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Scratching.
That’s what V had woken up to during some early part of the morning. She’d stayed up longer than she usually would, and really could’ve easily just gone back to bed and ignored whatever was causing the faint sound. She meant to, but her heightened senses couldn’t stop processing every little shift in the, now frankly irritating, echoing.
It was almost five in the morning, and even N didn’t get up this early so she knew it definitely wasn’t him. Rats and bugs did sometimes get into the vent systems, which is where the rustling sounded like it was coming from, but she found she much rather stay in bed than get up to investigate. It’d probably go away the moment she got out of bed anyway, so there was no point in wasting the energy.
…
The resolve to stay in bed didn’t take long to fade when whatever was in the vents seemed to stay put despite its scraping and restlessness. V almost had enough, though chose to roll onto her back rather than commit to solving the problem. She was just about to growl right where the grate was until she stopped dead in tracks, eyes focusing on what she was seeing a moment after.
Okay what the fuck?
Eyes. Purple and yellow ombré eyes were staring down at her from the vent’s open grate, something she definitely hadn’t done on her own. Were she not a disassembler she was almost confident she would’ve screamed from the shock, but she didn’t. She sat up from her bed instead, staring back at the restless form of the drone she knew those eyes belonged to.
“Uzi?” She started in a whispered voice, only to be shut up by the force of the other slamming into her.
The drone in question had launched herself from the vent using her wings and had collided right with V’s chest, causing her fans to stall and effectively knocking the wind out of her. Thankfully she hit her head on the pillow under her and not the wall, so she was still conscious and definitely awake enough to listen to the other’s sudden chittering and rambling.
“Where‘ve you been? You were gone for so long. N missed you too, but I didn’t want to wait for him to wake up.” Her visor was dusted in a bit of blush, but other than that she seemed fairly normal. Although, with how she was not-so subtly grinding her hips to take the edge off it was clear about what had happened while she was gone.
Damnit. V cursed herself for forgetting so early into the process that Uzi had started having cycles. For the most part they were easy to work around, but her trip outside the bunker had taken much longer than she expected due to a storm and had probably set something off within the other with it being so close to another one.
“There was a storm out where I was patrolling, forced me to hunker down for longer than I planned to. Nothing happened though, I’m fine. I just forgot to check on you before crashing.” Her voice was still a bit groggy despite being startled awake moments ago, battery only half charged.
Uzi didn’t seem too settled by the answer, pressing closer to V so she could look the other over carefully. The taller didn’t fight back, only leaning her head to the side while letting her worry. She ran her fingers through the ruffled hair under the worker’s beanie, offering a bit more reassurance as she finally nuzzled her face against her neck.
They stayed still like that only for a moment though, V’s systems once again being given an awakening shock as the solver drone’s teeth grazed her neck.
“S-Sorry. I tried sleeping it off with N up in the nest, kinda just made it worse though..” Uzi whined right against her audio receptors while continuing to hump her, rubbing her hatch just above V’s.
“I know, I know, can you wait a bit longer though?”
The ask was immediately met with a thick whine from her mate.
“Mmf, don’t make me wait, please. Wanna breed with you badly, need it.” Being asked to wait just made Uzi even more needy it seemed, her wings fluttering in discomfort.
V knew she was asking for quite a bit, especially with Uzi already being this touchy and nippy. There was still sort of an issue at hand though.
“I will, I just need to deal with-“
“Oh, don’t let me stop you.”
Lizzy.
The blonde’s voice went through the cold air like a gunshot, making both of them jump as their heads snapped to look at her. V hadn’t realized that she was awake, and Uzi seemed to not have realized she was even there by how she growled while bristling like they’d been walked in on by a stranger.
“Oh, can it will you? Don’t be mad at me just because I got to her first.” The blonde worker sassed while staring at the two of them, more specifically Uzi, with the most unimpressed look on face imaginable.
She had surprised V when she’d made her way out of the storm and back into the bunker. Her offer of “warming her back up” being another reason her battery was only half charged, and why she otherwise hadn’t indulged Uzi herself regardless.
The shock of the moment quickly faded into embarrassment for said drone, growling now just a muffled noise as she hid her face behind the other side of V’s neck.
“Aw, don’t tell me you’ve got stage fright? You were more than happy to hump her like a bitch in heat when you thought I was asleep.”
Uzi squirmed against her mate, and she could absolutely tell her blush was getting worse just listening to the words. V couldn’t think of anything to say though before Lizzy kept fanning the flame seeing the reaction.
“Oh you’re so into that aren’t you? God, you really are just like V.”
“Lizzy!” That got her to say something, quickly hissing towards her partner for exposing something so personal.
“What? It’s true and you know it. Didn’t think you’d be the type to kinkshame yourself."
“Do not pull that right now, this isn’t the time to be-“
“Oh, so are you saying you didn’t enjoy being my dog for me to fuck all I liked?”
The whine right next to V’s receptors stopped her from continuing the cat fight, surprised by Uzi’s incredibly physical response to the situation.
“…Are you into this?” She asked cautiously, curiosity getting the better of her as it tended to do.
She got the slightest of nods back in response, so small she would’ve missed it if she wasn’t so focused on her mate that she could even pick up on how she was breathing slightly harder now.
Lizzy clearly saw it too, that smug grin V had grown much too familiar with plastered on her face with pride.
“See, I told you. I know a whinny dog when I see one.”
“Lizzy..” The disassembler spoke warningly, a much more serious tone to her voice. This was certainly pushing the boundaries of anything she knew Uzi was okay with, and even if the blonde was her partner Uzi was too, and in a much more vulnerable state currently.
“Aw, don’t tell me I have to leave. That’d be so mean of you, at least let me get my shirt back on first.” The prep, despite all her sarcasm, knew when to back off. She’d meddled enough, and moved with genuine intention to get herself dressed when she caught the faintest of mumbles from the mess of a drone in V’s lap.
“If.. if you’re going to stay then you’re not allowed to touch me.”
Now it was her and V’s turn to look at Uzi, who’d further pressed herself against the latter while tucking her wings back into her chassis.
“Don’t- Don’t judge me! Her words are really hot..”
Lizzy snickered at that, forgoing getting dressed to scoot closer to the both of them.
“Is that your only request?”
After a moment of silence, Uzi pulled away from V to properly look at the cheerleader, although not quite in her eyes.
“..Don’t judge me for what you’re going to see. And don’t tell anyone else either-“
“Relax, I already know you’re more than just a little freaky. I saw you tear apart those campers, remember? Which, to be honest, was kinda hot.”
Uzi sputtered, more shocked than flustered though still buffering as Lizzy just giggled in her face. V, however, remained unsurprised at the behavior. She’d been witness to a fair share of Lizzy’s antics when she had something she wanted in her grasp, and it was only going to get worse from here. Not to say she wasn’t excited though, even if she didn’t dare show it yet.
“How about you undress her while I get something ready?”
She watched as the worker got off of the bed for real this time while speaking, kneeling so she could look under it. V knew instantly what she was looking for, though kept her mouth shut as she went through with the command while the other still felt up to being nice with asking.
Uzi wore an oversized t-shirt and some shorts along with her beanie, neither of which were tough to pull off with how pliant she was. All of her clothes, including her hat, were unceremoniously dumped off of the bed and onto the floor once they came off her. She wouldn’t be needing them for a while anyway. Although, her mate was quick to become restless again with the undressing.
Her grinding started back up against V while she kissed at her neck, needy chirps and chittering accenting her movements. The disassembler instead moved to kiss her directly, finally sating a bit of the overwhelming need by pressing her tongue into the other’s mouth. Both of them groaned at the feeling, though without the need for breath they kept going until they started overheating. Drool dripped from both corners of their mouths, and Uzi’s need came back like a flame that failed to be snuffed.
Her port clicked open in the haze, her mess of tentacles desperately rubbing themselves against V’s own port to try and further entice her. The other seemed just about ready to give into the temptation, only for her to immediately pull back hearing a soft ‘Tsk’ come from Lizzy’s mouth.
Uzi tried whining up at her in disappointment, though was also quickly shushed by the prep’s sudden tone shift.
“Jeeze, I look away for a couple minutes and you two act like you’re in heat. Which, I guess I can excuse for the freak, but really I expected more patience from you, V.”
“You try dealing with her like this.” The disassembler growled back, tail flicking with a level of protective annoyance Lizzy really only ever saw directed at herself.
“Mm, I could, but she’s not my dog. Not yet at least.” She snickered again while setting the box she’d grabbed from under the bed onto its covers.
“Mind turning her around for me?”
Uzi wasn’t given the time to process why she wasn’t just asked directly before V’s claws settled on her hips, easily moving her to face the worker with her back now pressed against her partner’s hull. She could finally see what Lizzy had grabbed with the new position, blushing hard at what she saw. The box had contained a strap on, one almost the same pink as her core, that was accented in a way that Uzi refused to call pretty by the black harness she was putting on. She moved with seemingly practiced efficiency, and the confidence of it made her feel all the more exposed with how her port was now on direct display.
“You’re not-“
“Don’t worry, this isn’t for you. I don’t touch bad dogs.”
Lizzy hadn’t even looked up at her while making the casual remark, yet it sent a wave of shudders down her metal spine. On instinct she wanted to sputter out that she was not a dog, and absolutely not a bad one at that, but she processed the implication quick enough to stop her from it.
“You thought I was joking when I said V enjoyed this too, didn’t you?” The cheerleader read her visor’s expression like a book, giggling to herself all the while.
“I mean, it is kinda hard to believe..”
The displeased huff her partner gave from behind her dispelled said suspicion without Lizzy having to say anything.
“I’m allowed to have… interests…” The disassembler visibly hesitated in completing the sentence even if defensive, something that was quick to be noticed.
“You know what happens when you get shy like this, V~ Just because someone else is here doesn’t mean I’m gonna go easy.”
Uzi watched in slight awe as her partner, someone who she’d never imagined could be topped, let alone like this, was suddenly blushing and glaring after being called out over getting shy.
Yet, she still didn’t do whatever it was that Lizzy clearly wanted. Instead keeping her defensive posture while holding onto Uzi like a beast would to a bone in its maw. That definitely wouldn’t stand, and the solver drone was admittedly curious as to what the worker had planned.
She hummed in thought before clearly getting an idea, placing the toy she had into the harness and starting to scoot herself back onto the bed. Only, instead of keeping her focus on V, Uzi suddenly found it placed on her. Lizzy had sat in between V’s bent legs, her strap placed right against the disassembler’s still closed hatch and incredibly close to her own open one. She found herself too distracted by it to notice how the other had leaned forward, now whispering against her audio receptors.
“Mind telling me exactly how firm you are about the no touching thing?”
A thick growl silenced any answer she could’ve given, V’s eyes glitching over with an X for just a moment that she could see in the reflection of Lizzy’s visor before turning straight back to her previously embarrassed expression. She wasn’t afraid in the slightest though, snapping right back without hesitation.
“Well maybe if you behaved more like a good dog I wouldn’t have to touch her, then.”
“Fine! It’s nice not having to top all the time. Is that good enough for you?”
“Mm, works for me. Thank you for being a good girl, both of you.”
Holy shit, Lizzy just used her as a fucking pawn didn’t she? Uzi couldn’t find it in her to be mad though, not when her senses were absolutely running haywire from both V’s protective reaction and the praise echoing in her head.
“Aw, is someone feeling a little needy? I guess you really are in heat, aren’t you?”
She snapped out of her thoughts realizing that she was grinding her port against the tip of Lizzy’s strap, whining when she forced herself to stop.
“S-Sorry,”
“That’s not an answer, Uzi.”
The solver drone froze at that, taking a moment to understand what the other wanted her to say. Yet, even after understanding she found that she couldn’t bring herself to say it. It was too embarrassing with the way Lizzy was staring so expectantly at her. All she could do was shut her eyes and nod while hoping it’d be enough.
But, of course, that was just wishful thinking.
“I guess since you’re clearly not that desperate you can wait a little longer while I work on getting V ready.”
She tried to backpedal, quickly opening her eyes and muttering a soft “Please” that would usually work on her partners, but it really had no effect on Lizzy. She was shushed with a quick disapproving click of her tongue and forced to be still by the sudden hold on her hips again from the drone behind her.
“Open your hatch for me, Honey. I wanna make sure you’re prepped enough.”
V seemed much more compliant now after the slight hazing, readily following through and letting her tentacle slip out of her port before pressing herself against her mate. It was utter torture for Uzi to be made to stay still as her partner, seemingly intetionally, rubbed back and forth against her. Lizzy had definitely noticed it too, but actively chose not to say anything while taking out the bottle of lubricant she’d kept in the box until now.
All Uzi could do was whine and struggle to rut her hips as she watched how Lizzy pressed two fingers into the squishy silicone material just underneath V’s tentacle. The disassembler gave a pleasure-filled groan from it, starting to buck her own hips into said touch. It became like a chain reaction almost, every stretch from the prep’s fingers made her mate buck, causing Uzi to whine pathetically at the bare minimum stimulation.
“Such a noisy puppy already.”
“I’m- Mmf, I’m not a dog..”
The mauve haired drone finally managed to force something other than whines and moans out of her mouth, although they were utterly unconvincing.
“Oh really now? You were content being a good girl earlier, and now you have a problem with it?”
“Yeah ‘cause you’re being such a-“ Uzi cut herself off with a staticky moan as V bucked her hips again, point now entirely lost.
“Oh if you think I’m being a dick now, you’re just lucky I can’t touch you. But V can, and I know how much she loves being good for me.”
The disassembler didn’t even have a chance to fight the words, writhing in half pleasure half torture from the way Lizzy was playing with her internals. She knew exactly where and when to press in order to get the other to jump and buck so that Uzi struggled to put together even a simple thought. Like some fucked up puppeteer, though she couldn’t deny the fact she enjoyed it regardless.
“Lizzy, I swear if you keep torturing us-“
It was V’s turn to break the silence now, although she could barely get a word or two out herself without hard breathing. It was enough to get the cheerleader to stop though, pulling her fingers from the larger drone so she could make sure her strap was also slick enough.
“Alright alright, you’ve been good enough to earn it. Be a good girl and fuck Uzi for me while I see if I can get you to crash again.”
“You did not make me crash.”
“Mm, I’m hearing that you don’t want your reward.”
V shut up as quickly as she started at the taunting, lifting her partner up and carefully positioning her over her tentacle as Lizzy did the same. They connected all at once like a string of lights, certainly feeling like a wave of electricity went through each of them. It was utter heaven for a moment before it quickly turned into hell without movement. The two drones more in charge picked separate paces to start out with, Lizzy going achingly slow while V cut to the chase with Uzi.
It was such a strange feeling, watching her girlfriend be put onto her back like this while fucking into her so readily, almost hungry even. She absolutely found it hot though, especially with how easy it seemed to be for Lizzy to do so. She knew what had happened to N the last time he tried topping her, and yet seeing it be done so effortlessly by a drone half his size, although she wasn’t much better, was amazing.
Hell, the fact that Uzi herself was being used like a prize for V to earn was even hotter. Her mate wanted her so bad and yet she still listened to the cheerleader despite all the temptation she’d done earlier. She waited, did as asked, and somehow was still the same snappy drone she’d grown fond of.
“There we go, my good dogs. Finally got it through your thick head that I’m the reason you feel good, huh?”
Lizzy clearly had been watching as Uzi became lost in her own head again, pleasure clouding her processors. This time she happily accepted how the other started dumbly nodding though, clearly amused by how quick she was to come apart.
“God you’re so easy, I didn’t even have to train you like I did with V. You just wanna be fucked till you have no thoughts in your head, not that you had many to begin with.”
She kept nodding along with whatever Lizzy was saying at this point, barely processing half of it in favor of focusing on just how full she was. Drool started leaking from the corners of her mouth as she laid her head back against V’s chest. Somewhere in her over-processed brain she realized this was exactly what said drone was talking about earlier, more or less. It felt amazing just being given the chance to lay back and not think, to be loved and teased and praised while being fucked into relentlessly. She didn’t even need to tell either of them to keep going, both too hungry for their own pleasure to even think about stopping.
In fact, she could tell Lizzy had started moving faster because V’s thrusting went from needy to full of small trembles. That gave her a can of worms for new thoughts, never having expected V of all drones to be into this. She always wondered what said drone saw in Lizzy, but with the current situation her curiosity had peaked several times over. She knew N was into this kind of thing, but somehow it was much hotter imagining the scenes these two definitely got up to.
Her body shuddered against her mate’s trembling frame, whining and panting in response to how the other started giving broken growls right next to her audio receptors. They were both getting close, but she could tell V was much farther along than she was with how swollen the base of her knot was. Every thrust Lizzy put into her rubbed against the base of it, like twisting the knife in a fresh wound over and over again.
Uzi did her best to press back against the short bucks V was giving her, desperate for her own release as it became more of a race to see if she’d be able to before she was knotted. Every hump of her hips forced pathetic noises from the both of them, only further egged on by Lizzy as she enjoyed the sight.
“C’mon V, don’t let her down now. Just look at how needy she is, don’t you wanna make her happy?” The worker could tell just the same as Uzi that the larger drone was enjoying this a bit too much for her own good.
V couldn’t even speak at this point, and really hadn’t been able for a while now. Reduced to basic groans or short growls as she was overwhelmed by both of her partners, it was a wonder she lasted even this long. The prep’s words only seemed to jinx it too, steam starting to pour from the disassembler’s mouth as she pushed herself to the limit of both her body and battery.
The latter is what truly did her in, swear after swear repeating from V until her whole body started shaking with the strain of electricity. Then, it was over like the violent cracking from an overused lightbulb, her visor suddenly overcome with bold text of “SYSTEM ERROR” as she slumped forward against Uzi’s desperate frame.
Her mate whined feeling how her partner went soft after crashing against her, so close yet so far from what she wanted. She hadn’t even been knotted, causing her more animalistic brain to swim with distressing signals and incomplete lines of code.
Lizzy was quick to notice this too, having come to a stop soon after V crashed and now found herself staring at the restless solver drone. Although, she wasn’t quite sure what exactly to do considering her state. After sitting for a moment just watching Uzi continue to whine and tremble, she tried reaching behind her so that the disassembler’s lifeless body wasn’t just pressing all of her weight into the other.
That was, at least according to Uzi’s reaction, decidedly not the optimal choice.
Said drone turned from mildly distressed to incredibly agitated in an instant seeing her move, wings fanning out from her casing to make herself seem much bigger as she snarled at Lizzy for trying to touch her mate. Her solver symbol flashed over her visor too, completing the look that reminded the cheerleader of the first time she’d ever seen Uzi like this. Only, she didn’t have an ounce of fear compared to then. She’d seen enough flashy behavior from V to know a bluff when she saw one.
“Oh calm down, I’m not going to hurt her. I just need to get her cleaned up so that she isn’t uncomfortable whenever she eventually reboots in who knows how long.”
Her hand moved from trying to reposition V to the box next to her, deciding to pull out some cleaning supplies while giving Uzi a second to get her shit back together.
She could tell, even without the other’s eyes being visible, that her every movement was being tracked. From her pulling out to taking off the harness so she could start cleaning the toy, Uzi watched her until she finally seemed to snap out of the little protective fit she’d worked herself into.
Lizzy, in turn, watched as her hair became even more mussied as she shook her head, finally getting rid of the symbol over her eyes.
“You gonna let me clean her up now?”
Her answer came in the form of a short huff before Uzi moved off of her partner to actually comply with the ask, although it was clear she wasn’t happy about it regardless. The blonde couldn’t care less about that right now though, moving her focus from the toy to V.
She did pay attention to how restless Uzi continued to be though, even after having a chance to relax from it. The longer she watched out of the corner of her eye, the more she realized that the drone really did need some relief from whatever was keeping her so worked up. And, with V out of commission for now, she quickly made up her mind over how exactly she wanted to offer it.
“You gonna keep pouting over there or are you gonna admit you’re still horny?”
The mauve haired drone immediately bristled at the callout, glaring with that same spitefulness she grew to expect from the other.
“Shut up! You don’t have a fucking clue what this is like.”
“No need to get all sensitive, I just wanted to know if you still had enough energy to do something about it.”
“You are not touching me, we’ve been over that.”
“And I’ve already told you, I don’t touch bad dogs.”
Before Uzi had the chance to snap at her again, Lizzy tossed the harness in her direction. She shut her mouth as quickly as it had opened after it landed directly in her lap, eyes nearly burning holes into its leather before staring back up at her.
“Well? Don’t tell me you don’t know how to use it, because I’m not going to believe you for a second.”
“I know how to use a harness! I’ve never actually tried to but-“
Uzi glared as she heard that stupid giggle Lizzy did whenever she was proven right, but it quickly faded into blush as she watched how the worker moved to lay right beside her. She heard the soft click of her port opening just after, and although she couldn’t bring herself to look, she could still smell how worked up she was. The realization that this wasn’t a joke, but a genuine offer finally hit her.
“Well? If you aren’t going to then I’m happy to just take care of myself,”
“…Give me a second.”
Those were the only words Uzi could force from her mouth as she fought through her scrambled brain to actually start moving. It was the tiniest bit humiliating being watched as she fumbled to put it on, her inexperience obvious compared to Lizzy’s practiced ease. Yet, the cheerleader for once kept her mouth shut. It made for the slightest soft moment between them that they’d shared in probably their entirety of knowing each other, and even though it wouldn’t be acknowledged it was still well appreciated.
As soon as she did actually get it into place, however, was when the peace that existed was taken out back and shot.
“Oh, if only you could look at yourself right now, pretty girl. You actually look great in something for once, go figure that it’s something of mine.”
Fuck that sent shudders down Uzi’s spine and through her core, the mix of praise and degradation causing her processors to stall once again. Lizzy was immediately annoyed by it however, and was quick to snap her out of her shock.
“I’m not gonna wait all day, Uzi.”
“Right- Um, sorry..”
It felt weird apologizing to the other while she was more level headed, but she forced herself not to think about it for too long as she carefully situated herself between the prep’s legs. What was even weirder was that she felt herself having to admit that the other was quite pretty like this as well. She’d never really looked at Lizzy in that way before, especially not without her clothes on, but she’d always known the girl was good looking at least for drone standards. Now that she was right in front of her though, literally handing her this opportunity, it seemed pointless to deny it.
It didn’t mean she’d ever say it out loud though, much like every other embarrassing thought she’d had during this. She just hoped that if she was lucky, this wouldn’t awaken anything in her afterwards, although that thought was already becoming laughable with how overwhelming the urge to start without warning became. She didn’t though, because she still had some restraint over her coded brain.
“Let me know if I do something wrong, yeah?”
“For someone who acted like such a horny mutt earlier I thought you’d fuck first and ask questions later.”
Uzi huffed at that, finally pushing her hips with as much control as she could muster so she didn’t go all in at once. Instantly she noticed how it created such a weird sensation, feeling the base of the toy grind against her tentacles as they gripped all around the harness’ leather. She couldn’t say she hated it though, not in the slightest from how sensitive she was. Her hips started rutting of their own accord to seek out more of it, not quite strong enough to be thrusting yet but still full of that same hungry motivation.
“Mm, there we go. Be a good dog and just show me what you can do already..”
The command was readily acted upon, Uzi’s needy grinding slowly bleeding into full, strong motions of her hips. She didn’t find a steady pace right away, too focused on the sense of power that seemed to flood her systems. Instead, her hips pushed and pulled of their own accord, causing Lizzy to squirm from the inconsistency. It made both of their processors buzz, pulling chittered thoughts and pings from the solver which echoed in the otherwise cold room.
She began to notice that, unlike whenever she mated with V or N, her solver saw the other more like prey than a partner. The way she was struggling under her, the girl’s body being slightly larger but not enough to be competition in terms of power, the way she smelled only faintly of her own mate… Even just thinking all of this on her own fueled her to go quicker with thrusting, enjoying the noises of struggle Lizzy produced.
The worker drone tried to grip the sheets above her head, only to have her hands pinned down by the fleshy claws of Uzi’s wings. Despite being smaller than her, the solver drone was still far stronger than she’d imagined. Much stronger than she could fight back against too, meaning she no longer had the choice in being able to move it seemed, and that really got the oil in her veins pumping.
“Hah~ You’re just a- s-stupid fucking dog now, aren’t you? Got what you wanted and-“
She was cut off by the absolutely guttural growl Uzi gave out, her visor completely overtaken by the solver’s symbol. Lizzy wasn’t even sure it was possible for a drone to make that sort of noise, feeling rattled to her core by it. Her systems now rightfully screamed about the potential danger, but she’d long thrown out any idea of self preservation even before this. She wanted to see what would happen, how far she could push not just Uzi but herself now too.
“You don’t- Fuck~ing s-scare me, brat.”
Sass filled the words she spat out, practically competing with the pleasure in her voice. The feral drone above her didn’t seem to be having it though, continuing to bare her ever-sharpening teeth into a snarl. Garbled pings also echoed from the girl’s mouth, but Lizzy didn’t have a fourth of the processing power to even attempt understanding what she was saying. She hated when V would do the exact same thing to her, hiding her words behind unintelligible chitters.
Somewhere in her lag-infested brain she realized this was probably another drone’s utter nightmare. Being pinned down while getting… tormented? Berated? Maybe taunted- in a language she didn’t and physically couldn’t understand by a drone who clearly was out of their mind. One who was snapping right at her, teeth just inches from her screen, having drool at the edges of her mouth, and twitching in every fiber of her being all to keep Lizzy right where she was underneath her. If she were any other worker drone, this would be death. The sickening moments of a predator playing with its food just before tearing their unlucky soul apart.
But she wasn’t any other worker drone, not just someone stupid enough to get close to an entangled pair absolutely willing to kill for each other, or even just someone brave enough to date one of them. She was both, and someone who was actively succeeding in getting exactly what she wanted too with how absolutely agitated yet compliant Uzi was being. It gave her a sense of utter self-satisfaction, a smugness she’d earned and made sure the other could see even as she forced her optics shut from the overwhelming sensation she got in return.
The solver seemed to absolutely hate the reaction, easily baited to push even harder again just like what the other wanted. It was beginning to get to the limit of what both of them could handle for input and output however, each drone now huffing and puffing through the effort. It was such an intoxicating thing to breathe in, no doubt made worse by how they could both taste the faint oil seeping into Lizzy’s steam from her internals being treated so roughly.
Her eyes shot open as she felt Uzi’s claws crunch through the plastic of her hands, sending a shooting pain through her that felt like an electrical fire in her core. The girl was grinning down at her through the solver’s mark on her visor, pushing and pushing against the drone beneath her. All of it combined forced pathetic swears and desperate screams from her mouth as she felt her orgasm be literally ripped through her mangled internals.
Lizzy squirmed and struggled and fought against Uzi all she could, not out of a want for it to stop but because she simply couldn’t control her body anymore. Every piece of her system filled her coded brain with the knowledge of being prey, of being weak, forcing her to shudder and cry out all while enjoying herself. Like a hunted animal giving its last and most desperate stand against the beast it had been caught by.
Uzi seemed all the more happy for it, eager to fight back against the worker as she neared her own peak. It caused her thrusts to become sloppy, but it didn’t prevent her from placing bite after bite into the blonde’s shoulders and neck. Each gave a delightfully sickening crunch or crack, drawing fresh oil still hot from being pumped by her prey’s scared heart. She pulled back to look at the mess she’d made of the other, and found herself readily admitting that it was beautiful.
The black liquid stained the sheets and pillows underneath Lizzy as it leaked out with every quick pace of her core, but she couldn’t find it in herself to say anything to try and stop the other. It was so god damn sexy seeing the solver drone turned absolutely feral over being given the chance to properly tear a drone to pieces. It was an even better sight when she realized Uzi had finally gotten what she wanted, accented by a desperate, almost guttural howling noise before she lunged with an open mouth back down onto her.
Her eyes shut close on instinct, something she cursed herself for as she wished she could’ve seen it before feeling the rush of pain that would come with it. Yet..
There was no pain. At least, not anything new. Her hands still ached, she still bled from her upper half, and her internals were absolutely wrecked, but she didn’t feel any sort of killing blow that she expected to happen. It took a moment for her to force her eyes back open again, fighting with the prey instinct the drone seemed to have drawn out of her, but when she was able to she became pleasantly surprised at what she saw.
V was holding Uzi by a section of skin at the base of her wings, almost like a scruff, which seemed to have prevented her from committing to the attack. The smaller drone was still struggling against the hold halfheartedly, though she couldn’t break free of it with how hard she was panting. Steam was absolutely pouring from her mouth due to the resistance, something Lizzy couldn’t help but think about wanting to breathe in despite the state she was in.
“I’m not letting her kill you, Lizzy.” V spoke pointedly, clearly having been quick to pick up whatever she saw as soon as she rebooted.
“Cockblock much?”
The prep grinned back smugly after her words, way too smug for her own good about actually living through the encounter. V almost seemed to contemplate whether to let Uzi go just to teach the girl a lesson because of it, though likely figured she was already in enough pain from the damage her mate had caused. Lizzy couldn’t help smiling to herself seeing it, knowing that V really did care about her despite the harsh act they both put up.
“Is she normally like this?” She spoke through weak attempts at catching her own breath, fully laying her head back into the ruined pillows.
V raised an eyebrow at that before realizing the worker was once again referring to Uzi. The drone in question had only just started to snap out of her haze, solver symbol blinking in and out of view with the low battery symbol.
“Sort’ve? She’s never tried to kill one of us though.”
“Lucky me.” Was Lizzy’s last response before her systems forced her into a safe boot to prevent any more damage. With how banged up she was, it was a wonder it didn’t occur sooner.
V found it incredibly fitting, if not slightly annoying though as it meant she would be left to clean up the both of them. That was only if she weren’t being honest with herself however. She had a lot of things she enjoyed that she would never admit to, and she was particularly quiet about how much she actually enjoyed getting to look after her partners in vulnerable moments like these. When they were counting on her to keep them safe, to help them in their time of need.
She doubted she’d ever admit to it, but she knew she didn’t need to. Not when she had partners like these.