Grimmjow woke with a start, he was still unimaginably pissed off for having his first kiss stolen, but hadn't been able to detach the berry from his side last night. He had never kissed anyone before, not ever, if he wanted someone he wouldn't beat around the bush with foreplay. No, he took what he wanted and that would be the end of that.
So when his first kiss was so blatantly taken, just as nonchalantly as if it was a regular occurrence... Well...at first it had shocked him but now he was just pissed that the orangette had curled up next to him like it was nothing.
Grumbling, Grimmjow tried to shift his body out from underneath Ichigo, who was still snuggled into his side and had a possessive arm wrapped tight around Grimmjow's middle. Ichigo mumbled something that sounded like "mimyow" and Grimmjow refused to believe it was his name the carrot top was mumbling.
Ichigo nuzzled his nose into the crook of Grimmjow's neck, tickling the bluenette every time he let out a breath. "Mmm, Griiimm" the red head let out in a blissful sigh as he throws his bandaged thigh over Grimmjow like he had last night.
The bluenette groans as he feels Ichigo's morning wood pressed against his hip. Dear lord no. Grimmjow's animalistic instincts telling him that the beta by his side was ready for mating and he should get his ass into gear and take the others. Even though in reality Ichigo was just getting hard, not going into heat like Grimmjow's body thought. Damn his animal instincts! Grimmjow tensed and tried to lean his face and neck as far away from Ichigo as he could.
He couldn't give in to those feelings as Ichigo wasn't to be touched, especially after what he had already done. Ichigo was still healing and this paired with the fact that everyone knew about it and would be looking for signs that the bluenette had taken advantage of the berry again, left him at a dead end.
He wasn't sure whether or not Szayel had told the other Espada about Ichigo's condition, but if he had, it would mean that they knew what signs to look for. Still in his tensed position Grimmjow let out a sigh. This truly was hell.
Ichigo shifted against Grimmjow, pressing himself harder against the man, "Grimm-chann, are you awake?" the younger asked. Grimmjow in a flurry of panic shuts his eyes and shifts a little so he can relax his muscles without Ichigo noticing.
"Guess not then" Ichigo murmurs quietly, he shifts next to Grimmjow and gasps when his now fully erect member rubs against the elder's hip. Oh my god, what now?! He isn't going to keep doing that is he? I don't know if I'll be able to take it!
Grimmjow whines inside his head, silently cursing himself for not just pushing the strawberry away when he was questioned. Ichigo shifts around a little more, causing Grimmjow to get more riled up both sexually and emotionally. His anger and annoyance only fuelling his stubborn pride, him not wanting to get caught foxing by the orange devil that continued to tempt him more and more.
Ichigo doesn't stop moving around, rubbing more insistently against Grimmjow's hip, his breath becoming faster. Little whimpers coming from his slightly quivering form every so often as Ichigo gets harder and harder within his boxers.
Fucking little shit! Grimmjow growls in his head, if he didn't stop this fast he wasn't sure that he could hold himself back. He decides on evasive manoeuvres, not wanting to put his back to the boy in fear he'd receive a 'surprise poke' in the rear, he shifts himself in a 'sleepy' roll to face the boy.
He immediately regrets it, but can't move again so soon in fear of ruining his guise. Ichigo purrs in approval, succeeding in stirring Grimmjow's instincts even more. Unwittingly Grimmjow lets out a small husky moan in answer to Ichigo's purr, and immediately slaps himself mentally. Such a fucking idiot! Just wake up now Grimmjow and you can still get out of all this!
Yet even after all the self reprimanding, Grimmjow doesn't move, and just continues his soft breaths of sleep. Ichigo giggles a little at Grimmjow's moan and curls his leg around Grimmjow's hip tighter pushing his throbbing cock against Grimmjow's half hard one.
Grimmjow's breathe hitches and he tries to cover it with a pained moan, not the best plan on earth but it's all the bluenette could come up with. He wouldn't admit it easily but Grimmjow was enjoying the lavish attention.
Finally deciding that he would let himself have at least a small amount of fun with the strawberry before waking up he shifts himself a little and throws his arm around Ichigo's waist. Nuzzling down into the pillow he draws Ichigo close and makes sure to hooking Ichigo's head under his chin.
The act was undeniably cutesy and almost made Grimmjow sick, but if it got Ichigo to believe he was asleep and continue his action, Grimmjow wouldn't complain.
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Ichigo was in heaven! Grimmjow was so adorable when he slept, adorable...and still completely busting with sex appeal. Waking to see Grimmjow bent at an angel that showed off all the muscles in his neck and shoulder.
The panther having lost his jacket during the night, Ichigo was graced with the mouth watering view of his torso and arms. Lovely, Ichigo swooned, he had already had his small way with the blue panthers hip, blushing slightly at his confidence.
As soon as Grimmjow tucked his head under his strong jaw, Ichigo was graced with a steady supply of Grimmjow's natural scent, chocolate mint. Heaven, I'm in actual heaven, Ichigo was so excited he was worried he'd pass out from lack of blood to the brain.
Without much hesitation Ichigo tightened his leg around Grimmjow's hip, drawing himself flush with the others strong body. Rubbing their erections together softly, he whimpers and kisses Grimmjow's neck softly in quick succession.
Feeling Grimmjow getting harder, Ichigo began to move faster, his breath coming harshly. Whimpering and moaning Ichigo was moving so harshly that their bodies where rocking softly from side to side.
Not liking that Grimmjow's kept moving away unintentionally every time he tried to press harder. Ichigo sat up slowly minding his still slightly bruised and sore shoulder, pushed Grimmjow's shoulder back so his body flopped back on to the bed. Grinning Ichigo crawled onto Grimmjow's lap and sat down on the now large bludge in his pants.
Trying not to place too much weight on the bluenette Ichigo braced himself on all fours (careful of his arm still) above Grimmjow. Lightly lying himself atop the strong body before he started to grind their engorged cock's harshly together.
So enraptured by the pleasure that was building, Ichigo didn't notice the pair of lust filled azure eyes burning holes into him. That was until he was staring up into them, having been flipped over and pinned harshly into the mattress beneath him.
A shocked gurgle leaving his lips as his body scorched under the cobalt gaze, even forgetting the stab of pain in his shoulder. The fierce look of serious and angered lust slightly frightened the carrot top, not because he feared the bluenette, he was just scared because he got caught doing something naughty.
"A-ah..Grimmjow" Ichigo giggled nervously, "I-uh...you're awake!" he exclaimed.
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The bluenette just lowered his face closer and sniffed Ichigo's neck. Grimmjow laughed mentally when he was met with a light strawberry scent. A low purr filled the air and Grimmjow leaned in to nibble and place soft kisses on Ichigo's neck.
He had no idea why he was acting this way, god only knows why but he even enjoyed the intimate actions. Not that he would ever say it out loud...ever.
Taking great care to not press on any of the boys partially healed injuries. Rocking his hips forward continuing from where Ichigo had stopped, the berry wrapping his legs around Grimmjow's hips tightly. Growling in pleasure and picking up his pace Grimmjow rubbing himself harder on the boy's erection.
Ichigo was crying out by now, drawing close to his orgasm, he was wriggling and panting and making Grimmjow whine with want. Fuck he so badly wanted to be thrusting into this boy's tight heat, just the thought of it making his movements animalistic and erratic.
"Ughh-Grimm..I-I'm gonna cum!" Ichigo gasped out, face flushed and hips gyrating faster with the promise of release. "Ah- Fuck! Yes- Ichi- just like that, say my name when you cum!" Grimmjow growls in rapture, feeling his release coming as well.
Ichigo mewled at Grimmjow's comment, arching his back and letting out a scream of the bluenette's name as he came in his pants. Grimmjow snarling in approval as the sounds coming from the carrot top pushed him over the edge.
Grimmjow's face morphed into the same angular animalistic snarl that had showed itself in their first encounter. It happened every time he came, a side effect of his animal side wanting to show its dominance over whoever he chose to be screwing at the time.
Grimmjow never really thought much of it, thinking it was just a part of sex, and most partners had told him it was sexy. Considering his previous partners where part animal too, he never stopped to think about the consequences of the face shown to a human.
Especially one, who had already seen the face, just couldn't remember it because the experience had been too traumatic. Grimmjow never did stop to think of these things until he was punched in the face and was reeling of the bed, hitting the floor harshly.
Grunting and rubbing his sore butt he lifts himself of the ground and looks over the bed, Ichigo was plastered up against the opposite wall. Trembling and whimpering Grimmjow wondered if the boy had got his memories of the other day back.
"Ichigo?" Grimmjow asks softly from his side of the bed, slowly getting up and nearing the curled up boy. Upon hearing Grimmjow's voice though he looks up in question, looking around the room in confusion.
"Grimmjow, how did we get over here?" Ichigo asked with a little chuckle.
"What?"
"What?"
Ichigo and Grimmjow looked at each other in confusion for a moment before Ichigo laughed and scooted over to Grimmjow. The berry snuggled into Grimmjow's chest and took a deep inhale, giggling a bit as he sighs and snuggles closer.
"That was fun Grimmy, can we do it again later?" Ichigo asked mischievously, looking with puppy dog eyes at Grimmjow. Grimmjow new Ichigo was due for his daily check up and injections. They had to get him ready for the upcoming experiment.
"Uh...yea maybe later, right now we need to get ready for your appointment, so why don't we get you in the shower?" Grimmjow said calmly. He had no idea why he was acting so kindly bit it seemed to be getting the berry to do whatever he wanted, so he let it go.
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Szayel had just finished the proper injections for Ichigo's healing and the preparation injections needed for the experiment. Ichigo just sat on Grimmjow's lap, squeezing the other mans shirt hard when the needles pierced his skin.
"Is it almost over Grimmjow? These needles hurt!" Ichigo asked angrily, sending a scowl over at Szayel. Grimmjow just chuckles at the hate radiating towards the pink haired Espada, loving the attitude.
Szayel had been looking at them funny the entire morning, wondering why both of them seemed to be acting more intimate. Well, less so Grimmjow as Ichigo, who had practically draped himself all over the sexta all morning.
After all the ejections where done, Grimmjow and Szayel walked Ichigo back to Grimmjow's apartment and sat him down to eat a few slices of human fruit. Szayel pulled him to the side just a little ways away from Ichigo, still within eyesight but not within earshot.
"What did you do to him?" Szayel snapped angrily.
"Me? I did nothing! He was the one who started rubbing himself up against me! I told you he couldn't keep his hands to himself but you just left and told me to suck it up!" Grimmjow growled.
"Like that's my fucking fault! Look I don't care what he does to you, you are not to touch him! Understand!?" Szayel hissed.
"It's not like I can just ignore him! He was literally on top off me! I'm a grown man! I can't just...-I can't just NOT do anything!" Grimmjow seethed, not understanding how he could be blamed for this! Ridiculous!
"Fine, whatever, just don't go fucking him like you did before, that would ruin the whole experiment!" Szayel snapped haughtily before he stormed off out of the room, no doubt to find Nnoitra.
Going to sit back down next to Ichigo, Grimmjow glowered and glared at the pink haired Espada. Ichigo nudged his way into Grimmjow's lap, plopping down and continuing to munch on his fruit. The soft curves of Ichigo's ass rubbing into Grimmjow's cock, the sexta Espada gritting his teeth and readjusting the berry.
Three days until the experiment, he just had to hold out for three days, and then he could fuck the strawberry. Well, as soon as he healed he could, and he wouldn't have to worry about a thing.
Or so he thought.
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