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《 "You--" punctuated with a gentle nudge of her nose against the top of her lovers head, "--can stay right here for as long as you need, okay? I'm not.. I'm not going anywhere."

It was a pretty big statement considering their digital rivalry, but right now, Binary wasn't the redhead's rival -- she was someone who needed comfort. Comfort that would happily be given.

"Are you comfortable like that?" A subtle check-in, wondering if the pressure inside was too much for the moment, or just right for the comfort, "I won't move if you are-- I just want to check.."

Careful hands found themselves tracing lines up and down the hacker's spine yet again, unable to keep still or keep to themselves. Despite their rocky past, being close like this, being asked to hold on.. it filled Barbara's chest with a warmth previously unknown.

And she hoped to god the woman lay on top of her wouldn't pick up on the way her heart fluttered.

Laying there, content and feeling oddly safe, something tugged at the redhead's mind, wanting to be said. Wanting to be known. It was a simple sentence to most, but here in this room, it would probably be more important than any document or case file could ever hope to be.

Who was she to deny it?

"I'm so.. proud of you, Bianca." 》

Proud of you. I'm so proud of you, Bianca.

Her grace was nowhere to be found when Binary stepped off Barbara, nearly tripping over herself before disappearing to locate the nearby restroom. The hacker did her best to hurry before she could feel her breath cave in -- letting out a shudder when the door finally closed.

She said she was proud of her.

....And how dare she? Saying that without repercussions? Binary hadn't even done anything remotely worthy of such praise, yet did Barbara give it to her so willingly? It didn't make any sense. Fucking hell.

After a few splashes of water upon her flustered face and an existential crisis later, Binary exited the bathroom. Feeling a little ashamed for leaving her so abruptly, but at the same time relieved to see her still waiting.

"Sorry, I...You know what they say about bathroom breaks after having sex and stuff..." Big lie, but sure. See if Barbara doesn't hate you for leaving her high and dry on the bed like that. You two spend a wonderful, intimate time together and you just ditch her when she's trying to comfort you? You idiot.

"---Do you...need help?"

Sure, the willing, breathy tone of his moans and the eager 'I want you now' kind of look definitely helped -- but whenever a lover admitted their wants and needs so clearly, something in Chiaki's head just ignited.

No need for conversation to fill the silence. Instead, the paramedic let his mouth do another kind of talking. His round lips pressed against Robby's erect shaft --- teasing him with an array of kisses and nibbles. After carefully slipping some lube that he had brought with him onto his fingertips, he circled the puckered entrance carefully -- taking his time fully preparing him before finally slipping those curling digits in.

"----Mhm."

Fluttering eyelashes and a sinking gaze dominated his pale face; Chiaki's lips sucked onto the swollen head -- leaving no inch of skin untouched and unlicked.

It didn't take long for both ends to receive an equally rhythmic stimulation -- his mouth working on Robby's cock and his fingers pressing in and out of him. All while deeply focused on reading his lover's facial expressions.

Well, that was adorable, but he was at a prime angle for being kicked in the anywhere if he said anything, so he'll keep that thought to himself.

And then the words with that attempted bite to them—a bite he was sure Binary wanted to be of a bigger animal but ended up with a puppy instead—he couldn't help but chuckle. Add it to the adorable list, one he was unsure if he should be even creating in his mind right now.

"No can do. Ain't gonn' stop lookin' atcha. C-Can't help it, so sorry."

Billy's own breathless words were beginning to falter by the letter as that heat in his core intensified and tightened more and more with each pump into her. But hearing how current actions, if continued, would make her climax soon—well, of course, his service top self was even more determined to accomplish that now, joyful glint in his eyes and all.

"Makin’ ya cum’s kinda the intention—so lemme keep that up."

Lower half of his hot, sweat-glistened body pressed itself as close to hers as it could while hands kept their adamant hold on either side of her hips. Speed of his thrusts increased at her wanted angle, cock penetrating her deeper as his grip now pulls her towards his hips simultaneously with each pump.

A rougher, breathy moan rumbled outwards from him, dilated eyes gazing at diligent digits rubbing quick circles at her swollen clit, as if watching his favorite movie, then traveling back upwards to meet Bin's own half-lidded, hazy one.

No matter how dismissive she wanted to sound, saying that just didn't work as well when those little, delightful jumps in her stomach increased the quicker he went.

Her expression changed from annoyance to ecstasy, switching back and forth like a pendulum -- her body ultimately betraying her before his eyes. The unapproachable, headstrong hacker had successfully melted in the thief's commandeering grip -- turning her into putty as his words washed over her while his pistoning hips kept her grounded.

She was close. So, so close. Tearing down the obstacles her body had put up, the walls in her head. Holding on, tighter and tighter.

And then, with his help; she finally let go.

"O-Oh fuck, shit---"

A loud, blissful cry erupted in the backseat of the car as Binary's release hit her with the force of a train -- completely overthrowing her very being. The digits stimulating her kept going, the other hand clinging to his chest with fingernails sharply digging into the skin -- face twisted into euphoria over the tightening knot within finally exploding into a million stars clouding her vision.

"B-Billy---"

Binary never whimpered. Ever. But now, she was a whimpering, sopping wet mess. A twinge of shame washed over her as the sensation became all too overwhelming, but she quickly covered it up by pressing both hands to her face. Or, at least, she tried to.

《 "I've got you.." Came another whisper, followed by a kiss to the crown of Binary's head, then another, and another. Even during the comedown of the crescendo, the redhead was very much eager to continue her affectionate gestures, making sure her dearest hacker was still content and okay. The climax seemed to crash through her body like a tidal wave, dragging everything out of her and leaving nothing behind.

Toned arms snaked around Binary's waist, allowing a quiet moment to breathe whilst still staying present. The cleanup was going to be another vital step, another act of care that Barbara guessed had never been given, seeing how the other had reacted to simply being in a cosy bedroom for their.. adventures--

But cleanup could wait. First came reassurance.

"You did so well." It was a gentle statement, leaving no room for questioning as it was tenderly spoken right next to the brunette's ear. "You looked so pretty for me -- you know that? It's gonna be hard not to think of you when I lay here alone.."

Delicate patterns and swirls were traced along Binary's spine with a few fingertips, pausing with every slight twitch just to make sure she was okay before continuing on. The warmth of the room had a different atmosphere now -- not just warmth in temperature, but warmth in genuine comfort.

"Could I possibly tempt you into staying for pizza?" Barbara suggested, needing more time without wanting to seem so.. desperate.. "I'll order, obviously. You can also say no-- I just, I want.."

I want to stay like this a little longer. 》

In the crook of Barbara's neck, Binary had begun to pant heavily -- as if her body had been tensed up on autopilot, ready to be struck any given second -- but that impact never came. Instead, she was held, caressed -- cared for in more ways than one.

As she lay there, stifling every sniffle that threatened to escape, Binary listened closely to the way the redhead's chest rumbled as she spoke. Aimless, relaxed fingertips stretching out between the folds of the sheets below. Counting the seconds between each breath. Her own and Barbara's.

"...Okay."

The hacker knew better than to remain longer than necessary. But Barbara had taken her for a ride and more -- a sense of tranquility she hadn't anticipated for a very long time. Just for now, she'd let her guard down.

"---Yeah. We can...get pizza."

The aftermath of her orgasm sent aftershocks through her scarred thighs, reminding her of the shape that remained pressed inside. It felt good -- as if she could imagine lying there forever and ever.

But surely, even Barbara would think of her as weird if she asked to stay while simultanously eating pizza. Who wouldn't?

"...I'm sorry."

Those words came out of her, unfiltered and raw with honesty. Although she knew she had no reason to apologize, her mouth spoke before her mind could properly process what was being said. But those tears of hers was going to bring up more questions than answers.