Witness
She stepped into the Black Pyramid inside her Throne World. The pyramid hummed at her presence, informing the owner of her arrival. She walked through the pyramid, admiring the fragments the owner puts on display, some fragments feeling all too familiar to her. The pyramid hums again. Her attention turns to the edge of the platform. A large worm in the far distance, the rest of its form faded into the gaseous cloud blocking the floor, appearing to look never ending. All these years she's believed the Worm Gods were it, but this "Witness" was behind it all since the start.
A voice booms. "What do you seek from me Witch Queen?"
She turns, no one.
"I wish to speak in private." She returns, glancing around the room.
The voice chuckles "Are we not in private? Speak your peace so that you may leave my home."
She laughs softly "This? Your home? If you wished for a home I could have offered something more quaint. You are after all a guest in my home."
"I know your intentions Witch Queen. You seek knowledge of the Witness. But you will find no word from me."
She scoffs "I'm hurt, you refuse to come meet me in physical form. I carry no dagger. And perhaps I stand no chance in killing you, yet you hide."
His voice growls, before an orange glow appears in front of her, a warping strand formation and a slight hum before a tall figure stands. "You may be cunning, but your arrogance will get you killed." He stands before her.
She laughs "Our first physical meeting. A pleasure to meet you Rhulk."
He waves his hand "Enough with the pleasantries. I will give you no information you seek yet you still stand here, why?"
She sighs "I get quite lonely sometimes... being this, benevolent hive god, that is in fact, not as godly as I once believed. I mearly wanted to form a... connection, a bond with my... new acquaintance."
He turns away "How foolish. What trick is this? Do you really believe I'd fall for such a lie?"
"I may lie but this isn't. The death of my brother still plagues me. And my sister is still out there, leaving me to grieve alone..." she says in a soft voice.
"Ah yes... Oryx... the Taken King... a clear example... or a connection that ended up in his death." He turns to her "Because he cared for his son, he fell. If he didn't care about... what was his name... Crota? He would still be alive. If he took his time to find humanity he would've been stronger. But now he's dead. I'm surprised you care for him at all."
"He was arrogant... he believed in... family. He had many children. It was that care that lead to his demise... but he is my brother, we crawled out of the deep together. While I find his act foolish, I still grieve."
"Why are you telling me all this?" He questions.
She takes a step toward him "Cause in my grieving the darkness sent you. Perhaps it was destiny, perhaps a mere coincidence. I'm drawn to you wether the feeling is fabricated or not. I believe that together we can take humanity. But we can't without trusting each other." She holds her hand out, a gesture of equals.
He scoffs "Deceiving me again? Do you take me for a child? I'm not here to make friends, I'm here cause my master, commanded it!" He exclaims loudly with venom. He pants softly, grumbling before gently rubbing his head "You cunning witch..."
She chuckles "I try. So about that bonding?"
He huffs "Your sick. To make me speak my worries aloud, your smarter than you seem..."
"I'm just aware. We are alike, you and I, slaves to our master. We accept their gifts yet suffer somewhat to them." She holds out her hand again.
"Deceive me, and you'll pay with your life." He says, gently taking her hand he transports them both to another room.
She glances around, admiring the unique art and symbols.
"We kill for them, to end suffering. We kill the weak so we can end empty bellies and feed the strong who deserve it. Wether this is true or not, is beyond me." He says walking toward a mural on the wall.
She steps up to it beside him, two orbs on either side, you could say both sides of the mural mirror each other yet there are slight differences.
"I never really had bonds on my home world. Perhaps one with my father, but it didn't last. The Witness... was my first real bond. Perhaps I am a tool, perhaps It was all a lie. But they gave me purpose, and for that I am grateful." He takes her hand again transporting them to a large room.
She stares up, a large gap between the the blocks above them. They look familiar, she walks to the edge, staring down she sees it.
"Xita, the Mother of your Worm Gods. She gave herself to the witness. Giving the pleasure of serving the witness to her children. Yul, Eir, Xol, Ur, Akka. And here she lives, supplying me with the worms I give you to grow your forces. Does this displease you?" He asks.
She shakes her head "She serves the darkness and grows my forces. Perhaps in a way you saved her."
He chuckles, turning back to the worm his amusement ends "Why do you seek information about the Witness?"
She scoffs "I'd like to know who I'm serving."
"Don't you mean antagonizing?"
She turns to him "Doesn't it bother you? We are given strength to kill, yet are never told why. This witness lies and devices us."
"Like you? They're a greater being, they need not to explain the grand plan."
"So they make us strong to serve their purpose then what? We die? After all that strength we perish?"
"If it is their will."
"You blindly obey their rule? Their law?"
"I am a part of saving this universe from itself. Without us the weak will thrive, food will be eaten by them leaving the strong to eat what's left. Homes will be build by the strong for the weak. The strong have to die for the weak. We give the strong a chance, a chance to live for themselves. You follow our logic yet you don't see the grand picture." He says in a cocky tone.
She seethes through gritted teeth, she never thought he'd run her rampant like this "It appears you've played me."
"I mearly asked a single question."
She chuckles softly.
"A battle of ideas. I suppose it's a way of bonding."
"I didn't expect to enjoy this as much as I am."
"I suppose I too am enjoying this. What do you suggest we do now?"
She sighs, feeling a bit giddy she let him rile her up like that "I suppose we can do something... a little more... intimate." She steps closer, caressing her boney fingers against his scaly skin, dragging her pointed fingertips down his arm.
He stares at her curiously "What sort of bonding is this?"
She chuckles softly "You know nothing of this? How cute~" she grasps his arm gently, feeling his lengthy wrists.
"Should I know? Does it matter in combat? Will it assists the witness?" He asks, awaiting her answer as feels her fingers on his skin.
"How adorable~ sadly it won't help your master, but I assure you, you will be quite pleased once it's all over~" she promises in a calm teasing tone.
"This isn't some trick?"
"No it is not."
He hums, glancing down at his wrist he sees her boney insect-like fingers "What is this?"
She laughs softly "Some call it breeding, some mating, it has the potential to create life. But I assure you we won't be using it for that purpose~"
"Fornication?! You seek to have sexual intercourse as a means of bonding?!"
"I mean, just the act alone... craves a need for two individuals. Becoming one~ it's the very embodiment of bonding. For closeness and pleasure."
He ponders the thought "You'd do that? Fornicate with one such as I?"
"I never really had a single mate, I have 3 children, and I'm a Queen. I above all that. I wouldn't mind... with one... as high as you~" she raises her other hand, dragging her skeletal fingers down his scaly chest.
He sees her teasing display, finding it somewhat amusing "I thought the Hive lay eggs?"
"Normal hive..." she murmurs dragging her finger up his chest to his chin, turning his gaze to her. "Does your race do something different?"
If it did I would've forgotten, they're all dead."
She chuckles "Apologizes it's amusing to know that one as old as your would have lived your life without doing stuff like this."
He huffs "I was dedicated to my master. Didn't have time for... pleasantries like this..."
"Then allow me to be the first to show you..." she whispers to him, she stands in front of him gently taking his arm she lowers it to her crotch "Go ahead, feel it..."
He gently presses his hand against her soft, almost fleshy nether region. It's very squishy, and is secreting this green slime "What is this?" He asks staring down at his hand, as the green fluid drips from his fingertips.
"In simple terms it helps your organ slide in. Speaking of your organ..."
"You wish to see?"
"I need to. Or are we not doing this?"
He takes a deep breath "My breeding organ must be pleased, caress it." He whispers, pointing to a small hole between his legs.
She scoffs, circling her boney finger around the small hole "Your a female?"
He growls "I am very much male..."
She looks down, seeing something peek out of the small hole as she teases it, it wiggles faintly "Very peculiar..." she watches as her teasing lures the rest out.
His organ slither from his sheath, its glazed over in a clear fluid as it wiggles hypnotically. A long pink tentacles droops between his legs, the secretion it's covered in drips and pools onto the floor below.
She backs up a little, seeing his length on full display, it's very thick at the base "W-Wow..."
"Is it that usual?" He asks.
She watches as it raises itself seeing it almost have a mind of its own "Y-Yes..."
"If you wish to stop we can. Though I must say if you did, it'd be quite laughable considering you claimed your mass experience compared to my none existent experience." He chuckles.
She scoffs "I don't plan on stopping." She firmly grabs hold of his tentacle length, watching as it coils around her wrist as she holds the base.
"It's quite different having something hard holding it. My fleshy hand has been the only thing other than you to touch it."
She gently pumps the base of it, feeling his slippery rod secrete all over her wrist as it wiggles and writhes, coiled around her arm.
He hums "This is quite pleasing." He reaches between her legs, brushing two of his fingers against her soft fleshy opening, feeling her secrete all over his hand.
She gasps "For such a beginner you know how to use your fingers..."
"I'd like to say I'm precise, knowledgeable, I may not have experience but I have the knowledge." He says cockily slipping a finger in he feels her insides latch onto his finger, attempting to suck him in deeper.
She vents out a heavy breath through her teeth, feeling his fingers brush against her inner walls, driving her to pump his base harder feeling his rod coil tighter around her wrist "Tell me... is this your first release?" She teases.
He thinks for a moment "I... suppose it would be... but..." he pushes another finger inside her, both fingers rubbing the same spot aggressively causing her hips to buck "I won't be the only one releasing right now..."
She closes her legs feeling his fingers rub harder, she grasps his wrist trying to pull them away to no avail before releasing her green fluids all over his knuckle, gasping and whimpering from her release.
"How amusing..." he says pulling his fingers out he gazes down at his glazed green fingers "Are going to be able to finish me off as well? Or would you like to get to intercourse?"
She shudders, gripping his arm for support as her legs quiver "J-Just give a moment to calm down..." she reaffirms her grip on his slithering snake, gently stroking it again as it pulsates around her wrist.
He grabs her wrist making her let go of his slithering penis.
"Let me finish..." she tries to grab it again but he holds her back.
"Shhh..." he whispers pinning her against a wall he spreads her legs apart.
She grunts her face pressed into the wall, shuddering as she feels the tip of his tentacle penis graze her entrance "H-How?"
"Caught up in the moment again? You really think an omnipotent being such as myself hasn't experienced pleasure such as this?" He growls pinning her between herself and the wall.
She gasps "Y-You..."
"I don't normally do stuff like this... and I do appreciate your attempts. But I won't be submissive even if it was the first time I've done something like this."
She jolts feeling his long penis slither inside her, she whimpers into the wall, feeling his tip reach her womb.
"Never expected such a short vaginal canal." He whispers, sliding the rest in his tip rolls into a ball at the entrance of her womb to make way for the rest of his tentacle penis to fit.
She growls "Curse my...naïveté..."
He pins her hands to the wall, kicking her legs apart more as he thrusts her crotch into the wall.
She tries to move her hands, clawing the wall as she struggles.
"Aren't we bonding?" He asks, thrusting into her harder, feeling her green fluids ooze from his thrusts. "I won't hurt you, just know I'm leading every single time..." he whispers.
She gasps feeling his rod unravel as it pierced through her cervix, feeling it wiggle and writhe around in her uterus "T-Too deep!"
He chuckles "You've experienced the deep before... what's any different?"
She shudders, her legs going numb "I-I'm gonna..."
"Almost done? Then excuse me..." he whispers increasing his thrusts he slams his hips against her ass, rapidly piercing her womb over and over again.
She scratches the wall, grunting loudly as she releases all over his slippery length, feeling his tip roll into a small ball in her uterus making her scream.
"I'm almost done, but you've been fun... so I hope you don't mind if we go again~" he growls, taking off the guard over his mouth he reveals his wide mouth and little razor teeth, he extends his tongue licking her cheek "How adorable~"
She shudders, releasing again, as he pulls back his balled tip slams against the inside of her cervix before he pushes in smashing up into her uterus again and again. Making mumbles incoherent noises.
He chuckles into her neck "I hope you don't mind if I inject it directly... of course you won't get pregnant due to species crossing..." he explains before erupting directly into her uterus, spurting his fluid, filling her uterus with his ejaculated strings.
She pants loudly, her insides throbbing feeling him warm cum in her uterus, she feels drunk.
He lets out a long satisfied sigh "That's good~ round two then?" He chuckles, starting his thrusts again...
...
She wakes up in her home, the greenish white gothic esthetic lining her ceiling. She sits up from her bed, rubbing her head. She growls slamming her fist on the bed "I didn't learn a damn thing!" She vents slashing the wall angrily. "Witness... just who... are you..." she growls through gritted teeth. She had hoped once they started fornicating he'd say some things about the witness, but out of the 10 rounds he had on her he didn't say a damn thing. She lays back in bed with a groan. "At least... it did feel kinda good..."
Rhulk sits in his chamber, drink in hand. He knew her true intentions, never fell for any of her tricks, and never believed her. But he can admit he enjoyed her company, a test of his loyalties and a test of his mind, abs perhaps his body. "I do hope she comes by again~"
Okay this might be the first Rhulk story! I pray it is! I know it's stupid but I kinda like this ship. Their both very intellectual, and their clashing ideals could make for a romantic build up. I don't think I'd mind making another but I doubt this will do well at all. If you like it then that's all I'll ask for. Thanks for reading.