When I wake up, I notice Ichigo's got his arm around me in his sleep, head on my chest. We spent the whole night fucking so I have a feeling he's going to be pretty sore. If the frown on his face even in his sleep is an indication of anything, I already know Ichigo's going to be grumpy when he wakes up.

I cuddle him from behind because he smells and feels so good. I stay like this for a while longer, nibbling on his neck. I get up slowly and grab my camera. I can't really go anywhere without it and for good reason too. Since Ichigo's still asleep I decide to take some pictures of him. I put the camera on the side table when I'm done and decide to wake Ichigo up.

I pull the sheet off, revealing his smooth back. I bite his ass cheek.

Ichigo stirs, eyes still closed. I know he's waking up. He opens his eyes and stares at me, then down at his butt then at me again and scowls.

"Grimmjow!"

I manage to smile even though I'm still biting his ass. Ichigo glares back at me over his shoulder. He pushes my face away and I let go, smiling at the bite mark I left.

"You're crazy," he mutters.

"You love it," I smack his bitten butt cheek and sit up.

Ichigo grabs his reddened cheek and starts rubbing at it slowly, pouting all cute and shit.

I'm turned the fuck on already. Ichigo's still naked from last night. I'm still naked too. Technically we're both ready to go another round first thing in the morning. I'm staring at his ass again. Ichigo buries his face into the pillow and moans. I imagine what else I can do with Ichigo. I wanna blow his fucking mind even harder than ever. My staring doesn't go unnoticed for long. Ichigo looks back at me. He stares at me staring at him and starts to stir a little, like he's about to get up. I stop him before he gets a chance.

"I'm horny," I say.

"What? I just woke up!" Ichigo exclaims.

"At least I'm honest."

Ichigo gasps when I grab his leg and yank him down. He slides down and the position is already perfect. He's on his side slightly, and I've got a grip on his inner thigh, keeping him open. He's leaning on his arm, watching me.

"I'm sore, asshole!" Ichigo protests.

"What's wrong, did I fuck you too hard?" I counter, watching him frown at me.

"Barely," Ichigo challenges.

I know he fucking lying.

"Oh is that right? Want me to remind you how hard I fucked you last night, Ichi? What about you try and walk, I'm sure you can't."

Ichigo's fist hits my abs, but not hard enough to hurt. He's blushing and just a little mad, but I know he liked all of it. So it looks like Ichigo's got a temper this morning and I gotta sort him out.

"And what if I don't want to be reminded?"

I know he's just teasing.

"You're all mine now. You don't get to decide that. Besides, remember your promise?"

I smile at him.

Ichigo laughs, "That's only because I'm letting you."

He reaches out, cupping my cheek. When we make eye contact, Ichigo's giving me the look.

"Kiss me," Ichigo orders.

I grab his hand and hold it. Ichigo wraps his legs around my waist. I lean down and oblige him.

It's all tongue and it's pretty fucking hot. By now my hand is on his dick and I'm stroking him slowly. Ichigo's hard and whines against my tongue in his mouth. His fingers tweak my nipples and his hand slowly travels lower to my hard dick.

Ichigo pulls away enough to push me back against the bed. I watch, hardly containing the grin on my face as he crawls on top of me. He continues kissing me. I let him take some control and it's sexy.

"You might as well ride me since you're already on top of me," I suggest.

Ichigo's getting flustered. He places both hands on my lower abdomen and positions himself comfortably, thighs on either side of me. He doesn't complain about my suggestion. He seems like he wants to try it anyway.

Ichigo takes hold and bites his lip as he slowly slides down on my dick. He moans softly, going lower and lower until I'm completely in him. He's trembling. I place my hands on his hips.

"You good?"

"Mmm… yeah," Ichigo moans, locking onto my eyes.

I rub small circles on his hips and run my hands down his thighs.

Ichigo slowly lifts himself, licking his lips. I put my hands behind my head and relax, watching as Ichigo begins fucking himself slowly.

"Yeah," I moan.

"Hnn like this?" Ichigo asks.

He moves down and up again until his pace is starting to form a good rhythm.

"Yeah, just like that," I encourage.

In no time we're in a fucking trance and it feels hella good. I see the pleasure written all over Ichigo's face. His body. Now and then I thrust up as Ichigo drops himself. He whines when I do it hard enough. He bites his lip pretty hard, making himself bleed but he doesn't stop.

"Fuck…fuck," Ichigo's panting, bouncing on my cock faster now. Harder.

The sound of our fucking echoes in the room, skin slapping against skin, Ichigo's moans and mine melding into one. Good thing we're alone, cause this shit sounds like a fucking porno.

I watch Ichigo as he continues to impale himself on my dick. His eyes are closed. His mouth open slightly. His cheeks are dusted in pink and his voice is fucking mesmerising.

"Shit! I'm gonna cum," I grunt.

"Haah…cum inside me, daddy," Ichigo groans.

I cum hard, shooting my load right into him.

"Fuck," I moan, "yeah just keep going baby."

"Grimmjow," Ichigo moans loudly.

He begins rolling his hips for a moment before going back to bouncing on me.

I keep spurting. Fuck. He really is amazing for doing that to me. I'm glad he's enjoying himself this much but fuck. His voice on its own is enough to keep me hard for him.

His breath hitches and he gasps, his hand quickly coming around to stroke himself. I feel his ass clenching around my dick as he cums all over his hand and my chest. He moves a little bit more, trying to catch his breath. Ichigo stops moving and opens his eyes.

"Shit," Ichigo's still shaking slightly. "That was…that was..."

"That was hot," I murmur.

"Yeah," Ichigo blushes.

He leans down and kisses me again, softly this time. We exchange lazy kisses until he rolls off me in a sticky heap.

"Did I make you feel good?" Ichigo asks, lying by my side now.

He looks up at me and I grin at him.

"You don't even need to ask that," I laugh. "If anything I need to up my game now."

Ichigo's eyes squint when he laughs and I love it.

I like playing with Ichigo's hair as he lies next to me. I guess he's thinking about something because he's been a little quiet. He slowly looks up at me again and sighs.

"What are we gonna do after this? How long do you want to drag this out?" Ichigo asks. "We can't be together. You're paparazzi. I'm a…"

I scoff, "A celebrity."

I already know that. It seems like the only time we don't think about this is when we're having fun or doing something together that involves little responsibility. I know Ichigo can't exactly do much about the situation. I started this for fun but now I actually don't want to lose him.

"I don't care what you are, I wanna be with you," I admit, and I didn't even fucking fathom saying this shit to anyone, but Ichigo isn't just anyone to me.

He looks up at me seriously.

"Do you mean that?"

"Yeah."

Ichigo's hand rests on my chest, right over my heart.

"But… you want to destroy me."

I stiffen. Sure, I wanted to do that at first. I wanted to see him burn. But now all I want is to make him mine completely, and if I expose him like that then I don't get to have him anymore. The realisation hits me pretty hard and I haven't thought about it like this until now. I look away from him and towards the window.

I know Ichigo's still staring at me. His hand reaches out and pulls my chin back to face him.

"Grimmjow…do you really want to be with me? Because I don't half ass anything. I want to try. With you. But I'm scared because you can just throw me away like trash when you're sick of me."

I hear his voice break at the end but he's too stubborn to cry.

I grab his wrist and pin it to the bed, climbing on top of him. Ichigo stares at me. I see the uncertainty but I want to make him understand.

"I mean it."

And I'll prove it to him.

I sit up and Ichigo does too, watching me.

I grab my camera.

"I wanna show you something," I say, moving into a sitting position on the bed.

"What the hell, Grimm? Why would you bring your camera here?"

I smirk, "I got separation issues okay? Don't judge me."

He snorts. I turn my camera on and go into the playback. The picture of Ichigo's cum stained face appears and his face drops.

"Don't trip out on me, just watch."

Ichigo starts frowning, but he keeps watching. My finger hovers over the delete command on my camera. I delete the first picture and the second. I look at Ichigo again. He doesn't believe what I just did, and I don't believe it either. He's staring like I'm playing him. I don't even have any other copies. It's literally gone now, and it's slowly sinking in.

"Wait, you just deleted them," Ichigo says, looking at me. "Why? Wasn't that your way of controlling me?"

I turn the camera off and put it on the bedside table beside me. This is a new thing for me. I haven't done this for anyone, yet I did it for Ichigo. I still have the original pictures with Ichigo and Renji and the whole coke deal. Since that's what got Ichigo into this situation with me in the first place, that's the one I'll keep for now.

"Still got the original picture of you with Renji that got us into this deal. So nah, I didn't really need those other pictures to control you."

Ichigo nods slowly. He knows this deal isn't over yet. Honestly I don't know when it would be either, but I don't really want it to end so soon. I'm starting to get used to Ichigo. I want to be with him a lot. And sometimes it doesn't even feel like a deal anymore. Doesn't even feel like I'm blackmailing him anymore but that's obviously the big thing here.

Despite that, Ichigo starts smiling.

"I'm glad you did that Grimmjow."

He reaches out to hold my hand. His fingers intertwining with mine and squeezing.

"I think I can start to actually like you now."

"What's that supposed to mean?" I ask.

Ichigo doesn't answer me. He's still smiling, staring at our hands. I grab him by the waist and pull him close to me. This makes him look at me again.

"Don't tell me you're falling for me."

Ichigo stares into my eyes then turns his face to the side, smiling wider.

OK not gonna lie. I really liked writing Ichigo in this chap haha. I'm really curious about what you guys thought / felt about this chapter! Let me know :)