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Chapter 7- Spring Luna Alliance

After a moment of lethargic struggling, Rukia moaned as she managed to open her tired eyes. Her vision was blurry, but she knew that it was daytime by the warm sunlight in her room. She blinked again.... she was in her bedroom, now that she had realized it. Her vision cleared up as she grasped at the sheets, wondering how did she got here. But as soon as she was trying to make sense of it, she suddenly felt a heavy arm plopped over her tiny waist.

Her heart flinched in utter shock, before she slowly looked over her shoulder. Snoring softly, Renji was sleeping right behind her, his warm body spooning against hers. She stared at him for a moment and suddenly remembered what had happened last night. That her virginity was taken by this demon as proof of their marriage, that her body gave in to pleasure for a moment. She watched, seeing that he was shirtless, before looking at the marked arm over her. She wanted to get up, to see if her brother was home. Maybe she could talk to him about the ordeal, of seeing her being taken and how he truly felt about it.

Very, very slowly, she wiggled out of his light hold, hoping not to make too much noise. But as soon as she was halfway through, the nue's arm suddenly curled around her. "Ah....!" she gasped out, feeling the firmness of her new husband's chest.

"Where do you think you're going....?" Renji rumbled quietly, opening his garnet eyes as she stiffened in his hold.

"Uh.... you wouldn't let me go to the bathroom, would you?" she mumbled.

".... You're lying, your heart's beating too fast," he sighed. "What is it, Rukia? Is it because of last night, of what we did....?" Rukia shivered but looked away, and felt his chest rumbled with a purr. "Okay.... how about this? Since waking up, have you felt any discomfort in your body from last night after our intercourse?"

"Huh....?" Rukia frowned at his question, but now that she thought about it.... Trailing her hand down the short silky nightgown, she touched at her panty-clad womanhood. There was a bit of soreness but no true discomfort. She found that very odd, considering that Renji's penis was big and engorged to pump out copious amounts of semen inside of her.

"No pain or discomfort, right?" Renji smirked a little.

"But how could that be....? I mean, you were.... well...." she frowned as she looked at him.

"That's the benefit of mating with a demon," he replied. "You absorbed some of my energy when I came inside you. And even after cleaning you up, my sperm are still inside of you, your body's still keeping them in there until they die out to absorb more."

"What....?" Her hand clenched at her flat stomach. Some of his seeds were still inside her, numbing the supposed pain in her body. Renji purred, reaching up to comb his fingers through her hair.

"Very good, Rukia...." he purred deeply. "This is how you'll do it, you keep taking my energy whenever we fuck. It will be a matter of times until you conceive my kid...."

"But.... how long do I have to keep doing this with you?" she asked uneasily. "What if we only do this once and then again, and I get pregnant by that?"

"Oh, I would be careful of that," he smirked. "I can smell when you're close to your ovulation, so you shouldn't get worry too much." He growled softly, as his hand moving down to cup the back of his new wife's thigh. "As a matter of fact.... we don't have to wait so long to fuck again."

"What? No, wait, Renji--" Rukia said but she was suddenly pinned to her back as the nue leaned over her. She looked at him with widened eyes, realizing that he was completely nude once the bedsheets fell off. She didn't want to look at what was hanging over her stomach, but Renji grinned as he leaned close to her face.

"This is what I want to see.... to have our moment under the natural light," he purred.

"But...." Rukia muttered, but couldn't think of a way to get out of this. But.... the thought of being taken by him was making her lower regions tingle with odd pleasure. Was it from the remnants of last night that was making her this way....? Renji seemed to notice that, as he sniffed the air and purred.

"So you do want this, Rukia....?" he growled softly.

"No, I--"

"Don't worry.... I won't just ram right in," he said, as he crawled back until he positioned between her legs. "Like humans, I prefer foreplay, to give you some pleasure so I want you to want me.... Pretty much like what I did to you in the bathroom a while back." Rukia looked at him in slight confusion, before Renji gripped at her underwear and pulled it down.

"But.... what are you doing....?" she muttered quietly. Renji just smirked at her as he grasped behind her knees and pushed her legs apart.

"What do you think, Rukia....?" he grinned, his fingers tickled down to her exposure. "I wanna see if you taste any different now that you're a woman...." Rukia blinked in slight confusion, until she noticed fur growing out of the back of his hands. She looked back at him, seeing that he was morphing into his other self as the mattress sank a little under his now heavier weight. Renji chuckled a little, using his thumbs to spread open her small but winking entrance. He purred with interest, her scent from her secretion had changed just slightly but it could be that it was mixed with his old semen.

Rukia shivered as her cheeks tingled with embarrassment from being leered at, wondering what the nue was planning to do with her. With another purr, Renji laid down on his stomach, his face a few inches from the winking hole, before he darted his slimey tongue out to lick over the sensitive area. "Ah! What're you doing....?!" she gasped sharply, but her husband quickly held down her legs and lapped over her clitoris. The petite girl's body flinched at the unknown pleasure and she looked down at him in absoulte surprise, and Renji looked back with a teasing gleam in his narrowed eyes.

"As expected, you tasted different from before...." he rumbled. "Not that it really matter, but seeing you trying to get outta my hold means that you don't know what to think. Whether you want me to stop, or...." The tip of his tongue wiggled at the oozing entrance and Rukia whimpered and writhed at the sensitive feeling. "Do you want me to keep going, to see how it will end up....?"

"I.... I...." Rukia whimpered softly. She wanted to deny his actions, but it might spur him on and have his way. Then again.... even if she does give in to him, it would just prove to him that she was fully ready to be his wife and carry his children.

"Well.... your body's telling me to go on, and I can't help it," purred Renji. "Not when your juices kept pouring out for me to taste...."

"But-- Hnnhh....!" she whined out as Renji licked and slurped at her womanhood. She shook, feeling her body getting warm and tingly, much like last night.

"Hmm, seems like my venom can work down here as well," he rumbled. "But to be sure...." He wiggled his tongue against the tiny opening, pushing through the clenching muscles as Rukia whined softly.

"P-please...." she moaned a little. She shouldn't try to fight it so much, not when Renji was giving her pleasure firsthand instead of taking her body whenever he pleases. Her stomach quivered at the wet slimey feeling inside her before the teen arched her back slightly. "Ren.... Renji...." she panted.

Hearing his name, her husband purred deeply against her womanhood. With one clawed hand, he reached up to grope at her covered breast. Rukia bit her lip from moaning too much when he was pinching around the nipple, instead she grasped at his hand that was fondling her. "W-wait a minute...." she moaned. "I.... I won't fight it.... I am your wife, and this is my duty...." Renji purred again, looking up at her as his human wife pulled up the silky fabric to show off her small breasts.

Slurping at her sexual secretion, he pulled his tongue out and licked his lips as he sat up. ".... So you really accept this role of yours, that you're willing to have sex with me until you carry my kid?" he muttered.

".... Yes, Renji, I'll carry your child if that's what you want," Rukia panted with a nod. "If it means that you get me pregnant before I'm ready, then it was meant to be.... if you're happy about it."

With a rumbling sound straight from his chest, Renji loomed over her and leaned close to her face. "I'd be happy if your pregnancy happens after you absorb enough of my energy, Rukia...." he rumbled. "I'll admit it, my demon instincts wants to impregnate you, to mark you as my claimed mate. But I've lived so long to learn how to hold back, so there's really no need to worry...." With that, he pressed his lips against hers for a kiss, and Rukia kissed back though with some hesitance. She felt his skillful tongue playing with hers before feeling the bitter-tasting saliva down her throat.

"Hahh...." she breathed for air as Renji moved away and sat back on his heels. "Your venom...."

"I'll keep doing it until your body is used to me, so don't worry about it," he muttered. "Then again.... my pheromone should be potent enough for you to want more," he then grinned, seeing the apprehensive look on Rukia's face.

"I don't think...." she mumbled. But Renji purred, moving to lay beside her as he pulled her to his strong chest.

"I know what you're thinking.... that the pheromone makes my dick smell disgusting, huh?" he rumbled. "Maybe it's because you're a human. But even someone like you would quiver by the scent of it. I saw the wanton look on your face when you smelled it last night...."

"Ehh...." Rukia grimaced a little at that. She wasn't sure why that reeking smell had made her lightheaded and even made her wanting more.

".... Position you back against my chest, Rukia...." he purred. "I want you to feel me better this way. Of me banging against your small precious womb...." Rukia shivered at the thought of it but nodded, feeling his extra warm body heat against her back. Renji purred deeply and patted her flat stomach. "I wonder if our future kid will be small once he or she grows in there," he rumbled, his serpent tail lightly coiled around her slim leg before lifting it up. "The thought of your stomach getting fat to carry a strong offspring is actually getting to me.... I can't wait for that to happen, Rukia."

"Ah...." Rukia glanced down to see the animal-like member erecting right between her spread legs. Under the sunlight, the color of it seemed bolder with dark veins throbbing under the reddish-pink skin. And she could smell the terrible pheromone, but it was making her body aroused with delight and Renji could sense that and chuckled.

"How about it, Rukia....? You want me to shove my smelly disgusting dick into your baby hole?" he teased her. Rukia blushed at his question and shook her head.

"Don't make me say yes...." she whimpered

"Oh, so you do want this...." he purred, reaching down to position his erection against her wet entrance. "Okay then.... If that's what you want, my dearest wife."

"Ah... Ahh!" Rukia winced as he began to push in, feeling the hot throbbing organ pushing through the inner muscles.

"You're as tight as before, Rukia, like you're still a virgin.... but you're resisting against me a little," he purred with a light chuckle. "All right, I'll play this game...." Slowly, he inched himself in, and Rukia whimpered softly from the intrusion. Whether it was from the venom or the pheromone, she was getting woozy though her body was tingling with a sense of odd pleasure, as her hands clenched at the bedsheets.

"Ahh....!" she whimpered when Renji gave a sharp thrust, jabbing at her enclosed cervix as her husband chuckled a little.

"You felt that, didn't you....?" he rumbled. "That's your cervix, it's the entrance of your precious womb. That's where our babies gonna grow...." He reached out to grasp for her tiny hand and firmly placed it over her flat stomach. "See....? Can you feel my baby-making meat in your stomach, Rukia?" he purred. Rukia shuddered, she could feel the thick organ just under the skin and a thin layer of body fat.

"Goodness...." she whimpered.

"It's like you already got a baby in there...." he purred, nuzzling into her hair. "Now that I think about it.... Remember what I said about playing a game? About getting you pregnant?"

"Huh....?"

"I know you're not yet ovulating.... but let's say that you are, but you don't want to get pregnant," he rumbled. "You can't have a baby, but I want you to have it...."

"Wha.... what....?" Rukia gasped in utter shock and stared up at him. "Wh-what do you mean....?"

"It's just a little game, I wanna tease you about it," he smirked. "All this talk about making babies is really turning me on. And with you resisting me, I felt even more turned on at the thought of impregnating you against your will. That's all you have to do.... moan that you don't want to get pregnant, but I won't stop myself until I pour my seed into your womb."

"But-- Ahh....!" Rukia winced as Renji pulled out before slamming back in, jabbing at her cervix again. "N-no...."

"No what, Rukia....?" he teased as he pulled out again, slowly this time as Rukia shuddered.

"P-please, I don't--ahh!" she moaned out when he thrust back in, her tight muscles clenched around the hot organ out of reflex. "I don't.... I don't...."

"Huh....?"

"I don't.... want to have a baby so soon," she whimpered softly, shutting her eyes tightly from the coming tears for going along with this. Yet for some reason.... her body was getting excited for the thought of it, of being forcibly impregnated by her demonic husband. "P-please, Renji, I can't have a baby.... M-my body won't handle it...."

"Don't worry, you'll get used to it after the first several childbirths," purred Renji as he continued, grinning at the sweet smell of her oozing secretion as the wet inner muscles contracted around him with each thrust. "As a matter of fact.... I'd like to see you give birth to each and every baby we have. Would that excite you, me watching you as you pushed out a new life down here....?"

"N-no..." whimpered Rukia. But she moaned out when Renji groped at her breasts. "S-stop it....! You can't make me have a baby, Renji...."

"Oh, I'm sure that you'll make a great mother to my many offsprings...." he purred deeply. "And you will feed them with these cute little tits. I bet they'll get big with milk between the pregnancies.... Maybe I'll get a taste of it, Rukia, if you're willing to carry our baby."

Rukia shook her head and grasped at the large hand that was cradling her stomach. Even though it was just a game, she wondered if Renji would actually do that to her some day, to make her have his child regardless of her protests. And if that were to happen.... what could she say to her best friend that her womb would be full of nue babies from now on?

"You're trying to milk me out, Rukia...? You keep squeezing me as if you want to have my child," rumbled Renji. "You know.... we could really try it during your summer break. That way, you can take a year off school once the second semester is over. Would you like that, Rukia....? Your body holding a part of yourself, inside here?"

"Nghh....! I-I can't, I don't want to be a mother so soon--"

"No.... I'm being serious this time," he growled softly as he slowed his movements to a stop. Confused, Rukia opened her teary eyes and looked up at him, seeing that his garnet eyes were glowing. "I thought about letting you finish high school so you can bear my children. But.... if we keep on fucking like this, about several times a week, you can absorb enough of my energy and be able to concieve by the time second semester starts."

"But.... I thought you agreed with my brother to let me finish school," she panted.

"True, but you've forgotten that I asked for a young teen girl to be my bride in the contract so she can have my children," he rumbled. "There were no such things as high schools back in my days, so if you get pregnant by sixteen, that's actually fine by me."

"But--" Rukia winced when Renji suddenly pulled out of her, feeling a strange gaping emptiness inside her before the nue shifted his much larger body.

"Like I said, we have plenty of time to do this," he grinned, nudging Rukia to her back as he positioned himself between her legs. "After all, I really don't want to impregnate you so soon, so we'll try everything we can for you to get ready...."

"But.... Really, I don't want to be pregnant, Renji," she whined. "I'm not ready for it."

"But you just said that you're willing yourself to be my wife, Rukia," he rumbled. "You agreed to it, including bearing my offsprings. You cannot take it back, no matter what...." he purred, reaching down to touch the girl's stretched out entrance. Rukia winced at her sensitive area being touched, before Renji pushed his member back into her.

"Ahh...!" she moaned out, her muscles already shaping around the throbbing erection as her small legs were lifted and pushed back.

"We will do this, Rukia.... And during your periods, you can just suck me off and drink my spunk," growled Renji, and Rukia flinched at that.

"Your what....?! But it smells disgusting....!" she exclaimed in disbelief. Renji blinked at that but chuckled as he began thrusting. "Ah! W-wait a minute....!" she moaned by the repeated assaults against her tender spot. "P-please, Renji....! I can't have a baby....!"

"My sperm are infused with the pheromone, Rukia, that's why it has a pungent smell," he purred as he licked his lips. "So.... along with my venom and my pheromone as well as my semen, if you consume them in any way, your body will naturally want more. And right now.... I'm gonna give to you right now, I'm getting close. Your womb's gonna be filled up with my warm babies...."

"Ughh...!" Rukia clawed at her stomach that kept protruding from his harsh thrusts, panting with her mouth hanging open. Her violet-blue eyes stared with unfocused vision and her mind muddled with numbing pleasure. With the way Renji was doing to her, she was really afraid of giving in to him. By doing that, she might have to spend her sixteenth birthday with her husband rubbing and cradling her growing stomach.

The wet slick sounds of the nue's hard penis going in and out of her hole was getting Renji excited. He could feel his lower stomach tightening by the second and in turn he bucked faster. Seeing that his teen bride writhing and moaning underneath him, he thought about more games he could think of with her. He would make her beg to carry his offsprings if that's what it take.

"I got it.... fuck! Gahhh....!" he snarled out with one last thrust, jamming against her abused cervix as his animal-like member engorged for a second or two.

"A-ahhh....!" Rukia whimpered out as a sudden white-hot gush of his sperm poured out. "Ahh....! S-so hot....!" she whimpered weakly.

"Grrhhh...." snarled Renji, shooting through the small opening of the cervix as his stomach muscles tensed up with each splurt of ejaculation. The rancid scent of the climax was evident as the semen started to ooze out of Rukia, who flinched at the warm clenching feeling in her stomach. "Fuck.... fuck...." he growled as he promptly pulled out of her. But he wasn't finished, and suddenly splurted out the yellowish gunky substance onto Rukia's stomach.

"Ugh...." Rukia grimaced slightly and looked down at herself. The semen looked like old curdled yogurt as it thickly trickled to her navel. Renji simply chuckled, catching her attention, as he let go of her legs and scooped up his aftermath from her gaping entrance.

"Tell me the truth, Rukia.... How does my semen actually smell like to you....?" he grinned.

"Ehh.... must you know now....?" she panted wearily.

"Well, you have to consume it if you don't wanna get fucked during your period," he chuckled. "Come on, what do you think of the smell, Rukia?"

".... Like expired cottage cheese mixed in with garbage juice...." she mumbled reluctantly.

"Huh, really....? I'm so used to it that I've never thought of it like that." His snake-like tail slithered to coil behind her, and pulled her up to sit. Rukia nearly recoiled at the sight of the thick semen in the demon's hand. It was bad enough that she was having sex without protection, but.... to eat something like that? ".... What're you waiting for, Rukia....? Just one lick should be suffice," he purred deeply.

"I... but it reeks terribly," she grimaced weakly. And yet, her body was saying otherwise as her stomach clenched with anticipation. It must be the natural chemicals within the pheromone that was making her mind fuzzy, now that she was staring at the goopy liquid so close to her face. Still, she hesitated for a moment before she stuck out her tongue.

"That's it...." he rumbled, watching as his teen wife took a small lap at the semen. Almost instantly, Rukia prickled at the very sharp and sour taste of it with the reflexive need to gag. Like the smell, Renji's semen tasted like a rotten mix of old cheese and milk. She couldn't posibly do this for him. But.... if it was either this or get pregnant much sooner than expected, she might have to swallow her pride for the next several months. She lapped it up, this time taking in more of the stuff that felt like thick glue on her tongue before managing to swallow it.

"Ugh...." she frowned in disgust. Initially, she thought for sure that she was going to puke it out, considering the vulgar taste of it. But for some reason, her stomach settled soon after she swallowed and she frowned in slight confusion. Why did that happen?

"Something wrong, Rukia....?" rumbled Renji and she looked at him.

".... I didn't throw up from that," she muttered.

"Good thing too, this is an alternative way to consume my energy," he sighed in his growl-like voice.

"So.... now what? You want me to have your baby around the second semester of school, Renji, even though I don't feel ready for it....?" she frowned. Renji gazed at her but smirked as his stained hand reached down between her legs. "Ahh...! What are you doing?!" she gasped when he groped at her womanhood, with his fingers prodding at her oozing entrance.

"We have plenty of days ahead of us," he purred. "And I have plenty of ways of making you begging for my nasty-smelling dick. I wasn't lying of you becoming a great mother, Rukia. Nature will take its course, and your own instincts will make you nuture our babies." Rukia felt his chest vibrating with another deep purr as he tenderly rubbed at her stomach. But she was still apprehensive of being a young mother, giving birth to several half-breeds by the time she reaches twenty.

".... If I do this for you, will you let finish my education?" she asked quietly.

"Hmm, of course," he rumbled. "There's such thing as tutors to teach you at home. But don't worry about it so much, Rukia.... It's gonna be fine for the both of us."

"Yeah, just the both of us...." she nodded just slightly, looking away. Yet only her brother and even her best friend would be hurt by her cornered decision.

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"Grimmy! Grimmy....!" Almost on cue, Grimmjow braced for impact just before Ichigo ran for a hug. The five-year-old girl, with her orange hair tied up with tiny pigtails, squeezed around his leg. She was greeted back with a pat on the head before she let go of him. Looking up at him, the cat demon smirked a little as he reached down to pick her up. No one in front of the school noticed him picking up a child that wasn't his, since Ichigo was dutifully instructed to meet Grimmjow a block down from the building on her own, sensing his presence very easily.

"Hey there, kid," he smirked as he started to walk, noticing a folded paper in her hand. "What's that? A permisson slip for your parents, Ichigo?"

"Oh, that.... no, Grimmy...." she answered, sporting a sheepish frown.

"Hm, what's the matter, then?"

"My teacher said you're not real...." she pouted.

"Huh? Again, kid?" he sighed deeply. "Your mother told you that you can't discuss about demons around regular people, especially about me. I can't be seen by those who thinks I'm a bad guy or something."

"You're not a bad guy, you're good, Grimmy....!" huffed Ichigo.

"Well, nobody else would know that," he muttered, shaking his roughly tousled hair. As the cat demon stopped at the crosswalk, his cyan eyes caught a sight of a mother holding hands with a child close to his charge's age. As he had expected, the woman frowned uneasily and took a step away, as if he was perceived as a troublemaker. ".... Back to the subject, what's that you got there, kid?" he asked. Ichigo smiled shyly and hid her face into the crook of his neck.

"You wouldn't like it...." she mumbled. Grimmjow responded with a soft purr, as he got the light and crossed the street.

"I might like it, I won't be mad about it," he smirked. "Let me see...." With some encouragement, Ichigo unfolded the paper. Grimmjow looked at it, and nearly snorted out a chuckle. It was a crayon drawn picture of a giant white cat, with what looked like a mane of spikey blue hair and pointed teeth in a big grin. What was more silly was that the cat appeared to be wearing black socks instead of having paws. Next to the cat, however, there was what looked like a person with a triangular body and stick-like arms.

But he smiled, knowing who it was judging by the orange crayon used to color the hair. ".... I'm not this ugly, Ichigo," he smirked, and Ichigo huffed at his teasing demeanor.

"But that's how you actually look like, Grimmy....!" she pouted. "You got big sharp teeth and wild hair and everything!"

"True, but this makes me silly rather than scary," he replied.

"But.... you're not scary at all, Grimmy...." Ichigo frowned, and Grimmjow blinked at that. "You're a good guy.... you make me and Mommy safe, like a policeman." Grimmjow glanced at her innocent face and frowned. But he purred to reassure her as he nuzzled into her hair.

"You're right, kid, I am a good guy," he muttered softly. "But like in those fairy tales, there are scary monsters walking around, but I'm here to protect you. Am I right?"

".... Yeah," she nodded, seeing him smiling and she smiled back. "Can we get some ice cream on the way home, Grimmy?"

"Tch, I'm not falling for that again," he then grumbled. "You mother warned me if I let you eat ice cream before dinner one more time, she'll make me eat ten gallon's worth. And trust me, you wouldn't want to see that."

"Oh, why not?"

".... It's not a pretty sight to see, I'll tell you that much...."

Ichigo groaned a little, feeling a dull headache coming on as she hunched over her desk. Yesterday's shocking news had finally gotten to her, after finding out the real truth of the contract connecting her to Grimmjow. As a matter of fact, yesterday felt like a blur but Grimmjow didn't seem to notice her unusual behavior, even when she had cooked his food. The cat demon also didn't mind if the meat was still raw on the inside and practically inhaled the whole burger with egg and all.

She didn't get it, how could the one person who had looked after her since birth would relent to the terms....? But wait.... those seven years he had wasted, not contacting the family because of her blaming him over Misaki's death, it seemed to worsen her thoughts over the realization. If her mother had lived, being alive now that she was a teenager, would she have readily accept the truth herself?

"Shit...." she grumbled. Grimmjow didn't seem to suspect a thing out of her when he walked her to school. But she felt unnaturally uncomfortable around him now, as she kept stiffened up whenever he would get too close. She couldn't even look at him the same way again, when he habitually resorted to sleep without a shirt. Sure, he had the same physique as long as she could remember but to notice the chiseled abdomen out in the open felt suddenly unsettling. As a matter of fact, she wondered if her father had knew about this.

He had to know, underneath the goofy facade he had always sported he had to hold down the burden over his daughter's fate. She wondered if getting Grimmjow back to her life was the only way for the contract to be fulfilled. She frowned, there was no way that she could do something like this, it was like becoming intimate with a close friend. If only Rukia could be here right now, she needed someone to talk to right now--

".... Ichigo? Are you okay?"

Ichigo sat up with a startle, before looking up to see Rukia standing in front of her. "Rukia....!" she breathed in relief with a smile and her friend smiled back in return. "I was so worried about you, Rukia....!" she said, standing up to hug her.

"Ah, right, I know...." the petite girl nodded, sporting a small smile. Ichigo didn't seem to notice it at the moment, that she was 'marked' by her new husband after initiating the marriage. Renji, deciding to stay at the estate until earlier this morning, nuzzling and rubbing his scent onto her to prove that she was taken in the demon community. Apparently, Ichigo didn't really know the nue's scent was lingering over her, as the other teen was more concerned about the other thing.

"Tell me, before the bell rings...." she muttered quietly, with a stressed frown. "I.... I know the real reason about your absence. But.... did it really happen? This.... marriage with Renji....?"

".... Yeah," nodded Rukia, her skin prickling with goosebumps at the memory of her virginity being taken by him. "But it's all right, Ichigo," she responded immediately. "Renji, he's a little different to handle, but he's trying to help me deal with this idea of marriage."

"Huh? Are you sure about that?" frowned Ichigo.

"Yes, yes.... I'll still go to school and everything, so there's no need to worry," she said, but still she was worried about Ichigo finding out her truth of becoming pregnant sooner than planned. Knowing her, Ichigo would really downright mutilate his man parts if she were to find out.

"Well.... I will bash him bloody if he dares to hurt you," sighed Ichigo as she sat back down. "I'll teach him a real meaning of 'endangered species' if that's what it takes."

".... Heh, I'll make sure to warn him, Ichigo," Rukia smiled, this time sincerely and went to her desk. "Speaking of demons, how's Grimmjow doing?" she asked.

"Oh.... I forgot to tell you, Rukia!" the teen smiled. "We.... we made up, we sat down and talked it over. I.... I don't blame him for Mom's death, it was never his fault over it."

"Oh, I'm so relieved for you, Ichigo."

"Yeah.... but it's a bit strange now, considering that it's been years since we last saw each other," she nodded. "And now we're going to Tokyo this Friday, to establish our licenses now that we are partners...."

"Geez, you're so lucky," Rukia sighed. "I mean, sure, I've went to Okinawa and the ski resorts in the mountains. But for some reasons, my brother wouldn't let me visit that city. Maybe because half of people there are actually demons."

"Well, it is a big city...." she muttered, just before the bell rang. "I'll tell you later, okay....?"

"Sure." But both of them were shuddering with their minds hurting from holding so much secrets, unknowingly keeping it from one another at that.

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With his demonic instincts instantly hackling up, Grimmjow growled and huffed as he paced in front of the school wall. Kisuke was specific of staying outside the property to avoid trouble, but he couldn't help but feel uneasy. It was rather faint, but he smelled the scent of that annoying nue around here. He wondered if that Renji was present, but if that was the case then it meant that Ichigo's friend had returned. Still, he wouldn't have to wait for long, as he heard the dismissal bell ringing.

Moments later, the students flooded out, and he calmed down in time to zoom in on Ichigo. And it seemed that he was right about Rukia coming back. Suddenly, the scent of nue had gotten stronger and his nostrils flared in agitation. "Oh.... hey there, Grimmjow," greeted Ichigo as she and Rukia walked up to him. But the cat demon glared down at the petite girl, who frowned in confusion.

"Uh, Grimmjow....?" she frowned, as Grimmjow took a deep inhale.

".... You reek of that monkey's disgusting scent," he grumbled. Ichigo blinked at that, wondering what he meant by that.

"Oh, uh, Renji simply hugged me before I left for school, that could be it," Rukia answered.

"Tch, if you think so...." Grimmjow huffed, before starting to walk ahead. "That demon's the type to bite you with venom, if you ask me...."

"Bite...? What does he mean by that, Ichigo?" Rukia frowned at her friend.

"Well.... Long story short, I was an ass to bother Renji again and he and Grimmjow fought," Ichigo muttered, walking after Grimmjow.

"What? Don't tell me that's the reason you two made up," she frowned in a scolding manner. Ichigo simply shrugged, noticing the fair distant between them and the disgruntled cat demon. Just the thought of Renji seemed to make him irritated, if the scent of the nue was bothering him that much.

".... So tell me the truth, are you really okay with this whole marriage thing?" she asked quietly. "To be honest, I'm worried for you.... You have no say in this all because you're contracted to be his wife, Rukia."

"Yeah, that much is true...." Rukia sighed. "But.... I don't think Renji would do anything to give my family grief, as long as I abide to the contract."

"Really....? I see," Ichigo frowned but smiled a little. "Don't worry about it, we should hang out this coming weekend. That's the night of the full moon, and Grimmjow will transform into his real self. You wanna stay over and see?"

"Oh, sure, it's been a while I've seen it," smiled Rukia, before looking around. "Guess I'll see you later, Ichigo," she said.

"Okay, later, Rukia," Ichigo said as she waved to her departing friend. But as she watched Grimmjow and Ichigo leaving as well, Rukia frowned deeply over the plans. She wondered.... asking Renji for permisson just to spend the weekend with her friend. The nue was truthfully determined of preparing her body as quickly as possible to create the pregnancy.

".... I might come to your estate a few times during the week," he had mentioned to her earlier this morning. "But we have the weekends to keep trying.... Don't worry about it, Rukia...."

Rukia could only sigh. Even with a sense of freedom Renji had promised her, it still felt like she doesn't have a say of any matter. But still, she could try and ask if it was okay to stay over, even though he had a conflict with Grimmjow days ago.

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"Huh.... why are you keeping such a distance, Grimmjow? Rukia's long gone," Ichigo realized, by now they had reached the suburban area but Grimmjow was striding ahead by several steps. Looking at his body language, he seemed slouchful even with each step, like a sulking housecat strolling around. Grimmjow glanced over his shoulder and grimaced with a slight baring of his teeth.

"You reek also, kid...." he grumbled.

"Huh? How do I smell?" Ichigo frowned in slight annoyance.

"You got that monkey scent all over you, and I don't like it," he scoffed.

"Oh... oh right, I hugged Rukia today so that must be it," she sighed deeply. "Come on, Grimmjow, it's not like I'm contagious."

"That's the thing.... it wasn't a simple hug she had gotten from him," he frowned as he slowed down his walking. Ichigo blinked at that and frowned, and the demon noticed her confusion. "He had marked her as his mate, so to speak, rubbing his scent onto her so no other suitors would dare touch her. The marriage part is probably the human thing to do, you should know that most demons mark their mates after choosing them like how animals would do, by their scents or even by bites."

"But.... Rukia didn't choose," frowned Ichigo.

"But that monkey did, he wanted the first born daughter specifically," Grimmjow huffed. "The other female members of her clan are available, but he only wants her. Nothing can be changed about it." His answers were brash to Ichigo's ears but that much was true, as she reached up to him.

"Nothing can be changed, huh....?" she muttered. ".... What if I wanted a new partner instead of you, but I can't choose what I want because of the contract?"

"Huh?" This time, Grimmjow halted his steps and turned to her. Ichigo stopped as well, but she reflexively made eye contact with the demon's sharp piercing gaze. "You rather not have me as a partner, Ichigo....?" he questioned, his rumbling tone laced with seriousness as he narrowed his eyes.

"What? N-no, no....! I meant it as a hypothetical question, Grimmjow!" she answered. "I only wonder if Mom would have given me the option to choose my own partner instead of you being assigned to me. I mean, I'm sure you didn't have a choice of being stuck to the contract--"

"I want to do it, Ichigo...." frowned Grimmjow, and the teen blinked in surprise.

"What do you mean....?" she asked with a frown. "Does it have to do with me gaining this crazy power Mom was talking about?"

"I'm the only one who knows of her burden, and that power within you will grow and attracts demons to you," he said. "Even most Class-A demons would see you as a 'threat' to their existence, because this power.... well, it's hard to explain, but it's really fucking serious."

"And you weren't affected by it? How?" she questioned.

"I already told you, it's really hard to spell it out with words but when the time is right.... you'll understand," he shook his head as he started to walk again.

"But....! Why can't I understand it now? Can't you just tell me--" Ichigo pressed on. But she didn't get a chance to even notice Grimmjow to move so fast, feeling a sharp gasp rushing out of her lungs as she was pinned against a concrete house gate. Luckily, there weren't any people around witnessing Grimmjow gripping the teen's wrists firmly as he let out a soft growl.

".... I chose to be by your side, Ichigo, simple as that," he growled, staring at her stunned expression. With his hyper-sensitive hearing, he could hear her heartbeats thumping in her chest as well as her pulse in her throat. She was clearly caught off-guard despite being a hunter, but a novice one at that. "I will stay as your partner, and protect you as much as I can from any threat...." he breathed as he leaned close to her face, his nostrils flared at the mingling mix of her natural scent and the faint lingering one of that nue. His instincts wanted to mark her just like how Renji had done with Rukia, to make her his own.

It was getting too hard, much too hard. With the full moon coming closer as well as Ichigo's hormones flaring out from what he could smell, he was getting internally angsty for sexual needs he had long forgotten. "Grimmjow....?" muttered Ichigo warily, noticing the cat demon's eyes glowing brightly. Strange, even as a hunter, she didn't feel threatened by his actions. Instead, she felt more anxious than she had ever been. All because of that truth about the contract, when him now being so close to her.

She stared back, taking a deep breath before she finally nodded. ".... All right, I understand," she relented. "When it happens, it happens. I'll take my chances and endure this power, right....?" Grimmjow stared at her critically for moment but took a deep sigh and let go of her.

"You're pretty persistent, you know that?" he sighed.

"Sorry...." frowned Ichigo. Grimmjow glanced at her and smirked a little.

"Doesn't matter.... Let's go, you need to put those clothes in the washer to get rid of that stench," he said. "Not to mention an hour-long shower at that. Or maybe two hours at least."

"Tch, is it really that bad....?" she grumbled, sniffing at her sleeve. "I don't even smell Renji's scent. If anything, I did smell a hint of men's deodorant spray when I hugged Rukia."

"Probably because he reeks so much...." huffed Grimmjow, wrinkling his nose at the thought of it.

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A sharp smell of blood jolted Grimmjow out of his already light slumber, he blinked and sat up from the futon and looked around the dark room. His instincts alerted him but nothing was out of the ordinary. In fact, Ichigo was in bed sleeping. But he sniffed the air again. The blood was coming from the teen's direction, and he frowned. He was afraid of that after enduring the scent of her 'heat' this past week, as he growled softly.

This was something he would have to get used to for months to come. He got up but grabbed his bedsheets along. He looked back at Ichigo, who huddled close to herself. Even in sleep, she seemed to be in pain due to natural bodily functions, as her eyebrows furrowed in discomfort. There was nothing he could do about it, but his instincts were hackling up again. His heart throbbed with the strong animalistic urge to change, now that the full moon was already close.

Maybe if he were to morph into his partial form, then he would feel better, as he stepped out of the bedroom and went downstairs. The living room was dark and quiet, which comforted him. After plopping the bedsheets onto the couch, Grimmjow decided to shed off his clothes. "Hahh...." he sighed deeply and shuddered, feeling his lower body shifting into feline-like legs with soft white fur covering his limbs. His clawed hands reached up to feel his new haircut grew down back and frowned. Sometimes he wondered why he have no control over the lunar effects on his body.

He was the mixed offspring of two different cat demons and yet the power of the werecat was so dominant, even his bakeneko mother was lost for words over his condition. He remembered being told that he would unwillingly transform under the full when she was pregnant with him, when she would feel more than the usual kicking movements during that specific night. Even as a infant, she would cradle him in reassurance after shifting into a kitten-like animal. But now, he was used to it after living for a century, but it was bothersome to do it against his own mental will.

Sighing out a yawn, he moved to lie down when his cat-like ears perked up at the movements from upstairs. ".... Shit, shit...." It was Ichigo, he heard, shuffling probably for the bathroom. But fatigue was overriding his curiosity, as he laid down and nestled into the cushions. After a brief moment of quiet solitude, his ears suddenly twitched at the sound of the bathroom sink running water. Random noises usually wouldn't bother him but he was more wary about it during the night as he looked up to see her form walking down the stairs.

"..... Grimmjow, you down there?" she mumbled tiredly.

".... Yeah," sighed Grimmjow. With his demonic eyes being used to the darkness, he watched her stumbled a little before gaining her footing and reached for the couch.

"You're not sleeping in my room....?" she asked softly.

"Not tonight. I can smell, well.... your lady problems just now and it was bothering me," he mumbled uncomfortably.

"Oh.... shit, that woke me up also," she frowned awkwardly. "No wonder I was feeling queasy in my sleep, it probably just-- wait, why am I explaining it to you?"

"Dunno...." Ichigo stared at Grimmjow, or tried to due to lack of light. But she knew that he had shifted into his partial form, maybe it had to do with the full moon coming in the next couple of nights. ".... You should get back to sleep, kid. Today's Friday, we got this big shit to do."

"Okay...." nodded Ichigo. "Good night, Grimmjow...."

"Night, kid...." he mumbled. The teen nodded again before finding her way back upstairs. Grimmjow watched her disappear before he finally calmed down. Ichigo found a way to conceal said lady problems, but he still smelled the fresh blood anyway. With his split tail thumping lazily against the cushions, he relaxed his body and closed his eyes. His wild instincts from his werecat side told him to keep one eye open for any danger, but there was no reason to be that as there were no other demons in the area.

Shifting to lie on his back, he let out a deep sigh. Since he had lost his identification card, he really do have to get a brand-new one at the headquarters. Meaning.... he would have to endure plenty of tests before he could be considered 'civilized' once again. When he left Karakura Town, his old card was only a year away from being renewed. And when he first applied for it over twenty yers ago, it was considered simple, almost like a regular ID a human would get at a DMV. But from what Kisuke had relayed it to him, with the modern science evolving greatly, the testing have became more complex.

And with one test he was told to take.... He gritted his sharp teeth in his sleep. This one wasn't really connected to getting his license, but that usually goofy hunter wanted to make sure if he was actively capable for the contract to go through. After all, he was a mixed-breed demon.

"Damn it all...."

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Ichigo just frowned at the message she had received from Rukia. It wasn't her fault that Kisuke decided to go to Tokyo first thing in the morning instead of after school. After all, it might take all day to apply, as she responded back. "I'm.... going to Tokyo right now," she mumbled as she texted on her phone. "The headquarters might take all day with my license." But barely five seconds after sending the message, her phone beeped with a reply from her friend.

'Not fair, I'm going to be alone at school!'

"Whatever...." sighed Ichigo as she put away the device. She looked up, seeing Grimmjow sitting across from her, as the bullet train sped smoothly for the destination. He seemed rather irritated of being so close to her by the scent of her personal problems, coupled with the full moon coming tomorrow night at that. He distractedly stared out the window by his seat with a grimaced face as he kept letting out soft growls. "Uh.... Grimmjow?" she frowned.

".... Yeah?" grumbled Grimmjow, his narrowed eyes focused on the window.

"Um, you don't have to do this, we could've just waited until Monday to apply," she said. Grimmjow merely huffed, which didn't really answer her question and she frowned. "If you think you want to get it over with, then you better be careful. I'm not sure if you can handle being around so many people."

".... I'll be fine, kid. Right after we're done, it's straight home," he muttered. "You should know what happens to me just before the full moon, right?"

"Oh, right, I remember...." Ichigo nodded with a sigh. As a little kid, she remembered seeing the cat demon lying on the couch all day before the full moon as if bed-ridden. But she was allowed to be near him around that time, as he was mostly calm by her innocent presence. But she wondered now about his behavior after spending so many years in the forest, slowly regressing into a beast of some sort.

Glancing to her side, she noticed her mentor dozing next to her and she frowned. It was Kisuke's idea to do this yet he was taking it much too easy when she and Grimmjow were stressing over it. The teen looked back at the disgruntled demon, her hands clenching together with anxiety on her mind. The initial shock of finding out the real truth behind the contract had actually died down, but knowing it was very hard to ignore with everything that had rushed over her in less than a month. And now, with Grimmjow as a partner, she wondered if he or someone else will ever tell her when she becomes an adult.

".... You're staring at me," muttered Grimmjow, catching Ichigo's attention when he finally looked back. He really did appear irritated with his furrowed eyebrows fixed, like he didn't want to be bothered by anyone. "You're that worried about me, kid? I'm not gonna lash out if someone bumps into me or something," he sighed.

"Well, who knows....?" she frowned.

"Idiot.... it's only seven years I've lived in the woods, but I'm not that dangerous," he grumbled, scratching through his hair. "Then again, when I first remembered.... After your mother first found me, however, I had to be tied down just before and during the full moon. Spending decades in the wild had made my mind completely demented with beastly instincts, because of my werecat genes. Even in chains, I would snarl at those who comes near me, especially your mother."

"Really? Mom never mentioned such a thing like that," Ichigo remarked.

"As usual, she wouldn't want to worry you," he said. "After all, I'm the 'good' guy.... protecting you from the monsters once believed in those fairy tales." Ichigo blinked at that, surprised that Grimmjow remembered what he had told her when she was a child. Even then, he was her protector anyway. "Anyway, despite warnings of being harmed by me, Masaki tried to comfort me during my transformation with so many attempts. First, she tried to pet my head, and that didn't turn out so well...."

"You hurt her?" Ichigo asked in an incredulous manner.

"I think I headbutted her, she had a wicked bruise on her thigh from the force of it when she fell," mentioned Grimmjow. "She tried again, scratching behind my ears this time. And again I pushed her away.... That girl was pretty damn persistent to do such a thing, trying to treat me like I'm a normal person."

"But what? When did you two really become friends, Grimmjow....?" Ichigo wondered. Despite of the pre-lunar jitters, Grimmjow managed to smirk as he relaxed in his seat.

"After witnessing my transformation for the first time, she came back the morning after," he sighed. "I was exhausted, not to mention naked, from the full moon when she covered me with a blanket and brought me food. I was confused about it, that a hunter like her would care about me without a second thought.... when I was shunned even by my mother's kind. That's because when I was raised by my mother, her sisters barely acknowledged my existence, due to my mixed heritage...."

"Sisters....?" Ichigo blinked in absolute surprise. She had never knew that Grimmjow had a extended family.

"No.... I lived in a geisha house when I was a kid, Ichigo," he said after noticing her reaction. "My mother didn't have any siblings by blood but the females entertainers considered each other as sisters depending on their ranks. But still.... I wasn't welcome in my own home, and when my mother died.... her sisters pretty much ran me out the moment they had the chance." Listening to that last part, Ichigo frowned in disbelief. She felt rather ignorant of how Grimmjow was feeling all that time before coming across her mother. Then again, she was a little kid and had never bothered to question his past before.

"Um.... how old were you, when you were kicked out?" she muttered.

".... Ten," Grimmjow answered without hesitation. That made the teen flinch as she stared at him with widened eyes. The man lost his only parent at a young age, and to be turned away by his mother's sisters to live in the woods for most of his life to add. No wonder he was considered hostile before being saved by her mother, after such a traumatizing event.

"Uh--" Just as she about speak up, both of them heard a beep, catching their attentions.

"Attention, all passengers.... the train will arrive at the Tokyo Station in five minutes..."

At the same time, Kisuke woke up with a refreshing yawn as he stretched out his arms. Ichigo frowned at her mentor, but that was the least of her problems. Aside from his self-exile, Grimmjow was happy to be a part of her family as she had remembered it. And then it was that part in the contract.... of Grimmjow making his own family.... Was that the reason the cat demon had been so lonely for so many years? That he needed something to feel belonged and wanted....?

Before she knew it, the train slowed down to a stop, signalling that they have arrived. "Okay.... we're here!" smiled Kisuke as he practically bounced out of his seat. "Let's get a move on, gang....!"

"Tch...." huffed Grimmjow but got up and Ichigo followed suit as they left the car. As expected of the capital city, Tokyo Station was crowded with people rushing to their destination. "Stay close, kid. It's been a while since I last visited here," Grimmjow muttered, wrapping his strong arm around her shoulders. Ichigo nearly stiffened by the sudden contact but relaxed quickly enough as the three moved for the exit.

Being this close to Grimmjow was making her heart beat so anxiously. She could feel his extra warm body heat against her back. And his natural scent, it had a masculine but clean smell to it, like a house pet that had just taken a bath. Ichigo almost shuddered. Why was she thinking about him like that? Was it because she was really beginning to see him differently now, because of that contract?

Later....

Ichigo blinked in slight amazement at the high-rise office building, wondering if this is really the demon hunter's headquarters in the middle of the city. Even out in the open, she could sense as well as see the concealed demons going in and out of the building in both casual and business attires. Grimmjow, however, scoffed at the sight of it. "How long will it take to do this bullshit....?" he grumbled. But Kisuke merely chuckled, as if he didn't notice his disgruntlement.

"It's still morning, I'm sure we got plenty of time for the application to breeze through," he grinned before going up to one of the glass doors and opening. "After you, guys."

"You're one step away from being mauled out here, you know that?" frowned Grimmjow before turning to Ichigo, who blinked at him. "Come on, kid.... this will take a while, especially on my part."

"Your part? What are you talking, Grimmjow....?" she asked, as they walked inside. Her attention shifted briefly to look around the lobby, which looked like a typical one in any office building with humans and disguised demons mingling about. Across the tiled floor there were about five elevators, before Kisuke went to a second one to the left.

"Well, since I got no proof that I'm not a 'hostile' demon to the human world, I need to go under a few tests," replied Grimmjow. "Think of it as a physical exam at the doctor's, but it's quite different than just a simple blood sample or checking your heartbeats."

"Oh..." Ichigo sighed as they went to the elevator.

"You, on the other hand, just need to file in a simple application on paper," he frowned. "Not that it's biased against us demons, but it makes rather sense since there's so many types of monsters to collect data on."

"It kinda does, if you think about it...." As they got in, Kisuke already punched in a bottom button and the metal doors closed. "What floor are we going, Kisuke?" asked Ichigo, feeling the contraption moving downward.

"The office where you are going to apply as a hunter, Ichigo," Kisuke smiled. "To be honest, this elevator's actually specific of going to the secret basements of the hunter's headquarters, away from the general public. But don't worry about it too much, it's not that intimidating."

"I can say otherwise...." huffed Grimmjow. The contraption shifted and stopped a moment later, before the doors opened again. But the instant they stepped out, Ichigo shuddered by the intense presence of demons on this floor. It was strange, it wasn't that strong on the ground floor. Maybe that was why Grimmjow was uncomfortable of being here, as he growled quietly. "I fucking hate this...." he growled, as they walked through a long white hallway. Ichigo looked up to see a pair of large glass doors at the end.

Curiosity was nagging at her a little, she wondered if the work environment is about as normal as a human one, before Kisuke walked ahead to open the door. This floor had a lobby as well, but it was smaller and there was a reception desk. Behind it was a Western woman in her early twenties with flowing aqua hair. Ichigo looked at her, noticing a pair of small curved horns poking through the strands as the receptionist looked up with yellow-hazel eyes.

"Oh, hello there....! Do you have an appointment--" she smiled but she froze at the sight of Grimmjow, who in turn stiffened as he sniffed the air. "Ah.... a-ahh...." she shuddered with apprehension.

"Ah, is something wrong, Miss?" frowned Ichigo.

"That man.... Is he a werecat?" she questioned with uncertainty. Ichigo blinked at that before looking at Grimmjow. He was just as perplexed, yet his cyan eyes were glowing as he let out a nearly inaudible growl.

"Oh, he's only part werecat but no need to worry! He's just a big housecat who like to laze around like a couch potato....!" Kisuke laughed it off, patting much too eagerly at the cat demon's chest.

"I swear, I'll rip your heart out and eat it in front of your fucking face...." Grimmjow growled threateningly.

"Oh, is that right?" the receptionist sighed in relief. "No wonder, it's just my second-nature to be wary of carnivorous demons, since I'm considered.... food to them."

"Food?" Ichigo frowned in slight confusion.

"Ah, she must be a faun then, a type of goat being associated with nature," Kisuke simply explained. "I'm sorry, Miss...."

"It's Nel," nodded the woman. "And yes, I really am a faun, as you guessed."

"Yes, we don't have an appointment of any kind. But.... applying for partnership, we don't need one right?" he asked.

"Oh.... no, you can just go right through the processing office," Nel nodded. "Hope that would help you guys."

"All right.... let's go, Grimmjow," smiled Kisuke, pushing the distracted demon to another hallway. "That lady's not food...." Grimmjow growled but managed to walk and Ichigo followed after them. She was beginning to think if this was a good idea to come here at all, and they had just arrived for barely a minute.

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'Come to my workplace after school. I wanna talk to you about our situation.'

Staring at the text for a while, Rukia felt anxiety throbbing in her chest. Now that Ichigo was gone for the day, she didn't need to worry her over her deal with Renji. This past few days had been rather calm with the nue, but during the nights he would spend, he would snuggle her through his sleep. Whether it meant to be comforting or not, it was still a struggle to get used to his wandering touches and deep purring.

"Geez...." Rukia sighed deeply, putting away her cell phone as she left the school upon the dismissal bell. She wasn't sure why she was needed by him right now, but she wasn't curious enough to think about it. Instead, she was a bit apprehensive. Renji hadn't coerced her for intercourse this past few nights, but she often noticed that he would make soft growls in his sleep and grind his hips against her thigh. Maybe he was surpressing his sexual appetite, even that was already making her wary.

Going into the city, Rukia walked down the street, remembering the route of the nue's workplace. She hadn't been there yet and she was curious to see what's in there. It wasn't long until she saw the shop with the yellow awning down the block. She felt less apprehensive of coming, but was still anxious nonetheless as she opened the glass door. It appeared like a simple dessert shop, with pastel-colored booths on either side of the small space. It felt warm and colorful, to her opinion, but noticed that the store was surprisingly empty.

Well, empty saved for Renji, when she felt his presence behind the closed back door. ".... Renji?" She called out quietly, stepping halfway through the shop just before the back door opened.

"Hey, you really came," sighed Renji, though he was frowning in annoyance.

"Is.... there something wrong?" she asked.

"The water heater's fucking shot, so I have to wait a while to get a new one before I can open this hell-hole," he frowned. "I swear, I could see why humans often stressed themselves over these things. But enough of that.... come in, we got privacy and I wanna chat with you for a while." Frowning, Rukia nodded a little as she followed after him through the back door. The hallway was very short but there was another door to Renji's right, as he opened it. "This is the break room for the workers-- that is, if I get someone to work here after I get that heater fixed."

"Nobody offered to work here....?" frowned Rukia, looking around the small room furnished with with a small table and a row of lockers on one wall.

"Well, a group of girls were interested but declined when working on the weekends was mentioned, something about having free time," he shrugged before turning to the petite girl. "Oh well.... now that we're alone, there's something I have to tell you right now."

"Okay, what is it--" The nue demon was quick to grab her by the waist, lifting her onto the table. "Hey, what're you doing....?!" she exclaimed in surprise.

"Have you notice something peculiar about me recently, Rukia?" he rumbled quietly, leaning close to her with his strong hands bracing the edge of the table. Rukia stared at him and her eyes widened in surprise.

"You kept spooning me, I've noticed that," she replied softly. At that, Renji smirked as he let out a soft purr.

"Liar, it was more than just a simple snuggling...." he purred before inhaling the air. "By the day, I'm getting more and more aroused, though unintentionally, because you're close to your 'heat'...."

"Huh?"

"You know.... you're unknowingly letting out your scent that signal your instinctive need.... to get pregnant," he smirked, chuckling a little at her stunned reaction. "Don't worry, Rukia. I'm not gonna fuck you now, it's still too soon. But my body's saying otherwise."

"But still.... is that the reason why I'm here?" she frowned in apprehension. Renji rumbled another deep purr as he knelt down before her.

"Nobody will bother us here.... but try to hold back your sounds as much as you can," he rumbled.

"But...." Rukia felt his hands gripping her hips before they traveled down to the edge of her pleated skirt. "I don't know what you're trying to here, Renji--"

"What? I can't enjoy this pleasant scent coming from my wife....?" grinned Renji, though his eyes were glowing as he glanced up at her. "As a matter of fact of that, considering my age, my self-control is strong enough to prevent me from knocking you up at this moment. Now lie back and spread your legs, Rukia...."

"Uhh...." Rukia couldn't think of any way out of this, as she laid down on the hard surface. But decidedly, she reached down to pull up her skirt and grasped at the edge of her underwear.

"Hmm....?" The demon watched her taking it off the article and he purred in interest. She was doing it on her own accord, as she sat up a little to remove her skirt as well. "You taking that off as well, Rukia?"

"I.... don't want it to get dirty before coming home, it sounds a bit more logical," she mumbled.

"Hmm, makes sense...." With the skirt out of the way, Renji watched his young wife hitching up her legs with her face flushed red in embarrassment. With herself fully exposed, he could smell her sexual scent more sharply as he let out a deep growl. "Delicious...." he breathed as he moved forward.

"Ahh...!" the teen girl shuddered the instant she felt his rough tongue lapping over her womanhood. "Ren.... ji...." she mumbled as she looked down. With glowing eyes, her demonic husband looked back, before his skillful appendage wiggled into her small entrance. "Hahh....!" she gasped out.

".... You certainly taste a lot different now that you're ovulating...." he growled with lust as he slurped up the oozing secretion. "It really makes me want you carry my kid right now.... it's my fucking instinct to do it, Rukia...." Rukia winced and leaned back onto her elbows. Her inner thighs quivered with pleasure as she panted softly. Renji was far too talented to be doing this to her, trying to make her give in to him. But it doesn't matter, she has to anyway.

At least the demon was holding back and not trying to impregnate her at moment. She was beginning to feel hot, as she shakily reached up to unbutton her blazer then her blouse. "Renji, stop...." she panted. "It feels so strange...."

"Strange but good, right....?" smirked Renji. He stopped for a moment as his thumbs spread apart the slightly bruised lips to reveal the winking entrance. "Just one orgasm outta you, and then you'll do the same for me...."

"No-- ahh....!" Rukia gasped out in surprise when he suddenly jabbed a finger into her.

"Clenching around my finger so tightly.... do you really miss my manhood that much, Rukia?" he growled softly. "Don't worry.... you'll get it very soon, having you beg for it with or without my aphrodisiac venom."

"Uhnn....!" She flinched when the nue's tongue lapped over her aroused clit. At the same time, he began pumping his finger in and out of her, giving her more pleasure as Rukia shook greatly by his touch. "Renji....! Please....!" she winced.

"Not gonna stop until you climax...." purred Renji. Her scent had gotten stronger from being aroused, and in turn he was getting excited. With his free hand, he reached down to undo his fly as the denim fabric over his legs began to tighten. Guess he would lose his pants if he were to transform right now from his lustful feelings. "Hmm.... so sweet...." he growled as he licked at the flowing juices. "You're getting close, aren't you....?"

"I.... I don't know....!" whimpered Rukia. She practically writhed as tears stung in her clenched eyes. Her legs finally gave out and kicked at the nue's back, the heels of her shoes digging between his shoulder blades. But Renji continued and ignored the pain, pushing a second finger into her. "Ahh....!"

"You keep fighting me, and I'll fuck you even harder once you're 'safe'....!" he sneered with a teasing growl. "And I want us to play our little game again, of you begging me not to knock you up....! You'll feel my hot sperm churning in your filled up womb....!"

"Just.... please....!" she cried softly. "Stop teasing me....!" But her husband ignored her as he decided to nip at the clitoris. She yelped out at the sudden action, it wasn't a hard bite but his sharp teeth were enough to surprise her. Out of response, her inner muscles spazzed around his fingers, gushing out more secretions.

"Perfect...." growled Renji, his tongue collecting the sexual fluids as he swallowed it down. "Was it that so hard for you, Rukia, or are you just gonna keep denying your needs?" he smirked as he licked his lips.

"Ughh.... you're.... such a bully...." she whimpered. Her legs shook a little after that orgasmic effect as tears trickled down her cheeks.

"Bully, am I....? Might as well be," he smirked as he stood up. "And now.... it's my turn," he added, dropping his loose pants and removing them along with his shoes.

"No...." Rukia whimpered softly with a shake of her head. She knew what was coming up, when Renji promised not to have sex with her around these times.

"No moping right now.... Besides, my pheromone will make you think otherwise," grinned Renji, removing his boxers. "If not, then my venom should do the trick, wouldn't you say....?" Snifling a little, Rukia sat up and looked to see him taking off his shirt as well. The muscles in his body flexed just before he morphed into his partial form, growling as his tiger-like legs stepped forward. "Rukia...." he growled, catching her attention.

"But I.... I'm not sure how to do this...." she mumbled with uncertainty. Renji frowned a little, his serpentine tail slithered around slowly.

"Either you accept this obligation I've given to you, or I could just fuck you right here and now. Who knows? The baby could eat out your insides simply because his daddy got too impatient to sire children. Would you rather have that happen to you, Rukia?" Even though his threats lacked any bite, Rukia felt a little frightened about it. Renji didn't really mean it, but it was still a troubling thought. So that was why her body needed to be prepared by absorbing his energy. Without it, the fetus would do more than just taking her body's nutrients.

".... Fine...." she sighed with resignation, as she got off the table with shaky legs. Renji, moving to sit down in a nearby chair, eyed her movements before his teen bride knelt in front of his lap. It was strange, he wasn't even aroused yet she could smell the strong earthy scent emitting from his crotch area. It was still pungent but she tried to push the thought away as Renji sat back.

"Go ahead.... try to get it out," he growled softly, bits of drool trickling out of his mouth as his narrowed eyes glowed. Rukia frowned with hesitation, her hands reaching out slowly to touch the pocket of fur. The light red hair felt coarse to the touch, but she could feel something soft inside. Within moments, she felt it hardened just before the reddish-pink tip of the nue's member stuck out.

"Ah..." Rukia blinked at seeing his erection springing up so close to her. But anxiety bubbled up in her gut, now that his wretched smell was a lot stronger now and it didn't help that Renji's eyes were right on her.

".... Take your time, but I don't got all day to wait, you know," he stated sarcastically. His tone seemed to lighten her anxiety, but the teen girl was still nervous. She wasn't sure how to do this, as she reluctantly grasped at it. It felt so abnormally hot with the veins throbbing underneath the sticky skin, as the pre-come trickled over her fingers. More than that, her small hands couldn't fully encase the girth at the base of his erection. She was a bit shocked, she couldn't believe that Renji had this inside her.

"Um.... what should I do now....?" she muttered.

"You suck and lick on it, simple as that," replied Renji. "Try to swallow as much as you can.... I wouldn't like it if you puke out, but I doubt that would happen." Rukia made a slight nod before turning her sight back to the large animal-like erection. Despite of the disgusting smell of the pheromone, it was having an effect on her as her lower regions were tingling.

".... Okay...." she mumbled softly. With some amount of hesitation, she leaned forward and stuck her tongue towards the oozing tip. Renji sucked back a hiss the moment Rukia lapped at the pre-come, though the girl shuddered at the sharp taste of it. And yet, it wasn't even disgusting enough to turn her stomach around, another effect of his sexual pheromone

"Fuck...." he growled softly. "Come on, girl...." Rukia shuddered but tried again, swirling her tongue around this time. She wondered if this was a better deal than carrying around a big stomach, but to do this should feel degrading to her. Then again, she was now a wife of a demon. To give in to his wishes was much better off than having her family harmed. But she wondered.... In today's time, Renji seemed rather more lenient than she had expected.

She wondered if she had existed over a century ago, would Renji be ruthless as the strong demon that he was....? Would he have ravage on her day and night until she concieve his child, since she was his 'property' based on the contract....? Would he truly kill her brother if she hadn't tried to relent to his needs....? She felt his erection throbbed just before a splurt of pre-come squirted in her mouth and swallowed it quickly.

Again, the sickly smell was getting to her, feeling her womanhood getting wet from it. Renji seemed to notice as he inhaled deeply. "Getting aroused once again.... We should do this more often," he growled sofly, reaching down to comb through her silky black hair.

"Hmm.... I--" Rukia spoke out but the grip on her head tightened for a second and her mouth pushed back onto the hot member. With her cheeks reddened and eyes watered, she hesitantly looked up at her husband. His garnet eyes glowed intensely but he was grinning, growling deep from his chest. But Renji could obviously tell that she was too tentative and novice-like at doing such a thing. But, to him, there will be plenty of time for her to perfect some sexual acts.

"Rukia...." he growled softly, relaxing his grip and comb through the strands. "It's all right.... We're a married couple, we'll figure out a way to please each other, right....?" This time, he nudged his young wife away, seeing that her deeply flushed face was fixed with slight discomfort as she looked back with teary eyes.

".... Don't worry, you will enjoy this...." he purred deeply. "Humans are easily influenced by a strong demon's will.... Sooner or later, you will please me on your own accord."

".... Y-yes...." she muttered. As apprehensive as she was for doing this, she really was getting excited by his scent. Maybe this really was the way to please him but it has to be another way rather than just bending into a demon's whims.

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