A Taste For Death Queens Page 3
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The five sisters gathered together and watched the satiated sleeping humans, thermpire, homo magi and homo superior.
"So brave," said Ilar.
"So vital," sighed Osar.
"So mortal," mourned Avar.
"So hot!" yelled Unar. "That was fantastic." The sisters regarded their excitable youngest sister with amusement.
"I told you they were thrilling," said Emar. "You may thank your Queen now."
They smothered their eldest with kisses and hugs.
"Ok, that is enough. Family festival later, girls." More seriously, she continued. "This isn't all lovemaking and laughter," she told the bright eyed and naked Princesses of Neptune, their chests heaving happily. "The ritual brings responsibilities. You may pay a heavy price."
"Let's see," said Unar. "Help them kill aliens. Have fantastic sex. Get smart people to talk to." She shivered. "Makes me weak-kneed and squishy, that price. Can we wake them up again?"
Emar shook her head.
"Lend them strength. Shield them. Watch them die." Ilar added.
"Perhaps die defending them," Avar went on.
"Share their pain," added Osar.
"Alright, alright, I get it," said Unar. "Mortality has its serious downers. It isn't like we've done anything important in like, forever."
At that, they had to agree.
*****
The thermpire Hannah Kang woke first. Earth Princesses have heat to spare, it seems. Hannah felt completely full, apart from having being very well filled. She sighed, noticing that Ghaavn, spooned behind her, had slipped out of her while they slept.
"Welcome back, Hannah," Emar called. "Care for a chat, one queen to another?"
Hannah extricated herself from under Ghaavn's arm, got up and walked over to where Emar now sat ensconced in an emerald green chair, an empty twin of which faced opposite the Death Queen of Neptune. Hannah lowered her satiated body into it with some relief.
"Yes?" She wondered.
"Bulays and Ghaavn. You know we can only ever be number two, don't you?"
Hannah bit her lip and nodded, sadly. "They love each other more than anyone can ever understand."
"We, at least, have the benefit of a longer view. However, they both know that lovers can hurt their partner more than a bullet, a knife or an energy bolt. I am not sure Bulays will ever trust you completely, or Ghaavn me. Worse, we aren't human, so they can't handle us or read us the same as their fellows. That is two strikes, if you like," said Emar.
"I love him. I didn't want to. It just happened, and so quickly. I was fascinated five seconds after I saw him."
"I know. I tested them, hard, when we met. And after. It is still there. A mortal haunts my thoughts after so many years. Not to mention hormones." Emar sighed, one hand idly caressing a breast.
Hannah smiled at that, thighs clenching in memory.
"I believe this sort of situation calls for a drink." Emar gestured, and a bottle and glasses appeared. She poured two large ones. "To sex, love, and death," she raised her glass.
"In a package called Bulays and Ghaavn," Hannah toasted in return. Queenly breasts moved prettily as they swallowed together.
"Another?" asked Emar.
"Most definitely."
THE END
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