Quoted By:
I’m back and I’ve got some more techpriest smut! I’m finally getting around to finishing part 3 of the Ourotor hive city purge story so that should be posted soon. Reminder: The flesh is weak, fuck doxxbeats, fuck concernfags, and fuck rrats
Hornyposting is what keeps this general alive and I will lay down my life to defend that claim
>Kronii gets home from a council meeting during your evening prayers
>She lumbers in and groggily makes her way toward you
>As you stand to greet her you scan her face
>Analysis indicates she is suffering from ‘stress’
>She unevenly shifts her weight to one leg before leaning in, her arms outstretched
>She hugs you
>You hug her back
>It’s a foreign behavior to you but it seems to comfort her
>Something is bothering you however
>Hugging has typically been reserved for special occasions if your memory banks are correct
>Something is definitely amiss
>You continue to scan the rest of her body as you end the embrace
>Posture and her unusual gait signify fatigue while the bags under her eyes indicate a lack of sleep and overwhelming stress
>Each time you scan one of her features you feel an ache in your cold metal heart
>Your duty to the Kroniissiah is without end, as are the things you are willing to do for her
>You have made up your mind
>Your mechadendrites wrap around her, lifting her through the air as you make your way to her bedroom
>She struggles, but it is futile against your magnificent cybernetic body
>You plop her down on the bed, adjusting her so she is comfortable
comfortable
>Then your synthetic limbs are at her arms and legs, pinning her to the bed
>”Anon what are you—“
>You cut her off
>”Sexual gratification is excellent at reducing stress. Your current state far exceeds normal levels.”
>You move a mechadendrite across her face, tickling her cheek
>”I will do what I must to relieve this stress.”
>It snakes down towards her crotch
>With the help of two other of your synthetic appendages, you remove her garments as your dexterous appendage spreads and teases her folds, while a third stimulates her clit
>Two more unzip her top and begin fondling her freed breasts, squeezing and lightly sucking her nipples
>Kronii lightly moans, but her face remains unchanged
>She still needs more
>You press the catches at your crotch to release your artificial cock
>It pops out, twitching in anticipation
>You continue your assault on her folds and breasts as you carefully line your tip up with her now leaking slit, placing your hands upon her thighs
>Her breath catches in her throat as you enter
>She lets out a ragged moan as you slowly fill her
>As you bottom out, your hips immediately piston out
>Only to immediately piston back in
>You steadily increase your pace until you reach superhuman speeds
>You’re going so fast Jaghatai Khan himself would be been impressed by the velocity of your hips
>All the while Kronii lets out moan after moan, quickly filling the room with the sounds of her delight
>You change the angle of your hips ever so slightly each time, hitting all the right spots
>All Kronii can do is lay there and take it while vocalizing about how good you make her feel
>You feel her whole body start to quiver as she approaches orgasm
>Her walls tighten, desperately clinging to you for more pleasure
>You oblige them
>Its too much for her
>She lets out an ear piercing scream as she cums, her walls convulsing around your rigid member
>You press your advantage, fucking her through her orgasm, intent on removing all traces of stress
>As her orgasm subsides you look at her face again and rescan it
>It’s as you feared
>While it has dropped, there is still a substantial amount of stress left in her body
>It’s time to reveal your secret weapon
>Two mechadendrites bring in extra pillows, positioning them around her body
>While you do have her pinned, you don’t want her hurting herself during what comes next
>activate_worldshaker.exe
>Kronii’s eyes roll back in their sockets as your robocock vibrates with the intensity of a neutron star
>Your hips become one with the speedforce as you mercilessly thrust into her slick pussy
>Her body involuntarily convulses in pleasure, her mouth letting out an endless stream of moans and cries
>The bed creaks, threatening to break under the strength of your onslaught
>Kronii lets out a scream to pierce the heavens as she cums with the force of a thousand suns, her back arching off the bed while her limbs violently struggle against their restraints
>Her walls clamp down on you so unimaginably hard you fear your cock will be crushed to dust, not that you would complain though
>She falls back down to the bed, completely out of breath
>You scan her face again
>Stress still exceeds normal levels
