Lindy felt strange that day. She couldn't focus on things she was suppose to do, her mind always slipping away thinking about her man, analyzing, fantasizing, craving. She couldn't know what he was feeling or thinking of her as he was always withdrawn, mysterious and shy even if they shared strong feelings for each other.
Bob was closed in a study room, probably doing some IT stuff and adding new features to their fellow robot CLOC. Or he could be just stuck in his own thoughts unable to think straight. Lindy couldn't know it, because she was afraid to disturb him.
But there were feelings disturbing her, too. She felt alone. Like the only living thing left in the Watchtower. She needed some attention from her man, gosh, she needed it immediately! Why cannot he just come, kiss her and hug her tight? The more he hesitated the more she craved him. She wanted to touch his muscles and caress his wavy hair. She wanted him horny and naughty. But no! He'd never start any act of love until she asked him to. It could be irritating for any other woman, but not for Lindy. She didn't mind dominating him, forcing him to release emotions he had for her, and he had a lot of them. She knew he loved her in his own, twisted way.
But she couldn't bear it anymore. She remembered conversation they had earlier that day. She was desperately trying to show him what she wanted, but instead he was just changing subject. She became wet without realizing it while saying all of the kind words to him, but he decided to suppress all of his feelings despite she felt them radiate from him, and he left.
'Gosh, he's my man. What's wrong with him?' thought Lindy. She knocked on the door in his study and opened it. He was sitting next to the table full of gadgets and wires, certainly improving CLOC. But he wasn't doing anything. He was staring into nowhere. 'What else should I have expected?' sounded in her head.
"Bob, is everything okay?" she asked politely.
"Yes, of course. I was just thinking how to make CLOC think faster. When there's danger, he should react immediately." He tried to sound natural, but she could sense that there's some weird shit going on in his head again.
"You need some rest. I made you some tea."
"Oh, thank you, darling."
While drinking his tea and trying to get his shit together, she started conversation.
"You say, you like being given orders, right? Especially from your woman, don't you?"
"You know me better than I do, sweetheart. But why are you asking?"
"I'm asking because I love you and I want you to touch me."
He gulped.
"That's a strange way to flirt with me…" he responded smiling.
"I was being nice a few hours ago. It didn't work."
"My bad…" he said smiling again.
"Bob, I know exactly what you want. But can't tell what you're afraid of. Your mind is a mystery."
"There are many things I can be afraid of."
"You know what happens when you suppress your emotions. You know what you create."
"Lindy, stop! It's a thing I don't even dare to imagine. Why are you pulling those… dark things out of me?"
"I'm not pulling anything out of you. I was just warning you what lurks there when you act unnaturally. I'm gonna release your brightest emotions step by step until you are completely radiating with them." She rubbed his strong muscles through his plain t-shirt. She was moving lower and lower until she reached his crotch.
"There's no escape, sunshine." she said.
His heartbeat raised. He loved his woman. He wanted all of this. He got permission earlier, so he touched her face and caressed her with love. She gave his caressing hand a kiss and sat on his knees.
"You're an exceptional man." She whispered and forced him to open his mouth and started to kiss him. Slowly, passionately.
He didn't know how he ended up here, being stuck in the arms of this woman. She was forcing him to things he desperately wanted but repeatedly tried to deny. He laid his hands on her waist and hugged her tighter savoring every bit of their sweet union.
She stood up, took his hand and guided him out of the study to their bedroom where there was more space to lay down their craving bodies.
"Take off your t-shirt, I want to look at my beautiful man." She ordered him. And he did.
She undid his jeans and took them off releasing his fully hard cock.
"I hope you're not feeling uncomfortable…" she said.
"Quite the opposite, ma'am." He smiled. He didn't care anymore about the boundaries he had set before. Now he was her man and he took pleasure in it. 'I can be stable for a while. I can be stable for Lindy. I must.' He told himself.
Lindy took his cock and started to stroke it with her hand. Slowly, from the tip to the base and back. Again and again. Increasing speed. 'God, this feels so good', sounded in Bob's head. But it was just teasing. She stopped and took off the rest of her clothes while he was watching her doing it.
"Now you're permitted to touch your lady. Anywhere. Anyhow."
He obeyed. He caressed her arms and slowly laid her on the bed with a kiss. He saw how wet she was and knew exactly what she liked. He took his two fingers and started to massage her clit. She moaned, she squirmed begging for more. He moved his fingers and entered her womanhood. She was gasping, her heart beating in a quick temp. He moved in and out. He was raising his speed. She felt unspeakable pleasure growing and growing, transmitting through her whole body. She was soaking wet.
Bob couldn't bear it anymore, the urgent need inside him to enter her. His cook was twitching with lust.
"I'll make you the happiest, the most satisfied woman in this world. You deserved it, Lindy. You deserved it too bad and I was a fool not to give it to you." He murmured.
When he entered her with his cock, it was too much for her to take. She was already there, two steps from heaven, he barely even started. There was a lot of pleasure and quite a bit of pain. It was just as she liked it.
Bobby, though, was afraid. He put all of his concentration into his actions, because he learned it the hard way how he can hurt his loved ones, when he's not paying attention. He can give in to the darkness very easily. Maybe he'll never be able to fully enjoy the moment. He must stay vigilant. Always vigilant.
But there was his Lindy, his beloved and cherished Lindy and he gave her all the love he had. And it was an entire universe of love.
With every thrust he took her closer to heaven. And he was taking himself with her. Her heaven was golden, full of sparkling sun, it was the Sun itself. Her heaven, it was Bob. It was the Sentry, the bright sight he represents, it was also the Void, the dark side she was forbidden to pronounce in his presence. She loved every aspect of him. Loved his body, his soul, his shattered mind. She was willing to heal him over and over again and again. And now, he was healing her. He was filling her with a bright, radiant energy, he was filling her with desire, with need and with release.
What they both felt, what they together experienced, cannot be described in words. It's something everyone would envy if they knew it. They stayed in their shared heaven as long as they could. As long as their bodies allowed them to. And afterwards, Lindy was finally able to get back to her work, doing stuff that needed to be done, but it seemed so unimportant to her now, because Lindy was in love. And when Lindy is in love it's hard for her to focus on anything else, but she must. She must fight her own demons and chase them away. Again and again. Just like Bob.
But she was happy now. Her man just gave her love they both deserved. Or… was it just her imagination?