#phcking sweetheart

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The Eden Club-Deleted Scene

So remember when I said the plot of The Eden Club changed 12 times?

Well it did, haha and I had to delete whole scenes I don't think will end up back in the story. So I decided y'all get the deleted scenes just for following me :3 here's one of them 😈

Tags: Convin, sex worker Connor post revolution, enemies to lovers to friends, bdsm elements, Dom Connor, Sub Gavin

The Eden Club-Convin deleted scene

“Please sir…” Gavin begs, he’s been on edge for hours, and his cock aches under the hard toe of Connor’s shoe. 

“No,” the android growls, and Gavin whines knowing it means he has to wait longer until he can get what he wants. 

“No?” he repeats, begging for guidance, “Please- Sir, tell me, tell me what you want…”

“Don't call me that.”

Gavin feels like he's losing his mind. His core is throbbing, begging, screaming for release. He hasn't been broken like this in so long his body has been crying out for it. And he’s close, so close, to getting it, he’s just not there yet. But he wants to be, he wants more than anything to be good. To follow instructions and be rewarded for it. He takes an unsteady breath, keeping his head lowered as he asks, 

“What do you want me to call you?”

Connor presses the rubbered end of the flogger under Gavin’s chin, helping him look up slowly until their eyes met. Gavin is frozen there, held in place by piercing, ordering eyes. His cock throbs again underfoot. 

“I want you to call me by my name.”

Gavin’s shoulders lower and he shudders, eyes slamming closed in submission as pleasure plummets through his body and his cock twitches hard under rough plastic. 

“Connor please, please, let me cum.”  

Connor hums, pleased in his throat and Gavin feels a tension in his chest he didn't know he was holding loosen. 

Connor was proud, he did good. 

“You don't deserve it,” Connor teases, but his voice is light when he says it. 

Gavin agrees. 

“I know.” 

“Are you sorry?” He asks, and Gavin’s never been more sorry for anything in his entire life. 

“Sorry it doesn't fix it…” he says, because sorry hasn’t ever fixed anything for him. Not really. 

“It does for me, so i'd appreciate it if you changed your attitude. If you want to cum still that is. If you’ve changed your mind though-” 

“NO!” Gavin’s eyes snap up to meet Connor’s, searching his for something, some hint he was lying, just waiting for the moment for Gavin to show his belly before he struck. But Gavin didn't find any of that there. Instead he found what might even be the stupid fucking android equivalent of a soul in those suddenly innocent looking eyes. 

Tears are blurring his vision before he can look another moment, and the words are spilling out of his mouth on instinct. “Connor, I'm so phcking sorry.”

He watches how the comment effects the android, how it bleeds into every circuit and brings a stupidly pleased smile to his face that is 100% Connor and not the killing machine Cyberlife intended him to be. 

“Thank you Gavin. I'm going to let you cum now, do you know why?”

He looks back at the android with watery eyes, 

“No, actually... You just said I don't deserve it…”

“You didn’t, originally. But I’ve changed my mind based on your good behavior. So answer me, sweetheart, why am I going to let you cum?” 

The soft pet name after such a long, degrading, painful session has his emotions welling up at the surface and spilling over. He knows he's going to need a good fucking cry after this. Like a break down and ugly cry kind of cry. The android has somehow managed to tap into a space Gavin didn't even know he was letting him access until now. 

“I don’t know…”

“Yes you do baby.”

Connor’s hand replaces the flogger under his chin and Gavin sniffles. 

“Because you are merciful?”

Connor smiles, pride radiating out of every synthetic pore. 

“Yes, I am. And why is that Gavin?” 

Breath hitches, tears streaming, hips aching against Connors shoe. He doesn’t know. He doesn't want to be wrong…

“Because I am proud of you.” Connor finishes before finally, finally removing his foot. The sound that tears its way free of Gavin’s throat is nothing short of feral. His orgasm takes over his entire body, his hips hump automatically into frictionless air, chasing pleasure as it shoots out his tip and coats his chest, neck, stomach, cock, and the floor. 

Connor could watch this on repeat forever, it invoked the same low burning stimulation that watching his first porn star did so many weeks ago. Gavin is completely overwhelmed with pleasure, an experience that seems rare in humans. He’s absolutely breathtaking to behold. He his body stops twitching, he tells Gavin that. 

“Shut the fuck up,” Gavin pants, chest still panting through the after shocks.

“What was that babe?” Connor teased, with just a hint of his previous Dom tone that he’s now learning Gavin responds to after sex as well.  

“I’m not beautiful.” he mutters, pushing his hair out of his eyes.  

“You are, And you can't see what I’m seeing so you don't speak for me. You’re absolutely gorgeous. I wish I could preserve the moment of your climax forever.”

Gavin’s face flushes bright red. 

“Can’t you already do that?”

“Yes.”

Gavin rolls his eyes.

“Yeah, yeah.”

“I wouldn’t lie to you Gavin.”

Yes he would, everyone always lies to you. No one wants you anymore Gavin. Why do you think you’re here?

Gavin shakes his head before the bad thoughts can get their hooks into his frontal lobe. 

“What the hell are you even talking about, yes you would, you have! And besides you don't need to blow smoke up my ass, we both already got off.”

“I’m not blowing smoke up your ass, I was simply attempting to transition into aftercare.”

That makes Gavin laugh. 

“Aftercare? What did Kamski make you read 50 Shades Of Grey?”

Connor took a minute to respond as he was probably googling what 50 shades of grey was, Gavin used the time to begin to locate his clothes. Oh, well after he got the feeling in his legs back. 

“No, I don't believe 50 shades of grey does a good enough job of describing BDSM elements and relationships as a whole. Nor does it show healthy examples of consent. While there are ‘contracts and labels’ in common, you are free to leave at any point. I would even give you your money back if you wanted. If you’re not enjoying something, I would expect you to tell me, and the same applies to me.” 

Gavin turns around and looks at Connor. Really looks at him. For a long fucking time. 

“Who the phck are you?”  

Connor smirks.  

“Detective Reed, My name is Connor, I’m an RK800 android prototype attempting to pass for human. How am I doing?”

“Frighteningly well.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment. Perhaps I can I get you that coffee now?”

“T-The coffee from 10 months ago??”

“11 months, two weeks, and 5 days. But, yes Detective, that one” Connor sasses.

Gavin hates the visible shiver it causes him. 

“Fine, phck it, sure, there a phcking food menu too?”

“Actually, yes.”

“Shit, this place really did get better…”

Connor is quiet for half a beat, before asking, 

“So you have been here before?”

“What? Yeah, of course I’ve been here, I'm human aren’t I?”

Connor pulls up the menu screen and adds Gavin’s coffee before opening the folder for food. 

“The first time you came here, and stayed with me, specifically, I asked you if you’ve had sex with an android, you said no.”

Gavin ignores him for the menu, which was over 30 pages long. What did they merge with Cheesecake factory?

“That wasn’t the question you asked.”

“Why are you deflecting Detective?”

Gavin’s eyes glance up from the menu screen, eyes narrowing suspiciously. He felt like he was being interrogated, but lightly? Almost like he was being teased, but also the man was genuinely curious. Fine, time to see how good his skills were. 

“I’m not deleflecting, it's not the same question!” He chuckles, adding a cheeseburger with all of the fixings, fries, and a chocolate milkshake.

Connor eyes the total calorie count worryingly before deciding to just allow it. 

“So, you haven’t had sex with an android?”

“Nope, just you. Lap dances don't count as sex.”

Connor flushes all the way up to his artificial hairline. 

“Oh. I see,” Connor chuckles, understanding the loophole now. 

“You're more than that, by the way.”

Connor looks at Gavin perplexed, attempting to understand what he could be referring to. 

“More than what?”

“Just an android. I mean, I don't think you shutting down on me would have freaked me out as much as it did, if I, didn’t believe I killed something. That there was something in there to kill. I know I’m an ass, but I’m not stupid. t’s not beyond my belief that technology finally got smart enough to create a perfect, indistinguishable, soulless mimic. But that's not what you are.”

Gavin can feel Connor's eyes on him, burning through his skin all the way down to his nerves. Not actually, but when he felt already scrubbed raw, Connor might as well have heat vision. He continues talking to distract from it. 

“Before the revolution, before, all of you woke up, or whatever, the androids, here especially, were different. Way different than you, and I felt that way before you deviated. You’ve always had, I don't know, something in there. Something deviant. I mean, you mouthed off to me on your first day! I’ve never had an android talk back to me, freaked me the phck out. Thought I was actually gonna get shot in the break room.”

Connor laughs at that. 

“I wouldn't have shot you. I didn't have a gun.”

Gavin finally shot him a look, and Connor’s stupid, pleased as shit fucking smile made his heart clench. Goddamn post sex hormones. Always turned him into a sap. 

“The new you is still a lot like the old you. Sassy and cocky as shit. But I can also clearly see Anderson’s bad influences mixed in there too.”

“Mm, yes, I have grown fond of the word ‘fuck,’ and sex.”

Gavin snorts. 

“Yeah babe, I know.” 

There was something else Gavin needs to say, and if he doesn't do it now, it might stay inside for another year. After everything Connor’s done for him, he deserves to know. “Hey, Connor?”

When Connor’s huge expressive eyes are on him his heart clenches. He needs to push through this. Connor’s worth it. “I was wrong. Before. You are alive, and I was pretty phcking stupid to think otherwise. So, I’m sorry about that. About how I treated you. All of it. Really.”

When Connor doesn’t immediately say anything, Gavin instantly worries he fucked up, again. Despite trying to do everything right. When he takes a closer look, he realizes he’s just been shocked silent. His mouth actually drops open after the out of character apology. At least until Gavin glares at it. He didn't like feeling mocked. 

Connor snaps his lips closed and his cheeks flushed pink. Connor was obviously thinking several things at once trying to figure out which is the right to ask first. It was making Gavin edgy to wait. 

“Will you just ask me whatever you’re frying your breadboard over-analyzing?”

Connor’s face scrunches together adorably, and Gavin hates how stupid hooked he was on Connor already. 

“Would, you consider dating me? Officially?”

Gavin obviously didn't expect that question because now his mouth drops open. Unfortunately for him that freed his tongue, which answers without his brain or hearts consent. 

“You, want to date me? Like more than just hook up?”

Connor nods immediately, pink still dusting his cheeks. 

It wasn't a good sign that he actually missed the blue right? That feels like a four-letter-word red flag warning. 

“Yes, and that's not my social relationships program speaking. I swear.”

Gavin looks at Connor for a moment before saying, 

“Yeah, I believe you.”

Connor closes the distance within a fraction of a second but once he was just a breath away, he took his time, looking Gavin in the eye and making his heart sputter and choke weakly like a winter-frozen engine. 

“You mean it,” Connor says finally, and Gavin bites his tongue before it can answer on reflex again. 

Instead he nods, and then Connor’s lips are on his, hard and bruising in a way that took his breath away. He hasn’t felt this plummeted by a kiss since his first kiss with Hank in 2029. He hates what this means for him, but he can’t get himself to pull away. 

Connor kisses differently than Hank, differently than random hook ups he meets at bars, than most people Gavin’s been with because Connor’s curious, genuine, and deliberate. Probably taking fucking notes in that big brain of his, studying him, studying how his body responds to each press and brush of lips. No one’s ever bothered to pay this much attention to him before and Gavin’s overwhelmed by how it makes him feel. Connor tastes like clean silicone, but he feels so much softer than that. Different enough from human skin for him to notice but not enough for him to want to stop.

They are startled apart by Gavin’s arrival of food and the older man actually growls out his disappointment. It causes the sweetest chuckle out of Connor.

“We can always kiss after. We can stay in here as long as you want.”

“Yeah, like I can afford to spend more than I’ve already spent here this week,” Gavin scoffs playfully, but in reality he was hiding his profuse disappointment. 

“I’m sorry for the ambiguity, I meant on the house. I take breaks between clients all the time.”

“Whoa, what? Seriously?”

Connor nods before pointing to his rapidly cooling meal. 

“Eat your food, and then you can ask me more questions.”

Gavin flushes, temporarily forgetting about his food for the conversation but now suddenly starving. 

After he ate three bites Connor continues. “I make my own schedule, Elijah doesn't take a cut of my tips. I can work the floor or in here whenever I want.”

“Sounds too good to be true, sure he's not playing you?”

Connor shrugs. 

“Not entirely, but so far he’s kept things professional, more or less.”

Gavin didn't like the way that statement made his skin feel. Or the way the name struck a familiar, unwelcome cord in both his heart, and his gut. 

“What's more or less?” He didn't really want to press, but he felt a duty to Connor, Hank, and his job to push. 

Connor appreciates his concern. 

“Everything has been mutually consensual Detective, he’s running a clean operation, in legal terms at least. Though I doubt this place would pass a health inspection.”

Gavin unfortunatly agreed with that statement. 

“Alright, well, good. You make sure to let us know if that changes. Hate to learn our ‘isolated incident’ was a pattern in front of our faces all along.”

“I’m very lucky to have two strong officers to protect me.”

Gavin barks his laughter, but it sounds genuine and not forced.

[raakxbecomedeviant]

(Teen!Gavin verse- heh) It was around 9pm at night- not the latest Gavin came home. But he didn't use his window per usual, instead he bashed down the door. Blood and tears falling down onto the floor. He was covered his face, as he stumbled up the steps, making out a soft sob every so often- "Raakx-!" His voice broke, as he made it up to his bedroom, going into the bathroom, making a bloody mess all over the bathroom sink, trying to grab the med kit- but his vision faded in and out.

The android was in the middle of preparing dinner when he saw Gavin come in. He immediately rushed after him and grabbed him, sitting him down on the toilet cover as he knelt and pulled his hands away to examine and run a scan of the injuries. “What happened, Gavin?”

[asset35-maya]

Nice Things

Inspired by this spectacular drawing of long-haired Nines by @marndraws

Gavin Reed never had nice things.

Every day was a fight for survival. He studied hard, worked hard and did everything he could to come out on top… but he never had nice things. If he did, they wouldn’t last.

Then the most beautiful creature to walk the planet entered his life.

A sheer scientific miracle. A combined feat of engineering and art. The most advanced android ever built… and the kindest soul the mean city of Detroit had ever seen.

Nines.

Gavin had no idea how to interact with the RK900 in the beginning. If it were any other new partner he’d have been his usual abrasive self, but there was something about the android that left him dumbstruck. No insults came to mind, so Gavin stuck to silent cooperation (and obedience, actually).

The RK900 model was designed to be aesthetically pleasing. There was no doubt about that, but it was how the android carried himself that took things to another level entirely. Poise, elegance and flair touched everything that he said and did.

It extended to the way he transformed his appearance after deviancy. Nines shed his Cyberlife uniform with the harsh turtleneck and stiff jacket in favour of softer, more delicate garments. He still stuck to dark colours, but his clothes were all loose and flowing. He dressed more like an interior decorator than a homicide detective (and it honestly served him well).

Gavin often had to tear his gaze away from the refined fabrics and unconventional styles that Nines wore. Gavin never had nice things… but he certainly had an eye for them.

And then there was Nines’ hair…

When Gavin had first seen the change from the default appearance settings, he had to leave the station, find a quiet alley and focus on bringing his breathing back to normal.

Nines… for some unknown, wild, spectacular, unprecedented, utterly amazing reason… had decided to lengthen his hair and let it hang loose around his shoulders.

The dark tresses were as expressive as the android himself. They danced when he laughed. They whipped the air when he animatedly told a story with his steel blue eyes flashing. They shone in every damn light.

Gavin couldn’t help but stare. He never had nice things… but he was drawn to them.

Not a day went by that he didn’t want to reach out and tuck the fine strands behind Nines’ ear, but he held back from giving in to such insanity.

Nines didn’t hold himself back though.

For all the times Gavin had been looking, so had he. He made his move in the middle of a very boozy Christmas party at the DPD. It didn’t take much of an effort. They left the party together on the flimsy pretext of Nines showing Gavin his Christmas lights at home… and promptly fell into bed together.

Gavin had never had nice things… but he knew exactly what he wanted, and when they were presented to him on a silver platter, he knew how to take them.

Nines’ hair was as soft as he imagined and even silkier than he dreamed. He couldn’t stop running his fingers through the lifelike synthetic fibres and Nines couldn’t seem to get enough of his touch either.

Bliss.

On the third anniversary of the Christmas party, the pair found themselves in very much the same position, only that they didn’t actually make it to the mindless office event this time. The day started and ended in bed.

Fairy lights glittered and tastefully-chosen tinsel framed the snow-laden windows of their loft apartment. The large Christmas tree emanated a warm glow that reached even the bedroom where they lay tangled in the sheets.

Nines was draped over Gavin’s chest, his fingers skimming idly across the warm skin.

“Sweetheart…”

“Nines.”

Gavin’s wary tone of voice made the android laugh. A velvet sound that the human would follow to the ends of the earth.

“What’s the thing you love most about me?”

Gavin exhaled loudly, hugging Nines closer.

“Baby, you know I ain’t good at words and shit.”

“I’m not asking you to write me a poem. Just tell me what you love most about me.”

He sighed and stared at the ceiling.

“Is this a test?”

“I don’t have to test you. I know everything there is to know about you. I can read you like a book even with my analysis software turned off.”

“Uh huh. Then why the inquisition?”

“Because validation is nice.”

Gavin snorted and carded his fingers though Nines’ gorgeous hair.

“Guess I can start by applauding your honesty.”

Nines hummed, rubbing slow circles into Gavin’s pec with his thumb. A few minutes went by and Gavin began to drift off to sleep.

“So what’s more attractive to you? My personality or my looks?”

Gavin’s eyes snapped open in alarm.

“What the ph-”

“There’s no right or wrong answer. Just tell me.”

Nines propped himself up on his elbows and peered into Gavin’s face. It was truly a magnificent sight. Two piercing blue eyes… plush lips curling into a smirk… a cyan LED… and a perfectly arched eyebrow. A pale, angular face… framed by sweeping curtains of dark, glossy hair.

Gavin gulped.

“I can’t choose. You’re the total package.”

“Cop out.”

“Pfffft. You tell me then. What do you like better? My mug or my sharp wit? Hah. Betcha can’t answer that for all the complex calculations your supercomputer brain can do.”

Nines tossed his hair over his shoulder and elevated himself further, pressing his forearms onto Gavin. His fixation with the human’s muscular chest was no secret.

“I can.”

“Huh.”

“You hardly said anything when we first met so I had nothing to go off for your personality-”

“Maybe I was mysterious and aloof and ya just couldn’t resist.”

“No, I actually thought you were kind of slow. All your medals and service awards didn’t make any sense to me.”

“Wowww.”

“So it had to be your body. Why else would anyone keep you around?”

“Is that why you stuck around too?”

“Maybe.”

“You little-”

Gavin reversed their positions on the bed, flipping Nines onto his back and curling huge biceps around his lithe body. Nines tipped his head back to allow Gavin to drag his teeth across his throat and latch onto his collarbone. Some moments passed like that until Nines regained control by hooking a leg over the human’s waist to slow him down.

“Fine. I confess. It was the leather jacket.”

“Seriously?”

Nines dug his heel into Gavin’s coccyx.

“It was everything about your appearance that you had control over… or weren’t born with at least. For instance, your face is conventionally attractive, but it’s all the lines and scars and little things that made me wonder what kind of a life you’d lived… what you might have gone through... how you came out stronger. And yes, your body is a temple, but it’s the work you put into it that I admire. You know how to take care of yourself and that’s…”

“Hot?”

“Hot.”

Nines accepted a rather sloppy kiss with grace. He rubbed his hands up and down his partner’s back.

“So. Tell me. What was it for you? What is it for you?”

Gavin’s right hand subconsciously found its way into Nines’ long hair and caressed his scalp. He sighed into the crook of Nines’ neck and took in the familiar scent that was neither entirely human nor entirely artificial. Everyone expected androids to smell like a new car but the fact was that each of them had their own unique smell. It was impossible to describe in words, but it was one of the many many things Gavin loved about Nines.

“Babe, I think you’re asking a shit ton of questions, but none of them are what you actually wanna ask.”

“Say more.”

“Gavin, do you love me because I look like a Greek god or is it because I’m smart as phck? Gavin, what did you notice first about my sexy android ass? Does the same thing get you off today, or is it something else?

I think… there’s something you already know… or something you think you know… and you’re just trying to get me to say it and dig myself into a giant hole.”

Nines didn’t respond but his LED did. Gavin chuckled and pressed his lips to the spinning yellow light.

“Called it.”

Nines rolled his eyes.

“It’s my hair, isn’t it?”

“Huh?”

“Admit it, you’re obsessed with my hair.”

“And you’re obsessed with my tits. We take turns objectifying each other. First sign of a healthy relationship.”

The android’s sharp nose scrunched up at a particular word and Gavin closed his eyes in resignation. Despite his best efforts he’d walked right into the trap.

“Dammit, babe, I didn’t mean it like that. I would never ever see you as an object-”

“My, my… we’re lying here two years to the day we became…”

“A thing.”

“Yes. And here I am reminiscing about what made you even look at me in the first place… and it turns out the credit goes more to Cyberlife than it does to me.”

Gavin groaned while his lover’s tinkling laughter rang out. He had to think fast if he had to turn the tables.

“So I’m that slow?”

Nines looked back at him, confused.

“You just dragged MY instincts. Like I’m dumb enough to fall for a program written by some geeky little code nerd. Like it was all totally predetermined and I didn’t see you tease and flirt and practically fall over yourself trying to get my attention for months. Huh?”

Gavin tightened his grip and gave his partner an affirmative shake.

“All those outfits and nail colours and pointy shoes and sparkly, shiny things. You saw me looking and you just kept stepping it up.��

He grasped Nines’ jaw and kissed him firmly.

“And your hair, baby… yeah, some genius worked on the tech at some point… but they didn’t tell you how to wear it. They didn’t tell you about the length or cut or angle. They didn’t tell you to walk around looking like a phcking prince. They didn’t tell you to roll the car windows down on the highway so your hair could fly in my face and drive me phcking crazy…”

Gavin thrust his fingers into the dark locks and pulled the android back in for a series of open-mouthed kisses and tantalising swipes of his tongue. Nines started to reciprocate physically, but Gavin swatted his hands away, not wanting to let things go further without making it clear who had gained the upper hand in their ridiculous game. He broke away panting.

“I love you. Don’t ask me why because there isn't one single reason. And I phcking love your hair. Not just ’cause it’s pretty but ’cause you’re the only motherphcker in that precinct who’d show up to the gristliest of crime scenes looking like a runway model.”

They stared at each other. Nines’ LED flickered.

“I… wow, sweetheart… okayyy… I… love you too.”

A moment of silence passed and Gavin rounded things off with his classic double wink.

“You’re welcome.”

Nines smiled, accepting defeat. He reached up and carefully rearranged his hair, letting it fan out on the pillow. Unable to keep the smile off his face, Gavin dipped his head down and returned his lips to Nines’, kissing him under the covers until his LED spun bright blue.

Gavin Reed never had nice things… until he learnt how to take good care of them.

//

Part 2: Red Dress

[eeriefeelingsat3amuwu]

Once more about my oc’s

Alrighty, I’ve got two more oc’s, this time in a fantasy setting. Already wrote this post once, but Tumblr swallowed it whole so here it is again. So, my two sweethearts are in a relationship, but I would like to write about it’s development. It’s on the theme of ‘x times they almost kissed and the one time that they did’ but instead it’s ‘twelve times he left and the one he stayed’. So, here’s the deal: you choose what I’m going to write. I’ll give you options and if you’re interested just DM me or reblog this post with your thing. If you don’t want to do either of those reply to this post, but please mention me so I find it (I reblog a lot of stuff so it’s hard to find my posts). Here’s your summary from which you can choose what you’d like to hear more about:

Characters: Julian Adrest - thief, outlaw, murderer, he has a death sentence in five of the seven provinces of Gerazia, part time pirate, caring, careful, loud, very open about his feelings, funny, self-absorbed, very self consious(don’t ask me how he does it, he wants to punish himself for every little mistake yet likes to think that he makes no mistakes) + Tenzin Stale - a magician (they prefer the term witch), misterious, calm, quiet, prefer to be alone(yet they love Julian’s company), caring, sweet, protective, they can and will beat your ass if you try to hurt them or anyone inoccent, they are a top

Setting: Gerazia (I wouldn’t recommend asking me to write more about this unless you want to read a post about a fictional world that is infused with my outlook on the real world and like five pages in ms word about it’s political situation)

If you’d like me to elaborate on the characters, to write them in a specific situation, or to write out their backstories then you’ve got it. The only thing I won’t be writing is smut, sorry but no.

Story: 

First meeting - in a city, marketplace, autumn, Tenzin is in trouble, Julian saves them

Second meeting - mountains, winter, Julian has some debts, Tenzin rescues him, tavern, they learn each other’s names

Third meeting - sea, a ship, summer, Julian attacks a ship with a group of pirates, finds out Tenzin is on board, saves them, they talk

Fourth meeting - another city, still summer, Tenzin saves Julian from a guard who recognized him, they laugh about it over a drink

Fifth meeting - a lot of places, autumn to winter, Tenzin needs someone to go with them on a journey to look for a few magical artifacts and books, goes to a nearby city, finds Julian there and asks him, he agrees, they spend few months together

Sixth meeting - tavern near a sea, spring, Julian gets drunk and Tenzin meets him, needs to take care of him so that he isn’t caught (drunk flirting 😉)

Seventh meeting - the forest, end of winter, they haven’t seen each other for almost the whole year, they get kinda scared and anxious and it just grows every day, they set out to find each other, they meet, go into Tenzin’s hut in a forest, they kiss and sleep together, Julian leaves in the morning without saying goodbye (because he’s an idiot)

Eight meeting - a city, spring, Tenzin breaks Julian out of jail, they spend a few days together in a different city, but after another night spent together Julian leaves once more

Ninth meeting - summer, they both go on an adventure to a beautiful cave, Julian because he’s broke, Tenzin because he needs some sort of ingredient for a needed medication, they meet and, charmed by the beauty of the cave, they have a little romance, Julian once again leaves and Tenzin is more and more dissapointed

Tenth meeting - end of summer, begining of autumn, Tenzin is picking some soon-autumn herbs for their brew and Julian finds them there because he came to his old friend for some herbs against sea sickness (since he gets it even after all the years he spent on sea), they talk for a while, drink some hot tea in Julian’s friend’s hut, eat pie, kiss a few, Julian needs to leave onto the sea

Eleventh meeting - autumn, they once more meet on sea, Tenzin needs a lift and Julian and his friends are just docked in the exact port, they give Tenzin a lift, Julian and them sleep together quite a few times, Tenzin is almost certain that he’s gonna stay this time, but when they try to ask him about it he chickens out and leaves, breaking Tenzin’s heart for good

Twelfth meeting - they meet in a port tavern, Julian tries to talk to them and crack a few jokes, but they just return pleasantries and forced-looking smiles, maybe some small talk and when they say that they have to go, he tries to stop them or ask whether he could go with them, but they just let him escort them to the port where they give him one last kiss, a dance and they leave on an early/late boat which dissappears into the mist

And the one he stayed - winter, spring, summer, autumn, winter, spring; Tenzin was absolutely heartbroken when Julian left them the last time, so they hide. They don’t want to be found and set out a lot of charms around them. Julian thinks nothing about it, but he was kinda unsettled when he saw them leave. After a few moths he realizes he misses them, but  he doesn’t look for them yet. After like, two more months of not meeting them anywhere, he gets really worried and spends the rest of the time looking for them. But they don’t want to be found and even when they see him, they make sure that they aren’t seen. One night they see Julian in the city somowhere and they leave and go to the forest where their hut is, but they get attacked and badly injured. Julian feels something tugging at him and so he goes to the forest and sees them on the forest floor, bleeding. He takes them to their hut and cares for the wound, when they wake up, angst insues. BUT I SWEAR IT HAS A HAPPY ENDING, THEY GET TOGETHER I SWEAR!

So, again, you’re the ones that pick which of these I’ll be writing. I know I’ll totaly be doing the last one, but if you want to read one or multiple of the others or you find the characters interesting and want me to write them in a specific situation, I’ll do that as well. Just no smut. Not here. Ask for some dbh smut. (Or you could read my dbh fanfic on wattpad it’s called phcking android and my account is Akme Celam and I swear I’ll update it one day) If neither of these is your cup of tea, I’ll write Sander Sides fanfics on this account. Anyways, hope you’ll enjoy this. Byeeee

tagging: @definietlynotsatan @exhaustedauthor @nyamafriend @detroit-become-snail @bewaretheidesofmarchyall @a-fandom-trashdump @aceawkwardunicorn 

[fandom-necromancer]

The right Choice

This was prompted by an awesome anon! Enjoy!

Fandom: Detroit become human | Ship: Reed900 [Part 1]

‘And? How are the preparations coming along?’, Nines asked, leaning at the entrance of the breakroom as his brother rummaged through the cupboards trying to find the hidden decaf package. ‘Urgh, don’t ask me. I didn’t know it was so much work to plan a wedding.’ Nines smiled and casually opened one of the doors to show Connor what he was searching for. ‘At least we finally have a date set. You are coming, right?’ ‘Of course’, Nines answered. ‘Why shouldn’t I?’ ‘Oh, just… Would you mind leaving Gavin at home? It’s our wedding and you know how he can be… Please?’ Nines clenched his jaw. ‘Well, that you should rather ask the man himself. It’s ridiculous you can’t get over your damn argument. What was it again? A coffee?’ ‘It was a gun to my head, for god’s sake! And despite that it is his shitty attitude. I just don’t want him there when it’s such a special day. If you want we can have a… family dinner later, but…’ ‘I will talk with him about it. But let me tell you one thing, Connor, this won’t better your relationship.’

Nines walked back to his desk to continue with his work. He decided to talk with Gavin in private at home, so there was no chance of them starting a fight. ‘Hey, Gavin, Connor is planning his wedding’, He began, as he was finished doing the dishes and Gavin sat at the table thumbing at a tablet. ‘Okay?’, Gavin said, looking up and waiting for him to continue. ‘I am invited.’ ‘Obviously, you are brothers.’ ‘He asked me to… he doesn’t want you there.’

Gavin sighed, putting the tablet down. ‘Thank phck.’ ‘What?’ ‘Excuse me, darling, but I’m not that keen on going to the pricks wedding. I would have gone with you, if you wanted it, but it’s just… awkward.’ ‘And here I was ready to start a fight with Connor over this’, Nines sighed and sat next to him at the table. ‘Aw, hey. That would be sweet of you, but really. Go and have a fancy wedding party. I’m fine staying at home for some movie night with Tina. I will think of something. Just… You know it’s not my thing to play pretend.’ ‘Okay. I’m still angry with him that he excludes you on this, but if it’s mutual there is nothing I can do.’ Gavin leaned forwards, taking his hand. ‘Hey. I’m sorry this whole family thing isn’t as perfect as you’d like it to be. I… Okay, listen close cause this is commitment: I will try to better my relationship with your brother, deal? I will… I don’t know. I guess apologize? But that won’t happen tomorrow, so you have fun at your brother’s wedding. Embarrass him a bit for me, then I’m fine.’ ‘Okay.’

At that time Gavin didn’t know yet this whole wedding thing would blow up this large. Nines was often gone, helping Connor shopping or deciding on what colours to pick. Gavin frankly was bored by now, cleaning, cuddling with his cat or watching TV. But there was only so much to do until he ended up sprawled out on the sofa, waiting for Nines to return. It may have been one of the few occasions, he actually was glad he got a phone call. ‘Reed?’ ‘Oh, Chloe! How are you? Hell, that’s ages now we talked…’ ‘Yeah, sorry, you know I’m bad with staying in contact.’ ‘A wedding? You too? Hmm? Nah, nevermind, just a… colleague. Maybe it’s just the season for it.’ ‘Will I come? Hey, of course! Free food!’ He laughed as the woman on the other side began scolding him. ‘Hey, hey, calm down. Sure, I will come. Just send me the address, I will be there.’

-

Connor was more than just anxious. This would seal it and he wanted everything to be perfect. Chloe was getting dressed as she wanted to follow the ridiculous human tradition of surprising him with her dress. As if Connor wouldn’t be smitten no matter what she wore. He tried to calm his nerves by talking with the guests and welcoming them. A few groups had formed, his co-workers from the precinct talking to each other. Then there were the people Chloe had invited, mostly contacts from Cyberlife she made friends with. Elijah stood with them too. And at last there were the people from former Jericho. He spotted his brother standing with the police fraction. As soon as Nines saw him too, he excused himself and came towards him. With a honest smile the other RK hugged him. ‘I’m so happy for you Connor. Are you nervous?’ ‘You have no idea, brother.’ ‘It will be perfect. There is no need to be nervous.’ ‘I know, but I still am.’ ‘And there are still people who think of us as logical machines’, Nines joked. ‘Heh, yeah…’ Connor let his eyes wander and suddenly froze.

‘Nines! You told me you talked to him!’ ‘What are you talking about?’, the android asked clueless at the suddenly accusing words. ‘Gavin! Why the hell is he here?’ Nines followed his eyes and yes, there was Gavin. He just came out of the small building Chloe had went into to get dressed. He had been laughing with some of Chloe’s friends until he froze similarly to Connor. ‘Shit…’

‘I didn’t bring him, Connor, I swear’, Nines tried to keep the android from whatever he was planning. ‘Gavin said he had no interest in attending your wedding!’ But the older unit was already hurrying over and Nines decided to follow short. ‘Reed! What are you doing here?’, Connor shouted. ‘Connor? No way she marries a prick like you!’, Gavin began simultaneously. Nines could just watch. ‘What do you mean, she?’, Connor then asked, caught off guard. ‘Chloe! She invited me to her wedding, I didn’t know it was the same phcking wedding Nines told me you wanted me not to be at!’ ‘Wait’, Nines interrupted, hoping to deescalate the situation. ‘Where do you know Chloe from?’ ‘Because of Eli, idiot’, Gavin chuckled. ‘She was his assistant and companion for so long, why shouldn’t I know her?’ ‘Eli as in… Elijah Kamski?’, Connor asked. ‘For scanners on legs you sure don’t know much, huh? He’s my brother? Well, half-brother technically, but-‘ ‘You can’t be serious!’, Nines whispered in surprise. ‘Hey we can’t all get the genius genes, okay? Ask him, if you want. But I think it is more important for you to get ready’, Gavin told Connor. ‘Your future wife is nearly finished and if you don’t make this day perfect for her, I will kick your ass at your own wedding, tin-can.’

That made Connor recoil and look at his watch. ‘Shit…’ He looked towards the other guests, then back to Gavin, who sighed. ‘Listen, Connor. I am still here to start a fight with later. But I think we can push our differences aside for a day, can’t we?’ Reluctantly the android nodded. ‘For a day…’

-

Half an hour later, Nines stood in front of a small podium, watching Chloe come up to him lead by Elijah. She was beautiful. And the baby-blue dress just added even more to it. It was the happiest Connor had been by far in his life. Still, as they stood next to each other and listened to the wedding speech, he couldn’t help but send a short question over their interface. >Did you invite Gavin? Chloe looked at him in surprise, but then she smiled. >Ah, I forgot you two work together. Yes, he is Eli’s brother. A real sweetheart once you know him. Connor couldn’t help but lift his brows in despair. Sweetheart? Gavin? He shook his head. Well, this was his wedding. He really shouldn’t think of his brother’s unfortunate choice in partners. He just had to come to terms he would have to get to know the man after all. But if that was the prize for marrying Chloe, then it was an easy decision for Connor.

‘I do.’

[angel-scythe]

Sheet of ice : Chapter 2

Hi everybody!!

Here’s the second chapter of my HankGav and I hope you’ll have great time reading it!

As you know, you can smash my door there |  °| or keep reading!

 Sat on his sofa, Gavin his head on Tina’s breast as he was checking his case on his phone. The lady did the same but on her laptop. They were working since five hours except the moment were Tina left to make some cookies to Gavin. Double chocolate. And he needed a break to take a shower. He put more comfortable clothes then because the jeans gave to him a really nice ass but it was rubbing too much. Now, he was in dark blue sweatpants. Biting in a cookie, he looked the information. Who could be that guy, or girl, killing again and again. If he looked everything, it seemed, he killed people in East English Village. Looking the testimony, the houses attacked, and the hours, maybe, he could find out who it was.

He looked toward Tina’s laptop and saw she was on other case. It was a group of people pillaging big store. They had almost every name and knew how they acted. Next time, they’ll catch them while the next vandalism’s act. But she needed to prepare the operation.

Gavin came back to his own case and sighed, sliding the screen to check the evidence, the images of the murderer. It looked like a woman but he needed to check it a little bit more.

“Do you want me to do pasta? And then, a warm bath with bubbles?”

“Thank you, Tina.”

She caressed his hair.

“I’ll take care of that.” She put a kiss on his hair with softness.

She liked the fact that Gavin didn’t want her. She liked the fact she could take care of someone, be useful for them and just softly cuddle. She didn’t need more.

“Do you want something special.”

“Just what you want, Tina.” He moved a little bit and she got up, caressing his hair again. He looked her as she moved in the room.

Gavin went back to his case, looking the evidence. He watched toward her laptop and frowned.

“Can I look your case?”

“Yes, sweetheart. How you’re doing with yours?”

“Well. Still don’t have any clue who it is but I’ll figured it out. And for you…” He looked at the laptop, moving the page to see the information. He already saw few things about it since they worked while cuddling. “You forget something.”

“What?”

“You never write who took care of the extraction. They look to change the action of every member of the crew but the extraction?”

“We don’t have him,” she said from the kitchen.

“Why you won’t do the operation in two times? First you need to discover the guy who takes care of the extraction. It’s probably not an easy way if it’s always the same guy.”

“Probably. I’ll look that when you’ll be in the bath. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. You wanna to look up my case?”

“I will!”

Gavin smiled a bit. As the laptop was on the floor, he laid on the sofa and pressed his face in the pillows to smell the alpha’s perfume. It calmed him.

“Do you need something? Medicine? Anything?”

Gavin closed his eyes.

“You’re perfect, Tina,” he replied. “Love you.”

“I love you too, sweetheart.”

He smelled a little more the sofa and could hear the sound of fire licking the cooking pot, boiling the water. It made a soft sound against the droplet in the outside of metal…

And then, he heard the bell rang.

“I take care of that,” Tina said.

She went in the living room, caressing his hair as she passed near him. It was probably an other resident needing something, sugar or anything.

She could have let him open the door but she wanted to do it however because when the man was on heat, she started to act in a more protectively way. Gavin lived in a building especially made for Omegas, it was a sure place. Even in heat’s time. But it already happened that Alphas came here and accident could arrive. After all… she was an Alpha and there.

She opened the door and Gavin rose up immediately, smelling the Alpha’s perfume. It was so strong. It was full of power and it made him mad of lust. The scent came in his body and took him fiercely.

“Lieutenant Anderson?”

“Tina…”

She bit her lips.

“Gavin’s there? He’s in security?

“Yes.” She looked toward his friends then the Lieutenant again. “Why are you there?”

“You know why I’m there, Tina.”

She opened her mouth and then sighed.

“He wants to see you. I’ll just… turn off the fire. And then… leave.” She turned around and went to the kitchen.

Gavin moved slightly in the sofa. Hank entered in the room and looked him. He went toward him and sat near him, his heavy body so close to his. Reed went closer to him, his lips almost touching his and Hank groaned against his lips.

However, Tina moved in the room to leave, didn’t want to disturb them.

“Tina…”

“What?” Hank said, bitter.

“Tina!” Gavin pushed Hank and got up, running to the lady.

“It’s okay, sweetheart. It’s what you want,” she said softly, caressing her hair.

Hank got up too and walked toward them. He put his hand on Gavin shoulder and his arm around his waist, looking Tina. But she ignored him. Even Gavin seemed to ignore him. Well… he could feel him slightly move.

“I’ll come back later if you need it,” she added. Then she looked Hank. “I hope I won’t need to.”

“He’s not yours, Tina,” Hank replied harshly.

“And you don’t deserve him.”

“Leave.”

“Shut the phck up, Hank,” Gavin replied.

He took Tina’s hands.

“Do you have everything?”

Hank tightened his arm around Gavin and started to kiss the Detective’s jaw.

“I have. Don’t worry. If needed, I’ll call you.”

“I’ll reply.”

She laughed as Hank’s hand went down on his chest to come on the tight.

“Don’t feel obligated to. You’ll be busy.” She winked and then took some pace backward.

“I love you,” he said.

“Me too, sweetheart.”

Hank closed firmly the door with a big bang then pushed Gavin against it, biting and kissing his flesh. The other man couldn’t help but press his lower parts against Hank already aroused. He moaned and pressed his forehead against the door.

Gavin felt the pressure and moved his face to let Hank kiss his cheek, his jaw, a bit of his neck… The strong alphaly smell already took him, bonded with his own smell and the melting perfume made him mad with lust. However, he pushed him a bit as he felt the movement against him.

“Too drunk to phck?” he teased as he moved back.

He rose his hands and passed them around his neck, touching a tiny mechanism in the necklace. The leather band fall in the floor and Hank came near him.

“Shut up,” he said before kissing his neck.

He pushed him to the sofa but missed it and Gavin groaned as he fell on the floor.

“You stench booze,” he protested as Hank sat on his waist to kiss the flesh.

Soon the tongue went out and licked the tiny scars in a kind oval shape.

“Do I?” the Lieutenant said as he kissed the mark.

Gavin closed his eyes, moving his hips.

“Pl… Please,” he said, a bit bitter to yield like that.

But he felt the bite, right in the mark and his body shivered because it was so good, and he needed it so much. He didn’t felt the bond since so long. One year? One year and half? He felt like his body could have an orgasm just with that.

He felt a liquid slide along his throat but didn’t care and opened his legs just a bit to invite Hank. He needed to feel the connection in each part of him.

Gavin straightened a bit and kissed Hank. Whom replied with envy and unfastened the belt quickly. As soon as the lips left Gavin’s one, they came to kiss the wounded throat. However, then, he didn’t bother to took off the sweatshirt, only rose up a bit to discover the chest he used to know, the scars he knew by heart. He touched them with softness, with desire and would come back to the neck as often. Licking, biting, kissing.

Dazed, the Detective didn’t move. He just stayed there. He looked every move Hank made. He let him use his body and liked each contact. He just reached to his cheek, caressing softly where Hank was about to kiss him. And the kiss didn’t come. He saw the lust in the Lieutenant’s eyes. He closed his eyes and turned around, moving just enough his pelvis and let Hank took off his pants until they are at his knees. He closed his eyes as the first tiny pain came on him.

He waited for it since so many time…

 November 17th 2038

 Out of breath, Hank straightened up and searched for his clothes. He threw them somewhere in the evening of the first day. Gavin didn’t bothered and just took the cover of his bed to turn them around him. At least, they had moved a bit and he could remember the time he made food for him while they cuddling and kissing. They stayed naked or just with underwear because they didn’t need more, just to feel the other as much as possible.

In fact, if Gavin rolled in the covers instead of just staying like that or put an underwear, it was because he already feel the emptiness overwhelming him. A part of him hoped to keep the man near him if he saw the pain curling up in his guts.

“Do you have anything to drink?”

“You mean ‘do I have anything to help me ending up drunk?’? No, sorry. Don’t have that crape there but if ya wanna, you can just leave and take some shit. There is convenience store, at the end of the street.”

“You piss me off, Gavin.”

“Nice. You phcking piss me off!”

Hank hissed and left the room to go in the kitchen. Gavin could hear him and he got up, went to his wardrobe, put on a boxer and rejoined him.

“I don’t have phcking booze!”

“If you want my opinion, big mistake.” He looked if he couldn’t find something with a bit of alcohol inside.

When he was busy to have sex, the Omega perfume was acting like every drugs in the world at once. He needed nothing as long as he could share something powerful with him or being with him, make him happy…

“I don’t care about your phcking opinion, Hank! Just get the phck outta my apartment!”

“I don’t know why I’m even surprise it was your plan. You’re a slut.”

“Yeah. If only you knew the number of people who had phck with m…” A painful moan let out of Gavin’s lips as Hank pushed him fiercely against the refrigerator. Anger and hate were in his eyes as her hands were in his shoulders, squeezing so much Gavin felt pain… “Are you doing this because I’m yours and you protect what’s belonged to you or because, somewhere, you still love me?” Gavin asked, looking him right in the eyes.

[sunwarmed-ash]

For my patient babies 😘👀💙

The Eden Club smutty preview 😘🔞😈

The glass door to Connor’s room opens as soon as Gavin gets within walking distance and slaps closed when he steps out of range. Inside the soundproof room he’s instanty assaulted with the pronographic sounds of their roboboyfriend, still being broken again and again over Hank’s cock. 

“Gavin! Gavin please,” Connor begs, eyes immediately finding his and pleading for mercy. Hank’s got him good and worked up, and it was a hell of a view. Hank’s grunts as he surely tries to hold himself from unloading into that tight, slick ass. Gavin understands, its phcking nirvana. 

“Yeah baby?” he coos and Connor looks so thoroughly fucked out it makes his cock ache. 

“pleasepleasepleasecanIcum?” he sobs out, all one word, and grabs onto anything he can reach as Hank’s thrusts just don't stop. Hank’s dick is probably more than Connor’s body was ever designed to take and that’s so phcking hot to think about.    

“Not yet baby. Let me get over there.”

Connor sobs as another denied orgasm leaves his body twitching and Hank groans as Connor’s channel tightens around him. 

“So good Con,” Hank praises and Gavin watches the android phcking beam. 

Gavin makes quick work of tearing off his own clothes before wrapping his hand around Connor’s lube-slicked, silicone cock. 

“Ready baby?” Gavin asks.

“Pl-eas-ee,” Connor begs, before his eyes open and catches the matching bars through Gavin’s nipples. His pupils dilate. Gavin wishes more than anything he could take a picture. It was a hell of a life accomplishment. ‘The moment he rendered the most advanced android speechless.’   

“Like em?” He chuckles. 

Connor nods and Hank finally looks over his shoulder to see what Con was referring to. 

“When the hell did you get those?”

“Couple years ago,” Gavin shrugs, pumping his hand up and down Connor’s slicked up cock. “I don’t always wear ‘em though. They phcking hurt under Kevlar.” 

“Fair ‘nough,” Hank chuckles.

“Pleaseee, come on,” Connor whimpers and their attention goes right back to Connor. 

“Go ahead Sweetheart, you’ve been so fucking good,” Hank agrees and that’s it. 

Connor’s body twitches hard, and his voice comes out pure static. Gavin for a moment is worried he’s going to shut down again, but his eyes flutter close and his face looks pinched as the hardest parts of his orgasm wash over him. 

“Thankyouthankyouthankyou'' Connor sobs on repeat, still thrusting up into Gavin's tight fist as his continuous orgasm coats both their bodies. It leaves them sticky and messy and,

“Fucking beautiful,” Hank growls.

“He really is.” Gavin can’t help but agree. 

“Pl-ease,” Connor continues to beg. Even as his body trembles as it attempts to recenter itself. 

Check back sunday night for the full chapter!

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Okay I have 700 words of smut for you🔞😈. Don't forget to check back tonight for the Sinful Sunday update! I'm back on my House hyperfixation so there will be a Chase/Foreman and Chase/House update later tonight :) follow my blog, and the tags #sinful sunday and #sinful sunday post for fic updates

HankConVin Smut for you 💙

Connor’s been bouncing on Hank’s enormous dick for what feels like hours now. He’s also been ordered to turn up the intensity on all of his sensors because Hank gets off to his overstimulated screams. He’s barely recovering from the fifth, or maybe sixth? orgasm when Hank mutters the hottest sentence ever spoken.

"Call him. Video. Don't open your eyes until I tell you."

Connor’s hips twitch in excitement. His cock aches as pleasure shoots down toward the tip. 

"W-Who Daddy?" 

"You know exactly ‘who’ baby."

Hank’s chuckle ghosts over the back of his nekcn and over that hidden port and Connor has to bite into his lip to keep back his moan. He dials the number. The phone didn't ring long. Just three short rings before Gavin was answering his phone with his front facing camera off. 

"Didn't really expect to hear from you tonight, you good?" He asks. 

Connor smiles at the comforting sounds of the familiar voice. Eceb more of his anxiety is wicked off his shoulders. 

"Open them baby," Hank whispers. It makes Connor shiver with a quiet moan. Connor opens his eyes to grace Gavin with the mirrored reflection of their current activities. Activities of course being Connor being broken open with Hank’s huge cock again and again. 

“Whoa, holy phck,” Gavin pants, breathy and fueled by his sudden burst of arousal. 

Connor wishes more than anything Gavin’s camera had been on so he could have seen his expression. 

“Scream for me baby,” Hank chuckles, hot and heavy over his neck port before thrusting every single inch inside and holding him there. 

“Fuuuuckk! Daddddyyyyyy,” Connor whines, loud and pathetic as his cock slaps against his stomach as Hank’s thrusts get harder. No playing up of the moment required. 

There's a loud clattering from the other side of the phone, followed by an angry curse and a panting gasp of breath. 

“What was that?” Connor asks but Gavin dismisses it.

“Don't worry about it, and don't you dare phcking stop. Beg him Connor.” 

Connor whimpers. He can do that. 

“Daddddyyyy. Use me, break me, please, pleasssee. I want to feel you for days.”

“Fuck Con,” Hank pants, his footing stuttering just a hint. Connor’s resulting, pleased smile splits his face. 

“There’s a good boy,” Gavin praises, and more slick spills from Connor’s cock. “He feels phcking great doesn't he? I remember the first time I took it, nearly broke me.”

“I can see why," Connor sobs, cock spurting more lube down his shaft and onto the mattress. His eyes threatened to close again from sensation. Everything feels so. good. 

"Ah ah, keep 'em open. Let me see you Sweetheart."

Connor whines and his cock needs to cum, but he did as ordered, keeping his eyes open as he watches himself get thoroughly debauched by every sharp thrust of Hank's thick cock and Gavin's filthy words. 

“How close are you?” Gavin asks.

“I need to cum, please, please,” Connor cries, in two pitches higher than he’s ever heard himself. But he needs it. His cock aches. Every sensor is screaming. He can’t take anymore teasing. 

But Hank gets off to his cries, and turns out, Gavin does too.  

“I don't know Hank, what do you think?”

The noise that comes out of Connor is a mix between an electronic scream and a pathetic whimper. 

“I think, its a shame you're not actually here,” Hank chuckles through his pants. “It’s a much better view.”

“Phck…” Gavin gasps, “I mean, I can get there, in like 20 minutes?”

“I don't know, baby, think you can wait that long?” Hank challenges Connor. 

Something in addition to his programming burns to try. A painful sounding whine broke free of his lips and his legs tremble as more slick spills down his artificial cock.

“I-I’ll have to turn my orgasm off.” Because if Hank keeps this pace up he’s not going to be able to focus enough to manually keep it back. 

“Do it.” Gavin orders. 

“P-Please Gavin,” Connor whimpers, in full agony now. “Hurry. It hurts.”

“Phck, I’ll be right there baby.”

Alright

Since The Eden Club will not be getting a full update this sunday (I only have 3k of a 7k update written/edited) vote what kind of snippet you want as a treat for being so patient and supportive 💙

[raakxbecomedeviant]

Welcome Home

@gavin-phcking-reed

No calls, no texts, no emails. Completely off the grid. Raakx could have followed him, but he was ordered against it. In fact he was threatened from being fired if he tried.

But the second he learned Gavin was home, he was already rushing over, practically banging on his door as he tried not to cry, choking back on his sobs. On one had he wanted to slap him, and the other he just needed to hug him so tight he couldn't leave.

[raakxbecomedeviant]

Meet My Fiance? // closed starter

@gavin-phcking-reed

Raakx had already planned a day for the both of them to be off, and he’d told his family he was coming. He was getting himself dressed in something semi-casual, fixing a long sleeve over a button down as he looked to Gavin with a giggle. “Don’t need to panic too much, babe, they’re really nice, I promise. It’s not like you’re meeting my brothers.”

[raakxbecomedeviant]

I’m Here Now

[ cont w. @gavin-phcking-reed]

Raakx hadn’t come looking with the DPD. He’d brought his own group of men that used fake sirens to lure them out of hiding and hey, it worked. The android held onto Gavin protectively and nodded. “I-I know...I know...they’re being hunted like game animal right now...they ain’t getting fucking away for what they did to you...” His heart was pounding hard, crying out of relief and worry at the sight of him.

“I-I’ll bring you to my private medical facility. God, I-I’m sorry I didn’t find you sooner. I should’ve known. I’m sorry, Gavin,” he whimpered, lifting him carefully and barking at a group to help him get into the back of the truck. He sat with him and cupped his face, trying to wipe the blood off. “I’m here...I-I’m here, stay with me, Gavin.”

[raakxbecomedeviant]

Morning, Sunshine

@gavin-phcking-reed

Raakx had been in and out of his room. The night he found him, he was torn, tried to wake him up, but he acted fast. He wanted to stay and no one could stop him, at least until he was really needed. Any day he wasn't working, he was at Gavin's bedside.

He'd just come back from grabbing some food as he always had, waiting for Gavin to wake up, previous food bags forced out and fed to staff sinc they didn't want it stinking in the room. "Hey, babe, I, uh...I gotcha some burgers and fries like good ol' times..." His voice cracked, smiling as he walked over to sit down and place it on the table. "Whenever you're ready to...to...wake up...Gavin?" He choked. "You're awake?" He almost whispered, hands shaking.

[raakxbecomedeviant]

//cont of this thread with @ask-the-prick

Raakx giggled and nodded, gently patting his thighs to tease him. “Well, get up and stretch, then. And put your work away. You don’t need to do that, anymore. I’ll get the chicken ready.” The android disappeared from the room and to the kitchen where he pondered over Gavin’s health, wondering how he’s gonna feel by the end of all the procedures. He just hoped he was happy.

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“Thank you,” he purred, tail wagging happily behind him. “Because I want to cuddle you and not feel threatened, especially by your beard.” The android grinned as he brought a finger down the scruff shaping his face. “You need a trim, babe...”

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Raakx screamed as he darted around the kitchen table, nearly tripping over one of the chairs. His regulator was beating hard, chest tight, and he was blue in the face from running around the house. 

“Gavin!” he yowled, laughing as he ran from him again to the other side of the table. “S-stop! Come on! I know I tickled you! You don’t have to tickle me back!” He screamed again, laughing all the while as he hopped over the sofa and stared at him, looking to either direction for where to run next. “I’m ticklish! Okay?! I admit it! C-come on!”

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Raakx pouted, frowning almost as he lowered Gavin’s shirt and kissed him again, shaking his head just a little. “Well, then I’m gonna hunt those dealers down and ruin their day...” He leaned down to kiss at his jaw. “No one hurts my detective...except me...” The android left a soft kiss on his cheek before stealing his lips again, his fingers running through his hair. “And no work for you until your bruise heals up.”