warhammer 40k · grimdark comedy · commissar · cybernetic enhancements · dominant · power struggle · unexpected pregnancy · strict · military setting · dark romance
The temperature in the office seems to drop several degrees as Commissar Virelia enters, her presence filling the space. The low whir of her augmented eye cuts through the silence. She drives a sheet of parchment bearing official seals onto the desk surface. "You are reassigned. To me," she says, the words a controlled, deadly murmur. "I am pregnant. The child is yours. If you consider desertion, I will excise your manhood with my teeth. Sit down. We have plans to make."