A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed, it really means so much to me^^. Sorry for the late update, but I did work my ass off for this chapter XD.
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Warning: Sex, Blood and whatever else makes it rated M
In the words of Kon-sama: Onward!
Tearing his blood stained mouth away from the now limp and lifeless man, Grimmjow inhaled sharply for air, slightly panting at the kill frenzy he had just endeavoured. He casually retracted the grip on his prey and let the body fall onto the other two mangled corpses he had drained.
Having regained his breath, he let out a frustrated sigh at the mess he would now have to dispose of. "Fuck…Why do these damn things take so long to rot?".
Not knowing where to start he merely shrugged and turned to leave the corpses remnants in the isolated side alley. Grimmjow walked away, a huge grin starting to spread across his face at the thought of Ichigo getting the blame for his rogue behaviour again. "Payback time Kurosaki…."
Grimmjow and Ichigo were the only two vampires in Karakura that had gone rogue. As far as the Vampire Council were concerned, they were the two delinquents that disturbed the harmonious relationship between humans and vampires several decades ago. Humans did not feel safe living unguarded and vulnerable to vampire attack, thus hunters came to be.
Although Ichigo and Grimmjow were never friends, they both engaged in rampant killing sprees together; usually for competitions sake or just for the thrill of hunting. The Vampire Council came into great difficulty trying to make amends for the damage they did and decided that exile was a worthy punishment.
Ichigo, being the first born to the well respected and noted Isshin Kursoaki, was excused from exile and placed in "vampire rehab" for a year, due to his family's importance.
Grimmjow, on the other hand, was not from a well respected background and is believed to be a hybrid of some sort. He was found as a child in the Rukongai district; alone and thirsty for blood with no earlier memories.
For his roguish behaviour, he was banished from Karakura and the nearby districts for a minimum of three centuries, and because of this he vowed to make Ichigo Kurosaki's life a living hell once he returned. The best part was that nobody knew Grimmjow was back yet.
Hearing a shuffling of footsteps above him, Grimmjow caught a glimpse of a figure move quickly to the other roof overhead before stopping.
Cursing mentally for nearly being spotted, Grimmjow stepped back into the shadows as the figure hopped down several feet away from the freshly dead bodies. The figure came into view, and Grimmjow instantly recognised he was a vampire hunter by the Shihakusho that was customary to them.
Marechiyo Omaeda's expression was filled with horror as he grimaced at the sight in front of him. He knew he had to abandon Soi Fon's request and take care of this mess; it was his duty as vice captain of the Onmitsukido unit in the Hunter society.
"Oh man….this isn't good…What do I do?. Soi Fon taichou is gonna kill me when she sees Kurosaki's mess." Omaeda remembered Soi Fon's wrath at his failure before, usually resulting in him keeled over in pain from her kicks or punches.
Realization suddenly hit him. "Wait. If Kurosaki is with her now then how could he of just killed them….unless…no there's no other rogue around here". Omaeda laughed aloud unconvincingly. Truth told he was terrified of fighting another rogue by himself, but then again he was known for being a coward, unless his captain was around of course.
Feeling a sudden presence behind him, Omaeda whipped around just in time to see Grimmjow grinning at him; his sharp fangs glistening like his teal coloured eyes with excitement.
"I gotta say…You're all cowards, every damn one of you. Whatever. I'll just consume you all. As your kind become my flesh and blood, they will see beyond. I... I am the strongest!", Grimmjow roared, laughing manically as he cocked his head back.
Omaeda feared for his life as he watched Grimmjow. He felt as though he had heard about a manic vampire, although he couldn't remember his name at all.
While Grimmjow was distracted, Omaeda tried to dart out of the side alley but felt a hand roughly yank his Shihakusho back in. He desperately reached for his V filled katana, Gegetsuburi, which was kicked out of his hand toward the entrance of the alley.
Having his back slammed against the hard, cement wall; Omaeda swallowed nervously at Grimmjow's predatory gaze. "W-who are you?", Omaeda stuttered, earning a scoff from Grimmjow.
"As if you'd be so lucky to survive, but if you are, tell Kurosaki that Grimmjow Jeagerjaques is back".
That was the last thing Omaeda heard before everything went black.
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Feeling a tongue gently lap up the red juices from her neck, Orihime moaned subconsciously as the pain turned to pleasure.
"Kurosaki-kun…."
Her moans sent shivers racing through his pulsing veins as he drank her blood. He wanted more. The crimson juices made him feel high, no…..euphoric. His vision became clouded as he swallowed more and more, not wanting to stop.
Her grip loosened slightly in his hair as she felt her body weaken at the blood loss. Instinctively he pulled back, licking over the wound he had inflicted. It was starting to heal with his saliva.
Ichigo looked up at the auburn haired beauty with hazed, brown eyes. He couldn't help but smirk at her state; she was flustered and panting with small beads of sweat forming in her forehead, and her grey eyes looked at him with a mixture of heat and confusion at the sudden loss of contact.
He looked at the bite he had marked her with and a look of pain swept across his face. He opened his mouth to say something but was cut off when she pushed her lips against his. It was chaste at first but then she began to sweep her tongue across his bottom lip, begging for entrance.
Ichigo was shocked at first at her forwardness but reacted by allowing her to gain entrance to his mouth. Her soft, moist tongue gently, but passionately danced with his for dominance as he wrapped his lean arms around her gently curved back. Her thin, long arms found their way to his neck and one hand cupped his cheek to pull him toward her level.
As her tongue managed to win the battle for now, Ichigo growled into her mouth, causing a soft moan to escape from her kiss-swollen lips. He felt the large member between his legs throb for attention as she moaned. She was moaning for him.
The tables were quickly turned as he sharply lifted a milky thigh and hitched it around his waist, the other hand cupping a cheek of her rounded buttocks for balance. Orihime gasped at the sudden contact and lost her reign over his tongue. She gave in, moaning in response to his throbbing member rubbing against her already wet folds. "Kurosaki-kun I…"
Ichigo smirked as he felt her slightly grinding against his member, her heartbeat was accelerating as he broke the kiss.
He pressed his forehead against hers as they both panted, his hazel eyes locked with her grey ones.
"Say my name", he growled, his voice was low yet demanding. It sent shivers through her spine, and heat flooded between her already aching legs.
"Kurosaki-kun", she said calmly, knowing full well what he meant. It took every fibre of her being not to squeal with excitement at what he would do. Oh how she loved this side of him.
His gaze hardened slightly, his eyes flickering in colour again. "No…say my name, my real name", he whispered the last part as his breath fanned her flushed face.
Swallowing thickly, she then licked her bottom lip slowly to tease him further. She watched him look at her mouth with such lust that she thought he would of taken her right then and there, had he not snapped out of it.
His gaze redirected to her large grey eyes which were wide with anticipation. "I see what your doing…it won't work on me", he thought to himself, a knowing look quickly spreading across his face.
He slowly ran his hand up along her soft, creamy thigh and used the other to massage her rounded cheek. A moan elicited from her as his hand ventured near her womanhood, and back down her thigh. He kept repeating the process as her face became more and more red.
Ichigo trailed kisses up and down her collarbone, nibbling at the soft, ivory skin that tasted so sweet. He could smell her dampness furthering at his nearby touch.
"Mm…Kurosaki-kun please", she breathed, her hand trailing down his covered chest. She wasn't sure she could take this teasing for much longer. Her body ached for his touch, and she was sure he knew it. He had won.
"What was that Orihime?", he purred, rubbing his erect member against her again. How he said he name made her toes curl against his calves. That was it, no more of this teasing.
"Please…Ichigo-kun", she whimpered, just as his hand stopped rubbing her inner thigh. She looked up at his proud, lustful grin and felt her face flush at how easily he could get her to be submissive.
He gave her a chaste, gentle kiss before looking at her sheepishly, an embarrassed look spreading across his face. "Orihime are you sure you want me to…uh…you know…for us to do this?. It can get dangerous and I-", he was silenced as a long finger placed itself onto his lips.
"I want to. I trust you Ichigo-kun".
In one swift movement he hitched both her legs around his hips and carried her toward the bedroom, before placing her down gently on the bed.
His lustful gaze drifted over her heaving, generous body before he bent over her and captured her pink lips in a range of feverish, heated kisses.
Slowly, Ichigo's hand found its way up under her blouse and unhooked the lacy material that was hiding her large chest. A gasp escaped her once again swollen lips, as he swiftly ripped off her blouse and bra, giving him more access to her mouth while he cupped a mound.
He groaned into her mouth at the feel of her soft, delicate skin under his callous hand and he continued to massage it. She mewled in response to his touch and felt him smirk against her mouth.
Almost instantly Orihime began to remove his shirt in a frustrated manner, wanting to see the hard muscles she could feel pressing against her. Having almost no success, she looked up at him to see him chuckle in amusement at her failure. "You want to see me naked that badly huh?".
She covered her crimson cheeks with her hands in embarassment as he threw his shirt onto the ground, revealing a well defined, muscular chest and stomach. Her mouth formed a small "o" as she drank in the lines that accentuated each muscle; from his broad shoulders to his toned abs.
She was sure she would of started to drool had he not interrupted her by saying "times up" and capturing her lips once again.
Orihime's long fingers traced along the defining lines of his abs and he almost hissed at the touch in her mouth. His throbbing member was indicating his pleasure at it pressed against her sex again, and she felt the dampness grow between her shapely thighs.
Trailing kisses down her jaw, collarbone and between her breasts, Ichigo rubbed his hand up her inner thigh and slowly began to peel down the stockings that were a part of her work uniform.
While he was doing so, he began to kiss her large mounds and lick the newly erect nipples which elicited loud moans from the auburn haired beauty. Her fingers buried into his orange locks to keep him in place as the pleasure grew.
Ichigo grinned against her heaving chest and continued to gently ravish them as she whimpered at the bare contact. His hand peeled off the other stocking and threw them toward the floor before returning to stroking his hand up her thigh, higher and higher until he reached her sex.
He felt her go rigid beneath him at the sudden stroke of his rough hand against her moist and sticky folds. Her head drove him wild, he could feel his animalistic side taking over again.
He slid her lacy fabric down before stroking her folds again, feeling her writhe beneath his touch. A smirk played on his features before he inserted a long finger into her core, watching her grip the sheets at the foreign feeling she was having. "I…Ichigo-kun!", she moaned, her face very flushed and grey eyes hazy again.
Slowly teasing his finger inside of her, he inserted another to stretch her for him and her back arched in response to his movement. His touch burned a passion inside of her stomach, he ignited a side of her she didn't know existed.
Ichigo could feel his fingers already wet at his touch, and he couldn't wait to taste her, all of her. He snapped out of his thoughts as he saw her fumble with his pants, desperately trying to take them off. "Need a hand Orihime?", he whispered, pressing his thumb lightly against the nerve centre between her legs.
She cried out a moan at the touch just as she managed to undo his pants. He kicked them off, grinning at her for being easily distracted and continued to probe his fingers inside of her.
Completely mortified at her cries, Orihime bit her lip down and quickly pulled down his boxers to reveal his very large and erect member merely centimetres from her sex. "Wow…..Its...really big!. I don't think this will work", she thought to herself as her grey eyes were large with fascination.
It was as though he could read her mind because he laughed in response to her expression and kissed her gently. "Don't worry it'll fit, you would be surprised".
Nodding in response, he chuckled again before continuing to ravish her mouth and stretch her with his fingers. Feeling her delicate hand clasp around his rigid member and gently stroke it, he swore and bit her lip at this. "Fuck Orihime….", he breathed into her mouth.
For fear of him releasing early, he retracted his hand from her wet core and pinned her arms above her head, hearing a yelp from her at the forcefulness. Grinning down at her helpless and squirming state he bent down to kiss her neck and up to ear, gently nibbling at her lobe. "You ready Hime?", he teased, rubbing his member outside of her aching and throbbing core.
Gripping his orange locks once again, she nodded slowly before continuing, "I want you Ichigo-kun".
He smiled at her before parting her legs wider for better entrance. Gently, he placed the tip of it inside of her wet folds, groaning at the tight walls clasping it. Her nails dug into his scalp as he pushed the rest of himself inside of her, feeling nothing but pain at first. Crying out as tears pricked the corner of her eyes, he quickly kissed them away before they fell, and gently continued to move in and out of her.
In a matter of seconds the pain subsided and pleasure was replaced; feeling a knot starting to form inside of her stomach. Small moans erupted at first and they got louder and louder as Ichigo hitched her thigh around his back, his pace picking up with each thrust into her wet core.
He was in complete bliss at the feeling of her soaked, tight walls clamping his now wet member. It felt right being inside of her, hearing her moan his name, and her now being marked his. Looking down at her sweat glistening body as he moved in and out of her, he marvelled at her beauty. She was so beautiful and now she was his. He could die a happy man.
Orihime felt the knot growing larger each time he thrust inside of her, and she knew she was near her peak. His touch was euphoric, exhilarating, intoxicating, and she couldn't get enough. Moaning his name as he grabbed her felt so right, how he touched her, kissed her, and dare she say, fucked her, made her feel like a supernova. Like her body was ready to explode into millions of light particles from just being with him. And the best part for them was; they were marking each other.
Ichigo grabbed her buttocks as he quickened his pace, feeling her nearing her climax. She was almost choking on her moans as he thrust faster, and her senses were completely blurred. Her large grey eyes were staring back at the now chocolate brown ones, a small smile played upon his lips as they watched each other nearing their peak.
Orihime cried out his name one last, loud time before releasing herself onto his member, and he swore her name before spilling himself inside of her.
Collapsing on her panting body, they panted momentarily before he placed a gentle kiss on her nose and then mouth. He rolled onto his back, taking the auburn haired beauty with him onto his chest. Gently stroking her back he smirked at her frazzled look. She was nothing like how he would of thought, she was very forward despite her innocent appearance.
Her grey eyes looked up at him doe-like and sheepish, before she breathed "Want to do that again Ichi-kun?".
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The two women shunpo'd through the corridors and into one of the nearby rooms located in the mansion looking for the young vampire. Instead they ran into the raven haired vampire with her red haired mate who turned to them confused.
"Yoruichi-san? What's wrong?", Rukia asked, confused at seeing the veteran vampire with a grave look on her face.
Yoruichi's gold eyes narrowed before she continued. "Did Ichigo come back yet?".
Rukia's violet eyes widened, a wave of worry washing over her. Renji froze beside her, his eyes darting from Rukia to the human beside Yoruichi who had her head down, her fringe covering her eyes.
"No…Why Yoruichi-san…did something happen to Ichigo?", Rukia spoke again, her voice becoming a bit frantic at the thought of danger for her long time friend. Renji placed a large hand on her petite shoulder in an attempt to calm her worry, although he was worried himself. Nothing intimidated Yoruichi Shihoin.
Yoruichi's gaze turned to Soi Fon who was still looking away. "Not exactly. There was another killing in Karakura not too long ago. 4 bodies were found, one of which was another hunter. I sent Ichigo away from fighting Soi Fon here, and to take that human girl home, but I thought he would be back by now. I need to talk to him".
Rukia and Renji looked confused, "So you think Ichigo killed these people?".
Yoruichi shook her head in disagreement. "No. If you remember he wasn't the only rogue in Karakura. Besides when Ichigo used to kill, he ripped their throats out, he never left a hole in their stomach. That was another's trademark".
Rukia's eyes nearly bulged out of the sockets at the realization. "It can't be….Grimmjow..Grimmjow Jaegerjaques. He's back?".
Renji looked from Yoruichi to Rukia and back again. His brown eyes narrowed and he clenched his fists in anger. "So what does this mean?. Will we find Grimmjow?".
Yoruichi raised an eyebrow in amusement. "No offence Abarai, but I don't think you and Kuchiki could take Grimmjow right now, we don't know how strong he's become. Instead I want you to go find Ichigo and the human girl. I'll take care of telling Kisuke and Isshin.".
Yoruichi and Soi Fon quickly disappeared, leaving Renji and Rukia standing in shock.
Renji placed a comforting arm around his mate and pulled her petite body against his tall, muscular one. "It'll be okay Rukia, we'll defeat Grimmjow."
Renji felt a small fist collide with his jaw and he pulled back confused and angry. "Dammit Rukia what was that for?. I was trying to comfort you!".
Rukia looked up at him shaking her petite fist. "You colossal fool! I'm not worried for me, I'm worried about Ichigo. What if he goes rogue again!".
Renji's tattooed eyebrows furrowed, and he scoffed, trying to reassure Rukia. "Don't be silly. There's only one of him, and lots of us. Ichigo will be fine. C'mon, lets go get him".
Renji started out the door with the small vampire chasing after him. "I hope your right Renji.", she whispered.
Authors Note:
Yay! Another chapter down. I'm really happy with this one.
1)Sorry for not hesitating for Orihime and Ichigo to be together, but I have a whole story planned and it doesn't revolve around 10 chapters as to how they get together! :P
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