Making our way through the underground, my grumblings about horny space bugs eventually died out to my fascination with the surroundings. The Coalition had seriously put up a fight down here.
Bullet holes, scorch marks and craters had eaten away at the side walls of the subterranean environnt. " I suppose it's a good thing they couldn't go much deeper into the planet without risk. We might have had to fight for another week at that rate." I comnted to myself.
The current tunnels Orchid and I were in were pitch-black as we traversed, but eventually, we managed to spot a light source off in the distance. As we made our way closer, a sound beca present. 'Singing?' I thought to myself.
As we rounded the corner, the individual that was singing beca clear as I watched during my approach.
"♩-And on that farm she had so Pigs!♩" I then noticed a group of tied up aliens around Keyla, who was holding one of her Nukumi tooth knives. "♩ With a- Stab-Stab here and a Stab-Stab- Oh Apollo hi!"
Keyla turned around imdiately, her knife still inside of the last thing she stabbed. Looking around at the twelve or so individuals that were still tied up, who were looking at the human in front of them in confusion, as I was not wearing my armour, I was confused by what was going on as there were another twenty or so seriously injured or dead.
"Keyla? What are you doing? And why were you singing in that rhythm?" I Asked, causing Orchid to reply. "That is her murder and torture song. She sings it when she murders and tortures people."
I gave captain Obvious a side eye before returning my gaze back to Keyla. "Keyla, why are you killing tied up people? More importantly, why have you tied these people up?" Keyla looked between and her victims for a mont and ca clean as that is what she promised to do.
"I rounded up these stragglers earlier so we would have fresh warm blood to warm around in when we fuck, but I got sort of agitated waiting. Being in my Bloodfiend form for so long has left so incredibly bloodthirsty Apollo. And since I have not been consuming anyone down here, I needed to get a fix without being a liability, so here we are. Back to the good old fashioned butcher work."
I looked around at the frightened faces, shimrs of hope plastered onto their faces that I would be their salvation. Turning my attention back to Keyla I asked. "Ok, that's kind of hot, which I hate that I find hot. But why are you singing in that rhythm? That is creepy as, na a thing."
Keyla cocked her head to the side as she began twirling her other knife in her hands with flawless dexterity. "What rhythm? Oh my butcher song? Yeah, it just ca to once in a dream. Equal amounts of cutesy and terrifying. Perfect for Psychological torture before their end, what do you think?"
I said nothing for a mont before I abruptly started singing 'old MacDonald' just to see if the tones lined up and they did. Those tied up looked at the crazy man who was singing about chick-chicks, whatever they were, as they tried with all their might to escape, but to no avail. Keyla was good at tying rope.
"Yeah, I thought they were the sa. Keyla, transforming a kids song into a murder song... that's so next level scary." I said as I walked over to the man who had the other dagger still in his abdon and checked out the stab wounds the blade had created, admiring the cutting property of Nukumi's teeth.
Keyla's brain was currently having a bit of a crisis. She thought she made up the wonderful song. She had never even heard of this other song before. She was beginning to spiral, believing her entire MO had been a copycat, that was until Orchid relayed sothing through the link, causing Keyla's eyes to go wide before looking at Apollo full of lust.
'So even before I beca a part of my family, I sohow received a gift from you sohow? Were our minds connected sohow as we slept and I was able to peer into your inherited mory by so stroke of fate?'
***
As Keyla began to delude herself, her body began to get extrely hot and her lower extremities began to throb with desire. Wasting no more ti on her 'fun.' Keyla walked over to each of the remaining twelve and simply slit their throats as she passed before reaching the body Apollo was observing. She then planted her second knife into the beings head before pushing her entire weight onto Apollo as She began kissing him.
I did not stop Keyla, I ca down here to do the dance with no pants, and if she was ready to go, I was ready to satisfy her urges. Letting her take the body lead for a mont, I allowed myself to fall back into the wet liquid that had pooled up on the floor.
I did everything in my power to ignore the sensation on my skin and did my all not to think about space aids. Apparently I was not doing a good job as Keyla seed to pick up on this as she pulled away for a mont.
"Apollo? Is everything ok? We can stop if you want? I know my fantasy is rather peculiar after all." Keyla said, hiding her disappointnt, until she felt a weapon poking against her stomach.
The re fact she was willing to stop for sent into another state. I did not care about the red liquid all over my back anymore. My partner was willing to sacrifice her happiness for . I will show her how much I appreciate her for that.
Grabbing Keyla by the neck, I turned and placed her underneath quickly, causing a little splash among the liquid, causing it to splotch over her naked form. I wasted no ti either. Taking off my pants and holey shirt, I threw them to the side before I started kissing Keyla passionately all over her body.
As I began kissing her neck, I grabbed her breasts with each hand, kneading them passionately as I ran my thumbs rhythmically over them while also grinding my flesh wand against her stomach.
The sudden assault had caused Keyla to start moaning. Keyla ran her fingers through her hair, caking it with even more blood, as sothing so simple was bringing her so much pleasure.
She then tried to reach out on either side of her to grip sothing as the feeling of Apollo's at right next to her shop was driving her wild. Eventually she just grabbed onto Apollo, clutching him tightly as she had a mini orgasm. She could not hold on for long though, as she had made Apollo's back slick with the blood and returned onto her back, panting aggressively.
As I continued to please Keyla, she was close to falling into a lull of pleasure before she scread "No!" I pulled back imdiately, thinking I had done sothing wrong before she got onto her knees and declared.
"I can't get lost in this Apollo! I need to make you feel good as well!" Keyla then opened her mouth as she tried to go for my mber, But I quickly picked her up before positioning myself on my back once more. Only now I had Keyla's other set of lips in front of my face.
Keyla was ultimately fine with the implication of this position. As long as she could give Apollo his pleasure, she was fine with still receiving the miracle of Apollo's tongue.
As I leaned my head up to begin digging into Keyla, eager to try out a new flavour, Keyla had begun scooping up the red liquid from the ground and began to lather my at in said liquid as she preferred blood sausage.
Once sufficiently coated, Keyla allowed herself to feel Apollo's tongue on her nether region and her toes curled due to the stimulation. Still, she did not dare to get transfixed by her mate's magic and took in Apollo as far as her mouth would allow, gagging shortly afterwards.
The red liquid and the Apollo's mber inside of her mouth simultaneously was beyond what she ever imagined. It was so good! It took Keyla's every last ounce of concentration she had to spare not to chomp down on the thing as it tasted too good.
Also, the thought of Apollo never trusting her with his blood sausage again after he regrows it would be a fate worse than death for her so she just began sucking, slurping, bobbing and gagging for as long as it took for Apollo to finish!
In that ti, she had finished herself multiple tis, soaking Apollo, who drank it up like he was dying of dehydration. Eventually, Keyla felt a throbbing sensation inside of her throat and prepared herself for what was to co.
A few monts later, Keyla lay on her back with a smile on her face and her eyes closed as she was enjoying the taste of my 'milk.' Seeing the look on her face, I felt bad that I had to break the news to her.
"Keyla. We have a slight problem."
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