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Much better than a play (Uzi/V/N Smut)

credits to: SynergisticLiabilty

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.
Uzi was still facing N as she sat in V's lap, and was extremely embarrassed by his amused expression. "S-shut up." She blurted, crossing her arms and glaring at N.
V's face was suddenly in the crook of her neck, her breath warm and ticklish against Uzi's metal. "You're giving orders like real royalty now, huh?" She teased. "I don't think your subjects want to listen though."
Uzi's breath hitched when one of V's hands grabbed her shoulder and the other slipped under her hoodie. N's visor lit up with a blush, likely not knowing what to do in this situation.
"Are you okay with this?" V hummed against Uzi's neck as she spoke, driving Uzi insane with the contact.
"Yes." Uzi answered, a little too eagerly, and cursed herself for it.
V inhaled. "Good. Tell me if something we do is too much, and we'll stop." Uzi didn't have time to question what that could mean before V's fangs scraped against her neck. Uzi guessed V was really getting into the script of the play, but taking her own creative spin on it. Uzi liked V's creative spin.
V pulled away from her neck, seeming to mouth something at N who pointed at himself with a questioning look. Uzi watched N's eyes widen with curiosity, wondering what that was about. Then, wonder no more, N cautiously laid down in front of Uzi.
They were positioned so that V was leaning against the arm of couch with Uzi sitting in her lap and N laying down between her legs.
"You're still a good oil can, even without the dress. Such a good princess for us." V purred against Uzi's neck, making her shiver. She was gonna kill Thad later for that stupid book. She hated that she enjoyed this.
Uzi squeaked as V's hand slid beneath her bra, but her processor changed focus again when V's tongue was against her neck. It felt like all words were gone from her head, and that there was only V and N touching her.
Uzi yelped when N grabbed her thighs, surprised at how sensitive she was to the touch of her partners. Uzi reached out and grabbed N's head without thinking about what she was doing, too enveloped in the feelings being touched gave her.
V's hand drew circles on her chest and lightly scratched at the metal while she licked and nipped Uzi's neck. N kissed along Uzi's thighs where they were visible, working his way up until he was met with her hoodie.
N unzipped the hoodie, V helping to pull it off of her. "Uzi, you good?" N stopped to ask.
"Yes, b-bite me." She attempted to keep up her edgy personality, but was much too overwhelmed with her emotions to do so properly.
V unclasped her bra and N tossed it away, V quickly settling Uzi back on her lap. V bit into Uzi's neck, slowly draining oil before licking over the spot to heal it and kissing the mark. Uzi thrashed, wishing V would do it again. She'd never felt anything like that before, and she needed more.
N bit into her thigh, draining oil and she would've grabbed his head again but V held her wrists this time. The lack of power was horribly pleasurable, and she would never admit that.
N released her thigh, healing the wound and kissing it. Uzi's breathing was heavy and she pulled against V's grip, trying to push N back to what he was doing. It was really frustrating that she couldn't get the feeling back, and she was almost ready to beg for it.
N and V had another silent conversation that ended in N taking off Uzi's boy shorts this time and discarding them in her pile of clothes. Uzi shut her eyes tight when N pushed her thighs apart, his face so close to where she wanted it to be.
A tap under her chin and she opened her eyes, glaring at the neon yellow tail. "You're going to watch as N does this, do you understand?" V growled, biting Uzi's neck.
"Yes." Uzi breathed, her chest rising and falling heavily.
"Good. Such an obedient princess." V purred, releasing Uzi's neck before dragging her tongue over the bite and smearing oil all over Uzi's neck. Uzi shivered, whimpering at the nickname.
"We love you, Uzi." N added, very clearly nervous. Uzi smiled softly at her boyfriend.
"I love you both t-" Uzi's response was cut off as V's hand dropped from drawing patterns on her chest to her cunt. Uzi threw her head back and whined, V's fingers ghosting above her clit after brushing over the sensitive area.
V's fingers circled Uzi's clit again and Uzi couldn't help but cry out random pleas for more. The touch dipped down, collecting a wet substance before roughly rubbing against her clit and disappearing completely.
V's stuck her wet fingers in Uzi's open mouth, and Uzi liked them clean. "Good girl, Uzi." V praised and Uzi felt a spark of heat.
N licked Uzi's inner thighs and nipped the metal there, watching Uzi squirm. Uzi's hands were still held captive by V, and the power difference got to her head in a fuzzy desperate plea for more touch.
N finally got to the point, his tongue brushing against her cunt. V returned to sucking at her neck, the feeling of teeth against her neck making her shiver. Every thought of hers was a different way of begging for more of the hot pleasure and ecstasy that was the feeling of her partners touching her like this.
Uzi's hands gripped at the air, spinning in a mindless void of pleasure. V's mouth released from her neck, fangs scraping the metal. "Good little princess. Keep going for us, okay?"
Uzi nodded, she was so close. Her whole body was shaking with the pure amount of stimulation she was receiving. The build up was almost there, and she knew it would feel amazing.
Then, N moved his mouth. He completely stopped and the pleasure ebbed away to a dull throb. "No..." She whined, blindly grabbing at the air and squeezing her eyes shut.
Then it was back, but faster than before. Uzi's back arched and she cried out, feeling high on the touch she was receiving. So close, again, to reaching her full on pleasure high.
When it happened, V bit down hard on her neck and sucked oil. N just continued to lick away and make a mess of her as she squirmed and whined. It was humiliating.
N stopped, getting off of the couch. V slid out from beneath her as well and her head thumped against the couch. Uzi lay panting, sprawled out and coming down from the overbearing pleasure.
Uzi opened her eyes and saw N unbuckling his coat while V had already unzipped her jacket and was folding it up. Uzi covered her face with her hands and squeezed her wet thighs together. Robo-jesus these two would be the death of her.
V climbed onto Uzi's chest, N still struggling to undo his belt buckle. V shuddered, biting her lip. Without thinking too much, Uzi grabbed V's hips and pulled her forward towards her mouth. V was light enough to stumble forward on her knees, cunt above Uzi's mouth.
"Please, let me?" Uzi begged. Without a response, V lowered onto her face with a grunt. V was really wet, and Uzi liked how soft her girlfriend's thighs were as she dug her fingers into them and guided her to move against Uzi's tongue.
"You're such a fucking good girl, Uzi." V bent over, grasping the couch arm and grinding against Uzi's face. Uzi hummed in appreciation to the praise, focusing on moving her tongue to please her partner.
N was back on the couch now and Uzi tapped V's thighs twice, to which she moved off of Uzi's mouth with a grumble. "Fuck me." Uzi growled, determination in her eyes. N's tail stood straight up, and he nodded.
V wasted no time in dropping back on Uzi's face, so Uzi kept doing her job. Uzi noted that N had listened when she felt his dick slide into her. She was plenty wet to the point it didn't hurt and enjoyed the sigh N gave her.
V's motions were getting less coordinated, meaning she was close. Uzi focused more on trying to hit the right spots with her tongue, wanting the experience to be the best she could give for her partners.
"K-keep doing that." V's voice glitched. Uzi listened, but it was hard to focus with N now rutting into her and whimpering loudly.
"Oh f-fuck." V exhaled, her thighs trembling and squeezing Uzi's head. Uzi kept doing her job regardless, but slower now. She had achieved her goal in pleasing V, and licked up her reward.
V pulled herself off of Uzi and sprawled face down on the floor. "Fuck that was amazing." She complimented into the floor, her voice muffled.
N panted, his hips sputtering and he pulled himself put of Uzi to come on her stomach. "Sorry, sorry." He frantically aplogised. Uzi flashed him a thumbs up, too tired to actually say anything.
"I think we can all agree this was better than the play." V laughed, rolling onto her back. "But I still wanna see you in a white dress. You'd look good."
"Bite me." Uzi huffed, still trying to catch her breath.
"I think we just did that." N pointed out.
Uzi sighed happily. Maybe she wouldn't kill Thad for that stupid book.