I do not own Galerians:Rion/Ash,but if I did,Birdman would be alive and his arse would be mine OO;
By the way:THIS STORY IS INCEST! Birdman X Rita. Don't like it,don't read. And it's my first Incest/Galerians story,w00t.
I also do not own Stabbing Westward's "Drugstore" song. The italics represent the song.
ENJOY! OO;
DRUGSTORE
You seduced me in your lonely hell
Naked,hungry I crawl into your cell
He threw the red-haired Galerian against the left wall of the small medical cabinet-like room. His desires were scrotching, inflamed as the female struggled against her will.
A virtual drugstore is piled on your bed
I can't resist with your tongue in my head.
"Birdman...", she whispered from the corner of the raven black-haired teen's teasing tongue.
He probed his tongue into her chinadoll-shaped mouth,whispering forbidden words,including her name.
"Rita..."
How can everyhting be justified by you?
How can everything be justified by you?
With a covered sigh, Rita gave into the maniacal teen, whose hands began to fondle with her suspender straps. His warm breath explored the porcelain skin that covered her neck.
The female Galerian felt lightheaded as the raven laid her frail body onto the chamber-like floor.
She felt cold, but Birdman's warmth incaved her bones.
You get off on watching my bleed
You get off on feeding my disease
One, two, three buttons undone from her white haltertop. Blindly, the red-head fiddled with the overall straps that encased the black-haired teen.
This time will be perfect you explain
Your tongue is deadly as a needle through my veins.
The boy's overall front fell to his slender waist. A rational number of kisses bestowed the two Galerians like acid rain.
A slip. Fast hands moved.
A slide. Clothes were thrown to the side.
The girl was the first to be naked.
How can everything be justified by you?
The raven escaped his overalls.
Lust came to him.
A thrust, deeper, deeper.
Rita moaned, locking her pale arms around the teen.
How can my demise be justified by you?
Another thrust.
What would Mother think of her and Birdman's human reproduction act they were doing now?
I'm so tired of living for your touch
I'm so tired of needing you so much.
He came quickly, the room smelled of wanting and acid that was spiked. Rita's pain was diffusing, but she never complained about the
severing pain he brought her.
How can everything be justified by you?
How can everything be justified by you?
Birdman stopped his rythm of movements and gazed longingly at the female under him.
Her eyes were closed, chinadoll cheeks flushed.
How can everything be justified by you?
"Rita..I'm sorry."
She opened her eyes to stare into the blue and gold eyes of the raven who just made human 'love' to her.
How can my demise be justified by you?
As she sat up on her elbows, Birdman moved to either side of the red-head.
"I'm sorry.."
Her armsmoved freely around his shoulders, her face buried into his ebony locks.
"Don't be sorry.."
When did I decide to be crucified by you?
"Rita.."
The girl snapped forward.
She was short-circuiting.
A Nalcon shot to her stomach. Rita twitched uncontrolablly on the wet, splinter-wood floor.
How can everything be justified by you?
Rita Sirius.
09821406.
Her systems were shutting off.
"Birdman.."
"Rita...Rita, come, the afterlife is beautiful!"
Her brother called, he was accompanied with the raven.
Birdman smiled.
"Welcome home.."
System Error.
By you...