[ Truthfully, 9S is vocal enough for the two of them combined. His cock feels absolutely smothered, tightly packed within her walls even as they slide away, brought back down with impending force. 9S jolts as he feels his reinforced hips fight the crushing pressure. In fact, while it doesn't hurt? The crushing pressure brings him delight. 9S exhales a hoarse moan when she begins a bouncing motion, riding him like a goddamn bull and he's left merely writhing and struggling to keep up. ]
[ His back arches against the flower bed that holds him, framing their depraved acts in a delicate manner. The contrast isn't lost on him, and it would be so very poetic if she made him fucking bleed. 9S clings to her, tightening his grip against her thighs as his hips meet her thrusts. Hard and fast, like a goddamn piston with his new delightful lower half. He shivers when she calls out to him, moaning with every up and down gesture. He wants this to last forever, he wants to drown in her. Suffocate and die in her. His eyes manage to lock gazes with her, despite the way they often roll into the back of his head in pure ecstasy. ]
[ Another curse, another gasp, 9S pleads for more and whimpers like he'll fucking die if he doesn't get it. Hands retract from her thighs, abruptly and roughly paw at her back, nails dragging down the pale curve of her spine, the heels of his feet digging into the dirt. ]
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[ His back arches against the flower bed that holds him, framing their depraved acts in a delicate manner. The contrast isn't lost on him, and it would be so very poetic if she made him fucking bleed. 9S clings to her, tightening his grip against her thighs as his hips meet her thrusts. Hard and fast, like a goddamn piston with his new delightful lower half. He shivers when she calls out to him, moaning with every up and down gesture. He wants this to last forever, he wants to drown in her. Suffocate and die in her. His eyes manage to lock gazes with her, despite the way they often roll into the back of his head in pure ecstasy. ]
[ Another curse, another gasp, 9S pleads for more and whimpers like he'll fucking die if he doesn't get it. Hands retract from her thighs, abruptly and roughly paw at her back, nails dragging down the pale curve of her spine, the heels of his feet digging into the dirt. ]