"Do you know how to follow instructions? Seems like you didn't learn anything from Hyperion."

"I-I-I'm sorry, I was scared! I th-thought h-he's go-going to k-k-kill me!"

"Oh dear, I'll finish that job for him."

BANG

Zero was awakened harshly by the sudden sound of gunshot noise piercing through his ears. His eyes shot wide open and for a moment he couldn't feel his body. For a span of time, he saw black circles around his vision and an abrasive headache pulsing in his brain. The assassin stopped moving for a while and closed his eyes, trying to regain composure on himself first.

As the dizziness began to dissipate, he started to feel his muscles again. He tried moving, but he couldn't. Zero opened up his eyes and that would explain the tightness that he's feeling in around his body. His arms and legs were bounded against a metal chair, but he couldn't see ropes holding him down. He lowered down his head and observed the upper part of his sneaking suit. Narrowing his eyes at the place where the ropes were supposed to be, he noticed a very thin and almost transparent several threads holding him down together. Zero attempted to move and struggle against the restraints, but for a paper-thin material it is sure as hell strong enough to prevent him from ripping even the tiniest bit in its form.

"Sorry, were you disturbed?"

There was that voice again. That velvet, chancy pitch reappearing to his senses.

A woman appeared from the shadows, the clicking sound of her heels rang through the concrete walls. She looks the same from the picture basis that Zero carries with him. The tied up vault hunter stared up at her, and she's wearing that same conceited smug across her claret tinted lips. In her right hand is a pistol, the edge of its barrel still smoking from the freshly blasted bullet. On her feet lays a dead corpse of a woman identical with her.

A red, gaping hole forms in the corpse's forehead with blood oozing out of it and leaking down its temples. Its dead eyes were still wide open, staring empty onto the ceiling.

Red seemed to notice that Zero was staring confusedly at the corpse.

"I'm not really that charming when I'm dead. So..." She bent down a little and pressed something on the woman's collar.

The appearance of Reena changed back to her original face and body. Her once raven hair turned into dirty blonde, her rosy skin tone shifted into pallid color, and some muscles and fats shrunk within her skin as she became thinner. Zero haven't foreseen that she would use a cloning method to lure him in another trap. Again, he was deceived. Ironic for him who's main special skill is to deploy a clone decoy to distract enemies.

"Let's have a one-on-one, vault hunter, after I clean this up." Red said, slipping the pistol on the gun holster strapped on her right, bare thigh as she began pulling on the dead corpse by its arms.

Zero observed the place while the Hyperion scientist was out of his vision. The interior seemed familiar, making him realize that he's inside Red's room. He stared up at the glass ceiling, and in a corner behind him he saw a large gap. Looking through the window, he could see the exact same spot he was positioned in before an explosion occurred. The difference is this time, there's no more ledge in there but large boulders of concrete piling up on one another.

Red came back into view, wiping both of her palms as she strode back. She pulled out a metal chair from a corner and unfolded it few meters away in front of her hostage. She sat with legs crossed pointed to her left side, her left arm resting on top of the chair rack and her other hand laying on her lap.

"Enjoyed the show?" She began to speak, peering him sharply through her thick lashes.

Zero didn't say a word. He just sat there, tied and thinking of a way to get out of these restraints. His weapons were missing, including his trademark katana sword.

"You know, when you had the perfect chance to snipe me in the head." Red added.

The bounded vault hunter was very disappointed with his actions earlier, still scolding a part of himself for being such an idiot and letting an unnecessary fleshly impulse get in his head. So much for a man of senses.

"You were in much luck. She asked me not to kill you. Else, you're dead by now." He said in a mechanical voice, ignoring her first question.

The Hyperion scientist merely chuckled in response, an amused diction casting in her eyes.

"I knew that Moxxi would send one of her guys. Well, I didn't expect that it would be a vault hunter though. I bet you guys were expensive, especially after killing my autocratic boss." She beamed. "So what did she promise you? Legendary guns?"

"Other than the prize, I am here for the challenge. It is my relish." Zero answered.

"Well, am I challenging enough for you?" She said playfully, only growing more delighted with the way that this mysterious, faceless man responds.

"Let's see about that, once I am untied then I, shall give my judgement." The assassin dared, his black faceplate reflecting ceiling lights staring blankly at his captor.

Red snickered again. She shakes her head, tapping her long, wine painted nails at the hem of her skirt.

"Nah uh... You've caused enough damage to the Opportunity. Enough is enough, tough guy." Red shifted on her seat, this time putting both of her legs in front of her. She faced him in a formal position, like he's undergoing some kind of job interview. The smile slowly leaves her lips, her expression turning solemn.

"So, why did you come alone? Where are your buddies?" Red interrogated, her voice becoming low.

"Solo mission." Zero simply responded, finding no reason to elaborate further until she asks more.

"You ever wonder why she sent you alone?" She added.

"She told me reasons. These chemicals need to be, handled carefully." He replied truthfully. Might as well figure out how this new enemy of him behaves while he's hindered from acting physical.

"Figures, she wouldn't tell anything more than that. Let me guess, you're the only one who knows about this mission." The calculating scientist grilled, as if she heard the whole conversational exchange between Zero and Moxxi.

"Yes."

"Seems like she didn't tell you the part that many people got sick because of that drug. Another reason she asked me instead of Tannis to help with the matter. Moxxi made a lot of money selling that aphrodisiac in my town. Well, the initial effects were euphoric. People are addicted. It was supposed to last for hours only. But after two weeks of initial use, the bad side effects would take over. Now, half of the townspeople were bedridden and sick because of it. Funny, she wanted me to fix that problem for her." Red scoffed.

"She didn't even care that I was a Hyperion, quite ironic when you're all gathering in that little city of yours planning to take down the evil corporation. While it's true that she paid me lots, I bet she emphasized that part, it wouldn't change the fact that she endangered other people's lives. And she couldn't bear the guilt, so she's projecting it on me. Not to mention the fact that her first plan was to market it around Sanctuary. But when she saw my town, it's suddenly a testing lab for her failed drug."

Truth to be told, Zero didn't care much for the reason and never questioned the morality of his missions. It's Moxxi's personal business anyway and he's only here because it is something he enjoy doing. The challenge. It is the feeling of the moment that gives him motivation, to slice and dash through enemies, to behead and stab, and finally the end-reward. He really couldn't care less if he's the bad guy or the good guy. However, this part changed his perspective towards the famous bar owner. Now it makes sense why she'd ask Zero not to tell anyone, and why he passed by vomiting civilians at the town. Because that's how he's typically viewed by the people around him, a silent killing machine ready to take down enemies without question.

Zero didn't say anything. She might be lying, she might be not. Right now in his mind, all he could think of is a plan to get out of these binds. Without moving his head, his eyes scanned the surroundings behind her but it was a dark area. Only one tube light is switched on, which is the one placed above their heads. He tried moving his gloved hands, attempting to get a hold in any of the strings from this "rope" he's tied in.

"Not much of a talk person, hmm? Does that explain why you often speak in haiku?" She asked again.

Why is she asking so many questions? What would she get out of this? She has the upper hand to end his life here, right now and leave the planet with Moxxi's products. Hell, she even had the perfect advantage to kill him while he was unconscious but for some reason she didn't.

"Why keep me alive? You're missing your only chance, to survive demise." Zero mused, disregarding her last question.

"You forgot that part where Moxxi specifically asked you not to kill me?" A side grin crept up on her cheek.

"That's a mere option. I can do it my own way, anytime I want." He responded.

"Well, if you do that, then I wouldn't be able to develop the cure and possibly solve Moxxi's main problem."

"Cure?" The assassin asked, becoming more baffled with these unraveling other side of the story.

"What, she didn't tell you that?" The scientist scoffed. "I guess I should clear it up for you. She asked me to make a cure for the disaster that she caused. I showed her the box and the vial itself just to prove that I'm actually doing something, but I didn't let her touch it. Guns, eridium and money were not enough payment for a cure. Well, that's expected for a bandit level of intelligence." Red revealed complacently.

The thing that he was after from the beginning is a medicine after all. The reason why Moxxi sounded more paranoid than she usually are, and the reason why she wanted him to be careful around it. But why would she lie? It's not like Zero would lecture her for making a mistake. Moreover, that wouldn't hold him back from doing this mission. Maybe she just couldn't face the fact that she put a lot of people in danger.

"It's hot in here, isn't it?" Red said suggestively, slowly undoing the first two buttons of her shirt.

Zero went rigid, remembering the vivid memory of her naked upper body. A part of him couldn't help but notice her figure up this close. It is totally different than watching afar from up a roof with his sniper rifle scope. Her white dress shirt is thin in fabric that wraps tightly against her small waist and fairly average bust. When Zero realized where his eyes were beginning to focus, he gave himself a mental snap before his mind was consumed by lewd thoughts. No way he would let something so simple and irrelevant to control his actions. Again. Because if that were to happen, then it means that Red is succeeding in whatever she's trying to put in his head. He was just lucky that a helmet is covering his whole face, although the skittish grin on Red's face seems like she knew where his center of attention had been for a short while.

"You've seen all of me already, have you?" Red added as if she just read his mind, noticing how Zero had gone quiet this time. "Did you like what you saw?" The last sentence has an alluring tone to it in attempt to provoke the stiff man staring blankly at her.

She slowly parted her legs apart, unashamed to provide the assassin a clear view of the same black, lace undies Zero had already seen. Using the tip of her fingernails, she teasingly, slowly pulled back the hem of her skirt. The assassin felt his heart racing in his chest, the provocative scene holding his breath. He immediately looked away, three slash symbols displaying in his visor.

Again, he didn't say a thing. Red raised an eyebrow, smirking at his reaction. It never came to her that it was this easy to provoke the once rigid vault hunter.

She folded back her legs again as she had other plans in her mind.

"To answer your question why I didn't kill you yet, well, I am doing you a favor for sparing my life earlier... When you were watching instead of putting a bullet through my head." The temptress emphasized, as if she wanted to point out how much of a mistake that is.

"Oh wait... I almost forgot, Moxxi asked you not to, so you really didn't spare me in the first place." Red pretended to be wondering, playfully crossing her arms and staring up at the ceiling. "I changed my mind."

The Hyperion shrugged, standing on her foot and pulling out her pistol from the gun holster attached on her thigh. A wicked smile formed in her cheeks as she pointed the gun at Zero's head. She cocked the hammer and placed her index finger on the trigger, literally one pull away from shooting at the vault hunter's head.

The assassin remained seated still, staring at the end barrel of the gun. Little did she know, that bullet wouldn't do a thing to his helmet. Her gun wasn't something special to begin with. It's a regular Hyperion pistol, something that the vault hunters would easily discard to Marcus's vending machine. Zero's faceplate can withstand average damaging bullets and animal scratches. Even without the presence of a branded armor, it can survive a lot of possible injury.

Her next action had Zero internally scratching the back of his head. Red tossed the gun away to a dark corner behind her and walked towards Zero. She stopped when she was only a few inches away from him. She bent down with her arms crossed together, giving emphasize on her now prominent cleavage.

"I decided I want to play with you." She whispered and winked at him, resting both of her palms on the tied up vault hunter's thighs.

Red leaned her face closer to his faceplate, her ash tinted eyes curiously wandering to the sleek black visor. Her gaze deepened, seemingly hoping that she could get just a little see through from the material. But she saw nothing other than her own vague reflection and the scratches and bullet marks it went through. The assassin's breath quickened from her sudden touch. He could feel the warmth of her hands through his tight sneaking suit. He isn't use with this kind of close contact and it's making him uneasy. The good view of her black, lace bra barely showing is testing Zero's composure.

The scientist finally pulled away, leaving the vault hunter at ease for a short while. Red walked backwards slowly.

"I'll be back in a moment." She giggled, her enthusiasm similar to an excited girl who just found her new toy doll.

Red turned around, bouncing on her heels with her first few steps and disappeared on a turning aisle where she had dragged the body to.

Zero tried to wriggle from his restraints, tensing up his muscles to check if he could break through these extremely thin threads. He jerked his head from side to side, and onto his back to study the surroundings close to him. Behind him is a bed with no frames and nothing more. He attempted to stand up on his own by the chair, but even that he couldn't do. It's been such a long time since the last time that he was last caught and confined almost similar to this. But that was a different case, very different to what's happening right now.

A few seconds later, Red came back with a steel, table cart. She pushes it forward while humming gleefully to herself. The test tubes contained something glowing, salmon hued substance that he saw earlier before he fainted. It must be the cure. As for the beakers, it contained a rather dull, purplish bubbling liquid in it but with different tones of intensity.

Red pushed the metal, folding chair she was sitting on earlier aside. She pushed the cart closer to her victim, gladly showing off her masterpiece to the puzzled assassin.

"Ta-da! Isn't it beautiful?" Red cheered, bringing her arms to her side in an exaggerated manner like she's showing off a lottery prize.

She walked slowly towards Zero, cupping her right hand on the side of his helmet and down to his chin. He tried to writhe his head away from her venomous touch but she's persistent. She held firmly on the bottom tip of his faceplate, digging her wine painted nails against the material of his head suit. Red tugged vigorously on his headgear, forcing Zero to have his visor facing above the fiendish Hyperion towering over his helpless state. It was only then that he noticed her nipple poking against the thin fabric of her dress shirt. It seemed like she had taken off her bra when she was gone, but for some reason she kept her uniform on. Zero tried to immediately shake off his ridiculous thoughts away before it makes him forget of his current situation.

"You have no choice but to cooperate." She commanded darkly, a sadistic radiant emanating from her vindictive eyes. When her grip slightly loosens, Zero quickly pulled his head away from her.

A wicked smile curled up on her lips as she pulled away herself from Zero and went back to her equipment. Red took a syringe placed on one of the trays, depositing its long needle inside the beaker with the lightest purple fluid. Pumping the injection filled its content with the strange substance.

"No worries. These chemicals are still related to Moxxi's aphrodisiac. Only this time, I discovered that the samples she brought me produces different margin of errors. So I had to subdivide them into three parts, as you see these violet bubbling ones. We're just doing a little experiment on you, to finalize the results." She explained, which reminds him of how Tannis usually spoke with the others.

Once the barrel was full, she pulled it out from the beaker and held it between her right hand through middle and index finger. Red turned to back to the captured vault hunter, different ideas and scenarios playing in her head as she stepped closer.

Zero hates to admit it to himself, but he was afraid. He could withstand physical combat, gunshot wounds and bleeding but in this case he have no idea what would happen to his body. It might not be that bad compared to the experiments at Wildlife Preserve, still he wouldn't dare accept anything unknown injected inside him. He hadn't anticipated that he would experience being a lab rat once again.

"Look, I know you... I saw the vault hunters' posters everywhere and I must admit, I'm glad that Moxxi chose you." She chuckled. "After all, I love mysteries."

She stepped closer with peril unfurling from every fiber of her being. She circled around behind him and kneeled down. Her free hand roamed around his right arm, finding for a soft spot that wraps tightly through his skin. Her fingers went past through his blades, some thick hem and finally a thin fabric in his forearm. She pressed it firmly, making sure that she would hit the right spot.

Zero attempted to wriggle away, becoming angry from the turn of the situations. It's all happening too fast and he couldn't do anything but to blame himself more than how he already did. Without further ado, Red pushed the needle on the vulnerable spot. The tip pierced through his suit and onto his skin. Zero groaned in pain, enduring the foreign sensation running through his vessels now.

When the barrel was finally empty, Red pulled it away as she stood up to face the assassin once again. She went back to the cart and placed the syringe back on the tray, watching in exhilaration.

For a few seconds after the shot, Zero was numb. He couldn't feel his body, like he was a soul just passing by his physical form. In a matter of seconds, it all came together. It hit him like a truck. He could feel it running through his veins, pumping in his blood, crawling in his skin. He suddenly felt hot, very hot like he's suddenly transferred inside a welding factory with no ventilations. He began to sweat profusely, he suddenly had the urge to take off his suit and even his helmet. His breathing became quick and short as it fogged on the bulletproof glass barrier covering his face. He's no longer in control of his body. His head hung low as he struggled for air. This feels worse than being basked during noon time under the raging sun of Pandora. He want out.

Red snickered as she noticed how it quickly affects Zero.

"We're not yet done, alright? Just two more shots and you could take a break. Keep hanging in there." She announced, filling another two syringe with the second and third purple material.

No... Stop. Zero begged in his head. He can't stand it any longer, being pumped with chemicals he doesn't know about. His senses are weakening, all of his being. But he didn't say a word. He doesn't like showing weakness in front of an enemy, even though Red was already taking notice of his downfall.

After Red was done working in her syringes, she circled around him once again. She did the same method that was done in the first shot, same spot but this time it was immediately followed with the third one. She is getting giddy of the results, her hands were trembling in excitement. She found her new toy, and she would make the best out of this. Zero let out another whimper, as he still haven't recovered from the first substance.

When the callous Hyperion scientist was done injecting chemicals in his blood, she went back to on her cart and placed down the syringes to watch the poor assassin gradually lose his strength.

The next thing was all so strange. He suddenly felt adrenaline rushing through his veins. His heart was drumming against his ribcage, like it wants to escape from his body. His gloved, four digit fingered hands twitched through the binds. He felt like he could finally break through the thin threads holding him down, but not having sufficient strength at the same time. The third sequence however, was the strangest sensation.

He could feel the blood rushing down his lower region.

Zero gulped and bit down hard on his lip. He remembered Moxxi's description of the aphrodisiac, and this must be it. He felt aroused, the substance taking control over his body. He attempted to look away and divert his thoughts back to the mission, and on to the side effects that Red had described earlier. He tried to scare his own mind, to forget that a foxy woman is standing before him, watching him develop a hard-on through his pants.

But it wasn't enough, he had lost authority over his own senses.

Red on the other hand was watching in pleasure. Her tantalizing stare slowly runs down his body, as if she's taking notes of his built, then onto his bulging pants. She could feel her own lustful need, but she held herself back a little. She wanted to see him suffer first, to furnish her unfulfilled fantasies from her past lovers. He's the first person to make her truly thrilled and his anonymity just added flavor to the inflamed wave running through her tendons and muscles. She could feel the blood boiling sensation and chills all over. They haven't even touched each other yet the ecstatic feeling was prickling every inch of her body.

In fact, she had already began to feel lechery ever since the time that Zero was watching her through his scope. The terror of being shot while she was vulnerable only made her more stirred up. But she's enjoying this, just as much as she enjoyed giving him the free show earlier.

She took few steps towards the vault hunter in misery, placing both of her hands on his thigh once again like how she did before. An exclamation point appeared from the assassin's visor. Zero gasped, feeling the chills running down his spine. His mouth have gone dry as he was gasping for air. He needed to find away to free himself as soon as possible.

Her hands slowly rubs up and down his thigh. Zero couldn't help but let out a low groan from the warmth of her palms burning through his suit. His erection only stiffened harder, causing him an unbearable pain.

She finds it adorable that the assassin who could easily take down enemies in a matter of seconds, is now squeezed through a mere touch that he probably haven't felt from other people in many years. It's making her want him more, and to do something more.

"I will take avenge, with my precision and skill, and you will crumble." Zero hissed back in defense, still trying to fight the losing battle.

Red laughed mockingly, amused at his determination. She brought her lips close to where his ears are supposed to be and whispered.

"You're only humiliating yourself... Zero." Red responded in a salacious tone of voice, mentioning his name for the first time with a deep endearing sound into it. Despite the pristine bodily sensations he's submerging into, Zero is still trying hard to rationalize with himself.

"Now, let me help with that problem of yours." The merciless Hyperion added. She lifted up her right leg, folding upward and placing her knee between Zero's thighs.

Zero swallowed a lump in his throat when he felt Red started to grind against his hardening crotch. It brought him brand new pleasure and pain at the same time. When was the last time he was touched in there? He doesn't know, he doesn't remember. His coherent thoughts were fogging up as she continued rubbing in that swollen, sensitive area. Different symbols began to flash in his helmet screen simultaneously like a machine going through a malfunction.

"You like that, vault hunter?" She taunted, enjoying the view of a captive assassin slowly drowning into haze. Her knee rubbed harder, adding pressure to the pleasurable pain collecting in his sensitive part. He gritted his teeth, his toes curling as he held his breath from the befuddling stimulation.

Red couldn't hold herself back any longer. She felt amazing, overpowering someone so strong and having them wrapped around her finger. She didn't even consume even a tiny portion of the aphrodisiac, but it felt like she's similarly high on drugs.

She pulled away her knee from his groin and straddled over his Zero's lap. Before the vault hunter under her control could even respond, Red grabbed Zero's helmet from both sides and planted a kiss on his helmet where his lips were supposed to be. Zero's eyes widened in shock from behind the barrier that's covering his whole face. He shudders at the sudden turn of events, his mind rambling into scattered pieces. No one has ever dared into pursuing him like this and made him feel like this before. He felt that particular feeling stirring up on his stomach once again. To makes things worse, Red started to make out with his tinted visor. Her tongue and lips smeared from the heavy red lipstick was running all over the lower part of his helmet, as if she could actually feel where his lips were.

All of a sudden, red used a forceful impact to knock her forehead against Zero's helmet. The collision caused him to tilt his head back on the couch as he grunted in pain, momentarily slapping him out of euphoria. His helmet's durable tinted glass had clashed against his forehead that made his head spin for awhile.

The next thing he knew, a chilly air brushed his lips and his lower cheek. His mouth was left agape as soon as he familiarized with the sensation. His air consumption have become more comfortable and that's when he knew that something is definitely wrong here.

Red had lifted the lower half of Zero's helmet visor while he was still dizzy from her attack. If he wasn't tied, he could have stopped her. For the first time in a long while, someone else have seen a part of the assassin's real face. She saw lips that's similar to a human's. But the apparent feature that makes Zero exceptionally different is his winter, pale skin and stitches across his cheeks up to his jawline. She haven't even seen what the rest of his face was, only his mouth yet she was already amazed of this discovery.

Zero glared through squinted eyes at Red who is dumbstruck of this tiny bit revelation of his physical aspects, the same face that vault hunters make when finding a legendary weapon. Red's left hand reached out to carefully touch his lips, her thumb running down his chin. The foreign caress within his lips and skin sent shivers down his spine, making him go paralyze and hotter at the same time. The vault hunter's eight fingers started to tremble as the sadist hovering over him continued fondling with his sensitive, pallid skin. It felt like burning ice cubes sinking through his glands. He felt cold and warm simultaneously.

She loves the danger he emits just by the looks of his lower face. It felt like taming a wild animal.

"You're so... Exceptional." Red uttered in amusement as she brings her face closer to him.

Zero on the other hand is still hard and incapable of doing anything at all. He's nailed down in this building that stood in Opportunity, a Hyperion's headquarters. What could he do?

Red closed her eyes as she inched closer towards her experimental pet. As soon as Red's lips have met Zero's, the assassin knew that he's been defeated already. With his eyes shut tight, he desperately tried to navigate his logical thoughts he once had just a few minutes ago.

Red sucked on Zero's lower lip tenderly as she slowly undo the remaining buttons of her blouse. She brought her right hand in his still boner, squeezing it lightly between her slender fingers. The surprise made Zero gasp, causing for him to agape. Her tongue was quick to find its way inside his mouth, exploring the insides with much delight. She was surprised to find a certain taste in him that makes him different from common humans; bittersweet. Red snaked her arms around his neck, wrapping him closer as her hand clutches harder in his bulge. Her painted nails dug down as she did so, making the assassin flinch a little.

Despite Zero's attempts to fight off the feeling, he couldn't help but let out a small moan through her mouth. He was breathless and it felt like he's about to run out of air soon. Her deep and rough kisses were too much for him to handle, as if she's sucking the life out of him. Red pressed her exposed breast against his chest teasingly, deepening the kiss more than before. The scientist gripped a bit tighter in his member, making him whimper. When Red have noticed this, she pulled away as a string of saliva connecting their mouths formed temporarily. Zero was gasping heavily, still unable to contain himself from the gravity of the situation. Everything is so quick to happen, and he have completely forgotten about his main objective.

Red watched him with heavy lust in her eyes, giving her more ideas on how to play with him more. With a smirk on her face, she let go of his bulging hard-on, got off his lap and dropped down on her knees. When Zero have noticed this, he was just left dumbfounded as he continued panting for air. Her hands slowly ran on both of his thighs, teasing him by occasionally bringing it closer to his erection.

"Let's see what kind of sword you hide in here." Red winked up at him as she slowly fumbled on his waistline.

Zero can't help but notice that she's eager more than ever. Her pupils were dilated as she worked on unbuckling his belt and her mouth was agape like she's about to drool. At this point, he is scared of what might happen next especially that he's letting his foolish self get exposed like this to a person he's unfamiliar with. First, his mouth and now his most sensitive area.

As Red managed to unzipped his tight suit, an eight inch, twitching manhood bolt upright in front of her face. However, this one looks different. Aside from its larger size compared to the average and its pale tone, purple veins were surrounding it up to the shaft. Red's eyes glimmered at the peculiar member as she brought her right hand to touch the tip. With her index finger at work, she drew circles around the swollen shaft. A warped grin formed on her lips while she continues teasing him.

Zero let out a small gasp and folded his lips together, trying hard to contain himself from moaning too loud. His heart was beating rapidly against his chest and he could feel the adrenaline, the rush, the need to move. Beads of sweat drop trickled down his temples and his neck.

For a short second, Red stopped as she gave him a bewitching gaze. Zero had already anticipated what's about to happen next and he's regretting how he got himself in this situation from the first place. Red's crimson lips soon wrapped around the shaft of his member with her tongue licking the tip of it. Her right hand slowly rubs up and down his base while she uses the other one to play with her now drenched panties.

Despite Zero's attempts to prevent himself from letting out a noise, as soon as her tongue rolled around the tip of his manhood, he threw his head back on the chair with a sounds of pleasure escaping his mouth.

"F-Fuck... Hah..." Zero cursed huskily under raspy breaths, his brain going hazy as he completely gave up on fighting off the feeling.

As soon as she heard him moan, she finally took the chance to get a full taste out of him. Her captive's moans of pleasure have triggered an electric arousal excitement in her stomach, giving her the impulse to finally engulf her mouth wholly around Zero's phallus. Red slipped her left hand inside her undies, playing with herself at the same time. She slowly sucked up and down his base as she watched Zero pant and moan in sensual daze.

In spite of enjoying this action from Zero's side, he's still denying the fact that he let himself get triumphed over by carnal wants. A part of him is still cursing and scolding himself that this shouldn't be happening. But the way that Red's stares up at him with his manhood being guzzled deeply, there was no way that he'd get away from this already. Even if right at this moment the threads holding him down were about to snap, he probably wouldn't be able to move. He has been take over by the stupid drug.

Red started to fasten up her pace. Her eyelashes flutters slowly at the end of her fringe as she deepened the fellatio job she's doing, savoring his taste. That's when Zero had completely lost his mind. Red rubbed her clit faster, getting more induced at the activity she's doing herself.

"Nnngghh, fuck..." Zero mumbled to himself, his eyes closed tight shut as he felt the tip of his swelling length touch the back of Red's throat. Precum started to leak on his shaft, and it wouldn't be too long before he starts to reach his peak. Black tears from Red's heavy mascara started to stream down her cheeks due to gag reflex, but it didn't stop her from continuing until he release it inside her mouth.

Red's went faster into sucking him off, her head bobbing up and down his member. She removed her hands from her panties before she could even reach her own climax as she had other erotic ideas to do with the assassin later on. Temporarily pushing aside her own pleasure, she continued licking and sucking him off with enthusiasm. Zero had a special taste in him and she began to wonder if it's because he's not completely human and possibly a hybrid, but that would be studied later on after the whole session.

Zero couldn't hold himself too much longer. With Red's mouth wrapping tightly around his length, there's no way to hinder it now.

"S-Something's... C-Com-Fuck." Zero stuttered right before his eyes rolled back as he let out another loud curse before releasing a huge load of cum inside Red's mouth. He thought for a moment that the stiches in his cheeks were about to break apart. Even though his mouth was the only part of his face exposed to Red, she could sense that her service had gave him an eye roll orgasm. Not only once did the assassin ejaculated once in her mouth, but twice and they haven't even fucked yet.

Red swallowed all of his seed, savoring the foreign and addicting saccharine taste comparable to a strawberry. Even the smell is compelling and sweet, which is totally different from a human's. But the amount of semen that Zero released were too much, causing for some to trickle down from the side of her lips down to her breast.

As Zero continued gasping for air, he stared down at his captor who is now licking his length clean. He hated to admit it but this particular view of a seductive woman cleaning him off would probably make him hard again even without the drugs. When Red was done with his member, she released it from her mouth with a small pop and proceeded to scoop some residue of his load from her breast using her index finger. She sucked on her finger suggestively, licking his release as she gave him a direct gaze.

Zero gulped and quickly looked away in embarrassment while blushing deeply.

"Aw, someone's shy." Red giggled as she watched the vault hunter stare to a far distance, refusing to accept the situation. But her agenda isn't finished yet. She wanted to feel him inside her, and she's still got that energy.

Zero's cock began to twitch and get hard again, which is the works of the active aphrodisiac still pumping through his vessels. He bit his lip hard at his exposed position, cursing himself in his head for the hundredth time. Red brought herself up on his lap to straddle him on his hip once again.

"Don't worry, we're not done yet." Red whispered in raspy breaths.

Zero gasped in her quick actions, feeling his erection rising fully in his length. He hates how he's easily to give in with her temptations and this bodily impulse. Unlike regular humans, he doesn't have the need to release at least once a month so he wouldn't get prostate problems from holding back too much. Aside from that, all throughout his life he was trained to prioritize assassinations until it became a passion for him. He had convinced himself that he needs no one else. Because of this mindset, he also haven't felt attraction nor lust towards anyone before. Little did he know, a stranger's advances would easily put him under such desires. He might be under the influence of drugs, but from the very start she had already captivated him. Else, he wouldn't be in this position.

Red took notice of Zero's silence and his muted surrender.

"Did I take your breath away?" Red asked in an alluring manner.

"I'm under influence, of the damned aphrodisiac. I cannot help it." Zero managed to answer in haiku. His voice is still the same, but less robotic and unfiltered.

But the plain blush in his face is giving it away. A cheeky smirk formed on Red's lips, seeing how vulnerable this ruthless assassin can be under her dominance. She also finds it specially interesting that he's able to keep the speech pattern even after her service.

"But it feels good, yeah?" Red whispered, rubbing her soaked undies on Zero's shaft. The sudden action made his member stir up, giving him another erection.

He felt his breathing going ragged again, blood boiling down on his still sensitive lower part of the body and his heart beat increasing rapidly. As Red continues to rub against his manhood, she traced her hands down his chest and pressed her bosom against him firmly. Zero trembles as he felt his length twitched with much intensity.

"You like that?" Red purred as she pressed her forehead against the upper part of his screen still covering his eyes while she continued grinding against him. Zero can't help but let out a small whimper as he began to feel the pulsating pain in his cock once again. He doesn't need words to express his begging and Red is aware of how much he badly wanted it already.

She stopped moving for a while and let his cock string up in air. She stood up a little and left an empty space between her own private area and Zero's member. He groaned in protest.

"One condition." She mumbled, halting her movements. "Beg for it."

Zero gulped and jerked his head away again. He lost enough dignity from this situation alone, not a chance he'd stoop down further. No, it's not going to happen.

"No." He refused bluntly, but his still plumbed length is telling him otherwise. He could feel it again, the heated chemical side effect ruling over his body. He gulped instinctively, sweat drops dripping down his neck. Like there's two parts of the same entity battling inside him.

"Well, someone's stubborn." Red impatiently stated, proceeding to use the tip of her fingernails to lightly rub on the shaft.

Zero felt his heart drop. She could easily crush the tip of his cock with those nails of hers and the sight alone is making him cringe. He bit his lip hard with closed, exhausted eyes and gave up.

"Nngghh... Damn it." Zero huffed. "P-Please..." He muttered in a low voice, ashamed of himself.

"Good boy." Red smiled widely, removing her hands from his member.

Red slid down her undies and tossed it in a corner. She positioned herself on his lap once again, grinding herself in his bare member. Without saying another word, Red crashed her lips against Zero's. This time, it was more of a rough and an impatient one. She tilted her head on the right side as she sucked on his lower and upper lip interchangeably. Her tongue was quick to find its way inside his mouth once again. It felt like the drug seething through his nerves is being passed onto her. She's losing her mind for this human hybrid in front of her, making her question who is actually being controlled in here. She's addicted. As Red continued giving him a French kiss, she felt the impulse to bite down hard in his soft, plump lips. The sudden aggression had shaken Zero off, making him groan in pain and pleasure. Zero pulled away to breathe as he felt like he's going to run out of oxygen soon.

Red watched him pant for air and a trickle of crimson blood dripping down his chin. The sight of his own blood made by her doing is driving her nuts. She's spiraling into madness, and becoming more eager. It's like her energy and libido were being rose at the same time. With her lustful desires taking over her body, she licked the blood from Zero's chin up to his lower lip like a thirsty animal. The assassin whimpered and felt shivers down his spine. Not only his breath was being taken away, but his energy as well for some odd reason. Red is literally making him weak.

"Hey, are you a virgin?" Red asked as she pushed aside the hem covering her entrance from her undies, positioning herself on top of Zero's hip.

"Why do you ask?" He responded in an unamused manner, thinking that she's going to mock him if he says yes. Red wrapped her arms around Zero's neck, leaning her head to his left side and whispers in his ear.

"If yes, which I assume is the answer... Well, you're in for a ride then." With that being said, Red slowly pushed her entrance against his swelling member. She closed her eyes and braced herself until he is fully inside of her.

Zero threw his head back on the couch, moaning as he felt her folds wrapping around his length. The sensation is even better and more sensitive. When Red began to move up and down, he was left agape with small moans escaping his mouth.

"You like that?" Red whispered in raspy voice, biting her lip while enjoying the view of Zero getting lost in ecstasy. As usual, he refused to reply to her questions but the way that he makes husky groans is giving away the answer.

Red started to move faster, gradually increasing her speed as she moans out in pleasure. She grabbed Zero's face to kiss him roughly while her hip bounces up and down his manhood. Her tongue slithered inside his mouth and to her surprise, the once collected and in denial assassin had completely lost himself to the moment. Ignoring the bruise in his lower lip, Zero snaked his tongue around Red's to finally get a taste for himself. Before he knew it, he was kissing her back hardly as much as she did. Their tongues enveloped together, battling their own ways inside each other flesh.

Her tight walls had been sending Zero to the edge, like she is the embodiment of aphrodisiac itself. He's frustrated, this time not because he was already lost. But because he couldn't move. The binds are preventing him from pushing in further and the increasing speed of her movements was driving him crazy. He wanted to break free. Still, he's currently somewhere in the clouds with dazed thoughts.

"Fuck yes!" Red moans after she pulled away from the kiss to fully immerse herself against manhood.

Zero felt the blood rushing down his regions once again. Red's walls tightens around his sex as she moved faster and deeper. Both of them were reaching their peak and at this point, none of them were holding back anymore.

"I-I think... I'm close." Zero muttered under raspy breaths.

"Cum for me, Zero. Release it inside me." Red whispered as she gave him another mouthful kiss before pulling away to press her forehead against his visor, giving him a vehement gaze through the tinted screed. With his eyes half-open, Zero stared back at her silver orbs in whirl as he gets closer to his peak. The way that they held eye contact while she fucks Zero into oblivion is giving him a different kind of spellbound experience.

"Yes, yes, fuck yes... Zero!" Red clenched her hands tight on his shoulders, moaning out his name as she began to reach her climax and the orgasmic muscle contraction within her nerves. With Zero's eyes closed, he started to cum inside of Red.

"Fuck... Ahh!" Zero moaned out as he released his seed inside of her, filling up her insides with some even spurting out of her folds.

Red gave him another deepened kiss before resting her head on Zero's shoulder while the assassin laid his head back as both of them pants heavily for air. Zero had never felt so exhausted before and he thought it was done. But the chemical is still acting up upon him.

"Last... Phase..." Red staggered in between breaths. "The cure."

With her last word, she limply got off Zero with still weary legs to walk back on the cart. Zero is still regaining his air, but his cock had began to stiffen again. He wishes that he could hide it, since Red is about to end his suffering with the cure finally, if that is her plan. He closed his eyes behind his half-opened visor, trying to meditate his mind for a while. He felt so weary, so tired, he wanted to sleep but something is preventing him. The stupid drug.

Few seconds later, he heard the same familiar clicking sounds of heel shoes approaching him. Through his weakened sapped eyes, he saw Red stood before him with another syringe. She tapped on it with some squirting out of the needle, testing it before she press it against his flesh.

"With this cure, you'll be able to lose the increased libido you're feeling right now and you will be prevented from experiencing anxiety, weakness, overstimulation, paralysis, vomiting and hallucinations. Those are the bad side effects of the Moxxi's aphrodisiac." She explained informatively. "However, it isn't perfect yet so maybe just brace yourself."

When she turned to him, his still raging boner caught her attention. An interested simper crept up on her lips, staring down at the captured vault hunter with amusement in her face.

"Don't worry, that'll be gone soon." She winked at him.

Zero isn't on the whim to speak nor protest anymore. He just wanted this suffering to end. What had he put himself into?

Red inched closer to him with her free hand roaming around his neckline. Her fingertips lightly tapped around the thick fiber shielding his neck, searching for a layer. Zero simply tilted his head to the side, letting her do the work like the obedient pet she made him to be. It felt good, everything that she's done to him was pleasurable. But he deeply regret it as he wasn't in his usual sense. Moreover, because he enjoyed it. Red continued fidgeting with the collar of his sneaking suit until she found a layer to pull into. Her fingernails dug down on it as she quickly pulled it apart, letting his neckband open from behind.

When Zero's similarly pale neck was exposed, Red smiled to herself. She became more intrigued of his being, his body, his origins, everything about him. She couldn't help but touch his now exposed neck, her fingers trailing and drawing shapes around it.

Zero could only whimper in response as his rigid hard-on is still there. Even the slightest touch is driving him insane. Red leaned down and planted a little peck on his neck. He froze and felt brisk sparks coursing through his nerves. His unveiled skin is immensely sensitive as he barely takes off his suit, just in extremely rare occasions.

The next thing that she did made him quiver as he felt her tongue slithering around in the side of his neck, her taste buds leaving spiky and ticklish thorns on its trail. It was intense like she's hungry for him, as if what they did wasn't enough. He couldn't help but gasp for air with his eyes still half-open. It happened in just a few seconds, supposing that the scientist was merely leaving a mark in his skin before she proceeds with the final act. After Red pulled away, she finally brought the needle on his neck, to the same spot that she just licked off.

Red had finally injected the needle deep within his flesh, and backed away to wait in anticipation for the results. While Zero was still gathering himself, he felt a pang of excruciating pain flow through his bloodstream. He screeched in agony as the medicine made its way under his skin. He could feel it writhing like bugs through his glands. The rising temperature of his body just got worse, he felt like he was being burned at a stake. Veins started to appear in his neck, up to his face and for the first time in a while, the stitches close to his mouth began to snap. His normal vision became blurry, vague and suddenly crystal clear. His muscles tensed and the chair he was tied in shakes on its feet.

Red watched with mesmerized eyes. This result alone should scare her, but it didn't. She took careful steps towards him, her pupils dilated with morbid excitement as she watched the assassin wriggle in pain.

"Zero?" She asked, trying to call out on him. She strode closer until she was just a few inches away from him.

Within a few seconds, Zero suddenly stopped screaming. His movements came to a halt as his head hung low and his breathing became slow. Cold beads of sweat drops pours down his neck, his chin twitching with some of his stitches cut loose. Then a sudden flicker of higher vitality surged throughout his system, like he was pumped with a defibrillator.

Zero convulsed against his restraints, until the tightened threads wrapped around his body snapped.