Been dead on this account lately so here! A smut tease! Thanks to my bestie Meep for editing <3
Gavin hated paper trails, stuck at a desk working till the late hours of the morning organizing shit on a screen to piece together evidence, waiting for calls regarding leads. All a fucking pain. The loneliness of the office, the stagnant doughnut and coffee- filled air, all mixed the distant whirring of fans someone left on in the office along with the buzzing of overhead fluorescent lights. He couldn’t go on like this.
“Need a pick-me-up?” suggested a slow and soothing voice from his side, drawing the strain of the screen on his eyes away for the moment, the smell of fresh coffee kissing his nose like a long-lost lover. There stood Rk900, offering said blessing drink, though something was off. The android looked much different now, not bearing his usual jacket, instead wearing only the tight turtleneck he knew to be underneath, equally tight slacks to match. His heart spiked- and he swallowed a breath as he took the coffee, meekly sipping away at it as he removed his other hand from the mouse, turning to give his full attention to Nines and the drink. After drinking to his content, he peaked back up. He had made it perfect, as always. It was clear Nines noticed his change in mood, since he too smiled.
“Do you live in the building or something? Is there an android charger bed I'm not aware of?.” Gavin joked with a smile, admittedly happy to not be alone in the office for a change. Plus, coffee was a known way to the man’s heart. Everyone’s gotta pick their poison.
“I’m here if you’re here. We’re partners-“ RK900 loomed behind Gavin’s chair, not seeming to notice- or perhaps not caring as the human’s eyes wandered. He froze in thought, feeling hands on his shoulders, thumbs pressing in just the right spots to relax him again. “Any work done, should be done together.” Nine’s turned Gavin’s chair to face the computer again, continuing to press his fingers into tensed muscle.
“Y-yeah I suppose so.” Why was it so hard to think suddenly, and why was Nines touching him to begin with? The screen was blank, or at least, he couldn’t keep his eyes on it long enough to read what was there. Nine’s reflection was on the screen- those icy blue eyes looking right into his through the reflection, and those wandering hands slid down his chest as the android’s face drew down to his neck, lips pressing to his ears, where the tone of voice that came from the machine sent tingles down his spine.
“Let me help you relax a little, Detective.”
He could hardly say no to that, now could he?
“I’m down- fuck. Do whatever the hell you want.” Gavin breathed out with a shaky laugh, leaning back against RK900’s touch as he reached further down, lips moulding against his own as his eyes fluttered closed. Fuck, how he needed this, craved it. He’d been denying his attraction to the android for so long, burying it, letting it ruin so many of his days and nights. Finally- sweet release. He was amped up- scared as fuck, but he could trust Nines. He focused his gaze to the ceiling, unable to bring himself to watch as he felt those damned metal hands trail down, and the faint sound of fabric- followed by the pops of his zipper-
Gavin rolled over in bed with a grunt. What? Wait? Before the dream could fade fully the detective rolled back over… alone. His dog wasn’t even in the room. There was no office, no coffee, no… no Nines. He rubbed his eyes, letting that nightmare fade more. Yeah, that’s what it was, a nightmare.
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