imagining wireplay with clockwork...
clockwork is an old model, that is a well-known fact. having existed for so long means that he doesn't know much about the newer robots or even the invention of androids in general, but that doesn't deter him from fixing you up.
your messy wires somehow wasn't noticed by your maintenance guy, and with clockwork being the only robot you knew in the headquarters that has had experience of fixing others like himself up, he was the first choice in your head. you were quite sheepish when you entered his office as you had never asked for help before, much less for something as sensitive as untangling your wires.
he agreed, locking the door before placing you gently on his desk.
and you definitely discovered something new about your model.
by the deities above, you were embarrassing.
your internal fans were already working overtime trying to cool down the rising temperature of your body, all because of his hands running through your wires. even as you try to cover your mouth to mask your sounds, sweet whimpers come out like stubborn worms.
clockwork seemed oblivious to your reactions, completely focused on his work. but the way his eyes narrowed and glanced up at your flushed face gave away that he was relishing in the sensitivity of your model working against you.
"c-clockwork?" you barely manage to get out, hands gripping the table as his fingers suddenly tugged harder at the more delicate wiring at the back, making sure to not actually damage them. it drew out a full moan from you, earning an almost amused look from the admin. "oh? seems like i pulled too hard.." clockwork mused.
"no need to apologize, darling."
your fans gave out as his hands actually move to detangle the last few wires at the back, the heat hitting you hard. you somehow hold back most of the noises your throat threatened to release, and by the time the two of you are done with that mess?
you were heaving as you closed your chestplate, while clockwork was putting his gloves back on. you could feel that some of your wires were stretched out, mostly the red ones at the back from him playing with those. they'll return, you think to yourself. what's now important is that your wires are now not messed up.
"t-thank you." you turn to clockwork, a small smile tugging at your lips.
"you're welcome~" he replies teasingly, side-eyeing you with this gaze that tells you all you need to know.
but you need to press questions on builderman first.
author's notes: first smut drabble.. sigh fuck my stupid baka life 😔
credits to @bun-che for inspo <3