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Your Missing Period Vice Captain
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 Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2014 2:04 pm
 Primal urges... His mind replayed the images, the memories, the heat of skin, the dance of tongues, the noises Momo had made. He blinked, pushing them back once more. "Monoki, escaping from the gang forced me to adapt to the situation. Being around other people forced me to adapt to the situation. Everything that happens to us forces me to adapt." He looked over, slowing down the car before parking, turning off the headlight. "Hey, Momo." Adapted by murder, adapted by never leaving his side, adapted by learning how to pleasure him. "Monoki, trust me when I say I'm adapting everyday to little and big things alike. Trust me, even you know for fact I wasn't the same robot for then years ago. I'm constantly adapting. Trust me, what you did is no different than me learning your speech patterns."
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Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2014 10:42 pm
 Momo let out a tiny son before he wiped his eyes and straightened, "i'm ok. sorry. we should keep driving if we can, i don't want to loose the cool night air." he smiled weakly at Hal and looked around, "or we could make camp for the night if you want to rest." his eyes wandered to Hal before quickly moving away, i don't really mind either way, are you tired?" he wanted to move on from the topic of what he'd done to Hal. it was something he was going to have to live through himself.
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Your Missing Period Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2014 12:38 pm
"I think some rest would do us both good for the night." he said. "Sleeping in the middle of the heat wouldn't be comfortable, especially not in the car." he explained, getting out and moving to the back seat. "Luckily this model car can do this." he grabbed some handles at the bottom of the seats and pulled, the things quickly moving and flattening out into a bed, nothing separating the back seat from the trunk. "Ta-dah."
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2014 10:33 pm
Momo watched hal and smiled, "that's pretty amazing." he wasn't sure he trusted himself to sleep beside Hal, but he knew he wouldn't be able to sleep without hearing his heartbeat either. he didn't really know what to say, either. that wasn't how he normally acted. he hated sex. yes, he had random urges, but had never really found anyone or anything sexually appealing, but he could understand why considering the fact that sex had only been a means to hurt him in the past. except....except this time it hadn't hurt. it had-it had actually felt kind of good. he blushed a little as he slipped out of the front seat, remembering, but quickly forced the thought out of his head. he got into the back and lay down carefully, "actually it's rather comfortable. surprising."
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Your Missing Period Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2014 9:25 pm
Hal nodded, taking the blankets from the backpacks and covering them both with it, locking the car doors. "Cars of the future. Better than blowing up an air mattress." he admitted. The android didn't want to move, waiting for Momo to move beside him mostly because he didn't want to frighten him. If Hal moved in a way that made the other uncomfortable then, then that was breaking the rule to protect him. Even if he'd broken the rules many times before, he had to always make sure Momo was safe and relaxed. How hypocritical he was, so many rules broken. It didn't even matter, the red flags were so normal he was numb to them. Was he a cyborg? "Was it at least, comfortable?" he asked, continuing to look at the ceiling of the car.
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2014 11:11 pm
Momo settled a bit closer to Hal and took a deep breath, calming down to try and sleep. he'd spent most of the day sleeping, but he felt like he could get a few more hours in. the question took a little while to register, but when it did, Momo stiffened. "y-you mean-?" he asked softly before looking away. what did he say? did he tell Hal the truth? that it felt, well, freaking amazing, unlike anything he'd felt before and it was good, really, really good? or did he just say it didn't hurt to let Hal know that he was ok? he looked over and saw that Hal-Hal looked concerned. come to think of it, why was Hal able to do that? he was a robot, and Momo couldn't imagine his father giving Hal a d**k for any other reason other than...what if it was in his programing? what if Hal had some sort of program to satisfy him if he ever were in need of that? Momo forced the thoughts away, not liking the way they made him feel. he rolled onto his side, his back to Hal and softly said, "it was," he blushed, "very comfortable...to, to the point of being almost, kind of, really good."
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