Loveless Paradox: Oh my god, I can't believe I just didn't write for such a long time. I'm so sorry to all the reviewers. This chapter is dedicated to Wrath4Life and Akimi youngblood, for my two new friends reviewed. And to the recent reviewer narutonarutolove, I absolutely adored your review.
Ichigo: She doesn't mean to, she just doesn't have the energy... All lonely and unenergized.
Grimmjow: Wow Ichi, way to sound intelligent.
Ichigo: Shut up Grimm, I'm just trying to help.
Shiro: How come I didn't get ta say anythin' in tha beginning?
Ichigo: She just wasn't sure if she could write your slang...
Loveless Paradox: Thanks Ichi, It'll probably disappear halfway through.
Grimmjow: Ah well, this chapters important :)
Loveless Paradox: Oh my god... (._.) Run Ichi Run!
Ichigo: I can handle myself!
Summary: Grimmjow and Shiro are a couple and one day Shiro brings home an orange cat. During the night they are awoken by an odd sound. Sitting in the middle of their bed is an orange haired male with big brown eyes and cute orange ears on his head. Obviously this was the cat they had found, now known as a neko. Very OOC -Rated M: Sexualcontent/Yaoi
Grimm/Ichi/Shiro – Our Neko
Twittering of a bird outside the window woke Grimmjow from his slumber. His head was buried in something soft and it was twitching. Shiro didn't tend to move around when he was sleeping though, peaking an eye open; Grimmjow saw two sets of wild hair, one orange and one white. If the three of them did make a relationship out of this, they certainly had crazy enough hair to fit together. Placing a light kiss on Shiro's lips, and brushing his lips across Ichigo's forehead, Grimmjow leaned his head against his arm and watched the two slumber.
About an hour or so had past before Grimmjow saw Ichigo's ears twitch, he was surprised when the orange haired kitty bolted up in the bed and howled. The howl awoke Shiro who gasped sitting up to look around quickly before landing on Ichigo who lay curled in a ball sniffling. It happened in a matter of seconds, Grimmjow couldn't do anything other than gape at the two males. Shiro curled his body around Ichigo's and whispered into the smaller males ears until he finally settled against the other.
Grimmjow scooted closer to the two and smiled when Ichigo clung to his and Shiro's shoulders. Lifting his hand under Ichigo's chin and focusing his eyes on the others. He brushed his lips against the neko's cheeks in reassurance. "What happened, Ichi?"
Gulping the neko whimpered and nuzzled into his hand. Taking a couple of breaths, he pulled the two males closer to him so that he could wrap a leg around the two. "I thought i-it was all j-just a dream…"
"Shh, shh, shh. It's alright Ichi. We're right here." Hissing under his breath, Shiro shifted a little away only to pause when Ichigo whimpered. Clutching his shoulder, Ichigo looked up at Shiro in confusion as to why he was moving away. Seeing the hurt underneath Grimmjow stiffened against Shiro and nudged his lover.
"Oh it's okay Ichi, your leg is just… nudging my… morning tradition" Shiro whispered the last part, partly in embarrassment. He wasn't sure if Ichigo was prepared to be a part of their morning exercise. When Grimmjow huffed a laugh against his neck, Shiro jabbed him in the ribs with his elbow.
Ichigo stared at him with a pout, and he looked at both the males laying around him. His face suddenly burst into a vibrant hue of pink, understanding what the other two were implying. Sitting up quickly, he began inching towards the end of the bed. Both Shiro and Grimmjow grabbed him before he could get very far.
"You guys don't want me involved in your tradition, I can go sit in the living room." Ichigo said, looking up worriedly.
"We didn't say that Ichi, I wasn't sure if ya wanted to partake in it." Shiro explained to the neko.
"That's understandable, We've only just met you Ichigo. We don't want to force you. That's- Ichi!" Grimmjow leaned against Shiro's side as Ichigo's face scrunched up and he started out right crying interrupting the teal haired male. Shiro and Grimmjow shared a baffled look before they dove into action.
Shiro grabbed the tissue box from the bedside table, and waited for Grimmjow to pull the smaller into his arms. Ichigo appeared so small he easily draped across Grimmjow, back to chest that Shiro couldn' help a quick grin before he settled in front of the distressed neko. Though said neko was wailing in tears anymore, Shiro gently wiped the tear streaks as Grimmjow manipulated Ichigo into relaxing.
In the albino's opinion, Grimmjow was very good at getting people to relax. His low voice would diminish any thought of leaving the warm circle of muscle. When Shiro had been there, it always made him feel safe. Grimmjow was always gentle at the right times, yet the large difference in their sizes made him feel precious and he could be himself. If Shiro was 100 percent honest, him and Grimmjow had rough make up sex less than half the time. They both may be dominant, but Shiro really enjoyed the gentle side his lover showed him.
"Ichigo, are you alright?" Shiro tossed the used tissues in the garbage can beside the bed. A convenient little thing. When he'd moved in with Grimmjow so many years ago, Shiro had glanced at the can so many times; Grimmjow had to outright sit him down to figure out what was wrong. After using condoms and tissues in the cautious stage of their relationship, Shiro had agreed that the garbage can was perfectly placed.
"It's just, you know how the other m-masters were. You would really wait for me to be comfortable?" The anger from having this conversation before came surging up. Shiro couldn't hold the sneer that appeared on his face. Grimmjow gave him a quick look and Shiro looked into Ichigo's panicked eyes. Taking a deep breath, Shiro softened his features and lovingly skimmed his fingers across Ichigo's soft cheek.
"M'sry Ichi. They weren't masters, and we're not your masters. We are your friends. And if you want to be more. We would love to have you in our relationship."
"Just the thought of those sick bastards makes me want to knock them on their asses." Grimmjow agreed with his lover, but now that they had Ichigo they didn't want to scare him off. Grimmjow and Shiro had strong personalities and could come off as rough, and wild people. People tended to judge people by their appearance and both males had inherited their ancestors' vibrant appearances.
"No you can't! It's too dangerous" Ichigo grappled against Grimmjow's still bare shoulder. Getting tangled in the sheets that were gathered around their hips, Ichigo fell into the larger males lap; ass up.
Both dominant males inhaled sharply. Pale. Smooth. Enchanting. Fresh. Beautifully bare backside was dangerous. Both males closed their eyes tightly and held their breath.
Loveless Paradox: I kinda feel really evil doing that to you… I'll get working on that lemon for the last chapter. You're just aching for it aren't you.
-Love Alii xoxo