WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the video games, characters, developers etc depicted within. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence.
Featuring: Patricia Tannis (Borderlands series)
Pandora's Heart Part 2
A Borderlands video game erotic story
Codes: MF, Oral, mind-control/influence.
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It had been a week since Samuel's life on Pandora had finally turned around and for the better. Arriving on Sanctuary his first act had not been to introduce himself to the Crimson Raiders and the Vault Hunters, or sell his excess loot for cash at Marcus' shop or one of many vending machines around the floating city. No, his first achievement, and that it certainly was... Was fucking the stunning, busty bartender known as Mad Moxxi.
That had all been down to a Relic he had picked up months before but never knew the use of until that day. Pandora's Heart. Giving him the ability to become not just irresistible towards the opposite sex, but allow him to become vastly talented when it came to sexual activity than he'd ever been before. That had led him to a very unexpected round of fucking in Moxxi's stock room that he wisely took full advantage of, and even more wisely did not even mention the Relic he was using to make it all happen.
While that secured him a fuck buddy and a "free drinks" (paid by the fuck) from that bar, there was other issues he now had to deal with as a resident of Sanctuary. Food, board, and the fact that despite his denials of being one, he was a "Vault Hunter". He looked for loot, collected and sold it for cash, and killed any bandit or beast who tried to kill him first. He wasn't really given much of a choice though when rounded up by the massive "Slab King" Brick and the overly fond of destruction and death Gunzerker Salvador and brought to face the leader of the Crimson Raiders - the intimidating but stunning to say the least Siren called Lilith. He couldn't exactly say no to the likes of them.
Perhaps seeing that he, as well as he's been able to survive in the Borderlands so far, was no true Vault Hunter yet, he was assigned a rookie role, seen as an in-training Vault Hunter. Something about perhaps being useful in the future in some "upcoming war" or something. He liked the sounds of that even less than having to do all these various and random missions he was given on a regular basis. Kill this, find that, recover some piece of machinery, and pretend to care about the town mechanic's repeated failures in his love life. If you could even call it that.
Some days however he got the opportunity for something not quite as taxing or difficult. Like when he almost slipped and fell when his foot stepped onto an empty booze bottle and he nearly went head over heels onto his own head.
"Amigo! Sorry man... Usually I save them for setting up for target practice..." The often seen intoxicated Sniper of the Crimson Raiders known as Mordecai said, slumped against the stairs with a half-full bottle still in his hand as he rolled his head around and made a lazy motion towards the rookie.
"Uh, no problem..." Samuel says as he approaches him, placing the empty bottle down next to the many empty ones already on the steps by him. "I should have been watching where I was going anyway..."
"Hey man, do me a favor..." The Sniper says, fumbling with his satchel before holding out a lump or purple rock that the other man instantly recognises as a chunk of unrefined Eridium. "I'm supposed to hand this over to Tannis over at the base, but to be honest... If I don't ever hear another rant from her about how she should have her own separate city that no one else can access, my life will be made. That, and well... This booze ain't gonna drink itself, right?"
Shrugging his shoulders, Samuel takes the lump. "Yeah, I'll do it. Beats spending a whole day searching for some rare robot that hides in cardboard boxes." He muses.
"Appreciate it man..." Mordecai says, promptly going back to taking a long swig of his bottle as the rookie "Vault Hunter" walks away. "I'm a better shot when I'm drunk anyway..." The Sniper mumbles to himself.
Moving into the city, around the central machinery, he headed toward the recognizable headquarters of the Crimson Raiders, giving a nod to the Raider on duty just in front of the building. Being seen as a "Vault Hunter" got him a sudden amount of respect from the regular Sanctuary citizens. Not a huge amount yet, but it's better than nothing. Far better than his previous life scratching and clawing to survive, that's for sure.
Opening the door, knocking wasn't exactly a common occurrence on Pandora apart from the people who seemed to enjoy hammering onto doors and windows for no reason around the city, he immediately saw the target. And quite an easy on the eyes target she is. Patricia Tannis, the former Dahl Corporation scientist and researcher, turned near-insane though abandonment, furthermore by torture, and now spends her time with herself, avoiding others and any sort of human contact by keeping to her studies of Pandora's life, the Vaults, and Eridium.
Having not seen her before, but being told about her and to watch out for sudden bursts of blood shooting from her nose should he ever speak to her, he took a moment to admire her form as she was preoccupied with looking over notes on a clipboard. Dressed in nicely fitting, worn pants with belts that held research tools and a shield, a dark red and far from prestine trench-coat with a "choker" around the neck along with a dark top that nicely showed off her shapely tits, and topped off with goggles on her short, dark haired head. She certainly was a gorgeous woman, not shamelessly sexual and just as proportioned like Moxxi, but hot nonetheless.
"Excuse me? Tannis? I got told to give you this?" He said, entering the HQ and turning to close the door behind him.
"Oh, how wonderful. And here I was thinking I was finally enjoying some time alone with the rest of those Vault Hunters and whatnot finally leaving this place to deal with whatever pointless activities they are dealing with..." Tannis says, already showing a dislike at this arrival of someone, anyone as she turns around to face him. "Ah yes, the Eridium chunk I had request. You may hand it over, before the mere complexity of its potential burns away whatever little brain cells you may have."
"Uh, OK, sure..." Samuel says, handing the purple lump over to the often less than fully there mentally quest giver.
"Excellent. This will be most useful in my quest to further research the properties of this material. Better here with me than wasted given to that hermit behind the door, or given to that flaming haired Siren to starve off her addition to the stuff. She claims she's got it under control but she's no doubt as addicted as the former bird lover is to booze, the part-machine girl is to robots, and as you are too... Whatever thing it is you are into."
"Uh, well... I like, you know..." He paused, stopping himself from just blurting out "Sex!" as an answer. "Stuff".