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The Real King	By : NovaAlexandria Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male > Grimmjow/Ichigo Views: 48386 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 13
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Warnings: Um, sex, love of blood.

　

　

　

Ichigo woke up the next morning feeling sleepy and sedated. He recalled the evening in a sort of strange, hazy way in that he could remember the feeling of amazing sex, but his mind was sort of not there, almost like he had been dreaming but could still recall the feeling of every touch they had shared. It was strange, disorientating, and yet wonderful all at the same time and he wanted more.

The slight tang of Grimmjow�s blood was still on his tongue and he felt himself getting hard already.

�Dear kami, what the hell is wrong with me?� he questioned. �I mean, I know I am a teenager now and this is sort of expected, but this damn bad? Or is something else going on,� he wondered.

He glanced down at the body curled up against his, noticing the red lines on Grimmjow�s back from his nails were still there and a few were even bleeding slightly. Licking his lips, he moved in and swept his tongue up one of the lines. The taste left his toes curling and he felt himself stiffen almost painfully.

�Son of a bitch, I think his blood is like some sort of aphrodisiac,� he thought shocked.

Even figuring that to be true, he couldn�t stop himself from licking up another trail, savouring the taste. When what little blood he could glean from the scratches quickly ran dry, he found a spot of clear skin and nipped it.

Grimmjow gave a jerk at that and woke with a start, trying to pull away and struggled for a few second as his sleep confused mind flung him into �flight� to escape the known danger.

Ichigo merely tightened his grip to hold him in place and licked up the small amount of blood he had earned from his nip. After a moment the Espada settled in his arms and stopped trying to escape as his mind woke up enough to realize what was going on.

�I swear, when I dominate the next mating, you are going to regret every minute of the humiliation you are putting me through,� he hissed in threat.

Ichigo chuckled against his shoulder before speaking.

�What makes you think you will Dominate the next time?� he questioned.

�I will make sure of it,� Grimmjow growled.

That growl turned into a moan as Ichigo snaked a hand down to the semi hard length of the Espada and stroked him. They stayed like that for a while, Ichigo nipping at Grimmjow�s back and licking up small amounts of blood while his hands pleasured his Beta. He ground his hips against the Arrancar trapped in his grasp and listened in pleasure as Grimmjow growled and squirmed against him but didn�t try too hard to escape.

�My family is coming home today,� Ichigo spoke up at one point.

�And?�

�If you try to hurt them I will be displeased,� he said firmly.

�I could have killed them a million times over by now,� Grimmjow pointed out with a roll of his eyes.

�Karin and my father will be able to see you, but Yuzu won�t be able to. If you are going to stay here I expect you to behave and do nothing to endanger them.�

�The only reason they might be in danger from me is because of you anyway,� Grimmjow pointed out coldly.

�He�s right King, you should refresh your marker so any Hollow that does come near will be able to tell there is a mated pair in residence and will more than likely stay well clear,� H�tsu spoke up for the first time this morning.

�Any Hollow that comes here would be easy enough for him to defeat, and he will probably just eat it,� Zangetsu added more to ease Ichigo�s suddenly anxious mind than because he felt the information was necessary.

Ichigo gave a mental sigh, but thanked them for the information before turning his attention once more to the Espada trapped in his arms.

�I still don�t know what I am going to tell them,� Ichigo sighed in frustration.

�Just tell them the truth, they are going to find out anyway, unless you plan on keeping this from them.�

The thought of keeping it a secret from his family was very, very, very, very, well he could go on with the verys, tempting, but he knew all too well how secrets tending to turn out. It would be best to come forth and who knew, maybe his old man might actually be mature for all of five seconds and might even know something about this.

�Yeah, like that would ever happen,� he thought grimly.

His father really was not the serious type and Ichigo was pretty sure if he added up the minutes he had seen his father serious he would be lucky to get a full day out of it. Karin would probably actually handle it the best while Yuzu would be half shocked an half delighted, assuming she even understood any of this.

As much as he needed to work all of this out, preferably before noon when his family was expected to be home, there was a more pressing matter on his brain, and not the one attached to the head on his shoulders either.

�Damn it your blood taste so damn good,� he groaned, nipping another section of skin and lapping up the red liquid.

�Of course it does, I have been impregnated. It�s sort of a defence mechanism to try and keep the sire around. Doesn�t always work, but it helps.�

�Wait, is this what you meant by your scent changing? Because your blood changed?�

�Something like that. When it�s your turn your blood will change as well and it will be my turn to enjoy watching you bleed.�

�Whatever,� Ichigo groaned, his voice going husky and his eyes well on their way to gold. �How shall I take you this time?�

He felt Grimmjow shiver in his grasp at the sound of his voice.

�You�re the Alpha, do what you will, as I will when it�s my turn,� he answered.

�Fuck him hard King, show the Pet how it�s done, that you are Dominant and that he will NEVER have the power nor strength to ever Dominate us,� H�tsu commanded.

His mind was so hazy with instinct, lust and the taste of blood that he didn�t even argue or tell H�tsu off. All he wanted right now was the satisfaction of release, and maybe a few more laps of blood.

He untangled himself from his Beta before pulling him into the centre of the bed, rolling him onto his back so he could have clear access to the other most pleasurable thing about the Espada, his throat.

Blue eyes stared defiantly into golden and Ichigo wasted no time in going for his Beta�s throat, silently reminding him just who was in command. A gasp escaped from Grimmjow�s lips as Ichigo�s mouth, tongue and teeth worked the flesh above his jugular. The spot was already bright red from his previous attentions, but only had one set of teeth marks for he always seemed to nip the exact same spot.

�Mine!� he growled.

Grimmjow growled low in his own throat at the declaration, sending vibrations over Ichigo�s lips and tongue. The insubordination was rewards with a nip and the growl turned into a whimper of pleasure.

Even with his mind hazy with instinct and the desperate need to mate, Ichigo at least maintained enough thought to prepare Grimmjow�s entrance before bullying his way between the Espada�s legs. He broke off his attention from Grimmjow�s throat so he could sit up a bit and hook his arms around either leg, lifting Grimmjow�s hips up off of the bed before diving in.

Ichigo let out a loud moan of pleasure as the heat enveloped him and Grimmjow let out a growl of his own, all be it soft and it turned into a whimper when Ichigo went in deep enough to brush his prostate. They remained frozen for a moment, tied together and neither one moving.

Than Ichigo pulled out and thrust back in before starting a fast and heavy pace that screamed of power and dominance. Beneath him, Grimmjow squirmed and tried to escape while letting out little yowls of pleasure every time his prostate was hit, and Ichigo was damn good at hitting it.

Ichigo didn�t slow down nor stop and continued to ride his Beta, gasping in pleasure at the tight heat that was wrapped around him. Eventually Grimmjow quit trying to escape and went limp beneath him, letting out little whimpers of pleasure and surrendering to his Alpha.

�Good pet,� H�tsu purred in Ichigo�s mind.

If Ichigo heard his hollow, he made no sign of it. With his Beta finally submitting he freed one leg and moved the hand between their bodies to grasp the hard length pinned between their bodies without even a pause in his thrusting.

It only took a few, good stroked to have Grimmjow keening beneath him and for hot semen to splash across their bellies. The sound of his Beta�s cry and the tight clenching around his shaft from the release brought him to his own and he threw back his head to let out a very feral sounding roar as he felt himself come to his own completion.

They both remained still after that, panting heavily and their bodies still fully entangled. Grimmjow was the first to move, pushing weakly against him to try and get him off. He let out a growl of displeasure and Grimmjow instantly stopped trying to dislodge him, laying back down and bearing his throat in submission.

�Fuck you are sexy like this,� Ichigo growled, his voice still feral and his eyes still golden, but they were slowly retuning to their normal brown.

�Didn�t you say your family was going to be home today?� Grimmjow questioned.

The rest of the gold quickly vanished and a look of shock crossed the teen�s face before his eyes darted to the clock on his desk.

�Shit!� he cursed, quickly untangling their bodies and getting up.

It was already almost nine, and his family was expected home by noon. There was no way he was letting his sisters in the house when his room and blankets reeked and stank of sweat and sex.

�Damn it,� Ichigo added another curse. �Come on, we should probably shower and I need to get the bedding into the washer.�

　

　

　

The hot water of the shower slowly ran down Grimmjow�s body, washing away sweat, semen, the oil they had used, and a little bit of blood down the drain. Ichigo had joined him briefly in the rather large shower, but the teen had only quickly washed up before retreating with a promise to put on a pot of coffee.

He had honestly been expecting to be jumped again in the shower, but it would seem like Ichigo was more concerned about the fact his family would be home soon than he was about getting another round of sex in.

Honestly, Grimmjow didn�t understand why the teen was worried about his family knowing what they were doing, it wasn�t like there was anything weird about it. Being an Arrancar didn�t stop those that desired to Mate from doing so wherever and whenever they wanted.

When the Alpha wanted attention, the Beta was expected to give it, that was all there was to it. Not that Grimmjow would ever willingly or obediently just spread his legs for Ichigo, no he would make the teen work for it, or so he kept telling himself.

He was pushing the boundaries and he knew it. Another Alpha might have already reprimanded him, probably even rather violently, for pushing the boarders of his obedience. And yet, he was fairly certain that Ichigo, even Feral Ichigo as he was starting to think of the golden eyed teen, liked that disobedience and found it appealing. He knew he would had their situations been reversed.

�Fuck it,� he growled in annoyance before finally reaching for the same shampoo and soap Ichigo had used, everything else on the shelf smelt far too girly and probably belonged to his sisters.

He cleaned himself up quickly, wincing in pain as he made sure to clean out his rear the best he could and winced at the small trail of blood that escaped. Ichigo had been rough on him this morning and he fully intended on paying the teen back.

Oh yes when it was his turn he fully planned on fucking the teen into the damn floor every night no matter how much Ichigo begged or pleaded. He would show the hybrid what it truly meant to be Alpha.

�But could I actually defeat him in combat?� he couldn�t help but to question before scowling at himself for daring to think that way.

Unfortunately, the thought remained and refused to let his mind go.

Ichigo had defeated Aizen, a person that Grimmjow knew he never could have, and yet the teen had. He had also defeated Ulquiorra and while Grimmjow hadn�t been capable of witnessing that fight, he had sure as hell felt it from his place laying in a pool of his own blood on the sand.

�Fucking Nnoitra, good thing that Shinigami killed him because if he hadn�t than I sure as hell would have ripped the bastards throat out with my bloody fangs,� he snarled to himself. �Regardless of what Nel would have wanted,� he added.

Nel, the reason he had managed to survive. The little girl had come too just as Nnoitra had died and while she had sobbed about it for a moment, she had crawled over to him and proceeded to throw up all over him.

He might have been more sickened at that, but he was familiar with her and her powers and was more surprised she was actually helping him. Granted, the two of them always had gotten along and she always was a team supporter so he shouldn�t really be that surprised.

While Nel�s healing fluids were no where near as powerful as Orihime�s golden shield, they were more than enough to bind the deeper gashes and his own innate ability to heal took care of the rest of the damage.

He owed the woman his life, in fact he very grudgingly admitted he owed Ichigo his life. If Ichigo hadn�t deflected the last strike Nnoitra had aimed at him he would definitely be dead now. He hated owing people things.

�Fuck that, I don�t owe him shit anymore. THIS is payment enough.,� he snarled to himself before another thought quickly came to him and a look of surprise crossed his face. �Maybe that is why my body betrayed me, because instinctively I knew I owed the teen a life debt,� he mused in thought.

Maybe, just maybe, his Instinct had so easily accepted becoming Beta because it recalled he owed the teen his life, that Ichigo had been the one to win their duel on even ground and spare him. So while his mind protested the very thought of bearing his throat to the teen, his Instinct embraced it and after the cub was laid, hatched and raised he would be free of his debt.

It sort of made sense in a twisted way and Grimmjow decided to go with that idea as to how he had so easily been Dominated. It sure as hell made the whole damn thing easier to swallow.

Finally coming to some sort of peace over the situation he found himself in, and suddenly finding it much easier to swallow as well, he turned the shower off and climbed out. Ichigo had left out a towel for him as well as some clothes.

He dried off and eyed the clothing left for him. Oddly enough it appeared to be a simple, navy blue yukuta with white feathers. He was honestly surprised for he had no idea the teen owned something like this. He hadn�t seen it when he had rooted through the boys closet the other day.

There was almost no trace of the teens scent on it so he clearly didn�t wear it very often, if at all. He had never really seen humans in the living realm wear this kind of clothing anymore, so why did Ichigo own something like this? He hardly seemed like the nostalgic type.

Still, it was lose and comfortable and Ichigo�s normal clothing didn�t quite fit him. His pants were just a little too short and his shirts a little too tight, as he had discovered when rooting through the teens clothing yesterday, but this at least fit him without feeling like he was being restrained.

�Doesn�t look half bad,� he grudgingly admitted as he checked his image out in the mirror.

He shook out his hair and had no qualms about stealing Ichigo�s comb to get it back into its orderly disorder.

The smell of coffee was getting pretty strong and he followed the scent down the stairs, past the running washer and into the kitchen where Ichigo was sitting down and eating what looked like toast with eggs on it. There was already a cup waiting for him next to the pot and he completely ignored the teen until he had his cup of black heavenliness in hand.

It was only after his first blissful sip that he realized that Ichigo had actually stopped eating and was openly staring at him.

�What?� he demanded gruffly.

�Nothing, sorry, it�s just,� the teen ran a nervous hand through his hair, �you look good in that. I wasn�t sure it was even going to fit, but I figured it was better than my other clothing.�

Grimmjow smirked and watched amused as Ichigo swallowed nervously and shifted in his chair.

�You don�t seem like the type to wear one of these,�

�My Grandmother made it. I only wear it for festivals because the girls insist I take them, but in all honesty it looks a hell of a lot better on you than it does on me,� Ichigo answered.

That certainly answered the question as to where it came from and why it barely had Ichigo�s scent.

�Have you decided on what to tell your family?�

�The truth,� Ichigo answered with a soft groan. �It�s going to come to light sooner than later anyhow, might as well come clean out the starting gate, just one thing though,� Ichigo paused to offer an even deeper groan, �I should warn you my father is beyond eccentric and excitable.�

Grimmjow did know what Ichigo was talking about. While never talking to Ichigo�s father before, he had witnessed the older Kurosaki�s antics several times while stalking the teen. Other than Ichigo the only other Kurosaki he had spoken briefly to was Karin and she was alright.

�What time are they due home?�

�Around noon. You said you already spoke to Karin once?� Ichigo questioned.

�Yeah, when she asked me to tone down my reiatsu because it was given her a headache, which is strange since she seems fine around you and you have no control at all.�

Ichigo scowled at him, took another vicious bite out of his egg covered toast and chewed the bite with more vigour than was necessary. Grimmjow took the break in the conversation to refill his cup of coffee. He swore he was bringing some of this stuff back with him. The Living World was apparently not a total waste of space after all.

Ichgio finished swallowing his bite and took a swig of orange juice before speaking again.

�Yuzu probably wont be able to see you, but she might be able to tell your at least here. She never could see ghost like the rest of us could. As for my father,� a grim line touched Ichigo�s lips, �he�s an ex Shinigami and a little�.. eccentric,� the teen said with a strange voice. �I am not sure how they are going to react to your being here, but it only needs to last until Urahara-san can get the garganta open anyhow.�

�So a week, I think I can survive that long,� Grimmjow murmured.

�Yeah a week,�

They sat in silence as Ichigo finished eating his toast and eggs before cleaning up the dishes and retreating down the hall to put the sheets into the dryer. Grimmjow made himself comfortable at the table after pouring himself his third cup.

He glanced at the digital clock on the stove. Ichigo�s family should be home in an hour or so. He honestly didn�t like crowds and honestly wondered how this meeting was going to go.

Family, he had never had one of those that he could recall, not even in the few flashes he got of his mortal life. The closest he�s had to a family was when he had led his own pack, but that was not the same. By the time he had met them he had long since given up hoping for offspring of his own. They had been minions, not family. While it had been uncomfortable to have lost them, he hardly lamented it until after Aizen�s fall when he was once more alone.

Nel had not remained by his side. She had gathered her fraccion and moved on, once more back out into the dessert to enjoy her new found freedom in childhood. A small part of him envied the former 3^rd Espada, now a little carefree girl free of hunger and able to more or less survive on the air alone. She may not have born them, and they sure as hell never birthed her, but they were a family.

Despite himself he couldn�t help but to wonder how his own offspring would look like and he felt a trill of excitement race up his spine at the idea of teaching his young how to hunt.

Kami he was Mated. Mated! At last he would have the offspring he had so desperately desired and while he ended up being the Beta, it didn�t change the fact he finally had a cub coming.

He looked down at his stomach and rested a hand there. He could feel the warm feeling of his reiatsu and DNA mixing with the Alpha�s as it conformed within him to form the egg that would soon escape from his body to finish maturing before hatching.

Would it be humanoid in shape? Panther shaped like his own Adjucus evolution? What did Ichigo�s hollow form truly look like? He figured it might have been some sort of bull considering what his mask looked like with the horns and all when he really went all out.

Just thinking about the power he had felt the day Ichigo had defeated Ulquiorra left his skin shivering in a mixture of fear and pleasure. A beast of that power had chosen him, Mated him. The child should been astonishing.

�Well at least you got it toned down, does Ichi-nii know you are here yet?�

Startled blue eyes snapped up to stare at the black haired girl standing at the door in shock.

　

　

　

Okay, I lied, the family meeting well be next chapter. It turns out this one was over 20 pages so I decided to split it. That and I haven�t got much stock story so pushing it a bit further helps me keep a some what steady update.

Thank you to the very few that took the time to review. I almost dropped posting this here because the previous chapter didn�t have a single one and it takes time to upload chapters, time I could spend working on other projects.

Ichigo�s family is on vacation visiting his grandparents for the long weekend. It was mentioned at the start of Chapter 1.

Next Chapter: Grimmjow meets the family. Promise this time.
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