Don't worry guys! I'm working on the final part of Loneliness! But someone on Tumblr requested Grimmhime with cuddling + teasing and I couldn't resist writing this small piece. I hope it makes you guys smile !

He couldn't stop the smirk from forming on his lips as he saw his Princess pout. It seems the longer she stayed in Hueco Mundo, the more he found himself growing more attached to this woman. He'd never thought in his entire life he'd be having these weird feelings towards this weak human girl. But he knew better than to say such words out loud.

It had taken all his resolve to not pounce on her, instead he chose to cuddle with this woman. The logical part of his mind said it was only to keep her warm as he found her shivering in her room. Hueco Mundo was known for being rather chilly during weather changes and it seems her stay had landed during one of those times. Aizen made it perfectly clear she was to stay healthy or else those who made her sick would be killed. Grimmjow never cared for Aizen's threats, but he remembered how she healed his arm, even though she didn't have to, and figured this is his way of paying her back.

He chose to ignore the way she felt in his arms and focused on her face as she continued to pout.

"I just don't get it, Grimmojow-kun! Why won't you show me?!"

He felt the chuckle rumble against his throat as he dragged his finger down her arm, causing goosebumps to form in their path. Orihime never felt this intimate with anyone in her life; it didn't occur to her she'd be in this position with the fearsome sexta espada of all people.

"Do you really think your virgin mind can handle seeing it?"

She had to bite back the moan threatening to spill from her lips, instead choosing to bite her lip, not noticing the blue eyes darkening. His hot breath fanned across her cheek as he leaned closer, pressing a soft kiss to the corner of her lips. Gripping his pant leg, she inhaled softly before her eyes slid shut as Grimmjow tilted her head to claim her mouth.

Growling, he tightened his hold on her, feeling her whimper against his lips as she tried to keep up with his pace. Moving her hand to grasp his arm, she tried lifting herself into a more comfortable position as she felt her neck start to become sore from the weird angle. Not letting go of her lips, he moved his arms as he picked her up, ignoring the small squeal escape her throat before placing her on his lap, her legs straddling his. Her arms wrapped around his neck, digging into his soft, blue hair effectively deepening the kiss.

He knew he could go on forever, but he noticed with slightly opened eyes her face was starting to turn red from lack of air. Reluctantly, he pulled away from her lips, allowing her to breathe before attacking her neck with kisses and light nips.

Orihime felt her heart pound in her chest as she tried to take in air. Lost in the feel of him she failed to notice his mouth against her ear as he whispered,

"Do you really want to see my released form?"