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The Real King	By : NovaAlexandria Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male > Grimmjow/Ichigo Views: 48388 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 13
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Not the Alpha

An entire week had passed since Ichigo shocked the entire pack by letting Grimmjow both top him and impregnate him. Yet the young man still smiled and remained busy caring for the five cubs he already had. In fact, Ichigo didn�t look like an ounce of energy had been drained from him and if it wasn�t for the obviously foreign reiatsu in his stomach, and the assurances of Szayel and Kisuke that yes, Ichigo was indeed pregnant, then no one would have been able to tell.

Grimmjow and his instincts were going insane. Ichigo should have been acting more docile, and yet when they cuddled at night it was he who still ended up writhing in pleasure beneath Ichigo�s attentions. He was still the one who got the top position when the actual sex part came up, after all that was required to keep the markers up and unwanted hollows away, but every other nuance of being the Alpha was sidetracked and waylaid during �cuddle time.� It was still his throat mauled by Ichigo�s teeth, even though it should have been the other way around. During their moments of intimacy he never noticed that anything was amiss. It wasn�t until afterwards that his Instinct reared up furiously and informed him that something was very wrong with the entire situation.

Even outside of the bedroom he noticed that the pack, and even himself before he caught it, still treated Ichigo as the Alpha. He may have been the one on top in their sex life, but in their pack life Ichigo was still in charge. The whole thing was starting to grate on his nerves and the others were starting to avoid him a bit, even the cubs. He tried not to let it show, but his irritation was making him cranky.

�Fucking Kurosaki always has to do things his way,� he mentally grouched. �He�s not a hollow, so it shouldn�t be surprising that things work differently for him,� he tried to point out to himself yet again.

Szayel and Kisuke had both been monitoring Ichigo closely, the two scientists having a field day with the new data Ichigo was giving them, after all this was the first time a hollow had impregnated a� well, impregnated whatever it was Ichigo was nowadays. In fact, Kisuke and Szayel were now suddenly both interested to know if a Hollow could impregnate a male Shinigami, or even human, or if it was Ichigo�s hollow half that let him be capable of the feat. Unfortunately, volunteers for such an experiment were not forthcoming, as it was still illegal for a Shinigami to have a consensual sexual relationship with a Hollow of any kind.

�Bet that wouldn�t stop that clown-faced freak from finding out,� Grimmjow couldn�t help but to think with a growl of hatred.

�You going to be moody all day?�

Grimmjow jerked a bit in surprise at Ichigo�s voice. He�d been so lost in his thoughts that he hadn�t noticed Ichigo climbing up to the top of the Jungle Gym, where he was absolutely not sulking, to join him.

�I am not moody,� he snapped.

�Of course not,� Ichigo offered him a smile before settling down next to him.

Down below the five cubs were bouncing about Szayel, who was trying to brush out Hijastro, only for their own daughter to keep trying to get under the brush herself. The other two terrors seemed to think the brush was a toy and kept trying to bat at it. Cachorro was trying to rein his brothers in, but there were simply too many bodies in too small of a place. Eventually one of the triplets got a hold of the brush and ran off, followed quickly by his siblings. A game of �I got the brush, try and get it� quickly ensued. Szayel gave an exasperated sigh, but a smile touched his lips as all five cubs suddenly got into the game of �my brush.� The smile was warm, but there was still a hint of bitterness to it.

Ichigo moved closer to him, until he�d pressed himself up against his mate with his head resting against Grimmjow�s shoulder. Grimmjow put an arm around Ichigo and felt the young man lean into him even more. It was moments like this that his Instinct felt the most content, when Ichigo just wanted some cuddling.

�This isn�t working is it?� Ichigo questioned sadly.

�What isn�t?� Grimmjow asked, slightly confused. A thought occurred to him and he grew suddenly concerned. �Is something wrong with the cub?�

�No, that part is fine,� Ichigo quickly assured him. �I mean the whole Instinct thing. You�re doing a good job of trying to hide it, but I can tell it�s not working. I am not acting like a proper Beta. The instinct to be one isn�t in me. I think my need to protect everyone is too strong,� Ichigo said with a small smile.

Grimmjow mentally cursed a bit. He had been hoping Ichigo hadn�t noticed. After all, he didn�t want the young man worrying about him when he should be worrying about the cub forming inside of him.

�I can handle it. Like you said, we aren�t mindless beasts anymore.�

�I know,� Ichigo assured him and curled even closer.

They sat in companionable silence as they watched the cubs play. That bittersweet smile remained on Szayel�s face and reminded Ichigo of something he�d been stewing over for some time. It was also the main reason he�d come up here to speak to Grimmjow. With any luck, his mate wouldn�t take his suggestion the wrong way. Grimmjow might have nixed the whole thing had their positions in the Pack remained the same, but now that things were different�

�I think I might have an idea to fix the problem with Szayel as well.�

�Hmm?�

�Hear me out before you agree or disagree.�

Ichigo took a deep breath, and then launched into his idea and explained the reasoning behind it to his mate. He could tell Grimmjow was shocked and any number of emotions raced across his mate�s face, but in the end a thoughtful expression settled on Grimmjow�s face and Ichigo could tell that the Espada agreed with the crazy idea.

�When do you want to pull this shit?� he asked, trying not to sound too eager.

�Tonight, if you are up to it. I see no point in delaying or drawing out the inevitable.�

�Alright, tonight it is, after we put the cubs to bed,� Grimmjow agreed.

Ichigo snuggled up against his mate again, sighing in contentment at the heat radiating from the body pressed against his and mentally purring as a hand rubbed his lower back. This would work, he was sure of it.

Szayel finished setting Hijastro to bed, his daughter wishing him a sleepy goodnight before curling up with her younger and smaller half-sister. When roughhousing with the boys got to be too much for the runt of the triplets, she often sought sanctuary with Hijastro, and Hijastro was all too willing to provide it. The two youngest boys had quickly learned to leave Hijastro alone if they didn�t want Cachorro reminding them of their place in the pack.

The triplets hadn�t started speaking coherently just yet, but they were definitely articulating and could say several recognizable words already, when they chose to use them. Most of the time they preferred not to, especially after one of them used one of those words and their Aunt Karin had washed out the offender�s mouth with soap.

He was alone in the girls� room. Ichigo had asked him to put their daughter to bed and he had agreed. Give him the girls any day; the boys were a handful, especially when they insisted they were not sleepy. Fortunately for him, Hijastro was the living embodiment of perfection, and her younger sibling tried to emulate her.

With both girls curled up contently, he turned out the light and closed the door behind him. He made sure it was secure before stretching and heading towards his lab to catch up on paperwork. At least, that had been his intention until he discovered that he�d been locked out. The door to the lab was completely secured with the override code Ichigo had in his possession. Kisuke had installed the fail-safe in case Ichigo ever decided that Szayel was no longer �safe.� The system itself was more for Soul Society�s sense of security than anything else. Unfortunately, the door was tightly locked.

�What the hell,� he muttered in annoyance.

Why would Ichigo keep him out of the lab? Had it been triggered accidentally? Perhaps one of the cubs had mistakenly activated it during one of their earlier �hit all of the shiny things� games. He could probably override it, but it would be considerably faster if Ichigo handled it. Szayel also didn�t want it to look as if he�d tampered with the thing. That misstep could land him in deep shit with the Soul Society overseers if they misinterpreted his intentions.

With a sigh of frustration, he tracked down Ichigo. He was surprised to find the undisputed pack Alpha, despite his current pregnant state (and wasn�t that just putting Grimmjow�s tail in a thousand knots), down in the training room with Grimmjow. Perhaps the two were enjoying the hot spring down there. The steady thrum of their reiatsu indicated they were at rest and not doing anything strenuous, such as training or having raucous sex, so Szayel felt safe to intrude.

Any words that might have come out of his lips, such as �Pardon� or �Excuse me, please� died when he realized that Ichigo was lounging contently on a rock reading through one of the cub�s journals and that Grimmjow was simultaneously swinging at him with an unsheathed Pantera. Szayel barely had time to bring his own Zanpakuto up in self-defence. Sparks flew as the two blades met before separating and Grimmjow swung at him again with a speed that was damn near impossible to keep up.

On the fifth meeting of their blades, Szayel almost faltered as he finally put two and two together. It suddenly dawned on him what might have prompted the attack. He dared to spare a glance over at Ichigo, who was watching them with a small smile, indicating his permission for the fight to continue. With the pack Alpha, and essential current Beta�s, permission to both breed and mate with Grimmjow, Szayel threw himself against his opponent with an ecstasy he hadn�t felt in a very long time.

The battle wasn�t long as Grimmjow was far stronger than he was, so when Grimmjow knocked Fornicaras from his hand, tangled a fist into his pink hair and dragged him to the ground, Szayel only put up a token resistance. He was flipped about and pinned, chest to the ground. The stronger Arrancar brushed his hair aside and latched his teeth onto Szayel�s neck, biting down hard enough to draw a trickle of blood. Grimmjow let out a moan of pleasure as the sweetness of a Natural Beta�s blood filled his mouth.

�I should have fucked you years ago,� Grimmjow growled in his ear.

He shivered, and his trembling only increased as Grimmjow tore his clothing off and the sand began to rub into his chest. He wanted this so badly, and yet, as he was pressed into the ground with the panting of another above him, a bolt of terror shot through him and his body instantly went limp. He automatically adjusted his neck for better access. A whimper escaped his throat and all movement above him suddenly stopped. It hardly relaxed him. When H�tsu had stopped moving it was because Szayel had done something wrong, and pain usually followed quickly. He tried to remind himself that this was not H�tsu, but it didn�t help as his mind reeled back to the weeks of pain, humiliation, and devastation H�tsu had put him through. His entire body shook in fright and another whimper escaped his throat, just the way H�tsu had liked it.

A hand landed softly on his lower back and began to rub it soothingly. He stilled at the odd touch. H�tsu had never touched him softly and it helped to drag his mind out of the horrendous memories.

�Szayel, do you want to go through with this?� Grimmjow asked hesitantly.

�Ichigo certainly has changed both of us,� Szayel couldn�t help but to think.

The old Grimmjow would never have paused and would never have cared that he was suddenly having a panic attack in the middle of the ritual. No, the old Grimmjow would have just continued with the mating regardless of how he was responding to it. However, he didn�t. Grimmjow had to be fighting his Instinct tooth-and-nail to have stopped midway. Szayel was a little surprised that Grimmjow had even noticed his distress, but then, he hadn�t exactly expected to be in this position at this point in the evening either.

His eyes were open, H�tsu had always punished him harshly if they were closed, so he managed to catch sight of Ichigo looking at him with a great deal of concern, the journal he had been reading completely forgotten. It seemed like the Hybrid was holding himself back from intervening in the struggle before him. It was Ichigo�s worry and willingness to stop whatever was going to happen that really pricked at Szayel�s pride and helped him get a grip on his reactions.

�I can do this, I won�t let that bastard win,� he mentally growled at himself. It didn�t help much. H'tsu had trained his body a little too well and the shivers, while they became less violent, didn�t cease.

Grimmjow suddenly flipped him over onto his back and he found himself staring into deep, blue eyes. He froze as he stared into those pools, showing a mixture of lust and concern. That warm hand returned, rubbing soothing circles over his thigh before moving over to stroke his now completely deflated shaft. He hardly noticed that, his entire focus was on those amazing blue eyes, not gold or any other colour that could be confused for it, blue, surrounded by light tan skin, not shockingly white. There was nothing in Grimmjow�s appearance or posture that could ever be mistaking for H�tsu.

Slowly, his body relaxed and the pleasure that hand was giving him started to register. His eyes partially drifted shut and his hips slowly rose as he tried to get more of that hand around his flesh. A mouth fell upon his nipple and began to suck it softly before moving to the other, and then slowly across his chest and up to his neck, which he obediently bared without a second thought. The soft touches and gentle nips continued for a while until the tension in his frame had eased somewhat and his mind became aware of nothing but what the other was doing to please him.

He was once more manoeuvred onto his chest, but the soft touches and nips continued, keeping him relaxed. Where his daughter had inherited her ability to purr became suddenly very clear as his own throat vibrated gently. He didn�t even know he could purr as an Arrancar; the situation had never arisen where he might have wanted to do so.

The hand softly stroking his ass disappeared for a moment before an oil-drenched finger probed his entrance and began to gently prepare him. H�tsu had only ever done such a thing three times that he could recall and not very kindly at that. In fact, the 66% of time had been only because Ichigo had made it clear that his Hollow had better damn well do it.

When the fingers disappeared and nails dug into his hip pulling his ass into the air he couldn�t help but send once last, lust-hazed, thankful look towards Ichigo for permitting this to happen. Ichigo caught his eyes and offered him a smile of encouragement.

He had unconsciously braced himself to the stab of pain he was expecting. H�tsu had always entered him in a single, violent thrust that had, more often than not, tore his insides.

�Relax,� Grimmjow lust drenched voice growled from over his shoulder.

The hands massaged his hip and Szayel forced himself to take a deep breath, mentally slapping himself again for letting H�tsu�s training override him. He rested his head between his forearms and took another deep breath as those hands gently stroked and squeezed his ass.

At last, his body quit trembling and he felt the tip of Grimmjow�s hardened shaft probe at his entrance before slowly forcing its way in. Once the head was past that first ring of muscle, his soon to be Alpha actually paused and waited a moment while his body adjusted to the intrusion.

It started slow, a simple rocking motion, with each thrust forward forcing more flesh inside of him until Grimmjow finally fully seated himself. Another pause, and then the pace quickened. This was nothing like what he was used to; H�tsu had made sure to hurt him as much as possible and his first mating had been as an Adjuchas. The moment Grimmjow�s shaft nailed his prostate he was completely lost in a sea of bliss. Nails raked his skin as they mated but the lacerations were shallow, leaving a trail of beaded blood in their wake instead of the deep cuts he was accustomed to receiving. Szayel barely noticed them, lost as he was in the sea of pleasure that each strike on his prostate gave him.

The training area was soon filled with pants, moans, and the sound of skin slapping against skin as Grimmjow thrust into him. He had no idea how long the mating lasted. He only knew that he never wanted it to end and that when the former Espada above him suddenly reared back and gave a shout as he came, Szayel realized that it was the first time anyone had ever seen to his own release, his semen spilling over the hand pumping his shaft to drench the sand beneath him.

Grimmjow�s reiatsu-infused essence filled him and he felt his insides begin the familiar motions of forming a new cub. For several minutes he just lay there, basking in the afterglow of the most mind-blowing sex he�d ever had (not a difficult feat giving his history) and the feeling of a new life forming within him. He�d known mentally that sex could be amazing, had witnessed others proving it true, but this was the first time he�d ever experienced it himself.

Grimmjow was nibbling on his neck and he unconsciously tilted his head to give his latest Alpha full, obedient access. Grimmjow gave off a growl of pleasure and those teeth once more latched onto the small nip they had created earlier, drawing more beads of blood and pulling another moan out of the new Alpha.

As the euphoria wore off, Szayel�s mind slowly began to reboot and put things together. He was surprised that, in the midst of mating, Grimmjow had noticed and even addressed his mini panic attack, taking the time to relax him and make the mating as different from what H�tsu had done to him as could be achieved while continuing the act. If this was normal sex he was definitely going to look forward to having his markers refreshed, although he very much doubted it would ever be at the same time as Ichigo got his refreshed. He was only the secondary Beta, while Grimmjow would make sure his markers remained refreshed, that would be the only time they would be together. Not that the idea of a threesome didn�t intrigue him, but it just wasn�t in Ichigo�s nature to share that much. He was actually surprised that Ichigo had even agreed to share his mate int eh first place. Both Grimmjow and Ichigo seemed far more monogamous than not.

Still, he couldn�t help but to admire Ichigo for having killed so many birds with a single stone. He had noticed the tension between the Alpha pair. Ichigo simply could not act as a proper Beta and, as a result, Grimmjow�s Instinct was going crazy. He had also been pining after having another cub. Now, not only did Grimmjow have a proper Beta to help slake his needs, but the dominant pair was also granting him another cub. This would also mean his milk would be in and ready by the time Ichigo�s cub was laid. It had taken a bit when the triplets were born and they had refused the formula. It had been a very stressful 48 hours and after that they made sure that there was a supply of stored, pumped milk just in case an accident happened again. The cubs had accepted formula after three months, much to his relief as feeding three cubs was exhausting. Cachorro and Hijastro had breastfed for two years before accepting solids. He�d had some sore nipples for some time.

Grimmjow finally seemed to come off his own high and untangled their bodies. A bit of his blood was still on his new Alpha�s lips and he averted his gaze with a shiver, reminded all too easily of another Hollow who�s lips his blood once graced. Even though H�tsu and Grimmjow looked nothing alike, the old memory still came back and his eyes fell upon the scars on his arms.

�Is something wrong?� Ichigo questioned concerned as the Pack Alpha joined them.

�No� I� thank you,� he turned his gaze back to them, letting a smile touch his lips and a hand fell upon his churning stomach.

He could tell that hadn't fooled Ichigo, but the Hybrid let it drop, shrugged and gave him a smile of his own.

�It�s the least we could do. Unlike Grimmjow here, I am not so possessive,� Ichigo shot his mate a fond look.

�Can it Kurosaki. I still got enough energy to throw you down too.�

If Grimmjow meant for his retort to silence Ichigo, it failed miserably.

�Hmm, my markers do need to be refreshed, and there was that thing you promised you were going to do to me the next time we took a shower, and now looks like a good time,� Ichigo taunted seductively.

Szayel could use a shower too. He was covered in sand, blood, sweat and cum, and for once it was in a good way. His joints were still trembling a bit from the aftershocks of his orgasm so he was unsteady for the first dozen steps until his equilibrium recalibrated itself.

The amorous couple hardly noticed as he excused himself, gathered up his Zanpakuto, and headed up the stairs to take a shower completely nude, leaving a dripping trail of blood. He took his time in the shower, enjoying the feeling of hot water cleansing him of the filth covering his body and getting the sand out of his hair. Both hands massaged his stomach and he briefly wondered if he�d have more than one cub this time like Grimmjow. How was Hijastro going to feel about having another sibling, or rather, another sibling from his line? She had seemed happy when Ichigo announced his pregnancy, but she was used to sharing her sire in the same way that Cachorro was used to sharing Grimmjow with the triplets. True, he had given his attention to the other cubs, but when it was �family time�, it was just the two of them. She�d never displayed jealousy before and he hoped she wouldn�t start now.

His nest was nice and soft as he crawled into it, his shower-heated body warming it comfortably and he drifted off into a slumber. The coiling sensation in his stomach reminded him that, soon, he would have another cub of his own and this time it was with a sire he knew would care for him properly in a pack he knew would defend him and his cub to the death. No Hollow could ever hope for a more stable and safe environment in which to have cubs.

I thought about giving Cachorro and Hijastro new names, and bestowing theirs upon the next set of cubs, but I was a little worried that it might confuse the readers. The next chapter is halfway done, so hopefully it won�t take longer than two weeks, no promises. The crazy season will be starting soon now that Halloween is over and Christmas is on the way.

This will not turn into a threesome, more along the lines of granting the Natural Beta a cub of his own, and bring his milk in in the process, and to maintain peace in the pack since Ichigo just doesn�t have the instincts to act like a Beta. But than, when does Ichigo ever do things the normal way?

I got the feeling some of you knew this was coming ; )
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