Murder Drones Stories/Oneshots

Pink and Red are Colours of Love (Lizzy/Doll smut)

Requested by @Hazbinandhelluva
Takes place after episode three
Very different from my usual writing stuff.
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Lizzy tapped her pencil on the desk, biting her lip. Robo-jesus it had been such a long school day. She was surprised her parents sent her to school today at all after the shit she pulled at prom. She called V hot out loud. Now the whole school knew she was lesbian- or they at least had their suspicions. Lizzy was worried her sexual orientation would ruin her reputation, but it was well-received surprisingly.

She still couldn't believe she said V was hotter than her childhood crush. She'd liked Doll for ages! Of course she'd bonded with V a bit over time, but hadn't she always known V would turn on them and use them? But... she didn't.

Everything was so confusing.

And what wasn't helping was that she was supposed to be focusing on class. Doll had been gone for almost a week now, and she was super worried. She would give so much just to have a weirdly comforting night at Doll's house away from her parents' yelling like old times.

She could easily imagine it. Soft glow from a movie being projected onto the wall out of a portable device hooked up to a contraption doll made, and there'd be a soft tone to it all. Doll would be sitting with her legs crossed, watching the movie intently; Lizzy leaning back on her arms, tilting slightly towards Doll. Then, sleep would come after her and her arms would slip and she'd end up in Doll's lap where she'd immediately jolt awake to see Doll staring down at her.

Lizzy imagined herself apologising and trying to move away, only for Doll to grab her and pull her into a kiss. Doll's hand snaked under her shirt and Lizzy felt herself get pushed to the floor in the situation, breathing heavily in reality and the scenario.

"Lizzy, are you okay?" The teacher spoke with an odd concern that snapped Lizzy out of her trance. Lizzy jolted upright, frantically scanning the classroom to find that class had ended and everyone had gone home.

"Uh, yeah! Mhm!" Lizzy blurted, jumping from her seat and gathering her things.

"Do you need to see the nurse or something? You're looking a little overheated, so you might wanna get that checked o-" The teacher was cut off by Lizzy running out of the classroom.

Well, this was unfortunate. The teacher had seen her rush out of the classroom and now she had a... problem. Lizzy ran through the halls, metallic footsteps clanging hurriedly to get to her living quarters.

She swiped her card and unlocked the main door, rushing to her room and noticing her parents weren't home. They were probably out discussing stuff with the WDF. Well, that was good for her. That meant there might be time for her to catch some relief.

Lizzy sighed shakily, flopping onto her bed and groaning in frustration. Her whole body was shaking and she couldn't believe what she imagined earlier. Lizzy rolled onto her back, closing her eyes and willing the imaginary situation to come back to her.

Lizzy hated thinking of herself as a bottom. She always thought she was a powerful top and loved being perceived as such, but then her thoughts and inner workings really just wanted to be underneath Doll. Just something about Doll made her want to drop everything, including her clothes.

Lizzy squirmed, imagining Doll pinning her to the bed and straddling her. Doll nipped along Lizzy's collarbone in her mind, marking reminders of the night into Lizzy's skin. Lizzy whined, pulling the blankets over her and dipping a hand underneath her skirt to squeeze her thighs.

Now Doll was sucking at her neck, enticing Lizzy to move her hand to her cunt in unsteady circles. Lizzy's breathing was heavy, letting her mind run free to imagine her deepest desires... which were Doll.