"Don’t do what, Shojo?" he sneered. "Take you in the rough way you’ve always asked me to do? I know you like it rough." He grabbed her arms and pushed her against the wall, pinning her there. "So don’t even think about denying it."
Inside his brain, Guard was screaming at himself to stop. But the greyface magic had a very solid grip on him. He didn’t want to do this, but he literally couldn’t stop himself. His lips found hers in a rough kiss and he ground his metal pelvis into her soft flesh.
Shojo let out a small scream that was cut off by Guard’s mouth on hers. Her face drained of color and she trashed to free herself. She tried to bash her knee into his groin but his metal plating hurt her more than it did him. She turned her face and shoved him away as best she could.
"NO!! No, Guard, please!!" she yelled, tears stinging her eyes. "Guard, please don’t do this! Please!"
Do you really expect me to stop just because you beg me to? His computerized voice, this time, sounded nothing like it usually did. It was as though a virus had gotten through and someone else was speaking through him. I’m enjoying watching your struggle… Makes me want to take you even more!
He was barely budged when she tried to shove him away, still pressing against her. Scream all you want… You’ve screamed enough times in bed that no one will think its any different from our other sexcapades!