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callmenines ([personal profile] callmenines) wrote2030-11-07 09:14 pm

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[personal profile] historyrepeating 2019-01-08 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
Of course he's only curious. The thought is almost enough to make her laugh when she recognizes the brightness in his eyes that only ever means he's found a new puzzle to solve and to think that it's her that's going to be caught in his laser focus...

"Sit up," she murmurs to him, lifting up just enough to help him move so that he can lean back against the pillows and she can stay straddling his waist. "It's not as deadly as self-destruction and it doesn't hurt."

But more importantly-

"Are you sure you want to touch me? I can do it myself."
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[personal profile] historyrepeating 2019-01-08 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
The way he asks her those questions, throws her own discomfort back in her face and then makes the demands he does only serves to convince her that he doesn't understand what it feels like to be the only one of them to make the changes she has. She'd done it immediately, she knows he doesn't approve.

Of course she assumes he'd be put off by her and it's one thing to say he isn't when the clothes are on still, another entirely to actively touch her.

"You weren't shy about how you felt about my choice," she tells him, voice a little icier again to match that look on his face as she takes hold of his hand. "And you don't get to be the one to tell me what I can and can't do."

What she does do is pull his hand between her legs, use her free hand to hook fingers in her leotard and pull it to the side so that when she presses his hand between her thighs he'll be met with bare skin. She's wet like a human against his fingers and her own, swollen in the way human women get when they're aroused. She guides his fingers against her, showing him where to touch and stroke.
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[personal profile] historyrepeating 2019-01-18 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
There's a distracting rushing in her ears, the sound of coolant being pumped too rapidly through her systems as 9S touches her on his own, of his own choice, because he wants to.

This has never felt like this. His fingers are warm and soft and her body is so yielding, so ready for him, and yet it feels like so much more. A deeper connection, something unbreakable and unmatchable, and if it weren't for his sudden spike of attitude she might be close to tears with the weight of what this means to her.

Her breathing is uneven and comes out in quick little bursts against his lips as she hovers over him, eyes half closed as she gazes down at him and tries to keep herself still while he explores, and finally what he's said makes it way past her overworked systems and registers.

And she smiles, soft and teasing against his mouth as she steals another kiss.

"If you want to stop and perform maintenance now..."