Oh my god! Your little bee drabble totally reminded how much i love the idea of bees kinda like forcing a human to be their queen, and I beg of you to do a drabble on it please! Obviously if you wanna of course! Have a great day!
Okay~ I can get beehind this!
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You'd first met some of them in the library, a duo of bee hybrids looking at books about the local fauna and flora, talking in hushed tones as they seemed to be picking between books to either read or borrow. You'd hardly even looked up when they sat at the same table as you, the book open between the two of them as they continued their hushed discussion, pointing at various flowers and muttering about whether they could get them to grow near their home.
From then on, you'd see them often at the library, slowly growing in numbers, always just enough space at the table you sit at to let you have personal space, but soon they were slowly asking you about flower types, roping you into their book discussions.
It was cute, the happy buzzing they'd let out when you agreed with some of them, their antenna bobbing and swaying as they leaned towards you as they spoke, it was cute.
Till it wasn't.
You'd been practically hanging out with them at the local library till close for weeks now, chatting and learning more about them and their garden, which they were planning; apparently, their hive was lacking a queen at the moment. That should have been the first warning about their intentions, but the sweet bee hybrids barely clocked on your radar as a threat; the majority of them bumbled around the library, almost walking into tables and shelves most days! How were you meant to know that late one evening, after a long hangout with them, they offered to take you home, that it would be the last time you were peacefully hanging out with them?
As you get into the car with them, chattering and enjoying the sweet scent coming off the hybrids surrounding you, it barely registers that you were going the wrong way till you see the sign for the edge of town, and you begin to panic. Turning to the bee hybrid next to you, he's happily buzzing and bobbing his head along to the music, tapping him on the shoulder and shakily asking where you were going, only to be smiled at and told you're going home, their home.
After all, their queen can't be left running around town! What kind of hive would they be if they let you wander about willy-nilly? No, it was time for you to come home. The hybrid next to you nuzzles into your shoulder, humming and buzzing happily as he tries to sell you on how good the hive will be to you.
The sickly sweet smell of honey and wild flowers greets you as the car rolls up to a large home. More bee hybrids are waiting by the door; it was almost a sea of big black eyes, white neck fluffs, and antennae swaying in the breeze as you're guided out of the car.
Does flower the baby bee ever go off to live in another hive? Or does he stay near his mama?
Unfortunately, since he’s physically disabled it’s very unlikely another queen would even take him if they were offered.
They’d be worried their future children would carry the same genes as him, thus Flower will never mate. He will just stay with you forever, and he really doesn’t mind that.
You’re incredibly protective of Flower, your baby bee prince with stunted and twisted wings. Despite not being able to fly, in his later years he learns to use his stinger better than any other soldier in your army!
He’s very fragile as a child, often getting sick and needing to be by your side constantly. No one thought he would live past the age of ten, but he surprises everyone and grows into a fine young hybrid that is determined to be as useful to the queen as everyone else!
He loves his mama so much, and you couldn’t bear to let your baby go. You’re still worried his illness will catch up with him and he’ll die if he’s out of your sight!
I’m really into @bunnis-monsters Bee Hybrid universe. While reading, I always wondered how they managed to lure the Queen into their hive in the first place, considering they are human and all. This is inspired by that.
You had been perusing the stalls at the farmers market when you, distracted by a couple with a cute dog, ran him over. The tumble wasn’t too bad, as you had landed on something soft and fluffy; Only, that soft and fluffy thing happened to be a person.
You started cursing and apologizing profusely when you noticed he wasn’t entirely human. A plush soft face, huge adorable eyes, and two fuzzy antennas popping out of a bunch of curly hair alerted to you that he was a bug hybrid of some kind. His features were delicate, as was his thin frame. Tufts of blonde and black spilled out of the collar of his shirt, and you could see a pair of beautiful round wings behind him, sparkling in the sunlight.
You’d repeat your apology at him, as you realized you had been staring for too long. His expression, at first shocked, morphed into a big, exquisite smile. He looked positively glowing, and shook with excitement as he stared at you. He reassured you he was alright and gave you a reassuring pat on the back, hands soft.
You couldn’t help but note that he smelled amazingly sweet. It was an addictive sort of smell, and you had to force yourself to focus back on those incredibly big eyes. It seemed he had asked you a question, your name and what you were up to. His voice had a vibrating texture to it, but the tone was innocent enough so you were at ease. You mentioned that you had been shopping for groceries, and the two of you kept the conversation going. You suggested a stroll around the market as you did so.
You normally had a hard time talking with strangers but there was something about him that put you at ease. He was a cheerful conversationalist, revealing that he was a bee hybrid. It wasn’t often that bee hybrids came out to this area, and he had been traveling a while, going out to get special supplies for his hive.
He asked you questions about yourself too, most of which you answered honestly. You normally weren’t so open with strangers, but this man(bee?) was so gentle and puppylike, you didn’t feel on alert at all. The whole time you talked, he listened so intensely, his limbs vibrating with excitement as he gave you a huge dazzling smile. You couldn’t help but feel affection flood your heart every time he tilted his head at you. At some point, when you couldn’t remember, he had softly grabbed hold of your arm, face leaning close as you both batted questions back and forth. You kept going until people started packing up their stalls.
When he noticed, he stuck out his bottom lip, and clung even closer to you. It seemed he had become attached, as he asked if he could see you again. You agreed to meet up with him again the next morning, and his drooping antennas bounced back up, his wings buzzing excitedly. He flew off, his whole body alight with glee, awaiting tomorrow.
You smiled, a warmth blooming in your stomach as you thought of how cute he had been. You tried not to linger on the feeling of his breath on your face from earlier. It seemed that bee hybrids had a different idea about what personal space was, but he was harmless. What hurt could happen from seeing him again? He’d batted his eyes at you so innocently after all.
You went home that night, not realizing it was one of the last nights you would spend alone in a long time.
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You found your new friend again, next to the stall selling apples. This time, however, it looked like he brought some friends, as two other bee hybrids accompanied him. The wind whipped past you and all three of them turned, seeming to notice your presence.
Elias, the bee you had met with yesterday, gave you a running hug. You laughed as he did so, charmed by his exuberance at seeing you. A rumbling purr seemed to be filling his chest, and you met his huge adoring eyes with your own smile. Without pulling away from you, he introduced his two friends, fellow drones who had wished to meet you upon hearing him abuzz about you all night. Much like Elias, they also had thin, delicate features, and moved with a certain inhuman grace. You smiled at them, and introduced yourself shyly.
The other bee-men were also extremely friendly, leading you through the market by the hand as they told you about their jobs in the hive. You learned what a normal day looked like for them and you marveled at their stories. One of the drones, slightly taller than the rest, but just as gorgeous, talked of once when he had been forced to defend the hive from a wasp invasion. Apparently their hive had been enemies with the wasps for some time. You were learning so much about these three, beautiful and interesting creatures that it took a minute to notice that your casual stroll through the market had brought you to the neighboring forest.
You suddenly became aware that you were alone with three bee-men, in a place where no one could hear you scream.
They must have seen the fear on your face because their own eyes grew full of concern and panic. Elias was the first to sooth you, running his soft hands up and down your arm, asking what was wrong. Another was at your shoulder drawing calming circles and humming a soothing tune as Elias babbled at your rising panic. The other drone was in front of you, glancing around to see if there was anything that caught your attention, putting you in this state.
You suddenly felt very silly. These bee-man had been nothing but friendly and doting of you. There was no way you were in danger, right? You looked once again, at their round worried faces and took a deep, grounding breath. You explained that you had just been a bit anxious being out of the sun, and perhaps you could all go back to the market and talk?
If Elias had had eyebrows they would have furrowed. The other drones looked like puppies who'd just been kicked. Had they said something wrong? Had it been them who made you nervous? There was a slew of apologies. The drone with black curly hair looked so pained that he hovered meekly, wings fluttering in an agitated rhythm.
You tried your best to cheer them up but they couldn’t be consoled. Thinking quickly, you told them you were curious what their honey tasted like, would they bring you some?
Suddenly, all three of the drones stilled, faces frozen. Quickly, the silence turned into loud excited buzzing from all three of them. There was jumping, elation, even triumph on some of their faces.
“Of course, you can have some of our honey!” Squealed Elias. “Let us take you to it!”
You were then hastily grabbed by the waist and princess-carried up into the air with a burst. You screeched at the suddenness but the harsh air rushing towards you squashed all noise in your throat.
You hadn’t realized such thin lithe bodies could hold all of your weight, let alone fly you through the air at such a speed. You tried to protest and pull on Elias’ shirt to get his attention but he only smiled dumbly at you, nuzzling your neck as you shot through the air. You couldn’t quite hear his purring over the rushing wind, but you felt his pur vibrate through the skin of your neck.
When you landed, it was at a place in the middle of the forest. A large structure, probably the hive lay out, unseeingly large and wide before then. Just as Eliases feet touched the ground, your body was suddenly taken out of Elias’ arms by the two other drones. Your arms were enveloped by their grasp and their big eyes stared at you, filled with adoration and expectation.
They rushed you towards what must have been the opening of the hive, guarded by quite a few other drones. They were MUCH taller than Elias and his company, more burly and muscled. When you met their eyes, the guards hovered and buzzed with excitement. A few even twirled around in circles, bumping into the walls. You thought it strange for guards to be excited about a stranger, but you didn’t have time as the bee-men you'd befriended pushed you past quickly. The smallest drone, the one on your right, went on in a singsong tone about the quality of their honey. “You’ll just love it! We work so hard, you know. We promise you won't be disappointed!”
The architecture of the hive was strange. There were large twisting tunnels, but the roof itself seemed to glow softly, as if the sun itself had blanketed the ceiling in soft light.
You tried to slow down your companions, explaining that they must have misunderstood you, you hadn’t meant to go anywhere, but they didn’t listen, just chirp excitedly as they dragged you through the halls. Even still, their grip was so soft on your arms, you knew you could break free if you truly wished. They must be just so over excited to show you their home and their honey. It was their life’s work, so it only made sense, right?
It seemed you had finally reached the destination you desired. It was a bright room with a large couch-like structure, adorned in blankets and pillows. They buzzed with glee and sat you down there. Elias pulled aside a passing bee hybrid, asking for some of their best honey. They met my eyes and buzzed gleefully, before bumbling off.
You tried your best to remind yourself to be upset. You had basically been kidnapped! But every being you met seemed so adorable and pleased to see you, you just couldn’t help being mad. There must not be any danger here right? After all, bees were very soft and friendly creatures. It wasn’t like you’d been lured into the lair of a wolf hybrid or some predator right? You were safe right?
“Oh no, please don’t be scared, we’ll protect you!” whined Haven, the smaller of the drones. He leaned forward and nuzzled your cheek, tracing soothing circles on your arm. The other drone grasped your hand and brought it to his lips. “Please don’t be upset. We will take good care of you. The best care.” He also leaned forward and started to kiss your other cheek a few times, one reaching the corner of your eyes. It seems they had started to water.
Elias flew from the door over to your legs. He slowly laid his head on your lap and rubbed the skin he could reach in comfort. You realized your chest was shaking. You were starting to get a bit overwhelmed. Each of the drones started to purr, shushing you and calming you in any way they could. They caressed your hair, they stroked your fingers, they readjusted you on the couch so they could get a better hold of you. Haven sat behind you and messaged your shoulders, while Elias took off your shoes and started on your feet. The other drone was using his own, long and delicate thumbs? Probelike hand-limbs to massage your palms. You slowly started to relax a bit.
They were so attentive and thorough, it was almost like they could feel where you were tense. “How are you able to do that? It's like youre reading my mind or something.”
There was a laugh from them. “Not your mind silly, your pheromones”, Haven's matter of fact tone chilled you.
“Ph-Pheromones? Like, you can smell my emotions?”
There was a satisfied chirp from Elias. You almost groaned in pleasure as he messaged a particularly tight spot down your heel. “Our new Queen is so smart. Yes, the whole hive can smell when you're in distress or sad. Or happy. We will always make sure to make you happy.” The three of them made a trilling sound together. It must have been their way of agreement.
Your face flushed, and a heat spread through you. Queen? You should have been horrified, but a part of you grew excited. You lower part of you. A stupid, lower part of you.
“I-I can’t be queen! I’m not a Bee Hybrid like you! I’m Human!”
“A perfect human. You smell just like a perfect Queen! You will take our eggs so well.” The drone with dark hair moved forward, humming excitedly. He started to drag his long, textured tongue up your neck. You shivered and had to stifle a moan.
“We’ve been without a Queen for too long! You're just perfect! You act and smell so sweet, you'll make an excellent mother! Don’t be nervous, okay?” Haven’s grip on your shoulder loosened as he started to nibble your ear. Your lashes fluttered and your breath quickened, coming out in labored gulps.
“We will all take care of you so well, you won’t ever wish for a thing. So just relax alright?” Purred Elias as he got up from the floor. His black fingers traced the waistband of your leggings. Your mind was so fuzzy from all the sensation you couldn’t do anything but swallow.
All three of your friendly bee-man keened with glee as you relaxed under them. They were going to make sure their Queen was utterly spoiled.
After all, that was their job, and joy.
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Part Two
I hoped you liked it. Bunnis-Monsters described the first batch of bee hybrid suitors as feminine in order to ease the Queen into her *ahem* role. At first I was imagining these siren like creatures, softly seducing their Queen, but... they are bees. They are incredibly bumbling and cute. I hc that these first bees are the more verbally talented of the bunch, best to seduce their Queen into staying with them. Should I finish this with a part two for smut? Anyways, thanks for reading!
Bees keep expansive hives and store a variety of items in each cell of their hive. They like to keep anything rare or one of a kind or just extremely expensive.
Many bugs go there as it is one of the most well regulated/safe places to sell and sometimes buy items from. Bees keep a strict rule set as to what items are worth and who is allowed to buy/sell from them.
Individual bees can look slightly different depending on their jobs and can be seen wearing tags with their number to differentiate. (Ant colonies don't do this and would rather exist as a whole rather than individuals.)
Bees also do research on materials gathered and given to them to create new compounds for building or antidotes for venoms.
Their antennae are actually one of their most famous inventions exclusive to the bees. They use them for communication between their supervisors and the Queen.
They also have a natural ability to inspect items using their specialized eyelight. It shows them a specific amount of information the bees keep to themselves to judge worth and properties.
Hey! So a lot of you wanted the Bee smut, so, here it is! I'm still new to writing smut so please be kind. Also, in @bunnis-monsters universe of Bee Hybrids, its mentioned that they have different types of Honey that have different properties and effects, so I wanted to play with that a little. Also just a reminder that I headcannon that the queen scouting drones are a bit more intelligent than other bee hybrids,, as this works better to lure in a queen! Hope you enjoy!
Everything had happened so quickly, you didn't know quite what to do or think.
You'd just been talking and having fun with a few Bee Hybrids, now suddenly suddenly you were in their hive, they were calling you Queen, and it was getting really hard to talk your way out of this when you had so many tongues on your skin--
“Y-You guys I can't become your… oh God um… there's no way I can become a queen!” You tried your best to gently pull yourself out of their grasp, but the little nibbles Haven was doing on your ear were way too distracting. Elias answered you.
“We know you'd be great. Please dont be mean to yourself.” He pouted at you with big eyes as he worked on pulling down your black leggings. He carefully lifted your thighs as he did so and you noticed that his skin, while smooth and soft, also had a sort of firmness to it that human skin didn't. It made your core burn.
“Are we doing something wrong? Please tell us my Queen, we only want to make you feel good.” Another hand was slowly exploring up your shirt. You looked over at Ray, the black haired hybrid who was staring at you with the biggest, mooniest eyes, like he was a dog begging for a treat. He trailed his hands up and down your belly, his hands were more beelike than the others, and the foreigners of it gave you goosebumps.
Stop it! You can't become Queen! You'd never leave this place!
“I can't do this.” You finally managed, pulling away from Haven and Ray's grasp.
“I have a home. And a job and…”
And not much else. Your parents weren't the kindest, and you only ever saw your friends once every two months. If they remembered you that was.
Elias gently took one of your hands in his. “This can be your home! We would feed you and do whatever you want! You'll never be lonely again. Please. We've been so long without a Queen and…” His antennas drooped. So Did Haven and Rays, their exuberant wings going quiet.
“ We will die soon. Without a Queen our hive will grow weak, and other hives will fight us for our home territory.” Ray leaned his head gently on my shoulder, a whine escaping his chest.
Haven started to tear up. At least, he seemed to cry. “ We need you. We will never stop loving you, and you would never want for anything, please let us keep you.”
Your heart grew heavy. You didn't know much about bees, but you were aware that Queens were super important for the health of the hive. You had only known them for a day, but you couldn't bear the thought of them dying. They were so incredibly sweet after all.
Maybe I could try it for a little bit. I mean, being a Queen couldn't be so bad. You reasoned. And if it becomes too much, I could maybe help them find a new one. Or run away in the night, maybe.
“I'll… give it a try.”
The three of them were in the air at once, pulling on your limbs and jumping up and down. Haven got up and did what seemed like a little happy dance, Elias joining in. While Ray continues to hold onto you and nuzzle you in large excited motions. You watched the two dancing and clapped happily. They buzzed loudly, seeming pleased with your smile and sudden lifted mood. They could feel your affection for them in the air and it bode well.
At that time, the bee-man that Elias had pulled aside earlier knocked on the door, before buzzing in with a cup of something sweet. Well, the whole place smelled sweet, but you noticed steam coming up from the cup. You tilted your head in confusion.
“He added some warm water to help you get it down easier! Your human after all, so thick things may be hard to drink, right?” Elias smiled and handed you the warm little cup. It smelled… well. Like honey. But their was a little heat to it. Maybe cinnamon? Nutmeg?
“Its super special, just for you!” Haven volunteered, as he settled back down to his place on your back left. He busied himself with rubbing your shoulder, then kissing the back of your head sweetly.
All of this attention was making your cheeks rosy. To busy yourself you took an experimental sip of the warm honey. It went easily from your tongue down your throat. Expecting the taste of normal honey, you were surprised by the variety of notes. Still sweet, it indeed had a hefty… spice to it? Like it had been salted and mixed with a little chilli pepper. The heat of it spread from your throat, through your head and your body, making you shiver.
It was a feeling similar to hot chocolate on a long day out in the snow. Delighted, you slurped it down greedily. Ray laughed and the other two hybrids seemed very pleased. They watched you drink the whole cup, pride and their ever present excitement alight on every feature.
You gave the cup back to Elias and smiled dreamily. You finally felt relaxed enough and tried to lie back on the couch, instead ending up in Ray and Havens arms.
“That was really good.” You almost whispered. You were still warm from drink, and a haziness had softly draped itself over your brain. Soft. Warm.
Probably tired from a long day, you thought with a giggle. What a silly day it had been. What a silly situation.
Elias set the cup down on a table towards the door and floated toward you, a hungry look in his eye. Ray had decided to lap at your jaw now, making you shiver, again marveling at the strange texture his tongue had. Almost like a cat but smoother? Somehow? It felt good.
The room was filled with pleasant buzzing and purring, as several pairs of hands started working your skin. Haven was now exploring the inside of your shirt, pulling excitedly at your bra. He felt around for a little bit, trying to find the latch. You noticed, through a big mirror by the door that his tongue was sticking out the whole time. You giggled. So cute.
A sudden nip to your inner thigh made you jolt. Elias had made his place between your thighs again and had started licking and nipping to getting your attention. He pouted at you until you gave him full eye contact.
“I'll get to breed you first, since I found you.” Elias said in the most innocent tone you almost didn't comprehend it. Until he was licking at your clothed cunt with his long black tongue. You whined a bit, in surprise and pleasure. It felt good.
Haven must have figured out your bra because suddenly you felt fingers on your chest now. They moved around haphazardly, watching your face for a reaction. When one found your nipple you bit your lip and pried your gaze away from Elias for an instant. Havens face lit up in a smile.
“ Can I take this off, my Queen?” He asked in his delicate textured voice. You nodded and lifted your arms for them. A sudden jolt pulled your gaze back down to Elias, who was pouting at you. He had pulled your underwear aside and had started licking fervently between your lips. Those big, adoring eyes did as much to you as his tongue and you moaned out.
You were suddenly ablaze now, your core dripping and needy. It was sudden, and your hazy mind tried to work out how they'd got you gushing so fast. They were obviously new at this, reaching around trying to find your best spots, but you needed more.
“T-take them off, please.” You begged Elias quietly, as your breath was quite ragged. Elias complied happily. You opened your legs wider for him, and he was able to push your lips apart farther so he could get a look at you. Enchanted, he took a finger and drew circles around you, noting when and where you would flinch, and jerk your hips. After experimenting a bit more he decided to suck on your most sensitive place: Your clit.
You howled out as he sucked and licked you, the texture of his tongue so different from anything you'd felt before.
Haven and Ray were buzzing so loudly as the licked you, groping your sweet tummy, and sucking where they could. Ray had decided on sucking and when you sang for him, he started trilling with glee. Seeing this, Haven did the same. Their hands continued to roam.
The sucking of your tits and the attention on your clit were getting you close. The pressure in your stomach was mounting, and when Elias had decided to move two of his delicate fingers into your entrance you came hard around him, full body quaking. Drool pooled down your face as you gasped, stars filling your vision.
“ Such a good Queen, coming for us so well.” Praised Ray, before he went back to assaulting your nipple with his tongue. Haven giggled and buzzed in agreement.
When you came down from your high, you were surprised to find yourself still wanting, wriggling, your skin so sensitive and desperate for more touch that you bucked yourself back into Elias’ face. The confusion persisted and you were about to ask a question when Elias answered.
“Don't worry, Our Love, we made sure you'd feel good enough to take all of us. Our honey truly is special. You won't feel any pain, we promise!”
The honey'd been… an aphrodisiac?
Something about that should have bothered you but all you could think about was having something inside you. Of wanting more of their touch, more more more-
You chocked as Haven started rubbing your clit, the sweet pressure bringing you some relief. Elias was taking his human clothing off now, revealing his lower half. His cock was long. Long, but super pretty and pink. You licked your lips as he lined it up with your wet entrance. His big, clear eyes stared at you with such devotion it bordered on worship, before he plunged himself within your needy walls.
You cried out, and it was like a wave of pleasure crashed through the room, as everyone sighed. He started slow, working himself further and further inside you as he went. The stretch and rhythm felt so good, you tried to work in time with him. His length was slick and warm and being so close to him only made your affection grow. You couldn't help it.
Ray and Haven were moaning in your ear. They were still sucking your tits, but were humping whatever bit of you they could, desperate and needy.
You wanted to help them but each stroke Elias was working in you felt so good your mind couldn't think properly. You stayed like that for a while, Elias hitting your best spots, sending you closer and closer to your limit, before he seemed to come, hard, a guttural sound leaving his throat.
But instead of feeling hot, wet cum, you felt something push against your walls. A ridge was forming inside of you, pushing up through his member. The stretch was delicious and you keened as another traced its way up your walls. A sudden soft wetness, and a heaviness was felt at the innermost part of you. You'd never felt anything like it before and your walls twitched around it. An egg.
Your mind raced back to an earlier comment. You'd completely forgotten about the eggs. But your mind was so gone all you could do was whine at the tightness, as another was laid in you, and you came again, another wave of pleasure racking your mind and body.
It went on like this, him laying one after the other, bringing you closer and closer to the edge again. You could tell Elias was getting utterly spent, his rocking movements slowing, the erratic flaps of his wings getting more labored. Drool continued to pool out of his mouth. His heavy meaningful gaze was now glassy and tired. You wanted to hold him.
When the last egg was laid within you, Ray took his place in a flash. As Elias took his spot on your right, lazily sucking on your collarbone, Ray pushed himself in fully in one go. His dick was thicker, and not as long as Elias’, but it felt amazing around the eggs.
“My turn. You'll take my clutch so well, I know it.” He reassured, rubbing his thumb like limbs on your hips as he slowly rutted into you. He was whispering praises about your beauty and how well you were doing the whole time. The stretch of his dick felt so good as he fucked the eggs further into you, adding his own. He was quicker than Elias to lay though. His eggs were much bigger, making you sputter a bit as you took them. It seemed that Bee-men came continuously as they laid their spawn, because he was a glassy eyed, babbling mess the whole time he pushed more into you.
Haven took the longest time to lay, despite fucking you the fastest and hardest of the three. He giggled, so happy and pussydrunk the whole time.
“My Queen, it feels so good. Am I making you feel good?”
“So good,” you confirmed through shaggy breaths. “So good. My good boy.” You could feel a shock throughout the room and Haven smiled so big through his sweaty curls, that you couldn't help but return it. His hips rocked into you faster now, though he was still careful of your eggs.
The other two pouted, making crying vibrating sounds. “My good boys.” You corrected. “Doing so well.” you were so close to cumming again it was hard to think, but you reached both hands up to caress them both. Consoled, they clung to you even tighter, as if that was possible, whispering praises back. You were such a good queen, taking so many eggs. So good and sweet.
Their words brought you over the edge at the same time Haven let out a loud trilling sound. He collapsed forward onto your lap, licking at your now extended belly. You both shook, riding out your high.
The room smelled of sweat, and their saccharine aroma. You realized you'd become a bit addicted to the scent, nuzzling closer into the soft fur of your new family.
You lay there for a time, letting your bee-men fuss over you. They wiped the sweat from your body and cooed at your stomach, at how adorable you were being so full, and taking so many eggs.
“Our lovely Queen. Did so well for you first mating.” Elias had glowed with pride for you, then nuzzled into your neck in that way of his. “The rest of the hive is just going to love you. But for now, rest.” He petted soft loving strokes down your forehead. The motion was soothing, and you closed your eyes, letting sleep consume you.
Before you completely lost consciousness, you heard a worried Haven whisper, “I hope she makes us her attendants. It'd be such a shame to only see her when its our turn to mate.” You felt some nodding onto your shoulder and buzzing of agreement. You'd have to remember to ask them about it when you awoke.
Hey guys! Was this too long? Would love some constructive feedback about what you'd like to see more of! Thank you for reading!
BEE HYBRIDS WOULD BE SO PROTECTIVE OH GOSH TBE DEVOTION TBE LOVE! I HAVE NOTHING TO ADD BUT YOU OPENED SOMETBING IN MY BRAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!
they love love love you so much
They do! Any time you feel like taking a walk outside of the hive there’s like 3 bee guards buzzing angrily around you, pouting and threatening anyone that gets too close with their stingers!
They won’t allow their queen to be harmed!
If something did happen… all hell would break loose. The guards would be punished for not properly protecting you, and you’d be on lockdown while the a specialized group of bees are sent out to deal with the poor soul that dared to lay a hand on their queen.
They’re nervous when you interact with other hybrids, especially other insect types. Bear hybrids freak them out and they’ll chase them away from the hive with all their power.
Rena and Lyith had a system going. One of them would be glued to your side for most of the day, the other went off and did their job. Rena claimed that someone always needed to be at your side to protect you, but it honestly felt like more of an excuse for them to fool around.
They had been affectionate creatures before, but now they were tenacious, crowding you and pinning you down as they worked your body. It would start with them rubbing their cheeks upon you, crooning sweet nothings. This would then turn into caressing, messaging of muscles.
Lyith had a habit of humping you as he rubbed your body, nipping at your skin as he played with your clit. His big black, pitiful eyes never left you as you'd crumble under the weight of your pleasure. He'd come straight after you, with very little touching. The way he'd stutter and groan always made your mouth water. Something about that voice of his did things to you.
Rena was more aggressive. She'd use her emotions to flood your mind. Your body would heat and prick with sensitivity under her lust. She'd play with your nipples, while pinning your hips to the cot, thrusting mercilessly. Occasionally, she’d lick long lines along your skin and you couldn't help but wriggle under her, the sensation sending bubbles of need to your core.
When you asked her later if she had some sort of aphrodisiac in her fluids, she'd given you a mischievous look before tutting, “What a compliment! If you want more of me just ask~”.
While you were very much enjoying all the attention(and orgasms), there hadn't been much time to consider the hive. Whenever the tragic thought of their fate filled your mind, there was one of your lovers, sucking on your skin, and slipping their fingers under your underwear.
This morning was no different. You'd settled yourself to consider the pros and cons. What had you wanted your life to look like before all this Bee-man nonsense? You had inherited a decent sum of money from your grandmother and had no real passion for a career. You had simply wanted to read as much as possible. Sure, you had wanted to fall in love and have kids eventually… but now? What would it be like, being a parent?
Renas hands, which had been tracing little circles on your skin, where now starting to slither under your shirt hem, another messaging your thigh, as you'd been cuddling in the cot. Her happy nuzzling had stopped as she brushed her lips to yours, searching. You sighed into her, and returned the kiss, allowing your mind to go blank for a little bit.
After a moment you pulled away.
“Rena… maybe we should go for a walk?”
Renas face was sulky for a second, before she sighed and rolled her way off of the cot. She flew up with a sudden ease and helped drag you up from your place in bed.
“If you are bored, I could also kiss you in the air.” She gave you a smirk. “It could be quite exhilarating for you…”
You rolled your eyes at her and leaned down to kiss one of her hands.
“We've been fooling around for the last two days. My legs need to move.” And with this, you walked past her and out into the hallway. Your muscles were indeed jelly, but you tried not to concentrate on that.
The tunnel was bright and airy, just like the infirmary had been. The tile felt cool under your toes as you hadn't bothered to put your shoes back on. The place was so clean, why bother. You tapped one of the glowing orbs and gave it a push. With your newfound mana you could sense that the thing had a quite a lot of fuel to burn. You looked up at the ceiling too, curious.
“Rena, I thought you guys had very limited magic stores. So how come you can make all this light?”
Rena answered with an edge in her voice, still a bit peeved. “We actually don't use much magic for that. The ceiling is made from a mixture of hair and bone dust, while the little lights are transformed waste.”
“...bone dust? What bones?” You asked, hoping for a different answer.
“Our ancestors. We serve to nourish our fellow hive mates, even in death.”
Your stomach turned. She frowned at you.
“Their souls have passed on. Why is it so distasteful? What is more beautiful than to be able to light the homes of the ones you love, even after death?”
“I just… you crush up your dead and then smoosh them on the ceiling??”
“No! It is ritual! You humans have something similar, a funeral? We all come together with our magic to slowly dissolve their earthy vessel, then bind their remains in equal distribution among the hive! It is a beautiful ceremony full of love! There is no ‘smooshing’!”
You just nodded, not fully being able to react to this information without offending Rena.
The two of you had made it out to the common area and through the tunnels.. As it turned out, the beeman you had been looking for was outside, out by the entrance of the hive. His eyes were on a book you had seen Lyith reading during down time.
“Haven!”
He looked up from his book curiously, then jumped up, a dissolve of dancing wiggles at his excitement to see you. You ran towards him and Rena followed reluctantly behind you.
“Little Witch! You look to be doing much better!” He gave you a quick hug.
“Thank you. I was hoping you'd be able to take a walk with us? Actually, I wanted to talk to you about a few things.” you turned to Rena. “Alone?”
Rena quirked her eye at you then looked at Haven. His gaze was fixed in an expression of total contentment, but their was a buzzing of excitement coming from him.
“I don't understand why I have to leave.”
You sighed. “The guards are right there. And you could even watch us from across the field. I was just hoping for a little privacy with my friend. I'm allowed to have that, right?” The irritation was palpable.
Rena gave Haven a long look. She then made her way across the field, flying up to a high branch on a tree. Haven laughed lightly, and grabbed your arm, taking you to a little spot at the edge of the clearing.
As you sat down, his hands started to glow, and a small bubble formed around the two of you. Just like a bubble, the lights swirled like water, shifting.
“Its just a small spell. You said you wanted privacy, so this should help keep anyone from eavesdropping.” He took his spot next to yours, purposefully giving you space. He crossed his legs and smiled at you in a friendly manner.
“I'm surprised you were even able to get away. Those two are some pretty high level drones, so their instincts must be driving them crazy right now.”
“High Level? Do you mean like mana level?” Your cheeks burned a bit, trying to ignore the knowing in his statement.
“In a way, yes. They both have high level mana, but they also have high classes.”
You looked at him in confusion and he tilted his head.
“I'm not surprised they haven't talked to you about it. So you know there are several types of Bee-men right? Your job is based on your potential. Part of that is your mana level, both of which Lyith and Rena also score high on, but its about how you are able to use that power. Rena is very good at manipulation magic. If they were around, she would be really good at harvesting from flower monsters. And Lyith is a Kvasir, like me! The only other one might I add.”
Your eyes raised in surprise. Lyith had never told you he was a Kvasir. His voice rang in your head. You had to admit you blushed a bit.
“But. Um. You said they were drones too right?”
“Do you know what a drone is, little Queen?” Havens tone changed to its huskier lilt. He leaned closer, not breaking eye contact.
“A drone is a someone whose job is to mate with the Queen, right?”
He chuckled.
“A drone among Bee-men is a class. Any Beeman can mate with a queen. But a drone refers to any who can give her eggs. That can vary a bit.” Haven scooted himself closer to you, his head leaning closer to your ear conspiritorially.
“Our hive only has around 10 drones, all on the younger end. The older ones died right after the last Queen. But being a drone isn't easy, Little Queen. Take your Lyith for instance. He's a very powerful drone. It must be so hard for him not to fill you every chance he gets.”
Your mind went to Lyith. How he had never entered you, despite all the heavy petting and moaning he had done. Your face burned even brighter now.
“I'm a higher class drone too, ya know? Us drones are usually the Queens aides. We feed you, make sure you want for nothing. Whatever you want of us.”
He took your hand in his and pressed a chaste kiss to the tip of your middle finger.
“I would love to serve you as my Queen. We've always had so much fun, right? We would all love you so much too. Our hive.”
You squirmed under the rapt attention.
“I just… I don't know if I'd be a good fit. The thought of being a parent is so overwhelming… and I love being in human society. Going to cafes, and stores. Talking to people. I couldn't give up my humanity.”
There. You'd said it. You were afraid of losing everything you loved about being human.
Haven stared at you a moment, and nodded. “You don't have to give that up. You could go anywhere you want. You'd just need a guards. Or maybe a sweet and handsome drone with high mana.” He beamed at you. “I am pretty powerful myself you know. And as for being a parent, we would all help! Children are blessings, especially after all our hive has been through. Please."
Haven was pulling your hand to his face now, rubbing his cheek on your skin. It felt peculiar. You could tell he was trying hard to keep his emotions in check.
Despair, depression, hope and need all swirled together but he was locking it up as much as he could behind a wall. A wall you could get through with little effort it seemed. He heaved out a shaky breath.
“That's rude, ya know? Pushing yourself into my emotions like that. Anyone else I would be so mad with. But. You are such a kind and hardworking person. Despite being a foreigner, I can't help but want to know more of you.” He leaned his face towards yours.
“Can I kiss you? Please.” His sweet voice was a desperate plea. You glanced up at Rena, who was staring in the opposite direction, as if to give you privacy.
You considered it a moment more before you leaned forward and pressed your lips to Havens. The tip of your tongue seemed to tingle, as well as your lips. It felt like their was a thread between you, pulling you closer to him.
He slowly returned your kiss, carefully holding onto you. Your kiss grew deeper and you felt a hint of his emotion, of shackled hope pushing over the top of his walls. Of satisfaction. And peace. He found peace while kissing you, and a part of you loved him for it.
Haven. Your bold, silly friend.
You pulled away slowly and looked into his large black eyes. He gave you the biggest grin.
“Please don’t break my heart. I didn't mean to give it to you. But you have it.” You just stared at him for a while, not being able to answer.
Would it really be so bad to be a Queen?
“Break the spell please.”
Haven popped the bubble with the flick of his wrist. You looked up to watch Rena descend to you.
“Is your business finished, Little one?” Her gaze didn't stray from Haven, her nose wrinkled.
“Rena, do you know when Lyith comes back from his duties?” Rena blinked.
“It should be in another hour, why?”
“I want to ask you guys something.”
She leaned back and crossed her arms, worry furrowed her brows. “If there is something you want of us, just ask. We will do our best to help you.”
I glanced at Haven who stared at us with interest. “I want to say… fuck it. Fuck it all. Ill become Queen. Will you guys support me?”
Renas eyes widened, but she didn't seem surprised. “It won't be hard, I promise. We will all be there to support you. And Lyith would say the same.”
“But I do have one question." You shuffled a bit, nervious.
" If I want to spend time in town or travel, will your guyses mana be okay? I don't want ro be shackled to a room forever.”
Haven smiled at you, jumping up and down as if in excitement. Every piece of him was quivering. “Whatever you want! It won't hurt us as long as you come back in three days! Oh! This! This is so good I have to tell everyone!” He swooped to the guards at the entrance, dancing as he talked with them. The words couldn't be heard but his excited buzzing could. They quivered and spun around, knocking into the walls of the structure.
“You know he worked you over right? He may care for you, but from the start, all everyone wanted was your magic.” Renas voice was cold. But the worry for you overwhelmed everything else in her bond.
“I know. But I still care for all of you anyway. And I know you and Lyith love me for me.”
Rena didn't respond to this, just sighed and picked you up in her arms, leaning against a tree. You reached up and stroked her nose, letting your love for her fill your bond. As cold as she was she gave you a small smile.
The two of you rested in silence for a long time.
“Do you think ill be good at it?” You asked her, worry peaking through the calm of your shared affection. She shrugged.
“I'm sure you will make the role your own. And may the Kvas help whoever stands in your way.”
