"Hi, um…" Gavin felt weird and out of place as he stepped up to the ornate desk at the entrance to the first class lounge. The dressed up man behind the shiny counter didn't even bat an eyelid. Either he'd been warned about Gavin's imminent arrival, or first class folks really dressed down while travelling. Gavin wasn't exactly scruffy besides his worn boots, but he was in no way dressed up. He was wearing nice jeans, his usual woollen V-neck, and his faithful leather jacket. He still didn't think he'd fit in with the first class passengers, no matter what they were wearing. The smartly dressed host scanned his ticket and checked him into the lounge, politely waving an arm as he led the way.
"Welcome, Mr Reed. Step right this way…Through here are the sleeping quarters and gymnasium, and on the right here are the bathrooms. Men's are on the left side." This seemed to be a standard greeting for all guests, and he didn't treat Gavin any differently. How was he to know whether Gavin had bought his own ticket? Unless the desk clerk called it in…but there was no reason she would. Maybe it would travel down the vine as gossip later, but Gavin was pretty sure he was in the clear. "If you'd like a proper bath or shower, there are bathing facilities attached to the gymnasium, and through here is the lounge proper. You can take a seat and call for anything you need. Enjoy your stay," the man recited in a practiced tone. Gavin stammered out his thanks and looked around, slightly daunted by the grand seating areas.
There was a series of huge, plush armchairs with low tables and charging sockets. There were shiny stools at the bar for those feeling more sociable. Further off was a dining area for those who wanted to be seated for a meal. Gavin hastily shuffled into the nearest booth before he was noticed and tugged off his jacket. He left his jacket and backpack on a chair. He was pretty sure no one would steal them, so he headed to the restrooms. He chose the disabled cubicle to give himself a little more space and a sink to work with. Phck, am I really doing this? He looked in the bag, unsurprised to find an enema kit. The man had suggested he clean up, and Gavin took that to heart. He was glad the sink had been placed close enough to the toilet that he could reach it as he unpacked to get started.
He used the bathroom and then did the enema. A little time later, he was drying himself off and tossing out the disposable kit. He'd showered before leaving the hotel that morning, but after a day of waiting around, saying goodbye, and travelling to get to the airport, he was probably ready for another one. The man had paid to upgrade him. The least he could do was give him the highest quality product he could provide. He'd been given a whole range of shower items to use, too. May as well get my money's worth…He headed out, quietly relieved no one had turned up needing to use the disabled cubicle.
As he headed into the gym, another suited host handed him a set of soft towels to use and showed him which way to go for the gym, pool, or bathrooms. Gavin headed to the bathrooms. He wasn't exactly in the gym mood, and he only had about three hours to kill before his flight. He stepped into one of the comfortably sized rooms and locked the door. He had his own sink and bathtub with a shower attachment above. Gavin ran a bath, using some of the complimentary bubble bath and salts he'd been handed. He hissed and hummed as he stepped in, having run the water a little too hot. He slowly eased himself down and settled on his back with a sigh.
The water felt good after a long day. There were bubbles tickling his pecs and chin as he lay back. His feet rested against the other edge of the tub as he bent his knees. The salts had made the water slick, leaving a slightly oily feeling on his skin as it soothed and moisturised. He dipped his head beneath the surface before settling with his eyes closed. He knew he could have travelled like this if he'd asked Elijah, but he hated scrounging like that. If he was travelling, it was going to be on his own dime. Or in exchange for something else, apparently. He tried not to feel too dirty as he thought of exactly how he was going to be paying for this privilege.
He slowly stroked and soothed his skin, amazed at its newfound softness, as he thought about the man. Nines…It was a weird name. Clearly not his real one. Not unless he was an android. Androids sometimes chose odd names or kept their original model numbers. He had large hands with long fingers. Strong and elegant. He wondered how they'd feel as they cupped and stroked his pecs. Gavin licked his lips as his own hands followed a similar path, fingers slowly tracing circles around his nipples. Would Nines tease him slowly? He sighed softly as he felt his nubs hardening beneath his fingertips. Little buzzes of pleasure were trickling down through his stomach, making his length twitch with interest. He pinched and rolled the buds, closing his eyes and leaning his head back as he imagined smirking lips teasing his neck and shoulders. A firm body pressing up behind.
One hand left his pecs to stroke a slow and teasing path down his body. He caressed his abs and pelvis before sliding his hand up and down his half-hard shaft. He moved the hand on his pecs back and forth, making sure both small buds received equal attention. The hand on his shaft moved lower as he widened his thighs to caress and tease his testicles. A small sound escaped as he squeezed and rolled them in his hand. Each caress sent a fresh jolt through his hardening shaft. How much of a tease would Nines be? Would he keep him waiting on his knees? Maybe he'd make him service him first. He'd said he wanted a go at his ass, but that didn't mean he wouldn't make use of his mouth, too. Gavin whined as he thought about how it would feel. He hadn't even taken a sneak peek to see how big it was, but he couldn't imagine it being small. Not with Nines' confident attitude.
Gavin opened his legs wider as he moved his hand further down. Searching fingers finally worked their way along his perineum to the tight ring of muscle. He squirmed as he felt the hole twitch and soften under his probing touch. Phck! Nines had long fingers. What would it feel like as they finally breached him? Gavin worked his fingers impatiently, forcing one inside a little sooner than he was ready. It wasn't as good as usual, not without lube, but it was enough to have his length bobbing beneath the surface. Gavin moaned softly as he let his hand leave his pecs to trail down and grip his twitching shaft. Phck, Nines! He was completely lost in the fantasy at this point.
His hips rocked up as he fucked into his fist, squeezing and jerking his shaft beneath the water. He lowered his hips, wiggling his finger as deep as possible as he did so. He knew he wouldn't be able to find his prostate this time. He didn't have enough depth, and he was pretty sure he was stroking at the wrong angle. That didn't mean it didn't help him feel good. He crooked and teased his finger, stroking and rubbing his walls as he pumped his fist. He was pretty sure Nines would do a better job later. He could just imagine how his hips would snap, sinking his length deep in his passage each time. Would he let him touch himself? Would he watch? Would he do it with his own hand? That had Gavin whining. He could imagine it perfectly. Nines fucking into him while pumping his shaft, holding him down with a hand on his hip.
"Ph-phck!" Gavin arched his spine as he came, splashing water over the edge of the tub as he pumped himself to completion. His cheeks were flushed as he finally settled, panting and dazed in the steamy room. He sighed as he pulled the plug and stood on slightly shaky legs. That was pretty fucked up. He'd literally just met the guy in a queue. They'd barely spoken to each other. But phck, he's hot! He almost felt sheepish as he turned on the shower and grabbed the shower gel. He'd never really thought himself the type to spurt over a guy in the first five minutes of meeting him. Never thought I'd whore myself out for a plane ticket either…Something about that made his chest drop a little. That was technically prostitution. As a detective, he shouldn't be doing this.
He continued to wallow in shame as he moved on to his hair. He washed and conditioned, since the conditioner was there. He also used the hair dryer and the gel products to fix his hair into its usual fluffed style. An electric razor had been provided, along with foam, cream, and aftershave. He didn't go too short, but he did take the opportunity to neaten up his stubble and clean up his neck. He hummed appreciatively as he got back into his clothes. He looked pretty good. Not going for a night out good, but better than he looked on a regular workday.
By the time he got out, he still had two hours to kill, so he headed back into the main lounge, where his stuff had been left undisturbed, but there was a new presence there. He almost smiled and hurried over before he remembered that it wasn't his Chloe. He made his way over to give the blonde android a polite greeting when she looked up at him and her whole face lit up. Gavin frowned in confusion as she shot to her feet and wrapped her arms around his neck. Is this Chloe? My Chloe? He returned the embrace awkwardly before pulling back to look at her.
"Gavin! I never imagined we'd be running into you here! What are you doing in Dubai?" Chloe demanded brightly as she reached up and cupped his cheeks. She seemed very impressed with his fresh shave as she stroked her thumbs over his jawline and turned his face this way and that. "Did you get a new boyfriend?" she asked brightly as she assessed his state of dress and the scent of a new cologne she didn't recognise. Her question seemed to make Gavin even more flustered as he drew back and ran a hand through his hair.
"Not…exactly, but never mind that! What are you doing here?" he demanded, part delighted and part horrified. If Chloe was there, that meant Elijah was there. If Elijah was there, that definitely meant they were flying first class. If they were flying first class on the same flight, they'd likely be within earshot as he paid up for his ticket later. That was all kinds of fucked up. It made him want to quietly disappear and escape the whole thing.
"You first! You never fly first class, and I know Elijah didn't pay for it," Chloe pressed as she crossed her arms with a smug air. Gavin shuddered at the very thought of telling her what had happened. What he'd agreed to. He stammered a little, noting the way her LED span yellow as she assessed the state of his stress levels. "Gavin, are you in some sort of trouble? You can tell me, you know. I won't tell Elijah if you don't want me to," she added in a comforting tone. Now Gavin felt bad for making her worry.
"It's nothing bad exactly, just um…I sort of got…Uh…I got a…proposition?" He looked sheepish as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Seriously, it's not illegal, well, it's not that illegal, and I didn't exactly agree to it, it just sort of happened, but the guy was really distracting, and then he was at the counter, and then the payment was done and I-" Gavin found himself cut off with Chloe's finger pressing against his lips. Her blue eyes were sharp. Gavin could just feel the pit of shame opening beneath his feet as Chloe frowned up at him. "Please-don't-tell-Eli!" That was all he got out before a new voice piped up behind them, clearly delighted.
"Chloe! Look who I found!" Gavin was horrified as he looked up to see Elijah, and even more horrified to see that the person he had his arm around was most definitely Cleo. If Cleo was there, then that meant Nines wouldn't be far behind. Gavin swallowed hard as both newcomers noticed him, and both wore looks of recognition. "It…seems you did a little finding of your own…Cleo, this is my little brother, Gavin," Elijah introduced as he led Cleo forward and gestured to Gavin. Gavin could just about feel his heart trying to bust through his chest as he silently begged her not to say anything, if she even knew what Nines had done.
"It's nice to meet you, Gavin. My name is Cleo. I'm one of Chloe's sisters," she greeted in the same steady tone she'd used with Nines. It seemed she was playing along. Although she clearly remembered him, she wasn't giving him the sort of knowing look he'd expected. It seemed Cleo had a much more serious personality and had kept most of her original secretarial programming in place. That would make sense if that's her job…He was hesitant to ask though. It was none of his business either way.
"What on earth are you doing here?" Elijah asked as he stepped to Chloe's side and wrapped his arm around her slim waist. Gavin winced internally at the expectant look Chloe was giving him. That's right, Gavin. Why don't you tell your older brother exactly what you're doing here? Gavin coughed awkwardly as he thought up some sort of excuse.
"I-I was working…In Dubai. Police business," he supplied weakly, though it technically wasn't a lie. He had been on police business, and this was his flight. It just didn't explain his presence in the first class lounge. "I didn't know you were here, though," he added quickly, hoping to keep Elijah off the exact topic. It seemed to work. Elijah looked almost saddened as he remembered exactly why Gavin didn't know. This was the first time they'd spoken since that time.
"No, I…I don't suppose you would…We've been in negotiations for access to a new type of circuitry that could revolutionise the upgrade market. It could make some of our components cheaper and easier to produce," Elijah replied, though they both knew that any talk of technology would go way over his head. "It's good to see you," he added in a softer voice as he reached out and tugged Gavin closer. Gavin went with it, feeling quietly relieved as he wrapped his arms around him. He felt his throat tighten as they held each other for the first time in months. Phcking nope! As if I'm going to cry in public. Suck it up, asshole!
"Eli?" Gavin stiffened as that deep baritone sounded. This seemed like the worst possible thing that could happen. Elijah drew back and turned to Nines with a grin of delight, arms already open to embrace him like a brother, or at least a long-lost friend. Gavin balked as Chloe's eyes widened and she looked between them in disbelief. He gave her a pleading look as she frowned, ready to unleash her tongue on his mysterious patron. "I thought you'd caught the earlier flight!" Nines added as he clapped Elijah on the back and stepped back.
"Turns out we left it too late, but we did get one on the flight heading for Canada in about an hour." Elijah was oblivious to the flood of relief that swelled in Gavin's chest. That meant they wouldn't be on the same flight. He lowered his gaze as he met Nines' silvery eyes, which were glittering in amusement. "Oh! This is my younger brother, Gavin," Elijah added as he noticed the direction of Nines' gaze. Nines' eyes widened a fraction at the news before he reached out an elegant hand in greeting.
"Richard Keen. It's a pleasure to meet you, Gavin. Elijah speaks of you often." Gavin was happy to play along as he accepted Nines' hand. He had a firm grasp, but gentle. His hands looked like they could crush him in an instant, but his grip was practiced. Precise. It was also warm. Gavin frowned at that. Connor had a similarly strong and firm grip, but his skin was always just a little too cool. Nines' hand just felt normal. Human.
"We've been friends for a long time. In fact, he did Cyberlife the great honour of allowing them to use his likeness for the RK line," Elijah added as he waved for them all to sit. That explained why he looked so much like Connor. They'd softened out all the sharper angles and made a puppy dog version to boost sales, but they'd certainly kept the general look. Not that Gavin could blame them. It was a very attractive face. Chloe and Cleo sat together in one large chair, and Elijah settled beside them. That left Gavin and Nines to take the seats on the opposite side.
"And I haven't been able to live in Detroit since. The thought of running into one of those things just creeps me out." Gavin was surprised to hear Nines say something so negative, and right to Elijah's face as well. I suppose I get it though…Seeing your own face, or a face not so different from your own, splashed all over TV and billboards couldn't be easy. Not to mention the risk of running into one of them on the street. Elijah chuckled his acknowledgement.
"Richard's the person I was doing business with. He moved his whole company out here to escape the RK release date," he added to keep Gavin in the loop. Gavin nodded his understanding, still quietly hoping that his presence would go unquestioned. He outright winced at the scathing look they were receiving from Chloe, though she hadn't said anything yet. He did his best to keep Elijah talking. It turned out he'd met Richard shortly after he finished university. Richard had still been schooling the normal way, but he'd had a lot of success on a streaming site, talking about science and his latest inventions. He'd actually played a minor role in Chloe's creation and gained a stake in Cyberlife as a result. Gavin couldn't help but wonder how Elijah had never mentioned him before. Unless he did, but I wasn't listening…That wasn't impossible where his brother and his android talk were concerned. Gavin often tuned out. He definitely would have remembered if he'd seen a photo though.
Gavin silently thanked whatever gods there were out there when Elijah and Chloe finally had to pack up and head to their gate. Elijah remained oblivious even as he hugged him goodbye and said he'd see him back in Detroit. Chloe warmly parted with her sister before turning to Nines with a scathing look as she grabbed her wheelie case. Gavin looked suitably ashamed of himself, but Nines remained utterly unapologetic as he sipped his Cosmopolitan with a smug smirk.
"Enjoy your flight," Chloe said meaningfully, clearly meaning for it to come off as scathing and judgemental.
"Oh, I intend to." Gavin froze as he felt Nines' large hand slip across his thigh to squeeze suggestively. He was glad Elijah had headed off already, otherwise he'd probably catch on. Chloe clicked her tongue in disapproval before hurrying off. Gavin felt his stomach flutter as Nines' hot breath teased his lobe. "And I intend for you to enjoy it as well."