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// I live!! My body isn't feeling too bad today, but Asher is still assisting me here with things. My pea brain can only seem to focus on one thing here--and I'll be picking at my multi drafts everywhere.

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━━━━ ✘✘ The Anomaly unfortunately had to relinquish hold on the jacket, since that hand was still able to be used, the other arm was still pins and needles, and heavy as hell, he'd maybe have to get it looked at later--but then be questioned about his shoulder... He'd cross the bridge when the time came.

His fingers uncurled from the jacket, and Ichigo offered his hand to Grimmjow, feeling the other's hold on his palm, and another sigh left him as one finger was popped into his mouth, the feeling of the digit being gnawed lightly and lavished by the tongue possibly felt nice--a bit of another turn on, strangely enough, so Ichigo was definitely exploring uncharted waters.

He felt something hard on his skin in Grimmjow's mouth, he had a piercing, neat. "You can bite harder." He said as he once again pushed himself against the other, his body so warm.

"Is this weird? What we're doing? I want more from you, but don't want to seem... fuck, what's the word...." He thought a bit more, his mind still muddled by the feeling of his arousal, it was so hard to make sentences, especially as Ichigo had found a new thing he enjoyed: his fingers in someone else's mouth.

He still could barely move his injured shoulder, arm and hand still pricking with that asleep feeling, though not as pronounced. "--I feel like the word I want is needy? I don't even know what this is... but I know I like it--like you doing it..."

Grimmjow would lick any blood from his lips, the shorter man, should he be looking might notice something in his mouth. A piercing, how or when the Arrancar got it was a topic for later, if the poor Soul Reaper recalled it. Or even noticed. "I can bite them though I might wind up usin' my tongue on them too, 's long as that doesn't bother ya," Not that LICKING Ichigo's blood of his shoulder seemed to bother him, so he had a feeling it was going to be okay.

"Gimme yer hand." He didn't mind Ichigo gripping his jacket at all. The feeling of pressing against another's body the way he was, was something the former Sexta hadn't even realized he'd been missing. Never mind the fact that the smaller man had ground against his hips a few times since their position had changed and he was straddling the other male. Should Ichigo give him his hand the taller male would set about biting and probably nibbling on the digits.

"'S fine, yer free to keep a grip on me or touch me however ya want." Consent was something that most would want, and he'd just given it to Ichigo, though while he spoke he had at least one or two fingers in his mouth, and he was biting them, putting pressure without piercing the skin just yet. Ichigo would know that if the Arrancar wanted to stop contact, he'd break it without much issue.

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━━━━ ✘✘ He tried to think about Grimmjow's question, his head fuzzy from the pain and pleasure of being bitten. Licking his dry lips he had one thought. "My fingers?" Starting small after his shoulder felt so ravaged, he didn't want to say what he actually wanted bitten- not yet at least... both thought things that'd maybe end the contact possibly.

He didn't want Grimmjow to stop by any point, he wanted to be covered in bite marks, he definitely had a masochistic side forming and Grimmjow was feeding it.

Feeling Grimmjow's tongue on his shoulder again made Ichigo shiver and sigh. He felt less alone, actually seen for being a person by Grimmjow. "I-If you want me to let go of you..." The hand holding onto Grimmjow's jacket was hurting, but he didn't want to let go unless asked--to have some kind of grip on that which was helping him escape reality.

Grimmjow was listening to Ichigo's noises, his breathing, heartrate, and his words. For the most part. The position they were in was an odd one especially for two men who acted like they despised one another.

Blood was a flavor that the Arrancar happened to enjoy, he'd never thought he'd get a taste of Ichigo's, but he wasn't about to just stop. Not yet. Or at all if Ichigo didn't want him to actually stop entirely. As the shorter male spoke his name again, the taller male would pull his fangs out of his shoulder to respond. "I what? Said yer name? Yeah,"

The other was letting him bite him, begging him to, even. He felt that it was an earned thing. He could go back to calling him Kurosaki later on, if he decided to, anyway. There was something going on between them, but he wasn't quite sure what it was or how to traverse it. So he was simply going to not think about it for now. "Sure can. The question would be where do ya want be to bite ya?" He could think of a few areas but he'd rather not be punched, or possibly kicked in the face so he'd not mention those.

Plus, he'd rather the other pick where he was bitten next. Since he'd stopped biting when he lifted his head, he'd once again clean the area with his tongue. And then he was adjusting as much as he could with Ichigo's death grip on his jacket. Even though he wouldn't voice it out loud, he had to admit red was a really nice color to see on the other male's face and skin.

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━━━━ ✘✘ Closing his eyes, Ichigo groaned again, wincing as he tried to move his arm: it had fallen asleep from the bites to his shoulder no surprise.

Panting as he felt Grimmjow lick the wound clean, Ichigo tried to move his arm into more comfortable position, it currently on the ground near his waist, but it felt too heavy from the loss of blood flow. Biting his cheek he decided to stop trying.

"Grimmjow, you-" He had said his name, not his family name that he consistently shouted angrily, but his first name, and Ichigo felt himself grow flustered, more than he had been from the biting, till Grimmjow went tearing at his shoulder again.

"C-can you bite somewhere else? I'd like to use my arm tomorrow." He whined, pushing his hips into Grimmjow's.

Grimmjow knew nothing about how damaged Ichigo was, or he extent of it at all. He'd never spoken to the shorter male's friends extensively, even in the past. The most he'd spoken to was the woman but he'd long since forgotten her name. He also wouldn't give a fuck about how 'unfit' for anything the smaller man felt he was. The Arrancar was with him in the moment, burying his fangs hard in the warm skin of the shorter male's shoulder. Should the other actually begin to grow aroused he'd smell it as well as feel it given the position they were in.

Being tugged closer by his jacket didn't bother him the same as when the other had pulled him closer by the back of his head hadn't bothered him. Enemies. Rivals. Friends? Didn't matter, at the moment they were simply two men doing whatever the fuck they were currently doing. In this instance it was simply the taller male biting the smaller repeatedly. Because it'd been asked of him. And everyone who knew the Arrancar knew he didn't often listen when things were asked of him.

Of the two of them, the one closer to being alive was Ichigo himself. But one could be living without being alive. The taller of the two was actually rather proud of himself for getting Ichigo to stop being so listless. Even if his means of getting the other to stop acting in such a way was to bite him. A genuine laugh would come from him as he pulled away for another moment upon hearing Ichigo admitting that he liked what he was feeling. "Damn right,"

He'd take the time to lick up some of the trails of Ichigo's blood, blue eyes taking note of the redness staining the shorter man's cheeks. The scent coming from the other was beginning to have an effect on him but this wasn't about him. As greedy as he could be even he knew that. "Don't ya worry, Ichigo." That was the first time he'd ever used the other male's given name, rather than his surname, but he wasn't really thinking about that because as soon as he cleaned up some of the mess he'd made of Ichigo's shoulder, he was biting him again.

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━━━━ ✘✘ Of course Ichigo would have never imagined doing something like this, with someone like Grimmjow, or otherwise, he thought himself too damaged, unfit to be anything, thus the extent of his solitude. But they were doing things, or rather Grimmjow was, Ichigo reveled in the sting and his body getting aroused from the contact.

He was white knuckled as he pulled on Grimmjow's jacket again, this time down into himself. Ichigo found himself drooling on the ground, dazed from the pain, his shoulder definitely bruised, his arm and hand tingling, but he didn't care.

His breath came as Grimmjow pulled back from his neck for a little bit and Ichigo sucked air like a drowning fish. He knew... part of him realized he was playing with fire, yet so much of him wanted to be burned, if only to feel alive.

"I-I do like it..." He admitted past another choked moan. Watching from the side of his vision as Grimmjow licked his blood from his lips Ichigo shivered. His hips stayed pressed into Grimmjow's, knees bent, his toes curled so hard they ached as Grimmjow's teeth went back into his skin.

Grimmjow likely didn't notice that there were no longer fingers in his hair. He'd not really been paying that close of attention to the touch initially and he was paying even less attention to the lack of warmth now that he was straddling the smaller male's lap. When he'd sought Ichigo out he'd more than likely not thought about such a situation arising between them.

One hand would keep the cloth of the Soul Reaper's shihakushō tugged to where his fangs were piercing that warm skin. Blood rivulets were lessened in the new position briefly. The harder the taller male bit the more blood would likely seep through his lips especially if the other squirmed too much. As soon as he felt Ichigo's hips meet his his eyes would widen again. Was the other seriously that into being chewed on? He'd hear the other male's sandals make contact with the ground but likely not think anything of it... or care.

Whenever he did notice that his head was no longer being held down he'd let out a growl, pulling back just enough to intake a sharp breath. "Yer playin' a dangerous game here, Kurosaki," It was far too late for a warning. "'S too fuckin' bad that I know ya like this feelin' I'm givin' ya." Gentle wasn't really in the Arrancar's nature and it never had been. Perhaps he could learn at some point but not right now. Not when he knew Ichigo was craving the pain.

He'd likely lick his lips clean before leaning back in and burying his fangs into the shorter man's skin once more. One hand gripping the shorter male's shihakushō tightly, the other was probably resting on the opposite side of the shorter male's head.

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━━━━ ✘✘ The pain made his arm tingle and his shoulder throb, his fingers went loose as his arm fell asleep though he didn't mind. His other hand stayed clenching Grimmjow's jacket.

More sounds broke from his parted mouth, skin flushed red as he said Grimmjow's name urgently, but not knowing why. Pressing his cheek into the ground, Ichigo felt himself squirm, chest getting tight. Though his mind liked it, his body tried to fight. In its movement, Ichigo's hips met Grimmjow's, his toes curled in his sandals scrambling on the ground.

More pain, more synapses firing in his brain, he wanted more of Grimmjow, but wasn't able to ask, such acute pain in one area making him unable to speak.

Grimmjow hadn't been sure what to expect with this newest approach to getting the other to pay attention to him. He was somewhat surprised. Maybe even more than somewhat but that wasn't really a thought on his mind at present. He was focusing a bit on the shorter male's noises and taste than anything else.

As the shorter male shifted to lay down he'd make an odd sound which would become a bit louder due to the move, but it'd resume normal volume as he was tugged closer by his jacket. It was probably a good thing that not many people were capable of seeing them, especially as the taller male slung a leg over the shorter male. Effectively straddling him.

That was most assuredly also not on his bingo card when it came to getting Ichigo's attention.

Now with one leg on either side of Ichigo's hips, the Arrancar would resume burying his fangs in warm skin. The fingers in his hair were making it rather hard not to make another noise that he'd deny he ever made. That noise being a purr he was doing a good job of keeping that from happening. The last thing he needed was to make a decidedly 'cute' noise. With his face almost flush to Ichigo's neck, the taller male couldn't see the scar on his chest, but if he did he'd recognize it right away. Ulquiorra had a habit of leaving such a mark on others. In the same spot as his own Hollow hole.

There might be more to their situation but the Arrancar didn't give a damn. He was focusing on tearing more of those noises from the man who now lay beneath him. While also getting more of the... hybrid's blood into his mouth. And onto his own face.

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━━━━ ✘✘ They were so opposite it was funny to think about what they were doing, though both of them clearly were feeding into one another while things continued.

Ichigo shifted to lie down on his back against the ground, his hand still in the blue hair as his free fingers pulled on Grimmjow by his jacket, trying to make the Arrancar straddle him.

His breathing was a little labored as the pain grew and the bite increased in intensity, the rivulets of blood that dripped down his body were of no consequence. The shift in positions to lie down had moved the top of Ichigo's shihakusho, and his chest was exposed, the puckered cylindrical scar from his battle--and demise at Ulquiorra's hand on display, there was no reason to hide anything, from the moment Grimmjow had bitten him, Ichigo was exposed.

Grimmjow wouldn't consider Ichigo a monster even if he knew what the other did that landed him in the condition he kept coming across him in. It was doubtful someone as vicious and violent as he could be would think that of someone who was nothing like that. Maybe that was one of the reasons why he kept trying to coax the other out of his shell to some extent.

In the situation they were currently finding themselves in, Ichigo was prey to him, the Arrancar was a hunter. The animal he'd been prior to becoming the Sexta Espada was a predatory feline after all. Any changes in the flavor of Ichigo's blood would likely get the shorter male more noises coming from the one who would absolutely deny he ever made them should they be mentioned.

A growl would come from his throat, deep and dangerous, eyes even darkening slightly. He still didn't fight what Ichigo was doing. He was getting a reaction from the other man which meant he was getting the attention he'd been seeking. Albeit in a way he'd not expected. He'd add a bit more bite force as he listened, and felt reactions coming from the other. It was an odd situation at best but he was going to make the most of it.

Hearing his name being uttered as it was would absolutely get a reaction from the Arrancar. Feeling fingers in his hair was new nobody had ever messed with it before but he didn't hate it. He'd shift his body in a way to allow himself to bite down harder, small lines of blood likely escaping every few breaths, but he wasn't going to stop biting the smaller man until it was asked of him. And if it were up to the taller male the pain WOULD mean something. Whatever that was would remain to be seen.

Ichigo being a slut for pain wasn't on the Arrancar's bingo card however.

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━━━━ ✘✘ There being some who didn't see Ichigo as a monster, or a thing to be caged was nice, though it had never been said, maybe would be sometime when they weren't... indisposed as they were.

Upon feeling Grimmjow's arm holding him, Ichigo's breath quickened, another groan slipping out of his mouth. He could certainly learn to enjoy the fear than came with being prey. It only made his body more responsive.

Ichigo wanted more pain, more sensation than feeling his depth of despair and worthlessness. His hand pushed a little more, wanting to make Grimmjow wound him further, grasping at something akin to dying if to escape and feel worth by being Grimmjow's chew toy... enjoying being used, but also feel attached due to the feelings of attraction through pain developing.

"M-more, please, Grimmjow. I want to feel like this pain means something." He whispered as his voice hitched and his fingers got lost in Grimmjow's hair.

Grimmjow knew nothing about what Ichigo had gone through. Since the Arrancar saw him last he'd not even heard tell of anything the other man did. Whatever, it wasn't really his business. Solitude was something he did understand though. Maybe a bit better than Ichigo might think he did but it wasn't a topic they were discussing.

Fighting the younger male was something he'd enjoyed but that was due to being what he was, and having his violent and sadistic tendencies fed. He was much less... volatile now but he was still a sarcastic asshole more often than not. He was probably one of the only people who didn't give a damn about what Ichigo WAS. He was simply someone who he used to cross blades with. Probably as close to being a 'friend' that the Arrancar had.

He probably knew a lot more about kinks than Ichigo did but he'd also been alive for a really, really long time. It was probably a good thing that he liked biting especially if it allowed him to get a reaction from the other male. He could tell by the taste of Ichigo's blood that the other liked what he was feeling. It had a slightly sweeter flavor.

As the shorter male leaned back against him as he was, the taller would likely move to wrap an arm around him, probably as a means to stop Ichigo from... falling over or something. He wasn't thinking he was just doing. Which seemed to be the case for both of them. Instincts could be a real bitch sometimes.

As he felt Ichigo touching him his eyes would widen briefly, mostly because it'd not been an expected move, he didn't fight the push to his head though. The new pressure made his smaller fangs likely also pierce that warm skin, and this time, the Arrancar would make a noise. one he'd absolutely deny if it was brought up by the shorter male. It was doubtful anyone would see the two of them where they were but it wasn't like the Arrancar would give a damn if someone did.

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━━━━ ✘✘ He wasn't that good at sharing his feelings anymore, not with the horror he had gone through, perpetuated by the absence of every person he cared about, though his own solitude drove him to isolate, but his heart yearned for interaction with whoever.

Grimmjow and he had been accustomed to battle when they had been in near vicinity, but such was the past, and Anomaly had barely any fighting spirit left. It was a whisper in his ear, something barely ever spoken and he found silence and being alone his bedfellows.

Honestly, Ichigo didn't really know about kinks, he just knew that what he was feeling when being bitten felt good, almost euphoric, pushing everything else aside. But his face flushed when Grimmjow spoke again--the words were true.

Catching Grimmjow's blue eyes watching him, Ichigo leaned back against him, tilting his head and closing his eyes. The feeling of those teeth again buried in his shoulder made him shiver, and gave him goosebumps.

He felt small, like a prey animal, as Grimmjow was sure the attacker, he'd not have it any other way. A hand reached to press the back of Grimmjow's head closer into the bite, as pain shot through his arm, his neck, and chest. Chasing the sensation, his hand had moved on its own, and by the time Ichigo noticed, his mouth was dry and his skin was warm.

Grimmjow didn't know what was eating at Ichigo, it wasn't like they really talked, no matter how many times he tried to get the other male's attention for any extent of time. He was very perceptive however and that was something that Ichigo was well aware of.

Funny enough, the Arrancar could fucking care less about what Zangetsu thought of him being there. He wasn't there to piss the spirit off. Which was probably why he didn't call Ichigo a bitch again. The fact that the shorter man's reaction was basically nothing when he spoke kind of ticked him off. Which was exactly why he bit him.

He remembered feeling alive when they were beating the crap out of one another in he past but he knew that there was nothing that he could do to get the other to fight him again. He'd long since given up on that promise the guy made him back in the sands of Hueco Mundo. That didn't mean he wouldn't bug the other guy though. Anything to see if he could awaken something in those eyes of Kurosaki's. Tasting the copper tang of Ichigo's blood would likely have made the Arrancar make a noise of his own, but he was taken aback by the... noise the other made.

"Yeah, and I'll fuckin' do it again," He'd look at Ichigo trying to discern if there was any true reaction other than the odd sound which he was certain was akin to a moan but he wasn't about to ask that. Hearing Ichigo tell him to do it again was surprising but he had no reason to say no. Especially since he was actually getting a reaction from the other man. "Tch, kinky fucker." As if he had any room to talk especially since he was leaning forward and burying his fangs in Ichigo's skin a second time.

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━━━━ ✘✘ There was something like a weight upon himself, something he couldn't seem to shake. It wasn't bad, but it wasn't good either, something in-between and so he was locked in thinking about whatever it was.

Grimmjow's presence did actually irritate Zangetsu, but the spirit was helping to keep Ichigo conscious and couldn't be bothered to appear; sometimes he was useful when not acting like an angry animal.

Ichigo heard him speak, but reaction was almost nothing, his shoulders sagging as he stared listless at the ground.

It wasn't until teeth broke flesh on his shoulder that Ichigo made a noise-- a groan, that may have taken Grimmjow by subtle surprise. His eyes fluttered and he blinked.

"Wha-? You bit me..." He didn't seem too bothered, seemingly enjoying the brief sting of pain. "Do it again." He mumbled.

Grimmjow notices Ichigo again, the Arrancar had his hands tucked into his pockets, blue eyes taking note of the other male's listlessness. "Oi, Kurosaki," He'd walk closer watching to see if the other even recognized him at all, of course that'd be hard to achieve since the shorter male was staring at the ground. "Tch." Alright then, seemed they were going to go about this the hard way.

He'd move closer before stepping to the side, and then squatting down, fingers might toy with the other male's hair a bit but that was doubtful, because he wanted attention. "Fine then, have it yer way." After he spoke the taller male would simply lean down and bite Ichigo's shoulder. "Ya in there or do I gotta bite ya again?"

Well, he'd not called the other a bitch this time, so that was progress, right?

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// kicks Ichigo for muse. I want to write things but he's being stoopid. My multi comes much easier 😭

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Here we have Grimmjow doing what seems to be his favorite pastime. Or as I've decided to call it 'Yeetchigo'. @opscurus

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// seeing people in the bleach blogs I used to write with a handful of years ago still writing with each other and writing what they want, when they want... yessss you guys give me great reading material and I feel like poking them with mentions would be wrong, so I'll just read the threads and squeal like the fanboy I am. I think they might even see this, who knows? 🤌🤌

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