Haaaah~ Finally! I know...been on writers block for -how many days? oh yes- 5 days. I've got my mojo back, SO...
LET THE GAMES BEGIN!
WARNING: NO shower sex...sorry xD But there is kissing, groping and lots of moaning later on.
Disclaimer: BLEACH IS TO KUBO TITE AS BLOOD IS TO THE HEART!
"You're the kind of guy
That could slit my throat,
And with my last breath,
I'd apologize for getting blood on your shirt." -Unknown
Just as Ichigo was being carried to the shower stall he couldn't help but fall asleep on Grimmjow's shoulder. He was only half aware of being undressed and just barely aware of the warm water spraying against his tanned skin.
Grimmjow, being the responsible one, made sure to be very careful with handling the orangette. Just as soon as he saw Ichigo's eyes drift shut he held the orangette tighter, as if he might disappear at any moment. Ichigo was Grimmjow's happiness and Grimmjow wasn't going to let that happiness get stolen away by Aizen.
After about twenty minutes, both of them were nice and clean and headed for bed. Grimmjow could barely hold in his laughter at what Isshin snuck into Ichigo's bag: a nice pink pair of pajama pants with tiny strawberries, a white shirt with a giant smiling strawberry saying "Eat Me!", and a pair of black and pink boxer-briefs. After he set Ichigo on the bed and tucked him in, he went to his own bag that held his clothes and picked out a pair of slick black boxer briefs, navy blue pajama pants, and a dark blue button down. He thought screw it to his shirt and settled with his boxers and pants.
It was halfway into the night when Grimmjow heard knocks coming from outside. He looked to his side and saw Ichigo sleeping peacefully. Smiling softly at the slumbering orangette, he kissed him on the forehead and gently got out of Ichigo's grip.
"Who the hell would come by ta Kisuke's dojo at a time like this?" Grimmjow murmured softly. He went down the halls and looked out each window just in case it was just Tensai or Kisuke. Once he reached the entrance he slid the door open and stared dumbfounded at the intruder.
"Mah, mah.~ Wha' a nice s'prise, if it isn't the almigh'y Grimmjow."
"G-Gin! Wh-what're ya doin' here? Yer not still after Ichigo...right?" Grimmjow asked. He was so shocked by the sight of Gin so soon.
"Huh? Ya dun wan' me here?~ Tha's too ba' Grimmjow. As for tha' other question, ya shoul' know the answer ta tha'. Aizen's orders aft'r all." Gin sadly chimed, opening his eyes slightly to show light blue irises. "Where is Ichi anyway? Shiro tol' me he was aroun' ya."
Grimmjow gritted his teeth at the sound of Aizen's name and clenched his hands into fist at the thought of Shiro betraying him again. Grimmjow was going to kill Shiro for leading Aizen back to his poor Ichigo.
Speaking of the orangette, Ichigo was slowly waking up due to noise and the feeling of loneliness. Ever so slowly he was getting closer and closer to the noise and stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Gin and Grimmjow face to face with each other.
"Listen, I don't want ta hear either of those bastards names ya got tha'? And I'm not goin' ta let ya hurt Ichi again, he's damaged enough as it is." Ichigo heard Grimmjow say and his heart skipped a beat. Why would Grimmjow go out of his way to protect him? How did Grimmjow know Gin? Did that mean he knew of Aizen and Tousen as well? Did he know how his mother died? All these questions were floating around his head and he had to lean into the closest wall for support.
"You've grown a sof' spot for the orangette haven't ya.~ It's nice an' all bu' I really need ta bring him ta Aizen, he's gettin' tired of waitin' and he won' take no for an answer." Gin said, a hint of sadness and regret in his tone.
From the corner of his eye, Grimmjow could see a small orange mass of spikes and he instantly bit back the predatory growl climbing up his throat. "He's not takin' my Ichi. I vowed ta protect the kid and yer not goin' ta snatch him away jus' so ya can kill him." Grimmjow growled out, his animal instincts coming out in a heavy roar.
"Well, ya see Grimmy, Aizen doesn't necessarily wan' the berry-head dead. He wants 'im raped and bound ta 'is bed for pleasurable reasons." Gin sighed out, he really hated being 'Mr. Messenger Boy' for Aizen. Grimmjow on the other hand was agitated and desperately hoping that Ichigo would go back to bed and imagine that all of this was just a dream, a very bad dream.
Ichigo was shocked half to death. Aizen wanted to have sex with him? Wasn't having Gin rape him all those years ago enough? Slowly he stood up and grabbed hold of the nearest sharpest object he could find and walked stealthily towards the two.
"I'm not going to let Aizen rape Ichigo." Grimmjow deadpanned, all casual talk gone and replaced with his serious tone. He saw how terrified Ichigo was and saw him pick up a kitchen knife. "And I'm sure Ichigo wouldn't want that either, so why don't you just turn around before I grab the nearest object and murder you with it; let's be honest, you know I'm capable of that don't you Gin?" Grimmjow hissed out murderously, leaning closer to Gin's face to put further emphasis that he wasn't kidding. He knew Gin didn't really want to take Ichigo to Aizen, but seeing as Aizen was more stronger in power, he had no choice.
Just as Gin was about to retort, a sharp object was injected into his lower abdomen and he winced slightly and saw exactly who had stabbed him with a kitchen knife.
Grimmjow bit his lip as the sight of Ichigo's eyes, they were the same molten mocha color with the exception of silver and tiny flecks of gold. They were narrowed into tiny slits with a menacing aura that practically screamed bloody murder. Grimmjow knew that Ichigo was scared but he never suspected Ichigo to go out of his mind and fucking stab someone!
"Get out," was all Ichigo could muster before falling forward slowly from all the fear and shock flowing into and out of his body. Before Ichigo hit the ground; however, Grimmjow grabbed hold of his waist and held him steadily against his broad chest.
"Guh...did he really hav' ta use a kitchen knife?" Gin groaned out, clutching his wound and wincing when it oozed more blood. "Get me somethin' please Grimmjow?" He pleaded, falling to his knees with a soft thud.
Grimmjow looked around and sighed, Gin wouldn't be able to come after Ichigo again once Aizen sees the wound. "Fine, come inside but be careful, I'm slighty sure that Kisuke Urahara knows of you and your dick of a boss." Grimmjow warned and was mildly shocked at the horrified look on Gin's face.
"Kisuke...Urahara? No...I didn' know Ichi was important ta tha' man too. What have I gotten m'self inta?" Gin whispered at the sky and frowned at the amount of blood dripping from his wound. "Jus'...get me fixed up so I can go back ta H.Q. I won't mention ya bein' here and I won't mention Urahara's dojo, but he'll expect an explanation on 'ow I got the wound. I'll have ta tell 'im about my lil' encounter wit' Ichi." Gin gritted out. The pain was becoming unbearable and he could hardly stay conscious.
Grimmjow sighed softly and carried Ichigo to a nearby chair to put him in. Slowly, he picked up Gin and layed him out on the nearest table and settled with cleaning and stitching up the wound. It was a pretty deep gash and he didn't want Gin to actually drop off the Earth and die.
A few painful minutes later, Gin was out the door smiling his usual creepy smile and heading back to Aizen. Grimmjow huffed softly and quickly thought back to Ichigo. "Man,...what am I gonna do with ya." Carefully he picked Ichigo up bridal style and headed back to the bedroom. Once Ichigo was nicely tucked in he released a puff of air he didn't know he was holding in.
"That was nice, what you did back there," a voice at the bedroom entrance spoke. Grimmjow turned around quickly and stood shocked at who he saw, "...trying to protect my nephew from the big bad bully Aizen I mean." the voice softly murmured and Grimmjow couldn't help but smile a little.
"Ah- Kisuke...I'm sorry ya had ta see Ichi like that though. I've never really-" Before he could finish his statement Urahara Kisuke held a finger to his lips and shushed Grimmjow.
"You don't want to wake him up right now. Come with me and lets talk a bit, unless you don't want to of course-"
"No! I mean- it's quite alright. Let's talk a bit and try to settle this issue amongst ourselves." Grimmjow insisted and sighed in relief when Kisuke agreed.
(Grimmjow's POV)
"So what you're saying...is that you've been trying to protect Ichigo indirectly all these years without him knowing, but not only that, you've also been working for Aizen?" Kisuke asked between sips of his tea.
"Yes."
"And that this Shiro character is leading Aizen and his goons towards Ichigo?"
"Yes."
"Wow...you have a lot on your shoulders don't you Grimmjow."
"I know, but there's nothin' I can do right now. Aizen will probably have me bring Ichi ta him, plus he's a lot stronger than he was back then." I said softly. My cup of tea was left untouched ever since he and I began talking. I was too stressed fer tea.
"You know...the tests that I'm having you go through can also be training to go up against Aizen head on." Kisuke offered and if I was an animal my ears would've been perked up whilst my tail wagged rapidly.
"Really? I-.. That's-.. Thank you." I said, grateful fer this man once again today. I didn't know what I'd do without this man at this moment.
"It's nothing and by the way...it wasn't me who saw the whole showdown." Kisuke mentioned and I quirked up an eyebrow.
"Then who-"
"Who else Grimmy?" A smooth feminine voice interrupted and I froze. Crap! She saw my soft side; she's never goin' ta let this moment go. EVER! "What's wrong Grimmy? Cat got yer tongue?"
"Why you of all people? What have I done ta deserve this?" I whispered mostly ta myself, but it seemed both of them caught it because Kisuke had ta hide his face with that stupid white paper fan and Yoruichi was snickerin' softly ta herself. All that was goin' through my head was "Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill..."
(Ichigo's POV)
When I woke up I was expecting to be inside some sort of test lab like I was all those years ago, but instead I was trapped between two strong posessive arms. I looked up at the person who was holding me and blushed dramatically when I saw Grimmjow's face.
He had his eyes closed and his face was in the cutest expression. A light blush stained his cheeks and small puffs of air would move my orange spikes slightly. I tried to reach a hand up to stroke his cheek but found that whenever I moved, the arms would grow tighter further bounding me to his chest.
"Mmhn...Ichi." Grimmjow moaned out and I had to look up to see if he woken up. Seeing his eyes still closed I figured he must've been talking in his sleep. "Ichigo...stay with me..." Grimmjow husked out and I felt his hands move slightly lower.
I froze in my spot. Was he going to molest me in his sleep? My answer was soon granted when his finger tips slipped past the waistband of my pajama pants. His hands groped and rubbed my ass gently and I couldn't help but lean into the touch. I couldn't help it, his hands were like some sort of God-like material.
Now that I thought about it...he did have a God-like figure...
The feeling of a knee going between my legs brought me out of my thoughts and I bit back the moan that was ever so steadily making it's way up my throat. I clamped my mouth shut and clenched my eyes shut.
Oh no...I'm getting turned on...
The feeling in my lower abdomen was growing ever so slowly and I leaned into Grimmjow for more. Grimmjow's knee had successfully brought my cock to life and I was only half ashamed at the fact that I could get so turned on so easily. His hands were pulling me closer to his hips and I could feel his cock growing into full hardness as well.
GAHH! Crapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrap...CRAAAAAAAP!
"Nygaah...f-fuck..." I moaned out softly and grabbed onto Grimmjow's shoulders. Curse this bastard for putting me in such a vulnerable state.
Out of nowhere all the pleasure suddenly stopped and the hands slid out of my pants.
What the hell? Why'd he stop?
I looked up and saw that Grimmjow indeed was fully awake now. This bastard- stopping my pleasure just to wake up.
"Mmnh...Ichi? What were ya-..Oh.~ I see now." The blue haired bastard -as of right now- groaned out and I burried my face in his chest. I started rocking my hips a little and whimpered at the pleasure I received. "Oi...Ichi, Ichi.~ Calm down..." Grimmjow chuckled and I bit my lip and looked up at him again.
"Damn it...don't make me stop." I whimpered softly, nuzzling his chest slightly and rocking my hips against his in a more steady pace. I heard a faint moan come from him and I smiled a little at that. "Don't say you don't like it." I moaned out and kissed his lips softly.
"It's not that I don't like it...I actually love it but...Ah.." In the next second I was pinned down; my hands held above my head and my legs spread open wide enough for both of his knees to fit. "I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back." Grimmjow husked out, gently nipping the crook of my neck and suckling on the skin there.
I tried, oh how I tried, to close my legs but his crotch was already rutting against mine. "Nyhaa...f-fuck...Gri-...mmjow..." I gripped onto his soft blue locks and pulled his head up for a kiss. My tongue quickly went into battle with his, both of us taking turns in who's winning and losing. I pulled back slowly for air and licked his lips softly and bit his bottom lip. "Grimm...I want more." I moaned and pulled him into another battle of tongues.
Grimmjow nudged my legs open a bit further and ran one hand from my chest downward until it rested slightly above my stiff organ. I closed my eyes in anticipation when it slid pass the waistband again and I bucked into it out of reflex. "Ichi...if you don't stop me now...I won't be able to later," he moaned into my ear and I couldn't help but shiver at the tone of authority his voice had over mine, even in the state of intense pleasure he still managed to stay all badass. Freaking bastard...
"Nghaah...sh-shut up...just...Mmnh-ah c-continue.." I mewled and panted at the building pleasure in my lower abdomen. I knew I couldn't last much longer and was pretty sure that he knew as well. I pulled him close and nuzzled his cheek softly, gently sticking out my tongue to lick his ear and slowly closing my lips around it to suck on his earlobe gently. I felt his breath ghost my neck gently and I couldn't but bite his earlobe teasingly. "Hayaku*..~" I moaned and giggled when he sucked in a breath.
"Shit...Ichi...yer makin' me lose control over here." Grimmjow breathed out. I looked at him and the look in his eyes just took my breath away. I wrapped both my legs and arms around him and pulled him as close as he could get. I didn't want to lose this man, not now, not ever. "Ichi? Ya cryin'?" He asked softly.
You idiot...
"You're such an idiot. I love you and hate you all at the same time." I whimpered out. I suppose when Grimmjow saw the tears he immediantly felt the urge to comfort me.
"Ichi...what did I do ta make ya cry? Does it hurt down here?" Grimmjow asked softly, stroking my cock and making me shiver. I shook my head and kissed his lips softly. "Then what is it? Why're ya cryin'?" He asked again. I bit my lip and mewled at the sound of concern dripping off his voice. I bit his bottom lip and began sucking on it softly, urging him to continue his ministrations. He took the hint and began pumping me again.
I sighed softly and leaned into his touch. "Ahh...Grimmjow...t-touch me more." I moaned out, arching my back when he palmed my erection. "Please...m-more.~" I shyly looked to the side and tried to spread my legs further, I felt a tiny twinge of pain in my thigh but quickly ignored it.
"Not until ya tell me why ya were cryin' earlier." Damn...this bastard was persistant. I tried pulling him down for a kiss but it seemed he really wanted an answer. "Ya don't get any more pleasure until ya tell me Ichi."
"Ah...Grimm!~ Don't do this to me...ah- f-fine." I closed my eyes momentarily and took a deep breath to calm my pounding heart. I looked up at his eyes and smiled, "I'm just... happy."
Grimmjow seemed to have been taken aback because he leaned back just slightly. "Wha-...wait...That's why ya were cryin'? I thought I hurt ya or somethin'," he huffed out. I looked up at him and chuckled.
"Idiot...now touch me and make me cum." I ordered and pulled him down for a kiss and sighed happily when he didn't resist this time.
~Somewhere else in the same building~
"Did ya hear that, honey? Sounded sort of like-" Yoruichi began but was interrupted.
"Nope! I'm sure it's nothing!~" Kisuke chimed and hid his smirk behind his white paper fan.
"Ahh!~ I'm gonna...Nyahhg!~ I'm- I'm c-c-coming! Nyaah!~"
"Yup...totally nothing." Kisuke finished, fanning Yoruichi's next comment away like a fly.
"If ya say so.." Yoruichi looked towards the direction of Grimmjow's temporary bedroom and sighed. "Horndogs..."
Haha!~ I posted this on...*checks calender* THE FIFTEENTH! I feel so accomplished! TTwTT :D BTW ;O The song that actually brought my mojo back was Disney songs: Be Prepared and Won't Say I'm In Love. Also a bit of Durarara and Bleach AMV's on YouTube as well...what else? OH YEAH!
*Hayaku: Kids term for hurry. (?)
:D Hope ya had fun readin' dis chapter! x3
Love,
GrimmIchiShiro-fan