-I wasn't gonna, but I don't like being a tease so here's part 3 with Kir (Worm Queen). There really is no story here besides the smutty smuttiness, so yeah just keep that in mind. The second half a bit different however...
Side note: I'm really sorry this took so long to finish, considering its shorter than the last two, but several restarts and real-life issues really slowed my progress down more than usual. Next short will be something different, no guarantees on it dropping soon though, but I'd like to remain optimistic! Enjoy!
- Chapter 13: Abused Loli Vol.3
"D-damn runt! G-get away from my sister!" The trembling little Grineer empress squeaks, her balled up little fists shake with rage.
The little Tenno tries to make himself scarce, but the smirking Elder Queen grabs his limp, foot-long dong and gingerly smacks it on her lips again. Her smitten glance is that of a claimed female and the way she kisses Ren's baby-maker is all the proof her younger sister needs.
"You dirty sk-skoom! How dare you treat Sela like th-that!" Kir shrieks, racing towards the bed where the nude pair lies.
She claws her way up the crimson cushions, vying to get at that spooked face on the shivering slave. Her lunge is halted mid-air as her dear older sibling dangles Kir by her collar. She kicks and flails, demanding to be let down so that her fists may get acquainted with Ren's face. The fuller, 9-foot-tall Queen, pushes the almost 5-foot-high lesser Queen flat on her stomach. Sela holds the rowdy female thirsting for blood while bringing her mouth back on her slave's girth. She gently nips the meat and causes Ren to retract his giant-tamer back in a flash.
"E-Elder! Wh-what was that for?" The little brown-haired boy whimpers.
"Do not think you are forgiven for that insubordination earlier, my little stud. But I do believe there is an even more unruly little sow here that needs to learn her place as well."
"B-but, Elder? It doesn't s-sound like Kir wants to..." He says, shrinking at her constant bombardment of threats to his well-being.
"Trust me, she wants this more than you know. But first, I think we should plug up that big mouth of hers!"
The lesser Queen's hands are bound behind her back via leathery straps and she is hauled closer to the reluctant Ren. She is placed on her knees before him, her nakedness revealing that white, silky looking flesh of hers. Her glare and snarling maw are locked on the boy ahead of her as she promises his death will be slow and excruciating. Ren puts a very nervous hand forward and instantly recoils at the sharpness of her tongue.
"If you dare bring that disgusting thing near me, I will bite it off! Tenno skoom!"
Ren does his best to tuck his engorging Goliath between his legs, but its size demands attention. "E-Elder, I d-don't know about this. Maybe w-we can just talk it out?"
Sela slithers behind him, her heavy chest causes his shoulders to slump with their added weight. A cold, metal hand squeezes Ren's backside as a warm stroke brings his girth pointing up. She curves his distended hunk of stud meat until it can bend no more and the pre-cum droplet forming on the urethra splats on his pectoral region.
"Just relax dear, there is no need to be afraid. Let Sela do all the work."
"Okay, if y-you say so." His timid nature and sincere little face has resurfaced. Seeing that unsure gaze and those curled arms on his chest has the Elder one rubbing her meaty thighs. She wants to tease him more and more, to make the boy melt as she slams her huge ass against his groin. Then to top it all off, she would make herself vulnerable to try and coax out the natural born breeding machine that lays dormant within him. Sela almost drools at the thought of being held down and forcibly inseminated by such a violent, yet adorable male. The head Queen snorts with a shake of her noggin to quell these cravings. Right now, she must focus on demonstrating how the boy will be getting revenge on his tormentor, her boisterous sibling and second in command, Worm the lesser.
The uncharacteristically small Grineer pouts, the corners of her lips twitch as she bares her teeth.
"I mean it! I am warning you runt! K-keep that thing away from me!"
Ren goes bug-eyed the moment Sela scoots her gargantuan body forward, sliding him and his member closer to Kir. "Elder! Please n-no! She'll ser-seriously bite it off! She's not kidding!"
"I suppose she might be a bit too feisty at the moment, but I can fix that!"
The top of Kir's head, right in the middle of her stylish hair horns, is where Sela's right palm clasps. Sela displays full control of her scowling sister and then tilts the girl towards Ren's swollen appendage inches below her chin. The older Grineer sees how the daggers in Kir's eyes pierce the boy and fill him with anxiety. She decides to make sure the little girl understands her situation.
"Kir, listen closely because this is your only warning. If you so much as scratch the shaft on accident-" Sela grips her bound sister's hair tightly and elicits a pained whine. "-I will not be as merciful as this! Are we clear?"
Kir's twisted visage calms as Sela lightens her grip.
"Good. Now put that noisy mouth of yours to work!"
Those lips of hers grudgingly part at the approach of Ren's sheathed nub. Just Kir's hot breath alone is enough to make Ren gasp in excitement. The boy shuts his eyes as his glans pass her lips and they seal around the bulbous head. She unintentionally peels back the small amount of foreskin hugging the tip as the massive organ slides along her tongue and soft palate. Being the first interaction with a cock ever, Kir assumes the dollop of pre-cum dribbling must be the male ejaculation she has only heard of. She knows that the penis becomes limp after having an orgasm and sucks intensely on the crown to end this deplorable scene. Sela's eyes widen in shock, not expecting the little virgin to be so enthusiastic. As for Ren, he breaths loudly and his eyes flutter with his chest jutting forward. To have his most sensitive area attacked so consistently and on his first time getting fellated, his pelvis is surged with mind numbing pleasure.
Worse than the sealed pucker around his pink glans, is Sela's hand slightly bobbing her sister's head. That pouting face that he has come to fear is now taking his fat prick deeper with every push. He can feel his hefty sack tingling and his tip throbbing inside her salivating mouth. Kir stares with a boiling rage, wondering why she is sipping so much of his fluid and yet his strong cock just keeps getting stiffer. And then it hits her, his long groan and twitching meat would be obvious signals to someone as experienced as her older sister, but not her.
The small Grineer Queen gives a muffled shriek as her eyes lock onto the enormous crotch rocket pumping something incredibly gooey and thick beyond her lips. She panics, but Sela holds her skull in place so Kir can continue her cock-stuffed shouts of horror. The boy himself is startled by the ridiculous amount of baby-chowder gushing through his shaft. He falls back onto Sela's squishy torso and writhes as he deposits wad after wad of seemingly endless cum into Kir's mouth. The plentiful seed spurts from the corners of the little Queen's lips, puffing up her cheeks and running down from her nostrils to her chin.
Kir's rolling eyes and streams of tears let Sela know the girl is on the verge of losing consciousness and decides to let her up for some air. The huge dick pops from the tiny ruler's mouth as a waterfall of spunk flows out along with some violent coughs. Too dazed from the smell and taste of Ren's semen, she crashes to the bed like a ragdoll. Her bound hands prevent her woozy form from lifting itself as her small, peach-shaped bottom sticks out in the air. A placid smile spreads across her cheeks as the little Tenno's milky, hot strands decorate her face.
Sela clutches one of Ren's grapefruit-sized balls and says "Oh no Kir, that simply will not do! My slave is still so laden with seed, think of how much pain he is in!"
"Elder stop th-this..." Ren begs softly. "I-I don't... I d-don't wanna d-do this anymore..."
"You hear that sister? Your incompetence alone is annoying, but you dare to try and leave him unsatisfied? Unacceptable!"
"N-no Elder, th-that's not wh-what I meant..."
Sela ignores Ren's last few words and takes the boy's recovering phallus in hand. She slaps the sturdy flesh on Kir's cum plastered face and punishes the girl's dopey expression until Kir responds through several whimpers. Ren shoots a questioning glance to Sela, but the plumper Queen is too engrossed in cock flogging Kir's distance look. The slave child cringes at every harsh beating on the small Queen, she appears so lost. He almost overlooks the glint of fear in her lust filled eyes, but Ren knows that desire to flee too well to be deceived. His right-hand folds around his master's own right limb and has the busy Grineer matron staring down at her clasped wrist. Her disciplinary actions cease as her disdainful glare scans the tiny male huddled against her naked frame. But her frown soon shifts into a mischievous grin as she tosses Ren on his back and pounces on him before he can catch his bearings.
The colossal goddess cups her hands on his bum and aligns his cunt destroyer on her nose. She bats an eye to Kir who squirms to see the commotion as the girl's mind checks back in.
"Observe sister, this is how you work a male over."
"Wait Elder, wh-what are y-you g-gonna do-" Is that last bit of comprehensible vocabulary the boy manages to utter before the refined cock sucking technique of a sex goddess befalls his still sensitive member. Her donut shaped mouth slides all the way to his crotch, leaving only his oversized kumquats visible below. Peculiar the boy thinks for a second, that Sela does not send her bimbo pucker slobbering back and forth on his meat. But what starts off as a gentle tug and some licks, soon turns into an unforgiving suction that has him howling for release. The mature female's amber eyes never stray far from his own gaze as he desperately attempts to remove her. His hands pushing on her orange mane do not even budge the devoted dick milker, the boy's limbs beginning failing him either way.
The little Queen has wiped away the baby-pudding from face and crawled to the thrashing slave. She puts her fists to her chin, jaw dropping, eyeballs flared and coochie moistening. Kir leans in over Ren and studies his shattered composure, from his sleepy visage to the convulsions of his pelvis. Her big sister has this alluring flaunt to her flapping eyelashes as her plump mouth is firmly latched around the base of the slave's meat pole. The bulge traveling down her throat makes Kir shudder at the thought of that much male flesh that could have been stuffed in her own gullet. However, something about seeing the little Tenno wriggling in pleasurable anguish, makes the small empress grimace at her sister. Her vexation is not with Ren, but with her insatiable glutton of a sibling. To think, Sela said Kir is the horny one, when it is as plain as day that tons-o-buns is the more promiscuous of the two Grineer rulers.
'Ugh, I cannot believe I was actually worried about lard ass over here! Calling me a sow like that and humiliating me as if I was some common grunt! She has some nerve, especially when she is the one that is always shoving food down her throat!' Kir wants to tell her sister what for, but in her current predicament she cannot afford to upset her older sibling. Having her hands tied behind her back and the possibility of her womanhood being taken is too much to risk for the young and untouched Grineer Queen.
Sela takes another peek at her darling little Worm at Ren's side, fidgeting and restless. The Elder one raises a brow and even manages to sport a smug grin through her mouthful of meat. They clash gazes before Sela returns to massaging the cucumber lodged in her esophagus. The poor little Tenno's shaft has not been allowed to breath for several minutes now, his raucous racket is filled with sobs and pleas for mercy from this oral raping.
"Y-you're s-sucking t-too hard! You're s-sucking too h-hard! I'll cum, I'll cum!" He wails as if Sela cared.
The chubby, mature Grineer retracts her puffy lips slowly off the fat and virile young cock. Her hungry mouth is exceptionally clingy when it struggles to let go of his glans. She smiles satisfied at the gritting teeth of the boy as his testicle are enflamed painfully from the ruthless orgasmic denial. "How tragic, for all the delicious seed to build up and have nowhere to go."
"Elder pl-please! I'm so c-close! Just a little more!" Ren whimpers with his needy, saliva covered mass twitching in the air.
"Sorry dear, but my duties as Empress of the Grineer demands my presence elsewhere. I do hope you understand my little slave. But do not fret, there will be time for us... tomorrow... in the evening... if I feel like it."
"Huh? Y-you're just g-gonnna leave me like th-this? Until tomorrow? N-no! No y-you ca-" Ren stops himself, remembering that although he had his fun earlier, Sela and him are not equals by any means. "F-forgive me Elder... I... I-I am grateful th-that you could sp-spare a moment f-for your lowly slave. Th-thank you."
Sela nods, happy that her training is paying off so well. In fact, she too agrees that is it unfair to leave him so riled up and proposes a tantalizing offer. As she dresses herself in her royal Kuva attire, she drags little Kir to the front of the bed. Sela takes the liberty of tying the angry dwarf's feet too and leaves her goodies in full view. Kir tries to worm her way out again, but a firm spank on her bottom grabs her attention. She shoves her face into the pillows to scream in embarrassment as Sela rests both hands on Kir's perky butt and spreads her pink blossom apart for Ren to see.
"Well, you could wait for me to return or..." The Elder runs her pointer finger along the outer labia to gather some womanly dew. She raises her hand and pinches her finger against her thumb, the femine glue glistens between her digits. "You could always break in my stubborn little Kir. What do you say slave?"
If there is one thing Ren will not stand for, it is taking advantage of a woman and this certainly goes against his morals. Unless of course he is the one doing the naughty deed and his manhood is unbearably needy, then it is okay. Ren says nothing, not that he needs to, his engorged cudgel curving forward answers for him. Sela brings her hand back to the sopping meat hole, making a mess of the girl's vulva as she teases it.
"Still not convinced? Must I tell you that my darling sister has yet to feel the touch of a male?"
"What d-do you mean?" Ren asks, both hands bending his erection down to hide his want.
"Remember how good it felt when I clenched around your manhood? Imagine that but always, and much tighter. At least until you loosen her up, which in your case I am sure you will! He-he-he-he!"
The Elder one relinquishes her hold on Kir to dawn her full Kuva getup, headdress, scepter and all. She slinks to the doorway while rocking hips, engraving the image of her huge, thick rear, into her slave's head. A mournful sigh escapes the boy as he recalls how glorious those fat cheeks looked bouncing off his pelvis and engulfing his pole with each thrust.
"Oh and please try not to make her squeal too much my little boar, she is still my adorable sister after all and if you leave her in tears I will make you suffer instead." Says the bust-heavy Queen as she slithers out the chamber doors, not a single guard in sight.
The doors slide closed, along with the perky backside of the bent over and bound monarch. The boy has never known Kir to be the silent type, the haughty Worm Queen has always made herself known wherever she went. To find her hushed and motionless is truly a rare sight to behold, almost as rare as her pink lips that quiver with her pale rump. It is subtle at first, but Ren focuses in on the sound and hears it perfectly. It is the low hum of dread, the whispers of horror and quiet weeping of misery. She sniffles into the cushions, keen on concealing her vulnerability from a mere slave like him. Her rattled voice is too clear to be ignored as Ren inches closer in his nakedness and freezes right at her posterior.
A rather pretty and cute little snatch is presented to him, beautiful is the only word that comes to Ren's mind. Unlike Sela's plump and juicy, mature snatch, that is more lewd than anything else. Kir's special place has a certain elegance to it that he finds enchanting, he subconsciously strokes his lust to its glory. The boy forgets his impressive length for a second and his jerking brings the tip to prod the girl's handful of ass meat. Kir's knowledge of mating is limited to her sister's rivetingly graphic tales of debauchery, but she is well aware of what happens when a girl's cherry is popped. Sela says it would just be a discomforting, but brief stinging, to lose one's virginity and make the transformation from girl to woman.
The small Queen however, knows that something of Ren's dimensions would surely pack a mean punch the first time around and the image of her getting mercilessly raped is a definite possibility. Why would he not though? After how she has terrorized him daily and how defenseless she is at the moment, he has all the incentive to leave her ruined, regardless of Sela's warning.
"No."
Ren looks up from those pink petals, unsure of what he just heard.
"N-no."
There it is again, but what could it mean, aside from the literal definition.
"No!" Kir hollers a third time as she attempts to wriggle herself free and tears flow over her face. Ren grabs her small, but womanly waist and splits her labia with just his shaft's mid-section. He grinds the aching organ along those substantially wet and warm lips as Kir continues to repeat herself a few more times. In his lust-drunk state, the little Tenno decides to bully the little Queen to add in some irony as foreplay. He loosens the straps on her wrists and even the binds around her ankles. Kir pauses at first, somewhat skeptical about being freed so suddenly before a loud slam to her backside gets a yelp out of her.
"C'mon Kir..." Ren says through his heavy breaths. "If y-you don't want this, then crawl!"
"Ah! Please st-stop spanking me! Ow!" Kir cries as her limbs strain to move, but the rush of pain to her cheeks morphs into a strange warmth in her nether region.
"Go on, move! Unless y-you actually d-do want me inside you?"
"No, I d-do not! Ah! Ugh! N-no, enough!" Her pale cheeks are soon as rosy as the ones on her face when Ren does finally let up on the severe beating. She collapses on the bed, flat on her stomach again, having made no real progress in any direction. The simple poke at her cooter from Ren's nub makes her gush fem-cum all over his tip and has pushed the boy's patience over the edge. Kir stretches her shaky hand forward as the enormous, heavy male meat forces her pussy lips to spread. Ren braces his manhood as it steals her chastity and educates her cunt in the art of cock squeezing. Even with her insides dripping fluid, Ren's thickness is constantly widening her baby channel and makes the stinging all that more painful.
"Y-you are a monster! A m-monster! I-I, will have y-your head for this!" She snivels as Ren slides more and more of his length into her.
"And y-you're t-too tight! I c-can't! I can't hold it!"
"What? N-no! No! Not inside! I d-do not want your child!" The small Queen begs fruitlessly.
She tries to haul herself away, but Ren pushes the back of her head into the bed to keep her still. Kir manages to turn on one cheek and look the boy right in his eyes right before he nuts. She whispers weakly "Please... Ren... stop..."
But her plea is too late as the load in his balls lighten, his cock is mashed firmly on her cervix. A perfect seal is formed around his urethra as Ren spills his potent seed directly into Kir's once virgin womb, now ready to begin birthing plenty of babies. Through her pitiful bawling, she asks Ren to pull out, but the boy says he cannot even if he wanted to. The girl's pussy walls are snuggled too closely around his girth for any movement at all and Ren remains rigid for the duration of his euphoric explosion. He keeps eye contact with Kir the entire time, trying to emulate some of that dominant influence Sela showed to him.
After his last streams of jism spew into her and Kir's grip becomes bearable, Ren takes his thick prick out of that finely stretched vagina. He sits on his knees to regain his energy and enjoy the afterglow of his post-orgasmic state. But the younger Queen has other plans and is persistent in her efforts to crawl to safety. She gasps as Ren's palm slaps onto her left thigh and begins dragging her back. Kir puts her left hand to his chest and implores he desist, the boy grabs her wrist and rotates the Grineer on her back. She tosses and squirms as her closed thighs are separated.
"Void save me, h-have you not had enough already? J-just let me go!" Kir yells.
Apparently not, the massive beast of male vigor splats a mess on her abdomen as it is laid out for her to see. She almost faints upon getting a clearer view of just how large his phallus truly is and realizes that he only gave her a measly taste. Ren is feeling more than his usual randy self at the moment, a one thrust creampie is nowhere near enough to sate his hunger. Kir gives little pathetic blows to his torso as he prepares to mount her for a second round. He snubs her retaliation with a rough squeeze of her small chest and gets his defiant female to moan.
"Slav- I mean Ren! W-wait!"
"What now?" The boy impatiently questions, his rod's throbbing unwittingly rubs her clitoris at just the right angle.
"If y-you stop now, then I m-might consider sp-sparing you?"
Something about that tiny spark of rebellion enrages his libido and muddles his mind with nothing but the desire to breed. He releases her hands to steady his behemoth, but he then finds that same pair of mitts around his erect member. She is not trying to slow him as Ren initially perceives, but instead Kir simply wishes to prevent her womanhood from getting brutalized in the most horrid manner imaginable. Ren expects to hear some more whimpers of fright or beseeches of clemency, but Kir's will is unwavering.
"Do y-your worst, you filthy skoom!" Challenges the impish Queen.
"Alright but, you asked for it!"
Her hands do little to hamper the intrusion of Tenno cock in her deflowered Grinner sleeve. Kir's eyes swell with more tears as her tummy bulges and her baby-room is kissed. She feels so full, but there still remains half as much burning man pipe waiting to explore her. Though the girl has been goading him since they began, Ren cannot and will not seed Kir like he did to her older sister. It is not just the physiological barrier of their incompatible bodies, the boy himself does not crave the vengeance that Kir thinks. He feels sufficient retribution has been acquired from having her almost drown in his cum, taking her womb would be a bonus if anything else. Ren has no motivation left to violate her senseless and thinks to himself, why not make this enjoyable for the both of them? He cannot deny the dick hugging pressure from her small cunt has him near orgasm with every movement. And if he could also have Sela's extra squishy hole as well, that would only make this all the more tempting.
Returning his gaze to the female beneath him, he notices that his pelvis has been thrusting mechanically on its own. He humps her at varying speeds and strengths, feeling which rhythm squeezes his penis most. Kir groans and clenches the hardest at somewhere between a medium plunge, and a surprisingly forceful entrance. Rough, but not too fast.
Ren's self-control is deteriorating rapidly, to send his pulsating mass in with such power but at a modest pace, is maddening. Kir wrapping her legs around his waist and draping her arms on his neck while she taunts him further, is of no help to his self-restraint whatsoever. For his sake, he stifles her insistent mocking tongue wrestling her mouth into submission. Kir being the newbie gives him the upper hand as her thrilled moans vibrate in his cheeks. The boy however, is so spellbound by the need to put the diminutive Queen in her place, that he forgets his initiative and pounds her good in his pre-gasm strokes.
"K-Kir! I'm g-gonna cum, again! Do y-you want it inside th-this time or?" He stops himself upon seeing his words fall on her dimwitted expression. "Eh, n-never mind!"
The little Tenno inhales deeply into her neck, embracing her wilted body and bringing his cock to a grinding halt. He grunts in relief as his burden of thick baby-cream empties from his cumbersome sack and into Kir's clingy pussy. Her own pelvis shudders with each rope of seed pumping out his shaft and forms a puddle from the excess fluid seeping from her cum-packed lady bits. Her belly is bloated from the amount of fertile essence inside her, giving Kir the appearance of a pregnant heavy mother. Ren exits the girl as her limbs fall numb around her and his penis pops out with a flow of sperm sullying the already sticky bed even more. He falls on his back, his stamina finally running thin and a lethargic feeling pulling him into sleep. Ren takes one last glimpse at the defiled Worm Queen to admire his efforts, the serene smile on her calm visage warms his heart.
When the boy awakens, the chamber lights have been dimmed but not turned off entirely. His drowsy mind wonders how much has time has passed and it takes him several seconds to recollect his situation. His naked body feels the unusual warmth and weight of another, leading him to investigate. To his astonishment, the nude little Queen is cuddling him. Her stomach has returned to normal it seems, though the smell of sex still lingers in the air. Ren does not wish to move and disturb her, so he just checks to make sure Kir is comfortable before slipping into another profound slumber. Somewhere in the vastness of space, aboard the Kuva Fortress, within the royal chamber of the head matriarch, lies a little Tenno.
"And that's how I escaped the mighty Kuva fortress alive! Pretty crazy story, am I right?" Ren boasts, reclining in his seat of the Little Lotus' recreation room. "You wanna hear about how I almost became King of the Grineer too? You see, it all started when me, Sela and Kir were having our usual conference, in bed, naked. I whipped out my ultimatum and was like 'listen ladies, if you wanna see more of this, I'm gonna need me some more-' ah fuck! Stop! Nisha calm d-down!"
The large fiery Grineer slaps him until he sinks to bottom of his chair, sending the observing Banou into a fit of giggles. Nisha does not share in the small Tenno girl's amusement as she smacks Ren behind the ear. "Ugh! You disgusting, gross, pervert! I cannot believe you would do something so icky!"
"Aw, c'mon Nisha? How was I supposed to know that was your mom? That was like years before I met you!"
"Not only did you hump my mother, but my aunt too? And you had the audacity to leave them without saying a word?"
Ren peeks from his shielding forearms to ask what she means by this, flinching at another slap.
"Mother told me about you when I visited her a while back, she did not mention your name but just said that you were a real runt of a man. And that you just got up and left without so much as a goodbye!"
The little Tenno sighs before looking at the spitting image of Sela towering over him. "I didn't mean to just leave her like that... things were complicated... I wanted to stay with her and Kir, but to abandon the Tenno and forsake everything I was taught? I just couldn't do that..."
"Ren, you know I do not like cowards and what you did, that is something a gutless wimp would do." Nisha growls, not moving from her spot in front of the laidback Tenno.
"Nisha please..."
"I hope you enjoying playing with yourself because we are done making love! Forever!" She declares with a spin of her heels to face away. Nisha's moody gaze is caught by Banou's sympathetic smile, prompting her to groan in irritation. "Okay fine, just until next week then! Happy now?"
The olive-toned, petite female Tenno nods and resumes cooing to the bundle of joy in her arms that has remained silent until now. "You hear that Kashvi, your daddy is a no good perv! Yes he is, oh yes he is! Come on, let us bother and make him reflect on his lecherous actions some more!"
Nisha does not give Ren so much as a single glance his way, stopping Banou in her tracks and leaning in to the mother and child. She gives the fair-skinned babe, no more than a few months old, a gentle smooch on its fuzzy noggin. The onesie snug and blanket wrapped infant whines in vain to dissuade the plump lips of the Grineer female. Nisha beams in content before nuzzling the button nose of the tiny spawn. She asks the babe's mother if she will be joining her this afternoon, they had planned days prior to visit the Orcus relay.
"Yeah sure Nisha, I just need to give Kashvi here to Ren so I can get ready."
The tall, curvy Grineer's face turns sour, understanding and frowning in the boy's direction. "The atrium in twenty?"
"Eh, make it thirty. I need to fix up my hair a bit first!" Banou exclaims.
Nisha chuckles, agreeing to do the same and soon heads out. Banou walks over to Ren and presents his entire world to him, his greatest accomplishment. He takes his child in arms as his lover smacks her lips on his own. She parts from him to caress the tiny one's delicate forehead and looks back at Ren.
"Hey, do not forget what you need to do Ren. Kashvi needs to be fed by six, followed by a bath and then her nap or else she gets really cranky. You have all that?"
"Wait if you two are both gone then how am I supposed to feed her?" Ren questions while cradling his daughter.
"Ren, do not be so stupid please. Me and Nisha made sure to leave our milk bottled for her beforehand, obviously. It is in the fridge, just make sure to warm it up first okay? I need to go now so you take good care of her and if anything, Keeva and Freya said they would be happy to help."
He watches Banou strut through doorway, appreciating how fuller her hips and backside have become since giving birth. But once she is gone, his eyes lower to the elated gurgles of his little girl who is clearly desperate for her father's attention. Ren stares at his creation with great pride, aside from her light complexion, she resembles Banou in almost every other aspect. From her golden irises, to that chestnut colored hair, her face would be a mirror image of her mother were it not for all that baby fat. Ren smiles warmly back, gently rocking Kashvi back and forth. His soft whispering makes the young one eye him curiously, her tiny hands reach out to try and grab him. He presents his thumb, to which the wee babe clasps using all her might and gnaws around the digit.
Her toothless gums leave Ren laughing and spoiling his daughter with more of his attentive gaze and tender touch. Kashvi pouts, her father is certainly loving, but an astute observer he is not. Ren eventually notices her change of attitude and scratches his chin till he deduces that his little girl might want to be fed now as opposed to later.
"You're hungry already? But Banou said to feed you at six; that's still another hour away! How about we play a game instead?"
She fidgets energetically until she turns to her side and tugs on Ren's Transference suit. Kashvi buries her face into his chest, her tiny whines become noticeable sobs. For someone who has fought against the hordes of the Infested, the sinister schemes of the Corpus, and the genocidal campaign of the Grineer, the tears of this small baby are enough to break him.
"Oh man, momma's not gonna like this." The boy says as he rises off the chair and takes his bawling bundle of responsibility with him. She sniffs a bit before her wet face looks up to find herself on the move as Ren walks around the ship to his destination. His worried visage is cast to her gleeful chirps. "Banou sure likes to keep you on a strict schedule, huh? She says I should learn to not be so easy going on you, but how could I say no to you? I mean, she's been pretty stressed out lately, dealing with that invasion on Mars and then having to worrying about coming home in one piece just to tuck you in at night? That's a lot."
Kashvi just stares around the room, looking at the various items and pieces of furniture in the sizable kitchen. The small babe does peer up at her father every now and then, his words are lost on her, but she finds comfort in his voice.
"I guess because she's new to this whole mom thing, and me being the clueless dad that couldn't even change a diaper properly, probably didn't help out either. I am really glad that Nisha was all aboard with this though, seeing as she couldn't have a baby of her own. You don't mind having two mommies and one daddy, right?"
His daughter is too busy gripping the cold bottle that Ren forgot to warm and hungrily gulping down the milk, to care about anything the boy is saying.
"I think tonight I'll make love to your momma, that usually leaves a smile on her face. Well, that's not all it leaves, ha-ha!" He adjusts the bottle as the liquid within diminishes. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't talk about her that way. I just love her so much. Nisha too, but I don't mind talking bad about her though. Maybe it's because she does that thing when she's on top that always makes me-"
"Hey, Ren." A familiar voice interrupts, causing the hair on his nape to stand and his body to stiffen. He turns around after calming himself and clutches Kashvi just a little tighter than she is used to, but not enough to hurt the child.
"C-captain? What are you doing here? I th-thought you left for that mission on Earth a few hours ago?"
"Actually, I had Keeva and Freya look into that. No real action anyway, the Lotus just wanted some excavation done. Something a about an Orokin artifact, but it might just be nothing. The real questions is, why are you hear?" The dark-skinned Tenno female inquires, glancing at Ren and then to the cloth enveloped infant. "Your assignment ain't gonna finish itself you know?"
"I'm sorry, it's j-just that Banou and Nisha went out and they left me in charge of Kashvi. She's my baby after all, I gotta watch over her."
"Yeah that's real cute squirt, but our job comes first. Don't forget who we are."
"I kn-know that... but..." Ren takes his eyes off the babe for just a few seconds, the lack of her tiny weight in his hands makes his head fly around in a panic. "What the- when did you?"
"I wouldn't be captain if I couldn't do a simple sleight of hand trick like this, now would I?"
Ren watches her unnervingly as she teases the babe's nose and makes Kashvi wiggle in annoyance. "Myrrha... g-give her back!"
"You want her? Come get her."
He knows it would be pointless, even risky to try and snag his baby back. Ren approaches cautiously as Myrrha spins around and juts her rump outwards. The little Tenno smacks his hands around her hips and presses himself against her.
"This is what you want, isn't it?"
"Mmhm!" Myrrha hums while biting her lower lip and grinding her backside on his groin.
"Please, just give her back and we can c-continue this."
The captain's emeralds sparkle as they pass over Ren who takes Kashvi in arms once more and holds her possessively to his chest. Myrrha steps forward, her bust smothers the babe as she steals a kiss from the boy. He moves backwards to give his child air and tells the woman who is not his lover, that he will meet her shortly in her bedroom. Myrrha huffs, boasting about how Ren will be left with nothing to give to the others after she is done with him. She saunters off, letting the little Tenno gather himself before he needs to fulfill his latest assignment.
Ren slouches onto a wall and slides down slowly, ensuring his baby is unaffected. She looks up once more at him and sees the sorrow in his eyes. He brings her to his face, his hands underneath her arms at her sides. Ren sweetly kisses his daughter's head before speaking.
"I'm sorry Kashvi, but your father is a weak man. Please, forgive me."
