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"2... 2B!?" 9S gasps, staring up at the lips of her womanhood, something that most androids would never get to see, let alone possess. "What are you..."

2B slides her foot down along his bare chest, soon poking the toe against the hem of his shorts. "You're aroused as well, 9S."

Completely red, he chokes out a quick response. "W... well, yeah, I mean, look at what you're doi-"

She pulls her toe away and with a swift motion, slides the heel under his pants, tugging them down with a kick, letting his cock spring free. "Did you choose the size, 9S? It seems rather... small."

"H... hey, I was just testing it out!" He said. "I didn't want to have anything gigantic. I never thought-"

"That'd you'd get to use it?" Well, I suppose that's right," she says, straddling him now. She squats down, her fingers playing with the hem of her outfit, never letting her sex leave his sight. "You always are trying new things. You're always looking into places you shouldn't. Do you like seeing this?" she asks.

"Uh... y-yes!' he says, his eyes fixated upon it.

"Then drown in it," she says, lowering herself, both hands now on either side of his head as she squats down to face level. She laces her fingers, pushing his head up into her sex.

9S fights a moment, his hands struggling for a hold until they finally find 2B's ass. He squeezes the cheeks as he tries to get his hold, the side of his mouth rubbing against her lips.

Soon enough, though, he finds a comfortable spot, and the sounds of his tongue licking into her rise up from her thighs.

2B rocks her hips forward, urging him to eat her out with greater efficiency. During the exchange, her lips remained parted as soft breaths emerge from them. Soon enough, though, she lets go of him.

9S, who had been resting his head against 2B's hands, falls back with a yelp. Rubbing his head, he groans. "Aaaww, what was that, 2B? I was just starting to."

2B sits upon his chest, spinning around and facing his modest member. She leans in, wrapping those thick lips around the shaft, bobbing her head quickly over it.

9S's eyes roll back as she works on him, her head tilting from side to side as she wettens up his shaft. It's only a little bit before she scoots forward, dragging her slick wetness over his pale chest. He can only stare at her flesh as she licks up along his length with her womanhood and then descends upon it.

She looks away from him, her head tilting back, letting the warmth of the sun hit her skin. Slowly, she rolls her hips, rocking over his length, over and over again, saying nothing, only feeling the thrill, the similar thrill to when she fights, tearing into metal, destroying life.

9S pushes himself up by his elbows. "2....B.... I can't... I can't hold on much longer."

"Oh, Nines..." she whispers.

He perks up "w... wait, what did you just say?'

She picks up the pace, basically bouncing over him now. His curiosity sated, for the time being. He falls back, running his hands through his hair. "I annnn... I can't believe..."

But she can... she can believe they are doing this... it's just like the last time they did this. The last time she felt frustrated at her position, of her true designation.

"Tw... 2 B...!" 9S groans out, his hands grabbing her ass again, holding her down. "I'm about to!"

"Nnnth, I know.... I knoooow!" she sighs as she feels his simulated semen shoot up into her, filling her barren, artificial womb

"Oh... oh wow... t... thank you, 2B... that was... that was better than I'd imagined. I'd only dreamt I could do that with you..."

"No..." 2B says, raising up, his semen trickling down between her legs as she stands up. She holds out her hand, sighing, "It wasn't a dream. You were wonderful then, too..."

"Wait, what do you..."

2B spins around, plunging her blade down into 9S's chest! Tears strain down her cheeks as she stares into his eyes. He holds his hand out, brushing her cheek, his mouth agape in confusion and his distress. Soon, though, there's a recognition. Had he... had he been here before, with her? Dieing...? Before he could put it together, however, his eyes roll back, and his hand falls limp.

2B stands on the rooftop, alone. She pulls her visor free and wraps it around her eyes once more, patching herself through directly to Commander White.

"This is 2B. Unit 9S has been eliminated... again."

"Acknowledged. Return to the Bunker."

"Affirmative," she says. "2B out."

I often think about the god who blessed us with this cryptic puzzle... and wonder if we'll ever get the chance to kill him.

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"Hey, 2B?" 9S asks as they run from one roof to the other on a fetch quest for some broken screws.

"Hm? What is it?" the quiet android asks.

"Does this place look familiar to you?"

"A lot of these buildings look the same. Maybe you scanned it recently..."

"Hm.... Maybe... Pod, was there any significance about this rooftop?"

"Processing: This rooftop was once home to a human institution known as a 'Love Hotel.' Humans would rent rooms specifically for use for physical relations, particularly if they wished to remain anonymous."

"Huh, that's weird. I mean if they were just going to have sex, you think they'd do it anywhere, right?"

2B stands at the edge of the roof, looking out over the rest of the ruined city, her hands folded as she fights to keep her calm demeanor. "Sometimes... sometimes a place just has significance. And sometimes one has to do things under the shadow of secrecy.."

"Huh?"

"Nothing... we should be going." With that, she hops off. Another day, another mission, with the main mission forever burned into her soul--one she will have to perform, over and over...