I dare Asiux to kiss Rithex!
The tall, aesthetically inclined Mechari settled at the side of his forge-brother, taloned hands clasped at the small of his back. He paused, at first not answering the questioning quirk of eye-plate and studious stare from the Vigilant. The cool surface of pure white Exanite eyes did nothing to display where his vision lingered, and the ICI agent finally hummed a low, metallic thrum.
There had been quite a bit of kissing of late. Ms. Mikos showed questionable attraction, and the spark of circuits still seemed to recall the pressure of silken soft lips. Senyc was a fierce beast of a Mechari, and the forcefulness of his ‘test’ had been turned over and over in Asiux’s mind.
"You sang well, as is to be expected, Rithex." Finally, with the quiet hum of movement, Asiux turned his head slightly to more obviously gaze toward the broad-formed Vigilant-bot, attention raking over the smoothness of his chassis, the elegant sweep and curve of shined alloy like a crown of golden lightning.
Before Rithex could answer, Asiux continued with a slow upturn of one palm, clawed digits curling to smooth pads over the curved length of facial plates like a goatee. “There is a favor I must ask of you; curiosity piques in me, and it must be sated.” With a turn on his heel, the mechanical stalker canted his head to one side and studied the devout Mechari once again.
Rithex inclined his head toward Asiux, clicking the tips of taloned fingers together where he clasped them in the drape of his robes.
The choirbot straightened sharply as Asiux, with gentleness quite unlike him, tucked the tips of fingers along the line of steely jaw and leaned forward, bladed mandibles twitching and tucking closer to avoid tangling. The touch of alloy mouth to smooth metal held none of the softness of Lishae’s desperate hunger, no struggle for dominance like a war-game as had been with Senyc.
Rithex tensed, staring blankly at the other alabaster-eyed Mechari as he straightened.
Silence reigned before Asiux, in mimicry entirely Cassian, cleared his throat and once more turned to stand at the other’s side.
"You are entirely more passionate about your singing. I am disappointed. We shall have to experiment again when you are more prepared."