Yay I finally wrote something!
Because I'm slacking from my school work, I wrote GrimmIchi pr0nz. IT HAS BEEN A WHILE HASN'T IT?! (TwT) Though I am having fun doing my work, I have more fun from writing GrimmIchi so... can't help it x'D Here's some PWP GrimmIchi smut with frisky Ichigo. Watching porn helps in pr0n-writing! 8D
Title: Breakfast
Pairing Grimmjow x Ichigo
Rating: M for smut
Disclaimer: Don't own BLEACH.
AU. PWP. Ichigo likes to watch Grimmjow eat. Wrote this out for Mako during our IM conversation xD
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Ichigo watched Grimmjow eat his breakfast, already done with his own and washed his dishes. He always enjoyed the sight, though he knew Grimmjow didn't like it.
"Do ya mind?"
"What? It's not like I’m doing anything wrong."
"It's annoying."
"But you look good even when you eat."
That shut Grimmjow up, and Ichigo thought he looked flattered even despite the scowl. Ichigo grinned at that.
"Whatever."
Ichigo inched closer, deliberately trying to annoy the older man. He found Grimmjow appealing when he gets annoyed, for some strange reason. Though he loved seeing Grimmjow smile, a scowl just fitted him too much.
Grimmjow ignored Ichigo, continuing to pick at his food until Ichigo touched his lip without him noticing. "What?!"
The man almost bit at the finger, but Ichigo didn't flinch; the orange-haired man smirked and pointed at his own lip. "Egg."
"Ch, you can just tell me. Ya know how disturbin' me while I'm eating makes me snappy, Kurosaki."
"I know, but it suits you so..." Ichigo shrugged as he left the sentence open.
"What's up with ya today?" Grimmjow asked, sighing. Ichigo grinned.
"Just havin' fun," Ichigo said and stood up, walking the short distance towards the older man and leaned down, pushing the plate of scrambled eggs away.
Grimmjow simply said 'huh' before the other man's lips met his, tongue slipping in and tasting him. Ichigo groaned, hands finding themselves in Grimmjow's hair as Ichigo pushed the man further back into his chair, pushing the table aside with his leg and seated himself on Grimmjow's lap. Grimmjow groaned too; Ichigo hadn't been this aggressive in a while.
"You taste of pepper... and egg," Ichigo laughed as he licked his lips.
"Good?"
"Pepper's your flavour, I guess."
"Heh, yours is strawberry."
"Not that, please," Ichigo rolled his eyes but that didn't stop him from smirking.
"That's yer name in the first place," Grimmjow laughed and nipped at Ichigo's lip. The younger man groaned and pulled him back by the hair.
"Ugh, the joke's old, Grimmjow."
"But I like the taste... your taste," Grimmjow licked at Ichigo's lips and the orange-haired one shuddered. "Delicious."
Ichigo kissed him then, too aroused by the husky voice Grimmjow spoke in as he did that. The man was grabbing at his ass now, and Ichigo responded by turning Grimmjow's face away, grabbing the chin harshly to look up as he attack the man's neck and sucking on the clavicle.
"Oh yeah," Grimmjow grunted, licking his dry lips as Ichigo sucked noisily at his skin. Ichigo sank his teeth lightly on the tanned skin and moved on to a next spot, wanting to leave another mark on him. It had been a while since he was this frisky and in control. It felt good, and Grimmjow grunting and groaning under him was quickly making him hard.
Grimmjow slipped his hands under Ichigo's shirt, caressing the lean stomach and back, going up to the younger man's chest while said man continued to leave lovebites on Grimmjow's neck. Grimmjow played with a nipple until Ichigo stopped to whine almost wantonly, and Grimmjow took that moment to have their lips met and his teeth abusing Ichigo's lips once again. "So? What made ya so horny like this," Grimmjow pinched a nipple again and Ichigo groaned.
"As I said, you look good even when you eat..."
"Pervert," Grimmjow grinned. "Thinking of dirty things even when I'm doing something as innocent as eating?" Ichigo snorted at the word 'innocent'. It didn't go with Grimmjow, but he also didn't deny the accusation either. The silence towards the question only made Grimmjow laugh.
"Since ya like ta see me eat..." Grimmjow purred, bringing Ichigo's hands to his lips, licking one finger as he spoke. "How about ya watch me eat ya up?"
"Fuck, yes..." Ichigo gasped.
Ichigo let Grimmjow take over (for now), switching their positions so that Ichigo was sitting on the chair, and Grimmjow had his face in Ichigo's lap, kissing at the inside of his thighs with Ichigo's pants already tossed away. Ichigo's hands fisted into Grimmjow's hair impatiently, eyes boring at the man who was fondling his cock and had his breath against it, but was deliberately torturing him, only kissing around it and not on it. "Fuck," Ichigo whined again. "Grimmjow."
Grimmjow glanced up, smirking briefly before he licked at the underside of Ichigo's cock, making Ichigo shudder and groan and throwing his head back as his body went weak from the sensation. God, those hands on his thighs, his balls and the fingers against his entrance... Fuck, Grimmjow didn't seem to plan on wasting time. Great, because Ichigo wasn't feeling patient at the moment.
Grimmjow took the erection in his mouth, slipping the shaft past his lips as he looked up and watched the expression on Ichigo's face. He looked both concentrated and dazed with pleasure, and especially groaned as their eyes met, and Grimmjow sucked hard. "Ohh Grimm...jow!"
Ichigo's eyes slipped close as pleasure ran through him, the noises from Grimmjow's sucking amplifying as he shut his eyes, making his cock twitch and hoped Grimmjow's didn't feel that in that hot mouth of his. Oh fuck, good thing Grimmjow responded to his friskiness... getting a blowjob from him would make his week, not just a day and - oh shit, when did he? "Shit," Ichigo muttered, clenching against the intruding finger that went in without a warning. He relaxed quickly, letting Grimmjow slip another finger in and resuming his mouth's work over his cock. The double stimulation was killing him; he was drowning in ecstasy... But he wanted to share it with Grimmjow.
Almost reluctantly Ichigo pulled Grimmjow off, and with a blur of quick movements, Grimmjow found himself on the floor with Ichigo straddling him and unbuttoning his pants, all the while kissing him heatedly. Ichigo bit down on Grimmjow's lip, uncaring if the man bled or not; the taste of iron would only get them hornier anyway. Grimmjow groaned at the sting of the pricked skin, grabbing Ichigo by the ass and pulled him close as he thrust his hips up to rub their erections together.
"Mmmnf," was the only sound Ichigo could make, panting heavily when their lips finally separated.
Ichigo rested some of his weight on Grimmjow's waistline while he supported himself on one hand, the other busy burying fingers in his own ass as he prepped himself. Grimmjow groaned at the sight and grabbed at Ichigo's hips.
Grimmjow loosened his grip, allowing Ichigo to relax as he lowered himself down on his erection. He was biting his lip, impatient to be fully sheathed in the tight velvety heat inside Ichigo. He looked up to watch the younger man's face; Ichigo was grimacing in both pain and pleasure, his eyes half-lidded and staring at blank space as Grimmjow slipped inside him. Fuck, he loved that expression.
"Uhn... move, Grimm," Ichigo spoke, his voice low ad almost commanding with his eyes staring directly at Grimmjow's.
"Gladly," Grimmjow replied with a smirk and snapped his hips upm causing Ichigo to cry out. He paused briefly before repeating, and each time Ichigo made a delicious sound that drove Grimmjow to thurst harder, faster, and made his blood boil with lust.
"Oh shit, oh fuck," Ichigo gasped, practically panting so hard as if he was running a race. But shit, it felt too good. Grimmjow always knew the right moves with him, and now, biting and licking at his fingers... "Fuck, Grimmjow."
Ichigo's hands grasped at Grimmjow's shoulders, eventually pushing himself off and stopped Grimmjow's movements by placing a hand on a thigh and simply saying 'stop'. Of course, with a look that Ichigo knew Grimmjow didn't mind obeying. Ichigo then began to move, lifting his hips up before bringing them down, doing it again and again and rocking his hips back and forth with Grimmjow deep inside.
"God, Ichigo," Grimmjow groaned, thrashing slightly as he grabbed at Ichigo's hip and thighs vainly. Ichigo was deliberately tightening against him, with that pleasured, cocky smirk that made Grimmjow want to wipe it off his face with more kisses and bites to those swollen lips. Of course, with Ichigo like that, Grimmjow couldn't stand not doing anything. Gripping Ichigo by the hips again he brought them down to his thrusts, impaling Ichigo and earning a wanton moan.
"Fuck, fuck, it was right fucking there," Ichigo panted, his grip on Grimmjow tight and desperate. The two kissed, tongues wrestling while they resumed their lovemaking. Ichigo could barely hold his hips
still while Grimmjow fucked him. God, it was hot.
It wasn't long before they changed positions. Grimmjow pushed Ichigo back, ignoring the protests as he lifted Ichigo's hips from the ground and bending the younger man's body slightly. Grimmjow was half-squatting, supporting himself forward with the help of the chair beside them. It wasn't a glamorous position, but it'd hit the spot. Grimmjow could feel Ichigo's excited grip on his arm.
"Oh, oh, fuck, ahhhh," Ichigo cried incoherently. Grimmjow groaned as he pounded into the tight passage, remembering to angle his thrusts into a certain spot which he knew Ichigo would love. Ichigo had his hand wrapped around the back of Grimmjow's neck, both massaging and tightening almost painfully as Grimmjow continued the ruthless pace. Grimmjow's free hand did not forget to wrap around Ichigo's neglected, weeping cock.
Ichigo's cock throbbed against Grimmjow's hand, and the younger man's body was jerking against him. Ichigo was evidently close to cumming, his eyes screwed shut and his breath coming in quick short pants. Grimmjow let his knees meet the floor, his forearm and hand landing by Ichigo's head as he leaned forward to capture the enticing lips again.
"Ichigo," Grimmjow whispered against his lips.
"I'm gonna cum," Ichigo said.
"I know," Grimmjow replied smugly. "Ya know what I want ya to say." He kissed his lips chastely and the redhead moaned.
"Grimmjow," Ichigo gasped when the pleasure spot was hit again. "Cum.. cumming...!"
"Say it, Ichigo," Grimmjwo grunted as Ichigo tightened around him.
"Grimmjow!" Ichigo almost yelled. "Fuck, yes, fill me!" Grimmjow chuckled hoarsely, wincing as he continued to fuck the tightened passage.
"Oh yeah," Grimmjow groaned.
"Fuck, you feel so fucking good inside," Ichigo muttered tiredly even as his body continued to spasm slightly. He clung onto Grimmjow for a while before he finally relaxed, and waited for Grimmjow to take his turn.
"Ungh," the blue-haired man grunted. Ichigo was sucking on his neck again, and those playful fingers roamed over his back and chest.
"Grimmjow," Ichigo purred as he nipped on Grimmjow's jaw. He began to lick at Grimmjow's right cheek, a strangely sensitive spot for the older man, and he picked up his pace.
"Yeah, gonna cum," Grimmjow warned. Ichigo merely continued what he was doing, even deliberately tightening his insides to milk Grimmjow of his seed, which came soon enough. Grimmjow gave a guttural groan as he came, thrusting deep and hard inside Ichigo, trying to ride it out as long as he could. His hands kept their bruising grip on Ichigo's hips; both of them cared less about the bruises and marks that would come later. The pleasure for the moment was all worth it. Grimmjow thrusts inside Ichigo a few more times before he pulled out, stroking his cock and rubbing it against the entrance before it began to soften. Grimmjow sighed loudly and slumped over Ichigo, kissing him as he did so.
"Oh yeah, that was fucking nice," Grimmjow said happily. Ichigo laughed.
"I should watch you eat more often," Ichigo smirked.
"Are you asking for more blow jobs from me?"
"Ugh, don't mention that, I'm gonna get hard from the thought," Ichigo groaned.
"Why not? I did say I love your taste..." Grimmjow grinned and licked his lips. He could feel Ichigo's limp cock twitch under him.
"Fuck, why not..."
~END?~
Hope you enjoyed that! ♥
Title: Breakfast
Pairing Grimmjow x Ichigo
Rating: M for smut
Disclaimer: Don't own BLEACH.
AU. PWP. Ichigo likes to watch Grimmjow eat. Wrote this out for Mako during our IM conversation xD
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Ichigo watched Grimmjow eat his breakfast, already done with his own and washed his dishes. He always enjoyed the sight, though he knew Grimmjow didn't like it.
"Do ya mind?"
"What? It's not like I’m doing anything wrong."
"It's annoying."
"But you look good even when you eat."
That shut Grimmjow up, and Ichigo thought he looked flattered even despite the scowl. Ichigo grinned at that.
"Whatever."
Ichigo inched closer, deliberately trying to annoy the older man. He found Grimmjow appealing when he gets annoyed, for some strange reason. Though he loved seeing Grimmjow smile, a scowl just fitted him too much.
Grimmjow ignored Ichigo, continuing to pick at his food until Ichigo touched his lip without him noticing. "What?!"
The man almost bit at the finger, but Ichigo didn't flinch; the orange-haired man smirked and pointed at his own lip. "Egg."
"Ch, you can just tell me. Ya know how disturbin' me while I'm eating makes me snappy, Kurosaki."
"I know, but it suits you so..." Ichigo shrugged as he left the sentence open.
"What's up with ya today?" Grimmjow asked, sighing. Ichigo grinned.
"Just havin' fun," Ichigo said and stood up, walking the short distance towards the older man and leaned down, pushing the plate of scrambled eggs away.
Grimmjow simply said 'huh' before the other man's lips met his, tongue slipping in and tasting him. Ichigo groaned, hands finding themselves in Grimmjow's hair as Ichigo pushed the man further back into his chair, pushing the table aside with his leg and seated himself on Grimmjow's lap. Grimmjow groaned too; Ichigo hadn't been this aggressive in a while.
"You taste of pepper... and egg," Ichigo laughed as he licked his lips.
"Good?"
"Pepper's your flavour, I guess."
"Heh, yours is strawberry."
"Not that, please," Ichigo rolled his eyes but that didn't stop him from smirking.
"That's yer name in the first place," Grimmjow laughed and nipped at Ichigo's lip. The younger man groaned and pulled him back by the hair.
"Ugh, the joke's old, Grimmjow."
"But I like the taste... your taste," Grimmjow licked at Ichigo's lips and the orange-haired one shuddered. "Delicious."
Ichigo kissed him then, too aroused by the husky voice Grimmjow spoke in as he did that. The man was grabbing at his ass now, and Ichigo responded by turning Grimmjow's face away, grabbing the chin harshly to look up as he attack the man's neck and sucking on the clavicle.
"Oh yeah," Grimmjow grunted, licking his dry lips as Ichigo sucked noisily at his skin. Ichigo sank his teeth lightly on the tanned skin and moved on to a next spot, wanting to leave another mark on him. It had been a while since he was this frisky and in control. It felt good, and Grimmjow grunting and groaning under him was quickly making him hard.
Grimmjow slipped his hands under Ichigo's shirt, caressing the lean stomach and back, going up to the younger man's chest while said man continued to leave lovebites on Grimmjow's neck. Grimmjow played with a nipple until Ichigo stopped to whine almost wantonly, and Grimmjow took that moment to have their lips met and his teeth abusing Ichigo's lips once again. "So? What made ya so horny like this," Grimmjow pinched a nipple again and Ichigo groaned.
"As I said, you look good even when you eat..."
"Pervert," Grimmjow grinned. "Thinking of dirty things even when I'm doing something as innocent as eating?" Ichigo snorted at the word 'innocent'. It didn't go with Grimmjow, but he also didn't deny the accusation either. The silence towards the question only made Grimmjow laugh.
"Since ya like ta see me eat..." Grimmjow purred, bringing Ichigo's hands to his lips, licking one finger as he spoke. "How about ya watch me eat ya up?"
"Fuck, yes..." Ichigo gasped.
Ichigo let Grimmjow take over (for now), switching their positions so that Ichigo was sitting on the chair, and Grimmjow had his face in Ichigo's lap, kissing at the inside of his thighs with Ichigo's pants already tossed away. Ichigo's hands fisted into Grimmjow's hair impatiently, eyes boring at the man who was fondling his cock and had his breath against it, but was deliberately torturing him, only kissing around it and not on it. "Fuck," Ichigo whined again. "Grimmjow."
Grimmjow glanced up, smirking briefly before he licked at the underside of Ichigo's cock, making Ichigo shudder and groan and throwing his head back as his body went weak from the sensation. God, those hands on his thighs, his balls and the fingers against his entrance... Fuck, Grimmjow didn't seem to plan on wasting time. Great, because Ichigo wasn't feeling patient at the moment.
Grimmjow took the erection in his mouth, slipping the shaft past his lips as he looked up and watched the expression on Ichigo's face. He looked both concentrated and dazed with pleasure, and especially groaned as their eyes met, and Grimmjow sucked hard. "Ohh Grimm...jow!"
Ichigo's eyes slipped close as pleasure ran through him, the noises from Grimmjow's sucking amplifying as he shut his eyes, making his cock twitch and hoped Grimmjow's didn't feel that in that hot mouth of his. Oh fuck, good thing Grimmjow responded to his friskiness... getting a blowjob from him would make his week, not just a day and - oh shit, when did he? "Shit," Ichigo muttered, clenching against the intruding finger that went in without a warning. He relaxed quickly, letting Grimmjow slip another finger in and resuming his mouth's work over his cock. The double stimulation was killing him; he was drowning in ecstasy... But he wanted to share it with Grimmjow.
Almost reluctantly Ichigo pulled Grimmjow off, and with a blur of quick movements, Grimmjow found himself on the floor with Ichigo straddling him and unbuttoning his pants, all the while kissing him heatedly. Ichigo bit down on Grimmjow's lip, uncaring if the man bled or not; the taste of iron would only get them hornier anyway. Grimmjow groaned at the sting of the pricked skin, grabbing Ichigo by the ass and pulled him close as he thrust his hips up to rub their erections together.
"Mmmnf," was the only sound Ichigo could make, panting heavily when their lips finally separated.
Ichigo rested some of his weight on Grimmjow's waistline while he supported himself on one hand, the other busy burying fingers in his own ass as he prepped himself. Grimmjow groaned at the sight and grabbed at Ichigo's hips.
Grimmjow loosened his grip, allowing Ichigo to relax as he lowered himself down on his erection. He was biting his lip, impatient to be fully sheathed in the tight velvety heat inside Ichigo. He looked up to watch the younger man's face; Ichigo was grimacing in both pain and pleasure, his eyes half-lidded and staring at blank space as Grimmjow slipped inside him. Fuck, he loved that expression.
"Uhn... move, Grimm," Ichigo spoke, his voice low ad almost commanding with his eyes staring directly at Grimmjow's.
"Gladly," Grimmjow replied with a smirk and snapped his hips upm causing Ichigo to cry out. He paused briefly before repeating, and each time Ichigo made a delicious sound that drove Grimmjow to thurst harder, faster, and made his blood boil with lust.
"Oh shit, oh fuck," Ichigo gasped, practically panting so hard as if he was running a race. But shit, it felt too good. Grimmjow always knew the right moves with him, and now, biting and licking at his fingers... "Fuck, Grimmjow."
Ichigo's hands grasped at Grimmjow's shoulders, eventually pushing himself off and stopped Grimmjow's movements by placing a hand on a thigh and simply saying 'stop'. Of course, with a look that Ichigo knew Grimmjow didn't mind obeying. Ichigo then began to move, lifting his hips up before bringing them down, doing it again and again and rocking his hips back and forth with Grimmjow deep inside.
"God, Ichigo," Grimmjow groaned, thrashing slightly as he grabbed at Ichigo's hip and thighs vainly. Ichigo was deliberately tightening against him, with that pleasured, cocky smirk that made Grimmjow want to wipe it off his face with more kisses and bites to those swollen lips. Of course, with Ichigo like that, Grimmjow couldn't stand not doing anything. Gripping Ichigo by the hips again he brought them down to his thrusts, impaling Ichigo and earning a wanton moan.
"Fuck, fuck, it was right fucking there," Ichigo panted, his grip on Grimmjow tight and desperate. The two kissed, tongues wrestling while they resumed their lovemaking. Ichigo could barely hold his hips
still while Grimmjow fucked him. God, it was hot.
It wasn't long before they changed positions. Grimmjow pushed Ichigo back, ignoring the protests as he lifted Ichigo's hips from the ground and bending the younger man's body slightly. Grimmjow was half-squatting, supporting himself forward with the help of the chair beside them. It wasn't a glamorous position, but it'd hit the spot. Grimmjow could feel Ichigo's excited grip on his arm.
"Oh, oh, fuck, ahhhh," Ichigo cried incoherently. Grimmjow groaned as he pounded into the tight passage, remembering to angle his thrusts into a certain spot which he knew Ichigo would love. Ichigo had his hand wrapped around the back of Grimmjow's neck, both massaging and tightening almost painfully as Grimmjow continued the ruthless pace. Grimmjow's free hand did not forget to wrap around Ichigo's neglected, weeping cock.
Ichigo's cock throbbed against Grimmjow's hand, and the younger man's body was jerking against him. Ichigo was evidently close to cumming, his eyes screwed shut and his breath coming in quick short pants. Grimmjow let his knees meet the floor, his forearm and hand landing by Ichigo's head as he leaned forward to capture the enticing lips again.
"Ichigo," Grimmjow whispered against his lips.
"I'm gonna cum," Ichigo said.
"I know," Grimmjow replied smugly. "Ya know what I want ya to say." He kissed his lips chastely and the redhead moaned.
"Grimmjow," Ichigo gasped when the pleasure spot was hit again. "Cum.. cumming...!"
"Say it, Ichigo," Grimmjwo grunted as Ichigo tightened around him.
"Grimmjow!" Ichigo almost yelled. "Fuck, yes, fill me!" Grimmjow chuckled hoarsely, wincing as he continued to fuck the tightened passage.
"Oh yeah," Grimmjow groaned.
"Fuck, you feel so fucking good inside," Ichigo muttered tiredly even as his body continued to spasm slightly. He clung onto Grimmjow for a while before he finally relaxed, and waited for Grimmjow to take his turn.
"Ungh," the blue-haired man grunted. Ichigo was sucking on his neck again, and those playful fingers roamed over his back and chest.
"Grimmjow," Ichigo purred as he nipped on Grimmjow's jaw. He began to lick at Grimmjow's right cheek, a strangely sensitive spot for the older man, and he picked up his pace.
"Yeah, gonna cum," Grimmjow warned. Ichigo merely continued what he was doing, even deliberately tightening his insides to milk Grimmjow of his seed, which came soon enough. Grimmjow gave a guttural groan as he came, thrusting deep and hard inside Ichigo, trying to ride it out as long as he could. His hands kept their bruising grip on Ichigo's hips; both of them cared less about the bruises and marks that would come later. The pleasure for the moment was all worth it. Grimmjow thrusts inside Ichigo a few more times before he pulled out, stroking his cock and rubbing it against the entrance before it began to soften. Grimmjow sighed loudly and slumped over Ichigo, kissing him as he did so.
"Oh yeah, that was fucking nice," Grimmjow said happily. Ichigo laughed.
"I should watch you eat more often," Ichigo smirked.
"Are you asking for more blow jobs from me?"
"Ugh, don't mention that, I'm gonna get hard from the thought," Ichigo groaned.
"Why not? I did say I love your taste..." Grimmjow grinned and licked his lips. He could feel Ichigo's limp cock twitch under him.
"Fuck, why not..."
~END?~
Hope you enjoyed that! ♥