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posted 12 hours ago @ 01:56 am

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“Ah ah ah~” Shiro sang, sitting up slightly so that he was less laying between Grimmjow’s legs and more kneeling. “Yer not gonna get outta that unless I let ya out.”

He pulled away from Grimmjow’s member and leaned over the bigger boy so that he could reach the nightstand. He grabbed three things; the cock ring for a little later, a random bottle of lube, and the curved dildo. It wasn’t terribly thick, not meant to stretch and fill, but the curve to it insured it would find and abuse the prostate quite well. A small button on the end made it vibrate for added stimulation.

Shiro flashed the bigger teen a wide, horribly fake innocent grin as he popped the cap on the tube and moved to sit back on his knees again.

Once he heard that cap click open, Grimmjow swallowed down a groan, watching Shiro and his horribly fake innocence. “Tha’ grin ain’t all that’ innocent, is it?”

“Tch, I try. That’s gotta count fer somethin’, right?” The grin only widened, regaining it’s lecherous quality as he watched some of the slick substance drip from the tube and onto his fingers. He didn’t give much warning before sinking his pointer finger deep into Grimmjow’s entrance.

He cried out at the feeling of cold lube and a single finger being thrusted into his entrance, blushing as he unconsciously clenched around the pale digit inside him. “Coulda warned me…” Grimmjow gasped, leaning forward to watch Shiro as best he could, hips rolling and wiggling under that hand.

Shiro snickered, the sound almost malevolent in it’s amused glee. “Coulda, but I didn’t.” He stuck his tongue out as he pulled his finger nearly all the way out before shallowly thrusting it back in and twisting it as he prepared the bigger boy.

Grimmjow grunted softly once he pulled it out and put it back in, gnawing on his lip at the feeling of the wiggling thing inside him, groaning softly and hanging his head, arms pulled back towards the head board as he leaned forward as far as he could. “Jus’ gonna tease me?”

“Gettin’ impatient, are ya?” But Shiro’s voice held a wicked edge. He pulled his finger from Grimmjow’s entrance, picking up the curved toy instead. He added a little lube to it, eyes locked with the blue ones of the teen laying before him the whole time. The toy was pretty close to the same girth as two of his fingers, so he figured it wouldn’t hurt too much, but it was a lot longer than his fingers and he grinned as he pushed the blunt end against Grimmjow’s half prepared entrance.

“No— Oh! Hello, why is that going in there, Shiro~?” He groaned, feeling the toy being pushed into him, panting as he hung his head again and fought to move his hands, wanting to kiss him. “Please, let me kiss you?” 

Shiro pushed the toy deep, until his hand met the crease of Grimmjow’s spread cheeks, where he paused so that Grimmjow could adjust to the new size and length. “Yer all tied up, Grimm, yer gonna have ta bed a lil more ‘an that if ya want somethin’ ya can’t take.” He teased, loving that Grimmjow’s hands were securely tied away from his person and so left the bigger boy with much less power to get what he wanted. Still grinning, he used his thumb to push the button and make the toy buzz to life.

Blue eyes went wide and then a loud moan escaped his lips, Grimmjow arching his back and crying out in pleasure, that toy vibrating now, Shiro never telling him it did so! “Je-Jesus! O-ooh….” His head hung and lower body moved, trying to find some sort of friction for his erection. Hair fell into his eyes and shadowed them from view, Grimmjow whimpering and squirming against the ties. “Please! Please,  let me kiss you, Shiro!”

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“Ah ah ah~” Shiro sang, sitting up slightly so that he was less laying between Grimmjow’s legs and more kneeling. “Yer not gonna get outta that unless I let ya out.”

He pulled away from Grimmjow’s member and leaned over the bigger boy so that he could reach the nightstand. He grabbed three things; the cock ring for a little later, a random bottle of lube, and the curved dildo. It wasn’t terribly thick, not meant to stretch and fill, but the curve to it insured it would find and abuse the prostate quite well. A small button on the end made it vibrate for added stimulation.

Shiro flashed the bigger teen a wide, horribly fake innocent grin as he popped the cap on the tube and moved to sit back on his knees again.

Once he heard that cap click open, Grimmjow swallowed down a groan, watching Shiro and his horribly fake innocence. “Tha’ grin ain’t all that’ innocent, is it?”

“Tch, I try. That’s gotta count fer somethin’, right?” The grin only widened, regaining it’s lecherous quality as he watched some of the slick substance drip from the tube and onto his fingers. He didn’t give much warning before sinking his pointer finger deep into Grimmjow’s entrance.

He cried out at the feeling of cold lube and a single finger being thrusted into his entrance, blushing as he unconsciously clenched around the pale digit inside him. “Coulda warned me…” Grimmjow gasped, leaning forward to watch Shiro as best he could, hips rolling and wiggling under that hand.

Shiro snickered, the sound almost malevolent in it’s amused glee. “Coulda, but I didn’t.” He stuck his tongue out as he pulled his finger nearly all the way out before shallowly thrusting it back in and twisting it as he prepared the bigger boy.

Grimmjow grunted softly once he pulled it out and put it back in, gnawing on his lip at the feeling of the wiggling thing inside him, groaning softly and hanging his head, arms pulled back towards the head board as he leaned forward as far as he could. “Jus’ gonna tease me?”

“Gettin’ impatient, are ya?” But Shiro’s voice held a wicked edge. He pulled his finger from Grimmjow’s entrance, picking up the curved toy instead. He added a little lube to it, eyes locked with the blue ones of the teen laying before him the whole time. The toy was pretty close to the same girth as two of his fingers, so he figured it wouldn’t hurt too much, but it was a lot longer than his fingers and he grinned as he pushed the blunt end against Grimmjow’s half prepared entrance.

“No— Oh! Hello, why is that going in there, Shiro~?” He groaned, feeling the toy being pushed into him, panting as he hung his head again and fought to move his hands, wanting to kiss him. “Please, let me kiss you?” 

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Grimmjow jabbed his twin in his side rather hard with a fork, only bending the teeth. “Come sing with me! I know what we can sing!”

Grimmjow frowned heavily at the other, flicking him rather hard in the forehead. “No, I ain’t fuckin’ singin’ ‘gain.”

“Plllllleeeeeeaaaasssseeee? I’ll get you more booze!” He pleaded, trying to tug his twin up to the stage to sing with him. “I got a song in mind, I just need you to follow my lead, please?” He begged. “I’ll but you a whole salmon!”

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The pale man was surprised when he woke up the next morning, as he wasn’t disturbed in the middle of the night by his usually nightmare He  pushed himself into a sitting position and clicked his alarm off, ruffling his messy bed head..

Grimmjow was up and about already, jogging to school and slowly breathing in the brisk air, taking his time and hoping Shiro was all right during the night. What ever plagued the other worried him….

Shiro got dressed quickly, fixing his hair and slinging his bag over his shoulder. He never took long to get to school, and that was a blessing today since he had woken up a little later. He locked his door and started walking briskly in the direction of his school, ignoring taunts from neighboring teens and settling for flipping them off as he walked.

Grimmjow was already there, sitting on the steps and waiting for Shiro, tapping his foot out of boredom. What was he going to do until the other arrived?

The rest of the walk went smoothly, as it seemed the usually obstacles weren’t in his way this time. He actually felt nice, knowing he’d meet Grimmjow on the school steps and probably get to talk with his before class.

Blue eyes scanned the entire growing crowd of kids outside meeting friends, worried. Where was Shiro? Was he on time or running late? Should he look for him…?

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Shiro chuckled at that, his tongue coasting over the seam his pale lips at the thought of how lovely Grimmjow’s golden skin would look marred with pretty blues and purples. His favorite colors. Taking Grimmjow’s words as a challenge, he didn’t bother responding as he shifted to bring his lips to the bigger boy’s chest, where he nipped and licked as he dragged his blunt nails down Grimmjow’s abdomen. He slowly worked his way lower, scooting off Grimmjow to kneel between his legs as he worked his tongue and teeth over every delicious muscle of Grimmjow’s toned torso, making sure to leave marks in his wake.

His stomach clenched at the feeling, Grimmjow gasping and tugging on the rope, feeling it grow tighter with his pulls. “F-fuck! A-ahh!”  It hurt so well. “O-oh!”

The pale teen grinned against Grimmjow’s stomach, biting against the lower edge of the other’s belly button. He chuckled at how responsive Grimmjow was, and he hadn’t really even done anything yet. They were just getting started.

He flattened his palms against the bigger boy’s inner thighs, fingers outstretched. Slowly working his hands upward, he teased at the base of Grimmjow’s member, but didn’t actually touch it as he continued his assault on the bigger teen’s abdomen.

Grimmjow squirmed and moved in place, stomach clenching and unclenching every time Shiro licked, sucked, or nipped him, pleasure rolling down his spine in waves as he felt his length being teased. “Shi-Shiro! Te-tease!” His hips arched up, and then lowered again, soft sounds leaving him as those touches continued.

Shiro snickered and finally wrapped his fingers around the base of Grimmjow’s cock, teasingly squeezing before running his hand up it’s length to the head and back down. He pushed his free hand against Grimmjow’s hips, holding them against the bed as he worked his hand up and down. His gaze traveled up, took in the expression on the bigger teen’s features before coasting off to the side as he debated which toy to grab. The cock ring was sounding awfully fun at the moment, but he figured he’d save that for when he was actually inside the male tied to his bed.

A strangled sound left his lips as Shiro did that, a whimper and groan coming out soon after, he tugging his arms again and growling at the tightened rope, arms going limp after that. Damn it…. Shiro knew how to tie a knot….

“Ah ah ah~” Shiro sang, sitting up slightly so that he was less laying between Grimmjow’s legs and more kneeling. “Yer not gonna get outta that unless I let ya out.”

He pulled away from Grimmjow’s member and leaned over the bigger boy so that he could reach the nightstand. He grabbed three things; the cock ring for a little later, a random bottle of lube, and the curved dildo. It wasn’t terribly thick, not meant to stretch and fill, but the curve to it insured it would find and abuse the prostate quite well. A small button on the end made it vibrate for added stimulation.

Shiro flashed the bigger teen a wide, horribly fake innocent grin as he popped the cap on the tube and moved to sit back on his knees again.

Once he heard that cap click open, Grimmjow swallowed down a groan, watching Shiro and his horribly fake innocence. “Tha’ grin ain’t all that’ innocent, is it?”

“Tch, I try. That’s gotta count fer somethin’, right?” The grin only widened, regaining it’s lecherous quality as he watched some of the slick substance drip from the tube and onto his fingers. He didn’t give much warning before sinking his pointer finger deep into Grimmjow’s entrance.

He cried out at the feeling of cold lube and a single finger being thrusted into his entrance, blushing as he unconsciously clenched around the pale digit inside him. “Coulda warned me…” Grimmjow gasped, leaning forward to watch Shiro as best he could, hips rolling and wiggling under that hand.

Shiro snickered, the sound almost malevolent in it’s amused glee. “Coulda, but I didn’t.” He stuck his tongue out as he pulled his finger nearly all the way out before shallowly thrusting it back in and twisting it as he prepared the bigger boy.

Grimmjow grunted softly once he pulled it out and put it back in, gnawing on his lip at the feeling of the wiggling thing inside him, groaning softly and hanging his head, arms pulled back towards the head board as he leaned forward as far as he could. “Jus’ gonna tease me?”

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_{song
acoustic version}

   

   _{Singing before the watchful gaze of dozens of eyes, some glazed over from the sway of one too many drinks served in plentiful amounts, isn’t exactly Ichigo’s ideal way to spend his night away from home in the presence of strangers and friends alike. While he isn’t one to toot his own horn in most cases too often, nervousness over his ability and skill level regarding the melodious vocalizing isn’t the cause of his hesitance— rather, it’s the echoes of what the action would cause. Formerly, he kept singing on a tight leash and audience of one, that singular attendee being himself. He’d never quite been a fan of letting others in on his unknown talent, and he isn’t now, but lo and behold he’s climbing somewhat dirtied onyx stairs towards the flat expanse of an open (and most importantly empty) stage, honey star burst themed acoustic guitar clutched tightly in the grasp of a single hand by its worn, henna strap.} 

   _{Quick strides drew the young male forwards towards an awaiting stool placed for the focus of attention’s convenience, sitting himself down upon it as soon as he was able to. His tongue darted forward, wetting already moistened lips as he glanced around at bored faces. A thick swallow pushed through his throat, Adam’s apple bobbing in a manner more apparent than needed. Well, here goes nothing.}

   _{Might as well go ahead. Fingers positioned themselves upon golden strings carefully, ivory pick clutched tight before it began to strum ever so delicately, slim fingers ghosting further above with almost angelic grace before he leaned forward and began to sing, hovering centimeters from the microphone.}

   _{Looks like these lucky people get two talents in one place.}

_{Take me down to the river bend
   Take me down to the fighting end
      Wash the poison from off my skin
         Show me how to be whole again}

_{Fly me up on a silver wing
   Past the black where the sirens sing
      Warm me up in a nova’s glow
         And drop me down to the dream below}

_{‘Cause I’m only a crack in this castle of glass
   Hardly anything there for you to see
      For you to see}

_{Bring me home in a blinding dream,
   Through the secrets that I have seen
      Wash the sorrow from off my skin
         And show me how to be whole again}

_{‘Cause I’m only a crack in this castle of glass
   Hardly anything there for you to see
      For you to see}

_{‘Cause I’m only a crack in this castle of glass
   Hardly anything else I need to be}

_{‘Cause I’m only a crack in this castle of glass
   Hardly anything there for you to see
      For you to see
         For you to see}

   _{Once finished, burnt sienna hues dropped themselves to the stage below as his head quickly followed, atomic bang shading an almost displeased face and obscuring its view before slim legs reached down from wooden rails, Converse placed onto the ground before Ichigo slipped from the stool and quickly made his way towards where he had previously came, disappearing into the room’s fringes into the darkness.}

Grimmjow quickly found him and tugged him into a hug, beaming. “Ichigo, that was amazing! You did better than I did!”

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Shiro chuckled at that, his tongue coasting over the seam his pale lips at the thought of how lovely Grimmjow’s golden skin would look marred with pretty blues and purples. His favorite colors. Taking Grimmjow’s words as a challenge, he didn’t bother responding as he shifted to bring his lips to the bigger boy’s chest, where he nipped and licked as he dragged his blunt nails down Grimmjow’s abdomen. He slowly worked his way lower, scooting off Grimmjow to kneel between his legs as he worked his tongue and teeth over every delicious muscle of Grimmjow’s toned torso, making sure to leave marks in his wake.

His stomach clenched at the feeling, Grimmjow gasping and tugging on the rope, feeling it grow tighter with his pulls. “F-fuck! A-ahh!”  It hurt so well. “O-oh!”

The pale teen grinned against Grimmjow’s stomach, biting against the lower edge of the other’s belly button. He chuckled at how responsive Grimmjow was, and he hadn’t really even done anything yet. They were just getting started.

He flattened his palms against the bigger boy’s inner thighs, fingers outstretched. Slowly working his hands upward, he teased at the base of Grimmjow’s member, but didn’t actually touch it as he continued his assault on the bigger teen’s abdomen.

Grimmjow squirmed and moved in place, stomach clenching and unclenching every time Shiro licked, sucked, or nipped him, pleasure rolling down his spine in waves as he felt his length being teased. “Shi-Shiro! Te-tease!” His hips arched up, and then lowered again, soft sounds leaving him as those touches continued.

Shiro snickered and finally wrapped his fingers around the base of Grimmjow’s cock, teasingly squeezing before running his hand up it’s length to the head and back down. He pushed his free hand against Grimmjow’s hips, holding them against the bed as he worked his hand up and down. His gaze traveled up, took in the expression on the bigger teen’s features before coasting off to the side as he debated which toy to grab. The cock ring was sounding awfully fun at the moment, but he figured he’d save that for when he was actually inside the male tied to his bed.

A strangled sound left his lips as Shiro did that, a whimper and groan coming out soon after, he tugging his arms again and growling at the tightened rope, arms going limp after that. Damn it…. Shiro knew how to tie a knot….

“Ah ah ah~” Shiro sang, sitting up slightly so that he was less laying between Grimmjow’s legs and more kneeling. “Yer not gonna get outta that unless I let ya out.”

He pulled away from Grimmjow’s member and leaned over the bigger boy so that he could reach the nightstand. He grabbed three things; the cock ring for a little later, a random bottle of lube, and the curved dildo. It wasn’t terribly thick, not meant to stretch and fill, but the curve to it insured it would find and abuse the prostate quite well. A small button on the end made it vibrate for added stimulation.

Shiro flashed the bigger teen a wide, horribly fake innocent grin as he popped the cap on the tube and moved to sit back on his knees again.

Once he heard that cap click open, Grimmjow swallowed down a groan, watching Shiro and his horribly fake innocence. “Tha’ grin ain’t all that’ innocent, is it?”

“Tch, I try. That’s gotta count fer somethin’, right?” The grin only widened, regaining it’s lecherous quality as he watched some of the slick substance drip from the tube and onto his fingers. He didn’t give much warning before sinking his pointer finger deep into Grimmjow’s entrance.

He cried out at the feeling of cold lube and a single finger being thrusted into his entrance, blushing as he unconsciously clenched around the pale digit inside him. “Coulda warned me…” Grimmjow gasped, leaning forward to watch Shiro as best he could, hips rolling and wiggling under that hand.

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