The Real King Christmas Special | By : NovaAlexandria Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male > Grimmjow/Ichigo Views: 3508 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Real King Christmas Special
Christmas Morning
Grimmjow woke up slowly, feeling completely content and warm as his Alpha was curled up around him. It had taken two hours to recover from whatever the hell had been in that lube. Even after such a long recovery period they’d barely had the energy to clean up the mess and retreat into the room that had originally been intended for Ichigo’s sisters to sleep in before they had bedded down with the cubs instead.
While he had no problem joining the rest of the pack in their den, Ichigo had forbidden it on account of the possibility of more entertainment. He hadn’t argued against that. They had, unfortunately, been too spent after the long day and super mind blowing sex to do anything more than curl up together and pass out.
Grimmjow shifted a bit and stretched, his vertebra popping back in place and his muscles burning slightly as they were stretched out. The den was still quiet and a glance at Ichigo’s watch indicated in was about six in the morning. They had about an hour before the others would start to stir. That should be more than enough time for another romp before the cubs woke up.
Grimmjow nudged Ichigo, watching in satisfaction as the teen shifted onto his back in his slumber. It wasn’t often he got to see his Alpha so vulnerable. Ichigo may have been uncertain of things in the beginning, but it hadn’t taken the teen long to rise up and fulfill his role.
This Christmas thing was still a little strange to Grimmjow, but he had to admit even he was getting into the idea of it. The cubs were going bonkers in delight and Ichigo’s human family and friends were more than willing to spread the cheer. It was rather infectious. So infectious that even Grimmjow found himself wondering if he should find something for Ichigo and Cachorro. He really didn’t like the idea of going to a mall and even if he did it wasn’t like he had the means to buy anything and he knew that Ichigo would get his tail in a knot if he just took something. Besides, hollows were really not that big on personal possessions. It wasn’t like most of them had houses to display things in.
Still, he wanted to do something for Ichigo. His Alpha had treated him to something real special last night. True, Ichigo had given him oral pleasure in the past, but each time always left him in shock. Such a role was suppose to be solely reserved for the Beta to perform for the Alpha, and yet Ichigo would reward him with such a treasure when he had done something to please him. Ichigo had every right to demand such pleasure from him, and yet the only time the teen had ever brought it up was when he had been dangerously low on reiatsu during his pregnancy and feeding from his Alpha was really the only option.
Grimmjow let his gaze devoured Ichigo’s body. His eyes traced every scar, paying extra attention to the ones that he had inflicted upon Ichigo during their many battles. His eyes landed on the small, deflated shaft nestled in orange tinted curls. It was amazing how something so small when it wasn’t being used could inflate to be so large. This Christmas thing was suppose to be an exchange of love, and he did want to give Ichigo something special. Well, he could think of one thing he could give his Alpha. Something he would never, ever give another.
Glancing over to make sure the door was closed, it wouldn’t do for anyone to even have a chance at seeing what he was about to do, he shifted down the bed. He sat on his hunches over Ichigo’s legs, once more gazing at his Alpha’s body before taking a deep breath and getting his mind set into the role he was about to play.
“Kurosaki better appreciate this, or I’ll fuck him up seven way to hell.”
Licking his lips, he settled down more comfortably between Ichigo’s legs and began to nip and kiss at his thighs. Ichigo let out a little moan in his sleep and shifted his legs further apart. The little bit of length he had quickly stared in inflate, growing quickly and beginning to twitch a little as Grimmjow continued to lay little nipping kissed against the tan skin beneath him.
Grimmjow kept his gaze lining up Ichigo’s body, enjoying each flicker of emotion that crossed the slumbering teen’s face. The best one though, was when Ichigo suddenly jerked up onto his elbows, his eyes snapping wide in surprise as Grimmjow ceased his teasing kisses and nips and simply swallowed the shaft bobbing between his Alpha’s legs.
Ichigo stared at him in surprise and Grimmjow gave the length in his mouth a strong suck, nearly choking as the flesh finished inflating to the teens full, impressive length in his mouth, touching the back of his throat.
“Grimmjow?” Ichigo gasped in surprise.
He pulled back and released Ichigo’s length with a small ‘popping’ sound so he could speak. “Please, Master, let me please you?” he whispered sultrily.
Ichigo looked at him in shock and concern at his completely unexpected behaviour, before dawning seemed to light in the teen’s eyes. Ichigo smiled at him and give him a look of such love Grimmjow felt his chest tighten.
Ichigo cupped the side of his face and he nuzzled into the warm hand.
“You may proceed in pleasuring me,” Ichigo authorized, before laying back down and watching him.
Grimmjow returned his attention to the shaft bobbing in front of his face. He slowly let his lips envelope the tip until only the head was in his mouth. He lavished the flesh in his mouth with his tongue, pressing it against the small slit at the very tip. Ichigo let out a pleased groan and tangled his hands in Grimmjow’s hair, blunt nails scrapping nicely against his scalp.
“Yes, just like that,” Ichigo purred, getting into the role.
Grimmjow took more of the impressive length into his mouth, sucking away and working his tongue over the pulsing shaft. Ichigo continued to make pleased noises and offer the odd compliment as Grimmjow worked the teen, repaying every favour Ichigo had shown to him and making up a few of his own.
“Enough,” Ichigo finally ordered, pulling his head away.
Grimmjow suctioned on as hard as he could with his lips as Ichigo pulled him off. He was rewarded with a loud moan of pleasure from his Alpha.
“Did that please you Master?” he questioned seductively, licking his lips at the end.
“Yes, you have pleased me,” Ichigo smiled down at him.
“Damn, thought for sure that would leave him breathless,” he mentally cursed.
Ichigo was breathing harder, but he was hardly winded. Ichigo was smiling down at him in a very predatory like way, and that definitely got his own arousal hardening. The teen pulled something out from under the blankets and Grimmjow recognized the jar of lube from last night.
“Prepare yourself,” Ichigo ordered, handing him the jar.
Grimmjow took the jar while Ichigo moved onto his side and shifted so he could watch.
“As it pleases you,” he murmured, accepting the jar.
He shifted onto his back and spread his legs, making sure that Ichigo had the perfect view of his sex. He opened the jar and dipped his fingers in before slowly running his hand down his chest and pass his hips. He let his index finger twirl around his thigh, working slowly towards his entrance. He looked at Ichigo through his bangs, noticing that his Alpha was watching that finger as if entranced. Ichigo even held his breath when that index finger finally reached his entrance. He worked the finger in slowly, watching pleased as Ichigo’s breath quickened.
He prepared himself slowly, making little moans and whimpers of pleasure as he worked that finger in, stretching himself leisurely. Ichigo’s breath hitched again when Grimmjow added a second finger and started to scissor them. He could feel his skin ignite in pleasure where the lube worked it’s way into his flesh. He was going to have to beg Yoruichi for more of this shit because it was amazing.
Ichigo was starting to pant softly now while he watched the show. Perfect, he was really getting to his Alpha now. Ichigo even had a hand wrapped around his own length and was gently stroking himself while he watched the show Grimmjow was putting on.
He started to lightly thrust his hips up to meet his fingers and let out several more moans and little whimpers. He could see the precum starting to leak from Ichigo’s length and the fire of desire in Ichigo’s eyes sent a shiver down his spine.
Desiring more stimulation, he dipped his other hand into the jar and wrapped it around his own length, hissing in pleasure as the lube went to work.
“No, put your hand back by your side,” Ichigo ordered.
Grimmjow’s whimper wasn’t for show this time and he almost told Ichigo to fuck off, but his Alpha’s voice was obviously strained and he reluctantly obeyed. This was for Ichigo after all and lust in his Alpha’s eyes was a very strong indicator that Ichigo was enjoying the show very, very much, enough that, for the first time ever, the teen might actually cum before he did. Hell, the way Ichigo was staring at him with such unbridled lust and appreciation the teen might actually cum without Grimmjow even needing to touch him. Would that be a feat! Just looking at Ichigo so undone made acting like a good, obedient, little beta worth the bruising to his pride.
Still, now that the cream had enveloped his shaft it was positively throbbing for attention. He thrust his hips into the air, desperate for any form of friction on his now aching shaft. Perhaps the lube had been a bad idea. At the angle his hand was, he couldn’t get his fingers to reach his prostate either. More whimpers escaped his throat and, unable to keep his hand by his side any longer under the self inflicted torment, he used it to stimulate his nipples instead. It was a mistake as the contaminated fingers spread more of that tormentive cream over his nipples, causing them to harden quickly.
“I should have thought this part through before using this accursed stuff,” he cursed.
Ichigo was still watching him intently with lust covered eyes, the teen’s hand stroking his own shaft in an easy manner. Sweet was quickly covering his body and he had no doubt they would need a shower before anyone thought of opening presents.
“Enough,” Ichigo suddenly ordered.
He forced himself to stop and it took a large amount of effort to remove his fingers from his entrance. For almost a full minute he lay there panting, his legs spread and his body on display. His hands curled into fists by his side as he struggled to keep them still. His hips still gave little thrust into the air, desperate for any form of stimulation.
“Master, please,” he whimpered.
“Please what?” Ichigo questioned, his voice husky with desire.
“I need… stimulation,”
Ichigo had better be enjoying this, because he was never doing this shit again. It had seemed like a good idea at the time and everything had been going well until that damn cream had come into play.
Ichigo moved onto his hands and knees and slowly stalked over him, making certain that no part of their bodies touched so he was denied even the lightest of touches. The look of pure hunger and dominance in Ichigo’s eyes froze him in place. His Alpha’s eyes blazed a deep golden and he felt like his very core was being devoured by that gaze.
Okay, so maybe he would do this again next Christmas. The look Ichigo was giving him sent a shiver through his body. He had never seen the teen looking so utterly lustful.
“Would you like me to touch you pet?” Ichigo questioned, his voice gravely.
Grimmjow felt his mouth go dry and was barely able to answer.
“Yes, Master.”
Ichigo leaned his head down and captured his lips, making certain that the only part of them touching was their lips. Grimmjow could feel the heat radiating from Ichigo’s body as if it was a physical thing, stimulation his own body without actually touching him. He didn’t fight back this time and let Ichigo devour him. Ichigo pulled back after a moment, leaving them once again unconnected.
“Would you like me to touch you more?”
“Yes. Please Master,” he whimpered.
Ichigo once more captured his lips with his own. This time though Ichigo moved one hand to trail along his side with feather light touches. He leaned into the touch and let out a whimper of need. Ichigo’s lips smirked against his own and that hand trailed over his chest and across both of his over stimulated nipples. He gasped at the sensation and arched his back. Ichigo suddenly pulled away from him, leaving him once more stimulation free.
“I did not say you could move,” Ichigo admonished.
“Sorry Master,” he whimpered.
Ichigo returned to where he had left off, one hand trailing over his Beta’s body while his mouth returned to Grimmjow’s lips. This time they didn’t stay there for long before Ichigo began to kiss and nip his way across Grimmjow’s cheek and down the side of his neck to his throat. He let out a mewl of pleasure as Ichigo’s teeth dug into the junction at his neck, right over the scabs and scars from the last mauling. Finally, Ichigo lowered more of his body so that more of their skin was in contact and that wandering hand traveled south.
Grimmjow could feel his shaft quivering in desire and it damn near jumped off of his body when Ichigo began to run his fingers through the blue curls that surrounded it while still avoiding touching it.
He let out a little whine of need and his entire body positively quivered with the effort of keeping it still. He could feel Ichigo’s lips smirk against the juncture of his throat and those fingers finally moved down to give his shaft one, blessed caress. He almost lost his load right there.
Ichigo’s hands were suddenly on his hips and he found himself flipped over onto his stomach before he even realized that the teen had moved, let alone register the fact he was suddenly laying on his chest.
“You are mine, and I dominate you now to prove it,” Ichigo growled in his ear.
Ichigo’s hands grasped his hips and pulled his rear into the air shortly before his Alpha plunged in, nailing his prostate in one hit. He cried out in pleasure and arched his back. Ichigo’s teeth latched onto his throat shortly before setting a desperate, wild pace. He came barely a dozen thrust in but Ichigo kept going, rutting against him like a savage animal. It didn’t take long for the stimulation to his prostate and the effect of that cursed lube to make him hard again.
He didn’t know how long Ichigo kept up the dominating pace, only that it both seemed like an eternity and yet ended too soon. Ichigo spared one hand to wrap around his length and pumped him quickly to a second release. He roared as he came and his entire body went into convulsions. Ichigo rode that orgasm out before finally having his.
They remained tangled like that for a moment before Ichigo slowly untangled their bodies and Grimmjow lay panting on his side, desperately trying to get air into his body.
“That, was amazing,” Ichigo spoke first, bringing their bodies back together and kissing him hungrily on the lips. “Thank you. I loved the gift but, to be honest, as sexy as a submissive you can be, I think I prefer the wild cat I mated more,” Ichigo purred.
“Good, because I ain’t ever acting like that again. That was a hell of a lot harder than I thought it was going to be,” he grudgingly admitted.
“I appreciate that you did it,” Ichigo kissed him again. “As much as I would love to just lay here and ravage you all day, we should probably get cleaned up because the cubs will probably be awake any minute,” Ichigo sighed unhappily.
“The nursemaid can care for them,” Grimmjow growled, rubbing their bodies enticingly together.
“You know they will just come running in here anyway. Besides, there is no reason we can’t continue this in the shower,” Ichigo whispered seductively in his ear.
“Mmm, I can agree to that,” Grimmjow purred back.
Said shower took them half an hour, but only 5 minutes of it was actually spent washing their bodies, the other 25 was spent pinning his mate to the wall and ravishing him like a starved man facing a full coarse meal. The cubs were just emerging from the den with their aunts and Szayel when they returned to the main room, fortunately having the foresight to bring their clothes with them to the bathroom so they already dressed.
“Merry Christmas!” Yuzu greeted them happily.
“Merry Christmas,” Ichigo returned, enveloping his children and sisters in a big group hug. “Who wants to go wake up goat face?”
Cachorro and Hijastro ran off to wake up Isshin, followed by Yuzu. Tesra, Yylfordt and Ternero emerged from their den as the cubs and Yuzu disappeared into the one Isshin was sleeping in. A second later, a loud cry of shock floated out from the only den still occupied, followed by the delighted laughing squeals of the cubs. A moment after that his father came out of the den dressed in red clothing with a red Santa hat on his head and a fake white beard. He had a grandchild balanced on either hip and Yuzu following with a wide grin on her face.
“Merry Christmas everyone!” Isshin exclaimed happily. “Are we all ready to open present with Grandpa Santa?” he questioned excitably, and probably would have added some bizarre body motions to go with it if not for the fact he was holding the cubs.
“Of course!” Yuzu cried happily.
The cubs let out loud squeals of excitement and tried to squirm out of Isshin’s hold so they could get to the tree and its selection of brightly coloured boxes. Even Karin had a small smile of excitement. His sisters were still children themselves after all, and sometimes he forgot that. Karin, in particular, had matured greatly after their mother’s death and Yuzu pretty much ran the household.
“If you start acting stupid like you do every year I’ll punt you into next week,” Ichigo warned.
“You wouldn’t hit Grandpa Clause, would you?!” Isshin gasped.
“I might not, but he will,” he pointed to his annoyed mate.
Isshin pouted, but he did drop some of the ridicules attitude. Everyone gathered around the tree. Grimmjow took Cachorro while Ichigo took Hijastro. Ternero was curled up in Tesra’s lap, looking just as excited as the his own cubs.
“All right, remember the Christmas rules. No one opens a present until everyone has one,” Isshin lectured.
“Just hand them out already,” Karin growled warningly.
Isshin practically dove under the tree as he started to look at name tags and began to hand out gifts. Ichigo had made sure to buy everyone a small little thing, just so that no one would be left out. Once everyone had a present Isshin plopped down with a present of his own, one from Yuzu if the professional wrapping job was anything to go by. He held one from Karin and Hijastro was holding one from Isshin. As soon as Isshin was sitting down everyone began to open their present. Ichigo helped Hijastro open hers, ignoring his own for the moment. He was happy to see Grimmjow doing the same for Cachorro.
Hijastro let out a loud cry of delight as the small bundle of children books was revealed. Ichigo glanced over to see Cachorro pull out a bright, red bouncy ball made of thick rubber so his claws would have a hard time accidentally popping it. The cubs played with their new toys for a moment, given him a chance to open his own present. It was a simple envelope from his father and his eyes practically bulged from his face when he finished opening it and saw the check inside with a note that it was for his schooling.
“Dad!” he exclaimed, forgoing the usual insults as his brain struggled to process the numbers. “You can’t afford this!” he protested.
“It’s alright Ichigo,” Isshin sent him a big smile and a thumbs up. “Oh Yuzu, this is wonderful!” Isshin gushed as he pulled out the hand sown lab coat.
Beside him Grimmjow finally finished opening up his gift, one that was apparently from Karin and Yuzu. It was a simple blue yukuta, also hand sown. Grimmjow, actually none of the Arrancar, had much in the way of clothing. Tesra and Yylfordt hadn’t had any when Orihime had found them and they were not really that concerned with whether or not they were dressed or not. Years as a buck naked hollow going through their evolutions hadn’t pressed on them the need for covering up.
“I hope it fits,” Yuzu smiled at him. “Karin bought the material and I sowed it together.”
“Looks like it should…. thanks,”
Yuzu beamed happily
“Look on the up side, you don’t need to take it off for a romp and can cover yourself up quickly if someone shows up,” Karin pointed out with a smirk.
“I like your thinking,” Grimmjow laughed while Yuzu gave her sister a look of mortification.
Yuzu had sown up ones for Tesra and Yylfordt as well, only theirs were brown. Yuzu had sown both cubs a simple stuffed animal, the material was once again provided by Karin. Yuzu was thrilled with the box of laces, ribbons and thread he’d gotten her and Karin pulled on her new ball cap with a look of satisfaction. Her old one was getting worn out with all the roughhousing that had been going on with the cubs. It was half chewed through now.
Grimmjow seemed confused at first as he opened up the present Ichigo had gotten him, at least until he took it out of the box and realized what it was.
“For the den,” Ichigo explained before Grimmjow could point out they had one in the kitchen.
“I like your thinking,” he smirked as he put the coffee pot aside to pull out the various bags of beans and hand held grinder.
Ichigo was surprised to find a small box presented to him with very neat script on the tag and wrapped so well that he had almost thought it was a second gift from Yuzu before he made out the words on the tag. It wasn’t from Yuzu, but from Szayel.
Surprised, he opened the gift to find what looked like a silver watch. It had the time on it all right, but for a non digital watch it had four buttons. One turned the back light on so he could read the time and was labelled lamp. Another said alarm, no doubt so he could set an alarm clock. The other two were simply labelled H and C. Curious he pressed them and blinked in surprise as a 3D picture of each cub popped up. Cachorro’s image bated a ball back and forth while Hijastro’s fluttered her wings and flew in a circle before landing again.
“Did you make this?” Ichigo questioned in surprise.
“Yes, I had Urahara get the materials for me,” Szayel answered honestly.
“It’s perfect, now I can show everyone my Grandchildren!” Isshin gushed as he took his own watch out of a similar box.
“Please don’t introduce them as your Grandchildren,” Ichigo sighed in annoyance. “People will think you’re mentally insane. Or, at least, don’t tell anyone who doesn’t know about us,” Ichigo amended before Isshin could start bawling like a baby.
“Humph, true there,” his father reluctantly admitted.
“Is it waterproof?” Karin asked, putting her own watch on.
“Yes, and shatter proof as well so it should be safe to wear while you are playing sports,” Szayel assured her.
“Do they do anything else?” Ichigo questioned suspiciously.
Szayel actually looked hurt, but he assured them that there was nothing hidden in them. They could even ask Urahara if they didn’t believe him. Ichigo was pretty good at reading people, and he detected no lie coming from the Natural Beta. Shrugging, he pulled off his old watch and put the new watch on, not at all surprised to find that the strap fit snugly and perfectly. Everyone got a watch, but Grimmjow’s only showed Cachorro, Tesra’s only showed Ternero and Yylfordt’s showed Ternero and Hijastro.
Once everyone opened their gift Yuzu and Tesra retreated to the kitchen to start on breakfast. Grimmjow tossed them one of the bags of coffee beans and the grinder to brew up before bringing the new pot and the rest of the bags into their den.
“Remember to put those bags somewhere the cubs can’t get to them,” Ichigo called, recalling all to well a cream and sugar covered Cachorro.
“I will,” Grimmjow assured him.
Ichigo settled back and watched as the cubs played with their new toys. It may have been a new experience for the Arrancar, and still a growing tradition in Japan, but he would say that this had turned out to be a very good Christmas indeed, and he definitely looked forward to sharing more of them with his growing family and pack.
Yeah, I feel kind of bad for putting out rushed work, but I suppose it’s better than getting nothing. This is the first time I have ever done a holiday special and I got to admit that this one was rather fun. I hope you all loved Grimmjow’s gift for Ichigo. /smirk.
I hope everyone has a wonderful Holiday. I am not sure if another Chapter of The Real King will make it up before the new year, but if not, Happy New Year to everyone too and thank you all for your support this year with my work.
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