So this is a ShiroxGrimm based story inspired by the phone call scene in the yaoi show 'Papa to Kiss in the Dark' plus Scotty Doesn't Know ;)
Note: Dope Show by Marilyn Manson is courtesy of The Petulant Prodigy's 'Bands and Berries' story. 'Cause this song simply SCREAMS Shirosaki! Thanks TPP ^^
'Man, I'm starved!' Grimmjow groaned as he threw his jacket on the couch once he entered Shirosaki's apartment. Shiro grinned at his boyfriend as he slammed the door behind him, his eyes roving the bluenette's ripped frame and fixing on that tight ass.
'Same here,' he murmured as he licked his lips. Grimmjow failed to notice the lust in that tone as he moved into the tiny kitchen and began rummaging the cupboards for something to eat.
'Damn it, Shiro, don't you have anything good besides dried stuff?' Grimmjow snapped angrily as he shut one cupboard to cross over to the fridge. He rolled his eyes when he found it practically empty and bent down to scan the lower shelves. He suddenly squeaked when a hand squeezed his ass. Blushing hard he looked behind his shoulder to see Shiro looking down at him hungrily, his hand still on Grimmjow's ass.
'They taste pretty good when you get them wet,' Shiro whispered and Grimmjow's blush deepened as he realized the implications.
'Sh-Sh-Shiro?' he stuttered as the albino grabbed his chin and pulled him close. Shiro just smirked as he kissed Grimmjow's lips softly, running his tongue sensuously over the bluenette's lower lip. He shivered as he tasted a faint trace of sweet lime that was purely Grimmjow's natural flavor every time they kissed. And it always had him craving for more.
He wrapped one hand around the man's slim waist to pull him closer while tugging at the tight black wife beater clinging to that delicious skin. He loved it when Grimmjow wore tight clothing that showed off that gorgeous body of his. Shiro realized that whenever he did the albino always felt the urge to take him right there and then. He wondered how he managed to hold it in while on the way to his place.
Grimmjow moaned into the kiss, the sound causing the hair on Shiro's neck to stand up on end. He took the opportunity to stick his tongue into that heavenly mouth, the taste of lime even stronger and more addictive there. As his tongue mapped every corner of Grimmjow's mouth, he now placed both hands on his waist and thrust his hips forward to meet Grimmjow's.
The sensation of both their erections rubbing against each other through the jean fabric caused both men to hiss in pain and pleasure. Grimmjow pulled away from the kiss, gasping hard as he twisted his hands in Shiro's white shirt and leaned his head against his chest. Shiro closed his eyes and rested his own head on Grimmjow's as he quickly closed the fridge to slam Grimmjow against it.
That caused Grimmjow's head to snap up in annoyance but Shiro just continued to grin broadly as he attacked those luscious lips ferociously while rolling his hips against Grimmjow's. Moan after moan cascaded from Grimmjow's mouth as his knees almost gave out under him at the pure pleasure coursing through his body.
'Hn…let's…ha…take this…fu…somewhere else,' Grimmjow panted heatedly as Shiro abandoned his mouth to nip and lick his jaw and neck. Shiro licked Grimmjow's earlobe and bit into it, causing his boyfriend to arch his back off the fridge. He chuckled mercilessly.
'What? Sick of kitchen sex already?' he purred into his ear as he wrapped Grimmjow's legs around his waist. He continued assaulting that addictive tan skin while Grimmjow shifted his head to one side to give him better access and draped his arms around the white neck to support himself.
'I'd rather…not develop…back problems,' Grimmjow huffed, his breathing getting heavier as Shiro's nips got harder and more painful.
Shiro raised an eyebrow and suddenly threw Grimmjow on the couch, causing the man to yelp at the surprise action. He lifted himself up on his elbows and scowled but it quickly disappeared when the albino removed his shirt to reveal his lithe body. Grimmjow's mouth watered at the rippling muscles and toned stomach which he was dying to run his tongue over. Shiro grinned. This was so worth it seeing his Grimmjow so lustful.
He crawled onto Grimmjow, using his elbows to support himself as he continued kissing Grimmjow passionately. Grimmjow ran his hands up the hard muscles of Shiro's chest, his eyes rolling at the feel. Shiro parted the kiss only momentarily so he could discard Grimmjow's shirt. If Grimmjow felt turned on feeling Shiro's body, Shiro felt ten times that sensation as he ogled the bluenette's god-like form. That body was every bodybuilder's dream. But removing his shirt wasn't enough. In order to fully enjoy his form, everything had to go. So away with those bothersome jeans.
Grimmjow groaned as he felt Shiro's warm chest against his naked form, his nails digging into the pale back as Shiro lapped at his skin. The cat-like licks were causing him to arch his body into the albino's, desperate to get some friction to ease his aching erection.
'Sh-Shiro!' he mewled. 'Stop teasing!'
He didn't care if he sounded weak and helpless. Only Shiro could make him feel that way when they were making love.
'I love that voice,' Shiro cackled as he brought three fingers to Grimmjow's mouth who willingly sucked on them. 'Makes what's coming next even more worth it!'
Grimmjow scowled and was about to retort when Shiro quickly removed those fingers and replaced them with his own mouth and tongue. He trailed his wet fingers down the sweaty chest, running them down the bluenette's leaking erection with agonizing slowness before teasing the circumference of the puckered entrance. He slipped on finger passed the tight ring of muscle and began to pump it in and out slowly. Grimmjow kissed Shiro even harder to ease the pain shooting up his spine.
Suddenly, 'Dope Show' by Marilyn Manson blared out in the apartment and seemed to be coming from Shiro's back pocket. Shiro rolled his eyes and, pulling away from Grimmjow, pulled out his cell phone. Grimmjow, expecting him to reject the call, gaped as the albino pressed a button and put it to his ear.
'Sup?' he said dully and grinned at Grimmjow's bewildered face. He winked at the bluenette's as he shoved his finger deeper into the hole, causing the man to bite back a moan.
'What the hell are you doing?' Grimmjow hissed. 'They might here us!'
'Relax! They won't mind!' Shiro said coolly and went back to talking on the phone. 'Me? Nothing much, Ichi, what're you guys planning on doing?'
Ichigo? Was he insane?
Shiro caught the anger in Grimmjow's face and grinning slyly, added another finger. He began pumping them in and out rapidly and his eyes twinkled mischievously as his boyfriend's mewled wantonly. He thrust his fingers in deeper, relishing that sweet tone of pleasure from his mate whenever he would hit his prostrate.
'Hey,' he breathed as he turned the phone away and gave Grimmjow a lustful expression. 'As long as you're quiet they won't know what we're doing.'
Grimmjow was too far gone to argue. He simply nodded and spread his legs even further as Shiro moved his fingers in a scissor motion while adding a third finger. He used one hand to clutch the armrest behind him and the other grabbed the head of the couch to steady himself s he fucked himself on Shiro's fingers. Shiro raised an eyebrow as Grimmjow rode on his fingers, his dick twitching at the sight.
'Shiro? You still there?' Ichigo called out on the phone. 'Dude, you high on something?'
'Nah, I'm good,' Shiro murmured.
'Listen, we're bored as fuck here at my place so let's make a plan,' Ichigo continued.
'As fuck, eh?' Shiro chuckled at the irony and decided that Grimmjow been prepared enough. He quickly removed his fingers, earning a gasp from Grimmjow, and fumbled to undo his pants to pull his throbbing erection free. 'Sure. What do you guys wanna do?'
'Anything man!'
Shiro smirked at Grimmjow who was still panting from being fucked by his fingers. Wait till he was filled with something bigger. He didn't know about Ichigo but he wasn't bored the slightest. Horny but definitely not bored.
'How about a movie?' Shiro suggested as he aligned himself with Grimmjow's slicked entrance. The bluenette tensed as he felt the head of something large prod his entrance. His breath hitched in his throat as it slid into his hole, stretching it and filling him oh so deliciously.
'Not bad,' Ichigo pondered. 'But which one? Orihime is coming along so it can't be anything explicit! She'd faint!'
'True,' Shiro grunted as Grimmjow's tight hole literally swallowed him up and he had to bite back a groan at the feel of that velvety passage wrapped around his member. Once he had been sheathed fully, he finally looked up at Grimmjow's lustful expression. It was painted a dusty pink and his eyes were scrunched closed while a tear pricked their corners. His mouth was continuously clenching and unclenching as if letting out silent moans. Shiro bent down and kissed his stomach while rubbing the bluenette's sides to soothe him.
'We could watch an action movie,' Ichigo mused over the phone.
'We could,' Shiro agreed and decided Grimmjow had adjusted enough for him to start moving. He experimentally rocked his hips forward and Grimmjow's body twitched, his boyfriend's hands tightening on the couch cushions. Shiro grinned. Oh he was ready.
'But wait, isn't Ikkaku coming along?' Shiro questioned as he eased himself slightly out of the tight passage before pushing back in. He watched in amusement as Grimmjow managed to hold in a groan at that point. He loved watching him writhe. Maybe he should pick up the pace. Rocking his hips even harder, his thrusts became more forceful. He draped one of Grimmjow's legs on the couch and grabbed the other one from underneath in order to push in even deeper and faster.
'Damn! I totally forgot! He would get us kicked out man!' Ichigo groaned and it sounded like he had smacked his forehead at that point.
'Exactly.' Shiro grunted quietly as he slammed into Grimmjow's entrance with such force that this time, Grimmjow couldn't hold it in and moaned wantonly.
'What was that?' Ichigo said suddenly. Shiro felt like laughing as he saw Grimmjow turn a bright red. He didn't stop thrusting into him though but continued to go harder.
'What?' Shiro said innocently and at that point snapped his hips forward so forcefully against Grimmjow's that the couch squeaked as it moved forward. Grimmjow himself arched his back off the couch, his eyes widening at the pleasure coursing through his body.
'It sounded like…never mind,' Ichigo sighed. 'Listen, I'm running out of ideas! Help me out here!'
'We can ask Grimmjow,' Shiro said mischievously and glanced at the panting figure beneath him. At the mention of his name, Grimmjow's eyes snapped onto Shiro and narrowed.
'Don't you even…' Grimmjow hissed but he couldn't complete his sentence as Shiro placed the phone to Grimmjow's ear.
'Grimm? Hey, what're you doing at Shiro's?' Ichigo asked conversationally, oblivious of what was going on.
'Oh, just chilling,' Grimmjow rasped, giving Shiro dagger eyes as he took over cradling the phone to his ear. Shiro's grin widened as he now had two free hands. One he used to pump the other's erection with his thrusts and the other to lift a leg onto his shoulder as he penetrated even deeper. Grimmjow gasped and quickly covered his mouth with his free hand, his face now so red he could easily be mistaken for a tomato.
'Well, we all wanna go watch a movie so any suggestions?'
'N-none in mind,' Grimmjow stammered as Shiro began to pummel his prostrate incessantly, his entire body literally moving up and down on the other's member. He winced as his head kept bumping into the armrest but he kept his hand over his mouth in case he let out another unexpected moan.
'Well, you're not any help! What're you guys doing at Shiro's?' Ichigo scoffed.
'N-nothing. Ju-just-!' Grimmjow stopped to bury his face in the couch pillow, moaning uncontrollably as the pressure began to build up in his lower regions.
'Tell ya what, Ichi,' Shiro said as he snatched the phone from Grimmjow, having had his fun in watching the man squirm. 'We'll meet you at the arcade after finishing up here and hang there. Whaddaya say?'
'I guess that's good enough,' Ichigo sighed. 'See you guys then! Wait, what are you finishing up?'
'Oh, Grimmjow was hungry so we decided to fix something up,' Shiro purred and dared to lick Grimmjow's inner thigh, causing the man to shiver.
'Sure, whatever you guys,' Ichigo said casually and shut the phone.
'Now,' Shiro said aloud as he dropped the phone to the ground and kissed Grimmjow's thigh with a grin on his face. 'Where were we?'
'You bastard,' Grimmjow hissed through gritted teeth as he tried to get up but Shiro pulled his legs towards himself, causing the bluenette to fall back again.
'I'm not done with you,' Shiro sneered lecherously and all hell broke loose as he began to thrust wildly. Nothing was holding them back now. All the pleasurable noises that they had to hold in before came out in a cacophony of sounds. Moans and the wet slapping of skins bounced off the walls as Shiro pounded in with abandon.
'Shiro…' Grimmjow moaned as he shakily lifted himself and wrapped his arms around the albino's neck while kissing his lips sloppily. That needy moan sent Shiro over the edge as he dug his nails into Grimmjow's thighs and came deep into that tight entrance with one final thrust. Grimmjow groaned as he was filled, his own cum spilling out and onto their bare chests.
Panting hard, they fell back with Shiro on top of Grimmjow. Shiro gyrated his hips to ride the last of his orgasm before glancing at his boyfriend through locks of hair covering his face. He grinned at the post-orgasm look on that beautifully sculpted face. He kissed those soft cheeks and equally soft lips. Grimmjow suddenly pulled him off.
'Don't ever,' he snapped. 'Do that again!'
'Don't tell me it didn't turn you on,' Shiro simpered as his ochre eyes laughed at him. He bent down and playfully nipped Grimmjow's lower lip. 'It made me want to pound even harder into you.'
Grimmjow blushed and looked away, muttering at how he had a sick pervert for a boyfriend. Shiro chuckled darkly.
'And you love it,' he murmured and kissed his nose. Grimmjow couldn't disagree.
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