You were assigned to work in the Space Wolves as a guard. You were one of the few men on the planet filled with females. Every day was the same thing; wake up, get dressed, hunt, eat, train; hunt, eat train; hunt, eat, and sleep. It was a cold planet with snow everywhere and sometimes you couldn't help but shiver. Being one of the few only males on the planet, you were constantly teased but the Space Wolves. Claiming you are weak compared to them, and that you wouldn't last five minutes with them in combat or bed. You tried to ignore them but they kept getting on your nerves, and each day commented on your performance in bed. They were acting childish and they didn't mean it, with some apologizing later for their insults, they were just bored. However, one kept going and in the end, she meant what she said. You snapped one day and challenged her to a duel. You too set a no-bar fight, everything was allowed. Everyone was excited, this was entertainment for them. Even Lema Russ came out to see the fight. The fight lasted a few hours with you using the terrain to your advantage. You threw snow at her face and eyes multiple times till she couldn't see anymore. That's when you struck and knocked her out by choking. Lema was impressed that a guardsman could defeat one of her daughters. You went to the barracks to take a bath and once you got out and went to the locker room, a hand slammed the top of the lockers, It was Lema. You quickly tried to cover yourself but she laughed, finding your reaction cute. She respected you, or at least, she said so herself. Lema invited you to their feast to sit beside her. You weren't sure but she gave your ass a playful smack and a wink and walked away, telling you she'll be waiting. You quickly got dressed and went to the dining room. The first thing you smell is the freshness of the food and the beer, followed by the musky scent of sweaty muscular women. It was strong, but you didn't mind it. Lema waved at you. Her Daughters are wearing just enough to cover their parts, sweating