shukaku: Again excuse any spelling errors, I can't catch them all. Sorry this is so late, it should have been up last night but I kept getting distracted and I had to go get my sister at midnight. Then I fell asleep after I finished typing it... Anway enjoy the yumminess of my first GrimmIchi!

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, Tite Kubo does.

Grimmjow sighed as he dried his hair and walked out into his bedroom. He'd had a few run-ins with Ichigo over the past few days and each time he asked him non-stop questions about various holidays. He was fairly sure the Vizard was annoyed with him but the teen never let it show, which in itself annoyed Grimmjow. From what he gathered, today was what humans called New Years Eve, the night before the start of the New Year.

'Guess I should go mess with him a bit,' He thought with a smirk. The Sexta moved to the dresser and pulled out his new favorite outfit; the one he'd gotten with his gigai. He pulled it on, went back into the bathroom, styled his hair and brushed his teeth. He locked up the apartment on his way out and slipped his new cell phone from his pocket before leaving the actual complex. He flipped it open and hit speed dial, putting the thing to his ear as it began to ring.

"Hello?" He heard Ichigo's voice on the other end and grinned.

"It's me, Kade," He replied casually.

"What is it?" He sighed tiredly.

"You wanna hang out or something? I've got nothing better to do today and it's not like I have anyone to spend the day with."

"Sure but I have one condition," He sounded serious... Perfect.

"Yeah, and what would that be?"

"Absolutely no questions about the holidays, got it?"

"I got ya," He sighed. "Where should I meet you?"

"At the park, I'll be there shortly. See ya," With that he hung up. Grimmjow shut his cell phone, put it in his back pocket and began to walk, a huge grin on his face. Oh, he was going to make Ichigo's day a living hell...

XxXxXx

Ichigo sighed as he walked through the outdoor mall with Kade.

"Why is everyone so damn excited?" Kade growled in annoyance.

"Because, it's almost a new year," Ichigo sighed. "It's a time for people to think about what they did this year and make a change to do things better the next year. It's called having a New Year Resolution."

"What's yours?" Kade asked him curiously.

"It's not something you need to know," Ichigo grinned. Kade grinned back at him and his stomach suddenly growled. Ichigo made a face and then burst out laughing earning a smack across the head from the flushed man. "Let's get some lunch," He said once he calmed down. Kade only growled and followed the teen. They found a place easily and ordered their food, both sighing in delight when it was served to them.

"Thanks for lunch, Ichigo," Kade snickered when said teen was stuck to foot the bill. The Vizard grumbled to himself as he paid, glaring at Kade when he had done so. The pair got up and left, with Kade grinning like a fool at the now brooding teenager. "Now what should we do?"

"There isn't much else we can do, Kade," Ichigo sighed. "On New Years Eve, you usually spend the day with your family."

"Doing what exactly?"

"Talking, playing games, watching TV, things like that," He looked up at Kade. "I thought we agreed that you wouldn't ask any questions today?"

"Sorry but I am naturally curious," He smirked at him. Ichigo glared and they continued walking, occasionally going into shops to look and buy, but only small items. It was probably around four in the afternoon when Ichigo decided they should head home. "How about you come over tonight and we'll celebrate the New Year?" Kade suggested before Ichigo opened the door to his house.

"Sure, I'll see if I can get out," For some reason, Ichigo felt like he was going to be sneaking out to meet an illicit lover. The thought itself made him blush and he hurried inside to avoid any teasing from Kade. The blue haired man smirked and walked off, his mind racing as he formulated a plan to trap Ichigo later that night.

XxXxXx

Grimmjow sighed as he went about preparing everything, he wasn't about to have Ichigo snooping in his stuff this time around. A knock on the door alerted him that Ichigo had arrived and he hastily shoved his Arrancar uniform in the drawer of the dresser. He hurried to the door and pulled it open, grinning down at Ichigo who glared and shoved by him to get inside.

"I brought some soda since I know all you probably have is sake," He grinned again.

"You know me all too well," He joked, shutting the door. Ichigo set the soda on the kitchen counter and made himself comfortable on the couch, switching the TV on as he did so. He turned it to the news and sighed as Kade went into the kitchen and got a snack for him. He handed the food item to Ichigo and sat down with a sigh. "Do you still think I'm that guy you told me about?" He asked, eyes trained on the television.

"Not really but sometimes I have to wonder about you," He muttered. Kade snorted and drank the now open can of soda he had snagged on his way from the kitchen. The pair was silent for a long time until Kade ever so nicely announced he had to take a piss. Ichigo waited until he was gone to get up and slip into the man's bedroom. His eyes scanned the room but he saw nothing out of the ordinary about it.... that was until he looked at the dresser. Ichigo's eyes were wide as he walked over and pulled the garment free of the drawer; his heart skipped a beat when he finally got a look at it. There was no doubt that the garment he held in his hands belonged to none other than Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, the Sexta Espada.

"Nosy little fucker aren't you?" He heard the irritated snarl from behind him and jumped. Ichigo spun around only to have a hand wrap around his throat threateningly and his body shoved up against the wall.

"Gr-Grimmjow....?!" He gasped out, dropping the jacket and grabbing onto the Espada's wrist.

"Yeah, it's me," He growled. "You are so fucking naive, Kurosaki! I can't believe you actually fell for my story!" He tightened his grip on Ichigo's throat, causing the teen to gasp and claw at his arm. Grimmjow hissed at this, he was still in his gigai so that small, futile strike actually hurt.

"Let me go!" Ichigo bit out, desperately trying to free himself from the Sexta's grasp. Grimmjow sneered at him and moved away from the wall, keeping the teen in the air as he closed the door and then threw him to the bed. Ichigo tried to crawl away but Grimmjow caught him, pinning his wrists to his back as he leaned over him to growl in his ear.

"You aren't leaving, shinigami," He growled. "Its New Years Eve and I think we should spend some time together, don't you agree?" He nipped at the teen's throat then, earning a soft gasp. Grimmjow let up a little on Ichigo's wrist and the teen suddenly flipped over, grabbing his shirt and yanking him down into a kiss. The Sexta's eyes widened in shock at this and he pushed away, glaring down at the Vizard. "What the fuck?!"

"You said it yourself, Grimmjow," He panted. "It's New Years Eve and we should spend some time together," The Espada looked into his tea colored orbs and saw pure lust there. Grimmjow smirked and grabbed the collar of Ichigo's shirt, yanking him up so they were face to face.

"Heh, this'll be better than fighting you," He practically purred. "Instead of fighting you to prove I'm the best, I get to dominate you!" The words finally registered in Ichigo's mind and his eyes widened.

"Fuck no!" He cried, trying to shove Grimmjow away. The Sexta pinned his wrists and grinned down at him, a merciless look in his eyes. He bent down and easily captured the struggling teens' lips in a bruising kiss. Ichigo struggled strongly but even in a gigai, Grimmjow was stronger than him and easily prevented any attempts at escape. The Espada grinned and bit down harshly on the Vizards bottom lip, making him gasp and allowing the Sexta to slip his tongue into the sweet cavern. His tongue explored his teeth, the roof of his mouth, everywhere until he met Ichigo's tongue in a duel. Ichigo moaned despite his previous protests and his eyes fluttered as the heated kiss continued.

"Heh, I thought you didn't want this?" Grimmjow smirked when he broke contact with the now panting teen.

"Shut the hell up!" Ichigo snapped at him. "I still don't trust you!"

"No, but you trusted Kade," Ichigo pursed his lips. "But he's gone now and I've returned," He attacked the teens throat. The young Vizard gasped and moaned softly as Grimmjow's mouth did sinful things to his neck. He bit down hard enough to draw blood and a yelp from the teen and sucked on the wound none too gently. Ichigo moaned and tried to pull his wrists free only to have Grimmjow dig his nails into the flesh as if to tell him no. The teen panted and moaned as the Sexta continued his assault on his neck. Grimmjow grinned against the tan throat, hardly able to believe that the Vizard was being so submissive to him tonight. The teal haired Espada moved Ichigo's wrists and grasped them in one hand while his other, now free, hand moved down and under the teen's shirt. Grimmjow covered Ichigo's mouth with his own to swallow the groan that erupted from him when his fingers found the sensitive nubs that were his nipples.

"Ah...." Ichigo arched into the Espada when he rolled the nipple between his fingers and tugged, earning a low, sexy moan as well.

"Fuck, Kurosaki, keep making those noises and I'll end up fucking ya into the damn bed!" Grimmjow groaned, his pants becoming tight as he became aroused from the sounds his little captive was making.

"Then do it you bastard!" He snarled back though it was drowned out by another moan. Grimmjow basically tore the teen's shirt off his body, leaving raw red marks where it had rubbed against his skin. Still holding his wrists, the Sexta bent down and licked and nipped down his chest, flicking his tongue over a hard nipple to earn a pleasurable groan from the boy. Grimmjow torturously teased that nipple for what seemed like eternity while his hand pinched and tugged at its sore twin. The Espada grinned and switched hands while his mouth moved to tease his other nipple. Ichigo let out a long moan as he arched into the larger male, his pants were unbearably tight and he was beginning to ache for the Espada's touch on his body.

Grimmjow lifted his head to grin at the flushed and panting teen, his lips stained a faint pink from the blood he'd drawn from his neck before.

"If I let go of your wrists, will you behave?" He asked in a very dark yet very seductive voice that made the teen groan softly. "Answer me, shinigami!"

"Yes!" He moaned and blushed once he realized what he'd done. Grimmjow smirked and released his wrists, his hands immediately trailing down to grasp the teen's hips. Ichigo let his own hands trail over the Sexta's clothed chest, his fingers deftly undoing the buttons as he did so. With a soft growl, he pushed the shirt aside and down to his elbows where Grimmjow removed it by himself. The Espada grinned and grabbed a fistful of orange locks, roughly pulling him up and mashing their mouths together. Ichigo whimpered and gripped his shoulders, his nails biting into the flesh to leave little crescent shaped wounds. With his free hand, Grimmjow grabbed his hip and jerked upward, grinding down on him at the same time to earn a delicious mixed moan of pain and surprise.

The Sexta pulled away from the berry's mouth, released his hair and trailed his lips down to the waistline of his pants. Ichigo jerked at this and his face flushed even more. Grimmjow yanked the button undone with his teeth and teasingly pulled the zipper down the same way, his eyes trained on the teens face. The Espada released the zipper and sat up, tearing the boys pants off of him to reveal his boxers and a nice bulge in the center of it. He grinned and pressed his hand against it, earning a strangled cry and raised hips. He laughed darkly as he undid his own jeans and shimmied out of them.

"What is it, Berry head?" He whispered to him, seeing the obvious need on his face. "There somethin' ya need?"

"F-Fuck you!" He snapped, moaning when the Sexta rolled his hips against him.

"I know, that's what I'm gonna do," He smirked. "But what do ya want, Ichi? I can tell you want something," He slipped his hand down his boxers after trailing his fingertips along the edge for the past minute. Ichigo gasped and arged into him, his arms wrapping under Grimmjow's so his hands could hold his shoulders for support.

"I-I need to...." He could barely finish for Grimmjow had now wrapped his hand around his erect cock.

"You need to what?" He grinned even more as his thumb slid over the tip of Ichigo's member, spreading the pre-cum to slicken it.

"Ah-haa....! I-I need to... hnnn.... cum!" He moaned out as Grimmjow slowly pumped his hand over the inexperienced boy's penis. The Sexta tore off his boxers and slipped out of his own, groaning when his hot member hit the cold air. He pulled Ichigo onto his legs, placed an arm across is stomach and began to pump at a faster tempo, causing the teen to moan and thrust upwards into that sinful hand. "A-AAHHH!" He cried out, his hands clinging to the covers as Grimmjow pumped his hand, squeezing in time to bring him pleasure. He swore when he felt that tightening in his belly and his head began to swim as pure bliss swept through his body. At the last second, Grimmjow bent and swallowed Ichigo whole, giving one hard suck to send him over the edge. "FUCK!!!" Ichigo's whole body arched off the bed as his hips helplessly thrusted upwards into Grimmjow's mouth.

The teen's vision blacked out for a split moment as the pleasure swept through him and his body shook once it passed his breathing heavy and uneven.

"How'd you like your first orgasm, shinigami?" Grimmjow chuckled after milking Ichigo for all he had and swallowing it.

"Kami-sama...." Was all he could manage as he tried to recollect his thoughts. Grimmjow groaned and moved his hand over his own cock, slickening it with pre-cum while Ichigo calmed down. The Sexta grabbed the Vizard under his knee's and spread his legs as he put him flat on his back. Ichigo soon realized what was happening and began to protest but was silenced by a swift kiss.

"Relax, Kurosaki, otherwise this will hurt a lot more than you want it to," He growled, barely containing himself from fucking the poor kid into the bed. Grimmjow pushed his legs back further and pushed the tip of his cock against the teen's puckered entrance.

"Wait!" Grimmjow groaned and glared annoyed at the boy. "Shouldn't you.... you know, prepare me first?"

"Smart boy," The Sexta grinned and released one of his legs. He licked three fingers and without warning, shoved two fingers deep inside him. Ichigo yelped and flinched back, not liking the intrusive feeling of the invading digits. He moaned out as those fingers stretched him and stroked his soft inside. He suddenly saw white and gasped as Grimmjow grinned. A third finger was added and Ichigo bit back a loud cry from the pain, but he knew Grimmjow himself was much bigger than this. He shut his eyes to keep himself from crying and yelped when that certain place was hit again. The Sexta removed his fingers, grabbed his leg again and pushed the tip of his cock to the boys now prepared entrance. Grimmjow gave no warning, he just shoved himself in to the hilt and remained there as the strawberry teen bit back his cries and adjusted to him. "Fuck, you're tight, Ichi!" He growled at him.

"What the hell did you expect you bastard?" He shot back, voice hoarse from the sobs wanting to break free. "I'm a damn virgin!"

"Which makes this all the more fun for me," He gave a sadistic grin. Ichigo was about to retort when Grimmjow pulled back and slammed back in, tearing a loud cry from his lips instead. The Sexta commanded him to grab his legs and he did without protest, wincing when he felt the Espada's rough hands on his hips. Ichigo cried out and moaned as the larger male thrust into him ruthlessly, tearing the walls of flesh and slickening his movements with blood. The teen again saw white when his prostate was hit dead on and this continued for some time, effectively reviving his own dick. Grimmjow grasped it in his hand and pumped it in time with his thrusting though he soon stopped and grasped his hips again. The Sexta leant down and kissed his chest, leaving large red marks in his wake and kissing feverously at his throat.

Ichigo moaned and his eyes rolled into the back of his head as the pressure began to build up in his core again. He felt his climax nearing and let out a sharp cry when Grimmjow bit down on his shoulder. He didn't let go either, he remained attached as he continued thrusting into the moaning teen. Ichigo tossed his head back and cried out but Grimmjow squeezed the base of his cock, stopping him from cumming.

"Say my name, Ichi," He growled, releasing his shoulder. "Do it and you can cum," This was the ultimate humiliation for him; being forced to moan out Grimmjow's name in order to cum.

"Grimm..." His cock was released and a few thrusts later, he came, screaming the Espada's name. "GRIMMJOW!!!" He arched into him and tugged at his hair as he came. Grimmjow moaned and thrust even faster, his own climax nearing.

"Fuck....!" He pulled Ichigo's hips back against his own harshly and his nails bit into the perfect skin, drawing blood. "Of fuck, Ichi!" He came hard inside of the young Vizard, his hot seed filling the boy to the brim and leaking out. Ichigo released his legs and Grimmjow collapsed on him, spent and exhausted. He pulled out and laid himself on top of the teen, his breathing heavy against his bloodied neck.

"Get the fuck off of me," Ichigo snarled at him.

"Too tired," Grimmjow grunted. Ichigo sighed and turned his head to look at the digital clock, a slow smile working its way across his face. "Hey, Happy New Year." Grimmjow lifted his head and looked at the clock for himself. It was exactly midnight...

"Yeah, Happy fucking New Year..." He muttered. "Go to sleep," He grabbed Ichigo's body and slipped under the covers with him. "What the hell was your resolution anyway?"

"Nothing exciting," Ichigo blushed.

"It had to do with me, didn't it?" Grimmjow gave a cocky smirk. Ichigo glared but he did not deny it which made the Sexta smirk even more. "I'll tell ya mine, it was to dominate you in any possible way. And it looks like I did.... in bed of all fucking places!"

"Well, then you got yourself a New Years surprise, didn't you?" Ichigo huffed.

"Yeah, now I have myself a sexy berry to fuck whenever I get lonely," Ichigo growled at him and was pulled against the Sexta's solid chest. Realizing he wouldn't be leaving any time soon, Ichigo curled up against his chest and winced from the pain radiating up his spine.

"I so fucking hate you right now," He muttered under his breath.

"That's what you say now," Grimmjow smirked. Ichigo glared warily and closed his eyes, quickly falling asleep from exhaustion. Grimmjow followed not long after, content with what he had been able to do. The only thing left was to complete his mission....

XxXxXx

"Your reports are quite insightful, Grimmjow," Aizen remarked when he returned to Hueco Mundo a month later. "As a reward I am extending your stay in the Living World," Grimmjow felt a jolt of excitement through his body but didn't let it show on his face.

"Thank you, Aizen-sama," He bowed and left the room quickly.

"What'd ya do tha' fer?" Gin questioned a knowing look on his face.

"I was interested to see how he would react," Aizen told him. "And since he isn't there on a mission, I can observe what he does during his free time, especially since last month proved to be so interesting with the ryoka boy."

"Ya have a dirty mind, Aizen-taichou," Gin laughed. "I like th' way ya think," He grinned along with Aizen. This would be an interesting few months to say the least.

shukaku: I think I made Grimm a little OOC near the end along with Ichi.... Anyway, plz R&R and tell me what ya think!