V watches as Alt pulls Sasha off of his cock and drags the other artificial woman to her feet. Just from the look in Sasha's eyes, he can tell that she thinks she's about to get fucked absolutely silly. To be fair, Alt HAD used the words 'fuck her until she barely remembers her own name'.
And yet… that's not what Sasha gets at all. Once she's on her feet, standing in front of Alt and facing V, the blonde wraps her arms around Sasha from behind… and holds her gently and tenderly in her grasp. V raises an eyebrow as Alt runs her fingers up and down Sasha's sensitive, naked Gemini Body, causing Sasha to shudder, whimper, and squirm.
As she works, Alt explains herself with a wicked glint in her artificial eyes.
"See, Rogue is used to being reamed, V. Hardcore is all she's ever known, whether we're talking about sex or business. Even back in the day, she built up walls and hid her true feelings from the world. She did it so well that she managed to hide them from herself. But deep down inside, there's really only one thing Rogue Amendiares truly desires."
All of the sudden, Alt reaches up and plants a hand atop Sasha's head, right between where cat ears would have been if V had actually let the Neko-obsessed Netrunner add cat ears and a cat tail to her custom made Gemini Model. He'd definitely considered the request to be fair, but in the end he'd denied it for the time being.
After all, the whole point of getting Alt and Sasha into their own respective Geminis was to get them back in touch with their humanity. Letting Sasha model her Gemini after her chosen appearance within the Net didn't seem conducive to that goal.
… He'd compromised by letting her order the ears and tail as 'attachments' instead, but they were still a couple weeks out and hadn't actually come with the Gemini FBCs.
Regardless, Alt plants her hand atop Sasha's head in precisely the right way and the shorter woman goes completely still from the touch. Then, Alt begins to scratch Sasha's artificial scalp in a way that has her eyes going wider and wider before rolling up in her head as her lips part and a truly incomprehensible noise coming out.
"Prtbtbthb…"
V blinks and valiantly holds back the urge to laugh as Alt gives him a triumphant grin.
"It's the same thing we all want, really. To be loved."
As cheesy as it sounds on the surface, Alt's words nevertheless resonate with V a fair bit. Maybe they wouldn't have back in the original timeline at this point. That V hadn't thought he cared about love. In the end, he'd only cared about survival… and carving his own path through Night City of course. A path in the shape of his name so nobody could ever forget him once he was gone.
But what had he done since coming back in time? What had he done without the ever-present specter of total ego death hanging over his head every waking moment of every day? Sure, he'd gone about carving his own path just like last time. He still wanted to be a legend and he was well on his way to making that happen.
… However, he'd also gone out of his way to seek love as well, somewhat selfishly and obsessively in some cases. He'd mostly gone it alone the last time around. Even the connections he had made with the likes of Panam and Judy had ultimately failed to last. To be fair, Judy had been just a friend… but losing Panam had hurt.
So yes, Alt's words resonate with V even as he watches the blonde give Sasha a scalp massage that shouldn't be nearly as effective as it is. Unless Alt is hacking Sasha right now and upping the sensitivity of the other woman's new body to certain extreme lengths.
... Okay yeah, that's exactly what she's done, given how hard Sasha is moaning from just some light head scratching. Meanwhile, Alt's other hand is caressing Sasha's body while her arm wraps around her midriff to hold her close.
"Care to join us, V. Show Sasha just how much we care about her~"
Alt's teasing tone causes Sasha's eyes to finally roll forward again, snapping onto V as she whimpers at seeing him approach.
"W-Wait… d-don't be s-so nice. I want it rough! I want you to m-make me howl for you!"
V snorts derisively and exchanges a look with Alt before shaking his head and invading Sasha's personal space. His hands come up, one to caress her abdomen and the other to brush ever so softly and gently across one of her breasts.
"Kitties don't howl, Sasha. And I don't want to hear you yowling either. We want to make you purr."
The cat-obsessed Netrunner turned Artificial Intelligence whimpers some more at that, even as he brushes his thumb lightly across her nipple. But V doesn't give her a chance to respond, not before he leans forward and places a kiss upon the corner of Sasha's mouth. Then, he peppers her lips with more kisses, each of them as gentle and kindly as the last. Nothing rough. Nothing savage or brutal or hardcore in the slightest.
Sasha can barely stand it. She's gasping, groaning, and moaning, bucking against their touches like she thinks that she can make them get rougher with her just by humping their hands or wiggling in their grasp. She doesn't succeed of course, even as the intense tenderness of the encounter leaves her wide eyed and completely befuddled.
"See? Night City was already a shithole back when I originally died. It's even more of a shithole now though. Women like Sasha don't know how to respond to kindness or gentle affection. And Rogue? Rogue is worse."
Alt continues to explain her thought processes, even as she has them move Sasha over to the nearby bed. It's not long at all before they're all on the bed together, with Alt laying under Sasha and holding her close while at the same time V hovers over the Neko-obsessed Netrunner.
Sasha, meanwhile, stares up at him with wide eyes, her nipples rock hard and her new pussy glistening with arousal that's artificial but definitely not fake. She'd currently being embraced by both of them, the meat of a sandwich made up of gentle, tender loving that she can't escape. Not that she wants to, for all that they're overwhelming the poor dear.
"We could seduce Rogue and bend her over, fucking her between us like there's no tomorrow. Her mouth on my muff, your cock buried in her ancient twat. It would honestly be rather easy, all said."
Alt's musings have V lifting an eyebrow, even as he gently pushes his cockhead against Sasha's slit. He doesn't tease or edge her… that's not the point of this. He doesn't leave her waiting for more or in an anticipatory state for very long at all, in fact. Instead, caressing one of her breasts all the while, he simply slides himself inside of her tight, wet entrance inch by methodical inch.
Taking his time slowly penetrating Sasha, V finds himself questioning silently if Alt is really right about how easy it would be. Of course, given that they're currently connected, Alt 'hears' his thoughts.
"I'm serious V. Rogue loves a quick fuck… and you remind her way too much of Johnny. She'd feel guilty afterwards. Ashamed even, that she let her yearning for the past get the better of her. But we could still have our way with her before that. However, do it the wrong way, do it the way she's used to, and that just results in it being a one and done."
Alt's hands slide along Sasha's shivering, trembling, quivering body as she explains, all while V is slowly thrusting in and out of Sasha's pussy, taking his time to make love to her rather than anything more intense. And to be fair… it's working. Sasha clearly doesn't know how to respond to such tenderness. Most women in Night City wouldn't, really.
"It wouldn't matter how many orgasms we give the Queen. Johnny made her cum plenty of times as well, didn't stop her from eventually realizing how toxic he was for her and dumping his ass. We don't want to be toxic. We want to be the panacea. We want to be the cure to all that ails her."
Sasha's soft, mewling moans really do sound a lot like purring, V notices as he continues to make tender love to her. All the while… he has to admit that Alt is making a lot of sense.
"It's also the best way to make her differentiate you from Johnny going forward too. The familiarity will give us the foot in the door, but the experience… the experience will leave her utterly out of her depth and privately wanting more~"
Leaning in, Alt nibbles at Sasha's ear for a moment before grinning coyly.
"Isn't that right, Sasha?"
Sasha just moans and writhes in her spot sandwiched between them. To be fair, V considers that more than good enough for an answer given what Alt is asking. But Alt doesn't seem to feel the same way because after a moment she huffs and her eyes flash.
This in turn causes Sasha to go still, her own eyes snapping open properly from their heavily lidded state as she lets out a truly pitiful whine.
"W-Wha… did you just turn off my sensitivity entirely you bitch?!"
Alt harumphs in response.
"You were ignoring me! But it sounds like I'm right all the same, aren't I? Do you crave more, kitten?"
Squirming a bit harder in between them now that she can't actually feel any of the pleasure they were visiting upon her, Sasha scowls angrily for a moment.
"… 'm not a Kitten… but yes, of fucking course I want more! Now stop suppressing my sensitivity!"
V raises an eyebrow as Alt pretends to ponder whether she should or not for a long moment. Finally, he reaches out and connects himself to the both of them. He is something of a Netrunner himself, after all. Alt, caught by surprise, doesn't stop him in time from disentangling her from Sasha's systems and shutting her out. In turn, he flicks the metaphorical switch for Sasha's sensitivity back 'on' as well, only to watch as she gasps, shudders, and climaxes on the spot, her eyes rolling back in her skull again in response.
Alt pouts but V just shakes his head at her, even as they return to making sweet, tender love to Sasha, something that the woman has never experienced before in her life and clearly has absolutely no resistance to whatsoever.
"You proved your point, Alt. I see what you mean. This method definitely works wonders on Sasha… it's just a question of whether or not it will work on Rogue in the same way."
Not hesitating, Alt nods.
"It definitely will."
V though, thinks about it for a little while longer, even as Sasha shudders between their bodies. Finally, he tilts his head to the side and chuckles.
"I think you might be right."
That's all he says, in the end. And Alt falls quiet as well. Instead of continuing their conversation, they both turn their attention towards Sasha and only Sasha. What follows is more of what came before… but also far more focused, far more intense. Sasha sputters and groans, moaning and mewling, her eyes running the gamut between fluttering, rolling in her head, and growing lidded.
The pleasure that V and Alt visit upon Sasha is not rough or fast or savage. It is slow, quiet, and tender. It's not the kind of thing that most people in Night City are all that familiar with, really. Not even just in Night City, but in the world at large. Such gentleness is not exactly rewarded in a world like theirs. And yet, when you have enough power… you can choose how you interact with the world. You get to decide what that looks like.
By the time V and Alt are done with Sasha, she still passes out. Not from physical exertion, but emotional exhaustion. They draw emotions out of the cat-obsessed woman that she didn't even know she was capable of feeling, and for all that she's an Artificial Intelligence, mere fragments of her original self coalesced into something greater… she still has plenty of feelings.
Once they're done with her, they let her rest. They let her sleep for the first time since her original death. And they luxuriate in one another's arms instead, cuddling with one another as she slumbers to their side.
Smiling, running her fingers along his chest, Alt looks up at him from where she's resting against his side.
"Really, the only question left is how fast you want to move, V. Time is on our side. We get to decide when and how things happen this go around. Do you want to deal with Rogue sooner rather than later, or would you prefer to hold off until after we've spoken with Hanako Arasaka at the Festival?"
Hm. That was a good question, now wasn't it?
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