Here it is – A lovely lemony time that deepens their relationship ;) Hope you enjoy because everything will be going to hell soon!
Sorry in advance as I am still new to this 'stuff' and this one is a short one!
~Chapter 9 - Intimacy~
'Are you ready? X'Grimmjow texted Ichigo, a manic smile on his lips as he stood outside the berry's house ready to pounce.
'Ready for what? X'came his instant reply, Grimmjow noting that he had also sent a kiss that made his heartbeat faster. The blunette didn't bother replying; he found that actions spoke louder than words. He looked up at the house holding the phone close to his chest before shoving it back in his pocket and walking up to the door. He gave three sharp, quick knocks and chuckled quietly when he heard a surprised Ichigo yell "be out in a minute," before hearing a stumble and a crash. Several seconds later Ichigo opened the door, slightly out of breath and his hair dishevelled from the stumble he had taken. "Grimm?" he questioned, his hands immediately going up to fix his hair.
Grimmjow smirked and hugged his jacket leaning in close to the berry's face making him blush from the sudden warmth. "Aren't you going to let me in?" he asked, his nose just brushing against his.
Ichigo nodded rapidly, quickly scooting over so Grimmjow could squeeze past and moved to close the door just as Grimmjow leaned down giving him a quick peck making Ichigo's knees turn to jelly; he smirked and moved into the living room a blushing berry trotting in behind him. "S-so what did you want?" he stuttered, still feeling warm ad giddy from just that one peck.
"I told you that after I went to work I would return home," he started, drawing each word out slowly so the berry got the message.
"But now you're standing here?" he asked in confusion, his face scrunching up as he tried to figure out what he was trying to say – God this guy could be so stupid. Here he was confessing his love, a rarity, and the guy had absolutely no clue.
"Ichi," he said, strolling over to him. "This is my home,"
Grimmjow watched in amusement as Ichigo's eyes went from confusion to joy in a matter of seconds before masking it with perplexed again. "Are you sure?"
Ichigo quivered as Grimmjow ran his finger along his plump lower lip just aching to reach up and kiss him but he wanted to make sure this wasn't a dream. The blunette looked down into his chocolate orbs, his arms steadily going to his hips drawing him closer. He held his breath as his lips grew nearer, his hot breath caressing his lips the closer they got. Not being able to take the close proximity anymore Ichigo smashed their lips together, teeth crashing angrily as they enjoyed a much needed kiss. Ichigo tangled his hands in the back of his blue hair tugging gently, demanding him to deepen the kiss. Grimmjow smirked into the kiss, and darted his tongue in, instantly making the berry moan in the back of his throat as he explored every inch. He had died and gone straight to heaven. It was amazing how much a kiss could affect him. Eventually the blunette pulled away and grinned at the lust fogging over Ichigo's eyes. "I think that explains my answer," he murmured huskily.
Ichigo nodded before pulling him in again, the urge to have him as close as he could be growing within him. Grimmjow loved the feeling of Ichigo against him; his lips pressing against his, his lithe body wrapped around his. He loved it. He slipped his hands around his thighs; the younger man instantly catching on to what he was doing and wrapped his legs around his waist all whilst holding the passionate kiss. Grimmjow led them to the bedroom, throwing the berry down onto the bed when he finally reached it leaving the latter whimper at the loss. He leant down and nibbled on his jugular area, moaning slightly when Ichigo tangled his hands in his blue locks. "Grimm," he breathed out.
Grimmjow growled slightly at the berry's whore-like moan turning him on even more and ground his hips against Ichigo's roughly. He wanted to hear more. "G-Grimm!"
Hastily, he tugged the berry's jumper over his head letting the other unbutton his top with slightly shaky fingers. Normally he would stop at this action but the blunette was selfish and wasn't going to pass off this moment so easily.
He reached out, grasping a pink nub between his fingers making Ichigo arch up against him, his arousal grinding against Grimmjow's. He leans down and teases Ichigo like this for several minutes, the others panting filling the air around them making Grimmjow want to give in to his animal instinct and fuck him senseless. The smaller male languorously moves his hips, gasping when a hand reaches into his pants. "Fuck sake Grimm, g-get on with it!"
Who knew Ichi was such a sex beast! he thought, grinning down at the writhing man.
Carefully, the larger man slides the pants of Ichigo, tossing them onto the pile of other clothes on the floor that lay forgotten. Ichigo blushes slightly but doesn't say anything as Grimmjow runs his hands along his inner thighs gazing into Ichigo's eyes the whole time. "You'll be fine," he reassures him.
Ichigo nods and pulls him back down for a heated kiss. Grimmjow pulls back and shoves his fingers into Ichigo's mouth, the other happily sucking on them covering them in saliva. He watches in joy at the berry's cheeks hollowing as he takes the fingers making the taller man shudder at what else he could be using that sinful mouth for. God, if he had known things would end up like this he would have done it almost immediately!
Finally, he pulls his fingers out and dashes down to catch his lips again keeping the berry occupied as he slips the first finger in pushing past the first ring of muscle effortlessly. Ichigo pulls away from him gasping at the feeling, his fingers digging in to the pillow behind his head. Grimmjow adds the second then third, loving the way Ichigo pants as he gets used to being stretched. He takes it slowly, the thought of hurting him in the back of his mind as he does. Unfortunately, it doesn't take much for his restraint to break. "M-more!" Ichigo breathes.
Grimmjow pulls his fingers out quickly, smirking at the whine Ichigo gives from the loss of heat before he thrusts in causing the man to cry out. "W-why are y-you so . . . ah . . . fucking b-big!" he cries out, his hands tightening around the back of the blunette's neck.
"A complaint?" he smirks. "Would you like me to stop?" he teases making his thrusts shallow earning another whimper from him.
Ichigo tries to grind against him but Grimmjow pulls back refusing until he gets what he wants – it doesn't take long. Just like his self, the younger man is eager to get on with it. "God G-Grimm . . . M-move!"
He slowly pushes back on Grimmjows sex, his eyes closing as the mix of pain and pleasure takes over him. Grimmjow takes this as an okay and pulls out to move back in quickly and sharply causing the man underneath him to gasp as his prostate is hit dead on; sparks now flying. "Mm. . . G-god Grimm . . . hah!"
Ichigo's breathing is harsh now as pants and moans come out quicker. He wants to turn him over and pound into him but he knows this is probably Ichigo's first time and doesn't want his first time spent in pain.
The larger man glides along Ichigo's body continuing to slam into that delectably tight heat. His hands slide down onto tanned hips and grips them as he ploughs in deeper causing Ichigo to bounce against him wanting more. He leaves one hand on his hip and glides the other down to the berry's neglected member, stroking it making Ichigo arch against him. He only strokes it a few times before the other gasps, his eyes now half-lidded in lust. "I-I'm. . . ah. . . gonna-!"
The blunette nods hastily in understanding and quickens his pace the other crying out as he nears his release. "Fuck Ichi," he murmurs huskily, feeling velvet walls tighten around his aching rod.
The berry shivers as his cum spurts, covering both the men's abdomens, white stars covering his sight. Grimmjow thrusts one more time before releasing into Ichigo, drawing out a quiet and low moan. He pulls out and collapses next to him, both exhausted and overjoyed. "Fuck Ichi," he breathes again, taking the smaller man into his arms letting the other snuggle against him. "I won't be able to hold back next time if you continue to do as ya did,"
He feels warmth against his chest as Ichigo chuckles and looks down to find chocolate orbs glancing up at him. "You could have at least told me you were so fucking big," he pouted.
"You weren't exactly complaining for long though were ya?" he replied, grinning widely.
Ichigo blushes, hiding his face in Grimmjows chest before the blunette feels the steady beat of his heart and quiet snores indicating that he had fallen asleep.
Grimmjow stared up at the ceiling, one arm wrapped around his lover and the other behind his head. He was happy; for the first time in years he felt everything all at once. Happiness, lust, possessiveness; the whole lot. Now that he had Ichigo he was never going to let him go; not that he was going to do that anyway. But even as he lay there next to Ichigo, all he could think about was earlier today, the thick red blood coating his memory. He was going to have nightmares tonight that not even Ichigo could prevent. And he was sure it was just going to get worse.