Grimmjow had noticed she was acting strangely since he arrived home. It was not like her to pull away when he tried to touch her. Every word she spoke to him was singular and clipped as if she were trying to avoid talking to him. He watched her every move carefully as she worked through the usual nightly routine of dinner, bathing the boys, and putting them to bed. He even stood in the doorway of the bathroom and studied her as she took a shower, although he quite enjoyed that part of his evening.

"What is it?" he asked, when she tried to edge past him at the bathroom door.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Her eyes raised to his, boring into them accusingly.

Grimmjow immediately knew that she knew his secret. Damn Kisuke. He had made the man swear not to tell her. Looking down at his wife with the hard expression in her eyes and the determined lift of her chin, he remembered sometimes how difficult it could be not to give into her when she wanted something. She had wanted the truth from Kisuke, and apparently he had given it to her. Sighing with resignation, he allowed a feeling of relief to wash over him. He would no longer have to feel guilty for hiding the truth from her. This did not change the fact he planned on kicking Kisuke's ass - just a little bit at least.

"I didn't want you to know it was coming back," he mumbled, turning to the side to allow her to pass in her towel.

His eyes moved over the drops of water clinging to her shoulders that glistened like diamonds in the dim bluish light streaming in from the half-moon. His body tightened and a tingling sensation erupted over his skin. He had missed his injection last week because of a special training exercise with the recruits. He had skipped the one today because she was at the clinic talking to Kisuke. He shifted uncomfortably, unbuttoning his shirt as he observed her dropping the towel to begin drying off her arms and legs.

"What would you say if I told you I prefer you that way?" she asked, halting her movements momentarily when she heard the zipper of his pants slide down. She continued drying her body but started using slower, more seductive movements.

"Do you?" He followed the path of her hand up her leg, grunting when it disappeared between her thighs to cover his favorite place.

"Yes," she answered curtly, biting her lower lip when she felt the nearness of his body to hers. He had not touched her yet but she wanted him to. Pretending she did not notice him, she lay the towel on the end of the bed and picked up the bottle of lotion she had brought out with her.

Grimmjow slid his finger along her spine as she leaned over to slather lotion on the leg she had propped on the bed. He wondered how long she would stubbornly continue her bedtime routine while pretending to ignore him. His long fingers curled around her waist as he held onto her and brushed his body against hers to show her that he had definitely taken notice of her.

Nami chewed on her lip to hold in the groan as his hardness slid between her thighs. She could see her hands shaking as she switched legs and continued covering herself with the lavender-scented moisturizer which was having anything but a calming effect on either of them.

"I love you, Nami," he murmured, pulling her extremely long brown hair out of the way to reveal her neck as she stood up.

"I love you too, Grimmy," she sighed as his lips pressed to the back of her neck before trailing kisses to the side of it. Standing as still as possible despite her trembling body, she moaned when his tongue licked over the sensitive flesh causing a tingling sensation to rush through her body as goose bumps rose on her skin. "Darling, I'm not really - "

"Please," he breathed in her ear, allowing his lips to graze her earlobe. Pushing her down onto the bed on her back, he edged open her legs with his knee before hovering over her while kneeling between her legs. "I need you."

Nami closed her eyes to accept his kiss. She needed him too. Her lips parted and she gratefully invited his tongue to search her mouth. Gasping, she jerked her head to the side to pull her lips from his when a stinging sensation tore across half of her lower lip.

"Ow!" she hissed, raising her hand to her touch it. There was something wet on her fingers and a metallic taste flooded her mouth. Blood? Raising her eyes to his face, she could see his overly prominent incisors laying against his lower lip like when he was in his half form from what seemed a lifetime ago.

"It's back," he whispered, gazing into her surprise widened eyes in the muted dreamy illumination from the bedside lamp. He tenderly kissed her lips but stopped when she did not respond. "Nami?"

Nami stared at his face, tracing the contours that suddenly seemed sharper and more feline than usual. She could see a slight luminescence as the light reflected off the back of his retina. Her fingers moved over his face, and she could feel the soft silky down that covered his skin. She stroked her hand through his long hair following it down his back.

Grimmjow grunted when he was attacked with a hungry, searching kiss from his wife. His fingers twisted into her hair, holding her head as she ravaged his mouth. It did not seem to bother her and definitely did not him when she cut her lip again on his ultra sharp teeth. The taste of her blood flooded over his tongue as she stroked hers across it. This brought back memories of making love to her in his half animal state which he was entering again. Why had it been so important for him to become human? He could not remember as she pushed him over onto his back and slid her ready and wanting body down onto him. Holding her by the hips, he tried to slow her down as she moved up and down on him with breath-taking fervor.

"Slow down, please," he begged, fighting for control. He had not experienced her in this frenzied state in a quite a while and she was going to cause him to end things quickly if she did not stop. Forcing her onto her side as he rolled onto his, he held her close to him as she continued to move her hips but at a much slower and less feverish pace.

Nami glided her hands over his usually smooth, hair free chest feeling the soft fur beneath her fingertips. She sighed as she moved against him, the fuzz tickling her belly. Her eyes met his and clung to them as her body slid against his from her purposeful movements to bring pleasure to the both of them. She called his name as he held her by the hips and pushed into her.

"Why didn't you ever tell me? I didn't know you preferred me this way," he stated slightly dazed with the revelation. He held her close and pressing his lips to her neck.

"It seemed like it was so important for you to be human. I didn't want to take that from you. Grimmy," she breathed into his ear, encircling his shoulders tightly with her arms.

Grimmjow found it impossible to talk as the pleasure he received from her body caused his to tighten in anticipation of the coming climax. He held her face in his hands, taking great care to kiss her without cutting her again. His hand covered her behind feeling her muscles contract and relax in his palm as she thrust her body onto his. Every little gasp or moan she emitted only excited him more causing his arousal to climb and draw him closer to his blissful end.

"Nami," he gasped, clutching her ass and pulling her tightly against him to bury himself deep within her as he released into her and shuddered with an orgasm.

Nami writhed against him, crying out his name when she was thrown into orgasmic convulsions of pleasure. She sank her teeth into his shoulder, moaning plaintively as he dug his fingernails into her back. The animal in him definitely brought out the animal in her. She grabbed his head and her lips collided with his for a forceful kiss.

Grimmjow had missed her this way too; so dominating and assertive with just a touch of violence to make it exciting. His member twitched and was growing within her while she gently clawed his chest as if begging for more. Rolling her onto her back and positioning himself between her legs, he was more than willing to give her what she wanted. This time he took her hard and fast just like she wanted while she cried his name and scratched his back like a horny cat. He didn't care. It only served to push him further and more desperately to make her scream his name. She had not done that in a very long time.

Nami held onto him with a lecherous grin of satisfaction on her face as he nailed her to the bed. Her fingers buried themselves in his long, soft hair that curled onto his back and pulled. The sound he made in response was like that of a snarling angry cat that began somewhere deep in his chest and stopped in his throat to reverberate through his body and hers. She brought his mouth to hers to kiss him as well as to stifle the little yelps of pleasure escaping her with each vigorous shove of him into her body.

"Scream for me," he whispered in her ear, nipping her neck to receive a short, sharp cry. "You can do better than that. Scream."

"What about..." Her words trailed off as low howl of sexual delectation made its way out of her mouth instead.

"They'll be fine. It's not like they know what's going on. I bet they sleep right through it. Now let me hear it," he commanded her, licking her neck to arouse her further as if she needed any extra urging.

"Oh, Grimmy," she whispered before opening her mouth and giving him what he wanted to hear as the sexual satisfaction reached its peak of perfection and made her lose control of her body and her senses.

Grimmjow held her as she jerked helplessly beneath him in a fit of pleasure. He allowed her movements to push him to his ultimate goal of a climax that left him sweating and panting on top of her. He was too tired to worry about crushing her, but he was sure if he was too heavy the adrenaline surging through her body would allow her to push him off. Instead, he was treated to many little kisses being applied to his face and neck, then eventually her lips made their way down to his chest.

"Honey, you're going to have to stop that or there's going to be a round three," he warned her as her hands slid over his chest and around his waist.

"How would that be a bad thing?" she asked sincerely, offering him her mouth that was already red and swollen from their passionate kissing.

"I guess it wouldn't be. Are you ready?"

"Oh, yes."

~...~

Grimmjow was glad the next day was Saturday. He would need the whole weekend to recover from their Friday night. It brought him a high degree of twisted delight to see that she walked a bit differently after their marathon sex session. There was a more languid action to her steps and wider swing to her hips. She seemed completely satisfied and content as she moved about in no particular hurry. A permanent smile had found its way to her face. Every time he looked at her, she was wearing that polite and happy little grin like she was holding a very special secret. He had not seen her like this in long time, and he liked what he saw.

"Are you happy again?" he asked, sidling up behind her while she was washing dishes after lunch.

Nami looked over at the boys who were contentedly playing in the play pen she had set up in the kitchen while she cleaned. She turned her gaze back to the sink, her smile widening as his arms slid around her waist.

"Yes. Very," she answered, rinsing off the last dish and her hands.

Grimmjow turned her to face him, holding her chin between his thumb and forefinger to tilt it upward. He gazed into her brown eyes that reminded him of the sweetest, richest chocolate on earth. A warm feeling flooded his body as he looked at her. He loved her so much and the feeling seemed stronger than ever in this moment.

"Daddy!" Hisoka cried out, raising his arms to Grimmjow.

Both adults fastened their gaze on the blue haired child. That was the first time ever he had called Grimmjow Daddy and wanted to be held by him. Maybe it had been a blessing in disguise that Ichigo had left. It was just a shame that he could not have done it under different terms.