Neo's POV

The machines, made out of harsh metal

~ Soft flesh, tightening an flexing beneath my fingers~

Their power secured behind uncountable locks

~I am the only one who has seen you like this~

No man could enter

~Becoming one with you~

If they could however,

~It's all I desire, all I want~

The noise would be deafening

~Harshly whispering my name~

Metal slamming metal,

~I'm losing control in your body's movements~

Crushing metal,

~Our mouths crush against one another~

Machines groaning and whining

~Our shameless moans are not heard outside this room~

No man cares how these work

~How can you do whatever it is you do to my mind? ~

All they care about is the result

~Our bodies move fluidly together~

No care for the coolants or hydraulics

~Hands slide up torsos, down backs~

Only results

~Over plugs, along jaws~

Maybe that was our downfall

~I am only with you tonight~

Not caring about anything

~My body fuses with yours, where do I end? ~

Except the outcome for a profit

~Lying together, I know this is heaven~