Chapter Twenty Nine

Grimmjow seared the steaks while Ichigo made small salads for them. It was such a domestic thing to do, preparing a meal together, but neither one of them cared enough to let it darken their moods any. It seemed so easy to fall into that role when they were alone. It wasn't weird or awkward in any way. They sat at the table and ate their food, Ichigo far more hungry than he thought he was and Grimmjow enjoying the steak far more than he thought he would. It was like eating Heaven. Once they were finished they rinsed their plates and retired to the couch, Grimmjow putting an arm around Ichigo and Ichigo in turn cuddling as close as he could without actually sitting on him. He wanted so badly to kiss Grimmjow but he didn't want to force him or rush him. He seemed to be quite content to just be with Ichigo at that moment and he couldn't help but feel giddy about that.

"Do ya wanna watch a movie?" Grimmjow asked, his fingers brushing through Ichigo's hair.

Ichigo shrugged. "I don't care. Whatever you wanna do."

Grimmjow grinned, turning and lifting Ichigo's chin with a single finger. "Sounds like a good idea." He whispered in a husky voice and pressed his lips gently to Ichigo's.

Ichigo sighed and opened his mouth, his tongue peeking out and meeting Grimmjow's before it had even breached his lips. It was just as good as he thought it would be and he soon found himself wanting more. Much, much more. The hand in Ichigo's hair slid down to the back of his neck and pulled him even closer, deepening the kiss as his other hand gripped his hip. Ichigo reached up to tangle his own fingers at the back of Grimmjow's head and grabbed tighter when Grimmjow groaned into his mouth. He pulled back panting for breath and looked up into his eyes.

"Can we go to the bedroom please?" Ichigo asked, his cheeks flushed, his eyes heavy lidded and his pants uncomfortably tight. Sure he had cum in the last couple weeks, but it had all been his doing. He hadn't wanted Grimmjow to do anything but feel his mouth and hands. It was rather selfish of him to deny Grimmjow that, he had grumbled about it more than once, but he had always made him forget about it in the end. It was a good thing both of them were selfish. The one thing he had wanted to keep hidden from Grimmjow had remained that way and he was too absorbed in the man in front of him now to care that that tiny hidden part of him was about to be exposed.

Grimmjow grinned and nodded. "Yeah."

He stood and reached out for Ichigo, pulling up off the couch and into his arms, kissing him deeply as his arms wrapped around Ichigo's waist. Ichigo circled his arms around Grimmjow's neck and returned the kiss eagerly; almost desperately. It felt like forever for them to make it to the bedroom, Ichigo pulling Grimmjow's shirt over his head, careful not to fully extend his right arm. The doctor had been very clear about not pushing the proper healing of his wounds and warned them against lifting heavy objects and over exerting himself. Grimmjow wasted no time at all in pulling Ichigo's shirt off and pushing him to the bed, kneeling between his legs as he resumed kissing him. Ichigo thought he was going to hyperventilate he was so excited, his breath already coming in gasps as Grimmjow's mouth slowly ravaged his neck.

"Ah, shit… sorry… could… could you slow down a bit."

Grimmjow pulled back and cocked an eyebrow at him. "What do ya mean, 'slow down'?"

Ichigo blushed over his aroused flush. "I'm all dizzy." He muttered, slightly ashamed of himself for having to admit that.

Grimmjow grinned, taking it as a compliment, and nibbled on Ichigo's swollen lips. "So I make ya dizzy do I?"

Ichigo shook his head. "Shut up."

Grimmjow chuckled. "So if I keep doin' things like this ya might just pass out on me?"

Ichigo groaned and covered his face, regretting he had said anything. Grimmjow bit his wrist before placing a kiss on it. As Ichigo dropped his hands he looked up into his eyes and gave him a sheepish grin. Grimmjow bit his lip before kissing Ichigo again, grinding their cocks together and moaning at the contact. Yes. But that was only a small taste of what he wanted. Such a small taste. He reached for the front of Ichigo's pants and popped the button open, pulling the zipper and gripping the waist of his jeans, pulling down as best he could with one hand. Ichigo lifted his hips and pushed from the other side, in no time his jeans thudding to the floor dully.

He flipped Grimmjow over, straddling his hips as he licked his collar bone. Grimmjow's fingers dove into Ichigo's hair, sliding over the back of his head and out across his shoulders. His skin was so soft and burning hot. He sucked in a breath when his tongue found his nipple, flicking it lightly before sucking it into his mouth. Ichigo continued down, tugging at the loose fit jeans Grimmjow was wearing until they were around his knees. When his lips reached his belly his tongue shot out to delve inside his bellybutton and giggled a bit when Grimmjow tensed from the sensation. He had discovered at the hospital that Grimmjow was ticklish in two spots. His bellybutton and his inner thigh, but only the left side. It was an odd thing to find out in the hospital but he didn't mind.

He pulled back a bit to look at the scars on his side, still a bit pink but thankfully fully closed now. He kissed the corner of one, something he had been wanting to do for a while, and sighed. Without thinking he licked at the lower of the two, the entire length, going back over it with feather light kisses. Grimmjow was shuddering. He wanted to push Ichigo away and hold him there at the same time. Ichigo repeated the treatment to the second scar before moving down to lap at his hip bone as he pulled the boxers out of his way. Freed, Grimmjow sighed and sat up on his elbows to watch Ichigo work.

Ichigo couldn't seem to get enough of Grimmjow's cock. He knew that if he could never have sex again if he could at least suck Grimmjow's cock he would be fine. He licked from base to tip with the flat of his tongue making sure the tip of it dipped into the small slit at the end. He lapped again at the sides, almost encircling the head each time he rose but never completing the action. When he finally did wrap his lips around it and curled his tongue before moving slowly down the shaft, Grimmjow let out his breath in a deep moan. Ichigo took him to the hilt, swallowing around him twice before pulling back almost all the way only to descend again to repeat. Grimmjow loved it, reveling in the sensation, but more than anything right now he wanted to taste Ichigo. He pulled him up and to his lips, rolling them to the side before settling above him. He looked down at Ichigo and grinned before nipping the side of his pectoral muscle. Ichigo's body jerked a little and then shivered as Grimmjow's hand reached into the front of his jockeys and palmed him. He gasped as those strong, hot fingers wrapped around him and stroked upwards.

"Ah, fuck." He hissed.

Grimmjow kissed and nipped his way down Ichigo's left side until he reached the hip, both hands pulling the fabric away and down his legs. He pulled back a bit so that he could take a good look at Ichigo's cock and that's when he saw it; the small backwards six sitting crookedly over Ichigo's right hip. He sat up and stared down at it, his eyes wide with confused and conflicting thoughts. Ichigo blinked up at him before realizing what he was looking at. He blushed and bit his lip, hanging his head a little in fearful anticipation of his reaction.

"The fuck is that?" Grimmjow asked, his voice gravelly but no hint of anger could be heard.

"A tattoo." Ichigo mumbled over his bitten lip.

Grimmjow scowled and looked up at him. "I know that stupid. Why do you have one?"

This was the part that Ichigo had been dreading; explaining the reason for getting the tattoo would mean practically a confession his love for him and he didn't know if he was ready for that quite yet.

"I…." His tongue suddenly no longer worked and he shut his mouth.

Grimmjow grabbed his chin and forced him to look up at him, still no hint of anger but the distinct aura of wonder surrounding him.

"Why?"

Ichigo's lips trembled and he barely spoke when he did finally answer. "I did it to remember you."

Grimmjow's eyes widened. "Why?" He asked again, dumbfounded by that answer.

It was that look in his eyes, the wonder, the confusion, the pride and curiosity and something else he couldn't quite place, that made something inside Ichigo snap and the words flowed from his lips as if he had said them a million times.

"Because I love you."

Grimmjow's eyes grew even larger, his mouth now slightly open as he blinked numbly at him. So many things wanted to come out, but all he managed to do was reach for Ichigo, pull him close and kiss him, his tongue dominating Ichigo's and devouring him. He ripped the rest of Ichigo's jockeys off on lowered him to the bed, retracing his earlier trail down his side but switching to the right. When he reached his hips he pulled back a bit to see it better, licking his lips before pressing them gently to the darkened skin. He traced it with his tongue, Ichigo shivering above him at the sensation.

He couldn't believe it. Couldn't get his mind around the enormity of what had just occurred. Ichigo had marked himself, permanently tattooing a mark that was exactly like the one on his back. Not only that but the significance of the positioning, the mirror image splayed across a thin hipbone, proved without a doubt that Ichigo belonged to him. He was his now, utterly. The spoken words of the love that were clear to see in the mark on his hip only made it all the sweeter. Ichigo was his.

He sank his teeth into the bone, scraping them along the sensitive skin before reaching the proud firm cock standing at attention. Without waiting for Ichigo to prepare himself, he engulfed the entire thing in his mouth and sucked hard. Ichigo gasped and bucked his hips, nearly cumming on the spot. After a few minutes of the rough attention Ichigo was shaking his head and trying to stop him.

"No… I'm… I'm cumming."

Grimmjow pulled away and grinned. "So cum."

With that said, he once again took Ichigo in and swallowed him, his tongue working against the underside of his cock. Ichigo shuddered and tried to hold back as long as he could but it was no use. He threw his head back and gripped the bed sheets tight as he came, Grimmjow pulling back to catch it on his tongue. Ichigo was ready for him this time, eagerly meeting his lips and sucking the cum from every centimeter of his tongue.

"I wanted to cum together." Ichigo whispered as he pulled away to catch his breath.

Grimmjow grinned again. "We aren't nearly done yet, Ichigo."

Ichigo shuddered as Grimmjow rolled him over and grabbed him by the hips, lifting him too his knees. He leaned forward and placed a kiss on the rounded part of his ass, reaching up and placing a hand on either cheek, spreading them apart and exposing the untouched skin to the air. He had never done this before, never wanted to nor felt compelled to until that moment, and he closed his eyes dipping his head and flicking his tongue over Ichigo's entrance.

"Ah! Wh-what are you doing?"

"I think it's called tossin' yer salad." Grimmjow replied with a smirk.

"It feels… weird." Ichigo admitted shyly.

Grimmjow grinned and did it again, this time letting the tip of his tongue slip inside. Ichigo bit his lip and closed his eyes. It still felt weird but it didn't seem to be a bad kind of weird. As Grimmjow continued to work his tongue in and out, fucking Ichigo's ass with it, Ichigo relaxed completely, wishing something else would replace it soon. He didn't have to wait long before Grimmjow reached for a bottle of lube and coated his fingers, slipping one slowly inside Ichigo and holding it there while he adjusted.

"You haven't even been doin' it yerself?" Grimmjow marveled at how tight Ichigo was.

He blushed. "At first I just wasn't ready and then… oh fuck… then I wanted to wait for you."

"Shit." Grimmjow groaned, sliding in another finger and working them in and out.

The second finger was followed quickly by a third, Ichigo gritting his teeth a little as he felt himself stretch. It felt so good but he wanted more. He reached down and put his hand on Grimmjow's wrist stopping him and pulling back on his arm. Grimmjow took the signal and pulled away, rubbing the lube from his hand on his cock before getting into position between his legs. He placed his cock at the entrance and looked down into Ichigo's eyes. Deep chocolate brown eyes stared up at him, full of lust and love and God knew what else. Grimmjow sucked in a breath as he pushed inside and watched Ichigo's eyes roll into the back of his head.

"Oh fuck!" Ichigo cried out, his head pressed back into the mattress and his hands reached up to claw at the backs of Grimmjow's arms.

Grimmjow settled himself in as deep as he could go before immediately pulling back and snapping his hips forward again. Ichigo wrapped his legs around Grimmjow's hips and titled his own hips up, ready and willing to take all Grimmjow could give him. Grimmjow kept the pace brutal, pounding into Ichigo with every ounce of energy he had. Ichigo felt his cock grow harder with each thrust and soon found himself fully erect once again. Each time his hips bounced against Grimmjow's he stopped breathing, his head growing light quickly. He sat up and pulled Grimmjow close, locking lips and kissing him deeply if only to stop the movement for a moment.

Grimmjow pressed his forehead against Ichigo's and tried to catch his breath, his thrusts shallow at best.

"I feel like I'm gonna cum again." Ichigo mumbled as he let his cheek rub against Grimmjow's.

"Not yet. Just a bit more." Grimmjow pleaded, pulling back and kissing him indolently.

Ichigo shook his head. "Can't. Feels too good."

Grimmjow groaned and pushed deeper inside, holding himself there for as long as he could before moving again, pulling back slowly before pressing in again. Ichigo let his head fall back and a low moan to escape his throat as he met Grimmjow's slow thrusts with his own. Grimmjow pulled Ichigo into his lap and Ichigo wrapped his legs around him, his arms curving around his neck and they tried to keep pace.

"Say it again." Grimmjow moaned as Ichigo rose and fell on his lap.

"Wha'?"

"Again. Say it again."

Ichigo looked at him, his eyes and head clouded with passion and incomprehension. Grimmjow growled and bit his lip, pulling on it harshly.

"Tell me why you got the tattoo."

Ichigo whined softly and closed his eyes, arching his back and swiveling his hips a bit before opening them again and looking directly into Grimmjow's.

"Because I love you." He whispered and Grimmjow pulled him close, one hand on his ass, the other pressing in the middle of his back. Ichigo's hand dove into Grimmjow's hair and the other braced against it for leverage, his forehead dropping to his shoulder and he continued to ride Grimmjow, taking him as hard and as fast as he could.

Grimmjow sank his teeth into Ichigo's shoulder and stiffened as Ichigo tightened around him, a slight pulse in his cock signaling his impending release. Grimmjow pulled back and grabbed Ichigo's head, forcing him to look at him once more.

"Again."

Ichigo's lidded gaze never wavered. "I love you."

Grimmjow leaned forward, pressed his lips to Ichigo's and whispered, "Again."

Ichigo breathed in Grimmjow's air and let it out with the words, "I love you."

His cock pulsed one more time as Grimmjow struck his prostate and he came, ankles crossing, body pressing, arms caressing, his head sinking back to Grimmjow's shoulder. Grimmjow returned his arms to their previous positions and held Ichigo close, his own body responding almost violently as he came deep inside him. Ichigo was trembling as he clung to Grimmjow, not wanting for the world to leave him in any way. Grimmjow stroked his back gently and kissed his shoulder and neck lightly.

As Ichigo's body calmed he sighed and hugged Grimmjow tighter, burying his face in his neck and taking a deep breath.

"I missed you so much." Ichigo whispered, Grimmjow barely hearing it. "I just couldn't stay with you after I realized that I loved you. I… I didn't want to be your whore anymore." He didn't know why he was saying this but he couldn't stop himself now.

"Baka." Grimmjow kissed the side of his head. "I never thought of you as a whore. Not even in the beginning." He pulled back and grinned when Ichigo looked up. "Kinda slutty, but not a whore."

Ichigo scowled at him and looked away. "Shut up."

Grimmjow chuckled and kissed his sweetly. "I'm joking, idiot."

They were silent for a moment, both of them letting their hearts settle and their breathing return to normal.

"I never wanted you to leave." Grimmjow broke the silence, surprised that he had spoken at all.

Ichigo pulled back, looking curiously up at him.

"Quit lookin' at me like that." He frowned.

Ichigo looked thoughtful for a moment before speaking.

"Grimmjow, you do want me here with you, right?"

Grimmjow sighed and felt his frown ease. "You aren't goin' anywhere, ever again, ya got that? Yer place is with me now."

Ichigo smiled a wide goofy smile and kissed him soundly before wrapping him in another tight hug.

"Good." He pursed his lips when he realized the cum on their chests had long since gone cold and had left them both sticky. "Uh, could we shower now before we get glued together?" He asked, bringing a loud chuckle from Grimmjow.

"Aw, c'mon. Ya don't wanna be stuck together?" He teased as he pulled away and stood, grabbing Ichigo's hand and pulling his up as well.

"Thanks but no thanks." Ichigo responded dryly.

After a quick lazy shower they dressed, each one wearing a different color silk pajama pants, and returned to the couch, finally flipping on the TV and searching for something good. Ichigo cuddled up beside Grimmjow and rested his head in the crook of his arm, draping one of his own arms across his belly. Grimmjow slung an arm around his shoulders and sighed, content as could be now that he was home, he was with Ichigo and he was loved.

Later that evening as they were getting off the couch and heading to the bedroom for sleep Grimmjow groaned and grabbed his side. Ichigo was immediately concerned and helped him sit again, asking if he was alright.

"I'm fine, just a little sore."

"Do you want anything for it?" Ichigo asked, his brow furrowed deeply.

"Didn't the doctor say somethin' about over exerting myself?" Grimmjow grumbled, irritated that a little sex had him in so much pain.

Ichigo's eyes widened as if he had just realized it. "I knew we should have waited a little longer."

Grimmjow growled and pulled him close, glaring up at him. "No way I would have waited for that." He stood up, doing his best to ignore the pain that was really more of an ache than anything, and pulled Ichigo along with him to the bedroom. He pointed at Ichigo's legs.

"Take those off and get into bed."

Ichigo rolled his eyes but did as he was told. "Bossy."

Grimmjow joined him seconds later and pulled him close, Ichigo fitting perfectly right up beside him. When he was laying down the pain wasn't so bad. He just hoped it didn't still hurt in the morning. He kissed Ichigo's forehead and snuggled deeper in the soft cushion of his bed. He had missed his bed while at the hospital.

Ichigo yawned and closed his eyes, more than ready for sleep. As he was drifting off he muttered into Grimmjow's chest.

"Grimmjow?"

Grimmjow grunted in response, nearly asleep himself.

"I really do love you."

His eyes closed and a grin split his face.

"Yeah, me too, Ichigo. Me too."

A/N Okay I realize this one is rather short, but I wanted to only focus on the happy, sappy couple. :D I won't say andything, I'll just wait for yer thoughts. And now I shall eat myself into a coma because I just realized I haven't eaten all year! *har har, I'm so fuckin' funny* o.O

LOVE!!! HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

~Penny