#alpha beta robotus

[cryptic-m0ss]

My beloveds-

I wanna see them all hang and do cute shit together so BAD BRO-

[sin-sidejob]

Ik you're not raking requests or anything I just had to tell you this

Alpha Beta Robotus who just had pleasure sensors put in. Who thinks he's high and mighty and think he's going to make you feel so good.... Only for him to be like a teenage boy, and embarrassed about it. He came so fast he didn't even mean too, and he's a mess.

He isn't expecting 4 you to pull him back down with devilish smirk. You had just found a upper hand and you're going to use it to help him gain stamina >;]

CONTENTS BELOW CONTAIN SMUT AND MATURE THEMES AND, YOU GUESSED IT, ROBO-FUCKING

The fact I’ve discussed similar topics at length with mutuals — Cough Cough outis Cough Cough

But yes, he had sensory nodes already built in, which allowed him to fake pain or just meander around in a human-like manner. Added for the effort of making a truly fake but believable president. However, the pleasure sensors weren’t inherently there, or if they were, they were minuscule. Imagine him getting accustomed to that and the pleasure levels with that — being so used to the levels of sensation that he uses day-to-day. making the most out of his time with you in and out of a sexual context, with your touch and presence on his body being used to a minimal sensory threshold. He still felt you, but the limits were more contained. Then, having that suddenly increased, multiplied tenfold by adding thousands more pleasure sensors to a body. AB has no idea what he's getting into with the updated sensors and software configuration. Sure, he knows he's getting outfitted with a litany more of sensors, but they should be the same level of active. He's got no idea what he's in for, and the overwhelming onslaught he's facing when you and him are alone later, putting those sensors to the test??

Oh baby’s gonna’ blow.

Just that moment where everything’s so much more tender and visceral and real — that initial moment where you get to put your hands on his bare skin, where only your touch has been. He’s pathetic, babbling and at your mercy in a reversal and putting you upon the godly pedestal he initially claimed and carved for himself, needing your kindness and affection and dutiful care far more than he needed his pride. Call that an override.

Everything has built slowly up to this, with gentle touches making him tremble and the soft breath of your speech against his ear, his neck, his bared skin as you remove more and more of his clothing. Oh dear, the second your heated skin touches his, you murmur a concern aloud at how you can nearly hear him whirring, overheating from the increased sensations. He assures you, but it's only after a moment of trying to merely process whatever you had said, with AB being drunk on your touch and almost at the brink already, it's hard to focus on just one thing you are doing when he's feeling it all. It's everything all at once. Crashing over one another like waves in a storm.

You can't say you hate watching him like this, used to him attempting or being in control most times. He's moldable like softened clay, malleable as you run your hands over him and feel him lean into every touch and caress.

The whole time, he's flushed and bratty and begging, all barking and biting at the air as his body melts into yours. He doesn't know what to do with himself beyond weak attempts at trying to hold you or please you that are abandoned the second he feels your tongue on his pulse and your hands below the waistband of his pants. The pressure builds within him, and his body is working overtime already, but your fingers feel so soft against his kin and oh my god they're going lower and lower he's set to burst and fuckfuckfuckfuck you're right above his dick oh my god you've put your hand on it and you're grasping and gently stroking and fuckfuckfuckfuuuuuuck.

Call it a meltdown the second he's releasing early and whimpering pathetically, incoherently for you. He's offering a litany of apologies about not warning you and how he didn't realize he was that sensitive as he absolutely coats your hand and his pants in artificial semen. He's barely stopped spurting out drops of pearly cum by the time he's mustered up the courage to lift his gaze to yours. You've fixed his belt, tucking him back into his also soiled boxers and felt him buck against your hold at the hypersensitivity. You brought your soiled hand to your lips to lick off the cum that drips down your digits.

You simply smirk around your middle fingers, hollowing your cheeks before lewdly removing them with a wet pop and simply telling him, "Oh don't worry baby, we've got all night to test just how sensitive you really are and push you to last a little longer." You drag him away by the hand after tugging him by the belt loops with the promise of strength training for his new endurance so you can make the absolute most out of his newfound sensory limits.

@ sin-sidejob 2025 -- please do not repost or copy my work.

also lmao this was originally sent and drafted in January 2025 so shoutout to you babes for waiting this long for your request, send me another and I'll try to not take three years to write it

[jh-sketches]

DO YOU SEE THE VISION.

[overgore]

🤖

[jebtruther]

I forgot to post pt2 so

[jrandreal]

My favorite canon fact is that Alpha-Beta is still actually salty he lost the presidency to the real guy and doesn't like talking about it he's so cute 😭 Also that he prefers to be called by his *version* name and can watch all of Friends in a fraction of a second

Also, he knows that Reagan is bi :)

[freyjaildisdottir]

thinking about how there were women among the matches for reagan that alpha-beta found... bi reagan canon?

[ripash]

Okay does anyone else kinda unironically ship AB and Tamiko? Like I know they're both kinda terrible but AB is so protective over her, its kinda cute 😭

Idk maybe it's just me