Reality to Nightmare

Disclaimer: I do not own Rockman/Megaman, nor do I own any of the robots in this fanfic.

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Cutman sighed. It was too early for anyone to be awake. So why was he? The scissor ‘bot had no idea. For some reason, he had been unable to sleep, so he decided to sit on the couch in the den and watch some TV on mute. Perhaps he would get tired after a while and be able to sleep easier…

The sound of someone coming down the stairs reached his audio sensors, and he turned to see…

…Gutsman?

Cutman waved to his bigger brother.

“Hi, Gutsman. What are you doing up so early?”

Gutsman sighed, walking over and sitting next to Cutman.

“Couldn’t sleep.”

Cutman smiled slightly.

“Bad dreams?”

“You have no idea…”

Cutman watched as Gutsman sighed again. The smaller robot looked thoughtful for a moment. Neither of them could sleep…maybe they needed something to exhaust them. Perhaps…

“Maybe sparring for a bit would take your mind off of it.”

Gutsman turned to look at him.

“Sparring? Seriously?”

Cutman shrugged.

“It’s worth a try.”

“Wouldn’t we be waking everyone up?”

Cutman laughed.

“The battle room is soundproof. Do you really think Dr. Light would allow us to spar out here?”

Gutsman chuckled.

“That’s true…”

Both robots stood up. Cutman turned off the TV and looked up at his bigger brother.

“I need a challenge anyway. Come on, I’ll spar with you.”

The two robots made their way to the battle room.

When they got inside, they took positions far away from each other. Cutman got into a battle stance, as did Gutsman. The scissor ‘bot grinned.

“Ready?”

Gutsman nodded.

“Ready.”

“Go!”

The two robots charged forward. Cutman struck first, but Gutsman blocked the attack and tried to counter with an uppercut. Cutman jumped back, dodging Gutsman’s giant fist.

The two robotic siblings continued to spar. Cutman was doing well – he was dodging almost all of his bigger brother’s attacks. The attacks that did make contact with him managed to cause pain, but not too much; Gutsman was holding back as to not cause serious damage to him.

Gutsman seemed to be doing well on his end, too; though he was not as quick as Cutman, he could block Cutman’s attacks easily without taking damage.

As they sparred, Cutman failed to notice Gutsman staring at him with an odd look in his eyes. Something did seem a little out-of-place to Cutman, but he just passed it off as Gutsman trying to hold back his full power in his attacks.

Suddenly, Gutsman gave a pained groan, lowering his fists a bit. Cutman stopped at this, looking confused and concerned.

“Gutsman…?”

With a sudden burst of speed, Gutsman tackled him. The sudden attack left Cutman stunned. What just happened…? When Cutman regained his senses, he realized that he was harshly held down, unable to get up.

“Gutsman, what’s…?”

He was interrupted as the larger robot roughly kissed him. Cutman could only stare in shock at the bigger robot’s actions. After a while, Gutsman pulled away.

“G-Gutsman…?”

The larger robot ignored him, moving down to Cutman’s chest and began to lick at the area. Cutman gasped at this. What was going on?

Cutman’s eyelids lowered slightly. Whatever his brother was doing, it felt good…

The sudden sensation of a hand rubbing his sensitive area was almost overwhelming. Cutman started to pant. What was Gutsman doing to him?

Pleasure began to build up within his small body.

“Oh-ohhh…”

Cutman’s armor piece slowly felt like it was getting tighter. He felt Gutsman tug at the material a bit before removing it from his body. The scissor ‘bot tried to squirm, but he was effectively pinned down by one of Gutsman’s large hands. The bigger robot’s other hand returned to caress the smaller robot’s sensitive area.

Somehow, Cutman felt himself getting weaker and weaker with every caress of Gutsman’s hand and with every lick against his chest. Every touch seemed to sap away at his energy, and he had no idea why.

After a few more minutes, he felt Gutsman stop licking and heard him whisper.

“Does that feel good?”

Cutman could only moan in response. He was unable to speak coherently thanks to Gutsman’s actions…

He felt his bigger brother’s caress cease. Cutman’s eyelids lowered, partially closing his eyes. Whatever that was, it was great…

Gutsman began to lap at his chest again, and the wonderful feeling returned…

A pained cry echoed through the battle room. Something large had penetrated him, and it hurt! Cutman struggled underneath Gutsman, trying to get away from the pain, but he could not break free from the bigger robot’s grip.

Soon, Cutman realized that his bigger brother was sheathed within his body. He felt Gutsman start to pull out all the way, then thrust back in. Cutman whimpered as Gutsman started a steady rhythm. He felt his brother continue to lap at his chest, trying to soothe him, but, oh, God, it hurt!

Cutman felt Gutsman reach down, caressing the smaller robot’s sensitive area again. The pleasure started to build up again, and Cutman stopped struggling. The pain outweighed the pleasure, but it still felt somewhat good…

Gutsman started to thrust faster. Cutman’s breathing became small, short inhales as the speed increased. The pain was fading fairly quickly, becoming pure pleasure. The smaller robot’s eyes clenched shut. This was too much…

“…G-Gutsman…I…I…Ohhh…!”

Cutman came first, crying out as he released. He felt his muscles clench tightly around Gutsman’s girth, and the larger robot grunted. Cutman felt his bigger brother thrust a few more times before thrusting forcefully deep within him. The scissor ‘bot felt hot liquid shoot into him soon afterward.

After a while, Gutsman, completely spent, pulled out of Cutman. Cutman’s breathing slowly went from short pants to long inhales as his bigger brother released him. His brother kissed him one last time before picking him up, taking their armor pieces in his other hand as he cradled the scissor robot. Cutman spoke up first, his voice no more than a whisper.

“Wh-what…what was that…?”

Gutsman smiled slightly.

“That was something similar to what happened in my dream earlier.”

There was a short pause.

“Oh…”

Gutsman sighed.

“I’m sorry for what I did, but I couldn’t help it…”

Cutman smiled weakly.

“W-well, it was an…interesting experience.”

Gutsman shook his head.

“Well, we’d better get cleaned up before anyone else wakes up. I don’t want to have to explain this to Dr. Light, Rock, Roll, or anyone else.”

Cutman nodded.

“Yeah…”

With that, Gutsman carried Cutman out of the battle room to clean themselves off.


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Okay, hopefully this story was better than my previous one: “Nightmare to Reality”…

Let me know how I did and if I can improve on anything…