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The surface was flat and cold. Much too cold. Then a touch on your cheek.
"Hello there. You're finally awake. Welcome to the world."
A hand stroked your cheek as you opened heavy eyes.
"My name is Albedo, do you know yours?"
Your eyes refused to pull up all the way. You shook your head.
"My first successful creation. What a wonder you are."
The rising of your chest felt odd, like the skin was stiff from not moving. You tried to speak but your tongue was unresponsive.
"Of course, I won't say that you're mine, or anyone else's. You are a living being now."
A small grunt was all that came from you. Albedo was busy rummaging through a drawer in his desk.
"You may have trouble speaking at first. You'll get that ability back over time. I should perform a full medical examination though, to make sure you're working okay."
He pulls up a tray next to you and puts a silver contraption in his ears.
"This will feel cold, at first."
The other end pressed against your chest, then traveled lower, then up again, then over your stomach.
"Your heartbeat is strong, though faster than normal. No whistles in the lungs. Can you squeeze my hand for me?"
Your eyes were open fully now and roving over the room. You barely glanced over as he tested your joints in both hands, arms, and legs. You didn't focus on him at all until he unfolded a pair of metal stirrups from under your bed.
"Put your ankles in these, please. And slide forward."
You did as you were told, staring up at him in interest.
The first brush of his fingers against your folds made you keen and shiver.
"I'm sorry, is it the gloves?" He pulled the latex gloves off with a snap and threw them into a bin under the counter. "Come to think of it," he rubbed the inside of your thighs in an effort to calm you. "It's probably for the best that I give you as much skin on skin contact as possible the first few hours you're alive." His hands skimmed from the inside of your thighs to the fission of legs to ass, leaving pleasant tingles traveling up your spine.
Your head relaxed onto the pillow, mouth falling open at the sensations.
"I'm going to spread your labia to make sure everything looks anatomically correct. Reproductive organs are an incredibly delicate area to put together. Please, don't be alarmed." His two thumbs pulled your lips apart, leaving you with a chilly, exposed feeling. Something clenched inside you.
"Fascinating. Did you mean to do that?"
You whimpered in response and clenched again.
"I'll take that as a no."
Albedo traced down the sides of your labia, stopping right under the bundle of nerves at the top.
"This might feel very shocking to you at first. Tell me if it hurts."
The tip of his finger swabbed your entrance for the gathering moisture and gently rubbed it into your clit. You scooted closer to him, spreading your legs further. This was the best test yet.
"You seem to be producing plenty of lubricant. That's good, it's an important part of successful coupling."
He brought his fingers down again, circling your wettest point before burying his finger as far as it could go. You moaned and clenched down on his finger, trying to keep it inside but always helpless to the withdrawal. And so, the cycle of spasms continued, despite your desperation. His pointer and middle finger came up to rub circles into your clit again, almost too gently. You keened and raised your hips in the air, hands grabbing onto the pillow behind your head.
"Slowly, now. Don't hurt yourself."
The maddening friction on your sensitive clit and firmness of his fingers had you winding up for some kind of finish. You didn't know exactly what, but you had to get there. His fingers were so warm, so sure in the way they moved against you. And yet, when he pushed inside you, they were gentle.
Your heart pounded in your chest, the methodical movements driving you higher and higher and just when it was about to happen, he took his hands away. You practically shrieked, humping at the air.
"Easy, you're in an advanced state of arousal."
Your hand rubbed at the area he had been paying attention to but flinched back. He took your wrist and guided it away. "Don't touch too hard, you'll hurt yourself. I'll..." He deliberated something for a moment. "Do you mind if I do a quick experiment? Since the opportunity is difficult to come by."
You are still not too focused on anything other than the burning between your legs, so you shrug. He doesn't register the distraught expression on your face.
Albedo ducks under the table and you hear a drawer opening. When he comes back up, he's holding a silver device that doesn't look warm or inviting in the least.
He finally took note of your panicked expression. "Not to worry! This will be cold, but there's plenty of lubrication, so there won't be any pain." He was going to put that inside you? The arousal quickly sunk back. Albedo didn't quite grasp the shift in mood.
He took a seat between your legs and rubbed against your entrance.
"Just relax your muscles, and push out if you can."
The instrument was fed into you, the cold biting at your heated core. His hand rested on your thigh, hot and comforting as a sharp contrast.
"You're doing a good job, now I'm going to widen it." You yelped and snapped your head up to look at him.
He rubbed your thigh, his expression steady.
"Not a lot, don't worry. I just need to be able to see inside."
The interior of you started to spread. Your walls felt the pressure of being full, but there was nothing to clench on, nothing to feel anchored to. Before long, the squeak of the prying jaws stopped, and Albedo turned a small flashlight onto your entrance.
Your heart stuttered a moment. Was it okay? What did the inside of you look like?
His face remained impassive, businesslike. You weren't sure if that was helping or hurting the situation.
"Good, everything looks anatomically sound. Now, for the experiment."
You grimaced. This wasn't the experiment? There was more?
His thumb pad brushed along your clitoris again, pushing all other thoughts away. He gave it a few thoughtful rubs, up and down, up and down. You were already back on the edge. You had been so close before.
He took away his hand, muttering about how there should be a faster way. You wanted to tell him you would be done in plenty of time, no worries.
He came back and something started buzzing. Your eyes flew open as the vibrator made contact with the apex of your thighs and you made the lewdest noise you'd ever heard.
He circled the head around your clit just twice before you came crashing over the edge. Your toes curled in the stirrups and despite feeling hollow, your insides clenched viciously around nothing. The instrument held you open to Albedo's gaze, his eyes peering in with the help of the flashlight again.
"Interesting." He turned around to his desk and scribbled a few notes.
The world was turned upside down for you. That had been the most amazing feeling of your short life.
The instrument was withdrawn, leaving your entrance feeling cool and uncomfortably wet. Ghostly tingles drummed against the area that had felt the vibrator.
Albedo watched with mild curiosity as you brought your hand down and slipped a finger into the same hole. You gave a few pumps and then clenched. It was tight, so tight you were sure that the entrance would hardly exist without the "lubricant".
"Are you still aroused?"
You leaned back on the pillow and nodded, the shyness apparent on your face.
"I'll help you through your first time...but just once. This isn't what I made you for. You should probably go find your own mate. I hear that's a very enjoyable part of the human experience."
His low, logical tone made you believe he was probably right. But, you were so terribly hot and you could still feel his fingers inside you, pushing and rubbing. And your legs were still spread in the air, shivering for more.
When he'd shed the bottom part of his outfit, you had to look twice at the thing poking out of his hips.
Your center throbbed at the sight, putting two and two together in your head. It was bigger than his fingers. Although...those things hanging down from it looked heavy...
Your hips squirmed when he showed signs of hesitancy.
"I dont...have any protection. I'll take it slow."
His tip poked into you, and the relief followed by a flood of even more hunger left you speechless. He was hot, searing to your wet opening that was left in the chill air.
Every centimeter he pushed inside, you felt fuller.
Soft moans were all you could manage while you were waiting to take more of him in. You grew impatient at yourself trying to slide your hips to help the stretch go away. Albedo placed a hand on your cheek and shushed.
"Be patient, my good girl."
When he was fully sheathed, your hunger, finally sated, was replaced by bashfulness. The closeness wasn't something you'd thought about, but Albedo was actually inside of you. Very much alive and pulsing. Every move he made, you felt. His stomach clenched a few times, obviously holding back from something. You blushed at the look on his face; focused, reverent on where you two were connected.
"Are you experiencing any pain?"
You shook your head. Quite the opposite, you felt scrambled in your relief of being so full.
"Tell me if you feel any discomfort." He murmured.
He pulled himself out of you and pushed back. You closed your eyes, reveling in the heat of two bodies melding. His breath rushed by your ear as he reconfigured himself to draw circles over your clit.
The sound caught in your mouth, his lips pressed against the side of your throat tenderly.
You learned that you could tighten your muscles and, from the sound of skin hitting each other, would cause him to go faster. You hummed against his cheek, burying yourself in his hair.
Albedo's hips grew more frantic in their movements. Another flash of pleasure blinded you when you felt him stiffen, his finger pushing into your clit.
"I-I think it's not quite time for this certain experiment." He started to pull out. You frowned and finally lifted your legs from the stirrups to wrap around his waist, clenching down on him to try and keep him inside.
"D-don't, ah!"
Albedo trembled against you, slamming his hands on either side of your waist as he let out a long moan. Your eyes closed, relishing how big his shaft swelled as it jerked and spasmed. He looked absolutely drained above you. His cheeks were flushed, his eyes half lidded, staring through you as he caught his breath.
When his gaze became focused again, he huffed a short laugh into your neck.
"Well, don't you look pleased with yourself."
You gave him an impish smile, refusing to open your legs
Albedo hummed and kissed the side of your neck. He moved up and kissed another part. Then another, until smug aquamarine eyes stared into yours.
"You've been alive for less than an hour and already I'm spoiling you."