Where Angels and Demons Sleep

(Warning Story contains notes of sexual violence, drugs, mental health traumas and suicide) 7:00 a.m. Tay: Wake up Vis. Its time for your scheduled check up. Vis: mhmm, *grabbing Tay and rolling over pulling Tay along* 5 more minutes. Tay: Vis seriously get up, and who is this in bed with you? Vis: hmm no one, just a cheap hooker. Lady: Hi I'm Genevie, I'm his new... Tay: Don't care, get out. Lady: Excuse me? VIS! *Tay snaps his finger instantly teleporting the Lady naked out to the streets of the city* Vis: ughhh why'd you have to go and do that? It's so early. Tay: *pulling himself out of Vis arms and tidying up his outfit* when I let you stay in the Bio-dome I didn't warrant any other guest. This is still my official residence mind you. Vis: And what do you have to do to take care of a guest like me then? * Vis said as he sat on the bed naked, slowly stroking his cock as if to suggest that he should be sexually relieved as a guest* Tay:*remaining silent* Vis: don't give me that look Tay, the whole reason I'm like this is because of you. Tay: Youre doing it again aren't you? The drugs on the table, the broken glass, the marks on your neck, the gun in the bed and the small scars all over your penis. You're not even trying to hide it from me now. Vis: *grabbing Tay's arm once again and pulling him onto the bed* And who's fault is it! It's yours so take some responsibility damn it! * pulling Tay's hips to his crotch while he leaned over to smell Tay's neck, Vis held Tays arms up against the backboard of the bed with one arm and with the other, he started to jerk his cock harder, panting hard into Tay's neck. A good 5 minutes pass as Tay lay there underneath Viscera allowing him to vent his sexual frustrations, but finally Vis broke down. Soft sobbing can be heard from Vis as he releases his grip on Tay's hands and his own cock. His thick 16 inch phallus dropped down limp as it was when he began. Burying his blonde head into Tay as he clenched tightly on Tay's robes crying his heart out.* Vis: I can't cum unless I get taken to the far edge Tay. I cant! I tried everything and nothing helps. I cant sleep. I wake up in cold sweat every night. I just want it all to end. Tay. I need help. I cant go on like this. The nightmares they keep coming. Tay: I know. Vis: Why won't you fix me? I just want to forget. Tay: sometimes it is a blessing to forget, but sometimes it is also a curse. *Vis continues to cry himself back to sleep and finally passes out being cradled by Tay." Tay: Goodnight Vis. *Cleaning up the room before leaving, Tay met Berk waiting outside patiently.* Berk: why do you let him do that to you? Tay: cause to an extent I understand what he's going through. A former porn star that made his entire career and being his sex life and his proclivity to such is extremely traumatising especially in the circumstances of his first death. Berk: Tchhh. If it wasn't for you I'd have ripped him apart myself. Tay: oh Berk you jealous hubby. Berk: Damn right I'm jealous, my wife should only be touched by me! I want hugs and kisses. Tay: Oh alright. I can never say no to you. *Tay gives Berk a small peck on his cheek while wrapping his arms around Berks thick neck* Berk: But on a serious note, why don't you just fabricate his memories? I mean you've done it for me a few times too. Tay: how do I explain this? Do you still remember your first? Berk: Yes? Come to think of it you never did erase that one. Tay: that's because altering memories are a very delicate and fragile thing. If you remove something major there is a necessity to replace it with something equally major, and the emotions that come with that have already been imprinted on the soul. So that means if I delete far too much, there is a very strong chance to delete a person's soul with it or at the very least destroy his sentience for a shoddy job on his memories. take Agent 625 for an example, the man used to have a family a wife, a daughter, a son. But after he died and I tried to mess with his head a bit too much, he is the dumb robotic meat bag we have today, not an ounce of danger perception or even the sense of self preservation. He literally lost his mind when we rebooted him and I was forced to just delete him entirely replacing his brain with training sims. Berk: well when you put it that way I guess that is pretty mean to do to Vis. He is doing a good job sniping anyways. Tay: what I'm doing for his PTSD is desensitisation by him taking lives, i'm getting him used to the idea of the cycle of life and that for our kind death is the least of our worries. I just hope he stops his self destructive behaviour sooner or later. Those only serve to worsen his condition. Berk: What about the essence harmonisation. Tay: ohhh look at you big guy, reading my notes. I tried getting the essences from our friendly God Hunter, Hideki, but apparently he was grounded and so he could not come, so I just had to get it from S&M and it has been working well so far. Berk: wait S&M? Tay!!! You know i dont like them. Sigh, and I'm guessing they want me as payment? Tay: sorry babe. I know it hurts. Berk: You try getting eaten alive. Tay: I'll make it up to you... *Tay said holding Berks arm looking at him with wide puppy dog eyes pleading to his big man to take on the task* Berk: Ahhhh you make things hard for me sometimes. But you better make it up to me. Tay: Yayyyyy *muacks*