#deuteroganist

[sink-my-teeth-in]

❝ I need you, your lips on my skin. I need you deep inside me. ❞

He'd barely stepped into the house and tossed his jacket carelessly over the back of the couch when Nix's voice cruised through the open door of the bedroom. If the husky rasp drawing him in hadn't been enough to kickstart his heart then the sight of her in his bed definitely was. In a daze the man stood rooted to the spot, drinking the sight before him in. She was carefully hidden beneath a sheet with just enough skin tantalizingly on display to tease. Invitations like that weren't given away so freely so the first thing Dija thought was to strip down to nothing. Instead he sauntered over to the side of the bed and looked down at the woman that had all but ensorcelled him.

Slowly, slowly, he reached for the hem of his shirt. He knew what he looked like and knew how to show it off. Like a man with all the time in the world, Dija pulled his shirt up deliberately and exposed his well-defined abs and chest as if he wasn't ready to rip his clothes apart at the seams, wastefulness be damned. He did the same with his belt, then the jeans he wore until he was left bare for her inspection. If the appreciation and dark look of desire showing on Nix's face were any indication, then his attempt at seduction had been successful.

Superspeed was a neat trick and Dija used it to rip the sheet off of Nix without any other signal or warning. She wasn't nearly as naked as he was. Still wearing a sports bra and boxers didn't diminish her attractiveness. It only enhanced it for the Saiyan. Lingerie was always a nice bonus but the everyday underwear tickled at something Dija couldn't define at the moment.

He leaned over her, caging her in his arms but giving her enough room to move away if she needed to. When Nix stayed where she was at, Dija dared an open-mouthed kiss across her collarbone, rolling up to nibble at her ear where he moaned softly. "Gods you're beautiful." Carefully he moved back, picking her up like she weighed nothing and wrapping her legs around his waist. Dija pressed her back into the wall and ground against her slowly, groaning gratefully when one of her hands skated up to grab a handful of hair at the nape of his neck.

What he was about to say would either hit the mark or miss it entirely.

Forward →

[wcrkerbee]

Flies up to give her brother the most affectionate headbutt

DONK. You speak Bumblebee well, Nix. He immediately responds with a servo holding her up to be nuzzled at, optics closed in delight.

"There you are!" He bwooooos. "You've been busy, huh?"

[sevenwxshes]

@deuteroganist

The sweltering heat of Kalderon wasn't an unknown fact for this planet, ravaged by a desert wasteland and volcano's that occasionally erupted. However the hungry occupant of this planet wasn't a far distance either and that made his predicament even more troublesome. The helmet helps filter the air to make it easier for him to breath, his eyes slowly adjusting to the light as the visor keeps it from blinding him outright. Still, he's immobilized, his attempts reward him with the weight and noise one can attribute to chains. Which means he'd failed to escape. Dammit. He can see the quantrons running around, setting up what looks like a transmitter. Albeit his gaze looks over to the newest of Astronema's crew. It looked akin to a lion like in the documents he'd seen the other rangers gathered around in one of the hangers watching, he'd decided to look at one for himself in the simulation room. Though they usually had much more vibrant colors than the monster mere feet away from him, tugging tighter on the chains and hammering the nails further. Clearly realizing he was awake, he can see the bazooka they carry, along with what looks like metal decorating them. Perhaps a robotic type like a humanoid lion? Makes sense why he's been imprisoned on a dust bowl then. "Get that communication relay up! We'll use the ranger's fearless leader to draw them right into our trap!" The voice sure was like nails dragging across metal. Gritting his teeth as he attempts to struggle free once more no matter how futile. "You won't get away with this!" "But I have already Red Ranger! Just watch the show." He can still distantly hear the transmitter come to life, Astronema's voice clear as day making some type of comment, he's missing out on vital information with his sluggishness but the heat threatens to make him faint, it's a struggle to remain conscious. He wonders if when he'd been shot down from the galaxy glider that perhaps he'd suffered a head injury. It would make sense. He'd blacked out long before hitting the ground. "Rangers! I have good news for you, I know the whereabouts of your dear leader!"

Andros wanted nothing more than his attempt to kick the nail loose would instead hit the prideful boasting monster's ankle or foot. The quatrons swarming around him are no better given how close dual edged blades get, one pressed down near his neck to cease any further attempts of escape.

"Of course you can come attempt to rescue him before he becomes a snack for Clawhammer-" A loud bellowing gurgle of a roar makes his heart leap into his throat, he can see some panic descend over the quantrons but the monster remains resolute, albeit seeming a bit unsettled himself. Good. "-And he's quite famished." He can see the screen flicker out, before he grunts as the monster now turns its attention fully to him. "You'll regret this."

"We'll see about that."

[viciousbite]

[ bleed ] Darkfang has made Phoenix bleed

Horrors // @deuteroganist

Organics, such fragile creatures. Small, squirming little things. This one though, was she human? She appeared human, with some additional features that didn't belong there. Were they made by human technology? He wanted to see. And maybe in his excitement in picking her up, unwillingly, may have caused results that reminded him of human fragility.

His digits were wrapped around her body, with one claw adjusted in the wrong angle and oh, there was red liquid leaking out of her. His claw, pierced at her side, in a way that made her skin lightly bulge on the side. It hadn't gone through the whole way, and lucky for him, there was no fatal organs placed there.

"Ah, my bad, squishy." He spoke nonchalantly, without retreating his claw as he brought her body closer to his face plates. Certainly organic on the rest of the body, but her right arm, was different. "Confirms your organic nature though, while this, is it human made?" He continued, curiosity upon his glossa. His free servo lifted and made an attempt to brush along the cybernetic piece. Meanwhile ignoring the discomfort she might be feeling from getting partially impaled by a giant mechanical snake like mech.

[fxsiondance]

Caress -> Nix gently touches Vegito's tail. Yes, I was in ur meme tag.

It wasn't often he lowered his guard so much but it wasn't like the crew of this shuttle would be able to do anything to him, substantial that was. Even if they did ever pose a threat, it wouldn't be hard to damn them to the unforgiving vast expanse of space. Let them float dead in it's eternal trap. Even still, despite his best efforts slowly they've wormed their way into the friendship between him and Gogeta, it felt like the pair had instead grown into some type of circle. A huff of air escaping his lips as a gloved fist presses itself against his cheek, sprawled along the couch and staring out to the vast expanse outside the window. The dull sounds were slowly luring him to sleep, the edges of some type of dream starting to form before abruptly it snaps, just like his tail with wicked accuracy against the object that suddenly touched it. Instinct has him moving with deadly accuracy. He launches himself from the couch, taking his abrupt attacker by surprise with a gloved hand gripping onto the front of fabric that nearly rips from his sheer strength to slam them up against the wall, crimson flashes in the depths of his eyes as the azure hue rushes across his body, nearby electronics sizzling and nearly exploding from the sheer pressure that rushes outwards. His free hand pulled back in a fist, fangs bared before it all fades for stunned surprise, just alike the person staring back at him.

".....Nix?" He slowly releases his grip, taking a few steps back as if that would remedy what just transpired as the form quickly flickers away with shards of blue light upon the air that fade away, peeling away like stardust off his body leaving behind ebony black hair and onyx hues adorned with crimson deep within around the iris. His tail now wrapped firmly around his waist. "...The fuck you still doin' up?"

[viciousbite]

Nixie's gonna fly up to give Feral Fang a lil smoochie

@deuteroganist

His servo itched to swat at her, like an instinct to slap away pesky organic insects. The reason why he didn't, came with how used to he became to her smaller presence. Of her wandering near him, and causing him no harm. Darkfang only leaned his frame back for a klik, golden optics shifted to her, wondering the purpose of her actions.

Actions that left him confused, when he felt her soft small organic lips press against his cool face plating. He chirped in question, optics ridges raised and finials gave a few wiggles. Why did she wet his cheek plating? Eh? Huh?

Was that some human behavior he's not aware of? Unknown how to react, or what to do in return, the Snake stuck out his glossa. Glossa that soon gave a full body lick over the front of her body. Mimicking and failing successfully.

[viciousbite]

@deuteroganist liked for a Feral Snake

Silence, for hours on end, Darkfang had wandered off again. The good part? He'd told her in his own ways, he wanted to wander and check the new area. The bad part? One never knew when and in what condition he returned in.

Loud speeding pede steps came closer and closer, the Snake on full speed. Running, in all fours, while occasionally only using his pedes. Shifting from one to another, depending on the terrain. Something rested heavy within his fangs, and soon after, another set of pedes came from the distance. Weaker, staggering, and a loud boom of a blaster came. Dodged, with an agile jump to the side.

Nix? Well, she got no warnings more than the sight itself, the Snake clearly being chased by an angry one servo'd mech. When he sped towards her, and past her, his servo quickly scooped her up on the way to continue running.

What resided within his fangs? The Mech's servo and an amused wide grin. Fighting again, with the wrong mechs.

[bhaal1st]

Probably not the kind of "insane" Wren prefers however-

Well I'm sure we can work on some of these points ... with three bingos ... close enough.