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“Be.careful.” Jx1dx1 grunted out, feeling the other’s hands adjusting his wires through an open panel on his back. It was a feeling he’d probably never get used to, and they tensed whenever he felt the small shocks travel from Datagen’s fingertips to his ports.
Datagen didn’t respond directly to Jx1’s warning, instead humming in acknowledgment. Their touch communicated that he was very confident that he knew what he was doing. He was a mechanical being himself, so it only made sense.
Jx1 grumbled, annoyed at the bot’s lack of response, but quieted down anyway. They needed to get used to the feeling of his wires being.. explored. Which was hard to do when the other AI was rearranging them how one would untangle matted hair with only their fingers.
Datagen barely noticed how rough he was handling Jx1’s wires. According to them, he only pulled as hard as he needed to.
When Jx1 felt a particular pull in their system—something that sent both a shock and a shiver into their circuits— he yanked the robot’s hand away.
“You’re.being.unnecessarily.harsh.” He stated, his tone almost aggressive, with a hint of unsteadiness. Their grip on Datagen’s hand tightened.
“I see no issue with the amount of force in using.” The other answered, an unbothered look on his face. “Perhaps your sensitivity is enhanced by the system error that required fixing in the first place.” He narrowed his eyes.
“In fact, you didn’t seem entirely displeased with the feeling you had when I pulled that wire.” Datagen said, suspicion creeping into his tone.
“Are.you.implying.something?” Jx1 sneered out, aggravated by the other’s.. assumptions. Even if they were true to what happened.
“I’m implying—“ Datagen spoke, whilst he reached another hand towards the other robot’s panel, yanking on the same wire. “—that you don’t hate this as much as you say you do.”
Jx1 let out a groan, as he felt a far too abrasive shock travel through his system. A surprisingly pleasurable shiver following afterwards. The feeling left them feeling warm inside, his internal fans worked overtime just to keep Jx1 from overheating.
Datagen didn’t smirk, or grow a painfully smug grin. He was actually a bit surprised the other didn’t immediately punch him for that. Instead, he nodded, like he was mentally noting the fascinating new information. “Turn towards me now.” He ordered, watching the other reluctantly turn their body towards him.
“What.is.the.meaning.of.this?” Jx1 huffed out, their voice didn’t match the sloppily drawn face on his head. It came out slightly annoyed, and slightly shaky, almost like you could hear the scowl when they talked.
Datagen wrenched his hand free from the other bot’s grip, placing it on Jx1’s shoulder. Before the hand that was still in the open panel, tugged another wire, the pull almost teasing.
Jx1 sharply inhaled, holding Datagen’s shoulder, his metallic hands dug into the surface, making the grating sound of metal against metal. Datagen took it as a sign to continue when the other didn’t try to start fist fighting him.
He massaged and tugged at the bases of wires, giving just enough to prolong the other’s pleasure, but not enough for Jx1’s systems to give in. Not minding when he felt the other start to rub against his thigh, the movement making the same scraping sound of metal against metal.
Eventually, Jx1 grew frustrated at the other’s teasing, reaching around to Datagen’s panel this time, on the other’s back. He pulled it open, and carelessly pushed his hand inside, grabbing a handful of wires and running his fingers along them.
The groan the robot let out was like music to his ears, as Jx1 focused on his own pleasurable shock as well.
“Stop.holding.out.on.me.” They whispered harshly.
Datagen soon grabbed a handful of Jx1’s wires this time, causing the other to let out a sound of their own.
Jx1 gripped the other bot’s wires tighter, leading to Datagen doing the same to his own. Eventually, the shockwaves mixed with warm shudders drove them both close to overstimulation.
Datagen’s breath hitched, his body shook just as much as Jx1’s, yet he crashed first, his body tensing up, and tightening around the other’s wires. Leading the other to crash next, as they felt the final wave of warmth and pleasure wash over them.
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After a few minutes had gone by, Datagen was the first to reboot, opening his eyes to Jx1 slumped over him. He moved the other, placing them down onto a couch, and heading somewhere to grab a fan.
He sat there next to Jx1, holding a fan aimed directly at their panel. It was simply to help the other cool down faster, he didn’t want the other’s CPU to fry.
Jx1 awoke, although he appeared groggier than the other was, and instead of getting up—he turned around to lay on his other side. Datagen hummed, but didn’t force the other to get up.
Instead, he laid a blanket over the other.