[ She had been so loving, so generous... 9S can still feel as if her lips are all over him, suckling his shaft and pawing at his front panel. 9S still feels the remnants of devastatingly beautiful pain in his chassis, something that continues to tighten and smother him when he hangs on that feeling he has. The belief that something is off about all of this.
But he doesn't have much time to focus on that. Especially not when 2B so happily allows him his turn to explore her. Her sigh as he kisses her nose destroys him. Burns him from the inside, out, because it's the most beautiful sound he's heard. He's nervous, though he's sure of his skills after recalling every last thing that she had just done to him. How hard can it be?
Whatever you want, she breathes. That's a large offer, containing so much that he isn't sure she can give. But he does know that he wants her, completely, and if he's allowed that much? He'll take. 9S sighs happily against the swell of her breast, shivering when her fingers drift along his scalp and caress thick, yet short tresses of white. As her thighs part, it allows him room to crawl a bit closer, to nestle himself between her legs. 9S reaches one hand for her waist, finding purchase at the curve of her hip while his head tilts. His kisses press across her right breast, ghosting along the pink of her nipple before tentatively, curiously dragging his tongue along the tip.
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But he doesn't have much time to focus on that. Especially not when 2B so happily allows him his turn to explore her. Her sigh as he kisses her nose destroys him. Burns him from the inside, out, because it's the most beautiful sound he's heard. He's nervous, though he's sure of his skills after recalling every last thing that she had just done to him. How hard can it be?
Whatever you want, she breathes. That's a large offer, containing so much that he isn't sure she can give. But he does know that he wants her, completely, and if he's allowed that much? He'll take. 9S sighs happily against the swell of her breast, shivering when her fingers drift along his scalp and caress thick, yet short tresses of white. As her thighs part, it allows him room to crawl a bit closer, to nestle himself between her legs. 9S reaches one hand for her waist, finding purchase at the curve of her hip while his head tilts. His kisses press across her right breast, ghosting along the pink of her nipple before tentatively, curiously dragging his tongue along the tip.
With a heavy, hot breath, he whispers. ]
Then I want you.