John needed a release from the stress. At this point he didn't care what it was, sex with a bot, a random stranger or with Dorian himself. Actually he wouldn't go to Dorian. Dorian would try to get him to talk and he didn't want anyone to know. He especially didn't want Dorin to know that he had fallen for his DRN. He couldn't let it happen. Not while he was still active duty. He didn't need all the extra reviews nor the shit that he knew he would of gotten from Richard.
John found himself in the middle of a park late at night near the wall. He knew this was where the drug dealers liked to hang out during this time of night. Not all of that knowledge had been obtained as a cop. John had quit smoking weed after high school. He stopped his heroine use during his senior year of college considering that they didn't allow druggies onto the force. Even after several years now, he started to feel the urge for the high again. He knew he shouldn't but his body told him to do it. Not ten minutes and 30 bit coin later he had a small bottle of the drugs in his pocket next to a packaged syringe.
John had went into one of the near by hotels that housed bang bots. He paid for one with out a room, took it out to the ally before sitting down. He pulled the contents out of his pocket and shot up. He couldn't fight the urge any more. John was just going to have his way with the bang bot but now that he gave in to his want, his stress had been relieved for the moment.
He had waved the sex machine over and told her to do as she pleased. She wasted little time in removing the material from the mans hips and threw a leg over. She slowly slid herself onto him and began to ride the man. Between the physical pleasure in his dick and the chemical racing through his blood, he came quickly into the bot. She straightened herself and left the detective where he lay.
Dorian had been waiting at a noodle shop not too far away from the wall for John. They were supposed to hang out tonight. With the promise of noodles, Dorian was sure that John would show up. John even said something about watching a movie called "The Lion King" after words. It was thirty minutes after the arranged meeting time and John still had not shown up. It wasn't like John not to show without at least calling first. Dorian tracked his parther down and found that he was only a few blocks away, in an ally near the wall.
Dorian thanked the shop owner for letting him wait for his friend before leaving. Dorian could read from the tracking chip that John was alive but was but his vitals were extremely off. He ran over to his partner who he found in a very compromising position with his limp dick exposed and covered in synthetic lubrication along with Johns own mess.
Dorian moved to help clean up his friend and put everything back in its proper place, clothing and all. Dorian took the man back to their cruiser and drove the man home. Dorian prepared his partner for bed, taking off the man's pants and synthetic leg, placing it on the charger. He removed Johns coat last and the bottle fell out of the pocket.
Dorian inspected the bottles contents before going through precinct files, taking John off of Monday's drug test and called him off work for the next few days. Thankfully Sandra had no concerns and wished him well." You will give me an explanation for this one, John. You owe me that much. " Dorian said to his sleeping partner before going to the back room to charge for the night.