Cyber Sex- Googleiplier X Reader

"Y/N... Y/N? Y/N! Get up!"
You were startled awake from your dream by your living alarm clock. You let out a soft yelp of pain as you slipped while rushing to get out of bed. An impatient and annoyed snort came from your doorway. You glanced towards it, a tall, somehow muscular, robotic man glaring down at you with icy blue eyes that matched whatever skin was revealed from his trench coat. He glared back at you and crossed his arms, his foot tapping. It was your boss, the one and only Googleiplier waiting impatiently for you to begin the day.

This is a story for mature audiences. Please do not read unless you do not mind sexual content.
Googleiplier is not owned by me.
The version of Googleiplier that I'm using is owned by Ozumii on deviantArt.
Only the story is mine.
Any personality twerks that are added are my own and are not part of the actual characters, which also do not belong to me.