[RO-2: Whimsy]

[I]

Early morning Kal'tsit was just doing her regular routine of her job. Reviewing papers related to the medical department and looking at various messages and invoices.

She sipped from her cup of coffee as she rubbed her belly in concern. Her impregnation was successful. There was this slight anxiety that came from her mind as it slowly dawned on her the challenges the Doctor and her would go through. But in a way, she was also excited.

That tearful smile of happiness after she confided about her pregnancy to him was the most reassuring thing she had ever seen.

At least even after he has planted his seed within other women, she will always be the first mother of his children. And the first woman that this new Doctor has ever loved.

Her musings as she went through her day were interrupted by the loud opening of the doors.

"W..." The doctor narrowed her eyes, "How may I help you?"

W looked as crazed as ever, the two of them looking at each other trying to read the other's mind before even talking.

"So...how was he?"

"Come again?"

"How was he?" W repeated, "I know that little dance you two did a week ago."

"Even if I answer you, why should you care exactly?" As far she knew, W hated the Doctor, "You were the first person willing to kill him as soon as he regained his memories. He admitted to his "crime" to us all, "I am even more surprised that you are not trying to manipulate me into executing him on the spot."

W looked down in shame for being reminded of that time, it wasn't her best impression of herself to look back on, then again she had done lots of things that she's a bit shameful for.

She worked with Reunion for Kazdel's sake.

But after the dust had settled she finally had her post-hatred clarity, her memories of the past being able to be remembered under a new light. Kal'tsit took note of that sudden shift in her attitude, letting her take the floor.

So she started to tell Kal'tsit her own stint with the good Doctor.

After overcoming the struggle that is the Victoria Incident, the Doctor and the others faced off against Theresia. A copy of her body that was created by the nobles of the court, there it was revealed that the Doctor indeed slew their own King.

But it wasn't out of glee or a need to win.

As always, it was to save more lives.

They both remembered that day, he almost broke himself trying to plead to the copy to not die again. Apologizing profusely for the "sin" he had committed while the real King comforted him with Amiya's voice, saying that it was alright, he had committed no sin.

That he had stained his hands out of love.

All of them saw him break, they saw that he was as human as the rest of them. The man before them was always like that to his core, his memories being ripped away from him only served to remove the costume of a frightful monster that he was wearing.

That man was a lie that all of them made, and he also made that wraithful lie real, that was the truth.

Somehow, it was just that comforting to think that the man commanding them like pawns was just a heartless machine rather than a reluctant researcher. Rather, they, no, she knew she should have known better but like always hatred and fear can blind you, W certainly saw red when she died.

However, she could still recall how he was inconsolable for two weeks after that, locking himself away in his room, the Operators thought that he would have been fine to left alone to process his feelings, In a very tough bout of depression-induced mania he looked at the window of his room, and then he opened it.

But before anything else, a hand grasped him.

It was W, staring at him. No words to be said, just a face that pleaded him to not do this.

W knew that face, after all she had similar thoughts after the news of her death - but the two just couldn't help not leaving her alone. He didn't need to be left alone, he needed someone watching him, just being there for him and no one was willing to see that.

Except her.

Except her who saw the same look on his face as she had staring at herself like a mirror.

All of them at least had the benefit of knowing how she died the first time.

For him, his amnesia was made true for all the non-believers when he broke down crying for her name as if it was something hardwired into his very soul. And now that soul had enough, and W silently begged for him to not go.

At first, she thought that it was so that he wouldn't break Amiya's heart.

But now, she realized that this Doctor was the one her Queen had known all this time and how cruel it was for them to slander her love for him when he had to commit the cardinal sin of taking away his only confidant.

His only confidant where he confided in his pain of breaking the vows of his profession. Where victory is the only thing that mattered because everything else was broken apart, so what then if he lost? Then everything amounted to nothing in the end.

But it's alright this time, she understood now. She didn't need to utter a single word, just a pleading gaze was all it took for him to understand.

Just in case, she sat on his couch as she waited for him to sleep.

He gave up after that, and after seeing Amiya's relieved face, he soon returned to his normal self. At least on the outside, really he felt saved seeing how all these people really did care about him as a person and not just as their leader. W was weirdly happy that she was the one that was able to ease him on the right path.

After that, W and the Doctor spent more time with each other than the two would have thought possible before. Eventually, she just concluded that being with him wasn't that bad.

After W retold her own special moment with the man and the times after, Kal'tsit understood.

"Then I am indebted to you W." Kal'tsit concluded, "But why?"

Why indeed, was it guilt? Attraction perhaps? W couldn't find the words to say why. She just knew that she wanted to be there for the Doctor like before. Maybe if many others would have been there for him back then, then he wouldn't break this hard.

Maybe there could have been a way for the both of them to not break.

The Doctor wasn't weak or an evil person, it's just he can't separate his heart from his mind so in the end he makes decisions that hurt both places. He doesn't have the ability to disassociate himself from what he is doing and so he suffers alone - or rather he couldn't avert his gaze as a sort of silent cross that he had to bear alone. A tattered journal from his office proved it as it had every name of those that die in service of the Kazdel War, so the fact that he did not care about his comrades was bullshit to her now, the man became a monster because he cared too much.

He cared but no one was able to care for him, she just thought of this whole sordid affair to be unfair.

His heart was like a time bomb, finding the most inopportune time to explode.

"That's why I suppose that I wanted to bear a share of it, so that no more of this would need to happen."

W had enough of people she knew acting like martyrs.

"I see...for us that can also be called a form of love." Kal'tsit smiled at W. They were both destined to live extremely long lives based on their race, even as the other Operators wither into dust, W would be one of the last to go, although even that's generous. Sarkaz can go for hundreds, if not thousands even with Oripathy. Even then, they were managing to even prolong the lives of the Infected without it.

Not as good as a cure but at least getting Oripathy wouldn't be as scary as it was before.

"Guess so, she entrusted our futures onto both of them so it's only natural right." W smirked back, "I can count on you to set me up with him yeah? My turn to do the nasty with him."

Kal'tsit dismissed her with a wave of her fingers, already getting to work on that.

[II]

Nighttime rolls in on the Ark as the Doctor eagerly walks to his room, hearing of a gift from Kal'tsit.

The Doctor's imagination went wild as to what gift that would have been, ranging from the more practical like a crate of Pure Orignite to the more raunchy like her naked and bound by a gift ribbon. The future mother of his first true child knew how to show her affection indeed.

"Kal, I'm here." The Doctor still eagerly stepped into the darkness of his own room thinking it to be one of Kal'tsit's ways of entertaining him.

As soon as the door behind him shut, his anticipation only grew stronger.

Suddenly, he could feel the breath of another breeze through his ears and something pushing into his back as he felt the embrace of someone.

"Kal?" He still called out, but no answer.

"She's not here Doc." That insanity-laced voice could only come from one woman that he knew, "She and I cut a deal you see."

A deal? So this was the gift that Kal'tsit mentioned.

"Figured as much, you and her are basically each other's friend after that incident." The Doctor chuckled, "Alright, come here W." He knew the situation instantly.

This time the Doctor was the one to initiate the kiss, W was taken back by how forward he was being but she didn't mind. As they were dancing on each other's tongues, the Doctor's hands hovered around her thick ass, while W played with his ginormous boys down there.

He always thought that W's ass was really big but he never imagined that he'd get to actually touch them. The Doctor squeezed her tush while making-out, earning a pleased moan as well.

"This is bad...I'm really feeling it." W thought to herself as she could feel her pussy dampen as his hand went down there, he could feel the wetness of her crotch and grinned. He prodded her entrance as his digits rammed through the barricade of cloth blocking him from her sex. The Doctor noticed the fluids that coated his hand and licked her nectar off of it.

"How do I taste?" W asked, both curious and aroused at his act.

"Sweet." The Doctor answered, "Here you can taste it."

The Doctor once more made out with the Sarkaz girl, this time using his hands to grab her bountiful breasts while she rubbed her hand over his groin.

"Hey, ah." W moaned out as the Doctor rubbed her nipples, her sweat dripping down and staining her gray top. The Doctor played with them like they were the joysticks of a game controller, vigorously rubbing each nipple along with the occasional pinch.

Her girlish moans were indeed music to his ears, he guided W's arms to vacate from the shirt she was wearing. There was no bra, W must have let that go after invading his room. There was only one thing left to do with those exposed breasts in his hand.

"Ahhh~" W hissed in pleasure as the Doctor sucked on her breasts, giving her nipple love with his tongue, "Hey, don't leave the other one hanging Doc-ha-hoc~" The Doctor then pinched the other one harshly.

They naturally sat down on the bed as the Doctor continued to suckle her breasts, alternating in lapping her nipples as well as rubbing them with his free hand. As W had gotten used to the sensation, she chuckled at how infantile the Doctor was being.

"You know that I can't make milk with these right?" W reached towards the tent that he was pitching, "You gotta give me some of yours first."

[III]

W laid flat on her ass, as she spread out her pussy in front of the Doctor, her wetness gleaming through the nightlight inside the Doctor's quarters.

"No idea how big you are Doc, so surprise me." W said as she spread her pussy lips out even more.

The Doctor couldn't help but drool over the sight, his instincts fully heated up as there was a desirable woman willing to mate with him fully. W could hear the audible clink of his belt dropping down the floor as well as the noisy ruffling his pants was making as it vacated from the premises. The anticipation was making her snatch even more moist.

Until, she saw white for a brief second or two.

"So big!" This is what Kal'tsit took in stride? W questioned how the Feline was able to take this monster first-try. W couldn't even ask the Doctor to give her a moment to adapt to his hunk of meat, as her words became nothing but garbled nonsense as he pistoned his cock into her from behind. The man on the other hand firmly gripped onto her ass as he kept on plowing her like an animal.

The Doctor panted hard while the woman bit through the sheets as the pleasure was too much for the both of them, "You're so tight W..." He blurted out as he ravished her with long strokes, W's body was too busy clenching his man-meat to even hear the compliment to her body on the other hand.

"I'm gonna-gonna cum!" W shouted out in euphoria in between the nonsensical rambles one could hear when they fucking someone into next week, "I'm CUMMING!"

Fluids evacuate the premises as W screeched in euphoria as her tongue and eyes rolled out and back respectively, clenching the Doctor's cock in a vicest of grips. W knew that the man was something else if he could make Kal'tsit chipper after a romp in the sheets, but she didn't expect this.

And she didn't expect the monster that awakened after that.

"GAHHHHH!?" W was startled as she felt the Doctor thrust into her again, this time with even more force, before she could ask him to take it slow, she yelped in arousal as the Doctor had just slapped her right asscheek, "Wait, I just-"

"You came on your W." The Doctor warned as he continued fucking her, "That's grounds for insubordination."

W didn't know how to respond to this side of him, but somehow she was glad she didn't, "What are you gonna about it-ah, punish me?" She miraculously said in between moans, "Are you-ah, gonna punish me? Well?"

"AH!" That earned a slap in her other ass cheek, "Ah...yes punish me more Doc, punish this ass for not following your lead."

This slap was harder and more painful to her rear, which aroused her even more.

Was she a masochist? She wasn't sure, but all she know was that the Doctor slapping her ass felt great and this impromptu play was fuckin' astounding as he kept drilling her while disciplining her jiggling fat ass. Drool wouldn't describe the leakage evacuating from W's mouth, it's a waterfall of arousal.

"Ah...ah...tell me Doc..." W panted out, as she could feel the Doctor's core bulging inside of her, and as his thrusts became faster, he laid on top of W; his arm wrapping around her neck in a choke-hold, only serving to have her constrict his cock harder, "What's my punishment...ah...tell me...I'm gonna cum again."

The Doctor hoarsely pant as he nibbled on W's ear before answering her, "You just have to...ah...take my cum...in you...can you do it?" The Doctor asked as he fucked W's pussy passionately, "Take it in...W."

"Yes! Give it to me Doc!" W replied back in euphoric bliss once more, "Give it all to me! Ahhhhhh!"

The Doctor and W screamed out in pleasure as he emptied his load into her womb, their bodies convulsed through the sheer force of their climax. As the Doctor removed himself from W's naked body, he sat on the bed waiting for her to recover. His cock was still hard as a diamond, so with an idea he turned to W.

But W was one step ahead of him – waking up from her pleasure-drunken stupor, she knelt down in between his privates and opened out her mouth.

"Oooooh~" The Doctor moaned out as W slowly sucked him off, while W eagerly cleaned his cock with her mouth.

W on the other hand was overwhelmed with the stench and leftover combination of cum and love juices, arousal peaking once more as she guided the Doctor's hands into her horns. Her tail swinging around like a metronome, communicating what she wants him to do.

"Ahhh~" Came her muffled moan as the Doctor clutched her horns and used her head to sheath his shaft in. W didn't mind as she had insane pain tolerance thanks to her being a merc and all, all she felt instead was the arousal of being used as an object while his cum dripped out of her bit by bit.

Letting her tongue out, she wiggled it out in between pumps to tease the veins of penis as well as lapping the head of it to hear his husky moans more. W was enjoying servicing the Doctor, something her past self couldn't imagine doing let alone fantasizing.

"Wait." W then said while bringing his rod near her cheek, "Lay on the bed Doc, I have something better to give you."

The Doctor complied, not really sure what she meant by that until he felt it.

Two massively soft mounds enveloping his meat.

"Like it Doc?" W asked, genuinely happy for herself, "Bet that Kal'tsit can't do this technique to your dick."

W then proceeded to rub her tits around the Doctor's cock, "Still though, what a monster Doc, my breasts are barely enough to cover two-thirds of your length. And I have a fairly big pair of sisters on me..." At least she could still lick it as she pumps his penis with her babies. W honestly found the tip poking out even at her at her lowest kind of cute, in an erotic way.

Still though, the pressure he's feeling from her was simply divine. Groaning in pleasure all the way as he tried his best to stifle his own moans, he felt a rise as W rubbed her breasts on him faster.

"Wait W, I'm gonna cum if you-"

"Then cum Doc," W insisted, "Blast all that spunk on me."

The Doctor did so as his cum gushed of out her cleavage like a geyser or one of Shaw's high pressure water pumps. The explosive pleasure painted W white from head to boob, it was like a well-timed explosive unleashing its payload onto her and she just chuckled at the comparison. W then took a bit of the cum that splattered on her cheek and licked it off her finger, moaning in delight she then slurped off all the leftovers clinging on his dick – kissing the head affectionately as if thanking him for the meal.

"That was fun~" W said amusingly, "But I think we should kick things up a notch."

The Doctor swallowed his anticipation as W cleaned herself with her tongue, the temptress stepping closer to him as she guided his hand to her generous bust.

"Yeah, let's."

[IV]

Sounds of slapping bodies could be heard at midnight if you could even hear the two from inside the Doctor's soundproof walls. Moaning delightfully, W rode the Doctor's cock with great gusto – rapidly skewering herself on his sizable shaft. The Doctor was a quick learner however, thrusting in the rhythm of W's lewd dance – the tempo was like her in a way, hard to predict.

Hard did not mean impossible though as he soon matched her, thrust by thrust he always managed to hit her weak point – something W was quick to show based on those loud moans she was making, her drool sloshing over her face – even staining him from time to time.

"Terra, you're so huge Doc." W panted out, "And you're hitting me on my good spots too-"

The Doctor then grabbed her by the waist, stretching out his fingers so that he could grab an assful as he coaxed her body down him. W seemed to like it as he could feel her clench harder down on him, either way he could feel that they were both closing in to the finish line already. The two picked up the pace as another orgasm was inevitable, the Doctor basically using W as his sex pocket while she was using it as a meat dildo.

"It's getting even bigger!?" W thought as she could feel every inch of him invading her once more, she called out his moniker desperately as her womb begged him to flood it with his cum.

Desperately thrusting, almost like he wants to actually pierce W his dick, he called out for her name – a name that wasn't even hers to begin with, yet that is the one she chose to take. The two of them, lacking any real identity to call their own, clinging onto and pleasuring each other in the only way independent from their own circumstances.

He released his cum once more into her, the euphoric bliss screeched out to the room they were doing this act in. The same room that he tried to escape from all of this in his guilt and grief, the same room where the unlikely woman saved him, and now the same room where they fucked each other senseless in order to bury their awful past together.

"Doctor, hey wait I just came-" W protested as he flipped her over the bed, "Wait a sec, I – AHHHH!"

Grabbing hold of her soft thighs, the Doctor penetrated into her once more. Even though he just came into her a while, he was suddenly filled with his raw need to fuck W senseless. W didn't mind however, even though she protested earlier, her cavity didn't like being separated from his cock anymore – W knew going in that this would happen, she wanted it to happen, that's why she was even here.

No more lies, no more deceit, just her and the Doctor, trying to make up for things they could have done better.

The Doctor then pinched her clit with his off-hand – playing with her navel with the other, earning another series of cute moans from her. He always found W cute and hot in all honesty, she had already stolen his heart a bit back at Victoria but it only really took her performance as a phantom thief that made him realize that he had a sort of thing for devious imp with a heart.

And now, he's finally doing this to her.

Who knows, maybe that's why his past self let her be herself back then? He's still not one-hundred positive with that amnesia thing still apparent.

Eh, who cares? He's fucking and he doesn't fucking care about that anymore.

"Another position change?" All that matters is to him is that W becomes one of his new wives, "You're too close Doc-"

The Doctor shut her up as he shoved his tongue directly to her mouth – never letting go of her amber-red eyes as he pressed down his body on her while still thrusting his dick into her. W came here to get bred so that's what he was going to do, Kal'tsit and her want him to have children then he'll fucking make them. He's not gonna deny them what they want if he could provide that future for them!

How could he still call himself the Doctor – no, how could he still call himself a man if he couldn't!?

"Doc! I- ah!" W slurred out as the Doctor kept on fucking her hole, all she could do was embrace him with her legs as she lets him take out his carnal desires on her, "Lady Theresia, were your nights with him also like this?"

As W clenched his core tightly once more, the Doctor feel it again – it was emanating from his groin, the urge to copulate as he fucked her down, "W!" He called out to her loudly, "Let's start – ah! A family together – whaddaya say?" The Doctor breathed out as he looked at her with loving eyes.

W weakly nodded saying, "YES! LET'S, I WANT TO!" Screeching it out to the heavens, even though only he could hear, "FILL ME UP DOC! MAKE ME YOURS!"

"AHHHHHHHHH!"

The fever pitch finally all came down as the two climaxed against each other, W's pussy awfully oozing of cum as they both reached the limit that their bodies can handle. Sleeping beside each other, the Doctor with his last bit of strength caressed W's cheek, to which she reciprocated.

"Love you Doc."

"Thank you W."

To be bereft on an identity that is wholly yours, that is what they both have in common. Even though it was a bit of whimsy on her part at first when she started to interact with this new Doctor – she couldn't help but doubt her old image of him. Over time, she then understood that they were both the same in the end – jaded by the world even though their intentions were pure. But this Doctor, he had the benefit of having that could understand him and support him, so that another tragic denouement wouldn't come to pass.

Yeah, this time, She and her.

They would be there for him.

And if there were many more, then they're just family she guessed. It's not like she didn't have experience with found family before.

As her tired body stopped thinking and her mind started slipping into dreamland, she could see a familiar figure in the distance.

"Thank you W."

A tear unknowingly fell on her cheek as her face curled up into a genuine smile.

[V]

"Morning Kal'tsit."

"Good afternoon W."

Afternoon was the morning to the Feline.

The two sat down at lunchtime while the Doctor was receiving more physical training, Kal'tsit uncharacteristically had a slab of a steak cooked medium-rare beside her as well as some creamy mashed potatoes. She was never the type to eat heavy, so that came as quite a shock to the kitchen staff when she specifically asked for such a meal.

Her hands fluttered around the burdenbeast meat as she intently sliced through the bone, making chew-able cuts for herself. She was just showing her surgeon's precision to W at this point.

"Hungry are we?" W's plate didn't look any weirder in comparison, the pitaya shake was an exotic choice – but there was also the generous bowl of meat stew that accompanied what looked like a whole loaf of garlic bread. Mercenaries tend to eat as much as they can before their next mission but W was scarfing down her own meal like a hound.

"Was it good?" Kal'tsit asked, somehow already knowing the answer – vague the question may seem from the outside.

"Amazing." W answered back, before returning to eating her lunch.

"That is great to hear." The other doctor nodded, "After awakening to his drive, I fear that we may need to have more ready for him. If my theory about his physiology holds true, then a harem is mandatory."

Thankfully, this mishap only occurred after most of the major Terran conflicts had been resolved. Otherwise, some fool would try and leverage the Doctor's existential fears against him. Kal'tsit surmised that her initial decision to procreate with their love was actually smart in hindsight, and now with W they can essentially be his protectors as well as mothers for the next generation.

No, what's more concerning is the rate in which the Doctor's physical attributes have been rising.

If there comes a time where the Doctor's centuries of untamed libido went rampant and there's no one that can sate him on site, Kal'tsit could never imagine what would happen. If his memories came back like slowly rising waters yet it managed to preserve his new sense of self then maybe all the growth he could have gained that time will too.

At any rate, this will hit three fowls with one stone.

"You know that he's not the type to just call someone to bang right?" W pointed out, luckily the cafeteria was surrounded with the usual noisy chatter for her words to be drowned out by the crowd.

"Suggestions perhaps." Kal'tsit supposed, "There are many women loyal to him at this point, we could say in advance and then suggest that to him."

"Wouldn't it be considered manipulation?" W pointed out.

"Drat, you have a point there."

"So what now?"

"I suppose if we just suggest him to take initiative, he will do it." Kal'tsit sighed, she's happy that the man she loved was a fine gentleman outside of the bedroom but the man should have some willingness in using his charm.

"Suppose so." W said as she took another helping of stew to her mouth.

[RO-2 END]

I'm sorry, you want to do what with me?

No, it's not that. I'm just taken aback is all.

It's fine really, back at my lands it's not rare to see honored warriors having that many...well.

I will do my best, Doctor.

[Next Up: RO-3: Service]

Author's Note

I did not expect for this to blow up as it did.

Well, there you have it, the second installment to this series.

I want this to be the complete opposite of the Kal'tsit one where there's more angst and feels to it. Heck as I said to Kazragoth in our discord to quote "We be fucking on the feels bed this time." or something to that effect.

Ok, so. To give you guys hints on who's gonna be the Doc's partner in the next chapter, pay attention to the first letter of each chapter preview. Chapter 1 had K for Key and it was Kal'tsit - then this time it's W since it starts with W. So any S Operators.

To clarify, this story takes place in a hypothetical after story where everything else important is done. Maybe except the hypothetical final episode of this game that will lead to the release of Endfield.

Automata Heart's next chapter is next and after I'll go back to working on this series as well my main, Persona RX. I really want to reach the newest chapters there in terms of story since I have a lot of ideas for the Doctor there to go through.

Oh and uh…the Nurse's Compendium stuff. Yeah, the last chapter of that by the time of this chapter's writing is foreshadowing a lot of my future plans. I will never abandon this writing thing, rest assured, if it will take ten or even twenty years I will finish all of them.

Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. W is one of my favorite characters to write for because she's so complicated but also undeniably someone that truly stuck to Theresia's ideals. That and she's also really hot, Theresia really knows her way in fashion.

Arknights 4.5 trailer…not gonna lie I'm excited but not for the Operators. The lore and all the new future content are what caught my eye. Virtuoso is whatever to me, maybe I'll like her in Federico's event but emotion-motivated sociopaths are rarely my thing. Viviana on the other hand…hoo boi. She's finally here. Marge's gal pal is ready to fight on our side this time.

How's everyone's rolls recently by the way? I'm happy with my Yato and my P4 Noir Corne Alters. Hope that my Ines pulls go well so I can take home W's sister. You know back before I took to buying the monthly card my W is actually Potential 3. Two appeared on her debut and she spooked me during Mudrock's banner (maybe gonna do a future chapter on her too in the future.)

Well, that's all folks.

Happy Halloween.

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