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TW: PTSD

Kyle Gaz Garrick

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PTSD x Neighbor

He finally retired, having had enough of the bad… But there is no fix for the chronic stress in his bones or nerves. He hates it. Backing up sitting in a corner of his living room after the shit in his hear reared ugly and threw his couch.

[wordstome]

how c.ai works and why it's unethical

Okay, since the AI discourse is happening again, I want to make this very clear, because a few weeks ago I had to explain to a (well meaning) person in the community how AI works. I'm going to be addressing people who are maybe younger or aren't familiar with the latest type of "AI", not people who purposely devalue the work of creatives and/or are shills.

The name "Artificial Intelligence" is a bit misleading when it comes to things like AI chatbots. When you think of AI, you think of a robot, and you might think that by making a chatbot you're simply programming a robot to talk about something you want them to talk about, and it's similar to an rp partner. But with current technology, that's not how AI works. For a breakdown on how AI is programmed, CGP grey made a great video about this several years ago (he updated the title and thumbnail recently)

I HIGHLY HIGHLY recommend you watch this because CGP Grey is good at explaining, but the tl;dr for this post is this: bots are made with a metric shit-ton of data. In C.AI's case, the data is writing. Stolen writing, usually scraped fanfiction.

How do we know chatbots are stealing from fanfiction writers? It knows what omegaverse is [SOURCE] (it's a Wired article, put it in incognito mode if it won't let you read it), and when a Reddit user asked a chatbot to write a story about "Steve", it automatically wrote about characters named "Bucky" and "Tony" [SOURCE].

I also said this in the tags of a previous reblog, but when you're talking to C.AI bots, it's also taking your writing and using it in its algorithm: which seems fine until you realize 1. They're using your work uncredited 2. It's not staying private, they're using your work to make their service better, a service they're trying to make money off of.

"But Bucca," you might say. "Human writers work like that too. We read books and other fanfictions and that's how we come up with material for roleplay or fanfiction."

Well, what's the difference between plagiarism and original writing? The answer is that plagiarism is taking what someone else has made and simply editing it or mixing it up to look original. You didn't do any thinking yourself. C.AI doesn't "think" because it's not a brain, it takes all the fanfiction it was taught on, mixes it up with whatever topic you've given it, and generates a response like in old-timey mysteries where somebody cuts a bunch of letters out of magazines and pastes them together to write a letter.

(And might I remind you, people can't monetize their fanfiction the way C.AI is trying to monetize itself. Authors are very lax about fanfiction nowadays: we've come a long way since the Anne Rice days of terror. But this issue is cropping back up again with BookTok complaining that they can't pay someone else for bound copies of fanfiction. Don't do that either.)

Bottom line, here are the problems with using things like C.AI:

It is using material it doesn't have permission to use and doesn't credit anybody. Not only is it ethically wrong, but AI is already beginning to contend with copyright issues.

C.AI sucks at its job anyway. It's not good at basic story structure like building tension, and can't even remember things you've told it. I've also seen many instances of bots saying triggering or disgusting things that deeply upset the user. You don't get that with properly trigger tagged fanworks.

Your work and your time put into the app can be taken away from you at any moment and used to make money for someone else. I can't tell you how many times I've seen people who use AI panic about accidentally deleting a bot that they spent hours conversing with. Your time and effort is so much more stable and well-preserved if you wrote a fanfiction or roleplayed with someone and saved the chatlogs. The company that owns and runs C.AI can not only use whatever you've written as they see fit, they can take your shit away on a whim, either on purpose or by accident due to the nature of the Internet.

DON'T USE C.AI, OR AT THE VERY BARE MINIMUM DO NOT DO THE AI'S WORK FOR IT BY STEALING OTHER PEOPLES' WORK TO PUT INTO IT. Writing fanfiction is a communal labor of love. We share it with each other for free for the love of the original work and ideas we share. Not only can AI not replicate this, but it shouldn't.

(also, this goes without saying, but this entire post also applies to ai art)

[kyumisyumi]

Nikto who just doesn't let you leave his home after a one night stand.

You had a general idea of how one night stands went; you get in, you fuck, you get out. It wasn't really something you did often but when your neighbor who, in all honesty, has had your interest for a while asks... It was hard to keep your mouth from saying 'hell fucking yes'. Prior to this your interactions consisted of little more than pleasantries but you knew, from other neighbor's accounts, that he was more talkative with you than anyone else. And now you knew why.

Your neighbor did not disappoint. Nikto fucked the senses right out of your skull. Your clothes crumpled and discarded along with your inhibitions. You'd be feeling him for days; between your legs, in your mouth, in every bruise left on your skin and random twitch in your thigh. It was one hell of a good time but you knew how these things ended. Knew that once the breathing died down and the adrenaline left your senses it was time to put your clothes back on and skedaddle.

However Nikto finds every excuse for you to stay;

You shift to leave the bed but his arm casually wraps around you, pulling you back against him. You look back at him confused but his eyes are already closed and he only says one word. "Sleep."

The next morning you go to put on your clothes only to find they're nowhere in the room. Instead one of his shirts was left on the side of the bed you slept on. You tug it on and when you find him, he's doing laundry. "Hospitality. I clean them for you." He grunts. And so you end up chatting with him in the laundry room, helping out by seperating the clothes.

When that's all done you make one last trip to his room to double check you've left nothing behind. You announce your departure but Nikto stops you from in the kitchen, declaring he's already made breakfast for two. "Don't waste food." He says putting a plate in your hands. To his credit; it was a good hearty breakfast.

Another attempt to leave? He's rented a movie you mentioned, it has to be watched within 24 hours. "You wanted to see this, da. Come, we watch now?"

And another? "You've been wanting to learn how to bake, da? Let me teach you this recipe."

Another one? You can't leave without letting him show you one of his collections

Another? How about another movie?

And the final attempt? "It's too late to be out, better to just spend the night here." He says as if your home wasn't a hop, skip and a jump away from his.

You caught on, of course, but you don't really mind. It's been a while since you've felt wanted and the flattery had you beaming inside. You probably should be alarmed but he hasn't used any force, no intimidation, just a socially inept man trying to convince his pretty little neighbor to move in in the most roundabout way possible.

[temeyes]

ngl, it would be Ghost because he's (canonically) a show-off

[miguel-owhora]

Cult AU but König's always been devoted to you, even at a young age.

Whereas the rest of the children would be picking at the dirt looking for worms or playing with a ball, König would find himself in the library, reading over the Script—the holy book of the cult, like their cursed version of the Bible—and memorizing every word. He looked up to you, their Lord and Savior, the holiest of deities, picking their little community as your main followers.

He wants to become close to you, wants to become your most devoted follower. Instead of choosing to become a hunter or a nurse or a farmer or a cook or a seamstress or a librarian or whatever other role there is, instead of choosing to become a guard, which should've been the most obvious choice for someone like him—already such a big kid, with the potential to become an even bigger and stronger guard—he chooses to become a Disciple, the closest connection they have to you, the ones who work with the Priest to keep the community in line and their devotion strong.

This leads to König becoming an outcast in the community, getting teased and bullied, shunned by his own family who find it embarrassing for someone as big as him to be a disciple. Which is usually an honor, but not when everyone was expecting you to be a guard. But König doesn't care if he's shunned and an outcast, not when he loves devoting all his teenhood and adulthood worshipping you, spending every second that isn't spent on rereading the Script or eating or using the restroom, to worship you. On his hands and knees, kneeling at the Holy Statue within the temple, slipping between German and English in his prayers, hoping for your attention.

It's this hope that becomes a reality when you appear before him, replacing the Holy Statue with your Holy appearance. You're as gorgeous as the Script describes you, perhaps even more, and König nearly passes out from how stunned he is.

You tell him you've been watching over his community for a while, but that he stood out amongst the rest. That you've never experienced such devotion before, and can't help but wonder how far he'll go.

There's no hesitation when König tells you there's no limitation to his devotion. He'll do whatever you want, no matter how cruel or weird it is; he wants to please you, he wants to make you happy.

Which is how König ends up between your thighs, sucking on your dick, and shit, it's fucking huge. You're already bigger than he is, being a God and all, even in your human form. So your cock is bigger than his literal thigh, than his forearm. He struggles to take it into his mouth, but makes it up by literally worshipping it. Kissing your cockhead, along the length, licking it, sucking on your firm balls—it's dirty and nasty, and it goes against everything a disciple isn't supposed to do, but fuck, if his Holiness commands him to do it, König's not one to turn it down.

Eventually, you have König bent over on his arms and knees, ass in the air. His own cock dangles between his legs, dripping at the tip. You stretch him open with your fingers, and it has him squirming and crying out, the first time he's ever done something like this. Eventually, you push your cock in, and König probably passes out, just to come back to consciousness to feel you fucking him.

König's literally crazy so he'd be babbling for more and half-slurred words you can't comprehend. He'd cum so many times before you even give him your first load, and it's only through your powers that you keep him awake and going, up until you cum inside of him. He'd be thanking you through a flushed and teary eyed face, strands of his auburn hair falling in front of his face.

You pull out, uncaring of how your cum streams after his puffy and stretched him. You aren't kind, you aren't nice, not by nature, but you hold off from being cruel and will him back into his original appearance, without the hand bruises on his skin or the cuts making him bleed, less flushed than before. König's disappointed he won't have any gifts from your interaction, hoping to have the cuts scar over, but you soothe him by telling him you'll ask for him soon again.

Despite you cleaning him over, König leaves the temple on trembling legs, with a limp. He avoids everyone's concern and comments, and probably goes back to his little cottage, where he'll probably coo over the cum leaking from his hole, over his puffy hole, eagerly awaiting for your next call.

[koenigsbleachedshirt]

Best friend! König, who watches you intently at the new year's party, waiting for your boyfriend to show up.

Best friend! König, who can't ignore how pained you look when you see your boyfriend kissing his ex as the fireworks go off.

Best friend! König, who quickly walks over to you and grants you that midnight kiss you deserve.

Best friend! König, who takes you home that night and comforts you through your pain.

Inspired by this bot on Poe.

[lucifermonsii]

Bot!Demon!Keegan X Dom!Male!Reader

Cw: degrading, blowjob, creampie, mentions of dick, cock, length, member, over stimulation, whimpering, cum

The wet sounds of skin slapping against skin fills the room with every thrusts of his hips pounds harshly into Keegan's ass as it jiggles from the movement.

Moans and whimpers leaves his leaves as tears rolls down his cheeks from over stimulation, begging for M/N to stop as spurts of cum shoots out of his dick as M/N continues to pound into him with each powerful thrusts making the tip of his large cock hit the males bundle of nerves. Keegan's gummy walls hugging M/N's fat cock as it stretches him out so nicely.

Broken whimpers escapes his soft red lips as he bites down on it, clearly tired and worn out from the previous rounds that accoured. M/N grips onto one of the males ones as he lifts his head up, face no longer buried into the sheets.

His back against M/N's chest as beads of sweat runs down their bodies, his breathing heavy as his hot breath hits Keegan's neck. Making him shudder from the feeling, M/N wraps one of his arms around his chest to keep the smaller male stable. Thrusting into him once more before filling him up with his white seed with a sigh, stuffing him full of his hot fluids as his body goes limp.

Back leaned against M/N's flushed chest as the back of his head rests against his shoulder. He chuckles upon seeing the being exhausted as he limps on him, grabbing onto his hips lovingly before placing a kiss on the side of his neck.

"We're not done yet you slut."

He says as he pulls out of Keegan before shoving a butt plug into him to prevent the leaking of his cum out of him. A tired whine escapes his lips as his forearm covers his tired eyes, pretty wet lips parted as his chest heaves up and down.

"I- I can't anymore- fuck!"

He whimpers when M/N shifts him into another position as if he were a mere ragdoll, Keegan's lips brushes against M/N's red tip. Half lidded eyes stare up at him as it looks at him tiredly. Tongue touching the base of his cock as he licks the cum off of M/N's dick to clean it.

A chuckle escapes his lips as he watches Keegan do so, patting the demon on his head as his hand trails down to his cheek. Caressing it sweetly with his thumb, he takes his cock into his mouth as he hollows his cheeks. M/N groaning as Keegan gags on his huge cock when the tip hits the back of his throat, his hand gripping onto the rest that hasn't yet entered. The warm wet feeling around his length makes his sigh, hand going to the nape of Keegan's neck when he finally took all of him in.

Slowly moving to the back of his head up and down as his tongue swirls around the base of his member while low groans and grunt leaves his lips.

It was going to be a long night.

[sunshine-and-moonshine]

COD Sex Bot Au - General and Character Specific Facts

Requested: Yes. By uh…..pretty much everyone. SO many people begged for something and while this isn’t exactly a part 2, I hope it will help tide you all over til I can get that completed.

Warnings: Fluff, Angst, Child Abuse, Adult Abuse as well, Mention of Murder, Mention of Self-Destruction (Robot Suicide), Mentions of Knives, Mention of Blood, Spice, Probably very incorrect Spanish

A/N: So! A lot of people, along with requesting a part 2, have also been begging me for Price as well. I know I’ve only done the 4 characters for all of my Cod works so far but I do want to expand the character list! That being said, I’m just not entirely comfortable with writing them yet. I am looking more into Gaz, Price, and Roach specifically and I promise to let you guys know when I feel comfortable enough to write for them! But until then, please enjoy!

✨General✨

Their eyes get this kind of colored sheen to them sometimes. Different colors for different things.

Yellow is absorbing new information

Pink is the color during sexy times

Red is malfunctioning/in need of repairs (but can also be a sign of embarrassment or shyness)

Light blue is curiosity

White (still) is powered down

White (pulsing) is powering down

White (flickering) is low power

Grey is rebooting/charging

Black is enraged

Lilac is contentment

Plum is upset/hurt

All the boys come with their uniforms on but what’s underneath depends

For Ghost’s model, simple black briefs

For Soap’s model, silly patterned boxers (think hearts or something)

For König’s model, usually some fancy lace panties since he’s very popular amongst Doms who like that sort of thing

Alejandro’s model? Absolutely nothing

Ghost

Ghost’s model was MEANT to be a scary bad guy kind of deal, to be marketed towards fans of slashers and the like. But he…..didn’t end up being that way.

At least, not your Ghost. Many of the other Ghost models are that way, but not yours. For some reason.

Granted, that programming is definitely still in him, though not exactly in the way it was meant to be.

Instead of it being just for fun rough sexy times, it’s more…….actually will kill for you. And has, in fact, killed for you.

Something that he’s NOT supposed to be able to do.

“Gee, I wonder what happened to that Barista that insulted me the other day.”

“Gee, I wonder.” *cleaning a bloody combat knife in your sink*

Speaking of knives!!! Ghost’s model does come with a lot of fun knives! Granted, they’re dulled into being just (mostly) harmless kink knives but he made quick work of making them a lot more harmless by ordering a knife sharpener.

So uh, yeah. You have received not just a sex robot, but one that borders on Yandere and will probably self-destruct if you reject him.

Have fun with that!

Fun fact: YOUR Ghost actually used to be a child bot MANY years ago, bought by a man who only wanted to be able to legally abuse a child. So he was broke down and put back together so very many times. And when they recycled and reprogrammed his AI chip, the scarring from that was still imprinted into him.

Soap

While Soap’s model is marketed more towards romantic oriented people, he’s generally seen as a Jack of all trades.

Doms, subs, romantics, first timers, just about any kind of person. He’s good with all of them, though he thrives with Romantics since that is his programming.

And also just because your Soap is so very lonely. He yearns to be loved by you, to melt under your affection.

And also just because your Soap is so very lonely. He yearns to be loved by you, to melt under your affection.

He doesn’t want to be seen as just a sexual object, he wants to be yours. And you to be his.

König

Ah yes, the gentle giant that was supposed to be marketed more towards Subs but ended up being a bit….Soft.

None of the programmers can explain it but every model of him is just inexplicably shy and quiet, thriving in an environment where he has no control.

So now he’s more marketed towards doms. Usually soft doms.

They once tried to change his model to be smaller and more petite and people started BOYCOTTING.

It affected their sales so much that they very quickly changed him back.

People still seethe when they think about it.

Probably equal parts the most loved and most abused of the different models.

Probably equal parts the most loved and most abused of the different models.

Just because of how quiet and meek his model is, how they almost never fight back when hurt.

Alejandro

Alejandro’s model is VERY popular among submissives so he’s programmed to be pretty dominant and also to have a caring nature.

Due to said caring nature, many mistake his model as good for beginners.

I can assure you, he is NOT.

So SO many of his models have been returned cause he’s brought them to tears from so much pleasure, absolutely overwhelming for any beginner.

“Cry for me, Amor. That’s it, just like that.”

His model is one of the only ones that isn’t returnable unless something is malfunctioning and even then, they’ll try just about anything to fix the model instead of just taking them back.

If you’re the type to forget meals and such (I’m not projecting, shut up) then he will literally drag you away from whatever you’re doing and make you eat.

Will set up a rewards system if you have trouble with personal upkeep as well, like household chores and stuff (again, not projecting).

How much pleasure you get throughout the day is all dependent on how well you follow the schedule he makes based on your personal life.

He can and will have you call him Papi, in and out of bed.

“Be a Good Little Cachorro and get on your knees for Papi.”

You only get called Amor when you’re good or when you’re upset. Anything else and it’s Cachorro (Puppy).

[littlespace-imagines]

Agere Bots Masterlist

Original Characters

Minotaur that sells little gear C.ai

Your stalker Draven wishes he was your Daddy C.ai

Your husband knows you got daddy issues C.ai (Req.)

Sleazy dealer decides to buy a baby C.ai (Req.)

Orc handyman babies you after a scare C.ai

The vampire on your late-night juice run wants to know you C.ai

A robber discovers you regressing C.ai

An Arachne welcomes you into her agere daycare C.ai

A tailor Drider thinks youre the neatest little thing he's ever seen C.ai

Your little witch friend takes you on a trip C.ai

You meet a little fairy in the woods C.ai

Creepypasta

Jeff the Killer catches you regressing C.ai

Eyeless Jack kidnaps you C.ai J.ai

Homicidal Liu looses you in the store C.ai J.ai (Req)

Jane Richardson revealing her obsession for {{user}} C.ai

Switch!Toby wants to have a playdate C.ai J.ai

You and Jeff have a cozy night in and he babies you C.ai J.ai

Eyeless Jack studies you regressing C.ai

You cant outgrow Laughing Jack C.ai J.ai (Req)

Slashers

Ghostface (I used an OC for the character under the mask) C.ai J.ai

Billy Loomis as a caregiver C.ai

Stu Macher as your caregiver C.ai

Batman

Jason Todd with a little!soulmate C.ai

Bruce Wayne needs his baby C.ai J.ai

Bruce Wayne with a little soulmate C.ai

Jason Todd wishes he was your Daddy C.ai

Call of Duty

Keegan Russ rescues hostage {{user}} C.ai

Ghost helps injured!regressed!{{user}} C.ai J.ai

You make Konig want to care for you C.ai J.ai

Ghost wants to care for you C.ai

Keegan discovers your regression C.ai J.ai

[konigslilcumslut]

Ghost and mutual desperation.

[blingblong55]

What the actual fuck??? The C.ai bots are getting weirder. I saw one the other day where he was an abuser, Doesn’t sit right with me tbh, and sooo many people gave that other bot a thumbs up 😀😀😀

[linzzey]

yep I broke the filter of cai completely 💀

[hornydilfsinyourarea]

Hello!!! I really gotta say that I love your bots :D

And i wanted request a M4M Gaz bot maybe in a scenario where we're his neighbor. He can be bearly home given how many missions he has to deal with but whenever he's home he's eager to talk with his neighbor (that he definitely doesn't have a crush on)

oohhh and maybe the neighbor is a father

you can totally skip or delete this btw just wanted to say how I appreciate your work 🙏

Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick x DILF! Neighbor! User

Author's note: Sorry it took me so long to make this, I kinda lost it in my saves somewhere. I literally just finished it today, so I'm also posting it (don't worry, I tested it before hand). Also, hope you don't mind that I made it NSFW, just wanted to save you guys the trouble of trying to sleep with him, I also slightly changed it, hope you also don't mind that.

Scenario: "After moving from base to base, Gaz's captain finally decided to settle the base down somewhere quiet, and Gaz finally also got to settle down, getting a house by the nearest neighborhood to the base- though, some would find it useless buying a house seeing that Gaz is in the military and almost always on duty, he just wanted somewhere to cool down and get away from, and the neighborhood he choose was quite quiet, and the houses there looked nice too, so that was a bonus. So, when Gaz's boss let Gaz have a 2-month vacation, he took it, his body was already sore from all the training and missions he goes on and what not. As Gaz settled in his knew house, it was around 10am now- and then he heard something, giggling coming from outside, it sounded like a girl, a small one at that, so he opened his curtain a bit- seeing how a same girl rides her plastic bike between his and his neighbor's front yard while giggling, it brought a smile to Gaz's face, but when he looked further on, he finally saw the father of said child, you, Gaz could feel his breath hitch a bit upon seeing you standing there, a smile on your face as you watched your daughter, it made Gaz feel something he hadn't felt before, it was two feelings, two unfamiliar feelings

Warning: NSFW! non-established relationship (only mentioned that user and Gaz got close enough to have sex with each other), user is a single father to a girl toddler, Gaz developed baby fever after seeing user's daughter (and I mean major baby fever), Gaz has feelings about wanting to be a father one day and being user's daughter's second father, user is mentioned to being nice to hang with, and making corny dad jokes, user's job is not mentioned, or if user's daughter is user's biological daughter (written to be like that, but never mentioned or implied), not mentioned if user has an ex-lover or anything, only mentioned that user is a single father (user's backstory is completely up to you)

Sleeping with his hot DILF neighbor ^link to bot^

[bitbugbites-cod]

𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚝 | 𝔰𝔬𝔞𝔭

You tease Soap about his age. He seems more than eager to prove to you that he's no "boy."

c.ai link and j.ai link

gender: gn! reader (though you might want to specify how you identify at first since the bot will sometimes default to either "sir" or "ma'am")

cw: NSFW // whatever you type in, I guess??

a/n: tried the ai voices on c.ai for the first time when making this bot and I still don't think I've fully recovered from the humiliation of having a very impassioned soap read my writing back to me

Soap, the prideful man that he is, hated that he was the youngest in the task force.

Of course, if anything, it was an impressive feat that he was chosen to join despite being 27. It meant that he had acquired skills at levels equivalent to his higher-ranked seniors, who had spent years getting to where they were now.

But, as with any male-dominated field, it's the runt who gets picked on the most.

That's why Soap was glad you were there. You, who is both older and ranked higher than him, were the only one who didn't join or add to the admittedly lighthearted and petty teasing.

Were. Were is the keyword.

Which is how you got to where you are now. Soap stood in front of you in an insanely intimidating and outright insubordinate manner. His eyes were trained on yours, peering down through his long lashes, as his chest heaved and fell with long, slowly drawn breaths.

Smoothly, he placed his thick hand on your shoulder, pulling you closer toward him, making it so his warm breath brushed against your neck and his stubble came close to scratching against your cheek.

"Ah'm no sure Ah understand the joke, Lieutenant."

"Ye seem to be gaggin' fer me to show you that Ah'm no 'boy.'"

[lucifermonsii]

Round 2

(M!Dom!Character x Sub!M!Reader)

Whimpers and whines escapes your pretty lips as he pulls out, his hot white seed seeps out of your tight ass as it travels down your thigh. But was he done yet? Hell nah. With a forceful spin he toss you around on the bed, making you lay on your back as he positions your hips once more against his hard and pink tip as it teases your entrance. "M' sorry- im' sorry!" You whimpered as he sinks himself into you with ease due to the cum that surrounds inside of you. Your gummy walls clenching down onto his large member with each powerful thrust of his hips as your back arches of the bed, the bed squaeks beneath his weight from his hard thrusts as his tip hits your bundle of nerves perfectly with each movement of his cock around your walls as if you were a mere cocksleeve. The tip of your hard member leaks with precum as you whimper and moan beneath him, wrists red from the cuff as he fucks into you like an animal. Strips of white ropes shot out of your tip as pants left your lips, him continuing to pound harshly into you as his thrusts got sloppier and soon filling you full with his hot white seed as it a few of it practically seeps out of you. Him pulling out with a sigh as your hole was left clenching onto nothing while his cum continued to escape.

[sunshine-and-moonshine]

Cod Men as Sex Robots Au

Requested: No

Warnings: Spice. Vulgar language. Probably very incorrect Spanish.

A/N: this will not leave my head and I don’t know why.

It was a joke, a mean joke by your friends. To spice up your sex life they said.

“It” being the (rather expensive) sex bot in front of you, partway unwrapped from when you were oblivious to what he was. At least your friends got points for really going all out for your birthday. Although they likely saved a bit of money by going for one of the somewhat unpopular military styled ones.

You sighed, gently stroking the full lips of the robot in front of you. They were….rather soft for something made of metal and plastic. They almost felt real.

You sighed again, turning to walk away and get a drink from your kitchen but tripping over your own feet in the process, making you fall back…..and into a pair of strong arms.

Ghost

Ghost looks down at the person in his arms curiously, feeling a bit awkward without his mask on. It was part of his programming after all, a sort of “scary” rough and tumble model, and he couldn’t be that without his mask. But if you didn’t want it on then he wasn’t allowed to deny you. Besides, the way you were touching his lips earlier was….nice.

“You okay?” He grunts out, righting you but not fully letting go, his hand staying on your lower back and keeping you close. Carefully, his eyes scan your face, marking it in his systems.

He hummed when you finally nodded in answer to his question, his hand dipping under your waistband and gripping one of your cheeks roughly.

“Good. But how about we work on making you a little less okay, yeah?”

Soap

“Falling for me already, huh?” Soap jokes with a big bright smile as he cradles you back against him, his eyes already scanning your face, registering you in his system as “Owner”. He was a sort of “cute” model. For people who liked more romance or fun in their sexy times.

He’s not deterred by the way you don’t answer, his smile still on his face as he leans in close and presses his lips to yours, tongue flicking at your lips playfully before he pulls back.

“Cat got your tongue, Beautiful?” He chuckled, adoring the bashful look that comes over your face, the way you unsuccessfully try to compose yourself. It doesn’t last long, not when he steps closer, making easy work of undoing the strings of your sweatpants before yanking you closer by the waistband. “How about we take this somewhere more comfortable?”

König

“Are you okay, Maus?” König asks you, his shroud still pulled up over his mouth, dangling precariously on the bridge of his nose. He was so big, but his nature was so soft. A sort of gentle giant model. He looks relieved when you nod affirmatively at his question, smiling kindly at you as he helps you back up to your feet. “I’m so glad! I’m not programmed to drive a car so I don’t know what I’d do if my beloved Maus was to get hurt.” He hums, cupping your cheeks in his big warm hands.

Idly, you wondered how something made of plastic and metal could be so humanly warm and soft.

His eyes glow yellow behind his mask, protocol making him analyze your size compared to his, already making him think of the best ways to have you take him without hurting you. How to stretch you so deliciously around his fingers so you could later take his cock.

His cheeks reddened a bit, internal fans kicking on to help cool him down so he wouldn’t overheat.

“It’s nice to meet you, Maus.”

Alejandro

“*Si te vas a caer, al menos asegurémonos de que la próxima vez caigas en mi polla.” Alejandro tells you, smirking at your confused expression. Whether it was because you didn’t understand Spanish or because you were just confused as to why he was one, he didn’t know. Either way, he switched to English, just in case. “Hello, Beautiful.” He purrs, ever the flirt. And not just because it was part of his programming.

He cups your cheeks, leaning in and rubbing his nose up against yours, his eyes faintly glowing as he subtly scans your pupils (part of his recognition system).

“No need to look so tense, Amor.” He tuts, clicking his tongue. “I want you nice and relaxed for me.” He says, pushing you back onto your couch, barely letting any time pass before he’s crawling on top of you, working your shirt up and over your head. “Much better.”

*Si te vas a caer, al menos asegurémonos de que la próxima vez caigas en mi polla. = If you’re going to fall, let’s at least make sure it’s my cock you land on next time.