Gin bounced back and forth on his heels, making himself feel light-headed and dizzy. He was already feeling a bit antsy and the dizziness was something to his mind occupied. After the giant pulse of spiritual energy, he was getting nervous. He already knew who it was but why? Was that stray stupid enough to actually bring him here? "Aizen's not gonna be happy about this one…"

"What is Aizen not going to be happy about?"

Grimmjow had fallen asleep in the warmth of Ichigo's arms, his head slightly pressed against the teen's swollen belly. Ichigo smiled at Grimmjow despite himself. The Arrancar had fallen asleep, hugging his swollen stomach. He was surprisingly cute when he wasn't trying to get in his pants. If he was going to be stuck with the man, he'd have to learn to live with him. Sitting there, he thought of Grimmjow as a father. It wasn't one of the first things he wanted to think about but he had to think about it sometime soon. He was probably due sooner or later; he could feel the weight of the growing child inside him.

The teen could see a slight possibility… of him killing their child accidently. It wasn't a very pleasant thought. Could he really trust someone as vicious as Grimmjow? He stroked his belly slowly, soothing his own aching. He felt like he was getting sick again but that was normal. Ichigo didn't feel like moving away from the generous warmth being offered to him. If he threw up on the floor then, oh well.

His eyelids felt heavy and didn't have enough strength to fight sleep. He was back in his dreams within moments.

Grimmjow loved how comfortable he was; he didn't plan on waking up so soon but the subtle slosh of fluid made him want to piss. He groaned and slowly got up. Behind him, Kurosaki sighed and rolled onto his side. Jaggerjack turned and put the blanket over the younger man. The Arrancar smiled a smile of satisfaction. He had come home with his prize.

Jaggerjack stood up from the bed and headed for the bathroom.

The room was quiet as the older man left. Ichigo was tucked underneath the stark white covers, still fast asleep. It was somewhat strange how soundly he had slept at Grimmjow's side. Now, completely unprotected, the teen tossed and turned uneasily. Sweat began to latch onto the bed sheets, his dreams becoming darker with each second.

A tall figure moved into the room silently. It observed the Shinigami with little indifference. Slowly, it walked towards the bed and loomed over, pulling back the covers for a better look. Aizen was stunned at what he saw. Gin shuffled in silently behind the man.

"So… what do you wanna do with him?" Gin asked.

Aizen turned with a smile. "We'll leave him be for now. I wouldn't dare harm a child. Besides, he can't do anything to us even he wanted to." He looked back at Ichigo and Gin saw him shiver. He was trying hard to hold back his gut-wrenching laughter. Instead, he coughed into his sleeve and straightened up. "I wonder how that cat even managed…"

Ichigo awoke to a feeling of warmth against his back. Grimmjow was spooning him from behind, his cock pressed directly at the small of his back. He felt it pulsate slowly. The teen blushed deep red and tried to wriggle away from the Arrancar's morning wood. Pre-cum dribbled from the tip as it continued to rub against Ichigo's back. A slight moan escaped past Grimmjow's lips and he moved closer, his hand sliding past Kurosaki's baby bump.

"Stop it you idiot!" Ichigo elbowed the older man in the face. Hard. He heard Jaggerjack's jaw click violently as he moved away, dragging the covers with him.

Grimmjow propped himself up on his elbow and, rather painfully, popped his jaw back into place. His blood trickled from his mouth in a slowly stream. He growled loudly and tugged back the covers, as well as Ichigo. The teen crashed down onto the white mattress. Jaggerjack fought his way into the thick blanket, tasting his way up to Ichigo's face.

Kurosaki felt his member stiffen in response to the sexual assault. He hated how he reacted to the man. His moan leapt off the walls as Ichigo felt Grimmjow's cock, heavy and drooling, slide over his. It was an odd sensation. The barbs all along the Arrancar's length tickled at Ichigo's sac. He was surprised he hadn't noticed them before. His ass should've been torn to bits… or was he just too numb to feel the pain at the time?

The teen's thoughts were interrupted abruptly. He yelped in shock. Grimmjow watched with a smirk. He nipped roughly at Ichigo's jugular and rocked his hips, creating sexual friction. It was a wonderful sensation. Their cocks slide over each other in fast, jarring movements. Ichigo covered his mouth to contain his moans of pleasure.

The Arrancar's cool finger traveled all over the teen's sides with a feather light touch. It was just enough to make Ichigo squirm. He wanted to laugh at the strange feeling but his mind was too focused on the pleasure of his lover was bringing to him.

"Gr-Grimmjow!"

Ichigo's entire body shuddered with the climax. Cum splattered onto Grimmjow's chest and the white sheets. God, it felt good. The Arrancar chuckled, finally coming up from the covers to face his uke.

The teen's face was flushed deep red, all the way up to his ears. He seemed content with the situation before him and quite worn out. His smooth thighs slid gently over Grimmjow's in an effort to get comfortable. The two allowed their bodies to intertwine and relax to the steady beating of each other's hearts.

For once, Grimmjow was at peace with himself.

Until there was a knock on his door.

Ichigo stiffened. He nearly summoned his Zanpaktu, but Grimmjow stopped him, placing a hand over the teen's swollen stomach. "Don't move. If anyone finds you, then I'll lose both of you…"

The gesture was subtle but it spoke so loudly that Ichigo couldn't refuse. Quickly, he ducked under the covers. "Make them leave, Grimmjow. Now."

"What do you think I'm about to do, Kitten?" Jaggerjack climbed out of bed and threw on some clothes to hide the sticky mess still clinging to his chest. The knock came again. "Shut up already!" He growled. The cool floor felt good under his feet but he was too pissed to notice.

It was Starrk. He yawned into Grimmjow's face, scratching his head roughly. "Lemme in."

"Get out of my face, Starrk. I'm busy."

"And I'm tired. That runt won't leave me alone and I need to sleep." Starrk pushed past the other Arrancar with little effort and made for the bed. Grimmjow knocked him flat to the floor, taking out his knees. Ichigo jumped hearing the thud

"I said, get out." Jaggerjack's voice was dark, laced with acid. Now, he was really pissed. "Get the fuck out of my room before I have to throw you out. I don't want to give Aizen a reason to come down here and kick your ass."

Starrk didn't move. Grimmjow flipped the Arrancar over and rolled his eyes at the scene before him. He had fallen asleep as soon as he hit the floor. The impact had been just enough to help clear his mind and sleep simply came to him. Drool dribbled from the corner of his mouth slowly. With little to no effort, he dragged Starrk out by his ankles and left him in the hallway. He closed the door after himself and pounced back into bed.

"I'm still hard…" He purred into Ichigo's ear, pulling back the covers to gaze upon him with seductive eyes. He ground his erection into the teen's hips through the thick fabric. "Do something about it."

The rest of the day went to dealing out the best sex either of them had ever had.

Ichigo was seeing stars by the time Grimmjow was done with him. The room was hot. The bed was sweaty. Their bodies were slick with the effects of sex. The teen watched as the older man slowly withdrew. He could feel his inside start to burn, cum forcing its way out. He winced when it began to seep out slowly.

"I made quite a mess inside you, didn't I?" The Arrancar had came at least 3 times. He prodded at Ichigo's inflamed backside. All he heard was the Shinigami's cry before it spilled out onto the sheets. "Quite a mess…" Grimmjow sucked his fingers clean and climbed out of bed, heading for the closet.

The teen laid himself out, his body spent and his mind was blank. He didn't know what was happening to him anymore. Was it hormones… or was he really falling for this man? He barely had time to think about it as his body was lifted from the bed. Ichigo jumped, instinctively latching onto Grimmjow while he was carried off towards the bathroom. It was carefully hidden behind the closet. The steam was already rising from the bath and there was a light hint of lavender in the air.

Ichigo's face was completely flushed. It felt strange. He could hear Jaggerjack's steady heartbeat as his head lay on the man's chest. The sound was calming in his ear. They didn't speak as the Arrancar placed him in the bath water.

"Thanks…" Kurosaki muttered. He settled into the welcoming warm water as Grimmjow sat on one of the small stools by the tub. He heard the man snicker in indifference. "What's so funny asshole?"

"First time you've ever thanked me." The Arrancar pulled a washcloth from the edge of the tub and grabbed a bar of soap. He lathered up the washcloth under the water, taking his time. "Now, hold still for a bit. I don't want to have to pin ya down."

"Not like you'd be able to…" Ichigo muttered. He let Grimmjow run the washcloth over his body. It felt nice to not have to do anything. Life at home had been so hectic, so unorganized. God, it was just weird. He didn't want to think about it too much or else he would regret leaving them behind. Instead, his mind wandered to the soft tug of the wet fabric. It felt nice to clean.

He turned his head so he could look upon the man beside him. Grimmjow…
Without thinking, Ichigo grabbed him by the chin and kissed him.

After so long, my computer finally stopped acting like a bitch. I'm sorry! Please enjoy this! I'll try to write faster to give you all the smut possible! Love you guys!