The next day, Kerrigan returned to his lair. He emerged, and looked at her with a wild glare.
"You look a bit different today, Abathur. Is it finished?" she asked. He nodded, looking at her with his glowing green eyes.
"Now see why Terrans irrational. Do not like new augmentation. Does not serve purpose," he said. Kerrigan chuckled, her hands on her hips in a power pose.
"Maybe I can change your mind. Let me show you what this can do for you," she said. Approaching him, she felt slightly intimidated, but she brushed it off. Long forgotten were the memories of the torture he inflicted upon her, replaced by new ones of the victories they had shared. By no means would he have been her type on Earth, but twenty years of loneliness had changed her. Now, she only wanted satisfaction, and she felt a begrudging respect for this monster.
His hand reached out and grasped her, pulling her through the air and into his gaping maw. A lot of his work was done inside of him, and he had control in there. Landing in his soft innards, she was surrounded by glowing green light. Around her, she could feel him touching her. Looking down, she saw a good sized tentacle in just the right position.
"You know what to do, don't you?" she said. He responded by pulling her legs apart, and sliding his tentacle across her opening. Kerrigan's hand reached out and caressed the appendage, and he made a deep, rumbling noise that vibrated around her.
"Feeling intense. Overwhelming mind," he said.
"Good, then you did it correctly," she said. Sliding down, she pressed against his member, and it wriggled with pleasure. His breathing quickened, and she knew that he needed release as much as she did. The tentacle probed her opening, making a tentative dip inside of her. Kerrigan moaned, not having felt the touch of another in so many years. Abathur now realized that he could get relief from this torment, and he shoved the member inside of her. It filled her tightly, stretching her warm recess and making her explode with pleasure. It writhed inside of her as it pumped in and out, seeking the satisfaction of her body. His insides vibrated more from his gutteral moaning, as he received the most intense pleasure of his life. It felt amazing, but Kerrigan wanted an even more intense high.
Deciding to get a little kinky, she acted like she was disinterested.
"Not good enough. I might just tell you to stop," she said, in between her heavy breaths. The thrusting slowed, but the member continued to writhe inside of her.
"Will not fail queen. Will improve," he said desperately.
"You'll just have to make me stay," she said wickedly. Feeling his body inflate and contract around her from his deep breathing, small filaments began to encircle Kerrigan's body. They grew thicker, and soon she found that she couldn't move. Trapped, she was now his prisoner once again, at his mercy. And she knew very well that he had none.
"Now, can't leave. Will finish," he said, his voice deep and low.
Holding her in place, he pushed himself inside her again, thrusting harder than before. Kerrigan was deeply aroused, being used for pleasure by this intelligent being. He lifted her hips, moving her into a better position to be penetrated. She wriggled around, enjoying the sensation of being captive while he filled her with himself. It was enough to get her close to orgasm, and he could feel her vagina begin to tighten and twitch around him. Making "mmph" noises, he pushed forceful and rhythmically inside of her, until the pleasure built up inside Kerrigan and she came hard. She called out and writhed in ecstasy, and Abathur felt a deep pride in himself. He swirled the member around deliciously inside of her, feeling her every twitch as it drove him closer to madness. He began thrusting fast, building up, until he experienced his first overwhelming orgasm. On the outside, he doubled over on himself, and his hands clenched into fists.
The filaments around Kerrigan withdrew, and his mouth opened up to allow her to slide out. She emerged, green fluid covering her body. She turned back and looked at him, as he straightened his back and pressed his hands together.
"Sensation, indescribable. Feel relieved now. Finally calm," Abathur said.
"The feeling is mutual. Don't worry, I'll be back for more," Kerrigan said.
"Am pleased to know it. How long must keep new appendage?" he asked.
"Until I'm done with it. Whenever that will be," she said. Abathur looked concerned, but said nothing about it. He understood now that his queen needed this relief, due to her Terran origins. There were mixed feelings inside of him now, and already the creeping desire to become satisfied again. This scared him, being the careful creature that he was, but his pride told him that he was up to the challenge.
"Will return to work," he said.
"See ya," Kerrigan said, and left.