Let's make sure of it. I detect a 7% increase in his breathing speed already.
[connor slips his tongue into 900's mouth with a filthy roll of it, groaning against his plush lips like the whore he's (not quite) paid to be, but none of it is an act. he wishes there wasn't someone watching them, but it's easy enough to block out. all of their chemistry in this moment is authentic, and connor lets 900 shift him into an easier position for the next element of their display. thank god the suspect hasn't asked to participate yet, though he can hear the obscene sounds of someone working skin along skin.
he'd much rather drown it out with him and 900's own noises. as soon as he feels that possessive hand splaying across his cheek, connor tongues him again and times it with a roll of his hips, pressing his leaking cock against 900's impressive specimen.]
I admit...I'd like to see what CyberLife's finest is capable of. Can't you feel how much I want it?
[the tone is teasing, cheeky, and he pulls away briefly to smirk and slide a hand between them. experimentally he wraps his fingers around the head of that pretty cock, loosely stroking and letting his thumb press against the underside. his eyes are half-lidded, gaze fixed on the other android's to see how he'll react--how he'll look.]
Maybe we should do this more often. Your face looks...softer, with my hands on you.
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[connor slips his tongue into 900's mouth with a filthy roll of it, groaning against his plush lips like the whore he's (not quite) paid to be, but none of it is an act. he wishes there wasn't someone watching them, but it's easy enough to block out. all of their chemistry in this moment is authentic, and connor lets 900 shift him into an easier position for the next element of their display. thank god the suspect hasn't asked to participate yet, though he can hear the obscene sounds of someone working skin along skin.
he'd much rather drown it out with him and 900's own noises. as soon as he feels that possessive hand splaying across his cheek, connor tongues him again and times it with a roll of his hips, pressing his leaking cock against 900's impressive specimen.]
I admit...I'd like to see what CyberLife's finest is capable of. Can't you feel how much I want it?
[the tone is teasing, cheeky, and he pulls away briefly to smirk and slide a hand between them. experimentally he wraps his fingers around the head of that pretty cock, loosely stroking and letting his thumb press against the underside. his eyes are half-lidded, gaze fixed on the other android's to see how he'll react--how he'll look.]
Maybe we should do this more often. Your face looks...softer, with my hands on you.