Murder Drones One-Shots [Volume One]

Boozy Uz...V?!

A/N: Request from @TheMaroonWriter V x Thad Smut.  Sorry I haven't updated an actual one-shot in a bit, I've been kind of busy with University but yeah.  Anyways, enjoy the fic ya spicy readers!!!

Thad walked down the halls of the bunker, completely exhausted from the day that had originally been ahead of him. School, Sports Practice for a team he was on, forever waiting to play a game against another colony that was definitely out there...somewhere. And to top it all off? He had to run a small errand for his father who got called in to patrol the bunker.

Needless to say his circuits were fried and ready to just relax for the rest of the day.

Upon opening the door to his residence, it was eerily quiet. He looked around for a split second, almost expecting someone to pop up from a corner somewhere and scare him, yet to no avail there was no other drone in sight. He shrugged his shoulders and began the strut to his room

Come on Thad! Get yourself together...you're just exhausted from today that's all-

"OH SWEET ROBO-JESUS CHRIST ALL MIGHTY!" Thad shouted, falling backwards onto the trim of his door, the small piece of material being the only thing holding himself up to the sight in front of him.

"Hey honey~! *Hic!* Welcome home!"

In front of him was none other than his secret girlfriend, current resident female murder drone, Serial Designation V. The female seemed heavily intoxicated, and the thing that caught Thad off guard? Yeah, she was naked. On his bed. She sat herself up while looking and humming to him in question. She noticed his gaze and smirked, opening her legs up towards him. He held a hand up in front of his digital vision before adverting his gaze.

"V, babe, why are you n-naked?"

"J and I were *Hic!* hunting, and w-we found some premium gas! So...we decided to have some fun~!" She laughed yet again before falling backwards onto the bed, her tail wagging at the male workers presence.

"Okay, so how did that get you here hon?" Thad asked in a soft voice, walking over to V.

Bad move.

She mewled in content at the distance between her and the worker, pouncing on him to pin him on the bed, he gasped as she began to grind herself against him.

"I got in the mood! *Hic!* Hah!"

Thad rolled his optics before putting a hand on her shoulder, his gaze trailed down to the curved of her breasts.

Great so she basically got drunk, got horny, then came here and stripped. Robo-god help me!

V grinded harder into the worker, unfortunately Thad couldn't ignore this enough form the bulge elevating in his shorts. V felt it the moment it perked up, she pulled the item of clothing down only for his member to spring up in surprise. Her optics hollowed.

"Wow...and here I thought all of you workers were small or something. You *Hic!* could definitely pass for a murder drone with that cock." Her gaze was serious, optics both hollowed but squinting while observing the appendage. Thad couldn't keep his optics on her any longer and he tried to get up, a little embarrassed.

V had other plans, pushing him back down before turning around and plopping her ass on his metal face.

"Babe what are you doi-woah!" Thad covered his mouth with a hand, feeling his tip being teased by his girlfriend's mouth. She wiggled herself even more, using her curves to entice him.

That's how she wants to play? Fine. I'll play.

Thad clamped his hands onto her hips, making V jump a little as she began to go further down onto his member. His tongue etched into her tight pussy, and it made her let out a moan, the vibration sending tingles through him. He continued to create little zigzags and swirles all around, tasting her for his own pleasure. The female murder drone began to squirm, he could tell she was as close as he was, the two waiting for ecstasy to reach them both. While V got one, she pulled off of Thad's cock before he could.