Snow Covered Strawberries

Ichigo was taken aback, he never thought such a small kiss could be so intense and bring forth so much emotion. He felt the beginnings of tears welling in his eyes as his heart raced. It took his breath away. \'Breath Ichigo breathe!\' he thought to himself. The kiss was more intense than any battle he had ever fought, and much more satisfying than a battle ever could be.



Grimmjow pulled himself back to gauge the reaction of the man before him, his hand still on the strawberry\'s face. The redheads eyes remained closed as if he were savoring the moment and taking it all in. When his chocolate eyes finally opened to meet the stunning blue ones before him, Grimmjow could see the moisture trying to escape.



Before the teal haired man could say a word or form another coherent thought, he found his lips crushed against Ichigo\'s in an even more heated kiss. Ichigo jumped on top of Grimmjow pressing him down on his back into the snow covering the roof they were sitting on. The snow came up in white puffs around them as they landed.



Ichigo braced himself with one crooked arm on the side of Grimmjow\'s head. The Espada gasped at the strawberry\'s sudden move, he had not expected this whatsoever.



\'This man will never cease to amaze me.\' thought the Espada.



As Grimmjow gasped Ichigo wasted no time in guiding his tongue into the older man\'s mouth, and the other man accepted his kiss with equal passion.



Their tongues danced as they tasted each others unique flavor. Ichigo tasted rather sweet, like fruity flavored hard candy with a hint of mint. Grimmjow on the other hand ,tasted sweet as well, but with an almost musky undertone. Their flavors complimented each other quite nicely.



The Espada ran his hands up Ichigo\'s lithe body to his chest, and even though the teen was wearing a jacket, he could still feel the hard muscles hidden underneath. The wet organs continued to massage one another until both men began to feel dizzy. It was like a drug, they both knew they should stop but neither one could bring themselves to pull away. Finally their oxygen deprived brains sent them a signal they could not ignore and they pulled apart simultaneously, gasping for much needed air.



The two men lay there panting just looking in each other\'s eyes until they came to their senses.



“I want you Ichigo. I wanted to wait, but I can\'t, I need you.” Grimmjow pleaded. He was painfully hard and could feel that Ichigo was too. If he was not allowed release it would drive him mad. He had wanted and waited for this moment and here it was, there was no turning back.



“I feel the same, but we can\'t do this here.”



Grimmjow growled at Ichigo\'s response which made the younger man laugh.



“You sound like a cat when you do that ya know.” the strawberry continued laughing. “Be patient, I know of a place we can go that is close. Besides, didn\'t you say that I wouldn\'t want to get frostbite on my ass? At this rate your going to be the one to get frostbite on your snow frozen ass.”



The teal haired man had not expected that and in surprise he joined the younger laughing. But Ichigo was right of course. Grimmjow was only wearing a light sweater that was now soaked through to his skin, (thanks to a certain orange haired man roughly shoving him into the cold wet snow) and human or not, he was beginning to get very cold. He also realized that if he were to try and get up, the friction of his pants on his raging erection would make him cum in an instant. Grimmjow sluggishly pulled himself back into a sitting position letting his body calm back down before he attempted to get up and Ichigo did the same. The loss of contact between their bodies made Grimmjow feel colder than he already was.



After sitting in silence for a short while Ichigo couldn\'t take it any longer. He grabbed Grimmjow\'s hand and drug him off the roof and away toward the street.



What they didn\'t seen when they walked away was the tearful figure of a person standing in an alleyway they passed. This person had seen the entire show up on the roof and ran away the moment they passed her. \'He\'s makes him happy, he makes him happy\' is all she could say to herself as she ran to her home crying.





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Ichigo pulled Grimmjow toward a dingy looking building that had a sign saying \'Urahara Shoten\', on the roof.



Reading this, the former Espada was very confused.



“Why the are you dragging me to a fucking candy shop?” The man was getting impatient.



He wanted his strawberry, and he wanted him now. On their way to their destination Grimmjow could feel himself getting hard once again just by the touch of Ichigo\'s soft yet calloused hand on his own. Every glance at the chocolate eyed man made his cock twitched even harder. He had to stop himself from ravishing the young man every few seconds because he knew that once he started he would not be able to stop the inevitable chain of events that would occur if he did. For Ichigo\'s sake he wanted their first time together to be behind closed doors in a more intimate setting and not in some dank alley where anyone could walk in on them.



\'But he is way too sexy for his own good. And if we don\'t get somewhere private soon I\'m going to drag him into an alley anyways and fuck him on top of a dumpster!\' the older man inwardly grumbled.



“Because this is the place I was telling you about. A good friend of mine owns it and it\'s closer than my apartment,” replied the smaller man.



“So I\'m supposed to fuck you in a candy shop?” Grimmjow asked with a raised brow.



“It\'s more than it appears.” Ichigo said with a grin. \'This place will be perfect\' he thought.



The walked into the dingy candy shop. It looked like a shop that hardly ever had customers, it was dimly lit, and while the candy in the bins looked okay the store could use a good dusting. If a health inspector were to come in, it would probably not pass. But Grimmjow had a suspicion a health inspector conveniently had never set foot in the shop.



“Oi! Urahara! Are you here?” the redhead shouted.



The words were no sooner out of his mouth when a familiar shaggy haired blond whipped around the corner wearing his usual bucket hat and sandals. Grimmjow\'s eyes widened in surprise, it was the weirdo he ran into several months ago who had told him to see Ichigo. He did not expected for this to be the man who owned the candy store.



Urahara Kisuke sauntered out wearing an even more devilish grin than usual, but hardly acknowledged the teal haired man. \'Its probably best Ichigo not know that we\'ve met before.\' thought the devious blond.



“Hello Ichigo.”



“Hi, is anyone in the training ground?” Ichigo hastily asked.



“Not at the moment. Why? Do you need help training?” Urahara loved to torture the redhead. He knew damn well why they were here but it was fun to watch him squirm and come up with a half usable excuse.



“I, um, yeah. My friend here needs me to help him train.” Ichigo shuffled his feet and avoided looking the blond in the eyes. The strawberry knew that Urahara knew he was lying and probably had a good idea as to why he was really here.



“Well then, by all means, be my guest,” and with that the shaggy haired man lazily held out his arm, pointing to the back of the store. Before the man in the hat knew what happened the two men before him disappeared in a haze.



\'This is my good deed for the day.\' Urahara chuckled to himself. He was sorely tempted play twenty questions and torture the poor boy, but decided against it.



“Was that Ichigo?” asked a gruff voice coming from the floor. Urahara looked down to see a black cat looking up at him and picked it up. \'When did she come in?\' he thought.



“Yep.” he replied.



“Was he actually blushing and.... smiling?”



“That he was. I have a feeling we\'ll be seeing a much happier Kurosaki-kun from now on, Yoruichi” the blond smiled.



“He\'s getting laid, isn\'t he?” Yoruichi laughed and transformed into her human form.



“Yep... and so am I!” Urahara chuckled as he held the nude woman and flash stepped out of the room.