#this is literally the worst thing i've ever written pfhhhh

[posidven]

《 Warm Hues 》- RK900 x Reader

warnings: we almost got some smut there but i promise we’re all sfw in this fine christian establishment!!

word count: 451

a/n: hi hi hi this is short and sweet but i put my heart into because i love nines so please appreciate my efforts!!

  The entirety of your situation was unlawful. You’d been trained to loath androids. You were to hunt the deviants, bring them in, find out why this happened and send them back to Cyberlife. These were machines so they surely weren’t alive. But why would a something so wrong feel so right?

The heavy flop of his jacket hits the floor, the mattress nimbly groans under your figure as he tosses of your body onto the bed. His fingertips press tenderly against your hips as if you would shatter when touched too carelessly. He sinks into you, pressing your bodies together, peppering kisses up and down your jaw.

“Nines,” you groan out, just loud enough he can hear it. Your hands rest against his turtleneck, the sensation of his thirium pump captivating you. The rhythm of was abnormal. Much too vigorous for an android. Were you making him nervous? Was that even possible? 

He pulls back, giving you an unclouded view of his face. The loose strand of his coffee-colored hair tickles the top of your forehead. A warm hue fills the room from the hallway, playing off of his silhouette. Pools of grey dance around your figure studying every slight movement of your body and every minuscule feature of your face. His LED shifts from its cool blue to a bright yellow.

“Y/N, your heart rate has raised 47% since we entered the room. Am I arousing you?”

His voice was low, almost grumbled, causing your mouth to gape open. A shade of crimson spills over your features. 

His mouth was a tight smirk, showing obvious pleasure in your embarrassment. He presses his forehead against yours. The feeling of his synthetic skin sending shivers down your spine.

Your enthrallment of the android is swiftly cut off as his LED begins to flicker. He hovers over you, frozen and blinking rapidly. Your face contorts in confusion before he kicks back to life. 

“Detective Y/L/N, a deviant was reported in the area thirteen minutes ago. Fowler requests we investigate,” he vocalizes flatly, losing any interest in your prior events. 

You sigh as Nines pushes himself off of you, resulting in you spontaneously clutching his arm. He grunts softly, whirling his head around to peer at you. You beam up at him with a mischievous grin.

“Hmpfh, it seems we may be running a little late today Nines,” the devilry evident in your voice. 

The android plods closer to you and your hands grasp the material of his turtleneck. You eagerly pull him closer to you, crashing your lips together. 

You knew the circumstances you were faced with were entirely inappropriate, but the touch of his skin against yours brought you too much satisfaction to pull away.