The President's Secretary (Evil Morty X Reader)

Be Afraid

You sit in your office, typing away on your computer. The door opens and you look up to see Katya in the doorway. You shut your laptop in shock when you notice what she's wearing.
Katya leans against the doorframe. Her outfit defines and accentuates every muscle and and curve on her body. Her short-shorts hug her thighs tightly and her sports bra exposes her toned abs. She holds a large water bottle in one hand and a towel in the other, tightening her ponytail and looking up at you.
"Hey, love. I'm going for a workout." Katya stretches her hamstring and pulls out her portal gun.
"U-uh... a-a-ah... U-uhm..." You can barely put together your words. "O-okay... Hah... have fun..."
Katya flirtatiously waves at you before opening a portal and hopping through. You place a hand on your cheek to feel that your face is completely burning up.

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I feel like I'm asleep, but I know that I'm not. I haven't slept on my own in over a year. The lights flicker on and I'm greeted by the same room. Cement walls, cement floor, cement ceiling, metal pole, metal chains around my wrists and ankles. Next to the staircase, stands an all-too-familiar face.
"Wakey wakey, you piece of robot shit," Epsilon snarls at me through her mask, "you know the drill."
I sit up onto my knees, back against the pole I'm chained to, and I look up at the muscular woman, who's tying tape around her scarred hands. I chuckle to myself, remembering the day when I gave her those. Epsilon cracks her knuckles and walks up to me.
"Been a while." I anticipate what's coming next, but it doesn't happen.
"Sorry, but unlike you, I have a life now. I have a family." She bends over to my eye level and cocks her head to the side. "Oh wait, concept unfamiliar to you?"
"You little b—" I try to lunge at her, but her knee slams into my nose, causing my head to bash into the pole behind me. Before she does, I actually flinch once I remember that she permanently set my pain inhibitors at 100%.
"Ah, ah, ah..." Epsilon coos in her deep, sultry voice, waggling her finger at me, "remember our rule about swearing? One bad word equals one tooth I get to pull out." She reels her leg back and roundhouse kicks me in the side of my face, causing me to slam onto the concrete floor. My head starts to throb.
"You like that? You like that you fucking sadist!?" Epsilon laughs almost maniacally as she repeatedly curb stomps the side of my head.
I scream in agony with every blow. I haven't felt this much pain in almost twenty years. Blood flies everywhere, splattering onto the walls, pooling on the floor, staining my clothes, and splashing onto Epsilon's face.
"Say my name..." she commands through gritted teeth.
"E-E-Epsilon..." I mutter, unable to think straight from blood loss.
"SAY MY REAL NAME! SCREAM IT, YOU PUSSY!" She screams in my face, digging her heel into my throat.
"K-Katya-ah...!!" I moan as loud as I can, panting and choking on my own blood.
Epsilon looks down at the floor in silence. I hear something... chuckling. It gains volume, until she throws her head back and laughs hysterically, a tinge of euphoria in her voice.
"I... have the feeling... you're not afraid of me yet..." she giggles, still looking up at the ceiling. Then, she does something that I'll never forget. Epsilon looks down at me and rips off her mask, letting it drop to the floor. I stare up at the gigantic fangs protruding from her mouth, forming a grin wider than the Cheshire Cat's. The deranged madness in her eyes pierces through my entire being. I manage to sit up and crawl backwards in horror.
"Well... you should be afraid..." Epsilon pulls out a knife and holds it to my throat. "Very... VERY... afraid..."
The blade pierces through my skin and into my windpipe. I feel warm blood pool in the back of my throat as I begin coughing it up.
Epsilon leaves the knife in my throat as she stands up and begins washing the blood from her hands and body by emptying a water bottle onto herself. She wipes away the excess water with a towel and grabs her portal gun from the corner. Epsilon turns to me bleeding and writhing on the floor as she pulls a new surgical mask over her mouth and stares at me with glassy eyes.
"See you next week." Epsilon shuts the light off and leaves me in the dark. Once she's gone, I shake my head frantically and the knife flies out of my throat, hitting the wall next to me. Before I can fully enjoy the quiet, I lose control and vomit onto the floor. Lightheaded, I nearly pass out and hit my head again on the pole I'm chained to. I tilt my head back and blood begins spraying from my gash. It's just like Epsilon told me when she captured me the day I shot {Y/N}: "You have no internal organs and an infinite amount of blood. You can't die. But when I'm through with you, you'll wish you were at least somewhat human so I could just finish you off."
She was right.
But it was all worth it on the end.
Besides...
I get off to this kind of shit.

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A portal opens up in your office and Katya steps through, panting and sweaty. You flinch when you see her, forgetting what she was wearing when she left.
"Hi honey," you say, looking up from your work, "how was your workout?"
Katya wipes herself off with her towel and smiles at you. "Good. Did a bit of kickboxing, surprisingly really stress relieving." Katya walks over to you and kisses your cheek.
"Well, I'm glad you're not stressed." You smell the air and playfully cover your nose, letting out a nasally giggle. "Eugh, what died!?"
For some reason, Katya glances nervously at the floor, then looks back up at you and smiles. "Guess I need to take a shower."
"Like hell you do!" You exclaim, still plugging your nose.
"You sound like Squidward." Katya ruffles your hair and turns on her heel to walk out of your office, but stops. "{Y/N}... you know that I love you, right?"
You get out from behind your desk and roll into the center of the room behind Katya. "Of course I know! And I love you too."
"And you know that I'll do anything and everything in my power to protect not only the president of the Citadel, but my true love, best friend, spouse, and..." Katya hesitates, looking at the floor, "hero...?"
You smile sweetly at her. "You promised me exactly that in our wedding vows. Of course I know. I always feel safe with you. And I'll do my best to protect you, too."
Katya smiles back at you. "I love you."
"I love you, too."