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Looking around the room, you take a sip of your drink, the smell of smoke and liquor filling your nose. It was a Friday, a big business day for The Last Drop. You were here to keep your girlfriend, Sevika, company as she made deals and such throughout the night.
You cross your legs beneath the table as you wiggle around in the booth impatiently waiting for her to come back. She left twenty minutes ago and should’ve been back by now, some weirdo named Finn had an appointment to discuss business with her. Staring over to the clock, you watch the seconds go by as you wait.
As you stare off into the distance, you hear loud footsteps coming from behind you, making you poke your head outside the booth to see who was there. To your satisfaction, it was actually Sevika, her clunky boots striding towards you.
“Ugh, there you are,” you say with a smile, sighing in relief.
She walks over to stand beside you, towering over you with a grin, “I wasn’t gone for very long, you’re just impatient,” she jokes, “scootch.”
You slide over to make room for her in the booth, letting her sit down beside you. She puts her arm around you as she gets comfortable.
“How’d the deal go?” you ask, nuzzling into her body, hand coming up to rest against her chest.
She shrugs slightly, “It went fine. Finn is such a little bitch boy, too scared to disagree with anything I say,” she says, chuckling.
You giggle at her comment, “You can’t blame him, you are a pretty scary lady,” you tease.
She laughs, head bobbing slightly, “You think I’m scary?” she asks in that low tone of hers.
You stare into her eyes as she takes your chin in between her thumb and index finger, “Mmm, maybe a little. But I like it,” you say seductively.
She should be done with business for tonight and you were ready to get home and jump her bones. She snickers at your words, eyes flicking down to look at your lips for a moment. Suddenly, her hand drops from your chin, making you miss her touch. Her head turns to look around the room. No one was around, the booth you were in is in a more private area, nobody paying attention to the table. Once she scans the room, her eyes flick back to meet yours, something different in them than when she sat down.
“I want to show you something,” she says lowly beside your lips.
Your eyes squint in wonder, “Mhm, Okay,” you smile.
Her arm unwraps from your shoulders to tinker with her metal arm, opening up a place in her arm to click a few buttons in it before closing it back. You stare in confusion; she doesn’t usually concern you with the mechanics of her arm. She licks her lips as she turns her focus back to you, metal arm sliding over your crossed legs. You bite your lip as you watch, cheeks blushing slightly as the cold metal slides over your skin.
She forcibly moves your thigh to the side, uncrossing your legs as she moves her fingers over your thigh. You were wearing a skirt, so her fingers would eventually meet your underwear. Your breath hitched in your through as her metal fingers slide under the cloth to touch your hip. You bite back a whine as she moves to your sex, eyes darting around the room to make sure no one is around.
She moves her face closer to yours, lips brushing against yours for a moment, “You ready?” she asks.
You nod your head eagerly as you breathe into her mouth. Her organic hand comes over to the same panel she was messing with earlier, flipping a small switch. All of a sudden, the metal hand cupping your core begins to vibrate, making you yelp out loudly. Your hand flies up to cup your mouth, trying to prevent any more loud noises from coming out. She chuckles at your reaction, continuing to slide her vibrating fingers over your clothed sex.
“Since – ah – since when are you able to do… that?” you struggle to get out, one hand gripping the booth beside you as the other grasps at her thigh. She smiles devilishly as she watches you squirm beside her.
“I added it this morning between appointments. Been wanting to use it on you all day.”
Another moan escapes your mouth as she pushes her fingers against you harder. The thought of her fantasizing about pleasuring you all day makes your pleasure even more intense.
“What if… what if someone sees, ah” you whimper out.
She chuckles a little, moving her lips to whisper into your ear, “Tell me to stop and I will.”
You shake your head, “No, please don’t stop,” you groan out as her fingers begin to circle at your soaked underwear. She chuckles again as she pulls back to look into your eyes, an evil smirk on her face. Desire takes over as you lunge forward to kiss her, her lips soft and warm against hers. She hums into the kiss as she tilts her head to deepen it. After a moment, you feel her tongue move along your lower lip, asking for access. You let her lick into your mouth, whining into hers as desire courses through you.
Her organic hand wraps around your waist, pulling you closer to her. You open your legs wider, hinting for more. She moans lowly into the kiss as you feel her fingers slide up and down your sex, long metal fingers cupping your entire core. You break the kiss to groan as you begin to feel the heat building in your lower abdomen.
Your eyes open to find Sevika intensely staring at you with lust in her eyes, wet lips agape as she breathes heavily. Eyes flicking down to look at her metal arm, watching with hooded eyes as it whirls and cranks, vibrations become more intense as it does. You moan out at the new speed, eyes rolling back into your head as your orgasm threatens to push over.
“Sevika…fuck, I’m gonna come, ah” you whimper out, trying to be quiet. Her hand slides off your waist as it comes to grip your jaw, making your eyes open to meet hers.
“Come for me baby, don’t hold back, I want to hear your pretty little noises,” she says, smiling as she watches you come undone.
You let out a few whimpers and moans as her vibrating fingers push against your clit, climax taking over. Your thighs shake under you as waves of pleasure go through you. As you come down, your stare at her hand under your skirt. Sevika doesn’t let up one bit, making your hands fly over to her arm trying to pry her off, vibrating fingers still rubbing against you.
“I… I can’t…” you whimper out, eyes meeting hers.
“Yes, you can, and you will. Come one more time for me baby,” she purrs into your lips.
Her fingers slide from over the cloth to dip into your underwear, cold metal making you gasp out. Your head falls back as the vibrations become more intense, fingers slipping between your folds and over your clit. The overstimulation is almost too much, the thought that you could be caught at any moment making your head fuzzy.
Her organic hand comes down to hold your hand, she was a hopeless romantic at the end of the day. Her head dips down to kiss and suck at your throat, making you moan out as softly as you can.
Your second orgasm hits you like a truck, making your thighs tighten around her hand, whole body trembling under her touch. You slowly come back to reality as you hear someone drop something across the room, making you flinch a little as your eyes fly open in surprise.
“It’s okay, I got you,” she says sensually, trying to comfort you as you come down.
Finally, her metal hand pulls off of you, sliding out from beneath your skirt. She breaks eye contact with you as her organic hand clicks off the vibrations. You stare down at her wet metal fingers, an idea popping into your head.
Taking her metal arm in your hand, you move it towards you as you take her fingers into your mouth, sucking your juices off. A smirk spreads across her face as she shakes her head at your behavior. She pulls her hand back and replaces it with her mouth, kissing you passionately. Pulling back after a moment, she stares at you lovingly for a second before sliding out of the booth to stand up.
Her organic hand moves forward, palm facing up in front of you, “Come on, let’s go home.”
You take her hand into yours as you slide out of the booth. The second you try to stand, your legs buckle beneath you, making you stumble for a second before your muscles regain the ability to stand up straight. She laughs at your weakness, proud she was the reason for it, making your face redden with embarrassment.
“Don’t you dare laugh at me,” you say sternly, a small smile creeping onto your face.
“So, I take it you like my new… machinery?” she teases.
“Maybe a little,” you say, looking her up and down.
She moves forward and plants a small kiss on your cheek before gripping your hand as she walks towards the exit, guiding you behind her.
She may be a scary brute to the rest of the world, but she was your scary brute.