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N sat crouched out in the snow, curled into himself, panting. Why, why now? In the past when his heats had hit it had been barely anything, maybe staring at J or V’s ass or boobs a little too long, but that was about it. Now, this time, he was burning, and not from a lack of oil, his temperature readout was nominal. The fire was inside him, everywhere under his metal skin and simultaneously exclusive to just his brain. He was deluding himself, he knew exactly why it was so bad now, there was only one explanation. He had found his mate. But it couldn’t be, because she-
Before N had even finished the thought of her, his dick twitched up from where it had been resting on the ground. No no no, stop. Not now. Stay calm, keep it together dammit. It couldn’t be her, she didn’t want him, for so many different reasons. They shouldn’t be together. He took a deep breath and looked up into the sky, trying to get lost in the shifting pattern of the death storm to distract himself. And right then, almost as if to spite him, the clouds parted, and the light that was refracted through Copper’s atmosphere looked like a deep purple. N ripped his eyes away and curled forward even further, but it was no use, the thoughts had already started in his mind. Thoughts of purple eyes, purple hair, purple lights on the backs of hands wrapped around his torso, pulling the two of them closer, begging him to fill her, to make her his. N’s dick was now fully erect, and he squeezed down on his own sides to keep from grabbing it. To keep from flying back to the bunker and tearing through every piece of metal, alive or not, standing between him and his omega. But Uzi was his best friend, he couldn’t just do that to her. They hadn’t talked at all about this kind of stuff, she may not even know, and he wasn’t just going to jump her, he could never do that to her. But just the thought again, the thought of feeling his fingers on her back, in her hair, on her ass.
He needed to not need her.
But he didn’t know if he could.
Uzi threw her head back against the headboard of her bed, desperately pumping her hand back and forth between her legs. It wasn’t enough, not nearly, but it was better than nothing.
You know what would be the best though. A traitorous part of her mind whispered to her, and before she could stop it an image of spread, powerful silver wings and a grin that could switch from cheerful to murderous in a heartbeat flashed in her mind. She imagined that mouth biting down on her shoulder, those wings wrapping her so tight she couldn’t move even as the hands gently massaged her body, pushing and rubbing and twisting in all the ways she needed right now. Heat pulsed through her and she bit down on her free hand to keep from crying out. Imagining it was better, but it came with the dangerous side effect of wanting it. Before she knew what was happening she was leaning against the doorway of her room, hand still between her legs. Her fingers gripped the doorframe in some feeble attempt to hold her back from leaving. She had a feeling in her gut that if she crossed that threshold she would run and run and not stop until she had pounced on N. I can’t. I can’t just spring this on him. And what if he says no? The thought of it, of N looking at her like a freak like she thought all the other drones looked at her behind her back, was almost enough to knock her out of her horny spiral for a moment.
Almost.
But if imagining him is this good, seeing him?
The piece of rebar bent in N’s hands as he focused on the tactile sensation of it. He was having to try harder and harder, do more and more drastic things just to stop himself. Maybe he should try running laps around the decrepit buildings…
“N.”
Oh robo-Jesus, it was so bad he was imagining hearing her voice now. He had to skip running laps, go right to slamming his head into a wall.
“N.” It was too late. The need in her voice, N didn’t even try to stop his hand from grabbing his dick, beginning to stroke it up and down. He was going fast, too fast probably, but now that the dam had burst he was making up for the hours he had spent resisting.
“N, turn around. Look at me.”
“I can’t.” He choked out.
“Why? Why not?”
“Because if I do, I won’t be able to stop myself.” His free hand clenched tightly in the snow, compacting it down into almost ice. “I’ll go to her and make her mine .” The last word came out almost a growl. There was a thump behind him, and even in his dazed state N narrowed his eyes in confusion. That was a weird sound, why would he hallucinate that? Turning to look over his shoulder, his mind seemed to freeze.
There, in the snow, on her knees, Uzi was looking at him with open lust. One hand was grabbing her chest over her hoodie, the other fingering herself, the liquid running down her legs quickly freezing in the cold atmosphere and breaking off in chunks as she moved. All of his senses exploded, filling his mind with the data of how she wanted him, needed him. How she wasn’t a heat-based hallucination, she was there for the taking.
“N.” The hand over her chest reached out to him, and Uzi shifted a leg under her to begin to stand up. But N was faster, much much faster. Like a shot fired from a cannon, he sprung toward her and tackled her backwards with a force so strong he almost sent the two of them careening through a wall. Skidding into a spin to bring them to a halt, N’s erection brushed up against the inside of Uzi’s thigh, and suddenly he couldn’t pull it away. It was like they were magnetized together.
“Uzi please.” N spoke into her beanie. “Please you have to tell me it’s ok.” He said it even as he was lowering her down, bringing her pussy closer to the tip of his dick. “I can’t…we have to…please.” The words weren’t there, but the idea was, he hoped.
N was so strong, there was no way Uzi could pry herself away on her own if (IF) she wanted to. But even under the needy look, and the dick that was a few inches away from making her heat-induced dream come true, this was still N. If she said it, she had no doubt he would let her go.
Thank god she didn’t want that.
“It’s ok N. It’s ok, you’ll make it ok.” Uzi put her hands under his arms and pushed up, trying to lever herself down even faster. Without another word, N dropped her down the rest of the way, all the way onto the length of his dick in one go.
With a soft gasp, both of the heats in their bodies flipped almost immediately. It was still driving, all-consuming, and needy. But now, instead of painfully and empty, it was fulfilling and right. N wrapped a hand around her stomach, lifting her up into the air at the same time he was pulling out of her, only to drop her back down and thrust forward again. Right there in the middle of a snow-covered destroyed city, N standing up and Uzi suspended a few inches off the ground by his dick, N began to fuck Uzi.
How could I have tried to resist this? Why did I? Both of them had the thought as N dominated the pace, his greater strength and size allowing him to push and pull Uzi’s body like a doll. Just how she wanted him too. But she wanted MORE.
“Ha-arder.” N looked at her in surprise for a moment, and she took the opportunity to pry one of his hands off of her waist. “Do i-it harder you goddaa-mn demon.” She put his thumb in her mouth and bit down. With a single step, her back slammed against the wall behind her, and dropped any sense of softness as he pounded into her harder than before. His hands retracted for his claws, and both of them dug into the wall centimeters from Uzi’s face, trapping her and giving himself leverage to go harder. Uzi thought she might feel some of the plating between her legs start to bend, but right now she didn’t care. If she had been anywhere within the realm of her right mind she would probably be mortified at how at N’s mercy she was, how powerless and not in control she had willingly made herself. But what she wanted now more than anything was for N to take her, claim her as his, carve his letter into her back with his claws or wings or the tail wrapped around her leg. To bite down on her neck, shoulder, anywhere, leave a mark on her that let everyone who saw it who her mate was.
Uzi came with a scream. She had been waiting for this for hours, days, weeks, since she was first brought online. She didn’t know, but right now all she knew was that she had it, and wasn’t letting go.
Thankfully N had no intentions of leaving. While just five minutes ago the thought of cumming had filled him with shame and dread, now he was desperate for it. Filling Uzi was the only thing on his mind. He dimly realized she had come already, the sound of it pushing him into overdrive. He pushed her back further into the wall as he pushed deeper into her, trying to feel as much of her as he could wrapped around him. Uzi had both of her arms wrapped around his neck, he could feel her fingers scrabbling on the back of his jacket, he was so…
Suddenly he stepped back, pulling her off the concrete wall. Hilting her as far down his shaft as he could go, so their waists were touching, N came inside her. It wasn’t loud, surprisingly silent for the usually talkative drone, but he more than made up for it with his hands. One wrapped around Uzi’s waist, pulling her even though they couldn’t get closer, the other tangling in her hair and pushing her head into his collar. He needed to be closer to her, any space between them left his metallic skin feeling cold and empty. The base of his dick expanded inside her, locking the two together.
The pair just sat there for a second, reveling in the afterglow of the orgasms that had silenced the aching hunger within them, at least for now.
“Uzi…” N said into her ear, barely above a whisper. “Thank you. Thank you…for…” Words failed him again, but once again Uzi understood.
“Yeah yeah. Of course.” Some of Uzi’s angsty personality had come back with the clearing of her head, and though it seemed silly to try and maintain an aloof air while N’s dick was still inside her (and the thought of it being there for several more hours made the burn in her pussy start up again), she still had to try.
“And, uh, I’m sorry about your hoodie.” Uzi frowned and worked her arms out of the sleeves. Taking off the hoodie and spinning it around, she saw that the back had been shredded down, ruined by the friction of the concrete wall. Looking past it she saw N trying his best to look guilty, however her hoodie was the only item of clothing she usually wore and without it on she was functionally naked aside from her beanie and boots, and it was pretty obvious where his eyes were really looking and what she was really thinking.
Looking at N for another long moment, she threw the hoodie over her shoulder. “I can find another.” Before N could reply, she began fiddling with the button on his jacket.
“Uzi? What are you-hhhhaaaaaahhh.” Uzi had popped the button and undone the belt around the waist, opening the jacket and exposing N’s torso. Without a second thought she leaned forward and rested her bare torso against his. The feeling of it, metal on metal, his mate’s body directly against his, shut up any questions N had been about to ask. He quickly shook his arms out of the sleeves of his jacket, it now holding on only by the holes he cut into the back for his wings, and wrapped his bare arms around her back. The need to fuck her, breed her would come back, he could feel it in the back of his mind spreading like a virus. But right now he needed to feel her, wrap her in himself so that the world couldn’t touch her. N dropped down to the snow on his butt, his legs crossing under Uzi’s butt and his wings wrapping around them in a protective cocoon.
Uzi looked up at him, the purple light of her visor cradled in his arms and he knew this was it for him. There was no one else, could not be anyone else. So why hold back?
“I love you.” He whispered into her hair, knowing she would get too embarrassed if he said it to her face. He could feel a vibration shoot through her body, but she didn’t pull away from him. She turned to bury her head fully into his shoulder.
“I know, you big dork. You don’t have to say it.” He could still imagine the blush under her eyes. “But I love you too.”
And right now, wrapped around each other as much as they could be, that was the world.