[ He agrees. Breathlessly, even. 9S can't quite comprehend how much of this would even be enough, but the further they go, the greedier he gets. He's relieved to know that 2B has yet to reach her limits, even if that much doesn't come as a surprise. She's a hearty combat model. Mere intercourse wouldn't be her undoing, even if he can't quite speak for himself on that front. ]
[ His visuals begin to distort again, their mutual heat beginning to short-circuit some of his functions. But he can't bring himself to care either. It's a miracle his visor was saved the potential damage, but his internal systems will surely need either a full replacement, or major maintenance soon. They'll have to go straight to the Resistance Camp after this, because there's only so much he can do. ]
[ Fuck all of that, honestly. 9S can't bring himself to focus on that matter when 2B takes him completely to the hilt. He can feel her pulse, and he can't help but wonder if this creates a certain type of connection. Like a cable to a server. 9S doesn't focus too much on that, but he finds comfort in knowing they're closer than they had been before. ]
[ God, her voice. Colored with lust and need, where 9S wasn't even sure she was capable of that. Or him for that matter. He exhales heavily, his face nuzzling against her affections while his trembling hands make to hold her tight. They hesitate before finding her ass, full and soft. 9S barely has the level of strength as she, but he manages to assist in keeping her balance, in pulling her down on his shaft when he begins to thrust into her. ]
Hnngh-- Fuck...
[ Yeah. Yeah there's no way humans merely did this just to create offspring. 9S finds a level of enjoyment and connection that he's never felt elsewhere. He moans, loud enough to cause an echo in the dark basement they've become trapped in. Every thrust sends a course of pleasurable signals through his entire being, pulse high and mental stability compromised. But it's the most beautiful thing he's experienced. ]
[ Something sparks-- He's not sure what, and he doesn't quite care. The initial roll of 2B's hips likely caused some sort of crack, given their weight difference. Oh well. ]
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[ He agrees. Breathlessly, even. 9S can't quite comprehend how much of this would even be enough, but the further they go, the greedier he gets. He's relieved to know that 2B has yet to reach her limits, even if that much doesn't come as a surprise. She's a hearty combat model. Mere intercourse wouldn't be her undoing, even if he can't quite speak for himself on that front. ]
[ His visuals begin to distort again, their mutual heat beginning to short-circuit some of his functions. But he can't bring himself to care either. It's a miracle his visor was saved the potential damage, but his internal systems will surely need either a full replacement, or major maintenance soon. They'll have to go straight to the Resistance Camp after this, because there's only so much he can do. ]
[ Fuck all of that, honestly. 9S can't bring himself to focus on that matter when 2B takes him completely to the hilt. He can feel her pulse, and he can't help but wonder if this creates a certain type of connection. Like a cable to a server. 9S doesn't focus too much on that, but he finds comfort in knowing they're closer than they had been before. ]
[ God, her voice. Colored with lust and need, where 9S wasn't even sure she was capable of that. Or him for that matter. He exhales heavily, his face nuzzling against her affections while his trembling hands make to hold her tight. They hesitate before finding her ass, full and soft. 9S barely has the level of strength as she, but he manages to assist in keeping her balance, in pulling her down on his shaft when he begins to thrust into her. ]
Hnngh-- Fuck...
[ Yeah. Yeah there's no way humans merely did this just to create offspring. 9S finds a level of enjoyment and connection that he's never felt elsewhere. He moans, loud enough to cause an echo in the dark basement they've become trapped in. Every thrust sends a course of pleasurable signals through his entire being, pulse high and mental stability compromised. But it's the most beautiful thing he's experienced. ]
[ Something sparks-- He's not sure what, and he doesn't quite care. The initial roll of 2B's hips likely caused some sort of crack, given their weight difference. Oh well. ]
H...Harder. Harder, please. 2B--