Late.
I know, I have absolutely no excuse what so ever. You have permission to kill me, just this once.
But on another note, this will be just a very small addition to kinda give an overview on how thing have ended between Grimmy and Ichi.
Stomp. Stomp. Stomp.
Grimmjow turned away from the deep lust filled eyes and growled in the direction of the double doors only to have it be answered by the sound of breaking glass.
"Shit", Grimmjow grunted while his body still remained hovering over a breathless Strawberry. Somehow frustrated with the turn of events, the angel struggled to push the heavy demon off of his smaller figure in search of his littered clothing.
"Grimmy! We got ta go now!" A silvery voice on the other side of the door roared loud enough to make Ichigo freeze in place. The blue haired demon responded by throwing one of his boots directly at the door somehow wishing it would go through and hit the other straight in the face. "Now's no time to play kitty cat", the voice sang now cautiously opening the door.
The teen lifted his eyes after clothing himself to meet with strange gold and black orbs gazing in his direction. Dark jeans hugged tightly at the man's legs followed by a black and white striped long-sleeved shirt. A second pair of footsteps crowded the hallways, temporarily distracting the angel to see their next intruder be a tall raven haired man who no doubtingly had been following the first judging by the frantic expression.
"Perhaps we should come back later Shiro", the taller intruder said turning his gaze from Grimmjow then back to Ichigo with a lifted brow.
"Look Nnoitra, I don't give a rat's ass who he's trying ta fuck. We have two on our tail an' we need to get the hell out of here!" Shiro stated. He was slightly taller than the angel but instead of tan skin he was pale and had platinum hair in place of the strawberry's orange.
Ichigo could only stare at the scene before him allowing twisted thoughts to begin crushing his head.
What the hell have I done! Exactly! Sure I didn't do it all the way but still, I was agreeing wasn't I? Damn it! What am I saying? By the looks of it that was more than agreeing! I was begging!
Ehhh… I think I'm going to be sick…
Grimmjow looked over at the angel's paralyzed state and stepped slowly to the teen, careful enough not to startle him. He then pulled one of his glowing daggers from his back pocket and gently slit though the edge of Ichigo's right palm allowing for the crimson liquid to drip freely to the floor.
"Grimm ya gotta be kidding me." The pale man began. "Now's not the time to-"
"What…what are you doing?" Ichigo cut off the albino at the sight of his own blood then averted his view back to Grimmjow's serious face. He watched as he saw the man who managed to break him only moments earlier presently grabing hold of his wrist only to pull him closer. The blue haired man slid his tongue over the wound covering any trace of damage he had done.
"Now I know where to find you my strawberry.." Grimmjow said as he turned around and followed the others out the entrance.
After a few steps, he heard a body colliding against the hardwood floor.
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