text: As the shuttle touches down on the planet, you sigh a breath of relief. You walk out of the shuttle, into the clearing you've landed in, staring at the dozens of black trees that surround you. All your lieutenants are with you, excluding Durge and Meliodas, both of who are happier to stay on the ship. 
  
  Although the planet, whose name you can't even remember, is for the most part two extremes of frozen, forever dark wastelands, and burning, forever insanely bright wastelands. So wastelands, mainly. Still, a strip exists around the equator in a sweet zone, which act as bountiful, fertile zones. It's this zone that you'll be taking advantage of on your little planet side excursion. You watch as dozens of shuttles land and hordes of mutants break free of the shuttle to gather resources. Hell, this'll probably raise morale for the mutants, seeing as this'll be the first time they've seen natural sunlight.
  
  "So, do we have any tasks for today?" you ask Elizabeth.
  
  "No, we've nothing to do but relax. I've put few loyal men in charge, as well as John the Hermit. They'll do what's expected of them."
  
  "Perfect, so we have free time," Fay says. "Anything on this planet worth hunting?"
  
  "There's a species known as Behemoths, incredibly hardy creatures that can survive in either extreme environment, occasionally raiding the fertile zone to feast," Elizabeth says.
  
  "Are they sentient?" Fay asks.
  
  "No."
  
  "Are they near extinction?" Fay asks.
  
  "Again, no," Elizabeth says.
  
  "Alright, perfect. I'll grab a few of my Tribals and go on the hunt," FAY says.
  
  "Yeah, I'll come," Castus says.
  
  "I'll go as well," Fay says.
  
  "Smells funny here. I'm going to sleep," Cain says, walking over to a tree and slumping against it as he closes his eyes.
  
  "You want to come hunt, Elios?" Fay asks. 
  
  "Please, do I seem like the type to go hunting? I'm going to bathe by the river," Elios says, sauntering off.
  
  "Elizabeth?" Olive asks."Are you coming hunting?" 
  
  "This is a peaceful, relaxing environment. I want to practice on my psychic abilities," Elizabeth says again.
  
  "Hayes? You coming?" Fay asks.
  
  "Yeah, I'll come," Hayes says, slinging his rifle over his shoulder. 
  
  Well then, you've a few choices on what to spend your day doing. 
  > go bathe with Elios
  "I'll go bathe with Elios," you say.
  
  "Perfect, darling," Elios grins. "Let's go."
  
  "Cool, let's go hunt," Fay says, leading her group off into the woods.
  
  Elios looks at you, smiling.
  
  "Come on, Karth, let's go."
  
  You follow Elios, who quickly leads you to the side of the river. Elios leans against a tree, staring at you as he smiles.
  
  "Well then, honey. Go on. Undress," he says.
  
  You stare at him nervously, before unclasping your robes and letting them fall to the ground. 
  
  "Ooh, darling. I like what I see," Elios says, as he loosens the straps of his leather armor, pulling it away and tossing it to the ground, revealing Elios' long, muscled legs, and a certain surprisingly big organ. Elios dives into the pool, surfacing and lying partially submerged along the shores. 
  
  "Well, come on," Elios commands.
  
  You dive into the water. You gently swim to the shore, and lie partially in the water, basking in the sun.
  
  "You look tense, darling," Elios says. "It must be a stressful life for you. So many responsibilities. So many daemons scratching at the inside of your skull. Such awful, awful stress. You need a back rub, darling."
  > accept Elios' offer
  "Um... fuck it, fine," you say.
  
  Elios slides over, placing his hands on your back. He begins to massage your muscles with some skill, causing you to groan in ecstasy as he expertly relieves all your stressed out muscles. You do notice his hands beginning to wander towards your ass and genitals. You feel like you should be stopping him, but fuck, it's a good stress reliever.
  
  "You know," Elios purrs. "I could help you relax in a more... sensual way. Trust me, the joys of Slaanesh are endless. And lust... trust me, that is a joy that knows no bounds."
  > accept once more
  You stare at Elios for a moment, wondering if this is the best course of action, before nodding.
  
  "Alirght, let's see how this goes then," you say nervously.
  
  Elios slides over, smiling at you.
  
  "Trust me, baby. I don't bi...  well, that's not a hundred percent true. I won't hurt you...  unless that's what you're into. Just...  trust me," Elios whispers, as his warm mouth presses into your neck, kissing you softly.
  > later...
  Over the next...  however long, Elios does show you certain temptations of the flesh that make it obvious how he's amassed such a following for a god that clearly couldn't give a flying fuck about their lives. Slaanesh seems to have bestowed her followers with, among other things, endurance, flexibility and the enlargement of certain body parts. By the time the sun is setting, you're lying on the shore of the river, panting, and feeling exhausted, ecstatic and to ve frank, worn out. Elios seems disappointed that you're out of breath and attempts to coax you back into love making, but you're spent, in multiple ways. In your mind, over the grumbling of the others you can hear Fucky cheering.
  
  "Yes! Yes! YES! Another round, boy! We're hardly finished, are we? I though this was the foreplay! Cursed, let me take over! Just for a few minutes, lessen your mental restraints! Trust me, you'll enjoy it!"
  
  "Break! Shatter! Fuck! Kill! I'll tear that dishonorable whore in two!" Smiley roars.
  
  "For once, Bloody one, I agree. Come Karth, let's...  split Elios in two," Fucky laughs.
  
  "So, you're finished already?" Elios asks.
  
  "Yeah, I am," you reply.
  
  "Shame," Elios says, grabbing his trousers and fishing out a packet of cigarettes from them. He pulls two out, putting one to his lips and holding the other out to you.
  
  "Well go on, honey," Elios says.
  
  You take the cigarette, putting it between your lips, before looking expectantly at you.
  
  "Come on, my daemonic little cherub. You're my light."
  
  You flick your fingers, as your hand sets alight, as do the tips of both of the cigarettes. You press it to your lips, sucking in.
  
  "Unless Kyros' little experiments moved your lungs to the back of your throat, which I highly doubt seeing as I would've punctured them during that little exercise, you're not inhaling."
  
  You nod, taking a deep inhale, before immediately releasing your breath and spluttering out the smoke as your vision goes hazy.
  
  "There, there. Smoke 'em up, little psyker," Elios says. "We best leave soon, and Elizabeth does nothing but complain if we smoke on the dropship. Still seems to be fine with Hayes doing it, though."
  
  "I thought we were supposed to be here for several hours," you say, confused.
  
  "How long do you think we spent...  encoiled?" Elios asks.
  
  "An hour? Two," you ask.
  
  Elios smiles slyly, gesturing towards the stars as they appear in the faint sky.
  
  "It's been more than a few hours, little one. Let's head out, then," Elios grins.
  
  You inhale once more, before tossing it over your robes and shifting them until you gain the appearance of someone who isn't moments after being fucked for more than a few hours. Then, you begin to saunter off towards the dropship.