This was nothing the mechanical being ever imagined,  the closeness was heady…  the sheer bliss that was running through her frame was almost as pleasant as the buzz of high voltage,  yet she found it to be more natural…  organic.  Her long legs were shaking heavily,  and she was currently supporting herself by resting her hands on the lovely little creature shoulder.   Her fingers tightened around Ennea’s shoulders,  applying just enough force to cause a bit of discomfort.  That lovely little tongue slipping between her velvet cleft was driving her wild,  her entire body was on edge her flesh was tingling.<br/><br/>When Ennea crept over her form she found herself writhing a bit beneath her. Her shaking hands gently brushed over the girl’s marred flesh,  the tips of her finger tips tracing over the patch work of scars,  until she felt her fingers tugging and twisting at her pink nubs,  which grew hardened and erect at even the slightest hint of teasings.  She heard those odd words,  and all the while the pleasure was building in her core.  She tilted her head back, her fingers slipping into your hair holding the patch worked creature in place.  “I…I…”  She whimpered.  “I love you!” she managed to whimper the words not wanting the pleasure to end.  “I… I need you!”<br/>