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Ichigo blinked in surprise at Grimmjow's gentle gesture. He had no idea the other male could be this affectionate, not in a million years. His looks were threatening, and naturally personality only followed. The teen looked over his shoulder and up at the taller male, narrowing his eyes in question. Yet instead softly, rather than a look of stone. "Grimm... jow?" The name did have a certain ring to it, Ichigo had to admit. As he turned back around to lower his head and take what was coming to him, tightening his grip on the mattress, he grit his teeth to mute some of his moans. For some odd reason, Grimmjow's precum relaxed him from the inside out, and he allowed his muscles to relax, now feeling more pleasure rather than pain. Although he was still throbbing around the man's shaft, things were easier now that he was getting used to things. A sudden spark of ecstasy welled up in Ichigo's lower stomach as the other spoke his name; it was like an orgasm to one's ears.
Ichigo lightly jerked his head away in reaction to the nip, a light blush covering the bridge of his nose. The sudden, light bite had been a temporary distraction. Ichigo's ears were probably one of the most sensitive spots on his body. The strawberry yipped as he felt Grimmjow slide even deeper, squeezing his eyes shut to concentrate on loosening up. He hazily moved along with the switch, weakly lifting his leg to help the taller male out, panting and taking that time to catch his breath. It was a short relief to have Grimmjow's thrusts cease, but in all honesty Ichigo missed the feeling. He looked over his shoulder to catch a quick look at the other, and gasped.
"Grimmjow!" Ichigo arched his back, fighting to restrain constriction. It hurt so bad, yet felt so incredible. He also caught a quick glance at Grimmjow's blush.. it was so fucking cute, so, so damn nice to look at. Ichigo scowled, in between all of his moans, at his returning bothersome thoughts. The teen felt a trail of his drool run down his chin, Grimmjow's hips slamming against his ass in an even beat, allowing his eyelids to droop. He moaned, unable to contain the urge, now feeling tears of pleasure stream down his cheeks.
His heart, as if its beat hadn't already been racing, now throbbed in his chest. Were those actual words that had laced Grimmjow's tongue just now, or was Ichigo's mind just clouded in bliss? Either way, true or not, he didn't care. "I-I... l..l-love you.... Nngh.. t-too.."
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