Title : 25. The Planetarium
Theme : Lemon
Characters : Grimmjow x Ichigo
Rating : M
Disclaimer : Still don't own Bleach.
AN : I dumped all original ideas about this story and realized I just want to have them fucking and fighting. It's what they do best. Grillz by Nelly came on right in the middle of the sexiest part. Totally ruined my writing groove. CALL ME GEORGE FORMAN CAUSE I'M SELLIN' ERRYBODY GRILLZ.
Out of 11,000 songs, iTunes picked that one. What the fuck, technology?
They had been fighting for nearly twenty hard minutes when the physical abuse stopped and the name calling began. Both of the men were too beaten and bloody to continue their assault, so Grimmjow changed the tune slightly.
"Hey, twatbag, remember that time when I fucked the shit out of that Shinigami friend of yours? Fuck, I was so pissed because she got blood all over me."
Ichigo blinked, "You didn't 'fuck the shit out of her,' you shoved your arm through her stomach! How is that fair?"
Grimmjow crossed his arms over his bleeding chest and sighed. "Fair ain't got nothing to do with it."
"Fuck you."
"That's what your mother said last night."
Ichigo closed the gap between their bodies and grabbed the Espada around the throat. "Don't you ever talk about my mother like that," he hissed through a clenched jaw.
"I'm sure you heard us, we were loud enough to wake the dead," Grimmjow sputtered though a sadistic grin.
The Vizard clamped his fingers down around the Arrancar's soft flesh. Wrapping a leg around the other's skillfully, Ichigo tripped the older man and brought them both to the ground. Ichigo straddled the Hollow and hovered over him for a split second before bringing his fist across the other's jaw.
Grimmjow glanced back at the boy and laughed. "Oh yeah, Ichi. I love it when you play rough."
"Shut up!"
"You are gonna have to make me, boy."
Frustrated, Ichigo loosened his grip around the man's throat and began to stand. Just as he was about half way into a standing position, Grimmjow pulled at the boy's leg, throwing him off balance.
"Fuck, what the hell was th-" Ichigo's words were cut off as a pair of lips fell onto his own and his breath was sucked out of his lungs. Thoughts and reactions were completely cut off as the boy pressed his hands against the force falling against him. Struggling against his better judgment, Ichigo fought for freedom at the same time he fought for possession.
Grimmjow pulled his face away from Ichigo and smirked. Flushed and panting, the teenager turned his eyes away from the Hollow coldly, trying desperately to ignore the thoughts screaming through his own head.
"Tch, you are so easy to read, Shinigami," Grimmjow muttered.
"No I am not, stop acting like you know me."
"I know you better than you know yourself, Ichi," the Espada muttered, lowering his lips to the boy's ear. Ichigo shuddered as Grimmjow grabbed his knee and ran a hand slowly up his thigh. "I know what turns you on, Ichi. Once you know that, you know everything," Grimmjow hissed across the thin skin of Ichigo's ear.
Catching himself right before a moan escaped his lips, Ichigo screwed his eyes shut and attempted to will away the feeling of fever raising on his skin. He was mostly disgusted at himself as the Arrancar ran teeth filled kisses across his neck and back to his lips. Grimmjow fought with the boy for a moment for control of their frantic play, finally gaining the upper hand and pressing the boy's tongue back with his own. Ichigo gasped out in pleasure as the teal haired Espada ran his palm down his thigh completely and grabbed his member straight through the cloth of his hakama.
"Oh, I'm flattered," Grimmjow laughed as he latched onto the hard flesh.
"Shut up," Ichigo spat. Any further comments were cut short as Grimmjow reached under Ichigo's shirt and began pulling it off with force. He needed skin contact and he needed it now. Their lips collided again as Ichigo dug his short fingernails into the soft flesh covering the Espada's shoulders. Sucking air through his teeth in a manner than showed pleasure and pain, Grimmjow ground his hips downward, forcing Ichigo to shift up. As the thickness of their arousal ran against on another, they slowly began loosing their outlook on the situation.
"No," Ichigo murmured into his assailant's ear. "No, we can't do it here," he spoke jaggedly through moans, "We could get caught, we are still in the middle of the park."
"I don't care," Grimmjow hissed through his teeth as he clawed at the fabric that held the boy's warmth. "I don't care who catches us, I want this now."
The Espada straightened his frame and perched between the Shinigami's bent knees. Ichigo nearly cried out as his hakama was jerked out from under him and the cool night's air ran itself across his still growing erection. Moist pants of arousal traced the boy as he shuddered under the teeth that ran themselves down his torso. His eyes rolled themselves to the back of his head almost instantly as Grimmjow swallowed the boy whole.
Almost instinctively, Ichigo grabbed at his bright blue hair, trying desperately to keep the Espada from stopping. A slow moan fell out of the boy's throat as Grimmjow pulled his mouth away completely.
"What do want, boy?" the Arrancar said through a smile as he ran his tongue across the head of Ichigo's arousal.
"Fuck, not you, asshole," Ichigo groaned.
"Tch, you are an awful liar," Grimmjow muttered, pulling himself off the teenager with haste. He snaked himself upward until their eyes met and lips touched. Melting into the Hollow with a sense of urgency and need, Ichigo mentally slapped himself as a deep moan escaped his chest. His cover was blown completely.
Ichigo cried out as the man looped his arms under the teen's knees and brought them forward. Grimmjow let a smirk cross his features as he slammed into the boy, clear to the hilt. Ichigo nearly screamed out at the completely unprepared intrusion. Convinced he was being ripped in two, he sunk his short nails into the fleshy meat of the Arrancar's thigh.
"Shut the fuck up," Grimmjow spoke directly into the boy's ear. Ichigo shuddered as the warm breath traced across his skin. The teal haired man began to pull out of the Shinigami slowly as he shoved his fingers into the boy's mouth. Ichigo ran his tongue across the bony fingers cautiously while suppressing a moan that was building in his lungs.
Grimmjow yanked his fingers out of the boy's mouth and reached between them to use the saliva as a temporary lubricant. Grabbing a fistful of bright orange hair as he shoved himself back into the teenager, Grimmjow made his best attempt not to bite down on the shoulder in front of him. A grin crossed the man's features as Ichigo reached down and began working on his own release.
Picking up speed as their bodies adjusted to the pleasure, the two found themselves tapping into something completely carnal and instinctual. Ichigo slowly let his legs fall further apart to let the man push harder and deeper into him, while Grimmjow yanked at the boy's knees, urging their bodies closer together. Every time the Arrancar pressed into Ichigo, he could feel himself grazing across that those tight nerves that were driving the boy to the brink.
"Fuck, Grimm... harder..." Ichigo said between gasps. "God, I'm so close, don't fucking stop!"
A smile crept across Grimmjow's face as he slammed harder into the boy. Tell-tale spasms began ripping through Ichigo's body at the same time Grimmjow stopped thinking straight. Ichigo came with a deep moan, his release dripping across his hand. Panting as his world stopped spinning, Ichigo reached up and pulled the Arrancar against his chest as the man forced himself inward several more times and came with a hoarse groan. Breathlessly, the Hollow collapsed against the boy's chest for several moments as he struggled to come down from the high. Ichigo sighed as he stared blindly into the dark sky, silently enjoying the warm weight pressed against his body.
Heaving his body to the side, Grimmjow flopped down in a poof of dust and brought his arm up to cover his eyes. "We have go to stop doing this, Ichi."
"You are the one that started it, don't give me this shit," Ichigo spat.
A small, exhausted laugh escaped the man's mouth as he sat up and set his arm across his bent knee. "I guess. Still, you should be man enough to stop me."
"Why would I want to do that?" Ichigo smiled as he sat up and leaned his back against Grimmjow's shoulder.
Ignoring the boy, Grimmjow watched as wispy clouds floated by through the darkness. "You should get dressed, Ichi. We are, as you said, still stark naked in the middle of a park."
Ichigo rested his arms across his knees and let his head fall against the Arrancar's soft blue hair comfortably.
"Would you look at that, the goddess of lust is out tonight," Ichigo muttered, starting into the sky.
"What the fuck are you talking about?"
"Didn't you ever pay attention in school?"
"Oh yeah, like I went to school."
Ichigo frowned, "See, how am I supposed to know that. You never talk about yourself."
"That's because there is nothing to talk about."
"I highly doubt that, I don't know what you are so afraid of."
Grimmjow peered into the sky and smiled, "Venus is pretty tonight."
Ichigo rolled his eyes in frustration and sighed at the obvious ignorance. "One of these days, Grimm. I'm just going to snap and kill you."
"Yeah, I can't wait."
AN : Fuck, my iTunes sucks so bad. Now it's playing Ridin' Dirty. MY MUZAK'S SO LOUD.
I'm not sure why I even have this shit on my hard drive.