[ 2B watches him, watches the way he swallows hard as his back bumps against the wall, and she sidles even closer. The front of her thigh presses between 9S' legs as she looms over him, tilting his chin upwards as her nose brushes against his. The gray-blue of his eyes is evident even in the gloom of the basement, and her grip on his collar only tightens.
She knows damn well how lonely he's been. It only serves to make her feel even more disgusting, orchestrating a situation like this. She knows a thing or two about loneliness, but she also knows that she has no right treating him this way, knowing what she knows.
Still, 2B persists. The feeling of him, warm and hard against her, is undeniable. Her internal systems find equilibrium in spite of the way euphoria jolts through her nerves at the roughness of her handling of him, and she pulls his visor away fully, leaving his eyes completely exposed. ]
What if you had been. [ She responds, her mouth drawn into a tight line. She doesn't fully know what she's doing, she just knows she wants him. ] This isn't the time for lying to me. You need to tell me what you want.
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She knows damn well how lonely he's been. It only serves to make her feel even more disgusting, orchestrating a situation like this. She knows a thing or two about loneliness, but she also knows that she has no right treating him this way, knowing what she knows.
Still, 2B persists. The feeling of him, warm and hard against her, is undeniable. Her internal systems find equilibrium in spite of the way euphoria jolts through her nerves at the roughness of her handling of him, and she pulls his visor away fully, leaving his eyes completely exposed. ]
What if you had been. [ She responds, her mouth drawn into a tight line. She doesn't fully know what she's doing, she just knows she wants him. ] This isn't the time for lying to me. You need to tell me what you want.