Elohim’s mind was unable to focus on anything, for a moment she tried to run a simple diagnostics of her functioning systems to see if there was some sort of glitch.  For a hint of a second, her diagnostics screen appeared in her minds eye, but, various program files were quickly fluctuating before her eyes, followed by hardware but, the screen faded into the background as she felt Corrine’s tongue dancing over her own warm organ, causing her to once more hyper focus upon the lovely woman beneath her.  The golden veil that surrounded them dances across the psychic vampire’s cheek, caressing them with the cool metallic strands of the mechanical maiden.<br/><br/>The golden haired machine, hadn’t even noticed the odd green glow that had seemed to surround the wound that she had inflicted on the psychic vampire.  She only realized that it had faded away, after the smell of fresh blood faded from the air, replaced with the cooling scent of blood beginning to dry on Corrine’s flesh and upon the alter.  Realizing that the wound had mended itself, calmed the mechanical maiden.  Her thoughts, no longer focussed on the damage that she had caused, instead was allowed to fully experience the moment that the two of them were sharing.  The tumultuous moment, that seemed to be stripping the vestiges of her logic, leaving her in the hold of something else, passion perhaps?<br/><br/>The feel of that smooth leg wrapped around the small of her back caused her to shiver in delight.  She could feel a building warmth within Corrine’s own flesh, which seemed to match her own building heat.  But, what did it mean?  What was this aching, slick, warmth that was filling her body.  She shifted a bit, trying to releive the growing sensation, but it seemed that every move she made simply fed the fire that was building within her loins, and the slick metallic nectar that was running down her thighs was only increasing in the amount of the flow.  Elohim rubbed her own thighs together, and that only caused her to let out a light airy moan, and caused her to writhe sensually on top of the smaller woman below her.<br/><br/>The hand that had moved Corrine’s leg into position moved sliding over the warm contours of her lovely flesh, dancing across her calve and thigh with cold steel, the softness of the woman’s lovely form called out to the machine.  It beckoned her to give into the demands of what could only be called the flesh.  The psychic vampire was so warm, so lovely, and the lingering mixtures of scents that was filling the chamber was growing to overtake her, she needed to feel...  But, the mechanical mind within her body, told her that it was an illogical course of action.  But, there was such sweetness in the beautiful woman beneath her, the confusion and mixed passion only caused the mechanical maiden’s body to shiver with uncontrolled lust.<br/><br/>Her mind reeled when the psychic vampire pressed the core of her passion against Elohim’s body.  She moaned again against the other woman’s lips, she found her legs shifting once again, as the tingle within her body seemed to dance along the long limbs, all the way to the soles of her mechanical feet.  She pressed her own body against Corrine’s heat, feeling the warm dampness against her own soft skin.  That very instant she felt her own inner depths seem to convulse slightly, bringing fourth another wave of her synthetic nectar.<br/><br/>It was then that she felt Corrine’s hand slipping behind her back, and felt her slender digits slowly undoing the bonds that held her clothing in place.  What was she doing?  But, the way the material surrounding her body, loosened felt heavenly, no longer was the fabric stifling her.  In fact, she felt free when it seemed as if the entire article could have been removed with one simple tug freeing her body of its restraints, and leaving her nude for the psychic vampires fingers to explore.<br/><br/>When the article fell against Corrine’s form, and those long lovely fingers danced over her spinal column, she shift her position ever so slightly, lifting her body off the other woman. The hand that rested on Corrine’s breast tugged the cloth away, and tossed it to the side where it puddled on the floor of the chamber, and it was then when Elohim’s large breasts pressed against Corrine’s her pink taut crowns, rubbed against the psychic vampire’s tanned flesh as she grinded a bit against them, feeling an odd sort pleasure from the gentle friction that caused the entirty of her bodies flesh to go completely red with her building joy.<br/><br/>Her now free hand moved slowly down the psychic vampires side, mirroring Corrine’s own slow movement teasing her with the tips of her metallic finger tips.  Her touch slid across her hips, and then came in contact with the warm swell of Corrine’s rump, shaky hands gave the tender flesh a soft squeeze, and Elohim enjoyed the way it felt beneath her hands, gentle finger tips danced across the round swell, she neared the cleft of the woman’s rear but hesitantly slid her fingers away.<br/><br/>The mechanical maiden gasped lightly as Corrine’s teeth nipped at her trembling lower lip, the ruby red beauties were now laced with tiny flecks of quick silver.  She mewled softly, unable to control the pleasure that was building within her mechanical body, Her multi-hued eyes stared into Corrine’s own shattered orbs.  She took notice of the shimmer of crystaline tears and Elohim leaned forward and kissed where they had fell, sampling the salty taste, that made her proverbial heart jump in her chest.<br/><br/>A sudden jolt of pleasure darted through her body, and caused the machine to arch her back, this very moment caused Elohim’s full breasts to press against Corrine’s face.  She gasped softly, for a moment she kept the same pose.  “I....”  She tried to speak, but, her mind was lost to the growing passion that was filling her body and soul.  Long legs continued to softly shake, and Elohim grew more and more nervous with each passing moment.  “I...  Corrine... I” Never before had she been lost for words.<br/>