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For what seemed like hours, (Y/N) ran around the block in search of a deviant- who was supposedly responsible for a break in in a nearby general store. According to the surveillance cameras and a few customers, unlucky enough to witness the crime, an AP700 model stole clothing articles before running down the street; that’s where (Y/N) and their partner- an RK800 android named Connor- were headed to.
Along the way the detective had lost track of their partner. Despite (Y/N)’s undeniable fascination with the latest technology, invented by Cyberlife, they still faced difficulties when it came to working aside androids- Connor was no exception. Unlike most of his kind, Connor had a mind of his own, always centered at accomplishing his task at hand, that -as much as it added to his uniqueness- made working with him a challenge no officer of the DPD was willing to face. At several occasion he went as far as disregarding orders from lieutenant Anderson in order to progress in his investigation. Today the same had happened to (Y/N).
Their desperate pleas went unnoticed by him as he stormed off after the deviant, leaving poor (Y/N) behind. All alone they wandered, any hopes of reuniting with their partner slowly faded and they decided it’s time to head back to the department.
Walking down the lonely street the detective pondered the events of the last few hours; the chilly winter wind howled and caused (Y/N)’s body to shiver. Lost in thought they didn’t notice the commotion, disturbing the otherwise calm evening, until a strong force pulled them into a small alley. The air forcefully escaped their lungs as they were suddenly pressed against a cold brick wall. Opening their eyes, they saw a triangle, that shined in a cool blue color; across the emblem was a RK800 inscription- what they were looking at was an android uniform belonging to no other than Connor himself.
“Connor what are you-“ He was quick to cup their mouth whilst his gaze was focused on the main street.
“The deviant was armed. I had no choice, but to retreat. I called for backup, the units should be here shortly.”
(Y/N) stared at him in horror; was this going to be the end, will their colleges arrive in time- many questions raced through their anxious mind. Unlike them Connor seemed unphased; his free hand rested above (Y/N)’s head, unintentionally caging their smaller frame, all the while he observed their surroundings.
An eventless minute rolled agonizingly slow as the detective awaited the worst to happen. Luckily the deviant seemed to have left the area since there was no sound to be heard. (Y/N) felt themselves relax a bit only for their heart to flutter as soon as they realized the position they were in.
Connor’s tall figure towered over them. His body was almost pressed against theirs; his leg was nestled between their inner thigs, the knee of his synthetic limb brushed dangerously close to where they felt a growing need for friction. Blood rushed to their cheeks; glancing up their gaze was met with his handsome face, that only made matters worse. Somehow up until this point (Y/N) had never paid closer attention to his looks, but now that they had the opportunity they couldn’t peel their eyes off of him. Even at such angle he had a breathtaking look. How they haven’t noticed his handsomeness until now they had no clue.
His plump rosy lips and chocolate eyes made the detective’s heart flutter. Heat rose up to their face, causing them to wet their lips unintentionally doing so to his fingers as well. Alerted Connor glanced at (Y/N). He had a puzzled look on his face; monitoring their vitals, he noticed their heartrate had once again accelerated, yet they didn’t show signs of distress- in fact it was quite the opposite. It appeared (Y/N) was aroused.
Doubtlessly humans were complex, despite his –quick and unstrained- access to any existing data ever posted on the internet Connor still found himself bewildered whenever he was faced with a new aspect of human nature- in this case sexuality. In under a minute he searched for information relevant to his situation; supposedly most humans experience arousal when pinned against a flat surface –in most instances walls- especially if the partner performing sexual acts upon the person is physically stronger and bigger.
With this information in mind Connor came to the conclusion that the detective must have been turned on by their current situation or maybe even by him. His interest grew to the point he forgot about the investigation. Testing the waters Connor slowly retreated his hand except for his thumb, that rested on (Y/N)’s bottom lip. The detective shivered underneath his touch; their knees grew weak with each passing second and the way he stared at their lips caused them to crave more.
Never in their life had (Y/N) they would want to fuck their android coworker so much, yet here they were- desperate for even the slightest of friction between their bodies. His actions, or rather lack thereof, drove the detective crazy. Any morals they thought they had evaporated as they initiated the next move.
(E/C) eyes pierced into Connor’s ones as they licked the pad of his thumb. Taken aback by their action Connor stared back in shock, his lips parted to let the breeze cool his CPU. Confidently (Y/N) continued to lap at his digit in hope to coax more reactions from the android, but much to their dismay he retrieved.
Shame clogged in their heart; looking down at their feet they avoided Connor’s gaze. (Y/N) mentally mocked themselves for being so naïve until their trail of thought was interrupted by a firm grip lifting their chin.
“I know you enjoy this. Your body…” He began explaining, his low voice echoed in the detective’s ears. “judging by your body language you are craving this. And I don’t mind partaking in such activities.” Connor whispered in their ear while placing his index and middle finger on their lips, effortlessly parting them.
“If you want me to I will proceed.” The detective nodded with no hesitation earning a smug smile from him.
Slowly Connor pushed his digits past their plump lips before sliding them almost all the way out only to shove them back in, causing (Y/N) to gag against his fingers. The android whirred at the pleasant sensation.
“You find this pleasurable, Detective (L/N)?” The intonation of the words sounded like a statement rather than a question, still (Y/N) hummed in agreement. Connor chuckled at their reaction, yet his pride was short lived once the detective sucked on his digits, causing a moan to escape his lips. The warmth of their mouth combined with the suction tingled the receptors of his fingertips, which seemed to stimulate something within him he never deemed beneficial.
A new notification popped up in his CPU- a one he wasn’t happy to receive: the backup was nearing the area he reported. The LED on his temple shined in yellow, confirming his and (Y/N)’s status.
“The units are almost here.” He muttered to his college with audible disappointment in his voice.
“We should continue this some other time.” (Y/N) had a smug smirk on their face as they tugged at his tie, bringing him to their eye level.
“I agree.”