AN: Sorry for the late update everyone, been super busy with so much. Lot's is going on here just finished my final exams which I failed :D ! So, lets celebrate with a new chapter. I even put a little somethin' in this one so maybe you guys can forgive me for being late? ;) enjoy...

Ichigo had left to make sure that his sisters were asleep, and that his father wouldn't bother the two boys for the rest of the night. Nothing really out of the ordinary there, he always did this to make sure that no one walked in on him when he was having his fun.

He stepped back into the room to find his best friend resting in his bed. He was on his back, in a relaxed state but he still managed to ooze so much sex appeal.

His hands rested behind his head, keeping it up a bit, which also caused his muscles to flex. He didn't have on anything more than a pair of blue, and black checker boxed pajama pants, just as he always did, his legs were stretched out to the end of the bed with his left lazily draped over his right, and his natural intense azure eyes were glancing over at Ichigo as he slowly closed the door.

Ichigo began taking off his own clothes, as he preferred to sleep in his underwear. He peeled off his clothes in no more than a few minutes, not exactly paying attention to his best friend, who was practically drooling. Ichigo was not a bad looking guy, that's an understatement he knew he was damn sexy Shiro literally drilled that into him.

Aside from his naturally bright orange hair, and auburn eyes he was pretty tall, though not as tall as Grimmjow, but he was getting there. He was an even six feet; though he was thin he was still rather toned. His arms had a bit of muscle definition to them, along with his chest, his stomach was flat, and he had washboard abs to match. His legs like the rest of his body were smooth, lacking any kind of hair. He had strong calves, and matching thighs and his rear was small yet firm and full.

The type of underwear he wore were no better than going commando. He always wore boxer briefs, they were comfortable, and no...that's it they were just comfortable. It showed ever curve that was hidden beneath the rather thin, tight cloth, including the outline of his half erect member.

Grimmjow was having second thoughts about putting that camera up as soon as his best friend began stripping in front of him. It was as if he were doing it on purpose, his moves were so fluid, and so drawn together, it didn't help that Ichigo had a great body, let alone those frilly underwear he wore.

What color do we have today?

Grimmjow thought to himself, his eyes not being able to tear away from his best friend, he chewed a bit into his bottom lip as Ichigo dropped his pants revealing his underwear to his friend.

Red, and white stripes? You've got to be kidding me; he's doing this on purpose.

He swallowed back a bit, and then turned his gaze up to the ceiling trying his damndest, to let his mind, or his eyes wander over to his stripper of a best friend at the moment. Now wouldn't be the best time to sport a boner. He had to figure out what was going on, no matter what the consequence was he was going to figure out what was up with Ichigo.

Ichigo switched his light off which didn't do much justice because the moonlight lit up his room like a candle. He got into bed with his friend; neither of them exchanged words, as they had done it a million times before. Ichigo rested his head onto Grimmjow's chest, and draped his arm over his abdomen.

He sniffed a bit, noting at how good Grimmjow smelled it was his natural scent. Did he honestly have to smell so good? He could've gone into much deeper thought about his friend, if he wasn't torn from his trance by his low, deep voice.

"Ichi?" Grimmjow called out, not bothering to look down.

"Yeah Grimm?" He asked in return, not bothering to look up at him.

"Remember when I came out to you, about ya know being bi and everything?"

"Yeah, it was freshman year in high school. It was your first year on the football team, and you told me that showering with the other guys made you feel different."

"Heh, you remember it word for word dontcha?" Grimmjow let out a brief chuckle.

"Of course Grimm, you remember when I came out?"

"Heh, as I recall you never came out to me. I caught you givin' head to Shiro in the boy's bathroom freshman year." He began chuckling once more, and Ichigo nodded into his chest letting out a soft chuckle himself.

"Mhm…but why do you ask Grimmy?"

"Well, I remember when I told you, I thought you would stop talkin' to me and stuff but, you just listened to me and treated me the same. At that point I knew I could tell you anything, I could trust you with anything Ichigo. You do know if there is something you want to tell me I'm here for you no matter what, I'm here right?"

Ichigo kept quiet for a moment, Grimmjow looked down at him and Ichigo had a pretty guilty look on his face.

"Yes Grimm, I know…but I'm getting kind of tired…can we just go to sleep?" Ichigo spoke, Grimmjow could practically hear the guilt in his voice but he wouldn't instigate it. He would get his answers one way or another.

"Sure Ichi. Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

Ichigo felt a bit guilty about practically lying to his best friend about what was going on. There was obviously sexual tension about them both, he was trying not to act different but obviously it wasn't working because Grimmjow said that.

He stayed awake, just waiting for the moment for his best friend to fall into a deep sleep which would only take no more than a few minutes. Of course, within a few minutes Grimmjow was sleeping and that's when Ichigo pulled up from him and moved to the foot of the bed. He saw his sleeping form, the guilt had gone away and the lust had returned.

He waited a few more moments, before a grin played onto his face. He pulled off his underwear, and crawled over to a sleeping Grimmjow. The party was just about to begin...

Grimmjow had woken up without his best friend on his chest. He patted his arm around for Ichigo immediately opening his eyes when he was nowhere to be found. He looked over at the alarm clock, it was still pretty early in the morning, but once he was up and Ichigo wasn't with him he wouldn't be able to go back to sleep. He got out of the bed, and stood up stretching himself out. He noticed the drawstrings to his pants were loosened as the fell straight to his ankles, and not to his surprise his boxers were on backwards. Something happened last night.

The camera…

Grimmjow remembered he put up a safety net just in case. He stepped over, to where the textbooks were, and Ichigo's backpack and he grabbed his simple, black digital Nixon, digital camera. He thanked the heavens that he fully charged it the night before, as it still had about half the battery left. He opened up the door with the camera in his hand, and peeked out of it. As he thought Ichigo was in the shower, which meant he had just about forever to look at his footage.

He closed the door, then made his way over to the bed, and sat down. He stopped the filming, and then he grabbed Ichigo's laptop, and plugged his camera into it. He sat the laptop in his lap, and waited for the video to upload. As it did, he proceeded to play it.

Everything was normal; he set up the camera, and then jumped back into bed making the most casual pose he could as Ichigo stepped back into the bedroom. He fast forwarded a bit too where he was finally sleeping, when he noticed something.

Ichigo had gotten up, and sat across from him. Then a wicked grin played on his lips and he crawled over to Grimmjow's sleeping form. He pulled off his underwear and set them aside. Then he sat on Grimmjow's hips, straddling him. He leaned down and began placing soft kisses down Grimmjow's body, not missing his neck, his collarbone, or his chest. As he got down to his abdomen he trailed his tongue down to his pant line. And let his teeth tug apart at his drawstring pulling the neat bow, apart loosening them. His hands went up and began pulling down both his pants and boxers at the same time until they pooled around his ankles.

Grimmjow's eyes widened as his friend stripped himself of the remains of both their clothing. Ichi…what're you doin' ta me…

Ichigo let his hand grab Grimmjow's limp member, and he began lightly stroking it arousing the male in his sleep. In an instant he was hard, he lowered himself so that their chests were pressed together, and wrapped his hand around both of their erections. He began to stroke at them both letting a soft moan slip from his lips.

Grimmjow's mouth immediately went agape; he was being fondled in his sleep. His thoughts were right, Ichigo wanted him! He could feel himself getting a bit hard from the sight to behold, but things only escalated from that point.

Ichigo began sucking into Grimmjow's neck, and had even begun to run his fingers through his hair as he slept. He got up not caring that he left a dark mark on his neck, and then he moved lower between Grimmjow's legs, and began to suck him off. His hand was still between his own legs, pleasuring himself. The camera was angled to show everything, including the pleasured looks on both their faces.

Why is this so hot? I should want to kill that little horny bastard…but fuck… Grimmjow let his hand fall into his underwear, as he hadn't bothered to put his pants back on and he let his hand adjust his awkwardly placed erection.

Ichigo had moving uncontrollably strange, as if he had a thousand ants over his body. Lewd sounds were coming from the speakers, from Ichigo in fact as Grimmjow's arousal was in his mouth. Grimmjow's jaw clenched and his fingers clenched into the sheets below him, as his hips bucked up into Ichigo's mouth, indicating that he had achieved his orgasm. His entire form relaxed then he began softly snoring, not fazed by anything. Ichigo's got off Grimmjow's now limp member and, brought his trembling body off of the bed. Ichigo left the room, and the camera showed that Ichigo had released himself onto the bed. He came back and cleaned his mess from the sheets, then pulled his underwear back on. He clothed his best friend very tiredly, and then he gave a soft yawn and went back to Grimmjow's chest and fell asleep.

Grimmjow's erection was aching at this point, as he figured out just what was going on. Everything had started to make sense at that point. Why Ichigo was so moody at times, why he would have him over all the time, the kid was sexually frustrated.

He couldn't stay mad at Ichigo for what he did, though he was violated in his sleep, it turned him on more than anything and he would gladly help little Ichi with this problem of his. Though…there was problem with that, he wouldn't allow for their friendship to be ruined just for him to be a rebound, he valued their friendship more than that.

Ichigo stepped into the bedroom with a fluffy pink towel dangling loose around his waist; Grimmjow looked up from the laptop with a smirk to his lips.

"You." His voice had still sounded as if he had just gotten up, but was still throaty, and was sinking with animalistic lust. His eyes were doing no better; they had gone from a bright cerulean, to a navy blue.

Ichigo had fulfilled his very guilty pleasure, and then fell asleep in his friend's chest. A few hours later, the alarm clock had gone off. He turned it off, not wanting to wake his friend from his dreams. He smiled wanting to have himself a bit of fun again, but noticed that he hadn't cleaned himself properly when he was having his fun, as there was dried cum at his own thigh and it was starting to sting whenever he moved.

"Fuck…" He whispered softly to himself then he slowly got out of the bed, and tiptoed from the room, and headed toward the shower.

His shower was relatively quick, he just wanted to rinse off and then head back to sleep before Grimmjow noticed he got up. He did just that, and stepped from the shower, drying himself off with the pink towel, then letting it wrap around his waist. He went back into his bedroom, and quietly opened the door, and stepped in. He closed the door, and nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard Grimmjow practically shout at him.

"You."

"Fuck Grimmjow! You scared the piss outta me, what the hell are yo-"Ichigo spoke in a low whisper, but was cut off as Grimmjow left the bed, and pressed their lips together in a hungry kiss. His hand was strong, when the towel was yanked off exposing Ichigo's already hard member.

Ichigo's eyes widened, as his lips met Grimmjow's soft ones then he pressed himself into it wanting more of his best friend. He parted his lips just a bit to let out a soft moan as Grimmjow reached down to grab his erection, but his moan was stifled by Grimmjow's tongue darting into his mouth. His hands found their way to Grimmjow's boxers, and he yanked them down.

Grimmjow picked him up, his legs immediately wrapping around Grimmjow's waist, and his arms around his neck. Ichigo didn't know what was going on with Grimmjow, but he honestly didn't give a fuck. They kept the deep kiss intact, their tongues curling, and slipping against each other in a fight for dominance, Grimmjow of course winning, but that didn't keep Ichigo from being aggressive. He let his hands go to the back of Grimmjow's wild hair, and he violently tugged at the locks breaking their kiss.

"Fuck, Grimmjow my neck! Bite it!" He spoke softly, but lust consumed his voice making it deeper than it was before.

Grimmjow let out a low growl at having his hair tugged, then obeyed biting fiercely into Ichigo's neck, causing a loud mewl to escape from him, which was quickly silenced by covering his mouth. Grimmjow carried Ichigo over to his desk and wiped everything off. He laid the man's back onto the cold wood. He let go of his neck, letting his teeth grab onto the flesh before he pulled all the way back.

Ichigo relaxed on the desk laying back, his eyes opened to look up at his friend, he had already began panting, and his cock was already leaking precum. His lips were parted a bit as he was trying to catch his breath but Grimmjow slipped two fingers into Ichigo's mouth and barked out to him.

"Wet 'em."

Ichigo complied and began sucking the fingers eagerly, enjoying just how Grimmjow tasted. His fingers were clean, and they tasted indescribably good. His tongue lapped over the two fingers properly wetting them before, a third one was slipped into his mouth. He did as he was told, and wet all three digits before they were torn from his mouth. Grimmjow grabbed Ichigo's legs and propped them upon his shoulders, then he forced his moistened index finger into Ichigo's hole. First reaching past the tight ring, and eventually as he went further inside until he was knuckle deep inside of Ichigo.

Ichigo arched his back and covered his mouth as he let out a loud moan, at how quickly he was penetrated. He tensed then relaxed against the finger as it slowly began to find its way in and out of him, then a second finger was sneaked in, and the pair began to scissor in and out of Ichigo. Strings of muffled groans were leaving Ichigo, in a faster succession, and it was doing nothing but making Grimmjow harder. A third finger was forced in stretching Ichigo out; he didn't feel pain but instead absolute pleasure. He began driving his hips back onto Grimmjow's fingers, as all three scissored in and out of him. His eyes went completely wide, and then went half lidded as Grimmjow found his prostate, and hooked his fingers into them. They were practically kneading into it; Ichigo moved his hand trying to form a complete sentence, knowing just what Grimmjow needed to hear.

"F-fu-….Hnn…F-fuck me Grim-Grimmjow pleas…please..."

Grimmjow's smirk had never left his face as he was teasing Ichigo, nor when he spoke to him. He ripped the fingers rather roughly from Ichigo's entrance. Who knew that Ichigo was such a masochist…?

Ichigo wasn't left empty for long, as Grimmjow's fingers were replaced by his massively long, thick cock which as practically throbbing, the head had even began weeping precum. He slammed himself all the way in not bothering to be the least bit gentle with Ichigo. He deserved it rough for what he had been doing to him in his sleep. He grabbed Ichigo's thighs, and began ramming into him mercilessly. He had been groaning lowly, but Ichigo was moaning, and his face was writhing as if he were a virgin. Fuck it was sexy.

Grimmjow knew he wasn't going to last long, Ichigo was too tight and it had been a while since he fucked anyone. He noticed Ichigo reaching up to grab his neglected, cock but he beat him to it and grabbed the shaft himself and began viciously pumping at it. It didn't take long for Ichigo to arch his smaller frame, upon the desk as his cock spat out strings of his cum, out onto Grimmjow's chest with a silent moan. His hands were clawing at the wood of his desk, leaving claw marks in the hardwood.

As Ichigo released himself his ass clamped down on Grimmjow's cock which was already too much for him, and he let out an animalistic growl, and spilled himself inside of his friend, filling him up with copious amounts of his seed.

"FUCK! ICHI!"

Both men had been panting, and frozen in their place just for a moment, a light sweat had broken on both their bodies. Grimmjow pulled himself out and reached down grabbing the pink towel to clean himself off. He tossed the towel to Ichigo, and he began to clean his entrance which was leaking Grimmjow's hot seed. Ichigo had found his strength and sat up on his desk dropping the towel to the floor.

"You put my underwear on backwards Ichi…not your best work." He spoke out to his friend, with a slight chuckle, which caused Ichigo to begin laughing as well. He stepped off the desk, and walked over to his friend very wobbly.

"Ah, you got me." Ichigo responded to Grimmjow laughing a bit more, as he sat down next to him.

The laughter died down a short time after, and there was a brief moment of silence between them at least there was until Grimmjow's stomach began growling. Causing them both to fall into an uproar of laughter once more.

"Damn dude, are you always hungry?" Ichigo spoke out to Grimmjow, trying to recover himself from the fit of laughter he was in.

"After fucking like that, hell yeah I am let's go get something' to eat, yeah?" He responded while letting his own laughter die down. Ichigo nodded, then they both grabbed their respective underwear, Ichigo of course grabbing a clean pair of boxer briefs, and they headed out of the room and downstairs for a post-sex sandwich.

Ichigo had whipped them both up a few of his famous grilled cheese sandwiches, with bits of ham inside of them. Both men dogged their sandwiches, and wolfed down nearly all the milk that went with it. Ichigo sat up on the counter, and Grimmjow was sitting next to him. After they had finished eating there was a long, awkward pause. They both sensed it, and both began to speak.

"Ich-"

"Grim-"

They both smiled at each other at the mistake then Grimmjow motioned for Ichigo to speak, but Ichigo shook his head, and motioned for Grimmjow to speak. Grimmjow shrugged, and began to speak once again.

"I ain't gonna lie Ichi, that was the best ass I've had in a while. The grilled cheese? Not so much, let Yuzu stick to the-"He was interrupted by Ichigo pinching his nipple, which caused him to, shout out, "Ow! You fucker I complimented ya!" He rubbed the sore skin then, began speaking once again. "Seriously, what happened just a little while ago, I don't wanna ruin our friendship man? We've been through too much for me to just be…your rebound guy which won't last…and then…yeah…" Grimmjow trailed off slowly letting his hand stray to the back of his neck.

"Bro, I completely agree with you. I mean I've never been fucked like that before, and it was definitely the best I've ever had. You've gotta magical dick there buddy." He stopped there, for both of them to briefly chuckle, Grimmjow gave a smug grin, and shrugged, and then Ichigo started talking once more. "Maybe we can work something out? You know like…um…" The term slipped his mind but honestly was on the tip of his tongue.

"Friends with benefits?" Grimmjow assisted Ichigo out.

"YES! That, but…we can't get too attached to each other, and this is JUST until these urges to fuck each other senseless goes away…agreed?" Ichigo perked up looking up at his friend hoping he would agree.

"Fuck yeah I agree, but you know it isn't official, unless we punch swear." Grimmjow smirked then looked down at Ichigo who began smirking as well.

"Oh yeah…heh...might as well get it over with." He hopped off the counter top, Grimmjow following him.

They stood across from each other, and Grimmjow finally spoke up.

"Ichigo, you swear to not catch serious feelings for me no matter how good the dick is?" His tone as serious as ever.

"I swear. And do you Grimmjow swear not to fall in love with me, no matter how bomb this ass is?" His tone was just as serious as Grimmjow's.

"I swear." As soon as Grimmjow finished speaking Ichigo's fist connected with his cheek, making his head jerk out to the side, and causing him to stumble a few feet back. The kid had a powerful right hook.

Grimmjow responded with his left hand, balled up in a fist swinging out, and hitting Ichigo in cheek as well causing him to fall to the counter. He got up rubbing his cheek with his trademark scowl to his face.

"Asshole that hurt."

Grimmjow smirked, and didn't even rub his cheek, only stood up straight, "You still hit like a bitch Ichi."

Ichigo narrowed his eyes, and lunged himself forward to tackle Grimmjow onto the cold tile kitchen floor. Grimmjow let out a pained groan as his back hit the hard floor, but his smirk hadn't left his face.

"Say that again, asswipe." His voice in a dangerous, venomous tone, but he had a playfully grin to his lips.

"Ya gettin' mad 'cause ya hit like a bitch? C'mon." Grimmjow spoke out trying to tempt his friend, and it worked because Ichigo began delivering quick jabs to his face, but Grimmjow was able to block them with his arms. He caught Ichigo's arms and shifted them over, so that Ichigo was on his back, and Grimmjow was now on top. He held Ichigo's hands above his head, and looked down at him.

"Gah! Let me go you blue haired, cock sucker!" Ichigo yelled out, but it was only loud enough for them both to hear.
Grimmjow raised a blue eyebrow, and evil grin played at his lips. "Did the sweet little strawberry just swear?"

Ichigo knew what was going to happen next, and his eyes widened immensely. "Grimmjow, please I'm sorry. You cannot do this, everyone is still sleeping! Seriously I swear I'll kick your ass…." He had regretted the swear word as it slipped from his lips.

Grimmjow held himself firmly on Ichigo's lap, and released his wrists. He let his hands fall to Ichigo's sides, where he began assaulting him with his fingers tickling him. "What? You say you're sorry but you continue to swear at me? I don't believe it Ichi."

Ichigo was in an uproar of laughter, his loud laughter echoed throughout the entire house, and tears already filling his eyes. He was shouting for his friend to stop, at the top of his lungs. "Sweet Kami! Stop Grimmjow! I'm sorry! Hahahahahaha!"

His smaller form was bucking underneath Grimmjow's larger one in an attempt to get him off. He was going to wake the entire house if Grimmjow kept it up.

Grimmjow stopped tickling letting Ichigo's laughter die down, and then he leaned down to kiss his lips softly. Ichigo pressed himself up into the kiss, chuckling a bit before shoving him off.

"Let's go back to sleep, I'm still tired Grimmy."

Grimmjow nodded, and stood up he offered Ichigo a hand, which he took as he stood back up as well. "Alright, let's go, I'm fuckin' beat."

The two boys made their way back upstairs, and to Ichigo's room where they could peacefully head back to sleep.

Grimmjow grabbed Ichigo's laptop, and closed it before sitting it back on the floor. Allowing for his digital camera to follow. Ichigo had gone to make sure everyone was asleep, as Grimmjow did so. He returned with Grimmjow, laid out in the bed, in the same position as before but this time in his boxers.

"Anybody up Ichi?"

"Nah, just us man."

"I'm surprised; you really don't know how to keep quiet. Not while your being tickled, and especially not when you're gettin' some—" He was cut short by Ichigo, elbowing him in his stomach, as he dropped into the bed, next to him a pained groan, substituting for his words as he sat up holding his stomach, Ichigo was the master at getting in cheap shots.

"Fuck you."

"Hnn…You already…did that…."

Ichigo rolled his eyes and placed his head on Grimmjow's chest, when he moved his hands from his pained stomach.

"Goodnight Grimmy…" he let out a soft yawn, before he spoke wearily.

"Night Ichi." He spoke out, letting his arm wrap around Ichigo to pull him in closer, his voice a bit weary itself. With that, both men were out.

The next afternoon…

It was around 3 pm when both men stirred, and began to rise. Ichigo was the first to let out a yawn and stretch a bit. His ass had been very sore, but it didn't faze him in the least. He and Grimmjow finally did it, he finally felt relieved, and damn did it feel good.

Grimmjow did the same stirring a bit, then stretching before looking over at Ichigo who was strangely chuckling.

"Shit…we slept all day Grimmjow."

Grimmjow shrugged, and sat up against the headboard. "Think Yuzu will let us eat breakfast still? I want some pancakes."

Ichigo chuckled a bit and sat up next to Grimmjow, letting his head rest on his friends shoulder. "Pshh, hell no. I think we can still get some lunch though." His eyes went closed for a moment; he wanted to rest them just for a few seconds.

Grimmjow gave a slight sigh, still not fully awake and began whining, "I really wanted some pancakes Ichi."

He smiled and looked up at his friend, "Let's go to, Denny's?"

Grimmjow gave a slightly disgusted face, and shook his head "Tha' fuck? You know how I feel about disgusting ass Denny's that wasn't even funny. We're going to iHop and you're payin'."

Ichigo began laughing knowing just how his friend felt about the restaurant but chose to poke at it just to hear his reaction. "Oh c'mon that's not fair, you eat half the menu! How am I supposed to pay for all that?"

"Shouldn't have brought up Denny's jerk off." Grimmjow began chuckling then he got out of the bed, and walked toward his duffel bag to get his clothes out. Ichigo stood up, and immediately began wincing.

"Ah...ss…fuck..." His ass was definitely sore, and he wasn't sure he would be able to walk like this. "You dick I can't even walk."

Grimmjow simply shrugged and gave a grin as he pulled on his grey gym shorts. "You weren't complainin' last night."

Ichigo narrowed his eyes at his friend, and flipped him off, which only caused him to give a brief smirk in return, he walk to his dresser to pull out a pair of sweat pants, he definitely wasn't going to wear anything remotely close to jeans in a while.

Both guys finished getting dressed, Ichigo was wearing a pair of dark grey sweat pants with a black, Walking Dead, graphic tee, with the words 'Walking Dead' printed in large red letters across the shirt, with a pair of grey Toms. Grimmjow wore dark grey a zip up hoodie, with Obey written in large white letters across it with, a pair of light grey gym shorts, a pair of black socks, and a pair of black and white Jordan athletic slippers. They grabbed their phones, keys, and respective wallets then went downstairs, Ichigo looked at his phone, unlocking it seeing as he got a new message from Karin.

Karin: "Ichi-nii, Dad is taking me and Yuzu to Toshiro's house to meet his parent's and have dinner as well, we won't be back so you and Grimm-nii are on your own for dinner."

Both guys read what the note said, and gave a slight shrug, Ichigo looked over to the stove to see the time, and he smacked the back of his right hand to Grimmjow's chest. "Fuck Grimmjow we slept until five!"

Grimmjow's eyes widened and he gave a brief snort, "Damn. Oh well, let's go get those pancakes Ichi. So we can come back…and have round two."

Ichigo let out a dry laugh, and shrugged "Oi, unless I'm the one doing the fucking I don't think so Grimmy."

Grimmjow shook his head and began laughing hysterically, "Shut up, you're gonna let me fuck."

They began their pointless bickering all the way out the door, and all the way to iHop where Ichigo lost the battle of who would be fucking that night, with his head hung low they walked into the restaurant to have their pancakes.

AN: How was the yaoi smut, fun time :3 ? Gimme your feedback it's much appreciated. To the comments I already got thank you, I've read all of them, and done to the best of my capabilities to correct a few things you guys critiqued on. Anyway thanks for reading, review please~