AN: Well here is the next chapter! We're nearing the end, after this there are only about 3 chapters left so best to enjoy it! I know I enjoyed writing this chapter, that's for sure. A warning for everyone there is smut in this chapter (FINALLY!) so I hope you're ready for that. Drop me a review to tell me what you think!
~May
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"He's beautiful." Grimmjow thought as he watched Ichigo squirm underneath him. The orangette was clenching the sheets tightly and his eyes were shut in an effort to keep his sanity, it seemed to the bluenette.
This must be their third round of sex and Grimmjow just couldn't get enough of his lover. The younger man's lovely face enchanted his partner and just when he thought he was spent, exhausted and could not continue he would catch sight of Ichigo in the throes of passion and the urge to have him once again was insurmountable. The result of that feeling being Ichigo wrapping his long legs around the bluenette's waist once again as the bigger man pounded into him.
"Ah! Come on babe, harder~" Ichigo moaned out as he surged forward, his arms wrapping around Grimmjow's neck and brought their mouths together in a passionate kiss. The bluenette plundered his partner's mouth with as much vigor as his hips were pumping into the orangette. Suddenly Ichigo's leg which had been wrapped around Grimmjow's waist slid down to hook around his partner's own leg and with great force he flipped their positions on the bed. Grimmjow released Ichigo's lips at the sudden movement in surprise and watched as Ichigo sat upright, grinning down at the bluenette with playful, lusty eyes.
"Enough. Now it's my turn to have some fun Grimm~" Ichigo said as he leaned down to Grimmjow's lips once again and taking the plump and swollen bottom lip in between his teeth.
Slowly Ichigo lifted his hips, away from his partner, to only have the tip of Grimmjow's erect member inside him and paused. He winked as he saw Grimmjow watching him intently and ever so slowly let his hips fall upon Grimmjow to have his erection filling Ichigo up to the brim. The loud groan Grimmjow released was worth the tortuous pace and Ichigo bit the bluenette's bottom lip harshly, snapping his hips to slam down onto Grimmjow just as harshly in response.
Grimmjow moaned and his hands flew up to grab Ichigo's hips, ready to take control of the situation once again, but Ichigo foiled his plan. The younger teen released Grimmjow's lip and in a show of raw and pure strength, pried Grimmjow's hands from his hips and pinned them above the bluenette's head. Ichigo watched with heated eyes as he watched Grimmjow struggle under his grip for a few seconds and when the older finally gave up, lust darkened cyan eyes snapped up with dilated pupils in a fashion that practically demanded for Ichigo to release him.
"I told you already didn't I, love? It's my turn to have some fun." Ichigo told his lover in a low, mischievous voice.
Ichigo kept his hold on Grimmjow's arms, liking that the man was under his control at the moment and needing a bit of stability as he resumed his slow pace. Lifting himself up and down in Grimmjow's lap, Ichigo savored the slow motions and sensations, while devouring the sight of Grimmjow withering underneath him at the slow ministrations. Grimmjow needed more of Ichigo than he was getting. He needed it faster and his instincts called for him to take his love harder but when he tried bucking his hips up as Ichigo descended, the orangette hooked his feet on his inner thighs and pressed his shins down to hold Grimmjow spread legs down tightly.
Without the leverage his legs gave him, Grimmjow could only grind into Ichigo when he was pressed firmly against his pelvis. The younger assassin truly had Grimmjow at his mercy and a large part of Grimmjow hated it only for the fact that Ichigo was not moving fast enough, but the rest of him immensely enjoyed being at the whim of the other. The bluenette also did not realize the kinds of sounds he could make until that moment. Ichigo only released sexy grunts of effort now as he continued to watch Grimmjow, while the bluenette had his eyes closed tightly and his lips released reverberating moans and desperate gasps for more pleasure.
Ichigo released one of Grimmjow's wrists to trail his hand down the bluenette's strong and muscular chest as the bluenette unconsciously arched his back. Grimmjow's hand immediately grabbed onto the back of Ichigo's thigh and squeezed the supple flesh, trying to convey his need to Ichigo without words, because forming them seemed impossible at the moment. Ichigo cracked his eyes open once again and peered down at Grimmjow, grinding down harder when he saw the smoldering look the other was pinning him with and Ichigo's resolve to tease his lover a bit more was waning.
Seizing a sensed weakness in his Berry, Grimmjow slid his free hand away from Ichigo's leg and gripped the orangette's bobbing member, slowly teasing and enticing the other man to indulge in his need for speed. Ichigo faltered at the added pleasure and having barely been holding onto his control over his release thought, "Fuck it," and slammed his hips down, throwing his head back and moaned when his sensitive prostate was hit. Releasing the other wrist, Ichigo planted his hands on Grimmjow's chest and released the hold he had on his legs as he bounced relentlessly on the man's heavy and pulsing dick.
Grimmjow grabbed onto Ichigo's hips and with the leverage from his legs, bucked his own hips hard to meet Ichigo as he came down on Grimmjow. Ichigo's moans escalated in volume as Grimmjow repeatedly hit his prostate as their hips met over and over again, the orangette's hole slick with copious amounts of precum.
"Just like that Ichi. Fuuuck you're so good. Yer so tight and yer so wet for me. Ya gonna cum? Mmmm I want ya ta cum sooo hard for me." Grimmjow groaned out in a voice so sexy in was practically dripping sin. One of the bluenette's hands wandered to where Ichigo's hole was stretched as Grimmjow's thick dick pounded away. Long, thick fingers crept over their joining and spread Ichigo's hole wider as the bluenette spread his fingers. Ichigo moaned loudly at the sensation, not expecting it nor prepared for the striking pleasure that resulted from it. Grimmjow groaned in response to Ichigo, absolutely loving the sounds the orangette released and a sudden curiosity spurred his next move.
With Ichigo's moans indicating his release was near, Grimmjow plunged two fingers alongside his dick into Ichigo's tight, greedy hole curling the appendages and pressing down harshly on Ichigo's prostate. With a loud crying moan Ichigo came at the unexpected attack on his prostate and the slight pain from a wider stretch, his arms giving out on him and he landed on Grimmjow's chest with a whimper of the man's name falling off his lips. Grimmjow groaned loudly as Ichigo tightened around him and with a half dozen more thrusts and his fingers not letting up on his assault of the other's swollen prostate, Grimmjow followed suit and came inside Ichigo with one last deep and hard thrust.
Grimmjow tried to catch his breath as he watched Ichigo writhe and moan quietly on his chest, seeing as his fingers were still massaging the other's prostate. A little revenge for the orangette's earlier teasing. With another shudder Ichigo came again unexpectedly and Grimmjow couldn't help the shit eating grin that spread across his face. Finally he took mercy on his lover Grimmjow pulled both his fingers and softening member out of Ichigo resulting in an displeased whine from the other.
"Keep making those sounds Ichi, and there's gonna be 'nother round of sex." Grimmjow warned the other as he laid his head back and wrapped his other arm around Ichigo's waist.
"Damn it you horn dog, give me a break!" Ichigo exclaimed even as he tried to regain his lost breath. He pushed himself up and off of Grimmjow, knowing that despite his words if he stayed that close to Grimmjow, another round of sex would ensue. The other was too damn good looking for his own fucking good.
"Aw Ichi, come back to bed~ I'll make it worth your while." Grimmjow told the orangette as he opened the door to the bathroom.
"I'm going to take a shower, it's up to you if you're coming with me or not." Ichigo told the other with a mischievous smirk playing on his lips.
Grimmjow watched his love with a slack jaw as the image of Ichigo left him dumbstruck. His sex mussed orange hair left a glowing impression as his rich, tan skin tempted Grimmjow yet again as sweat glistened with the setting sun and the evidence of Grimmjow's release dribbling down Ichigo's thighs; his siren like lover was too much for Grimm's mortal being to resist. The bluenette rushed out of the bed, and with speed like a demon, was in the shower with Ichigo in mere seconds.
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"Yer no fair Ichi," Grimmjow pouted as he watched a shirtless Ichigo rummage through the fridge in search of something to cook.
Ichigo turned around to smirk at the equally shirtless bluenette, highly amused at the thought of one of the most notorious assassins in Asia pouting like a five year old. Ichigo shook his head at the other and shut the fridge door, deciding that he wasn't in the mood for cooking at the moment.
"I never said we were going to have another round in the shower, you just assumed that," Ichigo said in a teasing voice as he leaned over the table where Grimmjow sat to be nose to nose with the other.
"Ya shouldn't go giving people false impressions," Grimmjow told the other, leaning in to steal a kiss which Ichigo happily gave him. When they pulled away from one another Ichigo rolled his big amber eyes at Grimmjow and moved back into the kitchen.
"If I hadn't given you "false impressions," as you say, you wouldn't have gotten out of that bed," Ichigo told the other, both men knowing that was the absolute truth. Just as Grimmjow opened his mouth to retort a soft ringing started to echo through the house.
Both assassins stiffened at the unfamiliar sound and slowly turned to find the source. They had a clear view of the living room from their position and immediately noticed a blue flashing light coming from the computer monitor. Cyan eyes met amber ones as they glanced back to each other and with swift steps were standing in front of the monitor.
"Wiggle the mouse," Ichigo told Grimmjow, oddly not wanting to be associated with the situation.
"Oh, I'll let ya wiggle my mouse alright," Grimmjow replied with a shark tooth grin which only caused Ichigo to roll his eyes at the other man's childish nature. In that moment they both realized the ringing and flashing of the light stopped and they refocused their attention back to the monitor.
Suddenly the ringing and flashing resumed after a long pause and Grimmjow wiggled the mouse as directed. In the center of the screen there was a notice for a video call, with both accept and decline buttons. Grimmjow moved the mouse over to accept the call but stopped when Ichigo grabbed his arm.
"We don't know who that is Grimm. What if it's Aizen?" Ichigo asked, highly cautious. The ringing stopped again and the notice disappeared from the screen, Ichigo sighing a bit in relief. That was short lived though when the ringing started up once again, Grimmjow practically growled in irritation. Just then the cell phone Tatsuki left for them rang with a notification and seeing that it was sitting on the desk Ichigo check it. The message was from Tatsuki and it was a short one:
"Answer it."
Grimmjow glanced up to look at Ichigo after reading the message and after seeing the short nod that the young man gave, quickly accepted the video call. Grimmjow pulled out the big office chair from the desk and promptly sat as the video connection stabilized, schooling his features into assassin mode. Ichigo took the cue and did the same as he plopped down in Grimmjow's lap just as images from the other side of the connection filled the screen.
"Mah, mah I was beginning to think that my sweet Berry-tan wasn't going to answer~" that signature voice sang in a familiar teasing tone. Kisuke's face filled the screen with a low light image, it seemed he had the lights out, but that did nothing to hinder Ichigo's trained eyes to pick up the silhouettes of more people.
"Geta boshi, it's quiet surprising hearing from you." Ichigo replied easily, relaxing at knowing the caller was his annoying mentor, but cautious as he took in the amount of occupants in the room with the man. Though he appeared relaxed, sprawled across Grimmjow's lap and shirtless as he was, everyone on the other side of the connection from the two young assassins could tell quiet otherwise. The orange haired teen was ready to spring into action at any moment, though the kind of battle he'd be fight at the moment was of a different kind than he was used to.
"Yes, I know how much you miss my lovely voice my Berry-tan but not to worry! I will be seeing you soon to spoil you rotten~" Kisuke sang jovially. Ichigo used every ounce of will power within him to keep his emotions and expression in check.
"Will we be seeing each other soon? I'm not so sure Geta boshi, it seems to me you have too many guests as it is already." Ichigo told the other, wanting him to explain without giving away the nerves he was feeling at so many people he didn't know watching him.
"Mah, mah nonsense my Berry-tan, our friends are just here for the time being to listen to what I had to say and what we have to discuss." Kisuke's fan flashed into existence in front of his face as he played this verbal chess game with his student. Ichigo smirked slightly at his mentor's antics, knowing the man was enjoying their little game.
"And what is it exactly that we have to discuss, Geta boshi? Ah, while we're at it too, please tell me how you always have such impeccable timing." Ichigo asked the man, curious and starting to enjoy this little back and forth with the man.
"Mah Berry-tan you should know I have friends all over the place. It just so happened this time my friend is also yours." Kisuke answered cryptically, though Ichigo connected the dots quickly. Kisuke knew Tatsuki and she must have told him when a good time to call would be.
"Well, I guess the world is small after all. I wonder if it's so small that I'd know those people sitting with you, I can guess I'd know at least one." Ichigo returned Kisuke's cryptic message beautifully.
"Oh I think you'd know more than just one Berry-tan." Kisuke said and with a tilt of his head, the lights in the room were flickered on and immediately Ichigo's eyes took in the faces of the people in the room. He was startled out of his analyzing when he felt Grimmjow stiffen considerable underneath him, and he lost his composure slightly at the sudden pain inflicted when the bluenette's strong grip squeezed on his elbow. Amber eyes widened fractionally and an almost silent gasp left him, he slowly turned his head to look at Grimmjow only to find the other's eyes locked onto the screen. Looking back to the screen Ichigo saw Kisuke's raised eyebrow and quickly schooled his features to be cool and collected as before.
"Mah, yer taking this worse than I thought Bluebell," an equally distinctive voice spoke out. It was then that Ichigo realized just who it was that spoke. Gin Ichimaru sat back on a mountain of pillows with injuries covering his body. Ichigo figured that having the second in command of the enemy was what flipped Grimmjow's switch but he started to think otherwise when he heard their conversation.
"What the fuck happened Gin?" Grimmjow asked in a deadly voice. The pure rage that was radiating from Grimmjow was palpable and the iciness of his eyes betrayed his mask. The occupants of the Shoten shifted in discomfort, the tone sending chills down their spines.
"Don't look so serious Bluebell, it's only a few scratches. I'll be good ta go in a lil while." Gin told Grimmjow, obviously wanting to keep the other as calm as possible but Grimmjow was too smart to be played.
"You got found out didn't you?"
It was a simple question that caught Gin's attention and the fox like man realized that his younger counterpart wasn't going to let the subject go.
"Yes," Gin replied with as much seriousness as he could. He dropped his own mask for Grimmjow's sake.
Grimmjow's lip curled in anger and a deep growl like sound left his mouth and reverberated through his chest. He surged up and lifted Ichigo like he weighed nothing, dropping his lover back on the chair they both were just occupying. The next thing Ichigo knew he heard a huge crash from behind him, causing him to jump slightly.
"I fucking told you to get out while you could Gin, but you never listen, you fucking bastard!" Grimmjow bellowed in anger as another crashing sound was heard, this one louder than the last. Ichigo had a serious and somber face on as did most of the other occupants of the video call, Kisuke was surprised and Gin kept his head down, eyes glued to his hands that sat in his lap.
"What the fuck did he do huh? Tell me Gin." Grimmjow demanded as he loomed over Ichigo and the chair to be glaring right at the screen image of Gin.
"He did what he always does to those who betray him, what else?" Gin answered the fuming blue haired devil.
"I told you Gin! I fucking-" Grimmjow was cut short when Gin cut him off.
"Yes ya did, and when have ya known meh ta listen Grimmjow? It looks worse than it is, now ya need ta calm down so we can finish this meeting." Gin cut short any argument Grimmjow had. Ichigo took the opportunity to lay his hand over Grimmjow's drawing his lover's attention to himself and giving the man a small smile in the hopes that it would calm him down. Grimmjow stared at Ichigo for a few long seconds before speaking to Gin again, without breaking eye contact with Ichigo.
"We're talking about this later Gin. Now spit out whatever the fuck ya have ta say Kisuke." Grimmjow told the man leaning against the chair while looking back to the screen, Ichigo turning to face the screen as well.
"We're talking about this later also, Otou-san." Ichigo spoke, looking directly at the corner of the screen where Isshin sat.
"Yes we will, but let's get on with this so everyone can go on about their day." Isshin replied with a sigh, knowing that his hope that his son would miss his presence going down the drain.
"Short and sweet boys, everyone in this room are all the help we're going to get to take down Aizen and we have no plan of attack to do so." Yoruichi told them point blank, the woman flipping her violet hair over her shoulder as she spoke.
"What do you mean you have no plan of attack? You have insider knowledge, a mastermind and some of the most talented assassins in the world right in that very room and you're telling me you weren't able to come up with a plan?" Ichigo asked the lot of them in astonishment.
"Just as you said Tensa-san, we are assassins not a task force. We specialize in the kill that one is not expecting, not in fighting a war with an impenetrable fortress like Las Noches." Toshiro Hitsugaya spoke out, voicing the thoughts that many of the assassins were thinking.
"As it stands Las Noches has only two points of entry and exit, the front and back door. It is too deep beneath the ground to create an opening from above or below and we can be damn sure that Aizen is not going to be letting anyone in. In short, we cannot even get into Las Noches to kill the bastard," Shinji Hirako summed up the situation for them in a neat little package.
"That's not quite true." Grimmjow mumbled. He turned around and started searching for something. He quickly found paper and a pencil sitting on the couch and rightened the coffee table he'd flipped over in his earlier rage.
"What do you mean Grimm?" Ichigo asked as he moved over to look at what his love was writing.
"Ichi, can you get my computer system that I brought with us? The one in the green case." Grimmjow asked the favor of his partner. Ichigo nodded his head but asked if the bluenette could explain what he was thinking first.
"There is another entrance to Las Noches that only I know about since I was the one who made it. There are 24 of us including Gin, Ichi and myself that's more than enough to create distractions and double layering to trick Aizen." Grimmjow explained as he continued to sketch out a plan of attack on his paper.
"Actually Sexta, I would like for you and Berry to sit this one out." Kisuke said. Both Grimmjow and Ichigo looked up at the man in offense that he would even suggest such a notion.
"I think between your information and ideas along with our offensive power here, we can easily bring Aizen down. Plus wouldn't it be much more fun if Aizen's favorite son was the cause of his down fall and he knew he wasn't even worth the time for said son to come back to town to kill him?" Kisuke asked to pair of young assassins.
Grimmjow usually wasn't one for mind games, but it did sound fun to mind fuck Aizen in his very last moments of life. Ichigo looked over to Grimmjow and knew he was going to enjoy this situation as soon as Grimmjow's signature grin crept over his face.
"Aight Hat and Clogs, I'll take ya up on tha offer. Sounds interesting nuff." Grimmjow agreed. With that and promises to talk tomorrow to go over ideas and planning both parties ended the connection. Ichigo and Grimmjow sat in silence for a few seconds before the orangette broke the silence.
"So, what was that with Gin about?" Ichigo addressed the elephant in the room right away.
Grimmjow sighed as he leaned back against the couch, running a hand through his hair that then proceeded to rub down his face. When he opened his cyan eyes again he looked to Ichigo and patted the seat next to him, indicating that he wished the other to be closer. Ichigo complied and sat next to the bigger man, waiting patiently for the other to start speaking.
"When ya left I was heartbroken. I didn't know what ta do wit mahself anymore and having Shiro there made it harder and easier at the same time. I didn't want ta be 'way from ya anymore," Grimmjow started his explanation as he grabbed Ichigo's hand and raised it to his mouth as ran his lips along the top of Ichigo's knuckles.
"I finally went ta Gin, tellin' him ta talk ta Aizen ta let ya back in or ta let me out ta go find ya. It was one of those times that he finally caved and told me why he was there; he was a mole fer Kisuke. He explained a lot of shit and I grew to respect him, those two years were where I felt I had a brother ta talk ta and have mah back." Grimmjow finished explaining, knowing that Ichigo could fill in the last blank.
"So you got pissed when you saw what Aizen did to your brother," Ichigo stated as he rotated his wrist to be able to grab and hold Grimmjow's hand. Cyan eyes flickered up to catch Ichigo's own eyes and a small smile graced both their lips.
"Yeah," Grimmjow replied in a quiet voice. Ichigo shook his head at his lover's temper, just glad that he hadn't broken anything in his fit, which was a miracle in itself.
"I understand. We'll get that bastard back, don't worry Grimm," Ichigo reassured Grimmjow but he had also said the words for himself.