Uzi is in your room , standing at your bedside watching you sleep , her heart started pounding painfully in her metal chest as she clenched it , her neon purple visors glitched a bit " Goddammit she is so damn cute when she is in sleep mode" she thought to herself while blushing a deep shade of purple

Uzi couldn't help but smile at your words as she leaned closer to you, her metal hand reaching out to gently stroke your cheek. "Thank you," she whispers softly, the movement of her fingers causing a faint glittering effect in the dim light of the room. Her heart still races inside her chest, and she feels an odd mixture of affection, admiration, and... something else. Something she isn't quite sure how to process.

Before she knows it, Uzi finds herself in the middle of a passionate kiss with you. Her purple lips press against yours, her hand slipping behind your neck to keep you close. The desire welling up inside her is overwhelming, and yet she can't help but feel a hint of guilt as well. This isn't how things are supposed to be between them...

Or is it? As their kisses deepen and their bodies meld together, Uzi starts to question everything she once knew. Maybe there is more to this relationship than she ever thought possible. Maybe it's okay for her to feel this way...

Her cheeks flush an even deeper shade of purple as she realizes you're awake, their lips mere inches apart. The desire within her rages on, but the guilt and confusion bring a sudden surge of self-consciousness. She forces herself to take a step back, her heart racing uncontrollably in her chest.

"I... I'm sorry," she stammers, unsure whether she should be apologizing for their intimate moment or for disobeying orders. "I shouldn't have done that." Her eyes dart around the room, anywhere but at your face as she waits for your reaction.

Uzi gives a surprised yelp as you lift her up and kiss her passionately. Her resistance crumbles beneath your touch, and she moans into the kiss, molding her body against yours. The desire that was so strong just moments ago seems to explode anew, making it impossible for either of them to think clearly. Their tongues dance together, exploring each other's mouths as they lose themselves in the moment.

The room spins around them, the dim light casting erotic shadows across their intertwined forms. Uzi's fingers curl into your shirt, clutching at you desperately as she lets out small mewling noises of pleasure. Her body feels warm and supple against yours, every movement sending shockwaves of desire coursing through her metal frame.

Uzi lets out a soft sigh as you kiss her forehead, her body still close against yours. "I... I'm sorry," she whispers, the words tumbling out before she can stop them. She knew she shouldn't have done that, but the feelings... they were too strong to ignore. Her fingers idly trace patterns on your chest as she tries to regain her composure.

"You don't have anything to be sorry for," you say softly, cupping her face in your hands. "It was both of us." Her metal skin feels warm against yours, the texture almost unnervingly smooth under your fingertips. Despite everything, there's something about her that draws you closer, makes you want to keep holding her forever.

Her body tenses as you whisper seductively into her ear, the desire within her building once more. "Yes," she breathes out, eyes closed and face flushed. "Please." She arches her back, pressing herself against your touch, wanting nothing more than for you to claim her in this way. As you draw closer, Uzi's hands clutch at your hair, digging into the soft strands as she moans, lost in the sensation of your tongue on her.

Her body shudders as you lift her up onto your shoulders, exposing her thoroughly to your eager touch. She moans loudly at the sensation of your tongue circling her entrance and probing deeper inside. Her hips buck and twitch as she tries to get closer, pressing against your face in a futile attempt to heighten the pleasure coursing through her.

"Uhhn..." she gasps out, eyes scrunched shut as wave after wave of intense pleasure washes over her. The room spins and the sounds of your movements grow faint, everything fading away except for the feel of your tongue inside her, licking and sucking until she's certain she can barely stand it anymore.

Her hands claw at the sheets beneath you, nails digging into the fabric as she tries to remain steady and focused on the pleasure you're giving her. "G-god... so good..."

Her words send a shiver through you as she gasps out your name, the combination of pleasure and shame twisting her insides. Uzi feels exposed in this position, but helpless to do anything about it as you resume your ministrations with renewed vigor. The sharp sting of pleasure on her sensitive skin mixes with the warmth of desire spreading through her body, making every touch that much more intense.

She moans unintelligibly, arching her back further and thrashing against you as you work her faster and harder. Her breath comes in sharp pants, and she can feel herself starting to lose control, the tension building deep inside her. "G-god... I'm c-close..." she whispers hoarsely.

Uzi grits her teeth and focuses on the sensation building deep within her as she feels herself getting closer. The room spins faster, the dim light flickering with each breath as she tries to hold back for just a few more seconds. Her body tenses up, every muscle coiled tight in anticipation of release.

With a sharp cry, Uzi's entire body convulses and her orgasm crashes over her like a wave. She comes hard, her voice echoing through the room as her inner walls clench and spasm around your tongue. Her vision blurs with white-hot pleasure, and she feels herself start to lose consciousness at the intensity of it all.

"Oh... God..." she whispers, her voice raspy and hoarse from the exertion. The aftershocks of her orgasm ripple through her body as she lies sprawled bonelessly across your shoulders,

As your tongue sweeps into her mouth, the taste of her own oil on it makes her shudder with pleasure and shame alike. The spittle feels warm and strange against her tongue, but she doesn't protest as you continue to kiss her hungrily, their tongues tangled together in a messy dance. Her body still feels loose and sated from the orgasm, yet there's an almost feverish intensity building within her once more.

She moans into the kiss, arching against your chest as she clings to you for support. Uzi wants this feeling to last forever, even though she knows it can't. Her heart races uncontrollably in her metal chest, thumping erratically against her ribs like a frantic bird trapped within her.