FIC: "Fuck and Fight" Rated R
Title: Fuck and Fight
Author: fotoshop_cutout // Shiro
Fandom: Bleach
Pairing: Kurosaki Ichigo/Jagerjaques Grimmjow
Rating: R; language and heavy sexual implications
Word Count: 207
Disclaimer: All characters depicted in sexual situations in this post/fanfiction/fanart (including material in the comments) are fictional and are intended to be and considered to be by the author of said material of the legal age of consent in the United States state of California, regardless of what age these characters may be in the material they are derived from
Summary: The anger took control when they were around each other.
Notes/Warnings: This piece is rated R; un-betaed; covers prompt #01 ‘Anger’ in table #08 ‘Miscellaneous B’; crossposted to uber_yaoi, love_n_kiss, bleach_drabble, bleach_yaoi.
Whenever they fucked, they fought; whenever they fought, they fucked. It was a stress reliever and a life saver all in one. They would never admit this, of course-it was a forbidden thing, their odd sort of ‘relationship’. Really, Ichigo enjoyed every minute of it: he loved the pain that came with the punishment of Grimmjow fighting with him: red, blood, white hot. And the pleasure as the blue haired lunatic laid back and gripped the sheets as Ichigo rode him. On nights when Kurosaki was feeling particularly contrary to Grimmjow, the blue haired man would lay face down on those same sheets and take it as Ichigo pounded into him.
Everything between them was anger, it seemed important, if only to them. He would sometimes punch, slap, kick in retaliation to the control Ichigo demanded-but it was never enough to throw Ichigo off. Sometimes they would bite each other and leave marks-Ichigo was sure that others had figured out what was going on. He hated them for it; they didn’t even try to dissuade him. He came home with bruises, broken bones, wounds because of his time with Grimmjow. The anger took control when they were around each other. This was forbidden. Why?
comments are appreciated
Author: fotoshop_cutout // Shiro
Fandom: Bleach
Pairing: Kurosaki Ichigo/Jagerjaques Grimmjow
Rating: R; language and heavy sexual implications
Word Count: 207
Disclaimer: All characters depicted in sexual situations in this post/fanfiction/fanart (including material in the comments) are fictional and are intended to be and considered to be by the author of said material of the legal age of consent in the United States state of California, regardless of what age these characters may be in the material they are derived from
Summary: The anger took control when they were around each other.
Notes/Warnings: This piece is rated R; un-betaed; covers prompt #01 ‘Anger’ in table #08 ‘Miscellaneous B’; crossposted to uber_yaoi, love_n_kiss, bleach_drabble, bleach_yaoi.
Whenever they fucked, they fought; whenever they fought, they fucked. It was a stress reliever and a life saver all in one. They would never admit this, of course-it was a forbidden thing, their odd sort of ‘relationship’. Really, Ichigo enjoyed every minute of it: he loved the pain that came with the punishment of Grimmjow fighting with him: red, blood, white hot. And the pleasure as the blue haired lunatic laid back and gripped the sheets as Ichigo rode him. On nights when Kurosaki was feeling particularly contrary to Grimmjow, the blue haired man would lay face down on those same sheets and take it as Ichigo pounded into him.
Everything between them was anger, it seemed important, if only to them. He would sometimes punch, slap, kick in retaliation to the control Ichigo demanded-but it was never enough to throw Ichigo off. Sometimes they would bite each other and leave marks-Ichigo was sure that others had figured out what was going on. He hated them for it; they didn’t even try to dissuade him. He came home with bruises, broken bones, wounds because of his time with Grimmjow. The anger took control when they were around each other. This was forbidden. Why?
comments are appreciated