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The Real King	By : NovaAlexandria Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male > Grimmjow/Ichigo Views: 48386 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 13
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Another Arrival

Szayel shivered in fear as he felt another rise in the reiatsu battling it out below him. True the shielding damped it to pretty much nothing, but he was so in tuned to the field and flows of reiatsu that he could still detect the three distinct signatures as they clashed. The fact he was focusing so deeply on it was also a contributing factor.

It was taking damn near every ounce of his will power to remain where he was, curled up around the two cubs in the Alpha Pairs� nest. Almost every fibre of his being was screaming at him to take Hijastro and flee before H�tsu could kill her as he had promised he would should Ichigo ever find out what had been going on. The other fibres held him in place as per the Pack Alpha Pairs� orders. He was not going to risk angering more than one powerful creature at a time and running would just make things infinitely worse should any party catch up to him. Besides, he couldn�t bring himself to abandon Cachorro and he sure as hell was not foolish enough to attempt to run away with the cub. Forget H�tsu, the things Grimmjow would do to him if he were to kidnap the cub didn�t bear thinking about.

There was one thing he desperately wanted though, and that was a shower. The cubs were awake now and they had no qualms playing in the water. He didn�t think he would get into trouble if he moved them to the bathroom to clean up. The bathroom was also both closer to the exit and on the other side of the portal leading downstairs should H�tsu somehow manage to escape and he needed to make a run for it.

Decision made, he gathered the two oblivious cubs up and moved back to the bathroom. Both cubs let out squeals of delight as they raced towards their pool and its plethora of toys the moment he set them down, splashing into the water without a moments hesitation. Szayel kept both eyes on them as he finally managed to make it to a shower and clean the blood and cum off of his body and rinse the foul taste of it out of his mouth.

�This is a strange place to be at this time of night. Shouldn�t they be sleeping and where the hell are Grimmjow and Ichigo?� Yylfordt questioned as he entered the bathroom.

Szayel nearly jumped out of skin as his older brother�s voice reached his ears. He had been so intent on the cubs and the battling reiatsu downstairs he had failed to notice the other Arrancar approaching.

�They are downstairs,� Szayel answered as he forced his racing heart to calm down and adopt an air of confidence, even if confidence was the very last thing he was feeling right now. �Why?� he questioned.

�The eggs moving around a lot. Tesra is pretty sure it�s hatching,� Yylfordt answered, and no amount of forced posturing could disguise the glee lacing his voice and the joy practically radiating from the Arrnacar�s body.

Even Szayel felt a race of excitement at the news, his fear for the situation he had found himself in all but abated. Down below he felt H�tsu�s reiatsu finally disappear. As much as he wanted to sent Yylfordt down to let the Alpha pair know what was going on, it was his cub that was hatching and he deserved to be there.

�Take Hijastro and Cachorro back to the den with you, I�ll go let Grimmjow and Ichigo know,� he ordered.

Both cubs were soaked, but it honestly took longer to capture them and get them out of the little pool than it did to get them relatively dry and herded out of the bathroom. Forcing himself to stand up straight and not act like the terrified mouse H�tsu had turned him into, Szayel headed for the underground training room to let the last two members of the pack know that the last cub was hatching.

The cubs were sitting next to Yylfordt when the rest of the party arrived, watching with avid curiosity as the egg vigorously rocked back and forth with a large number of cracks already in the shell. Tesra was biting his lip nervously and rocking back and forth in agitation while Yylfodt watched with a wide grin of anticipation on his face. Nearby were several bottles with the various formulas they had tried to get the cubs to consume but had failed. Both scientists had hope that, just because Cachorro and Hijastro had been uninterested, this cub might not be. After all, unlike the two current cubs, this one had �herbivore� roots instead of carnivore and just might be interested. Szayel could only pray so

Everyone watched with baited breath as the last cub finally broke free of its shell, letting out a bellow and shaking the fragmented shell pieces from its thick, shaggy, dark brown fur. Looking about, the newest cub trotted unsteadily over to Tesra, lowing in hunger and nestling against its �mother.�

Taking the first bottle, Tesra tried to offer it to his child as everyone watched and waited with baited breath. The youngest member of their pack sniffed it apprehensively before it began to feed contently. Everyone let out a sigh of relief, although none were nearly as loud as Szayel�s since it was clear he would, thankfully, not need to feed this child as well.

�Boy or girl?� Grimmjow questioned as Yylfordt joined his mate and child.

�Boy,� Yylfordt answered as he lifted the tail, that was more warthog than cow, to check. �Ternero,� the pleased Alpha greeted his son.

Ternero looked very much like a very small calf, complete with split hooves and shaggy, dark brown fur reminiscent of his �mother.� He had a pale blond mane, tail tuff, and feathers on all four hooves in reflection of his sire. He had no horns yet, those would probably grow in later if at all. His face was not quite as wide as a typical cows, appearing almost more horse like.

Once Ternero had fed he turned his attention to the other two cubs, staring at them as they stared back. Hijastro was the first to approach, sharing blood helped the two recognize each other that much easier. After a moment Cachorro joined them and the three took the time to sniff each other and test each other out.

Introductions complete and pack accepted, the three instantly ran off to play, ignoring the adults completely as they pounced and wrestled with each other.

�Good work,� Yylfordt complimented Tesra and nuzzled his mate�s neck in pleasure.

�Hmm,� Tesra accepted the praise with a soft smile as everyone watched the cubs play.

It didn�t take long for the two eldest to race out of the little side den, leading their newest friend to the large Jungle Gym. Both older cubs at least kept to the lower levels of bridges and solid paths instead of climbing up too high where claws or hands were mandatory to keep up.

�Well they always stay like this, or will they eventually change into something more humanoid?� Ichigo questioned as they watched the cubs play.

�Theoretically, when they are older and more powerful they should be able to seal their powers away into a Zanpakuto. Since these are the first Arrancar cubs, we can truly only speculate,� Szayel answered.

�Does it mater either way?� Grimmjow questioned perhaps a tad sharply.

�No, of course not,� Ichigo was quick to assure him.

It was late at night and it didn�t take long for the cubs to tucker out. Their respective �mothers� gathered them up with the exception of Cachorro, who was gathered up by Ichigo, before returning to their nests. Now that all of the excitement was dying down, Ichigo noticed that Szayel was once more getting very nervous and was holding Hijastro rather tightly, not enough to hurt her or wake her up, but it was close.

He wanted to give the Natural Beta some form of reassurance that H�tsu wouldn�t bother him again, but he doubted there was anything he could say that would help. After all, he had been clueless that anything had been going on in the first place. He wanted to offer Szayel the chance to den with them this evening, but he doubted that his mate would be pleased with such an offer. It was rather amusing how jealous Grimmjow could get at times. There was also no guarantee bedding with them would let Szayel relax at all, after all it would put him and his cub that much closer to H�tsu should the bastard somehow manage to materialize and live out his threat.

�I would never kill my own cub,� H�tsu sniffed angrily in his mind. �That was just a threat to keep my pet in line,� he added.

�And if he had disobeyed you?� Ichigo questioned sharply.

�Pft, I trained him too well. He holds no secrets from me,� H�tsu snorted.

Ichigo was the first to arrive at their nest, settling Cachorro down and looking on in pleasure as his son quickly curled up and drifted off to sleep after giving a content yawn. He settled himself into bed and looked up for his mate, wondering where the hell Grimmjow had gotten to. The former Espada had been right behind him a moment ago.

Grimmjow watched as Szayel attempted to curl up around Hijastro and go back to sleep, never mind it was six in the morning. It had been a very long night. Hijastro was quick to let out a content meowling yawn before curling up and going to sleep. Szayel, on the other hand, was practically vibrating and radiating so much stress it was a wonder one could not actually physically see the aura.

Yes they had beaten H�tsu into a bloody pulp. Yes he was sure that the hollow part of his Alpha�s soul had learned his lesson and would never dare to touch the Natural Born Beta again without Ichigo�s permission. But despite that even he had to admit that H�tsu�s promise meant nothing to him. Hollows were generally not trustworthy creatures.

�Oi, Sazyel,� Grimmjow called.

The pink haired Arrancar jumped a bit at being addressed and turned to look over at him confused.

�You want to bed down with us tonight?� he questioned as nonchalantly as he could, while silently cursing Kuorsaki out for turning him into a bloody Mother Hen.

He�d had a pack once before and he had never felt this defensive of any of them back than. Granted, back than they had all still been an Adjucus and had yet to gain part of a Shinigami�s soul thanks to Aizen�s little experiments. There had also been no cubs present.

Now, he had all these emotions, most of them courtesy of Ichigo and Cachorro. He hated them as much as he loved them as they forced him to do shit like this.

�I�� Szayel stammered shocked before giving his head a shake. �I think I would like that, thank you,� he managed to get out.

The look of surprise on Ichigo�s face when the three of them entered the small den was quickly overshadowed by a look of pleasure that promised a rather wonderful reward later. A part of him cursed himself for the feeling of pride he felt for pleasing his Alpha while another part felt disgust that he had become so trained as to want to please Ichigo so he could get to experience the powerful Hybrid dominate and pleasure him. Yes, the teen had certainly corrupted him.

Hell, he hadn�t had a good old random outraging rampage in ages. It was almost like all the anger he had once held had simply melted away without him noticing. Looking down at his family, he was fairly positive he knew where it had disappeared to.

Szayel bedded down on the edge of their nest and Cachorro woke up long enough to nestle up next to his sister. The two cubs settled down quickly and Szayel curled up protectively around them. He followed them into slumber before Grimmjow even had a chance to join Ichigo in their nest. His fellow Arrancar had suffered a lot in the last few hours so it wasn�t really surprising Szayel was quickly asleep.

�You know,� Ichigo spoke up, �those three seem to be okay and I do have to get up in an hour to go to school. I don�t really see the point in getting an hour�s sleep and we never did finish our bath,� the teen smirked up at him.

Grimmjow let a smirk cross his face at his Alpha�s rather suggest hint. He could definitely go for a romp in the bath. There were definite perks to keeping the Natural Beta around.

�I could go for a soak,� he agreed quickly. Sexual desires aside, his muscles were a little sore from his battle with H�tsu, even though it had been fairly one sided.

Ichigo crawled out of the bed and the two of them headed to the bathroom. There was no reason to go back to the underground training room and both of them did want to keep tabs on the rest of the pack. Unfortunately, being in the training room dampened their capabilities to sense anything outside of it and right now neither one of them wanted anyone in their pack out of sensing range.

Fifteen minutes later found them both naked in the hot tub. Their tongues clashed in battle as hands trailed over their partners body, nails raking slightly against skin and leaving behind trails of raised flesh. Reiatsu coiled around them, Ichigo�s loud and powerful and his own rising to join it. It was a pleasant surprise to feel Ichigo�s reiatsu coil around his own instead of dominating it as a reminder who was the more powerful, as was typical of most Alpha-Beta relationships. It was a rare that a pair were held in equal regard, after all Hueco Mundo was very much an eat or be eaten world. The strong did to the weak what they will. And yet�.

And yet that old sentiment didn�t seem to mean as much to him anymore. He shouldn�t have cared what happened to Szayel. He should be trying to force Ichigo beneath him, granted Cachorro wasn�t old enough yet for the mating to have ended yet so his instincts were still being affected. Briefly he wondered if his feelings towards the Natural Beta would change once the mating was over. Any further thoughts were suddenly cut off with a gasp, effectively causing him to lose the tongue war, when Ichigo�s finger traced his entrance before delving in.

He let out a growl and moved away from the sudden, unexpected intrusion, resulting in his hard shaft rubbing against the teen�s. The result sent a shudder of pleasure through his body. A stronger shudder rippled through him as that searching finger found that little bud of pleasure inside of him and gave it a firm stroke. Despite himself, he let out a groan of pleasure and found himself grinding against Ichigo as his Alpha continued to lavish pleasure upon him.

�Fuck, Kurosaki,� he hissed.

Ichigo�s hand wrapped around his length and stroked it in tune to the rubbing of that finger against his prostate. Teeth grazed his throat and another powerful shiver raced over his body. Despite himself, he arched his back and moved into the hand stroking him while baring his neck for those teeth. Curse the boy, he certainly knew how to please him and after each time they rutted the brat was raising the bar higher for him to meet when their roles finally reversed.

For now though, he was able to at least fight back. The mating was done, Cachorro was hatched, and the Alpha/Beta relationship was slowly fading as far as his Instincts were concerned. And yet� there was definitely still a relationship there, one he had no plans on severing anytime soon. It was rare a mate of this potential was discovered and he had no plans on giving Ichigo up.

Fight back he did, his own hands finding Ichigo�s length and returning the attention. He didn�t want this wonderful rutting to end though so he didn�t attempt to assault the teen anymore than that, even though he truly wanted to repay Ichigo torment for torment. Even though HIS instincts were coming out of the Mating, it seemed Ichigo�s hadn�t just yet. There was no point in picking an Alpha fight right now when his entire body was being assaulted with such pleasure, not to mention those teeth still latched onto his throat. It would be best to wait for Cachorro to be weaned before delving into the next round, after all they didn�t want to stress Szayel�s nursing ability too far.

Weakened as he was, and given what he was, the Scientist was pretty much tied to their pack for eternity, or until a powerful enough Hollow rose up out of the sand that was actually capable of overpowering Szayel, should he ever regain his strength and dare to leave the safety of their pack. Full power was the only way Szayel would ever even consider leaving the sheltering wing they had offered him.

But alas, he was thinking far too much when he should be focusing on the hand wrapped around his length, stroking it ever so firmly while a callused thumb ran over the sensitive tip. The fingers deep inside of him stroked the hidden bundle of nerves Ichigo could find regardless of position and he wondered when the teen had added the other two digits. The teeth on his throat sent a shiver of delightful fear through his body as they grazed over his jugular and nipped at his neck. He let out a loud groan of pleasure as a particularly strong stoke over his bindle of nerves sent his legs trembling and he almost lost it right there.

He felt, more than saw, the smirk that touched Ichigo�s lips and the fingers inside of him were removed, leaving him feeling suddenly empty. Ichigo released his length and instead wrapped his arms around Grimmjow�s legs, lifting him up a bit and adjusting their position. Grimmjow gave up the grasp he had on Ichigo�s length, but not without a bit of a fight. It took those teeth clamping down warningly on his throat to get him to give up his hold, thus letting the teen enter him. As a form of punishment for his rebellion, Ichigo deliberately missed his sweet spot as the teen drove into him.

Grimmjow let out a hiss at the sting of being penetrated, a sting that wasn�t mitigated with pleasure this time. The water helped a little, but not by much. Ichigo didn�t give him time to adjust this time, but rather started to move right away, letting out little possessive growls with each forward thrust. The teen wasn�t upset enough to miss the pleasure spot inside of him, but he did only brush lightly against it.

�Fuck you, Kurosaki,� he snarled as he tried to adjust his hips so that the teen would hit him more dead on.

Ichigo let out a chuckle before finally adjusting his angle so he was hitting his partner dead on. Grimmjow�s next curse turned into a gasp of pleasure, which was quickly followed by a string of curses.

�I hope you curb that language around the cubs,� Ichigo commented, and to Grimmjow�s annoyance he didn�t even sound winded despite the fact the teen was now all but pounding into his body.

Grimmjow didn�t bother to answer, and not because his answer was lost in another grasp of pleasure as the thick shaft buried inside of him hit him dead on, honest. Ichigo�s lips sought his, and once more they indulged themselves in a tongue war. Hands roamed all over each others bodies, nails biting in a bit deeper and leaving beads of blood, but neither one of them seemed to mind the pain. The pace picked up and Ichigo freed up one hand to wrap around Grimmjow�s own length, stroking it firmly and assaulting the tip with his thumb.

The tongue war ended when they both let out moans of pleasure. Ichigo�s mouth latched once more onto his throat as the teen picked up the pace once more so that the water in the tub was splashing wildly about and pooling on the floor outside of the large tub. It was a good thing the bathroom had a drain built into the floor, although more often than not it was the cubs who were the culprits, not the adults. The sound of splashing, grunting, and gasps filled the large bathroom.

There was a moment of silence as everything suddenly went still, both of them frozen with Grimmjow�s head thrown back and mouth open in soundless pleasure while Ichigo was buried to the hilt inside his mate with his teeth latched onto the bared throat, a small trail of blood running down the pale neck presented to him. Then the moment ended.

Ichigo give three, sharp thrust into his mate and Grimmjow�s open mouth ceased to remain silent as a scream of pleasure was pulled from his lips and white ribbons stained the water they were in. Two more brought the teen over the edge and Ichigo held Grimmjow�s hips to him so tightly that his nails cut into the flesh and left ten, crimson moons marring the skin. His teeth clamped on sharply to the neck presented to him and he drank the small trickle of his mate�s delicious blood.

The only movement now was the soft trembling of Ichigo�s shaft as it pumped his release into his mate and the small shudders of his body that accompanied the spurts. When the last spurt had been milked from him they both remained still once more as they came off of their high.

Ichigo was the first to move, unlatching his teeth from Grimmjow�s throat and licking at the bleeding marks he left behind while removing his now soft shaft from his mates body. Grimmjow just panted and let Ichigo caress his body with tongue and fingers.

It had been a good day indeed. H�tsu�s ass was kicked, a cub was born, and his mate had just finished giving him some rather mind blowing sex. Yep, life didn�t get much better than this.

This chapter took longer to get out than it should have, but I am afraid I didn�t have much time to write. Anyhow, enjoy.
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