Cyberpunk - Badland Madman [Cyberpunk 2077]

Shaking his head, he left the bathroom and found Judy already on the large couch, sitting like an excited kid. She'd even gotten a blanket over her lap.

He quickly sat down beside her, slung an arm over her shoulder, while she threw the blanket over his lap as well and leaned against him. He just told Atlas to play the movie on the screen and relaxed.

Sure, he was bricked up, but he was used to it at that point. She smelled really nice, though. The movie was fun, especially with Judy constantly commenting about things.

She was geeking out seeing the old world, the pre-DataKrash, pre-Corporate wars world. The movie was set in 1991, after all. America of then looked different. Tech was different. She loved every second of it.

When he suggested he had part two as well, she nearly jumped onto his lap. So, although it was close to midnight, he put on the second part as well.

By the end of part two, she was in his arms completely, as both of them were slumped against the backrest. Her one leg was slung over his lap, her ear against his chest. She felt really warm, but not as warm as the T-800 sinking into molten steel.

"That was fucking nova. Seriously, the most fun I've ever had. Everything felt so different, Cyph. No phones, barely any tech." Judy yapped non-stop as the credits rolled.

"I got a few more. Terminator three, Pulp Fiction, The Shawshank Redemption, The Godfather, Gladiator." Cypher name-dropped, something that surely made no sense to her. But he loved those movies and had specifically asked Atlas to look for them.

"Cyph, can we watch them all?"

Oh, she was addicted. He saw the signs. Judy was corrupted with old media. He chuckled and sighed, making up his mind.

"How about this? It's Sunday tomorrow, so we'll just take the whole day off. I'm gonna hang here with you, and we're doing a movie marathon."

Judy suddenly shifted, got up, and stared at his face. Her eyes were big, and her right hand came up and grabbed his face around the cheeks. "Deal!"

"Deal." He nodded.

Quickly after that, both of them ran to the bedroom and hopped under the sheets. He didn't bother taking off his clothes, just his shirt. But Judy went nude as usual and backed against his chest.

Thankfully, he was so tired that day, having made the Servo-Skull, walked the massive underground factory, met Misty, City Council, Maine, and the Ripperdoc. He'd talked so much that day his throat felt dry. And his eyes were heavy.

Snuggling in Judy's warm scent, he fell asleep.

They woke up around eight in the morning, lazily dragging themselves out of bed. He followed her into the bathroom, brushed his teeth, and made himself a strong dose of coffee first. It was synthetic trash, sadly. Though real beans were indeed available, he had them at his lake house.

After a light breakfast, the marathon officially began. Back on the couch, snuggled, lights dim. He'd postponed his meeting with Susanna Quinn, the leader of the Moxes and owner of Lizzie's Bar. Judy had taken an official holiday.

He didn't bother wearing a shirt, and it seemed Judy didn't bother wearing anything under 'his' long, loose t-shirt she wore. As the movies went by, she again leaned against his chest, his one hand resting on her bare hip under the blanket.

She had a lot to talk about, especially the Godfather, since it showed an even older era. The cars, the world, and the living conditions shown in that movie fascinated her so much.

Lunch was ordered from outside, noodles and pizza, and the beer he'd brought the night before. It was the most fun and lazy Sunday both Cypher and Judy had experienced in a long, long time.

Late at night, after dinner, around eleven, their final movie ended. It was Pulp Fiction, and she loved the movie especially.

When the screen was finally turned off, they rubbed their eyes, feeling dry and itchy. No words were spoken; Judy just got up and vanished into the bathroom. The sound of the shower turning on came soon after.

Cypher yawned and asked Atlas for updates. He received a warning that the nearby Wraith camps were showing unusual activity, but nothing to worry about yet.

His focus returned to the bathroom door when it opened with a hiss. His breath froze in his throat; however, when Judy walked out wearing absolutely nothing, her toned, slim frame covered in tattoos. All she had was a towel covering her hair.

She winked at him before vanishing into the bedroom.

Cypher gulped, leaned forward on the couch, and took in a very deep breath, trying to calm his shaft.

"God help me."

He silently got up and walked into the bathroom. He chose to keep the shower cold and stepped under it. But in the end, he had to pump one out to get rid of that erection.

Yet, just like Judy, he chose not to wear anything. Naked, he eyed his body in the mirror. While proud of his cock, he wasn't so proud of his body. Well, until now. Thanks to his diet and moderate exercise, he could see the changes. He was no longer a damn stick figure.

Alright, time to sleep… if I can.

[You have an incoming itch in forty minutes, Cypher.]

"I know."

Wiping himself dry, putting the moisturizer on, and walking into Judy's bedroom. It was dark, except for the faint light coming in through the window and painting the room light blue. He saw Judy in the bed already, turned sideways towards the wall. But she was lying on the outer edge.

He crawled onto the bed on the wall side and slid under the quilt. No need for words, and since the bed wasn't that big either, he snaked an arm around Judy's waist and pulled her in. But only this time she was facing him.

Despite the sacrifice he'd made to the gutter alligators in the bathroom, he grew hard as steel instantly. And to no one's surprise, Judy pressed in until his cock was tilted up and rested plush flat against her warm belly, throbbing from her groin to her belly button.

He couldn't help it, his hand, snugly wrapped around her, reached behind and rested on her ass, palm wide. He didn't squeeze much, but did feel it, the smooth softness that felt like sin.

He stared at her face, their chests still apart although the quilt was high up to their shoulders. Her eyes were open, she was awake, and staring back at him. She had done her eyelashes again, it seemed, he could notice them.

He gulped in silence.

"Ev called," Judy voiced, suddenly scooting closer, her nipples faintly brushing against his chest. He could feel. "She asked me to tell you she's sorry for what happened."

That bitch! That fucking bitch. She knowingly did it, didn't she?

"Let me guess, she didn't tell you why?" he asked back, choosing to be honest instead of trying to bury it.

"Nope. But something did go down, right? She feels different now, more driven, more serious, kinda snappy all the time. I can't figure out why," she replied, getting even closer until her breasts started to flatten against him.

Cypher felt his member throb against her belly, his hand holding a slightly stronger grip on the give of her asscheeks. But he didn't derail the topic. He stared into the white of her eyes and told her the truth.

"That night at the club, when you were checking out the BDs and chrome, she pulled some stupid shit. I was drunk, and she got right up on me, knelt down, and tried to blow me. Said she'd be my exclusive private joytoy if I kept her. Wanted money, of course. Worse, she tried to record the whole thing as a BD to blackmail me against you later."

Cypher didn't know if he sounded angry or maybe scared Judy. Because she scooted so close that her chest was flat against him, he could even feel her belly against his, his cock squeezed between. He could feel her breath, taste it, just two or three inches away.

"I stopped her, yanked her to her feet, and told her she was fucking dumb and a few other things. Judy, it was me, that's why she's still breathing. Picture her trying that shit on some other big corpo, trying to record a BD. Trust me, they'd have made an example out of her in the nastiest ways imaginable. Thrown to Scavs to... I won't say more."

He felt her body flinch right then. He reckoned she probably imagined the worst case. She had worked at Clouds once, after all. But then her right hand came up and rested on the side of his face, her fingers rubbing over his temple.

"I don't know why she thought that was a good idea. Besides, I don't even find her that attractive anyway."

Judy's hand stopped caressing his face, her eyes narrowed. "Hm? So if she was your type, you'd have gone for it?"

Cypher smugly smirked and squeezed her harder into himself, his grip on her ass growing shamelessly rough. "Well, if she looked like a certain, top-tier BD editor I know, I'd have hopped and clapped while saying yes."

"And then what?" she asked.

Fuck! Is it gonna happen?

Cypher couldn't believe he was feeling flustered. He! He, the goddamn degenerate. Her face was so close, even closer now, just an inch away, he could almost feel her nose touch his.

But he maintained confidence, even if she felt his heart racing like a horse. He squeezed harder. "Then? I'd just keep her locked up in my arms like a cage. I know damn well how to treat beauty right, you know."

"Heh…" Judy giggled, her hand shifting.

Really?

He felt Judy's thumb softly rub over his lips. Was she going to kiss him? He chose not to go for it and let it be her own decision. He didn't want her to regret it later.

"Can't believe it," she started, just a whispering voice. "The big man city's talking about is in my bed."

"Butt naked, too."

"Hah!"

Judy laughed loudly at that and then abruptly went silent. A strange sexual tension filled the gap between their faces.

Cypher felt her breath, her presence, her gaze on him. He felt frustrated, wanting to kiss those lips because all be damned, he knew he had feelings for this one. It was tough to hold onto the restraint. It was tough to know she wasn't into guys, as funny as it was in their current state.

He throbbed against her below, felt her heart thumping against his own. He could hear her gulps. Her hand had stopped; her thumb halted over his lips. It felt more like a sign to him, holding him from kissing her.

Minutes passed. No words were spoken. Just breaths, gulps, and heartbeat.

And then she leaned in, but only to leave Cypher in anguish. She pecked his cheek, so close to the edge of his lips that it might as well be on the lips. Yet it wasn't. And just as fast as she kissed, she turned around and pressed her back and hips into him.

Dammit… What the hell is going on in your head, Judy?

"Goodnight, Cyph. Got a long day tomorrow."

"Hmm…"

That was all he could reply with.

He felt angry, annoyed, and disappointed. But he was not the old, fucked-up Cypher. If this was her boundary, then it was also hers to cross. He just wrapped an arm around her, and before long, without trying, his shaft slid between her thighs, slick against her…

Slick?

He felt the heat but said nothing or did nothing. His hand, still, mischievously shifted up and cupped her breast. Just feeling the softness, nothing else.

At the same time, Atlas's countdown began in his head. He took in a deep, calming breath against her hair and closed his eyes.

[Four… three… two… one.]

The feeling of an endless void opening returned for a split second. He felt his mind light, like it was suspended in zero gravity. But that sensation lasted for such a short moment that before he could grasp it, the new itch arrived.

This one was big. It felt big. But it wasn't the size, it was the depth of knowledge. The sheer number of components, and also the software needed. Not just technological, but also bioengineering, it seemed.

Huh? Android? What?

He almost yelped in excitement and woke up Judy. He focused hard on the thing. It was a real android, a robot that also had biological parts. And it was fucking advanced with a damn Fusion Core inside it.

"Atlas! We got a Fusion core! We got a fucking Fusion core and… No, no, no, no! Fuck, no! It's just a goddamn battery. It uses Fusion but… we're fucked, Atlas."

Instantly, Cypher's mood went from excited to panicked as he truly understood the sheer energy requirements of this android.

[What happened?]

"Goddammit, we need a fusion reactor or even a full fission reactor blasting everything it's got to charge this damn core! If we hook it to the regular supply, it'll take fucking years. My head's gonna explode from this itch before that shit. I'm dead, Atlas."

[I will find a way, Cypher. Have faith in me.]

"Where the hell are you gonna find a nuclear reactor for me to use?"

[I will allocate my full processing capacity if required, Cypher. What is this Android called? Does it have a name? Do you know its origin? Perhaps that may help?]

"No clue. Never heard of it before, but it's crazy advanced, like thousands of years in the future advanced. It's called… I think it's called a SecUnit."

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