FSE

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This was something I wrote for a good friend of mine after an image he drew (This one http://www.furaffinity.net/view/10109490/) inspirired me to write this super-short story! I do hope you all enjoy it. Let me know what you think in the comments!

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"Vess, uh - what are you doing?"

"My core temperature is exceeding optimum parameters." Vess said matter-of-fact as she finished unzipping the front of her jumpsuit. She stopped just below her waist, a blue tuft of hair visible just above the zipper. Her breasts hung out in the open air, nipples small and blue like her tongue.

"Okay...but, um, it's not really normal to just - expose yourself like that," I stammered, blushed and tried to refrain from looking at her. It wasn't that I didn't want to, but she shouldn't be doing what she was, it wasn't proper.

Vess is an organic synthetic and I'm sure she has no qualms about nudity but that didn't assuage my concerns. I couldn't help but wonder why my father had purchased a female Vess to be my bodyguard in the first place. Was he trying to test me? Tempt me with a being that would do whatever I asked it to that didn't put it at unnecessary risk for damage.

"It's the most efficient method of lowering my core temperature. This particular suit contains heat effectively and this environment is doing me no favors." I couldn't argue with her logic. "If it offends you I can leave the room."

"No! I mean, you don't have to do that, Vess. I'm just not used to seeing, or have ever seen a girl uh, half nude." Vess clearly didn't seem to understand my embarrassment and trepidation. I quickly realized she didn't care about me staring at her healthy endowment either when my furtive glances didn't faze her. Part of me wondered why she had been created with such proportions and ridiculously feminine curves. I never really paid much attention to her in the week she'd been following me around but now I couldn't help but notice the way her suit clung to her hips or her piercing yellow, slit pupiled eyes. It stirred something deep inside me.

"Can I touch them?" I snapped my mouth shut and mentally slapped myself. Where the hell had that come from? "Yes," Vess replied, expressionless and sauntered over to the suddenly uncomfortable couch I was sitting on. My eyes went wide and I tried to think of an excuse to cover for my outburst. Vess sat lightly on the couch, one leg bent so she could sit facing me. The couch creaked under her weight that she so well masked. She was big, easily a foot and a half taller than I was. She loomed over me and her breasts were at perfect eye level. I looked up at her and she had the slightest of smiles on her face.

Vess wasn't a human synthetic. She had a human figure, but she had a somewhat reptilian head, a long, pointed snout and two thin, acicular ears. My palms had started to sweat and I could feel my cheeks burning. She regarded me coolly, waiting for me to do what I'd requested permission to. I wondered what my father would think if he came home and found me like this. Would he be mad at Vess, me or both of us? Perhaps he would be proud that his son was growing up? Doubtful.

I clenched my fists and steeled myself. Vess showed no emotion, but I was positive she was amused by my nerves. The Vess line wasn't considered completely self-aware, however, they were capable of understanding and displaying emotion in a way that was uncanny for something that wasn't born and raised in the traditional sense. My palms pressed timidly against her warm and very real skin. Her nipples were soft points against my dainty grasp. I smiled at how comical it was how her breasts dwarfed my teenage hands. "They don't feel like heat sinks," I muttered to myself.

"If you're referencing the traditional finned chunks of metal, no, they don't." My curiosity overtook my anxiety and I kneading them gently. Vess shifted, leaning against the back of the couch, putting an arm along the top, assuming a relaxed posture." Do you feel - I mean, does it feel okay? Do you even feel, um, can you even feel pleasure?"

"Of course I can. Perhaps not the same as a human would, but this is enjoyable." Vess explained with a hint of a smile. I thought it was a little lame that the first breasts I ever touched weren't a real girl's; maybe that didn't even really matter, societal norms be damned. Her skin was warm and there was nothing fake about it. Her dermis was just as real as mine, but more capable and it healed much faster. My hands experimented, fingers exploring her nipples, testing the supple, firm flesh.

"How is your - core temperature?"

"Nominal."

I nodded lamely and timidly ran my hands down her belly. It felt like normal muscle beneath her skin, but like everything else about Vess it wasn't quite so. "You know, I kind of expected you to feel - cold like you weren't really alive. How long have you been, uhm, alive? Is that the right word?" I brought my hands back and put them in my lap, surprising myself by what I felt. I'd been so absorbed in touching Vess I didn't realize how excited my body was by the action.

"The word is appropriate; after all, I am quite alive, as you noticed." Vess smirked and I swore her eyes had a mischievous glint. "I'm about two years old, as strange as that probably sounds to you. Protecting you is my first assignment though. The time before this was spent training and getting up to speed on living, basically."

"Interesting I-" Vess' fingers slid through my hair along my scalp and I froze up. Her slim fingers sifted easily through my short hair; it was pleasant and reminded me of when my mother used to do the same. Her hand left my head and I opened my eyes. "Should I not have done that?"

"What, no, you didn't do anything wrong. I - kind of liked it. Just reminded me of my mother is all." Vess' hand returned lightly to my head and continued petting me. "Yes, I was briefed on your family's history. I'm sorry about your loss."

"It was a long time ago," I muttered and pushed the memories from my mind. My bodyguard was partially nude, sitting on the couch next to me and playing with my hair. I clearly had more important things to be thinking about than ancient history. "This doesn't seem like something useful to know about to be able to do your job."

"Knowing how to comfort someone? Not all of us go on to be bodyguards. I wasn't taught this, specifically; we know and understand all human emotions. Empathy can be very useful to me. Is it not a good thing that I can put you, my charge, at ease? It makes my job easier." Vess bent the leg she had on the couch and pulled me practically into her lap, trapping me in an embrace that pressed my face into her bosom. My cheeks burned and I felt incredibly awkward, but being held against her sent a shiver down my spine. I hesitantly slid my arms under her suit and around her back, returning her affection.

"Feel better now?" I chuckled at the absurdity of her question. Despite understanding us she still didn't seem to have any concept of modesty; they must have left that out when they created the vess. Not that I was complaining, I was quite happy that she had no qualms about me feeling her up. Her back was perfectly smooth and featureless, nothing marring its perfection.

Vess released me and made no attempt to detach me when I didn't on my own. Instead, she grabbed my thighs and picked me up with absolutely no strain. She repositioned herself so she was sitting normally on the couch and resettled me in her lap after she'd extracted my arms from her suit. My head rested against her firm breasts and her arms held me in a soft embrace.

It felt a bit strange being cuddled by my inhuman bodyguard, but I relaxed into her knowing my insignificant weight wouldn't hurt her. Vess' warms hands begin to rub my belly through my shirt and soon after I felt her skin against mine. My breath came faster at the skin-on-skin contact. I grew used to the feeling after a few moments and closed my eyes.

Her fingertips made my skin tingle as they slowly moved lower and lower. My eyes snapped open and I jumped when her delicate fingers gently grasped my member. I hadn't realized what she was doing until it happened. "Vess! I-I don't think, ah - this is appropriate!" I stammered as he fingers brushed the most sensitive part of me. She immediately stopped and withdrew her hand.

"I apologize. I thought you would like it and I know it's something that builds trust in a relationship between two people." Vess didn't seem to make a distinction between a business or intimate relationship.

"It does - I think. I wouldn't really know." I knew she wouldn't try to continue even though I wanted her to. It had felt so good, but nobody else besides me had ever done that.

Vess was programmed to take most forms of speech literally; talking in idioms tended to confuse them unless they were common in normal speech. Telling her 'no' when I really meant 'yes, but I don't want to admit to it' wasn't going to work. "You've never had sexual relations before?" I blushed at her blatant statement.

"Um, no, but I wouldn't mind if you continued what you were doing."

"Okay," she replied easily, her hand sliding back under the waist of my underwear to take hold of me again. It felt amazing and the naughtiness of the situation seemed to make it that much better. Touching myself in the privacy of my own room would never be the same. I wondered for a moment why Vess was programmed to know sexual interaction, but quickly stopped questioning the decision as wrong and thanking the perverted scientists.

Vess seemed to know exactly what I wanted and undid my pants, pulling them and my boxers down onto my thighs, freeing me from the textile imprisonment. Her hand tugged and teased me, thumb rubbing against the tip so delightfully that I unconsciously bit my lip. I couldn't contain the quiet noises I was making against my will, my hands gripping at her suit tightly.

The familiar pressure of coming release was growing in my loins and I didn't stand a chance at holding it off under Vess' exquisite touch. Her other hand slipped around my balls and I thought morbidly how easily she could destroy them with her preternatural strength. The thought was instantly banished when she pulled on them gently. It sent me over the edge in an instant.

All my muscles tightened and I held my breath, trying to fight my inevitable release to keep the experience from ending. My head pressed back into her breasts and I let out a long sigh, member contracting rhythmically as I came - hard. Wetness fell onto my belly and I was sure my poor shirt was ruined with how strong my orgasm felt. Vess didn't stop her ministrations until I was left out of breath and shuddering against her. She stopped only when I had nothing left in me and sweat dotted my brow. "That was amazing," I muttered, laying limp against Vess. "Um, do you want me to, I mean, would you like a turn?"

"I would recommend you clean the mess you made on yourself. Your father will be returning soon."

"Oh, okay." Vess' breath rustled through my hair as she nuzzled the top of my head.

"You may next time." Next time? I decided I was never going to question my father's decision to contract Vess again.