She was itchy to light up another smoke; it was a habit born out of anxiety when she had nothing to do but wait. But he didn’t take long this go. More text was popping up, much to her delight. How cerebral you are…
>As all brains should be.
>It would certainly broaden my someone-to-fuck options.
>And the quality.
It wasn’t quite agreeing with him, but more of a general statement with a few added personal details she couldn’t help but slip in. But damnit... it was hard not to fire off something more sensual; something like, ‘Is that code-lingo for your cock? Because I’d love a nibble. Or five.’ More like her and less restrained.
Stop being twitchy, she chastised—as if it would work.
>You think? Definitely ropey, that idea.
>You’re deviating—rambling.
>Do your ladies also find that sexy?
She did.
Hm… that was a touch difficult to answer. Was she a people? A person? She was biting her lip again as she hopped up on a crumble of debris and prance-jumped from one ‘mountain’ to another like some kind of fairy queen in red leather instead of sheer satin.
>I think I am.
>Kind of.
>Got a heartbeat, at least.
>Ha.
It wasn’t enough to really give him the answer he probably wanted, but it would be enough for now. Did he think she was pure machine? Some kind of living and breathing code wading the wires and poking at him? He had to know she wasn’t, not after she’d saved him some serious issues that first time months ago. His people hadn’t seen her, but she had been real—doing something beyond cleaning up the circuits. But, yeah, there were ways around that too. Bots and other creatures with grasping hands and things to do dirty work.
>Is it? How many do you think I should have?
…Kinda flirting again?
>True.
>I guess that makes me less than noble.
>I’d rather dance on the edge, rhythm in my skull, trying not to fall.
>Getting high on endorphins—on how it unfolds.
>Do you like to dance?
Not too flirty. Hopefully.
She stopped walking when she came to a square platform covered in a metal top. Deciding to pop a squat—as she was thoroughly engaged enough for keep out of trouble—she pondered his comment about ‘being fair’. Rage couldn’t say she really played fair, but she did place her own restrictions. It wasn’t as much fun if there wasn’t a challenge involved. Fate, thankfully, posed his own challenges.
She fell back on the flat metal top, laughing again as his text appeared on her screen. Her black leather vest top rode up in the process, revealing a little white tummy without a belly button. Her eyes shut with mirth and she grinned all the more.
>It’s not.
>I know what I’m doing.
>And if you can’t get rid of it.
>You could always ask nicely.
She was about fire off more text when he did something totally unexpected. Something had her heart skipping a beat and her insides turning to absolute mush—molten metal, hot, gooey mush. Had she not been lying down she would have just barely been able to catch her own footing.
And he just kept talking—ABOUT HER.
“Bloody flyin’ fuck,” she groaned even after he shot off an irritated fuck at his own mistake. She didn’t even laugh, too busy trying to calm her dirty nympho tendencies—trying not to blow the whole thing by just opening up an audio channel and asking him if he wanted to have ‘phone sex’. Or hell, hook up to a line with her and just have a go at in a virtual world. At least until she could convince him to let her drop in, or have him drop in on her.
Dangerous thoughts, but unavoidable. She liked riding her adrenaline junkie edge coated in sex, sin, and sometimes explosions.
Her fingers twitched and she stopped short from just fingering herself while listening to a loop of his voice. Maybe later. Maybe when she wasn’t busy flirting-not-flirting with him. Still, she sighed as he legs squeezed together.
>More?
—she couldn’t help but ask, secretly wanting more of his voice saying shit without a valve or filter. About her. About things he could do to her. Anywhere.
>As all brains should be.
>It would certainly broaden my someone-to-fuck options.
>And the quality.
It wasn’t quite agreeing with him, but more of a general statement with a few added personal details she couldn’t help but slip in. But damnit... it was hard not to fire off something more sensual; something like, ‘Is that code-lingo for your cock? Because I’d love a nibble. Or five.’ More like her and less restrained.
Stop being twitchy, she chastised—as if it would work.
>You think? Definitely ropey, that idea.
>You’re deviating—rambling.
>Do your ladies also find that sexy?
She did.
Hm… that was a touch difficult to answer. Was she a people? A person? She was biting her lip again as she hopped up on a crumble of debris and prance-jumped from one ‘mountain’ to another like some kind of fairy queen in red leather instead of sheer satin.
>I think I am.
>Kind of.
>Got a heartbeat, at least.
>Ha.
It wasn’t enough to really give him the answer he probably wanted, but it would be enough for now. Did he think she was pure machine? Some kind of living and breathing code wading the wires and poking at him? He had to know she wasn’t, not after she’d saved him some serious issues that first time months ago. His people hadn’t seen her, but she had been real—doing something beyond cleaning up the circuits. But, yeah, there were ways around that too. Bots and other creatures with grasping hands and things to do dirty work.
>Is it? How many do you think I should have?
…Kinda flirting again?
>True.
>I guess that makes me less than noble.
>I’d rather dance on the edge, rhythm in my skull, trying not to fall.
>Getting high on endorphins—on how it unfolds.
>Do you like to dance?
Not too flirty. Hopefully.
She stopped walking when she came to a square platform covered in a metal top. Deciding to pop a squat—as she was thoroughly engaged enough for keep out of trouble—she pondered his comment about ‘being fair’. Rage couldn’t say she really played fair, but she did place her own restrictions. It wasn’t as much fun if there wasn’t a challenge involved. Fate, thankfully, posed his own challenges.
She fell back on the flat metal top, laughing again as his text appeared on her screen. Her black leather vest top rode up in the process, revealing a little white tummy without a belly button. Her eyes shut with mirth and she grinned all the more.
>It’s not.
>I know what I’m doing.
>And if you can’t get rid of it.
>You could always ask nicely.
She was about fire off more text when he did something totally unexpected. Something had her heart skipping a beat and her insides turning to absolute mush—molten metal, hot, gooey mush. Had she not been lying down she would have just barely been able to catch her own footing.
And he just kept talking—ABOUT HER.
“Bloody flyin’ fuck,” she groaned even after he shot off an irritated fuck at his own mistake. She didn’t even laugh, too busy trying to calm her dirty nympho tendencies—trying not to blow the whole thing by just opening up an audio channel and asking him if he wanted to have ‘phone sex’. Or hell, hook up to a line with her and just have a go at in a virtual world. At least until she could convince him to let her drop in, or have him drop in on her.
Dangerous thoughts, but unavoidable. She liked riding her adrenaline junkie edge coated in sex, sin, and sometimes explosions.
Her fingers twitched and she stopped short from just fingering herself while listening to a loop of his voice. Maybe later. Maybe when she wasn’t busy flirting-not-flirting with him. Still, she sighed as he legs squeezed together.
>More?
—she couldn’t help but ask, secretly wanting more of his voice saying shit without a valve or filter. About her. About things he could do to her. Anywhere.
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