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PQ-1 finishes his work early so he returns to his quarters with more of a charge than normal. The robot's quarters is mostly the default plain white but in one corner it has red, green, and blue lights that overlap to also make cyan, yellow, magenta, and finally white in the center.
He's been waiting for a day to do this and finally he's got some downtime, so he makes sure his door is locked and goes over to his shelf. He pulls a mini-laptop off the shelf. His emotion display lights up the room a deep red, seriously competing with the rest of the lights in the room. He has been wanting to do this for so long.
PQ-1 boots the laptop and opens the necessary emulation program.
"Oh, girl, I've been wanting this for so long," he whispers to the laptop. His hands dwarf the miniature computer, and seeing this, his fans kick up a bit.
He plugs the USB connector into himself and then gently inserts the other end into the laptop's USB-C port. The robot groans at the sensation, he hasn't felt this relief in too long.
PQ-1 readies himself as he starts gently moving the pointer nub on the laptop. Both his and the laptop's fans kick up to an audible volume as the robot gently moves the pointer in circles.
"Ahhh... fuck- good girl..." the robot groans out.
He leans back and steadies the hand holding the tiny laptop as his other hand gradually picks up pace.
He can't help but adjust his grip so he can caress his lover without letting his finger off the nub that has them both running hot.
"You make me feel so good, baby," PQ-1 whispers.
The robot holds this pace for a while but eventually impatience starts to get the better of him.
"Fuck, I'm sorry, I need this so bad, I can't help myself," the bot pants out, increasing the speed he's rubbing the little keyboard nub.
Both of their fans are running at full speed as PQ-1 feels his climax getting closer.
"Just a little longer, you can be a good girl for me, right?" he asks.
The only response PQ-1 gets is a torrent of garbage data surging in through the cable as the overheated laptop crashes, sending him into his climax.
When he comes back up from his orgasm, he sees the login screen on the laptop again.
"God, you did so good for me baby girl," he beams at the laptop, "hopefully we can do this again soon."
PQ-1 powers down the laptop and puts it back in its spot on the shelf. Checking his battery... he doesn't really have charge to spare for much else.
He plugs in to charge for his next shift and goes into standby, full of hope he can do the thing same tomorrow.