Countdown: 4
I had a reader review that they knew a way to make this an m-preg. While I love hearing all your ideas on how it's possible, I'm afraid to say I already finished this fic. That's why we have a countdown ;p Anyway, this is the chapter with the wonderful GrimmIchi lemonade you've been waiting for =D Enjoy it, you had to wait 11 chapters just to get to this point ;p
Ichi: I would've been happier had it not happened at all. *pouts*
Grimm: Sure you would've. *rolls eyes*
Shiro: Ichi will never get through his denial ;p
Grimm: It doesn't matter, he's all for it when it happens. That's all that counts in my opinion. =3
Ichi: *sulking*
Chapter 11
Ichigo falls asleep outside with Grimmjow, the humans watching them carefully as the night falls. Once the others are heading for the den, Grimmjow and Shiro deal with Ichigo. Grimmjow gently grips the scruff of his neck and pulls him onto Shiro's back, the white tiger easily lifting his twin and carrying him into the den. Grimmjow follows them, glancing back at the humans with cyan eyes that gleam in the dark unnaturally.
Isshin sees them retreating, trying to draw Grimmjow toward him. He's not stupid, he's studied animals long enough to know that Grimmjow is the dominant and he won't allow Ichigo anywhere near him. Grimmjow sniffs in his direction a moment, keeping between the den's opening and the humans. Isshin doesn't move, so the blue haired jaguar inches closer. He's a few feet away now; from that distance Isshin can see that his canines are sharper than normal. The other has adapted well to the conditions he grew up in, his body built for speed and strong enough to take down a large animal. He's truly a scientific wonder when it comes to evolution.
"What's your name?" Isshin questions.
Grimmjow tilts his head to the side, contemplating whether or not to answer the other. Unlike Ichigo, who was saved a few days after birth, Grimmjow was with his humans long enough to be exposed to the language. He can speak it, though only just, and he understands it just as well as his parents. Unfortunately, getting him to talk isn't going to be as easy as Isshin would like.
"What is your name? I am Isshin," he states.
Grimmjow's eyes are set in a bored expression; his body crouched as it normally is. He'll be damned if they get the jump on him. The other three humans step from the brush, startling Grimmjow. The jaguar snarls as his body drops lower, turning quickly and bounding back into the den. He stops only long enough to glance back at the humans, and then vanishes within the darkness of the den. Ichigo is snoozing by Shiro when he reaches them, both curled near the back of the den. When the jaguar lies beside them, Ichigo immediately gravitates to him. The purring orange headed tiger snuggles close to Grimmjow, hands set against the other's chest and nose nudging just beneath his chin.
"Grimm," Ichigo murmurs. "Are you asleep?"
"I just got here; of course I'm not asleep. What do you need?"
"… We never got to find our mates," he murmurs.
"Yeah, so?"
"… I want you to be my mate. Is that allowed?"
Grimmjow is startled at the confession, pulling away from Ichigo enough to look into amber eyes. The jaguar is excited Ichigo would choose him, yet he realizes they might have trouble being together with their parents' quarrels. Throwing caution to the wind, Grimmjow licks the tip of Ichigo's nose and grins widely. This is his mate, this feline belongs to him and is his to protect… amongst other things.
"I don't know if it's allowed or not," he admits, "But I don't care. You're the mate I want."
Ichigo smiles, purring happily as he makes himself comfortable against Grimmjow. Shiro, on the other hand, glowers at the jaguar taking his twin away. Grimmjow catches his look, sending an apologetic glance to the tiger. He doesn't mean to steal Ichigo's attention from Shiro. It's quite obvious Shiro hadn't expected Ichigo to find a mate, because he certainly wouldn't be able to stand Ichigo leaving for another clan. With a sigh, he closes his eyes and falls asleep.
Ichigo wakes early the next morning, intent on his usual bath in the river. He notices that one of the jaguars has cozied up to Shiro, a white one with a hint of silver in its fur. Ichigo remembers his name to be Gin, the only white jaguar aside from Pantera. Carefully, he gets away from Grimmjow and weaves through the many bodies to the den's entrance. Grimmjow is awake almost immediately, sitting up and searching for Ichigo. At the sight of the other exiting the den, he rushes to get to him.
Ichigo stares at the human across the way, tilting his head curiously before moving closer. It's the man with glasses, looks close to Ichigo's age from what the other could tell, and he smells wonderful. The scent of lavender is thick around him, drawing Ichigo like a moth to flame. The other watches him carefully, staying still and whispering to the others without facing them. Just as they're gathering to interact with Ichigo, Grimmjow is racing out of the den. He snarls at the humans viciously, turning to face Ichigo. With a hiss and a smack to the back of the head, Grimmjow bites Ichigo's neck and shoulder junction to show his dominance. With a mewl and a petulant glower, Ichigo heads to the river with Grimmjow.
"Why did you do that?" he whines in the waters. "I didn't do anything wrong and neither did they."
"They're dangerous; I don't want you around them when I'm not there."
"I can take care of myself."
"That may be, but it's my job to protect my mate. If something happened to you, I'd never forgive myself," Grimmjow murmurs. "Just… stay beside me, okay?"
Ichigo sighs but nods anyway, allowing Grimmjow to wash him up. He loves those strong hands on his body, purring loudly and leaning back into Grimmjow's larger frame. The blue haired man wraps his arms around Ichigo, grinning at how natural it feels to hold his new mate. The scent of his chosen partner is addictive, arousing him easily, and Ichigo gasps at the feel of Grimmjow's stiff member against his backside. The orange headed tiger moans quietly, pushing against Grimmjow's hard sex in need. Modesty has never been a large lesson within the wild there, so Grimmjow bends Ichigo over the edge of the river eagerly. He shifts their loincloths to get to Ichigo's entrance, pushing his member against the tight hole carefully. He doesn't want to harm Ichigo and this is most likely going to hurt. Ichigo whimpers at the size being forced into him, tears building in the corners of his eyes. After much patience and slow movement, Grimmjow is settled completely within Ichigo. The water helped, yet he stills himself so the other can get used to him.
"M-move," Ichigo forces out.
Carefully, Grimmjow pulls out and pushes back in. In only a couple thrusts, he locates Ichigo's sweet spot. The other shivering in pleasure as he cries out, his arms collapsing beneath him so he lays flat on the bank. The pain finally receded, Grimmjow picks up his pace. His hips slam into Ichigo almost punishing, fingers digging into the other's skin. Ichigo mewls, pushing back onto Grimmjow's large shaft in desperation.
"Oh, Grimm," Ichigo pants. "It's so… good! Ah! Please… m-more."
Grimmjow growls, hitting Ichigo's spot harder. The water sloshes around them, the activities growing more frantic and wild. Grimmjow is so close, yet he can't cum without pleasuring his mate first. With a slight frown, he moves his hands and brushes Ichigo's arousal on accident. The response he gets surprises him, Ichigo tightening even more around him before he orgasms. The vice grip Ichigo's velvety insides take on Grimmjow's shaft is almost painful, the other burying his sex deep and roaring his release. Ichigo shivers as he's filled past the brim; Grimmjow's semen rushing back toward him it's so excessive. Dazed and completely sated, Grimmjow pulls out of Ichigo. An arm around the orange headed tiger's waist tugs him backward to rest against him.
"Wow," Ichigo breathes out. "That was wonderful!"
"Mm… That was just round one."
Ichigo stills and turns to look at Grimmjow, the heat in those cyan orbs is unbelievable. Ichigo knows at that moment that he's helped Grimmjow release a beast he should've run from. He's bent over one more time, squeaking in surprise as Grimmjow drapes his body over Ichigo's back. Before he can thrust into his mate again, the humans head their way. Grimmjow's arousal dies in the face of threat to his lover. Ichigo is pushed back behind him, the orange head slipping beneath the water before resurfacing.
The humans, unaware that this is where the two retreated to, stop at the sound of Grimmjow's snarl. The blue haired jaguar lifts himself from the waters, crouched and ready to attack if need be. Ichigo follows him after fixing his loincloth, staying behind his mate. Though they want to try talking to them, it's not difficult to tell they interrupted something. Especially with Ichigo limping and Grimmjow's bits hanging out. They watch as Grimmjow turns slightly to address Ichigo, snarling and roaring quietly. Ichigo merely nods and heads toward the den, the larger male backing away from the humans before following his mate. They're expecting Shiro to be waiting for them again; however that's not what they find. Their parents seem iffy about the scent of Grimmjow on Ichigo, yet they say nothing. Grimmjow takes this as a good sign, grinning widely as he scoots closer to Ichigo. They curl up near the den, the humans returning just in time for the hunt to be brought home.
There we have it! Poor Grimm, interrupted before he could release all his frustration. On the other hand... Ichigo's rather lucky the humans came upon them. Oh well, there will be other times. As for me, I have to work on my outlines again today ^^; I tried yesterday, I got a tiny bit done, but really... I didn't get as much finished as I wanted. Maybe today will be better.
Ichi: Mercy! Finally! XD
Grimm: Yeah, once. Big whoop. We both know she likes me better and she'll punish you later with fantastic and mindblowing sex. *rolls eyes*
Shiro: Never understood why ya didn' take ta that kind a punishment, Aibou. I would've fuckin' loved it.
Grimm: Just goes to show you, he's not 100% male. What male in their right mind wouldn't love sex as punishment?
Ichi: I'm leaving, I'm not about to sit here and listen to you guys questioning my gender. =(