Curiosity

Curiosity by Neema aka Boogermeister

Chapter 6- Alpha's Puppies

"Kisuke . . . ." sighed Ichigo as she settled onto Urahara's lap in the bathtub, moaning softly when his erection was thrusted into her and his stong chest was against her back. "I've been thinking . . . ."

"Really, Ichi-chan?" he muttered as he fondled at her breasts nonchalantly. "What is it?"

"Kiki's one years old . . . . I think I want another baby now," she muttered. Urahara simply sighed and kissed at her neck, one spot still had a bitemark from Kenpachi a week back. "I missed the feeling of carrying one in my stomach, when I only wanted to have your baby. Now . . . . I think I'm ready, but I want it to be different."

"Oh?" he muttered. "How different?"

"Well . . . . would you be mad if I want to carry another man's baby?" she asked.

"Not really, I bet that Renji and Grimmjow would be estatic that you're considering the idea," he shrugged. "But . . . . it doesn't mean that I will cease my own needs for you." At that, he thrusted upward and Ichigo moaned. "Let's make a gamble outta it, Ichi-chan," he smirked. "Once you get off the pill, there'd be an one in three chances that the next baby belongs to me. Would you take that challenge, Ichi-chan?"

"Ah, yes Kisuke," she moaned softly.

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"Huh, I always knew that you'd cave sooner or later, Ichigo," smirked Grimmjow, when he called her. Ichigo simply gave out a deadpan face and scoffed.

"Trust me, if I'd really cave then I would have Renji here also," she scoffed as she crossed her arms. "I don't want his monkey babies, he's too much of an idiot."

"Heh, that's a good idea," he smirked. "I believe that my stuff is more suited than him."

". . . . Then that means there's a 50/50 chance that I can have your baby, considering Kisuke."

"Tch, well ain't that shitty," scoffed Grimmjow. "Maybe if you can fuck me more than him--"

"Unless you have a friend to occupy me, there's no way you can fuck me for more than six hours straight," she countered. She frowned when she heard silence momentarily before hearing a deep sigh.

"I think I know this one guy, he's a friend of a friend," he muttered. "But now there's a chance that he could knock you up."

"I'll take that challenge," she replied. "See you later . . . ." Barely ten minutes after the call, Ichigo heard him coming along with someone else. As soon as they opened the door to the back room, she caught the sight of the tall brunet behind Grimmjow. She frowned at it though, the man appeared to be bored and lazy.

"Damn it, Ichi, you'd think that you'd start being naked whenever someone wants to fuck you," Grimmjow scoffed at the sight of her being dressed only in a pair of underwear and a tank top.

"Fuck you, I don't always wanna walk around the house naked, Grimmjow," scowled Ichigo.

"A temper on this one, huh?" sighed the brunet. "I think that'll be a problem for me."

"No, once a cock's inside her she'll moan like a slut," assured Grimmjow. "Come on, Ichigo. I want you so bad right now . . . ."

"Tch, just getting fucked doesn't turn me on so easily," she scoffed. "First . . . . I'd liked to see you guys get naked before I do."

"Fuck, you're becoming such a tease," the blunet smirked slightly and complied. The other man sighed tiredly but followed suit, Ichigo breathed deeply at the unaroused comparison between them and blinked. The brunet wasn't certainly as big as that monster Kenpachi but it was more noticeable than Grimmjow's. But like Kenpachi, he was also uncut. "Come on, Ichi, you strip too," Grimmjow muttered impatiently.

"Uh-uhn, not so fast," smirked Ichigo as she moved to sit almost leisurely onto the low table. "You guys barely hard yet, and I think I know what to do with that." Almost fluidly, she lifted her legs to take off the underwear before settling down again, both men stared at her exposure. Rather, Grimmjow growled as he leered down at it while the brown-haired man simply stared.

"Fuck . . . ." he growled, almost instantly he went into a full mast.

"Not yet," she muttered. With two fingers, she moaned when she promptly thrusted them inside herself. "Ahh . . . . does this turn you on, Grimm?"

"Fuck, you're such a slutty tease," snarled Grimmjow as he glared lustfully at the wetness oozing out of her. As for the other man, he was getting aroused slowly. His erection seemed more impressive than his attitude. "I can't fucking take it anymore," he growled as he knelt down between her legs. Ichigo let out a surprised gasp when her hand was pulled away and her entrance was invaded by an eager tongue.

"Grimm . . . ." she moaned, gripping at the back of head for him to go deeper. She gazed at the man who was just standing there and frowned slightly. "What's with you . . . .?"

"Just don't know you that much, that's all," he shrugged. Grimmjow moved away from her and scoffed at his friend.

"You agreed to go along with this, you lazy bastard," he scoffed. "Maybe you should give her a shot before me, I think I can hold off for a little while more."

"Hmm, I prefer for her to ride me," he muttered tiredly, scratching through his disheveled hair. "It'd be too much work for me if we do it the other way."

"Huh?" Ichigo frowned, but was still aroused at what it would feel like with him in her.

"Hurry up, before I decided to fuck her first," scoffed Grimmjow. The man simply nodded before sitting down on the floor with his back steadied against the wall.

"Can't believe I'm going along with this," sighed Ichigo as she got up and moved to position herself above his lap and gripped at his shoulders. "I might get knocked up by this stranger . . . ."

"Hm? Knocked up?" the man questioned. "You want to have my child . . . . .?"

"What? You mean you were coming to fuck me with no intention to knock me up?" she frowned in confusion.

"Grimmjow didn't mention that other part," he muttered.

"Wha--" Ichigo gasped sharply when his hands suddenly gripped at her hips and forced her down onto his erection. "Fuck . . . .!" she gasped, her inner muscles convulsed around his large manhood. "You nameless bastard, you didn't give me time to adjust!"

"My name's Starrk," Starrk simply replied. "And I don't really mind that you carry my child."

"Damn, you're saying it like it's getting a carton of cigarettes," she gritted.

"Oh, you noticed that?" he muttered, and now she did. The tar was lightly evident in his breath.

"Well, do you notice that you're 'raping' a seventeen-year-old?" she countered.

"I'm 28."

"How does that have to do-- Ahh, fuck . . . .!" she moaned when he pulled her hips up before slamming it down. For once, he was getting impatient. "All right, I get it . . . ." Moaning at the feeling of being full inside of her, she rose up from his erection before bouncing back down. Starrk let out a soft groan at the tightness, he could see why his friend persuaded him into coming here today. "Starrk . . . . you feel really good," she moaned.

"Thanks for the compliments," he groaned. "Grimmjow says that you usually swear at him during sex."

"The bitch likes to talk dirty sometimes," shrugged Grimmjow, leisurely jerking himself off nearby them.

"Shut up, you animal . . . .!" she moaned loudly. "For once, this guy's not like you . . . .!"

"Heh, just wait after a short while, then you'll be sorry." Ichigo frowned a little at that but the pleasure was overtaking her as usual, mewling softly when she was hit in her tender spot.

"Starrk . . . ." she whimpered. Starrk groaned again, and his grip on her tightened.

"You really are what Grimmjow told me about . . . ." he muttered with a low growl. The next thing the teen knew, she was flat on her back with her legs in the air.

"Fuck . . . .!" she moaned loudly as the usually lazy man thrusted into her harshly. "Damn it, Starrk . . . .!"

"Told you so," sneered Grimmjow. "Since you see me as a wildcat, then Starrk's a fucking dog if he's interested in someone long enough."

"Guh . . . .!" Ichigo moaned at the electrifying feeling, she could hear Starrk's low growling by her ear before the man groped at her breast. "So good . . . . you feel good, Starrk . . . ."

"Tch, I was hoping that you'd curse him out like you usually do," the blunet scoffed.

"Fuck you . . . ."

"Pay attention to me," Starrk growled softly as he nipped at her neck. Ichigo yelped at that and gazed submissively at him, she only knew him for a few moments and yet he seemed capable for her. Grimmjow was overly aggressive with sex and so is he but he seemed different. She moaned and gripped at his silky hair, hearing him growl again when she tightened around him. "Fuck . . . ." he growled.

"Damn, I don't mind if you knock me up now, Starrk," she moaned. He groaned as he gripped at her hips, as his pace were becoming more rapid. "You're getting close . . . .?"

"Yeah . . . ." growled Starrk.

"Please . . . . give it to me, I want your cum inside of me," she moaned breathlessly. Starrk growled at that and continued for the next few hard thrusts. He let out a long howl-like groan as he came, the teen keened of feeling filled with the brunet's seeds before some of it oozed out of her entrance. "Mmm, that was good . . . ." she sighed deeply.

"You're welcome . . . ." sighed Starrk as he pulled out and rolled off her and closed his eyes. Ichigo was about to sit up to say something she suddenly heard deep snoring.

". . . . The fuck?" she frowned as she glared at the exhausted man lying next to her. "Don't tell me that he's really sleeping."

"He does that sometimes, when the fuck was satisfying to him," smirked Grimmjow, leering at her. "But enough of that, it's time to give you my brat."

"Tch, fuck you Grimmjow," she scoffed, but her ankles were grabbed and was dragged towards the excited blunet. "Hey, wait a minute so I can adjust . . . .!"

"Well I don't want Starrk's spunk staying inside you any longer," he scoffed lightly.

"Then what's the point of having him fuck me?" she huffed as she fingered herself. "A lot of his cum is in here, there's no reason not to impregnate me." Taking out her fingers, she eagerly licked at the sleeping man's fluid. "And it's not so bad, I think I could have him around until I'm finally pregnant."

"Huh, now I have to up my ante, great . . . ." scoffed Grimmjow as he positioned himself before promptly thrusted into her. "Fuck, Starrk's bigger than me but your pussy's like nothing happened to it."

"Shut up, Grimmjow," moaned Ichigo when he took off her top and sucked at her breasts. She smirked when she heard him groan in slight disappointment, the milk was completely gone. "Hah, guess they're all dried up, huh?" she smirked.

"Shut up, once I give you my kid they'll come back," he smirked back as he proceeded to thrust in and out of her. Ichigo moaned and sighed at the feeling, but was now aching for Starrk as she took a quick gaze at the napping brunet. She could just give Grimmjow what he wanted, but she also wanted to carry his friend's baby. Her body will go into a competition with itself from now on.

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Starrk blinked at the sight before him the next day when he came back. Ichigo moaned and blushed softly as she struggled with thin ropes binding around her body, her hands were tied firmly behind her back so she was on her knees when the brunet discovered. ". . . . What's this about, Ichigo?" he asked so plainly.

"That perverted bastard . . . . Kisuke tied me up before he left, thinking that it's funny for you guys when you come over," she muttered, though she couldn't deny that she was turned on from this. "I was trying to wiggle out of these ropes but it's no use. Can you help me on this, Starrk?" Starrk blinked her again, before simply taking off his clothes to reveal his now leaking erection. "Ah, fuck . . . ." she groaned.

"Lucky for you, Grimmjow can't be here today," he muttered, standing before her and stroked her hair gently. "Guess that mean you're mine for the day." Ichigo gazed at him then at his erection, nodding lightly before opening her mouth to suck at the tip. "Mmm . . . ." he groaned, as the teen licked at the precome oozing out.

"You taste good, Starrk . . . ." she sighed. "Now could you take these ropes off me?"

"Why?" he muttered as he knelt down. "You're so submissive like this . . . ." His fingers trailed lightly over the elaborately patterned binds around her breasts and abdomen before trailing one down to her crotch. "You're more interesting to look like this, you're so vulnerable." He purposely pressed at a knot over her aroused nub, and she immediately whined and writhed from his touch.

"You fucking bastard, you're just like the rest of them," she gritted.

"That's what I wanted to hear from you," he muttered. "Though girls with stubborn temperaments aren't usually my type . . . . but you're different." He did it again, and Ichigo moaned as her secretion dripped to the floor. "So you don't really mind if you carry my child, even though you don't know me that much?"

"Ah . . . . yeah, it's like you're right for me," she moaned with blush tinted deeply in her cheeks. "Dunno why but there's something about you that I want."

"It could be pheromones, it's like how some animals find their mates," he muttered. "Maybe your mind and body only want two mates instead of three . . . ."

"Then . . . ."

"I won't tell Grimmjow about that, he'll try to have you all for himself," he replied quietly as he tugged at the rope over her crotch, it was loose enough to be pushed aside. He then slipped a finger inside of her and simply observed at her aching expression. "Are you really in heat . . . .?"

"Huh . . . .?"

"Hmm," he sighed as he removed his finger and licked at it. "I believe you are . . . ." Carefully placing her on the back, he pushed her legs far apart as he positioned himself. He sighed deeply when he slowly pushed all the way in, Ichigo moaned at the fullness and clenched around him in gratitude.

"What did you mean by 'heat', Starrk . . . .?" she muttered softly. "You're talking about my ovulation period?"

"Yeah . . . ." he muttered.

"Well then hurry up, fuck me until you fill me with your kid," she smirked lightly. Starrk simply nodded before he began, slowly at first to entice her already ovewhelming arousal. She felt her juices oozing more for the slick thrusts to go faster, Starrk growled softly and bucked his hips forward. "Fuck . . . . faster," she moaned softly but the brunet suddenly pulled out much to the girl's surprise. "What? Starrk--"

"It might be too discomforting for your position, Ichigo," he replied as he pulled her up. "I think you need to bend over for this one." Before Ichigo could retort, he moved her body over the low table pushed her legs open. "I've heard that you like this form of position whenever you want a child, hope you don't mind."

"Starrk . . . ." she whined, mewling when she was being penetrated once again. With his body flushed over her, he thrusted roughly into her with soft grunts by her ears. "Fuck me, you bastard . . . ." she moaned. "Give me what I want . . . ."

"Do you mind that I want to be around for our child . . . .?" he grunted.

"Uh . . . . that's the reason why I want a baby with another man," she moaned deeply. "I wanna see if they are willing to take care of it if I get knocked up."

"Then let me . . . . Grimmjow's not suitable for you," he muttered. "I have a secure job and enough money to care for the child, if you want me to, Ichigo."

"Yeah, I don't mind-- ahh . . . .!" she moaned when he struck at her tenderness and clenched tightly around him. "Come on then, give me your baby . . . ."

"I'm almost there anyway . . . ." groaned Starrk. Ichigo whined at the tight grip on her hips before he thrusted faster but her pleasurable high was taking over her as always. "Fuck . . . ." grunted Starrk, thrusting forward to expel his warm secretion into her.

"Ah-ahh . . . .!" moaned Ichigo with her eyes threatened to roll to the back of her head and smiled. Starrk was still ejaculating as he groaned out a howl-like noise before finally going lax and breathed heavily. He then licked at her neck tiredly as he rubbed at her stomach.

"My pup . . . ." he sighed. "The Alpha must care for his bitch full of his pup . . . ."

"A bitch . . . .?" she frowned tiredly.

"As in a female dog, Ichigo," he muttered, kissing at her neck. "Maybe you could ask your lover for permission to stay with me until you're pregnant. I'm sure he won't mind . . . ."

"Yeah . . . ." she sighed. She could keep this one, regardless that he's an animal like the rest of them.

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. . . . . I hate pies.

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