Fuck You - Reed900

New Partner

As soon as I sat down, I'm interrupted by Fowler calling me into his office. I groan and stand up and lazily walk to his office.

"Just get it over with so I can get to work." I say, sitting down on one of the chairs in front of his desk and put my feet up on his desk.

"First, put your filthy feet off my desk!" Fowler growls, I take my feet off and groan again. "Second, you will be having an Android partner, there are too many deviants going rogue and Hank and Conner can't keep up, so we're sending you and CyberLife's newest model to be of use.

I was shocked, did I just hear him right. I have to work, with one of those freaks!? Oh hell no, I ain't fucking working with a fucking trash can!  "Hell no."

"Excuse me?"

"You fucking heard me! I ain't working with a fucking Trash Can! What if he turns into a "Rogue Deviant"!? What do I do then? One second he'd be pointing a gun at a deviant, and the next he turns around and fucking shoots me! I ain't fucking doin' it" Fowler sighs and takes his hand and makes a motion signalling for me to give him my badge. I roll eyes and actually starts looking for it. I saw he was surprised to see this and puts his hand down.

"Just deal with it Gavin. It's not going to turn rogue. CyberLife made it basically deviant already. It has emotions, it can eat, drink, get tired, feel things. It's like a human, but with a different color of blood. So why see it differently?" I let out a heavy sigh and ignore his question and walk out of the office, slamming the door. Nobody looks up because they're used to people being pissed off with Fowler.

I go and sit at my desk, put my feet up on the desk, and play Fortnite on my phone. It's an old game made in 2017-18 bit it's a good game. I'm surprised they still have this up.

I hear a deepish, smooth voice behind me. "Detective, you should be working on files. Not playing such childish games." I put my feet down and turn around and see that Conner replica. I stand up and put a finger on it's chest. "Listen here plastic, I ain't workin' with ya. And I never will, you'll be my partner but I'll never be yours. Got it?" I kinda regretted what I said, because a few seconds after, the fucking dumpster pinned me against the wall. Fuck. Pinning was kinda my kink, I could feel all the blood in me rushing to my face and to my member. "Fuck off!" It smiled and made it's grip tighter. I could feel everyone's eyes on us. "You shouldn't talk to me like that, Detective. You could get hurt."

Why'd his- I mean, it's voice sound so seductive when it said that!? "Let me go you fucking prick!" I tried to get out of it's grip but it pushed me into my desk, put my arm behind my back, and put me in doggy style. My face was so red at this point of embarrassment. I couldn't fight this thing, but I had to try.

I tried everything to get out of it's grip, but nothing seemed to work, every move I made it tightened it's grip around me. I had to give in, the slits on my arms are twisted and I could feel them starting to bleed again.

Before I knew it, I opened my eyes because they were closed at that time, and everyone seemed shocked, I was crying. I wasn't making any sound though, but they saw the tears fall onto my cheeks.