by H D Forth
“I think that was it.” I said to her. She turned and fully looked at me. It took her a moment to meet my eyes, I was okay with it. She nodded timidly, already red to her ears.
Chapter Twenty-One
“Close your eyes.” She said. I did. “I want you to tell me where you feel the pressure.”
I nodded. “Okay,” I said, a small smile on my lips.
I could feel her pressing down on me, with what I suspected to be the handle of the screwdriver. I shivered slightly at the difference in temperature. I told her where I felt the pressure. She moved to a different place. I felt it on my chest at the sternum, once more I replied.
The test continued like that for a good while, before she was satisfied. I noted that she also did tests on my legs, though she hadn't asked me to remove my pants. That was probably a good thing since I didn't think I was wearing anything under them. At least not as far as I could tell.
“That was okay. Could you tell the Nerve Module to stop and analyze the data I’ sending over.” Moments later, data flowed from her tablet to the Nerve Module in my chest. It was data on where exactly she pushed and where I felt it. I could sense the Nerve Module process the data. Then it initiated a new check, obviously not entirely happy with the results yet.
She nodded. “Close your eyes again.” I nodded and followed her orders.
Then she put pressure on my shoulder again. I once more shivered as the handle pressed into me.
A thought struck me. Maybe I could get her to agree…
“Do you have to use the screwdriver?” I asked, not trying to sound innocent at all. “There’s the metal bit at the end, and it’s slightly uncomfortable.”
I swear, I could hear her swallow, before a faint. “Sure,”
She hesitated for a moment, then one of her fingers pressed down on my shoulder. I purposefully let out a sigh of pleasure. Inside I was of course, just as calm.
What in the beast-burned ashes am I doing? She agreed, though. Is this flirting, is it not? Dear gods help me, I’m useless. I thought. Calm as a stone.
She moved her finger, this time trailing it across my skin from shoulder to sternum. This time she pressed with the heel of her hand. It was hot and warm and nice beyond belief. I could smell her, something I hadn't thought to do when I was living in Val’s apartment. She smelled heady, a mixture of metal, grease, and something distinctly feminine, that turned me on just as much as all of Valeria’s teasing combined.
I felt the involuntary tug in my pants, how they slowly constricted around me. There was a soft gasp, and I didn't dare open my eyes to see her reaction.
Instead of pulling away from me, however, Kani put another hand on my chest and started moving it in little circles. This time it was my turn to gasp. When I had been human, I had felt the occasional touch here and there, but I had never had a girlfriend, and neither Erik nor Emmet were overly touchy.
I could feel Kani’s scent on me as her breath deepened. “How does that feel?” She asked. This timer her usually higher pitched voice was lower and more sensuous. It sent a shiver through my body.
“Nice. It feels really nice.” I said, placing my hands on her wrist. Slowly, not entirely sure what I was doing, I caressed her arms, until I reached her shoulders.
“Mmmhh?” She half moaned, half agreed.
I opened my eyes to look at her. She was blushing from her chest to her ears, a satisfied smile on her lips. It almost took my breath away, the only thing that stopped it was my lack of breathing.
Almost involuntarily, I slowly moved one hand down her side and to her hips. Her breathing hiccuped for a moment. I sketched slowly growing circles on her hips, with my hand. My arousal rising with every second that I spend near her. Near upon two days of Val’s teasing and playing with me had finally come to bear, on someone else.
I didn’t think as I drew my hand up to Kani’s neck. I could barely function beyond my immediate lust and the need to be sated. Val had started something inside, and now Kani had awakened it. I drew her down for a kiss.
Our mouth’s connected hers on top of mine. She had a similar, slightly metallic taste to her, something distinctly different from anything else I had ever experienced. Though I didn’t usually run around licking metal, so maybe not. Slowly, as our mouths opened and our tongues intertwined, she moved around my side. Until finally, she threw a leg over the chair, nudging my hips as she settled on top of me.
Our kiss deepened, even further as her weight crushing down on me. Her mouth was wet, hot, soft and hard. It was demanding and needy, and I don't imagine mine was any different. Her body felt soft, warm, and enticing on top of mine. It was one of the best feelings I’d ever had, even without the sensory deprivation of days prior. With them, it was better than a drug.
She started grinding her pelvis back and forth as we kissed. I could feel her heat, even through my pants and her overalls. I slipped one hand down the back of her overalls, she was wearing some kind of silk, lace panties. No pants though.
“Naughty," I mumbled between kisses, as I grabbed a handful of her ass.
“You like it.” She moaned. She pushed at my chin, levering my head to the side. Slowly, her breath growing ever closer she lowered her lips to my neck. Kisses from the joining of ear and throat, down to my collarbone, send trails of hot fiery lust through me.
I felt her quiver on top of me for a few moments, then go rigid for several seconds. I was confused for a moment, it had felt good, but I didn't think I was that good. Then she started getting more frantic, and jerky. Her tongue, no longer making contact with my neck.
I pulled my hand out of her overalls and pushed her slightly away from me. She continued spasmodically squirming on my lap. I started when I realized she wasn’t grinding against me anymore… she was seizing.
I had seen when one of the kids that Madam Mireaux had seizures. I couldn't remember a lot about what to do. The one time I had seen the kid during one, the Madam had cleared an area around him and helped him to his side.
I lifted her up into my arms and rolled onto the ground, so she wouldn't fall off me. Then I queried the laptop for seizure procedures. I got a quick list. Clear an area, put her on her side and don’t put anything in her mouth, don't hold her down.
I followed all the steps, yet I still felt worry for her building in my chest. Did I do this? Did I do something that caused this? Could my arousal have done this to her? Fear gripped my chest like it hadn't done since I’d jumped and pulled Val to the ground, during the bank assault.
She was seizing for 1 minute and 12 seconds, but it felt like two eternities.
“Whuh?” She asked, blearily as she looked around at where she was. The website had said she might be confused.
“Hey, we’re in your lab. I’m sorry about what happened to you. I didn’t mean for it-”
“Workshop.” Was literally the first words that left her mouth. Then her eyes focused on me, and it seemed she comprehended my words. “You didn't do this.” She said quietly. I was a little disturbed at how little relief I felt at that. I had always hated myself a little for how selfish I was. That was why I had brought Emmet along when I moved out. Also because he’s a friend.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
She smiled weakly. “I will be.”
Feeling a little guilty, at my own lack of empathy, I gathered her into my lap. I leaned against the foot of the dentist’s chair, keeping her wrapped in my arms. “It’s going to be okay," I mumbled.
Chapter Twenty-Two
“Close your eyes.” She siasd. I did. “I want you to tell me where you feel the pressure.”
I nodded. “Okay,” I said, a small smile on my lips.
I could feel her pressing down on me, with what I suspected to be the handle of the screwdriver. I shivered slightly at the difference in temperature. I told her where I felt the pressure. She moved to a different place. I felt it on my chest at the sternum, once more I replied.
The test continued liket that for a
good while, ebfoer she was sattisfied. I noted taht she also did tests on my legs, though she ahdnt asked me to remove my pants. That was probabnly a good thing, sicne I didnt think I was wearing anythgihn under them. At least not as far as I could tell.
“That was okay. Could you tell the Nerve Module to stop and analyze the data I’ sending over.” Moments later, data flowed from her tablet, to the Nerve Module in my chest. It was data on where exactly she pushed and where I felt it. I could sense the Nerve Module procerss the data. Then it initiated a new check, obviously not quite happy with the resutls yet.
She nodded. “Close your eyes again.” I nodded and followed her orders.
Then she put pressure on my shoulder again. I once more shivered as the handle pressed into me.
A thought struck me. Maybe I could get her to agree…
“Do you have to use the screwdriver?” I asked, not trying to sound innocent at all. “There’s the metal bit at the end, and it’s slightly uncomfortable.”
I swear, I could hear her swallow, before a faint. “Sure,”
She hesitated for a moment, then one of her fingers pressed down on my shoulder. I purposefully let out a sigh of pleasure. Inside I was of course, just as calm.
What in the beast burned ashes am I doing? She agreed, though. Is this flirting, is it not? Dear gods help me, I’m useless. I thought. Calm as a stone.
She moved her finger, this time trailing it across my skin from shoulder to sternum. This time she pressed with the heel of her hand. It was hot and warm and nice beyond belief. I could smell her, something I ajhdnt tohught ot do when I was living in Val’s apartment. She smelled heady, a mixture of metal, grease and something distinctly feminine, that turned me on just as much as all of Valeria’s teasing combined.
I felt the involuntary tug in my pants, how they slowly constricted around me. There was a soft gasp and I didnt dare open my eytes to see her reaction.
Instead of pulling away from me however, Kani put another hadn on my chest and started moving it in little circles. This time it was my turn to gasp. When I had been human, I had felt the occasional touch here and there, but I had never had a girlfriend and neither Erik nor Emmet were overly touchy.
I could feel Kani’s scent on me as her breath deepened. “How does that feel?” She asked. This timer her usually higher pitched vboice was lower and more sensous. It sent a shiver through my body.
“Nice. It feels really nice.” I said, placing my hands on her wrist. Slowly, not entirely sure what I was doing, I caressed her arms, until I reached her shoulders.
“Mmmhh?” She half moaned, half agreed.
I opened my etyes to look at her. She was blushing from her chest to her ears, a pleased smile on her lips. It almost took my bvreath away, the only thing that stopped it was my lackj of breathing.
Almost involuntarily, I slowly moved one hand down her side and to her hips. Her breathing hiccuped for a moment. I sketched slowly growing circles on her hips, with my hand. My arousal rising withe everyu second that I spend near her. Near upon two days of Val’s teasing and playing wiht me had fianlly coem to bear, on someone else.
I didn’t thin k as I drew my hadn up to KJani’s neck. I could barely function beyond my immediate lust and the need to be sated. Val had made something inside mer and now Kani had awakened it. I drew her down fora kiss.
Our mouth’s connected hers on top of mine. She the same slightly metallic taste to her, something that was distinctly different from anything else I had ever experienced. Though I didn’t usually run around licking metal, so maybe not. Slowly, as our mouths opened and our tongues intertwined, she moved around my side. Until finally, she threw a leg over the chair, nudging my hips as she settled on top of me.
Our kiss deepened, even furhter as her wiehgt cursehd down on me. Her mouth was wet, hot, soft and hard. It was demanding and needy. I dont imagine mine was any fdiffer nt. Her body felt soft and warm on top of mine. It was one of the best feelings I’d ever had, even wwithout the sensory deprivation of days prior. With them it was better than a drug.
She starde grinding her plevis back nad foretha as we kissed anbd moaned into eacho ther mouths. I could feel her, even thofght my pants and her overalls. I slipped one hand down the back of her overalls, she was wearing some kind of silk, lace panties. No pants though.
“Naughty.” I mumbled between kisses, as I grabbed a handful of her ass.
“You like it.” She moaned. She pushed at my chin, levering my head to the side. Slowly, her breath growing ever closer she lowered her lips to my neck. Kisses from the joining of ear and neck, down to my collarbone, send trails of hot fiery lust through me.
I felt her quiver on top of me for a few moments, then go rigid for several seconds. I was confused for a moment, it had felt good, but I didnt think I was that good. Then she started getting more frantic, and jerky. Her tongue, no longer making contact with my neck.
I pulled my hand out of her overalls and pushed her slightly away form me. She continued spasmodically squirming on my lap. She wasn’t gridning agasint me anymore… she was seizing.
I had seen when one of the kids that Madam Mireaux had seizures. I coudltn remember a lot about what to do. The one time I had seen the kid during one, the Madam had cleared an area around him and helped him to his side.
I lifted her up into my arms and rolled onto the ground, so she wouldnt roll off me. Then I queried the laptop for seizure proceedures. I got a quick list. Clear an area, put her on her side and don’t put anything in her mouth, dont hold her down.
I followed all the steps, feeling worry building in my chest. Did I do this? DId I do soemthingf that caused this. Coiuld my arouasla have done this to her? Fear gripped my chest, like it hadnt done when I’d jumped anbd pulled Val to the ground.
She was seizing for 1 minute and 12 seconds, but it felt liek two eternities.
“Whuh?” She asked, blaeriyl as she looked around at where she was. The website had said she might be confused.
“Hey, we’re in your lab. I’m sorry about what happened to you. I didn’t mean for it-”
“Workshop.” Was literally the first words that left her mouth. Then her eyes focused on me, and it seemed she comprehended my words. “You didnt do this.” She said quietly. I was a little disturbed at how little relief I felt at that. I had always hated myself a litte for how selfish I was. That was why I had brought Emmet along, when I moved out. Also because he’s a friend.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
She smiled weakly. “I will be.”
Feeling a little guilty, at my own lack of empathy, I gathered her into my lap. I leaned against the foot of the dentist’s chair, keeping her wrapped in my arms. “It’s going to be okay.” I mumbled.
Chapter Twenty-Three
“Are you okay?” I asked after a few minutes of sitting in quiet silence. When I had first sat down, leaning against the chair, I hadn't realized it, but it felt uncomfortable. This was such a human and everyday experience that I almost smiled again. The only thing that stopped me was looking at Kani’s face, she looked miserable and horrified.
“I had a seizure.” She said, quietly. I rocked her softly back and forth, I didn't know what to do to comfort her. I had never been very good at that part of human interaction. To be honest, there was very little I had been good at when it came to social interaction. I had an embarrassingly short list of friends. Tarra wasn't even on it, and she was my best friend’s soon-to-be-fiancée.
“If you don't want to talk about we don't have to.” I decided not to push her, to just give her space and what comfort I could offer her. It wasn't much, but it was better than nothing. I hoped.
“It started when I was 5.” She said suddenly. I didn’t say anything, just kept quiet. “At least that's the first incident I can remember. As I grew older, they started coming more often, and they made me feel worse afterward.”
“I'm sorry that this happened to you," I said.
She didn't respond, just con
tinued talking. “It doesn’t seem to happen as much when I’m down here in the workshop, that’s why I work so much. When I’m down here and working every day, I’m down to something like bi-weekly seizures.” That still seemed horrible to me, that was still twice a month. “It’s just my luck that I had to get one, while you’re down here.” She tucked her face into my chest, trying to hide from me.
“I don’t hold it against you,” I said. “This isn't your fault. There’s nothing that you do that causes this.” I squeezed her tighter to me, and I could feel some of the tension that had been building in her shoulders dissipate.
“Thanks.” She mumbled. “I understand if you don't want to work with me, there's no reason that you should be held back by someone sick like me.”
This I took offense to. I pushed her out so I could look her in the eye. “This is not your fault," I said firmly. “Anyone who would shun you for who you are doesn’t deserve you. I just met you, but I can tell that you have a lively spirit and good humor, current situation notwithstanding. Anyone who wouldn't want to work with someone like that doesn't deserve the kind of happiness and exuberance that you display. Nothing’s changed. In my experience, everyone’s at least a little broken, you just don’t know how yet.”