Remember the Name

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Character death.

Gabriel was responsible for you, for the team’s well-being. The two of you tumbled down a trench during an unfortunate landing. His legs were undoubtedly injured–broken perhaps, and you were resting above him with rattling breaths that he could feel through his protective gear. The pain in his legs was enormous. Even so, he’ll take this over a thousand papercuts any day.

“Get off, we need to move.” Gabriel would crawl if he had to, legs be damned. This is a battlefield, not a hotel. But you did not move, probably tired from having carried him despite your own heavy injuries. He had thought it before as you both tried to escape the chaos behind you: it’s a damn miracle you were even standing let alone carrying him. Though, he should have known it was not without consequence.

“Tell me…that, that I did well.” Your words were barely more than a coarse whisper against his neck, interspersed with wheezy breaths.

“What?”

You huffed. “Tell me I did good.”

Anger flashed through him, crackling and searing his skin. “No.”

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No!

Day 14 – Asphyxiation

You needed something, and you knew you could get it from Genji. You drew him to your room. He thought you needed a quick fuck, to blow off steam, like he did.

The Blackwatch agent, and ninja, was really getting into it when you pulled his hands to your neck. He searched your eyes for confirmation, his eyes flitting between them. You stared back, hard, and wrapped your legs around his waist. He bit his lip, returned the glare, and squeezed with his human hand. Your lips parted reflexively as you drew in more air to keep it flowing. His pace, momentarily slowed, picked up again. The bed resumed rocking, and together with the heavy breathing, made a kind of lewd music setting the mood.

“I didn’t realize you were into this,” he said. “You don’t look the type.”

You nodded, the movement partially hindered by his grip.

Hips slammed into your rear, stinging slaps and the clacks of Genji’s wires against his upper back. He growled, and slammed against you harder, pushing you an inch across the bed with each thrust. His fingers closed tighter around your neck, just like you wanted. You were going to get just what you wanted. To go out yelling, “fuck,” on the end of his dick.

Your mouth opened wide, gasping for air and Genji’s cock pushing pants from your lungs. Your tongue rolled out of your mouth. Genji smirked and leaned down to suck on your tongue, his soft lips pulling on the slick muscle. Then he sat back again. Sweat pooled between you on the bed, soaking the sheets. His fingers slipped against your flesh with it, his grip weakening.

Your hand flew up to hold it in place.

“Harder,” you rasped.

Your voice didn’t sound like yours. Another’s voice asked for him to choke the life out of you. Genji’s eyes hardened. When before you could see the intoxicating lust in them, now they were blank. He boarded the windows to his soul, the look he wore just before a kill.

His fingers and thumb pressed harder into the sides of your neck. Your vision shrank, the edges closing in, darkening. In the back of your mind, Genji kept thrusting deep into you. He was a muddle of blurry shapes. Your lips twitched, feeble attempts to ask him not to stop. You used all your remaining strength to hold his hand in place around your neck. The five-fingered anchor sinking you down into the oblivion that beckoned.

You finally seized against the bed. Genji let his eyes roll back, revelling in that he could still satisfy someone, even with this body. He got his release, and you got yours, your soul leaving your body.

He searched your eyes again. He found nothing and began shaking your body in a panic. Still no response, so he shook harder. He yelled for help, fat tears streamed down his cheeks.

Imagine something that’s from Blackwatch!Genji’s point of view. He notices a new recruit, and it’s you. You’re not the best recruit they’ve ever had. You try your best, but he can sense something early on. You should never have made the cut, and you’re going to be killed in action eventually.

Months go by, and Genji feels like you’ve made it into his ‘tolerable’ category. There’s people he wishes would fuck off, never look at him, never speak to him, and there’s those he tolerates. Jesse is also in the tolerable category. Commander Reyes is placed there by default.

You’re placed on a mission with Genji. He is very uncomfortable with this. He can feel your impending death crawling on his skin, and he wants no part of it. The mission goes deceptively well, and Genji forgets his discomfort for a bit.

Then something goes wrong. You’re injured. You can’t walk. Genji loses his cybernetic arm. Talon agents are bearing down on you both, and he can’t escape with both of you. You’re telling him the last thing you want is to be caught and experimented on by Talon and turned into one of their genetically-enhanced lackeys.

He’s silent until the last second, and then he agrees to end your life for you. He slits your throat without looking at your face and runs.

The last thing you said before he did it was, “I’m glad it was you.”

Needless to say, it fucks him up.