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Ichigo was panting so hard that he couldn't even force his lips closed as a hot and talented tongue began to slide its way inside of his mouth, torturing him and forcing out small groans of distaste, for himself, and pleasure of the experience. A sharp, piercing pain shook him from his haze, blood filled his mouth and the first twinge of fear ebbed its way through his body. As he yanked away from the hot body above him he heard an animalistic growl escape the Espada's lips, lips that crushed themselves back agianst his now tightly closed mouth.
"GET OFF OF ME YA' SICK FUCK!" Ichigo couldn't believe the sheer terror he heard laced in his own tone. He only hoped that Grimmjow didn't notice.
"Just shut up you pussy! You're the sick fuck, getti'n all fuckin' hard about me fightin' ya all the time!" Grimmjow growled a warning as he began to tear away the black hakama that covered Ichigo's lithe body. A body that he had thought he wanted to destroy, but now wanted to just elicite pain upon in his annoyance at the boys indecicson. His cock twitched at the thought of Ichigo's strangled cries of pain and pleasure with his face contorted in shame and lust. He would make him scream his name repeatedly, better yet he was going to make Kurosaki beg him for more once it was all over. Kurosaki was going to be his little bitch.

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Ichigo both loved and hated the sight of Grimmjow Jeagerjaques as he unexpectedly killed a hollow that Ichigo was awoken at midnight to take care of. Damn Rukia. He thought to himself whenever she awoke him from the first bit of sleep that he had recieved in days. The Hollows seemed to be leaping at every opportunity to ruin his day and showed no sympathy for the young shinigami's sleep schedule either. Bastards, he thought to himself angrily. He had been in an even fouler mood than usual and the Arrancars appearance didn't help improve it. At least the hollow was taken care of, but now he had Grimmjow to dispose of.
Tch. Figures he couldn't just waste ten minutes on the damned hollow and go back to bed. No, he had to be blessed with a suprise visit from this snarling fuck face!
"Oy, Shinigami. What ya so pissed fer'?" Grimmjow mocked as he lowered himself down to the street, his face contorting in a sickingly horrible smile.
"I'm fuckin' pissed cause I gotta look at yer ugly mug." Where Ichigo was pissed before, now he was annoyed that the Arrancar could so easily detect how rilled up he was.
"That wasn't very nice now was it? Hehe and I know that ya are lyin' to me. I'm a sexy mothe' fucker and I know it." Grimmjow seemed to vanish within a second and re-appear, inches from Ichigo's face.
Ichigo didn't have time to react to the fist that connected with his cheek. He flew back until he was crushed into the wall of a building, the walls crumbling around him from the violent impact. His body slumped forward slightly before he caught himself with Zangetszu, leaning on the sword for leverage as he dizzily made his way back to a now maniacly laghing Grimmjow.
"HAHAHA! OY, shinigami bitch, are ya gettin' weaker or somethin'?" He mocked again as he launched himself at the red head, prepared for another attack.
Grimmjow grabbed at Ichigo's hakama and was prepared to throw him half way across town but was shocked when a slightly agonizing pain ripped its way across his abdomen. The little bastard had sliced him with that damned zanpukto of his, instead of flinging him across town like he had originaly planed, Grimmjow wrathfuly embeded the young teen in the ground below him, where the little shinigami bitch belonged Grimmjow thought irratably.
"Lil' son of a bitch! You fuckin' cut me!" Grimmjow threw his white uniform top off of him in order to inspect the damage across his sculpted abs that were now trickling with a faint stream of blood.
A slightly breathy moan caught in Ichigo's throat as he stared up at the Espada, shocked and strangely aroused by the sight of the half naked, teal haired man. His skin was pale and looked like smooth velvet over firm steel. His eyes were iluminated with rage towards the whole world and his skeletal jaw only added to his eerie beauty. Ichigo knew from the moment that he saw the Arrancar that he was a horrifyingly beautiful man. Ichigo couldn't deny that. He only felt anger towards the conflicting emotions that dwelled within him. He not only was attracted to an enemy but was attracted to another man. He had never thought himself to desire a man. He held no similar feelings towards any of the other boys in his group or any of the other shinigami. Only Grimmjow. The man haunted his dreams day and night. Ichigo blushed slightly in shame at his arousal that he constantly felt towards the older man. This was rediculous! He couldn't even fight the man without a distraction from his hormones! Damn puberty!
Apparently he had been captivated a little too long with his thoughts. He hadn't even noticed that the Espada had picked him up until he felt the warm fanning of his breath caress his face. Smells nice, he thought, like cinnamon.
"Oy! Shinigami bitch what the fucks wrong with ya' today?! What's with that fuckin'look? Ya plan'n on eat'n me or somethin'?!"
Oh, he is waaaay too close.
"Fuck off Grimmjow!"
Suddenly, Ichigo was slamned into a brick wall and their bodies connected momentarily. Grimmjows thigh was pressed up against Ichigo's hardened shaft ; he had the young shinigami pinned up agianst the wall with one hand on his throat and the other crushing his wrist together in a brutal clasp. Ichigo couldn't suppress the light moan that passed through his lips or the shiver that wracked his body. His face heated slightly and he knew that he had to be blushing. Damn it! Men don't blush! He hastily wiped his head to the side, attempting to hide his humiliation away from Grimmjow. He only hoped that he didn't notice. Grimmjow rubbed his leg against Ichigo's shaft and forced out a sharp moan. Oh, he knew.
"So Kurosaki, how long've ya' been hard for me?" He growled seductively as he traced his tongue over the young teens ear, teasing the boy slightly before pulling back and inspecting his work.
A sheen of red tinted the boys slightly bronzed skin and his breathing was so labored that his chest rose off of the wall he was pinned to. This would be so easy, Grimmjow thought.
"Fuck you!"
Maybe not that easy.
"You'd like that wouldn't ya Kurosaki? Fer me ta' fuck ya', huh?"
"What!? Wait, stop-"
Grimmjow didn't give the boy another second to think, he plunged his tongue inside of Ichigo's mouth and simply took what he could. He never expected the red head to taste so damned.... good. Minty, but sweet and rich like chocolate. Ichigo squirmed under the weight of the arrancar, unsure of this sensation that Grimmjow offered. He knew the boy had hidden lust, could see it in his face every time that they battled eachother. A moan escaped Ichigo's lips as he released him from his kiss. Grinning maniacly at the boys half mast, lust filled eyes and the dark shade of red that glowed over his face. Innocence, he thought as he dived in for another scorching kiss, this time plunging his tongue deeper inside of his mouth, claiming him, dominating him. Kurosaki Ichigo was his prey.

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Ichigo couldn't control the tremors of fear that snaked across his half naked body. Grimmjow had ripped away his hakama to his waist, his pink nipples hardened slightly by the cold night air. Grimmjow removed his hand from the young teens throat and began to slide it down his collar bone. He tenderly rubbed his thumb across one slightly perked bud, rewarded with a shocked high pitched moan from the young teens swollen lips. Ichigo backed away from the touch, unsure if he liked the sensation it offered. His skin felt like it was on fire and was slick with sweat even though the night was frigid. His brain seemed to be going a hundred miles a minute on so many reasons why he should stop, why he was scared, and what Grimmjow could possibly do to him. All he really wanted was to taste his lips, he expected nothing else really, but Grimmjow wanted everything. Typical. He didn't want to surrender himself to this hungry beast and then possibly be killed. He didn't want to be responsible for an explanation if he was left naked in the street. He didn't want to be a shinigami. He didn't want to be a man when he was still a kid. He didn't want to hurt anymore.
"Oy,...Ichigo. Ya' okay?" Grimmjow asked, his tone low, soothing, almost compassionate for the distressed boy.
He hadn't even realized that Grimmjow had released him from his grip completely. He hadn't realized that he, himself,was clutching to the Espada's wrist firmly as if his life depended on it. He hadn't realized that unshed tears were burning in his deep chocolate brown eyes. Suddenly a new feeling emerged in the red head: disgrace. He was completely disgraced with himself for showing such weakness, especially in front of an enemy. An enemy that wanted to fuck him none the less.
"Ichigo.....i'm a monster, don't get me wrong, but even a monster can feel guilt. Didn't mean ta' bite ya is all." Grimmjow grummbled in another low soothing tone.
Was that an apology? From Grimmjow? Ichigo pinched the teal haired mans cheek, wich earned him a very irritated look and a low animalistic growl from the man.
"What the fuck's yer' problem!?" He snarled as he slapped Ichigo's hand away from his face and irritably smacked him in the head. Damn brat can't appreciate shit.
"Sorry....."
Grimmjow didn't like the tone of his voice. It was almost dead of emotion and the boys face showed no implication of the pleasure that once glowed so vibrantly on it only moments ago. Enemy or ally, Grimmjow didn't like to see people sulk. Pain, he loved to see, but this made his chest ache in a way he thought impossible. He couldn't deny that he too felt a strange attraction to his foe. The boy was handsome yet beautiful, strong but lithe. He was life and Grimmjow was death. They completed eachother even as bitter enemies. Grimmjow wouldn't let the young teen dwell on these thoughts, not tonight. Tonight he would make him forget. He would be his.
He ran one of his hands through fiery strands of disheveled hair, finding it amazingly soft. The young teen quickly returned his gaze back to the arrancar. Uncertainty lighting his face. Grimmjow drew him back into his body, his lips pressing firmly, yet delicately against the swollen red lips of the teen's. It suprised him that Kurosaki responded almost eagerly to his hot talented mouth. He expected the boy to recoil and reject him all together. No, he was parting his lips willfuly, slightly, hesitantly flicking his own tongue back against the arrancars. Grimmjow slowly backed him back up against the wall where they once were. Their tongues began a heated battle of hunger, one feeding the other the affection that they were starving for. This boy was so starved and Grimmjow was willing to feed him. He hadn't planed on taking things so slow but didn't want this to end either. He was sure that if he had just taken Ichigo like he origianaly planned then that would have also been the last time that he could do so. Maybe he could mold Ichigo into the perfect little pet. His pet. For now he needed to concentrate on the task at hand. Ichigo ran his hands into Grimmjows blue locks, pulling him even deeper into the kiss. Grimmjow hesitantly slid his hands down to the shinigami's bare waist while licking at the red heads swollen lips. Ichigo bucked against his hips, slightly grinding his renewed erection into the mans hardened length. He was feral it seemed, giving himself up to the pleasure that was building up inside of him. He cared for nothing at the moment, only the pleasure that the older man was offereing. Grimmjow slid one hand down towards the remainder of his hikama and swiftly yet fondly striped him of his clothing, leaving him bare. He was long and thick and very much so aroused, the head of his penis leaked slightly with pre-cum. Grimmjow glanced back up to inspect his new toy to see how it was responding to being so exposed. That beautiful blush covered his face and his eyes were smoldering with lust, desire, and true compassion as well as humiliation. Ichigo was panting slightly and was hugging himself to keep the bitter cold at bay as it nipped at his naked body. Grimmjow slowly began to untie the sash around his waist and step out of the remainder of his Espada uniform, freeing his huge erection. A slight hiss escaped his mouth as the wind kissed at his hardened cock. Ichigo stared intently, couldn't help it. He was huge, thick and painfuly hard for him. Fear slightly wracked through his body once again.
"Ichigo I aint' gonna bite ya' no more so stop freakin' out." Grimmjow sighed as he pinned the young teen against the wall again, this time pressing their cocks together as he did so.
Ichigo gasped against the sensation and rocked his hips into Grimmjows warmth. His skin tingled slightly as Grimmjows reiatsu wrapped around his body, craddling it tenderly as his hand began to slowly stroke his quivering cock. Ichigo had never thought such tenderness from the man was possible. Ichigo soon began to thrust into Grimmjows warm slick hand, earning him compliments and eager praises.
"Good boy, so good, so nice." Grimmjow purred as he rubbed his finger across his weeping slit.
Grimmjow had never pegged Ichigo as a moaner but was very pleased at the noises that ripped from Ichigo's throat. At times he made small breathy moans or high pitched yelps and other times he practicaly groaned in extacy. He was hurrying towards his release. Grimmjow however had other plans for the boy. He wanted to take him slow, until he begged for it. He released the berries swollen shaft and backed up slightly, leaving the teens body completely. Ichigo groaned in protest but did not say anything.
His eyes were beaded with tears at the edges of his heavy lids. The blush seemed to creep all around his body giving him a slightly pink apperance and his mouth was open, panting hard as small breathy moans slipped past his lush swollen lips. Saliva trickled down his chin slightly and sweat beaded down his lithe body. He was trembling slightly and his pink nipples were so hard it looked painful. His hands slowly began to reach towards his cock, humiliation plastered on his face as he did so. So impatient.
"Ichigo." Grimmjow growled slightly and the teens hand dropped back to his sides. "Good boy. Ya' deserve a reward fer' listenin' to me."
With that Grimmjow crouched down to the boys navel and dived his tongue inside, pulling out slightly and licking at the rippling muscles that fluttered at his carress. Ichigo let out a suprised, almost pained noise. His hands were fisted as if he did not know what else to do with them and his body shook violently as Grimmjows tongue slid lower and lower down the inexperienced body. Suddenly a thought struck Grimmjow. Maybe he could get the boy to talk dirty. With his release so near maybe it wuldn't be too difficult.
"Ichigo?" He slightly teased the teens cock with a kiss to the head of his penis, licking at it lightly.
He was surprised when the teen's legs gave out and he had to catch him from falling. He slowly sat the boy down on the cold cement ground and spread his legs so that he had access to his hard cock. He lightly licked the head again and a strangled cry ripped past Ichigo's throat.
"Is this the first time anyone's done this to ya'?" He licked his head again, this time sliding his tongue in the weeping slit slightly.
Ichigo covered his mouth with one of his hands while resting his weight on the other, trying to cover the embarassing noises that forced themselves from his mouth. He suddenly felt Grimmjow lick the underside of his cock and couldn't control the moan that passed through his slightly bruised lips.
"I'll take that as a yes. Ya like it don't ya?"
"Wh-what kind of question is that?! Ah!"
"Answer me Ichigo."
"Ah! ....Yes. I....like it, feels...good." That pinkining blush seemed to deepen into an almost crimson shade as Ichigo looked down at Grimmjow, his eyes seeming to burn with his desire and passion for the arrancar.
Very hesitantly Grimmjow moved one of his hands to Ichigo's entrance, tracing it lazily with his middle finger, distracting him with his talanted hot tongue before slowly entering it inside of the boy. He made a shocked almost pain filled yelp at the entrusion. So tight, too tight. Grimmjow was suprised that he was still a virgin, thought for sure that someone from his little group would have already fucked him by now. Or in the least that half retarded blond in the sandals had fucked him. Yet he was obviously a virgin. Way too tight not to be, his reactions were too shocked and confused at the feeling of a single finger. Grimmjow felt another slight pang of guilt at not properly preparing him.
He very carefuly began to pull his finger out of Ichigo's swollen entrance and put his fingers up to his lips and began coating them thickly with saliva to make things slightly easier for the boy. Upon the second time his fingers pushed up slightly on Ichigo's entrance, the strawberry retreated back against the wall as far away from the proding fingers that he could go, whining slightly as he did so. Grimmjow swiftly swallowed Ichigo's length into his mouth, distracting him before he plunged his fingers back into Ichigo's puckered anus. Ichigo screamed, both in pain and pleasurable shock.
He writhed against Grimmjows heavy weight that pinned him against the hard brick wall at his bare back. Ichigo was panting hard, unable to comprhend a single coherent thought. His hands fisted in soft teal hair and he slightly bucked against the hot and wet mouth that sucked on him so furiously. While he also slightly recoiled at the painful finger that snaked its way inside of him. Grimmjow seemed to be pulling him apart and the entire sensation was uncomfortable and painful. Suddenly, Grimmjow hit something deep inside of him that made his stomach lurk and his legs quake, he practical shouted at the intense pleasure that coursed throughout his body. Grimmjow pulled his mouth away from Ichigo's throbbing cock and began his task of repeatedly hitting that same spot, hard, with his finger.
"Found it, tricky fucker ta' find." He scoffed slightly as he entered a second finger, stretching Ichigo's tight whole further.
Ichigo was uncomfortable at the stretch but found himself thrusting back up against Grimmjows long, thick fingers, practicaly begging for more sweet pleasure. At this Grimmjow laughed lightly.
"Heh, ya' like ta' fuck my hand don't ya' Shinigami?" He slightly thrusted harder forcing out a yelp of pain, seems like Grimmjow was reverting back to his former cruel self.
Ichigo could only imagine what kind of pain he would elicite on his body if Grimmjow continued like this. He was already thrusting harder and faster, this time purposefuly missing his prostate. Ichigo painfuly, yet quickly pulled out the arrancars hand and backed up against the wall, wraping his arms around his exposed body, trying to control the tremors of fear that returned. With that Grimmjow looked at the boy in complete shock and then realization seemed to set upon himself. He had to control himself with this boy or he would surely break.
Grimmjow made his way back to the still curled up strawberry, lightly licking at the delicate shell of his ear. Ichigo moaned and slightly relaxed at the sensation. The arrancar slid his tongue lower, gliding it across smooth, velvety tanned skin. He flicked his tongue over a small perky pink nipple and forced the boy to yelp in extacy. He sucked the small bud into the heat of his mouth, ravishing it with his talented tongue. He moved to the other bud and gave it the same treatment. He felt the boy's body completely relax and surrender to the mind numbing pleasure that he was offering. God he is so fucking hot!
Grimmjow paused to inspect his work, Ichigo's eyes were closed, his thick brown lashes casting pretty shadows over his hot, bright red cheeks. His mouth open in invatation, saliva trickling down swollen pink lips and down his delicate creamy skin. His lashes fluttered slightly and his chocolate orbs were staring into deep fathomless blue pools of loving cruelty. Grimmjow felt his heart squeeze painfuly in his chest. He loved the boy. No denying it any longer. He loved him.
"Why did you stop?" Ichigo mumbled, embarassment obvious through his shakey tone.
"Do you want more?"
"You know the answer to that so why are you asking?"
"Cause I want to hear it."
"...."
"If ya' don't be honest, then i'll have ta' punish ya'" He stated as he gave Ichigo one of his devilish smirks, lightly licking the head of his erection and then completely ceasing movement once again.
"AH! MORE! I WANT MORE!"
"What's the magic word?"
"ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS!?" Grimmjow licked at him teasingly again and then stopped just like he had done previously.
"Please.....Grimmjow... I want more. Give me more...please." He grumbled under his breath, covering his eyes with the back of his hand as he did so, trying to hide his humiliation.
With that Grimmjow plunged his mouth down the entire length of his shaft and began to furiously suck on the boys quivering cock while at the same time fucking him with his two moistened fingers, hitting his prostate every time, and jerking himself off with his otherhand. Ichigo was howling in extacy as he thrusted up against the hot wet mouth and pushed back against the fingers that thrusted inside of him. It all became too much to handle. The pleasure began to crash over him like waves and he soon erupted his hot seed inside of the espada's mouth, another jab at his prostate and he fell over the edge again, cum was dripping past Grimmjows plush lips as cum erupted from his cocka second time. The Espada purred in satisfaction and simply licked it up from the teens spent body as he continued to jerk on his own hard length, all of his muscles seemed to tighten and loosen in a single spasam as he came hard on the concrete flooring that he kneeled on. Grimmjow let his weight topple over on the orange haired boy. Too tired and satisfied to care at his slight protest at the moment.
After a few minutes of rest and a few more awkward minutes of locating and redressing in their clothes The two just stared at eachother for a few moments. Not sure on what to do or say in a situation like this. Suddenly Grimmjow softly kissed Ichigo, his lips lightly brushing the others as he slowly embraced the smaller teen into his body. He never thought that it was possible for him to feel such contempment from a single person. Ichigo jerked slightly, not to escape, but in suprise.
"G-Grimmjow?"
"Hmm?"
"I didn't know that you could purr."
"Shut up, strawberry."
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So what do ya' think? This is my first fan fic so please be gentle on the comments. I'm planning on writting more. And yes there will be sex in the next chapter. Later on I plan on making things a little kinky with some toys and bondage but thats awhile a way. Maybe I'll even write about a threesome between Grimm, Ichii, and a character of the readers choice? Who knows? ^_^ I hope the readers enjoyed it.