Rein Raus
Ich bin der Reiter
du bist das Ross
ich steige auf
wir reiten los
du stöhnst
ich sag dir vor
ein Elefant im Nadelöhr
Rein Raus
Shiro fell forward on the bed, panting and body feeling numb and yet tingly all at the same time. He hated and loved this feeling so, so much. Another body collapsed on his back before slowly rolling off him and giggling. Shiro would have sneered had he been able to but he still hadn't recovered yet from the mind numbing orgasm he'd just had. A smooth hand reached up to rub at his back and he managed to shake it off. The person in bed next to him giggled again.
"Shiro Baby. This is the second time you've called me over this week. How's that crush of yours going?" A lilting voice purred and Shiro growled.
"Go to hell, bitch."
More giggling.
"That doesn't sound like fun. I'd rather fuck you again." The body on the bed shifted and a hand reached down to roughly cup Shiro's ass. "Unlike a guy, I don't need time for my cock to recover so I'm ready again when you are."
Shiro closed his eyes and buried his face in the mattress. The only reason he was okay with this situation was because Yoruichi, the woman he was currently in bed with, knew how to keep her mouth shut and... it was the only way he could feel good about letting someone fuck him in the ass. If it was a girl doing it, it wasn't gay, right? Right? Right. Shiro nodded and looked back over his shoulder at Yoruichi as she got to her knees behind him.
"Do it harder this time." he said before looking forward again.
Yoruichi grinned and pushed the long sweaty bangs off her forehead. "Oh don't worry. I'll hit you nice and hard this time, Shiro Baby."
Shiro closed his eyes and grit his teeth, knowing he would love every minute of what was about to happen to him.
Shiro woke to someone pounding on his front door and he, not for the first time, wished he could legally own a gun. Criminal records sucked. Groaning, Shiro rolled out of bed and stood, wincing as his back spasmed and nearly dropped him to the floor. Fuckin' Yoruichi. He'd said "harder" not "break me". Shiro didn't bother to grab anything to cover himself as he practically limped to the door and pulled it open. Grimmjow, used to Shiro answering the door in all states of undress, made sure he looked straight into Shiro's eyes as he spoke.
"The fuck man? I called like three times and no one answered?"
"What're you, my mother?" Shiro grumbled as he dropped the door handle and walked slowly to the kitchen for something to drink.
Grimmjow let himself inside and shut the door behind him before crossing the small living room to the couch. Shiro grabbed a bottle of orange juice and pulled off the cap, drinking straight from the bottle, before belching loudly and throwing it back in the refrigerator.
"What do you want?" Shiro asked and Grimmjow grinned.
"I'm in a good mood and bored."
Shiro smirked and opened his mouth when someone cleared their throat. Shiro looked over to see Yoruichi coming out of the bedroom, fully dressed and ready to leave. Shiro held up a finger at Grimmjow and frowned at Yoruichi.
"Takin' off?"
"Yeah. Thanks though. Call me if you need help again." Yoruichi kissed Shiro's cheek and giggled a little before smiling at Grimmjow and taking her leave.
Grimmjow cocked an eyebrow. "Her?"
Shiro frowned and shook his head. "Naw. She's a lesbian."
Both Grimmjow's eyebrows went up into his hairline and he blinked at Shiro.
"So… why are you naked and why was she in yer room?"
"Don't ask so many fuckin' questions." Shiro said before retreating to his room to put some clothes on.
Grimmjow just shook his head and waited, grabbing a book off the coffee table and chuckling when he saw it was all about Harley Davidsons. Shiro loved those things but he was too chicken shit to get one himself. By the time Shiro was dressed Grimmjow had long since lost interest in the book and was playing with the things in his pocket. His wallet, his phone, his keys, two tickets stubs from the night before. Grimmjow smiled at the memory of his non-date with Ichigo and bit his lip a little.
"The fuck's up with that chick look?" Shiro said as he walked back into the living room.
"Nothin'. Had a good night last night is all."
Shiro frowned. "What?"
Grimmjow rolled his eyes and shoved the ticket stubs back into his pocket before answering.
"I told you, I went out with Ichigo last night."
Shiro's mouth tightened and he walked back to the kitchen before answering.
"I thought Cutie didn't like you."
Grimmjow grunted and smirked. "Don't call him that. He might be my boyfriend soon."
A glass broke and Grimmjow frowned, looking towards the kitchen. "What was that?"
"Dropped somethin'." Shiro said, looking down at the shards of glass at his bare feet.
"Be more careful, stupid. I'm bored, but not bored enough to spend the day with you getting stitches." Grimmjow grumbled and leaned back on the couch.
"So what do ya wanna do?"
Shiro was still staring at the glass as he remembered a conversation he had had with Yoruichi the night before. They had been taking a break, Shiro usually liked to do it as much as he could stand when he called her over so he had to do it as little as possible, when Yoruichi had announced that she was throwing a party the following weekend.
"Shiro Baby, you should come. All gays and I'm pretty sure no one will know who you are."
"I'm not going to some fag party, Yoruichi. Drop it." Shiro practically spat.
"Jesus, Shiro. Look, one of these days you are going to want to get fucked by a guy. You said it yourself, you hate doing it with me where you can see my tits, right?"
Shiro frowned and looked up at the ceiling. "I don't hate yer tits." he said, emphasizing his words by reaching over and squeezing one of them.
"But you don't want to see them while I fuck you." Shiro glared at the ceiling hard and nodded.
"Then come. Be anonymous. Fuck some random guy and never talk to him again." Yoruichi smoothed back some of the hair on Shiro's forehead. "It'll be great. Trust me."
Shiro shook himself and realized the glass was still at his feet and he was still in the kitchen staring at it. Thin white eyebrows pulled together and Shiro cleared his throat.
"Actually… I have stuff to do today." he called out and Grimmjow frowned.
"Like what?"
"Just fucking stuff, asshole. Quit bein' so nosy." Shiro snapped and Grimmjow chuckled.
"Fuck. Didn't you just get laid? Relax a bit Shiro."
"I'm serious." Shiro said as he bent to pick up the larger pieces of glass off the floor. "I've got a butt ton of homework and studying to do. And today's my only free day to do everything for the next week."
Grimmjow sighed dramatically. "Fine." he said at length. "Maybe I'll go bug Ichigo at work later or something." Grimmjow grinned at that idea and turned to the kitchen.
"You need help with that?"
Shiro looked up sharply before sneering a grin at Grimmjow. "No I don't need yer fuckin' help. Wha'do I look like, a fuckin' chick?"
Grimmjow chuckled and shook his head. "Whatever. Go smoke some pot and call that girl back. You obviously didn't get enough last night."
"Yeah."
Grimmjow sighed and stuck his hands in his pockets. "Alright then. Have fun with your brain and books today."
Shiro nodded and continued to clean up the glass without cutting himself. Grimmjow turned and left, shutting the door quietly behind him and Shiro waited for as long as he could before he exploded. He stood and took a deep breath before he began tearing cupboards open and ripping items of shelves. Glass shattered, metal clanged, plastic made hollow sounds in between as Shiro tore his kitchen to pieces. It felt like he'd been at it forever but his kitchen was small enough that it had probably been close to a minute. He stood in the middle of it all, panting and looking around himself at what he'd done.
"Fuckin'…."
He slowly waded out of the mess, careful to miss the glass, and grabbed up his phone, dialing a recently frequently used number. He tried to control his breathing before anyone answered.
"Why did I know you were going to be calling me again?" Yoruichi asked in way of answering the phone.
"That party next weekend? I'm in."
"YES! Oh God, Shiro, I'm so happy you finally decided to come to one of these. I promise you will have a good time. I'll make sure of it."
"Whatever. I need a ride somewhere." Shiro announced and Yoruichi laughed.
"Where too, Shiro Baby?"
Shiro looked back at his kitchen and sighed.
"Walmart."
Ichigo answered the front door and scowled at a grinning Shinji. Shinji stepped inside, kicked off his shoes, dragged Ichigo over to the couch and forced him to sit before he began to pepper him with questions about his date with Grimmjow.
"It… wasn't a date." Ichigo started and Shinji balled his fist before ramming it in Ichigo's shoulder and then sticking a long, thin finger in the younger man's face.
"No more of that you big idiot. It was a date. D. A. T. E. Date. Deal with it."
Ichigo rolled his eyes. "Whatever…."
"Not whatever. Date."
"Fine. Date."
Shinji grinned widely and clapped his hands together. "You admitted it." he sang and Ichigo blushed.
"Now spill."
Ichigo recounted the night before as best he could, stopping and pouring out more details when Shinji wasn't satisfied with an explanation. By the time he was finished he was tired again but he couldn't stop the corner of his mouth from tilting almost permanently.
"Oh my God. You are so in love." Shinji said and Ichigo's face paled.
"Sh-shut up. I'm not… there's no way… I just met this guy Shinji!"
Shinji only grinned. "Fine. Whatever you say, Ichigo."
Ichigo glared and looked away from the blond, crossing his arms over his chest and scowling at the wall above the TV.
"Anyway. That's not the only reason I came over. We are going to a party next weekend. Mostly for gays but there are swingers there that Nnoi and I like to play with sometimes. Anyway, there's some cute boys there that will love to get their hands on some fresh meat."
Ichigo blushed and shook his head. "Shinji, I'm not…."
"I'm kidding Ichigo. But you are coming whether you want to or not because Nnoi always leaves me alone at these things and I want to show off my newly gay hot friend."
"Shut up."
"So, that means I want you dressed to impress, Ichi. Just… go naked and we'll paint the word 'sex' on yer chest." Shinji grinned and Ichigo rolled his eyes.
"Oh, I know! A little gold thong to cover yer shame."
Ichigo hit Shinji to the shoulder with the back of his hand. "Idiot."
"I can't believe you didn't invite him up." Shinji grumbled suddenly, changing topics.
Ichigo sighed and stood up to get himself a glass of water, running his fingers back through his hair and messing with it a bit before dropping his hand to his side.
"I… God. I really wanted to." he admitted and Shinji bit his lip as his grin grew. "But…."
"But…?"
Ichigo grabbed a glass from the cupboard and pulled open the refrigerator for the water. He filled his glass and put the pitcher away, taking a sip from the glass before answering Shinji.
"But I couldn't." Shinji frowned. "I'm not…."
"What do you mean you're not ready? You two have already fucked and made out and you sucked his dick on your birthday."
Ichigo winced at the words for how harsh they sounded and he nodded his head. "Yeah but that was before… all that stuff after my birthday. I'm not… ready."
Shinji's frown deepened before he sighed and stood. "Fine. Yer still goin' with me though."
Ichigo smiled. "Fine. I'll go."
I'm thinking of you
From: Grimm
10:37am 07/19/09
Ichigo blinked down at the screen on his phone and frowned. What? Ichigo continued to stare, not really able to process what he was seeing. Shinji looked up from the needle he was threading and frowned at Ichigo.
"What?"
"That's… that's what I wanna know." Ichigo muttered and cocked his head the side.
Shinji scooted closer on the couch and squinted at the screen on Ichigo's phone.
"Who's that from?"
"Grimmjow." Ichigo mumbled and Shinji's eyes suddenly widened.
"Oh my God." Shinji squealed and stood up. "This is like… oh, this is so cute."
"What does he mean… he's thinking about me?" Ichigo asked and Shinji ignored him.
"I wonder how hot the sex is going to be when you two finally fuck behind camera." Shinji wondered out loud and it slowly began to dawn on Ichigo what the text could mean.
His face began to pale a little and his mouth opened.
"What…? Why would he…?"
"Because he likes you." Shinji sang and bounced off without Ichigo really listening to him.
Ichigo shook his head and felt his heart pound in his chest, his palms go damp and his skin tingle. He bit his lip and replied to Grimmjow's text.
Stop it
From: Cupcake
10:43am 07/19/09
Ichigo moved to put his phone away when it signaled another incoming text. Ichigo rolled his eyes and looked at it, a small smile tugging at his lips at what he saw, though he wasn't sure why.
No
From: Grimm
10:43am 07/19/09
Shinji watched Ichigo from the kitchen as he smiled at his phone and grinned. Watching love blossom was Shinji's favorite hobby.
Ichigo got a call Tuesday morning from Shunsui, begging him to fill in for an actor that had been put in the hospital for food poisoning. It was a short film they were doing and he was going to be the top position for the entire thing; no switching. The parameters were: blow job, a little fingering, then at least three positions while fucking. Ichigo wrote it all down on a pad of paper and nodded.
"Yeah sure. I can do that." he said, capping the pen he had used to write everything down. "When?"
"Actually… in about two hours. Sorry for the short notice, but…."
Ichigo looked at the calendar and saw that he wasn't scheduled to work at Kandi Flipz for a couple days yet for he was free to do the film.
"Just tell me where and I'm there."
Ichigo jotted down the address and hung up before stripping out of his clothes and hopping into the shower. He needed to do a quick trim but he knew he was otherwise camera ready. Shinji made him go to his neighbor's salon to get waxed just about every week and Ichigo thanked his heritage that he had little hair on his body to begin with; that shit was painful. He was actually really looking forward to getting to top today as he so rarely got to do it. At work he was too often put in an exclusive bottoming position and hardly ever got a role for exclusive topping. With Shinji he wasn't allowed to fuck him, as per Shinji and Nnoi's "rules" in regards to their open relationship. He liked that the guys he was usually with in that way were smaller than him and slightly feminine. He supposed that helped him before he'd realized he was gay and wondered if his taste would remain the same now that he knew what he had been doing. Ichigo stepped out of the shower and dried himself thoroughly before retreating to his room to change his clothes. He liked to be perfectly clean when he went to a shoot and that meant everything had to be changed.
He made sure to run the AC in the car the entire way over so that he wouldn't sweat and parked as close as he could get to the place as possible. He was working at the studio today but he didn't mind it. He felt less like he was invading someone else's space when they did it at the studio. He stepped inside the building and closed the door, pulling his cell phone out and turning it completely off before he got too close to set. Aizen, the near silent director, got scary angry when he heard cell phones during scenes. He met Shunsui first and shook his hand, almost fully successful in stopping the ingrained bow from happening.
"Glad you could make it, Ichigo. You are always reliable and I like that about you."
"Heh, thanks." Ichigo said, feeling a little embarrassed about the praise especially with what it was in regards to.
"Well, you even made it before your other half, so sit down and relax until he gets here."
That was easy enough. Ichigo grabbed a bottled water and sat in one of the metal chairs always on hand at the studio as he waited. He heard the door slam open shortly after he had gotten comfortable and he stood, looking back towards the entrance to see who had arrived. Ichigo's jaw dropped and his eyes went comically wide when he saw who it was he was going to be working with that day. Who he was going to be topping that day. The other man looked his way and stopped, sapphire eyes widening and hand stopping midway through pushing back thick blue hair. Ichigo watched a perfect mouth form the words, "Oh shit." before blue eyes averted themselves and Grimmjow walked away from Ichigo. Ichigo frowned and looked at the floor, suddenly very confused.
Grimmjow was certain he was going to have a heart attack; his heart was beating so fast his ribs hurt. What the hell was Ichigo doing there? Why had Shunsui called Ichigo of all the other people he could have called? Grimmjow took a deep breath and walked to Shunsui's office, rapping once on the door before entering.
"Oh good you're here."
"Why him?" Grimmjow said quietly, leaning over Shunsui's desk and resting his palms on wood.
"I thought you liked working with him." Shunsui asked, face full of surprise.
"Not like this!" Grimmjow insisted, standing up straight and taking another deep breath.
"Give me a good reason and I'll let you back out." Shunsui said with an agreeable tone.
Grimmjow furrowed his brow and growled a little defensively.
"You know I don't have one." he hissed.
Shunsui smiled and leaned back in his chair, folding his hands in front of him.
"Well, then. Get out there and get ready."
Grimmjow sneered at Shunsui a moment longer before he turned out of the room and stomped to an ice chest sitting close to the set. Ichigo was standing next to it still and Grimmjow pulled up short, brow furrowing again and lip disappearing between teeth. Ichigo looked away and his stomach started to roll a bit from the sudden nerves. Grimmjow cleared his throat and let out a breath.
"Hey."
Ichigo nodded. "Hey."
They hadn't seen each other since the "date" on Saturday, even though Grimmjow had tried to on multiple occasions they had always missed each other. Grimmjow didn't really look happy to see Ichigo right now and it made him feel a little sick. Ichigo sighed and bit his lip, looking down and away from Grimmjow.
"They might be able to find someone else if you're that opposed to doing this with me." Ichigo said quietly, frowning the entire time he spoke.
Grimmjow blew out his breath and rolled his eyes. He moved closer to Ichigo and lowered his head, speaking low so that only Ichigo could hear him.
"It's not like that. I just…," Grimmjow reached up and rubbed the back of his neck. "Fuck. Look. I… just don't… hold anything I do against me later. Please?"
Ichigo frowned and looked up at Grimmjow, their heads almost bumping with how close they were. Well, at least he would most definitely never need a fluffer around Grimmjow, Ichigo thought to himself as he inhaled Grimmjow's scent before meeting his eyes.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
Grimmjow frowned and looked away, his face heating a little as he angled his head closer to Ichigo's ear.
"It's… a little embarrassing okay. Just… don't say anything about it."
"Don't say anything about…."
"Alright boys, places."
Grimmjow took a deep breath and walked onto the set where a large bed was made especially for them, stopping close to the bed and turning to wait for Ichigo. Ichigo shook himself and tried to relax so he wouldn't be too flustered on camera. If he didn't do a good job he had no one to blame but himself. As soon as the camera started rolling they were supposed to start kissing and he had to be ready and willing to do that, even if he did feel weird because of Grimmjow's attitude today. Grimmjow cracked his neck and rolled his shoulders before opening his eyes and smiling at Ichigo, seemingly in a much more relaxed mood all of the sudden. Ichigo frowned a bit before smirking back and stepping up close to him.
"Roll in 3… 2…." a soft voice said and Ichigo took a quick breath before reaching up and curling his fingers around the back of Grimmjow's neck.
Grimmjow had the chance to smirk back just before Ichigo's lips touched his and he closed his eyes, letting his fingers start to play at the hem of Ichigo's shirt. Ichigo opened his mouth and sucked on Grimmjow's lower lip, biting it as soon as he was able. Grimmjow sighed and felt his body relax as he opened his mouth and let his tongue play upon Ichigo's upper lip. The hand on the back of Grimmjow's neck flexed before tightening and pulling Grimmjow closer. Ichigo let go of Grimmjow's lip with his teeth and opened his mouth, letting his tongue meet with Grimmjow's before sliding inside. Grimmjow sucked on Ichigo's tongue and lifted his shirt a little, running the tips of his fingers over Ichigo's now exposed skin. Ichigo shivered and pulled out of the kiss bringing his other hand up to Grimmjow's chest and resting it on the bulge of muscle underneath fabric.
"Quit makin' this personal." Grimmjow whispered against Ichigo's lips and Ichigo shivered again.
"Sorry." he whispered back before shoving his tongue in Grimmjow's mouth.
Grimmjow groaned and pressed his hips into Ichigo, rubbing his arousal against Ichigo's thigh and drinking down Ichigo's moan. Grimmjow's hands grabbed the hem of Ichigo's shirt and pulled it up, backing out of the kiss so he could yank it over Ichigo's head. Ichigo put his arms up and barely gave Grimmjow time to pull the shirt completely off him before he was yanking Grimmjow's shirt off as well and pulling him back in for another kiss. Ichigo reached up and pinched Grimmjow's nipple hard and Grimmjow hissed as he pulled out of the kiss. Ichigo's eyes stared into his and Grimmjow's composure cracked a little. He let out a shaky breath and pulled Ichigo as close as he could, burying his face in Ichigo's neck for a moment before licking and biting it. Ichigo breathed out and let his head fall back as he reached for the button on Grimmjow's jeans. Grimmjow was bare beneath and Ichigo felt his mouth water as the loose jeans fell from his grasp, sucking in a breath when Grimmjow did the same to his pants. Grimmjow's hand eagerly cupped Ichigo's hard cock and pressed the heel of his hand against the tip. Ichigo reached out and wrapped his hand around the base of Grimmjow's cock and used the grip to guide Grimmjow closer. Grimmjow bit his lip and pulled away from Ichigo's neck, looking down into dark chocolate eyes and leaning in for another kiss. Grimmjow suddenly dropped to his knees and Ichigo gasped when Grimmjow leaned forward and kissed Ichigo's cock through the fabric of his bright yellow underwear. Ichigo bit his lip and grabbed the back of Grimmjow's head, threading his fingers through Grimmjow's hair and letting his other arm hang at his side.
Grimmjow smirked and grabbed the waist of the underwear with his teeth, pulling the elastic out and down so that the head of Ichigo's dick was exposed to the air. Ichigo sucked in a breath and looked down, watching Grimmjow's fingers hook over the waist of the underwear and pull down far enough to expose the first couple inches. Grimmjow let go of the underwear and they snapped back, holding Ichigo's cock flat against his lower abdomen. Grimmjow licked at the underside with the flat of his tongue, dipping the tip into the slit at the top before going back down again. Ichigo licked his lips and gripped Grimmjow's hair tighter, pushing his head forward and receiving a quite chuckle in response. Grimmjow looked up at Ichigo and smirked, licking his lips and reaching up to cup Ichigo's testicles.
Ichigo nodded his head, jerking Grimmjow's hair and lowering his voice. "Suck."
Grimmjow's eyes rolled a little and his brow furrowed as he leaned forward again and licked at Ichigo's exposed cock. His fingers pulled the fabric away again and pulled it down over Ichigo's ass before letting go and caressing the rounded muscle. Ichigo watched as Grimmjow licked him, kissed him and savored him and he swallowed as Grimmjow pulled his underwear down further and finally to his feet so he could kick them off. Grimmjow fisted a hand at the base of Ichigo's cock and took him in in one long sucking pull. Ichigo's head fell back and his hand tightened in Grimmjow's hair, guiding the large man down over his shaft and groaning when Grimmjow tightened his lips and pulled slowly back. Another hand came up and began to fondle Ichigo's balls and Ichigo let Grimmjow play a moment longer before he pulled him off and guided him towards the bed. He was nervous and eager to get on with things and the shoot was meant to be a short one with no stopping for stills. Ichigo stopped when the backs of Grimmjow's legs hit the edge of the bed and he reached up, placing both hands on Grimmjow's chest before grinning and pushing him down.
Grimmjow bounced twice before Ichigo was crawling over the top of him with a look he could only describe in that moment as liquid sex. Ichigo pressed his lips briefly to Grimmjow's before moving down and sucking a small nipple into his mouth. Grimmjow grit his teeth and sucked in a breath as he tried not to arch his back too far. He loved sex, all forms of sex really, but he always lost it a little when it was someone else fucking him. He was anticipating it too much now, probably because it was Ichigo who was going to be doing it today. He was having trouble staying in character, the one he usually used for shoots like these, and while it irritated him it made him more uneasy than anything. He just hoped Ichigo wouldn't be turned off when they finally got down to business and Grimmjow was really no longer able to control himself.
Ichigo trailed his fingers down Grimmjow's belly and feathered the tips over Grimmjow's cock before curling them around Grimmjow's testicles and rolling them. Grimmjow's breath came out in a rush and he lifted his head to watch Ichigo kiss his way down to Grimmjow's groin. Ichigo bypassed Grimmjow's cock in favor of sinking his teeth into a sharp hipbone. Grimmjow sucked his bottom lip between his teeth and spread his legs a little wider for Ichigo to settle between them. Ichigo kissed his way down, one hand sliding lower to the cleft in Grimmjow's ass. Ichigo hoped Grimmjow didn't feel his hands shaking but there really was nothing he could do about that. Grimmjow's upper body fell back to the bed and his titled his hips a little, bending one leg at the knee and spreading it further. Ichigo's tongue laved over one of Grimmjow's testicles while he reached blindly for the bottle of lube that should have been close by in wait. When his tongue was finally low enough to tickle over the skin near that cleft Grimmjow's hips jerked and the man moaned loudly. Ichigo stopped moving and looked up at Grimmjow's face with an expression full of surprise. If it had been on the schedule Ichigo would have explored that further but he knew he had to get things moving and he grinned when his hands finally closed around a large bottle of lube.
As Ichigo opened the bottle he pressed kisses along the underside of Grimmjow's cock, groaning when the other man groaned and licking to drag the sound out of him. Ichigo pulled away and squirted some of the gel on his fingers before capping it and tossing it to the side for later use. Ichigo got to his knees between Grimmjow's legs and looked down into now dark blue eyes. Ichigo's tongue sought out the corner of his own mouth as he slowly reached down and gently pushed Grimmjow's balls out of the way with the side of his hand. Grimmjow's eyes fluttered a bit before he regained a little composure and he reached down and cupped his own dick, pulling his testicles out of the way so Ichigo had better access to where they both knew he was going next. Ichigo bit his lip and touched a slick finger to Grimmjow's ass, probing slightly before pulling his hand away, sitting back and reaching for Grimmjow's wrist with his clean hand. Grimmjow frowned and Ichigo smirked.
"Roll over." Ichigo commanded in a dark and silky voice and Grimmjow barely suppressed the shudder that wanted to run through him.
Grimmjow cleared his throat quietly and rolled over on the bed, sticking his ass up a little and pillowing his head on crossed forearms. Ichigo grinned and grabbed ahold of Grimmjow's hips, pulling his ass all the way up so that he was on his knees with his chest still touching the bed. Grimmjow closed his eyes and bit down on his lip as he tried again to control himself. Ichigo looked down at the ass presented to him and suddenly forgot what he was supposed to be doing. It was so… enticing. He swallowed and reached out, groping Grimmjow's left butt cheek with his clean hand before moving his other to slick the gel between Grimmjow's cheeks. Grimmjow hissed and his body jerked forward a bit when it touched his skin, but mostly because it was a bit cold still. His breath came out in a rush and Ichigo watched the side of Grimmjow's face that he could see as he began to circle his finger around the twitching, puckered hole.
"Ahnng… fuck." Grimmjow groaned and buried his face in the bed.
Ichigo licked his lips and did it again, this time letting the very tip of the tip of his finger push inside. Grimmjow moaned loudly before stopping the sound abruptly. Ichigo's hand moved lower, caressing Grimmjow's balls before trailing back up to Grimmjow's hole again. He didn't wait and slipped the his middle finger inside to the first knuckle before stopping at starting wide eyed down at Grimmjow as the most delicious and deep throated groan tore from the man. Ichigo pushed it in further and Grimmjow's back arched more, his legs spreading further as well. By the time Ichigo had one finger seated inside Grimmjow he wasn't sure that he was going to be able to make it all the way through today. It was only one finger and Grimmjow was already starting to lose it. Ichigo pulled his hand back and pushed a second one in beside the first, marveling at how Grimmjow opened up for him. He was so hot, so silky smooth inside and Ichigo wanted to fuck him so bad his cock was twitching with every beat of his heart. He just wanted to pull his hand away and slip inside that dark heat and not come back out again until he'd made Grimmjow cum so hard he couldn't see straight. Three fingers in and Grimmjow's hips started to buck back into Ichigo's hand and soft, whining pants were coming from Grimmjow's still buried face. Ichigo placed his free hand in the middle of Grimmjow's back and pushed, forcing Grimmjow to arch further and letting his fingers reach even further inside. When the tip of one finger brushed against Grimmjow's prostate the man froze and tensed before pushing back hard on Ichigo's hand.
"Oh fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Please stop teasing and fuck me."
Ichigo groaned at the words and the heat that came with them before abruptly pulling his hand away to search for the condom that should have been next to the lube. Object found, Ichigo ripped it open with his teeth and pulled the little bit of latex out before rolling it single-handedly over his cock. Ichigo rose up on his knees behind Grimmjow and placed his clean hand on the man's hip as he slicked the remaining lube on his other hand over his covered cock. Ichigo looked back at Grimmjow's face as he lined his cock up at Grimmjow's entrance and their eyes locked. Ichigo licked his lips and pushed forward, hissing a bit at the tight tug as he eased inside. Grimmjow let out another deep moan and one hand gripped the edge of the mattress. Ichigo's eyes rolled closed as his head fell back and a shaky breath left him. He didn't allow himself to stop and pushed forward until he was in as far as he could go. Ichigo focused his eyes on Grimmjow's back, watching sweat form and a blush stain the skin on the back of his neck.
"Uhn, yeah. Yeah. Shit… move…." Grimmjow panted in a husky mumble and Ichigo pulled his hips back slowly, a soft moan leaving him as sensation rippled over his skin.
He snapped his hips forward just before he pulled all the way out and shuddered at the sound that Grimmjow made. Ichigo did it again, this time moving just a bit faster and not pulling out so far. Grimmjow rolled his hips and pushed back to meet each of Ichigo's slow thrusts, a quiet stream of curses coming from him as he panted. Ichigo's grip on Grimmjow's hip tightened and Ichigo shifted to the side so that the camera could get a good shot of him entering Grimmjow with each thrust. Grimmjow grunted and reached back with one hand, grabbing his ass and spreading it further for Ichigo. Ichigo groaned and pushed forward, harder and faster than before. He leaned back and used the hand holding on to Grimmjow's hip for leverage as he moved. Ichigo's breath caught and he stopped moving, growling as he pulled out of Grimmjow and flipped the man abruptly over. Grimmjow blinked up at Ichigo, confused for a moment and not given the time to arrange his thoughts when Ichigo grabbed both of his knees, spread him and plunged back inside him.
Grimmjow reached behind him and grabbed the edge of the bed again, his other hand seeking Ichigo's thigh. A litany of curses tumbled from his lips and his eyes rolled and tried to close as Ichigo's quick and sure pace wiped everything from his brain again. Ichigo's bottom lip was caught between his teeth and he slid his hands down to Grimmjow's hips, lifting his lower half off the bed and undulating his body. Grimmjow cried out and Ichigo choked on a moan as muscles flexed around him.
"Shi… ffff-uhn. Yes. Oh, fuck yes." Grimmjow moaned as he planted his feet on the mattress and lifted his hips himself.
Ichigo groaned and moved his own hips faster, the sound of slapping flesh joining the cursing pants to mingle in the air above them. Grimmjow made a small, whimpering sound before he kicked out and managed to flip Ichigo onto his back. Startled, Ichigo looked up and watched Grimmjow straddle him, grabbing his cock to hold in place as he slowly lowered himself back onto Ichigo's cock.
"Oh fucking God…." Ichigo moaned and his hands slid over Grimmjow's chest, brushing nipples, before settling on Grimmjow's hips again.
When Grimmjow was sure that Ichigo was as far in as he could go he opened his eyes and looked straight into Ichigo's before he rolled his hips and lifted himself a bit. Ichigo's eyes rolled and Grimmjow's head fell back as Grimmjow began to move over Ichigo, back arching and bowing in time with the rise and fall of his hips. Ichigo's breath hissed between his teeth as he tried to slow it but Grimmjow didn't give him a chance to. Leaning back, Grimmjow's rested a hand on one of Ichigo's knees and undulated his body, rolling his hips the moment he was seated again. Ichigo growled and tightened his grip on Grimmjow's hips, holding him in place and bucking up hard into him.
"Ah! Ah, fuck yeah. Fuc… nng-ah. Ah shit, fuck me harder. Harder…."
Grimmjow's eyes were tightly closed, his head thrown back and his mouth open as his forceful exhales burned his throat dry. Ichigo's head rolled from side to side and he mumbled strings of words that together made no semblance of sense. Grimmjow's free hand reached down and he fisted his own cock, giving it a few hard tugs before he groaned loudly and ground his hips against Ichigo's. Ichigo's hips lifted and pulled back before snapping up and Grimmjow cried out, body going taut and back arching as his hand tightened over his cock and he came. Ichigo slammed into Grimmjow a couple more times before he roughly pushed the other man off him and pulled the condom off his throbbing cock. One hand curled behind Grimmjow's neck and the other grabbed Ichigo's cock as he began to stroke it vigorously. Grimmjow's lips parted and he took Ichigo's member in his mouth, barely able to sock but doing his best to get Ichigo off. Ichigo whined as he stroked and Grimmjow's wet mouth covered him. Hitching gasps made Ichigo pause in his strokes before he moaned wantonly and pulled out of Grimmjow's mouth. Grimmjow stopped Ichigo's from going too far and caught as much of Ichigo's cum on his tongue as he could. Ichigo looked down into Grimmjow's face and watched the man roll his cum around in his mouth with his tongue before pulling Ichigo's still hard cock into his mouth again. Ichigo whimpered and Grimmjow's tongue moved against him and the man pulled back again, licking his lips with a cum covered tongue as a slow smirk tilted his lips. Ichigo smiled stupidly and chuckled breathily.
"Fuck."
Grimmjow swallowed and grinned. "Fuck is right." he husked and the director called, "Cut."
Ichigo sat behind the wheel of his car and stared at his dashboard with blank eyes. He felt like Grimmjow was still around him and he couldn't feel his knees but he was happy he made it to his car alright. That… that had been the most amazing experience he had ever been through. He wanted to go back in and do it again but he didn't think his legs would take him that far just yet. The only downer on it all was when Grimmjow's eyes had cleared and he had completely closed himself off from Ichigo. Ichigo didn't get that but the sex had been too good for him to be able to worry on it. Yet.
Ichigo jumped and yelped when there was a tap at his window and he looked up to see an agitated Grimmjow standing outside his door. Ichigo frowned and rolled down his window. Grimmjow bit his lip and scowled before leaning down and placing his hands on the bottom of the open window.
"About… that. What happened in there…." Grimmjow started before rolling his eyes and sighing, hanging his head a moment. He took a deep breath and tried again.
"Sometimes I…."
"Ask me again." Ichigo cut Grimmjow off and the blue haired man looked up at him with a frown.
"What?"
"Ask me on a date again." Ichigo looked out the front windshield of his car with a blank expression and waited for Grimmjow to reply.
Grimmjow gaped and blinked before hesitantly starting.
"Will you… go out on a date with me?"
Ichigo turned his head and looked up at Grimmjow as a slow smile encompassed his face.
"Yes."
I am the rider
you are the horse
I climb on
we ride off
you moan
I whisper to you
an elephant in the eye of a needle
In, out
A/N Ahhhhh, I had so much fun writing this with all the lovely Duckies that made it to the special Valtentines Day LS Show. It was a good and productive day and thank you all for coming.
And now I wait to see what the response is on this particular chapter~~ *mwahahahahahahah*
Enjoy~
~Penny