What's the Story Morning Glory

With a tired sigh you rise up from the comfort of Ulquiorra’s warm embrace and into the icy grip of the early morning chill, your body shivering a bit but your mind ignoring it for now as you grumble, “God…well let’s go see what the ‘subjects’ are up to my queen…before they tear the whole house down.”

Ulquiorra giggles a bit but she is quick to join you, her slim and sensual transformed state allowing her to slip out of bed without so much as a whisper moments before she goes about and tries to gather the bits and pieces of her clothing from around the room. Finding that her uniform is in too many tatters to put together by herself, Ulquiorra calls for Thing, the small and disembodied hand miraculously pulling out a fresh new uniform for your lovely ‘Tish’ before disappearing with the scraps of her old white garb. It takes a bit for Ulquiorra to put on her new clothing, her new dimensions and the inclusion of her wings causing the old outfit to fit just a bit awkwardly. However, a few quick swipes of her claws and some sewing assistance from Thing and Ulquiorra is all set and ready to go, something that can’t be said for you, not by a long shot.

Standing over the tattered remains of your clothing you chuckle, glancing over towards Ulquiorra with a playful grin, “Wow Ulqui-chan, I didn’t realize it until now but I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone rip a pair of denim jeans to threads like that before~”

Ulquiorra, noticing the pile of scraps at you feet, blushes sheepishly, her black clawed fingers covering her blushing cheeks the best she can as she mutters, “I-I’m sorry John-kun…”

You chuckle, your body walking over and settling beside Ulquiorra before you give her a soft peck on the lips, “It’s alright my Queen, I find it rather flattering that you couldn’t even wait for me to remove my clothes.” With a playful growl you lean in closer, your tongue gently tracing over her mate mark as you sensuously moan, “truth be told, neither could I my beautiful Queen~”

Ulquiorra moans and her hands quickly grab hold of your bare shoulders, her clawed fingers just barely prickling at the skin as she pushes you away, her face blushing with a furious crimson as she lustfully whispers, “Careful my King…you Queen might just demand you never wear clothes again if you keep that up~”

Ulquiorra’s response causes you to smirk, flames of desire dancing in your eye as you speak, “I look forward to it…Ulqui-chan.”

Ulquiorra gulps loudly, her brilliantly blushing face turning away from yours as she squeaks out, “Th-Thing! B-Bring John-kun some clothes please!”

A bit more playful flirting later and Thing brings back a rather elegantly tailored suit, something that you didn’t even know you had but you certainly aren’t complaining. After dressing and giving Ulquiorra one last playful kiss you leave the library based room with your Queen of the night in tow…

Right into the middle of a war zone…