[ 2B keeps her eyes locked on his face, knowing damn well what her stripping down like this will do to him. A small, selfish part of her feels satisfaction in knowing that she still has this sort of effect on him regardless of his memories, but she keeps her expression as stoic as ever. With the top portion of her dress bunched up around her neck, she imagines she looks a little bit like those human women in that magazine that they had found in that basement an eternity ago, if one didn't take into account the fact that her abdominal chassis was open and vulnerable, exposing the wires underneath.
She can practically feel the way his eyes linger over her bare chest beneath his visor, the coloring of his cheeks giving her a more explicit indicator than any of his behavior.
At what he says next, she inclines her head, remaining stock still as she lowers her gaze. 2B can't deny that she wants him closer, and the feeling of being so vulnerable in front of him sparks an almost Pavlovian response within her. She feels hot, though she knows she has no reason not to; he's performed maintenance on her a countless number of times before. The last cycle seems to have added a strange, hungry sensation to the feeling of being laid bare beneath his eyes, though, and 2B focuses on quelling the urge even as her body seems to prepare itself for something that... hadn't happened in nearly a month.
What on earth is wrong with her? ]
... Sorry for the trouble, and thanks for the assist. [ 2B manages, curt as ever. She does her best not to shift, but she can't help it; a familiar awareness begins to build between her thighs the more she feels him look at her, and she squeezes them together in response. ]
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She can practically feel the way his eyes linger over her bare chest beneath his visor, the coloring of his cheeks giving her a more explicit indicator than any of his behavior.
At what he says next, she inclines her head, remaining stock still as she lowers her gaze. 2B can't deny that she wants him closer, and the feeling of being so vulnerable in front of him sparks an almost Pavlovian response within her. She feels hot, though she knows she has no reason not to; he's performed maintenance on her a countless number of times before. The last cycle seems to have added a strange, hungry sensation to the feeling of being laid bare beneath his eyes, though, and 2B focuses on quelling the urge even as her body seems to prepare itself for something that... hadn't happened in nearly a month.
What on earth is wrong with her? ]
... Sorry for the trouble, and thanks for the assist. [ 2B manages, curt as ever. She does her best not to shift, but she can't help it; a familiar awareness begins to build between her thighs the more she feels him look at her, and she squeezes them together in response. ]