Counting Crows [Loki Birthing Thread]
06-19-2013, 02:00 AM
(This post was last modified: 06-19-2013, 08:32 AM by Loki 1.)
(((OOC: Kay guys, Let Nnoitra post one more time and then... pups away!))) She damned whatever had persuaded her to bear this insufferable agony a second time, she damned that ivory bastard and his God damned cock for never having enough of her so cunt and filling her womb with far too many of his God damned offspring. Horny ass bastard. Her nostrils flared and her teeth grinded together as another wave of unbearable agony clenched through her abdomen. Where in the fuck was he? A fine sheen of moisture had plastered her fur to her bodice and finally....finally the asshole appeared in the mouth of her cavern. Emerald eyes narrowed in a glare fierce enough to send the demons cowering back to hell... at least until another contraction rendered her silent and she reared back in agony, skull slamming against the dirt. "Get behind me you bastard, support my spine, coil around me like these fucking kids were born out of pure love." She snarled with more venom than any assassin could ever dream of having. When Nnoitra had done her bidding, she leaned against his heavily, her tongue lolling from the side of her mouth as she panted with effort. For hours they lay together, Loki occasionally damning him to the seventh layer of hell, and occasionally asking for a brush of his tongue, they may not be head over heels in love for one another, but they respected one another, and they had an emotional bond to some extent, instinct demanded she now submit to him, as she was sure his own instinct demanded he protect her. The contractions grew closer and closer until she was little more than a writhing mass of ebony against his side, panting, wheezing, coughing and God damn it she was too old for this! Her lips parted, eyes slammed shut, claws scraping into the dirt and pushing with everything she had, Loki screamed. A wet plop and emerald orbs snapped open, head careening back behind her to lick the pup clean and gently nuzzle it towards one of her nipples. Female. "Pestilence." Because that's what pregnancy was a God damned disease. Her last litter had been comprised of two, surely there couldn't be many more within her? Another wretched contraction successfully wiped such thoughts from her brain, leaning into Nnoitra and grinding her teeth to prevent any more noise from escaping her, the second would drop to the floor. Half hoping that this was the last, she offered him the same treatment. "You name him, hes male." There was a brief pause, a lull in contractions but it was short lived. A moment later she was back to writhing in agony while the two pups suckled from her. Panting, exhausted and winded the third would fall from her and dutifully she would cleanse and align the pup just as she had the rest. "Narfi." That had to be the last, she couldn't take this any- another contraction smashed into her and she couldn't stop the scream that erupted from her vocals. God fucking damn it that hurt! She was going to kill him! Just how many fucking pups was she giving birth too? "Nnoitra!" His fathers name was the first thing the fourth pup would hear. She repeated the process and mumbled another name. "Cadabra..." Four... four pups... jesus. She panted heavily, her form limp and exhausted against Nnoitra's as the pups suckled hungrily, the pain returned and she sunk her teeth into Noitra's shoulder, tears falling from emerald oculars as she sobbed, straining her overly exhausted body to expel yet another pup. "God fucking damn it Nnoitra! I can't... Ah!" The thought trailed off in a horrific cry as the most painful contraction she had felt yet pushed the fifth from her womb. She cleaned and pushed it towards a nipple but was far too exhausted to check for gender, because another wave of agony hit her and the wench actually sobbed. burying her snout in Nnoitra's chest as she forced her muscles to push, utter agony clouded her lower half, filled her vision with black spots. "I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!" It was another few minutes before the last escaped along with the rest of the contents of her womb and finally... finally the pressure vanished. Carefully she cleaned the last, the pups easily taking the vast majority of her abdomen, she slumped backwards against her mate, muscles quacking, body aching and emerald eyes barely managing to stay conscious, she couldn't remember ever being so fucking tired in all of her life. "Name them... you bastard, nuzzle them so they imprint on you and not someone else." Venom still oozed from her tone but it was waylaid by exhaustion. "Don't you dare fucking stand! You will lean over me and support me, and you will stay there until I awaken from the God damned coma that your seed had put me in." The snarl was a command and nothing short of one.Despite her calloused words, she twisted her neck, to nuzzle the side of his maw almost affectionately, she didn't truly hate him. Speech, |