#dbh fic

[mediocre-quill-ink]

Dirty cop

Summary: You're a deviant, and conner gets aggressive interrogating you. You shouldn't be turned on by this, but you are. He's so intimidating. Sexual tension rises once he realizes you're aroused by this. As a final interrogation tactic, he gets you two somewhere more... private.

Content: aggressive conner, small spaces, choking (kind of), degrading kink, mentions of murder, reader explains their crimes while getting fucked, I'm bad at pacing so just read slowly

Holy fuck

Holy fuck

I'm in a lot of trouble

I stand uncomfortably in the room I was instructed to wait in. I could run. I should run but I don't want to risk it, guards and guns everywhere. I don't want to risk that yet.

Suddenly the door clicked open. "Thank you, officer " I heard a husky voice say before entering. Another android, it looked like he worked for the police, strange. He was fairly tall, six feet even, brown clean cut hair, nice jaw, freckles peppered across the face, doe brown eyes. He seemed to be fairly kind looking on exception for his expression. Stiff and neutral, not the most welcoming.

"Android number 618 725 210-43 you are under investigation for the murder of Daniel Lane." I swallowed hard. I knew what I did was wrong, but something inside of me snapped. I was doing my regular deliveries when I saw that man mug a poor woman. I just couldn't let him do that. I didn't mean to kill him. It was an accident.

He slowly walked in front of me, he was uncomfortably close, I could practically feel him breathing on me. His stare was burning into my face. "Do you have no mercy, Deviant? Do you not realize what you've done?"

Holy shit.

He's really leaning into me now. God, he's close. I can't help but feel a blush on my cheeks. "What? Not gonna say anything? Hm? " Stay calm. Stay calm. Stay calm. Don't say anything. Maybe he'll think im not a Deviant.

He doesn't back away. Not even blinking. He's just burning a hole into me. "Say something. I know what you are. I know what you did." His voice rumbled into my ear, he was sturn and terrifying. Suddenly I felt hot. My ears were burning.

No way. I can't. I can't get aroused by this. I can't. not right now... oh my God, this is hot.

Suddenly, I was pushed against the wall. The force in his strength was no laughing matter, I was I'm deep shit. But God, somehow, it made me more aroused.

Hurt me

"Do you know what they'll do to you when you're convicted? They'll tear you apart! You're begging to be torn apart, aren't you?" I tried to control my breath, tried to calm down, but it wasn't working. My nerves were high and won't go down. Fear was muddied with lust, leaving me helpless.

Helpless

He slammed me against the wall again, this time holding me by the throat. We both knew we didn't breathe. Not really. Sure, androids have faux lungs, but really, it's just to give the illusion of breath to humans, make them look more life like. Not that he cared. It was the intimidation tactic that he wanted. The fact was I could barely move with him holding me like this. I tried to struggle around his grasp but it only made him grip harder. My heart rate escolated. "Arn't you??" He repeated, more aggressive, yelling now. My knees buckled. Holy shit no I shouldn't be aroused by this.

He leaned closer, his breath was rough against my faux skin. His eyes dug into mine for a moment, and they shifted. Analyzing. Then his brows twitched. And realization sunk in. His expression was something in-between smug and disgust. "You're aroused by this Arn't you?" He questioned, his voice the same mood as his face.

My heart dropped when he said it. He was so loud too, surely anyone in the next two rooms could hear it. Shame, fear, lust all bubbled up inside me. Everything he did further drove my lust, and it was making me crazy.

He had no response to my silence. It seemed he was still processing. Assessing his next move.

Shit.

After a moment, he squinted at me. Then, I grabbed a fist full of my shirt by the collar, dragging me with him. He pushed open the door of the interrogation office and dragged me with him.

"Connor, where the fuck are you going?" A call from an older man immigrated from behind us. "They clearly don't want to talk with an audience. I'll try to see what I can get out of them when we're alone." He stated flatly.

Before I knew it I was thrown past a whirl wind of doors and next thing I know I'm somewhere isolated. A cramped and dim room. My breath was heavy and out of control, my heart thumping against my plastic shell. What is happening??

"Clearly, traditional intimidation doesn't work on you." He droned, creeping closer to me.

Oh my God. Is this happening?

"So let's see what will get you to speak." He pulled his tie loose, draping around his shoulders. His slow movement never faltered from getting closer to me. I was instinctively backing away, but I wanted this. I knew whatever this was, it was going to get me in trouble, but I may as well die like a champ.

His jacket and shirt were un buttoned. He didn't bother to take them off. It seemed he knew the conservation was a tease, further causing me yern for him. My butt hit something hard. I quickly turned my head to see it was a countertop of sorts. It was cool against my fingertips. Just as my gaze focused in front of me again, he was pressed against me. The fabric of his clothes rubbing against mine. His hips rolling roughly against my core. I pressed my lips together, suppressing a moan. Holy shit this was really happening!

One of his hands gripped my neck again, pressing my head against the cold wall behind me. His eyes stared unbreakingly into mine as he continued to grind. I could feel myself getting hot, my heart beat growing quicker. Fuck. Whatever he was doing was working, and it made it hard to focus.

The pressure suddenly alleviated from my Groin when I suddenly heard a zip and the sound of more fabric shifting. Suddenly, his hands were on my pants, he roughly unzipped them and pulled them down. "Is this what you wanted?" his tone was more impatient than lustful, not to say lust wasn't there. "Answer me." He firmly stated. I let out a wine, trying to press myself against him, but he swiftly gripped my hips to render further movement, causing me to let out a more desperate wine. "Y-yes." I whispered desperately. "Then tell me what happened."

I tried to push myself against him, but it was no use. He was too strong. "I-i was delivering. I was assigned an address to drop off a pizza." His stare continued, urging me to continue. "I... I was on route until I heard screaming. I... I looked around, trying to assess any danger when I saw a man mugging someone. A woman. She was crying. " I looked desperately at him. Give me something. Please. He didn't budge. "T-then something inside of me changed. I knew I had to help her. I couldn't just let it happen."

Suddenly, something pushed inside of me, causing me to gasp. His hips slowly pressed against mine, streching me out. He was big. Dear Lord, he was big. It was overwhelming, and I was beginning to lose track.

"Good. Now tell me what happened." He rumbled. I began to clinch around him, trying to adjust. The led on the side of his head began to wildly flash yellow, his jaw clinching, eyes fluttering for a moment. Only a moment. But I caught my attention. "Something in me b-broke. I broke from my programming, I guess. Next thing I know, I dropped the pizza box, and I'm sprinting at the man." I swallowed hard, trying to keep my thoughts in one place. "I had to protect her. I attacked him." Keep cool. Keep cool.

"How exactly did you attack him?" His hips teasingly rolling against my core before stopping. I couldn't help but let out a soft moan. His led flased yellow for a split second. "I... I started by throwing him off balance... then I threw a punch. He fell back but managed to catch himself, and he sprinted at me... He was able to get a few good hits in."

A movement began to happen between my thighs. His dick was slowly pumping inside of me. Not by the movement of his hips, no, not like a person. It was robotic. It was the base of his shaft. "Keep going." He demanded firmly. I gripped the countertop, suppressing whimpers as I tried to keep my train of thought, but it was getting harder and harder to keep grasp on it. "I-i ended up using... his weapon as my own. Not to kill him. I just needed to... to weaken him." A whimper slipped from my lips but I continued "eventually I tried to shove him away again, much harder than before. I tried to tell the lady to run but she seemed to badly injured to do so. Next think I know he... he's dead. He must have hit his head. I didn't mean to kill him swear. I- I swear I just wanted to help someone."

Conner trusted much faster now. As well as taking his hand that was on my hips and using it to press against my clit. His fingers began to vibrate. I couldn't contain my moans anymore. It's mutch. "Then you fled with the woman to the hospital and hid. Why did you hide?" He grew aggressive again. His hand tightened around my throat. "I felt guilty. I panicked. I had to mutch to explain to the nurses. No matter what I said, I felt I couldn't do it right. I ran because I was scared."

Fuck his whole body waight was pressed against mine. I melted into him. He could do whatever he wanted with me at that moment, and I would have been fine with it. I just had a need for him. I was desperate. "See what happens when you cooperate well?" He teased half coldly. Leaning in to place a sloppy kiss on my shoulder, and that was my breaking point. Everything in my system ran into overdrive as I reached a climax. Visual systems flashing in and out of function He seemed to let out a few pants and moans, too, which let me plumet deeper into pleasure. He began to rhutt against me desperately, his whining growing more frequent. My heavy lids slid open, trying to observe him. His led flash changing from yellow to red temporarily before going back to yellow.

I don't know how much time had passed. But it seemed he was collecting himself. It took a few minutes for his led to return to blue. For my systems to return to normal. But once we were all collected, he quickly redressed himself, combing out his hair. I tried to as well. I wasn't sure what else to do. "That's what it took for you to tell the truth?" He finally stated, coldly. My heart dropped. I wasn't sure what I expected but I wasn't that.

I didn't even know how to respond. I softly shook my head "I suppose so." I whispers back, defeated. "Is that what it took for you to complete the mission?" I quipped back. I felt awkward as hell, but it was the first thing that came to mind. He stiffened for a moment, clinched his jaw and then continued to fix his tie "it seems we're both desperate party's."

There was a heavy awkwardness in the air before he finally grabbed my wrist and dragged me out of the room, walking me back to the interrogation room. "It seems you enjoyed it too." I offered. Not sure why, but I couldn't stop thinking it. He stopped suddenly, looking at me. "I enjoyed nothing. I simply did what I needed to complete my assignment." "We both know that is a lie. I heard the sounds you made. I saw your led." Something in his expression shifted for a moment, calculating. "What matters is that you confessed. We're done here." He demanded sternly. I need to get out of here. Before they destroy me. "Connor." I squeezed out. "What?" He asked, irritated. "How many miles from here to the movie theater?" It was a dumb question, I know but that's what I needed. I needed to throw him off. Plus, the theater was close to the busses. If I can get on the busses, I can escape this. "What?" His stern and flat expression quickly became confused. I repeated the question "one and a half miles -" I ripped my wrist from his hand and ran.

To be honest I knew he can catch me. He's more agile than I am but I had a shot and that's what mattered. I sprinted down the hall twords the glass doors, throwing them open. And darting into the snow "HANK" I heard conner call behind me. Fuck.

I must have blacked out, but somehow, I made it to the bus on time. Just barely avoiding them.

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Hank and connor stood in the snow. "Shit!" Hank cried, kicking a pile of snow. "I'm sorry Hank, I wasn't fast enough. " Hank took a moment to catch his breath, looking around agrivatedly and finally turned to conner "what the fuck were you doing mingling with the Deviant?" "What?" "Don't play dumb, Connor, Jesus christ!"

Pt.2

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[shaythey]

"Do you wish to talk to somebody else? Officer Chen, perhaps?"

"No." Gavin turns around, underlining his emotional state with heavy steps, trying too hard to conceal his unmissable sadness. He spits agitated words at Nines. "If you fuckin' dare to tell anyb—"

"—I would never, against your will."

(From this great fic.)

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[urfavbooblover]

Hi:) can I request a dbh connor x reader fluff? It can be anything you are comfortable with, I only carve for a cute, , nervous, blushing Connor :’)

Hi! Thank you for your request :) I apologize for this late publish, i was taking a quite long break but i still hope you’ll be happy to read this and enjoy it, i had much fun to write this cute imagine btw!

Blushing mess || Connor x gender neutral reader

Warnings: slight cursing but just fluff

(remind me if I missed any)

- Detroit become human masterlist link -

Y/N’s pov:

I was awoken from my sleep, by my annoying alarm, as i rolled onto my other side, reaching out my arm and lazily turning it off, letting out a groan of frustration. Another day of work was waiting for me and i was already not having it. So much shit has been going on lately and it seems like everyone is expecting way too much from me.

I’m surprised Hank is pretty understanding when it comes to my situation, usually he’s a big jerk but we built a good and steady friendship, which lead us to being great work buddies if i’m being honest. He can still be a pain in the ass sometimes.

I sat up on my bed, my mind wandering off to think of one special person. Well, he’s not a person, Connor is more likely a machine, one of the androids to be exact. He has been assigned to work with Hank but they don’t get along very well, i’m full of hope it’ll change any time soon though.

I felt a smile forming to my face, just thinking about him. Connor is probably one of the main reasons i still enjoy work, don’t get me wrong i actually learned to like my job, he just makes it a lot better. I couldn’t help but feel interested in him, he’s not just good looking but i started a liking in his personality too.

I reached a different type of motivation for this day and decided to get ready and have some breakfast. I didn’t notice how fast time was moving forward, so that’s when i rushed out of the house and grabbed some coffee on the way to my working place.

Arriving at the police department central station, i got out of my car, reaching the entrance. I walked in and took a sip of my still warm drink. I greeted my coworkers as friendly as i could be and finally took my seat across from Hank.

“Morning Y/N”, he spoke, gazing up at me from his computer. “Good morning Hank.”, i replied in a somewhat really nice tone, noticing he wasn’t in such a bad mood today. Kind of suspicious if you ask me.

“Oh good morning Y/N. It’s nice to see you again.”, i heard a familiar voice saying, seeing Connor back at Hanks side. “Good morning to you too Connor. It looks like you’re being positive, huh?”, i said, my eyes never leaving him. I’m not quite sure but i could bet i just heard Hank letting out a scoff.

“If Lieutenant Anderson hasn’t told you yet, we got some news for one of the deviants, it seems like he has been spottet somewhere and we’re about to investigate the location. I did a good job myself.”, Connor explained and earned an unamused glance from Hank, who wasn’t too happy about Connor’s own praise.

“Well, sounds great! You guys should inspect and move forward then. I probably got lots of work to finish here.”, i said, expressing the last sentence in a bored tone. “Actually, we want you to come with us on the mission today.”, Connor replied, trying to hide the fact, that his lips formed into a small smile.

“Yea. More like you. It was your idea Connor.”, Hank stated, letting out a huff. He was obviously exposing him there. “What? Uh, maybe i just don’t mind some help.”, he defended himself, blocking off any accusations, even though his face was slightly flushed. Androids could in fact blush, they’re designed so much like humans, it’s crazy.

And I myself couldn’t help but grin at the situation in front of me. “It’s alright guys, i’m glad to come with you. I rather be out from this place anyways.”, i stood up, waiting for them both to return the act, so we could go.

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On the ride to the spot, it was mostly quiet. Connor was the only one who began to talk a lot, explaining everything about the deviant he found out and it was honestly interesting, but i could see from the passenger seat that Hank was annoyed by hearing all of this again.

it didn’t take too long though and Hank finally parked the car. I took a look out of the window, seeing an old house, the color was already coming off and it seems like the people living there didn’t care much about it.

After my small inspection, i opened the door and stepped out of the vehicle. Hank was on his way to the front porch, as i heard another door close behind me. I turned my head, to find Connor right next to me. Was he waiting for me the whole time or why was he still sitting in there?

“The deviant is supposed to hide here. I just know an old couple is living there.”, he spoke up still looking forward, his gaze fixed on the house, before he decided to lock eyes with me. I almost forgot how beautiful they looked.

“Well, makes sense then, that no one took care of it.”, i responded, quickly turning my attention back to Hank, where i was about to walk off to anyway, but i was stopped when i felt a hand gently wrapped around my underarm. “I should mention, Y/N. You look very pretty today.”, Connor nervously smiled at me. I wasn’t even able to respond, cause he was gone in a second.

I don’t think i would’ve ever expected this. He couldn’t even keep the eye contact, was he that nervous? Little did i know, he was practicing how he was going to confront me about it the whole car ride. I like this side of him though.

I was so stuck in my mind, i didn’t even notice anything around me, till- “Y/N! Are you coming now!”, Hank screamed me out of my thoughts. I furrowed my eyebrows at him, realizing they’re both waiting for me. I jogged up to them, my eyes landing on Connor who was grinning from ear to ear.

“You need to-“, “Pay attention, yea yea. I literally just zoned out for a second, it’s not that deep Hank.”, i interrupted his sentence, cause i already knew what he was going to try to lecture me about again. He only sighed at me in response, as i slid past him to enter the house.

“And now? Where is everyone?”, i asked in confusion, us three standing in a completely empty, old fashioned furnished house. “Yea, if you would’ve paid attention earlier, you would’ve known by now.”, Hank responded in his usual sassy voice. “Oh come on Hank, just inform me, instead of going on with ur childish games”

“Nobody responded to our knocks, Y/N. They didn’t open the door, so Hank kicked it in.”, Connor replied instead, a soft expression on his face. I gave Hank a weirded out look, as he shrugged his shoulders. Who cares if he was even allowed to do any of this, i just quickly wanna get this over with.

“Okay, you know what? I will search everything down here. You two, go upstairs.”, Hank commands, already walking away from this scene. I spun around, taking a look at Connor, who watched Hank closely with narrowed eyes.

“Let’s get going, Connor.”, i said, preceding to get up the staircase. He followed shortly behind, as his voice could be heard really close to me. “Hank is pretty hotheaded. He’s somehow always mad at everyone.”, “He got a very short tempter. It’s like he’s always mad at the world.”, i replied.

Connor nodded his head, before i decided to enter one of the rooms. My hand had a tight grip on my gun, that my belt was holding, but it wasn’t needed, the room was just as empty as the rest of the house.

Connor scanned the entire room as he suddenly crouched down, reaching out his arm. I watched as his fingers touched the blue liquid on the floor as he took a taste of it. I’m used to him doing this but i still scrunch up my face every time. “The androids blood is still fresh, he must’ve been here just a few minutes ago.”, he said.

My eyes were wide, interested in what he had to say. “And maybe he saw the cop car and us approaching the house. He probably fled cause he was too afraid to face the situation.”, Connor added to it as i crossed my arms in front of my chest.

“Well, wouldn’t you do the same.”, i said with a slight smirk on my face, to which he was taken back. A nervous expression was painted all over his face once again, making my smile just grow wider. “I guess you’re right, Y/N.”, he replied, in a soft voice.

He had such a warm and welcoming look on his face as his eyes were fixed on me. You could say i was melting right on spot, trying not to show it too much. I could see his led on his face turning yellow for a moment, meaning he was just scanning me.

He quickly looked away though, now staring at the ground, which gave me the opportunity to silently watch him. He hasn’t said anything about what he has found out. Was I showing signs of anxiety? Most definitely.

“What’s wrong Connor? Are you nervous?”, i boldly asked, making him raise his head. “Nervous? Oh i was just-“, “You don’t have to lie to me, Connor.”, i chuckled, taking a step closer to him.

His cheeks were flushed and i could swear my heart was racing at this point. I’ve never had a guy being this cute, i also never had something going on with an android, nor have i ever felt anything for one. But with Connor it’s different.

And i wasn’t the only one who was all up in my mind, Connor seemed like his thoughts were overflowing. I may regret this forever now or my future me will be thankful i did this, when i decided to reach for his hand. My fingertips touched his skin as i grabbed his soft hand, my thumb slowly moving over the back of it.

His face was only turning into a deeper red tone and i wasn’t even able to read it. His eyes turned even softer if that’s possible and they were staring right into mine. My knees felt weak, but at least they could still hold my weight, right?

Connor on the other hand looked like he didn’t know what to do at all. I was in charge of the situation, which i myself couldn’t believe with a man like him. But it’s not like i didn’t enjoy any of this. Instead i moved closer to his body, till i could feel his breath, till our lips were only a few inches apart.

Soon to be, there was no space between us left anymore. Our lips finally touched and i was taken by surprise of how good his lips felt on mine. Connor’s lips moved smoothly against my own, my hand moving to the back of his head. I gently took a hold of his wrist, guiding his hand to my waist, placing it right there.

I didn’t know that androids could have such soft lips, due to my lack of experience with them. Connor probably hasn’t had any of them yet, but he’s even cuter this way. I never would’ve thought, that i would make the first move.

The kiss lasted for a good while, but someone just had to ruin it. “Hey guys, have you found-“, Hank rushed into the room, cutting off his own sentence when he saw the scene in front of him. We broke apart real fast as i spun my head around, facing the disappointed Hank.

“Hank we can explain-“, Connor tried to talk, but was now the one to be cut off. “Really?”, Hank said all bored, shaking his head. I could hear out the sarcasm though, he wasn’t mad at us for doing this. “And i thought this would never happen.”, he continued. Right, he was just mad it didn’t happen any sooner.

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[samishin]

My DBHBB2023 art for chapter 1 of "Stupid Sexy Priest" by @connorsjorts ✨

Hank is a demon whose next assignment is to corrupt the very devout Father Connor Stern.😮 It's an absolutely hilarious masterpiece🥹💖 Read it here!

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[connor-sent-by-cyberlife]

Truck Driver Hank

Read @honkforhankcon's (Blackeyedblonde's) Hankcon fic "eighteen wheels on an uphill climb" again. Imo, one of the best fics you can find for this ship. Highly recommend!

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[p3ski]

Gavin Reed's Guide to Lowering the Bar

Explicit content (18+)

Pairing: RK900/Gavin Reed

Tags: M/M, First Meetings, First Dates, Strangers to Lovers, Humour, Awkward Encounters, One Night Stand, Shameless Smut, Oral, Anal

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Summary: Gavin reluctantly embarks on a blind date set up by his best friend Tina. First impressions of his date are promising, until he notices the LED on their forehead. Will he be able to set aside his prejudices for a chance at love? (-or at the very least, a chance to get laid.)

Word Count: 10.7K

Tag List: @sweeteatercat @wedonthaveawhile @ladyj-pl @tentoriumcerebelli @negative-citadel Additional Tags: @gavinisqueer @sunwarmed-ash (as you expressed interest on the oneshot poll ♡)

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Fanart by @wedonthaveawhile — it captures these chaotic gremlins beautifully, thank you 💙❤️

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[frost-queen]

Watch hour (Reader x Connor/RK800)

Requested by: anon, Forever tag:@missmelodramatic, @merlin-dahlia, @alex–awesome–22, @elllie-does-the-posts, @floatlosers, @merlieve, @queen-of-books, @glimmering-darling-dolly@denkisclown, @wildieflower, @meyocoko, @bubblybrianna, @justanothercoco,   @subjecta13-thefangirl, @m-rae23, @harleyquinnswifeyfrfr, @swampthing07

You tapped loudly on your computer, hitting enter loudly. You then pushed your chair back, stretching your arms up above your head. – “Done!” – you squealed loud while stretching those muscles. Connor quirking his eyebrow up. You glanced at him, rolling your chair over to his desk. Connor startled by you setting your elbows down on his desk to smile sweetly at him. – “Say Connor how about we do something fun after work?” – you suggested.

Connor chuckled briefly, setting his elbows closer to yours. – “Define ‘fun’.” – he answered, his LED flickering yellow. It made you smirk. You were about to answer when your chief called out to you. – “Lieutenant Y/n!” – you sighed deep, getting up from your chair to greet him. – “Yes sir.” – you responded while Connor rechecked if his tie was still straight.

The chief was looking at some files barely looking your way. – “You are on watch hour.” – he informed you. – “Tonight?” – you questioned loudly. The chief tilting his head up. – “Yes, tonight, Lieutenant. Didn’t I make myself clear?” – he asked in a stern voice. – “Yes sir.” – you answered lowering your head. Connor’s LED flickering as he took in your behavior.

The chief went back in his office upstairs as you sighed loud letting yourself fall back in your chair. – “Sorry Connor looks like we’ll have to postpone ‘fun’ times.” – you told him bothered. Connor furrowing his brows while you gathered some files to stack.

“May… may I ask what watch hour is?” – he set his hand delicately on your desk. – “Boring stuff.” – you answered getting up to pack your things. Connor wasn’t clear on the answer. – “That is a very vague description, may I ask to specify it more so I can understand more what kind of work it requires.” – he asked again, eager to know. You took a deep breath, pausing your packing. – “It is just another word for surveillance watch.” – you informed him, looking for your keys in your bag.

“Basically all I have to do is sit in my car all night, observing the neighborhood and be on watch when there is a call.” – you continued, moving your bag over your shoulder. Connor shot up following you as you were set on leaving. – “Do… do you require my assistance?” – he asked coming to walk beside you. – “Oh Connor.” – you said coming briefly to a stop.

“I wouldn’t want to saddle you up with boring police work. I’m sure you have more important matters to attend then sitting in a car all night.” – looking over at him, you wondered what he would respond to it. He putted on a smile, moving his hand to his chest. – “I would be delighted to assist you in the matter. As your partner I believe it would be the best of interest if we handled this together.”

You chuckled. – “If you insist.” – you responded. Connor followed you to your car. – “I’m going to pick up a few things first before we start our shift.” – you told him getting behind the wheel. He gestured with his hand that it was alright. You drove away from the police station, riding into the cold Detroit air. Driving slow and safely as the snow was making the road slippery. You parked your car on the parking lot of an all open store.

“I’ll be right back.” – you told Connor as he nodded. The moment you left, he took out his coin, letting it flip in his hand to occupy himself. You were going through the aisles, taking stuff with you along the way. Smiling it sure was nice Connor was around. Otherwise it would be dreadfully boring to do watch hour. You always hated them as usually nothing happened. You returned to the car, knocking on the window to alert Connor. He caught his coin between his fingers, tugging it away before opening the door to your side.

You exhaled relieved coming to sit down, holding lot’s of things. – “I brought us coffee and snack enough to survive the night.” – you told him as Connor quirked up an eyebrow at the amount you bought. You started moving the items to the backseat, listing off what kind of snacks you bought. – “Are you already hungry?” – you asked him suddenly aware of what you said. – “Lieutenant.” – Connor spoke.

You started to laugh sheepishly at how silly you were. – “Oh sorry… I forgot for a moment you don’t require food. Apologies Connor.” – you said feeling a bit stupid. Connor smiled LED flickering. – “It is alright.” – he reassured you. You started the car once more, driving around the neighborhood. Connor looking observingly through the window while you drove. You took a round around the block. – “There. That would be a sufficient place to wait and surveillance. One point to keep in observation, the front while easily to ride off when an emergency is required of us.” – he said pointing to a place.

You drove over to it, parking the car. The lights dimmed as the silence took over. – “Now we wait.” – you said. Connor stared in front of him, patting his hands on his knees with a sturdy rhythm. You exhaled loud at how boring it already was and you had just started. You lowered yourself in your seat, crossing your arms annoyed. Connor peeked over at you, scanning you.

He concluded you were bothered. He moved in his seat more towards you. – “I detect you are bothered Lieutenant Y/n. Should I perhaps set on some music to ease your waiting?” – he offered already moving a hand to the radio. – “No!” – you called out, grabbing his hand to a stop. Connor’s LED flickering. – “If we turn on the radio, I won’t be able to hear anything coming through the walkie.” – you informed him.

“I see.” – Connor bowed his head, leaning back in his seat. You inhaled deep, turning your head to stare out of the window. Connor doing the same. Yet he couldn’t help himself but glance over at you. LED flickering yellow as he wondered what drew him so close to you. How it would be possible for him to feel a certain urge to keep you save at any cost.

He lowered his gaze to your hand that tapped a beat on your thigh with your fingers. Humming lowly. His LED still flickering as he wondered what might happen if he reached out to take it. What outcomes would present itself to him. How he could calculate it. Feeling brave he slowly reached for your hand, wanting to touch it. You gasped, startled pulling your hand back when Connor nearly touched it. Staring focused at the streets.

An alarm going off close by. You watched as a man stumbled out of a store carrying stolen goods. – “Thief!” – a woman screamed out in a panic. You shoved the door open as Connor was faster. Having come around the hood to run after the guy. Clenching your jaw, you went after Connor and the thief. Connor’s athletic body could easily keep up with him as you were slacking.

Panting out of breath, slowing down. – “Damn it!” – you mumbled out. You couldn’t slack now. Pushing yourself to keep running. You sighed exhausted seeing how easily Connor jumped over things. You knew you couldn’t do the same stunts Connor was doing so you had to come up with another plan. Taking a turn, moving away from Connor and the thief, you hoped to cut them off somewhere. If you kept going in the same direction. So hoping you weren’t making a stupid decision.

Huffing and puffing loud, you so hoped Connor might have already caught him. Going street in after street, you noticed you were making your way over to the bridge. – “I’ll… I’ll definitely ask for a raise after this.” – you told yourself as encouragement. You just weren’t built to do some tricky stunts like Connor did. Connor had taken a quick route as you needed to take the saver and slower route. The bridge was nearby as you rushed down the stairs, holding tight to the bar.

Jumping the few steps down, you couldn’t see any sight of Connor or the thief. Slowing a bit down, you looked from side to side. Perhaps you had just missed them. – “Look out!” – you heard before a firm force came crashing into you. The heavy weight pulling you down, making you groan in pain. The culprit had fallen upon you, bumping against you whilst looking over his shoulder at Connor speeding up.

Connor grabbed his arm, dragging him off you. – “Are you alright Y/n?” – he asked concerned, kneeling beside you. He held his finger up to you, seeing in the corner of his eye the thief was getting up, trying to take a run for it. – “Not so fast!” – Connor called out, grabbing him by the collar. The thief nearly choked, feeling the fabric of his collar push into his throat.

Connor pulled him down in search for handcuffs. He smiled seeing you offer them out of breath. With one smooth wink, he took the cuffs from you, putting it on the thief. Connor then helped you up to your feet, dusting your clothing off. – “Are you sure you are alright Y/n?” – he asked quickly scanning you for any pains. – “I’m fine Connor.” – you told him, moving your hand up to stop him from scanning you.

“Excellent work Lieutenant into capturing the thief.” – Connor complimented, pulling the thief up to his feet. You laughed. – “All I did was stand in the way.” – you answered. – “A sufficient way.” – he replied. You took a deep breath, walking over to the railing of the bridge. Snow falling down upon you. Connor turned his head staring in admiration at you.

 “Should… should I return to the car and pick you up here so for your comfort?” – he asked dutiful. You smiled turning back to him with a shake of your head. – “I don’t mind the walk.” – you approached him, setting a hand on his chest. You let it slide off him as you started walking. Connor looking your way. He gave the thief a shove, forcing it to walk with him.

Holding the thief with one hand, he came walking beside you. Observing the movement of your hand beside your body very carefully. His LED flickering between blue and yellow. Debating if he should take it. He furrowed his brows slightly letting his hand sway beside his body. Moving a bit closer till the back of his hand brushed against yours. 

It startled you for a second, hand flinching away. Connor tightened his expression taking your hand sturdily in his own. You chuckled at how strictly he demanded your hand. – “If you wanted to hold hands, you could’ve just asked.” – you told him slightly teasing. Connor chuckled nervously, a soft blue blush appearing on his cheeks.

The thief rolled his eyes with a loud groan. Connor’s LED flickering a bright red. – “No one asked you a thing!” – he called out, letting go of your hand to shove him. – “Alright whatever.” – the thief answered with a loud puff. Connor’s LED settled to a soft blue, taking your hand once more. – “It appears our watch hour was not that boring after all.” – Connor told you. – “Yeah.” – you answered.

“We did get to do something fun after all.” – letting your shoulder bump playfully against his. Connor smiling back at you. – “Sure pretend I am not here.” – the thief muttered out. Connor and you kept talking till you reached the car eventually. He put the thief in the back of the car, making sure he couldn’t take any of your bought goods. You went inside the store to inform the lady you had caught him and to return the stolen goods.

Connor shut the door, coming over to you. – “I’ll call for a patrol to come and take him so we can continue to be available at all times.” – you said to Connor. He nodded agreeing. – “Our night of watch hour is far from over. We still have exactly six more hours of us being on alert till the sun sets.” – Connor answered making you groan at how long it was going to take. He chuckled, LED flickering. – “I could always suggest to do something fun in the meantime.”  

You furrowed your brows. – “What then?” – you questioned. – “This.” – Connor spoke, cupping your cheeks. He closed his eyes, gently resting his lips on yours. It caught you off guard what he did, feeling the touch of his cold lips on yours. Taking him by his head, you tilted your head to show him how one kisses. Connor moved his head back, LED flickering yellow.

Taking in the information he just obtained. – “I see… something like this.” – he spoke, putting his lips on yours once more. This time he was copying your movement, deepening the meaning of the kiss. The loud honking of a car made Connor and you pull startled away. The thief pressing the horn with his foot. – “Get a room will ya!” – he shouted from inside the car, making Connor and you laugh.

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[winter-seabass-deactivated]

Made a little collage with most of the artworks for my @dbh-bb2023 fic with the same color palette - look at them being so cohesive and pretty 🤩🥰

Wanted to thank my amazingly talented artists @cptjh-arts @vladlen4i and @luisfrost51 again for those masterpieces 💙

And just a tiny reminder that the fic is finished and fully published 😇

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[connorboyyy]

Hank:

Connor:

I think he’s on to me

Anyway. LMFAOOO

New chapter is up 🎉

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[l0vedoe]

My bf just gave me an idea about a Connor x Reader fic, where the reader is a hacker trying to get into the androids system and Connor wants to stop them

I kept thinking about it.

But idk how exactly I'll write that, and idk if I should LOL

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[mediocre-quill-ink]

Dirty cop pt3

Content: this one dosnt have Connor in it, just internal angst. A dwelling inner conflict. Back at the squat. Start of an enimes to lovers arc?

My cooling system trembled as I sat, staring out the window.

The events of the last week rang through my circuit board nonstop. Connor. The famous deviant hunter set me free.

I've heard whispers of what he's done in the time sense we interacted. A ruthless detective. Androids self destructied after meeting him, one he even shot.

It baffled me to my very core. He's hurt so many desprate lives. So many innocent people wanting freedom, and he killed them. And yet... of all poor souls I lived? A new feeling ruptured at my theriam pump. Anger, flattery, betrayal, sadness, guilt.

No, rage.

Why did he allow me to live? I've met poor souls who deviated due to terrible happenings. Attacked and tortured with fire, used by their owers, abandoned for newer shinier models left to die. And yet he let's me escape because he got off?

I shivered at the thought of the snow rushing snow outside the abandoned house, snow flakes rushing past and fighting for safety on the ground.

I turned slowly to look at Ralph, he was writing frantically on the opposite wall. He's been at it for what feels like hours. Ra9 written on top of or across other other lines and paragraphs of the same symbol. He's been shaken sense the investigation down the street.

Thankfully, no one came in and investigated the squat but the close call of it all was enough to make him a more nervous wreck than usual. "Ralph?" I muttered. He jumped for a moment, seemingly forgot I was still here. "Yes y/n?" He asks. I squeezed my seat slightly. "I think the man I love is a terrible person." My theriam pump vurred suddenly at the realization.

Love

Do I love him...

Ralph paused for a moment. "Who does y/n love?" He asked.

I thought for a moment. Was love even the right word? I desired him, but... love, I wasn't sure. What would his reaction be if I told him who it was?

"Just... an android I've bumped into a few times." I replied softly.

"... does ralph know this person?" He asked.

"No, I don't think so."

He stayed silent. "Why is he bad?" He finally asked.

I thought. Figuring out how to phrase it. "He puts his... selfish desires over the desperation of others."

"Ralph sees..." he muttered. "Ralph has never... felt romantic feelings twords someone, so Ralph does not understand your struggle, but Ralph has... suffered from selfish, cruel people. If this person is selfish, Ralph would suggest staying away."

I took a moment to think. He was right. I should. I really should, but for some reason, he hasn't swayed me.

"Thank you for the advice, Ralph. I'll try to keep it in mind." I responded.

Pt 1 Pt 2

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[glxyqst]

Just once...

I'd like to see the AU where the humans want their androids to be 'healthy' and they cook up special thirium in the kitchen like some meth head. Chemistry sets and cookware.

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[urfavbooblover]

I was wondering if you could bless us with something that’s Markus from Detroit? My life has flipped upside down the past few weeks and could use the pick me up 🖤

Hey thank you for your request! I’m so sorry that i published this so late, i’ve been on a break and only saw this now! I hope you’re doing better though and that you’ll still be happy about this imagine, even though it’s quite short :))

Paint shop || Markus x gender neutral reader

Warnings: none, just fluff

(remind me if I missed any)

- Detroit become human masterlist link -

Y/N’s pov:

“Damnit”, i cursed quietly to myself, standing in front of my shelf, my hands holding the tubes of my acrylic paint. They’re all empty, just as i was about to finally get back to finish my halfway done painting. How could i forget about this? I didn’t think twice, instead i immediately got dressed and ready to go buy some new ones.

As soon as i stepped outside, i was hit by the nice weather. I took in a deep breath of some fresh air before glancing down at my watch. I had enough time to take the lounger route, going for a nice walk, i thought to myself and made my way to the paint shop.

I arrived after a few minutes, opening the door to the shop. “Good afternoon!”, i greeted, seeing my favorite worker was here today. “Oh hey, Y/N!”, she replied, a big smile on her face. My eyes moved away from her for a moment, landing on an unfamiliar man. I never saw him around, or else i’m sure he would’ve already caught my eye.

“So, what are you searching for today?”, the cashier asked, snapping me back to reality. “Uh i just need some new paints, they’re empty once again,” i let out a small laugh, reminding myself i was here not even two weeks ago, to get some acrylics already. On top of that do i visit this shop at least twice a week.

“Oh i’m sure you know where to find them.”, she pointed out the fact that i know where everything was. “Of course!”, i smiled back at her, looking at the unknown man once again. He had a package in his hands and i wondered if he was interested in the same hobby as i am.

I made my way past him, making quick eye contact before standing in front of the shelf. Just a few seconds later, i picked out everything i needed, returning to the cashier. “Found everything?”, she kindly asked, expecting no other reply than yes from me.

We had a small chat and i eventually paid, existing the shop afterwards. My attention was fixed on my phone, causing me to bump into someone and dropping all my stuff. How usual.

“Fuck! I’m sorry.”, i said, looking up at the person who of course happened to be the guy i just saw in the shop already. “No it’s okay, i was standing here, blocking your way.”, he apologized, making me shake my head in disagreement. “I understand but i was literally all caught up on my phone. It’s my fault.”, i explained, eventually going down to pick up my stuff.

The man kneeled to the floor, helping me throughout it. “Thank you, that’s very kind of you.”, i softly smiled at him. “Nothing to thank for miss. At least your phone is whole.”, he said, telling me his name right after. “My names Markus by the way.”

“You’re right. I’m Y/N.”, i introduced myself back, the grin never leaving my face. I’m shocked how easy i can hold a conversation with him, i’m not so good with strangers i must say. “Oh, that’s a nice name, Y/N.”

That’s the first time i’ve heard this i thought as i could feel the heat forming in my cheeks. It’s coming from this attractive man on top of that. “Why thank you Markus. I really appreciate it.”, i spoke up, looking into his green eyes, that shined very beautiful in the sunlight.

“You’re welcome miss/sir.”, “It won’t be a problem to ask for your number no? I gotta get going and i’d love to catch up with you sometime again.”, he continued, tilting his head slightly to the side, keeping the eye contact.

My lips parted at this, my eyes falling on his hand that was already holding his phone towards me. “Oh that’s surely no problem! I’ll definitely find some time to meet ya.”, i responded, typing in my number as a new contact.

“Great! I’ll see you around, Y/N.”, i watched his face brightening up, before he turned around to leave. “See ya, Markus!”

I watched him a few more seconds and was just about to get to the path home, throwing a last glance into the paint shop. There she was standing. The cashier almost laughed at me, giving me a look to let me know she just witnessed the whole situation. I just playfully rolled my eyes at my friend, walking back home.

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Later at night, i laid in my bed as i was focused on the laptop in front of me. I heard a buzzing sound next to me and couldn’t help but immediately check from who the text was.

‘Hey Y/N, i don’t know if you’re still awake, but how does next Saturday sound?’

My lips turned up, happy that Markus hasn’t forgotten about me already.

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[connorsjorts]

hi hello i wrote another hankcon fic

stupid sexy priest by connorsjorts pairing: hankcon rated: E tags: Demon/Priest AU, but basically a romcom, they're falling in love via sloth and gluttony your honor, Mutual Pining, Fluff and Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Banter, Sexual Repression, AND MORE! click the ao3 link for the full list summary:

Hank is a demon working in Hell’s Corruption Division. He’s got a new—annoying—assignment: Father Connor Stern.

Connor is stubborn. Obedient. Holier-Than-Thou.

Hank can’t wait to get this particular assignment over with—but luckily, he’s got a pretty simple plan. If he can tempt Connor into committing each of the seven deadly sins, that should be enough to get his boss off his back. He just needs to convince Connor to eat a box of Oreos. Get him to smoke a little weed. Try to get him laid. Easy enough. Straightforward.

Falling in love with the priest is not part of the plan.

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heeyyyyyyy the first chapter of my demon/priest hankcon romcom is out for this year's DBH Big Bang! I had SUCH a blast working with @connor-sent-by-cyberlife , @frenchpichux , @samishin , and @zeppersart ! They all have been doing a phenomenal job on the artwork and have been so much fun to collaborate and brainstorm with. Go give them some love and I hope you enjoy what we've made! 😇🙏😈

this stunning movie poster of a cover was created by Pichux and Samone (samishin) and the first chapter features incredible art by Connor-sent-by-Cyberlife and Samone as well!

And of course--huge thanks to Sev and Tine from @dbh-bb2023 for organizing this event! It's been so much fun 💖💫 ✨

#hankcon #hankcon fic #hankcon art #dbh #dbh fic #dbhbb2023

[connor-sent-by-cyberlife]

I can finally share my piece I did for the first chapter of @connorsjorts ' Hankcon Big Bang fic "Stupid Sexy Priest". A romcom Demon/Priest AU. Go read it, it's amazing! Here we have Priest!Connor feeding Demon!Hank some fries while Demon!Hank is in his bat form.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50047492

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[p3ski]

Part Of You

Explicit content (18+)

Pairing: RK900/Gavin Reed

Tags: M/M, Established Relationship, Oral, Anal, Dom/Sub, Praise Kink, Choking, Multiple Positions, Fluff and Smut, Shifting POV

Read on AO3 here:

Summary: Gavin and Nines have been dating for some time now, but unfortunate circumstances early in their relationship meant that they weren't able to 'push the limits' of their intimate life quite as much as they would have liked. This is about to change.

Part 3 in the 'More Than' Series - Taking place between Chapter 27 and Epilogue of More Than Our Parts - can also be read as a standalone fic.

Word Count: 5.3K

Nines had arrived at the apartment later than anticipated. The interviewers had been running behind in seeing the other applicants, meaning his meeting had been pushed back significantly. 

This seemed to have annoyed Gavin when he informed him, although he didn't labour the point too much. He knew this was important to him and would be willing to exercise what tenuous stores of patience he possessed in delaying their movie night.

With this in mind, it struck Nines as odd that he was not there to greet him when he entered. Indeed, the living room was suspiciously vacant, save for the vocal greetings of a large ensemble of cats. They surrounded him almost immediately, yowling and rubbing at his legs in varying degrees of enthusiasm. Richie was particularly forceful, clambering over his sisters and mother in order to reach him first. 

The android pocketed his key and reached down to pet the boisterous male in hopes it may placate him. It did not. Richie soon lost interest in the affection and scurried off to the far corner of the room. Scaling the nearby cat tree, he used the additional vantage to propel himself towards the kitchen door. He somehow ended up perched on the top of the panel, precariously balanced on a set of wobbling paws.

Well accustomed to the cat's antics, Nines rolled his eyes affectionately, followed by an amused snort as he inevitably lost balance—falling back to the floor in a squirming ball of fur and limbs. He continued to pet the remaining cats as he completed a perimeter scan of the apartment, noting traces of life coming from the bedroom. 

“Gavin?”

There was no response, even after Nines made several more attempts to gain his attention. While his vitals appeared to be within normal parameters, his silence was growing disconcerting. He could sense that his partner was standing motionless, failing to so much as flinch in response to his voice. 

This anxiety, mingled with curiosity, culminated in him offering each of the cats a final cursory stroke before standing to his feet. He advanced towards the bedroom, determined to see what was transpiring.  

The door swung open before he could touch it, revealing a set of impish green eyes. Before Nines could question what was happening, firm lips met his, accompanied by coarse stubble brushing against his chin. The mouth worked against him in fevered urgency as a hand pulled the nape of his neck, anchoring him closer.

When Gavin eventually pulled away, he did so with a coy smirk plastered on his face. “Surprise.”

It wasn't a surprise, obviously. He knew Nines could see the vitals and would have known where he was. What did come as a surprise, however, was as his partner slipped away—filling the full scope of his vision—there was decidedly more of him on display than the android had prepared for. 

His more rational mind promptly stalled as the man stared back at him, his wicked grin growing exponentially in the wake of his stunned reaction. “So, how did it go?”

“It…it went well, I believe that…” The android trailed off as the starched material of his dress shirt suddenly felt unbearably stifling. He pulled at the collar, trying to compose himself enough to continue. “Why are you naked?”

“I'm just so proud of you,” Gavin replied, simpering with faux innocence. He advanced back towards him slowly, labouring on every step before his hands came to rest on his shoulders, rubbing them in languid paths. “Putting yourself out there, going for something you're passionate about. I think you deserve a reward.”

It wasn't exactly a challenge to understand what Gavin meant by this. Nonetheless, he sealed the promise with another firm, impassioned kiss before sinking to his knees as though compelled to do so by some unseen weight. 

It was entirely mesmerising, watching as the man wrestled with his zipper and belt, moving with carnal desperation that seemed akin to a starving animal. His pants slid down, and fumbling fingers traced across him in line with the wet seal of a mouth. It charted the outline of his length, teasing him to hardness through his boxers.

The android sought leverage on the doorway, which he had barely crossed before all of this began to unfold. His grip tightened exponentially as the cotton barrier was removed, and cool air struck his arousal.

Gavin stared at him, chuckling lowly. In a shameless display of appreciation, he licked his lips before darting forward and running a stripe across the swollen length. He repeated the movement several times, punctuated by deep, guttural moans. He then captured the tip, suckling firmly as his tongue flitted across the slit. 

Nines shuddered, body trembling, and the man smirked around his length before engulfing it fully into the velvety heat of his mouth. He took it greedily, with every movement claiming more, until it struck the back of his throat. Glossed wood began to crack beneath the android's grip, yielding to the pressure. 

The sounds his partner was making were filthy. Long groans and rasp whines, underscored by subtle gags. Nines recognised that this did not form part of any real aversion, Gavin having proven numerous times that he was more than adept at pleasuring him this way. He was doing it on purpose, ensuring each sinful action came with some form of verbal accompaniment.  

Saliva dribbled from the corners of his mouth as he continued to work his cock. His eyes were glassy, pricked with tears, the vacuous depths reflecting nothing but lust and desperation. 

He looked incredible like this. So shamelessly wanton and needy. An excited warmth pooled in Nines' stomach, radiating through his body. His HUD bombarded him with warnings, prompting him to alleviate some of the heat with a series of heavy pants. 

His partner appeared hellbent on countering the efforts. Through the rising tide of pleasure, the android noted a telling movement between his legs. Groans of appreciation deepened, sending vibrations through his arousal. 

Gavin was touching himself—with the same frantic abandon that he was using to pleasure Nines. 

He seemed to be nothing short of ecstatic at the arrangement, his tongue and lips moving in harmony with each rampant tug. It was too much, and the android was left powerless to resist his overwhelming desire for more. His hands fisted the back of his hair before thrusting forward in a series of harsh, focused jerks.

His climax was fast approaching, and he was able to catch himself just before all logical thought deserted him. He extended a hurried warning to the man nestled between his thighs. “Gavin, I’m very close—” 

The pace quickened, bringing him to the peak of his pleasure before it spilt into his partner's mouth. The man welcomed it eagerly, lapping against the material, pulling back just enough that Nines could see the traces pooled on the back of his tongue.

He shuddered in appreciation, unable to look away. This silent admiration proved enough to tip Gavin over the edge as he flung his head back with a long, guttural cry. 

Shuddering breaths fell in line with the turbulent heaves of his chest as his olive skin was left coated with the glistened sheen of sweat and release. The android indulged in every detail, committing them to memory with meticulous focus.

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Gavin could only imagine what Nines was thinking right now. His body quivered in lingering twitches as rogue sparks of crimson flickered against his blue-tinged skin. It never grew tiring, seeing him like this. The epitome of measured poise reduced to a beautiful, flustered mess. 

“That was incredible.”

The breathless cadence with which the android said this inspired a swell of pride within him. Wiping any lingering traces of release from his chin, he popped the fingers into his mouth, grinning in satisfaction. “No need to stop there.” 

While the two had enjoyed copious intimacy since their relationship began, unfortunate circumstances required them to take it easy in the formative weeks. This was something that Gavin desperately wanted to change. He understood what his partner was capable of, having been permitted fleeting glimpses—and he’d had enough of hanging on previews. He wanted it all. Untamed and unrestrained. 

“You don't have a refractory period, right? You could keep going…doing whatever you wanted with me, for as long as you wanted it.”

It was the beginning of a challenge. One that Nines, much to his delight, appeared willing to entertain. He hummed low in affirmation, the rich resonance of his voice darkening in line with his gaze. “That’s right.” 

Gavin struggled to uphold his facade of confidence, but the mask was rapidly slipping. His body tremored as his mouth grew dry in debauched anticipation. 

“Then go ahead. What the hell are you waiting for?”

There was little time devoted to deliberation before Nines accepted the invitation. Strong hands reached under his arms as his steely eyes trained on him with unwavering focus. He hoisted Gavin to his feet, practically snarling as he did so before forcibly bringing their bodies together. Nails dug into his hips, creating deep-set grooves as the android began to move in teasing circles.

Had the man not been privy to the fact his partner already found release, there would have been no indication of this. He was unmistakably hard as he rubbed against him, making no secret of just how ready he was to continue. 

The enticing strokes of friction were cut criminally short, as after just a few brushes, he had pulled away. Gavin would have likely protested this had it not been for the subsequent shove that forced him to tumble onto the bed.

He lay there, splayed out against the sheets, as his head reeled from the momentum. Nines slipped between his legs, wrenching them apart with a firm shove of his knees. Forceful hands claimed his thighs before teeth found their way to the tender flesh, sinking in with a claiming bite. Gavin hissed in a dizzying mixture of pleasure and pain, provoking the jaw to tighten until the skin was almost breached. 

As the seal was relinquished, a tender kiss was placed against the resultant mark. The process was repeated several times until the inside of his legs were liberally patterned with reddened indents. 

Then the mouth dipped inwards, with the anticipation being that it would find his arousal—seeking to tease it back to life. To his surprise, the movements trailed lower, and before he could process what was happening, a wet heat had found his entrance. 

Jesus fucking Christ.

Nines had never done this before, but as was the case with seemingly everything they attempted, the action appeared to come naturally. He responded with precision to the subconscious motions of his body, adjusting his approach to ensure his partner melded pliantly to the touch. 

The pressure on his entrance increased as a finger also breached his warmth, working alongside the tongue. Gavin keened in delight, writhing against the sheets as he arched himself closer.

Once he was sufficiently prepped, the android pulled away. Surveying him with a look that told the man, in no uncertain terms, that he intended to take advantage of every privilege granted to his current position. 

“I'm going to fuck you.” The words were sharp and opposing, almost like a threat. “Precisely as I see fit, and I do not want to hear anything in return. No complaints, no protests. Do I make myself clear?” 

Nines intended to use him, and he wanted nothing more than to allow it to happen. To submit himself fully to his control, falling apart on his cock until he was a pleading, babbling mess—unable to even articulate any words, let alone ones of protests. 

He nodded in compliance, and Nines positioned himself. Rubbing against his willing heat, erection straining the muscle. Then he retracted, and Gavin whined at the sudden absence of pressure. Evidently, this constituted a complaint, as he was handled with callous abandon as their positions were flipped. 

He found himself on top of Nines, straddling his thighs, as his partner lay flush against the covers. Despite this compromised position, he made it clear that he still possessed command over the situation. Moving against him, he smiled darkly as Gavin quivered—leaning back to shamelessly rut against his arousal. 

“I want you to ride me”, he commanded, emphasised by a particularly hard, targeted jerk, “and I want to see you touch yourself as you do it.”

Gavin failed to suppress a scoff at the suggestion. He glanced down at the limp softness between his legs, still profoundly spent from the demands of his recent release. “I never said that I didn’t have a refractory period.”

He watched as his partner's lips pulled into a disapproving scowl before a firm hand grabbed his neck, claiming it in a bruising vice. 

“What did I say about complaints?” 

The man couldn't answer the question; the words were sealed in his throat, unable to escape. Rogue splutters passed from his lips as his eyes blew wide in surprise. 

“You said you were prepared to do what I wanted you to. This is what I want.” The hold tightened with resolve, robbing whatever stores of oxygen lingered in his lungs. “Surely you are capable of following a simple instruction?”

Amidst a growing delirium, he was able to offer a weak nod of confirmation, followed by a wheezing sound that tenuously resembled a “Yes.”

“Yes, what? Nines pressed, a second hand enclosing his larynx, ensuring no wayward breaths were able to breach the seal. “Who is it that you are answering to?”

He allowed Gavin some time to deliberate on his response as his pulse quickened beneath the crushing hold of his fingers. He was consumed by the euphoric swim of his oxygen-starved mind, as well as the perverse thrill of knowing that Nines could keep him like this for hours —relinquishing and reapplying pressure in just the right amounts to ensure he never lost consciousness. 

“Nines.” 

The trembling voice was undercut by a harsh slap across the face. It was the wrong response, and Gavin knew it, but he had allowed his masochistic urges to get the better of him. Desiring the punishment that resulted from insubordination, evident in the renewed arousal that pulsed between his legs. 

“Try again”, Nines demanded, grasping the burning flesh of his cheek and hooking a thumb under his jaw, forming a pincer grip. They both knew what he wanted to hear, a title they had both agreed upon for their current situation. 

Still reeling from the impact, skin pricked with a lingering sting, Gavin shuddered in excitement before choking out another weak response. “Sir.”

“Much better.” 

Without warning, his hips jerked upwards. Harsh and forceful until he was breaching the man's heat. A needy whimper was pulled from his lips as he waited in anticipation for Nines to push deeper, to claim his body in its entirety. 

When this didn't happen, he was left confused, on the brink of pleading, as any thrusts he was permitted came shallow and restrained.

“Do you want more?” Nines asked, making no secret of how much he enjoyed seeing Gavin squirm, revelling in the desperation that permeated his every action.

“Please.” His voice was hoarse and strained. Burdened by the weight of lust, as well as the lingering ache of his partner's bruising touch. “I need it, need you.”

There was another sharp, shallow thrust, and Gavin was sent reeling. He tried to roll back against it, seeking completion in the delicious fullness that it promised, but Nines ensured that his fulfilment was held tantalisingly out of reach. 

“Remember what I said,” he prompted, fingers digging into his hips in a possessive show of force. “When I let go, you are going to fuck yourself. As hard and as fast as you can endure. Prove how badly you want this. If I am satisfied by your performance, I may seek to reward you.” 

With the hold on his hips relinquished Gavin obliged the demand with immediate effect. He lifted himself from his body before pressing down forcefully, taking his partner completely with a strangled cry. Nines watched on as he bottomed out, a low groan escaping his lips. He bathed in the glow of the android's approval, rolling against his length in long, indulgent circles. 

Then he leant back, one of his hands grabbing the sheets for additional leverage, as he established a steady pace of movements. With his available hand, he found his arousal, which twitched with renewed interest in response to their current activity. Stroking it back to hardness, he bucked his hips forward—moaning loudly amidst the flagrant exhibitionism. 

He was eager to please the watchful audience lying beneath him, chasing the high of his praise. His efforts were rewarded as hands came up to trail appreciatively across his chest, feeling out the disordered patterns of his increasingly erratic breathing.

“Look at you. So perfect for me. I wish you could see yourself this way, the way I see you.”

The words wrapped around him like a caress, compelling him to move with increased vitality. As he did so, he smirked coyly, voicing his interest in the lewd proposition. “Maybe you can show me sometime. Give me the play-by-play.”

He pressed back with targeted force until the hardness inside him was brushing against a familiar bundle of nerves. His vision turned white, and he moved sightlessly through the muddled haze of ecstasy. Forgoing any consideration for the world around him, lost entirely to the sensation. 

Rubbing the spot again, his body was finally forced to halt. The expanse of white filled with stars as a wave of dizziness overcame him. Forgoing movement, he focused instead on pleasuring himself, chasing the height of his bliss for the second time that day. 

Fuck yes—

Then, his hand was firmly smacked away as Nines put an abrupt end to the gratification. “That's enough.” 

Gavin was left to wait, panting and whining as his hand was pinned forcefully to the mattress. He would have lost his balance had it not been for the resistant hold keeping him upright. The android studied him, eyes blown and unfocused, as a wayward crack of sentiment threatened to breach his imposing veneer. 

Then he leant forward, brushing his lips tenderly against his neck, seeking out the beat of his pulse with featherlight kisses. “If you need me to slow down at any point, or if you need me to stop, just say.”

“Not fucking happening,” Gavin hissed resolutely, spurring the android forward with a defiant buck of his hips. 

Nines moved impossibly fast and hard, leaving him powerless to do anything but yield obediently to the force. His body slumped forward, pressed to the searing warmth of his partner's chest. He could hear the whir of exertion that roared from his inner components as firm arms pulled him close, anchoring him in place. 

He was lost in a dream-like daze as though the sensations he was experiencing were no longer his own. A euphoria so far removed from his established reality, it was as though he had lost all possession of his body. Having become an extension of his partner, another part of him.

His arousal was pressed between them, twitching persistently in response to the rampant friction. He was able to make enough sense of the situation to hook a hand between them, capturing it in a tightened fist and pumping vigorously. 

“Shit—Fuck—” 

His words came in disjointed fragments as he was unable to lend them any greater coherence. Nines appeared to hang on his every garbled inflexion, burrowing his head into the crook of his shoulder, listening closely. 

Then, the weight of his palm returned to his neck, halting any noise. The pressure was accompanied by entwining fingers that locked around his windpipe. 

“Who do you belong to?” His question pushed forth an energised growl from the back of his throat, crackling with wayward sparks—and damn, how Gavin had grown to love that sound. 

It was something so unique to Nines, ensuring there was no doubt in his blissed-out mind as to who was doing this to him. The hand clasped around his neck, the cock spearing into his heat. It was him, all of it, and he never wanted anything different. 

The android had him forever, of which he was acutely aware, but this didn't change the fact that he wished to hear it from him. To force the wanton words of devotion from his quivering lips:

“Y-You,” he managed to stammer, prompting the grip around his throat to loosen. “I belong to you, I'm yours.”

His partner hummed in satisfaction, rumbling against the tender bruise he was suckling into his shoulder. “You're being so good for me. So compliant. I think it's time I reward you properly.”

He reached between them, forcing Gavin's hand away from his arousal. Except this time, he extended the courtesy of replacing it with his own. 

Nines stroked in time with the measured bucks of his hips, decidedly slower than the pace he had previously established. Skilled levels of force and pressure were applied to the sensitive nerves, reducing him to a whimpering mess in a matter of seconds. 

“How do you want me to fuck you?” 

Gavin could feel his mind race with a myriad of possibilities, each more depraved than the last. Eventually, he settled on an established favourite. 

“Behind. Fuck me from behind—please—”

///

Nines performed another seamless reversal of their positions. He flipped Gavin onto his back, leaving him to blink up at him with bleary eyes. The intensity of his longing had culminated in a potent haze of lust, and the android acknowledged how easily he could become lost in it should he lose focus. 

“Turn around.”

His partner did so obediently, supporting himself on hands and knees, presenting his body in a way that proved impossible to resist. Nines ran his hands appreciatively across the expanse of his back, savouring every scar and contour.

As much as he enjoyed their love-making, there was a lot to be said for these moments of reverence. They served as silent affirmations that the man was adored by him and that any aggression he showed formed part of a licentious guise—something for their mutual enjoyment. 

His hands trailed lower, following the curve of his back before finding the tender swell nestled above his thighs. He kneaded into it, teasing his opening and relishing in the desperate whines the motion elicited. 

“Do you want me back inside you?”

“Fuck yes. Now, Nines. Stop teasing.”

The exasperated response was met with a harsh strike across his body, echoed by the reddened print left in its wake. 

“You don't get to issue commands,” the android warned, prising his entrance with another wayward trail of his thumb. “I haven't finished with you yet, but I'll take what I want as I see fit. If you are unable to stay quiet, there will be consequences.”

“Okay, okay— shit .” Gavin hissed through clenched teeth, flinching instinctively as he nestled deeper into the sheets. The arch of his back provided Nines additional leverage, a gesture he suspected was meant to be subtle. 

The android tutted at the expletive as his fingers danced teasingly against the pulsing heat of his skin. He traced the flushed blotches, prideful in the knowledge that he had been the one to cause them. Then he brought down his palm, striking again with heightened force. 

“That is not being quiet.”

His partner was pressed further into the bed, propelled by the force of the slap. A weakened voice broke through, muffled against the bunched-up sheets. “I’m sorry.” 

He wasn't. 

It was evident how much he wanted this, doing everything he could to seek out further discipline. Nines willfully delivered, abusing his flesh in repeated strikes until his partner was howling in delight. 

He stopped only when he was struck by a sudden wave of inspiration. “Wait here.”

Fetching the belt which had been left discarded with his pants, he swiftly returned to the bed, using it to play with the man in place of his hands. He teased a stripe across his skin, allowing him a moment to adjust to the weight and feel of the leather—as well as grant him the opportunity to voice any objections, should he have them. 

Needless to say, he didn't, with the resulting reception being a series of enthused whimpers and nods. 

Nines worked his skin in weighty strikes until the flesh was left raw, streaked with long crimson welts. All the while, Gavin was crying out, howls of pain intermingled with heady trills of satisfaction. Once he deemed the ‘punishment’ to be sufficient, the android abandoned the belt, gripping onto his partner's hips as he lined up against his opening. 

He re-entered him in a fluid motion, refusing to stop until his length was engulfed fully by his heat. Hooking one of his arms beneath his stomach, he pulled his lax body towards him, holding it flush against his chest. 

“Keep yourself upright.” He looked over his shoulder, noting how the commanding resonance inspired a twitch in the man's arousal. “I want you to see how good you can make yourself feel. How long you can hold out until you come.” 

“ What, again ?” Gavin scoffed incredulously as a chuckle rumbled in the back of his throat. “I hate to burst your bubble, Nines, but that's not gonna happen. I'm not a fucking teenager.”

The android was left profoundly unsatisfied by the response. He made this disapproval clear with a sharp lunge forward, hard and forceful against the thoroughly wrecked skin. “You can, and you will come for me. I'm not going to stop until you do.”

Gavin shuddered, the motion striking a delicious resonance throughout his body. He felt so warm, so tight, as his muscles contracted around him. Nines could feel his composure slipping fast as a result of the amplified sensation. 

He thrust into him again, harder. His partner emitted a tense whine before slumping forward, halted only by the steadying hand that riveted him in place. 

“Do you understand me?”

Gavin offered a nod of agreement, ragged breaths hitching desperately as he grappled with his words. “Yes, just— please, Nines. Fuck me.”

He wasted no time in making full use of his body, chasing the peak of their shared ecstasy. As soon as his anchoring arm was removed, his partner lost support completely, flopping laxly against the bed. 

Nines tutted in disapproval, though it was entirely for show. A surge of excitement coursed through him as Gavin demonstrated with no uncertainty that his promise of belonging to him wasn't exaggerated. In the vulnerability of his submission, he surrendered himself entirely, devoid of any resistance.

“Get back up,” Nines ordered, grabbing a fistful of tousled brown hair and hoisting it back. “We're not done yet.”

Gavin was unable to form words, expunging a series of strange, garbled fragments in response. With his hand still fisted into his hair, Nines re-established a pace of unruly thrusts. Pulling fiercely as he did, wrenching the man's head back as far as it would physically go. 

A shift of movement between Gavin's thighs informed him that he was doing as he’d been told. Stroking himself and making delicious, sinful noises as he did. Through the cacophony of broken sounds, Nines could hear his name spoken with fervent desperation. 

He loved how it sounded on his tongue, coiling and dancing against the muscle, labouring every fractured syllable. Nothing could ever compare to the feeling it inspired in him. Nothing even came close.

“Nines —shit, that's it—don't stop—” 

He held back long enough to allow Gavin to finish before permitting his own release. An electrical charge pulsed through his mind, igniting every synapse, as his visions gave way to fevered static. Through the daze, he caught a glimpse of his arms—the skin retracting in disordered patches, creating shifting patterns of white. 

He rode the waning crest of euphoria, coaxing a few more shallow thrusts. Gavin slumped against him, head lulling onto his shoulder, rendered catatonic by his overstimulation. As the android pulled away, the release came with him, spilling in thick ribbons down his partner's trembling thighs. 

///

It was the best sex they'd ever had, a feat they seemed to achieve every single time they had it.  Gavin lay back on the sodden sheets, too spent to concern himself with the mess. Focusing his efforts on steadying the disordered pace of his breathing.

“I think I saw God.” 

The android hummed in amusement, stroking away the loose strands of hair plastered to his forehead. “What did he have to say, anything interesting?

“Only that he saw what I did and that I was in deep shit for it.”

The quip was met with a laugh—rich and throaty, laden with warmth. Powerful arms encircled his body, pulling him into a tight embrace. “I can only apologise for any role I may have played in that.”

“Nah, don't, it was worth it.”

They lay there for a while, bathing in their shared afterglow, as Nines threaded dampened locks through his fingers, planting gentle kisses against the crook of his neck. The tranquil state was only disturbed when a steady beat of yellow began to pulse from his forehead, prompting him to frown.

“Apologies, I am receiving a call,” he mumbled, blanketing the insistent light with one of his palms.

“…Are you not gonna answer it?”

“It can wait. You are more important right now.” The tender kisses spread, charting the remaining course of his neck before moving downwards, following the firm contours of his chest. 

Nines appeared intent on exploring every inch of him, with no care or consideration for just how filthy he was right now. Perhaps he was enjoying it. Tasting the traces of release that still clung to his skin, lapping trails through the salty residue, curling his tongue sinfully—

He felt his body ache in protest, putting an abrupt end to the salacious train of thought. “You're pushing it, Nines. I do not have a round three in me.”

“Perhaps you might change your mind if I permit you a short rest.”

“Seriously, loverboy. Get the fuck off me.” He pushed back against the android but with no real weight behind the movement. “Have you even checked who it is? What if it's the shelter? They might be calling to say you got the job.” 

Nines’ lips formed a tight pucker that was dangerously close to a pout. “Very well…but after I take this call, I would like it if we could shower together. I'm not done indulging in your body just yet.”

This horny motherfucker is going to kill me. 

God, I'm so in love with him. 

The pulsing on his temple ceased as the android accepted the call. “Nines Reed speaking.”

There was a period of weighty silence, to which Gavin watched on expectantly. Studying every minute shift in his partner's expression as he nodded along in composed understanding. 

“…Right…I…see…thank you for the opportunity.”

The call concluded, and the man watched as Nines' sight trailed to the side, seemingly caught in a state of morose contemplation. His lips pulled into a tight frown before he placed his hand on his partner's shoulder in a show of commiseration. “You didn't get it?”

Then the android's expression promptly shifted as he met his sight, eyes alight with mischievous intent. “No, I did. I just presumed your reaction may be more entertaining if I made it seem like I didn't.”

Any show of tenderness deserted him as Gavin shoved him again, decidedly harder. “You absolute prick.”

“I'm your prick,” Nines said smoothly before taking one of his hands in a gentle clasp, placing the knuckles to his lips. “As much yours as you are mine.” 

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