I will never like Gavin but this is probably the only ship dynamic with him I find logical. Like, it always seemed to me he has some daddy issues and had one-sided (pre/past Cole) crush/attraction for Hank.
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Detroit: Become Human (Video Game)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Hank Anderson/Gavin Reed
Characters: Hank Anderson, Gavin Reed
Additional Tags: Daddy Kink, Little Space, Dom/sub Undertones, Little Gavin, Rimming, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Multiple Orgasms, Riding, Dirty Talk
Series: Part 30 of 100 Kinks, Part 2 of Gavin Reed Finds His Daddy
Summary:
They go back to the bedroom where Hank sets Gavin, in all his blanketed glory, on the bed. He crouches down a little so he’s eye level with Gavin. “When’s the last time you had a daddy, Gav? A good one?” he asks.
Gavin not knowing he’s an android until he’s injured on the job.
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"Don’t. Touch. Me.” Gavin bit out in a pushed down rage. He was so angry he was shaking, his body tense and tight against himself.
Hank drew his hand back and watched as Gavin seethed. The blue blood that pooled onto the concrete floor from the wound in Gavin's abdomen. His own shock was overshadowed by his concern for his partner.
Hank was silent as he watched Gavin come to terms with his true nature. The other man moved a hand away from his fresh wound and brought the thirium stained hand to his face.
'Nononononononono' the thoughts and numbers raced through his mind.
'Stress levels 67%' how come he had never seen these stress levels before? Why are they appearing in his line of sight now? He felt like he couldn't breathe, but he really didn't need to did he?
Red flashes, he could hear his thirium pump working inside of him. Could feel each wire and knows where it goes and what it does.
"Gavin!" Hank's voice cut through all the buzzing and noise that whirred in his head. He peered into intense and concerned blue eyes. He didn't feel the tear roll down his cheek, but he did feel Hank wipe it away with his thumb. His calloused hands on his cheek, those eyes that were just so human despite trying to numb any emotion with alcohol.
"Let's get you patched up." the vibrato in his voice tethering him back to a place where he could control himself.
“I can’t… I need you to…” he couldn’t get the words out on what he wanted. He wanted Hank’s arms around him. Wanted Hank to tell him everything would be fine and that he wouldn’t be treated any differently. He wanted to feel Hank’s lips pressed against his forehead. These were things he couldn’t have.
The budding friendship and something-more that was growing between him and Hank would cease.
Hank wrapped him in a security blanket and brought him close. Gavin could feel the prickle of his facial hair on his throat. His programming analyzed the smell and particles on Hank’s skin and hair.
Whatever the future held for them, he would just remember now, in Hank’s embrace.
Here’s the second chapter of my HankGav and I hope you’ll have great time reading it!
As you know, you can smash my door there | °| or keep reading!
Sat on his sofa, Gavin his head on Tina’s breast as he was checking his case on his phone. The lady did the same but on her laptop. They were working since five hours except the moment were Tina left to make some cookies to Gavin. Double chocolate. And he needed a break to take a shower. He put more comfortable clothes then because the jeans gave to him a really nice ass but it was rubbing too much. Now, he was in dark blue sweatpants. Biting in a cookie, he looked the information. Who could be that guy, or girl, killing again and again. If he looked everything, it seemed, he killed people in East English Village. Looking the testimony, the houses attacked, and the hours, maybe, he could find out who it was.
He looked toward Tina’s laptop and saw she was on other case. It was a group of people pillaging big store. They had almost every name and knew how they acted. Next time, they’ll catch them while the next vandalism’s act. But she needed to prepare the operation.
Gavin came back to his own case and sighed, sliding the screen to check the evidence, the images of the murderer. It looked like a woman but he needed to check it a little bit more.
“Do you want me to do pasta? And then, a warm bath with bubbles?”
“Thank you, Tina.”
She caressed his hair.
“I’ll take care of that.” She put a kiss on his hair with softness.
She liked the fact that Gavin didn’t want her. She liked the fact she could take care of someone, be useful for them and just softly cuddle. She didn’t need more.
“Do you want something special.”
“Just what you want, Tina.” He moved a little bit and she got up, caressing his hair again. He looked her as she moved in the room.
Gavin went back to his case, looking the evidence. He watched toward her laptop and frowned.
“Can I look your case?”
“Yes, sweetheart. How you’re doing with yours?”
“Well. Still don’t have any clue who it is but I’ll figured it out. And for you…” He looked at the laptop, moving the page to see the information. He already saw few things about it since they worked while cuddling. “You forget something.”
“What?”
“You never write who took care of the extraction. They look to change the action of every member of the crew but the extraction?”
“We don’t have him,” she said from the kitchen.
“Why you won’t do the operation in two times? First you need to discover the guy who takes care of the extraction. It’s probably not an easy way if it’s always the same guy.”
“Probably. I’ll look that when you’ll be in the bath. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. You wanna to look up my case?”
“I will!”
Gavin smiled a bit. As the laptop was on the floor, he laid on the sofa and pressed his face in the pillows to smell the alpha’s perfume. It calmed him.
“Do you need something? Medicine? Anything?”
Gavin closed his eyes.
“You’re perfect, Tina,” he replied. “Love you.”
“I love you too, sweetheart.”
He smelled a little more the sofa and could hear the sound of fire licking the cooking pot, boiling the water. It made a soft sound against the droplet in the outside of metal…
And then, he heard the bell rang.
“I take care of that,” Tina said.
She went in the living room, caressing his hair as she passed near him. It was probably an other resident needing something, sugar or anything.
She could have let him open the door but she wanted to do it however because when the man was on heat, she started to act in a more protectively way. Gavin lived in a building especially made for Omegas, it was a sure place. Even in heat’s time. But it already happened that Alphas came here and accident could arrive. After all… she was an Alpha and there.
She opened the door and Gavin rose up immediately, smelling the Alpha’s perfume. It was so strong. It was full of power and it made him mad of lust. The scent came in his body and took him fiercely.
“Lieutenant Anderson?”
“Tina…”
She bit her lips.
“Gavin’s there? He’s in security?
“Yes.” She looked toward his friends then the Lieutenant again. “Why are you there?”
“You know why I’m there, Tina.”
She opened her mouth and then sighed.
“He wants to see you. I’ll just… turn off the fire. And then… leave.” She turned around and went to the kitchen.
Gavin moved slightly in the sofa. Hank entered in the room and looked him. He went toward him and sat near him, his heavy body so close to his. Reed went closer to him, his lips almost touching his and Hank groaned against his lips.
However, Tina moved in the room to leave, didn’t want to disturb them.
“Tina…”
“What?” Hank said, bitter.
“Tina!” Gavin pushed Hank and got up, running to the lady.
“It’s okay, sweetheart. It’s what you want,” she said softly, caressing her hair.
Hank got up too and walked toward them. He put his hand on Gavin shoulder and his arm around his waist, looking Tina. But she ignored him. Even Gavin seemed to ignore him. Well… he could feel him slightly move.
“I’ll come back later if you need it,” she added. Then she looked Hank. “I hope I won’t need to.”
“He’s not yours, Tina,” Hank replied harshly.
“And you don’t deserve him.”
“Leave.”
“Shut the phck up, Hank,” Gavin replied.
He took Tina’s hands.
“Do you have everything?”
Hank tightened his arm around Gavin and started to kiss the Detective’s jaw.
“I have. Don’t worry. If needed, I’ll call you.”
“I’ll reply.”
She laughed as Hank’s hand went down on his chest to come on the tight.
“Don’t feel obligated to. You’ll be busy.” She winked and then took some pace backward.
“I love you,” he said.
“Me too, sweetheart.”
Hank closed firmly the door with a big bang then pushed Gavin against it, biting and kissing his flesh. The other man couldn’t help but press his lower parts against Hank already aroused. He moaned and pressed his forehead against the door.
Gavin felt the pressure and moved his face to let Hank kiss his cheek, his jaw, a bit of his neck… The strong alphaly smell already took him, bonded with his own smell and the melting perfume made him mad with lust. However, he pushed him a bit as he felt the movement against him.
“Too drunk to phck?” he teased as he moved back.
He rose his hands and passed them around his neck, touching a tiny mechanism in the necklace. The leather band fall in the floor and Hank came near him.
“Shut up,” he said before kissing his neck.
He pushed him to the sofa but missed it and Gavin groaned as he fell on the floor.
“You stench booze,” he protested as Hank sat on his waist to kiss the flesh.
Soon the tongue went out and licked the tiny scars in a kind oval shape.
“Do I?” the Lieutenant said as he kissed the mark.
Gavin closed his eyes, moving his hips.
“Pl… Please,” he said, a bit bitter to yield like that.
But he felt the bite, right in the mark and his body shivered because it was so good, and he needed it so much. He didn’t felt the bond since so long. One year? One year and half? He felt like his body could have an orgasm just with that.
He felt a liquid slide along his throat but didn’t care and opened his legs just a bit to invite Hank. He needed to feel the connection in each part of him.
Gavin straightened a bit and kissed Hank. Whom replied with envy and unfastened the belt quickly. As soon as the lips left Gavin’s one, they came to kiss the wounded throat. However, then, he didn’t bother to took off the sweatshirt, only rose up a bit to discover the chest he used to know, the scars he knew by heart. He touched them with softness, with desire and would come back to the neck as often. Licking, biting, kissing.
Dazed, the Detective didn’t move. He just stayed there. He looked every move Hank made. He let him use his body and liked each contact. He just reached to his cheek, caressing softly where Hank was about to kiss him. And the kiss didn’t come. He saw the lust in the Lieutenant’s eyes. He closed his eyes and turned around, moving just enough his pelvis and let Hank took off his pants until they are at his knees. He closed his eyes as the first tiny pain came on him.
He waited for it since so many time…
November 17th 2038
Out of breath, Hank straightened up and searched for his clothes. He threw them somewhere in the evening of the first day. Gavin didn’t bothered and just took the cover of his bed to turn them around him. At least, they had moved a bit and he could remember the time he made food for him while they cuddling and kissing. They stayed naked or just with underwear because they didn’t need more, just to feel the other as much as possible.
In fact, if Gavin rolled in the covers instead of just staying like that or put an underwear, it was because he already feel the emptiness overwhelming him. A part of him hoped to keep the man near him if he saw the pain curling up in his guts.
“Do you have anything to drink?”
“You mean ‘do I have anything to help me ending up drunk?’? No, sorry. Don’t have that crape there but if ya wanna, you can just leave and take some shit. There is convenience store, at the end of the street.”
“You piss me off, Gavin.”
“Nice. You phcking piss me off!”
Hank hissed and left the room to go in the kitchen. Gavin could hear him and he got up, went to his wardrobe, put on a boxer and rejoined him.
“I don’t have phcking booze!”
“If you want my opinion, big mistake.” He looked if he couldn’t find something with a bit of alcohol inside.
When he was busy to have sex, the Omega perfume was acting like every drugs in the world at once. He needed nothing as long as he could share something powerful with him or being with him, make him happy…
“I don’t care about your phcking opinion, Hank! Just get the phck outta my apartment!”
“I don’t know why I’m even surprise it was your plan. You’re a slut.”
“Yeah. If only you knew the number of people who had phck with m…” A painful moan let out of Gavin’s lips as Hank pushed him fiercely against the refrigerator. Anger and hate were in his eyes as her hands were in his shoulders, squeezing so much Gavin felt pain… “Are you doing this because I’m yours and you protect what’s belonged to you or because, somewhere, you still love me?” Gavin asked, looking him right in the eyes.
