Murder Drones One-Shots [Volume One]

Second Chance Pt. 3

Request from @BrianGeller Doll x N.  This is three of four parts.

Doll was the first to wake up. She panicked at the feeling of arms around her waist. Looking over, she calmed down by the sight of N sleeping soundly, his chest rising and falling in steady rhythms. Breathing in a sigh, the red worker couldn't help but smile at him.

Instead of getting out of bed or trying to shove him awake, she found his tail to be wrapped around her in a somewhat grip hold. Not enough to hurt her, but just enough to be comfortable and let her breathe. She spotted the injected canister and lifted it into her hands slightly, inspecting the nanite fluids up close. While inspecting it, she softly ran her fingers up and down the canister, almost trying to identify what kind of material it was made out of.

It's like a type of glass...so does that mean the needle is a thicker version or is it a completely new material? Wait...is that whimpering?

The red worker turned around to face N laying on the bed, he was now awake, shaking and whimpering, his visor flushed. He spotted Doll cradling his tail and he unwrapped himself around her, bolting up.

"Good morning..." Doll spoke, N looked at her in embarrassment.

"Morning! What were you doing with my tail just now?"

"Oh, well it was wrapped around me and I got distracted by the structure, I hope I didn't cross a boundary or anything." Doll inquired, she herself was blushing now at the realization of how sensitive a murder drones tail is.

"No it's fine...it felt good..." He whimpered once more, lighting a fire and pride inside of Doll

"Is that so?"

"Y-Yes-?!" N squeaked as Doll climbed on top of him, now straddling his hips, she was practically in his lap as N's hands supported her lower back.

"I wonder what other parts of you are sensitive...give me your hand." She commanded, he immediately obliged. The poor male murder drone was so touch starved he'd do just about anything for the red workers attention.

Doll placed a kiss on his hand, inspecting the scuff marks that had been created over time. She'd have to remember to get a repair kit later and help him fix that. She herself usually got dents from time to time by working on things outside.

The red worker led his hand to her hip and he gripped her gently, she let out a soft moan which made N confused.

"If I'm going to explore sensitive parts of you N, y-you can explore sensitive parts of me as well. Seem fair?" She inquired; N was shocked with the gesture but smiled widely. He was glad Doll wanted to make things even, giving him permission to do so. Just one of the many things he loved about her.

N continued to massage Doll's hips, and she let out groans and whimpers, she herself being touch starved. However, she soon took back control by sliding his coat off his shoulders and placed kisses on his neck. He breathed in sharply but tilted his head allowing her more access. He felt her tongue glide across him, looking for any sensitive spot she could find. Finally, a spot a little way from his core made him jolt up.

Target acquired.

She bit down, drawing oil, it trailed downwards onto his chest, and he moaned.

"Doll~!" N felt his feral side take over, dominance making him pin her to the bed and position himself right on top of her. He slid her skirt off making her gasp in surprise. Soon enough he did the same with her top. Looking over at her curves once more, he spotted that the red worker had been wearing a navy blue little set. A somewhat silk and lacey bra with a matching thong. "Do you want me to continue? Or do you want me to stop?"