His optics see where his avatar's hands currently at. Ah, the avatar needs new set of instructions. And so, he instructs it to proper way of pleasuring her folds. Fingers stroking between the folds? Thumb pressing lightly against her clit? It might be a little wonky since it's a bit difficult to concentrate and, well... unsurprisingly lack of inexperience with humans, but he's trying his best. That must feel much better than the avatar grasping at her pussy.
And yes, she indeed gets a... not a flick but a poke instead to the forehead for that nonsense. Then, that same hand moves down to brush the glow leaking out of her lips with his thumb, smearing his glowy pre on her.]
I was third-in-command and a leader.
[She doesn't get to call him Private! Not that his ranks matter, really. Not here anyway. Honestly, that's going into history that may or may not ruin the pleasant mood, so he's just going to focus back on the pleasure his spike is receiving.
And.... Oh, how grand her breasts feel, sliding up and down. More precum spurts on her face, chin, and breasts. And as if it's not already obvious Monika's breasts are his favorite? His spike quickly grows to his full length, all one foot long metal cock that Monika may have to rise up to have her mouth stay on his tip. His spike throbbing as the "sexy LED indicator", as Monika dubbed it internally, intensifies in its glow. He's squirmy, more than ever; fingers clench hard on the mattress, metal legs twitch, and his boots shift left and right. Signs that he's getting very close.]
Getting... Difficult to hold on.
[He could release right now... has the choice to do it, but he's waiting for a certain someone's word. After all, there's only one person in this room who holds power over him in this moment.]
Monika? [She gets a little begging, as a treat.
He sees her show of gratitude, and Monika doesn't have to do much to gain his appreciation during this. The fact she's so willing to do this daunting, if not risky, task is enough to make him appreciative of having such a precious friend in this place. One he could not be afraid to show and receive intimacy.]
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[More praises thrown her way.
His optics see where his avatar's hands currently at. Ah, the avatar needs new set of instructions. And so, he instructs it to proper way of pleasuring her folds. Fingers stroking between the folds? Thumb pressing lightly against her clit? It might be a little wonky since it's a bit difficult to concentrate and, well... unsurprisingly lack of inexperience with humans, but he's trying his best. That must feel much better than the avatar grasping at her pussy.
And yes, she indeed gets a... not a flick but a poke instead to the forehead for that nonsense. Then, that same hand moves down to brush the glow leaking out of her lips with his thumb, smearing his glowy pre on her.]
I was third-in-command and a leader.
[She doesn't get to call him Private! Not that his ranks matter, really. Not here anyway. Honestly, that's going into history that may or may not ruin the pleasant mood, so he's just going to focus back on the pleasure his spike is receiving.
And.... Oh, how grand her breasts feel, sliding up and down. More precum spurts on her face, chin, and breasts. And as if it's not already obvious Monika's breasts are his favorite? His spike quickly grows to his full length, all one foot long metal cock that Monika may have to rise up to have her mouth stay on his tip. His spike throbbing as the "sexy LED indicator", as Monika dubbed it internally, intensifies in its glow. He's squirmy, more than ever; fingers clench hard on the mattress, metal legs twitch, and his boots shift left and right. Signs that he's getting very close.]
Getting... Difficult to hold on.
[He could release right now... has the choice to do it, but he's waiting for a certain someone's word. After all, there's only one person in this room who holds power over him in this moment.]
Monika? [She gets a little begging, as a treat.
He sees her show of gratitude, and Monika doesn't have to do much to gain his appreciation during this. The fact she's so willing to do this daunting, if not risky, task is enough to make him appreciative of having such a precious friend in this place. One he could not be afraid to show and receive intimacy.]