It had been exactly five days since Ichigo and Grimmjows big fight and even though the teen had forgiven his lover he was sticking to the 'no sex' rule and it was killing Grimmjow. He had never gone this long without being 'satisfied' and he wasn't used to being rejected but Ichigo was not budging on the matter. Not even in the slightest.

"Ichi~," Grimmjow purred as he slid his arms around the teens waist while the teen was attempting to make a salad for Nnoitra and Shinji's housewarming party which they were attending that evening. Ichigo ignored the bulge in the teal-haired mans jeans, that he could feel pressed up against him.

"Yes Grimm. What can I do for you," the teen said, feigning politeness.

"Well, there's a number of thing ya could do for me-," Grimmjow smirked.

"Grimm," Ichigo interrupted simply in a warning tone.

"Cummon, Berry. It's been forever. Haven't you punished me enough already?" Grimmjow said exasperatedly, "I've been good this whole time, don't I deserve a reward?"

Ichigo suppressed his laughter as best he could, there was nothing better than having his tough, masculine seme beg.

"Yes Grimm, you've been very good but you heard me the first time. No sex for a week, no exceptions. You've only got two days left, keep it up," Ichigo's voice broke as he let slip a bit of laughter.

Grimmjow growled and let his hands slip from the teen's waist; he went over and sat at the counter.

"Yer pure evil, Ichi," He pouted.

Ichigo laughed, "Aaw babe, are you pouting? How cute."

"Shut up," The blue-haired man growled as he glared at his lover.

Ichigo smiled, went over to the sulking man and planted a kiss on his lips.

"We'll be late for Nnoi and Shins party, let's go get dressed."

"I don't wanna go," Grimmjow huffed.

The teen shook his head. His lover could be so childish sometimes; it was totally different to how he acted around company. Ichigo couldn't resist anymore, he leant down so Grimmjow and his lips were mere inches away from each other.

"How 'bout we go to the party and then leave a little earlier, hmm?" The orange-haired teen said, his lips gently brushing Grimmjows as he talked.

"How 'bout we skip the party altogether?" The teal-haired man replied.

Ichigo chuckled and leaned down, connecting their lips. Grimmjow pulled his lovers body up against his own, loving the friction. Ichigo parted his lips granting Grimmjow access. The older of the two was just getting into the kiss as Ichigo pulled away.

"Let's stay," Grimmjow pleaded with as much dignity as he could manage.

Ichigo shook his head, "Shinji would come here and find us, and you know that."

"Damn that blonde."

The teen laughed and made his way to their room, stripping as he went. When he got to the door of their room all he had on was his briefs, Ichigo looked over his shoulder smiling innocently at his lover.

"Won't you join me, Grimm? You know how much I hate showering alone," Ichigo said finally cutting Grimmjow some slack and giving into his own desires. Grimmjow smirked as he followed Ichigo into their room, shutting the door behind him.

They were incredibly late for Shinji and Nnoitra's party that night.