AN: Hey everyone. I'm kinda surprised I got as many hits as I did. I didn't think you guys would like it so much ^ / / ^ . Anyway, here's part two. I did allude to a novel that I read my senior year of high school that I fell in love with. If you haven't read it don't worry I'll give a brief summary at the end. When I was writing this I didn't even notice how often I connected the theme's of the novel to the one in the story I wrote. Alright, I'm rambling now. Happy reading.
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Grimmjow dropped Ichigo to his feet, and pressed his back to the door. He wouldn't wait for teen to make the first move.
Icy blue eyes met with warm brown ones; Grimmjow couldn't help himself much longer. He leaned in and pressed his lips to Ichigo's once again.
Everything around him seemed to fade away.
Nothing else was on his mind. No wife. No kids. No work. No stress. Just Ichigo.
He brushed his tongue across the red-heads' bottom lip, then within seconds he had it in his mouth suckling it, capturing his sweetness.
He could've sworn the kid bathed in strawberries.
When Ichigo parted his lips, Grimmjow's tongue found its way into the inviting cavern. Their tongues curled against each other. Ichigo moaned which sent tingles down Grimmjow's spine.
He wanted to hear it again.
Grimmjow grew more aggressive as the kiss progressed. His body was pressed tight against Ichigo's, he could feel the teen's excitement through his jeans. Another muffled moan escaped from Ichigo as Grimmjow pressed his knee to the his clothed erection.
Ichigo put his hands on Grimmjow's chest, but Grimmjow wasn't having it.
He grabbed his thin wrists and held them up against the door beside Ichigo's fiery orange hair. Something changed about Ichigo, but he didn't care; not now at least.
Grimmjow let Ichigo's wrists drop, but didn't let the kiss break as he dragged them both to the bed. He sat down on the edge, and as if on cue Ichigo sat in his lap straddling him.
Grimmjow let his hands slide down over Ichigo's ass, and he gripped the soft flesh through his jeans. Ichigo let a soft moan escape him as his tender cheeks were grabbed. He couldn't help but to grind his own erection to Grimmjow's. Grimmjow felt as if he were going to go insane with his jeans on. He pulled back from the kiss. Ichigo pushed off Grimmjow's lap, and stood up in front of him.
He watched silently as the teen slowly pulled off his shirt. Grimmjow took the time to notice Ichigo's slender, fit, toned form. Grimmjow quickly followed suit and peeled off his own shirt.
The kid had a great body.
Ichigo walked back over to Grimmjow and lightly shoved him to the bed. Grimmjow allowed it and laid back, only to have Ichigo rest on top of him. He could feel Ichigo's soft hands slip under his shirt to explore his muscular chest and abdomen.
Ichigo's hands felt so good on his skin. They were warm, and so soft.
Ichigo slowly brought Grimmjow's shirt over his head.
Grimmjow watched as Ichigo trailed his fingers in the dips, crooks, and indents of his abdominals. He returned the actions by letting his hands trail down the red head's spine, and to his lower back.
They communicated with their hands. No words needed to be exchanged, as they explored the new canvasses of each other's bodies.
Grimmjow tugged down Ichigo's pants and the briefs he had on underneath just far down enough to bare his ass. His fingers slowly trailed from Ichigo's lower back, and down his cheeks to the back of his thighs.
Ichigo shuddered softly, and continued to explore down his new lover's torso.
His hands were at Grimmjow's beltline of his jeans. He took his time to take it off, then undid the handy button fly.
The head of Grimmjow's cock peeked through the waistband of his boxers.
Ichigo reached his hand into Grimmjow's boxers, and wrapped his fingers around the massive girth of Grimmjow's erection.
To his surprise his fingers barely fit around it.
He let his fingers tighten around the length of the hot, hard, cock and he lowered his hand down to meet the base.
He was doing something right obviously as Grimmjow's breathing changed.
He brought his hand back up, and something warm, and sticky met his palm. He figured it was Grimmjow's precum. He continued moving his hand up, to find the head; where the source of the precum was coming from.
Grimmjow was so hard, that it was starting to hurt. The fact the Ichigo began teasing him, he was losing all sense of reality.
Somehow Ichigo knew what he was doing, and it felt amazing. He had an idea of what to do next, and took little time to think about it.
He slipped his index finger into his mouth to wet it a bit, then he slowly slipped it into Ichigo's hole.
Ichigo tensed slightly at the sudden feeling of being penetrated; it didn't exactly hurt him, it just felt foreign.
As a few moments passed he was moving his hips to Grimmjow's finger, his moans indicating he was ready for more.
Grimmjow understood, and added finger by finger until three of his thick fingers were knuckle deep inside Ichigo.
Ichigo's head rested on Grimmjow's chest as he was quickly stretched apart.
Grimmjow kept moving his fingers deeper inside, just curious as to how far he could go until he found something which felt strange to his fingers.
He pressed the three fingers into it, and Ichigo began jolting, and letting out staggering, shuddering moans.
Grimmjow slipped his fingers out of Ichigo, when Ichigo slowly began moving down between his legs.
Ichigo pulled his hand from the head of Grimmjow's cock simply to taste the substance.
It tasted of the lager he had with his lunch, except much stronger. He went through his fingers licking it off, enjoying the taste which was strangely addicting to him.
He wanted a better taste of what was on his fingers.
He kicked off his own bottoms, leaving him completely bare. He was a lot more comfortable that way.
Then he did the same to Grimmjow's and pulled them down to his ankles; allowing for him to kick them off himself.
Ichigo got a clear look at Grimmjow's cock; it was different looking than his own.
The head of his cock was covered in foreskin. With Shiro's control, his hand slowly rolled down the foreskin and snapped it down.
The head was pale color compared to the rest of his cock and glistened from the precum.
Everything about the situation made Ichigo even more aroused. The look of Grimmjow's cock, the smell of sweat and musk, and the taste of his precum was just driving him and Shiro insane.
Ichigo held the shaft of Grimmjow's cock in his hand to stick it straight up. He pressed his lips against the head to gently kiss it, then parted his lips to take it into his mouth.
Grimmjow tasted even better than he had expected him to.
His tongue swirled over the swollen head making it plenty wet, then he moved down to take in even more. When he decided to take in more, he had to open his mouth wide. It was a bit difficult to fit all of Grimmjow into his mouth without his teeth and his tongue in the way but he managed to do it just fine. Ichigo shut his eyes, and lowered his head even more. He could hear Grimmjow's very quiet sounds of pleasure, so he figured he was doing something right. When he felt soft hairs at his nose, and Grimmjow's thick cock in his throat he opened his eyes. Grimmjow bucked his hips up, and exhaled jaggedly.
Ichigo was surprised when he didn't choke; he didn't know he didn't have a gag reflex.
Grimmjow grabbed handfuls of Ichigo's hair and began guiding his head up and down on his cock. He kept himself quiet for the most part, as only the sounds of Ichigo's slurping echoed throughout the room. He grabbed the back of Ichigo's head, and forced him down all the way to down. He could feel Ichigo moaning around his cock, and his hunger for the red head grew intensively
He threw Ichigo off him by clutching his hair back, then pulled him up to kiss him. The kiss was sloppy and messy on Ichigo's part but Grimmjow loved it. He pushed Ichigo onto his back, and moved between his legs ultimately breaking the kiss.
Something had changed with him; his eyes weren't the innocent, syrupy brown anymore they glowed a bright gold.
Grimmjow's cock was so hard it was twitching. He hadn't felt this turned on since well, ever.
He wrapped his arms around Ichigo's head so that his forearms were holding his massive body up.
Grimmjow pressed the head of his cock -with much skill- at Ichigo's entrance.
"Do it Grimmjow." Shiro said for Ichigo.
Something was different about Ichigo's as well; it was deeper and slightly distorted. He smiled down at him nonetheless and nodded.
He slowly pressed himself into the red head. The head popped in with ease, then he quickly shoved the rest of himself in. Grimmjow's eyes clenched tight; so he didn't notice when Ichigo clamped his mouth onto his neck.
Ichigo sunk his teeth into Grimmjow's neck, to keep his loud cries from waking the others.
Grimmjow's fingers, and his cock felt like two different things. He was much bigger. It somewhat hurt, but he didn't want Grimmjow to stop.
He wrapped his legs around Grimmjow's waist to keep him from pulling out and firmly gripped his broad shoulders. He sunk his teeth deeper into Grimmjow's neck. He could feel the older man growling.
Grimmjow's thick cock nearly slipped all the way out, before he slammed it back in. He continued the slow, and steady movements until he could feel Ichigo moving his hips for more. More importantly he could feel Ichigo's arousal pressed between their bodies. He decided to pick up the pace. He added more strength to his thrusts as he moved faster. He didn't notice when the red heads nails went clawing into his shoulders, and down his back. He felt the red head let go of his neck, and he opened his eyes to watch him. Ichigo's eyes were clenched shut. His eyebrows were furrowed about his forehead in pleasure. His mouth gaped open uttering silent moans. Yet, he was still blushing. Grimmjow accidentally slipped out of Ichigo's entrance, from retracting too far back.
Ichigo opened his eyes to look up at Grimmjow, wondering what just happened. He untangled himself from Grimmjow's body. Ichigo was turn on his side, but tilted his head back to watch Grimmjow. The older male pressed his entire body to Ichigo's spooning him. His right arm draped over Ichigo's hip to hang near his erection.
Without any given signs Grimmjow slammed himself back inside Ichigo.
Ichigo's entire body jolted once again, and a staggering moan ripped from him. Grimmjow had direct access to his prostate again. Precum was leaking from the head of Ichigo's cock like a faucet.
Grimmjow went back to the same pace he had before, only this time he was intentionally attacking the red head's sensitive spot. He reached his hand down to grab his cock, and began stroking it. He timed it to coordinate with the slams to his sensitive spot. Grimmjow found his mouth locked with Ichigo's, their tongues danced and twined as Grimmjow continued moving. Ichigo's inner walls seemed to spasm against his cock, so he moved his hips faster to milk his thrusts.
Ichigo's back arched against Grimmjow. His entire body began to tremble and tense. His toes even began curling, as his cock spat out an unbelievable amount of his hot cum onto the bed. His mouth ripped from Grimmjow's as he moaned out in incredible pleasure.
At the same time, Grimmjow's thrusts hardened and finally stopped as copious amounts of his own cum stained Ichigo's inner walls. When the kiss was broken, his breathing was the only thing that indicated anything. It was staggered, harsh, and heavy. He held Ichigo tight against his body not wanting to ever let him go.
They stayed pressed against each other for what seemed to be an eternity, before Grimmjow pulled his half limp cock out of Ichigo.
Ichigo turned his body around to face Grimmjow. His eyes returned to normal, Shiro was finally gone. He reached his hand out to softly caress Grimmjow's stubbly cheek which caused them both to smile.
"C'mon, lets shower." Grimmjow suggested, as he rolled out of the bed. Ichigo nodded, and followed.
He was in slight pain, and he knew it would only get worse in the morning but he didn't want to worry Grimmjow.
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The hot water felt amazing on Ichigo's skin. He lowered his head allowing for the water to dampen his spiked hair. Grimmjow reached up and grabbed the shower head proving it to be removable, and began to clean Ichigo's back.
Ichigo arched his back to the water and pressed his hands to the shower wall. Grimmjow caught sight of blood, and spoke softly.
"Ichi I didn't hurt ya did I?"
"Only a little Grimm." Ichigo honestly responded, his head lowered as he did.
"Ya were bleedin' Ichigo." Grimmjow sighed, and sat the shower head back upon the stand. He grabbed a cleaning sponge, lathered it in soap, and began wiping the dried blood from the back of Ichigo's thighs.
"Grimmjow, you were my first." he admitted quietly.
"I know. Ya don't regret it right?"
He turned around, and placed a soft kiss on Grimmjow's lips in response to such a silly question.
Grimmjow grinned and curtly nodded. Ichigo grabbed the sponge from Grimmjow and began cleaning him as well.
Grimmjow turned his back to Ichigo allowing for the water to hit it. He hissed a bit, and tilted his head back to see what was going on.
"The fuck? My back stings what happened?"
Ichigo blushed a bit and placed a kiss on the claw marks he placed on Grimmjow's back.
"It was my fault sorry."
Grimmjow chuckled softly, "It's alright Ichi."
From the back Grimmjow looked just as good. His shoulders were broad. Though his back was riddled with claw marks, it still looked strong. There was a gothic styled six tattooed on the left side of his lower back. He had a round, muscular ass. His smooth muscular thighs matched his beautifully cut calves. It was as if he were built like a sculpture.
Ichigo shook his head, ridding himself of the perverse thoughts. He wrapped his arms around Grimmjow's waist and hugged him from behind. His forehead rested against his shoulder.
He really was in love with that man.
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They finished their shower in silence, then went back into the guest room. Grimmjow changed the linen of the bed, and tossed the dirty ones in the wash. He grabbed a pair of his briefs from the dryer and slipped them on. Ichigo dressed in a tank top, with briefs and followed Grimmjow like a stray kitten.
He adored Ichigo. He was like a breath of fresh air. He was something special. For right now, Ichigo was his.
Grimmjow closed the washing machine door, and started it; he turned around to face Ichigo and spoke to him in a hushed tone. "I'm gonna grab a midnight snack for us, go find somethin' for us to watch."
Ichigo gave a mock salute, and grinned then turned to do as he was ordered. Grimmjow smirked and gave a hard swat to Ichigo's ass, which made him blush and venture off into the living room.
Grimmjow made his way to the kitchen to grab a carton of vanilla ice cream from the freezer. Nel must've picked it up when they were out. He grabbed two spoons, and made his way to the living room. He plopped down next to Ichigo on the couch. He was watching soft-core porn.
Half an hour passed and the ice cream was half gone. The show had went to commercial. Grimmjow found the show they were watching to be humorous, rather than arousing. The acting was overdone, the sex scenes were too dramatic, and the actors were fucking ugly.
Ichigo was curled up against him, and seemed much more interested in the ice cream than the show itself.
Could he seriously get any cuter?
Grimmjow noticed Ichigo was reaching his spoon into the carton once more. He playfully jerked the box out of Ichigo's grasp, and smirked. He returned it back to where Ichigo could reach, then as he reached for it again he jerked it out of the way. Grimmjow couldn't help but chuckle at Ichigo's reaction. He was like a cat reaching for a ball of yarn.
"Griiiiiiim!" Ichigo whined, yet smiled.
Grimmjow lowered his head into his hand and began laughing quietly. He sat the carton between his legs, as the fit of laughter died down.
He watched intently as Ichigo reached between his legs and got a spoonful of the frozen treat. He opened his mouth slipped the spoon in. He got a bit of the cream on his lips, which he carefully licked off upon removing the spoon. Then he carefully licked the spoon clean. It should be illegal to look that sexy while eating ice cream.
Grimmjow sat his spoon in the carton, then moved the carton onto the coffee table. He grabbed Ichigo's spoon, and sat it in the carton as well. Before Ichigo could object, he brought their lips together. He parted his lips taking Ichigo's bottom lip into his mouth, getting his unique flavor mixed with the ice cream. Ichigo responded by letting his tongue meet with Grimmjow's.
The kiss grew more intense by the second. Their tongues were wrestling in each other's mouths, soft moans and groping hands were exchanged, and Ichigo took the advantage by pushing Grimmjow onto his back.
The fact that Ichigo was showing little bits of aggression was more of a turn on than anything else. A few minutes passed, and both of them were erect once more. Ichigo was grinding his clothed, yet impressive erection against Grimmjow's.
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Ichigo knew he was at the vantage point so he lowered himself once more between Grimmjow's legs, and decided to use what Shiro guided him to do before.
He tugged down Grimmjow's underwear, and slowly began kissing up the length of his hard cock. When he got to the head, he wrapped his mouth around the head of his member then rolled the foreskin back without using his hands.
When Ichigo caressed his tongue around the head of Grimmjow's cock, he heard his breathing hitch and inwardly grinned. He hollowed out his cheeks in order for the older man's cock to fit in his mouth. Grimmjow grabbed his head, and began guiding him to bob up and down on his cock. Ichigo followed as to what he wanted.
Each time he took Grimmjow's cock into his mouth he felt himself take in just a little more. When the time came Ichigo swallowed back as much of Grimmjow's cock deep into his throat as he could. Grimmjow's breathing was becoming more ragged, and heavy. Ichigo let up on his cock, when Grimmjow gave a rough tug of his hair.
Ichigo was pulled up to Grimmjow, so that their foreheads rested against each other. Grimmjow didn't say anything, he just pulled down Ichigo's briefs and grabbed both their erections with his big calloused hand. When Grimmjow began stroking at both their cocks pressed together, Ichigo couldn't keep his eyes open. He began moaning softly, and slowly thrusting his hips into the hand.
Ichigo could already feel his release coming, and it only had been a few minutes. Ichigo pressed his hands against Grimmjow's chest to rake his nails down the flesh.
"Look into my eyes Ichigo." Grimmjow spoke in a strained tone.
Ichigo opened his eyes and instantly brown met with blue.
Things were getting too intense. Ichigo's body was washed over in wave of pleasure as his cock spilled more of his hot cum between their bodies. He let out a whimpering moan as he released, and his eyes couldn't bear to stay open.
A few seconds after Ichigo finished, Grimmjow relieved himself as well; his seed coating their bodies even more. Both of them panted a bit as if they ran a marathon. Ichigo sat up on Grimmjow's thighs and pulled off his tank top. He cleaned them both off, then sat the soiled article of clothing on the floor.
They both pulled their underwear back on, and Ichigo was pulled back down into Grimmjow's chest. Ichigo rested his head on Grimmjow's chest directly above his heart. He let the soft beat lull him to sleep; today had been on hell of a day.
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He knew that the red head had fallen asleep, and decided to carry him to bed and clean up the mess before anyone else saw them.
Grimmjow carefully tossed Ichigo over his shoulder, then clicked off the television. He brought the younger male to the bedroom and carefully rested him in bed as not to disturb his rest. He placed a soft kiss on his forehead, then turned to leave. Until he heard him mumble something in his sleep. He stopped by the door, and listened to him.
"Thanks Shiro."
Grimmjow raised an eyebrow then gave a small grin. He closed the door, letting Ichigo sleep in peace. He went back into the living room, grabbing Ichigo's soiled tank top and the ice cream. He tossed the shirt into the wash with the dirty linen. He sat the spoons in the sink, then put the remaining portion of the ice cream in the freezer. He knew he wasn't going to be able to sleep with Ichigo on his mind.
He opened up the refrigerator, and grabbed a bottle of beer. Then he reached atop the refrigerator to grab his carton of cigarettes, and lighter he had Nelliel place there. He went up the stairs to his bedroom, and out the door to his balcony.
Grimmjow opened his bottle of beer, and began drinking from it. He drank nearly half the bottle in a single swig, then sat it down. He leaned over the railing of his balcony and lit the rolled tobacco. He slipped the butt between his lips, and took a deep drag from it. When he exhaled a cloud of dark grey smoke filled the early morning sky.
The sun was beginning to rise and Grimmjow began thinking of the things him and the red head had done that day.
He stayed with Ichigo from when the sunset until sunrise. He had seen him cry. He had watched him smile. He had listened to him laugh and even moan in pleasure. He had felt his warm body pressed against his own. He had showered with him. He had made love to him.
Love. L-o-v-e. Love. I can't be falling for this kid. Y'know what? So what if I am. He deserves to be loved. He deserves happiness. He deserves me. I deserve him.
Grimmjow closed his eyes, and inhaled another lungful of his precious nicotine. He let the smoke slowly curl from his lips, as he let his thoughts focus on Ichigo.
"Mew." A small black kitten tore Grimmjow from his thoughts. She walked on the railing of Grimmjow's balcony, then hopped onto his shoulder.
Grimmjow had a soft spot for cats.
He reached his hand out to stroke the kitten's head. The kitten nuzzled her furry head on Grimmjow's hand.
He put out the cigarette and tossed it off the balcony. He grabbed his beer finishing it as well, then headed back inside with the kitten on his shoulder.
The kitten hopped off Grimmjow's shoulder and onto his side of the nightstand. The kitten had sparkling blue eyes that resembled Grimmjow's, but had a ring of brown around the irises.
Grimmjow tossed the bottle into the wastebasket near the bed, then crawled into his side next to his wife who was passed out on sleeping pills. The kitten curled itself up on Grimmjow nightstand, and fell asleep.
Grimmjow decided it was time for him to catch some shut eye as well.
With his true sexuality being awakened, he knew that this summer would be one he would never be able to forget.
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An entire month passed after the encounter with Grimmjow.
Since that day both men never had any opportunity to be alone. Whether it was Grimmjow working or Ichigo hanging out with Gunter. There was no time for them to just be together.
Ichigo was sexually frustrated and was in desperate need of Grimmjow's touch once again, but yet again he couldn't express his feelings out to him. Due to being sexually frustrated, Shiro appeared in his mind once again and often poked at him causing his frustrations to increase dramatically. Grimmjow was able to get the Ichigo and Gunter jobs at his golf course resort, until they went off to college so they would have their own money to spend. It helped Ichigo keep his mind off Grimmjow for a while.
Ichigo was heading to bed earlier than everyone else on a cool, breezy Thursday evening. He had a sketch pad where he was able to paint, and keep personally. Nearly every page in the book was filled with half naked pictures of Grimmjow, and abstract pictures of them.
Shiro had been practically torturing him in his dreams so he didn't want to go to sleep just yet
He reached under his bed and grabbed his sketch pad and his water color paint set. He had a glass of water set on his nightstand particularly for nights like this.
Painting proved to be somewhat of an escape from Shiro, but was a prison that was set by Grimmjow. He dipped his paintbrush into the water and instinctively went for the bright blue paint. He painted messy blue lines all over the pad; he washed the brush off and went for the vibrant orange next. The orange lines were circular swirls underneath a few of the messy blue lines. He sighed softly then dipped his brush in the water cleaning it. He dipped the brush in the black and splattered it over the piece.
Each piece of artwork Ichigo did told a story that only he could understand. The messy lines represented rebellious and destructive natures. The circular swirls represented calm and peaceful natures. The blue and orange represented Grimmjow and himself. The scattered dots represented confusion, and the black represented loneliness.
He stood up and sat the piece by the window, allowing a few minutes for the cool summer breeze to dry his artwork. He needed to talk to Grimmjow. Even more he needed some answers from the older male. More importantly he needed the mans dick. It was driving him insane.
He needed to get his mind off Grimmjow, and his own selfish desires. He had an idea for a piece to show his appreciation to the family that took him in. It would definitely keep his mind, and his hands busy for the next few days. For right now, he was pretty tired so he decided to go to sleep. Hopefully Shiro wasn't going to torment him this time. Who was he kidding of course Shiro is going to screw with his head a little more.
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Grimmjow got home late from work once again, and as excpected Rangiku's car was in driveway preventing him from getting into his garage which also meant Gunter was probably fucking her again, Menoly was at a friends house, Nelliel was up waiting for him, and Ichigo was probably sleeping.
Things were so tense between him and the teenager. He couldn't look Ichigo in the eyes anymore. Everytime he got close enough to catch his scent he was immediately aroused. It didn't help with the fact that Ichigo walked around half naked because him and Gunter swam out in the lake. Nelliel still wouldn't sleep with him; he didn't care. He wouldn't be able to get aroused with her any longer.
He grew slightly jealous of his son. Each and every night he had that girl over, which meant he could have sex, while he could not. He often jerked himself off after waking up from vivid flashbacks of him and Ichigo. The boy had been on his mind every single day, and every single night since that eventful evening they decided to make love.
Grimmjow was pretty lucky that he worked most of the time, it kept his mind busy.
He went to Ichigo's door hoping the teen was still up so they could at least talk, but his lights were off. He sighed softly, then turned on his heels and went upstairs to his bedroom.
"Mew." The black kitten spoke out to her master as she waited loyally by the bedroom door for him to return.
"Hey Pantera." Grimmjow smiled and kneeled down to scratch behind her ears, which caused her to purr softly against his hand.
He stood up straight and opened his bedroom door letting himself as well as his pet into the room. Nel had been reading a novella. She looked up from her book and smiled warmly.
"Hi sweetheart, how was work?"
"That's exactly what it was Nelliel. Work." He spoke with a smile on his face, with his own dry sense of humor. Nel giggled softly and nodded her head.
"Your supper is wrapped up in foil in the oven if you wish to eat."
"I'm fine dear, I ate at the resort. How was your day?" Grimmjow responded with less humor in his voice, and sat on the bed to remove his tie then his shoes.
"It was fine. I took Menoly to Loly's house so she could sleepover. I'll be taking them both to the beach tomorrow." Her eyes went straight back to her book.
"Mhmm. The boys still painting the fence tomorrow?" He spoke with his back to her, a sudden grin was on his face as Pantera removed one of his socks from his foot and began playing with it.
"Oh, yes. Before I forget, could you pick up some veggie burgers for the barbeque on Saturday? Menoly decided that she was a vegetarian because Loly was one." she turned the page to her novella.
"Yes dear." Grimmjow responded sullenly as he stood up to take off his clothing.
"Oh, and Grimmjow I'm taking Gunter and Menoly to their grandmother's on Sunday. Could you take Sunday and Monday off and please spend some time with Ichigo? He's been really crabby lately."
Grimmjow perked up and turned his head. "Yes, yes I could do that." He could hardly contain his excitement. He hoped he didn't sound overexcited. Fuck, he didn't care. He could finally be with Ichigo again, and the best part was Nel wanted him to do it.
"Alright, thanks hun." she finished speaking and turned her full attention to her book.
Grimmjow was in his boxers, and could feel that an erection was coming because of how excited he was. He couldn't get into bed now, he needed a cold shower. Before he headed to the bathroom, he looked at the cover of Nel's book and it didn't have a title. He raised an eyebrow and asked her.
"Nelliel what are you reading?"
"The Awakening by Kate Chopin.." She responded blankly.
"Ah. Well, I'll be in bed in a moment; I need to shower."
Nel waved her hand dismissing him and he went to his shower. As suspected he had a raging erection, and he couldn't help it.
He was sexually frustrated as well. Jerking off couldn't substitute for the real thing. He had to admit that sex wasn't the only thing that he needed to do with Ichigo. He needed to talk to him. He needed to be around him. He simply needed Ichigo in general.
He sighed in content then stepped into his shower, and turned the knobs for lukewarm water then he stepped in. Within the next few days things would be right again.
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Ichigo slept in later than he normally, meaning he had to miss breakfast. He didn't mind not eating. Fasting helped make his artwork better at times. He worked on the piece of artwork he determined himself to start today. His mind was finally off Grimmjow, and he was able to sleep peacefully without Shiro bothering him too much.
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"Carrot Top we gotta go paint the fence bro. Stop whacking off and lets go." Gunter spoke through the door.
Ichigo chuckled a bit then put his current piece of work away along with his paint brushes, and paint as well.
He stepped out of the room, and immediately punched Gunter in his chest. "I was painting fuck face. I can keep of my dick for a few days unlike you or Rangiku."
Gunter rubbed his chest where he was hit, and reached his fist back to sock Ichigo in his arm before Nel came passing by with clean laundry. "GUNTER. We do not hit in this house!"
Ichigo snickered, and walked past his newly scolded friend. "Yeah Gunter, no hitting."
Gunter grumbled under his breath, and decided that he would let Ichigo slide for getting him in his chest.
Nel was paying them each $400 to repaint the fence in the front yard. They couldn't pass up an offer like that. They went into the garage, and grabbed a few paint rollers, and brushes with a few buckets of paint then went off into the front yard.
After a straight hour and a half of strict silent painting, the teens took a break for some lemonade and sandwiches Nel had brought for them.
"Carrot Top, we're going to the movies later with Rangiku and Rukia." Gunter spoke whilst taking a bite of his sandwich.
Ichigo swallowed down half his glass of lemonade and shook his head. "I'll have to pass on that one."
"The fuck? Why? Dude she wants your dick." Gunter said with his mouth full.
"Bro, I told you she's not my type." Ichigo said a bit defensively.
"Look you don't even have to date her, just hit it and quit." Gunter said with a grin.
Ichigo sighed. Gunter obviously wasn't going to let this go. "I've got something to tell you and I hope things don't become awkward between us. I mean I'm not sure how you haven't picked up on it already man, I've made it hella obvious. Please don't hate me Gunter. You're my best friend, and you're like the only one I trust."
Gunter narrowed his eyes and sat his sandwich down on his napkin. "Ichigo, what in the living fuck are you talking about? You aren't making any damn sense."
Here it goes…
"I'm gay dude." Ichigo said with an exhale. His heart was pounding after he said it. Each second Gunter took to respond Ichigo grew more anxious of his response. He looked up at Gunter's face, and he looked…amused?
Gunter started laughing as if he heard a hilarious joke. His back was on the concrete and, his hands were on his stomach as if he were in pain. As his laughter died down Ichigo grew from anxious to slightly aggravated.
"That was some funny shit Carrot Top. There's no way my best friend's a fucking homo."
"Gunter, I'm serious. I'm gay." Ichigo said without any amusement in his voice. If anything there was slight annoyance.
"Seriously?" Gunter turned to face Ichigo.
Ichigo nodded, feeling slight remorse for telling him at that point.
"Damn." Gunter said out of surprise.
"You don't want to be my friend anymore do you?" Ichigo stared at the ground beneath him. Burning tears stinging at his eyes, he refused to blink and let one even shed.
Gunter moved closer to his friend and placed his hand on his shoulder. "I'm not a homophobe Ichigo. I'm just surprised. That's all. You've had my back all through high school bro. I remember you beat the shit outta that senior freshman year just because he broke my collarbone. You like dick? That doesn't bother me at all, but I thought we were close enough that you'd tell me every thing."
Ichigo brought his forearms to his eyes to wipe away the tears, when he blinked. "I'm sorry for not telling you Gunter, I was just afraid."
"I love you Ichigo, you're like the brother I never had. You've got nothing to be afraid of. But you will if you hide anything else from me." Gunter joked and nudged Ichigo's side with his elbow.
Ichigo laughed and nudged him back. "I love you too Gunter, you're like the brother I've never had too. Thanks for understanding man."
Gunter pulled Ichigo into a firm hug, which Ichigo reciprocated. It wasn't long and elaborate but short, and brotherly.
"One thing though. The way we said I love you was kinda gay-no offense. We gotta figure out something better to say rather than that."
Ichigo chuckled softly, he knew what Gunter meant. Just because he was open to him being gay didn't mean he wasn't still a major league douche. "How about…Go Yomiuri Giants?"
Gunter nodded his head, and snickered briefly. "Yeah buddy. Sounds good."
"Sweet, now lets get this shit done. It's hot as fuck out here." Ichigo spoke freely.
Gunter stood up and laughed a bit. "Haha, yeah man. Let's get it done."
Ichigo felt so free now that he told Gunter the truth. He truly knew what the expression, 'a weight has been lifted off my shoulders' meant. He felt good, and felt like his friendship with Gunter would withstand anything. Ichigo knew what it meant to feel love from another person, and it truly felt amazing.
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Grimmjow returned home early, and luckily just in time for dinner. He sat down at his foot of the table, while Nel set her plate across from him. The children sat on the sides of the table. Gunter and Ichigo on one side, and Menoly on the other side. Nel welcomed Grimmjow into the house, then she left for the kitchen to grab the food. Ichigo and Gunter were conversing lightly, Ichigo glanced over at Grimmjow and gave a soft smile. Grimmjow smiled in return, then shifted his gaze to his daughter whom was scowling for some reason.
"Barbie what's the matter?" Grimmjow asked while opening a napkin in his lap.
"That bitch you call your wife is the problem." She spoke with venom in her voice.
"Don't speak about your mother that way. What did she do?" Grimmjow was fighting a grin, Nelliel usually was bitch.
"Me, her and Loly were at the beach. She was being a desperate whore, and kept flirting with the lifeguard, Nnoitra I think his name is. Then got mad at me, when she saw me and Loly wrestling in the sand. She pulled me away from Loly and said I couldn't hang out with her again. What the fuck is her problem dad? She totally embarrassed me in front of Loly, and then on top of that she's making me take TENNIS LESSONS. Who the hell wants tennis lessons over the fucking summer?!" Menoly made sure to keep her voice down when she blew up, as she didn't want her mother speaking to her just yet.
Ichigo and Grimmjow stopped their own conversations and began laughing at how Menoly just reacted to things. She definitely had Grimmjow's temper.
Grimmjow chuckled softly as well, as he was generally amused with his daughters fiery temper. "Relax kid, I'll talk to her."
"I'm not a kid dad I'm fourteen!" Menoly said slowly enunciating each of her words for proper emphasis.
Grimmjow sniggered, and put his hands up in defeat. "Alright! Damn!"
A few seconds after Grimmjow finished speaking, Nel walked in with all their dinner on a metal tray. Aside from Menoly who had a light salad, everyone had sliced bratwursts with sauerkraut, with an assortment of fresh baked bread, and a side of twice baked cheese and potato soup.
"Dig in everyone." Nel spoke gleefully as she took her place at the table.
This was probably the second time in the entire month Grimmjow had been home for dinner, and during dinner he kept glancing up at Ichigo who in return was glancing right back.
Sunday, then the kids all yours.
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Ichigo couldn't keep his mind off Grimmjow during dinner. He didn't expect the man to be there. But damn, he looked really good when he was dressed up. His hair was actually done instead of in a mess, his face was shaven, so his strong jaw was highlighted, and he even took the time to notice Grimmjow's eyelashes. They were blue too! Underneath his eyes were blue markings, that looked like eyeliner but Ichigo knew they were birth markings.
Blue was definitely Ichigo's favorite color now.
He bit into his bottom lip when he saw Grimmjow, glance over at him with a smirk on his lips.
Fuck why is he doing this to me?
"He misses ya King."
"Shiro?! Go away!"
"I'm not goin' anywhere King not 'til ya get yerself laid."
"You're gonna drive me insane you know that right?"
Shiro let out a creepy laugh that only Ichigo couldn't be creeped out by then responded, "Thas' not ma' probl'm."
Ichigo audibly scoffed, then chose to ignore the man in his head. He didn't notice that he was staring directly at Grimmjow the entire time he was talking to Shiro in his mind. Grimmjow stood up from the table, and announced, "Ichigo I need speak to ya in private, see me in the kitchen. Now."
Ichigo swallowed heavily, and felt everything in his body tense. He walked from the dining room, to the living room, and into the kitchen.
"What's up Grimm-" he was cut off when Grimmjow grabbed his ass and pulling him close, smashing their lips together. Ichigo practically melted in the males arms, not fighting back any. He let out a soft moan and rolled his hips hoping to receive more attention, then Grimmjow stepped back.
"Fuck I missed that." Grimmjow said in a hushed tone.
Ichigo wiped his mouth, tried to hide the blush stinging at his face. "Me too."
"I've gotta surprise for ya on Sunday, so be ready." Grimmjow smirked then pressed Ichigo to the wall adjacent to the kitchens double doors to kiss him deeply once again, and grabbed a greedy handful of Ichigo's now obvious erection. The pulled away and headed back into the dining room.
Ichigo breathed heavily and slinked down to the kitchen floor as Grimmjow left him alone. He needed Grimmjow at that point, it was ridiculous how aroused he got around him. He slipped his hand into his pants to adjust his boner into the waistband of his briefs so that it was no longer visible then he headed back to the dining room to finish his dinner.
"Toldja ya needed ta' get laid…" Shiro sneered.
"Go fuck yourself Shiro." Ichigo retorted.
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Saturday afternoon the Jaegerjacques' were hosting a barbeque, just to get all their friends together. Grimmjow manned the grill, while Nel got everyone the drinks they wanted.
Ichigo, Gunter, Rukia, Rangiku, Renji, Menoly and Menoly's tennis instructor Tier Harribel, all hung out near the lake.
Gunter, Renji and Ichigo left the other teenagers to check if the food was ready.
Grimmjow, Rukia's elder brother Byakuya, Renji's guardian and Rukia's sister Hisana, Rangiku's elder roommate Gin Ichimaru, and Nelliel were all conversing around the grill as the food finished cooking.
They were all completely oblivious to the teenage boys approaching them so they continued speaking freely.
"Nelliel, you sound homophobic." Grimmjow argued.
"I'm not homophobic, I just believe that Menoly would have an easier life if she wasn't you know one of them." She said casually.
"That's homophobic!" Grimmjow yelled out at her.
"I believe the world would be a much better place if those disgusting gays didn't exist." Hisana added.
Byakuya who seemed to be her lover nodded, and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Good point darling."
Grimmjow couldn't believe what he was hearing. He couldn't stand being around so much ignorance. He turned around to Ichigo, Gunter, and Renji. Ichigo out of all of them looked hurt, while Gunter and Renji looked rather angered.
He sighed, wishing he was able to comfort Ichigo. He didn't want to see him hurt.
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"Ichigo, don't worry about what Hisana said, she's an idiot." Renji tried comforting Ichigo as they returned to the lake.
"They're all fucking dumbasses fuck what they have to say Ichigo. If Menoly is a lesbian I guarantee they won't be talking as much shit as they are now." Gunter shouted out.
"Guys its fine, their entitled to their opinion." Ichigo sighed, he didn't even have his appetite anymore.
He looked over at Menoly who was paired up with Tier away from the other girls. He felt sort of bad for her. Even more he felt worst for Grimmjow.
If Grimmjow was gay, then how would he explain it to Nel? Even deeper than that, did what he did with Grimmjow make him a home wrecker?
It only made Ichigo feel lower.
If it wasn't for him Grimmjow wouldn't have been awakened to his homosexuality, and he wouldn't have been inclined to cheat.
What the fuck did I do?
Ichigo dove into the lake with all his clothes on, and began swimming. He didn't know how far he was going to go, or where he wanted to turn back. He just needed to escape. He needed to be freed from his thoughts. Gunter called out for him, but he ignored it.
Angry tears rolled down his face as he swam.
He kept going.
He had screwed up so much, just by making one stupid mistake.
He kept going.
He needed to escape from it all.
He kept going.
He couldn't live without Grimmjow.
He kept going.
He couldn't face what he had done to Gunter.
He kept going.
He couldn't live with the fact that Grimmjow would choose his family over himself.
Ichigo just kept swimming until he couldn't swim any longer. His means for escape was eventually going to become his escape from life.
"King! Dun do this! I caint give ya much'a my strength any more!" Shiro pleaded for Ichigo.
Ichigo ignored Shiro and kept swimming until his arms finally gave out. He slowly began to sink beneath the deep water. If he didn't drown then he was going to be carried off the waterfall due to the water's current.
I'm sorry Shiro. I'm sorry Grimmjow. I'm sorry Gunter. I'm sorry…everyone.
The last thing he was able to see was a blur of blue, and the call of his name.
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Ichigo was in his inner world once more. He called out for Shiro, but Shiro never came. Instead someone much more familiar and closer to home approached him.
"Ichigo." A sweet almost angelic voice rang in Ichigo's ears.
"M-mom?" Ichigo responded, and turned around to see his mother draped in beautiful white robes with a transparent halo over her head.
"Of course? Who were you expecting dear?" Masaki smiled warmly and wrapped her arms around Ichigo.
"What're you doing here?" Ichigo spoke softly and hugged her in return.
"I'm your mother, I've never left you." She responded while gently caressing the back of his head.
Ichigo couldn't help but begin crying, it was the first time he's seen his mother in years. He missed her dearly. He needed her love. He needed her guidance.
"M-mom! I screwed up! I screwed everything up!" He cried out to her, she simply did as any mother would do and comforted her son.
"No Ichigo you didn't. You fell in love with that man, and he loves you back. You didn't screw anything up sweetheart."
"I'm dead mom and I didn't even get to tell him how I felt."
"Ichigo look into my eyes."
Ichigo pulled away from his mother's shoulder, and wiped his eyes. He looked into her eyes and she smiled for him a final time.
"It's not your time yet Ichigo, don't be an idiot and try anything like this again you hear me?"
Ichigo didn't understand what she meant, but he nodded his head.
"Mom, I-I don't understand.."
"Goodbye son, don't forget that I'll always love you."
"Mom what do you-"
Ichigo was cut off when Masaki placed her hand over Ichigo's heart, and then she slowly started to fade away. He felt like his oxygen completely left his body, and he couldn't breathe.
Masaki had given her place as an angel, to give her son life. Shiro appeared in Masaki's place, then shoved Ichigo off the building they happened to be standing on.
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Ichigo began coughing wildly spitting up a bit of water he had swallowed, and began greedily gasping for air. He was on the ground once again, but he didn't understand how he got there. His eyes slowly parted open, and the first thing he saw was Grimmjow's eyes welled with concern.
"Ichi, are you alright?" He spoke in a panicked rush.
"Grimmjow?" Ichigo croaked.
"Yeah kid, it's me." Grimmjow smiled down at him.
"What happened, why are you all wet?"
"You swam too far out in the deep parts of the water, almost drowned. Gunter told me that you were swimming too far, and he got me. You were unresponsive after the few times I gave you mouth to mouth. Then I said something to you, and suddenly started coughing up water." Grimmjow explained slowly to Ichigo so he could follow along.
"You saved my life Grimmjow? Though I'm curious what did you say before I woke up?" Ichigo propped himself up on his elbows and looked up into Grimmjow's eyes.
"I said that I lov-" Grimmjow started, but was cut off from the gaggle of teenagers running over to the scene.
Ichigo looked past Grimmjow to see his friends coming up to see if he was okay. Ichigo didn't know what Grimmjow was going to say, he was still dazed from what happened.
"Ichigo! You fuckin' idiot! You can't swim that far out!" Gunter scolded Ichigo upon approaching him.
Ichigo smiled weakly and nodded in return. "Yeah, yeah I know that Gunter. I'm alright though."
The group of teenagers surrounded Ichigo and spoke to him. Ichigo didn't really want to talk to them, he wanted to talk to Grimmjow, but Grimmjow had already gotten up and left.
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Earlier…
"You're a fucking homophobe Nelliel what the hell is your problem? What the hell is all of your problems. You all need some fucking help." Grimmjow spoke out to all of them, in a bout of bottled up rage. He was sick and tired of the homophobic talk.
He heard Gunter call for him, it was faint, but he heard it. He went into the direction of where Gunter was, and then he heard it again.
"DAD! Ichigo! He swam to far out! He's going to drown!" Gunter yelled out, as Grimmjow made eye contact with him.
"Which way did he swim?" Grimmjow said calmly.
"Uh..south!"
"Shit he's headed for the waterfall I gotta catch him!" With that being said Grimmjow sped off in the direction of the waterfall. He knew he was faster than the current itself, as he often swam against it. He ran through the bushes and past the trees, so that he could make to the lake. He kept sprinting in the direction, until he saw spiked orange.
"ICHIGO!" He screamed out for the boy as he slowly sank into the water. He was only a few meters away from the waterfall, and if Grimmjow didn't act quick Ichigo would be at the bottom. He dove in, and began swimming in Ichigo's direction. Ichigo was deep under the water, and only a few feet away from the water fall. Grimmjow grabbed him and began swimming against the current. He made it to the side of the wide mouthed lake, where he sat Ichigo on the ground, then got out after him.
"Fuck! Please don't do this to me Ichigo!" Grimmjow pinched Ichigo's nose, and drew his head back to cause his teeth to part. He lowered himself and breathed his own breath into Ichigo and began pumping his hands underneath his ribcage in repetitions of ten.
"Ichigo please!" Grimmjow begged the comatose body. He tried giving the redhead mouth to mouth a second time, then a third. Ichigo wouldn't respond.
Grimmjow pressed his forehead to Ichigo's tears were streaming down his face. "Why would ya do this to me Ichigo? Y-ya come in my life and show me that even a guy like me can find happiness. Ya show me that I'm gay. Then the worst thing you could do is make me fall in love with ya. Then you fuckin' leave me?! Yes! I admit it! I'm not afraid anymore! I love you Ichi! I'd do anything, and everything just so ya could look me in the eyes one more time. I just want the chance to tell ya. I-I love ya…"
Grimmjow's heart hurt. He couldn't breath. He finally found love. He found himself. Now it was all gone.
*cough* *cough* *cough* was all Grimmjow heard after a few seconds. He brought his forehead up from Ichigo's and stared down at him.
Ichigo wasn't gone!
Grimmjow wanted to scream from the mountain tops. He wanted to hold the other man in his arms. But he settled for the one thing he asked for. He got to see Ichigo's eyes again, and that made his heart swell.
He tried to explain to Ichigo what he wanted to say, but he couldn't. He couldn't just yet. Gunter and his friends came to surround Ichigo and provide him with comfort. Grimmjow used this distraction to get away. Tomorrow. That would be the day he would tell Ichigo how he felt. That would be the day he admitted everything to his wife. That would be the day he came clean. He wasn't going to hide his feelings anymore. He wasn't afraid of what anyone thought. He loved the younger man with all his heart and he would give his entire fortune just to prove it.
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The evening past, and Ichigo slept peacefully. Shiro wanted to let his King rest after what happened because only he knew that the man truly deserved it.
When Ichigo decided to wake up, he got dressed and remembered two things. Gunter, Menoly, and Nel were going to Gunter's grandmother's house today, and Grimmjow had a surprise for him. Ichigo didn't know what it was, but he hoped it was something good.
He walked to the resort, which was only a few blocks away and got to work. His tasks for the day were cutting all the grass down exactly an inch, and making sure that there was no loose golf balls scattered around.
Ichigo began working according to what his boss wanted. He'd been working diligently for a while, the sun was beating down on him so he took off his shirt and slung it over his shoulder. He wiped the sweat from his brow and continued to cut the grass. When he finished cutting he leaned against the lawnmower to observe his work, then he felt a strong arm wrap around his waist.
He didn't resist, as he knew exactly who it was. No one smelled quite like Grimmjow did. He rested the back of his head on Grimmjow's chest and closed his eyes.
"Workin' hard or hardly workin'? Grimmjow finally spoke into Ichigo's ear.
Ichigo shuddered a bit then turned around to face his boss, with a sudden grin. "Whatever you want boss."
Grimmjow chuckled softly, then began walking into the staff building. Ichigo knew that only him and Gunter were assigned to manual labor today, so he wasn't exactly worried about anyone seeing them outside. The man who worked beneath Grimmjow took the day off, and left the assignments for Ichigo and the remaining staff to do in the staff room. Ichigo followed the older male into the building.
As soon as he stepped into the building Grimmjow grabbed the front of his pants and pulled him into a hard kiss. Ichigo whimpered a bit in surprise but wrapped his arms around Grimmjow's neck accepting the kiss. The kiss was short, sweet, and promising as it broke quickly.
"Ichigo we need to talk about yesterday." Grimmjow spoke in a semi-serious tone.
"Yeah, we really do Grimmjow." Ichigo responded.
"Lets go to my office, its more private." Grimmjow suggested.
Ichigo nodded his head, and went with Grimmjow to his office which was the entire second floor of the staff building. No one was allowed in without direct permission from Grimmjow himself.
Ichigo stepped into Grimmjow's office which had an amazing view of both the golf course, and the resort as a whole. Grimmjow picked up Ichigo and sat him on his desk. He stepped between legs, and let his hand rest on Ichigo's neck.
"Grimm, yesterday was no accident. I tried to drown myself." Ichigo felt as if he needed to get that off his chest before anything else. "I thought I was going to ruin your life, and then you'd leave me to stay with Nel. I thought you'd be better off without me. And I-" Ichigo began once again, but Grimmjow placed a finger to Ichigo's lips.
"Ichigo I love you, and tonight when Nelliel returns I'm going to tell her everything. I want to be with you for as long as I can. When I thought you were dead, my whole world started crashing down on me, and I realized what was important. I told you I loved you, then you woke up Ichigo. Don't ever scare me like that again Ichi. I can't handle it. I'm not strong enough." Grimmjow sighed as he opened up to Ichigo.
Did he just…
"Grimmjow are you serious? What I mean to say is, I love you too." Ichigo fumbled for the right words to say, and looked towards the ground.
"Ichigo, ya've been on my mind since the night we had sex. No, it wasn't even sex. I made love to ya. It was amazing, it was unforgettable, and I can't stop thinking about it. I can't stop thinking about you."
Ichigo looked up at Grimmjow and wrapped his arms around his neck. He pressed his forehead to Grimmjow's and spoke softly to him. "Would you make love to me right here in the office Grimmjow? Show me how much you truly love me." His voice was no louder than a whisper. He needed Grimmjow right then and now. Grimmjow's words seemed to fuel his undying desire that was only meant for him.
Grimmjow smirked and placed his hands on his lover's ass to pull him closer. "I thought you'd never ask." he replied.
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He leaned in catching Ichigo's mouth in what seemed to be a time stopping, breath-taking kiss. His lips slowly began to crush against Ichigo's as they parted and smacked against each other slowly. Grimmjow slipped his tongue into Ichigo's already parted lips to capture his taste he had been longing for-for what seemed to be forever.
When Grimmjow finally found Ichigo's tongue, they began a slow sultry dance. No one trying to claim dominance just yet. Grimmjow growled lowly when he felt Ichigo's tongue wrap around his own rather skillfully. It wasn't that Ichigo was a bad kisser before, there was just something about this kiss in particular. He got better at it.
The red-head tasted so good, and the sounds that escaped him made things so much better. Grimmjow grew more aggressive, and much more dominant as the kiss transpired. He wiped everything clear off his desk and pinned the young man to the solid wood. Grimmjow climbed over Ichigo, holding his wrists above his head so he couldn't resist. Ichigo seemed to be naturally submissive as he just went along with it, without even putting up a fight. Grimmjow broke the kiss, and went for his neck next. His mouth locked on the skin, and he greedily sucked on it. He didn't care if he were leaving marks, or bruises.
Ichigo was his.
It didn't matter anymore. As Grimmjow sucked tight on the skin and released it Ichigo fought at Grimmjow's hands on his wrists. Sweet, ample moans tore from the teens throat as he continued sucking at the tantalizing, tender flesh.
He broke the bonds of Ichigo's wrists, and stood up between his legs. He pulled off the tie of his shirt, and tied it around Ichigo's hands keeping them together. He wanted to try something on Ichigo that on he'd tried on Grimmjow.
Ichigo's erection was poking through his form fitting work jeans, which only seemed to pique Grimmjow's growing curiosity. He undid the button of Ichigo's pants and carefully pulled them down.
"No underwear Ichi? How bold." Grimmjow grinned and grabbed the shaft of Ichigo's cock. Unlike his own, Ichigo didn't have a foreskin at the head of his cock. Ichigo wasn't nearly as big as Grimmjow was, but he still had an impressive sized cock.
Grimmjow thought about how Ichigo started when he gave him head. He grabbed the shaft of Ichigo's cock holding it up right, then lapped his tongue over the tip. Ichigo arched his back off the desk and let out a wanting moan.
Something a bit salty, yet sweet dribbled from the slit on Ichigo's cock as Grimmjow lapped at the tip once more.
He eyed Ichigo's reactions carefully as he cautiously took the member into his mouth. He did as Ichigo did and kept his mouth wide as not to let his teeth touch, but let his tongue caress as much as it could when it was in his mouth.
He did as Ichigo would've done and began to slowly bob his head up and down. He knew why Ichigo did this to him twice before.
It was fun to have control over someone so intimately. Grimmjow listened closely as the teen moaned, whimpered, and mewled for more. The sounds went straight to his own cock, and the fabric of his designer dress pants were beginning to stretch due to his bulging erection.
Soon enough Grimmjow was quickly slurping down Ichigo's cock, and could even take it into his throat. Though when he tried taking the cock deep into his throat he quietly gagged. Whenever he gagged a rush of hot saliva would fall from his mouth and down Ichigo's cock to pool on a spot on Grimmjow's desk. It didn't make him uncomfortable, it made him want to try again.
Each time he tried deep throat Ichigo the teen would violently buck his hips and let out a throaty moan. When Grimmjow successfully took Ichigo into his throat without gagging, he experimentally swallowed against the hard organ. Ichigo wrapped his thighs around Grimmjow's neck holding him there, something warm hit the back of his throat. Grimmjow looked up at his lover who was arched up off his desk, mouth gaped open with loud sensual, screams of agonizingly, sweet pleasure roaring from his throat. Grimmjow could feel Ichigo's cock shooting the back of his throat with his warm seed. He went with it and graciously swallowed it.
Ichigo fell flat onto the desk and panted heavily in attempts to regain his breathing.
"Grimmjow. Please." Ichigo was practically begging, and Grimmjow loved it, though he wasn't quite ready to take the red-head just yet.
Grimmjow opened the top drawer of his desk and pulled out a small bottle. It was something called lube. He hadn't heard of it before, but it provided as a proper lubricant. Grimmjow couldn't risk hurting him again. He did his homework and decided to take things very slow.
He poured a decent amount of the lube onto his fingers and coated them evenly. He used his clean, hand to flip Ichigo onto his stomach. He was limp from the blowjob he just received so there was no harm in it. Grimmjow pressed his index finger into Ichigo's tight entrance, up until he was to his knuckle. He pulled the finger out, and slowly slid it back in. He rotated the index finger in circles, and wasn't surprised when Ichigo started moving along with him.
He pulled his finger out, but quickly replaced it with another. Now two fingers were repeating the same actions as before, though they were sliding in and out of Ichigo with much ease. When Grimmjow slipped the two fingers out and added in a third Ichigo began incoherently speaking. He moved the fingers slowly into Ichigo, until they were each in knuckle deep then he began feeling around for his special spot. According to Grimmjow's research it should've been right-
"There!Grim-Grimmjow there!" Ichigo moaned as his body practically melted onto Grimmjow's desk.
Grimmjow hooked his fingers into the spot he found and began kneading all three of his fingertips into it. Ichigo's hips raised from the desk proving that he was indeed ready for more; not to mention his cock was rock stiff once again.
"Inside me Grimmjow! Nn-A-ah! Do it please! I ca-can't wait anymore!" Ichigo stammered as he was lost in complete ecstasy. Grimmjow took his time when he slipped the fingers out of Ichigo's ass.
He unfastened his belt and let his pants fall to the ground; he knew what he had planned for the day so wearing anything underneath just wasn't an option.
He stepped out of them, along with his shoes and evenly coated his cock in the lubrication. He turned Ichigo onto his back again, and got between his legs as he stood up straight. He grabbed Ichigo's thighs, and pulled him to his end of the desk, and stared down into Ichigo's eyes. They weren't gold like last time, they were brown. They were a much darker brown like a rich piece of chocolate.
Grimmjow grabbed his cock and positioned it at Ichigo's hole, then slammed himself in. Now that he had properly prepared Ichigo, there was no need to take it slow.
He was ready to go.
Grimmjow growled when Ichigo tried to back up off his cock, and he grabbed the teens legs and held them up above his broad shoulders and began slamming into him.
He watched as Ichigo's eyes went from wide open to half lidded. His mouth closed significantly though it was still gaped open. His loud moans quieted to hypnotized whimpers. His cock was still hard, though the head was cherry red, and precum was leaking from it.
Grimmjow lowered Ichigo's legs, so they were at his thighs and sat him up. Ichigo sat up and maneuvered his bound arms around Grimmjow's neck. He picked the redhead up and pressed his naked form against the cool air conditioned window. His thrusts didn't let up in the least, in fact they seemed to get even faster and twice as hard.
The sound of skin smacking against each other echoed through out the big office. Ichigo snapped out of his pleasure induced trance, and began to milk Grimmjow's cock by moving his hips to take him in even deeper, and successfully crossing his legs around Grimmjow's lower back to hold him tight.
"Fuck Ichi, I don't know what you're doin' but don't fuckin' stop." Grimmjow groaned out as he continued bouncing Ichigo up with each powerful thrust.
Ichigo drew his head back against the cool window, baring his neck to Grimmjow again. Grimmjow took the opportunity to sink his teeth into the tender flesh of Ichigo's neck once again. When Grimmjow tasted the coppery taste of blood he thought that he had to stop, but Ichigo seemed to love it. He moved more wildly on Grimmjow's cock, and his moaning grew even louder.
"Hnn-touch me Grimmjow! I need it!" Ichigo was out of breath when he spoke, but Grimmjow understood how he felt.
He was glistening in sweat from the intensity of the situation, heavily panting himself from how much work he was doing on the teen, and he was already coming so close to the edge. He didn't want to release with his lover releasing with him. Grimmjow grabbed the shaft of Ichigo's cock and began quickly tugging it at; his thrusting matching with that of his hand.
Ichigo let out a rather hoarse cry within a few minutes as his cock shot out a stream of his hot white seed coating both of them. Grimmjow could feel Ichigo's release due to the constant clenching and releasing of his insides which seemed to milk his cock as he thrust in. Within seconds of Ichigo's release his breathing hitched and he exhaled heavily as he spilled his seed inside Ichigo. He trembled a bit from the force of his orgasm, but still stood strong with Ichigo in his arms.
"Fuck I missed you Ichigo." Grimmjow spoke, while breathing heavily.
"I missed you too Grimmjow." Ichigo swallowed; his voice raw and hoarse.
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The visit to her mother's house had been pretty anticlimactic. She chose to leave the kids there, and catch up with Grimmjow and Ichigo. Gunter explained to her that Ichigo was gay, and that the way she spoke really did hurt him. She wanted to make it up to him by apologizing.
She went to the house, and the men weren't there so she called Grimmjow's cell phone which got no answer. Nel figured that they were at the resort, probably playing golf so she headed there. When she went to park her car, she noticed Grimmjow's was there.
"Found ya." She giggled and stepped out of her car, locking it remotely.
She looked around the resort for her husband, and even for Ichigo but she couldn't find either of them.
None of the staff seemed to know either.
She headed to the staff building to see Grimmjow, and Ichigo talking from the wide window. She giggled once more, and decided to surprise them.
Rather than taking the stairs which is what Grimmjow preferred, she took the elevator.
*Ding* the elevator spoke as she finally made up to the second floor. She walked over to the door and reached for the knob, but stopped in her tracks when she heard…moaning?
She waited for a few more moments, and even pressed her ear to the door. She heard Ichigo say Grimmjow's name in a sultry, hypnotized mewl and that's when she stepped back.
Nelliel stood outside the door of her husbands office, and with each minute she stayed and listened she learned to regret it even more.
She didn't want to believe that her husband was fucking her sons best friend.
She couldn't believe it.
She wanted to give Grimmjow the benefit of the doubt.
Nel lowered her head, and a silent trail of tears streamed down her cheeks.
She couldn't even begin to come to terms with such things.
She walked back into the elevator and hit the button. When the elevator door closed she fell to her knees and began violently sobbing, and trembling.
Nel was having a panic attack.
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AN: I had to tug at the heartstrings. I kinda feel bad for Nel though. But eh, that's just me. What are you guy's thoughts on it? Criticism, comments, questions? Hit up the review box. I'm not sure what it is about this story in particular, but I've got quite a few PM's. I don't mind it at all, in fact I prefer it. I like when other writers, and fellow readers connect with me ^.^ so please feel free to message me if you want.
The story I alluded to was The Awakening by Kate Chopin. Its about a woman who has no sense of individuality. She's simply known as 'her husbands wife' or 'her children's mother'. She finds herself through art, music, swimming, and sex. I made the connections with Ichigo, Nelliel, Gunter, Menoly, and Grimmjow. Some are direct connections to The Awakening, and some are some that I found myself. I made the connections to give the story a much more deeper appeal. I won't tell you exactly what the characters representations are in my story, I'll let you as the reader decide that for yourselves. Tell me what you think the five characters represent. I'd love to hear what you guys think.
Oh, and Yomiuri Giants are a famous baseball club in Japan.