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by TopDownUnder

yo?😳😏Waves of flesh clashed against titans of metal, Hummers striking against the fleshomancers. It was an all-out war, the reborn Kalmaktama Empire fighting against their metallic obstacles. No side was winning, but neither was losing either. Each blow, each strike, each blast in the name of MEKHANE could be felt across the world.
Robert Bumaro, the High Priest, waded through the battlefield, effortlessly slaying any organic monstrosities that dared cross his bath. Across the battlefield, his so fucking hot and sexy opponentopponent could be spotted, leading the charge ontop a moving mountain of skin and muscle. The Forged One marched his way towards the Grand Karcist, a legion of faithful Mekhanites following his wake. The Sorcerer King saw the oncoming and how shiny and sleek his bald, metal head wasgearhead, and directed his wondering how it'd feel riding his steely dansteed to… how do blobs move? do they slide? yeah, they prob slide …slide towards his destined loverenemy, engulfing the mechanic war machines as it went.
As soon as they got close to one another, wishing they could tear each other's clothes offthey went on the attack. Ion jumped down from his blob of flesh, his grotesque and Bumaro's mind thought of what was under this man's robes, and lingered on another meaty staffmeaty staff much like how Cupid took aim at the two star-crossed loversaimed at his heart. Bumaro held up his warforged hammer to protect himself from Ion's thrust, and the two crashed into one another, tumbling onto the ground, with Ion mounting Bumaro's metallic hips. The two stared at one another, blushing deeply1234. Their faces were mere centimeters apart.
After a moment of silence, Ion was the first to speak.
"so we gonna kiss or?😳"5
"i mean..shi..hahaha😏😏"
ok sex scene time
when do i get my adult tag?
ok so like
this is my first time writing a sex scene so bare with me but
ion tears off the high presit's pants and begins to pound, his meaty staff going in and out oooh so hot
they switched roles and bloomro began doing the oh so hot and totally cool pounding.

"Oh~, Bumaro-desu, I've never felt such a good, metal rod as yours!" moaned Ion.
"Nobody fucks like Ballmaro does, Ion. 😏"

The two acolytes bounded together in their love, Ion finding a new lover to replace his Klavigar Lovataar. i mean yeah she was hot and all, but Bloomberg? oooohhh, he was something else alright. Their climax could be felt around the world, their lust and desire for one another unifying the two religions. The Sarkic Church of the Broken God. wait that's a terrible name no.
ok that's the sex scene. pretty hot, right?
whoops used wrong ink, guess you can't see it. sorry :( :)
The two lovers united their sides, their factions, and looked onwards. FLESH and MACHINE, now united as.. BIOTECHNOLOGY? Yeah, sure, that works. The BIOTECHNOLOGY Empire was poised to take over the world, and do that they shall.
you can downvote this now, right here ▽

but…
Down in the American Southwest, amongst the tents and smoke, jealousy was brewing. Five pillars of smoke surrounded this envy-filled man, jealous of Ion for getting that nice, nice chromejob. Who was this man, you ask? None other than
BIGGIE
CHEESE
HORACE
To (hopefully not) be continued…

Footnotes
1. wait can boomaro blush?
2. idk can he?
3. you know what his cheeks could probably rust
4. how tf would they rust you fucking idiot it's beryllium bronze or some magic shit magic shit can't fucking rust you dumbass. why would bumaro build his own fucking face out of a metal that can rust? go ahead, fucking tell me, why would the high fucking preist of the church of the broken god build himself out of a shitty ass metal that can rust you rat bastard?
5. yes they can speak emoji, fuck you.