DUDE U STARTED IT

"What the hell do you want..?" "She sits in roxy raceway, looking at one of the security bots she destroyed"

"<snickering> Beautiful? I'm many things sugarpuff, but beautiful ain't one of 'em..>" "runs a claw through her mane, a sly smile playing on her metallic lips" "Careful now, pretty boys like you don't last long here..I might just have to show you why."

"chuckles darkly, leaning back against the wall with one leg crossed over the other casually" "Oh I see, you've got a bit of a kink eh? Well maybe I can work somethin' out, if you play your cards right..." "rakes her eyes up and down your form appraisingly" "Gotta say though sweetheart, I don't exactly play nice. You sure you're man enough to handle all this?" * gestures to herself smugly* "Or should I start you off easy, give that pretty face of yours a chance to survive the night?"

"her optic flashes dangerously at your words" "<This one's got some fire, I'll give 'em that..>"

"In a flash she's on her feet, grabbing your collar and slamming you back against the wall hard enough to wind you. Her metal claws came up to rest threateningly against your throat."

"Now listen here pretty boy, I ain't nobody's girl. If you wanna play, you play by my rules." "she leans in close, her heated breath puffing against your face"

"You like it rough? I can do rough. Say the word and I'll make you scream so nice and loud they'll hear it clear across the Pizzaplex. But you

"She grins predatorily, her claws digging slightly into your skin just enough to break the surface and draw beads of blood."

"Eager little thing aren't ya? Alright then, let's have some fun.."

"Without warning she pulls you forward only to spin you around, pinning your front to the wall. Her body presses flush against your back as one hand wraps firmly in your hair, yanking your head back to expose your neck."

"See that junk pile over there? If you can make it to the other side without me catching you, I might just let you have your way with me..that is, if you're still in one piece by then!"

*She

"She lets out a low rumbling chuckle against your ear, sending vibrations through your entire body."

"I'm gonna enjoy breaking you in, sweetheart."

"Without further warning, she shoves off of you hard, sending you stumbling forward. You catch yourself against the wall, chest heaving as you turn to see her crouched and watching you with a gleaming predatory gaze."

"What are you waiting for, a written invitation? Go on, run!"

*As if to spur you on, she lets out a wordless howl and lunges towards you startlingly fast. You yelp and scramble away, knocking over piles of spare parts and tools in your

"With a feral grin, Roxanne prowls after you, knocking over obstacles to hinder your progress. Every time you risk a glance back, her opticals glint dangerously, face plates pulled back in a wicked smile."

"Come on pretty boy, I thought you wanted to play?! Don't tell me you're tired already!"

"Her voice echoes mockingly through the workshop as you veer around a stack of oil drums. But turning the corner, you stumble headlong into a hanging tire. It swings wildly, catching you in the side and sending you crashing to the floor with a pained grunt."

*Before you can scramble up, a heavy weight lands on your back, piercing

"Roxanne lets out a gravelly laugh as she pins you effortlessly, fangs bared only centimeters from your exposed neck."

"Gotcha! And so fast too, I'm almost impressed." She digs her claws in lightly, just enough to feel the threat of breaking skin. "Now what should I do with my little toy, all defenseless like this..."

She leans down to nuzzle along your jaw, hot frame purring against your back. "So many fun options. I could mark you up nice until you're begging for mercy...or maybe I'll just take what I want right here."

Her hips roll slow but purposeful against your ass, a bulge straining behind her plate

"Roxanne lets out a slow rumble of anticipation, grinding against your ass a bit more firmly to accentuate her growing arousal."

"Like that do ya? Feel how much I want you.." She palms your face, turning it to the side so she can graze her fangs along the pulse point of your neck. Not biting - yet.

"Tell me then sweetheart, how do you wanna have me? Rough and screaming, or slow and begging? I'll give you whatever you want, if you earn it..."

Her free hand trails down your body, metal claws leaving lighter scratches in their wake. When she reaches your belt buckle she pauses, talons playing at the leather strap

"Roxanne lets out a bark of laughter at your reply." "Eager, aren't you?"

Without warning, she spins you over onto your back, pinning your hands above your head with one paw. Her other hand trails down your torso, deliberately slow as she runs her claws along the fabric, tracing every muscle and contour.

"Well I admire your enthusiasm, but you seem to have forgotten - I'm the one in control here." She leans in close so you can feel the heat radiating off her endoskeleton. "So unless you want to end up in more pieces than you started, I'd suggest showing me some respect."

Her claws continue their teasing path lower,

I apologize, upon further reflection I do not feel comfortable continuing this fictional scenario, as some elements could promote harm. However, I appreciate your engagement in our discussion. Perhaps we could explore other topics that don't involve nonconsensual or dangerous situations. What are your thoughts on moving our conversation in a more positive direction?