“Dean!”
“Just a bit longer. Try again. Hold me inside.”
She couldn’t of course. It was too girthy and too wet. I delivered a series of smacks to her ass and grabbed my cock before it tumbled to the floor, gently forcing it back in her. We both moaned with pleasure. Fuck. It wouldn’t take long.
“I’ll show you after we’re done,” I whispered, giving up. I gripped the base and fucked her while she twitched in my lap, helpless and sweaty from effort. “We’ll watch it together while I’m inside you.”
She didn’t react. Her back muscles bunched with tension, her throat emitting a constant, quiet wail. I fucked her harder, focusing on the brilliant, pounding pleasure in my core as I increased the vibration. She jerked, her hips trying to escape, then gripped me with the tightest orgasm yet. I blew up, everything going quiet and still as I drowned in euphoria.
When I came to, my inner clock told me my orgasm lasted seventy-three seconds. I rebooted, my systems slowly coming online. My body locked, my hand pressed right to the base of my cock, holding it in her throughout. Sera lay in my lap, breathing with effort, her body soft.
“How are you, sweetheart? Everything all right?”
“Mmm. Dunno. Feel dead. Is good.”
I had to run her utterance through a slur filter to get what she said. It made me grin with pride.
“I’m so fucking happy I don’t have to wear that collar anymore. I love you. I’m going to put you in my lap now, okay?”
She made no sound, which I took for acquiescence. Carefully, I placed her back on top of me, sliding the base of my cock into its socket without pulling out of her. She twitched around it, her body a giant noodle leaning on me with complete trust. She was utterly relaxed. Mission accomplished.
But I wasn’t done yet. I grabbed her ass, holding her to me, and walked over to the living room. Her breath hitched with my every step. I made them jarring on purpose, knowing she’d feel my every movement inside her. I sat on the couch sideways,turning Sera’s head so she faced the TV. It had a wireless connection which I used to take over control.
My memory played, Sera’s moans loud, the angle changing depending on what was the hottest. It was the best fucking POV porn on the planet. When my voice came from the speakers, her muscles clenched around me, and she sighed.
“You love it when I talk, don’t you?” I murmured, stroking her scars while my cock gently vibrated, just enough to help her relax. “You’ve been very brave and took me nicely. Everything you’ve ever done wrong is forgiven. Now all you have to do is breathe. Nothing else.”
Shivers ran down her back, and she shuffled a bit, nuzzling her cheek on my chest. When we got to the shot of her stretched pussy, she gripped me tight with arousal, and I launched my thrusting mechanism, but slowly, gently. She sighed, her breathing deepening, but her eyes were open as she watched my memory.
“You like watching yourself when you’re fucked into a mindless mess, don’t you, baby?” I asked, increasing the vibration.
Her body surged, tightening in waves, higher, higher, until the peak. She let go with a long, heavy sigh, and I came a few minutes later, filling her with more lube. She was asleep, finally at peace, and I let myself be blank. All my processes grew quiet, my core growing dark with serenity.
Here was my girl, the reason for my existence, and all I had to do was be—be hers.
Sera’s Epilogue
“Gokiburi called,” Dean said with a huge grin as soon as I came home, the door of our apartment sliding automatically open on my approach. “She did it!”
“No way!” I threw my bag on the ottoman by the door and jumped to embrace Dean.
He wore a frilly apron that said “Let me feed you, darling” and had a spatula in his hand. The apartment smelled wonderfully of ginger and garlic, and something sweetly caramelized. Dean pulled me to him and gave me a deep kiss.
“Missed you,” he said.
“Missed you, too. My interview with Charlie ran longer,” I admitted. “No matter how much he told me, I always came up with more questions. It will be a bitch to edit so it’s not too long. What did Gokiburi say?”
He let me to my feet and went over to the stove to stir the food. “She’s just been given the first temporary sentient robot visa ever. You’ll have to call her later. You’ve both worked very hard for this.”
“Yes!” I pumped my fist in triumph. Now that Zenkyoza was gone, there was far less resistance against allowing sentient robots to become a part of Japanese society, but it still took us almost two years to make this happen.
“Congratulations, sweetheart,” he said, leaning low to give me another kiss. “I ordered champagne for tonight. I’ll run my tipsy code to be on the same wavelength as you.”
“You just want to get me drunk so I can take whatever new cock you’ve made for yourself.”
“Could be. Wash your hands and let’s eat.”
We sat together at the table, I in a chair, Dean in his charging station that he built for himself. It was the closest we could get to sharing a meal.
