A/N Sorry this took so long, life has reared it's ugly head again. To try to make up for the wait I made this chapter longer and included the first lemon I have ever written. I hope you enjoy and let me know what you think.
"Why don't we get comfortable and hang out until we get tired?" said Grimmjow, "I have sweats or regular pajama pants, which would you prefer?"
"Pajama pants, it's too warm for sweats."
Grimmjow went to his dresser and tossed Ichigo a pair of baby blue silk pajama pants, "Sorry they might be a little big on you." Grimmjow said as he began to undress and pull on a pair of green pants with what looked like small red polka dots on them. They had been up talking for a few hours and were getting ready to settle down and watch a movie in Grimmjow's room.
"What do you want to watch?" Grimmjow asked," I have pretty much anything you can think of."
"I don't care; I can watch pretty much anything. Except for horror, I don't really like horror movies." Ichigo said looking at Grimmjow out of the corner of his eye. Grimmjow laughed and grabbed a movie and putting it in. He jumped onto his bed and started to get comfortable next to Ichigo when Ichigo burst out laughing.
"What's so funny, berry?" Grimmjow asked.
"Oh my god, I just got a good look at your pants!" Ichigo gasped out pointing at the green pants with small red strawberries embroidered all over them, "Why do you have those?"
"Nnoitra gave them to me yesterday, bastard thought it was hilarious. I only have these and the pajama pants your wearing and I didn't think you'd be amused if I gave these to you." Grimmjow said sheepishly. Ichigo just smiled at him and leaned over kissing his cheek.
"Let's watch the movie. What did you pick?"
Grimmjow gave Ichigo an evil smile and grabbed the remote hitting play, "You'll see."
An hour later Ichigo was practically in Grimmjow's lap with his face buried in the man's chest. "You are such an ass!" Grimmjow had put on Alfred Hitchcock's The Birds, a classic horror movie.
"Aw, come on Berry, I'll keep you safe," Grimmjow purred wrapping his arms tightly around Ichigo pulling him closer. Ichigo glared at the man and decided that he was gonna make the devious asshole suffer. Through the rest of the movie Ichigo made a point to touch the man in very "accidentally" sexual ways every time there was a part of the movie that made him jump. By the end of the movie Grimmjow was growling low in his chest, thinking to himself that maybe his plan to cause the smaller man to cuddle close had actually been a bad one. Yes, Ichigo had indeed been scared and moved in close for comfort, but while held been grabbing and burying himself into Grimmjow, he'd managed to rub against him in the most suggestive ways and brush against his now staining length. Ichigo had buried his face in Grimmjow's neck quite a few times and each time Grimmjow's body reacted to the feel of his lips brushing across his neck and his breath blowing across his ear. Now he was horny as hell with a raging hard-on and afraid to move because he didn't want Ichigo to see and make him uncomfortable.
Ichigo stretched and turned to Grimmjow, "It's late, let's get some sleep." Grimmjow didn't notice the amusement shinning in his eyes or the lust simmering below the surface. Ichigo had turned himself on while trying to torture his boyfriend. "I wonder if it worked," he thought to himself, "should I try to test the water?" Ichigo was pulled from his thoughts when Grimmjow began to shift around to lie on his side, Ichigo caught a glimpse of his soon to be lovers very obvious arousal. "Well that answers that, tonight is a good night to get laid."
Ichigo lay down on his back, apparently not caring that he sported a noticeable tent in his pants, and said "What not even a kiss goodnight?" He heard Grimmjow snort and felt him roll over, pausing as he caught a glimpse of Ichigo's problem. Ichigo didn't give him a chance to comprehend the situation before he was flipped on to his back with the orange haired man pinning him to the bed.
"Your choice of movie has created a mutual problem, "he said as he ground his hips down causing his erection to slide across Grimmjow's, pulling a moan from the older man's throat, "I don't know about you but I can't sleep when I'm horny."
Grimmjow's mind finally caught up with the situation and he smiled, "what do you suggest we do about it then?"
Ichigo gave him a looked that said you are so fucked, and Grimmjow began to think that he was going to be, literally. Grimmjow's head was spinning wondering what he had gotten himself into, even though Ichigo was smaller than him, he doubted that he could dominate him in bed. "Shit, well this is different. I've never bottomed for anyone in my life, why doesn't the thought bother me more?" Grimmjow thought to himself. As if reading his mind Ichigo leaned in and husked in his ear, "Relax, I'll only go as far as you want me to. There are many other ways that I can please you. If you don't like something let me know. I am going to bring you more pleasure than you thought possible and by the end I'll have you screaming my name." Grimmjow could only moan as Ichigo's mouth began to move down his neck, kissing and nipping leaving a burning trail in its wake. Grimmjow tilted his head to the side, exposing more of his neck to the other man's assault. Ichigo's hands played with the hem of his shirt before sliding underneath to run his hands across hard muscle that bunched and quivered as he trailed across them. The need to see and taste more of the man under him was growing; with a low growl Ichigo reclaimed Grimmjow's lips as he placed both hands at the collar of his shirt. "You taste so good, Grimm." Ichigo purred against his lips, "I plan on tasting every inch of you tonight. " When Grimmjow let out a loud moan, Ichigo felt his cock twitch. The sounds coming from the larger man were intoxicating; he was slowly losing his self control. Ichigo let out a low rumble from deep in his chest as he ripped the blue haired man's shirt in half, having grown to impatient to remove it properly.
"Damn, Ichi! I like that shirt."
"You'll like this better, so shut up."
"ah, shit…." Grimmjow's voice trailed off as Ichigo's mouth began to move again. Grimmjow lost himself in the feeling of lips, tongue, and teeth moving across his newly exposed flesh. When Ichigo reached a hard pebbled dusky nipple he bit down harshly causing a broken gasp to escape the panting body he was ravishing. With a smile he ran his tongue over the now red nipple to sooth it before treating the other one to the same treatment. Ichigo's mouth felt like lava to Grimmjow, the treatment he was receiving setting his body on fire. "I-Ich-I, oh god, fuck!" Ichigo grinned and continued his assault. Grimmjow's mind was a haze of lust and he couldn't focus on anything other than the sensations of Ichigo's mouth and hands. A sharp bite to his inner thigh brought him out of his daze, "when did he take my pants off?" he briefly thought to himself before he was once again lost to the burning need Ichigo was causing, his tongue leaving wet trails over down his inner thighs moving slowly down one leg and up the other. Grimmjow reached down pulling at Ichigo's shirt, desperate to feel the smaller man's skin against him. Ichigo pulled away from writhing man and removed his shirt, smirking the entire time.
"Is this what you want? You want to see me? Feel me? Tell me Grimm, do you need me?"
"Oh, god, Ichi. I want to feel you against me; I need to feel you against me."
"Oh really," Ichigo teased as he slid his body up Grimmjow's until his lips were millimeters from the others, "tell me how bad you need me, baby. Tell me what you need me to do. I want to hear you."
"I want you, I need you. Naked. On me, against me. I need you to touch me, Ichi, I feel like I'm on fire." Grimmjow panted against Ichigo's lips. Ichigo groaned and devoured the man's mouth in a demanding kiss, his tongue forcing its way in, stealing the breath from the big man's lungs. Ichigo shifted himself moving down Grimmjow's body again, making sure never to break the skin on skin contact. When he reached the painfully hard erection he let his breath ghost over it while admiring the sheer size was impressive, he was about the same girth but about 2 inches longer, and Ichigo was not a small man. Ichigo hummed to himself as he flicked his tongue out catching the copious amounts of pre-cum leaking from the twitching member, moans escaping both men. Ichigo looked up to see Grimmjow propped up on his elbows watching him through half-lidded eyes. Ichigo locked his gaze as he took the weeping head in his mouth, the stifled moan that barely escaped Grimmjow caused Ichigo to pull back and frown.
"I want to hear you, don't hold back or I will." Seeing a look of mild confusion cross Grimmjow's face, Ichigo smirked and didn't give him time to comprehend what he had said. In one swift fluid movement, Ichigo took Grimmjow's entire member in his mouth, deep throating him without gagging, barely. The animalistic snarling groan that tore from Grimmjow's throat went straight to Ichigo's groin pulling his own growl from his chest. As the vibrations traveled along Grimmjow's length he couldn't help but buck his hips until Ichigo's vice like grip pinned them to the bed. Grimmjow stuttered and moaned unable to form any coherent words or thoughts as he watched Ichigo's head bob up and down sucking hard and swallowing around him. He didn't think he was gonna be able to last much longer, Ichigo was too damn good at sucking dick. As the familiar coil tightened in his gut his cock gave a warning pulse and Ichigo pulled away suddenly, "not yet, I'm not done with you yet. I want to hear you beg for me to let you cum."
Grimmjow opened his mouth to protest but was cut off when he was suddenly flipped over and his face shoved into the pillow. Ichigo grabbed the torn shirt and pulled it violently down his arms, but instead of removing it, with a few quick movements he had tied Grimmjow's wrists together behind his back. Ichigo grabbed him and pulled his hips up so his knees were under him, his naked ass in the air displayed for Ichigo to admire.
"What the hell?"
"Hmm, you look so sexy like this, completely at my mercy. Do you know the things I want to do to you? I bet that you have never let anyone fuck this beautiful ass of yours, have you? It makes me so hard thinking that I'm gonna be the first to have my dick buried balls deep in you. But that can wait for another time, I'll let you get used to the idea, right now….." Ichigo watched as Grimmjow's neck and ears turned red. "Your blushing, god that's sexy." Ichigo ran his tongue up the back of Grimmjow's neck causing him to shudder and moan. Ichigo took his time kissing and nibbling every inch of flesh he could reach. Grimmjow's body was trembling with need, his breathing was harsh and erratic, and he couldn't take anymore.
"Ichi, please…" he moaned out.
"Please what? What do you want me to do to you?"
"Please, I need to cum, I can't take it anymore."
"As you wish, I aim to please."
Ichigo moved behind Grimmjow again placing a hand on each side of his ass, spreading his cheeks to admire the virgin hole in front of him. Ichigo leaned in and slowly ran his tongue from the top all the way down stopping to swirl the tip of the wet appendage around the entrance before continuing down until he reached the man's scrotum. Ichigo teased each ball before sucking on them one at time. Releasing the soft skin he returned to the hole that he so desperately wanted to be buried in. He placed small kisses around the entrance before swirling his tongue around the opening again.
"Oh, god, what are you doing? Ichi, please-" Grimmjow panted, not sure if he liked the feeling of what Ichigo was doing, until he felt Ichigo's tongue invade him. He let out a loud whine as he felt that wicked tongue slowly move in and out of him. "Nnggh….I-Iii-chi-gooooo! More, please, oh god…" Grimmjow's voice trailed off into a string of unintelligible gibberish. Ichigo steadied the other man with a firm grip on his hips as he moved his tongue in deeper and faster with each thrust, when he felt Grimmjow's inner muscles start to clench and spasm he reached under the man and began to stroke his throbbing cock. Grimmjow couldn't take the stimulation overload, "Ich-I-I'm gon-na…." Grimmjow stuttered. Ichigo thrust his tongue in as deep as he could, brushing against the prostate, Grimmjow almost screamed at the overwhelming pleasure that flooded his body. Ichigo continued to move his hand up and down the pulsing cock as his tongue hit the sensitive bundle of nerves with every thrust. Once, twice, on the third thrust Grimmjow came harder than he had ever come before, Ichigo's name torn from his lips as he screamed out his release.
Grimmjow's body sagged onto the bed; he turned his head to the side to look at Ichigo. What he saw almost made him hard again; Ichigo was slowly licking his cum from his fingers, looking like it was the sweetest thing in the world.
"O, god, that's hot." Grimmjow moaned out, unable to stop watching. Ichigo looked at him and stared right into his eyes, and slowly sucked a cum covered finger into his mouth letting his eyes drift closed in satisfaction. "Untie me, let me touch you. I need to feel you cum for me."
Ichigo opened his eyes, and smirked. He moved so he was sitting with his back to the wall, facing Grimmjow's head. "I don't think so," he said, raising himself up to his knees and sliding his pants and boxers down. "I think I want to see your face as you watch, knowing you can't do anything." Ichigo said as he settled back and slowly began to stroke himself. Grimmjow growled and pulled at his bindings, he needed to touch the red head, needed to taste him, after a few minutes of fighting against his restraints he managed to pull his hands free. Giving Ichigo a feral smile he grabbed him by his hips and pulled him over.
"Your mine now," growled Grimmjow and began to lick and taste the smaller man, a desperate parody of what had been done to him. He didn't have the patience to take his time, he wanted to swallow him whole and feel him come undone, now! Grimmjow descended on Ichigo's cock until his nose rested against the soft orange curls at its base. Moaning deep in his chest he swallowed around it twice before beginning to move up and down it in a smooth steady pace. Ichigo brought his hands to the back of the head in his lap burying his fingers in the soft blue hair.
"Mmmmm, Grimm, so good. I can't…." Grimmjow's only answer was to hum around the member in his mouth causing Ichigo to almost cum on the spot. "Oh, god, Grimm-I'm gonna, I can't…Grimmjow!"
Ichigo came hard down Grimmjow's throat, calling the blue haired man's name. Grimmjow milked Ichigo's cock until it was dry, slowly letting it slide from his mouth. He smiled as he moved up to capture Ichigo's lips in a deep sensual kiss. He maneuvered their bodies so they were lying side by side on the pillows, never breaking the kiss. When they finally parted, Grimmjow sighed and pulled the smaller man closer to him. Ichigo snuggled into his chest and let sleep claim him, Grimmjow not far behind.
