07-03-2016, 09:14 AM
The fun was ruined the moment the robot stepped in and knocked the male unconscious. Deimos roared furiously which was more than enough to send the entire room shaking. His bones crunched as his body began to shift back into his humanoid form. His purple eyes glared down at the unconscious captain.
"Banging a lifeless body is just as pointless as keeping him alive."
He was very much in the mood which the robot killed by being present. With a single notion, he tossed it out, but not before taking a few set of syringes out of its compartment. At least it was good for something.
"I'll just have to improvise" he smiled looking at the sleeping Ryne.
The first syringe was to keep the male from remembering the events of Deimos transforming him and attempting to seduce him. He may have been an alien, but he had a conscience about those kind of things and one of those rules meant not pussyfooting his intentions around. If he wanted to mate with someone, that was going to happen. That's what brought him to the second syringe. It was empty, but soon it would be filled with his ingredients so to speak.
He returned minutes later, filling Ryne up with the batter and even using a thin cream to keep him plugged so none of it would waste out. He cleaned the room up and placed the sleeping figure on his bed, getting rid of evidence shortly after. He would wake up believing it was just a simple night.
"Does that comply enough for you" he scowled at TX-34 and a bit at the doctor. "Mood killers..."
"Banging a lifeless body is just as pointless as keeping him alive."
He was very much in the mood which the robot killed by being present. With a single notion, he tossed it out, but not before taking a few set of syringes out of its compartment. At least it was good for something.
"I'll just have to improvise" he smiled looking at the sleeping Ryne.
The first syringe was to keep the male from remembering the events of Deimos transforming him and attempting to seduce him. He may have been an alien, but he had a conscience about those kind of things and one of those rules meant not pussyfooting his intentions around. If he wanted to mate with someone, that was going to happen. That's what brought him to the second syringe. It was empty, but soon it would be filled with his ingredients so to speak.
He returned minutes later, filling Ryne up with the batter and even using a thin cream to keep him plugged so none of it would waste out. He cleaned the room up and placed the sleeping figure on his bed, getting rid of evidence shortly after. He would wake up believing it was just a simple night.
"Does that comply enough for you" he scowled at TX-34 and a bit at the doctor. "Mood killers..."