[ 2B sinks down onto him, fully sheathing him inside of her. She'd had a vague idea of the mechanisms in place down between her thighs; while she doesn't have a uterus for obvious reasons, the walls that clench and drag against 9S' shaft have very little give, the lubricant easing his entry as best it can. In truth, this has never been about gathering data and 2B knows it.
It's selfish, but it's the closest she's ever been to 9S, within or without the neverending cycle. It's sweet enough to make her want to weep, even if she doesn't understand why. She suspends herself for several seconds, allowing her mechanisms to acclimate themselves to him. It doesn't take very long, and even she begins to wonder if they had both been made with this in mind. The thought makes her angry; what a cruel creator, to think of this while knowing full well what she was intentionally put by his side for. ]
H-hah-- [ 2B gasps, her visor struggling to come back online. She can't see anything like this, and there's a certain thrill and comfort in it; something tells her that the sight of 9S' face will cause something inside of her to break, knowing what awaits them when communications with Command are restored. Instead, she moves by feel, allowing the hands he has at her waist to guide her as she rolls and bounces her hips into his, the wet noises of him thrusting in and out of her lewder than anything she's ever experienced.
The angle is awkward, but beautiful. It's everything she's ever wanted, though she hadn't known it until now. Clenching her teeth, she brings both of her arms around 9S' neck, desperately seeking his mouth with her own again as she struggles to keep her balance. Her lips trail against the side of his face with her compromised vision, and that suits her just fine; she nuzzles her nose against his cheek even as her hips redouble their efforts, driving into his with a renewed sense of urgency.
The hot, thick drag of his cock causes her internals to tighten and vent heat as best they can, pushing it through her dermal layer and causing the air around the both of them to swelter. She still can't see him, and she'll likely need a replacement for her visor after this, but she can't bring herself to care. ]
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[ 2B sinks down onto him, fully sheathing him inside of her. She'd had a vague idea of the mechanisms in place down between her thighs; while she doesn't have a uterus for obvious reasons, the walls that clench and drag against 9S' shaft have very little give, the lubricant easing his entry as best it can. In truth, this has never been about gathering data and 2B knows it.
It's selfish, but it's the closest she's ever been to 9S, within or without the neverending cycle. It's sweet enough to make her want to weep, even if she doesn't understand why. She suspends herself for several seconds, allowing her mechanisms to acclimate themselves to him. It doesn't take very long, and even she begins to wonder if they had both been made with this in mind. The thought makes her angry; what a cruel creator, to think of this while knowing full well what she was intentionally put by his side for. ]
H-hah-- [ 2B gasps, her visor struggling to come back online. She can't see anything like this, and there's a certain thrill and comfort in it; something tells her that the sight of 9S' face will cause something inside of her to break, knowing what awaits them when communications with Command are restored. Instead, she moves by feel, allowing the hands he has at her waist to guide her as she rolls and bounces her hips into his, the wet noises of him thrusting in and out of her lewder than anything she's ever experienced.
The angle is awkward, but beautiful. It's everything she's ever wanted, though she hadn't known it until now. Clenching her teeth, she brings both of her arms around 9S' neck, desperately seeking his mouth with her own again as she struggles to keep her balance. Her lips trail against the side of his face with her compromised vision, and that suits her just fine; she nuzzles her nose against his cheek even as her hips redouble their efforts, driving into his with a renewed sense of urgency.
The hot, thick drag of his cock causes her internals to tighten and vent heat as best they can, pushing it through her dermal layer and causing the air around the both of them to swelter. She still can't see him, and she'll likely need a replacement for her visor after this, but she can't bring herself to care. ]
Give me... more.