What wasn't so adorable was the look on Nines' face when his eyes snapped open an hour or so later with a hum of pleasure pulsing across his chest. He felt disorientated as he gasped in a breath, suddenly feeling horribly vulnerable as he looked up to find Nines standing over him. His expression was fucking predatory, like a tiger that had finally pounced. The covers had been pushed down again. He'd worn boxers to bed that night, and his erection was already straining painfully since Nines had been mercilessly teasing his nipples.
"N-Nines? What the phck?" Reed stammered, his body stiffening almost fearfully. He felt like a deer in headlights, suddenly unsure what to do. This wasn't right. Nines had stripped out of his turtleneck, leaving himself naked from the waist up. He was still wearing his jeans, thank God. A hand on his naked chest kept him pressed down against the mattress. He couldn't sit up if he wanted to. Nines was far stronger than he was. He hated that the reminder made his shaft twitch.
"I didn't mean to wake you, Detective." He was using that fucking voice. It was just different enough from Connor's not to kill his boner. He gasped as Nines leaned down, already straddling his hips. Lips pressed against the sensitive flesh of his neck, perfect teeth biting down and scraping along the smooth surface. Sparks shot across his sensitive skin, sending a swirling warmth to the pit of his stomach. "I've never touched a human like this before," Nines murmured softly, sliding his tongue across the pale flesh. Reed shuddered at the almost ticklish sensation.
"W-wait, Nines…" he was surprised by the shaking of his own voice. Nines stopped, looking a little hurt and worried. He hadn't meant to scare him. He'd only wanted to learn how to please him. He wanted to please him the way the other human had. Nines leaned in, their mouths getting close, before he drew back. Reed chased instinctively, green eyes flicking to his lips before returning to his eyes uncertainly. "You shouldn't just come in here and do this shit. It isn't right!" He felt tired and confused as he tried to remember how the fuck he'd gotten into this mess.
"I shouldn't…but you haven't ordered me to leave…" Nines murmured with an almost hopeful air to his silken tone. He lowered his hips to slowly grind against Reed's crotch. He could feel he was hard. Hard for him. Because of him. Reed turned his head and bit down on the moan that desperately tried to flee his lips. That was playing dirty. He couldn't help the heat that rose in his chest. Is he seriously a virgin? What phcking programs did those perverts install exactly?
"Phck me, Nines! You can't ju-" Reed was cut off mid-word by a hand clapping tightly over his mouth. Green eyes widened in shock as Nines smirked down at him in a predatory manner. He leaned down to his ear, synthetic breath teasing the sensitive skin. He shuddered vulnerably. He felt so small and helpless compared to the muscular body that straddled his hips. He gasped against the hand on his mouth as perfect teeth teased his lobe. He couldn't stop the tingles it sent running down his spine.
"It would be my pleasure, Detective." Nines kept his hand firmly over his mouth. He ignored the hums of discontent as Reed tried to wriggle free of his hand. He writhed, rocking his hips to dislodge Nines' larger frame. It was hopeless. His heart kicked into overdrive, somewhere between panic and lust. Part of him, a very fucking big part, wanted this. It was so easy to just lie back and pretend he didn't have a choice. Nines was a sophisticated android, too strong for him to top, so if he wanted to have his way with him, then there was nothing he could do. At the same time, a rapidly shrinking part of his tiny human brain reminded him that Nines was an android, a victim, and his partner, and that this was a fucking terrible idea.
Unfortunately, his sense of decency went out the window in the next few seconds as Nines' lips returned to his ear, licking and nipping the shell before moving down to his neck. His lips felt so good. As soft and perfect as he'd imagined, and everything he did was so fucking gentle. Most of Reed's lovers got off on causing him a certain amount of pain, which he didn't really mind, but Nines was different. He was humming sweetly as he explored his torso with his gentle lips and teasing tongue. He sounded more and more pleased as Reed's breaths turned to shaky gasps and small whimpers.
"I want to make you feel good…better than anyone else…" Nines murmured softly as he nuzzled the bare flesh. His tone sounded so much like Connor's in that moment. It was one of the sweetest damned things that Reed had ever heard directed at him. It wasn't the type of talk that belonged in his bedroom. This is chick flick romance level bullshit. "I don't want you to send me away." Vulnerability seeped into his voice as he looked down at him. Wait, what if this is some weird…dependence shit? What if he only wants me because he thinks I'll send him away if he doesn't put out?
Reed wanted to clarify things more than anything, but it was hard to keep those thoughts in his head as Nines' hand stroked down over his abs towards his waistband. If he was going to stop things, it had to be now. Reed used both hands to push Nines up before giving in and going for the hand on his mouth instead. All he needed was a few seconds to bark out an order. He just needed to tell Nines to stop, and he'd have no choice.
"Please Gavin, I-I want…" Nines trailed off as he buried his head in the pillow beside his head. Nines stiffened as he felt two firm taps on his hand. A silent request to let him speak. He didn't want to let him speak. If he let him speak, he'd countermand his previous order. He'd send him away. He'd get rid of him. He didn't know what to do as he made a small whimpering sound and leaned further into Reed's neck, silently pleading. His LED span red in distress at the thought. He felt the taps again. The gentle hand then remained on his. Squeezing. Please. Nines raised his hand and moved it to the pillow, remaining bent over Reed's body as he had before. His chest felt tight.
"You understand the concept of consent, right?" Reed felt Nines stiffen like a chastised child. He sighed softly as he wrapped one arm loosely around Nines' larger shoulders. Of course he fucking did. It was why he hadn't wanted him to speak, but he was a good person. That's why he'd finally relented and removed his hand. Connor would probably be better at talking him through this shit…"You can't just…decide you want someone and then do stuff." He could feel Nines buzzing with shame.
"I don't know how…I've never…" Nines hesitated, still unable to bring himself to move from his place bending over Reed's body. Reed didn't even realise his fingers were teasing the soft skin of Nines' spine. They were just absently gliding over the perfect flesh in a show of comfort. The touch was confusing for Nines. It was clearly a show of affection and comfort. He wanted to reciprocate. He wanted him to feel good. "Please, let me continue," Nines mumbled timidly as he nuzzled his cheek.
"This isn't a good idea, Nines. For one thing, you were abused, and I found you. I know that makes me special to you. Our relationship is different to anyone else's. Second, you're an android. An un-deviated android. Letting you do this would be weird, like you thought you had to in order to please me, and you don't. Then finally, we're partners, Nines. We have a close working relationship, and getting involved would complicate that." Reed's heartstrings tugged as Nines' arms subconsciously tried to pull him closer. He was nuzzling him. Fucking nuzzling! The way Lynx did when they lounged on the floor together. Soft hair was brushing his cheek almost needily. There was a mixture of red and yellow lighting up the darkened room like a fairground as his LED span.
"Please…Just one time…" Nine whispered, letting their hips grind gently. Nines was still hard, and Reed couldn't deny his own need was currently pressing against Nines' pelvis. This was a bad idea. It's a terrible idea. His fucking life was built on a foundation of terrible ideas. Reed ran his fingers through Nines' short hair before closing his fist and tugging his head up. He didn't even look before surging up to seal their lips.
It felt like a goddamned dam broke in his chest. It was like he'd never known want or need before. Nines lips were like water, and he was desperate to drink. Their mouths barely parted, leaving him unable to breathe. His head felt fuzzy by the time Nines drew back. He looked down at his dazed form like he was the most precious thing in the world. Reed let out a low moan as a tentative hand reached into his boxers and touched his solid erection for the first time. Nines palmed and played with it uncertainly for a while before sliding his boxers lower.
Reed felt strangely vulnerable being laid bare in front of Nines' intense gaze, without even a towel to hide behind this time. He knew he had a fair few scars. Three or four deep knife wounds, a peppering of bullet holes, and a dark burn mark. Nines didn't recoil. He didn't even flinch. He could almost feel him saving images as he blinked. It was embarrassing. He would have covered himself if Nines hadn't reached down and pushed his hands aside so that he could explore the bare flesh with his lips and teeth.
"Uhn! Nines…" Reed moaned as he leaned down and gave the soft tip of his shaft a tentative lick. Jesus phcking Christ, he's analysing me! Reed watched in shock as that blank expression cross his face for an instant. His cheeks flushed as their eyes met. Nines kept eye contact, somehow managing to look innocent as he lowered his mouth over the tip of his cock and suckled it. His tongue lapped the slit as he bobbed and ducked. Reed threw his head back, feeling strong hands steadying his thighs on the bed. What phcking program is he working with?
He could see the smugness in Nines' gaze as he looked up. Smugness at unsettling him. He lowered himself further, rocking back and forth as he'd seen people do in videos on the internet. It seemed he was doing something right. Reed soon had one hand laced in his dark locks, pulling him closer, while the other reached up to clutch the pillow beneath his head. Nines couldn't deny his human's need. He sucked harder, drawing the length in as deep as it would go, until his nose was buried deep in Reed's dark curls. A few were already a pale white. He moaned around the blockage in his throat as he analysed the girth.
"Shit! Phck! Nines!" Reed moaned helplessly, his tone pleading as he bucked and squirmed. It went straight to Nines' cock. He wanted to bury himself within Reed's body. He wanted to see what his face would look like as he took him. "Phck, Nines! Fuck me!" Reed cried, his tone lost somewhere between a plea and an order. Either way, Nines was more than happy to oblige. He drew back from his length and slipped his fingers between his plush cheeks to probe his entrance. It had been a couple hours since his last tryst, but he was still slick and loose. Nines stroked himself, using his own pre-ejaculate as lubricant to open up the tight hole once more. Reed was more than happy with the lube substitute, his spine arching as Nines' long fingers explored his warm passage.
"Gavin…" Nines moaned as he lined himself up. His name on Nines' lips was the most sinful thing he'd ever heard. There was no way his name should sound like that. Nines let out gentle moan right in his ear. It was all he could do not to come right then and there. "Gavin! I-Gavin!" Nines moaned needily, rocking his hips. Reed's legs wrapped around his waist, gripping him perfectly and urging him deeper. He was a mess, green eyes dazed and hazy as he gazed up at him. Nines couldn't take it. He leaned down and captured his lips in a searing kiss, closing his eyes to focus on the minty taste left in Reed's mouth.
Nines shuddered as he came, pounding Reed's supple body into the mattress as he lost control. It was like an automated program had taken over as his hips rocked. Reed took it in stride, letting the rough thrusts toss him over the edge into his own orgasm. He felt his seed shoot between them, warm and sticky. He shuddered as he realised Nines hadn't pulled out. He could feel the slick warmth filling his insides. Oh phck-oh phck! Reed pulled him closer, gripping his hair and breathing in his non-scent. His body was warm and pliant. He even had a synthetic pulse, which was racing against his fingertips.
Nines hummed softly, apparently content to nuzzle, fucking nuzzle, even closer. This is bad, this is phcking bad! Reed was trapped somewhere between wanting to shove him away and hold him tighter. Nines gradually softened in his passage. The sensation of warm liquid seeping out made him shudder. Nines' head was buried firmly in his shoulder, hair tickling his neck and cheek again. Reed sighed as he closed his eyes, arms still holding him close.