#simulamorem

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     Natalie seemed completely oblivious to the thoughts and feelings that stirred within the simulacrum, far too focused on cleaning him to the best of her abilities. It was only when he spoke that she looked up from her work; had he ever thanked her verbally before? Surely he must've by now. But it was hard to recall given that Natalie already interpreted his grunts and noises as acknowledgments and thanks. Either way, it was still sweet and made her smile at him, though her fondness was laced with some confusion.

     "I don't know why you're thanking me, mon cher, but you're welcome, for whatever you're referencing." Natalie replied affectionately, placing yet another kiss against him, though at teeth that occupied the area his cheek would be.

     The little engineer finally set the sim's hands aside to bring her cloth lower, giving a few quick wipes across the area she had had her mouth upon. It wasn't nearly as messy; all it retained was a bit of her dried spit. It was only after that she tossed the towel aside.

She was so gentle with him. So agonizingly tender. Still the reach of her fingers was thorough, CARING that he was clean to her satisfaction.

It made him feel--

Something. He wasn't sure what. Her touch made it hard to think, and he felt that he didn't care to anyway. He felt at peace like this. Punctuated by SOFT LIPS against the metal of his mouth; it made something deep inside him ache, and not like he had ached moments before, filled with urgent heat and desire.

This was an ache that just... HURT. But sweetly.

His hand was lax as it was taken, the state of him still wrapped up in her kiss. Revenant had been silent, until -

"Thank you."

Maybe for the new model. Maybe for their activity in the car, or for her cleaning him like this, or how tenderly she always treated him. Or maybe only for how she had kissed him just now. Maybe all these things, or something else altogether that he couldn't formulate other than to voice the sudden wash of GRATITUDE he felt for it.

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       the idea came to her when, amidst the seemingly random mix of candied goods, she spotted a BRIGHT NEON green and white candy in the shape of an animal she wasn’t familiar with. most likely an animal from the outlands she had never seen before. it was a chewy candy coated with sugar with two adorable black gummies forming the eyes. unfortunately for the queen, it’s label wasn’t written in aurebesh, though she recognized it’s characters were similar to those she had seen when she had last visited solace. 

       instead of asking for revenant, who sat quietly beside her watching a movie, to translate for her, symphony instead popped it into her mouth to guess it’s flavor that way.

       she instantly shakes her head. ‘ bleh... ’ she sticks her tongue out, the poor crushed up animal emerging on top of the pink muscle. before she can spit it out she forces herself to continue chewing it. to her surprise, she was met with a SWEET candy beneath the citric acid. she wasn’t sure if she liked it’s overall experience, however.

       ‘ here, ’ she actively reaches into the bag to search for another. ‘ taste this, ’ she holds up the chewy candy for him to see.

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@simulamorem​ (cont.)

      The bit of simulated panting was music to her ears. Hearing him get worked up because of her, hearing him speak his desire of her-- it was enough to make any woman mad with lust and love, but especially Natalie. She so desperately wanted his adoration; receiving it was a high all on its own.

      Natalie's kisses grew a bit hungrier with the other's wandering touch and slurred, heated words. They repeated their assault on his lips endlessly, almost feverishly. Her hands pulled back from over his shoulders and were placed on the front of them, slowly dragging her palms over and then down his chest, feeling him up as if he were not made of awkward angles.

      "Je veux--" Natalie murmured in response, pulling back from her unrestrained kissing to get only part of her sentence out before she pressed against his mouth again. "--que tu--" She pulled back and kissed again, like she just couldn't resist being without his lips for longer than a second. "--me dévores."

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His kissing at least slowed at feeling a small hand around the front of his throat. Then it was only with some DELAY that he obliged the squeeze of that hand and - slowly - sat back. The way his gaze lingered over the other Legend’s collar and neck and lips made it obvious he was obeying with some reluctance, though. The sim’s vocoder produced a soft swallowing sound.

Revenant had really paid no mind to whether or not Natalie had succeeded in removing the loincloth or not. It was only when she pressed herself to him that he KNEW one way or the other.

His gaze met hers. Simulated breathing deepened. As if, rather than inspiring impatience, the engineer’s attentions made the world SLOW DOWN. When she had done this before, it had been with fabric still between them; there was none now. She was bare and wet and warm. Revenant had cooled some during the small break, but his metal, too, was WARM, and something about her allowing her bare flesh against his bare metal made his faceplate HEAT.

      Revenant didn't want to pull back from her neck, that much was obvious with his lingering gaze, but Natalie needed the space to situate herself comfortably and pursue her plan. She would let him devour her neck later if he so desperately needed to; right now was about giving him attention.

     As Natalie pressed herself against him, she caught the other's gaze, now wanting to meet hers. The desire was clear in both of their eyes; whatever she was doing, they both wanted more. "Sit still..." She instructed through heated, lustful breath. "Or I will."

     While her gaze didn't remove itself from him, it did grow a little shy as Natalie's hand tightened further around his neck. She had used the handle on his front to support her; now, it seemed she was using his neck similarly. Keeping her connected and balanced by a strong grip as her hips started to roll. Her hot, wet sex dragged over his metal, covering him in her slick. The little bit of friction against her sensitive heat made Natalie's throat clench around a small, needy noise, refusing to let it surface. Then she rocked her hips again.

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Her shifting just made him clutch his face harder. The rhythm of her body moving on top of him, the rough pace of her breath and the soft little sounds that had escaped with it – the memory cycled in his mind, made it difficult to CONCENTRATE while his every circuit and wire still felt so hot.

As much as he hated whatever substitute Hammond had provided him - he could tell that it was not nearly as HAPTIC as it should have been, instead relying on Ego Retention to fill in the blanks - he still didn’t want to stop. And they had days left together like this. He didn’t think he could remove it himself. He was NOT going to ask Natalie to remove it for him. Revenant was already processing that he was going to have to accept this as a… factor of the trip. Of their time together, for now.

If it hadn’t already ruined their time together. If it put Wattson off of wanting to engage like this again… he wouldn’t blame her.

He was drawn from his thoughts by the other Legend’s gentle touch, finally looking to her again at the soft kiss pressed to his face and hand. His hand fell away from his face to the bed at his side as he took a long, even, false breath. Studied the engineer’s flushed features and the concern there. Her soft, inviting lips.

“��� Maybe,” Revenant agreed quietly, though the LONGING in his gaze protested.

      Wattson could tell Revenant’s mind was working in slight overdrive right now, deciding how he felt, what to do. This was sudden and new-- it was understandable-- so she tried to remain calm, patient, and near, silently letting him know she was here, at his side. He could, of course, want a moment to himself, which she would gladly give him if he wanted, but her initial instinct was never to give someone space.      When the simulacrum removed his hand and looked to her, she smiled softly, hopefully. A smitten expression that was also meant to be encouraging. She watched as his optics flicked around her face before settling on her lips; she was not oblivious to the interest.      "That didn't sound like a very convinced maybe." She murmured gently, her voice lightly amused but more predominantly enraptured. The lingering hand on his chest joined the one holding his face, cupping the other side. He looked so sweet in her palms. Her thumbs gently brushed against his cheeks before she leaned in to press a delicate, careful kiss to the corner of his mouth, cautiously testing the waters between them.

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     His fingers continued effort inside of her rewarded him with her sex clenching around him, begging for his touch. Deeper. Harder. Natalie's lust addled brain could not think of anything beyond their current intimacy. For a moment, she didn't want to stop, didn't want to be without him for a second.

     Though as Revenant's touch began to slow down, some form of sense began to return to the engineer. Slowly, she worked down from her peak, giving his fingers a few more rocks before coming to a halt. She could feel the mess between her legs, something her modest self would've been a bit embarrassed by, but couldn't bring herself to care about right now.

     Natalie's breath began to even out as her head tilted back down and her eyes fluttered open. They remained hazy and dark, clouded by lust, but there was also hints of exhaustion from the little Legend. She started to squirm within his grasp, too sensitive now to withstand his touch. She needed him to unravel himself from her if she was to fully calm herself.

His tongue didn't quite have the length to fully encircle her throat, nor the strength to do any harm - so he was able to wrap Natalie's neck with the synthetic muscle and squeeze, HUNGRY for her taste, her cries. The deep tremble that shuddered through her body. The hot release he could feel spilling over his fingers and hand.

The other Legend's high was so supremely satisfying. Revenant groaned, his tongue dragging over her skin as his circuits BURNED with what seemed a sweet, lingering few aftershocks of his own climax.

The pace of him inside her didn't relent at first; one hand remained to steady Natalie at the hip while his other went on with quick and short thrusts of his fingers for about as long as he felt the little engineer could stand, before FINALLY beginning to slow. His motions eventually eased back down to a deep kneading of her tender, twitching flesh, as if to slowly soothe every compulsive squeeze and shudder of her sex, allow her time to use him at HER OWN PACE however she needed.

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     Natalie was all too happy to reciprocate the fondness of their kiss, responding and molding her lips after his. Though she had to remind herself not to get too carried away with it; she didn't want to re-rouse feelings that she had managed to settle, despite her own cravings and desires.

     He was still unwell, though now in a slightly different way. She would be patient and caring, and would give herself to him when he was more equipped.

     Slowly, the engineer pulled away from the kiss and peered up at the sim through partially lidded eyes. Delicate sapphires radiated gentle warmth and devotion. Every time she looked at him it was with such adoration that it might make one believe in the idle tales of true love.

     "I think I could kiss you for hours, you know." Natalie stated tenderly, "If our cozy cocoon here doesn't put me to sleep."

Her delighted laughter warmed him like rays from THE SUN. But in the very midst of the simulacrum's insistent kissing, he was captured and kissed in turn. Again Revenant put up no resistance at all.

His lips met hers warmly while he held the little engineer secure and CLOSE. Feeling how she smiled through the kiss encouraged him; his mouth opened for her at intervals, hungry and inviting, trying to be gently pleading and not pushy. She kissed him so SWEETLY that he felt determined to repay the favor.

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Optics dimmed just slightly. “Your after care was a second high. Don’t think I didn’t notice,” he seemed to chide, teasing though his dry humor made it hard to tell.

He felt MISERABLE. Hot and itching and craving more of her; tending to Arsinoé’s needs had sated him a little while, kept him busy, kept him blissfully THOUGHTLESS and distracted. Now, that wasn’t the case. He was left to rot in the little GRAVE he’d dug for himself, but that was exactly as he had anticipated. He had stepped into the fire of his own accord regardless.

There was just one thing Revenant hadn’t anticipated, and he didn’t know what to do with it now… other than to try and WAIT IT OUT. Now that the queen wasn’t so worked up, he expected his systems would be given the time to settle back down. Then, probably, it would go away. It had to go away.

Then he could… fuss with it later, maybe. Just to see it for himself and see how it worked.

      she narrowed her eyes and gave his arm a playful slap with her foot, though it couldn’t have felt more than a gentle pat to him with how weak her limbs felt. ‘ you’re funny, ’ she said flatly as if she was bored or unamused by him, slowly closing her legs again and tucking her breasts back into her dress.

      she felt DIRTY. the many times she had touched herself in the past never had such a powerful and intense ending as the one revenant gave her. she felt like she needed a warm bath and a change of underwear, but she didn’t trust her legs to get her anywhere with how sensitive she still was.

      ‘ well then, if you don’t feel like kissing anymore, do you mind getting us some clean rags? ’ she nodded towards the bathroom door with a flirtatious smile, hoping it would somehow charm him into doing what she wanted. ‘ i don’t want you leaving smelling like… me. ’

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     Natalie seemed undeterred by Revenants overdramatic sigh, simply continuing to smile at him until he relented and dropped the cloth. Her own touch immediately took up the sudden vacancy, running her own wet towel gently over his face, making sure to press her fingers slightly along the grooves between his metal. She didn't want to leave any mess behind.

     Once his face was thoroughly cleaned of Natalie's excitement, she removed the cloth from his face and leaned in to press a fresh and clean kiss to his teeth. It was delicate and soft, tender with him. She then pulled back to reach for his hands and clean those as well.

He had figured she would take the opportunity to collect her scattered clothes and get dressed. Instead, scarlet glow followed Natalie's reaching for the water bottle and another towel. She was still in his lap, though. Did she want to clean somewhere he'd missed, or did she want...?

Sure enough, the work of his own towel was quickly DISMISSED. Revenant dropped the towel aside, allowing the other Legend's reach with the sound of a soft, defeated sigh. But WATCHING HER. Watching how she watched him, curious of how she regarded the metal visage of her own design.

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     Natalie moved however Revenant pleased, quite content to allow him to clean her. Unsurprisingly, she rather liked it. She felt like she was being doted on and such a feeling should be cherished when it came from the sim. Her sapphires fluttered back open and her hands fell to his grasp as he cleaned up her palms, watching him quietly work.

     The little engineer smiled at yet another chaste kiss, then grinned even wider as she watched him wipe at himself with very little care. He was so silly. So delicate with her, so thoughtful and deliberate, but so uncaring and unbothered with himself. It amused her in this instance.

     Natalie then twisted in his lap and reached for the discarded bottle of water and one of the towels in the pile Revenant had gathered. Carefully, she wet her own towel and covered her right hand with it. Her empty hand then reached up to gently swat the sim's out of the way. "Here, mon cœur, let me."

Her throat and collar didn't take as long to clean because the mess wasn't as thick there. Revenant gently took the other Legend's hands next, one at a time, to cradle her hand in his, wiping over and in between her fingers with the wet towel until satisfied that her hands weren't sticky.

When he'd finished, he turned over the towel again to a clean portion, lifted it to start wiping over the panels of his own face after another brief faux kiss. But he worked BLINDLY, of course, and not nearly with as much care as he had afforded cleaning Natalie.

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     While his reassurance was appreciated and comforting, Natalie could not help the discontented grumble that left her as the cold cloth gently wiped across her sex. A warm shower would've been much more better than this, but she supposed it was the price to be paid for fooling around in the back of a car.

     Another unintelligible noise escaped Natalie as he pressed a kiss to her neck, though this time it was certainly sweet and happy. She was compliant in his grasp, tilting her head to better exposed her neck so he may clean her. As he leaned down to press his teeth to her lips, one of Natalie's hands reached up to cup the side of his face. It was a soft touch, holding him as if he was meant to be cherished as she reciprocated the chaste kiss.

"I know," he seemed to assure quietly at her initial little gasp to the cold. But she didn't startle again, and Revenant continued uninterrupted. He was especially gentle closer to her core, really only wiping once or twice over the outermost folds knowing the COLD would be most uncomfortable there.

He pressed a warm, faux kiss of metal teeth against her neck before folding the towel over to a clean side and reaching up to wipe some over Natalie's collar and throat next - where his own face and tongue had spread her MESS in the midst of his attentions. He seemed to distract her from the chill with a soft faux kiss to her lips with motionless metal jaws, brief and chaste.

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     It seemed the answer to her question was yes, though it was stated indirectly. He was so shy when confronted with his more tender displays of affection. Natalie did not mind it at all, rather she found it quite cute. The big, scary murderbot getting embarrassed by the gentle affection he could both receive and give.

     Natalie soon complied with the other's instructions, scooting as far back on his lap as she could without risk of falling off. When the water bottle was brought to her lips, she smiled softly, then took a few sips from it. She then pulled back and quietly observed as Revenant wet his towel.

     Her gaze then traveled to between her legs as Revenant moved his cloth-covered hand. It was quite the mess; slick painted over both her outer lips and inner thighs. Natalie didn't feel too embarrassed by it, but she couldn't help the pink that settled on her cheeks. She had certainly been excited, hadn't she?

     The first wipe caused Natalie to inhale a little loudly, not appreciating the colder temperature of the towel in contrast to her hot, sweaty skin. But she didn't make the sound again and didn't attempt to stop him; she would adjust in a few moments.

     Natalie's sapphires then trailed back up to the simulacrum, specifically his face. There was a faint sheen to it; he would need a towel as well.

His face lingered, almost hiding, there at the side of the engineer's face. "... You'll have to sit back a little," Revenant answered quietly. He knew BOTH OF THEM were reluctant to part in any capacity.

But if Natalie obliged, the sim would reach finally for the water bottle. Uncapping it and first lifting it to the other Legend's lips, CAREFULLY tipping it toward her mouth when she was ready to allow her to drink at her own pace. When she indicated she was satisfied, he reached for a towel next and wet it with the water.

It would be COLD. There was no helping that. But if allowed, he'd steady her at the hip with one hand and begin to gently wipe the inside of Natalie's thighs with his other, clean her accumulated mess.

As much as he would have liked to clean her with his TONGUE, that risked making more mess.

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     It took Natalie a moment to fully register that the hand was no longer on her head, still far too focused on licking and touching him. But she eventually did and slowly pulled her mouth away. Similar to the sim earlier, a thin strand of saliva connected them until Natalie sheepishly wiped it away.

     She slowly started to rise, intent on pushing her way into the sims space once more, but it seemed she wasn't the only one with such an idea. As Natalie leaned in, she felt large hands seize her waist and pull her in. She immediately complied, lifting her legs and straddling his lap like she had done before.

     Natalie's arms then wrapped over Revenant's shoulders as they kissed, holding him close and tenderly despite how raw and hungry their embrace was. She felt very deep, carnal feelings, but they all stemmed from her adoration for him.

The sim's metal rattled softly with another shiver. His stroking Natalie's head paused, squeezing once before lifting his hand just slightly, enough to indicate he was letting her up. He wanted to kiss her. He wanted her CLOSE.

Badly enough that he could hardly wait; no sooner than the other Legend had begun to rise, and Revenant was sitting up, leaning toward her, jaws parting and tongue ready in ANTICIPATION. He didn't hesitate to take her by the hips or waist or whatever part of her he could most easily reach at that moment and pull her into his lap for a DEEP and HUNGRY kiss.

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     The prolonged groan from the simulacrum made the flames of desire lick at her loins once again. Excited slick continued to spread across her sex, never allowing for her desperation for him to die out. Natalie's sucking of his tongue became a little less gentle and a little more deprived, offering her own soft sounds as she tried to tend to as much of the muscle as she could without losing focus on her hand.

     Natalie's palm rubbed up and down, stroking the front of his pelvis. She felt him start to shift under her and his hand tighten it's grip on her hip. Restless, wanting more of what she would give. Lucky for him, she was so very selfless; she wanted to give him everything.

     Although, for a moment, it did not seem like it as Natalie's hand came to a stop and her head twisted and pulled away. It wasn't a complete disconnect; her index finger remained to teasingly trace the outer groove of the small panel as Natalie breathed through her mouth for a moment, her lips glossy from spit.

     "Tu es tellement bon. Tu mérites plus." The little engineer murmured heatedly as she pressed against him, leaving a kiss on his jaw before speaking intimately where his ear would be. "Do you want my mouth on you?" She offered first, sweet and tenderly, before sharpening her tone just a bit. "Or do you want to rut against me like a beast?"

A slight, startled jerk as the vulnerable synthetic flesh of his tongue was PINCHED - but followed by simulated breath catching briefly before Revenant groaned again. AND AGAIN, a little longer, a little louder, when the other Legend's wet mouth applied a gentle suction.

Optics flickered and plates trembled once with a soft rattling sound. His hand squeezed needy at Natalie's hip. Her warm palm moving against him, the intent of her touch, made it hard to think. And his position made it hard to MOVE; sat and still leaned into the engineer's space, he tried to roll his hips into her hand, soft static afflicting his every false breath, slightly strained, concentrated on the heat eating him up.

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     As she felt the hand settle upon her waist, Natalie sighed loudly and relaxed into the simulacrum. Her breathing slowed and her eyes eventually fluttered shut. Weariness had begun to set into her bones; she could feel it especially within her legs. There was a temptation to sleep, but not here, against him like this, in a soon to be moving vehicle. Instead, she rested for the few moments she was allowed.

     Sapphires blinked back open upon hearing the bottle collide with the seat beside them. Her head then twisted to glance over her shoulder and see the extended limb fetching towels. She hadn't meant to make him feel like he had to retrieve the towels, but she wasn't going to stop him now.

     Natalie turned back to Revenant in time with his deposits, leaning in as he pressed against her temple. She hummed happily, approving of his touch around her waist, at her head. Then she spoke in a tone that was not condescending or teasing. Rather, it was infatuated, endeared by the idea it was putting forth, "Are you going to take care of me, mon cher?"

A soft, simulated sigh. He couldn't blame her for not wanting to move at that moment. So as the little engineer leaned into him, his arm moved to wrap her waist, hold her more securely against him.

His other arm, though, clicked as his pauldron and the joints under it STIRRED and SHIFTED. He stretched the joints of his shoulder and spindling metal fingers, reaching past Natalie toward the minifridge and managing to draw it open.

At this range, his strength and coordination were slightly lacking, so it was carefully and just a bit CLUMSILY that he felt for a water bottle, grabbed one, and tossed it to the seat beside them with a flick of his wrist. The minifridge was shut, and Revenant reached for the nearest cabinet next.

He fisted a whole handful of towels, drawing them from the cabinet as his arm retracted, dropping them in a pile on the seat. Instead of immediately taking one or reaching to wet it with the water bottle, though, the sim merely turned his head to graze metal teeth over Natalie's brow and temple where she was tucked against him, his hand resuming its spot at her waist for the time being.

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     Natalie didn't confirm nor deny Revenant's response, but she did smile a bit impishly. While she had been uncertain regarding their environment, she certainly didn't regret anything. She was always rather eager to receive his attention and affection.

     So it probably wasn't surprising when her hand simply slipped from his face to allow him to nibble against her jaw once more. She giggled yet again, squirming only a little bit in response to the touch. Her head then turned to follow his instructions, looking towards the bar. But she soon looked back to sim; did he expect her to get out of his lap? She was quite comfortable.

     "That's too far." She complained before cuddling into the sim, wrapping her arms around him and leaning in yet again.

His head moved without resistance wherever she urged it, though the hazy, scarlet glow of his gaze remained fixed on her. He looked rather PLEASED. Rather like he'd taken her accusation as a compliment, in fact.

"Mmm... You don't sound very broken up about it," Revenant teased quiet and low. He leaned in again for another warm nibble against her jaw while the engineer's head was turned. His gaze flicked past her down toward the small bar. "Should be towels in one of those cabinets," the sim suggested. The towels could be used in combination with water bottles from the minifridge to clean up a little.

He KNEW what a mess he had made between Natalie's legs - knew she probably didn't want to get dressed like that, if it could be helped. But he also seemed in no hurry to relinquish her waist from where she was sat in his lap. Not until he was prompted, anyway.