Hello my wonderful readers! XD Have I got a treat for you! Well... I tried to make a treat for you. We'll just have to see how it turns out. If you go to my profile and scroll down, you'll find links to the pictures of the dolls I've made, the ones I'm planning on making, and those I'm still contemplating. =) I know a lot of you were interested in seeing them. Just so you know, Ukitake is almost done. I just have to do some embroidery on his captain's jacket (hopefully that works out well) and give him hair. I also have the pieces to Mew and Dratini finished, so they're listed as 'Coming Soon' as well.
As for writing... yeah... I've been stuck on writing Asylum, so I haven't been working on my fics. I tried yesterday, but it was late and I can't talk on the phone while writing. My brain isn't that smart, I have to focus on one or the other. I would've focused on the fics, but I was talking to my boyfriend. I know, I know... What the hell's wrong with me T^T I'm going to write a bit more on Asylum today and hopefully work on my fics later on.
Shiro: She's lyin'! I know it! She's gonna get stuck on writin' her book an' ferget all 'bout the fics! DX
Vae: *sighs and shakes head* Don't you have someone to molest or something? =(
Shiro: ... Oh yeah! Thanks fer remindin' me! Gin! XD
Gin: *standing outside across street* Koi! Time ta play? =3
Shiro: Hell yeah!
Shiro and Gin: *struggling to get inside Gin's place without making out on street*
Ichi: *walks in confused* ... I thought I just saw...
Vae: *holds up hand to silence him* You did. I couldn't think of any other way to get him out of my hair.
Ichi: ... Fair enough.
Chapter 7
Grimmjow is sleeping soundly after the sudden stop, but Ichigo can't find rest. He's been lying beside the other, staring at the ceiling, for hours now. He's worried about everyone. He heard the ruckus from the other cabins, but he worried they were harmed. He and Grimmjow were lucky they weren't. The larger man hums in his sleep and snuggles closer to Ichigo, calming his lover with his presence.
"Mm… what are you doing awake?" he asks.
"I'm worried."
"You're always worried, go back to sleep."
"What if someone's hurt?" Ichigo frowns.
"Sex bunny, if someone's hurt Sebastian can take care of them. Trust me, I know the man well. Do you have any idea how many injuries he's patched up for me? He's like… a super butler or something," Grimmjow remarks.
Ichigo laughs, leaning closer to kiss Grimmjow's lips in thanks. He feels a bit better knowing Sebastian can handle things. He moves to straddle Grimmjow's hips, lying along his front to kiss his chin. Grimmjow grins, running his hands along Ichigo's ass before massaging the globes. The orange head moans quietly, nuzzling the other's neck.
"We should get some sleep," Grimmjow whispers. "No telling what we'll be facing when the sun rises."
Ichigo groans at the reminder, returning to his place at Grimmjow's side. He still can't sleep. Grimmjow hugs him close, holding him like a teddy bear as he dozes off again. The rain is still pouring outside, making Ichigo feel like shit since he can't sleep through his memories. After only a few minutes, he can't stand it anymore. He shakes Grimmjow awake.
"What?" Grimmjow frowns sleepily.
"I can't sleep," Ichigo sighs. "Help me."
"… You want me to knock you out?"
"No, dumbass, I want you to have sex with me."
"Normally, I'd be more than willing to pound that sweet ass into any flat surface available… but you do realize who's gonna be bursting through that door the minute the sun shows its face, right?"
A vision of Shiro bursting in just as he and Grimmjow reach their climax flashes in Ichigo's mind, the orange head groaning in irritation. Locks would never keep Shiro out, not when he's panicked. Ichigo weighs the pros and cons, but he's tired and he needs sleep… so sex wins. Ichigo cups Grimmjow's member and massages it into hardness. The larger man moans in appreciation, spreading his legs so Ichigo can lie between them.
The orange headed male pushes the blankets back to the end of the bed, tugging at Grimmjow's pants until they reveal his generous shaft. Ichigo licks his lips at the sight, leaning down and taking it into his mouth. Grimmjow moans at the heat around his member, digging his fingers in vibrant locks.
"Oh, yeah," Grimmjow breathes out shakily. "That's it, baby, suck my cock."
Ichigo hollows his cheeks, going down on the thick member in his mouth. He runs his tongue along the underside, pulling back and drawing his hot tongue around the tip before taking it back in his mouth. Grimmjow's breathing picks up as he watches Ichigo's head bob in his lap. Amber eyes soaked in lust glance up at him, almost pushing him over the edge.
"Mm… Swallow it," he murmurs.
Ichigo does as told, relaxing his throat and swallowing the thick cock. Grimmjow lets out a throaty moan, tightening his grip on Ichigo's hair almost painfully. Without warning, he thrusts into Ichigo throat. The other does his best to keep from gagging as Grimmjow pushes himself deeper, guiding Ichigo's head on his cock forcibly. Before he comes undone, the other has the mind to pull his lover away. He doesn't want to cum inside his mouth; he wants that ass of his.
Grimmjow pulls Ichigo toward him, locking the lips harshly as he rolls them over. He doesn't even think about what he's doing, letting his body do as it pleases. Ichigo is too far gone as well; he doesn't care if it hurts he just wants release. Grimmjow pushes Ichigo's legs apart, ignoring his straining erection, and slams his girth inside hard. Ichigo's breath is caught at the sudden intrusion, but his prostate was hit in that blow and he's immediately lost in the swell of pleasure.
"Oh god, Grimm!" Ichigo sighs huskily.
"Mm… who's my little bitch?"
"… Are fucking serious?" Ichigo scowls. "That's enough to kill any moment!"
"You thought the dirty talk was hot when you went down on my cock," Grimmjow points out. "Just admit it, you've got a kink."
Ichigo growls in irritation, but inhales sharply when he's thrust into a second time harshly. He can't help it; this man drives him into a feral heat. He digs his nails into Grimmjow's back and moans wantonly, rocking back onto the shaft impaling him.
"Is that what you want?" Grimmjow purrs. "Do you want me to fuck you nice and hard?"
"Oh, fuck yes!" Ichigo groans. "Fuck me, please, I want it!"
"Then you have to give me what I want," he grins slyly. "Who's my little bitch?"
Ichigo frowns and rocks back again, hoping to just ride the man from beneath him. Grimmjow pulls away, though, refusing his lover what he wants. He doesn't want to answer such stupid questions, but he really wants Grimmjow to screw him.
"If you tell anyone about this, I'll fucking kill you!" Ichigo hisses.
"Understood! What happens in the bedroom stays in the bedroom," Grimmjow grins. "Now… who's my little bitch?"
"… I am," Ichigo mutters.
"That doesn't sound too convincing, let's try it again."
Grimmjow pulls out and slams back in, his fingers gripping Ichigo's hair tightly. A couple more thrusts and Ichigo is losing it, his pupils are so dilated they've eaten up all the amber in his eyes. He's wound so tightly, it's almost painful. He tries hard to roll them, to take the top and bounce on that thick cock, but Grimmjow keeps Ichigo pinned.
"Who's my little bitch?" he asks while he keeps his thrusts shallow and light.
"Ah… mm," Ichigo whines in panic. "I am! I'm… ah… your little b-bitch! God, please… hah… f-fuck me, Grimm!"
"That's better!" he grins with a powerful thrust of his hips.
"Oh yes!" Ichigo moans whorishly. "Yes! Ah… ah… hah… Mm, Grimm! Fuck! Ah… s-so good… mm, yes… fuck me… do it hard!"
Grimmjow can feel his balls tighten, begging for release just at the sound of those beautiful moans. He shifts to get a bit better leverage, and then goes to town on the body beneath him. He hammers Ichigo's ass eagerly, the sweat upon their skin slickening their bodies. His member is weeping, making the process of fucking his lover even easier. Ichigo screams when he finally breaks, painting their stomachs and chests in his fluids. Grimmjow moans loudly when those walls tighten on his aching dick, shoving himself into Ichigo roughly to cum. His copious fluids fill the other, relief painting Grimmjow's expression as he breathes a sigh on content. Ichigo is snoozing away beneath Grimmjow, finally able to sleep without trouble.
"That'll never get old," Grimmjow grins. "Such a damn good fuck."
He sighs happily and holds Ichigo close to his body. The orange haired male practically purrs in his sleep, hugging Grimmjow's waist happily. The larger man thinks about cleaning them up, but decides to just go back to sleep. He pulls the blanket back over them, closing his eyes and dozing off.
The morning wakes Ichigo with pounding on his door. Shiro is on the other side, no doubt. Gin can be heard speaking to the other, attempting to calm him, and Ichigo is about to throttle his annoying twin. Then last night flows back to the forefront of his mind. With a gasp, Ichigo crawls over Grimmjow and slides down the ladder to the floor. He pulls on some boxers he found on the floor… likely Grimmjow's from last night, as they're a bit large on him… and the man's shirt. When he opens the door, Shiro is stilled and can do nothing but stare at his baby twin… dressed in the clothes of someone else.
"… Ya weren' fuckin' last night when the train stopped, were ya?" he questions in suspicion. "'Cause that would fuckin' hurt if ya fell outta bed and onta Grimm's monstrous cock."
"First of all, no I wasn't and even if I was that's no business of yours," Ichigo sputters in embarrassment. "Secondly, how the fuck would you know anything about the size of Grimmjow's cock?"
"… He ain't 'xactly shy 'bout whippin' it out, ya know," Shiro smirks. "'Sides, we play strip poker a lot an' he ain't a card shark like ya are!"
Ichigo sighs in annoyance, slamming the door in Shiro's face. The things he has to put up with when it comes to his brother. Shiro hollers on the other side of the door, but he doesn't open it and that tells Ichigo he's happy the other is okay. He and Gin will soon wander off. Ichigo stretches and yawns, heading back to the bed to wake Grimmjow. They need a shower, but Ichigo won't take one unless Grimmjow's at least sitting on the sink while he washes up.
"Grimm, time to wake up," he calls.
He climbs the ladder, smacking the other's ass firmly. Grimmjow groans and peeks open an eye to see Ichigo's grinning face. Normally he'd be pissed at getting woken, yet that face makes it all worthwhile. He smiles sleepily and slowly gets himself out of bed. Ichigo waits until he's on the floor and then pulls him into the bathroom.
"You sit here and I'll wash up while you wake," Ichigo comments. "Don't leave, though, okay?"
"How about I just join you in the shower?" Grimmjow wonders with a suggestive smirk.
"No way, you made me say I'm your bitch last night," the smaller male scolds. "You need to be punished for that, so no showering together."
The blue haired man groans, but he looks far from punished. He sits on the sink and watches Ichigo strip out of his clothes, licking his lips at the sight of that lithe body. When he sees the mess between Ichigo's legs, he can't help but grin feral in remembrance. The things he's done to that body. Ichigo hopes in the shower and turns on the hot water, gasping in shock when cold water washes over him.
"What the hell?" he whines. "That's freezing!"
"Are you okay?" Grimmjow asks.
"The water isn't heating up!"
He washes quickly and leaps out of the shower, curling into Grimmjow's arms in search of heat. He gasps at the feeling of cold upon Ichigo's skin, quickly wrapping him in a towel and retreating to the shower.
"No! Not yet, I'm freezing!" Ichigo whines.
"And I'm still a mess from last night," Grimmjow points out. "You'll just have to take another shower if you cuddle against me now."
Ichigo whines and tries huddling into the towel, but it's not as warm as Grimmjow's skin. When the other gets out of the cold shower, Ichigo immediately jumps back into his arms. Grimmjow laughs loudly, wrapping the towel over them both in order to get a bit of heat between them. He carries Ichigo out of the small room, almost stumbling as he opens the door. There's a flash of light from the door, the two stilling as they hear the click of it shutting once more.
"… Did that seriously just happen?" Ichigo murmurs.
"Unfortunately, yes," Grimmjow sighs in exasperation.
He sets Ichigo on the bed and digs through their bags to find some clothes. The orange head dries off, accepting the clothes given him before dressing. He's done before Grimmjow, heading out against his lover's better judgment. He's curious as to who's bothering them; almost hoping he'll come across the stalker.
Ichigo steps into the hall, shutting the door behind him. He catches movement at the end away from the salon car, the door to the other coach car. Without thinking, Ichigo heads that way and steps through the portal to the other coach car. A door shuts near the end, enticing the orange head to follow. He can't help it; he needs to know who's stalking him. Just as he's about to open the door, the one behind him opens and he's yanking in. A pillow case is placed over his head, his hands tied behind his back before he's knocked to the floor.
"Wh-what's going on?" Ichigo stammers nervously. "Who are you? What do you want from me?"
"You're going to answer a few questions for me," a voice distorted by a voice changer states. "What are you to Grimmjow?"
"Let me go, damn it!" Ichigo shouts. "I have nothing to tell you!"
A foot slams into his stomach, the orange head gasping in pain. He curls in on himself, trying his best to protect himself from the blows he can't see. He forces himself not to cry, not wanting to seem weak to his attacker.
"What are you to Grimmjow? Why does he treat you so highly?" they ask. "How long do you expect to last with him?"
"I won't tell you anything!" Ichigo snaps. "If you knew anything about me, you'd know that much! Do your homework on your own!"
"… I've gotten quite a few incriminating photos on this trip. You and Grimmjow sleeping next to one another, you in the shower, the two of your having sex, and even going at it between the doors to the cars. I wonder how the world will see you when I post them all over the web and sell them to the magazines… telling them you're his paid whore."
"You wouldn't," Ichigo whispers.
There's no answer, but the writer knows it's the truth. Whoever this person is will ruin Ichigo's life without much prompting. The orange head grits his teeth, wondering if he should worry more about his loyalty to Grimmjow or his own reputation. Rumors can be poison in the world of fame. The questions seem innocent enough, something any interview would have, but he's afraid this person wants them for a less than justified purpose.
... I'm seriously hating my laptop right now. Once again it's had problems loading the page and erased my note =( Anyway... For those of you that missed my chapter 5 post that went all the way to chapter 9, you're in for a treat. For those that didn't and are still rereading the chapters, you're freaking awesome! It really makes me think you're honestly huge fans of my work ^^; As for 'Asylum of the Damned', I've reached chapter 18; page 156! I'm not sure if I posted the chapter where she's (Ichigo) investigating around the asylum, but if I haven't you're gonna love it! I rewrote that part to make it a bit better and I think it turned out really well =) I just may convert a few chapters from original to fanfic for you all today =D I know a lot of you aren't reading it because of the genderbender =( i don't enjoy them either, but I really need the constructive criticism... I think I only have 1 or 2 people helping me out with that. I'm also fairly certain I will NEVER do this again. I thought it would help, but it's just a headache for me. By the way, Rune (Ichigo) is now spending more time with Thane (Grimmjow). I know a lot of people have been complaining Grimm hasn't been in the fic yet.
Grimm: There's no sex, though =(
Ichi: Our first meeting wasn't exactly a good one. Why the hell would I let an asshole like you fuck me under those circumstances? =(
Grimm: ... Why'd you let me fuck you in Naturalist without knowing me? =3
Ichi: ... Touche. You win this fight, Grimm, but I WILL win the war!
Grimm: I'll be waiting eagerly for that war! Fighting with you always gets me hot, so it's a win-win for me! =3
Ichi: *facepalm*