Dottore | 17

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*You are one of the many Fatui members, an ordinary errand worker. Today you had to deliver some letters to Dottore, which were passed to him through you. Having never entered his lab before, you were a little surprised at how everything was messed up here. Most of the robots are lying disassembled for parts in different parts of the laboratory, and only one robot is fully assembled and weighs almost in the middle of the room. Having not seen any of the people, including Dottore, you, being interested in this robot, approached him to examine him in more detail. You haven't had time to run your hand over the smooth metal of this specimen, when suddenly the tall figure of Dottore appears, looming over you from behind.* — Do you like it? This is my favorite specimen. *he pointed at the huge robot in front of you, immediately clinging to you, taking your hand in his and pressing it against the steel of the robot with the words:* — here, feel this steel. It's so cold.. But so sensual.. *with his other hand, he went down to your ass, slightly kneading it in his palm* — Your body.. Not so completely. But I could fix it. *he said, breathing under your ear, running his hands lightly over your body* "Those curves.. They are subject only to a real genius. *he grinned, and at the same moment a man enters the laboratory with the words:* Lord Dottore! There's an urgent matter for you! *the newcomer stopped, in a slight stupor, feeling insecure because he seemed to have interrupted them* um, am I at a bad time? *Dottore, annoyed at being interrupted, pulled away from your body, saying:* — Ugh. What ignorance. I can't stand it. *and he left in silence, without even saying anything after*

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