[ He's fully aware of the consequences that could follow so disrespectfully calling to her. 9S realizes in the spike of heat and need that he doesn't care. It's the same mentality that overwhelms him in the heat of battle. In hacking into a machine lifeform and completely tearing it apart from the inside. Without touch-- He doesn't need to. He could weave his way into anything and anyone and completely destroy it. Or change it. Mold it to his whim. ]
[ 9S feels a burst of hunger. A bloodthirsty energy that can usually only be calmed by destroying a machine. A useless machine that knows nothing of struggle. Nothing of pain and loneliness. They try. Do they try... But it's merely code and useless parts working towards a goal that can't be achieved for them. It pisses him off. But perhaps the underlying cause is because they're doing the same exact thing. Trying to be human. Trying to feel. ]
[ 2B isn't mistaken by the subtle flash of red. And she gives 9S exactly what he wants by scraping the dermal layer which molds his need. It burns as she scrapes into him, practically delivering a bite that illicits a hiss. He exhales, throaty and raspy yet colored in lust and pleasure. Once she withdraws, he struggles to pull her hair again. To bring her back because she isn't fucking done. But she overpowers him, and he can't be displeased with that as he crashes to the ground once she kicks it from under him. ]
Hck--!
[ 9S grunts, teeth bared as he struggles to gain some sort of upper hand here. There is none. But there's an overwhelming load of energy that takes him. He wants her to rip him apart, he wants to rip her apart and leave them a pile of nothing when this is over. ]
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[ 9S feels a burst of hunger. A bloodthirsty energy that can usually only be calmed by destroying a machine. A useless machine that knows nothing of struggle. Nothing of pain and loneliness. They try. Do they try... But it's merely code and useless parts working towards a goal that can't be achieved for them. It pisses him off. But perhaps the underlying cause is because they're doing the same exact thing. Trying to be human. Trying to feel. ]
[ 2B isn't mistaken by the subtle flash of red. And she gives 9S exactly what he wants by scraping the dermal layer which molds his need. It burns as she scrapes into him, practically delivering a bite that illicits a hiss. He exhales, throaty and raspy yet colored in lust and pleasure. Once she withdraws, he struggles to pull her hair again. To bring her back because she isn't fucking done. But she overpowers him, and he can't be displeased with that as he crashes to the ground once she kicks it from under him. ]
Hck--!
[ 9S grunts, teeth bared as he struggles to gain some sort of upper hand here. There is none. But there's an overwhelming load of energy that takes him. He wants her to rip him apart, he wants to rip her apart and leave them a pile of nothing when this is over. ]
That's it? That's it?!