Detroit: Become Human One shots

RK900 X Gavin - Archive Room

•Smut Warning for this Chapter•

"Detective Reed? I'm the Android Cyberlife has partnered you with."
The RK900 model stood with perfect posture next to Gavin's desk. He eyed the Android up and down without saying a word.

"I can assist you at crime scenes and in the office environment efficiently. I am also here to help with your personal tasks and needs."
RK900 looked at the stubborn detective as he continued to blank him.

"As part of our partnership, I am to live with you, free of charge."

The detective sighed.
"You make it sound like a good thing, but I don't want a tin can hanging around my house. So beat it."

He turned back around in his chair, pretending to put his full attention on the paper work on his desk.

"I really must insist. Besides, you don't have that much of a choice."
He paused, crossing his arms as the man glanced back up at him, before continuing.
"Why are you so against the idea? I'm here for whatever you want me to do."

Gavin tried to muster a frown but instead found himself blushing at the thought of taking this Android home with him. He turned away again, quickly trying to hide his face.

The RK900 put his hands on the desk, leaning closer to the detective.
"What's the matter detective?" He asked with a smirk, "Does my presence make you nervous?"

"Shut the fuck up, you fucking an-"
He didn't have time to finish his sentence before the Android had put one finger against his lips.

Reed's eyes widened in shock and his face turned bright red. He pushed the RK900's hand off his face before getting up and rushing towards the door to the archive room, leaving the Android stood at his desk.

He watched the detective leave, giving him one minute of peace before following with a grin.

As he walked down the stairs, he saw Reed pacing backwards and forwards in the dimly lit room. He made himself known by clearing his throat loudly.

The detective jumped slightly and turned to face him.
"Why are you following me?"

"I have to follow you if I am to assist you."

He moved closer, noticing the man tense up as he did so. His heart rate increased and he looked down, trying to avoid eye contact.

"What's wrong, Detective Reed?"

"Nothing!"

The RK900 ran a scan on the man to find the source of his behaviour.

"Well," he started, confident in his new found evidence, "Your heart rate is above average, without doing exercise. You're very distracted by your thoughts, to the point of being easily startled... and there is an increased blood flow to..."

The Android trailed off, looking at Gavin's bulge in his jeans.

Crossing his arms defensively and turning his back slightly, Reed asked, "So, what's your diagnosis?"

"You're sexually frustrated."

He blushed hard and tried to avoid eye contact, nervously shuffling on the spot.

"I-I fucking hate androids... but I never imagined myself actually wanting to fuck one."

"Hm." RK900 smirked, making Gavin feel vulnerable.

"Well, I think it would be best for our investigation to get that sexual tension out of the way, don't you?"
He pushed the detective against the wall, one hand pinned above his head.

Gavin yelled out at the unexpected contact, not use to being dominated and especially not by an Android.

He leant up and kissed the Android roughly, trying to take control. RK900 smirked again at his feeble attempt, and began undoing the button on the man's jeans.

The Android paused to look down at the man, who was flustered and turned on by the way his hands moved so fluently.

He looked at his new partner with half lidded eyes.
"Fuck me... please... I want you to take me. Make me cum."

"I always accomplish my mission."
The Android took off the detective's jeans completely, shortly followed by his underwear, leaving him completely exposed.

The detective was suddenly very conscious of their location. If anyone wanted to analyse the evidence down in the archive room, it would be game over and possibly even good bye badge.

As the Android began to close the gap between them, Gavin put out one hand, stopping him from continuing.

"What if we get caught?"

RK900 kissed at the man's neck.
"That just adds to the thrill of it, Detective."

They smiled deviously at each other, their eyes filled with lust. The Android towered over the human, running his hand down his abdomen.

He took a hold of Gavin's length and began slowly stroking it in one hand, causing him to bite his lip and quietly moan.

As he picked up the pace, the detective had nowhere to hold in his position against the wall, apart from the Android that was pleasuring him.
He threw his arms around his neck for support, sinking into the curve of his body.

After a few moments, Gavin was already near his climax. He continued to moan, closing his eyes tightly.

The RK900 stopped, causing him to whimper at the sudden loss of contact, but quickly undid the front of his trousers.

He pulled out his own erect member with a grin and picked Gavin up, propping his back against the wall.

The detective wrapped his legs around the Android as he lined himself up with his entrance and starting pushing into him.

"Holy shit..."
Gavin's breath was heavy as he got use to the sensation.
The Android fully pushed into him, causing the detective to wince in pain and then grunted loudly with pleasure.

"Ready?"

Gavin nodded enthusiastically, already red in the face.

The Android wasted no time and slowly began to move inside of him.

"Son of a bitch!" The man dug his nails into the back of RK900's neck, the euphoric feeling driving him insane.

He threw his head and moaned as the taller Android continued pumping in and out of him, playing with his member as he did so, for what felt hours.

"Don't stop. I'm close..."

The Android had no intentions of stopping. Instead, he sped up both of his actions, sending the detective over the edge.

He felt Gavin's member twitch in his hand before shooting a string of white fluid out of the tip. It covered RK900's hand as he released his own load into the man, causing him to tense up, his walls tightening.

The Android pulled out and let go of the detective, who was very unsteady on his feet. He looked at his new partner, panting and dripping with sweat as he tried to catch his breath.

RK900 was seemingly unaffected by their intercourse. He sucked the rest of Gavin from his fingers, savouring the taste that was produced from his pleasure.

"How was that?" He asked, one eyebrow raised.

The detective put one arm around him, bringing their faces closer together.

"Not bad," he said, a mischievous grin on his face, "for a fucking Android."