Murder drones Smut bc I fucking can

You're an animal (V/Uzi)

Song: IN MY MOUTH - black dresses

V has wanted this for a while.

The intimate metal on metal contact, the dangerous emotions that could follow, the pure trust built upon a beautiful relationship, she's craved it.

So naturally, now, as she crawls onto the bed, over this small, yet beautiful work of art, her predatory programming and the sounds of N playing in the snow outside, a common pastime for him, fade away, and she's nervous, a bit shaky.

Uzi looks at her, her gaze full of uncharacteristic love and genuine affection, and she feels like she's going to explode.

She regrets her comment from when she'd seen Uzi running from the spire about a year or two ago. Yeah, she still wants to rearrange her guts, just in a different way.

She feels a tap on her shoulder. "You okay, V? We don't have to do this if you don't wa-" Uzi is cut off by a rough kiss, V's long, gray, tongue is pushing against her lips, begging for permission to explore her mouth. Gladly, Uzi parts her jaws, and V darts in, her tongue wrestling with Uzi's.

She gasps into V's mouth when the disassembly drone's knee finds itself tucked between her thighs, and groans when V rubs her knee against her sensitive cunt.

"V, robo-god-" V pulls her mouth away, smirking. She doesn't feel nervous anymore.

V's hands snake downward, playing with the edge of Uzi's boy shorts.

"You've gotta tell me if you want to go further, baby." She teases. Uzi whimpers. "Please, please..." V chuckles. "Please what?" She snarls, and Uzi can't help but heat up. "Please, make me feel good." V plants small kisses down Uzi's neck, then torso.

"Oh baby, I will."

V's tail wraps around Uzi's wrists, pinning them to the wall. "Is this okay?" She wants to be sure. Making Uzi uncomfortable is the exact opposite of her goal right now.

"Yes, yes V. Just please make me feel good!" Uzi's desperate now, and V's teasing and dominance is really doing something to her.

"Someone's in a rush." V chuckles, before pulling Uzi's clothes away. The smaller Drone is laid out on the bed under her, naked, save for her stockings.

Her hoodie and boy shorts are chucked away, landing in a pile on the floor, easily forgotten about. Once again, Uzi is pulled into a heated kiss. V's hand brings her chin up, and she sees the look on V's face.

"You look so pretty right now." V says, before continuing her earlier task of trailing kisses down Uzi's body. She's purposefully dragging this out, and Uzi's not very patient.

V's noticed her frustration, and she wants to make the most of it. She trails her hand over the area around Uzi's clit. She's not giving Uzi any pleasure or relief, just teasing her further.

"Please, V." And finally, V gives in to the desperate voice. She licks a long stripe over Uzi's cunt, eagerly lapping at Uzi's clit.

"V-" Uzi moans, shuddering. V puts her hand over Uzi's mouth. "Shush, we wouldn't want N to hear us, would we? Maybe if you aren't too loud, I'll give you a reward later." Uzi nods, and V takes away her hand from Uzi's mouth, instead prodding a finger at Uzi's entrance.

She experimentally pushes her finger inside, and Uzi bucks into the sudden feeling. V smirks at how she has Uzi so messy, and she's barely even started.

She explores the warmth, wondering how JcJenson made it so realistic. She felt a barrier a few inches in, realizing Uzi's hymen was in her way. "Baby, this is gonna hurt a little, okay?" Uzi nods a bit, and V pushes through. Uzi hisses a little, but after a little more rubbing, sounds of pain are replaced with noises of pleasure.

V licks Uzi's clit while she thrusts her fingers in and out of her wet pussy, and the stimulation is so much, the smaller Drone is becoming closer to orgasm.

"V, oh god," Her voice wobbles, and her legs begin to shake. "I'm close." She whispers.

Her breath is becoming quicker, pleasant gasps forcing themselves from her throat. She's bucking upwards, trying to take as much as she can. V moves her fingers away, licking them clean before intertwining then with Uzi's.

She begins to thrust her tongue into Uzi's cunt, and Uzi's legs close around V's head. She's trembling, visor flashing so many warnings that they're impossible to read.

"Cum for me, darling." And that's all it takes, and finally, V can taste the sweet liquid she's wanted from this drone for a long, long, time.

She crawls back up to Uzi's eye level, and while Uzi's riding her high, she nips at her neck, taking small bits of oil, and leaving marks of which humans would've called hickeys.

Uzi winced a bit, but her pleasure outweighed her pain, and eventually, she could think complete thoughts again.

"Mm, thanks V. Always knowing how to take care of me." Uzi was clearly happy with the results of their fun.

"Of course, little bite." V chuckled.

Uzi became annoyed. "Ugh, bite me!"

"Gladly, anytime you want." V crooned.

Uzi sat up, groaning from the pressure on her exhausted legs. She picked up a roll of electrical tape. "You bite, you fix."

V was careful not to hurt her as she licked the bite marks she had imprinted on the worker, them applying strips of the tape.

"Feel better, dear?" V murmured as she curled up next to the worker.

"Better than ever." Uzi said, as the pod door opened and closed.

"Guys? Uzi? V? Where are you two?" A voice questioned.

But they were both asleep.

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If you don't like this I don't fucking care. This looked better in my notes app what the fuck. Wattpad makes everything look shitty but i haven't gotten an invitation on ao3 yet so until then im keeping this up but when I get am invitation this is coming down and going on ao3.