I'm human (completed)

Desire

I didn't get a wink of sleep. Events from last night kept occurring to me, Lt's hug, his comfort. Everything he did just made my sensory system go haywire. I hugged myself and buried my face into a certain fluffy Saint Bernard.

I couldn't stop thinking about him. I let out an aggravated groan causing sumo to shift onto his back. Turning his head to look at me, He panted, making me smell his disgusting dog breath.

"ohhhh, Sumo that's gross," I said, turning my head in the opposite direction.

The familiar beeping had made its presence in my hearing. It's time for Lt to get up. I dreaded the thought of going to work. I didn't know what was going to happen, but cases don't solve themselves y'know.

I didn't dare make eye contact with Lt, I couldn't. He didn't do anything wrong, I just can't face him.

I started mumbling to myself, "this just doesn't make any sense." I raked my hand through my hair. My leg started bouncing up and down.

"Connor, time to go," Lt said, causing me to snap back to reality.

Getting up from the couch and dodging sumo's fart bomb I replied,"Coming, Lt."

We made our way towards the car and got in. Lt blasted his metal while I stared out the window. My finger twitched causing me to look at my hand. My skin felt hot but cold, It was scratchy but underneath my prosthetic flesh.
I ignored it and resumed looking out the window.

Finally, after a terrible hour of hearing Lt's poor taste in music, we made it to the police department and went in.

Walking in I noticed my skin was getting more hot and itchy, so I began scratching the top of my palm just lightly and continue toward my designated desk. Once there I sat down and immediately got to work, I brought my hand towards the screen and connected it. Cases filled view of every deviant case that has popped up in the last few months, some even started all the way back in Detroit.

Disconnecting, I began to fill out paperwork that had seemed to magically appear as a stack on my desk. I eyed Lt, he must of lot some of his paperwork on my desk. Sighing I decided to do his work as well.

Lt pointed to a pile of reports, "Connor, pass me that report right there, it's next to your pens."

I followed where his finger pointed and found the report, smirking a little to myself I handed him the report. My hand brushed against his rough and calloused, but soft hand. It was as if Electricity shot through his hand and mine, making my whole body shiver. Gasping, I Tore my hand away from him violently.

Lt looked up towards me, "The hell."

My eyes met his, I was stumped, my mouth agape. I couldn't make out words. I cleared my throat and continued occupying myself with working. I kept getting sensations, forcing my body to shiver. I tried writing but my hand kept shaking and smudging all the words together.

Everything felt close, to close like I was almost over the edge of something. My screwed shut as I tried to concentrate on my task at hand, trying to not get distracted by how foreign these feelings were. I brought my left hand to cover my mouth, as these sensations made their way towards my nether regions. Rubbing my thighs together, something twitched, wanting no needing some action.

Getting up from my seat I quickly excused myself to the bathroom and made my way there. Locking the door behind me, I looked towards the mirror. My hair was a mess and sticking to my forehead, I was sweating, trembling as well. I let the water run and stared at the faucet for a minute before splashing my face with water. Instantly I felt a little relief.

I left the bathroom and made my way back towards my desk. I sat down and continued doing paperwork.

I felt Lt's eyes upon me, "Connor please tell me you're ok?"