Poe stepped into alarge room and I followed. Taking in the bedroom, I was surprised. Based on what I had seen so far of the cabin, I hadn’t expected the bedroom to be so spacious. A massive bed rested in the middle of the room, draped in a multicolored quilt. Pillows were piled high near the top and a vision of Poe stretched out in the middle of the bed, her dark hair spread out among the pillows, invaded my processors. The cock I had never needed in my life up until now grew hard within the confines of my dress pants and I struggled to control it.
Oh, don’t get my circuits wrong, I had thought about it. The day I met Iris, I had accidentally offered myself to her. I had wanted to know if she would be interested in another model type other than Dash. I hadn’t meant the offer as a sexual one, but that was how Dash had taken it. Dr. Shaw had explained my mistake and I must admit as I looked over Iris, I wasn’t opposed to it. She was cute. And completely off limits. She had only wanted Dash and once I got to know her, I realized I looked at her like a sister and not a potential life partner.
Her best friend Aria had been another story. At the time, I believed I had fallen in love with her, but her heart is and will always be Reaper’s. Although I had teased her, my cock had never responded to her presence. Maybe it had gotten the hint before my processors. It realized it would never have a chance with her before my heart had figured it out.
As I stared at the bed and my circuits ran wild with the thought of Poe spread out on it forced me to come to the logical conclusion that I had never truly wanted Aria. I had liked the idea of her. My whole existence had been so lonely. Never fitting in with the other cyborgs had made me want to form a connection with someone-anyone. The moment I had seen Poe’s face and felt her hand on my cheek, something within me awakened. I didn’t want simply a random female any longer. I wantedher.
It wasn’t logical. It made no sense, but I couldn’t deny the desire rushing through my frame or the hard cock now pressing against the front of my pants. A rush of heat swept up my cheeks. I knew without looking they had flushed a darker shade of green. Nothing in my programming had prepared me for this.
My processors longed to believe that Poe might want me in return, but I could never assume. I knew I needed to prove to her I would be a good partner. I had also learned in my studies that human females were very private about their sexual encounters. I had asked to observe the other females with their cyborgs but asking had earned me a slap on both occasions. My processors didn’t need another reminder. Informing Poe about the fact my cock had hardened at the thought of her would not be appropriate or welcome. For all my brilliance, I was lost in matters like these. My processors simply didn’t know how to proceed.
A gentle touch landed on my arm. “Dax? You okay? You have been staring at the bed for like two minutes.”
“Fine.” I put my focus back on her, giving her a small smile. “Based on the downstairs, I wasn’t expecting the bedroom to be this large.”
“The cabin has a few perks. This bedroom,” she pointed to a door to the right of us, “and the attached master bath is one of them. Why don’t you go get cleaned up and I’ll see if I can locate some clothes that will fit you.”
I glanced down at my frame. “That might be difficult.” I scanned her from head to toe. “I am fairly certain nothing of yours is going to fit.” My lips twitched, a smirk spreading across them.
“See, youarefunny.” She gave me another nudge. “Get in there or I’ll find you a rather nice top from my collection in pink.”
I walked towards the bathroom, sliding the lab coat off my shoulders and tossing it on the bed. When I got to the bathroom, I looked over my shoulder my eyes locking on her face. “I much prefer something in purple. It works better with my skin tone.” I gave her a wink then sauntered into the bathroom, a smile plastered on my face. Was this really me? Was I truly flirting with a female?Yes Science Model, you are.
The shower had felt glorious. I had washed all the dirt away from my impromptu escape from cyborg headquarters, leaving me feeling like a new cyborg. Though deep down inside my circuits, I still felt a heavy dose of guilt for my actions. If all I had were these few days with Poe, I wouldn’t waste them on guilt. That would be waiting for me when I returned. I would take any punishment Reaper and my fellow cyborgs deemed appropriate. For now, I would catalog every single one of Poe’s smiles. Her every gesture. I would fuse her into my every circuit and wire. I would make sure she remained a beautiful piece of programming forever embedded within my processors.
A soft rapt on the door drew me from my thoughts. “Dax?” Poe’s voice echoed through the closed door.
My hand twisted the doorknob. “Yes?”
“I found yo-” Her words trailed off as her eyes roamed over my frame and my eyes followed, curious to know what had her so distracted, she had been unable to complete her sentence.
“Towel,” she choked out.
“Oh!” I snatched the towel off the rack, wrapping it around my waist as the internal temperature on my cheeks rose. “Sorry. I didn’t realize.”You didn’t realize you were naked, Science Model? Seriously?
She shoved a set of clean clothes at me. “Here.” With one hand still clutching the towel, I reached out and grabbed them from her waiting hands.
“I’ll leave you to it,” she muttered as she backed away from the bathroom.
I spun around, dropping the towel without thinking, desperate to get the clothes on my frame.
I heard a sharp intake of breath behind me.
I froze, my frame locking into place.Well, she’s now seen all of you Science Model. No point in hiding now.
“I’ll...I’ll close this for you.” Her hand shot out, slamming the bathroom door shut with a hard thud.
The slam of the door sent me into action. I quickly tossed the shirt she had given me over my head and tugged the pair of pants up my legs. Only after they were both on did I truly look at what Poe had given me. The black t-shirt pulled tight against my chest, the sleeves hugging my arms. A dark gray pair of sweats molded to my legs and thighs. Both the shirt and pants were snug, not quite big enough to fit comfortably on my large frame, but not so uncomfortable that they were impossible to wear. Obviously, Poe had not expected to be dressing me, so I was happy she had found something clean for me to wear.
I snatched my lab coat off the edge of the sink, stepping out of the bathroom. It was time to face the female I had flashed in all my Science Model glory.