Time for some hot and exciting stuff ;) You all need a treat after what I've put ya through even if this one is short! xD That's why this is a double so please enjoy! (I'm not doing well needed revising for you guys )

He wasn't thinking straight. He had just found that his boyfriend was the one who had raped him and also the one who killed his mother. Of course he would be upset and not think rationally. Yeah – that's why I'm kissing my mentor Ichigo thought, as he pressed his lips to Grimmjows.

It wasn't anything like the kiss he and Shiro shared, and then again what was he expecting it to be like? Grimmjow was tense under his arms, frozen like a statue whilst Ichigo kept his lips firmly planted on his. Slowly, Grimmjow wrapped his arms around Ichigo's waist and started kissing back making relief wash over Ichigo. Maybe he wanted this so he could forget about Shiro? That was the reason, he convinced himself, that was making him act and respond like this.

He gasped slightly as Grimmjow parted his lips with his tongue, delving into Ichigo's dark cavern and wasting no time in exploring it. Ichigo knew this was selfish and evil of him. Once he was done he was sure he would push Grimmjow away and forget this ever happened. He wasn't stupid; he knew Grimmjow had feelings for him - maybe that was why he was using him knowing that the blunette would more than willingly participate. That didn't stop the fact that he was beginning to feel aroused.

A wanton moan escaped his lips, making Grimmjow growl deep in his throat at the delicious sound. Harshly, Ichigo tugged on blue locks demanding the kiss to be deeper and to pull him closer – Grimmjow was still debating whether or not this was a good idea. Taking up on his offer seemed to win out as he began trailing kisses all over his neck stopping to give a territorial bite when he got to the jugular area. Ichigo closed his eyes as Grimmjow's hands traced small, meaningless shapes at his hips, his fingers occasionally slipping past his waistband. The damn fucker was teasing with him!

This time it was Ichigo's turn to growl and before Grimmjow could say 'what the fuck', he had pushed him up against the wall and started kneeing the hard bulge in his pants making the blunette groan. Lips crashed into his violently effectively stopping his ministrations before Grimmjow pulled him into the house making Ichigo realise that they were still stood in the doorway. He didn't have long to ponder the idea when arms wrapped around his waist and lifted him up.

"Wh-what are you doing?"

"Shut up," he replied, slapping his ass and quietening the blushing berry.

It didn't take long to reach one of the rooms in the massive house, mainly because Grimmjow had been practically jogging looking for one. Grimmjow closed the door behind him before plopping Ichigo down onto the satin sheets, making him bounce slightly. Ichigo looked up through lust-filled eyes as the blunette climbed towards him on his hands and knees like an animal. Before long, Grimmjow was resting on his forearms, which were either side of the berry's head, and had initiated another deep kiss.

Ichigo moaned, his back arching searching for the body above him. The blunette had taken his top off so Ichigo was now pressing up on a perfectly sculpted body radiating heat. Whilst Grimmjow continued exploring, Ichigo did a little exploring of his own, letting his hands trial over his well defined muscles. Nails raked down his back, leaving angry red marks in its wake as Grimmjow moved down and captured one of his nipples in his mouth. Ichigo writhed around underneath as Grimmjow continued his torture, his hands travelling further and further until . . .

"Ichi," Grimmjow sighed, rubbing a tear that had sprung free.

Ichigo gazed up at him through blurry eyes trying his best not to whimper. "I-i'm sorry," he whispered. "I can't . . . ,"

Grimmjow smiled slightly and bent down to kiss his forehead before collapsing next to him and gathering him in his arms. "I know – you don't have to be sorry,"

Reluctantly Ichigo wrapped his arms around the blunette's waist, his shoulders shaking slightly. "Why did he do it?" he asked.

"He didn't mean to do -,"

"Yes he did. But that's not the question I asked,"

Grimmjow sighed. "There are a lot of things he regrets, and that was one of those. Let's just say he never used to be the same person he is now,"

"But-!"

"Ichi - it's best if you talk to him yourself. Do you trust me?" he asked, staring into his eyes.

"Yes,"

"Then trust me when I say he regrets it and he would never hurt you again,"

Ichigo nodded before snuggling closer to him, well aware that the more he relied on Grimmjow for these things the worse he was going to feel when things went wrong. Just as sleep was about to claim him a ringing aroused him. Grimmjow rolled over slightly to retrieve the annoying device and opened up the text he had just received before sighing. "You ready to talk to him?"

Ichigo took a shaky breath before nodding. "Good," Grimmjow said. "Because he wants to see you,"

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