"You're so divine, my darling."

It's so... Big. I wish it didn't need a person to be operated. I wish it had its own mind.

It seeing you and leaning down to pick you up. You rubbing against the palm of its hand, or if you're close enough, its face.

It doesn't stop you, maybe out of curiosity. Maybe because it likes it too, but can't do anything because of the sheer size of it.

It'll let you blow off steam, use it however you need. It'll just want one thing from you, for you to come back, do it again.

Warnings: V2 with he/him pronouns and a dick, machine/robot reader, a little bit on the rougher side of what I usually write, no description of genitalia, squirting but blood?? idk I thought it would be hot in context

V2 tries his best to absorb the blood from your leaking plating. He reaches down where most of it is steadily dripping from and wipes it on his lens with two fingers.

V1 had nearly shot some of your plates clean off during your encounter with him, others were heavily damaged along with the tubing system that flowed blood to and from areas.

V2 was seated inside you, wings twitching in glee as you bled onto him. It was almost parasitic, the way he lived off of your injury right now.

Your vision was getting fuzzy through your lens as he was over you, humping into you like a dog in heat. The pace was brutal. If V1 didn't dent your plating with his bullets, V2 would with how hard he was thrusting into you.

You can hear a whirring noise coming from him, probably his fans cooling him from overerexertion. You can hear his hydraulics moving with how hard his slamming into you.

You claw at the ground, pain now in your abdomen along with everywhere else you were shot at.

Most of the time, V2 was gentle with you. You were his companion, you pretty much accompanied him while he wandered around in Hell. You stayed with him, gave him someone to talk to.

Sometimes blood made him go into a frenzy. You're sure if he was on the receiving end, bleeding out onto you, you'd be pounding into him as well.

You start to tremor, something in your systems beeping warnings at you. You were about to overheat or pass out due to lack of blood in your system, or both.

V2 doesn't stop. Not until you're making audible noises and squirming under him. He thrusts into you a few more times, hitting a blood tube wired deep inside you and breaking it open, causing you to squirt blood onto him.

Convincing him after months of experimental touching and being fingered to oblivion in private to get some sort of additions to his body that can be used for sex.

Fucking into his porthole while jacking him off with the extension he had made a week beforehand, before he jackhammers into you.

Imagine being fingered until the painkillers kick in. Maybe you're forced into overstimulation as they make you cum over, and over, and over. Maybe you're edged until you can't take it anymore. Maybe they do neither. No matter what, your partner gets much needed fuel out of the deal, while you get some distraction/pain relief. They might keep going for a little while longer than necessary, though...

I love blood-absorbant plating =]

Do you think Church whimpers? You tug just right and his breath hitches and his back arches and MMMMMMMM

"Ohhh fuck..." under his breath OSKWKSKDMD

To add onto your idea:

Church AND Tex.

Church trying and failing to please her, so she shocks him which sends a thrill through him. He's a masochist, he loves that shit. It's whenever he's getting greedy and you have to push him out of the way.

It's a small fight for dominance, because you know how Tex likes it and she can't stand it. She twitches when you use just enough force. She pries your hand away after a moment.

You switch your attention to Church while she has her break, you get him trembling and all vocal and Tex decide to join in, holding him down while you give a rough tug. Then you're both overstimulating the poor guy.

You'll get your turn after, and they're going to make you shake.