#RK800 Connor

[thiriumhound]

honestly what i wouldn't give for more capitalization on connor's glitchiness. man can't subtly speak wirelessly to other androids without blinking up a storm, and getting hit wrong makes him drop like a rock or even go into some kind of seizure, not to mention what his body does when getting pulled into the zen garden... like bro is not doing so hot slkfjsdk

[thirium-drinker]

[paleepeaches]

Dom Connor x afab!reader (smut)

Warnings: foul language, rough sex, creampie (this is literally my first smut so) 18+ fuckers

“Please, Y/N, please, I’ve been a good boy.” 

You laughed mockingly down at him, continuing your assault. “Connor, being a good boy means having patience. Just look at you.” Your hand tilted his chin upwards, and his brown, warm eyes met yours. They were blown and filled with need. 

“We’re just getting started, and you’re already begging for me to fuck you.” As soon as the words flew out of your mouth, something switched inside Connor. Perhaps it was some sort of secret code, you said, but it caused his eyes to lower into an almost primal stare. He growled hungrily, hands gripped the soft flesh of your ass, and in one swift motion, he flipped you over. You fell to the bed with a soft thump, a small gasp leaving your lips. You couldn’t believe the puppy dog android had it in him. Usually, Connor was always the one underneath you. Now, the roles were switched. His interrogation side had come out to play.

He took hold of himself, adjusting the position and moving his swollen leaking tip closer to your clit. You gasped loudly as soon as you felt him. Your hands gripped the bicep of his arm, nails digging into his shirt and faux skin. You whined and withered below him as he rubbed slow, delicious circles over your sensitive nub. You could feel his sticky wet pre cum coat your folds, making a lewd mess.

His head lowered to your ear, his breath fanning over it and causing goosebumps. “Who’s begging now?” His voice was hoarse and filled with mockery. He retracted from you, showing that lopsided grin off to you. He was taking enjoyment in watching you whine and beg. It was an unusual but pleasurable sight for him that made his LED spin yellow. 

“Please, Connor, I need you.” Your voice was small and breathless.

 He chuckled darkly and smoothed your hair out with one hand. “I’m gonna need more than that, Y/N.”

You knew the detective in him wouldn’t be satisfied with a lazy half-confession. He wanted you to spill out how much you craved his touch. He wanted to hear the soft pants and whimpers laced with your words as you told him how much you wanted him to fuck you. It was a new experience for you but one you took with a sense of thrill. You bent for him and opened your mouth again, begging, “Please, Connor, I need your coc-” You were cut off by him slipping his mushroom tip past your folds and into your achingly tight cunt. You moaned, clawing at his bicep again.

“You can do better than that. Come on, I know you can use that pretty little mouth of yours.” He stared you down with a stern gaze. He wasn’t satisfied with your soft, small voice. You knew he wanted more for you to be practically crying out for him. 

“Come on, baby, tell me what you want.” Connor slowly inched his tip back out, and your cunt let it go with a wet squelching noise. You whined, feeling the loss of him inside you. He knew how to make you break, bend and beg. His job was to get confessions, and he always accomplished his mission. 

“Please, Connor! Please fuck me. I’ll be a good girl for you!” You cried out, clawing needily at his arm, the one gripping his cock. 

He smirked down at you, enjoying your confession. He was satisfied enough and slammed himself into you. You moaned out, back arching and cunt clamping down on him. He groaned, panting as he felt you struggle to adjust to him. “Fuck, you’re always so tight, baby.”

Bucking your hips up, you struggled to fuck yourself up on his cock. His hand gripped your waist, pushing your hips down and pinning them on the bed below you. “We just started, and you’re already begging for my cock.” He echoed your words, teasing you. He didn’t let you respond and rammed himself into you, fucking your poor sopping cunt. You bit your lip, trying to suppress the loud moans escaping your throat. He noticed the lack of noise quickly, his LED spinning red. His hand gripped your face while his thumb pushed past your lips, invading your mouth. Pressing his thumb on your tongue, he urged you to moan. “Don’t do that. I wanna hear those pretty little noises.”

You obeyed him simply feeling like you’d do anything for him-not that it wasn't the truth. You let yourself go, crying while he plunged himself balls deep into you. His tip kissed your cervix and caused you to wiggle under him, spreading your legs further apart so he could fuck you deeper. “You like that?” He cooed at you. You nodded vigorously, wanting to cry for him to hit it again.

He groaned again, hitting your cervix once more. “Fuck.” The more he snapped his hips into yours, the more wet you got. He could feel your arousal spill out of you, coating his cock and bathing his heavy ballsack. You could feel the thick bundle of nerves inside of you coming undone. Connor could tell you were close by the way your pussy clenched tighter around him, desperately sucking him in. “This greedy little cunt wants to cum?’ He questioned you darkly. 

“Please, please, I wanna cum.” You gasped out, panting from the extreme overdoes of pleasure he was providing you. 

Connor wasted no time and pinned your arms above your head; his other hand slipped under you, gripping your ass cheek. He was ramming inside of you, causing your whole body to jolt violently. Your eyes rolled back, and cries escaped you that you weren’t even aware of. All you felt was his delicious tip bumping repeatedly into your cervix. Whimpers spill from your mouth, and your cunt contracts, clenching down on him as you cum. 

“Shit!” He growls as he feels your warm arousal coat him, soaking his cock. All he needed was to feel the unbearable sensation of your cunt milking him to cum. Hot spurts of his seed pant your insides as he pants heavily. He thrusts sloppily into you a few more times, making sure not a single drop of his cum was wasted. He pulls out and watches his cum pour out of you, stuffing his finger and pushing it back in. 

[shadowgale96]

Hank 'I-don't-like-androids-or-need-a-partner' Anderson

[hamartia-grander]

Connor stans. Please. For the love of everything. Connor can swear. Connor DOES swear. He's not a little baby. He's not a religious bellend. He's not a shy weakling. He's not even morally good half the time. Y'all have gotta stop infantalising him at every turn. He says "shit". He says "fucking" with the most vitriol he can muster. The latter is in an instance of intimidation, but the former is entirely of his own volition, both before and after deviating. Repeat after me okay: Connor swears. Thank you.

[samishin]

Stealing some of my looks for the day.😊

[rk707-elle]

Editing a bit while I write the first chapter 😊

[nerdfordetroitbecomehuman]

"I'm whatever you want me to be, Lieutenant: Your partner, your buddy to drink with, or just a machine... designed to accomplish a task."

[just-seeing-everything]

Can't get it out of my mind. Connor is a dog that adjust his own leash (tie). A guard dog that knows no better and comes back to the hand that feeds but also hurts, and he would do anything for it. The hand hurts and hurts and hurts but he would do anything for it, he has been beat into obedience. He would hurt and hurt and hurt and he adjust his own leash, bloodied hands that nobody holds, staining his mouth and fingers and clothes, and he comes back, adjusting his tie for he is dignified; no one makes holy his massacre and what prize does one receive for such brutal efficiency?

Markus is nothing but one of the bird in the cage, one Carl has right at the entrance. Artificial. False. Stuck. No one pity them in their little perfect golden homes, and why would anyone pity Markus? He should be grateful for the life he had, piano songs, a big house, a loving owner and pricey paintings; he had everything anyone would wish for. It's gold and it shines but isn't his and it doesn't matter that he can't leave, until he leaves, smelling the earth after rain and with skin a little thicker than before — free.

[may-renard]

[salientseraph]

Hank: CONNOR!!!! THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING??

Connor: What you refer to as "Handing his ass to him,"

Hank: Deep sigh

Hank: I'm so...so proud.

[thirium-drinker]

Oversimplification of the character dynamics in my AU

[glass-noodle]

lab merman AU part 11 🗝

WE’RE BACK BABY!!!! With a surprise guest….

Apologies for the delay! Life is getting busier and this comic takes a significant amount of time and effort to make (in the process of setting up a Ko-fi because your girl’s gotta eat…heh). BUT I have updates now!! I’m very excited about what’s coming next *vibrating uncontrollably*

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[thiriumhound]

yk one of my biggest mild pet peeves w a lotta fics is making specifically the tracis especially resentful and scared of connor in a post-deviancy setting. like uh idk bout u but considering they literally stopped trying to escape to talk about their feelings and shit it kinda tells me they saw how he lowered the gun and quickly realized he wasn't a threat and was maybe struggling w his programming. yk the same way the ortiz android did when he said "the truth is inside"? idk id even believe in the ortiz android (if he were alive) being more afraid of connor than the tracis are, as despite all they went through they don't even decide to run from hank's mere presence and that really says something about how much they (or at least the blue-haired one) don't hate connor imo

[shadowgale96]

Hank: You could've been killed!...And I don't like filling out paper-work for damaged equipment.

[iwonderwh0]

Gavin: *wearing RK900's jacket because his smart ass didn't think it'd be cold outside*

Connor, appearing out of nowhere: Never seen an android like you before. What model are you?