[ 2B knew she was asking 9S the impossible when she'd told him not to think; in reality, she likely was trying to get herself to stop her racing mind from overanalyzing any of this. Their closeness doesn't make sense; androids weren't built for this sort of activity, and it shows every single time their servos seize and their sensory drivers stutter and stop. Still, that's not enough to stop her from wanting to do this with him. The activity could very well tear her apart, and it wouldn't stop her from wanting him.
In many ways, it probably already has destroyed her. 2B feels broken even as she looks upon 9S' face, memories of past cycles playing behind her eyes. He sinks beneath her easily, all wonder and curiosity, and something deep and dark resurfaces inside of her, weighing her down. 9S trusts her implicitly, and it kills her.
With his hands on her thighs, 2B shudders, the sound of him moaning only serving to burn her up further. She expels a soft breath as she continues to slowly lower herself, sheathing him within her about halfway until he rolls his hips upwards, bottoming out inside of her. 2B gives a half-cry, the noise harsh and grating as it escapes her throat, and she covers his hands with her own for leverage. Curling her fingers between his, 2B slightly elevates herself above him in order to allow him to move how he wants, gritting her teeth as she struggles to restabilize her internals. ]
Does it... Does it feel good? [ She asks, her tone breathy and low. 2B gently rolls her hips down onto his, taking him into the hilt and grinding down while he remains inside of her, causing sparks to fly behind her eyes. She's well aware of the myriad ways she can break him. While her programming dictates that she should be excited about that, she wants to savor this for what it is. ]
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In many ways, it probably already has destroyed her. 2B feels broken even as she looks upon 9S' face, memories of past cycles playing behind her eyes. He sinks beneath her easily, all wonder and curiosity, and something deep and dark resurfaces inside of her, weighing her down. 9S trusts her implicitly, and it kills her.
With his hands on her thighs, 2B shudders, the sound of him moaning only serving to burn her up further. She expels a soft breath as she continues to slowly lower herself, sheathing him within her about halfway until he rolls his hips upwards, bottoming out inside of her. 2B gives a half-cry, the noise harsh and grating as it escapes her throat, and she covers his hands with her own for leverage. Curling her fingers between his, 2B slightly elevates herself above him in order to allow him to move how he wants, gritting her teeth as she struggles to restabilize her internals. ]
Does it... Does it feel good? [ She asks, her tone breathy and low. 2B gently rolls her hips down onto his, taking him into the hilt and grinding down while he remains inside of her, causing sparks to fly behind her eyes. She's well aware of the myriad ways she can break him. While her programming dictates that she should be excited about that, she wants to savor this for what it is. ]