The trip to Tokyo was mildly uncomfortable for Grimmjow; he had offered to drive so that everyone wouldn't be crammed into Urahara's van. Now here he was stuck in his car for the two hours it took to get to the city with Ichigo (not that he minded), Jinta, and Karin. The two adolescents couldn't seem to get along with each other and argued over every little thing possible. Ichigo seemed to be able to tune them out but they were grating on Grimmjow's last nerve.
"Oi, you two shut up back there! I can't concentrate on the road with you two bitchin like an old married couple! Now keep it quiet or I'm stuffin one a ya in the trunk!"
"Grimm, come on they aren't that bad," Ichigo scoffed at the man's outburst.
"I can't tune them out and slip into lala land; I have to drive, so I don't want to hear that they aren't that bad."
"Hey blueberry, I wanna see you try to stuff me in the trunk. You aren't man enough," Jinta taunted the aggravated man.
"Hey, keep it up Jinta and I'll shove your ass in the trunk," growled Karin.
"ALL RIGHT! Karin, no cussing! Jinta, stop being a brat. Everyone needs to calm down and keep quiet," Ichigo intervened before a full blown war erupted in the car.
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"So gentlemen, I booked the rooms weeks ago when I still had plans to ask Sado-kun to be the other chaperone. In other words you two can either share a room together or one of you bunks with me the other with Jinta," Urahara said in that annoying sing song voice of his.
"Oh hell no, I ain't sharing a room with that brat!" Grimmjow growled, "Ichi, I promise to be good if you let me stay with you. I'll kill this kid if you leave us alone together. And Kisuke is creepy; I would swear he'd try to molest me in my sleep if he wasn't with your dad. No offense Kisuke."
"None taken, I am a perverted old man after all."
"It's fine Grimm, we'll share a room. I pretty much figured that's how it was gonna be anyhow." Ichigo said looking at the other man with a smirk.
"Good, now that we have the rooms situated, everybody go get some rest. Tomorrow everyone meet here at 8am and we'll get set up for the competition."
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Ichigo and Grimmjow walked into their room and noticed that it had only one bed. Ichigo chuckled to himself a little, positive that Kisuke had done that on purpose.
"Hey Ichi, he did this on purpose didn't he?"
"I'm pretty sure he did. You ok with sharing a bed with me?" Ichigo asked coyly.
"Always, but I still promise to be good. I still haven't figured out what Tensa wants from me and I don't plan on pissing them off at this point in the game."
"I know," Ichigo sighed, "I'm not entirely sure what he wants from you either. He won't tell me."
"I'm gonna take a shower, why don't you order some food for us. Money is in my wallet if you need it."
"Sure, don't be too long though I need to get cleaned up as well."
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Grimmjow took a quick shower thinking about Tensa's challenge the entire time. "Shit! I don't know what he fuckin wants!" When Grimmjow walked out of the bathroom he found Ichigo sitting on the bed looking at an old worn newspaper clipping. "Oi, Ichi. What you got there?" Grimmjow asked to get the others attention. When Ichigo looked up Grimmjow noticed that his face was pale and devoid of emotion. Grimmjow rushed to his side, dropping in front of the trembling form. "Ichi, baby, what's wrong?" Ichigo flinched away from Grimmjow's voice as he brought the clipping up for Grimmjow to see.
"What is this?" Ichigo managed to choke out as Grimmjow reached for the article finally recognizing it.
"It's a reminder," Grimmjow said. He had carried that article around for nine years, just the site of the paper was enough to remind him of what he never wanted to become.
"Grimmjow, what is it a reminder of?"
"Of a past that I won't allow to repeat and a future I want."
"What past? Why are you carrying the article about my mother's murder?"
"WHAT! Shit you're kidding me right?" Grimmjow exclaimed as he re-read the article for the first time in nine years. "Oh, oh my god. No, Ichi, it's not possible. It's too crazy to be true."
"Why do you have that? I need you tell me why you have that in your wallet."
"The man that was stabbed, now I know that it was by you, was my biological father. He left me and my mother when I was about five years old, my mother fell ill and he was a no good bastard and took off. My mother died when I was eight, four days after this happened. She gave me the article and told me who the man was and made me promise to never turn into him. I promised and a few days later she was gone, because I had no family I was put into the foster care program. I went from family to family; a few were decent but most were horrible. They had no interest in helping us kids they only wanted the money from the government. I started down the same path as this man," he waved in the general direction of the article, "a few times, but I always pulled myself back because of my promise to my mother. When Aizen and Gin adopted me they tracked him down with the help of Tousen-san, I found out about a year ago that pop paid him off to get him to allow the adoption. So, yeah, this is my reminder of what never to become. I haven't even read it since the first time until just now. I had no idea that it was my father that murdered your mother. If I would have put it together I would have talked to you about it. I'm so sorry, Ichi."
Ichigo looked out of the corner of his eye at Grimmjow's bowed head, waiting to feel the expected rage surge through his system. Surprisingly it never came; instead there was a dull ache in his chest. His lover's father had been one of the men that killed his mother, but Grimmjow was not his father, he wasn't even his father's child. Ichigo reached out and tentatively gripped Grimmjow's hand. "'This day's black fate on more days doth depend: This but begins the woes others must end.' "
"Huh? What was that, Ichi?"
"Hm, it's William Shakespeare. It basically says that what happened that day was bad, really bad and it will stay that way in our minds and hearts the longer we hold on to the pain, but we can get past it and move on to get past the sadness and guilt."
"That makes sense. I lean more towards 'Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before', but I'm not really into Shakespeare."
"It's Edgar Allen Poe, right? What's it mean?"
"It's about a man slipping into insanity; the poem is called 'The Raven'."
"That makes no sense in this context, Grimm."
"It does to me; I'll explain it one day. Hey, how does Tensa fit into all of this? Where did he come from?"
"He just did," Ichigo said, Grimmjow noticed that his voice had taken on a flat sound. Before he could ask any more questions there was a knock on the door, grabbing his wallet from the bed he went and retrieved the food. The two sat down and ate in near silence and Ichigo went to take a shower. Grimmjow laid down waiting for his lover and thought about the conversation with Ichigo. He was still in shock that it had been his "sperm donor" that had been responsible for Ichigo's mother's death.
Ichigo finally finished his shower and climbed into bed, lying with his back to Grimmjow. Grimmjow raised himself up on his elbow, looking at the silent figure in concern. "Hey, Ichi, you ok?"
"I'm ok; I just want to go to sleep. I'm tired and need time to process this information. We'll talk more tomorrow, for tonight just wrap your arms around me and sleep."
Grimmjow happily obliged placing a gentle kiss to Ichigo's temple. "Ok, I can do that. Goodnight Ichi."
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Morning came all too soon for the two men tangled together on the bed. Neither man had slept well the night before and both were loath to drag themselves out of bed. A loud persistent knocking finally caused the blue haired man to roll out of the bed to answer the door. Yanking the door open he glared at the dark skinned woman at the door. "What?"
"Hiya Grimm-kitty! You and Ichi-kun need to get up and get down stairs, you're late. Kisuke sent me to find you," purred Yoruichi. "If you aren't down in ten minutes I'm sending Ririn to get you."
"Grr," Grimmjow replied shutting the door. He turned around to find Ichigo up and rushing to find his clothes for the day.
"Shit, hurry up baka! You do not want her to send her daughter up here. The child is annoying as hell!"
"Can't be that bad, you've met Nel."
"Think Nel's personality and multiply it by ten with a dash of Luppi."
"Really?"
"Yes!"
KNOCK KNOCK "Ichigo! Open up, mommy said to come get you! I know that you're still in there I can hear you talking."
"Crap, too late. Hold on Ririn, I'm getting dressed." As the last word left Ichigo's mouth the door to the room swung open, revealing a small blond girl with a wide devilish grin.
"It's ok Ichi; there isn't a lock out there I can't open. Hey you, big blue, don't you know it's rude to stand around in your underwear in front of company."
Grimmjow snapped out of his stunned state and grabbed his cloths that Ichigo had thrown to him. Pulling on his pants he listened to the girl go on and on about her friend Kurodo and the games they liked to play with Ichigo and his friends. Grimmjow was ready to puncture his own ear drums by the time they walked out of the room three minutes later, Ichigo was right, Nel had nothing on this kid.
When the three arrived in the lobby Kisuke was waiting with the rest of the group laughing at the expressions on the faces of the tardy parties. "Ok, Ririn, go find your mom, I'll take it from here." The blond laughed.
"Ok Uncle Kisuke! See you soon." They all watched the blond girl skip off. Grimmjow looking back and forth between the blond girl and the blond man with a curious look on his face.
"Hey, Ichi….."
"Not right now, I'll tell you in a little bit. Let's get going, Karin has the first match. Jinta's demonstration is this afternoon and his first match is this evening. Did Kisuke tell you which fighters you were watching?"
"Uh, yeah, I'm with you. He said something about it taking all three of us to reign in the red headed idiot."
"I kinda figured he'd do that. So let's go." Ichigo walked toward his sister and the small red haired boy breaking up their fight before it could escalate. Grimmjow smirked and followed the trio into the arena. Grimmjow took Jinta and found seats up close as Ichigo and Karin walked into the fighter's staging area.
"So, Jinta I guess it's just you and me for now," Grimmjow said looking at the scowling boy.
"Look, you aren't as annoying as the carrot-top, but I still don't want to talk to you. Can we just sit here in silence so I can enjoy Karin getting her ass beat?"
Grimmjow smirked at the boy, "Kid, you remind me of myself when I was your age, so full of anger and pride. Watch the match; I won't bug ya too much."
Jinta sneered at being called kid but turned back to the arena floor when the announcer called the names of the fighters entering the floor. Ichigo was standing off to the side with the sensei of Karin's opponent with a deep scowl on his face. Grimmjow remembered Ichigo saying his sister was strong and he had seen her take down her father several times but this was the first time he was actually going to see her fight properly. He found he was more than a little curious.
Ichigo watched his sister bow to her opponent and take up her stance, the man standing next to him snorting with derision.
"Hey King…"
"Go away Shiro, not right now."
Ichigo watched Karin and her opponent, a young boy maybe a year older than Karin, he was taller and bigger than the lithe girl. Karin strikes came fast and hard, the boy only managing to dodge half of them. His sensei was making strangled noises as he watched his student being taken down by an unknown, smaller, and FEMALE fighter. Ichigo smirked with pride for his sister until her heard the older man request an official to come over. Ichigo raised an eyebrow at the man, still watching his sister with his other eye. The older man was mumbling to himself as the official approached them, and spoke with the irritated man quietly.
"King, this guy is tryin to start some shit. Want me ta take care-a him fo' ya?"
"Quiet, horse, I know he's tryin to cause trouble."
"Excuse me young man, are you the sensei for the Ryoka team?" the small statured official asked.
"Hai, I am."
"There has been a question of your fighters tactics brought to my attention. This match is going to be postponed until it is reviewed. You and your fighter will please come with me so we can sort this out."
"As you wish, but first I need to contact the teishu of the dojo, I am but one of the teachers."
"Very well, follow me and have them meet us."
The official signaled the referee to stop the match and have the fighters join them as they left the arena. Grimmjow looked on wondering what was going on, getting to his feet he pulled an irate Jinta after him following the group as they entered an office. Ichigo stood by the door on the phone looking at Grimmjow's confused face motioning him to enter as well. "Kisuke, just get here now. You know that I have temper issues, Grimmjow is here but you might have to step in to deal with this. Grimm isn't officially listed as a member of the Ryoka. Just shut it and get here, now." Hanging up the phone he walked into the office and took a seat next to a thoroughly seething Karin.
"Is this the teishu?" asked the official looking at Grimmjow.
"No, he is a kendounoshihan. My teishu is on the way; my shihan is here to help keep other uninvolved parties from interrupting." Ichigo said giving Grimmjow a glance to make sure he understood. "Now, if you would, what seems to be the issue?"
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Kisuke and Yoruichi walked in on a very amusing scene when they entered the office ten minutes later. They had fully expected to find a raging Ichigo, a pissed off Karin, a hyped up Jinta, and Grimmjow trying to control the three, that is not what they got however. Karin was on the ground being held in place by Jinta and Grimmjow; she was fighting to get free and madder than hell. Ichigo was on his feet, hands braced on the table, looking calmly at an openly terrified older man and an uncomfortable looking official. "Kurosaki-san, what is happening here? Why has Karin-kun been restrained?" Kisuke asked his tone serious.
Ichigo stood up straight and turned to his kyoukan, his stance relaxed but radiating power and authority. "Urahara-san, so glad you are here. Please let me enlighten you, this is Aki-Sensei of the Hana Dojo. During the match between Karin and young Ryo, Aki-san spoke to the official Yamada-sama and questioned Karin's ability to win against his male student. I can assure you, she did not cheat, she is to honorable to stood to such disgraceful tactics. Karin-kun became very upset at the accusations so Jinta and Grimmjow had to restrain her while I speak with Aki-san and Yamada-sama to get the story straight."
Kisuke and Yoruichi watched as Ichigo's eyes swirled gold, silver, red, and brown. Kisuke leaned close to his student and spoke softly, "Who is in control?"
Ichigo smiled, "All of us and none of us. Don't worry Kisuke; there is no danger to anyone at the moment."
"Alright, well then let us get down to business." Kisuke said, "Please continue Kurosaki-san."
"Aki-san where were we? Oh yes, I was asking what about the match did you see that made you think that my student was cheating? The fact that she is smaller and younger than your student? Oh wait, no it's because she is a girl, right? Kurosaki Karin did not cheat; she would not bring that shame upon our family name. You however, Aki-san, seem to have no honor. Do not cast doubt on my student's ability because you have failed to properly instruct yours. Yamada-sama please review the video and see for yourself. When it shown that this man falsely accused my sister I want them to be disqualified from the competition."
"Yes, Kurosaki-dono let us review the video. Aki-san, Urahara-san, Yoruichi-san please have a seat."
Yamada sat back in his seat a few minutes later and shook his head, "Aki-san, due to your dishonesty the Hana dojo is hereby disqualified from competing for the remainder of the year. I am saddened by your actions."
Aki's face turned red and he opened his mouth to object but was cut off by Kisuke, "Yamada-san, I thank you for your diligence in this matter. I will make sure to inform Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni of this when we return home, I am sure he will be grateful to you for the fair treatment of his granddaughter."
Aki's face paled as he looked at the still fuming girl sitting at the table. "You are the granddaughter of the owner of Seireitei?"
"No, we are the grandchildren of the co-owner of Soul Society, Inc." Ichigo said, "Seireitei, Hogyoku, and Hueco Mundo merged months ago."
"A-and you all belong to Soul Society?" Aki choked.
"Ah, yes we do. Please allow me to introduce everyone to you; I am Urahara Kisuke, co-owner of Soul Society. This is Shihoin Yoruichi, Shinigami Taichou of 5th Division. Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, Sexta Espada. Kurosaki Ichigo, lead Vizored and second in command under myself. Kurosaki Karin and Hanakari Jinta, Ryoka, junior division. "Kisuke smiled sweetly. "Now I have taken great offence to your devious tactics and will be filing a complaint with the MMA Association. You would be wise to leave sooner rather than later as Yamamoto-sama will be arriving in a few hours to watch his granddaughter compete and his grandson assist in a demonstration." Turning his back on the sputtering man Kisuke addressed his group again, "Ok everyone let us go and get ready for this afternoon. Karin, you did very well and I know that you would have had no problems advancing without your opponent being disqualified."
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Ichigo and Grimmjow sat with their charges at a small outdoor table eating lunch. Grimmjow was laughing at Jinta's red face as Karin threatened to tell Yuzu that he was not worth her time. Ichigo was smiling and felt calmer than he had in a long time. His inner world was bright and sunny and its occupants were at peace for the time being. Kisuke had informed them before they parted ways that he had changed the demonstration to include all three of them, after watching the practice the other day he said it was to mesmerizing to not have them do it again. He had Ichigo and Grimmjow's swords with him and he was going to meet them at the arena after lunch to take charge of Karin and hand over the weapons.
An hour later the three males were back in Ichigo and Grimm's hotel room changing their cloths into the costumes that Kisuke had prepared for them. Ichigo's was almost identical to the one he had worn at the national competition except that there was no haori, the shihakushou was all black, and the kosode was blood red. The mask was the same one as before. Grimmjow wore a more contemporary outfit, the hakama were white and had a narrower leg than was traditional and tied with a black sash, the jacket did cover his chest and stopped at his waist, and there was a mask of sorts as well. Grimmjow pulled out a half jaw mask that only covered the lover right section of his face. There was also blue eyeliner with a drawing of how it was to be applied. Jinta wore a traditional gi in red, black, and white with no mask.
"Well don't we look like a bunch of freaks," Jinta grumbled.
"Shut it kid, get your sword and put it on, we have to be down in twenty minutes." Grimmjow growled at the complaining kid. Ichigo could only stare at how hot Grimmjow looked in his outfit. If his inner beings and Jinta weren't around Ichigo would have the blue haired devil pinned under him and begging. "Oi, Ichi! Snap out of it and let's go!"
Ichigo shook his head and attached his blade to his back, grabbing his mask and following the other two out of the room.
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Even though Grimmjow had only spent one day practicing the routine the three moved together seamlessly. Ichigo and Grimmjow's presence helped to calm Jinta down and he had not problems with the routine. The crowd watched in awe as they danced across the floor with perfect predatory grace. Grimmjow allowed his mind to wonder as he allowed his body to take over his movements.
"What does Tensa mean that to know him is to beat him? And what is the deal with trusting him with myself? I trust Ichi, he knows I trust him. How can he not know? If I didn't trust him I wouldn't have told him the story of my past. I suppose that I could tell him the meaning of that quote, I doubt he'll think I'm crazy. I mean come on; I'm trying to get the approval of his split personalities. Gah! Why does love have to be so hard?"
The routine ended and they vacated the floor, returning to their room to change and stow their swords. Jinta left after he changed to go hang out with Karin and Yamamoto-san. Grimmjow sat on the edge of the bed still in his white outfit lost in thought. He looked up when Ichigo came out of the bathroom; he stretched out his hand toward the smaller man and pulled him over to sit next to him.
"Hey Grimm, what's up? You ok?"
"Yeah, I'm good. I wanted to talk to you though. What I'm gonna say I have never said to anyone and I just need you to listen and let me get through it. Ok?"
"Ok."
" 'Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before'. When my mother gave that article and told me that it was my father that had murdered that young mother I started to wonder if I was destined to be like him. I already had a temper and was known to have violent outbursts, and I couldn't help but think that it was genetic. I spent the next six years feeling like I was slowly going insane, I couldn't stop thinking that I was going to be a monster like him and I couldn't stop it from happening. Deep into that darkness peering, that darkness was what I thought was my soul. It took Aizen and Gin coming into my life to show me that the darkness that I was so afraid of was all in my head. I know that I won't turn into my father if I don't want to but the old fears still linger. I still wake up at night in a cold sweat with the lingering feeling that that fate is still hanging over me and I'll never escape it. The dreams I dreamed were of a normal and happy life, I thought that they were just that, dreams that would never come true. You see Ichi, I'm damaged and there is nothing that I can do to change my past but I damn sure will be the master of my own future and I want my future to have you by my side." Grimmjow finished with a deep sigh, waiting for Ichigo's response.
"Thank you, Grimmjow. You truly do trust us with your soul; you have my forgiveness and my love. I will now tell you who I am and how I came to be. I am a part of Ichigo's heart the part he tried to rip out the night his mother died. The pure heart wrenching pain gave birth to me and Shiro, and we lashed out. Your father wasn't able to escape us but Ichigo's inability to sever his emotions kept us from killing him. Ichigo has in him the ability to love unconditionally and with such intensity it will engulf those he is close to. However before he can allow himself to feel so freely he needs to heal and move on, accept us back into his being as a part of him not a separate entity from him. I believe that you will be able to help him to do this. Good bye, kitty. Until we meet again."
"Thank you Tensa."
"Hey Grimm, I will always be here to help you. I'll keep the darkness away for you, as long as you want me to." Ichigo said cupping the side of Grimmjow's face. As Ichigo stared into his lovers eyes he watched as the fear and anxiety melted away leaving only his love shining brightly in the cerulean orbs. The intensity behind those eyes caused Ichigo to gasp and he found himself being drawn in. His body leaned in under its own accord, closer, closer until only a breath separated their lips, "Let me save your soul the way you saved mine." The words were whispered against soft lips as they finally connected.
Grimmjow moaned at the feel of his Ichigo's lips, after so long apart it felt like heaven. Grimmjow brought his hand up to tangle in the orange locks he loved so much as Ichigo gently deepened the kiss. The caress was soft, full of love and unspoken promises, lips gliding over each other relearning the feel and taste of each other. Ichigo's other hand came up to rest against Grimmjow's chest, tiny electrical shocks raced along is hand as his fingers met with bare flesh. Ichigo had forgotten that Grimmjow still wore the oh so sexy outfit. A moan tore from Ichigo's throat as Grimmjow's grip in his hair tightened and an insistent tongue stroked the seam of his lips. Ichigo opened his mouth and Grimmjow plunged his tongue in, exploring every inch of the hot cavern. Ichigo's hand plunged into bright blue hair pulling hard as his other hand traveled across expanses of bare skin.
Grimmjow broke the kiss as the need for air became too much, "Ichi, baby, if we don't stop now, I'm not going to be able to control myself. I want you so bad I'm losing my mind." Ichigo's mind was a haze of lust as he tried to process Grimmjow's words. He knew that Grimmjow was trying not to rush him if he wasn't ready to resume their physical relationship, with a smirk Ichigo shifted himself so he was straddling Grimmjow's lap.
"Grimm, allow me to help you slip into the good side of insanity," he punctuated his words with a roll of his hip, grinding their erections together creating the friction they both needed. Grimmjow moaned as he gripped the narrow hips undulating in his lap. "I want you so bad, Grimm. I've spent so many nights dreaming of doing this again. Feeling you, tasting you, hearing you, oh god, Grimm I lost my mind a long time ago. I am so addicted you, I thought I was gonna die when I didn't have you."
"I-Ichi, Kami, Ichi," Grimmjow moaned Ichigo's words going straight to his groin. "I need you, please. I-I need you now." Grimmjow's hands slid from their place on the boy's hips traveling up under the hem of Ichigo's shirt to finally meet with smooth burning skin. Ichigo quickly pulled his shirt off throwing it to the floor. "I love you," the words were breathed against the soft skin behind the orange heads ear, causing the smaller man to shudder as jolts of desire tore though his body setting it on fire.
Ichigo leaned into his lover, lips leaving butterfly kisses along his jaw up to the hollow behind his ear. He continued to kiss down the neck that was bared to him, tongue and teeth coming out to nip and lick here and there. Grimmjow's body was trembling, his control on the verge of snapping. Ichigo could feel it and wanted to push his tightly wound lover over the edge, this time he wanted no barriers between them. "Grimm, "he husked as he continued his trail of torture slowly down the man's exposed chest, "this outfit is so hot, I wanted to jump you right in front of everyone in the arena. I got so hard watching you move with that sword, I almost came from the sight." Ichigo knew that Grimmjow got off when he talked dirty to him, and he was rewarded as the last of the man's self control finally snapped.
"Berry, you are asking for it," Grimmjow growled as he flipped Ichigo onto his back and stalked up his body to capture those wicked lips. Ichigo moaned as his lover easily dominated his mouth, god he loved it when Grimmjow was this aggressive. Ichigo felt like he was going to combust from the heat of his lovers body pressed tightly against his. Grimmjow's tongue darted around Ichigo's mouth mapping every hidden corner, coaxing Ichigo's own tongue to dance, wet hot slick muscles gliding and caressing each other. Large calloused hands glided up and down Ichigo's quivering sides, the muscles jumping and clenching under his touch. Ichigo's moans fuelled Grimmjow's desire, fanning the already consuming inferno burning in him. Even though he wanted to take his time and make his berry beg, he knew that he wasn't going to be able to hold back. Moving his lips to Ichigo's neck, he trailed his tongue down the corded muscle to the juncture of his shoulder, with a feral growl he bit down until he tasted the sweet coppery liquid telling him he may have been too rough. Ichigo's responding howl of pleasure put him at ease as he licked the abused skin in apology. He continued to trail sharp nips and bites down the heaving chest until he reached the pebbled nipple begging for abuse. Teeth latched on and were dragged across the sensitive flesh causing Ichigo to arch his back of the bed as he moaned loudly, fisting his hands into the blue locks and pulling hard.
"Grimm, p-ple, ahh, please," Ichigo panted out, needing for Grimmjow to hurry up and take him, to complete him. "Stop teasing, Gah! I need you inside me now!"
"Kami, how can I refuse if you ask me like that?" Grimmjow reached down grasping Ichigo's pants, quickly pulling them and his boxers off and throwing them to the ground. Slipping to his knees between the parted legs he quickly engulfed his lovers straining member, causing Ichigo to scream. Grimmjow quickly licked three of his own fingers before returning his mouth the Ichigo's weeping cock. A moan was torn from both men as the first finger was eased into Ichigo's tight passage. A particularly harsh yank on Grimmjow's hair brought his face back up to look into Ichigo's pleading eyes. He felt a slight shifting of the body under him before he found himself on his back, looking up at a feral looking Ichigo. Ichigo's hands made quick work of the sash holding his pants up and before Grimmjow could blink his pants were off as well.
"I can't wait any longer." Ichigo husked out, lifting himself up to line up his entrance with the leaking member of his lover.
"Ichi, I don't want to hurt you. You aren't prepared yet….." Grimmjow's words were cut off as Ichigo began to lower himself, taking Grimmjow in slowly inch by blissful inch. Gripping narrow hips with bruising pressure Grimmjow helped to steady the beautiful body above him. "Oh god Ichi, you feel so tight, so fuckin good, I don't think I'm gonna be able to hold back."
"Don't, I want everything you have to give," Ichigo moaned as he began to roll his hips, drawing a low growl from the man under him. After ensuring that he wasn't going to tear himself Ichigo lift himself up until only the tip remained inside him. Giving Grimmjow an evil grin he slammed himself back down, hard. Grimmjow didn't have a chance to react to the sensation before Ichigo was repeating it over and over, effectively fucking himself on Grimmjow's cock. Grimmjow could only stare wide eyed at the site of the man he loved riding him with such abandon, pulling him closer and closer the edge of oblivion. Suddenly Grimmjow needed to see the orange haired man under him writhing and moaning and coming apart for him, he quickly rolled them over pulling Ichigo's legs over his shoulder at the same time. Without a word Grimmjow began snapping his hip forward, thrusting hard into Ichigo's willing body. The pace was hard and they both knew that they weren't going to last very long. Ichigo couldn't think, could form a coherent thought of sentence, only managing to studier out moaned pleas of "Harder", "Faster", and "More". Grimmjow happily complied with each shaky command, his body pounding into Ichigo's with such force the bed slammed into the wall, groaning under the strain. Grimmjow shifted his angle to slam into Ichigo's prostate with bruising force. Ichigo's moans and whimpers became screams of ecstasy with each strike, growing louder and louder. "Gri- I, I'm…ghaa, I'm go-naaah…..oh god….." Ichigo incoherently babbled.
"Yes, baby. Cum for me, just let go," Grimmjow purred into Ichigo's ear. That seemed to have done it, Ichigo came undone. Ichigo's vision went black a moment before the world exploded in blinding color, his orgasm tore through his body with the devastating force of a hurricane leaving him breathless and dizzy. Grimmjow watched as Ichigo reached his climax without his member being touched, the expression on his perfect face along with the sudden unbearable heat clenching around him hooked and pulled him crashing over the edge, plunging him into his own release. As they lay there gasping for breath waiting to come down from incredible high, Grimmjow collapsed on top of Ichigo's boneless body, soft whispers of love and affection the only other sounds heard in the room.
A/N: So, sorry about the wait. My 4 year old daughter got the flu and decided to share with mommy. I started writing and this chapter just flowed, it's twice as long so I hope that makes up for the wait. I want to thank everyone who has reviewed and alerted this story. My next story will be another Grimm/Ichi since that had the highest number of votes on the poll. Thank you to everyone who voted.