Got Klukai to max bond, boy and I thought Makiatto was pining after the Commander...
Anyways, had to churn this out as a result. I'm actually a fan of Gentiane having a yuri harem, but for this fic's purposes all the dolls have immense loyalty and platonic love for her instead. Also decided to build off of my first GFL2 fic, so Jonah's back!
Hope you enjoy!
The Elmo's canteen was close to empty, aside from a single man nursing a glass of whiskey at the bar. Soft music played from a little jukebox in the corner, courtesy of one Springfield with musical contributions from Daiyan and Suomi (mostly Daiyan).
"Ha. You look like someone just killed your cat." Gentiane slid into the seat next to Jonah.
The young mechanic scoffed, passing her the bottle next to him, "Nah, nothing like that, Commander. Just got another scolding from the nag."
"Klukai?" Gentiane chuckled, "What'd she get on your case about this time?"
"I suggested some alternate part manufacturers to save on cash, ran them by Mayling first too, but apparently it wasn't good enough for Miss Perfect. She tore me a new one before giving me a wire to charge for the right stuff." He rolled his eyes, "I know they know their own capabilities and bodies best, but we're not made out of cash here. And making her team pay for it doesn't seem right, since they're such sticklers for keeping their 404 group or whatever separate from us."
"Well, that's true…" Gentiane shrugged, her face a mix of emotions, "Klukai has her own concerns. Did you know that even though she keeps her accounting separate from ours and acts like she's doing contracted jobs for us…she hasn't charged us a cent?"
"What, really?" Jonah looked surprised by that. HIDE 404 had really been putting in the work, based on the after action reports and how much maintenance he'd had to do on them. Even the lazy little one, Mechty, was quite the scrapper it seemed.
"Yeah, yet they still pay us for repairs and supplies we give them. Don't tell her I told you though. No matter how she acts, she has everyone's best interest in mind." Gentiane whispered conspiratorially, "That includes you, even if you're a newer addition to our little operation."
"Huh. Maybe she's not such an ice queen after all." He sighed, "Just wish she'd stop looking for things to get on my case for."
Gentiane gave him a playful elbow to the ribs, "That just means she's got high expectations for you. Do your best!"
He winced, "Oh come on, give me a break…"
"You are a fool. An utter buffoon." Klukai's cold tone cut through the air of the Elmo's workshop, "Of all the idiotic things you could've done, you chose the worst one."
"Heh. Tell me how you really feel- ouch! Hey, easy on the hurt mechanic here…" Jonah grunted as Klukai tightened the wrappings and gauze currently covering his left arm.
"What possessed you to push me out of the way? You are aware that I am a T-Doll, aren't you? Or do you need to see my insides again to get it in your thick skull?" Klukai ignored his protests, continuing her rather rough first aid treatment.
An ELID had broken through the Elmo's defensive perimeter during their latest deployment near the edge of a Red Zone. The contaminated beast was luckily a small one, but its small size also allowed it to infiltrate the vents of the mobile fortress.
The intruder made it all the way to the repair bay, where Klukai was conversing with Jonah. And, well, the mechanic had acted on impulse when it pounced, pushed the doll out of the way and had gotten a gash on his arm for his troubles.
Of course, the creature was then terminated with extreme prejudice by said T-Doll, who was quite upset at his actions.
Which led to their current situation.
"Oh, I'm aware…!" He hissed as she gave the bandages one last tug.
"Even the Commander knows to take cover and let us do the fighting." Klukai glared at him, "That attack would've barely damaged me at all."
"I know, I know already." Jonah ran a hand through his hair, irritated, "Cut me some slack. I do the combat drills, but I don't actually have much experience in the field. I just sorta moved when I saw it coming…"
She snorted, though he didn't miss how her eyes softened, "At least you have good reflexes."
"Always thought I should get into sports. Instead I'm here in these dusty coveralls with an old wrench in my hand." Jonah smirked, "All done?"
"All done. The bleeding should be stemmed for now." She nodded, patting his arm with surprising gentleness, "Don't do anything stupid for a few days at least. And get Colphne to double check my work."
"Fine, fine." He sighed, "It's just a cut, you know."
"And it could get infected. So do it." She narrowed her eyes at him.
"I said I would, didn't I? I'll go now, if it'll make you happy." Jonah stood up with a huff, muttering something about bossy T-Dolls.
Klukai watched him go, a small smile appearing on her lips as he rounded the corner and disappeared from view, "Idiot…"
Some time after the ELID incident, Jonah got the oddest feeling that Klukai had been avoiding him lately. She seemed troubled whenever he saw her from a distance, but she never seemed to be around the workshop anymore.
Instead, for any 404 related issues, an annoyed Mechty was usually the one to stop by. She even fell asleep on one of his work tables the other day, and he still wasn't sure if she was just that tired or if it was an act of rebellion against Klukai's "tyranny".
This state of affairs continued for probably about a week or two, Jonah wasn't entirely sure because he'd been rather busy with work and his newfound relationship with Nagant.
But that odd state of affairs ended today.
It was late at night, most of the residents on the Elmo asleep, or at least in their own rooms. Jonah had stayed up late, finishing up some inventory work on their supplies.
The sound of a door hissing open and soft footsteps approaching alerted him to the presence of another.
"Hey, just finishing up some stuff before bed." He called out casually, figuring it was one of the dolls on night watch.
"Jonah." It was Klukai's voice that greeted him, catching him off guard.
"Klukai? I thought it was Jiangyu's turn to take care of night patrol…?" He turned and looked at her. In the low energy mode of the workshop, her pale lime green eyes seemed to glow in the dim light as she met his inquisitive look.
"It is." The light in her eyes intensified, "There's something I want to show you. Stop by my room after you're done."
She turned and left after that, without waiting for an answer and leaving behind a very confused mechanic in her wake.
"That's the first thing she says to me in weeks?," He shook his head and refocused, "Well, I guess I should get this done then."
About half an hour later Jonah had finished up the work he'd wanted to complete and headed for Klukai's room, still unaware of what she wanted to show him. Once he arrived he gave the door a solid knock.
Only for the door to slide open and for him to be yanked inside by his collar, "Wha-!"
The world became a blur of motion until his back hit something soft. It took a second for Jonah to realize he'd been tossed unceremoniously onto Klukai's bed. Before he could even react to that sudden realization, Klukai straddled him, leaning over him with her arms to either side of his head.
"It's occurred to me that the humans onboard the Elmo are, in a word, dense." Her voice was steady, but Jonah could swear there was some light pink dusting on her cheeks in the dimmed lights of her room, "The Commander and her savior complex is one thing…but there's also you."
"Me?" He managed to ask, trying to focus on her face and not her rather bountiful chest hanging right in front of him.
"Yes, you." She gave him an unamused look, "Half the dolls here are pining after you because you're like the Commander, treating us like equals and individuals…and yet you only notice Nagant's feelings? Like I said, dense."
He blinked owlishly at that, "Uh…"
"So." Klukai cut him off with a finger to his lips, "I'm going to make it very clear. I want to stay by your side. You are important to me. You lovable idiot. And if you ever run off like a certain deadbeat Commander without answering my messages, I will be very upset."
Jonah's mouth opened and shut as he processed her words, unable to muster a coherent response.
"And if you're worried about Nagant, you don't need to be. I told her what I planned to do tonight." Klukai continued, "I wouldn't stoop so low as to go behind her back."
"Wait, what!?" His jaw dropped, "Uh, wait, you told her you were going to push me down in your room?""
"I did." She nodded, "We came to an understanding."
An understanding about what!?
"And you didn't see fit to ask how I felt about this whole thing?" He sputtered.
Klukai tilted her head, "Do you dislike me?"
"What? No!" He shook his head, "If anything, it's fun bantering with you, even if you can be a nag…"
"A nag, huh…?" She hummed, and he got the feeling she was going to make him regret saying that sometime soon, but for now she remained focused on the topic at hand, "Then, are you attracted to me? I notice you always focus on my chest or rear whenever you think I'm not looking."
He coughed at being so easily caught, "Well…um…yeah, you're kind of gorgeous, Klukai."
"Then I don't see a problem. While I might not hold a place in your heart the way Nagant currently does, I'll simply have to carve my own spot out." Klukai shrugged, before leaning down and kissing him.
His mind went blank, as one tends to do when being kissed by a beautiful woman. Her lips were amazingly soft, and her chest pressed against him and she pulled him closer by his collar. Her warmth set him at ease, and the kiss itself, while forceful, only conveyed affection.
When they broke apart, her cheeks were now undeniably pink, "If…if you really hate it, then tell me now."
"There's no way I'd hate that…" He muttered in response.
There was a brief flash of joy in her eyes before her cool composure reasserted itself. "That's good. And it seems your body agrees as well…"
Klukai sat back on her haunches, resting her butt on his thighs as she observed his growing arousal.
"I-It's a natural reaction." Jonah looked away, sheepish about how easily he'd been turned on by her.
"I suppose it is…" Klukai hummed and shrugged her jacket off and tossed it to the side, her hat joining it soon after. The tight black leotard she had left on didn't leave much to the imagination.
Jonah's attention was immediately drawn to her chest as she pulled her remaining layer off her shoulder. "Holy shit…" He breathed as her perfect, round tits came into view. Her creamy pale skin only emphasized her puffy pink nipples, her chest rising and falling with her quiet breaths.
She smirked at his awed expression, "Hmm~? Impressed?"
Something about the satisfaction in her face set Jonah's nerves alight. He'd had just about enough of being passive at this point. So with a surge of energy he sat up, grabbing Klukai's shoulders and pushing her down.
"-!?" She inhaled sharply in surprise, but didn't do anything in response, her eyes only slightly widening as she gazed up at him.
He knew she could resist if she wanted, so the fact that he was even able to reverse their positions meant she was content with this development.
The way her expression concealed the barest amount of anticipation, waiting to see what he did next…the way her hair splayed out beneath her, forming a blanket of white silver. And once more, those fucking perfect tits…well, Jonah was quickly losing any sense of restraint at the sight before him.
"Nngh!" Klukai gasped as his hands roamed her body, caressing her stomach, then her sides, before moving up to the bounty on top. "Your touch is…too lewd…mmh!"
She arched her back as his hands sunk into her flesh, groping her with desired-filled hands. Her breasts were springy and soft, molding to his touch in the addicting of ways. Her eyes flew wide open as he pinched her nipples lightly, interspersing the stimulating sensations with lighter brushes of his palms against her sensitive buds.
Her cries were then silenced as he leaned over her and kissed her, their tongues dancing as they tried to taste one another to the fullest. Klukai wasn't just on the receiving end though, her fingers tangling in his hair and her legs wrapping around his own as she tried to draw him closer.
"You're so fucking hot…" Jonah exhaled as they broke contact, their faces still only an inch or two apart.
"I know." Klukai replied with cool confidence, though it was obvious from the gleam in her eyes that she was hungry for more. A hunger she acted on when, as if issuing a challenge, she raised her head and bit his lip lightly, just enough to make him wince in surprise, her gaze narrowing with a sort of smug pride that dared him to do more.
He acquiesced with her unspoken demand. He straightened up, hands moving to his belt. Klukai moved with him, peeling off her leotard all the way, baring her body fully. There was the briefest flash of interest and surprise on her face as he freed his cock, his length standing fully erect.
Jonah showed that he'd noticed her attention with a slight smirk, before sliding himself backwards so he could kiss her stomach.
"Mm~..." She shivered at the ticklish, erotic sensation. His hands roamed her form freely, feeling every square inch of her smooth, synthetic skin.
He slowly worked his way upwards, kissing her body repeatedly along the whole way. She jerked with a quiet yelp when he passed her breasts, taking a moment to hold and nibble on one of her perky nipples, kneading it between his teeth and paying her back for biting his lip.
The cute glare he got in return was definitely worth it. But he still wasn't at his destination yet.
"Ha…" Klukai let out a sigh as he kissed her neck, his journey continuing until he reached her face and stole her lips once more, "Mmph, mmh…"
As they locked mouths once more, he slowly positioned himself, using his knee and thigh to push her legs apart so he could angle himself between her thighs.
"...!" Klukai gasped as the head of his cock brushed against her wet folds, the sensation sending pleasure signals all throughout her nerves.
"You're wet as hell." Jonah grinned, purposely sliding his cock against her slit and teasing small moans from her lips.
"Just…fuck me…!" She growled into his mouth, placing her hands on his shoulders and wrapping her legs around him.
He huffed and teased her a few more times, but Jonah was also getting close to the limits of his restraint, so finally he pushed his cock past her entrance, spearing into her in a single deep motion.
"Mmmmh!" Klukai bit her lip as she suppressed a deep groan of satisfaction at having his cock spread her walls so thoroughly, her sexy expression only egging him on further.
He barely gave her time to rest, drawing his hips back and pushing into her again. Her fingers tightened on his shoulders, her moans now escaping openly as she felt his cock pierce her. She mewled in protest as he pulled away from her grip, only to throw her head back in ecstasy as he grabbed her bouncing tits, using the pillowy mounds to anchor his thrusts.
"Yesss, ah! Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Klukai was a far more explicit lover than Nagant, curses spilling from her with every movement. She arched her back, her breasts overflowing his palms as she pressed into his touch, bracing herself with her elbows as she tried to meet each of Jonah's thrusts with equal force. "Kiss me more…!"
The neediness in her tone, filled with wanton desire that so heavily contrasted with her normal cold tone, sent flashes of hazy white through Jonah's head as he released her chest and leaned in to meet her lips again, swallowing her hot gasps as his hips continued to meet hers.
Her warm insides clenched around him in waves, making him hiss sharply into her mouth. His arms slid around her back, their bodies molding to one another in a messy pile of quivering limbs and frantic movements.
Holding him close and breaking the kiss, Klukai dug her fingers into his back, her nails leaving red trails in their wake. The low, rumbling grunts echoing in her ears only turned her on more, her legs tightening around his waist and forcing his thrusts to be short, fast, and forceful.
Klukai could feel her consciousness growing hazy as it tried to process all the sensations she was feeling, "K-Keep, ahh, hah, ah, going…! I'm, I'm almost there!"
She was practically begging at this point, her expression contorted with pure lust. Jonah was once again reminded of just how different the Klukai in his arms was from her normal self, her usual face overlapping with the current vision in front of him.
He slid his arms up, holding her head against his shoulder as he felt his own climax rising. His thrusts became erratic as he pressed his weight down on her, trying to reach her innermost reaches.
The breaking point came when she tensed, her legs locking completely in place just as he thrust as deep as he could. With a loud scream of pleasure Klukai came, burying her face into his shoulder and muffling the sound of her orgasm. Her convulsing walls finished him off, and with a deep sigh his dick twitched inside her, releasing the first streams of cum against her walls.
The feeling of his warmth spreading inside her only extended her climax, the initial stream of warmth being followed by thick ropes of his seed, the feeling of his weight on top of her, all of it came together and left Klukai in a daze.
When his shaft finally stopped pulsing, some droplets of pale white cream already leaking from where he remained buried inside of her, Jonah collapsed beside her, keeping her tight in his arms.
Whether it was the heat of the moment, a show of vulnerability, or something else, Klukai cuddled with him, letting out a soft purr of contentment.
Jonah looked at her, taking in her closed eyes and her small smile, and he realized that yes, she was being honest when she confessed. It wasn't out of jealousy or competitiveness (okay, maybe a little), but there was a deeper affection there that he hadn't seen until now.
He supposed she may have had a point about his density.
Her eyes opened, her more stoic demeanor reasserting itself, "What is it?"
"Just admiring the view." He replied honestly.
The way her cheeks flushed made his heart beat faster. Has she always been this cute? Where was the icy queen he was used to? He looked away, though that proved to be a mistake as his gaze instantly fixed itself on her breasts, still heaving slightly with exhaustion.
Seriously, whoever designed her base frame must've been a genius. Or a pervert. Probably both.
"I see you're now wearing your perverseness openly." She remarked drily, but before he could even make an excuse she was already moving.
She gently coaxed him onto his back, before moving down and grabbing his shaft, "You're still hard…"
"Kinda difficult not to be with you right in front of me…" He muttered in response.
Judging from the pleased smile on her face, those words were the correct reply. As if it was a reward, Klukai jerked him off a few times before sliding up and bringing his shaft towards her chest.
She huffed triumphantly as Jonah's eyes widened in realization, "You want to feel these wrapped around you?" She pressed her arms together, emphasizing her bust even more.
He only nodded, swallowing thickly.
"Then slide over here." She ordered him as she slipped off the bed. Once he was in position, sitting with his legs off the side, she kneeled down in front him, resting on her knees.
"Nagant doesn't have the volume for this, does she?" Klukai's voice was playful as she wrapped her tits around his cock, one hand still at the base jerking him off in small, short bursts.
He groaned, deeming not to answer aside from immersing himself in the feeling of her malleable flesh engulfing his length. She gathered up her breasts with her other arm, her nipples covered by her forearm, squeezing him tighter in her marshmallow purgatory.
The combined sensation of her palm jerking him off from below and her tits tightly wrapped around his shaft proper was enough to drive him insane, Jonah's head lolling back as she began moving up and down as one.
"Holy fuck, Klukai…" Were the only words that escaped him.
She hummed in satisfaction at the pleasure she was giving him, before switching it up. She released her hand, instead using both hands to squeeze her mounds together. Her pace quickened, his cock all but fucking her tits as she bounced her chest up and down along his length.
A moan forced its way out of him as she stuck out her tongue, licking the tip of his dick whenever it emerged from her cleavage. A trail of thick saliva dripped from her mouth, pooling between her breasts and wetting his cock, the improvised lubricant only easing his passage.
Klukai tilted her head as she looked up at him, "Should I drink it? Or do you want to finish on me?"
Her casual tone despite the debauched content of her words sent shivers down Jonah's back. The image of his seed coating her chest and neck flashing through his head, followed by the image of her gulping down his load, his cock twitching while still being wrapped in her tits.
Well, both were quite the sight in his imagination.
"W-Whatever you want…" He grunted, his hips jerking as she pushed him closer to the edge.
She smirked, pressing her breasts tighter, leaning lower and allowing her to suck on the head of his cock as she massaged his shaft. Jonah's breathing came in brief gasps, and he could feel a surge building up in his balls, the head of his cock swelling between her lips.
"Fuck!" He gave a strangled shout as he came.
At the last second Klukai pulled her mouth off of him, letting spurts of cum shoot up into the air. The first stream reached high enough to touch her chin, the subsequent shots of pale white coating her neck and tits, gathering in a small pool in her cleavage.
She moved her hands separately, alternating each tit up and down as she milked the last of this load out onto her smooth skin. Once his cock gave its last few twitches she released him, his sperm coating her chest in countless little streams as gravity pulled the translucent liquid downwards.
"You came a lot this time too…" Klukai ran a finger through the mess, bringing it up to her mouth and tasting it curiously. She didn't seem to mind the flavor, as she cupped one breast and brought it up to her mouth, licking her creamy skin clean before doing the same for the other.
The depraved sight of her tasting his cum so thoroughly made Jonah see red, his member returning to full attention in less than a minute. Klukai was so enthralled in tasting him that she didn't react until it was too late.
"Hm-!?" She blinked in shock as Jonah yanked her to her feet, pushing her few steps then pressing her against the wall, "You can still go on…?" Despite her surprise, her eyes were alight with approval and lascivious need.
"You're just too fucking hot, Klukai." Jonah rumbled, his voice a low and dangerous growl, "I can't hold back."
"Then don't. Fuck me, harder this time." Klukai answered, pushing her hips towards him, her round ass jiggling just right.
No more words needed to be exchanged. Jonah grabbed one of her legs and raised it, letting it rest against his shoulder as he opened her up in position for getting screwed sideways.
"Hm~!" She moaned as he slid into her for a second time, repeating his earlier feat of hilting himself fully with just a single smooth motion. Her breasts mashed against the wall, the cold surface making her shiver in contrast with the warmth of their joining. One arm propped her up against the wall, while another sought Jonah's warmth, grasping at the arm holding her leg up as he plowed into her.
Jonah slammed his hips into her, drawing back enough with each thrust that he threatened to slip out of her. Moans spilled freely from her throat, with no attempt at suppressing them as she gripped him tightly, feeling every inch of his cock as it plunged through her heat.
"Fuck, fuck, yes, yes, yes! Harder, fuck me, fuck!" Klukai's curses once more began to echo in the air, interspersed with breathy cries of passion and need.
The novelty of fucking her in a sideways standing position quickly lost its novelty, the sheer need to hold her close and get as deep into as he could made Jonah stop briefly to lift her by her thighs. She understood what he wanted, her legs snaked naturally around his waist, and her hands came to rest on his shoulders.
He couldn't get enough of the way her face twisted with pleasure as he thrust into her again, pounding upwards into her in a standing carry. This came with the added benefit of being able to see her tits bounce right in front of him again, the hypnotic sight never losing its enchanting sway.
"You…really…like, ahh, looking…don't you? Mm, ugh!" Klukai pulled herself closer, her chest mashing against his, "Kiss me~!"
She really seemed to like kissing him, especially during sex. Not that Jonah would ever complain, answering her request by greedily pressing his mouth against hers.
"Mmph! Mm! Mmmmmph!" He was getting accustomed to feeling Klukai's moans against his lips, and he found it more than a little addicting, keeping his hips moving so he could keep feeling the vibrations of her cries across her whole body, from mouth to hips.
Her legs tightened around him, her body flush against him as she tensed, signalling another orgasm rapidly rising. Just in time, as he was also getting there.
"Fuck, gonna cum…!" He groaned as he rutted her, bouncing her up and down on his cock like she was a sex doll rather than a cutting edge combat doll.
"C-Cum inside, fuck! Inside me…ah, ahh, ah, again…please!" Klukai had that hazy look in her eyes again, the pleasure beginning to overwhelm her senses. She probably didn't even register that she'd switched to begging him for a second time.
Jonah's hips snapped up one last time, driving him right against her artificial womb as he let go. Her insides snared him in a vice grip, holding him still as he shot his load into her innermost depths. She shuddered in his arms, her own orgasm racking her body as she let out a series of wordless cries.
He looked down at her, her head hanging loosely and leaning against his shoulder. Her eyes were unfocused, the flush on her cheeks giving her an erotic, satiated glow. His own lust finally sated, Jonah brought Klukai back to bed, and they sprawled on the soft mattress together.
After some half-awake maneuvers, they finally settled on a position. Klukai was laid out on top of him, using his chest as a pillow as he kept his arms around her.
"...Did I make you feel good?" Her question was soft, her usual self-assurance absent from her tone.
He scoffed in disbelief, "Good? That was fucking amazing, Klukai."
The pure smile that appeared on her face stunned him, like the sun's rays parting dark clouds, "That's…good. I…I won't lose to anyone."
He squeezed her, "It's not really a competition…"
"It is for me." She buried her face in his chest, her expression showing a rare vulnerability, "I'm…a combat doll. And you're not the Commander. So me being the best at fighting or leading other dolls isn't useful to you. I…I have to make you feel good, so I can become someone important to you."
Was that what she thought?
"Klukai." His voice made her look back up at him, and he didn't miss the uncertainty in her eyes. "I don't know what you and Nagant talked about, what kind of discussion or agreements you may have come to, but I'd never abandon you."
Despite the idea of being with two partners being new to him, Jonah was surprised by how assured he was in his conviction and words.
"Honestly, I think I need to sit you two down together so we can figure out where this is going." He smiled wryly, "But regardless, I promise to cherish you, Klukai."
She turned the reddest he'd seen her tonight, which was honestly a feat, before she averted her eyes in embarrassed joy. "...Okay. I'll…hold you to that."
As he drifted off to sleep with the now content doll in his arms, another one of Klukai's statements echoed in his mind.
Wait…did she say 'half' of the dolls here were pining after me…?
Just for clarification, Klukai sort of had a meltdown in her bond events where she gets understandably upset at the Commander for ghosting her for years, which is why she gives the speech she does to Jonah after pouncing on him. It's well done, and made me like a character I already liked even more.