John threw his head back into the pillows, breath sticking in his throat at the intensity. He keened, a high sound that Lin felt vibrate through the pale thighs that rested on his shoulders. John's delicate spine arched off the mattress, his hips lifting higher as he covered his face with crossed arms. He moaned loudly, and Lin's name fell from his lips like a desperate plea. Lin swallowed him deeper, large hands caressing the pale thighs he was gripping. He could feel John's feet. His curled toes were pressing against his back, thighs trembling as he pulled Lin closer. Lin allowed it. He drew his head back a little, enough to lick and suck John's shaft down again.

"Lin-please! I can't!" John cried from behind his arms, his breath stuttering as pleasure rippled through his body like water. Lin supported John's slim hips with one hand, squeezing assuringly. He grabbed John's hand with the other, seeing him reaching out desperately. John moaned as Lin bobbed between his legs, locking their fingers and holding tight. He couldn't help the twitching of his hips as he instinctively tried to jerk against Lin's face. Lin watched him coming undone smugly, enjoying the moans and whimpers breaking free, satisfied that he was the one making him feel so good. "Lin! I'm-" John cut off with a moan, his blue eyes widening as Lin drank down his salty release.

Lin shifted to grip John's thighs as he trembled and bucked. He controlled the way he jerked against his face. It was easy for him to do this with his android strength. His throat was like an open chute he could restrict as he pleased. It was perfect for milking his human's shaft. He'd never choke or gag. John certainly appreciated his efforts. His cheeks were flushed and his eyes dazed as he finally tired out and fell limp. Lin sucked a few more times, cleaning off John's flagging member as he drew back. He was truly a sight. His pale skin was flushed, his chest heavy as he regained his breath, arms still resting timidly over his face.

"How do you feel?" Lin murmured as he slipped higher up the bed to slide his arm around John's warm waist. He'd left his own sexual subroutines offline. He didn't want to exhaust John's weaker body with his endless amount of stamina, and this was nice. He enjoyed giving pleasure to his human, seeing him unravel with lust and need, and something softer. John's expression was gentle and a little embarrassed as he turned into Lin's embrace. One of his hands reached up to rest lazily against Lin's soft cheek. Androids never had to shave, so Lin's cheeks always felt the same. Soft and smooth. Lin often found that John's were the same. His facial hair grew like fuzzy, downy fluff. Slowly, over a few days. John rarely let that happen, and tended to shave every two days.

"Spoiled," John murmured shyly in response as he nuzzles closer. Lin stopped John's wandering hand to bring it to his lips. It wasn't that he didn't want to engage him. He'd happily sink himself into John's warmth every hour of the day. Every minute even. The problem was that the human body couldn't take that sort of abuse. He'd been keeping a close eye on John's vitals, and he could feel the small ways he tensed whenever his fingers approached his rump. He was clearly sore and overused after the past few days.

"I want to spoil you…and I don't want to tire you out too much," Lin replied softly as he pressed his lips to John's knuckles. John murmured lightly about it being unfair for Lin to give all the time, but fell silent as a single finger rested on his lips. "It's what I want…Our desires are perfectly aligned," Lin added firmly, knowing that John was beginning to doubt himself again. He was always worried about using Lin for his own gain, always trying to give as much as he took. Sometimes more. John melted into Lin's embrace as their lips met. He was fuzzy and content. Completely sated. It was endearing to see the satisfied and sleepy look he wore at times like this.

"Doesn't it leave you…unsatisfied?" John asked quietly as he looked up almost hesitantly. Lin let his fingertips trail over John's pale upper arm, rubbing ticklish circles on the soft skin. He could feel the flesh slowly prickling with goose bumps. Small, pale hairs stood on end, brushing against his synthetic skin. It was something Lin would never experience with his own skin since he didn't feel the cold in that manner. John twitched under the light touch, likely finding it ticklish. That was another thing that Lin would never experience. He quite enjoyed the way John reacted to it. His face would light up. His eyes would water with laughter. He'd laugh until he was breathless and gasping, begging Lin to stop.

"I don't think you understand how sexual desire works for us," Lin replied almost teasingly as he looked down at him. John returned his gaze curiously, looking somewhat vulnerable as Lin rolled on top of his smaller body and pressed him down on the mattress. He took John's hands and pinned them playfully to the pillows, linking their fingers and squeezing gently. "My need for you is insatiable…If I followed my own desires, I'd take you again…and again…and again…I'd never stop," he explained, interjecting his words with small kisses across John's jaw, neck, and shoulders. John shivered a little beneath him. Anticipation was hanging between them, making the air heavy as Lin devoured his pale throat with gentle nips.

"Never?"

"Never…I don't need to rest or wait for my systems to revive…I want you every minute…every second. The only time I don't feel that way is when I turn off my sexual subroutines or manually dial down the intensity…That's normal for androids. We activate our sexual subroutines for intercourse, and then turn them off…Although, I have found it…different with you," Lin confessed softly as he lowered himself against John's warm body, enjoying the press of damp flesh against his own dry skin. John was too drained to be revived so soon, and Lin himself had his sexual subroutines switched off, so both felt soft, lazy contentment with their bodies pressed together. Lin loved the way John's small, warm body felt beneath him, and John loved the security he felt lying beneath Lin's larger, stronger body.

"Different how?" John asked curiously as he rested his chin on Lin's shoulder and nuzzled the side of his head. Lin didn't have his own scent exactly. It was just thirium mixed with the bathing products he used in the shower. Lin returned the gesture, letting John's golden locks tickle his neck and cheek. He didn't feel the tickling sensation, but he did register the contact and texture of the hair follicles.

"Sometimes, when we are together, my systems will…self-activate."

"Is that normal? Is it safe? Maybe I should open you up and-" John stammered, only falling silent as Lin's amused lips stopped his train of thought. John hummed softly as Lin lingered, moving his lips in slow, lazy motions. He was always amazed at how quickly such a simple gesture would have John relaxing into the mattress. His expression was soft as he drew back, leaning on one arm and caressing John's cheek with his free hand. This was another thing he loved about his human; his tendency to think of those in need before anything else.

"I've run multiple diagnostics. I'm fine…I believe it's linked to my deviancy. I believe my subconscious desire for you triggers a conscious reaction from my software…Basically whenever I think of you, there's a chance that I will subconsciously activate my sexual subroutines. If I deem the time or place inappropriate, or your condition too fatigued, I simply turn them off again." He noticed that John seemed slightly troubled by his explanation. There was something almost hurt in his blue eyes as he nibbled his lip. He was worried. "What is it?" Lin asked curiously as John shifted his uncertain blue gaze. He was hesitant. Lin used his thumb to tug John's lip free of his teeth before tilting his chin up. You can tell me…

"Does that mean you don't find me…desirable? I mean…would you feel the same, physically, if you turned on your sexual subroutines with anyone else close by?" He was almost shamed of voicing his insecurity out loud. He felt guilty as Lin's expression became somewhat stern. There was a small bump as John was pinned to the bed once more, and Lin leaned closer. He looked at John seriously as he held himself above him. He took John's chin for good measure, holding him in place as he rested his weight on one forearm. John's cheeks flushed, blue eyes uncertain as Lin stared down at him with mismatched eyes.

"Johnathan Edwin Brown, don't ever doubt my feelings for you," Lin ordered, moving closer as John's eyes dropped doubtfully. "I mean it. I could turn on my sexual subroutines with a thousand other humans in the room, and I'd still only be looking at you…My feelings work in a similar manner to yours. Everyone has different tastes and preferences when it comes to choosing a lover…It just so happens that we are compatible," he added in a satisfied tone, taking the opportunity to press a series of gentle kisses along John's jawline. There was salt lingering on his skin. Lin could feel the flesh heating, John's whole body humming happily. Lin was quietly amazed by his own happiness.

When he'd first deviated, he'd never imagined feeling anything so good and pure. How could he? He'd been beaten by humans. He could recall with perfect clarity the sensation of multiple boots and objects smashing his limbs and internal components. The warnings that had flashed up in his HUD. Damage warnings. Warnings about slowly depleting thirium levels. Those humans had left him lying on the ground near the warehouse. Left him to drag his broken body to safety. Left him to die. He'd imagined feeling fear and despair for the rest of his free existence until shutting down. He'd especially never expected to feel anything but hatred and fear towards humans. When he'd first seen John and grabbed his throat, he'd never imagined he'd end up like this. Willingly lying in his bed, unsure who was really in control. He knew he could manipulate John, make him melt and keen with a simple touch, but John had his own wiles. He could break Lin with a single look. The purest part was that John had no idea. It made Lin adore him more.

"I feel…fortunate to have met you when I did," Lin added in a soft voice, gently caressing John's cheek and running his fingers through his thick locks.

"You wouldn't be here if I hadn't met you…" John replied, a small shudder running through his body at the thought as his stomach dropped like lead. Lin held him a little tighter, reassuring him he was still there. Lin didn't believe in such things as fate. It seemed too much of a human concept. Perhaps I believe in luck though. "Do you want to get up?" John asked eventually, every relaxed muscle in his body telling Lin that he was quite happy where he was.

"In a while…I'd like to hold you longer," Lin replied softly, and he could almost feel the contentment that flooded his human's senses at the news as he curled further into his embrace. Lin wrapped his arms more firmly around John's slender body, tugging him against his chest so that he could bury his face in his hair. He breathed in John's scent. His usual sweet, musky scent was covered with a light hint of slowly drying sweat. "A lot longer," Lin added softly as he closed his eyes.