AN: slightly shorter than the others, but it isn't au. ;) Enjoy.

Title: Pokerface

Pairing: StarkxRukia

Summary: "Shinigamies sure are horny," he murmured, his breath ghosting along the firm outline of her wet nipple before it slid into his mouth, his tongue curling around it. Rukia had to smile. For once La Primera had shown having interest in something rather than sleeping.

Gods she couldn't stand it. His expression never changed. Rukia grasped handfuls of his wavy dark hair, pulling his head down so their lips could meet. "You're really a bastard, you know that?" she whispered angrily against his lips before his tongue languidly slid into her mouth.

"Then what does that make you…?" Stark asked a moment later leaning back slightly, "my bitch?"

Her palm slapping his face rewarded him.

Though she had to admit it seemed to be a wasted gesture as it hurt her more than it did him. He was unfazed. "Just get on with it," she snarled, roughly grabbing his hand and running his lax palm against the sides of her thighs, without the covering of the white gloves, his fingers were long and blunt tipped, their touch cool; how would they feel inside her?

He moved closer, beginning his ministrations. Rukia leaned back, feeling him slide between her legs, his hot breath ghosting along her delicate flesh. With a suddenness that wasn't unusual for him, Stark had pulled them both into a sitting position; one arm was draped lazily around her middle while the other lay below that near her crotch.

"I work better this way," he explained as she breathed, "fucker."

Surely he could feel her heat seeping out from the flimsy panties—her thoughts halted, the pressure of his thumb against her center and his slow drawl had her fuming, "how's this?"

"More."

Her panties admitted his large hand, the fabric stretching against his tendons, the gothic 1 that marked him as one of Aizen's Arrancars, visible through her see-through underwear. Bastard's taking his time…slowly he dipped the tip of his finger into her folds, teasingly.

"What about that? Want more of that?"

She growled low, feeling his finger slide in completely then retract.

"You know what I want…" she hissed, sensing his slight smile and hearing his voice whisper softly into her ear, "how can I if you don't tell me?"

Her retort hot on her lips; left her mouth as a soft moan.

She bucked as he pumped her, her panties becoming soaked with her fluids. She arched her back into his chest, something hard grazing the stretched cloth as her vagina tightened, her muscles flexing.

"Uh…Stark…"

He slowed down, curiosity in his gray eyes, "what is it? Not enough for you?"

Rukia managed to roll her eyes, her tone sarcastic, "I was only going to tell you to let me finish. Jerk off while I do it."

He was surprised to say the least about her caring. "That's—wait—you only want to make sure I'm hard—"

"Just shut up," she crawled off the bed, standing beside the bedside table. She breathed in deeply, thinking of his long, rough strokes, her hand sliding inside. Her first self-induced gasp startled her. She glanced at him, his brief nod of approval making her blush.

"Uh…unh…uh…" she discovered she could handle three fingers at once, ramming them in, her cries of pleasure mingling in with his grunts. Four…her clit throbbed; she sank to her knees, wondering why she hadn't done it herself in the first place.

She felt his gaze on her, her lips parted, her pants growing louder. He had his length in his hands, stroking the tip with his finger. Suddenly an idea came to her. Carefully, she slipped her wet hand from her vagina replacing it with her right. Her thumb passing over her lip left a trail of thick cum, her tongue darted out slowly licking it. His smile alone was worth it.

Her fingers slipped one by one into her mouth, her slight suck tingling her senses. Her eyes went to him once again, the tang of salty sweetness on her tongue; he was gone.

"Star—" she was lifted up, his arms wrapping around her, his stiff penis rubbed her thigh, sliding in to rest between her legs. "I don't know about you…but I'm ready. If I'm not back before they wake up…there'll be hell to pay."

"As if you've ever cared what people thought," she scoffed, staring into his solemn gray eyes. Stark lowered himself, gently kissing her lips, tasting the remnants of her body, " You taste delightful. So you know next time…" he commented, strands of hair falling into his eyes giving him a boyish look.

"What?" Rukia was anxious for him to take her, but teasingly she still rose to his playfulness.

"I'm going to devour you."

She knew he meant something else entirely different.

"If your mouth can handle me then go ahead. I look forward to it," she smirked.

"Bitch."

In vengeance, Rukia arched her back, his length slamming into her. Her groan as she clung to him punctuated by his cussing, but even that faded to animal moans as their pace picked up. Soon he had taken control, pounding her mercilessly, her grip on him tightened, her body bouncing with each thrust. She angled her hips slightly letting him ram into her walls, her vision faded, her teeth sinking down onto her lip then as the brief flash of pain receded…

"Harder."

He did as she commanded, her thighs quivering with the violence of her twist, her breathless gasp then arch upward. "You're…crazy…." He felt her grind against him and slip out, "fucking masochistic bitch…" he murmured as he felt the spasm of her body, her senses thrilling with the heightened depth of pain to her rising climax.

"Ngh," Stark grunted, ramming his penis to the hilt, her walls tight around his large organ. His seed spilled out, his penis becoming limp as he slid from her. Her fingers crept along the inside of her wet thigh, her eyes hostile.

"Now what?" he sounded bored.

"You never let me finish!" she began stroking herself, her moans accompanied by harsh Byakuya-worthy glares at the Espada crouching back, watching her, a glint of humor in his eyes. A wet moan escaped her lips and her cum poured out, satiated; Rukia sat up, her hands sticky with her exertions.

She looked at him for a long moment then started fondling her breasts, dipping her fingers into her gooey center, flicking the excess across her rigid nipples. Stark watched her, still with that same damn poker face of boredom. Well she'd fix that!

"Here," Rukia sniffed haughtily, leaning back onto the pillows, "taste me," her hand slid invitingly between her legs, her heat moist and fresh still seeping steadily out; she wasn't satisfied yet. Her finger grazed her dripping nipples and then rising to her lips, her tongue lapping sensuously along the tip. Stark took in the sight of her sprawled there, waiting; impatience darkening her countenance and his mask slipped.

"Shinigamies sure are horny," he murmured, his breath ghosting along the firm outline of her wet nipple before it slid into his mouth, his tongue curling around it.

Rukia had to smile.

For once La Primera had shown having interest in something rather than sleeping.

~~~Fin~~~

AN: smutty again. Reviews are appreciated.