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Rork was always a determined turian. Ambitious with his own self-build but not letting it get to his head, he had points of narcissism, flexing in the mirror, admiring his growing body. But when it boiled down to the turian he cared about in his life, he dared to not let himself become so self-absorbed, as Rork knew that would be very harmful in their relationship. It was this very turian, his gluttonous boyfriend, that inspired him to push to new heights.
Quite literally.
In the weeks of Gahtren returning from his mission, with one or two more missions throughout these weeks, Rork had started to work out like no other. He even admitted to Gahtren that he was taking growth serums to help spur his musculature. Though why was Rork doing this? Sure, he was aiming to please his boyfriend, make him happy, take care of him, but to go so far as to become a bit addicted to growing? It was partially because of Rork's narcissism in play, other part was to eventually assist his boyfriend around when he started to struggle to move around. It was not all about Rork, he thought ahead, and always thought about Gahtren when doing this.
What mostly changed with Rork was his body. In the weeks that had passed, he had, no, he WAS a behemoth. He was a walking tank of muscle and veins that bulged from his mountainous frame. He peaked over 10 feet in height, towering over Gahtren, and he was still gentle as ever with the obese Turian.
The gym that Rork had owned in the citadel was his haven of workout time alongside Gahtren, he had no intention of his lover losing weight, he just suggested it to help build some muscle under all of that fat. Not that Gahtren would deny such a suggestion. The two also wore a tank-top with the words 'Fitness' on them, it barely fit on either of them, especially Rork. His hulking mound of a figure stretched the top almost thin. It barely fit around his swollen pecs, both of them were half as big as Gahtren's own body, and Rork had a hard time seeing over the bloated orbs that was his chest, it made his head look minuscule. Compared to the rest of his body, his head was getting practically engulfed by muscles, not that Rork or Gahtren minded (they both found it incredibly hot).
Rork's shoulders and traps bulged over his head like actual mountains of power, veins bulging and throbbing as he flexed his abs in Gahtren's face, the straining of his clothes could be heard as they were pumped up and looked even more swollen then a minute ago. Gahtren watched all of his as he sat down on the multi-functional workout machine, he watched Rork grab what looked like a barbell with just one hand, they had oversized weights on each side. Each of the weights were labeled... '100 pounds'. "Hey hon... watch." Rork winked as a large hand gripped one of the steel bars on the workout machine Gahtren was using.
Gahtren could only observe, and he couldn't take his eyes off of the scene in front of him. Rork was lifting up a barbell that totaled 600 pounds... with one arm. Every rep Rork did, his face showed no signs of struggle, he flexed his bulging arm with those weights like it was nothing, and he kept going too. Even after 30 reps he didn't seem tired. Gahtren was going to be here for a while, mostly watching his Rork workout with such excessive weights, and get turned on while doing so.
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Rork has certainly become a mountain of muscle hasn't he?~ Not that Gahtren is complaining.
Damn, this is one of the first times I've described muscle, I know I haven't done as good of a job as other writers that cover muscle. And hey, I wouldn't mind writing about it again~ If anyone has any tips on writing this particular subject let me know, I'm eager to improve. Since again, feedback is appreciated! <3 Hope you guys enjoy!
Picture was done by the incredible beef-head herself https://violanarrayya.deviantart.com/
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Also Rork is owned by Viola
Quite literally.
In the weeks of Gahtren returning from his mission, with one or two more missions throughout these weeks, Rork had started to work out like no other. He even admitted to Gahtren that he was taking growth serums to help spur his musculature. Though why was Rork doing this? Sure, he was aiming to please his boyfriend, make him happy, take care of him, but to go so far as to become a bit addicted to growing? It was partially because of Rork's narcissism in play, other part was to eventually assist his boyfriend around when he started to struggle to move around. It was not all about Rork, he thought ahead, and always thought about Gahtren when doing this.
What mostly changed with Rork was his body. In the weeks that had passed, he had, no, he WAS a behemoth. He was a walking tank of muscle and veins that bulged from his mountainous frame. He peaked over 10 feet in height, towering over Gahtren, and he was still gentle as ever with the obese Turian.
The gym that Rork had owned in the citadel was his haven of workout time alongside Gahtren, he had no intention of his lover losing weight, he just suggested it to help build some muscle under all of that fat. Not that Gahtren would deny such a suggestion. The two also wore a tank-top with the words 'Fitness' on them, it barely fit on either of them, especially Rork. His hulking mound of a figure stretched the top almost thin. It barely fit around his swollen pecs, both of them were half as big as Gahtren's own body, and Rork had a hard time seeing over the bloated orbs that was his chest, it made his head look minuscule. Compared to the rest of his body, his head was getting practically engulfed by muscles, not that Rork or Gahtren minded (they both found it incredibly hot).
Rork's shoulders and traps bulged over his head like actual mountains of power, veins bulging and throbbing as he flexed his abs in Gahtren's face, the straining of his clothes could be heard as they were pumped up and looked even more swollen then a minute ago. Gahtren watched all of his as he sat down on the multi-functional workout machine, he watched Rork grab what looked like a barbell with just one hand, they had oversized weights on each side. Each of the weights were labeled... '100 pounds'. "Hey hon... watch." Rork winked as a large hand gripped one of the steel bars on the workout machine Gahtren was using.
Gahtren could only observe, and he couldn't take his eyes off of the scene in front of him. Rork was lifting up a barbell that totaled 600 pounds... with one arm. Every rep Rork did, his face showed no signs of struggle, he flexed his bulging arm with those weights like it was nothing, and he kept going too. Even after 30 reps he didn't seem tired. Gahtren was going to be here for a while, mostly watching his Rork workout with such excessive weights, and get turned on while doing so.
_____________________________________
Rork has certainly become a mountain of muscle hasn't he?~ Not that Gahtren is complaining.
Damn, this is one of the first times I've described muscle, I know I haven't done as good of a job as other writers that cover muscle. And hey, I wouldn't mind writing about it again~ If anyone has any tips on writing this particular subject let me know, I'm eager to improve. Since again, feedback is appreciated! <3 Hope you guys enjoy!
Picture was done by the incredible beef-head herself https://violanarrayya.deviantart.com/
FA:
lewdboxAlso Rork is owned by Viola
Category Artwork (Digital) / Muscle
Species Alien (Other)
Size 1280 x 915px
File Size 243.1 kB
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