Ichigo didn't know how long he had been running for before his legs became to tired to go on. He looked at the tall building he hadn't know he was running to. The letters above the door reading "Jaegerjaquez. He had been to the one hundred and six story building many times. When he entered the the fat lazy looking guard behind the front desk didn't even give him a second glance. The building held offices on every floor except the very top one where Grimmjow's penthouse was.

Grimmjow's parents had retired and moved to Cuba the winter after he had graduated, leaving him the criminal justice empire and the massive building that Ichigo stood infront of without looking back. Jaegerjaquez Law Firm was the leading defence attorneys in the country with over five hundred lawyers working under him Grimmjow didn't have to do much. He only took on the cases for personal friends and colleges. Meaning when someone in the Espada ran into a bit of trouble with the law, Grimmjow showed up to the courtroom with ten of his best and put the case to rest.

Ichigo hit the number 106 repeatedly until the elevator doors closed.

He ran a hand threw his well-groomed spikey hair and wondered how the hell he had gotten into this mess. Just thirty-six hours before he was being told to start a relationship with a man who was nearly twice his size. Three hours before, he was giving his boyfriend of nine years a blow job next to a crowded ballroom. Two hours before, he was chatting with a man he loved but couldn't have. An hour and a half, his boyfriend purposed and Ichigo ran.

Ichigo had spent the rest of the night running threw the city without a clue to where he was going.

When the elevator doors opened he was greeted with the small foyer. It was ceiling to floor marble giving no hint to the how Grimmjow's home was decorated. He took the ten steps, Ichigo had counted a few times before, to the two white doors, only to find one slightly agar.

Ichigo pushed it open.

The sight was chaotic. The white leather sofa in the middle of the large living/dining room was overturned. The glass coffee table was smashed into tiny shards that decorated the blue shag rug, the dining table was tipped on the side, a leg broken and each and every piece of art was shredded. Ichigo noted that the large painting of a white and blue jaguar that he had gifted Grimmjow for his birthday the year before was still intact.

Ichigo spotted Grimjow threw the glass wall. He was shirtless, showing ichigo every inch of his well-defined back. He was leaning over the balcony with a lit cigarette dangling from his fingres.

"Got one to spare?" Asked Ichigo as he reached the tall man. While Renji was only five inches taller than him, Grimmjow was a good foot. It was beautiful and a lot nicer of a view than Ichigo's apartment that got plenty of light but in the end, just provided an excellent view of the brick wall of the building next could recall many precious moments between him and Grimmjow that had taken place on this balcony, watching the beautiful lights twinkle from bellow, and above.

Grimmjow reached into his suit pants and wordlessly handed the pack to Ichigo who lit one and a joined Grimmjow to look out at the city sky line. The two stood there in silent for a while before Grimmjow said. "Be with me."

Ichigo knew what he meant but still said "What?"

Grimmjow turned. Locking his piercing blue eyes with Ichigo's brown. "Leave them and be with me. You can't live like that. Some guy you don't even like just purposed to you and you've got to go start banging some fucking giant because some geezer told you to? Shits getting out of hand. It's confusing. You can't live like that. Fuck. I can't live like that." Grimmjow tousled his hair. "Do what you want to do Ichi. Come to me. We can be together, and I'll protect you. I'll always protect you."

"The Shinigami would disown me Grimm. I can't do that to my family. Besides the Espada would never let you be with me."

"Aizen wants you, Ichigo." Grimmjow took a step in so he was looking down at Ichigo and put his hands on either side of the man's head.

"What would they want with me?" Ichigo looked genuinely curious. Grimmjow had always loved the way there was never an ounce of fear in Ichigo's voice. He always thought logically first and let his feelings show later, when it didn't matter how he reacted anymore.

"I don't know? Top of your class at the country's best school? Kendo champion? Master's degree in fucking Math and Statistics? You're so gorgeous you've got men lined up. Don't think for a second that using you as a blood bond wasn't Kenpachi's idea."

"I'm not a champion. I'm second to you."

"See? You're so perfect it hurts." Grimmjow gave a cocky smirk before leaning his head down and kissed Ichigo tenderly. "I love you." He said when they parted.

It was the first time Grimmjow had ever told Ichigo that he loved him. Eight years in weighting but Ichigo had known it from the first-time in his family mansion hallway. "I love you too." He said back as he looked into Grimmjow's eyes. "I always have. I always will."

Grimmjow picked him up, forcing him to wrap his legs around his waist. Grimmjow maneuvered them threw the dump that he had left in his living room and into the bedroom. Grimmjow dropped Ichigo onto the bed as soon as he could and got to work.

His shoes and dress shirt were removed just as quickly as the rest of his clothing. Ichigo tried to sit up to take Grimmjow's off as well, but Grimmjow just shoved him back down and devoured his mouth hungrily. Ichigo gave in, he could feel the need in Grimmjow's kiss and let him take control. He needed it too. He wanted to be owned by Grimmjow, to be nobody else's but his. As if Grimmjow read his mind, he dug his teeth straight into the piece of flesh between his neck and collarbone.

He moved down Ichigo's body and dipped his tongue into Ichigo's belly button, making Ichigo gasp and arch his back. Grimmjow grinned smugly at that and continued his path downward. He passed Ichigo's leaking erection entirely and instead nipped lightly at Ichigo's soft, creamy thighs.

"Ugh, Grimm!" Ichigo groaned, using Grimmjow's pet name, knowing it always drove the older man wild. He shuddered when Grimmjow finally took Ichigo's cock into his mouth. Grimmjow didn't overly like giving blowjobs. He always liked getting over giving but the thought of Ichigo finally beneath him and completely submissive after the night of hell was making Grimmjow's dick throb. He needed to be buried inside of Ichigo. Now.

He pulled away from Ichigo to take off his own pants and step out of them. Ichigo stared at his dripping, erect cock. Ichigo could never get used to seeing it. It was above average size and had an impressive girth. Just recalling the way it could make him feel had Ichigo shuddering. Ichigo could only enjoy the view for a moment more before Grimmjow was back to being positioned above him.

Ichigo groaned as Grimmjow feverishly kissed him and tried to flip them over so Grimmjow was underneath him, but Grimmjow slammed him back down. It seemed as though Ichigo would have no control over what happened to him tonight and if he was completely honest with himself, that was just fine. Grimmjow pulled away from the kiss to press his fingers to Ichigo's lips. Ichigo didn't need to be told what to do as he took them into his mouth and sucked on them energetically. His tongue swirled around the long digits and he made damn well certain they were as wet as they could possibly be.

"You always did like to suck. " Grimmjow whispered and looked around for a second, he knew he had a bottle of lube around somewhere but was in no mood to stop what he was doing to look for it. He decided against his better judgement and just flipping Ichigo onto his stomach. He grabbed Ichigo's spiky orange hair and guided his throbbing organ to Ichigo's tempting mouth. Ichigo eagerly excepted the cock into his mouth. It had always been a little to much for comfort in Ichigo's opinion but years of experience had him knowing exactly how to suck and wrap his tongue around the larger male.

"Ah fuck Ichi!" Grimmjow cried out and thrusted hard into his moist mouth. Ichigo nearly chocked and sent Grimmjow a withering look that only dissipated when Grimmjow thrust his hips forward sharply for the second time. He choked again, but quickly recovered only to stiffen as two fingers worked their way inside of him. He flinched at the pain and wiggled around until Grimmjow managed to find his prostate.

"You're breathing pretty hard there, Ichigo," Grimmjow said smugly and spread his fingers apart ruthlessly, making Ichigo glare up at him. He sucked hard at the cock in his mouth in retribution and Grimmjow groaned.

"That's enough already," he said and slipped out of Ichigo's mouth. He pressed Ichigo, so he was flat against the mattress with his ass and legs hanging off and yanked his hips back with his feet braced against the floor. The head of his hard, saliva-coated cock, found Ichigo's entrance and Grimmjow gripped Ichigo's sides tightly before he pushed forward.

Ichigo's back arched and he clawed at the bed with a silent cry. Grimmjow grunted as Ichigo's tight heat clamped down on him and jerked forward in reaction. This time Ichigo did let out his sharp groan and Grimmjow pressed a tender kiss to his neck and shoulders as he continued to push in.

He held Ichigo still until he managed to fully penetrate him, and then held still, his breathing slightly increased from the pleasure he was experiencing. He glanced down at Ichigo to see he was squeezing his eyes and biting his lower lip. He knew he should have found the lube.

Grimmjow leaned down to Ichigo's ear to whisper sweet nothings. He relaxed his grip on Ichigo's hips to brace his hand beside his head. He rubbed his nose against Ichigo's face, nipping lightly at the lip being gnawed on.

"You're mine."

"Just move already." Ichigo growled. Grimmjow complied and slowly slipped out of Ichigo to thrust back in roughly. Ichigo cried out and Grimmjow threaded his fingers in between Ichigo's and held his hand tightly.

"Fu-fuck!" Ichigo's back bowed and he pressed up against Grimmjow. Grimmjow grinned and his white teeth gleamed in the dim light illuminating the room threw the windows by the city bellow before he buried them into Ichigo's shoulder once more. Ichigo gave a hoarse moan and shuddered underneath him.

"Mm, Ichi…" Grimmjow rolled his hips, building a fast and steady rhythm that made the mattress creak underneath him. It was almost more than Ichigo could bear, but that pressure against his prostate made it good. It made his head spin and his breath quicken more than any pain ever could.

He inhaled sharply when Grimmjow did that rocking motion again and dug his nails into the sheets. "Oh god, it hurts…" Ichigo whimpered and Grimmjow placed a sweet peck on his cheek.

"I'm close." He ground his body against Ichigo's and Ichigo couldn't deny it. Fuck, it felt so good he never wanted it to end but he was being pushed over the edge too, and Grimmjow could feel it from the way he was clamping down on his cock.

"Oh fuck! Grimm!" Ichigo screamed when Grimmjow stroked his cock and spasmed. "You're going to make me cum first!"

"That's the point," I said and lapped at the wound he had created earlier with his teeth.

"Shit, stop! I'm gonna come!"

Grimmjow stroked him faster and Ichigo moaned loudly before he clenched even tighter around Grimmjow and came. Grimmjow hissed in his ear at the constricting heat around him and thrusted his large, pulsing member roughly in and out of him. Grimmjow grunted and then a warmth filled Ichigo that made him squirm in discomfort.

Grimmjow held onto Ichigo in the after math, both of their heart rates increased and finally easing down. Grimmjow had always been a surprisingly very cuddly and touchy-feely lover and didn't have any reservation of kissing and stroking Ichigo's body. Not that Ichigo was complaining. It felt soothing and comfortable despite the pain making itself known again from his throbbing backside.