Ichigo and Grimmjow who nip at each other like playful cubs instead of giving normal human caresses and chaste kisses💕
Who play-fight and push each other around, bite each other’s limbs and neck and whatever-flesh-is-closest as foreplay.
Grimmjow who hisses when Ichigo’s too pushy, too touchy, too disrespectful, and purrs right after because that’s how he loves him. Pushy, and touchy and disrespectful. Greedy. Hollow.
Ichigo who fits more human touches here and there anyway, kissing his nape so softly, tracing his skin so gently, even after pulling, and bruising, and taking and taking and taking. Because nothing gets Grimmjow squirming like tender love.
Ichigo and Grimmjow who fuck like beasts in heat, who rip and claw and ruin sheets and clothes and furniture; their bodies mapped in possessive carvings right across Ichigo’s back and Grimmjow’s hips, both their necks bloody and raw. Only to nap like house cats right across the mess right after, Grimmjow taking the comforting licks across his salty-hot skin with vulnerability no one but the creature curled around him deserves.
Ichigo and Grimmjow who’re so intimately in love, it’s like human language is beyond them; their togetherness for no one’s eyes but for each others. Not meant for anyone to comprehend, only to respect the way you respect a territorial beast; only to be appreciated from afar.
Wrote a smutty thing this morning 👉🏼👈🏼 hope u enjoy💫
// frotting, feral behaviour , Ichigo and Grimm being horny and desperate✨
Ichigo kissing Grimmjow out of the blue, because he suddenly couldn’t contain himself, and the way that little shit-eating grin flashed his way just had his skin burning for it. Holds his jaw and jaw bone mask in his hands with urgency; melts when Grimmjow starts kissing back.
They’ve done this before, usually like this, when they’re tired and their defenses are low, delirious on joyful blood loss. Careless enough to put their teeth so close to one another.
And it’s perhaps all those little occasions, usually cut far too short — awkwardly or violently — that have build up to this moment. Grimmjow’s hands fight between pushing and pulling at his tattered shinigami kosode, and Ichigo’s crawl needily to his nape and shoulder to hold him tighter somehow. Their teeth clacking every so— not uncomfortably, but chills run down Grimmjow’s instincts nevertheless, possessive vibrations try to crawl their way up Ichigo’s throat.
They separate with a gasp— for barely a second — and Ichigo pulls back with full force; hungry hands reaching for his hip and ribs, like he could meld them into his own.
He swallows hungrily another gasp from Grimmjow, and the tail end of a warning growl. Ichigo’s reckless, always has been, when he throws all caution and cavalry out the window and pulls Grimmjow’s warm body up and closer by his ass. Grimmjow hisses into his mouth, are they fighting, even now? But his hands continue that indecisive, stuttered push and pull; if Ichigo didn’t know any better, he’d say he was kneading his shoulders like a cat.
He’s not fully aware of where the unnatural sounds come from in his own person, but something eerily wanting drawls out of him and into Grimmjow’s mouth. If he wasn’t such a slut for pain, the piercing flash of white from the arrancar’s claws would’ve had him limp in seconds; but he’s a freak, like that. His hands grab eager fistfuls of annoying cloth and pinch a bit of soft and muscled flesh underneath, curls his whole body into Grimmjow but never once thinks of leaving his lips, of stopping his teeth and tongue from fighting his. He ruts into the squeaky yowl he gets in return, thrusts to the rumbly, annoyed growl pouring into his tongue; fucks into Grimmjow’s clothed crotch and taint at the same time as he pulls on him like an animal. And he only commits further to the role by letting more of those hollow whines to spill between them. Almost yips and croons when Grimmjow’s hips stutter forward against his abdomen; uncontrolled little thrusts that only have the heat growing more desperate.
There’s only half-breaths and gasps and half growls within the minute space left between them, skin flush to skin even when clothes don’t allow it. Ichigo’s cock so confident it’s fucking into Grimmjow’s body even while it merely bullies him from inside it’s clothed prison. Sweat, and drool and cum sticking everything up enough to feel as though it’s the real thing; their movements never stopping even when pleasure blinds them enough to finally separate their hungry lips from one another just the slightest, and pulls loud howls from their ribcages.
Chasing the near pain of being too close when their bodies feel so raw and used and sensitive. Basking in the awkward, panted breaths as they lean their full weights on each other, whatever triggered the onslaught is still simmering under their skin, too much too fast— and somehow not enough. Instincts barely satisfied, but the brain races with a million doubts.
*Thinks about Ichigo, cold days have started, it’s his day off and he’s living his best fckn life— napping til late on a bed with a thousand covers and a bunch of super soft pillows*
*Thinks of Grimmjow coming in to be an annoying lil streetcat that yowls for attention, leaning in all close, all- ‘kurosaki- oi, kurosaki- wake up, kurosaki- fight me, kurosaki—‘ and Ichigo’s too comfortable to do more than crack open an annoyed eye and stare at the little brows set in determination, Grimm’s eyes like a cat with a string.*
*Thinks of Ichigo,,, finding that annoyingly adorable. Peeling off his covers (and trying not to shiver at the onslaught of chill air) and pulling Grimmjow in suddenly. Wrapping an arm and a leg around all the flailing wet-cat-like limbs, and doing his mightiest to purr with his hollow throat. Like Shinji taught him (even though he didn’t want to learn at all, at the time).*
*Thinks of Ichigo meeting Grimmjow’s wide eyes with lazily parted warm browns, and smiling in amusement, when the arrancar stops fighting it and his eyes start squinting like a cuddly cat’s. Only to eventually squeeze them shut and curl his head into the pillow and stretch all over, before he goes lax in Ichigo’s hold.*
*Thinks of the duet of purrs filling the room, of Grimmjow’s head so burrowed in the sheets barely his mop of blue hair can be seen, and Ichigo’s chin resting atop. Rubbing it and his jaw all over Grimm without truly understanding why, because it feels right.*
*Thinks of Yuzu and Karin barging in suddenly, talking about going out somewhere, only for them to stop suddenly when Karin sees Grimmjow and points and gestures to Yuzu who squints as hard as she can for the semi-transparent blob sleeping next to her brother to take some shape. Both smiling conspiringly at each other, and giggling to themselves as they trot back out and close the door behind them, making sure Isshin knows Ichigo’s otherwise ‘unavailable’.*
*Thinks of Ichigo waking an hour or two later, to Grimmjow’s arms wrapped around his ribs and his legs around his hips like a little monkey; flushed from the comfortable heat and hair fluffy and disheveled. Of Ichigo planting a kiss on his forehead before he can talk himself out of it and almost waking Grimm with how hard and fast his heart starts to beat.*
// mpreg , possessive behavior , arrancar instincts and feral shit in general bc hollow love , some suggestive and mildly spicy mentions , this lil ramble has no point btw just me rambling about these two for the sake of it 🥰
I just think the idea of such a feral and violent man slowing down (barely, but he does) for a human (not fully, but Grimmjow’s never forgetting that part of him is) and the tiny bump he caused… is just soso good.
And Ichigo knows this oh so welll 😩 he’s in awe everyday that, not only is Grimmjow still here but also here with him, of all people.
Round and full and claimed, his more animalistic side reminds him.
If we’re being honest, it’s Ichigo who’s claimed. So enamored with the most callous parts of the arrancar that he can’t keeps his hands to himself even when Grimmjow eats hollow flesh sloppily. Getting blood and guts all over himself like he would have when he was an adjuchas, eating again so much because he’s eating for two and his child is going to be as strong as he can manage to make them.
Details.
Ichigo’s deeper instincts are so happy they’d wag that big ol dragon tail of his for him, if they could. It translates to more and more need to touch, to hold, to protect. And he can tell Grimmjow’s annoyed by the constant coddling, but he hasn’t fled to Hueco Mundo to do this on his own like he very easily could, and he receives his touch with only mildly amused annoyance that usually ends with a purr or a deep, satisfied, rumble; and that’s more than he could ask for.💕
Regarding my last art post ( ͡° ل͜ ͡°) I have also written older!Ichigo with non-aging Grimm and I think if u liked that art u may like these too 🥺✨
Despite the summary and rating written here, I do advise u to always read my (and anyone's really) fic tags; pls be safe💕
(E) - Every Morning Spent with You (1,393 words, one-shot)
Ichigo’s grown older, Grimmjow’s stayed just the same, some things have changed some things haven’t. Some things have become a lazy, loving routine now that they live together. <3
It's just soft, lovey, lazy smut, that's it💕
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( T ) - Please, Wait (1,884 words, one-shot)
It's been a long time since last time Grimmjow saw Ichigo. A really long time.
A sort of bittersweet fic still one of my fave non-smut ones tbhh💕
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✨Honorable mention✨ it's not non-aging Grimm, but it iS a young!Grimm with an older!Ichigo so,,, 👀
(E) - Deep Sea Treasures (24,319 words, 8 chapters/Finished)
Ichigo is a fisherman, living in a dusty old town, with very little friends and almost no social life outside of weekly calls to his sisters- who've gone off to live better lives in the city. It's alright, he doesn't mind being alone, even if the whole universe seems dead set on pairing him up… even if it's to a pregnant seahorse and all the trouble that merfolk entail.
Truly the proudest I've been of a fic ngl, mind the tags on this one tho! It's terato and "biologically possible" mpreg ofc lol, there's also some past angst mentioned and some fight scenes later on<33 but yk it's a love story, in the end.
