The Remedy for Pesky Impulses [Al-an/Robin Ayou NFSW]

OOPS #1

ROBIN:

At first there was fury...

Perhaps had Robin acted faster she may have succeeded in plunging the other plasma blade in as well, but realistically speaking, there really was no winning in her situation, not against an alien's superior reflexes and strength stealth was all she had and that went out the window the moment that bastard decided to snoop in her head, hell Robin was more than surprised she managed to catch him off guard long enough to draw blood at all before he retaliated with brute force..

Served the bastard right for underestimating her, she doubted he would do so again.

But now...

Now things were getting confusing...very confusing and not in a way the synthetic appreciated at all, unfortunately Robin was about to find out just how upside down things could get when you're running high emotions..

And it only stung worse knowing she really had no one to blame for her future actions but her own damn self...

Moments ticked by, Robin could feel her heart slamming in her chest, the ache of the tight metal claw crushing her wrist, pinning it and the sizzling plasma blade gripped in it to the table, it hurt like hell as did the rest of her bruised body that was slammed violently into the steel surface, but indignant fury blinded the synthetic to the brunt of her bodies distress.

"There is no logic in fighting any further, you will not succeed." Al-an hissed, the sound of his artificially calm voice back her blood boil.

Even so It was true, there was no use in struggling yet she had done so defiantly, fighting futilly against the claw gripping the back of her neck, anger and adrenaline only resulting in exhaustion and perhaps more heat, everything was oddly hot and through the haze adrenaline Robin felt something else besides pain and anger coil under her skin...

Too quickly violent frustration bled into something far more confusing, anger and adrenaline twisting insidiously into what Robin could only later describe as a sense of twisted excitement..

Excitement her nemesis seemed to feel as well, his guttural pained wheezing flittering into what seemed like a deep purr as he studied her pinned form against the terminal, did he feel it too..?

That disgusting instinctual pull, the animalistic want, mindless and incomprehensible...

"You are experiencing desire.."

"Don't tell me what I'm feeling!"

"Do not panic, it is natural for many species to experience such impulsive urges... even my own.." There was an edge, an offer...one that terrified the woman so much do, that the confused and ..maybe flustard synthetic blurted out the guilty impulse that had been haunting her, needling under her skin, burning her veins anytime she lingered in this bastard's presence too long.

"And..? What is your point?! That we should just fuck here?!" She tries and fails beautifully at sounding incredulous, instead she sounds out of breath and..oh god.

"There would be no repercussions of such engagement, why shouldn't we..?." Al-an reasoned bluntly.

"..." An offer, one she could have declined, should have declined...but foolishly did not, later Robin will find she wasn't wrong wishing that she had..