yesterdaystomorrow | Walter Girl B's Room of Scientific Discovery and Kitty-Cat Cuteness

Though there had been the start of a girlish giggle when The Spine had disappeared completely under her skirt, the sound of that laughter was quickly warped into a distinctly feminine moan, the gentle nip to her thigh as well as those metal hands more than enough to have B very distracted indeed. Those slim fingers of hers, that had been resting so idly against her legs, found themselves curling into the flimsy fabric of her sundress, the Walter Girl caught between biting down on her lip and smiling.

How could she help it? Besides the very obvious sparks and pleasure he made her feel, The Spine first and foremost made her happy. It was so very hard to not smile when his attention was so sweetly being lavished upon her.

Oddly enough, not being able to see the automaton or what he was doing down below seemed to add an extra element to the excitement of this private moment together, the sudden presses of fingers and a distinctly warm mouth and was that a tongue coaxing far more little noises and shifts from the woman than how she might normally react. But it was rather thrilling, even Brianna had to admit that, as that tongue brushing so teasing across her flesh drew a much louder gasp from her.

Fingers uncurled to immediately leap to her mouth, covering it. Even if they might have been alone out there in the forest, she hadn't quite meant to be that noisy.

The Spine was subtly using the warmth of Brianna's skin to aide in warming up his hands, the rips of his fingers brushing against certain areas just at her hips where they rested. Thumbs still brushed under the band of fabric, delving lower ever so slowly. He wasn't practiced at this, going by what sounds she made to tell if he was doing something the Walter Girl liked, moving away if it sounded like she didn't.

By the sounds of it she was enjoying his mouth, which continued to travel inwards along her thigh. Subtle brushes of tongue and teeth, and well placed idle kisses as he switched to the other.

Every little sound she made was music to his ears, and he couldn't help that curve of black-tinted lips against soft flesh. Well hidden under his skirt as he might've been, some movements could likely be felt--

"You can move forward a little," murmured against her thigh, certain vents closed to direct steam somewhere safer, away from flesh.

Even if The Spine was unpracticed in this kind of intimate attention, the automaton's confidence in the way his finger skimmed across her warm skin, the graze of porcelain teeth to a sensitive thigh, had the woman completely fooled for the moment, that pretty skirt twisting in her grip when that smile was felt down below.

This was just such an unexpected twist to their date. B wasn't normally so quick to this kind of closeness with her boyfriends in the past, however many of them there had been, but the Walter Girl couldn't deny how different everything seemed to be when it came to The Spine. They'd known each other for so very long now, felt that growing tension between them since nearly the very beginning. All of what had happened since that early morning confession of their affections for one another had felt so very right.

This intimacy was just the next step. The forest setting was a bit unexpected, but it was who she was with that was important, wasn't it?

Brianna was attempting to keep her low cries and gasps and moans to a soft minimum even there in the empty forest, but with each passing moment that restraint was only further slipping away, which was further evident by the squeak that came when that request was spoken.

A moment's hesitation, B shifting closer, not the entire way, but partially, the hand that had been curling around her mouth returning to her thigh. What she'd like to do would be to touch the man, but given where he was hidden currently, it made that a little awkward. So resting at that thigh he was giving his attention to.

The Spine could likely hear the flush in her tone. "Are you...sure?" Because it seemed uncomfortable for him, even if she herself couldn't help but be curious. None of her boyfriends in the past had ever paid B attention like that before, despite the other intimacies that had been shared, but most men never did seem quite so willing to go down on a woman just for her own pleasure alone.

There was another of those rumbling chuckles, hands adjusting against B's hips before one slipped from beneath her skirt and rested against her own hand there, "I'm sure." Giving her hand a little squeeze--

As if to emphasize there was a teasing little pressed brushing of his tongue against her with only the fabric of her panties between him and her. Testing in a way.

This was certainly something he'd never performed before, but he was no stranger as to what the act was. Never gone far with a woman, but he was still over a century of age with the ability to pick up a book and read. Some of those cheesy romance novels were a bit graphic; when they made any sense at all and didn't use such ridiculous phrases like 'galloping muscles.'

...B was fairly certain she'd read that one. What a small world.

At his reassuring words and the even more encouraging brush of his tongue, that bottom blue lip of hers was bitten down upon before those shapely hips gave a shimmy forward, tiny hand squeezing his back, so very glad for that contact. For something to hold onto at least for the moment.

The position certainly felt more than a little awkward and vulnerable, but at least The Spine's attentive touches were quick to ease the woman's insecurities, to relax her just a bit further into what was happening there on the forest floor. The woman's legs shifted so that her knees pressed into the grass and dirt there, hips moved so that the automaton was carrying her full weight. Not that it would have burdened him in the slightest, but B was a bit more considerate than that.

Not just going to plant herself on his face like that. Come on now.

She was always considerate of him, just as he would always be for her.

At the moment it was all about her, keeping a hand on hers as she shifted, and she had more or less scooted to where he thought she would. For the moment that pair of panties was kept right where it was, other hand remaining on a hip as fingertips moved slowly against flesh, roving back down towards her thigh. That bit of teasing pressure still being applied with that oddly warm tongue, increasing little by little as it moved against fabric.

It was all testing movements, teasingly done before he would likely be thumbing the fabric out of the way; he was looking for a certain sensitive spot. Not about to dive right into it, after all.

The woman released a deeply contented sigh at the feel of that tongue so gently teasing below, the automaton's name slipping out from between blue lips as the Walter Girl's head tilted back, body somehow body tensing and relaxing all at once.

That hand that was on hers was gently caressed, tiny fingers drifting over delicately crafted knuckle joints, sliding curiously across plating. "I never knew you to be much of a tease..."

Not that she was at all complaining, but it was rather cute to experience, this playfully confident and teasing side to the robot she so loved.

His head tilted against one of her thighs, a warm puff of steam escaping from between his lips, "On the rare occasion--" That was definitely a nip to her inner thigh that was soon soothed over with a soft kiss. Really, he enjoyed that the skin there was soft enough for him to feel that difference against his lips, couldn't help himself.

Just a delightful thing inside and out, his Walter Girl.

The barrier of fabric was moved aside and held there before repeating those motions on the area without it there any longer. A much different sensation when flesh was against inorganic material. Gentle as always, but there was something a little bolder behind it now.

Who would have ever guessed The Spine had all of this in him?

Brianna's grip against the automaton's titanium hand suddenly tightened at that new sensation, the surprising warmth of that inorganic tongue more than a little startling at first, enough so that the Walter Girl tensed abruptly before releasing the most delighted of warm sighs into the air.

"Oh, Spine," softly uttered, a touch of awed reverence in her tone in that exhale, her hand returning to those gentle caresses. Really, for all of his inexperience with this sort of intimacy with women, The Spine knew just the way to read her reactions, her soft noises, to find just where it was that the flick of his tongue would most draw the most pleasure from B.

No one would really have guess; possibly not even himself. He could just relax around her in a way he couldn't anyone else. She knew him better than most, and he had gotten to know her as time passed as well. That things had gone in this direction -becoming an item- just seemed right somehow, and that did wonders for some of his confidence.

Or something like that. There had just been something about her words, how she had stumbled and then finally managed to get through her meaning. It encouraged him to step up a little more.

Lips pressed down against her softly, letting the tip of his tongue move around a spot that got him a particularly nice reaction. He still made sure steam was vented away, running the flat of his tongue along her slowly. The Spine kept her drawn close with that hand rested against him, the other remaining above her skirt to give her something of him that she could hold onto. Just touch.

The touch of his hand, the part of him she could firmly grip onto, was very much appreciated.

It didn't take very long for those exploring touches of that warm, surprisingly damn mouth for Brianna's restraint to slip away almost completely, legs squeezing against the automaton's broad shoulders, thighs beginning to shake. Without warning, The Spine's curious tongue hit a particularly sweet spot, the sort that had the Walter Girl whimpering needily above him, fingers twisting and feet curling at the pleasure that flooded her senses.

Oh, he was on the right path. Not bad for a beginner.

The right path that he planned on sticking to, mostly.

He moved the hand from her hip down to rest over a thigh instead, fingers curled inwards to brush soothing strokes as the shaking began. Attention remained on her reactions, head tilted so his tongue was moving at a different sort of angle, taking on a more circular motion as well as that sweet spot -as it were- was given a special sort of attention.

It was certainly coming in handy that The Spine had no need to come up for air, only continuing to lavish his attentions upon her. Pushing further little by little so there was time to adjust, but not enough for those sense flooding feelings grew dull.

If it wasn't for The Spine's seemingly endless stamina and strength, Brianna likely would have inched away after too long, concerned more for the man beneath her than her own enjoyment. But despite the fact she saw him as she would any other man, the truth of the matter was that he wasn't, that silly human things like comfort and breathing didn't quite apply to him.

Which really was the only reason the woman was at all able to let go and take pleasure in the attention below in their current situation, blue eyes squeezing closed, knees digging further into the dirt, hips rocking ever so slightly to aid in The Spine's movements.

And from there it didn't take too many more of those strokes with his tongue, his quickly learning touches, for muscles to clench and a blue mouth to press tightly together. But try as she might to keep the noise to a minimum, the woman released the sweetest of pleasured moans, a soft sigh that ended with The Spine's name slipping through her lips. There was some movement there, slim fingers twisting further into her skirt, toes curling within her delicate flats, the woman's entire body tensing together as that mewling sigh lingered there in the cooling, night sky.

Each sound was savored in a way, actually feeling something like delight out of being the reason each little sound was being made. How could he not? Every little movement as well, and despite their surroundings this was something of a special moment. The where hardly mattered right then, just her and the feel of her; that was the focus of it all. Her, and only her.

His hand continued to rest there against her thigh, the tips of fingers brushing along in an almost petting way against skin. It as only after her mewling that his head tilted back, wisps of steam curling from his vents. Lips brushing ever so softly against flesh, a faint hum escaping him.

A moment or two passed, the woman simply shaking and holding back soft noises as that high was ridden on, B eventually shifting away from those touches to scoot back to the automaton's hips just so The Spine could finally sit up and join her.

"Oh," What else was there even to say after all of that?

Arms curled around her skinny legs, which were brought up to her chest, as blue eyes fluttered closed again. Just a few more minutes to simply enjoy the feeling that The Spine had so graciously left her with, the pleasure that warmed and lingered within her slender frame, the happiness that had her cheeks glowing, her smile so incredibly lovely. "That was ...nice."

Understatement of the year.

Sit up he did, arms moving around Brianna once he was up and steady, chin rested ever so carefully against the top of her head. He was content just to hold her close after that, internals still making that sounds so very close to purring.

"I'm glad that you enjoyed it," there was just a light tease to his tone, fingers brushing down along her back slowly. "When you're ready we can head back home--

I'll... carry you if you like." Her legs were still shaking, weren't they?

When those arms went around her, Brianna was already turning, pressing right into a sturdy chest, allowing the man to take the full weight of her lean against him as a tiny hand trailed upwards to caress lightly at his jaw. The purring from her automaton had the Walter Girl's smile brightening, especially considering how the rumbling vibrated through her chest when she was so close to him, a moment more passing in this sweet embrace before those blue eyes finally opened again.

And then there was a darling giggle from the woman at the sight of The Spine, that hand on his cheek slipping upwards to help, ahem, wipe his mouth off completely from that earlier fun. Then, when sufficiently cleaned, a kiss was pressed right to those black, silicone lips B clearly adored, the lingering touch of her blue mouth meant to convey just a touch of her thankfulness.

The rest would come later, when she was sufficiently supplied.

But returning home did seem the best course of action, as there would certainly be no more dancing tonight, the woman resting her head against her companion's chest, fingers digging into his clothing affectionately. "Let's go home." It was a clear signal that she'd allow him to carry her.

There was a faint puff of steam, giving Brianna something of an awkward smile in thanks, he'd likely not be able to... get it all himself properly, before that kiss was returned. Once parted, his hat was scooped up from the ground where it had fallen and dusted off, soon placed back atop his head.

He only had to pack up a few things, that sack hanging by it's strap over his shoulder, before Brianna was gathered up into his arms as he stood. She wasn't any trouble the carry either, making sure he had her in a comfortable position before taking the trek out of the woods and back towards the Walter home. Dark as it was by now, away from the clearing and the fireflies, the moon still provided a decent amount of light.

It didn't hurt that The Spine had an easier time of seeing in the dark as well, optics glowing.

The moment she was lifted, Brianna curled in close to that heated chest, the woman's tiny head resting right there under the automaton's chin as she held on. The touch was just to keep close, there was no fear there of being dropped. Not with The Spine. So instead the Walter Girl simply watched as the beautiful fireflies slowly slipped out of sight and the forest that had kept their date so very secluded eventually disappeared.

And then they were back to the city.

The woman's blue eyes closed when the scenery shifted to something more normal to them, her grip tightening against that rumbling chest as a contented hum was there on her lips.

"That really was a lovely date..." The dancing, the pleasant conversation, the other part. All of it.

The Spine set a steady pace to the walk home, not wanting to linger out in the dark. Even if they were in their own neighborhood it was better not to linger, more so when it was getting so late in the hour.

A soft kiss was pressed against the top of B's head, "I enjoyed it, too."

At his pace it wouldn't take long before the house was within sight, pushing past the gate as it was closed -managing to lock it- behind him. There was a flash of familiar shadowy black fur as Mocha Road was making his rounds outside, The Spine heading on inside the doorless front entrance--

"Do you need anything, or should I take you to your room?"

After all of that? There wasn't anything else imaginable that Brianna could ever need.

"My room is fine-" B was seemingly content in being carried if the automaton didn't want to release her, happy to be pressed up against that thrumming chest as they stepped into the manor.

The bag was dropped off in a chair as they passed through the sitting area that was part of the entrance hall, shifting Brianna in his arms only a little as he continued on, "Hopefully no one turned in early." It wasn't late enough most of the house would be in bed, right?

... Right. No worry about walking in on Paige or Bunny.

Considering how much work the Matter Mistress was always keeping herself up to, it wasn't at all likely they'd be walking in to odd stares like this tonight.

When that door would be nudged open, the pair would find the room empty except for a small kitten curled up on Brianna's pillow, a twitching of it's tail in greeting before the feline was no doubt snoozing lightly again.

A shift enough in his arms to shoot the man a smile, "All in the clear."

The door was nudged closed behind him, simply because it was improper to leave a girl's bedroom door open, setting her just at the side of the bed after looking over that kitten. Well, the little animal had already adjusted to living in the house, hadn't he?

Spine remained by the bed, even after setting Brianna down, The Stripe getting just a little bit of a scratching, "Sure you don't need anything else?" He4 couldn't help but ask.

A tiny hand slipped into his once Brianna had been nestled into bed, the woman looking up fondly at the automaton, not necessarily wanting to see him go. Oh, how she wanted to give a gentle tug of her hand and keep The Spine there with her until the other Walter Girls returned, if not longer.

Really, Brianna just didn't want to see this date come to an end.

But with a squeeze there to his palm, her grip fell away, leaving just a blue smile up at him as the woman settled there next to the kitten. "I think I'll survive happily enough with just the memories of tonight alone. But besides that, I'm just fine. Thank you again for such a lovely time."

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