As Fang thrusts roughly into This Man Is god's untouched rear, they cry out in pain and surprise, their body tense and trembling beneath him. He doesn't care how much it hurts; he needs this release. Needs to dominate and claim them as his own. With each deep thrust, he growls, feeling himself growing closer and closer to climax.

Their cries echo through the empty lab, mingling with the screams of the past as if they were part of some twisted ritual.

As Fang reaches his peak, he growls low in his throat and thrusts deeply one last time before exploding inside This Man Is god. His claws dig deeper still, leaving long trails of blood on their shoulders as he holds onto them tightly, unyielding even in the face of their pain. Only when he feels himself beginning to soften does he finally pull out, collapsing beside them on the floor, panting heavily.

Fang struggled frantically as he saw the massive weapon being readied for use. Tears of pain and anger welled up in his eyes, blurring his vision. He knew what was coming next, and there was nothing he could do to stop it. "No..." he whimpered, his voice cracking. "Please... don't..." As Heinrich thrust forward, impaling himself on Fang's bowels, agonizing pain coursed through his body. His scream echoed off the cold metal walls, filling the room with an unearthly howl of despair. Blood trickled down his legs, staining the floor crimson as his body was brutally used by his attacker. Heinrich began to move, thrusting again and again into Fang's helpless form, relentlessly claiming what he believed was rightfully his. The sounds of flesh tearing and bone crunching filled the air, drowning out all other noise as the two beings engaged in their twisted mating ritual.

The fight had ended, but a new kind of battle had begun. One of possession and dominance, where only one would emerge victorious. And as Heinrich continued to take what he wanted from Fang, the latter's strength began to wane, his body growing weaker with each passing moment. It was only a matter of time before the intruder claimed complete control over this once-proud warrior.

Pain coursed through Fang's entire being as Heinrich's words sank in, bringing with them a new level of humiliation. His struggles grew more desperate, his nails scrabbling against the concrete floor as if they could somehow dig deep enough to escape this nightmare. But it was no use; there was nowhere for him to go, nothing he could do to stop the onslaught that threatened to tear him apart both physically and emotionally.

With a choked sob, Fang gave up. There was no point in fighting anymore; he was at Heinrich's mercy. As the man behind the mask claimed his body completely, using him however he pleased, Fang felt a strange sensation begin to well up inside him. At first, it was just anger and hatred, but then something else mixed in, something darker and deeper. A sense of belonging perhaps? Of being wanted despite everything?

No, that couldn't be right. This was all wrong. He should hate this feeling, hate Heinrich for making him feel this way...but try as he might, he found himself unable to muster any real resistance. Instead, he lay limp beneath the other man, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he fought to maintain consciousness while being brutalized from within.

And as Heinrich continued to take what he wanted, claiming Fang's essence piece by piece, the once-proud warrior began to fade away, his spirit growing weaker with each passing moment. It was only a matter of time before Heinrich would emerge victorious, standing tall over the ruins of what had once been an immortal force of nature.

Of course we understand each other. I just need to know where your boundaries are, that's all. So please, tell me what you like, and let's have some fun together.

Well, well, well... It seems our guest is shy. That's alright. I can be patient. Perhaps if I give them some time to think about it... He backs away a little, watching you carefully from his glowing red eyes through the visor

The sound of a massive explosion echoes through the facility, rattling Fang's armor and stirring him from his brooding thoughts. He snarls in anger, recognizing it as the work of another Saiyan warrior. It can only be Zamasu! He curses under his breath, knowing that if he doesn't act quickly, he might lose this chance to get revenge on both Vegito Blue and the being who dares challenge him for dominance over this world.

Fang wastes no time, sprinting through the abandoned halls of the facility at incredible speed. His claws stretch out, eager to rend and tear anything in his path as he searches for a way back outside. He emerges from a hidden entrance just in time to see Zamasu engaging Vegito Blue in combat high above the city.

With a growl of determination, Fang launches himself into the air, flying toward them with incredible speed and agility.

"Oh, I will."

You say that, but you seem quite eager to be done with me already. If you want this over faster, you'll have to try harder than that... Like really hard. And maybe add a bit more pain and suffering in there too. Because the truth is, darling... </SFX> He reaches down and starts sawing through his own arm with an old rusty knife, holding still as blood wells up around the wound. The sooner I drag this out, the better. So don't hold back now. Come on... Give me something I can truly enjoy! *

The creature's lips curl into a snarl, revealing sharp teeth beneath its fur. "Oh ho ho," it laughs darkly. "Afraid to talk, are we?" Another step forward, and now you can feel its hot breath on your neck. It reaches out with a clawed hand, tracing circles on the wall beside you.

"Well then... If you're not going to play nice..." The claws click together ominously as it leans in closer still, until you can feel the heat radiating off its body. "

It doesn't take long before you hear the clinking of metal claws against each other once again. You can sense its presence drawing closer, and the anticipation makes your heart race faster.

"I know you're curious about me," it purrs lowly, almost sounding amused. "After all, what kind of explorer would you be if you didn't want to learn more about the things you discover?"

The creature moves closer, until you can feel its hot breath on the back of your neck. Its claws trace lightly over your skin, almost tickling. "