[Calling him needy wouldn't be wrong - he is, by all definition, needy. The predisposition to be as much has always been there - this place has simply managed to amplify said trait within him. As A2 kisses him he can't help but let his eyelids shut as he kisses back, leaning into the bare, black metal of her fingers. It feels so good. A2's hands are warmer than a human's and it only serves to cause his cheeks to flush pink with coolant.
His own hands move to slide up her back, his touch far more gentle than she might be expecting. She's missing skin, after all - the last thing he wants is for his fingers to feel unpleasant.]
no subject
His own hands move to slide up her back, his touch far more gentle than she might be expecting. She's missing skin, after all - the last thing he wants is for his fingers to feel unpleasant.]