Hey All! Sorry I'm so late with chapter two, it's a really long story. Anywho, I've gotten a few comments about how Gutspilla is not an "anatomically correct" Ork and to answer your questions, yes. I am aware that canon Orks are spawned from fungal spores in the ground of a planet and have neither end of the reproductive system. My response to these comments is that this is exactly what makes this fanfiction. As for the requests for eldar/tau or eldar/human, it's an interesting idea and I'll think about it. Thanks to everyone who left the lovely comments, it means the world to me! So again thanks for waiting, here's chapter two!
Chapter Two
It had been a few weeks since Commander Savon and Warboss Gutspilla united their forces against the Tyranids. The first strike was severe, but thanks to the Tau's staggering long-range weapons and the Orks radidly replenishing supply of mêlée soldiers they recovered quickly from their losses. Once the first impact passed the war effort had become almost trivial. Even without the lack of a real challenge for either of them, both commanders would frequent the frontlines both to invigorate their troops and to show the Tyranids who's in charge of the Laouron system.
Gutspilla had not seen Savon since their "negotiations" in the Mukkwatta Swamps. This greatly disappointed him since he wanted to see firsthand how fiercely such a hellcat could battle. But on some other level, he seemed to merely want her company. To feel her soft blue skin on his, smell her sweet red hair. In all his years, the hardened Ork commander had never felt this kind of feeling before. Which is why when he received a message out of the blue that Savon requested an audience he leapt at the chance. He had the Mekboyz give him a new Bionik eye to replace the one she blew out and hoped on the first Wartrukk heading to her base.
"Lewkout boss. Dat sneaky blueskin may be tryin' to off ya." one of his Nobz cautioned before having his teef knocked out. Savon was different. Both he and she benefitted from this partnership, at least for a few more months till the Tyranids are gone for good. But then... would they go back to being enemies? Gutspilla huffed at the thought. Why should he care? Once the threat is gone he could use his inside knowledge to easily wipe her out and keep the system all to himself. He suddenly frowned. He really didn't want to kill her if he didn't have to.
Is the great Gutspilla going soft?
The trukk soon comes to a halt and the giant Ork disembarked. A pair of Tau in officer's armor stand by the door to the Tau command HQ. One of them touches his comm and nods before motioning to his partner to let Gutspilla in. He moved by the guards, the doors quietly slipping shut behind him. "Dang..." he grumbles to himself, looking at the spotless and shimmering halls of the command center. Several small drones hover in all different directions delivering intel and various other things. One of them stops in front of the Ork.
"This way, Warboss." it says with its heavy reverbed voice. The drone turns and starts down a hallway. Gutspilla shrugged before following it. His heavy steps were loud against the tiled floors and the trail of muck he left him earned the glares of the cleaning servants. He didn't pay them any mind as the drone led him to another set of doors. If he could read Tau he would know it said "Shas'O."
Gutspilla found himself swallowing a sudden lump in his throat as the doors slid open and the drone moved aside. He stepped in and they shut behind him. The Ork looked around at what appeared to be a private bedchamber. This one room was probably more luxiorious than his entire Fortress. His ear pricked up as he heard a swishing noise from the next room followed shortly by her voice.
"In here. Enter Warboss, please."
He took a moment to steel his nerves before rounding the corner. Savon sat beside a round pool filled with blue-tinted water. Her armor sat in the corner, polished and sleek white. She wore a set of robes that matched her armor in color. She looked up at him, her long red hair tied up behind her head. His nerves eased a bit as he saw her smile, telling him she was happy to see him.
"Welcome Gutspilla," she said gently, her hands twisting gently in the water. "Thank you for seeing me on such short notice."
"Bah, ain't no biggun." he replied, waving his hand dismissively in the hopes of covering up his sudden discomfort.
"You stink of rotting Tyranid. Please, enter the pool."
He flinched and looked at the pool warringly. He had never seen clean water before. While he was hesitant, he knew deep down she had not steered him wrong yet. He removed his shoota and stripped off his clothes and slowly stepped into the pool, only to be met with an instant heat. "Gah! Why dis watta so damn hot?!" he blurted out, making her giggle. "It loosens the muscles" she explains. "Don't tell me the mighty Gutspilla is afraid of a little hot water?" she teases playfully, hitting him at his ego. She guided him to lay back with her sitting on the edge behind him as she poured hot water over his shoulders, the filth dissolving away in the nutrient rich pool.
Gutspilla was completely out of his element. He had no idea what she was doing, but could not deny that he enjoyed it a bit. Savon swore for the first time she saw an Ork blush. "Why yew doin dis?" he asks her. "Yew need me boyz sumwhere?" He ran on the typical Ork principle that no one does anything FOR you unless they want something FROM you.
Savon smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck. "I need you here." she whispered in his pointed ear. She pulled her hands away and began to disrobe, making sure he was looking forward and not peeking. Once she was fully nude she slipped into the pool with him, tucking her arms under his and pressing her chest to his hard back. She smiled, making sure he could see her long azure legs travelling down his own. "I cannot demand that you stay, only ask."
Savon enjoyed how rough he was with her the first time, and she awkwardly avoided him out of embarrassment. Well, that and to recover away from his eyes not to make her appear weak. She was barely able to walk for a few days after their sexual encounter. But she stood firm to his test of her strength. Now it was her turn to test his gentleness. The commander was curious to see how he responded to be tested with patience and passion, two important aspects in Tau philosophy.
Gutspilla shivered at the feeling of her skin sliding along his, his primal desires sparking the instant they touched. And yet... he chose to restrain himself. The last time he acted so fiercely on his urges she disappeared for weeks. He did not enjoy that one bit. He was determined to keep her near him as much as possible, to the point that he was willing to take a part in her unusual water rituals. Even if it seemed odd to him he would bear it because this was what made her comfortable, and he trusted her. No Ork has trusted another species in... well, ever. Hell, Orks don't even trust other Orks.
"You smell... powerful." she said softly, thinking saying he smelled good may come across as an insult. The water had removed a level of grime even predating the tyranid attacks and she saw how deep his green hue was. She could see veins working thier way around his arms. Powerful muscles and scars. He boasted near infinite physical power, yet it was tamed by her hand. Savon felt a great desire well inside her. Slowly she crawled out from behind him and allowed the great Ork to see her naked, Her hair undone and spilled over her shoulders. She brought a hand up to his face.
"You have the strength of a thousand worlds." she whispered, looking deep into his eyes.
Gutspilla's breathing hitched a bit when she came into view as he was hypnotized by her beauty. Her kind words caused the pale blush on his face to deepen. Of course hearing other Orks call him powerful and tough was common, even stimulating his growth and lead to his ability to seize power as Warboss. But hearing it from her gave him a strange feeling. Instead of making his body grow larger and more dense he felt a tingle as if a swarm of Mukkwatta gnats had slipped into his belly.
"Gah!" his breath caught in his throat as he felt her hand grip his cock under the water and stroke it, still not breaking the stare. He couldn't stop himself from purring like a squig as she stroked him. Savon smirked, feeling him harden and grow in her hand. She took his natural hand and dipped it under the water, guiding it down to find her crotch. He took the hint and began rubbing her slowly, making her let out a low moan. She climbed up his body, still stroking him, and began to kiss him passionately. It was not powerful or gentle, but full of restrained lust. She kept her urges in check to let them build and make unleashing them feel pleasurable beyond measure. She pushed hard and slow against his lips, the hot water just as stimulating as his fingers. Even though she was the one testing and teasing him, she felt teased herself being so close to the Ork.
Gutspilla returned her kiss, doing his best not to overpower. His cybork hand came up to brush the fiery lock of hair from her face and cup her cheek gently. As he rubbed her pussy he brought his thumb up from rubbing her lips to rub her swollen clit. This level of restraint he was showing was unheard of, but he trusted Savon and felt she knew what she was doing. Mainly because what they were doing felt amazing!
Savon was deeply impressed by the level of grace he showed with his mechanical hand. This was what she admired about him. Even as enemies she knew he possessed a level of restraint and tact that won him battles, and now it had won him her heart. She could understand how he came to lead the WAAAGH! He was cunning and brutal and knew when to be which. And now he had her dancing on the edge of pleasure. The Tau commander climbed higher up his body and positioned his cock directly under her pussy. "Push me down, Warboss, all the way." she practically begged him. The Ork commander nodded, moving one hand to the back of her neck and the other to her hip. He pushed her down onto his cock, but not like before. Instead of ramming in as hard as he could he went carefully, observing her face to ensure he wasn't hurting her. She let out gasps of pleasure as he did so, really feeling every inch and just how big he truly was. She let it sit inside of her for a few moments, just enjoying it. Gutspilla grinned at her reaction. Then she began to rock her hips forward, making him groan. She bit her bottom lip trying not to scream out in pleasure as she rocked back and forth on his length.
After a moment he began humping in synch with her to push his cock even deeper into her tight pussy. His mechanical hand gently gripped her skull and pushed her face to his, muffling both their moans with a kiss. His natural hand slid up her side to her breast, kneading the soft azure flesh tenderly.
"Mm... G-Gutspilla!" Savon moaned as she felt her pleasure knotting up in her gut. Neither of them had gotten any action since their negotiations, so the other's touch felt like fireworks. While this was good it was also a setback as their endurance was shot. It was not long before Savon gripped his shoulders tightly and cried out as her orgasm hit and waves of pleasure washed over her. Gutspilla continued to hump into her, letting her ride out her orgasm for as long as possible. Once it passed she collapsed onto him, breathing heavily onto his chest as she tried to collect herself. After a bit she looked up, a purple blush on her face. "Sorry..." she mumbled. This was exactly what she was afraid of the first time: appearing weak. She just could not help herself, it felt so amazing! She was expecting him to mock her for climaxing so soon, but was surprised when he just brushed the strands of hair from her face.
"Ain't no biggun, lovee." he says gently. He was more pleased just to be with her again, and making her orgasm made him feel invincible and stimulated his growth more than any Orkish praise. Savon's eyes widened a bit as she felt his cock start to expand inside her and his muscles seemed to bulge a bit more. The fact that he was still rock hard and throbbing told her he hadn't climaxed yet. She had done the impossible, Savon had managed to make an Ork put someone else's needs over their own! She smiled and leaned up to kiss him on the lips. "Thank you, Warboss." she said gently, making him grin.
"I believe a reward is in order for your performance." Savon says with a grin. She pulls herself off his length and swims over to the edge of the pool. She bends over and grabs the edge, Her taut Tau ass and pussy peeking out of the water. "Use my body until you release." she says, wagging her butt at him and using her fingers to part her wet lips for him. Gutspilla smirks evilly and moves over to her, grabbing Savon by her nice wide hips. He positions himself at her entrance and pushes in until she swallows him entirely. Savon arches her back sharply as he starts to pound into her pussy. He groans and growls pleasurably, occasionally spanking her firm ass listening to the swish of the water and his hips slapping against her wet butt a bit brutally. Savon cries out in ecstasy, backing herself up against him to push him in deeper.
"WAAAAAAAGH!" Gutspilla soon cries out as he explodes inside her, filling her with his seed until it comes gushing out of her. Both of them take a moment to recover before he removes his cock from her, finally going limp. Savon lets her pussy fall into the water, dissolving away his cum. Not that she has to worry since their different genomes make it impossible for impregnation. Gutspilla falls back into the bath, breathing heavy. Savon grins coyly and crawls up to lay on his chest.
"We will have to do this more regularly." she says, smiling to herself. Gutspilla smiles and strokes her back. "Aye lovee." he pants.
Again, sorry for the wait! I might start working on other stories too of other stuff, I have some ideas for Naruto and Fairy Tail and a couple other things. I promise I won't forget you guys though! Thanks so much for reading! :D