DoomPet

Chapter 82

Samuel stretched out like a cat, rubbing his face in the hopes to remove the sleep from his eyes, but only feeling the cold steel and glass of his singular blue optic. He left his hands on his face for a bit, peeking out at Elena's bedroom through his fingers.

He had basically moved in with her, not officially of course because it was dumb to do so when they were going to be leaving for missions again so soon, but he had left a small vial of oil in her nightstand to lubricant his joints. He assumed that was basically his equivalent of leaving a toothbrush at your lover's house.

He removed his hands from his faceplate and rolled over, "Hello my love." He purred out and laid his head on her chest, running his fingers down the side of her body, feeling every rib.

She was sitting against the headboard looking at her phone. She patted the man's smooth head, and massaged the metal. "It looks like we have a problem, Sam."

He was up in an instant, peeking at her phone screen, expecting to see a horrific monster or hellish creature. Instead, it was a photo of them from last night after they had dropped the Slayer and marauder off and went to dinner. A bold flashy title read, "SAMUEL, THE WHORE, ATTEMPTING TO SEDUCE ELENA RICHARDSON?"

She backed out of the article to show him the search results for Elena Richardson and Samuel Hayden which was just a flood of news articles showing photos of them laughing and enjoying last night together. Whether they wanted it or not, they were officially out to the world as a couple.

"Oh shit." His hands went back to his face and neck, playing with his wires closest to the surface. "What do we do?"

"Well, we should probably cancel our reservation for the Golden Keel tonight, but we knew this would eventually happen soon." She gave him a slightly apologetic look. "We have been pretty clingy in public."

The dawning realization of that horrified Samuel, like he was some depraved horny beast. The embarrassment made him want to cry. "Oh Christ! Are you going to lose your job? Have I messed everything up again?"

"Honestly they aren't saying anything bad about me really, mostly just saying you're a slut." She shut her phone off and set it on the bed. "I'll send out an email to some of the ARC departments; they won't really care that much."

Samuel couldn't believe how calm Elena was, "Are you positive?"

She grabbed his head, kissing him. "Relax, my dear. It's a nice day. We could watch movies and relax while we wait for this to all blow over."

He tried to relax but he failed after about ten milliseconds, he leaned his face on her hand, "I'm an outcast chairman of the UAC, not to mention I've made some horrific decisions regarding the Slayer and that damned Crucible I had him retrieve. Trying to get into the pants of an ARC higher up doesn't look very good."

She pulled up one of the articles and handed her phone to him, "Look."

He began reading the article aloud, starting with its title, "Depraved robot abomination with a hard on for power-"

She scrolled down to the photo of them together, "Ignore that, really look."

He struggled to get the article title out of his mind, but he looked at the photos of them together. It must have been around the time they got dessert because their wine glasses were running frightfully low. Elena was midlaugh which would look stupid on anyone else, but Samuel thought it looked beautiful on her, both at the time and now. In the photos he had his elbows on the table, his hands propping his head up, and just sat there admiring her as she talked.

Elena touched his shoulder and kissed the side of his face, "We look adorable, specifically you. The camera didn't get my good side." She smiled as she joked, but gently touched the scars of her face. She scrolled down a little more and clicked the comments, looking to face Samuel as he read them.