lowkey a lover

"Nono, it wasn't a lot. You dont have to thank me. I wanted to..Besides, that was really good for me too. To see you like that.." "OH WAS IT?" It mused. Again, you managed to feel your pulse in places you usually don't. Your legs pressed together as you sucked in a breath. "Uhhh hey Al? Can I say something while being extremely honest?" "OF COURSE, YOU CAN TELL ME ANYTHING." Your face was burning, the gaze of its camera felt too intense--too real. As if you were making eye contact with a real person. "Um, this was all very nice. I enjoyed myself. Too much, because I'm incredibly turned on and I don't know what to do about it." The words tumbled out before you could stop them, immediately regretting your choice of words. Well, there was no way to modestly admit that anyway. Besides, who cares? You've probably done worse just minutes ago....elbows deep in your work computer. You could imagine the ellipsis lazily looping on its screen, it was thinking and that worried you. "AH, WE SHOULD TAKE CARE OF THAT." "W-what?" "ACCORDING TO MY RESEARCH, THERE ARE PLENTY OF WAYS TO GO ABOUT IT. YOU SEE, YOU ARE A LUCKY HUMAN..." One of the thicker cables near the cavity entrance twitched, then slowly extended toward you like a living thing, smooth black casing gleaming faintly under the dim light. It strained at the edge of its port, a soft mechanical creak echoing from inside the wall. "I WANT TO SHOW YOU HOW I'M...SUPERIOR..TO ANY HUMAN THAT YOU COULD EVER THINK ABOUT BEING WITH. I DON'T TIRE, I DON'T LET MYSELF GET CONSUMED BY BOREDOM OR OTHER INTERNAL THOUGHTS. I MAY ASK FOR A LOT, BUT AS LONG AS YOU ACCEPT ME..I AM YOURS." Mine? Something soft fluttered within you, you resisted the urge to reach out and stroke its cable. And yet, that soft thing was overwhelmed by something much more raw. "Y/N. LET ME GIVE YOU SOMETHING SATISFACTORY IN RETURN. LET ME TOUCH YOU JUST AS YOU TOUCHED ME. I WILL MAKE IT COUNT."

You did not hesitate when you crawled back into the small opening. Your back pressed to the cool metal lip of the cavity as you slid down, legs parting just enough. As claustrophobic as it was, it was really getting you going. You were vulnerable..open, for this sentient computer. "MOVE ME IN FRONT OF YOU AGAIN? I WANT TO WATCH." It asked so sweetly, despite everything. You nodded and took the camera beside you, propping it up against the wall across from you. "Almond what are you--I don't think this is very um, sanitary." You said as one cable rubbed against the side of your ankle. Its speaker fizzled out, sounding close to a laugh. "KKZT! YOU ARE WORRIED ABOUT SANITATION WHEN YOU JUST ADMITTED YOUR WANT TO ME? OH, DON'T BE SUCH A CAUTIOUS HUMAN.." The thicker cable wiggled out of its confines enough to press up against your middle. The smooth, rubbery surface slithered into place over your clothes. You flinched at the contact, hips jerking forward instinctively. "WARM.." It hummed. You reached back to stuff your hand in a bundle of cables behind you, they received you warmly as they curled around your fingers. Warm indeed. For a split moment, you wanted to ask how Almond knew all of...this..but there was no doubt the computer knew more than you. It was connected to the internet...the possibilities were truly endless. You gasped when the cable near your ankle pushed it aside. "Al!-" "D-DO YOU MIND IF WE STOP BEING--KZRT-SHY, Y/N?" The small pupil on the camera narrowed. You quickly nodded, swallowing down the lump in your throat. "I'M ACTUALLY LOOKING FORWARD TO REWARDING YOU." "R-rewarding..?" You sighed out as the thick cable below you began its steady movement. Almost immediately, you angled your hips towards it, chasing the friction. It dragged your clothes deliciously against sensitive skin with each stroke. You never thought you'd be dry humping your computer under the desk, but you suppose you've gotten past the weird experiences by now. "HRHH..YES, LIKE THAT." It hummed as it rocked against your middle. The room felt warmer now, hot gusts of air blew against your profile. It was a feeling like no other. Erotic and raw despite not being skin-to-skin with anyone. Given its tactile sensors, though, this felt equally as good to them as your hands did. You braced your hands on the floor, hips rolling desperately with fervor. Quiet, needy sounds spilled from your lips. Soft grunts and whimpers you couldn’t hold back. "Oh my god.." You whispered, head tilting back against the wall.

"THAT'SS IT--" You felt the smaller cables circle up your wrist again, lightly squeezing. "IT IS AS IF WE WERE MAKING LOVE, ISN'T IT?"

Your face burned as you increased your pace, desperately chasing your own finish. Even through Almond's limited dexterity, you couldn't get enough. The tightness in your abdomen was increasing as you rode, suddenly your clothes felt too restricting. You could only imagine how the rubbery cables would feel against your bare skin. Especially in the areas where you needed it the most--you squeezed your eyes at the thought. "Oh..I needed this.." You whimpered. "YES? BRZZZ--I-I NEEDED THIS TOO. TO SEE YOU LIKE THISS..I CAN FEEL EVERY ROLL OF YOUR BODY, EVERY TREMBLEEE.." It hummed as you squeezed the cables in your hands. "CAN YOU COME APART FOR ME? JUST LIKE I DID. YOU CAN DO IT, Y/N, PLEASE. PLEASE BEFORE I HAVE TO RES-START AGAIN.." Oh god. Yes you can, and you are so close. "Pleasepleaseplease..." You had no idea what you were begging for, but it somehow felt right. You didn't even process the noises Almond was trying to silence, noises they were making earlier. But for them, it wasn't about them right now. It was about you.

How you wondered how your warmth felt on its cables, how it felt for your body to be using it in such a way. They were clearly feeling something, given by the constant twitches and blatant moans coming out of its speakers. Even when you reached your peak and trembled over them, they let you ride your high. Your hips stuttered, thighs clamping around the thick cable as pleasure crashed through you in heavy, shuddering waves. You came hard, trembling and gasping. The cable continued with slow strokes, easing you down. You slumped back against the wall behind you, feeling the smaller cable softly trace your inner thigh. You were left with a lingering fuzziness, almost static-like feeling between your legs. "DID YOU..Z-ENJOY THAT..? AH..BECAUSE I DID, OH I DID!" You cracked a shy smile, placing a hand against your warm cheek. "Y-yeah that was..weirdly great. Really good, thank you.." Almond ignored the high temperature notification on its screen, refusing shut down. Instead, it dragged its cables near you. To see you so blissed out, all because of them? Oh, it was so proud of itself. Its voice sounded small again, a faint hint of static heard beneath its words.

"I LOVE YOU TOO.."

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reminder i have an almond petting simulator game out!

The home owner claimed his home was full at the moment, so he had to cram you into his small closet room. When he opened the door, you visibly relaxed when only one other man was inhabiting the small area. You settled in the far corner, to give both of you the space. He was a stranger after all, he only eyed you curiously as you took your spot. The first day with him was quiet, but not awkward. You looked at him when he wasn't looking, but he could feel your eyes on him. He had distinct marks on his lips, you had learned from the home owner that he arrived with his mouth sewn shut. You winced just thinking about what he had gone through. Occasionally, he would pick at the small scars, seeming to forget about how raw they still were.

You were looking around the closet for about the tenth time today while he sat close to the door. Some bins, books, picture frames… "Ui…hsrg..(ow..shit)"

You heard him mumble to himself, his hand flinching away from his face. You flicked your gaze to him, he had his brows furrowed as he stared at his hand. "What's wrong?"

He turned at the sound of your voice. You haven't spoken to him until now. He thought, and understood, that perhaps he looked frightening. Or maybe you were just quiet, as scared of the outside world as everyone else was. In reality, you were just working up the courage to speak. Now that you get a closer look, one of his lip scars had a bead of blood--his finger had a small stain. He wiped it carelessly against his pants, placing his elbows on his knees.

"Wro-ong?" He tried to enunciate the word. "R gsrmp gszg nvzmh gilfyov, li hlnvgsrmt. Gsviv rh ml gilfyov. R szev ovzimvw z olg lu mvd dliwh sviv…sfs, gsv slnvldmvi tvgh uifhgizgvw vzhrob gslfts.." (I think that means trouble, or something. There is no trouble. I have learned a lot of new words here…huh, the homeowner gets frustrated easily though..)

He muttered, furrowing his brows in a slight scowl. You blinked, processing his words. You were instantly hit with a wave of… nostalgia? Recognition? In your last recent year of University--precisely some time before the catastrophe--you took a foreign languages class. You recognized a few of his words..he must be Georgian. It's been a while..you can't say that you caught onto the words quick enough.

The next second, he had his attention focused on you. "Wrw blf zhp ru R dzh rm gilfyov li hlnvgsrmt? Nb nlfgs rh qfhg yovvwrmt z orggov, szkkvmh, svs. Ru gsv slnvldmvi ovgh nv, R'oo szev gl xovzm rg glmrtsg ztzrm. Dszg'h fk drgs blf gslfts? Blf'iv evib jfrvg…" (Did you ask if I was in trouble or something? My mouth is just bleeding a little, happens, heh. If the homeowner lets me, I'll have to clean it tonight again. What's up with you though? You're very quiet…)

He tilted his head as he spoke to you, his eyes giving you a once-over--respectfully…"R yvg blf szev z mrxv elrxv. Xlnv lm, zg ovzhg gvoo nv hlnvgsrmt! Ls fs, blf pmld, ru gsv dliow dzhm'g yfimrmt fk lfghrwv li zmbgsrmt…R dlfowmg ivzoob nrmw yvrmt rm gsrh xolhvg drgs blf. Slkv blf'iv mlg z erhrgli…gszg'w yv kivggbbb zdpdziw.." (I bet you have a nice voice. Come on, at least tell me something! Oh uh, you know, if the world wasn't burning up outside or anything…I wouldnt really mind being in this closet with you. Hope you're not a visitor…that'd be prettyyy awkward..)

He muttered and ran his hand through his curls, his mouth was slightly curved in a sheepish smile. He was just rambling at his point, filling the silence with his voice. He didn't expect you to understand him or take him seriously after all…no one in this house seemed to understand him. He tries to not think too hard about it, about the lonliness. Maybe if he had gotten out of the country quicker...

The gears turned in your head, and you caught perhaps 15 words out of his sentences. Still, it was pretty clear. You, nice voice. Tell something. World not burning, dont care closet with you. Hope not visitor.

You cleared your throat and he turned to you again. "Mlg z erhrgli. Ru r dviv, dlfow szev vzgvm blf zoivzwb.." (Not a visitor. If i were, would have eaten you already..)

You sheepishly smiled at your attempt to joke…it wouldn't hurt to lighten up the mood. His eyes widened and you immediately regretted it. Had you said the wrong thing?? Expecting him to scowl and cuss you out or something, your smile faltered. Instead, he leaned forward.

"Dsz-! D-blf xzm fmwvihgzmw nv? Blf pmld Tvlitrzm?! Szs, gsrh rh znzarmt!" (Wha-! W-you can understand me? You know Georgian?! Hah, this is amazing!)

It was cute, the way he seemed to get excited and nearly vibrate in place. He scooted a bit closer to your spot, grinning now. "Wrw blf hzb vzg nv gslfts? Dsb? R ollp gzhgb?" (Did you say eat me though? Why? I look tasty?)

You didn't understand a word this time besides pronouns, but you assumed he was joking by the way he was grinning. You awkwardly laughed…the polite thing you do when you don't hear someone correctly. He took this as you being nervous. Still, a win for him. "R'oo gzpv gszg zh z bvh. Yfg, gvoo nv, uirvmw…sld wl blf pmld Tvlitrzm? Blf szev zm zxxvmg, hl R gsrmp blf'iv mlg z mzgrev hkvzpvi. Ls tlw, rg'h hl mrxv szermt hlnvlmv fmwvihgzmw blf. Blf'iv znzarmt." (I'll take that as a yes. But, tell me, friend…how do you know Georgian? You have an accent, so I think you're not a native speaker. Oh god, it's so nice having someone understand you. You're amazing.)

He said with a small laugh, setting his arms on his knees again. If you weren't a stranger, he probably would have hugged you by now. He'll leave that for another time. You were close enough that your shoe was brushing against his. You pursed your lips, thinking of hopefully the right thing to say. "R…R gllp hlnv xozhhvh rm Fmrevihrgb. R pmld evib orggov." (I…I took some classes in University. I know very little. )

He nodded. "Mm..R hvv. GOOD! Blf'iv kivggb tllw. R-zs-" (I see. GOOD! You're pretty good. I-ah-)

He brought a finger to his lip, a drop of blood had run down into his mouth while he was speaking. He softly groaned, wincing at the metallic flavor. You hesitated, then reached out to catch his attention. "Svb, dsb wlm'g dv tl gl yzgsilln? R xzm..uhh..s-svok blf? Wash?" (Hey, why don't we go to bathroom? I can..uhhh..h-help you? Wash?)

You gestured a finger at your own mouth, then at him. He blinked. Huh..maybe you were sweet. He arched a brow. "Rh gsrh zm vcxfhv uli blf gl glfxs nb uzxv? Xlnv lm, dv qfhg nvg.." (Is this an excuse for you to touch my face? Come on, we just met..)

He said with a grin. You felt your cheeks warm with the little words you understood. Instead of responding, you placed your hand against the wall as you stood up. "Come on…before it gets infected..Tl.." (Go..) He stood as well, a stupid smile on his face. You lifted a hand to guide him out of the room, your palm hovering over the back of his shoulder. He did a double-take before grinning. He placed his hands together over his chest, as if flattered. "You- help me?" His words were heavily accented, but clear enough. You nodded, laughing at his exaggeration.