"Gavin…" Nines murmured hesitantly as he edged the bedroom door open. They hadn't spoken about the incident much at work, beyond his contacting Colin and Perkins. They arrived within the hour to review the evidence and interview Gavin and Stacey about what happened and left shortly after with the courier's ID. The next step in their investigation would be to track him down for an interview. With that done, Nines and Gavin had returned to work on their regular cases. Another android body fished out of the river, probably dating back to the revolution, and a busted up Traci that had been raped and tossed in the trash. Luckily, the garbage collectors had noticed the body before they'd emptied the dumpster.
Gavin had remained somewhat tense and jumpy throughout the day, especially when they'd left the precinct to review scenes and interview witnesses. He'd constantly looked over his shoulder, vulnerable eyes scanning the surrounding shops and rooftops for any sign of them being watched. He remained that way despite Nines' assurances that there was no one suspicious around. At lunchtime, he'd refused to sit in their usual seats by the window or outside, settling on a booth tucked away in a shaded corner with no clear view from the outside. He even made sure Nines was sitting in the safer seat, which was touching, but unnecessary. Nines very much doubted the Hickory Killer would make a move so openly. They'd been idle threats. Nothing more. Threats given with the express intention of making Gavin react this way.
Returning home had been no different. Gavin had immediately darkened the glass on the lower floor. He was furious when Nines brightened it in response. Nines refused to bow to the cheap intimidation tactic, reminding Gavin that they were untouchable this high up. Gavin snapped at him about how he was only trying to keep him safe. He didn't want anything to happen to him. Nines appreciated that, but it was unrealistic to think they could simply hide and everything would be alright. The argument had deteriorated. Gavin had stormed off, the slam of his bedroom door signalling an end to the conversation. He hadn't even eaten dinner.
Which brought them to the present, where Nines was standing in the cracked doorway holding a tray in his hand. His LED span yellow as he looked at the small figure huddled on the bed. Fuzzball was conspicuously absent from the pile of pillows above. The lump beneath the duvet didn't move. A human would likely conclude that Gavin had gone to sleep, however, Nines was aware of his steady heartbeat and the strength of his breathing. He stepped inside the darkened room without invitation and crossed to the bedside table, putting the tray down before sitting on the edge of the bed closest to Gavin. Not even a hair was visible. He'd huddled right down, out of sight, pulling the duvet over his head.
Nines was slow as he rested his hand on the lump and stroked small circles. He knew he was touching Gavin's shoulder and back, but the duvet was a thick layer between them and Gavin wasn't coming out. Despite the edges being out of place, he hadn't bundled himself up into a tight ball. Nines tugged on the nearest corner. Gavin didn't pull it away. Taking that as a sign, Nines got to his feet and lifted the edge enough to shuffle inside. He altered his vision, making it easier to see Gavin in the dimness as he pulled the duvet around their bodies, leaving them shrouded in their own little padded cave.
Gavin was curled up, faced towards him but with his head lowered against Fuzzball's fluffy white head. He'd also put on his fleecy cat cardigan at some point and pulled the hood low over his head. Nines lay on his side facing him, shuffling closer to wrap an arm around him and stroke soothing circles on his back. Gavin tensed a little at the first touch, but slowly relaxed into it, remaining in a disgruntled ball on his side. A clear I'm still mad at you hung between them unsaid. Nines leaned closer to nuzzle and kiss the soft hood, working his free arm beneath Gavin's head and curling up to allow him to tease the cat ears with his fingers. The gentle affection went some way towards easing the looming tension.
Gavin made a small growling sound as Nines pulled the hood off, pushing his face further into Fuzzball's fur. Nines huffed quietly as he slowly pressed kiss after kiss into the tousled brunette locks. He let his free hand trail further down to Gavin's bare legs, squeezing and caressing his thigh until he could encourage it up over his hip. The limb tightened, pulling him closer. Nines hummed softly as he trailed his hand up over Gavin's ass and beneath the soft cardigan to caress warm flesh. They still didn't speak as Nines slowly moved and rolled Gavin onto his back. He seemed adamant about keeping Fuzzball over his face, and the quiet sniffles were enough for him to know why.
"Gavin…" He stroked his hair and kissed his temple, lowering his body against Gavin's, hushing and soothing him. "What is it? What's wrong?" he pressed as he nosed and kissed him, gradually working on loosening his hold on Fuzzball. Gavin was slow to release the white bear and allow its removal. Nines slowly set Fuzzball aside in the duvet before stroking Gavin's damp cheek. He knew his skin would be flushed, and around his eyes would be red and sore from tears. He started peppering small kisses along his jaw, gentle presses that barely grazed the prickly surface.
"I don't want you to die…" The whisper in his ear was a vulnerable, broken sound that didn't belong on Gavin's lips. Nines' brow furrowed at the admission, chest whirring quietly at the affection. It felt good to be valued so highly, but he hated that it could inspire such helplessness in someone as headstrong as Gavin. He was beginning to understand the reason for the fraternisation code. Such fear would inevitably leak into their working lives. Gavin would put himself in harm's way to protect him, and he would do the same in an artificial heartbeat.
"I'm here…I'm not going anywhere…" Nines assured in his own gentle whisper, moving to lavish slow, lingering kisses on his trembling lips. He felt bad that their earlier argument had deteriorated to this. He didn't like it when Gavin cried. It was rare and often brought about by stress and panic rather than sadness. He sighed into it as Gavin relaxed and slowly returned his kisses, working their lips slowly, tongues occasionally darting out to wet each other's lips. Nines tightened the hand in Gavin's hair, pressing down more and finally sweeping his tongue into his willing mouth. A small sound fled Gavin's lips. Something between a moan and a whimper.
Nines explored his naked flesh with eager hands. The soft grey cardigan had fallen wide open, leaving his chest and legs bare to his searching fingers. The only interruption was his tight boxers. Gavin squirmed beneath him, very much aware of the fully clothed body above him. He could feel the rough denim pressing against his open thighs and pelvis, and the softness of his turtleneck against his pecs. He gasped and drew back from the kiss as Nines' fingers found and teased his nipples one at a time. A needy hand laced in Nines' hair as he lowered his head to kiss and nip his pecs, sending small buzzes of pleasure down to his hardening cock.
While one hand was busy on his chest, Nines reached down to relieve him of his underwear. Gavin didn't put up a fight. He lifted his hips obediently as the material slipped over his ass, pulling his thighs together as necessary before opening himself up to Nines once more. The boxers were lost somewhere in the sheets as Nines returned to his place between Gavin's thighs. He revelled in the feeling of having Gavin's naked human body beneath him, besides the soft fleecy material of his cardigan. Gavin was just as aware, whining and squirming against the rough denim clad pelvis that ground against his hardening cock. Nines' insides almost melted as the hood reappeared over Gavin's head as he turned his face towards the pillows and whined.
"I'm here…" Nines assured softly as he leaned down again to claim his parted lips. Gavin accepted greedily, arms wrapping around his neck to pull him closer as his thighs hooked comfortably over his hips. "Gavin…" The word was a small mumble that had him trembling against the sheets. Nines enjoyed the contrast of soft fleece and heated flesh, nuzzling into Gavin's shoulder and breathing deeply. He smelled his usual bathing products, faded deodorant, and fresh sweat from the heat building beneath the thick duvet. Neither of them cared about the heat. Under the duvet like this was nice. It was safe. Intimate.
"Nines, please…" Gavin murmured needily against his ear, warm breath teasing the shell. Nines hummed teasingly as he drew back to look down at his flushed face. It was obscured by the low lighting, but he knew the flush was there. He also knew his green eyes were still glistening. He leaned down and kissed his forehead softly, wiping his eyes with his thumb. Gavin whined into the affection, eyes closing as he chased those gentle fingers. Nines chuckled as he felt Gavin grind against his clothed erection. Nines' hand trailed down his quivering body to clutch and tease his rounded ass as he rocked his hips, giving him a little of what he wanted.
He didn't bother to remove his own clothes as he drew back enough to loosen his belt. His mission was to sheath himself in Gavin's warmth as quickly as possible. All he needed for that was his cock. He freed the half-hard shaft from his boxers and pumped himself lazily, kissing Gavin as a distraction as he teased some lubricant from the tip. Gavin moaned and whined into the contact, greedily accepting whatever Nines would give as he was pressed into the mattress. Nines enjoyed his small shudders as he probed his tight ring and started circling his fingers.
It didn't take much effort to sink two digits inside. Gavin's body was used to being stretched, muscles trained to greedily accept the searching fingers. Nines moved to nip and kiss Gavin's neck as his fingers twisted and stretched the warm passage. He was truly a sight to behold, even in the dimness of the duvet. The hood was crooked on his head, brunette strands creeping out over the edges. His green eyes were hazy and wanton, still pricked with tears. Each small touch made his heated flesh tremble. Hardened nipples just begged to be sucked and teased. His mouth was open, panting and moaning as his hips rocked against his slowly thrusting fingers.
Nines wasted no time in lining himself up. Gavin's thighs were already hooked over his waist, eagerly lifting his body, ready to be filled. Nines kissed him slowly as he edged forward, fingers guiding his entry to slip safely inside. He groaned as Gavin's heat closed around him. It was snug and warm, gripping him tightly. Gavin felt full as he gasped and trembled, swearing he could feel the solid length in his stomach. He followed the guiding hand on his ass as he rocked, holding on with his legs, arms still loosely hooked around Nines' shoulders as he stared up and panted lazily. Nines moaned, a low sound that thrummed in his throat as he rolled his hips. He held his weight on one arm, supporting Gavin's spine with the other, helping as he rocked up to meet the gentle thrusts.
"Gavin…" Nines murmured between thrusts, gasping and moaning the name as often as he could. He knew Gavin's cheeks were flushed red from the constant mumbles and quiet praise. His cock was solid between them, pearls trickling from the tip to stick against his pelvis. Nines smirked at the sight. They'd barely started and Gavin was already close to bursting. He changed the angle, rocking with calculated thrusts. He pressed and teased the small bud in his passage, rubbing and grinding as often as he could. Gavin was a mess. Nines wasn't surprised when his cock finally spurted, leaving him in a twitching, trembling heap. "On your knees," Nines moaned as he pulled out and knelt expectantly.
He savoured the sight of Gavin's bent body as he obediently turned over and settled on quivering knees. His body was angled downward, face buried in a pillow as he clutched it with folded arms. The hood was low over his head, though Nines could see his wanton expression as he turned to look back. Nines stroked the fleecy layer over his back, pushing it up a little over his rounded rump. He pulled his plush cheeks apart with his thumb before slowly pushing inside again. Gavin whined and trembled with the overstimulation, thighs quaking with the strain of staying on his knees as Nines started a firm and steady rhythm.
"Gavin…You're so good…so hot…" Nines praised between moans and thrusts. Gavin gasped and whined, moaning with each loud snap of his hips. He fisted his hands in the pillow, green eyes opening wide as he panted for breath. Nines had found the perfect angle to continue his onslaught of pleasurable abuse. Each jerk sent a buzz of pleasure to the pit of his stomach, starting up a tight coil. "You can take it, Gavin…Take it all!" Nines encouraged with a low moan as he upped the pace. Strong hands gripped Gavin's hips to keep him on his knees, making sure he didn't topple over or collapse. Nines could feel his second orgasm rising, the passage twitching around his cock as he rocked.
"N-Nines! Nines!" Gavin's cries were almost urgent as he raised his head from the pillow. It felt different from usual. More intense. The coil was so tight he thought he might tear open. Nines growled as he hauled him against his chest, locking his arms behind his back with one arm as the other reached around to grip his throat. Gavin's head fell back against his shoulder, the hood slipping as he moaned loudly, breath sticking in his throat as Nines began a relentless onslaught of hard thrusts. "Nines-phck!" Gavin shuddered as his cock emptied a second time, bringing with it a clearer liquid. Nines was overwhelmed with uncontrollable lust at the sight while Gavin trembled in shame.
"Gavin!" Nines' voice was feral as he continued to thrust, replaying the sight of Gavin coming again and again as he pushed himself towards his own orgasm. Gavin sobbed weakly, mortified as he felt Nines' teeth on his neck, breath hot in his ear. Nines continued to growl his approval as he lavished bites up and down his neck, kissing and rocking with quick thrusts until he came with a shuddering gasp. He immediately tossed the duvet off, giving Gavin no time to think as he was hauled into powerful arms and carried across the hall to Nines' room. That helped. He didn't have to think about the mess he'd made on the mattress if he didn't have to lie in it.
Nines didn't even pause as he walked through to the bathroom. He could feel the shame and vulnerability rolling off him in waves. He didn't know why it caused Gavin such embarrassment. It was one of the most erotic things he'd ever seen. His genital component hardened again just thinking about it. Gavin shuddered as he felt Nines' hard cock bounce against his ass. Nines huffed and kissed his temple as he lowered him to the floor. He knew Gavin's physical limitations. He wouldn't make him try for a third time. Not when he was being so coy. He deactivated his sexual subroutines, cock flagging immediately as he turned on the shower.
"Do you…always do that? Turn it on and off…" Gavin asked with a hint of self-consciousness as he watched him undress. He'd nodded towards his limp cock, so Nines knew what he meant. It was a more complicated question than one would expect. Nines measured the water temperature before slipping the soiled fleece from Gavin's shoulders and guiding him beneath the spray, washing off the traces of unwanted bodily fluids.
"Technically, that's true. All androids must activate and deactivate their genital components in this manner, however the process is often automatic…When I see or think something that inspires arousal, the program self-activates. Sometimes this happens at inopportune moments where it would be inappropriate to indulge. At those times, I simply turn off the program…Like just now. I'm fully aware that you have reached your current physical limits, therefore there is no point in keeping my own subroutines active." Nines' explanation was clinical and precise, but it didn't seem to satisfy Gavin. He seemed somewhat hesitant, eyes darting up with a silent question. Nines tilted his head as he waited for him to continue.
"But…what about when I want it, but you don't…Have you ever…have you ever activated it when you didn't want to?" Nines didn't understand his nervousness. If he had, wouldn't that simply mean he loved him that much? That he was willing to place his needs above his own and see to his satisfaction? Wasn't that what most humans dreamed of in a partner? From the way Gavin was squirming, it seemed not. Humans are a mystery.
"I have never not wanted to plunder your body, Gavin." The confession made Gavin's voice stick in his throat. Plunder your body, that's a new one. Has he been reading raunchy romances in his free time? The line was both cringeworthy and knee-buckling in equal measure, especially when said with such genuine honesty. "I have never not wanted to fuck you against every available surface as many times as your limited human body can withstand." The smirk he wore when he amended it made it even worse. If Gavin had the energy, he would have climbed him right then and there. He was quietly tempted to try it anyway as Nines leaned down to seal his lips.
They shared lazy, intimate touches as they washed, and Gavin felt much better once they'd finished. The shame of his intense second orgasm was long forgotten as he stumbled naked into Nines' bed. Nines followed and lounged beside him, tucking him beneath the duvet in the cool, air-conditioned room. Nines remained outside the covers, content to simply pet and soothe Gavin until he fell asleep. It didn't take long. Gavin was exhausted from all that had happened that day. Nines pressed a single kiss to his temple before returning to his room to change the sheets and water resistant base sheet. Luckily, the incident hadn't resulted in any seepage, so he could simply put on new bedding. Sending the mattress for cleaning would have been too much hassle. He would likely have ordered a new one entirely.
The pillows and Fuzzball had escaped unscathed, having tumbled to the floor with the duvet. Fuzzball stared up happily as Nines picked him up and set him in his rightful place on the throne of cushions and pillows. There was a small trill in the doorway as Pipsqueak slinked in, fluffy tail curling as he blinked up at him with big yellow eyes. Nines huffed and reached down to pet his silken fur, relenting instantly at the gentle reminder that it was dinnertime. He sighed as he picked up Gavin's untouched tray. The soup was now cold, and the bread was going stale. He nibbled it himself as he headed downstairs and filled Pipsqueak's bowl, remaining in companionable silence as they ate. Before they left the kitchen, he prepared a small sandwich and salad, placing both in clear sight in case Gavin stumbled down in the night feeling hungry.
"Are you joining us tonight?" Nines asked softly as he headed back upstairs with Pipsqueak on his heels. Pipsqueak trilled softly as they padded into his room, making him smile warmly as he hopped onto the bed beside Gavin, who had since rolled onto his back and kicked the duvet off. Nines walked over quietly to pet Pipsqueak and kiss Gavin's forehead before preparing for stasis. "Take care of him for me…Don't let him have nightmares." Pipsqueak's tufted ears twitched in response to the gentle order as Nines backed away from the bed and headed to his charging port.