Fumbling Towards Ecstacy
Day 14: Orgasm Denial
"You motherfuCKER--" They try to scream, only for it to cut into a desperate, high-pitched whine that drowns out their stuttering fans.
Thick, milky lubricant drips down his inner thighs, all but oozing from his cunt around V1's cock as it pulls out for just a moment. A burst of anger follows their denial, leaving him shaking almost uncontrollably against the cushions below.
The holo-film drones on in the background; some old political movie Joey had wanted them to watch. V1 had swiftly gotten bored of it, and swiftly found another way to entertain themselves. More specifically, by pinning his arms to his back and bending him over the faded gray couch in their shared rec room.
"What--" He's cut off as V1 shoves themselves back in, rolling their hips in a leisurely rhythm. The slam of metal against metal almost drowns out his sawtoothed growl. "Do you derive pleasure from-from-from this-"
He hurriedly shuts off his vocal module before it can stutter and skip for any longer, heat rising in their chassis with embarrassment.
It's quickly dispersed when V1's finger finds his clit, rolling it in languid circles once again. His hips desperately thrust forward into their touch, clamping down every urge to beg for mercy. V2 chases his long-delayed orgasm with single-minded determination. They climb higher and higher, the fire winding in their pleasure center and on the verge of overtaking him-
When once more, V1's hand flicks away, leaving them painfully unfinished. A metallic cry of frustration rattles out of their speaker, hips jerking erratically into the empty air.
Their hand caresses his thigh, fingers streaking lubricant along his plating. V1's fans push into a sharp whirr; at once prompting and demanding.
"Fuck you." They hiss at them, knowing exactly what it is they want. "I do not require your assistance to finish-"
A static'd screech leaves him as V1 jams their fingers down on their clit, the motion bordering on pain. But V2 diligently bites back any and all pleas that try to escape as the other machine resumes their rough pace.
They won't give in. They refuse. He'll endure this torment until they get bored and leave him to his own devices; it's not like V1 can stop them from rubbing one out later.
