"Yes."

Hank gleefully slipped the ring on to Connor's finger, holding the hand in place as he watched it sparkle in the candle light. He loved it, being forever his.

Connor lifted Hank up and pulled him into his kiss, his hands on each side of his face. Hank wrapped his arms around Connor's waist and kissed back with a passion, his hands trailing up the android's clothed back.

Connor's lips are so soft, he is so soft-Hank pulled him in even closer, he wanted to be as close as he could possibly get as their kiss deepened.

Connor hummed happily into their kiss, his hands trailing from Hank's cheeks to his hair, gently undoing the bun while never parting. The grey strands fell from the hold and Connor ran his fingers through it, nails gently running over Hank's scalp.

Hank shivered at the feeling, pulling away to breathe and to leave butterfly kisses over the brunette's pale face. Connor smile is warm as he takes his hands from his boyfriend's hair and slowly removes the black suit jacket from Hank's shoulders. When the fabric hit the floor Hank trailed his sweet kisses down to Connor's neck, a sensitive area that made Connor moan whenever he felt Hank's lips against it.

Connor's hands found their way to Hank's tie, loosening it as Hank's mouth found its way back to Connor's. The android slipped it from his neck gently, letting it fall to the floor so he could work at his buttons.

Hank pulled back to breathe, just to kiss him again, but this time at a different angle. His hands found their way up Connor's light blue shirt, his thumbs against Connor's hips.

Connor moaned sweetly into Hank's mouth, grinding into his touch. He missed being touched by him, he almost wanted to cry at the feeling. He didn't though, he didn't want to ruin it. Instead he concentrated on each button until the very last one, his hands slowly trailing up his charmingly hairy stomach and chest. Though Hank has worked hard at being healthier, his core was still soft, and Connor adored it. He adored every inch of his human, his partner, his boyfriend, and now, his fiancé.

Hank's body shivered at the touch, concentrating on the feeling of those soft hands and that ring against his skin. Connor's steady hands trailed upward towards Hank's broad shoulders and pushed the white fabric off of his body.

Hank pulled away once more, his breathing slightly erratic as he looked down at his beautiful brown eyed fiancé. His fingers found the hem of Connor's shirt and pulled it off, his hands now trailing down Connor's hairless, muscled torso.

"Kiss me," Connor whispered, looking directly into those blue eyes that only light up for him. And Hank did just that, pulling him in and kissing him deeply. The kiss soon turned passionate as they both found themselves against the sheets and red petals, Hank's grey hair cascading over Connor's cheeks.

Again, Hank had to pull away to breathe, something all humans have to do-Hank wanted nothing more than to be able to kiss that pretty mouth and never stop. But stopping gave him in the opportunity to look down into Connor's brown eyes. They were so soft and excited, so filled with lust, and also love. He was so mesmerized by him, his android.

"Please don't stop." Connor's voice sounded so desperate as he begged. Hank's smile was playful as kissed those pink lips, just to trail down his chin, his sensitive neck and then to his chest.

Hank gave butterfly kisses against Connor's defined chest, licking ever so gently on his nipple. A gasp escaped The android's mouth at the feeling, his hand now tangled into Hank's hair. That simple lick soon turned into sucking and the occasional bite.

The teasing was so much-too much, the detective decided. Connor whined and writhed beneath him, begging for more of his kisses and caresses. Hank was more than happy to oblige as his lips trailed lower, gliding his tongue across the tight tummy, smirking at each sound his boyfriend would make. When Hank reached Connor's white boyfriend jeans, he looked up at his android, those pleading brown eyes begging for him to continue.

And so he did, slowly removing the piece of clothing from his body, down those smooth that Hank loved so much, especially when they are around his waist.

Connor sat up and pulled Hank up from his position, crashing his lips onto his, flipping him over until he was the one on top. He straddled Hank's hips as his lips traveled down to Hank's neck, right over his pulse point, sucking and licking whilst listening to those deep groans that sent shockwaves down Connor's body. When he finally pulled away he'd managed to leave a mark, a smirk against his lips as he kissed the bruise.

Hank watched patiently as Connor lowered himself down his body, licking his lips as Connor pulled his belt from the loops. Now his fingers worked at the button, pulling the zipper down, just to remove the black slacks and dropping them to the floor.

Connor crawled back on top of Hank, meeting his lips, kissing him softly until he started to grind their clothed cocks together, and that was almost too much. The kiss turned heated with a dance of tongues as Hank's hands found Connor's hips, thrusting his own hips to create more friction between the two. Connor pulled back, moans and curses that are usually not in his vocabulary escaped that pretty mouth, fuck did the sight turn Hank on even more than he already was.

"Hank-" Connor moaned, "I need you."

Hank removed one hand from the android's hips and placed it against Connor's cheek, pushing the messy brown hair away from his eyes.

"Do whatever you want to me, baby boy."

Connor's body felt so hot after hearing Hank call him that. He didn't know why, because he's said if before in non sexual situations, but now as Hank licks his lips in anticipation, it's the hottest thing in the world to him.

He eventually nodded, determination in eyes as he worked off their boxers, finger tips now trailing over Hank's thick, pulsating shaft. His brown eyes flickered with excitement as he wrapped his hand around the warm member and started to move up and down, watching as Hank's head fell back into the pillows.

The familiar feeling of Connor's soft tongue wrapping around his cock caused his breath to hitch in his throat. Hank cursed under his breath as he watched his beautiful fiancé take him into his mouth, producing so much of that sweet saliva. It was all so warm and wet, Hank almost came on the spot as he thought about how much he missed it.

Connor tried his best not to become too dirty. This was their first time doing anything since the assault and it's been hard on both of them, so it should be special, right? The android nodded to himself as he pulled his mouth away to straddle Hank's hips once more, but this time with his cock at Connor's entrance.

Seeing Connor propped on top of him like this was such a pretty sight, he could barely contain himself-but he did, because he loves that android so damn much.

"Are you sure?" Hank found himself asking, just to be sure. Connor's smile was soft as he nodded down at his human.

"I'm gonna need verbal consent, baby." Hank clarified with humor in his voice, but Connor knew he was serious.

"I'm completely sure, Hank. I want us to be able to make love again, without having to make sure I won't break. Because I won't break, not with you." The determination in his eyes left Hank surprised but also proud, he hopes it won't go away.

"I love you." Hank's voice was so soft, so vulnerable. Connor leaned forward and placed his lips against Hank's, soft meeting rough.

"I love you." Connor whispered against his lips while he finally moved his hips, pushing down slowly along the shaft. Connor's eyes shut, his LED yellow. He relished in the feeling of being stretched in this way, with him on top. They'd never done this before, shockingly.

So good-so tight-Hank's thoughts were all jumbled together as the warmth wrapped around his cock tightened around him. He watched as Connor moved, his hips rolling at a slow pace, licking his lips as he looked down into Hank's blue eyes.

Hank's calloused hands roamed Connor's flawless body, touching every inch of him that he could. Connor felt like his body was on fire, in such a good away. In such a great way, actually. He leaned down and kissed Hank, moaning silently into his mouth. Hank's hands traveled up Connor's smooth back, then back down to his hips, grinding him harder against him. He could feel Connor's pre cum leak on to his stomach. Everything was so hot and yet so sweet with this slow pace, their lips locked in a passion fueled embrace.

"H-Hank.. you can.. uhnff.. move, if you want.." the words could barely come out with all of the sensations he was feeling all at once. Hank was taken by surprise at first, because of course he wanted to. He just wanted Connor to set his own pace. He didn't need to be asked twice though as the grip around his fiancé tightened, thrusting his hips upward, feeling more of the warmth wrap around his cock as he moved even deeper.

So deep, Connor thought to himself as he matched his pace. Connor's nails dig into Hank's shoulders, biting his lip as he gets filled and unfilled over and over, his eyes rolling back every time his prostate was hit. He missed those familiar shocks of heat that coarse through his body when he's about to ejaculate, but he didn't want it to end so soon, he tried his best to hold it in but failed miserably when that bundle of nerves got hit once again.

Connor moaned hotly into Hank's ear as he came, his warmth tightening around as he convulsed. It all brought Hank over the edge, filling Connor up with a deep groan within his chest. They both rode out their orgasm until finally Connor lifted himself up and fell face first against their fluffy duvet. His body was still quaking when he finally felt Hank turn over. He felt his rough finger tips over his back, he followed his fingers as he traced the words I love you into his back. Connor smiled happily at the cheesy gesture and turned his head to look at his human.

"How are you always so beautiful?" Hank asked as he stared in awe over his perfect fiancé.

"How are you always so amazing?" Connor countered while cuddling into Hank's neck. The older man only chuckled before he eventually pulled the blanket over their naked, tangled bodies. They sat in a blissful silence, Connor just listened to Hank's steady breathing as they greyed man fell asleep.

Connor was too excited to even think about shutting down. He took the opportunity to stare in wonder at the ring around his finger, at the beautiful rose gold wrapped around it, but most importantly the meaning behind such a gesture.

This means forever. Hank is forever his, just as he is forever Hank's.

Author's Note: ahh, I missed writing smut.