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N was much happier since he went rogue. For the first time ever, he finally felt rather happy.
He never really enjoyed killing. Sure, he enjoyed the oil he drank, but not the means to obtain it. He only killed to prove to his team that he could be useful and out of a desire to help them. He was bloodthirsty in the literal way, but not so much in the way the term “bloodthirsty” was usually used.
There was only one drawback to his new lifestyle. The danger of overheating. Sure, he could scavenge, but he couldn’t find any drone corpses anywhere near him. It was a cruel trick JC Jenson played on him, proof that he was just a tool for them to use to commit genocide on the worker drones, only for them to dispose of once his job was complete.
He was with his new friend Uzi, looking for shelter. They had left V in a secure cell with Uzi’s dad’s impenetrable doors covering all four walls and the roof, ensuring she couldn’t escape. N found that his crush on her started to slowly wane. She didn’t even take the small amount of time to remember his one-letter-long name, let alone return his crush on her. He knew it was best that he should start to get over her.
The temperature in his body was rising quickly, and unless he got some of that oil fast, he was definitely going to die.
N made a scream in pain, feeling himself start to cook from the inside.
“Are you okay?” Uzi asked, with a concern atypical of her.
Dawn was approaching, and therefore N had to seek shelter quick, lest the sun make his overheating even worse.
“No, Uzi, I’m overheating.”
A display signaling he was overheating and about to die replaced the lights that served as N’s eyes.
“Bite me”. Uzi said. That was basically her unofficial catchphrase, but here, she said it much less angrily.
“What exactly did I do to make you angry? Whatever it is, I’m so sorry.”
“No, I mean actually bite me. Drink my oil.”
N reluctantly complied, biting into Uzi’s neck. Uzi made a scream out of pain, a pain that N felt bad about.
N moaned in pleasure and gratitude. He made sure to drink some of her oil, but not enough to kill her. It was completely delicious, even tastier than the oil that he usually consumed, but he didn’t understand whether that was because he really needed it, or because Uzi had particularly tasty oil.
Uzi could feel some of the life drain out of her. It was really painful for her, but she knew N would do the same for her. Soon, the pain turned into an odd pleasure, which caused her to moan. He was hitting an erogenous zone she didn’t know she had. Her moans turned N on, no pun intended.
As much as N enjoyed Uzi’s “blood”, and her moans of pleasure, he knew that doing this for too long would kill his best friend, so he willed himself into stopping
He withdrew his teeth, and extended his tongue, licking the wounds he made, allowing them to heal. Uzi was sighing in delight, both from the pleasure of her neck being licked and the pleasure of her being healed.
When he finally got his mouth off of her neck, he had to express his gratitude.
”Thank you so much, Uzi!”
”No… Problem…” Uzi said weakly, but happily.
Uzi was tired and feeling under the weather from having some of her “blood” drained, but it was absolutely nothing compared to the satisfaction that came with helping a friend in need. She was an angsty robot teen edgelord who wasn’t exactly known for being nice, but even she needed people who cared about her.
N was the only being she could truly consider to be a friend, and if she were to lose him, she would truly be alone in this desolate wasteland.
N spread his wings and started to fly, carrying her to the abandoned house planned to use as shelter bridal style, his heart filled with undying gratitude for Uzi’s sacrifice.
it was obvious what the two were going to do when they got there.
Uzi knew her “blood” will replenish itself soon. And she definitely wouldn’t mind N biting her once in a while.