Thursday, April 12, 2012

Fanfiction: There Is Another Lullaby

Sorry, this time it's not a "real" fanfiction. This is actually a fanfiction from Warhammer 40k's tabletop game Black Crusade where I have a character named Lullaby. My Lullaby is a really bad guy and completely insane. He's cute but he's the sluttiest little gay brat in the whole universe who loves torture and sex. But his past is very, very dark: He had gotten so much insanity already as a young teenager that he lost his mind and became evil. He has gone through abuse of every kind you can ever imagine all the way up to his 17th birthday when he turned his back to human kind and told it to fuck off.

Because his past is so dark I wanted to try and make an alternative dimension where he actually has a happy past, and that inspired me to make two short fanfictions with this alternative version of him.

This first one was completed today and is about how this alternative Lullaby is being tainted by Chaos. A mysterious man storms into his room one night and seduces Lullaby. But the man won't tell who he is, but he sure knows about Lullaby and starts to blackmail him with sensitive information. Lullaby - who is a spoiled little rich kid born into a noble family of navigators - fights back, but his body is too hungry for another man that he finally gives in. But what he doesn't know is that as he gives himself to the man he is tainted with Chaos, and one of the chaos gods - Prince of Pleasure Slaanesh - decides to make a little visit in Lullaby's dreams.

It's a story about the beginning of an alternative Lullaby becoming a bad guy. Who doesn't like to watch a nobleman's kid fall to the "dark side"? Almost like Star Wars. LOL!

(There is two things these two Lullaby's has in common: Their personality and Slaanesh.)


  • And here is a fanfiction about how he acts as a bad guy:
    Let Me Sing You a Lullaby

    I posted this on my other blog because it really doesn't have any sex in it and doesn't suit here. The story is about how he kills the govenor's son on a pleasure world that he wants to claim as his own.

 (Picture of Lullaby hand-drawn by me.)

The night was hot and the 17 year old Haddon Amabell was tossing and turning in his king-sized bed in his room. His body was sticky with sweat and he sighed heavily and sat up in bed. His golden blond hair was disheveled because of the tossing and turning and stood out in every way possible. He yawned irritated and rubbed his closed eyes for a few seconds before he stood up from the bed and staggered tired to the balcony door and opened it to walk outside to look at the busy city not too far from the mansion where he lived. The cool night wind caressed his naked body and calmed his hot skin – which was the typical tone of a noble; pearl white. He stood there for a while to enjoy the cool air before going to bed again. The summer season was at its peak and the hot weather had been exhausting for everybody. It was hotter than usual on the planet and rumors about the planet dying became more spread and talked about. But Haddon didn’t care. When he was finished with school and turned 18 he would disappear from that backwater world and never look back.

Haddon was born into a proud noble family of navigators, but he himself wasn’t born with the gene that would make him into a navigator and pride for his family house. He was the only one in his whole family born without the special gene passed down from generation to generation in the family house of Amabells. Instead he had gotten an unusual human mutation: Heterochromia with his right eye blue and left eye green. He was also of a very small build and he was often mistaken for being much younger than he actually was.

His parents didn’t care about him lacking that special gene though. Haddon had a five years older sister named Lucretia who was a full-fledged navigator and working to maintain the family status. She was a hard worker and Haddon hadn’t seen her for almost a year now. He often thought about her and wished he would be a navigator too to work in the same galaxy sector as her, but instead he was educated into a void-master.  He hoped to one day be the void-master of the ship where his sister was a navigator, but they were so many years apart that he knew it was almost impossible. She would retire and start a family before Haddon got as far as being a void-master. The time to get to the rank of a void-master took years.

Haddon was the family’s black sheep and was a very mischievous young man. His personality shifted like night and day without his family knowing it. During the day he pretended to be a well-brought-up child of the noble household of Amabells who was on top of his class, did as he was told and respected his parents. But during the night his real personality came forth: He loved to party and jump from the one man’s bed into the next. He loved attention and did everything to get it, and he didn’t hesitate to get what he wanted. But he was very cautious to never reveal his true identity as an Amabell. The reputation of his household was still a concern for him, so he went by the nickname Lullaby at the masquerade parties he and his family was invited to – and Lullaby was much known in the shadowy parts of these parties. If it was a normal party he just had to keep his legs shut and endure it.

But this night Haddon – or Lullaby as he preferred to be called – was restless. He hadn’t met a man for months and his body craved for pleasure. The masquerade parties which were so typical for the nobles had come to a halt because of the hot weather. No one had the energy to go to a party or to even put on their costumes. That made him feel agitated and gloomy, and sometimes he would get really irritated at small things.

“Damn… It’s withdrawal syndrome for sure. Can’t it just start raining men and then I’d be happy,” he sighed as he looked at the stars in the clear sky. But then suddenly a lightning flashed across the sky and a heavy rain started to pour down on him.  “Shit… My life sucks,” he muttered and saw that the stars had begun to hide behind clouds.

As he was about to go inside his room again he suddenly saw a man jump up on his balcony. The man had a black mask over his eyes and a black cape. On the man’s head sat a top hat and he wore a black suit underneath the cape.

“Who…?” Lullaby began, but the man was quick to pull Lullaby to his chest, put his hand over Lullaby’s mouth and pull him into the room. “Mmph!” Lullaby protested and tried to kick the man to get free, but the man held him in a locked grip. He was thrown onto the bed and a Lullaby turned around to look at the man he spat with poisonous voice: “Who the hell are you?! What are you doing here, scoundrel?!”

The man chuckled and looked at him. The man’s eyes – which glimpsed through the mask – were golden and his hair was bleached. The man’s body build was very muscular and looked strong and full of stamina, and his skin was sun kissed.

“I finally found you, Lullaby,” the mysterious man said and took off his top hat, cape and the jacket to his suit. He put the hat down onto an expensive looking cushioned armchair of vintage model, and the cape and jacket was put on the back of the chair.

Cold sweat began to gather on Lullaby’s temples. Was his cover blown? But he was so cautious! Where had it gone wrong? How did this man know who Lullaby’s true identity was?

“How did you know?” Lullaby asked nervously, but the man laughed and walked up next to the edge of the bed and looked at Lullaby’s naked body.

“It’s not that hard to figure out as soon as I see the body you so proudly boast about at those masquerade parties. I’ve been watching you for a long time at the masquerade parties, but then the parties stopped and you disappeared for a while – until I saw you at a dinner party not too long ago without the mask. Your hungry eyes were wandering across the room searching for an easy meal, and I’m not talking about the meal on the plate in front of you. You were searching for a man to quench your sexual hunger, right?” The man’s tone was slightly mocking as he talked; the tone of a bully. “At that moment I knew it was Haddon Amabell hiding behind the nickname of the secretly famous Lullaby.”

A small drop of sweat pearled down Lullaby’s cheek and his heart beat loudly in his chest. If his parents would find out about his secret hobby he would be tossed into a boarding-school and locked inside his room every day after the classes ended. His parents weren’t cruel people, but if the family reputation was damaged because of him he would be punished for sure. That means I won’t be able to have fun anymore!, he thought panicked.

The man must have seen Lullaby’s inner panic and he chuckled and climbed up onto the bed and stood on all four over Lullaby.

“But don’t worry. I won’t tell if you’re a good boy,” he whispered, and suddenly Lullaby knew what the man was after.

“Are you blackmailing me? Only a sorry and desperate lowlife would do something like that,” he hissed with a sharp and perky tone but the man just laughed quietly and looked at him with eyes asking it that was all Lullaby had to come with. It irritated the noble boy. “Then tell me: What do you want that badly that it’s worth blackmailing me for?”

Lullaby was like a cobra spitting venom with his words.

“You figure that out by yourself,” the man said and opened his pants.

“Sex?!” Lullaby shouted angrily as he saw it. “It is what you want?!”

“You really think so?” the man’s whispering voice asked as he kissed the pale neck and Lullaby shuddered. “You haven’t been touched for a long time now, right?”

“Nngh! You’re so annoying!” Lullaby complained and the man chuckled again and licked his earlobe. “Ah! Hey! Stop that! Tell me what you’re here for!” He tried to push the man off of him but as soon as his hands touched the warm muscles through the white fabric of the man’s shirt he lost the strength in his arms.

“Don’t struggle. I know you want this,” the man whispered and licked Lullaby’s ear – making the boy’s strength leave him and make him defenseless.

“The hell I do! Don’t pretend that you know me, bastard!”

Lullaby still tried to fight back. His pride was too big for him to just give in to a housebreaker and he tried his best to show the man his discontent about the situation, but his body reacted differently. It wanted to be touched so badly after months of hunger that it didn’t listen to the commands from its master.

“Hush! Do you want the servants to walk in on our fun?” the man whispered and caressed Lullaby’s still rainkissed skin with his big warm hands. Goosebumps exploded over Lullaby’s skin and he let out a sigh. “You know what happens if they find me, right? I’ll tell them about your little escapades on the masquerade parties.”

“Damn you…” he whispered and let his body go limp as he resigned himself to his fate. “Fine, but I won’t give you the pleasure of hearing me moan under your touch.”

The man burst out into a quiet laughter and looked at Lullaby with the eyes of a bully.

“You’re very high-spirited to be a helpless little noble boy.”

“I’m not helpless, you ass!”

“Fine, fine. But I’ll make you moan. Be sure of that.”

“The hell you will, stupid rapist! I’m very high maintenance in bed! A shitty little rapist would never be able to satisfy me!”

Lullaby couldn’t stop arguing with the man, but he wasn’t barking so loud because he was a weak dog. Quite the opposite. He maybe wasn’t physically strong, but mentally he was normally a rock. But this man pushed the right buttons over and over again to anger him to the point that he couldn’t keep his mouth shut. He didn’t want to lose to someone who would indifferently storm into his home and take his body just like that. If his body didn’t have a chance, then his words had. But this man just let the words drip off of him like nothing.

Lullaby didn’t move. He lay limply on the bed like he was protesting and let the man do all the work. As the man kissed him very passionately he didn’t move. As the man licked and nibble on his nipples he didn’t move. But as the man began to tease the sensitive area between Lullaby’s legs he had to bite down on his lower lip and grab the sheets so hard that his knuckles went white. If he didn’t he would toss himself over the man and do the raping instead. Being teased was torture. The man just slightly caressed his thighs, buttocks, balls and penis. It wasn’t enough to satisfy Lullaby. He wanted to tightly close his thighs to shield his sensitive area from the tickling sensation.

“Oh, look here. You’re growing hard,” the man said with a satisfied smile. “There’s a little drop on the tip too. How cute.”

“Shut the hell up!” Lullaby growled.

“It’s proof that you are anticipating more. Do you want me to touch you here too?” the man whispered seductively and caressed his fingers between Lullaby’s buttocks. “Wouldn’t it feel good if I just pushed my finger inside?” the man teased and pushed the finger harder on the little bud. “Say you want it.”

“N-never!” Lullaby protested – but his voice was about to give way. It didn’t sound as defiant as before.

The man – still fully dressed but with his pants open – chuckled and pulled out his shaft. It was still a little soft, but as he pushed up Lullaby’s legs and let it slide hard but slow between the boy’s buttocks it began to grow hard. “You want it really bad, don’t you?”

“Stop it…” Lullaby sighed. His mind was becoming blank at the same time as his body became fevered, and he knew he was about to give up. “I don’t want it…”

“Of course you do. You haven’t had a man plunge into you hard and good for months. Imagine all naughty things I could do to you. I could mercilessly push my cock inside you all the way to the hilt if you ask me to. There’s no need for preparation because you’re more than ready. You’re already opening up to welcome me inside you, and you’re oozing from here,” the man said with a low and seductive voice which made Lullaby feel as drunk as if he had swigged one whole bottle of amasec (alcohol – in this case wine). The man touched Lullaby’s hard member which was covered with fluids from its top. “You’re already this sticky and I haven’t really touched you yet.”

“Just … keep your mouth shut…” Lullaby’s voice was barely a whisper.

The mysterious man changed his tactics and pushed the tip against Lullaby’s entrance. But he pushed it enough to just open up the first muscle and tease the second and he repeated the little push a few times while he made dirty sighs to tease Lullaby even more.

Lullaby was so desperate but still too prideful to give in, and he grind his teeth and held such a strong grasp on the sheets that his hands had become numb. He was so weak for seduction and handsome men. He loved the feeling of muscles under his hands as he clung to his bed partners. That was the only kind of man he wanted.

After a few more pushes the man kept his rock hard manhood pushed against Lullaby’s opening enough for it to not go inside, and then he massaged the whole area between Lullaby’s legs with his whole hand and spread the stickiness all over the boy’s crotch. He smiled the smile of a bully and said:

“If you want it put it in yourself.” Lullaby didn’t move. “I’m waiting.” Lullaby hesitated. “I can leave if you really don’t want it.”

As the man was about to release Lullaby with his hands Lullaby took a hold of the man’s thighs and pulled himself down and pressed his entrance against the man’s cock. His body was first denying the object – it had been so long ago since last time – but after some more force was put into it his body opened and let the man inside him. But it hurt. His body was so tight that it made him tremble as he continued to force the other man’s dick inside him. He wanted all of it, and he was going to get it no matter what it took.

After a few minutes of struggle to get the whole thing inside him, and after a few more minutes to adjust, the man smiled satisfied and leaned forward to kiss the boy.

“Mmh…” Lullaby didn’t know if his body trembled because it hurt or because he was so excited and anticipating.

“Good boy,” the man whispered and gave a kiss on Lullaby’s forehead. “Just relax and I’ll do the rest.”

There had been no foreplay but the man had turned him on so bad that he didn’t give a shit about anything else than to get his satisfaction. The man was very careful not to hurt him as he started to move inside him, and Lullaby let out small sighs and moans as his body still hurt. But he enjoyed it so much he almost got tears in his eyes. Finally he got what he had been hungry for.

“Aah!” Lullaby let out a small cry as the man had pushed inside at the right angle to reach that special little spot that made Lullaby’s reality spin in front of him.

“There it is – the little spot that makes you cry out in bliss,” the man whispered and continued to push against that spot. “Cry out little more.”

“Oh! Not … that hard!” Lullaby cried in ecstasy. His body was so sensitive and tight that he wanted to knock himself unconscious to escape the intense feelings of pleasure. “Aaah! Nnh! Yes! Right there!”

“You sure gave in very fast even though you made such resistance against me,” the man chuckled and let out a moan. “You’re so tight. You really haven’t had a man for a long time. Oh, you feel so good. You’re so hot inside.”

“Shut up! Aaahn! Don’t stop moving. Just like that. Oh! There!”

Lullaby didn’t really know what he was saying anymore. He encouraged the man to take him harder, and as the man did Lullaby’s cries became louder. The man had to gag him with his hand so that the servants didn’t hear them. The bed was made of solid and strong wood, but the sheets slid across the madras because of the wild action, and soon Lullaby hit his head against the headboard.

“Ouch! Hey!” The man laughed and stopped moving as Lullaby yelled at him. “I’m not made out of wood or metal that can stand a crash against the wall!”

“Sorry, I just can’t help myself when I have such a nice little piece of meat in front of me. I get excited and carried away,” the man excused himself, and Lullaby growled.

“I’ll show you who’s the piece of meat here,” he muttered and gave the man a sudden kick to the stomach. “Lie down on your back! I’ll show you how it’s done,” he then commanded and took a hold of the man’s shoulders to push the man down on the bed.

Lullaby straddled the man’s hips and pushed himself down onto the shaft and let it go inside him all the way. He gave the man a look that a master would give to a slave and then began to move. He rocked his hips, moved them in a circular motion, moved up and down… He used all the techniques that he knew that would give him the greatest pleasure he knew. Lullaby didn’t care about the man’s pleasure as long as he was in control, and he let the man know that. Lullaby was the player, the man the meat.

“Oh, you’re incredible,” the man sighed and moaned as Lullaby moved.

“Of course I am. I’m Lullaby,” he answered proudly. “Mmh… I have more skills than any sorry ass on this planet.”

The two of them kept going like animals. The sheets were a mess and the pillows had fallen down to the floor. The room felt hotter than before and Lullaby’s throat was dry and his body ached where he was sprawled on the bed. He watched as the man put his jacket, cape and top hat on and headed out for the balcony.

“Hey! You’re not going to tell me your name?” Lullaby asked, and the man turned around to look at him with a smile. He still looked like a bully.

“I found out your identity behind the mask. Now it’s your turn to do some detective work. And besides – it won’t be as fun if you know who I am, right?” he answered.

“You shit! I’ve given you my body and you dare to deny me your name?! I’m an Amabell! You have no right to deny me the things I want!”

The man chuckled.

“It’s true that you’re an Amabell. That’s a pretty name for that pretty face of yours. But that’s all it is to me. Remember: I have the power here. I know who and what you are, and if that would leak out in the city… Oh my! Thanks for a very pleasurable night, my sweet prince. I’ll see you soon again.”

Lullaby stood up from the bed and ran after the man who just had jumped down from the balcony. As he managed to run out into the rain on his tired legs and stop at the balustrade he didn’t see the man at all. He had disappeared.

“DAMN YOU! I’LL GET YOU ONE DAY, YOU LITTLE PIECE OF…” He cut himself off. Lullaby sighed and hung his head. “… You little piece of fapable looks… You bastard…”

He felt a little uneasy of being inferior to a nameless man who knew Lullaby’s real identity as Haddon Amabell. But at the same time he knew the man wouldn’t spread any rumors as long as Lullaby did as told.

“Well, whatever. He’ll come back for sure. I’m really tired now,” he muttered and yawned. He went inside the bedroom and fell exhausted on the bed and fell asleep almost immediately.

The dream he had was filled with purple mist. He was walking in a cave like building with men having orgies all around him. He heard a small voice whisper about pleasures he hadn’t dared to commit, and he heard a name over and over again. Even though he heard the name he didn’t understand it. It was a beautiful name, but yet it was too hard for his brain to remember or process it. It was as if there was a barrier that didn’t want him to remember the name. But there was something very great in the name that gave him goose bumps. It was seducing him, pulling him deeper and deeper into the darkness. But as the purple mist became thicker he suddenly saw a face in front of him. It was a very beautiful face with a seducing smile. It was neither man nor woman. The face was completely androgynous. The face was so beautiful that it became more and more disturbing the more he looked at it. And the more he looked at it a fear started to crawl in his body. Suddenly the lips on the face said: “Pleasure is universal. It’s your right to enjoy every little pleasure there is.”

The face became so frightfully beautiful Lullaby screamed, and as he screamed he flew up from the bed in panic and stumbled over the sheets laying on the floor, and he fell over and face planted the floor. The pain in his nose made him realize he was awake and that it had just been a bad dream, and he sat up and sighed.

“That was a creepy dream,” he said to himself. But as he got clearer in the head he suddenly realized he had a fever and his throat hurt. “Damn it. I’m ill,” he muttered and then sighed: “My life sucks…”


To be continued in part II!

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