Crush: Uke Ichigo Collection

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And now for the second part! I really liked the way this turned out… I know a lot of people don’t like ‘ukes’ or ‘bottoms’ stereotyped this way, and usually I don’t particularly like it either, but I think enough of Ichigo’s canon personality shines through to make it acceptable.

Contains: Yaoi, sex, cursing, violence.

Beta’d by the kick ass beta KitsuneKiri!

Of Demons and Mates: Part 2

Last time…

Ichigo’s limbs felt like lead and he couldn’t move them as hard as he tried. He had heard from other demons that some dominants had something in their saliva that could make it so their future mate’s struggled less during the coupling. The intention behind it was so the submissive didn’t hurt him or herself when they mated, and unfortunately for Ichigo, it seemed Grimmjow was one of the rare dominants that had that trait.

Ichigo was getting a little worried now and he was afraid that he wouldn’t be able to figure a way out of this mess.

Grimmjow stared down at him with a sharp grin and Ichigo swallowed harshly.

No, this wasn’t going to be good at all.

Present time, in Ichigo’s room, on his bed,…

Grimmjow ripped off Ichigo’s clothes and greedily took in his naked body before reaching down to touch him. Ichigo gasped and his back arched when Grimmjow brushed his fingers over skin which felt raw and overly sensitive.

“You feel like you’re on fire.” Grimmjow murmured more to himself than to Ichigo and palmed Ichigo’s erection. Ichigo moaned and managed to raise one of his arms up enough to rest it on Grimmjow’s wrist. “It seems like my saliva is working on you.”

“W-wait, I’m not ready,” Ichigo said through teary eyes and gazed up at Grimmjow pleadingly.

Grimmjow growled at the words and the tone they were said in, but unfortunately for Ichigo it only turned him on more.

“You are ready,” Grimmjow practically snarled and pried Ichigo’s legs apart to move in between them. “It’s your mind that’s freaking out about it; your body and your heart know you’re ready.”

Grimmjow leaned down and nuzzled Ichigo’s cock. “You’re ripe and ready for picking.” Grimmjow slid a finger along the underside of his erection and Ichigo’s hips twitched involuntarily. “Just let me mate with you and I promise to take care of you.”

Ichigo glowered at him and used a great deal of his energy to raise his head. “Just!? You have a strange idea of what ‘just’ is!”

Grimmjow didn’t dignify that with a response. Instead he flicked his tongue over the head of Ichigo’s erection and sucked on him. Like with all other male cat demons, Ichigo had tiny hook-like barbs that covered his penis. They weren’t sharp and felt silky and smooth when stroked downward toward the base of the penis, but when stroked in the other direction they grew hard and resistant. (1)

The dominant panther demon dragged his fingers along the row of barbs and rubbed underneath them, making Ichigo claw at the sheets and hiss in pleasure. Ichigo was very surprised that someone like Grimmjow didn’t already have a mate, he seemed like he knew what he wanted and wouldn’t take no for an answer.

“Why me?” Ichigo asked when Grimmjow pulled away to undress as well. Grimmjow paused halfway through taking off his shirt and narrowed his eyes. “You can have anyone you want, so leave me alone!”

“You’re a real fucking idiot, do you know that?” Grimmjow said and stripped off his shirt. His muscles were large and ripped and were covered in scars that didn’t detract from his attractiveness what so ever. Ichigo gulped. “I want you because you’re a fighter who stands up for his friends and doesn’t take any shit from anybody. You’re beautiful and sexy and damn if the way you’re squirming underneath me doesn’t make me want to fuck you ‘till you can’t get out of bed.”

Ichigo gaped at him for a moment at the declaration and renewed his efforts to get his body to obey him once more.

“You have until the count of three to get out of my room!” Ichigo growled dangerously and scowled at Grimmjow who was undoing his pants.

“Or what?”

“One,” Ichigo started in a low, dangerous tone.

“Will you punish me?” Grimmjow asked and pushed his pants down revealing that he wasn’t wearing any underwear and his cock was long and thick.

“Two.” Ichigo’s voice was a little bit strangled now and he was trying not to look at Grimmjow’s nakedness.

“Or maybe I should be the one punishing you.” Grimmjow knelt on the bed again and hovered over Ichigo with a smug grin on his face and his cock jutting out toward Ichigo.

“Three.” Ichigo used every ounce of strength he had to punch Grimmjow hard in the jaw. Grimmjow tumbled off the bed more in surprise then in pain and Ichigo reached up to fumble for the window. Before he even managed to unlock it Grimmjow was on top of him and slamming his hands on either side of his head fiercely.

Ichigo cried out in pain and shock at the suddenness of it but it was promptly muffled by a rough kiss. Ichigo tried to twist his head away, but Grimmjow sank his teeth into Ichigo’s lower lip, making it painful to try and move. When Grimmjow finally pulled away Ichigo’s lip was bleeding and it looked bruised and swollen.

“You’re my mate whether you like it or not, but I assure you, you will grow to like it.” Grimmjow was still a bit angry that Ichigo had challenged his dominance again so quickly after Grimmjow established it.

Ichigo scowled at him and Grimmjow returned it before gliding his hands down Ichigo’s arms to caress his sides. Ichigo’s body was still sluggish and heavy and he couldn’t even lift his arms up any more. He wanted to push Grimmjow away but wasn’t able to.

He let out a low whimper when Grimmjow began to suck on his cock and pried his legs apart. He rested his strong, calloused hands on Ichigo’s soft legs and stroked his inner thigh. Ichigo trembled in lust and reminded himself that he didn’t want this. He didn’t want Grimmjow pressing his tongue on the underside of his cock or…oh god! Deep-throating him.

Ichigo panted harshly and bit his already swollen and painful lower lip in order to not cry out. However, a small mewl managed to escape him and Grimmjow’s bright blue eyes flicked up to meet his own. He looked far too smug which made Ichigo even more pissed off. He let Ichigo’s cock slip from his mouth with one last slurp and licked his lips.

“Where’s your lube?”

“Even if I wanted you to use it, which I don’t, I don’t have any!” Ichigo said loudly and was pleased that something was going his way at least. No lube meant no sex. Unless Grimmjow just used saliva, but that was something Ichigo didn’t want to consider.

“What kind of teenage guy doesn’t have lube?” Grimmjow asked with a raised eyebrow and then his eyes lit up.

“Luckily I just remembered I brought some with me, just in case.” He got off of Ichigo and walked over to his pants to search through one of the pockets. “I figured you would get pissy if I got strawberry scented so I got cherry instead.”

“You’re not getting that anywhere near my ass,” Ichigo said with a sneer and pressed his legs together as tightly as he could in his current state.

“Sure I am, my feisty little mate,” Grimmjow said with a purr and set it on the bed next to Ichigo before kissing him again. This time he gripped Ichigo’s chin firmly so he couldn’t bite down and pried his mouth open to slip in his tongue. Ichigo quivered as the taste of Grimmjow overwhelmed his senses and his cock reacted accordingly.

“Did you know, Ichigo,” Grimmjow said as he moved to nibble on Ichigo’s ear, “that my saliva doesn’t just have the ability to make you almost paralyzed, but it also works as an aphrodisiac?”

Ichigo swallowed roughly and felt dizzy from the desire pulsing inside of him.

“I told you, you will want me whether you want to or not.”

“Th-that’s not fair…” Ichigo gasped and let his legs fall apart when Grimmjow moved a hand between them to cup Ichigo’s balls.

“F-fuck, that feels too good…” Ichigo turned his head to the side and closed his eyes tightly when Grimmjow reached for the lube.

“Do you want this?” Grimmjow asked huskily and squeezed Ichigo’s erection. “Will you let me mate with you?”

“Does it matter what I want? You’ll do it either way,” Ichigo bit out, but it was hard to do because his mind just wanted to go blank.

“Let me hear you say it, tell me you want me,” Grimmjow said and kissed the side of his neck. “Tell me you want to be my mate.”

“Fuck! Y-yes already!” Ichigo said with a moan. He gave in. He didn’t have it in him to fight any longer and he might as well try to enjoy it rather then Grimmjow decide to not let him have pleasure as well.

“Good,” Grimmjow rumbled and suddenly yanked Ichigo off the bed and flipped him over. Ichigo hissed as Grimmjow pushed him so he was draped over the side of his bed so his chest was pressed against the mattress but his knees were on the floor. Grimmjow yanked his pillow off the bed and tucked them underneath Ichigo’s knees so Ichigo was more comfortable. Not to mention he was now the perfect height for Grimmjow to plow into his ass.

Grimmjow grabbed the lube from where he set if before and flicked open the lid to pour a generous amount onto his fingers. Ichigo’s breath caught in his throat and he clutched at the sheets when two of them were abruptly shoved inside of him. His ears flattened against his head at the pain and the tip of his tail flicked in agitation.

“It hurts…” Ichigo whined and moved his hips to try and get away from it but couldn’t with his limited strength and the bed barring his movements.

“It will get better,” Grimmjow reassured him in a low voice and spread his fingers apart roughly. Ichigo moaned again and clenched his eyes shut tightly to try and block out the pain. Grimmjow wiggled his fingers around and cursed until he finally found the bundle of nerves.

Ichigo’s back straightened and he sat up with a pleasured cry as Grimmjow pressed against his prostate.

“Oh!” Ichigo said in surprised and let his head drop back to rest on Grimmjow’s shoulder. Grimmjow was very pleased with the access it gave him to Ichigo’s throat and sucked and bit at his neck greedily.

“You’re really opening up for me now,” Grimmjow purred and slipped in a third finger that made Ichigo tense once more.

“Don’t get stiff again! Unless it’s right here…” He stroked Ichigo’s cock and chuckled at his own joke. He easily found Ichigo’s prostate once more and Ichigo was reduced to a quivering pile of mush once more.

He deemed Ichigo as prepared and removed his fingers, drawing a grumbled protest from Ichigo. He poured the lube directly onto his cock and stroked himself to make sure he was completely covered.

“Are you going to use a condom?” Ichigo asked hesitantly as he peaked over his shoulder at Grimmjow.

Grimmjow pushed Ichigo flat against the bed and scraped his sharp teeth along Ichigo’s spine.

“No. To fully mate I need to mark my territory inside of you as well.” He stopped when he saw Ichigo’s worried face and sighed.

“We can get one of those ‘morning after’ pills if you think you’ll get pregnant, I am very potent after all.” He smirked and Ichigo glowered at him.

“Fuck you!”

“No, Ichigo, fuck you.” With that he lined himself up to Ichigo’s entrance and sheathed himself completely inside of Ichigo without stopping. Ichigo gave a piercing scream and clawed at the sheets in agony as he felt like he was torn in half. Tears trickled down his cheeks and he gave a choked sob before he managed to stifle it.

“Oh, fuck, Ichigo you feel so damn good…” Grimmjow groaned and moved to kiss Ichigo, but paused when he saw the tears.

“Ah, right, sorry Ichi, you make me lose control of myself…” He caressed Ichigo’s sides and moved a hand to stroke Ichigo’s cock, then frowned when he found it was turning limp.

“Damn it,” Grimmjow hissed more to himself, cursing his own stupidity for entering Ichigo so quickly. He dragged a finger around Ichigo’s entrance and was satisfied to find that he wasn’t bleeding too badly. He pressed butterfly kisses along his mate’s neck and shoulders while he stroked him to hardness once more. Ichigo shuddered beneath him, making Grimmjow feel smug once more.

“It will feel better once I start moving,” Grimmjow promised and grabbed Ichigo’s hips in preparation to do so, but Ichigo stopped him by grabbing at his hand.

“Please don’t move yet, it still hurts too badly…” Ichigo’s voice trembled as he spoke and Grimmjow felt guilt clench in his gut once more. He was throbbing and aching to move, to fuck Ichigo long and hard and it was getting pretty difficult to not give into his instincts.

He bit down on Ichigo’s shoulder and snarled underneath his breath while his hips rocked forward to coax Ichigo open. “I’m moving now, Ichi,” he warned Ichigo and received a shaky nod in response. He pulled out hastily in order to aim for Ichigo’s prostate that much sooner, but he forgot that the barbs might make Ichigo uncomfortable.

Ichigo let out a loud yowl and writhed underneath Grimmjow. He couldn’t make up his mind on how to escape the pain because if he tried to pull away the barbs scraped his insides, but if he pushed back then Grimmjow would sink further into him. He let out a hiccupped sob and buried his face into the bedding with his ass in the air.

Fuck, Grimmjow had heard about awkward and painful first times, but he never guessed that he would put his mate through one. He decided to just get it over with and stop drawing it out so he swiftly pulled out of Ichigo completely. Ichigo keened and pressed himself further against the bed. Grimmjow immediately thrust back inside of him and Ichigo screamed again as the pace continued.

Grimmjow cursed and made sure he kept Ichigo erect as he desperately tried to find his prostate again. Ichigo was trembling underneath him and making mewling noises that Grimmjow found incredibly sexy. He grabbed the base of Ichigo’s tail and tugged on it slightly while his own tail entwined with it.

“Gah!!!”

Finally he found Ichigo’s prostate. He grinned broadly and changed the angle of his thrusts so he brushed against it every time. Ichigo was a quivering mess of pleasure that contrasted sharply with the agony he just went through. The barbs that felt like they were shredding him before now sent electric bolts of pleasure through his body as they scraped against his prostate.

“Ah, fuck, Grimmjow!!!” Ichigo called out Grimmjow’s name and arched against his mate. A warm sensation pooled in his chest and his stomach at the thought of Grimmjow now being his mate. It was strange because he was so against it before… he was worried that if he got a mate then they would die and leave him alone like his mother did his dad. Ichigo didn’t want to deal with that sort of pain.

However, now with euphoria rushing through his veins, he thought it might be worth the risk of loosing Grimmjow in order to be with him. Before Ichigo even realized it, he was coming. His climax spilled out of him and made his entire body pulse with pleasure, desire and love.

Grimmjow roared as Ichigo came, tightening around Grimmjow’s cock reflexively. Grimmjow actually felt Ichigo’s orgasm as he came through their connection and it pushed him over into coming as well. He spilled himself deep inside of his mate, completing their final bond as his semen mixed with Ichigo’s blood. Ichigo shivered and went limp underneath him while Grimmjow had to keep himself from collapsing.

He pulled out of Ichigo and Ichigo’s ears flattened against the side of his head in discomfort. His tail tried to twitch but Grimmjow’s was still entwined with it so it couldn’t. Grimmjow chuckled and picked Ichigo up to lay him on the bed, still face down. Ichigo whined and moved to roll onto his back but Grimmjow stopped him but grabbing his hips in a tight grip.

Ichigo was about to voice his complaint when Grimmjow spread his ass open and dipped his tongue inside to lap at his entrance.

“What the fuck!?” Ichigo yelped as Grimmjow licked his sore hole. “Stop that!”

Grimmjow ignored the demands and continued cleaning up the mess he made. Despite not like the taste of his own come, his mate was divine and the irony taste of his blood made Grimmjow’s chest rumble in delight. He was almost disappointed when he finished his task and allowed his gasping Ichigo to relax once more.

He plopped down on the bed next to Ichigo and dragged his mate to his chest with a contented sigh. Ichigo tensed at first before relaxing once more into the embrace. He shifted and squirmed to find a comfortable position until he finally turned around to face Grimmjow.

Grimmjow studied Ichigo closely. Although his tears had dried, his eyes were red and puffy from all the crying and his lips were split and bruised. There were several bite marks all over him, but the claiming one was the worst. It was already turning dark purple and the indents where the points of his teeth dug in were filled with dried blood.

He nuzzled his nose along Ichigo’s neck and licked and sucked at the mark delicately in order to clean it. Ichigo grumbled but allowed him to do so with a wide yawn.

“Do you want to come back to my place before your family gets back?” Grimmjow asked in between licks.

Ichigo blinked in surprise. “Your place?”

“I have an apartment about twenty minutes walk from here… move in with me, unless you want to stay here with your crazy old man.”

Ichigo snorted. “No way, But I’m too tired and sore to move right now.”

“That’s okay, I’ll carry you,” Grimmjow said offhandedly and hopped out of the bed to start yanking his clothes on. Ichigo looked at him through bleary eyes before he decided that was too much effort and went to sleep.

When he woke up again he was completely dressed and sitting in the front seat of a car. He blinked and looked over at Grimmjow who had a shit-eating grin on his face. He glanced over at Ichigo and the grin only widened.

“Are we almost there?” Ichigo asked and shifted to sit up more before instantly regretting it. A sharp pain shot up his back and he winced with a whimper. He glared at Grimmjow who didn’t look in the least bit sorry.

“We’re almost there. I hope you don’t mind I packed for you; I pretty much just threw everything you had into a couple of bags and brought them with.”

Ichigo realized that in the conversation he had with Grimmjow before he had misunderstood something. Grimmjow actually wanted Ichigo to move in with him, not just spend the night.

“W-wait, Grimmjow, I can’t just leave my dad’s house without saying anything.”

“I left a note,” Grimmjow said and then pulled into a parking garage of a very large, fancy apartment complex. Ichigo gaped and Grimmjow gave him a smug smile. “Can you walk or do you need me to carry you?”

“I can walk.” Ichigo responded sourly and opened the door to get out. He wasn’t even able to stand up before he fell back down. Grimmjow wisely didn’t laugh, but he did look very pleased when he walked around the car to lift Ichigo into his arms bridal style.

At the security check point the guard gave them a funny look, but didn’t say anything when Grimmjow glared at him. He carried Ichigo all the way to his apartment without even breathing hard and unlocked the door without setting him down.

Ichigo gaped at the large condo which looked very rich, indeed. He had dark leather and mahogany furniture and a huge entertainment system that looked state of the art. However, Ichigo barely got to look at it all because Grimmjow immediately carried him to the bedroom.

An enormous canopy bed dominated the room with black silk sheets and plush pillows. There was an armoire off to the side, but again, Ichigo didn’t get to see much because Grimmjow dropped him on the bed and then crouched over him with a predatory look in his eyes.

“Er, Grimmjow? I’m not up for another round yet… Wait, stop looking at me like that…” Ichigo flinched as his clothes were unceremoniously ripped off of him and Grimmjow undressed as well. At least Grimmjow’s saliva had worn off at last.

“By the way, Ichigo, I just thought you should know that my saliva doesn’t act as an aphrodisiac,” Grimmjow said gleefully and laughed at the horrified look on Ichigo’s face. “Now it’s time to mate again!!!”

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(1)- It’s debatable about whether the barbs on the penis of a male cat hurt the female cat during intercourse but their purpose is to make the female cat ovulate… (my mom is a vet so I know a lot about these things) they yowl really loudly when it happens, but again, it might be in pleasure or in pain.

I’m so mean to Ichi, but I’ve learned to accept this dark, malicious, perverted side of me >:3