The Interruption

  Proto-Excalibur grunted. The waves of meager low-leveled Corpus poured from every direction and fell to his Exalted Blade like flies. Behind him, Nyx yawned while firing her Sonicor into the endless horde.
  "Protect the pod, I'm going to go see if they dropped anything of use." Said Excalibur in a disinterested tone.
  With a flick of her wrist Nyx inflicted the room with Chaos, an ability of her own creation which caused those afflicted to attack the first person, or thing, they see. She rolled her shoulders and shrugged, then flicked her wrist several more times to Mind Control ten of the Corpus Crewmen. She forced one of the ten to lay on the ground with his head supported by the pod and present his genitals, which she also forced to become erect. The other nine followed, retrieving themselves from their suit, and circled around her waiting to be commanded.
  Nyx sat on her knees, facing away from the lounging Crewman, with her buttocks spread and her hips grinding against the tip of his penis to work it inside of her rectum. Meanwhile the second Corpus Crewman too sat on his knees, rubbing the tip of his penis against Nyx's clitoris. Two more Crewmen entered the scene with their organs on display which Nyx promptly snatched up and held in the palms of her hands.
  The fourth Crewmen followed his brothers' example and dropped to his knees on top of the pod. Nyx craned her head backward and inhaled the penis into her throat, then forced him to rock his hips back and forth. The taste of sweat and unwashed flesh soured her tongue and caused her wretch, yet still she kept the rod in her esophagus. The fifth, sixth, seventh, and eighth Corpus Crewmen filled the gaps around her and mindlessly masturbated for their new temporary Master's viewing pleasure.
  The initial penetration of her rectum sent a jolt of pain up her spine, which she ignored, but was quickly replaced with a dull pleasurable glow from the Crewman's continued thrusts. The Crewman designated to please her vagina set to work at a very specific rate of three and a half thrusts per second. Finally, she curled her fingers around the two faceless Crewman's shafts and pumped hard.
  Even with all her holes filled and her lust for cock being sated, Nyx yet remained bored. Something was missing, something wasn't right, and she couldn't for the life her place her finger on what it was. At the exact moment of her first minor orgasm a white crescent shaped wave of energy cut through the body of the Corpus Crewmen whose cock she held in her mouth. A splash of blood splattered across her face, neck, and chest, painting her in red.
  "Every time. Every fucking time with you." Began Excalibur. "I can't leave you alone for five minutes without you forcing yourself on some poor soul."
  Excalibur shoved the Crewmen aside and replaced the organ with his own. He grumbled to himself, took the sides of Nyx's head in his hands, and raped the narrow esophagus that struggled to accommodate his girth. While fully capable, Nyx decided not to make an issue of it and allowed him to proceed, it did spice things up after all.
  The flood gates lowered and every one of the Corpus Crewmen sprayed the inside and outside of Nyx's body in their tepid stench. The act of deep throating Excalibur, while fun at first, grew tiresome. Nyx snapped her fingers and temporarily took control of his mind, fiddled with it, and forced him to ejaculate. The seven short bursts of semen painted her esophagus in white. Three times she swallowed to clear the contents from her throat.
  Excalibur withdrew himself from his partner and holstered his weapon. A blinding flash of light lit up the room and instantly gored the Corpus Crewmen.
  Nyx stood and pulled the severed penis from her anus with an expression of pure disgust.
  "You could've at least waited for me to get off of him." Complained Nyx.
  Excalibur threw his hands up in the air. "I can't take you anywhere. You're like a rabbit, you fuck anything that moves."
  He dropped his arm behind Nyx and took hold of her far buttocks. Nyx responded with a peck on his cheek and they returned to their slaughter of the Corpus units that flocked to their demise.
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