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The grin on her face all because of Kara, thanks to those eyes. God, that woman made her complete. It creeps up on her when she hugs her from behind, and admiring her from afar. When she speaks, she's fucking gorgeous. It might've felt better than the day Jericho freed the androids, something she prided herself in. They won the battle. She knew that things were gonna get better. Even the pessimist in her grew a little optimist. The android beneath her meekly smiled. They may as well celebrate.
"You're too cute." She mused in that raspy tone.
She chuffs, narrowing her eyes in amusement. "Thank you."
She leaned in, connecting their lips. Immediate bliss. Soft lips that'll never dry. So different than them. Her brows furrow, but she pushes it back. This can't ruin everything now. She deepens it and withdraws her lips, placing her forehead to Kara's. Shouldn't she have fallen for Markus? Some of the other guys? They make her want to vomit.
Her hands grab her waist. "North?" She tilts her head, a habit of hers.
"Hm?"
Her eyes fall from the intense gaze of her lover. Gently, she spoke, "You know I don't have those parts, right?"
Her mouth gaped to push out a gust of air. "Couldn't you still.. feel it?" She cups her breast.
Her expression falters. "I'm afraid I'm not designed for that, like you," She added softly. The hand is felt—its pressure and warmth. She welcomes it, caressing with both hands. But that's about it. No nipples, no erogenous zones, besides the lips (if that counts for a pleasant feeling along with simple physical contact).
"Shit," It comes out as a hiss. "I should've known." Her frown was palpable. So CyberLife didn't corrupt most androids in that way. She'd never thought to ask the others. That's information that comes gradually. "Sorry," She shakes her head. "This was stupid of me." And she sits up. The warmth from their close proximity quickly dissipates in the air, except the lingering in her crotch. "I don't know what's gotten into me."
"Hey.." Her brows tent. "I'm happy with anything, North." She guides the hand between her breasts. Distantly, she can feel her thirium pump. "I like being close to you, feeling you- I'll still enjoy it, I promise. Even if it's just me pleasuring you. It's because I want to, too."
"Okay."
"How would you like to begin?" She interlocks fingers. "You'll have to teach me," She kisses the back of her hand. "I'm not educated in sexual matters."
The skin from both their hands shifts to white. Her brows furrow with her eyes closed as she transfers the necessary information. Saying it out loud would be the first time she'd feel shame. All sexual knowledge flooded her mind from the past sex android. When North had been brunette. But here, it'd be intimacy. Now she understands. Her eyes flicker open, not like she hadn't heard her past told straight from the source. It feels like she's swapped bodies, and the most prominent one is of her hands around a man's neck, squeezing like there's no tomorrow. He goes cold. That feeling can never be washed off. Humans love it, and in these intimate memories, North enjoyed it. Til she woke up and they soured. Brutish like Todd, and losers who pay for one-sided sex. That must be worse than being beaten.
"Thank you," She places a final kiss before their skin comes back. North's first. "I'll do my best." She guided her down by the back of her neck to press a kiss under her jaw. Down the expanse of it where the carotid would be if she were human. One final kiss was laid on her collarbone. Made her shiver. "May I?" Her hands held the hem of her tank top, waiting for consent.
"Of course. What do you think we're doing?" She treats her like fine China. All those humans were bulls.
"I have to ask," She teased. "It's my duty to take care of you now." She pulled it up. North mockingly rolled her eyes. Her midriff was exposed along with an unsuspecting black bra. She ran her hands over the fabric, feeling her nipples poke through. "You're so pretty." She murmured to herself.
She laughs while brushing a strand behind her ear, "I know~"
She returns the smile. She wags a finger to which the redhead obliges and gives her a taste. Kara's glad she can kiss. She can do a lot of things. She keeps the pace languid but would eagerly accept North's tongue if she so chose. Deftly, she unhooks her bra. The material falls, pushed to the side (though she'd love to fold it, but now's not the time). Her tongue caresses the AX400's. Kara cranes her neck upwards to delve deeper. She breaks away with one final peck on her lower lip. "Shall I undress too? It'd be nice to feel you."
"Yeah," She croaks, sitting up to give the android room to remove her upper garments. A long-sleeved shirt that fit perfectly in the shade of a ripe plum. A hint of collarbone was exposed, barely. "I'd like that." She wondered how the android would look. A bit different, but they're one of the same. She realized, maybe she should've been the one to undress her, but Kara's already gotten it off in the blink of an eye. Her chest had the mounds to represent breasts, perfectly symmetrical, but they lacked nipples and erogenous senses, so, purely aesthetic. It was surprising that they hadn't all been sexually equipped for the humans, even baffling. Nonetheless, the intimacy was cherished of an unclothed partner. About the same size, but North's could be considered bigger.
She could feel the heat of North's palms on her breasts, like a warm hug. Kara's thumbs rub her nipples in slow, teasing circles. She can feel her breath hitch in her chest. She was an open book. "How's this?"
"Good."
"Good." Her lips upturn. "They're soft. I like it." Her gaze softens to the breasts, rosey nipples. A pleasant handful. She can see North's mouth is agape, and her eyes are low-lidded. The face of a very different woman than on the battlefield. That's her siren's song.
Kara's assets are nice too, but it felt bittersweet to touch and know she couldn't feel the same. What if she were like her? That'd be horrible to wish for. Should be the last thing to ever imagine. Yes, she's selfish, and it's all her wants. Her body looks good, and, yes, maybe she wants her to say sweet and dirty things. "You're really riling me up." Her voice tremors as the woman dotes her. "I'm lucky to have you." Makes her heart race.
Lips against her neck, the feminine jawline, lower, around the mounds. This is home, her rock. "Yeah? I think we're both lucky." She kneads them. "I've never been happier." Alice is gone. The least she could do is protect North. She coaxes her by the back to bring them closer to her face, to her lips. She kissed around the nipple. Soft, barely there, like how she'd do on Alice's forehead (often cold. North was warm). Her breath was excruciatingly close until the nipple was taken in her mouth. It hardened enough and more under her ministrations, tongue swirling and caressing the nub.
Hands gripped her shoulders. "Oh.." Her hips squirmed a little, trying to contain it and not look like a needy mess. It felt really, really good. Tender in a way that made her wanna beg and clutch her hair, the pixie cut that fit her so well. Long enough strands to play with. Her other hand rubs her more neglected nipple in nice circles in tandem with every suck. "Shit-" She hissed, sucking in a breath through her teeth. She can feel Kara's grin. North's hand on the back of her head pulls her deeper. "Ah.." She feels her pussy begin to lubricate. Her cheeks flush.
Kara nudges her leg up, knee lodged between thighs and rubbing that place. She grinds on it as Kara nurses. The moans keep coming. "Mhn- Kara.." She has to clench those sun-kissed locks and her shoulder. Her lips part from the breast. There she simply gazes up, admiring the woman's form. It was something built from Greece's best artist. She keeps moving on her. "Shit," She breathes out, realizing. She needs it- needs more- "I didn't tell you to stop." Her hips slow. "Please."
"Of course," She smiles. "I'm sure you want more than that. Right?" She rubs her hand on her clothed crotch, thumb teasing the hem to her sweatpants.
"Yeah." Her eyes are so dazed she can barely focus on the woman she's straddling. These feelings, they're programmed in her, fucking hardwired, but this is the first time they feel real. "Mhm, do it." Kara shimmies them down left to right. Her black underwear comes into view with her thighs to contrast. Down and to the side they go. The artificial pussy was hairless, plump, and her clit was visible. It had a sheen of arousal.
Kara's finger goes through it and comes out coated. It felt warm, and the lubricant was another sensory experience. She wondered how it tasted. There was no smell. She gave a lick to the tip of her finger. North's brows twitch. "What're you doing?"
"I was.. curious," She replies with a cheeky grin. "I shouldn't keep you waiting anymore now, should I?" Her hand returns to her sensitive parts to slowly rub the clitoris. The newfound expanse of flesh was like any other part of skin, just more wet and tender. Her gaze is locked on it. But she would like a kiss. "North," She murmurs huskily, a brief kiss to her collarbone. Their lips connect. North pushes in her tongue. North was a bit more aggressive—or passionate. And Kara preferred something more delicate. The kiss still brought them together. It made Kara feel fuzzy, if love could be described in one word.
Her head lolled back. "Fuck, Kara, I need more than that." Her voice broke down, "Please, baby."
She chuffed at the display. "Okay, okay." She increased her speed, rubbing the clit faster with more pressure. It expanded with arousal, one aching cunt. Arousal dripped from her. It was a clear substance that wouldn't leave any gross underwear/sheet messes. "I got you." She cradled her. Their bodies became flush, connected in a way where both chests met, further stimulating the redhead's nipples. She could make herself last longer, but she wants to cum thousands of times from Kara's touch. Hands, mouth, thigh, whatever. Her braid was on the verge of falling apart from her bucking.
"Fuck-" She hissed then grabbed Kara's wrist, forcing it in faster circles, almost getting her to gasp. Her breaths were audibly ragged to boot with her disheveled appearance (makeup still flawless). If the digits had been inside, they'd feel her clenching walls. But she can feel the clit pulsing. The orgasm was graciously prolonged. No aftershocks to stop her. It died down. She gave Kara's hand back to her.
North laid atop her, breathing. Kara rubbed the remaining slick on the sheets before she pet her head. Any rogue hairs were hopefully brushed down. The color fit her well. "I'm glad you enjoyed it. I did too."
"Yeah," Her chest expanded. "I really needed that." Her body melted. Kara didn't mind the weight. She was just like a weighted blanket. "I.. could go for another round." She spoke up.
"Of course." Her hand slid between her legs again. She kissed the side of her head where North buried her face in her neck. It's amazing to have such trust. That can make up for what she doesn't own.
The clit was still ready. North's eyes fluttered shut once more. "Oh.." Faint slick sounds could be heard as Kara's hand worked and dirtied itself again. Her pace built up like last time, but it started faster. Her entire pussy was slippery. The second orgasm was quicker, nearly instantaneous. A couple minutes after the first. She came just as hard with jitters she couldn't control. And she wanted more. Like red ice. Humans would ruin it all for that. She went limp again.