How to Calm Your Warframe

Bathing in viscera and blood. Whipping steel cutting infested flesh. Knives circling, piercing infested's twisted skin. Returning back with a torturous sting.

"Great work, Tenno. I am pleased with your performance." Lotus' words jittered over communication channel.

Trail of gore led inside the orbiter...

"Not ag-again! Operator, this is making me m-mAd." Ordis frantically hovered over the sticky footprints, assessing their severity.

"Sorry." Kullervo waived his hand with Alor's voice, making wider steps towards Helminth's room.

Excited whispers echoed inside. Tendrils knowingly slithering across the floor and sealing, latching onto the warframe, drinking in its victory spoils. Mending its wounds. Spreading heat over every nerve in their conjoined body. Ravaging the veins. Throbbing in places hidden from prying eyes.

Kullervo groaned, taunt in his low whisper. Knives left his body, scattering with a clank across the glass, as he pushed himself into the moving wall. Hand dropping to his groin, delving under the protective plate, reaching for its swollen base. The other hand clawing at open wounds on his chest.

"Al..." A threat and a plea combined in Kullervo's strained voice.

His answer was Alor's giddish giggle washing over his mind, sending him over the solar rail.

Seam under her probing fingers parted, oozing hot slick. Smooth, pulsating flesh slid out under his fingertips, hand grabbing at its middle.

Both shuddered at that moment, jolts of longing pleasure darting throughout warframe's body. Sharp exhale held only by tightening tendrils around Kullervo's neck and legs.

She slid his palm down, holding the finger ring tight to the base, before moving it up to a narrow, wiggling and pointy tip. Grasping fully.

Soaked with desire, Kullervo bucked his hips to erratic rhythm, chasing the growing fire. His chest heaved under exertion. Thin vapor trails seeped from seams behind the ornate chin. Air wheezing under the deliberate pressure of voracious coils, keeping his relentless body in place.

First drops left his tip.

It burned.

The high that neither could withstand. Only together.

As one.

Kullervo's seed spilled over his hand, guided by Alor. Dripping onto the floor.

Helminth's tendrils, now uninterested in the warframe, released the body. Slithering to recover new samples for itself.

Neither of them spoke at that moment.

It was another calm day on the shores of Cetus within his mind.