Hello peeps, this isn't a massive chapter, just establishing a few things before getting into it so i hope it goes down alright.

Trying to get back to my old writing habits of nightly updates. Thanks to my reviewer for 17, Clarit. So glad i made you happy continuing this.

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Chapter 18

Lilynette wasn't present at the table that night but Grimmjow was delighted when the boy came into the house as they hadn't planned on seeing each other that night. Grimmjow got the pleasure of cuddling up with Ichigo to watch a film in his room, the smaller boy lying on him as he lay back on the pillows. Ichigo was between his legs with his back pressed against Grimmjow's front, Grimmjow's long arms clasped around Ichigo's middle and Ichigo's hands resting on top of them. Grimmjow had planned on keeping the grasp innocent but the feeling of his sinfully sexy boyfriend between his legs was just too much and he started exploring the body, starting out slyly but eventually just blatantly groping his lover, Ichigo's arms pushed up so they were behind Grimmjow's head and Grimmjow using his own long legs to part Ichigo's, holding them spread while his hands roamed, one rolling the nipple piercing between the finger and thumb and the other hand tucked underneath the waistband of the tight jeans, stroking the soft fuzz on the balls, keeping that touch gentle to drive the boy nuts.

"This is a bit evil, I can't even touch you." Ichigo turned his head, pressing his mouth against Grimmjow's thick neck, licking a strip up behind his ear after speaking.

"Yeah I know, I just wanted you at my mercy. You just feel too good against me."

"I don't know if I've got the energy to reciprocate." Ichigo really fancied a rough session right now but he was still hurting from his exercising earlier.

"Does that mean I get to do anything I want to you then?" Grimmjow grabbed the half erection under his hand, squeezing it tight and running his thumb over the tip, feeling it getting firmer under his hand.

"Couldn't stop you, even if I wanted to." Ichigo felt his jeans getting pushed down, Grimmjow now realising he'd basically been given the go ahead and Ichigo was pushed onto his hands and knees, his head drooping down till it almost touched the bed in front of him.

Grimmjow looked at the display in front of him, a growl leaving his throat at the perfect little pucker facing him. He ran his fingers over it gently, loving it quivering under his touch and he pressed a wet, open mouthed kiss on his left ass cheek, nibbling the soft skin there before taking a plunge. He flicked his tongue over the ring of muscle, feeling it flinch away from the new sensation. Grimmjow had wondered about trying this before, Nnoitra had talked about it, both before Grimmjow came out and afterwards saying it got his partners screaming and you just had to get over the idea of what your were actually doing and just enjoy it. Grimmjow didn't have Nnoitra's extra-long tongue but he gave it his best, teasing the entrance at first by circling it with a pointed end before flattening his tongue out and lapping at it. He speared the tight hole, flicking the tip of his tongue around and just feeling the shudders from the man under him. He started using a finger then, the longer digit reaching further in but he continued to tickle and tease round his finger, loving the mewls from his lover. He rubbed his other hand over Ichigo's lower back, soothing him as he started using two fingers roughly. Ichigo's cock was swaying heavily between his legs as he moved with Grimmjow's thrusts and he was moaning almost constantly now, quiet enough to not worry about the other occupants of the house.

"I sincerely hope you are going to fuck me after this."

"I thought you were too sore and tired."

"Grimmjow!"

Grimmjow just smirked and unbuckled his belt, sliding his trousers down and drawing himself up behind the flushed man, pulling his full erection free and rubbing it along Ichigo's ass, the other pushing back as he tried to get some stimulation. Grimmjow held the base, angling himself before breaching the tight ring, Ichigo smothering his gasps as the large organ impaled him. Inch by inch Grimmjow moved slowly as Ichigo's tight walls enveloped him, the man under him every bit as tight as he always was. Once he felt Ichigo's cheeks against his groin he paused for a moment, the pulse from his dick beating in time with the throb around it. Ichigo whined out, pulling forward before thumping back, jolting Grimmjow into movement, the larger male taking the hint and pulled his hips back, cocking them forward with force and hitting the perfect point inside the man under him, if the noise was anything to go by. It wasn't a long session between them due to Grimmjow's new foreplay method and their knowledge that they weren't alone in the house but they found completion in each other's bodies and collapsed together, Grimmjow having wrapped his arms around his lover and held him against his body as he dropped to the side. Ichigo held onto the arms around him, wincing as his abused muscles resented the extra punishment but glad for the session none the less.

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Grimmjow sat in the waiting room of the Xcution offices, aimlessly flicking through one of the magazines on offer on the large black glass table in the centre of the square of comfy chairs. Ichigo had let him come along on penalty of no sex if he embarrassed the orange haired boy in any way and he was currently in the head honcho's office, leaving his body guard to wait. Ichigo had introduced Grimmjow to the other man, each looking the other over. Grimmjow didn't like the look of the man; he was probably just taller than himself, definitely heavier set but didn't look fat. His hair was so slicked back it looked shiny and he spent too long holding Ichigo's hand after shaking it. Grimmjow was still frowning as the pair went into the man's office, Ichigo sending a quick disapproving glare of his own at his boyfriend.

They were in for too long, in Grimmjow's opinion but the door finally opened and Ichigo was smiling widely, walking out just in front of the other man, sending a warm smile towards his boyfriend. One the one hand Grimmjow was happy the meeting had gone well, he did want his lover happy, but on the other hand, which was currently clenched into fist, the guy was checking out his boyfriend's ass.

"Hey Grimm, Ginjo's got me a job already. Another music video, isn't that great?" Ichigo walked right up to him, lacing his fingers with Grimmjow's automatically as he stood at his side. Grimmjow settled his shoulders, meeting the gaze of the third man in the room evenly, trying to contain his active distrust of the man.

"That's great. Anyone I know?"

"Classified at the moment, pop music is all I can tell you. I'll send over the documents via email and you can store them yourself. We'll keep the paper copies here alright? You still need to provide us with bank details so we can pay you for any work you do but other than that I think you are sorted for now. I'll be speaking to you soon alright." Ginjo shook Ichigo's hand again and again hesitated over dropping it before nodding to Grimmjow and retreating back into his office, leaving the couple in the waiting room to make their own way out.

"I didn't think it would be that easy. I can't believe it actually. It's going to be great though."

Grimmjow wished he could be as optimistic.

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"I don't trust them." Grimmjow played with the end of his straw, his best friend opposite him raising an eyebrow at the long repeated complaint. Ichigo had been working for Xcution for three months now, the four of them having started their courses to similar success and the orange haired boy having worked on one music video and three nights on stage supporting a live music act as a backing dancer for a fairly big concert. So far nothing dodgy had come out of his association with them but Grimmjow still didn't like it, he was just learning to keep those thoughts to himself.

"Yeah, you've mentioned it about a million times recently. You don't trust them, you don't like the boss. Yet your little love muffin has been raking in the dough, loving his part time job and jumping on you frequently. What the fuck is there to complain about?"

"You've not seen the way that guy looks at Ichigo, he wants him and I don't want Ichigo getting hurt again." Grimmjow avoided looking anywhere but at his drink, knowing he was acting like a broken record.

"I take it you've missed the looks the kid gets by just breathing? It's not just his new boss that looks at him like that, the kid is a stunner and I certainly wouldn't say no if he was offered up to me on a plate. Just remember he loves you, for some reason and I think if someone else tried to make him do something he didn't want to he'd rip him a new one."

Grimmjow nodded, not really agreeing but seeing that he wasn't getting anywhere with this argument he knew better than to continue. They were sitting in a little booth near the dance floor of Revolution, Ichigo and Shinji out on the floor enjoying themselves while their boyfriends watched their belongings and drinks. Grimmjow scanned for his lover, spotting him easily due to his easily recognisable hair colouring and the usual space other dancers gave him. His hair was actually covered by his fedora; just the long back over his collar visible and he held the hat in place as he spun on his heel, Grimmjow making out a small half smile on his face under the brim of the hat, making Grimmjow copying, Nnoitra rolling his eyes at the fluffiness.

The boys came back to the table at the end of the current song, Ichigo remaining standing while he grabbed his water and chugged some down, one hand on his hip, half supporting a stitch as he regained his breath. He wasn't drinking at that point, still determined to get back into peak shape and was pushing himself to silly extremes, something that Grimmjow didn't like but was fairly happy to indulge him in carnal exercise.

Ichigo was about to say something when he turned away, Grimmjow seeing someone catch his arm and draw him away. The tall blue haired man stood, frown on his face only deepening as he saw who was speaking to him, Ichigo talking animatedly to Ginjo and a strange tall black haired man dressed in a white shirt with thin braces holding up his dark trousers. Ichigo was looking happy enough and that made him sit down, knowing he'd only get bitched at for interfering but he kept glancing round.

"What's up Blue? You're dancing about like you need a piss." Shinji didn't look at him as he took a drink, he was pretty sure he knew what was up with the larger male.

"I don't like that guy, and not he's talking to him outside work? I don't understand it." Grimmjow cut off as Ichigo came back to the table, huge smile on his face.

"Guess what, I've got another gig, and I'm going to help choreograph it too!" Ichigo banged the table in his excitement.

"Brilliant Ichi, what's the gig?" Shinji seemed to be the only one excited by the news at first.

"It's another music video, lower budget and not as big a deal as the other ones but it'll give me a starting point. What do you think Grimm?"

Nnoitra and Shinji looked over at him, both of them knowing full well the other wouldn't be happy but wondering how he'd deal with the latest news. "That's fantastic; you'll do a great job love. Who was the other guy?"

"He's the producer for the artist, he's got a few rising stars who are trying to break out so if I do a good job I'll possibly get those too."

Grimmjow smiled, trying to make it seem as genuine as possible and it seemed to work, or at least he thought it had till he glanced at his best friend, Nnoitra's look calling bullshit but he ignored him, pulling Ichigo closer to him.

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One video for Tsukishima turned into three, the tall man from the club that night loving Ichigo's work, the boy not only performing in the videos but after arranging the first one, he'd been given free range on the other two, making them into his own creations with the director and the artist. Ichigo had been involved in meetings for the concept of the videos before he worked the moves in and even recruited the dancers for the last one, choosing people from lists and photos before narrowing them down by quick auditions. He hated telling some peoples no, him having had a recent bad experience when hearing it but there wasn't a lot he could do with it when he had twenty bodies and needed eight. He had to work with one of Xcution's own dancers, Riruka Dokugamine, a young female dancer with long pink hair and a poor attitude due to Ginjo putting in a personal request to get the girl involved and she seemed to take an instant dislike to the orange haired man, sneering when he corrected her and rolling her eyes as he went over the next parts.

He bit his tongue at first, taking the silent abuse but eventually he just lost it, telling the girl she could either do the moves as is or piss off; he could do without her attitude. She ran her tongue round her top teeth before shrugging, completing the rehearsal with no further issues.

Ichigo was packing up his belongings to nip out and grab something to eat on a break when the girl approached him.

"Oi, Shiba, you got a minute."

Ichigo turned, a mild frown on his face from the tone in the girl's voice. "Yeah, what's up?"

"Sorry about earlier, you just seemed a bit young to be telling us what to do. I've been told I have an 'attitude problem' so I'm sorry if I annoyed you. In my opinion I don't have a problem with my attitude but that's just semantics. Your routine's not bad by the way." The girl wandered off after that, not waiting around for any reply and Ichigo walked round to the deli around the corner from the studio and grabbed himself a sandwich before returning for the dress rehearsal with the artist before they started to record the actual video.

The rest of the night went off without a hitch, the artist shaking his hand at the end of it for his work and the girl giving him a lift home as well as part of her apology.

"Shiba, a quick note before you get in too deep, take it any way you want. You're at university right? Got a future all waiting for you? Just be careful with what you agree to with Ginjo alright? I know you don't know me but if you ever need anything just give me a call alright. You've got my number yeah?"

Ichigo replied he had, and thanked her for the advice even if he didn't quite understand it and he walked up the internal stairs to his house door, slipping the key in quietly as he entered. He put his keys and wallet on the table opposite the door and pushed his trainers off his feet. He took a quick shower to wash off the sweat and body oil before snuggling into his bed, backing up to spoon in front of his large lover, Grimmjow's arms pulling him close, the bigger man burying his face between his shoulder blades. Ichigo just smiled, drifting off to sleep in his embrace.

Yeah i know it's short, having to establish some plot points and characters. Please review. Bonus question for my reviewers - Grimm's getting a tattoo soon, what do you think he should get and where?