A/N: Just so you guys know I have a few of these already written so this'll be updated every day while I still have chapters, then weekly :3
Warnings: Um, same as last time I guess? Robot!Phil. Sexy stuff. Grinding you know. And um. Swearing? Basically just fluff and smut and a little bit of sadness, you'll understand when you read it. But its nothing triggering(hopefully I'm sorry don't kill me). Explanations of what Phil is and stuff Iunno guys XD honestly I'm horrible with warnings.
Summary: Phil explains everything to Dan, and they decide it would be better if Phil stayed, rather than live on the street, where people could take advantage of him. Phil thanks him in a special way.
"So, you said you'd explain?" Dan asked, frowning at the Android named Phil. They had gotten cleaned up, and now sat at Dan's coffee table in the Living Room, Phil sipping slowly at his tea, with a large grin on his face. Dan was now in his University jumper, and black skinny jeans, a fluffy beanie pulled over his curly, hobbit hair. Phil had borrowed some of his stuff, and was now wearing a pair of Dan's old skinny jeans, which were now a faded blue, and a Gengar shirt Dan had been happy to find at the back of his closet. It was just too bad that it had been too small for him. At least it fit Phil.
He remembered buying a matching one, but he couldn't remember if he'd thrown that one out as well, since it had been too big back then. It was kind of ironic. "Yes. What would you like to know first?" Phil interrupted his thoughts, making Dan wince as he burned his tongue on the tea from the distraction. "There's quite a lot of information, where do you want to start?" He elaborated, smiling at Dan as he curled his fingers around his mug, now drinking his tea in bigger sips.
"I dunno, really… There's so much. So many questions. Like you said, there's quite a lot of information." Dan sighed, taking a sip of his own tea and frowning. "I guess… We'll start at the beginning? So, you're an Android… If you really are one, then why are you here? Why are you 'mine'? I'm no one special." Dan asked, seeing as it was one of the biggest questions he had. Phil seemed to be underground technology, so why was he in the hands of a civilian?
"Oh, that's an easy one!" Phil chirped, setting his mug down in his lap and smiling at Dan. "I was made by a company for sex toys, dolls, things of the like. Basically, that means I know everything about sex, and I've studied what you like, based on your browser history, and magazine subscriptions. I'm your type, see. A cute, innocent boy, with dark hair and bright eyes. Someone you could dominate easily, someone who seems innocent enough, but really isn't. That's me." He said, that smile never leaving his pretty face.
"That doesn't exactly answer the question I asked, you know. But it does answer some others." Dan said, his eyebrows raised at Phil as he took another sip of his tea. No wonder Dan was so attracted to him, he was too out of it to realise that Phil really was his perfect type. Down to a 'T'. "Wait. You looked at my browser history? And my magazine subscription?! That's illegal!" He suddenly realised, setting his mug down on the table with a loud 'clank' and wincing as some of his tea overflowed and burned his fingers.
"I'm getting to it." Phil giggled, rolling his eyes affectionately at Dan as he picked up his hand, and licked the tea off like it was nothing. Dan stared at him. "Look, it wasn't my choice to look through all of your personal stuff, really. I opposed it. But you would know, since you like that sort of thing. Anyway, yes, I did. I needed to, to know what you liked. And it's not like I'm the only one. The guys who built me had to see as well. I mean, how else would they know what body shape I needed to take? So, while they built me, I read up to. I practiced behaviours, traits, things to like. I learned how to be the perfect lover for you."
"That still doesn't answer my original question, though." Dan sighed, trying to ignore how casual Phil made things seem after he'd just licked his fingers, and told him about how he learned to be perfect for Dan. He probably should have stopped asking questions, as it was all just getting confusing and jumbled up, but he had to know. "Why are you here? Why me? I just-I don't understand!" He said, frustrated.
"There's no need to upset yourself," Phil sighed, placing his mug down on the coffee table, crawling from the armchair onto the sofa with Dan, and cuddling up to him. "I can explain everything. Though, it'll take some time…" he soothed, making Dan sigh as well as he wrapped his arms loosely around the boy. In the short space of time that they'd known each other, Dan had actually gotten quite fond of Phil. It was probably just because he was his 'type' or whatever, but Dan didn't care. He really liked Phil. Even if he was an Android.
"I have time… A lot, actually. Just… Take it slow, and don't get distracted, okay? Just go from the start. The first thing you remember, maybe?" He asked softly, his fingers gently curling into the boy's messy hair, smiling as the soft locks fell through his fingers like silk. He wished he had great hair like Phil, he had to straighten it all the time to keep away the curls. Though, he supposed since Phil didn't actually have natural hair, it didn't count. Not that that made him any less real, any less of a person. No, Dan still thought of him as a person. It was just a little odd to think that he wasn't human.
"Okay, well, like I was saying… This company made me for your pleasure. I'm yours. Supposedly, you were one of the hundreds of men across England that they picked to be part of this… Campaign. I'm not exactly sure what, I didn't ask many questions. I think they found you on the internet, and you fit the bill. You wouldn't be too creeped out by an Android, you'd enjoy having me, you're sexually frustrated, and just a little lonely. Apparently you were perfect for the program. So, my personality was uploaded to my hard drive, which is basically my brain, I think, and I learned how to be perfect for you while they built this body." Phil said, amazing Dan at how much he could say with just a few breaths, before he realised he probably didn't actually need to breathe. It was more for his pleasure. He liked hearing someone pant and moan. He liked noises. Somehow, he wasn't really bothered by it.
"Okay… Well, that explains a few things. No wonder you're so bloody gorgeous to me." Dan giggled, gently playing with Phil's hair as he thought. The boy leaned into the affection, and Dan cooed softly. He was too cute. Oh it was all so confusing. Phil was perfect for him. He knew that already. If he kept him around, it'd be all too easy to fall for him, but if he let him go… He could be letting go of a chance for an amazing experience. "But why are they sending out Androids to random men? What sort of Campaign is this? I… Don't understand." Dan sighed, untangling himself from Phil and standing up in frustration. He always paced when he needed to think.
"Again, stop working yourself up, please…" Phil said softly, standing up as well and wrapping his arms around Dan's neck, forcing him to stop his pacing. "I don't know much about the Campaign. They only told me enough to let you know what you need to do. Apparently, it's like a trial. You get to have me for a year, take care of me, own me, pleasure me, or whatever you want to do to me, really. I am yours. If you reject me, right now, I will be taken back, and dismantled for parts. If you accept me, you own me. For a whole year, you can have me, you can have my body. We can do whatever you want. But, there's a catch. Its only for a year. When the year's over…"
Phil stopped. He seemed to be sad, or worried, or maybe a bit of both. It was worrying to Dan as well. After a year, what would happen? Would they take Phil away? After he got to know him? Got to care about and love him? It was cruel. They couldn't just do that for no reason. And if they did, then Dan would rather turn Phil away right there, right then, and save himself the trouble. Sure, he would never know the experience, but at least he wouldn't experience the pain of losing a love. He'd rather not experience love. Even though he knew it was wrong to think like that, he couldn't help it. "What happens when the year's over?" He asked softly, frowning with worry.
"When the year's over… You have to pay… To keep me. It's a lot. Especially for someone like you. Its an impossible amount. But they count on it. You keep me for a year, get used to me, care for me, love me. You'd do anything to keep me once that happened. That's the point of this. To make money. Lot's of it." Phil's voice got quieter, sadder as he talked. It made Dan worry. How much money could they possibly ask for?
"How… How much money do they want?" He asked, a slight tremor in his voice. He was already attached to Phil, it would be hard for him to let go, even if they'd just met. There was just something about him, not because he was his 'type', he just seemed so… Human. He seemed afraid of getting dismantled and reused, he seemed afraid of having to leave. It was understandable, but, oh, so human. He was capable of feelings, even if he was a robot, and Dan couldn't just let him go to his 'death'. Whether it be painful or not, Phil was still afraid. And even if his parts were to be reused, it wouldn't be him anymore. He'd be a new robot, his memories wiped, and he'd be remade again and again to suit someone's needs. And even if he finally found someone who could pay for him, he wouldn't die with his owner. Robots don't die. They break. They get fixed. Phil could possibly live for hundreds, or thousands of years, being upgraded, repaired, reused. What a horrible life.
"They… Dan, they want 50 thousand…" Phil whispered, an even sadder look coming across his face. He almost looked like he was going to cry, and Dan thought he would be, if he could. Even if Phil could feel, breath, talk, eat, drink, he couldn't cry. And even if there was a mechanism that allowed him to do it, some sort of way, it couldn't be associated with his sadness, because machines don't react to emotions. Even if Phil could feel, the machine inside him couldn't. Even if he was a person, he was still a machine. The one thing he couldn't do was cry uncontrollably. He couldn't cry from sadness.
"Pounds?" Dan asked, his heart breaking in that moment. Oh, poor, little Phil. He was simply an Android, he was simply built for pleasure, just a toy, a machine. He didn't deserve this. But Dan couldn't afford that! Could he? Sure, he worked. Sure, he could save every pound he made from that boring desk job, but to what end? In the end, even if he could afford Phil, even if he had him for the rest of his life, he would die before the Android, and he'd be reused for someone else. Unless… Unless he destroyed Phil with him. Or put him in his will or something.
He… He might be able to do this, he thought, as Phil nodded solemnly at him. He would work his boring desk job, filling out forms, because yeah, that's exactly what he wanted to do when he grew up. Get a law degree and fill out papers. He could save the money he earned from that, even if it wasn't a lot. He could get a job on the weekends, earn some extra money. Maybe he could find a restaurant or something in need of a Pianist on the weekends. He was a little rusty, but if he practised, maybe… Maybe he could do this. And, as he thought about it, more and more, he realised he could. With his boring desk job in law, and maybe his second job as a Pianist, he could save up €50,000.
Even if he couldn't find a job as a Pianist, he remembered his mum offering to lend him her expensive camera a few times. She didn't use it. He could get some lights, a microphone, maybe make some videos, take a few pictures. He knew he probably couldn't involve Phil in anything, as he was the property of the company, still, but maybe he could do it. He could make videos, make some money. He'd been seeing people on YouTube doing it lately. Maybe he could be one of them? He was 22, getting a little old, but maybe they would accept him? Help him earn his Phil. It was doable. Definitely. He had to try. He just had to, at the very least. He couldn't let Phil continue to be used.
"When did the company start doing this? Is this their first year? You said they've only just started production for Women's Androids." Dan asked, gently grabbing Phil's face so he knew this was important. It was, to Dan at least. He so wished that they'd only just started doing this, and Phil hadn't already been reused. Maybe he could save him. He'd save him, anyway, but it just didn't seem fair to reuse a robot. Yes, it was practical, and Dan could understand that, but he still felt guilty.
"They have. This is the first year of production. Apparently, its been planned for a while, but they haven't had the technology to create us up until now. Or the money, either. Apparently they got an investor who provided both. I heard he was the chairmen after that. I was built a month ago. I mean my brain, not just my body. My body was only built a week ago. Anyway, I heard that the Chairmen became an investor in January, and since then, Androids like me have been built, trained, and sent out. In the final week, we learn interaction, and how to move about. I'm not very good with standing up or walking. I can do most things well, but I'm still getting used to movement." Phil explained, chuckling lightly at the fact that he was clumsy. Dan gave him a smile as he brushed his hair out of his eyes. "I made some friends, too. It's what we were supposed to do. Interact with the other robots, learn." He continued with a smile. "Master… Dan… Knowing all this, you have to make a decision. I have told you everything I know. Well, what you have asked about. Anyway, the point is, you have to decide. Do you want me, or not? You have a year to come up with the money, but I'll understand if you don't want to deal with it."
Dan sighed at the question. He needed more time to think. Sure, he'd love to save Phil and everything, but honestly? What would happen if he couldn't get all the money? Would they kill him? Hassle him? Threaten him? There were so many ways for it to all go to shit. How could Dan decide this in just a matter of moments? It could change his life. Not that his life was particularly entertaining or fulfilling at the moment, but that wasn't the point. Was he ready for change, good or bad? "Yes." Dan whispered." Yes, Phil… You can stay." He continued, looking a little scared for a moment before he gently tugged Phil's head close, and pressed their lips together.
His heart was beating fast, his palms sweaty, he could feel the cliché fireworks exploding inside him and he knew. He knew he couldn't let Phil leave, not anymore. He'd already gotten attached, and there was no going back. Dan was quick to love or hate, and Phil was just lucky he started to love. It was stupid, really, but Dan could already see himself with Phil at the end of their year, completely in love, and willing to die for the Android. It was probably a bad thing, but Dan couldn't help it.
He could feel Phil grinning into the kiss, his hands squeezing Dan's neck tightly, pulling him closer, and into a deeper kiss. "Thank you!" He squealed against Dan's lips, making the older chuckled as he moved his hands to Phil's waist. "Really Dan, thank you. You don't know what this means to me, I have to make it up to you." He giggled, kissing Dan again and opening his mouth slightly. Dan moaned and opened his mouth as well, but not slipping his tongue into the boy's mouth like he thought about doing, he wanted to take things a little slow, get to know Phil better. Though he supposed that was probably going to be hard to do since the boy had sucked him off not long ago.
Phil wasn't having it, though, because his tongue soon slipped into Dan's mouth instead, running along Dan's and coaxing it to come out. Dan groaned softly, his body starting to heat up a little as his hands reached down a little further. Okay, so maybe going slow was kind of off the table. He wasn't going to be able to hold back when Phil was so utterly gorgeous, and trying to get him off. So, he decided to just let things happen. If the kiss got a little heated, then fine, if Dan ended up getting hard again, then that was fine, too. If they ended up having sex? Fine! He wouldn't have any regrets if Phil didn't, and the boy seemed to want it, so why not?
"Let me make it up to you, Master…" Phil purred into the kiss, his soft lips stretched into a grin around Dan's. His tongue soon went back to trying to coax Dan's out, quickly succeeding, making Dan groan as he slipped his tongue into Phil's mouth and started exploring. It was amazing how much like a human's it was. It was moist, warm, soft. In fact, it was the best kiss he'd ever had, he wouldn't have been able to tell the difference. He was still so amazed at how… Human Phil seemed. If he wasn't so adamant about being a machine on the inside, then Dan wouldn't have known. It made him wonder, yet again, how such technology could be possible. There was so much secret technology out there, Dan wondered what other remarkable things were hidden away from the general public.
"Its Dan, remember?" Dan chuckled, pulling away for a moment to press kisses into Phil's jaw, loving the way the younger boy whimpered as he delved his hands down below his waist, lightly resting on his bum. "Master's good and all, but I do prefer to be called by my own name." He mumbled, lightly suckling on Phil's pale skin. Probably one of the only defects about him was skin. It was almost unnaturally pale. Not that Dan was complaining, it was just something he noticed. Personally, he liked pale boys. Though, definitely not ones that sparkled.
"Sorry, Dan…" Phil breathed, giggling lightly, before moaning as Dan started kissing down his neck. His fingers were gently massaging Phil's soft skin, loving all the little noises it produced from the Android. He wondered how it felt for him, he didn't really love having his bum being played with, so he always wondered. Oh, and especially since Phil was kind of a robot, too. Its funny how that fact seemed to slip his mind so easily as Phil pushed him back until he tripped and fell onto the sofa.
"S'okay…" Dan chuckled against Phil's lips, moving around a little to get comfortable as Phil climbed on top of him. His hands were still firmly massaging his bum, groaning as the boy started to buck his hips against Dan's. It felt good, Dan was getting hard already, his body tingling with anticipation. He remembered how good Phil was his mouth, and wondered if he'd be that good with all his other body parts. "God, Phil…" He moaned breathily, screwing his eyes shut as he bucked right back up into the Android. After a few minutes of rubbing their crotches together, Dan was fully hard, and starting to leak precum. He supposed Phil must have already known about his kink for grinding. He didn't know why, but he'd always been fascinated with it.
"Feel good?" Phil giggled, already knowing the answer as he bucked his hips again, and Dan cried out. God, yes, it felt good. Incredibly so. "I know you have a thing for grinding, so I thought I'd thank you this way…" He breathed, making Dan shiver as he started trailing kisses down his neck. His neck was sensitive, something Phil didn't seem to know.
"D-don't… You'll make me cum." Dan whined, squeezing Phil's bum as he pouted at him. He seemed surprised for a moment, but obeyed Dan's request, nonetheless, and went back to kissing Dan normally. "When did you get so dominant? I thought you were submissive. That is what I like, right?" He chuckled, gently nipping Phil's bottom lip, and loving the noise it brought from him.
"I'm not exactly being dominant, but I know you like to be the submissive in this sort of situation, anyway." Phil explained, making Dan arch his back and groan loudly as their hips started to press together more forcefully, creating more friction and pleasure for Dan. Phil seemed to be enjoying it as well, even if he wasn't voicing it quite so much as Dan.
"How can you tell that just from my internet history?" Dan whined again, soon chuckling at the absurdity of it. He didn't so much mind that Phil had invaded his personal things anymore. Otherwise, he wouldn't know exactly what to do, and Dan just loved that he did. So how could he be mad at him? "Honestly, this is the weirdest, and hottest thing I've ever done." He giggled, nipping on Phil's bottom lip again as his hands wandered up his back. It felt nice. Phil's skin was practically hairless, and oh, so smooth. He kind of wondered how they got little hairs onto Phil's skin, though, and basically everything about Phil. It was incredibly hard to believe that he really wasn't human. He was so life-like. So human. It was weird.
"Believe me, there are a lot of things you think I don't know about you that I do. I didn't just look through your history of the last year, or anything. I looked through everything. I know quite a lot about you." Phil chirped into the kiss, grinning against Dan's lips, and humming as he arched into the human's touch. "Feels nice…" He purred. "I might cum soon…" He whispered, making Dan swallow as he started bucking his hips faster. God, he'd love Phil to cum in his pants like a little slut.
"I might, too…" He moaned, his mind blanking as he drew closer. He honestly couldn't care less about the invasion of privacy anymore, it was all over and done with now, and at least he didn't have to keep any secrets from Phil. He could be totally honest with him. It was kind of perfect, actually, as most of his relationships had been ruined by his inability to communicate his worries and secrets from fear of rejection or whatever. At least Phil wouldn't judge. "Cum with me?" He whimpered, feeling himself at the edge, coming back down, and returning to the edge multiple times. He was holding off for Phil, wanting them both to cum at the same time, their lips pressed together in bliss.
"'Course…" Phil mumbled, his breathing getting erratic as he drew close as well. Their hips just kept moving faster and faster, leaving Dan less and less time to recover as he smashed their lips together in a passionate, and heated kiss. He could feel Phil's member throbbing against his own as he rubbed their crotches together, not having time to think about how technology could create that feeling as he was pushed over the edge just moments before Phil.
Dan almost yelled Phil's name into the kiss, panting hard as their teeth clanked together. He could feel himself twitching against Phil as he released into his boxers, loving the dirty feeling it gave him. Phil was right behind him, though, releasing himself only a few seconds after Dan. He could feel the Android's cum filling up his spare boxers, even though it was four layers of fabric away, and loved the feeling. He was too blessed out to question anything, though, and barely made a whimper as Phil slumped exhaustedly against him.
"God, that was amazing…" Dan breathed, chuckling breathily as he fought to catch his breath. "Just like last time… You sure do know how to get a guy off…" He mumbled, fluttering his eyes shut as his breathing started to get heavier. He'd probably just fall asleep there, not even caring about the drying cum in his boxers. He could deal with it when he woke up. It was just too early, and it was still an ungodly hour in the morning to him.
"Why thank you…" Phil giggled, and Dan could feel the Android snuggling up to him, burying his head in the crook of Dan's neck. He smiled as he wrapped a loose arm around his waist. This boy was simply adorable. He was definitely going to get attached. But, maybe he could find a way to keep him. Maybe he could find a way to get the money to save him. "I'm really sleepy now, though. Even Androids need to sleep. And before you ask, no, I don't need to be plugged in. I just… Need to sleep and eat like a normal person." He explained sleepily. Dan just hummed, not really processing any of it at that moment. He was far too tired to care, honestly. "I'll explain the rest later, but… Nap now?" Phil asked cutely, making Dan blush as he yawned.
He wanted to open his eyes, gush at Phil and squish his cheeks together for being so adorable. But, of course, he didn't. He was far too tired to open his eyes, they felt as heavy as lead, and Dan was already drifting off, anyway. "Yeah, nap now… Only a little one, though." He giggled softly, knowing it probably wouldn't be little.
Oh well, at least he'd wake up at whatever hour with Phil in his arms, and hopefully it wouldn't all have been a dream. Even with all the stress to come, he didn't regret any of his encounter with Phil. He'd already gotten attached, you see.
Besides, Phil was definitely worth all that stress.