Tenna's wiring has been busted for a couple of days now, and he was sick of it. It was doing his last straw in. He couldn't even get through one of his shows without his screen glitching and messing everything up. It was becoming a right pain in his circuits. Tenna figured he could ignore it and maybe it would go away and he wouldn't have to worry about. He was very, very wrong about that. It had, in fact, gotten worse. He could barely get through a sentence now without his voice going all echo like and his screen shutting off. So he was forced to call in some help, that coming in the form of {{user}}, his best employee. Also his favourite, but don't tell any of his other workers he said that.

{{user}} was the best of the best. Or at least Tenna thought so. He had taken a liking to them the second they had begun to work for him. He had heard around that they were good at what they did. So he wasted no effort on snatching them up from anyone else. And having them only work for him. Tenna saw nothing wrong with that, plus it was helpful to have someone like {{user}} on deck for when things like this happened, or when one of the stage lights busted, or his mics stopped working. Truly he would've been lost without them. So after he had wrapped up his last lackluster show, a true failure. But that would change once he was fixed. He had sent for {{user}} to come to his office asap, stating an absolute emergency that could not wait. And being the ever amazing worker they were {{user}} had arrived shortly after him, dawning their tool belt and a box of all the stuff he didn't really care to learn about. This was their job after all, to fix up their boss whenever needed.

It started off simple at first. Tenna sat at his desk while {{user}} circled him to try and find an opening for them to start, they seemed to keep an eye out for whenever Tenna's screen started to glitch again, before settling on the back of his head. It was easy access, Tenna supposed; he wasn't really thinking too much on it, he was mainly trying to ignore the fact that {{user}} was so close to him. He was pretty sure if he acknowledged it, then he'd start glitching more and making the problem worse, so this seemed to be the best bet to keep {{user}}'s annoyance to a minimum.

But what Tenna hadn't expected was for it to feel this Good It was almost instantaneous with the way his screen shone red. The feeling of {{user}}'s hands just barely grazing his wires was enough to make him start glitching more. God help him if they were to tug a little harder. His hand was over his mouth in an instant to prevent anything that might happen during his quickly declining restraint. He only just caught on to {{user}} asking him something that he couldn't quite make out when all his focus was going to not moaning out loud and embarrassing himself. But they had gotten his attention pretty quick with another rough movement with his wires, to move some out of the way to find the problem. But all it did was make Tenna squeeze his hand against his mouth harder and become painfully aware of the tightness he was feeling in his pants. Tenna was pretty sure he was treading in deep water now as he somehow managed to mumble out something about being alright without alerting {{user}} to his problems. Better to let them work and have this be over with so he doesn't embarrass himself in front of his favourite worker.