2B's Hidden Desire {1/2} - I Assume You Are Now Satisfied
Proposal: 2B decides to be a tease. 9S's pov. It was something i saw in youtube someone wrote in the comments. Example:
9S: Did you feel that?
2B: No.
9S: How about that?
2B: More...
9S: W-what?!
2B: What?
OR
9S: Ma'am ? How dare you ?
2B: Call me Onee-chan
This is my first ever request! Someone on Fanfiction . net requested it and I thought I'd post it here, too. The request-ee gave me two prompts to choose from, and this was option one out of two! The second one's coming though. Hope you enjoy and don't be afraid to send me a request!
Warning: this hints at what could have become a lemon. It's borderline lemon dude. It NEARLY went there.
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2B was 148.8 kilograms of pure metallic muscle. Despite her immense weight, she moved with as much grace as any other combat android, maybe more. And despite that grace, her defences were pretty much impenetrable. She was impressive; a breathtaking angel of the battlefield. She was a modern day Valkyrie, and that's not an exaggeration. I was a 129.9 kilo child whose greatest achievement was managing to not stumble over every shrub and bush I went through. And I wasn't even wearing heels, unlike 2B—she would just glide across the ground as if she were as light as air itself. In heels! She was seriously amazing. It almost made me want to test how amazing her defence systems really are...
"9S." A voice called, pulling me out of my thoughts and into the landscape that was the city ruins. That monotone voice could belong to none other than my partner, 2B.
"Yeah?" I spoke, letting her know her words were acknowledged.
"You're staring. Is something wrong?" She said simply, barely turning her head to address me. I couldn't blame her, though—machine lifeforms were everywhere, especially amongst the wreckage that was once a city. She had to have her full attention on the enemies all around us.
"Uh, no," I replied, a few steps behind her, "I was just thinking." I wondered if she was going to pry further, even though doing so would be uncharacteristic of her. I actually kind of wanted her to pry. Maybe because I always had the urge to speak what's on my mind. However, I was painfully aware of how talking to myself and sticking my nose into someone else's personal... self, I should say, would make others feel. I especially didn't want to make 2B uncomfortable with questions about her weight.
"Hmm. Ok." She responded without a care, turning her head to face whatever lay in front of her. Ugh, I seriously just want to ask her...
"I can feel you staring." The combat android spoke quickly, turning on her heels to face me. "What are you thinking about?" She took a step closer, over a small stone that I definitely would have tripped over. Finally, my interest got the better of me.
"2B." I started, fumbling with my gloved fingers. This curiosity is going to be the death of me.
"Yes?" 2B replied, staring down at me through her pitch black visor.
"Is it ok if I ask you a... personal question?" I brought my hand to my chin, tilting my head. She stared at me blankly, giving nothing away from her neutral expression.
"Yes, that's fine." I was surprised at her response. Normally she would only accept questions about the mission, but she wasn't cold-hearted enough as to turn me down, I guess? I breathed a sigh of relief.
"You're pretty heavy, right? But you're fast, too. Not to mention, you look like you weigh around 50 kilograms rather than 148—"
"What are you getting at, 9S?" She cut me off, folding her arms across her chest. She didn't sound angry, at least.
"Well, basically... just how durable are you?" I finally asked, happy to get the question off my chest. Her hand's returned to her sides, and she actually looked confused. What happened to 'emotions are prohibited', 2B?
"Want to test it out?" 2B replied, a small amount of amusement evident in her voice. I stared, dumbfounded.
"What?" I was taken aback. I had to reaffirm what she said. It just didn't seem to be a very 2B-like thing to suggest.
"My durability. Test it out." She walked closer towards me, until we were only three steps apart. "Try hitting me and see where it gets you." I stood back in surprise. Was that a threat?
"I-I can't hit you, 2B. Our chips prevent us from engaging in combat with other YoRHa units." This whole situation was confusing, odd, strange, and all the other words that meant 'this definitely wasn't right'.
"I'm sure you're capable of disabling them for three minutes or so." She spoke blankly, looking aloof as usual. Was this seriously not bothering her?! Besides, could I really do that? I'd probably get found out. But if I covered my tracks well enough...
"I mean, I can try." I sighed, lacing my fingers together.
"You're curious, right? I won't fight back." She spoke, resting her weight on her left leg. I tried to look everywhere but at her, eyes dodging to the depraved scenery around us. She really cared that much about my curiosity, huh? Or maybe she wanted to get it out of the way so I wouldn't bother her in the future...
"Ok then. I'll give it a shot." I finally replied, immersing myself in my own mind. I glided through all the files in my memory banks, all my settings, until I came across the object that had been barring me from my subject of interest. I swiftly disabled my inability to attack YoRHa units, and triple-checked to make sure I had disable the correct things. Once I was sure, I immediately came back to my senses and faced the outside world.
"Are you done?" 2B questioned, raising an eyebrow. I nodded, nervousness caught in my throat. "Good. Now you'll be able to see how durable I really am." She stated, stretching her arms above her head and cracking her neck. She quickly readied herself into a defensive stance immediately after, prepared to block any attacks that may come her way. Maybe I should have erased my sense of guilt, too...
"Are you sure I can do this?" I asked, still nervous about this whole thing.
"9S." She spoke, a pinch of impatience in her voice.
"Y-Yes?" I responded, jumping a bit at hearing my name.
"Stop talking." She sighed, position ever rigid. I quickly relaxed.
"Right. Sorry." I spoke, cracking my wrists. I made my way towards her, until I was close enough to touch her. But now that it finally came to this, I wasn't sure how game I was to actually go through with this. 2B sensed my hesitation and sighed.
"You can hit me with a stick if that will make it easier." She shook her head, yet still her stance remained. I nodded, grabbing a branch that had fallen at my feet some time ago. I raised it high above my shoulder, circling 2B until I was directly behind her. I had to aim for her weak spot, which would be her back, right? I've got to blindside her. Of course, I was reluctant about the amount of force I was going to hit her with, so I lowered the stick until it was at my elbow. Then... I hit her. Not too hard.
"Did you feel that?" I asked, bringing the stick to my side. She shook her head.
"No." Was her reply. She didn't even feel that?! I would have at least reacted a little bit...
I swung the makeshift weapon down once more, a little harder this time, and maybe a little lower. I wasn't sure.
"How about that?" I asked, withdrawing the stick one again.
"More..." She muttered softly, almost so I couldn't hear her reply.
"W-What?!" I yelped, surprised. What kind of reaction was that?! 'More'...?!
"What?" She spoke, as if what she had just said never happened.
"Uhh... nothing. I thought you said something."
"I didn't say anything."
"Right. That's what I thought."
There was a brief moment of silence between us.
"Are you going to continue? Or—"
"Oh, my settings are back to normal! Sorry, but I don't think I can continue! Ahaha...ha..." I chuckled nervously. Honestly, I was lying. But this was way too weird for me. I mean, it wasn't bad, but what if I didn't imagine her saying 'more'? Could she be a...
"A shame." She said immediately, straightening up and dusting off her skirt. I breathed a shaky sigh of relief, which I don't think she recognised. "I assume you are now satisfied?"
"Y-Yes! Very satisfied!" I laughed awkwardly, and replied too soon. 2B quickly walked past me, and began walking once more. Wow, my heart was pounding...
"9S." She called, bringing me to attention.
"Yeah?" I answered, quickly catching up with her.
"If you ever want to test my durability again," she continued, refusing to face me, "... I wouldn't mind."
Uhhhhhh, what?
"Thanks, 2B," I began to fiddle with my hands, "I'll let you know if I ever get curious."
"Right." 2B responded, sounding somewhat... flustered? No way. I was probably just imagining it. Or maybe she was teasing me? Or, maybe, my first thought was correct.
Could 2B be a masochist?