[ 2B is content with the stoic image that she projects, though it's effectively shattered when she cums. She vaguely wonders if it's nothing more than a simulation, a bit of leftover code from when androids had attempted to be more human than anything else... but in the end, she supposes that it doesn't matter. 9S is holding her, breathing heavy and continuing to fuck upwards into her even as she finishes, causing her internals to jerk and spasm with sensory overload.
The noise she makes is soft and mildly undignified, girlish in its high-pitched whimper as 9S continues to move, her own arms coming up to hold him just as tightly to her as he is. She doesn't have to wait long for him to follow, the familiar, pooling heat of lubricant flooding her lower half and causing the mechanism to evacuate, leaving the place where they're connected sticky-sweet and soaking.
When he finishes, 2B lies still, shifting slightly so he has room to breathe. Her own breathing only just now begins to even out, great, gasping lungfuls diminishing in slow, even breaths. She keeps him inside of her for the time being, the low, hoarse chuckle rumbling from his throat reverberating against her chest. She turns her head, resting it in the crook of his neck as she closes her eyes, listening to his artificial heart flutter in the chassis of his chest.
She knows this can't last, but she wants to stretch it out. It's because of this that she says nothing, afraid to hasten the end. ]
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The noise she makes is soft and mildly undignified, girlish in its high-pitched whimper as 9S continues to move, her own arms coming up to hold him just as tightly to her as he is. She doesn't have to wait long for him to follow, the familiar, pooling heat of lubricant flooding her lower half and causing the mechanism to evacuate, leaving the place where they're connected sticky-sweet and soaking.
When he finishes, 2B lies still, shifting slightly so he has room to breathe. Her own breathing only just now begins to even out, great, gasping lungfuls diminishing in slow, even breaths. She keeps him inside of her for the time being, the low, hoarse chuckle rumbling from his throat reverberating against her chest. She turns her head, resting it in the crook of his neck as she closes her eyes, listening to his artificial heart flutter in the chassis of his chest.
She knows this can't last, but she wants to stretch it out. It's because of this that she says nothing, afraid to hasten the end. ]