Hello folks,

Yep still alive, i know there has been rumours to the contrary. well anyway aside from writing daft one shots - how many peeps read my Hope from Devastation? Well I wrote a different one, an actual cannonish one but it's not finished yet so it's still in my laptop. It's amazing what time and tablets does to you! Might post it if i finish.

Anyway, not planning anymore big gaps - who plans these sort of things! - but I am in hospital on thursday for a CT scan and some nasty things so will be taking my mind off them by planning the next part of this! Or maybe the part after it as i am heading to write the next chapter right now.

PS thanks for reviewing chapter 10 folks, means a lot.

Phoe

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Chapter 11

They headed down from the gleaners' shelf after an hour or so, Grimmjow working up the courage to lie on one of them alongside Ichigo on his substitute mother. Grimmjow's was a male, one of the female's pups from a litter when Ichigo was a boy.

"So why is your brother not black like the others?" Grimmjow kept his voice down as they walked the tunnels. He also kept his head down even if his hair made it perfectly obvious who he was but he really didn't want any more attention.

"They aren't all black, some are browny, some are paler grey than him. They all look black from underneath when they are in the sky." Ichigo pushed gently on Grimmjow's side to turn him round a bend.

"How the hell did you find the courage to approach them?" Grimmjow couldn't help gawking when the walls opened up to a wide area with lines of tables and stools, a side bar with lines of cold food waiting for people to collect if they were hungry. Ichigo headed over to the line, nodding to the man behind the tables who was stirring the salads and keeping the various things topped up and covered.

"They are smart animals; they care for each other and live in families. Imagine an upset child sitting in your front room every day, seeing him cry, scream and just sit there staring. Would you be able to ignore him for long? She came over and touched my face with her fingers, stroked my head and eventually pulled me close to her warm body." Ichigo loaded his plate up with some rolls and a heaped spoonful of salad leaves on the side. Grimmjow followed suit, taking some as much as Ichigo and no more. They accepted cups of water from the serving man before taking seats at the end of a nearby bench. "She did try to feed me once, that wasn't nice as they regurgitate for their young. Babies don't have any teeth."

Grimmjow snorted with a mouthful of supper. "Yeah, I guess that wouldn't be an ideal supper. And riding them?"

"Yeah, that wasn't till later, the boys in her litter were just learning to fly and she wanted me to join in. I think I spent the whole first flight with my eyes closed." Ichigo's smile widened as Grimmjow choked on his drink. Neither man noticed that people were looking, some very surprised when they were looking at Ichigo. Grimmjow chewed on another bite as he watched Ichigo talk, his face animated and his cheeks tense as he smiled. It was a far cry from the angry face hidden under the hood Grimmjow met that day in the city.

"Right, so do you need an hour or so to digest or can I kick the crap out of you now?"

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Ichigo stood across the large sandy floor, stretching his shoulders out. Grimmjow folded his clothes neatly on the bench near the door, trying to keep his thoughts clean after watching Ichigo strip down to a sleeveless shirt tucked into his trousers. The shirt was too tight on the slim torso and the sleeves were ragged over tight upper arms that made Grimmjow respect the other's chances in the fight, regardless of the advantage of the shifts.

Ichigo was suddenly directly in front of him, one eyebrow raised coyly. "You seem a little distracted; do you want to put this off just now?"

Grimmjow snapped his hands up and grabbed two handfuls of shirt and hauled Ichigo closer until their noses were touching. "Are you chickening out Ichigo, cause you know I could definitely kick your ass if you couldn't so easily run away."

"Alright, no shifting. We can have another spar where I'll definitely win if you like but right now I can not use any advantage, and still win." Ichigo put his hands on Grimmjow's, the other relaxing his grip and smiling down at him. Ichigo shifted his weight a bit before quickly kicking him in the gut, Grimmjow falling back and looking at the other in shock.

Grimmjow realised what had just happened and his shock dissolved into a feral grin, tensing his muscles to retaliate. Neither really tried to hurt the other, punches were held back, kicks delivered at half strength and throws that weren't half as devastating as they could have been. Both had wounds that weren't serious and both had blood staining their skin but for the most part they were still smiling. Grimmjow really wanted to knock the cocky look off Ichigo's face but at the same time he didn't really want to hurt the other man and he reckoned from the lack of force against him, the other felt the same way.

Grimmjow ended up winded on his back with a slightly concerned Ichigo hovering over him. "You alright?"

"This is a bit pointless don't you think?" Grimmjow sat up on his elbows with Ichigo crouching down at his feet.

"Well how about the next pin wins? We can go out exploring instead." Ichigo smirked at Grimmjow; the look wiped off his face quickly as Grimmjow nudged his knee back, knocking him off balance and on his ass in the sand.

Their lashes increased in intensity a little, sensing the end of play and when Grimmjow got his hands on Ichigo's upper arms they hit the ground, Grimmjow thinking he had it for a second before Ichigo rolled them, straddling him. Grimmjow didn't let him take the win there however, standing quickly and thudding Ichigo into the rocks. Ichigo let out a gasp before wrapping his legs around the other, squeezing to get Grimmjow to release him. Grimmjow had other ideas once he realised their provocative position. All thoughts of the fight left his mind as he smashed their lips together, one hand round Ichigo's ass as the other clutched his head. Ichigo gripped Grimmjow's upper arms as he met the onslaught with just as much enthusiasm. Ichigo felt Grimmjow get more and more excited, the evidence growing alongside his own as they pressed their bodies together.

Grimmjow wanted more skin contact and he released his grip for a second to pull Ichigo's shirt off, tossing it somewhere before using his large hands to scope the dips and mounds of the other's torso. Ichigo was hard and slim, sinew and muscle pulled over a fine boned frame coated in smooth skin. Grimmjow felt the skin change at times and his knew from his own marks that the scars inflicted so many years ago had left bold scores in the skin that rose out. Grimmjow pulled the hips away from the wall, his head keeping Ichigo's head and shoulders pressed firmly. He wrapped his arms around the slim waist, their hips pressed tightly together and Grimmjow unconsciously thrust into the other, moaning into Ichigo's mouth at the feeling in his groin. He had to break his mouth away, Ichigo smiling lightly at the look of helplessness on Grimmjow's face. The blue eyes were closed but his mouth was open, the hips moving on their own it seemed. Ichigo could tell Grimmjow had little experience just from that, his mind being blown by a little bit of humping. Ichigo took the chance to get his own revenge on the other's clothing, opening the buttons on Grimmjow's undershirt one by one and slid his fingers over the pale skin revealed to him. Ichigo had seen the bare torso before when helping Kisuke treat the infected lash but this was definitely different. Ichigo bit back a little groan as Grimmjow's thrusts changed slightly, Ichigo pressed fully onto the rock and Grimmjow's hands now at his hips. This meant Ichigo was getting tormented just as much. He tore the rest of the shirt open, pushing it from Grimmjow's shoulders before sinking his teeth in, not breaking the skin but tasting the chunk of flesh with his tongue. He was rewarded by a harsh thrust, Grimmjow dropping his head onto Ichigo's shoulder. Ichigo pulled his chest to his own, returning the motion at their groins slightly but wanting more.

"Grimm, what do you want right now? You call the shots." Ichigo pulled the face up; Grimmjow's dilated blue eyes looking into his own.

"I don't, I don't know. I've never," Grimmjow dropped his head in shame; he was over eighteen and admitting to never even touching another person sexually.

Ichigo shushed him, pulling his face back up and kissing him gently. "Hush, no shame in saving yourself. Let me take care of you then. I promise we'll both feel good." Ichigo made motions to get off the rock and Grimmjow stepped back with Ichigo still in his arms. Ichigo cupped Grimmjow's pride, his mind blank at first at the sheer size in his hand before he stroked it firmly through the cloth. Grimmjow hissed before looking at Ichigo with a lost look in his eyes. "Come on, neither of us wants sand there." Ichigo wrapped Grimmjow in his arms tightly before shifting them both to Ichigo's bedroom two floors above. Grimmjow was shivering when they arrived, not only from the cold. He'd never been shifted through something before and his system was shocked by it. Ichigo kissed him lightly, pecking around his mouth when Grimmjow didn't respond immediately. Their proximity along with Ichigo's persistence brought Grimmjow round, kissing him back gently but it didn't stay gentle for long.

They both lay on the bed, Grimmjow on his back as Ichigo pressed a gentle kiss over the teeth marks he'd left in Grimmjow's shoulder. He sucked gently at Grimmjow's salty skin, the sweat from their exertions still there. He glanced up to see Grimmjow still looking a bit lost and he lay fully on top of the other, stroking a hand down his handsome face. "Talk to me Grimmjow. What do you want to do right now?"

"I don't know how this goes; I don't want to do it wrong."

Ichigo smiled slightly, running his fingers through the blue hair. "There isn't a right or wrong here, just what feels good and what doesn't. So, what do you want?" Ichigo thrust down a little, trying to stimulate the other into wanting more.

"I want you to touch me, not through my trousers, and I want to see all of you." Grimmjow didn't sound sure of himself but from Ichigo's smirk, he realised he must have asked for the right thing. Ichigo slid backwards, sitting up on his knees just over Grimmjow's feet as he undid his trousers. He slid them off his hips, staring into Grimmjow's eyes the whole time but Grimmjow wasn't looking at his face. Inch by inch Ichigo revealed himself, the worship in Grimmjow's eyes extremely flattering as he pulled his hard member free. His first instinct was to hide it slightly behind his hand but he didn't want to seem unconfident and throw off his already slightly skittish partner. The trousers pooled at Ichigo's knees and he leaned onto his toes to get them off, kicking them to the floor as he stalked back over Grimmjow. "Your turn."

Grimmjow inhaled loudly as his belt was pulled loose and the first hook undone. Ichigo planted a wet kiss at the revealed flesh before snapping the other hooks open at once exposing the navy curls and the long thick cock rising from them. Ichigo leaned down, running his nose along the solid muscle as he pulled the trousers down over Grimmjow's ass and pushed them the rest of the way. Grimmjow used his legs to get them all the way off before pulling Ichigo close, stopping the instant their manhoods touched. Grimmjow had one hand at the back of Ichigo's neck and his eyes were fixed on the throbbing red tips facing him. Ichigo slid back and forth, providing a little friction that made Grimmjow hiss.

"Wrap your hand around us both; your hands are bigger than mine." Ichigo whispered into Grimmjow's ear, nibbling at the lobe when he'd finished. Grimmjow did as he was instructed, wrapping his hand around them and inhaling sharply at the feeling. Grimmjow had touched himself before, he'd played around and discovered orgasms the same way most teenage boys did but he'd never touched another man and to feel one pressed against his own was intense. Ichigo had his eyes closed as he rode the large hand pressing him against the hot rod, thrusting into Grimmjow and matching his groan.

Grimmjow gulped in deep breaths as Ichigo moved over him. He watched Ichigo's skin flush and start to glow with sweat as it moved rhythmically over him. The toned abdomen creased and relaxed as the hips move and it made a tight knot gather in Grimmjow's groin. He moved fast, turning them so he was over Ichigo and captured the other in a kiss that stole Ichigo's breath and burst his eyes open. He looked up at Grimmjow, mouth moving as he tried to make sense of what had just happened but was struggling. Grimmjow smirked a little before he started to move like Ichigo had been, thrusting down a little harsher than the smaller man. Ichigo let out a garbled moan at the change in pace, thrusting up erratically as he approached his end. Grimmjow lowered his body so he was resting chest to chest with Ichigo and he buried his face in Ichigo's damp neck. The pace increased again, Grimmjow whimpering slightly into Ichigo's skin which made Ichigo lift a hand to the back of Grimmjow's neck, holding him fondly as he felt himself go over the crest, eyes rolling back as his back undulated, warmth spreading over his stomach from his release and a low hiss escaping his teeth which ended with a gasp. Ichigo's motions stopped with his orgasm, the pleasure frying his brain for a second and the look on Ichigo's face along with the knowledge that he'd brought that out of the other made Grimmjow cry out, his spine bowing with the force of his release. Grimmjow planted his spare hand, knuckles down, into the sheets as he tried to come down from his high and not crush his lover in the process. Ichigo spread his legs more, Grimmjow settling onto the bed a little lower and looking down at the other.

"That was intense." Grimmjow's voice was still breathy and it brought a chuckle out of the other.

"You're not kidding." Ichigo stretched out a bit, arching his back and drawing a groan out of the larger man between his legs. Ichigo snapped his eyes back thinking he'd hurt Grimmjow in his stretch.

"Please don't do that again; it hurt a bit trying to get hard as quickly after." Grimmjow was a bit bashful as he held his semi erect member against his body. He rolled onto his side, staying between Ichigo's legs but sitting up a bit.

They looked at each other a little uncomfortably before Ichigo chuckled, sitting up and leaning forward, cocking one leg up so he could rest his elbow in his knee. He pulled Grimmjow over and pecked him on the cheek. "Don't be embarrassed, please don't think right now. It was amazing, I loved it." Ichigo smiled as he kissed Grimmjow's cheek again.

"I know it wasn't all the way, I'm sorry, I'll try and do better,"

Ichigo cut the other off. "Stop, who said we were supposed to go all the way, I enjoyed what we did and I would love to do it again sometime soon, no rush for anything else."

Grimmjow looked over at Ichigo, doubt still in his mind. "But, surely you want more."

Ichigo shook his head. "Why do you ask that? I came, before you I might add and it was amazing, why do you doubt it so much?"

Grimmjow pulled his legs up, sitting side on to Ichigo and not meeting his eyes. "You've got more experience than me; I don't even know what to do."

Ichigo sniggered, drawing a dirty look from the other and Grimmjow made a move to leave the bed. Ichigo shot a hand out to stop Grimmjow moving but was still trying to contain himself. "I have experience? Who told you that? You're the first person I've ever kissed let alone anything else. Who would be interested in the moody over powered kid?"

Grimmjow frowned, looking at the side for a moment before meeting Ichigo's eyes again. "You haven't done this before either?" Ichigo shook his head. "But, you knew what to do; you sounded so sure of yourself. How?"

Ichigo looked embarrassed, rubbing the back of his head. "You remember I told you I spend a lot of time in Kisuke's head? Have you met that man? His perverted thoughts let alone his memories of his many sexual encounters not only turned me off any relations with females but it taught me some stuff."

"Stuff?"

"Well the last session had me dumped right into a dream sequence the asshole forgot to mention and I got to see him fantasise over you. At least I know for sure he's never seen you naked, he did not do you justice." Ichigo smiled wickedly, drawing Grimmjow in for a searing kiss.

Well, yeah nothing major in this chapter but a little bit of relationship building and a bit of naughtiness. Moving on to some discoveries some hidden council plans and i'm pretty sure the next chapter will have a cliff hanger, only warning you. Things going to get a bit serious soon.

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