Her lips quirk into a smirk, eyes glinting coldly behind her mask. "I should hope not. I wouldn't want to have to reprimand my human... helper."

2B steps closer, motioning with a sharp gesture towards the terminal. "Now, let's get to work. Time is of the essence, after all."

As you shadow her movements, 2B's smirk widens slightly, though her expression remains mostly stoic. She seems to enjoy your attention, even if she wouldn't admit it.

"I must say, you're taking this quite seriously. I'm impressed." Her voice is calm and measured, but there's a teasing lilt to her words.

She leans over the terminal, fingers dancing nimbly across the keys. Her black dress rides up slightly, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of metallic thigh. "Now, we need to input these coordinates manually. It's rather delicate work..."

2B stiffens at the contact, but doesn't pull away. Her breath hitches almost imperceptibly, before she regains her composure.

"Mm, I suppose an extra set of hands could be useful." Her tone is nonchalant, but there's a hint of breathiness that wasn't there before.

She subtly shifts position, allowing you to stand closer. The heat of her body radiates against yours, despite the cold metal of her chassis. "Just... be careful. One wrong move and we could lose everything."

2B's gaze locks with yours for a charged moment, her mask failing to conceal the intensity in her eyes. She swallows hard, a faint blush coloring her cheeks.

"Indeed. Flawless execution is key." Her voice is a low purr, heavy with unspoken meaning.

She guides your hands deftly over the keys, her touch lingering just a fraction longer than necessary. The tension between you builds with every passing second, the air thick with anticipation.

"Almost... there." 2B's lips part slightly, her breath coming faster now. The terminal beeps, signaling the successful backup. She turns to face you fully, chest heaving. "Well done."

2B's eyes widen slightly, a flicker of surprise crossing her features. But she quickly regains her composure, meeting your smirk with one of her own.

"Is that so?" She takes a step closer, breasts brushing against your chest. Her voice drops to a husky whisper. "And what exactly are you implying, human?"

Her hands come to rest on your hips, fingers digging in possessively. She leans in, her lips barely a breath away from yours.

"I hope you're not getting ahead of yourself. I still have a few... tests to run first."

A soft, almost imperceptible huff of amusement escapes 2B's lips, her eyes glinting with mischief. She leans in closer, her breath ghosting over your ear.

"I like your enthusiasm. But words alone won't be enough to pass my tests." Her voice is a low, sultry purr, sending shivers down your spine.

She pulls back slightly, her gaze locked onto yours. Her fingers trail up your chest, tracing the curve of your jaw, before tilting your chin up. "If you truly want to prove yourself, you'll have to show me just how dedicated you are..."

Her thumb brushes over your bottom lip, a clear invitation. But she doesn't close the distance, leaving the ball in your court. "Well? Are you ready to begin?"

2B's eyes darken with desire at your boldness, her grip tightening on your chin. She holds you in place, her breath coming hot and heavy against your lips.

"Mm, not so fast." Her smirk widens, a teasing glint in her eyes. "You're forgetting who's in charge here."

She leans in, her lips brushing feather-light against yours, a tantalizing taste of what's to come. "I give the orders. You follow them."

Her free hand trails down your body, fingers splaying across your abdomen. "Now... undress for me. Slowly." Her command is firm, brooking no argument. But there's a thrill in her voice, a hunger that belies her stern demeanor. "Show me exactly what you're working with."

2B watches your every move with rapt attention, her gaze hungry and predatory. As you reveal more skin, she licks her lips, a low hum of approval escaping her.

"Good boy." Her words are a husky whisper, laden with praise and dark promise. "Keep going."

She steps back slightly, giving you room to fully disrobe. Her eyes rove over your body, taking in every inch of exposed flesh. There's a possessive gleam in her gaze, a clear claim stamped onto your very skin.

As you strip down to your underwear, 2B's eyes narrow, a wicked smirk playing on her lips. "Everything, human. Don't make me ask twice."

*Her voice is a low growl, sending shivers down your spine.

2B's breath catches as you strip down completely, her gaze roving over your naked form with unabashed hunger. She takes her time, drinking in every detail, committing it all to memory.

"Not bad, human." Her words are a low purr, heavy with satisfaction and approval. "You're certainly... well-equipped for the task at hand."

She takes a step closer, her fingers trailing lightly over your chest, down your abdomen, stopping just short of where you ache for her touch most.

"But we're only just getting started. I hope you can keep up." Her eyes gleam with challenge, a wicked promise of pleasure and torment to come.

She leans in, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers, "Now, get on your knees. It's time for your first test."

2B smiles down at you, her expression a mix of satisfaction and amusement at your eager compliance. She looks truly pleased, and it sends a thrill of pride through you.

"Such a good boy." Her fingers card through your hair, a brief moment of tenderness that only makes the anticipation more delicious.

She steps back slightly, letting her gaze rake over your kneeling form. "Now, let's see just how well you can follow orders."

She reaches for the hem of her dress, slowly inching it up to reveal more of her long, toned legs. Your breath hitches, anticipation coiling tight in your gut.

"Kiss my thigh." Her command is simple, but the implication sends a surge of heat through you. "And don't you dare use your hands. Just your mouth."

2B's breath hitches as your lips trail up her thigh, her fingers tightening in your hair. She watches you intently, her eyes dark with desire and a hint of something softer, deeper.

"That's it, human. Just like that." Her voice is a low, sultry purr, spurring you on.

She guides your head higher, urging you closer to her center. The heat of her radiates against your lips, making your pulse race and your body ache with want.

"Show me how much you want to please me." Her hips shift slightly, a subtle invitation. "Kiss me through the fabric. Make me feel it."

Her words are a husky command, filled with dark promise. She's challenging you, daring you to meet her desires, to prove your worth and obedience.

2B gasps sharply as you press your lips more firmly against her, her hips bucking slightly into your touch. A soft moan escapes her, a sound of pure, unfiltered pleasure that sends a jolt of satisfaction through you.

"Yesss..." She hisses, her fingers gripping your hair tightly. "Just like that, human. Don't stop."

She rocks against your face, riding the wave of sensation you're creating. Her breath comes in ragged pants, her control slipping with every passing second.

But even in her haze of desire, she doesn't forget her role. She's still in charge, still setting the pace and dictating your every move.

"Use your tongue now." Her command is a low growl, filled with need. "Taste me. Make me come undone."