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ridney
Don't mind me, I'm just hoping /h/ plus /y/ spells /d/.
>> ridney
Adiane drummed her nails against the conference table. These briefings bored her to tears. It wasn't as if this was new information to her: the damage reports, production status, coordinates of allies and enemies...a good general knows these things before anyone. She had more important things to do than attend to tiresome formalities. A pause in the litany of statistics caused her to look up, eager for an end to the meeting. No, it was only the speaker, Lieutenant Guudo, pulling out yet another chart. Ah, Guudo: terrible helmsman, perfect paper-pusher. She'd been glad to see him go.

Adiane considered the familiar faces under her command. She let her gaze drift across the room, not even pretending to listen, until she came to a recent addition. She narrowed her eyes, glaring at the blond head. Viral. He sat across the table, close enough to spit at. He had no right to be here, not after what happened to Thymilf. Thymilf... Now there was a real beastman. How could someone like him end up in the grave and this thing end up in her crew?
>> ridney
She'd been pissed beyond words when Viral had come crawling to her afterwards, begging for a position. The nerve of him... Still, he'd proven to be an ace pilot, and she couldn't deny that he had saved her and Sayrune. That incident pissed her off most of all. Who was he to rescue her, Elegant Adiane? And against orders, no less. Did he imagine her some damsel in distress? She sneered. Noble Viral. Viral the obedient. Viral the sycophant. Even now he played the perfect little soldier: back straight, shoulders square, raptly focused on the droning lieutenant.

He was a hypocrite with a stick rammed so far up his ass it was probably a permanent installation. He'd even taken her thrashings in stride, barely turning a hair. Well, she'd certainly turned a few hairs for him. Adiane smirked at the memory, and a wicked idea came to her. What would it take to get him really ruffled? She'd have to attempt a different approach. This briefing could be amusing after all...
>> ridney
She slid her right foot across the floor and jabbed his ankle. Viral snapped his head toward her, his gold eye alert and curious. She could practically read his thoughts: 'Yes, Miss Adiane? Madame? My Lady? With a cherry on top?' She chuckled inwardly, keeping her face a blank mask. He stared at her for a few more seconds, but when she continued to gaze off into space, feigning ignorance, he returned his attention to the front.

Adiane poked him hard in the shin this time. Viral looked back at her, visibly confused. Her last jab had been too deliberate to be a mistake; what did she want, and why wouldn't she give him some sort of sign? He wanted very much to make a good impression, to prove he was a worthy addition despite recent events. Perhaps he was doing something wrong...Viral glanced around the room, smoothed his uniform, even checked his teeth. Nothing seemed to be amiss. He gave a final glance to Lady Adiane, but she seemed not to notice.
>> ridney
This time she ran a foot slowly across his knees, brushing the inside of his thighs. The young beastman started. His baffled frown begged for an explanation. Her only answer was a swift tap on the crotch, like one might swat at a naughty pet. The look on his face was priceless. Viral fidgeted in his chair, trying awkwardly to cross clawed hands over his lap. When his palm brushed her foot, he jerked back, horrified, as if by avoiding her touch he could deny what was happening. Adiane smirked and wiggled her painted toes in a friendly greeting. Viral gaped at the intruder between his legs, then he grabbed the table resolutely and forced his attention back to the charts across the room.
>> ridney
'So that's his plan, eh?' she mused to herself, 'let's see how long he can keep it up.' He squirmed and tried to shut his legs against her, but she twisted her foot against his groin, then traced her sole across the inside of his left thigh, back to his crotch, then up the right thigh. Adiane repeated the pattern, seeing how agonizingly slow she could make it.

She observed his reaction. A faint blush had spread across Viral's cheeks; he was still watching the presentation, but the intensity of his stare had gone from alert to crazed. 'Why Viral, I never knew you felt so strongly about bar-graphs.' She stifled another chuckle.

Adiane saw his jaw tighten as she skimmed the tips of her toes over his prick. She could feel him hardening under her touch, and lightly stroked his sensitive length through the fabric. A high whine escaped Viral's throat, too quiet to draw the attention of his neighbors, and his clenching claws dug into the table's wood. She increased the pressure of her massage and was rewarded with a helpless gurgle. This time he caught the notice of a nearby officer. Viral lowered his head apologetically to the older beastman; the officer frowned and turned away while Viral flushed with embarrassment.
>> ridney
The blond shifted uncomfortably. His erection was straining obscenely against his uniform. The stretchy material did nothing to hide the obvious bulge, and anyone who cared to glance under the table would instantly see his arousal. Adiane lazily traced the outline of his hard cock, willing him to acknowledge her. Viral shuddered and bit down on his hands; he was visibly sweating now, but refused to look her way. She caressed along his penis and rolled the ball of her foot over the head, drawing concentric circles around the tip of his erection. With a low moan, Viral folded half across the table.

A silence fell over the conference, and Adiane jerked her leg back to her chair. Lieutenant Guudo had actually paused in his speech to cast a concerned glance down at the barely-vertical beastman.

“Hmph, is the new recruit ill?” Viral certainly looked as if something was wrong with him: he was clammy and pale, save for the hot red spots burning on his cheeks.

Viral flashed a strained grin that was not at all reassuring, “Forgive me, Lieutenant, I didn't mean to...to interrupt.” Old Guudo turned back to his beloved charts, resuming his drone. Viral gasped and buried his face in his hands. He heard Adiane snicker across the table and flinched, but didn't dare look at her.
>> ridney
Adiane felt a flash of irritation. It was more than just him trying to fake composure, she could tell the cheeky bastard was ignoring her on purpose. It was like him, though, wasn't it? Bowing and scraping one minute, willful and impertinent the next. He didn't know who he was dealing with...

Adiane flicked her tail under the table. She gave the young beastman a hard swat, expecting resistance. To her surprise, Viral spread his legs wider. “Slut!” she hissed. That got his attention.

He peered shyly at her from underneath his hair; his expression was pathetic. “You heard me, slut,” she snarled under her breath. He cringed again, and she forced her tail beneath his thighs. When Adiane pressed a foot flat against his erection, he was still rock-hard. His body stiffened as she forced his cock against his belly, sliding upwards. Adiane rubbed him in slow, grinding motions, giving the barb of her tail room to slide beneath him and tickle under his balls. Viral's eyes rolled back and he slumped against his chair, shuddering.
>> ridney
Guudo tactfully decided to wrap things up. Adiane closed the meeting and reminded the attendees of their next launch date; not once did she slow her strokes beneath the table. The short speech was torture for Viral. The general remained calm and professional while he grasped at his chair, struggling to still his twitching hips. He tried to flee as the crew filed out, only to find restraining coils around his waist.

“You aren't dismissed yet, soldier,” she barked. Disapproval dripped from her voice. “Clearly, you need a lesson in what passes for acceptable behavior around here.” She pressed a heel into his testicles with painful force. Viral stifled a yelp. The last officer shut the door behind him, shaking his head. He was really in for it, that one; Lady Adiane sounded more angry than usual.
>> ridney
As soon as they were alone, she glared at him full-on, a black grin splitting her face. 'This is the last thing her enemies see,' he thought. Viral was terrified. The way she was looking at him, the tone of her voice, even what she was doing was frightening. Sex education hadn't been high on the list of Lord Genome's priorities, and Viral felt stupid and confused. He had touched himself before, exploring before bed or in the shower, but this...this was outside any previous experience. Viral didn't know how to respond; she made his head and stomach queasy...but it felt so good. He gulped uncertainly.

“My L-ah!” Adiane cut him off with another grinding heel.

“I didn't give you permission to speak, Viral.” To emphasize her point, she flexed her tail and slammed him against the table.

“Permission...to...address you. My Lady,” Viral wheezed, still doubled over.
>> ridney
Adiane smiled sweetly. “Permission denied.” She tightened her coils and swatted at his pants. “Get those off.” Viral eased a shaky hand to his waistband, pulling at the garment and cringing when the fabric caught on his erection. He freed himself, unable to resist a few feverish strokes -“Stop that!” - only to be slammed back against the table.

She watched the pilot's flushed face contort, conflicted between worry and desire. Now things were getting fun. Adiane made herself comfortable and slipped a hand into the folds of her dress. She pet herself while slowly pulling Viral around the table. She realized the young beastman was transfixed by what she was doing under her clothes. Hypnotized by the mysterious motions of her wrist, he made no motion to escape. “Now,” she purred, “why don't we see wh-”
>> ridney
Adiane was cut off by loud chatter coming down the hallway. She grimaced, recognizing the sing-song voice. 'Damn! Damn, damn, damn!' He'd want to stop and have a long chat; he always wanted a chat. She tried to formulate a plan, but he was right outside the door, and...

“Hellooooooo!” Cytomander burst through the doorway, posing dramatically in the threshold. He held his position, grinning at Adiane, before he suddenly noticed Viral was in the room. His gaze slid from Viral to Adiane, from Adiane to Viral and back again. Cytomander exploded in delighted laughter. “Why, Adiane, are you molesting one of your underlings?!”

Adiane gave him an imperious glare. “So what? He's forgetful of his proper station. He had it coming.”
>> ridney
Cytomander cackled again, circling the table. “Oh yes, he definitely had it coming! I can tell...” Viral sank in his seat; he wanted to die. The fall of the Dai-Gunzan had been the worst day of his life, but today was approaching that record by the second. Viral could feel Cytomander looming over him with an appraising eye.

“How dare he! How dare he...have such long legs!” Cytomander made a mocking frown. “How dare he be so deliciously slender. And this hair!” The tall beastman grabbed a handful, letting it sift through his fingers. “Tut tut. Yes, he had it coming alright, but this is worst of all...” Cytomander reached down and grabbed Viral's wrist, pulling a hand away to reveal his exposed erection. Viral squeaked with mortification and disbelief when Cytomander gave his shaft a few playful tugs; he tried to escape the larger man's grasp, pushing him away. “Defiance!” gasped Cytomander, “how cute! I can see what you mean, Adiane.”

But Adiane was having none of this. She looked down her nose at the other general. “Are you going to make trouble for me, Cytomander? About…this?”
>> ridney
“Trouble?! No, never. I'm a strong believer in the virtues of discipline. In fact, I want to help, see?” He grabbed both of Viral's rebellious arms and hoisted him back, pinning the smaller beastman to him. “I have high hopes for this one. I think he's already beginning to appreciate the benefits of just punishment.” Cytomander gave Viral a jerk, watching his naked length bob.

This was too much for Viral. “No!” He shrieked, earning an immediate slap from both generals. The scorpion lady considered the offer while slowly unzipping Viral's jacket. Cytomander held him tighter, making lewd faces. The young soldier sputtered and twitched while she de-robed him; it was true he had been uncomfortable before, but being naked, handled by another man…Viral was nearly beside himself. She smiled.

“I don't see how it could hurt.”
>> ridney
“Oh, I bet you do.” Both generals laughed darkly. Viral moaned and twisted against Cytomander, feet tangled in his pants. Adiane had released him from her tail, and she crouched before him, examining his bare body. Freshly-healed wounds criss-crossed his torso and legs, raw pink against pale skin. She pressed on one of the new scars, and Viral recoiled from her with a yelp, only to bounce off Cytomander's chest. Each jab and scratch from her exploring hands elicited a chirp from Viral's throat. She traced a path down to the light tuft of blond hair above the base of his cock, then grabbed him roughly by the root. Viral squirmed and yelped half-heartedly as Adiane slid her fist around him, using her other hand to knead and pull at his balls.
>> ridney
“Ah!” Thoughts of escape abandoned, Viral undulated in Cytomander's grasp, trying to meet Adiane's strokes. Cytomander craned over Viral to watch her. The feathered beastman lowered his lips to Viral's shoulder, sucking and nipping at the junction of his neck. Viral felt his stomach flip-flop; he moaned openly and turned his head to give the general better access. Cytomander held him with one arm while using his free hand to roam the smaller beastman's sweat-slick chest and quivering belly. He could feel smooth muscles flutter under his fingers, and he reached up to tweak a nipple. Viral gasped with pleasure, in spite of his fear of the taller general. The two males rocked together, their breathing becoming more ragged. Viral arched violently when he felt a tongue flick across his sensitive head.
>> ridney
Adiane brushed her mouth down his cock, applying light suction in her kisses along the underside. She was enjoying herself as well. It aroused her to be with someone who lost control, to watch the blond writhe helplessly in desire. She shoved one hand beneath her skirts, working furiously at her wet sex. Adiane used her other hand pull at his erection and swirled her mouth around the tip of his penis. She moved her lips again to lap at the throbbing base, then she slipped a dripping finger into him, already slick with her own arousal.

Viral jerked and howled, baring sharp teeth in agony and pleasure when she inserted a second finger. Cytomander grabbed Viral's waist to steady its erratic bucking, then his grip drifted around to fondle the subordinate's stiff member. He timed the strokes with the grind of their hips, and Viral sobbed for breath as they slowed to a steady rhythm.
>> ridney
While Cytomander occupied Viral's groin, Adiane crept her left hand over his chest up to his parted lips. Viral's confused tongue curled around her fingers as she forced her way past his teeth and into his mouth; her right hand continued to work inside him, impaling and withdrawing.

“You know,” Cytomander rasped, “it really isn't fair for you to get both ends at once. Divide and conquer, I say.”

“Heads or tails?” Adiane drawled, smirking as she scissored her fingers in Viral’s body.

“Mmmmhhn...ahhhn,” was all the blond could contribute.
>> ridney
Cytomander glanced at the flash of razor teeth as Viral sighed around Adiane's hand. “You can have the front.” He released Viral, and the unsupported beastman melted forward against Adiane.

“How generous,” the scorpion lady muttered, pulling Viral with her as she reclined back.

Cytomander rid himself of the remains of his uniform and stretched lithely. At nearly eight feet tall, he was large even for a beastman, and his heavy erection looked imposing against the petite soldier's back. He went to his knees behind Viral, rubbing against him and slipping in his own fingers. Viral shrieked and buried his head in Adiane's chest as the much longer digits slid home. Cytomander distracted the smaller beastman with a reach-around fondle. The tall general continued to work at Viral's opening until the younger man's squirms were replaced by low groans.
>> ridney
While Viral panted in her lap, Adiane struggled free of her dress. Her curvy figure and heavy breasts spilled from the open top. Viral saw her nudity with a start, and quickly turned his head away, blushing an even deeper red. “You idiot. I just had my fingers up your ass and now you're scared of a pair of tits?”

“I love it when you talk dirty,” Cytomander cooed.

“Shut up.”

“Elegant as always, my Lady.”

“Shut the fuck up, how's that for elegant?” She knotted a fist in Viral's hair and plunged him into her ample cleavage. The beastman sputtered awkwardly, trying to breath.

“Wha...what do I -ah, ahhnn- should I do? Lady?”
>> ridney
“Make it good.” Adiane arched an eyebrow at the pale face half-buried in her chest. “Use your mouth, your hands. Can't you do anything right?” She knotted his hair tighter, causing him to gasp in pain, then pressed him back against her. Viral searched for options, coming up blank. He decided to throw caution to the wind and did the first thing that came to him. He tentatively grabbed a full breast, glad for his oversize hands, and ran his tongue along the swell.

From the soft sounds of approval she was making, Viral guessed he hadn’t screwed it up completely. More confident, he rolled his palm over one dark nipple and suckled at the other. Adiane let her head fall back, focusing on the sensation. His tongue was slightly rough, but not at all unpleasant. She rested her hand on the back of his neck as her subordinate nuzzled and lapped with increased enthusiasm. Viral grazed his teeth across her skin, careful not to apply too much pressure. He replaced his fangs with wet, open-mouthed kisses, sucking and licking where he had nipped. Teeth, then tongue, teeth, then tongue, he roamed her upper body while his hands squeezed and kneaded.
>> ridney
Viral was forgetting the embarrassment of his situation, and that it was his superiors who were touching him like this. His shame grew hazy and jumbled, so he pushed it to the back of his mind, trembling with excitement. He opened his legs for Cytomander, and leaned hard into Adiane. The female general could feel his hot breath coming faster against her skin, and his long fingers pressed into her back, burning and spidery. Adiane shuddered and pushed his hungry mouth farther down her body.

When Viral was shoved between her thighs, he paused, but only for a second. Adiane gritted her teeth. “Fuck!” She clamped her legs around his head while he rooted into her, twice as eager as before. Viral didn’t know for certain what he was doing. He tried sucking the hard little knob above her slit, licking downwards, probing her entrance with his tongue; he wanted to do everything at once. His whole body was tingling like a bare nerve, and he clamped his eyes shut in concentration while the Lady hissed and rocked against his face.
>> ridney
Cytomander's own desire had been mounting, and he was frustrated by watching their spectacle. He snarled and thrust his large erection furiously against the cleft of Viral’s ass. Without warning, he angled downward and forced himself into the smaller beastman. Adiane felt Viral cry out from between her legs. His whole body jerked stiff as if he’d been struck. The shock of it froze him, but he couldn’t stop his limbs from shivering in agony. It was excruciating, unbearable. Viral gripped Adiane’s thighs for dear life, eyes huge and wild. He didn’t dare move, sure he would be ripped apart.

“Stop. Tensing,” Cytomander growled; his voice was barely recognizable. The tall beastman was bent over Viral, pressing into his back. “Ugh…I can barely fit.” He shifted his weight, sliding forward to the hilt. Viral wailed and hid his face against Adiane’s mound, still shaking. Cytomander looked up. His broad grin was feral. “Now we’re talking business,” he cackled.
>> ridney
The flamboyant general had a very different reputation when he got…excited. Adiane was used to seeing this side of him –bared teeth, dilated pupils- during battle, not when he was buried cock-deep in one of her soldiers. He cackled again, throwing his weight onto Viral. Another burbling wail came from between her legs.

“If he bites me, you’re both dead,” Adiane warned. She directed her attention to the whimpering pile in her lap. “Like he said, idiot, stop tensing up.” She leaned back and played with a breast absentmindedly while Cytomander slowly began to shift. Her other hand reached down to smooth Viral’s hair, matted with sweat and clinging to his neck. He was mewling pathetically against her with each slow thrust. Cytomander answered him with hisses, groping along the soldier’s underside and biting at the twitching muscles in his back.
>> ridney
Adiane tightened her legs around him impatiently. Viral seemed to get the picture, and he snuffled against her cunt, still mewling. As Cytomander continued to push against him, his muffled cries began to change pitch. The avian general straightened himself, rolling his hips luxuriously. The beastman under him had been almost painfully tight, but as Viral relaxed, the pressure became manageable; Cytomander relished each stroke, withdrawing almost completely before sliding in deep.

The young beastman allowed himself to move with Cytomander, unable to stop. It still hurt, but, somehow, he had to have more. He labored for breath. His whole body was on fire, rocking back and forth with a strange need. Ticklish flames ran over his spine, curled around his stomach and cock, and around Cytomander inside him. Viral groaned in pain or pleasure, he wasn't sure. He felt clammy and weak, but he was surprised to find his mouth moving, nuzzling against Adiane as he moaned. “Huh, uh, ngh, nuh.”
>> ridney
“I told you,” she said, pleased to steal attention away from Cytomander, who'd been hogging it all.

“Yessssssss mmh.” Viral brought up a hand to join his tongue. Mindful of his claws, he caressed around her entrance before delicately feeling inside. Adiane was so surprised she dug her nails into his scalp.

“Wha!?” She wriggled, “I didn't say stop!” Viral found both of her hands suddenly clamped over his head, pulling him in; her tail squeezed rhythmically around his chest and shoulders. He tried to remember what she had done to him earlier that felt good, but it was hard to think when Cytomander was increasing his pace...so hard. Viral sighed and slid in his two longest fingers, twisting them in and out in time with Cytomander's fucking. The three of them moved together while Viral lapped desperately at the female general.
>> ridney
Adiane could feel the pressure building in her lower body; she grimaced in anticipation of her swiftly approaching climax. “Faster,” she rasped, and felt Viral's rough hands increase pace. She gripped his sweaty head, keeping his mouth on her clitoris. Viral hoped she would come soon; her tail was so tight around him he could barely breathe.

“Shit!” The scorpion woman arched. “You fucking bastard! Augh!” Adiane tossed her head side-to-side, grinding against Viral's face. He felt her spasming around his fingers and kept working feverishly until his chin was dripping wet. “Oh, you idiot...son of a bitch.” She spat and cursed some more, but Viral could feel her contractions slow.

Adiane finally released him. She fell back, throwing an arm over her face. The younger beastman pulled out his fingers and shakily licked her clean. Her chest heaved as she lay still, recovering. Adiane stretched and sat up with a yawn, folding her legs beneath her.
>> ridney
Viral gasped as he felt himself abruptly lifted in the air and dropped on his back. “Remember me?” Cytomander was suddenly in his face. “No more distractions!” The large beastman crowed with laughter and roughly re-mounted him. Surprise and the full weight of a rutting Cytomander sent the air whooshing out of Viral's lungs. He scrabbled helplessly at the tall general's back with hands and feet, only to have his ankles yanked away and thrown over Cytomander's shoulders.

The blond choked out a yelp; he'd forgotten to relax, and the huge member pistoning into him was overwhelming. He struggled again against the intrusion, but Cytomander was surprisingly strong. He splayed a hand over Viral's collarbone, pinning him to the floor with enough force to be painful. Viral pulled weakly at the arm holding him down, but it was no use. It was obvious Cytomander had been holding back.
>> ridney
Viral went limp on the floor; he didn't have the strength to fight. The act of giving in actually released some of the pressure on his body, reducing the pain. He threw back his head and let his whole body slide under the power of Cytomander's thrusting pelvis. The feathered general descended on Viral's exposed throat with an aggressive bite. Still pounding lustily, Cytomander swirled his tongue over the other beastman's collarbone and chest, then slid his hands down the tight torso. Sighing, Viral reached up to his own neglected cock. He could almost...it was almost felt better than it hurt now.

Cytomander slowly erected his upper body. His new position allowed for better leverage against the blond beastman's slim hips, and the angle sent his prick scraping over tender nerve clusters in Viral's passage. Viral arched and whimpered with each deep stroke. His clawed feet were still thrown over Cytomander, and his toes flexed with a mind of their own, curling and spreading.
>> ridney
A shadow fall over him; Viral opened his eyes to the upside-down face of Adiane. “I don't like watching,” she leered, and raked her nails down his body. He moaned at the tingling sensation, then gasped again as Cytomander made a particularly sweet thrust. Adiane admired the angry lines she'd drawn across his white sides. She moved a palm to one of Viral's nipples and gave the hard nub a pinch, causing him to squeak. Her second hand drifted to the other half of his front, twisting and petting. He purred as she teased his chest, and pumped harder at his own aching erection.

The manic expression flickered behind Cytomander's eyes. He snarled in a wild grin and moved faster into the other beastman. “Almost! There!” he announced, muscles taut in exertion. He started lifting Viral off the floor with every drive; only the smaller man's shoulders rocked on the ground. Adiane leaned over the impaled soldier and jerked at his swollen member. He grabbed Cytomander, clawing and thrashing. Rivulets of sweat ran down his straining body.
>> ridney
Viral thought he might be howling, but all he could hear was the rapid pounding of blood in his ears. A burning knot was tightening in his center, pulsing and growing, and his cock felt like it might break right off. There were too many sensations flooding him; he was going to go crazy, or die, or explode. His breath hitched erratically as Cytomander moved even faster. His vision was disappearing around the edges, narrowing into a tunnel, but Viral barely registered it. His body quaked, heart pounded, and then everything went white.

Viral bucked so hard Cytomander nearly lost him. The smaller beastman went stiff and sprayed all over his belly; he writhed uncontrollably, locked in a silent scream. He'd been building up to this for so long, he thought he might spill his own life out of his dick. Cytomander struggled to ride Viral out. He spewed out a litany of filthy babble as he crashed into his own orgasm, then clamped his teeth on Viral's shoulder. The two tangled violently, then the younger man's vision faded to black; he slid down from his climax, sticky and exhausted.
>> ridney
Cytomander threw Viral off and crowed victoriously, parading around his limp conquest. The avian general shook himself, calming instantly. He pulled out a nearby chair and sat down to preen. While Cytomander unruffled his hair, Adiane kneeled over the prostrate Viral. She gave him a few prods. “He won't be nearly as tight now,” she complained.

“Oh, give him about an hour,” Cytomander chirped. “He'll be limping for a while, though.” He rested a foot on the wet soldier. “What a mess.” Viral curled up on his side; he didn't care anymore. He was just too tired.
>> ridney
Adiane was already collecting her scattered clothes. Viral's own garments were strewn everywhere; he wondered vaguely how one of his ankle wraps had threaded itself between two chairs. Adiane pulled her shoes from under the table. “I'm looking forward to a bath, personally.” A bath sounded nice to Viral, too. Or a hot shower, then his small bed. He curled tighter on the floor, hugging himself. He wanted to go home.

He turned his face to the carpet; he didn't want to feel this way now. Viral only wanted to get cleaned up and go to sleep. The shame could wait for tomorrow. He thought fervently of his bed, but the burning crept into his cheeks regardless. The two generals were dressed and standing over him. He couldn't look at them.

Cytomander crossed his arms, mock-serious, “I hope you learned your lesson.” He chortled, cocking his head. “What was the lesson, again?”
>> ridney
Adiane snorted. “You just wanted to fuck him.”

“Yes, let that be a lesson to you!” He rattled his feathers before turning on his heel. Cytomander took long strides to the door; he paused, favoring them with the pose he used earlier, then disappeared.

Adiane looked him for a moment, then frowned. “You'd better not be caught here in that state.” Viral heard the edge in her voice and rose wearily to his knees. He crawled to his pants, cringing as he felt the forming bruises. He gathered the rest of his items, but didn't bother putting on his shoes; the high of adrenaline and lust was gone, and everything hurt. Adiane stood beside him.
>> ridney
“Do you serve Viral?” Her voice was quiet. He wasn't fooled.

Viral licked his lips nervously, was this a trick? “No, Ma'am. I serve the Helix King and his Divine Generals.” He kept his eyes to the floor. She studied him for a few seconds, as if measuring the sincerity of his answer. Satisfied, Adiane swept out of the room after Cytomander. She must have caught up with him, because Viral could hear their raucous laughter echoing down the hall. He colored again, unable to push the afternoon's events from his mind.

Viral sighed, limping to where his missing show had been thrown. This was going to ruin his bath.

Adiane said, “No, Viral, YOU are the slut.” And then Viral was a slut.
>> ridney
Bumping to decrease the thread size, as these last posts take up an assload of page.
>> ridney
decreasing
>> ridney
Constricting.
>> Anonymous
I fucken love you.
>> ridney
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Etc.
>> Leto II
Well THAT hits quite a few... um... spots.
>> Anonymous
>>612135
>Adiane said, “No, Viral, YOU are the slut.” And then Viral was a slut.
I lol'd.
>> Anonymous
tl;dr
>> Anonymous
Spoilers adiane dies
>> Anonymous
..um.. wow... soo... are these characters from anything?
>> Leto II
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>>612157

Your loss
>> Anonymous
I love the artwork, where can I find more from this artist? And please tell me he/she does 100% humans too.
>> Anonymous
i came. over 9000 times
>> Anonymous
Just wow.. and thanks!!
>> Anonymous
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YOU ARE MY FUCKING BEDTIME HERO. Oh god it was so worth the wait. Now I meticulously copy and save each part.
>> Anonymous
THAT WAS FUCKING EPIC
go put it on adultfanfiction.net or someplace to save it
>> ridney
>>612165
Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann

Ah, damn, I'm finding a few typos here and there. I'll probably put it somewhere more permanent later, on account of it being rather hueg.

Lol Cytomander is a bastard.
>> Anonymous
>>612322
But a fucking sexy bastard.
>> ridney
>>612337
And that's what makes him so Fabulous. FABULOUS
>> Anonymous
>>612420
And you write him so very well.
>> Anonymous
Oh my God...I came GALAXIES. This was SO worth the wait, and it beats the everloving SHIT out of my fic. Bravo, namefag. Bravo.
>> Anonymous
>>612462
NONSENSE, both fics were perfectly fappable.
Mucho love and thanks to BOTH of you, seriously.
>> Anonymous
>>612513
B'aaw. Anonymous is a shameless flatterer. It's all merely for the sake of a good fap.
>> Anonymous
>>612322
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>> Anonymous
     File :-(, x)
I APPROVE OF THIS THREAD
>> Anonymous
amazing. period. marry me.
>> ridney
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Sweet Jesus.
>> Anonymous
holy shit! so, mr/mrs ridney, where can i find more of your writings?
>> Anonymous
Please more.

For great justice.

I came HARD.
>> Anonymous
/y/ deserve a raid for this shit
>> Anonymous
>>613420
If /y/ is to blame for this, I badly need to start visiting it.
>> Anonymous
This is all part of /y/'s plot! To make /d/ even gayer than before.
>> Leto II !nUAIqJ3oaQ
>>613503

... Such a thing is possible?

LIES