“ Mi amor . . . ” Nuzzling his cheek against the other’s . His most intimate gesture .

biting his shoulder playfully .

big yawn & stretch that follows .

“I come home to the prettiest killer I know, this is the least I can do fer’ya.” Purring rather affectionately, nipping playfully at Kazuma’s earlobe.

" On the table . It's a pretty one too , yer gonna like it for yer collection . " Grimmjow murmurs , referring to the Hollow's mask . A bird pattern ; very interesting . Claiming Kazuma's lips again , a bit soft and sweeter this time . " I'll always share my victories with you , mi amor . "

Hands travel to Kazuma’s hips , taking their rightful place . Gripping tightly , the kiss is messy . A little tongue and a little teeth , he’s far too eager to share the fruits of his victory .

“ Not strong enough . ” A growl in response , although it’s mostly from Kazuma calling Grimmjow his . “ Kiss me . Wanna taste the blood of my enemies alongside you . “

A fanged smirk is prominent , tilting his head to the side ever so subtly at the nuzzling . “ Of course I would . I am the King . ” His pride is evident , arm tightly around Kazuma ; coming home to him is better than any trophy .

absolutely marred, covered in blood. hair’s matted and sticky. yet the first person he finds is @tamashihari.bsky.social , rubbing his bloodied cheek against the other’s . “ there ya are . "

Nuzzling his face against the other’s cheek, arms wrapping around him tightly. “Mi amor. . .”

『 バズビー 』 ℋ. ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ ̶𝒃̶𝒂̶𝒛̶𝒛̶𝒂̶𝒓̶𝒅̶ ̶𝒃̶𝒍̶𝒂̶𝒄̶𝒌̶ ̶ ✻ “ 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵.ᐣ ”

“ Lay with me for a while. Then come killin’. ” Licking the blood off of him affectionately, a gentle bite to his neck.

Comes up behind @tamashihari.bsky.social ; arms wrapping around his waist . The Pantera rubs his cheek against the other's affectionatlely ; before sinking his teeth into the flesh of Kazuma's shoulder . " Hiya . "

i’ll fuck you, I’m not homophobic.

I didn’t get that- Shut yer ass up. Quit bein’ a pain before I show you pain.

Griffith is such a pain in the ass. Do ya need to take it up the ass?

"Yer so needy and annoyin', shiiiiiiit." A hand runs through blue locks before he pecks the other's lips softly.

༻✦༺🐐༻✧༺🌙༻✦༺ 𝕿𝖗𝖊𝖘 𝕰𝖘𝖕𝖆𝖉𝖆 𝕳𝖆𝖘 𝕽𝖊𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖓𝖊𝖉 "𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝑊𝘩𝑜 𝑃𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑆𝘩𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑅𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝐴 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑇𝑜 𝐹𝑖𝑔𝘩𝑡" More Info Below #BleachRP | #MVRP ༻✦༺🐐༻💚 & ↻༺ 🐐 ༻✦༺

"You'd get hit with a Cero and not know what to do. Shut yer mouth." Rolling his eyes and shoving his hands back in his pockets.

"Yer so much prettier when ya don't talk." Grimmjow shakes his head again, flicking Griffith in the nose.

"I'm always right, ya fucker. Yer supposin' nothin'." A shake of his head, yet you can hear that faint purring the closer they get.

"Yer too pretty to be doing that. Wrinkles or whatever the fuck." Claws ghosting over his jawline, Grimmjow pressing his lips to the other's temple.

"Yer not allowed to pout like that." Grimmjow's claw affectionately traces that bottom lip.

"What makes ya say that? Nothing but a bunch'a lies."

“It has. Ya forgot about me, didn’t ya? Knew ya’d crawl back to the Pantera.” Toothy smirk.

A soft 'oof' falls from his lips as Kazuma is on top of him. "Aren't you hot? Take that stupid corset off." Hic. Then a cough. Okay now he's squeezing Kazuma's hand for moral support.

Blink. Blink Blink. "Why are you staring at me like that, Kazuma?" Reaching for his partner's hand - yet he misses his grip entirely. "Hold my hand." A whine.

Hot. Unbearably hot. He's only wearing pants and lying around on the cool concrete floor.

Kazuma's claws in his flesh hurt better than anything else he has ever experienced before. A pleased growl is emitted when his partner bares his neck to him in such a vulnerable way. Taking grip of the other's hips, his tongue comes to lick the porcelain clean. Giving his lover a knowing smirk (+)

"Griffith. Ya bastard." Grimmjow retorts, rolling his eyes.

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/ grimmy might be getting a new layout. hm.

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Feeling the claws sink deeper into his flesh only furthers this need inside of him, to consume Kazuma whole. Hearing his own sentiments reflected along with their lips meeting. . . it results in a throaty, possessive growl. Teeth attach themselves to Kazuma's lower lip, letting beads of crimson (+)

Fangs continue to marr the flesh, he knows Kazuma can take it. Nails in his side only results in a soft hiss, claws digging in even more. He can feel his animalistic nature taking over. Long gone are the thoughts of the bone needle. He speaks the thought that echoes in his mind. "Tú eres mío."

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"Never said I liked 'em soft, Kazuma." Grimmjow murmurs, allowing the other on top of him as he bites down on the other's neck again. Feeling the warm crimson spill onto his tongue - a whimper of delight.

Grimmjow’s not letting that crimson go to waste; taking the liberty of using his tongue to lick it up, the trail going up Kazuma’s neck. Maybe he liked having the other like this, especially the sentiments. “Mí flor. . .”

A low growl emits from his throat at the bite, Grimmjow’s fingers turning black and his claws becoming apparent. He sinks his teeth into Kazuma’s neck, fangs drawing blood. Pulling the other closer, claws digging in just a little.

That giggle, while usually terrifying to others, makes the Pantera smile warmly. Albeit small and short lasted, reserved for Kazuma's eyes only. "Yer pretty. Yer hair's pretty, yer eyes. . ." He doesn't know how to do compliments. "Most of all, yer fuckin' scary - I like that."

At this point, he's nearly forgotten the needle protruding from his skin. Purring into Kazuma's ear. . . until he leans forward and bites Kazuma on the shoulder. Not super rough, just enough to leave a perfect half moon in its' wake. "Feral kitty, if anything."

Grimmjow welcomes the gesture, but freezes at the sentiment. "You'd do that for me?" His voice is incredibly quiet and the tone he takes is borderline vulnerable. Only wanting to know why - for he is not worthy. "Para mí tú eres el sol."

Purring gets just a little louder, leaning into the touches. The sentiment makes his eyes open just a little bit, almost wanting to question if that was really for him. Yet he doesn’t, and rubs his cheek against Kazuma’s affectionately in response.

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