"Kurosaki!" his boss barked, "Have you organized the shelves?!"

"Yes."

"Good! Some kid just threw up in Aisle 6, go clean that up!"

Ichigo sighed as he cleaned up the vomit. How the hell did this happen to him? He pondered, remembering that it was halfway through the summer and he was looking for a part time job before he went back to for his final year of college. Sadly, the only place that was hiring was this pharmacy. His boss was definitely a piece of work; always barking orders at him, making him work unreasonable hours, not giving him any time off like he was some sort of slave. To make matters worse, he seemed like he was enjoying making Ichigo's life difficult. As far as he knew, his boss was nice to everyone else, treating his other workers and customers as if they were special. Ichigo wondered what he did to make the man hate him so much. His boss may be a total ass, but Grimmjow Jaegerjaques was just as sexy. His sky blue hair always tousled, his electric blue eyes piercing through the souls of everyone before him, his toned and tanned 6ft 4" godlike body that made your knees weak. It was common knowledge that the orange haired med student was gay, Ichigo wondered absently if his boss was just a homophobe.

Grimmjow spotted Ichigo wandering about the pharmacy, idly browsing shelves like he was a customer. He bent over to tie his shoelaces, unknowingly allowing his boss to get an eyeful of his round, firm ass. Grimmjow smirked, undoubtedly enjoying the view, ready to pounce on the orange haired worker, "OI!"

"Huh?"

"Don't 'huh?' me, Kurosaki! Get your lazy ass back to work!"

"No."

"What did ya say?" Grimmjow asked dangerously.

"I said 'No'. I'm fed up of your fuckin' attitude! I'm your best worker and you treat me like a fuckin' slave!"

Grimmjow grabbed his arm and dragged him to the storage room. Their little squabble had drawn a small crowd. He slammed the door angrily.

"Kurosaki…"

"Let me go!" He wiggled a bit as he looked around the room. It was a fairly large room, dimly lit with lots of shelves, packed with large sealed boxes of various products. There was also a small table nearby cluttered with papers and a clipboard.

"No. Not until ya calm down"

He snatched his arm away, rubbing it tenderly, "At least tell me why you treat me like that."

"Like what? I treat ya the same way I treat every-"

"Bullshit. You're nice to everyone but me."

Grimmjow smirked, dropping his façade.

"Are ya sure ya wanna know why? Yer might not like the answer."

Ichigo rolled his eyes, "Yeah, just spit it out. What are you, a fucking homophobe?"

"Okay. Yer look damn sexy when yer pissed off. Makes me want to rip yer clothes off and fuck ya into the floor."

"What?" Ichigo looked at his boss quizzically, "Wait. You're gay?"

"Kinda slow, aren't ya?"

"Fuck off."

"I'd rather fuck you," he winked.

"Shut up," Ichigo rolled his eyes at the man.

"Well, ya got yer answer, what now?"

"What do you mean 'what now?'"

"Berry, I mean, what the hell are ya gonna do now? Quit? Or are ya stayin' knowing how badly I want ter fuck ya?"

"I-I think I'll stay, it's only a week again before I leave."

"Good boy-"

"But, you can't keep treating me like that."

"Would ya prefer if I did this?" he asked huskily as he bent slightly and pressed his lips gently over Ichigo's. Ichigo gasped, allowing the man to plunge his tongue inside his mouth, savoring the sweet taste while he explored, while eliciting soft whimpers and moans from Ichigo. Grimmjow grinned as he pulled away, "Like that?"

Ichigo's eyes narrowed dangerously as he slammed Grimmjow into the nearby table, not bothering to clear it, claiming his lips once more. Ichigo won dominance, passionately kissing the surprised older man. Grimmjow growled into Ichigo's mouth as he felt the orange haired man unbuttoning his shirt.

"Kurosaki," he moaned as Ichigo smirked, enjoying his unexpected dominance. However, it was short lived as Grimmjow roughly reversed their positions, ripping Ichigo's t-shirt open in the process.

"Jaegerjaques!" he scolded.

"I'd say I'm sorry, but I'm not," he replied nonchalantly admiring his work, before running his hands over Ichigo's torso, lightly scraping his nipples. He bit back a moan as Grimmjow slowly teased each bud. With one hand he pulled Ichigo against him and with the other, he cleared the table, sending everything cascading haphazardly to the floor. Ichigo writhed against Grimmjow, causing him to growl at the delicious friction.

"Jaeger- Hurry. Pl-Please," Ichigo moaned, feeling the older man's erection pressed against his.

Grimmjow complied, laying Ichigo back on the table, nipping and sucking the younger man's neck while his hands continued their assault on his nipples. Ichigo's back arched as he moaned loudly, Grimmjow could tell that he was close. He slowly kissed his way down Ichigo's stomach and stripped him of his jeans and boxers. Ichigo's erection sprang free and Grimmjow kissed the newly exposed skin. Ichigo squirmed as Grimmjow's tongue caressed his thighs.

"P-Please."

Grimmjow smirked; he was incredibly pleased with the reaction he was getting from the orange haired college student. He ran his thumb over Ichigo's leaking slit, eliciting a string of curses and pleas to hurry up. His boss grinned as he slowly licked Ichigo's dick from the base to the tip while maintaining eye contact with the med student. Ichigo groaned loudly as he felt Grimmjow engulfing him in his warm wet mouth, massaging him with his skilful tongue. His eyes rolled back as he came violently, pulling his boss' azure locks. He lay back on the table, completely spent with his eyes closed. He could hear a box being torn and a bottle opening with a faint 'pop' in the distance. His eyes snapped open when he felt his boss slowly slide a finger inside him.

"What are you—Ahhhh. Fuck!"

Grimmjow smirked as he prodded the younger man's prostate.

"Who knew ya could've made such an erotic face?" he teased as he watched Ichigo lose all his dignity as he slid in another finger and began scissoring.

"Sh- Shut up a-and f-fuck me!"

Grimmjow grinned wolfishly as he pulled his fingers out, shrugged off his jeans and boxers and applied generous amounts of lube on his rock hard erection. Ichigo's eyes widened at the sight. He licked his lips in anticipation as his boss spread his legs. He could feel Grimmjow pushing past the first ring of muscle, causing him to tense and growl.

"Relax."

"I'm t-trying. You're too fuckin' b-big!" he choked out.

Grimmjow smirked and continued slowly filling him up.

"Are ya okay, Kurosaki?"

"Okay!? What t-the fuck…. You're ripping me a-apart and so help me God if you don't start moving, I w-will set this fucking pharmacy on f-fire."

"Like this?" Grimmjow teased as he slowly began thrusting into the tight hole. Ichigo shuddered as he clutched on to the larger man tightly.

"F-Faster…"

Grimmjow smirked as he began slamming deep inside his employee, smacking against his prostate with every strike.

"I'm gonna c-cum!" Ichigo cried loudly.

"Cum for me, Kurosaki."

Grimmjow felt Ichigo's muscles clamp around him, sending him over the edge together with the younger man. He came deep inside Ichigo then collapsed on the younger man's chest.

After a few moments, their breathing returned to normal and Ichigo was stroking Grimmjow's hair causing him to mewl in pleasure. "Get off of me, you're heavy as fuck," Ichigo whined.

"You weren't saying that a moment ago," he shot back causing Ichigo to turn red. He got off Ichigo and admired his work; the orange haired student was still lying on the table with his legs spread, his own cum smeared against his chest and Grimmjow's, slowly leaking out onto his thighs. He picked up Ichigo's torn shirt and wiped the cum off his chest and threw it for the other man to clean himself up.

"Dammit, what am I supposed to wear now?"

"Here, wear this," Grimmjow replied, throwing his shirt towards Ichigo as he zipped up his pants. He yanked open the drawer and pulled a t-shirt out. He slipped it on and looked at Ichigo struggling to get dressed. He walked over and helped the college student into his clothes.

"Regretting it already?" Grimmjow questioned as he took in the troubled look on the orange haired man's face.

"No… But Jaegerjaques, I don't do flings."

Grimmjow smirked and kissed him softly.

"Call me Grimmjow," he replied as he began walking away, "And I don't do one-nighters either."

Over the next week, Grimmjow and Ichigo had began dating; going out after work, sneaking away to the storage room when work was slow, Grimmjow even helped the college student pack up his things.

"Where do ya go again?"

"Eh?"

"College."

"Oh. Tokyo U."

"Okay. Need a ride there?"

"Actually, my dad said he'd drop me off. Why?"

"No reason," Grimmjow replied quickly.

"Grimm, I'm gonna miss you."

He smiled as he captured the younger man's lips with a kiss.

"I'll miss ya too."

"I'll come back on weekends to see you."

"No, stay up there and finish up yer work. I'll visit ya. Don't worry."

Their last day together passed all too quickly for their liking, but they were determined to make the most of it. Soon, Grimmjow was hugging the med student goodbye and watching him leave with his family. He looked at the car disappearing into the distance and smirked.