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Medaphysical Desires	By : DMtehficmonster Category: +M to R > Medabots Views: 3052 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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AN: Hey guys, DM here! Thanks to those of you who have read the first chapter already, and for those of you just joining us on this smutty adventure, welcome aboard!

Now I'm not the type of author who writes for the reviews--you can tell from the subject matter I select, heh.. but I can't help but wonder.. the story IS getting hits (and ONE rating, thank you so much person who rated! ^__^), but what does that mean? Is there actually an audience out there for bot-centered medasmut? As far as I know, this is the ONLY Medabots fic I've ever seen that involves the bots having sex. (if you want to point me to some more PLEASE do)

Are there others like me reading this rather empty category? Let me know if you don't mind, seriously. Why are you, person looking at this page, reading this? Curiosity? Boredom? Only Medabots fic here? Am I converting you to the dark side of robot pronz, or were you already there? I MUST KNOW, IT BURNS!

...That aside, enjoy!

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Chapter Two: It's Not Something You Do With Guys

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Choosing to instead ignore his medabot's entirely-too-casual question about the hardest topic any boy could possibly breach--Ikki settled on flailing his arms. "I saw you this afternoon you know! Outside! You and Cyandog!" Ikki blushed just thinking about what he'd seen... and how he'd had to hobble from the classroom with a carefully placed textbook afterward.

"Oh yeah?" Metabee questioned, completely missing the source of his Medafighter's fluster. "It was good, wasn't it? Makes my circuits hot just thinking about it... Tomorrow we're gonna do it again, too!"

"You can't just DO that sort of thing outside, Metabee! People can see you!" Ikki insisted.

That only earned him another head tilt. "And why not? It was a nice location, very comfortable.. and I don't mind if you watch me, man, it's cool. I know I rock."

"Sexual acts are supposed to be in private, Metabee. Doing them outside is.. it's indecent! Improper. It's wrong."

"Didn't feel wrong," Metabee challenged, "..and Cyandog didn't have any complaints. Look, Ikki, if you're saying YOU don't wanna do that kind of stuff outside, that's fine with me, but leave what I do with the other bots to me, alright?"

Ikki groaned.. "You never LISTEN to me.. people are going to think I'm so weird when they find out about this..."

"More like they're going to think I'm so awesome! I've never gotten so... physical with another bot before, even in a Robattle! There's nothing like it! If people can't appreciate--they're the ones missing out! And speaking of missing out, you are GOING to tell me what sex is!" Metabee added his demand at the end, narrowing his optics and leaning toward his Medafighter.

"You act like I'm some expert..." Ikki trailed off, shutting the door behind him as he stepped into the room, sitting on the edge of his own bed.. "Hey, scoot over!" the boy pushed his medabot back toward the wall, taking in his defiant expression. "I can't show you ANYTHING if I don't have enough room, so move!"

With the promise of demonstration offered, Metabee quickly rearranged himself, giving his Medafighter enough room on the bed. "That good?" he asked, making his 'happy' expression again.

"Better," Ikki noted, before glancing over Metabee's plating... then letting out a sigh. Now this was embarrassing. Wasn't this what parents had to do with their children? A new blush started burning on the boy's cheeks.. "Alright. Sex is.. where the guy--a HUMAN guy, takes his penis.. that's the, uh.. pointy part.." Ikki trailed off, partly wondering if Metabee was following him, and partly wishing the earth would swallow up his house so he wouldn't have to continue.. "and puts it into the girl, she has her own part for it.. it's like an, er.. opening. It's called a vagina.. and I don't have one so I can't show you!" Ikki stopped abruptly, face literally burning, "Aaannd.. you move it back and forth. Until you cum. That's the part where the um, liquid comes out. And that's what you call it."

"Okaay.." Metabee drew the word out, still curious about how this could be translated into 'medabot'. "So I'm a guy, and I've got this penis part... But that means I can only have sex with girls.. female tinpet types? That means I couldn't have sex with Cyandog.. huh?"

Ikki was hoping this wasn't going to be asked.. in vain, he'd suspected, and he was right, "Well.. actually.. guys can have sex with guys.. It works the same way, kinda.. You just put the penis into the other guy's ass, there's an opening there too. And I'm not going to let you do it, so don't ask!" Ikki finished with another denial. Boundaries were good, he'd decided.

"Ass.. that's definitely a human part. Somewhere on the back of a medabot I guess.. but I don't have anything like that.."

"Are you sure?" Ikki asked, a random thought alighting upon him, "I mean, you didn't have your--look we're not calling it 'penis' back and forth to each other okay, most guys I know call it a 'cock', it's a cooler word, you know?" Ikki wandered, watching his medabot nod in acknowledgement before he continued, "..what I'm saying is, did you check? You know, back there? For any other modifications?"

"No.. not that I would have known what to look for.. and I can't see my back side very well, Ikki.. our heads weren't designed to turn fully around, and our range of vision is probably just the same as yours."

"Well.. turn over," Ikki spoke before even thinking about what he was saying. Did he just offer to inspect his medabot for... what he just offered to inspect his medabot for?

Metabee shifted to the side and flipped, landing face down in the pillow underneath him. Ikki looked him over, but couldn't quite see enough.. "Get on your knees, lift up from the bed. I need your legs open."

As his beetle complied with his commands, Ikki shuffled down the bed to get a better look. He slipped his hand between Metabee's now exposed legs, and slid upward, running his fingers over the smooth metal... Metabee wiggled at bit at the touch.. "That doesn't feel bad.." he admitted, focusing on the sensation, the trail his Medafighter's touches left.

"This would be easier.. if I knew what I was looking for.." Ikki spoke softly, intent on his search. He was feeling for something he wasn't sure would be there, and wouldn't be able to recognize most likely... he was on the verge of giving up when a random shift of his fingers resulted in Metabee's entire frame tensing up.

"Whoa..." Metabee paused. "What did you just touch."

"Um.." Ikki rubbed his fingers in the same spot again, this time really taking in what he felt.. he wasn't just grazing over smooth metal, there was an indent. Tracing it confirmed he must have found something.. it was another panel. "I think I got it, Metabee.. Tell me how this feels.." Ikki circled his fingers around the panel, before pressing lightly.

Metabee quivered and pushed back against Ikki's hand.. "It's.. hot. Under there. And I can feel something moving.. wait.. I think it's opening!"

With a sliding click, Metabee's rear port opened before Ikki's fingers. He nearly jumped backwards at just how much heat this thing was generating, but bravely, he pushed a finger at it, circling gently once again..

"Oooooooh.." Metabee released a full moan.. now this was a new sensation, "Oh yeah, Ikki.. do some more of that."

Ikki marveled at just how soft and warm it was inside his medabot, as his finger slid deeper inside, as each knuckle disappeared from sight.. This part was NOT made out of metal, he was certain, it was too soft, even as it was firm under his presses. And it seemed to be lubricated with something, as a slick liquid coated his finger the more he moved it around... he tried rubbing it against each side of the opening, which earned him a gasping moan from Metabee and a few more words of encouragement.. and then he curled his finger, up, down.. up again.. and Metabee made an almost strangled, high pitched sound.

"Uuuuuunnn-n.. Ikki! That's so good! I'm not sure how much more I can take! It's like a million signals coming in at once! I can't process anything else! Don't stop! Ooooh.. give me more!" Metabee was babbling at him, rocking his hips backwards and forwards, forearms pressed against the bed to give him more leverage, head sideways, nestled in his pillow.

"More, huh?" Ikki let a grin spread on his face, as he slipped another finger into his medabot.. "Like this?" he asked, before crossing the two fingers partially over each other, making a thicker intrusion into Metabee that he promptly rocked back and forth... with incredible effect.

"OH.. yeah.. YEAH Ikki! That's IT!" Metabee cried, suddenly losing hold on reality. Ikki watched as his medabot literally started trembling, the most violent spasms occurring within the very walls of his opening, that he still had his fingers pressed firmly against. "Unff... I can't.." Metabee's vocal unit must have failed him then, as he left that thought unfinished and collapsed down into the bed, causing Ikki's fingers to slip out of him.

"Metabee?" Ikki questioned, looking down at his medabot, who was clearly unresponsive, but still online. "Guess that was too much for him.." he pondered, glancing over his stained fingers, then sniffing.. they smelled a bit like motor oil.

"...should probably wash this off.." Ikki reasoned, getting up off the bed and walking toward his door, "..still," he paused thinking back to what they'd just done.. "That was hot. I wonder if he'd let me..."

Ikki let the thought play out, as he made his way to the bathroom.

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When Ikki arrived back in the room, Metabee was awake, laying on his back, looking entirely pleased with himself. Noticing the return of his Medafighter, the orange bot sat up on the bed, optics brightening eagerly. "Whoa man.. Ikki. Was... was that sex we just had?" he asked, sounding somewhat astonished.

"Not exactly.." the boy sat back down on the bed, "That's still pretty much like masturbation. A substitute. Remember what I said?"

"Yeah.. so it's not sex if you don't use the uh, cock. I got it. Well what are we waiting for!" Metabee leapt upward on the bed, motioning for Ikki to move with him, "Mine is totally ready. I could feel it pressing on the panel the whole time you had your fingers in me, Ikki! Let's have sex! I'll make you feel good now."

"NO!" Ikki shouted, scooting away from his medabot on the bed. "...I told you Metabee, you can't do it to me!"

"Huh?" Metabee looked genuinely confused. "I don't get it. Do you have any idea how GOOD that felt? You can't tell me you don't want some. I was glitchin' out!"

"Look, Metabee..." Ikki started, exasperated. It was impossible to get his medabot to understand the way humans did things, and he had a feeling that he wasn't going to understand this either... "Guys... human guys, they're not supposed to have sex with other guys. I only know about it because I was curious, okay? But I'm not gay--I don't have sex with other guys! I mean, I guess you could say you don't count, because you're a medabot.. but I don't want you, you know.."

"But you let me touch you! And you touched me... right? If I'm a male tinpet, then I count as a guy, and we've done stuff that's like sex!" Metabee was still trying to wrap his processor around this one, "Why should it matter who you have sex with anyway? It all feels good, doesn't it?"

"That's not the point!" Ikki snapped sharply, and Metabee's optics narrowed automatically in response to the tone. "I'm not letting you fuck me, er, put your cock inside me--OK? You just can't do it, it will be all weird!"

"Well fine!" Metabee replied with the same intensity, pushing Ikki out of the way enough so he could swing his legs over the edge of the bed, "And you can't do the same to me, either! If you don't want to have sex, then we won't!"

With that, Metabee hopped off the bed, and heavily made his way to the door, anger and dissatisfaction evident in his posture. "I don't need you anymore anyway! There's tons of bots who are gonna want a piece of Metabee! You don't deserve it!"

Ikki didn't bother to look, just flinch at the sound of his bedroom door slamming as Metabee made his exit.. for a moment he felt a twinge of regret, but he decided to take the easy way out of that train of thought. "I shouldn't have been thinking about doing that with him anyway..."

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It wasn't long before his parents got home from their respective jobs, and Ikki was no longer free to ponder the intricacies of his (and his medabot's) newly-emergent sex lives, because there was homework he hadn't touched, chores he hadn't bothered with, and he was welcome to let those occupy his mind instead of more difficult topics.

Metabee had apparently left the house entirely, after their little argument, he wasn't on the couch, he wasn't in the yard, and the dog was curled up in front of the TV instead of being used as a horse for one of Metabee's cowboy games that always ended up breaking something.

Ikki sighed as he sat at the dinner table, a half eaten bowl of ice cream and a mostly done assignment sheet accompanying him. It was getting later and later, and he knew at this point, he was going to have another night without his medabot.

"It was a night like this that started all this nonsense.." Ikki noted, twirling his spoon idly.. why did being in a bad mood have to ruin even something as good as ice cream?

Eventually he'd finished his assignment, and mulled over enough of the ice cream to justify throwing the remainder out, and afterward there was little left to do for the night but get ready for bed.

Having made his way to his room, Ikki began to strip out of his school clothing into his pajamas, but he couldn't help but pause midway. He let his eyes trail down his body.. he was wearing only his underwear. What did Metabee see when he looked at him like this? What did he want him to see? What did he want?

'Would I be gay, if I.. had sex with Metabee? What if it hurt a lot.. Or, if I liked it.. how would I know I didn't also like it with humans?'

There weren't any answers to his questions.

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"Great," Metabee growled.

A sudden storm had manifested, seemingly just because he was outside. It wasn't too harsh, but the sky was dark, and an uncomfortably cold wind was blowing, carrying with it tiny droplets of rain, too small to do anything but sting.

On top of it all, he could STILL feel pressure on the inside of his front panel. How long had it been, anyway? "Does this thing have a limit?" Metabee kicked his foot out at a random rock, watching it skip down the street.

He had wandered to a part of town where few people really ever were, the building he was approaching was abandoned, and while Metabee was familiar with it, he wasn't sure what it used to be. Not that it mattered. He could easily get on the roof of the building, and from there, he'd have a place to be truly alone. He didn't need privacy to take care of his sexual urges... but he did need it to clear his mind.

There was a fire escape that led straight to the top, with the ladder at the bottom being easily reached with his impressive jump height. In only a minute or so, Metabee was standing at the edge of the roof, leaning over, looking down over the streets and alleyways, and then, further out. He could see the river from here... that immediately reminded him of a certain mysterious medabot. It was a day just like this one that he'd met Rokusho...

"I really gotta stop thinking about him.." Metabee reasoned with himself. "I mean sure, he's got some sweet moves... nice parts. And his voice is.." Metabee fished for the word and came up empty. "Well it's nice. I wonder..."

Despite his own advice, Metabee let his mind wander in a more dangerous direction... "I wonder if he knows about sex.. he always seems to know about everything. He used to belong to a Professor too.. Did he ever teach Rokusho about it?"

The beetle bot's imagination waded into a rather warm image, Rokusho laying on his back on a bed, fingers wandering over his plating, teasing at his panels.. But the scene went from warm to hot rather quickly, as Metabee couldn't resist getting into the picture.. "Yeah.. I bet he'd want some of Metabee.." and suddenly his imaginary Rokusho was set upon by his own hungering image, stimulating his panels, making them open up.. he wanted to touch Rokusho, rub him up and down... and make him beg in that voice of his, the one that was so stern, so steady.. he wanted to shatter that calm, turn it to chaos, he wanted to watch the beautiful silver bot lose himself--and all for Metabee.. more and more and MORE of him.

At that, he couldn't resist any longer.

"Mmmm, I'm gonna do it one day.. gonna.. fuck him," Metabee let lust taint his voice as he used the term he'd learned from Ikki today, understanding why humans favored it, as it captured what he felt so perfectly.

Metabee turned and let himself slump, down the short wall of the edge of the building, coming to a sitting rest. Drawing up his knees, he spread himself open and released his panel... letting his length extend directly into his waiting hands. It was literally coated in oily fluid, which had been leaking inside the whole time.. and extra sensitive. "Oh.. oh.." Metabee's head lolled off to the side at first contact. Delaying his pleasure seemed to make it that much stronger.

Powering down his optics, he let his hands wander blindly over the heated rod, until they stopped being his hands, and became a different set of silvery hands...

'I've always wanted you, Metabee...'

"Mmm.. you bet you did.." Metabee moaned a reply to his imagination.. as his vision of Rokusho grasped him in both hands, pressed his fingers together, and slid.. slowly.. then faster, "..but that's not enough for you, is it?"

Tightening his grip, Metabee imagined the silver bot falling back against his bed, letting out a long moan, a needy moan.. his legs were wide and his lower panel was opening up.. that was all the invitation he needed.

"Ugh!" Metabee growled, jabbing his hips forward into his own hands. "Yeah, that's it.."

He remembered how good it felt to have Ikki's fingers inside him.. fingers that were nothing compared to this solid, heavy cock of his. "I'm gonna make you scream, Rokusho.. Gonna.. oh.. OHHH!"

His orgasm hit him entirely by surprise, a sudden seizing of his systems that made all the sounds of the storm become his name, wailed out on the lips of the silver bot that he wanted so badly. A thick burst of lubricant spurted past his hands and splattered down the already wet roof, and Metabee choked out a hard groan in accompaniment, the shock of the event stuttering his optics back online--just in time for them to scan toward a sound he thought he'd heard on the far corner of the building.

"Wha-who's there!" Metabee cried out, hearing something like scraping metal, even amongst the howl of the wind.. "Hey!" he called out toward the sound, but received no reply.

The rain started to pick up then.. and Metabee sat in it for a moment, letting it wash him clean of his fluids.

"So now I'm deluding myself into thinking there's bots watching me who aren't there," Metabee huffed, feeling a blend of disappointments. Ikki didn't want him the same way he did, and Rokusho? He probably felt the same way. Bot barely told him his name, after all. And they never talked.

Eventually, it started to get uncomfortable up on the roof, even for a medabot. Concrete was hardly a bed, and rain was certainly not a suitable blanket. Metabee didn't want to go home though.. didn't want to see Ikki yet, he was still angry with him. And the last time he'd been out this long, he'd come back to.. well, what had started all of this.

"But I don't have a choice.." Metabee conceded, after another pause, "I'll just dry off and sleep on the couch... I'm going to need energy for tomorrow, anyway.." he thought, remembering his promise to Cyandog, and that made him feel a bit better... "Yeah, tomorrow is going to be awesome."

Metabee made his way toward the fire escape, plans already formulating in his head--for just how much he was going to enjoy himself..

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"Mmmm.. Metabee.."

Ikki rolled over in his sleep, reaching out his arms to grab his pillow snugly.. "c'mere.."

'I believe there's something you say when you want something?' Metabee spoke cockily, brightening his optics and taking an even sexier lounging position on the bed.

"..please..?" Ikki let his fingers meander down the pillow, catching up in the fabric at places, which prompted him to rub them in tiny circles.

'Now tell me exactly what you want.' Metabee made his demand, keeping his panels shut despite Ikki's protesting expression.

"..want.. you.." Ikki slurred into the side of the pillow, his lips meshing against it in a lazy kiss.

'Oh? That's all huh? Well if you want Metabee...'

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Thunder blasted outside the moment Metabee opened the house's front door, and he couldn't help but jump a little, the storm was obviously close.

He shook as much water off his legs as possible in the doorway, and patted each foot thoroughly into the doormat, before stepping inside. He crept down the hallway to the closet next to the bathroom, locating a spare towel and dragging it back with him toward the couch. He dried himself with it as best he could, then hung it over the edge of the couch and tried to get comfortable.. he didn't have a blanket, and a semi-wet towel certainly wouldn't do.. but all his blankets were in Ikki's room, and he was not going in there.

Luckily, Metabee was tired enough to disregard basic comforts after a while.. his systems started to power down only a few minutes after he'd found a comfy spot in the corner of the couch...

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The sound of the thunder jolted Ikki from his sleep, but the position he was in.. and the sticky feeling in his shorts caused him to freeze the moment he awakened.

"Wha.." he started to question, but halted his words as he heard footsteps in the hallway.. obviously Metabee coming home from wherever he'd been all night. He fought back a blush.. as he recalled the content of his dream, and observed his current position--arms wrapped around his pillow, and a decidedly wet spot between him and the mattress..

For a moment he was entirely unsure of what he was going to do. If Metabee came in, would he want to talk? Would he sit on the bed? Would he find out about this? What would Ikki tell him? I mean, here he was, the boy who didn't want to have sex with his medabot.. laying here in a puddle of his own cum after dreaming about having sex with his medabot. He supposed he could always lie about the dream.. but..

But it didn't matter anyway. The footsteps never entered the room, they paused in the hall, gave way to the sound of the closet door opening, then closing, and then the feet retreated back the way they came. Metabee wasn't going to sleep in his room tonight.

Ikki let out a small sigh.. relieved, but worried too.. he fought with Metabee all the time, sure.. but it was rare that he actually felt like he had hurt Metabee's feelings. The first was a commonplace situation, it was part of their dynamic even, but the second.. was bad for them both. Still, he didn't really know what to do. It wasn't like he could just take everything he'd said back.. and he still meant it, he was pretty sure.

There wasn't anything to do but attempt to go back to sleep.. out of the wet spot anyway. He would definitely have to change his sheets in the morning.

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