Fear

  For nearly a decade the young Operator's life had been an exhausting series of repeated events, as if his entire existence was on repeat. Procure materials to create or enhance new gadgets, mindlessly slaughter the insignificant hordes of Grineer and Corpus soldiers, defend structures and rescue captured tenno operatives. His life had become a blur, boredom had set in and he grew increasingly lonesome with his only verbal contact being the Lotus.
  With the Grineer and Corpus numbers becoming thinner by the day, the Operator deemed it an adequate time to take a much needed break for himself. The Warframe Ember, controlled by the Operator via the Somatic Link, stood motionless in the center of the Transference Chamber. Willed by the young boy, the Warframe stood upright with it's legs spread approximately two feet apart and it's hands placed firmly against the front of it's thighs.
  The hood of the Somatic Link hissed briefly, releasing the pressurized air within, then popped open several inches before being caught by the gas spring which slowed its ascent. The Operator gradually took to his feet, fully aware that his lengthy stint behind the wheel of the Warframes had caused his muscles to atrophy. With one foot after the other, the Operator made his way towards the motionless Warframe until finally collapsing onto his knees mere inches from Ember.
  The synthetic flesh of the Warframe's buttocks felt soft, yet strangely spongy, against his inexperienced fingers. The Operator, unable to contain his childish excitement any further, buried his face between the fiery mounds of Ember's cheeks then inhaled the warm air which radiated from the Warframe's body. The jubilant Operator released his grip on Ember's left buttock, only to curl his fingers around the near-bursting erection between his legs.
  The combined taste and sensation of Ember's muscular anus against his tongue sent shivers down his spine, egging him to push passed the sphincter and taste the contents of her rectum. Like a dog to water, the Operator lapped at Ember's hole, then repeatedly twisted and shoved his tongue inward before returning to the exterior.
  The act of anilingus simply wasn't enough for the Operator, the mental stimulation had left him begging for something more adventurous, and he knew exactly what it was. Upon his toes he stood at Ember's backside with the tip of his penis prodding against the saliva-drenched anus that he felt bad for leaving. Merely imaging the taste once more gracing his tongue urged his hips to meet the Warframe's backside, and in one thrust he buried himself to the base of his shaft. The unbearable heat of Ember's internal organ forced the Operator's full retreat, however upon immediate retrieval and contact with the Orbiter's regulated climate the pain dissipated. Having come too far to give up, the Operator filled his lungs to capacity then speared himself within the Warframe, choosing to retrieve all but a quarter of his shaft between thrusts.
  The Operator brought his open palm down hard on Ember's right buttock and muttered, "Filthy fucking whore, every day you stand there and taunt me with your fat fucking ass."
  Again, and again, the Operator brought his palms down on her buttocks, all the while experiencing jolts of electricity intermittently strike throughout his lower half. His body faltered and his mind wandered towards the sight of his hips ramming against the Warframe's buttocks. The ensuing ensemble of rippling flesh, bouncing body parts and the steam arising from Ember's body pushed him over the edge. A single thrust, held deeper than any of the previous, locked him in place with his body mashed against hers. A continuous stream of semen oozed from his urethra, which he smeared all the way to the entrance by offering short, rapid thrusts until naught but a dribble remained.
  Enlightened, and out of breath, the Operator returned to the Somatic Link, but not before tucking himself back into the bottom half of his suit. With a press of a button the hood of the Somatic Link began to close, and the Operator began the necessary requirements to resume control over Ember.
  Betwixt the hissing of the Somatic Link beginning it's pressurization and the soft hum of electronics, the Operator's heart quickened and the feeling of dread set in as he listened intently at the voice coming from outside the Somatic Link.
  "You've been a very naughty Operator, haven't you? I've got a very special surprise just for you, my dear child."
  A silence befell the Somatic Link as the hood locked into place, the only sound was the Operator's beating heart. Darkness enveloped his senses, and unlike every time before, the Somatic Link had failed to automatically initialize. Without the Lotus' help he knew not of how to work the machine. His only choice was to raise the hood and contact Ordis directly, but that meant finding out what was on the other side.

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