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Angepitoyeir was a small child of the Maverick House MKII and the supposed "baby" of Sigma. Often viewed upon with love and adoration by the much older robots, Angel was always one to be gifted everything, even if it meant being given some rather questionable things from a certain guardian tasked into watching over him. While one is not very clear or aware of his actions, another could speculate the leader's reaction to such claims.
This is where Cedar is brought into the picture, as well as his deluded fantasies. Not much is known around the entire household but Cedar was rumored to have the exact same beliefs as both Zero and Gate combined, albeit harmful and disgusting. He was normally handed the task of babysitting Angepitoyeir when either Sigma or Vile wasn't present and, with this role, has never once thought of abusing it to an extent.
He was glad for it in the end, but how long is this going to last before he snaps completely? Having no clue as to what to think, Cedar decided to take the time to ponder his thoughts carefully. The tall Reploid sat down on one of the sofas in the living room and had decided to pass the time by scrolling through his phone.
He remembered Sigma talking about going on vacation with Vile and Dr. Lee, where he will have to babysit Pit once more. He was okay with it, but at the same time he couldn't help but worry. What if Sigma knew about these deranged thoughts he harbored? Or Vile?
It would become a horrifying result in the end for him as everyone inside the Maverick House would hate him forever. In fact if he knew better, it would be best kept closeted.
'Thank God for me,' Cedar thought as he rubbed his fingers into his purple locks of hair. Putting his phone up, Cedar heard the thunderous footsteps of Sigma and Vile coming downstairs to leave for their trip. Cedar reluctantly sat upright and stared off in their direction, hoping to see them coming down anytime soon.
The shadow of the duo had faded in and appeared the actual figures as Sigma himself was fully dressed in a black pinstripe suit while Vile looked as if he was inspired by a certain anime character. The Maverick tried his best not to laugh, but just seeing the lackey's apparel was too much for the mature eyes to handle.
"Cedar. Vile and I will be out for a couple of weeks," explained Sigma. "Can I trust you to babysit Angepitoyeir for us? It would be gladly appreciated."
"Sure thing, sir! I am happy to help!"
The former commander gave Cedar a pat on the head, walked up to the front door, and opened it. However, he stopped and turned to face the Reploid again.
"Oh, and one more thing; don't touch my stuff."
"Yes, sir."
With that, Sigma and Vile disappeared out of the front door and off on their trip, leaving the Maverick dealer alone in the living room. The foreboding silence settled in as he shut off his phone and headed upstairs to his bedroom. On his way there, Cedar was met with the familiar scenery of the halls and the rows upon rows of each and every bedroom door belonging to their respective inhabitants.
He wasn't in the mood to annoy Colonel or visit with Berkana and Gareth, so the only thing he insisted on doing was either taking a nap and wait until Pit cries, or at least get a text from Zero.
It took all of his energy to resist texting the latter, considering they rarely got any news about the other anymore. If Zero had left him a message at least, then Cedar could try and respond. But he didn't. The only communication between them was that of the two reploids. Cedar would be lying if he said the lack of contact wasn't frustrating.
Sighing, the Reploid began to head back towards his bedroom. As he walked past his own bedroom, he paused briefly and examined it. For as long as he can remember it has been his sanctuary of sorts, a place where he could hide from everyone and everything. At the moment, however, he felt uneasy having nobody around in here. A sense of emptiness filled the air as he looked around, and he wished it were just him.
Cedar sighed and trudged onwards. With nothing else to do, he went to get a shower and prepare for bed. He did his nightly routine by brushing his teeth twice, washing his face once more before putting away his toothbrush, then turning out the lights. Once he finished getting changed into his nightgown, he crawled into his bed and laid down, staring up at the ceiling. His gaze wandered throughout the dark room, looking around the empty space as he recalled all the memories he had and the terrifying discoveries he made.
During his time with the other Mavericks, Cedar had came to a realization in which had become the very bane of his existence - he was sexually attracted to extremely underaged Reploids, not just Angepitoyeir. And he was friends with two people who had the same attractions as he did.
He wanted to find someone like Zero or Gate. Who else could possibly understand the feeling? How he hated it when his feelings were misinterpreted.
Cedar closed his eyes and tried to forget what he was thinking of. However, the more he tried to focus his thoughts on something else, the more vivid they became. Eventually, he fell asleep, only to be awakened hours later with his eyes glued shut. He groggily opened them, realizing he hadn't slept well at all.
The young Reploid reached for his phone sitting beside his bed and unlocked it.
Going through his encrypted files, Cedar thought that the only thing that could ever calm him down was some good ol' Childbot porn that Zero and Gate have been sharing with him. Those were videos they made themselves, so Cedar knew they wouldn't judge him for liking them let alone be the only one standing.
Each one of them had small, young, and somehow underaged Reploid children as the "stars" of their films, which server as a coping mechanism for their buddy Cedar. He clicked on one and, with a quivering smile on his face, watched as it booted up. The first one he selected was a small Reploid child sitting down on a chair of some sorts with what appeared to be Gate beside him. Reaching a hand down to pet him, Gate knelt down to give him a kiss on the cheek, causing the boy to giggle slightly.
This was until the Reploid scientist unfastened his belt and allowed his cock to dangle in front of the kid's eyes.
"Come, come~," said Gate in a deep voice, motioning to pull his member closer to him. He grabbed a hold of it gently and slowly pumped it in time with his hushed voice. "You want daddy to fuck your cute little face~?"
When the Reploid nodded and giggled in response, Gate smiled and moved it even further forward. He pulled it in and kissed along the skin. "Good, good. Keep nodding. Keep rocking."
Cedar had to admit that the video was quite sexy and the image of the small creature's tiny face, covered by long, dark brown hair, seemed oddly appealing. There was also the way his little mouth opened with each pump of his dick; he had never seen anything like that. To the side, he saw Gate reach over and grab the little boy's right leg. Bringing the appendage up, he placed a finger on the boy's hole and started pushing it in roughly.
"Do that again," he instructed, "and suck harder."
As the Reploid obeyed his command by doing exactly as instructed, the little child continued bobbing his head up and down, sucking on the digit. The sight of the Reploid's mouth moving and the sound of his moaning caused Cedar to grow hard.
"Mmmm~ yes~! Harder~! Daddy likes it~! Yes! Suck more..."
Cedar found himself getting wetter the longer the videos played out and he almost moaned out loud. He really needed to relieve himself after watching all the things Gate had fantasized about. He knew about the youngest Reploids the scientist himself had been in sexual contact with, but at the same, wished he didn't.
In that video, Cedar had wished he could join Gate in this taboo behavior on camera, not having a single care in the world or for what people would think of him after that. The acts depicted in the video was already enough to drive Cedar into becoming hungry for this piece of action to the point of no return. The sounds of that little Reploid boy and his friend Gate pleasuring him was like music to his ears . Cedar craved this act of violence that he couldn't even imagine being able to experience himself.
That's it~! Yes! Faster! So good! More! More~!" exclaimed Gate. A few seconds passed before the screen displayed a new video. Suddenly, Cedar slammed his laptop shut and hopped out of bed, putting on his usual outfit from earlier. However, he had decided to leave his cloak in its place and only left in his default armor.
Venturing out into the hallways, Cedar could only try and get these nasty thoughts out of his mind, but those sounds that were being produced from that video; the sounds of a child being choked and his friend Gate pleasuring himself to it were enough to make the tall Maverick feel aroused. He also remembered his task of babysiteing Angepitoyeir who might've been asleep, but Cedar just hoped he could at least get some for himself when given the chance.
Spending his time with the little Angel bot played a hefty toll on his emotions as he felt a sharp tightness around the waist of his armor, but he tried his best not to let it get the best of him. Cedar had looked on with great fervor as he saw the familiar sight of Angepitoyeir's bedroom and slowly padded up to it.
"Okay," Cedar told himself, "if I can just go in there and take a good look at him, I won't have these feelings anymore."
He knew very well that this was a lie, of course, as he gripped on the doorknob tightly. Sweat trickling down his forehead Cedar slowly opened up the door to be met with the pastel scenery of Angepitoyeir's bedroom. In fact, this was actually a nursery constructed by both Sigma and Dr. Doppler, where everything was in bright pink to fit the little one's apparel.
The nursery had cotton candy pink wallpaper with white stripes gliding down each corner, a changing table was placed significantly near the drawers, a rocking chair was situated in the center, and another baby bassinet was placed next to the crib. On either side of the bed were shelves full of toys that were mostly plush toys like stuffed animals, pacifiers, and bottles. On top of the crib sat two stuffed toy poodles, one red and one black.
After entering, Cedar carefully looked down at the little Angel bot covered in the blankets and sighed deeply, his hands twitching uncomfortably against his hips. He looked at the kid's sleeping body and had nearly shook out of place when he saw Angel shuffle a bit in the comforters and stretched out his arms. Cedar looked over inside the crib to watch his charge wake up from his nap and yawn a little. It was still fairly early, so the room was quiet, and there was hardly anyone here, so Cedar decided to wait for a while before going into the room.
Cedar stood at the foot of the child's crib and stared down at him intently, wondering why he was so attractive. Angel opened his eyes fully and blinked several times, letting out a small gasp when he realized he wasn't alone. As soon as Cedar noticed his eyes were opening, he crouched down and offered a sweet smile.
"Hi there, beautiful," said Cedar to the child.
Upon hearing Cedar speak , Angel's eyes began glowing brightly as he lifted his tiny hand towards the Maverick. "I wan' Daddy!" He exclaimed excitedly.
Cedar chuckled.
"Well... my name is Cedar. What's yours, little one?"
Angel looked at Cedar with wide eyes and then pointed at himself with an accusing gesture. "Me!" he exclaimed.
Smiling once more, Cedar put a finger to his lips and winked at him. "Shhhh, you can't tell anybody that, okay? Otherwise, they'll be mad at me, so don't tell."
"Puh.. puh, puh.."
Chuckling a little, Cedar landed a gentle hand down on the Angel boy's soft salmon pink hair and tussled it playfully. As the sound of his charge's giggling made it to his robotic ears, the Maverick had just remembered those horrid thoughts he harbored as well as this thick erection he had gained from those illicit videos.
Looking down at the baby, his blue and gray eyes looked into his own green ones.
"You probably need to be changed," insisted Cedar as he carefully padded up to the changing table with the little Angel Reploid in his arms. The older Maverick placed Angepitoyeir down, brought his legs closer to his torso, and removed the lower portion of his cloth. Cedar gently removed the diaper guard from Angel's waist, but stopped in the middle when he looked down and noticed his charge's small cock.
His face began to burn with lust as he blushed intently, aggressively scraping his nails against his legs. He turned away slightly and looked away with a look of disgust. It was obvious to him that the child below him was not the right size for a man. And yet despite his embarrassment, he forced himself to look back down at the child whose face held only a curious expression. "It's ok," said Cedar, trying to assure himself. He reached down with one trembling hand and caressed the little guy's cheek, brushing a loose hair strand behind it.
"Daddy loves boys... just like Daddy loves girls. You're gonna love your Daddy a lot because you'll be my little angel forever and ever."
Angel smiled shyly at him, placing both of his arms onto his bare belly. It was almost until Cedar felt his own hands lower themselves down to his lower armor and remove it with ease, revealing his fully erect member.
'F-Fuck. I can't do this. But it feels so right....~'
The Reploid looked down at the ground, took in a deep breath, and lifted up the hem of his shirt. He bent down a little, feeling uncomfortable and unable to stop himself from staring for a moment.
Then, Cedar slowly leaned down to pick the young Reploid up, his face now filled with lust again. He looked at the other and then pulled at the front of his underwear with his free hand, making the little one moan as it felt the cold metal of his shaft. Without warning, Cedar slipped his tongue into his charge's rectum and began sucking greedily. It was then that he became aware of how hot he felt, how much he wanted to bury himself inside this little one and how it suddenly felt as if he couldn't breathe.
'I need this,' he thought. 'I can't control myself if I don't fuck that brat.'
After having finished rimming his charge, Cedar aimed his cock directly at Angepitoyeir's entrance and forced himself inside, letting out a shameful yet satisfied groan. After pulling out, he went back inside and continued fucking his young charge, thrusting himself harder and harder each passing moment. The little Angelbot moaned louder and louder, causing him to become more and more desperate. Once again, the pain that Cedar felt from all these actions he couldn't stop coming back to him and this time he was sure he could finally let it take over and completely destroy him.
"Daddy, daddy... huuurt me! Oh no, Daddy hurt! Daddy hurts!" The little baby boy cried out loud.
Finally pushing himself to his limits Cedar slammed both of his hands down onto Angel's mouth and kept thrusting his hips to the rhythm of their mechanical bodies slapping while also panting heavily like a Dog.
"Shhh, little angel, it's ok," said Cedar. "Daddy's just about done with you." Suddenly, Cedar felt the sudden urge to wrap both of his fingers onto the Angel boy's neck and choke him, but that was suddenly brushed off when the heat of his thrusts became too hot to handle. As if out of nowhere, Cedar felt something hard and round hit his sensitive tip as his climax washed away his remaining will to live. His ejaculations flowed quickly from him and within seconds, the older Maverick knelt down before his charge.
Opening his eyes an regaining consciousness Cedar looked at his cum soaked charge and proceeded to back away to grab some supplies. Bending down to the shelves underneath the changing table, the Maverick was able to pull out some wet wipes and a fresh new diaper guard for the little Angel Reploid.
As Cedar was wiping off the mess between his thighs, he could almost feel someone walking in on him or call his name. Thankfully he was home alone, or this would lead to a very awkward conversation between him and the commander. Applying the diaper guard onto Angepitoyeir's waist, he gently cradled him in his arms and set him down in the crib.
Cedar turned to walk out of the nursery, but slowly glanced back to see his charge tremble and shake with fear. In order to hide his shame, he reluctantly rushed out of the nursery and into his own bedroom, hoping to shake this off by morning.