Dragon
Ulquiorra & Neliel

Ulquiorra stood on the windswept sands of the dark Hueco Mundo desert. He'd released his resurrection and his long black wings stood proudly behind and to the side. His bone fragment had reformed to two points on either side of his head. His hair was long in this form, it whipped in the wind. Even his clothing changed with the release. Now he was swathed in a long white robe. He stretched out his hands, and leaned into the wind, tensed to take flight.

Neliel used sonido to get behind the lithe, winged espada. "Ulquiorra," she spoke first, "I've not seen your resurrection form before."

"Neliel, where are your fraccion?"

"Is that all you wished to ask?"

Ulquiorra let his wings drop as he turned to face her, "What would you like to hear?" His voice was low and came out in a near monotone.

"How about 'Where were you'," She watched him with her liquid eyes the color of dusty topaz.

He stepped closer to the woman, his virulently green eyes traveling her lushly padded body, "Where were you?"

"Aizen-sama needed my help. I couldn't be there, and I'm sorry." She smiled sweetly, "You look like a dragon, Ulquiorra."

His heavy brows raised, his only sign of surprise, "That's not a description I've heard before."

She grinned at his expression. It was her biggest thrill to make this man express his emotions. She liked it all: anger, passion, and surprise. They were the parts of him that no one else had seen. In return, she got to wallow in the unrelenting tide of those emotions. They swirled and threatened to drown her, but she wouldn't give it up for anything. "Oh sure," she said with a lighthearted smile, "fearsome and elegant. I like this look on you."

He seized her chin in a strong hand, drawing her closer, "Dragon. I like that description. Dragons drag maidens back to their lairs do they not?"

She tried to nod, but her movement was restricted. She carefully swallowed and spoke, "Yes, I believe so." It came out stretched and low.

He relaxed his black nailed hand, and the other came up to make a frame of her face. Her long turquoise locks tangled with his white fingers like an exotic candy cane. He kissed her lightly on the mouth. She pressed closer and opened her lips to him. He took the invitation for all it was, his kiss was powerful and hungry. She moaned when they broke apart. His eyes were narrowed in passion now, "My lady, you have an appointment with a dragon." With that, he swept her ripe body into his arms, spread his leathery wings, and flew them back to his rooms.


AN/ This pair was requested by rainy-lullaby. Boy, was it getting hot in here? Um, yeah, this definitely could use further exploration! Thanks, lullaby! I'm still up for requests. Thank you for reading, and please feel free to drop a review.