[ 2B feels as if he's taking her apart from the inside out, her thighs trembling and soaked from the almost comical amount of lubricant flooding her lower half. Her central nervous system feels fried, overloaded; every push of his fingers and heady breath from his lips only serves to make her feel even more lightheaded. To say she's going on instinct wouldn't be wholly accurate, as androids have no real instinct to speak of. The only thing 2B knows is need for her partner, and before she knows it, she's tearing the glove off of the hand stroking his cock in an attempt to abate that need in the form of touching him completely.
When he moves closer, she tilts her head, lips parting as if to invite him. She doesn't initiate a kiss, causing their parted lips simply to mingle their breaths together with a maddening closeness, her hips rolling and jerking into the pace set by his exploring fingers. At his demand, she hesitates; Nines is a name she'd called him during the first cycle. For him to remember it-- ]
Nines, [ She repeats, punctuating the moniker with a soft, shuddering moan. 2B leans in closer, her nose brushing against his as her forehead presses to his brow, her palm warming along the hot, throbbing length of his cock. ] Nines-- like that, yes-- [ 2B half-groans, soft, almost confused cries punctuating every labored breath she takes. The hand at his throat slides to find purchase upon his shoulder, her fingertips digging into the flesh as she struggles to keep balance. ]
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When he moves closer, she tilts her head, lips parting as if to invite him. She doesn't initiate a kiss, causing their parted lips simply to mingle their breaths together with a maddening closeness, her hips rolling and jerking into the pace set by his exploring fingers. At his demand, she hesitates; Nines is a name she'd called him during the first cycle. For him to remember it-- ]
Nines, [ She repeats, punctuating the moniker with a soft, shuddering moan. 2B leans in closer, her nose brushing against his as her forehead presses to his brow, her palm warming along the hot, throbbing length of his cock. ] Nines-- like that, yes-- [ 2B half-groans, soft, almost confused cries punctuating every labored breath she takes. The hand at his throat slides to find purchase upon his shoulder, her fingertips digging into the flesh as she struggles to keep balance. ]