💦 (human!Hank with android Connor, cause I don't think android Hank can dream xD)
Wet Dreams || Accepting (posting on Sinday only)
@adventures-written : Connor
[ 🥃 ] Hank was just a tad drunk by by the time he was willing to admit the wet dream he had. Even thinking about it now, a sharp twinge of sexual desire tightened in his stomach. It's not that he'd ever consciously thought of Connor like that--but apparently the closeness they have been developing was producing some.... interesting subconscious thoughts in Hank's mind. He couldn't help it--Connor was stupidly handsome, cute even. Whoever designed him really was trying to break hearts, turn heads, and apparently, give people wet dreams.
"I dunno. I was just trying to get some relief, I guess? In the dream, I mean... Home alone, I thought--something random on the TV that I wasn't really paying attention to. Wasn't really thinking about nothing, either, but I was dreamin' this anyway, so who knows?"
The lieutenant took another drink from his glass of whiskey and set it down carefully, licking the sharp flavor from his lip before he continued. "Just doing my business, eyes closed and just relaxing... Then, I--He was there. I felt the cushion dip a little as his knee pressed down on the couch and his hand on was mine. It wasn't... cool or anything like I thought it would be. Nah, just.. like a regular hand, couldn't even tell the difference other than it wasn't mine."
"Dream logic or something, but he knew exactly how to do it, too. Just the right way to get me so far gone I remember I was squirming on the couch, clinging to it and him like I was drowning. He was so close to me, too, talking dream nonsense, probably, but I wasn't paying attention. I remember being so close I was about to lose my mind but-- He fucking stopped and at first I was pissed, what a fucking tease, Connor--! Then it just get better, I guess. He really likes sticking things in his mouth he probably shouldn't but... I was not about to say any damned thing. Dream-me just wanted to finish. I was so loud, Jesus Christ, but that mouth was so good I think I could barely breathe for how much noise I was making.. Don't remember much else but those damned eyes looking up at me after and hair messed up where I must have been holding on, expecting a response probably, for how good he did, but I wasn't about to be able to talk. But if it was as good as the dream made it seem like, that android's got a filthy mouth and knows how to use it."
Hank finished the glass and a rough sigh, and wished to hell he didn't have a boner forming from talking about the damned dream.