Gavin Reed x RK900 (18+)

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Nines drove them back to the precinct. It had been an easy case, the victims had been nothing but helpful and compliant.
There was clear evidence to who the culprit was and as expected, he promised to cooperate, as long as this case stayed out of the media. Only the formalities were left, afterwards detective Reed would only need to drive home and be done with this day.

He had thought of many ways to ask the RK900 not to tell anyone about what happened at the Eden Club. But he didn't dare to look at the android anymore, let alone adress him.
As soon as everything he set out to do was done, he packed up and left work early. Leaving his colleagues surprised and mumbling to eachother. Gavin was usually one of the last people to leave the office.

Finally at home, he went straight to his bedroom and let himself fall into his bed. He wanted to bury himself alive, he couldn't bare the embarrassment. Even though he had planned to only lay and rest there for a few minutes; trying to make peace with what happened, Gavin dozed off.

When he awakened, his mouth felt dry and his whole body seemed to weigh double than usually.
An impatient door bell made him snap awake. How often had it rung already?
Still a bit drunk on sleep, Gavin stumbled towards his flats entrance and opened the door.
In front of him was a young woman with a paket.

"Gavin Reed?" she asked, he nodded. "I'll need you to sign this please."
He did as he was told and was handed the paket. He closed the door, sat down the small box on a counter and placed himself on a chair next to the coffee machine. Gavin contemplated whether he should just go back to sleep again or make himself a coffee. Half a minute later, the decision was made and the hot liquid poured from the machine into his cup.

Gavin checked the time on his phone - 19:12 - and saw that he had one unread message.
As he unlocked his phone, he took a sip from the steaming hot mug. The messenger App told him that an unkown number had sent him a video. For a minute he wondered if he should just block the number and move on with his life. But another part of him wanted to know what this was about.

Had Nines given Luke his number? He thought he only overheard Luke say his, but he could be mistaken. He was really exhausted at the end of that encounter after all.
Or maybe the message came from the sadistic client...

He decided to just watch the video. He could block and delete the number right after.
As he opened it up, the detective almost choked on his coffee. On the tiny screen in his hands was a video of himself in the precinct, sitting in his chair. One hand from outside the frame on his jaw, the other showing its fingers inside of Gavins mouth.

Only three seconds in, Gavin was sure of it: this was taken on the first day he encountered the RK900.
It was from the POV of Nines; Gavin vaguely remembered that almost every android is always recording. They're filtering and storing the recorded information during the 'down times', which almost looks like they're sleeping.
So Nines must've kept this recording through multiple down times and never deleted it, for whatever reason.

Gavin looked so desperate in that video, so scared, so horny. He wondered if in reality not only the androids had picked up on his masochistic side, but all the humans as well.
Though he was almost sure that they would've had teased him for it by now, if that were really the case.

Video-Nines pulled its fingers out of Gavins mouth, put them into its own for analysing, then bent down to detective Reed, who was blushing so hard you'd have to wonder how he still had blood for his very obvious boner.

"Next time" it growled with its oh so deep voice "you do as I say, or I won't be so friendly."

It straightened back up again. "Understood Detective?" it asked and Video-Gavin nodded softly.
"Did you understand?" it asked again. "Y-yes" Gavin replied with a weak, shaky voice.