#sunyatta

 It’s been how long since he stepped foot back into the outside world from those ancient ruins of the Giza Plateau? 

It doesn’t matter, there’s nothing for him out there anymore worth his time.

Aware that he’s most likely been gone for quite some time, yet had willingly dismantled any ties he had with others, has there been anyone searching for him? 

It doesn’t matter, never a one could provide him with the opportunities and sensations he’s been blessed with. 

“Mm-ngh!”  

It’s the brief, mild pressure of those honed talons momentarily digging into the scalp of (Y/N)’s head, the omnic god- HIS GOD- taking advantage of the moment to buck his own hips forward to thrust the shaft of his silicone cock further down (Y/N)’s throat. Intellectually straying from reality to drown within the thoughts of the situation that (Y/N) is in- no, it wasn’t a situation, this was his new existence, he’s feeling more alive than ever- had been happening more often than not but he doesn’t despise it one bit. 

“Sorry, hmph, Sunyatta~” Excess drool seeps past (Y/N)’s lips to splatter upon the floor below, wantful lidded eyes flickering up to momentarily come to meet Sunyatta’s own intense, red orbs. There’s a dull, partially uncomfortable ache within his jaw accompanying the shaky breaths that are leaving (Y/N) as he’s feeling light headed from mindlessly sucking on Sunyatta’s cock for the last- well, (Y/N) can’t remember how long he’s been doing it for, just that the ache within his knees was becoming more prominent as well. The pain doesn’t matter, it never does.. It’s just a physical aspect, something temporary. It doesn’t compare to the everlasting pleasure that he receives from his god, it never can and it never will. “..Was just thinking about you once again~” 

“Of course you were, pet.” 

Sunyatta lowers his hand down from the armrest of his throne in order to firmly grasp (Y/N)’s chin, brushing a talon gently across his skin. 

“Such a good, obedient little morsel~”

It’s an alluring sight- the glowing, twinkling lights from the city of Cairo in contrast to the moonless, night sky. A beautiful sight, a beautiful place, and eventually it would all be Sunyatta’s. There were just some other situations that had to be dealt with first, some more tedious than others, but it was nothing but a small obstacle for the larger, more ultimate goal- rising back into his place, the Omnic god to rise back within his glory. Sunyatta’s name would once again be the name to leave people’s lips whether they speak in praise, fear, or anything in between. His presence would once again be noticed and acknowledged, while with the modern world Sunyatta would be able to rise to even higher planes of power and dominate this world.

“S-Sunyatta~,” It’s a high pitched, needy whine that withdraws Sunyatta from the visions of how the near future will be, causing him to look down. There’s those lust lidded eyes of (Y/N)’s once again staring up at him, conveying what exactly he was desiring without even actually speaking other words at all. Sunyatta could feel the warmth from (Y/N)’s bare skin- there’s no need to be wearing such materialistic things as clothing here in the first place- transfer against his own metallic frame.

It’s not an uncommon sight, not anymore. As a matter of fact, it’s a sight that the god encounters multiple times per day, and he hasn’t necessarily gotten tired of it yet. (Y/N) positions himself to be upon his knees, just hovering above Sunyatta’s foot while pressing his body flush against Sunyatta’s leg. There’s a soft hiss that escape’s past (Y/N)’s lips- the throbbing of his hardened cock almost painful, begging for relief. Fingers trail up Sunyatta’s calf up to clutch his hip, beginning to roll his hips to give himself relief but also pleasure. 

(Y/N) allows himself to succumb to the pleasure as it increasingly takes over his mind, his senses, closing his eyes within the process. Rolling his hips eventually turns into frantically rocking his hips all while high pitched moans of content leave his lips. He gets worked up extremely easily, (Y/N) could already feel his balls beginning to tighten, he’s so close to- “S-Sunyatta, want my reward~ Gghh, fuck!~ Please!~” 

“You would love a reward, wouldn’t you, pet?” 

Sunyatta chuckles, one of his clawed hands resting upon (Y/N)’s head as the man continues to hump Sunyatta’s leg with ultimate despair, slowly dragging his talons through the soft, luscious hair upon his pet’s head. Of course, (Y/N) was wanting his reward, and he was wanting it as soon as he could possibly get it. It was amusing for the omnic to watch his counterpart become so needy, to crave him- his existence- and the sensations that Sunyatta could give him, to the point that (Y/N) allows himself to become absolutely consumed by it. 

It’s a layered pile that consists of various fabrics- cottons, linens, silks- that’s been formed out on the open balcony that gives a great overlooking view of the city not too far away. (Y/N)’s already in the position that he wants to be in- no, that he needs to be in, in order to receive his reward by the one that he cherishes most- that he absolutely loves most. The upper half of his body is pressed firmly against the luscious fabrics, face squished against one of the pillows amongst the pile. (Y/N) shifts his knees up to have himself propped, reaching his hands back to spread his ass and reveal himself. He was in position, he was absolutely ready. He was- 

“Ggh, fuck!~” Despite that there had been multiple times before that (Y/N) has taken the cock of his beloved god, that initial stretching as Sunyatta slowly sinks every inch into (Y/N)’s greedy hole still causes him to tense up. It starts out as a slow and sensual pace, Sunyatta considering himself generous enough to allow his pet some moments to adjust to the intrusion, the length, but it begins picking up- the sound of “flesh” against flesh echoing throughout the air following wanton moans and whines. 

“Such a good, obedient morsel, you are, (Y/N),” Sunyatta leans forward, hunching his frame over and against (Y/N)’s, the warmth between them becoming borderline uncomfortable followed by the sweat smearing across the surface of their skin. With a sharp thrust of his hips, Sunyatta reaches a hand out to firmly grip at (Y/N)’s hair and pulls them both up to be upon their knees. “Willing to bend and alter yourself to my every bend and will, devoting anything and everything to me.. A perfect example of how a follower should be.”

“Eventually, I’ll begin my reign over Cairo. I’ll begin there, making my power surge from top to bottom-” Sunyatta’s hand releases (Y/N)’s hair and moves down to clasp around his throat, tightening his grip slightly but not enough to restrict his lover’s breathing. The other one positions to rest firmly upon (Y/N)’s hip, using the momentum from their movements to pierce his cock further into (Y/N)’s hole- if that was even a possibility anymore. His release is imminent- coming closer to bringing Sunyatta undone- his thrusting is becoming sloppy and unpaced, he can feel his processors on the verge of overheating, and god- the way that (Y/N)’s greedy, sopping hole is tightly clenching around his cock. 

The rough, guttural groan that leaves Sunyatta causes an immense shiver to course throughout (Y/N)’s already trembling being, his own moan joining Sunyatta’s to form a chorus that eventually descends to be shaky breaths as the adrenaline begins to wear off and exhaustion begins settling in. “There’s only one way that it will all be worth it in the end,” Sunyatta’s words practically slip through one ear and out the other, (Y/N)’s mind instantaneously giving into the secondary wave of pleasure that overcomes him as Sunyatta briefly begins to rock his hips. “-is that you’re right there by my side..” 

“-recruiting other fellow worshippers as well, of course~” 

A high pitched whine leaves (Y/N), but he absently agrees. Of course he would, never any doubt. 

Once again, those thoughts cross his mind. 

 It’s been how long since he stepped foot back into the outside world from those ancient ruins of the Giza Plateau? 

It doesn’t matter, there’s nothing for him out there anymore worth his time.

Aware that he’s most likely been gone for quite some time, yet had willingly dismantled any ties he had with others, has there been anyone searching for him? 

It doesn’t matter, never a one could provide him with the opportunities and sensations he’s been blessed with. 

“Y-Yes! Yes!” 

(Y/N) drags his fingers along the now soiled fur, closing his eyes, letting a deep breath out. 

“Anything, a-anything for you.. Sunyatta..” 

“-Love you, I love you.. Sunyatta..” 

A squelching sound echoes throughout the environment as Sunyatta withdraws his cock from (Y/N)’s now abused, gaping hole- a flickering within his processors and system at seeing his cum drip into a pile below them. Trailing his hand slowly up (Y/N)’s back, smearing the sweat that’s accumulated from their steamy session, it’s then that Sunyatta hunches over his lover one again, resting his head against (Y/N)’s own, dimming the accent lights upon his being.