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✦「Connor (RK800) x Reader」✦

ɴᴀᴍᴇ║Connor (RK800 Android)

ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ ɢᴀᴍᴇ║Detroit: Become Human

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ║13,323

「ᴀꜰʟ」 𝟏𝟖+ 「ᴘᴡᴘ」 ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ ━━━➤ 「ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʙᴀʙʏ」

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

❝ꜱᴀʏ ɪᴛ, ᴛʜᴇɴ. ꜱᴀʏ ɪᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ.❞

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

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꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

"Knock, Knock, sunshine. Open the f*cking door."

It was eerie, nerve-wracking, almost as the two males only detected stillness after the brash knocking. Connor swayed his head to the left to glance at his partner, but the older male solely stood there unbothered.

A few more minutes of silence before the ash-colored double doors to the suite were ripped apart to reveal the owner of the expensive penthouse.

To the android's surprise, it was a young-looking female standing in the middle, one hand clasping the door so hard your nails left markings into the rubber lining and the other clutching the neck of a liquor bottle.

Your frame was hunched over slightly as you glared up at the males with furiously burning (e/c) orbs. The sleeves of your white tank top feel down your shoulders and rest on your biceps, sagging the shirt and creating a larger dip of your cleavage.

Black shorts that stopped just at the start of your thighs covered your bottom. It was loose around your waist, the hem of your underwear visible above your hip bones.

"Hank." Your voice came out like a hiss while your fingers tightened their hold on the rum bottle in your dominant hand, white brandishing your knuckles. "What the f*ck are you doing here so f*cking late!?"

The gruff-looking man rolled his grey optics and set a hand on Connor's back to attract your awareness to him. And indeed, did you begin to notice the younger male. Connor could tell by the way your eyes darted across his body.

You had turned your attention to him, noting the fresh style of his dark brown hair and coffee-colored eyes. He looked fairly young with a mild to bland expression, possibly in his early twenties.

He was wearing a semi-formal grey jacket with a white undershirt, dark tie, and dark black jeans. The left side of his coat, however, was ripped and riddled with bullet holes and blue blood splatter.

Connor could tell your interest in him was suddenly shot down when you noticed the blue blood and the glowing identification marker on his coat that only androids wore.

"You...of all people brought me a f*ckin' android in the middle of the night!?" You screeched, your face burning as more and more of your rage bubbled to the surface.

The android examined your frame closely, analyzing your bodily levels, and found your stress levels rising considerably. Now you were at least at a 45% stress level.

A considerably large percentage from merely recognizing that he was an android brought over by lieutenant Hank.

"You think I wanted to!? He got assigned to be a stick up my a**, and I-" The grey-haired man let out an irritated sigh and massaged his temples.

"Listen. It's late, I'm tired, and I just want to sleep, but I have to take this f*ckin' tin can to you to get fixed. Somebody named Amanda told me to take him to see you." Hank responded and punched the androids back.

Connor's brows rose for a second, his interest growing from Hank's sentence. You had to have been special to be recommended by Amanda.

Your right eye could be seen twitching as the android's LED blinked an aureolin hue a few times before returning to its usual cerulean color. And before the male was your information.

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Name: (Y/n) (Middle Name(s)) (L/n)

Age: (age 24)

Race: (Ethnicity)

Marital Status: (Single)

Occupation: Cyberlife Android and Deviant Repairman

Extra Info:

(Y/n) (L/n) was once a renowned inventor but due to an unfortunate accident became a raging drunk who denounced her position as Cyberlife's main inventor to Cyberlife's shadow, their repairman who fixed broken androids and reverted Deviants back to a stable software while also reinstating a masters programming.

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Connor swallowed, his adam's apple bobbing as he ingested the information that was displayed before him. The machinery in his head began to whirr as he thought of what to do at that moment.

✕┇INTRODUCE YOURSELF

△┇LET HANK INTRODUCE YOU

☐ ┇...................

─━━━━━━━━

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✕ ┇INTRODUCE YOURSELF

The male's lips twitched upwards into a quirky smile as he stuck out his hand. "My name is Connor. I'm the android sent by Cyberlife." He voiced out, leading Hank to groan and remove his hand from the robot's back.

"I don't care." You responded bluntly and crossed your arms underneath your chest, ignoring the android's handshake.

"He says that...a lot." The male uttered his words with clear irritation and exhaustion before turning back to face you. "I'll be back tomorrow night to pick his a** back up. Just fix him and do your sh*t. And this time...try not to leave them broken beyond recognition."

You opened your mouth to respond back with an insult, but the lieutenant swiftly escaped down the hall and stepped into the elevator.

He disappeared without another word leaving you and the android alone. Connor gave you another small awkward smile while bringing his hand back down and turning his attention to the rum bottle.

◤

Brand: Legacy By Angostura

Price: $25,000

Alcohol Percentage: 40%

Extra info:

They're offering 20 limited edition 500 ml flacons of their most exquisite blends of rum. The Legacy by Angostura was fully hand-produced in Trinidad through a painstaking process that lasted for more than 6 years. It was brewed using a seven-column continuous still, chill-filtered, and then aged in a 200 liter America oak cask.

◢

"Excellent brand; isn't it quite expensive?" He sought. Your (e/c) eyes narrowed at his frame while you squeezed the neck of the half-empty bottle.

"Get the f*ck in." You cursed to him and moved aside in your penthouse. The male nodded his head and stepped in, his leg slightly jerking as his knees locked in.

"You not only have your shoulder f*cked up but also both your legs. How simple-minded of an android are!?" You questioned before hurling the door shut and fastening the multiple locks over it.

Connor turned his head, examining the multiple unneeded locks that made you appear to be a paranoid individual.

"Not quite that dull. I'm an advanced prototype for criminal investigation." He replied in a voice that sounded a bit loud and neutral, most likely from his robotic vocal box.

"An advanced prototype? What the f*ck is Amanda them thinking?" You acknowledged and walked past the android, leading him through the foyer and down the hall to the left.

"I...am not quite sure." He replied, compelling you to grimace and bring the alcohol to your lips, downing a large swig before guiding it back down by your hips.

Silence followed as you led him to a large room with android components and gadgets lying about, decorating tables and shelves.

In the middle of the room was a large silver table with large machines and bright lights hovering above it. "Lay down." You muttered and slammed the rum bottle on one of your work desks.

The brown-haired male awkwardly shifted his legs before crawling on top of the silver slab as blinding light from above shined into his optics.

Connor turned his head to glance at you, who was staring down at a few tools. Once again, his LED blinked aureolin before returning back to its original stable color.

Level of intemperance: .23

"Are you certain you're qualified to fix me being so highly intoxicated?" He asked while tilting his head to the side.

You hurled a wrench down onto the metal table and swallowed the saliva in your mouth strenuously, your eyes glaring down at the floor.

"Will you shut the h*ll up!? I know what I'm doing! I've been doing it for years!"

The android didn't say anything as he observed your frame. "Ms. (L/n), you do not seem to be in the best of moods on this night." He responded.

Your right eye twitched before you took another shot from the bottle. "I didn't think an android would be dropped off at my doorstep in the middle of the night." You uttered under your breath and turned back over to him.

"And how do you know my name-Oh, you were scanning me earlier, weren't you?"

Connor nodded his head on the table. "Yes, you looked quite laid-back in your ID photo."

Your left eye began twitching again. "You're saying I don't look laid-back right now!?" You exclaimed, yielding the android to shake his head frantically.

"N-No! I was just attempting to make small talk." He spoke modestly, although there was a hint of nervousness.

You raised an eyebrow at his words but didn't speak as you rolled up the bottom of his pants to his knees and assessed the damages.

"How the f*ck did you manage to do this?!" You demanded and poked the large dents in the areas.

The android gave you a quirky smile. "I was hit by a car."

You whipped your head to face his, your eyes narrowing as your hands tightened on the wrench.

"OK..." He suddenly voiced out. "Multiple cars."

Connor watched your expression, observing it stay this blank expression before your lips twitched upwards and your chest puffed out.

Quickly you turned your head away and covered your mouth, muffling that laugh that wanted to leave your lips.

The most advanced prototype so far in society cocked his head to the side and observed your actions curiously.

He was interested as to why the human in front of him found his words amusing. Especially after the hostility you have been showing him and Hank since their arrival.

Was human emotion able to switch so quickly like that? Or maybe it was just the alcohol that clogged your mind; after all, your intoxication levels were rather high.

"I've worked on many, and I mean numerous androids, especially deviant androids, and they have never once told me something so humorous with such a straight face." You mused before leaning back over to his busted knees.

"Well...I'm glad you enjoyed it, Ms. (L/n). You appeared as though you needed a laugh." He responded while staring at you, his LED glowing a soft azure hue.

"How clever." You hummed and began removing the broken plates from his shins. "You seem to be very entertaining for an advanced android."

Again you received another quirky, cute smile on his face that caused heat to rush to your cheeks. You turned away and placed a hand in front of your profile, blocking your embarrassed face from his view.

However, with the male's superhuman biometric optics, he could see past the skin, muscle, and blood of your hand to witness the sudden shy expression.

You could see Connors's leg twitching, prompting you to turn and look up at his delicately freckled face. His pretty brown eyes were shimmering like they were actually alive and made you swallow the saliva in your throat.

"You need to stop distracting me or this is going to take all night, android." You told the male in a calmer tone, not so violent and abrasive as before.

✕┇LISTEN TO HER ORDERS

△┇CONTINUE TO TEASE HER

☐┇MAKE LIGHT CONVERSATION

❍┇INSIST ON HELPING HER

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△┇CONTINUE TO TEASE HER

"I don't think I'm being very distracting just laying here on the table as you take apart my legs. If it is as you say, I can be distracting...If you would like it that way."

The android watched your eyes widen from his words before once again turning your head away to hide a fairly bright blush. "Stupid android and his smooth tongue. Are you sure you are not deviant?" You whispered under your breath, but the male could hear with that biometric hearing system of his.

A soft but almost melodic laugh left his lips, causing you to face the male and stare down at his beautiful features. His silky skin and delicate freckles. His plump lips and glimmering brown orbs. The slightly aged wrinkles on his forehead, as well as the cute curls of his hair.

Slowly you put the wrench down and leaned back in your chair. Connor watched as you changed your attention to the hallway and began staring, your eyes becoming distant and glossy.

︿ 52% level of stress

Your stress level was suddenly rising once again, out of the blue, no less. His eyebrows knitted together while he thought of the reason, but there was nothing he could pinpoint out.

Human emotions seemed so very flimsy.

"Ms. (L/n)."

Your eyelids blinked quickly for a few moments before turning your attention back to the male. "Oh, I got distracted. Today is...a very hard day for me. It's an anniversary, but it's hard to enjoy it when that person is not here." You replied, causing the android to nod his head.

The mood became very somber and quiet as you finished your work on both his legs. Fixing and replacing the damaged plates and caps. Connor didn't say anything, just quietly lying on the slab, watching your face focus on his lower limbs.

A couple of hours passed by, close to midnight by now, when it was time to move on to his last injuries. The bullet wounds riddled the left side of his upper body.

"Okay, Connor."

The android's LED flickered a light burgundy shade for a second before returning to cerulean when he heard his name leave your lips.

"Yes, Ms. (L/n)?"

You wiped the oil off of your hands with a rag before scooting over closer to his upper body. "I'm done with your legs, so we need to do your chest now. I need you to take off your coat and undershirt so I can get to the wounds."

The male nodded his head and sat up to take off the clothing items. He awkwardly shimmied out of the left side of the coat before doing the same with the shirt, folding them nicely and placing it on the rolling stand by the slab.

When he laid back on the table, he turned his attention to you and saw that your bashful expression had expanded.

You were gawking at his torso, taking in the appearance of his muscular frame that was splattered with thirium 310, their deep dark blue fluid that circulates energy and electrical information throughout the android's body and bio components.

For some reason, Connor was feeling a bit warm despite his cooling system working perfectly fine.

Like a tingling sensation all under his skin that was driving him mad, as if his body was real as if his body was alive; it felt almost human the way his mechanical body was sensing.

"Cyberlife really-" You coughed and turned away to get some different tools. "-Put some thought and work into your model. I don't understand why your physique needs are better than most human men's."

Connor just laughed that angelic laugh of his and turned to face the back of your body. "They made me physically able to swiftly traverse difficult terrain, as well as combative techniques. Another android who would have undergone through what I had tonight would have been demolished."

You turned around with the needed equipment and placed it on a stand next to the table. "The most advanced prototype in the world, they say. How interesting, I've never seen anything like this." You mumbled and took your seat; however, you raised the height of your chair so you could reach over.

No more words were exchanged as you got to work again on his last wound, pulling out the bullets and fixing the ruined fibers of his insides.

Connor mindlessly thought to himself while he paid attention to his system levels. Slowly but surely, he was coming closer to 100%, faster than he expected. Faster than anyone else he had met at Cyberlife could do.

The male turned his head to glance at you, examining how intensely you were focusing on fixing him. But as much as he found himself enjoying the view of your face, his attention was being drawn to your breast under the thin shirt.

There was no bra, no support to secure it in place or hide the hard nipples that poked through the flimsy fabric. The android has seen plenty of his share before, from both the internet and from Eden Club.

But for some reason, because it was you and you only, his software was beginning to feel quite unstable.

╳┇LOOK AWAY

△┇INFORM HER OF HER INDECENCY

▢ ┇CHANGE THE TOPIC

◯┇STARE

─━━━━━━━━

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◯┇STARE

His gloriously gleaming brown orbs couldn't help themselves as he stared at the breast that had entranced him. Soft flush skin that peeked out from the low tank top, made him tempted to reach out and grasp them.

The curiosity was getting to him, for he wanted to know how the supple mounds would feel in the palm of his hands. He wanted to feel the human warmth wafting onto his synthetic skin.

And most importantly, he wanted to see that face of yours twisted with...this pleasure and delight that he was the cause of. Connor and only him were bringing about the burning passion under your human surface.

SOFTWARE INSTABILITY ︿

He blinked his eyelids quickly, the message displaying across his vision, driving him a sense of agitation. An almost human emotion that made him knit his brows together in thought. The LED blinking aureolin, then burgundy.

"Is something wrong?"

At the sound of your voice filling his robotic auditory system, his face relaxed, and a quirky smile displayed on his lips. The LED returns to a soft azure hue.

"No, everything is ok. Everything is great, in fact."

You couldn't help but snicker at the male's response and lean back, wiping your forehead with the back of your hand. "Whoever it was, they really did a number on you. I've seen androids not as badly f*cked up and yet they're completely unable to be repaired. You are quite the work."

Connor's quirky grin grew. "Well, what can I say? The most advanced android Cyberlife has to offer."

Laughing to yourself under your breath, you moved on to the last thing you needed to do to complete his repair. Repairing the damaged plates, putting new ones in, and just to be safe, you were adding new material to it, so his plastic armor was harder to pierce.

Your eyelids suddenly began to drop, and your vision grew blurry. "Oh, f*ck." You grumbled and leaned away from his body. A pounding headache was beginning to form, provoking you to groan.

"I'll be right back; I need some water. Don't touch anything."

Sluggishly you had gotten up and left without another word, leaving RK800 alone in your workroom. Casually he sat up and looked around the place.

The room smelled of oil, thirium, and alcohol. It was strong, and the android was sure you were beginning to feel the state of your intoxication.

A sudden sound of glass breaking and a loud thud rang through his ears, yielding him to react without thinking. He leaped off of the gray sleek slab and made his way down the hallway.

"Ms. (L/n)? Are you alright?"

He heard the sound of something muffled before a quiet yes was detected. Even though he had confirmation, he knew better than to leave before fully investigating a scene.

Connor stepped farther down the hallway before he arrived at what he assumed was the kitchen. You were on your knees, cradling your left hand that had glass impeding in the skin. Broken glass in front of you and covering the tiled floor.

Blood could be seen seeping out of the wound and dripping down your wrist, but you didn't seem any bit fazed. Just gazing out at the nothingness in front of you while squeezing what looked like a crumpled picture.

He could hardly make out the image, but from what he could see, it was a picture of you dressed up with your hair and make-up done. Somebodies arm was around your waist, though any more of the other person was unidentifiable.

"Ms. (L/n). Your wound will get infected if you don't clean it." The android called out, whereas you didn't respond. Just staring off, dazed.

Level of intemperance: .23

Your levels of intoxication had yet to change, oddly stable, but it should have been low enough for you to at least converse.

"I need air." You suddenly mumbled, pushing past the still half-undressed android and sluggishly padding over to the wall of windows where you slid open the glass door.

Immediately cool air blew past your frames, spreading the metallic smell of your blood all through the area. You took a deep breath and stepped closer to the glass railing.

Your penthouse was so very high, close to touching the clouds, which gave you the best view of the glimmering city. You took another deep breath, expanding your lungs and abdomen with fresh air.

"The air smells better up here, like it's crisp and fresh."

RK800 raised an eyebrow before making his way over to your frame. "Air is just nitrogen, oxygen, argon, carbon dioxide, neon, helium, krypton, hydrogen, and xenon. They don't particularly have a strong smell like what you say."

Slowly you turned around, and Connor expected you to snap at him, but instead, you looked at him with such a longing look that he could almost see an ocean of pain in your (e/c) orbs.

That expression on your face looked as if you were yearning for something you could never attain. As if it was something completely out of your grasp.

His mechanical brain began to whirr. What could be having this distress? You clearly had all the wealth needed to obtain whatever it was, so it wasn't about money. You had connections, and you were well-known, so what could it be?

And why was he so puzzled by your concerns? He knew his system had already been becoming quite unstable for quite a while as he worked side by side with lieutenant Hank. He was feeling.

He felt more alive than before and was enjoying the simple acts of partaking in his mind's sudden request to experience things. But the more he did, the more his software instability rose, and that scared him.

﹀ 27% level of stress

He suddenly zoned back in when he realized he unconsciously scanned you. Your stress levels had suddenly decreased considerably over the course of a few minutes.

You appeared more somber than anything as you gazed at him with that same look. And that look felt as if they were burning holes through his mechanical body.

"Ms. (L/n), please let me clean and dress your wound. There are still pieces of glass embedded in your skin."

"Is there?" You responded to him with not much concern. "I couldn't even tell."

Carelessly you turned around to sit on one of the lounging chairs and gaze out at the entrancing lights. Your injured arm hung off the side as you tossed the scrunched-up photo over the edge of the railing.

"I'll be right back." The android stated before leaving the terrace and heading back inside. He scanned the room, finding the right materials he needed.

Surprisingly the male began to feel exposed, being only in his black slacks. He was unable to wear his undershirt or jacket due to the whole right side being ripped and tattered.

Was this embarrassment? Shame? Whatever it was, it made him feel uneasy.

The male made his way back to the terrace and noticed that you had drifted off to sleep. Your breathing was evening, and your brain activity had calmed.

A sigh left his plump lips as he sat on the edge of the lounge chair and carefully grasped your injured arm. He picked out the piece of glass before wiping the blood that trailed down your forearm.

You stirred slightly but didn't move from your slumber. Lastly, the android placed antibiotic cream in the cuts before wrapping them in the bandages.

When all was done, he placed the rag and bandages on the ground as he observed your features. Your (pale/tan/brown) skin glowed a blue hue from the lights outside on your terrace.

His biometric optics took in the sight of your soft skin and memorized every blemish, scar, and marking that he could visibly see.

The android's attention was drawn everywhere on your body. Your arms, legs, thighs, stomach, and definitely your chest had his eyes all over.

He couldn't help but observe your human body; it all was so interesting to him. How could your breast greatly take his attention?

It was just a part of your body but it was as if he couldn't help but be drawn to the potential softness of them.

RK800 swallowed thickly, feelings his fingers twitching from almost unconsciously grasping them out of his pure curiosity.

Connor's gaze traveled to your face so he could stop those inappropriate thoughts that began to cloud his mind again. Any longer, and a software instability notification might have popped across his vision.

Your eyelids closed, your lashes grazing your cheeks that were dusted with color from what he assumed was the alcohol and chilly wind.

It was then that he looked down at your lips. (pink/brown) and flushed with health. The male leaned closer, wanting to capture the very image of your sleeping frame exactly the way it was.

Unconsciously his right hand had risen, and his thumb ghosted over your lips that felt warm under his synthetic skin.

His action caused you to stir, and this time your eyelids fluttered open. Your vision was blurry but quickly grew clear as you the male's face right in front of yours.

He was so close you could feel his warm breath on your cool face. No words were exchanged as the two of you just gazed into the other's glimmering orbs before lowering to your lips.

╳┇PULL AWAY

△┇KISS HER

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───━━━━━━

──────━━━

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He was too slow to make a decision, distracted at the moment before his concentration broke when you looked away. You shifted uncomfortably before placing your fingers against his warm chest and pushing him back.

"I need to finish with your repair." You blurted out before clearing your throat and getting up from your lying position.

"You're...You're right." He mumbled before following you back to the repair room. It still smelled of oil and alcohol, and you seemed to clearly be displeased by the smell.

You grabbed the expensive bottle of rum and tossed it in your sink, uncaring if it broke or shattered. "No more distractions, okay, Connor?"

His Thirium pump (which is an android synthetic heart) seemed to pound loudly, skipping a beat with his auditory system picked up on your voice saying his name.

He swallowed thickly again and laid himself back down on the sleek gray tab. The android was growing impatient with these growing feelings that made him too human.

RK800 was designed to capture deviants who deviate from their programmed behavior. He was supposed to be the most humane android in the world but nonetheless remain an android.

But was that going to be his downfall due to his growing curiosity?

Connor blinked when he felt your warm hands on his chest again. You were on his skin with a softer touch, feather-like almost, that was a far contrast to your rough handling when you were much angrier earlier that night.

If your touch just felt like that on his chest, how would it feel if it was in other places on his mechanical body?

Again your face was near his from having to lean over his chiseled body. Your contraction was on his skin, unwavering as you repaired him speedily but gently.

"And...that should do it."

You pulled back and turned around, placing the extra plastic pieces on the surface and wiping your fingers.

"Ms. (L/n)."

"Yes, Connor?"

~Thump~

"You missed a spot right here."

You raised an eyebrow and turned to him. "Where?"

"Right here, on my collarbone."

Furrowing your brows, you leaned over to get a closer look at what you had overlooked and left unrepaired.

Your face was once again close to his.

╳┇KISS HER

△┇KISS HER

─━━━━━━━━

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╳┇KISS HER

One of Connor's arms snaked around your waist while the other came up behind your head. He lifted slightly off the table as he pushed your head down so your mouths could connect.

The feeling of your warm lips against his synthetic one had shot electricity all throughout his body. The beat of his thirium pump accelerated, the blue blood within his system flushing all through his body and feeling as though he was swelling.

Connor's hold on your body tightened, pushing you harder against it as he found your lips moving, responding to him almost just as eagerly.

RK800 had never kissed another person before, regardless if they were human or android. He was a bit clumsy at first, but he quickly got the hang of it.

The male was not only made to catch deviants but to learn from his mistakes and correct them. What made Connor so different from any other android was the fact that he could learn.

He could change.

It was what made him so scary but charming. An android that could be more human than humans themselves.

Connor could taste you from the saliva on his lips and when your tongues intertwined. It was sweet, mostly from the alcohol, but also he detected sugary candy.

He didn't know you had such a sweet tooth.

This taste was like a delicacy, something he found himself wanting to indulge in more.

SOFTWARE INSTABILITY ︿

Words of worry flashed across his vision, but this time he ignored it fully. His sole mind was focused on you and only you. Without breaking the kiss Connor sat up on the table, pressing your body in between his legs while his grasp only grew tighter on your body.

Your hands found their way around his neck, the tips of your fingers twiddling his soft brown locks that felt so real. "Mm, Connor~."

His name had never sounded so good before.

The android pulled away from your lips, observing your flushed face with your panting chest. Your eyes were half-lidded in lust and passion. Your cheeks were dusted in color, with your lips appearing slightly swollen.

Saliva drooled down the corner of your lips, but you were too distracted to wipe it clean. Connor, who sat higher than you, looked down at your frame with the same passion-filled gaze.

His thin nimble fingers entangled themselves within your locks as he leaned in close again. He didn't let your lips connect, just close enough for you to feel his breath against your skin.

"Say my name again." He muttered in a low sultry tone.

You were so close to his body that you could feel it rumble as he spoke. Slowly you lowered your hands to press against his pectorals, feeling the thumping of his synthetic heart underneath his frame.

It was erratic, missing beats and pumping at a rapid pace. This android, the most advanced prototype, was excited with what could only be human emotions.

Lust.

"Say my name again, please."

Your (e/c) flickered up to gaze at his face. A bit of desperation displaying by his furrowed brows and parted lips. The sight of this delectable android and his just as delicious voice made your mind hazy and a heat to grow in your lower region.

"Do you like it when I say your name, Connor~?"

His tongue swept his bottom lip as you felt the beating of his heart increase. His chocolate brown orbs glimmered more with life, with desire.

"I'm drawn to you saying it, (Y/n). I just want to hear you say it over and over again." He confessed before dropping his face to the crook of your neck.

Connor liked it when you said his name and you couldn't deny hearing his robotic voice sound more human, more passionate while saying your own voice was an arousing action.

The android inhaled your scent deeply, body scrub and lotion could be detected, but your natural smell was just as alluring. His left hand that was entangled in your hair pulled it to the side to allow for him to explore more of your throat.

His lips pressed against your skin, simple wet kisses all over your skin before he opened his mouth and licked your skin. His tongue felt so human as well; soft and wet.

"I want to hear you say it again. Can you do that for me?"

He spoke his words against your skin, causing you to shiver in your spot. You swallowed thickly before nodding your head and making eye contact with chocolate orbs.

The android pulled back and licked his lips.

"Say it then. Say it again, and this time don't stop."

His words, his voice, it all was making your lower body throb with need. Tingling in a desperate manner that had you clenching around nothing.

"Connor, kiss me. Please kiss me again, Connor."

The male placed a kiss against your jawline before bringing your head back to his, letting his lips just graze yours.

"Connor."

He hummed with a devious smirk on his freckled face. "Yes, (Y/n)?" He asked, his right hand drawing soothing circles on your exposed waist.

"I said kiss me. Not give me that p*ssy shit."

Your words caused the male to laugh in his throat. "You have such a vulgar tongue." He mused, his lips grazing yours again before he finally kissed back just the way you wanted.

His lips moving against yours desperately, his tongue dancing with yours erotically. It was so f*cking delicious you couldn't help but get wet by this gorgeous android.

His appearance was pleasing to the eye, his voice starting to become more melodic the more he spoke, and his mouth getting more experienced the longer he kissed you.

Desperate, greedy, and almost frantic could explain how his lips moved against your own. Your hands couldn't help but run down his chiseled chest.

Your fingertips (or fingernails) touched the solid 'muscle' around his ribs before stopping at his abs. They were hard and firm, and not an ounce of 'fat' was designed on his perfectly sculpted body.

Everything about RK800, AKA Connor, was just perfect. So perfect it hurt.

Slowly you pulled away from Connor and pressed your mouth to his chest. He smelt of expensive cologne mixed with alcohol.

Wet kisses were made in between his chest before you trailed them down to his abs. You couldn't help yourself; your head was full of all the naughty things you wanted to do, the perfect android.

Casually you stuck your tongue out, dragging it down across his abs with your eyes flickering up to maintain eye contact with the male.

His lips parted, deep breaths of air escaping his mouth from your actions. "(Y/n), that feels good."

You sucked slightly on his muscles before grasping his hips and looking up at him. "How good, Connor?"

His hips bucked forward as he gave you a coy smile. One hand inched its way to your throat, where he grasped it firmly so he could pull your face back up to his.

Connor's other one went to hold your warm cheek in the palm of his hand intimately. "So good that I can't get enough of you."

You swallowed strenuously before running your nails all across his sensitive muscles. The android sucked in his abdomen and puffed his chest out.

"Mm, (Y/n)~."

You watched that moan of his leave his lips, breathless but erotic. His adam's apple bobbed, his collarbone becoming prominent as he took a shaky breath.

The hand around your cheek snaked down your backside, where he grasped a handful of your a** and squeezed.

"Tell me what you want. Should I stop? Should I continue? You know that if you don't stop me now, I will indulge myself in my curiosity and explore every inch of your feminine body."

Your p*ssy throbbed, anticipation growing just as much as your desperation. How could you ever tell him no when he spoke like that?

"Connor-" You started and gripped his hand that was around your throat. He released your neck and let you trail it down to your crotch.

You pressed his hand against your clothed c*nt, urging him to feel the heat that was growing in your body.

"Don't stop, please. Do anything you want to satisfy your cravings. I won't stop you."

Connor raised an eyebrow before pressing his fingers against your sensitive area and watching you take a deep breath.

"Are you sure? You don't know what you are getting yourself into."

The removal of your tiny thin tank was answer enough for Connor. His eyes widened as he finally was able to see the supple, healthy n*pples that were hard and erect.

Faster than you could process, Connor slid off the table and quickly switched your positions. He grasped your hips and easily heaved you onto the table.

He pushed you onto your back while sliding off the black shorts you wore on your bottom. You were only left in the flimsy black thong that barely covered anything.

Curiously the Andriod grasped the thin straps and began pulling those down as well. He watched as a thin line of slick connected the underwear to your c*nt.

Discarding the piece of fabric somewhere in the room, Connor turned his gaze to your sopping-wet c*nt. The male wanted you to feel good no matter what.

His main focus that night was your pleasure and maybe a bit of fulfilling his curiosity. Connor, who had never done anything like this, wanted to do his best.

He wanted to hear you moaning his name, telling him how good you felt and how good he was doing. So, to get those things from you, the android played hundreds of videos in a second to be informed on the sensitivity of a female's private.

In just a few seconds, Connor knew what to do now; all he had to do was perform the right way to get you screaming his name.

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Connor leaned forward, his mouth entrapping your cl*t as two of his fingers rubbed your entrance. The tips of his fingers became drenched in your slickness.

"A-Ah~." You hummed, your walls clenching down on emptiness. Your hands flew to his hair, entangling within his locks and ruining his perfectly styled look.

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The words in his vision didn't even register in his head. His only response was to let the flat pad of his tongue lick at your throbbing cl*t.

His fingers felt more of your natural lubrication seeping out of your entrance, indicating to him your growing arousal. Clearly, you were enjoying it, especially with the way you sucked in your abdomen and tugged on his hair.

"C-Connor."

His name left your mouth breathlessly as if you could barely manage to bring your lips to produce a sound. He was wrong before; his name coming from your mouth now had never sounded so good.

In between licking your bundle of nerves, he placed kisses against your cl*t. His delicate plump lips apply a bit of pressure as he simply provided the very beginning of your entrance.

The android wanted to make you as comfortable and aroused as possible before he did anything else. He wasn't going to bring about pain, only the sensual pleasure you deserved.

Slowly you ground your hips up and down across his face, feeling a smirk on his lip.

"Call out my name again. I know you can do that, right, beautiful?"

You swallowed the saliva in your throat and took a shaky breath.

"Please, Connor. I want more."

His gaze flickered up to meet yours, viewing the twinkle in your eyes.

"Connor, I need more."

The android's free hand grasped just above your hip bone to hold you firmly as he leaned up and peppered wet kisses down to the valley of your breast.

He continued it down your stomach, feeling you flinch from the sensitive sensation. While you were distracted from watching, those two fingers that were at your entrance finally pushed in.

A choked gasp echoed in the room as you squeezed your thighs against his shoulders. His fingers maintained still inside you, but that didn't stop your body from clenching down on his extremities.

Again that coy smile of his could be felt on your stomach. He was proud to have your body responding to him in such a desperate manner.

He was proud that the knowledge he quickly obtained was being put to good use. Through all the emotions you displayed that night; anger, grief, irritation, and melancholy, that was all washed away as the android helped you with your flimsy negative emotions.

Slowly the male lowered himself back down, breathing across your skin before he reached your cl*t again. Your thighs moved to clutch his head in that tight hold.

It was a good thing the android didn't need breath because he definitely was enjoying the suffocation from your thighs.

Once again, his mouth was entrapping your bundle of nerves, howling his cheeks as he sucked. The pressure had your lower body clench and your hips bucking against his face.

Connor's long nimble fingers began to move, pulling out and causing you to clench down even more on his extremities. You didn't want to release any of him at all, even if it was just his fingers.

And because of this, you were extra sensitive to whatever he was doing. Even if it was just him pushing the two digits back inside of you.

A shaky moan left your lips that was followed by his name. It was Connor getting drunk off the sound alone. The thirium was surging all throughout his body, every biocomponent suddenly becoming ravished. It was as if his own synthetic organs were in desperate need for its blood, for its fuel.

Connors's fingers slowly began to thrust at a consistent pace. It was slow at first, allowing for him to feel your clenching velvety walls and witness the way you ground your hips for more stimulation.

He pulled back to swallow the slick that accumulated in his mouth before hollowing his cheeks again and swirling his tongue around your sensitive area. The pressure on those bundles of nerves had mewls leaving your lips and echoing all within the workroom.

The android's chocolate brown orbs flickered up to look at your face as he moved his free hand to rub soothing circles on your hips. His intimate touch was just as desirable as his sensual ones.

The male observed your concupiscence-filled expression, watching with extreme interest as your cheeks flared with color and your eyes became glossy.

He could see your stomach rising and falling with every quick sharp breath you made. Suddenly he hummed, letting the vibrations stimulate the sensorial nerves.

It felt like a tingling sensation that was becoming almost too overwhelming. You tugged on his hair and swallowed whatever saliva was in your mouth strenuously.

You were becoming lost in this android's touch, completely devoured by his words and sensual touch. It had been so long since you felt such a way that you felt if Connor asked anything from you, you'd immediately succumb to it.

Connor gave your little cl*t another lick before his tongue dragged downwards, circling around slits before letting some of your liquids of arousal pool on his tongue just below your entrance. The action caused you to shudder and contract your stomach.

The male wasn't even doing much, but he had you dripping. The pace of his fingers was not even fast, despite he was pressing them against the sensitive areas inside your body.

"Connor~."

The mess couldn't have been any hotter for the android. He pulled his tongue away only for a moment so he could kiss the slick, swallowing it with throaty gulps before returning back to your cl*t.

His plump lips pressed against it once again before he turned his head to the side and began to litter your thighs with kisses as well

Connor had you a f*cking mess. Sweaty, your skin coated in the salty liquid. Aroused, your p*ssy wetter than ever. Desperate, your nails digging into his muscular shoulders and threatening to break past his synthetic skin.

A thought rang through your head for a moment. Connor was the most advanced android Cyberlife had created. Made to assist human law enforcement and capture deviants. He knew how to gain information in any way he needed to.

If Connor needed to gain any information from you, there would be no way you could withstand any tactic he could use on you.

RK800 made you weak.

Connor began to suck on your soft, supple skin, leaving behind red/purple bruises that stung with pain but tingled with pleasure.

All while, at the same time, he let the pace of his fingers increase and pressed harder against your sensitive areas.

There was this feeling in your lower abdomen; it was pulsating and slowly started to grow stronger, alerting you of your nearing climax. A beautiful release that would fill you with ecstasy and satisfy the burning desire that was ignited beneath your fingertips.

The brown-haired male could tell as well by the way you bucked your hips and moaned his name. You were squeezing so tight around his fingers he knew that your female body was approaching an org*sm.

One of your hands that was digging its nails into his muscular shoulder trailed down his just as muscular biceps and squeezed.

His hand that had been holding your hips moved your left thigh where he was littering them love bites, and began to intimately trail the tips of his fingers against your sensitive skin.

Your thighs clamped tighter against his head as you squeezed your lower body around him. It was beginning to be overwhelming with how good Connor was doing.

Your throat was dry, your neck muscles hurt from the strain, and you felt exhausted. Your spine had a small divet in it, slightly arched and off the slab table.

Connor pulled back to look at his handiwork on your skin; a part of him enjoyed the sight of the marking he placed on your body. Something that he made, no one else.

Teasingly slow, he breathed in the scent of your arousal and lowered himself back on your sensitive nerves.

He hummed, grazing your cl*t slightly with his teeth before resuming to sucking it. He knew you were close, so close. Your body was notably heated against his face, burning with passion and desire the most out of anywhere in your body.

With being so wet, the android felt like your liquids were never-ending, dripping all down your c*nt before pooling on the table. Another sign of how good Connor was doing.

He hummed joyously and heaved a heavy sigh. "You taste so f*cking good."

Your hips bucked against his face, your fingers digging into his synthetic skin; his words made you feel good too.

Not to mention that low sultry tone of his made your heart jitter. Connor was so unbelievably delicious. Everything about it, from his voice to his appearance, to his skilled fingers and hot mouth.

'Hey, god it's me. Please never let this end.'

The feelings you were experiencing were indescribable. All you knew was that everything just felt so good but so overstimulated. You knew you were getting to end, right the edge of the cliff where you'd fall into a pool of blinding pleasure.

And before you knew it your org*sm hit and flushed all through your body. Surging through your bloodstream and pounding your head with bliss.

"Oh my~! C-Connor~!" Your voice was louder than it had been before as you cried the male's name as you came.

Your stomach contracted, the abdominal muscles were tight from how much you sucked in your gut. You clenched as tightly as you could, squeezing his fingers so tight you thought you might break them.

The hand that was holding his shoulders dropped to his abbs, where you dug your nails into the firm muscles.

Harshly your thighs clasped even more firmly against his head in a death hold that didn't look like it was going to loosen anytime soon.

With your spine arching from your climax, you lay your head back against the table with your swollen lips parted. The sight itself was astounding for the android. Pure pleasure displayed on your face with your body trembling against him was an image he wished to forever capture in his head.

The pure ecstasy that displayed on your face was something the male just wished he could eat up. He was glad he gained a little knowledge beforehand because physically presenting how he could have you quivering, completely vulnerable because of him made his artificial heart skip a beat.

Conor casually lapped up the liquids of your climax, taking his time as he savored the taste and the texture of it against his synthetic tongue.

You were shaking against him, twitching from your oversensitivity. Your eyes felt so heavy you could barely keep them open; fatigue took over all your limbs, leaving you limp and quite feeble.

Gradually the android pulled out from your thighs and stood to his full 6'0 height. Your c*m was dripping from the corners of his mouth. He made sure you were looking, gazing at his pink and red tongue that licked it off of his skin.

"This isn't over."

You blinked at him in shock. "What?"

Connor didn't reply with words. Instead, he grasped your arm and picked you up. Your bare legs instinctively wrapped around his hips as he carried you out of the workroom.

"Connor? Where are you taking me?"

Again he didn't say anything as he brought you over to your living room. The glow of the city lit the area up dimly, casting a golden hue against your bodies.

Carefully, as if you were the most fragile being in the world, the male placed you down on the soft cushion of your couch. He immediately placed himself within the space between your legs and grasped your hips firmly.

Because of the height differences now from his kneeling and your sitting positions, he looked up at you this time. You were falling in love with those glimmering chocolate-brown optics of his.

Especially that expression. His plump lips were parted slightly, with his gaze appearing so lovingly. His delicately freckled face looked so attractive with that golden glow.

"You look so pretty."

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Your cheeks flared in heat from his compliment that you knew was not false flattery.

"You look so pretty that I feel powerless beneath you."

Connor was making you feel speechless. Did the android know how powerful his tongue was, physically and languidly?

Words were stuck in your throat, unsure of what to say to his praise. It was seemed so genuine you knew something had to be up with android. He was deviating from programming; you had to be sure.

Everything he was doing, he was saying, was too human to be programmed in this android. Was he deviant, hiding behind a mask of being fully capable?

You were thrust out of your thoughts when Connor's lips were felt against the left side of your neck. He kissed your skin tenderly while rubbing his thumb across your hips.

Instead of thinking about your earlier thoughts, you closed your eyes and ran your hands through his hair, relishing in his sweet touch.

Just like he had done to your thigh, the male began to cover your smooth skin in his marks. He created round love bites ranging from all sorts of dark colors.

The stinging pain hurt just as much as it felt immeasurable. His name left your lips breathlessly again, seeming as fuel to the male.

His tender, intimate sucking and kissing gradually grew to the valley of your breast. Those large hands of his left your hips only to grasp your breast.

"H-Hng!" A surprised mewl left your lips, not expecting him to do such a thing. He grasped them firmly, pressing his fingers into the soft flesh.

All night Connor had been gazing at your breast longingly, wanting to touch and feel them in his hands. He wanted to know how the supple mounds would feel in the palm of his hands. He wanted to feel the human warmth wafting onto his synthetic skin.

And here he was now finally getting to indulge in his lustful thoughts all while making you feel good too. He brought his face to your right breast, breathing his hot breath on your areola before taking it in his mouth.

You inhaled deeply, clenching your legs around Connor's body as his warm mouth entrapped your sensitive area. "T-that feels good, Connor." You whispered under your breath, but the male still heard.

His gaze flickered up to yours as you watched him circle your erect n*pple with his soft tongue. "Do you like it when I touch your breast?"

Almost eagerly, you nodded your head and looked away in embarrassment from how quickly you answered him, no hesitation at all.

The android's teeth graze your nipples as he began to massage and mold your left breast in his hand. His action caused you to buck your hip and quiver in front of him.

"I'd like it if you could use your voice, please." He murmured against your body.

How could this android be so sweet, almost always using 'please' but also so demanding with that low, commanding tone of his?

"I-I...Yes, I like it when it's with you."

"With me, huh?" He asked, his lips displaying a devious smirk.

His thumb grazed over your nipple before he gave it a firm squeeze.

"Hng~!" You whined softly, one of your hands flying to cover your mouth.

Connor hummed to himself a kissed your n*pple softly. "Your breast seems to be just as sensitive." It was like he spoke to himself as he observed your response.

He leaned down, placing his face in between your breast while his hold on your bust grew tighter. He sucked on your body again, bruising the skin as he pressed your mounds against his face.

They were so warm, so soft yet firm. They smelled so good that he just wanted to devour you whole. He could tell you were enjoying it just as much too.

He could smell your arousal and how much stronger it was becoming. He wouldn't dare leave you unsatisfied like this.

One of his hands inched down to your crotch before slithering his fingers between your slits. He could feel the hot slick liquid and casually ran his fingers along your c*nt before rubbing your little cl*t.

His mouth entrapped your other n*pple, sucking on it passionately. How much longer was Connor going to do this? He didn't seem to be wanting to stop anytime soon. He had all the energy in the world but the same couldn't be said for you.

Suddenly Connor felt your hands on his face, pulling him away from your chest. He did as you wanted and pulled back, gazing up at you curiously.

"Connor? How advanced did Cyberlife make your physical body?"

The android raised an eyebrow. "They made me as alike to a human male as possible so I could complete my missions in any matter I needed to." He replied with an unblemished smile.

Your cheeks flared in color. "T-Then did they give you male gene-" You swallowed thickly In embarrassment, unable to finish your sentence from having to ask this of an android.

It seemed though as Connor understood where you were going with it and placed a smooch on your jaw.

"Yes, they did. They said words would not always be able to get the result I needed. In this world, I could also use this body they gave me if needed but so far I've found I haven't been required to use it."

You didn't like the idea of Connor having to use his body for a mission, especially with another person.

"Well, you've been making me feel good this whole time. I want to make you feel just as good. I was just going to play with your wires, but if you are equipped with something else..." You told him and observed as a smile grew on his lips.

"I do not care about my own pleasure. My concern is your body, how good I could make you feel. I made it my mission to please you the best I could."

Connor was the most considerate gentleman that you had ever met, and he wasn't even human. His words were kind and thoughtful but you felt displeased with all of the attention just being on you.

You trailed your fingers down his chiseled torso before stopping at his belt. He looked down for a moment before gazing at your pretty face.

"(Y/n), no." He told you and said your name with his melodic voice.

"Connor-"

The male swallowed when he heard his name.

"-you can use my body for your own pleasure as well. You'll be satisfying me just as much, please."

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△┇DO AS SHE SAYS

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△┇DO AS SHE SAYS

"Are you sure?" He asked you once more for confirmation, wanting your consent more than anything.

You replied by tugging at the hemline of his pants while bringing your face by his left ear. "If it's with you, I'm sure."

The male would have shivered if he could from that tone. He found himself enjoying how you specified you liked it all when it was from him.

Connor removed his hands from your body and began unbuckling his belt. He watched as you observed him with a curious but needy gaze.

Everything he did was with perfect precision, almost elegant even. Just the simple act of removing his shoes, socks, and pants seemed graceful.

And when the last article of clothing was removed, you froze slightly in your spot on the couch. Every little thing about Connor, you declared to be perfect. But Cyberlife seemed to make him almost too perfect, giving him something most males would go to war over.

"Are you okay? You look to be startled." He questioned and kneeled down so he could be level with your face.

You swallowed and nodded your head. "Y-Yeah. I just wasn't expecting that." You laughed a little at the end, causing Connor to tilt his head to the side and bring a hand to your face.

He ran his thumb across your lips, contemplating it for a moment before connecting his gaze to yours. "I can stop if it makes you uncomfortable."

You rolled your eyes and grabbed his face in your hands. "No, don't stop."

Connor smiled and brought his lips close to yours, mere centimeters from touching but not. "Tell me again what you want." The male grasped your thighs in his large hands and squeezed.

You grinned and softly placed your lips against his. "I want you, Connor."

Like starting off a chain of events, the male picked your body up and captured your lips in another savory kiss. Passionate and intimate as he moved you over to the lounge couch bed that was against the wall.

He broke the kiss not even once as he laid you down carefully, placing himself in between your legs. He caressed your thighs, lightly dragging the tips of his fingers up and down your sensitive skin.

Slowly he removed his touch from your skin and reached for his member, pressing the tip against your cl*t.

"Last chance." He hummed in between your kisses, rubbing the head of his member all along your sopping wet c*nt.

Your hips buck upwards, grinding against his extremity. "Ain't no way we're stopping now," You responded to him and wrapped your arms around his neck.

A quirky grin formed on Connor's lips as he took a deep breath and pressed the tip at your entrance. He could feel the warm liquids of arousal.

In a matter of seconds just like Connor had done earlier, he quickly watched and analyzed hundreds of videos to gain the knowledge he needed to perform excellently.

The android leaned forward, grasping the base of his c*ck and aligning it with your entrance that was just begging for him.

You could feel the hard tip prodding your hole, and you swallowed the saliva that was in your mouth. He rubbed it up and down on your cl*t, smearing your slick along your c*nt for a moment before slowly entering the head of his c*ck in.

He didn't fully enter inside, stopping when he noticed a pained expression morphing on your face. "Are you okay? Do you want me to-"

"No!" You shouted a little louder than you meant to and dug your nails into his muscular shoulders. Your hips jerked upwards, your legs squeezing against the side of his body.

"I-I just need to adjust; I've never had someone your size. Give me a moment."

Connor didn't say anything, not enjoying how he caused you pain but you didn't want to stop so he listened.

"You can put more in."

The android grasped your waist and entered more of himself, pushing inside of your body and becoming swallowed by your tight wet walls.

Your back arched as a loud quivering moan left your lips. His girth was amazingly thick and his length was just as mindboggling.

The saliva in your mouth felt thick as you could barely remember to swallow it. A dumb lustful expression covered your face, almost as if you became succumbed in pleasure.

The android c*ck was felt twitching inside your walls from how warm your human body was around him. Completely wet and soft, forming to fit his member.

His hands burrowed into the cushion, finding the warmth from your body and delicious expression almost overwhelming to him.

He never thought something so human would feel so good. The lower organ that was given to him had never felt anything before.

He never had any needs to satisfy; he was an android after all who lived and breathed, completing his missions.

But at the moment, he had never felt so vulnerable and weak before. He had never felt so good and valid before.

"Please move."

He was brought from his thoughts when he heard you speak. Gazing into your eyes, he swallowed thickly.

"Are you sure?"

"One hundred percent."

Not even a moment later did the male roll his hips before rocking it forward and plunging himself back in.

"N-Ngh~!"

Your body jolted in its spot, your hips bucking upwards with your nails digging into his pale, muscular shoulders.

His hips jerked as he thrust slowly at first before gaining a moment and rolling his hips. He wasn't just pushing himself inside of you, he was using his body to roll deep into you like an ocean.

"Connor~."

The male was being clenched down by your inner walls, sucking him in even deeper. The head of his c*ck just briefly brushing against your cervix.

Your walls that were clenching down on his member fitted tighter around him, allowing you to feel every vein that protruded against the skin of his c*ck.

You molded around him as if your body was trying to keep him inside as much as possible. It was beginning to be Connor's downfall as he lost a bit of his rationality.

The pace of his gloriously rocking hips grew. Every time he rocked his hips forward, he pressed the head of his c*ck against the entrance to your womb.

The android found that every time he did that, you writhed and cried out loudly. Clawing at his shoulders and telling him to not stop.

He couldn't get enough of the mewls and cries of pleasure you were making, especially since he was the one bringing about this aroused, exciting nature.

His hands could never leave your body alone, one of them flying to your stomach, where he dragged his fingers lightly up and down your stomach.

His touch was like fire, burning at your skin, but instead of pain, it was a soothing pleasurable sensation. It drove you wild, pushing you to the edge.

Your limbs grew sore from the position, your hips aching from being up slightly off the couch, but you were in no way going to move to tell him to change anything.

That memorable sensation in your lower abdomen returned. A tight pulsating feeling that could only mean one thing

Your org*sm was arising, your abdomen clenching while you sucked in your stomach. The male could feel the heat wafting off from your body, his grip becoming slightly loose for a second before he fixed it and tightened his hold.

Connor grunted and increased the speed of his thrust. His crotch hitting your own as his c*ck began to pound at the entrance to your womb.

Your whole body was trembling as your climax grew closer and closer. Your climax was there at the edge. You could feel it once again, waiting to be released.

And possibly Connor as well. His face was contorted in pleasure, brows furrowed with his lips parted. Breathless moans and grunts were leaving his mouth.

His rolling hips increased, slightly sloppy as you assumed Connor was feeling what could only be explained as a human org*sm.

"You feel so good." He suddenly grunted near your ear.

His guttural voice and words made your p*ssy throb. You hugged him close to your sweaty chest and brought your lips to his ear.

"Say it again."

Connor kissed your jaw before placing another kiss in the shell of your ear.

"(Y/n), you feel so f*cking good."

That seemed to be the last straw, exactly what you needed to hear. With the overwhelming amount of stimulation flooding through your body, the tight, tingling sensation in your lower abdomen basically released.

"F*ck~." You cursed under your breath, your words slurred and barely audible, but the male heard it.

Your (e/c) eyes rolled slightly in the back of your head as you clamped your thighs tightly around Connor's wide, muscular sides.

Your nails that were already digging into his shoulders now broke past the synthetic skin and pressed against the plastic armor beneath.

You had forced your hips slightly upwards while you sucked in your stomach. Every muscle in your body contracted with your body tensing up.

Your back arched upwards, the divet in your spine fairly visible. One of his arms snaked underneath and pressed your bare chest together.

Ultimately, you had climaxed a second time, your walls unbearably tight and warm as you came. The liquids of your org*sm milked his c*ck, the presence of it being seen on his member every time he had pulled out.

You reached the very peak of your ecstasy as it burst and spread all throughout your body. Pleasure rushed throughout your veins like adrenaline would. With eyes rolling back in your head drool dribbled down the corner of your lips.

You saw white with your hearing suddenly zoning in and out; the only thing you could hear was the man's muffled grunts and groans in your ears.

He was hitting the deepest areas of your body while the heat of his skin wafted off onto yours. His large hands held you so close and tight against his.

The creamy white liquid of your org*sm pooled around the base of his c*ck and spread across your folds that were already sopping wet.

Even though you had reached your limit, Connor had yet to seize in own. However, he wasn't that far from it. He just needed to pound into your wet velvety walls just a little longer to reach his own high.

As the android continued to thrust sloppily, the liquids of your arousal and climax smeared all over his crotch and dripped down your cheeks.

Because you just had your climax not even a moment later, everything was extra sensitive. You quivered underneath, unable to hold back the deafening cries of pleasure.

Connor could feel you trembling underneath him and knew he had to finish this soon. His lips found their way to the other side of your throat, where he kissed and sucked harshly.

His body was telling him that he was going to c*m, his LED flashing vermillion rapidly.

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△┇PULL OUT

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╳┇C*M INSIDE

And not even a moment later did the male suddenly feel that unbearably tight tingling sensation in his abdomen, signifying he had reached the peak of his org*sm.

Ecstacy flowed through his veins as his member twitched within your walls. His pace slowed as he came, his c*ck spurting out a thick hot liquid.

You didn't even know what it was made of, but at the moment, you didn't really care.

It was so warm and hot that it felt like a heating pad was placed atop your abdomen, right where your womb was in your body.

A satisfied sigh left the android's lips as he rested himself inside of you for a little longer, relishing in your warmth before removing himself from inside you.

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

Connor awoke from a dormant state; his system fully rested as a bright light shined on his face. The first thing he saw was the ceiling of your bedroom.

He sat up, looking around for your frame, but he was alone in the large room. At the edge of the bed was a set of clothes freshly ironed and smelled like they came from right out of the dryer.

Wasting no time, he dressed in fresh clothes and was surprised to see a new grey jacket with his identification marker on it. He slipped it on and fixed his tie.

Now that he was appropriate, he went to exit the room to find you but found one thing out of place. It was a door, slightly ajar.

He raised an eyebrow before opening it. Inside were boxes all packed up and taped, appearing as if you were moving them out.

Curiously he stepped toward one of the open boxes and kneeled down so he could look at it closely. The first thing he grabbed out was a picture frame.

You were smiling just as brightly as the one from last night, surrounded by what he assumed were your friends. Your (e/c) orbs glimmer like the night sky while hugging another male, your lips upon his cheeks.

He could tell it was the same one from last night. The most surprising thing was that the male in the photo most definitely had to be an android. He didn't have his jacket with his identification marker but on his temple was an LED, his external feedback component.

In fact, everyone around you had an LED as well. You were the only human surrounded by all these androids, and the most important detail was the visible signs of deviancy they were showing.

He looked away from the frame and saw inside of the box were clothes, male clothes to be exact. And one of those items was an android jacket, with an identification marker on it.

Connor scanned through his system, looking for any news of this tracking number and a report displayed in his view.

Maliki, an android who was captured and destroyed for his involvement with hiding deviant androids.

A sudden noise from someplace in the house gained his attention. He hastily shoved the frame back inside the box and exited the room, leaving the door ajar just how it was.

Quietly, using the lightest steps he could, Connor crept down the hallway to the noise.

"Yes, I dealt with the anniversary just fine, so let's not bring it up, okay?"

It was your voice speaking into what he assumed was your cellular device. You sounded slightly annoyed with whoever you were speaking to.

"But anyway, I think I have someone very interesting for you. It's an android, a very important one. He's the most advanced prototype to this day, highly intelligent and either deviant or close to deviancy. He would be a valuable asset to the rebellion. If I can spend more time with him I can surely turn him deviant. All I need to do is recode his program and make it easier to break into deviancy. It's the same thing I did with all those other androids I sent you."

Connor froze, his mechanical brain whirring as he processed what you were saying. Everything sounded so incriminating.

"I detected something in his code too; something Kamsaki had to put in on purpose. Connor has the potential to turn androids against their code, creating deviants. Possibly from how human they made him."

Closer, Connor crept and hid his body in the shadows of the hallway. He could see you standing on the terrace, your back facing him as you spoke into the cellular.

There was a sudden yelling from the other line on the phone, causing you to pull it away from your ear before placing it back against your labyrinth.

"I know, but think of the numbers! We need the numbers, and we need you to lead the rebellion, Markus. You are not the only one with things worth losing. I'm risking my life for this; remember that."

You grumbled and ran a hand through your hair.

"In any matter, it has to be you. I don't like North, and you know it. It'll fail if she leads it, and everything will be for nothing. Maliki's sacrifice would be for nothing."

And that was all Connor could bear to hear. He stepped away from the wall with loud footsteps, which gained your attention.

Your (e/c) orbs widened as you saw a sort of distressed expression on the android's face.

"Did you hear-"

He quickly cut you off by raising a hand to silence you and unfortunately, it worked. "This whole time, you've been working for the rebellion?"

You swallowed thickly. "Well, I-"

"You've been hiding them from the law, (Y/n)!" He suddenly raised his voice, causing you to jump from how loud it echoed on the terrace.

"Listen to me, I-"

He cut you off by taking another step toward your frame. "You're risking your career, your life, for something that's wrong!"

"It's not!" You exclaimed and ended the call that was still going. "I'm doing the right thing!"

Connor shook his head and turned away from you. "Amanda needs to know this." He muttered.

You choked on your spit and rushed in front of the male. "Connor, please listen to me. If you go to Amanda with this information, you'll be dooming us all. You're becoming deviant, and what do you think will happen when they find out? They'll destroy you and replace you with another copy. And when you finish your mission, you'll get replaced with another android made to be better than you!"

You placed your hands wearily on Connor's arms. "Don't you see, it's always going to be a never-ending cycle. You can help us, help me if you just agree to it. Choose to support our side."

The android stared down at you, his lips pursed as he listened to your words. "(Y/n), I am a machine. I have no side, I was designed to stop deviants, and that's what I intend to do."

Your brows furrowed as you gazed up at him with such pained eyes. "Oh, Connor." Your voice cracked while you leaned forward and placed your forehead against his chest. "You are more than that. I can see it."

╳┇PUSH HER AWAY

△┇HOLD HER

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╳┇PUSH HER AWAY

Connor lifted his arms up and removed your grasp from his body while stepping away, putting distance between your frames.

SOFTWARE INSTABILITY ﹀

"I am a machine." He stated, his voice sounding more robotic than it had been. "And I have a mission to complete."

Connor began making his way to the front door, leaving you stunned in the living room.

"Connor."

He halted when he heard his name come from your mouth, broken and pained. "What, Ms. (L/n)?"

You took a shaky breath and stepped near him. "Look at me please." You whispered out.

The android stayed still for a moment before cautiously turning his frame around to face yours.

He shouldn't have done that.

Upon seeing the tears running down your face, he began to feel resentment at his own self for making you cry.

Your shaky hands reached for his face, carefully holding him in the palm of your hands. "Kiss me. Kiss me one last time and then make your decision. Become a deviant, and I will help you. Or stay a machine and never see me or Hank ever again."

Connor swallowed thickly, his hands unconsciously reaching for your waist to hold you firmly. "I do not need to listen to you." He stated.

"I know." You replied. "But please do this for me, Connor. Just one last thing."

Taking Connor's silence as the to-go, you pushed his face down to yours and captured his lips with yours.

He didn't respond to it, staying still and unmoving. "Please, Connor." You whispered against his mouth before pressing your lips to his again.

This time he responded, pulling your body close to his and wrapping his arms securely around your frame. His lips moved in sync with yours, slightly sucking before involving his tongue.

Your tongues intertwined, your hands running down his cloth chest to help him remember how he felt last night, how he acted, how human it was.

Suddenly as if Connor came to his senses, he pulled back and quickly released your body. His LED blinked a burgundy hue rapidly while he placed a hand over his mouth.

"Ms. (L/n)." He said your name with an authoritative tone. "Enough of your games."

Angrily you wiped the tears off your face and sniffled. "Fine." A shaky breath left your lips, your arms hugging your frame securely.

"Chose to stay with me or choose to leave. If you leave, I'll consider you a threat to the rebellion, and I will make sure to be the one that takes your life. I'd rather it be me than some bullsh*t worker at Cyberlife."

╳┇BECOME A DEVIANT

△┇REMAIN A MACHINE

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────────━

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꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

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𓇻 day 4 of fic days [masterlist] 𓇻

◜ love under cold skin. [connor x f!reader] ◞

― video game: detroit: become human

― summary: you were a human who was working with hank anderson and you didn't like androids at all but when connor came into your life, you realized how they had humanity too and you were determined to show this to connor too.

― wc: 2.3k

― warnings&tags: fluff, spoilers from the game, events happens before and after eden club, gun, angsty, touching, no kissing, closeness. that’s all I guess. enjoy! <3

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it was a cold night at detroit, chilling down the odd feelings you had on your chest about the new famous android who was working on the department with you and hank anderson, one of the people you loved to keep as company – as a close friend.

this specific android had a beautiful name you liked to say aloud unlike in the first times you two met to accomplish the mission of finding deviants killed, escaped or harmed their owners. owners – what a disgusting term you began to find with your close relationships with androids as the cases’ number has increased. neither liking androids nor finding them as enemies of your kind made you had a simple look to them; just some individuals – maybe they had souls like humans did, maybe the whole situation caused because of some errors in their data as most believed – as you had to believe due to being one of the officers who chased them. finding it odd how they had sent an android to chase them with you, it was logical since androids knew other androids better, having same mechanism in mind and soul – if they had one really.

this was something you thought in your first times in the cases, having a dilemma whether to believe those deviants who spoke to you, wanting you to save them not putting them in prisons. then, with time, maybe because of having connor – that famous android in the department, who got your heart and soul without even knowing it, on your side. he was the main reason for you to begin thinking about androids’ conditions completely and in a further aspect. you could see what connor did to both of you and hank anderson, making you question whether to keep up with the cases or not, prisoning androids who couldn’t get help from anyone except their own kinds.

“connor –“ you said from where you stood; lying to your car that stood in front of eden club, the place where a murder case occurred that included androids since the club has put androids for sale – for intimate sections which you found disgusting because being a captain – a civil looking one, you had both good and bad connections in the city and you knew very well people who came here did bad things to androids – even beating them, breaking them, and worse. they did those things believing androids did not have functions to feel any of them. however, the cases showed how they really felt lots of things that made them turn into deviants and having this knowledge made you gain a certain empathy towards deviants. how could they not try to escape from the disaster life they had under the wings of people who called themselves as their owners but had bad intentions. if they really had souls, if they really were like humans – even if they didn’t have, they were deserving their own rights which they were fighting for.

“yes, y/n?” you heard connor’s gentle voice, making your mind to shut down and only focus on him. he was so innocent – acting like a soldier who only cared for his missions came from upper hands but you wanted to show him how this all was wrong – how he could feel like these deviants and how it wasn’t something bad. it wasn’t. having a soul – this was what he deserved like every android out there. you needed him to feel because of the pure love you had right now, only for him.

“what are you feeling?” it was an odd question, indeed it was, but you wanted to ask it only to see how he would react.

connor’s brown eyes stopped working for a second before moving fast as he looked to your face and his surroundings while lying onto the surface of car beside you, keeping a certain distant to not to disturb you; what a gentleman. his led turned to yellow for a second before staying as blue.

“I can’t feel, y/n,” he said, sounding innocent still. “you know it. androids do not feel anything.”

“they do not or they should not, hmm?” you asked, walking slowly ‘till you stood in front of him, not so close not so distant. connor straighted his posture, not lying onto the car. he made you realized how small you were compare to him. cute.

“what are you referring to, captain?” he liked to call with your first name and as captain, always, and you liked how each of them sounded so cute coming out of his mouth.

shrugging, you said, “I just wanted to decide whether androids are not be able to feel in reality or they just – should not do it – to prevent outcomes that having feelings bring within it.” you pointed out the eden club, “like those ones in there; not to put in a prison just for feeling – like humans do.”

connor looked so confused of your sudden questions. you indeed asked them some odd questions before this case but they never intended to point out your thoughts about androids. you had to avoid questioning what you were doing as they suggested but it was so hard to since your liking of connor was turning to loving one without your control. every day you asked yourself how you could love an android – a forbidden sin in your time but here you were, looking at connor’s both attractive and cute face, watching your own reflection on his brown eyes that directed to your face, making you blush.

“do you believe to deviants?” he asked, sounding curious about your thoughts.

“I don’t know, really,” you said, sighing, “this whole thing is so – complicated. I even don’t know how to feel about them. I just know that their conditions making me feel emphatic and sad because they only seek for rights they deserve.” holding your head, you sighed again.

connor’s hand touched your arm gently, making you turn to him as he was watching you in concern. “are you okay captain?”

you nodded, smiling to ensure him more. you touched his shoulder, trusting the friendship you two had now – which you wanted to turn into something more. squeezzing his shoulder, you said, “I am okay, connor. don’t worry about me.”

his eyes looked at your hand to your eyes again as his led turned to yellow from blue suddenly, staying like a few seconds as yellow. you wondered what that meant. you only knew their led turned to red when they became deviants. maybe you should befriend with another android to ask about this.

hank finally cut your long lasted eye contact which made you melt down because of the beauty connor has held. “cut the act and just move already. I don’t intend to spend my entire night in here.”

smirking, you turned to hank, taking your hand back from connor’s shoulder as his hand left your arm. “and I thought what we missed tonight; the beautiful complaint of lieutenant anderson.”

“ha ha, y/n.” he said, pointing out the club, “let’s move.”

and with that, a long night which would make you realize something more with the rest of team because of the following events in the eden club.

° ° °

the world seemed upside down. the gun hank was holding on his hand, directed to connor who was staying still – not having any specific emotion on his face, and you – trying to make hank put the gun down.

“hank!” you shouted to him, “put the gun down. don’t make this any worse than it already has.”

hank smirked, turning to you for a moment to say, “it can not be any worse than this y/n.” then, turning to connor again who looked at your concerned face with a – sad look in his face as you believed.

“tell me connor,” hank said, “are you afraid of death?”

what hank was doing was a horrible thing but the question he asked was also something you wondered after connor spared two deviants in the eden club at previous hours of the night which caused hank to drove to the bridge of the city, to clear both his and your mind as well as connor’s who looked so – lost, making you feel concerned and sad about him, wanting to help him. believing hank’s father figure more, you allowed him to talk with connor first but now he was holding a gun and it wasn’t helping at all.

before connor could give an answer to hank’s question, your body and soul acted before your mind could comprehend, standing in front of the connor, making hank’s gun directed to you.

hank looked shocked because of your sudden brave and unexpected move and connor’s hand placed on your arms to make you move but you stood still, talking to hank with a determined manner. “shoot if you want hank, but not him.”

“y/n –“ connor’s concerned voice made your heart ache but you stood like that, not giving any fear away.

“what are you doing?” hank asked, sounding both angry and confused. “you’re protecting him? you know he can’t die.”

“yet he doesn’t deserve to die.” you smiled as hank’s determination to shoot connor was decreasing its power with your speech. “me or him, it doesn’t matter – it doesn’t make a difference. we are the same.”

that made hank looked surprised again but only for a slight moment. you knew he thought and felt the same as you do; it didn’t matter to shoot you or connor, in the end, it meant killing someone – a human, not an android even if connor was denying it still with all of his personality. while looking at hank’s face, connor’s hands tightened its grip as his cold breath hit your ear, making your body shake with delight. “y/n, please,” he said, sounding very concerned than before, “I don’t want you to get harm because of me.”

he was so innocent. the world didn’t deserve him at all. cyberlife didn’t deserve an innocent soul like him. and you determined to show this to connor. you promised that you would show it to him – making him realize how he had a soul – a really good one and he could show it – have it, not fearing of becoming a deviant because in the end, all of the androids deserved it beginning with connor.

hank looked at connor, to you, and to connor again. deciding finally, he put his gun down, saying, “see you tomorrow.” to you, and leaving your side as he made his way to his car.

the moment he left, you turned to connor whose hands stood remain ‘till your turn which made you feel so wonderful to feel him more, in a gentle way like always.

“connor,” you said, touching his cheek as his eyes focused on your face, jumping a little due to the touch you gave to him, especially from this close for the first time. “are you okay?” you asked, genuine in your voice.

furrowing, he asked in return, “are you really okay?” he sighed, “you shouldn’t do it. even if hank shot me, I would come back. cyberlife would transfer my –“

“connor,” you said, caressing his cheek. “don’t think like this. coming back to life again doesn’t mean you deserve to die. no, not at all. you deserve to live. you deserve to feel.”

you smiled delicately while connor was trying to understand you more with each word you expressed, “I know what dilemma you have now and I am here to help. hank is here too even if he acts – well, rude sometimes. he and I care about you.”

“you –“ connor tried to say, “you care about me?”

nodding to him, so certain, you said, “of course connor. we care about you – I care about you.” your hand on his cheek moved from there to his neck as the other one placed on his left shoulder, hugging him, feeling him so close – pure euphoria. “so, don’t get into danger like that again because I feel so – sad. you wouldn’t want me be sad, would you?”

hugging you back after a certain time, he said to your ear, “no, I wouldn’t.”

smiling to yourself widely enough to make your mouth hurt, knowing he couldn’t see, the fact that connor had humanity – a soul under his skin as well hit you. it wasn’t an impossible case, no, it was something would happen very soon – maybe sooner than you thought thanks to your support for him.

leaving him finally, you nodded, “then, we agreed.”

connor nodded too, not speaking aloud but from the sparkles he had on his brown eyes, you could see how happy he was – how good he was at the moment, having you and hank on his side. mostly, you, of course as you realized with his delicate touches on your face, the first time he touched you so closely – not you touching him, but he touching you with his own willingness.

“connor –“ a low sigh escaped from your lips, sounding like a low moan of his name, giving your face the color of red due to being ashamed.

“I am not afraid of death, y/n,” he said, looking at every feature of your face, making you blush more. “but I believe I am afraid of losing – you.” a confess from him that made your world turn upside down once again but in a wonderful way this time. as your heart beats were running from one after, fast enough to make you leave breathless, connor added to his heart warming speech, “I can die for a thousand time only to prevent yours. so, never do that again.”

smiling happily, you nodded even though your mind couldn’t believe what just happened.

“deal connor.”

he smiled like you did, a charming one. “deal y/n.”

the end. 🧃