Oil Stains Chapter 3
Getting ready to go to the bar that night Ichigo couldn't help but sigh at himself and shake his head. He was too easily taken in by that smile, those puppy dog eyes. He was a complete sucker for it, and he was more then a little embarrassed by how easy it was for Renji to get what he wanted from him. Now if only Renji wanted sex from him then everything would be fine. But the damn redhead never made a move and Ichigo was just left frustrated and googly eyed for no apparent reason.
He attempted to comb his hair, knowing the gesture was useless but still attempting it anyway. His low slung jeans were just on the right side of revealing, showing off the body he was proud of without blatantly looking like he was trying to get laid. Which he was. Just a little...
The collared shirt he wore was a dark satiny green, which somehow managed to contrast just enough with his hair to look pleasing. He also opted for a choker/collar necklace and some steel toed boots. Altogether he looked pretty hot, he figured. But standing next to Grimmjow and Renji he would look like the salad before the main course and desert. He sighed and little, shaking his head again and heading out to his living room. Grimmjow and Renji had agreed to meet him there once they were ready to go. Ichigo just figured they were going to have a nice quickie in the shower before they came over, so he didn't expect the knock on his door so soon. He jumped a little, sitting up on his leather couch and hopping to his feet. He pulled open the door only to see Renji with an irritated look on his face and Grimmjow looking like a cat that had its cream taken away. Ichigo could almost imagine the pulled back, disappointed ears.
"I told ya, Grimm, I aint lettin' you fuck me b'fore we go to the god damn bar! I ain't a sex toy!" He growled, blushing a bit when he noticed Ichigo.
ichigo just blinked for a moment. Let Grimmjow fuck him? Well that answers one question.... He thought to himself, shaking his head again to clear it and taking a moment to actually look at his companions.
Grimmjow was wearing what appeared to be dark blue leather pants, and a white button up shirt with the collar popped up. Ichigo never understood why Grimmjow always wore white shirts... And somehow he managed to not get them dirty either, it was a mystery. The lace up, calf-high, military style boots completed the look, managing to leave Grimmjow looking both bad-ass and entirely fuckable, which Ichigo was sure was the goal.
Still, as good as Grimmjow looked, he still didn't hold a candle to the redhead beside him. The man wore black jeans and plain boots, a black shirt with a lace up collar, which he'd left completely unlaced with the tattoos on his chest temptingly revealed. A matching black bandanna made the blood red of his hair stand out even more in its simple braid. How the hell had Renji dressed so plainly and still managed to show them both up?
Ichigo led them both inside, deciding not to mention the conversation he'd overheard. "Alright, so where are we going, then?" he asked them, settling back on his couch. He could feel both Grimmjow's and Renji's eyes on him, burning over his form, it made him blush a little. Why were they looking at him so intensely?
"Well I think a new bar was just opened up down town, right? Why don't we check that place out? I hear the woman who runs it throws great parties." Renji suggested.
Grimmjow nodded. "Yeah, if its lame, we can just go somewhere else."
Ichigo nodded as well. "So its decided then?"
~//~
The new bar was run by a woman name Rangiku, most people called her Matsumoto. She was the life of the party, and welcomed the three men into her bar personally with a wide smile and a smothering, breast squishing hug.
"Oh! You're all so cute!" she said, rubbing Ichigo's head affectionately. "You're Orihime's friend right?" She asked, when she finally let the boy breath.
"You know Orihime?"
"Yep!" Matsumoto laughed, pointing over across the bar, where a long haired, chesty girl stood with a tray of drinks, dressed in a short black skirt and a matching black shirt and apron, which seemed to be the dress uniform of the employees of the bar.
"She works here?!"
"Yep." Matsumoto laughed again. "She's my best waitress. She talks about you all the time. I figured you were the only orange haired cute boy around here, so it must be you."
Ichigo blushed at the 'cute' comment.
"So who are your friends?" Matusmoto asked, an arm around Ichigo's waist, entirely too familiar, making him uncomfortable.
"Er... This is Renji and this is Grimmjow..." he said, looking at the grinning men who were entirely too amused by his situation.
"Always happy to have a couple of cuties walking into my bar. It's good for business." She said, smiling flirtatiously at them both and leading them in to an empty table. "We'll start the real fun soon, but in the meantime I'll get Orihime over here to be your waitress."
They sat down at the table, looking around at the dimly lit club, red and black gleaming from almost every surface. There was a charged feel to the place, and the atmosphere was exciting. When Orihime came over to them she practically hopped with the excited feel.
"Ichigo!" she said, smiling widely. "It's so good to see you!" She leaned forward to give her friend a warm hug. Orihime had been much more comfortable with Ichigo since he'd come out about being gay. It was like the pressure was off of her to have him like her. They were much better friends now. "Are you here for the karaoke?"
"There's karaoke?" Ichigo said, smiling at here. "We didn't know, we just wanted to check this place out. I'm not much of a singer."
Orihime practically glowed. "Oh, but you should sing! It doesn't matter if you're good, it's fun."
Ichigo shook his head, making Orihime turn to his companions. "What about you, Renji?" she said, smiling a little. "Or perhaps your friend?" She looked at Grimmjow a little nervously.
Renji looked at Grimmjow. "You'll sing, ne?"
Grimmjow rolled his eyes. "Only if you do too." he said.
"Fine." Renji crossed his arms over his chest.
Grimmjow grinned, "Alright then."
Orihime clapped her hands together and beamed. "Wonderful! I'll get the book so you guys can pick your songs!" She said, rushing off excitedly. Ichigo chuckled, she'd completely forgotten to ask what they wanted to drink. He'd remind her when she came back.
-//-
They enjoyed the night, keeping up the buzz with shots and pitchers of beer. They laughed together as they picked out songs, not afraid to smack each other when they made stupid suggestions and generally having a good time. They filled out their slips of paper with a song for each of them to sing, not revealing their final choices to each other and laughing again at their own silliness. They were all drunk enough, even Ichigo, to be willing to sing in front of the crowd.
Orihime, surprisingly, was the organizer of the karaoke, and she decided the line up, singing her own songs every so often when there was a new rotation. She'd told them before she went up that she would shuffle up the entries so they would be all mixed up. So, with a confidence that she certainly hadn't possessed a few years before Orihime walked right up to the mic and greeted the crowd enthusiastically. When her own son began she was bubbly and bursting with energy.
"'Cause you're hot then you're cold, you're yes then you're no, you're in then you're out, you're up and your down!" she sang happily, pouting at the crowd and laughing lightly. She danced a little, nothing outrageous, just moving her curvy little body to the beat. When she finished with a flourishing bow she called up the first person to sing.
And so it began.
-//-
They didn't know when they would be up to sing, so they just drank some more and watched other people with amusement. Some people were talented and did a nice job. Others were just drunk, making up for their off key voices with shouts and energetic dancing. The first person to get called up out of the three of them, surprisingly, was Grimmjow. The blue-haired man looked a little surprised as he walked up to the stage. He had a swagger to him that caught both Ichigo and Renji's eyes, though they tried to ignore each others awareness of their watching.
They were shocked when the pop-ish sounding music started up in the speakers, and the grinning man moved his hips sensually to a Spanish sounding rhythm. Renji and Ichigo's eyes just about bugged out of their heads. They glanced at each other in astonishment as Grimmjow started to sing.
"Tonight we dance, I leave my life in your hands. We take the floor, nothing is forbidden anymore..."
It was... rather amazing actually, and Renji and Ichigo found that they weren't the only one's staring as Grimmjow started singing out in perfect sounding Spanish, even sometimes singing the normally English lyrics in his native tongue. Renji and Ichigo often forgot about Grimmjow's roots, where he came from. But obviously you could take the man out of the dusty town of Hueco Mundo, but you couldn't take Hueco Mundo out of the man.
"Bailamos! Let the rhythm take you over, Bailamos! Te quiero, amor mio, TE QUIERO!"
The rest of the song was enjoyable, at some point Grimmjow pulled Orihime into an impromptu tango before laughing and waving his way off the stage. Both of the other men at his table just stared at him.
"What? Ya guys didn't like it."
They were quick to say otherwise, commenting on their surprise at Grimmjow's song choice and laughing drunkenly at his dancing. But after awhile their teasing ended, as Ichigo was the next one to be called up.
Entirely without Grimmjow's swagger, Ichigo blushed as he walked up onto the stage. He cleared his throat as the music started, looking a little unsure. Renji recognized the tune, smiling a little and shaking his head. Grimmjow, however, had never heard the song before and just watched with interest.
"Hey, slow it down whataya want from me? Whataya want from me? Yeah i'm afraid, whataya want from me? Whataya want from me?"
It was slower then Grimmjow's song, less energetic and more punk-ish and sad. Ichigo seemed to pour a bit of himself into it, much to the delight of his audience and Grimmjow and Renji were clapping when he returned to the table.
It took awhile, but finally it was Renji's turn. He looked pumped as he walked up to the mic, grinning around himself at the people in his audience. He didn't waste anytime when the song started, getting right into it right away.
"Just hear me out. If it's not perfect I'll perfect it til my heart explodes..."
The song suited his rough voice, with just enough mischief and sexual edge to suit the song. Ichigo was left speechless, ignoring Grimmjow as he watched, mesmerized by the redhead's every move as he sang. What was it about attractive men singing that just made a person want to rip their clothes off?
"Let's go home, and get stoned, we can end up makin' love instead o' misery. Go home. Get stoned. 'Cause the sex is so much better when you're mad at me."
Suddenly Ichigo could picture it. Renji and him, after a fight, angrily, lustily tearing at each other as they ripped their clothes off and fought for dominance. Grimmjow's song had been playfully sexy, Ichigo's had been heartfelt, and Renji's was just HOT. It seemed like somebody had turned the heat up in the bar, Ichigo's face flushed with the increased temperature, his body throbbing. And Grimmjow didn't seem much better off. They looked at each other and it was as though a truce was called. They were both too drunk and happy to fight over him tonight. But that didn't mean they couldn't try to share. When Renji stepped off the stage, Grimmjow and Ichigo were walking towards him. They dragged the confused redhead out of the bar by his shirt, slamming him against the nearest wall once they were outside. It was Ichigo that clung to him first, stealing a kiss from him that tasted like booze and electricity. Ichigo had never wanted anything as much as this.
"Do you have any idea how much you just turned me on?" He murmured breathlessly.
Grimmjow leaned over to nip punishingly at the redhead's throat. "It wasn't exactly fair, Ren. Ambushin' us like that..."
Renji looked confused and aroused at the same time, biting his lip which now tasted like Ichigo. "I don't know what ya mean..." he slurred quietly.
"You'll find out in a minute..." Grimmjow growled, looking at Ichigo.
Ichigo nodded. "My apartment's closest..." he said. "Let's walk there."
-//-
There another chapter done. And, obviously, there will be smut in the next chapter. Yay! Hope you enjoyed this XD picking out their songs was fun. For some reason picturing Renji singing Hinder is the hottest thing EVER. Don't ask me why XD
He attempted to comb his hair, knowing the gesture was useless but still attempting it anyway. His low slung jeans were just on the right side of revealing, showing off the body he was proud of without blatantly looking like he was trying to get laid. Which he was. Just a little...
The collared shirt he wore was a dark satiny green, which somehow managed to contrast just enough with his hair to look pleasing. He also opted for a choker/collar necklace and some steel toed boots. Altogether he looked pretty hot, he figured. But standing next to Grimmjow and Renji he would look like the salad before the main course and desert. He sighed and little, shaking his head again and heading out to his living room. Grimmjow and Renji had agreed to meet him there once they were ready to go. Ichigo just figured they were going to have a nice quickie in the shower before they came over, so he didn't expect the knock on his door so soon. He jumped a little, sitting up on his leather couch and hopping to his feet. He pulled open the door only to see Renji with an irritated look on his face and Grimmjow looking like a cat that had its cream taken away. Ichigo could almost imagine the pulled back, disappointed ears.
"I told ya, Grimm, I aint lettin' you fuck me b'fore we go to the god damn bar! I ain't a sex toy!" He growled, blushing a bit when he noticed Ichigo.
ichigo just blinked for a moment. Let Grimmjow fuck him? Well that answers one question.... He thought to himself, shaking his head again to clear it and taking a moment to actually look at his companions.
Grimmjow was wearing what appeared to be dark blue leather pants, and a white button up shirt with the collar popped up. Ichigo never understood why Grimmjow always wore white shirts... And somehow he managed to not get them dirty either, it was a mystery. The lace up, calf-high, military style boots completed the look, managing to leave Grimmjow looking both bad-ass and entirely fuckable, which Ichigo was sure was the goal.
Still, as good as Grimmjow looked, he still didn't hold a candle to the redhead beside him. The man wore black jeans and plain boots, a black shirt with a lace up collar, which he'd left completely unlaced with the tattoos on his chest temptingly revealed. A matching black bandanna made the blood red of his hair stand out even more in its simple braid. How the hell had Renji dressed so plainly and still managed to show them both up?
Ichigo led them both inside, deciding not to mention the conversation he'd overheard. "Alright, so where are we going, then?" he asked them, settling back on his couch. He could feel both Grimmjow's and Renji's eyes on him, burning over his form, it made him blush a little. Why were they looking at him so intensely?
"Well I think a new bar was just opened up down town, right? Why don't we check that place out? I hear the woman who runs it throws great parties." Renji suggested.
Grimmjow nodded. "Yeah, if its lame, we can just go somewhere else."
Ichigo nodded as well. "So its decided then?"
~//~
The new bar was run by a woman name Rangiku, most people called her Matsumoto. She was the life of the party, and welcomed the three men into her bar personally with a wide smile and a smothering, breast squishing hug.
"Oh! You're all so cute!" she said, rubbing Ichigo's head affectionately. "You're Orihime's friend right?" She asked, when she finally let the boy breath.
"You know Orihime?"
"Yep!" Matsumoto laughed, pointing over across the bar, where a long haired, chesty girl stood with a tray of drinks, dressed in a short black skirt and a matching black shirt and apron, which seemed to be the dress uniform of the employees of the bar.
"She works here?!"
"Yep." Matsumoto laughed again. "She's my best waitress. She talks about you all the time. I figured you were the only orange haired cute boy around here, so it must be you."
Ichigo blushed at the 'cute' comment.
"So who are your friends?" Matusmoto asked, an arm around Ichigo's waist, entirely too familiar, making him uncomfortable.
"Er... This is Renji and this is Grimmjow..." he said, looking at the grinning men who were entirely too amused by his situation.
"Always happy to have a couple of cuties walking into my bar. It's good for business." She said, smiling flirtatiously at them both and leading them in to an empty table. "We'll start the real fun soon, but in the meantime I'll get Orihime over here to be your waitress."
They sat down at the table, looking around at the dimly lit club, red and black gleaming from almost every surface. There was a charged feel to the place, and the atmosphere was exciting. When Orihime came over to them she practically hopped with the excited feel.
"Ichigo!" she said, smiling widely. "It's so good to see you!" She leaned forward to give her friend a warm hug. Orihime had been much more comfortable with Ichigo since he'd come out about being gay. It was like the pressure was off of her to have him like her. They were much better friends now. "Are you here for the karaoke?"
"There's karaoke?" Ichigo said, smiling at here. "We didn't know, we just wanted to check this place out. I'm not much of a singer."
Orihime practically glowed. "Oh, but you should sing! It doesn't matter if you're good, it's fun."
Ichigo shook his head, making Orihime turn to his companions. "What about you, Renji?" she said, smiling a little. "Or perhaps your friend?" She looked at Grimmjow a little nervously.
Renji looked at Grimmjow. "You'll sing, ne?"
Grimmjow rolled his eyes. "Only if you do too." he said.
"Fine." Renji crossed his arms over his chest.
Grimmjow grinned, "Alright then."
Orihime clapped her hands together and beamed. "Wonderful! I'll get the book so you guys can pick your songs!" She said, rushing off excitedly. Ichigo chuckled, she'd completely forgotten to ask what they wanted to drink. He'd remind her when she came back.
-//-
They enjoyed the night, keeping up the buzz with shots and pitchers of beer. They laughed together as they picked out songs, not afraid to smack each other when they made stupid suggestions and generally having a good time. They filled out their slips of paper with a song for each of them to sing, not revealing their final choices to each other and laughing again at their own silliness. They were all drunk enough, even Ichigo, to be willing to sing in front of the crowd.
Orihime, surprisingly, was the organizer of the karaoke, and she decided the line up, singing her own songs every so often when there was a new rotation. She'd told them before she went up that she would shuffle up the entries so they would be all mixed up. So, with a confidence that she certainly hadn't possessed a few years before Orihime walked right up to the mic and greeted the crowd enthusiastically. When her own son began she was bubbly and bursting with energy.
"'Cause you're hot then you're cold, you're yes then you're no, you're in then you're out, you're up and your down!" she sang happily, pouting at the crowd and laughing lightly. She danced a little, nothing outrageous, just moving her curvy little body to the beat. When she finished with a flourishing bow she called up the first person to sing.
And so it began.
-//-
They didn't know when they would be up to sing, so they just drank some more and watched other people with amusement. Some people were talented and did a nice job. Others were just drunk, making up for their off key voices with shouts and energetic dancing. The first person to get called up out of the three of them, surprisingly, was Grimmjow. The blue-haired man looked a little surprised as he walked up to the stage. He had a swagger to him that caught both Ichigo and Renji's eyes, though they tried to ignore each others awareness of their watching.
They were shocked when the pop-ish sounding music started up in the speakers, and the grinning man moved his hips sensually to a Spanish sounding rhythm. Renji and Ichigo's eyes just about bugged out of their heads. They glanced at each other in astonishment as Grimmjow started to sing.
"Tonight we dance, I leave my life in your hands. We take the floor, nothing is forbidden anymore..."
It was... rather amazing actually, and Renji and Ichigo found that they weren't the only one's staring as Grimmjow started singing out in perfect sounding Spanish, even sometimes singing the normally English lyrics in his native tongue. Renji and Ichigo often forgot about Grimmjow's roots, where he came from. But obviously you could take the man out of the dusty town of Hueco Mundo, but you couldn't take Hueco Mundo out of the man.
"Bailamos! Let the rhythm take you over, Bailamos! Te quiero, amor mio, TE QUIERO!"
The rest of the song was enjoyable, at some point Grimmjow pulled Orihime into an impromptu tango before laughing and waving his way off the stage. Both of the other men at his table just stared at him.
"What? Ya guys didn't like it."
They were quick to say otherwise, commenting on their surprise at Grimmjow's song choice and laughing drunkenly at his dancing. But after awhile their teasing ended, as Ichigo was the next one to be called up.
Entirely without Grimmjow's swagger, Ichigo blushed as he walked up onto the stage. He cleared his throat as the music started, looking a little unsure. Renji recognized the tune, smiling a little and shaking his head. Grimmjow, however, had never heard the song before and just watched with interest.
"Hey, slow it down whataya want from me? Whataya want from me? Yeah i'm afraid, whataya want from me? Whataya want from me?"
It was slower then Grimmjow's song, less energetic and more punk-ish and sad. Ichigo seemed to pour a bit of himself into it, much to the delight of his audience and Grimmjow and Renji were clapping when he returned to the table.
It took awhile, but finally it was Renji's turn. He looked pumped as he walked up to the mic, grinning around himself at the people in his audience. He didn't waste anytime when the song started, getting right into it right away.
"Just hear me out. If it's not perfect I'll perfect it til my heart explodes..."
The song suited his rough voice, with just enough mischief and sexual edge to suit the song. Ichigo was left speechless, ignoring Grimmjow as he watched, mesmerized by the redhead's every move as he sang. What was it about attractive men singing that just made a person want to rip their clothes off?
"Let's go home, and get stoned, we can end up makin' love instead o' misery. Go home. Get stoned. 'Cause the sex is so much better when you're mad at me."
Suddenly Ichigo could picture it. Renji and him, after a fight, angrily, lustily tearing at each other as they ripped their clothes off and fought for dominance. Grimmjow's song had been playfully sexy, Ichigo's had been heartfelt, and Renji's was just HOT. It seemed like somebody had turned the heat up in the bar, Ichigo's face flushed with the increased temperature, his body throbbing. And Grimmjow didn't seem much better off. They looked at each other and it was as though a truce was called. They were both too drunk and happy to fight over him tonight. But that didn't mean they couldn't try to share. When Renji stepped off the stage, Grimmjow and Ichigo were walking towards him. They dragged the confused redhead out of the bar by his shirt, slamming him against the nearest wall once they were outside. It was Ichigo that clung to him first, stealing a kiss from him that tasted like booze and electricity. Ichigo had never wanted anything as much as this.
"Do you have any idea how much you just turned me on?" He murmured breathlessly.
Grimmjow leaned over to nip punishingly at the redhead's throat. "It wasn't exactly fair, Ren. Ambushin' us like that..."
Renji looked confused and aroused at the same time, biting his lip which now tasted like Ichigo. "I don't know what ya mean..." he slurred quietly.
"You'll find out in a minute..." Grimmjow growled, looking at Ichigo.
Ichigo nodded. "My apartment's closest..." he said. "Let's walk there."
-//-
There another chapter done. And, obviously, there will be smut in the next chapter. Yay! Hope you enjoyed this XD picking out their songs was fun. For some reason picturing Renji singing Hinder is the hottest thing EVER. Don't ask me why XD