Chapter.6

They are cuddling on the couch again, it takes three months at the least for Grimmjow to allow himself to touch Ichigo and during these months, there hasn't been a necessity for Grimmjow to drink Ichigo's blood and they are both thankful for that, although Ichigo would readily offer some if Grimmjow ever required it.

Bored of the program being broadcasted on the TV, Ichigo turns his head and traces his nose along Grimmjow's jawline, then he lands a peck on Grimmjow's chin, fingers curling around two of Grimmjow's own and he leans back enough that he's almost sitting on Grimmjow's lap.

''Stop that.'' The taller warns, mumbling the words out as if strained.

''Why?'' Ichigo asks and before Grimmjow could reply, turns around and stranddles his boyfriend's lap, resting his hands on his broad shoulders. He leans in for a peck to the mouth which turns into a hot make out session because why not?

Ichigo traces his fingers through Grimmjow's blue locks while both of the taller's hands come to rest on Ichigo's waist. Grimmjow pulls on Ichigo's bottom lip before they separate for air.

Ichigo then moves his hips against Grimmjow's own and the hands holding his hips tighten, but not so much because Grimmjow is still unable to comprehend how much strength is too much strength and his hold is looser than he believes it to be.

''Ichigo, stop,'' Grimmjow grunts and Ichigo moans softly into Grimmjow's ear when the touch gets just right. ''Please, Grimm,'' He pleads, he is ready for this.

''No.'' Grimmjow says stiffly and finally manages to still Ichigo's movements. When the younger pulls back, he sees the hesitation and worry flash clearly in Grimmjow's eyes and he laughs softly.

Grimmjow raises a questioning brow, ''Is something funny to you?''

''No it's just.'' Ichigo leans down to steal a breath taking kiss from Grimmjow's lips and he leans back, mouthing the words against his lover's lips, hands holding his face as if he were something precious, ''I trust you. Won't you trust yourself for me?''

Something in Grimmjow breaks when he is embraced by Ichigo's warm smile and he carries the smaller to his bedroom, placing him gently onto the bed and kisses him senseless.

That night, Grimmjow holds one of Ichigo's hands above his head and intertwines both their fingers as he fucks him until there are nothing but incoherent words mingled with whimpers and moans of Grimmjow's name falling from his lips.

''You are so good to me, baby, so pretty'' Grimmjow whispers into Ichigo's ear as he buries himself deep inside Ichigo, ''Trust me'' he says and then he leans down to Ichigo's neck and slowly sinks his teeth in.

Ichigo chokes for a second and grips the bed sheet tight between his fingers but the pain never comes. Instead, his back arches right off the bed and he is curving into Grimmjow's chest. There is a hot white exploding behind his eyelids and his mouth falls open in a silent scream.

The pleasure is the most unbelieving that Ichigo has ever experienced and he comes hard, all over his and Grimmjow's chest and stomach. He falls into the bed and his hips stutter because Grimmjow is sucking his blood softly and still thrusting into him and it takes exactly two seconds for Grimmjow to come as well, as Ichigo trembles from over stimulation and tears start falling from his eyes.

Grimmjow pulls out completely and stares at Ichigo with half-lidded eyes and red painted lips, ''Too much?'' He asks, cupping the other's cheek gently and Ichigo pulls him down by the neck to give him a kiss. He tastes metal and his nose stings, he doesn't understand how Grimmjow can even begin to find this delicious.

''No.'' He says and Grimmjow falls back, pulling Ichigo to him and cleaning both of them up with tissues.

Later when they are cuddling in bed, Ichigo almost dozing off, he hears the murmur of an 'I love you' along his ear and smiles to himself.

''I love you too.'' He says right as he falls asleep, tightening his fingers in between Grimmjow's own.

The End.

+Epilogue coming in the near future.

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