Stray

A/N: It’s currently 5:15 AM in the morning. I finished this chapter about eh…2 hours ago. Don’t like it as much as I do the other chapters, but enjoy. :)



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Grimmjow cocked his head to the side, eying the object in his mate’s hand suspiciously.



“Oh, stop looking like that. It’s not going to bite you, silly cat,” Ichigo teased, chuckling when Grimmjow scowled petulantly.



“What is it?” the cat asked gruffly, having learned how to speak better now that he had a new home with Ichigo and his family. He’d been with them for a few days now, warming up to his mate’s younger siblings. He liked Yuzu and Karin, treating them like they were his own. Karin was a good cuddler despite her looks, just like him, and Yuzu fed him the best meat he’s ever had when Ichigo didn’t make him tuna sandwiches. He loved tuna sandwiches, but sirloin steak was pretty damn good too, and it showed. The hybrid’s body has filled out nicely with the weight it had lost, now back to its full potential, which he took full advantage of when seducing his scrumptious little mate into bed.



Grimmjow still didn’t know what to make of his mate’s sire though. The odd man kept repeatedly hugging him and telling him and his wife how he was so excited for the babies. Of course, then Ichigo had to save the befuddled feline and kick his father away, yelling at him that there won’t be any babies because he was a man, dammit!



“It’s a collar,” Ichigo answered, rubbing his neck sheepishly, “I got it for you when we took you shopping for your new clothes, and I was wondering if you’d be willing to wear it now that you’re living with us and all…Your adoption papers have been taken care of, and the vet gave you a clean bill of health along with all your shots. This’ll identify you and legally show that you’re now mine, like how I’m yours,” he murmured shyly, his hand moving to touch the permanent bite mark at the base of his neck.



Grimmjow looked thoughtful for a moment, before coming to a decision and nodding a curt affirmative. The brilliant smile that lit up his mate’s face was worth being claimed as a pet, he decided. But, he thought as Ichigo attached the navy blue collar around his neck, even though he’s Ichigo’s pet, he would still be the dominant male and Ichigo will always be his sweet, little submissive.



“Thank you, Master,” Grimmjow purred, nuzzling into Ichigo’s hands, and smirked when Ichigo blushed wildly at his new title. Oh, were they gonna have fun with this tonight.



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“O-oh,” Ichigo trembled when Grimmjow lightly sucked and nibbled that sensitive area behind his ear. The two were in his room lying on his bed, the rest of his family thankfully absent for the night. He moaned quietly as the hybrid trailed down his neck, nips interspersed with his hot, wet kisses. “Grimmjow…wait.”



The hybrid stopped, lifting his head to look at his mate in confusion. He grunted in surprise when Ichigo flipped him over onto his back, straddling his waist. “Ichigo,” he growled in warning, but the teen silenced him with a gentle finger.



“Why don’t you just lay back and relax, ne? I want to pleasure you for once,” Ichigo whispered, pouting with sultry half-lidded bronze eyes.



Well, this was certainly something new; no one’s ever tried to do anything like this for him before. Not that Grimmjow was complaining. Nosiree. “Whatever my Master desires,” he husked, a wicked smile curling his lips when the teen bit his bottom lip sexily and shudder in delight at the title.



“Good boy,” Ichigo breathed, giving his pet a playful yet heated kiss, before peppering kisses down the feline’s muscular body starting with his collarbone. Grimmjow folded an arm behind his head, his other hand burying itself in bright orange hair as he watched as his little master traveled south with lidded cyan eyes, humming when Ichigo gave the head of his cock a soft kiss.



The younger male parted his lips and let his tongue out to play, tasting Grimmjow like a yummy popsicle with little licks and sucks. He went beneath and took each of the hybrid’s balls into his mouth, making his pet groan throatily, before leaving them glistening wet in his saliva. Ichigo moved back up, teasing the head for a bit longer, before opening his mouth wide and sank down on him.



The cat growled loudly, fighting off the urge to push the boy’s head all the way down. Instead, he concentrated on breathing steadily, with not much success, considering Ichigo was trying to tease the hell out of him with his damn soft, experimenting suckles. Suddenly, a rather kinky idea popped into Grimmjow’s head and he smiled perversely. His smooth, white armored tail snaked its way under his unsuspecting master and quickly coiled itself around Ichigo’s erection, squeezing and undulating against the stiff flesh.



His little mate squealed, pulling his mouth back to let out a strangled cry. “Grimmjow…” he panted, red tainting his cheeks. He didn’t resist when the hybrid led his head back to his cock, taking him as far as he could while his hand took care of the rest. The other fondled his sack, even reaching down to stroke the skin underneath.



Ichigo whined when the tail released him, only to rub up his balls and slide against his perineum. Tea colored eyes widened when the sneaky tail wiggled itself into his entrance. He raised his ass into the air on his knees, rocking his hips back to meet the twisting, prehensile thing inside him, face flushed and gasping for breath when it hit his spot. “A-aahhhhnnn…” he moaned deliciously, breathless when the tail didn’t let up. It brushed, and pressed, and nudged, and flicked his prostate, driving the boy crazy and making him shudder in uncontrollable pleasure. “HAAHHH!” he screamed, a sudden brutal jab making him cum violently.



The vibrations of his scream nearly undid Grimmjow. With a snarl, the cat yanked Ichigo back up for a hungry kiss before flipping him so he was on his back under him where he belonged. Running his clawed hand through his mate’s release, he quickly coated his dick and straddling one leg. He threw the other onto his shoulder which forced the boy onto his side, and entered Ichigo’s lax body.



The orange haired boy whimpered at the sudden feeling of being full, not given time to process anything when Grimmjow started thrusting. “Ahh…yes…” Ichigo panted heavily, Grimmjow’s movements becoming faster and harder, going deeper. The teen could feel the end drawing near. “Cum…cum inside me, Grimmjow…now.”



With that broken command ringing in his ears, Grimmjow reached his climax with a rumbling groan. He shot his seed deep inside his mate, purring in satisfaction when he heard Ichigo mewl. The cat carefully pulled out, lowering the boy’s leg which shifted him onto his back, and proceeded to lick his mate clean.



Ichigo petted light blue locks weakly, still trying to catch his breath. “Naughty kitty,” he scolded with another cute little pout, “You didn’t even let me finish what I wanted to do.”



“I’m very sorry, Master,” Grimmjow purred with one last lick. He moved back up to hover above the teen, braced on his forearms. “Are you gonna punish me?” Ichigo gave him a sweet, erotic little smile, pulling him down so his lips could touch one pointed black ear.



“Not if you fuck me with your tail again,” he whispered sexily. The loud answering purr echoed around the room as round 2 commenced. Ding ding!



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“Grimmjow?”



“…Hm?”



“Why is your tail armored?” Propped up on his elbow, the human male reached out from to catch the swaying appendage with his other hand, stroking the armored plating lovingly.



“Mmm…’m an arrancar. Special kind ‘f breed ‘f animal,” Grimmjow muttered sleepily. He had been laying his stomach in a light doze, arms pillowing his head, before Ichigo’s question.



“Oh…Yeah, dad said something about arrancars today, but I wasn’t listening because he’d been shouting a ridiculous speech to mom’s poster again beforehand. Why do you have a black gothic number 6 on your back? I’ve never noticed it before until now,” Ichigo traced the tattoo with soft finger tips.



“Was prolly cuz ‘m always facing you,” the hybrid chuckled at his mate’s irritated scowl. “Not only am I an arrancar, I was an Espada.”



“Eh?”



“There were ten of us, ranked by our fighting skill. We were bred to fight against other hybrids. I was number 6, the Sexta Espada.”



“You were a fighter? That’s illegal!”



“Mm. I was. And then I escaped. Didn’t want to spend the rest of my life stuck in a cage only to be brought out to fight on command. I’d rather fight on my own time. A few others escaped with me. We split up after that to start a new life. I found an alley with decent scraps to live off of, defending it from other strays that wanted my territory, until you found me.”



“And I’m so glad I did,” the teen snuggled close. “Thank you for telling me, Grimm.” The feline turned onto his side, wrapping his arms around his mate.



Ichigo tucked his head under the older male’s chin and as he drifted off to sleep, he swore he heard, “No, thank you, Ichi, for taking me in.” He felt a tender kiss on his forehead just before everything went black.



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A/N: Now, I’m off to sleep. The next chapter won’t be out for a while, but maybe I’ll write it and post it before I go to AnimeBoston next weekend. In any case, please review! They make my day and help me speed along in writing! :3