A Mercs Best Friend...Or More? (Sinner Male Y/n X Carmilla Carmine)

Fox In A Box

(Third Person POV)

Carmilla stood for a moment, staring at the cell in silence. "...So, What is your first question? I can tell you have quite a few." Y/n said, sounding kinda bored. "How come you have kept so much about you hidden?" Y/n lets out a small laugh, "I have my reasons Beautiful. What's wrong? Don't like it that I'm mysterious~" "Cut that out. It's just that you have been working for me for a while now, and yet no one knows anything about you." Y/n lets out a small sigh before answering, "I've just never really been a outgoing person. In life or death, and both have taught me not to trust others."

'Lose trust in others? Antisocial? But he gets along-' "-With everyone just fine? That's what you're thinking right?" Carmilla is shocked at how he read he so well, "Well yes, nothing you said adds up." Y/n laughs, "Oh you really are adorable. I'm nice to everyone because-" He cuts himself off and seems to reconsider what he was about to say. "Nevermind, just know that I am telling you the truth. Now my turn, how did you find out what was happening to me?" Carmilla felt a little guilty for going through his personal belongings but knew better than to hide it. "Me and Sebastian were going through the tapes of the cameras in the barracks and noticed you writing in a journal and thought it could tell us what was happening-" "YOU WHAT?!"

Carmilla was taken aback from the sudden shouting from the cell, "We just wanted to help-" "SHUT UP! JUST...what did you read..." Carmilla could tell that she was on thin ice. 'I can't piss him off if I want more answers.' "I read about how you were constructing a cage to contain yourself during your heat, and about the deal with Val that you mentioned." Y/n breathed a sigh of relief, 'So she didn't see the rest.' "Never go through my things again." Carmilla nodded, then remembered that he couldn't see her and said, "Okay, I'm sorry."

"Well!" Y/n says to prevent a awkward silence, "Your turn again Sexy~" Carmilla sighs, 'Just a minute ago he wanted to kill me and now he's right back to horny.' "How did you die?" A silence fills the air. Carmilla begins to rethink what she asked but then Y/n answers. "It wasn't a fun way to go, I was in the army for a few years. One day my squad and I was doing a patrol around a black site in Kenya when we were ambushed. The attack was too quick, before we could react only two us were left. We were then taken to some kinda experimental facility that was trying to make the perfect soldier. 

Me and my "friend" Sam were separated to be "trained". Later I found out that Mitch was part of the organization that ran the facility, and that he had been the reason for the ambush. I wouldn't find out till later though. The first thing they decided to do was to enhance my tolerance of torture, they beat, cut skinned, burned, suffocated, and raped me until I just stopped fighting it."

Carmilla felt angered by the story, she wanted to find that fucking Mitch and bury him alive. Y/n continued, "One day when the door opened to let in my next torturer, none other than Mitch the bitch himself. At first I felt hope, "Maybe he was breaking us out!" was the thought I had right before he forced himself onto-" A retching sound could be heard over the comms as Y/n vomited from the memory. "My apologies, that was rather unpleasant memory for me. After he...finished...I had finally ben broken, or so those bastards thought. I played along with becoming their "Perfect soldier" until they began to send me on missions and I gained their trust.

One day I, for whatever reason, was told to grab some documents that the Major had left in the command room. When I got there, I saw that the documents were about missile silos attached to whatever outpost they were keeping me at. A couple days later and I managed to hack into their systems and caused them to detonate while still in their silos. Thus allowing me the, in my opinion, coolest line of my life "Burn with me." and that is how I died."

Carmilla didn't know what to say, she had expected it may have been unpleasant but that was just despicable. "T-then why aren't you some kind of fire demon? Why a fox?" She could here him sigh before answering, "One of the nicknames they gave me was Vixen because they would use me as...you get the idea. I guess that damn nickname stuck." A silence settled over them, only to be broken by the soft sounds of Y/n sobbing on the other side.

(Carmilla's POV)

'What do I do? How do I comfort him when we can't even see each other? I could...' I hover my hand over a emergency open switch. 'What are you thinking?! This is a horrible-!' I flip the switch and the door begins to open revealing Vulcan sitting in a corner crying. His clothes were all torn up and his ears and tail were out. I could feel myself stare at him, 'He's kind of cute...WAIT WHAT?! Collect yourself! He's in heat remember! Don't do anything stupid.'

I grab a remote access to the door before entering the cell and closing the door behind me. I sit next to him as he continues to cry softly. 'Okay, now what genius?' I reach out my arm and begin to rub his back to calm him down. He flinched when I touched him and turned in shock to see me. 'Guess he didn't notice me come in.' In a second he starts to change, his crying subsides and he begins to stare at me hungrily. 'Shit...' "Vulcan, calm down. I just wanted to make sure you were okay." "I'm okay now that you're here~" "Please stop!" He flinches again and seems to come out of the trance slightly.

"Sorry, I don't really have the best restraint right now." "I know, I'm just asking you to try." I start to rub his back again and snuggles up beside me. 'He's so warm and soft...NO! Cut it out now!' I begin to feel my body grow hot. 'SHIT!' He notices the look on my face, "Is someone feeling ready now~" "N-no!" "Don't worry, I won't. I actually don't think heat me is all too bad, but the fact that I never remember what I do just causes me to be paranoid. Sorry about how you're feeling, it's because of my pheromones. You should probably get out of here soon."

I can hear what he's saying, I know he's right, but I don't want to leave. He feels so soft and warm, I lean against him and begin to pet his head a little. He leans into my pets and turns his body to face me, "You really should g-go soon. Now probably." His voice sounded strained, then I felt him pressing himself against me  and started to move against me. That woke me out of my stupor as I push him off me and open the door before running out and closing it behind me.

I stand there, face redder than a rose. I catch my breath before speaking, "Sorry, I just...I don't know. You're...soft." I can hear him laugh awkwardly on the other side. "It's okay. Sorry about...that. I tried to control it, but I guess I'm still useless at it." I catch what he said and realize that he is blaming himself for the whole damn thing. "You are not useless and this isn't your fault. It's Mitch's fault you're like this, and mine for walking in. Don't ever say you're useless again, understood?" "Yes Ma'am." he replied sarcastically.

I sigh, "I mean it. You mean a lot to those around you, more than you know." He just stays silent. I look at the time and see it's 1:00 in the morning. "It's getting late, or early, I should go home and get to bed, goodnight Vulcan." "Call me Vix." "Why? Wouldn't you hate that?" "I guess I should but I'm tired of constantly running from it. If that nickname is going to follow me, I'm going to at least have it said my way." I smile, it sounds kind of silly, "Okay, Goodnight then Vix." "Goodnight Carmine."