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[tekhartha]

I had never given much thought to sexual intimacy before I arrived here.

[The soft, sonorous thrum of Zenyatta's voice comes drifting across the network like a cloud on the wind, punctuated haphazardly by the faintest of chimes as his orbs circle, unseen. His tone is carefully neutral, curious and undemanding, as he continues.]

When my omnic brothers and sisters liberated ourselves, some among us chose to forsake such human forms of sexual gratification as symbolic of our subservience; our bodies were built for the use of humans, and our ability to feel physical pleasure merely a supplement to human pleasure. To use them as free, sentient beings was to agree that we were little more than shallow imitations of our creators.

I had not considered my own path at all, until now- and, for my ignorance, it is all I can think about for a few days each month!

[Wryly amused for a second there before he continues. If he is being perfectly honest there is one person in particular who is driving him to distraction, but... he hums.]

I believe I would like to try it for myself, under the right circumstances, yet I find myself-- quite unsure. Would any of you be so kind as to share your own first experiences? [brightly:] "Virginity" is merely a social construct, of course, but I am sure each of you has a story you might care to tell!

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[tekhartha]

For most the changes are simply a matter of disabling the appropriate equipment. One must remember, however, that as omnics there are ways of achieving that kind of intimacy that do not involve lovemaking in the human sense of the word- interfacing, for instance, through a shared network or connector plugs. [He chuckles.] Have you ever connected your nervous system to that of your lover to experience their every thought and sensation?

[a beat.]

I have not either. In time, perhaps... but I digress. [If he keeps talking he'll miss her story!

Which, as it turns out, is utterly charming- the chuckle becomes a laugh before she has even finished, caught instantly from Angela.]

Privacy curtains? You were on the ward! [He tuts playfully, adopting a chiding tone.] My, Dr. Ziegler! You were quite the wild child!

[cadeuces]

I'm afraid to say I haven't, no; that does sound amazing, were such a thing possible for us. And addicting, I'm sure.

( Oh, The Possibilities™! His laugh is musical as he catches the bug from her, and he also catches her in the secret of her story. )

"Were"? I promise I still am. But yes, I was on the ward. We had to be very quiet. The thrill made it far more interesting than I'm sure it would have been without. We learned our lesson.

Communal showers were too risky, as were the locker rooms, so we found the empty exam rooms when the mood struck. It's rather common for med students and doctors to fool around as such; no one else shares our strange schedules. ( He can probably picture her hands in front of her mouth in a delighted (silent) little clap that lingers, the way her voice is muffled. ) Truly though, if you find your sensory feedback lacking in the least, I hope you'll let me help. And I hope this and everyone else's answers have given you some confidence to pursue bonds with others.