[ God, the way she seems so soft and delicate in this position... A woman who is harder than she is soft, strong and undefeatable. 9S wants to drown himself in this image of her, to burn it into his memory because what little he'd seen of her hadn't supported this result at all. But he's pleased, eager to hear more when he suckles on the delicate pink nub. He hums into her, delighted to taste her. Their parts are entirely artificial, but work fantastically well. 9S doesn't physically feel anything from this, but the thrill and swell in his chest makes it so worth it.
Now he understands why 2B has chosen to touch him in such a way.
His hand at her hip tickles forward, grazing along her belly, then her thigh. It teases along the outside, similar to what her lips had done to him before sealing themselves around his need. While 9S is nervous, he's a fast learner, focus of analysis solely on her reactions.
He has to briefly break away to answer. 9S releases her breast with a wet pop, a heavy breath wafting along the soaked spot he made. Icy blue eyes lift to meet with hers, and he softly smiles at her. That hand slowly, tentatively cups her mound, still guarded by her leotard. There is nothing but innocence in his gaze. ]
Could... I have you in every way possible?
[ He takes a heavy inhale, sighing. His knees fold, half-seated between her legs for the time being. He lifts his head, leaning to kiss the base of her neck. None of this makes sense still, but he can't care about that now. 9S may not understand why he so desperately just wants to be hers, but he doesn't deny himself either. ]
I don't understand why. But I just... Want to please you.
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Now he understands why 2B has chosen to touch him in such a way.
His hand at her hip tickles forward, grazing along her belly, then her thigh. It teases along the outside, similar to what her lips had done to him before sealing themselves around his need. While 9S is nervous, he's a fast learner, focus of analysis solely on her reactions.
He has to briefly break away to answer. 9S releases her breast with a wet pop, a heavy breath wafting along the soaked spot he made. Icy blue eyes lift to meet with hers, and he softly smiles at her. That hand slowly, tentatively cups her mound, still guarded by her leotard. There is nothing but innocence in his gaze. ]
Could... I have you in every way possible?
[ He takes a heavy inhale, sighing. His knees fold, half-seated between her legs for the time being. He lifts his head, leaning to kiss the base of her neck. None of this makes sense still, but he can't care about that now. 9S may not understand why he so desperately just wants to be hers, but he doesn't deny himself either. ]
I don't understand why. But I just... Want to please you.