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: Dedicated to MasterAkira! I know you've been wanting some GrimmIshi action so here it is!

sorry it took so long, ff was giving me problems.

Captive

Grimmjaw stormed through the halls as he made his way back to his suite. He was pissed, knowing what awaited him there. Aizen had abducted another one of the Shinigami brat's friends, a boy this time. After the big battle with the Shinigami in Karakura, which was the major Aizen fail of the century, the stupid God-wannabe felt he needed some leverage over his enemies. So he'd abducted another human. It was Grimmjaw's duty, as the newly reinstated Sexta Espada, to take care of the new prisoner.

"It can be your punishment for being so unruly recently, Grimmjaw," Aizen had said. Like the fucking amputation of his arm wasn't punishment enough.

"Fuckin' asshole!" the Hollow muttered angrily.

When he finally reached his room and opened the door, he was met with a strange silence. He scanned the living quarters of the suite, the kitchen, the bathroom...there was no one there. That's when he heard it, a muffled little whimper coming from the bedroom. He froze, wondering just what that sick Shinigami who called himself the ruler of Hueco Mundo had in store for him.

Carefully, Grimmjaw pushed open the door to his bedroom. He poked his head in, eyes going wide at the sight that met them. There on his bed, arms tied to the headboard, and ankles shackled to his wrists was who Grimmjaw assumed was his new charge. He blinked at the kid, whose legs were spread open wide, dick hard and leaking with a tight band fastened at its base. The blue haired man felt himself go steel hard as soon when he got a look at that twitching, rosy pucker.

"Uhh..."

Grimmjaw couldn't find words to say. The scent of arousal clouded his mind, and he couldn't think straight. The kid, however, had started struggling as soon as he noticed another presence in the room. Big, sapphire colored eyes turned on Grimmjaw with sparkling tears dotted in the corners. The Hollow felt his breath leave him. The kid was absolutely gorgeous. Pale skin stretched perfectly over long, lean limbs, and gentle muscles. Face flushed, with delicious looking pink lips, and cute little nipples. He looked like he was ready to be fucked.

'So this is Ishida Uryuu, huh?' he thought.

"T-take it out!"

Grimmjaw jumped a little when the soft, but frantic voice interrupted his thoughts. He looked back up at the kid's face, tilting his head in confusion. His prisoner glared at him and writhed against the chains. Anger looked good on the kid. Fire lit those dark, blue eyes in such an attractive way. The boy growled and writhed some more. Grimmjaw merely stared at how the muscles in the boy's arms, chest, and abdomen tensed as he struggled.

'Delicious,' he thought, dick pulsing in excitement.

Uryuu, in the meantime, really didn't like the look he was receiving from the Hollow across the room. Eyes the color of blue lightning looked down on him almost hungrily. It sent unfamiliar shivers over his drugged, aroused body. The strength he could see in the bigger man's frame also didn't bode well for the bound Quincy.

"Ugch! Ahh!" he cried, his body singing with unwanted pleasure from Aizen's little device. He felt his face flush an even darker shade of red in shame.

"T-take it out! Please!" he begged, hating himself for falling so low.

"Take what out?" The Hollow drew nearer, and fingers probed at his entrance lightly.

"Ohhh."

Uryuu flinched when the blue haired man touched him. He whimpered, afraid of what the Arracnar would do to him, afraid of what he could do to him. He was completely helpless. He was at the Espada's mercy. No matter how prideful he was, how much he hated it; there was no denying his plight.

He quivered lightly as the bigger man slid a hand over his thigh. Grimmjaw could smell the fear coming off of the boy in waves. It was almost as strong as the scent of need. At a closer range, the Sexta Espada could tell that his prisoner was drugged. He almost felt bad for the kid. But, his skin was so soft, so smooth, it pretty much just made Grimmjaw want to pound right into him.

'Hmm...maybe I should help him out,' he thought, a naughty grin splitting his face. The kid trembled harder, and Grimmjaw felt his cock throb its want. In an attempt to calm his charge, he smoothed the boy's sweat matted hair back.

"Shh...I ain't gonna hurt ya. Jus' relax, kid. I'm gonna make it all better," he said, stroking his fingers over the boy's painful looking erection. Dark blue eyes snapped to him wide and scared.

"No!" Uryuu protested, disgusted with the way his body leaned into the touch. He assumed that was the aphrodisiac working.

"I said I ain't gonna hurt ya! So, stop getting' all scared!" the Hollow snapped. Uryuu relaxed just a little bit. He didn't believe the Hollow, but he also didn't want to anger him when he was so vulnerable. The man's hands reached towards the young Quincy's bonds.

'Yes! Yes! Get them off of me!' Uryuu thought frantically. His reiatsu might've been sealed, but with his arms and legs free he stood more of a chance. He ignored the voice in the back of his mind that called him delusional.

"Awright, Imma take these off, but ya gotta behave. I don't wanna hurt ya, kid. That's just what that bastard Aizen wants me ta do. Bastard's lookin' for a reason ta kill me now," Grimmjaw said as he broke the kid's bonds.

Slender arms fell to the bed limply, tingling as blood started to flow through them again. When his ankle bonds were released, his legs were grasped and held open by strong hands. Uryuu shivered again in fear. He couldn't move his body. It was completely lost to his control, and the Hollow looked like he was ready for business. Uryuu wanted to cry. He was going to be raped and the drugs coursing through his veins were going to make him enjoy it.

"Look, kiddo. I know yer not keen on me fuckin' ya but, the second I walked in here and saw ya, I decided that I would. It won't hurt. Looks like you're pretty prepared down there," the Hollow began.

Uryuu shuddered as long fingers invaded his body, fished out the little vibrator Aizen had pushed in, and returned to curl against his prostate pleasurably. He moaned, liking the sparks of heat that coursed over his skin as much as he hated himself for liking it. He felt the muscles of his hips twitch, as if they wanted to grind down against the invasive digits.

"This can be a really good experience for the both of us. I ain't like most'a the others in this place. Don't get off on torture. I like it better when my partner screams in pleasure rather than pain. Ya might not want it now, 'cus I'm yer enemy and all, but ya'll like it," Grimmjaw explained to the frightened boy.

He reached down to unclasp the little strap at the base of his prisoner's erection. Quickly, he grasped the base to stall any immediate release. He watched quietly while his charge got hold of himself. After the boy had some semblance of control back, he leaned in to lick at the boy's gorgeous, slender neck. He tasted like honey.

"What is your name, Hollow?" Uryuu asked, shivering slightly at the feeling of the rough tongue against his skin.

It was going to happen whether he wanted it to or not, and the Hollow had promised not to hurt him. He wanted to believe that. He needed to. So, he pushed all skeptical thoughts away and believed. Either way, he was losing his innocence, but he at least wanted to know the name of the man who was taking it.

"Grimmjaw Jaegerjaques. Ya just call me Grimmjaw though," the Hollow said.

"Ishida Uryuu," he replied immediately.

Uryuu looked up at the bigger man. He looked ready to fuck, but he didn't look like he had any sadistic plans in store. He supposed it could have been worse. Jaegerjaques was attractive at least. All hard, toned muscles, and tanned skin. The vibrant blue of his eyes and hair would be captivating under better circumstances. The Hollow seemed to want to please him as well, judging by the careful teasing of his neck and chest.

'It could have been Aizen, or that freak with the spoon for a hood.'

"Alright, Grimmjaw-san. Just get it over with."

The Sexta Espada merely blinked down at his captive for a few seconds, before grinning and brushing a hand over the boy's hard, peaked nipples. Uryuu moaned and shivered at the jolt of pleasure the action caused. He gasped when that sandpapery tongue came down to play with the little nubs gently. It was such an odd, but pleasurable sensation. He felt himself leak a little more. Bright eyes looked up at him from where the Hollow was lapping at his chest sensually.

"Yeah? Awright, but jus' outta curiosity, why the sudden permission?" he asked. He quite enjoyed the blush that settled over the boy's body. He kissed his way back up to Ishida's face, nipping the skin just under his chin. Uryuu just managed to hold back his little gasp.

"You were going to do it either way..and.."

"And?" Their faces were inches apart then, breaths mingling. Uryuu closed his eyes and blushed harder. He really hoped the Hollow wouldn't kiss him, but at the same time he wondered how it would be if he did. Grimmjaw did have nice lips, full, shapely, and grinning.

"It-it's getting painful," Uryuu whispered so quietly that Grimmjaw almost missed it. Almost, that is...he heard it though and smirked cockily. Withdrawing his questing fingers, he spat on his palm, slicking his cock with saliva carefully. He then settled his captive's legs around his waist and pushed inside.

Gods, it was hot, and tight. Virgin tight, warm and silky. His head spun a little as he tried not to come.

"Let's see if I can't do somethin' ta help," he purred in the boy's ear. He grabbed two handfuls of his prisoner's firm, sexy little ass and started with long, powerful thrusts inside.

The boy gasped at the sensation of being filled. It was like nothing he ever felt in his life. Uryuu whimpered and moaned as the Espada thrust into his body with abandon. Fingers squeezed his ass, then came up to roll and pinch his nipples. A firm mouth closed over his neck and nipped sharply. It was so good. He felt his body soaring to heights he'd never known he could reach. He almost lost it when one of those calloused hands wrapped around his weeping length. He arched and gripped the man's shoulders tightly, blunt nails biting into skin hard.

Grimmjaw winced when he felt the kid's nails rake down his back, but it burned something nice in combination with the delicious pleasure he was feeling.

"Ahhn! Fuck! Yes!" he cried out inanely, clinging to the man who was pounding him so amazingly. Jaegerjaques chuckled breathily in his ear.

"Ya got a sexy voice, Uryuu."

Ishida nearly came from the low growl of his name alone. He blushed at the perverted compliment, and bit the other man's shoulder in retaliation.

"Oi! What was that for?" Grimmjaw growled, looking down at the kid with wild blue eyes. The Quincy scowled cutely at him.

"Don't say embarrassing things!" he snapped. The Espada cackled at his captive's adorableness. Yelling at the enemy who's fucking him…cutest thing ever! Things could be fun if he got to be around the kid all the time.

"Yer a fucking' cutie!" he laughed, grabbing the boy's hips and thrusting deeper into the tight heat that surrounded him. The kid's entire body seized up and arched as he whined prettily.

"Aahhnnn! Wha..?"

"That's the spot!" Grimmjaw growled, lifting the boys hips so he could continue plowing into that spot harshly. His prisoner's body started to flutter around him delightfully.

"Looks like yer not gonna last long. 'Bout ta come myself, yer so tight," he purred.

Uryuu moaned, shamefully enjoying the dirty words that were husked into his ear. Shamefully loving the way the Espada thoroughly owned his body. Grimmjaw's breath grew increasingly labored with every thrust into the slick heat of his captive. The spasms of Ishida's muscles around him let him know it'd be any second. The Espada raised his gaze from the boy's entrance, where he'd been watching his cock move swiftly in and out of the puffy orifice, to that pretty face.

"Ahh! Mmm...gonna..nnn!"

Uryuu felt the heat in his belly clench and explode into a million pieces. He couldn't control himself as his mouth fell open in a long moan and his body arched up against the one plundering it. Every nerve shivered in bliss, he could feel himself trembling. He didn't know it was going to feel so good. He came in long, white arcs of sticky liquid, so hard it managed to splatter his cheeks a little.

Grimmjaw watched lustily as the boy's sexy face scrunched into an adorable expression of ecstasy. Pink lips hung open in a heavy pant as that lithe, pale chest arched against him. The last thing he saw before the heat around him clamped down tightly enough to meet his end, was his delicious captive coming hard all over himself. He didn't think he'd ever forget the sight. With a few more thrusts into that convulsing passage, Grimmjaw was finished. He roared in completion, filling his prisoner with hot cum as he bit down into his neck harshly.

When his breath had finally returned, he looked down to see that his little Ishida Uryuu was fast asleep. The kid was even cuter unconscious. He looked so innocent and peaceful. Grimmjaw couldn't help but lean over to lick his cheek delicately. He continued down the boy's body, licking up the mess of his release as he did so. He moved down to the leaking hole between the boy's legs, lapping up the dripping cum and twirling his tongue inside to gather the rest. Ishida squirmed and moaned a little in his sated sleep.

When the kid was clean, Grimmjaw moved to the bleeding wound in the boy's neck, lapping away the sweet essence, before sealing the wound with his saliva. He'd marked him. In the heat of the moment, he'd marked his cute little captive, and when Aizen found out, he was in deep shit. He growled lightly. The bastard had done it on purpose. He'd set it all up so that Grimmjaw wouldn't be able to control his naturally lusty, impulsive instincts. The Sexta Espada frowned, looking down at the smaller man in his bed.

'Fuck this shit! I'm outta this dump. I been lookin' for a way out ever since I got here. And, here's my ticket. My little Uryuu,' he thought.

He pulled his hakama back up over his hips, tying it securely before throwing his coat back on. After a quick search of his room, he found a plain, white yukata that he could put on his accidental mate. It was a couple of sizes too big for the lithe frame, but it would cover him at least. No one else was going to see what he'd just claimed as his. Besides, the largeness of the garment looked really charming on such a small boy. As he was tying the yukata shut, the boy's eyes fluttered open to look up at him.

"Mmm…what are you doing?" he grumbled, rubbing his eyes cutely. Grimmjaw leaned up and licked his cheek affectionately.

Uryuu blinked, confused by the Arracnar's sudden gentleness towards him. That's when he felt it, the throb of unfamiliar reiatsu in the wound on his neck. He knew what it was immediately, a mark of possession. He wanted to be angry. He wanted to be livid with the Hollow for daring to do such a thing. But, something in the bigger man's eyes forced him to give up on such things.

"We're gettin' outta here, Uryuu. Jus' let me get a few things, ok?" he said. The Quincy's eyes opened wide in shock.

"You're letting me go?" Grimmjaw grinned, leaning in to lap at his mark gently. Uryuu shivered at the contact. It was so sensitive; he couldn't help but arch his neck towards the delicious feeling of that grainy tongue.

"Yer not goin' anywhere without me. Yer stuck with me now, Uryuu. But no mate'a mine's gonna live in this dump," he answered. Ishida just blinked in confusion for a few seconds.

"Mate?"

"Yea, I got all excited and marked ya by accident. Can't say I regret it though," Grimmjaw answered, shuffling around the room.

"I see."

"I know ya don't like me too much now, but I'm hopin' ya'll warm up to me sometime soon. Yer mine now, and I ain't lettin' ya get away from me," the Hollow said.

Uryuu felt a surge of defiance when his captor claimed possession of him, but he also felt a rush of something else. He couldn't quite define it, but he decided he didn't mind being Grimmjaw Jaegerjaques's mate. After all, when they got back to the human world, he'd owe the Hollow his life. If paying him back meant being his mate and getting to come so hard his eyes cross every night…well, he supposed he could live with that.

"I don't mind you that much." He felt his heart flutter a little at the smile he received.

"Awright, ya stay right there. I'm gonna go get'yer things."

He was gone in a burst of Sonido, and Uryuu was left staring at the place he'd been standing. He reached up a trembling hand towards the Hollow's mark, tracing it gently with his fingers. All in all, he wasn't too upset about it. He knew he should be. He knew he should hate the Hollow for taking him against his will, mostly. But in a way, Jaegerjaques had helped him. He'd helped him get rid of the drugs in his system. The mark, well, that was a little bit disconcerting. But, he once again couldn't find the anger he'd usually have about it. That mark was the only reason he was being taken home. Instead of being angry, he was almost grateful.

When Grimmjaw returned, he had the boy's cross bracelet and those metal rods that he had no idea what the kid used for. He tucked them into his pockets and moved towards the bed, lifting his new mate into his arms as he opened a Garganta into the Real World.

"I'll take off the reiatsu restraint once we get there. If I do it now, Aizen will know for sure what's going on. I think he's in a meeting with Foxface and Tousen-bastard, so he won't be paying attention to any of us right now."

Uryuu nodded in understanding, leaning his head tiredly against the Hollow's broad chest. He closed his eyes, feeling the portal close behind them as a new one opened before them. He tiredly noted how comfortable the bigger man was as he dozed lightly. He nearly smiled at the voice that called to them.

"Grimmjaw!" The Arracnar held Uryuu tighter to him.

"Kurosaki.." he drawled uninterestedly.

"What'd you do to him?"

"I ain't done nothin'! Ya can blame Aizen for what ya see here."

"Grimmjaw, I want to go home." The Espada…former Espada looked down at his little mate and grinned.

"Anythin' ya want, Uryuu," he rumbled, nuzzling the kid's silky hair. "Git outta my way ya little brat!"

"Like hell I will!"

"Move! Kurosaki! I'm tired and dirty! I want to go home!"

"Uryuu?"

"Don't send anyone after us. He's not going to hurt anyone, just let us sleep."

"Fine, but I expect a good explanation tomorrow."

"I'll explain tomorrow."

And with that, Ichigo Kurosaki let his enemy walk right by him carrying his worn friend and rival…

'What. The. Fuck.'


a/n: and that's all folks! I'm working on the next chapter now! It'll hopefully be up sometime soon.