This chapter is shorter than most, but it's a transition chapter. I didn't want to cram too much into this, but I do hope you guys enjoy it. I thank you for all the reviews, favs and alerts up until now. They keep me going strong.
Chapter 10
Ichigo's body was on fire. He could feel his limbs shaking and quivering. His spine tingled and his lips felt as if he tasted the sweetest yet hottest entrée in the universe. Grimmjow's lips never tasted so good. His body never felt so alive. He imagined it would be far more intense if they had gone farther. He could feel the blunet's hands all over the place, practically trying to cling to him. He felt those hands slip into the back of his slacks and kneed at his flesh. Ichigo gasped against Grimmjow's lips, but refused to pull away. He wanted this. He wanted Grimmjow.
He felt an overwhelming sense of greed for the man. The blunet was everything he could ever ask for. He was the very person who helped him stay on track and become as determined as he once was. He was the very man that could spark something foreign in him. He felt himself grind against Grimmjow and heard the larger man underneath him groan with pleasure. He didn't remember how they manage to get out of the club or even into the car. All Ichigo could remember was throwing himself onto Grimmjow. He remembered that the man didn't protest him when he asked if they could go all the way. Grimmjow had asked him if he was really sure, but the blunet received no answer other then lips pressed against his. It had become a battle of tongues, a war for dominance and Grimmjow was surprised Ichigo wouldn't relinquish to him.
Maybe that was why Grimmjow enjoyed Ichigo so much. The man would fight to the very last straw. He refused to give up on anything. He refused to be seen as someone who could be defeated so easily. So there they were, lying across Ichigo's bed, trying to battle their way to the top. Ichigo didn't seem to mind. He quite enjoyed kissing the bigger man. It always set him ablaze with passion.
Ichigo started to pull away, worried that he would collapse from being breathless. His lips were swollen and wet, but that didn't seem to stop Grimmjow. He felt soft, hot lips on his neck and Ichigo moaned deeply into the pitch-black room. The moon was high, shining through the one window in the boy's room. Ichigo could only feel. He could only smell and hear. He arched his neck to the side, giving Grimmjow more access and he felt hands quickly trying to remove the buttons from his top. He gasped when he heard a ripping sound and chuckled softly when he heard Grimmjow mumble an apology.
At the very moment, he didn't care about his clothes. He wished he was completely naked. He wished he wasn't confined behind those fabrics.
"It's okay," Ichigo breathed. He felt the fabric slip away and hands immediately started to ghost over his skin. Grimmjow's hands were so soft. They were so experienced. He felt long fingers push and press, massaging his chest and the oranget arched into the touches. Ichigo could feel a tongue lapping at his collarbone and working its way down to his pert nipples. He could hear Grimmjow moaning and felt hot breath on his nipple before it was encased in wet heat. Ichigo's hands flew to the man's blue locks and ran his fingers through the soft un-gelled hair. He moaned, burying his face in those locks and ground himself down onto Grimmjow.
"I-Ichi, you're killin' me, here."
"S-sorry, feels so good."
"I'm glad." Ichigo was too. He never thought that such an act would send sparks straight to her nether regions. "I've wanted you so badly." Ichigo lifted his head from Grimmjow's hair and let his lips descend towards the blunet's. He pressed his lips against the man's, feeling his own hands start to make their way to Grimmjow's shirt.
He pulled at the tie, letting it loosen and fall before going for the buttons. He undid one after another, pecking Grimmjow's lips in-between. Finally undoing it completely, he let his hands rake up Grimmjow's chest. He could feel rippling abs and corded muscles, hard to the touch. He had touched the blunet many times, but he never knew his body was so athletic. He was jealous. He had muscles as well, but from the feel of Grimmjow, there wasn't a comparison. The man was strong, fierce and stunning. He let his fingertips ghost over Grimmjow's skin, mapping out every ridge, muscle and dip. His fingers rubbed over hard nipples and he felt the man shudder under him. His hands continued to run up and over the man's shoulders, letting the top fall off and onto the bed. "I want you too, Grimmjow."
He found himself being flipped over and he felt the back of his head softly hit the plush pillow. Ichigo wished he could see what Grimmjow looked like at that very moment. He wished he could see the man's body. He wished he could see the expression on his face. He could feel a scowl starting to appear on his face and he felt a shift on the bed.
"Don't make that face."
"…Sorry." Grimmjow just chuckled and he felt the man slid between his legs. Ichigo was starting to get nervous. He was really about to go that far with Grimmjow and he wasn't sure how he was suppose to react. He gulped and bit down on his lip. He felt hands on his body again and could feel the heat from Grimmjow's larger body above him. Lips descended to his neck and started to suck. He felt them raining kisses down his chest and across both of his nipples, earning a moan from him. The blunet's hands slid down the sides of his waist to his hips and he felt a tongue plunge into his navel. It was quick, but it seemed to get him excited. Grimmjow's mouth continued to lower and Ichigo felt a pull at his slacks.
Buttons undid, Grimmjow started to unzip and slipped the pants off, throwing them over his shoulder. He blew out a breath and reached for Ichigo's boxer briefs. He felt a hand on top of his and looked up. Ichigo's unseeing eyes were gazing in his direction and his face was pulled into an expression of fear and worry. The blunet knew Ichigo would be afraid. He knew the boy would be nervous so he vowed to himself to take it slow. He wanted this experience to be memorable for them both.
"Ichigo…" He watched the boy bite his bottom lip and felt the smaller hand grip his tighter. He could feel it shaking and he wondered if he should just stop. "Tell me to stop and I will." Ichigo shook his head and slowly let go of Grimmjow's hand.
"I-I'm okay, keep going." Grimmjow nodded and gazed back down at the underwear separating himself from all of Ichigo. Now he was getting nervous. He knew he had done things like this countless time, but it felt far more special with the orange haired man. It surprised him how confused he was about things when it came to Ichigo. He chuckled quietly to himself and dropped his head onto Ichigo's groin. "Ahh-" The boy's hands flew over his mouth, trying to cover up what had just come out.
Grimmjow had already heard it and it was the most beautiful sound he had ever heard. It was as if he was working his hands across a piano, playing it, making it produce beautiful music. He smiled to himself, realizing that he shouldn't be worrying. "Let me hear you again." Grimmjow pressed his mouth to the lump that was formed in the smaller male's underwear. He rubbed at it, kneading the hard-on with his mouth. Ichigo's voice sung out again, but he tried to keep it confined behind his hands. "Don't hide it. I want to hear you, Ichigo."
The boy slowly pulled his hands from his mouth and felt his underwear being pulled off. He felt hands on his thighs, spreading him open farther. Ichigo knew he was blushing a deep red, glad it was hidden in the darkness. He heard Grimmjow murmur something but he couldn't hear it with the blood thumping in his ears. He was completely naked, laying out all for Grimmjow to see. His hands flew to his face, trying to hide his embarrassment and he let out a moan when he felt Grimmjow's mouth on him. He had never felt so embarrassed in all his life.
Grimmjow was in his own little world, his hand on the base of Ichigo's cock and his tongue working around the cylinder shaft. He nibbled at the skin, loving the way Ichigo's voice was letting him know just how good it felt. He dragged his tongue up, letting Ichigo's member get wet before he engulfed it into his mouth. He moaned around it, savoring the boy's sweet taste and he started to bob his head slowly, creating a smooth pace. He felt hands start to entangle themselves into his hair and listened to Ichigo's voice cry in ecstasy. The boy sounded so sexy and he didn't know if he could continue. He wanted Ichigo so badly that he could feel himself dripping with desire. "Gr-Grimm…I'm about to…" He started to speed up the pace, sucking harder around the boy. Fingers gripped tighter and Grimmjow fought the urge to gag as Ichigo's hips started to thrust upwards. He hadn't expected it, but he managed to relax his throat for it. He let the oranget continue to thrust, his own cock twitching with excitement. He felt a spurt of cum start to trickle down his throat and he pulled away, letting the rest, slide across his tongue.
After awhile, he started to feel Ichigo soften in his mouth and pulled away. He gazed down at the boy, wiping his mouth with his forearm. Ichigo looked throughly ravished. His chest was rising and falling rapidly, his body stained a soft pink color and his body perspiring. He slid his body up Ichigo's, letting his hands slide up the sides. His lips melded with Ichigo's and the boy sighed against them. Grimmjow started to slip his pants and boxers off, wanting to feel his naked body against Ichigo's. Grinding down, he could feel Ichigo's body reacting quickly. Limp flesh started to rise again and he knew the oranget was ready for the next part. He rose up and reached over to his side of the bed and grabbed a condom and a small bottle of lube. He looked down at his cock, noticing it was rock hard, throbbing and dripping. He sighed and quickly opened the bottle, dripping lube onto his fingers.
"I have to prepare you, Ichigo." Ichigo just nodded, not sure of what to say. "Can you turn over for me?" Ichigo slowly turned over, his face still sporting a nice shade of red. He couldn't believe he was in such a position. He buried his face into the pillow, his chest against the bed and his behind high in the air. He jerked when he felt Grimmjow's hand squeeze one of his cheeks and felt him push it to the side. "It's going to feel a little weird, but let me know if it hurts too much." Ichigo nodded into his pillow and tried to prepare himself.
He felt a finger slide across his hole and gripped the sheets. It pushed, penetrating the small puckered hole and Ichigo gasped at the awkward feeling. It didn't hurt as much as he thought it would. It felt unnatural and that made his body quiver and him push back onto the finger invading him. Grimmjow seemed to get that it wasn't bothering Ichigo and he started to slowly thrust his finger, adding another after a while. He grabbed the lube, opening it and poured some over the crack of Ichigo's ass. He watched as the liquid slid over the hole as he continued to stretch the tight passageway. He pushed deeper, looking for that sweet pleasure gland. He rubbed the pads of his fingers around and smirked when Ichigo involuntarily moaned. His whole body shook and he gripped the sheets tighter.
"Looks like you're ready." He continued to jab at the button inside, savoring the sweet cries slipping from Ichigo. Grabbing the condom with his other hand, he ripped it open with his teeth. He pulled his fingers from Ichigo, earning a whimper and he quickly went to work sliding the condom around his hard-on. "Turn over, Ichi. I wanna see you."
Ichigo quickly turned back over, laying back down and quickly spread his legs. He was ready. He couldn't wait any longer. Those touches had felt indescribable and he was ready to be connected to Grimmjow. The blunet gazed down at the boy as he softly gripped his thighs. He crawled closer and pressed the tip of himself against the puckered hole. He pushed, never taking his eyes off of Ichigo's face. The oranget moaned loudly, tears softly falling from his wide-open eyes.
Grimmjow continued to push, not stopping until he was completely engulfed by Ichigo. He hunched over Ichigo, panting harshly and ground his hips, trying to fight the impulse to move. He slid his hands across the bed, letting them sit to the sides of Ichigo's face.
Ichigo's legs slid up and out, massaging the skin of Grimmjow's legs. "I-I'm ready." The blunet nodded, pulling out and slowly pushing back in. He started and crawling pace, wanting Ichigo to get used to the feeling. His body yearned to pound into Ichigo, but he knew he wouldn't be able to unless the boy asked for it. Ichigo's body felt so good and he groaned at the way he was being squeezed.
"M-more, Grimm. Y-you…can go faster." Grimmjow sighed in relief and grabbed Ichigo's thighs. He pushed them down, opening up the boy for him and started to quicken his pace. He drove deep into Ichigo. "Ahh…yess!" Ichigo could feel himself pushing back against Grimmjow, loving how good it felt to finally have him. He gripped the sheets, turning his head to the side, and feeling himself being filled and emptied. "Ngh…so good."
Grimmjow couldn't agree more. He felt his forehead perspiring and his hips jerking, not wanting to stop as he continued to thrust into that tight heat. Ichigo was so tight and his muscles squeezed and contracted. Grimmjow changed his angle, deepening his thrusts and jabbed straight at the oranget's prostate. "Fuck," Grimmjow groaned. He lowered himself and laid flat against Ichigo, still working his hips. He pressed his lips against Ichigo's and felt arms wrap around his neck.
Ichigo was in a world of bliss. He never thought it would feel like this. He always worried about people taking advantage of him. He always worried about how his life experiences would play in his relationships. He had wondered how his blindness would make people see him, but he never thought he would find someone like Grimmjow. The man was a gift, a relief to all his worries and doubts. He was a man that could keep him straight and focused. Grimmjow was someone he could never let go.
It was funny. He had never thought he would fall in love with anyone. It wasn't something he ever thought about. His mind was always filled with worries about his sister's education. He worried about fitting in with his blindness. He worried about medical bills and money. He worried about life in general, but he never worried about love. He never worried about finding love. But now there was Grimmjow. Now there was love. Now there was hope and happiness and though it made him so mushy and girly, he didn't care. He was happy. He was filled to the brim with devotion and he would dedicate a piece of himself to Grimmjow. He would fight for his relationship with this man.
He felt Grimmjow pull away and he panted softly, feeling the man's forehead against his. He could still feel the man sliding in and out of him and he ran his hands over his chest and arms. He started to chant the bigger man's name, and he felt lips descend onto his neck, sucking away and leaving behind signs of what was happening that night. He could feel himself getting closer and he wondered if Grimmjow was getting there as well.
"Grimm…I'm al-almost- touch me." He felt a hand slide down his chest and abdomen before feeling fingers wrap around his member and stroke. Grimmjow paced his strokes to match his thrusting. He could feel himself getting closer as well and quickened his pace. He felt Ichigo tighten up around him and watched the boy's face as he felt cum shooting out from Ichigo's cock. The boy's back arched and he screamed Grimmjow's name before he laid panting and twitching slightly on the sheets. It was the blunet's turn and he could already feel the coiling in his belly and the tightness in his balls. His toes gripped and curled against the sheets and he grunted Ichigo's name, shooting into the condom separating him from the inside of the boy.
His body shook and collapsed to the side of Ichigo, panting harshly as well. They both lay there, enjoying the aftershocks and trying to catch their breath. Grimmjow finally got his breathing back to normal and started to move. He slowly pulled out of Ichigo and started to roll the condom off. He slipped off of the bed and walked around it, tying the end of the condom and threw it in the wastebasket. He looked over his shoulder, seeing Ichigo gazing out in front of him.
"Where are you going?"
"Wash cloth. I need to clean you up.
"Mmm, don't worry about it, come back to bed." The blunet turned back towards the bed and slipped back onto it. He slid closer to Ichigo and the boy casually sifted even closer. "M' cold." Grimmjow chuckled and pulled the covers over them. He continued to gaze down at Ichigo before running a hand through his slightly damp tangerine locks. The boy's eyes were slowly drifting close and he could feel the sleep pushing on him as well. He wasn't sure if he could sleep though. He would be leaving tomorrow and his mind was going a mile a minute with excitement and apprehension. The realization of what was going on hit him like a large semi truck. He was going to be leaving the place he lived in for his entire life and moving to a whole new place.
He sighed and wrapped his arms around Ichigo, burying his head into the soft orange locks. He was worried about leaving Ichigo. He hoped that he would be okay being so far away from him, but most of all he hoped that he himself would be okay. It would have been easier if he had been alone and was going to America, but now that he had Ichigo…he just didn't have the heart to want to leave. He knew Ichigo would scold him about thinking that way, but how could he not?
Ichigo meant more to him than playing the piano. He chuckled softly into the soft hair. Yeah, he meant way more.
Grimmjow gazed down at the suitcases sitting around Ichigo's living room. The majority of them were packed and ready. He sighed, scrubbing his hands down his face. He was stressing already.
"Bout time your ass is gone." Grimmjow rolled his eyes and looked over his shoulder to see Renji leaning against the wall.
"Yeah, I'm sure you're jumpin' for joy inside." Grimmjow squatted down and started to grab some of his folded shirts and place them into the suitcases. He heard Renji walk over to him and glanced out the corner of his eye, seeing the man squat near him.
"Don't take this the wrong way. I still hate you with every fiber in me, but…" Renji sighed, looking away and Grimmjow could have sworn he could see the man pouting. "You did a good thing for Ichigo…I guess."
"You guess."
"...Yeah. He seems happier than before. He's willing to do a lot more now. He isn't as afraid and I guess…I guess it was because of you." Grimmjow snorted and went back to placing his clothing into his suitcase. "Just, look whatever…"
"Well, I think while I'm gone, he's still going to need a little help. You're the only guy friend he has, so don't be a douche. And don't treat him like a baby." Renji frowned and rose into a standing position, Grimmjow following suit.
"So…you really weren't playing with his emotions. You really do care about him."
"Of course. Did you really think I was fucking around this whole time? If I didn't care I wouldn't have wasted my time." Grimmjow frowned, looking at Renji. "Everyone isn't out to get Ichigo."
"Ye-yeah, I know that. I'm just-"
"A little too over-protective of him? Yeah, I know." Grimmjow gave a lop-sided grin. "Don't worry, I am too. I just know how to hide it better than you."
"Ass."
"Grimmjow!"
"In here, Ichigo!" Grimmjow glanced back over to Renji. "Hey, thanks for getting the stick out of your ass and acting as if you have aged a bit. I appreciate it."
"I'm not doing it for you."
"Good, I'm glad." Grimmjow turned his attention to Ichigo, trying to figure out what the oranget was talking about. Renji gazed at the two, an expressionless look on his face. He didn't know if he should be happy or angry when he looked at those two, but he guessed he could be neutral about it. He was still angry that Ichigo chose the blunet over him, but it was Ichigo's decision, not his and he knew he had to respect that. He was still Ichigo's best friend and it was time for him to start acting like it again.
"How about I take you to the airport?" Grimmjow and Ichigo looked over at Renji and he could feel himself blushing a little. "I-I mean, it would be cheaper than catching a cab."
"Uh, yeah, thanks. Let me get the rest of my stuff from the bedroom." Ichigo was still gazing in the direction of Renji and smiled at him.
"Thanks, Renji."
"It's…uh, the least I could do, I guess. I mean, after all the shit I put him through."
"So does that mean you're friends with him now?"
"Hell no!" Ichigo just chuckled and listened as Grimmjow came back into the room.
"K, I think I got everything." Grimmjow sighed and looked over at Ichigo.
"Uh, I'll just…leave you two alone." Renji reached for Grimmjow's suitcases and started to haul them out the front door.
"…Ichigo."
"I'm having second thoughts, Grimmjow. Maybe I should come with you."
"You can't. You have Yuzu and Karin here. You can't just leave them. What happened to getting your independence back?" Ichigo frowned and reached out for Grimmjow. The man grabbed his hand and pulled him to his chest. Ichigo buried his face against the man, savoring the smell of him.
"I-I know, but it's going to be lonely without you."
"You have Panthera. You have Renji and Orihime. You aren't going to feel lonely. I bet you'll forget all about me once I'm out the door."
"Lies." Grimmjow just chuckled and buried his face in Ichigo's hair.
"I'll be back," the blunet mumbled. "In three months, I'll be back and I'll tell you how great San Francisco is. I'll tell you about the shows I played. I'll buy you CDs of my performances and send them to you, so you can hear me play all the time. It'll be as if I'm right next to you until I come back. I'll do whatever, just wait for me. Don't go trying to replace me."
"Never… Never. Never. Never. There's only you, Grimmjow."
"Good to know. Now, I gotta get going." Ichigo pulled his face away and looked up. He could feel the prickling at the corner of his eyes, but he refused to cry. He was a man and men didn't cry. He took a deep breath, but he felt a tear push pass the barrier and fall. "No, crying."
"I'm not crying!" Ichigo said, scowling up at the blunet.
Grimmjow chuckled. "Yeah, I know." He leaned down and softly pressed his lips against Ichigo's. The smaller male pushed himself closer and ran his tongues across Grimmjow's bottom lip wanting access inside. The bigger man opened his mouth and let the berry have his way. Ichigo didn't want to stop. He didn't want Grimmjow to go, but he knew he had to.
He pulled away, panting softly. "I'll see you later?"
"Yeah, of course." Ichigo nodded and pulled away. He listened to Grimmjow's steps making it closer to the open door. "See ya, berry." And with that Ichigo heard the door shut softly with a click. He cautiously made his way over and started to slowly put the locks in place. He leaned his forehead against the door and sighed deeply. He was going to miss Grimmjow so much.
"See ya…Grimmjow."
Grimmjow's gone. /SOBS I hope everyone enjoyed the chapter, it was pleasurable, sad and fluffy. Please review and see you next chapter.
