Ichigo POV

"Fucking thing..." I muttered angrily, then sneezed. What was that smell? Oh smoke...SMOKE?! The turkey was on fire in the oven! I screamed in panick. Fire extinguisher?! Where the hell was that fucking thing?! I grabbed it as I found it in the pantry, dragging it towards the oven. Shit.
I snapped down the oven door with my foot, flames roaring out. I leapt back, "shit, shit, shit!" I pulled the pin on the fire extinguisher and proceeded spraying the flames.
Finally the flames died out. ...My turkey was ruined. Just flat ruined. "AAAGH!" I screamed at it with fury, throwing the extinguisher.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, what's going on in here?"

I twitched, looking over at Grimmjow with a glare, "The fucking thing burned." As if it wasn't obvious.

He studied the turkey, "I can see that..." Then glanced at me, "just like how you burned the potatoes...and the green beans..."

"Shut up, kitty-cat, you're pissing me off."

"Ok, ok, geeze." He raised his hands in surrender, sitting down at the table, "Why don't you sit down and have some pie?"

I glared at the perfect pumpkin pie that Yuzu had sent me, "...fine." I loved her pie, and maybe the sugar would help my mood at this point.
I grabbed the reddi-whip from the fridge and shook it up. I popped the top and tried spraying some on my piece of pie. Nothing came out. Fuck. I shook the can again and again tried the trigger. AND again nothing came out.
"AAAAAGGGGH!" I shook the can as rapidly as I possibly could.

"Ichigo..."

"Whaaaat!?" I pressed the trigger. Whip cream exploded out of the can, covering the pie, the table, and, of fucking course, me. I bit back my serious desire to scream at the top of my lungs. Why was I cursed tonight? WHY?!

Grimmjow started laughing, "Look, a strawberry covered in whip cream!" he grinned.

"Shut up!" I growled, taking my shirt off and trying to wipe my face clean with it. At this, Grimmjow fell silent, staring at me, his eyes turning predatory. "What?!" I snapped, finding that every time I wiped off some cream, more of it got on me! And again, WHY?!

"Come here." He demanded.

"What?"

"Come here."

"No." I snipped back. If he wanted me, he could get his ass up and come to me.

"COME HERE Ichigo." He stood up, his voice dropping an octave.

"Why?" Okay, now I knew we had a problem...

He flash-stepped to me, grabbing me around the waist with one arm, and tipping my chin up with his other hand, "Because I told you to." He kissed me. I hummed into him, enjoying the surprise kiss, "Besides, you looking like this is definitely an invitation." His smile was wicked.

"I-I need to clean up." I blushed.

"Later."

"But-!" He put his finger to my lips, silencing me.

"Later." He said firmly, and claimed my mouth again. His mouth travelled across my jawline, licking up the specks of whip-cream. His tongue came down my neck, and I heard myself whimper when his tongue went across my chest, lapping up more cream, and teasing each nipple with extra care.

"Gri-Grimmjow." I murmured, tangled in the sensations he had created.

"Oh, you're really sensitive tonight, it seems your body had been wanting me, hm?" He said in a playful tone that made me blush more.

"Not a chance." I hissed, but felt a quiver run through me when he went over my nipples once more.

"Lies." He purred into my ear, grabbing my groin, giving a hard stroke that instantly sent a blaze rippling through my skin.

I gasped, "H-hey!" Grimmjow undid my pants, slipping his fingers within my underwear, and palming my head. I groaned into him, digging my nails into his shoulders.

"You've neglected this for too long, tsk, tsk." He continued to tease my length, his fingers skilled and...thorough.

"I re-really should clean u-uuun!" He cupped under my balls, fondling my sack, and making me moan. Yeah, there was no way I would be able to escape this pleasure. He put me up on the table, pulling my pants off, "Not on the table..." I mumbled with a pant.

"Why not? You're a better dinner than what you burnt anyway." Grimmjow smirked, then took the can of reddi-whip and sprayed more of the white cream on me.

"What are you doing?!"

"Decorating my dessert." He gave me a devious grin, "Besides, it'll be fun to lick you clean." His tongue was rough and tantalizing on my skin. He traced his way down my torso, coming all the way to my member, and getting to work there. I moaned, feeling him shift me back onto my back, spreading my legs, exposing me completely.

"St-stop!" I cried out in embarrassment, trying to close my legs, though he was already between them, torturing me with bliss, making me go silent as his tongue found leverage on my flesh. He carressed my shaft with quick fingers, his tongue shining the crown with small circles. I couldn't find words to express my pleasure, only able to utter out short moans.

"I'm happy that I'm the only one to taste the real flavor of stawberry and whip-cream." I could only throw him a tiny glare, to which he just chuckled with amusement.
He moved back up my body, putting a hand behind my back, making it arch up, and easy for him to sink ball's deep inside with a single thrust. I gave a surprised yelp, accepting his heat and girth with a gratified moan. As Grimmjow started his rhythm, pulling out and pressing back in, I panted, my heart beat thundering in my ears at a quickening pace, my climax building up.
I cried out, louder with each thrust as he picked up pace, my climax at it's peak. Ecstasy washed through me, and exploded in a moment as he slammed in hard, hitting my core. I screamed in bliss as my orgasm sent me off and Grimmjow gave me a final thrust.

-;-

"What are you doing?!" I snapped with a jump when Grimmjow licked behind my ear without warning.

"I missed a spot." He answered with a grin.

THE END! XD Happy Thanksgiving!

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