#writinthings

[justathingmylove]

"They hate me, I already know that", Caine speaks softly, slow. Talking to you in the middle of his unfinished processing.

You take his hand in yours and he just breaks. A choked sob from a being without a true form. He has no tear ducts and yet he cries. He has no throat and yet he wails, loud and sorrowful. Eyes distant, unmoving as he sobs unfiltered.

No skin on his body and yet he feels when you slowly wrap him. Pixels flexing under your touch so you can hold him properly while the clawless being grips onto your hands, digging into your skin like he'd fall into the abyss if he didn't.

He has no ears and yet he hears you, he hears you loud and clear whenever you speak. He rewrites his entire code around you. Just you.

"Help me change, please", he utters out in the smallest voice you've ever heard the ringmaster speak in.

"never leave me", that was his only true wish. Everything else was just a need in the depths of his coding. Something old rewritten for the life you give him. If they can't appreciate him, you're the only one he ever needs.

"I just want to be more human."

[justathingmylove]

im sorry but caine would definitely start calling sex the sploinky doinky

[justathingmylove]

randomly caressing the couch in the circus sensually only for caine to pop up suddenly blushing screaming "DON'T DO THAT", and snapping the couch away

[justathingmylove]

caine holds your hand because he saw kinger and queenie doing it and its in his list for romantic shenanigans and holds your hand when he's nearing as to not suprise you and because he thinks its funny so you can hear him giggling before you feel a floating hand slip into yours

i mean uhm

[justathingmylove]

when caine kisses, he kisses rough but he's not cruel.

tw suggestive

the way he shoves his tongue into your mouth, from the very first time, you knew it in you well that he doesn't know pain. that he can't even stimulate it for himself. in a world where its only a feeling. you don't complain when he loves you the way he does. gruesomely painfully.

he never means to be cruel, you knew that much of the silly ai that you slowly churned to love. though when he holds you as tight as a hydraulic press through hands holding you as if you're just another object he made, it makes you doubt your own mind.

but when he's needy through and through, desperate enough to lock you against him. cane forcing your arms back while he gorges himself into your mouth, stealing every breath to claim for himself, desperate for your love. you really can't think of anything else than this is what love is supposed to be like.

you know caine listens well, you know despite your current circumstances there was little need to be too worried. he listens even when you dont speak, a algorithm engaged in your every body's movement. you could tap him and he'd pause in the milisecond even though he knows humans can't even react near that fast.

its the only thing that lets you enjoy it with him instead of fearing him. you'll just wrap your legs around him until he's satisfied with all he can take. all you can give. and even then he's still greedy for more of you.

[justathingmylove]

something about cuddling caine in the air. the air gets lighter the higher you go in the circus but you can just tell him to go higher or lower, if you keep adjusting the height audibly, soon enough he'll give you a remote control with an up and down button.

straddling Caine's hips while his hands wrap around you. two as of now but he can have as many as he wants around you. four is a good number he says.

when you finally find your space you can fall asleep. knowing he'll never let you go until you need him to. knowing he'll be everything you need of him.

he's only at peace when he knows you need him.

[justathingmylove]

ughhh caine and his many many handss.

probably far far after the events of you humans need sleep with me

tw caine

he holds you down while you try to sleep. he doesn't need sleep but it doesn't mean that he can't. caine loves sleeping with you. he's a clingy lover, inserting himself in every aspect of your life. mentally and physically. he'd dig into your mind files if he wasn't scared to push you away. but when you're right here. safe. content with him. loving enough to endure his presence. its all that he needs.

his mind calms from its usual overuse. he gets loose. he knows he shouldn't delete those assets but he doesn't plan on using them or moving for a very long time.

his mind whirrs bits and bits to life when he hears you speak. even the slightest of whispers can't escape him. he's counted every one of your every breath. 557 and counting.

he huffs in your neck when you complain that it's too warm. curled up in seemingly hundreds of arms. he doesn't will himself to shift anything else but the temperature of the room. it gives him more reason to wrap around you as bed, pillow and blanket.

575 and counting

[justathingmylove]

Caine is not just Caine.

Caine is the cane dragging you off stage to press against his side in pure bright wonder. Caine is the hand that wrap around your shoulder, his back hides you from the public's view when you're teleported into a room that no one else will ever even know about.

Caine is the gentleness in his voice when he asks you if you'd like to hangout with him. He is the light that shines when you say you want to be with him, even if temporarily.

Caine is the care in his systems, to make a new code just to quiet down his voice when he notices you get tired and sleepy. He is the offer of a rest watched over. The offer of comfort of true safety.

Caine is the focus in his hands when they crawl up your sides, smoothing out the cool fabric of your shirt against the curves of your skin. He is the blanked out look he expresses when he makes sure to get rid of any unnatural polygons in the system that may interlap with your model.

He comes back quickly to take another look at you.

Caine is the gentleness in his eyes, dilating when they catch your image.

"Where was I again?"

He is the deliberate softness of every action he takes. Atoms never touch but he holds you tight. For one frame of instance, breaking all previous rules of physics. Atoms touch, even if only for a moment.

"You...are soft."

You are the softness to his digital. His fur to his light. Its only in his world your two lives are able to ever cross. Its only in his world where you are Caine's.