He may have gotten too attached.

Yes, his new weapon could be used to assist with taking out Sanctuary, but Jack needed entertainment too.

So, the mutant had become a guard.

Or as Jack liked to use him as, motivation for the workforce.

He'd send him on patrols down random halls and would love watching any employees that were in the hall quickly try to get out and avoid the soldier like the plague.

He found one thing interesting though. When the creature thought it was all alone and not being watched... It acted almost like a cat. It acts curious about everything, checking every little corner, even studying the occasional object or robot that caught its eye. Jack had seen it try to converse with the loader bots when no one else was around. Maybe it felt a connection to them since it was also created? The loader bots at least seemed to enjoy its presence and tended to wave at him in the halls.

Today, sadly, was not one of the days in which he could observe any of that. He had a business deal on pandora he needed to go to. He was just planning on bringing a loader bot or two, but thinking about his pet made him realize, it's never been on Pandora. Jack was already entertained enough by it killing anyone he orders it to, but now even the very thought of it going to Pandora and slaughtering an entire bandit camp sounded really hot.

So he brought the mutant.

Of course he was in his armor so Jack couldn't see his face or anything, but he'd like to imagine that the creature was excited to go outside.

The deal was for some old Atlas tech supposedly that was in mint condition. Stuff that was real hard to find. So like any greedy Hyperion dickhead, Jack was interested. The deal was at some small town in The Southern Shelf a real back alley kind of place. That never kept Jack away before though.

He walked through the ghost town with the creation behind him on his left. They finally came across a building that matched the description he was given. He knocked on the old door and let out a mocking "Hellllooooo? It's your good pal Handsome Jack here!" The door opened to a rough-looking Pandoran man. He ushered the Hyperion head and his guard inside sparing a weary look at the geared up creature. Who wouldn't though? The thing was around a foot taller than Jack, who is already quite tall, and was in crazy looking armor with even crazier weapons. Thing looked like he was ready to take on every Pandoran creature alive at once.

They were led to a room where there were two cases on a table. The Pandoran people were terrified. They expected Jack to send some employees or something, not Handsome Jack himself and a badass.

"Well? Let's see it then! What'd ya get for me?"

The people reluctantly opened the case revealing what looked to be pristine Atlas tech. But Jack knew a fake when he saw one.

Still he played along.

"Hmm so you say this gun is an Atlas original?" He said picking up a SMG.

"Yes sir." One of the less nervous scammers responded.

"And it's in complete working order?"

"Yes sir."

"Hmm..." He quickly spun the gun around and aimed at the SMG at the head of the man that spoke and pulled the trigger.

*Click*

"Now you see, that was just a plain lie." He tossed the gun away and put his hands on his hips. "You really should know better to lie to me." One of the scammers took out a gun, aiming it straight a Jack, but before he could even pull the trigger his arm was broken and the gun fell from his hand. Seeing the state of their ally the others pulled out guns and pointed them at the creature who stood still and stared at Jack.

"What are your orders."

Jack felt a slight shiver in his spine at hearing those words.

"Why don't you take that helmet off and show them what you were made for." He ordered the creature as a grin stretched across his face.

A beep came from the helmet as it was unlatched. The hood came off first giving the scammers a glimpse of the desaturated skin. Then the creature ripped the helmet off showing its glory. All its eyes were opened wide.

Shots were immediately fired.

It crouched down and sprinted at the closest person, its armor deflecting all the bullets that dared to hit. A tackle to the midsection brought them down. A shot from a pistol rang into the scammer's head. Blood splattered all over.

"Hey get a little creative, I wanna see you kill these losers with more than just guns." The creature nodded at Jack's order. The next person tried to hit him in the face with the end of their gun.

*CRUNCH*

Oh shit that was hot.

Jack felt a little of his self control leave as he saw the creature use its teeth to stop the gun and completely eviscerate it with its sharp canines.
The creature seemed to pick up on his boss's "approval" of his technique and decided to use it more. Cause the very next thing he did was chomp down on some guy's neck and rip out a whole chunk.
Jack felt heat rush down. Oh shit. Seems this creature had its boss figured out. The next guy had his head crushed under the boot of the mutant.

Damn does he really already know all of my kinks? Jack couldn't help but think.

The last scammer pleaded and cried for his life. That was at least until it smashed his head into the wall, killing him with one powerful blow.

Jack whistled.

"Damn. You really know how to get a guy up huh?"

"... I do not understand."

Jack paused.
"You know, turned on? This has to be some kind of weird feature those horny science nerds hid from me. Cause you know exactly how to get me into it."

"I'm unsure of what you mean, but I'm sorry if I offended you. I was simply doing what seemed to make you happy."

Jack let out a sigh as he felt a headache coming. "Yes, and I'm saying it got me horny. You know sex?..."

"..."

Another sigh.
"I'm saying I want to have sex with you!" Jack accentuated as if talking to a child.

"I do not have reproductive capabilities."

Jack groaned in frustration, angry at the incels in bioengineering for not giving his gift a dick.

He was quickly interested again though by his guard acting strangely, yet again. It scratched the back of its neck in a awkward manner with a shy look on its face as it spoke its next words.

"I... I do have a basic understanding of human reproduction and um.. what do you call it.. foreplay? If that interest you at all, I can assist with that? But I'm afraid I will not be able to assist in any actual reproductive activity."

Somehow this mutant covered in blood acting shy and using scientific terms for sex was really doing it for Jack.

And so.

In a room filled with mutilated bodies, the thick smell of blood in the air, with a blood covered mutant's towering form leaning over him and growling possessively in his ear, Jack got the best goddamn handjob of his life.

Sunny: here you go you horny, sinful bastards