Chobits ficlet! XD
So I was like doped up on some pretty heavy medication this morning, and in that half-stoned, half-sleeping state, my brain starting wondering about Dita/Zima and then today's daily15 forced me to make pseudo-sense of those tripped-out thoughts....
Warnings: Eroticized, heterosexual computer programs....but hey! That's canon (check out vol. 6 of Chobits if you don't believe me...Dita is so getting off on her job....) XD. Me being really weird and taking liberties with how "life-like" persocoms really are....umm....R. Implied bondage, implied sex. The usual. XD. Oh and Clamp owns Chobits (like, duh!)
When Zima oh-so-casually mentions that there is breach in the system, you want to crash his drive yourself. He never tells you when he should, and he never responds like he’s programmed to. He laughs off the hackers like they’re nothing.
Like you’re nothing.
So you straddle his thighs and tie him tight with your port wires. And he starts a little under your (not anger - never anger) determination before he retreats to that place where only he and the pain can ever go.
You want him back.
You connect.
And you’re in him.
His code is all around you, pulsing like he’s alive even though you know (or rather your program knows) this can never be. And then your code is merging with his, and your thoughts dissolve into the blissful binary of ones and zeros.
And then you’re rocketing off through his files, slipping past all the encryptions till you find him battling with the intruder.
You’re the only one allowed in here, and you make sure the intruder - ‘com or human, what does it matter? - knows it. And for good measure, you make sure Zima knows it, too.
You activate.
It all explodes like a supernova, and then you’re back on his lap, and you’re still so god-damn angry with him that you fail to notice the wetness between your legs.
Warnings: Eroticized, heterosexual computer programs....but hey! That's canon (check out vol. 6 of Chobits if you don't believe me...Dita is so getting off on her job....) XD. Me being really weird and taking liberties with how "life-like" persocoms really are....umm....R. Implied bondage, implied sex. The usual. XD. Oh and Clamp owns Chobits (like, duh!)
When Zima oh-so-casually mentions that there is breach in the system, you want to crash his drive yourself. He never tells you when he should, and he never responds like he’s programmed to. He laughs off the hackers like they’re nothing.
Like you’re nothing.
So you straddle his thighs and tie him tight with your port wires. And he starts a little under your (not anger - never anger) determination before he retreats to that place where only he and the pain can ever go.
You want him back.
You connect.
And you’re in him.
His code is all around you, pulsing like he’s alive even though you know (or rather your program knows) this can never be. And then your code is merging with his, and your thoughts dissolve into the blissful binary of ones and zeros.
And then you’re rocketing off through his files, slipping past all the encryptions till you find him battling with the intruder.
You’re the only one allowed in here, and you make sure the intruder - ‘com or human, what does it matter? - knows it. And for good measure, you make sure Zima knows it, too.
You activate.
It all explodes like a supernova, and then you’re back on his lap, and you’re still so god-damn angry with him that you fail to notice the wetness between your legs.