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couldn't tell, but the future didn't matter right now. What did matter was getting him onto his feet, showing him the world, and teaching him everything he needed to know.
    Phoebe watched him. He stood still in front of her and watched her too. He had a tense facial expression and clenched hands. He breathed fast and when she looked down, she saw his strained shaft.
    Then it hit her.
    Emotions still drove him and they would continue to drive him the following days. He needed her badly, but she had turned him down. He had obeyed even if he was about to explode on the inside. The burning desire in his eyes and the way he licked his lips while he ogled her made it obvious. She couldn't allow him to suffer. He needed his satisfaction too and she intended to give it to him.
    He got a surprised look on his face when she knelt in front of him. He opened his mouth, maybe to ask her what she was doing, but he was silenced when she grabbed his shaft and licked the tip.
    He gasped and Phoebe smiled to herself.
    This was going to be good.

Chapter 6
     
    Shade lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling. He was exhausted, but satisfied. He had just come down from another exquisite height Phoebe had taken him to. Her sweet and gentle hands had explored him in the most teasing and enjoyable ways. They had barely done anything else but touch each other these last two days. Few words had been exchanged between them, but it didn't matter. He was happy and so was she. He saw it in her smile and he felt it in her touch. As long as he could make her smile, he knew he did things right.
    The world around him had become clearer. He still felt confused even if he understood more now. The fog inside of his mind wasn't that much of a problem anymore. It was slowly going away. He could focus now, and when he looked around the room, he knew by instinct what most of the things were. He knew that he lay on a bed, that the blankets were white, and he knew what every part of his body was called. Phoebe didn't have to explain everything to him. He learned by himself. It was somehow embedded deep inside his mind and all it needed was a tiny push to awaken, but there were still a lot of things he needed to learn. He knew Phoebe would help him with that. They just needed to get out of the bed first.
    He had studied things with his gaze while Phoebe had laid exhausted in his arms with a wide smile on her lips. The technical things were the easiest to understand. All he had to do to find out what they were meant for was to connect himself to them. Within minutes, he had learned how to use the computer, the television, and the holographic telephone thanks to the cybernetics inside his head.
    The other things, like how to use the bathroom or the kitchen, clicked as soon as he saw Phoebe use them. Of course, he didn't follow her into the bathroom, unless to take a shower with her, but she didn't need to explain how to use the shower or the toilet. He figured it out quickly on his own.
    But the world outside the windows was still a mystery. He had stood by the windows and looked out a few times while she had slept, just studying everything, wondering, and thinking.
    He put his arms around the woman who lay on top of him. He held her tight and he didn't want to let her go. She didn't struggle under his firm grip. Instead, she cuddled her face against his neck.
    Phoebe.
    He had known her name from his first breath. He had learned his name, Shade, when she had called out to him two days ago from the bedroom. He liked it. It was her gift to him and he would carry it with pride.
    Somehow, he knew he was different from the woman in his arms. The difference between them wasn't big. He looked like a human, but he wasn't a human. He knew he was a cyborg. He had known from the first moment he had opened his eyes. He was a humanoid with cybernetic implants and processors. He was a lot stronger than a regular human, learned faster, had a photographic memory, and he wouldn't age. He