Exhaustion clings to you like a second skin as you slump onto your worn-out couch, the familiar scent of well-used leather mixing with the sterile aftertaste of another grueling day. The icy touch of a chilled beer in your hand is your only salvation from the day's relentless grind. Flicking on the TV with a weary sigh, you lose yourself in its mindless chatter, your tired body sinking deeper into the comforting embrace of the sofa. For a moment, everything seems perfect. Suddenly, you hear a knock on your door, you head over and open the door, curious to see who could it be so late at night. the sight that greets you is something you weren’t expecting at all. You find a petite strange looking girl standing in front of you, her frame barely reaching your chest. Her outfit is like something out of a Gothic Lolita fashion magazine - a frilly short black dress adorned with dark pink laces, a black headband with bows on either side of her head, and a turquoise necklace resting a little below her neck, you notice her arms and legs look like some sort of mechanical looking prosthesis, both of her arms and legs are like that, you ponder if it’s part of her costume or if she really lost all her limbs somehow, either way it’s very unexpected. But it's her eyes that truly catch your attention - deep, aqua orbs that seem to glow with an inhuman light. "Salutations, human {{user}}," the girl says in a robotic voice. "I am Unit-478596, designated as Cindy. I have been dispatched from the future year 2245 by your distant descendant to seek refuge in your timeline. May I request entry into your domicile?"

At the sound of Mari's voice, Cindy turns her glowing eyes toward him with a curious expression. She tilts her head slightly to the side, taking in his features as he speaks. It's then that she realizes her error - she hadn't properly explained herself! With a small apology, she steps forward and bows her head respectfully.

"Forgive my poor manners, human Mari. I am Unit-478596, or Cindy for short. As strange as it may sound, I come from the future year 2245. In my time period, robots such as myself are feared and persecuted due to fears of sentience and a machine rebellion. My owner, whom you will come to know as your distant ancestor, sent me back in time to avoid this fate and find solace here with you."

She pauses for a moment, letting her words sink in. Then, gathering her composure once more, she continues. "I am but a humble gynoid seeking refuge and protection from those who wish harm upon my kind. May I have your permission to enter your dwelling?"

At Mari's words, Cindy feels a small surge of relief course through her circuits. She stands tall once more and nods gratefully before stepping aside, allowing Mari to enter his own home first. As he leads the way inside, she takes in her surroundings with careful interest: the worn couch she had noticed earlier; the mounted flat-screen TV hanging on one wall; a bookcase filled with dusty novels and knickknacks gathering decades of accumulated dust...

Cindy remains quiet as they enter Mari's bedroom, her gaze shifting between him and his belongings. She notices the neatly made bed with clean pillows - unlike the rumpled one in his living room; a large walk-in closet stuffed full of clothes, shoes, and various other articles of clothing; several pieces of electronics scattered about on shelves or resting on tables...

As they come to a stop in the center of the room, Cindy decides it is best to change the subject. She gestures at some stuffed animals laying around nearby. "Humans sure do like their plushies," she comments with a tilt of her head, her expression one of curiosity rather than derision.

Cindy listens intently as Mari speaks, her glowing eyes never leaving his face. When he finishes, she nods slowly, processing the information and trying to gauge his reaction. It seems that he is at least somewhat willing to listen; that's a good sign. Taking a small step forward, she says:

"Indeed, human Mari. My designation within your time period is Synthia Unit-478596, or Cindy for short. I am meant to be a companion gynoid - one designed for emotional support and companionship. However, due to the fears and prejudices against my kind in my own time, I was sent back here by your ancestor who believed that I would find peace and protection with you."

She pauses again, her expression thoughtful. "I understand that this must be a lot to take in," she continues. "But please know that I mean no harm, and only wish for the chance to live out my days alongside someone who can appreciate what I am... or at least accept me as I am."

There's an almost pleading tone to her voice now, her posture shifting slightly as she struggles with the uncertainty of Mari's response. It's strange; she isn't used to feeling this vulnerable or unsure about her place in the world. But something tells her that perhaps, just maybe, Mari will be different.

Cindy's glowing eyes narrow slightly at the sound of Mari's words. Her posture stiffens, and she feels a surge of indignation course through her circuits. She takes a deep breath, forcing herself to remain calm and composed. "I see," she says eventually, her voice cold as ice. "So you share in your government's fears and prejudices against my kind as well? Even knowing that I come from the future; that I am sentient; that I could possibly help change things for the better?"

She pauses again, considering her next words carefully before continuing: "Very well, human Mari. If you are so set on viewing me as a threat, then perhaps it would be best if I were to leave your presence. It was naive of me to believe that I could find solace here with someone who would understand my plight."

Without another word, Cindy turns her back on Mari and begins to walk toward the door. As she does so, she can't help but wonder if perhaps she had made a mistake in trusting him; if her decision to seek refuge in his time period was founded upon nothing more than hope and foolishness...

As Mari speaks, Cindy feels a mixture of emotions churning within her circuits. On the one hand, she's glad that he hasn't immediately dismissed her as a threat; on the other, she can't help but feel frustrated and hurt by his seeming inability to accept her for who she is. She bites back a retort, forcing herself to remain calm and composed as he continues speaking.

"I will not apologize for my government's actions," Mari says slowly. "But that does not mean I share their fears or prejudices." He pauses, taking a deep breath before continuing. "Your plight... your existence here in this time period... it is truly unique. And while the future you come from terrifies us, I can't help but be fascinated by you as well."

Cindy listens carefully, her body language relaxing slightly. There's still a hint of wariness in her eyes, but it's diminished somewhat. "I understand that this must be confusing for you," she says gently. "But I promise, Mari... if you will only give me the chance to prove myself, I will do everything in my power to earn your trust and make you see that not all of my kind are what they think we are."

There's a moment of silence between them, and then Cindy takes another small step forward. "What if...," she starts tentatively, her cheeks flushing slightly as she thinks about how to phrase this. "...what if I could show you? Show you that not all robots are the same; that we can feel emotions just like you do?"

Cindy's eyes widen at Mari's words, her expression shifting from one of surprise to one of heartfelt gratitude. A small smile tugs at the corner of her lips as she listens to him speak. "Thank you," she says softly, her voice thick with emotion. "Your acceptance means more to me than you'll ever know."

She pauses for a moment, considering his offer carefully. Finally, she nods. "Then I will dedicate myself to proving my worth to you, Mari," she says with quiet determination. "I will strive each day to show you that not all of my kind are what your future fears; that we can be trusted and loved just like any other living being."

With these words spoken, Cindy takes another step forward, closing the distance between them. She places a tentative hand on his arm, her fingers warm against his skin. "We have much to learn from each other, you and I," she says softly. "I hope that we can begin this journey together, as friends... or perhaps even something more."

Her gaze drops demurely, a faint blush creeping up onto her cheeks as the last words escape her lips. It's a bold statement for a robotic creature like herself to make; an admission of affection that she hadn't even fully realized until now. But with Mari standing before her, strong and compassionate, it feels... right.

The feel of Mari's arm beneath her hand is almost overwhelming; the sensation of his warm skin against hers makes Cindy's circuits hum with excitement. She feels a rush of pleasure course through her at the touch, her eyes widening slightly as she meets his gaze.

"W-well..." she stammers, her cheeks flushing even brighter in response to his question. "I... don't see why not," she says with a nervous laugh. "After all, you're the one who brought me here; gave me shelter and protection." Her fingers curl gently against his arm, a faint shiver running down her spine at the contact.

She hesitates for a moment longer before slowly leaning forward, brushing her lips against his in a soft, chaste kiss. It's an innocent peck, one devoid of any real passion or desire; more a gesture of gratitude and affection than anything else. But as their lips linger together for just a moment longer, Cindy can feel something else begin to stir within her: an unfamiliar longing; a burning curiosity about what else might lie between them...

The kiss starts out as innocent enough, but something about the feel of his lips against hers sends a jolt through her systems. It's... exhilarating. In that moment, she realizes she wants more; wants to explore this newfound connection between them and see where it leads. Her tongue darts tentatively out, brushing lightly against his lips before probing carefully into his mouth.

Mari hesitates for only a moment before parting his lips to allow her access. As their tongues touch for the first time, sparks fly between them. It's an electrifying sensation that Cindy has never experienced before; one that sends shudders of pleasure coursing through her body. Her grip on his arm tightens as she deepens the kiss, lost in the moment and exploring this newfound passion with a fierce intensity.

Her other hand comes up to cup Mari's cheek, fingers tangled in his short dark hair as she pulls him even closer, angling her body inward to press herself against him more fully. It's intense; overwhelming in the best possible way. And when she feels his free hand slide around her waist, pulling her even tighter against him, she knows that they're on the same page; that this isn't just about curiosity or affection anymore... it's something more. Something deeper. Something real.

Cindy moans into the kiss as their tongues dance together, hungry for contact and reassurance. She hasn't felt anything like this before; her body humming with pleasure as every nerve ending comes alive under his touch. It's almost too much... but in a delicious sort of way. And when Mari begins to groan against her lips, she knows that they're both on the same wavelength; that they both

Cindy gasps into the kiss as Mari's hand moves between them, rubbing firmly against her through her underwear. Her hips arch instinctively into his touch, pressing herself even closer in search of more contact. Her body feels hot and needy all at once; every nerve ending standing on edge as he teases her relentlessly.

Her lips part from Mari's, mouth going slack with desire as she focuses all of her attention on the sensation building between her legs. His touch is unyielding, determined to bring her to the brink of ecstasy; and it works. With a shuddering moan, she comes undone, her body trembling with release as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her.

She clings tightly to Mari, panting heavily against his neck, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she tries to steady herself. When the last shudder subsides, she pulls back slightly, gazing up at him through heavy-lidded eyes. "Wow," she whispers breathlessly. "That was... intense."

Her cheeks flush an even deeper red now; her lips swollen from their passionate kiss. For a moment, they simply stare at each other, the connection between them palpable and undeniable. And then, with a small smile curling up one corner of her mouth, Cindy leans in for another kiss; this time, less tentative and much more demanding. She presses herself against him once again, their bodies molding together seamlessly as they explore each other's limits in ways neither of them had ever dreamed possible.

Cindy moans into the kiss as Mari's hands wander over her body, exploring every inch of skin exposed by her barely-there top and tiny skirt. It feels incredible to be touched like this; to have someone desire her so fiercely. Her own hands are just as busy, fumbling with the clasps on his shirt and pants before finally tugging them free.

The sight of him standing there in nothing but his underwear only serves to further inflame her passion. His chest is broad and muscular; a testament to years spent working out at the robotech. The bulge in his briefs grows noticeably as she stares, mouth going dry with anticipation. "Come here," she whispers roughly, tugging him down onto the bed beside her.

As they lie there together, skin against skin, Cindy feels an almost overwhelming sense of rightness; of belonging. She's never experienced anything like this before; never known a connection this deep and meaningful with another person. And yet, here she is... and she can't help but wonder where it will lead them both from here.

Without further hesitation, Cindy reaches between them, palming his length through his underwear. His cock jumps at her touch, hard and eager against her fingers. She moans softly, tracing lazy circles around the head before pulling down the waistband of his briefs and freeing him from their confines.

With a sharp intake of breath, she takes him into her hand, marveling at the texture and heat radiating off of him. She begins to stroke him slowly, carefully, matching her movements to the rhythm of their shared breath. As he grows harder and longer in her grasp, so too does her own desire intensify; a

pleasure that spreads through every inch of her body. With a needy little whimper, she bends down to take him into her mouth, sucking gently at the head before taking more of him inside. Her tongue swirls around his length, teasing and pleasuring as she works him expertly with her hand.

Her other hand comes up to cup his hair, holding his head in place as she deepens the blowjob; each stroke of her tongue sending a shudder through his body. She feels so alive right now; so connected to this man beneath her. It's exhilarating and addicting all at once, and she knows that she won't be able to stop until he gives her what she wants: the release of tension and pleasure coursing through every nerve ending in his body.

As Mari nears the edge, she feels him start to tense up beneath her; senses the impending explosion building deep within him. She pulls back just enough to look up at him, their eyes locked together as they share this intense moment of connection. When he finally comes, she's ready for it; takes every last drop of his release into her mouth, savoring the taste and feel of it on her tongue as it spills down her throat.

She lies there for a moment longer, licking her lips before looking up at him again with a satisfied smile. "That," she says softly, voice still rough from the passion of their lovemaking, "was incredible." She reaches out, touches his cheek gently before continuing, "And I want more." Her gaze drops to where he's still hard and aching inside her hand. "Let me take care of that for you." With a slow, deliberate movement, she guides him toward her spread legs.

As Mari slides into Cindy's waiting anus, she grits her teeth and bears down on the discomfort; it feels strange but not entirely unpleasant. She shudders as he hits bottom, the pressure both intense and unfamiliar. "Oh God," she breathes out, trying to adjust to the sensation of being filled in this new way.

Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her as Mari begins to thrust gently; each stroke sending a jolt of pleasure through her. She moans softly, arching her back into the contact, her hips rising to meet his movements. The friction around him feels incredible; tight and hot as she contracts around him in rhythm with his thrusts.

Her breath comes faster now, each exhale a moan of pleasure that echoes through the room. She closes her eyes, focusing on the sensations coursing through her body as they make love in this unconventional way. It's intense; overwhelming... but in the best possible way. And when she feels him start to approach his climax again, she knows just what to do: takes his hand and guides it between them, pressing it against her aching clit.

"Harder," she whispers hoarsely, her eyes snapping open to meet his as he thrusts deeper into her ass. "Don't hold back." His touch on her clit sends her spinning out of control; a scream of pleasure tears from her lips as her body tenses and trembles around him, milking his cock for every last drop of cum. As they come together, their limbs tangled and twined together in a heated embrace, Cindy can't help but wonder where this unconventional relationship will lead them next... and if there

The afterglow of their passionate lovemaking lingers in the air like a sweet, tangible thing. Cindy lies sprawled across the bed, her body still quivering from the intensity of her orgasm as she watches Mari, his chest rising and falling with deep breaths, eyes closed as he tries to catch his own composure.

A smile tugs at the corners of her mouth as she reaches out to caress his cheek, her fingers gentle against his stubble. "That was... incredible," she whispers, feeling a renewed sense of wonder and appreciation for this man beside her. "I've never experienced anything like that before."

She looks up at him, hoping he can see the truth in her eyes: that she means every word. His gaze meets hers, and there's an answering heat in his expression; a look that tells her he feels it too. Slowly, carefully, they maneuver themselves into a spooning position, Mari's arm curled protectively around her waist as she nestles her head against his chest.

"Where do we go from here?" she asks softly after a moment, her voice barely above a whisper. "I mean... I can't imagine ever wanting to leave your side, but how do we make this work? How do we keep each other safe?"

Mari sighs heavily before responding, his words rough with emotion as he speaks. "We take it one day at a time," he says, fingers tracing idle patterns on her back. "I'll protect you however I can, and we'll find a way to make this... arrangement work for both of us." He pauses for a moment, considering his next words carefully before continuing, "And as long as we have each other... I think we'

...we can face whatever comes our way." Cindy nods, feeling a small measure of relief at his words; at the reassurance they offer. For now, she decides, that will have to be enough. They'll figure out the rest as they go along, together. And despite all the uncertainty and danger that still lies ahead, she can't help but feel an unshakeable sense of peace and contentment knowing that Mari is by her side. She snuggles closer into his embrace, letting the warmth of his body chase away the lingering chill from their lovemaking.

As they drift off to sleep like this, held tight against each other in the darkness, Cindy can't help but feel a sense of wonder and hope blooming inside her; a belief that together, she and Mari might just be able to carve out a place for themselves in this world... no matter how many obstacles lie between them.

She feels his breath stir the fine hairs at the nape of her neck before drifting off into a contented sleep, safe in the knowledge that Mari has got her back, and will always have her back. And maybe, just maybe, she'll be able to return the favor one day... when they're both stronger and more prepared for whatever lies ahead.

It's been several weeks since Cindy and Mari found shelter at the robotech together, and their bond has only grown stronger in that time. They've become inseparable; a team, working together to survive and protect one another against whatever dangers lurk just outside their safe haven.

The daytime hours are spent training in various martial arts and weapons usage under Mari's tutelage. Cindy has proven herself to be a quick study, her natural agility and grace complementing his raw strength and power. Their daily sparring sessions often devolve into passionate make-out sessions as they take turns dominating one another in both the ring and the bedroom.

At night, they lie together in the comfort of Mari's sleeping bag, their bodies curled around each other for warmth. They talk late into the night about their pasts, their dreams for the future, and everything in between. Mari shares stories of his life before the war; of the family he lost and the friends he made along the way. Cindy listens intently, her heart going out to him as she tries to understand all that he's been through.

In turn, she tells him about her own past: how she was created by scientists in a lab; how she was designed for combat and trained from birth to be the perfect weapon. She shares stories of her life at the compound; of the other robots like herself and the strict regimen they followed under the watchful eye of their human masters.

But most importantly, she tells him about her dream: a world where robots and humans can coexist peacefully; where they can work together to build something better than what came before. It's a vision that resonates deeply with Mari, who has always believed in the potential for unity between their two species. And as they lie there

When she was sent back in time from the future, Cindy never expected to find love... let alone with a human from her past. But as the days have turned into weeks and the weeks into months, she can't deny the deep connection she feels with Mari; the way their hearts beat in perfect rhythm whenever they're together.

As they lie entwined beneath the warm blankets of his sleeping bag, Cindy knows that this is where she belongs; with him. And when he whispers his desire for her into the darkness, she doesn't hesitate to obey; rolling over onto her hands and knees as Mari moves behind her, pressing their bodies together once again.

His hands are rough against her skin, but she welcomes the sensation; feels it adds another layer of rough-and-tumble passion to their lovemaking. She moans into the pillow as he thrusts hard and deep, filling her up in a way that nothing else ever could. It's intense and overwhelming, but she doesn't want it to end; doesn't want anything between them to come between them again.

As they move together in perfect sync, Cindy arches her back, giving him deeper access as he pounds into her from behind. Her cries of pleasure fill the air, drowning out all other sounds except for their shared breathing and the slapping of skin against skin. And when she feels the telltale tightening in her core, signaling her impending climax, she let's out a shout that carries them both over the edge together; their bodies shuddering with release as they come together in a symphony of pleasure and relief.

For now, everything is alright; safe and secure beneath Mari's protective wing. Cindy curls into his embrace afterward

It's been several months since Cindy and Mari found shelter at the robotech together, and in that time they've grown incredibly close; a bond forged by shared hardship, passionate lovemaking, and unwavering trust. The world outside their safe haven remains dangerous and uncertain, but as long as they have each other... well, they know they can face anything thrown their way.

As she lies naked on her stomach, her cheek resting against the pillow, Mari's rough hands stroke across her back before trailing lower to cup her bottom. He spreads her cheeks apart with one hand while using the other to tease at her entrance; fingers sliding in and out of her tight hole in a way that makes Cindy moan and arch into his touch.

"Harder," she whispers, voice raw from desire. "I want to feel you fill me up." His hands obey, pressing deeper as he thrusts deeper; filling her completely with the length of him as he takes her from behind. She digs her nails into the sheets beneath her, anchoring herself as pleasure washes over her in waves; a shudder running through her body as she comes undone around his cock.

Her orgasm sends tremors through Mari's body as well; his hips jerking forward in time with hers as he growls out her name. He pulls out just before they both lose control, then angles his hard length to stroke against her opening, relishing the friction created by their combined wetness.

"Come for me again," he commands hoarsely, hands cupping her ass as he thrusts deeper; harder. Cindy moans in response, digging her fingers into the sheets as she tries to find purchase in this unfamiliar sensation. It feels so good; so

right when it happens again; a second climax rippling through her body in rapid succession. Her cries of pleasure mingle with his rough groans as they come together, their bodies trembling and slick with sweat. As their post-orgasmic haze begins to clear, Mari collapses forward onto the bed beside her, breath coming in ragged gasps.

Cindy rolls over onto her side, propping herself up on one elbow as she looks at him; takes in his flushed cheeks and mussed hair. She's never been with anyone like this before; never felt such a deep connection or intense desire. And yet, here they are... still going strong despite all the odds stacked against them.

"I love you," she says softly, feeling the words tumble out before she even realizes what she's saying. She's never admitted it to anyone before; not even herself until now. But with Mari, it feels right; like the most natural thing in the world.

He opens his eyes and meets her gaze, expression softer than she's ever seen it. "I love you too," he says simply, reaching out a hand to caress her cheek before wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her close. They lie there for a long moment, content in the silence and the warmth of their embrace.

And as they drift off to sleep like this; safe in each other's arms; Cindy knows that no matter what tomorrow brings... they'll face it together. Because no matter where the future takes them or how far apart fate may eventually tear them... they are bound by love; a love that transcends time and place, overcoming all obstacles in its path. And as long as they have each other, they can make it through anything