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As it turns out, you have no cock.

*glances down then looks up at him* How observant of you. She didn't seem to mind before.

Well, it seems she likes cock. It's weird.

What's not to like? That doesn't mean she's got to keep you. Christ. It's like she picked the first cyborg with a 10 foot tongue she ran into. I mean honestly, what about standards? *chuckles*

Don't...be hating.

Aww I could never hate on you Hank. Not really anyway. Besides, It's great that you got yourself a new girl. I couldn't have picked a better one myself. *winks*

Eliza and I could probably fit you in.

Or rather, fit me in.

*grins* I'll accept but you gotta do something for me.

Let us entertain this hypothetical scenario. What?

*steps closer and looks up at him* Make lips. *taps her mouth with her finger*

He crosses his arms and changes his form.

Nice lips. *She smiles and steps close enough to touch him* Any good at using them?

Grabbing her shoulders, Hank takes her mouth with his.

*Giggles as her hands come up to grip the underside of his arms* Not bad *said breathily in between kisses* Girls are still better though. *chuckles again*

You don't want that pussy soft kiss.

You're right. I don't. *kisses him harder*

He breaks it off.

Well?

*She tries to kiss him again but is too short to manage it without his help. She opts pout a bit instead.*

Alright. Alright. You're a great kisser. Rivalling most women even.

Hank tips her chin up and plants one on her again.

*Lauren smiles seconds before his mouth found hers again then wraps her arms around his neck. She could still feel the metal under the lips he made. It was definately strange but after all the things that had happened to her in the past few months, making out with mechanically inhanced was possitively tame. Plus, he really was a great kisser. He'd told her once how long he'd been around and she had to wonder if he was always this good or if it was the result of decades to get it right. Probably the latter. Note to self, never rule out the elderly.*

He lifted her little frame at the shoulders,

*Instead of let her legs dangle, she pulled herself up a little higher and wrapped her legs around his waist. The new angle did allow her to deepen the kiss a bit.* My my Mr. Henshaw. You keep this up and El won't be getting you back.