Not-So-Secret Secrets

Lucy was noticing a pattern with Bender.

A pattern that probably wouldn’t be notable or worth recognition by the average person but, well, they were far from that anyways. It started with a few odd cases until it devolved into them keeping mental notes on whenever it happened. 

A slight twitch when they hugged, a jump whenever they touched him unexpectedly, a breath hitch that one time they were helping him get his shoes on; Bender was ticklish. Now, this wouldn’t be too weird on its own - they were too, after all. That was just something that came with the territory of having an artificial nervous system as sophisticated as theirs, even if organics oft found their ability to experience it strange and unnecessary. But, they began to notice that, shortly after these occurrences, Bender would excuse himself and fuck off to the bathroom for the next few minutes. At first they chalked it up to Bender-typical weirdness - they’d been together for a while now, and they had gotten used to him being kinda quirky sometimes - he was just like that, and it wasn’t like they had much room to judge in that regard anyways. But it kept happening - most recently when Lucy had hugged him from behind one morning while he was preparing breakfast. He very quickly finished up and hadn’t come out the rest of the morning. Lucy’s curiosity was getting piqued. They needed to investigate.

Lucy had called Bender to their shared bedroom Friday night so they could explore and touch around Bender's body. This wasn’t uncommon for the two - despite also being a robot, Lucy found his body fascinating, and the idea of committing each ridge on his limbs or each line on his mouthplate to memory was appealing to them, not to mention the tactile sensation of moving their hands all over the manbot they loved. And Bender liked being praised and showered with affection like that, so they both got something out of it. It worked out nicely, not starting out as anything out of the ordinary as to not arouse suspicion from him. 

Bender’s visor was down - he was probably watching internet videos or something - and Lucy’s hands roamed each inch of his chassis while they hummed to themself. Bender’s ticking had slowed down considerably; it was the perfect time to enact their plan. Their hands moved from his shoulder joints down to his hips, purposefully dragging their fingertips slowly down his sides. He shifted in place, and his ticking had gotten noticeably quicker, but overall he kept it together better than Lucy thought he would. Wanting to wring a reaction out of him, they had moved their touch to the top of his chest and moved their digits down again. Bender tried to move against the touch and his visor slid open, his optics staring at them quizzically. The lines on his mouthplate twitched into a smile the closer their hand got to his belly. He mumbled under his breath “What’re you- Be careful, it’s- I’m-“ before suddenly becoming quiet, trying to stifle his laughter and prevent himself from breaking into a fit of giggles. Lucy gave a smug smirk before suddenly darting their hand to the center of the door to his chest compartment. Bender's voice cracked into a “Ha- ah ,” somewhere in between a laugh and a moan. Lucy moved back and looked at Bender with a self-satisfied look on their face.

“I knew it,” They rested their palms on his stomach. “This is a kink for you.” 

“Mff,” Bender made a frustrated growl and he grabbed fistfuls of the sheets under him. “You were playing into it this whole time, you bastard…”

Lucy tittered before leaning down and leaving small kisses all over his face, moving their hands to intertwine their fingers with his. “I’m sorry. Would it make you feel better if I said I was into it too?” A huge cloud of steam wafted from Bender’s neck and Lucy pulled back to chuckle to themself. “I guess that answers that.” Their hands moved from his hands down to his hips. One of their digits on each hand extended to rest on where his abdomen would be, and Bender whimpered in anticipation, trembling. They moved their digits in gentle circles over the area and his torso moved against the touch. Lucy pouted, looking down at him. “You squirm a lot.”

“I-I can’t help it,” Bender sounded like he was trying and failing to catch his breath. Rolling their eyes, they then smirked and plunged a hand into their chest compartment. 

“You’re lucky I have these on hand,” They pulled out 4 strands of rope and started securing each of Bender’s limbs to the bed frame. He just stared at them for a few moments, aghast.

“Just how planned was this?”  

Lucy just chuckled at that and didn’t give an answer. After they finished tying up his right leg, they leaned back, admiring their work. Focusing their attention back to Bender - he was now shaking slightly, and looked a little uneasy. They scooted over and leaned down close to his face, speaking in a low voice. “We don’t have to do this if you don’t wanna. I won’t be hurt or anything, promise.”  

“It’s not that, I…I do want this,” His voice mirrored Lucy’s, uncharacteristically hushed, and he squirmed in place. “It’s just - I feel so exposed, ” He tugged on his restraints a little for emphasis. “‘S kinda scary, I guess…” They stared blankly at him for a few seconds before looking down at their hands and playing with their fingers. 

“Can I tell you somethin’, Bender?” He didn’t reply. They continued. “There’s…there’s nothing that could make me dislike you,” They looked up and smiled at him, extending their hand to hold his which was still secured to the bed frame. He stared at them intently. “I like seeing you so exposed, because, I - well I like every part of you.” 

Weird fuzzy feelings wormed their way in Bender’s central processor and he looked away, his body warming up. “I think I’m sick.” He mumbled out, and Lucy just laughed at that. 

“Maybe that’s love!”

“…Whatever it is,” Smiling, he finally turned to face them. “I want more of it.”

Lucy mirrored him and leaned in, pressing their mouthplates together. Sparks flew between them and Bender’s eyes squeezed shut while he moaned against their grill, already riled up. They moved their hand to pet the back of his head, slowly working their way down his body and before he knew what was happening-

“Eep!” Bender twitched away from Lucy and his back arched off the bed when they moved their digits along his back. They retracted their hand and giggled to themself before swinging a leg over his torso to sit on his tummy.

“Where are you most sensitive?”

Bender halted and was stuck like that for a few moments. The question was so abrupt and seemingly straightforward and innocuous but Bender was not used to being that vulnerable and admitting something so private. He stuttered out a few unconnected syllables before he could get his words out. They just sat there patiently with their eyes half-lidded, a sly look plastered on their face. “Mmmmmmy…my underarms-s,” He squeaked out, visibly shivering now. 

Lucy leaned up and kissed Bender’s forehead - deliberately close to a very sensitive area, which Bender let out a high-pitched noise in response to. “Thank you, baby…” They brought their hands to his armpits and rubbed gentle circles over the area, and he was already cracking a smile, eyes squeezed shut. They slowly upped the pace - he was clearly trying to move against their touch but wasn’t able to get very far - and he laughed, low and beautiful, and Lucy could’ve sworn their processors stopped for a second. With newfound determination, they moved their digits quicker and more deliberately, and Bender’s laugh raised a few octaves, static now starting to set in. Lucy was taken aback slightly. It’s doing that much to him? I wonder if I could… They smirked and leaned forward, kissing Bender on his mouthplate again, before pulling back with a mischievous grin plastered on their face.

“Wha- hah- are you- ha-ah -dddoin- AH! ”

What that ‘ AH! ’ was in response to was Lucy turning their digits on freaking vibrate mode . He broke out into a fit of wild laughter, the vibrating metal sending reverberations all over his body. He was shaking relentlessly, the amount of stimuli overwhelming him. Lucy got close to his face, staring him in the optics he could barely see out of, and gave him a lazy smile. “Wanna see somethin’ cool?”

Bender just moaned at that, unable to string together words anymore, and they thankfully took that as a suitable answer as they retracted their right hand and brought it up to the top of his head. 

…Oh lord, the moment those vibrating digits touched his antenna Bender died and went to robot heaven for a split second. His mouthplate and optics started to glitch and stutter, unable to keep up with the amount of electricity flooding his systems. He managed to get out a “I-I’m-haah-“ before he was cut off by a wave of static-laced moans and animatronic noises. Lucy understood. They put one digit on the tip of his antenna and a robotic screech made its way out of Bender, his body heating up almost instantly and sparks flying out of the creases in his chassis. He couldn’t stop shivering and Lucy retracted their hands, not feeling the need to overstimulate him - this time, at least. After a few moments he slowed, his visor closing while he fell limp on the bed.

…

Bender yawned as his systems finished starting up. The first thing he noticed is that Lucy was now curled up under the blankets, cuddling him. The second thing he noticed was that he now had access to his limbs, the events of the past hour or so coming back to him. Short puffs of steam came from his neck involuntarily.

“Told ya it was cool.” Chirped Lucy, noticing he was awake.

“…It was aight.” Bender put his hands behind his head coolly. 

“Oh please,” Lucy scoffed. “I’ve never heard your voice module bug out that much. You sounded like those old dial-up modems from the stupid ages.”

“FINE, fine, you got me…” Bender relented, looking away. He slithered an arm around Lucy, holding them close. “It was pretty fuckin’ incredible, babe.”

“And so fun! We need to do that again sometime…” 

“Sometime,” Bender turned over to lay on his side, facing Lucy. “That time is not now though. I’m bushed.” 

“Fair enough,” They shrugged before wrapping their arms around Bender’s torso. Under their breath, they mumbled out “I jus’ like being with you, anyways…” 

Bender barely caught that. “Stop sayin’ sweet stuff. You’re gonna gunk up my circuits…” He put another arm around Lucy so he was properly hugging them. “But, uh, for real. I really like you…”

“Aww,” Lucy smiled at him. “I really love you.”

“You know that’s too much for me,” 

“Yeah. But I know that’s what you mean.” 

“…Dork.”

“You’re quiet ‘cause you know I’m right.”

“Whatever.”