Just A Thing (Seme Male Reader x Grimmjow) {Bleach}

Father and Daddy: The Rebirth of a Man

Author's note: this is an...interesting story to say the least. picks up off of the previous story. i wont give spoilers but i think you will find it to be even funnier than the first one....

enjoy...

10 years later...

reader pov

its happening. i didn't think in the 15 years since we got married it would but if i didn't see his history for myself, i still wouldn't believe it. i had just started noticing it not to long ago. ive always been a bit dense at times so i don't know when it actually started but....it slowly became more noticeable. his grunts and grimaces became giggles and smiles. it just popped in my line of sight one day. he has been a lot less....resistant. he doesn't argue anymore. just does what i tell him. no questions. the spark is still there but...its like it changed color or something. it was no longer the spark i was. what was a spark, became more of...fireworks. bright colorful fireworks. it was fucking weird. super weird. "dad....dad....DAD!!" i was snapped from my thoughts when yachiru got my attention. i looked at the 16 year old. "you are zoning out again. you haven't answered my question," she said. i sighed. "no," i said flatly. she hit the table angrily. "damn it dad!! we have had to listen to it all our life's. why wont you let me watch you and dad have sex?" she was angry. i don't know when she found out but she recently got into gay porn and she REALLY wanted to see it live. "oh come on dad!! you are still the best looking couple, period. the other kids at school cant wait to see 'the models' when they come pick us up. you both work out constantly even though you still look like you did when you first got married, plus some facial hair. you are literally the definition of 'the sexy side' of gay," she explained for the umpteenth time. she has been bugging me for the last few weeks about when she could watch. she would always try to walk in on us. "...why don't you ask your dad?" i said. she shook her head. "we all know that you are the one with the authority. period," she said. that was another thing that stood out. he never had his own opinion anymore. whenever he was asked something, it was always 'what did your dad say?'. like i was the only one who mattered. it threw me off all the time. i put my head in my palm. "just...i don't know. ill have to talk about it with your dad," i got up from the dining room table. "oh come on!!! i already know what he will say. 'if that is what you want to do...' you don't have to keep asking him," she followed me to my room. shit. i said it again. it stopped being 'our room' a while ago. every time he was asked 'where are you going?' it was now 'im just going to your father's room'. it was never his room. it was our room. at least our room. he was treating it like he was a guest here. like i didn't just dedicate my life to him. it still irks me. "no, yachiru. end of story. go finish your home work," i walked in and closed the door. she whined for another half hour before leaving. he was just sitting in the bed under the covers. "hey, did you have a nice day?" he asked. i nodded. it was fine. work hasn't changed at least. i still make ridiculous money. even more now actually. i think im at around 100 million now. he was typing something on his laptop. "what are you doing?" i asked as i stripped to my undies. he chuckled. "looking for your birthday gift," he said. yeah. my birthday was in a few days and he was giddy. he used to be nonchalant but now he is fucking giddy about it now. i walked over and got in the bed. he quickly closed it, but not before i saw what he was looking at. it was lingerie. no. not like the wedding. i wish it was though. nope. it was fucking panties and mini skirts. the whole nine yards. he would always try to hide it but im very computer literate. while setting up the parental locks on the internet, which yachiru learned how to break through thanks to gin, i ended up looking at the internet history. nothing but 'Victoria's secret'. i thought it was yachiru. nope. that hope was shattered when i looked at his favorites. 'nick's birthday' and 'our anniversary' were links to cosplay catalogues. no. not the manly superman and batman. not iron man or captain America. no. i would have preferred that. no. it was fucking bunnies and kitten outfits. especially kittens. its like he has this thing with kittens. using jockstraps or going commando were out of the question now too. it was panties and thongs now. i fucking hate it. absolutely despise it. this isn't the man i married. i was cut off when he kissed me. i pulled away. "come on baby. just gimme a good thrashing," he started to climb on me. did i mention he's gotten into pasties? fucking pasties. those fucking stars that cover his nipples. he straddled me. i pulled them off. he whimpered. "those were my favorite ones," he said. he wears underwear to bed now. yup. no longer naked. always undies and 75% chance of a tee. he is starting to change. he ground his hips into mine. i sighed. at least he was still sexy. still hasn't changed looks wise. still makes me hard at least. im dreading the day when he asks that fucking question. "just...before we start, i want to know. does these underwear make me look fat?" yeah. that day was not only here, it just happened. literally just happened. i rolled myself on top. i covered his mouth. he giggled. "kinky now?" it was muffled by my hand. no. not by a long shot. its just that those sexy moans and grunts were gone. he's lost a lot of the base in his voice. id much rather fuck him in silence now. i pulled off his undies. pulled off mine. nope. not hard. not like he used too be. it was limp. i no longer felt that stab during sex. it used to make me feel so good when i could make him moan involuntarily. not anymore. i pushed inside. he let out a loud moan. high pitched. his hands moved to my waist. i put them above his head. the old grim never touched me like that. he either gripped my neck or the bed. there was no in between. i started to thrust. he no longer wants it slow. nope. fast from the beginning. i need to stop thinking about this. im literally gonna pull my hair out.