A/N: Well, here's j7nX's request for a seme!Ichigo. My first real attempt! So, please go easy on me. XD Hope I did all right. It takes place in the 'Freedom' universe with Prince Ichigo and his loyal guard, Grimmjow. :)

Disclaimer: Bleach is not mine. :/

Warnings: A/U, potential OOC, smut, fluff, WAFF, PWP(?), etc.

Once they were safely within the Prince's bedchambers behind locked doors, Ichigo immediately turned around and wrapped his arms around Grimmjow's waist, burying his face into his consort's muscular chest.

In response, Grimmjow returned the embrace, a soft lulling purr starting up as he ran a soothing hand up and down the younger man's back, feeling the wiry muscle tense briefly underneath his Prince's attire before they slowly relaxed under his touch.

It had been a long, stressful day and all Ichigo wanted was to be with his guardian. He turned chocolate brown eyes up to look into bright cyan, and Grimmjow seemed to understand what he craved for because he leaned down to place a soft kiss to his Prince's lips before they began to undress each other.

Slowly, the taller man shuffled backwards and led the royal towards their bed until the backs on his knees hit the edge and he allowed himself to fall back, pulling Ichigo with him. They situated themselves so that he was lying on his back with his Prince lying on top of him comfortably as hands roamed leisurely and kisses were exchanged.

Just as the blunet's large hands were about to cup his bum, Ichigo pulled back from their kiss, panting, "Ah…wait, Grimmjow." Immediately, the hands froze and his consort looked up at him in confusion. "I…I want to try something different tonight," he said and bit his lip.

Grimmjow tilted his head to the side curiously and blinked, before nodding once, "Anything for Master."

"Grimm, I already told you that you don't have to address me as your Master. 'Ichigo' is fine," the orange haired man replied before stealing another kiss.

"Anything for Ichigo-sama," Grimmjow corrected and Ichigo sighed. Well, close enough.

The Prince bent his head to capture smooth lips again with his own as he reached down to his hips and gently grasped his consort's wrists, bringing them up above the blunet's head and placing a bit of pressure to make sure they stayed put before he made his journey south.

Grimmjow gave a low rumbling groan, writhing slowly against the midnight satin sheets and arched up a little as his mate explored his chest, taking a nipple into his mouth to suckle. His steady pants started to fill the room and bright blues couldn't look away from his sexy gorgeous little Prince teasing the bud to peak before moving on to its twin.

"Uhn…" he moaned deeply, eyes drooping to half-mast while he watched Ichigo move lower and dipped his tongue into his belly button before the royal gently nosed his way to where Grimmjow wanted it most. The blunet gripped his pillow, a thunderous, aroused growl leaving his lips when his mate wrapped his lips around the head of his girth and sucked, easing his way down. "Ichi-sama…" He breathed, shivering when Ichigo hummed. That orange head began to bob up and down, taking him deeper and deeper with each downward stroke.

Mm, so warm and wet…it felt so good that he almost lost himself in the pleasure, but he stilled when a slim finger gently circled around his entrance. Feeling him tense up, the Prince released him from his mouth, "It's okay, Grimmjow," he murmured reassuringly, "I'll go slow and if you still don't like it, I'll stop, all right? I promise."

Unreadable azure eyes stared down at him unblinkingly for a moment before Grimmjow finally nodded his consent, and Ichigo kissed a raised knee gratefully before going down on him again. "Mmm…" Grimmjow rumbled, trying not to lock up against the strange intrusion in his ass and concentrated on the suction of his Prince's sweet mouth instead. He would endure anything for his little Master.

True to his word, Ichigo went slow, working one slicked finger in and out until his consort was completely relaxed around it before introducing another one, repeating the process before fitting in another for a total of three fingers as his thumb played with the blunet's sac and rubbed at his perineum. All of the sudden, he hit something that made Grimmjow cry out and toss his head back, blue eyes going wide while saliva dribbled down his chin as he forgot how to swallow for a moment. So, that's what it felt like for Ichigo every time he took his Prince. He tilted his hips back to meet the thrusting fingers, whining when the fingers eventually left him and wanted more as his chest heaved up and down.

Ichigo moved back a little to take in the erotic sight: his faithful, handsome guard all splayed out before him with his sculpted arms still above his head where he'd left them while he sat in between his powerful thighs. His broad torso was covered in love bites and sky blue hair was tousled, some hanging in front of those hot, feral blue eyes that never left his own honey-amber as Grimmjow slowly licked his lips and spread his legs invitingly wider, bending them at the knees to show off what he had to offer. A reddened, puffy entrance greeted Ichigo and the Prince could feel his control slipping. It snapped when the small hole winked at him seductively, and he was on Grimmjow like white on rice.

Plundering the blunet's mouth, Ichigo guided himself to the puckered hole and carefully pushed his way in, groaning at the feel of tight muscles gripping down on him. A pained hiss in his ear made him pause, and he ran trembling hands through his lover's soft fluffy blue spikes comfortingly. "D-Do you want me to stop?" he panted. A moment passed and Grimmjow shook his head, his inner walls easing up and allowing Ichigo to push himself all the way in. The Prince buried his flushed face into his consort's corded neck as he waited, shaking with the effort to hold still.

After several moments, he felt Grimmjow wrap his arms around his shoulders and rocked his hips a little, so taking that as a cue, he pulled out a little only to slowly push back in. Out. In. Breath. Out. In. Mm…

When his consort gave a gravelly moan, Ichigo went a little faster, a little deeper, trying to find that spot again that would make Grimmjow go crazy. Angling his hips and slamming back in, he watched as the thrashing blunet's eyes went wide with a choked cry, before they went half-lidded again and he melted against the bed. Ichigo grinned triumphantly. Found it.

"Ah…Ichi-sama," Grimmjow murmured, a tint of pink crawling across his defined cheekbones as he cupped the royal's beautiful face in his big hands and pulled him down for an open-mouthed kiss, making the other moan heatedly. He let out a husky groan as Ichigo continued to nail his prostate relentlessly, abusing the little gland until his back bowed and he came without being touched, a snarling howl ringing through the air. With his consort clamping down on him, Ichigo had no choice but to follow, biting his lip to muffle a whimper as the older man's shuddering body milked him for all he was worth while Grimmjow purred at the feeling.

The younger man slumped on top of his guardian, snuggling into his chest and hummed when Grimmjow nuzzled him back. "Mine. My Grimmjow. You're as much as mine as I am yours," Ichigo mumbled into sweat damp skin and fiddled with the pendant coat of arms that rested in the hollow of the blunet's neck.

The bigger man gave a small smile, "Of course, my Prince."

"Was it good for you? I didn't hurt you too much, did I?" The orange haired man lifted himself enough to look into hazy cyan eyes worriedly, making Grimmjow smirk. His mate was too cute for his own good.

"I'll be all right, Ichi-sama. You did good for yer first time," he purred, bringing the other back down to nibble at his lips. Ichigo blushed softly but returned the kiss before pulling back and pulling out carefully, his cock twitching in interest when he saw his cum gush out of his lover's loosened orifice. His blush darkened as Grimmjow's dark chuckle caressed his ears. "Naughty Prince," the blunet teased and moved to stand...only to fall back on the bed with a hiss.

"Grimm?!" Ichigo moved to his side, "What's wrong?"

"Sore," Grimmjow grunted, and the royal breathed out a sigh of relief.

"Yeah, that's to be expected since your body is not used to such treatment. A nice hot bath will make you feel better." Ichigo carefully helped him up and led the limping blunet to the bathroom, dousing them both with warm water from the shower head for a quick rinse then headed towards the tub. Grimmjow gingerly seated himself on the spongy ledge seat inside, easing his muscles back as Ichigo quickly and efficiently filled the tub, the Prince throwing in some medicinal oils and bath beads before climbing into the bubbly water as well. He settled himself on Grimmjow's lap, careful of his pain, and snaked his arms around his guardian's neck, humming at the touch of big, calloused, soapy hands on his ass, a hard cock poking at his entrance, and a mischievous growl in his ear.

"Your turn."

A/N: *Scratches her head sheepishly* Yeah, had to throw a hint of GrimmIchi in there at the end. XD Well…I hope yu like it, dear! Congrats and tanks for the 100th review! Now, I'm off to write that KenHana one-shot I've been meaning to do since…forever. XD Then after that…well, yu'll just hafta wait and find out. :) See yu in the next one! Please review cordially.