiki clan, and I will not loose! We can do this Ren!" Renji smirked, holding onto her thighs as light as he could, trying not to disturb her determined mentality. After Rukia's little speech both Renji and her ran to the sides letting Orihime and Tatsuki fight first.
"I won't hold myself back, Hime! Aha~" Tatsuki gave her a challenge while Grimmjow simply smirked at Ichigo, not hiding his excitement. The smirk tormented Ichi's insides, making him nervously fidget his toes as Tatsuki and Orihime lurched forward in their 'brawl.' Eventually the fight was neck and neck, keeping Ichi and Grimm facing eachother, about a constant one foot away. With the two girls wrestling, it wasn't long before Ichi was almost short of breath from trying to keep both him and Tatsuki from toppling over altogether. But Grimmjow seemed full of energy. Ichi sighed… the other male of course hadn't faltered once. Not with those rippling muscles of his; not that Ichigo didn't have great muscles himself. This irked Ichigo to no end, so taking desperate measures, he lunged forwards, causing their bodies to collide with such force that all four of them went down. As they resurfaced, the two girls continued wrestling, and Rukia not wanting to be left out of the fun, urged Renji to join them. while Grimm gripped onto Ichigo's waist. They were facing each other, chest pressed against chest, foreheads leaning against the other. Ichigo's arms were wrapped around Grimm's neck, holding on for dear life. Grimm looked down at the other, grin in place. He had waited for an opportunity like this, and he wasn't going to waste it,
"Hey guys, I think that might o' taken a bit of energy outta the lil' Berry, so we're gonna start heading back and changing!" Ichigo hadn't caught onto his mischief and stated,
"Dammit no, we are gonna win this fight!"
Grimmjow's eye twitched as he glared in annoyance at his wet strawberry,
"You already won. My team was the first down into the water. Plus we should get home so you can help me take care of a certain something?" He nudged his pelvis onto the other's, making a certain bulge's presence known. Ichigo flushed and nodded weakly, muttering a small agreement that they were headed out, well aware of the eyes that followed the two out of the pool and into the locker rooms. Once clear of my prying eyes and made sure no one else was in there with them, Grimm shoved the other against the wall and shoved his mouth onto Ichi's, planting their lips together. He nibbled on the lower part of the already bruised lips, savoring the sweet taste. The bluenette rocked his hips rhythmically, as he continued to devour the panting male.
"Grimm... St-ahhh. Stop, wait a sec!" He forced the other away, wiping the saliva that had dripped out of his mouth during their make out session. Grimmjow grunted trying to regain contact, only to have a fist connect to his cheek, "I'M TRYING TO TALK HERE DAMMIT!" Ichigo breathed in and out to collect himself while Grimm pouted and held a hand to his face.
"Jesus, fine. What?" Grimm grumbled.
"Ugh. If you want to do anything hurry up and actually change so we can go home!" He stomped over to his locker throwing his bag onto a nearby counter. Grimmjow followed suit, eager at the promise of more than just making out. He gave a firm slap to the exposed berry's rear, causing said Berry to yelp, as he went to the showers to rinse the chlorine out of his hair. They made it out just in time to see the others start leaving the pool.
"We're gonna go back home, I guess the match took more out of Ichi than I though. See us guys some other time!" Grimmjow was about to make his way out the doors with his boyfriend, but apparently Orihime had other ideas. She ran up to his Ichigo and have him a large bear hug, getting his shirt wet with her bikini.
"Ahh! Kurosaki-kun! Do take care of yourself ok?! It would be bad if you got sick again!" She gave him a worried stare, even when he insisted that he would be fine and just needed a nap or a good night's rest. Grimm tugged his slightly damp love away from the large bosomed blond, and towards their car. Once in, they started driving in awkward silence until they reached their place and parked in front of it.
"You gonna tell me what the hell that was back there?" Ichigo said, breaking the silence.
"What was what?" Grimmjow snapped back.
Ichi rolled his eyes and took a hold of a tense hand, "Back at the pool... when we were leaving and Orihime hugged me...you pulled me away with so much force, I was afraid that you might have ripped my arm off!" He ended the sentence with a slight chuckle, trying to lighten the roundly darkening mood.
"I'm sorry..." Grimmjow stared worriedly at the slender fingers grasping his, "I didn't mean to hold you that hard.. I just... I just hate it when the Inoue girl talks to you..." He felt a reassuring squeeze come from Ichi's hand. When he looked up, he saw a bright smile coming from his orange haired boyfriend.
"You numbnuts. You know Orihime doesn't like me that way!" He giggled to himself when he me noticed the other's surprised face, "I'm taking it that you didn't know that she was already interested in someone else? Although she won't tell us who...and besides...I thought I was already yours..." Ichigo trailed his free hand up to the broad shoulders. And then resting at his palm at the base of Grimm's neck. This snapped the blueberry out of his mind and into reality. The reality of actually finally having his protector, and the thought of being able to call the other as his was enough to spring another hard-on. Without any warning he lunged forward, kissing and sucking at the delicious flesh that was heating up beneath him.
"Gah! G-Grimm! Can't you wait till we get inside?!" The only response he got was a loud growl and the driver door being shoved opened so Grimm could get out and retrieve his prize from the passenger seat. They clumsily made their way to Grimmjow's bedroom, just narrowly avoiding a collision with Shero, who was lounging around on "her" (really everything on the house was her's if you could ask her) couch and went to see what all the loud and unpleasant noises were coming from, which is when she nearly got trampled. They somehow did safely make it into the bedroom. And when they flopped onto the bed, Grimm started to peel their clothes off.
"Grimm... No, wait..." Ichigo pepped himself on his elbows to look at blue hair popping up from between his legs. Grimmjow growled louder than when they were out in the car.
"What. Now?!" He glared impatiently up at his soon to be mate. Ichigo winced, knowing the other wouldn't be happy with his next words.
"I... I'm not quite ready right now... Please Grimm. Not just yet...I want to save it for a special occasion... Not just some mindless fucking." He pulled his love's face towards his own, giving a small peck on the lips as a peace offering. Grimmjow rolled over and laid on the bed, limbs sprawled out, and hand clutching onto Ichi's.
"Yeah. I understand... Sorry for trying to rush you just now..." He shifted so he was looking straight at his boyfriend's eyes, "Can we at least cuddle and watch some bad T.V.? I actually am pretty fucking tired..." He didn't wait for Ichigo to reply before he started to drag both of them to the couch and turning on the television onto some random channel that happened to be showing a romcom. They snuggled up side by side, both fitting perfectly together like two pieces of their own puzzle. A few moments later had them both dozing off into blissful sleep. One mind ecstatic on being able to feel the warmth at his side, while the other turned to a more naughty side, thoroughly planning for the next day's events...
We apologize for our crappy writing/author skills. I have failed once again with not updating, and in general, not writing whatsoever. Not even when S.M. Asked me to. I am a lazy butt. But we're now in the process of making the next chapter, as a sorry to you guys, and also because we missed Grimm's B-day. Stay with us till then please!
-Fifi
