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A Blutbad Claims His Mate	By : KTT2123 Category: G through L > Grimm Views: 4768 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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I'm posting this before I go to bed, I should really be sleeping but I won't have time to work on it tomorrow, so I'm hoping my tired brain hasn't missed anything. I've read through it a few times but if you notice something is wrong, just let me know and I'll fix it.
For any of my Criminal Minds readers that are reading this and are not fans of Grimm: woge is a term that basically means the Wesen (aka creature) shows their creature face. Monroe's woge translates to red eyes, more werewolf-type hair on face and head, and pointed ears. Blutbaden is the plural, while Blutbad is singular.

Several hours later…
When Monroe awakens, his wolf is practically purring with the delicious weight of his mate still blissfully sprawled atop him. His large hand strokes his mate’s hair, who nuzzles Monroe’s neck contently in his sleep. Unable to help it, Monroe’s other hand strokes down Nick’s pale, naked back. Nick snuffles nosily, shifting his body in his slumber. The slide of their naked bodies is delicious, Monroe had cleaned them up before he went to sleep or otherwise they’d be a bit uncomfortable right now.
The Blutbad knows immediately when his mate awakens. Nick’s body stiffens and Monroe can smell the blush that spreads over Nick’s pale face and chest. The Grimm is frozen, unsure what to do. He is completely naked, lying atop an equally naked Monroe, with whom he had shockingly intense sex with numerous times during the night.  *How the hell am I supposed to react without screwing things up? This is going to get really awkward and uncomfortable! Am I gay now? You had very enthusiastic sex with a guy, MULTIPLE times! You fucking begged for it! Face it Nick, that’s pretty gay. Oh my god, I’m totally gay for Monroe. I’m gay for Monroe. I’m gay for Monroe.*
Monroe is silent during Nick’s inner freak out, his large hand caressing up and down his mate’s bare back in soothing strokes. The touch loosens Nick’s tense muscles and quiets his frantic thoughts. “Nick,” Monroe rumbles.
Nick lifts his uncertain eyes to Monroe’s confident ones. He feels the Blutbad’s hand cup his cheek, his thumb brushing over his pale cheek with affection. “You are mine, Nick. Always. I’ll take care of you,” Monroe promises. There is love written clearly in Monroe’s eyes and it settles something within Nick. This may not be what he expected, in no way did he anticipate this happening but he cannot deny this, whatever this is, feels right. “Kiss me?” Nick pleads softly. Monroe smiles and guides his mate’s head down until their lips meet. The kiss is tender, a slow meeting of lips with a glimpse of tongue. Nick melts into it, sighing quietly when it ends.
As much as Monroe wants to cradle his mate, their talk cannot be postponed any longer. With care, he sits up, disregarding Nick’s protests as he pulls his mate with him.
Nick blushes when the movement brings attention to the ache in his backside. He can’t help but squirm a bit, feeling the unfamiliar looseness of his well-used hole and the surprisingly delicious feeling of the slick wetness of Monroe’s cum still deep inside him.
“Let’s dress and then we will talk, okay?”
Nick covers his privates, suddenly feeling shy about his nudity. Monroe has no such issues; growing up as in a Blutbaden pack, he is entirely comfortable with his nakedness. He pulls on fresh boxers from his bag and tugs on his sweatpants. When Nick makes no move to dress, Monroe decides to do it for him. Nick squeaks, which he will deny with his last breath, when Monroe grabs him. “What are you doing?!” Nick yells in outrage. Monroe smirks but pays his protests no mind. With regret, he pulls out the other set of boxers he packed from his bag. As much as he doesn’t want to cover Nick’s beautiful body, he’ll have to if they are actually going to talk instead of just fuck. Monroe tugs them up Nick’s legs with a regretful sigh, having his mate’s beautiful cock and perfect ass covered is a tragedy. If he could get away with it, Nick would never wear clothes…at least not around him. Nick continues to splutter as he is dressed like an invalid.
Finally dressed, Nick is feeling less exposed, although still not his usual confident self. “So…I guess we should talk about this.” His expressive gray eyes flick to Monroe’s before he lowers his gaze.
Monroe smiles at the submissive behavior. He is sure Nick isn’t even aware of it. “We should.”
Feeling awkward, Nick blurts, “So, I’m your mate?”
Laughing, Monroe answers, “Yes, you are my mate.”
“Blutbaden have mates? Like wolves or…?”
“Like wolves. We mate for life.”
“Oh.” Nick blushes, embarrassed at the bubble of warmth that answer brings. “How do you know that I am your mate?”
“Scent. I knew the moment you tackled me, the moment I smelled you.”
Nick asks, “You’ve known all this time and never told me?!”
“I told you last night,” Monroe admits.
“And then told me to run! That’s the best you could do? A little warning would have been nice!”
Monroe shrugs. “You had to be ready and you were ready.”
“I had no idea what the hell was going on! I sure in hell wasn’t ready for anything!”
“Your body was,” he says nonchalantly. Monroe snickers as Nick flushes darkly. Before Nick can get angry and lash out, he pulls Nick into his arms. “Your body accepted that you are my mate long ago. You were in pre-heat. I could smell it.”
“WHAT?!” Nick screeches. “Ppppre-heat! Humans don’t go into heat! Am I going into heat?! Like a fucking cat, oh my god!” Nick is freaking out.
Monroe clutches him tight, stroking Nick’s back comfortingly. “Shh, I promise to answer all your questions. Come on, Nicky, take some deep breaths for me, okay?” Nick’s panicked breathing is halted as Monroe encourages him to take deep, calming breaths. “Better?” At Nick’s jerky nod, Monroe starts explaining. “Mates are important to Blutbaden; it is what every Blutbad searches for. There is nothing more important to a Blutbad than his or her mate.  Nothing.” Nick smiles shyly at the vehemence in Monroe’s voice. Juliette had loved him but he had never felt like she couldn’t live without him. If what Monroe is saying is true, he is the most important person in the Blutbad’s life. “As I said, we mate for life. I will be very possessive of you.”
The Grimm jokes, “Right, so keep the kissing to a minimum.”
The joke falls flat when Monroe roars “YOU ARE MINE NICK BURKHARDT! NO ONE ELSE’S!” He is in full woge.
Nick grimaces; clearly the joke was a big mistake. Not knowing how to apologize, he goes with his instinct and vows, “I am yours. Only yours.”
Monroe shudders, his Blutbad face bleeding away. Needing the reassurance, he caresses the bond mark he created on Nick’s neck. The claim, hisclaim on Nick helps to settle his wolf down a little but not enough to stop Monroe from yanking Nick into a dominating kiss. Nick has no choice but to surrender under the assault. His wolf practically purrs at his mate’s willing surrender. When Monroe finally pulls back Nick looks completely debauched.
Nick is afraid he is going to swoon like some goddamned woman in one of those romance novels. “Okay,” he says, dazed.
Monroe knows how the dangerous his wolf’s possessiveness can be. He needs Nick to understand the serious consequences of threatening his wolf’s claim of his mate. “Nick, there is next to nothing I can do to stop the possessive instincts of my wolf. Provoking them is dangerous, not to you but to others. I could never hurt you and neither could my wolf. You are precious to me,” Monroe finishes with a whisper.
Nick’s gray eyes soften, “Monroe, this is all new to me.” His hands wave back and forth between them. “I’ve never…um, been with a man before. It’s a lot to take in, you know?”
Monroe’s wolf grumbles unhappily, Nick’s words sounding far too much like a rejection.
The Grimm sighs, “I’ll be straight with you. I don’t have the benefit of Blutbaden scent recognition. I didn’t know the moment I sensed you that we’d be together. I felt something but I had no idea what it was. I didn’t have a clue, not for weeks. Do you how shocking it is to wake up from a wet dream and realize that you were dreaming about getting fucked by a dude for first time in your life? I am almost thirty years old!”
Monroe smirks wickedly, “You had wet dreams about me?”
Nick quirks an eyebrow as if to say ‘Really?’
“Sorry, sorry. Back to your big gay freakout.”
Nick’s eyes narrow. “Oh, so you want to sleep alone, do you?”
Monroe looks startled and immediately apologetic, practically stumbling all over himself in his haste, “Of course not, Nicky! I was only kidding!”
The Grimm is feeling very smug, seeing how quickly the tides have turned. One little threat and Monroe is jumping all over himself to apologize. “That’s what I thought. Now as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted, my life was pretty much a mess: the whole wet dream situation and trying to cope with being a new Grimm. It didn’t help that I felt like I had to keep everything happening a secret from Juliette.”
Monroe growls at the woman’s name.
“She’s gone you know, we broke up tonight or I guess last night. The more time I spent with you, the more my feelings grew. I only thought about you, not Juliette. She felt me pulling away and I couldn’t even tell her why. How could I explain? I didn’t even know how to explain it to myself. And it didn’t take long before her touch disgusted me. At the end, her touch actually hurt.  Is that a Blutbaden mate thing?”
“Yes. The longer the bond is…er…unconsummated, the more the bond pushes the two mates together. The bond can make the touch of a rival unpleasant, sometimes even painful.” Monroe’s wolf is happy that their bond had protected his mate from the woman.
“Now that the bond is…” Nick blushes, “you know, complete, will it still hurt?” Seeing the possessive fire in Monroe’s eyes, Nick hurries to explain himself. “I don’t want anyone else, Monroe. I promise! I just don’t know how this thing works. I just want to understand.”
Monroe settles at the Nick’s reassurances, feeling a bit embarrassed by his jealousy and possessiveness. Yet, he knows this is a part of their bond and it always will be. He’s a Blutbad and Nick is his mate, his instincts will constantly be on the care and comfort of his mate, as well as protecting their bond above all else. “Our bond has been consummated and it should no longer hurt should a rival touch you. Typically, both mates can bear the touch of others without harm but the feelings of disgust at the touch of a rival may continue even after the bond is completed. Although threats to our bond are dangerous to whoever or whatever threats it. I’m not sure how our bond will be different, considering you are not only human but a Grimm. My sole focus will be to take care of you, it is my role.”
“Your role? Then what’s my role?” Nick asks confused.
Not sure how to break this to his mate, Monroe stumbles over his words, “Well, you are—er—and I am—um…”
“Spit it out, Monore,” Nick barks out with impatience.
“Well, Blutbaden mates, they have—”
“Monroe, just tell me!”
Monroe blurts out so quickly his words run together, “Onemateisdominantandtheotherissubmissive.”
“What?”
Mumbling quietly and much slower this time, “One mate is dominant and the other is submissive.”
Nick looks shocked, “Are you kidding me?! I’m not submissive!”
“With me, you are.”
Nick snarls at Monroe but the second the Blutbad looks at him with that Alpha power lighting his eyes, the Grimm lowers his eyes and bares his neck. “Shit.”
Monroe lifts Nick’s face, “Being submissive to me doesn’t make you weak, Nick. You’re not weak.”
“You look at me and I submit instinctively. How is that not weak?” Nick asks wearily.
“But only to me. Do you know how powerful that is? It is a gift, Nicky. Your submission is a gift; it shows me and my wolf how much you trust us. All your power and strength, you trust me with it all. It takes strength to submit, to completely trust another to submit so easily. You are my equal, Nick, my mate.”
Nick isn’t completely comfortable with the idea of submitting to someone else but he does trust Monroe with his life. He responds, “Okay.” His brain is overloaded. Too much has happened, too much is new. He just needs some time to absorb what’s happened and what he has learned. “Can we stop now? I know there is more I need to know and more I don’t yet understand. But I’m tired.”
Monroe can see Nick is tired in both body and mind. “Sure, Nicky. Let’s go home.” The Blutbad gathers their things and takes Nick’s hand, leading his mate to his home. There is no chance of Monroe leading Nick to the house he shared with that woman. Nick is his and they will stay in his territory. Nick is a bit stunned to be holding hands with Monroe but doesn’t protest. The walk to Monroe’s is quiet and comfortable. The moment they enter his home, Nick relaxes. It feels more like home than the house he’d shared with Juliette ever did. The familiar ticking of Monroe’s beloved clocks is soothing. Monroe leads Nick to the bathroom, stripping him and guiding him under the hot spray. He strips himself and gets in behind his mate. Nick is unresisting, letting Monroe scrub and wash him with loving care. Once they are clean, Monroe dries them both off.
The Grimm is dead on his feet and he leans heavily on his mate, more than willing to let Monroe to pull on a pair of boxers on him. The minute he is guided onto Monroe’s huge bed, Nick falls asleep. Monroe dons his own boxers and gets into the bed beside Nick. His mate seeks Monroe’s warmth immediately, tucking himself firmly against him. Monroe has never been so content. He’s found his mate and their bond is strong already. A couple of cubs and his life will be complete.
The thought of cubs reminds Monroe of all the things he has yet to talk to Nick about. Like the knotting thing, Nick obviously didn’t know Blutbaden have knots. Plus, the whole pre-heat and heat thing and the fact that female Blutbaden aren’t the only ones able to get pregnant. Males are just as capable of carrying cubs. Monroe isn’t sure what this will mean for Nick. He’s not a Blutbad or even a Wesen. Although the fact that he went into pre-heat is telling and Monroe is positive Nick was in pre-heat. His scent alone made that clear and him having orgasm after orgasm is also a signature of Blutbaden mating pre-heat. Monroe thinks it is very likely that Nick will go into full heat and soon. Whether or not he’ll be fertile and able to be impregnated is a mystery. Either way, Monroe will have to tell Nick. Male pregnancy isn’t something he can just neglect to tell his mate, especially with a heat coming.

As the chapter title indicates, the next chapter will be The Talk Part Two. Poor Nick will find out that he's going into heat and could possibly get pregnant. That should be a fun conversation for him :)
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