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Too much.
That was the perfect way to describe how it felt at the moment. You offhandedly mentioned sharing nights with Ramattra, and Zenyatta jokingly told the both of you that he was curious about human-omnic intimacy after hearing your confession. Ramattra invited his brother to come and see firsthand, so after checking with you to see if you were okay with it, it was decided.
The R-7000’s hand gripping the back of your head was the only thing grounding you after gripping the sheets became useless. Zenyatta tried to provide you comfort by gently caressing your cheek and saying sweet things to you but it only served to make you even weaker to the situation.
Contrary to popular belief, being trapped on your stomach under a large omnic was way less fun and more overwhelming than people think.
Every time you loudly gasped, groaned, whined, or even shed tears under Ramattra, it seemed to egg his sadistic side on. If he wasn’t frequently taking you in his chambers to “study your anatomy” then you’d believe he gets off on the way he’s hurting you.
That thought was interrupted as he lifted your head up from the pillow you used to hide your sounds.
“I asked you a question, answer.”
Right, one of the many ways of striking his ego under the guise of researching your reactions…
“I’m… sorry. S-say it again…?” you struggled to get out as his movements failed to cease.
“Hmph. How does it feel? I can’t tell if you sound pathetic due to my attentions or your own weakness.”
“… You. All you, baby.”
Your words had an immediate effect as he began putting a little more force behind his thrusts, making you curl your legs under him in a desperate attempt for relief. He put your head down roughly to where your cheek was against the bed now, stopping you from hiding your noises while keeping you low.
You began chanting praises for his actions. One thing Ramattra made you do is say how much you love his attention and how grateful you are that he’d even allow it, his idea of course. Zenyatta spoke up for the first time that night as he saw you submit to Ramattra’s demands.
“Brother, do you humiliate them often?” He asked curiously.
“Often, yes. Does that bother you?” Ramattra replied calmly.
Zenyatta hummed in response instead of answering and went back to comforting you. He was even more clueless about human bodies and Ramattra’s rough treatment admittedly worried him, but if you weren’t fighting it then you must be enjoying it. At least he hoped that was the case.
“Do they enjoy it?”
“Ask them.”
Ramattra once again lifted your head and whispered in a low command.
“Tell him. Tell him how much you love it when I use you.”
You clenched uncontrollably at his words, adding to your growing overstimulation. You hesitated for a second too long and Ramattra stilled after burying himself a little too deep.
“A-ah, wait! I love it so much! I’m sorry..” you whine, hoping not to get punished in front of Zenyatta. You look at the slits on his faceplate where you assume Zenyatta’s eyes are and continue your groveling, despite the fact that he’d ultimately have no control over the outcome.
“I’m crying cause it feels good.” you say quietly “Please keep going, sir...”
Ramattra was satisfied with your response and let go of you as he resumed at a rough and thorough pace. You whined pathetically as you were once again overwhelmed by him.
When you were moving back down Zenyatta placed his gentle hands under your face and stroked your cheeks so you had someone to hold you.
Ramattra pounding into you like he hated you and sweet, caring Zenyatta making sure you felt loved? Tears began rolling down your face because this was just too good.
“They’re crying, Brother. Perhaps you could be more gentle?” he says in a polite suggestion.
“They always cry when they’re close, don’t you… pet?” Ramattra responded, his tone mocking despite slowing down just a bit for you.
You could barely agree with him out loud as you indeed struggled not to come then and there. When Ramattra got up from on top of you, you realized his intentions and flipped over in bed. His arms wrapped around your entire body as he lay you still for a moment, allowing you to breathe momentarily.
The Ravager held you close to his chest in missionary before he began a brutal pace. You cried out and jerked under him but it was pointless, he was going to make you come even if you didn’t want to.
The room soon filled with sounds of his large body slapping onto your skin and your loud cries begging him not to make you finish.
He ignored these pleas and kept going until you eventually came under him, completely forgetting that he was putting on a show for Zenyatta that watched the entire thing. It was when he held you close while you recovered that the other omnic’s voice came back.
“That was… very enlightening, Brother. Thank you both for allowing me to experience this with you.” Zenyatta said gently.
You were still slowly wiping at your eyes when Ramattra responded, noticeably softer.
“Of course, Brother… thank you for your ministrations. They get rather sensitive at times.”
Ramattra tilted his head after speaking and looked down at your bare form in his lap. You were still weak, and he secretly felt protective of you when you were in this state. You tried explaining to him before that the way he held you like this was a form of aftercare for the both of you, but he denied such things.
When you felt his gaze you looked up at him, your face still covered with barely dried tears. Your heart ached at the sight of his worry for your wellbeing after roughing you up so much.
So you leaned up and kissed his faceplate gently.
“… You realize I do not have a mouth, correct?” he says, trying not to let it show how much your kisses affected him.
You let out a breathless chuckle and leaned into him more. Ramattra said nothing but began rubbing his large fingers across your scalp, scratching lightly to “pet” you so to speak.
Zenyatta scooted closer to you two and gave you one of his harmony orbs, making you close your eyes in pleasure as the afterglow became 5x stronger.
“If I may, Brother, I would like to do this again sometime. It was quite… enjoyable.”
Ramattra paused for only a second before responding.
“If my pet allows it, it will happen again.”
Your heart warmed as Ramattra referred to you as his pet, and you nodded against his chest. While you weren’t exactly enthusiastic about Zenyatta being here every single time, you knew Ramattra would feel the same way and respect that.
You let sleep catch up with you as the two omnics began meditating in the room, feeling a little exhausted after the events that just took place.