[ klavier is grinning again as he walks around her to the front of the booth. he seems to be in a better mood now, even if she did just call him a name? he decides he's used to it by now, and it's even a little endearing! same old ema.
klavier asks the attendant for ice "for the fräulein's wounds," and the robot wastes no time turning around, plucking a crystal penis from the shelf, and offering it to ema. with a free little bottle of lube that it pulls up from behind the counter. it tells her in its clunky robot voice to please enjoy.
klavier turns away and brings a fist over his mouth. he's not smiling. that's crazy. ]
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[ klavier is grinning again as he walks around her to the front of the booth. he seems to be in a better mood now, even if she did just call him a name? he decides he's used to it by now, and it's even a little endearing! same old ema.
klavier asks the attendant for ice "for the fräulein's wounds," and the robot wastes no time turning around, plucking a crystal penis from the shelf, and offering it to ema. with a free little bottle of lube that it pulls up from behind the counter. it tells her in its clunky robot voice to please enjoy.
klavier turns away and brings a fist over his mouth. he's not smiling. that's crazy. ]