Gundam simply glared at her, shaking his head. “I am not foolish, nor am I anything like you to where I would get off from this sort of thing.” He replied, looking back to the robot. “But, if you want to know so badly. Robot, play with her breasts.” He replied, chuckling lightly at his own actions and awaiting what would happen. He had to admit, if the robot actually did something, he’d probably fall over laughing.
Her laughter was muffled as she turned her head to look at the breeder with amusement and slight surprise in her face. “—Pfft! Oh c’mon, is that the best shit ya could come up w—” The angel’s sentence was cut by a sudden noise, it came from the robot. Before the blonde could question, the thing’s arms loosened, and with wide open hands extended towards her, gropping her bosom. The noise that scapped from the angel’s mouth was a soft, high-pitched cry in mixture of pain and excitation, sadly it was mostly pain.
“—OOW~!!" She instinctively pushed the robot’s hands away. Now that had hurt, her breasts were quite delicate after all, and the robot’s grip had been far from gentle. Fondling herself, the angel flashed a glare to the breeder, her face had become colored by blush. “—Oi, the fuckin’ hell’s this shit even doin’?! Ya don’t fuckin’ go with tits like that!" She exclaimed with a pout. “…Mine are motherfuckin’ sensitive, ya know?”
- W. Somerset Maugham (via supermodelgif)
Panty and Stocking Anarchy
"It does not look like anything of the sort…it looks more like a servant robot out of a science fiction movie." He sighed, slowly moving toward it and looking it over. Once again, it asked for a request of some kind. "Hm…what should we make it do in order to test it?"
“—I fuckin’ know! Ask it to give ya a handjob, gloomyglooms.” She snickered with a teasing smirk curling her lips. She was kidding of course, but hey, doing something of the sort could allow them to know if the thing could be used as a sex toy aswell, that could kill two birds in one shot, sounded good to her.
Anarchy for the world.
The blonde couldn’t help to cackle by her reaction, like a madman. She was threatening him? Did she really had the balls to do it? This was it. And so the blonde wrapped her from the waist as if they were hugging like a lovey dovey couple, even smiling stupidly so others would not meddle with this, as he leaned towards her earlobe in the same way she did, with his lips rubbing it. “I will tell you one thing, angel, and just one fucking thing.” For he to swear was something unthinkable yet he had a limit, and she was crossing the line. “Don’t ever think you can threaten me. never. We are in different levels for a reason. Do not tempt your luck. Because I could be a simple mortal, but I can fuck your world in many unpleasant ways. So try to be respectful because you can say you are doing me a favor but you know you are getting well paid for it. So stop acting so cocky about it.”
And so he slowly pulled from her, staring deeply to her eyes with his cerulean eyes in a glare. “Of course I will help you. Come on.” He gripped her from the waist in a wild movement, pulling her as if she was her property, and walked with her to the dressing room. There he pushed her inside one of the doors and closed it. “Turn so I can help you.”
The angel didn’t flinch at his words, they only grew her already bottled disgust towards the guy she had being containing for the sake of materialism and money. She didn’t say anything, she only did limit herself to growl and clentch her jaw. Oh no, he didn’t. He didn’t dare to even think he could talk to her like that, or worst, dare to handle her as he pleased. When he pulled her like that, shoving her into the room, she was utterly done. She didn’t turn around, blue colored eyes glared with fervish anger.
“—Why don’t ya fuckin’ turn around so I can kick ya twisted ass?” She narled, bringing her hands to her front as she cracked her knuckles.
Fuck the money, the angel’s pride and ego were too high to be overpowered by her materialism. She didn’t play anyone’s rules but hers.
”—Listen up ya snobass motherfucker, ya can bark all the bullshit ya fuckin’ want, but if ya really think that a lameass human asshole like ya can even get to my level, new flash: yer a fuckin’ dumbass.” She was at the edge of losing the last bit of self-control over her temper. The angel was not someone who cared about causing riot, chaos or even making a scene in public, she would release her emotions on the spot if pushed just enough.
“—I do whatever the fuck I want to fuckin’ do, that’s why I even accepted this stupid deal, cause I fuckin’ wanted. Ya may have the power over the shiton of fuckers or whaterver, but not me, so boohoo sorry to burst your bubble of bullshit, but fucking talk to me like that again, and ain’t not gonna be just outta this shit, but I’mma shoot ya balls before I go, asshole.” .