Murder Drones One-Shots [Volume One]

I'm So Sorry, N

A/N: Request from @Xerpich eNVy.  Beware this chapter is spicy as hell so you have been warned lol.  Enjoy the fic!

"Ah! Mhna!" V moaned as she kept sliding her fingers in and out of herself. Panting heavily, she had one optical shut while keeping the other open, watching in case a particular male murder drone walked in on her.

V was currently in her resting quarters, alone in the landing pod. N went out to go hunting for oil, assuming he'd only be out for an hour or so, it gave V enough time to let loose. What better way than pleasure yourself?

"N~! N~! More! Ah~!" By this point, she was over the edge on her bed, feeling her walls fluctuating, her climax about to hit-

THUD!

"Shit!" V shot up and looked around for the sound. Peaking though her originally closed door was N, optics wide in shock, turns out he had dropped the bottle of oil he brought for V, a little something extra from his hunt. Instead of planning to give it to her and expect some kind of remark from her, he got...this.

She moaned my name...

The two murder drones didn't dare look away from one another, N was left a blushing mess, his coat hung loosely around himself and while he was embarrassed of it, he could feel pressure in his lower hatch, his long and throbbing member begged to be released. V on the other hand was shocked at first, but it turned into a cocky expression. She sat on the edge of the bed, spreading her legs, her clit still swelled up and wet, using her metal palms to lean back onto the bed. Her jacket was zipped down in such a manner that in one more move her breasts could pop out at any given moment.

"V-v! I'm so sorry! I'll leave you be-ah!" N screamed, he felt V's hand quickly whip around his neck, he braced for impact, being decapitated, but it never came. He opened his optics and found that she now stood in front of him, hand still around his neck. She squeezed it a little bit, making him moan slightly.

"Oh~. Do we have a kink there, N? You know, you should always knock first. I know damn well I shut that door. How long were you watching me for hm? Such a bad little murder drone~." She taunted him, V's comment about this little detail left him flushed.

"I-I didn't ugh~." She squeezed harder on him as he tried to explain. The choke hold on N felt good to him, something he'd hated admitting too given his personality, but there was something so alluring about it. V let out her usual crazed little laugh, hand STILL on his neck, she pushed him into her room as her tail slammed the door behind them. Knocking the male murder drone onto her bed, she unzipped her jacket, letting the piece of clothing loosely slip off of her. N's optics turned into small little pupiled dots at the sight.

"I know for a fact you were there watching me N~. Don't try to deny it. Now," She began, crawling over him on the bed picking up one of his hands and placing it on her breast, he squeezed it lightly, making her let out a small moan. "How long were you there, really?"

"I...I had just come into the pod. It was only for about a minute I swear!" N pleaded with the female murder drone, but he felt dirty about it nonetheless. The reason why he had dropped the oil bottles was mainly just the shock from her calling his name out. But before, he couldn't take his optics off of her body. The way her body shimmered in robotic sweat while she fingered herself made him want to lose it. Her short hair falling effortlessly onto the bed as she laid on her back, everything.

"Hmm~? Well, what are you going to do now?" She asked him, he looked at V in confusion before realizing she was switching it up.

Does she want me to dominate her?