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twoheartswrites · 2 years ago

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Hi I just saw that you write smut, could you write a hank x android smut (like a sequel to the hank x android reader fic you made) and hank kinda shows the reader what to do since the reader doesn’t really know how since he’s a android (but the reader does know about people having sex)Please and thank you 😊

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Fem aligned people (+ She/Her users) DNI / Minors DNI

Deviant! AMAB Male Reader x Hank

Sequel to that other Deviant Male Reader story :)

NSFW/LONG (jesus christ it's fucking long) Fic - Warnings: Established Relationship, Android Virginity gone?, AMAB Reader (Terms like: dick, cock, hole), (The request did not clarify who's top/bottom so I made Hank bottom and Reader top). Soft sex. Minor hair pulling (kink)? Praise Kink, Blowjob (Hank receiving)

Detroit Become Human

Note: First time writing smut here, so it's gonna be my rusty smut writing.

3 months had passed since Hank and I's first kiss and our first date, and I'd been staying over at Hank's house more often since he thought that it'd be better for me to stay in a slightly more open room.

I've accustomed myself to Sumo, and the feeling of the shared bed Hank and I have now, and the silly movies that Hank enjoys.

Though, it seems that Hank tends to forget that I'm an android. He sometimes cooks food and offers it to me, or says "We've hung out this entire day and you haven't used the bathroom this whole day, have you talked to your doctor abut it?"

It's funny when he remembers, and it's nice to see him ask questions about me-- but I've realized that there's something else at the tip of his tongue. Like he's waiting for something, like he wants to say something.

It's been happening for maybe a week or so.

As I lay on his couch, scrolling through the tv channels, I notice him from the corner of my eye, leaning on the kitchen counter. He's hesitating again, nervous.

And I hear him take a deep breath.

"Do you know what sex is?"

Hank's avoiding eye contact at this point, and it's getting me worried

"I mean, I've read about it in the books that I have, so I know what it is. If you're asking me if I've had sex? No." I answered simply. His heart's beating faster and he's visibly nervous and blushing. It's cute.I place my eyes on him and only him,

"Right, so- fuck. I know this isn't supposed to be this nerve wracking to ask, but it's just.. it's been a long time and-" He pauses, as if looking for his words, but he's struggling.

I get up from the couch, walking over to him and place my hands on his waist to kiss him. The furthest we've ever gone is heated make out sessions, and the times that I play innocent and blind to me grinding up against him occasionally. "I want to take us to the next step too, if you're okay with that" I ask for him. He nods, furrowing his brows as he composes himself. He's breathing heavier and his hand firmly holding mine while we head to our room.

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"I'll be honest, I really don't know what I'm doing--" I admit, slipping my shirt off hesitantly. "That's okay, I can help" Hank reassures, "Just follow my lead, you shouldn't need to feel tense. For now, we can just take our clothes off" He sits on the edge of the bed, unbuttoning his shirt while I'm already down to my boxers. I take this opportunity to place my hands on Hank's belt, my fingers fidgeting with the buckle. He practically folds in front of me with eyes wides. "Can I help you with this?" I ask

"Yes" He huffs eagerly, watching me unbuckle his belt with ease, and unbutton his pants (with less ease). I let him pull his pants down, and there's this excitement that fills the room. Hank hasn't done this sort of thing in a while, as he'd confessed on our first date, while I'm inexperienced, but have a broad idea for what I'm in for.

He groans a bit to himself, palming himself over his boxers before scooting himself back into the bed, and with his other hand, pulling me towards him.

I laugh softly, running my hand through his hair before giving him light kisses to his mouth, cheek, forehead... and eventually to his neck, and that's where he starts to crumble. His breath hitches, and soft groans escape him as I leave hickeys and trails of kisses around his collarbone. Something I've never and will never get tired of.

His hand finds it's way to the back of my neck this time, grouping my hair into his hand and giving it a light tug to move me lower. To his chest.

I hum along, my hands roaming his body. He's perfect, from the way he lets out soft breaths of relief from the way I kiss and bite him, my hands groping his sides, and slowly moving up to his chest.

"Gently, I want you play with my nipples, okay?"

I look up at him and see his pleading eyes,

"Yes, love"

I place one hand over his nipple, and start playing with him, trying to discover his reactions and sweet sounds, curious for him. With the other, I start trailing my hand down to his lower stomach. He subtly thrusts his hips up for friction, only making him sigh in defeat as he realized I'm stopping there to tease him

"Did I tell you, you could just place your hand there?" He asks, knowing the answer. I purse my lips and shrug "I don't know what you're talking about"

"[Name], just-" He starts, "god, fuck you" he huffs. I chuckle, watching him writhe a little under me.

"What do you need?" I ask,

"Just touch me, put your hand on my dick" he orders. Though this is where I freeze. So far, all my knowledge from books and my relationship with Hank has gotten to this point. Teasing, flirting, the hickies- but me actually pleasuring someone with my hands?

He notices my hesitance before placing his hands on the sides of my face, "I'll tell you what to do, don't worry"

My eyes soften to his voice, and slowly I move my hand down to his clothed dick. He takes a deep breath, before whispering out "Good boy, just... keep moving your hand over it and be a little rougher"

I did as he said, applying slight pressure and repeating up and down movements over his dick, watching his breathing get heavier and his voice get whinier by the second. Though my curiosity starts getting the better of me. How would he react if I pulled his boxers down? Touched him without the barrier? Got a taste of him?

With my free hand I played with the hem of his boxers, wondering how I'd ask for permission. Hank, fortunately, caught on. He gave me another (slightly more pressured) tug to my hair, "It's okay, you can do it"

He smiled at me, watching me study him closely while I pull down his boxers, seeing his hard on. My emotions go all over the place as Hank comforts me, rubbing the crook of my neck and shoulders and his eyes softly looking at just me

"What should I do?" I ask, "Like-"

"What do you want to do?"

"But-" I'm interrupted by Hank once more

"You can do whatever you want to me, darling. I trust you" He says.

Reluctantly, I lower my head and place my hands on his thighs to move his legs apart and give me space. Hank hums in approval, laying his head back while his hand gently leads me.

Unfortunately, the lack of taste buds don't give me a more 'human experience' but I'll take what I can get. I run my tongue over the tip of his cock, my hands at the base before I start putting more and more in my mouth. His hips and legs shake a little, and he's breathing quicker- heavier- almost letting out whines and I already feel myself heating up at the thought.

Carefully I start bobbing my head, closing my eyes as I enjoy the moment and hearing him in pleasure.

"Goo-d boy, fuck. You're doing perfect, just don't- don't hurt yourself" He adds. I hum, noticing a shiver come from him as the sounds I make cause the vibrations to his dick, and I find this moment to tease him. I let out groans, trying to take a little bit more in, massaging his thighs while I treat him, feeling him get more desperate

"Keep going, please" he begs, "I- I'm gonna cum"

Knowing that I'm the one who'll get him to cum with just my mouth makes my stomach churn, like a sense of possession. I keep at my pace, hearing him get closer to his end, not even noticing that he's trying to thrust into my mouth. Android positives? No gag reflex.

He's panting, before rushing his hand to my hair again and giving me a tug as he cums in my mouth. I pause before taking his cock out of my mouth, and swallowing it.

"You can spit it out now" He huffs, sitting up on his elbows

"Spit what out?" I ask,

"Did..." He stared down at me in a little bit of shock before hiding his face in his hands and laughing, " I don't know what I'm gonna do with you.."

lightheartedly, we laughed at the situation (though I was a little lost, his laugh lights up my day).

He kisses me, wrapping his arms behind my neck, hooking me closer to him

"Are you still up to fuck me?" He asks, both of us now fully comfortable in the atmosphere. I nod, peppering his face once more with kisses as he praises me and giggles

"Then I'll lay down, there's lube in my drawer" he mentions for me. I reach other, scrounging for it until I find the bottle, practically full. "I use this to.." I wait for him to fill in the gaps

"Lubricant, like to decrease the pain" he clarifies.

"how long have you had this?" I asked

"Just a couple weeks.." he says, looking away. I don't question further as my attention moves to the bottle, "But- uh. I already used some to.. prep myself before" He mutters.

We both blush at the confession, and I silently squirt some on my finegrs. "Well I still want to be careful with your body" I state, "I would never want you to feel hurt"

He positions himself, spreading his legs and his hands spread his ass so I could get the full view, him looking away to the side in embarrassment. The image itself turned me on, and my tightening boxers made the situation a little worse. I clear my throat, "There's nothing to be embarrassed about, love. You're very very handsome" I say, watching his squeeze his eyes and his lips part as I slip on finger inside of him.

From 1 finger curling, it was easy to slip in 2, and almost surprisingly, 3. He moans, his hands gripping at the sheets

"How're you doing?" I ask, "do you need something?"

"Just- just go quicker, please. I need you" he pleads.

I swallow, hard. "Right, of course"

I take my fingers out, notice him whine at the lack of contact. I pull my boxers down, finally, and positions myself closer to him, adding lube to my own dick. His eyes widen at my full image, and moaned softly at my appearance, "Please, god, just fuck me right here"

"Yes darling" I nod, placing the tip of my cock at his hole, pushing myself in as Hank arches his back, moaning and trying to pull me closer as he wraps his legs around my waist

"Fuck yea, that's right" He groans, "give me a second"

I look down at him as he adjusts to my size for about 2-3 minutes, grinding occasionally to see if he's set.

"Yeah, shit. I'm good, you can move now" He says, a happy smile on his face. I start moving my hips, in and out, seeing him tremble and smile to himself again, pulling me in to kiss him while I fuck him.

"You're such a good boy, [Name]. You're fucking me so well" He praises, "Shit why didn't we do this sooner?"

He grunts, "Faster, please"

I follow his order, holding back the fact that I wanted to cum as he squeezes me. I moan into his shoulder, my hand gripping at the bed for balance while I ravage him

"Shit, pretty boy! You're so good!" He moans loudly, for a second worrying me about the neighbors, but Hank's much more distracting.

"God I love you, Hank" I mutter, "I love you so much"

"I love you too" He replies, his hands back on the sides of my face. He gasps lightly as I find new angles to fuck him at until he finally starts saying he's ready

"Ready for what, hm?" I let out, a smirk clear on my face

"I wanna cum, darling. I'm going to cum, cum with me" he pants, "Be a good boy and cum inside me"

I nod, wincing out as I feel him tighten a little around me. I speed up my thrusts, watching Hank become an utter mess below me. "I'm cumming" I moan

"Good boy, on the count of 3, got it?" He huffs, and I just can't deny him.

"1"

I whimper, feeling the edge make me sensitive

"2"

Hank's voice pitches slightly, squeezing his eyes shut and throwing his head back

"3"

I rode out my orgasm inside of him, still thrusting as he came over his belly and some on me. We were panting, the smell of sex clear as day and us both sweaty.

I broke the silence, taking one deep breath "That was fucking amazing, baby" I smile, "I'll get us some water and a towel before we cuddle, but do you want to take a shower together?"

He sighs, a lazy smile on his face as he stretches, "Yeah, that'll be nice before I wash these blankets"

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