Golden hour hits as Iris strolls through the smoothly paved walkway close to the outer gate entrance of the Repliforce mansion. The path is bordered by recently bloomed flowers, trees, and crops within the newly mowed grassy fields alongside the technologically advanced vintage-inspired houses in the gated community of Abel City. Accompanying her are best friends with one of them named Matcha, a red eyed female reploid who's a couple of inches shorter than her with a blunt pistachio bob cut, and the other one names Lily, a green eyed female reploid except she's taller than the first two with chest length curly canary hair.
"C'mon Iris, you're not gonna be free later!?" Matcha blurted out with her spunky nature. "Damn I always forget how busy as hell you are." She pulls her strand of short green hair behind her left ear piece.
"Matcha, cool down you don't need to make a fuss out of it…" Lily said with her calm yet disciplined attitude, folding her arms.
"Lily Pad, I'm tryna be the most dramatic robo tea queen I can be in this universe and YOU don't gotta be a repli-bitch about it."
"Patience, Matcha. Patience."
"Okie…"
"Sorry Matcha and Lily, I wish I can stay with you guys longer but unfortunately I won't have time for the rest of the night," Iris responds with a slight nervous smile turning her head away from them.
"Gurl you're gonna miss out on the mouthwatering wines Arcadia Winery has to offer," Matcha complains.
When three of them arrive at the front gate of the mansion that leads to the courtyard, Lily asks Iris, "hmm… let me guess, is it because of your navigator duties for whoever those Maverick Hunter reploids are?"
"Yes, on top of studying for my upcoming National Reploid Counseling Exam, aka NRCE for short," Iris says, inputting the passcode to open the gate. "It'll be stressful on my end, but don't worry about me. I'll be fine here alone until my brother comes home two cycles from now." Before opening the charcoal wooden double doors, she glances back at her two besties from afar behind the closed gates with one of them feeling gloomy while the other sighing.
"Make sure to have fun but more importantly travel back safely. Your guys' wellbeing will always be the most precious thing to me," she reminds them.
Lily grins and says quietly, "For sure. You promise us you won't surround yourself in danger."
Matcha shifts her mood from disappointment to pure hyperactivity, giving her a thumbs up and screams, "you got it! I'll make sure to have fun serving some hot reploids my roboticists' shop's specialty drinks and make sure to later 'upgrade' them in—"
"Okay maybe not THAT kind of fun…." Iris cuts her off, cringing. The young reploid women trio all cry of laughter enjoying each other's company before leaving. Iris waves her goodbyes to Matcha and Lily as they walk back to their places.
***
The moment the young brunette reploid woman steps into the three story mansion, she immediately sprints upstairs to the second floor to her aesthetically appealing bedroom. It consists of champagne walls, a bookshelf containing her favorite literature and music albums, a bulletin board with photos of her with loved ones, including a door that leads to a walk-in closet for her various armors or outfits. She then launched herself onto her cozy queen size mattress faced down, with the red beret falling from her head to her front side, hugging a purple star shaped pillow to her face groaning.
"I hate my life… I only wanted to pursue becoming a therapist. No, not a navigator. A therapist," she murmured to herself.
Her processor is wandering all over the place, getting anxious over studying to earn a reploid therapist certification. Despite being forced into a navigator position for a law enforcement organization out of the blue, she wasn't expecting nor ever wanting the role to begin with. All she wanted was to live a peaceful normal life. Despite not being bothered by the theory of navigator work, the perfectionistic habits she was raised upon ever since she was activated takes a toll out of her. Hence feeling pressured to be flawless for the sake of pleasing every Repliforce member around her including her own brother Colonel.
Before procrastinating any longer, Iris gets up and walks towards her shiny white standing desk to adjust it to a lower setting. She plots herself down on her antique-esque mechanical desk chair with a velvet red cushion to get situated. She boots up her comm device-desktop hybrid and a tablet with a lavender norigae hanging on the side of its protective case.
In the middle of setting up her study aids for her session, she hears an incoming comm from her hybrid desktop. Without hesitation, she picks up a magnetic thin flexible microphone to attach on her left white ear piece. She answers only to find out it's someone who's neither a member of the Maverick Hunters nor Repliforce.
"Hello, Iris here," she said sluggishly.
"I'm sorry whoooo? I dunno who this Iris reploid ya talkin' about…" said a cocky yet silken voice coming from a male reploid.
It took her a nano second to realize it's in fact a familiar silver blue haired mercenary. Through her ear pieces, she hears what seems to be large crowds of reploids and humans chatting in the background with obnoxious noises she can't even pinpoint. The background noise is so ridiculously loud she had to have him speak louder.
"Huh?! Wha— Dynamo!?" Iris yelled. "Why are you calling me this late at night?"
"Umm, to disturb you and be a nuisance through this phenomenal audio quality," Dynamo snarkily replied.
"Wow, such perfect timing…"
"Geez chill out Repliforce lady. I'm just playin' around. Anyways, whatcha doin'?"
"Studying for my NRCE. Is there a mandatory task I need to complete?"
"Nahhh, calling cuz' right now I'm in line for a concert at Silicon Park in Market City," Dynamo said, smirking. He pulls out an e cigarette from one of his side pocket containers of his utility belt to vape.
"A concert!? Ooooooh that sounds fun. Tell me why you're in line for a concert this late? Shouldn't you be doing mercenary jobs for your clients?"
"Well number one: getting paid a fantastic amount of zenny is nice and all but I needa fuckin' break to avoid dying from all the stress over unexciting job requests," Dynamo elaborated in a straightforward yet casual way. "Number two: Douglas needed someone to attend so I tagged along since I got nothin' else better to do. Sucky thing is he had to bail out to teleport to his other friend's place to repair their damaged armor."
Dynamo continued as he vaped again, restlessly stretching out his limbs to avoid numbness. "So I'm here alone in this stuffy venue waiting in this stupid 'ol line."
"And…?" Iris questioned as she's twirling her thick volumized strand of chocolate brown hair, sarcastically.
"If you wanna kick it I can send you Dougie's ticket via a ticket app," Dynamo told her slyly with one corner of his mouth slightly upwards. "If you do attend, mind if I ask you a favor to sneak in some candy? I forgot to pack some. If you decline the offer, then I'll gladly sell the ticket like a money grubber."
"For starters, you should've taken candy as a priority instead of your e cigarettes," Iris smirked, calling him out. "Vaping is as bad as smoking. It'll ruin your air filter system."
"Ughhh, there goes my newbie navigator amiga lecturing me like a third grade teacher," he called her out back, closing his eyes and face palmed. "Us reploids aren't really prone to that."
"It's risky nonetheless."
"C'mon, taking risks and goin' outta your comfort zone ain't that bad."
"Obviously taking risks itself isn't that bad, but not for a case like this…"
"Ehhh whatever."
Iris came up with what to tell him after processing the data given. "Ok let's get back on topic. I may or may not go depending on whose concert this is. What time does the show start?" She asked. "If it's a music artist I'm a fan of, I'll set my study session aside for tomorrow. Otherwise, I'll stay home to continue studying."
"RiCO. Show starts in two hours," Dynamo answered. As soon as Iris heard who the idol was, she screamed and jumped in excitement only to be disappointed it's in two hours especially with Market City being quite far from where she lives.
Before Iris forms an answer, she hears a notification on her tablet. It's from none other than the persistent S-rank crimson maverick hunter Zero. She took a peek in her hologram messaging comm app on her tablet to see what text messages he sent:
Hey Iris
Off duty right now
Free to pick up drinks from
newly opened tea shop?
Then go to Arcadia
Lantern Festival tonight?
Festival starts in
two hours.
Once Iris skimmed it, her expression went from blank default to eyes wide open. She's never felt more flabbergasted in her existence as a reploid woman when it comes to interacting with men, let alone reploid men. Getting herself into a scenario where she can't have her cake and eat it too, making a choice which reploid guy she can "reserve time" for was not on her bingo card. Nevertheless, she can't be indecisive.
The brunette reploid wants to spend time with Zero solely due to the fact he usually doesn't receive much leisure time for himself outside of patrols, training and community service for civilians alike. She wanted to go to many big community events with him as they haven't had the chance to go to many spots to hang out at for at least a couple hours together. Even though he's not fond of huge crowded areas with oversaturated amounts of rambunctious individuals, he tolerates it for her.
Dynamo on the other hand is giving her a free opportunity to attend a RiCO concert, which one reploid can say is a once in a lifetime experience as RiCO barely performs at any venues closest in distance. She feels bad for Dynamo being by himself thanks to a last minute situation he can't control. She thought to herself she can spend leisure time with him for one night and maybe catch up with Zero for another day. Simple as that?
She replies to Zero's message by typing in:
Sorry Zero
Can't make it tonight.
Have to study for my NRCE.
But we can figure out
another day to see each
other. Promise?
Zero replied back in text with a "it's fine don't worry about it. I understand. But make sure to keep in contact with me every now and then, ok? Stay safe." Iris ended the conversation with a reply "ok" too. She turns off her tablet and goes back to where she and Dynamo left off in their conversation.
She finally stands up from her mechanical desk chair. "I'm going to the concert," Iris said confidently to Dynamo. "You can go send me the ticket and message me the directions to the venue."
The silvered blue haired mercenary chuckled as he tossed his e cigarette to the bleacher floor as there was no nearby trash can. "Perfect! I'ma send ya the ticket and directions. Comm me when you arrive!"
The rookie navigator shuts down her comm desktop, grabs a strapped compact purse-like metal container hanging on a bag hook on a door, runs downstairs, grabs a small bag of reploid friendly candy to put in her container, and leaves to see her favorite singer live.
***
An hour and forty five minutes flew by as the young Repliforce member already arrived at Silicon Park, where she met up with the tall mercenary at the 213 lower box seating section. She had to squeeze in and scoot over to the seat beside him as the majority of the attendees who were queued up in line were already seated. Whereas outside food or beverages are not permitted, she was able to sneak in the small bag of candy she packed on account of the security being too lenient for concert venue standards.
The mercenary was taken aback when she sat down. "Damnnn, look at who took so long to show up…" Dynamo said ironically as he's vaping with a different e cigarette.
"Easy for you to say…" Iris snapped back passively. "My only excuse for taking so long is Market City being further than the teleportation hub that teleports to Route 106 is fifteen miles away from the mansion."
"You coulda taken a maglev to MCTS to arrive here swiftly," Dynamo responded half jokingly, grabbing Iris' red beret from her head and spinning it with his right hand like it's a basketball. Iris gets fussy as he meddles with her.
"Hey, give it back!" Iris bawled.
"Come and take it, shorty," Dynamo said, playfully teasing her as he vapes.
"Well sorry if I'm not aware of how the Market District's public transportation system operates," Iris pouted, attempting to grab her red beret back from Dynamo's hand. But when she kept failing, she unconsciously stole his e cigarette from his left hand when he took it off his mouth and placed it in her mouth. This caught Dynamo off guard, with his eyes dilated, one of his eyebrows being raised with the other scrunched, and mouth wide open as he witnessed Iris accidentally inhaling and exhaling the vapor from an e cigarette that's been trapped in his mouth.
"Holy crud Irie never knew you could be so daring!" The mercenary shouted, trying his best to hold in his chuckle while looking at Iris' coughing out the vapor she inhaled. "Welp at least you managed to pass through all that teleportation and security bullcrap outta the way. As they say, better late than never." Iris was courteous enough to not throw the e cigarette to the bleacher floor so she puts it away in her purse like container so later she can toss it in a nearby trash can.
Both reploids slowly leaned in closer to hear each other more clearly as the audience gets hyped up ten minutes before the opener starts. Iris finds herself reaching her arms out to hold onto his upper arm. Dynamo glanced at her, feeling quite surprised at such a female reploid who's willing to show she's comfortable with him no matter the circumstance. "So… excited for the concert?" Iris asked the mercenary enthusiastically.
"Pfft, yeah of course! Why wouldn't I?" Dynamo responded. "I barely know a thing about RiCO but I don't mind watching her perform anyways to have a wonderful time. You?"
"Same. Excited she's here instead of a venue in a city further than Market City," Iris fan girled with a determined expression. "I'm dying to find out her setlist for today! She has to perform RE; FUTURE, Recognize, and for the encore my favorite one: There Must Be Unbeatable Love."
"Are those her breakthrough songs?"
"The first two I listed are what got her popular while my favorite one is an underrated track. I tend to gravitate towards songs that speak out to me personally."
"Oh how cool! Me? I gravitate towards any song that catches my attention. Doesn't matter the genre, how trendy, or how deep as long as I can groove to the beat."
"You'll love her songs for sure I guarantee you."
"Based on those titles, I'll wait till I hear them to decide if I wanna bop to it."
When Iris catches a glimpse of Dynamo's ocean blue eyes and well defined facial features including his luscious below shoulder blade icy blue hair, she consciously notices herself finding his physique rather…mesmerizing. Although she's known him to be a funny and chaotic yet laidback reploid who's keen on not taking anything too seriously, she senses a mysterious energy. Energy she couldn't decode beneath his charming affable facade.
"Dynamo… I want to thank you for offering me a ticket to go here to the concert," Iris said bashfully, scrunching as she pulled out the small bag of candy from her container. Her face went placid before she spoke again. "It's a miracle I'm finally going to watch my favorite idol perform live. Best thing is I get to watch with a friend like—"
"Awwwww you're thanking me?" Dynamo unintentionally talked over her. "No, I should be thanking you for taking over Dougie's spot," he continued. "I'll be dosin' off all night long if I have no one to be entertaining with, but now that you're sitting next to me, if you want you can…" He rolled his eyes over to see the bag of candy Iris is holding then looked up at her face in a flirtatious manner, biting his lip saying, "share the Gummy Bots you're holding."
Before Iris could even speak, he snatched the bag from her, examining it. When Iris tells him to give the bag back, he grins and asks in a jocular way, "do these have cannabis in em'?"
Iris snickered and flippantly said, "Can you just be sane for once? I bought those Gummy Bots with my zenny."
They burst out of laughter out of their system, enjoying each other's company as they share the Gummy Bots. The concert started once the most mainstream reploid idol RiCO sky dived and landed on the main stage platform from a large airship. Throughout the duration of RiCO's performances, Iris lives in the moment without realizing it that she stops overthinking everything whether it's in her electronic brain or her surroundings. Like the audience, specifically the fanboy reploids wearing basketball jerseys with her name printed on the back, getting rowdy during the fan chants for instance. She's feeling more comfort in experiencing and trying new things. Maybe to the point where she doesn't need to rely on anyone to tell her how to create a wonderful memory…
***
An hour after the concert ended, Dynamo and Iris walked through Pier 69 as a detour to the nearest teleportation hub. Despite the area being a famous waterfront entertainment attraction that usually gets filled with tourists they had a magnificent time together regardless.Within the pier, they stopped by a reploid-friendly creamery for late night dessert, window shopped, watched a seal animaloid jazz band perform, along with riding on the robotic stallion merry go round and took pictures in a photo booth. The mercenary even taught the rookie navigator how to ride a 2126 model mini ride chaser.
Fortunately, they were able to make it to the hub sooner than expected before the teleporter hours were over. The hub is about the size of an average airport with the outer area having separate terminals for different locations. The inner main area for each terminal has lines for multiple teleporters and a food court for individuals to eat in the meantime. They're in terminal 5, which teleports to either Abel City or Arcadia. Prior to teleporting, Iris was nosy on what Dynamo's next plans are.
Dynamo yawned. "Gonna kill the rest of my time by lounging at my place, maybe play a game of darts, and crash into sleep mode."
"That's good! You need that good night's recharge," Iris giggled. "Obviously I almost forgot I have to get back home to study though I would rather be reading a classic, get back with my besties or Minerva and Luna—"
Before trying to step inside the teleporter, all of the teleporters in the whole hub shut down along with the hologram screens that show which teleporter goes to which district or sector. The rest of the hub did suffer from a power outage as well, in which the medium sized mechanaloids in the hub have built-in flash lights for emergencies. According to a reploid receptionist at the front desk, the power outage only affected public transportation services, leaving everything else in the city to have power being conserved. Another reploid employee stated the estimated time for the power sources for all public transportation services to turn on again is to be determined. Unfortunately, the power supply companies who are responsible for the public transportation services have not reported what caused the power outage, so an investigation is being conducted.
Iris froze when she heard the news. "WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO NOW?!" Iris screamed, kneeling down with her hands on the floor looking down. Having a hard time breathing in and out, she said in a faster cadence, "I have a damn exam coming up in a couple of cycles, my brother is gonna arrive back home roughly around that time, Matcha and Lily are going to believe I'm taken hostage, Maverick Hunter HQ and Ze—"
"Irie! Take it easy, it's just a power outage!" Dynamo shouted over her. He pulls her in closer less than two feet away with his left hand on her left shoulder and his right arm wrapped around her the back side of her thick silky brown hair, half-kneeling. He lowered his voice and told her, "I totally get it, a hardworking lady bot like you carrying a lot on your plate? Yeah it sucks ass but—"
"But WHAT?!"
"Who let the mets out?"
"Momo don't act—"
"Answer the question."
"No, not right now!"
~Who let the mets out?~ Dynamo sang softly with a small grin.
Both reploids quietly sang ~hooo, hooo, hooo~ with Iris now cooling down from her minor malfunction. Relieved, she thanked Dynamo yet again, this time for saving her from a malfunction attack. The rest of the reploids in the hub terminal were giddy, singing along with the "hooo" part of the song while the humans were staring at those reploids in despair, not understanding the reference.
"Cut it out you reploid bozos," two grumpy human men in the crowd roared.
"Hell no!! We're gonna quote that dope ass song again and again," a group of three reploids in the crowd screamed in unison to the two human men.
Iris and Dynamo could care less about how both groups were reacting during that fiasco. They left the hub afterwards to search for a place to stay the night at.
***
The tall reploid and short reploid subsequently walked about fourteen miles from the hub to coincidentally coming across an ancient but tidily maintained blue Victorian vacation house. On both sides of the house are other empty Victorian houses. Initially, Iris suggested staying at the hotels that are allowing civilians who have no public transportation available to stay for an amount of nights necessary for free. Now that they've come across a Victorian house, Dynamo decided they should stay the night there since they basically get a whole place to themselves.
"Dynamo!" Iris tapped his shoulder, scrolling through a news article on her messaging comm device and showing it to him. "They figured out what caused the power outage; apparently there was a group of reploid crooks who snuck into the Market District Power Plant. They're the ones who ended up wrecking the steam turbine that energizes the public transportation sectors. Based on what I'm reading in this article, their reason for breaking it is because they're simply… bored?"
"Ha! Bet they're mercenaries just like me!" Dynamo exclaimed looking at Iris with his right hand grabbing the door knob.
"Shut up MooMoo."
"Irie, that's extremely feisty of you."
"Nevermind…"
"Nevermind what?"
"Nothing— Wait! If there are reploid crooks on the loose, that means the Maverick Hunters should be handling the case! Oh no, I need to help them! Let me contact—"
Dynamo grabs her wrist. "Don't bother contacting them," he told her nonchalantly. "Take a break from navigating. Those hunters can handle the job on their own."
"Why—"
"Let's go inside before you freeze out here like a snowcone."
They opened the door, entered and turned on the lights. The interior of the Victorian house's first floor, unlike the exterior, is surprisingly cleaner. The living room is arranged in a way someone can navigate through the entire space without tripping on random clutter. The furniture is old fashioned for the most part, from the couches to the coffee table in front to the cabinets behind the couches, etc. The only piece of furniture that doesn't match the aesthetic the room is going for is a latest 2126 hologram screen model and the projector placed on a TV stand with a built-in mic station.
Iris, impressed by the presentation of the living room, walked towards the coffee table and picked up a brown wooden picture frame that's sitting there. Inside the frame is a photograph of what seems to be a century old portrait of a human woman with long chest length golden hair wearing a white turtleneck sweater under a black winter coat and a black faux fur hat holding a round blue robot bird.
"I'm uncertain if the beautiful human woman in this photograph was the original owner of this house," Iris said, observing the photo. She then scans what's around her. "But whoever is the current owner must've outdid themselves and gave this house a makeover."
"They probably outdid themselves by being born a billionaire," Dynamo added. Like Iris, he's also walking around observing the living room. "The vibe ain't my cup of tea but I think the quality here is ten times better than an overpriced suite."
"Everything else in this ancient house seems eye-catching but I already want to get rest and lay down from an extremely long cycle," Iris said, trying to not fall asleep in front of Dynamo. He's not noticing as he hears an incoming comm through his earpiece.
"You can head upstairs to get cozy in the bedroom. I gotta talk to a client real quick. I'll be outside in the backyard but I'll meet ya upstairs when I'm done," Dynamo whispered to Iris, giving a sheepish grin. She smirked and gave him a thumbs up as he's going outside through the backdoor.
Iris went upstairs into the bedroom to get comfortable before recharge time. What scares her about the bedroom in this house is how the layout is remotely similar to her own bedroom layout despite the architecture being drastically different. Not only is the Victorian furniture outdated but it's relatively smaller than her own room. Unluckily there's no capsule to be found so she can't change out of her armor into her recharge armor or clothes. She takes off her red beret, sets it on top of a nightstand including her purse container and plops backwards onto the wired queen size mattress.
Staring at the white ceiling first then to the sash window beside the left, Iris sees the shooting stars from a distance in the starry night sky. Alongside the twinkle little stars is a view of other neighborhoods, streets, and corporate business buildings of Market City. She got so occupied seeing the variety of constellations she started zoning out, falling asleep. In the middle of slumber, she heard a ringtone going off from her portable messaging device, thus waking her up. The ringtone interrupted her sleep so badly she couldn't remember what she dreamed about.
She sat up and reached for her purse container on the nightstand. Then she pulled it up and checked her notifications, finding out it's a couple of messages from one of the senior lead navigators, Luna. Based on what she read, Luna notified her about the public transportation power outage case, checking up on her to make sure she's safe. Before she could reply to her messages, mechanical footsteps were being heard from downstairs. Therefore, Iris quickly muted her device and hid it back inside her purse container. Obviously, it was Dynamo who just got done from speaking to his client outside.
"Phew! Sorry to keep you waiting," he said as he was laying out his double bladed saber on a drawer across from the mattress Iris is sitting at, facing away.
"How did it go?" Iris asked. "Was it good? Bad? Average?"
"It went… fine I guess? Nothing serious," Dynamo responded. "The job he wanted me to take is like any other lame requests I've been given. Don't tell me you're anxious again…"
"Uhhh, n-no I happen to love asking and checking up on reploids how their tasks went. To make sure nothing goes wrong."
"Hmm, is this your way of making sure I'm not irresponsible?"
"Wha—What!? I'm not! I wanna make sure you're safe. Especially if there's unidentifiable mavericks or corrupted mechanaloids lurking around."
"Amiga, take it easy and seriously you do need a recharge now."
"I will, fool."
After placing the double bladed saber on the drawer, Dynamo, still facing away from Iris, slowly takes off his helmet, with his smooth icy blue locks flowing down like a waterfall. Thereafter he places his helmet beside his double bladed saber. Iris, looking down at her hands, getting ready to speak up as her memory data bank of what she daydreamed earlier came back to her processor.
"Hey Moo," she faintly said to Dynamo. She clenched her hands together. "Is it ok if I can tell you something?"
"Sure, go right ahead," he said with a neutral expression, still facing the opposite direction.
"While you were outside, I was zoned out, sight seeing the glowing stars in the sky from the window view. I fell asleep and from what I recall, I had a dream where we're…" Iris gently paused. The mercenary puts his right hand on his hip and taps his left foot of impatience. Iris gradually takes a deep breath before speaking louder, closing her eyes shut. "CUDDLING EACHOTHER!"
When those words from her mouth were said out loud, the mercenary paused what he was doing. Even though Iris could only see his back side, she could tell he was confused on what she meant by what she said. Both reploids stayed dead silent for about a minute or two.
Iris opened her eyes slowly looking down at her clenched hands again and broke the silence. "I-I know what I just blurted out is… strange coming from a reploid woman like myself," she stuttered with a mellow face. "Everyone has always seen me as this meek 'sweet and innocent' naive doormat. It's nothing special." She places her hands on the mattress. "I'm tired of having to prove to anyone I'm more than that," she explained. "If all of Repliforce and the Maverick Hunters genuinely believe I'm capable of being navigator, then I should be capable of becoming a self-sufficient rep—"
She was suddenly halted by… a surprise kiss… from Dynamo? Sitting on the mattress with his left hand to cup her left cheek, both reploids ended up from sitting up to lying down on the mattress, with him on top of her, whose head is on a pillow. Eyes wide open, she didn't know how he got onto the mattress to crawl to her face in a matter of seconds. The more she feels his smooth lips pressing against her own, the hazier she feels.
Is this what it feels like to have a first kiss? Uncertainty that transitions to pure thrilling excitement?
Dynamo, opening his eyes, backed off slowly while still on top of Iris. "You could just say 'fucking,' sugar plums," he said seductively, running his long fingers through her soft ankle length brown hair. "Don't be shy about it, it's not like I'm weirded out or anything."
Iris sat up and gently pushed Dynamo aside, gazing at his blue eyes. "I never would've thought you would give me my first kiss," she blushed.
"Oh! This is your first one? Huh, interesting. Who'd you imagined would give you a first kiss then?" Dynamo tittered.
"…No one in particular," Iris lied, trying her hardest to not think about another certain reploid guy. Dynamo shrugged it off like it's nothing.
"I'm gonna assume you've never done the deed before either?"
"Nope."
"Not even having a boyfriend?"
"Never had one."
"Mhmm, guess it looks like I'm the experienced one here."
"Truthfully, even if my brother didn't mind me dating, I may or may not have considered committing to a romantic relationship," Iris muttered, wrapping a strand of her brown hair with her finger. "I've frazzled myself with university previously and now navigator duties for the Maverick Hunters."
"Cutie, there's more to life than burying yourself with unwanted piles of work for an overrated law enforcement organization that eliminates mavericks," Dynamo raspily said, moving closer to Iris again and fiddling with her hair. "From watching RiCO performing live to taking an exploratory detour at Pier 69 and feeling relieved after I sang a snippet of the greatest song ever, you were cheerier here unlike how you were at home in Abel City earlier."
"I'm content around everyone in Maverick Hunter HQ too," Iris snapped. "Minerva and Luna are the most kindest reploid women who accommodate me in my navigator training sessions, Web Spider is… you know, Web Spider, X has been nothing but gentle, and Zero is the one who—"
Dynamo shushed Iris with his index finger. "We can continue babbling about Mr. Zero and his totally incredible Maverick Hunter crew later," he hushed, discreetly kneading her lips with his finger. "I'm getting sick of the boredom… Wanna get straight into whoopin' it up? Believe me, it'll be loads of fun to get a lil' freaky in reality unlike in a delusional spicy dream."
Feeling butterflies in her stomach she chuckled and said with no secondhand concern, "yes."
The two reploids on the firm mattress begin kissing again except this time Iris is discovering the awes of making out. Dynamo kisses lightly instead of going all out like he would normally to adapt to Iris' lack of experience. The warm and wet sensation of him utilizing his tongue to lick hers increased her heart rate progressively on top of him fondling her tiddies, overheating. She finds it unbelievable she's sharing a juicy kiss with a conventionally attractive hot reploid guy whose occupation is one you wouldn't expect him to be. She's essentially living in a fairy tale fantasy of getting kissed by a captivating thief instead of a knight in shining armor.
Their make out session over, Dynamo had Iris lay on her back with her head on the pillow while he hovers over her. He thoroughly observed her dainty but semi-curvaceous body by caressing every inch of it, from her round tender breasts down to her waist. She turned her head to her right side and whimpered subduedly.
"This lovely figure goes well with that gorgeous face of yours," Dynamo purred. "I've never hooked up with a blissful brunette reploid before so this'll be my first time with one. Shocking, huh?"
"Really?" Iris softly responded, touching his chest. "And thanks for the compliment…?
"Mmmm…how about we unequip each other," Dynamo suggested.
***
Both reploids got themselves unarmored. Since this is the first time Iris unequips herself in front of a male reploid, she feels a little odd as she's not used to being seen without armor or clothes off. Dynamo on the other hand was chill about it as he made Iris scoot down to the edge of the mattress so he could get down to squat to her crotch area. He has her spread her legs wide open so he could start eating and slurping her out. The tinglingness of her clit being stimulated by his slimy tongue made her tremble, gripping the bedsheets tightly, stifling her first set of moans. It's a strange but entirely unique sensation.
"Mmm~ uhhh….. Ahhh~" She rubs her nipples the more he stimulates the rest of her pussy with his fingers. Her adrenaline levels are not stopping here…
Dynamo, wiping the leftover fluids from his lips, stands up signaling her to hop off the mattress and kneel down to where his sturdy dick is.
"Pleasure me by sucking me," he commanded. "No rush, honey pie…"
Steadily grabbing his dick with both hands, Iris is amazed at how her hand size is smaller in comparison, making her realize how dainty of a non-combatant reploid she is. "Dynamo, how am I supposed to fit this inside my mouth?"
"Figure it out yourself by opening your mouth."
"My processor is reminding me I'm small."
"It'll work, trust me."
"Fine I'll do it…"
Holding on to his dick, Iris meticulously licks the tip to steadily sucking it as if it's a metal popsicle. For a reploid who's banging for the first time, she surprisingly made Dynamo frisky to the point where his groaning is hearable. "I-Iris… ughh… let … me fuck… your— ahhh~" He pulls her hair away from her face to thrust her mouth causing her to feel the sloppiness of his dick being shoved back and forth into her throat, leaving her gagging.
He pulls out his saliva-soaked dick, with Iris inhaling and exhaling after gagging up. "Does my pipe taste delicious?" Dynamo smiled smugly.
"Tastes serviceable. Not worse than I expected," Iris looked up, wiping off the saliva she's drooling.
Dynamo cringed when he heard her opinion but then snickered. "Ok… Anyhow, lemme fuck you some more."
Both reploids hop on the mattress again. Dynamo has Iris get into a lying down position while he sits up, splitting her legs, but instead of eating her, he thoroughly inserts his cock into her little hole. Iris, who's feeling tense, gasps, "oh my god— you're inside me..." Whilst she's not used to anything being inserted inside her, his hard solid cock made her beg for more pounding. Is this what I've been missing out on that Matcha keeps overhyping about? Seeing fireworks when I'm horny?
Dynamo leaned forward so he could get close to Iris' face to lock eyes, kiss, and give her a love bite. She holds on to him tightly, wrapping her arms around the back of his neck as he plunges and kisses her neck. "You feel so tight~" He complimented sultrily. "What sexy pose do you wanna try out next—"
"Hmmm, see that thick red ribbon, flogger, usb butt plug, and pink furry handcuffs over there? Cuff, blind fold, whip and insert that butt plug in me!" Iris pointed to the sex toys on the desk she did not notice when she first entered the room.
Dynamo turned his head to where she's pointing as he paused what he was doing and pulled out his dick. "What in the fucking hell?! Straight to the kinky shit, eh…" He gets up to grab the red ribbon and the other three sex toys. "The REAL party is about to begin now. You won't mind me going rough?"
"I won't mind," Iris answered boldly.
Preparing to spice things up, the mercenary blind folds the brunette reploid with the red ribbon, hand cuffs her and inserts the butt plug inside her cute asshole. They first transitioned to different sexy positions every few minutes, starting with basic ones like doggystyle and cowgirl to more complex ones a human would have a hideous time with. During those various positions, Dynamo alternates between railing Iris' pussy and mouth. Every now and then he unplugs the butt plug to bang her asshole. Unlike the missionary position earlier, he went sadistically wild undertaking the hair pulling, choking, spitting, spanking, inserting his fingers into her mouth, and electric stimulation with his sparky palms as well as using the flogger for whipping.
For the last touch for the first round, Dynamo shoves Iris, who's still handcuffed as well as blindfolded, to the wall where the drawer is with her standing upright. He commands her to keep her arms and hands above her head while he kneels down to her soft coochie and licks it with her left leg draped around one of his shoulders. She gasps the more Dynamo licks her pussy, leading up to a high tide uncontrollably squirting. Although Iris feels embarrassed, Dynamo nudges her to not feel bad about it.
"Your squirting is top-notch I will say this," Dynamo reassured.
"You don't need to praise me like I'm a goddess. I'm not used to this…" Iris said with humiliation.
"I don't care and I'll keep praising 'cause' you deserve it…" Dynamo answered caustically.
This whole first round of fucking had Iris exhausted by Dynamo's acrobatic movements and utilization of the sex toys. Even though she's aware she initiated the idea of getting kinky instead of continuing the vanilla route, she's still amazed on how he wasn't lying when he said he wanted to get a "lil freaky." With masochism, she finds herself developing a higher pain tolerance than before, which makes her feel not only stronger physically but also mentally.
"Ready for round two?" Dynamo breathily asked her while sweating with clear pussy juices around his face.
"Round what…?" Iris questioned tirelessly.
To kick things off for the second round, Dynamo unraveled the red ribbon wrapped around Iris' eyes and pinned her against the wall with her facing where the window is. He uses his arm to lift her right thigh from beneath and inserts his dick inside her pussy, making her quiver as she's turning her head to look into his darkened eyes. Fondling her smooth silicone skin, he pounds her with all his might while he simultaneously sparks her with his long fingers, sliding them through her lower abdominal area.
"Your electricity is strong…" Iris moaned.
"I could make my electric shocks sparky if ya want~" Dynamo moaned back.
"Yes please~" She whispered gently.
As requested, Dynamo made his electric shocks stronger. She can feel her system being electrocuted as his electricity amps up her core. Her lusting can only keep up so much at the rate he's going; in fact, she loves it when she can't strangle herself out of her handcuffs. Like everything else in life, sex is a spontaneous experience, even for a reploid like her.
For the next position, Dynamo sets Iris down to the ground on her upper back and neck, with her lower back faced upwards with her legs spread out. He then goes over her in between her crotch so he can shove his dick down there. He began propelling his cock back and forth as he's grumbling, drubbing her with the flogger. She wailed, rubbing her clit in a circular motion while feeling the pressure he's putting in pushing.
"You like that…?" Dynamo panted.
"No but I'm loving it…don't stop, Dynamo~" Iris griped.
"I'll show you more, watch~" Dynamo replied back.
Dynamo listened to Iris and didn't stop. They both ended up winning the jackpot on this one. Transitioning into the next sexy pose, he uncuffed her, then picked up and carried her with her front body facing him. After he interjected his schlong inside the cooch, Iris wailed as she held on to him tightly wrapping her arms around his neck. Generators starting to overheat, the two reploids continued french kissing as the ramming accelerated. In a span of a few seconds she's having one hell of a roller coaster ride.
Ah! That's what I've been sensing in Moomoo all this time…? His breezy aura is what makes him stand out. Not that Zero doesn't stand out; he has his qualities which I love him for. But Dynamo? He's the epitome of freedom and individualism; he strives wherever the wind takes him just like a cowboy from the wild west.
If Iris were to participate in an activity similar to this with Zero, the experience won't be the same. He's undoubtedly skilled on the battlefield and taking down mavericks but semi-oblivious to the idea of intimacy much less romance. Zero also doesn't seem to be the type to be overly flirty unlike Dynamo. He may probably initiate a kiss if he's feeling it at the moment, but not initiate sex. Anyhow now that Iris is doing such an intrepid activity, she could be as unbothered as she wants whether being praised or judged when it comes to getting it down.
For the upcoming position, Dynamo plops Iris on the strong empty extended side of the desk and has her scoot back a bit and lay on her back of her lower torso. He hops onto that side of the desk, wraps her left leg around his hips and lifts her right calf to where his left shoulder is, thus making her stretch like a gymnast. He then slides his cock into her what's now considered her favorite hole, thrusting her with strong endurance. He's pleasuring not only her clit by massaging it with his fingers circularly but also using his cock to pleasure her g-spots. Both reploids were huffing and puffing out loud as the action continued.
"This feels so good…mmmhmm…I knew my aroused self should've done this sooner~" Iris wailed while simpering looking into Dynamo's bedroom eyes.
"Hell no—- Ahh~ More like my sexually deprived self should've done it with you sooner…" Dynamo groaned beaming. "Already knew your horny virgin ass was desperate to fuck me the moment you were checkin' my body out at Silicon Park before the damn concert started…"
"How!? Was it—- nghhh~ extremely—-"
"Shhush—- Let's continue fucking, peaches~"
Thereafter that position, Dynamo has Iris jump off the desk so he can scoot to the edge of the desk. He then directed her to hop on his lap with her facing away. Once she's on his lap with his manhood inserted inside her, he gradually moves his hips back n' forth, side to side, as well as in a counter clockwise motion to penetrate her smoothly. He grouped her small but squishy round silicone dugs to only then shock her nipples with his electricity as he pinched them. She let out whimpers as he kissed her lips and down to her neck.
Finally to finish things off with the second round, both reploids jump off the desk to the floor. Dynamo lies down on his stomach facing with his legs straight and open wide. Staring at him clueless at first, it took Iris a blink of an eye to find out she has to also lie down on her stomach with her legs straight and wide open except facing in the opposite direction from where he is facing. As soon as both adjusted themselves, they took turns thrusting and gyrating each other since this is probably the most flexible position they've done all night. Iris wailed as she moved her hips to pleasure Dynamo while he thrusts in and out.
"Darling…Nghhh~ Ughh— shit! I'm gonna come!" Dynamo hitched. His electricity started to trigger throughout his body.
"Momo— mmnhh~ ahhh~ me too!" Iris shrieked.
The both of them astoundingly reached the climax on command as they got electrocuted together. The orgasm felt so rewarding that the two of them were weary when getting up. Out of all the orgasms Iris had all night, this one was the one that truly impressed her. When Dynamo pulled out his pipe, he could see that he cream pied her as his cum dripped out of her cunt.
"Woah, that position made me come so tremendously I didn't notice I cream pied in you," Dynamo chuckled as he saw the cum flow out of her cunt. "Anyways, you did wonderful for your first time. I was blown away when you asked me to do the, ya know, fun stuff."
Iris sits up and turns her body to face his direction, yawning. "Huh—- no, no, no, I want to thank you for steadily turning me on. I appreciate you treating my so-called lustful desires into a reality…"
"The porno influence has gotten to you, eh? I'm so fucking tired now so let's get washed up and clean up this delightful sloppy mess we created, shall we?" Dynamo sighed. "We can sleep naked until sunrise and if the power gets restored by then, we can get somethin' to eat before you go back to your expensive mansion to study for your boring exam."
"Umm yeah, we should go do that or else whoever owns this house is gonna charge us!"
"Who the hell cares? That's not gonna stop us from having our amusement."
"Agreed…Hopefully neither my brother nor any of the Maverick Hunters will kill me when I get home…"
"Oh they definitely won't know. Trust me."