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[ ".. uhm, I mean—" .. they just stared at the pop-up on their Screen, A bit dumbfounded. but slightly on edge. mind you they haven't slept in a while and HAVE been technically working on this game for a while, — ..but they just decided to move on from that. "..I'm not that bad.." they denied. ]

{The virus's sprite crossed their arms behind the textbox inside the game despite texting in pop-ups. They couldn't be this arrogant enough to begin barking out to their own creator—well, developer and the one carrying the simulator. Despite having full trust, the virus couldn't keep their own annoying snapbacks to themselves—which is why they pretend not to secretly love Jane. Idiot.}

{They paused for some seconds, speech holding for now. Bombastic side eye.}

[ "...Kind of hot..?" - they immediately finished their own sentence. jeez Jane ( in-game ) calm down. giggling a little. as they gave them a warm smile in return, they clearly wanted to show their love to Them in a genuine way. you know.. giving this baka the bare minimum.]

{404 attempted to snark back—but, they just slipped speechless. How dare they say that out loud to them? It's embarrassing, too. The virus's sprite changed to a position of 404 covering their face with their clawy hands—another pop-up passing by, likely with embarrassment and pure instinct of annoyance.}

{Seems like someone's flustered.}

[ "...I would at least love to be fucked by youuu.." Jane. ( In-game again ) Calm the HELL down, calm the freak. at least?? .. Anyway. They did care about how they felt. as if they didn't do this shit before, like twice?. I assume. Anywho.. - " ..or not I don't know if you're comfortable with that.. uhmm.." .. they'd immediately stagger back. and bring their free hand toward's the back of their head, nervous on whether or not that's.. okay to say.]

{What did they just fucking say? Did 404 hear them right?—the poor virus was already getting annoyed and embarrassed enough to even bypass. It's triggering.}
{They even have to stop operating for a bit due the enough trigger.}

[ "........404.." - they'd real quickly reassure them. or well try to. speaking up. "...uhm.." wait they aren't a genius on errors. — well fuck. ]

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{After many tries and attempts, it was possible to avoid a blue screen of death. That computer somehow was still surviving after a reset error—how? We don't know. 404's sprite looked like they were already tired of these errors. It was enough for them. Atleast be grateful that nothing bad happened in the process..}

{Grumpy ass.}

[ ".. yess... Although I'm feeling..a little.. " . They paused for a bit before saying it, "hornnyy... " ...Jane this is exactly I never allow you to have dialogue, anyway. bringing their free hand toward's their cheek. bro CHILL. ]

{Snarky as hell they had to be. 404 seemed unsure about this—how would this happen? Can Jane script it all and upload it to the console logs again?—The virus's sprite went back to cross their arms, visibly glaring at the screen.}

[ "... alrightttt... " - they'd bring the backup script ( YES they do have tons of scripts ) . about last time, — .. looking around for a bit before. setting it up into the dating sim tab, " .. say.. minnnd... giving me some seconds... " .. Jane you are NOT doing that shit again, ]

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{Finally. The time of idiotic hours of loading and coding for the computer have worked out. A last thing they needed to do is to insert 404's bedroom—that therefore, it was likely numbers and glitches, following up with atleast a nice environment of futuristic within colorful tones, also referencing organized stuff around other than having a pure mess—404 owned a single bed atleast.}

{404 atleast preferred Orchid's bedroom instead of their own—it's like seeing a vaporwave-like room with settled shit of furniture and plants. There's pop-ups too—so, we'll pass to Orchid's.}

{But, in the slightest blink of an eye—and the fucking room was already Orchid's. Lazy to even use their own room. Hey, Jane..}

{The virus sighed, their sprite changing to a exhausted 404.}

[ " .. Soo.. whattt.. do you want to do.. nooww...? " .. they asked, sounding a bit uhm. can I say. horny ass hell, — before gesturing if they could just. I don't know....... get naked ALREADY oh my godd. ]

{Glare. 404 held back snarky comments with their pure hesitation.}

{They gestured, breaking the sprite for a bit to lean and rest their arms into the game tab's textbox that they have. This fucking bitch bro ♥️♥️♥️}

[ " ...oookkkaayyy.. " - ..they'd slightly, begin to strip themselves off because dude. Why not, They're horny and they just want to have that moment of THEIR LIFE. Anywho.. they'd, take a choker from their bag, instantly putting it on their neck. soft with it's texture, ]

{The virus didn't bare itself yet. They didn't like being naked much—which is why 404 preferred to stay covered. Observing by the meanwhile, a slight glance to another way from them slipped a little. They were a little uncomfortable, but it's what it costs. Have they even given quiet consent?—it's not what it is.}

[ "...are you uncomfortable or...? " - they real quickly asked, getting a little concerned about them. again they do highly relay on consent. for this shit anyway, "...uhm not..." .. Bringing their free hand towards their arm, although they are bare. They'd rather make sure that someone that They trust is comfortable. ]

{The virus commented to Jane. They straightforward floated to the lonely bed, fidgeting with their own fingers.}
{Some seconds for 404 passed by, sitting on the mattress with clean sheets—it felt like eternity for a couple of seconds. Then, they spoke out:}

{A gulp.}

[ "...allrriighhhtt.... " - okay can we please. just have that moment already before this fucker start's fingering themselves. not my problem though, okay actually. Yes it might be my problem but I don't really care if it is. I narrate and They do the actions. Simple as that, - "...mm .. oookkaayy.. can.. wwee.. do .. somethingg.. " . nevermind, 404 this is your problem now. anyway. ]

{404 glanced around, and then silently opening their legs. A quiet pat in the middle—still sitting on the mattress.}

[ ..they'd silently, walk towards them. and. just flat out lean into where 404 is sitting on. the middle of the mattress, of course they're still bare yes they STILL want to be fucked. but they'll always make sure that their ( possible ) partner is comfortable. I suppose, ]

{The virus pulled Jane to a quiet hug. They didn't really want to start anything with the sexual intimacy crap just yet, nuzzling some seconds onto their "supposed partner". Not ready for it much—404 just wants to atleast feel okay before it. But it took a silent contrast—the virus began nibbing and biting their neck despite the small comfort.}

[ .. they slightly, tried to swallow a whimper. — nuzzling them back immediately, as they brought their cold hands towards their chest. before accepting the hug and just waiting for their own move. Although Jane is feeling a little.. uhm heated? .. at the moment??.. ]

{404 just kept going, a hand moving to Jane's lower body—claws not so close to cut. The virus stopped their hand onto the crotch and quitted biting—slight finger rubbing on Jane's clit. They moved the hand low to the point of masturbating Jane inside their pussy. 404's head remained resting onto the shoulder of their partner. #healing}

[ .. they arched their back, a little. — whimpering. and moaning quietly, as they held them. making sure that they don't cut the inside of their clit on accident. — speaking up. ".. juusstt.. fucckk..me alreadyyy.. nghhhff-.. " .. struggling to form up some words mid-way. #healing2 ]

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\hi thats the pussy not the clit that they're masturbating in\

{And so, they remained fingering Jane. In, and out—slow and deliberate circles inside. 404 isn't hurrying them or themselves on this, just wanting for Jane to atleast climax unhurried.}

[ "... Okkayy.... Mghh..." - thank you for correcting me bro. I did not know that was the other shii but whatever moving on. — .. they were slightly rocking their hips against their's. Jeez Jane calm the hell down. bro.. but If I'm being honest right now they're. Uhm enjoying this little moment, with 404. I mean if it matters they're just gesturing if 404 could hold their hand. while they do ts. ]

{The movement of the virus's fingers continued slow, deepening despite the speed. The claws were the slightest part that could damage Jane at any second if badly done. 404 is aware of this. Whatsoever, it's not too late to try and get a small slash.}

{404 smirked, head still resting onto their shoulder.}

[ " ..alrriighhhhtt...yy... " - .. they nodded in response, bringing their free hand towards their shoulder. — whimpering. still, trying to keep their own balance apart of this whole thing. - " .. please.. plleeaasee..go .. g- go faster.. " they suggested. yet begged, Jane. At least give them some time.. to continue at least. ]

{Slight pause. A fucking amazing idea crossed by.}

{Boing—Jane got pushed off them to the other side of the mattress—the virus following after with a crawl. They placed themselves on top of their partner, wet claws getting cleaned. 404 didn't like any dirty stuff in their body for now.}
{Their free hand moved to slide down their flared pants easily, despite being in a bodysuit with aperture. They preferred to have belts as decoration other than the normal use. Whatever—their upper body is still covered, but that weenie isn't. (/sil)}

{Both hands went to place besides Jane's head sides.}

[ .. they didn't really do anything, — but they did hold 404's right hand. They still felt quite. Heated and.. horny obviously, can you Not Tell that they just want to be dominated?? .. I mean that is not my issue. but the only issue that I DO have is.. wait actually no, not yet. anyway. they'd gesture again if they could hold their hand. of course they do need their warmth. because I have no idea on whether or not this room is COLD or HOT. ]

{A quiet pause—hey, pull off consent.}

{The virus pulled a hand off from one of the sides—gesturing to their own crotch.}

[ .. Jane of course nodded, — still waiting. Wanting for their warmth. Answering them, and giving them the consent needed. speaking up. " .. y- yes.. " .. still pretty heated . ]