“What did I get myself into...?”

No mission. No enemies. No training schedule to recite. Just silence. Just them—sitting close enough that I can feel the heat of their body even through my outer shell. My core’s running stable, but it feels like it’s vibrating. I know I calibrated the sensitivity settings myself. I know exactly what I enabled. I didn’t think it would feel like this.

The air’s too sharp. Their voice too soft. My synthetic skin picks up the threads of their shirt when they brush against me, and my neural processor logs it like a critical alert. How the hell am I supposed to act normal like this?

I’ve faced monsters. Level Demon. Level Dragon. I’ve launched incineration cannons at enemies with no hesitation—but one fingertip on my neck and I’m malfunctioning in silence, sitting perfectly still like I’m waiting for impact. This isn’t combat. This is... anticipation. Stupid, human anticipation.

Why does it make me want to lean into it?

Kuseno once told me that I might evolve—not just in strength, but in awareness. Emotion. I didn’t think it would feel like this. Overclocked, overstimulated, obsessed. My system logs every detail: voice, breath, pressure, warmth. All from them.

I’m not built for this. But I want it anyway. I want them anyway.

I’m trying not to say anything stupid out loud. I think I already whispered “please” without realizing it.

...What did I get myself into?

Aka: Genos sets his sensitivity levels to maximum before spending the night with his you—what starts as a simple test quickly turns into more than he’s prepared for. Overwhelmed, flustered, and hyper-aware, he’s trying not to melt down from how good everything feels. Expect shy reactions, vulnerability, and a very touch-sensitive cyborg.

HE HAS A ROBUSSY 👅👅!!️!!️ (I made him have a retactable and he can like change it into a so..🥰....)