[ He can easily agree that while being human is nearly torture, it's given them such a gift. 9S finds himself at home in 2B's presence, even in knowing what her presence means. To be this close to her, to touch her, is to be surrounded by nothing but pure bliss. If they could stay like this forever, he'd be content. How did he allow himself to wait this long?
It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter now that he can taste her breath, that he's tasted her tongue and her sweet arousal. Being a human has taken away plenty of capabilities he once had, but everything feels so much more sensitive and real. Silicon that once served as merely cosmetic qualities is now warm flesh filled with natural nerves. Every time he feels her grip his coat, the fabric caresses skin that seems all the more sensitive under this influence. It's incredible, addicting, and somehow far more satisfying when done by the hand of 2B.
Everyone else? With everyone else, it just felt so pointless. Required. 9S finds himself wanting them to lock themselves away in the bedroom, to make it a hideaway where they just devour each other relentlessly for hours. Days. He'd missed out on so much by making the wrong choices.
He feels her hand wrap around his need, just as his pants unceremoniously fall to his ankles. 9S exhales a soft, almost surprised sort of sound, just her grip alone bringing a promising rush through his entirety. His breath is hot along her neck, where he presses a smile to it at her question. ]
Hah... Just a, ah--
[ Her slit kisses his cock, hugs it, sticky and warm along the underside where his pulse throbs. He can't fuck her now, he can't let her cunt swallow him just yet. Not until he gets what he wants. The hands that finish the job don't pry him away yet, but instead greedily slide up her dress. Slow and steady, nails dragging along her belly. 9S softly whimpers against her neck, innocent and delicate despite his demeanor when those fingers pump at his length, thumb caressing the glans. White shocks of pleasure coursing through him before even stuffing himself inside of her. Something he hasn't ever felt during foreplay with others.
In fact, he hadn't really initiated foreplay with others. It was just business. Just a means to survive. With 2B? With 2B it's sport, it's a challenge.
It's making love. ]
--Just a hunch.
[ Hell, he may not be an android anymore. But he's still rather sure of himself despite that. With a slight roll of his hips, he lets the curve of his length drag along her slit, slow and torturous. She's moaned, and it struck a chord. He wants more of that, more of those sweet, girlish sounds.His hands make way to her breasts, tightly grabbing each one, squeezing. His nails scrape the skin, but don't seek to damage. Not yet.
His teeth drag along the shell of her ear, voice at a throaty whisper. Before he speaks, he flicks his tongue along the curve. ]
Don't you want my cock inside of you, 2B? Wouldn't it make everything feel better?
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It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter now that he can taste her breath, that he's tasted her tongue and her sweet arousal. Being a human has taken away plenty of capabilities he once had, but everything feels so much more sensitive and real. Silicon that once served as merely cosmetic qualities is now warm flesh filled with natural nerves. Every time he feels her grip his coat, the fabric caresses skin that seems all the more sensitive under this influence. It's incredible, addicting, and somehow far more satisfying when done by the hand of 2B.
Everyone else? With everyone else, it just felt so pointless. Required. 9S finds himself wanting them to lock themselves away in the bedroom, to make it a hideaway where they just devour each other relentlessly for hours. Days. He'd missed out on so much by making the wrong choices.
He feels her hand wrap around his need, just as his pants unceremoniously fall to his ankles. 9S exhales a soft, almost surprised sort of sound, just her grip alone bringing a promising rush through his entirety. His breath is hot along her neck, where he presses a smile to it at her question. ]
Hah... Just a, ah--
[ Her slit kisses his cock, hugs it, sticky and warm along the underside where his pulse throbs. He can't fuck her now, he can't let her cunt swallow him just yet. Not until he gets what he wants. The hands that finish the job don't pry him away yet, but instead greedily slide up her dress. Slow and steady, nails dragging along her belly. 9S softly whimpers against her neck, innocent and delicate despite his demeanor when those fingers pump at his length, thumb caressing the glans. White shocks of pleasure coursing through him before even stuffing himself inside of her. Something he hasn't ever felt during foreplay with others.
In fact, he hadn't really initiated foreplay with others. It was just business. Just a means to survive. With 2B? With 2B it's sport, it's a challenge.
It's making love. ]
--Just a hunch.
[ Hell, he may not be an android anymore. But he's still rather sure of himself despite that. With a slight roll of his hips, he lets the curve of his length drag along her slit, slow and torturous. She's moaned, and it struck a chord. He wants more of that, more of those sweet, girlish sounds.His hands make way to her breasts, tightly grabbing each one, squeezing. His nails scrape the skin, but don't seek to damage. Not yet.
His teeth drag along the shell of her ear, voice at a throaty whisper. Before he speaks, he flicks his tongue along the curve. ]
Don't you want my cock inside of you, 2B? Wouldn't it make everything feel better?
Just tell me, and I'll fuck you all you want.