Review Replies- Sophie: I will be writing one where it's a bit happier, but this one is a bit angsty...

Bon Bon Baby: Don't worry, it's not discontinued, I've just been struggling with some health issues that take up a lot of my time.

Cuteuke: kukuku, maybe it's because Damien is a bit like Starrk? :3 I'm just saying...

crystaldiamond12: lol, well thanks for the confidence you have in me!

3 2 review: Thank you!

Toraus: When I get the time, rewriting it to suit alternate endings will be fun =D

Sorry this took so long, but my health hasn't been very good and I haven't had much time on the computer because my parents (who I still live with despite just having my 21st b-day) fear that the comp is causing some of my seizures... or at least isn't "helping." Unfortunately there is very little I can do )=

This is the ending with Kenpachi and Ichigo, but be warned that it is still very angsty, although it is intentionally ambiguous. The other two 'alternate endings' won't be posted in this story because I'm going to have to rewrite a lot of the beginning to make it fit better and be original to the new pairing/situation. This ending isn't how I originally intended to end it, but because of my state of mind and my health situation, I needed a bit of cheering up. Besides, I like the idea of Kenpachi being hopelessly obsessed and infatuated with Ichigo.

Beta'd by Warrior Nun! Muchos gracias!

PS, there is an important note in the third paragraph of my author's note at the end. It concerns my original fiction for homo-erotica.

Berserker: Chapter 3- Alternate Ending Version 1

Kenpachi stared at his sleeping mate. He felt the urge to mount him again but pushed it away the best that he could. Ichigo needed to be healthy and not damaged for Beltane, which was in just a few hours. Just at the thought of Ichigo becoming full with his pups was enough to make his cock throb. His mate would be fertile; Kenpachi had no doubt about that. It was only a matter of the gods accepting his claim on his mate, which the Berserker was certain they would.

Ichigo moaned in his sleep and Kenpachi reached out absent mindedly to stroke his hair. It was the morning of Beltane and last night and the day before Kenpachi had been forcing Ichigo to gorge on food to the point of him almost becoming sick. Soon Kenpachi was going to wake Ichigo up and make him feed again before taking him to the clearing nearby which was one of the sacred spaces used by the berserkers.

He rolled Ichigo onto his stomach and spread his cheeks apart, lining himself up. Ichigo woke up with a groan, just long enough to register the situation and give a whimper before he was penetrated. He was still slick from last night so it wasn't one of the worst fucks Kenpachi had given him, but it was still…

"Ngh!" Ichigo arched his back as Kenpachi dragged his hips back to rub the tip of his cock against Ichigo's prostate. Ichigo panted as his body tried to decide if he was in pain or pleasure, something he had been internally warring with for awhile now.

"Tight," Kenpachi hissed in his ear and Ichigo clenched his teeth and allowed himself to ride the wave of pleasure. Kenpachi pressed kisses to his neck and shoulders in a sort of possessive affection that was doubled by the tight grip on his waist.

"After breakfast, I need to take you somewhere," Kenpachi drawled and Ichigo didn't answer. He was too busy concentrating on not getting pounded into the ground. Then Kenpachi did something odd. He stroked Ichigo's stomach almost tenderly, which made Ichigo's brow furrow in confusion. He didn't have much time to think on it, however, since Kenpachi chose that time to cum, dragging Ichigo along with him.

Ichigo barely moved from his spot except to eat breakfast and when Kenpachi 'allowed' him to go to the bathroom. Kenpachi seemed eager for something, which of course put Ichigo instantly on alert and suspicion.

He became even more confused when Kenpachi snatched his pelt and took Ichigo into the woods. So far Kenpachi hadn't really taken him anywhere except for the lake, which was why he was surprised when he saw the clearing. There was tall, healthy grass all around it and a large, flat rock in the middle of it.

He frowned in confusion and then there was a sharp pain in the back of his neck before he fell unconscious. Kenpachi was worried at first he hit his mate a little too hard, but there was no blood and his breathing was nice and even.

With a satisfied smirk he hoisted Ichigo up and threw him over his shoulder as he walked over to the boulder. He spread his pelt across it first to make sure his mate was comfortable. It also had to be right underneath him to accept the pregnancy with Ichigo's blood and his semen mingling together.

He carefully laid Ichigo down on his wolf pelt and then took a step back to admire the view. His mate was so delectable spread out like that with his face relaxed and not scowling. But he knew that as soon as Ichi woke up, he would definitely try to escape once more. That was the reason why Kenpachi brought the ropes, which he had hidden in the pelt. He had made sure that Ichigo didn't see them so he wouldn't become scared.

He tied Ichigo's wrists together and partially lifted up the enormous stone to put the end underneath it. There was no way Ichigo was going to get out of that one. For Ichigo's legs, he simply bound them so they were bent. He tied the ankles tightly and looped the other end on his thighs so Ichigo had the ability to stretch his legs out so they wouldn't cramp.

Kenpachi glanced up at the sky and was pleased with the position of the sun. Soon it would reach just the right spot for the ritual to shine down on Ichigo, and then Kenpachi would mount Ichigo until he was full of Kenpachi's semen.

Ichigo woke up slowly, in a sort of dazed confusion. It took him a few moments to figure out exactly what was going on, but when he realized he was tied up, he freaked out. To be specific, he was tied up and naked on the long flat rock in the middle of the clearing with Kenpachi's pelt under the small of his back.

Kenpachi ignored the angered and panicked screams directed at him from Ichigo. The boulder was a very necessary component for the pregnancy. It was an ancient tool that had been long since been used by berserkers if they wanted to claim a permanent mate rather than just a fuck. It cemented the bond and also created an artificial womb inside the submissive to bear the dominant's children.

Unlike regular female pregnancies, the Beltane pregnancies were extremely peculiar. They weren't held for nine month terms, but for exactly one year. That is, from Beltane to Beltane. It had to be this way because the only way to get the baby out of the submissive is on Beltane where a temporary passage would be created so the submissive could give birth.

It was almost midday and time to start the ritual. Kenpachi moved so he was next to Ichigo's head and stroked the orange hair, unmindful of the way Ichigo snapped his teeth at him. Kenpachi simply ignored Ichigo's abhorrence of him and made sure his mate was as comfortable as possible for the change. He heard that the ritual was slightly painful for the bearer and Kenpachi didn't want to hurt him. Well, not as much as possible, anyway.

The sun beams filtered down onto the clearing, right above Ichigo at just the right angle and position. Kenpachi grinned at the sight. This was it.

Ichigo screamed as light beat down at the clearing and onto him. It felt like the heat was tearing into his stomach and churning his insides. He screamed himself hoarse as he thrashed around. Strong hands wrapped around his wrists and Kenpachi straddled his waist to keep him still. Ichigo whimpered and Kenpachi frowned. His mate was in so much pain, and Kenpachi didn't know what the fuck he was supposed to do about it.

So he leaned down and nuzzled his hair. Ichigo still strained and writhed against him, but he was no match for Kenpachi. Kenpachi hadn't realized that his mate would be in this much pain, but it did make sense because his body had to be completely adjusted for the pregnancy.

The sun moved on and Ichigo was left panting and shaking. He gasped for breath at the relief he felt and trembled. He barely noticed that Kenpachi was running his hands up and down Ichigo's sides in a somewhat soothing manner.

"Zaraki…" Ichigo muttered. His eyes were half-closed and his mouth slightly open. Kenpachi growled low in his throat and felt his cock throb. He had to finish the ritual first, however, before he could fully consummate the bond.

He slid off of Ichigo and knelt beside his feet. Ichigo jerked when Kenpachi licked it, at a particularly ticklish spot. Kenpachi was pleased with his mate's reaction and continued with the other side. He moved up, lapping and exploring every part of Ichigo. He needed Ichigo to be covered in as much of his saliva as possible for the mating. It didn't matter if it dried by the time they finished, because most of it would linger as much as was necessary.

Kenpachi dipped in between Ichigo's cheek and explored his entrance and the soft skin around it. Ichigo arched his back and cried out at the stimulation. Pressing against the perineum was a massage to his prostate which he discovered way very pleasurable, even if he didn't want it.

Ichigo was fully awake now as Kenpachi circled his belly button and the ridges of his hip bone.

"Your body is strong and supple; you are going to be a good mother for the one that will be growing inside of you."

"M-mother?" Ichigo said in confusion. "I'm a guy! Guy's can't get pregnant no matter how many times you try!"

Kenpachi chuckled and his taupe eye flashed. "You can with the ritual I just completed. Surely you felt it… the painful changed inside of you as your organs were forced to rearrange to accommodate for a new one."

Ichigo stared up at him, horrified. "Th-that's sick! You can't do this to me! There is no way in hell I am ready for that!" He snarled and worked harder to yank at the ropes holding him down, but to no avail. He was still weak and trembling from the transformation so he wouldn't have gotten far anyway.

"Shush," Kenpachi tried to say it soothingly and quietly, but Ichigo still flinched. He wanted and needed Ichigo to be as relaxed and willing as much as possible. The more he could work Ichigo up into pleasure, the more likely the bond would be strong. Therefore, after Kenpachi spent as much time as possible on licking Ichigo, he went straight for Ichigo's cock.

Ichigo's scent was strong and musky, enticing Kenpachi to bury his nose against those soft orange curls and inhale deeply. He pressed his tongue into the slit of Ichigo's cock and then slid his mouth down. It was easier because Ichigo wasn't completely hard yet, although he was becoming more erect. He swallowed around Ichigo's cock and rubbed his thumb against the tight hole he wanted to penetrate.

Ichigo let out a yelp and squirmed even more. "No, I don't want this," Ichigo said with a groan, his entire body shivering like he had a fever. "P-please don't, I'm not ready…" He was crying now, but it was more just tears trickling out of his eyes without the sniffles and sobs. "Please, Kenpachi…"

"Sh, Ichigo, it's okay," Kenpachi said, trying so hard to be gentle and not scare Ichigo. He lapped at Ichigo's erection and then pulled away to get his fingers wet with his saliva. He carefully held Ichigo's hips down as he massaged Ichigo's opening. He could feel already that inside of Ichigo was slightly slick as a result of the transformation. That would make it easier, at least.

He slipped his fingers inside one at a time, ignoring Ichigo's dismayed cries and protests, He made sure that Ichigo was kept very aroused by using his mouth and rubbing against Ichigo's prostate.

"Fuck!" Ichigo screamed loudly as three finders worked their way into him. His hips strained to lift up and away from the hurtful intrusion, but Kenpachi held him down.

"Relax, mate," Kenpachi whispered huskily into Ichigo's ear and slowly pulled his fingers out. Ichigo's body shuddered with relief at the slight interlude of reasonably less painfulness before Kenpachi pried his legs apart once more.

Ichigo let out a low keen of fear with the knowledge of the pain he was going to be put through yet again.

"N-no…aaah!" Ichigo's back arched and he screamed as Kenpachi slid into him.

"You should be used to this by now," Kenpachi said and dug his claw-like fingers into Ichigo's hips. Ichigo barely felt the sharp sting through the haze of his pain, which made Kenpachi smirk. He leaned down to taste the trail of sweat trickling down his mate's throat and laved the sensitive hollow. Ichigo's hips jerked despite himself at the sensation and the deep chuckle that rumbled in the berserker's chest vibrated against him.

"That's it," Kenpachi coaxed and slammed into Ichigo hard enough to make the oranget's back grind painfully against the rock. "Open up for me, mate." He grabbed Ichigo's hair and bit at his lips, taking the opportunity to taste him when he opened his mouth to cry from the pain. The wolf-like man gripped his jaw tightly before he could bite down and made a deep, almost purring sound in the back of his throat in pleasure.

His hips snapped forward and he moved in and out of Ichigo like a well-oiled piston. He pounded into Ichigo and the sound of their skin slapping together would have echoed in the clearing if it wasn't for Kenpachi's mate protests and cries.

He thrust into Ichigo faster and harder as Ichigo's tight body convulsed around him. He gripped Ichigo's erection while he bred him, making Ichigo squirm and inhale sharply at the unexpected pleasure.

"Good," Kenpachi commented as he grinned down at Ichigo with his sharp teeth gleaming. "Come with me," Kenpachi purred and dug his finger nail into the slit of Ichigo's erection. Ichigo gave a sort of garbled whimper and his whole body seemed to convulse as he came. Kenpachi grunted and finally allowed his own release to cum deep inside of his mate.

Ichigo groaned weakly and Kenpachi lapped up the tears from Ichigo's earlier crying. Kenpachi kissed Ichigo softly and slipped his hand in between them. He gently explored Ichigo's puckered hole and slipped a finger in up to his first knuckle. Ichigo squirmed and made a huffing sound of irritation as he was spread open.

Ichigo's master was pleased to find that although Ichigo's entrance was swollen and painful there wasn't too damaged. He nuzzled Ichigo's neck and stroked the oranget's stomach with an almost longing look in his eyes.

"You will bear good pups," Kenpachi said and lowered his hand so it was stroking Ichigo's erection instead. Ichigo gave a pitiful whine and tried to squirm away, but Kenpachi held him tightly.

"It appears you still need a great deal of training, but I won't use too much force because I wouldn't want to damage the pup within you." Kenpachi shifted his body down to press a kiss to Ichigo's stomach and then dragged his canines lightly down the still-flat abs. "Although… he will be strong and probably could take your punishment. Sex is good for pregnancies."

"And how would you know that?" Ichigo spat and attempted to ignore his rising cock, which was pretty hard- no, let him rephrase that- it was difficult when Kenpachi was staring up at him with that blood-lusting eyes. His body hadn't gotten the memo that blood-lust was a bad thing, not matter how good looking the berserker was. He was also a rapist and Ichigo could never forgive him for that.

"Have you had mates before?" He didn't want to sound jealous, but he knew the way he growled it might have made it appear so to Kenpachi.

"Not true mates," Kenpachi said in amusement. "But fucks that meant nothing and I felt nothing about, none of them matched up to our mounting."

"Mounting?" Ichigo said with a snort and Kenpachi tightened his hand in retribution, making Ichigo gasp at the pleasure and somewhat pained sensation.

"Mates for life," Kenpachi said in a husky, sensual voice that was still filled with anger at Ichigo's dismissal of their relationship. "Like wolves, monogamous."

Ichigo would have argued more on the subject if it wasn't for Kenpachi licking at his cock and taking both balls into his mouth, pulling them away slightly and sucking just on the edge of pain. Then he did something that blew Ichigo's mind, which was easy considering he had no previous sexual experiment. He took a hold of Ichigo's cock and pulled the velvety foreskin up so the head of his member was sheathed and then dipped his tongue into the cavern it made and circled around the slick penis.

Ichigo shuddered in pleasure and dug his nails into the palm of his hand. It felt sooooo good, especially when Kenpachi cupped his balls and pulled them gently away from his body. He nearly lost is then and there, but he managed to hold it in until Kenpachi slipped a finger inside of him and massaged his prostate roughly.

Ichigo came and Kenpachi swallowed his seed with a content look on his face despite ignoring his own hard on. He lifted Ichigo up into his arms with great care, as though he was a delicate, fragile thing that would shatter if given the opportunity. He carried Ichigo back to their cave and set him in a nest of skins, then covered him with his pelt.

He looked so small in the large skins which seemed to swallow up his body. His face was turned to the side and his lips were slightly parted as he slept. A light flush covered his cheeks and trailed all the way down to his chest, from what wasn't covered with the pelt. Ichigo's feet looked almost dainty as they peaked out from underneath the skin. But Kenpachi knew they were firm from running barefoot and the legs accompanying them were very quick.

He wanted Ichigo again. His body throbbed with lust but he wondered if he would be able to take it after the mating ritual. However as Ichigo turned in his sleep and the pelt slipped down to expose the small of his back, it was no longer a consideration.

Ichigo mumbled in his sleep as Kenpachi moved behind him and stroked his entrance, testing for his readiness. Ichigo frowned and Kenpachi rolled him onto his stomach before breaching his mate's tightness. Ichigo let out a long keen and tried his best to just relax.

Kenpachi was slow this time and it felt more like he was coaxing Ichigo's body to accept the intrusion rather than force him to. By the end of it Ichigo was writhing in pleasure and Kenpachi felt smug satisfaction.

His mate was perfect for him.

…

Ichigo had learned to like, if not love, the attention that Kenpachi gave him. He found that if he relaxed and gave in, it not only hurt less, but he actually liked it a bit. There was still a bit of pain each time, but- okay, there was a lot of pain. But MOST of the time the pleasure made up for it.

Like at the moment. Ichigo was laid out on their bed of animal skins as Kenpachi had his knees pressed to his chest. Ichigo attempted to stifle the noises he made, but his sadistic and dominant lover loved them. So when the berserker sucked, licked, and gnawed on Ichigo's sensitive and now raw entrance, Kenpachi also used his fingers to pry Ichigo's mouth open so his cries of pleasure and pain escaped.

"Oh fuck!" Ichigo cried and shuddered feverishly. He didn't dare ask Kenpachi to stop. The last time he asked that question, Kenpachi fucked him hard enough that Ichigo walked funny for two weeks and flinched if the berserker so much as looked at him.

"We're getting to that," Kenpachi growled and rubbed his fingers hard against Ichigo's prostate while lapping around his fingers and nuzzling Ichigo's hard cock. "Ease up a little, mate, or I'll be forced to make you bleed again."

Ichigo hissed and gyrated his hips to gain more friction while Kenpachi slipped his fingers out. Ichigo let out a whine that made Kenpachi chuckle and dragged Ichigo toward him so his hips were raised with his legs on either side of him.

"Good mate," Kenpachi praised Ichigo, making it hard for Ichigo to not feel a little proud at the statement.

Then Kenpachi licked the palm of his hand and nudged the head of his erection to Ichigo's wet hole. He pressed Ichigo's legs firmly against his chest as he shoved himself in with one go. This was the initial pain Ichigo felt no matter what. He whimpered at the abrupt stretch and grimaced, turning his head to the side.

"Shhh," Kenpachi muttered in a way he perhaps thought was soothing. "Ease up on me mate, I don't want to rip you apart again." He sunk completely inside of Ichigo as he said it and Ichigo winced in both remembrances of old wounds, and the slight ache of them being reawaken.

"'Pachi," Ichigo moaned and gripped Kenpachi's shoulder's tightly. It was almost all he could do just to hang on for the ride as the wolf-like man pounded into him until he was screaming in pleasure and yelling in pain. Kenpachi tortured his body with well placed sucks and bite marks that felt too damn good.

By the end Ichigo was curled up against Kenpachi and giving very soft sobs of pleasure and… other things he didn't like to think about it. He came and Kenpachi spilled himself inside of his lover, effectively distilling any of Ichigo's negative thoughs. The larger man slumped over the smaller and made a deep-throated cooing sound which made Ichigo mewl and snuggle closer. Kenpachi slowly slipped out of Ichigo and then frowned at the grimace of discomfort his mate gave.

Kenpachi dipped his head down and gave a rumbling hiss and the slight blood and semen he found there. He lapped the fluid up and made a contented noise at the taste of his mate's blood and his own essence mixing.

For a moment he simply enjoyed the way Ichigo curled against him for warmth. He ran his fingers through Ichigo's orange hair which was growing long. Ichigo sighed at the action and made a soft purring sound of pleasure which made Kenpachi's arousal flare yet again despite cumming not so long ago.

He wanted Ichigo again. He wanted to be surrounded by Ichigo's tight heat and make Ichigo scream. It would be even better if it wasn't for the pink blur known as Yachiru who flew in just as Kenpachi was about to tug the blanket of skins off of him.

With Ichigo's help and new maternal instincts, Kenpachi had found Yachiru and thoroughly punished the villagers who had dared to take her away. Now he had his mate and cub with him and he was content. Especially with another cub on the way that would be of his blood mixed with Ichigo's.

With those thoughts, Kenpachi lovingly nudged his nose against Ichigo's long hair as Ichigo curled an arm around the cuddly Yachiru.

Yes, to Kenpachi, life was very good indeed.

LINE

I believe that the age and experience of the writer of quality sex scenes is extremely varied. I have read 15 year olds (found out their age later, because that's not 'allowed') smut scenes and sometimes found them more realistic than 40 year olds. However, in my personal experience, I find it easier to write about things I know get a guy going if I have actually done them before rather than doing a lot of research. It makes it easier to apply… if this is TMI I apologize and blame it on my extroverted male alter ego Spike.

I also have a new puppy. Although I have not watched Airbender (I plan on it when I get faster internet), he was already name Zuko. Coincidental, huh? Especially since the breeder isn't an anime watcher/fan. He's a real sweetheart (the puppy, although the breeder is too, but she's a woman, not a 'he', or a dog), I just wanted to share the good news. The reason I got him is for therapy and companionship so I hope that the issues I've had which has led me to not update as much will ease up, if not disappear. Remember, I WILL ENDEAVER TO NOT ABANDON A STORY! And I use endeavor because although I mean 'not ever', I try not to use 'never' for fates and chaos theory determination in proving those who say it wrong.

IMPORTANT- By the way, how many of you would read original homoerotic stories from me, not just fan fiction? Cuz I love writing fan fiction, but I also love creating my own characters and writing about them. My insane amount of imagination and perverted mind has to be good for something, right? So let me know. Those who are, I will send you the first chapter of the book I'm writing. And for those who are fans of my other book published (not homo-erotica), yes I am working on that, too. Writing is how I deal with stress and depression. I just wish I didn't have it to begin with.