Get off my dick, you plastic prick

Indi. RP blog for Gavin Reed from Detroit: Become Human. 18+ only please.  est. July 2018, written by Kenya

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connorlikesdogsposts‌:

Connor turned to leave. Over his shoulder he called out a question to the man. “How do you prefer your coffee Detective?” He asked. He had been asked to retrieve coffee for the man before, and had offered as well. He even brought him coffee once before…but that time Gavin had left him standing there.However this time, Connor had realized he did not know how Gavin took his coffee. If he was going to bring the man a coffee for his birthday he might as well make it up to the man’s tastes.

   “Black.” Gavin lied. His birthday wasn’t the day he wanted all of his coworkers to know about the sinful amount of sugar and cream he put into his coffee. As Connor ran off to get it for him, Gavin turned his attention to his phone. He pulled it out of his pocket and scrolled through social media, pulling his feet up to rest them on his desk. It was his birthday. He wasn’t doing work today.

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1 ❤ = 1 (LATE) GAVIN BDAY STARTER || @cyberlife-rk800​

   Gavin sniffled and walking towards his desk. It was cold out today. Gavin kinda actually liked the cold, but it didn’t mean he was in a good mood. Unknown to him, a large sign reading “PINCH MY ASS IT’S MY BIRTHDAY” was taped to the back of his shirt. Thanks Tina.

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1 ❤ = 1 (LATE) GAVIN BDAY STARTER || @negotiatingtm​

   “Hey plastic, didn’t you hear it was my birthday?” Gavin loudly announced to the entire precinct upon arriving. “How about you give me the best birthday present ever and get the fuck outta here?”

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connorlikesdogsposts‌:

“I rather not give you a blow job, Detective. Perhaps a simple ‘happy birthday’ would suffice? Or perhaps I could fetch you a coffee?”

   “Eh.” Gavin sighed with a short click of his tongue before he closed his legs again. “Coffee works.” 

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1 ❤ = 1 (LATE) GAVIN BDAY STARTER || @deviatingsoftware​

   Trying to avoid someone was one thing. Trying to avoid someone after a mass email (thanks a lot Tina) had been sent to the precinct about how it was Gavin’s birthday today, was harder. Especially when that “someone” was standing right at his desk first thing in the morning. Gavin briefly debated turning around, walking away, and calling it a personal day; but he knew Fowler wasn’t going to let that fly, even on his birthday. Instead, he did his best to ignore the android. 

   “Move.” He ordered, being denied access to his chair due to Connor standing right in front of it. He looked down at his desk instead of meeting Connor’s eyes.

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1 ❤ = 1 (late) Gavin bday starter

//Give this boy some love on his special day D’:

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   Spreads his legs. “I’m now accepting birthday blow jobs.” Please take a number and wait your turn. 

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//I won't be online for Gavin's birthday today because it's Canadian thanksgiving and I haven't seen my family in months. I might be able to get online tomorrow for some late birthday stuff if you lovely people are willing to wait.

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//this isn't fair 😭😭

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Anonymous said to yumyjamy:#62 for the prompt thingy if you’re doing that

as my friend said when read my comic, roasted

[archruide-deactivated20190521]

drunk

[kolhearted-archived]

Team “I don’t trust that your kindness doesn’t come with a catch”

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   //Okay bedtime.

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deviatingsoftware‌:

   As Connor talked, Gavin calmed down, glad that he hadn’t broken Connor. Showing up to work to tell everyone ‘oops. I fucked the android to death.’ was a power move in theory, though in practice it would probably come with some severe consequences. He chuckled as Connor thanked him, pushing away from the android’s shoulder so he could look him in the eye. “You don’t normally thank someone after they suck you off, you know. But I’m glad you had fun.” For reasons unknown even to him, Gavin reached up to ruffle Connor’s hair. 

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rk800-humanmachine‌:

Connor was eager to return the kiss, his hands moving from Gavin’s torso to cupping his jaw line, his other arm going up to rest around his neck. He knew that in some ways.. this was wrong. But it felt too good for him to be thinking about what was right and what was wrong.

   Gavin’s lips felt sore, his arm was tired from holding him up, and he had been fighting back a boner for the entirety of their sloppy make out. He didn’t want it to stop, but a fantasy make out could only last so long before reality would come crashing in. Slowly, their kiss came to an end. Gavin gave not Connor one last peck to his lips before pulling away completely. He pushed off of he android and sat, placing his hands together between his knees as he stared down at them. “Um... th-thanks.. for that.”

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deviatingsoftware‌:

   Gavin knew Connor was close, so the android’s sudden orgasm came as no surprise at him. The rough hold on his hair forced a groan to bubble at the back of Gavin’s throat and just like that he could feel Connor’s synthetic cum spilling into his mouth. Like his precum, it tasted almost natural but there was a strange something else to it. Hopefully that “something else” wasn’t deadly, because Gavin was a firm believer that spitters were quitters. 

   He pulled his mouth off of Connor’s cock, the android’s hand still firmly in his hair, and looked up at him. Connor’s expression was blank, his eyes open but no life behind them. Instantly Gavin went from smiling to pure panic. “Connor?” He asked, pushing himself up so he could lean over the android. “Hey-- hey asshole wake up.” His hands rested on Connor’s shoulders, gently shaking him. Gavin was debating a punch to the face when Connor slowly began to come back to life. “Holy fucking shit... I didn’t think you actually meant what you said about dying.” Gavin let out a sigh of relief as he leaned forwards to rest his forehead on Connor’s shoulder. “Don’t scare me like that, robo freak.” 

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deviatingsoftware‌:

   He’d heard Connor curse before, but it was never anything like that. Gavin resisted the urge to laugh, not that it seemed possible to laugh while you’re itching your throat on a dick. But still. 

   Gavin continued to push himself further, now starting a steady pace of pulling away from Connor before pushing himself back all the way to the base of his cock. He could taste Connor’s synthetic precum which tasted nothing like he expected it to and he was quite curious about what it looked like. But he could examine android cum later, for now he kept his throat relaxed and hoped Connor enjoyed the ride.