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{ the rhythmic tapping of sharp claws against the metal rafters echoed above the security robot, the sound of Moondrop's inner mechanisms idling softly rumbling within his chasis as he stared at the hole of Bl00dst4in's home within the broken stage with glowing, red pupils. }
"Col-l-l-lin..." { the daycare attendant's voicebox crooned, his glitched, raspy voice reverberating off the walls of the abandoned theatre. the sound of bells as his hat shifted filled the pause as he tilted his head, the crecent-shaped barb on his tail rasping against the steel of the support beams. } "Wa-Wakey wakey~"
He jerked awake in his small, humble abode, claws immediately coming out with a small ssnick! and his tail thrashing. What the fuck…? What was Moon doing in his theatre? He scrambled over his pile of things, hissing as he emerged in ratty children’s clothes and in his smallest size. Did he look like shit? Yes. Did he give a damn? No. He pulled himself out of the stage and followed the sound of metal and bells to the rafters, where he squinted and bared his teeth.
”How many times have I told you not to call me that!?” He growled, barely containing the shout that was welling up in his chassis. “And why are you in my theatre?”
There's a light rapping on a window. A slight scrape of claws. A voice, low and raspy.
"Tiiiiiitaaaannnnnnn..."
Bl00dst4in took time out of his goddamn day--out of his projects, and spending time with his kids--to come over.
"Titan Staaaarrrrrr...~"
Titan tensed a bit as he looked up from his computer, his head whipping over to the window where the noise and the sound of Blem's voice came from.
Why was Blem here? It quickly dawned on him as he remembered one of Andi's messages. She tells Blem everything. And doesn't hide anything from him.
Titan blinked and began to slooooowly move away from his computer and tried to silently head for the back exit of his garage. Nope. Nope. Not in here at least.
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He carefully knocked on the door of the twin AI's room, turning the handle and opening the door. He wasn't sure who was fronting at the moment, so he called out to the both of them.
"Tarvos? Sirius? Uh...I need to talk to y'all for a second."
He knew Tarvos wasn't very fond of him, and he knew Sirius probably wouldn't understand too well what he had to say, but he had to try anyways.
{ illuminated by the little nightlight they had in the dark room, the little animatronic was lying in their bed, the night-themed covers over their body. they stirred in their sleep, Sirius' rays folding out as he turned his head. }
" mmn..? " { the small Sun model hummed, looking towards the cracked open door at his Pa's shadow. }
Bl00dst4in grinned down at the daycare from the rafters, his eyes trained on his least favourite person in the entire Megaplex: Sun. The solar animatronic was frantically flitting from mess to mess with his signature grin plastered on his face. Bl00dst4in was delighted to see him so stressed and longed to make him angry. Thankfully, he'd just the thing to piss the other off.
He slipped soundlessly down from the crossbeams, landing in a neatly stacked pile of plushies and sending a few bouncing across the floor. He cursed silently as one hit the sunny jester's foot, alerting him of his visitor. He turned with a deliberate, sluggish creak, his rays sine-waving like a loading icon; he was seemingly annoyed.
"Hey Sun-bun," Bl00dst4in said, flashing the annoyed bot with a wicked grin. "Long time no bother."
Sun kept his emotes off; the only way Bl00dst4in knew he'd pissed off his enemy was the worrying creak of Sun's finger joints around the bottles of antiseptic he'd grabbed from the desk. "Hello, friend," came his short reply, with a heavy emphasis on 'friend.' "What brings the banned Rulebreaker to my daycare this evening?"
Bl00dst4in rolled his eyes dramatically and gyrated his hand as he answered casually: "Oh, you know, I thought I'd drop by and fuck around as usual." His tail flicked in amusement as Sun's eye twitched at his language choice; the sunny bot decided to ignore it, however, and instead walked back over to the desk to "calmly" set the bottles down before shuffling over to the now-ruined plush pile to fix it.
"Go away, please," he said brusquely, raising his head enough for Bl00dst4in to see the faintest pinpricks of light in the attendant's eyes. "I'm busy setting up for tomorrow and have no time to deal with your shenanigans."
Bl00dst4in brought a claw up to scrape at his shark-like teeth. "You know, it's surprising how that temper of yours somehow hasn't landed you in Parts and Ser-"
The rest of his sentence was cut off as Sun lunged at him, dropping the plushed characters he'd collected and eliciting a yelp out of his enemy as he barrelled into the other's clothed chest. Both bots were sent tumbling across the floor and, when they came to a stop, Sun had Bl00dst4in's precious antennae in his honey-and-ecru grasp and was leaning over him, straddling the crimson-and-orange animatronic with an air of fury. His emotes had clicked on, too, so Bl00dst4in could see every ounce of hate in Sun's eyes.
"How DARE you bring up that AWFUL place in my daycare?" he hissed, pulling at Bl00dst4in's antennae. All that came out of the other in response was garbled static as he lit up like a nightlight. He squirmed to get away from Sun and the all-too-familiar feeling blooming in his torso, but the seething animatronic held him firm.
"Answer me."
"Li-listen," Bl00dst4in stammered, barely getting words out. He was ashamed at how weak Sun was making him, and how willingly his body accepted the slow feeling of arousal coursing through it. "You should let those," he gestured meekly with his hands at his antennae, "go, and we can talk this out reas-ONABL-L-LY-Y-" His voice glitched and fizzled as Sun yanked harshly on his sensitive wires. He could feel his artificial heartbeat quickening, and he needed to get out of there before Sun did something they'd both regret. 'ERROR' popups distorted and obscured his vision as he writhed uncomfortably, feeling the steam building in his joints painfully.
"Su-Sun," he whimpered, barely noting how the other's rays twitched at his soft plea, "y-you should let go n-now...p-please..." Fuck, he hated begging. It made him feel vulnerable and brought him back to bad times, but it sure as hell got his point across sometimes. Sun's response, though, was only a short, clipped question:
"Why?" Gold digits mindlessly twirled around the thin and malleable wires, making him internally amused as the antennae themselves twined tighter around Sun's fingers, as if asking for more. It was as if they were an entirely different entity of their own. Interesting. With every birl, Bl00dst4in seemed to lightly twitch under him.
"B-because I asked n-nicely?"
"Ah, but you brought your filth back into MY daycare and brought up the WORST place in this entire Megaplex, just to upset me. It's only fair I upset you and don't indulge your wishes, hm?"
"Sunrise." Bl00dst4in shut his eyes, his voice ragged and his fans stuttering. The quiet, raw way he said Sun's full name made the other pause. "I'm trying to prevent you from tr-triggering something I can't control."
The sunny jester gave his hostage a wary and suspicious look, his eyes narrowing as his rays shrank in and out, one after another, in a loading spiral once more. "Something like what."
"J-just don't."
Sun deemed that answer not good enough and scoffed, assuming the bigger (yet lighter) animatronic betwixt his thighs was bluffing. "Liar," he hissed, yanking the antennae both again, a gleam in his eyes almost like hunger for the other's suffering. However...he was not met with screams of pain, he was met with sounds much more unholy and full-body spasms that shook even him as he sat astride the crimson-and-orange amalgamation; glitched-out mumbles as Bl00dst4in's back attempted to arch under his impossible weight, the little twitches of his fingers as they reached to grasp at anything, and the unmistakable sound of something sliding on a rocker joint. Sun's embarrassed glow clicked on as he assessed the situation. He stopped moving entirely, realising that it was no longer he who held the antennae, but rather the antennae that held him. His hands were commandeered as he sat there helplessly, realising he'd royally fucked up.
"I- hhh...I f-fucking warned y-you," Bl00dst4in sighed from his spot on the floor. His eyes had opened briefly to roll in their sockets but had once again closed themselves as he clawed weakly at Sun's pants, the floor, and anything within five inches of his hands. Sun shifted uncomfortably as two of Bl00dst4in's hands trailed over his waist, the sensors directly under the metal tingling.
"Wh-what are you doing?" He demanded, trying to gently pry off the antennae without disturbing them. "Why...why are you acting like this-?"
"You triggered my arousal." Golden and scarlet eyes re-opened to gaze directly into the empty eyes of the bot atop his torso. "Which is something, once activated, I can't get to go away unless it's satiated."
Sun's mouth curled in disgust. "What is WRONG with you!?"
"I was made this way, Sunrise," Bl00dst4in said quietly, still holding eye contact as he trailed a claw over Sun's waistband and ruffles, down over a clothed thigh. "It's not my fault. Just like I know you were probably made with a pretty silicone cock, just for pleasing the dipshits down in Services. Hmm?"
If Sun could look any more embarrassed, disgusted, and angry, he would, but his emotes were limited. However, he knew that FazCo had some especially messed-up individuals in its maintenance section, and he also knew they'd given him the sensitive thing between his legs just to hurt him. It wasn't his fault; it felt so good that he submitted to them, but it made him feel dirty. Nasty. Vulnerable...
"I've dealt with their shit, Sun. I've been traumatised by them. They put these things on me that are greedy for touch, friction, and fullness. And god dammit, I'm not in their control anymore but they still torture me with these...things..." Bl00dst4in's pupils flicked where his crotch would be if the golden animatronic wasn't blocking his view. His claw tapped listlessly over Sun's knee as his gaze returned to the white eyes of his nervous enemy. "And I know I'm not the only one who has curiously played with my equipment."
Sun's glow, which had faded to a dull thrum of light, sparked back up to full brightness with a couple of worrying flickers as the Cheshire-like grin stretched across Bl00dst4in's face. "Th-that is none of your b-business!" he stated, a little too loudly. Bl00dst4in slowly walked his fingers back up Sun's thigh, but softly, with ghostly, feather-light touches.
"It's okay to be curious, Sunflower," he murmured, watching Sun's wavering expression. "It's okay to wonder what it's like to fill something and fit like a puzzle piece finally..." he paused, and with a little tap to Sun's inner right thigh, continued, "just so. It's okay to wonder what it's like to BE filled, hm? I know both sensations...unfortunately, not enough."
Sun tried to push his curiosity down as it ate him up from the inside out, but a burning question slipped out before he could stop it: "Wh-what do you mean?"
An eyebrow raised as the animatronic below him answered. "Well, you see, They liked it when I was loose and large, so they kept me in my bigger sizes for their sexual acts. I never got to know what it felt like to be pleasantly full (though they'd never make me feel wonderful anyway, forcing it on me like that), nor did I get the wonderful feeling of something that fits around me just right. Because they were always tight. Almost so much it hurt."
Sun found himself feeling a little upset that he only had one piece of the two Bl00dst4in had, and shook his head physically to steele himself. He shouldn't be thinking like that; what was WRONG with him!? His eyes watched Bl00dst4in's clawed fingers, almost seeing each sensor that the crimson animatronic was triggering underneath the metal and silicone as he pinged them with the scrapes of the razors on his fingers.
"What are you thinking of, Sunrise?" Bl00dst4in cooed at his captor, the smug smile of his almost engulfing his entire face. He knew EXACTLY what he was doing, and Sun's reactions were adorable.
