It had been many, many years since he had seen that combination in a woman and he knew full well what it could mean. If he had wanted to take the time...to judge whether it was prudent to take the risk of contact and . . . whatever else, he didn't. Even he was surprised at the speed with which he had moved on the 'in-control' Meg. Now it remained to be seen if next week's meet was to happen. Meg shifted on the bed, she wasn't uncomfortable but it was hardly a natural position. She felt thoroughly. “What are you talking about?” Seth let his eyes go down Ashriel’s length. “You’re wearing Zak’s old stuff. We ordered you your own uniform.” “Uniform?” Seth looked at Zak before looking back at him. “Yeah. Uniform. Is there a fucking echo in here?” “Why have I been supplied with uniforms? What kind of uniforms? I do not want to be an Alpha Angel. My powers aren’t like yours.” Seth shook his head. “You’re an Alpha, Ash. Devon wants you in charge of the Dark Angels.” “Dark what?” Seth. Bringing me close to cumming, relax, built up, until ultimately she wetted her thumb and started rubbing the spot just between my sack and asshole. This was too much and I wanted to let her know I was going to cum, but she held tight and took a massive load in her mouth while massaging that magic spot. My mind went numb and I kind of blacked out, but I think I yelled out and moaned hard. I had never cum like this, and got another surprise on top. Before I recovered completely, I noticed she was. He really thought of its sensor suite as his ‘eyes,’ and its sub-light and hyperspace engines were his ‘legs.’ He identified with his hardware in a way other AIs that I have encountered have not. And he loved his new body.These two quirks fed into each other. You know how, in the old cowboy movies, the character facing amputation begs the doctor, “Don’t cut off my leg, Doc! I won’t be half a man! I’ll die first!” Well, Eddie would be happy to die first. I mean, I think he kind of looked forward.