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Genji/Zenyatta – Zenyatta with his own robopussy helps his pupil out with his robopussy!

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“You are very tense, Genji,” Zenyatta says with that same gentle cadence that he always uses with him. Like he isn’t sitting behind Genji, arms curled around his waist, two fingers just having opened the soft silicone lips of his pussy to let the outside air help cool him down.

Genji breathes out a little half-laugh, the sound static and decidedly not as carefree as it usually would have been. He curls his hands into fists, making a conscious effort to press them into the ground next to him.

He tries to remember how he ended up in this situation but everything feels hazy and his brain does not want to cooperate. Of all the things that had been restored better and greater, his brain has not been one of them. That is still damnably human and has him led right to this point: begging his Master to show him how to use that adorable little cunt that Angela saw fit to give him.

He’s tried so desperately to rut it against the edge of the bed earlier, his systems coming back red and alarms blaring at the edge of his vision until he had ripped his mask off of his face and bitten his hand trying to keep his sobs of frustrations down-

“Here. How is this?” Zenyatta’s gently lilting voice rips him out of his thoughts as two of his long, segmented fingers slide easily into Genji’s silicone cunt, hooking up like he’s done it a million times before.

He has. He must have. God the mere thought of his naive Master not being that innocent at all; that him sneaking peaks at that pudgy little robot pussy whenever he could get a glimpse would mean that all the depraved scenarios he had thought of, Zenyatta might have thought of as well-

Genji had wanted to spread him out, get his tongue against that artificial little plum and see how electricity would taste right from the source.

“I am surprised that you have so much trouble with it,” Zenyatta continues conversationally; like he isn’t slowly fucking his fingers into Genji, more and more lubricant covering them whenever he pulls them back out. It is translucent and a biohazard green that can only be curtesy to Angela’s wicked sense of humor.

He stares down at his own cunt, mouth hanging open. Stunned beside himself as his body grows hot; far hotter than he ever managed to tease it.

Zenyatta chuckles, his thumb pressing against the fat clit sitting proud at the apex of Genji’s pussy. A shock of electricity runs through him, temporarily numbing him almost enough to not hear his Master say: “...after all it is fashioned after the human anatomy. You are aware of how these work, are you not?”

Zenyatta’s legs tighten around him. He is absolutely sure that as he is fingering his student slow and methodical, not caring about him jerking and arching as zaps of electricity run through his system, he is pressing his own plump little cunt against Genji’s backside in an attempt to get off himself.

How… how wicked his Master can be. How… lewd. Genji is seeing an all new side to him that is making him fall even more in love – if possible.

Now to only try and not show his big fat crush too much even as he gets his clit rubbed by blunt, ergonomically formed fingertips that have him see sparks and make his insides get so hot his internal fans are getting louder and louder as they desperately work to cool him off.

“I had been wondering about this, you see,” Zenyatta pipes up, sounding chipper and unconcerned as always… if not for the slight frisson of static in his voice. “Whether Miss Ziegler has saw fit to install this upgrade on you. I am glad that she did.”

Genji’s brain is overloading. What does that mean?! Has his Master thought about him? His pussy?

Zenyatta suddenly thrusts his fingers back into his cunt, spearing it and pressing against what Genji assumes must be a button inside him because he’s suddenly off like a rocket, heels scrambling against the ground, pressing against the rock solid presence of his Master at his back.

Zenyatta chuckles that sweet little laugh he has; like Genji did something absolutely adorable, all the while his silicone cunt squirts out his glowing green slick.

“Maybe we should incorporate this into your training…”

“Yes… yes, please, Master,” Genji slurs through the static of his voicebox.