my fav murder drone fanfics!!

One Thing Leads To Another (Uzi x N smut)

creditd to: SynergisticLiabilty
Uzi could never be sure if she would be safe. She had just found out the disassembly drones were more than murderous robots; in fact, they seemed that they were not even be robots entirely. Whatever that was inside of them, it was terrifying. Even in the colony, Uzi was starting to fear them. She had no clue what that thing that came out of J was, apart from it being called an "absolute solver." And now, she had realised it was in
her too.
Uzi blinked, scanning her environment. She'd brought N into the bunker with her dad's permission, albeit the permission was reluctant, and he was rooming with her.
For study purposes, of course.
And also because N was very soft and only felt safe with her. Or maybe it was because he didn't want to stay in a vacant worker room, as the room's vacancy might be his own doing. She shrugged off the thought. His murderous tendencies were rather... admirable. Uzi hummed softly, admiring how her new roommate hung from a bar he installed in the ceiling by his tail; a dim yellow glow pulsing through the room.
The light washed over her and she watched as it shone against the metal of her hands when she moved them in different ways. She found the light to be soothing; which was something she probably shouldn't, considering the light's source was a murderous weapon. She feared what he was if she thought about it too deeply, but also considered she shouldn't because he still managed to be the nicest person she knows. He was supposed to be a death machine, and she was supposed to be afraid.
And yet, there was something extremely calm about it. She was pissed with herself for feeling more safe sleeping with a murder drone than when she was a kid in her father's living quarters. Despite her anger, a soft smile crept onto her face; the same softness in her eyes as she watched N.
In a very non-creepy way, mind you.
It was more like... a warm and bubbling feeling in her chest.
A trust she only shared with him.
A jealousy when V would come near him.
like...
Oh.
Oh no.
...
She liked him.
Uzi's whole body was jittering at the thought. It was exciting to think she had fallen for someone so sweet, but the mere type of drone he was would make the act of liking him rebellious. Uzi embraced these feelings, much faster than anyone would've thought she would have if they ever knew what went on inside her CPU.
Speaking of things going on in her CPU, she really wished N were awake. She needed to talk to him. Her internal clock told her there were about three hours until sunset when her vampiric companion would wake.
But something took her by surprise.
N's eyes were open now.
"Uzi?" N called out to her in a loud whisper, unfurling his wings from where they were wrapped around his body in the most quiet manner he could manage.
"Yes?" Uzi responded hesitantly.
"I can't sleep with you watching me." N mumbled.
"Sorry, but it's just..." Uzi trailed off before starting again, "just that I need to talk to you about something. Can you c'mere?"
N flipped down from the bar on the ceiling and stretched his arms above his head; his pajama shirt stretching up and exposing his waist. He was really cute. Uzi had gotten N to adopt the custom of "pajamas" that the humans left behind so they could match without anyone else ever knowing; she had black fluffy pants with purple stars where his were light grey with yellow stars, and she had a light grey button up pajama shirt while he had a black pajama shirt that buttoned up as well.
N yawned, stumbling over to her bed and burrowing into her covers once he'd dramatically flopped beside her. He wrapped his tail around her waist and pulled her closer than what she thought he'd pull another friend.
"What is it?" He questioned, sleep plaguing his voice.
Uzi refrained from looking him in the eyes and instead opted to bury her face in his shoulder and wrap her arms around his torso, so he stroked the back of her head and played with her hair gently as he waited for an answer. She was nervous, but knew he wasn't the kind of drone to make her uncomfortable with this sort of thing; he was more the kind of drone to talk things out. As he had stated before, "honesty was the best policy."
"I think I like you." She whispered, clutching at the back of his shirt.
N went still. "Oh... Oh wow." He breathed, all traces of sleepiness gone from his voice.
Uzi tensed as well, waiting for a readable reaction. N glanced away, a yellow hue under his eyes brightening his visor. "I've liked you for a long time... almost ever since I met you."
Uzi smiled tilting his face back to her and staring into his eyes with as much love as she could manage. "Can I kiss you?" She blurted, almost to her own surprise.
N nodded so quickly Uzi almost laughed.
Almost.
She didn't laugh because she immediately captured his lips with hers, and she was too busy with something much more important than laughing. Fangs pressed against her lips through his and she found that she enjoyed the sharp sensation, oddly enough. It was as though her body were acting on its own rather than following her mind's instruction; because when she registered N softly biting at her lips, she let out a rather undignified whine.
She pulled N closer by the collar of his pajama shirt, wanting more. Her chest was rising and falling without a pattern in the pace, and her heart was threatening to beat out of her chest. The only things she could really think in the moment was that she needed more of N's touch, and that the blazing warmth his touch gave her was addictive.
N pulled away from her, breathing heavily. He had an odd look in his eyes she'd never seen there before, but she appreciated it based off how cute it was; then she realised the look was one of lust and appreciated it even more.
N crashed his mouth back onto hers, wasting no time in biting her bottom lip again and sending shivers through her small body. Uzi threw a leg over N's side and used her weight to push him onto his back, where she was straddling his waist.
To Uzi's dismay, N pulled back once again. She wondered if she'd taken things too far.
"Isn't this going a bit fast?" N's eyebrows were scrunched up.
"Only if you don't want it this fast." Uzi half-answered, pushing herself back slightly in concern.
"And what if I do, but I'm worried about you?"
Uzi smiled tenderly. "I think I can manage, but I'm more worried about you."
N deadpanned, but Uzi could tell he was blushing. "I think I should be the one to worry about you because I was literally designed to be capable of murder."
"And I am too, even if I wasn't designed for it." Uzi grinned.
N shrugged, pulling Uzi back down by her waist into another kiss. This time, Uzi decided to be the one to bite N. The silver-haired drone squirmed beneath her, and she liked the feeling of power it gave her. She moved her left hand to be pinning his upper right arm down into the mattress, and moved her right hand up to his jawline where she pressed her index and middle finger right below.
Uzi bit down on his lower lip one more time before slowly trailing her tongue across it; she was rewarded by him opening his mouth to her. Uzi decided to try something else though, and instead of kissing him open-mouthed, she pulled back; fingers still pressed right beneath his jaw.
"Your heart's beating so fast." Uzi cooed, pushing more pressure into the soft metal with her fingers beneath his jaw. "I didn't think you'd be that excited when I just started."
Uzi watched as N squeezed his eyes together tightly, trying to calculate her next move. She opted to grab his chin and tilt his head to look at her. "Look at me." She commanded, and N obeyed.
Uzi, still holding N's jaw with her right hand, moved to the left side of N's neck and kissed it gently. "Good boy. Thank you for listening." She praised him and rewarded him by biting where she kissed. The drones were advanced to the point they functioned entirely like humans, but were smaller and had more functions than humans; so biting into the metal of N's neck was pleasurable to the both of them.
N's breath hitched and he whined, reaching to the collar of Uzi's shirt and tugging at the button near the top. Uzi nodded, signaling it was okay for him to unbutton her shirt. His hands were shaking as they tried to unbutton her shirt.
Uzi pulled back with a huff, "I'll do it." She quickly went down the row of buttons and tossed the shirt onto the floor beside the bed, not wearing a bra underneath because bras suck. "Do you want me to do yours too?" She questioned.
N nodded politely, so she gave his shirt the same treatment as her own. She pressed her body against his again, pushing her face into the crook of his neck and sucking dark marks into the metal. She felt like she was on fire with every noise he made, and she loved it; she was doing this to him.
Oh how the mighty have fallen.
She felt a tug at the rim of her pajama pants, N clearly wanting them off. Uzi moved back to stand on her knees and pull her pajama pants down along with her boy-shorts. She raised one knee off the bed at a time to take the clothes completely off, so then she could fling the clothing wad away where her shirt was.
Uzi got off the bed to look through her bedside table's drawer for a condom, and N had already taken off his pants when she turned around.
"Eager much?" Uzi giggled, tossing N the condom; to which he squeaked when he fumbled to catch it.
N slipped the condom over his dick and Uzi slipped back into her place above him, her arms beside his head and knees beside his hips. She placed a quick and reassuring kiss on his lips.
"Are you okay with this?" She asked as gently as she could manage.
N smiled. "Yeah. I put on the condom, didn't I?"
"Alright just..." Uzi seemed uneasy as she trailed off, "just use the traffic-light system to tell me if things are okay."
N nodded. "Super green then."
Uzi rolled her eyes affectionately, nudging his face with her cheek and feeling the warmth behind the blush his visor displayed. Uzi took a deep breath in; as much as she wanted this to be perfect for her and N, she was nervous still.
She lowered her cunt onto N's dick, letting it penetrate her; pleasant sparks shooting down her spine and making her breath hitch. N moaned and Uzi cupped her hand over his mouth. "Shhh. Quiet, or we'll get found out... Which you would like, wouldn't you? Just so everyone knows you're mine."
Uzi moved her hand from over his mouth and he whimpered. "Use your words." She growled, raising her body up off his dick and hovering there. "Uzi, please-" N's desperate words were cut off as Uzi abruptly brought herself down onto his dick again. N threw his head back and moaned, clenching and unclenching his fists. "Good job, N. Such a good boy. Use your words to tell me what you want." She praised.
"I need-" N began again, but was cut off again by Uzi rolling her hips and making N spasm.
"What do you need?" She hummed.edit, continuing to roll her hips and bounce on his dick.
"More, please. Let me come please, Uzi. Please, please. Oh fuck, please, Uzi. Green, I need you more." He begged, moaning her name as she rode his dick.
Uzi felt a cruel satisfaction hearing N beg, and she knew she wanted to break him. She wanted to hear every pleased mewl and broken cry N could make beneath her. "See? I know you could use your words. You're doing such a good job." Uzi kept showering him with praise between her own breathy moans as he bucked against her rolling hips.
"Can I come please?" N cried out softly beneath her, scrunching his eyes tightly.
"I sure hope so." Uzi huffed, playful sarcasm dripping through her voice like the wetness dripping between her thighs.
N gripped the sheets, moaning. Uzi kept rolling her hips whole she bounced on his dick, a warm feeling coiling in her stomach. "Moan my name like a good little slut." Uzi instructed N.
"Uzi, please. Uzi, I want- please... Uzi." Fragmented moans tumbled from N's lips and Uzi moved her body faster with his, the wet sensation of the act managing to urge her on.
"Uzi!" N yelped, losing the pattern he had in bucking back into her.
"Has my little fucktoy come yet?" Uzi cooed.
N whined loudly. "Yes." He hissed through gritted teeth.
Uzi felt waves of heat roll through her body and suck the strength from her limbs at the sound of N whining. Whether it was matching pajamas, or fucking him ruthlessly, N always managed to be lovable and adorable.
Uzi pulled herself off N's dick and flopped down on the bed. "So does this mean we're a thing?" N asked after several minutes of silence.
"I'd sure hope so." Uzi laughed.
"Extra green." N giggled.