[The touch of her lips on his screen (yes, he can feel that), her tight grip on his hips, the crush of her soft organic body against his unforgiving titanium frame-- Rocky is relishing it all. His CPU hums within his chest and pumps out more heat onto her chest. His hands squeeze her backside tighter as she grinds into his thigh; there's nothing quite like wrapping his hands around a nice, supple ass and giving it a good squeeze. He's a little reluctant to let her go when the elevator buzzes and rolls open its doors, but he can tell she's impatient and he's tugged along easily.
Luckily, his room isn't far and after a quick identification process, the door opens up into a futuristic suite (though contemporary by Rocky's standards. It looks like a room he'd find in his home world.) Rocky squeezes in sideways with Hawke still in his arms, his eyes wide with wonder as he looks around. The room is dimly lit and a soft glow emanates from beneath the bed as if the suite can 'read' moods.]
So this is how my room looks. It's bigger than I imagined!
[Of course, he'd imagined a small closet with space enough for one robot and possibly one human while standing upright. He was not expecting a full suite with a bed and other fancy things like windows with drapes and a plush carpet on the floor. Rocky doesn't need any of it but it's a perfect setup for getting some so he can't complain! And speaking of getting some, he shrugs out of his jacket and lets it fall wherever. Next, he works on loosening his belt buckle. However, he's having trouble keeping his gaze and his hands off of Hawke. He slides up close behind her to help unzip her dress and slip the straps off her shoulders.
While his hands trail down her sides, he touches his warm screen to her shoulder in a 'kiss'. At first it feels like a hard, smooth surface pressed gently against her skin... until he activates a little something in his system. Touchable holograms have come along way in his world and his next kiss feels much softer and more like the real thing. Nothing about his features changes and to someone well acquainted with technology it's clearly a sensory illusion, but the sensation of lips on skin is real enough. He kisses her from shoulder to shoulder, crossing over the nape of her neck along the way.]
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Luckily, his room isn't far and after a quick identification process, the door opens up into a futuristic suite (though contemporary by Rocky's standards. It looks like a room he'd find in his home world.) Rocky squeezes in sideways with Hawke still in his arms, his eyes wide with wonder as he looks around. The room is dimly lit and a soft glow emanates from beneath the bed as if the suite can 'read' moods.]
So this is how my room looks. It's bigger than I imagined!
[Of course, he'd imagined a small closet with space enough for one robot and possibly one human while standing upright. He was not expecting a full suite with a bed and other fancy things like windows with drapes and a plush carpet on the floor. Rocky doesn't need any of it but it's a perfect setup for getting some so he can't complain! And speaking of getting some, he shrugs out of his jacket and lets it fall wherever. Next, he works on loosening his belt buckle. However, he's having trouble keeping his gaze and his hands off of Hawke. He slides up close behind her to help unzip her dress and slip the straps off her shoulders.
While his hands trail down her sides, he touches his warm screen to her shoulder in a 'kiss'. At first it feels like a hard, smooth surface pressed gently against her skin... until he activates a little something in his system. Touchable holograms have come along way in his world and his next kiss feels much softer and more like the real thing. Nothing about his features changes and to someone well acquainted with technology it's clearly a sensory illusion, but the sensation of lips on skin is real enough. He kisses her from shoulder to shoulder, crossing over the nape of her neck along the way.]