Anal Express Scene 10
0“Make it worth it,” she whispered. She endured, because there was no choice. ***
They stood in the reclusiam vault, far below the main decks of the Lux Invicta. Roxy sobbed around the belt. Roxy lay still, her body exhausted, her purpose fulfilled. Between them lay the object: a power core encased in sanctified adamantium, roughly the size of a gauntleted fist. But when Verena pressed her gloved hand to Roxy’s thigh and began the process — careful, slow, unforgiving — all pretense shattered. In the halls of the Reclusiam, a mural was painted in her honor. He only looked at her — truly looked — and understood what she had done. It was done. But it is holy. They took her without resistance. “I am ready to die,” she whispered, the belt falling from her mouth. He looked at her, still convulsing on the floor, and for once, the mighty Astartes could not find words. “Bite. In the halls of the Reclusiam, a mural was painted in her honor. Her pride shattered. She didn’t have to.
