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‘MISSION FAILED’
That’s what kept flashing, brilliant red and inscessent in his vision, as he stared down at the dead body of Cathrine. Suicide. Memory core internally heated, melted into oblivion, completely unusable for data collection.
Useless.
Nines mentally shook himself. She had life and all life has value, she is not useless because he cannot harvest data from the poor dead girl.
It was his fault that she died. Really it was. He knew it was. If he had just let her be, had not forced her to divulge her memory, she would still be alive and maybe Topaz would still be here, instead of somewhere untraceable in the city of Detroit. She was gone and that was his fault too. He should have been able to see something in her memory. Sensed something from their connection, but he failed.
Failed. Failed. Failed.
The feeling of failure was not something he was accustomed to. To a human that statement may sound pretentious. To an android it was just a simple fact. He was designed to be perfect and flawless and all the things a human being simply could not be.
And yet he was a deviant. And are not deviant’s also human in a way? To be human is to err or whatever it is that creatures of sentience liked to say to themselves in order to feel less… what would Gavin say? Less like shit? That seemed right. Nines ran a quick check of his records of the detectives rather crude vernacular. Yes, it was the correct terminology.
So he felt like shit.
Nines glanced at Gavin who was busy talking to androids who had been around when Topaz had fled the scene. The detective’s eyebrows were furrowed, lowered over his steely blue eyes, and it was a good look for the man. Serious and formidable and stunning and handsome and a thousand other adjectives that flooded his system in analysis of… well of the detective, his partner, his roommate now…. And maybe something more? Boyfriend, that was the next logical step. The thought forced his theirium pump to take an odd sort of stutter-step. He ran a diagnostics check as he simultaneously googled his symptoms.
Affection. Or love, perhaps.
That’s what he was feeling if the internet were to be trusted. That answer kept popping up everytime he did his analysis- he’d done it four-hundred and thirteen times as of right now. And yet he kept running the same check every single time.
He discovered that he rather liked that answer.
He rather liked Gavin, so it was honestly very fitting. He liked the way the man would crookedly smile, the way his nose wasn’t exactly on straight, the proud arch of his back, the puff of his chest, his sauntering gait, his sense of humor, his arrogance- though that could be aggravating at times- his love of the stars, the way he snored softly in his sleep, the way his temper sometimes got the best of him despite knowing better, how he sometimes would arm wrestle Tina for the last donut at work, the way his eyes lit up when Nines brought him coffee, the sound of his laugh when it was light and real, the way he wore his leather jacket, the way he said thank you softly like he didn’t want anyone else to know he was capable of feeling gratitude, the way his lips tasted, the way he had to stand on his tiptoes to reach in for a kiss, the way his head felt on Nine’s shoulder…
He liked how devastatingly human the man was. Imperfect and broken and scarred and wonderful and amazing.
He liked the detective, and at this moment, Nines would very much like to be out of this awful club so he could kiss Gavin again.
He liked what Gavin made him feel.
He did not like how the body in front of him made him feel.
Google said that the emotion was guilt. He only searched for the answer the one time.
Cathrine loved too. That is what he thought to himself, and for a moment he was surprised that his mind had wandered to that thought in particular. She had loved. And Nines had only been given snippets of her life with the android named Hugo, and it was nice. Sweet. Safe and warm. And he died and she refused to believe that so she tried to bring back what was no longer there.
Nines found that he would feel the same way if something ever happened to Gavin.
And somehow that thought made him feel even worse.
Shittier.
-
As soon as Gavin closed the door to their apartment, Nines pushed the detective into the wall and kissed him, deeply and passionately just like Gavin showed him in that abandoned parking lot. Caging the mans smaller body with his arms, one knee pressed between the detective’s thighs.
Nines felt like he had become much better at this kissing business, what with the way Gavin let out a surprised half moan as the android bit his bottom lip playfully. Nines pressed more kisses to the detective’s lips, softer and quicker this time because he just could not help himself, and he could feel the grin creeping across Gavin’s face.
“Someone’s excited,” The detective huffed, voice light and happy as the android kissed along his strong jawline.
Nines found himself pulling back, only a little bit, just so he could see Gavin’s face- he really was so gorgeous when he smiled. Now it was even better because the detective’s pupils were dilated slightly, cheeks flushed in a light dusting of pink, hair lightly fluffed where the back of his head pressed up against the wall. “I can’t help it,” he pressed in for another light kiss. “You’re just so” -kiss- “handsome” -kiss.
Gavin’s blush turned into a much darker shade of pink, almost red really. It was pretty, Nines liked the color on the detective. He wondered if it would spread down the man's chest, maybe further…
Only one way to find out.
Nines picked up Gavin in one deft move, then walked towards the bedroom. He enjoyed the little squeak of surprise that left the detective’s lips, the way he wrapped his arms around the android’s neck as if Nines might not actually be strong enough, might let him fall. Nines would never drop the detective. Never ever.
He placed Gavin on his bed, an old springy thing that should definitely be replaced soon. This was not good for the man’s lumbar. Nines put that on a tiny to do list that kept growing with tasks to make Gavin more comfortable in his already fairly cozy home. Then he closed the list because he did not want anything else in his vision besides Gavin. Gavin who was panting now, arching his back up to meet Nines’ hips as the android straddled him, almost a weak parody of what happened earlier this week. Though Nines liked this much much more.
Nines leaned down, catching Gavin’s mouth with his as he ground down on the already hardening dick beneath him. He carded his hands though the detective’s soft hair, moaning with the way it felt against the sensitive tips of his fingers. It was so nice he did it again and again and again, deepening the kiss each time, tongue swiping the roof of Gavin’s mouth, analyzing his arousal and heart rate and breaths.
The detective shoved his hands up Nines’ shirt, pulling the thing up and over the androids head. “Holy shit, tin can…”
Gavin’s pupils were even more blown now and he was even harder beneath Nines. The android smiled fondly at him, “You’ve seen me shirtless before, meat sack.”
The detective rolled his eyes with a wide grin as he leaned up to loop two arms around Nines’ neck, dragging him down for more kisses, “Yeah, but you’re mine now.” He kissed down the android’s neck and to Nines the sensation was odd and strange and perfect, so perfect. “Mine.” Gavin bit down softly at the skin between Nines’ neck and shoulder, only just barely hard enough to bruise a human, so it would only last half an hour and the android couldn’t help but lament the loss of marks.
Nines tugged on Gavin’s short hair and kissed him even harder. “Yours.” His voice was hushed, like he was breathless despite his lack of a need the breathe. The detective was blushing that beautiful dark color again and Nines took this opportunity to take his shirt off. To his delight, Gavin’s chest was also slightly flushed.
Gavin took several deep panting breaths, “You sure you wanna do this Nines?”
Nines stilled, “Don’t you?”
“Fuck yeah I do! I just…” The detective stalled for a second, biting his lip and looking away towards something off the bed- it was quite adorable. “I don’t wanna rush ya, that’s all.”
Nines chuckled, “You’re not, I wanted to do this for a while.”
That wonderful color spread further across Gavin’s chest. “Seriously?”
“Of course.” Nines purred as he scooted down on the bed so he could kiss the top of Gavin’s strong chest, making his way down, kissing every small scar he came across, gave reverent attention to a bullet wound just above his iliac crest, a little ways below his ribs. Nines would need to ask questions about that later, he made a small note, the brought himself even further down. Further, until he had to take a step off of the short bed and kneel on the floor. The detective followed like a man possessed and swung his legs off the mattress.
Gavin’s beautiful blue eyes were almost engulfed with black as Nines tugged his pants and boxers off. Curved up, dripping precome, and beautiful just like the rest of the man it belonged to, Nines licked his lips, mostly because he knew he had over a ninety percent chance of eliciting a positive reaction from the detective. Gavin’s dick gave a small twitch, ‘MISSION SUCCESSFUL’.
“You know how I told you I downloaded several new programs for the mission?” Nines flicked his eyes up to meet Gavin’s, the detective’s heart rate sped up further and he nodded completely tongue-tied at the moment. “Want me to show you one?” He was teasing the poor man, but Gavin didn’t seem to mind, not one bit. He nodded his head again.
Nines could not help but smile again. He kissed the tip and Gavin groaned, it was an almost pleading thing, so the android though it would be best to finally do what the detective so obviously wanted.
He licked a stripe from the base to the tip then took it into his mouth, hollowing out his cheeks and going slow at first before slinking down until he had the whole thing. Gavin’s panting was harsher, intermixed with a beautiful litany of soft moans and whining breaths. “Holy fuck, Nines!” His voice was awed but also shocked, his whole dick was in Nines’ throat, it was a completely understandable response.
Nines raised his eyes again, and he greatly enjoyed the sight. He pulled back slightly then went forwards, watching Gavin’s eyes flicker closed, mouth opened slightly. Gavin brought his hands up to grab a hold of Nines’ hair and tugged, trying desperately to set a pace and the android let him. At least for a little bit.
All the detective could manage to say was pulled right from that crude little vocabulary that Nines had grown to love, and when it was tangled with the androids own name… well that was just perfect.
Gavin’s thrust became harder, quicker, less evenly paced, he was close.
So Nines decided to help this along just a little bit quicker.
Gavin just about screamed when Nines’ throat started vibrating around him, the stimulation pushing him just over that edge and he came with a shout.
God help the man, he felt spent then Nines tugged off, having swallowed damn near all of it, then licked what little white had dripped from his lips, and the detective felt his dick give a little hopeful twitch. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart, and Nines smiled at the attempt, made almost cuter when it did nothing to help the detective.
Nines climbed back onto the bed and his smile just widened as Gavin kissed him. The detective snaked his arm down to Nines’ waist and palmed at the android’s crotch, then tugged at the black suit pants roughly.
Nines pushed him away lightly, aware that now his cheeks had taken on their own blush now. “Umm… about that… I had a lapse in judgement.”
Gavin kissed his cheek before pulling away, “What the hell does that mean?” His voice was lighthearted with a slight edge of worry.
Nines slid his pants down off of his hips because this would just be easier if Gavin saw what was up.
“Oh,” That’s all the detective said, staring dumbstruck at the currently blank space between the android’s hips.
“My model wasn’t designed for intercourse and I got the part when I was working in the rooms of Eden, but after you wanted me just working the floor I got the part taken off… I thought it was unnecessary at the time.”
Nines felt weird because he knew that this sort of thing was really really weird to humans, and sure Gavin knew full well that Nines was an android, but this might just push that envelope a little bit too far-
His little crisis was interrupted by the sound of Gavin’s bubbling laugh, “Yeah, that was a lapse in judgement definitely! Oh my god this is crazy.” His voice was cheerful and lighthearted, just amused by the ridiculousness of the entire situation. “I would have never thought I’d need to worry about my boyfriend’s dick falling off.”
Nines’ smile from before, when he was relieved that everything was okay, grew even wider at that little boyfriend remark, said so casually like Gavin wasn’t even fully aware that he’d said it at all. Nines shoved the detectives shoulder, “It didn’t fall off! There’s a process that one must go through, it’s very scientific, I’ll have you know.”
“Fancy words for having your dick fall off,” Gavin scoffed, still giggling slightly. He settled himself down somewhat and then raised an eyebrow at Nines, “So how are we gonna do this? I’m not just gonna get a great blowjob then give nothing in return.”
“Well…” Nines rubbed the back of his neck, “There is something, it’s kind of weird though.”
“I can deal with weird, babe. Hit me.”
Again, this was something that was better shown than explained, so Nines brought a hand up to the back of his neck, let the skin melt away there, and popped open a little switch revealing the cords that made up his central nervous system.
Nines took Gavin’s hand in his own and placed it on his shoulder. The detective’s expression was surprised and intrigued, not weirded or grossed out so that was good. “So… you just want me to fiddle with your wires? Isn’t that dangerous?”
“Not at all.” Probably not, that was. It will be fine. The internet has yet to lead Nines astray. “You just need to-” His words turned to a rough moan, turning to static on the end as Gavin dragged his fingernails across the largest wire.
He leaned against Gavin curling into him as the detective repeated the same move again, making Nines shiver and feel hot and cold and wonderful and alive. So alive.
Nines leaned up to kiss Gavin again, the movement causing the man’s fingers to brush deeper into the androids neck. He couldn’t breathe, he didn’t need to, but right now he couldn’t. He held onto Gavin as the detective kept murmuring sweet nothings into his ear, warm breath ghosting over his skin. Nails caught a wire even deeper, and Nines couldn’t help the moan that came out, all static and bliss and awful and splendid.
His fingers curled into Gavin’s hair, the pads in his fingertips even more sensitive now. Analyzing everything in their path, gather data nonstop, and everything was Gavin, Gavin, Gavin, Gavin, Gavin-
With his free hand, the detective grabbed hold of the hand carding itself though his hair and tugged it towards his mouth, sucking on the fingers roughly, curling his tongue around them in a way that had Nines’ vision whiting out. It was too much, too much, so much it was wonderful and-
He came with a terribly robotic shout of Gavin’s name. The detective caught him with strong arms and held him there until Nines’ reboot was fully finished.
“You good?” Gavin looked a bit concerned.
Nines gave him a lopsided grin, all systems still not fully back online. “I’m great,” He slurred before knocking Gavin down for more kisses, legs tangled together on the bed that still needed to be replaced, but Nines didn’t care. All he cared about was the way Gavin’s lips pressed against his still flushed cheeks. The way the detective’s hair was beautifully wild. The way the man blushed when Nines said, “I like you a whole lot, detective.”
“I like you too.” Gavin pressed a kiss to his forehead and it was wonderful.