For Coyote Starrk, joining Aizen had a very unexpected and wonderful upside.

That was the shinigamification of the fraccion. He'd enjoyed mating with them before, of course. It had brought back memories of his short time as an adjuchas, the time he'd run on all fours. Still, Halibel had been much better, with her breasts and long, flexible legs. Now they were all gorgeous and he deeply enjoyed all the things they could do. They liked it too, especially all the things he could with hands and tongue. Although…

"Stop… grinning like that… you male…!" Mila Rose panted as she rode his cock, taking the thick erection into herself. That only caused his grin to widen as her breasts bounced appealingly. He reached up to cup them, running his thumbs over those pert little nipples. He loved how she filled his large hands so perfectly.

"Oh, don't worry Mila. I'll take care of his smirk." Sung-Sun said and Starrk only had time to widen his eyes before hands caught his head and pinned him in place. Thighs went around his face as his mouth was guided to her moist sex. He immediately found her clit and began to suck, giving that sensitive nub of flesh his full attention. "Oh…!" The warm, musky smell of her arousal went straight to his instincts and Starrk soon plunged his tongue into her sex, even as he reveled in the tight, wet heat surrounding his member. He was being used by two women at the same time and life was very good indeed.

He matched Mila's pace, hearing her heavy moans and pants as Cyan ran a hand through his hair, stroking back the heavy chestnut strands. He pleasured her relentlessly, alternating attention between her clit and passage, and he could hear her breathing speeding, her arousal increasing. Mila was the one to cum first, her insides tightening around him in an unmistakeable way. Starrk arched up, drawing back from Sung-Sun's grasp as he shuddered with the power of his orgasm. As soon as the spasms eased, though, he went back to her sex. He would not let any of his females leave him unsatisfied.

It took a few minutes longer for him to bring Sung-Sun to her climax, but he did. She cried out in pleasure, gripping his hair as her hips rocked, fluid gushing out and staining his beard. Starrk licked his lips as she pulled away, gazing up at her with heavy lids. She smiled down at him with a wicked gleam in her eyes. He admired the beauty mark on her cheek, her beautiful body. Truly, he was blessed.

Then he heard a gasp and glanced over to see what was happening on the other side of the room. Halibel and Apacci were there, enjoying each other with the aid of a double sided dildo. Sex toys were new, something Gin had graciously exposed them to. Starrk knew that absolutely everyone in the fortress except maybe Ulquiorra was getting use out of them.

"MY TURN!" Oh no. The one fly in the ointment of his joy. Starrk grunted as a light weight landed on his chest and his eyes widened as he saw the person involved was completely naked. "Do me Starrk! Do me!"

"Never in a million years!" He snapped at his too enthusiastic other half, as she attempted to take Cyan's place. Mila Rose laughed as she left his body and he could vaguely hear Sung-Sun chuckling softly. He placed a hand on Lilynette's belly, holding her back. "You know, when Grimmjow told me to go fuck myself, it was an insult, not an instruction!"

"Don't care! I can feel everything you feel, Starrk!" She said with a grin and he groaned in frustration. For some reason, that was a one way link. But it meant Lilynette always knew when he was having sex. "Can you imagine what it would feel like if we were BOTH doing it? It would be AWESOME!" Then she was going down and he yelped as she grabbed his deflated shaft.

"LILYNETTE!" Things quickly turned rather obscene as he tried to prevent his molestation while not hurting or even touching a naked little girl too much. He could hear Halibel's throaty, sexy laugh and Apacci's giggles. Even deep in their own passion, he was amusing them. "THERE!" He finally managed to pin Lilynette on her stomach, his knee caught firmly in her hollow hole. "Now, enough of this!" She squirmed before finally stopping, glaring up at him.

"You know, I bet I could find one of the others to do me!" She threatened and he snorted. "Really Starrk! I could do it!"

"No you couldn't." He contradicted her flatly. "First off, hollows don't like pedophiles. Second, everyone knows Halibel would kill anyone who touched you." Of course, he'd get them first. But no one knew about that. "Now just stop it. Resign yourself to celibacy."

"OH SCREW YOU! And let me go!" He finally let her up and she stalked out of the room in a huff, to his great relief. That allowed him to settle down on the cushions again and just enjoy the show. Mila Rose and Sung-Sun were petting and enjoying each other a bit, as well. Lilynette's interruption couldn't keep them down for long.

It couldn't keep him down long either. Starrk watched with heavy eyes as Halibel undulated in a most fetching way, her gorgeous body doing sinful things with her cute partner. He saw as they both reached their peak, Apacci's face screwing up with pleasure as Halibel released a long, quavering moan. The sight was bringing his cock back to life and Starrk reached down to stroke himself, smiling at the sticky fluid still present on his member. It made his strokes nice and frictionless, as he watched the two of them, shuddering and basking in the pleasure of their orgasm. Then Halibel glanced up and her eyes fell on him, noting what he was doing. Her gorgeous green eyes met his and then she was moving, crawling towards him.

"You are such a hungry man." She breathed behind her mask of bone and Starrk could imagine her smile. He'd seen it, several times, when they mated in her released form. "Would you like some more?"

"Only if you do." He said with a smile and her eyes brightened as she sensed the sincerity of his response. Then her hand was on his body and he groaned, leaning back on his elbows as she stroked his firm flesh. "Ah yes…" That felt so good. Her fingers were ever so talented and the feeling behind it warmed his cold heart.

Then she was sliding down on his body and he pushed himself up so he could kiss her cheek, feeling that bone beneath his lips. It was quite warm but then, it was as alive as any other part of her. He smiled into her face before gripping her hips and making a soft, questioning sound. She immediately understood and nodded, moving with him as he changed their positions so she was beneath. He breathed in her scent as he took her with a slow, leisurely pace. They were both tired and wanted to take it slow, the rhythm and speed coming naturally to them.

"You know, I think I love you." That whisper in his ear surprised him and Starrk looked into grass green eyes, seeing a deep vulnerability there. He felt his hard heart soften at the sight and reached up to touch her bone covered cheek.

"I have been used so badly by love." He remembered his past as a human. And yet… "But I long to feel it again." That burning passion, the utter conviction that he lived entirely for someone else… he felt an echo of it, for the hollow in his arms. It would never be as strong as that first love, but he was honestly glad of that. Those feelings had led him horribly wrong but this… this was something he might be able to build a life on. "Yes. I think I love you." He whispered it back to her, not wanting the fraccion to hear. He did not like to play favorites but in truth, the only one who truly captured him was Halibel. It was not her beauty or her grace, although he did love those. No, it was her calm and incisive mind that called to him. But it was clean of the ambition and hunger of the first woman to take his heart. That made all the difference.

"Starrk…" Halibel moaned, her fingers digging into his shoulders as the speed of their coupling began to increase, the passion naturally building. Starrk's breathing speeded as the pleasure became more intense, her body holding him so well. "Oh Starrk…"

"Halibel." He breathed her name, seeing her shudder at the sound. He kissed her bone, letting his tongue play over her jawbone. "Halibel…!" He was getting close now. They had been doing this for quite some time… but he needed to hold back, make sure she reached her peak first. Vaguely, he wished he could see the rest of her face. But just the look in her eyes was enough. She was so beautiful in her passion…

He felt her sex flex and tremble as she found her moment, saw the way her eyes went wide. He came just a moment later, uttering a hoarse cry as he emptied himself into her core. He felt it as she regretfully denied his energies, refused to let them merge with her own, and smiled wryly at the sensation. It pained him, mildly, but he knew it was for the best. They could not afford a pregnancy now. She saw his smile, though, and misinterpreted it.

"I'm sorry." She said and he shook his head, running a hand down her side as he slowly pulled away.

"We discussed it and I agreed. It simply has to be." He said and she nodded, a shadowed look in her eyes. "Don't worry. Someday…" If they all survived, there would be a someday. Someday, when they could have a precious child together. Or perhaps, even two. Could there be even more than that? Starrk resolutely refused to let his imagination get out of control. If they were blessed with even one child he would be content.

"Yes. Someday…" Halibel murmured before curling up beside him. Starrk smiled and cushioned her head with his arm, watching as her eyelids drooped. Closing his eyes, he stretched out and allowed sleep to claim him.

This had been a wonderful day.

Starrk yawned and scratched his beard as he shuffled through the hallways of Los Noches, every inch the drifting loser.

That was his persona here and his uniform had been selected to emphasis that. 'Casual' was the polite word for his appearance. 'Unkempt' was more accurate and 'slovenly' was the unkind way to put it. 'Sloppy' might also come in there. He was wearing a shirt that could have been nice, if he hadn't allowed it to become exceedingly wrinkled. It was white, of course, and he wore it open, revealing his rather beautiful chest and sculpted abdomen. He'd ripped the sleeves off the shirt, exposing equally nice arms, turning the shirt into an impromptu vest. The shirt had a black collar, but it had been designed for someone with a much larger neck. Starrk had done that collar up, to keep the shirt from falling off his shoulders. That black collar sat askew on his throat, sometimes leaning one way, sometimes the other. His pants were a simple hakama. Because they were creased to begin with, wrinkles were harder to notice.

"Wolf stalks from the shadows." He murmured casually before stepping into a shadow. He was going to spy on Barragan and his fraccion. He was still working out how to penetrate Aizen's kidos and avoid the notice of the various shinigami. Barragan was very clever so he was a decent warm up for that level of espionage.

Today, though, Barragan wasn't much of a challenge. Starrk grimaced to himself as he cleaned out his ear with a pinky, carefully remaining in the shadows. What was happening in the Primera's wing was making him feel rather nauseous. It wasn't that he objected to gay sex, precisely. I he hadn't been lucky enough to find so many beautiful females, he might have accepted a male partner for convenience. Perhaps he would even have come to enjoy it. But seeing Barragan naked did not even remotely turn his crank. And the fraccion in question must have done something to piss the old hollow off, from the looks of things. Starrk was not a cruel man and quickly left with a feeling of disgust.

Sighing, he continued his spying efforts but it was all random and pointless. He finally dropped out of the shadows, in a spot he knew held no cameras. Then he shuffled along, uncertain of what else to do. Perhaps he should play a game with Lilynette? He'd managed to procure a deck of cards. Even if the girls were busy, they could play Go Fish. And if some of the fraccion were available they could play euchre or bug up…

"Hey, Coyote!" Ah. Perhaps he shouldn't have left the shadows so quickly. Starrk cast his eyes to the heavens for a moment and schooled himself to patience before turning to look at the owner of that voice. Grimmjow was grinning at him, clearly anticipating a bit of pleasurable bullying of the 'low powered' fraccion. "How's life as a kept man?" He taunted and Starrk smiled pleasantly.

"Very good. How's life in the prison block?" He asked and Grimmjow smirked before stalking towards him. Starrk remained calm as the other arrancar got into his personal space, practically close enough to kiss. Starrk imagined reaching out, gripping the Septimo's face and slowly, lovingly crushing the bones. He knew he could do it as easy as breathing. But the cold, icy heart of cruel calculation that he'd taken so long ago would not permit it. He would never betray himself over something so petty.

Grimmjow was whispering filthy things to him, but Starrk was hardly paying attention. There was a problem and it was named Lilynette. Sensing his anger, she had come to see what the problem was and she was stalking Grimmjow, her eyes narrowed with concentration. He tried to mentally order her off but she held something up and his eyes widened slightly as he recognized it. But what did she intend to…?

Grimmjow roared in rage and pain as Lilynette broke a water balloon over his head. But it wasn't filled with water. Starrk jerked back violently as a horrible stench filled the air. Grimmjow lashed out blindly, his cero hitting nothing but air as Starrk grabbed his other half and made a quick escape. Lilynette's mocking laughter filled the air and Starrk knew the whole thing was probably foolish – Grimmjow would be even more intent on abusing him now – but he honestly couldn't regret it. Taking the Septimo's crap was, without a doubt, the most trying part of his guise.

"Hey Starrk! That was fun! Does it make you feel better?" She asked as she clung to his back, riding him like a horse. He chuckled, amused.

"It does actually." He admitted. That childish bit of revenge had defused his bloody musings. Still… he switched to their private tongue. ~When this is over I am going to show him his place.~ Not as a corpse, perhaps. But Grimmjow would fear him forever when he was done. Lilynette shrugged.

~That stupid fuck is going to get himself killed before you can.~ She said and Starrk nodded. She was probably right. He personally thought it would take a miracle for Grimmjow to survive. But then, miracles happened and very stupid people could also be quite lucky sometimes. ~Whatever. Can we play a game?~

~Certainly.~ He could talk with everyone while they played. That would be pleasant.

When he got back to Halibel's wing, the fraccion were present and not really doing much. Sung-Sun was reading a book while Mila Rose and Apacci were getting on each other's nerves. Starrk interrupted them, as much for his own sanity as anything.

"Where is our mistress?" He asked and the two of them left off their taunting to answer.

"She's having a talk with Nelliel-sama." Mila Rose said and Starrk nodded. That explained why the fraccion had been left behind. Halibel was trying to cautiously forge alliances and the Segunda was a good choice for that. His mistress was the Tercera and roughly the same power level as Nelliel. Starrk made a mental note to ask Halibel about that. Nnoitra seemed to have an irrational hatred of Nelliel. He knew the surprisingly gentle Segunda would never want him to die, but Starrk had no qualms about a bit of murder. Perhaps he would ease the current Sexta into a quiet grave.

"Well, that's good. Would any of you like to play cards?" He asked and Mila and Apacci readily consented. Sung-Sun wasn't interested but that was fine. Four was a good number. They began playing euchre, with Apacci for his partner and Lilynette teamed up with Mila Rose. They managed to get a full game in, a very even one that he and his partner lost by just one point, before Halibel returned.

"Ah, Starrk, you're here." She said with a touch of relief before switching languages. ~Have you learned anything?~

~Yes. Barragan is terrible in bed.~ He replied instantly and surprised everyone into laughter. Starrk smiled at the reaction before shaking his head. ~Nothing useful. I still haven't managed to penetrate Aizen's wards.~ When he did that, things would get very interesting.

~Grimmjow's a dung head.~ Lilynette said with a fiendish grin. ~He was pestering Starrk so I broke a balloon full of poop water over his head!~

~That was what was in it? Disgusting.~ Starrk commented as the girls laughed again. Halibel just shook her head but he was sure she was smiling behind her mask.

~Very appropriate though. He is quite a dung head.~ Mila Rose commented and Starrk smiled. The Sumerian tongue lacked many of the insults they were used to – bastardy was not really a concept for them – but it still had plenty of leeway for curses.

~Indeed. Starrk, Nelliel was quite receptive to my suggestions. I don't think she's happy with Aizen at the moment.~ Halibel said and Starrk nodded. He could easily imagine why. Nel wasn't the kind of suspicious bastard he was, but she wasn't an outright fool either. She was being sent with Nnoitra to gather hollows, despite the fact that they simply could not get along. ~She asked Aizen to pair her with anyone else but he refused, telling her she needed to adapt to various personalities.~

~Is he dumb or does he think this is funny or something?~ Apacci wondered and Starrk sighed, resting his chin in his hand.

~He's not stupid. I think perhaps Nel's gentle nature is… irritating him.~ He said after a moment. ~He wants her to compromise, take the first step down a darker path.~ Starrk wasn't sure of that, of course. But he thought it was a good guess. Aizen didn't want to lose Nelliel – she was quite powerful – but he wanted her to put blood on her hands, accept that death was part of life. If she didn't do that she would not be as strong as she could be in the final battle.

~She won't. She is not that kind of person.~ Halibel sounded almost sad. Starrk nodded before smiling and sitting up.

~Would you care to play while we talk?~ He suggested and Halibel immediately consented. They started a game of bug up, with him keeping the score on a pad of paper. ~Nelliel may not be that kind of person, but I most definitely am.~ Starrk said, taking a bit of pleasure in it. He'd wanted to be that kind of person, not so long ago, and he had succeeded. ~If it is likely she will be our ally, I believe we should take steps to preserve that and also cement her place with Aizen.~

~You intend to kill Nnoitra.~ Halibel observed and Starrk nodded. ~How will that cement her place with Aizen?~ The word they were using for 'cement' was actually something closer to mortar, something used long before the invention of true cement. Starrk shook away that idle musing before responding.

~When he is dead, Sung-Sun and I will spread rumors that Nelliel was behind it.~ Starrk smiled and he knew it was a cold, wicked thing. ~She will deny it to anyone who asks, of course. And there will be no evidence at all to connect her to the death. No one will believe her and Aizen will be quite impressed.~ The girls liked it but Halibel was looking at him with an odd kind of sadness. What was she thinking? Starrk wanted to ask, but then Mila interrupted his thought.

~Hey! Why you and Sung-Sun? Why can't we spread rumors too?~ She demanded and Cyan responded, not looking up from her book.

~Because the two of you have all the subtlety of a herd of rhinos.~ Cards went flying as Apacci and Mila went after the other fraccion and Starrk sighed to himself, mentally bidding farewell to the card game. There was no way they'd figure out who had what, now. Halibel's shoulders shook with silent laughter as a squall broke out. Starrk just watched, amused. Lilynette laughed at them before going to his side, settling beside him. He put an arm around her, enjoying having his other half close.

Despite her odd flights of fancy, Lilynette was still the other half of his soul and he loved her very much.