Thread: NieR - 'User Error' (Kaybee x The Carnal Soul)

Some part of Red Jack couldn't help but be amazed at how quickly the dynamic had shifted. At first some part of him had been worried the plan wouldn't work or that it'd end up blowing up in his face to get he and those around him killed. Yet now he could watch as 2B's own body betrayed her at the command of a few sharp minds with infonet access and decent computers. She'd made a mess on the floor that betrayed what had happened to her even before her legs had been parted to reveal the utterly soaked mound of her sex and the glistening fluid coating the inside of her thighs clear down to her knees. When he was confronted with such a perfectly crafted physical form, even one purposefully made for combat against anything from more conventional groups like his to the biodroids that still held much of Earth in their grip, he found himself admiring her curves and the way they were so well accented by her suit. He had intended her capture for reverse engineering but now he couldn't help but let his mind wander into more dangerous territories. Dox, now that we have time see if you can't bust that firewall. Gain access to her system controls for power I don't want her deciding to fall asleep on us. He circled the table and popped open a rather discretely concealed drawer in the base of the table's support. He drew an impressively long knife with a glinting blade, that seemed like it could slice through flesh or steel as readily as the air. That blade's tip came to rest on her collarbone before it began to drag ever so slowly along her body, dipping between the curve of her breasts, down her stomach, and soon stopping at heir waist. When it came to stop there, Red Jack's other hand slipped between her slick thighs where rough digits could drag themselves through the 'arousal' that she'd so thoroughly coated herself with. His hand slipped closer to the quivering lips of her 'sex' as they convulsed and tightened like some part of her expected a partner to be buried in her at that moment. But instead what she would get would be a duo of fingers prodding and rubbing at her folds, teasing tender skin, and promising with the way they pushed against her to slip inside. And once they finally did the teasing would end. 2B seemed slick enough that Red Jack was able to quickly plunge those two fingers up to the second knuckle before twisting his fingers and exploring her folds - trying to find out if they had stuck wholly to anatomy and given her a 'G-spot' on top of everything else. And while those two fingers went about exploring her, she'd be able to feel his thumb pressing and rubbing against the nub of her clit. They really pulled out the stops with you, didn't they? He laughed anew, Here I thought it'd be long, boring hours just trying to crack your code, and find what makes you tick. But now? It going to be a lot more interesting. Just you wait until the others get a load of you. Of course it was odd that he delivered this threat against her even as his fingers pumped in and out of her, with the slick sound of her own arousal filling the air with those whimpers and synthetic cries she gave out being the only thing to break the setting for several minutes. It wasn't until those minutes had passed that heavy foot-falls could be heard echoing through an open doorway that lead further down into the plant. At least ten men and a few women who were all dressed much the same way as their leader heavy-duty boots or running shoes, cargo pants, hoodies and jackets, and combat vests that were clearly 'borrowed' from government stock-piles like the various rifles and other weapons they carried with them. Obviously these were the ones that were intended to try and deal with 2B if the hacking hadn't gone so wonderfully and Red Jack had ended up painted all over the walls and ceiling. A tattooed young woman , clad in mostly black armor and with a heavy-looking rifle in hand stepped forward from among them, So this is the girl they sent after us, huh boss? Still with his fingers between her legs, Red Jack looked to her, The very same, Cairo. The woman drew closer. Close enough that she all but had 2B's head buried between her legs if the android's head was still hanging limp. And if 2B were of a clear enough mind to take stock of her environment then she'd notice that, for a woman, Cairo seemed to have a rather prominent bulge between her legs that was nearly pressed against 2B's nose and face.