Author Notes: Hello, minna! Eighth chapter here and some pointless smut so I still think it's boring. I'm so lame. Anyway, thanks for all the reviews last chapter. I hope you'll also like this new installment and as always, please tell me what you think.
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Warnings: This fic contains yaoi/malexmale, bad language, sexual graphical scenes and a few grammatical slips.
Disclaimer: I obviously don't own Bleach.
Chapter Eight:
Upshot
If you were faced with a situation where in the love of your life, who also turned out to be a hot-shot famous romance author, suddenly shoved you in a huge room full of people and practically announced to the whole country that you're his lover, what would you do?
a. Go with the flow and pretend that you were fully aware about the current situation
b. Punch your lover.
c. Freak out, scream bloody murder, steal one of the security guard's guns and kill all the people present in that room including your lover.
d. Have a heart attack.
e. Act normal and faint with your eyes open.
As for me… well… feel free to take a fucking guess.
Warm… there was something warm in my hand when I opened my eyes. All I could see was white and it took me a few seconds to realize that I was actually staring at the ceiling, I was in the suite and someone was holding my hand. I slowly blinked and looked around, seeing a patch of sky blue in my line of vision. "G-Grimmjow?"
He immediately looked up; his usually sadistic eyes were now gleaming worriedly. "Hey, you feeling okay? Damn, you made me so fucking worried."
My eyes furrowed in confusion. "What happened?"
"We were in this fucking press conference and I thought you were doing okay, then the next thing I knew, you weren't moving anymore and your eyes were just wide open. Well, the doctor said you lost consciousness while you're awake." He explained.
Oh, yeah. I remember.
There was this press conference and Grimmjow he…
Fuck.
He…
Shit.
He…
Damn.
He introduced me as his lover.
Okay… that was too much of a shock that I was on the verge of fainting with my eyes open again. But I knew there was one thing I badly needed to do before I lose my awareness for a second time and that's…
BAM!
"Owwww! What the fuck did you do that for?" Grimmjow demanded angrily after my fist collided with his handsome face, making his jaw immediately red.
I gawked at him, utterly amazed at how he could still act so innocently after what he did. "You motherfucker! You really have to ask me that? What the fuck were you thinking announcing in a press conference and in national TV that I'm your lover?"
He rubbed his jaw and straightened; still calm and cool. "What? Isn't that the truth?"
"Fuck you! Last time I checked, you didn't say anything to me about us being lovers! Then you're going to surprise me with that shit you pulled and go on broadcasting to every living human in Japan that we are! You're fucking crazy!"
"Come on, Ichi. We fucked a couple of times last night, you told me you love me and you still think we're not lovers?" He shot back with a grin.
"But you fuck a lot of women! How the hell should I fucking know if you think of me as one of your fuck buddies or your lover you stupid piece of shit?"
He suddenly scowled. "Fuck! You're so goddamn dense! I thought I didn't need to spell it out for you! I told you this morning that you're mine so you're my goddamn lover!"
"That still doesn't mean anything, asshole! And why the fuck did you have to organize a fucking press conference to let people know about us? Shit! Are you not fucking aware that my family and friends don't have any idea that I'm fucking gay? Furthermore, your female fans and your fuck buddies would probably start sending me death threats because you have a guy as your lover!" I responded, screaming at him like I was some fucking psychopath desperate to have my hands tainted with blood.
"Well, now they know." He retorted with a twisted glint in his eyes. "And I don't care what other people think. You're mine and that's all that matters."
"Fuck you! I hate you! Get out of here! I don't wanna see you and I don't wanna talk to you, asshole! Get the fuck out!" I ended up replying. How the fuck could he keep a straight face like that after doing something humiliating? This guy had no shame at all! Why the fuck did I even fell in love with him? Destiny must've extremely hated me to do this to me!
He placed a hand on his waist and heedlessly strode towards the bed. "Believe me, you don't really want that."
"Yes I do so don't fucking come near me!" I yelled as I glared murderously at him. I was damned prepared to beat the living daylights out of him if he continued to move forward so he better stay away! But as the stubborn, sadistic bastard that he was, he didn't listen and continued to make his way back to the bed. By the time he was already beside me, I felt my strength drain away from my body, especially when he leaned down and brought our faces together. It sucks and it was unfair. Why the fuck did I have to feel weak whenever he's near me?
My entire body instantly shivered when his warm breath touched my face and his magnetic blue eyes sucked me in his intense gaze. But damn, I just couldn't give in to him, right? Not after what he fucking did to me. "I hate you."
His lips curved up in a smirk that only pissed me even more. "No, you don't." He whispered and planted a soft kiss on my lips.
Fuck. He really shouldn't have done that because now, I wanted more. I hooked my arm around his neck and brought our lips together, my mouth automatically opening to invite his tongue in, completely forgetting about my anger towards him. You couldn't blame me. I've been dying to see him and be with him the whole day. He deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue inside my warm cavern and explored, instantly dominating.
I wasn't sure if we should be doing this but whatever. I didn't care. It was hard to care when Grimmjow was with me and putting me under his damn spell. He could easily manipulate me, make me insane with desire and burn my brain cells and everything that has something to do with reason with just a simple touch of his lips.
He got on the bed, shedding his coat and shirt in an instant. I spread my legs for and he quickly settled between them, rubbing our clothed arousals together. His impatient hand slid under my shirt, his fingers immediately going to my nipples, teasing and bringing them into hardness. I moaned against his mouth and wrapped my legs around his waist, eager for more friction, craving for more heat as lust completely took us over.
Grimmjow tore his lips away from mine; breaking the deep kiss we shared to sink his teeth at the nape of my neck and sucked at it as if he was a vampire hungry for blood.
"G-Grimmjow… fuck me…" I whimpered desperately, shamelessly and I would probably feel the humiliation upon uttering those words later once this fiery passion had subsided but right now, it didn't matter. I needed Grimmjow and I needed him now.
He kissed the patch of skin he was ravishing and looked at me, his lips still curved in a perfect smirk, his searing blue eyes gleaming with desire. "I thought you hate me." He teased.
I ignored him and slid my hands to his bulging pants, inwardly surprised at myself for being that bold. I palmed his erection, my hands sliding up and down, teasing and begging him to grant my wish.
His arrogant gaze faltered for a second, and then he buried his face on my neck, his back suddenly shifting up and down erratically. One of his hands left my nipple and slid them to my side, his nails digging against my skin as he panted. His reaction was such a fucking turn-on. Knowing that he felt good while I touched him gave me a sense of triumph and aroused me even more. He let go of my waist, placing his hand over mine to cease my actions. "Fuck, stop. You're going to make me cum if you keep doing that."
I smirked and proceeded in unbuckling his pants. He stopped my hands again and pushed himself up so he was kneeling between my legs. He unbuttoned his pants and pulled his zipper down. I thought he would finally take his cock out but he didn't. Instead, he grabbed my knee and guided me to roll over and be on my hands and knees. He placed himself above me, his hands quickly opening my pants and pulling them down to my thigh, exposing my ass. Then, he started planting wet kisses at the side of my neck, bringing his hand to my lips and shoving three fingers inside my mouth while the other guided his now exposed cock to my hole, smearing it with precome.
With his long digits in my mouth, I eagerly sucked on them, making sure they were fully coated with saliva. Moaning around his fingers as the blunt tip of his cock slowly pressed inside me. He finally pulled his fingers out and inserted one of them in my opening. I was immediately blinded by pleasure as that digit pushed deep inside all the way to the hilt. "Aaahhh… Grimmjow… feels so good… aaahhhh…" I cried as he rotated his finger inside.
Waiting to have all those three fingers inside my crack seemed to take ages, but I could only moan and whimper in complaint as he continued to tease and loosen my hole. He pushed them violently, quickly that sometimes it hit my prostate, threatening to push me over the edge and make me cum. "Grimmjow, fuck me… already. I… can't take it… anymore."
He pulled his fingers out and wrapped his hand around my waist, his mouth leaving a wet trail of kisses from my neck to my ear. "You're so fucking sexy when you're begging to be fucked." He whispered heatedly and snapped his hips forward. The penetration was quick, fast and painful. My hand immediately grasped for his head, my fingers tangling in his messy hair as I tried to deal with the sudden pain.
Dipping his tongue inside my ear, he tried to divert my attention. The hand around my waist snaked down towards my crotch and slowly pumped my erection. I started breathing heavily, pain and pleasure washing over me at the same time, my entire body trembling as Grimmjow gradually pull his cock out of my entrance and pushed it back in.
"You're so fucking tight around me. You feel so good, Ichi." He panted heavily and teasingly bit my ear lobe.
A long moan escaped my throat and they kept on coming, spilling out of my mouth like wine as his thumb teased the slit of my cock, ecstasy passing through my entire body like electricity. "Oh fuck… aaaahhh… aaahhh… Grimmjow… fuck…" I continued to moan loudly. I bucked my hips backward, urging him to go faster, silently telling him that I was ready.
I felt his body shiver in anticipation and bucked his hips wildly, his free hand grasping my waist firmly as he started pounding me into the bed, his huge cock quickly sliding in and out of my tight entrance. I was addicted to the friction it brought and the intense pleasure it created whenever his cock hit my prostate. "Deeper… fuck me harder… Grimmjow!"
He growled and released my weeping erection, he pulled me up so I was sitting on top of him, grabbed my thigh and lifted it high in the air, and then he started moving again, his cock driving in deeper, impaling me harder and hitting my sweet spot as he snapped his hips up. I grabbed on his neck and hair, trying my best not to fall off from his lap and retaliate from his rough thrusts as I felt that coil in my abdomen contracting. It didn't help that my cock was now shifting violently, the long organ moving up and down as Grimmjow's hips made contact with my ass. It didn't help too that his cock was suddenly hitting my prostate; assaulting it repeatedly and making me see stars.
I screamed, oxygen immediately escaping my burning lungs as that coil threatened to release. "Grimmjow! Fuck! Grimmjow! I'm coming! I'm coming!" My fingers tightened around his hair as my cock continued to jerk, shooting long streaks of white on the bed, in my lap and chest as I achieved nirvana.
Grimmjow's grip tightened on my leg and waist. He forcefully plunged his cock deep inside me as he came, growling his ecstasy against my neck. He continued to push his shaft deeper; making sure my entrance was filled with his cum and nothing will escape.
Once our orgasm had settled, he slumped back on the bed with me laying on top of him, his spent cock still inside my ass. We were still heaving, breathing heavily as we calmed ourselves down and basked in the wonderful afterglow.
Grimmjow kissed my temple, his hands tightening around my waist as he attempted to keep his penis inside me. "You're mine, Ichi." He murmured possessively.
I couldn't help but roll my eyes. "Every people in Japan know that already." I retorted while I panted.
He simpered. "Well, that was the purpose of that damn press conference."
Though I was happy to hear that, I still couldn't stomach the fact that he chose that way to let people know that we're lovers. "I still hate you for what you did." I rejoined half-heartedly.
He rolled to his side and laid me on the bed. He pulled himself up and covered me with his body so he could look at me. I tried to glare though I was already feeling drowsy. "What do I need to do to make it up to you?" He asked.
Judging on the look on his face, I knew there was only a 45% chance that he would really do what I wanted him to do. Still, I sighed contentedly and gazed expectantly at him. "A kiss… on the lips."
Okay, don't get me fucking started on how corny that was but fuck. That's what I really wanted at that time and it's not like he would actually organize a press conference again and take back all the words he said in front of those people and on national TV, right?
His grin widened and immediately granted my request.
Last night the famous romance novelist, Grimmjow Jeagerjaques, held a press conference in Las Noches Hotel in Nagasaki to introduce his lover, Ichigo Kurosaki, who's said to be Jeagerjaques-sensei's assistant. It was indeed a big surprise to everyone; especially to his avid fans since the famous novelist is also famous for being involved with a couple of beautiful actresses and celebrities in the past.
However, even before the press conference can proceed, Ichigo Kurosaki suddenly had a silent panic attack and fainted. No official statement was given about his condition yet but sources say that he was fine and there was nothing to worry about.
Anyhow, a big question is currently bothering the whole nation and the majority of Jeagerjaques-sensei's followers. Who is Ichigo Kurosaki and how did he tame Jeagerjaques-sensei's wild heart? We have yet to know the answer…
Why? Why did this have to happen to me? Why the fuck did I have to see my face in every fucking channel on TV? If looks could kill or if my glaring eyes could shoot out laser beams, the gigantic LCD TV on the living room would have already been destroyed into smithereens. It would've been easy to shut up and kill all those fucking reporters and TV hosts who were currently making a big issue out of my existence.
Fuck. This is bad… really, really, bad.
I turned off the television and dashed towards the bedroom where the man responsible for my current misery was still sleeping. And yes there he was, sprawled like goddamn Adonis on that king-sized bed, the sheets barely covering his slim waist and his powerful, muscular legs, making my throat dry and my entire body shivering in des- Wait a fucking minute! I didn't go here to ogle at this man's perfect body, I went here to beat the crap out of him and make him pay for what he did yesterday! And this time, there was no way I'd let it slide with sex!
I marched on the bed and slapped him on the back, leaving an angry red mark on his smooth skin. He immediately yelped, obviously surprised and pissed, and glowered at me. "What the fuck, Ichi?"
I glared back and crossed my arms over my chest. "Do you know what I saw when I turned on the fucking TV to watch the morning news? I saw my fucking face and that stupid stunt you shoved me into last night! You goddamn fuck! The fucking media is all over it!
He raised an eyebrow at me, looking at me as if I was out of my fucking mind which was the case but damn, that wasn't the point. He was suddenly staring at me with an expression that said 'That's so trivial.' He laid his head back on his pillow again and closed his eyes. "That's so trivial." He muttered lazily. Tell me that was just a coincidence.
"This is not a trivial thing, Grimmjow! The press is out to get me and expose my life because you just turned me into a celebrity! They would definitely get my family and friends involved and I don't fucking want that! Oi! Are you even listening to me, you idiot?"
Grimmjow opened his eyes and raised his head again, still looking sleepily at me. "Look, stop worrying. I'm gonna take care of it."
"Take care of it? How can you do that when you're sleeping like a lazy dog there?" I shot back furiously.
"Ichi, shut up. You're so noisy and you're worrying too much." He responded nonchalantly.
"I have every right to do that! You are so fucking cruel! It's your fault that this is happening and you're just lying there, acting like everything's fine! I'm not like you who can ignore everything and be selfish so take responsibility, you fucking asshole!"
This time Grimmjow looked annoyed. My screaming and bitching must've finally got into him which was good because he deserved to know what he was putting me into. He scowled at me and sat up. "I'm not selfish." He coldly retorted. "I told you I'm gonna take care of it but it seems you don't fucking trust me to do that."
"How can I trust a guy who fucks different kinds of women every damn evening? For all I know, maybe you would still have sex with your fuck buddies even if we're already lovers!" I blurted and immediately felt bad about it when I saw pain briefly flashed in Grimmjow's eyes. I didn't really mean to do that. It just slipped because I was too angry, too mad at him for being so relaxed about this.
"Oi, are you fucking serious about that?" He asked with a dangerous tone in his voice that instantly sent a chill down my spine.
I just looked at him, my furious gaze wavering a bit.
"You know, in my whole life there's only one person I called my lover and that's you. I know my actions is making you fucking confused but believe me when I tell you that I'm serious about our relationship and I'm willing to forget all those women for you. Heck, I don't even feel like seeing them again because frankly speaking, I've lost all interest in sleeping around when I met you. I just waited for the right chance to come onto you because I was busy with work and I was fucking scared that you would run away again. You—"
"Wait! Stop!" I interjected. Out of panic and too many emotions, I stopped him from finishing what he wanted to say. Man, this Grimmjow was seriously freaking me out. He was just too honest and yet… I couldn't help but feel happy with the words he just uttered. I turned around and tried to keep myself upright because my knees were shaking so bad. "I get it. So, don't speak anymore." I covered my face with my hands and tried to calm my raging heart which was on the verge of having a heart attack.
Shit. What should I do? He was really serious about us. Fuck.
I am so happy.
I heard him got off the bed and stand next to me. I wanted to run away but I couldn't move.
"Why are you covering your face?"
"Nothing!"
"Hey, your ears are so red." He stated with wonder in his voice.
Why did he have to point that out? I know they were red because I was fucking shy. "Shut up!"
He laughed out loud which only made me even more embarrassed. I knew he was already aware as to why I was acting like that. The bastard. Then he pushed me on the bed, straddled my waist and started prying my hands away from my face.
I fought with not much of a struggle because he was so goddamn strong and as I told you he had this notorious effect on me wherein he could drain all of my energy with just a simple touch and stuff. He placed my hands on top of my head and looked at my face. "Don't look, you fucking asshole!" I angrily yelled at him, hiding my bashfulness with anger.
"Ichi, you're face is as red as a tomato." He said with a sadistic grin.
"You don't have to point it out, you sick fuck! Let go!"
"You're so cute."
"Don't say stupid things like that, idiot!"
And so, the morning went by with me suffering from the death-like claws of embarrassment and twisted happiness. After the teasing, Grimmjow mesmerized me into having wonderful sex with him again because he said my blushing face looked like I was begging to be fucked, which was definitely not true… sort of. I wouldn't have pleaded if he wasn't tormenting me with his mind-blowing foreplay but anyway, that wasn't the point! The point was Grimmjow still didn't get to do anything to stop the media from attacking me, goddamit!
Author Notes: Don't tell me. I know its lame. –puts paper bag over her head- But then it's just the beginning of changes that will occur in Ichigo's life. Please tell me what you think and kick my ass again into updating immediately…? XP
