Ichigo and Grimmjow
Prince Ichigo was sitting in his father's room pouting outside the changing room on a soft floral cushioned bench. His bottom lip poked out trembling, he wanted to go hunting with his father and the others but as before it was the same excuse.
"You're just too little my darling boy." His father would say. "When you are as big, strong and handsome as me then you can go." His father would then flash his heart stopping pearly white smile.
His father walked out of his chambers and Ichigo immediately jumped to his feet. His chocolate brown eyes filled with tears. He rubbed them with the back of his hands and they fell.
"Pleeeeasse father I wanna go." He sobbed looking up at the King between the tears.
"Aaah what are you crying for. " Isshin put his hands on his hips, looking down at the six year old Prince. It was days like this he wished Ichigo had a mother. He could use a mother's love right now, but unfortunately she had died during child birth. He sat down at the cloth bench and patted the seat next to him. Ichigo still rubbing his eyes sat down next to his father. Isshin placed his hand on the boys head running his fingers through the soft orange tresses. "You're going to have fun with the other children." The King was referring to the picnic he held for the children and the wives of his guest. His guest always consisted of the other two Kings as well as the men that held high positions in their courts.
"No I wanna go wit you father." Ichigo said looking up at his father his lower lip poked out as far as it would go.
"I said no son and that's that. Now stop crying you're a Prince." Ichigo only cried harder. And as always his father swooped him up into his arms, carrying him with one arm out into the courtyard, where their guests of the day waited. When they reached the outside Isshin took a reluctant Ichigo over to Queen Rangiku, who was sitting with her hands folded in her lap watching the children play and Queen Retsu who was holding her fidgety two year old son in her arms.
Queen Rangiku greeted Ichigo with a hug and kiss to the cheek. "What's wrong my little Prince." She asked Ichigo, he only shook his head. "Coyote is waiting for you over there with the other children." She pointed in the direction of an open field where the other children were gathered. There were children running around chasing each other, fighting each other, tossing around a leather ball what game they were playing little Ichigo couldn't tell you. He scanned the crowd unable to find his friend. Until he notice a small heap of pale blue fabric among the screaming children lying on the grass. He ran over to the fabric that was turned over on it's side faced away from him and lying on the grass fast asleep it was none other than Coyote. Ichigo stopped inches from the nine year old boy, he twisted his face up and then kicked his friend in his rear end.
"WAKE UP!" He shouted the brown haired blue gray eyed Prince shot up howling in pain rubbing his back side.
"What ya do yat fer Ichi" His friend asked a scowl on his face.
"If I have to suffer through dis so do you Coyo."
"Or you can take a nap with me." Coyote shrugged his shoulders. He laid back down on the ground and turned on his side.
"I said WAKE UP!" Ichigo kicked the boy again, Coyote immediately jumped on him, tackling the smaller boy to the ground. They wrestled around for minutes before a voice broke through.
"Eww look at the lovers making out." Ichigo pushed Coyote off of him and jumped to his feet brushing the dirt and grass from his emerald green jacket and pants. Looking up he saw the young boy that was taunting him. He had light blue hair and dark blue eyes. He was holding a leather ball under his arm and pointing at the Prince laughing as loud as his lungs could go. He couldn't have been that much older than the young Prince.
Now Prince Ichigo has never been one to bottle up his emotions true to form that has always been what's gotten him into trouble with his father. His little fists balled up at his side before he lunged at the blue haired kid. Both he and the boy tumbled to the ground. Ichigo's little fist connected with the boy's jaw and even though the spot almost immediately went red Ichigo questioned if he hit the boy hard enough because the blue haired boy howled in laugher.
"He hits like a girl. Are you sure you're a Prince." Ichigo raised his fist again and punched the boy in the cheek. He only laughed harder. "Here your highness let me show you how its's done." The boy used his weight to switch positions with the Prince so that he was on top. He brought his fist back and landed a blow to the Prince's gut. The Prince choked out his air, and he started laughing. The blue haired boy gave him a quizzical look.
"Was dat suppose to hurt." The boy on top face grew from puzzled to pure fury. He was going to hit the Prince again before he was grabbed by his collar and yanked up into the air.
"That's enough Grimmjow." A woman with sea green wavy hair said as she wrestled with a angry Grimmjow.
"Let me go mother, let me go." He was swinging his arms throwing punches at the air.
"I don't think that would be wise, he's a Prince, Grimmjow your father won't be happy when he gets back from the hunt to hear that you have been fighting a Prince from the hosting Kingdom." She was still holding the boy by his collar, he folded his arms across his chest his face was red and he was breathing heavy.
"So, he started it."
"I did not."
"Did to." They both stuck their tongues out at each other. "This isn't over Strawberry."
"Bring it on Blueberry." Ichigo stamped off in the direction of the palace bypassing a worried Rangiku and Retsu and being closely followed by a half asleep Coyote.
Years later…
Ichigo was walking through the halls of the Los Noches palace, he had been there all week and although he loved his two best friends he wanted sometime alone. He raised his left hand and ran his index and middle finger along the white walls. He had been in this palace several times throughout his lifetime well actually more than that and yet he still got lost. He was having the damnedest time finding the kitchen. He made a left down another long corridor this one just as bland and boring as the other. 'Is King Sosuke afraid of color' he thought to himself. He continued to walk down the long corridor, until he reached a dead end, 'left or right' he thought. He heard a door close to the right and thought the person could point him in the right direction.
"Hey, hey you." He called down the empty corridor. The door swung open just as Ichigo stopped right in front of it. His brown eyes grew wide and his cheeks flushed red, not from embarrassment but from pure anger. "Grimmjow." The Prince said through clenched teeth his eyes narrowed. When the blue haired soldier face grew into a wide smile.
"Your spoiled ass highness how may I be of service to you." Since the day in the open field it was evident that the soldier didn't respect Ichigo or his status.
"Do you want me to have your head cut off for insubordination Grimmjow." The Prince said in a threatening whisper.
"Tch. You don't have the balls Strawberry." Grimmjow brushed past Ichigo bumping the Prince's shoulder rather harshly.
"Try me you ignorant ass." Ichigo spat, he was following Grimmjow down the hall.
"Why order to have my head cut off, you're wearing your Katana do it yourself." Grimmjow stuck his hands in his pockets and casually strolled down the hall with Ichigo following not to far behind.
"Don't tempt me Blueberry." Ichigo stopped in mid stride turning to look back to where he had come from, what had he been looking for. His concentration was broken when he heard Grimmjow bark laughter. He hated that laugh. The man walked through double steel doors laughing at the top of his lungs. Ichigo's eyes narrowed as he stormed in the direction of the soldier. Grimmjow was the only one to get under his skin and he hated that mainly because he didn't understand it. He stormed through the double doors slamming into them with both his hands outstretched he froze just beyond the doors taking in his surroundings. He found the kitchen, that's what he was looking for.
Forgetting his anger when his stomach growled the Prince immediately ran over to the wooden island and grabbed a piece of bread. Well the one time his anger towards Grimmjow worked out for him. Grimmjow scoffed at the Prince who was busy digging into a fruit a pie. He shook his head as he took a swig from his ale. "Do they not feed you in your Kingdom." Ichigo turned to the soldier glaring at him for a half a second before he went back to his pie. "I'll take that as a yes."
"Do you ever shut up." Ichigo said not turning to look back at the soldier.
"If you don't like it get the Hell out of my Kingdom." Grimmjow was leaning on a wall one leg up and one holding his balance.
"Oh you would like that wouldn't you, tell ya what I'll leave if you kill yourself."
"I would agree to that the only problem is I wouldn't have a way to verify you actually left."
"I know that's the beauty of my plan." Ichigo turned his head and flashed Grimmjow a devilish smile and his heart skip.
"What the fuck." The soldier said in surprise, Ichigo's brow furrowed, Grimmjow kicked off the wall pissed off at himself. He wasn't attracted to that brat no way. Grimmjow walked over to a puzzled Ichigo. Slamming his bottle down on a table nearby. He had to be sure. Not thinking of the ramifications (as always) he grabbed the Prince by the top of his head by his hair and yanked his head back so that he was looking up at Grimmjow while Grimmjow looked down at him. "Smile like that again."
"You have one and a half seconds to let go of me, before I cut your hand off Grimmjow." There was no hint of sarcasm in his voice, no playful banter, his tone left no room for argument he was dead serious. And fuck that turned Grimmjow on, he should have let the Prince go and yet he only yanked at his hair again. Ichigo hissed in pain.
"Smile for me again." Grimmjow flashed his smile for Ichigo, the smile that always got him what he wanted. Ichigo reached over with his left hand and pulled his Katana from his hip, twirling around in his chair, he barely register the pain as Grimmjow continued to hold his hair. Placing the tip of the blade to the man's throat.
"I said let me go Grimmjow." He spoke through gritted teeth. "Now." Grimmjow lost control of his emotions the spoiled brat didn't look the same anymore. Grimmjow scanned his features as he held tightly to the soft orange hair, his chocolate brown eyes and soft pink lips (he imagined them to be soft), his lean body his soft muscles slightly revealed through the low cut opened red jacket that he wore. Why hadn't he noticed these things before. Ichigo pressed the tip of the blade into Grimmjow's throat drawing blood this time. Grimmjow smiled inwardly he really was serious, without a second thought the soldier smashed their lips together. He let go of the man's hair cupping the hand behind his head and resting his other on the slender man's waist.
Ichigo in pure shock dropped his weapon and using both of his hands he shoved Grimmjow off him. "What the hell are you doing." He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "Someone could have walked in and seen us you idiot." Grimmjow's smiled grew wider.
"That's what you're worried about." He closed the distance between them grabbing the Prince by the collar of his jacket and bringing him closer to his body he kissed him again. Ichigo brought his hands up and tried to push the man away, but he couldn't.
"Let go." He said trying not so hard to break the kiss. Grimmjow smiled against his lips as the Prince tried to talk once more and he took the opportunity to delve into the man's hot wet cavern. Ichigo wasn't use to this, he was no use when it came to men he had only been with women and he had always been the dominant one. The way Grimmjow was handling him he just couldn't handle it, and if we was truly honest it was turning him on. He felt the man push him backwards until his back side connected with the wooden island. Ichigo reached behind him feeling around until he felt the pie. He gave his devilish smile against the soldier's lips before he grabbed the pie and with one swing he smacked it right into the side of Grimmjow's face and part of his own.
Grimmjow pulled back from him with the a feral grin on his face he licked his lips before taking a hand and wiping the left side of his face he licked his fingers one by one moaning as he did so. Ichigo stood frozen in his spot just looking at the soldier, he had expected Grimmjow to try and hit him maybe throw something at Ichigo what he didn't expect was the reaction he was getting. When the soldier finish licking his fingers he closed the distance between him and the Prince.
"Hmm Ichi it looks like you got some on you." He grabbed Ichigo's hair roughly yanking his head to the side tilting his pie pasted chin up. "Let me help you with that." He tugged at the man's soft orange hair making him wince in pain as he used his tongue to lick the fruit pie off his chin. Ichigo felt his knees wobble as Grimmjow's tongue made it's way up to his lips and began tracing his bottom lip. "Open your mouth." He complied, cursing himself internally since when had he ever done anything anybody asked him to do.
Ichigo was now officially lost in the soldier, who was he, where was he, what was this, when did it appear and how the hell was he supposed to deal with it. Grimmjow relaxed his grip on the Prince's hair as he ran his hands through it. His other hand was relax on the slender waist, he was content with this for now just because his new boy toy was kissing him back. He could live with this for now, he was all control. Until Ichigo moaned into the kiss when Grimmjow ran his tongue on the roof of his mouth he shuddered and grabbed at the soldiers uniform leaning into the muscular torso he wanted more and Grimmjow wasn't giving it fast enough.
Ichigo lost control and pulled at the man's uniform collar running his hands up his neck and through his hair. He was hungrily devouring his soft lips as he pulled the soldier closer to his body. Grimmjow rolled his eyes to the back of his head, how was he suppose to keep his cool when the Prince kept acting like a hungry horny teenager. 'oh wait he is a teenager' he thought.
"Fuck this." The soldier announced. He ripped the ruby red jacket from the Prince's small frame taking a second to look at the smooth chiseled chest of the Prince before he saw stars.
"Hey jackass I have to explain how this got ripped, watch the clothes" Ichigo furiously stated.
"I like it when you fight." The soldier grinned at the Prince who gave him a puzzled look before his mouth shifted into the devilish grin that started all this shit.
"Is that right." He closed the distance. "You won't be needing this." With the same ferocity as the soldier he ripped the jacket from the larger man's frame. Pulling it from his arms. Grimmjow grabbed the Prince by the back of his head as Ichigo pushed him backwards towards the wooden table. Grimmjow bumped the table knocking his bottle of ale on the floor. Grimmjow jumped on the table with Ichigo positioning himself between his legs. They smashed their lips together, the soldier reaching down to pull at the drawstring of his black pants. Ichigo stiffened from unease for a second but the feeling melted away as another sensation took over; pleasure. He let out a low groan when he felt the man grab his hard erection pulling it from the restraints of his pain.
"Ugh Griii-" He managed to choke out.
"Aren't we sensitive." The soldier said against his lips as he tugged at the harden member in his grip the Prince shivered.
"Fuuuuck you aaah." The Prince hated his position subconsciously but he couldn't and wouldn't fight the wave of pleasure surging through his body. He was with a man, a man he had loathed up until a few minutes ago and god was this man fucking sexy. He always wondered what it would be like with a man, he learned from an early age that not only was he attracted to women he was wildly attracted to men. Had he always felt this way about Grimmjow? Who the fuck knows and right now who the fuck cares?
Ichigo let his hands fall to the soldiers thighs bracing himself digging his fingernails into the clothed flesh as the soldier stroked him off, his hips rocking with the movements of the strong hand. He dropped his head sweat forming on his forehead.
"Look at me." He heard the soldier command. His mind was in a fog, as he raised his head. Wait who's the Prince? And who should be the one giving orders? 'Fuck it doesn't matter' His mind was battling itself and he wanted it to shut the fuck up so he could enjoy the sweet friction. His jaw clenched as he locked eyes with the blue eyes of Grimmjow. Ichigo leaned forward to kiss the man but he moved back "I just want you to look at me, and if you want to call my name that would be nice too." Grimmjow tugged the Prince's member harshly and his head fell backwards.
"Fuuuck Meeeee" The Prince yelled.
"In due time your highness in due time." Grimmjow stated nonchalantly but his sarcasm fell on mute ears as Ichigo began to rise closer to his peak. His hips rocking erratically the soldier slowed his pace as he lightly stroked his new orange haired possession. He was enjoying teasing the Prince. As Ichigo's head snapped back the soldier smiled when he whimpered and his eyes locked with his own.
"Pleeease Grimm." Ichigo put a hand on top of the hand that was slowly stroking him. Grimmjow squeezed his harden erection using his other hand to knock the Prince's away.
"Tell me something Ichi"
"Anything"
"Do you want me"
"Yes"
"Do you want us"
"Yes"
"You're not just saying that are you" The Prince didn't reply he just shook his head. Grimmjow was driving him mad and he wanted him so badly was it lust or was it love at this moment he could fucking care less. He squeezed his eyes shut as Grimmjow began pumping faster and faster, it didn't take much before the Prince felt his stomach tighten he stiffened in the man's lap before collapsing on the soldier's shoulder his knees finally gave way. "Your totally hopeless Ichi."
Where he got the strength he didn't know "That's it." The Prince announced standing to his full height still between Grimmjow's legs he pushed the soldier back on the table.
"Do you know what your doing." It was obvious since all this shit began that Ichigo had never been with a man and being the dick that he always was Grimmjow wanted to point that fact out.
"Shut up, Blueberry." The Prince rolled his eyes pulling at the drawstring to the soldier's pants, Grimmjow folded his hands behind his head. This was going to be interesting. The soldier lifted his ass off the table when he felt Ichigo tug at his waist band, he pulled the soldiers uniform pants off discarding them somewhere near the table on the floor. His eyes were trailing the lines of Grimmjow's perfectly sculpted body as he laid there with hands behind his head and the biggest grin on his face he knew he looked good.
He licked his lips as he stepped back between the soldier's legs grabbing the twitching erection in his hand. It felt different to be holding another man but as he looked down at his new lover all hesitation disappeared. He gave the man a single stroke before lowering his head blowing on the head of the hardened member. He felt Grimmjow jerk on the table but he didn't say anything, Ichigo smiled as he licked the pre cum from the head and heard the man take in a sharp breath but he didn't speak.
Ichigo took the head into his hot wet mouth sucking on it before releasing it to run his tongue down the pulsating vein. He felt Grimmjow's hand in his hair. 'So his hands aren't relax behind his head' Ichigo thought. He felt the man tug at his hair as Ichigo worked his way back up tracing the vein back towards the head slowly. Once he reached his destination without hesitation he took all what he could of the soldier in his mouth. He began bobbing his heading up down a trail of spit running down the shaft lubricating the soldier and creating a friction that the soldier was having a hard time ignoring. Now both his hands were in the Prince's hair guiding his head down till the head of his erection touched the back of the Prince's throat, then back up. He heard Ichigo gag and he relaxed his grip on his head not wanting to freak the man out. The soldier was letting out low groans as he reached his peak. His muscles tightened as his vision began to blur and his low groan turned into full on growls as ripples of pleasure surged through his body. Each ripple hitting him over and over until at the height of his pleasure peak it stopped. He opened his eyes and looked down at the orange haired Prince who was staring up at him with his chocolate brown eyes and that damned devilish grin on his face.
"Bastard" The soldier spat. Ichigo had his erection firmly in his hands.
"Tell me something Grimm"
"You gotta be fucking kidding me." The soldier spat. The Prince dipped his head and swirled his tongue around the weeping member.
"Do you want me." He said in a whisper blowing on the soldier's erection.
"FUUUCK YES." The soldier yelled in frustration.
"Do you want us." The Prince said putting the tip of his tongue in the slit of his lover's member.
"I'm gonna fucking AAAGH SHIT YES." The soldier yelled as the Prince took him into his mouth and began bobbing his head up and down.
"Your not just saying that are you." The Prince tried to say while he sucked on his lover, the vibrations sending a shock of pleasure through the soldier who had officially lost his shit on the table as he coated the back of his virgin lover's throat and Ichigo expertly swallowed all of it.
Ichigo climbed onto the table straddling Grimmjow's waist he bent down kissing the man on his lips. The soldier grabbed the back of his head pressing them closer together. Ichigo nipped at the soldier's bottom lip, while the man used his free hand to grab the Prince's ass grinding his erection against him, his member responded to the friction and he smirked against the Prince's lips.
The Prince released the soldier's lips and began nipping at the man's ear twirling his tongue around the lobe while grinding his hips into the naked soldier's. The Prince whispered in his lover's ear. "I want you Grimm, I'm giving in to you."