Zane: Well here is the next, and possibly last chapter to this. I can't seem to find any prompts that aren't dirty as hell, or worse.

Ichigo: Zane Takeshi does not own Bleach, if he did I'd be sleeping with Grimmjow and it would be a bloodynose fest every episode.

Pairing:

GrimmjowxIchigo

Warnings:

Mentions of sex, cursing, misuse of the beach, sand in bad places.

Prompt:

"Oh come on, it wasn't that bad!" / "Says you, at least you didn't have sand in your ass!"

Grimmjow grinned to himself, he had managed to convince his long time boyfriend to go to his beach house. It only took him a year to convince the ginger that it would be fun. Ichigo saw the look on his boyfriends face, and started to regret agreeing to join Grimmjow in the beach house this summer. "It's not that bad Ichi, since we own the house we can walk around the yard naked if we want and no one can tell us anything, did I mention I have a porch swing?" Grimmjow grinned perversely and waggled his eyebrows at Ichigo. "Grimm, you're so bad." Ichigo said with the shake of his head. "You love it, and you know it!" Grimmjow boasted, with a chuckle. "If we get arrested for indecent exposure again, you're bailing us out." Ichigo says with the shake of his head. Grimmjow chuckles, "You got it babe. Now lets go christen the bed." Grimmjow grinned, he picked Ichigo up and slung him over his shoulder after parking the car, causing Ichigo to squeak. "Grimm! You're insatiable!" Ichigo whined. "Only for you babe." Grimmjow said. He tossed his smaller lover on the bed and made quick work of their clothing. A couple hours, and a few rounds later Ichigo was a pile of sexed up goo, and Grimmjow was content.

The next day, they finally unloaded the car, seeing as they were going to stay for the entire duration of the summer, Grimmjow and Ichigo felt the need to pack just about everything they owned. They wanted the beach house to feel as much like home as possible. Of course Grimmjow grinned when he spotted his ginger haired lover cooking bacon in nothing but an apron, he of course promptly plowed Ichigo into the counter, causing the ginger to threaten him with a spatula, making the blue haired man to all but run from the house, and to the store for some more bacon, as he had caused his lover to burn the first pan full of the delectable meat. Once he returned his lover was happy enough to kiss him and then finish making their breakfast. Grimmjow grinned, watching Ichigo's pert little ass shaking to a tune only he heard as he made their food. The larger man chuckled at the antics of his adorable lover. "I love watching you cook Ichi, you make it so sexy." Grimmjow says. "I'm not having sex again so son Grimm, we had sex eight times yesterday and you've already fucked me into the counter, please pause your libido for now." Ichigo said.

A couple days before they were to leave the beach house to return to their flat they decided to make love on the beach to cross it off their lists of things to do before they died. Grimmjow of course enjoyed himself, and he and Ichigo both managed to pass out on the sand, not caring about the consequences until the next morning. When Ichigo was groaning a lot about sand. Grimmjow chuckled at his lovers problem. "Well you didn't have to fall asleep on the beach babe." Grimmjow says. "Oh shut it, you're the reason I passed out anyway! You fucked me nine times! NINE!" Ichigo growled as he stomp/limped into the beach house, Grimmjow shook his head and chuckled. "You weren't complaining when I was pounding you!" he called out at Ichigo's retreating figure. The smaller male stopped, and flipped Grimmjow the bird, causing a loud laugh to follow him as he finished his trek into the house to shower.

Their last day on the beach was spent together, but Ichigo refused to let Grimmjow fuck him, as he was still getting sand out of many places in his body. "Oh come on Ichi! It wasn't that bad!" Grimmjow said. "Says you! You didn't get sand up your ass!" Ichigo growled. Grimmjow grinned, he started nibbling on Ichigo's neck and sucking on it, causing the smaller male to melt into his lovers arms, of course Grimmjow eventually got his lover into bed, and pounded the hell out of him, the next morning, Grimmjow had to carry Ichigo to the car so they could go home. "We're never having sex on a beach again Grimm." Ichigo says. "Whatever you say babe, I loved it." Grimmjow said. "You would, you're not the one who wound up having an asshole full of sand, have you ever had a sandy asshole?! It hurts!" Ichigo exclaimed as they started their six hour drive to Karakura. Ichigo wound up falling asleep, and his larger lover smiled as he carried his lover to their bedroom, where he curled up with him on the bed, and fell asleep himself.

Zane: The end, I hope you enjoyed this collection of drabbles. I had fun writing a few of them. If you have a story request, or anything feel free to PM me. I'll do my best.

Shiro: Come on! Someone ask fer meh ta be wit' Ichi, er even Grimm, er mehbeh bot'! Please!