[Grimmjow lifts Ichigo's legs into the bed, then crawls over him to collapse into it with a huff.]

Good, 'cause you can't leave yet.

[And that's when he shifts onto his side and scoots closer, until he can drape himself on top of Ichigo. He starts purring, a low rumble in his chest that could almost be mistaken for a growl, as he presses his face into Ichigo's shoulder. It's been a long time since he's felt this good.]