NT Runner 3.2 - Lacie - Cab Ride pt. 2 (Patreon)

Lacie made contented noises as she rolled Yeong's cock around her tongue within her mouth. She was the picture of an Orr escort; the personification of most of the pornography he had seen or read back home. Yeong threw his head back and covered his eyes with his hand.
“I'm too weak.” Lacies ears perked at the statement. Of all the parts of her body that could have been artificial, he could tell by stroking them before that they were real. She bobbed a few times over his cock before letting it pop free of her plush lips with a satisfying sound.

“Want to fuck?” She asked nonchalantly.

“Yeah.”

Her expression brightened. She clapped her hands together then nimbly climbed up onto Yeong's lap. Like a true expert he was barely missing the warmth of her mouth before she lifted her rear and guided his cock into her dripping sex. Yeong uncovered his eyes to get a look at her. On further inspection she was maybe full of Tek. The irony of sex work was that the girls taking part in it needed to be quite versatile. Remaining crouched, doing squats over some john's dick or performing acrobatics around  a bar in heels took skill and strength. They were qualities that nobody would expect from Lacie's soft body. He reached around and dug his hands into her rear, feeling just softness with a bit of firm give the  more he pressed. His hands then traced down her thighs, feeling very little muscle. She giggled, riding him eagerly as he explored her body. Yeong was curious, but it was becoming hard to focus with her tight warmth surrounding him. She was not lying. She felt like a virgin.

“You're tense.” She claimed.

“I'm fine.” Yeong offered defensively.

Her heart-shaped pupils shrunk as her eyes widen. He did not notice the soft hand at his collarbone. At least, he did not consider it.
“Hmm.” Lacie tilted her head curiously.
“Your muscles are tight. Your heartbeat is irregularly high. You are uncomfortable.”

Yeong stared up at her seriously. It did not sound like she was just making small talk. “Sorry?” He was tense from the mission. From the implication that Kai was correct and from betraying Kai's request.

“Oh, no need to be sorry!” She said excitedly, her breasts bouncing in front of him. While she spoke so diagnostically she was still riding him like a cowgirl at the rodeo. The odd thing was, as tight as was and as good as it felt, it just kept feeling good. Yeong thought that he could cum any second but it just kept going. Not in a bad way, like he was being denied. Instead the feelings were simply being sustained, as if held in stasis.
“I'm supposed to help people relax...” She offered soothingly. Lacie leaned forward and spoke softly next to Yeong's ear.
“Do you want that?” He nodded emphatically. Lacie smiled brightly and wasted no time pressing her lips to his. As her tongue pushed into Yeong's mouth he felt an odd tingle from her saliva. It was a similar feeling to when a dentist would rub numbing gel on his gums. Making it even more similar, as if she was trained to do just that, Lacie licked around Yeong's gums and inner lip. A few moments later as Yeong was wondering just what she was doing he felt a jolt of energy and virility. His eyes widened. His blood pumped faster but his heart was not working harder; it felt like his veins had opened up. Once she was satisfied with the result Lacie leaned back and continued riding Yeong while watching him closely.

“Tell me when you wanna cum.” She moaned.

It hit him then. She was designed for this. Lacie had parts that were tailor made for sex. Yeong decided that even some of her organs may have been replaced with ones that produced strange drugs for patrons. If he could not get it up, she would be able to make it work. If he was sad or upset she would have training and the drugs to calm him down. She was the perfect sex machine in living flesh and she must have cost a fortune to create. The club was going miss her sooner than he would have calculated without this revelation. That thought was at the back of his mind, however. In the moment he felt teased to his very limit.
“I'm ready!” Yeong gasped, digging his fingers into the small of her back. He was not sure what he was expecting. It felt real but it was more solid than bone. She really was Tekked as far as a human should be, and it was for something so trivial. The club owner took sentient mortals and pumped them full of more Tek than the average Heavy Response Unit, and it was for good sex. Very good sex, was his thought as Lacie finally cut whatever it was that kept Yeong from cumming. It was such a monumental feeling cumming with her. He had no way of knowing if she felt pleasure the way he did, but she certainly acted the part for him as he was bombarded with the best orgasm of his life. It lasted longer and it cascaded into several smaller shivers that traveled throughout the entirety of his trained body.

Just a few minutes later she was doing the work to clean him meticulously as he asked. He wanted to see her do it, of course, but it was also that he did not want to get caught. According to Lacie she was capable of removing most evidence; some that even a forensics lab would be needed to find. Perfect for the quick fuck between business meetings, or on the way home to the wife. Convenient for him, but also awkward. She had done what most could not have. She sent his body into shivers, invaded his senses and took control. It reminded him just how much he was lacking in training for that to happen.