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Sorry guys, family stuff going on and now Gunmar won't talk.
Margie had eaten her breakfast and returned to the bedroom, snuggling up to Gunmar.
Gunmar's eye blinked open slowly, and he stared at her a moment, his lips arcing in a slight smile.
Wordlessly, he extended his claws and ran his knuckles down her cheek.
Margie purred as he did so, smiling. “Good morning, my dear!” She said softly.
"Has your heat abated?" Gunmar asked, "Or must I mount you again?"
He winked playfully.
Margie blushed. “It’s subsided for now, but I don’t know if it will start up again or not. We’ll have to wait through the rest of the week to find out.” She explained, putting a hand on her womb area.
Gunmar chuckled, rising to his feet and pacing a few steps across the room.
"So, it would seem you will have your way after all."
Margie tilted her head, confused. “I beg your pardon?” She asked.
"You told me you would be my mate, and I didn't believe you. Now, here we are."
He ran his claws through her hair.
Margie blushed, then let out a chuckle. “I agree! You fell for me as I fell for you, and that’s how we became a couple.” She purred, leaning into his touch.
"We are to be mates."
Gunmar lowered his hand, letting out a breath.
"Have you eaten?"
*ingrid blushed* ah, my mistake. A family portrait sounds lovely *she turned to the sons* would you like to give your papa war paint?
Absalom stuck a foot out of his bundling.
Gunmar reached to tuck it back in and Absalom kicked at his fingers.
Gunmar chuckled, tickling his little one.
Absalom's eyes went wide, and he began to hiccup.
@dad-dictatious-galadrigal
"Sire! There are rumors about you! The Thralls are saying your carrying! Isn't that ridiculous?" Dictatious let out a laugh.
"It...is true." Gunmar admitted in a low voice, "My body has undergone some...changes, since I've acquired my new mates. It seems their power has combined with my own, creating new life."
A pause.
"I do not think it will live to be born."
Without a word he bows and went to get Ruby
Ruby came into the throne room. Dictatious told her what is happening but won’t bring it up until Gunmar does. She goes up to the end of the stairway. She bow her head.
“you needed me, my lord?”
"You're children were all born healthy, save for a single runt. Tell me, what did you do, to keep your young alive inside you?"

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*ingrid was now beaming* I get to teach them how to do portraits? I've always wanted to paint you- but I know you don't like flattery
"No ingrid, I meant my war paint."
He chuckled deeply at the misunderstanding.
"If you would like a depiction of me, it can be arranged."
The truth was, he often wished for images of Bular. And his former mate.
He understood why ingrid would want an image of him.
"....Perhaps we could do a family portrait. All of the children around us, with Absalom in my arms and Ceaser in yours."
Margie had eaten her breakfast and returned to the bedroom, snuggling up to Gunmar.
Gunmar's eye blinked open slowly, and he stared at her a moment, his lips arcing in a slight smile.
Wordlessly, he extended his claws and ran his knuckles down her cheek.
Margie purred as he did so, smiling. “Good morning, my dear!” She said softly.
"Has your heat abated?" Gunmar asked, "Or must I mount you again?"
He winked playfully.
Margie blushed. “It’s subsided for now, but I don’t know if it will start up again or not. We’ll have to wait through the rest of the week to find out.” She explained, putting a hand on her womb area.
Gunmar chuckled, rising to his feet and pacing a few steps across the room.
"So, it would seem you will have your way after all."
Margie tilted her head, confused. “I beg your pardon?” She asked.
"You told me you would be my mate, and I didn't believe you. Now, here we are."
He ran his claws through her hair.
You like it?
"I want them to paint me next time I go into battle."
I wanted to do arts and crafts with absalom and caesar. I didnt hang it up anywhere because I worried you're generals would make fun of you if they saw it.
For a moment, his mind flickered back to another youngling, lifting a bloody handprint up proudly, his misaligned teeth tilted in a grin.
Bular was a painter, as well.
"Let them mock us, if they dare."
Fujimoto pinned Gunmar to the floor face to face as small puffs of steam were leaking from his nose and mouth. “I’ve got you~!” He purred.
Gunmar allowed himself to be pinned,
"You seem pleased with yourself, husband!"
Gunmar baced a foot against Fujimoto's middle and flipped him.
Now Gunmar was on top, smirking down at his husband.
Fujimoto croaked in surprise then smiled as he spread his legs, showing off his hard cock and wet pussy. “How would you like to do it this time my beloved~?” He purred.
Fujimoto gasped in pleasure and purrs at the unique sensation of Gunmar impaling himself on his cock. “By the abyss, you feel incredible!” He chirruped.
Fujimoto hissed in pleasure grabbing onto Gunmar’s hips to keep him in place. He also used the tip of his tail to stroke the warlord’s cock, making sure not to harm him with his sharp spikes.
Gunmar paused in his heavy blows, and struck out with another manuever.
He ground his hips down against Fujimoto's and began to move them in a circle.
His rut was fully extended and flopping against his belly as Fujimoto's tail danced around it.
"Harder, my King!"
Fujimoto did as he asked, gently tightening his grip around the warlord’s cock stroking it swiftly. He bit his tongue as his own cock throbs inside Gunmar. “How is that my beloved~?” Fujimoto asked letting out a hiss of pleasure.
Gunmar's peak clutched at his core suddenly. He braced his palms against Fujimoto's chest, bringing his ass down in one final, conquering pump, a lowering of hips as decisive as those of a king on his throne.
His rut spurted, his crux orgasming pushing him fully over the brink. One climax after the other.
He slouched, panting and drooling ever so slightly.
Fujimoto, unable to hold back either, had his orgasm as well. He filled Gunmar’s womb with his seed and let out a deafening roar of pleasure; announcing to the world that he’s successfully mated with his beloved king.
The mutant nearly fainted from ecstasy but managed to catch his breath, putting his claw on the back of Gunmar’s head as steam erupted from his mouth, nose, and spines.
Gunmar sighed, bathing in the steam as if flowed from his husband's form.
He pushed off Fujimoto, flopping onto the bedfurs beside him. His crux was rigid, holding in his husband's seed almost greedily.
"Good spar." Gunmar announced before rolling onto his side,, offering his back to Fujimoto.
Fujimoto purred, snuggling his husband from behind. “Agreed.” He murmured. “Judging by how much seed I have produced, it seems you are likely to get pregnant! But that’s just my opinion, we never know what may happen.”
"I doubt my flesh is fit for such a thing." Gunmar said quietly..
And yet.....it seemed as if the curse was gone. All of his children were healthy, not a runt among them.
But surely that wouldn't change the fact that he was born of corruption, and that poison ran through his veins.

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*ingrid immediately felt bad and opened the draw. Inside was peice of paper with little hand and feet prints made with paint. She looks embarrassed*
Gunmar took the piece of paper gently, staring down at the trollish pawprints.
"Are these.....?"
"Opsola.. you look tense." Kat leaned into his view. "anything i can do to amuse you? want me to fight that guy?" she pointed to a random thrall.
Grike froze, looking terrified.
"Actually," Gunmar said, knowing this thrall was a pick pocket and poor excuse of a soldier, and therefore, if Kat were to make it a fight to the death, it would be no great loss.
"That would amuse me."
oh poor grike XD// "Wait really? I was kidding, but i'm not above a surprise spar." she grinned and tossed a parlok spear to Grike. "You heard the Underlord. Square up."
Grike caught the spear.
He was many things. But one of them was a well-trained Gumm-Gumm warrior.
He swallowed his fear, pushing it down into the pit of his belly, letting his mind drift to that distant place he went to when pain was imminent.
Grike started with a false charge, aiming to flank her left before pivoting to the right.
*ingrid immediately looked away*
Gunmar's brow rose, but he eventually took his gaze off the drawers.
He trusted Ingrid. Let her have her secrets.
Fujimoto pinned Gunmar to the floor face to face as small puffs of steam were leaking from his nose and mouth. “I’ve got you~!” He purred.
Gunmar allowed himself to be pinned,
"You seem pleased with yourself, husband!"
Gunmar baced a foot against Fujimoto's middle and flipped him.
Now Gunmar was on top, smirking down at his husband.
Fujimoto croaked in surprise then smiled as he spread his legs, showing off his hard cock and wet pussy. “How would you like to do it this time my beloved~?” He purred.
Fujimoto gasped in pleasure and purrs at the unique sensation of Gunmar impaling himself on his cock. “By the abyss, you feel incredible!” He chirruped.
Fujimoto hissed in pleasure grabbing onto Gunmar’s hips to keep him in place. He also used the tip of his tail to stroke the warlord’s cock, making sure not to harm him with his sharp spikes.
Gunmar paused in his heavy blows, and struck out with another manuever.
He ground his hips down against Fujimoto's and began to move them in a circle.
His rut was fully extended and flopping against his belly as Fujimoto's tail danced around it.
"Harder, my King!"
Fujimoto did as he asked, gently tightening his grip around the warlord’s cock stroking it swiftly. He bit his tongue as his own cock throbs inside Gunmar. “How is that my beloved~?” Fujimoto asked letting out a hiss of pleasure.
Gunmar's peak clutched at his core suddenly. He braced his palms against Fujimoto's chest, bringing his ass down in one final, conquering pump, a lowering of hips as decisive as those of a king on his throne.
His rut spurted, his crux orgasming pushing him fully over the brink. One climax after the other.
He slouched, panting and drooling ever so slightly.
Fujimoto, unable to hold back either, had his orgasm as well. He filled Gunmar’s womb with his seed and let out a deafening roar of pleasure; announcing to the world that he’s successfully mated with his beloved king.
The mutant nearly fainted from ecstasy but managed to catch his breath, putting his claw on the back of Gunmar’s head as steam erupted from his mouth, nose, and spines.
Gunmar sighed, bathing in the steam as if flowed from his husband's form.
He pushed off Fujimoto, flopping onto the bedfurs beside him. His crux was rigid, holding in his husband's seed almost greedily.
"Good spar." Gunmar announced before rolling onto his side,, offering his back to Fujimoto.
"Opsola.. you look tense." Kat leaned into his view. "anything i can do to amuse you? want me to fight that guy?" she pointed to a random thrall.
Grike froze, looking terrified.
"Actually," Gunmar said, knowing this thrall was a pick pocket and poor excuse of a soldier, and therefore, if Kat were to make it a fight to the death, it would be no great loss.
"That would amuse me."

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Fujimoto pinned Gunmar to the floor face to face as small puffs of steam were leaking from his nose and mouth. “I’ve got you~!” He purred.
Gunmar allowed himself to be pinned,
"You seem pleased with yourself, husband!"
Gunmar baced a foot against Fujimoto's middle and flipped him.
Now Gunmar was on top, smirking down at his husband.
Fujimoto croaked in surprise then smiled as he spread his legs, showing off his hard cock and wet pussy. “How would you like to do it this time my beloved~?” He purred.
Fujimoto gasped in pleasure and purrs at the unique sensation of Gunmar impaling himself on his cock. “By the abyss, you feel incredible!” He chirruped.
Fujimoto hissed in pleasure grabbing onto Gunmar’s hips to keep him in place. He also used the tip of his tail to stroke the warlord’s cock, making sure not to harm him with his sharp spikes.
Gunmar paused in his heavy blows, and struck out with another manuever.
He ground his hips down against Fujimoto's and began to move them in a circle.
His rut was fully extended and flopping against his belly as Fujimoto's tail danced around it.
"Harder, my King!"
Fujimoto did as he asked, gently tightening his grip around the warlord’s cock stroking it swiftly. He bit his tongue as his own cock throbs inside Gunmar. “How is that my beloved~?” Fujimoto asked letting out a hiss of pleasure.
Gunmar's peak clutched at his core suddenly. He braced his palms against Fujimoto's chest, bringing his ass down in one final, conquering pump, a lowering of hips as decisive as those of a king on his throne.
His rut spurted, his crux orgasming pushing him fully over the brink. One climax after the other.
He slouched, panting and drooling ever so slightly.
@dad-dictatious-galadrigal
"Sire! There are rumors about you! The Thralls are saying your carrying! Isn't that ridiculous?" Dictatious let out a laugh.
"It...is true." Gunmar admitted in a low voice, "My body has undergone some...changes, since I've acquired my new mates. It seems their power has combined with my own, creating new life."
A pause.
"I do not think it will live to be born."
"O-oh."
"I apologize sire. Would-would you like anything to keep you at ease?"
"Bring Ruby to me. I would....have words with her."
Gunmar's claws drummed absently against his midsection.