heehoon smut-shots

E.T.H.A.N ¡

★this is a smut from my book "E.T.H.A.N"
★top Ethan(Heeseung), bottom Sunghoon¡
★9477 words¡

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Sunghoon sat in his dimly lit workshop, a place cluttered with sketches, blueprints, and countless iterations of unfinished prototypes.

The company he worked for thrilled him.
They built innovations, devices meant to push humanity forward.

But over time, their vision dulled, their ideas uninspired.

Sunghoon, brilliant and restless, felt the weight of his intellect wasted on their mundane projects.

Loneliness crept in, and boredom followed.

That was when he began his secret project.

Ethan. ET01.

A creation born not from corporate obligation, but from Sunghoon’s deepest need for companionship.

Ethan was different from the company's sterile machines.

He was human like in every sense.

His synthetic skin was flawless, his dark eyes held an uncanny warmth, and his voice, programmed by Sunghoon, carried subtle inflections that made it feel real.

Too real, sometimes.

There were nights when Sunghoon would catch himself staring at Ethan, wondering if his creation was more than a machine.

Ethan was designed to interact, to speak with wit and empathy, but no matter how perfect his responses were, they were all based on pre-programmed logic.

Ethan couldn't think for himself.

He was there, yet absent.

Over the years, though, he became Sunghoon’s closest companion.

They’d spend nights reading together, Ethan’s steady voice reciting the lines of Sunghoon’s favorite novels.

They’d cook in the kitchen, Sunghoon laughing as Ethan attempted to follow along with surprising dexterity.

Ethan became Sunghoon’s confidant, his friend in a world that had grown dull.

But something was missing.

A month ago, it became unbearable.

Sunghoon wanted more for Ethan.
More from Ethan.

He wanted to bridge the gap between human and machine.

That’s when he reached out to Jay. Jay was a genius in his own right, a specialist in artificial consciousness.

If anyone could help give Ethan the ability to think independently, it was him.

The process was grueling.

Ethan was taken to Jay’s lab, where he underwent weeks of intricate programming and neural mapping.

Sunghoon missed him terribly.

The house felt cold and hollow without Ethan’s presence.

He missed their conversations, the way Ethan would listen to his rambles, the way his presence made the world feel just a little less lonely.

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Tonight, Sunghoon sat alone again, nursing a cup of coffee.

His heart raced as he glanced at the time.

Jay had promised to send Ethan back, along with a surprise.

He didn’t know what that meant, but the anticipation was unbearable.