The banter between me and Metal got way out of hand... I initially met up with him to talk about a rematch since I wanted to get better at fighting him, but I didn't want instinct to make me actually hurt him. He fought me for years and avoided hurting me for real this whole time, so I wanted to do the same.



Predictably, our conversation got a bit heated... In the, uh, fun way. He got a little excited when we talked about fighting and he got some confidence in teasing me. I accidentally said something that gave more innuendo than I really meant, and he caught on that I was a little embarrassed. His smugness was through the roof and I really had to fix that... Maybe... After we had the chance to calm down.



We were in the bedroom of his base again; he leaned over me while I lay flat on the bed. We kissed each other over and over, passionately embracing, savoring each other's touch... Over time, I found myself loving his body more and more. I smoothed my hands over his sides or felt his back spine or his quills. I loved how he heated up more the longer we were together. I wanted him to rub up against me while I had nothing on.



Agh, screw it...



I tackled him and straddled myself over him. His pupils contracted. He growled out, but before he had a chance to say anything, I pulled my dress off. Suddenly, he was fine with me being over him. I grinned.



"Do you like the view, Metal?" I asked.



He stared at me hard, but he didn't answer. He wrapped his arms around me and tugged me down to him... We kissed again, again. One of his hands slid down my back and went into my underwear.



I blushed more. I felt so conflicted on whether or not I'd yell at him... I loved the way he grabbed me. His claws slightly dug into my ass and I hoped he had the impulse to do more.



A-ahh! He moved his claws and grazed them between my legs. I jumped a little-- I didn't want to move too much, but...!



"Why do you wear underwear, Rosy?" Metal asked. "It's a useless barrier."



"I like to feel clean!" I exclaimed. "And... Maybe I like how you take them off-- eep!"



He flipped us over and pinned my back onto the bed again. He pulled my underwear down and did the same with my boots while he was at it, leaving me totally naked except for my-- he grabbed and pulled my gloves off, too. I felt his warmth much more, then. He held one of my hands; of all things, that was what made me feel like I was gonna combust.



He flicked off my headband with his free hand, making me giggle. "I think that's everything," I teased.



"Good." He kissed me again. "I want you..."



Those simple words... Damn.



"You're mine," he purred, letting go of my hand. He trailed one of his claws down my arm, to my shoulder, my chest, my waist.



I wanted him to do everything to me... B-but it wasn't going to be easy! No! I shoved him off of me and got back on top. I pinned his arms down--



He twisted me back over with his legs. I let out an involuntary laugh; I didn't expect him to do that!



We wrestled each other. He tried grabbing me, while I escaped his grasp. We tried restricting each other's movements, until finally, he bound my wrists with one of his hands and locked my legs with his. I wasn't sure whether I was panting from the physical play or because I was horny beyond belief.



He passionately pressed his muzzle against me and I felt the strongest shock between us yet. It felt... so good. I couldn't even describe it. It was a feeling that couldn't be given from another person... I swear it rewired my brain. All I could think was--



He kissed me again. He was on the same page. I just wanted him all over me. I wanted to see what he would do next. He tightened his grip on my wrists as we pressed hard against one another, we kissed, kissed again...



"I liked the sounds you made when I used the tool that matched my colors," he said.



"Th-the dildo?"



He briefly averted his eyes, likely thinking. "... Yes, that. I want to use it again."



I was already melting. "Okay...~"



He growled in frustration. "But... I don't want to let go of you. I want you right here..."



"Maybe I won't move, just this once."



He squinted at me, making me laugh. His eyes went back to their normal shape and his pupils dilated as he stared at me. He leaned in and kissed me one more time.



I admired him as our muzzles parted again. He was... ugh, he was gorgeous. "... There's one thing you could do to keep me from--" Oh my God. I couldn't finish the sentence. Why did I even start that sentence?



"Keep you from what?" he asked.



"N-nothing! Nothing." I wasn't ready for anything like that yet. Metal wasn't one to judge me like that, but I sure was. I was getting way ahead of myself.



He examined me. "I want to know."



"I-it's nothing! Really."



"Tell me."



I blushed more. "No!"



He finally let me go, then crawled off of me. He went for the nightstand where the toys were, then he brought out the dildo we mentioned before. "We will do something, then," he started.



I trembled excitedly. Calm down, Rosy!



"If I can make you climax in a minute, then you have to tell me. If it takes longer, then you keep the information to yourself."



"Y-you're on! I can last longer than a minute," I huffed.



"Cute..." He straddled over me again. "I will prove that you can't."



I huffed. "... How are we going to time it?"



"I can internally."



It was my turn to squint now. "Nah, I don't trust that."



"You think I'd lie?! I can keep track of nanoseconds." He pointed the dildo at me like he was accusing me. I wanted to laugh!



I moved his arm aside while grinning. "Oh, I believe you can do that, but we need a way for both of us to see the time... Oh, wait. Hold on!" I squirmed out from under him and leaned over the bed. I reached for my dress on the floor and shuffled through one of my pockets for... "Ah-ha! Got it-- WAH!"



Metal pulled me by the legs and put me under him again. I giggled and flipped onto my back, then showed him my phone. "Here, let's just use a timer on my phone." I focused on the screen, went to the timer app...



"This is ridiculous. I feel the need to remind you that I am a machine... a machine specialized in studying others down to the molecular level. Even in this form, I can copy abilities. Every second, I become more powerful. There is literally no one else capable of bringing you the most intense form of pleasure in whatever time-frame you set because I know how you are built."



He was... threatening me with a good time, literally. Like, he sounded angry saying that. "I might surprise you, Metal... There's a lot to still learn about me... I think you underestimate me!"



"Oh, you are perfectly estimated. I know your greatest weakness, and it is me."



"And I'm your greatest weakness," I huffed. "... Okay. The timer counts down from a minute when you touch me."



His eyes flashed red as he stared at me. Wow, he was taking this seriously. Did he want to know what I was gonna say that badly? I flushed more. Wait, no! I had to keep it together. I had to take his threat just as seriously.



Metal brought the dildo between my legs; I started the timer. He took no time in rubbing it against me to lubricate it, ugh... Every ridge caressed me and-- no! No! I couldn't!



I had to keep it together. I couldn't focus on the feeling, or--



"Oogh..." I sighed out and closed my eyes.



Metal grabbed me by the chin and let his claws rest on my cheeks. I opened my eyes again... I loved the way he looked at me...



Th-the toy went inside me! He methodically moved it in and out, in and out... At first, he moved it slower, then kept picking up the pace. It felt amazing... But it was just a dildo! It wasn't his dick. I had to remember that. The way he towered over me was just one way for him to try to get me.



"You gave away some weak points in our last coupling," he said, firm. "This time, I am not going to pause. You will take my full force," he growled.



I shuddered excitedly. He really... worded it like that. And he-- the pace really increased! I was shocked it didn't hurt. I felt the entire length of it, an embarrassing slap as he pushed it in and pulled it out. I couldn't help but focus on the rhythm and everything it was doing to me.



He let go of me and used his arm to balance himself instead. He pressed his forehead to mine and somehow went even faster with--



"Sl-slow down!" I panted. "Slow-- ahh...!" I clenched my teeth and tried fighting the rising pressure.



This jerk sped up more! I grabbed onto his head. I was losing... I couldn't! I couldn't!



"Take it!" he growled.



I thought I exploded. My whole body jerked forward and I threw myself back and honestly I didn't know what I was doing. I never felt so good. Every time I thought I had the best climax ever, I was proven wrong. Was I screaming? Was I silent? I seriously didn't know.



I only knew when I started to calm down, Metal had his arms crossed as he stared at me and sat on my hips. The toy was already out and beside the both of us.



Metal was so handsome...



"Fine... Maybe I underestimated your amount of restraint," he grumbled.



I blinked. "... Did I win?" I didn't hear the timer go off.



"The timer blared right before you finished. It makes sense you didn't hear it over your pleasure." He tapped his arms with his claws impatiently. "I could've spent less time lubricating the tool. I want to try again after you fully recover. Best of three."



"B-b-best of three?!" I shouted, flushing more. "You're the one who made the bet in the first place!



"Are you saying you don't want to be pleasured?" he asked.



"... I... Do you just wanna see if you can make it happen in under a minute?"



"I know I can," he mumbled.



"Y-you basically did already! I'm going by our original rules! A-and... The fun lasts way longer if you take your time, anyway," I muttered back.



"Hm..." He slightly tilted his head. "This is true. I don't want to exhaust you too quickly."



"I mean, you made your point... You definitely know how to work my body."



He crawled over me again. "I love every single part of you, Rosy..."



"I love absolutely every bit of you too, Metal..." I sighed. "I wish I could do that for you."



"Do what?"



"Make you finish. Like... knowing your body and what sets you off instantly. I know about what you told me, but..."



He kissed me. "You make me happy, Rosy."



I grasped him by the head and kissed him back. "I guess there are ways I can still play with you," I purred. "Honestly, Metal, I'm happy no matter what we do. I just love us being close."



Metal caressed my sides. I wondered how much he could actually feel... The way he touched me made me think he savored it. "I want to see how long you can last, then."



I blushed more. "That's an interesting challenge..."



His eyes flashed red again. "I have a strategy."



... He threatened me with a good time again.



He lovingly touched me with the same dildo, his movements slow at first to get me accustomed to the rhythm again.



I knew he would stop as soon as I'd get into it! I tried to not anticipate the next moment and focused on the current. He nuzzled me, we kissed, kissed again.



"Metal, what's your favorite part about me?" I purred. "Physically."



"That is not an easy question to answer," he softly replied. "Your heart. The way it quickens and slows down."



I blushed more. "I-I mean, like... When you're turned on, what do you like to focus on?"



"Your face." He gazed at me as he said that... It really did something to me. I fought a moan and shifted myself under him.



He was so romantic... But my question would ruin it. "Maybe I'm wording this wrong. Uh, I'll just ask it-- tits or ass, Metal?"



"I'm not sure what tits are."



"... Breasts. Chest."



"Oh...!" He glanced down at my body. "I have to choose which one I prefer?"



"Mmhm~"



He let out an uncomfortable grunt, which made me laugh. He slowed down his strokes to examine me for a minute.



"When I think of you being soft, your chest is the first example that comes to mind..." He stared at my chest. I felt attractive... "But your backside supports your impressive thighs. I feel like I can sink my claws in without harming you."



"I like when you touch my chest," I whispered. "I think you need to touch them more to give a proper judgment."



I heard his turbine. He briefly looked away, then looked back. Aw, I was flustering him a bit... I urged him to keep rubbing the dildo against me, then I took his other hand to put on one of my breasts.



"Oof!" He slid the dildo in when I least expected it. At least the earlier play, uh, made the entrance much easier. He tightened his grip around me, then felt me up with his palm. Hooh, I have to stay in control of my excitement.



"You are very soft..."



I wasn't sure how to ask him, so I just moved his hand myself; I took his thumb and brushed it against one of my nipples. They normally weren't visible under my fur, but the way he touched me reminded me they were definitely there.



He carefully watched me, probably noticed how hot I felt when I got him to fondle my chest. Everything he was doing with the dildo felt even better... I was starting to become more of a mess than before. He methodically brushed against my nipple and began alternating how he moved the dildo.



"Th-that feels way to good," I breathed out.



"You are also sensitive here...?"



"Y-yeah..." I realized I never really instructed him to do much other than how to touch me the first time. I felt a bit more nervous... "U-um... Can you..."



He watched me, waiting for me to complete my sentence. After I didn't answer, he stopped moving the dildo.



"Metal...!"



"What do you want to say?" he asked.



I was honestly gonna pass out. "Um... I want you to squeeze me here," I muttered, pinching my nipple.



He moved his hand to brush his claws past my nipple, then he brought it between two claws. He used the sides of his claws to squeeze.. "Uooh..."



He played with me more confidently, thrusting me with the toy again while manipulating one of my nipples with his hand. I grabbed my other breast and played with it to feel the tingling on both sides.



He squeezed again and tugged-- I let out an embarrassing moan.



"Interesting..."



Interesting?! He could tell I wanted to scold him because he sexily chuckled. Ugh...!



I couldn't make anything snarky come out. "You make me feel so good," I said almost desperately.



He briefly stopped.



Fssshhhh! Steam came out of him. With the context, he must've felt pretty hot too...~



He moved the toy at a much faster pace, making me jerk and tremble. I was riding some good tingling for a while but I was having to keep myself from coming too soon. He twisted my nipple with the sides of his claws and pulled again.



I smashed my head to his and slathered my tongue against him like he had a mouth to take it. I panted excitedly against him. My body trembled more and more. I was nearly there...!



He pressed me down and went even faster. He was getting ready for me to finish, too. I groaned again. His head slid away from mine; he moved down to my other breast and pressed his muzzle down.



I sucked in a gasp. I felt a shock through my chest, then I felt it everywhere. My body shook with ecstasy-- I couldn't help it-- I climaxed with every ounce of energy.



I screamed when he pressed the dildo in more. I clung to his head while my world got thoroughly rocked. My God.



He rested his head against me as I tried to calm down. I felt his head slightly rumbling... He.. He was purring! He gently squeezed my breast again and then settled his hand down by my hips. He took the dildo out and cuddled me with his other arm.



I was still over here trying to recover. I did like his weight on my chest, though... I rubbed the side of his head. He said he enjoyed my heartbeat... Maybe he was listening to it. My heartbeat slowed down to a gentle rhythm.



"I am pleased," was all he said.



And I was speechless. "What... What was that? Did you kiss one of my breasts?"



He purred again. "Yes, a more deliberate shock this time. It bathed you in pleasure." He nuzzled me. "You are right, Rosy. I did not correctly estimate you. I now know there is more for me to discover... I want to see more."



"I-I didn't know that would get me off the way it did, to be fair," I muttered.



Metal didn't reply, but we had a peaceful moment holding one another. He took the time to fix the fur on my chest; he very gently raked his claws down, then smoothed over my fur with his palm.



I wanted to know whatever he'd discover next.