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Talwyn aired on the side of caution as she entered the bad side of the city, hand resting on the gun concealed at her hip. She had been sent to investigate some reports of shouting and gunfire in one of the dark back alleys, though nobody had any more information to give, so the trail was pretty cold. Walking quietly, she listened for any noise that indicated a presence, sticking to the dimly lit streets but glancing down the alleys between every other building.
Nothing. Aside from the gentle whisper of the wind and her own breathing, there wasn't a sound to be heard. She realised, regretfully, that she was going to have to go into the alleys herself if she wanted to find anything. Alone.
With a quiet mumble of reassurance to herself, she picked one of the alleyways at random and quietly entered. Too worried about keeping her eyes up for attackers, she stepped on a stray can that had been thrown on the floor and it crinkled below her boot heel with a loud crunch. At the sound, a scurry came from deeper in the alleyway! Talwyn rushed forwards down the narrow pathway, kicking another can and stepping on a couple of other plastic containers as she chased after the elusive sound, but pulled up short when the alleyway branched into a cross. Now what? Which way had the sound come from?
Her thoughts were cut short by a loud impact off towards her right. It was a long way away, too far to be the same thing that had ran away earlier, but this was much more compelling. She turned on her heel and ran in the direction of the sound, adjusting her course through the branching alleys as she heard another sound.
A silhouette loomed over a trash bin just down the path, slamming the lid shut with a sound alike the ones she had been chasing. She knew this figure...
"Doctor Nefarious! Hands where I can see them." She ordered, drawing her gun and pointing it towards him as he slowly turned to face her. "Should have known you'd be up to no good." She mumbled as she reached into her back pocket with her free hand and sent a signal out to the local patrols.
Nefarious put his hands up half-heartedly, standing up tall over the Markazian. He went to speak, but was cut off by another loud bang somewhere else in the tangle of alleyways, both he and Talwyn glancing momentarily towards the source of the sound.
"How many lackeys have you got in here? I'll have you know, the defence force is already on their way. They'll deal with every last one of them. Now, make this easy for me, why don't you?" Talwyn smirked, though the smile faltered when Nefarious raised an eyebrow, confused.
"Lackeys? I beg your pardon, but what exactly do you think I'm doing in here?"
"We had reports of gunshots and screaming from around here, sound familiar? Perhaps you've already forgotten the people you attacked amidst the faces of everyone else you've ever hurt?"
"Ouch." Nefarious laughed, shoulders dropping a little awkwardly. "Thanks for that jab, squishy. I don't know what you're talking about, but I haven't attacked or threatened anyone. Not now, not for the past 3 years. Would have been 5, but I had a bit of a slipup with a-"
"Wait wait, you haven't- then why are you in here?"
"I was dumpster diving, as pitiful as that is. This place is overrun with robots, and-"
"Okay, okay! Short answers only, please."
Nefarious waited for the next question, but when none came, he broke the silence. "So are you going to arrest me?"
Talwyn hesitated for a moment. Nefarious was still a wanted man, after all, he had a lot of crimes he was yet to pay for. But... if they took him in, he'd be in for life. He didn't seem to be lying when he mentioned his change of heart...
"No." Talwyn sighed, lowering her gun to the other's surprise. "Hide. The defence force will be here any moment, and they're not going to be so generous."
"Hide?!" Nefarious exclaimed, "Where?! This place doesn't exactly have any giant hidey holes."
"Get in the dumpster," Talwyn gestured, "or would you rather be locked up for life?"
"I could break out if I wanted to." Nefarious grumbled, but at the sound of cars overhead, he flipped the lid up and rather nimbly hopped inside. "If I get arrested anyway, I'm going to kill you, you hear me?"
"Loud and clear." She responded mockingly as she closed the lid over the robot, who was rather awkwardly cramped up inside.
Not moments later, three members of the defence force rounded the tight corner, weapons drawn and primed to fire, scanning the alleyway. "We heard a bang, are you okay? Where are they?"
Talwyn panicked and quickly thought up an excuse, as bad as it was. "Sorry, they teleported away. The bang was just... me taking my anger out on this dumpster. I don't know where they've gone to."
Before anyone could ask any more questions, gunshots rang out from what sounded like a few streets away, and the defence robots whipped around towards the noise. "You look worn out, we've got this." One of them called out as they charged off towards the noise, more gunshots and a loud shout echoing through the alleys as they rounded the corner. Once they were out of earshot, Talwyn sighed in relief.
"Worn out, sure, not sweating up a storm lying the biggest supervillain in the universe out of going to prison!"
"What earned me such special treatment, anyway?" Nefarious grumbled as he peeked out the bin. He shook himself off as he clambered out, dusting his front down and groaning as he stretched his gangly limbs out.
"I ... felt bad for arresting you just because I bumped into you?" Talwyn laughed awkwardly. "Phew, you... You smell really bad."
"I wonder why!" Nefarious growled in response. "I was hoping for more of a "sorry for trying to arrest you and then shutting you in a dumpster" but I'll take "you stink.""
"Alright, alright. I could, uh... You could have a shower at my place, if you wanted. Robots can take showers, right?" She laughed awkwardly at the flat stare she got. "Or would I have to wipe you down by hand?..."
"I'll take the shower, thank you. Don't even think about getting your squishy mitts on me."
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Talwyn had a nice place, near the centre of the city. After a while of careful sneaking around the streets, Nefarious awkwardly stood in the middle of the entrance hallway and looked down at the Markazian, who was busy making herself at home shedding her outer clothing. "So, where's the shower, before I stink the place out."
"Just down the hall on the left. You can't miss it." She smiled as she toed her boots off, watching the tall robot slink away. As soon as he was in the room and the door had shut, Talwyn huffed and rubbed her eyes. What was she doing? This guy was the most dangerous man in the galaxy! Even if he said he has changed, who's to say he wouldn't go back at a moment's notice? The sound of running water down the hall calmed her down a little, as she hesitantly unclipped her gun holster and set it aside... On second thoughts, she took the gun out of said holster and moved to put it down on the table besides the couch, where it would both be within reach, and serve as a reminder to Nefarious not to even think about doing anything troublesome.
Heading into her own room to change out of her work clothes, Talwyn also picked up a fresh towel as an afterthought and brought it with her to the bathroom. She let herself in without a second thought, smiling sheepishly when Nefarious looked over at her from where he was sat in the bottom of the shower. "Excuse you."
"Hey, it's not like you're wearing any less than you usually are. Anyway, I forgot to give you a towel." She explained, hanging it over the radiator next to her. "You're supposed to stand in the shower, you know."
"Quite aware." he responded, rubbing one hand over his face. "Thank you."
Talwyn went to turn and leave, but hesitated. "Are you okay?"
"Of course I'm not okay. You had no reason not to arrest me, and I can't wrap my head around it. I can't wrap my head around any of you squishies anymore." Nefarious growled, standing up and turning the shower off. Claws reached out and wrapped around the towel, then hesitated, thumb rubbing over the fibres. "You couldn't have known whether I was telling the truth earlier."
"I wanted to believe you were." Talwyn eventually responded.
"Good thing I was, then. Regretfully."
Silence hung between them as the robot towelled himself down. After a moment, Talwyn quietly stepped back and left, closing the door behind her to leave him a moment of peace.
Walking over to the kitchen to make herself some coffee after a long day, she allowed herself to think for a bit. Somehow, today had been the first time she'd met Nefarious. She'd heard about him, of course! Seen his face all over the news. Heard about all the awful things he'd done. Yet, meeting him face to face? Why did he seem... miserable? He was nothing like the maniacal supervillain she'd heard about so much. Sipping carefully at the hot drink, allowing herself to sink into her sofa, she waited for Nefarious. Perhaps she was insane to think she could talk to the mad doctor, but she was going to try.
It wasn't long before he showed his face. "I should probably get going. Thanks." He mumbled, avoiding eye contact as he went to walk right past Talwyn, but she jumped up and stopped him, almost grabbing him by the wrist but refraining from touching him at the last moment.
"Wait. Maybe you could stay here for a bit? I wouldn't want you getting caught leaving my house." Talwyn mentally cursed herself for the awful excuse. She felt herself tense up as Nefarious pulled an obviously unconvinced expression, but he turned around and let his hands rest at his hips wordlessly regardless. "Feel free to make yourself comfy. I might have a holofilm we could watch?"
"Whatever you want." the robot mumbled, sitting down at the opposite end of the sofa from where Talwyn had been sitting. "This place reeks of lombax. Don't suppose your boyfriend's going to show face any minute and bash my head in with an oversized wrench?"
"I doubt it." Talwyn laughed solemnly as she settled back down. "Ratchet's off on hero work right now. As always."
"So you wanted me here because you're lonely."
"What? No! I mean- Maybe a bit. Ratchet doesn't mind me inviting other guys over though, and not to assume anything, but you don't look like you have anywhere better to be either." Talwyn stumbled over her words a little, trying not to give the wrong idea but only making it worse.
"Actually, Lawrence has messaged me three times asking where I am. But again, thanks for jabbing at me."
"Oh. Well- um... Do you like any of these films?" Talwyn shifted the conversation quickly, pulling up a page of holofilms she owned on her screen. Nefarious rolled his eyes, but there was a touch of amusement on his face.
"I'm fine with any of these." He huffed. Despite being at the opposite end of the sofa, the two were still sat pretty close thanks to Nefarious' size and the lacking length of the furniture - from where she sat, Talwyn could see the robot's fingers tapping almost nervously on the end of the armrest, mirroring a slight twitch in his boot.
Talwyn looked up at Nefarious until he noticed her, following her eyes to his tapping claws. "Calm down. What's got you on edge?"
"Need I repeat what I said in the shower?"
"Oh, right. Do you want to talk about it more?"
"No, start the film." Nefarious growled, though his face said otherwise.
Talwyn took a chance and pat the robot's thigh a couple of times with her hand. "Alright." She flipped to one of the holofilms she hadn't watched yet and pressed play, snuggling back down into the corner of the sofa once more as the film started.
Nefarious looked as if he needed to say something, but wasn't sure how to. Eventually he breathed in as if to speak and then hesitated; breathed in again; and finally managed to spit out "What's with you squishies and physical affection? Qwark tried to hug me, Ratchet fist-bumped with me, you're touching me - have you all forgotten who I am?!"
"It's called being friendly. You've been pretty down all night and I thought a bit of touch would be nice. I won't do it anymore if you hate it that much."
"I didn't hate it. That's the problem." Nefarious kept his eyes locked on the holofilm, even as Talwyn shifted to put her hand back on his leg.
"Were you just being down because you're touch starved? Is that what this is?"
"Shut up." His eyes were still avoiding her, but he made no attempt to move away from her touch... Talwyn shifted to lean against the tall robot and settle down to watch the movie. It took a while, but eventually an arm found it's way around her side and held her gently, and as she looked up she noticed the scowl on his face had faded away into a look of content. She snuggled further into him, allowing herself to give in to the sleepy feeling lurking over her.
"So, Ratchet." Nefarious mumbled after a while awkwardly.
"What about him?"
"This isn't going to cause problems?" He gestured with his arm around Talwyn.
"Oh, no, no. Me and Ratchet have a bit of a deal going on since we don't see each other much, besides, we're only sitting together! It's nothing big."
"Right. And if you fall asleep on me, that's still fine?"
"Who said I'm going to do that?" Talwyn laughed.
"You already have."
"Oh." She laughed sheepishly. "You don't mind?"
"You want to hear me say it? No, I don't mind."
Talwyn pressed closer to Nefarious and wrapped her arms around him. "Good, because I'm tired and this holofilm is pretty boring." She smiled as the other growled quietly, feeling the vibrations of his humming. His arm tightened just a little around her and she allowed her eyes to close once more, surprised to feel claws running circles over her back almost affectionately.
She only woke up when Nefarious pushed her off gently, reaching towards the table besides the couch. Her eyes immediately fell on the pistol she had left there, but the robot's claws closed around the remote next to it and made no attempt to go for the weapon. He glanced down at her as she sat up slowly, still a bit groggy from her nap, smiling. "You thought I was going to try and kill you."
"The thought crossed my mind." She sighed, pushing herself up off the sofa to move the gun further away from them. She didn't think she'd be needing it anyway, after what just happened. "The film finished while I was asleep?"
"Yeah. I was going to turn it off and let you sleep properly, but the remote was a little too far away."
Talwyn walked back to the sofa and settled back down next to Nefarious, looking up at him hazily. "You've cheered up over the last few hours. You were touch starved after all." She giggled as he once more avoided her gaze. "You can admit you like it."
"It's not just about that."
"Then what is it?"
"...I want more."
Talwyn gave a cheeky smirk. "Oh~ Well, I wasn't going to do anything like that, but now you've got me wanting it too." She sat up and slipped a hand across his chest, though she pulled back when Nefarious gave her a confused look.
"Wait- I think there was a misunderstanding, I didn't mean-"
"Oh? Oh! I'm sorry, I think I'm tired and it's making me take things the wrong way-" Talwyn pulled back awkwardly, though a hand met her shoulder and stopped her from moving away any further.
Nefarious went to speak, but he found himself laughing awkwardly instead, making Talwyn do the same. "No, it's okay. Go ahead."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah." He relaxed a little as she pressed up to him once more, hands returning to his chest before she swung one leg over his lap. "Ratchet would be fine with this too?"
"Ratchet would be fine with anything we do. Whether he'd be happy with me doing it with you? That's a whole different matter!" Talwyn laughed, cupping his face in her hands. "But don't worry about that. I think we could both do with some long-needed fun." She leaned in close, happy to find Nefarious' lips close the gap as she shuffled forwards on his lap to press their bodies together. Claws found her back and pressed her closer surprisingly gently, lifting her to her knees to counter the height difference and tentatively sliding down to her hips. Talwyn had never kissed a robot like this before, cold metal pressed to her lips, neither of them quite sure what to do at first but enjoying the closeness and affection. She slipped her arms around his neck, feeling his claws tighten around her in turn, only pulling back when he slipped his hands down to her rear.
"Sorry. Too far?" He mumbled, though Talwyn's reaction said all he needed to know. He let his thumbs slide under the waistband of her trousers, though refrained from pulling at them. "This is alright?"
"How about you just keep going, and I'll speak up if you do anything wrong?" Talwyn laughed at the worried expression on the robot's face, letting out a little whoop as she felt him pick her up.
"Alright." He sighed. He stood up with Talwyn in his arms, placing her back down onto the sofa and looming over her, hands still exploring her hips as he flipped their positions - albeit with him kneeling on the floor, rather than the seat. Relaxing back into the cushions, she looped her legs around his waist and pulled him in close, nuzzling forehead to forehead with him. Her eyes fell on his claws as they traced their way to her front and gently thumbed at the space between her legs through the thin layers of fabric there. Those digits were surprisingly nimble, and Nefarious managed to pet her without so much as grazing her with the sharp tips, though she noted the extremely focused expression on his face with amusement.
A gasp slipped from her lips as he brushed over the sensitive area, her hands sliding over Nefarious' bodywork as he pressed a little harder. "I want to make you feel good too." She mumbled, though Nefarious shook his head.
"Don't worry about that."
His claws finally tugged Talwyn's trousers down a little, assisted by her lifting her hips for him. He took a moment to thumb over the wet patch on her underwear with a smile, her thighs tightening around his waist as he did, before pulling those down too. Talwyn let out a sound of disappointment as Nefarious pulled away for a moment, though he closed the gap once more as soon as he'd slipped her clothing off, cold digits returning to the heat there, gently parting her lips and stroking her.
"You watch those fingertips if you plan on going any further." Talwyn laughed, taking the robot's free hand in her own and playfully poking the sharp claws. He allowed her to hold his hand, slipping his two fingers awkwardly between her four, her grip tightening as his other claws ventured closer to entering her. Careful not to scratch her, he pressed the tip of one claw inside, cold metal quickly warming up inside her. A whimper slipped from her lips, quickly silenced by Nefarious' mouth as he leaned back in to kiss her more.
He hesitated for a moment, pulling back to ask, "I'm not sure about this. The joints might make things painful for you-"
Talwyn cut him off with a laugh. "If I can take Ratchet, I can take you. Don't worry." She smiled, elaborating at the other's confused expression. "He's a lombax. Lombaxes have spines down there?"
"Oh. That sounds like a bad time."
"You get used to it." Talwyn sighed amusedly. "So yes, it's okay. Go ahead."
Slowly, Nefarious pressed his claw deeper inside her, hesitantly slipping the first joint inside without issue, then the second, stopping soon after when Talwyn let out a shocked whine as the tip of his claw touched her deepest point.
"That's- fuck," She gasped, fingers tightening around the hand she was holding, "It's good. Please keep going." She reassured him, free hand pulling him down to bury her face in his shoulder as the claw inside her shifted experimentally. Nefarious worried for a second as the joint of his finger slipped back out, the motion a little uncomfortable for Talwyn and her expression giving the feeling away.
"Sorry. I won't go so deep." He apologised as he instead slipped his claw in and out gently between the two joints, curling his finger to press against her insides in a way that left her whining and gripping at his shoulder needily. Talwyn shifted her hips a little until his claw was pressing against that sweet spot inside her, rocking in time with his movements, Nefarious running his thumb over her clit gently a couple of times sending an excited shudder through her whole body.
"Nef, let's do this in bed-" She suggested, "I don't want to make a mess of the couch-"
Nefarious chuckled as he slowly withdrew his claw from inside her. "Good idea. Lead the way, I don't know where your room is." He leaned back, giving Talwyn space to stand up as he too rose to his feet. A little shaky, she stood up and sidestepped past him to walk down the same hallway Nefarious had been in earlier. He had left the towel he'd used on the radiator outside the bathroom, and she grabbed it as she passed, figuring it might be needed after how good his touch had felt earlier...
Tossing the towel onto the bed, she instead tended to removing the rest of her clothing. She heard - but didn't comment on - an approving sound from Nefarious behind her as she lifted her shirt, tossing it aside carelessly to unclasp her bra and throw that away too. Laying back onto the bed to toe her socks off, throwing her arms up above her head, she acted up as Nefarious crossed the room to stand over her. "Like what you see?"
Nefarious didn't respond, instead optics trailed up and down her body, followed shortly by claw-tips. The gentle touch sent a shiver through her body, arching her back to press against his hand as it passed her midriff, his palm pressing flat against her skin and pushing her back down onto the bed as he snapped out of his daze. "Yes. You're beautiful." He mumbled, carefully climbing onto the bed between Talwyn's legs and leaning over her, hands either side of her head. Nefarious was huge above her like this, yet as she reached up to drag his face down to hers, she felt nothing but warmth and comfort from being surrounded by his massive form. Her thighs slipped up over his as he shifted forwards, their mouths parting to allow him the space to slip his claws back between her legs, and Talwyn quickly grabbed the towel she had dumped on the edge of the bed to slip under her hips before it intruded on the moment too much. Nefarious looked a little confused, but she laughed.
"Trust me, things might get a little wet."
The slick noise as his claw re-entered her backed up her statement, her wet lips around his metal digit sensitive to the touch. Talwyn squeezed her legs around the robot as he worked her once more, picking up where he left off with his claw tip right against her g-spot. "Nef-" She gasped, "Put another claw in. Please, I can take it."
Nefarious' optics locked onto her face, carefully analysing her reaction as he pulled his hand back to slide the tip of his other claw against her entrance. He couldn't tell whether her expression was one of pain or bliss until one of her hands closed around his wrist and forced his digits deeper, accompanied by a needy whimper as he hesitantly fought back. The feeling of both claws inside her was amazing - the stretch accompanied by the mix of hot and cold metals both flexing inside her was enough to bring her to a climax already, and it was all she could do to hold off for a few more moments before the inevitable rush hit her. She let out a yelp and her thighs shook uncontrollably around the other's waist, fluid squirting around his claws messily.
"Ah, wet-" Nefarious laughed, cut off by Talwyn begging and pulling at his hand to keep going, which he gladly obliged to. "More?" He asked, a desperate whine being the only response. No sooner had her body stopped trembling was she climaxing again, her walls squeezing his digits so hard he couldn't move in either direction.
"Nef-" Talwyn whimpered needily, "Do you have anything, you know- down there?"
"No." Nefarious huffed, part amused, part disappointed. "I was going to-"
"Short answers still apply," she cut him off with a smirk, still whining from the aftershocks of her orgasms. "Just open up the first drawer in that table there."
Nefarious raised an eyebrow, gently leaning over her with his free hand to open the bedside table. A barrage of thoughts hit him as he laid eyes on the toy inside, mainly along the lines of...
"You peg Ratchet?!"
"This doesn't leave this room, okay?" Talwyn skirted the question while still giving away all too much. "Just put it on and fuck me."
Slowly withdrawing his claws from her now relaxed insides, he took the toy from it's storage and fumbled with the cross of straps. The toy itself was of reasonable size, larger than his had been when he was... But the straps were short and he wasn't sure whether they'd fit around his body.
"Give it here." Talwyn rolled her eyes at the robot's hesitance. Snatching the toy from his hands, she unclasped the straps and wrapped them around the other's form, cooling metal pressing against her body as she reached around his back. She was doing this, she was actually doing this...
"I'm not sure about this. It's been a long time since I've done anything like-"
"You've done stuff like this... ever?" Talwyn laughed.
"Ouch."
"I'm kidding. You'll do good, I'm sure." She rubbed the other's hips as she leaned back, admiring the toy now affixed to him. Despite it being her toy, she'd never used it on herself - or had it used on her for that matter. Short but thick, with a hefty knot and a line of ridges along the underside. If the noises Ratchet had made pinned under her with it buried inside him were anything to go by, this was going to be more than just good... Talwyn slipped her hand under the pillow behind her and grabbed the bottle of lube stashed there, handing it forwards to Nefarious, who took it in a way that screamed 'why are you giving me this.'
"Lube. For the toy. I'm not taking that without some help, Nef."
"Oh. Okay, yeah-" He smiled sheepishly as he popped the cap. "I said it's been a while..."
"Don't stress about it. You did good with your hands, it'll be the same with this!"
Once Nefarious had thoroughly lubed 'himself' up, he placed the bottle aside and shifted forwards between Talwyn's spread legs. He had to lift her hips up to align them, and Talwyn halted him to add a pillow to the pile underneath her before willing him forwards. Their eyes locked for a moment before the robot brought his attention to their hips, one hand wrapping around her thigh while the other directed the toy towards her. "Tell me if I do anything wrong." He mumbled as the tip slipped against her a couple of times, then pressed in. Talwyn's hands bundled into the pillows besides her for support as ridges slipped into her one by one, increasing in girth with every 'pop.'
"Nefff-" She whined, partially as a warning as the girth began to stretch her.
"Sorry." He responded, coming to a stop and taking her other thigh in his now free hand, rubbing gentle circles into the soft flesh there. Looking down, he realised he was almost all the way in already. Only the knot was showing between their bodies, though he knew that would take work to get in.
"It's good, it's good-" Reassurance came, a gentle shift of the body below him convincing him.
Gently, Nefarious began to shift in and out a little, gently rocking his hips while his eyes stayed locked on the other's face for any sign of pain. Soft pants and gasps came with every ridge that passed her entrance so he took care not to move too fast, realising the toy was already doing most of the work for him. Talwyn's legs trembled in his hands, and her chest rose and fell as she gasped. He wished he could feel her around him, but for now he made do with feeling the resistance as he pressed deeper into her, savouring the resulting whimper.
"Nef, come here-" She reached out to grab his shoulders as he leaned over her, hands releasing her body to support his weight. Soft lips met hard metal, legs wrapped around the other's hips and kept them pulled close. Talwyn pulled back for a moment to breathe and took in the soft expression on the robot's face, heavy lidded optics gazing into her own eyes.
Nefarious shifted to lean on one elbow, lowering his body down over Talwyn, careful not to press too heavily on her. His other arm reached down to pet her as he shifted his hips, following the same rhythm with his claws on her clit. Their mouths met once more, and Talwyn wrapped her arms behind his neck tightly, pulling them both together even when she had to break the kiss to gasp or moan. While their lips were parted, she asked, "What can I do to make you feel good?"
"Don't worry about it." Nef repeated.
"Nef, I want to make you feel good too..."
He sighed as her eyes met his. "Well..." He began, thinking for a moment. "My rib tubes. They're sensitive- REALLY sensitive."
"Good to know." Talwyn smiled, hands reaching up to wrap around the bright blue tubes.
"Don't tell Ratchet, or I will tell him I know about this." Nefarious hissed, gesturing to the toy between them.
"What if I tell Qwark?"
"Please, can you not bring him up while I'm trying to have sex?"
Talwyn laughed, but shut her mouth as she experimentally slipped her fingers underneath one of the tubes and pulled it away from his body. The purr that came from the robot willed her to slide the tubing through her hand, mimicking the actions with her other hand.
"If you tell him I will have to kill you. And I really don't want to have to do that after all this." Nefarious clarified, then letting his dome fall to the pillow besides her, focusing on his own actions while Talwyn's nimble fingers played along his chest. She tugged ever-so-gently at one of the pipes and his whole body shuddered, a whimper escaping him. "REALLY sensitive- watch it-" He whined, the feeling having thrown his rhythm off for a moment.
"Did it hurt?"
"No, but- I can't focus on you as well when you do it-"
Talwyn did it again, smiling as Nefarious nearly crumbled on top of her. "Don't worry about that. I want you to feel good too. That's what matters."
"I don't deserve that though-" He choked out as she kept toying with the tubing, "Please. It doesn't feel right." The hand that wasn't supporting his weight came up to hold Talwyn's wrist still until she halted. "Sorry. Just... let me please you."
"Alright." Talwyn gave in, "Though you do deserve to feel good. Will you perhaps let me do this to you afterwards, when you're not focusing on me?"
"...Maybe." He sighed. Talwyn's hands fell back to the pillow as he returned to his previous rhythm, claws coming to hold her hip as Nefarious rocked into her. His thumb came to her clit once more, gentle circling motions pulling soft whimpers of his name from her lips, her hot breath clouding up the usually shiny metal of the other's face as she panted.
"Nef, I- think I can take it deeper." Talwyn smirked as the robot looked from her, to the toy, back to her.
"There's only the knot left, are you sure?"
"I'm sure. Just... be gentle."
Hesitantly, Nefarious sat up and took a hold of her legs with both hands once more, holding her still as he pressed forwards. There was a lot of resistance and for a moment it didn't seem like it was going to fit, but with some gentle shifting the toy began to slip inside further. Talwyn whined, and claws rubbed her legs to soothe her, but for once the robot didn't stop to apologise. With one last push, the rest of the toy slipped inside and stayed there, even as Nefarious shifted to lean over her once more.
"You alright?" He asked gently, one hand besides her head to support himself and the other brushing her cheek.
"Yeah... it's so big-" She managed to pant. Pressing her face against the metal claws, she untangled her fingers from the pillow she had been gripping to hold his hands in her own. Their digits awkwardly intertwined once more and she let him pin her to the bed as he rocked his hips into her, the knot gently tugging inside her as he pulled back out. "Nef! Do that again-" She whined, squeezing the robot's hand as he shifted the knot inside her again, a slow rhythm of thrusts drawing a slew of whimpers and gasps from her.
Talwyn wriggled one hand free of Nefarious's grasp to touch herself, fingers gliding over her clit as he continued to press into her. She was so close, it wasn't going to take much to push her over the edge... "Harder Nef, please-"
"Are you going to cum?" he whispered, moving just a little faster as he did. "Cum for me."
And with that she did, back arching off the sheets and fingers gripping his hand with more force than he'd thought possible. Nefarious continued to rock into her for a few thrusts longer, riding out her orgasm as she shuddered below him. Eventually, her fingers came away from her own body to gently rest at his belt and he stopped, patiently waiting to pull the knot out of her until she had calmed a little.
"Nef, that was..." Talwyn huffed, trying to find the words in her clouded over mind. "That was incredible."
"I'm glad I could make you happy." He responded, unwinding his fingers from hers and carefully pulling the knot out of her. He took a good moment figuring out the stupid clasps on the straps at his hips - this toy was definitely made for someone with smaller fingers - and when he finally freed himself from the contraption, he looked up to find Talwyn already asleep, legs still spread and a mess of lubricant and... other fluids coating her thighs.
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Talwyn woke up slowly, eyes blurry until she blinked a good few times, only just making out 8:46AM on her alarm clock. Her body ached, and she was tempted to go back to sleep, but then she remembered her guest. Shit! She'd fallen asleep before she'd repaid the favour...
The pillow she'd had beneath her was set aside, the towel neatly folded besides that with a familiar item placed atop of it. She sat up and noted that the toy had been washed, and her thighs had been wiped down too, but Nefarious was nowhere to be seen. Grabbing the nearest clothing she could find, she pulled a tank top and some dirty joggers on and shakily stood up out of bed.
She looked in the main room first, then the bathroom. He must have left during the night, she summarised. No trace. The mug she'd had coffee in last night was still wet on the side of the sink, her gun placed in it's holster hung up besides her jacket and shoes. The front door was locked but the keys were still on the table besides the door, and the windows were all still closed. "Nefarious?" She asked loudly, on the off chance that he was perhaps just in hiding, but there was no response.
She had to admit she was disappointed he wasn't here, but maybe it was for the best. Ratchet had said he would be home soon, after a celebratory parade in Megalopolis, so it was probably a good idea that she keep the house empty. Now how was she going to tell him she had slept with a supervillain?