Today was one of those rare days where Murcielago had been caught by his master's mother, and couldn't accompany the pale introvert to the school, but that was okay. He purred gently as the purple-eyed woman, Solita, stroked his ears lazily. They were sitting outside on the stairs of the back porch because of the nice weather, and the demon cat dozed while the human read a book and hummed tunefully. They had probably been sitting there for a good hour in comfortable silence before it was broken.

"Oh, hello there, pretty kitty," Solita suddenly chirped, her hand stilling on Murciel's back.

A black ear twitch and the kitten-shaped demon lifted his head to see what had caught the woman's attention. There was a sleek black cat on the fence nearest them, staring at them with interested yellow eyes. Its tail swayed lazily as it rested its head on its paws. Murciel wasn't sure, but he could almost swear that the cat was intently focused on him. His ears flattened in suspicion as he sent out tendrils of his magic to test the strange feline.

Just as his magic brushed over the cat, it smiled.

Murciel's green eyes widened in shock before he jumped to his feet, back arched and fur flaring. He hissed and darted inside in perfect feline fashion.

That cat wasn't normal.

His master had been tired when he returned from school. So after doing his homework, he promptly undressed down to his underwear and t-shirt and laid down for a long nap. Murciel didn't mind in the least, his master needed rest, and when Ulquiorra was asleep he could mess with him without hindrance. He'd experimented a lot over the time he'd been with Ulqui, testing out things in hopes of not waking him. Out of everything from brushing his hair, to feeding from him, to massaging him and sucking him off, the only thing that usually woke his master from his deep dreams were picking him up and giving him particularly explosive orgasms. The demon licked his lips as he palmed his master's pride, earning a soft and sleepy moan. It'd been a few days, perhaps he should have some more of Ulqui's seed?

b~~~d

Ulquiorra woke when he felt his briefs slipping past his hips and reached to grab them. "Don't even think about it," he grumbled as he turned bleary eyes on the demon servant who gazed back with a hungry look in his inverted eyes.

"I don't typically think when I do this, Master, it's distracting." Murciel leaned forward and captured Ulqui's lips as a clawed hand slipped between the human's legs. "Mm, I hunger for your body."

Ulqui pressed the palm of the hand not still grasping his underwear against the demon's chest, and pushed weakly. "I fed you two days ago."

"Only two days? It feels like longer."

"You're just a glutton."

Murciel chuckled and recaptured Ulqui's lips.

He pulled away again. "Stop, going to sleep early will have meant nothing if you just put me back to sleep."

The hungry, lustful look turned into a curious one as Murciel recovered his hand and gave Ulqui some space. "Oh? You have plans?"

"Yes." Ulqui gave the demon a little shove and was given the space he wanted. He swung his feet off of the bed and pulled his underwear the rest of the way up before going to where he'd left his jeans in a heap on the floor.

"What are these plans of yours?"

"I want to go for a walk," Ulqui mumbled as he pulled the soft denim up his legs and buckled the belt that was dangling from the belt loops.

Murciel peeked over at the window, taking in the lack of sun and the blanket of darkness the sky had become whilst his master slept. "It's too late for a walk."

"No, it isn't." Ulqui shoved his arms into his jacket as he spoke and went to put his socks on.

"Master, it's dangerous for a small human like you to walk around at night."

"Tell me about it. Last time I went for a midnight stroll, I ended up with a horny, blood-sucking demon servant that I can't get rid of." He trumped down the stairs before hearing the demon's retort, but then again, he had no desire to hear it anyway. Once downstairs, he stuffed his feet into his sneakers and left the house.

The night air was cool, making him put his hood up, but it was also quiet with very few cars rumbling by to break the silence he craved. Head down and his hands stuffed into his pockets, he took one of his usual routes toward the park that would take him past the lake waterfront. The lake was always nice at night, the crashing of the waves against the rocks, the fresh smell that hung in the air, the twinkling of the little bit of light cast on it by the pier and the small lighthouse that was more decorative than functional. Ulqui sighed serenely; he'd missed this.

Murcielago stayed close behind him, but thankfully quiet as they strolled through the streets and then on the sidewalk going into the park.

"Ungh!" Ulqui grunted when a hand suddenly grasped his shoulder, ceasing his forward motion. The teenager whipped his head around to berate the demon, but the intense look Murciel was casting ahead of them ended his words in his throat and made him look forward as well.

There was a group of people not far ahead of them, that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. There were ten of them, all dressed in black garb with swords poised in front of them with the exception of a long-haired man in the front who had a whit haori thrown over his dark clothes.

The person next to him pointed at Ulquiorra. "Him. He's the demon I was telling you about."

Ulqui squinted, trying to see the speaker. The voice was familiar. Is that Rukia?

"Ah," Murciel uttered. "That's why she was so odd; she's a Shinigami."

"Shinigami?" the teenager uttered out loud in confusion.

"So you know what we are, Ulquiorra?" Rukia asked. "If that's even your true name."

I'm guessing they can't hear you?"

"I suppose not."

Great… "What do you want with me?"

"We've come to destroy you, demon," the long-haired one said.

"…I'm not a demon…" He shook his head and turned to walk away; looks like his night walk was ruined. "Stop bothering me."

Suddenly, Murcielago transformed into his demonic form and yanked Ulqui into the sky with a powerful flap of his wings just as a sword sliced the air where Ulqui had been standing.

"Shit!" someone cursed and looked up. "Coward! Don't run away!"

Ulqui looked down, regretted it, and looked back at Murciel. "What? They still can't see you?"

"Apparently not," the demon sighed as the entire situation was such a nuisance. "I knew I shouldn't have let you go on this walk; I'm taking you home right now."

Ulquiorra grunted again when his nose was crushed into Murciel's pale, rock-hard chest before he zipped off, back towards home. They were back at the house in no time, the demon having left the Shinigami in the dust with his superiority in flight, and Murciel opened the window before tossing Ulqui onto the bed and crawling in after him.

"There." Murciel closed the window and flicked his hands making a purple haze cover all of the walls before disappearing. "All safe now. No more late night strolls, master."

Ulqui shook his head. "You can't stop me from doing them," he said. "I'm only going to wait a few days before trying again, and next time, you can't come with me, that way they won't have a reason to confuse me for a demon."

Murciel cocked his head and crossed his arms. "Oh really? Well, then I'll have to do all that I can to keep you too tired to walk whenever the desire for a stroll crosses your mind."

Ulqui stiffened and brought his knees to his chest. "Don't you dare."

A smirk formed on the demon's gob before he pounced on the small human, making him yelp. Murciel shoved his master's face into the blankets as he quickly stripped him of everything except his t-shirt. He spread those pale cheeks and brought his mouth down on the pink pucker found there. Ulqui cried out into the sheets his face was shoved into as the demon's long tongue pressed and pressed until it passed the ring of muscle and lapped at his insides.

He worked his master's hole until it was loose and twitching before moving to line his prick up with it and pressing into it. Both moaned at the entrance. Everything felt so much better now that Murcielago was back in his full form, no magic making him something he was not and dulling the experience. He gripped the teenager's hips with both clawed hands and took up a slow rhythm; he wanted to prolong this.

With the hand gone from the back of his head, Ulqui had his head angled to the side, his moans unsilenced as he took every thrust. He gasped when the demon pulled out and flipped him onto his back before reentering.

The demon's head was cocked to the side and his eyes closed as he thrusted. As if he felt Ulqui's eyes on him, he opened his own and the human was caught. Staring wide-eyed in to that demonic gaze, Ulquiorra's moans grew louder, more wanton. What was it about those eyes in this unsealed form that made the young man so… lewd? He was being hypnotized, had to be, but he couldn't muster the will to care.

"Ah!" Their flesh slapped together, now, as the demon took up harder thrusts. "Ah! Ah! Ngh!"

The demon pulled away.

Ulquiorra screamed from the denial of his orgasm and clenched his thighs together.

Murcielago shook his head. "Ah, ah. no coming just yet, little Master. I want to enjoy this." He grabbed Ulquiorra around the neck and dragged him to his feet. Ulquiorra stumbled as Murciel pulled him towards the little storage room.

He shook his head, what had the demon thought of now? "N-No. Not- Not there!"

The demon shushed him gently, and continued pulling him, his struggling doing nothing to hinder his stride. He flicked his hand again and the room glowed purple again as he set up another ward to protect this room as well. He stooped to grab something from a hidden bag and pulled Ulqui to one of the higher beams in the room. Ulqui's struggling flagged as a leather cuff padded with sheepskin was wrapped around one wrist before he was hefted up to throw the little bit of chain over the beam and his other wrist was secured. As he dangled, the demon fell to his knees before him and swallowed his cock down in one precise motion.

Ulqui yelled out again and the demon threw his legs over his shoulders so that the human was basically straddling his head. He gripped Ulqui's hips once for and bobbed his head making hungry and lusty slurping sounds. Ulqui grew close again, and same as before Murciel pulled away. "Ungh! No m-more. Stop."

Murciel lapped at the ruddy head. "You don't really want that. Be honest, Master, you like it when I suck your cock." He roughly sucked the tip, pulling away with a pop. "Don't you? Say it."

Ulqui whimpered and shook his head desperately. He needed to come. He needed to come so bad.

"Look at me."

He knew it was a trap, but he found himself looking down at the demon anyway. Something about seeing the demon with his head cradled between his thighs made him moan pitifully.

"You like it when I suck you cock," he repeated, "don't you?"

Trembling, Ulqui nodded.

"Say it."

"I really l-like it."

He was swallowed again, this time with a firm pressure against his twitch hole. Both of the demon's hands were still clutching his hips, so it must've been his tail.

Murciel brought him to the brink again before stopping again, this time completely separating from the teen. He let Ulquiorra hang as he rose to his full height and went around to his back. Ulqui fit his head through the gap in his arms and let his head hang back, trying to keep his eyes on the demon.

His hips were grabbed again, and his hole breached. Murcielago grabbed a fistful of his hair and took up a more brutal pace. Their flesh smacked as the demon's thighs met his, and wet sounds filled the air. Once more he grew close, and once more he was denied.

"Stop it!"

Murciel chuckled and returned to the human's front. "Calm down. I just don't want to lick your spend off the floor." He sucked him in and Ulqui came nigh instantly.

Screams filled the air as Murciel swallowed every drop. When there ceased to be spurts, he grit his teeth and trembled violently from aftershocks that refused to let him go under. Murciel gripped his hair and smashed their lips together, swallowing his moans as the human continued to tremble. When he fell still, his wrists were freed and he was carried back to bed.

The next day, Ulqui convinced Murciel to not follow him to school, and it was a good thing too, because he was confronted by Rukia and the rest of her crew on the way to school.

The twiggy girl made short work of manhandling him into an alley and slamming him against the wall. A heavy stone collar was snapped around his neck before he was let go.

"What is this?" he demanded, grabbing the collar and yanking at it.

Rukia stared. "Why aren't you bound? Seki-seki stone is supposed to weaken demons greatly!"

"He isn't a demon, Rukia," the long-haired man said.

"But I sense his demonic energy."

The man stared at Ulqui for a moment. "It's only residue. He must've only been a vessel; the demon's gone." He turned as if thinking of walking away. "He must've run after we discovered him last night."

"Damn!"

Then it hit him; they thought he was a normal human now, he should play this to his advantage.

"What, are you going to bully me too?" he asked.

Rukia looked at him with confusion despite her fist still gripping his jacket.

"You're just like all the others. Picking on me because I'm different. I thought everything was looking up when Grimmjow decided to stop harassing me, but I guess the fates were just making way for a new bully for me."

"What?' She let go of him. "No, I- "

Ulqui let his head fall as if defeated. "Go on… hit me. Just get it over with, I don't want to be late for class."

Rukia stepped away. "No wait, you don't understand. I'm not going to hurt you."

"That's a load of crap." He grabbed the seki-seki stone collar again. "How do you explain this?"

She immediately removed it. "I honestly didn't mean to bully you."

"Then can I go?"

She moved out of the way and Ulqui hustled back to the sidewalk and headed for school; he was very glad that he'd left the demon at home.

x~x

"Come to my house."

Ulqui looked at Grimmjow who had suddenly appeared before him as he walked out of the school. "Why?"

Grimmjow leaned in close and grabbed Ulqui when he tried to lean away. "My dad's gone on business until Monday, so I'm going to try to summon him, but I want you and Murciel to be there."

"That's… not a good idea."

Grimmjow scowled. "What? Why?"

Ulquiorra flinched as he saw Rukia go by and dragged Grimmjow away. Once he was sure that they were safe, and well out of earshot, he spoke. "There are people here who are hunting demons. Shinigami."

"Pfft, it's fine."

Ulquiorra was taken aback by the bluenet's nonchalance. "No, it's not. For some reason they can't see Murciel, so they've been confusing me for a demon; it'll probably happen to you too."

"No, really, it's fine. I put runes in magic circle that protect them from all demon destroying weapons and in exchange they can't wreak havoc."

"So that's why."

Ulqui jumped when Murcielago suddenly appeared. "What are you doing here?" he whispered harshly.

"I was experimenting," the demon said. "It seems that they cannot sense me whatsoever when I am in my cat form. The Rukia girl even picked me up and pet me."

Grimmjow grinned. "See? All good. Now since you're here, let's head to my house." He didn't wait for an argument, he just grabbed the ravenet's arm and dragged him off.

x~x

Late at night, they trekked into the forest behind Grimmjow's house to where he'd prepared the magic circle in advance. The trees choked out the light from the full moon, so they instead followed the beam of light that shined from Grimmjow's flashlight until they came to a vast clearing. At its center was a tarp that Grimmjow was quick to pull away to reveal the magic circle.

Ulqui had never gotten a chance to look at the circle that summoned Murcielago, so he looked closely, and was rather impressed. The circle was intricate, filled with many runes and archaic designs with characters outlining the outside of the circle.

"What language is this?" he asked.

Grimmjow looked up from the duffel he was digging in, searching for something he'd brought. "Hmm? Oh, it's Khmer. Don't ask, I don't know why it's that language; I'd used Latin to summon Murciel. Here it is. Oh, good it didn't spill." He pulled out a pint of piglet blood -commenting about all the weird things one could buy online- and set it to the side before dragging the duffel closer to the circle. He took a moment to inspect the circle, comparing it to a picture he had, until he was satisfied and ready to begin.

Grimmjow shooed them. "Stand a little farther back, I'd be pissed if he latched onto you again."

Murcielago made them both scoot pretty far away and transformed into his original form before nodding to Grimmjow.

The bluenet nodded back and turned step into the circle, stopping to stand nearly at the center. He spilled a little of the blood from the pint before calling out the summoning spell.

Chaur kraok laeng chhma aroksa.
Ao srek chheam khlarkhen.
Bamreu khnhom ning ttuol ban/
kar touteat srabachbab nei sach ning chheam.
Chea anakbamreu smaohtrang robsakhnohm now/
kraom veangonn nei pheap ngngut khmaw nih.
Rhautadl pel del kechchasanyea rodsa yeung ban banhchob!

The circle glowed, and a wind picked up. A form began to rise from the center; Murcielago nudged his master a little farther behind him.

Pantera roared as he came fully into the realm, falling to his knees as he huffed heavily. He lifted his head, casting golden cat-eyes on the human who would be his new master.

Grimmjow held up the rest of the blood. "Do you want the rest?"

The demon looked a little distrustful as he answered. "Please… Master."

Grimmjow brought the plastic container to Pantera's lips and began to tip it up.

Pantera seemed a little surprised at first, but he regained his composure and began to drink hungrily from the pint. He groaned as he was satiated, crawling a little closer and rising up to place his hands on Grimm's hips. He growled when there was no more blood for him.

Grimmjow chuckled. "Calm down, I have some part of a pig in my duffel for you."

Pantera's eyes widened but then returned to their wary squint. "How… generous."

"Can you stand?"

As graceful as the animal that was his base form, he rose to his feet. Pantera towered a head and a half over Grimmjow who was of average height for his age. The moonlight shining into the clearing let them see his features; a lean body with pronounced musculature, an angular face, thin lips with protruding fangs, pointed ears that peaked past long white hair. His hands bore long curved claws, as did his toes, and a long white tail waved about behind him.

"I didn't think you'd be albino."

Pantera grunted. "They all say that. Are you disappointed… Master?"

Grimmjow made a face. "Why would I be? Come on, let me feed you. Sorry, but it'll be cold." He opened the duffel and then a trash bag that was inside. Pantera seemed to salivate before falling to his knees and digging in.

"Wow, you were hungry."

He swallowed, blood staining his face and hands. "Being summoned takes a lot out of us, that is why we require sustenance upon arrival." He ripped off some more meat and shoved it in his hungry maw before his eyes finally landed on Murcielago and Ulquiorra. "You're here too, Murcielago?" He stared in an evaluating manner at the human. "That weak human summoned you?"

"No, your master did. He was trying to summon you, but failed and I latched onto this one instead."

Pantera chewed for a moment before looking over his shoulder at Grimmjow? "That was you?"

"Yeah."

Pantera shrugged. "Hmph, I felt the summons, but the offering did not peak my interest." He looked expectantly at the bluenet.

"Yeah, Murciel told me about all of the specifics I'd missed. It worked this time, so I don't really care about my past botch up."

Yet again, Pantera looked mildly surprised before returning to his original countenance.

"Why do you keep looking like that?"

The question was vague, but the demon picked up what the human was trying to say. "My past masters have punished me greatly for things like not meeting their standards or not answering prior summons. Some have even starved me in hopes of completely breaking my will."

"Did you kill them?" Grimmjow asked as if the question were as normal as asking what time it was.

"No, but when they died, I stole their souls and tortured them until I grew bored and destroyed them."

Ulqui's eyebrows rose at the blatant confession.

"Don't be so surprised, Master," Murciel murmured, "we can be very vengeful when crossed; remember that."

Ulqui nodded.

A few more bites and Pantera was finished with his summoning feast, and he cleaned the blood from his face and hands with his tongue. He looked to his master for orders, remaining in his crouched position.

Grimmjow gestured at the forest around them. "This is your hunting grounds to do whatever you want with. Do you want to explore now, or do you want to head back with us?"

"I have a choice?"

"Yeah."

"Then, I'd like to explore."

"Okay, just find me when you're done; I'll be at the house and I'll leave a window cracked for you."

Pantera nodded.

"I'd like to join you," Murcielago piped up. At Pantera's nod, the bat demon kissed Ulquiorra and went to stand with the other Demon Lord. "Be good, Master. We will return soon enough."

The humans waved and headed back to the house, leaving the demons in the clearing.

b~~~d

A grin creeped over Murciel's maw as he watched the humans leave. He spoke once he was sure they would not hear. "You cannot fool me, Pantera," he chided. "Grimmjow has no control over you."

Pantera grew his own predatory grin. "Just as yours does not control you, I noticed."

Murciel chuckled. "How cruel of you to let him believe he had power over you; how long will you keep up this farce?"

Pantera shrugged. "Until I feel like asserting my dominance. Actually, I'd planned on killing him if he turned out to be like all of the other masters I'd had, but he is delightfully naïve and sanguine." He licked his lips. "I want to mount him. Do you fuck your so-called master?"

"I actually did just the other night. I hung him from the rafters until I broke down the stubborn wall he has and had him practically begging."

Pantera rumbled lustfully. "When I admit that he has no control over me, I will drag him into the forest, strip him bare, and pound into him with my fangs buried in the back of his neck. In time, I'll turn him into an obedient submissive that's hungry for my cock and worships the ground I stand on." He hissed a little and looked down at his burgeoning erection. "Damn, I'm so hard."

"Hm, I rather prefer my Master being only half-naked, myself. Do you want me to take care of that for you?"

Pantera growled.

"Relax, I'll only suck you off."

He growled again.

"Shall I do it in my human form so you won't have to fear me biting it off?"

Pantera cocked his head and stared at him considering before nodding. In an instant, Murcielago transformed into the most human of forms that he used prior. His long hair was done up in the high-ponytail, he was dressed in the gray slacks and the blue camo sweater. Pantera rumbled when he noticed the cat collar around the demon's neck.

"Your 'Master' collared you?"

Murciel shrugged. "It's to keep up appearances with his mother. Does it turn you on?"

Pantera found himself wrapping his hands around Murciel's throat, his thumbs rubbing the rough collar. "Yes. I will be getting him a collar once I break the bad news to him."

"Not before he collars you first."

The demon-panther snarled. "That's not going to happen!"

Murciel patted Pantera's hands, which were constricting his neck. "I can't suck you off with a broken neck, now can I?"

Pantera's grip loosened. "Mph, I forgot." He released Murcielago as he slid gracefully to his knees before him, taking Pantera's length in his hands. He gasped when his tip was licked roughly.

"Someone's sensitive."

"Be quiet and blow me."

Murcielago chuckled before wrapping his lips around Pantera and taking back as much as his mouth could fit before pulling back and doing it all over again. He had the albino absolutely trembling in ecstasy, yet he still decided to be snide.

"Is that all you can do?" he goaded.

Murciel smirked around the cock in his mouth before taking him down his throat.

Pantera gasped. His legs gave and Murciel followed him down, his mouth still working the other demon. Pantera huffed and snarled savagely as he dug his claws into the ground. Feeling his impending climax, he wrapped his thighs around Murciel's neck just before he blew his load down his throat. He roared and gripped Murciel's hair as he came.

Falling limp on the ground, he breathed hard as he let his eyes slowly blink closed then open. Steam rose off of him, his skin superheated compared to the cold night air. Eventually he looked back down at Murciel whom he still had trapped on his cock.

The demon didn't look too happy with him if the glare was any indicator. He stared evenly at Pantera with his mouth still wrapped around his prick, and semen that he didn't manage to swallow dribbling out of his mouth, and even his nose, to pool on his groin. Pantera eventually opened his legs.

Murciel pulled away with a small cough and wiped his face. "You're lucky I don't have to breathe to survive, else I'd have turned and bitten you." He licked his hand and hummed appreciatively at what he tasted. "Do something like that with Grimmjow, and you'll kill him."

Pantera grinned. "I don't plan on having his mouth down there."

Murciel laughed.

b~~~d

Grimmjow was still up when the demons crawled through the window an hour later. The Fourth Demon Lord spared him only a glance before making his way to his faux-master who was laid out on the trundle near the bed, fast asleep. He grinned as he pulled away the blanket and straddled his prostrate body. Ulquiorra moaned gently as he was divested of his underwear and the too-big sleep pants Grimmjow had loaned him.

Grimmjow's eyebrows rose. He wasn't about to fuck him then and there was he?

Pantera settled on the bed next to him. "I got him riled up when I asked him to tell me what he did with his pretend master, and now he's like this."

"Ah!" Ulqui was rudely awakened when he was penetrated. "Wh-What are you doing? We did it yesterday."

"Yes, but I did not feed yesterday, Master, so I intend on righting that mistake right now."

Grimmjow whipped his head around when he saw what looked like a purple fog cover his walls and disappear. "What was that?"

"Murcielago used his magic to sound-proof the room; he intends to make his human scream."

The winged-demon pinned the emo's arms down and ripped into his neck with his fangs. Ulqui moaned loud and long and Murciel began to piston his hips.

"Damn," Grimmjow murmured. So this was what the demon subjected him to when the desire hit him. He felt kind of bad that it was his fault the quiet recluse had to go through this, but at the same time he couldn't help how hot the guy sounded. He sounded just like a girl getting her cunt pounded good to Grimm's ears. It made the bluenet wish he had a girlfriend. That Orihime girl was pretty hot.

Murciel removed his fangs and pressed a hard kiss to the spot he'd kissed. "Ah~ You moan so beautifully for me, Master," he growled into Ulqui's throat, his thrusts never faltering.

Ulqui was sobbing by this point, the mixture of the bite and the penetration too much. "Ngh, ah! Gonna… gonna cum. Need to cum!"

Growling, Murciel pulled out and gripped Ulqui's ankles. Ulqui keened as his ankles were brought to rest over his head where the demon grabbed up a slender wrist in each hand as well, trapping Ulqui in a position where was bent completely in half with his ass was tilted in the air and his intimate place left totally vulnerable to the Fourth Lord. He licked from Ulqui's hole to his taint in one slow slurp and then nibbled at his perineum.

"You're not allowed to cum yet, Master," he purred. "It's the weekend, so I want to torment you properly." He made a look as if suddenly realizing where he was and looked at Grimm. "Will this be bothersome to you? I could always fly us home; all those wonderful toys you helped me buy are there anyway."

"I'm certainly enjoying the show," Pantera spoke up.

Grimmjow jumped having forgotten the demon, his mind focused on both the scene before him as well as a potential girlfriend he could do all these dirty things with. On second thought, Orihime seemed too innocent for all this. There weren't any girls in his class, really, that stuck out to him, and it was too bad that Chizuru was a lesbian; she looked like she could handle some of this kinky stuff.

"What about you?" Pantera asked.

Grimmjow came back to reality again. "Huh? Oh, it's fine."

Murcielago's grin was absolutely lecherous. He turned back to Ulqui and tickled his hole with his long tongue before slipping it inside. Ulqui screamed and Murciel created a moist seal around his open pucker with his mouth.

Grimmjow's cock jerked. Man, he needed to get laid.

Damn him. Damn Murcielago to an early demise. He was teasing Pantera. Trying to get him to reveal the truth sooner than what the bestial-demon wanted. Or at least that's what Pantera thought. He watched avidly, all the same, gathering ideas from the display. Murcielago seemed to break his human so effectively with this torture, or maybe this was a product of several weeks of torture; he couldn't be sure.

He looked over to his own human as Murcielago released one of his human's wrists and ankles from his hold to grip the base of the human's modest length to stave off his release. Grimmjow was watching, yet at the same time seemed to be off somewhere in his own head, and his erection was evident through the thin underwear he wore. He scowled, wishing then that he'd honed his skills at reading minds, or rather had learned telepathy in the first place. He wanted to know what his human was thinking; was he wondering what it felt like, being taken in such a way; was he wishing he was in the other human's place; did he want to be touched then and there?

He growled. There was no use; he'd have to ask.

"That looks like fun," he murmured, only continuing when Grimmjow blinked and looked at him. "Would you like for me to do things like that to you?"

"What? No way! I prefer tits to dicks, don't get confused."

There was no hesitation, no apprehension, in his tone.

Pantera held back a grin that threatened the edges of his mouth. Oh, how he would enjoy breaking this human.

He reached over and palmed the outline of the boy's cock. "Then would you like for me to take care of this?"

Grimmjow removed the hand. "No. I'll just take care of it later." He shifted his cock upwards to trap it against his stomach with the waistband of his underwear and tugged the hem of his shirt over it.

Pantera forced a sigh.

Grimmjow crossed his arms and glared. "Whaaat?" he tested.

"It's just… watching them is making me so horny and restless, and having you so close and horny too makes me want to do something."

Grimmjow pursed his lips. It was obvious that he would not be moved.

Not while he still thought he was in control anyway.

"You could jerk off," the bluenet told him. He nodded at the clothes hamper on the other side of the writhing bodies. "I have a towel in there you can use to clean up afterwards."

I'd much rather have you lick up my spilled release. He kept the thought to himself; there would be time for that later. "May I breathe your essence while I handle myself then?"

Grimmjow's eyes narrowed into mere slits. "Suuure…"

Pantera placed himself on the floor while Grimmjow went to retrieve the towel for him. When Grimmjow returned, looming over him with the towel in hand, it irked him briefly that it was not the other way around.

A sharp yelp made him look over at the other two as he took the towel and Grimmjow sat back down on the edge of the bed. Murcielago had his human stretched out now, him lying on his side while his hand gripped the human's wrists and his legs wrapped around the green-eyed human's thighs to hold him still while he alternated between jacking his fake master off, gripping his base to keep his orgasm at bay and slapping the ridged length. The slapping was what made the human yelp so deliciously.

Licking his lips, he palmed his own cock. It looked normal now, but he could change that whenever he wanted. It was a little known fact that he wasn't simply a panther-demon. No, that was just his original form, he should really be referred to as a beast-demon as he could assume the form of any animalistic demon he'd ever devoured. He could grow an extra row of teeth behind his first from the shark demon he'd devoured. He could create lethal poisons that could be transmitted through bites from the snake demon he'd eaten.

He could assume the cocks of whatever beast he wished.

On an upward stroke of his cock, he turned and buried his nose into Grimmjow's crotch.

He growled when the human dared to grab his hair to stop him. "What are you doing?"

Pantera cast his golden gaze up. "You said I could breathe your essence while I get myself off."

"Do you have to do it there?!"

"Your scent is the most potent here."

"Does it really have to be me, though? My entire room smells like sex right now."

"But I want your scent. Can't I stay?"

Grimmjow huffed and shifted uncomfortably. "Fine, just… stop talking. It feels weird."

Pantera grinned. So the vibrations from his voice affected him, huh?

Keeping up his ruse, he got comfortable, nuzzling his nose against the bluenet's crotch before beginning to stroke himself.

Pantera found it almost pathetic how masterful he was at this task. His years spent alone and without a lover or mate giving him ample time to practice it.

He turned his groan into a purr as he slid his hand upwards and twisted his wrist at the top.

Grimmjow reacted to the purr, his hands taking up a white knuckled grip on the edge of the bed and his face twisting into a grimace. "I thought… panthers didn't purr…" he got out.

Pantera ignored him in favor of purring some more as he thumbed his slit.

"Actually… stop using me to get off. I ain't comfortable with it."

"Ah! Murcie!" the other human cried as his cock was struck again.

Grimmjow's prick jerked against his nose and Pantera pounced, pulling back the elastic of his human's underwear with his teeth so his dick popped out and taking it into his mouth. The bluenet cried out and gripped Pantera's hair again. The demon gripped Grimmjow's knees and began sucking him off much like Murcielago had him. Grimmjow gave him a good shove, and Pantera pulled away if only so he couldn't possibly damage the helpless organ in his mouth.

He was startled, however, when he received a blow to the head.

Showing fang, he looked back up at the human, but managed to hold in most of his ire at being struck. Standing, Grimmjow fixed himself.

"Never do that again!" he commanded before stomping towards the door and out of it, slamming the door behind himself. He peeked back in. "And put some damn pants on when you're done!" He slammed the door again.

Pantera heard chuckling behind him, and turned around to see Murcielago lazily jerking his human off; it was a deep red from abuse and denied release. "You over-stepped."

Pantera huffed and went over to them, where he sat, cross-legged, barely a centimeter from the prostrate human who didn't seem to be quite with them; his mind partially in sub-space. "No, he over-stepped. Hitting me like that. He'll get tenfold later. No; triple that."

"Don't kill him," Murcielago warned as he idly pinched the human's base again.

"I didn't mean punches. I'm going to spank him for every infraction."

"Then I hope for his sake that you assert your dominance soon."

Both demons laughed.

Laughing caused the Fourth Demon Lord to cease his strokes, and his human weakly tried to thrust into his still hand. "M-Murciel…"

"You let him call you such a demeaning name?" he wondered as the other demon kissed his human and began stroking anew.

"Yes. I rather like it; my full name's such a mouthful." Grinning, he looked from the lust-addled boy and back at Pantera. I want to try something. Could you play along?

Pantera growled a little at having Murciel's voice suddenly in his head, but had to admit his interest was piqued and nodded.

Murciel grinned a little wider. "Your master left you high and dry. Why don't you slake your lust with my human?"

White eyebrows rose, but fell when he realized what the bat-demon was doing. His grin let Murciel know that he was willing.

Murciel took his leg off of his human's thighs and Pantera dragged him over. "Don't mind if I do." He flipped the malleable boy onto his stomach and spread his cheeks wide. "Ooo, he's positively gaping. He'll fit me like a glove." The human moaned as Pantera fingered him, his wrinkled brow the only sign that he was slowly coming out of sub-space because something had changed. "Can come inside of him?"

"Go ahead."

The human blinked blearily and his hand twitched. "Ngh…"

Pantera spread his legs and aimed his tip at the ravenet's hole.

"No… no!" Just the touch of the demon beast's cock against him made him jolt as if he'd been shocked. "No! Murcie! AH!"

Murcielago snatched him away, and held him close, shushing and kissing him gently. "It's okay, Master."

His human clung to him and buried his face into Murciel's chest. "B-Bastard," he murmured.

"Yes, yes, I know. Here. I'll let you come now," he appeased as he laid the ravenet down, flat on his stomach and straddled his legs.

The human managed to brace his hands against the mattress and tried, weakly, to lift himself and escape. "No. Don't… want it… anymore."

"Hush now, Master." He slammed inside and took up a brutal pace.

"No! D-Don't- ah! Ngh-No! St-ah, ah, Ah!" The hapless human couldn't get a word in as his demon worked him over, his weak flails and kicks useless and in protests unintelligible, though Pantera found his efforts cute.

Figuring he'd might as we enjoy this, Pantera planted his ass on the floor and worked his own erection over. Closing his eyes, he imagined the little human's moans were Grimmjow's, and that it was his ass squeezing his cock. Grimmjow would probably resist and cry and curse him the first few times, but overtime he'd become unwillingly acquiescent and miserable, and then he'd learn to enjoy his demon master's advances. Pantera couldn't wait for when Grimmjow beg for it.

"Fuck me, Master," his dream human said, on his knees wearing nothing but a collar and the scars he would earn from their play.

He crested and roared, releasing just as the human reached release as well. Before he could ride the aftershocks, he received a blow to the back. He opened his eyes and looked at the older, more powerful Demon Lord who'd hit him with his whip-like tail. "What?!"

"You came all over him!" Murciel hissed.

Looking over, he saw that he'd indeed drawn a pretty white picture all over the human's back.

Murciel held out his hand. "Your towel. Now."

Pantera made quick work of tossing it to the irate demon.

Grimmjow took that moment to walk in. Pantera frowned. His human looked satisfied and his cock was flaccid. He made a mental note to himself for ten more spanks to go with the thirty he'd earned for hitting him earlier. So that was forty all together. Looks like his human wouldn't be sitting comfortably for a while.

"Oh, good," Grimmjow said. "You're done. And you don't have pants on." The last one he said with a snappish tone.

Pantera added five more to the counter.

Oh, he's going to get it, Murciel tittered in his head.

Pantera fought back a smirk and rose, walking over to Grimmjow as he summoned a breechcloth to cover his loins.

Grimmjow shrugged after assessing the garment of choice. "Eh, close enough, I guess."

"I lost myself," the albino forced the apology. "Forgive me."

The bluenet stared for a while. He shrugged. "It's fine. As far as I can tell, almost all of you Demon Lords are horny bastards. I can't fault you for following your nature. It'd be like yelling at me for breathing and shitting." He weaved around Pantera and hopped into his bed. "I'm exhausted, turn off the lights when you're done." He rolled to face the wall and pulled his blanket over his head. He fell still.

Light switch is right there.

Pantera looked at the other demon who'd slipped into a hornless, but still all demon, form. He was smirking at Pantera as he cuddled up around his human and drew the blankets over them both.

Darkness surrounded them once he smacked the switch, though his eyes adjusted quickly. He grew annoyed as he looked around at the reposing bodies around him; where was he to sleep?

In his bed, of course.

I'm going to have to ask you to stay the fuck out of my head.

Make me.

He cursed silently knowing damn well that he couldn't. He strolled over and crawled onto the small bed with his human.

Grimmjow woke with a start, and put his hand on Pantera's chest to hold him off. "What are you doing?"

"Where else am I going to sleep?"

He squinted. "Demons don't sleep…"

"Well, what else am I going to do while you're asleep?" he snapped.

"I dunno. I thought you'd go outside or something. Explore some more…"

He added 5 more to the counter. "Outside it is, then." He scooted off of the bed and headed for the window.

"Wait. Wait, wait, wait."

Pantera turned around.

Grimmjow flopped back down on his pillow. "Fine. Do you have a smaller form though? Cuz both of us won't fit on this bed."

Pantera grinned knowing that the human wouldn't see it for the darkness. Minus 10 points. He went back to the bed and crawled on. "Don't worry, we'll both fit." He nudged Grimmjow towards the wall, and slid in behind him. The human fidgeted at having the demon so close, but Pantera just snuggled closer until the human huffed and stilled in defeat.

It would be the first of many defeats.

x~x

Murciel woke early the next day and made breakfast. The smell of food cooking woke Pantera and he went to watch.

"Why are you wearing your formal clothes?" Pantera asked as he hopped up to crouch on a counter space Murciel wasn't using.

The formalwear the panther-demon was talking about was the long grey, high-necked coat with red buttons, the hakama and boots. Murciel only shrugged as he poked at the eggs the way he'd seen Solita do so many times before. "It was just the first thing I put on." With a thought he shifted into the other set of clothes he wore in his human form. He peeked over at Pantera and went back to cooking. "You should think about conjuring up another set of clothes."

"Why?"

"Because Grimmjow will probably ask you to put some clothes on sooner rather than later."

Pantera sneered, but still formed a pair of clothes that was more appropriate. It was obvious that he got inspiration from what Grimmjow had worn yesterday as well as what Murciel was wearing just then. His feet were still bare, but he now wore dark jeans, and a long sleeve shirt with a gray vest on. "Happy?" he muttered.

"I don't really care, though Grimmjow will probably appreciate it."

That was when the bluenet stepped in. "Something smells good," he remarked as head scratched his stomach under his shirt. "I didn't know you could cook, Murcie."

"I spend a lot of time with Madam Solita when Master leaves me at home. Did he show any sign of waking, by the way?"

Grimmjow took a seat at the dining table within view of the kitchen and shook his head. "The guy's so dead to the world that I had to check and make sure he was still breathing."

"Hmm." Murciel scooped some eggs onto a plate that already had bacon and a slice of toast on it and went to it in front of Grimmjow. He headed towards the room. "I'd better go get him or he'll sleep through to night. Feel free to have some food, Tera, I made plenty."

Pantera snarled at the demeaning name. "Refer to me by my name, my title, or nothing at all, Quatro!"

Murciel wasn't listening.

Pantera rumbled unhappily, but he still prowled forward over the counter to the plate of bacon and sat to take a piece. His tail wrapped around to cover his feet as he munched.

Grimmjow laughed. "Man, you look just like a gigantic cat sitting there like that."

Pantera only shrugged, the human's observation not annoying him in the slightest.

Ulquiorra was grumbling unhappily as Murciel walked him to the table, still naked from last night. Grimmjow made a sound as he looked at the half-asleep guy. "That reminds me. I have to clean that trundle now." His nose wrinkled as Ulqui was made to sit in a chair. "And that seat cushion."

While Murciel returned to the kitchen to make a plate for his human, Pantera dropped off the counter and strode quickly to the human. He startled when Pantera grew too close, but was still too out of it to do anything.

"What is your name, human?"

He blinked blearily and scooted back as far as the chair allowed. "Ulquiorra."

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself too," Grimmjow realized. "I'm Grimmjow."

Pantera nodded, and didn't bother revealing that Murcielago had already mentioned it to him the night prior. He gripped Ulquiorra's jaw and tilted his head left then right. "You don't look very healthy."

Murciel slapped his hand away when he arrived with a plate burdened with food for the boy. "He just doesn't eat enough, and doesn't go outside very often. I've been changing that slowly." He picked Ulqui up and rested him on his lap once he took up the newly vacated seat. He held him close as he speared up a bit of egg with his fork and pressed it into his human's mouth.

More thoughts came to Pantera's head, of feeding Grimmjow much like this, only with his fingers instead of a utensil.

You're welcome for the idea.

Pantera looked to his human. "Do you have anything about you that affects your health?" he asked.

Grimmjow shrugged. "I don't think so. I have a temper, but that doesn't really affect my health."

"It does if you display that temper in front of an enemy that could use it against you."

Grimmjow just shrugged again.

"Master, why are you being so surly today?" Murciel murmured making the other two in the room look at them. The human in his arms hadn't said anything, so Pantera supposed that there was a telepathic conversation going on between them that they hadn't heard. The bat-demon set down the fork and reached around to grasp the ravenet's chin much like Pantera had earlier. "Speak, Master, I don't like how cryptic you're being."

The human clenched his teeth and tried to yank his chin away with no luck. Eventually, he cast a sideways glare at his demon. "You're a real bastard, you know that? Giving me away to him like that. Were you really going to let him fuck me?"

Murcielago looked shocked, but then smiled. "Oh, Master, you're angry with me over that?" He chuckled. "You should know by now that I'd never share you."

"No," Ulquiorra retorted. "I don't know that! I don't know that at all! All I know is I became lucid with another demon crouching over me, trying to use me while you watched!"

"Were you scared, Master?"

They all jumped when he bellowed, "Yes! I was terrified! And then i-it turned out that you were just testing me! Why? Have I given you any reason to test me like that? Have I shown interest with doing that with some other person?"

Murciel hugged him close, crushing his nose into the human's hair where he kissed him. "Forgive me, Master, I was being cruel; childishly showing off in front of a fellow Lord."

Ulquiorra lurched as if to get away, but didn't get far in the least. "I can't just forgive something like that."

"Then I will work hard to make it back into your good graces."

Pantera huffed. "Why do you grovel to him? He doesn't control you."

Murciel smiled. "Because I love my adorable little Master." He stood and set Ulquiorra back on the chair before putting the fork in the human's hand. "Here, please eat while I draw you a bath, Master." The human said nothing, his countenance pouty as he shoved a bite of food into his mouth. Murciel kissed his head again and wandered off towards the back.

"Looks like I missed a lot when I left," Grimmjow commented, making the pale human blush and avoid looking at him.

"I'm not too happy with you either," he murmured.

"Wa'did I do?"

"You let him do me in your house," Ulquiorra said, looking up at him then. "Would it have killed you to kick us out? Maybe the fly home would've been like a cold shower to him and he'd let me go once we got home…"

"You're just guessing, I bet he would've still fucked you."

"Well, at least you wouldn't have been there to watch. It was embarrassing enough having you know about what he does to me, let alone having you overhear us over the phone that one time."

Grimmjow chuckled.

"Not funny."

"I thought it was."

Ulquiorra formed a scowl that even Pantera had to commend before he fell back to his neutral façade and went back to eating. He didn't even waver when Murciel returned and began to coo over him in a way that made Pantera want to recoil from it. He couldn't understand how the demon could fawn over some human like this, and he hoped he never would.

Ulquiorra was adamant about returning home later that day, and Murcielago obeyed not wanting to give the human more reason to be cross and silent with him. Upon reaching his bedroom, Ulqui went to his computer and started up a game of solitaire. Murciel just sighed, turned to his kitten form and headed downstairs to seek out the addicting affection Solita always bestowed upon him. The purple-eyed woman smiled brightly when she saw him.

"There you are, Murcie-kins!" she chirped. "I was just on my way outside to read. Wanna come with me again?"

Murciel purred and wound around her ankles, and the woman giggled and picked him up.

The sun was a bit brighter that day, so Solita sat on the covered porch instead of the stairs. She set Murciel down on her lap, but the demon hopped off and went to sit in a pool of sunlight not far from her. The human woman laughed at his feline antics and settled in her chair to read.

Murciel dozed lightly even as he sent out his senses towards his master whom was still on his computer. After a while, he lessened his reach and got comfortable in his warm spot. He stayed like that for quite some time.

There was a thud next to him, and he looked up just before a large black cat leaned down and grasped his scruff in its strong jaw and lifted him from the ground. The demon tried to resist, but he couldn't stop himself from falling limp in the cat's grip. The cat turned and bounded away, over the fence, and to a man standing on the sidewalk in front of the house. The straw-haired man grabbed the kitten up, and affixed a heavy stone collar around his neck.

The touch of the stone left Murciel weakened and he went limp in the man's hands as well. Seki-seki stone! he realized even as he began to find it harder and harder to keep his eyes open.

After 20 wins and 7 losses on solitaire, Ulquiorra found himself blinking away the strain in his eyes and leaning back to stretch. His back popped with relief and he flexed his stiff fingers and wrists before uncurling from his chair and venturing downstairs for some water. Then again, maybe he could go for some soda.

His mother entered from the back porch just as he got out a cup, and the aforementioned fizzy drink from the fridge. She smiled at him.

"Hey sweetie, have you seen Murcie? He was out with me, but he disappeared a little bit ago."

Ulqui shrugged. "Then he should be still out back."

"I didn't see him, and I left the door cracked in case he wanted to come back inside."

"He's around somewhere then." He never goes far. Ulqui poured his drink and headed back upstairs. Sitting back at his desk, he closed out solitaire and pulled up his music files. He set the program on shuffle and grabbed one of his books.

…ster…

Ulqui froze at the partial whisper. Murciel?

…I…ster…elp…

Brows creased, he reached for the link he had with the demon, but found it to be weak as if it were far away and muffled by something. He grabbed his phone and called Grimmjow.

"What sup?" the bluenet answered casually.

"I think there's something wrong. I can barely hear Murciel through our link and my mom says she hasn't seen him for a while." His thoughts wandered to the demon hunters. "Do you think the hunters have caught him?"

Grimmjow sounded as if he were about to say something, but stopped. "It's… possible. I mean I protected them from destruction, but that doesn't mean they're protected from being bound somehow." His voice grew soft as he addressed someone to the side; probably Pantera. "Pantera says he can track Murcielago down."

Ulquiorra wanted to be angry at the relief that swamped him. "So where should we meet up?"

"We'll come to you. See you in a bit."

Maybe half an hour passed by the time the pair arrived and Ulqui joined them. His steps faltered when he saw Pantera. The demon was in an animalistic form, one that reminded Ulquiorra of a chimera of some sort. While his form was largely that of a panther, he bore fangs of a snake and the eyes of an eagle, he stood about as tall as Grimmjow's elbow at the shoulder and his tail seemed to be double the length of his body.

"Is… that his true form or something?" Ulqui wagered a guess.

Grimmjow shrugged. "He said he was a mix of a bunch of demons, not just a panther. I think it's pretty cool."

Pantera yawned displaying what looked like rows of shark teeth accompanying the snake fangs.

The ravenet couldn't stop himself from taking a step back. "Yeah… can we get on with tracking Murciel down, now?"

"Yeah, let's go."

With Pantera at the lead, they headed towards town.

It wasn't until Pantera had transformed into his humanoid form that they knew they were close. They arrived at a benign-looking storefront, and entered.

"Hello! Welcome to Urahara's Shop!" a smiling blond man behind the counter greeted.

"This way," Pantera murmured and headed towards the back.

"Excuse me, you cannot go back there!" the shopkeeper called, though that did little to deter them.

Upon opening a hidden trapdoor, they found stairs leading down to an expansive wasteland. Pantera only grinned before mounting them. "Huh. Pocket dimension." The humans followed him.

The sound of a sword being unsheathed behind them made the trio turn around. The shop keep was there, brandishing a sword, his easy-going smile from before gone. "I'm going to have to ask you three to stop where you are and come back up here where I can question you."

"Three?" Grimmjow looked at Pantera and back at the man. "So you can see him?"

"No," he corrected. "But I can sense him. I suppose you're here for the other demon then?"

Ulqui nodded.

"And here I thought you'd just been some unknowing human the demon had possessed." He pointed his sword threateningly at Ulqui. "Why did you summon a demon to this world?"

"Actually," Grimmjow spoke, "I was the one who did it. And I just felt like it," he answered the question vaguely. "Now are you going to let us collect Murciel, or do I have to sic my demon on you for stopping us."

Silence prevailed as they stared at each other. Ulqui was beginning to consider just continuing down the stairs.

The shopkeeper smiled. "Well, I can't very well take on something I have no hope of seeing." He sheathed his sword and passed them down the stairs. "Here, I'll take you to your demon."

Baffled by the sudden change, the teenagers looked at each other before heading down the stairs after the blond. The soon made it to where they needed to be.

Murcielago was laid out on the ground in his true form, bound to a pentagram by chains of the pentagram's making. He was still and silent, not even reacting when Ulqui went to kneel by him.

"Of course you'd cause even more trouble when I'm still mad at you." Ulqui tapped those alabaster cheeks. "Come on, wake up. I hope this hasn't weakened you; I really don't want to feed you again."

Murciel didn't stir.

"What did you do to him?" Grimmjow demanded.

"We bound him so that we could study him," the shopkeeper supplied and pointed at the magic circle. "The symbols let us see him in his demonic form."

"Well, get rid of the pentagram already."

After a few hand motions and a chant, the circle glowed once before it disappeared, taking the chains with it. Murciel groaned and shifted as if in pain.

"Murciel?" Ulqui tried.

The demon opened his mouth and emitted an ear-bleedingly sharp shriek that carried and seemed to echo around them. Ulquiorra's eyes watered and he smashed his palms into his ears to block out the noise to no avail. He called the demon's name, but it did nothing as well. Right before their very eyes, Murciel began to transform; shrinking and softening into what appeared to be a younger form before finally ceasing his screams.

Ulqui was dumbstruck as he slowly moved his hands from his ears. Murcielago now appeared to be 15 years old rather than late 20's, the roundness to his face making him appear to be just climbing out of prepubescence. His hair was shorter, just reaching his shoulders, and the horns were only a third the size of his original ones. Gone was his musculature and long limbs, replaced by soft curves and clawless digits. His eyes were still the same, however, as he finally opened them to look at Ulquiorra. A pink tongue peeked out to wet his lips and he spoke with a soft and rasped tone. "M-Master?"

Translation for the incantation that summoned Pantera:

Rise demon cat.
O' blood-thirsty panther.
Serve me and receive rightful payment/
of meat and blood
Become my loyal servant/
under this veil of inky darkness,
Until the time that our contract ends!

Pantera's Spanking Counter: 40

Finished July 16, 2016 ~10410 words