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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Bleach
  Relationship:
      Grimmjow_Jaegerjaques/Kurosaki_Ichigo
  Character:
      Grimmjow_Jaegerjaques, Kurosaki_Ichigo
  Additional Tags:
      Fight_Sex, Anal_Sex, Anal_Fingering, Hate_Sex
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-11-07 Words: 1341
****** So Sudden ******
by WiltingGirl
Summary
     Ichigo didn't know how or why, but one moment they were fighting and
     the next they were fucking. PWP
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
One minute they were in the heat of battle, and the next Grimmjow was fingering
him.
Grimmjow’s mouth was wet and rough against Ichigo’s throat. The arrancar seemed
to be trying to kiss everything but the teenager’s mouth. He’d had his fingers
in Ichigo for what, a good ten minutes now?
Ichigo could have fought this off, but he was caught off guard. When Grimmjow
had dropped Pantera and lunged at him, he hadn’t expected the arrancar to start
removing his hakama. It was even more shocking when a finger was shoved into
him, something he didn’t expect. Ichigo wanted to yell, push the man off of him
and punch him in the balls. But he didn’t, because a part of Ichigo was
enjoying it. It wasn’t the sensation, hell no, because it burned. It was just
the fact that it was so left field, something he could have never anticipated.
And while his fights with Grimmjow were never boring, this still spiced things
up and set an unfamiliar twist of excitement in him.
Ichigo hadn’t even noticed when the second or third fingers were shoved in
roughly because Grimmjow seemed dead set on keeping his mouth latched on
Ichigo’s neck, not bothering with being gentle. What were now well past being
hickeys would definitely be welts later.
The motion of Grimmjow’s fingers inside of Ichigo didn’t match that of his
quick breathing. His fingers were slow, like he was purposefully taking his
time to make Ichigo want it more. As torturous as that was, Ichigo thanked him
in the back of his head somewhere that could still produce thoughts despite his
clouded mind. Grimmjow was doing a good job of loosening Ichigo. The soul
reaper sensed this since the pain was gone and Grimmjow’s fingers slid in and
out with ease now.
Grimmjow was avoiding Ichigo’s eyes, and that pissed the teenager off. Ichigo
grabbed Grimmjow’s jaw roughly, detaching his teeth from his shoulder with a
small tear of his own skin in the process. He forced the arrancar to look at
him, earning a snarl in return and a set of fierce teeth on his lower lip.
Grimmjow sucked at Ichigo’s bleeding lip, still not kissing him despite being
so close to it.
Grimmjow withdrew his fingers, making Ichigo wince when one of his jagged
fingernails caught on the sensitive flesh inside. Ichigo went ahead and got on
his hands and knees, not having to be told to. He figured it would be easier
this way, physically and mentally.
Wasting no time at all, Grimmjow gripped Ichigo’s hip and slid his cock inside
slowly until he was halfway in, slamming in the rest of the way. Ichigo moaned,
his upper body betraying him and knocking him down onto his elbows for support.
He cursed, wishing that it had hurt. He could deal with it hurting, the pain
would be easier to accept. The fact was that it felt so good he had to bite
down on his lip and add to the wound Grimmjow had already made there to keep
himself quiet.
Ichigo felt fucking ridiculous. He couldn’t bring himself to feel an ounce of
shame as Grimmjow pounded into his body relentlessly. It was even worse that he
was moaning and whining as if Grimmjow had paid for him. Still, he smirked to
himself. Ichigo couldn’t help but feel a bit of pride in the fact that the
arrancar was attracted to him. He wasn’t sure what he had done, but something
had made Grimmjow snap and stoop to fucking him.
‘At least it’s dark and no one’s around.’ Ichigo thought to himself, shoving
the side of his face into the ground as Grimmjow changed his angle.
The fullness Ichigo felt was both annoying and amazing. He’d never even thought
about how it would feel to have sex with a man, but it was a lot better than he
could have ever expected. Or maybe because it was Grimmjow and the way he was
handling Ichigo’s body so roughly. Grimmjow didn’t bother with foreplay or
making sure Ichigo was okay, his only goal was to get them both off. Right down
to business and to the point, Ichigo liked that.
Ichigo hissed in pain as a fistful of his hair was taken into a rough hand.
“Ya still with me or did ya pass out on me, kid?” Grimmjow had no problem
hiding the fact that he was enjoying himself, he let the groans slip passed his
lips as he spoke, not once letting up the pace of his hips as he slammed his
cock in and out of Ichigo.
Ichigo couldn’t seem to find his words, so he pushed his ass back against
Grimmjow’s hips to try and get the man deeper. That would have to serve as an
answer.
And Grimmjow must have liked that because he was damn near growling now. A low
moan ripped from his throat as he took hold of Ichigo’s thigh and lifted it a
bit so he could try and get just a little more of himself in as if he wasn’t
already balls deep in the soul reaper.
Ichigo’s throat was dry now since his mouth was open in an almost constant slew
of moans and hisses. A small string up spit ran down the corner of his mouth,
and Ichigo felt embarrassed that he couldn’t wipe it away because if he tried
to break the leverage of just one arm he’d be lying flat on the ground now.
Ichigo started wondering how long they’d been fucking now because his hip was
starting to ache and the flesh where Grimmjow had his thumbs pressed into his
sides was starting to bruise and sting. Not only that but he had become
basically wet inside now, they must have been at it for a while for Grimmjow to
leak enough precum inside of Ichigo to make him that slick. Ichigo was becoming
oversensitized, only becoming increasingly aware of just how big Grimmjow’s
cock was and how it made pleasure singe up his spine and into his abdomen.
Feeling that it was only fair, Ichigo began clenching around the arrancar to
increase his pleasure as well. Grimmjow inhaled deeply at the sensation,
stopping only for a split second before pulling out and pushing back in slow
but hard at the end.
“Fuck”
It was the first word Ichigo had spoken during the entire encounter.
Grimmjow smirked to himself, eyes gazing down to watch himself thrust in and
out of Ichigo. He was getting off on the sight. The fact that the soul reaper
had even been willing was even better, it stroked Grimmjow’s ego.
Ichigo’s body was aching and screaming at him at this point. There was no
change of position, so his limbs were burning with the need to move but he kept
himself put, letting Grimmjow use his body as he pleased. But was it really
considered ‘using’ if he was getting just as much, if not more, pleasure out
the action? He didn’t dwell for too long.
Grimmjow was cursing through moans, his hips snapping forward even more
brutally now. Without warning he stopped, slamming Ichigo’s hips against him as
he came deep inside of him. Ichigo let out a prolonged moan, nearly slamming
his head into the ground. His cock hadn’t even been touched once but he felt
his own release spill out of him. Grimmjow remained inside and thrust his spent
cock in and halfway out a few times before pulling out altogether.
“My cum really feel so good in you that you blew your load?” Grimmjow laughed,
tucking himself back into his own hakama.
Ichigo lifted himself up, joints popping in the process. He glared at the
arrancar, feeling a little dirty that he'd been able to cum just from being
fucked. His insides felt slick and sticky but he couldn’t deny that he enjoyed
it deep down in some sick way.
Grimmjow scowled, throwing Ichigo his own removed clothing. “Better get goin’.
See ya around.”
End Notes
     I know I've got another story to work on but hey, felt like writing
     this one-shot.
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