- - - - Chapter contains sexual scenes - - -
With each thrust up he gave, he felt his cock throb. Her tight walls tried to pull him back each time as she was lifted up, creating drag and friction. Suddenly, he wrapped her arms around the girl, holding her close and forcing her down, hard on his manhood. His groan pulsed in her ear as he came, filling her insides with semi-artificial semen due to his mostly cybernetic body.
And in the time Monsoon's warm fluid injected into Larissa's body, she pressed down hard onto his chest, forcing him down and towards the bed.
Monsoon's thrusting softened and slowed, both moaning and panting.
It wasn't until moments later that Larissa pushed herself off him and lowered to his hips.
A smirk forming on her face as she grabbed his wet cock with her strong hand, bringing it close to her lips.
Monsoon somewhat gasped as he was pushed down before warmth surrounded his cock once more. He tried to buck his hips, but Larissa held his hips down to the cock. His hand took a fistful of hair before guiding her along his dick.
Racing her tongue upward, Larissa wrapped her arm tightly around his left leg, holding him in close. Her pink snake drooled along his tip, leaving saliva among his stalk. Her hair was clenched in one of his hands, she liked it rough. Her mouth opened before she shoved his cock in, choking lightly on the way.
He bent his head to watch the girl with a smile on his face. His hips fought against her hand, bucking into her mouth. He can see the tears filling her eyes from triggering her gag reflex, but she didn't release them.
"You like that?" He teased.
Breathing for some air, Larissa lifted her head with a gasp, but continued to rapidly motion her hand upwards and back, pleasing him.
Moments after she slipped her hands off him, moved away and brought herself beside him on the bed, and just laid there. Bare. And silent. She came as close their shoulder's touched. If Monsoon had them, she'd be staring straight into his eyes.
It didn't take long for Monsoon to finish one last time. For Monsoon, the next day would be nothing but awkward. He was spent, literally. Being mostly metal had its downfalls. Yes, genetic material, such as sperm, was easy to recreate, but to obtain it required permission. Monsoon shook the thought from his head as Larissa curled against his side. He silently tilted her chin and kissed her chastely before laying on his back.
"Now sleep" he muttered as he let the girl rest her head on his shoulder, his arm wrapping around her.
Larissa didn't even question or anything. Obedience. Loyalty. That was what he was looking for. Someone who didn't second guess or ask questions. Just as she was silent, so was he. In the midst of the quiet, he heard everything. Sam didn't come back yet. It started to make him wonder, but he guessed that Sam went to the bar, Dr. Rios thought he was a brute and sulked back in her little cavern of machine parts and soap opera episodes which he listens glimpse of from the vents that connected the rooms at night. It was nice not to listen to any Portuguese tonight...
Larissa's eyes were shut, but of course, she wasn't asleep as of yet. Not while he was beside her. This was there first time spending a night alone.. And of course she found it daunting, but she loved it. Her eye peeked open the slightest and watched as Monsoon was drifted into his own thoughts. She could sit beside and stare at him all night. But as she began to cool down, her body quivered and shivered. Perhaps this would lure him in to getting her attention.
In the midst of his thoughts, Monsoon was close to sleep, until her small body shifted and shivered. His foot kicked up the blanket that was pushed to the end of the cot before his arm separated to pull the sheet over their bodies. Holding her tighter to his body, Monsoon sighed.
"Try to get sleep."
Once more, Monsoon was on sleep's edge until the vents carried no sounds to his ears. Sam and Rios were back. It made him curious of what would happen now, but the cyborg just really wanted to get some sleep.