:: Strong sexual content; intended for mature readers!::
Silence filled the dark void as the Espada led the way down the garganta. Only minutes had passed since Grimmjow had done something out of his normal character. He'd invited the shopkeeper along with him of his own free will. Why? It was simple, he was about to walk back into Hueco Mundo with news of war. Having Kisuke come along in order to validate he wasn't to blame was really his only motivation.
It wasn't like Queen Harribel was just going to turn the other cheek on his own word. Grimmjow knew he would need proof this was something more than just him looking for trouble and finding it. As Grimmjow walked his thoughts clouded, filling with the events of the past couple days. Finding Karina; taking her for his own. In a way it felt like he was stepping out of a dream. Was this really the turn his life had taken? Was a human woman really his mate?
Grimmjow turned his head, taking a glance behind him at the shopkeeper. Grimmjow knew him well enough to understand that if he'd shown back up in the soul society the threat was greater than even he'd imagined, but was this really only about the humans? Would these things really be a threat to the Espada? Grimmjow wasn't so sure, not knowing who the enemy was made the situation no better than walking blind down a dark alleyway. All you really had to go on was your inner self…your instinct.
"You really think these things in the sky are gonna come down looking for a fight? What if they're just trying to visit another world?" Grimmjow broke the silence with his question.
"I would expect that kind of question to come from a human, not someone like you…" Kisuke countered, his dark eyes peeking over at Grimmjow from under his signature white and green hat.
Grimmjow snorted, allowing the man just one joke at his expense, anymore and he'd have to set some things straight. Kisuke was powerful, Grimmjow had been a first hand witness to it, but he'd still helped the man and without Nelliel, neither of them would have survived the last war. The time for dick measuring was over with as far as Grimmjow was concerned.
" Still…what makes you all so sure?" Grimmjow pressed, not wanting to call on his queen and the others for something that turned out to be a misunderstanding.
"You're familiar with Ayumi's abilities aren't you?" Kisuke asked.
"Kurotsuchi's wife? Nah, can't really say I know her all that well…" Grimmjow admitted.
"Ah. I had assumed different, with what happened in the past. It didn't take me long to get the truth out of Mayuri. We go back a long way, but I'm sure I didn't have to tell you that." Kisuke smiled.
"What about her abilities?" Grimmjow retorted, trying to keep the conversation on topic, a man like Kisuke Urahara had an uncanny way of leading someone away from their topic of conversation. The man was cunning and to top it all off, he was too damn smart for his own good.
" The way Mayuri described it; Ayumi has visions of events that are about to take place in reality, some of them even already happen as she's seeing them, as if watching the act take place right in front of her. It wasn't always like that, her power has grown since it's first manifestation." Kisuke answered.
Grimmjow's brow furrowed as if caught in speculation as the end of the Garganta appeared. Grimmjow stepped out into the white sands of Hueco Mundo, feeling a sense of restlessness overtake him unexpectedly. Kisuke followed, not even bothering to look back as the void behind them sucked in on itself, sealing the entryway between the two dimensions.
"You're saying Ayumi has seen these things in a vision?" Grimmjow finally spoke as the two of them made their way across the sand dunes.
"Just between us? Yes. I wouldn't have said anything to you about it; but I feel like you should be aware of what's really about to happen, Grimmjow. These things are unlike anything we have ever seen or faced, there is no telling what fighting them will be like." Kisuke admitted.
"So you're saying there is a chance they could be stronger than the Quincy?" Grimmjow wondered aloud.
"It's a high possibility. Ayumi muttered something when she came into Mayuri's lab after she'd had her last vision. Something about a virus failing…" Kisuke added.
Grimmjow paused, kicking up sand at his abrupt stop.
"What!? You mean these fucks are the reason we all almost died in the first place?" Grimmjow grated.
"Biological warfare is a pretty effective tactic for those you wish to sit by and watch. For another race of being seeking something from an unknown planet, introducing something like a virus would in most cases guarantee victory." Kisuke answered.
"Tch. So now that they couldn't kill us off that way they're invading?" Grimmjow spat.
"There's one thing they didn't take into consideration with the virus; soul reaper's don't die from disease as often as humans do. Some of us have never even come down with a cold before. Take Captain Zaraki for example; his spiritual pressure alone is so vast he can't even be poisoned when it's in the air." Kisuke continued.
"Yeah…I bet he's just itching for them to show up now. Whatever the hell they are, they chose the wrong worlds to invade." Grimmjow growled his reply before stalking off in the sand. Kisuke's smirk returned to his face as he watched the Espada.
"I hope you're right about that, Grimmjow…" Kisuke sighed as he followed.
"Mayuri?" Ayumi called out into the dimly lit bedroom as she stepped inside. At first she thought he hadn't returned from the lab yet, even though it was well passed their normal bedtime. Ayumi scanned the room, seeing her husband's headdress sitting on the stand and smiled just as she heard his muffled voice from behind the bathroom door.
"I'll be out momentarily." He called out to her, hearing her summons.
Ayumi smiled as she crossed the room, intending to open the door and climb into the tub with her husband, but she stopped short. He had just told her he would be out soon and she had already bathed after pumping enough milk for the twins to last the night. The only reason she had left their bedroom was to check up on the girls before bed.
Ayumi let out a small sigh as she heard the splashing of water coming from the tub, still to this day the memory of her and Mayuri's first night together played throughout her mind at the strangest of times. Was it just that the memories made her happy, or was it more along the lines she was craving her husband? Being busy with the twins and all of squad 12's research hadn't left much time for one another lately, but Ayumi was sure it was a common thing to happen once children were tossed into the mix of any relationship.
Ayumi kept her steps light as she crossed the room, her memories making her smile deepen as she remembered something from that first night, something she had almost done, but had decided against in fear that Mayuri wouldn't react the way she had hoped. Now that Ayumi understood him she knew she would have about a fifty percent chance of things going in the right direction depending on his mood.
"How are the children?" Ayumi heard Mayuri call out to her as more splashing sounded, indicating that he might be climbing out of the tub, freshly washed and rid of his paint.
"Fine. I just came back from checking on them. Nemuri wanted the twins to stay with her and Ichika tonight. I made sure it was okay with Captain Kuchiki and Lieutenant Abarai before I agreed to the sleepover." Ayumi replied, making sure to keep her voice light and casual as she slipped out of her sleeping kimono and reached for Mayuri's captain's haori.
"I see. As long as you feel the twins won't be too much trouble for them." Mayuri answered, his voice coming out louder as the bathroom door opened.
Ayumi kept her back to him as she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, her heart began to thump against her chest as a bit of anxiety filled her. Would he understand what she was trying to do, or would it just irritate him?
"Is there a reason you have decided to put on my haori? You're not thinking of overthrowing your husband's position, are you? " Mayuri questioned, his voice laced with that hint of playful sarcasm Ayumi had been hoping for.
"Not quite…" Ayumi countered as she turned her head over her shoulder.
"I must say, the look of a haori suites you, I have half a mind to make you one of your own." Mayuri smiled softly.
Ayumi smiled in return, enjoying the way he looked wearing nothing but a white towel across his hips.
"So that I don't borrow yours in the future?" Ayumi teased him.
"Tch. What you wear inside this room is of little importance to me. If you would like to have something with your rank attached to it, to wear among others, I could accommodate you." Mayuri replied.
"I think you're missing the point of me having this on, Mayuri." Ayumi sighed.
"Am I? What other reason would you have other than to admire the way it looks on you?" Mayuri retorted.
"You know that I love you, right?" Ayumi whispered.
"Of course I do." Mayuri answered, his brow lifting in speculation.
"Do you know how proud I am to be your wife, Mayuri Kurotsuchi?" Ayumi continued, turning her body to face him.
"My…My…" Mayuri muttered as his golden gaze took in the woman's state. He hadn't realized his haori was literally the only thing she had on.
Ayumi's stomach fluttered as she watched him walk over to her, his bare feet soft against the wood floor of their room. Mayuri's lips lifted into a devastating smile. The kind of smile he only ever allowed her to see.
"I see you plan to take advantage of our time alone…" Mayuri spoke softly, lifting his right hand he trailed the valley between her breasts with the tip of his unusually long blue fingernail. Following the pathway with his gaze Mayuri allowed his wife's body to memorize him once more.
Even after carrying the twins and having a c-section her body was impeccable to him, the slight stretch marks and the small scar from her surgery might be unappealing to those who didn't value the sacrifice a woman gave in order to carry ones child; and Ayumi had given him two at once.
"I understand if your head is in another place, I'm merely extending the offer before things get crazy." Ayumi whispered.
"Hmm…have they ever not been? We do live within the soul society. I swear there is not a day that goes by that something isn't out to destroy us." Mayuri replied.
Ayumi nodded, lifting her hands to the sides of his haori in order to close it over her exposed skin-This isn't the right time for this...
"What are you doing? I didn't say I was declining you, in fact, I think enjoying your company is just the thing my mind needs at this moment." Mayuri stated.
Ayumi allowed her hands to fall as she met his gaze, deep inside those pools of gold she could see his passion for her begin to burn. A man like Mayuri, with such an intelligent mind needed everything spelt out for him beforehand. It was something she admired about their relationship, when two people had such open communication between them, arguments didn't seem to happen as often.
" I need you, too." Ayumi admitted with a whisper as she lifted her right hand and framed his cheek.
Mayuri leaned into her touch allowing his eyes to close briefly. There was no doubt in Ayumi's mind that she had somehow managed to teach Mayuri what it was to be in love. He hadn't been the most eager to admit it at first, but as time had passed he'd grown comfortable with the idea of allowing his heart to rule a small part of him.
" You are getting close to your next cycle of ovulation; It may be wise for us to take precautions-" Mayuri began but was cut off by his wife's mouth taking his lips.
Mayuri kissed back, allowing her to get away with her interruption. It seemed the topic of conceiving another child wasn't what his wife was in the mood to discuss. Ayumi let out a low moan as Mayuri relaxed his frame into her, pressing his lean chest against her overfull breasts. Mayuri knew she was still sensitive, her body still producing for their children, but it didn't deter his own lusts, if anything, it heightened them.
Ayumi pulled back just enough to whisper against his mouth.
"I love your lips. I want them all over me!" Ayumi breathed.
"That I can definitely accommodate…" Mayuri countered, pressing his lips against hers once more.
Ayumi felt his pull as he walked backward towards their bed. Sighing against his mouth, Ayumi allowed him to guide her, knowing that only pleasure awaited her. Mayuri used his body to switch direction, looking like two lovers caught within the dance of passion, Mayuri positioned her in front of their futon.
Lifting his left hand to the side of her face he cupped her chin with his palm, splaying his fingers across her jawline. Ayumi gasped at the pressure from his touch. Mayuri forced her to open for him more as he swept his tongue deep within, drinking the moan that escaped.
Mayuri leaned his body closer, forcing Ayumi to step back, the bottoms of her calves hitting against the raised platform of their bed. Ayumi lifted her arms around his neck, encouraging him to follow her as she fall backward.
Mayuri's deep grunt filled her ears as he came down on top of her, careful to catch his body weight on his hands. Ayumi smiled as she met his gaze, it didn't matter how many times they made love; every time was filled with such carnality. Ayumi knew it was ridiculous, but bedding a man like Mayuri Kurotsuchi made her feel a sense of power running through her veins.
"I believe it was my lips you so brazenly requested to feel…" Mayuri grinned.
Ayumi nodded, her green eyes going half lidded as the energy within the room flipped as if someone had just turned on a switch. Ayumi felt her core flutter from the anticipation. Mayuri didn't waste his time; dropping his head lower, his lips found her pulse point.
Ayumi turned her head, giving him enough access for his torment; the brilliant man seemed to have many skills at his disposal, but nothing could have ever prepared Ayumi for the man's passion. Mayuri skimmed the sensitive skin of the left side of her neck, pausing to flick the tip of his tongue across her collarbone.
Ayumi's quickened breath gave Mayuri his encouragement, knowing that the woman craved to be devoured by him fueling his own arousal. Such beauty to be freely given was a rare gift, Mayuri knew when it came to his wife, she gave him everything she had to offer, her body, her mind, and maybe even a part of her very soul.
Mayuri felt the rapid beat of Ayumi's heart as he caressed the top of her left breast with an open mouth, his lips lifting into a smile against her heated skin. It never ceased to amaze him, the pull they had on one another, their connection was truly in a sense quite magnetic.
"Mayuri…" Ayumi whimpered his name, causing his body to react in return. An involuntarily rush of pleasure hurled down his spine, settling at the base. With each rush of her breath, each pant he could feel his own body pulsing to her rhythm.
Mayuri didn't pause, instead he directed his attention to his intended target. Ayumi sucked in a harsh breath as he pulled her nipple into his hot mouth, teasing the over sensitive peak with the tip of his tongue. Ayumi laughed lowly, a sound that sent a shiver throughout Mayuri's frame.
"You might get more than you bargained for if you keep doing that…" Ayumi teased him.
Mayuri pulled back in order to chuckle, lifting his head, he met her gaze.
"I'll be sure to take in each drop; I must not let your efforts go to waste." Mayuri retorted.
Ayumi smiled, enjoying the moment of comfort with her husband, knowing how much the man enjoyed her body, how happy she had made him by giving him his children, it was a feeling unlike any other. Ayumi's smile turned into a groan as Mayuri kept his word, teasing her full breast with his mouth without a care.
Ayumi lifted her hands, caressing the smooth peach skin of Mayuri's unpainted shoulders, pausing only to dig her nails into his skin as her hips began to rock, beckoning him to a much more intimate place. Mayuri followed her unspoken innovation, caressing her stomach with feather light kisses as he made his way lower.
Ayumi pushed herself up on her elbows, looking down on the man as he took the time to press his lips against each of her stretch marks, pausing at the top of her pelvis, Mayuri kissed the scar of her incision, knowing full well the man in him was worshiping the woman within her.
Mayuri lifted his head, noticing the way she watched him. His smile was enough to pull at Ayumi's heart, the visual of Mayuri kissing her body in those areas left nothing to the imagination; he was thanking her, thanking her for loving him enough to give him his family.
"I love you, Mayuri." Ayumi whispered to him.
"And I love you." Mayuri answered simply.
Ayumi reached for him then, causing Mayuri's brow to rise in confusion as she pulled him back up by his biceps. Mayuri didn't fight her, allowing her to wrap her arms and legs around his frame, trapping him within her full body embrace. Mayuri parted his lips to speak, but was cut off by her kissing him hard on the mouth. It seemed his actions had brought out a sense of urgency within her.
Ayumi slipped her tongue between his lips, sweeping it against his as her hand slid between their bodies. Mayuri pulled back from her as he felt her soft palm grasp his erection. His gaze met hers while she slowly caressed his thick shaft with delicate fingers.
"I wasn't finished preparing you, Ayumi." Mayuri stated between parted lips; his breath having gone ragged.
"I'm more than ready for you, Mayuri…" Ayumi countered guiding him to her center as she arched her hips.
Mayuri hissed between clenched teeth, his eyes rolling as the woman rocked him between her lips, coating him with the proof of her arousal. Mayuri forced his eyes back open, trying to reel in just a bit of composure.
"Very well, I shall give you what you need." Mayuri rasped before thrusting his hips forward.
"Ugh!" Ayumi grunted, her back bowing from the pleasure of being filled.
"Look at me…you know that I require you to keep your gaze on mine when I'm inside you." Mayuri reminded her.
Ayumi forced her eyes to slip open as Mayuri came closer to her, resting his weight on his elbows. Ayumi gasped from the pleasure of being surrounded by him, laying there joined as one, chest to chest, her limbs wrapped around him, holding the man she loved with every part of her anatomy.
"Mayuri…" Ayumi whimpered his name.
Mayuri stared into her eyes, watching the woman's features change from a woman aroused and playful to a woman being consumed. With each deep thrust of his hips Ayumi met his motions with one of her own. Their bodies in sync with one another, riding each explosive wave of energy as it passed between them.
Mayuri gave and Ayumi accepted, giving all she could manage in return. Mayuri couldn't help the smile that spread across his lips as he watched her. As he felt her hands run a trail of tingling energy down his back, her nails scraping across his bare skin.
"Harder!" Ayumi moaned to him, her half lidded eyes begging him for more.
Mayuri obliged her, putting more strength into his movement, taking her at a harder pace only seemed to send her even further into the depths of their carnality. Her nails digging deeper, causing a grunt to escape his chest.
Ayumi licked her lips between heavy pants, her hips rising to meet his, encouraging him to take her harder. Mayuri's gaze lowered, watching the tip of her tongue slide across, the action calling out to him, unable to resist the temptation, Mayuri took her mouth with his.
Ayumi moaned for him, drinking in his breath and tasting the liquid heat of his tongue. Plunging deeper, he mimicked the motion of his hips, filling her completely. Ayumi welcomed him, her limbs pulling tighter around his body, clinging to him as if desperate to feel him as close as possible.
Ayumi gasped, parting her lips. Mayuri pulled back from her mouth, his heated golden gaze staring down at her. Ayumi wanted to show her husband just how much he pleased her. Ayumi stared up at him while trailing her hands down his back only to grasp each cheek of his ass in her palms.
"Ayumi…" Mayuri muttered her name, his brow lifting from his own pleasure.
Ayumi spurred him with her hands, her nails digging into each cheek as he increased his speed.
"Yes! Just like that!" Ayumi groaned.
Mayuri allowed his eyes to slip closed, feeling the woman's heat surrounding him, even with him being in the more dominant position, he felt as if the woman surrounded his every sense. The taste of her lips, the feel of her skin, the sweetness of her arousal filling the room with the pleasant scent of her essence.
Ayumi lifted her head from the mattress, tucking her face into the crook of his neck and shoulder, allowing Mayuri to feel how mindless he made her. Ayumi closed her mouth over his pulse point, sucking hard against his skin, even daring to clamp her teeth down on his skin.
A harsh grunt escaped his lips, followed by a tremble so deep Ayumi could feel his body quivering atop of her. The woman was trying him, giving him so much sensation his senses were practically on overload. Mayuri turned his head, keeping his eyes shut, he gave into her demands, allowing the woman to nibble across his skin, whatever she needed to sate her hunger, he would give.
Ayumi smiled in between her love bites; raising her hands higher on his back, enjoying the slick beads of moisture accumulating on Mayuri's skin. A sure sign he was holding himself back from his own release just to ensure she received enough pleasure from him.
" You feel so good…" Ayumi whispered into his ear.
"As do you!" Mayuri rasped back, knowing it wouldn't take much more of the woman's teasing to make him spill whether he wanted to or not.
Ayumi fell back against the bed, seeking his face. Mayuri slipped his eyes open, looking down at the face of the very personification of what love meant to him. Love was Ayumi, she and only she would ever know this side of him. The only being alive who would ever truly know him.
Ayumi turned her head, her lips parting as she watched his hands clench the blanket underneath her, making full fists as each side of her head. The mere thought that she could give him so much pleasure caused her body to convulse against him, her core pulsing against his shaft.
"Ayumi!" Mayuri grunted her name making her meet his gaze.
Mayuri watched as she smiled up at him, her body being lifted slightly against the mattress with each of his thrusts, giving into the woman's demands was in a way, such a freeing act. In the moments spend within her, enjoying her body as a man should, his mind was free of thought, devoid of all clutter; she gave him a sense of peace along with the pleasure.
Ayumi tipped her head back while sliding her right hand between them, intending on stimulating herself to orgasm as he thrust into her but felt his tight grip against her wrist.
"If you wish to come, it will be me who fulfills that need." Mayuri rasped, causing Ayumi's core to pulse against his throbbing shaft once more.
" Please…" Ayumi whispered, keeping her eyes locked on his while his hand lowered and his deft fingers found her swollen clit.
"Ugh! Yes, Yes!" Ayumi panted, no longer able to keep her reactions to his touch held inside, the burst of raw desire that spread throughout her lower limbs was almost too much. With each caress of his fingers Ayumi felt her hips rise higher to meet his thrusts, her thighs gripping his hips so hard he lost some of his momentum.
Ayumi raised her left hand to the back of his head, taking a handful of his thick blue hair and pulling hard just as her inner core snapped. Mayuri kept her gaze as he watched her body convulsing under him, forcing himself to thrust one more time before he was forced to still.
"Yes! Mayuri!" Ayumi called out to him, feeling her husband's seed spill within her as she milked his girth.
Mayuri kept his fingers low, rubbing quick circles across her clit, even after his own release had finished. The mere vision of watching her body respond to his touch, the pulse against his shaft, the harsh pants of her breath and the tightening of her nipples against her full breasts, it was enough to make him grunt with appreciation.
"Okay! Okay!" Ayumi panted to him as the tremors in her body lessened.
Ayumi fell back against the mattress, her eyes closing as she gasped for breath. Mayuri chuckled, enjoying the feel of the woman's hand still clinging to his hair. Both of their bodies now coated with a sheen of light sweat from the efforts of their lovemaking.
Mayuri lifted his left hand, caressing Ayumi's outer thigh. With just a touch, he was able to communicate with her. Ayumi let out a soft moan of contentment as she dripped her legs from his waist. Mayuri pulled back from her before rolling onto his side. Ayumi opened her eyes as he took his place next to her on the bed, gently stroking her stomach with his right hand.
"I don't care if it happens again." Ayumi whispered, thinking she knew were his mind had wondered.
"That pleases me more than you could ever know." Mayuri muttered before leaning over her and pressing his mouth against hers. Of all the things the woman could have given him before going into battle; she chose to give him one of the greatest motivations, the chance at creating another life together.
Mayuri pulled back from her kiss, both of them more than content, deciding to take advantage of the relaxation only an orgasm could give, Mayuri settled in beside her, pulling her body back against him. Ayumi let out a contented sigh, and in that moment there were no thoughts of upcoming war; only sweet dreams built upon the hope of tomorrow.