Lorgar's furious roar clearly startled the beings within the palace. At once, all manner of lewd and grotesque sounds fell silent. Fulgrim seemed surprised by his brother's arrival.
Sheltered by his primarch's psychic power, Layak forced his way into Slaanesh's palace. Everything here overflowed with an intense air of debauchery. Even Astartes, whose desires had been weakened and suppressed, felt their blood surge.
The Dark Apostle discovered in shock that his genitals had become erect beyond his control.
Astartes had no desire to reproduce or propagate, not even those who had fallen to Chaos.
Ever since the completion of the nineteen genetic modifications, their mortal desires had been suppressed to the utmost limit.
Decadent music teased the primarch and the Dark Apostle, tempting them to embrace their primordial desires.
Perhaps Lorgar's arrival had frightened away some of the lesser daemons. Within this palace, only Fulgrim and a Greater Keeper of Secrets of Slaanesh were entwined, while a group of mortals who had fallen into Slaanesh's domain trembled nearby.
They were afraid, yet at the same time they found extreme pleasure in it, becoming ever more unable to pull themselves away.
Lorgar watched Fulgrim twist his serpentine lower body. With one hand, he gently combed the Greater Keeper of Secrets' long hair, which resembled a tangled nest of serpents. With the other, he picked up a moist red fruit of unknown variety from an ornate silver platter on the table.
The fruit gave off an astonishingly sweet, cloying scent. A terrified scream formed a horrifying face upon it. The twisted, slick Greater Keeper of Secrets extended lips and tongue like a serpent's, licking Fulgrim's fingers before swallowing it whole.
His former brother then trembled as he withdrew his fingers from her body, his expression utterly wanton and profane.
"Greater Keeper of