Detroit: Become Human One shots

Connor X Kamski - Hidden Features

•Smut Warning for this Chapter•

Connor knocked loudly on the door. It was opened by a blonde female Android who smiled politely at him.
"How can I help you?"

"I'm here to see Kamski," he explained, "he should be expecting me."

"Right this way." The blonde android opened the door wider allowing Connor to walk through. She lead him to a room that was heavily decorated with pictures and paintings, but the only furniture was a table and a few seats.

"I'll let him know that you've arrived."
She left the room via an automatic door.

Connor sat with his hands in his lap. He was about to meet his creator for the first time. He had designed every element of Connor and had been extremely eager to meet his perfect creation.

"Kamski will see you now." The Android lead Connor into a huge room, mostly filled by a swimming pool.

The man climbed out of the pool and had another one of his androids loosely wrap a bathrobe around him, his chest still exposed.

"Connor," he smiled. His voice was deep and calm.
"It's so good to finally see you in person."

He approached the Android and played with his hair, inspecting the colour and length. He turned Connor's face to the left and then to the right before facing him dead on.

"You really are the perfect prototype." He raised one eyebrow as Connor blushed.
"What's wrong?"

"I need to tell you..." Connor started, "I wondered if you would be able to give me any advice... I think I might be becoming a Deviant."

"What makes you say that?" Kamski smirked, brushing the Android's cheek with his fingers.

"I- I've started to experience emotions," he admitted, looking down.

"Fascinating," the man breathed, biting his lip.

He put a hand on the small of Connor's back, making him jump at the unexpected contact.

"I can run a few tests on you if you like," Kamski offered, smiling deviously, "then we will know for sure."

Connor could tell from the way the man spoke to him that there was more to his words. The way that Kamski was treating him was new and confusing, but he was curious to find out what he was feeling.

"Ok," he nodded. "I'm ready."

Kamski pulled out a vial of blue blood from a cabinet and trickled it over his own hand.
"Analyse this and we'll go from there."
He stretched his arm towards Connor, waiting for him to make a move.

The Android opened his mouth allowing Kamski to insert his fingers, which he did without hesitation.

Connor's LED blinked yellow as he felt the mans fingers brushing his tongue. His face went dark blue as they made eye contact, Kamski was biting his lip again, smirking at the same time.

The Android pulled away slowly, not breaking the eye contact.
"It's blue blood. Serial number 6-"

He was cut off by Kamski placing one finger over his lips. He held up a hand and gestured towards the door. Without hesitation, the blonde androids left the room leaving them alone.