Verloren

Kapitel VIII

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Ichigo was tired by the time he'd mangaged to escape his party. His guests were all thoroughly sloshed while he'd remained sober. He'd pretended to sip at his drink and then would toss it in the grass when no one was watching. All he wanted was to get back to the privacy of his flat and indulge in some celebrating with Grimmjow. He thought about how glad he was that the ex-arrancar was stubborn. He was glad Urahara had meddled. He felt happy. He wished he could just have total disregard for all else as he rushed home. His body was thrumming with anticipation.

Grimmjow was lying on the couch in just a pair of pajama pants that most definitely did not belong to him when Ichigo got back. The pair of blue plaid pants that were baggy on him almost sinfully clung to Grimmjow's body. He kicked his shoes off and walked straight for the couch. Grimmjow was watching him with a soft lust visible in his eyes. Ichigo was ready to come apart at the seams. Each step closer he worked on shedding his suit. He could see Grimmjow coming to full attention. It made him feel strangely sultry.

„I have been waiting too damn long." Ichigo smirked and shucked his slacks off as Grimmjow sat up. „God, Ichi. You don't know how many times I just wanted to fuck all and just come find you."

„Grimm. I didn't want anything other than to just relive Germany." He climbed over the other man's lap. „I just wanted to stay cocooned in that little world with you."

„Me without my memories?" Grimmjow asked with a smirk.

„Fuck no, just you." Ichigo leaned forward. „I have to say, for someone with no prior experience, you had me seeing stars more than anyone else."

„I'm going to be the only one making you see stars now Ichi." Grimmjow grinned wolfishly.

Ichigo sank down into Grimmjow's arms and kissed him. First softly wanting to show how much he valued him. Then it escalated. They crashed together pouring months of yearning into their kiss. Lips slicked messily together and their teeth clacked harshly. Grimmjow bit Ichigo's lower lip and then sucked at it making him moan loudly. He wanted to see the reaper come undone and lose control. His hands wandered down a tanned back and stopped to cup the ginger's firm backside. He pulled him impossibly closer grinding against his awakening arousal. Ichigo gasped and pulled away from the kiss arching beautifully. In one smooth motion Grimmjow stood and lifted the smalled man with him. Ichigo didn't have the presence of mind to be indignant, too impatient to indulge, and instead wrapped his legs tightly about Grimmjow's waist.

„I'm going to fuck you the way I've been wanting to since you left Germany." Grimmjow whispered against Ichigo's neck. „Du gehörst mir."

„God Grimm. I forgot how sexy you sound in German." Ichigo hissed and curled his fingers in powder blue tresses.

When they made it to the bedroom Grimmjow threw Ichigo on the bed and followed after caging him in. The reaper smirked and pulled him down roughly engaging in another heated kiss. Their aroused bodies rubbed deliciously together. Grimmjow growled and moved away from Ichigo's lips to bite and suck at his jaw and then down his neck. Each mark left drew a gasp of pleasure and further fueled Grimmjow's excitement. Even though he still lacked a lot of experience he compensated with vigourous enthusiasm and near perfect memory of the first night with Ichigo. He attacked each place with relish enjoying every sound Ichigo made. He paid special attention to protruding hipbones remembering the sharp intakes of breath the ginger had released. Ichigo was just as responsive and was elated over the active role Grimmjow had taken. He moaned and dug his fingers in the blankets. Soon Grimmjow's fingers were dipping beneath his underwear but never fully touching where he wanted.. He sighed and shifted his hips upwards slightly asking silently for more.. The other's voice rumbled in a low chuckle against his stomach.

„Tell me what you want Ichi. Just tell me and I'll give it to you." He teased.

„Damnit Grimm! Don't get coy on me now. I want you so fucking badly." He almost whined. „Suck it or fuck me, I don't care, I just want you!" Ichigo near shouted.

„Haha, du bist so gemein." He chuckled again and pulled the black shorts off.

Ichigo didn't take kindly to his teasing and slid his knees under Grimmjow's arms and used his whole body weight to flip the other onto the bed and land himself on top. The ex-arrancar was stunned and even more turned on. His lips parted and he let out a hungry breath as Ichigo leaned over and near predatory look in his eyes. He was kissed hard. It was all tongue and teeth, and it made him growl possesively. Ichigo moved against him purposefully grinding slowly.

„Vulgar? I'll give you fucking vulgar Grimmjow." He snapped a sliver of gold bleeding into his irises.

His lips descended on the other. He bit roughly and sucked along Grimmjow's neck. His tongue laved at the prominent adam's apple and then down over collar bones. Soon after he moved further and bit at an already peaked nipple. Grimmjow hissed in response, so he bit harder. As Grimmjow tried to shift him off to regain control he pressed down harder and let his reiatsu leak out pinning the larger man down. The gigai gave him an advantage of Grimmjow not being able to ward off his spiritual energy. He was drunk on the dominance he had over this once wild being. Ichigo gave a respite to Grimmjow's nipple and trailed his tongue lower, over rock hard abs to dip ticklishly into his navel. The man's body tensed causing him to stifle a laugh before he did it again.

He wasted no time and let off just enough to pullthe borrowed pajama pants down and toss them aside, boxer shorts following immediately after. Grimmjow was at his mercy as he took his erection in his mouth and suckled the tip. Ichigo opened his mouth wide and took Grimmjow in as deep as he could. He gagged but pushed further and swallowed around the thick length a few times. Grimmjow's pupils were blow out as he met Ichigo's eyes. He actually blushed at the heated look. It was forgotten though when the ginger moaned around his erection and slowly pulled back. It was so dirty and he fought to keep his hips still as his penis was worked. He'd only been joking when he called Ichigo vulgar, he hadn't realized the reaper had it in him. He wanted to watch every naughty bit, but it was hard to keep his eyes from rolling back in pleasure. Suddenly the ginger let off.

„Stay put Grimm." He murmured while licking his lips.

Grimmjow watched as Ichigo leaned over him and reached for the nightstand. A small bottle of lube was brought out and hands were on him again. The mixture of gel and saliva squelched noisiy as Ichigo pumped his erection. He moaned under the onslaught. His eyes popped open as the pace slowed and he just knew that Ichigo was opening himself up to be taken. He growled possessively as an unpleasant thought entered his head. He pounced and pinned Ichigo down in his distracted state and immediately took over slapping the other's hands away.

„Ow! Shit Grimm. What the hell got into you?"

Grimmjow kissed him slowly as if to apologize. „You didn't do this with anyone else did you?"

„No. Fuck." Ichigo moaned as fingers brushed his sweet spot. „Wouldn't matter anyway." He gasped and arched again. „None of them would even be close to being you."

His ego flared. „Good. No one else gets to see you like this."

He pulled back and pressed a hand down on Ichigo's stomach feeling the waves of anticipation roll through him. This was what he wanted, to watch their bodies merge. With his free hand he guided himself in. The memory of sinking inside Ichigo's body came to the forefront and he groaned lowly. It felt so perfect. As he slowly slipped further the reaper's legs came up to hold him tightly. At long last he was a deep as he could go, sheathed completely within that hot body. He hissed as he slid back out until just the head was still inside. After a deep breath he surged back in all the way until his body was flush with Ichigo's.

„Gods Grimm. It's so deep." He sighed and curled his fingers. „Move."

Grimmjow smirked and repeated the motion again. It drew another delicious moan from the other man. It was his invitation to take more, harder and faster. Ichigo matched his thrusts using his legs to lock Grimmjow deep inside with each forward motion. Their bodies slapped together loudly and Grimmjow let out a constant stream of curses. Ichigo had to fight to stay in control of himself, but a little bit of his spiritual energy was leaking out and curlng around them both. It was warm and electric and Grimmjow felt almost as if he was melting into Ichigo with each piston of his hips. The heat grew too much and combined with the lewd noises and nails leaving long welts on his back, climax rapidly approached.

„Fuck Grimm." Ichigo breathed out as he arched and twitched.

His body became tight and thrummed with impending orgasm. Moments later he released drawing Grimmjow deep within. His twitching hole and the splashes of semen between them was enough to set the taller man off. Grimmjow came with a low, breathy growl. His whole body rode out the waves of his peak as he collapsed over Ichigo. They lie together catching their breath and trying to cool down. After several moments Grimmjow pulled back and extricated himself. Ichigo grimaced at the sensation of seed leaking out of his body, but was much to blissed out to care.

„That's the best fucking graduation present I got." He murmured after a moment.

„It better be with all the shit that weirdo tried on me." Grimmjow smirked. He rolled on his side to watch the ginger for a moment and his eyes softened. „I know you said you'd fight me any time, but I think I could forgo that for now."

Ichigo perked up at that. „Oh yea? And why is that?" He asked a smile coming to his lips.

„I've found something more enjoyable to do with you." He stated scandalously.

Despite their precious activities Ichigo blushed at the innuendo and shoved Grimmjow back. „We won't have a bed if you're this rough every time!" He snapped.

Grimmjow stopped laughing and pinned him with a serious look. „We?"

„Well yeah. I kinda thought since you stubbornly wanted to remember me that we, were going to be a thing."

Grimmjow smirked again. „Yea, I could do that."

After they both felt steady enough to move Ichigo pulled Grimmjow into the shower with him. Beneath the spray they languidly kissed while soaping each other. It was perfectly relaxing and gave Grimmjow time to think about how happy he was that he'd gotten a second chance in such a strange way. They made their way back to the couch in minimal clothes and talked about what Grimmjow had been up to while staying with Urahara. He explained what he could on the experiements and said that his body was still a work in process since he was essentially a hollow still. He told Ichigo how weird it felt to have so many sets of memories. Their fingers twined lazily as they shared stories. So much had been missed. Ichigo explained that he still spoke with Dr. Verstandt and Lars despite the memory wipe. The good doctor had been restored to having never met Grimmjow the second time around, but Lars still mysteriously remembered. In his letters he asked if Ichigo had met anyone new and hoped that he came back to Germany for his boyfriend. Grimmjow had found that particular story amusing.

They talked all night until the sun started to rise. Grimmjow had forgotten how amazing it was. He stood and walked to the balcony doors just to stare out at it. Ichigo smiled and after a moment of watching the beautiful man in the first day's light, he joined him threading his arms around his torso and leaning on his shoulder. He briefly thought about if he could change things would he. The answer remained that if he could have last night, the time before, and this moment now, he would gladly go through the pains again. He finally had his chance at happiness and was damned if he was going to give it up.

a/n: So this is the end of Verloren. I'm sorry I took so long to finish this damn thing. I've been practicing my German, but I probably will not go back and edit the chapters for it now. I've got so much going on and so many new things to work on. Thank you so very much to those of you that took the time to read and review and message me. Sometimes rereading those reviews got me through the dark days. I wanted to give you all something short and sweet for the last bit but also something with a good long fuck. I hope I achieved that. Now I have to get on to updating other things. Thank you all for the great time. I enjoyed writing this.