Author Notes: FOUR 8D

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[31] Sacred

Ichigo works his way down Grimmjow's body, tenderly, sweetly, and for once, Grimmjow, propped up on his elbows, is unsure of how to react; no one's ever treated him like this before.

[32] Farewells

Grimmjow pauses at the window and says, with a half smirk, "Until next time, shinigami," and Ichigo props himself up on the bed and retorts, "Next time, don't open the fucking gargunta in my room," but this casual goodbye cannot hide the uncharacteristic longing in both of their eyes, and Ichigo knows that they're both waiting for the day when they don't have to say goodbye.

[33] World

"I'll give you the world," Grimmjow says seriously, and Ichigo only snorts amusedly and shoves his lover, but as he opens his Christmas present from the arrancar the next day, his breath catches in his throat, because Grimmjow has given him a small globe, marked all over with red dots to signify the all the places they'll visit together (he didn't know Grimmjow could be this romantic).

[34] Formal

Isshin's bulging eyes take in Grimmjow's tattoos, his expression of bored contempt, his undeniably tall, lithe, male form, and Ichigo has to plug up his ears as his father's anguished shriek rolls across the room.

[35] Fever

Ichigo sits on his bed, amused but gentle, running his fingers through Grimmjow's damp hair as the arrancar, looking pitiful and diminished in his feverish state, curls up on his lap.

[36] Laugh

Grimmjow, Ichigo reflects, always seems amused in some way – he cackles like a maniac when he's fighting, snickers meanly when he's teasing, and roars when he's genuinely entertained; however, Ichigo's personal favorite is hearing Grimmjow laugh when they're curled up together talking, because he's never more content than when he can just lie with his back against Grimmjow's chest, feeling the arrancar's amusement roll through both of them like waves.

[37] Lies

Grimmjow snapped, "I don't love you," and Ichigo had to laugh, because Grimmjow's ears always turned red when he lied.

[38] Forever

Standing together in front of Aizen, side by side, they look at each other, and without a word, promise each other an eternity; that they might fight together, live together, share every cut, every moment of pain and pleasure, sorrow and joy, now and forever, and that one day, no matter how soon it might be, whether it be just ten minutes away or seven decades, that they might die together, comforted by the fact that they would never have to live a second without the other one there, and so they charge at Aizen, together, without a single shred of hesitation or a wasted word.

[39] Overwhelmed

Ichigo struggles to fend off Grimmjow's hands, his body still trembling from his climax, but the arrancar ignores him, and, skillfully pinning Ichigo's hands above his head, continues to molest the teen's shaking body.

[40] Whisper

In response to Ichigo's frantic, whispered protests, Grimmjow hissed, with a few sadistic, hard, and well-placed thrusts, that he didn't care if Ichigo's sisters were in the house and that his family was asleep, and if Ichigo didn't want to wake them then he would have to be more quiet.