Bleach One Shots GrimmIchi

My Heaven ONESHOT

My Heaven ONESHOT by Shirosaki413
Found on fanfiction.net

Warning!!! This is full smutt with vulgar language. Read at your own risk! (But that's exactly the way you like it 😏😉)

Ichigo couldn't take it. He couldn't take the two hands that roamed his body expertly, he couldn't take the naughty whisperings in his already wet ear, and he couldn't even take the feeling of the body above him that was slowly breathing in and out. It was too seducing. Everything about this man was seducing. So....intoxicating. ichigo wanted, really bad, just to go crazy and lash out on this sex god, pinning the man down and start to ravish him til he was satisfied. But sadly he wasn't a dominatrix.

"Please...." The orange haired teen gasped out, groaning when the man started to suck on his neck. Being fully un-clothed already, ichigo was blushing since the man was too. He was embarrassed, panting loudly to where he wanted to cry. He wanted to release. Ichigo fucking kurosaki wanted to be driven insane, being fucked into the mattress by his insane, sarcastic lover. It was just so muchhhhhhh.....

"Please...what?" the man above him husked, the voice sending shivers throughout the orangettes uncovered body. This said man brought his left hand down to ichigos hipbone, swirling and massaging it thoroughly. This made ichigo groan loudly, shifting a bit under the intense pressure that built around him. so...much....help... panting was heard throughout the room, filling it with the musky feeling of sex appeal.

"Please...stop teasing and fucking fuck me!" Ichigo growled out, tugging the cropped, blue hair under his long fingers. The orangette was glaring at the bluenette something fierce, trying to get his point across. No avail. The bluenette held his ground, staring back at ichigo with what seemed like growing mirth. Swirling around in those blue pools of melting water was lust also, trying to break free from its caging. This man knew just how to push his buttons, and he fucking pushes them alright. "ah...g-gr...."

The large hand of ichigos attacker roamed throughout his chiseled chest, stopping at the newly perked nipple. This said hand started to tweak and pull the recently abused nub, making ichigo moan and buck into the hand. The orangettes body started to tingle when he felt fingers roam his inner thigh, rubbing it sensually. Those hands worked expertly on his skin, making him want to buck and twitch at the light, feathery touches. Why couldn't ichigos lover be more tamed? Ichigo didn't even know. All he knew was that right now, he wanted to be fucked into obviation. And yet, he was so far gone as hands still held his inner thighs, rolling his thumbs against the tanned flesh below those appendages.

Ichigo was lost. He couldn't think of anything but the large man above him, currently ravishing his body to the fullest. His lover had a tendency to do this – spring sex up on them randomly. Though, he knew grimmjow jeagerjaques couldn't express his love otherwise. It was their secret code. Sex continuously was the thing that bonded the two, whether it was rough and hard to soft and slow. This....escapade....was one thing both of them looked forward to always. But tonigh...tonight was just....raging.

The teen below grimmjow moaned loudly when he brought the other perked nipple into his mouth, sucking it and flicking it with his soft, pink tongue. His lover was squirming beneath him; the only way he liked it. The dominating feeling was enough to drive grimmjow insane, if not the dangerously sinful body he had full access too. Who was he to deny the inviting look of his lover? Certainly no sane man.

"hmmmm.... Why should I?" the bluenette questioned, moving back up to stare at ichigo. The bluenette watched as un-focused eyes connected with his own, blurry brown fazing and changing as lust swirled between those lost orbs. As if lost already to the known senses, ichigo breathed in heavily before closing both of his eyes.