After he and Ichigo spend god knows how long cuddling in bed, Grimmjow gets up from the warm bed, reluctantly, as both he and Ichigo's stomachs growl loudly.
Ichigo yawns, stretching his lithe body across the bed as he watches Grimmjow pull on a pair of loose grey sweats.
"Are we ordering take out again Grimm?"
"We can't order take out all the time Ichi, we'll get fat," Grimmjow smirks, walking back over to the bed and ruffling Ichigo's messy hair. Without any hesitation Ichigo leans into the touch, closing his eyes and purring lightly. The sight both warms and excites Grimmjow, and dirty thoughts invade his mind. Maybe he can convince Ichigo to go another round later...but with the way the Neko is now nuzzling against his palm, he doubts Ichigo will need much convincing.
"Grimm," Ichigo purrs, staring up at Grimmjow with those wide, brown eyes, a pink blush on his cheeks. He's just too fucking cute for his own good, Grimmjow thinks to himself.
"Yeah?" Grimmjow manages to force out, his throat suddenly way too dry.
"Can we do it again?" Ichigo asks.
"Well...we should probably eat first..." Grimmjow tries to argue. Not that he doesn't want too, but if he doesn't cook now he's sure as hell not going to have enough energy to make anything later.
Pouting, Ichigo turns his head, running his tongue across Grimmjow's palm, drawing out a shudder from the older male.
Maybe the Neko isn't as innocent as Grimmjow had previously thought.
Gripping a surprised Ichigo by the chin, Grimmjow leans down and captures his lips in a slow, wet kiss, arousal now awakening inside of him once again. Ichigo moans into his mouth, letting Grimmjow easily dominate the kiss as things start to grow more heated.
Groowwwllll
Grimmjow leans back from Ichigo, chuckling as Ichigo glares down at his own stomach angrily.
"Come on, we need to feed that Demon in your stomach first," Grimmjow laughs, planting a quick kiss on Ichigo's forehead.
"Oh, but we should really put some ointment or something on your arm before we do that," Ichigo mumbles, his head hanging in what Grimmjow presumes to be guilt.
"Ichigo, you don't have to feel bad over that. Besides, I kind of liked it," Grimmjow reassures him, flashing a toothy grin. Ichigo raises an eyebrow at him, but seems to accept Grimmjow's words.
Opening the bottom drawer of the cabinet next to the bed, Grimmjow takes out a tube of antiseptic cream and tosses it to Ichigo, sitting back down on the bed with his arm held out in front of himself.
"If it'll make you feel better put some on, but trust me I've had worse than this and I'm still kicking."
Ichigo uncaps it and shuffles closer, gently putting the cream onto the red scratches. Despite all his bravado, Grimmjow can't help but flinch at the sting. Once Ichigo is done, Grimmjow takes the cream back from him and places it back in the drawer.
"Right, now you're done playing nurse, time to do some cooking. Go and wash that stuff off of your hands first," Grimmjow tells him, trying to ignore the persistent stinging on his arm.
Ichigo nods, pulling the bed sheet around himself as he stands up.
"Why are you taking my bed sheet with you?" Grimmjow asks with a frown.
Ichigo averts his eyes, his cheeks going redder as he clutches the edges of the sheet around himself.
"I need to get some pants from my room too..."
"You do realise I've seen you naked now, right?"
"I know that! I just...it feels weird walking around naked in front you when we're not doing stuff..." Ichigo shrugs, biting at his lip.
Grimmjow opens his mouth to tell him he's being stupid, but stops himself. Ichigo is obviously more shy than he is, and being naked while in the throes of passion probably does seem different than just strutting around. It probably makes him feel somewhat vulnerable, Grimmjow realises.
"Alright, go and get some pants on and wash your hands, I'll be in the kitchen area prepping stuff," Grimmjow grins, and Ichigo grins right back at him, before heading off to his own room to change.
With a new spring in his step, Grimmjow heads to the kitchen area and begins setting stuff out for dinner. He preps some salmon fillets and preheats the oven, then starts to get whatever fresh vegetables he has left in his fridge out and puts them on the counter tops. He needs to go shopping again soon, as after tonight he'll probably be out of fresh stuff.
When Ichigo finally makes his way over to the kitchen area, Grimmjow flashes him a wide grin and gestures at the various items on the counter top.
"You ready to help me cook tonight?"
Ichigo comes over to the counter, his eyes darting between the ingredients.
"I don't really know how to cook so good..." he murmurs, keeping his eyes downcast, his ears flattening.
Grimmjow chuckles, reaching out a hand and ruffling the others spiky hair.
"That's alright, you can learn as we go along. It's only salmon and vegetables, nothing too fancy or complicated."
Nodding in agreement, Ichigo listens as Grimmjow starts to give him instructions. He hands Ichigo a chopping knife, which Ichigo accepts and stares at as Grimmjow thrusts a chopping board and some tomatoes and mixed peppers at him.
"You at least know how to slice vegetables, right?"
"Um...sure," Ichigo says, putting the stuff down on the free counter top in front of him. Turning back to the oven, Grimmjow leaves Ichigo to get on with the task.
Once he's done adjusting the heat settings, he turns back only to find the Neko with a deep frown set into his face, staring down at the vegetables on the chopping board as if they'd personally wronged him.
Quirking an eyebrow, Grimmjow steps back over to him.
"They're vegetables, they ain't gonna bite you know."
Ichigo blushes, letting out a scoff.
"Idiot I know that! I just..." he trails off, chewing at his bottom lip.
Shaking his head and trying to suppress a grin, Grimmjow takes the knife from his claw and nudges him aside.
"See this is why you don't lie, naughty kitty," Grimmjow tuts, earning a hard glare from the Neko.
"I'm not a naughty kitty dammit! I just...forgot..." Ichigo seethes, his tail swishing angrily behind him.
"Sure you did. Just stand there and be all cute and angry and I'll refresh your memory then."
Casting a side glance at Ichigo, Grimmjow can see his teasing is working the other up very well, his cheeks flushed and his brown eyes narrowed.
After giving the Neko a quick demonstration, Grimmjow hands him back the knife and lets him get back on with it. As Grimmjow starts to cook the fish he keeps on eye on what Ichigo is doing, mostly to make sure the inexperienced Neko doesn't accidentally cut off a finger or two.
But surprisingly, Ichigo does quite well for his first time, and Grimmjow gives him a peck on the cheek as he drops the vegetables into a pan to cook.
"Looks like you might be a natural Ichigo, I should have you cook for me more often."
"If you pay me sure," Ichigo smirks, his orange tail swishing contentedly behind him.
"Oh, I'll pay you all right," Grimmjow husks into the Neko's twitching ear.
Rolling his eyes, Ichigo gives Grimmjow a playful shove.
"Pervet!"
"But you like it," Grimmjow grins, leaning in to lick at the twitching ear.
Ichigo blushes fiercely in response, his tail swishing more intensely. With a light chuckle Grimmjow turns back to the cooking food.
"Red suits you Ichi, but we'll leave the fun until after we've eaten, it'll be ready pretty soon."
Grimmjow watches Ichigo out of the corner of his eye as the orange Neko pouts, his tail calming down and his ears drooping slightly.
Mentally high fiving himself, Grimmjow's body begins to heat up as he thinks about all the naughty things he's going to do to his little Neko later.
After the food is cooked and served, the two sit down on the couch, turning on the television to some random soap opera and dig in.
Grimmjow notices that Ichigo is as ravenous as ever, wondering if the guy even tastes the food as he shovels it down his throat.
Grimmjow on the other hand is not as hungry, well, not for food anyway. As soon as Ichigo finishes and licks his lips clean, Grimmjow sets his half eaten food down on the coffee table and pounces, pinning the startled Neko beneath him with his body.
"Jeez Grimm! You haven't even finished your-" Ichigo's words are cut off as hot lips descend on his own, a wet tongue sliding easily past his parted lips.
Moaning into the heated kiss, Ichigo wraps his long legs around Grimmjow's waist as he glides his claws through spiky blue locks.
Wasting no more time, Grimmjow's hands begin to explore, making their way down Ichigo's bare, tanned chest. His long fingers begin to kneed at one of the Neko's already hard nipples, eliciting a sensual purr from the other. The sound turns Grimmjow on even more, and he grinds his hips against Ichigo's, who eagerly reciprocates the action.
"Ah ah, Grimm," Ichigo groans as he breaks the kiss for air, Grimmjow choosing to nip and lick at the skin of the sensitive Neko's neck instead, their hips still grinding against each other.
The friction it gives is intoxicating to Grimmjow, but it's not enough, he wants, no he needs, more.
Giving Ichigo's neck one final lick, he quickly moves off of him altogether. Ichigo gives him a confused look, until he's scooped up bridal style.
"Hey hey, put me down you moron!" Ichigo screeches, put doesn't make much of an attempt to get free.
"Now now, don't misbehave kitty or I just might have to tie you up," Grimmjow smirks, staring down at the flustered Neko. He sees Ichigo gulp, averting his brown eyes sheepishly to the floor.
Dropping Ichigo down onto the king size bed, Grimmjow quickly climbs on top of him, leaving a trail of open mouthed kisses down his chest, stopping at the top of his sweatpants.
He begins to tug them off of the other, Ichigo lifting up his hips to help. As the Neko's erection springs free, Grimmjow grasps it, watching with delight as Ichigo's breath hitches and his hips jerk.
"You sure are sensitive, aren't you?" Grimmjow hums, leaning down to swipe his tongue across the head. Pre cum is already dripping out, Grimmjow tasting it on his tongue.
"Ah-ah, do you really have to comment?" Ichigo murmurs, throwing one of his arms over his face.
Grimmjow frowns, gripping onto Ichigo's arm and tugging it away.
"What are you hiding your face for?"
"Because...because it's embarrassing okay!" Ichigo hisses, trying to get his arm out of Grimmjow's hold.
Shaking his head, Grimmjow spits on his other hand, using it to slowly pump Ichigo's shaft. A whine spills from the others parted lips, thoughts of getting his arm free soon forgotten.
"Well we can't have that, your cum face is so damn sexy it would be a real shame to hide it away," Grimmjow husks, licking his lips as he stares down at Ichigo. After a few moments he lets go of the Neko's arm, which grasps at the bed sheets instead of trying to hide his face.
"Good boy," Grimmjow praises, getting back to concentrating on pleasuring the other. He removes his hand from Ichigo's cock, only to replace it with his mouth, and he swallows Ichigo down in one go.
"Ah ah, shit shit!" Ichigo pants, his hips jerking so forcefully Grimmjow has to hold them down to stop himself choking on the cock currently in his mouth. As he works his lips up and down the hot, wet shaft, claws run through his hair, tugging on the verge of painful, but Grimmjow doesn't really mind. On the contrary, he enjoys the slight sting it brings, and knowing that he's doing this to Ichigo excites him further.
Pausing for a few seconds, Grimmjow uses some of his saliva and Ichigo's pre cum to coat his fingers, nudging two of them at Ichigo's entrance. He immediately feels the Neko tense, so to divert his attention, Grimmjow resumes sucking his cock.
Sinking the fingers inside of Ichigo, just as he expected, the Neko is already slick, something that he still doesn't fully understand, but at this point he doesn't really care. He scissors his fingers, preparing Ichigo as carefully as he can.
"No...ah ah, fuck Grimm, stop or I'm gonna-" Ichigo gasps, his claws digging into Grimmjow's scalp in warning. Grimmjow ignores him, swirling his tongue as his fingers continue to work.
"F-FUCK!" Ichigo shouts, and as Grimmjow feels the Neko's thighs tighten around his head, hot cum spurts into the back of his throat. He removes his mouth with a loud wet pop, making a show of swallowing and then slowly licking his lips as he stares down at the other.
Staring up at him in a daze with half lidded eyes, Ichigo's body jerks as Grimmjow removes his fingers in a swift motion.
Grimmjow gives Ichigo a few moments to catch his breath, before capturing the Neko's plump lips with his own in a rough, wet kiss. Ichigo's arms weakly grasp at his biceps as he returns the kiss with a renewed fever.
Pulling away again, Grimmjow smirks devilishly as he sees Ichigo's cock already hard again.
"Well that was quick. Do I excite my kitty that much?" Grimmjow teases, running a hand through Ichigo's damp orange hair. Ichigo scoffs, but leans into the touch.
"I'll take that as a yes."
Grimmjow manoeuvres himself off of the bed to quickly rid himself of his own pants and retrieve a condom, before settling in between Ichigo's thighs, spreading them open more with his hands. He keeps his blue eyes locked on brown ones as he lifts one of the smooth, toned legs, skimming his teeth across the flesh of the inner thigh.
A low moan tumbles from Ichigo's lips, and Grimmjow's cock throbs at the erotic sound. Done with any more foreplay now, he quickly slips on the condom and places Ichigo's leg onto his shoulder, positioning his length at Ichigo's slick entrance. As he slowly pushes inside of the tight heat he groans loudly, his eyelids slipping closed.
Once he's fully sheathed he waits a few moments, allowing Ichigo to get used to the intrusion, before starting a slow, but deep rhythm.
Ichigo closes his eyes, his claws digging into the sheets below and harsh pants falling from his parted lips as Grimmjow's cock plunges in and out of him.
"Fuck, Ichigo, you're so damn wet and tight, it's driving me crazy," Grimmjow groans out, sweat forming on his brow as he continues his deep thrusts. Ichigo's body rocks from the force of them, loud and needy mewls coming from the orange Neko.
"Such a good kitty, taking my cock so easily."
Ichigo's eyes flutter open, shooting Grimmjow a glare.
"S-shut up already-NGH AH!" Ichigo whines, his angry words cut off by a well aimed thrust.
Having found that spot again, Grimmjow angles his thrusts to repeatedly hit it, and he's rewarded with a succession of desperate moans and mewls from the body beneath him. Heat is pooling in his own groin and threatening to burst, warning him that he's going to reach his limit soon, but before then he intends to make his Neko cum again.
Letting Ichigo's leg drop from his shoulder, he moves to press his chest flush against the younger males, quickening his thrusts as he does so. The slap of skin against skin fills his ears, spurring him on even more, and he buries his face in the side of Ichigo's neck, inhaling the sweet smell of Ichigo's skin.
"G-Grimm, I, I, I'm gonna-" Ichigo blurts out, Grimmjow feeling his thighs tremble and press against his hips.
"That's right Ichi come for me, come on my cock," Grimmjow groans against his neck.
Ichigo obediently does just that, crying out Grimmjow's name, and Grimmjow feels something hot and wet splash against his stomach. As Ichigo's inner walls constrict around him it pushes him over the edge, and with one final deep thrust he cums, growling as he holds his body against the trembling Neko's.
Taking a few shaky breathes, Grimmjow turns his head to plant kisses along Ichigo's neck and jaw, before pulling out and discarding the condom in the trash, and flopping down onto the bed. Ichigo quickly snuggles up against him, putting an arm around him and purring contentedly.
Grimmjow grins, ruffling Ichigo's sweat slicked hair and wrapping an arm around his little Neko.
While Ichigo quickly drifts off to a well earned sleep, Grimmjow tugs the blanket over them both, and kisses Ichigo's forehead.
As he tries to drift off to sleep himself, his thoughts are filled with the happy Neko sleeping in his arms, and for once in his life, he feels completely peaceful and content.
It's been a while since I updated this, so I apologise for that! But I finally managed to get another chapter written, and filled with lovely smut xD
There will be more in the next chapter, seeing as Ichigo's heat is about to hit, and I'll have to start getting back to the actual plot too!
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the latest chapter and thanks for reading :)