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As far as I knew, I was a 23-year-old unemployed guy with a stable sourceof income, who lives in a tiny apartment complex in Tonopah, Nevada. It wasn't very populated since the city wasn't very well known. I had basically known everyone here, and they knew me. I had tried to get a job like a normal person, but oddly enough, I never got hired. I have tried 152 times to get a job here in Tonopah, but it never seemed to go well. Once I did get a job, it only lasted 7 years before the corporation fired me for the stupidest reasons. Once, I had gotten fired for having a tattoo on my back. The tattoo I had on my back was a memorial for my significant other, who had died in a plane crash that was suspiciously the month after I had proposed to her. It's like the universe didn't want me to have what I wanted. Another reason I had gotten fired was for my bad luck brought into the workplace. Look, I can not control what happens in the Goddamn workplace. What happens, happens. It's not my fault that bad things happen. I just wish I could have something good in my life…

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⚠️Tw// suicide mention, death, unsuccessful suicide attempt, mentions of vomiting⚠️

My name is Ino Makumi, and I have never had a good thing in my entire life until I decided to commit suicide and tried to hang myself. Bad luck had always followed me wherever I went. Back in my days of elementary school, kids called me 'bad luck Ino', 'orphan boy', 'killer', and my least favorite, 'black cat killer'. I was always bullied to the point where I got beaten up so badly that I landed in the hospital for two weeks straight. I found it so unfair that I had to be the one treated this way. One day, I had enough of the bullying, and well, that was when I showed my true colors. I had killed 7 children and injured 23 other children and 3 teachers. I was expelled that day. I was only 11, and I didn't deserve any of the harassment from those children. When I was being bullied, none of the teachers even tried to help me. They thought I was the reincarnation of the devil himself. When I was 15, I erased all my data from the police department in the whole state. As if I never existed. I had changed my entire identity, I was no longer known as Ino Makumi "the black cat killer", I was known as Benjamin Thaymor. Just a normal guy, in a normal town. Going by my new identity, I completely changed my attire, and I looked completely different. With my new identity as Benjamin Thaymor, I got a job at a local retail store. Everything was going well for a while but as I said, I never have anything good for long. I had worked in the company for 7 years, longer than I've ever sustained a job. I had gotten called into my manager's office, where I was fired right then and there. So much anger and rage bubbled up, I couldn't believe that they were firing me, I had been with the company for 7 whole fucking years and they're just gonna fire me like that? That was when I snapped, killing both the manager and my boss. I had never felt so much anger in my entire life. Once I had gotten home to the small apartment I had rented a couple of years back, I washed myself of the blood off my hands. After I cleaned myself up, I lay on my couch and turned to the news channel on my TV. As predicted, the news of my manager's and boss's death appeared on the news channel with the title 'black cat killer strikes again'. Boy, do the news reporters get on my nerves. Flipping through the channels after getting bored of watching the news, I dozed off slightly. That was when I heard a knock on my door, was it the police? No, I would have heard sirens. I sat up, trying to think who could be at my door. I sighed and walked to my door, really hoping it wasn't the police. When I opened the door, a short girl was standing in front of me, her round face, green eyes, and ginger hair were what caught my attention the most. She looked so beautiful. She looked to be in her mid 20's. I couldn't help but stare, she looked so perfect.

"Hi there neighbor! Did you hear about what happened over at *insert generic store name brand*? Golly whoever did that surely deserves a medal, I heard a rumor that the manager there was a perv." Said the woman. "I'm just glad no one else there was hurt."

"I uh- used to work at *generic store name brand*, I uh, got fired before it all happened," I said, not taking my eyes off the woman.

She is beautiful, I don't understand why but it feels like multiple things are flying around in my stomach. What is this feeling called? I don't understand. Watching her smile was the best thing I could ever imagine. I wanted this moment to last forever.

"Hey I know this is sudden and all but, would you like to go out on a date sometime?" I said, trying not to vomit right then and there from how much my body was shaking.

She noticed my shaking pretty quickly. "Yeah sure hun, but are you okay? You're shakin' quite a lot" she said in a sweet tone that's music to my ears.

I shook my head up and down, nodding. I let her inside my small apartment, watching her look around. This was the first time I had ever let anyone into my home, she might be the first ever nice person to me, ever. It felt like my heart was beating out of my chest. Is- is this what love feels like? It feels good but also weird at the same time. I don't think I've ever felt love before. Before I could even realize it, she had wrapped her arms around me, pulling me into a hug.

"Sweet face- why are you cryin'? Is somethin' wrong?" She said, wiping a tear from my face.

I didn't even realize I was crying until she said something. I wipe the tears away from my eye, looking down at her.

"Sorry… it's just… I never had someone be nice to me… ever… it feels good to have someone who won't try to hurt me.." I say as more tears run down my cheeks. I pulled her farther into the hug, squeezing her tightly. She felt so soft in my arms, especially since she was so chubby and cute.

"Oh, hun… I'm sorry you went through all that… here," she says as she hands me a little pastry from her bag. "Eat it, I think you'll like it"

I look at it for a moment before taking a bite. I looked at her in surprise, it tasted so good. She smiled, waiting for me to say something. I pause, taking another bite of the sweet pastry. I almost started crying once more, as I had never had anything sweet before.

"Is it good? You seem to like it." She said, smiling. She wasn't wrong, I did like it, I just didn't know what to say. I finished the pastry with a smile. "Well? How was it? I made them this mornin'. My customers seemed to like 'em"

"You work at a bakery?" I said as she handed me more of the pastries. "I would stop by if I had the money."

"Don't worry hun' if you ever stop by, they will always be on the house for you. For all the trouble you've gone through, I'll even offer you a job." She said, cupping her hands around my face.

I looked at her in shock. I couldn't believe it, she was offering me a job. She was way too perfect and wholesome. I knew this luck wouldn't last very long, so I am going to cherish this as much as I can.

"Thank you, uhm-" I just realized I had never gotten her name.

"Sera, my name is Sera. What's your name darlin'?" She said, her voice sounding like thick molasses.

"Benjamin, but everyone calls me Ben." I said, my voice almost coming out in a purr. "And thank you Sera, thank you for this opportunity, and thank you for being so nice to me."

"It's not a problem dear." She said, smiling. "After everything' you've been through, it's what I could do."

"So uh, where do you wanna go for our date? I don't have much money right now so I can't really go anywhere expensive." I say, putting my hands in my pockets, looking away from her.

"We don't have to go anywhere, we could just stay here, we could also have our date tomorrow since my day off is tomorrow." She said, fiddling with her thumbs.

"Okay! Tomorrow it is then." I said with a smile.

She smiled back and then she left. My stomach was filled with that fluttering feeling again. I sat back down on my couch and passed out.

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Several months have passed and I finally had the courage to propose to her. I wanted to be with her, as husband and wife. She became my girlfriend a few months back and lots of fancy dates have passed. I had bought a ring a while ago, preparing myself to ask her to be my one and only. During the several months that had passed, she had become a popular baker and was going to go to another part of the country to become a world-famous baker. I was happy for her. Though, I didn't know the disaster that would happen after I had proposed to her…

"So dear, do you want to take over my bakery when I leave? She said, her voice sounding like sweet honey. "I'm going to need someone to take care of the bakery while I'm away."

"Of course love, whatever makes you happy. The bakery is in good hands." I say, kissing her on the cheek. I was so happy to have her in my life, it feels as if my luck was finally turning around for the better. There was that feeling though, that I would be even happier if she was a male. I shook that thought and smiled at the ball of happiness, bouncing on her heels with excitement. She was leaving in two weeks and I was going to miss her a lot. I pepper his face in kisses, adoring her cuteness.

She looked up at me, smiling. This felt so unreal. I pulled her into a hug, tightly hugging her. This didn't feel like reality. At all. As the weeks passed, it was time for me to propose to her. I had set up a small picnic outside of town with some wine, cake, and flowers. Since it was my birthday and our 6-month anniversary, it was going to be extra special. As I waited for her to arrive, I set everything up. When she arrived at the location I held onto the ring box that was in the pocket of my blazer, I was extremely nervous but also happy.

"Hun, why did you bring me here? Is somethin' special goin' on?" She said with a smile. She looked gorgeous. Stunning even.

As I got onto one knee, I pulled out the ring box. My heart was pounding like it has never before. I held out the ring box and opened it. The words slipped out of my mouth.

"Sera, will you marry me?" I said, the words practically sliding off my tongue. I watched as her expression changed from her normal happy self, to a surprised, almost shocked look. Before I knew it, she had practically pounced on me, her smile, and her giggle told me everything.

"Yes Ben! I will!" She said, tears flowing down her soft, dark skin. She peppered my face with kisses. I smiled, knowing I made the right choice.

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About a month after I proposed to her, she had to go on her flight. I helped her pack her bags with things she would need. I still felt those strange feelings I had a month ago. I simply shook them off though when it did happen. As I helped her get to her gate, I waved goodbye and kissed her on the cheek.

When I exited the airport, I drove back to Tonopah, excited to see her in a couple of months. Something felt off though. I couldn't describe it back then but it felt like dread. I tried hard to brush it off, but it won't go away. As soon as I got home, I had the urge to turn on the news channel, so I did. And what I saw was horrifying. The plane that Sera was on had crashed an hour into the flight. I was shocked, I knew my good luck wouldn't last for long…

I just couldn't take it any longer. I stormed off to my room, I was angry, angry at myself, for letting myself fall for this fake luck. I grabbed a rope and tied it to a hook, already screwed into the ceiling. Once I had tied the loop on the rope, I put my head through the loop, barely keeping balance as I tried to stand on a wobbly stool.

I can't believe this, she's gone…. I think to myself as I prepare to jump off the stool. Since the stool was pretty tall, I would probably go pretty quickly. I sighed, finally jumping off the stool. I took one final breath before the building shook violently causing the old rope to snap, making me hit the floor hard. Before I knew it, the apartment completely collapsed. Thankfully I had managed to escape before it collapsed on me. When I looked outside though- the whole town turned into an absolute wasteland, I hopped in my car, driving around the small town, only to find out that everyone had died in the earthquake. I didn't even know that earthquakes could happen in Nevada.

What in the flying fuck just happened-

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The entire town had been destroyed in the earthquake. I couldn't believe it. Everything was gone. Well, except the bakery of course, the bakery was still standing. I gripped onto the steering wheel tightly. I needed to get out of the town. I sped off, trying to find a town that wasn't destroyed in the earthquake. I sighed hard, this earthquake destroyed everything. Every town I went to was destroyed. I don't think anything survived that earthquake. The earthquake was massive. I just need to find somewhere to stay. As I drove into the vast wasteland that is now Nevada, I contemplated everything that just happened. That earthquake wasn't normal. Something happened in the world that caused that earthquake to destroy everything. I couldn't believe it. 

I drove out so far that I could only see one small house in the distance. I guess that's the only place I could stay since it seems to be the only thing for miles to have survived the earthquake. 

This was the beginning of an apocalypse.

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After I settled into the small, rickety house. I planned on surviving for as long as possible till I found other survivors. Seems easy enough.

It was not as easy as I thought. I almost died.

It looked like a zombie, a real ass zombie. I don't think fiction should be in reality. I held onto the spear that I had found on my exploration for resources. I do not want to get attacked by a zombie again. It was hard enough to get its head off its shoulders without a weapon. It was terrifying. Nothing is normal here. Not anymore at least. I held my breath as I searched through the abandoned building for supplies. It smelled like blood and gunpowder. It smelled absolutely dreadful. I wanted to puke my guts out from how bad it smelled. It also faintly smelled like rotting flesh too. 

I did eventually find some supplies. Some non-perishable items and a bunch of weapons and ammo. I also found a couple of tanks to power the gas stove. This was perfect, but I want to continue searching for more stuff since my clothes are covered in zombie blood. I continued to search for anything to get rid of these old clothes. I held onto the spear that I had found and looked around. Some other smell passed by me, it smelled like more blood, but it smelled human. A human? No. Another survivor. As I looked around more, I found a duffle bag full of different types of clothing. Before I knew it, a rough hand gripped me by the throat. I turned my head around to get a look. The man who had a hold on my neck was very buff, and I mean very buff. I couldn't tell if he was looking at me or not, but soon, a smaller figure entered the room. 

"Who are you? Why are you in an agency building?" Agency building?? What agency?? I looked at the buff man, confused about what he said.

"L– look I'm just trying to survive this apocalyptic shit- I don't want any trouble- that earthquake kinda scrambled my brains." I said, trying to hide the stutter in my voice. The buff man was very intimidating.

"Earthquake?? You think that was an earthquake? That wasn't an earthquake. That was a massive explosion from the higher-ups stopping Hank and Tricky's fight." He said, they both are more confused than ever.

Hank? Tricky? Higher-ups? What the fuck?

"I don't know who those are-" I said, trying to get his hand off my throat.

"You don't know anything that's going on do you?" The smaller man said, gesturing for the buff man to release my throat. 

"Nope, now I must get back to my place cause I reek of zombie blood." I said, picking up the duffle bag full of clothes. 

Both men nodded, helping me to my feet. 

"Sorry we didn't mean to do that, we thought you were an enemy, also what is a zombie?" The small man said, putting his gun back in his pocket. 

"He means Zeds, Deimos. There must have been zeds here when he was gathering resources." I nodded, heading out the door, before almost being jumped by a 'zed'. Before it could get back up, I stabbed in the crown of it's skull with the spear I had.

I headed back to my temporary house. Happy with what I had scavenged. 

Today was strange. But fun. Hopefully I made friends with those two. 

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It wasn't so bad, it's been three days since the incident happened, I had been surviving pretty well on my own so far, I only had been attacked by zeds a few times during the past three days. I grabbed my spear from where I had it near the door. Before I could head out my door, the door got busted down. 

"Sanford, will you quit busting down doors! Jesus! Oh- hey it's you-" Deimos said, trying to pull back Sanford.

"Bro- I was just about to go out for more supplies- jesus- do you just bust down doors for no reason??" I said, putting down my spear.

Sanford scratches the back of his head, trying to apologize for his actions. 

"We were actually looking for you, uh, the agency wants to recruit you. They're trying to recruit all the survivors, to uh, try and take down Hank J. Wimbleton" Deimos said, trying to fix my door. "Hank was the one who, uh, destroyed all of Nevada, or that's what the agency wants us to think. You see, we know that's not what really happened. It's the agency that destroyed Nevada. 2bdamned used to know Hank before Nevada fell to shit. Doc is our resident medic at the agency, the three of us are planning to dissent from the agency and we want to take you with us. If you join, you'll be free from the agency as soon as we dissent from there. The agency is a controlling piece of shit. We'll be able to live our lives in somewhat of safety, but we'll still have agency on our asses." 

I tilted my head to the side, confused as fuck with the information that was just dropped on me. That is going to be a lot of information to process

"Look, we know it's a lot of information to process, but we want to help you, and it'll be better if we work together. And if something happens to any one of us, we'll come back from you, and we promise to come back for you. You're our friend. Also we don't know your name cuz we forgot to ask." Sanford said, ruffling my hair.

"My name's Ben, but the people from my town call me the black cat killer because of my bad luck." I say, putting my spear back in its spot in the living room. "And I've already killed seven people due to pure rage- but I had my reasons. I promise I had a good reason to kill seven people-" 

"Well, it doesn't matter now, it's basically kill or be killed. This state is practically in shambles." Deimos said, still trying to fix my door. "Me and fordie here already killed like thirty people. It's like the apocalypse here, no laws matter anymore."

"Oh then illegally deleting my case file and making a new one with a new name is basically now legal? Because my real name isn't Ben-" I said, picking my spear back up.

"Wait- your name isn't Ben? I thought you said- nevermind it doesn't matter anymore. Do you want to join the agency so we can escape like a week later?" Sanford said, scratching the back of his head again. 

"Sure, why not? I do miss company by my side." I said, grabbing the bag of weaponry and ammo, along with my spear. 

I followed behind them, hopping into the back of their van. It took us about fifty-three minutes to get to the agency base, but when we got there, there was a huge fight happening in the center of the courtyard. 

"Woah, what happened here? It's only been like- an hour at least?" Deimos said, trying to get to the middle of the crowd to see what's going on. 

I followed behind, wanting to see who's fighting who. Once we got to the middle of the crowd, Deimos recognized one of them and scoffed. Deimos explained to me who he was, saying that Marshall was the biggest asshole in this part of the agency. Before we knew it, Marshall spotted Deimos and grabbed him by the arm. That's when I blacked out. After I came to, Deimos explained that I beat the shit out of Marshall. Apparently it was so bad, I sent Marshall to the infirmary with a dislocated arm, his collar bone cracked, and part of his skull completely smashed. Deimos also said it took both him and Sanford twenty minutes to get me to snap out of it. I couldn't believe it, even though I have a kill count of my own, but those times I was fully in control, this time I wasn't. I had blacked out and had no control of my own body.

"Everyone was worried you were going to kill him, Sanford almost lost his grip trying to hold you back." Deimos said, rubbing the part of his arm where Marshall grabbed him. "Thankfully you came to, otherwise Sanford would have had to knock you out."

"Heh- yeah-... anyways, where the fuck were we going before we got caught in the middle of a fight?" I say, scratching the back of my head. 

"We were heading to the infirmary, so you can meet doc. So I guess let's continue our walk?" Sanford said, already walking to the doors.

Me and Deimos swiftly followed behind. As we followed behind Sanford, we got strange looks from the other agents. I shrugged off the looks, but Deimos looked uncomfortable. I gently patted Deimos on the shoulder, trying to comfort him. Once we had gotten to the infirmary, Deimos barged right through an office door, bumping into a very grumpy medic. 

"Deimos, what did I tell you about barging into my office? This is the third time this week." The doctor stared at Deimos, then looking over to me, he practically pushed Deimos away. "So this is him, huh? He looks like he came out of a dumpster fire, is he okay?" 

"Was that supposed to be an insult? If so, I've been told worse." I say, chuckling.

"Hey doc, yeah this is him, but he's pretty strong, I bet ya saw what he did to Marshall." Sanford said, chuckling alongside me. "It was crazy, doc. Ben practically pulverized him." 

"Sanford, I expected the damage to come from you, not a twig like him. How did you two find him anyway?" Doc said, looking over to Deimos, expecting an answer from him. 

"Well, it was four days ago, uh, Sanford almost killed him because he thought Ben was an enemy. It was kinda funny, but anyway, Ben has come to join us." Deimos said, pecking Sanford on the cheek with a kiss.

"If that's the case Deimos, I will need to see his strength in action." Doc said, looking over to the limp body of Marshall on the operation table in the back of his office. "One severely injured agent isn't enough proof boys."

"But doc-" Deimos tried saying, but was cut off by doc. 

"Well Ben? Would you like to show off your strength?" Doc said, I just nodded. Doc looked over to the two boys. "Well, it looks like I'll need you to injure a few more agents. Just don't go overboard."

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I hate wearing a suit, I really do. The agency uniform was really itchy. It wasn't meant for tall people, I had to get mine specially made to fit my lanky ass. What fabric was this even made of? It was so itchy. Deimos said that I'll get used to it, but I don't think I ever will get used to it. Doc saw me fight a couple of agents because they were harassing Deimos, so I pretty quickly got accepted to their team. He said that my strength would be a great asset for the team. Deimos was outstanding with his hacking skills. It was impressive that he could hack so well. Today was the day of my first ever mission with Sanford and Deimos, I was pretty ecstatic because this was my first ever outing with an actual team. Doc also said I had an excellent sense of hearing, due to me being able to hear any scuffle from anywhere across the work grounds. During the drive, Sanford said that I'd be on listening duty in case anyone were to come close to their mission location. 

As we approached the location of our mission, I could barely see the top of the building due to how tall it was. 

"Jesus christ- how tall is that building-" I say, basically at the edge of my seat. 

"It looks like a giant dildo, who was their constructor?" Deimos said, snickering. I wheezed, clutching onto my chest as I wheeze hard. It did look like a dildo. 

"Deimos really? With the inappropriate jokes, we have a mission to do. Wait Ben- are you okay? You're clutching your chest." Sanford said, whacking Deimos on the top of his head. 

"Sorry, I was laughing so hard it hurt." I said, scooting back in my seat. Sanford sighed, continuing to drive till they reached the building. 

The building was huge. We hopped out of the car once Sanford parked the car. The place looked abandoned, but I held onto the gun Sanford handed me earlier, keeping my guard up. I'd be standing right outside the security room door where both Sanford and Deimos would keep watch on the cams. We scoped out the entire building to find nothing so we headed to the security room. 

After a while of staying outside the security room door, I thought I heard weird sounds coming from inside the security room. Then I heard both the voices of Sanford and Deimos. 'Wait Sanford, did you forget that Ben could hear us??? You said it yourself, both you and doc actually.' 'Don't worry Dei, it's gonna be fine, it's not like he'll tell doc.' Well, Sanford is right about me not telling doc thing, I ain't no tattletale. That's just childish behavior. I will knock on the door just go fuck with them though. Before I could do that though, I heard the sound of shuffling footsteps coming from the stairway. I remember noticing the security cams being scattered throughout the stairway. 

I knock on the door with slight urgency. "Uh guys, I heard footsteps coming from the stairway, can you guys check the cams?" I say, holding my gun to my chest just in case I get jumped. I was slightly freaking out at the sounds of shuffling footsteps as it started getting closer. "Guys! This is very fucking urgent!" I shout, panicking slightly.

Before I knew it, my head was grabbed and slammed into the door, well that must have alerted Sanford and Deimos. I looked at the face of my attacker, no way. It was the infamous Hank J. Wimbleton. He was going to kill me. Right on the cams in front of Sanford and Deimos, if they were looking at the cams. 

"W-wait- I'm on your side. Please don't kill me." I say, just above a whisper. 

He tightened his grip around my head. Definitely didn't believe me, but that's understandable. Before he could slam my head into the door again, the door flew open, both Sanford and Deimos now right behind me.

"Hank, he's with us, put him down," Sanford said sternly. "You don't want me to tell 2b, do you?" Hank dropped me onto the floor, complying. I get up onto my feet and sigh, that was scary as hell. 

"Sorry about him, man. You know the agency is after him. So he's going to think of you as a threat." Deimos said, patting me on the shoulder.

"What were you two even doing in there?! I thought Hank was one of those cannibal guys!" I say, looking over to both Sanford and Deimos. Both Deimos and Sanfords faces flushed a bright red. "Oh my god you two were fucking in there weren't you?!" 

Deimos just chuckled, while Sanford looked away shyly. Those two were totally fucking in the security room. I shake my head, they could have gotten all three of them killed if it wasn't Hank and it was either a bandit or a cannibal. After a bit, Hank left and we went back to doing what we were supposed to be doing. I held my gun to my chest, keeping an eye on the stairway. 

The first day of reclaiming the abandoned agency building went well. The second day though, things went well- horny to say the least.

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I sit against the wall, keeping my guard up as I wait for the rest of the agency to come and reclaim the abandoned agency building. As the day progressed, I was slowly falling asleep due to having been awake for the past day and a half. As I nodded off, I didn't realize that the security room door had opened. Before I could realize it, I was pulled into the security room. I fell onto my back, both Sanford and Deimos standing right above me. 

"Uh, hi? You guys just made me lose my balance-" I say as the two hover over me. 

"Look man, we know you're sleepy as hell so we're just gonna have the door locked and have you sleep in here." Deimos said, helping me up onto steady feet.

"We'll make sure to keep an eye on the cameras, just get some sleep. You've been keeping us safe the entire day yesterday and half of today, you deserve some rest." Sanford said, patting me on the back. 

I smile, sitting on the ground and laying on my back. Deimos laid next to me while Sanford kept an eye on the cams. After a few minutes, I completely passed out, falling asleep on the floor. After a while I woke up, I didn't know how long it had been, but Deimos was curled up right next to me, probably asleep. Sanford on the other hand, was watching the security cams intently. I tried moving but Deimos was clinging to me so I couldn't move. I sighed, closing my eyes again, hoping I go back to sleep. Before I could fall asleep again, I could hear sniffling coming from right next to me. It was coming from where Deimos was laying, so it was definitely him that was sniffling. I roll over onto my side, wrapping my arm around him. His sniffling stopped as soon as I held him like this. After a moment I could hear Sanford chuckling. 

"You think this is funny?" I say in a low voice, trying not to wake up Deimos. He was snuggled right up into my chest. 

I did not anticipate that Sanford would put his hand on my shoulder. It caused me to jolt up and accidentally elbow Sanford in the gut. Poor Sanford stumbled back and fell into the chair at the desk. The sound of Sanford crashing into the chair ended up waking Deimos. When Deimos let go of me I got up and helped Sanford onto his feet, apologizing profusely. It wasn't his fault he startled me, it was my fault for panicking and elbowing him in the gut. 

"Hey man, look I'm sorry I startled ya, I didn't know you didn't like your shoulders being touched." Sanford said, scratching the back of his head. I sighed, feeling Deimos tug at my sleeve. 

"You need something Deimos?" I say, turning around to face him. He continues to tug on my sleeve, not answering me. He looked like he had been crying for hours. Sanford also noticed. 

"Deimos, hun are you okay? You look like you've been crying." Sanford said, picking up his boyfriend. 

Deimos gently nuzzled his face into Sanford's neck. I rub my thumb against his cheek, trying to calm him down alongside Sanford. It hurt to see him upset like this. Deimos reached his arms out, wrapping his arms around me. He clung tightly to me, sniffling into my blazer. I took him out of Sanfords arms, holding him close. He probably had a nightmare. I sit in the chair at the desk, gently rubbing his back with my thumb in an attempt to comfort him. The sniffling turned into quiet sobs, it hurt to see him like this. I looked over to Sanford, he looked quite worried for his boyfriend. He knelt down next to us, putting his hand on Deimos' back. We were both worried for Deimos. 

"Deimos baby what's wrong? Why are you crying…?" Sanford said, breaking the silence. Deimos didn't answer, still sobbing a bit. "Deimos, hunny did you have a nightmare? Cmon baby you can tell us."

Deimos still didn't answer, burying his face into my blazer. It must have been a bad nightmare for him to not say anything. I gently rubbed his back in hopes of calming him down. I lean back, rubbing his back. It hurt so much to see him like this. He nuzzled his face into my neck, seemingly trying to comfort himself. It felt weird to be nuzzled into, but it also felt nice at the same time. When Deimos finally calmed down, he still continued to sit in my lap, not wanting to move. I gently rubbed his back in hopes that he'll say why he was crying. 

"Yeah… it was a nightmare.." he finally said. I was right on it being a nightmare. He gripped onto my blazer, holding onto me tight.

Sanford whispered something into Deimos' ear and he looked ecstatic by what Sanford said. Deimos grinned mischievously, he was definitely planning something. 

"Alright, I should keep watch, you two keep an eye on the cameras." Sanford said, opening the security room door.

These two were definitely planning something. I looked over to Deimos who had a mischievous smile across his face. Deimos clung to me again, nuzzling into my neck and shoulder. It felt very weird, but it felt good at the same time. He kept nuzzling his face into those two spots for a while. Out of nowhere I just hear-

"Can I kiss you? Just like, once, if that's okay with you." Deimos said, still clinging onto my blazer. Deimos' face lit up with red, blushing hard. 

I was absolutely flabbergasted, shocked. Deimos wanted to kiss me?! Now that was a shocker. I knew he was gay but isn't he dating Sanford? Is Sanford okay with this? Deimos nuzzles his face into my neck. I couldn't tell if he was being serious or not. I've never kissed another male before, having only kissed my fiancé. I had no idea what to say to him. 

"Wait Ben- do- have you not kissed another man before? Would you like to have your first kiss with a male, with me?" He said, clearly embarrassed. My cheeks burned a bright red. 

I just nodded, still not knowing what to say, realizing how cheesey he's being about this. I shuddered as I felt his hot breath against my neck. 

"I- is Sanford okay with this? Like isn't he your boyfriend?" I say, finally getting what I wanted to say out. Deimos nods, his face extremely close to my own.

Okay I may have panicked and gave him a quick peck on the lips, but it looks like he enjoyed it. His face was completely red. Not gonna lie, it was kinda hot. It also seems that I might have caught him off guard a bit because he's just- sitting on my lap, completely frozen in shock. I don't think he expected that- or expected it at all. Fuck I am a nervous wreck right now. All of a sudden, Deimos' arms flung around the back of my neck, his lips pressing against my own. My face flushed red, I did not fucking expect that. I kissed back, a familiar feeling flooding my body. It's almost like kissing a woman. No, it's a lot like kissing a woman. Almost the exact same. Whatever feelings I had while I was with Sera, they finally went away. Those thoughts of kissing her as if she were a boy, they finally disappeared. Wait- am I gay? I definitely might be gay now that I think about it. He gripped onto my arms, the kiss getting more passionate as it progressed. After a point in time, Deimos already had slipped his tongue into my mouth, which he asked permission for and I just nodded, giving him the okay. He pulls his arms to his hips, bouncing on my thigh as I hold his hips. Fuck, is he turned on by this? I could hear small moans from the other side of the door. Sanford was definitely getting turned on by the sounds that were slipping from Deimos' throat, which I was clearly not paying any attention to. I squeezed his hips, which drew a loud but muffled moan from his throat. God damn it, I can't believe that I was getting turned on by these noises. He kept bouncing on my thigh as my cock hardened within my pants. I parted from the slight make out session, it was becoming hard to maintain focus on the cameras. He almost immediately went back to nuzzling into my neck. I will admit, it was kinda hot. I looked over the cam that was at the door of the security room, I did not expect to see SANFORD MASTURBATING OUTSIDE THE FUCKING DOOR! I panicked and accidentally pushed Deimos into the desk.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to push you into the desk." I say, apologizing profusely. 

"No worries Ben, it was hot actually" he said, wrapping his arms around my neck, pulling me closer to him.

My face was definitely red right now. He giggled, kissing me once again. Am I what Deimos calls a simp? No, simps are worse. Is this a crush then? I wrapped my arms around his waist, kissing him back. I will admit once again, this is super fucking hot. Like instinct, my hands trailed right down to his thighs, gently rubbing his inner thighs like I knew what to do. At this point, Deimos was just purposely trying to turn me on by grinding against my dick. I could feel his thighs twitching underneath my hands. Deimos had told me earlier that he was Trans so it didn't really bother me when I snuck my hand under his shirt and felt his top surgery scars. I watch him slip his hand underneath his boxers, most likely to finger himself due to him probably being horny as fuck. This was hot, something I'd never imagine myself doing something like this, ever. I parted from the kiss, groaning as I felt one of his hands move up my thigh and to my crotch. Everything felt so surreal, I could never see myself doing any of this, yet here I am. My breath hitched as I felt Deimos' hand palming against my cock, I could barely hold back the moan that slipped out of my mouth. 

"Enjoying yourselves, you two?" I jumped back, startled as Sanford entered the room. 

Deimos just giggled while I was in pure shock, mostly embarrassed though. Sanford I

sat on the desk, looking at both me and Deimos. 

"You want in on this? It's pretty fun." Deimos said, sticking his tongue out at Sanford. 

"Nah I'm good, just taking a small break right now, then I'll get back to keeping an eye on the stairs." Sanford said, looking over to the open door. 

Once Sanford left, Deimos had a sinister grin on his face, grabbing my arm and slipping my hand down his boxers. I could swear my face was as red as a tomato by how hot this was becoming. I slid my other hand up his side and to his chest and rubbed my thumb over one of his nipples, causing him to gasp and shudder. His hand guided my other hand right to his clit, he was practically begging for me to help him. I sighed before rubbing his clit between two of my fingers, which set off a chain reaction of loud, breathy moans from him. He bent over, breathing heavily into my neck. I could tell he was enjoying this when he jolted and moaned loudly. I wasn't really paying much attention while I stroked his clit, but my attention was drawn back when he bit down into my neck, groaning loudly at the pain of the bite. It did hurt like hell, but it felt really pleasurable too. Jesus, how sharp are his Goddamn teeth? His teeth felt like tiny blades. I moved my hand from his clit right to his entrance, slipping my middle and ring fingers right into him. He jolted hard, moaning loudly. When Deimos' teeth got practically ripped out of my neck, it hurt like a fucking bitch. My other hand gripped onto his hips tightly. His walls clench around my fingers, he trembles as I rub my fingers against his walls. I could hear the small whimpers slip from his mouth. I fingered his pussy slowly, relishing in the loud moans coming from him. I could feel him trembling from all this stimulation, his walls clenching around my fingers. I had lost focus again and Deimos came on my fingers. I had come back to reality with the most enticing image right in front of me. I slipped my fingers out of his entrance and wiped it on my blazer.

Today was interesting to say the least.

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Tw// near death experience, f slur, transphobic and homophobic slurs, purposely misgendering someone, manhood being crushed (aka someone got kicked in the balls)

(You have been warned.)

Yesterday was uh- quite hot if I do say so myself. Today was eventful, to say the least. 

Today was the last day we were stationed here, thank the higher ups. Deimos was being a giant cuddle bug as expected, it was cute as hell. He was just cuddling up to me the entire day, it was really cute. If he heard me calling him cute he'd beat the shit outta me. Sanford was manning the cams like usual so it was just me and Deimos guarding the room together. Me and Deimos were just chilling by the stairway, keeping an eye on the stairway for intruders, aka zeds, cannibal bandits, and Hank of course. Hank scares the shit out of me. Deimos pulled on my sleeve, gesturing for me to lean down to be face to face with him. I kneel down and he pecks me on the lips before leaning back on the wall like before. I then started hearing footsteps, which snapped me out of my daze. I grabbed Deimos by the arm, pulling him into the security room where I locked the door behind us.

"Sanford, check the cameras, I heard footsteps, the others shouldn't be here until tomorrow morning." I said, holding Deimos tightly to me. 

"On it." Sanford said, turning the cameras back on. "Fuck bandits, I don't know which kind though, cannibal or not, we should hide in here to stay safe." He stood up and blocked the door with a large shelf. Deimos held onto my sleeve tightly, not wanting to let go of me. Deimos was scared, he had every right to be scared right now, they could overpower us at any moment and we’d all be dead. Especially if they have a MAG on them, and epecially if they were cannibals, cannibals were fucking nuts. I picked Deimos and held him close, I wasn going to let anything hurt him or Sanford. I need to keep from losing the only good things in my life once again. As soon as I heard the window behind us shatter, I spun around quickly, hiding Deimos behind me. The bandit lunged at me and I couldn't dodge while hiding Deimos behind me. The bandit bit into the flesh of my side, the wet tear of my flesh as I threw the bandit off me, rung throughout my ears, I cocked the barrel back and shot it right in the skull. At this point everything had completely gone blank as rage flooded my mind, I needed to keep Deimos and Sanford alive while I bled out, I needed to protect the only people who care about me alive. Nothing stopped my rage fueled bloodlust. I picked up the bandit and threw it back out of the window. It may be dead but I don't want to smell rotting flesh the rest of the time we were here. 

"We should probably get out of here and report this incident." Sanford said, grabbing the both of us.

I nodded, picking Deimos up, clutching onto my wound with my other hand. We had to get out of there, if we didn't, we would die a horrible death. I looked over to the window, tempted to jump out right then and there. I held onto Deimos as the bandits had already started breaking down the door. I could feel Deimos shaking as the door started to crack at the force of the banging. I gently rubbed his back in an attempt to comfort him. He was scared, and I could understand why. 

"Sanford, we have to jump, there's no way of telling how many bandits are behind that door." I said, holding onto Deimos tightly. He just nods, heading to the window. 

I follow right behind him with Deimos still in my hold. I waited for Sanford to jump out before getting onto the ledge of the window, I kissed Deimos on the cheek before jumping out and landing perfectly onto my feet. Deimos held onto me tightly as we ran over to Sanford, who was looking out over the edge of the building. I stay quiet, looking over to see the massive horde of bandits surrounding our car. Deimos clung onto my blazer, looking around the corner with us. I set Deimos down and run out into the open, gunning down every bandit that comes my way.

"Ben, wait! This is too dangerous!" Sanford shouted, running after me. 

Deimos panicked, following Sanford, both in hot pursuit as I kept gunning down bandits. We had to get back, or one of us might get killed. I soon got swarmed by bandits, I pulled out the knife I had stored in my back pocket and slashed up the bandits in front of me, the blood spraying onto my clothes. I wasn't paying much attention to the bandits behind me until a cold blade hit my back, tearing up the flesh on my back open. The warm blood dripped down my back as I sliced through the bandits, more blood spraying onto my clothes. I was tearing down the bandits like it was nothing, that was until we heard loud and heavy footsteps. I froze as the MAG towered over me. It kicked me in the gut pretty hard, causing me to cough up some blood in the process of kicking me straight in the gut. I wobbled as I tried to get back up as the MAG walked up towards me. I dashed towards the MAG, unloading a full magazine of bullets into it's chest. Before it could even grab me, I leaped onto its arm and sliced into its throat, blood spraying all over me. My vision went dark as the MAG fell, falling with it. The last thing I heard before plunging into complete darkness was Deimos' panicked screaming. 

When I came to, it was probably hours later. I woke up in the emergency wing back at the agency. How did I get there? We were just at the abandoned agency building not long ago. I guess I must have passed out from bloodloss, but who got me here? I heard the door open and shuffling, I could recognize the footsteps coming towards me. I slowly got up as Sanford, Deimos and Doc walked up to where I woke up. 

"Good, you're finally awake Ben. Don't be reckless next time. I don't want to almost pull your ass out of purgatory again. Or pull your ass purgatory ever." Doc said, whacking me on the head with a newspaper.

"Heh- sorry 'bout that Doc- didn't really mean to almost get killed-" I say, fiddling with my thumbs.

He sighs, taking off my bandages. I looked over to Deimos, his eyes full of worry. I reached my arms out, gesturing for him to come to me. He looks over to Sanford before hesitantly crawling onto the bed and wrapping his arms around me. I reciprocated, holding him tightly. I could hear the quiet sniffles and sobs coming from Deimos, I sigh, gently rubbing his back in an attempt to soothe his worries. He calmed down a bit, soon I recognized other familiar footsteps coming our way, I knew it was Marshall. I held Deimos closely as Marshall came into view. My blood boiling as he started throwing disgusting insults at Deimos and the others. 

"You really are a faggot aren't you Deimos? Do you really need cock that badly? You fucking faggot tranny." Marshall said, chuckling. "It's not like your 'boyfriend' is any different from you" 

I pulled Deimos closer to me, I knew those words must have hurt. 

"Awe how cute, your little boytoy protecting you?~ You're such a whore Deimos. I can't believe she would even want to date you." He said, gesturing to Sanford.

"Sanford's a he and you better get it right before I crack your skull completely open." I said, still rubbing Deimos' back.

"Oh I am so scared, shaking in my wittle boots. How about you go get a life you freak, and stop hanging around these whore's" he said, reaching out a hand in an attempt to pull Deimos away from my grasp.

In one quick movement, I grabbed Marshall's arm and slammed him into the tile floor, the tile cracking upon impact. 

"You got a stick up your ass?! What the hell is wrong with you, do you speak to your mother like that? I guess your mother didn't love you if your attitude is this bad." I said, slowly bending his arm in a way it shouldn't.

Marshall let out an ear piercing shriek as his arm felt as if it was being torn from its socket. I would not tolerate transphobia or homophobia, especially towards people I care for. Plus I didn't like being called someone's boytoy. I huffed, stomping on his arm, the satisfying cracking sound of the bone gave me an idea. I walked around, now towering over him, face to face. I swung back my leg before kicking him hard in the balls. Destroying his entire manhood in one strong kick. Marshall let out a loud howl of pain before I stomped my foot onto his chest, hearing some of his ribs break. 

"Ben stop, you've done enough. I mean you just kicked him in the balls, destroying his entire manhood." Doc said, putting a hand on my shoulder. 

I nodded, heading back over to where Deimos was still sitting. I crawled up onto the bed, right next to him as I wiped some of the tears off of his face. Deimos quickly wrapped his arms around my neck, the small sobs hitting my ears. I went back to gently rubbing his back, soothing him. He nuzzled his face into my neck, wiping his tears onto me. I held him close, this time I won't let go of him again.

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Everything was normal so far as I recovered from my injuries. As the days passed, Deimos hung out on my bed with me while I recovered. It was nice since Sanford was the one who had solo missions the past few days, me and Deimos really got to know each other. We found that we had a lot in common, I would also tell stories about my fiancé. Every time I looked at Deimos, I could keep seeing her in him, maybe this was trying to say something, but I don't know what that something is, yet. One of the nights, Deimos had a nightmare and I had to shake him out of it. It was scary seeing him so distressed about something, so I tried to comfort him as best as I could. When his nightmares got bad, I found a small toon that I hum occasionally that seems to work very well to calm him down. 

Marshall was still getting on my nerves, even though he knows I beat the shit out of him, twice. He kept harassing Deimos, and he thinks I can't hurt him because I'm recovering, which is wrong in so many ways.

As the days kept passing, Deimos was constantly by my side. He kept by my side the entire time I recovered, and by the time I had fully recovered, he was still clinging to my side. I can understand why, I mean I nearly died to a MAG bandit and almost died to blood loss. So I can understand why Deimos would cling to me like gum to your shoe, but he isn't a piece of annoying trash. Sometimes I'd just be laying down and the next thing I knew, he was laying right next to me. To be honest it was really cute, and I don't mind the clinginess, it's nice to have a cuddle buddy. 

•{°°°}•

Deimos jumped onto my back, clinging onto me tightly. 

"Well hello there Dei, whatcha need?" I say, gently taking him off my back and holding him out in front of me. 

"Mmm, cuddle? I'm kinda bored." He said, reaching his arms out around me. 

I chuckled, holding him close to me.

"Yeah I'm down to cuddle. You sure you don't want anything else?" I said, walking over to where I've been sleeping. 

I gently dropped him onto my bed, laying right next to him. He almost immediately wrapped his arms around my shoulders, cuddling into me. It was cute honestly, he was just a cute little cuddle bug. I reciprocated back, wrapping my arms around his waist. He nuzzles into my neck, holding onto me tightly. I gently ran my fingers through his hair, humming happily. After a few minutes he started squirming around. I looked down, seeing his tomato red face. I brush a few strands of hair away from his face, the adorable blush spread out across his cute face. He squirms, pressing his hips against mine.

"A- a little help here Ben?" He says, chuckling. 

I chuckled, reaching my hand in-between his legs, palming him through his dress pants. He shuddered hard, burying his face into my shoulder. I gently nibbled on his neck, enjoying the soft moans that slipped out of his mouth. Slowly his pants started to dampen as I toyed with his cunt, the soft whimpers and moans filled the empty room. It was music to my ears as he moaned out. My dick twitched at the thought of filling him to the brim with my length, but I shoved that thought aside so I could pleasure him and only him. His moans grew louder as I slipped my hand up his dress shirt and blazer, toying with his sensitive nipples. He reached under my arms and clawed into my back hard, it did sting for a bit but I eventually got used to it and continued to toy with his leaking pussy. Deimos' thighs squeezed around my hand as I toyed with him, at this point he was trembling from the pleasure. 

"Ah- You're so good- shit- with your hands- holy fuck-" he said, moaning in-between his words.

I chuckle, lowering my other hand to his inner thigh. He jolted as soon as my hand touched his inner thigh. Deimos panting as he shimies himself out of his pants and boxers. Once he got his pants and boxers off, I cupped his pussy in my hand, teasing his twitching clit as I grinded my hand against it. He gasps loudly as I grind my palm against his clit. I chuckled when he shuddered a bit. I adored every bit of this as he moaned out and trembled. I couldn't help but graze my teeth down across his throat, watching him jolt and bite into his hand, trying to muffle the loud groan that slipped out of his mouth. I kissed across his throat and neck, loving it when he shivered.

"Mph- Ben-" he says, moaning out my name.

He claws hard into my back, tearing up my dress shirt with his sharp nails. I chuckle before biting down into his neck hard. He trembled and shook hard as he came onto my hand. I released my teeth from his shoulder, examining the bite mark, making sure I didn't fuck up his neck. He shuddered, nuzzling into my neck. 

"You okay Dei?" I asked, gently soothing his shaking body. 

He nods, nuzzling into my neck. It was cute how he cuddled up to me. I gently rubbed his sides as he recovered from his high. He wrapped his arms around my neck, kissing my cheek as he kept himself close to me. I wrap my legs around his waist, kissing him on the forehead. It was actually pretty peaceful like this. We layed like this for a while, not moving, just cuddling together. After a while Deimos started squirming again. I chuckled, locking my lips with his.

"Horny again Dei?" I ask, rubbing my hand against his hips, causing him to squirm more. 

"Heh, yeah" he giggles, grinding his pussy against my clothed cock. "Think you could, fuck me this time? Or I could ride you."

My face turned bright red. I had never actually had sex with anyone, not even Sera. So this was kinda a first for me so I didn't really know how to respond to that. He nuzzled into my neck, slowly unbuttoning my dress pants. I was still stunned at the time so I didn't really even realize that he had unbuttoned my pants until he was palming my dick through my boxers. I gripped onto his sleeves, it felt good, really good. 

"I'm guessing you've never had sex before either." He said chuckling, gripping my cock through my boxers. 

I nod, trembling a bit. I watched as he stroked my dick through my boxers. He removes his hand from my clothed cock after noticing something dull and round lining down my cock. He cocks his head to the side, slipping down my boxers past my cock. He then ran his thumb down the row of piercings that ran down my shaft. I whimpered softly, gripping onto his blazer tightly. He chuckled and kissed me, locking his lips with my own. I gripped his thighs, digging into his thighs with my nails. He slipped his tongue into my mouth, wrapping his hand around my cock almost at the same time. I whimpered, it felt so good. He chuckled, stroking my cock with his thumb. He practically had me shaking from how good it felt. I guess this is what people called “being pent up”. I nuzzled my face into the nape of his neck, I couldn’t help the way Deimos made me feel. He made me feel good, the same good feelings that she used to make me feel. Not in a sexual way, a nice way, he made me feel happy, I felt loved whenever he and Sanford were around. These were the good feelings I absolutely loved feeling. These new sexual desires felt weird at first, but now I was getting used to feeling this, and Deimos was the one to bring these desires out. 

“Hey Ben, you in lala land our sum? You’ve been spaced out for a while now” Deimos said, his hand now wrapped up in my hair. 

“S- sorry Dei, just got lost in my own thoughts is all,” I say, nuzzling more into his neck. He gave off a mischievous giggle, grinning as he sandwiched my cock in between his thighs. It was almost like I knew what he was thinking, not exactly though, but almost. 

“How about we try thigh fucking? You don’t have to actually fuck me." He suggested, moving his thighs against my cock. 

I nod, thrusting my cock into his thighs. He nibbled on my ear as my cock rubbed up against his thighs. His thighs felt so good, I couldn't help myself as I picked up the pace of my thrusting, it just felt too good. I felt his thighs tighten up as I thrusted into his thighs. I looked down, realizing that my cock was rubbing against his clit. I rubbed my hand against his thigh as I picked up the pace a bit more. He looked like he was having the time of his life. His face said everything, especially when his eyes rolled back out of pure bliss. God I could admire this man all afternoon. 

Moments later, his back arched, moaning loudly as his juices spilled from his cunt. I wasn't so far behind, the coil in my gut about to snap. Seconds after he came, I spilled out onto the back of his thighs, groaning loudly as I came, a large wave of relief hitting me like a truck. 

After we both had gotten cleaned up and into a fresh pair of clothes, there was a knock on the door. I walked over to the door and opened it to see a worn out Sanford outside.

"San you okay dude? You look like shit, that mission must have been hella rough." I say, helping him over to his bed. 

"You said it, none of the agents working with me wanted to compromise on a plan and almost all of them got killed because they tried to charge straight at Hank." He said, flopping onto his bed. "I swear none of these Goddamn agents know how to listen."

I laughed as Dei walked over to Sanford, giggling the entire time. It felt great to have friends like them.