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Sing Me a Lullabye	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > Crossovers Views: 7184 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Title: Sing Me a Lullabye

Fandom: Bleach/Kuroshitsuji (Black Butler)

Chapter: 39

Chapter title: Fighting for the Love of It

Characters: Nnoitra, Kenpachi, Grimmjow, Renji

Word Count: 1,446

AN: Another chapter, another one that much closer to the end. Enjoy, seriously. And don't ask me where the last part came from. I have no idea. Maybe the Affy-chan does?
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“Why are you with me?” Nnoitra growled as he glared at Grimmjow, getting a leer from the blue haired Espada before he started to walk over to where Kenpachi stood, looking rather bored with it all.
“Because I’m about to make an offer that not even you are dumb enough to pass up,” Grimmjow purred, hands in his hakama as he came to stand next to the large taicho of the Eleventh division. “Now, the offer is that you can give up, let us put seki-seki cuffs on you and you can be turned over to the Second. Or you can just turn on Aizen, come with us and have fun kicking some ass,” he stated, leering lightly. “Of course, we can just kick your ass, possibly kill ya but what a waste of fun.”
“Kill me? You? You’re weaker than I am,” Nnoitra sneered, eye narrowing dangerously as he pulled Santa Teresa from its sheath, holding it to the side as he growled at the smirk from Grimmjow.
“Not really. I’m brash, reckless, but then again, so are you in a way,” Grimjow chuckled, shaking his head and patting Kenpachi’s arm. “Anyways, I’m not the one that’s gonna kick your ass. Kenpachi here has been itching for a fight with ya. So much so he’s been banished to the couch by his dear little mate,” he purred, before he was launched a few feet by a kick to his lower back.
“Shut it, Grimmjow,” Renji growled as he lowered his foot, eyes narrowed. “You need to get fucked again if you’re so interested in my own sex life.”
“You’re a bitch?” Nnoitra snorted, eyes wide as he looked at Grimmjow as he slowly stood up and stretched his body with a grunt, a footprint evident on his back.
“I like getting fucked by my mates, yes,” Grimmjow snorted, brushing off his hakama with a grunt, running a hand through his hair with a leer. “There is nothing better than being teased until you’re demanding and begging for more, than getting fucked into the bed. Something about just letting go and trusting your partner not to fuck you over in a bad way,” he purred, eyes gleaming as Renji nodded his head.
“I have to agree with the kitty cat there,” Renji snorted, stroking Zabimaru’s handle with a smirk. “It’s just so nice not to be the one that has to be the strong one, the one that has to do it all,” he continued, shaking his head.
“As it is, being the bitch isn’t about losing power, but gaining it,” Grimmjow smirked, Kenpachi standing back and letting the two males talk. He was a top, bottoming a few times for his lover but they both knew what position they preferred with each other and just how good it felt. “Just because you’re the bottom doesn’t mean that you can’t control things.”
“There are a lot of ways you can control things,” Renji smirked, eyes gleaming as he looked at his lover, trailing them over the long body, shifting as he remembered the way he could control things with the other.
“Ya’re...both bitches,” Nnoitra choked, eyes wide as he swept his eyes between the two, Renji’s eyes narrowing a bit before he smirked.
“Well, considering I sometimes think my biological...mother I suppose you can call him, is so flamboyant he’s flaming...” Renji chuckled, rubbing his bottom lip. “Being a bitch as you call it doesn’t mean we don’t have control and power. For that matter, it’s the bottom that does. It’s their body after all so they know what they like and what they don’t.”
“Yeah and if the top don’t like it, most bottoms know how ta put them down,” Grimmjow snickered, walking back to the couple as he looked over Nnoitra once more. “Dude...You know something? He protests way too much and tries way too hard to be the baddest mother fucker on the block,” he purred, smirking at the widening eye before Nnoitra yelled and attacked, Kenpachi blocking the hit with his nameless Zanpakuto.
“Alright, a fight,” he rumbled as Grimmjow snorted and Renji rolled his eyes. “Maybe after I kick ya around, I’ll be getting a little lucky,” Kenpachi leered at his lover, the red head once more rolling his eyes.
“Your lover is worse than Stark when he’s in rut,” Grimmjow grumped as they watched the two trade blows, blood flying along with curses. They watched as Kenpachi went tumbling through the air after Nnoitra landed a kick firmly to his stomach, looking rather bored with it all.
“Just a bit. But then again, we haven’t had the energy to do anything in the last few nights,” Renji hummed, crossing his arms as they watched Kenpachi fly back at the Fifth Espada, swords clashing and fists landing on flesh. “I’ve walked into our room and the first thing I would do was faceplant into the bed right next to his snoring body,” he snorted, smiling and shaking his head.
“I know how that feels. I just got over my damn need,” Grimmjow grunted, stretching his arms with a groan. “But even that couldn’t stop us from training and falling asleep the moment that we landed in bed.” Nnoitra went flying this time, slamming into a building, spread out like a bug on a windshield. “That had to hurt.”
“Morning quickies are a lovely thing,” Renji snickered with a smirk, watching Nnoitra pull himself from the wall with a grunt before launching himself at Kenpachi once more. “Think they’re almost done?” he asked, Grimmjow shaking his head.
“Nah, not yet,” he answered, rubbing at his face mask. “I have talked to Tesra about Nnoitra’s thing about trying to be seen as a badass man,” he finally said, rolling his shoulders as they watched the two working on kicking the others ass, both grinning like loons.
“What did he say?” Renji asked, pulling out his phone and sending a message to the healers camp about the two men that were currently beating each other bloody.
“He actually is the one that say’s that Nnoitra is trying too damn hard. The only reason he acts submissive is because it keeps things going well between them and he finds his enjoyment elsewhere,” Grimmjow stated, shrugging as the two that were fighting took a moment, panting and glaring at each other, grins still evident on their faces.
“Think he’s gonna fuck Nnoitra in the end?” Renji asked as the two men started to clash, watching Nnoitra falter and try to scramble away from Kenpachi. “We’re not talking Kenpachi here, ya paranoid spoon head! If he does, his dick will be in a bind.”
“You’re kinda scary,” Grimmjow muttered, trying to inch away from the red head. “Anyways, I think so, just to get the idiot to admit that being a bottom doesn’t mean you lose power,” he continued, smirking as Nnoitra finally went down, holding his stomach and muttering about cheap shots.
“If you really want to kick his ass later, you could always just defect to our side. I’m sure Unohana wouldn’t mind it and I know that Kenpachi would love to have ya around to fight,” Renji called out with a smirk. Nnoitra slowly stood up, gazing at the large man before snorting and sheathing Santa Teresa with a grunt.

“Fine, fine. I’ll do it,” he grunted, Grimmjow pouting at not being able to get a good fight in but knowing that since he was carrying it would be a good thing that he wasn’t fighting anyways. “How do we do this?”
“Well, we can open gargantas to get people, just not leave,” Grimmjow snickered, smirking as he shoved his hands into his hakama again with a smirk. “So grab Tesra from Hueco Mundo and follow us to get healed,” he said, moving to land on the ground down, the other three following him before Renji took over and lead them, Nnoitra doing the same with a bored sigh.
“Man, this sucks,” Nnoitra muttered, getting a soft chuckle from Tesra, his eye sparkling.
“Yes, Nnoitra-sama,” he purred, following the group and unsurprised that his master had joined. He could see the cogs turning in the dark haired head, eyes gleaming with his pleasure at the thought of finally claiming his mate after so long of waiting and planting the seeds. Nnoitra gave him a narrowed eye look as he gave the taller man a sweet smile before licking his lips, enjoying the widening eye and slight blush.
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