A/N: Early update! Enjoy it! :3
Disclaimer: Bleach is not mine, but Jakeru is. :3
Warnings for various drabbles include: A/U, potential OOC, smut, fluff, WAFF, angst, etc.
81. Vacation (takes place in the 'Yearning' universe)
When the phone rang, Grimmjow really had to struggle to get to it. "Jaegerjaques," he panted, trying not to groan as Ichigo refused to let go, the younger man's lips firmly latched onto his throat as slim hands touched and caressed him everywhere. "I'm on vacation. Call me back in a month," he growled and without waiting for an answer, the blunet hung up and pulled his irresistible little lover further onto his lap, cupping his bum in his hands and squeezed. He smirked at the resulting mewl, wanting more of his love's hot kisses, more of his sweet touches, more of everything.
"Oh…Grimm…" Ichigo moaned, running his hands up and under the older man's button up, needing to feel skin on skin.
"Whoa, slow down there, Ichi. We have all the time in the world," the blunet purred, and leaned up for another open-mouthed kiss.
Good thing the Squirt's over a friend's house for a sleepover tonight, because they certainly will not be sleeping for quite a while…
82. Memory (takes place before and after #44. Revenge…:P Confusing, but yu'll get it once yu read it!)
"Grimm! Please, not tonight," Ichigo begged, tugging at his bound wrists above his head, "I have exams tomorrow!"
But the ex-Espada wasn't listening to him. Instead, Grimmjow was busy driving the orange haired Vizard crazy with slow, playful nips and kisses down his torso as his hands gently stroked the boy's sides. A positively evil grin pulled at his lips and stretched all the way to his hollow mask when Ichigo groaned at a particularly sensitive spot before he threw the boy's legs up over his shoulders and burrowed his face in between Ichigo's thighs, taking a swipe at his entrance and enjoying the squeal of surprise it earned him.
"A-Ahgn!" His lithe little mate whined, "Grimm, no! That's dirty…!"
"Shut up and enjoy it. You and I both know you like it," he growled before going back to his tormenting, pushing his tongue in as far as it could go, then pulling out and doing it again and again.
"Huu…" Ichigo trembled, his gorgeous face flushed from pleasure and biting his lip against the strangely wonderful feeling.
"Mmm," Grimmjow purred, making love to the small puckered hole with his mouth in preparation for what was to come. Soon, he added in lube-slicked fingers one by one as he mouthed and teased the head of Ichigo's tortured cock with little licks, before deeming his mate ready for him.
Honey brown eyes pleaded with him, "Please, be gentle…"
The ex-Espada pushed Ichigo's legs up to his chest and got into position, leaning down for a soft, tender kiss before whispering, "I make no promises." With no further warning, he guided himself to his little mate's entrance and steadily pushed until he was all the way in.
"Ugh!" The boy threw his head back into his pillow and arched his body up. So full! Soft, panting noises escaped him as Grimmjow began to move, big sword-calloused hands leaving his legs around the blunet's waist to travel up his stomach, pinching and rubbing at his nipples to make them redden and pebble up at the older man's touch. "Grimmjow…!" he whimpered, uncertain whether or not he still wanted the other to stop or continue. That thought flew out the window when his dominating lover found his sweet spot, "Oh Gods, Grimmjow! There! Hit it again!"
"That's it, Ichi. Scream my name. Moan fer me," the panther arrancar rumbled, snapping his hips hard against his mate's soft, yet firm bum, reaching deeper and deeper with each hard thrust.
"Nahhh!" Ichigo tossed his head from side to side, his shaking body quickly being overwhelmed with sensations, and keened when Grimmjow gripped his erection and pumped him for all he was worth. "Grimmjow…Grimmjow! Cumming~!"
"Do it," the ex-Espada commanded with a growl and fucked him roughly into the mattress, grinding into him faster and harder until finally Ichigo came with a loud ragged scream, splurting all over himself and his lover's stomach. Grimmjow purred and released not long after him, making him squirm weakly at the feeling of hot cum filling him up.
He made a startled noise of confusion when Grimmjow suddenly pulled out and turned him onto his stomach, pulling him up onto his splayed knees before plunging right back in. "Grimmjow!" he shrieked, moaning and biting his pillow as his prostate was repeatedly assaulted.
"We're far from done yet, Berry-tan," was the dark, rumbling answer he heard before he yelped at the unexpected spank to his ass as Grimmjow continued to rut against him...
Grimmjow sat straight up and gasped as he woke, looking around in bemusement then down to his sticky sleeping shorts before slumping back down onto the couch. He was definitely not going to last two weeks if the mere memory of what had happened that night was doing this to him.
Fuck, he was so screwed…and not in the literal sense to his chagrin. 'Well, better get a new pair of shorts and try to get some shut eye,' he thought to himself before heaving himself up onto his feet. 'Wonder how Ichi's sleepin' without me...' he mused before a naughty smirk crossed his lips as he ascended the stairs.
83. Childhood (takes place in 'My Strawberry Kitten')
The twins' childhood had been full of fun and laughter. A quiet day in the Jaegerjaques-Kurosaki household had been rare but they wouldn't have had it any other way.
Now as they stood among their classmates and peers with Mum subtly wiping at his eyes and Pop looking at them with pride from the audience, they were ready to start the next exciting chapter in their lives, this time as adults.
"Ladies and gentlemen, it is with great honor that I present to you this year's graduating class!"
84. Horror (A/N: Fun fact learned from watching 'Cash Cab' on the Discovery Channel. XD)
Blue eyes were wide as they read the words in horror before they narrowed in anger. "Who the fuck said that odd numbers are masculine and even numbers are feminine? I'm gonna stab this stupid Pie-whatever bastard dead!" Grimmjow roared as he hurled Ichigo's math textbook to the floor, nearly denting it with the force while he seethed.
The orange haired teen glanced up to see the black gothic six tattoo peeking out from beneath the Espada's jacket on Sexta's heaving back, then looked down at his own graphic t-shirt that had the number 15 on it before hiding his smirk behind his Shakespeare book.
"Stop with the grinning, berryhead," Grimmjow snarled and plopped himself down face first next to his younger lover on the bed. Ichigo merely reached out and stroked the panther's back without looking up from his reading, his fingers tracing the familiar tattoo like he'd done hundreds of times before. A smile appeared when he heard Grimmjow's reluctant purr at the touch.
"Don't pout, Grimmjow, it's unbecoming even if it's kind of cute. Besides, Pythagoras died many years ago already and he's got nothing on you," Ichigo assured.
"'M not cute and 'm not poutin'! And that's besides the point!" was the sullen arrancar's muffled retort.
Ichigo leaned down and purred into his ear, "Do you wanna prove him wrong?"
Instantly Grimmjow's head popped up out of hiding at that, brilliant blue eyes full of interest and the beginnings of lust before he pounced, making the teen laugh. Looks like he wasn't going to get any homework done at the moment.
85. Advertisement (A/N: Takes place in the 'Yearning' universe. The story of how they met. :D)
It was another busy week at Soul Society, one of the world's leading modeling agencies, and Ichigo was following his boss, Kisuke Urahara, around the building, looking down at a clipboard he was usually seen with as they went. The man may have been an eccentric perverted goofball on the outside, but he was one of the best photographers around and Ichigo had been fortunate to land this assistant job. He had earned it because of his quick and efficient skills to get whatever errand the photographer needed done in a timely manner as well as his ability to keep up with Urahara in his witty banter – not because his boss also just so happened to be one of his old man's best friends.
"Your two o' clock photo shoot for an underwear ad is up next," the orange haired young man said, not looking up at his boss as they moved to the designated studio.
"Oooh, look, Ichigo, we have Grimmy-kun today!" the quirky photographer chirped when he spotted his blue haired model, "And he's actually on time for once!"
Ichigo frowned at that. Being punctual meant a lot in this industry. Who would dare to ever come in late…? He looked up and found intense cyan orbs, full of interest and set in a handsome, chiseled face, staring intently right back at him. Tea colored eyes unconsciously traveled down the man's muscular body, bare except for the tiny pair of designer briefs he was currently wearing.
Ichigo blushed all the way to the roots of his hair when he reached those.
Oh, my…
86. Home (takes place after #50. Air)
Home.
It was a strange concept to Grimmjow.
He never really had one before; a place to rest in his own room within Las Noches, sure, but he hadn't ever considered that white hell a 'home'.
That all changed when he met a certain orange haired shinigami, and after a crazy chain of events, the ex-Espada suddenly found himself with one, but not one anybody would have expected…except maybe that pervert shopkeeper Urahara, but he doesn't really count.
"Grimm, dinner's ready," Ichigo called, poking his head into the bedroom where the blunet was lounging on their bed.
If home is where the heart is, then Grimmjow's was standing right there in front him with a cocked strawberry blond eyebrow and warm, amused tea colored eyes shining in the setting sun filtering from the window – his precious mate.
The younger man got a half-smirk from his lover in reply, "Comin', Ichi."
87. First Date (takes place after #11. Friendship)
The sound of a motorcycle's rumbling engine was suddenly cut off and Ichigo hopped off the back, chuckling while he took off his helmet. Grimmjow did the same, his infamous smirk firmly planted on his handsome face as he walked his date to the door like a gentleman should.
"I had a good time tonight," Ichigo said, blushing a little when the leather-clad man tilted his chin up.
"Me too," Grimmjow purred huskily, "Let's do it again sometime, yeah? I'll call you." He bent his head down for a slow, chaste kiss on the lips before gently thumbing the younger man's bottom lip, "Goodnight…Ichigo."
"G-Goodnight," the orange haired man replied breathlessly and watched the blunet coolly swagger back to his bike. He returned the single wave Grimmjow gave him before the other sped off and Ichigo finally went inside, leaning back against the front door in a daze as he touched his lips.
He smiled. Best first date ever.
88. Cute (A/N: Takes place in the 'My Strawberry Kitten' universe. The squishy T-Rex does exist! I haz one from Anime Boston. Yu can get yer own here: http:/ www. squishable. com/! Plus some hinted yuri ahead. Oh and Geneviève inspired by this pic by Rivania on dA: http:/ rivania. deviantart .com/art/Bleach-Vday-ladies-version-154533468 :D)
Jakeru and Shiro were the epitome of cute. As they played with a fat, round, squishy bright green T-Rex that was almost as big as them and fittingly named Squishy Rex, Grimmjow couldn't help but smirk as Ichigo chuckled at their cubs' antics while they waited at the airport terminal.
"Mon petit frère~!" Grimmjow only had a moment to look up when he was attacked in a bear hug, bodily lifted up into the air – all 6'2'' and 172 lbs of him – and spun around before being set down again, which in and of itself was quite a feat to accomplish since he was definitely not a small man. Hell, he wasn't even considered average in any sense if his hair was any indication.
Though his twin sister was a badass bodatious blunette bombshell in her own right as an international model, Geneviève was definitely stronger than her tall, shapely hourglass figure suggested.
"Bonjour, Gen," Grimmjow managed to choke out, breathing in sweet, sweet oxygen into his lungs when his older sibling finally let him go. He nodded to his sister's silent hybrid companion, an attractive blonde and tan-skinned shark woman who also happened to be the CEO of Tercera Espada, one of the sister companies to his own, and a close friend of his. "Hey, Hali. How was yer flight from Paris?" he asked them.
"Oh, it waz magnifique as usual, bébé brozer," Geneviève spoke in perfect Japanese with her low, sultry, heavily accented alto as she flipped the gentle waves of her sky blue hair over her shoulder, "Your private jet iz very cozy and accommodating." Halibel merely nodded in agreement as her mate's sharp, intelligent blue eyes landed on the orange haired neko standing next to her brother and smiled brilliantly, "Ah, you must be Ichigo! It iz so nice to finally meet you. Grimmie always speaks of you on ze phone," she said, smirking when Grimmjow's face turned a little pink at the comment and he looked away.
Ichigo smiled and gave a small, polite bow, "It's a pleasure to meet you too, Geneviève-san."
Geneviève waved her hand in the air flippantly, "No, no. Please, call me Gen. We are family now after all." She pulled him into a softer hug than she gave her brother before suddenly spotting the twins off to the side and her eyes lit up. "Are zese mes petits neveux?" she asked excitedly, and the cubs looked up at the strange but pretty blue haired lady who was talking to Mama and Daddy. "Oh, zey are très mignon! I could just eat zem up!" She knelt down to their level and opened up her arms, "Come to auntie, mes chéris!"
The cubs looked at each other before carefully walking over to her when their Mama gently nudged them forward, looking up at her shyly from behind their Squishy Rex. "Salut, oba-chan," they said in unison.
Geneviève squealed and huggled them to her bosom, "Hello! And what are your names, hm?"
"I'm Jakeru!" the little tangerine cub piped up.
"An' 'm Shirosaki," his albino brother grunted.
"Ah, how lovely. We're going to have so much fun together, oui? Oba-chan haz presents for you!"
The twins looked at each other in excitement, "Yey, presents!"
Grimmjow and Halibel shared a knowing look as Ichigo chuckled again. "Well, I'm glad they are all getting along," the neko mused while Halibel walked over to her mate, her large shark tail swishing gently behind her as if she were swimming before she knelt down to introduce herself to the young'uns. Grimmjow slung an arm around his waist as they watched the cubs show their Squishy Rex to their aunties, making the two voluptuous women giggle at how adorable they were.
"Yeah, and it will make family visits like these easier too, now that the cubs are here for her to lavish her affections on instead of me," Grimmjow muttered, rolling his stiff, broad shoulders with a wince caused by his 'neesan's earlier steely embrace. His neko laughed at him.
89. Virtual Reality (A/N: I miss playing this game. D:)
Ichigo blinked and surveyed his surroundings. He was in his room, but something…didn't feel quite right.
Looking up, he noticed a glowing green diamond above his head. Huh. Well, that wasn't there before.
Suddenly, the door swung open and there standing in the doorway was…
"Grimmjow!" he said in surprise before his eyes narrowed, "What are you doing in my house?"
"How the fuck should I know?" the grumpy Espada muttered, "I was takin' a nap and woke up here." Just then, a large white arrow came out of nowhere and clicked on Grimmjow. "What the hell?" A menu popped up and the arrow clicked on a button labeled 'Kiss Him'. Then Ichigo had this sudden urge to go and kiss Grimmjow…so he did. "Mmph?" the panther arrancar squawked, flailing a little as Ichigo wrapped his around his neck to keep him close. "Rrr…" Slowly, his blue eyes fell shut and he pulled the shinigami closer to him, devouring the boy's sweet mouth. They pulled apart, panting heavily and touch their foreheads together. "What the hell was that about?" Grimmjow asked as his breathing steadied.
"I don't know," Ichigo answered honestly, but cuddled into Sexta's broad chest.
The white arrow came back and clicked on him this time, choosing the 'Sexy Times' button, and the orange haired Vizard only had a moment to look up into lusty cyan eyes before he was swept off his feet and thrown onto his bed with a horny Espada above him.
"I'm gonna ravish you," Grimmjow purred, and so he did...very, very well if how satisfied Ichigo looked afterwards was any indication.
Outside the computer monitor sat Aizen, watching the two 'enemies' go at it in their virtual reality with his usual cool manner, amusement lighting up those blank brown eyes. Szayel had done a wonderful job on the program. He'll have to reward him later.
There were only so many things you could do as Lord of Hueco Mundo. Even gods get bored, but now that he had his new game, he was going to enjoy playing God in ways he hadn't done before…
90. Kiss (takes place after #49. Water)
By the time Ichigo was done with his shower, everyone else had already left the locker rooms…or so he thought. He was unaware of two burning azure eyes watching his every move, drinking in the sight of his wet, naked backside. Just as he wrapped his towel around his waist, he tensed when two large hands slid around him and crept up his toned stomach as a hard, half-naked, muscular body pressed up against his own.
"Mm, refreshed now, eh?" A low, gravelly voice husked into his ear, making him blush.
"G-Grimmjow?"
"Hey, berryhead," the blunet hunk purred and nuzzled the back of his corded neck before nipping at his ear teasingly, letting out a velvety chuckle when his breath hitched.
"What are you doing?" A light shiver went through his system when mischievous fingers gently traced random patterns on his abdominal muscles before going up to circle his nipples then back down dip into his navel slightly. "Oi, stop that!" He grabbed onto the older teen's wrists, keeping them in one place on his stomach.
"I was just exploring unchartered territory," Grimmjow said with mock innocence and resting his chin on the younger boy's shoulder.
Wary brown eyes turned and looked up at him, "Why…?"
"Saw ya lookin' at me, Berry-tan. Don't deny it," he growled out lustfully and bucked his towel-clad hips against Ichigo's, grinning at the low startled noise he got in return. "I know you want me," he turned the other around and pushed him up against the wall, bending his head down to stare into wide tea colored eyes before lighting rubbing the noses together, "and I wanted you to know that I feel the same." He slowly leaned in and closed the gap between them, giving Ichigo's lips a little lick before capturing them fully with his own when the orange haired teen parted his lips for him.
"Mm," Ichigo moaned, one hand coming up to cup Grimmjow's face as the other laid flat against the blunet's bare chest.
They broke apart with a gasp, resting the foreheads against each other as hooded blue orbs gazed into clear liquid pools of honey before Grimmjow grinned. "Whaddaya say I take you to Senior Banquet this weekend? Let us get more…acquainted with each other, yeah?"
Ichigo cocked an eyebrow at the poorly hidden meaning behind those words. "That was a crap way of asking me out," he deadpanned, then gave an amused, confident smile and wrapped his arms around the taller boy's neck, "but all right. Pick me up at 6," he leaned up to nibble at Grimmjow's lower lip, "and don't be late," he whispered, chuckling when the blunet growled and swooped down for another steamy kiss.
A/N: I think I'm gonna post the last set sometime later this week…so in the meantime, please review cordially! :D I haz a surprise announcement in the last chapter so stay tuned!
