[ He's forced to pause only briefly when she responds, a soft little chuckle following. 2B is cooperative, even encouraging to the compliment when she tries to do much the same. But 9S believes it could have waited. Or been delivered differently. He doesn't dwell on it for long though, especially when he's gifted the musical sound of her exhales and moan. Hearing it while being graced with the visual of her eyes makes it all the more worth-while, soulless and artificial those eyes may be. 9S hasn't felt this thrilled for as long as he can remember. ]
[ It seems taking it slow is a favorable option on both sides, and so 9S savors this. The rustle of their clothing, the soft sighs from each of them that seem to intermingle and intwine in the air. 9S only pays minimum attention to his temperature gauge when their heat multiples as one. But this is only the beginning anyway. ]
[ Wirh a shared deftness, do their tops fall. Closely in time to one another, even. 9S removes 2B's top, sliding it down her shoulders and arms, catching the top of her gloves on the way and rolling both down to expose her. He only retracts his touch for the sake of letting his coat do the same. His lips had long-since began to busy themselves with her neck and cheek, content to trail a soft signature of sorts until she is left merely in her leotard and boots. He manages a tilt of his head in favor of her returning affections, softly sighing when he starts to become more eager over time. ]
[ His hands eventually find purchase at her arms, making a slow descent with the intention of touching every curve he can reach as his head tilts yet again. Lips searching for her own, eager to feel that surge of... Whatever it was that followed her kiss. They slant against her own as fingers slide beneath her leotard, slowly working that garment to fall at her ankles. ]
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[ It seems taking it slow is a favorable option on both sides, and so 9S savors this. The rustle of their clothing, the soft sighs from each of them that seem to intermingle and intwine in the air. 9S only pays minimum attention to his temperature gauge when their heat multiples as one. But this is only the beginning anyway. ]
[ Wirh a shared deftness, do their tops fall. Closely in time to one another, even. 9S removes 2B's top, sliding it down her shoulders and arms, catching the top of her gloves on the way and rolling both down to expose her. He only retracts his touch for the sake of letting his coat do the same. His lips had long-since began to busy themselves with her neck and cheek, content to trail a soft signature of sorts until she is left merely in her leotard and boots. He manages a tilt of his head in favor of her returning affections, softly sighing when he starts to become more eager over time. ]
[ His hands eventually find purchase at her arms, making a slow descent with the intention of touching every curve he can reach as his head tilts yet again. Lips searching for her own, eager to feel that surge of... Whatever it was that followed her kiss. They slant against her own as fingers slide beneath her leotard, slowly working that garment to fall at her ankles. ]