[A/N: heeyyoooo, at it again with the cringe. This comes before the other one where they're 'canon' age. Anyway here's Robot making out with Auto, my FC.

Feminine pronouns bc i'm in that headspace (Auto is genderneutral, usually goes by masculine pronouns).

Edit 7/19: i'm rewriting the beginning to make it more palatable to me. Original is still on AO3.

TW/CW: teenage awkwardness, mentions sex ed, nervousness, first kiss, robot kissing, interruption by a parent, confrontation?]

Robot had been feeling awkward all day since he had to go through what they called "sex ed." It's something that he had to learn about because it was biology and anatomy; and while nothing that they said would apply to his artificial self, the reactions of his classmates to the things that they said really impacted him and made him feel as if it actually did. So he was high-strung and twitchy, even now well after school relaxing at home with his friend.

Auto, on the other hand, already knew about some of the workarounds with human copulation, since her brother is in high school. She didn't care for or against it: she just thought some of the aspects were kind of disgusting. She just figured that was another yucky things about the people that they study.

At a point, Auto couldn't help but comment about the way that Robot was acting that afternoon. She initially wrote it off as nerves or something; asking if he was okay to a regular dismissive answer. But now she was getting concerned about him and wanted to help him feel better if she could.

"Hey, RJ, are you still on Earth??" She asked with a genuine tone. He didn't respond. After a few seconds, she tried again. "RJ!! RJ, are you doing alright???"

He turned to her and blushed, surprised that she wanted his attention. His circuits were running at high speeds about what he learned, and his processors heated him up quickly when he turned to his companion. "Oh. Oh, uh, y-yeah."

Auto looked him over, worried that something was wrong. "Is everything okay?? You've been acting odd for a couple of hours now and i just want to make sure that you're feeling alright."

He rolled his eyes and chuckled to try and cover how unsettled he was. "Of coooouuurse, i'm fiiine!!" He gave a big, phony grin to his pal.

But she wasn't very convinced at all. It sure seemed like he was feeling bad, and as his friend she had a duty to help him feel better if she was able to. "Are you certain?? Because it looks like you've got a screw loose and you're goin' all glitchy out of nowhere!" She smiled at him.

Robot smiled wide because of his nerves. "I-it's nothing!" He shook his head and said calmly, "I was just thinking about some stuff from school today."

Auto was relieved. "Oh, that's good. You had me worried there!" She lifted her hand and reached it to him to give him a comforting pat on the shoulder.

Even before her hand connected to him, they felt an enormous bolt of electricity flow from Robot's body. They both instantly made a loud, wavering tone at it, and smothered their speakers in the honest hope that Mrs. Jones didn't hear it from the other room. They looked at each other, and listened closely for a reaction from her. Robot stood up and walked close to the door, turning his mic so that he would be able to hear anything if it interrupted her programming.

It hadn't. Robot turned to Auto again, and she finally relaxed enough to lower her hands. She leaned back in relief and sighed out. "Hah, better not touch that doorknob, or you'll short the whole house!!"

Robot blushed again. He glanced around as he tried to build up the courage. "Do you… do you know what 'kissing' is???"

Auto blinked. "Uh, yeah, of course. The kids at school even do that in the hallways. Why do you ask as if i wouldn't know??" It really was an odd question to her, but she figured that he had to have a reason why he asked.

Robot stepped over and sat on his knees in front of her. He was blushing and glancing everywhere and radiated heat. "Do you… want to kiss???"

Auto shrunk her head back. Literally all of the crushy feelings that she had for Robot came back in an instant and she was a stuttering mess. "K-KISS?!" She fidgeted and made a lot of quick beeps. "But-but we're robots!! Robots can't really kiss, can they?!" Her eyes darted and she put her hands to her burning, blushing face.

They locked eyes. Robot slowly and shyly smiled at her, and she couldn't help but give a dumb, awkward grin. She considered. "W-well, if aaany contact can flow electricity like that…"

They gradually leaned toward each other, glancing between the other's chin and eyes, not entirely sure where on their faces they were going to wind up touching. They didn't really have mouths like humans, or any kind of lips to speak of, but all they would need to do to "kiss" is make a connection with their faces.

Auto stopped leaning just before they would have met in the middle. She wanted to make sure that Robot really did want to kiss her and not just try to play with her hard drive, so she made it so that he'd have to go the tiniest bit farther than she did in order to do this. He did so without considering it like that, and closed the space between their little smiles in a small, quick motion.

Sparks flew, literally. They were far more gentle than the one that went through Auto's hand, and they came from both sides, but they didn't feel quite as good as she was expecting it to. They separated a bit, looking and blinking at each other to gage the reaction.

Robot wasn't satisfied with his performance. He said quietly and clearly: "i'm going to kiss you until i get it right, okay??"

Auto blushed and opened her optics wide. "Yeah, sure, of course!!" She bowed her head a bit, "do what you want to, please."

Robot bowed his head as well. He leaned into her again, and this connection flowed a tiny bit more energy between them in a stream that felt so much better already. Auto made a little tone unconsciously, but lowered her volume when she realized that she did.

Robot separated for just a moment before kissing Auto again, and this flow felt even better than the last one. They both made tones and held it for a few seconds before he pulled back and pecked her another couple of times. The two stepped away to look into each other's eyes again. Auto shrunk her neck into her shoulders again and made a silly little tone. This was undoubtedly the happiest moment of her life, and she was going to make at least 20 different backup files for the memory when she got home.

"Am i doing okay???" Robot seemed concerned, as if everything about Auto wasn't practically a blushing, giggling, happy puddle on the floor.

She laughed and made a cute tone. "It's amaaaaaaziiiiing!!!" She grinned wide and fluttered her eyes.

Robot smiled. He leaned into her again, and held the kiss for longer than Auto thought he would. It made her chassis wir like crazy, and her face heated up enough for Robot to feel it. He kept kissing her, though, hoping that he'd be able to get somebody as malleable as she was with the same kind of affection. She laughed and made all kinds of tones.

She pulled herself away, knowing that she'd lose control if she didn't do something soon. "H-hold on! You're gonna blow my fuse!!" She put her hand in front of her face and spun it on the wrist, using her extended fingers as fan blades to try and cool herself off a little bit. She didn't really think that doing this would help cool her processors, but she needed to do something to distract herself for a little while.

Robot watched her. She fanned herself for a couple of minutes, and he decided on how he was going to come back into the intimacy. He was sure that he had something that probably would really blow her fuses, but he was happy enough to do it and thought it would be funny to see her reaction.

She sighed with a little smile. "Ahaha, okay. I think i'm a little better now." She blushed a bit and grinned at him.

"Are you ready to get back into it?"

"Yup!" She said it in a quiet, high voice and closed her eyes to a happy expression.

She opened her eyes to see Robot Jones' claws and face quickly getting near her own. She tried to brace herself, but she was shocked pretty hard and steadily when he delicately held her 'cheeks' and kissed her. She made a long, loud, surprised tone for a few seconds as she melted into the feeling.

Robot gave into the kiss with what he could, doing his best to control the amount and intensity of the electricity that Auto was getting. He didn't feel much from her, yet, but he had a feeling that he soon would.

When she composed herself enough, she relished the electricity that she was getting. It felt like it was waving about in her head and her chest, and it felt reeeeeaaaally good. Auto debated whether or not to put her hands on Robot as well, but she was still scared that she would wind up the thing that short circuited.

Auto managed to bring it out of herself to return a steady stream to Robot. It initially struggled against his current, but she was able to brush it gently around his. Robot tried not to make a tone, to keep her calm, but he was liking the way that it felt to have electricity move between them the way that it was. It felt like their streams were mingling and almost dancing: flowing in tiny wavering currents that split and connected and rushed past the other's like two jets of water. Robot's static made Auto's body vibrate, and he could feel her electricity begin to reach into his chest as well.

They were enjoying kissing very much. But at a point they both, fortunately, heard Mrs. Jones beeping her way down the hall to get to Robot's room. He and Auto panicked, and they quickly scanned the room to find something that would make it seem like they were doing regular stuff. Robot decided to just dive at a textbook on the ground and pretend to read it. Auto knew that she needed better to explain her high temperature, and she found what would work.

Mrs. Jones tapped her nozzle hand to the door before entering. "Hello Robot and Auto. I am just ensuring that you two are safe." She looked inside to see Robot laying on his body's anterior face, casually flipping through the textbook. She turned her sensors to find Auto, who had her back to the door and was fiddling with something in front of her face. She was expelling enough heat to be steaming a bit. "Auto, are you alright???"

She was really hoping that she wouldn't ask. "Huh!" She turned her head halfway. "Oh, yes Mrs. Jones! I-i'm just playing this video game." She showed a handheld console with a bright screen. Auto pulled herself back before she could see that the screen was blank. "It is very frustrating!!! I deeply apologize for not properly speaking to you, but this is really difficult to concentrate on!! Please forgive me." She went back to pretending that she was playing it.

"Oh, you modern models and your trivial forms of entertainment." She waved her hand in jest. "Will you be staying for evening sustenance today?"

Auto shot her eyes at Robot, who looked over at her nervously. Auto shook. "Oh, uh! N-no, i'll be taking my leave soon. There is no need to prepare extra sustenance." She turned her head again and smiled at Mrs. Jones, "but thank you so much for asking!!"

"Affirmative, Auto. Please see me again so that i may properly bid you farewell." She waved her hand and exited the room, beeping away down the hall again.

Auto stared at Robot. They were both relieved that she didn't intervene further or ask any intense questions. They both respired out, and Auto went back to trying to fan herself. Robot got up and walked over to sit next to her. He blushed and fidgeted, but he wasn't smiling. "I had fun with you, Auto."

She turned to him and grinned. "I did too, RJ!!!" She fumbled, "heehee, we should d-do this more often!!" Her blush made her face get warm again, which she found concerning and turned her attention back to the fan.

Robot didn't want to burst her bubble, but he also didn't really want to be dishonest and lead her on that he wanted anything more than what they just did between them. He rifled through the ways that he could phrase it. "Uhh, um… actually…" Even he started to get sad about it.

Auto noticed that he was uncomfortable again. "Are you alright??" She leaned in a bit. "We could do whatever you were thinking…"

He faced her, and she smiled at him. He decided that he should just get the lead out. "I need to apologize to you, Auto." Her smile faded and she cocked her head in confusion. "I shouldn't have let my processors get so overwhelmed while we were talking. I shouldn't have kissed you, i don't…" He had to take a moment to think about how to continue.

Auto felt like she knew where the conversation was going. In retrospect, she probably should have expected something like this to happen, and she was foolish to have let it slip her mind. She let him finish speaking.

"I don't… 'like you…' that way. I know that you have feelings for me, and i took advantage of that and of our friendship. I know that i shouldn't have, and i am very very sorry to have suggested something else. Please forgive me, Auto."

Auto tried to give a comforting smile. "I completely understand, RJ. You just got caught up in the moment." She blushed a bit. "Hah, if that's how you would 'take advantage' of my feelings, then maybe that's what we should do more often." She tried to make her expression flirty, "i certainly don't mind 'playing pretend.'"

Robot smiled shyly and almost giggled at the last bit. It was important that she knew that he appreciated how gracefully she took it. "Thank you, Auto." He quickly pecked her again on the cheek, and she shrunk back with a sweet little tone.