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Valorie took note of his flinching. It seemed physical contact wasn’t the best. She’d remember that unless it changed. Though she was quickly distracted by his following of her directions.

“Good boy.. Thank you for doing that for me, Leo.” She praised softly. Perhaps it was a bit strange to call him a “good boy”, but it was fitting for the moment. He could have easily ignored her, but he didn’t, and he was even trying to cooperate.

To Valorie, trying was good enough.

The slow, deep breath he’d just taken quickly turned into quick, sharp ones as Leo tried and failed to keep himself from giggling nervously. “G-good boy? Fuck, that sounds kinky,” he said, before suddenly remembering that maybe that wasn’t an appropriate thing to say. “I mean, just sounds... well, you know. Sorry. Um. Your welcome?” Leo gave another nervous titter and looked away. 

“Do you- I mean, I guess if dad already paid for it, I might as well give the whole therapy thing a shot. Right?” Tucking his knees up to his chest, Leo wrapped his arms around them and looked at Valorie with uncertain eyes. “So, like, how does this work? I only did therapy once, and it didn’t last very long before I found out the chick was a quack and stopped seeing her.” He hoped Valorie wasn’t like that too, but Leo’s views on therapy were pretty skeptical after that incident.

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Valorie tilted her head. Had she done something wrong? Many would have been thrilled, and she often provided other services any normal therapist wouldn’t offer.

“I do not know what rules you are referring to. I often provide sex therapy for those who feel the need to break a habit and need a distraction, or would like a way to destress. I am originally part WR400, so I am aware of some sex programs, but I do not have all Traci files available to me. Anyways, I digress— No, it is not against rules to do this, but if I have made you uncomfortable, then I apologize. You just were making that action with your hands, so I suppose I misunderstood. I am very sorry if I upset you, Leo.”

She was genuine despite the clinical machine like way of her speech. Valorie would never purposely make someone uncomfortable. Many had found her well endowed chest an interest, and she’d often be held while someone either held or gently groped her breasts, so she assumed now was no different. Though perhaps she’d crossed a line she didn’t realize was there.

“Shit, are you serious?” Leo’s jaw dropped and he stared at her with wide doe eyes. He didn’t even realize that sex therapy was a legal thing. But when Valorie apologized, Leo quickly shook his head and leaned forward on the edge of his bed. 

“Well, no, it’s not that I was uncomfortable,” he quickly explained. “I just...” Leo’s voice grew timid and he mumbled the rest. “I didn’t want to get you in trouble or anything. I honestly think you’re really hot and kind of can’t stop thinking about you, ever since our first session. I just didn’t want to come onto you ‘cause I was afraid you’d get mad at me for it and leave.”

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Valorie placed a gentle kiss on Leo’s cheek. “You’ve done your best today and that’s good enough. I’m proud of you.” -wr400-Valorie

Leo feels his face get hot at the kiss, despite how innocent it is, and looks at Valorie with big doe eyes. "But I smoked a whole pack of cigarettes just to try not to do red ice. How is that good enough?" He was not expecting the praise and wasn't sure how to handle it. "How can you be proud of me when I'm such a fuck up?"

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Valorie was a high order angel, blessed with two pairs of wing and a position in the second sphere as a Domination. Though she often was on earth, disguised as a small town shaman who healed the ill and performed blessings for those in need. Though when she found an injured young man, the shaman, behind her half veil that hid all but the lower half of her face gave a kind smile. “Come my dear boy... Do tell, what is your name?” -To Leo (wr400-Valorie)

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It wasn’t uncommon for demons to attack their own, especially the weaker ones. It certainly wasn’t the first time Leo had gotten his ass handed to him by stronger demon’s just looking to let off some steam. This time, he’d really taken a beating though. 

Leo had been attempting to patch himself up, but could barely see what he was doing with one of his eyes swollen shut. He was pretty sure he had at least a couple bruised ribs too, if they weren’t outright broken. There were some deep scratches all over him as well, which he was currently trying to clean with some rainwater from a puddle nearby. Perhaps not the most sanitary way to clean a wound, but it’s all he had. 

Even as soft as the voice was, it startled him when he heard it and he looked up to see a veiled woman smiling down at him. Even though all he could see was her lips, she still seemed very pretty. Maybe it was those lips that made her so beautiful to him. 

“Wh- ...My name is Leo.” He wasn’t sure why he was telling her. He probably shouldn’t trust such a mysterious figure, but something was so comforting about her, he couldn’t help himself. “Who are you?” the imp asked with a shaky voice.

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“Leo, that’s not at all how my therapy works. I view the client in a much brighter light. Did you know even if a client doesn’t need me, I’ll still call to check in on them? Even if there comes a day where you can be on your own and you don’t need me, I’d still call you. I’d still care.” Despite the mechanic way of talking, it seemed she was telling the truth.

“And I apologize if my touches make you uncomfortable… I… Normally I’m not so… touchy with other clients, but for some reason… For some reason, I just like to touch you and… And I wish to hold you close.”

“But I thought-” Leo furrowed his eyebrows and pursed his lips in confusion. “Why bother if you aren’t being paid for it anymore?” It was genuinely a concept he couldn’t seem to process. He was used to all of his relationships with people being ones of exchange. If there wasn’t anything he could offer people anymore, they left. They didn’t care. And he figured that was just how all interpersonal relationships worked. 

When Valorie admitted she liked touching him, Leo felt a tingle go up his spine, especially when she confessed that she wasn’t normally that way with other clients. “Oh, no. No, it doesn’t make me uncomfortable. I just- I mean, when people reach for my face I’m always afraid they’re gonna hit me is all. Heh, been in a lot of fights I guess.” He tried to laugh it off like a joke, moving his hand to rub the back of his neck awkwardly. “But that- that actually sounds kind of nice. The holding thing, I mean.”

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Valorie cocked her head at the action, a bit confused at what he was doing before deciding to take his hand and put it on one of her breasts.

“Is this what you wanted?” She asked curiously.

Leo froze the moment he felt Valorie’s hand on his, holding perfectly still while allowing her to maneuver his arm to something soft. He couldn’t tell what it was at first, still laying with his pillow overtop of his face. But when she asked if it was what he wanted, he let his fingers give a light squeeze and started to get an inkling of what it was. 

Suddenly Leo flung the pillow off of his face and looked over to confirm his suspicions. Yep. She had just had him reach over and grope her breast. 

“Holy fucking shit.” His voice shook with nervous laughter and his eyes were wide with panic, unsure of what exactly was going on right now. Leo withdrew his hand, pushing himself up into a sitting position and scooting to face her while looking at his fingers like he was afraid he’d just touched some sacred object and might burst into flames like a demon for doing it. 

“Heh... heh... whaaaaat was that?”  He asked, still giggling anxiously. “ Did you- like- did you do that on p-p-purp-p-pose?”  Not that he was complaining. Damn they really were as soft and warm as he’d imagined. No, wait. That was bad. Bad Leo. Focus. “Miss Valorie, I don’t think you’re supposed to do that. Isn’t it- I dunno, isn’t it against the rules or something?” 

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Valorie’s eyes still had a softness to them as she approached and gently sat down next to him.

“You do not need to “spill your guts out”. I believe you humans need them to survive after all.” A machine like attempt at a joke, but it was an attempt.

“Your father has also paid in advanced, so you need not worry about payment. Though I will not force you to talk to me, I provide service in multiple ways. We could just sit here and talk about your day, or we could sit in silence. I’m here for you purpose Leo. Whatever you feel comfortable with we will only do so, nothing more.” Valorie really meant it, not wanting to stress the human out any further.

She gently brushed a stray hair from his face and tucked it behind his ear before smiling at him.

“Can you do me one favor, Leo? Take a deep breath..”

Despite Leo’s protests, Valorie still came over and sat next to him on the edge of the bed, surprising the mousy brunette and leaving him staring at her with his mouth hanging open slightly. Her joke earned a small quirk of one of his eyebrows, but he was too busy wondering what she was playing at to laugh at it. The android’s insistence on helping him in whatever way he needed was... weird. He supposed if it was her job, she had no choice though. Leo just wasn’t used to anyone caring that much, so was still suspicious. 

When Valorie reached a hand towards his face, Leo suddenly flinched back. But when all she did was brush some loose hair out of his face and smile at him, he was left feeling more confused than ever. “Uhmm...” His dark eyes darted away nervously, but he went ahead and did what she asked him to. 

“Okay... I guess.” Sucking in a deep breath and swallowing it down, he gave a ragged exhale through his nose before looking back at Valorie. “Not really sure if that actually helps but...” he mumbled, trailing off without finishing the sentence.

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There was a quiet knock on the door to Leo’s bedroom before being opened by a short female android. She had mismatched eyes, one blue and the other brown that held a sort of machine like gaze in them as she politely entered. “Leo? My name is Valorie. Your father asked me to come and offer my services to you. I’m a therapist who helps those struggling with mental issues as well as stress and addiction.” She spoke clinically, but attempted to ease him with a gentle smile. -WR400-Valorie

Leo didn’t always hang out at his father’s place, having his own tiny little apartment that he could stay in. But with a recent relapse, he ended up caving and smoking red ice after being clean for several months. He regretted his mistake right away and went straight to Carl, asking for forgiveness and help, and his dad suggested he stay here for a while to keep himself from doing it again. 

He wasn’t expecting his dad to send an android to help him with the issue though. When Leo heard the knock on his door, he had been lying in bed, staring up at the ceiling and lost in thought, so the sound made him startle as he pushed himself up into a sitting position and looked over to see Valorie enter his room. As she introduced herself, Leo just stared at her like she was an alien from another planet. 

“Um... I don’t have any money to pay you for that sort of thing.” Maybe Carl had paid for the services, but Leo didn’t want to assume that after all the fights they’d had in the past over money. “Look, I don’t really need th-ther-thera-p-p-pp- Fuck. I don’t need your help. I don’t do the whole ‘spill your guts to make you feel better’ thing. I don’t like being psych-cho-choan-n-nalyized. It’s nothing personal against you, I just... can’t.” He’d only ever gone to a mental health therapist once and it had not ended well for him at all. In fact, just remembering that incident was making his stutter act up from the stress.