bender with a fem s/o who’s into being WRECKED? possibly with thigh riding or vibration fingers 👉👈
Bender Rodriguez isn't used to having to genuinely wine and dine a person. Usually he just turns on the lascivious charm and whoever he wants is usually trashy enough throw themselves at him. That's how he liked to live his life: drugs, parties, and easy women. There wasn't anything wrong with that!
You're a different breed, though, speaking an alien English outside of his skillset. You don't throw yourself at him or wait for his attention, despite how he's tried to charm his way into your pants. You deserve to be romanced and Bender is foolish enough to attempt that.
It's a surprise to him more than you that your fourth date ends with his fingers down your dress slacks, fingers vibrating over the last piece of clothing separating the two of you. He watches you moan and roll your hips into his fingers, already out of breath and approaching your first orgasm. Bender doesn't even need to breathe, but he feels like air is caught in his intake and there's a sturdy lump keeping all noise from escaping him.
If he's very quiet, Bender won't disturb your ecstasy and ruin the chances you'll let him bang you. Maybe you'll forget entirely who he is, what he's done, and let yourself go. But then you say his name in such a soft, barely-there voice, and Bender feels like his entire being is floating away on an alien cloud. The entirety of his conscious self is lifting away from the prison of his metal body and he is experiencing everything, the entire Universe, at once.
While your hips rock into his vibrating fingers, hitting your orgasm like a car crash, Bender is experiencing a similar euphoria he's hardly had the pleasure of knowing.
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