Neliel Pairings!

Warning: These are not only crack-ish, but they are also very lemony! You've been warned….

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, or any of the characters!

I will begin with the one that will probably be surfacing the most soon…very soon. Maybe...(Okay, once they show Neliel as an adult in the anime...ohmigawd it's a spoiler! Kekeke!)

Ichigo and Neliel.

This is more of a drabble I guess…but I'm not the number one fan of this pairing, I'll admit it at the start. Maybe if I get inspired, or if someone gives me a great idea for this pairing, I'll write something more lengthy and in-depth, and all-around beautiful…but for now I give you this.

Also, for now I am saying that there are going to be ten pairings...but that could change. We'll see how much inspiration and whatnot I get...

These are surprisingly hard to write. Kekeke. But fun, also!

Violated?

She smiled softly at him, and he felt as thought he was dreaming. She could not be real—he had just seen her as a child. His injuries had to be bad if he was hallucinating like this—but it was like she had been when she had fought Nnoitora!

"Ichigo…"

There was no lisp! She was talking like an adult, too! "Nel…Nel? Is that really you?" he asked.

"Idiot. Of course it is." She smirked, and drew closer.

"What are you doing? No! Don't do that!" he cried, covering only one eye as she undressed before him.

"Why not? I can tell you like it." She looked at him smugly as she drew even closer, and he backed as far away as he could. She was relentless, and began to strip him of his clothes.

"Nel—Nel! Nel!" He struggled, but her strength was too much for him. Her hands were already reaching for his manhood, rousing it to firm erection quickly. "I'm not—"

"You have no choice in the matter, Ichigo!" Neliel told him brightly.

He had to admit, he was enjoying this. What guy wouldn't? Perhaps since the first time he had seen her in her adult form, nearly unconscious, he had wanted her. God, she was beautiful. How could he resist any longer? It was not right to resist such a beauty.

He had to, though. How could he face the others knowing that he had bedded with her?

"Ichigo…" her voice was music in his ears. "You're so uptight." How had he not noticed that her hands had left his erection to gently, and expertly massage the tension from his shoulders. He sighed and could not help relaxing beneath her touch.

"That's so much better. You stay so tense all the time—I don't understand how you can do that." She smiled lightly at him, and then returned her attentions to his suddenly throbbing manhood.

This time, instead of caressing him with her hands, she took him in her mouth with a soft slurping sound. He groaned and his hands instinctively buried themselves in her hair as she began to suck gently. He saw one of her other hands go down to caress her self, and a moan escaped his lips.

She smirked and let him slide from her mouth with a slight 'Pop!' noise. She then shoved him flat onto the ground. "Still want me to stop?" she joked.

Of course, she would not stop. She held his waiting erection in one of her hands, and impaled herself upon him slowly. He gasped and panted, his nails scratching at the floor from her delicious torture.

"Oh, god, don't stop." He begged, and she paused for a moment.

"Don't stop, you say?" she giggled, and continued her hip motions, balancing her hands on either side of him, her breasts swaying hypnotically before his face. His hands moved from the floor to cup her breasts instead, his fingers moving to tease her nipples. She moaned suddenly at the extra stimulation, interrupted in her movements by the sudden wave of pleasure.

"Ohh…"

Ichigo smirked suddenly, pleased that he had brought her to a new height of pleasure. God was he ever hot for her, suddenly. Who the fuck cares what Orihime thinks, or Rukia, or Chad...he could list names for days, but none of it mattered.

She was taking every ounce of pleasure from him that she could get, and in turn, was giving him at least an equal amount. She suddenly reached orgasm with a cry, and her muscles contracted all around him. This pressure caused him to spill his own seed, and he moaned softly. "Ohh...Neliel…"

Her arms were suddenly around him, and her head was nestled on his chest. He felt her breathing slow and he knew she was asleep. He smiled to himself as he let himself drift slowly, deciding to wait until they were both awake again to ask for a second helping of her love.