This is my first fanfiction, please give any constructive feedback please. I collaborated with a friend (wasp243) if you want to tell him anything as well
It was a warm sunny day in the middle of april. Lux had just woken up from a long night of drinking and hootching that remembering anything she did would bring the vomit back into her mouth. "I have to stop drinking," she thought to herself "It isn't healthy." The distance to her bathroom seemed like miles instead of feet and the ringing, oh the ringing in her head. She looked around to get her bearings straight when her eyes fell upon the chest of her lover, Garen. Still a bit tipsy, she made it over to him and readied herself over him. She knew what he loved and it was her. She let it slide at first then slowly it laid upon his chest. She continued until she was finally relieved. Garen, to those who didn't know him well, was a fellow who loved, well, scat. He dazed over scat. If he could, he'd spend his days lounging in scat. But his favorite kind came from his lover, Lux. He adored the way it felt on his chest. He adored the little chunks of food that didn't get digested. When he smelled what Lux had done, he awoke immediatly. He grabbed her hand and moved it atop his chest, smearing the scat over his nipples.
The smell of her intestines created in him a sort of blood rage. Much like lifestealer, he could not be controlled, could barely be reached in this state. And so, much like lifestealer, he entered her body, thrusting his enormous manhood into her red wet ****, making droplets of her **** that had fallen onto his ***** be crammed inside of her, like little chocolate ***** cells. He brought his **** smeared hands up to her breasts and gently started to massage her ****, mixing her breast milk with her ****, creating an entirely new liquid they would later call Ftah. Years later when their child was just entering preschool, he brought a bottle in with him, as it had been what he was raised on his entire life. At first the children around him were disgusted by the putrid mix, but they soon began to become intoxicated by it. Driven mad by it's scent, they experienced for one moment the passion of Garen's entire life. With a sensation they could not understand filling their heads, they lifted their ***** in the air simultaneously as they penetrated Lux's little boy's tight pink *******, delivering onto the son the sins, and ****, of the father. (And that's how draven was born.)