"A surprise huh, you are always so thoughtful, Grady" Said Lucas, a soft, well groomed black wolf. A former school athlete, now sedentary. Solid muscle under the glossy black fur and the soft layer of fat that made him look friendlier than he actually was, but always affable. "Is it our anniversary? I am bad at remembering dates, but you never have issues with that." "Oh, it is not an anniversary, that is still 3 months away." Responds Grady, a cat shaped robot. An artificial person, shaped as a fairly slender cat, an authentic technological marvel, miles of wiring, printed circuit boards, motors, processors, interlocking systems turning electrical current into thought, action, being. Not like one could see what made them tick, sealed up as all their components were under a fairly thick silicone skin, with light grey and black striping. Some say eyes are the window to the soul, but Grady's are configurable displays, they could be windows to whatever they would like to show, but they were showing green irises and vertical slit pupils, cosmetic of course. Unlike an organic cat, Grady's surface is smooth, but they have molded tufts, to give an illusion of being furred, like so many of their organic compatriots. "I thought I could provide you with a pleasurable experience, I want to make you happy." "You always make me happy, silly cat." "Could you put on the blindfold, and wait for me two minutes?" The wolf tilted his head, wondering what kind of surprise it was going to be. And knowing that Grady would be *very* precise in that timing. "Please", the robot said. "Ok, ok, I'll do it, just confused about what you are planning, is all." The wolf picks up the blindfold, a sleep mask he uses in bed, adjusts it. "Well, I am waiting." "Thank you, I will be ready in two minutes. Please be patient." Grady gets up from their shared couch, and goes into their bathroom, but not for a reason such as emptying a fluid reservoir, or to help with cleanup and maintenance. Lucas's patience and curiosity were to be rewarded, he knew Grady would be good to their word. It was not a long wait. Two minutes. And after exactly that time, Grady emerges. "I am ready, I hope you are as well." The cat shaped machine said. And before a response was given, Grady raises a foot paw to Lucas's sensitive nose, balancing steadily on a single leg, hip motors whining with the movement. Lucas's reaction was not what Grady expected, sitting down on the couch, practically jumping after a single whiff. "FUCK! What is that stink?" Lucas removes the sleeping mask he was wearing as a blindfold, and looks at Grady, who was surprised by the reaction. "What the hell, dude?" "I am sorry, seems I reached the wrong conclusion." Keeping his right footpaw off the floor. "Considering your predilection towards feet and paws, and how important scents are for canids, I thought it would be a nice detail to help you indulge in this." Lucas tilting his head once more. "I do not generate scents, I keep my surfaces clean and dry for the most part. I thought applying a simulation would be pleasant to you." "Is that what it was? It smelled like corn chips and rotten cheese! Did you get a prank scent?" Lucas breathed several times, not quite hyperventilating, as if clearing out his sinuses, getting rid of the lingering scent from his lover's paw. "Grady, you do not need to put on that scent for me. I like you the way you are. But couldn't you have checked that scent first? It is not quite what a real paw smells like." "I do not have olfactory sensors installed, that is not a functionality I am equipped with, Lucas. I am sorry, I thought this would be pleasant to you." "Oh man, come, sit down with me." Grady proceeds to join Lucas on the couch, his eye displays going from a neutral expression to one expressing sadness. His attempt at pleasing his wolf went awry. His estimation of it being a pleasurable detail had been entirely wrong. "Did you apply that stink to both your feet?" "No, I only applied it to one, I needed the other to remain as stable as possible to stand while placing one next to your snout." "Oh, good. Let me show you something" Lucas then starts caresing his robot lover's other leg, tracing its form through the comfortable clothes they are wearing, manipulating it, flexing it at the hip, at the knee, at the ankle, placing that artificial foot near his face. "It is not true that you lack all scents, hon. That stink? That's not you. I love you, dude." Lucas proceeds to caress the artificial foot, caressing and feeling the shapes, curves, the textures. Grady's feet, with their grippier rubber pads on the toes, ball and heel, a big help to keep him well planted when standing. Textured differently from the rest of his silicone covering. "So different from your soft hands." Lucas proceeds to squish a padded toe bean. "I like your feet just fine, hon, if you wanted to treat me, with them, you could just have told me, I would have loved that." After some more caressing, Lucas places the artificial footpaw on his face, nuzzling, sniffing. He starts licking the artificial paw, enjoying how the rubber bits have a slight acrid taste, while the silicone surrounding it really has no flavor at all. "And it is not true that you do not smell. Sometimes you smell like me. You smell like me for days. I love smelling myself in you. I love knowing that I leave a part of myself on you." "Oh." "You do not smell like other fleshies like me do, but I love that I get to smell myself in you." Lucas continues, sucking on Grady's artificial toes, molded silicone claws for decoration, not retracting or extending, just decorative. The cat shaped machine allowing themselves to be enjoyed that way, the original plan altered, letting their wolf take control of the situation, letting them enjoy them as much as possible. The wolf licking all the surface of their foot. "They made you so well, didn't they? But you missed that, you do not need to fake a scent to entice me, you already drive me crazy as you are" Lucas shifts position and proceeds to place himself over his artificial lover, caressing, hugging, touching, kissing them. Face to face, licking. "Lets get you smelling like me again. Maybe we should get you some olfactory sensors soon, so you know how I smell on you."