Almost Human Fanfic
"John!" called Valeri as she walked through the door. "I'm horny. Come fuck me you big—" she stopped as she realized it wasn't John she had been speaking to.
"Hello officer Stahl," Dorian said politely. "John isn't here right now, but he'll be back in about an hour. Can I get you something to drink?"
Valeri felt her face burn with embarrassment. Then, she thought about it for a moment. "Dorian," she said. "Are you…fully functional?" She winked at him as he stood there, staring at her.
"I—I'm not sure I understand, officer—"
"Call me Valari," she said and walked toward him. "And I think you do know what I mean." She pulled off her coat, revealing a white, button down shirt that was busting at the bust. He swallowed, an automatic response, something he had seen humans do many times. He knew what she meant but he wasn't going to be the one to say it first. That way, if John ever found out, he could truthfully say it wasn't him.
"I want you," she said and put a hand on his chest. "To. Fuck. Me. Fuck me like John's never been able to. I know you're fully functional." Dorian froze. She saw his face light up as he downloaded something.
He thought about it, for a split second, before deciding it was an awful idea. "I'll show you what I can do," he said and took her by the hand into the bedroom. His lips met hers as and he wrapped an arm around her waist and laid her on the bed. He lowered himself on top of her and kissed her lower… and lower. He reached up and unbuttoned her shirt. Then he moved on to her pants. With his teeth he unbuttoned and unzipped her pants and she moaned, feeling her urgency. He smiled up at her and pulled her pants off, slowly enough to make her want it to be over fast and get down to business. She was wearing black bikini panties, simple, with a pink bow on the hem. "Cute," he said and she smiled. "These would look even better on the floor. She reached an arm behind her and unsnapped her bra and pulled it off.
As a man, not an android, he knew that she had an amazing set of tits. They heaved with her intake of breath, shaky now, and her nipples were hard. He buried his face in her crotch and kissed her through her panties. She groaned with longing. Dorian started working his way up and circled his tongue around her nipples, one by one. He ended each one with a kiss and her back arched in pleasure. His fingers brushed the sides of her breasts, her waist, and rested on her hips. He inhaled deeply and was pleased to find the smell of her vagina was evidence of her arousal.
His fingers hooked around her panties and pulled down, slowly and gently. She was neatly groomed, not bare and that pleased him. He felt something stirring and looked down, surprised to see that his penis was hard. "I didn't know it would do that," he murmered.
"What did you—ah!—say?" she sighed. He raked his fingers through her pubic hair and gently tugged before giving her a soft kiss. Then he was beside her, on his back, dick high in the air.
"Sit on my face," he said.
"Huh?" she asked, surprised. No one had ever asked her to do that.
"Sit on my face," he said. "And put your weight into it. I don't have to breathe, remember?" He was excited now. He'd never before tested his abilities. Luckily he had downloaded instructions when she asked him to fuck her. He may not have been able to feel pleasure but it made him hard to know that he could give her some.