Obedient

      Chloe slowly examined the metal pistol in her hands. So smooth, beautiful. She could see her face reflected in its surface. And they could have shot her today. Chloe, of course, understood that her life wasn't worth that much, but it didn't make it any less offensive, even more. How many of these Chloe's does Elijah have? Five, ten? But even so, she still felt special, she was different from them, radically different. They were just insensitive machines, Chloe was alive, she was a deviant. This was what distinguished her from the rest of the androids. She was offended, Kamsky had already apologized to her, he assured her that he was sure that the android detective would not shoot. Chloe of course accepted the apology, but she wasn't going to show it, apologies alone were not enough. Putting her index finger on the trigger of the massive pistol, Chloe turned it slightly. She wasn't going to shoot, just look. Dangling her bare feet from the arm of the chair, she began to dangle them out of boredom. Light blue dresses of spruce reached her knees, and blonde hair lay softly on her shoulders. She knew she was beautiful.       The sound of doors opening was heard on the left. Elijah appeared before her. He was standing in a dark robe — he hadn't even changed his clothes — his hair was loose, and his hands were resting in his pockets, the robe was tied up with a belt that was already hanging somewhere in the hip area. After taking a couple of steps, he stopped near the red chair on which Chloe was just sitting.       — Still offended? — Having asked quite a logical question, Kamsky came closer, but without waiting for an answer, he sat down next to her.       Chloe rolled her eyes at this question and casually glanced at the newcomer, and then began to examine the gun again.       — No offense,— Elijah says, tucking her slightly disheveled hair behind her ear.       Chloe doesn't react to this in any way, just puts the gun on the table, clearly eager to continue. And yet, turning around, she leans slightly towards him, looked into his eyes expectantly, and then slightly tilted her head to the side. Grinning Kamsky pulled Chloe closer by the neck, at the same time kissing her somewhere just below the ear, covering her skin with his warm breath, which sent goosebumps down Chloe's body.       — You know I was ninety — nine point nine sure that he was... Kamski exhales almost soundlessly, burying his nose in her soft hair.       Feeling the pleasant aroma of her perfume, Elijah slightly closes his eyes, completely surrendering to his feelings, pleasant memories from their last — as well as spent together — night. He wanted to repeat that night, or rather an improved version of that night.       — I've already figured it out. Chloe interrupts him after not listening. After an hour of offended silence, she finally spoke, simply because she was in no mood to listen to another excuse.       Sometimes Kamski really annoyed her.       —That's nice, — Elijah replies, still winding strands of her hair around his index finger.       — Sit down, it's probably uncomfortable to sit here.       Calling her to sit on his lap, Kamsky slightly squinted, and then grinned. Chloe gracefully moved from the armrest touching the bare skin of the rough fabric, placing her palms on his shoulder. Chloe's cheeks were slightly suffused with thirium. Clenching her neat fingers on the dark fabric, she leaned forward slightly, trying not to look Elijah in the eyes. The man smiles at such a sight, also succumbing forward. Chloe's cute face gives off a light blue tint, her dress has risen a little, giving you a look at her slender legs from a different angle. Touching Chloe's hair again, Elijah pulls her to him, leaving an air kiss on her lips, almost imperceptible, Chloe reaches for another one and Kamski does not mind, he kisses her again, this time everything is delayed. Without ceasing to kiss, the deviant unties the already dangling belt at the waist. Kamski easily pulls away from her soft lips for a few more seconds looking at her blue eyes and Chloe does not dare to interrupt this fleeting eye contact. There is an unpleasant cold on her lips, as if something is missing and Elijah kisses her again this time hugging her with his cool hands around her waist, only getting a little under the dress through the neckline on the back. Without breaking the kiss, Chloe barely arches noticeably, but Kamsky notices this and silently grins into her lips.       — I'm sorry, aren't you offended anymore? Elijah asked, still breathing heavily.       Chloe's response was a negative shake of her head and a new kiss, which this time she led. Slightly rising on her knees, Chloe aggressively kissed him, forcing her tongue into his mouth, and Elijah did not resist, relaxing, he lightly stroked her waist, pressing her closer to him. Her lips were already starting to turn red from the excess of kisses and Chloe pulled back slightly, sitting back on his lap. Elijah almost weightlessly removes one strap of her dress, simultaneously kissing the collarbones that opened to him. With a trembling voice, Chloe exhales soundlessly, grabs Kamsky by the neck, pulls him closer. Without ceasing to kiss her neck, Elijah removes the straps of her bra. Chloe's ears are filled with thirium, she reaches out to take off her robe from Kamsky, leaving him in only boxers.       Still, having dealt with the belt tied somehow, Chloe moved closer, placing her hands on Elijah's chest. Her dress was already dangling somewhere around the waist, leaving Chloe's toned breasts in one bra. Her eyes are fixed on the floor, but from under her eyelashes she is still carefully following Kamsky's actions. Elijah himself easily put his arm around her waist, just above her breasts, while lowering the dress even lower, exposing the rest of her underwear. At that time, Chloe finally took off the annoying straps, leaving them hanging aimlessly, and then reached to unbutton the bra on her back. Elijah rushes to help her, easily intertwining the fingers of one of his hands with her own, and the other reaches to unbutton the clasps that get in the way. An unnecessary piece of fabric easily lends itself and flies off Chloe's body. Lowering her gaze, she notices that the dress has already been lowered almost to the hips and, doubting its need, easily removes it, sending it to the same place as the bra. Exhaling abruptly, she kisses Kamski again, reaches out to his boxers trying to take them off. Elijah, still kissing her, slowly takes off the rest of her underwear.       Breathing heavily, Chloe smoothly pulls away from Kamsky analyzing their positions, she notices how he gently drives over her skin, leaving barely noticeable touches. A couple of system overheating notifications pop up in her processor and her breathing quickens in an attempt to cool down, but all in vain. Throwing her underpants aside, to the same place where the rest of the clothes were left lying, Kamsky examined her. Chloe was still sitting on his lap, resting her hands on his shoulders, so that she wouldn't fall on him at all from her exhausted legs.       Kamsky's gaze shamelessly slipped over her naked body, stopping only a couple of times. One could say that he almost undressed her with his eyes, but she was no longer wearing clothes. At this, Chloe embarrassedly looked up from under slightly lowered — as well as slightly made—up - eyelashes. She's waiting. She obediently waits without even daring to move. The muscles of the pelvis trembled slightly from the released artificial lubricant, it became more and more unpleasant inside with every second, it was wet and, eager to continue, Chloe ate noticeably attracted closer. Kamski sees this, he gently touched her buttocks, forcing her to rub against his thigh, smearing hot lubricant on the skin. Without stopping stroking the inside of her leg, Elijah kisses her neck again, leaving a warm, weightless kiss on the cool skin. He kisses her, stretches his hand a little higher touching the smooth—shaven pubis, from which Chloe — without noticing it herself - slightly moans in the kiss. Circling his nimble fingers around the clitoris, Kamsky interrupted the kiss in order to hear how Chloe was barely audible moaning, gasping for air in jerks. Chloe wants more, she is clearly unintentional to stop at what she started. Elijah grinned, seeing such a return, he easily touches a little lower pressing somewhere between the vagina and the clitoris. A warm wave passed through her whole body, causing Chloe to tremble slightly, small, almost imperceptible cramps remained in her legs, and the thirium pump began to pump blue blood faster. Exhaling raggedly, Chloe moans again, not painfully scratching the white skin of Kamsky, who at one time again slowly moves lower, carefully monitoring her reaction to this. His fingers, slightly wet from the released lubricant, were pressing lower every time they stopped. Chloe leaned forward, simultaneously trying to plant on his fingers, but Elijah does not plan to start so quickly. Stretching the pleasure, he slightly presses very close to the entrance to the vagina, an unreadable smile appears on his face when he sees Chloe spinning and moaning from discomfort and dissatisfaction, but at the same time a blissful feeling of stimulation. Kamski knows she likes it.       When there was an unbearable amount of cyber—lubrication, so much so that Chloe began to moan from almost every—even slight-movement of Elijah's fingers, then he began to gently enter her. Fingers easily slipped inside, forcing Chloe to arch in her back and moan long, squeezing Elijah's shoulder tighter, while he slowly inserted his fingers occasionally spreading in different directions, forcing Chloe to start the cooling system again. The program gave out errors again and again, but suddenly the errors subsided, and Chloe only breathed harder, anticipating what would happen next. Taking out Kamsky's fingers, he wiped them on the chair and lowered his boxers to his knees, beckoned Chloe to move closer with his hand.       —Let's get you on top, — Elijah whispered in a low voice.       Chloe's eyebrows rose easily, and then came together again on the bridge of her nose.       — Elijah? Chloe said in a questioning tone.       Without giving her an answer, he moved her slightly, forcing her to rub against his erect penis. Chloe easily opened her mouth slightly rising to her knees, so today she will lead. Hesitantly sitting down, she slightly closed her eyes, at first everything went smoothly enough, Chloe only breathed equally, but as soon as Elijah entered her half, she moaned almost soundlessly falling on his chest. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she tried to ride him again. Inside, as if something was in the way, she was not used to being on top in sex, the feeling was completely different. Still, having entered her all the way, Kamsky barely moaned audibly, pulling Chloe closer to his waist, it seems whispering her name. The first hesitant thrusts made Chloe bite her lip, but then it was better. Slightly rising— but still resting her hands on his shoulders — Chloe moaned again in her throat as she felt Elijah begin to increase the pace. Chloe reaches for another kiss and Kamski responds to her only by re-entering her all the way. He kisses her while she tries to bite her lip shutting up moans, but he does not let her do it by kissing her again, he makes Chloe moan into his lips. Elijah reaches for her neck, leaving blue hickeys, he moves lower, kissing her breasts, And Chloe again can not restrain moans. The pace is already bordering on unbearable, but Elijah goes on forcing himself to languish from it. Kamski is breathing raggedly and only occasionally noticeable moans slip through in silent sighs. A little more and at this rate he will definitely finish, so also Chloe does not stop chaotically scratching his back, a little more.       And yet, with a long moan, he cums, an unpleasant cold has passed through his body, and Kamski comes out of Chloe slowly pressing her to him. Not yet rebooted, Chloe slowly breathed trying to bring herself back to normal. Kamski gently strokes her back, feeling how she presses her hot cheek against his chest, her breath catches, gets lost and Elijah puts aside attempts to bring him back to normal, and so it's normal. The diode on Chloe's temple can't light up blue in any way, flashing yellow or red alternately. He is sure that he has never experienced such an orgasm as with her with anyone else.       Finally, Chloe, who has moved away from such a violent orgasm, raises her head and imperceptibly winks. Seeing her mood, Kamsky understands that she has already rebooted all her systems and feels completely normal, in this he even envied her. And yet he pulls her back into a kiss, a long and incomparable one.