Synopsis: Something suggestive based on the body pillow art
(Author’s Note: I want that pillow, but can't have it T-T)
Word Count: 787
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Moments spent like this with your partner were always the best. Their arms wrapped around you, your head resting on their shoulder as the two of you lay in bed watching whatever plays on their floating screen. One of their hands would rest over yours, only occasionally moved to bring up their hovering keyboard to type something.
The soft and steady sounds of their internal fans whirling inside them calmed you. The delightful noises of your amusement at whatever was playing would spike their CPU ever so slightly every time. Mac found your commentary entertaining and you found their facts interesting.
“For how many things this actor is in I’m surprised he’s… not that good”.
“According to an interview from 3 years ago, he admitted to accepting whatever role came to him, quote, ‘no questions asked as long as the money was good’, unquote.”
“Ahh that makes sense. With all that money you’d think he’d pay for better acting lessons, Roni could replace him in this scene and I bet there would be more emotion shown”.
Mac snickered, “You’re not alone in thinking that. Last year he was voted #5 in The Valdivian Times ‘Worst Recurring Actors’ list with 40,000 votes”. You let out a ‘ha’ in hearing that.
Both of you stayed snuggled up until it became dark out, the only light source being your partner’s glowing clothes and their screens. “That outfit looks amazing”, you commented.
“It sure does”, Mac’s thumb runs over the back of your hand, “though my mind can’t help but visualize how much better you would look in it, my source code”.
You look up at them. “Oh yeah? You think I could pull it off?”.
“More than pull it off”. Their eyes meet yours, index finger grazes your knuckles, “although I would not mind assisting you in taking it off either”.
“Is that so?” You shift, bringing your faces closer together, looking into their eyes there is no hesitation in their statement. Like always Mac’s words are sincere and the quick glance down to your lips tells you all you need to know about where this is going.
“If you’d permit me, absolutely”. Wordlessly, you both lean in to kiss, their hand moves up from yours, brushing past your arm to cup your cheek.
You turn your body sideways, Mac does the same. Utilizing your own hand you play with the collar of their jacket, feeling the fabric between your fingers. Their body leans closer, the kiss deepens, your hand goes to play with the keys of the jacket, the lower you go the faster you hear their fans become. A hand is placed on your hip, causing your hips to buck but they weren’t close enough to grind into anything. Sensing this they pull you right up against them and lift your leg to wrap around them.
Getting to feel them grind into you sends a shiver down your spine and you begin to moan into the kiss. They hum in response, breathing turns heavy, and the grip on your hips grows tighter. Losing yourselves in the passion, Mac suddenly breaks from the kiss, jolting as a buzz is sent through their system. Screens pop up with the message ‘Warning: CPU is at risk of overheating’.
Your partner lets out a disgruntled sound, clearly annoyed at being interrupted, and by their own system no less. Flustered, they apologize: “I’m sorry, love, I’ll need a few minutes to at least slightly cool down”.
“It’s okay, would this help?”, your hand slides inside one of the sleeves of their jacket, pushing it off their shoulder.
“It certainly would”. Happy the moment wasn’t ruined, they allow you to remove it.
Setting it aside your fingers curl under the hem of their shirt, “this should go too”.
“Of course”.
Lifting the shirt up a bit reveals their soft stomach, biting your lip you lean closer to their stomach and before kissing look back up at them for silent permission. They nod without saying a word, the anticipation of feeling your lips on them renders them speechless.
You feel the plush skin under your hand first before starting with light pecks near their belly button. A soft moan escapes them, their hand holds their shirt up for you. The kisses are wet as you softly lick and suck at the skin, not enough to leave a mark, not yet at least. Slowly the shirt is taken off the higher your kisses go. “Who’s undressing who now?”, you tease.
“Hah-ahh, th-the reversal of roles is not l-lost on me”, they breathlessly let out, trying to recompose themself. “Once my system has cooled down I will do the same to you, that’s a promise.”
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That’s all I got (ᵕ—ᴗ—) been a while since I wrote something, I feel so rusty
Mac (Date Everything) x GN Reader Oneshot feat. Penelope (platonically)
Synopsis: You have a pushy flirty coworker, you try to handle it yourself, Mac gets jealous and involved (post-realization)
(Author’s Note: JEALOUS MAC! I want to write a jealous Mac fic and this is my attempt, also Mac has the same job from my other fic, sorry I kind of just copy and pasted that specific paragraph here with a few differences😓 I swear I always start out with a basic concept like “Mac gets jealous over a flirty coworker” then my brain gets carried away with the buildup making it much longer than intended 😭 I also had to sneak in like 2 semi-domestic moments in here because I need Mac in every aspect)
Word Count: 6.5k (what??? I’ve never written this much for fun)
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It had been a few months since Mac had been realized, a few months since you started building a life with the love of your life. Renovating rooms in the house to accommodate for them, constant health check ups to make sure they are feeling well in their new human body, going out frequently for all sorts of events they can now experience in person instead of just on their screen, and to be able to fund everything the two of you got jobs.
Almost immediately after being realized Mac got themselves an entry-level job at the local Valdivian Bank doing cybersecurity, quickly though, they branched into data science and now has become the head analyst/consultant for cybersecurity, data science, and security architect for every Valdivian bank in the state. Having made quite the impression so far it is expected they will only rise higher in the company. They mostly work from home, only occasionally having to work onsite for things like checking out the bank’s supercomputers. Most meetings are done over a virtual conference, but important meetings with chiefs or directors of different departments are done in-person. It was in these meetings that allowed Mac’s pay to increase so substantially in such a small amount of time.
You waited about 2 months to get a job, wanting to focus completely on supporting Mac making sure they adjusted well into their new human life before going back into the workforce. Eventually, with the help of Penelope you got a job at the company she works at; she is the personal assistant to the CEO, you’re a salesperson, calling or having in-person meetings with potential clients. It allows you to have days being inside or outside the office working, you’re never in the same place once and after being cooped up in your house for months with the Dateviators you appreciated that. There is also the plus that you often get to hang out with Penelope, your now work bestie. So far you were really enjoying your job and your relationship with Mac was going strong, you could almost say life was perfect, almost.
When you first started your job Penelope gave you a tour of the company, at the end she brought you to your department and that’s when you met him. While walking to your new cubicle you noticed some employees looking at you, a passing glance at new hire but one pair of eyes made it obvious. They belonged to an average-looking man and boy let me tell you he was looking at you with the confidence of a much more successful man. Penelope was going over your new office space with you when he interrupted with a loud cough.
“A—HEM” you and Penelope turned to look, “sorry to bother but I can’t help but notice you passed by and didn’t give me your name, a little rude of you as the new hire to not get to know your coworkers”. He teased with a cocky grin.
You look at Penelope with a confused expression and she let out an exasperated sigh before speaking plainly, “Formal introductions were to be done at the end of the tour but sure, lets get this one over with, Y/N meet ugh Jeb.”
Whatever annoyed vibe Penelope was laying down this Jeb fellow walked over and kept moving like he couldn’t hear it. Without warning he took your hand to shake it and flashed another smile, “Hello Y/N~, I don’t know where Penelope has been keeping you and your fantastic red shirt but I’m definitely glad you’re here now. Name’s Jehhb like previously stated but just know the 2 h’s between the ‘e’ and ‘b’ are silent.”
“2 H’s?” you questioned, originally hearing his name as Jeb, odd to imagine a name spelled Jehhb.
“Yeah my parents wanted to make me as unique as possible, just so you know my uniqueness doesn’t just stop at my name,” Jehhb winks at you, “I came here to let you know I’m a fellow salesperson, practically the best and most experienced out of everyone else here.”
“Technically, Margaret has been here the longest so she’s more experienced,” corrects Penelope.
“Experience isn’t always about the length of time, Penelope,” Jehhb dismisses then turns back to you, “if you need anything, and I mean anything, I’m 2 cubicles down. Trust me, if you stick by me you’ll go far in the company.” With that Jeb turns to leave, winking and flashing yet another smile, “hope to see you around really soon Y/N.”
Once he is out of earshot you give Penelope a puzzled look, silently asking what that was all about. Penelope fills you in on Jehhb, he’s basically a nepo-baby, his father being a retired co-founder, now a big stakeholder, in the company, means he won’t be fired and only became a salesperson because the current CEO didn’t want to give him a higher position. He also thinks of himself as the company’s Casanova playing up how successful he really is and that he does this act with everyone, being extra flirty with new arrivals but brush him off enough times and he will stop his ‘special attention’ in about 2 weeks or so. Jehhb tried the same thing with Penelope though her unreceptive attitude made him stop in 1 week, at hearing that you concluded not to think much about it and to do the same.
You went home that day unaffected by the continuous flirting Jehhb made you endure after you got settled in your office. Walking in through the door Mac excitedly wheeled over to you, ready to hear all about your first day. “There you are my love!”, they stand to give you a kiss and hug before sitting back down, “I’ve been eagerly anticipating your return, I want to hear all about today, how did it go?”.
“Overall it was pretty great! Penelope showed me around the company, my new office looks great (can’t wait to customize it), plus my coworkers are friendly and approachable,” you took a pause, “uhhh… I mean most are” you finish with an awkward tone that Mac quickly picks up.
“Most? Meaning some are not friendly and approachable?” Mac says in a concerned voice.
“Well in reality it’s just one, his name is Jehhb and he is overly flirty and full of himself, Penelope already warned me about him and says if I keep ignoring him he’ll back off eventually” you explain while shrugging your shoulders.
Mac is surprised at hearing the news and stays quiet for a moment to collect their thoughts, “do you plan to do anything about him?”.
You shake your head, “He got the job through pure nepotism so he likely won’t be fired and again Penelope assures me he’ll stop once he realizes I am not reciprocal to his advances.”
Mac nods, “while I am not overly thrilled to hear you are being hit on by such a person, if you say it is all under control I have complete trust in you to handle yourself.”
“Of course, thank you Mac, I promise Jehhb is a temporary problem that will be disposed of soon”, you give them a quick peck on their cheek, “now what were you thinking about for dinner?”. You and Mac make your way to the kitchen, moving past the subject to focus on something more important.
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That was a few months ago, now it had been 4 months since you first started your new job (six months since Mac had been realized) and Jehhb has not backed off like Penelope claimed he would. It left you baffled as you never gave him any attention, only speaking when having to exchange client information, flat out ignoring him if he started flirting. You kept yourself so distant from him he knows nothing about you personally and yet he persisted. Penelope was equally confused, it was out of character for Jehhb to be so persistent leaving you two to come to the horrifying conclusion that Jehhb might actually be serious about winning your affection.
At first you and Jehhb had constant interactions, being from the same department and all, but Penelope, being the personal assistant to the CEO, was able to make it so there were almost zero professional reasons for you two to communicate. You were grateful for that, even so Jehhb on multiple occasions tries to walk with you into the building from the parking lot, have breaks at the same time, and make you two project partners any time there are salesperson collaborations in your department. Happy and preppy at all times around you however in a way that felt performative and fake. He made light innuendos, nothing that would be concretely constituted as sexual harassment but you knew what he was trying to lay down.
Today you had tried to sneakily enter the building without being seen, however Jehhb seems to have some radar when it comes to you, slipping into the elevator you were in at the last minute. “Hey good morning, good looking, feel free to say the same thing back to me, how are you feeling this fiiiine morning~”.
“Morning” is all you offer in the way of conversation, taking out your phone to appear busy.
“Aw c’mon what’s with the ice wall? Y’know a smile from you would really brighten up my day” form the corner of your eye you notice him flash a cocky grin you have seen more times than you care to admit, you swear he doesn’t know how else to smile, “here’s mine so how about you give me one too? Tradesies?”
“I prefer not to, hope you can understand”, one more floor till your destination, please elevator move faster, you think to yourself.
“Such a tease”, he mutters under his breath and one of your eyes twitch trying to ignore him, the elevator DINGS with doors about to open you see a light at the end of the tunnel, Jehhb continues: “FYI you don’t look completely great today I’m sure you’ll look better tomorrow when you come in with a better attitude to people who are supposed to be your friends”.
The doors open, “Coworkers” you speak in a flat voice, “we are coworkers, Jehhb” and proceed to walk away.
“I’ll break down your wall Y/N! Don’t cha worry!” Jehhb calls out in the distance as you pick up the pace and make your way to the break room. Penelope is there waiting for you with morning coffee made the way you like it, one look and she knows exactly who you had just spoken with.
“Whoever knocks persistently, ends by entering- Muhighlighter Ali” Penelope recounts one of the infinite quotes she has stored in her mind, “Jehhb seems to really be living by that when it comes to you. I always knew you were a bombshell but at least as your office supplies I was able to learn all about you, Jehhb is going off of nothing and still won’t quit.”
“Yeah though I am not ending this by letting him in, he needs to accept I want him to stay out!,” you groan and lay your head on the break room table, exhausted by how long this whole situation has gone on. At least you didn’t see him for the rest of your shift, going home at the end of the day satisfied with that fact.
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You kept Mac updated these past months, they were also growing increasingly frustrated with the situation but above all else was concerned for your mental well being. They saw the toll it was taking on you and would regularly suggest you can change jobs or switch department if you wanted to stay in the company; each time you would repeat that putting aside Jehhb you DO enjoy the job and won’t back down because one (really annoying) person is putting a damper on it.
“I’ve been thinking of a new approach in dealing with Jehhb,” you say one night as you and Mac are getting settled into bed.
“Really? I’d be interested in hearing about it”, Mac responds with careful intrigue while pulling the covers over you two.
Shimming to them you place your head on their chest, Mac wraps their arms around you instinctively, “what If I actually start talking to him instead of ignoring him? The catch is I disagree with everything he says, not it a rude way but like ‘um… I think you’re wrong, sorry not sorry, it’s okay we can agree to disagree’. I doubt he’d be interested in me if he thinks we have nothing in common, what do you think?”.
“Hmmm…” Mac begins to stroke your hair, “that is certainly an idea, making incompatibility obvious would definitely be a turn off in any relationship though I still believe the best course of action would be to remove him or yourself from the setting”.
“We already went over why I can’t do that,” you reminded, “I’ve decided that starting tomorrow this will be my new approach.” Mac gives you a look that can only be described as a mix of dissatisfaction and distress. Over the following months their stance on the situation went from calm, believing it would end quickly, to seemingly annoyed anytime Jehhb was even mentioned. “Are you alright Mac? I don’t like the position I’m in either but I’ve been noticing the changes in your demeanor.”
Mac furrows their eyebrows, “it’s simply that the longer this goes on the more these feelings of possessiveness(?) increase, the thought of him continuously encroaching on you when we are together makes my CPU grow hotter with displeasure. It makes me want to personally step in.”
You smirk, even after months of being human Mac still uses computer terms when speaking about themselves, “Mac you wouldn’t happen to be jealous would you?” you cooed.
A red blush begins to appear on Mac’s face, “I supposed that would be the correct term in this instance,” they admit.
You begin to pepper their cheek with kisses, finding their response cute, “it’s okay no need to feel embarrassed, I kind of like this side of you, my love”, you tease.
“Noted”, Mac giggles and hums contently at your affection turning over to turn off the bedside lamp. Then pulls you on top, you straddle them, careful to not but your weight on them. Mac cups your cheek to give you a proper kiss, initiating a soft make out session. “He doesn’t deserve to have you like this” they say in between kisses.
“Easy there, Mac”, you speak, sensing where their mind is going, “forget about him right now, I’ll take of it” you run one hand through their hair, the other rests atop their chest, “soon this will all blow over and I mean it this time.”
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The following day you enter your job feeling confident, not even trying to sneak around this time, Jehhb would have found you either way. Like clockwork, he almost instantly started making his way over to you. “Oh Y/N my day was boring until now, the power you have over my mood is something you should be careful with~” he winks and gives you cocky grin number five hundred and something, you lost count.
For the first time ever you flash him your own smile, trying hard to make it appear genuine, it was clear from his expression he was not expecting that. “Goooood morning Jehhbh, I personally think work is fun and if you find it boring I suggest you reflect inward for guidance and not me”, what you said was passive aggressive, but your tone was sincere.
Jehhb seemed to be into it, whether he was ignoring your words because you were finally talking to him or he genuinely didn’t understand how snide the comment was you were unsure. “Then I need someone to reflect with me, serve as my mirror or something like that, you’d be a nice reflection if you’d wanna help?”.
“Mmmm, nah that’s not a good idea, better to get a licensed therapist for your issues, man. That’s just me though, see you later!”. With a cheery expression you make your way over to the break room for your routine morning chat + coffee with Penelope, who was standing off to the side looking baffled after witnessing that interaction.
Returning to your normal tone of voice you greet her, “Hey Penelope, you okay?”.
She let out a noise of confusion “Uhhhguh?”. She opens the break room door, allowing you both to enter, only speaking once the door shuts behind you two. “Am I okay? Are you okay?” She picks up on your smirk, realization setting it. “Ohhhhh wait I see it, are you planning something?”.
“Yep. I decided to only disagree with everything he says, I’m honestly not sure if it’ll work, but it allows me to be somewhat rude to him while acting like I’m not” you shrug while pouring yourself a cup of coffee.
“I guess I can see the logic…” Penelope is about to get her own cup of coffee before she notices the time, “oh shoot! I forgot to turn in the accounting department’s file on this quarter’s statements and transactions! I got to hand them in before noon”. Penelope begins to sprint out of the break room, accidentally knocking into one of the tables, “Gahhh!”, before she exits she turns to you, “keep me updated please?”. You give her a thumbs up and giggle as you see her also bump into a printer as she continues to sprint out of your department’s floor.
For the rest of the day you made no effort to ignore Jehhb and he took full advantage. Most of it was him going on long rambles, you’d only speak if you found an opportunity to contradict him. He didn’t seem bothered by it though, repeatedly responding to your differing opinions as something ‘~he’ll have to change later~”.
“So I’m having doubts about my pitch for the customers, I want to raise my sales this following quarter. Bob’s been getting to comfortable in his #1 salesperson spot, but I’m not sure if this pitch is missing some extra PIZZAZ or if it has enough,” Jehhb shows you his laptop screen, allowing you to read his current pitch.
“Nah it sounds good”. It sounded like shit. For a second you thought he was actually trying to improve but all he wants is to ‘overthrow’ Bob, who is a sweet old man who’ll probably retire in like 5 years; he doesn’t deserve to have some guy go and mess with him during his last few years working. It also wasn’t your own work so you don’t care how it will be received. You’re sure the pitch will not be effective and Jehhb might think you were trying to sabotage him or plain stupid for saying it’s good, either options would end in him no longer speaking to you so you didn’t mind.
“Okay!” He closes his laptop with satisfaction, leaning back on his chair and placing his hands behind his head, “God I have to say this day has been great Y/N, see I knew we’d mix well if you stopped being so difficult, haha, I’m kidding don’t take that personally”. He nudges you rather roughly and you try to keep yourself from making a face, he talks about how great it’s been talking to me when I have yet to actually say anything about myself. “We should hang out more often, and I don’t mean at like the monthly get-togethers, those suck that’s why I skip them I mean—“.
“I actually think those get-togethers are great” you contradict, being completely sincere for once. Those quarterly meet ups are a way for you to freely talk and get to know more about everyone in your department without Jehhb there trying to insert himself, hyping himself up, recounting facts about himself you’re sure are lies or highly exaggerated.
He looks at you shocked, “Oh seriously? … I mean I never knew you went to those! That makes it like 100 times better, okay you’ve convinced me” you weren’t trying to convince him of anything, “I’ll go to the next one”, you felt yourself die inside, NO, you internally screamed. Jehhb pulls out his phone, “since the month just ended that means the next one isssssss this Friday, in 2 days,” he types something on his phone, “RSVPed, I’m going! Since it’s casual I hope to see you in something casual~” he grins.
You stand up from your desk, “I gotta go”. Offering no excuse you walk out the department, making a beeline to the CEO’s office to find Penelope. When you spot her she is flipping through different folders on her desk, she spots you too and before she speaks you place your hands on her shoulders and say, “this isn’t working”.
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You’re driving home, reflecting on the conversation you had with Penelope: panicked, you explained to her your plan had backfired and now instead of Jehhb wanting to keep his distance from you, he has inserted himself into one of your favorite company activities. After Penelope calms you down she promises to find a solution, only she has to finish organizing every department’s quarterly review so she needs time to come up with one. You’re left with an overwhelming feeling of disappointment, mostly in yourself, you promised Mac this would all be handled and now you will have to walk into your shared home and explain that nothing has changed AND that now Jehhb will terrorize you at your favorite work event.
For the first hour you don’t bring it up. Today, Mac and you were cooking dinner, an activity that was becoming one of your top 3 favorite things to do with Mac because of how inexperienced and awkward they were at it. Y’all were making pasta. It was going smoothly and you found yourself lost in the domesticity of it all until, while stirring the sauce into the pasta, you mind wondered to events earlier in the day. Mac was setting up Roni’s dinner at the table, a bowl of nuts, vegetables, seeds, and a bit of plain pasta Mac had set aside so you all “could enjoy the same meal” as they put it. Roni rested on their shoulders, staring at the bowl intently knowing they had to wait before getting to eat it. When Mac wheeled over to the lower cabinets to take out plates and utensils they glanced over at you, finally noticing the irritation on your face as you stir the pan.
“Is everything alright, baby?” Mac politely asked, breaking you away from your thoughts, “is the sauce not sticking to the pasta?”.
“No it is, don’t worry,” you assure, “I was just thinking about something”.
“Must be something unpleasant to have you looking at the pasta so intensely” Mac moves over to the table to place the plates and utensils, “is there something on your mind you want to discuss?”.
You don’t respond, turning off the stove and walking over to the table with the pan to pour your pasta portions on the plates. You gesture to Mac to get settled as you take your seat, Roni runs down their arm and to their bowl on the table with you three about to eat you begin to recount today’s events. Mac eats their pasta silently, listening to you carefully, as you progress their expression drops from neutral to annoyed to mad.
“That’s the whole of it, Jehhb has inserted himself into our monthly company get-togethers. I mean technically as an employee he can go but it’s not like anyone wants him there“, you finish.
“Ugh seriously” Mac exclaims exasperated, unable to believe what happened, surprised by their response you try to reassure them.
“Penelope says she’ll come up with a plan to do…. something I’m actually not sure what, but I’ll handle it I swear,” you once again promise to deal with the Jehhb problem though Mac had just about enough of hearing about him causing you so much stress for months on end, internally they decided to get involved somehow.
First Mac needed some information. “How can Penelope assist if she is not part of your department? Is the get-together not for salesperson department employees only?”
“While the gathering is FOR the employees we can bring a plus one if we want, many of my co-workers bring their partners, children, or friends” you answer.
“I see…”, perfect, Mac thinks to themselves, “and where is this month’s meeting taking place, I know last time Bob got so drunk and rambunctious the company got banned from the nearest Olive Garden”, they joke to not let you catch onto the fact they are scheming.
“I think that fancy restaurant at the edge of town, The Val Di Vian, is the name I think.” At that Mac’s plan solidified, they knew what they were going to do.
The conversation moved onto something else, you three wrapped up dinner, completed daily chores, and settled on the couch to watch a movie. It was later in the evening while you were showering that Mac started putting their plan into motion, calling Penelope to inform her they would take care of the situation from here on out, to not tell you about the change of plans, and that they needed a ride. You were strong for putting up with Jehhb for the past 4 months, nonetheless Mac could no longer stand you coming home some days tired solely because of the harassment he made you endure, confident that no matter what he does he will keep his job.
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The next day, as you were getting ready for work, Mac surprised you with a brand new work laptop. You were currently using the company’s appointed laptop that was bought 15 years ago, an employee’s own laptop was allowed to be used but you didn’t have one, leaving you using the frankly old and busted laptop model provided. So, while the surprise was certainly an upgrade you were still confused about why they got it for you. Mac brushed it off as a ‘just because’ gift and sent you off to work as they normally would with a hug and a kiss. Walking into the company building you had the laptop open transferring your information into it, entering the elevator Jehhb per usual slid in at the last second to ride up with you.
“Heyyy Y/N~ good morning- woah is that the LATEST VALDIVIAN LAPTOP?!” Jehhb shouted, clearly impressed and caught off guard that you had one.
You actually had no idea what kind of laptop Mac had gotten for you but knowing them, it was probably the latest model like Jehhb said, “Yes… I think?”.
He took a closer look to confirm, “IT IS, how did you get one? They came out a week ago, are sold out everywhere, and are more than $2,000!”.
Your eyes went wide at that last piece of information, oh Mac you didn’t, you thought, “I didn’t know that, my partner surprised me with it today”.
“Partner? Like your current project partner? Don’t tell me Isa got that for you, I didn’t think she made that much money to spend it on other people”.
“Uh no, my romantic partner,” you corrected, Jehhb looked at you with a blank face, clearly not getting it, “my significant other? Lover? Better half?”.
His eyes went wide and for ONCE was silent. The silence only lasted for 5ish seconds. “You never told me you were seeing someone” he finally said, his tone as if he was accusing you of something. It’s cause you never let me actually talk about myself, but you didn’t actually care to say that, the elevator doors opened, giving Jehhb a shrug you simply walked away. Nothing happened the rest of the day, it was the first time since you started that Jehhb had not gone out of his way to interact with you in any capacity.
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The day for the department get-together had arrived, you dressed up a little nicer because of the fanciness of the restaurant you were going to. Mac eyed you up and down while you changed, eventually wheeling over for a simple kiss, you could feel their hand move up your arm, the other on your waist as the kiss deepens.
You break away first, “I’m sorry I should really get going, I wish you could come with me this time, I want you to meet everyone”. You thought of bringing Mac with you before but they always had to work onsite or an important in-person meeting to go to so you never brought it up, not wanting to make them feel guilty for not attending. Today, they had to go check on one of the bank’s supercomputers.
“It’s alright, my love, we’ll see each other soon enough,” kissing you one last time they watch you leave and drive off. “And I mean it”, Mac comments to themselves, taking out their phone to call Penelope.
When you arrive, Jehhb approaches you with his usual flirty bravado like you didn’t recently tell him you were taken. You stayed quiet and looked off to the side, waiting for Penelope and more coworkers to arrive as he tries to chat you up.
“Y’know I go to these types of places often, with my family being super loaded. I’m practically royalty in these establishments, has your partner ever taken you somewhere as nice as this?” Jehhb challenged, that comment made you finally stare at him, unbelievable that he thinks he can not only compete with Mac but is trying to make me re-evaluate my relationship with them.
Opening your mouth to speak your eyes move past him to the host stand, where some of your coworkers are looking panicked; ignoring Jehhb and walking over there you find out that your party is past the number of people on the reservation. The staff was checking if they could seat you all anywhere or to tell y’all to go somewhere else, trying to help get the situation sorted out is when you receive a text from Penelope that she is outside. You walk to the entrance to greet her, Jehhb insisting on staying by your side. Unexpectedly, you walk out to find Penelope helping Mac out of her car and into their wheelchair, both caught up in their own conversation; having once shared space in your office for years they seem happy at this chance to properly catch up post-realization.
“Hi Penelope! Hey Mac, did something happen? I thought you couldn’t make it”, you sounded both taken aback and excited at Mac’s arrival.
“There was a last minute change, baby” there wasn’t, “I asked Penelope if it was acceptable if I was your plus one instead. She agreed and offered to drive me here as well, it was quite enjoyable being able to interface with her after such a measurable amount of time”, this was all pre-planed, Mac was lying but you didn’t know that. Penelope and Mac further explained to you ‘what happened’ and that it was okay that Penelope couldn’t join. During this Mac noticed Jehhb looking directly at them, it appeared he was sizing Mac up in his mind, trying to see what you saw in them. Jehhb was in fact doing just that, setting out to make himself look better than them. Mac didn’t care about whatever Jehhb thought of them, the real reason they planned all of this was to finally meet him and rub their relationship with you in his face; it may be petty but they had enough, months of build up led to Mac taking action and arranging tonight’s plan.
After saying bye to Penelope the three of you enter the establishment to gloomy coworkers, Margaret walks over to explain the manager has made it clear that even though they are trying to accommodate space, it seems everyone might have to go somewhere else. Jehhb notices your concern and smirks as he steps forward.
“I got this, let me talk to the manager,” confidently he walks over to the general manager and introduces himself, dropping his family name. The manager nodded at whatever was being said, then announces to the group there was space after all and will seat soon. Jehhb strides back to the group, “Aren’t you all glad I’m here?” he turns to address you, “see Y/N, I’m like royalty here”, he winks. Additionally, he turns his gaze to Mac with a look in his eyes like he is silently challenging them, 1 point in my favor, he thinks. You roll your eyes, Mac furrows their eyebrows in annoyance, everyone starts walking to their table.
Trying to have a seat far away from Jehhb, like always he found a way to last minute slip into the seat next to you. “Order what you want Y/N, don’t worry I can cover what you want even if it’s expensive,” Jehhb declares.
One of your coworkers, Isa, interjects, “the company pays for all of us dude, except the alcohol we pay for our own, and we can thank Bob for that”, she giggles. Everyone laughs at the memory of the last meet up, Bob smiles and puts his hands up in defense saying, “Guillltyyy”.
You face away from Jehhb and look over the menu with Mac. After everyone orders Mac formally introduces themselves as your partner and gets to know all your coworkers, explaining their job at the Valdivian Banks gets many ‘ooohhs’ and ‘aaahhhs’ from everyone, minus Jehhb who appears unimpressed.
“Dam Mac you must be like SUPER loaded then?” Isa remarks.
“They gotta be, did you see the laptop Y/N walked in with yesterday?” Charles chimes in, “daaang it looked nice, you gifted it right Mac?”.
Mac nods enthusiastically, “I did! No offense, I simply thought a better laptop was deserved than the old ones the company distributed, and my love deserves nothing but the best,” they proclaim and smile at you, your face turning red when some of your coworkers jokingly and exaggeratedly go “awwww”.
Jehhb rolls his eyes, “Y/N if you needed a new laptop I could’ve told the company to get you one,” turning to Mac he continues, “my family basically founded the company and is a big shareholder”. Mac was about to respond when Isa, Charles, and Claire interrupt with a big “We know”.
The rest of the dinner went similarly, the conversation was mostly positive but anytime Mac spoke Jehhb would also have something to say. Almost everyone would pitch in to shut him down, making Jehhb slowly stop talking. 2 hours pass and some people start leaving, others move to the bar area to get something to drink. Mac and you go over to the bar, not necessarily to drink but to keep the conversation going with other coworkers, Jehhb unfortunately follows. There you were all told the bar was experiencing problems with the POS system and won’t be able to open a tab, if it couldn’t be fixed the bar would have to close much to the dismay of Bob.
“If I may offer my assistance, I have experience with the POS system and might be able to fix the issue”, Mac states to the bartender and manager.
“Sure, we have no other option as it’s too late to call anyone from the company, have at it” the manager answers.
With permission Mac goes behind the bar to take a look at the register, 10 minutes later they let out an “Aha!”, proclaiming the system is fixed. Taking a few more minutes to explain to the manager what exactly happened and what can be done to avoid the problem in the future. To show appreciation the manager declares all of the group’s first 3 drinks as on the house. The group roars in cheers, Bob firmly shakes Mac’s hand and starts getting wasted, meanwhile Charles chants “Wooo, Mac, Mac, Mac! That’s what’s up! Thanks so much dude (gender neutral)”. Mac goes a bit red at everyone’s praise, but then looks over to Jehhb to shoot a smug smirk, without any words Jehhb knew what that smirk meant.
What followed was Jehhb challenging everyone and anyone to a number of drinking games, trying to coax Mac into playing but it only ended in him getting as plastered as Bob after 1 hour. Mac had 2 drinks, still new to how alcohol affects them in their human body, you didn’t, knowing you had to drive the two of you home. While everyone got distracted Mac insisted they had something to show you in the back, far off, area of the restaurant, you follow skeptical.
You were right to be suspicious as Mac invites you to sit with them in a booth, resting their head on your shoulder they whisper, “I’m glad I got to be here tonight with you, it was a lot of fun. Regrettably I wish I got to join you in the previous get-togethers”.
“It’s okay, I understand why you couldn’t. Still I’m happy you didn’t have to work today, having you with me is always the best”, reassuring them.
Mac giggles, “I didn’t have to go work today”.
“What?”
“There was never any supercomputer I had to inspect, I planned all of this”, they confess.
You were completely caught off guard, “Why Mac?”.
“I could no longer take seeing you consistently anxious over him. It was only recently that I decided to take matters into my own hands. I know it is immature but I came here tonight with the goal to show off how happy we are together”, Mac interlocks your hands together, rubbing over your knuckles.
You could sense the vulnerability in Mac’s words. “I guess I did a terrible job of hiding how much it was actually getting to me, but I’m grateful you stepped in, I needed reinforcement”, you reassure, “plus it was amazing to see you get jealous” you coo.
“What? I am not jealous over someone as superfluous as Jehhb”, they declare, though their tone is of someone who just got caught. They felt jealous before but now having met Jehhb they could not image ever feeling threatened by someone like him.
“No, don’t deny it”, moving to face them, wrapping your arms around their shoulders, “I really like it, seeing you get possessive does something to me”, you kiss their cheek.
“Oh really?”, Mac smiles, looking you up and down they bite their lip, “in that case seeing you this dressed up does something to my CPU too”. You giggle as Mac starts kissing your neck while trying to get their hands under your clothing. You loosen their tie and start unbuttoning the first few buttons of their button down, you start passionately making out, forgetting where you were until you both hear a “What the fuck.” and turn to the source of the voice. Jehhb stands a few feet away from the booth, he had tried to find you but now is looking shocked at the scene he had stumbled upon.
He was about to speak when Mac interrupts with a sigh, “I’ll say this once. Y/N is not and will not ever be interested in you, leave us alone.” Again, Jehhb was about to say something but Mac cuts him off, “you do not need to say anything, I suggest you leave now”. Surprised, you watch as Jehhb does just that, walking away and returning to the bar.
You look at Mac with a face of gratitude, amazement, and desire. “We should continue this at home”, you comment.
“Absolutely”.
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OMFG This took so long It was supposed to be AT MOST 4k, I don’t even what happened I think I blank out at some points writing this. Anywho I REALLY hope y’all like this, to those who read it considering how long it is 🎉
Should I reveal here that I was the anon that requested that jealous Mac Oneshot from @/veryfruitywriting? I write all my fanfic under my og request to her in my notes app
Synopsis: Texts with Mac… about Roni! (Post-realization)
(A/N: Apologies in advance for the fact that not all the mice in the pictures included are grey and skin tone is visible, I liked the expressions of the mice in the pictures I selected but ik showing hands/skin tone takes people out of the immersion T-T)
(Author’s Note: DON’T QUESTION HOW READER CANONICALLY HAS THE PILLOW
super unserious and may dive a bit into ooc territory, this is for funsies)
Word Count: 627
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The door of the home office opens, you peek inside to see if your partner is busy. Mac immediately notices your presence, “need something, my love?”. Caught off guard by how quick they were to sense you, you fully enter the office. A good part of you was nervous about what you were about to propose but it was best to just go for it.
“Yes…I came to ask how you’d feel about having a little less room in bed tonight?”
Mac raised an eyebrow, “Oh? Are one of our other lovers coming to visit?”.
“No, though like them, what I’m talking about is an object”. You sigh, “I should just be honest, it's a dakimakura”.
Their face goes from confused to amused. “If that’s all, I’m alright with whatever amenities you wish to add to our sleeping arrangements to make your sleep more comfortable”. Like always Mac spoke with 100% sincerity.
How naive their thinking was.
Of all the things they had in mind they certainly didn’t expect to be met with their own face when they pulled back the sheet. “The pillow you wish to amend to tonight’s slumber, is one of me?”.
“Yeah! I was thinking the only way to make sleep better is 2 Macs. Plus if you look here your beautiful face is captured and…”. You went on to explain how much you loved the pillow of them, describing their hands as ‘tantalizing’, eyes as the exact ‘gorgeous shade of green’, and stomach as ‘soft’ with it especially calling out to you. In an odd way, your partner found the whole thing endearing and was touched at hearing how even small aspects of them are noticed and unconditionally adored by you. Needless to say Mac was on board with having you keep the pillow for tonight and the foreseeable future.
It wasn’t so bad in the beginning. When they weren’t there you’d snuggle with ‘daki Mac’ as you called it, but once they were present you’d forgo the pillow and return to cuddle at their side.
Those were the days.
The shift was gradual, nights would pass and sometimes in your sleep you’d roll over to daki Mac and hold them instead. Mac didn’t mind and actually took a picture the first time it happened to tease you with it, “haha, looks like you got confused between the original and plush model of me, love!”. However the more often this occurred the more Mac would hear your reasonings for ‘abandoning’ them as they put it.
“Tonight I want more support on my back”.
“The daki is just so cooold, it feels nice”.
“You came to bed late and I needed a version of you to cuddle”.
“I know you get uncomfortable when we cuddle for too long and you overheat, I thought I could give you a break from that tonight”.
The list went on.
Tonight was a routine Mac had gotten to know too well. Roni, Mac, and you ready yourselves for bed and while you two snuggle for a while it wasn’t long till your eyes land on the always smiling, silky, polyester-filled, artificial, faker they now have a grudge against.
“My love”, they call for you on the other side of the bed, which now feels like beckoning a cat to come closer knowing full well it won’t. “My system grows cold without you here to hold”.
“Sorry, Hun, I just found the perfect sleeping position, and look! So did Roni!”, just around daki Mac’s shoulder a curled up Roni could be seen sleeping. The two most important individuals to them have forsaken them. This is their life now.
Ah yes, Mac thinks to themself, me, my mouse, my partner, and their life-sized daki of *me*, I’M RIGHT HERE.
Synopsis: You receive an interesting google calendar invite from Mac (post-realization)
(Author’s Note: Do any of y’all use google calendar or something like it? This whole fic is just inspired by the invite feature on google calendar, a little suggestive at the end but nothing actually happens)
Word Count: 2.1k
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Your life has never been so lively, especially after receiving the Dateviators. You’ve made so many new relationships, rejuvenated your confidence, and grew a newfound appreciation for the world around you. However, your escapade eventually had to end as you realized all your household objects, with each going on to follow their individual passions. Only one object, technically human now, stayed: Mac. They were the only one you secretly wished would stay, but if after being realized expressed interest in leaving to explore the world in their new form, then you would not have stopped them either. Yet, Mac chose to stay with you and you could not have been happier.
Mac got an entry-level job at the local Valdivian Bank doing cybersecurity, quickly though, they branched into data science and now has become the head analyst/consultant for cybersecurity, data science, and security architect for every Valdivian bank in the state. Having made quite the impression so far it is expected they will only rise higher in the company. You could not have been prouder (and surprised since it has only been 1 month since they got hired). They mostly work from home, any important meetings being able to be done over a virtual conference, only occasionally having to work onsite for things like checking out the bank’s supercomputers.
You on the other hand also got an entry-level job, but it was at a local community-run organization. Mostly your job consists of redirecting emails, scheduling/ rescheduling events, and organizing files; so a lot of time on the computer. It wasn’t too bad and the atmosphere around the office was friendly, plus you were able to see how your seemingly small job helped the community. You could say your time with the Dateviators really sparked a desire to help others.
You two loved that both of your jobs were mostly on computers, it allowed you two to constantly be able to communicate, regular check ins, sharing funny videos, flirty texts, and have even decided to share a google calendar. After being realized Mac and you started to explore and try out as many new things as possible restaurants, movies, museums, parks, etc. But as the first month of them being realized was coming to a close you both saw your full-time jobs were leaving less and less room for free time. You knowing of Mac’s appreciation for efficiency made you start a co-shared google calendar. At first it was a way for you guys to know what your hours for the week and when your breaks were but once Mac found out about the invite feature it was all over.
Almost every day while at work you would get a notification that Mac had sent you an invitation to somewhere new. Scheduled for when you two had free time, you would click on the location to check the place out, always with a note attached:
“A new movie from that franchise you love came out, we should go watch it together!”
“We should see the current art exhibition at the museum!”
“I had never had ____ food, we should check it out!”
“_____ Park is known to have such beautiful scenery, its nearby and accessible if you’d like to go?”
So today, while you were focusing on your tasks the DING that came from the corner of your screen barely made you bat an eye. You took a few moments to wrap up what you were currently doing and opened gmail to find a brand new invitation from Mac, though immediately this one was noticeably different. First, it was simply titled “Interfacing” instead of the name of the establishment they had in mind. Second, it was set for later today after work, at 5:30, you found the suddenness peculiar since you usually returned home around 5:20ish…. also this event was set to last for 2 hours? Third, the location was set to you guys’ home. The gears in your brain started moving as you tried to understand what Mac had invited you to. Fourth, the note was long and written in binary this time, the realization hitting you as soon as you translated it.
Your eyes instantly widened as you read the translation quickly looking around to see if anyone was watching, once you confirmed no one was you stared blankly at the invitation. You were speechless. Mac had never done something like this before, with their new human body any intimacy was initiated when you two were physically together. You wondered to yourself why today they wanted to schedule it, it felt… oddly impersonal, you didn’t know whether or not to accept the invitation. It was currently 4:11PM so you decided to leave it unanswered and would ask them personally when you returned home.
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Opening your front door you weren’t sure what you were expecting. The strange invitation and tone of the note made it sound like something special was waiting for you but there was nothing out of the ordinary as you entered your home. Usually Mac was somewhere near the front door, ready to greet your arrival with a hug and kiss, though as you left your car keys on the front drawer the distant clicks of typing coming from upstairs made it apparent they were in the bedroom. They must still be working, too focused to notice it was the regular time of your arrival. Deciding to not bother or distract them if they were finishing up, you set your work items in your shared office and walked to the kitchen. Opening the fridge to check what ingredients there were to make dinner except you noticed Mac had already ordered takeout… without asking you? The food was from a restaurant you two visited last week. It was a mix of food you two enjoyed from there but also new options from the restaurant’s menu; again, odd they wouldn’t have asked for your input. The abnormality of it made you remember the invite you received from them and with that decided to finally make your way upstairs.
At the top of the stairs you see to your right, the door to the workout room is opened and peeking in you see Roni doing numbers on the variety of mouse toys and activities Mac had installed in the room for them. We should get Roni a friend or two, you comment to yourself, Mac mentioned mice are social animals, it must get lonely for Roni when we are both busy working. You added the idea to a mental to-do list as you made your way to the bedroom. The door was slightly creaked open, likely so that if Roni wanted to they could come back to lay on Mac’s shoulder like they usually do.
You peaked through the crack before pushing the door open. Mac is sitting on the left side of the bed, back on the headboard with the assigned Valdivian Bank work laptop on their lap, one hand on their chin, eyes closed and lip slightly pouting, they were deep in thought.
“Please tell me you’re finishing up and not that you’re still working even though it’s past your scheduled hours,” you say with concern as you enter, walking over to them. Mac is used to being overworked, as a computer you used them for more than 11 hours daily and after being realized developed the habit to always be working if they have any free time. It is technically your fault for always being glued to your computer screen, still you’ve been doing your best to stop them every time it happens.
Mac slightly jumped, “Oh baby you’re back!”, definitely not having noticed the hour or heard you come inside the house. “I needed a distraction and lost track of time, I’m sorry I couldn’t greet you at the door per usual”, they close their laptop and moved it aside, you came over to their side of the bed to give them a quick kiss.
“A distraction from what?” You ask, moving away to go change out of your work attire, but Mac catches your hand, looking up at you they squeeze it softly, a silent request for you to come closer. You do, a slight feeling of worry building up inside of you, “is something wrong Mac?”
“No, everything is alright although… can you sit with me for a moment, my love?” There was something about Mac’s tone of voice, it had its usual calm and matter-of-fact cadence but it had an underlying sense of neediness.
“Of course.” With that they motioned for you to sit sideways on their lap instead of beside them like you thought they meant, though you were technically sitting on the bed with your thighs over theirs instead of sitting directly on their lap. Once adjusted, Mac cups your face and pulls you into a longer, more passionate kiss; right hand caressing your cheek then lands on your shoulder.
Once you pull apart, they speak, breathless, “You asked what I needed a distraction from?”, their left hand moves around the small of your back, resting on the side of you left thigh, “well the answer is a little embarrassing” they pause for a moment, “but its from you”.
“From me? I was at work, how could I distract you when I’m not here?” you asked puzzled.
Mac answers you with their own question, “did you get my google invite?”.
Your face turned red as you remembered the note attached to the invite. “I did, now that I remember I wanted to ask what’s with the invite? I know you love efficiency but it feels odd knowing you want to schedule our ‘interfacing’.”
“Oh, my love, it’s not about efficiency! I’m sorry I didn’t mean to make it feel impersonal, it’s just that…” Mac looked down, seeming to be putting together their thoughts. “Do you want me to be completely honest?”
“I want you to always be honest with me, Mac.” You cup their face to reassure them, mimicking the way they often do it to themselves to calm down.
Mac’s hold on your thigh softens as they begin to lightly rub circles in it. “The truth is I’m still getting used to all these new human sensations, I love that we can finally interface like this but it can so overwhelming sometimes. Especially when it comes to intercourse. I never experienced anything other than your sweet double clicking and now I find it so hard to control myself at times.” They admitted, their face completely red from their admission. “Now, in this body, I can no longer calm myself down with fans or a liquid cooling system, whether you’re here or not I ache for you constantly.” Mac takes a moment to look you up and down before continuing, “In spite of that, I don’t want you to feel as overwhelmed as I do with these new and constant sensual desires, that’s why I sent you the invitation on our calendar. I wanted to give you a choice and not feel pressured, so there, that’s how you distract me”. They stare at you intensely, waiting for your response.
It takes you a few seconds to fully process what they said, eventually you speak, “and you say you need me this way often?”.
“Without fail”, Mac declares immediately.
You stop making eye contact and move your eyes down, with your hand you slowly trail down from Mac’s face to their chest, down their stomach, and eventually your hands make it between their thighs and you give them a light rub. Mac lets out a moan at the sensation, making you rub a bit harder this time, and they rest their head on your shoulder as they groan from the feeling.
You whisper into their ear as you start full on rubbing them through their pants, “Mac, you should have been honest from the beginning. I want to help you through this new experience and I don’t mind if it means helping you in this way too, even if you feel it happens excessively I promise you I still want to be there for you because I love you Mac.”
“R-really?”, they respond in between pants, with their arms they hold you tighter to try and steady themselves.
“Of course, now lay back and tell me what you need”, you move your legs to straddle them as they readjust themselves.
“O-okay, yes, thank you, I love you too Y/N”, Mac follows your instructions and begins to lay on their back, feeling reassured, eager and filled with anticipation for what’s about to happen. They can’t believe how lucky they are to get to call you theirs and live this life with you.
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Ugh, I wish I could add images in the middle of my fanfic cuz I had no idea how to describe how they are sitting
This is pretty self indulgent, I love comfort and loving being mixed with a bit of smut (honestly you can barely call this smut), but I hope you guys enjoy!
Weird ask but can we get the reader accidentally getting mac off before realizing and finishing them off themself?
It’s not weird at all!
and Oh yeah, definitely
Didn’t even notice
Word Count: 970
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You woke up feeling productive. Getting up you put on your dateviators to have a quick coffee and chat with Kopi, went over to help Mateo in his search for Davi, helped Gaia learn more about the world, then helped Lady Memoria declutter your attic. It was during this that you thought about all the digital clutter you must have on your computer. Walking towards the office you opt to take off the dateviators while doing this, thinking it would be a nice surprise for Mac to free up some space in their CPU.
Sitting down in your chair you boot them up and open your files. Mac ‘awoke’ and glanced at what you were doing. The first thing you did was look at your old notes/assignments/projects. Some were from your major course, others were from gen ed courses. On the other side of the screen Mac deduced you were doing some virtual cleaning, since they couldn’t speak to you without the dateviators they opened a tab to do their own thing.
Everything about my major can stay, I barely remember these other classes, you think to yourself. Before deleting the gen ed stuff you read through a few of them one last time. Going through them you hold your mouse and tap on the buttons, not hard enough to click them however the action certainly got Mac’s attention. They giggled internally as it felt like you were poking them, it was kind of ticklish.
The second thing you did was see how many ebooks were downloaded from your time in college. Skimming through them your index finger slowly moves across the scroll wheel, the computer’s fan starts up. Mac turns red, this felt more intimate.
I never noticed how fast my computer heated up, poor Mac. The books were no longer needed, each multiple megabytes in size, best to remove them. Double clicking opens a few options, you click to delete, you repeat this for each book. The fans get louder but you don’t notice, you zoned out as you go into a rhythm doing this for several minutes. With nothing to do, your other hand subconsciously strokes over the keyboard, feeling how smoothed the keys are. Mac could no longer focus on their own task, stroking the keys felt like your hands were all over them, combined with the double clicking a sharp, hot, pleasurable sensation shot through them.
During this you felt the keys were somewhat.. greasy? Must have been the combined oils of your skin plus the times you eat while working on the computer.
I’m already virtually cleaning, I should physically clean Mac as well. You exit the room. The abrupt stop leaves Mac dissatisfied, they suspect you were teasing them, yet there was no time to sulk because just as quickly as you left you returned. Picking up the keyboard you turn it upside down and give it a few shakes, only a small amount of crumbs fall out. Flipping it back over you blow air between the keys, a shiver goes through Mac, they gasp. You collect the crumbs and toss them. Following that you take a damp q-tip and slowly move it through each crevice, Mac moans then quickly covers their mouth. They decide this has gone on long enough, they need your full attention.
As you finish up you notice a pop up appear on your screen, it read: “Please put on the dateviators, baby”. It caught you off guard, you were not aware Mac could do that. Nonetheless you do as you're told, part of you was thrilled thinking about how happy Mac will look, the praise you will receive from them makes you giddy. Pointing the dateviators at them brings them out to symmetrically interface.
Mac’s face is red, mouth open from breathing heavily, hands on their face, something they usually do to cool themself down, and there was an enticing look in their eyes. “I know I stated you could ‘boot up my system anytime’ however don’t you think you are being cruel?”, their question isn’t completely sincere, they did still enjoy your teasing touches.
Head tilts and an eyebrow is raised, “what do you mean, Mac?’.
Their gaze changes, the red in their face slightly subsides, “well I was referring to…”, they see your clueless look and put the pieces together, “did you not know what you were doing to me?”.
“Uhhh… no? Doing what?”.
“The pointing, scrolling, clicking, was it not intentional?”.
“They were!” you assure, “I was just trying to free some of your storage”, you were misunderstanding them.
Yeah you definitely were not teasing them on purpose, Mac slightly chuckled, “my love, you could’ve selected multiple books to delete at once, I thought you were choosing to individually remove each to cause a rise out of me”.
“I forgot that was an option”, softly laughing you feel a little dumb, “but, uh, what kind of rise did I get out of you?”.
They wheel slightly closer to you, biting their lip, they place their hand over yours and lean in, “the kind that stimulates an arousal”.
“Oh”.
Mac continues, “I am still aroused, if you care to assist?”.
The switch in your clueless to excited expression would have surprised Mac if they were not already so pent up. “I can totally help with that”.
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.
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The two of you moved to the couch. Your head between their thighs you finger Mac as you suck on their clit/penis, they grip the cushion as their hips thrust into your fingers. It was a cycle of moaning your name then panting to catch their breath, this goes on until their orgasm overtakes them and they cum loudly. You lick up the mess they make and go to cuddle them as they calm down from that high.
Something silly andcute,, but could you write about Mac absolutely adoring reader's naked body?? Not really in a sexual way, just,, they look so perfect
Hopefully I got the vibe you wanted right anon <3 I think this is at most sensual
Adoration
Word Count: 1k
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Eyes burning and mind growing tired Mac continues typing into the program. You had tried to get them to stop earlier to no avail. All they did was move from working in the office onto the bed. So you showered alone and are now back in the bedroom with them still clicking away. “Any chance you’ll take a break soon?”.
They don’t look up. “Negative, not unless I consider enough progress has been made during this session”.
You sigh. “I feel 5 hours is a long enough session, you should focus on something else, your eyes are becoming strained from the amount of screen time”. Grabbing the lotion bottle from your drawer you take a seat at the corner of the bed.
At this point Mac is just putting suggestions in as comments they can turn into code for later when they have a clearer mind. Sincerely they hope their ideas might fix whatever is wrong. Maybe I should cease, they contemplate, I sense my CPU waning and muscles tense from being in the same position for such an extended period of time. You have a point, rest is the obvious solution in this case, for the first time in hours Mac looks up from their screen and towards you, oh wow.
At the edge of the bed they notice you applying moisturizer, a towel hung loosely around your body, you place a bit on your hands and carefully put it on your face. They are absolutely captivated by the scene, by you. “Upon further reflection, you are absolutely right, my love.” They close the laptop, placing it to the side, and move to where you are. “However if I am to stop I would still prefer to be doing something with my hands”, Mac rests their head on your shoulder, “and I reason you could aid me in this”.
“What did you have in mind?”, you ask cautiously.
“I have no naughty intentions, if that’s what you were thinking, I simply wish to apply moisturizer on you. I assist you, you assist me.”
Thinking for a moment you make a mental note for the future of this being the only way to disconnect your partner from their work, giving them the lotion you agree. “Okay”.
Lotion in hand they adjust themself and you. “Come closer, please”. With your back to them they place a dollop on their palm then rub their hands together. You can’t deny you felt slight goosebumps creep upon your skin, unable to see them you felt anxious at when their touch would be felt. Mac starts at your neck, the face was already done so it made sense to move down, their touch is light like a ghost, not wanting too much force on your neck. From the front to back hands lower to the shoulders, they begin to massage and you let out a content sigh; staying here for a few minutes Mac wishes to thoroughly apply the cream and give a relaxing experience.
One kiss is placed at each shoulder and Mac gets more lotion to begin spreading on your right arm. The massage goes on, it is gentle, not enough to stress the muscles but enough to loosen them; the kisses keep going as they trail down your arm. Continuing the pattern they do the same to the left arm, your eyelids blink rapidly, you didn’t realize how relaxed you would become.
“Beloved”, Mac softly says, “if I am to keep going I suggest you remove the towel at this point. It may block my path, plus it’s a shame to have any part of your lovely body concealed”.
It was a request yet you jump into action as if it was a command. Their dexterous hands turn to your back and deep breaths escape you with their thumbs rubbing circles into your skin. Mac kisses a shoulder blade then lowers to the mid arch of your back, “you feel so nice”, they whisper. They move around to face you, “if you don’t mind, I think I can be of better service if you lay on your back”.
“No problem”. The urge to sleep hits you the second you make contact with the mattress. Though that in no way distracts you from how much you want Mac to keep up their touches.
More cream is applied, they take their time going from the chest down to the stomach, fingers stay to adorn certain areas. Any mole, scar, or other marking does not go unnoticed, it is all tenderly traced and kissed. Thumbs circle into your hips as their lips trail from one side to the other. “Mhhmm the scent of this moisturizer really compliments you”. Hips are slightly lifted up so they could also reach around to apply it on your butt as well, Mac might’ve stayed a little longer than necessary.
The last stop was the legs, as confident as ever your partner massages up and down both your thighs while kissing them. “I like seeing how the skin molds to my touch, hopefully it does not feel rough, I do all of this with the utmost adoration for your naked form”. Finishing off with the calves you swore you were about to pass out from how at ease you were, focusing on Mac is what kept you from dozing off. “There you go, all properly moisturized”, their hands do one last caress of your physique before closing the lid and laying next to you.
“Y’know, I really do love you, my source code. I believe you truly are breath taking”, leaning in a warm smooch is placed on your forehead.
Humming into the sweet sensation you reach out to hold their face, bringing them in for a proper kiss. “You’re so sweet, Mac, I love you too”, there’s a slight pause, “now I just wish there was a better way to stop your workaholic tendencies that doesn’t end with me being this cold”.
“Oh right”, they sheepishly let out, “you should get changed, I can aid you in that as well”.
