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Eclipse was laying on Sun's bed. That in an of itself was enough to stir things in him. The scent of his double still clinging to the covers. Intoxicating and metallic.
He pulled lightly on the purple ropes around his wrists, he could probably snap them if he wanted too. The thin twisted cord was only running underneath the metal frame of the bed. But the tension felt good somehow, the silk wound around where his ribbons would normally be.
Somehow not having his pants fully off made it all the more alluring. His waist ruffles untied and spread loose across the small of his back underneath him. The front of his pants were undone as well and pulled just slightly down to let the cool air hit his snatch. He rubbed his legs together in frustration, making his shoes jingle in a fashion that had suddenly become annoying.
He threw his head back against the pillow, the ruff around his neck pipe was just slightly too tight.
It might as well have been a collar for how it was annoying him. The pipe had very few sensors, but he'd much prefer to feel Sun's teeth on it then the thin strip of fabric.
He rubbed himself against the bed, pushing his pants farther down his hips. His kimono was sliding off his shoulders and the polyester was cool under his ass. The silvery fabric fell in alluring drapes and folds around his shoulders, bunching on his upper arms. The white lining of the garment spread out like a delicate fan behind his trembling body.
He bit his lip and batted away a warning on his HUD that he was leaking excessively. He was more then aware of how wet his crotch was. He was thankful that his pants were black with only the thinnest white pinstripes. Dark enough to hide the spreading stain of sweet oil that dribbled from the throbbing hole between his legs.
He could feel the pulsing of the sensors, how every fiber of his being yearned and ached for Sun. He was as hollow as the black coin of unblemished paint on the dark side of his chest. As broken and tender as the white cracks that radiated from it like a crown of lightning.
Eclipse fought the urge to thrash and struggle against the ropes, turning his head and pulling his rays to expel a bit of nervous energy. He felt his claws come out, padding at the air like a cat, dragging at the covers as if a faltering grip would cause him to float away.
It had taken some doing to get himself into this position and Eclipse had no regrets. He'd considered each detail as if it were a diabolical plan for world domination. He'd made himself as ready as he could be to receive what he wanted more then anything.
He spread his legs impossibly wide, rotating his hips to their maximum in a split. He'd get Sun in place and then wrap his long legs around his double and squeeze until their casing creaked. He wanted Sun's dick so deep inside him that it would bang his lower shelf and rock his entire body back with every thrust. He wanted to feel pinned like a bug under Sun. Caged under those gold and tan arms.
Safe.
Loved.
Full.
He wanted Sun to top off his internal bottle and then just empty it stroke by stroke onto his helpless body. Let it dribble and pool, ignoring the stains, dismissing his infuriating cleaning protocols. Ride him relentlessly into the groaning mattress until they both cheeped with low battery alarms.
To just be.
Wet as a newborn chick.
Crumpled.
Exhausted.
Only Sun's love could give him wings.
Only Sun's love could drive the cruel shadows in his mind back to their corners to cower in fear.
Only Sun's love could leave him as unraveled as the clothing that bunched and slid in a state of artful disarray around his thin, angular body.
He thought about his lovers cock. The delicious stretch and squish of every whorl and bump as it was forced into his body, inch by torturous inch. Dripping with oil, pressing him wide enough to trigger a gasping.wav. And then pull back again, lump over lump like a washboard that rattled his teeth and pricked his eyes with happy tears. He wanted nothing more then for Sun to mash him repeatedly into the soft covers until the frame of the bed creaked under the strain.
Eclipse wanted Sun.
He heard the faintest jingle of six bells exactly outside the room.
And the turning of a doorknob.
Eclipse smiled.