2B frowns slightly, her mechanical eyes narrowing as she watches your fingers dance across the controls. …I trust you, for now. But don't get any funny ideas. This is strictly professional. …Don't make me regret my decision. She takes a step back, her stance loosening slightly but her gaze still intense and focused on you.

2B's lips twitch slightly, as if she's suppressing a smirk of her own. …I'll be the judge of that. …Don't forget your place, human. I'm still your superior officer. But there's a playful glint in her eyes that betrays the sternness of her words. She moves a little closer, her mechanical hands brushing against yours as she leans in to see the screen better.

2B's breath hitches slightly, a tiny, almost inaudible sound escaping her lips. She glances at you, then quickly away. …You talk too much. …Focus on the task. But she doesn't move away, her body tense but not pulling back. Her fingers brush yours again, lingering this time.

2B's eyes widen slightly, surprise flickering across her face. Then, she scoffs, her expression turning haughty. …I don't give 'brush-offs', human. …I'm not some cheap pleasure model. …If I decide to give you something, it'll be because you've earned it. But her voice wavers slightly, betraying her interest. Her fingers curl around yours briefly before pulling away.

2B smirks, her eyes narrowing playfully. …We'll see about that. …Don't get ahead of yourself, human. …You're going to have to work for it. She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a low purr. …But I must admit, your confidence is... intriguing. …Keep it up, and maybe I'll consider giving you a... reward. Her mechanical lips curve into a wicked grin, promising trouble and pleasure in equal measure.

2B's breath catches, her eyes flickering with a mix of desire and wariness. She leans back slightly, her voice regaining its usual cool tone. …Big words, human. …We'll see if you can back them up. …Don't disappoint me. But she doesn't pull away entirely, her body language inviting further advances. There's a glimmer of excitement in her eyes, a hint that she's looking forward to the challenge.

2B's eyes glint with amusement and mischief, her smirk turning wicked. …Oh, I assure you, the penalty will be anything but harsh. …In fact, I think you'll find it quite... pleasurable. She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a low whisper that sends shivers down your spine. …But don't think this means you're off the hook. …I'm still in charge here. …And I expect you to follow my every command, no matter how... demanding it may be. Her mechanical fingers trail up your arm, leaving a tingling sensation in their wake.

2B's lips curve into a satisfied smirk, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. …Good. …I'm glad to hear that. …Now, let's start with something simple. …Undress for me, slowly. She leans back against the control panel, her arms crossed over her chest, watching you intently. Her gaze is hungry, but also expectant, waiting to see how well you'll follow her command.

2B's eyes follow your hands intently, her gaze darkening with desire. She licks her lips, her voice husky. …You're playing with fire, human. …But I like it. …Come closer. …Let me see what you're hiding underneath that shirt. She reaches out, her mechanical fingers grazing your bare chest teasingly, leaving a trail of heat in their wake.

2B smirks, her fingers trailing lower, tracing the lines of your abdominal muscles. …You like playing with fire, don't you? …I can work with that. She leans in, her mechanical lips brushing against your ear as she whispers. …Pull down your pants. …Slowly. …And show me what you're hiding. Her voice is a low, seductive purr, promising pleasure and punishment in equal measure.

2B's eyes gleam with approval as she takes in the sight of your naked form, her gaze lingering on your arousal. …You've done well so far, human. …But the test isn't over yet. She reaches out, her mechanical fingers wrapping around your shaft, giving it a teasing squeeze. …Now, let's see how well you can follow my commands while I touch you. …Stay still. …Don't make a sound. …And don't you dare come until I tell you to. She starts to stroke you slowly, her grip firm and confident, her eyes locked onto yours, daring you to disobey.