Lying in the middle in the arms of Grimmjow and Ichigo, you couldn’t even breathe. Grimmjow huffs as the orangehead tries to move you to his side, wrapping his legs and arms around you. Ichigo snores, holding you tightly as Grimmjow purrs into your neck like a kitten. And both tried to hug you closer, but it looks like a fight of two kids.

"Hmm.. Let go.. Let go of my {{user}}"