Suddenly, everything goes topsy tervy, bottoms up and he finds himself on the mattress of his bed. She's over him now, hovering, predatory in a way, and he can feel his pulse race, the sound of fluid pounding in his ears. He can't look away from her, can't help but feel a sudden rush of fear mixed with longing and desire. The last time they were in a position like this she had her hands around his throat, she'd squeezed the very life out of him and had snapped his neck, leaving him unable to vent hot air and ultimately dooming him to overheating within his core.
It's been building and building and building, ever since they met and met again. Every time 9S had to re-introduce himself to her and be left wondering why she was so cold, why she pushed him away. She's not pushing now though, and he can't help but squirm under her weight excitedly.
"You."
The answer comes easy, at least to the first question he's asked. It's simple and yet holds so much weight to it, so much baggage that still weighs down on them and probably will for some time. Nothing can be fixed overnight, especially when 2B is holding secrets from him he already knows. There's no magic salve that can smooth and soothe his frazzled nerves, the wired endings within him that spark and shock internally. There's no quick solution to his neurotic personality, the obsessive nature he was programmed with that's developed a fixation on the very android above him. It must run deep, he thinks, as she presses her weight against him, steels a kiss and vents hot air over his lips. For him to forget her over and over, for them to be trapped in such a charade and yet he still manages to fall for her, time and time again, there must be something fundamentally hard coded into him at his core. He'd read once that 9 and 2 personalities were drawn to one another, that they were compatible, yet volatile.
They're definitely words he'd use to describe the two of them, that's for sure.
"I don't know what makes me feel good."
He's honest too in his admission, but that doesn't stop him from reaching up to place his palms on her shoulders to squeeze. The look he gives her is one of pure curiosity, but there's a danger to it as well just beneath the surface. 9S had never been exactly stable - if his particular model had been he wouldn't be prone to so many pitfalls. He pushes his own insecurities aside though, just for a moment. Just for her.
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It's been building and building and building, ever since they met and met again. Every time 9S had to re-introduce himself to her and be left wondering why she was so cold, why she pushed him away. She's not pushing now though, and he can't help but squirm under her weight excitedly.
"You."
The answer comes easy, at least to the first question he's asked. It's simple and yet holds so much weight to it, so much baggage that still weighs down on them and probably will for some time. Nothing can be fixed overnight, especially when 2B is holding secrets from him he already knows. There's no magic salve that can smooth and soothe his frazzled nerves, the wired endings within him that spark and shock internally. There's no quick solution to his neurotic personality, the obsessive nature he was programmed with that's developed a fixation on the very android above him. It must run deep, he thinks, as she presses her weight against him, steels a kiss and vents hot air over his lips. For him to forget her over and over, for them to be trapped in such a charade and yet he still manages to fall for her, time and time again, there must be something fundamentally hard coded into him at his core. He'd read once that 9 and 2 personalities were drawn to one another, that they were compatible, yet volatile.
They're definitely words he'd use to describe the two of them, that's for sure.
"I don't know what makes me feel good."
He's honest too in his admission, but that doesn't stop him from reaching up to place his palms on her shoulders to squeeze. The look he gives her is one of pure curiosity, but there's a danger to it as well just beneath the surface. 9S had never been exactly stable - if his particular model had been he wouldn't be prone to so many pitfalls. He pushes his own insecurities aside though, just for a moment. Just for her.
It's always about her. It always has been.
"If you feel good I'll feel good."