Bottoms Up (A GrimmxIchi for Mana-Kun)
 

Tension and pressure. Such things led Ichigo to the newly opened club that sat right on the edge of downtown Karakura. The place didn't seem like the fanciest nor most recognized hotspot in town, with it's shrouded alleyways and flickering neon signs, which appeared to shut down or dim completely on certain occasions. A few punks could be seen conversing amongst themselves on the path corners, and the sporadic scratching of tires on cement echoed through the streets. Nevertheless, it was a respectable hangout for youths like Ichigo to come and experience.

Fortunately, he had managed to creep out of his clinic without being detected. It had been nightfall then, and windows burned scarlet in the now setting sun. Ichigo almost immediately made his way down to the club, skidding to a sudden half in front of the door. There, sure enough, stood a man at a height of about 6'2, with bright blue hair, inhospitable blue eyes, and and intimidating glare.

Dammit, he was hoping for an easy entry.

Blue hair, blue eye, blue undershirt, black blazer, black dress pants, brightly colored belt, black dress shoes, blue socks, and the sexy bright neon blue boxers. Grimmjow was set for another day of work at the local club, which was good for him, as he preferred to have his days to himself, and sleep in. But again he hated having to go to work like mostly any other person on the planet. He hated coming into contact with the ugly people, the loud and stupid ones, the ones who like to bribe him, but none of those really worked on him at all. All he cared about was getting his money to pay his rent. After just moving here a six months ago, hes behind a months worth of rent, so its either work over time or lose a living environment.

Grimmjow slowly brushed his hair how he wanted it and headed down to work rather early so he could stop all those who tried to sneak in through the allies or what ever means possible. It was also a good thing Grimmjow knew everyone who worked their and everyone who were V.I.P so it made everything that much easier for him to track down everyone who wanted in to the exclusive club.

Grimmjow made it and checked in on time and stood outside the door as people came. He allowed a few people in the others he threw them out because they simply annoyed the fuck out of him espically that Rangiku girl. She may have been hot as hell, but man she never shut the fuck up. Soon Grimmjow came to lock eyes with a red head, a fucking hot one at that. He smiled as the male made it up he denied everyone else that came up to him. But he decided hed let the orange haired man by becuase he was hot. “Just hurry your hot ass up before I change my mind.”

Ichigo raised a brow as people disappointedly, and angrily, slowly began to depart, making the line grow shorter and shorter. He poked his head out of the line only to see that blue-haired man reject individuals for reasons unknown. Sure you had to look decent to enter a club, but these people weren't all that bad looking. Ichigo straightened out as the line gradually decreased, hoping he had any luck. This guy was strict. He'd surely send anyone not accustomed to his taste straight home. Looked like a complete prick ontop of that... No way he could be allowed to send people away so easily. It made the teen frown as he finally stepped up in line, looking up at the bouncer in determination, and slight displeasure. There wasn't much he could do other than rely on possible acceptance. He stood somewhat startled at the man's comment, but fortunate to be admitted inside the club. Ichigo pushed the other's rather... blunt comment aside, taking a deep breath to ignore an oncoming wave of heat to his face, not thinking much of it, and passed to swing open the doors to enter.

He made it. Looking over his shoulder at the doors swing shut, Ichigo narrowed his eyes. Unbelievable... To cancel out those thoughts, he turned back around to take a look at the club. Nice. Music thumped loudly in one's ears, and a whole shitload of people were dancing along to the beat on a lit dance floor, stained lights playing the walls and floor. There was also a bar, racks holding all kinds of alcoholic drinks. A few were drunk, sitting on high chairs and babbling on about things gibberish to any listening women. Ichigo chuckled to himself, and decided that for tonight, he'd settle for a drink or two. He wasn't feeling all to energetic. Maybe, just maybe he'd join in on the dance floor once they hit a good song.

He leisurely approached the bar, and took a seat in a vacant high chair. Gesturing over the bar tender, he politely asked for a mixed drink containing only mild alcohol. He had no intention of getting wasted tonight. He hadn't in ages, but it was mostly because the headaches he'd get the following morning were like going through hell.

Grimmjow looked at the orange headed male as he walked by. Man he had a nice fucking ass. It made him so fucking hot, he wanted to grab this boys hot ass but ya know, he was stuck on door duty. He hated door duty. He could be doing something more fun and productive. He could be beating the shit out of some drunk, throwing someone out, or get off on some whores face. But for today he was glued on the orange headed hot assed male that he let in. He could get fired for letting the orange haired male in, but danm he was too hot to pass up. Who gives a danm about your job when your horny as fuck, like really, people these days.

Grimmjow soon switched off with a coworker named Kenpachi. They didn’t really get along the best but again, this asshole had just as much fun as he did. He walked through the rows of people, shoving and grabbing, pulling and pushing. Soon his eye found the orange haired male again. His mouth watered every so slightly as he wanted this male as his bitch for the night. That and he seemed a little lost, like really who goes to a club alone if they wanna fuck right? He growled before approaching the orange haired man and placing his hands on the males hips and harshly pulling him closer.

“Hey babe.” classical pick up line, but it was more like he already owned this man. He didnt care if other people saw him with a man around here, besides this bar welcomed everyone, as it was a new type of bar for more of the bisexual people, and homosexual friendly. “Your hot ya know.”

Ichigo downed about half of his beverage, taking the time in between to observe some of the guests here. He rested his chin on the palm of his hand, and allowed his eyes to follow one person after another, viewing and, as much as he tried to refrain from doing so, judged. They all had a certain charm to them, none of them were particularly ugly, which brought the topic back to that bouncer. Ichigo wasn't gonna lie to himself, he had looks, but by no means was he hot... was he? He grimaced, and memorized what had happened. He thought he saw Rangiku bounding off after being prohibited to enter, or had it been some other strawberry-blond woman? The bastard even refused her entry. Sure she was annoying and loud, but she was only looking for a good time, same as many other people the tall male had just sent away. For some reason, Ichigo couldn't help but scrunch his nose in annoyance every time he thought of the other. It angered him, why, he didn't exactly know himself. The blue-haired man just had an atmosphere hanging about him that simply frustrated Ichigo.

Whatever. Ichigo downed the rest of his drink and set the glass down gently, allowing his eyes to gradually flutter to a close, listening to anonymous conversations and the background music. Everything seemed a blur, yet to some degree, almost soothing. It was nice to get away from the everyday stress, especially now that his classes kicked it up a notch the second semester. His head would've exploded by now hadn't he snuck out of the house every so often during all the heaps of work to go off on his own. Ichigo clearly wasn't looking to get into a chat, so he folded his arms on the bar counter and buried his head into his arms, yawning quietly. He swore he heard the grunting of a few people in the background, pushed and shoved.

Ichigo ended up opening one of his eyes as he heard someone take a seat next to him, refusing to lift his head and look at the person. However, he ended up having no choice. Ichigo drew in a sharp breath as he felt hands on his hips, and gasped as he was insensitively pulled closer to whoever had the nerve to approach him so crudely. The orange-haired teen almost flew off the chair, using his hands to clutch onto the front of the man's blazer for support. Catching glimpse of who it actually was, Ichigo shoved himself away, stumbling back with a growl. "What the hell? Fuck off, bas--" Luckily he caught himself, and began cursing under his breath. He didn't want the other to throw him out for public offense. Speaking of which... why wasn't this ass at his post? He narrowed his eyes, and in a slightly nicer tone, said, "Don't touch me."

Grimmjow smirked as the male almost lost his mind. This was going to be a fun fucking night if he was gonna play hard to get. He loved being the hunter running after his prey, and this kid was giving him what he wanted to play with. Grimmjow laughed to himself, he knew the kid was hot, but not this fucking hot. He grinned brightly as he was nearly swore at, his laugh wasnt really a quiet one, it was more loud and rather dark. Grimmy smiled at the boy.

“What the hell? Fucking really? You waging your ass around and you fucking single, that's what the hell.” he fixed his blazer, but ended up unbuttoning it in a few places and giving himself some rather nice swag. His bright blue undershirt showed rather well, it also outlined his toned body. The blue haired man laughed yet again as his arm wrapped around the males waist and purred. “ I cant with a hot bod like that. I'd like to fuck that ass.” his tongue trailed up the back of the males neck towards his ear. “How about we take it back to my place and we have some fucking fun.”

Ichigo cringed as he heard the other laugh a rather daunting laugh, taking a step or two back. His looks alone were nerve-racking, and he'd rather not see him enraged. Amazing how that bouncer hasn't gotten fired yet. Ichigo bet that he wasn't the only one the man would approach so directly. He took nothing the other said seriously, hell, he was barely even listening. All Ichigo wanted was to be left alone, to continue relaxing and do what he came here for in the first place. But no, this prick shows up and ruins the only night in a while that he had to himself. "Urgh..." he groaned, and turned on his heels to walk the other way, heading for a loud, chattering crowd in hopes of throwing the other off and make him lose interest.

But Ichigo halted and froze as he, yet again, felt that heavy hand on his body, this time pressuring his waist. He felt the hair on the back of his neck stand on edge, and he quickly pulled away without making eye contact with the other. "How would you know I'm single?" Ichigo argued crossly, although he knew full well that it was true. Hey, anything to get that guy away from him. The guy was talking about wanting to fuck him when they didn't even know each others names. Like hell that was gonna happen. "Go jerk yourself off, bastard," he retorted, and pushed himself past the blue-haired male, towards the door. There was no point hanging around if a club worker was gonna pester him.

Grimmjow snickered to himself. This kid was being such a stuck up bitch. He never met someone at this bar who was so uptight as him. Obviously this kid was just in denial or some shit because he to girly to be strait. Like holy shit, he bitched like a chick, he might as well be one. Now that he thought about it, he'd make a fucking hot ass fucking whore too. Not that he’d complain, he’d have boy or girl orange haired kid in his bed any day. He actually laughed at himself as he was just thinking of all the things he was going to do to this boy when he had the chance, but it wasn’t charging in his direction yet. As he felt the male push away from him again he gave a rather hard glare.

The blue haired male wasn’t done yet, but he was getting pissed at the uptightness of the male. He growled before hearing the male trying to some how treat him like a stalker, which he was not- well maybe. It depends if he wanted a fucking or something else, which in this case would be much easier. Grimmjow lets his nostrils flare, “You dont smell like woman, or of mixed musk.” he said sternly as he looked at his watch. “well would you look at that, its much fucking break.” he chuckled before looking at the orange haired kid and licking his lips. “ With you watching?! Sure fucking thing strawberry.” he chuckled as he pulled the male back to him, this time letting the front of their bodies rub together.

His grip was tight and almost unable to escape in anyway. Te only way out was down, and it would be to grimmjows pleasure. “ Comon, ill show you the best fucking time of your life. Trust me youll fucking love it strawberry.” Grimmjow purred to the boy as he gently began to grind to the music. He liked the nickname strawberry it had a nice ring to it, and it also felt like it fit. Maybe if he was lucky he'd be able to fuck a virgin, a nice fucking tight one at that.

Perhaps Ichigo was being a little too bitchy about the whole situation. He had no idea what made him so angry, nor what nerve the other hit to make him flip his shit like this. Yeah the taller male was blunt and crude, but whatever, some people just couldn't be helped. He was a two-faced dick, ya couldn't help it. Maybe it was the fact that he was mistaken for a gay. The teen did complain a lot, like some almost never satisfied blond chick, but by no means was he as flamboyant as a homosexual. It made Ichigo's eye twitch just thinking about it. He looked down at himself, examining his body. Black t-shirt with a white long sleeve pulled underneath, some pretty normal denim jeans with a white belt laced between its loops and shoes that had the look of nikes, gray, white and black designs along with a solid red check running along the side. Nothing gay to it. So why was this guy so persistent? It bothered him.

He listened to the other talk as he walked away, raising a brow at the very first saying. Was that supposed to be a compliment? He didn't smell like a woman, nor like musk. Good. Ichigo couldn't stand smelling like either. The teen rolled his eyes at the latter however, and clenched his teeth, yelping as he was pulled back suddenly. It was awkward and felt uncanny being pressed up against another male like that, yet as much as Ichigo tried to break free, the others grip was far too firm. "There's no way I'd watch something like that," he spat, just about ready to let his fist meet the others face if he weren't in that tight grip. Ichigo tried to calm his voice, hoping that the male would eventually let go. His eyes widened at the nickname, and he silently swore under his breath. Great, he basically knew his name now. He was used to friends and family calling him strawberry, not this ass.

"I'm not gay, so quit trying! And stop calling me that... It's Ichigo." He never had intercourse before, least of all with a man. So to be completely honest with himself, there was a slight hint of fear. Maybe it was this fear that caused him to be so protective. He drew in a sharp breath as he felt his body grind against the others, squeezing his eyes shut in an attempt to relax. "No." It was that simple. "I'm not gonna do this." Ichigo made sure not to let their eyes meet, staring instead at the others bright blue undershirt, which now revealed part of his chest. A shiver ran down his spine, and he felt a huge urge to wrestle the other until he eventually broke free. Yet something kept him glued to the spot. It was his lack of confidence most likely, a knowing that he wouldn't be able to get away anyway.

Grimmjow gave a deep stare at the boy who was playing right into his palm. He had a bitchy hot ass teen in his arms, what the fuck could go wrong now. He was surely going to get this kids pants off and fuck him endlessly for the rest of the night. Their was going to be no doubt about that. It pleased him to know that he had succeeded in his own personal goal for the night. Which was to fuck a bitch at least somewhere. The best part was that he could get away with it to being the bouncer their to. The best thing about working at this club was that Aizen, his boss, didn’t give two shits about what he did, as long as he kick the shit out of people when they acted up so they wouldn’t have law problems. And of course this meant he could fuck anyone that walked through the door, including little Strawberry here.

He gently licked his lips as he managed to enrage the smaller boy more than he expected from the comment. He expected a simple, fuck off, or a whatever, but that worked to, just adding more shots to the shotgun. His grin went from small to down right rape face. The blue haired male tightened his grip, but yet not hard enough he’d hurt the small figure, just hard enough to keep him under control. Blue eyes travelled down the Strawberry looking him over yet again, he seemed so pissed of at him, but it was so fucking hot and cute he didn’t give two shits if he was to be punched, he wouldn’t give up on this one at all. If only their was a way to keep this around longer than a one night stand. “You shouldn’t lie to yourself Strawberry.” he grinned with a laugh.

“Naw, I like Strawberry, it sounds hot, so I'll call you Strawberry.” his face showed no signs of falter. Nothing really bothered him at all, besides the bitchyness of him. He was like a never ending nagging mother, stop that, my is this, and blah blah blah. Its not like he really gave two shits about the bitchyness it was getting on his nerves though. The blue eyes made a quick note of how bashful the kid was getting, but yet he was still being a stubborn piss bag. What made Grimmjow raise a brow was teh fact the kid wasn’t fighting this, he just stared at his chest and spoke some random words that made him feel like shit. Well damn, it wasn’t his fault that he was horny from looking at him, fucking teenager is making him confused now.

“Fuck! Don’t fucking talk like that if you are not gay! Im gonna do it anyways, and you’ll like it because I can guarantee it’ll fucking feel good because its me doing it! Just calm the fuck down and loosen the fuck up! Your so fucking uptight and act like a goddamn woman! No wander people probably think your gay. Jesus you piss me off! But because I like you, I'm not gonna stop until I fuck your ass numb!” Grimmjow snapped as he scratched the back of his head before gently grinding the boy to the music. First step, make the kid fall in love, or make him horny, both work.

Ichigo knew this man's motive. It made his head spin, his thoughts in a hazy mess. He just couldn't afford to stick around here and continue allowing himself to be pestered by this horny bouncer. He figured that it had been a huge mistake coming to this club, alone at that. Maybe he should've just stayed at home and finished his work like a good student. Now he was harassed, and on top of that would probably receive and f for his unfinished essay. This night was turning out to be a real thrill. A real damn thrill. Ichigo inclined his head to look up into those icy blue eyes, narrowing his own searchingly, with a hint of apprehension. The other really seemed to be enjoying this, which pissed him off to an even further extent, if that was even possible.

The teen inhaled slightly as he felt the others grip around him tighten, feeling his face heat up at the others expression. Now he was shooting him a fucken rape-face? This bastard was downright scary. Ichigo clenched his teeth and averted his gaze to look at anything but the man's eyes. He literally began to shake with anger, and slight impatience, as the guy began "insulting" him again. "I'm not lying, dammit!" He knew that even a direct punch to the face wouldn't phase him, and that he'd keep on going at it. Really stubborn he was. Just like himself, actually. Except that their goals were slightly different.

Urgh, this was frustrating. He couldn't do shit in this brute's arms. He wriggled and and tried to twist but absolutely nothing seemed to work. He couldn't really gather all of his strength for one forceful jerk either, twisted in this awkward position. Ichigo looked up at the blue-haired man as he began to yell suddenly, causing the teen to shrink back, blinking in surprise. He liked him, and they met like 10 minutes ago? He pressed his forehead to the others chest and frowned, closing his eyes. If nothing else would work, he'd have to give it a try. "I said NO." Ichigo couldn't put up with this. His arms were out of the question, so instead, he lifted a knee up to connect with the others crotch. He didn't intend to damage anything.. he only did it hard enough to make it hurt, and cause the man loosen his grip on him in order for him to finally wrestle free. "It's not gonna be me, so go try your luck elsewhere," Ichigo added sternly, stepping back cautiously. He waited for the others reaction. Waiting in hopes that he carried his message across, getting it into that thick skull of his.

Grimmjow grumbled under his breath. It saddened him the the kid didn’t even show a sign of being horny or anything of the sort. Believe it or not, Ichigo was the only kid that actually resisted him. Everyone else always gave in after he locked them in his arms. Grimmjow wasn’t to pleased with himself. He could have dressed better or something, maybe even put on some cologne. The blue haired man have a rather large frown to his face as the male detested him in every way possible. It also pissed him off mentally because he couldn’t understand why.

“You fucking are!” Grimmjow held the boy more firmly as he wiggled around His eye closed in anger as he decided to ditch the gentle approach and held him as tight as possible, so much that it would hurt the smaller male. The feeling Grimmjow had was mostly anger as he looked down at the male. He was hot, and he wasn’t gonna let Strawberry pass him by. It was rare to find a hot red head walking around, so he had enough luck finding one, but turning one would be a damnation. His face twisted in anger as his hands grabbed the males sides as tightly as possible. “ Dont kid around with me asshole!!! I'm fine with a one night stand, and I wont bother you again!” he snapped loudly.

“WELL I SAID YE-” Grimmjow snapped loudly before being cut off by sheer pain in his crotch. He quickly fell to the ground in pain. Fuck it stung like a bitch, well actually it was a bitch because the bitch did make it sting. The blue haired man cupped his crotch hoping to help relieve the pain but it never did. Grimmjow slowly stood up wincing in pain. “Ill fucking try my luck with you. So now I'm not gonna hold back on you anymore because of that. I'm gonna make it so everyone can watch us!” he snapped before quickly pinning ichigo against a corner making it so he couldn’t escape. “You can suck it at my place, or I could force you to suck my cock right here and now.” Grimmjow growled as he unbuttoned his pants.

"If all you want is a one night stand, then it wouldn't matter who you fucked! All I can tell you is that it won't be me!" he growled angrily, yelling back in the exact same tone. Ichigo winced as he was pressed with his back to the wall, pulse increasing rapidly. At first, he stared up at the man in slight alarm, but his look quickly hardened. He felt like spitting in the others face, but he kept himself in check to avoid any further, much harsher conflict. He could tell that the man was already pissed, Ichigo didn't feel like angering him any further. He found it difficult to stare straight into those overwhelming blue eyes for too long, so Ichigo jerked his head away, scrunching his nose. "I just..." Ichigo struggled for the right words, racking his brain. Damn, there was nothing believable enough that he could say that'd make the other back off. He was stuck. "Just.. let me go." It was straightforward, and he honestly didn't expect the taller male's cooperation. It was worth a try though. "Let me go, and we'll talk," he answered, hoping it'd convince him.

Ichigo froze, and his heart stopped. His eyes widened as he looked down at the man unbuttoning his pants, and then back up at the crowd in shock. There was no way in hell that he'd be humiliated in front of a whole club. "N-No... No!" his voice cracked as he watched the other. "Stop!" Ichigo immediately moved forward to push the guy backwards, tugging his hands away from his zipper. "Please, don't.. I-I'll go back to your place!" he called loudly, but of course it was an obvious lie. As soon as he set foot outside of the club, he'd race his ass home. "Not here.." he whispered softly, and allowed his head to droop. God, this was embarrassing.

But he had to go along with it. Maybe it was best to try and fool the other, until he was confident enough to let his guard down. Maybe it was best to accompany him back home... that way, he could figure out how to break free along the way. Tch. Hopefully this guy is as dumb as he looks, Ichigo thought to himself, though he knew that this time, he really was lying to himself. the other wasn't bad looking, not at all. But, it was a civil guy to guy sort of thought... Ichigo tried his best to loosen up, and finally managed to look back up into the others eyes. He struggled to relax, but eventually achieved, giving the opposing male his softest look.

Grimmjow grumbled under his breath. He really didn’t want to resort to more forceful rough sex, but when words failed to introduce nicer more prolonged sex, his body came in causing more rough, short sex. He preferred short sex, as the pleasure lasted longer, while in rough sex, sure it was more pleasurable but it didn’t last long because of it. The blue male let his eyes glance at the shorter one. “Do you fucking see another fucking hot red head around here that has a hot ass like you?!” The lips spat out words that were true for tonight, correction, the whole time hes been working here. “Just fucking let you go. No. No. No. You fucking ow me asshole. I could kick your ass, and charge you for assault!” His voice had spoke way over the music, but good thing for both of them, the corner they were in were behind the speakers were only one angle could see them.

Grimmjow just unbuttons his pants, showing the waist line of his bright blue boxers. He smiled as his fingers locked with the zipper and pulled down exposing the bright blue boxers for what they were. It was obvious that a large creature lived there before his zipper was stopped. “Good you see things my way.” He smirked before listening to the male as he zippered up his zipper again, but kept it unbuttoned, just because he didn’t want to be fully restricted tonight, he was hard enough as it was, so he let the air get to it, giving it some freedom. Grimmjow looked down at the male softly, “That's good, I just want it to be us anyways.” he grinned before untucking his undershirt and pulling it out, so it actually didn’t outline his body anymore, meaning it wasn’t as tight.

Grimmjow knew this smaller one was unwilling to do anything, he wasn’t that stupid. Sure he quit school after 8th grade, but he had reasons besides his suspensions, but that was a tail for another day. Grimmjow looked down at the male, finally locking eyes with him. The blue haired one let a small blush free, it was cute, and charming at that. “S-stop that!” he growled rather softly at him. The blue eye glanced down at the males hand and grabbing it. “Y-you can take my hand, or I can hold your ass, or I can carry you.” He gave the boy more choice, but it wasn’t like he cared which one, he was fucking a hot red head tonight, and that's all he really cared about. Grimmjow started to walk through the crowd of people holding Ichigo's hand and lead him outside. Soon he stared walking down the street with, right beside the club. He seemed to be protective around this area, so his grip got tighter.

Ichigo's eyes widened, and he immediately shrunk back against the wall, teetering on the edge of speech. He didn't know what to say... He'd rather not get his ass beat and then end up getting in trouble for it. No way. Maybe he should just take what's coming to him, as painful as it sounded. He let his eyes wander about the club, investigating people individually. No, not too many red heads... But there were plenty of other good looking people. Plenty of girls. He then looked back up at the bouncer, blushing in embarrassment as the man's voice boomed over the music. Fortunately they were blocked by enough objects not to be seen. "O-Owe you...?" Ichigo wanted to punch him right between the eyes. Charge him for assault when the guy's been told to leave him alone numerous times?! He had it coming. He deserved that kick to his crotch.

The teen allowed his eyes to travel down the taller male's body, stopping at his zipper. Was he... hard? Ichigo swallowed, and swore he saw an outline, a bulge protrude through the others dress pants. It had been even more visible just before he zipped up his zipper. It was... bi-- Ichigo shook his head, and squeezed his eyes shut, canceling out any more unwanted thoughts. How he longed to be in his bed right now. He was exhausted, he had drained himself. All that yelling had been strenuous. He figured that maybe he shouldn't have reacted like such a bitch.

Ichigo snickered lightly under his breath in response to the others reaction. Seeing such a tough lug blush was quite a sight. Sort of attractive really.. On their way out, Ichigo accidentally bumped into quite a few people, stumbling every so often, and almost faceplanting onto the concrete as he was dragged off the curb and across the street, growling after the bouncer. "Slow down!" He wanted to pull his hand free, but just as he decided to do so the man's grip tightened, causing him to flinch. "What're you...?" Ichigo blinked and looked about the streets. The club music grew quieter, and so did its pounding. He hadn't been around wherever this guy was dragging him before. It was dark, and flickering streetlights only added to the eerie feeling. The teen quickened his pace to catch up, and hesitantly clutched onto the others arm. "Where do you live...?"

Grimmjow mumbled under his breath. He knew this street wasn’t a good one to go to his apartment, but it was a short cut, otherwise it would have taken him an hour to get back and to work everyday. The entrancing eye looked at Ichigo to make sure he was ok to a certain point that he wasn’t bleeding. He personally didn’t like this street at all. It was dangerous, barely any lights, if anything it was almost a red light district. So there were druggies, killers rapists almost anything you could think of. However, he was scary enough to deal with anyone who approached him, he had to be, he was a bouncer after all. Grimmjow squeezed Ichigos hands tighter as they passed through a rather infamous ally way.

The large blue haired male let his eyes travel to Ichigo with more serious look. “Hang onto my hand, or else you wont be going to any bed.” he said as he yanked Ichigo closer as he passed some shady looking characters, who seemed to be dealing drugs. They started following them. Grimmjow gave a quick jerk to Ichigo pulled him to his side. He let an arm hook with Ichigos, “ Do not look back or something with go wrong, ok?” he spoke softly into Ichigo's ear. Surely he was being much much more protective then ever that night, he was always cautious around this street. At least his house wasn’t to far away. It was best at that, it was a good thing he also lived in a school area, so cops normally made their rounds.

“Beside the HighSchool. This is the quickest way home, but its not very safe. So say by my side until we get there.” Grimmjow blushed every so slightly as he bent over and kissed the males forehead. Why the fuck was he being so caring to this one, he was just some hot piece of ass he got for the night. Like a really hot piece of ass, but why did he care so fucking much for a hot piece of ass. Did he not want to share or lose it or something? He couldnt really understand. But luckily soon they came out onto the street of the highschool and sighed, but he kept his arm hooked.

Ichigo kept close, just as instructed. He had no idea what was making him so clingy, but he didn't like it one bit. This street was dark, ominous. It's not like he was scared. Not at all, in fact. He just felt a lot warmer, sharing the heat of their bodies whilst walking through this almost deserted, cool alley way. Ichigo intently watched the path before him, deciding to keep his mouth shut as he felt himself press even closer. He let out a small sigh, and quickly caught himself just before looking over his shoulder. "Why not?" he questioned moodily. Ichigo knew better than to challenge the man though, and ended up listening after all, trying to ignore the following footsteps. Luckily the men that were following them eventually fell back into the shadows. Ichigo looked back cautiously, raising a brow. What the hell was wrong with this alley? How could anyone live anywhere near it? Luckily the other lived right next to the high school. He half expected him to actually reside within the ghetto, as cruel as it sounded.

The teen let his eyes flutter closed as he felt Grimmjow's warm lips press to his forehead. The gesture was so simple, yet it made his heart throb. He blinked, surprised at this man's, and his own reaction. He roughly jerked his arms free. Scowling, he walked on ahead, following his instincts. Next to the high school? They were almost there. Ichigo hadn't even noticed that they were out of the alley. Luckily he hadn't pulled free before that. "I can walk on my own, thanks." He appreciated the care, to some extent, but he wouldn't allow himself to be babied.

Ichigo rolled up his white long sleeve undershirt to reveal his watch. It was getting late.. Good thing his dad was an idiot. He could make up some stupid lie and his dad would wholeheartedly believe him. The only one who'd probably grow suspicious was Karin, but he didn't wanna worry about that just yet. Soon, he passed an apartment, followed by a few houses. He turned back to look at Grimmjow. "This place?"

Grimmjow smiled softly as the male shook off away from him. He watched the male walk on ahead, of course his jaw dropped. His bright blue eyes light up as he watched the boys strut walk off in front of him. It complemented the males ass so much it made him nearly run up and tackle him to the ground, but it didn’t happen. He just liked watching the red head flick his ass around. And the way he was snuggled closer to him earlier made him rather warm inside, or at least that’s the only way he could explain it. The blue haired giant, really couldn’t understand the feeling to its fullest, but he liked it at least. He knew he wanted this hot red head in his bed for sure, and no regrets. Sometimes he'd regret even talking to some people and fucking them later.

Grimmow soon grinned sped up and walked beside Ichigo, “But I don’t want cha' getting stabbed. The streets are dangerous at night ya know.” he smiled before looking around. He was about 2 minutes form his apartment. Soon Ichigo spoke up again causing him to chuckle. “Yep, common Ill show you around.” Grimmjow lived in duplex. Half of the building was his and the other was someone else's, but currently it was empty so he could make as much noise as he pleased. He unlocked the door and entered. The male took off his shoes revealing the bright blue socks, also removing the blazer, showing his bright blue undershirt.

The blue haired male locked his door as Ichigo entered, like he always did. The rooms were small, overly small. But everything in it was expensive looking and rather tidy and clean. Grimmjow looked at him laughing as he walked to his kitchen. “Strawberry do you want a pepsi or something?” he blushed lightly as he dug through his refrigerator moving things to get out a letter of pepsi and 2 glasses pouring himself one, before walking back to the living room and turning on the tv. He was gonna fuck him, but right now he needed to relax and get into the mood again. “ummm.......what do you.....wanna.....watch?” Grimmjow blushed turning the channels.

Ichigo scowled once more, and looked back up at Grimmjow as he finally caught up. "I can also take care of myself," he answered, sighing deeply. The guy started to sound like an overcaring dad now. Ichigo lingered on the porch for a while, looking up at the house. It was so much bigger, and neater, than he expected it to be, especially once he stepped inside. It was nice, he had to admit. Really nice. The teen followed Grimmjow inside, looking about, examining everything. Ichigo had no idea what to look at first, and had a strong urge to go exploring. As much as he "disliked" this man though, he didn't want to be rude, so instead he went to sit down on the couch, leaning back tiredly. "Uhh, no thanks. I don't drink soda," Ichigo said, staring at the tv screen. He glanced at Grimmjow from the corners of his eyes, and noticed his tint. Well, so even he took on some color every once in a while. "Can't believe you're a bouncer," he muttered, looking away. "You blush more than Orihime." The teen chuckled at this, and cupped a palm over his mouth. It was sorta cute though, nonetheless.

"Hmmm." He tilted his head. "You know, I still don't know your name, dumbass. Or should I just call you kool aid?" Ichigo said with a gesture to his own hair, clearly indicating Grimmjow's. Judging by his blunt way of getting him here, Ichigo might as well make himself at home. He threw his legs up on the table and lifted his chin back, so that his head rested on the header of the couch. Maybe he was just doing it to actually be inconsiderate, who knew? "You can watch, I don't really mind." He didn't care, nor did he really know why he was here in the first place. His eyelids were growing heavy, but he managed to fight his sleep.

"Do you... mind if I stay over, just for tonight? I'll sleep on the couch." After all of the bitching he did, he now asked for a place to stay. Bit of shitty to be demanding something like this now, especially since he began regretting his actions. But he was too tired to care about any of it right now. He just wanted an answer. If it was to be a clear "No,", which he honestly thought would be the case, he'd just have to take that hour walk back home.

Grimmjow mumbled under his breath This kid was so quiet, by now from his previous actions he would have thought he'd be running for the door and dashing home. It actually surprised him that it didn’t happen yet, also was surprised by the fact that the kid didn’t drink soda. He didn’t believe the kid, what teen aged boy didn’t drink soda. Grimmjow knew he was distrusted by the male, but that was expected, why shouldn’t he, after all Grimmjow played the nice black mail card. “You just think I drugged it.” He sighed softly. “Ill even drink some to show you.” he took a drink out of both glasses of soda, showing no signs of drugs hidden inside them. He then gave a rather pissed off face. “Im not like no fucking female bitch!” he snapped. He knew who Orihime was, she was pretty common at the club followed by Rangiku.

The blue eyes glared at the male. He just became pissed and turned on, all at the same time. “Get your fucking legs off the table! Its brand fucking new!!!” his voice boomed as he touched the males legs, picking them up and sliding them on his lap. He had a very light tint yet again. He allowed his palm to rest on his cheek as he averted the red heads eyes and went back to watching tv. His hands gently rubbing the males legs. Soon the male questioned his name, he fucking forgot to tell him, fucking great, holy fuck. “ Kool aid? Fucking really? Best thing you can come up with Strawberry! Anyways.... Its Grimmjow.” he smiled brightly. Kool Aid what a stupid nickname.

Grimmjow looked at the male with a blush. He was asking to stay the night, it wasn’t like he was gonna turn him down or anything, he just wasnt expecting a question like that to pop up to him. “Are you stupid?! I brought you here, so you can sleep with me in my bed. Besides this couch is too small for you.” he sighed before looking at the male. He leaned forward and kissed the males lips letting his hands rub the males inner thigh smoothly. The blue haired male gently climbed on top of the red head and let his body straddle him.

Ichigo raised a brow, and shook his palms in front of his face. "Oh, no no. I just don't drink soda," he answered truthfully, nodding. "I'm just not a big fan." It made him chuckle, and honestly he felt kinda bad. He was more of a coffee kind of guy, as weird and unbelievable as that sounded. Grimmjow's next outburst caused his chuckle to turn into a laugh. "Oh, so now you're sexist too?" he teased. It was fun just annoying the other, and he needed a good laugh. Ichigo never laughed much anyway, so this sorta made up for it. "You take things too seriously." Ironic, really. He was one to talk. Letting his gaze wander about the room again, the door was easily reached. Ichigo frowned to himself, and then secretly looked back at the blue haired male. He sighed.

"Ugh!" Ichigo yelped as his feet were yanked, and he nearly went off the side of the couch. "Bastard!" Crossing his arms to look the other way, Ichigo felt a light blush coming on himself. He made no attempt to pull his feet away, and instead followed Grimmjow's gaze to look up at the tv screen. The other's tint, however, didn't go unnoticed. "Like Orihime," he chimed, grinning to himself. His whole body shivered at the others touch, it was soothing, and as much as he wanted to deny it he started groaning ever so slightly. "Yes, it was the first thing that came to mind." He clenched his teeth as Grimmjow interrupted the silence. "Or... what about Blueberry then? It's only fair." Ichigo looked back over at the other, raising both brows. "Grimmjow?" What a weird name.

The teen's eyes met Grimmjow's, and he spat, "You're blushing again, asshole! Don't deny it!" It was so damn cute though, that the orange haired teen cursed his own thoughts. His eyes narrowed. "Like I'ma sleep in the same bed as you." Ichigo's heart skipped a beat as he found the other over him, returning the "affection" without much resistance. Sleepiness kept him from realizing what he was actually doing, yet once his conscious set in, it made him jolt. "Get off!" His palms were pressing against Grimmjow's chest in an attempt to push him away, grimacing. "Why don't you ever listen..?! I'm not that kinda guy!"

Grimmjow rolled his eyes at the new nickname he received. At least it made more sense then Kool Aid, but blueberries arnt really all that blue, more like a purplish blue. His face however was still pressed up against the red heads, with a slight tilt at that. He wanted to at least enjoy the night, then sleep in with the male, and it seemed to work, the direct approach that is. Grimmjow could tell that this kid was bitchy when talking about things, so being more physical was better at this point in time. A large hand gently went under Ichigos head and pushed him up more into it getting it that much more deeper. It was nice, nice enough he didn’t want to stop really.

Soon he felt hands on his chest pushing him away, and then that squeaky voice was heard. His eyes showed his irrational to the smaller male. “ You are. You just returned my kiss, so obviously you do. And at this point I' not gonna stop either. “ Grimmjow let a smirk cut from his face as he removed the hands from his pecs and kissed the crook of the boys neck. He gently allowed his teeth to brush against the skin and his fingers lace through the orange locks of hair. “I promise not to hurt you...much.” he grinned as he allowed the spare hand to crawl down Ichigos chest to his pants.

“You wanna go right to it, or you wanna suck it first?” he smiled as he zippered the pants and quickly kicked them off. Now the erection was rather obvious and large at that. He pulled the boxers down slightly showing his blue pubes and some of his cock. He smiled crawling up Ichigo straddling him at the chest. “Yes or no Strawberry, Yes or no.”

"I... dunno what you're talking about." Swallowing deeply, Ichigo's cheeks lit to a point where they were almost glowing, no matter how much he tried to fight it. His body was gradually heating up, and his physical resistance at this point was completely blown. The red head gently grabbed hold of Grimmjow's blue undershirt, closing his eyes to refrain from meeting the others. "I hate you so damn much." Unwillingly, he arched up to return the passion, tilting his head the other way to deepen it even further, groaning into the kiss, yet also at his own idiocity. "Nngh! ...Don't!" Ichigo pulled back with some difficulty, trying to take a breather. Grimmjow's hand, pressed to the back of his head, providentially gave him some support so that he could allow himself to relax his tensed muscles.

Ichigo soon felt Grimmjow's warm breath on his neck, making him incline his head to allow the other better access. The teen exhaled softly, tenderly, and without much care, going to nuzzle the man's cheek. "Wait... what?" He lifted his head, looking up at Grimmjow. Shit, he had hoped things would never get this far. Averting his eyes downward, Ichigo nearly jumped from the sofa. "H-Holy... That thing is.." Ichigo scooted back, far enough so that his head was perked up against the armrest of the couch. His dick was huge, and then it probably wasn't even fully erect,not even out of the others boxers.

Ichigo carefully took his pointer to push Grimmjow's boxers down just a bit further, taking a moment to absorb the sight. There was no way that thing was gonna fit. He stuttered at the question, unsure of what exactly to say. Maybe, just maybe he could get off without even having to endure the pain, if only he was able to relieve Grimmjow before things even got that far. So the teen uncertainly took hold of the others shaft, slowly, very slowly going to lick the very head. He cringed at the taste, yet went as far as to wrap his lips around the tip. He used his hand to steadily, firmly begin pumping Grimmjow's cock, looking up at him every once in a while to ensure he was doing everything right. "Hnn..."

Grimmjow groaned under his breath, waiting patiently for the kid to do something. Yet he had to chuckle at the red heads shocked face. He wasn’t small by any means, he also wasn’t the giant but ugly dicked guy either. His cock was huge, none the less but still, was proportioned correctly and flawless. “Stare all you want Strawberry, ya' know ya' wanna'.” he gained a cocky grin to his face as he watched the hot piece of ass start to pull down his boxers. He melted into the male, he loved the expression on the males face, it was intoxicating. It was good to be freed from the boxers, his cock bounced as it was pulled out. “Its waiting Strawberry, its not gonna suck itself” Grimmjow chuckled.

Soon his head tilted back with a loud moan. The wet tongue felt fucking good as it flicked the head of his cock, he couldn’t resist but moan. The large hands gently gripped the orange hair and held it tightly. He couldn’t help but have no control over how tight he grabbed the hair. It was such luck he found a hot red head to suck his cock that night, other wise he’d just have to jerk off to him later, or to some kind of porno, but that was never as good as the real thing. After a few seconds of licking, he felt soft lips slide over his cock. ” hnnnnnn! Strawberry.....if you do that.......our gonna be drinkin' cum....and miss the best part.....” Grimmjow stated in a rather deep purr.

Soon the blue haired man leaned up and placed his hands on the arms rest, perching himself up so that his cock swayed above the red heads face. “Liking the view?” A low chuckle was freed from his lips. His balls were also nothing to be mad fun of, both together were unable to fit in a single hand. Grimmjow was proud of his cock none the less, due to the fact he had a large cum shot, and stamina. He began to thrust his cock deeper into the damp cave, forcing the red head to take him to the blue pubes.

"Shut up," Ichigo growled up at him, letting his tongue swirl around the head, delicately using the tip of his tongue to gently flick over the little entrance in the middle of Grimmjow's tip. He pulled back every once in a while just to get rid of the taste, even if it was only for a few seconds. With a scrunched nose, he went back to continue sucking, the best he could. It felt weird, especially for him, someone who's never sucked someone off before. He had no idea if he was doing it right or not, nor did he really care. All he wanted was to get this over with so that he could be left alone. This certainly took a huge toll on his pride. "Dammit," Ichigo muttered under his breath as he leaned back to catch his breath. He held the cock in his hand, steadfastly pumping and squeezing the shaft it to give himself some time.

The teen hissed as he felt his hair grabbed. It was already all over the place, and the bastard was only making it worse. "Ow!" His eye gave a twitch, and he began squeezing the others cock again, this time almost teasingly. "Shut the hell up, I thought you wanted this. Enjoy 'cause it'll be your last, I can promise you that, dumbass." Grimmjow's cock was looking pretty big by now, even more so as he got up to shift above him, revealing more than what was necessary. "Ngh..." The red head jerked his head away, releasing Grimmjow's member. Ichigo exhaled, narrowing his eyes. "Whatever."

Before Ichigo could continue his business however, he felt a sudden prod against his lips, before the blue haired male's member completely slipped past them. "Nnnn! Grimmjow...!" He could feel the others member press against the very back of his throat, making the teen flail his arms. "Mmphf!" Ichigo tried to relax, to avoid triggering a gag. But then, he remembered his purpose, and what he was trying to do. The teen tried to bob his head, cringing as he took the male's balls with one hand, then two, massaging them evenly. He tightened his lips around the cock in an attempt to apply more pressure. "Cum aready...," he uttered, using both hands now to steadily pump him. I don't wanna take this thing up the ass.

Grimmjow hissed under his breath as his cock rubbed against the jagged roof of Ichigo's mouth. Fuck it was nice to get a blow job even if it was from someone as inexperienced as Ichigo. But yet this was a fucking good blow job, he couldn’t deny it. It was probably one of the best ones he's ever had, it was just right really. Just rough enough to turn him on and not rough enough to piss him off from the pain, which in Ichigo's case would be bad for him if he was bad at giving blow jobs. He'd just get raw cock in his ass and fucked endlessly. Grimmjow allowed deep purr like moans escape his lips, “ What ever..... Strawberry..... because this blow job will make me cum...... because your so fucking great at it.” He complemented Ichigo at his talent, ending up petting the back of Ichigo's head.

He allowed his cock to move swiftly and efficiently in and out of Ichigo's wet caverns. He wanted Ichigo out of them fucking pants right now, but of course he couldn’t give up the best blow job of life. He felt the rough vibrations from Ichigo's vocals on his cock, and slowly becoming entranced by the gentle slurping sounds of the blow job. “Ichigo......” His voice spoke in a rather deep manner, but it wasn’t really lustful, it was more nice. “don’t.....stop....it feels good.” his voice gasped as yet another complement went out.

Soon he felt the pressure begin to build in the shaft. His upper teeth bit down on his lower lip. It felt so good, he couldn’t help it if he had to cum soon. This kids tongue was pro, more then pro, godly. Hopefully head get to see it was the same for his ass, which he knew it was going to anyways. Grimmjow knew because the boy was so up tight and bitchy that he would be rather tight, than the loose things hes fucked at the club before. “Mmm..... Ichigo.... its comin' for ya'” he gave a cocky smirk as he started to cum in the males mouth before pulling out and letting the seed hit Ichigos face.

Ichigo was quite taken aback as he received Grimmjow's compliments, amazed that he was actually providing delight for someone who's probably gotten head, or could get head from practically anyone he pleased. However he had yet to figure out if this was really such a good thing. Raising a brow up at the taller man, the teen wrapped his lips around his throbbing member yet again, letting his tongue trail along the midsection all the way down to the base of the shaft, popping each of the others balls out of his mouth separately, pressing his tongue against the sack whilst he allowed his hand to work the rest. "I told you to shut it..." he yapped, sending vibrations through the others cock as he bobbed his head, nearly choking everytime the tip connected and pressed against the back of his throat.

By now, Ichigo's own erection was pressing against his jeans, trying to fight itself up and out. Luckily though, it was almost unnoticeable through the denim, same as his pre-cum, which now seeped through his boxers. The teen could feel it trailing down his length, and he uncomfortably closed his legs to keep from reaching down to cup and massage. Ichigo accidentally let a moan slip past his lips as he squeezed his legs together just enough to allow his tent to grind against his inner thighs, compressing his sack. "Grimmjow..." he groaned compulsorily, closing his eyes as he carried on slurping on the thick dick.

"Mmmm!" The warm liquid squirted into his mouth, dripping down his chin in a gentle stream of white. He closed his eyes as he felt it spurt onto his face, running a thumb over one of his eyes to rid himself of the sticky seed. The teen swallowed as much as he could, instinctively, choking only once he finally noticed what he's done. "Urgh!" The red head coughed, sticking out his tongue. It tasted bitter-sweet, yet strange at the same time. In sort of a good way though. Ichigo let go of Grimmjow's cock, and leaned back to look up at him, a frown spread his features, just as always. "I need tissues."

Grimmjow blinked as he saw the younger male swallow as much cum as he could. It was a waste really that he shot some off onto his face, but you know you gotta mark your property somehow right? The blue haired male watched as a thumb went up and took the milky white substance off his eye lid. His face unlocked a smirk as he slide down the male in a rather slow manner. His cock sliding down the males chest until he took his seat on Ichigo's waist. The larger hand reached up grabbing the smaller one and brought the thumb to his mouth, letting the wet being grab the cum off and take it into the deep caverns. Soon his lips slide over the thumb and gently sucked on it, allowing his tongue to swipe up the cum and get the thumb wet.

Grimmjow allowed his lips to depart from the thumb and look at Ichigo, as he was half naked, and having an ever growing erection again. “Ill clean up.” Of course that dark cocky smirk everyone has come to know and love came to his face as he leaned up to Ichigo letting his large flat catlike tongue slide up the Strawberry's cheek, taking any remaining cum into his mouth. He went on with his large cat like licks until Ichigo was all cleaned up and unconvincingly slobbery. Sadly for Grimmjow he had of habit of getting sloppy and slightly brain dead during his sex drive.

The blue haired man soon noticing the erection that was poking his ass ever so slightly. “Now You cant say you fucking didnt like tasting cum Strawberry!” his voice boomed into a laugh as he made his way to the other end of the couch. His aqua eyes staring at Ichigo's crotch, eyeing what he could make out of the erection. The smirk returned as he unbuttons Ichigo's pants and pulled them off as swiftly as a hawk capturing mice. Grimmjow looked at the precum soaked boxers, letting his finger rub the tip through the boxers before pulling it back watching the trail connecting the boxers to his finger brake off. Grimmjow quickly pulled off the boxers, giving them a lick before tossing them behind him. He quickly attacked Ichigo's cock with his tongue, first nipping at his balls then giving kisses up the cock then sucking the tip gently then going back to kissing and licking the sides of the cock. “Ill make you cum, ok Strawberry.”a

Ichigo blinked in surprise, and began blushing as Grimmjow took his thumb into his mouth, licking off the cum he had wiped off his eyelid. He made no attempt to pull away, allowing him to cleanup instead. It was kinda hot, the way the others tongue whirled around his digit like that... Once Ichigo had a hard-on, it wasn't difficult to get him going, to an almost dazed point even. Arousal shrouded his mind, just like it did any other horny teen. The male even went as far as to lean up and run his tongue over Grimmjow's, trying to lick up some more of that remaining cum off the man's wet muscle. Ichigo's amber eyes, although now slightly hazed, moved to meet those overwhelming nevertheless sensual cerulean orbs. His heart raced in his chest, so fast that it almost felt as if it were about to burst. These reactions were completely new to him. Never before had he felt his heart beat so loud, so fast, so that it felt as if it were throbbing in his throat. Why did it have to be this bastard?

Ichigo closed his eyes as he felt Grimmjow's tongue run all over his face, undoubtedly cleaning off the seed. Unfortunately though, the orange haired male felt even stickier and messier than before. "Ugh... What the hell did that change? You're like a cat..." The teen looked up at the taller man, and then down at his second erection, staring at it in disbelief. Just what the hell? It took Ichigo a few minutes of jerking off to reach his drive yet again, and Grimmjow managed to stay hard after his first time busting a nut? It made him seem like the ultimate sex-god.

"H-Hey! Don't say that!" Ichigo yelled loudly, tinting a deep scarlet. His jeans were off in the bat off an eye, so fast that the teen could have hardly done anything about it. He lifted his head to look down at his boxers and frowned at what he saw. They were soaked, and the material was stuck to the very tip, the most moist part of his member. A weird, pleasuring shiver ran through his cock, and then the rest of his body as one of Grimmjow's fingers pressed against the head. Such a simple act made him moan quietly, jerking his hips as he felt the others warm lips wrap around his organ. "Nngh... Grimmjow, you don't need to to," he breathed, leaning his head back against the armrest.

Grimmjow let his long wet tongue roll from the bottom to the top of the of the red heads shaft. It tasted some fucking good to. But that was probably because he didn’t mind bitter things unlike most people, but again like anyone else he loved sweet more. He wanted to play around with this boy, normally, he wouldn’t give anyone a blow job because he was strictly dominant but this kid was an exception to that rule. The taste of the males pre cum that ran down the shaft as if it was a small creek. How fun was it drink all that he could get from without even thinking. However what did break him out of the mood was Ichigo comparing him to a cat. “Im not like a fucking cat asshole!” in response to having a short fuse he bit down on the head of the males cock. “Hows that for a fucking cat!” The voice echoed like a swarm of bees buzzing behind you.

“I'm doing it so you wont bitch at me later when I stuff your ass so full of my cock it explodes.” Grimmjow spoke in a agitated tone like he usually did with the male, but it was all to common for the nice. It was also the way of him saying that he wanted Ichigo to feel the pleasure of a proper blow job, but also to rub it in Ichigo's face that he could do a better one. Grimmjow allowed one hand grab and pull at the sweaty balls. His other hand however slowly caressed Ichigo's inner thigh in a rather soft caring way. Ichigo was hot, and cute, and a bitch, he didn’t want to give him up, so he ended up being protective that night, and now he was being gentle for the most part, which never happens at all with him.

Grimmjow moved his lips over the males cock slowly pushing farther down. Ichigo certainly wasn’t small, but wasn’t as big as himself, but he was big enough, he actually had to stop his gag reflex. The tongue went to the super bowl on the cock as he bobbed his head, wrapping around, tracing every small curve, every little detail to be tasted, everything down to the last inch. It pleased him as soon slide a finger slowly into the males tight ass in order to start the process of loosinging him up a tad.

Ichigo was red with embarrassment. The teen was still wearing his shirt and long sleeve, but his lower half was pretty much exposed. Grimmjow was amazing at what he did though, Ichigo just couldn't lie to himself. His licks made the teen arch his hips up into the man's face, forcing his cock deeper down the others throat. Moans slipped past his lips as he let his head fall back, enjoying every bit of pleasure he received. Ichigo even began groaning the males name, quietly at first, under his breath, but it gradually became more audible. Then, he yelled. "Argh! Grimm--!" Ichigo gritted his teeth, cursing Grimmjow under his breath. That fucking hurt... "Dammit! What's the big deal?!" Reaching down to harshly whack the male upside the head, the red head made sure it stung, and left a mark. "I didn't bite your dick, you blue douche!" Ichigo was just about fuming. He was reddening by the minute, not out of humiliation, but anger.

Wait, was he actually gonna...? Ichigo froze, yet lost all thoughts as Grimmjow began fondling him, feeling the pressure put on his balls. He feebly tried to shift and sit up against the armrest, failing to do so as he felt a knot tug in his lower stomach. "Urgh, stop it... I gave you relief," he voiced softly, perking his head to look up at him. "Isn't that what you wanted?" His thighs sent jitters throughout his entire body at the others touch, and at that exact moment, Ichigo wanted nothing more than to embrace the other. For some unknown reason, nothing that had happened up to this point really mattered. The soft touch made him calm down in almost an instant.

"A-Ahhh.." It felt so good, that it was almost criminal. The teen reached down to gently grab hold of the others hair, consciously rubbing his head apologetically to make up for that hit. Ichigo's eyes softened as he looked down at Grimmjow, taking in his every move and motion. This guy was a pro at giving head, not a doubt in his mind. He knew how to use his tongue. Not that Ichigo had ever really received head... He just couldn't imagine it any better. "Ungh, don't--" He gave an accidental jolt as he felt Grimmjow's digits enter, inhaling sharply as he tightened his grip on the others hair. "Stop it!"

Grimmjow seemed to be rather happy as he worked on giving head to a red head. It was good, tasted good, and he enjoyed it as well, not even having a problem swallowing every little thrust the smaller figured pushed into his mouth. However what he wasn’t expecting was a smack to the head and it fucking hurt. For a small male, he sure as fuck hurt when he gave him a whack to the face. “YOU ASSHOLE! I bite it because I was making sure you never called me a fucking cat again goddammit, like holy fuck! Ow!” he growled loudly before going back to blowing the male. He allowed the tongue to poke around the cock and tease it some by letting it go in 2 inchs and letting it grind the bumpy roof top of his mouth.

Soon he had the Strawberry in a rut, and chanting his name in a heated state. Ichigo had Grimmjow all reared up and ready to split the males ass now, but he had control that was only meant for Ichigo. He wanted the tight virgin hole plastic wrapped around his cock again and again. And he only wanted it with this male. “I said, I wanted to fuck your ass, I never said anything about Relief stupid!” his voice had reached the limit of hissing at Ichigo. Grimmjow went back to his blow job, egarly picking up the pace. His single finger twisted and turned, hooked, and scraped the inner parts of the males ass. He loved it.

Now that he had the Strawberry hornier than rabbits in heat, he could play around a little bit more. In the case he was happy, he inserted a second finger as if the ass begged for more. The new finger went to work, and worked along with its co worker well, as boss was busy letting his wet body wrap around some head. Grimmjow moaned some more allowed heating vibrations move from the deepest caverns all through the lightning rod that was in his mouth- “Hnnnnn!” he moaned as he put in a third finger just to make sure nothing would cause permanent damage to Ichigo's asshole.

Ichigo chuckled to himself, using his palm to cover his mouth in order to mute his laughs. How fun it was to see Grimmjow that pissed, it was entertaining, and could almost be one's hobby. "You shouldn't have done that then," he answered nonchalantly, crossing his arms moodily. "Besides... Grimm-kitty really fits you." The teen nodded contently. "I think I've figured out your nickname." Laughs quickly replaced moans; Grimmjow's expression was priceless, one had to admit. "I hate your guts! Yet I still didn't bite your dick, bastard!" Sometimes the taller male made no sense, it made the smaller male frown. "Stop complaining, you put this on yourself," Ichigo huffed, looking the other way. He reached down to pat the others head, and used some force to get the male to swallow his cock even deeper. Ichigo groaned again, and raised his chin.

"Grimmjow.. f-fuck." Ichigo's muscles tensed, and he enclosed his inner walls around the others fingers in response to the feel of them scrapping and running against him inside. His fingers were already causing him some pain, especially with those big hands of his, and that was really bad news. It felt odd, especially for a newbie, to have anything shoved up his ass. Yeah, he did occasionally masturbate, but he had never been penetrated anally, by himself nor anyone else. "But.. you can't! You already came and that's what you wanted! So shut the hell up and let me go!" Ichigo began scooting back against the armrest, hissing as the movement moved Grimmjow's fingers, causing a stinging hurt in his ass. Even so, Ichigo had to moan, for it was a good sort of ache.

A third finger made him jolt. Ichigo was on the verge of moaning Grimmjow's name again, however was cut of by a moan as he could feel his cock rubbing against the upper rippled side of the man's mouth, his vocal cords sending vibrations of ecstasy coursing through his erection. It felt so goddamn good getting head... far different than jerking off himself. He felt a sudden burst of pleasure, and without much warning, released himself all over Grimmjow's features, thrusting up continuously, riding out the orgasm in bliss.

Grimmjow rolled his eyes as he was yet again went bitchy. Why couldn’t the red head just shut up and enjoy being sucked by a pro, but he was a bitchy bottom so he had to put up with it. He also now wasn’t to fond of the males hand leaving his face. He liked the caring touch the Strawberry had, it was something he never had in his life time. Grimmjows face went bitter as the hand departed from the surprisingly soft cheek. Soon he popped the dick out of his mouth. “I’m not a fucking cat!” his voice was low and frisky as he licked the precum that layered his teeth, seeing as it was mixed with saliva. Ichigo now threw the bitch act back at him. And now he noticed he was being a bitch, bitching about Ichigo bitching. It made his eye twitch in a rather fast manner.

“Ichigo, what I want is you, so shut up and cum all fucking ready.” he spoke bluntly getting tired of this now. He was pissed that Ichigo kept saying he didn’t have to fuck his ass, when it had to happen. Grimmjow was horny, and obviously hard, seeing as mini Grimmjow stood at attention almost spitting. It was also hungry, it wanted to eat that ass. It wanted the ass to be devoured and play with its food. However, Grimmjow didn’t let mini him get what he wanted. “Im fucking your ass, so stop complaining and loosen up, because its going to hurt a lot more if you do.” His voice seemingly let a hiss out.

After his letting lecture of words he let his mouth go back to the task at hand, sucking some red head dick. He couldn’t say it enough that giving head to this orange haired bitch was one of the best pleasures a man could have. Women wernt allowed as of right now, Grimmjow had now decided that when they were done he was gonna make sure no-one could satisfy Ichigo but his hungry man eating cock. When he felt the spurting of the cock he started slurping it down. He didnt allow one drop to be wasted onto the couch. “ hnnnnn.......Ichigo........ your cum.....even tastes good.” the bitter sweet substance was almost as if it was Strawberries. After he cleaned the cock off and gave Ichigos balls a quick sucking he sat up and pulled his fingers out and sucked on them, “Even here tastes good.” the dark cocky smirk appeared. Grimmjow rubbed his gaint man eating cock against the tight piece of flesh. “ How you want it Ichigo? Sideways, doggy?” he listed off some sexual positions for Ichigo.

Ichigo panted heavily and looked up to glance down at Grimmjow, falling limp after the orgasm. He let out an exhausted huff, and reached down to pump his dick free of any remaining cum that ran down his shaft. He stared at Grimmjow for a moment, taking in how sexy he looked between his legs. Ichigo knew the guy was probably a dominant... but submissive would've been just as hot. Really hot, for that matter. His thoughts made him cringe in surprise. Imagining it now, the red head actually pondered about whether or not he should give topping him a try, especially since he also had probably never had anything stuck up his ass. The thought made him grin afterward, but the smugness was quickly wiped off his face as he felt the head of the others cock rub against his ring of muscle, which immediately tightened. "W-What..? But I told you..." Ichigo stopped and thought about it. All the bitching he was doing wouldn't get him anywhere. Grimmjow was persistent. Perhaps the best way to deal with it was to get over with it. It was his best option really.

Grimmjow looked at the red head with a rather annoyed look. 'Why the hell are all hot people sluts or bitches.' Grimmjow had thought to himself in a rather annoyed tone Of course from what he experienced it was highly true, no jokes heard. Hot blonde were always to slutty and sex hungry, like himself, but it just wasn’t that fun because they go to fast. The more bitchy ones were always so uptight and hard to even get in his bed, but in the end he always got what he wanted. There was no denying this fact, the stereotypes to him were always so true. And thy don’t apply to dyed hair, which he hated so much. Grimmjow liked matching curtains with the carpet. “I told you. Im going to make you feel fucking better then fucking heaven.” he spoke in a deep husky voice.

Grimmjow watched the small frame roll over. The blue haired man looked at the nice round ass in front of him. It looked so soft and yet so fucking springy all at the same time. He wanted to slap it or grab it tightly, but he had to be gentle, it was his little Strawberries first time, so it was a rule in the unwritten book of Grimmjows sex life. He watched the hot orange carpeted cock dangle down, allowed the sweet saliva to build up in his mouth. He watched as the male spread his ass apart for him, almost screaming for penetration. “Ichigo......you are so hot!” Grimmjow said with a loud purr. Soon Grimmjow slowly pushed deep inside the male with a moan, how ever going slow enough he wouldn’t injure the boy.

Grimmjow was now in all the way and panting. The feeling of a virgin ass eating his cock was a good feeling, and he couldn’t help the from his lips. He moaned leaving his cock still as he leaned forward and nipped the boys ear lobe before he trailed a rather sloppy kiss to Ichigos lips. “Ichi......” he whispered softly, [b] “tell me when you want me to move. If you hurt I have pain killers for after, because face it, im pretty big and your a virgin. Grimmjow made his cock twitch to see what Ichigos reaction would be.

Ichigo was bitchy. He knew, and he hated himself for it. But it was all for a good reason. He had alot of people approaching him, plenty of those waiting for the oppurtunity to get in his pants, both men and women. The orange haired teen didn't approve of that, so he ended up being very uptight. It was the only way to ward off the unwanted. He was a nervous guy, even though he didn't show, and being a virgin cooped him up even more so. Grimmjow however pushed him to a point where he just couldn't have wormed himself out anymore. He honestly never meant to come off as a bitch; bitchy people were on the same page as sluts, most often. Ichigo didn't want to be that person. The one used for only sex by either gender. To this point, he never really thought he was ready. But now, since he was "fucked" anyway, it only made sense to give up the act.

The others comment made him blush, and frown all at the same time. "Grimmjow... I-" Ichigo yiped and arched his back before he could finish the sentence, balling his hands into fists as he felt the intrusion of Grimmjow's huge member pushing and piercing its way past Ichigo's inner walls. "Nngh!" He could feel a solitary tear making its way down his cheek and chin, turning to connect his lips with Grimmjow's to at least distract himself from the pain a little. It hurt so bad, yet felt amazing; he could feel himself throb around the man's shaft, almost ushering him in deeper. "Shut up..." he said, clenching his teeth. He wasn't that goddamn wimpy... "Just... U-ungh.. do it," he panted, trying to regulate his breathing.

Ichigo jerked forward in response to the twitch inside of him, looking over his shoulder and up at Grimmjow, gently nudging the bottom of the man's chin with his nose. "Grimm... jow," he moaned softly, slowly moving back against him to get used to the feel of it.

Grimmjow glanced down at the male as the kiss became more sloppy. Really it wasn’t his fault, or ', it was really the shitty angle they were at. That and the fact your head cant turn that way, but their tongue could reach each other when their tongues couldn’t make contact with each other. Grimmjow smiled as he felt the males insides squeeze around the hard fleshy rod inside of Ichigo. He moaned feeling it leak inside the tight ass he was playing with, that belonged to the hottest thing he ever laid on eye. Sure it was a males ass but he didn’t really care. Boy, girl, a human being is human, and if they fucking feel good then there's no problem. At least not many people thought that way, and in Japan is wasn’t entirely legal either.

Grimmjow looked at Ichigo as he noticed the lone tear falling down the ever so soft cheek. A hand swiftly moved up to pick up the salty sweet tear onto pointer finger and remove it. He frowned at Ichigo, rather confused about the tear. Was he crying because he didn’t want it, was he crying because it felt good, or what it for some girly reason. “Why the hell are you crying? Am I too much?!” he asked rather worried. He couldn’t understand, that was the only thing he could think of. But that was probably because he was so cocky and full of himself, but again, he might have been right. Sometimes he was known to be too much for people these days. Well, by too much he meant far to big for him. “Are ya sure Strawberry, because it’ll hurt even more when I start plowin ya.” he stated as he let his penis twitch.

Grimmjow smiled taking the invite and slowly moving out of him. He felt the grinding friction against his manly rod as he slowly pulled out,the skin pushing forward as he pulled back. Grimmjow smiled softly as it felt good to be completely out. It was a temporal relief, but as of right now he missed the tightness. Soon he slowly moved back in pushing forward causing his skin to pull back more. Grimmjow then slowly speed up was he was in by the root. Every time he did a round he would speed up the next, just to hear some skin slap together. It felt so good he couldn’t help but let out pleasurable moans. He soon looked at him again, “Ichi......I-i-i...... l-li.....” he mumbled in the part in the back of his head.

Ichigo groaned as he let his tongue dance along Grimmjow's in an awkward fashion, no thanks to their weird angle, and felt his eyes fall shut. It was an odd feeling, but one could get used to such feelings in the middle of sex. He could feel his walls form and tighten around the others member, and the slight dripping of precum. Grimmjow's dick filled him to the rim, and Ichigo literally felt as if a few millimeters more would've killed him. He opened his eyes, and glanced over his shoulder up at Grimmjow. Ichigo was sure to regret it later, but right now, he couldn't keep his thoughts concealed. The man was hot, not a doubt in his mind. Considering himself gay was a bit of an overstatement... but this guy here made him think twice. He was good at what he did, thought that cocky attitude made Ichigo cringe. Yet at the same time, he couldn't imagine Grimmjow having a soft side. "Hey..," Ichigo managed in between sharp intakes, "I'm.. s-sor... sorry," he finally said, thought begrudgingly. He felt bad about his own attitude... even thought it was Grimmjow who kept pestering him at the club, dragged him to his house, and was now fucking his virgin ass. Ichigo growled, but kept his posture.

The next part made him blink. "Are you an idiot? It hurts!" he answered, tensing on him. Perhaps Grimmjow was far too full of himself to even notice. It was probably because the bastard fucked countless whores and sluts with asses as loose as his mouth. Well, that, and.. maybe, just maybe, because Ichigo was angry at himself. He should've been speeding out that door, home, with his annoying father and two sisters. Yet he stayed for reasons unknown to spend time with this man he met not too long ago. Maybe his heart beat wasn't unintentional, or in response to a scare.

Ichigo leaned forward as Grimmjow began to move, closing his eyes, trying to think of anything but the pain. It hurt double every time the man moved in and out of him, but also felt twice as pleasurable. Ichigo twitched, and he looked over his shoulder as the other began speaking. "A-Ahh... W-what, did you say?" he asked, hissing as Grimmjow shoved back in yet again, feeling the man's hips press against his ass every time he slipped in balls deep. His moaning made Ichigo's cock twitch, making him moan almost unison to Grimmjow.

Grimmjow gave a rather dazed looking hearing words of apology coming from the small fragile strawberry under him. His brows knitted together as he wondered what the boy was saying sorry for. It wasn’t like he really cared much, at least he thought think he thought so. So the blue haired grinned at him with a small moan of pleased as his hips moved at a steady pace. He grinned gently as he tilted his head giving a gentle kiss on the males cheek. “ Its......ok........Ichi...go...” his voice made a more deep rough seductive voice as he spoke Ichigo's name out loud for him to hear clearly. Grimmjow smirked as he felt his clean liquid slowly leak out, and his cock ache from the tightness of Ichigo.

Grimmjow blinked as he stared at Ichigo. He rolled his bright blue spheres as he nipped the ear of Ichigo. He knew it was more painful for Ichigo, but he didn’t need to tense up and become a pain in the ass, and pain in the dick. Actually Ichigo was making it worse by being uptight. His smirk turned to a frown, “Well relax then and it wont hurt as much! I can promise you that Strawberry!” His voice growled as he shoved deeper into the orange haired male that was shorter than himself. Grimmjow soon pulled out and changed the position. He positioned Ichigo on his side and laid behind him pulling one of Ichigo's legs up so he could go deeper into the male.

Soon Grimmjow was back at it, going faster and deeper than before. The sounds of slapping filled the air, and the grunts and moans pranced around the room. But after awhile Ichigo questioned what he said earlier, in reaction caused Grimmjow to whimper with lovely tones of red on his face, however it didn’t stop his smooth thrusts. The blue haired male gulped as he leaned to Ichigo's ear. “I.......I........I.....L-l-l........ov........e.....y-y-ya....” he blushed brightly. Grimmjow wasn’t really sure if it was love or lust but it was never like this with other people he played with. He knew that his chest was pounding loudly trying to escape the boney prison.