[NaNo] Sex Scene Excerpt

Note: This is roughly halfway through the book. Mech is a human female mechanic, Bot is a futa robot. They just went out drinking with a friend.
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It was early evening, the sun’s rays glowing over the western horizon. Their excursion with Abigail went longer and cost more than they expected, and resulted in a lot more drinks than intended. Bot didn’t even remember the walk back home; apparently she picked up a handful of purple jacaranda flowers at some point. One of them, Bot couldn’t tell who, slammed the door open as they stumbled in.

“Shit, woah. Don’t do that, hey.”

Bot laughed, her vision swimming. She steadier herself on Mech’s shoulder, the smaller girl barely keeping her own balance. Vertigo kicked in and she blinked hard a few times to shake it off.

“Bot, can you grab us some water? I’m dyin here.” Mech kicked off her boots and slid off her overalls, standing under the fan in her underwear and singlet and relishing the breeze. Bot stumbled over to the kitchen and returned with two tall glasses of water. They drank them in a few gulps and although it did little to sober her up, the moisture was welcome in her dry throat.

Sweat slid down her throat as Mech stood under the fan, face up into the breeze and arms out stretched. Bot watched every droplet’s movement tracing her skin, from her chin to when they soaked into her singlet. Mech opened her eyes, taking a few seconds to focus, then looked at Bot.

“Did you still want to? Sleep in my room, I mean.”

A million ways to say yes exploded into Bot’s mind, but her mouth locked tight and all she could do was nod. Mech flicked her head towards her door and heading in. Struggling to focus, Bot downed another glass of water and followed her. Mech was sitting on the bed, visibly nervous.

“W-we don’t have to do this,” Bot stammered out, the care for her companion outweighing the desire raging insider her.

“Yeah, we do, so...” she replied, not entirely convinced herself, “ So take it off and sit down here.”

Bot stripped off her clothes, casting them onto the ground. Mech’s eyes flicked back and forth from her body to the room, stopping on her crotch for longer when her pants fell. She had been hard for a while now, the heat in her body building in one spot, now seeping through her skin into the air. The mechanic admired her work for a few moments before blushing, and pat the bed next to her.

Gently grabbing her hand, Mech sat Bot down on the bed and kissed her softly on the lips. Bot was frozen in place, letting Mech do as she pleased. The last thing she wanted now was to scare her off again. She closed her eyes and wallowed in the sensations of another person touching her for the first time in her new body. The smell the other girl’s sweat, beer, and her own anticipation mingled in the air. Mech’s rough hands slid over her body, slightly sticky with sweat, touching, poking, and stroking her skin with caution. The hands played along her thighs, tracing up her sides and down her arms, running over her shoulders and neck, then around her head as she was pulled in for another kiss, deeper this time. Bot moaned into Mech’s mouth, pressing herself into the other girl as hard as she could. They broke away and panted for a few moments, overwhelmed by the heat.

Mech studied Bot’s face, looking over her eyes, her cheeks, her hair, soaking up the subtle expressions. Suddenly, she reached down and grabbed Bot’s penis. She yelped at the feeling, the rough hands overwhelming after so much build up. She had to hold Mech’s hand to stop her from moving for a minute while she recovered, almost reaching her boiling point as she was wrapped in her grip. The mechanic didn’t stop watching her face during this, enjoying her shock and pleasure.

“Ah...”

Waves of pleasure ran up Bot’s spine as Mech started moving her hand. Slowly at first, and she settled into a comfortable rhythm quickly. Bot bucked her hips whenever her hand ran over the tip, a jolt of sensation waking her up. Heat was building up in her body, suffocatingly so, radiating out from Mech’s hand and all the way to her toes and fingertips. She gripped onto Mech’s shoulder tightly, pulling her close and filling her face with her messy hair. Her other hand held onto the bedsheet, clenching it hard as she reached her tipping point.

“M-Mech...”

“Yeah...” she moaned into her chest as a reply.

“I-I’m gonna...”

“Yeah...”

Her hand gripped tighter and she moved faster to finish the job. The muscles in her legs tightened and her hips shot forward as she came, the hot, white mess running over Mech’s hand. She stroked a few more times, slower, before removing her hand and examining it, splaying her fingers out, white strands clinging to them.

“Is... is that real?” Bot said between heavy breaths. She wasn’t really sure what she was looking at.

“Nah, but it’s close enough.” Mech tentatively licked a finger. “They reckon it tastes like the real thing... but I dunno...”

She stuck her fingers in her plaything’s mouth, laughing at her shocked reaction. When Bot recovered, she ran her tongue over the fingers. There wasn’t much flavour over the lingering taste of beer in her mouth, although it was salty. She briefly wondered how exactly it was produced by her body.

“Did... did you want to keep going?”

“Maybe, but...” Mech stretched, arching her back. “I’m exhausted. Besides, dunno if you could.” She tapped Bot’s softening penis with a finger, then wiped her hand on her bare belly. Bot laughed, which turned into a yawn halfway through. The night was catching up to her, too.

“Guess I’ll have a shower first, then.”

“Yeah...” came the mumbled reply. The mechanic girl was already laying down, drifting off to sleep. Bot leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips, then on the cheek. Before leaving the room, Bot watched Mech sleep for a moment. Her lips were turned up to a half smile.