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A Touch of Life, A Life of Touch (NSFW 18+)

Summary: Time to take a break from all the heavy stuff we saw in the most recent fics. Just some cute slice of life, sprinkled with some smutty loving goodness at the very end.

Warning: NSFW at the End!! Gender neutral reader but female anatomy referenced, Oral Sex, Penetrative sex, Thigh jobs, Khopesh and Lullaby just living their daily lives with plenty of affection in between.

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5:00 AM

A simple but effective beep beep beep, beep beep beep, wakes you the rest of the way from your peaceful slumber. Your phone alarm is going off.

You stretch, yawn, and take a drink from the water bottle at your bedside, along with some morning medication.

Time to start the day.

Brush teeth, fix hair, on with your work clothes. A month or so has passed and the days are decidedly more chilly. Another layer would suit you well you think, grabbing the jacket you're certain will Never be free from the loose hay in its pockets.

You pick up a few more things from the bedroom: a charger, your phone, your headphones...

"Mrfmph..." You hear a sleepy murmur in the bed behind you, and turn back with a warm smile.

Your Nightlord is sleeping on the other side of the bed, he'd come in and snuggled up to your sleeping form late in the night. Now it was your turn to be the one awake.

You lean over your Sweetness, and part of your yearns to crawl back into bed for just a few more minutes (that would turn into at Least a half hour making you rush the rest of your day) No, as cute as your Khopesh is you can't give in.

You press a tender kiss to the sleeping Nightlord. "I'll see you later my darling.~"

At least you Thought, he was sleeping. "Mmm-no.." You suddenly find yourself snatched! Grabbed! And bamboozled!

"Eep!" You shriek with surprise and Laughter. "Khopesh I gotta Go!" You chuckle, pushing  against the solid wall of purring muscle that's pulling you back into the warm covers. So toasty warm and nice.

"Mm-No, stay," he says simply, rubbing and nuzzling his face into yours. "Outside cold, Nest is Warm, stay..."

You kiss him softly. "The Horses are cold too. They need their breakfast." You coo. "And you need more rest before you start your base duties. I'll see you again soon."

"MrmmMmm," Khopesh grumbled, but acquiesced but only after demanding "One more kiss!"

As if you had any problem giving him every last one.

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6:15 AM

As you putter around getting things done at the barn; supplements in buckets, hay in the wagon, prep the beat pulp, divvy the alfalfa, grab the goat food...

Your eyes catch sight of a familiar group in white armor over at the fence near the road. You check your watch, you've got time for a quick hello.

"Hooooo! CAPTAIN!" You call out, causing the Space Marines in white helmets to turn. As you did often you grab a basket of apples, and other snacks and head to the fence.

The horses on your side approach you with interest, but you carefully weave around them with the basket on your shoulder.

"Horseman," Esen greets you, as you climb the fence and sit atop it. It brings you to eye level with the White Scars.

"Catch!" You toss an apple which the Captain does indeed catch easily. Then you pick up three more and break into a cascade juggling them. Toss! One for Batu, Toss! one for Ganbold, Toss! And one for Dölgöön all caught easily tossed from your hands.

"Well done," Batu cheers as he takes a bite of the juicy fruit. Dölgöön breaks his in half delicately, placing one half in his mouth, and giving the other half to one of your horses.

"You look well." Captain Esen remarks, simply holding onto his apple, before reaching up and ruffling your hair a bit.

"I feel pretty well too." You affirm, offering him the basket of snacks, which he does take from.

Ganbold squeezes his apple so the juice runs, somewhat messily, into his mouth. Before giving the crushed bits to your horse Tisane, who greedily ate them.

"Are you looking forward to our training today?" Dölgöön asks, in his usual restrained tone.

You nod. "Of course! I want to learn from as many people as I can." You say, offering him more from the basket. He takes a granola bar.

Unbeknownst to you when you'd been saved, Dölgöön had a measure of psychery. After the discovery of your mutation Anrir elected to inform him as well as the other marines who had saved you about your...development.

He needed to interview them to try and get a better understanding of what he believed was the catalyst for your bond mutation. So he figured he might as well enlist their help in psychery testing and your physical training regime.

It helped Karlsor and Claude not become over worked, and damaged by overusing their psychery.

"Hey! Don't forget me!" Ganbold says jovilaly. "We'll also be testing your physical improvements! I look forward to seeing how your trainers have done so far."

"Ah right," You agree, though part of you hopes it won't be as...bumpy as your first physical workout with an astarte.

"Okay first put on these weights. Now we're going to run. 30 laps around the base. Normally I'd make you do 50 but we're starting off easy."

"Uh...Pyrus..."

"What is it Trainee?"

"I can't move..."

The workouts overseen by Pyrus had been Much better after that. You know using weights your could actually...lift? Even letting you take time in the forge, he called those 'practical' lessons, which you performed eagerly.

"Pyrus has been good to me so far." You affirm. "But again, good to have multiple teachers. I'm looking forward to it...just not the soreness that will come after." You chuckle. "Anyway I've gotta get back to work. See ya'll later!"

You wave goodbye and take the basket back inside. Then you start tying the horses so they can be fed.

7:30 AM

You're waiting for the waters to fill, and you see another familiar sight. A large taciturn being in Grey black armor with hazard stripe pauldrons is fiddling with some pieces of scrap near your old decrepit barn.

You smile and make your way over, grabbing a few of the snacks you Know he likes.

"Malkos," you greet with a simple smile. He simply grunts, in acknowledgement.

"You know...my mother was just Raving about how I'd fixed up the goat's fence. Telling me what a Good Job I'd done." You chuckled. "I Almost felt bad when I had to tell her it wasn't me..."

Malkos gives you a huff and a side eye. "It was sub optimally constructed And falling apart, it was an affront to my eyes, that is all."

You nod. "Yep...thing was old as shit. But..." You bring the snacks from behind your back. "It's still appreciated."

The Iron Warrior eyes you for a moment, flicking up and down to the snacks before signing, and taking them from your hands.

You smile knowingly.

Malkos pointedly looks unimpressed, but he does take a bite of his snack. "I think I will next set to making an automatic water shutoff...I think you could use one."

You raise an eyebrow, before looking behind yourself and realizing the water was overflowing. "Oh Shit!" You run full pelt back so you can turn it off.

Malkos makes sure you can't see him while he does, but he allows himself a Small smile at your antics.

Silly Human.

8:45 AM

You're finishing up the tasks in the barn, but you do need a little hustle, you need to leave for work around 9:15 am. You haul ass with a wheelbarrow Full of manure to the piles out back.

You're just about to upend the barrel, when the soft ground beneath you begins to shift and shake. "Woah! WoaH WOAH!"

"RAAAAWR!" A familiar smell breaks through the soil along with its source, you stumble but don't fall as the large green Death Guard surprised you.

"Boo!" He says once he is more visible and sitting upright.

"Xerxes!" You chastise without any real bite. "You should've let me know I was stepping on you. I could've put my foot in your mouth." You joke.

This causes Xerxes's two mouths to chuckle. "I am glad...to... see you in...Good spirits. I will visit...the base later...would you show me...your progress in psychery?"

You nodded. "Of course! I'd be happy to have you come by and see what we're working on."

Xerxes nods. "I will...look forward to...it..." He breathes.

"By the way could up wait here. There's something I want to give you." You say, before making a quick run back into the barn and finding It. 

You run back out to the Death Guard and you see him And the mouth on his gut perk up at the sight of a take out box in your hand. "Took a while but this one's got Real soupy, I mean it was a soup to begin with But I think its been sitting around enough to be Just Your Taste." You say unveiling the Salamander Spicy Ramen that wasn't to Khopesh's preference.

Or what's left of it. Over a month of aging had left it in a Poor State for anyone...except a Death Gaurd.

Xerxes clapped happily. "Marvelous! Rotten...Fetid and.... Marvelous! Thank you..." He said, eagerly taking the offered food and trying some.

"Hrrrrrm, the heat....is still there beneath.... the miasma....lending it...a greater depth...of Flavor!" He slurped up the 'food' greedily.

"Enjoy!" You say, tipping the wheelbarrow and hustling back inside. You waved to Xerxes as you went about your final tasks for the barn work.

10:00 AM

Khopesh finally stirs from his sleep, and goes about his own routine of prep. Nightlords are primarily Nocturnal, but their placement here on Ancient Terra has made them need to. ..adjust a bit.

He brushes and polishes his sharp teeth to a shine. Before donning his armor. He needs to make his way to the base for...kitchen duty.

Khopesh huffs, the work is Important, it is teaching him restraint so he does not accidentally harm his Lullaby. And the food access is another perk though Zaarius was Firm that he was only allowed so much extra.

Khopesh exits his nest (a repurposed section of the outside garage so he could have larger private quarters, his Vada had taken to the task eagerly, though it Did leave a bit less room for his hobby of car repair...until he'd expanded that as well.) He takes in the cool of the morning. The light on his Vada and Muti's home is beautiful, with his Helmet to block the painful rays to his eyes. He looks towards his Lullaby's home and sees their vehicle is gone.

Ah yes, they have a shift at their part time job this day of the week. But! He Will see them later.

He bids a quick but loving farewell to his Vada and Muti (swiping a quick bit of breakfast on his way) then starts towards Gannett Point.

3:40 PM

"Okay...so you need to look at the overall chemical equation," you say pointing to the writing at the top of the white board. "And then compare it to the step wise ones down here. The idea is to eliminate anything that doesn't appear in the final equation, and to do that we need to rearrange the equations so the things we want to eliminate appear on both a product and reagent side." You explain. "Appearing as the product of one equation and the reagent of another means the species is an Intermediate, so it gets made and then gets used up." You say to the student.

"Here, O2 appears as a reagent here, and a product here." You say, pointing to the step wise equations. "So you can cross it out."

"Oh yeah...and then...can I eliminate This one too, because we flipped on of the equations and this species is on both sides too."

"That is absolutely correct!" You say cheerfully. "Just don't forget the Enthalpy of the reaction will change it's sign. You're reversing the process so the direction of the heat flow will also reverse."

"Cool cool, thanks! I think I'm starting to get it better now." Your student nods, and begins gathering their things.

"Glad to help," you say, starting to wipe down the white board. You need to get ready to leave too, it's almost the end of your shift.

You give your coworkers a cheerful goodbye, and begin to make your way out of the tutoring center.

"Big plans for today?" Your coworker Malcom asks, a big jovial nerdy fellow with glasses and beard. He was like a cool older brother or uncle, and always bought snacks for people on their birthdays, and to the tutoring center in general.

You shake your head. "Not really, just going to visit the Gannett Point base. By the way how's Geltech doing?"

Geltech being Malcom's tech marine, and equally nerdy, they were a perfect match for eachother's hobbies and interests. Malcom nods, "He's been doing well, he's been a big help with refining my skills with differential equations."

You nod. "That's good! I'll see you tomorrow. Tell Gel hi for me." You say, walking out at a fast pace. Only because you couldn't run indoors, even though you Wanted to get to the base soon. You were eager for your training, And to see your boo.

4:10 PM

Khopesh regarded the object on the table before him with Extreme focus. His other attempts were set on a wire rack, they were acceptable generally but this one had to be Perfect.

He picked up the piping bag full of tart cream, and began to squeeze. The mixture flowed easily, but held it's shape. His arms handled the delicate task with practice but not easy.

Steady...steady. Fill Almost to the brim of the tart cup but not above!

Once the yellow cream was handled, Khopesh grabbed his next items. Fresh and beautiful pieces of fruit. He arranged them with precision, then reached for the Final ingredient.

A piping bag of a simple clear syrup, he dabbed an elegant finish onto the fruits which made them glisten. It was...

"Perfect," Zaarius comes up behind him to examine his work.

"Indeed it is quite the pretty tart, well done." The Noise Marine hums. "Anrir was right to recommend this, your hand eye coordination has improved ten fold since you started."

"Thank you Older Cousin," Khopesh replies, before carefully placing his special creation in a box for later. "I simply hope my Lullaby adores it."

Zaarius chuckles at that. "They have one of the most sharpened sweet tooths I've ever witnessed. I'm sure they'll love it."

Zaarius also glances over the Other fruit tarts that will be served in the cafeteria tonight as dessert. "I see you've produced the 20 trays I requested." He nods. "Excellent, I will store these appropriately."

Khopesh nods. "We have made the preparations for the main courses, the sides and the desserts. And my duty time is nearly complete...is there anything else you require of me?"

Zaarius hums. "Not at this time. What will you be doing next?"

Khopesh grins. "Training, promised certain...sparring partners I'd help them work out some stress." He says, not totally untrue.

Zaarius nods. "In that case, you may leave your special tart on the red colored high shelves in the pantry. They are temperature controlled and it is unlikely anyone will disturb it. And if anyone tries I will remove their fingers."

Khopesh smiles with delight. "Excellent! Thank you cousin!" He trots off to do just that.

5:00 PM

"Again, let the power flow." Dölgöön says.

You sit, in mediation, you've been going back and forth between physical and psychic training. It was meant to not only build your body, but force you to use your power even after difficult physical strain.

And it Was difficult, running, push-ups, burpees, squats, climbing over obstacles; putting you through a battery of exercises then having you spend your rest periods testing your powers.

Anrir was also overseeing, taking notes, and having both Dölgöön and Karlsor comment on the visual aspect you couldn't see.

You had begun to notice certain sensations though. You could now feel the subtle shift when power was Moving, you even had a decent sense of its direction.

You also found it flowed Down the gradient, aka Psychery flows from where it is concentrated to where it is not.

Ganbold seemed to shiver a bit as you held both his and Dölgöön's hands. As the non psycher, the energy flowed Through you, to him. Psychic conductor, Anrir had called it.

"Ganbold, describe the sensation you are experiencing." Anrir asks.

Ganbold shifts a bit in place. "Feels like...impatience," he calls back. "Like I barely feel the flow itself...but I feel what its doing to me. I feel like I need to run. Not from fear...but because I Want to." He explains, his foot fidgeting a bit.

"And you, Dölgöön?"

The quieter of the two White Scars takes a moment. "I feel...at ease," He states. "My power is being siphoned, but in its place I feel a sense of calm. Like a buzzing energy is being soothed or removed."

"Fascinating...Lullaby, can you try to...intentionally move more power from Dölgöön to Ganbold?"

"Like push it to flow faster...let me see," you close your eyes and though your arms are still sore you focus. You imagine the subtle flow you feel moving faster, like pulling a spool of thread more quickly. You even tense your muscles as if you were pulling.

You feel your Own energy go up, much like it had with Pyrus. So maybe you need to Also Push so the energy doesn't just stay put.

You focus on the arm held by Ganbold, and imagine Pushing the flow faster and harder, your muscles tense accordingly and-

Zap! "Oh!"

Well that was new. "We got another Zap Anrir!" You call to the Nightlord who's documenting.

Karlsor dims his warp sight and confirms the same. "More power came in when they pulled, had a brighter glow and shit. Then the bigger glow got pushed out when they well...pushed and it seemed to Spark when it made contact with Ganbold. There was a constant flow of the...less fuckin concentrated energy going on too, pulling the bigger glow ball didn't stop the overall flow of psychery." He says.

"Incredible," Anrir mutters with a...somewhat disconcerting look on his face. "Was the zap caused by pushing energy Too fast or because the recipient was not a Psycher? More testing will need to be conducted with partners of different And similar psychic ability..."

Beep beep beep, a timer goes off, and you  suppressed a groan. "Well either way that's your break. Let's get back on the beat with upper body!" Ganbold declares...clearly receiving a boost and going to make it your problem.

You got a small boost from that too, even felt a Little less sore. Primary word being a Little.

"Okay! Let's go!" You huff standing back up on your legs that only protested slightly.

Xerxes, true to what he said, watches beside Anrir. You'd greeted him when he'd come in though there was a moment of awkwardness.

"I'm not going to have chaos psychery flowing into me, even If the conduit is you. I am sorry Horseman, but I will not take the risk." Dölgöön said.

Not like you could argue. If he wasn't comfortable he wasn't comfortable. Xerxes didn't seem bothered at least. "Ahh...no need for fret...Grandfather's gifts are meant...to be received with...open arms...I would not...and Will not force you..." He grinned, Dölgöön and Ganbold grimaced, but did not make comment about him staying to observe.

He does make a comment to Anrir. "Have you tested...if the warp power can be forced...Against the gradient...towards the greater psycher rather than flowing away?"

Anrir hummed. "That will be another test we will need to line up. When are you best available to participate if needed."

As the two chat, and Karlsor reclines, you focus on your bicep curls, keeping mind to your form while the White Scars count your reps.

5:45 PM Elsewhere in the Base

Lightning claws crackled as they made comment with the White Scar captain's blade, causing a shower of sparks to light the sparring floor. Khopesh pulled back and struck again, letting his savage and feral instincts as a Nightlord lead him to try and overwhelm his opponent.

It seemed to work for a moment, Captain Esen steped back, but as Khopesh mobilized to put the Captain off his feet, he was struck with a Powerful counter to his side.

Khopesh rolled and sprung again. The Captain locks his blade into the Claws. This time Khopesh pulls one back, attempting to catch the Captain under the arm while the others are locked.

Only to get a rude awakening, when the Captain takes one hand from his Chain Sword! Uses the Momentum to force Khopesh's locked Claw down, catches the swinging Lighting claw with his armored foreman and Pulls Khopesh into a brutal Headbutt.

Even through armor that Stings like a mother fucker, Khopesh reals back and it about to go for another pounce even while dizzy.

Ding ding! The round bell sounds, Khopesh pulls himself back, and Captain Esen sheaths his sword.

"Your instincts will get you Killed against a Custodian Scout." Esen says gruffly. "You need more tactics, to go with that feral energy. If you give them the opening you gave me you're liable to just get batted aside, and killed."

Khopesh pulls off his helmet and spits the blood from his mouth. "Again then! The more I fight the better I will be! I Must Be Better!" He proclaims.

"Hydration First," Batu insists, handing one each to the combatants. Khopesh chugs his greedily. Esen also drinks, but it is a bit more controlled.

"That's what is needed most Scout." Malkos says, coming into the ring. "If we are to accomplish our goal or simply Survive we must all Be Better than we are now. But you cannot become better if you stick to the same tactics...if you can even call them that."

Khopesh huffed, loathing that the Iron Warrior is correct. Malkos glances to Esen and Batu, they'd all partaken in various bouts, and pairings. It was an exercise to expose them to the fighting styles of their allies, and make them more capable in the face of their great enemy.

"We will work on it. For now let us pivot to more...general training. I'll be deactivating all our armors, 50 laps around the base Move it!"

Khopesh nods, he can do that. He Can become a better outright fighter...he Has to incase the plan they create hits a snag and he's forced to duel the Custodes alongside his allies. He Has to be better

He Has To Be.

6:30 PM

You lug your tired body out of the training room. Sore, exhausted but...feeling good all things considered.

You're going to be awful sore tomorrow, but you'll be stronger Too and you really like that idea.

Strong like your Khopesh, you think...well no you'd never get anywhere close to that but you could be the strongest You and that is a fine goal to aspire to.

As you walk along your see a familiar head of short dark hair. He's walking alongside two other familiar backs.

"Claude!" You call out, which causes the Raven/Nightlord Primaris to turn around. His face lights up when he sees who's called him.

"Lullaby!" He trots back to you, and you meet him half way. The others have turned, and indeed its Cedric and Jophiel. "You smell of sweat, and are walking with restrained movements...have you just come from training?"

You nod your head. "Yep, I got Worked over today, both mind and body." You say as you walk alongside the Primaris, careful to not spew any...classified info in a public hallway. "Ganbold and Dölgöön put together one Hell of a workout. I still love working with Pyrus of course, but since he's on a date with Satyr it worked out to have multiple teachers. I was just heading to the cafeteria to meet Khopesh, he said he had a surprise for me."

"We are going there as well." Cedric chimes in. "Would you like to walk with us?" You don't immediately notice the way Jophiel's expression...changes when Cedric offers, you're just happy to see them.

"Sure! Hope you don't mine me being a little slower...even more than usual." You say jokingly.

"I can carry you if you'd like?" Claude offers.

You're about to respond, but Jophiel suddenly gets Claude's attention. There's a brief exchange in Gothic, which you don't have much recognition with. (Karlsor Has taught you some...colorful words but none of them pop up here.)

Claude actually looks...a little frustated, and Jophiel simply puts his hands up as of saying 'fine fine.' A knot forms in the pit of your stomach, you have a (surely irrational...surely) feeling that the exchange was...about you.

"Ah...it's okay if ya'll...want to go on ahead. I'll catch up." You offer, rubbing your arm awkwardly.

Claude gives Jophiel a Look, before turning back to you. "Nonsense, you deserve a break with all the hard work you've put in. Here." He offers you his ceramite glad forearm.

Well...you might as well. You carefully seat yourself, and Claude picks you up. You think you look a bit like a bird riding on its owner's forearm, but it is more comfortable than walking right now.

The cafeteria comes into view before long with a particular head of long hair standing outside it. "Khopesh!" You call out, full of happy energy to Finally see your boo after a long day.

The Nightlord whips his head, and sees your group approaching. "Lullaby!" He responds, picking up his speed so he can meet you.

Rather than setting you down, Claude carefully hands you off to Khopesh who embraces you with a tight, but not painful embrace. The warmth and closeness feels like the perfect balm on your aching muscles.

Khopesh exchanged greetings with the Primaris who then decide to go get in line for food. You give Claude one last hug, and even see Ced looking a bit...wanting?

So you offer one. "Would you be okay with one too Ced?"

"Ah...well..." The Apothecary in training looks a little awkward, even glances at Jophiel who...still doesn't look exactly...pleased. "I will have a brief one, as I am very hungry." He decides eventually so you have one.

Jophiel...part of you doesn't want to ask but also you'd feel rude for not- "I Am...not much for hugs. Thank you though." Oh thank God he beat you to it. Though...still feels a little uncomfortable.

But you push that aside...even though part of you feels like a month should be enough time to...maybe warm up to you? Even just a little?

Pushing aside, your Khopesh needs attention.

"How was your day Sweetness?" You ask after a few kisses too of course.

"Long and Aaaaaagonizing without you! My Lullaby." He purrs. "But productive...I suppose. I aided Brother Cousin Zaarius with tonight's dinner menu!"

"You did? That's so cool! Did you help with everything or just some things? I wanna try the stuff you made..." You say eagerly joining the lines for food.

Khopesh smiles, just a little smugly. "First is the poultry legs with a Raspberry glaze," He stated grabbing a Huge leg for you...must be turkey. "Then the delightful mixed veggetables sauted with Italian seasoning, and cannot forget the sweet potato fries!"

"Love me some sweet potato fries." You agreed. Khopesh grabbed much the same items as you just in bigger portions.

"And for dessert I must ask you to wait on grabbing anything my sweet Lullaby."

You glanced at the fruit tarts, "But they look so Good!"

"They are acceptable...but they are not Perfect." He hums, you don't understand what he means but you follow anyway to a table so you two can eat.

Throughout dinner you discuss your days more. You devour the turkey leg eagerly and the warmth of the sweet potato fries, and the delicious veggies fills the gnawing hunger in your belly. "This is amazing! You did so good!"

Khopesh smiles, you can see his blushing cheeks. "Thank you my darling but there is One more course for tonight's meal. Please wait here."

He makes a quick trip into the kitchen and returns with a small box, which he places before you.

"And the final Course for the evening..." He states with fanfair before opening the box to reveal...another Fruit Tart? It's looks Very good but you're slightly confused, until Khopesh elaborates. "This was the most Perfect one I made today, and I wanted You to have it."

You Feel Your Heart Melting. "Ooooh Khopesh!" You bring your Nightlord into a hug, and give your precious a smooch on his forehead head. "Its beautiful! I love it!"

You carefully take the tart from its box, and bring it up to your mouth. The first bite brings a burst of sweet creamy flavor, complimented by the slight acidity in the fruits, and the mildness of the crumbly pie like crust. You hum with happiness. "So good!" You hold up the tart to him. "It's your perfect tart too. I want you to have some." You say. "You deserve it."

Khopesh's blush deepens and he stammers a bit. "Ah well I appreciate it my Lullaby but..."

"I already snacked on quite a few tarts today...I Was in the kitchen and there Were quite a few that didn't make the cut for the  dessert line."

Oh...that makes sense. "Oh I see, okay well I'll enjoy this for both of us then!" You say, happily eating and savoring your special treat as Khopesh watches with satisfaction.

"You know..." You posit, bringing yourself closer to your Nightlord. "I still think you deserve a Reward for all your hard work today. Mind if I treat you to some other dessert...in say...your room after Dinner?"

Khopesh looks confused for a moment, then the realization dawns. "Oh...sweet Lullaby...how could I Ever say no?"

You smile, your own blush flushing your skin and your core tingling with anticipation. "I hope you find me sweet enough, Sweetness..."

8:00 PM

"...ulp! ulp! Ulp! Ulp! ULP mm-sLLLUUUUUUP."

"Oh, OooOh Lul-lu-byyyy...!"

You grinned, as well as you were able with a prick in your mouth. Slurping, licking, kissing, even a teeny tiny bit -

"Ack! Ooooh~" Of nibbling. Just a bit.

"Mmmmmm...." You hummed with satisfaction, and to further pleasure your Nightlord.

Khopesh leaned back on his dark bedding; tangling one hand into his own hair, the other rested on your head. Your own body rests chest down between his powerful scarred  legs.

Well...maybe rests is the wrong word. You have Very important work at hand.

Namely making sure your Sweet Khopesh feels loved and pleasured Properly.

"Mmmm-mwahhhslllp!" You pulled your lips from his cock with a delightful amount of suction, as your hand continued to stroke up and down his shaft.

"Oh yes! Y-es!" Bingo, wet warmth splattered over your lips and mouth, just as you wanted.

"Mmm" You hum contentedly, tapping and swiping your tongue cheekily over the head of Khopesh's cock while the Nightlord reclines with slightly heightened breaths.

Delicious, your mind purrs. Not the cum, that's mostly acrid and bitter.

"You look so good Sweetness," You coo, pushing yourself up and crawling up his body till you and Khopesh are chest to chest.

You wipe a bit of the cum from your lips, but you don't waste it. You Know he loves when you mark yourself with his scent. So you lap the acrid gene fluid off your fingers, wiping the rest on your neck, and down your chest.

"Mmm...Mine." Khopesh purred with approval, pulling you closer for a kiss.

"Yours," You affirm, grinding back and forth slowly but firmly so your damp flesh traces over his sickened girth.

"PrrrrrrrrrRRRrrrrRrrrRRRRRRRR!"

SMaCk! "Eep!" You feel your cheeky sweet lay a grasping slap onto your round soft ass cheeks, making you squeak. "Naughty thing," You fake chastise. "I Just sucked you off and you're already pressing my pussy down so you can get off again, insatiable!"

"HmmrrrrrrMm?" Khopesh didn't respond with words, but instead gave you his own cheeky pout back. As if saying, 'but don't I Deserve it?' Trying to look cute, while not being able to hide the smug smile turning up the corners of his mouth. His arm placed casually behind his head also didn't help his ploy to look Needy.

You huff, again without any real annoyance. "Fine, have your fun Sweetness." You whisper, bringing your hands up to tangle in the long dark hair you loved so much. You press your lips to his as you continue to grind, before whispering in his ear. "Have your fill~"

"Gladly!" He growled, and suddenly your world went sideways, and upside down. Your focus returned with you on your back against the velvet dark sheets, your Nightlord leering above you with hunger in his eyes.

You felt your stomach flip nervously, but also with delightful anticipation. Would he ravish you with his mouth or fuck you with his flushed dripping member.

You didn't have to wait long to find out, seems all your teasing had left him impatient. Gripping your wrists and sides with almost enough force to bruise, he pulls you onto his cock with almost no mercy. You let out a pathetic whining moan at the stretch and you briefly remember how grateful you are he insisted on fingering you pre-blowjob.

But rather than immediately setting to fucking your brains out, Khopesh simply let's out a languid sigh underscored by his vibrating purrs.

Ah...now you understand, you think bleary from pleasure. The Nightlord lays atop you (carefully, with mind not to squish you with his full weight) and rather than rough pounding he instead grinds, pulling out only slightly before pressing back into your silky wet depths.

Plap, plap, plap, plap

The soft sounds from your joining heighten your arousal, and you feel the urge to squirm and grind. Closer, you want to be closer.

But being held and used like its also- so So arousing.

"Mm! Mm! Mm MM! MmMM!!!" Your peak hits, driven by the grinding warmth and closeness. You clench and tense and tremble.

"L-lullaby! Yes, yes Yeeeeeeees~" You glance up, Khopesh looks wrecked, sweaty, and Needy and so So Close. His hair is disarray, his pale skin glowing, his eyes looking drunk and doped up on pleasure, his Tongue is even hanging out and you can see his adorable little fangs. (Little?? They're the size of arrow heads.)

Even in your restrained state you wriggle  angle yourself up, trying desperately to meet him for a kiss. "Kiss! Wana kisshyu!" You slur breathlessly, that causes your Sweet one to smile.

Sharp shiny teeth so Pretty, want to feel their bite~

Khopesh's grin doesn't falter, and neither does his pace, now in fact it gets faster. You think you're climbing again. "Of course! My Love! My Lullaby! Mine Mine Mine Mine!" He gasps, swallowing your pleas with his lips.

You moan and kiss and your eyes roll back when his tongue sweeps forcefully into your mouth. Being joined and aligned, skin to skin, body to body is what pushes you both over the edge.

"Mm! MM! MMM!" You moan through a full mouth as Khopesh let's out a snarling groan for his own pleasure, pushing as far as he can go so his milky warmth fills you at your deepest place.

You love him being so close.

Plap, plap..plap...plap...

The aftershocks last a while, with Khopesh's pace slowing with them. "Mmm-mmm...mwa..." You two finally discontent from eachother's lips, and you actually think you taste a little blood.

Whether it's from your chapped lips or his teeth cutting them your can't tell, and as long as you're not losing a gallon you don't really mind.

"Mmm...Sweetness..." You whine, wriggling just a little, he's still got your arms pinned to your sides. "Wanna hold you...please?" You plea, putting all your left over energy into your want for closeness; as if Khopesh wasn't still basically laying on top of you.

"Rrrrrrrr- Of course dear one...." Khopesh hums, clearly more relaxed than he had been Before the encounter.

Fuck yeah, mission accomplished. You think happily, as your Nightlord gathers you up in his arms.

"Hmmm, Sweetness..." You mumble, nuzzling up close as your body cools, and heart slows.

Your sweetness...Your Khopesh. You shift a little, so your face is pressed to your Nightlords skin.

"Hm...what is it my Lul-OH!"

You bite, suck and the lick a hickey onto Khopesh's clavicle. "Mine..." You mumble, still a bit dopey and floaty.

You hear Khopesh exhale, then laugh with delight. "Yours..." He affirms, snuggling closer.

After a while, the wet turns to an uncomfortable stickiness. "Hey Sweetness," You say, now back to your mostly normal voice, though a Little raw from taking him into your throat. "Can we hit the showers? I'm feeling crusty."

Khopesh smiles. "Of course Lullaby." He purrs, carefully stepping down from his bed with you still held safely in his arms.

The warm water feels like Heaven on your tired body. You take turns lathering eachother with soap, massaging sore muscles, washing hair and rinsing.

Soon you're wrapped in fluffy towels and being carried back to Khopesh's base bed. You'd prepared appropriately and had water and your medicines with you.

You kiss your love sweetly, now dressed in clean dry pajamas. "Goodnight Sweetness." You coo, already drifting.

"Sleep Well my Darling, Lullaby." Khopesh returns, running long pale fingers through your hair.

For now, in this moment, all is right in the world.

[queenofthedork]

[suppenzeit]

the shape of xerxes

[knuxtiger4]

Finally got the Zullux children's human form all drawn out! Now I just need to do their hybrid forms and true forms like I did with Renya and Tenno.

Below is some lore for everyone!

Queen Renya (68)- Gentle, motherly, curious.  One of the last surviving children of Queen Basilia.  She has a much different opinion on how the Zullux should be as she spent time in the Uma Research Facility.  This helped shape that the Zullux are not as aggressive and trying to find a balance of lycans to Zullux.  She seems to almost have a soft spot for the lycanthropes in the city.  She is in an interesting relationship with King Tenno.

King Tenno (64)- Stoic, serious and straight to the point.  Tenno was created by the Uma Research Facility in order to protect the future of the Zullux, Queen Renya.  Tenno is not the type to joke around or mess with.  She views the Zullux as the apex predator and needs to make sure to uphold the Queen’s orders and to keep the Zullux hidden.  She is not against throwing hands or eating people.  

Female Zullux Children

Sultana (45)- Aggressive, mean, loud.  Believe Lycans are nothing more than cattle and has been experimenting keeping lycan as “cattle” because she believes its the right way versus her mother’s viewpoint.  Works as the mayor’s assistant in Uma in order to keep an eye on her and make sure Elienor doesn’t do anything rash.

Lareina (45)- Gentle and soft-spoken.  Polite and shows interest in the people.  Oversees the Zullux, keeps tabs on everything going on within Versteck.  Wants her mother dead as well secretly.  Wants to kill the queen off because she wants to uplift the lycan to be just as strong as the Zullux and give both sides to be free to show themselves in the public eye.  She works as a councilwomen in Victoria.

Mair (36)- Full of herself and has an ego the size of Versteck itself!  She is a supermodel that can get whatever she wants and uses that to her advantage.  She doesn’t really associate with her siblings and she doesn’t hunt when she can just feed off her fans.  She definitely has a smoking hot body!

Xuxa (31)- Owns the Full Moon Diner in the Fenris district.  She is a hard worker that puts on a front at the diner to hide herself.  She has been eyeing up Freya and the Black Wolves as she gathered intel on them being Zullux hunters.

Sirikit (31)- Flirty and cunning.  Loves to talk to people as a way to get to them and find out personal details.  Goes by the name of “Kit” for short. Works as a bartender in the Fenris district at the Full Moon Saloon.

Zhenga (28)- Quiet and shy.  She usually stays back at the nest to care for her younger siblings and zullux.  When outside she works as a gardener in the Lionel district.  She works with Wolfsbane which has plants in some areas in the nest to avoid lycans from entering the nest.

Averna (28)- Manipulative, studies people, does what people do to the point she can mimic people.  Smart. Sleeps around with people. Singer of “Rage Against Humanity”, a rock band that plays in Victoria.  

Elissa (22)- Straightlaced.  Keeps her wits about her and knows when the fight might be too much.  Keep her sister Averna in check constantly. Tactical. Guitarist of “Rage Against Humanity”. 

Khari (22)- Curious about the world.  Gentle, kind and polite.  Has the goal of trying to find a way that the zullux and lycans can co-exist.  Gained freedom from the zullux entirely, she doesn’t know why or how.  She works at the White Wolf Diner in Uma by the university.

Ina (16)- Outgoing and curious of the world.  She stays back at the nest with the queen as she feels she is not ready for the world just yet.  She has snuck out quite a few times due to her curiosity. Her and Ada are never apart.

Ada (16)- Very reserved and keeps to herself.  She stays back at the nest with the Queen due to her being too young.  She’s a little more nervous on the outside but has tagged along with Ina when she has explored.  Her and Ina are never apart.

Male Zullux Children

Moloch (42)-Aggressive and serious.  Works as a police chief for the Versteck Police and uses pure intimidation to stop people.  Actually a good cop though and understands fighting lycans is a handful.  Very much supports Sultana’s endeavors with her plans and her goals.

Qaiser (42)- Book smart and clever.  He is very interested in the cultures of the lycan and because of this sided with Lareina with her goals.  Works as a doctor in Basilia, he actually helps a lot of people there have access to a doctor for low cost.

Kiros (36)- Arrogant and smooth talking.  He runs a fight club hidden in the sewers called “The Queen’s Gauntlet” where lycan comes to fight below.  The lycan there know what he is but follow the code of fight club to not speak about fight club.

Xerxes (36)-Full of himself and is best described as cocky.  Has deep scars running on him due to fighting.  He owns a strip club in the Basilia district by the name of Skin Deep.

Shoa (28)- Serious in nature and a skilled tracker.  He does a lot of odd jobs around the city to help in keeping tabs of events in Versteck.  Doesn’t currently have a job he’s settled in with.  

[levinbolts]

let those fools be loud, let alarms ring out 'cause you cut through all the noise

plus a lil bonus chompy chomp that i didn't finish editing bc it would have killed the vibe

[bleedingichorhearts]

I'm just a little cum dump for my favorite big men. 🤪

𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲

𝕬𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗: Oh, oh lordy. I hope you know how many there is so far. Though, who exactly are your favorites? Apologies, this became something a little more.

𝕿𝖆𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖉: @kit-williams, @egrets-not-regrets, @gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan, @sleepyfan-blog.

𝕬𝖈𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜𝖑𝖊𝖉𝖌𝖊: This has some name and attribute spoilers of my created characters. Which also means these characters can change their… preferences.

TW // SMUT/NSFW, Overstimulation, Breeding, Marking/Biting, Mating Press, Tentacles, Cockbuldge, Cockwarming, Body Worship, Non/Dubcon, Shower/Water Sex, Massage, Size Difference, Pregnancy, Double Penetration, Bondage, Lactation, Corruption? Controlled Orgasm? Semi-Public, Scent Kink, Google Translate.

|°ᴛᴀɢ ʟɪꜱᴛ ᴀᴘᴘʟɪᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ°| |°ɪᴄʜᴏʀ’ꜱ ᴀᴏ3°| |°𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕃𝕚𝕤𝕥°|

𝔸𝕕𝕖𝕡𝕥𝕦𝕤 ℂ𝕦𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕕𝕖𝕤:

Celsus(Shadow Keeper):

Celsus is a quiet one. In fact, most of these Custodes are. Though, Celsus usually gets to you first, staining your sensitive walls with his seed. He’ll groan like a phantom when he does, looking down at your overly sensitive form. His hands massaging your thighs as he angles you to where his cum pools above your folds. His cock still twitching inside of you.

“Throne, little one, let me cum inside of you once more.”

Atlas(Aquilan Shield):

Atlas is always around, it how you get double penetration sometimes. It’s also how you get pinned in semi-public places. Atlas preferably likes to take you alone, but when you call for him? He is there, ready to provide for you. Ready to stuff you so full of him, that his cum coats the inside of your thighs and drips from your hole; onto the dirty ground. You’ll have to completely rely on him to protect you, to take care of you and take you back home when you tap out.

“Shhhh, little one. You called for me, let me take care of you.”

Pythios(Dread Host):

Pythios wouldn’t hesitate to put you in your place and he won’t stop until you tell him to, or if you are too cock drunk on him, they have enough (a lot) of logic to stop. Though, when stuffing you, he’s a “little” messy. His cum creating a milky web between your thighs, folds and his cock, but he likes to clean you up afterwards whether by tongue or cloth. He also likes how exhausted you look by his cock that still rests inside of you, cockwarming you.

“You are stubborn, little one. Let me take care of that.”

Horos(Solor Watch):

Horos is the kind one, always watching from a distance, but when it’s his moment to stuff you he’s pulling you into a mating press. His form curling around you as both of your thighs are covered with his cum. Yet again, he doesn’t stop until you tap out. So the squelch of each thrust is audible around you when you whine and clench around him so deliciously.

“Please, little one, let me fill your needs.”

Sabinus(Emissary Imperatus):

Sabinus is the first one to know of your needs before you do and his brethren, he’s already providing for you. His cock inching between your cum coated folds with a squelch. Your hands gripping up at his shoulders, clawing, squeezing at him as you feel so full of him, so full of his seed. The sheets will smell like him, even after you wash them.

“Good little one. You are doing so well.”

𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕜 𝔸𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕝:

Ruslan:

Ruslan would put you in an angle and tie you up at his mercy to mate press you and nuzzle at your neck, loving your scent while he’s stuffing you over and over again. It felt oh so sinful of him, but he can’t stop. You smell so good, look so good with his cum staining your fluttering walls. He just has to fill you up, inhale your scent to make you all his all over again.

“You are my sin, Маленькой ангел(Little angel.)”

𝔼𝕞𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕠𝕣𝕤 ℂ𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕟:

Ambrosius:

Ambrosius is going to have you tied to the bed. He isn’t taking his chances when you left him with a note the first time you’ve met. You are staying and taking his cock, his seed. He’ll continue to paint your walls until you are babbling at him, mewling at him. Unable to say anything as he takes in the scene before him with his eyes. His cum continuously leaking down his cock from your hole and onto his balls.

“Mmmm, I’m going to love to paint, to fill you, petite rose(little rose.)”

𝕊𝕡𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕎𝕠𝕝𝕧𝕖𝕤:

Lycus:

Lycus loves to curl around you and put you up into a mating press. Biting and nipping at you while driving his cock through your slick folds at an eager pace. Loving the feeling of his cum squelching around his cock while he breeds you. He can’t help, but latch onto your shoulder every time he pumps your womb full of his future pups.

“Throne, you tease me with that fertile hole of yours, Little wolf.”

𝔹𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝔸𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕝𝕤:

Amadeus:

Amadeus is a little tricky one, but every once in a blood moon he has you stuffed to the brim with his cum. His long life of not having to rail his little bonded hitting him like The Red Thirst. He’ll put you in a mating press and bite into your shoulder, the wicked combo making his eyes flutter and his cock twitch to fill you up the upteenth time this… day? Week?

“Vita mea(My life), please, stay still. I only wish to bring you my pleasure upon you.”

𝕀𝕣𝕠𝕟 ℍ𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕤:

Sviatoslav:

Sviatoslav will stuff you so good you won’t remember what the hell happened before he railed you. You’ll be cockdrunk and cockwarmed through his process of stuffing you and he knows all the best way to make you cum more than him. Don’t try to get him to stuff you either, he’s the one controlling this, alright?

“Stop fighting me, Маленький целитель.(little healer).”

𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 𝔼𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤:

Spartak:

Spartak can be brutal if he wants to be. Especially when you run away from him. He’ll overstimulate you so badly with his cock you don’t even know what world you were in, you keep fading in and out. Your tears of pleasure blurring your vision. Not to mention that the nest is a mess. Covered in his semen, including you. You’re covered, filled with his seed, his scent. So, if you go off running on him again they will know who you belong to and you won’t get away so easily from him.

“Stop running away from me, Маленький мир(little world.)”

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 𝔾𝕦𝕒𝕣𝕕:

Blasius:

Blasius loves to breed you. He wants to see you swollen, round, and pregnant with his seed after each round he puts you through. He’ll desperately try and keep you stuffed by shoving putting his tentacles in your fertile hole or even angling you downwards in order to keep his seed inside of you, and if some leaks out? No matter, he still has plenty more to give you.

“Just one more little mate, just one more, you can do it.”

𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕕 𝔹𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕣𝕤:

Rasul & Zazir:

Rasul & Zazir are always together and they will worship you together. Massaging your sensitive skin, your chest, your wet folds. Have their lips on you at all times. Nibbling and sucking on those breasts of yours, hoping to gain your essence from them and from your generous core they have stained with their endless corruption.

“Let’s us worship you, little habibti. You have done so much already, relax.”

𝕊𝕒𝕝𝕒𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤:

Dorvenos:

Dorvenos will stuff you upon order, upon asking him. Will keep thrusting up inside of you until the folds of your core a milky. Until you tell him to stop, but he will encourage you to take more of his seed. You just look so beautiful with his cum staining your overly sensitive skin. So radiant with the bulge of his cock stuffing you more than his own cum.

“Moje Zlato(My gold), you’re stuffed full of me, think you can handle another one?”

𝕄𝕦𝕝𝕥𝕚:

Hydra(Alpha Legion):

Hydra a tricky one too, more so on the trickster side of himself. He’ll mate press, bite, cockwarm and suck on those tiddys of yours, but he can unpredictable about it. Not so much so that he is stuffing your pretty little hole with his cock, just the random sensations and pace of his are wild on you. It feels like he’s needy, but at the same time it feels controlled. Well… your orgasms are, not so much of his.

Man is not talking, he’s too busy biting you at random times.

Asclepius(Alpha Legion):

Sweet Asclepius is suckling on your breasts and flicking the nubs with his tongue. Hoping to get a drink from them as he deeply rails against you. His cum pooling around your *ss. His eyes fluttering closed as he gets pussydrunk on you. He won’t stop however, but it definitely makes you feel like you ate a full course meal.

“Little serpent, rest. Let me do all the work for you.”

Leviathan(Alpha Legion):

Leviathan can be feral when it comes to stuffing you full with his cum. Especially in the shower or any body of water. He loves how his cum mixes with the water and dribbles down your leg. How his cum moves around your walls because his cock is too much for you, but he still stuffs you, breeds you like he’s in his damn element, gaining energy from the water.

Doesn’t speak either, but he’s definitely hissing, groaning and moaning in your ear.

Solor(Gray Knight):

Solor is on it. He never misses an opportunity to rail you when he can. To have you so full of his cum that you look pregnant before you even are actually pregnant. Surprisingly he is not messy about it, he somehow keeps the sticky mess controlled, but you are cumming with him each time he cums. This Gray Knight is passionatly and keenly breeding you to his home planet Titan.

“Throne, you are my grace, little maiden.”

Xerxes(Ultramarine):

Xerxes is also on it. One kinky Ultramarine. Would take you anywhere besides public. He has enough decency to know some boundaries. Though, without public eye he is breeding you at every angle and he gets to stuff you? Wave your vacation leave goodbye! You put him in a rut-like position where he overstimulates you until you are limp in his arms and he still uses you as a fleshlight. Every place you fuck is clearly left with a mess. You are so lucky he’s an Ultramarine.

“Take it, Sargent. Yes, there we go, such a good girl~”

[yamikakyuu]

[ballpitbee]

THE 'GOOD GUYS' OF STREETLAMP <3

[toixxy]

Drew my MHR and MHW hunters (I am physically incapable of not maining hammer)

[grokebaby]

He had to fight the tears of rage, his heart beat like a drum

For with the wife of his best friend he'd spent his final night of freedom

[Sequel piece to This]

[inkfissh]

Ending the year off with the gang 💥

drawing of four characters,

On the forefront is Noon, an indigo octoling with a scar on her left eye. She holds a camera out of view, wearing a sleeveless leather jacket, grinning ear to ear.

Next to Noon, is Xerxes, a green inkling, with a gnarly scar to the right of their face, and many scars to their tentacles. they meekly smiles, and posing a peace sign at you. they wear a simply white t-shirt, with three lines to it.

To the top right is Wren, tall, teal inkfish squinting and confuse.

To the top left is Aisling, tall, pinkish cuttlefish with yellow-ish hued hair tips, she sharp scar on the middle of her face, she grins and waves to you.

[chronicsheepdrawing]

Practicing perspective, lighting, and motion with friend's ocs.

[ruckis-vandalizes]

In the right setting Xerxes' chronic RBF doesn't make him look like he wants to kill everyone in a 5 mile radius

@6clawdy6 Wiccam's gay awakening at golden hour

[suppenzeit]

been drawing a welkie (weasel selkie) and his evil shapeshifting wizard boss

[knuxtiger4]

Got the hybrid forms done!

The Zullux in their hybrid forms have an upper body of a humanoid but the lower body of a centipede. They are just as strong as any other lycanthrope in this form.

If you have question please ask I love talking about these characters! :D

[levinbolts]

more pics of that man from last night before i inevitably mess around with him s'more in cas