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Real King Christmas Special

Christmas Eve

Ichigo was fairly positive the Den had never held so many people. Between his family, pack and friends the large room actually felt rather crowded. Some of it might have been because they had set up several table in the main den so they could eat in here instead of the Dinning Room. There was a table set up full of eggnog, coffee, tea, and punch. Another full of appetizers, most of which were gone now, and various Christmas treats.

Over the week Ichigo had noticed more presents appearing under the tree too. Most came from his family, but a few were from friends for the cubs as well. He hadn�t gone through the pile yet, but he had to admit it was very difficult not to.

He couldn�t believe the number of people that had come, his list hadn�t seemed that long when he had made it. Yuzu and Tesra had been busy in the kitchen since first thing in the morning with a bit of help from Tatsuki (Orihime had volunteered to help as well but the others had intervened right away and suggested she watch the cubs instead) and, of all people, Unohana. Ichigo was surprised she had come. He had invited her because he felt it was only common courtesy to since she had saved Szayel and Hijastro�s lives when they had returned to the living realm. He honestly hadn�t been expecting her to come but he was definitely pleased to see she had and that she seemed to be enjoying herself in the kitchen.

Jushiro, Rukia and Renji had also attended. There were other Shinigami he wished he could have invited, but he felt too many more would have upset his pack and these four they were at least familiar and comfortable with. He had invite Byakuya as well, but only because he knew it would make the noble twitch. He wasn�t surprised he had received a barely polite declination with a very, very, reluctant thank you for the gift he had sent back with Rukia two days ago. The fact Byakuya had acknowledged the gift told him that the Noble had been pleased with it, but would sooner die than admit to such.

Along with his four Shinigami friends were Kisuke and Yourichi, followed by his human friends. Tatsuki, Orihime, Ishida and Chad were all here of course. Sadly, the only one of those four that even really had family was Tatsuki, but her family had made concessions for her to be here. He�d spent time and exchanged small gifts with Keigo and Mizuiro yesterday, as well as the rest of his human high school friends. Again, he didn�t want anyone too unknown to his pack in the den during such an a high string situation. That led him to his pack.

Yylfordt, Szayel, Tesra and Grimmjow all seemed to be handling the large load of people well, as well as the inane Christmas music playing over the surround sound system Szayel and Kisuke had set up earlier in the day.

Between his family, his pack and his friends there were twenty one people here, all spread about and just talking and having fun. Karin and the cubs were in the middle of a game of tag with Orihime and Rukia. Szayel and Kisuke were talking about something that would probably give the rest of them a headache. Yoruichi, Yylfordt, Renji and Grimmjow were talking about something that had lecherous grins on their faces. Knowing Yoruichi, that conversation was probably not appropriate for little cubs ears. Isshin was all over the place, taking pictures. Chad was just starting to bring out the platters of food for dinner with help from Ishida, indicating supper was almost ready. Jushiro was sitting alone on the couch at the moment with a small plate of almost finished appetizers in his lap and a smile on his face as he took in the festivities.

Ichigo probably should have helped to bring out dinner, but he joined Jushiro instead, happily watching the game of tag taking place on the jungle gym.

�You have a wonderful family, Ichigo,� Jushiro noted.

�Rukia told me you have a large family yourself.�

�I do.�

�Shouldn�t you be home with them on Christmas Eve?� he questioned.

�We don�t celebrate it, but after witnessing these festivities I may bring it up with my mother when I get back. I think my siblings would enjoy doing something like this.�

�The holiday is spreading and becoming more Westernized. In all honestly, it�s usually not that big of an affair for most people here in Japan. I like the idea behind it though and it made for a good excuse to have everyone over for a party and to spoil the cubs,� Ichigo admitted.

�Interesting. What did you get Byakuya anyway? Rukia doesn�t know as he didn�t share it with her, but she nearly had a heart attack when he, apparently, let his lips twitch ever so slightly upwards,� Jushiro questioned curiously.

�A book,� Ichigo answered vaguely.

�A book?� Jushiro rose an eyebrow.

�Yep,� Ichigo confirmed, �just a book.�

Jushiro looked at him intently, but giving up trying to get anymore information out of him. He wasn�t one to pry into other people business and if Ichigo wasn�t going to tell him, than that�s just the way it was going to be.

�Supper�s ready,� Yuzu announced, her voice carrying easily throughout the large room despite all the noise. Timid and shy his sister may be most of the time, but she knew how to project her voice when the situation called for.

There was a rush towards the large table as everyone made their way towards it. While Hollow�s didn�t need human food to survive, they could still consume and enjoy it, as proven by his mate�s obsession with coffee. His pack had eaten their regular fare this morning from the meat they had stored in the storage locker for times when Grimmjow and Yylfordt didn�t have time to hunt or had a streak of bad luck. This meal, for them, was purely for pleasure.

Ichigo, being both host and Pack Alpha, took the head of the table while Unohana, being the most dominate and respected out of the guests, took the other end. Silence fell as everyone found a seat and looked at him.

�Thank you, Unohana-san, Tatsuki, Yuzu and Tesra for making this wonderful dinner for us this evening.�

The four smiled and thanked him for his thanks. Yuzu even blushed a little and Tesra looked like he was ready to.

�With that said, let me dedicate this meal to friends and family, be they by blood or by pack,� he declared, and left it at that. He wasn�t one for long speeches and most of his guest didn�t have the patience for them anyhow.

�Friends and family,� most of them called back, some cheered, others just smiled.

With that, everyone dove in. The cubs, still not eating solids, accepted the bottles Szayel had pumped earlier so he could eat dinner cub free. Ternero had a little stand to hold his since he didn�t have fingers to hold the bottle while Cachorro and Hijastro sat up and nursed theirs.

Ichigo had to hand it to the cooks, this was amazing. With the voracious appetites of several of his friends and pack mates, there was almost nothing left over by the end. Everyone helped to clear the table before Yuzu chased them all, except Tesra, out of the kitchen so they could deal with the dinner dishes. The industrial dishwasher Kisuke had installed made clean up easy as it was more a matter of loading the dishes load by load instead of scrubbing pots and washing by hand. The tradition Christmas dessert was planned for an hour after dinner so people would have time to digest.

Ichigo had tried to convince Yuzu to make something else, because he just knew the lewd jokes were going to fly when the large traditional cake was brought out. Yuzu had shot down all of his attempts to get her to make something else so, with a sigh, he spent the next hour mentally preparing himself for dessert.

The cubs started a game of keep away. Yoruichi even joined in, slipping into the spare den the girls were going to sleep in and coming back out in her cat form. Karin, Tatsuki and Rukia quickly joined in. Ichigo watched for a little while before also joining in on the game, tackling his sister and mercilessly tickling her to give Hijastro the chance to escape with the ribbon that was the prize. It was Grimmjow who came to Karin�s rescue, his Mate tackling him to let Karin escape, although Ichigo was positive Grimmjow�s rescue of Karin had less to do with actually helping Karin and more to do with copping a feel. Renji and even Yylfordt joined in, as did Chad. Ishida and Szayel watched them play from the safety of the couch with identical looks of disbelief as the adults were pulled into the growing game, which had switched from Keep Away to Capture the Ribbon with both sides tackling the other to let their Ribbon carrier score the point.

The cubs and Yoruichi became the ribbon carries while the adults wrestled and simply enjoyed themselves. Isshin stood by the sidelines acting as a ref and taking pictures while Jushiro and Unohana watched while sipping spiced, warm eggnog. Ichigo called a halt to the game before it could become too competitive and old tempers might have a chance to flare. He knew Renji and Yylfordt had a history and Grimmjow was known to get rather competitive too. Several of the adult had indulged in spiced Eggnog and coffee and he didn�t want there to be any accidental pride bruising going on. His call to halt the game was assisted by the cubs starting to wear themselves out, and the even score of four to four made sure there were no losers or winners for rivalries to attempt to spring up. It was also time for dessert.

Everyone gathered at the table once more and Yuzu brought out the large, home made, traditional cake. The jeering started almost immediately and Ichigo had to remind several of his guest, not to mention his leering mate, that there were young ears about. Being pack Alpha, he cut the strawberry cake into pieces and handed them out, doing his best to ignore how Grimmjow in particular set about eating his piece, or rather, the strawberry that was on it. He was definitely going to make his Mate pay once everyone was in bed.

This time the cubs did feed from Szayel, who led them into Ichigo�s den to feed them for the sake of those uncomfortable with watching the odd sight. The cubs fell asleep shortly after and Szayel left them there in the Alpha pair�s den. Karin and Yuzu, not even teens themselves, were getting exhausted and joined the cubs in Ichigo�s den to sleep after dessert was eaten and cleaned up.

A few others excused themselves as well, although Ichigo was positive that when Yylfordt pulled Tesra away it wasn�t because they planned to go to sleep. He didn�t think those two would stay a couple for much longer, but after the excitement and alcohol he wasn�t surprised Yylfordt�s blood was pumping and Tesra was still his Beta.

Kisuke and Yoruichi headed out soon after, although not before Yoruichi slipped him something with a wink, as did Unohana, Rukia, Renji and Jushiro. They all had jobs to return to and Christmas wasn�t a stat holiday, or even a recognized one, in Soul Society. Maybe later down the road, as more souls passed on and brought the tradition with them, it would probably become more widely spread and be acknowledged as a holiday, but for now his four Shinigami friends were lucky they had managed to get the time off to come, especially Renji. Byakuya didn�t have to give his fuku-taichou the day off.

With the cubs and his sisters in his bed, Isshin helped him put the last few presents under the tree and in the stockings hanging on the wall nearby before retreating to one of the spare rooms. Szayel hesitated only briefly before joining the cubs at Ichigo�s assurance it was fine. His sister�s had their PJ�s on and were curled up in a different part of the nest from the cubs. It was no different than going on a field trip where students and teachers slept in a gym together.

�Well then, now that the cubs and pack are nestled down, I believe you promised me a Christmas Eve adventure,� Grimmjow purred into his ear.

�Did I?� Ichigo questioned curiously.

The purr turned into a growl and Ichigo chuckled before pulling his Mate in for a deep kiss.

�You may be right. Come on.�

�Can I play with my pet too?� H�tsu spoke up in a whinny voice. �I promise to be good,� he added.

�No,� Ichigo answered firmly and sharply, indicating he would hear nothing more on the matter. He could actually feel H�tsu pouting, but his Hollow left it at that and didn�t push the issue. H�tsu still recalled the beat down the Alpha Pair had given him the last time he�d displeased them.

Ichigo didn�t lead Grimmjow back to their den, not with the cubs, his sisters and Szayel sleeping in there. Instead, Ichigo led him around the large tree to a small space between presents that the cubs had created to nap over the last few days. A little shifting and there was enough room for the two of them if they were friendly. They were definitely very friendly. Ichigo pulled Grimmjow down and pinned him to the floor before straddling him.

�Have you been a good boy?� Ichigo questioned with a purr.

�What the fuck you think?� Grimmjow smirked up at him.

�Only good boys get presents on Christmas Day.�

�What do bad boys get?�

�Punished,� Ichigo whispered into his Mate�s ear, enjoying the shiver the trapped former Espada gave off.

�Good thing it ain�t Christmas yet,� Grimmjow pointed out, already sounding out of breath.

�Hmm,� Ichigo agreed.

Ichigo let his hands roam over Grimmjow�s chest before pushing the jacket up over his shoulders. Grimmjow shifted a bit to permit Ichigo to fully remove the clothing before tossing it aside. Ichigo let his eyes roam over the bared flesh and over the hole that punctured Grimmjow�s body. It had often fascinated him that he could see right through it, but his mind quickly ignored the feature for the far more alluring one of toned abs.

He let his hands wander over the flesh bared for his pleasure before his fingers tangled into the belt holding on Grimmjow�s hakama. Grimmjow was not idle either, his own hands working at the buttons holding Ichigo�s shirt closed. When the last one was finally snapped under frustration, he pulled the shirt down. Ichigo tossed his shirt aside once the belt he was working on was untied.

They worked quickly to dispose of the rest of the clothing preventing their skin from rubbing delightfully together.

�No blood tonight, wouldn�t want to stain the presents,� Ichigo ordered in a husky whisper.

Grimmjow growled a bit at the command, but had to agree that Ichigo was right. Ichigo shifted down his body and any annoyance Grimmjow felt at the command was washed away as his Alpha�s lips and tongue began to kiss and gently nip it�s way down his chest, along his hip bones, and pause above the nest of blue curls. He found himself panting in pleasure and his hands curled themselves in Ichigo�s hair. Gold tinted eyes met blue and he found himself suddenly holding his breath as Ichigo smirked at him, before opening his mouth and wrapping his lips around Grimmjow�s aching arousal.

No doubt H�tsu was throwing one hell of a fit, but if it bother Ichigo he didn�t show it. Not that Grimmjow would have noticed anyhow. The teen was fucking talented with his lips and tongues and Grimmjow found himself thrashing beneath Ichigo as the warm, wet, heat suctioned and assaulted his aching shaft. He could never, ever get over the fact that Ichigo, his Alpha, offered him such pleasure. It was just not something Alpha�s did. Of course, Ichigo was hardly a typical anything, let alone a typical Alpha and Grimmjow sure as hell was not going to complain about being so royally treated.

Moans and pants filled the little space they had made amongst the presents under the tree, accompanied by the sucking noises Ichigo made as his lips and mouth continued to ravish him.

�Damn it�. Kurosaki,� he panted.

Ichigo smirked and gave a long, hard suck that had Grimmjow fighting desperately to break free, the flesh in his mouth quivering violently and was a sure sign that Grimmjow was a hairsbreadth away from losing his load. Ichigo finally pulled off, letting go with a lewd plopping noise and sat up, a wide smirk of satisfaction as he looked at his unravelled Mate. Grimmjow was panting heavily, his body glistening in multiple colours as the lights from the tree reflected off of his sweat soaked body. His shaft bobbed with each pant, the base lost in the nest of sweat and saliva soaked blue curls. In a word, Grimmjow was beautiful.

Ichigo moved up a bit to once more straddle Grimmjow�s hips, letting his own erection brush against his Mate�s. Grimmjow shivered at the stimulation and his hands dug into Ichigo�s hips in an effort to both ground himself and prevent Ichigo from further torment least he lose his load.

Ichigo leaned down and caught his panting partners lips with his own before thrusting his tongue into Grimmjow�s mouth and began to explore it. It didn�t take long for Grimmjow to retaliate, weakly at first but more firmly as his senses came back to him. They played their favourite tongue war game for a while before Grimmjow began to thrust his hips up at Ichigo, causing their arousals to rub pleasantly against each other. It was a ploy Ichigo had used many times in the past to distract his Mate and win. Grimmjow was trying the tactic out himself.

Smirking against Grimmjow�s lips, Ichigo snaked a hand down between them and wrapped it around both of their leaking arousals. The saliva he�d left behind had mostly dried now, but the sweat and a decent amount of pre cum made sure he had lots of liquid to slick up their shafts with as he stroked them together. Grimmjow shivered beneath him and, with a whimper, completely lost the tongue war. A growl followed the whimper, but it didn�t last long as Ichigo swiped a calloused thumb over Grimmjow�s slit and earned a gasp out of his Mate.

He released their erections, but continued to grind them together as he sought out his discarded pant�s pockets and pulled out the small jar of special lube Yoruichi had slipped him on her way out the door. She had assured him that they would not be disappointed. Ichigo felt his fingers tingle pleasantly as he dipped them into the cream before searching out Grimmjow�s entrance.

Almost an entire year of sexual activity had acclimated his Mate�s entrance to intrusions and it was with ease the first of Ichigo�s fingers slipped in. Grimmjow hissed and bucked as the cream coating Ichigo�s finger set to work.

�What the hell are you using?� Grimmjow demanded in a growl.

�A gift from Yoruichi,� Ichigo answered honestly, slipping a second finger inside.

�Fuck!� Grimmjow cursed, his back arching as he tried to escape Ichigo�s fingers. �Now I�. shit�. know why� god damn it� she was�� Grimmjow never finished as Ichigo inserted the third finger and wormed their way towards the little pleasure spot deep inside the Arrancar�s body.

�Why she what?� Ichigo purred into Grimmjow�s ear.

Grimmjow never answered, he was too busy squirming and panting as the cream sent all of his nerves on fire. Ichigo was nearly bucked off when he started to assault Grimmjow�s prostate with firm strokes of a finger. Grimmjow was panting so heavily now and sweat was all but pouring from his body that Ichigo was almost getting concerned that his Mate was going to pass out from oxygen deprivation.

He removed his fingers and dipped them back in the jar for more cream before he started to slick up his own shaft, giving Grimmjow a chance to get his breathing under control.

�Holy shit!� he cursed as his own shaft was suddenly alit with tingling pleasure as the cream set to work on it. He nearly lost his load right there before even entering his Beta, and that simply wouldn�t do.

Shivering himself, and feeling sweat begin to pour down his own body as he fought for control, he settled himself between Grimmjow�s legs before lifting those legs up to rest on his shoulders. Grimmjow was looking up at him with blue eyes so glazed and lost in pleasure that Ichigo wondered if the Arrancar could even see him anymore.

Tight heat wrapped around his over stimulated shaft as he thrust into his partner. Grimmjow�s body arched up and the former Espada let out a loud cry of pleasure and would have probably cum had Ichigo not wrapped his non contaminated fingers firmly around the base of Grimmjow�s violently twitching arousal. He had to grit his own teeth to keep from reaching release just on the entrance.

He took several deep breaths to regain something resembling control before he started thrusting, setting a steady and firm pace that brushed his shaft caressingly along Grimmjow�s prostate. Each thrust, be it forwards or backwards, brought a tremor to the body trapped beneath his own. Grimmjow�s eyes were completely senseless, a true sign that he was so lost in pleasure that he�d taken leave of his senses. Ichigo was barely holding on himself and had managed to prevent himself from cumming out of sheer, stubborn, Kurosaki willpower.

He wasn�t able to keep up the languid pace for long. The pleasure was just too damn much. Within a minute he�d giving up and started to desperately pound into the body pinned beneath his own. He released the legs he held on his shoulders and dug his nails into Grimmjow�s hips as he rutted with his Mate like a wild animal.

Grimmjow�s hands found his shoulders and also dug in deep, despite their earlier agreement of no blood. The former Espada�s hips rushed up to meet his downwards strokes and the room was quickly filled with the sound of flesh wetly meeting flesh accompanied by the desperate cries of pleasure. Ichigo could feel himself loosing his mind and his teeth clamped down on Grimmjow�s throat in an effort to ground himself. Blood fell into his mouth, sending a wave of pleasure across his tongue as his Beta�s life essence danced over his taste buds.

He hadn�t thought he could increase the pace they had set, but he proved himself wrong. He could feel release so damn close, but he just couldn�t crest over that wave. He could hear Grimmjow mewling and whimpering beneath him as the Arrancar raked his claws down Ichigo�s back to grab his rear to assist with setting the pace faster and harder.

Ichigo finally felt the body beneath him convulse and jets of warm, sticky, white liquid splashed against his chest. He didn�t stop, but kept the insane pace going, his own release just right there and yet so far away. Two minutes later another set of convulsions wracked his Beta�s body and another gush of fluid erupted between them. He could feel Grimmjow�s muscles tighten around him and his teeth unconsciously bit even deeper into the flesh of Grimmjow�s neck as he tried to ground himself, bringing a fresh taste of blood to his lips.

This time he finally fell over the peak himself, his body convulsing as he finally filled his Mate�s passage with wave after wave of reiatsu infused liquid. It wouldn�t be long before they would no longer be able to have sex like this for fear of impregnating his Beta again, but for now he felt a deep satisfaction of the rush of cum that exited Grimmjow�s body when he finally pulled away.

Grimmjow lay panting beneath him, completely boneless and his stomach positively glistening in the juices of his own double releases. The white liquid was doing an even better job of reflecting the lights from the tree than his sweat did, lighting his skin up in a multitude of glistening colours. Those blue eyes were still completely lost to lust and Ichigo frowned when he saw how deep the bite was to the side of his Mate�s next. They had agreed to no blood and yet it was running down his back and a good amount was pooling out of that bite.

He should have been worried about getting them, and their little spot, cleaned up. He should have been thinking up various ways to kill, or possibly thank as he wasn�t quite sure yet if he was more pissed or pleased with the cream, Yoruichi for given him that shit to use and Kisuke for being the one who, undoubtly, invented it. Instead, all he could do was sit back on his hunches, panting for breath himself and admire the delectable image his mate made laying there beneath the Christmas Tree, thoroughly sexed up.

You have no idea how long I just stared at my screen when I read that Strawberry cake was the tradition Japanese desert for Christmas. Oh the things one could do with such a thing�� While it�s apparently usually brought home by the father after work, we all know Yuzu would make it and Isshin would honestly not have the time.

Anyhow, here was the promised Sex under the Christmas tree. Thank you everyone that took the time to review the last chapter and tell me what you thought of this one. Also, don�t hesitate to point out any errors you may have spotted. My Beta is ridiculously busy with the first 150pages of the second part of POV as well as writing an interlude with Nel and Renji that takes place between the two part, let�s not even mention Christmas, so I never sent her this stuff to look over. On other notes, the next chapter of TRK is pretty much done and just needs some editing so there shouldn�t be too much of a delay on it, expect to, hopefully, see it sometime next week.

The problem with writing about traditions in another country is that you never know how much of the information is right or up to date, not to mention different regions celebrate things differently. Hopefully, anyone who may live in Japan or know how things go over there, aren�t throwing their hands up in exasperation with this reflection of what I believe Christmas would be like if Ichigo was behind the party. Like he noted to Jushiro, it was as much an excuse to throw a party and invite all of his friends over and spoil the cubs than it was to necessarily, celebrate the holiday. Not to mention for the author to write shameless smut : )
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