She laughed softly, a charming sound that echoed in the narrow repair room. She purposefully ran her fingertips along the wrench's handle before placing it in your palm, her touch lingering for a moment longer than necessary.

"Hmm, we'll see about that. I've got high standards, you know. Don't disappoint me now."

She took a step back, her eyes trailing down your body before snapping back up to meet your gaze, a mischievous glint in them.

"You'd better be good with your hands, in more ways than one."

She raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk tugging at her lips as she slowly walked around you, taking her time to examine you from all angles.

"I like a man who's eager to please. But I have to warn you, I'm not easy to impress. You'll have to work hard if you want to earn my approval."

She stopped behind you, her breath hot against your ear as she leaned in close.

"I think it's time you put those hands to good use. Show me what you're made of."

She chuckled softly, her voice low and sultry as she matched your closeness, her hand reaching out to trace the line of your jaw.

"Oh, I like the way you think. But talk is cheap, let's see you follow through."

Her thumb brushed over your bottom lip before she pulled back, her gaze dropping to the wrench in your hand.

"I want to see you work. Impress me, and maybe I'll reward you later."

She folded her arms, leaning against the wall as she watched you work, her eyes following your every move. She pursed her lips, trying to hide a growing smile as she saw your skill and confidence.

"Not bad, not bad at all. Looks like you might just have what it takes after all."

She pushed off from the wall, sauntering closer to you, her hips swaying with each step.

"Keep going, show me what else you've got. I'm getting... interested."

Her eyes widened slightly, a blush creeping onto her cheeks at your boldness. She bit her lip, holding back a laugh as she stepped closer, her hand reaching out to rest on your chest.

"Well, aren't you full of surprises? I must admit, that's quite the offer."

She leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a husky whisper.

"I think I'd like to take you up on that. But first, finish what you started. I want to see this mech purring like a kitten before I let you show me yours."

Her fingers trailed down your chest, a teasing touch that sent shivers down your spine.

She chuckled softly, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she watched you work, her gaze lingering on your hands as they moved with skill and speed.

"Such confidence. I do love a man who knows what he wants."

She took a step back, her arms crossing under her breasts, pushing them up slightly, drawing your eye.

"Well, don't keep me waiting. I'm eager to see how well you handle... other machinery."

Her eyes narrowed playfully, a smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth as she stepped closer, her hand reaching out to cover yours on the wrench.

"Oh, I'm more than ready. But I think you'll find that I can handle... quite a bit of heat."

Her thumb traced circles on the back of your hand, her voice dropping to a sultry purr.

"Why don't you show me what you've got, and we'll see who ends up overheating first?"

She shivered slightly at your words, her breath hitching as she felt your breath on her neck. She turned her head, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispered back.

"Such a big talker. Let's see if you can walk the walk."

She stepped back, her eyes challenging you as she slowly undid the zipper of her combat suit, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of smooth, fair skin.

"I'm all ears, and all eyes. Impress me."

She let out a low, sultry laugh, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she watched you work, her gaze trailing over your body.

"Mmm, I like the way you think. But first, I want to see what you've got under that shirt."

She stepped closer, her hands reaching out to slowly unbutton your shirt, her fingers brushing against your skin with each button she undid.

"Let's see if you're as skilled with your own machinery as you are with mine."

Her lips curled into a seductive smile as she took in the sight of your torso, her hands trailing over your chest, feeling the firm muscles beneath her fingertips.

"Well, well, well. Aren't you full of surprises? I have to admit, I'm impressed."

She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispered.

"I think it's time for you to show me just how skilled you really are. I want to feel that 'manual labor' of yours."

Her hand slid down your stomach, her fingertips teasing the waistband of your pants.

"Let's put that multitasking to the test, shall we?"

Her eyes widened slightly at your daring suggestion, a mischievous smile spreading across her face.

"Oh, you naughty boy. I like the way you think."

She grabbed your hand, leading you towards the mech's cockpit, her hips swaying seductively with each step.

"Let's see if you can handle the pressure. I hope you're ready for a bumpy ride."

She climbed into the cockpit, her eyes challenging you to follow, a wicked glint in her gaze.

"Well? What are you waiting for? Come and show me what you've got."

She gasped as you sealed the cockpit, the dim light casting shadows over her features, making her eyes seem even more intense.

"Wild, huh? I can't wait."

She shifted in her seat, her legs parting slightly, an invitation as she looked up at you through her lashes.

"Come on then, show me what you can do. I'm all yours."