Divinity

A/N: I should’ve mentioned this before, but the chapters are going to be disjointed since they were written at different times, though in the right order. No new stuff until the end. So yer just gonna hafta wait~ :3

Warnings for this chapter: Yaoi, smut, toys, D/s, potential OOC

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39. Moonlight (found in ‘The Lion and the Panther: Drabbles’)

"U-Ungh…uhn!" Ichigo moaned out weakly, flushed a delectable pink from the potent drug still running through his system and biting his lower lip as he shoved the big bumpy dildo into his reddened puckered hole over and over again. Dressed in nothing but his slave collar, he was lying on the big white bed, young lithe body propped up by only his widely spread knees, spine curving elegantly and pushing his tight, fuckable ass high into the air. The constant moonlight of Hueco Mundo shined through the open window, illuminating lean, defined muscles and hot sweaty skin.

That was how Grimmjow found him after coming back from the Espada meeting, and fuck did it turn him on hard. The Sexta silently closed the door, leaning against it with his arms crossed over his broad open chest as he settled in to enjoy the show.

Minutes later however, Ichigo turned his head and honey brown eyes met cyan. "Master," he murmured huskily in his pleasant baritone voice, pushing himself up in once fluid motion onto his parted knees and remained with the broad expanse of his sexy back facing the Espada. Delicious.

"Hey, pet," Grimmjow leered and walked over to the bed, crawling up behind his sex slave with feline grace and spooned against him in one smooth motion. "Do you like yer new toy?" he asked, large sneaky hands creeping down the boy's toned stomach to tease his sensitive aching cock and balls.

"Nnh~" Ichigo breathed out, leaning back into the Espada's possessive embrace, "Yes, Master. Thank you. I-It feels really good."

"As good as me?" The boy made a faint noise of pleasure when he felt his Master's impressive erection buck against his full ass, wriggling it closer and gave a small smile when Grimmjow growled sexily against his ear.

"Never, Master," he purred quietly, moaning into the messy open-mouthed kiss Grimmjow pulled him into, but let out a questioning noise when he felt the Espada move away.

"Good," Grimmjow smirked at him and made himself comfortable, lounging propped up with fluffy pillows against the headboard and crossed his arms behind his head, "but I wanna see you play with it some more." His slave blinked and looked at him uncertainly. "Go on Ichi-pet…fuck yerself."

Ichigo felt his cheeks heat up even more at the crude words, but nonetheless, his hand slowly trailed down his own body before disappearing behind him, feeling for the dildo still buried in his ass and picked up where he'd left off. The orange haired male leaned back a little on his other hand for balance, displaying what he had to offer to his Master as his mouth opened a little to let out soft, pretty, breathless sounds that Grimmjow loved to hear. Sexta licked his lips and grinned, reaching down to pull himself free as he watched. "Nahh!" his slave gasped, eyes widening when he found his erotic button and a cute little pink tongue peeked out from between his succulent lips before his hand picked up speed.

Just when he was about to cum, his lust-clouded mind registered his Master's command, "Stop." The boy let out a low pitiful whimper, not wanting to stop but reluctantly let his hand fall away from his hole as he trembled all over. He was so close…but he needed to wait lest he be punished. "Come here, pet." Ichigo crawled over shakily on all fours, straddling his Master's naked waist where Grimmjow's hands guided him to. The Espada must have been jacking off while he was otherwise preoccupied, but he became distracted from that thought as Grimmjow pulled out the dildo and slid his dick against the seam of his cheeks, making him arch wantonly when it began to poke at his entrance. "Did pinky give ya yer shot yet?" the muscular blunet under him asked suddenly from out of nowhere, and it took a moment for him to comprehend to question.

Ichigo shook his orange head, "No, Master, not yet," he panted out. He'd been getting daily shots ever since he was first taken here. Because the effects of the first initial shot of the experimental aphrodisiac didn't fade like expected, Ichigo was given smaller and smaller doses of the drug mixed in with the experimental antidote Szayel had concocted every day until the Octava Espada found a better cure. The teen could feel the haze of the drug begin to leave his system at a snails pace with every shot, but he was still irritated with how many needles he had to endure in the meantime.

"I can't wait 'til yer cleared," the panther growled, "I want you under me begging fer more, wanna see how loud you scream without it."

"Haaa…I…I think that – ah! – that I'd still be t-the same," Ichigo stuttered, giving a long erotic moan as he was impaled onto Grimmjow's cock.

"Heh, we'll just see about that," his Master rumbled in pleasure and thrust up once.

"Ahn!"

"Ride me, Ichi-pet," Grimmjow demanded.

"Y-Yes, Master…”