Murder Drones Stories/Oneshots

Much Better Than a Play (Uzi/V/N smut)

Requested by Furryknightking on Ao3
Takes place after episode 3 as if everything were magically chill now. V and Uzi and N have an established relationship for this oneshot.
I chugged a C4 and wrote this at midnight, so it's kinda shitty ngl
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Uzi glared at the stupid book Thad had given her, bright purple blush lines at the corners of her visor. She had received a script for a play as a gift from Thad because she let it slip that she wanted to try out theatre.

But she got... this instead.

The script had her character becoming an oil sacrifice in a pretty white dress to two disassembly drones. Sounded familiar. The stupid playwrights in the colony weren't very inspired, and that resulted in whatever the hell kind of content this was.

V seemed pretty excited, but Uzi wasn't happy with this development. She hated dresses. It was embarrassing to wear them, and it was uncomfortable. An interesting torture device.

And that was how she got into this predicament. She found herself flipping through the pages of script, imagining what it would be like if she were to live in the main character's life- but applied to hers.

It wasn't hard for Uzi to imagine being an oil sacrifice, as she already let N and V drink her oil all the time, but the way the act was written was just so... enticing.

After Uzi imagined herself as the sacrifice, she thought of how she'd feel if she were a disassembly drone and received one of her partners in white sacrificial clothing and were to drink their oil. It sounded pretty good, if Uzi were to be honest. She could definitely see the appeal of the action.

And then she got caught flipping through the pages.

"Heh... Didn't think you'd be into it." V teased, and Uzi slammed the book shut. She jolted out of her seat, holding the book behind her back and sweating.

"Be into what?" She laughed nervously.

"You know what I'm talking about. Don't try to deny it, Doorman." V examined her claws before pinning Uzi against the wall with a crazed smile. V grabbed Uzi's chin with her other hand, tilting her head up. "I can make your dreams reality, princess. I can find a nice white dress for you and-"

Uzi coughed loudly, trying to cover up the fact she felt like she was overheating. She shoved V's face away with the palm of her hand. "SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP!"

V licked Uzi's palm, making Uzi's hand jerk back to her side and V giggle. "You're flustered."

"Bite me!" Uzi snapped, hating how right V was. She then realised she made a huge mistake in her word choice. V's smirk was obnoxious and she wanted to kiss it away

"You're more into this than I thought." V laughed.

Uzi stormed off, fairly pissed at V. She found N, working on building something out of trinkets. She grabbed his waist from behind and smothered her face in his coat, loving the secure feeling that came from his tail wrapping around her waist.

"What'd she do now?" N sighed, an airy tone noticeable in his voice. He was teasing her. Uzi squeezed his waist tighter, shaking her head. She didn't wanna tell him.

N turned around, pulling Uzi into a hug and scooping her off the ground. "C'mon." He laughed, carrying her to the couch they had in the spire and flopping onto his back.

Uzi groaned into his chest, still extremely flustered. She grabbed onto his coat and snuggled him closer. He was warm and safe and his face was right by her neck and he could bite her at any moment and-

"She must've really done something this time. Your core temperature is super high." N patted Uzi's head in concern.

"There's my princess." V purred, sliding onto the couch and pulling Uzi onto her lap.