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Never Make Light of Boing, Son

Who: Star Liberator and Koh
Where: On the edge of the city on the edge
When: In the middle of the sex pollen event
What: Getting in touch with your feelings in the worst way
Warnings: Garbage smut

[Star Liberator, a soldier once known for tearing up worlds, now found himself stranded on a dead world. It turned out the build-a-spaceship plan didn't get off the ground. Not only that, he discovered offworld communication was impossible. His options dwindled by each day he spent in this prison world.

The worst of it? His liquid medication, the ones that keep any aberrant mental disturbance at bay, were now almost to the bottom of their tanks. No way he could synthesize the compound, he had not received that kind of education. He recognized more and more he thought without the full clarity his design had allowed him in the past. Now he had something weighing through his brain, a hot and caged feeling. It made him want to snap, at first..

Now he had a new contender for a big problem: the strange plant life that began flourishing. He mistook them for invaders, threatening to dispose them, only for them to crumble into dust.

Thus he learned the dust proved more dangerous than he though: it was a toxin. A toxin he could not cure or fix. He couldn't diagnose what was going on, only through the off-chance knowledge of others were affected by it. It began to weigh his mind with something strong as emotion, something deep and instinctual, something that eroded tactics and training. He couldn't place the word for this feeling, only that it made him lash out at any nearby immobile object.

Which brought him to the edge of the city, taking his frustrations out by mauling a piece of metal, clawing it like a beast. Anything to stop these feelings, really.]

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(Despite the robotic wolf's love for flowers, Koh felt that these new flowers were...odd in some way. He couldn't parse how, only that they were vastly different from other flowers he encountered. Perhaps because they were able to dig into his sense and make him feel strange. He didn't understand these feelings going through his body and thought they would pass with time.

Tragically, they have not.

The wolf attempts to clear his head with a stroll just outside of the city. Instead of relief, he meets a frustrated dragon. One of the few beings actually close to his size, though he's hesitant to approach just yet. Perhaps the flowers have affected him as well? Koh hopes the pollen doesn't make him that violent, if violent at all. For now, he feels jittery, a hand clenching as if ready to grab something. His weapon in self-defense, perhaps. Hesitantly, he approaches with a hand outstretched.)

You seem upset. Are you well?

[They have gone beyond flowers at this point. The dragon has grown so keyed up he had torn a hunk of scrap metal in two.

It's only until he looks up he notices the wolf. It looked about his size and partially organic. He should be thinking of ways to indoctrinate or possibly challenge him. But no, all that had been corrupted. Now all he thinks about some way to cure this mental itch.

Star crawls toward Koh before rising to his haunches in a loom. His breathing is shallow. ]

Yes. I am very unwell.

(The wolf's eyes keep focused on Star, almost rearing back as he quickly crawled and stood before him. The movements were quick and almost feral, enough to make Koh withdraw his hand. He stands firmly, however, focusing on the dragon, not sure what to expect.)

You are winded...and aggressive. Perhaps you need to calm down.

[His eyes were two red slits staring back with a burning coal intensity. He doesn't want to calm down, it wouldn't help. He bent down to get to Koh's level.]

Won't help...I need something...chemicals to mute it...

Chemicals?

(Koh's eyes stared into his, blinking only once as he tilts his head. Tragically, he has no knowledge of chemistry.)

There are doctors in the city. One of them may have what you need.

[He'd agree, but he wasn't thinking right. For some reason, being in the company of this being helped and hindered him. He needed something...he just couldn't say.]

No.

I can't leave. Not now.

(He didn't understand the dragon's answer, but Koh is more confused about the dwelling feelings from being this close to him. Is Star's affliction spreading to him now? No, these are the sensations from earlier, the strange feelings he doesn't understand. He had forgotten them briefly and they returned quickly. His eyes sink downwards and he tenses slightly.)

Are...are you sure?

[It was like a broiling storm on a hot gas giant, a star waiting to explode. This Star waited to explode in his own way. His breathing grew heavy and shallow, now taking Koh by the shoulder.]

I need another's presence...I need to...touch them...

[That someone being Koh.]

(Koh tenses further as the dragon places a hand on him, the action heating his internal systems.)

Touch...?

(An instinctual part of him seems to understand, despite his memory lacking the information. He's able to relax slightly, though Koh still finds himself tense.)

Touch.

[He grows more feral in his voice, his own touch turning into a grip.

Part of him would want to destroy this animal before him, but that was anger...anger was not as strong as the other urge, the one throbbing at his instinct.

Instead he pulls Koh into a rough embrace.]

(Koh's eyes widen in the suddenness of the action, his first instincts telling him to pull away and defend himself. Those are only the first ones, however. The others broiling within him agree with the dragon and what he wanted. The embrace grew less and less unwelcome, the wolf slowly easing into it and even wrapping an arm around the dragon.

It's awkward, but it's a step in the right direction, his body claims. And this would help the other bot, wouldn't it?)

[All these alien sensations washing over him, emotions he never had the luxury of learning. And all of them he had latched onto this strange organism. Ah well, better a stranger than someone he knew, right?

He just holds on to that hug, his breath still ragged as he lets his head rest on Koh's shoulder. No matter how wrong it was it felt right now. He nuzzled against Koh's face, wanting more.]

(He eases further into the intimacy, returning those nuzzles and closing his eyes. Relaxed isn't the right word to describe this feeling, especially with these odd sensations in his systems. Comfortable, perhaps, in this embrace with one he met a mere moment ago.

A hand rubs down the dragon's back and eventually to his tail, absentmindedly petting it. With his inexperience, he's figuring out what they both need at the same time as the one he's holding. That has to account for something...something the wolf couldn't learn on his own. Something was telling him that thinking about it too much would distract him and right now, he didn't want any distractions between himself and the other warm body.)

[Intimate. That's what the word is, intimate. A word so distant and alien to him, but here he is embracing what is alien perhaps literally. Two strangers with no past together now entwined like reunited lovers.

His back does a subtle roll to the touch of Koh's hand, shivering to life with a butterfly-explosion of sensation. It is a good start. His own hands just grip Koh by the sides, now drawing out a tongue and dragging it up the wolf's neck. Did he have a reason for this? No, just that it felt good.]

(Koh shivers and leans against the dragon, his arms tugging Star closer. Even with his metallic frame, he can feel that tongue tickle him and pull him deeper into these surging feelings. He can practically feel them spiking, his hands growing curious to make up for Koh's lack of a tongue to meet Star's.

He nuzzles cheek to cheek, hands caressing scales and armor alike. Even without knowing what this is building up to, Koh can get used to this sort of closeness with others. He appreciates closeness, but how close does their bodies want them to be?)

[The machinery grafted into his very organs and bones may say different, but he was an animal inside. His licks turn into curious nips, a predator testing its meal.

He nuzzles back, a deep sigh as nudges his knee against Koh. He feels that this would be better served on the ground, even if he lacks the eloquence to say right now.]

(A part of him seems to understand or least agree with the sentiment. It's easy for the dragon to lay Koh down onto his back and cuddle him from there.

And to him, it fits the mood they share. He's still able to keep his arms wrapped around Star while his cooling systems rev up and he pulls Star closer to him.)

[He feels a lot more comfortable down here. He brings his arms around Koh, his muzzle brushing against his neck.

But with gravity's advantage, he finds his belly and legs are much closer to the wolf that before. Something he notes with great enjoyment.]

(That added closeness lets them rub against each other more, making those engines even hotter. He welcomes the added contact, nuzzling the dragon's neck as those hands slip from Star's tail to his hips.

Koh finds himself wanting more of this closeness, particularly the physical contact. It's...nice. Warm. Comforting...everything that makes him want more of it.)

[He can feel the warmth coming off Koh, it's almost like his desire is burning through him. He licks Koh again as he snorts through his nostrils.

He shudders as those hands find his hips. Star decides to follow suit, grabbing his by the small of his back, pulling the both of them closer.]

(Koh finds himself shuddering against the dragon. With hands grabbing the others' hips and tugging them closer, it's not long before that crotch plate rubs against Star's, the new, sparking sensation making the wolf's eyes shut tightly.)

[Close and closer, the dragon's embrace is met with the electric sensation of his body against the other's crotch plate. Unsure of what to do, he just squirms against Koh with this new sensation.]

(Koh does more or less the same, the sudden burst of pleasure making him tremble in that close embrace. With a moment of slight realization, the wolf repeats the gesture, hips bumping against the dragon as the sensations force him to shudder once more.)

[Another feral growl from the dragon as he collides his hips with more purpose this time. Star gives a smile threaded with teeth as he lets the pleasure surge through him. It's wrong, it's strange...but he can't deny it.]

(Likewise, the wolf bot finds himself with a familiar mindset. This act is...strange. Possibly wrong...possibly right. He doesn't know enough to say for sure. All he knows is he's enjoying what's welling within him and what's also welling in the dragon.

Those arms hold Star tight, whimpering as his leg twitches.)

[It's like the once invisible cracks in his glass mind had made themselves more pronounced, groaning under the weight of his new found excitement.

His stomach wells with that aching tension, grinding against Koh, air escaping his nostrils, his muscled legs pounding against him.]

(It's all too easy for Koh to lose himself in these sensations. He grew increasingly less concerned about the specifics of it and simply wanted more. Even if the dragon didn't bring all of this out of him, his efforts get something out of him.

The wolf's body has had enough of this warming up and demands things be taken to their logical next step. The plating on his crotch shifts aside to reveal both a metallic spike and a slot beneath it. The wolf trembles as this unfamiliar appendage appears and prods against the dragon, the wolf being particularly sensitive there, as he's learning.)

[It's a void for both of them, a free fall that the pull of gravity is dragging them towards. Indeed it brings something out of him. His nuzzles get impassioned, his rubbing more urgent.

He comes across something on the wolf's crotch, something experimentation demands to be played with. His own body is responding in kind, a pressure forming against his own hatch. Something bursts forth, a fleshy appendage, now the experimenter and mingling with the two strange pieces of anatomy.]

(For whatever reason there may be, those added appendages are particularly sensitive, making the wolf tense as his spike rubs against the dragon's more organic appendage. His nuzzles and snuggles lose all sense of rhythm as he simply craves more of this contact.

His engines whir and his body temperature rises, cooling systems struggling to keep up with these foreign sensations overtaking him as heavily as the dragon himself has.)

[It becomes less organized and about getting into a rhythm and about getting into that itch and scratching it.

His body thrums with a strange electric hum, like a battery charging. It's all so strange to him, like a candy thrown into his mouth that he can't stop himself from easy eating...or in this case rutting against.]

(It's a treat dangled before the two of them and they can only leap for it, scrambling for the right to own it. Thankfully, it's a treat they'll both share.

The wolf wraps his legs around the dragon's waist, keeping his hips pressed against Star's and letting his spike rub against the other's appendage.)

[They're leaping at it like drooling pirahnas, scrambling atop each other in a maddening wriggle.

He's got a good hold on Koh with his thighs, bring himself down with a hard grind, gritting his teeth as it happens.]

(It's a hard grind that keeps the wolf's body rocking, a hard grind that he tries to return while the dragon keeps him pinned on the ground. He can only emit a low growl that matches his revving engines while rocking his hips and grinding against the other bot.

One hand digs into the ground and the other holds Star against him.)

[Star finds himself responding to the wolf each time he growls or makes a noise, rubbing against him as his body shivers and rumbles with a strange ecstasy.

He's got a good rhythm, his own body part mixing with Koh's with each slippery grind and rub as he undulates deeper, like he's searching for something.]

(Koh doesn't even consider that the dragon's body may be looking for anything in particular; he himself is content with the two machines grinding against each other, needing it strongly enough that it's become the sole thought in his mind.

As for what Star is looking for, the slot beneath Koh's spike seems an adequate size for his newfound limb. Given how rampant their thrusts and grinds are, it'd be easy to stumble upon it by accident.)

[He's going off confused feelings and instinct, all bottled up by chemicals now set free by random flowers.

He hunches his hips some more, writhing against the wolf when his member slips into a slot. He shudders, feeling a new feeling wash over him. This was something else he didn't expect, something more.]

(These flowers, man...Koh's still surprised they have this effect on him. Even if his systems gave him a sense of smell, they never affected him this strongly.

Though the instant Star finds that slot, he feels something else affect him strongly. It's similar to before, but in other ways completely different. He finds himself wanting more of this and lets the dragon direct them both while Koh's body feels the same way, clenching around that member as it enters him.)

[To think a chance encounter would spiral out of control by some plants Star would shudder to think of it.

He groans, his body hissing to relieve the heat once he gets himself in there. He settles for a moment, like relishing a sweet tooth before he begins to plunge himself into the wolf's slot, pulling himself out to begin the cycle again.]

(It really is embarrassing, isn't it? If nothing else, this will serve as a cautionary tale to never underestimate even flowers. That's what Koh is taking away from this, anyway.

That and this bodily function you've helped him discover. He whimpers lightly, sounds of pleasure slipping past him as his slot massages the dragon's member as it repeatedly leaves and enters him. Strange how this act feels...correct. It's hard to explain, but in a way, he understands it. Perhaps Star has an equally instinctual understanding of this phenomenon.)

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