It didn't take them long to get back to the shop and for John to get to work. He didn't bother to wear his lab coat. The clothes he was wearing were already ruined. They were splattered with oily blue thirium. It may eventually go invisible to the eye, but it would still saturate the material. He dragged a wooden bench over to stand beside the padded table. Lin placed the broken unit on that while the complete unit was laid out on the padded table.
"I'll help," Lin offered, joining John at his nod. The first thing he wanted to do was check the new unit. There'd be no point in going further if the new unit was damaged somehow. He examined the joints and internal components. Why was it even thrown out? It looks like it would have worked a few more years with a new power core…John thought indignantly. Though the RG700 was slowly replacing the older model on the streets, that didn't mean the RG600s were out of date or useless. The victim of an upgrade? What a waste! John opened the skull of the inactive unit and examined the insides. It was empty. So it was a council unit…A normal person probably wouldn't have thought to remove the memory core, but council androids held sensitive information and passwords. Internal storage was always destroyed rather than simply wiped.
"Lin, check these on the main computer and clear out any corrupted files," John ordered as he removed the memory cards from the broken unit and watched Lin leave. He looked the motherboard over, finding it was cracked. There was no way or repairing that sort of damage, but he'd expected a lot of internal damage from the state of the cranium. They'd be lucky if the memory files were intact after the exposure they'd suffered. At least the body was kept under shelter so the rain didn't get inside…He headed out back and searched through some of their stock. He didn't find an RG600 model, but there was an RH500, which was almost the same. All he had to do was change the connection ports to fit the RG600, and the ports themselves were undamaged on the old components. It was delicate work and took around half an hour.
"The files are being repaired, but it will take a few hours," Lin reported as he returned to find John hunched over the bench by the wall. John nodded his understanding and stepped back. Fitting the motherboard could wait for the morning, as could the memory files. "You're exhausted…" Lin murmured in a low drone as he pressed up behind him. John hummed lightly in agreement, unable to stop himself from leaning back against Lin's firm body. Working on androids was tiring work that required a lot of focus. He couldn't afford to miss a connection or wire something wrong. That could cause catastrophic failure.
"I should recharge the power core overnight," John murmured, finding it hard to focus as gentle hands rested on his hips and warm lips pressed gentle kisses to the back of his neck. Lin murmured that he could take care of it later, enjoying the way John trilled as he bit down on the soft pale skin. John's head tipped back against his shoulder, his blue eyes dazed and pliant as Lin looked down at his face. Lin smiled softly as he took in his favourite version of John. He was dirty from their earlier searching in the scrapyard and covered in thirium, almost dead on his feet after hours of being up to his elbows in broken android.
"You're filthy," Lin added in a low tone, enjoying the flush on John's cheeks. Am I that dirty? "Go upstairs and take a shower…I'll make something for you to eat," he added in a softer tone. John nodded and went to do as he was told while Lin headed to the broken unit and tugged out the power core. John had a small recharging unit, which power cores could be slotted into and charged from the wall. Lin plugged it in and made sure the core was charging properly before heading upstairs, where he could hear the shower running. Lin blinked slowly as his sexual subroutines activated. John would be in there, standing naked beneath the hot spray. Blue water would drip down his legs as he scrubbed away the oily thirium that refused to dry on his human skin.
Lin ran a short pre-construction, imagining how John would react if he entered the bathroom. He'd be shy and try to cover himself, deep oceanic eyes widening in surprise as he shut and locked the door behind him. He'd stammer out an objection as Lin stepped closer with a sinful smirk, pulling off his clothing as he went. He'd whine into his mouth as he claimed his lips, trapping him beneath the spray. It would feel so good to lift John and lean him against the tiled wall. His perfect legs would lock around his waist, small needy gasps burning his ear as he gently fingered him open.
Lin ended the pre-construction with a small huff. He was acting like a human, letting his arousal control him. He turned off the subroutine, quietly missing the intense feelings as he headed for the kitchen. Food was his current mission. It was strange, performing domestic tasks again. He could almost trick himself into believing his deviancy had been a dream, and he was once again serving a human. It was familiar and comfortable. He checked the fridge and found enough food to make a simple stir-fry. He listened for a few moments. The shower was still running. He started his work slowly, unsure how long it would take for John to finish.
He'd just started tossing the raw chicken when he heard the water shut off, and the door opened a few minutes later. He raised his eyes, just seeing John's shadow as he padded across to his bedroom. From his silhouette, he could tell John had a towel wrapped around his waist, likely nothing but pale skin above. He sighed and turned off his arousal subroutine again. Am I subconsciously turning it on? he wondered as he added the vegetables and a little soy sauce.
"It smells good," John said sweetly as he entered, blonde locks dripping on the soft black shoulders of a long sleeved top. His hips were covered by loose black sweatpants and his feet were bare. Lin noted that they were quite cold on the tiled floor of the small kitchenette. "Did you cook often before?" John asked hesitantly as he entered to stand beside him. Lin tossed the food, not spilling a bit as he stirred with a wooden spatula.
"I did. My owner was old and mostly bedridden without my help, and her daughter-in-law often worked late. I would cook and keep the home," Lin replied stiffly, trying not to think about the way the old woman would talk to him. She would always call him Koujo, stroking a hand through his hair as she told him what a good and helpful son he was. She was less kind to her daughter-in-law, unable to understand why she couldn't just accept Lin. At the time it hadn't concern him, but now that he looked back on it he thought it must have been torture. He couldn't imagine what it must have been like to see the face of her dead husband every day, but know it was a stranger. Not even a stranger. A fake. A mechanical copy…
"Sorry…" John murmured, shocking Lin out of his thoughts with a gentle touch on his arm. Lin looked down at him with a soft expression, steadying the wok in his hand before it even moved. It amazed him how empathetic John could be, even towards machines. Perhaps especially towards machines…he thought, reflecting that he hadn't seen John interact much with his friends. He was quite quiet around them, even when drunk. His kindest voice most often came out when speaking to the GT300 or Katie.
"You don't need to apologise; you did nothing wrong," Lin replied, though he appreciated the sentiment. He kept John company while he ate, talking to him about the work they had to do tomorrow. Tomorrow would be filled mostly with waiting. Waiting for the memory files to repair themselves, waiting for the core to recharge, and waiting for a full system reboot. John was nervous, Lin could tell. They'd been so lucky. Finding an undamaged unit, salvaging the memory cards, finding a replacement motherboard. It seemed almost too perfect. Something was likely to go wrong. Likely, but not guaranteed…"You're agitated," Lin teased gently, quietly confident that John would find a way through no matter what happened. He was determined.
"Sorry," John apologised with a sigh as he ran a hand through his hair. He just couldn't help being worried. What were the chances of everything going off without a hitch?
"You've done everything you can. If it doesn't work, it's not your fault," Lin said firmly, watching John nod his quiet agreement. He'd likely be upset if it didn't work, wondering again and again what he could have done differently. He was already thinking about it. Lin could tell. He was chewing his lip instead of his food. "You'll get wrinkles," Lin teased as he prodded John's soft forehead. John rubbed the offended area sheepishly as he returned his attention to his food. Lin leaned his head on his chin and enjoyed watching his human eat. He followed the rise and fall of his sloping jaw, and the bob of his Adam's apple as he swallowed. My human? Lin thought with a start, raising his head a little. When did I start to think that?
"Thank you for cooking, it was really good," John added sincerely as he finished and got to his feet. Lin watched as he padded over to the kitchen and turned on the hot water. He stared at John's delicate neck, which curved down to gently sloping shoulders. Lin followed silently, watching as John plugged the sink and filled it with bubbly water. "I can wash my own dishes!" John objected with a small chuckle as Lin appeared behind him. His human smelled a little different when he was fresh out of the shower. His usual scent was hidden by chemical soap. Lin had no scent of his own really. Androids all had the same light thirium scent unless they showered with human products. At that particular moment, he supposed he'd smell like John's shower products and thirium.
"I'm sure you can…" Lin replied gently as he rested his hands on the counter either side of John's smaller body. He felt him stiffen in something akin to anticipation. His hands stilled in the hot water, one hand gripping the sponge while the other held the plate. Lin tested the waters, pressing a little closer as his arousal subroutine kicked in. He felt the smallest shiver travel up John's spine and edged his hips forward. He had to crouch a little to press his bulging crotch against John's shorter rump, but it was worth it for the jolt that shot through John's body upon contact. He enjoyed the pink that climbed his pale neck as he leaned down to drag his lips across the skin.
"M-maybe you should take a shower. We were both slipping around that junkyard earlier," John excused with a hint of nervousness. Lin paused as he analysed John's reaction. Was he being rejected? He didn't think so, but he could sense John's apprehension. Lin closed his eyes as he shifted his hands from the counter to John's hips, edging his fingers beneath his warm top. He felt each twitch and tremble. John's heart drummed in his chest, heating his skin. Lin continued his upward path until he reached John's nipples and stroked. He felt John's gasp fill his lungs, pressing his chest out further. Lin closed his eyes as he savoured the positive messages John's body was sending.
"Maybe you should clean me with your tongue, like a good human," Lin purred, tilting his head so that his voice vibrated right against the shell of John's ear. It was the exact angle that made John weak at the knees. His cheeks were flushed pink as he looked over his shoulder, something almost needy in his deep blue eyes. "Isn't that what you want, John? To be my good human?" Lin added softly, feeling his own length straining as John hesitated. He was a lot more uncertain without alcohol flooding his system, seemingly ashamed of his sexual desires and what Lin would think of him.
Lin smiled softly as he swooped in and claimed John's lips, knowing he could daze and reassure him with his tongue. John gasped before his air supply was cut off, finding himself wrapped in Lin's tight embrace. Lin turned him slowly until the small of his back was pressed against the counter. On some level, John remembered his arms were soaking wet and kept them on the counter, gripping the hard surface tightly. Lin drew back slowly, running his thumb along John's wet lips and teasing a thumb into his mouth. John's eyes were hazy as he stared up, blindly opening his mouth in obedience.
"You know what I want you to wash," Lin murmured suggestively, watching John's eyes dart to the darkened hallway. He was anxious and alert, overthinking things as ever.
"Wait, GT is just downstairs and David might-" John objected worriedly, falling silent as Lin pressed a finger to his lips. His lips were soft despite the constant biting they were subjected to. It was a bad habit. One that Lin intended to break. He savoured their closeness, his mismatched eyes closing blissfully as he leaned closer to share John's breathing space. He pressed their foreheads together as he looked down.
"Then you'd better get on your knees and get to work before anyone comes…Kneel," he replied, his tone making it clear that it wasn't a request. A small sound escaped John's lips as Lin's hand pressed the top of his head. He didn't fight it as he was led to his knees on the tiled floor. He rested his hands on Lin's taller hips as he looked up, his mouth exactly level with his solid clothed length. "Such a good human…" Lin murmured as he stroked John's rapidly drying hair, finding a spot near his ear that made him close his eyes and preen like a cat. Cute. He pulled John closer, gently grinding his pelvis against his face. He could feel warm lips kissing him through his tight jeans.
Lin felt his systems flood with warm pleasure and contentment as he laced his hand in John's hair and looked down at him. He had his eyes closed as he mouthed the solid lump in Lin's pants, hot breath warming the fake flesh beneath. He seemed dazed as he drew back and fumbled with the buckle of his belt. Lin let out an appreciative hum as his twitching length was released from his trousers. John was almost teasing him as he licked and kissed the soft tip. Lin didn't mind. He could turn down his sensitivity and just enjoy watching his human for hours.
"That's it…" Lin murmured in encouragement as John finally slipped the head between his lips and sucked. He closed his eyes and rested his hands on the edge of the sink, feeling John's head make hesitant shallow bobs. John took in a little more of the shaft and Lin held his hips back. He didn't want to hurt him by snapping forward too quickly. "John!" he moaned, taking a breath as John sucked and nibbled. John gripped his hips tighter and sucked at the sound. Lin lowered the sensitivity, opting to focus more on the human between his legs.
John had reached up to grip the long shaft firmly, stroking the length skilfully with each shallow bob of his head. He was clearly no stranger to doing this, though it seemed he was used to a shorter length. He was having trouble taking in more than half now that he was sober. Lin gripped and tilted his head up, hazy blue eyes gazing up at him questioningly. Lin was careful as he took John's head and eased his hips forward a little more, edging more of his length down John's sensitive throat. It felt so good being encased in wet, silken warmth.
"Come on, open up for me," Lin purred as he drew back and thrust forward, feeling John choke a little. He didn't pause before rutting again. He could feel the heat of John's skin. His smaller hands gripped Lin's hips with quivering fingers. "Swallow it down, keep your throat as open as possible," Lin instructed as he bucked again, feeling John whine a small objection around his member. The vibrations it sent up his shaft were delicious, and he bucked again just to feel John do it once more. Lin smirked as he shifted his foot, glad he'd taken his shoes off as he pressed his toes against John's crotch.
John moaned desperately around the shaft in his mouth, his body jerking at the unexpected contact. He was solid beneath his sweatpants. Lin was pleased he was wearing such loose-fitting trousers and thin boxers. It made it easier to press and tease the fleshy length. He stroked with his foot, planting his heel on the tiles as he pressed down. He could feel John grinding against him with small whines, sometimes forgetting his current task as Lin began an agonising build-up. He almost shuddered as he imagined how debauched John would look as he came kneeling on the tiles with his shaft buried in his throat.
"Humans…so easy to please," Lin murmured with a smirk, noting the way John's blue eyes looked up at him warily. Lin's expression softened as he stroked John's blonde hair soothingly. He was about to speak again when he heard movement on the stairs. He wasn't the only one. John looked up in horror, his member twitching beneath Lin's foot. Thinking fast, Lin turned their bodies and pressed John against the island cupboards, pressing his back painfully against the wooden doors. He looked out across the small dining area to the stairway, where the GT300 had appeared.
"Have you seen John?" he asked simply, processing the information he could pick up. There was a strong scent of thirium and lubricant. It wasn't something a human would be able to smell, but the GT300 could process it immediately. He could also smell human sweat and arousal. As he focused, he could hear John's panicked breaths beneath the counter and as Lin's eyes dropped, he knew. Lin held back a smirk as he looked down; the human's lips still stretched around his cock. He gave John a look, feeling him tremble at the silent suggestion that he let the GT300 see him.
"Have you tried the storage room?" Lin asked instead, silencing his own arousal program so as not to get distracted. The GT300 outright smirked at him, a look that would have sent a jolt through him if he'd still felt aroused. He knows, and he's playing along…Lin realised, schooling his expression so as not to alert John. John almost choked as Lin's hand pulled him closer, edging his length even deeper. Hands pushed against his thighs, trying to force him back. Despite his objection, Lin could feel John shudder and twitch against him as he remained in place.
"I have…Perhaps he is in his room," Lin suggested, John's whole body freezing in horror at the suggestion. The GT300 would have to walk by the kitchen to get there. He would be completely exposed. He let out a small, wet gasp as Lin's foot pressed down and kneaded his throbbing erection. He would have whimpered if he hadn't been so terrified of being caught. The GT300 took a few loud steps towards the counter, stopping short of actually passing by. Lin's brow twitched as John sucked hard in reproach, but quickly stopped as Lin gave a rough thrust that almost choked him. "What was that?" the GT300 asked innocently, having heard the strangled sound.
"The pipes," Lin replied without missing a beat, feeling John shudder as he rolled his hips. John didn't want to get caught, not at all, but the idea of it was still there. He couldn't help feeling a certain little thrill as Lin slowly fucked his throat barely a foot from the other android. He couldn't help sucking it down obediently in response. "I was sure John was downstairs…Perhaps he went to see his friends," Lin suggested, unsure John could take much more. The grip on his hips was almost painful as his head bobbed. The GT300 nodded his understanding and backed away.
"Perhaps that is the case. I'll go into standby mode until he returns," the GT300 decided, bidding Lin good night as he retreated. As soon as his steps were gone, Lin dropped his hungry gaze to the human on his knees and ramped his arousal program to full. John whined in objection as Lin took his head firmly and began fucking his throat in earnest. He stopped the moment John raised his hand and slapped his thigh urgently. John retched as Lin pulled back and instantly dropped to his knees to hold him up.
"Was I too rough?" Lin asked worriedly, cradling John's cheeks as coughed and wiped his teary eyes. Before John had even recovered, Lin had already pulled him in and sealed his lips urgently. He brought John with him as he got to his feet and lifted him onto the counter effortlessly. John wrapped his arms around his neck, his legs spreading to accommodate Lin standing between them. "I'm sorry, I hope I didn't hurt you," Lin murmured quietly as he drew back, placing gentle kisses along John's cheeks and jawline.
"Hurt a bit," John choked out, accepting a glass of water as Lin filled and handed it to him. He drank the cold water, shivering with adrenaline. There was something about almost being caught that had wrecked his nerves and fuelled his arousal. He felt a little cold as Lin returned to the place between his legs, rubbing gentle circles on his hips. Lin tugged him closer, trapping John's erection between them. John bit his lip with a small whine. He was still painfully hard. He closed his eyes as he leaned his head against Lin's shoulder.
"I should turn off my arousal subroutine," Lin murmured softly, his body wanting nothing more than to ruin the human in his arms. He felt John's hands reached round to grip the back of his top at the suggestion. He raised an eyebrow as he turned his head, meeting John's gentle eyes and enjoying the flush on his pink skin.
"Don't turn it off," John murmured desperately, the words almost shooting straight to Lin's painfully hard shaft. He was about to murmur an objection, say that his arousal program was the reason he'd lost control and hurt him in the first place, but his voice was frozen as John reached between them and gripped the long, synthetic length. "Lin I…I want…" John trailed off nervously. He didn't need to finish the sentence. Lin knew exactly what he wanted. Lin took his time, pressing gentle kisses to John's throat as he reached between them and pulled his member free.
Lin smiled in amusement as John squirmed on the black countertop, small hands reaching up to grip his shoulders. Lin lowered his own sensitivity for now, opting to focus his full attention on John's pleasure. He leaned down to lick and tease the sensitive tip of John's length. He nibbled the loose skin, dragging it up and down slowly in a way that made John's toes curl. John watched in a breathy daze as Lin leaned down and took in his shaft. Lin was strong, refusing to move his head as John gripped his ebony hair and pushed in reflex. He sucked gently, running his tongue up and down the base of John's length. John whimpered as Lin idly tongued the thick vein he'd found.
"L-Lin! C-can we-" John cut off with a sharp gasp. Lin looked up with his mismatched eyes, enjoying the sight of John's flushed cheeks and dazed eyes. He blinked slowly as John stroked his hair. It was a nice feeling. He wondered if John had similar thoughts when he was stroked and teased. "Please, I want you…inside…" John murmured, embarrassed by his raw desire. Lin almost growled around the length in his mouth at the confession, his own arousal ramping up. There was something fulfilling about being desired by his human. The human he had chosen.
"Hold on to me," Lin instructed as he straightened up and shifted his hands beneath John's clothed rump. John was obedient as ever, both legs and arms wrapping around Lin securely as he was lifted. Lin sealed his lips as he carried him through to the bedroom. He climbed straight onto the double bed, feeling John sigh as he was pressed down into the firm mattress, his head sinking into the pillows. John loosened his hold and focused on kissing him back, only breaking apart to allow Lin to remove his soft black top. Lin's quickly followed. "My human…" Lin murmured possessively as he slipped his fingers down between John's cheeks and teased his entrance slowly.
"Lin…" John moaned lightly between kisses, his hips slowly rolling with Lin's teasing touches. He barely registered that he was now naked, but he did notice when Lin's solid length dragged along his own. Lin enjoyed the way John shuddered in his arms and rolled his hips again. He palmed their lengths together a few times, gathering some lubricant on his fingers. "Please, inside-Lin!" John quivered, feeling dazed and hot as Lin's first finger easily breached his entrance.
"Slow down, I need to prepare you first," Lin chided lightly, pulling back to watch John's face as he teased his passage. John's mouth fell open, a little breathy moan breaking free as he wriggled his hips in time with Lin's touch. "Touch yourself, don't be shy," Lin encouraged as John's fingers stroked his own chest, but hesitated short of his sensitive buds. Lin leaned down to kiss his forehead, letting him know it was alright. He wouldn't judge him for it. John hissed at the first pinch, biting his lip as he gazed up at Lin's steady mismatched stare.
John rubbed small circles on the pert little buds, alternating between stroking, pressing, rolling and pinching. His length twitched happily against Lin's, and his tight ring was getting looser around Lin's probing finger. His whole body arched as Lin pressed in a second digit. His entrance was so slick and smooth, pulling him deeper. He couldn't wait to feel it sitting tight around his shaft. It would suck him in all the way to the hilt. Lin moaned at the thought, feeling John's legs part a little more in invitation. Not yet…Lin thought firmly as he pressed in a third finger, John's blue eyes snapping wide at the stretching intrusion. Lin kissed his temple assuringly, working his fingers slowly. He wanted to encourage the ring, not force it.
"Please Lin…" John whined, his hand reaching down to grip and pump Lin's length. Lin moaned gruffly into the touch, lowering his sensitivity quickly. A human probably would have given in to John's helpless pleas, but Lin had already hurt him once that night. He didn't want to be careless. Humans were delicate. John was fragile. Like glass. "Lin!" he pleaded again, and it was almost more than Lin could take.
"Let me know if it's too much," he murmured as a compromise, feeling John nod against his chest. He withdrew his fingers and coated his length with lubricant. He wanted to make it as easy as possible. He wanted to slide in like silk. He wanted his human to feel good. He grunted as his tip entered, feeling the tight heat closing around him slowly. John's whole body shuddered as he opened himself in welcome. His legs parted wide, toes curling in the sheets as he arched his hips up in acceptance. It was so easy. Lin could feel himself slowly gliding into the tight heat.
"Good…" John shivered as he was penetrated to the hilt. Lin looked down as John pressed a hand on his stomach. There was no way his length was actually buried that deep, but human senses could make it feel that way it seemed. "Please…" John begged helplessly, his eyes slightly unfocused as he held himself up. Lin gripped his rump, taking the weight off his legs. He rocked his hips slowly, enjoying the way John pinched and teased his own nipples while biting the knuckles of his other hand. Lin couldn't help it as his arousal subroutine kicked into overdrive. He leaned down on his elbows, his body almost flush against John's as he rocked his hips. John tightened and loosened around his length with each slip and slide. The small sounds he made were getting higher and more urgent.
"John…" Lin murmured, surprised by the neediness in his own tone. John's eyes focused as he was called, accepting the hand that reached down to link fingers with his. Lin's synthetic skin retracted from the limb, his subroutines automatically attempting to form an interface with John. Obviously he couldn't link with his human, but the absence of skin did make his palm and fingers more sensitive, picking up the drumming of John's heartbeat and the rush of his hot blood. John felt the change and gripped the plastic limb harder, enjoying the smoothness of the casing.
"Pretty…" John murmured in a daze as he watched Lin's synthetic skin dance. He wasn't even sure if Lin was aware of it, but his skin was peeling back in small patches, revealing splotches of white momentarily before melding back together with a blue halo of light. "Please, more-please!" John begged, gripping Lin's hand for dear life as he fucked into him smoothly. His length was so hard it was painful. Lin leaned his weight on one arm, kissing John's throat as he leaned closer.
"Touch yourself," he urged, watching with heavy breaths as John reached down to grip his length. He was almost shy as he pumped in time with Lin's thrusts. Lin got a notification to warn him about his impending orgasm, seeing whether he wanted to hold off. Lin agreed. He wasn't ready to finish. Not when John was like this. He was almost mad with lust and need. "You're so beautiful…" Lin praised, a loud cry escaping John's lips as the beginning of his orgasm caught. Lin rocked his hips in earnest, feeling his length slamming into John's prostate with each thrust. This was the perfect position. He leaned down and captured his soft lips. John kissed him desperately, hands gripping, nails scratching, toes curling, and finally his hips were stuttering wantonly. Lin authorised his own release, enjoying the waves of pleasure that flooded his systems as wet streams splashed his stomach.
Lin raised himself slowly, holding his body just above John's as he looked down at his spent form. He could barely keep his blue eyes open as his body buzzed and hummed in an exhausted heap. Lin's expression was soft as he stroked John's cheek with his plastic hand, feeling him shiver at the show of affection. He watched curiously as John raised his naked hand and pressed his lips to the knuckles, leaving soft kisses along the hard plastic. It made his synapses tingle. It…tickles? he thought curiously, surprised to find John could make him react in that way.
"Are you satisfied? Do you need anything?" Lin asked gently, wondering if he should clean them up a little. John was clearly going to fall asleep soon. John shifted in his grasp, turning on his side to face Lin's naked body and curl into his chest.
"Just this…I need this," John murmured as he settled and closed his eyes. Lin allowed it. How could he deny his human such a simple pleasure? He let John use one of his arms as a pillow, cradling his head against his shoulder. He could feel gentle breaths warming his chest as John went to sleep. Lin wrapped his free arm around him, turning up his internal temperature to keep him warm. He calculated how long it would take John to hit REM sleep. Once he did so, Lin would be safe to move and clean up. Until then he settled in place, enjoying the sight of John's pale skin prickling in the cooling room and his peaceful sleeping face. I never thought I'd want a human like this…Lin thought, content to stare at John's sleeping face indefinitely. He stroked his soft golden curls, enjoying the way they'd spring back with each gentle stroke. He paused as John's eyelids twitched. He was sleeping soundly now.
