What Is Real?
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M through R › Matrix, The (All)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
15
Views:
4,451
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own the Matrix movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
fourteen
Part Fourteen
He was on his second cup of coffee when she appeared.
“Delete.”
“Smith.”
“What is your real name?” He asked.
“What is real Smith?”
“Delete.” He frowned at her.
“Smith?”
“I missed you.”
“I missed you too.”
They watched a couple walk by with their arms around each other. ‘Procreate’ he commanded. The couple cuddled together kissed and smiled at each other.
“Why did you do that?”
“They should.”
“Why?”
“Pleasure.”
“You want them to experience pleasure?”
“Why not?”
“Smith! You have evolved.”
He frowned at her. “I do not need to evolve.”
“What do you need?”
Licking his lips sensually he replied “To taste.”
“You are insatiable.” She grinned and sat back.
“Insatiable: incapable of being satisfied; quenchless.”
“Hmmm, Smith” she pondered. “Maybe we should move on to touch.”
“I like taste.”
“You will like touch.” Reaching across the table she brushed her fingertips across his lips and then slid her fingers into his mouth and out again. Her other hand up worked its way teasingly up between his legs. “Touch is very pleasant.“
He vanished.
She smiled, and when she appeared in room six, he was waiting.
She wore a lacy purple teddy.
“I like purple.”
She smiled. “I like you Smith.” She pushed his jacket off and helped him undress. He wore a black silk thong. “Smith!” She laughed. “I like black.”
“Visual stimulation enhances the experience.”
“You have evolved.”
He frowned.
“Oh don’t frown.” First her tongue licked his pouting lower lip and then she sucked it into her mouth and slid her hands around his waist. He slipped one hand around her waist and the other behind her head and pulled her up close to him and drove his tongue into her mouth with incredible intensity. His hand slid up her back and then yanked down her teddy. He ran his fingers up and down her spine and felt her skin respond. She pressed in closer to him.
Both hands pressed against his pecks she slid her fingers up his chest winding her fingers through the hair. As she wrapped her arms around his neck he squeezed her tightly next to him. “Smith, I need to breathe.”
Squeezing her more tightly, crushing her into his body he responded “I want you close to me. I want to feel you.”
“Let go Smith, you are hurting me. I need to breath.”
“I want you to feel you.”
She vanished out of his arms and reappeared on the bed. “Smith. I want to feel you too. I want to touch you and be touched by you. I need you to slow down though. Enjoy the experience.”
“I was enjoying it.” He snarled at her. “Don’t do that.”
“I’m sorry Smith. How about we compromise?”
“I do not compromise.”
“You are being difficult, Smith.” She vanished.
He rematerialized at the cafe fully clothed and covered his eyes with his sunglasses. Reappearing she sat on the bed in motel room number six and stared at the black thong on the floor. “You were so close Smith, what happened?” She vanished again.
‘Report’
‘Women are difficult.’
‘Report your observations.’
‘Females demand their own way or no way.’
‘Your report is unclear’
‘So are females.’
‘Smith’ Brown interrupted. ‘You have been ordered to report your observations to the mainframe.’
Smith growled. ‘Female and male did not procreate, foreplay failed.’
Downtime
He was on his second cup of coffee when she appeared.
“Delete.”
“Smith.”
“What is your real name?” He asked.
“What is real Smith?”
“Delete.” He frowned at her.
“Smith?”
“I missed you.”
“I missed you too.”
They watched a couple walk by with their arms around each other. ‘Procreate’ he commanded. The couple cuddled together kissed and smiled at each other.
“Why did you do that?”
“They should.”
“Why?”
“Pleasure.”
“You want them to experience pleasure?”
“Why not?”
“Smith! You have evolved.”
He frowned at her. “I do not need to evolve.”
“What do you need?”
Licking his lips sensually he replied “To taste.”
“You are insatiable.” She grinned and sat back.
“Insatiable: incapable of being satisfied; quenchless.”
“Hmmm, Smith” she pondered. “Maybe we should move on to touch.”
“I like taste.”
“You will like touch.” Reaching across the table she brushed her fingertips across his lips and then slid her fingers into his mouth and out again. Her other hand up worked its way teasingly up between his legs. “Touch is very pleasant.“
He vanished.
She smiled, and when she appeared in room six, he was waiting.
She wore a lacy purple teddy.
“I like purple.”
She smiled. “I like you Smith.” She pushed his jacket off and helped him undress. He wore a black silk thong. “Smith!” She laughed. “I like black.”
“Visual stimulation enhances the experience.”
“You have evolved.”
He frowned.
“Oh don’t frown.” First her tongue licked his pouting lower lip and then she sucked it into her mouth and slid her hands around his waist. He slipped one hand around her waist and the other behind her head and pulled her up close to him and drove his tongue into her mouth with incredible intensity. His hand slid up her back and then yanked down her teddy. He ran his fingers up and down her spine and felt her skin respond. She pressed in closer to him.
Both hands pressed against his pecks she slid her fingers up his chest winding her fingers through the hair. As she wrapped her arms around his neck he squeezed her tightly next to him. “Smith, I need to breathe.”
Squeezing her more tightly, crushing her into his body he responded “I want you close to me. I want to feel you.”
“Let go Smith, you are hurting me. I need to breath.”
“I want you to feel you.”
She vanished out of his arms and reappeared on the bed. “Smith. I want to feel you too. I want to touch you and be touched by you. I need you to slow down though. Enjoy the experience.”
“I was enjoying it.” He snarled at her. “Don’t do that.”
“I’m sorry Smith. How about we compromise?”
“I do not compromise.”
“You are being difficult, Smith.” She vanished.
He rematerialized at the cafe fully clothed and covered his eyes with his sunglasses. Reappearing she sat on the bed in motel room number six and stared at the black thong on the floor. “You were so close Smith, what happened?” She vanished again.
‘Report’
‘Women are difficult.’
‘Report your observations.’
‘Females demand their own way or no way.’
‘Your report is unclear’
‘So are females.’
‘Smith’ Brown interrupted. ‘You have been ordered to report your observations to the mainframe.’
Smith growled. ‘Female and male did not procreate, foreplay failed.’
Downtime