"I can't believe it," Ichigo says as he stares at the screen.

Neither can I. Rukia's gone and fucked herself up. I stare at the screen a while longer, taking it in as Ichigo does the same beside me.

"What the fuck. Drug overdose?" I say, a little surprised.

We look at each other briefly, like we don't believe what we see before looking at the screen again.

I shouldn't be surprised that Rukia had an overdose since she is a drug user, but I didn't expect to see something like this happen to her. I don't really know how things will turn out for her now that people know about her drug use. Paparazzi, publishers and fans are already going crazy about it.

Ichigo reaches for my laptop and scrolls down the page to read more text.

"In hospital until further notice." Ichigo says, frowning. "How could I not know about this until now?"

I shrug. Maybe it's because whenever Ichigo's with me he turns his phone off, and it must have gone by unheard until now.

"I need to go," Ichigo says, standing quickly.

I look at him then turn my attention back on the bright screen. I don't even need to ask him where he's going. I already know.

"I need to see Rukia."

I push a hand through my hair. I see why, since Ichigo does claim to be Rukia's friend and I know that I'm not gonna be able to stop him from going.

"Are ya gonna come back after?" I ask, looking at him as I stand. Ichigo nods.

"I will."

He turns to leave but I grab his wrist, stopping him in the process.

"Hey," I pull him to me, pressing a kiss to his lips once he's turned to face me.

"Next time you kiss me before you leave…and when you come back."

Ichigo blushes. "Okay."

I'm kind of surprised he's not throwing attitude at me and fighting me on this, but I can't expect the same when I give him more rules.

I let Ichigo leave and decide to do some more reading up on celebrity news. It's crazy how much information I can pull, but I also know that most of the stories are over exaggerated to draw in more attention.

This whole drug overdose thing Rukia's got going on has got me thinking about the blackmail I used to have on Ichigo. I know it's a little different but there's still drugs involved and there could have been a similar outcome.

Is this what it would have been like if I decided to sell Ichigo out? I guess so. I may not be a good guy half the time but seeing this makes me glad I didn't. But now, I can see exactly what's happening to Rukia over drugs, and the more I think about it, I realise that she was going to spiral the fuck out of control anyway.

A few hours later, I step out onto my balcony and lean on the railing, looking out into the mid-afternoon sky and the orange glow that shines from it. I'm out here a while, just looking out to the ocean below.

I hear the front door of my apartment open and close softly. Since Ichigo was going to come back I left the door unlocked and now here he is. I peer over my shoulder, watching as he walks in.

Ichigo follows me to the balcony a moment later and presses a hand to my back. I look back over my shoulder to him. He stands there, the glow of the sun reflecting off his hair, looking back at me.

"She's okay at least," Ichigo tells me. "She's going to be out in a day, so…they always overreact and make things seem like a big deal even when it's not." Ichigo frowns.

"I know what you mean, but it makes money and everyone buys into it." I say simply before I move in and cup his cheek. Ichigo makes eye contact with me. I can see that he's not really upset at all, though he seems relieved that Rukia is okay.

"I missed you." I say before I kiss him, pulling him to me.

Ichigo grips my shoulders when I pull him up. His thighs on either side of my body, I prop him on the railing of my balcony.

"Hey!" Ichigo tightens his hold, staring at me bewildered when he realises.

"G-Grimmjow, what are you doing? You're going to drop me!"

"You really think I'll drop you?" I ask, keeping a steady hand around the small of his back.

"Hey c'mon, Grimmjow I…" He grips me tighter. "I don't want to fall."

"You trust me right?" I ask calmly. I'll never let him fall.

Ichigo stops talking to stare into my eyes. He looks so innocent like this. I must be looking at Ichigo longer than I think because he squeezes my shoulders, slowly smiling.

"Seriously Grimm, I don't want to fall."

"I won't let you," I say before connecting my lips to his. He kisses me back instantly. He's so eager, letting me have my way with him even though he knows that I could potentially harm him. Not that I would though.

The kiss deepens, Ichigo slinging his arms around my neck. I sense something, a flash or a glint of white light. It's probably just a glare and I don't suspect anything of it as I grip Ichigo tighter against me. He mewls and relaxes against me. I'm just about to lose control. I pull him away from the edge of the balcony and carry him inside.

"I can't get enough of you," I murmur, pressing soft kisses across his jaw.

"You're insatiable." Ichigo says, a grin etched across his face.

"Can't blame me. Just look at you."

Ichigo blushes pretty hard. His face is flushed hot against my palm.

"What are you going to do?" Ichigo asks against my lips.

I smirk. He already knows what I'm about to do.

"I'm gonna make you feel so good, baby," I whisper.

Ichigo groans, the warmth radiating from him as he presses himself closer to me.

I press a hand between our wedged bodies, fingers digging against the waistband of his shorts for a moment before wondering lower and softly gripping his half hard dick. Ichigo gasps when I rub my palm flat against the head of his cock, a sweet friction making him buck against my hand.

"Shit I need you to do that again."

I chuckle, pressing chaste kisses along his heated neck, his scent the only thing I can smell. He's already breathless, gyrating against my hand as I continue pleasuring him. He's panting against my ear, small hot breathes making me just as hot as he is.

"You don't know how badly I missed you. How much I wanted to touch you."

His lips press to mine almost instantly, fingers pulling softly in my hair.

"I want you, Grimmjow. I want you so much."

Without another word I hoist him up and take him to my bedroom.

He clings to me, pressing soft kisses to my jaw.

All this just makes me want to throw Ichigo down and take him so badly. I feel like there's something different here. Like something has changed and I don't know exactly what. All I know is that it feels right and I wouldn't wanna have it any other way. Ichigo seems so vulnerable in my arms, wanting and all I wanna do is give him everything he wants. To take care of him.

I press him into the bed. He's still wrapped around me, like letting go will make me vanish or something. I'm between his legs as I continue to kiss him, his lips, jaw, down to his neck. His breath hitches when I nip and suck at his throat.

I feel Ichigo's fingers reaching for me, sliding fingertips against my chest and abdomen.

He moans when I suck long and hard at one spot on the side of his neck. Ichigo bucks into me, grinding our lower bodies together.

"I need you, Grimmjow." Ichigo murmurs into my ear, pressing his thighs tighter against me.

I pull up slowly, looking at the marks I made already blossoming red on his neck. I pull my shirt off and Ichigo scrambles to do the same. He sits up best he can to reach for the hem of my pants, helping me undo the zipper, tugging at the fabric. I take it all off, watching Ichigo as he starts to strip himself bare.

He's breathing fast, quickly tugging at his own shorts until they rest at his knees. I help him pull it off. Ichigo gasps when I grip his hips and pull him flush against me. He's so irresistible and I can't wait anymore. I peel his underwear off his body, my appetite growing for him by the second.

Putting an arm behind his head, Ichigo peers down to look at our arousals. I grip both of our cocks in one hand and start moving slowly, until the jerking starts to speed up. I moan from the too good friction, watching as Ichigo squirms, pre-cum leaking from the reddened tip of his cock.

"Grimm I…if you keep doing this I w-won't be able to hold on."

"You don't need to. I'm gonna make you feel good all day if I have to." I smile at him.

Ichigo moans, cheeks already reddened and his body glistening.

I grunt, feeling my own release spurring me on, to go a little faster. The pre-cum slickens the pace, makes my hand slide up and down seamlessly. Ichigo arches his back, choking on a cry as he cums, the sight making me cum too.

"Shit," I grunt, stroking a little longer until we've stopped.

Ichigo relaxes into the bed, trying to catch his breath. A smile remains on his face and I chuckle lightly from the sight. My heart's beating hard. I already feel light headed. I sit back onto the heels of my feet, dick in hand.

Ichigo sighs, pressing a finger to his hard abdomen, already covered in our mess. We make eye contact and Ichigo bites his bottom lip, that vulnerable look still in his eyes.

Doesn't matter if I've just cum. I can feel my arousal coming back again.

He sits up, pressing both hands to the sides of my face without a word as he kisses me hard.

I fall onto my back, watching as Ichigo gets on top of me. He presses his hands into my shoulders and I rub at his smooth sides, down to his ass.

"Lube," I say, pressing a digit against his hole. "It's in the drawer."

I find it cute how Ichigo is still blushing even after all the things we've done together.

Ichigo slides off me quickly. He retrieves the lube and gets back on top of me.

"It's been a while," Ichigo murmurs.

I smirk, sitting up on my elbows.

"Don't worry, I'll be gentle." I wink, making Ichigo smile back at me.

I pop the lid open and pour some onto my fingers. I reach behind Ichigo, slowly pressing my finger into him. He shifts slightly, pressing his heated face into the crook of my neck. Damn he's tight enough that it's almost like I've never been in him.

I press in deeper, adding another finger to loosen him up a bit. He moves his hips slowly, his wet lips and hot breath against my neck.

"Please Grimm, I want you inside."

I can't say no to him, but I feel like teasing him a little bit. I continue to finger him, pressing deeper every time, feeling him shiver against me.

"Please…please," Ichigo's begging is a huge turn on, even though I'm already hard and so is he. I pull his cheeks open, adding a third finger and plunging into him harder.

"Grimm!" Ichigo lets out a drawn out whine.

"Okay, baby," I pull my fingers out of him.

Ichigo moves his face away from my neck to look at my face. I let Ichigo position himself, guiding my cock into him slowly. He lets out a string of moans, settling down until I'm completely sheaved deep inside of him.

"Mm..ah," Ichigo whines, digging his nails into my shoulders.

"So tight," I mutter, gripping Ichigo's hips.

He starts to move slowly at first until he starts to open up a lot more, the pace fastening.

"Good, huh?" I groan, thrusting up to meet Ichigo.

"Yeah mhmm," Ichigo pants. "So good."

I sit up, using my strength to change position and get Ichigo under me. He cries out, back slamming into the bed. He tightens his legs around my back.

"Grimm…Grimm," he chants.

I thrust into him again. Ichigo arches his back, pressing his body snug against mine. His mouth drops open and he closes his eyes.

"Uh.. yeah…yes…" Ichigo begins to cry out. "Keep doing that. Don't stop."

I oblige him, enjoying all the little sounds he makes because of me.

Ichigo's pretty wet lips are parted open as he grips the sheets in his hand, the other reaches for his cock, stroking himself to my thrusts.

I see the pleasure all over his face, even when I'm tightly holding onto both legs at a high angle, pushing him further and further to the edge with every plunge. Every push makes him gasp and moan. He's shaking, stroking himself faster now, swearing under his breath.

We're both hot and sweaty, panting from our love making. Ichigo tightens around me. His hand stops moving. He throws his head back, mouth open in a silent cry before he cums again, ribbons spurting over him.

"Haa…ahh" Ichigo cries, digging his nails into my biceps.

This is all too much for me to handle. The mere sight of him like this is enough to push me off the edge. I growl at my own release, cumming deep inside of him and squeezing Ichigo's legs tighter.

We make eye contact and Ichigo moans, licking his lips. I don't hold back. I lunge forward and kiss him. I can't get enough of him. His sensitive body shudders under me. Ichigo licks and bites at my lips as he keeps holding onto me and doesn't let go.

The sheets tangled around us, our clothes thrown around everywhere as we lay side by side basking in the aftermath.

It's like we've been at it all day. Like there's nothing else in the world to care about.

Ichigo's breathing softly, warm body pressed against mine.

"I didn't think you'd actually get rid of the picture." Ichigo says softly, drawing invisible lines on my skin. "But I'm glad you did."

I find it crazy how we went from blackmail to this. I never would have imagined we would be something more.

"I didn't think you'd actually stay." I say honestly. "You're the only person that I really care about. I never felt like this for anyone else."

Ichigo smiles, nuzzling closer.

"I feel the same. I can't leave you. I can't get you out of my head." He says, looking at me innocently.

I love his smile, especially when it's for me. We don't speak, looking at each other, almost like time is on a stand still. We're quiet and comfortable, keeping eye contact.

"I love you," Ichigo whispers.

My urge to smile is uncontrollable. He's never said that to me, not until now. I press my thumb into his bottom lip. Ichigo keeps eye contact with me, caressing the side of my face slowly.

I lean in to kiss him.

"I love you too."

I hope you're enjoying this fic. It'll be nearing its end soon.