This is a birthday present for the ever lovely Kumiko Seph. Enjoy love! This is a very M rated chapter so please beware! If this isn't your thing do not read! This is a RK900/Connor drabble.


Since the RK900 had join the precinct Connor couldn't shake this feeling he held inside his chest every time he saw him. He was a new model, stronger, faster and more durable. He looked like him, though perhaps more older and refined. He rather liked how tall he was, especially when compared to detective Reed.

In the months that the RK900 model had been here he had earned a nick name of sorts. He wasn't given a name at the time of his activation so one was given to him by Gavin. "Nines. It's shorter and less annoying that saying your model number."

With reluctance Gavin had grown warmer towards the android. He liked it when he was made coffee and when their minds worked as one to solve a case. They made a fantastic pair and Connor couldn't help but feel pride for them both. He knew Hank and him had a rocky start but they had rectified that and moved forward.

It was one afternoon when Nines approached Connor requesting certain files about a homicide case. Though the android appeared completely unaffected by his younger model inside his heart beat against his chest and his breathing became quicker.

Nines raised an eyebrow. "Are you operating at full capacity, RK800?"

Connor's heart jumoed upon being called that. Sure, Gavin had sarcastically and ironically called him by his model number but from Nines...it did strange things to him. His pants felt too tight. He pulled himself closer to his desk hiding his unwanted arousal.

"I am, though I haven't run a diagnostic is quite some time. Perhaps that should be in order." His voice was just as tight as his pants, along with the grip that held the files as he handed them to Nines.

That eyebrow was still raised as blue eyes looked him over once more. Something then glinted in them and for a moment Connor thought he was found out.

His voice was a low murmur, genuine and way

He now knew what this feeling was regarding the RK900. He was very much infatuated with him.


Connor held two cups of coffee in his hands as he strode into the office. Waiting around the corner was Nines, arms crossed and leaning against the wall with a foot resting upon the wall. "Good morning, Connor." He greeted with an even tone. It startled the android causing his LED to blink a panicked red before calming to yellow and then red.

"Nines." He exhaled. He almost spilled Hank's and Reed's coffees. "Hello, I hope your morning is going pleasant."

"It is." He agreed.

There was a moment of silence as Nines simply watched him, observed and calculated the android before him. He felt like he could look through him and know every single one of his secrets and make him paranoid about the smallest details. Was his collar off just so? How dare he. Was his tie slightly cocked to the side more so than a certain degree? For shame.

The worst part was that the android knew. The fucking android knew that he held that sort of power over the ones he conversed with. He could make anyone confess in record time. Those steely blue eyes and hard glare made him something cold and calculated.

It excited Connor to no end. Hence his quick getaway and prompt departing comment.

Nines simply watched after him his eyebrow slightly raising. He couldn't help but continue to watch after him even when he had things to tend to.


It was late as the precinct and Hank had gone home for the night. Connor volunteered to finish his work, knowing the human needed his much earned rest.

Nines had stayed behind as well, filing away messy paperwork from Gavin. Months worth of files that needed to be chronologically ordered and stored was a task that was done with heated yet composed curses.

The RK900 sounded like him though had a more defined voice. Hank said he was a less goofy version of him. More suave and controlled. To this Connor felt no heat but he agreed wholeheartedly. Hank eyed him with narrowed eyes and made a curious sound. Connor dismissed it.

His eyes flicked over to Nines who stood from Gavin's desk and walked down the hall to the left of the bullpen. Where he was going he didn't care. Connor had to make copies of the files for Captain Fowler. The ones that had been missing for quite some time.

He stood from Hank's desk and walked without looking where he was going. He was too busy counting the papers in his hands. He walked down the same hallway Nines had gone.

He looked up finally. Odd, where did he go?

Suddenly, hands grabbed him by his neck, a hand planting firmly over his mouth to prevent any sort of alarm escaping him. The papers that were in his hands went flying into the air and fluttered to the floor. He was pressed into a cool tiled wall. The men's bathroom.

He looked over his shoulder and became panicked seeing Nines pressing firmly into him, hands planted on either side of his head. He tried to push himself away from the wall but he was kept firmly right where he was easily.

"I have noticed you have been keeping very close attention to me tonight, RK800." His heart beat against his chest. Not in fear or panic but...but excitement. "I should correct myself, for the past months."

"This is uncalled for! Let me go." Connor huffed. They would be caught and it would be the end of them both. What would Hank think? Gavin would spread it like wild fire if he ever found out.

"I doubt you really want me to do that." He rumbled.

Connor paused his breath heavy and slow. He tried composing himself. "What are you getting at, Nines?" He spat.

"Oh, feisty all of a sudden? Did I hit a raw nerve, Connor?" A hand slid up his shirt rubbing soft hands along a defined abdomen, to his chest where he gently grasped at his nipple.

The android opened his mouth releasing tentative gasps. He didn't fight back. The android hummed upon this.

"I think we both know what we are doing here. Since you met me all you have been is an aroused mess. Unhinged and out of control." He breath tickled his ear and neck. "I thought I would be merciful and relieve you of such distractions. After all, we have important jobs to tend to and distractions can not be tolerated."

Connor groaned upon his slightly different voice so close to his ear. No. No, this wasn't right this couldn't happen. No matter how much he fantasized about being taken by his younger model he couldn't let this happen.

He cleared his hazy thoughts and struggled against the stronger android. He was taller than him and built slightly larger. It made him crazy to be pinned under so much..."Enough!" Connor hissed.

His hand was taken away from his chest and fingers slipped into his mouth as he was pressed harder into the wall. "Behave." Nines murmured into his ear, slipping his leg around his hip.

The android moaned deeply. He gave in too quick. rA9 he was so weak against him. This was everything he would have imagined it to be. Countless nights had he thought of Nines taking him as he serviced himself. But every time he was through, it wasn't enough. The satisfaction was still not there. It wasn't the real thing.

But now.

Connor enjoyed being dominated like this. Always was he the one taking charge of situations. Always was he the one to be looked to for guidance.

Right now it felt good to just be used. To be taken advantage of. A smirk pulled at the corner of his mouth tasting Nines' fingers upon his tongue. He bit down, groaning as a hand was quick to grip the pressure in his pants that had grown.

"Already so needy." Nines rumbled. He huffed a breath on Connor's neck before tasting his skin. He kissed the area before biting down harshly. Connor gasped as pain flared along his neck and traveled down his spine. It was pleasant and it excited him. He felt himself becoming more and more aroused. How dirty was this? Being taken right in the restroom.

It excited him to no end. They had to be quiet. It was more difficult for Nines's predecessor. The cool collected android continued to tease the android curling his fingers around his member, stroking him every so often before stopping. He teased the tip with a thumb using the substance as a lubricant to his advantage.

"You dreamt of this moment haven't you RK800? Since the moment you laid eyes on me you wanted to be taken by me. So strong and unwavering. Is this what you want?"

The android made it easy to undo the belt around his hips. His member had already become stiff. Seeing his predecessor so open and vulnerable. It did strange things to him. Constantly was his LED flickering an excited yellow.

Connor's swirled and blinked between blue and yellow. Pleased and excited. His pants were easily undone as well, pooling at his ankles. He lifted the androids shirt, baring his back.

"Y-yes." He bit through the fingers in his mouth. With a strangled gasp, he raised his hands to the wall and clench them into fists. The android fondled him right where he liked it. Right at the base where the pressure built the most.

"I know. I knew if from the moment you hid your arousal from me that day. To no end did I enjoy teasing and testing you."

Nine's took his cock in his hand and began stroking himself. His expression remained the same though his eyes had become softer and less critical. A huff escaped him working the lubricant over himself. He forced himself against Connor's back, dry humping as he moved his hand into a faster rhythm. "N-Nines..shit..." Connor closed his eyes bowing his head.

He rather liked how he said his name in such a needy and gasping voice. He clutched his hand around his throat forcing his erection further against him.

"Do you want it?"

"Y-Yes."

"How badly?" He pressed his hand into his shoulder keeping the android steady and pinned.

He was so dishevel already. Was the android before him a virgin? How interesting that he would be the first to deflower the android. A growl escaped him clutching his throat tighter. Something about his predecessor made him want to pound the ever living life out of him. Take him until he begged and moaned for him to stop from the over stimulation.

It made him shiver, he tried to reign in his emotions and his forcefulness but he just couldn't quite. Nines liked to stay in control but this time...losing it was what would be his undoing. He began to rut himself against his back, stroking Connor firmly, loosening and tightening his grip as his hand stroked his shaft. His thumb moved over the tip with each stroke making sure to earn every single whimper and beg from the android in front of him.

Faster he dry humped the android before him, keeping his hand pined against his shoulder. More sounds continued to escape Connor the more he quickened his pace. Slowly he began to bow over baring more of his backside to Nines. His expression remained the same though something strained pulled at the corners of his lips. He himself was straining for that blessed release.

He took his hand away from his shoulder and pulled at his hair taking his lips into his own swallowing every delicious sound he made. His tongue crashed against his tasting the oral fluid, feeling his teeth and how they bit for more. He pulled away still clutching his hair. A hot moan escaped Connor.

"Quiet." He ordered with a growl forcing his fingers into his mouth once again.

He couldn't, he just couldn't-! Biting down on his fingers the android released a strained moan as he came hard. His body shivered violent before becoming still and limp. He lost his footing for a moment allowing himself to be rutted into. The reliving cool of the tile seeped through his clothes and against his hot skin. He was spent, so fast and so early even before the android behind him could find release. For that he felt guilty.

With a quiet grunt the android finishes feeling hot ropes stick to his bared back. He didn't mind one bit. After a few heated exhales, the weight of the android lifted, trading for open air. He grabbed a few paper towels from the dispensary and moved to clean Connor off.

Gentle hands fell on his shoulders to make him turn and face Nines. With precise and purposeful motions he cleaned his softening member. No words were spoken as the android remained calm and cool. It was odd and awkward as the silence dragged on. They both situated their clothing in their proper places, fixing their jacket's and ties with almost eerily same motions.

When he was about to speak, Nines stepped forward and kissed Connor. It wasn't forceful but gentle and considerate. It was a nice difference to the harshness of their undoing prior. An undoing that made an unpleasant feeling well in his gut. He felt regret and unclean. What happened here was shameful.

"Please...don't tell anyone." Connor couldn't help but feel a bit dirty under all the much needed satisfaction. It was everything that he could dream of but despite this it felt wrong. Nines took him by his chin and kissed him again, this time deep and uncontrolled. Connor obeyed opening his mouth further for him to explore. He pulled away with a wet snap.

"I rather enjoyed myself, RK800. Perhaps another time we can do this. Perhaps in a more suitable environment where I can here you beg properly." It was a tease but underneath that low voice of his did he hear assurance and comfort. It was appreciated.

Connor felt his head swim a bit more upon that promise.

"Until then, this is our little secret."