Little Nothings
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Bleach › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Category:
Bleach › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
Views:
3,210
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
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Do not own Bleach and make no money / profit from these stories
chapter 5
A/N: This is not a finished work but other than smutt I could not tell you where I was going with this so I suppose all I can say is enjoy.
Pairing: Grimm x Ichi
Harsh panting echoed through the room. The slapping sound of flesh on flesh, and an occasional grunt or moan. The smell of sweat and sex permeated the air.
He couldn’t move. He couldn’t scream. Being bound and gagged was difficult. He wanted to scream his pleasure. He wanted to touch and claw and just bring his partner closer. Ichigo didn’t know whether he would punch or thank Grimmjow later. He was so full of contradictions as the pleasure and pain ran through him.
“Fucking bastard!” was the message shot from Ichigo’s eyes.
Grimmjow just smiled his characteristic smirk.
“You know you love this Ichi…” Grimmjow grabbed Ichigo’s erection, pumping him until his eyes threatened to rolled into the back of his head. “You wouldn’t be dripping otherwise.”
Nearly bending the orange haired teen’s body in half, the espada thrust harder, hitting the prostate every time. The muffled screams and tears of overwhelming pleasure just driving the hollow to new heights.
Pairing: Grimm x Ichi
Harsh panting echoed through the room. The slapping sound of flesh on flesh, and an occasional grunt or moan. The smell of sweat and sex permeated the air.
He couldn’t move. He couldn’t scream. Being bound and gagged was difficult. He wanted to scream his pleasure. He wanted to touch and claw and just bring his partner closer. Ichigo didn’t know whether he would punch or thank Grimmjow later. He was so full of contradictions as the pleasure and pain ran through him.
“Fucking bastard!” was the message shot from Ichigo’s eyes.
Grimmjow just smiled his characteristic smirk.
“You know you love this Ichi…” Grimmjow grabbed Ichigo’s erection, pumping him until his eyes threatened to rolled into the back of his head. “You wouldn’t be dripping otherwise.”
Nearly bending the orange haired teen’s body in half, the espada thrust harder, hitting the prostate every time. The muffled screams and tears of overwhelming pleasure just driving the hollow to new heights.