Zul "Spray"
SO this was originally part of that pheromone perfume/spray series I was doing and well its clear I'm not doing much recently SOOOOO I'm just going to start positing what I got written up in my notebooks and this is of course for @moodymisty and her favorite boy to celebrate me finding a notebook I had thought long lost! Which kinda kicked off my haitus because i lost a notebook in my move.
Better late then never right?
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Warnings: Period Sex, period blood consumption
Zul's win rate in the fighting pits had improved since getting his Spaseniye. It was clear to him why he had improved... he could think again. Which earned her the privilege of her being the only one of his slaves to stay in his room. The warband he was tethered to had a large number of Khornites to which Zul wondered if he was part of their number anymore... he had worshiped Khorne because it was easy for him to do in the heat of battle as it was mindless. Besides the death of her by the Khornites he had seen the way the few Sorcerers in the warband's employ look at her. Zul had caught one cupping her face as if he was looking at something to be bought or stolen. Spaseniye was his.
The heavy door to his room opened up and he could see Spaseniye asleep in her corner, his eyes catching the subtle way she flinched in her sleep. Zul exhaled hard as the nails were softly singing and just he felt that high of adrenaline still. But as he looked at her he could feel something snarl inside of him demanding for her death but he ignored it as his eyes went over to the most recent skull upon the skull pile that he knew deep down acted as an alter to Khorne. He snickered at Kreeg's skull as that was what he got for his selfishness... a spot on his alter. But he was having to reconsider his relationship with the blood god given how Spaseniye complicated things.
He finally took off his rebreather, the steel pegs that acted as his teeth loosening up off the metal he often bit onto, certainly when he sparred. He wiped drool off of his chin and bottom lip as he just inhaled... blood. His pupils became pinpricks at the smell of blood, he could smell how it was a mixture of old and new... along with something feminine. He slowly stalked closer to her as he was hardly versed in Khornite moon blood rituals, beyond knowing that they existed. Zul for the most part was hardly versed in normal Khornite rituals beyond the ever growing pile of skulls he would offer to an uncaring god.
The blood god cared not from whence the blood flowed... as long as it flowed. Spaseniye grimaced and winced in pain as Zul knew it was painful for her as she writhed on her meager 'bedding'. He just never saw her in the midst of it. The whimpers of pain from her as she curled up tighter... Zul was moving slowly only realizing how close he was getting when her breath dances on his skin and a finger pressed against her sex watching the blood cling to his finger as he tilts his head like a hound. Her exhale as the warmth of his hand brings her some relief that she squeezed his hand between her thighs... and in that moment Zul realized one more very important thing... Spaseniye... Spaseniye was naked.
It was as if Slaanesh was waiting for him to realize that, along with his own lack of clothing in this moment for it to strike, to send that feeling of desire between his legs. Pleasure receptors long underused spark back to life in his broken brain as the nails, loosened by her psyker gift, no longer bite and punish him and allow him to feel something else. He whined like a dog... as sensations flooded his nail bitten brain long forgotten and the cloth that he was wearing felt rough almost painful.
Spaseniye startled awake as Zul's voice was in her ear. She was anemic and tired and she doesn't know why she thought being naked would help with the pain. She pulls the threadbare blanket close to her body, "Zul!" She says startled and pained as another cramp rolls through her body. Her throat tightened as she looked into his red-brown eyes seeing the way he was looking at her with an intensity she had never seen before on him.
With their eyes locked Zul could feel the mounting feelings and desires stop as her powers soon washed over him like cold water... but Zul didn't want to stop. "Close your eyes." He growls out his order and like a well behaved thing she obeys. Zul strips a piece of cloth off of his shredding bedding, he assumes that's what it is, and ties it tightly over her eyes. She flinches with the movements and he can hear her heart race... in this moment Zul doesn't want to be calm...
He looks at the blood on his fingers and licks it slowly tasting the tang of old blood and the sharpness of fresh blood. Something inside of him keeps him from just quickly cleaning his fingers as he just lazily licks them clean soothing that underlying demand for blood. He pulls Spaseniye to her feet, gripping the collar as he leads her over to the alter of skulls. She whimpers softly, bloody thighs pressed together as she is blind to what he does. He grabs brother Kreeg's skull and presses it between her legs. She whimpers and twitches as her blood is smeared onto the skull. He snarls in high gothic, "I was willing to share Kreeg... to be as brothers once more. You were always a selfish bastard weren't you? Be thankful I'm willing to even share this with you."
Zul continued to grip the gorget, a thumb of his pressed into her cheek as he put the now bloody skull back on the altar. Zul still felt desire as that did not scratch that itch for him. She could feel him drag her back to his bed as she could hear the abused thing whine at his weight. Spaseniye was use to Zul using her to calm down and interact with the world as if it was new to him again... the divine knows how long its been for him. A gasp left her lips as a rough calloused hand of his touches her stomach and begins to slowly move down to where a cramp was... so warm... she bites back a moan. Another gasp leaves her mouth as something heavy throbs as it rests between her legs... Spaseniye wasn't a virgin anymore to be able to play coy to what was pressing against her flesh... and what it was doing to her.
Zul pressed his nose into her neck feeling the way her hair brushed and tickled his cheek like a gentle caress. She smelt so her and for some reason that did so much to him something far more than the taste of her lingering blood in his mouth. The blood was helping but Zul realized quickly that he liked her smell... he liked her skin... he liked her. He looks up at her as she stood there trembling and whimpering blindfolded as she could feel Zul holding her shoulders. It was far too quiet and sure she was use to him using her to calm down but this was a calm she was unsure about... and her poor pitiful whimper was cut off as his mouth crushed her own, and she yielded. Spaseniye flinched as the world moved and came to realize she was on her back trapped under him... his cock brushing against her sex. Her heart fluttered fearfully as she could be crushed or killed... she was blind to his whims as while normally weakened on her moonblood... she couldn't use her powers at all as there was something so angry and heavy watching her try to use her powers. Zul bit her bottom lip and sucked on it tasting her blood but another teary whimper is what gets him to stop, his throbbing member slapping hard against her thigh, bloody strands of saliva connect their lips, he looks down at her under him... trembling... afraid.
"Do you want this?" Zul asks in a whispered voice.
'No' rests at the back of her throat but fear... fear of what should happen if she denies him... "Zul," She says his name breathlessly not seeing the way his red-brown eyes turn black at how she says his name... "Please be gentle." She softly begs as she feels his face against her form inhaling her scent and dragging his lips against her flesh in a form of a kiss. He pulls away to put his rebreather back on, biting the metal plate in his mouth, tightening the straps and making it slightly painful but he must do it to keep himself from biting her. But oh... he wanted to suck on her soft flesh, to leave his marks on her thighs and drink deep of her blood letting it coat his tongue.
Zul tried... he tried to be gentle...he could feel the way her nails dug into his skin as she gasped loudly, biting back a scream, too hard too deep too fast her mind screamed. Tears that make it through the blindfold on her wet his chest as he pulls her down too quickly. She keens in pain and an attempt to arouse as she rolls her hips working herself on his cock. She shivers as she feels his hands move up her waist, she is unable to see the look on Zul's face... the blissed out expression he wears as that small bit of eye contact from her was still helping to dull the pain leaving him to fully enjoy all of what he has done so far... the licking of her tears and the imbibing of her blood all things that sate the warrior.
He sits up and she scrambles to purchase before locking her fingers around his neck. Something shifts and they moan in unison and soon she is screaming in pleasure as her whole body lights up in pleasure. Her mouth widening like some dog panting as she herself pants trying to get more air in her lungs. Zul could not exactly see the union that he was having with her, he wanted to see the junction of his cock entering her body but he was left with seeing the way her body darkened as blood rushed to the skin's surface all the way from her cheeks to her nipples was the blood rushing to the cells of her flesh. While he snarls at the frustrated moment he just holds her and thrusts in to a beat that he knows deep down but from where he cannot recall... was it the cacophonous sound that the worshipers of Slannesh called music? Was it the sound of his own blood rushing in his ears? Was it the sound of final breaths happening around him? He could not say but the smile that was on the corners of her lips told him that she was enjoying the rhythm all the same. His eyes rolled back as she clenched hard around him and he just continued to buck his hips against hers.
Spaseniye felt panic rise in her body as he pulls out with a harsh tug, she is ready to protest, but she is thrown onto the bed. Face down in sheets and blankets that have old sweat and blood mixed into them. Zul pulled her hips up to line up with his as he rested one knee on the bed. She felt him push in again and really all that left her poor mouth was an 'uhuhuh' mixing in the small room with the wet fap from her probably injured sex. His fingers bruised her hips as he pulled her hips back against him, down his cock as his head was thrown back just savoring the feeling. Spaseniye was in a pleasured dazed as Zul's inhuman precision kept hitting all the right spots in her sex in this position.
Spaseniye was on the cusp of her final orgasm, because only the dark gods knew how she was getting off on this, but she could feel that big orgasm just beyond the crest of her pleasure... right there to feel and to fill her. Silently begging Zul for a little bit more but it must have been a cruel trick because she could feel Zul grind his hips against hers as he cums. A satisfied grunt from him as he can feel himself spill inside of her. When he pulled out he looked surprised as Spaseniye cried out begging, "Zul! Zul please just a bit more I'm so close!" She begs, practically sobbing, as an orgasm was just right there for her, "Just let me ride you!" She says somehow convincing the Astartes as she feels him inside of her again.
Zul was laying back like some predator full from a kill as he watched her work herself on that softening cock of his. He pulls her blindfold off as his eyes meet with those swirling eyes of hers. He shiver of pleasure that walks down his spine as he watched her chase that pleasure with saliva dripping down those cracked lips of hers that at one point looked full enough from the recollections of his mind. Spaseniye could feel how close she was and perhaps she would feel shame for this later as she closed her eyes... but she grabs his hand and Zul lets her move his hand... she places it to her throat. It was just resting there... pushing the gorget against her sweat covered skin and she could feel herself tighten... she could feel Zul tighten his hand as she could feel the heavy hand of control around her. She opened her eyes again and the red-brown of his eyes looked into her own with that intensity of his... the same one that made her shrink away in fear... no it made her press her throat harder into the webbing of his hand. He felt her hips move harder... the way drool runs down her mouth... she was a beast to her desires and it finally snapped as she orgasms with a near silent gasp.
Spaseniye collects herself for a moment as she tires to ignore the awkward thoughts as this certainly wasn't like any of her other previous partners...she pulls her hips up just enough that Zul's cock is covered in her blood and red cum is oozing out of her too. Zul pulls off his rebreather finally freeing himself of his desires to rip her apart with his mouth. She goes to climb off of him and return to her corner as he is busy wiping his chin... but she doesn't even get her feet to the floor as he grabs and holds her against himself. His hand gently groping as he is far to busy replying in his mind the look on her face... the way her eyes fluttered as she orgasmed and how they rolled back... the way her tongue stuck out slightly as drool ran out the corners of her mouth... oh and the way she opens up her whole mouth with that final gasp as it hits her. He is certain if he had anything left it would have emptied in that moment.
They laid there and of course it did not take long for his Spaseniye to drift off to sleep against him with how warm his body was. Zul rested an arm over his eyes as his other hand had moved down to playing with her ass... and Zul once more was thinking that she was far too thin...
