Warning: MATURE SEXUAL CONTENTS! (between Ichigo and Grimmjow! FINALLY! XD)
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15
Ichigo's steps echoed around the deserted street. Even though it was the middle of a lovely day and the sun was shining brightly in the clear sky, there were no people around. And even if there were Ichigo didn't see them, hear them or acknowledge them. His mind was stuck in one moment, around two weeks ago. In a constant maddening replay.
Aizen was defeated and the Espada were no longer a threat. Things settled back into their normal routine. Life went on. Kurakura Town was again as safe a place as any. Rukia and Renji went back to Soul Society to continue their own duties.
The only one who couldn't take the next step was Ichigo. His powers were gone and he felt like he had no purpose. He wished to be a normal human so many times, but now he felt like a very important piece of him was thorn off. Even Hollow Ichigo was gone, his presence no longer accessible to the human. He felt like a bird without wings, constantly looking at the sky but unable to fly.
Reflexively he glanced at the open canopy and halted his steps. His mind drifted back to Grimmjow and the last time he saw him. He felt responsible for what had happened. Nnoitra wouldn't have been able to injure the Arrancar if he hadn't fought with him. Logically he knew he had no choice but Ichigo couldn't help but be flooded by guilt. It corroded him like acid.
When he was fighting Aizen he knew the cost of his victory would be steep. He knew the price was his Shinigami ability, but he didn't know he would be incapable of seeing Grimmjow ever again. Now as a normal human he couldn't go back to Hueco Mundo. He didn't even know if Grimmjow was still alive. His heart was heavy and sinking. The scarce clouds drifted so lazily across just like they did in Las Notches…
Recognising the signs of approaching regret, Ichigo quickly lowered his gaze and sped up his walking. The sooner he got to Urahara's the better. He at least would have some sort of distraction from his constantly nagging, occupying thoughts. Ichigo didn't know what hat-and-clogs wanted, only that it was urgent. Urahara even went through the trouble of sending Ururu with the message, just to make sure Ichigo got it.
He could see the candy shop as he turned the last corner. Kisuke was waiting for him at the entrance, easily smoking his pipe and watching the drifting clouds. He looked peaceful and reminiscent. When Ichigo was a few feet away Urahara jumped up with a sudden burst of animation, startling the younger man.
'Ah! Mister Kurosaki! Good of you to show up.'
'I came…as fast as I could. What is it?' Urahara's smile widened. If Ichigo could see his eyes, he was sure they would sparkle with some sort of impish mischief.
'There's someone here who wants to see you. Come on in.'
Intrigued, Ichigo followed the shop owner as he went further inside the building, to the residential part. Ichigo looked around him, always amazed by the sheer size of the building completely not reflected by the exterior. There was no sign of the other three inhabitants. Ichigo idly wondered where Jinta, Ururu and Tessai were.
'Tessai took the children to the beach. They should be having fun by now. 'Ichigo widened his eyes, surprised at having his unspoken question answered. Urahara didn't seem to notice and continued to walk while whistling a tune.
'Here we are! Ready?' Kisuke stopped in front of a closed room, his fan hiding the smile Ichigo knew was there.
'For what?' Sometimes Ichigo really hated Urahara's need to make things so dramatic. He half expected some sort of alien waiting for him in the next room. Wouldn't put it past him…..
Without further ado, he slid the doors apart and stepped out of the way. Ichigo's expression froze. His legs were rooted to the ground. His heart stopped beating. His eyes widened. His mouth fell slightly open, petrified. The world stopped turning. Time ceased to move forwards.
Grimmjow held Ichigo's eyes, he too frozen in a standing position afraid of moving and somehow scaring the boy away. He'd been preparing for this moment for over two weeks, going over what he would say when forced face to face with Ichigo, but now that the time had come he couldn't get his tongue to work. Thinking was totally different from doing.
'Well, you two have some talking to do so…. I'm off to join Tessai on the beach. Don't burn the shop down and please, try not to break too many things…. You kids have fun!~' With a gleeful laugh he left the two human statues behind.
Ichigo had to ask the same question over and over again. 'Is this for real?' And no matter how many times his eyes closed and reopened the person in front of him didn't change. Grimmjow looked the same as he always did, including the number tattoo on his back, with the exception of his hollow hole and remains of his hollow mask. They were both gone. He looked like a human to any unknowing eyes.
Seconds passed, then minutes and still not a stir. The silence was absolute and neither dared be the first to break it. After what seemed like forever, Ichigo found his voice again. An incredulous, whispering version of it, but his voice none the less.
'Grimmjow…..?...'
'Yeah. It's me.' For some reason Grimmjow's easy answer made Ichigo livid. He wanted to go and rip his head off or at least punch him in the face.
'How long have you been here?' Immediately Grimmjow picked up on the changed tone, the ground teeth and clenched fingers. Ichigo's posture radiated outrage and Grimmjow wasn't sure why.
'Since we last….met. Two weeks or so.' He almost took a step back when he saw Ichigo's eyes flash like they did when he was about to attack. He fought enough times with the boy to recognise it.
'Two weeks?...Two weeks?! TWO WEEKS! Are you kidding me?! You were here all along for two weeks?!'
'Ichigo….'
'While I'm feeling guilty and bad for not being able to go back and see if you were still alive! And you're here, just sitting?! Two weeks?! Do you know what I've been going through?!'
'Ichigo….'
'I couldn't sleep! I couldn't eat! I can't stop thinking about you because I freaking love you and I felt like shit because I thought I killed you! I can't-'
Ichigo's ranting was effectively forgotten when Grimmjow closed the distance between them and sealed their lips together in a hungry, heated kiss. Their pent up lust mingled in an almost destructive mix. When Grimmjow pulled back Ichigo's lips hung slightly parted and his glassy eyes followed the other man.
'Ichigo. Calm down.' The boy could only nod slightly, his mind gone entirely blank. 'I was here for two weeks but I was injured up until a few days ago. I couldn't move. That's why I didn't tell you. And then it took me a few more days to get used to this Gigai business. Understand?' Another slight nod of Ichigo's head.
'So, you love me?' A lazy grin played on Grimmjow's lips. The fast creeping blush on Ichigo's cheeks was delightful. Cute even. Feeling self-conscious Ichigo dropped his eyes, too embarrassed to look Grimmjow in the eyes. But even more scared of being rejected. He waited with his heart in his mouth for Grimmjow to say something, whether it was an acceptance or denial.
'Ichigo look at me.' He did, pulled up by the fingers gently cupping his chin. Relief flooded him when he didn't see any hatred or judging in the azure orbs.
'Me too. I've been feeling strangely towards you for a while but I didn't know what they were. I thought I'd be fine if I killed you but I wasn't. I'm….sorry. About everything.' Grimmjow scratched the back of his neck and looked away, getting all tongue-tied. Apologies were NOT his thing. Neither was expressing his feelings.
'You mean it?...' Ichigo didn't dare believe this was really happening. Not only was Grimmjow alive but he shared his feelings? This would be the part where fate stepped in and bitch slapped him with a good dose of cruel reality. He braced himself for the impending pain.
'Yes.' One word. One word and it all changed.
Ichigo kissed Grimmjow with an inhumane desire, raw and passionate. He pushed his body against the other, eager to feel more of his warmth. Grimmjow was surprised for only a second before he met the boy's passionate attacks with his own. Their tongues twisted against each other, both wanting to taste more.
With great difficulty, Grimmjow started leading Ichigo towards the nearest bed. He wanted nothing more than to push Ichigo against the wall and fuck him right then and there but he didn't want to repeat his first mistake. This time it was all about Ichigo. He wanted to erase all his previous behaviour from the human's memory.
He peeled all of Ichigo's clothes off, careful to keep their lips together, while discarding his own jeans. Ichigo broke away to gasp for air, his mind becoming hazy from the lack of oxygen. Immediately he gasped again as he felt Grimmjow's lips close around his throat, sucking at the sensitive skin and grazing it playfully with his canines.
Satisfied with the red mark beginning to blaze against the cream, Grimmjow descended lower, nipping at the neck and shoulder and leaving more blooming love bites. When he reached the collarbone, he sucked and ran his tongue all along it until Ichigo tilted his head back and moaned.
Chuckling at the youth's eagerness, Grimmjow's lips travelled even lower, enclosing around the pink and reactive flesh of a nipple. Ichigo twitched at the sensation and moaned even louder, calling his lover's name as Grimmjow gently bit the nubbin.
His steamy kisses left a trail from the torso to the stomach, leaving their mark on each rib individually. Grimmjow paused at the left hip and left a mark there too. A bright one which had Ichigo squirming and will be a nice sigh the next day.
When his mouth went even lower he felt Ichigo's fingers twist in his blue spikes, pulling his face up so they could see each other. His breath caught in his throat at the sight of the human. How could one person look so incredibly sexy was beyond his comprehension. Ichigo's pupils were so full blown they made his irises look black. It sent a direct jolt of lust straight to Grimmjow southern region.
'Not this time. I can't wait that long. I want you Grimmjow, inside me. Now!'
Even if Grimmjow wasn't aroused to already dangerous level, Ichigo's thick, growling, demanding voice would have done it. He leaned over for another needy kiss, another battle of tongues, while his fingers took the place of his mouth. They purposefully moved to Ichigo's entrance and teased, tracing the puckered muscle, before listening to Ichigo's pleas and plunging a finger inside the welcoming warmth.
He held Ichigo's hip down while continuing to stretch and prepare him fully. Ichigo whined and moaned at the feel. He only ever did this once before, with Hollow Ichigo and that backfired wholly... His mind was beyond blank and consequences were not something he could think of, but he felt it was different. He felt Grimmjow's commitment through his every touch and kiss, hungry yet kind.
Grimmjow loved the obscene profanities and extra loud moans streaming out Ichigo's mouth whenever he successfully hit the particular bundle of nerves inside him. It was like flipping a switch where all self-control was stripped away and Grimmjow loved it. Three fingers, knuckle deep, and Ichigo was begging, verbally and physically for something larger.
Who was Grimmjow to refuse? With a loving smirk, he parted Ichigo's legs even further, hooking them around his waist. He positioned himself and suddenly he was inside, all the way. He knew Ichigo would be in some pain, but he also knew that the sooner this part was over the sooner the fun part could begin.
He waited for a moment until Ichigo nodded his head, tears building at the corners of his eyes, before setting a pace. Grimmjow was careful to hit Ichigo's magic spot with every thrust, demonstrating his expert aim no matter what his weapon. At some point Ichigo started shouting Grimmjow's name and he continued to chant it like a mantra.
They were both too famished for each other's body to take this slowly. Both wanted to reach their peak and share the bond of intimacy joined by their ecstasy. Ichigo was the first to fall, his back arched far enough off the mattress to form a perfect curve. Grimmjow continued to thrust forwards half a dozen times before he too came and fell on top of the panting boy.
Their breaths mixed and eyes met before they shared another kiss, this one less hungry and tenderer. For the moment they were both sated. Ichigo's skin shone with fresh sweat and his muscles relaxed after their workout.
'I'm not done with you Ichigo. We're just getting started.'
Ichigo had a perfect 'huh?' expression before his mouth changed to an o shape. Grimmjow chuckled at the quickly reddening complex as his fingers sped up their movements, fully intending on bringing Ichigo's cock back to full arousal. Not a hard task since the organ was so responsive.
Grimmjow continued to study the younger man's face, as he twisted his head from right to left with his eyes half lidded and biting his bottom lip to prevent himself from screaming out for more. His aim was to reduce Ichigo to a needy mess and learn all his hidden spots. By the end of the night Ichigo would be more exhausted than all his previous training exercises put together.
He leaned down and took Ichigo's full erection into his mouth, letting his tongue run over the soft skin. His lips tightened slightly, adding just the right amount of pressure. Ichigo's fingers were again tangled in his hair but this time he didn't do anything to stop it. If anything, he pushed gently, silently asking for Grimmjow to speed up.
The empty shop echoed their noises of pleasure.
Urahara stepped lightly on the paved ground. Tessai and the kids following his steps leading to their home and business. It was ten hours later, since he left the two alone to 'talk', and he assumed they would be finished by now. It was already fully dark outside and the peaking stars watched over them from on high.
He loved nights like those. They were so calming and…..not quite. Urahara stopped in mid step, nearly at the store entrance. The noises coming from inside were unmistakable. The two were still at it. Kisuke was impressed at their stamina.
'Ah. To be young again….' An easy, knowing smile played on his lips.
He turned to find the other three looking at him, too far away to hear Grimmjow and Ichigo's lewd noises. He winked at Tessai and, though his face remained stony, Kisuke knew he understood the message.
'Well why don't we all go and have a sleep over at Mr Kurosaki's place. Just to change the scenery a little!' He and Isshin got along just fine. They both seemed to share the same sense of humour and he knew they would be welcomed at the Kurosaki Clinic. Besides, someone had to explain where his son was. Ichigo was clearly too caught up in something else…..
Jinta and Ururu exchange a look. They didn't know what was happening but they understood that Urahara did the things he did for a reason. They both shrugged their shoulders before following Tessai in the opposite direction.
'I'm getting far too old for this….' But Kisuke's smile only grew wider.
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