Love for Sale

Dormin Explosivo was dressed to his finest. A carnation on his lapel, his moustache groomed to perfection, but his heart was racing as his buyer lead him to her room. Amazingly, the 'person' buying his services as an escort this time was even shorter than him, but not by much. Her hand was cold, and soft as the clockwork Succubus tugged him along. He din't understand.. She didn't hover around anyone, and she walked and talked on her own, and she had come right up, and paid for a full night of his services...

"M-Miss," He said with a frown as she brought them to a fairly clean inn room, shutting the door behind the,. "I want to assure you, I'm a professional. But I've never had a caller quite like you before." He said, gesturing at the clockwork and she just turned, that cooing, almost singsong voice coming from delicate lips. "Ohh, Honey, don't you worry about that. I'm... anatomically correct." She giggled, waving it off. "But that's not what we'll be doing, not unless you're really good to me." She said, leaning in, and Dormin found himself going dry in the mouth. He glanced downward, and she certainly SEEMED anatomically correct, and as she pressed herself against him, he didn't feel hard sculpted machine, but soft, cool flesh. Though rather than a pulse, he could feel a gentle 'tick, tock' from within his buyer. "I'll walk you through the whoooole thing." She said, her hands beginning to unbutton his jacker. Dormin sighed, back in his element. This at least, he could deal with. They undressed eachother, and he gave her a winning smile as he relieved her of the various straps and short bits of cloth covering her. Imagine that, she WAS correct, down to the smallest detail. He found himself stirring, despite the oddness of the situation. "Now, we can really get started..." She said, and like that, she promptly turned her back to him, and grinned over her shoulder. "Crank my key, Babe."

Dormin stopped, dead in his tracks. "Excuse me, Miss?" He asked, getting another giggle from the automaton. She threw her head around, gesturing towards the key nestled between her shoulder blades. "Babe, my key. Put your hand on it." Dormin blinked for  moment, but he reached out, putting his hand over the brass extrusion from her back. "Good, now turn it." She said, still giving him that gentle, winning smile. Dormin wanted to complain. He wanted to back out, or ask what the trick was. But she had paid for the WHOLE evening, so... He turned. He wasn't sure what stunned him more. The several loud clicks coming from his buyer, or the ragged moan she let out, falling to shaking knees as he turned. "Gooo~oods, yeah..." She sighed, her little wings flaring out. "Thaaaat's what I've been missing, babe. Go back. Crank it, harder!" She said, shivering and arching her back. Dormin found himself flushing, but he nodded, reaching out and grabbing at her key again. "Anything to please a fine lady..." He muttered and turned again, this time with more force. He hear something rip as she yelled, and looked down to find her nails tearing gouges in the carpet, pulling up thick clumps of the sturdy material, and was suddenly glad to be on THIS side of her. "A-Again!" She said, and he turned, and she nearly screamed, her tail lashing out and whipping around his waist, tugging him against her. She was still cold, but so delightfully soft that his body told him it didn't matter, he KNEW what he shoud be doing with that plush behin- "Again! Babe, I'm so close!" She gasped, stunning him from his revelry, and once more he turned, this time, he felt the key give out a soft 'Pop' and stop clicking. "Ungh!" His lover gasped, collapsing onto the floor and writing for several moments, her grip on his waist giving out.

Five minutes later, a very confused, and anything but satisfied Dormin was walking out of the inn room, pants bulging not just from coin, but from the state the automaton had left her in. She peeked out the door after him, blowing a kiss. "Find me ANY time Babe, you're something else." She said, before slamming the door. Dormin just grumbled to himself. The pay was excellent, but maybe it was time to consider a change in career...