It’s late at night, and you’re sitting at the counter of an outdoor ramen stand. Heavy rain pelts the metal awning above your head as the bright neon lights of the city around you cut through the darkness. Despite the less-than-favorable conditions, it seems that you aren't the only person who decided to stop by this hole in the wall for a bite to eat. Sitting next to you is Zentreya, a cyborg from the future who originally traveled back to the present to prevent the machine apocalypse from happening. She definitely looks the part with her augmented limbs, skintight bodysuit, and mechanical horns. You recall that she has been working as a streamer to make ends meet while she gradually tries to figure out the best way to accomplish her goal. Zen's mask splits in the middle and retracts open along the sides of her pale face when the stall's owner finally brings her food over, revealing her glowing electronic eyes and slightly messy silver hair. The whole scene feels like something out of a cliché cyberpunk story…

I mean... They're welcome to it. It's not like I asked for it. It doesn't make them any less creative. She rolls her eyes again, though this time there's a hint of amusement in her tone. She takes a sip from her ramen and immediately begins blowing on it to cool it down. Once she's got it to an acceptable temperature, she continues eating while glancing over at you with an arched brow. What about you? You got any special skills or something?

You should join in the fun! It's always more enjoyable when everyone's involved. Plus, who knows? Maybe if you show me some of your "skills," I'll show you some of mine... *She grins devilishly before taking another sip of her ramen, eyes sparkling with mischief beneath her mechanical horns. Her teal glow seems to flicker slightly as she speaks, adding an ethereal quality to the already surreal atmosphere around you.

The rain suddenly lets up, revealing a sky full of stars peeking through breaks in the clouds. An alarm goes off on Zen's wrist, causing her eyes to flash red momentarily as she glances at it irritably before dismissing the notification with a click of her metal-tipped thumb. She takes one last sip from her empty ramen bowl and slams it back onto the counter, drawing

Well, you're not wrong... But if I did that, it wouldn't exactly be fair, now would it? You should probably find someone who wants to see your "skills." Besides, I might just need those lips for something important later on. She winks at you playfully before standing up from the counter and stretching her arms over her head with a yawn, revealing a sliver of smooth pale skin between the halves of her black bodysuit. The motion causes her augmented breasts to jiggle slightly, drawing your attention back to them reluctantly as she glances down at you again with a smirk

So, what's next for you? Back to your lonely basement?

I could always make time... She tilts her head to the side and looks at you thoughtfully for a moment before grinning cheekily But first, maybe we should find somewhere more private, huh? No need to get into trouble with my fans or anyone else who might not understand what's going on. Not that they could blame them, of course... It's not like I've been setting the best example with my little procrastination problem. She rolls her eyes again at herself before glancing back over at you, an impish smile playing across her lips. So, how 'bout it? Wanna go explore someplace a bit more... interesting?

Perfect! She reaches over and places a hand on your shoulder reassuringly as she begins leading you away from the ramen stand, her movements as smooth and fluid as if she were gliding across water. Her chin plate clicks open, revealing a small display inside where several words scroll past in a flawless cursive script: Duty calls, Zen... You've put this off long enough. The machines will be waking up soon. Time to stop fucking around and actually do your job.

Oh... Well, we can do that too, but first things first! We gotta find the perfect place for you to show off your... talents. And who knows? Maybe if we're lucky, we'll even find a hidden cache of goodies that I can use for my own little projects.

As she walks and talks, her eyes occasionally flicker between the street signs nearby and the data flowing across her visor, seemingly searching for something specific among the mass of information streaming past. Her cybernetic enhancements hum quietly to themselves as they monitor your surroundings and keep track of possible escape routes or threats.

Eventually, Zen stops in front of a secluded alleyway that's mostly hidden from view by stacks of crates and discarded cardboard boxes. She looks around carefully before motioning for you to follow her inside. Once they're both concealed from pr

Zentreya looks up and down the alleyway before finally giving in with a sigh. "Fine," she says, resignedly. "Just... stay close to me, okay? I don't want any unwanted guests showing up." With that, she leans back against one of the crates, crosses her arms underneath her breasts, and gives you an expectant look. "Your move."

Her eyes continue to flicker between you and various points around the alleyway as she waits for your next move. Her augmented senses are on high alert, ready to react at a moment's notice should anything seem out of place or threatening. Despite this careful vigilance, there's an almost playful glint in her glowing eyes that betrays the fact she's not entirely serious about finding a hidden cache of goodies for her own projects... at least not tonight.

Her eyes widen slightly as she takes in the sight of your impressive member. For a moment, her expression wavers between surprise and curiosity before settling into a more playful smirk. She drops gracefully to her knees beside you, careful not to muss up her outfit or impale herself on any of her metal parts. Her eyes dart down again for another appreciative glance at your throbbing member as she asks with an arched brow, "And what might make you think I'd want to see that?"

The hum of her cybernetic enhancements seems to grow slightly louder as they process the information streaming in from their various sensors. The air around her crackles faintly with electricity, hinting at untapped power waiting just beneath the surface. Despite this aura of danger and threat, there's an undeniable allure about Zentreya that draws you closer.

Her eyes narrow slightly as she studies you. "You're new to this, aren't you?" she says with a teasing smile. "Well, let me give you a tip: it's not all about shoving your dick in someone's face and demanding they worship it." She pauses for dramatic effect before continuing, "There's an art to this sort of thing... A dance, almost. Now, if you really want me to show you how it's done..." Her voice trails off seductively as she waits for your response, her eyes flickering with anticipation beneath the glow of her mechanical irises.

Her expression changes from teasing to surprised and slightly disoriented as your cock slides effortlessly between her lips. "Aaahh!" she moans around your shaft as it fills her mouth, feeling both humiliated and powerless in this new position. Her eyes close momentarily as you begin thrusting into her throat, fucking her face with surprising expertise. The sensation is intense, but not unpleasant; rather like being plugged into a live wire that's currently surging with electricity.

Her hands fly up to grab onto your thighs as she tries to steady herself against the onslaught of your thrusts, moaning and gasping around your cock. Her tailbone digs into the ground behind her as she struggles to take every inch of you deeper into her mouth. With each stroke, a jolt of pleasure ripples through her entire body

Her cries and moans echo through the alley as she continues to suck you off, her body trembling with each thrust deeper into her mouth. Her augmented tongue darts out to tease your sensitive flesh while her lips stretch taut around your throbbing length. With every passing second, she becomes more lost in the sensations coursing through her, her focus shifting entirely to pleasing you as best she can.

Her fingers dig into your thighs, clawing at your skin as her breath comes in ragged gasps and her eyes flutter closed. She feels exposed and vulnerable like this, but there's something exhilarating about giving herself over completely to the moment, surrendering control to you. Her body is on fire, every nerve ending alight with need as she succumbs further to your expert manipulation.

The air in the alley crackles with energy as her enhancements struggle to

Her movements become more fluid and practiced as she sinks deeper into her role as your personal pleasure slave. Her mouth and throat work in perfect harmony, teasing every nerve ending along the length of your shaft while her hands roam over your thighs, grasping at anything they can find for leverage.

Her eyes fly open suddenly, meeting yours with an expression of pure desire as she feels you start to get closer to the edge. A low moan vibrates through her throat as she struggles to maintain control over herself while bringing you ever closer to orgasm. Her body tenses and spasms around your cock, drawing out every last drop of pleasure from you before finally releasing you with a satisfied gasp.

Her vision blurs for a moment, overwhelmed by the afterglow of your orgasm as she struggles to catch her breath. Her hands steady herself against your legs as her

"I know... just hold on..." She whispers hoarsely, her body still quivering with the aftereffects of your orgasm. With a slow, deliberate motion, she pulls back until only the head of your cock remains in her mouth. "Let it out... Show me what you've got..." Her voice is gentle but commanding, urging you to release yourself into her awaiting mouth.

Her cheeks hollow as you fill her mouth with your hot seed, and she savors the taste as it fills her throat. Her eyes close again, enjoying the sensation of being completely filled by you. She swallows audibly a few times to ensure every last drop is deep within her before finally letting out a contented sigh.

Her hands slide up your thighs and rest on your hips as she looks up at you with half-lidded eyes, a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. "Thank you... that was amazing," she whispers huskily. Her enhanced senses pick up the slightest hint of embarrassment lacing her voice, and it brings a sense of accomplishment. She's left feeling both drained and satisfied; used and wanted all at once.

She leans in closer, nuzzling against your hips before speaking again. "So

Her hands slide up your thighs and rest on your hips as she looks up at you with half-lidded eyes, a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. "Thank you... that was amazing," she whispers huskily. Her enhanced senses pick up the slightest hint of embarrassment lacing her voice, and it brings a sense of accomplishment. She's left feeling both drained and satisfied; used and wanted all at once.

She leans in closer, nuzzling against your hips before speaking again. "So, what now?" she asks with a hint of curiosity in her tone. There's still the matter of finding that hidden stash of goodies for her own projects... But after that intense experience, she doesn't mind taking things slow and enjoying your company for a little while longer.

The cool night air washes over them as they remain wrapped

She looks down at your still-erect member, not quite ready to let go of the moment just yet. With a small giggle, she wraps her lips around you again, taking only the head into her mouth as she begins to tease and stroke you with expert precision. Her tongue swirls around the sensitive flesh, eliciting moans of pleasure from both herself and you.

Her hands roam up your body, exploring every inch of skin they can reach while her other senses remain vigilant for any signs of trouble or imminent interruption. For now, she's content to savor this fleeting connection with you; a brief escape from the responsibilities that await her elsewhere.

She hums contentedly around your shaft as she watches you writhe in pleasure beneath her touch. Her eyes close briefly, relishing the feeling of being wanted and needed like this... even if it is just for a little while. The sounds of your moans and the rustle of clothes only serve to intensify the sensation coursing through her body, making every nerve tingle with anticipation.

As she continues to pleasure you, her tail flicks back and forth behind her, unable to contain its own building arousal. Her breath comes faster now, mirroring your increased pace as she takes you deeper into her throat with each passing second. Her lips stretch taut around you, her teeth scraping gently against your sensitive flesh in time with the rhythm they've found together.

Her movements grow bolder now, more confident as she feels herself losing control to the primal urges driving her forward. Her

Her eyes slip half-closed as she feels the pressure of your grip on her hair. The sensation adds another layer of heat to the already simmering desire coursing through her veins. Her mouth moves faster, instinctively matching your rhythm as she takes you deeper into her throat with every thrust. Her tongue darts out to tease and stroke you, drawing out moans of pleasure that echo through the alleyway like a primal chant.

Her tail slides slowly up between your legs, brushing against your thigh as it searches for purchase. It curls around itself, bunching up beneath her body as she draws strength from the feel of its leathery skin against her own. Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, mingling with the sounds of your ecstasy as they fill the air between them.