Okay. . .This is my first two-shot in the Seme!Grimm collection. I've also never written this pairing and never thought I would XD this is the second part, so the Yaoi is in this chap people :O

Hope chu all enjoy 8D

Summary:Au: Grimmjow hated Ichigo's friend. The annoying blond was always there and telling Ichigo that they weren't good together and that it will never work. Grimmjow finally got tired of it and shut the blond up the only way he knew how; it changed Shinji's perspective so it worked for him. TWO-SHOT.

Warnings: (Not in this one, but the next) Swearing, violence, fingering, anal, Yaoi, male x male, dub-con and smut I guess. Errr. Possible OOCness? I haven't a clue on this one XD

Pairing: Grimmjow x Shinji

Works for me p2

"Aren' ya goin' ta come in?" I questioned in boredom, my tone cold and unrelenting. Shinji narrowed his eyes further, taking a tentative step forward before escalating passed me.

The fucker purposefully shoved me as he walked by, the dick!

"So why does Ichigo have to torture me this much, ay? Leaving me here with a dumbass fucktard like you?" Shinji mumbled sullenly, his teeth grinding together.

I smirked. I didn't really want him here either but I wasn't going to take what he was saying to me lightly. This was my house, and I can easily throw the skinny git out!

"Better watch wha' yer sayin' der, stick!" I glared, scoffing in annoyance when he simply clicked his tongue.

"What a childish nickname," Shinji strolled into MY living room and took a seat on MY couch and put his feet up on MY coffee table.

This guy was seriously trying to piss me off!

He seemed to not care for my silent fuming though as he grabbed MY remote, switched MY T.V on and leaned back into MY couch. I watched angrily as the bastard grabbed some fruit from MY fruit bowl and sunk his teeth into the juicy treat.

It was obvious to me that he was making loud crunching noises on purpose just to piss me off further. He didn't fail.

"Would ya eat tha' properly?" I coldly suggested with a shrug. I didn't want to seem like he was actually annoying me, even though he seriously was.

He smirked around his mouthful, taking the fruit from his mouth before opening his mouth as wide as it would go. I watched, my eyes widening slightly as he shoved the whole apple in there before chomping down.

Shinji swallowed the apple whole, opening his mouth afterward to show me it was all gone. "There, now you don't have to worry." Shinji muttered with distaste.

Sighing through my nose, I took the seat on the other side of the couch. I didn't want to be anywhere near this guy, but I wasn't going to not sit down in my own fucking house on my own fucking couch.

Besides. . .It sucks to be him since I've fucked Ichigo in lots of different positions on this couch. Are most recent one was the bicycle, which he was embarrassed to say he loved.

It was nice for me to, grabbing those creamy legs as I pounded into that sweet, tight ass. GOD! It was fucking magical.

Man! I need Ichigo right now, but he's out with his good for nothing friends.

"I wasn' worried, you annoyin' 'lil shit!" I growled lowly.

Shinji rolled his nut-brown hues and leaned back further into MY couch. He crossed his arms over his chest, letting out a sigh of boredom.

Che. . .It wasn't up to me to entertain the little fuck, so if he was bored he can go find something to fucking do away from MY house.

Annoyance gripped me in waves as he stuck his finger in his ear, pulled it out then wiped it on MY couch! That's so fucking disgusting!

That's worse than the time when I was fucking Ichigo doggy style and he removed the cock ring and exploded all over my sapphire blue cushions!

He apologized profusely afterwards because they were very expensive and he sort of ruined them. It was a great night of hot steamy, skin to skin sex though, so I was fine with it.

And Ichigo had allowed me to use food during sex the next day, so everybody wins. I licked my lips as the image of Ichigo with whip scream slathered all over his creamy skin and the devilish words being whispered by his tempting lips, "Come lick it off of me, Grimm." I shuddered.

That. Had, Been. Amazing!

I didn't realize I had been drooling until the annoying blond snapped his fingers in front of my face and offered me a tissue. I scowled, wiping the drool off with the back of my hand.

There was no need for a stupid tissue.

He rolled his eyes, getting up and cocking a hip to the side, his eyes narrowed as he glared down at me with suppressed hate.

"I don't get it!" He suddenly exclaimed, throwing his hands up in the air, seemingly in exasperation. I wasn't too sure as I was too busy cocking an eyebrow.

"Wha'?" I mumbled uncaringly.

"YOU!" Silence followed as he began to pace around MY living room. I simply stared at him, a smirk forming onto my handsome ace. It was obvious to me now that he was talking about the usual subject: why Ichigo chose me.

"You're an ass!" He continued before I could open my mouth to say anything. "All you do is fuck him in each and every direction, or out in public! You don't sit down and cuddle with him, ask him what his day was like or generally: act like a fucking lover!" Shinji's breathing was heavy now as he clutched his chest and glanced away from me.

I was now extremely pissed because none of that was true. For one: Ichigo has only ever let me fuck him in public once, two: I always ask Ichigo how his day was after he asks me about mine, three: I cuddle with him, but it's not really a cuddle since he rests his head against my lap and I stroke his hair.

So, really, we did do all of that sappy shit!

Haahhh. . .What have you done to me Ichigo?

It's not really that bad though. Ichigo's so cute when his eyes fall closed and the crease in his forehead vanishes. And he's adorable when he pouts and whines over something. It's all worth it to me.

"Has Ichi tol' ya all tha'?" I questioned, my aura radiating annoyance.

The annoying blond stopped in his tracks, finger raised in the air and his mouth forming words, but none came. I smirked, standing to my full height of 6'3 and backing Shinji into the nearest wall, my eyes flashing with malicious intent.

"Listen, you son 'f a fuckin' bitch 'coz 'm o'ly goin' ta say this once," his eyes widened at my icy cold tone, but he managed to keep up a front and not back away. "Yeah, me an' Ichi fuck a lot 'coz 's fun an' we enjoy 't. E's o'ly ever le' me fuck 'im in public once, an' 'e wa' ta embarrassed ta le' me do 't again. Bu' 'm fine with tha'. We do sor' 'f cuddle, bu' 's more like 'im in ma lap, so don' jus' go assumin' things 'fore ya know da actual truth!"

"That's a lie!" Shinji bellowed, his tone sinking into mistrust. "You don't seem like the type to cuddle and listen to your partner for once. I bet you just tell Ichigo what to do!"

I face-palmed. I know it's sort of hard to believe for a guy like me to actually settle down with someone and actually listen to a few of their demands from time to time.

Ichigo actually handles the money, makes sure I don't buy something that might affect my budget and actually manages my finances. So he does have quite a bit of control over my house, even though he owns none of it.

But, I was never good at all of that legal crap and my lover just so happens to be a fucking amazing lawyer.

I'm not going to let the blond know all of that much though, because then he'll start asking questions.

"I don' jus' order Ichi 'round!" I finally replied, shoving him backwards.

He stumbled, falling backwards and colliding with the floor. I didn't bother helping him up and instead just walked passed him. Opting to prop my elbow against the wall and watch with amusement flashing in my cyan irises as he got back up to his feet.

He brushed himself off, glaring at me the whole time.

I scoffed. Shinji shouldn't have fucking provoked me and then I wouldn't have done that shit. Besides, it's not like I actually hurt the stick figure.

"So violent, Jaegerjaquez!" He hissed my name making me groan in annoyance. At least it wasn't my first name. That would have just annoyed me even more to the point of smashing his face against the wall.

"I bet that's how you treat, Ich-" Before he could finish his nonsense of a sentence, I was at his throat, breathing heavily on his face through my nose and glaring bloody murder at the motherfucker.

How dare this son of a fucking bitch accuse me of actually beating on Ichigo! I loved Ichigo, so why the hell would this asshole accuse me of such a disgusting thing as domestic abuse?

"Yer treadin' 'n thin fuckin' ice, HIRAKO!" I spat, emphasizing my point with a harsh shove. His back smashed against the wall and he sucked in a breath to hold back the whimper of pain.

I smirked sadistically. Ichigo never said I couldn't beat the ever loving shit out of this fucktard. Though. . .He may have mentioned it at some point when I wasn't listening.

I shrugged, pulling back my fist and slamming it into the fuckers jaw.

Shinji retaliated with a swift kick to my balls which had me reeling backwards and cussing up a violent storm.

A frustrated yell was heard, followed by a kick and my jaw was struck harshly. Damn! That stick could fucking kick for such a fucking pencil!

What was it with lithe men having such lethal fucking legs?

"Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?" Shinji continued to question as he tugged at his hair. He was most likely still trying to figure out why Ichigo chose me.

I swear the annoying brat was jealous.

"Maybe 'coz I know 'ow ta satisfy 'im?" I provided unhelpfully, a smirk tugging at my lips. His eyes widened before they narrowed and he stomped up to me, puffing out his chest to seem bigger than he was.

"Che. . .Show me then, Jaegerjaquez! How do you satisfy him?" Shinji mumbled sarcastically. It was as if he thought I wouldn't be able to.

I narrowed my eyes.

Should I show this cunt just how good I am at satisfying my berry? What would I get out of it though, and would it affect me and Ichi? I tapped my chin in thought. I really would like this blond to stop bugging me, but if it were to ruin my relationship with Ichigo then I couldn't possibly do it.

I'd just have to make sure Ichigo never found out. If he does somehow find out about it though, then I'll just have to persuade him to forgive me.

But can I really go through with something like this? Sure, it may change the annoying blonde's perspective and get him to stop questioning mine and Ichigo's relationship. However, it will also plant the seeds of mistrust in Shinji and Ichigo's friendship, because Shinji isn't exactly good at biting his tongue under pressure, plus they tell each other EVERYTHING!

That annoying little shit probably knows how big I am.

Sighing, I leaned against the wall, completely ignoring the pain throbbing in my jaw. It's the only way I can think of, and the only way I know how that will change his fucking views so I have to do it. I may absolutely hate it, but I'll have to.

"Well?" He drawled with sarcasm leaking into his tone, arms crossed over his chest and a blond eyebrow arched.

"I'll show ya jus' 'ow I satisfy 'im!" I stated, putting up a front of confidence. Inside I hated myself for what I was about to do, but it was the only way.

Damn! You make me feel emotions, you orange-headed termite!

"What do you mean?" I didn't allow him to lean back as I pushed him down to the floor and settled on top of him. I wasn't going to nip and suckle at his neck like I would with Ichigo. He didn't deserve my mark and it wouldn't feel right!

Instead, I tore off his shirt and quickly got to work on his tight skinny jeans, hurriedly removing them from his person as he squirmed in my hold.

"St-stop! What the fuc- fuck are you doing?" He stuttered bitterly, trying to cover himself up.

I took in a deep breath. I was not going to show him just how unsure of myself I was at this point. "'m goin' ta show ya 'ow I satisfy MAH Ichi!" I growled lowly, no lust to my voice.

I felt none for this man. To me, this would just be like one of those quickies that I used to have before I met my stunning orange-head.

A painful throb in my heart made me wince, halting my actions. I ignored the feeling of ten thousand army knifes prodding at my heart with every motion I made, and focused on removing Shinji's white boxer briefs.

He was naked now.

Disgusting.

Where was the sun-kissed skin stretched over a 5'9 lithe figure, or the narrow hips that my hands always found purchase on whenever I drove deep into his tight orifice?

"Stop! Do-don't!" Shinji pleaded, but I ignored him in favour of envisioning my beautiful Ichigo as I inserted a dry finger into the tight heat.

I sighed. He wasn't even as tight as Ichigo.

"Mmmhgh!" Shinji muffled, biting his bottom lip to stop the cry of pain/pleasure. I watched as his ass sucked my finger in deeper, the digit roaming around inside his hole until it brushed against Shinji's G spot I knew to be his prostate.

I ignored the cry of pleasure that didn't send the slightest bit of blood rushing to my groin. I used my free hand to jerk myself into hardness because his noises and movements weren't turning me on in the slightest like Ichigo's would.

"Ahh!"

He moaned as I added a second finger, then a third and curled them around inside his person. He muffled another cry, biting down enough to draw blood.

I circled my fingers, spreading them wider before pulling them out. I sighed in boredom as I lined the head of my dick up to his entrance and thrust in all the way to the hilt.

It felt nothing like Ichigo. His tight walls didn't clench every time I thrust in and out. I even attempted to imagine his pants were my Ichigo's. But none of that was happening.

My face was passive for once as I shifted inside the blond, slamming against his prostate which caused him to slam his hands into the floor and arch his back.

Not nearly as exciting when Ichigo does that. . .

"Nnnghh ahhH! Fuck that's soo good!" He babbled, but I didn't care. It didn't sound seductive and pleasurable like it did when Ichigo was screaming for me.

I sighed again, picking up the pace in hopes of getting this over with sooner. I could tell by now that the blond was absolutely loving this.

I wasn't. I felt disgusting, vile, horrid, and worst of all, I felt wrong! Like I should be murdered mercilessly in every fucking way possible, apart from rape.

I felt as if my heart was being split in two with every cry of pleasure from the blond and every buck of my strong hips, effectively burying my further in the writhing blond.

The most sickening of all though, was the image of Ichigo's horrified, hurt and full of hate look. I was imagining what Ichigo would look like if he found out. I'm sure he would be angry and possibly never want to talk to me again.

I didn't even think I would be able to keep this from him, because the guilt was already escalating rapidly and I hadn't even finished the ghastly deed.

How was I supposed to explain myself if he ever found out?

"'m disgustin'!" I whispered quietly, pounding brutally into the blond who cried out in pleasure, gripping the carpet beneath his fingertips in a vice like grip.

"Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck!" Shinji continued to curse as I stabbed his prostate repeatedly, his body spasming with every harsh buck of my powerful hips.

He spread his legs wider for me, grabbing the back of his knees and pushing his knees all the way up to his chest to give me more access. DISGUSTING!

I am vile!

I am ghastly!

I am putrid!

I am undeserving of my orange-haired lover!

I am a nobody!

I do not exist!

I am DISGUSTING AND DESERVE TO FUCKING DIE!

I growled in anger, pistoning a few more times into the pliant body, the blond spraying all over his stomach.

No noise left my sealed lips as I pulled out, jerked a couple of times and came over the blonds stomach. I was not going to allow him my seed. No. Fucking. Way!

His breathing was heavy, but mine was even. Coming down from his sex induced high, Shinji blinked stupidly up at me, new found respect shining in his eyes.

"Go take a shower then ge' out'a ma 'ouse!" I hissed and he nodded weakly before complying.

I moved to the down stairs shower while he went to the one upstairs to clean himself off. Maybe after a nice warm shower, I'll be able to wash some of the disgust I felt off of my person.

I hope you enjoyed it D: I know there isn't anyone out there that actually likes this pairing, myself included because it just doesn't work.

I didn't really enjoy writing it because I could feel how Grimmjow was feeling at the time, and it just made me want to glomp him and whisper reassurances like that Ichigo will forgive him eventually.

A few of you requested Ichigo finding out. If you guys want that then I am willing to write a sequel that will be GrimmIchi this time.

Just tell me if you want that, and I'll keep it in mine :D

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