The Wayward Son

About a minute or so passed as Sylea passionately surrendered her entire mouth and body against Seiras. The librarian found her hungry lust very similar to Daniella's as she only broke her kiss to breathe. The woman panted for a moment as she looked up at him, "What's wrong, Lord Seiras?"

"Why do you want to have sex with me, Sylea? You barely know me, and I'm a space marine too…I don't understand this situation. Astartes can't have children, and you don't really seem like a corrupted or perverted person," he tried to voice his thoughts.

She frowned at his expression, "People don't just want to have sex when they're corrupted or perverted. Maybe that's how it is in this place, but when two human beings like each other it's a sign of affection and bonding."

"I'm not really human though…at least not anymore," the librarian sighed.

"You're more human than some of the monsters I've seen in this place. You at least care about the people in here. Those Cadians spoke extremely highly of you when you were gone. They really have faith that you're going to save us," the woman explained as she paused for a moment.

"You've been raped in this place, have you not? Why would you even want to experience something remotely similar to those situations? I'm not familiar on how that affects human females mentally, but I do know rape victims tend to become less amorous." he stated confused.

"I have been abused…and you have too. It's different when two people want to have sex with each other. I mean that's how pair bonding works after all. You're a pure and righteous person despite all this heresy and you've given me hope in this horrible place. I can't quite describe the way you make me feel. I know part of it is blind lust to your beauty, but it's something more too…I want to feel a real connection with someone I like. I don't want my only memories of sex to be bad memories. I've never actually had sex with another person before…only some of these Dark Eldar. I want to know what it's like when it's proper and pure. I don't want to die without knowing." she tried to explain.

Seiras stared at her for a moment as he thought about all of his individual encounters. Finally he looked away, "All of my sexual experiences have been bad or shameful memories."

"Really? What was your first one like?" She asked curiously as she began to start caressing his chest.

"Unholy…" was all Seiras could say as he vividly remembered the details of every facet of the Rite of Initiation.

"Why? Was it against your will?" she asked.

Seiras shook his head, "Not exactly…but it was something I had to do that I didn't want to. The act was depraved, and I still feel ashamed of how I enjoyed it in the moment."

"Who was your first? Was she human?" the sororita questioned him as she began to start grinding herself against him. She was still in her slave girl loincloth panties but was completely topless.

"She was a navigator named Amelia Feracci. Don't ask about her, it's an unpleasant memory," Seiras trailed off.

"We'll both make a good memory of this, Seiras…I'll show you what it's like to know a woman's loving embrace," Sylea said lustfully as she began to start grinding faster and harder now.

Seiras didn't feel any stimulation at first as he stoically watched her efforts, but Sylea didn't give up as she sensually massaged and caressed him. Finally, she tried to take his clothes off as she reached down for his pants that Melisara had made for him.

The sister's mouth went down near his groin as she reached for his manhood with both hands. He soon felt her mouth's warm wetness enveloping the tip of his dick as she sucked and licked at it for a few seconds. Finally, Seiras felt the familiar and shameful warmth as blood began to circulate. It didn't take long for him to get hard now as Sylea made soft and feminine moaning sounds while doing this.

Accepting that he was now committed to the deed, Seiras allowed himself to relax slightly. To Sylea's shock he even pushed her head down with one of his hands causing her to take in more than she meant to. She started to gag briefly before raising her head up choking.

She took a few deep breaths as she looked at him for a moment. Her surprise was soon replaced by a smile as she cupped her breasts in her hands and tried to sandwich his cock in between. Sylea had a somewhat large bust despite her muscular, thin frame. She then began to move her chest up and down as she sucked on the head of his dick again.

"Mmm, that feels really good on my chest," Sylea cooed softly as she began to pick up her pace a bit. This continued for a little while before the Sororita stood up.

She then did something strange as she stood over his lap with her back to him. Seiras was still sitting and looked at the woman curiously. She crouched her legs over on the outside of his now as she lowered herself on top of his manhood while facing away.

Sylea let out a quiet cry of pain as she lowered halfway. The woman took a few deep breaths as she rocked around on top of him, "Aghhh…it's stretching me out, Seiras."

Considering he was rock hard at this point, Seiras was actually in the mood for this now. He then reached for one of her breasts with one hand and the outside of her mons pubis with the other. Sylea let out a shrieking moan as Seiras pulled her closer back and readjusted himself causing her to go as far down as possible.

"Emperor…Ughhh it hurts," Sylea gasped as she let out a few more breaths. She barely caught her breath before Seiras began to start massaging her mons pubis and spread her legs even further.

"Oh, not there!" she almost screamed in ectasy before Seiras covered her mouth.

He pulled her head back so she could look at him now. He shook his head, "Try to keep it down."

Sylea nodded as she began to start moving up and down on his manhood. Her vagina was gushing wet at this point and was stretched and lubricated enough for her to start riding him. At first, she grimaced her teeth from residual pain, but that was soon replaced by pleasure as the woman couldn't stop herself from moaning, "AHHH, that feels amazing!"

Seiras immediately covered her mouth again as he kept his hand there this time. He did his best to muffle her uncontrollable moans and yelps as he began to start quickening his own pace beneath her. He rested his hand over her clitoris now causing a heavy pressure over it.

Sylea immediately reached down and started to furiously stimulate it between his hand as she moved faster and faster. It wasn't long before Seiras felt her convulsing on top of him and screaming into his other hand as gushing vaginal fluids leaked all over his lap.

Despite her hitting climax already, Seiras was nowhere near finished. He repositioned Sylea up against a wall now as he stood up and kept his hand over her mouth. Having recently orgasmed, she was extremely sensitive still and had no time to recover as he plowed the woman as hard as he could against the wall without causing her bodily damage.

Seiras was almost consumed at this point to finish, but after a few minutes, Sylea practically began to spasm as she moaned loudly through his hand. He felt her walls immediately contracting in climax again forcing him to slow down.

Pulling her off the wall now, Seiras placed the woman on her hands and knees as he positioned behind her.

She was quick to voice her concern, "W-wait, Seiras I need a mom-" he wasted no time covering her mouth again as he began to rail her from behind the exact same way he had done to Sorellia. He could feel his desire building up as he moved faster and more frenzied. Sylea ended up climaxing again before he finally felt himself reaching his own.

"Ughhh!" Seiras growled out in pleasure as he finally managed to hit his own orgasm. In his moment of distraction from the immaculate pleasure, he let go of Sylea's mouth and put both hands around her hips. Sylea shamelessly let out quiet moaning cires, "Make me yours, Seiras. Ooooh, there's so much."

Despite her attempts to be quiet, Seiras wasted no time covering her mouth again as he continued riding out the rest of his orgasm. By the time he was finally finished, he let out a breath of relief as he pulled out of Sylea. Her vagina was oozing a puddle of post sex fluids as she whimpered in pleasure and pain.

After a minute, Seiras immediately redressed himself fully as he placed his back against both walls again. Sylea rolled over and looked down at her tender and oozing vagina. She then smiled happily at it as she spoke, "By the Emperor…that was heavenly. How much did you cum? There's so much."

"Are you satisfied now?" Seiras asked her blankly as he stared off into the distance with his thoughts somewhere else.

The woman then cuddled up next to him in her naked form and laid in his lap. She spoke with happiness and weariness, "I am now."

"Get some rest Sylea," Seiras said distantly as if their prior affair had never even happened.

Later

Many hours passed as Seiras 'slept' and reflected in meditation. His mind tried to ignore the distraction of Sylea passed out on his lap, but he couldn't help but think about their earlier experience every time she shuffled in her sleep.

He opened his eyes and looked down at the woman, 'I still don't understand why she wanted this. I suppose females in nature naturally seek the protection and bonding of a male. So long as she never mentions this to anyone or gets delusions of being my wife or something ludicrous, then I suppose it doesn't matter. She is beautiful though…maybe even prettier than Jessenta and Selana.'

Seiras immediately chastised himself again for allowing the distractions of the Sororitas to fill his mind. The more he experienced women in this way, the more he began to understand why the Emperor didn't want Astartes to have sex drives. Better to never experience this aspect of humanity at all in order to ensure complete devotion to duty and a rational mindset. Nevertheless, for some reason he clung to Atia's statement that it was okay to care about people in such a way as it was the essence of being human. He would simply just have to make sure the emotions didn't overwhelm him or hinder his duty as a space marine in any way. Because no matter what he may have felt for any of these women, they would always come second to his holy duty as one of the Emperor's chosen warriors.

The sound of ghostly light footsteps instantly threw the librarian on alert as he heard someone stealthily approach. He moved Sylea off himself as he stood up immediately. Tracing the sound and looking the dark with his well-adjusted eyes, he spotted none other than Sorellia of all people.

The banshee timidly approached him when she realized Seiras had spotted her and spoke softly, "There you are, monkeigh. I didn't realize you had returned already."

"A displeasure as always, Sorellia," Seiras used the greeting test on her.

"It's me…I was spying on the Cadians earlier and I overheard them saying you had returned. How are things out there?" Sorellia asked him calmly as she got closer.

The librarian shrugged, "About what you'd expect. I went to go help recruit some gangs with Nelfaera and the Kabal is mobilizing all of their ships and troops."

Sorellia nodded, "I saw Tallath and Atharen again. They have a difficult time looking me in the eye. I imagine their memories of seeing my humiliation are just as unpleasant to them as they are to me."

"What brings you over here, and alone at that?" Seiras wondered.

The banshee exarch sighed, "I was wondering what exactly you had in mind that would distract the Kabal for our escape. Faelan isn't stupid…in fact he's probably the smartest person in this part of Commorragh next to Melisara the Revenant. The idea of fooling either one of them seems preposterous and arrogant on our part. I just have this horrible feeling that everything is going to go wrong. I've seen people try to fool Faelan before…and he always outsmarts them. What could you possibly do that would give us time to escape? Do you even know yet? Unless you do, then this escape you've all got planned is nothing more than what you humans call a pipe dream."

"Once this collar comes off, nobody is going to be able to kill me," Seiras said with deadly intensity in his voice.

Sorellia shook her head, "Yeah, until you cross paths with Faelan. Your psychic powers won't work on him since he has Meela everywhere he goes. I watched him easily kill all of the warlocks in our war party before we got captured. No offense, librarian, but I don't see you faring much better. Even in melee combat, Faelan is better than Renfaeda…and she killed you in one attack. If they discover this plan, it's all over."

"I have a plan…and I know it will work," Seiras stated confidently.

The banshee huffed at him, "I take it you don't want to tell us?"

"I'm not telling anyone the whole plan…on the off chance anyone here gets interrogated and tortured for information. Just know that I WILL be getting out of this place even if it's by myself. My mission is far too important," Seiras declared.

She frowned at his statement, "What is in Melisara's lab that you hope to steal? Is it an STC or something else?"

"You'll see when we break out of here. It'll help in our escape if that alleviates any fears you may have," the Blood Raven replied as he took in her doubtful expression.

"Breaking into Melisara's lab is the most foolish part of your entire plan. She's even more dangerous than Faelan is. Everyone in this Kabal is terrified of her and even her wracks are too afraid to go into her lab alone. One tried to sneak in while she was away once, and she turned him inside out and put his still living body on display outside. Melisara's lab is the most secure place in the entire spire. You're delusional if you think you can break in there."

'Luckily for me I don't have to. Melisara is on my side…' Seiras thought to himself.

"It is a risk I'm willing to take. It's worth more than my life, my honour, and my pride. Nobody said you had to come with me into her lab. In fact I'd prefer to go alone. If I fail, then by all means leave without me," the librarian shrugged.

Before Sorellia could respond, Sylea's voice sounded, "Seiras? And is that Sorellia too?"

The banshee glanced over at the naked Sororita before turning towards Seiras, "You mated with her?"

Seiras ignored the question as he looked over at Sylea who was quickly getting dressed again. She put some kind of training outfit on from her pack as the librarian and the banshee locked eyes again.

"You should know that Maeralya has chips in all of her slaves to track them…and one in me. We'll need to remove those before we break out or they'll easily be able to find out we're escaping," Sorellia explained.

Seiras nodded, "That's good to know. My collar also has a tracker in it…so we should remove them all at the same time and leave them in here before we break out."

Now dressed in what looked like Sororita spandex, Sylea walked over and spoke to aspect warrior, "How are you, Sorellia?"

"Fine for now…I see you mated with Seiras," Sorellia replied.

Sylea looked down shyly, "Yeah...I asked him if he would. I know it wasn't pleasant for you, Sorellia, but I find Seiras attractive."

The banshee glanced between Seiras and Sylea, "The act itself wasn't unpleasant, but the sheer depravity behind it was. Though I suppose if I were a monkeigh, I would have a different view. Seiras has been kind enough to swear he'll never speak of it, and I will do the same. I would appreciate it if you also kept that to yourself, Sylea. I don't want my kin thinking there's some weird...infatuation between him and I. They already see me as worthless in my current state...I don't want them to look down on me even more."

"Of course, Sorellia...assuming we all make it out of Commorragh, we would all be cast as pariahs by our different factions if they found out what happened here. We all deserve a chance to put this behind us," Sylea nodded empathetically.

"Unfortunately, this nightmare is far from over. I'm dreading our return to the palace spire," she said grimly.

"Relax, Sorellia...I promise you that we're going to escape this place. Just endure it a little bit longer," Seiras tried to alleviate the anxiety on the eldar's face.

Sorellia stared at Seiras for a moment and frowned, "Promise me something, Seiras...promise me you'll kill Meela."

"Yes, please! I hate her!" Sylea nodded in agreement.

Seiras looked between them confused, "What has Meela done that's so evil? She hasn't given me that impression at all."

Before either of the two could answer him, Seiras heard the sound of a splinter weapon going off along with people screaming in the distance.

Sorellia's eyes lit up, "Oh no...I'm not ready to go back yet."

The librarian immediately gestured for both of the females to go hide, "Stay out of sight and keep quiet…I'll go investigate this. It might just be them coming to get me again."

Sorellia nodded as she guided Sylea further into the shadows and lifted her up into some type of loft like area higher up. Seiras remained where he was as the sound of footsteps made their way towards him. A few more seconds passed before Seiras noticed Nelfaera turn on a glowing pink light and walking up to him. She was by herself oddly enough, which was probably why she had to kill a few people. No doubt a bold slave or two thought they could ambush her.

The syren approached him and smiled wickedly, "Good news, Seiras, we're mobilizing and should be leaving by tomorrow night."

"Everyone is leaving?" he asked hoping that she would illicit details for Sorellia to overhear.

Nelfaera shrugged, "Well everyone except Melisara. She says she has work to do and that she'll watch the slaves and the spire in Faelan's absence."

Having the fresh memory of the fake Nelfaera in his mind still, the librarian decided to test her with a statement only she would know, "Since we're alone now this is probably the best time to tell you my reasons for picking you earlier."

"Awfully vague there…why don't you just say it, Seiras. You mean why you thought I was the prettiest wych you've ever seen?" Nelfaera proudly smirked.

Seiras nodded, "Yes…it's your hair."

"Really? Hmm…the highborn don't like my hair. They say it's too thuggish and too much of a mid-commorragh style. I'm overjoyed to hear you like it though," Nelfaera beamed. To his astonishment, she actually looked genuinely happy about hearing that from him.

'This is definitely the real Nelfaera…' Seiras thought somewhat relieved.

"You like my physique too, you said…right? I've been told I'm a bit muscular for a lady. One noble even told me I had Sisters of Battle proportions once. How insulting, right? I killed her for it though. Just because I has slightly thicker legs and a bigger bust doesn't mean I have monkeigh curves." Nelfaera chuckled.

"You're certainly taller and stronger than the other wyches at least from a physical strength standpoint. Why is that?" Seiras couldn't help but ask.

Nelfaera shrugged, "I don't know…I take after my father I suppose. He was quite big for an Eldar. He was known as Faeralian the Punisher."

"Was he in the Kabal?" Seiras asked confused.

The syren shrugged, "Not really…I mean his brother was a Dracon and eventually the kabal hierarch, but my father Faeralian was a legendary corsair."

"Isn't your family nobility though? Why would an Aeshul become a corsair?" Seiras asked curiously.

"Well my family wasn't always the top of the food chain around here. My father Faeralian was the older brother of Faelan and Renfaeda's father, Kalfaeron. He's the reason the Aeshul family was elevated into the upper tier of nobility…because he made so much wealth from his raiding. People never really liked him much here in Commorragh sadly. The nobles didn't like my father or my family until we seized control of the Kabal. Uncle Kalfaeron had hoped to make Archon eventually so that our family would become the most powerful in this part of Commorragh. He ended up dying because the former archon saw him as a rival and sent him on a suicide mission. Faelan took it personally and somehow managed to kill the former archon and all of his incubi. Then my older cousin Renfaeda soared through the ranks of the Cult of Eternal Night. That's pretty much how we came into power here," Nelfaera explained.

"So if your father was the older brother of Faelan and Renfaeda's father, then why are you younger than them?" he asked.

"Ehh…my father had a few children here and there with other corsairs over the years. I heard he even had an exodite bride at one point. Some say he had a lover in every craftworld too. He met my mother on a raid I think," Nelfaera shrugged.

"What was your mother? Was she a wych too?" Seiras asked carefully.

Nelfaera nodded, "Yeah she was a wych. Not much else to say about her. I guess she was pretty enough to seduce my father."

'Considering the other wyches called her the Emerald Queen and talked about her like she was one of the greatest succubi in Commorragh's history, I can imagine why,' the librarian thought to himself.

"What ever happened to your father? Was he killed?" Seiras asked curiously.

Nelfaera seemed somewhat emotional thinking about it as she looked down, "Worse, he left Commorragh. He abandoned all of his wealth, and our family. Supposedly he moved to an Exodite World…at least that's what my mother told me. I don't know which one or I'd have tried to visit."

"That's unusual…but back to the reason why you're here. Did you come down here to get me for the battle? I thought you said that was tomorrow night though," Seiras asked confused.

The syren beamed at his question, "Oh, well I was just bringing Karyphea to see Melisara when I thought about coming by to check up on you."

"I'm fine...will that be all?" Seiras said slowly.

"Well something else crossed my mind. We were eating earlier and Karyphea asked me what we feed you. Then it hit me all of a sudden, when was the last time you ate? Are you hungry?" Nelfaera was definitely leading up to something that Seiras knew he wasn't going to like.

He shook his head, "No, I'm not. My power armour has nutrient paste reservoirs left in it. I got sustenance from that recently."

The teal-haired alien crossed her arms, "Umm...gross. How about I give you some real food? I already went to the trouble of bringing you some."

"I have no interest in whatever parasite-filled and poisonous concoction you want to give to me," Seiras responded sharply.

Nelfaera pulled a box out of her pack and opened it up. Inside was something didn't expect to see...normal looking food. In fact it looked like some type of alien pastries.

The syren immediately took a bite out of one and swallowed, "See they're not poisonous or filled with flesh-eating bacteria or parasites."

"Or maybe they have a delayed effect and you have some of antidote you're planning to take later," Seiras responded doubtfully.

Nelfaera rolled her eyes, "I understand you're paranoid...believe me that keeps people alive in this place, but I'm actually just being nice for once."

"Why would you do that?" he said doubtfully.

She took a few steps closer as she responded, "Well you've been surprisingly tolerable ever since our arena match. I'd even go so far as to say you've been nice to me. Initially, I was extremely upset and humiliated, but after seeing the way you beat Aelendriel and Mokaela as well, it made me feel less angry about the whole thing. It's complicated alright? Your simple monkeigh mind can't understand wyches or our emotions. I just figured if we're going to be working together from now on, I might as well mend this little rift between us. You are the family pet now after all."

"What's the point? I already know you hate me, and you know I hate you too," Seiras responded blankly.

Nelfaera smirked, "Humor me, Seiras...eat some of this food I made for you."

"You're out of your mind if you think I intend to willingly ingest something you made," he countered.

The syren sighed, "Okay then, we'll do this the hard way."

Seiras felt his entire body freeze up in paralysis as Nelfaera activated his collar's stun setting. She then cherished his reaction as she pushed his frozen body to the ground. Placing one of the pastries in her own mouth, Nelfaera began to chew it for a moment. She then held his mouth open and spit the food inside. She massaged his throat for a moment forcing him to swallow reflexively.

"Mmm, wasn't that good? I have more," Nelfaera smirked as she put another one in her mouth to chew again.

This time after spitting it into his mouth, she put hers directly over his. Seiras felt violated as the wych used her tongue to tenderly distribute the pastry throughout his entire mouth. It quickly devolved into Nelfaera making out with him much to his horror. In his paralyzed state, he could do nothing but endure this. Knowing that Sorellia and Sylea were watching from the shadows made it even worse.

Finally once she was content with teasing Seiras, the syren got off of him. She smirked at his horrified reaction, "How did it taste?"

"Sinful," Seiras replied.

"Ahahaha! Good! That's how it's supposed to taste. C'mon, Seiras...I'll make you some real food now," Nelfaera giggled at his answer.

His collar released the stun setting a moment later as Nelfaera walked away. She stopped a few steps ahead and looked back, "You coming or what?"

"No...I would rather not," he responded.

Nelfaera sighed, "Okay, and here I thought we were being nice to each other now."

His collar activated on the highest setting causing him to writhe and howl in pain as he began to convulse on the ground. Nelfaera held it down for a long while before releasing it. She let out an annoyed huff, "You ready to go now?"

"No!" Seiras tried to be defiant.

"Come with me or I'll force feed you in front of everyone in this slave chamber," Nelfaera threatened.

Realizing he didn't have a choice at this point, Seiras growled in annoyance, "Fine..."

"Atta boy! C'mon let's not let this ruin our day," Nelfaera laughed as Seiras slowly got up and reluctantly followed her.

Palace Spire

Seiras was currently in some grand dining hall eating food that Nelfaera cooked for him. He found it strange that she enjoyed cooking and even stranger that she was eager to impress him with her alien cuisines. He prayed that none of it was detrimental to his health, but considering his position as Renfaeda's pet and the protection he had from Melisara and Faelan, Seiras convinced himself that Nelfaera wouldn't risk causing him harm in this instance.

His teal eyes looked over the newest meal that Nelfaera had made. He had no true experience with even most human cuisines to accurately describe what half of these meals were similar to, but the newest one was some type of baked bread covered in cheese and meat. He recalled a time a Guardsman once gave him something like this. They called it pizza. Seiras didn't dare to wonder what the ingredients were of this food, but ate it nonetheless with silent contempt. To his shock, everything Nelfaera made for him actually tasted good.

He tuned out most of her endless talking about things he didn't care about, but offered blunt input every now and again. As he finished this alien pizza, Seiras glanced at Nelfaera, "I've had quite enough food for one day...it was good. Can you return me to my slave chamber now?"

"Hmph...actually I was thinking we could get high together. You'll love this stuff, it's called warpdust," Nelfaera said enthusiastically as she dropped a line of powdery pink dust in front of him.

Seiras stared at her bewildered as the syren used a table knife to cut it into a few lines. She immediately snorted one of the lines before letting out an esctasy filled shriek, "Ah yeah!"

"I would rather not do this. I need to be in my proper mindset for the upcoming battle," Seiras replied unenthusiastically.

"Do it, Seiras! Don't make me activate the collar again. We're just having a bit of fun and blowing off some stress. All of my kind do this before big raids and battles. Snort it like a good boy!" Nelfaera laughed.

The librarian reluctantly lowered his head as he snorted the line of warpdust. It was an extremely narcotic effect as he felt his entire body start to tingle with electric warmth. Endorphins were pouring through his system now.

Nelfaera cheered as she watched him, "How was that?"

Seiras felt himself twitching slightly, but luckily his extra kidney was already at work detoxifying the drug as he felt it diminishing slowly.

"I feel weird," he said shaking his head.

The wych laughed, "That's just the warmup! I have plenty more in my personal chambers. Let's go do them."

'I don't like where this is going...' Seiras already began to suspect where this heresy was heading.

He prayed silently that they would run into Faelan or Renfaeda along the way so that he wouldn't have to keep following Nelfaera around. Unfortunately, his prayers were not answered as they encountered nobody along the way.

That was until the two of them passed by a lavender-haired female Eldar. Seiras immediately recognized Shiralyn Khestri who was by herself oddly enough. Nelfaera was quick to block her path as she spoke to her, "Oh, well if it isn't Shiralyn Khestri...where are you going?"

"Archon Faelan just dismissed me to my quarters. I was told that I'll be kept in isolation until the Kabal returns from the battle. I thought I'd get some food and recreational items for my captivity," she answered.

Nelfaera eyed her up and down, "Really now? I'm surprised he's letting you walk around unattended."

Shiralyn looked between Nelfaera and Seiras before pointing at her neck, "I have a tracker and an agony collar on my neck. It's set to go off if I leave the palace. Once Faelan leaves, it'll go off if I leave my room."

"Well that makes sense I suppose," Nelfaera grinned happily. She was no doubt higher than Seiras was and seemed a bit gitty and playful as she felt Shiralyn's hair.

"What are you doing?!" Shiralyn protested as she pushed Nelfaera's hand away.

"Seiras was right...you're gorgeous. You know what's funny? He ranked you and me as the two prettiest Eldar in Commorragh. Hahaha, he thinks you're sexy. Though I have to agree with him there." Nelfaera giggled.

Shiralyn glanced at Seiras again before looking back at the wych, "Are you making fun of me, Nelfaera?"

"No, I'm completely serious. Seiras will even confirm it," she grinned.

"Hey Seiras, tell Shiralyn what you think about her looks and about mine? We were ranked one and two, weren't we?" Nelfaera asked with a happy smile.

The librarian sighed, "Yes..."

"You think I'm pretty, monkeigh?" Shiralyn confirmed.

Seiras raised a hand to his face as he closed his eyes, "Nelfaera, is there a point to all of this?"

Shiralyn eyed Seiras curiously, 'This might be my chance to find out if he actually knows our language.'

"Where were you two going, Nelfaera? Wouldn't Faelan object to you taking his slave up to the palace chambers here?" she asked suspiciously.

Nelfaera chuckled at Shiralyn's question as she pinned the lavender haired eldar against the wall. The syren caressed her face a moment later, "You know what...you might even be prettier than me. You want to hang out with us, Shiralyn?"

"What are you two doing?" the drukhari noble asked a bit cautiously.

"Eating, getting high, and having some fun before the battle..." Nelfaera said almost sultrily.

"You're going to mate with him?!" Shiralyn asked disbelievingly.

Seiras' eyes widened as he heard that and he couldn't help but roll his eyes. Unfortunately, he didn't account for Shiralyn's intuition as she watched his reaction to the question.

The noble stared at Seiras past Nelfaera, 'He reacted to that question...I think he actually knows what we're saying! That's crazy! How could a monkeigh have possibly learned our language?! He must be at least as smart as an Aeldari child if he can comprehend our dialect. No...I need real confirmation. But I can't just ask him if Nelfaera's standing here. But she looks high already. I might be able to find out if she passes out. Maybe I can ask him why he lied to Faelan to save me.'

"You like that idea, Shiralyn? I see you eyeing Seiras up over there," Nelfaera smirked as she began to grope Shiralyn's ass now.

Much to Seiras' disbelief, Shiralyn sighed, "Not that specifically, but I'll spend a few minutes with you two. I'm actually really curious about your Kabal's space marine pet."

"And here I thought you'd be whiny little prude. I like you," Nelfaera giggled as she licked Shiralyn's face.

The wych let go of her shortly afterwards as she spoke, "Shiralyn wants to hang out with us, Seiras. Let's go!"

"Is this really necessary, Nelfaera? I appreciate the food, but I want to meditate before battle," Seiras tried one last time to object to the sinful horror ahead.

Nelfaera glanced at him before activating his collar. Seiras shrieked in agony as he fell to the ground. The wych released it a moment later before groaning, "Will you stop complaining already?! I'm literally pampering you right now and you're hurting my feelings!"

"Ughh...fine," Seiras sighed in defeat as he recovered from the shock.

"Good boy! Let Nelfaera spoil you some more," the Syren giggled.

'Spoil my pride or my worth as an Astartes?' Seiras thought with dread.

Nelfaera's Palace Chambers

"So this is your room, Nelfaera? Do you not have one with the other wyches?" Shiralyn asked her as she looked around the massive room.

"I do, but I only sleep there when I'm training. This is where I come to get 'me' time," Nelfaera giggled.

Seiras was surprised to see it wasn't half as twisted and gross as he expected it to be. In fact it reminded him of a hive noble's room with ornate decorations and furniture everywhere. A massive bed was at the center, but the sheets on it were made of human flesh upon closer look. It was then that Seiras realized all of the sick and twisted decorations in her room. Other than those, exotic trophies and beast heads decorated the walls of the chamber as well as countless tapestries and paintings.

One quickly caught the librarian's eye as he looked at it. The painting was of a young Nelfaera and what looked to be her parents. Her father was probably the most muscular Eldar Seiras had ever seen and he had blue hair which seemed like a common Aeshul trait. His hair was in a short but stylish fade and he was wearing some unique and impressive looking armour. His eyes were also blue and he had many scars on his face. His face looked like the masculine version of Nelfaera's. To the side, Seiras looked at Nelfaera's mother in the painting.

True to Mokaela's claim, Nelia Aeduna was aesthetically perfect. What he found unusual though was Nelfaera actually looked more like her mother than he expected her to. Their eyes were exactly the same shape and colour of gold. They also had the same hair colour and lips. Seiras noticed a dagger sticking out of the wall where Nelfaera had obviously thrown it at her mother in the portrait.

"Are those your parents, Nelfaera?" Shiralyn asked as she noticed Seiras staring at the portrait.

The syren nodded, "Yeah and a younger me."

"Your father is really handsome...I've never actually seen what Faeralian the Punisher looked like. Plus you were so beautiful with your hair like that. It looks so elegant in this portrait. Why do you wear it like a gang member now?" Shiralyn asked as she stared at the portrait.

Nelfaera scoffed, "You sound like my mother...and I'm older than you."

"This is your mother?! This is Nelia Aeduna! I recognize her! Your mother's the Emerald Queen?!" Shiralyn remarked with amazement.

The syren rolled her eyes, "Yeah..."

"That's amazing! She was my favorite wych to watch in the arenas growing up!" Shiralyn exclaimed almost childishly.

"Hmph...yeah well she's dead now, so I'd rather not talk about her," Nelfaera dismissed.

Shiralyn turned towards her and frowned, "I apologize that was insensitive of me."

"My cousin just had your family wiped out and you're apologizing to me? My condolences for their loss though." the wych replied.

Shiralyn frowned, "My father made a mistake...he should have known better. I won't oppose your family, Lady Nelfaera Aeshul."

"Enough with all the doom and gloom, let's get high," Nelfaera announced in gothic as she walked over to pull out some mechanical crystal vial. It bubbled strangely as Nelfaera caused it to start smoking out. She then inhaled from a piece sticking out of it before exhaling purple and black smoke.

"I really don't want to get high, Nelfaera..." Shiralyn tried to protest, "I actually just wanted to ask you some questions."

"C'mon, your turn to take a hit. I'm not getting high by myself here," Nelfaera replied as she pressed the mouthpiece into Shiralyn's face. The noble reluctantly inhaled from it before she started coughing heavily.

"Ahaha, first time smoking Wraithweed?" Nelfaera laughed as Shiralyn tried to calm her coughing.

"What in Commorragh is that?" Shiralyn asked.

"Your turn, Seiras!" Nelfaera exclaimed as she held up the device to him. The Blood Raven inhaled from the vial and immediately felt his entire body relax from the drug. All of his worries, stress, and reservations began to dissipate as he exhaled the smoke and started coughing.

Nelfaera smiled, "That stuff goes great with time stoppers too. You've had that before Seiras. I have time stoppers laced with warpdust. We're going to get fucked up!"

Seiras and Shiralyn were both still coherent enough to not like that idea very much as they watched Nelfaera make a concoction of drugs. Nelfaera wasted no time putting them all into three separate injectors.

"You first Shiralyn, you look tense," Nelfaera giggled as she approached her.

Shiralyn protested, "N-Nelfaera, wait!"

Nelfaera quickly injected the noble directly in her leg. Seiras was quick to notice Nelfaera seal her chamber door locked and closed immediately afterward. She then injected Shiralyn with something else...something Seiras recognized.

He spoke up, "Is that, Nightbliss Nectar?"

"You recognize it Seiras? Then you know what's coming," Nelfaera giggled wickedly as she activated the stun setting on his collar.

"N-Nelfaera what are you doing?" Shiralyn demanded as the syren then injected Seiras with the same drugs.

She kicked Seiras and pushed him until his paralyzed body collapsed on top of her bed. Nelfaera then dragged Shiralyn over next to it and chained her arms up and legs down much to Seiras' shock.

Nelfaera finally injected herself last after immobilizing Shiralyn. She wasted no time stripping as the other two started to feel the full effects of the drugs kick in.

"You sit your beautiful self down right there...I wonder how horny you'll get watching this," Nelfaera said sultrily as she began to start pulling Seiras' clothes off.

"Nelfaera...why did you give me Nightbliss Nectar. My insides are on fire!" Shiralyn screamed.

The syren smiled, "Oh, time stoppers and Nightbliss Nectar are a great combination. You'll probably orgasm just watching this. Don't you worry though...you'll get your turn eventually."

"N-no! Why would you do this!?" Shiralyn looked like she was going to cry. The overwhelming mixture of all the different drugs had all three of them completely out of their minds now.

"Because it turns me on fucking people in front of jealous, horny, nobles!" Nelfaera laughed as she finished undressing Seiras.

Due to the Nightbliss Nectar and the Wraithweed, Seiras was already relaxed and hard. Nelfaera positioned herself to where she could look directly at Shiralyn as she began to start sucking on his manhood.

The cocktail of drugs currently mixed within his body made him feel bizarre and unique sensations as Nelfaera tenderly bobbed her head down. She was definitely feeling the effects of the drugs too as she was giggling every few seconds and her face was flushed. The syren looked up at Seiras, "I guess dreams do come true, Seiras. I know you've been wanting this."

"Nelfaera! I...aghh," Shiralyn gasped as she was now extremely flushed as well. Seiras couldn't help but notice how her green eyes were extremely dilated and she seemed to be in some kind of pain.

"Nightbliss Nectar is an amazing drug, Seiras," Nelfaera cooed as she crawled over on top of him and turned her head to look at Shiralyn, "It has an amazing effect on the eldar physiology. The longer you go without a release, the more painful it becomes. Especially if you lace it with time stoppers and warpdust," Nelfaera said as she basked in Shiralyn's pained and horny expression.

Due to the warpdust, Seiras felt super alert and sensitive to the influx of endorphins. The Wraithweed completely relaxed all of his muscles and dilated his entire bloodstream. The time stoppers made him see everything in a beautiful almost hallucinogenic slow motion. They also prolonged every lingering sensation he experienced as Nelfaera's soft pale skin brushed against his. The Nightbliss Nectar of course filled him with unnatural and uncontrollable desire...which was only further amplified by the other drugs.

Nelfaera then began to straddle him as she looked down at his expression, "I adore that look on your face right now. You're loving this aren't you?"

"Just get it over with," he tried to hold on to some semblance of pride.

The syren looked amused by his response, "Oh no, we've got all night to have fun. I want to savor this."

Still paralyzed by his collar, Seiras could only watch and experience sensations as Nelfaera teased him for what felt like an hour. Although due to the drugs, it could have been longer or shorter. He truly had no way of telling how much time had passed since Nelfaera began.

"Ughh...as much as I'd love to prolong this, I'm starting to burn down there," Nelfaera chuckled as she glanced at her birth canal. She quickly crawled on top of Seiras before flipping around. To his confusion, her entire pelvis was now on his face. The syren flexibly grinded herself over his head.

Upon her vagina brushing against his forehead's service studs, Nelfaera let out a moaning shriek, "Aghh! Ooooh! UGHHH!"

Seiras could barely fathom what was happening now as Nelfaera hungrily began to suck him off while grinding her hips against his face. Her alien sexual fluids gushed out shortly afterward as her entire body began to quiver, "MMMM!"

It didn't take long for Nelfaera's masterful and frenzied sucking to quickly draw out his climax as well. He groaned in uncontrolled pleasure as Nelfaera continued sucking and gagging even after he came.

"Ugh Nelfaera..." Seiras tried to get her to stop now as the orgasm wouldn't end.

"That's right, say my name...you love this!" Nelfaera said foxily as she pulled her mouth off for a moment. The wych then smiled at Shiralyn as she pumped his cock letting sexual fluids continuously shoot out. Nelfaera showed her tongue to the noble and then swallowed while doing this.

Seiras panted in relief once it was finally over. His body was covered in sweat, and his entire head was soaked from Nelfaera. Her lingering smell was especially potent to him as he felt like he would never be able to get rid of it completely.

Nelfaera quickly unfroze Seiras from his collar's stasis allowing him to sit up. He took this opportunity to wipe himself off and watched as Nelfaera walked over towards a flushed and leaking Shiralyn. The noble was wearing a short black dress of some kind and thigh high boots and gloves. Seiras noticed a large puddle was between her legs and she was writhing in pain as she jerked against her chains.

"Ughh! Nelfaera, please!" Shiralyn pleaded.

"Please what, Shiralyn? What is it you want?" Nelfaera teased her almost cruelly.

The lavender-haired eldar looked like she was about to cry again, "I...I can't take this burning anymore!"

"Really now? How would like us to help you with that?" Nelfaera continued to mess with her.

"Make it stop!" the young noble said desperately.

The syren stepped closer as she reached between Shiralyn's legs and felt her vagina, "Awww...she came just watching us, Seiras. Hahaha. Oh?! You're a virgin, Shiralyn?!"

"Shut up..." the noble continued to wrestle against her chains as her legs shook from Nelfaera's touch.

"Hmm...well you wait right there like a good little girl. I'll show you how to properly please someone," the syren said smugly before slowly undressing Shiralyn.

Once she was done, Nelfaera glanced at Seiras, "Get a look at that body, Seiras...I usually don't see nobles with physiqes like that!"

True to Nelfaera's claim, Shiralyn was very fit, but she also had soft and delicate curves that made her look extremely feminine. The noble closed her eyes and looked away from Seiras as he stared at her briefly.

"Don't look at me like that!" she shouted.

Seiras soon found his attention redirected towards Nelfaera as she hungrily attacked him again. Due to the Nightbliss Nectar, he was immediately hard again. The Blood Raven tilted his head in confusion when he saw Nelfaera pouring some type of oily liquid lubricant over her body and then onto his own cock. Nelfaera immediately tossed the container away before mounting him.

She slipped down on his cock immediately with it and Seiras almost gasped from how good it felt. The wych squeezed her inner walls in patterned massaging caresses as she began to ride him. Sticky wet slapping sounds filled the room as the two of them began to start moaning from the act. Nelfaera let out a hissing growl of triumph as she then went as fast as possible.

Now drowning in the pleasure from it, Seiras grabbed her waist and spoke up, "Are you enjoying this whore alien bitch?!"

"I'm going to hatefuck you all night you overgrown monkeigh! You like that?! Cum now!" she retorted before squeezing her inner walls rapidly. Seiras immediately gave way to her efforts as he felt the fire in his manhood exploding outward.

"Yes! That's it! AHHHH!" Nelfaera shrieked and moaned happily. Once it was finally over, Nelfaera got off of him again. She then leaned in and started to makeout with him over the bed.

"Nelfaera! PLEASE!" Shiralyn interrupted their kissing.

The syren glanced up at Seiras again, "She wants it bad...what do you say we take her virginity, Seiras?"

Seiras said nothing as he tried to ignore the reality of this situation. Walking back towards Shiralyn, Nelfaera released her from the chain restraints. She then tossed the noble woman onto her bed and laughed, "You want it, Shiralyn?! You want to be fucked?!"

"Y-yes..." she nodded in shameful desperation.

Nelfaera grinned wickedly as she ran over to the bed. She quickly pushed Shiralyn on top of Seiras causing the noble to let out of sensitive gasp. The lavender-haired eldar looked at him nervously and unsure of what to do.

Seiras quickly felt himself getting hard again from the Nightbliss Nectar and stared at her hesitantly. Seeing that neither one of them wanted to be the one to start, Nelfaera immediately grabbed Seiras' cock and angled it at Shiralyn's vagina. She then forced Shiralyn into it.

"ARGH!" the noble grimaced in pain as blood came out from the penetration.

"Don't worry, Shiralyn, it only hurts for a little bit," Nelfaera smirked.

Seiras slowly began to start much to the noble's displeasure. She cried out in pain for a few minutes, but eventually calmed down as her drug-infused body began to start stretching out and relaxing from the act.

"Losing your virginity to a monkeigh...how demeaning hahaha!" Nelfaera laughed at Shiralyn as the young noble started to moan from the act.

Nelfaera quickly got up and filled up some more injectors as they continued mildly. The perverted wych injected both of them with Nightbliss Nectar again and chuckled, "Make her scream, Seiras!"

"Ughh!" he tried his best to resist the increased dosage. Despite his extra organs, Seiras was beginning to lose what was left of his coherent awareness now as he became almost possessed in the sinful act of despoiling Shiralyn.

"AHHH!" She squealed as Seiras began to go faster and harder.

"Ooooh I think she likes it! Does that feel good, Shiralyn?" Nelfaera asked as she knelt onto the bed behind her. Shiralyn gasped as Nelfaera pulled both of her arms back.

"Give it to her, Seiras! Rape her!" Nelfaera delighted.

Many hours later

Seiras jerked awake an indeterminate amount of time later. He felt completely hazy and incoherent, but mostly normal.

'Did I fall unconscious? That was some horrible dream,' Seiras thought for a moment.

The tragic reality of the situation dawned on him a split second later when he realized he was in a bedroom. He looked around and went wide-eyed at the sight of Nelfaera and Shiralyn both completely out cold. Both were covered in that oily lubricant Nelfaera used as well as post sex fluids and even blood. The Blood Raven cursed himself mentally, 'Why does this keep happening to me?! Why are these perverted aliens so obsessed with sex?! I never realized how amorous Eldar were until I came to this place. No wonder they created Slaanesh.'

The librarian felt a strange uncertainty about what to do currently considering Nelfaera wasn't able to take him back to the slave chamber in this condition. Shiralyn herself was drooling on his chest and clutched tightly to his side.

'What do I do now? My Astartes organs or that Immortis gland probably detoxified me way faster than them. The longer I wait around here, the more likely somebody will walk in and see this. I should sneak out...I'd rather take my chances out there than being seen in this position,' Seiras thought urgently as he got up.

Unlike his time with Mokaela and Aelendriel, neither female woke up when he peeled them off and got out of the bed. Seiras immediately got dressed as he thought about the best route to take back to the slave chamber.

"I can see now why they want to keep you," somebody's voice came out of nowhere.

Seiras did his best to not show any urgency or concern as he cautiously examined the room. For some reason he decided to look up first. To his shock he saw none other than Aenaria. The solitaire was lying on the ceiling defying gravity again.

She swiftly descended upon being spotted and landed directly in front of him. Her white flowing hair and horned mask creeped him out a bit as she leaned in uncomfortably close.

"Aenaria?! What are you doing here?" Seiras asked with a bit more worry in his voice than he meant to show.

"Watching you..." she answered with a passive and creepy tone.

Seiras leaned back from her unnecessarily close proximity, "How long have you been watching me?"

"Since Nelfaera decided to go visit you in the slave chamber," she said simply.

The librarian sighed heavily, "Look, this isn't something I do willingly, alright?"

She tilted her head and spoke blankly, "You don't have to explain yourself to me."

"So...is there something you wanted to say to me then?" Seiras asked uncertainly after an awkward silence.

"Yes there is. I was thinking about your request to free you from this place..." she said slowly.

"And?" he trailed off.

"I've decided that I will guide you out of the webway. Though I would like to know when and how you plan on getting away from here, first."

Seiras stared at her blankly, 'Wait a minute...Aenaria said she would only help me by intervening during my escape if she deemed me worth helping. This...this isn't Aenaria. She wouldn't make an offer like this or ask about my plan. How do I handle this? Should I just tell her off so they'll stop trying this nonsense?'

"I know you're not Aenaria…" Seiras spoke in her language as he finally decided to just call out the doppelganger.

"Hmph...so she warned you then? How annoying. If that's the game she wants to play then so be it," the harlequin transformed from Aenaria into the shadowseer.

"I take it you're Sylandri Veilwalker?" Seiras asked the shadowseer.

"How do you know my name?" the shadowseer seemed genuinely surprised by his question.

The librarian narrowed his gaze, "What do you harlequins want from me?"

"I actually want to help you...but Aenaria has tricked you into believing we're out to get you. My name is Sylandri Veilwalker...and your name is Seiras. Librarian of the First Company of the Blood Ravens. Listen to me, space marine...I don't know what your source of information is about us other than Aenaria, but we are not your enemies," she tried to sound reasonable.

Seiras cocked his head at her, "You're certainly not surprised I can speak your language."

"I've had visions of you, Seiras of the Blood Ravens...and it was known to me that you possessed this skill," she replied.

He scoffed at her, "Answer my question...what do you want from me?"

Before Sylandri could answer, she jerked her head, "The girl is awake...I'll speak to you again when you return from the battle."

Seiras grimaced in frustration at the harlequin vanishing in front of him, but that was a lesser concern at the moment. He glanced over near the bed and saw Shiralyn was awake. Her eyes were wide with shock as she slowly approached him, "Y-you can speak our language? I knew it! Why did you lie to Faelan to protect me, and who the hell was that?"

The librarian immediately covered her mouth as he pinned her against the wall. He gave the most intimidating threat he could as his grip tightened, "Be silent fool! Yes, I can understand your language. I lied to keep you alive because I need someone to navigate me out of the webway after I break out of here. If you tell anyone...I'll personally rip hole into the warp and throw you inside. Do you understand?!"

Shiralyn nodded fearfully without saying a word.

Seiras released his hand a moment later and looked down at her, "You want to get out of this place? I have a plan...but I'm not telling you anything until we escape."

"Seiras, why didn't you just escape with me in the first place if you planned on breaking out?" Shiralyn whispered.

He turned away, "Because there's something valuable here I intend to take with me. You're now part of my escape plan. Don't make me regret sparing your life."

A swift knock on the door soon startled them both as someone's voice sounded, "Nelfaera, are you ready yet?!"

"Oh no! if they see us all in here like this..." Shiralyn went paler.

"Open this door or I'm breaking it down, Nelfaera!" the visitor got louder.

Seiras couldn't think of anything to do in time before the door was blown open with a grenade. The sound of the explosion quickly caused Nelfaera to jerk awake as she fell off her bed. Standing at the room's entrance was Renfaeda much to Seiras' dread.

"Fuck...how many drugs did you do last night?!" Renfaeda gawked at the state of the room.

Nelfaera was still naked and more than a little dirty. She stood up and looked at Renfaeda with widened eyes, "Oh...hey cousin."

"It smells like a sex den in here. Where's the lucky guy?" Renfaeda asked with a laugh.

Nelfaera replied slowly once she noticed Seiras and Shiralyn hidden in the corner, "Oh...they're somewhere around here I guess. I was really high so I don't remember...haha."

Seiras immediately moved with haste to try and sneak out of Nelfaera's room. He almost made it until Shiralyn accidentally bumped into him causing Renfaeda to jerk her head in their direction.

Her jaw dropped at the sight, "What is this?!"

"Ahahaha! I can explain, Renfaeda..." Nelfaera replied worried.

The succubus queen sent a glare at her as she grabbed the device on her wrist, "Give me your trigger switch! You're not allowed to have that anymore! How dare you fuck my slave!"

"Renfaeda, I didn't mean to. We just got high and things sort of happened," the syren laughed nervously.

The succubus immediately glanced back at Seiras, "You are never to obey her again, Seiras...you obey me and Faelan. Also, what the hell are you doing in here, Lady Shiralyn Khestri?! Did you fuck my slave too?"

"Uhhh…not by choice, Nelfaera made me!" she tried to save her own skin.

"Why is Shiralyn with you, Seiras?" the Succubus asked him seriously.

The librarian sighed, "Nelfaera asked her to come do drugs with us."

Renfaeda backhanded Nelfaera onto her bed and hissed, "Clean yourself up, cousin! We're deploying soon! You're lucky we're family or you'd be dead...don't ever touch my things again! Do you understand, Nelfaera?!"

"Y-yes exalted cousin..." the syren nodded fearfully.

"And you! Get out of my sight, Khestri bitch...go wait in your room and don't get any ideas about my pet!" Renfaeda said cruelly to Shiralyn causing her to run down the hallway with her dress half on.

"C'mon, Seiras...we need to get you equipped for the battle. Let's go see Melisara," Renfaeda said with residual anger still present.