Everyone wants a Piece of Grimmjaw Jaegerjaques

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a/n: This lovely HisagiGrimm is dedicated to Rain, cus she was the first to ask for it. It is also dedicated to everyone who asked for it as well, and my lovely reviewers!

Sorry this took so long, but school started up and I was busy trying to get used to the new classes and keep on top of my work! I'll start on the next one as soon as I can! Updates will be further apart only because I am working and going to school full time!

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69 For the Win!

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Hisagi Shuuhei arrived at the Urahara Shouten around four o'clock in the afternoon. Soul Society had sent him on a mission, that's details he had been told would be disclosed to him upon his arrival. He was confused when he got there, however, because honestly the place was completely empty. Usually it was buzzing with activity. Shouldn't Urahara at least be there if Shuuhei was going to get the information on his mission? He sighed, walking through the shop and searching for any signs of reiatsu. Walking past the bathroom, he heard the distinct sound of water running.

'Aha, so someone is home!' he thought, wondering why he couldn't feel the person's reiatsu at all. He just figured they were concealing it.

He didn't knock, because he didn't want to bother whoever it was that was taking a shower. Instead, he walked towards the living area, hoping to at least find Renji, or some mod-souls or something. He ambled down the hallway calmly, not at all worried about what could be lurking in Urahara's home. The man was weird, nothing new about that, but he usually kept his crazier experiments locked away in some secret lab nobody knew how to locate.

"Oof!"

Shuuhei had barreled into something small, warm, and hard. It knocked the wind right out of him. He stumbled, grasping the wall for support so he wouldn't fall right on top of whoever he just knocked on their ass. He looked down, a pair of big, bright green eyes staring up at him coolly from a pale, doll-like face. Shuuhei blinked for a second before thrusting his hand forth to help the smaller man up.

"Sorry! I didn't see you coming," he chuckled, scratching the back of his head anxiously. Ulquiorra Schiffer looked up at him blankly with his pretty eyes, before taking the offered hand and allowing himself to be hoisted up.

"You okay?" green eyes flicked to him briefly before turning away as the former Espada started moving down the hall.

"I'm fine."

Shuuhei actually shivered at the cold tone of his voice. He'd known that the former Cuarta had been living at the Urahara Shouten. Ulquiorra helped out with the chores and kept the Hollow count around town to a minimum to earn his room. So, if Ulquiorra was around, the other Espada had to be around as well. Shuuhei knew that Urahara trusted Ulquiorra to some extent, having lived with him for the better part of the year since the war had ended. But, the other Espada was reckless. Shuuhei knew that the ex-captain would never leave that man alone.

Shuuhei wandered into the kitchen, finding no one, and getting frustrated with the lack of Urahara's presence. Really, he knew the slightly fruity scientist was scatter brained at times, but this was just ridiculous. How was the acting Captain of the Ninth, soon to be official Captain, supposed to know what his mission was if that stupid, hat-wearing bastard wasn't around to tell him?

"Hat-and-clogs ain't here, if that's who yer lookin' for?"

The brunette spun around on his feet to face the man who'd entered the room. Grey eyes widened as they took in the tall, nearly naked, absolutely ripped person who stood leaning against the doorway casually. Bright blue eyes stared back at him in interest, sweeping over his form as if measuring him up. Shuuhei just took in the man's odd appearance, blue hair and eyes, such a strange combination. He had an angular face, with two teal tattoos on either side of his eyes that made their color that much more piercing, as well as making the shape that much more feline.

His body wasn't odd at all though. His body was a work of godly art that deserved to be worshipped and idolized. In only a towel, the Shinigami Fukutaicho could see nearly everything the other man had to offer. It sure was something to look at too. Shuuhei couldn't stop his eyes from wandering the perfect musculature of this man he'd only, until that moment, ever heard about. Grimmjaw Jaegerjaques.

"Ya gonna stare at me all day, or ya gonna say somethin'? 'Cus I'm hungry, so if ya don't mind.."

Shuuhei blinked out of his nudity-induced haze, snapping his eyes up to the amused, bright blue gaze of the former Sexta Espada. The fukutaicho of the ninth stood straight and bowed, internally scolding himself for his poor manners.

"Konnichiwa! I'm Hisagi Shuuhei, Acting Captain of the Gotei Thirteen's Ninth Squad. It's a pleasure to meet you," he said. A rumbling, suspiciously purr-like chuckle sounded from the other man in the room. Shuuhei felt the dramatic increase body heat as Jaegerjaques moved closer to him.

"Ya don't needa be so formal! I'm jus' a lowly box-boy, yea? No need ta be all stiff and proper with me," the taller man said in a voice that was deep and naturally husky. It made the brunette's skin tingle at the sound of it.

In the direct line of Shuuhei's vision was the Arracnar's defined hips, adorned with a tiny towel. His legs were muscular and thick, just the way the dark haired Shinigami liked them. Shuuhei stood up from his bow, eyes trailing over the perfect, tanned skin of the man in front of him. His body was starting to react to the raw magnetism that Jaegerjaques seemed to exude without any effort. On their way up, grey eyes stopped to linger on a rather nasty looking scar that stretched down the middle of the blue haired man's perfect torso.

"Looks nasty, yea? Yer friend Kurosaki gave me that. Ain't never healed it 'cus when I see it, it reminds me of the first time I ever had a reason ta live," the gruff voice explained. Shuuhei looked up at the former Espada's face, taking in the strangely thoughtful expression. It was quickly erased by a roguish, absolutely sexy grin that made the brown haired man's heart pound against his chest rapidly.

"Payin' that lil' brat back for this was my first reason to exist. I'll never forget the look in his eyes when he did it. Kid's got some kinda fire in'im," Jaegerjaques said. Shuuhei wondered if there was more to the Arracnar's obsession with Kurosaki than met the eyes, but it wasn't his place to ask.

"Name's Grimmjaw Jaegerjaques, nice ta meet ya, Hisagi," the tall man said, looming over Shuuhei with searching blue eyes. Shuuhei backed away a little, feeling imposed by the other man being so close. He stood up straight, noticing that they weren't that far apart in height. The Arracnar had about one to two inches on him.

"Jaegerjaques-san, do you know where Urahara-san is?" he asked. Those bright blue eyes were fixated on his face, burning into his cheek curiously. Of course, the bold 69 tattoo placed there left no imagining as to what the Arrancar was looking at.

"He's out with Tessai and those brats. Should be back later. Left ya this though," the other man said, not taking his eyes off of Shuuhei's face as he placed a crumpled sheet of paper in the fukutaicho's hand.

Hisagi-san,

I regret that I wasn't able to be here for your arrival, but unfortunately I was forced out of the house earlier than I'd originally planned. Your mission is to watch over the shop, and make sure that Kitty-kun doesn't get into any trouble. Ulquiorra is there, but Yamamoto-san would have my head if I left the two of them alone even for a few minutes.

They don't get along very well.

Ulquiorra will not give you any trouble. He tends to keep to himself. As for Kitty-kun, please don't let him out of your sight. He's quite the mischievous little kitten, so keep a sharp eye on him. If he gets hungry, I left a plate of food in the fridge for him. You can't miss it. It's the one labeled "Grimm-chan". If he gets restless, which he tends to do, you can let him out of his gigai in the basement, and let him exercise. All you have to do is take his collar off, and he'll be able to get out.

Have fun!

~Urahara Kisuke~

Shuuhei stared at the rainbow colored words, wondering how long it had taken that crazy scientist to write the letter. A rather amusing image swept across his mind of Urahara sitting next to a box of colored pencils, writing each word in the colors of the rainbow. He smiled a little at the thought. That man really was crazy. Why he'd continuously referred to Jaegerjaques as "Kitty-kun", and proceeded to speak of him like he was a pet was beyond Shuuhei.

"Crazy lil' fucker, ain't he?" The Shinigami blinked up at the other man in the room curiously.

"Why does he keep calling you Kitty-kun?" Shuuhei asked, not able to stop himself out of pure curiosity. The former Espada scowled.

"Tch…he's such a fruity bastard. He's jus' pokin' fun at my release form. I was evolved from a panther Hollow," he answered gruffly. Shuuhei felt a bolt of lust hit his groin as an image of the nearly nude Hollow with fluffy kitty ears, and a winding tail flickered in his mind. The collar he'd just noticed didn't help at all.

"Awright, now that ya know what yer here for, could'ya move? I'm kinda hungry," the taller man said with a frown. Shuuhei jumped and smiled sheepishly at his charge for the day.

"Oh! Right, sorry. Um…he said it was the one labeled-"

"Grimm-chan! Yea, I know!" the Hollow interrupted, yanking open the refrigerator and taking out the plate of food.

Shuuhei couldn't help but stare when the Hollow had finally warmed everything up and begun to eat. For such a gruff, volatile man, Grimmjaw Jaegerjaques ate with such a feline daintiness. Not a scrap of food hit the table. Not a single bit of broth stained the full, firm lips. It was kind of adorable. The brunette couldn't help but watch in aroused amusement as the other man delicately lapped the rather tasty smelling soup from his spoon.

The sight of that agile, pink tongue dipping into the steaming broth almost made Shuuhei want to go find some cream. He shuddered at the mental image that came to him. Jaegerjaques on his hands and knees, his slick tongue lapping gently into a bowl of thick, white cream. Then the sly little muscle would run seductively over full, peach colored lips to catch anything he may have missed as electric blue eyes burned into Shuuhei's soul. The Shinigami nearly moaned.

'I've got some cream he can lick up,' he thought perversely, blushing brightly in embarrassment at the thought. He'd never been so attracted to someone he'd just met before.

"Ya okay, over there? Yer face is all red."

Shuuhei snapped out of his perverted daydream to look at a confused Grimmjaw Jaegerjaques. The other man was staring at him with curious blue eyes, head tilted to the side, some of that sky blue hair falling into his face. It was way too cute an expression for Shuuhei to handle with his current gutter mind. Suddenly, a naughty grin cracked the blue haired man's adorable expression. Those alluring eyes narrowed at him, the tall Arrancar standing up and moving towards him with the grace of a prowling cat. Shuuhei watched those perfectly defined thighs ripple with the movement. God, how had it gotten so hot so quickly?

"I think I know what's wrong, Shinigami?" the tall, half-naked man purred. He leaned in, nose dotting over Shuuhei's neck, the sound of little intakes of air following it.

'God, that's so fuckin' cute!' He thought, as Jaegerjaques continued to sniff him. The little puffs of air hit his skin like hot steam, causing him to arch his neck slightly.

"Ya want me," the blue haired man's voice rumbled in his ear.

'Yes…yes I do.'

"Well, I haven't rutted in…forever," Jaegerjaques husked. Shuuhei shivered at that word. 'Rutted' was such an animalistic, delicious way to put it. It made him want to throw the Arrancar down on the table and fuck the ever-living daylights out of him.

"N'listenin' ta Cuarta-chan and Hat-and-clogs go at it all the time's pretty depressin'. They have all the fun, n'I gotta take care'a the problem they caused," the Hollow said. Something hot and rough flicked over Shuuhei's ear, a delightful shiver coursing his body in response.

"Urahara-san and…and..?"

"Aahh…Cuarta-chan's pretty vocal too. Never thought he could make sounds like that 'til the first night that fruitcake fucked'im inta the floorboards."

Shuuhei shivered again. The room was unbearably hot, and his pants had become so tight, he thought his circulations would be affected soon. Having Grimmjaw so close was driving him insane. The warmth, the spicy, slightly seductive scent coming off of the Hollow along with the not entirely horrific image of Urahara fucking a writhing Ulquiorra Schiffer into the floor had him ready to go.

"Jus' talkin' 'bout it's gettin' me all hot," Jaegerjaques continued. He pulled away slightly, and Shuuhei almost whined his disapproval of the action. Those striking eyes looked down at him, blazing with uncontained lust. A rough, wet appendage swiped over my cheek, right where the tattoo was and I blinked.

'Was that…his tongue?'

"I'll jus' go ahead and take care of it in my room," he said with a smirk as he walked towards the door. "'bout three doors down the hall to the left."

Shuuhei's heart slammed into his chest hard as he watched the grinning man walk away, swaying those alluring hips as he disappeared into the hall. That was an invitation to have sex if he'd ever heard one. And, damnit if Jaegerjaques wasn't one of the best looking men, scratch that, partners that the lieutenant had ever had the option of bedding. Shuuhei was frozen in indecision for a few moments. Should he? Could he really have sex with a man he just met?

"Mmm…nnnh…"

The sound of husky groaning tickled the Shinigami's heated senses. And with that, Shuuhei made his decision. Yea…he could definitely have sex with Grimmjaw Jaegerjaques. Letting this opportunity slip away was not an option. It would just be heinous if he didn't take what was being offered to him. The Ninth Squad Lieutenant stood from his seat and moved towards the hall, following the delicious sound of breathy moans just three doors down.

"Ahh, fuck yea!"

Shuuhei stopped in front of the door, staring at the wood nervously. It's not that he thought he was going to disappoint Grimmjaw. If there's one thing he knew he was good at other than fighting, it was having sex. He'd had plenty of partners throughout the course of his 100+ years, and none of them had ever complained afterwards. He was only nervous because he'd never quite wanted one of them so forcefully. Not since Renji had he ever wanted so hard.

"If yer…mm..gonna stand…nng…out there…ah…ya might as well…unn…come in," Shuuhei heard the Hollow's naturally raspy, breathy voice stammer out between moans. The Shinigami twisted the knob and pushed the door open slowly.

"Oh shit!" he gasped.

There on the slightly rumpled futon was Jaegerjaques. He lie on his back, legs spread wide and slightly bent, one hand moving slowly over his swollen cock as two of his long, slender fingers disappeared into his slick, reddened entrance. His head was thrown back, his sky blue eyes were darkened to that beautiful cobalt you see just before the sun rises in lust. Light blue hair was plastered against his neck and forehead, his whole body starting to shine as he worked himself into a sweat.

"Ya gonna stare at me all night, or are ya gonna come over here'n take over?" the Hollow asked with a wide, toothy grin.

His fangs gleamed and his eyes narrowed into slits of lusty blue. Shuuhei moved forward, kneeling between Jaegerjaques's spread thighs as he took in the gorgeous, muscular body sprawled out before him. The Hollow pulled his fingers from his twitching pucker, and pulled at his cock with a seductive look on his gorgeous face.

Shuuhei quickly discarded his clothing, enjoying the heated trailing of those bright blue eyes over his body. The Hollow sat up, on hand weaving through brown hair and pulling Shuuhei closer. Firm, supple lips closed over his roughly, sharp fangs nipping at his mouth as a rough tongue slid against his.

There was a hint of coppery blood in the heated tangle of tongues, Shuuhei's bottom lip being the source. Grimmjaw caught the soft flesh between his lips, sucking and licking until the wound sealed. The Shinigami moaned, scooting forward so that Grimmjaw had to lean back on his elbows, and pressing their bodies together. They both moaned at the contact, Shuuhei sliding his hand down the other man's sides and slipping it beneath him to cup a firm ass. He squeezed.

"Nyah!" the Hollow moaned, arching up against the lieutenant and wrapping muscular thighs around his waist tightly.

Shuuhei ground down against the man, watching that gorgeous face contort into all sorts of wonderful expressions. He then moved his hands over a smooth, muscular chest, thumbing the hardening nipples gently before coming back to pinch them sharply. Again, the feline-esque man arched in that lovely, fluidly graceful manner, letting out a small whine as he did so. Shuuhei leaned down to nip at the offered skin. Nibbling and laving the soft, apparently sensitive skin of that garish scar, he shamelessly drank in every groan, growl, and sigh the Hollow let spill from his sexy mouth.

"Shit! Hurry the fuck up!" an even rougher, grainier sounding husk of Grimmjaw's voice sounded.

Shuuhei looked up into blazing, needy blue eyes and smirked. He locked gazes with the Hollow, staring heatedly into bright orbs as he let his tongue fall further down the other man's torso. The Shinigami traced every muscle in sight, nipping just beneath the ribcage and outlining each raised abdominal muscle. When he reached Jaegerjaques's jutting hipbones, he nuzzled the prominent hollow, inhaling the sharp scent of the skin there. He felt the muscles in Grimmjaw's hips jump as they twitched slightly.

"Come on!" he heard the Hollow growl.

Shuuhei smiled, tonguing the defined v-dip of the other man's pelvis as he finally turned his attentions on the thick, pulsating length standing proud in a nest of light blue curls. Jaegerjaques was so hard the head of his dick touched his muscular belly. Shuuhei grinned again, nuzzling the Hollow's taught balls and mouthing the very base of the hard organ.

"Yes!" Grimmjaw hissed, hips jerking in anticipation. "Fuck yes!"

"Mmm…taste good," Shuuhei murmured, letting his tongue climb the sensitive vein on the underside of the bluenette's shaft.

"Nyah! Ahnn!"

"Yea…fuckin' moan jus' like that," the Shinigami said as he palmed the heated flesh carefully, the leaking head rubbing against Grimmjaw's ribbed stomach teasingly.

"Mmmm…more," the Hollow moaned, thrusting his hips up into the touch wantonly.

Shuuhei grasped the hot organ in his hand and pumped, letting the silky texture caress his fingers as he did so. With his tongue, he gently teased the sensitive spot under the ridge. He flickered the muscle over the head, dipping into the slit to taste the dribbling essence there, and finding he quite enjoyed the salty flavor. He moaned as he took the head into his mouth and reveled in the sharp cry of pleasure the vibrations of his voice ripped from the other man's lips.

"Agggh, finally! Yes!" he heard Grimmjaw babble as he sucked skillfully at the head of his penis.

The lieutenant swirled his tongue around the ridge, sucking on the head and pumping the shaft with his hand. Soon those lean hips were rocking into his fist. So, he squeezed tighter and added a slight twisting motion to every upstroke to make the other man's head spin even worse. Grimmjaw arched and writhed beneath him, hands fisting his own blue locks tightly, chest, neck, and stomach displayed submissively to the Shinigami as he moaned pitifully.

Shuuhei felt his cock pulse at the lewd vision laying on the futon below him. He was painfully hard now, he could almost feel the precome bubbling from his slit as he redoubled his oral pleasure of his almost lover. He shifted slightly, pushing on the Hollow's hip gently so that he laid on his side, and mirroring that position after. With that, the bluenette was suddenly confronted with Shuuhei's leaking dick, which he blinked at blearily for a few moments before grinning.

"Nnngg..shoulda known…mm..ya'd wanna…ah!..do this!" he gasped out between moans the Shinigami continued to pleasure him. Shuuhei let the thick member fall from his lips with a gentle "pop!" noise, using his hand to squeeze and rub the flesh instead as he spoke.

"Get me nice and wet now, and then we can have some real fun," he said with lust darkened, storm-cloud grey eyes. The Hollow smirked devilishly as he leaned down to rub his cheek against the brunette's flushed head.

"I think I like the sound of that."

Shuuhei merely sucked the other man's cock back into his mouth, this time allowing it to sink halfway into his hot orifice before dragging his lips and tongue back upwards again. He watched blue eyes roll back and lashes flutter in pleasure. He watched the Hollow lean back in to grasp his straining erection and rub it against his face affectionately as a cat would his possession. Shuuhei shuddered as he watched the bluenette shower his angry, red head with fleeting, kittenish flicks of a bubblegum pink, sandpapery tongue.

"Mmmmm.."

Searing blue eyes burned into his slate colored ones as Grimmjaw circled the crown of Shuuhei's cock with an impossibly lewd laziness. It made it feel almost as if he was watching in slow motion. Come to think of it, he kind of felt it in slow motion as well. Every coarse, grainy part of that talented muscle dragged slowly over hypersensitive nerve endings. The lieutenant felt his eyes roll into the back of his head as he sighed around the cock in his own mouth.

"Ahh…haah! Close.." the Hollow panted before he took the whole of Shuuhei's length into his mouth in one, mind-blowing swoop.

The brunette felt the other man's throat muscles caress him maddeningly as he swallowed. Shuuhei groaned, redoubling his efforts with his mouth and letting his fingers wander to the already slick, slightly stretched hole in between taught, perfect cheeks. He pulled his mouth off of Grimmjaw's cock, nipping at the round globes before parting them and licking a moist line from his perineum to his twitching asshole.

"Hmmm! Fuck!" the blue eyed man cried, hips thrusting back against Shuuhei's questing tongue.

'Hmm…strawberry flavored lube, huh?'

Shuuhei found himself suddenly pushed back. He leaned up on his knees, watching in slight confusion as the Hollow rolled over on his back. He opened his legs, sliding two slender digits into himself and thrusting them in a couple of times before grinning. Lightning blue eyes pegged smoky grey with their hooded gaze.

"Go ahead, Shinigami. Ya can do it now…I'm good'n ready for ya," Grimmjaw said, spreading his legs wider and holding them against his chest with his hands.

Shuuhei stared at that puffy rosebud, slick and shiny, and oh-so ready to be plundered. As if excited by the Shinigami's lustful stare, the little hole twitched, winking seductively in beckoning. His heart stuttered. Grasping the lubricant that the Hollow had used to prepare himself with, he squirted some onto his palm and slicked himself quickly. He went to get a little more, when a husky voice interrupted him.

"Nah, s'good. I like it a lil' rough."

Shuuhei let out a shuddering breath as he slid his hands up over the back of the Hollow's thighs.

"Shit!"

Blue eyes stared up at him, beckoning him to continue.

"Do it…fuck me Shinigami!"

The words were growled at him, and Shuuhei found his control had officially snapped. Harder than he'd meant to, the brunette stabbed into the warmth of the Hollow's body. Blue eyes snapped open wide, that fanged mouth hanging in a silent moan as the feline-like man's entire body arched upwards. Shuuhei grasped the slender hips, thumbing the defined groove of the bone and thrusting forward almost immediately. Grimmjaw had said he liked it a little rough, so Shuuhei was under the impression he wouldn't appreciate any pause in movement.

"Shit! Yea! Jus' like that!"

The Hollow rocked against him, undulating in a hypnotically graceful manner that had Shuuhei moving faster and faster as his climax hurtled towards him. He wouldn't last long, not after how long it'd been since he last fucked. Not with how decadently beautiful the man beneath him was, writhing in his sinful pleasure. Soon enough, Shuuhei was pounding into that hot, silken furnace. His belly knotted in that all too familiar way, his pulse racing as he watched the Hollow wriggle and moan below.

"MMm! Soon! Gonna cum soon! Harder, Shinigami!"

Hormones raced through his body, his pounding heart sending hot blood rapidly through his veins as he watched the other man stare up at him with those boiling blue eyes. Little mewls and moans turned into loud groans and breathy whimpers. Jaegerjaques was close, and Shuuhei was sure he himself would explode any second. With a large, sword calloused hand, the brunette man grasped his partner's leaking erection, and started to stroke in time with his thrusts.

"Yesss! Fuck yes! Ahhnn…mmmm…squeeze tighter…nngg!"

Shuuhei loved how demanding the blue eyed man was. It was too sexy to be ordered around by that breathy, husky voice while he pounded into the tightest, hottest ass he'd been in for a long time. Smirking, he squeezed the other man's shaft a little tighter and brought his hand back up in a twisting motion. Grimmjaw went wild, arching and writhing, moaning and whining. It was probably the single sexiest thing Shuuhei'd ever seen in his entire life.

"SHIT!"

The sudden shout had Shuuhei snapping out of his fogged daze and staring down into a pair of suddenly delirious eyes. The Hollow's thighs hugged him tighter, his hips arched upwards, and his heals dug into the small of Shuuhei's back. The muscles grasping his cock all squeezed and released at once.

"Right there, Shinigami! Right there! Harder!"

With a smile, Shuuhei slipped his hands around the other man's hips and held them firmly in their position. He brought his hips back and slammed home as hard as he could, starting up a fast, pounding rhythm that had his partner clawing and grasping at his back in pleasure. Shuuhei squeezed the hot flesh in his hand once again, speeding up to try to keep pace with his snapping hips. It happened almost abruptly. One second, Grimmjaw was writhing and panting. The next, his whole body had locked in a beautiful arch. His head napped back, neck delightfully exposed, hands fisting the sheets, and cum shooting in hot, sticky ropes over his broad chest and rippling abdomen.

"Ahh! Cumming! Hisagi-san..nnngg!" he shouted raspy scream.

Shuuhei couldn't help but lean down to capture that gaping mouth. The sound of his name cried out in such rampant bliss made his stomach tighten dangerously. As the silky muscles around him fluttered and clenched, he mapped out the Hollow's mouth with his tongue. He nipped that full, bottom lip, thrusting hard one last time into the tightened heat as he came harder than he ever had in his life. He continued thrusting through his orgasm, riding it out for as long as possible until he'd been completely milked dry. Grimmjaw, though sated and slack, worked his hips in synch with Shuuhei's movements.

"Fuuuckkk, Jaegerjaques…" he groaned.

With that, he promptly collapsed on top of the sweaty, sticky man. For a long while there was no sound except their combined pants for breath. A few moments later, Shuuhei listened to the Hollow's breathing even out as he dozed off into a light sleep. The Shinigami raised himself onto his elbows to look down at his partner. Grimmjaw's face was slackened in sleep. Puffy, bruised lips were slightly parted as he drew in deep, even breaths. Long lashes fell over sharp cheekbones as sky blue hair clung to his forehead and temples in sweat dampened tendrils. Shuuhei managed to pull himself up to his feet, his legs slightly wobbly. The Hollow huffed and pouted in his sleep in response to the missing body heat.

'Heh, cute,' Shuuhei thought, tossing the blanket over the other man and walking towards the bathroom to wet a towel with some warm water.

He came back into the room to see Jaegerjaques had not woken. He smiled. Who'da thought someone as ruthless as he was told Grimmjaw was could looks so utterly adorable when sleeping. Kneeling down between the Hollow's still parted legs, he gently moved the cloth over the mess he'd created on the tanned belly. That's when he heard it. A light, fluttery sound that made his body feel all fuzzy again. He leaned closer to the sleeping man in order to hear better that subtle vibration inside that broad chest. The sound grew deeper and louder when he started to rub the soft, warm towel over the reddened, leaking hole between his partner's cheeks. Shuuhei smiled warmly.

He'd made Grimmjaw Jaegerjaques purr…literally.

"Mmm…ya takin' care'a me? How thoughtful," he heard a sleepy voice say. He looked up to see Grimmjaw rubbing one eyes with his fist. The other man grinned at him.

"Look at ya cleanin' me up like this. I could get used ta this," he said, pushing himself up on his elbows and sweeping a hand through his sweat soaked hair. Shuuhei blushed and stopped moving the towel over the other man's skin.

"N-no, it's normal to do this…I always….mmmpfh!"

His words were interrupted by a strong hand grasping the back of his neck and forcing him down to meet soft, warm lips. He moaned, opening his mouth to sweep his tongue over pointed fangs as Jaegerjaques crawled forward. They broke with a wet smack, Shuuhei leaning against the wall with a lapful of sexy Hollow.

"Did I say I didn't like it?" Grimmjaw purred, nuzzling Shuuhei's neck and nipping his ear affectionately.

"I was jus' sayin' that I could get used ta it," he continued, curling himself into the Shinigami's chest and rubbing himself against it possessively. Shuuhei shuddered and wrapped his arms around the purring man.

"S'my way'a tellin' ya I wanna do this again sometime, yeah?" Grimmjaw nuzzled his neck again and flicked out a rough tongue to lick at the salty skin. Strong arms locked around the Shinigami's back as the Hollow breathed in his scent. Shuuhei was slightly baffled by the unexpected affection.

"I…I never thought you'd be the type to cuddle like this," he said honestly. A light chuckle sounded from the man cuddling him.

"Like I said…I was evolved from a panther Hollow. This is jus' one'a them traits I get from bein' feline. Now shut up and let me sleep."

Shuuhei smiled down at the other man, sliding his arm under his knees and lifting him carefully into his arms.

"Mmm, yer even gonna carry me ta the bed. Marry me, Hisagi-san," he heard the Hollow joke sleepily against his chest. He snorted as he settled them both onto the futon.

"I really don't know how well a marriage between us would go over in Soul Society, but I'm not against doing this again," Shuuhei said. He felt soft hair brush his skin as Jaegerjaques turned his head to meet his eyes. His heart nearly stopped at the pitiful kitten eyes directed up at him.

"S'that all I am…a toy to fuck with?" Grimmjaw asked. He'd stopped purring. Shuuhei blushed.

"N-no! That's not what I meant at all! Um…not that I really know enough about you to decide whether I like you or not, but we don't have to have sex every time we meet. We can just chill…just…mmmphf!"

Silenced by a kiss again, only this time he felt the devious grin in it.

"I was jus' kiddin', Hisagi-san. Ya fucked me so good that I will demand sex every time we meet. Buut, it would be nice ta hang out with someone jus' 'cus the appreciate my irresistible charms," Grimmjaw said when the parted. He nuzzled his nose against Shuuhei's and started purring again. Grey eyes narrowed down at the grinning man. Shuuhe's face heated even more.

"Alright."

"Awesome, now let's go ta sleep. Ya wore me out."

Shuuhei nodded and pulled the sheets up over them, laying back with his new contented kitten cushioned against his chest. All in all, this mission hadn't turned out bad at all. He almost wanted to thank Yamamoto-soutaicho for sending him to the Urahara Shouten. Before he fell asleep he had a fleeting thought about what Urahara would do if he caught the two of them like this, but as was said…it was only a fleeting thought. Sleep was a much more powerful force that soon claimed then both.

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a/n: and that's that! PLEASE REVIEW!