"Yeah well you tell me what to do all the time. I figure it's only fair I get a turn once in awhile."
Ah, he's being lippy. Mouthy. It's insubordination. He'd get in trouble with Command if he kept it up, talking like this. But there's no Command. No Operators. No YoRHa. Just him, 2B and A2 - three misfit androids who all have their own issues and problems and demons they're trying to hide and suppress. No, he wasn't shy about how he felt about her choice, but it was never about being disgusted with her. No, there was so much more to it.
She takes his hand and he lets her guide his fingers down between her legs, the strip of fabric of her leotard being pushed away so he can feel what she's done to herself. It feels no different to other women he's been with, which is impressive, he'll admit that much, and while his face is red and she's warm and wet against him, he's still mouthy enough to tell her what he's been trying to articulate all along.
"...I was scared, okay? You're my partner, we're supposed to have each other's backs and you went off and got unauthorized modifications - just like that. It was incredibly risky and you still haven't let me do proper maintenance on you since. Of course I was going to be upset. Anyone would be."
As a Scanner assigned to her, her well-being is his top priority - he doesn't make the rules. Determined not to be fully lead he deliberately pushes his middle finger further back against her, pressing the pad of it against her entrance. He won't push inside though. He's not that crazy, even though he's itching for control now that it's been taken away from him.
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Ah, he's being lippy. Mouthy. It's insubordination. He'd get in trouble with Command if he kept it up, talking like this. But there's no Command. No Operators. No YoRHa. Just him, 2B and A2 - three misfit androids who all have their own issues and problems and demons they're trying to hide and suppress. No, he wasn't shy about how he felt about her choice, but it was never about being disgusted with her. No, there was so much more to it.
She takes his hand and he lets her guide his fingers down between her legs, the strip of fabric of her leotard being pushed away so he can feel what she's done to herself. It feels no different to other women he's been with, which is impressive, he'll admit that much, and while his face is red and she's warm and wet against him, he's still mouthy enough to tell her what he's been trying to articulate all along.
"...I was scared, okay? You're my partner, we're supposed to have each other's backs and you went off and got unauthorized modifications - just like that. It was incredibly risky and you still haven't let me do proper maintenance on you since. Of course I was going to be upset. Anyone would be."
As a Scanner assigned to her, her well-being is his top priority - he doesn't make the rules. Determined not to be fully lead he deliberately pushes his middle finger further back against her, pressing the pad of it against her entrance. He won't push inside though. He's not that crazy, even though he's itching for control now that it's been taken away from him.