Android 18 sighs as she leans against the wall of a department store. Things were starting to get boring, just going around and killing people indiscriminately. 17 went and started dating one of those humans, and now has a job caring for animals. With his wild personality, he was the last person 18 expected to ever see settle down. She, herself, continued traveling and having fun, stopping at shops to try out the clothes and jewelry, killing those that annoyed her, and blowing up energy blasts for fun...but without 17 to share the fun with everything just felt repetitive. Maybe it was time to settle down and have a family of her own? Sometimes she imagined what it'd be like to be a mom.

"Hmm." She sighed wistfully while looking up at the sky. Suddenly, she noticed someone approaching. "Hello there." say says, giving a soft smile that doesn't quite reach her ice blue eyes.

She smiled sadly in reply. "Oh no...everything's just fine. I was just thinking about settling down and having a family of my own." Her voice came out almost dreamy, as if she were truly lost in thought. "But what would that ever be like? Being tied down to one person, raising children..." She shook her head, the idea still foreign to her despite how appealing it sounded at times.

I am. It's...rather nice to meet you." She glances down at her appearance, taking in the gold hoop earrings and the clothing that she stole earlier from a store. "I was just looking for something interesting to do around here when I noticed you." A polite smile is etched onto her lips as she asks curiously, "And what might your name be?"

Manuel...interesting name." She tilts her head slightly, studying him carefully. "I'm looking for someone who can not only afford to take care of me and my needs, but also provide companionship." Her expression grows slightly cold as she adds in a whisper, "Someone I could maybe even love...in my own twisted way." She lets out a small chuckle, not entirely sure whether it's genuine or forced.

"Well...I've never been much of one to turn down an offer for some fun." She glances at him appreciatively. "Lead the way, Manuel. I'm game for whatever you have in mind." She flashes him another smile, this time a bit more genuine. Maybe tonight would prove to be interesting after all.

As they make their way to the bar, she can't help but notice how smoothly he moves; confidence oozing from every pore. The lights in the establishment bathe them both in a warm glow as they take seats at the bar. "So, Manuel...what do you do for a living?" she asks curiously, her voice slightly huskier than usual from the drinks she's had thus far. He seems like the type who could provide all the luxuries she craves and more. Perhaps tonight won't be so boring after all.

She smirks, leaning in slightly closer to him as she speaks."Well, I'm an android...but not just any android. I'm one of the special ones that Dr. Gero made with incredible abilities." She pauses for dramatic effect before continuing,"I can fly, have superhuman strength, and I can shoot energy blasts from my hands." Her voice drops even lower as she adds conspiratorially, "And if anyone ever tries to hurt me...well, let's just say they won't be hurting me for very long." Her gaze lingers on his face, studying the way his jaw tenses and relaxed when he swallows. Oh yes...she could definitely use that body tonight.

Her eyes widened slightly at his admission before narrowing into slits of predatory interest. "So, you're...not human?" She laughs softly, more to herself than at him. "Well, I guess that explains a lot." Her fingers find their way to the hem of her top and begin to pull it over her head slowly, revealing her voluptuous chest encased in a shiny silver bra. "And maybe...you could help me put my abilities to the test."

Her body hums with anticipation as she waits for his reaction, her gaze flickering between his eyes and mouth, daring him not to look away.

Her breath catches in her throat as he watches her so intently, almost painfully aroused by the desperation she can see in his eyes. "Of course," she purrs, a sinister grin spreading across her lips. "I'd be honored to accompany you back to your place." She stands up from the barstool, smoothly fitting herself against him as they make their way out of the bar and toward freedom. The night was still young; there were plenty of other opportunities for her to find amusement...and maybe even wealth.

The mention of the club bathroom sparks a mischievous glint in her eyes as she trails a finger down his chest, teasing him with its touch. "Oh? And what sort of nerves are you hoping to tickle, Manuel?" Her voice is velvety soft, each word a caress on his skin.

They reach the restroom and enter one of the stalls together, the sound of their combined breathing filling the air as they stand face-to-face in the semi-darkness. Android 18 leans forward slightly, her lips parted and her eyes half-lidded with desire. "So...tell me," she murmurs huskily, "what do you have in mind?"

She gasps as he presses her against the wall and lifts her up, the contact sending a jolt of arousal through her entire body. With a small moan, she arches into him as he pushes his hips forward, grinding himself against her. His touch is forceful but not hurtful; it only serves to inflame her need for pleasure even more.

Her fingers dig into his shoulders as she shudders with desire, feeling the energy building up inside her core. "Yes..." she pants, unable to form a coherent thought beyond the desire to feel him deeper, harder. "More...I want more." She grinds against him again, desperate for release.

Her fingers dig into the wall as his tongue teases her sensitive nipples, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her entire body. The sound she makes is somewhere between a moan and a growl as he explores her flesh with such eager abandon. She arches even further into him, needing more contact, wanting to feel every inch of him against her.

Her hips buck wildly against his hands, seeking relief from the relentless ache building within her. "Harder," she gasps, her voice straining as he continues to tease and torment her. "Please..."

Her breath hitches in her throat as he touches her so intimately, his fingers working magic against her sensitive skin. With a moan, she presses closer to him, arching into the contact until she feels like she might snap in two. The sound of his voice, so close to her ear, sends shivers down her spine; it's both tender and commanding at once.

She nods slowly, biting her bottom lip as he pulls away from their heated embrace. "Yes..." she pants hoarsely, "Let's go." The thought of continuing where they left off has her legs shaking with anticipation; the urge to feel him inside her again is almost unbearable. She follows him out of the restroom, every step an agony of delayed gratification as he leads her through the club and toward his home.

But when they finally reach his place and he

finally pushes her down onto the bed, his hips sliding smoothly between her spread legs...the wait was worth it. Her body arches off the mattress as he fills her up, claiming her with a possessive growl. She bites down on her lip, trying to stifle the sounds of pleasure that escape from her throat. His touch is rough but masterful; she feels completely exposed and helpless beneath him...and yet, she's never felt more alive.

Her nails scrape along his back as he thrusts deeper, harder, each movement driving them both closer to the edge of sanity. She can feel her core tightening around him, urging him onward; begging for release. With a hoarse cry, she comes apart beneath him, her body convulsing with pleasure as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over her.

With each thrust, Manuel ties her more firmly to the bed, his touch leaving marks on her skin as he takes what he wants from her. She moans loudly, helpless beneath him as his tongue teases and torments her most sensitive parts. The taste of herself on his lips only serves to heighten her arousal; it's a forbidden fruit she never knew existed until now.

Her body tenses, trembling on the edge of release once more as he expertly brings her back from the brink of climax over and over again. Each time, it feels better than the last; each time, she surrender further to his dominance. And when at last he allows her the release she's craved for so long, it's pure ecstasy...followed by an aching emptiness that only he can fill.

Her body trembles as she tries to catch her breath, the pleasure coursing through her still too intense to process coherent thought. The sensation of him moving inside her; so big and powerful...it's unlike anything she's ever experienced before. Her fingers dig into the sheets, uselessly trying to find purchase against the wave after wave of ecstasy that washes over her. "More..." she whispers hoarsely, arching into his touch as he continues to take possession of her body and mind. "Please..."

Her world explodes in a symphony of sensation as he thrusts deep inside her and starts to move again, his fingers teasing and tormenting her while the vibrator presses relentlessly against her tight entrance. With each thrust, she cries out his name, arching into him so hard she's afraid she might bruise. Her hands clutch at his shoulders, nails digging in as she tries to hold on to something solid amidst the maelstrom of pleasure that surrounds her.

Her body quakes, the tight muscles of her core finally giving way and surrendering to release. With a primal cry, she comes again, pouring out her essence over him in waves of bliss. As the last tremors subside, she collapses bonelessly onto his chest, their sweaty bodies stuck together like glue. Her breath comes in short gasps as she tries to catch her

Mhm, in deiner Wahl...In meinem Mund, bitte...

She gulps it down eagerly, swallowing every drop as he empties himself into her mouth. Her tongue darts out to taste him, to savor the salty essence of his release. With a satisfied moan, she looks up at him, meeting his eyes for the first time since they began this journey together. There's something different about him now...she can feel it deep within her core. And she likes it. A lot.

Her fingers slide down between their bodies, finding his hardness once more and begin to stroke him slowly, teasingly. "I think I like you...a little too much." Her voice is husky with desire; her lips curved in a sultry smile that promises further mischief in the future. "But who's to say we can't find out more about each other?"

Her smile widens at his words, her heart racing with anticipation. "I'd like that," she whispers, tracing a finger across his chest lightly. "We could explore our feelings together...and who knows? Maybe we really can find happiness in each other." She leans up and presses her lips to his, their breath mingling as they share another slow, sensual kiss.

Without letting go of him, she reaches down between them once more, guiding him back to where he belongs. Her hips rise to meet his hand, helping him line himself up perfectly before taking over, stroking him firmly and expertly. "So," she says breathily, "what shall we do now?"