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Bondage, Bites, and Cuddles.

🔲 Hug

I hugged Conan, not really knowing how to react to the information. I felt my biocopomnents begin to heat up, causing me to malfunction. And him returning the hug back as he chuckled in my ear didn't help.

"Does this mean you feel the same way?"

"I-I don't know...it just felt right to-what are you doing?!~"

He found a way to slide his hand up my sweater and start to...

Let me explain.

As Androids, (and as a prototype) there is an opening in our chest to inspect errors and viruses much more easy. But here Conan is using it to...

You know what I'm trying to say!

(3rd Person P.O.V)

Connor tried to move away from Conan's grasp, feeling his fingers dig into squish around his opening. He tried to silence what noise wanted to give away that he was enjoying this.

"My, I never knew you could feel pleasure like this.~" Conan coos, moving his other hand down Connor's thigh, rubbing it with such pressure. Connor tried stay silent, no matter how much he wanted to scold Conan for pulling something like this. But he didn't trust his voice.

Conan continued his "deed" until Connor finally yelled: "Conan, Stop!" This made the dominant Android pull his fingers away slowly. Connor sat there in overwhelming pleasure. "Why...does that...feel...odd?" He asked, mostly to himself as he guided his hand near his crotch.

"According to my analysis, your thirium has flowed to your penis, Connor." Conan answers. "I wasn't asking you! A-And don't analyze me!" Connor blurts out, covering himself back up with his sweater and his LED flashing yellow.

"Awww, little Angel face is turning Blue.~" Conan teased as he carressed Connor's cheek with his thumb.

"O-Oh yeah?! Well how about this?!"

Connor proceeds to smash his lips into Conan's, grabbing him by the shirt collar. Conan smirked into the kiss and pushed Connor down on his back, sliding his hand under Connor's boxers.

Connor pulled away, panting slightly. "What do you think you're doing?!" He asked, his LED glowing red. "Me?! You're the one that kissed me!" Conan protested. "I-I was just trying to...t-trying to..." Connor flumbled with his words as he saw the sly smile on the Android on top of him grow wider and wider.

"Go on." He said simply with a knowing look. Connor knew that there was no way out of this, and the irritating and new feeling would never go away. He slowly pulls Conan for another kiss, this time with less force and more feeling. Conan understood and moves to whatever rythm Connor made, despite the smaller android being less experienced with these sort of things.

"If we're going to do this, then please, be gentle?" Connor practically begged. "You have my word." Conan promised. He then picks up the brown-eyed beauty bridal style and carried him to Hank's bedroom. "You know, I can walk, Conan." Connor's pouted. "Not after I'm done with you." Conan replied slyly. Connor's eyes widen in shock, not even knowing what to say after that smooth move.

So he just let himself be carried, the now familiar heat coming back to his face. Conan chuckled devilishly, throwing the 800 model on the bed, quickly followed by him pinning him to it as he slithered his way ontop. "A-At least tell me what you plan do to!" Connor shrieked, suddenly feeling powerless. "Simple: I plan to fuck you, Connor." Connor tried to respond but all that came was a jumbled mess of awkward noises.