In the end, the vaizoreds were the ones that won. His disgusted look was plenty satisfying when mixed with the gravel-like dirt that surrounded the vaizored's hideout.
"Thought ya were mighty smart, weren'tcha?" Hiyori breathed, tapping her toes against his cheek, reveling in the broken reiatsu that pulsed helplessly beneath her. It was making her hollow excited again, even though the fight had been fought.
The arrancar jerked, reaching up to clamp a pallid hand around her ankle, dragging the sandal down its cheek. "Remove yourself, trash."
"Nah," Hiyori smacked her lips as if she were chewing gum, leaning down to sneer at the pinned arrancar, "I don't figure I will."
"In fact," she continued, reaching down to jerk Ulquiorra's head up, "I got a' better idea. See, Lisa's got these things... They're called dildos an' I think I just figured out the best way t' use 'em..."