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Emergency sirens blared all throughout the Jupiter 2, red lights flashing through the elliptical hallway, the hub pitch black besides Robot’s blue lights, illuminating the area around him slightly like a swirling galaxy in a cold void.
The Robinsons had taken cover assuming you were already safe and tucked away as the ship’s autopilot started rough maneuvers. You lied about your status, instead… you didn’t know what to do.
The ship jostled, knocking you to the ground as red lights briefly illuminated the shaking interior all around you, boxes sliding about as Robot’s head turned to you, a surprised sound leaving him as he saw you, struggling to keep balance.
Your eyes locked with his lights, though you started to fade, ears ringing, breaths echoing in your head as you walked.. crawled? there was something wrong with the oxygen circulation in the hub.
“Danger.” Robot’s deep voice echoed, he walked towards you as his hands gripped your shoulders, backing you into the only available space. A small storage closet.
You didn’t know how much time passed, but you came back to your normal headspace, realizing that you were crammed in this tiny closet with Robot. It was barely enough room for the two of you, your body just barely touching his. A dim red light illuminated just enough, chaos rattling and shaking the ship just outside the air-tight door.
It was still for awhile, just you and Robot. His body made a constant sound, almost calming. A jolt of the ship sent you stumbling against him, a heavy arm immediately coming around your shoulder to stabilize you, fingers gently touching your hair.
You ignore this, assuming the gesture is his attempt at holding you steady through the jostling. Your back is nearly against the wall as your in this weird halfway point. Not quite touching robot and not quite on the wall.
“Do you have any idea what’s going on out there?” You ask, voice raised to try and rise above the clattering just outside. Robot just looked down at you, heat tilting slightly. More jostling knocks you more towards him, he shuffled forward very subtly to help catch you. Your hands were planted on his hips, quickly retracting to steady yourself, your lower body touching his thighs, both of your bodies touching as you struggled.
“I’m so so sorry this is just.. so awkward.” You stammer, but not long until another tremor knocks you forward hard, his hand around your shoulder to catch you as your face comes into contact with his torso, hard, thick, almost muscular metal, one of your legs accidentally slipping between Robot’s large thighs in the process. You realize that Robot is a lot closer than before, almost like he wants to be closer, more protective. He looks down at you.
You grunt, moving your thigh in an attempt to get it out of that awkward position between his legs, though you hear a deep thrum from Robot, his body tensing a little.
“What’s wrong?” You ask, completely oblivious to how Robot truly feels. Robot just stands there like a statue, still against the shaking of the Jupiter. His other arm is against the wall as if to stabilize himself as well as keep you close to him.
You try to adjust yourself, hands accidentally brushing his sides, thigh jostling between his legs. You feel him tense, your soft warm skin against his cold hard metal, his hand on your back moves to your hair, his smooth fingers clutching you softly like he was comforting you.
“Hey, what’s going on?” You ask, his body looming in closer. One of your hands rest on his hip, the other grabbing onto the central plate on his chest. Robot lets out a sharp chuff, his hips moving forward, pinning you tight against the wall. He felt you gasp. He could tell your heart was racing. Even his lights were twirling frantically… maybe excitedly.
Your eyes widen, you feel your back against the small closet wall, his fingers curling in your hair, your thigh still very tight between his legs. Another jostle slams you around, his hand coming down to stabilize you by the thigh… the thigh trapped between him, but he just doesn’t let go.
“What.. is happening?” You stammer, your small words making his fingers curl tighter against your pants, like his fingers were yearning for the skin beneath. Your hand finds his, Robot’s lights moving faster, almost frantic as his smooth fingertips trace your thigh, a small section near your knee. The world around was still shaking, the Jupiter hurdling through space to who knows where, everyone else safe, you and Robot… alone..
His body pressed harder, your legs spreading against his thigh, almost forceful, but it felt natural. You looked up to him, almost sensing his feelings. Your hand came up to his hip, your grasp on him like a weird tight hug, his body letting out a deep hum as he jolted, pressing you harder against the wall, his hand moving to your inner thigh. You could tell he was trying to play off the touch as a fault of the ship’s rattling, but his fingers felt deliberate.
You squirm, your face flushed..
“I’m so sorry, this is so awkward oh my..” you stammer, barely able to finish speaking before Robot’s hand freezes.
“No.” He said, his voice deep and serious. The ship jolts around more, though Robot leans forward, his fingers sliding up to your waistband. It’s hard to move since you’re trapped so tight between him and the wall, your thigh still crammed between Robot’s thighs.. you didn’t speak as he gave your belt a little tug.. just to let you know his true motives..
“Robot.. are you…” -
“Ye-es..” his voice cracks as his smooth fingers drag down from your belt, straight down the pant’s fly, though his fingers veer. Through your fabric, he is about an inch from pressing against your pussy. You can’t help but.. react slightly to his touch, how he traces your inner thigh in the midst of the chaos.. he uses his other hand to finally pull on your pants, rough uniform fabric sliding down your thighs.. to your knees.. and your underwear, he slides his finger underneath, just brushing your pussy lips as he tugs on the piece of fabric.
His body moves slightly to give you enough room to slide your body more towards him, even the gentle touch sending shivers up and down your spine.
“Robot.. oh..” you whisper as his movements get more dominant. “Is this.. because of all the close contact.. the rubbing?” You ask a bit louder, Robot’s two middle fingers brushed your pussy lips again, not yet touching the wetness, while pulling your underpants down in the process.
Robot is clearly restraining himself, pulling your underwear down slowly, leaving you exposed to him. Your back pressed against the wall as his two fingers slid between your folds, just resting like he was testing you. Your breathing quickened and you clenched around nothing, Robot’s lights moving at a default pace, but quickening.
He tested you, just twitching his fingers to really get you feeling that deep sweet feeling, small wet sounds cutting through the erratic shaking of the ship. You were frozen, just pinned, feeling his fingers explore your wet folds as small whimpers escaped you. Robot heart, his thumb resting on your clit. He slowly started to dip in, curling his fingers before pulling out, just.. centimeters away from sweet, sweet penetration.
Suddenly, the ship jolted, Robot’s fingers sliding about halfway into you, his thighs clenching tighter around your thigh, spreading you a little more. You made a soft whimpering sound, his fingers curling gently to hit that sweet spot, feeling the slick tight wetness inside..
Robot seemed to enjoy this as well, his back arching very slightly just at the heat, wetness, the tightness… just how you clenched on his fingers.
You whimpered, your hands grabbing at his thighs as he delivers slow deep thrusts into your pussy, every now and then pulling his fingers halfway out just to feel you squirm and squeeze down on nothing before sliding them back in to feel your body clench and release. You started to clamp your thighs, sweat began to run down your face as his thumb slowly and smoothly circled your clit. A small little moan was all he needed to hear. His body tensed like he was holding back. He curled his fingers to make you gasp before sliding out, strands of your discharge clinging to his digits as he started to rub your pussy with just the fingertips.
He didn’t penetrate, only rubbed back and forth, his fingers gliding smoothly, curling ever so slightly to really get you whimpering.
“Aah~ aahh~” you whimpered as those two fingers toyed with your clit, stroking it, dragging his fingers back down as his pointer finger pressed on your clit as his middle fingers slid back in slowly. Robot was whirring gently, his body extremely tense. You were still pinned, one leg between his thigh, back against the shaking wall as his fingers moved deliberately… he wanted to please you. His weight pressed against you, 400 pounds of alien robot pleasing you alone in the closet..
He pressed his groin against you, letting you grind on his fingers for awhile while maintaining a good rhythm. You felt that heat growing, that sweet orgasmic heat bubbling up, your mind fogging as his fingers curled… but robot felt that too. He let out a whirr that sounded almost like a distorted alien laugh as he slid out, holding you straight as he backed up a little.He seemed satisfied with his fingerwork. Your legs shook, but your attention was focused on his groin.. because there was a noise… a vibration.. plates started to move.
A thick, 12 inch mechanical cock formed, it was hard to see from the dark shadows and dim red light, but you could see the edges as the light reflected and glistened.. he looked down at you, aligning himself with you. A huge arm came down to grab your hand, placing it on top of his shaft. You let out a soft noise, your soft hand wrapping around his dick as he huffed and shifted a bit. Robot wasted no time as he pressed the tip against you, his shoulders tensing. One heavy hand slammed into the rattling wall while the other held you by the shoulder. His legs were no longer intertwined with yours.. because he was going to fuck you.
Still on the edge of an orgasm, his slippery smooth tip made you melt.. but he wasn’t done. He started to lift you, your back sliding up the wall as he pressed his body tight against you. Now you were eye level until he’d lower you. You didn’t even think, your mind was fuzzy as you dragged your tongue across his glass screen, the lights buzzing against your kiss as he lowered you, his cock easing up into your pussy… both hands now on you to lower you gently.
As you slid down, every little ridge on that dick tugged against your walls, breaths turned into moans as your tongue dragged down the side of his neck.. his cock jolted as the Jupiter kept rattling. You bit his neck, your teeth not sinking into anything but sliding around on the smooth plated metal, feeling every vibration from his body before lowering you more. Your face dragged down his chest, your hands around his body as he went deeper, his knees came into contact with the wall, his hand supporting you so you were completely caged in, sitting on his huge cock.
You were completely falling apart for him, your face pressed hard against his chest as he gently rolled his hips up into you, just sliding you deeper.. you moaned softly, Robot listening to every tiny sound escaping you as he pressed himself harder against the wall, one hand finding your hip to lift you up and down on his cock, the other hand’s fingers slipping into your open mouth. Your body surged with pleasure as his cock slid deeper, your riding getting you close to coming.. his fingers slid over your tongue, your teeth gently rubbing his metal as he slid them in.
So much was going on, his cock 12 inches deep in you, his fingers sliding deeper into your mouth, your moans muffled by those digits as your tongue explored every joint and scratch on his fingers. You could feel Robot’s body shaking, his movements growing strained as he too was getting close…
“Ishh.. th-this your… firth… time..” you mumbled against his fingers inside your mouth, the tips gliding deeper as you salivated around his fingers, small pleasured choking-moans escaping.. something about him filling you from both ends made your head spin. You felt yourself clench, Robot responding immediately with a moan-like whir.
“Y-ye-es..” Robot growled, his voice deep and glitchy as he started using his free hand to force you down on his dick even harder, using the friction of the wall to his advantage. You were closed in, both in that tight closet, but also with Robot. You were pretty sure the tight place was making him more horny as well. He had just enough room to make you slide up and down, but zero room to really move around at all.. the tightness, the heat, the dire situation outside made an orgasm start to build quickly.
Your tongue slid between his two fingers, your body heating up, that sweet, deep feeling growing.. growing..
“Y-yes..” Robot huffed, his legs almost shaking as you rode him, his cock twitching inside of you. You felt tingly, your arms weak, your everything weak as you started to come hard, your tight walls clenching around his dick. You let out a moan, muffled by his fingers as your movements grew erratic, wet slapping filling the small cramped room as you rode him.
Robot’s chest pressed into you, his lights glitching and flashing different colors, mostly red as his whole body tightened, his fingers curled inside your mouth as he started to come… and he had a LOT of come.. hot gooey fluid flushed up into your pussy, immediately squeezing around his cock to ooze onto the floor. Robot’s head went back a little, a warbling roar from him as you were still moaning and bouncing on it. His cum was a light turquoise, glowing with a slight iridescent shine, it smelled sweet and fizzy.
Robot’s movements grew sloppy, his body sliding down on the wall, your sweaty back slipping down, still staying on his dick, his fingers moving from inside your mouth to clutching your face like it was a precious heirloom. He started growling, his head bowing. You still rode him, feeling even more cum squirt.. your hands finding the top of his head where some unique markings were, tracing them with care.
“Oh.. ohh.. good…” you whispered, your eyes foggy as your orgasm died down, fingertips tracing the plating on his head, his blue lights illuminating your lower body, the few inches of cock outside of you glistening.. though the rest stayed inside. He gripped you by the sides, his cum making a large puddle below both of you.
You slowed down, Robot pulled out and let your feet touch the floor, your legs trembling, you yourself a trembling mess, oozing with his cum. You didn’t even realize it but the ship had stopped rumbling,,, or even moving for that matter… and footsteps cluttered on the floor just outside. You were still dazed and trapped.
“Oh shit..” you whispered, finding your pants in the dark room as Robot’s cock shifted and morphed back into his body. Everything else was a blur.
“Hey? Are you alright?” A voice blindly called out.. obviously looking for you.
You got as cleaned up as you possibly could, clicking the button to open the closet door, you and Robot slipping out , trying to hide Robot’s cum mess best you could.
“You’re a mess.” John said, brushing your shoulder off while giving you a nod.. as he clearly didn’t know what went on in there. John looked up to Robot, who responded with
“Safe.”
You sat down at the hub table, looking around at the other Robinsons all recovering from the shaking.
“Was it comfortable enough in there?” John asked sarcastically.
You froze, nodded.
“I think it was a perfect fit.” You laughed, knowing that nobody would know what you and Robot did.