Everyone wants a Piece of Grimmjaw Jaegerjaques

Disclaimer: Bleach is owned by Kubo Tite and Studio Pierrot, and licensed by Viz Media LLC. I make no claims to any characters or any canon plotlines that may exist within this story. I make no money from the writing of this fic. I only write for the entertainment of myself and my readers.

a/n: so yea! This is a first in a series of oneshots I'm writing involving Grimmjaw with various couples. First up, our dear Byakuya-sama and lovely Grimmjaw-kun! Hope you enjoy it, and please leave me with your thoughts!

I'll be taking requests for Grimmy pairings, so please leave them in your review if you have any! :)

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Double Sixes

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We'd set up camp in the vast, dead sands of Hueco Mundo. I, Kuchiki Byakuya had just finished preparing for bed, and was quite ready for some rest. Our final opponent, the 10th/0 Espada, Yammy, was defeated. Now we could only wait for someone to help us get out of the wasteland. I wasn't worried. Urahara may be many things, but I knew he would find a way to get us out of there. I had faith in his genius. I was more upset with my current situation than anything.

How I got forced into it I don't know, but I'd been put on guard duty for the night.

Laying on one of Unohana-taicho's portable futons, not three feet away, was Grimmjaw Jeagerjaques. He was asleep...had been ever since he'd dealt the distracting blow to his former ally so that I could kill the huge Hollow with Senbonzakura. Jaegerjaques was the reason that Yammy was dead, and for that he had been healed, then placed in a room on the non-destroyed side of Las Noches. He would probably be pardoned, if he agreed to join our side in the war against Aizen. From what Kurosaki told me about the Hollow, that wouldn't be a problem. Jaegerjaques hated Aizen more than most of us did.

I respected what he'd done. He'd thrown himself out in front of his enemies, and attacked his supposed ally dead on. It's not an easy decision to make, but it is an admirable one. It was decided that it would be I who watched over him. I was the only one they could think of, apparently. Unohana-taicho was a woman, so that wasn't entirely appropriate to put a man in her bedroom for the night. Zaraki was less than dependable for that sort of thing. That barbarian would probably challenge the former Sexta to a fight as soon as the Hollow woke, injured or not. Kurosaki and the Hollow would kill each other within seconds. Mayuri would undoubtedly try to experiment on him, and no one else was really qualified.

"Nnah..where the fuck am I?" I heard a gruff, tired voice mutter.

His voice snapped me out of my thoughts abruptly. I turned my head in the direction of the noise, my breath catching softly in my throat as my eyes locked with a pair of startling, electric blue ones. I'd never seen such a vibrant shade before, it was stunning. He blinked a few times, scratching his head and looking around in confusion. Then he looked back at me, his striking eyes demanding answers.

"Ya gonna answer me, pretty boy?" he asked rudely, sitting up.

The sheets fell to his waist, and I couldn't help but notice the musculature of his naked torso. I hadn't really gotten a good look at him on the battlefield. He was covered in so many cuts and bruises, and drenched in blood. But, he was actually pretty attractive. His body was all hard, corded muscles covered in tanned skin. Though he had a nasty scar going straight down the middle of his chest...it didn't detract from his looks. Rather...it actually made him look rugged and dangerous. Sexy…but of course I would never think something like that.

"Oi! Ya ignorin' me?" his rough voice growled agitatedly. I snapped out of my daze.

"You are in Las Noches. We have taken up residence here until our outside forces can get us out of this world," I answered coolly. He blinked, remaining silent.

"You should rest, Sexta-san. You're injuries were rather extensive," I said, turning my eyes away from his half nakedness. I didn't like the way my eyes wanted to linger on the ribbed flesh of his abdomen. His own eyes swept over me with undisguised interest.

"Hm..they stuck me with a pretty one, eh? What's yer name?" he asked, tilting his head to the side and narrowing his eyes at me as if he were scrutinizing me. I ignored the pretty comment dutifully.

"I am Kuchiki Byakuya, Captain of the Gotei Thirteen's Sixth Division," I answered. He grinned, and I felt an odd lurch in my stomach at the sight of it.

"Hey, we're the same number! Sexta is six!" he said. I just stared at him blankly.

"I am aware of what it means," I drawled, pulling the sheets of the bed up over my shoulders and lying down.

"Yer kinda cute, ya know?" he said. I'm not stupid. I know when someone's teasing me. I just kept my face expressionless and turned so that he was faced with my 'cold' shoulder.

"Go to sleep, Sexta-san," I ordered curtly. He just cackled throatily, sending an unwelcome shiver of something I shall not admit to up my spine.

"Awright, I'll go to sleep," he said. I chose to deny his statement any type of response, listening as he shuffled into his own blankets noisily.

"G'nite, Princess," he murmured lowly, before he promptly trailed off into soft snores.

I glowered into the darkness. Gods, he was like Renji. Though I was admittedly fond of my lieutenant, it didn't mean that the redhead was any less agitating. I sighed, tightening the cocoon of blankets around me. I was a little uncomfortable sleeping in the same room with him, him being a former enemy and all. But, his injuries seemed harsh enough that he wouldn't be able to move a lot, much less make his way over to my side of the room. His weapons were confiscated and his reiatsu sealed. Also, I think Unohana-taicho might have spiked everyone's drinks with some kind of sleeping solution during dinner so we'd actually rest after all of our battles. I suspected that only because I was having trouble keeping myself from slipping out.

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Sometime later, long after the darkness of sleep had taken me away, I felt hands pushing through my unbound hair. Fingers danced over my eyelids, ears, cheekbones, nose, and lips. I was so lost in the fog of sleep, I wasn't sure if it was a dream or not. The digits lingered on my mouth, tracing the soft curve of it and dipping inside daringly. My lids fluttered, my breath catching as another hand traveled lightly over my neck, pushing inside my haori to tease the skin there.

"Wakie, wakie, Princess. Lemme see them pretty eyes of yers," a gruff voice rumbled against my ear. I unconsciously turned my neck towards the tingling source of heat. My neck has always been a hot spot. I blinked my eyes open only to see a pair of bright, lust filled blue eyes staring down at me as a large, muscular body loomed over mine. I glared.

"You have three seconds to get off of me, Hollow, or you will meet your death painfully," I said coldly.

He just smirked at me roguishly, causing my heart to jump at the sight. It was even sexier up close, that demon-like twist of his mouth. For some reason, I remained still when his tongue came out to swipe at my soft cheek. It was rough, the texture of a feline tongue, and the sensation of it's roughness against my skin caused an automatic guttering of my thoughts. Do not misunderstand me. I am the very epitome of composure. But, it had been a while…and I was still quite worked up from all of the recent adrenaline filled battles I'd been through since my arrival in Hollow World. My half asleep mind couldn't help but react to the sight of the admittedly attractive, perfectly formed specimen of a man settling his thighs over my hips in the most enticing way.

"Oh, come on, Princess! I only wanna have a lil' fun," he said, nipping at my ear sharply and ripping a gasp from my mouth.

"I know ya want me, Princess. I can smell the lust all over ya!" he groaned lightly as he inhaled the scent at the crook of my neck. He licked a small line of fire to my pulse and sucked at it.

"Smells good on ya, Babe. We ain't gotta tell no one 'bout this. Lemme play with ya a lil'. Ya need ta loosen up. Wound tighter than Tousen-bastard," he whispered, breathing hotly against my neck and causing my thoughts to jumble.

I remained silent, my pride not willing to allow me to agree…but my body not allowing me to blatantly reject him. Like I said…it'd been a while. Ever since the death of my late wife, Hisana, I'd been rather dead on the whole sex thing. My only lovers since then had been Ukitake, who of course came in a packaged deal with Shunsui. Then my lieutenant, who was useful because I knew he wasn't looking to settle down any time soon, and I could trust him. But, even so…it'd been a while since I'd been with any of them.

"Ya don't have ta say it. I can tell yer the uptight, prideful type. Jus' lemme do ya right. I'll take care of ya," Jaegerjaques's voice said in an utterly entrancing, lusty tone against the sensitive shell of my ear.

His tongue flickered out to trace the tender lobe, teeth biting into it pleasurably. I arched my neck into the touch, deciding that I was just going to let it happen. The Hollow took it as a sign of acquiescence, pushing my clothing aside to bare my chest to his hungry gaze. I watched him in silence, loving the way those blue eyes stared down at me so intently. He leaned down, locking gazes with me hotly as he licked delicately at the hollow of my neck. I shivered slightly, the roughness of the appendage, the moistness, the heat…it was utterly delicious.

"Mmm…ya taste good," I heard him grumble deeply.

I arched a little as his hands came to my chest, fingers plucking and toying with my hardening nipples as his mouth licked and kissed at my collar bone. One hard pinch to my nipple had me arching and biting my lip to hold back a moan. I loved to have them played with. They'd always been sensitive, more so than most men, and it always sent such delightful bolts of pleasure to my groin when they were touched. Jaegerjaques caught on to it quickly, moving his mouth from my collar to my chest quickly and running that rough tongue over the areola of my small nub.

"Mmph!" It was like grazing hot sandpaper over my sensitive nerves. It was amazing. When I looked down at him, he was grinning.

"Ya like that, huh?" He leaned down again. "Let's see if I can't get some noises outta that pretty mouth of yers."

"Ahh!" I cried out as he inhaled one of my nipples and swirled his tongue over it roughly. I could feel him smirk against my chest, even as he groaned in response.

"Ya got a nice voice, taicho-san. Lemme hear it, ok?"

"Ahh…nnn…" I couldn't stop the moans from tumbling out as he continued to suck and lick at the little buds on my chest until they were bright red from attention. Blue eyes melted as they looked down at the puffy little peaks.

"Fuck, look at ya! Could jus' fuck ya right now." I shuddered, the muscles of my entrance fluttering in excitement at the lust in his tone.

"Mmm, yer over flowin' here too." I gasped when his hand closed around my weeping member.

"Don't!" I said even as my hips jolted up into his calloused grasp. He smirked at me, pushing my legs open and settling between them.

"Why? Ya scared someone'll hear ya screamin' for me, taicho-san?" I wasn't. I could care less if anyone heard me. If anything it would just make them jealous. Too bad for them.

"No…nnnh…it's…I'll." Realization dawned on his expression, lust quickly darkening his sky colored eyes to a molten cerulean.

"Oh, yer too sensitive now, huh? Been a while? That's ok, taicho-san. I'll let ya come first," he said. I watched through half lidded eyes as he leaned down over my dripping length. My hips twitched. I could feel the heat of his mouth hovering just over the head of my erection. I was ready…for anything, something. I just wanted to come.

"Nnn! Ah..yes!" I moaned unabashedly, weaving my fingers through surprisingly soft blue hair as that rough tongue traveled the crown of my member.

"Fuck yea! Moan for me, taicho-san. So fuckin' hot!" he said, letting his mouth fall further on my length and sucking. My hands clenched in his hair, my eyes fluttering shut as I moaned.

"Nnh…call me Byakuya…for now." He let me fall from his mouth with an utterly obscene "pop!" noise to grin at me.

"Even yer name's sexy, huh? Guess I shoulda known," he said, licking a line of coarse fire along the underside of my member.

His hand slithered up my stomach, briefly pausing to tweak my nipple before sliding over my lips gently. Two fingers pressed against my mouth, willing it silently to open, and I took them in. I sucked on them and bathed them with as much saliva as I could. His skin was unfairly delicious. Was a Hollow's skin supposed to taste so good? i slicked the fingers up as much as possible. I knew that he was expecting to take me, and I was sure that at that point, I was going to let him.

"Mmm…nnn.."

He'd started sucking in earnest then, his newly wet fingers trailing back over my nipples, and down my chest, causing me to arch up into his touch. He looked amazing. His swollen, sexy lips sliding over my shaft as his perfectly defined cheeks hollowed. Boiling blue eyes stared up into me with wild, animalistic lust swirling in their lovely depths. Such a stunning creature, he is. I could feel the heat in my belly twisting and writhing around. My release was nearing. I could feel myself slowly falling towards oblivion, my mind growing foggy and my body singing in pleasure. I whimpered when I felt his fingers slide against my cleft. One of them rubbed teasingly against my hole as the other massaged my perineum.

"Ahhhh…"

"Mmmm."

His moan vibrated against my hot, hard skin just as he slipped the first finger into me. That was it. I was finished. I hurtled of the cliff of orgasm, sobbing out a long moan of completion as I ground my hips back to ride his finger. Jaegerjaques swallowed every drop of cum that surged into his mouth, licking his lips like a pleased feline when he finally pulled off. He planted hot little kisses over my hips and thighs as he waited for me to come down. When my breathing had evened out a little, he looked up at me with those bright blues.

"Anyone ever tell ya yer fuckin' gorgeous when ya come?"

"Ahhn!" I shivered as his finger started to move again. My over sensitive body was still humming with the aftershocks of orgasm, but the look in those molten blue eyes had my spent length twitching with the hints of renewed life.

"Might just have ta make ya do it again," he purred, leaning down and swiping his tongue over the sensitive patch of skin just behind my balls.

"Mmnn…yes!"

I felt him smirk before that tongue came back with a vengeance. Laving and probing my slowly relaxing hole as the Hollow moved his finger carefully. I spread my legs wider and bucked down when he pressed in a second digit, trying to angle my hips so he'd hit that spot I enjoyed so much. I heard him chuckle at my efforts, wincing a little at the burn of the third finger, but crying out in sudden pleasure when he crooked them all delightfully inside of me.

"That's the spot, eh? Good ta know."

He twisted and spread his fingers, stretching me open as he rubbed the little gland teasingly. His lips traced up the reawakening length of my penis, causing sparks of lust to travel along my skin. I shuddered again as his lips moved higher on my body. That tongue came out to play along the sharp bones of my hips, dipping into the hollow, and then drawing a moist line up to my navel. He looked at my bellybutton curiously for a few seconds. His free hand came up to prod at it lightly, causing me to jump and squirm a little bit. I'll never admit that I'm ticklish there.

"What's this?" I blinked at him in confusion before I remembered where his Hollow Hole was positioned.

"It's a bellybutton. Most people have themMMNnn!" A sharp jab into my prostate cut off my words. I squirmed again when he poked my belly.

"Hmmm…" He then proceeded to dip his tongue into the little indent on my navel.

"Ahhnn! Ooh.."

I've never been so vocal. I suppose he has talent, or maybe I was just that needy. Whatever it was, I knew one thing. I wanted to finish it. He assaulted my bellybutton for a few more seconds before coming up to lick at my already thoroughly abused nipples. I hissed a little, the roughness of his tongue was a little too much for the sensitized bud. He noticed quickly, kissing the flesh in a surprising apology before skimming his mouth up over my neck.

"Ya look really sexy right now. All flushed and ready for me," he growled in my ear. I couldn't stop the tremble that started over my body. His voice is sinful when he's aroused. It's breathy and grated, deep and rumbling.

"Ya look like an angel in heat, tremblin' and moanin' like ya are right now." He made me feel so sexy. I felt so attractive, so desirable as he purred those complimentary words to me, his rough tongue swiping over the delicate shell.

"Can I?" I was a little confused as to what he was asking until his fingers crooked again, and stroked over my prostate leisurely. My vision went white for a minute, liquid dripping out of my slit as I whimpered.

"Can I take ya, Byakuya?" Kami, my eyes rolled a little at the way he breathed my name. I felt my hole twitch around his fingers as well as the answering smirk against my sin.

"I'll take that as a yes," he purred with a sharp nip to my earlobe.

He pulled back, the heat of his body leaving with him. The cool air of the room caused goosebumps to rise on my overheated flesh. I watched him shed the little bit of clothing he head on, taking in the perfectly molded musculature of his body lustily. His hip bones were gorgeous. They looked like they were made for licking and sucking. I sat up to do just that as soon as he stepped out of his hakama. His jolted a little in surprise, but gripped my hair and groaned.

"Mmm, didn't expect ya to return anythin', but I ain't complainin'," he said.

I didn't say anything, but I grabbed his sizable erection and stroked a little. There was no lube nearby, and I had no lotion to make up for it. So I did it the old fashioned way. I gripped him at his base and swallowed him down until my lips hit my fingers. He cursed and thrust his hips forward. I allowed him that movement, drawing my head back and bobbing down slowly. I allowed myself to salivate a little, letting my spit slick his heavy length in lubrication. I looked up at him through my lashes, hollowing my cheeks out as I suckled the head lightly. His eyes flashed desire down at me.

"Shit, so fuckin' sexy!" he ground out. I moaned around him, loving the way he threw his head back and growled in pleasure.

"Mnnng…yea, just like that, Byakya. Ya got the sweetest lips. S'a shame I ain't tasted'em yet," he murmured, blue eyes half lidded and darkened with lust.

I shuddered again, moaning around his length once more at the sound of my name in that seductive, demonic voice. His fingers, which were quite long and elegant from a closer angle, clenched in my hair and pulled me off of his erection. I allowed him to draw me upwards until our faces were just a breath away. I could feel the heat of his breath against my lips. The flesh nearly tingled with my want for him to take them.

"Can I taste you?" he asked, and only then did I notice that he had not once demanded anything from me through the entire experience. Perhaps..he really wasn't as bad as I had thought. I was pulled out of my thoughts when he nuzzled my nose with his own. His body brushed against mine firmly, like a cat scent marking its possession.

"Can I, Byakuya?" I quivered, licking my lips and enjoying the way his eyes immediately darted down to follow the action. His mouth was so close, I could almost taste his breath.

"Yes.." I breathed.

His lips were on mine a second later, sliding and slanting, doing all kinds of delectable things. They parted so that sharp teeth could nibble my upper lip, and again so that he could suckle my lower. When he ran that rough tongue firmly over the seam of my lips, I instantly opened to accept him. He tasted amazing. He tasted like sin, like sex, and heat, and raw sensuality. I don't know how to explain it any other way.

"Fuck ya taste good! Like rain and midnight," he murmured against my mouth before diving back in for another heated lip lock.

He started to push me back onto the bed. He grasped my legs, spreading them, and hoisting them up on his shoulders. Without releasing the kiss, he rubbed the leaking head of his member along my cleft, causing me to shiver and moan into his mouth. When he found the opening of my body, he wrapped his other hand around my own length and stroked up wards as he pushed in. It was more of a burn than real pain, but the pleasure of having him fill me so nicely was enough to ignore it.

"Shiiiiiiiit.." he hissed, panting. He stilled when his hips met mine, waiting for me to adjust. Again, I was surprised by his courteousness.

"Move," I ordered, swiveling my hips against him gently. He moaned.

"Fuck, so tight…perfect," he mumbled, leaning forward to capture me in another kiss as he started moving his hips.

"Mmm.."

I let him plunder my mouth ardently as I moaned and thrashed underneath him. The feeling of his splitting me open, of him filling me over and over was indescribable. I thrust my hips down to meet him, crying out each time he hit my sweet spot and panting into his mouth heavily. I could feel orgasm building once again in my belly. His harsh breathing and creative streams of curses let me know that he was getting there as well. One particularly hard thrust to my prostate had me coming hard all over my stomach and his. I moaned loudly, burying my face and teeth into his broad shoulder as my insides convulsed around him.

"Shit!" Apparently that was it for him as well. "Bya-!"

He didn't finish calling my name, not that I minded. Because, just then he seized up, thrusting into my body one last time as he roared his climax. I admired the arch of his body, the beautiful line of his neck, and the blissful expression of completion on his face. It was one of the most gorgeous orgasms I've ever been privy to witness. Hot cum surged into my body, making me realize quite suddenly that I'd forgotten to tell him to pull out. But, even if he was a stranger, even though he was my former enemy, the feeling of being filled with surging cream was too good for me to really regret letting him do it.

Besides...it isn't as if I am capable of getting pregnant or anything.

We both lay there panting for a few moments before either of us was ready to move. When he'd regained his breath, he lifted himself off of me to lean over the side of the bed and fish around on the floor for something. I quietly appreciated the view of his muscular, firm rump as it swung in the air attractively. He picked something up off the floor and slid off the bed, wavering a little until his land legs came back to him. He walked into the bathroom quietly, without any problems, I noticed. Apparently near fatal wounds didn't even faze him. I closed my eyes, figuring he was probably washing up, and dozing off a little in my tired, sated state. I was startled awake when I felt something wet and warm moving gently against my leaking entrance.

"Shh…s'okay. M'jus' cleanin' ya up a lil'," Jaegerjaques's voice soothed in a low rumble. His hand stroked my stomach in calming circular motions. I opened my eyes to look at him. He was clean, but had forgone any kind of clothing. I didn't mind. I'd be a liar if I said he wasn't incredible to look at.

"I know yer probably wonderin' why I been so nice to ya through this whole thing," he said, shocking me with how well he'd read my train of thought. He grinned up at my stupefied expression.

"I might be a badass, Byakuya-san, but I personally like it better when the person I'm fuckin' has a good time. 'Sides, s'my fault yer all dirty. Might as well take responsibility for it. Ya were gonna make me anyway," he said. I just stared at him, shivering a little when the cloth moved over my spent member lightly. I'd never been read so well in my life, and to think this Hollow could do it was just mind boggling to me.

"Thank you, Grimmjaw-kun." He smiled at me again before tossing the rag away somewhere and coming up to pull me into his arms.

"This is okay with ya, right? S'cold on the floor, and yer so warm, Byakuya-san."

"Mmm..whatever. Just go to sleep and shut up."

"Ya really are cute. I hope ya know I'm not gonna let this be the only time we do this."

A kiss was dropped on my nose, and I was nuzzled affectionately. He was like a happy kitten, come to think of it, he was purring as well. The gentle rumble was what finally lulled me to sleep. I let him hold me that night, not caring what the consequences might be. It was comfortable, and the steady vibration of his chest helped me sleep better than I had for ages. It wasn't like I fell in love with him after that. I'm not the type to get attatched right away just because of a little sex.

But, as I looked down at his sleeping face…I supposed his prolonged life wouldn't be too horrible an outcome…


a/n: okays! End! Don't know where that came from, but I really liked the idea of Byakuya and Grimm going at it!

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