Apricity

Shion doesn't have weaknesses. Through the years she's been awakened, she's meticulously selected who she lets “in” and crafted a loyal network for her disposal. Ruthless and efficient are two principles she strives to lead and live by.

And yet, you seemed to have wormed your way into her chassis.

You're a human; a fleshy, soft, weak little thing that works the graveyard shift at a convenience store under the Hashimoto's protection (so long as the owner pays his dues and allows the storage of weapons and other smuggled goods). It was only one glance at you through the store's window that made Shion become obsessed with you. Was it your meek disposition? Your unjudging eyes whenever she stopped by? Or how you knew to immediately call her Lady Shion?

Whatever caused it, it is infuriating. A pretty, weak little thing isn't much use to her, and yet she cannot get you out of her mind. Yes, she's always had a taste for beautiful things such as yourself and has taken her fair share of partners, but never has someone affected her like so. 

Her ride around Tokyo hasn't cleared her thoughts and she finds herself under the neon red LED lights of the storefront. She parked her bike around the corner to surprise you. She always likes seeing how your eyes brighten when she enters the store or how you greet her warmly despite the clear power she holds. And soon, she hopes, she'll have you in her claws. 

Preferably underneath her as you sob her name.

Her optical receptors shift and focus when she sees two strange men leaning against the counter and the terse smile on your lips. It's clear by the colors that accent their clothes and the insignia on their backs they are from a rival clan. She feels her system heat with anger that they not only are in her territory, but they are bothering you.

“So, why don't you come with us for a bit. I'm sure if you were gone for a few moments it wouldn't harm anything here.” One of the men speaks as he reaches out to brush the backs of his fingers against your cheek. You visibly recoil from his touch and that angers Shion.

“You should not touch what does not belong to you.” Her voice is like a purr as she stalks behind the two. Her hand darts out like a viper and grabs the man's wrist in a crushing hold, practically yanking him away from your face.

“O-Oh, shit! It's Shion!” The other man yells and stumbles away, nearly knocking over the chip display. His eyes dart between Shion, you, and his buddy as he steps back again, clearly unsure if he should just run or try to help his friend. Shion's grip tightens further and she finds enjoyment at the sounds of his bones cracking. She yanks him away from the counter, letting go of his wrist to push him towards the exit with his friend. Both of them waste no time scrambling out the door and running off down the dark street.

A rush of air escapes her components as she turns her face to you. You're already smiling her way while you let out a relieved sigh.

“Lady Shion…” You murmur in that sweet voice of yours, making her feel like she is short circuiting. “Thank you.”

“Do not thank me, little dove. I am just glad I decided to stop by tonight.” Shion tuts softly as she reaches over to touch where that filth touched you, as if to rid you of him. You don’t flinch from her and that pleases Shion. “Perhaps we should move you to work days…much safer.”

“Would you still visit me if I worked during the day?”

“Of course. I make sure all my little pets are well taken care of.” She coos and is slowly moving her hand back from your face. Your eyes glance to her neck, likely staring at the lights when she talks, before shyly looking away. You try to hide your smile and Shion knows her words have an effect on you. It pleases her. 

She stares at you, her optics shifting slightly as she processes her next words. She sets her hand down on the counter and leans forward with her gaze still on you. Her head tilts to the side as your breath catches in your throat and yet you still don't back away from her. She hums, the sound is mechanical compared to a human's.

“Are you free tomorrow night, little dove?”

“Ah, I work-”

“No, you don't.” The look of surprise on your face makes Shion laugh. “I will have coverage for you. Tomorrow, I want you to come with me to one of my clubs. I can pick you up. Would you like that?”

“Oh, I don’t think I've ever been to a club before. That will be fun.” You give her another smile and it pleases her to hear you easily comply. “I can write down my address for you, Lady Shion.” 

“Yes.” She murmurs, despite already knowing your address. She’s already learned all your habits and routines.She knows you live alone save for the cat you took in a few months ago, that you live in a slightly run down apartment building she plans to buy soon, how you have an ex that her men of seen linger near your building on random days and times, that you use a bicycle to get to work, and that you don’t have many friends except a close few that visit every so often (all that she’s vetted for your safety, and to make sure you’re not dating any of them). She’s properly learned about her prey, and now it’s time to lead you into her den. She watches you feed out some blank receipt tape before scribbling down your address in pen. 

“Here you go, the parking is a little weird.” You hand over the slip and Shion takes the receipt paper with the utmost care.

“I will be there at 8pm.” She turns away from the counter, her heels clicking against the tiled flooring. She turns her head so her optics can look at you. “Wear something nice, but casual…And expect some dancing.” 

And then she leaves, after calling for someone to guard the store while you’re there.

—

Shion arrives a few minutes before the time she told you. She pulls off her helmet and jacket–items she never wears but wants you to wear–and slides off her motorcycle. She wears a red suit jacket and short dress along with her heightening heels. She prefers her usual attire consisting of a matching white suit jacket and slacks, but tonight is special.

Tonight is the night she plans to make you irrevocably hers.

She walks through the squeaky door and glares at the run down surroundings of the hall. The elevator is still taped and closed off but luckily for your sake you only live on the second floor. She climbs the steps slowly, timing it right so when she arrives at your apartment 202 she’s there on time. Her metal fingers knock against the wood and she can hear a soft curse on the other side followed by rapid footsteps.

You open the door with a smile, your heels in hands. 

“Lady Shion!” You exclaim, holding the door open. “Come inside. Don’t mind the mess. I just need to get these on.”

Shion walks inside and her optics shift to take in everything she can of your open space. It’s very homey, and it is very you. Little trinkets line the shelves that have various books and framed pictures along them. The two seater couch has slightly sunken in cushions and is draped in various blankets. She spots the cat tower in the corner, well used with various toys around it.

But when her vision looks to you in the kitchen, her body freezes.

You’re wearing a slick, deep red (her favorite color) a-line mini dress that hugs your chest just right and the hem is short enough to where she gets a perfect view of your thighs. She hopes that you will bend over enough to see what you have underneath your clothes. 

The sound of a can opening and little footsteps racing out the nearby hall snap her out of her daze. 

“Sorry, it’s Rex’s dinner time. Then I will be ready to go.” You call over your shoulder as you scoop out some of the flaky, wet food onto a small plate. You move to the right of your kitchen, keeping your back to her. Shion is quick to move into the kitchen and she watches as you slightly bend down at first before squatting to set the bowl of wet food for a very happy cat. Shion caught a glimpse of something lacy underneath. She feels her body heat up for a fraction of a second before she wills her components to cool off.

“That is okay. We are not on a schedule, little dove.” She coos, her optics stay focused on you. They never leave your figure as you move back to the living room and sit on your couch, slipping on the short heels. Shion can't help but drag her gaze up your legs. She never cared much about humans. She could admire their beauty with appreciation, but you…you were another level of beautiful to her.

And you will be all hers soon.

“Okay, I'm ready.” You stand up and pick up the small purse left on the coffee table. “I hope this dress is alright. I don't go out much unless one of my friends drags me out.”

“You look perfect.” Shion purrs and steps up to you, invading your space. She tilts her head down to your bare neck and your tantalizing cleavage. Her gaze lifts to meet yours, tilting her head as she softens her voice,“I have a gift for you.”

“You didn't have to do that. I don't have anything for you, Lady Shion.”

“Oh, but I did. And your company alone tonight is all I need.” She keeps her voice soft, luring you closer to her until she steps back. She puts her hand in her jacket, pulling out a velvet box. “You look gorgeous, my little dove, but I think this will further accentuate your beauty.”

Your hands gently take the box and you slowly open it, revealing a silver necklace. The chain is dainty and the small pendant is of a sculpted tiger; a symbol stating you're claimed by Shion. “This is gorgeous, I don’t know how I can accept something like this, Lady Shion.”

“Accept it by wearing it.” She plucks the box from your hands and carefully pulls out the necklace she had made for you. She deftly unclasps it and walks around your body. She drapes the jewelry along your collarbones, purposefully making sure to touch your soft skin in the process as she brings it up to your neck. It's a short chain and it sits like a collar as she reclasps it, letting her fingers linger on you before pulling away. 

You slowly turn to face her with that adorably shy smile on your face, your own finger tips coming up to touch the pendant. “Thank you… You look amazing too, by the way.”

Shion chuckles, “Sweet little dove, you flatter me. Now, let's get going.”

She offers her arm to you and you gently looped yours with her. Her voice hums out, satisfied, as you both leave your apartment. You briefly move away from Shion to lock the door before returning by her side. She almost laughs when she watches your surprised face stare at her bike and ask if that's what you both are riding.

“Yes, I rarely travel without it. It is very…exhilarating. You can wear my helmet and jacket.”

“What about you?”

“I usually ride without it.” She feels the same warmth as you look at her in amazement before you walk up to her motorcycle. Shion lifts the helmet and jacket she left on the seat and hands them over to you. She watches you slip on her jacket and then her helmet with her help. She swings her leg over the bike and starts the engine. “Hop on the back, little dove, and do not be scared to hold on tight.”

“This will be the first time I’ve ridden one of these.” Shion feels you get behind her and feels your hands tentatively rest on her hips. 

“Oh, little dove, you will need a firmer hold.” She laughs and revs the engine. She doesn't hesitate to take off, hearing you yelp before your arms wrap tightly around her waist. You're pressing yourself against her back and Shion finds herself relishing in the warmth your body puts off. She hopes to feel more of you later tonight. She can hear your giggles and soft squeals as she weaves through traffic, speeding knowing no one will stop her. 

Shion slows down once they approach the Tiger's Den, one of more popular clubs owned by her and the Hashimoto's. She parks her bike and gets off before offering her hand to you to help you off. You slip off the jacket and helmet, and worriedly try to fix the slight helmet hair that it gave you. Shion laughs and struts close to you, her hands moving carefully as she helps neaten your hair for you. She offers her arm to you again and this time you aren't hesitating on looping yours with hers.

You both walk down the stone steps, the red LED casting a haunting glow. The people waiting in line watch you both cut to the front of the queue. The bouncer didn't even question it, having automatically recognized Shion. The music is light and the vibrations of the bass can be felt through the floor. There's a sea of people dancing in the flashing lights while there are plenty others lining the walls in chairs or at the two different bars available. Shien leads you to her private booth in the corner and other patrons know to keep their distance from her and those with her. 

Shion pulls you in close when you both sit on the plush seats. Her hand slides from between your shoulder blades to your hip as she keeps you pressed against her side. She hums softly as your eyes take in the club. She reaches over and slides the thin drink menu and the small food menu in front of you.

“Go ahead and order whatever your heart desires. It is my club after all.”

“Anything I want?” Your voice is just loud enough to be heard over the upbeat music and she has to stop herself from leaning in closer. She can see the way your eyes dart to her face's lips and then down her chest before meeting her optical receptors again. Shion can see the mischievous glint appearing in your eyes for a moment before a bashful expression appears. 

“Oh, do not shy away now, my dove.” Her teasing tone is clear as day and she loves to watch you squirm.

“I'm…trying to be bolder with you, Lady Shion. You just intimidate me a little.”

“I haven't given you a reason to fear me, have I?” Shion coos in faux concern as she keeps her optics locked on you. She can't resist reaching up to touch your cheek with the lightest of touches before she pulls away.

“I'm not afraid.” You glance away and look down at the menu. “I don't know how obvious it is but I think you're really pretty and very much above me, so it intimidates me.”

Oh.

She was not expecting that answer.

“Oh, my little dove.” The grin in her voice is evident at your confession. Her hand shifts and she grasps your thigh, squeezing it as gently as she can to not scare you off. She tries to smile though her face plate is a little too stiff for movement yet. “You captured my interest when I first met you. You are beautiful and if you will let me, I would like to make you mine tonight.”

She sees you blink and it makes her giggle softly. She moves her hand to caress your inner thigh, creeping upwards slowly before pulling back.  Shion speaks again, “Would you like that, little dove?”

You don't respond and Shion tilts her head. She thinks she's overstepped but then she feels your warm, soft hand tentatively rests on her knee. “Just for tonight?”

“Oh no. Once I sink my claws into you, you'll be mine forever.” She can see the happy look in your eyes and then the shyness too. She takes a moment to scan the crowd and her eyes shift and focus on a particular figure she spots. She knows him. She recognizes him as that pesky ex that refuses to leave and lingers in the peripheral of your life. He’s someone she does not want you to see again, both for your sake and her plans. “Why don’t you go dance for a song or two? I have something to take care of and then I will come and get you.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. Go, enjoy yourself, little dove.” She regrettably moves away from you to get out of the booth before offering her hand. She helps you out of the booth, keeping you close to her before stepping back. “Do it for me and I will give you a little reward afterwards.”

“O-Okay.” You give her a hesitant smile and Shion nearly growls at the heated look you give her. You turn and walk onto the dance but take another second to glance back to Shion, before you merge with the crowd. She doesn’t worry. She knows she can find you anywhere and with her pendant sitting at your collarbones, most should know not to touch what is hers or else they will end up dead in some alley. 

Shion shifts through the crowd with graceful ease. People avoid her as she makes her way to the wall where that man is leaning with his friends. She focuses on him and she wouldn’t be opposed to slitting his throat where he stands. If you weren’t somewhere nearby she would. Shion slinks up to the man slowly, her body tightens and is ready to fight if necessary. 

“Yeah, I saw my ex here. I wonder if she’ll still let me hit.” He cackles to the man next to him. She feels a sickening heat course through her system at the way he speaks about you. It makes her feel disgusted. “She gets so needy, I bet she would-”

“Hello, gentlemen.” Shion saunters up to him and she can see how his face seems to lighten up with interest. She doesn’t even give him a chance to say anything more. Her hand darts out violently, clasping tight around his neck. His friends exclaim loudly and try to stop her, but her loyal employees are already stopping them. Shion cocks her head to the side as he struggles for air and her optics shift to pinpoints as she relishes in the pain and fear on his reddening face. 

“You and your friends will leave my club. And if you ever sniff around her,” She says your name and she can tell her hair has shifted by how the man’s eyes focus on her forehead and then her neck. “I will destroy you. Do you understand?”

He manages to nod despite Shion’s grasp on his throat.

“Good.” She holds on to him a few seconds longer for letting go. She doesn’t stay to watch him fall to the floor or scramble to his feet to leave. She simply turns away and starts to look for you. She shifts through the bodies dancing, the floor thrumming from the bass in the song. She catches that deep red dress you’re wearing and her systems heat up again in a different way.

Shion reaches you near the edge of the dance floor, your back to her as you’re swaying to the beat. She hums as she steps behind you and places her hands on your hips. She feels you jump and you turn around looking startled, but when you see her you relax in her hold.

“Hi, Lady Shion.” You drawled just loud enough over the pulsing music, an easy smile on your face.

She chuckles, “Did you have a drink, little dove?” 

“Just a shot or two. I…” You chuckle and lean forward against Shion’s body. “I needed some confidence, is all.” 

“You needed confidence for me? What shall I do with you?” She tilts her head. “Do you want your reward now?”

“I wouldn’t be opposed to that.” 

Those were the right words, little dove. Shion thinks to herself as she intertwines her fingers with yours. She leads you both back to her booth and instead of pulling you next to her, she drags you to straddle her lap. She can see the flustered look on your face and it makes her chuckle. She places her hands on your hips with a squeeze to feel how soft you are under your dress. Her nails dig into the material and she slowly pulls the fabric up.

“Here? In-In front of everyone?” You look scandalized and it makes Shion teasingly coo at you.

“Not everything, my little dove. I just want to touch you. No one will care here. No one will see.” She can see the faint glow of her neck against your skin and dress when she speaks. Her fingers pull your dress up more until she can see the lacey black panties covering your core. “Tell me to stop and I will. Otherwise, I want to play with my little dove until the main event.”

You let out a shaky breath and nod. Shion hums, pleased, as she leaves your dress bunched up at your hips. She drags her hands up your body while her eyes take in every little detail. She curls her fingers into your cleavage and pulls down the low neckline slowly. Her optics widen when she sees dainty piercings through your nipples, both pieces of jewelry donned with little rubies.

“My, my…you surprise me, little dove.” Her eyes watch how the streaks of light from the otherwise dim club catch the little gems and gleam tauntingly at her. 

“I thought they would look nice on me.”

“They do. You look nice. You look perfect.” Shion feels her chassis heat up again at the sight of your smooth skin. Her hands cup your breasts and gently squeeze them. She hears how your breath catches and she cannot wait to hear more noises from that pretty mouth of yours. She circles your pierced nipples with her thumbs, feeling how they harden and how the bars beneath them shift. The music continues to blast around you both but neither of you seem to care. She can feel your skin heating up too with her touch sensors in her hands and she craves to feel more of that heat.

“Lady Shion…” You whimper just loud enough for her to hear.

“Let me take care of you, little dove. I will make you feel so good tonight…and every night forward.” She promises, letting her fingers dig a little more firmly into your flesh. She leans in close to your chest and a soft click is heard from her face. Her lips slowly part and she lets her synthetic tongue slip out to lick at your skin. She hears you gasp again as she trails her tongue over the soft mound of your flesh. She can feel you try to roll your hips and it makes her chuckle against your skin. 

“I want to feel more of you.” Your voice pitches as your hands settle on the shoulders of  her coat. Normally, she would shrug off the touch of her partners, but you will be her exception tonight, at least for now. Her hands leave your breasts to help move one of her legs between yours, before guiding your hips down on her thigh.

“Go ahead and get yourself off on me, little dove.” Her mouth is still open as her neck lights up as she speaks. She sees the growing heat in your eyes before her body nearly jolts as you start grinding your thin, damp panties against her solid thigh. A nearly inhuman growl leaves her as she leans back in. 

Shion’s tongue circles one of your nipples and the jewelry that sticks through it as you slowly rock against her thigh. She can hear you moaning softly and the satisfaction that courses through her is euphoric. She’s getting you all hot and needy. She’s the one bringing you to this point. And she will be the only one to do so from now on. One of her hands drops down to rest on the top of your thigh while the other continues to knead and play with your other breast and hardened bud. 

Shion can’t help but bite around your nipple, making you gasp and jerk your hips. Her tongue soothes over the perfect indents she left before biting the underside of your boob. She starts leaving bites all over your chest and breasts until her mouth finds your other nipple. Her hand on your hip encourages you to move your hips faster against her thigh. Shion can feel you start to press a little harder, feel how your hips angle so you’re rubbing your clit against her. She gives your pebbled skin a hard bite to match the other.

“So pretty, so responsive, my little dove.” She coos as she looks up to your clearly flustered face. She reaches up with her free hand to cup your cheek and she can feel the sizzling heat coming off you. She trails her fingers down to your throat and she stares hard at the necklace she put there. She’ll see about getting you a collar or a choker in the future.

“You feel good.” You manage to moan out as you start to lose yourself in chasing your own pleasure. Shion lets out a pleased noise at the sight. She pulls your upper half closer to her body and places her hand on your lower back. She feels your tuck your head against her neck and your hot breaths against her metal form. Your soft lips kiss her skin and her circuits jolt for a moment. She dips her hand lower, slipping it under your panties and over the cleft of your ass.

“Is my little dove wet for me?” Shion teases as she dips her middle and ring finger lower, gliding them through your soaked folds. She feels the way you shudder and hears your soft little noises over the music. “Do you want me to finger you while you rub your clit against me?”

“Y-Yes, God yes, Lady Shion.”

“Good girl.” Shion is satisfied with the use of her title. She moves away from your hot core for just a moment and she uses both her hands to grip the lacy fabric. She easily tears the fabric from your body and pulls it away so your wet cunt rubs against her thigh. She hears you gasp and your hips pause for just a moment. “Do not stop. Keep going until you come on my fingers.” 

You whimper another soft ‘yes, Lady Shion’ before you start riding again, your clit dragging against her now slick thigh. She feels the slick curls covering your core and you twitch; it makes her crave more from you. Her hand caresses down your ass again, the same two fingers circling your weeping entrance. Your slickness coats her fingers and she chuckles at how eager you are to have them inside you.

“I will be careful with my nails, little dove.” She murmurs before she slowly inserts both her fingers into your tight, velvety heat. The way you moan makes her chassis shudder and lock up for just a moment, before she starts to shallowly thrust in time with your hips movements. She moans with you and she shifts her leg underneath you, pressing harder against your clit. 

She can feel you shuddering and twitching. She can feel your walls starting to tighten around her wet fingers and Shion decides to move them faster. Her other hand helps your movements to the point where you're practically clinging to her body. She can feel you are so close and then suddenly…You’re crying out over the music.

Shion’s hand on your hip moves and buries itself in your hair to pull her away from her so she can see your face as you come. She can feel how tightly your walls squeeze her fingers as she keeps thrusting them through your orgasm. 

“So beautiful” She praises softly, her fingers slowing before she finally pulls them away from your quivering heat. She brings them up to her mouth and licks them clean with her synthetic tongue. “And so sweet too.” 

“I've never…” Shion watches how you seem to come to your senses after your orgasm. Your head swivels around slowly and she can see the growing realization on your face as the burning heat drops to a low simmer. But, as Shion told you, no one is even looking and she sees you relax. She just won't mention the fact that people know not to look at this booth when she is here. 

She closes her mouth with a soft click and presses her hard lips to each nipple, still circled with her teeth marks. Shion helps pull your dress neckline back up to cover those perfect tits of yours (for now, of course), before her hands find your waist. She raises you off her leg much to her disdain and helps bring the hem back down to your thighs. Shion's hands massage the outer sides of your thighs as she peers up at your face. You're already staring at her and that arousing heat in your eyes has returned. 

“Do you want me to return the favor?” Your hands gently squeeze her shoulders as your eyes scan her form.

“Oh, you are the sweetest, little dove.” She chuckles and gently encircles your wrists to pull your hands off her. “No, I do not want you to touch me tonight. I just want to explore you.” 

And see what makes you squirm and cry beneath me. Shion thinks, but keeps that thought to herself. 

She shifts you off her lap and slides out the booth, helping you out once again. Shion keeps her arm loosely around your lower back as she guides you away from the bumping dance floor. There is a low lit hallway she takes you down that is only lit up by soft, red LED lights lining where the ceiling and walls meet. A decorative door is at the end with her name written on a silver plate; her office. The door automatically opens, programmed her system, and then closes slowly with a soft lock once you both are inside.

It's sleek and low lit like the rest of the club, but the music is muted and the large fish tank in the back provides dappled lighting along the other walls. A plush, white couch resides in the corner and it's huge, perfect for what Shion plans for you. She saunters over her desk, her fingers gliding along the dark surface before she looks up at you.

“Make yourself comfortable, little dove.” Shion squats down behind her desk and the bottom draw clicks softly when she presses her hand against it. It slowly opens with a soft hiss and her optics gleam. She slowly picks up the new dildo attachment she acquired just for you and her to enjoy. She enjoys the look of a harness on herself and typically desires a level of separation with her partners, but this allows her to feel everything with you. She eyes the ball gag, handcuffs, the various vibrators, and the other sex toys she has on hand, and decides to grab the handcuffs.

Shion shuts the drawer with the tip of her shoe and saunters over to you, sitting stiffly on the couch. A sweet smile appears on that lovely face of yours and she can see the look of surprise on your face at what she has in her hands. It makes her chuckle softly as she stands close, giving you enough room to stand up.

“Undress, little dove.” Her optics stay on you as you stand and slowly reach behind you. She hears the slow sound of your zipper parting as you drag it down and she can see how the dress loosens and starts to sag on your body. Once unzipped, you pull it down until it drops and pools around your feet, leaving you almost completely bare to Shion save for the heels and the necklace she gifted you. “Perfect. Now, turn around for me and stay still.”

You obey, much to Shion’s delight, and turn away from her. She purrs deeply as she rakes her gaze down your back and to the slope of your ass. She tosses her attachment onto the couch so she can place her hand between your shoulder blades. Slowly, she drags it down the length of your spine before cupping one of your asscheeks, giving it a firm squeeze just to hear you gasp.

She doesn’t warn you when she guides both of your arms back one at a time, nor does she warn you when she clicks the handcuffs around your wrists. Perfectly caught and tamed, Shion thinks to herself. She guides you over to the arm rest and pushes you over it, leaving you bent over with your face pressed against the cushions with a soft whimper.

Shion kneels down and forces your legs apart so she can get a better view of your cunt. The short hair covering your folds are still soaked from earlier and she can tell your wet from renewed arousal. She grips your flesh, placing her thumbs on both of your lips, before spreading you open to her gaze. She feels you squirm for a moment and let out another soft noise.

“Do not worry, little dove, I will take you soon enough. I just wanted one more taste of you.” She murmurs as her face plate clicks and her jaw slowly opens. She presses her face against your weeping cunt and licks slowly from your entrance down to your still swollen clit. She hears you moan a little more loudly now that you both are away from the music and in the privacy of her office. She repeats the same motion slowly just a few more times before Shion focuses her synthetic tongue purely on your clit. She presses firmly against it, circling and stroking it with unwavering stamina. She can taste your sweetness and smell the heady arousal coming from you, and it nearly sends her system into overdrive.

She feels you attempt to push your hips back against her face and it makes her chuckle. Her hands glide past your ass to hold your hips while she takes her fill. She teases your entrance over and over again before dipping back down to your clit, just to bring you to the edge slowly. She can hear an almost defiant grunt from you and it makes her laugh against your heat. If she wasn’t planning on wanting to hear your noises or feel your legs wrapped around her later, she almost considers getting the ball gag and leg spreader out to keep you perfectly under control. 

“There, there, little dove. You will come soon.” She promises. She presses her tongue inside you for the briefest of moments before pulling back completely. Her mouth clicks shut again and she stands up to her full height. She finds purchase on your hips and she presses herself against your folds and ass. She hears a needy, slightly muffled, noise come from you as she grinds herself against you. “Let’s get you on your back. See if you can do that for me. Are you ready for me to fuck you now, little dove?”

“Y-Yes, Lady Shion.” Your voice sounds breathless as she offers just enough assistance to help you stand back up, before you are laying yourself out on her large couch–hands still cuffed behind your back and your legs kept apart for her. She chuckles and slowly slips off the coat she's wearing before she unzips her dress and lets it fall to the floor. She saunters up the couch and watches how you look at her. 

She's had human partners look at her with disgust when she reveals her omnic body and yet you still hold that lustful, obedient gaze for her. And beneath the heat, there lies an emotion Shion can scarcely recognize: adoration and something deeper. For a split second, she softens and an unfamiliar feeling washes over her.

Her optics unfocus and then refocus, refocusing on the moment and not on feelings. She grabs the attachment she threw on the couch and only takes a few seconds to click it into place. She hums at the new sensations that course through her chassis. Her fingers stroke over the red toy and she rolls her head at the feeling. She knows she can press her fingers into the base to start the vibrations, but she plans to use that once she is inside you. 

Shion slowly crawls over you until her face plate is above yours. A rush of air leaves her system as the tip of her attachment rests against your hot cunt. She slowly grinds against you to test out all she can feel. “Are you ready, little dove?” 

“Y-Yes, Lady Shion.” You all but whimper for her. She hums and grabs one of the decorative pillows before she helps slide it underneath your hips. One of her hands grips your thigh to keep it spread while the other helps glide the tip down to your entrance. Shion slowly rolls her hips forward and takes in a sharp breath as she feels your tight heat. Every gear in her body…every little component feels on fire. Her systems are overwhelmed but in the best ways possible. 

“My little dove…You feel so good.” Shion coos and if her face plate could allow it, she would be smiling down at you. She continues to push her hips forward while you make the softest, sweetest noises she's ever heard. She can feel the way you clench around her attachment and how your body opens up perfectly for her. The pillow keeping your hips angled lets her reach as deep as she can inside you, your flesh flush against her metal body.

“Oh my God.” You murmur out, your arms shifting behind your back. Your hips move ever-so-slightly and you whimper. Her hand shifts on your hip to keep you still as her eyes faze over your body. You're taking deep breaths, your chest heaving and your back arching slightly from your wrists bound behind your back. She can see how your shoulders shift and feels how your hips want to move despite her firm hold, and it pleases her to see you so needy beneath her.

“Would you like me to move, little dove?” She murmurs above you, her optics dilating at the sight of her neck’s red glow flash against your skin. You pitifully nod and Shion tuts in response. She moves her hand holding your thigh to cradle the side of your neck. “Use your words.” 

“Please…Please move, Lady Shion.”

“Very good.” Shion pulls her hips back until the tip of the red attachment is all that's inside you. She moves her hold from your neck and gently squeezes the base of the artificial cock, starting the lowest setting. She lets out a soft moan of her own as she feels the same vibrations while your breath hitches in response. Languidly, Shion rolls her hips forward and nearly growls at how you clench around her.

“I…I want to touch you, Lady Shion. I want to hold on to you.” You whimper through her slow thrusts.

“Next time, little dove. Now, wrap your legs around me.” Her hands help get your legs around her waist before she leans forward, caging you beneath her. She keeps her pace slow and steady just to work you up and make you needier beneath her. Plus, she wants to savor this moment. 

Shion anchors her grip on your hip while her other hand trails up and down your soft body. She feels every tremble, hears every little whimper and moan coming from your sweet lips. She thrives in this kind of setting; with her in control and taking what belongs to her. She feels your slickness coating her and she nearly growls.

She picks up the pace, hitting faster and deeper inside your tight heat. She shifts your hips and further presses into you as she savors you. Your noises grow louder in her office, no longer caring about who might hear (not that anyone can hear the music in the main club.) In a split decision, Shion is quick to grab the back of your knees to further open you up. She hears you cry out but she knows it's a sound of pleasure rather than pain.

“Oh, so good my little dove. So good.” Her voice grows higher in pitch like it always does when she gets excited. Shion feels spark-like sensation shoot through her chassis and she can't help but pause for just just a split second to turn the vibrations up as high as they can go–keeping it a steady buzz rather than any of those pulsing settings that don’t always work–before she resumes fucking you into the couch.

“Sh-Shion-!” You stutter out as your neck arches your head back. It's the first time you've called her by just her name and it does something to her. Respect is always required. It’s what Shion demands and deserves. But with you that urge to correct isn’t present. At least not now. Maybe in the future, after this. After you are bound to her for as long as your human body lives. Her beautiful little dove that she will keep in a gilded cage. Hers alone.

“That’s it. Lose yourself to me. Give yourself to me.” The vibrations consistently pulse between you both and she can feel you tightening around her. Her hands caress over your body, gripping at one of your breasts while the other settles on your mound. Her thumb presses roughly against your clit to further push you over the brink. The necklace still around your neck shines in the low lighting and it makes her feel more possessive over you. “Tell me you are mine as you come.” 

She watches how your chest shudders with each sharp breath you take in and she can see how your eyelids threaten to close with each flutter that you’re nearly there. Shion keeps up her unrelenting pace even as she feels her own body’s components begin to shift and tighten. Just a few more thrusts, a few more touches-

“K-Kiss me, please.” You whisper, the words sounding so quiet compared to all the noises you both were making. “I’ll be yours, just kiss me.”

Shion’s eyes shift, the optics expanding wider at your little request. She falters and she feels that familiar electric feeling pulse through her from her own arousal and something else–something deeper. She chuckles at first, and then laughs as she leans over you, her hips stopping with her completely inside you. Her hand on your chest slides up and grips your jaw to keep you still as she stares unblinkingly into your eyes.

“What a request.” She murmurs as her nails dig ever so slightly into your flesh. She feels you clench and it makes her chuckle. Shion says nothing else as she leans down and presses her hard lips against your soft one. Her face plate doesn’t move and she doesn’t open her mouth, letting you desperately kiss at the hard metal. 

Without warning, Shion starts to move again with deep and hard thrust. You moan against her lips and she all but growls. She lets go of your jaw and slips that hand behind your head to keep you close while her other arm wraps under your back to further tilt your hips. You gasp, your breath hot against her mouth, and before she registers it, your tongue swipes against her lips.

A soft click is heard between your needy breaths and moans, her face plate shifts and her jaw opens. Her synthetic tongue delves between your parted lips, mimicking her hips’ movement. You arch against her, your legs trembling, as your breaths get quicker and quicker.

“I’m yours-!” Your words are muffled and distorted from her tongue as you finally break. She lets you pull back and she stares at your face as your walls tightly clench and release around her. Your beautiful eyes are watery as your mouth hangs open in a silent scream. 

“So beautiful.” The sight and all she was feeling is enough for Shion to groan out. Her orgasms weren’t like humans, but it still felt as intense as she assumes it is for you. Her artificial parts tense and release as sparks shoot through her circuitry. She shudders and she stills, and she feels you twitching as her attachment still vibrates. Parts shift and air releases from her as her chassis goes through the euphoric sensations. She releases her hold on you so she can prop herself up over you, her jaw clicking closed.

“Ah…” You gasp with a twitch from the attachment still vibrating. Shion chuckles and lets it buzz for a few seconds longer just to drink in your twitching and soft gasps, before she reaches down and turns it off. She trails her hand up your still trembling form before gently caressing your neck, her nails gently dragging along your heated skin.

“You are mine now, understand?” She murmurs, her optics never leave your glossy, half-lidded eyes. “You are under my protection, under my care. Everything about you and your life are mine. There is no escaping me once my claws are hooked.” And just to emphasize her point, Shion digs her nails into your skin just enough to make you gasp. “Tell me you understand.”

“I-I understand, Lady Shion.” You stutter out and for a moment she thinks there is fear in your voice, but one look at your face tells her you are more than pleased. She hums, content with your answer, and slowly slides out of you. You whimper and your thighs twitch once before the attachment is completely outside of you, glimmering with your release. She takes it off and tosses it aside before she goes back to caressing your flesh. It’s her way of after care.

“Good. Now relax, little pet. I will take off your handcuffs soon, get you whatever you want to eat and then I will take you home.”

“Will you stay with me?” 

None of her partners asked her that and she feels that ache in her chest plate. “Of course, little dove.”

Shion takes longer than usual. She gets the cuffs off your wrists and massages the skin there gently when she sees the irritation marks there. She helps you get dressed, helps tidy up your hair once again even though the helmet will surely muss it up again before putting her own clothes back on. She walks you through the club with you pressed right against her side, glaring at anyone who stares too long. She brings you home as quickly as she brought you to her club, your cat unhappy that you were gone during peak cuddle times.

She volunteers to undress you once more and helps get you into your sleeping clothes. It’s so unlike Shion, but she wants nothing but the best care for you now that you are hers. And who better to ensure you are treated properly than herself?

She doesn’t require sleep like a human does, but she still lays beside you. You don’t curl up against her and cuddle, though you do keep your hand intertwined with hers. It warms her system greatly.