"Operator, welcome back! Ordis has been- TIRed of WAITing- waiting patiently for your return!~" chimed the unbalanced AI she knew so well. The Valkyr rose up into the 'foyer' of her small, homely stealth ship, leaving the Corpus Gas Cities of Jupiter far behind. She was drenched in the blood of fallen crewmen, the rush of energy currents flowing fluidly through her veins; her flesh felt piping hot, she was eager to tear into one more, just one more little mongrel who would dare to point a gun at her... but she wouldn't. She needed to rest, to recuperate. She sighed. "Operator?"

The Valkyr acknowledged the AI with a silent wave, kneeling before the navigation console to set coordinates for a small spot on the periphery of the reaches of the Void; that area in space where time and space twisted and danced, guided beneath the hands of some cosmic, manic, immeasurable malevolence. The view was awe-inspiring, beautiful yet terrifying. It reminded her of herself in a way...

As the stealth ship's plasma thrusters engaged, she turn and retreated to the rear of the ship, the floor sinking down into the 'pit.' Before her was stood her Arsenal, beside it her kubrow, Mikael, slept soundly in his kennel. She stepped up onto the small platform of her arsenal, mechanical limbs popping out from nowhere and stripping her swiftly of her weapons. She snapped her fingers, an energized hunting bow being placed in her hand, a sheath full of fan-bladed arrows being magnetized to her back. The ideal tools for a Huntress, and her greatest security blanket. With the blood of several Corpus Executives now fresh on her hands, she was guaranteed a price on her head... but as long as she was armed, she had nothing to worry about.

~~Sexyness Begins Here~~

She stepped down from the platform, stretching in a very Ember-esque fashion, arms above her head and held close together, fingers intertwined as she arched her back, her muscled thighs and ass flexing within the skin-tight curves of her Warframe, her reformed body as glorious in it's fitness as the original... she drifted back to her days as a fully organic human. She couldn't remember names or faces, but she remembered more; hands, tongues, bare skin, rigid flesh... she felt her mouth begin to water at the memory of the hardest, strongest, most tender piece of meat plowing into her maw, making her gag on its tangy-sweet length and feeling herself grow moist in what was once the most intimate of places. She peeked over her shoulder, assuring herself that her kubrow was still sound asleep.

Then, she willed her Warframe to open itself, just in the area between her legs. The suit spilt with a dull hiss, a yellow-green flickering glow emanating from within, slowly fading enough to unveil a glistening pair of lower lips to the chilly open air of the stealth ship's confines. Valkyr shivered all over, blushing hotly within her suit. She retracted her claws, slipping a hand down between her thick thighs to the sensitive, grey, drizzling flesh of her cunt. As the first fingertip slid in, she gave a small whine. She pushed it in up to the knuckle, her hole clenching hard upon it. She was no virgin, but the centuries without any stimulation made this feel like her first time all over again. Her pheromones filled the air as she slowly slid her slick digit into her heavily drooling pussy, and she inhaled deeply of her musky scent, breasts rising and falling. Her fluids spilled down onto the floor of her ship, tinted a bright green and steaming gently, although she was too focused on her task to notice, knees starting to give as she edged closer and closer to her climax.

Finally her legs gave out, and she fell to the floor, face down and ass up with her toes curled in pleasure. A second finger slid up into her, the two of them clenching her large, throbbing clit gently and sending shudders throughout her body. The lust-filled Valkyr doubled her speed, essentially pounding herself as deep as she could reach while her asscheeks tensed and flexed with pleasure; her hot breath clouded up on the chrome flooring of the ship, small whines slipping out of her as she reached her peak.

With a loud, trembling cry, she came harder than any human could dream of, her sloppy, squirting pussyhole spraying jet after slick jet of her verdant femcum out behind her, soaking the soles of her feet and the backs of her thighs, her rump quaking in the open air as her pleasure-laden warcry sank down into a trembling purr; she'd covered the floor of her ship with a thick coating her pent-up mess of a well-overdue orgasm.

Valkyr heard a soft sniffing sound, looking between her legs to spy Mikael, her kubrow, sniffing at the puddle she'd left. Without hesitation, the powerful adult kubrow began lapping it up, his lengthy tongue shooting out and cleaning up her juices. She could see he was getting turned on by it's taste; his canine-like cock had already sprouted from it's sheath, already at 9 inches and barely erect at all. Valkyr swiftly rose to her feet, her legs still jelly from her powerful release and shivering with latent lust...