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Tales of a Broken Society	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 41133 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: It Starts

Fandom: Bleach

Pairing: Grimmjow/Shuuhei

Collection: Bits and Pieces

Word Count Limits: 300 to 1,200 words

Word count: 809

For: TriggerHappyB

AN: Please remember that due to National Novel Writing Month that starts on November 1st, I will only be posting TWICE a week. Once of Monday's with my main chapter stories and once on Friday's for things like this. Just so you remember. It will carry over into the New Years to so I can fulfill a few other things.
Enjoy the story.
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It had all started oh so innocently. They met after the war had finished and clean up required the fukutaicho’s and taicho’s to occasionally go to Hueco Mundo so that they could make sure that those Arrancar that had survived the Winter War weren’t starting another war. None of them wanted that, especially a year after the end of the damn thing.
Shuuhei’s division had been the current division who had gone in for their round of watching, camping out near the ruins of Los Noches for the next three days. The first night there, Shuuhei had gone out to check on a slight flare of energy and had found Grimmjow sitting on a boulder, watching them with what he thought were curious eyes. The teal colored Espada had looked at him and cocked an eyebrow before leering.
“So, what brings that Ninth ta my part of Hueco Mundo?” Grimmjow drawled, reaching up with one clawed finger and swiped at the side of his mouth. Shuuhei scowled heavily up at the other male and crossed his arms.
“We are to meet with Harribel-san to speak on what is going on here,” Shuuhei stated, Grimmjow just snickering and slid off of the boulder, strolling over to him. The young fukutaicho was feeling distinctly like the prey with the way the cat slinked towards him, taking an involuntary step backwards.
Grimmjow smirked and pounced, driving him back into the sand, settling between spread legs and holding him down with his weight as the fukutaicho struggled to get out of the hold. “The fuck are you doing, Grimmjow?” Shuuhei hissed, getting a low chuckle from the other male.
“I’m going to see if you taste as delicious as you look,” Grimmjow purred before licking a stripe up his neck, causing the pinned male to gasp and twitch in something more than disgust.
After that, it had been a haze of lust, kisses, hands everywhere, mouths finding places that drew out delightful sounds, and the slick, slow slide of a prick deep in his body. They both had left that bit of land with a new need burning bright in them, prompting them to find one another whenever possible. Shuuhei had played off the limping he was doing as a pulled muscles during some practicing on his own.

Shuuhei would volunteer as often as he could without raising suspicions, citing his need to keep the updates of the paper current and not second hand if possible, while Grimmjow, somehow, found a way to sneak into the Seireitei. It worked for them but Shuuhei had quickly found himself falling for the Espada, driving him to a bar.
Which had lead to Grimmjow fucking him hard and long into the night seeing as the cat had somehow gotten into his house and had smelt the woman that had tried to get him to go home with her on him. It had left little doubt in his mind that the Espada felt something for him beyond just fucking and had soothed his soul.
When the Seireitei had finally gotten to a point with the Espada that they were welcomed, Shuuhei hadn’t really been surprised to see Grimmjow lounging on his bed, hard, naked and watching him with predator eyes. “Do you have to break into my house?” he sighed, getting a leer.
“Always. Come on, gorgeous, you know me. I have ta make sure that we’re all alone after all. No one should be able to hear your pretty sounds,” Grimmjow purred, watching Shuuhei blush but still strip, heading for the bathroom. Watching the other carefully, he hummed as lean hips with hand shaped bruises on them appeared for his viewing pleasure, making him smirk and stand up to follow after the other.
He wanted to taste and feel and fuck that lovely little body again. Reaffirm his claim on Shuuhei in the most tangible way. And now that he was able to stay in the Seireitei, he could do it whenever he wished to do so. And Shuuhei didn’t deny him, instead pressing back into his body with a sigh of pleasure as the shower started to fall down on them, soaking them down and creating a haze around them.
“I’m guessing you’re feeling very smug at the fact that you were smart enough to pounce and fuck me back in the desert, weren’t you?” Shuuhei asked, feeling Grimmjow smirking against the bite mark that he had left behind the last time they had come together.
“Of course, I am,” Grimmjow purred and proceeded to show just how smug he was, leaving Shuuhei to send a butterfly with his excuses seeing as he was unable to get out of bed. Then again, having a purring Espada that called you mate was a good reason to stay in bed to.
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