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What a wonderful evening. One of the best Bender ever had. Too bad he hadn’t experienced it as Bender, but as Coilette, but he tried not to think about it too much. It was almost too good to be true that Calculon had been with him the whole time, not creeped out or annoyed but instead fawning over him… her. She really had enjoyed all the attention she got from her idol and even though she had promised Fry to not let it go any further than a few free meals, she found herself in front of her apartment complex, pinned against the wall by the larger robot. She looked up to him, steaming a bit, not really knowing what to do. It was exciting to see this attractive robot look at her with so much desire. It wasn’t like she didn’t want to go any further, she had fantasied about this many times before, it was just a bit odd because her body was so different at the moment. She didn’t know how she would react if Calculon would actually touch her more.
The actor noticed her nervousness.
“Coilette, my beautiful flower, what is it? Didn’t you have a good time?”
Oh no, she didn’t want him to think she was unhappy, so she got over herself and put her arms over his shoulder. She was surprised herself, how intimate this gesture was.
“Don’t be silly , Calculon. Going out with you makes me the luckiest girl in whole Robonia!”
She smiled at him.
“I mean, that is correct, but you seem nervous. Could it be… I’m intimidating you?”
Coilette had to avoid his gaze. Of course he was, she had been crushing on him for so long and suddenly he was so near, clearly intending on being even nearer.
“You’re just so handsome, so I’m flustered.”
She hushed, steaming some more.
Suddenly her face was gently gripped and pulled upwards, making her look directly into the sultry optics of the acting unit.
“I’m flustered, too. You’re so enticing and enchanting, my sweet Coilette.”
They both stared at each other, literal static sparking between them. She felt herself getting weak in the knees, her processor running faster. Her gaze fixated on Calculon’s mouthplate, slowly overcoming with desire for him. He was so close, she would barely have to move to touch their mouthplates together.
She pulled him just a bit closer with her arms, interlacing her metal fingers behind his head. She didn’t want to let go, never wanted to let go again. She fluttered her eyelashes at him, inviting him to take whatever he wanted to take.
And at last, he did, leaning closer slowly, both robots closing their optics and then they made contact, their circuits connecting pleasurably, Coilette moaning out when she felt his energy against her own, all bright and out there, charismatic and wonderful and she couldn’t help herself and pressed herself more against him. It didn’t last long though, Calculon pulled away after just a few seconds, leaving Coilette a bit desperate, panting against his chest she was held against.
“Let’s continue this on our second date.”
He announced, Coilette only able to nod energetically. Oh and how they would continue.