From Enemies to Lovers
Chapter 3
WARNINGS: EXPLICIT MAN ON MAN ACTION AHEAD!
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach or its sexy men.
*Hey all! Glad you're still interested. :] I love how this fic is going so far! And thank you so very much to my 3 reviewers (so far)! You make me smile with your kind words. *
Ichigo looked at Grimmjow and was blushing bright red. "I do want you."
Grimmjow grinned wickedly at the younger boy in his bed. "Oh yeah?" Grimmjow loved to play around with people; it was always a game to him – even when it came to the bedroom. "Beg for it."
Ichigo was taken aback by the man's command. Did he really just say that? Wasn't he just on top of Ichigo nipping him and caressing his cock and turning him into a pile of mush? "W-what?" was Ichigo's only response.
"You heard me," Grimmjow replied with that scary but yet sexy grin still plastered on his face. "If you want me, prove it."
As previously discussed, Ichigo was a virgin. He'd maybe had a few kisses from girls, but they meant nothing. Now he was in a bed with a man who he was about to have sex with. He did not know how these things worked, foreplay or the actual playing part. How was he to prove that he wanted someone to fuck him? Wasn't his raging boner enough for Grimmjow?
Ichigo gulped. He leaned in and planted a kiss on Grimmjow's lips. Of course Grimmjow responded ferociously by pressing his lips hard against Ichigo's and then biting his bottom lip. He pushed the boy back down to the bed and got on top of him. His knees were at Ichigo's hips, his weight was pinning the teen to the bed. Grimmjow reached up and took both of Ichigo's wrists and pinned him down. He began to move his hips, grinding his erection against Ichigo's stomach beneath him. The boy writhed underneath him, and a soft moan escaped his throat.
"You like that, don't you," Grimmjow said pulling away from the kiss. He ground himself harder against Ichigo, making him squirm even more.
"Y-yes," Ichigo breathed. "M-more!"
Grimmjow chuckled softly. "Oh, you want more of me?" He leaned down again and licked Ichigo's neck before sinking his teeth into it. Ichigo yelped in both pain and pleasure. He stopped moving his hips and looked at Ichigo. When Ichigo's eyes fluttered opened they held so much need in their dark orbs.
After a moment of silence which consisted of the two men staring into each other's eyes, almost as if battling silently, Ichigo surrendered. "Please, Grimmjow." He lowered his voice to just above a whisper. "I want you."
Those five words were enough to send Grimmjow into a fit. Grimmjow flew off of Ichigo in a flash and then was standing next to the bed. He yanked off his boxer shorts and then began to work on unbuttoning Ichigo's pants. There was no more playing nice, this was happening. Now.
Ichigo gasped as he laid his eyes on Grimmjow's member. It was only a few feet away, and he was mesmerized by its twitching as Grimmjow stripped him. He just lay there, helpless and yearning for the blue-haired man to take him. Grimmjow was large, just like Ichigo had first imagined. He'd guess that Grimmjow was around eight inches, maybe a little longer. And he noticed his girth was large too. Ichigo gulped, he knew that the cock in front of him would hurt, at least at first.
Grimmjow smiled when he had the brown-eyed beauty naked before him, lying on the bed awaiting Grimmjow's touch. He took Ichigo's member in his hand and stoked it gently. Ichigo was no small man either; he was smaller than Grimmjow by about an inch. Grimmjow was on his knees now, on the bed, and between Ichigo's legs. He pushed them farther apart so that he could get up closer to Ichigo's member. He quickly stuck out his tongue and licked Ichigo's tip. A shiver ran through Ichigo, making him jolt. Grimmjow took Ichigo's head into his mouth and sucked lightly while tracing circles around it with his hot, wet tongue. Ichigo hissed in delight. If Grimmjow kept this up, Ichigo wouldn't make it to sex; he'd cum right here in Grimmjow's mouth.
As If he could read Ichigo's mind, Grimmjow smiled around Ichigo's cock. He took most of him into his mouth in one swift movement. Ichigo moaned loudly, throwing his head back, his eyes clenched tightly in bliss. "F-fuck," Ichigo groaned.
"Mmm," Grimmjow moaned with Ichigo still in his mouth. He sucked hard, making Ichigo go into a fit of gasping - all from pleasure, of course. He pulled Ichigo out of his mouth and then quickly swallowed all the saliva in his mouth. He then focused on something else. Grimmjow's finger gently traced from Ichigo's cock down between his balls and yet farther still until he reached Ichigo's entrance. He lazily traced along the hole, drawing another gasp from Ichigo. Suddenly Grimmjow's mouth was there, licking across the entrance. He tongued at the hole gently at first, but then his movement grew fast and harsh, almost like he was stabbing his way into Ichigo.
Ichigo moaned loudly, throwing his head to the side. "Gr-Grimm," he couldn't finish the other man's name. He panted against the soft pillow. "D-do it, do me!"
Grimmjow smiled, and pulled away from the other man's ass. He got off the bed, once again, this time to reach into the draw of the nightstand next to the bed. He dug around in the contents of the drawer, obviously looking for something in particular. Ichigo turned over, curious as to what the holdup was.
"What are you looking for?"
Grimmjow scoffed. "Lube, dumbass." He suddenly found what he was looked for. "HA!" he exclaimed, pulling his prize from the drawer. He threw the small bottle on the bed next to Ichigo so he could have a look.
Ichigo took the bottle and read the label. "Strawberry flavored water-based lubricant". He frowned at Grimmjow, slightly confused. "You searched for this?"
Laughing Grimmjow nodded. "Duh, you're name, stupid. Strawberry-flavored is perfect for when I deflower my Strawberry." He snatched the bottle from Ichigo's fingers and popped the lid open.
While Grimmjow was busy spreading the sweet-smelling lubricant over himself, Ichigo thought about what Grimmjow said… he'd called him HIS Strawberry. His. Was it merely a mistake? Or did he just say it because they were going to make love? Or did he really want to make Ichigo his one and only?
Before Ichigo could debate any longer, Grimmjow slid a lubricated finger into his opening. Ichigo gasped. "Ha ta ta, cold!" he exclaimed.
"Shh," Grimmjow whispered. "Relax, you're tensing up. You need to focus on loosing up, or else this is going to hurt way more than it has to." He twisted his wrist, making his finger spin around inside of Ichigo, trying to stretch him. He slipped another finger in slowly, this time Ichigo flinched and he tightened up quickly around the fingers. "HEY!" Grimmjow slapped Ichigo's thigh with his other hand. "Seriously, focus. I promise if you do that, it will feel good. Eventually."
Ichigo nodded, and then closed his eyes. He tried to stop flexing his muscles and breathed out slowly as the fingers were scissoring inside him. A third finger slipped in, Ichigo didn't tense up this time, and Grimmjow rewarded him with a kiss. "There, you go," he whispered.
When the fingers came out Grimmjow looked at him sternly. He grabbed two pillows from next to Ichigo's head and then swiftly lifted him up placing the pillows underneath the small of Ichigo's back before letting Ichigo lay back down. Then Grimmjow positioned himself against Ichigo's virgin entrance. "Are you ready?"
Before he let himself think about it, afraid of chickening out, Ichigo nodded. "Y-yeah." He closed his eyes tight and then felt Grimmjow's head against him. Slowly Grimmjow forced himself inside of Ichigo's warm cavity. Ichigo yelped under him with a cry of pain. Once he was fully inside he stopped moving and looked at Ichigo, pain was all over his face, and he felt bad.
Grimmjow kissed Ichigo's lips softly. "Are you okay? I can stop."
"N-no," Ichigo's voice quivered. "Don't s-stop."
Grimmjow bit his bottom lip and nodded. He slowly moved his hips, pulling out of Ichigo. Before he was fully out he began to slowly push back in. This time the moan that escaped Ichigo's lips was out of pleasure. Grimmjow sighed with relief, and then began to let himself enjoy this moment.
The speed of Grimmjow's rhythm picked up. He groaned loudly. "Ichigo," he said in a husky voice. "You're so f-fucking tight." He moaned again and threw back his head.
"F-faster," Ichigo panted. He wanted more. Now that he wasn't in pain any longer he wanted, no needed, more. A lot more.
Grimmjow did as commanded; he pumped himself in and out faster and harder. He was slamming himself into his lover underneath of him. He didn't hold back anymore, giving Ichigo what he really wanted. He wanted to make the boy scream and cry in bliss. He wanted to give Ichigo the best orgasm of his life.
"Ahh," Ichigo's voice was higher in tone when he moaned this time. That was a good sign, a sign that he was getting close to finishing. Grimmjow pumped harder and harder. He, too, was nearing climax. He took Ichigo's rock hard cock in his rough palm and began to quickly stroke him. This was so much to take in for Ichigo, so much pleasure. He arched his back and cried out, "I'm c-c-coming!" He took a deep breath and cried out, "Grimmjow!" The orange-haired man's semen shot out of him in bursts of hot white streams, falling on to his stomach.
Another two or three thrusts and then Grimmjow couldn't contain himself any longer; he groaned deeply and then called out in a wordless scream of ecstasy. He unloaded himself as deep inside of Ichigo as he could get, burring his trembling member inside of his warmth. He shuddered again and then pulled out slowly. He collapsed on the bed beside Ichigo and panted.
Ichigo rolled over to look at Grimmjow. The blue-eyed man looked so sexy when he was covered in sweat and breathing so fiercely. He watched the man's chest rise and fall until it slowed to normal breathing. Ichigo was in awe at the idea of what just happened. He did not feel ashamed. He did not feel embarrassed. He was … satisfied. It was like a bad itch that was just scratched. It felt so good, and so right.
"Holy shit," Grimmjow sighed. His eyes had been closed throughout all of Ichigo's staring, and they still were.
"Yeah," Ichigo agreed. "Holy shit." He, too, closed his eyes. And before another five minutes passed, both men were fast asleep.
*Well? Well? It wasn't my best sex-scene… but I feel it did justice. I'm so proud of Grimmy for being sweet and gentle with Ichi at first… though my whole image of Grimmjow in this fic is WAY pushover/soft. But, hell. I like it. :] More coming soon. I decided to make it more than a one-shot. We'll see – hopefully I can keep it up.
If you have any ideas for me, maybe something you'd like to happen? (Related to these two characters mostly please… haha) Please either comment, email or message me! Thank you so much!
~Nessie