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A story which is intended as a gift to my new mate. I posted it here however seen as most people in the chat enjoy my writing style and I thought id share this with other furs in the hopes that they will appreciate it. At anyrate enjoy and please rate this story i enjoy reading the reviews Edit: Forgot to put in that this story is very long so those looking for a quick yiff story had best be going somewhere else. * * *

part 1

• * * The envirolights flicker on dimly as the day cycle begins. Casting a sickly greenish glow about the room they illuminate a figure crouched at a desk shuffling through papers and checking a data pad every once in a while to confirm to him what he'd being reading throughout the night. Rubbing my eyes with a gloved hand I lean back in the chair and the audible sound of popping bones can be heard about the room. Turning around in the swivel chair I get up and walk over to the showering receptical in a corner of my sparsely furnished quarters. Removing my dirtied cloths and dropping them in a chute next to the cleaning unit i showers in only a matter of minutes. Stepping out from the cold water of the shower I run a towel through my body fur and over the hard metal of my bionic parts. Looking seemingly through a large stand mirror is a raccoon fur with his right arm, upper bicep and more then half of his face replaced with the shiny slightly bluish metal of bionic parts built to preserve his life force. All across this furs body you can see the scars of many a war wound the most noticeable is the ragged slightly pink line where the metal meats the flesh of fur. Moving to a dresser of polished wood so ancient its taken on the golden hue of aged varnish and wood. I pull out a pair of boxers and standard issue army fatigues. Donning them hurriedly I begin clipping my weapons belt on to hold up my pants seeing as I could never find a proper fitting pair. Shrugging on a olive green sleeveless-T I walk over to my rooms door and don my old flowing commissar's coat. Seeing as most commissar's keep their clothing polished and kept in the utmost perfect condition you can tell that I am not one. The red is stained and dirtied from many a battle field and upon closer inspection you can see dark patches among the original material apparently holding together the cloak from various weapons that have nearly wounded me and killed me. Connecting the last few buttons on the worn coat a nock is heard on the cold metal of the only door the small quarters have. "You may enter soldier" I says in a gravelly voice like two stones grinding together. Although barely whispered the door opens none the less and a young sergeant walks in in full battle dress. Saluting he hands the data chip over to me and he nearly shouts his orders at me as if it were a parade drill. "Orders from the lord general, captain Golgamoth" He burst out as i stare at the data chip thoughtfully. Turning back to the data pad on my desk I insert the chip and stand their for a few moments waiting for it to decode the information hidden on the chip. "How are the soldiers are they prepared sergeant Nevis." I asks without looking at the young sergeant. "As ready in the amount of time the lord general has given us as they can be sir" He barks back. A small whirr is heard from the data pad as it spits out the information from the chip onto its small screen. Perusing it thoroughly but quickly i rubs my eye's again wearily at what ive read on the small screen. " Have them prepare the transports we will be on our way in a few short moments. " The sergeant turning to leave is stopped in mid stride as he hears me give him the last order that ill ever issue him "Send my armor with a private to the bridge ill be their and I need to be fitted for battle" I turn and look at the data pad once more as if it's merely an after thought. "Sir" The soldier salutes before hurrying off to complete his orders. Leaving my quarters I turn down the hallway in the opposite direction the soldier was headed . I step on a motorized walkway as it speeds me past corridors filled with moving squads of soldiers and that same pail green light which was in my quarters. After only a few minutes I'm sped up to a pair of polished steel doors. Steeping of the motorized pathway I walk up to them and they slide open quickly with a cry as metal scrapes against metal. Walking past the polished doors I pass many a tech priest on my way to the captains bridge. Walking past various open consoles with their wires spilling out like some grisly war wound. I walk into a relatively large room in the fact that it is a wide open space. The amount of navel officers running to and fro on various task make the space seem much small however. Walking past a few bunnies conversing by the stairs to the captains seat I pay them no mind as my gaze locks on that of a human officer standing proud in front of the captains chair hands resting on the guard rail directing the actions of those below with shouts and bellowed orders. "You sent for me about my mission Lord General" I shout to be heard above the commotion around us as I snap a perfect salute. The lord general screams a few more last orders before looking down from the raised platform at me. " So I see that sergeant Nesis got to you with the orders I sent him with" The Lord General replies as he salutes back then sits in his chair and swivels it to face me. " Aye sir he did" I tell him. Even with the fact that he's sitting down the platform is raised a few feet higher so he still towers over me. "About these new orders you've given me, to capture any heretic troops we encounter. This goes against standard procedure and I fear I will lose more men if I go about trying to hunt down and capture every unit that comes within a mile radius of the drop zone." I state bluntly. Looking down at the fur standing before him, he still manages to tower over me bye a good 2 feet. " The drops zone as you are well aware of is deep into enemy territory and units that you happened to come across may hold coordinates or information vital to us winning this battle. It has raged on far enough and the Emperor has decreed that it shall be ended within the next 5 years even if we have to virus bomb the planet to achieve victory." He orders as he turns his chair effectively ending the conversation. Turning around I motion the guardsmen who arrived carrying my gear as I spoke to the L.G. to follow. Walking back onto the moving walkway the soldier fits me in my custom carapace armor and hands me my trademark pistols and ammo belt. hitting a few buttons on my bionic wrist I immediately hear coms chatter as command squads and troopers alike check their comms units. Speaking as if to no one my voice rings throughout the hanger amplified by the many speakers mounted on the commboxes carried by the troopers. Mount up and prepare to move out I tell the men. As one all 2400 men in my company move into their designated drops ship. Walking over to my command ship I walk inside the dark opening to be greeted with salutes and warm smiles. Amongst my command squad are a myriad of furs armed with the best the imperuim has to offer. Amongst the soldiers I spot my mate Deadeye a wolf anthro cleaning the sights on his scope as he checks to make sure everything's clean and in working condition. Walking over to the door of the cockpit I push a button mounted on a wall speaker sending a faint crackling sound emanating through the compartment. "Are we ready to take of pilot" I near shout at the speaker. Letting the button go for a moment I hear the static continue as he picks up the line on his end. " Alls well and ready for your go sir" He reply's giving me the answer that I hoped for. " Take off then soldier I want to be the first on planet side" I say letting go of the button and walking over to Deadeye plopping myself down next to him and sergeant Grox our heavy weapons man. Clipping my harness and tightening it just in time as the shuttle jolts to a start I lean over as I watch my mate clean his weapon. The military normally frowning on relationships, especially those of homosexual origin decided to ignore this small breach of conduct seeing as it was either dishonorably discharging a medal carrying marksman, and a war hero. They also found out that my relationship gave the troops some hope that they to would be able to settle down after the war and hopefully have a family of their own. A moral booster, I think not but it did seem that the army did favor our relationship. Looking over the other soldiers as they prep and prime their weapons. I move my hand down as I check my plasma pistol. Holding it up to the weak light of the cabin you are still able to make out the flourishing script of the Tec priests as they blessed my weapon with the spirit of the machine god. Satisfied that the power cells are charged fully. Holstering my pistol I give my mate a kiss before putting on the blast shield and falling into an uneasy sleep as the shuttle rockets me to a war I had every intention of wining. * * *

PART 2

• * * The walls shake violently as mortar rounds plummet down from the sky only to fall a few meters away from our makeshift hideout. Staring out from the rubble strewn super market I glance upon the enemy units surrounding the town square. Cultist armed with a varied selection of firearms stand in crowds of 6 or 7 looking of into the distance or chatting idly. Taking a quick head count I make out at least 60 along with 7 auto cannons and a lascannon dug up from only god knows where. The cultist not being the unit to worry about I stare bleakly the Chaos Marine as he scans the buildings for possible engagements. Standing 12 feet tall in his pox and disease marked power armor. I curse my luck at finding a company of plague marines leading the rebellion along with rumors of a demon prince hiding somewhere amongst the ruined capital. Sighing silently as I turn to my squad I look upon the battle worn faces. Low on supplies and running out of ammo my forces are slowly dwindling leaving me with hardly a dozen squads left. I curse the lord general and his so called intelligence force at giving me false information letting the rebels shoot down more then half of my force before they even hit planet side. Having to fight our way mostly through the shattered and bombed out city I gathered as many soldiers as I could and for the past few weeks weave bin wagging guerilla warfare at the cultists from within the once prosperous city. Already loosing 2 soldiers from my command squad I look over who I have left. Dead eye sitting in the corner as he nurses a torn shoulder muscle from a diving out of the path of a tank shell I thank the emperor that I didn't lose him. Zin and Brak the Geiger brothers sit watchfully at the two windows with their hell rifles scanning the shadows for possible enemy's. Grox having run out of ammo a long time ago discarded his customary rocket launcher and replaced it with a scavenged auto cannon from the cultists. Kroon weighed down from the bulging packs of shells he has to carry for grox leans against the wall as he checks his laspitol. and Manok tuning into different frequencies with his comms unit gives the thumbs after a few moments to show me that the mortar blast didn't scramble its frequencies as he picked it of the dead corpse of the previous comms officer. Replaying in my mind the last message that I received from the L.G I look down at the map on my data pad to make sure that this square is the extraction point. the L.G scared that if we didn't take out the chaos marines then they would skip town and he'd be denied a victory which would put him higher up on the magistrates list of officers deserving their own planet to rule over. The remnants of my army seemingly arriving here within only a few hours before extraction amazed me and I began to think that the Emperor was finally giving us his blessing. All that went to hell however as this unit led by the plague marine marched in and took command of the square. Knowing that if we didn't take them out soon their could be no chance that their would be a pickup. Thinking fast I sent Sergeant Hazly and his men over to the other side of the street giving him strict orders that once he was in position to unload everything he had on the plague marine hoping that it would fell the beast. Using the built in com set I issued orders that the men were to open fire on the cultists position when Hazly send out the first shot. Waiting for that first shot and knowing the troops have their orders I walk over and drag Deadeye to his feet. "I expect you to be able to fight soldier" I say with a smile on my muzzle as i roughly thrust the sniper rifle into his gloved paws. Suppressing a wince of pain he looks me in the eye firmly, nodding that he will indeed fight. I put a warm paw on his muzzle and i caress him gently as I look into his eyes lovingly. Hating myself that I might have hurt him. The squad ignoring our tender moment out of courtesy and respect for their commander get to their feet as the moment approaches. Walking over to the blown out remnants of what was part of the wall I pull out my plasma pistol and power sword as I charge them up. Letting out a dull whine to tell me that have charged fully I motion for Deadeye to pick out the heavy weapons crews as grox sets his sights on the plague marine. waiting as the seconds tick by I start to here ruble and the muffled curse as the other squads of guardsmen move into position. Hoping and praying that no one is stupid enough to let go of our positions. Alas not all is as I planned it and a yelp is heard from one of the ruined buildings as some fur trips on something. The marine obviously hearing the noise turns toward my position and I could swear by all that is holy he sets his foul diseased filled gaze squarely upon me. Knowing that the element of surprise is lifted I bellow out in a commanding voice " FIRE AT WILL SOLDIERS AND MAY THE EMPORER PROTECT YOU" The flare of a hundred lasrifles streak towards their targets punching half a dozen cultists of their feet. Seeming to have no effect on the plague marine the lasbolts bounce of harmlessly. The Chaos marine lifts his plasma rifle into the air as he points it at a building swarming with imperial guardsmen. Pulling the trigger the large ball of plasma slams into the ruins killing half a dozen guardsmen and collapsing the already weakened structure trapping only god knows how many more beneath the rubble. Picking another target the space marine lifts the rifle to his shoulder only to stagger back as the glass lens on his helmet shatters and a spurt of puss filled blood dribbles down his mask. Turning to look at the shooter he looks pissed more then hurt is what I make out of it Looking over I see Deadeye cocking the rifle again as he aims up another shot. Turning back to the battle the heretics now aware that some one is opening fire at them have dived behind what cover they can find and have begun opening fire on the guardsmen. Sergeant Hazlys squad finally moving into position start to open fire on the hulking marine. Their lasrifles merely bouncing or fizzling of his armor don't seem to do much harm but as I watch 2 missiles careen towards the armored monolith and explode sending a shockwave through the ground. After a few moments the smoke clears and the marine standing their with an arm missing and badly damaged turns Toward the squad and fires another orb of plasma into them incinerating them in a horrible explosion. The fire slackening on my side of the battle as more and more troops fall to the heretics heavy weapons. I command my squad to fall back as the marine trains his sites on our empty building again. Only just managing to get out it seems as we hear an explosion from the ally way as another blast of plasma flies into the building. Hurrying through the garbage and rubble filled alleyway I bring my squad into another building a few doors down. Telling my mate to open fire on the heavy weapons squads he starts picking them off in a timely fashion as Grox opens up with his auto cannon flinging heretics this way and that as shells rip through their body's. With only a few dozen or so heretics left with the deadly marine I scream into the comm ordering all units to charge the vile monster in hopes that it will nullify the awesome power of his plasma rifle. Screaming prayers to the emperor what's left of my company streams out of the buildings and rushes across the 15 or so meters to the heretics position. The remaining soldiers of my company smash into the few remaining heretics clubbing their way to the beast behind the back of their enemies. Using the heretics as a shield from the assault the marine drops his rifle to clatter into the dirt as he draws a power sword easily as big as a man. He thumbs the power cells to life swinging the massive sword through ranks of guards man and heretic alike he scythes through them monstrously by the dozens as he wades through the ranks. Running along with the pitiful remnants of my army I down a few of the vile creatures easily with my power sword. Looking around to get a better grasp of the situation I feel a cold tingle run up my spine as a large shadow looms over me. Turning around I look up into the abominations face as my muzzle wrinkles in disgust at the smell of infected and rotting meat that the marines body is made up of. I turn and fire my plasma pistol into his chest boiling away the armor as it burrows itself deep inside the infected tissue. Seemingly not able to feel pain the space marine pulls back for a mighty swing seemingly wanting to cleave this impudent creature in two as it damaged him slightly. Swinging the massive power sword through the air I juts barely manage to crouch underneath it as i feel the power field around it singe the fur on the top of my head. Rolling between its legs I swing my own power sword through the air trying to lob of its leg. Cutting through its armor like it was butter a flicker of hope rises into my breast as I feel it start to cut through flesh. Suddenly the large armored figure kicks forward dodging the blade and kicking a hapless guards man who just happened to be in the way a few dozen feet into the air. Lifting up his leg he stomps down powerfully at me trying to crush me beneath the heel of his power armored boot. Scrambling to the side he manages to crush my bionic arm into the ground. Destroying it utterly and pining me in place. Bringing his power sword up in what would be the killing blow he stabs down at my chest seemingly to fast for one so large. Closing my eyes as he thrust down with his sword i wait for the inevitable to happen. Hearing the familiar sound of an auto cannon go off I feel the pressure lift off my destroyed limb and I look over to see grox blazing away at the monster as it crumbles to the ground the heavy shells of the auto cannon punching through its armor like it was paper. Standing up awkwardly as I observe what's left of the square. Only a few heretics remain to fight back as they are clubbed down into the dirt. Not wanting to run as they fear their master more then death if they were to fail they fight to the last man, as what's left of my company swarms over them. Taking a quick head count it looks like more then half of the guardsmen are dead or unaccounted for. searching around worriedly I see Deadeye tending to the wounded along with what little medics I have left. Ordering the guards men to set sentry's I carefully remove the old commissars jacket and look at my destroyed arm. Everything below the elbow has being torn away and what's left is a mess of torn wires and shattered plasteel. Sighing as id have to get another replacement from the medical bay aboard the command ship I lean against the hard plasteel of the fallen marines foot. Waiting for the drop ship I look around thinking that more soldiers could have made it out if things only went smoothly. * * *

part 3

• * * Flexing the new bionic arm I walk down the corridor after giving my report to the L.G. Not very happy in the fact he didn't stick with his "war would be over in 5 days". He was even less happy when I told him that I was not able to capture any heretics. Walking towards the med bay to check on deadeye I open a pack of S.B.F. rations and snack on them along the way. Walking through the glass doors of the med bay I watch deadeye clothed only in his army fatigues flex and stretch his shoulder following the doctors orders. Chewing silently on the ration pack I enjoy the view as he looks over noticing me watch him. Jumping off the table he puts a clean shirt on as he listens to the medics orders. Saluting the orderly he hurry's out of the room and I hug him as he runs up to me. "I'm glad i didn't lose you in that tank attack" I say swallowing the rations and kissing him passionately. Opening his maw to say something I place a finger on his lips as I smile warmly dragging him out the doors and to my cabin. Getting a few stares on the way I just wink back at them as we walk through the doors of my quarters. Pushing him onto the bed so that he's laying on his back I straddle his hips and kiss him again slipping my tongue into his muzzle to play with his. Breaking the kiss after a few moments I undo my belt and drop it on the ground swiftly followed by my fatigues as I stand in front of him naked and rubbing my already hardening member. Undoing his pants and dropping them on the floor next to mine I kneel before him as I suck on his furry sac and sheath. Arousing my mates 7 inches quickly I suckle and lick the head teasingly as I squeeze and rub his fuzzy orbs gently with my paw. Swirling my tongue around the head I lap up the beads of pre as he lays back and moans happily gently bucking his hips into my muzzle. Spending a few more moments licking and teasing him I murr happily as I slide his throbbing meat into my mouth. Sucking gently I lower my muzzle onto him till my nose is touching his soft fur at the base of his member. Stopping for a moment to enjoy my mates aroused musk I lift my muzzle up until only the head of his member is left in my muzzle. Licking his pre before going back down I continue sucking him agonizingly slow. Lifting his head up after a few moments he whimpers as I continue my slow pace. Giving the head a last quick lick I climb up onto the bed and I grasp his member with one paw as I straddle him. Aiming his burning hunk of meat at my tail hole I slowly lower myself onto him till the head of his cock is just parting me. Steadying myself with on hand on his chest I smile at him hungrily as I slam down on his rod spearing it into me. Letting out a loud moan as I feel him part me I stop for a minute to adjust myself to his girth before lifting myself off his hips before plunging back down again. deadeye leaning back on the bed as waves of pleasure roll over him grabs my ass with his paws and squeezes them harshly as he starts to pant and moan as I ride him. Holding my head back and moaning as a warm pleasant feeling grows throughout my body I thrust down powerfully onto his hips with a slap as we connect. Moving my free paw up to my manhood I begin to furiously paw myself off as my mate bucks up into me as I thrust down onto his hips. Increasing the pace I rock up and down on him at an amazing speed as I feel my orgasm begin to grow in me. Letting out a throaty growl as my pleasure peaks I slam down onto his hips hard spraying my seed over his chest as my muscles clench rhythmically around his shaft. Not being able to hold on through the increase of pleasure my mate lets out a howl as he tightens his grip on me claws drawing little droplets of blood as he jets his cum into my bowels. Continuing to rock atop him trying to milk him for all he's got a few rivulets of spooge dribble down his shaft and sac to fall onto the mattress covers. Leaning down atop him for a moment as I catch my breath I lift up and he slide out letting a small stream of cum dribble down onto his crotch fur. Rolling onto the bed covers beside him I kiss him tiredly as my body catches up with itself from today's activities. Moving under the covers we hold each other tight kissing passionately as sleep over takes us.