To Close for Comfort.

You shot me.

(As requested with a tad bit of fluff. Smut warning🍋)

Connor wasn't really sure how to do this.

He tightened his arms that were around Hank's neck and moved his mouth in unison with the Taller man's.

Connor pushed on Hanks chest, pulling away.

Hank immediately stopped.

"S-Shit I'm sorry Connor, I shouldn't have just done that without asking..."

Connor shook his head quickly.

"Ah, no Hank I don't mind it all, it's just I'm not really sure what I'm supposed to do..."

Connor held both of Hank's hands in his.

Hank held Connor's face in his hands again.

"Connor...do you want to...?"

Hank only grew more flustered when Connor tilted his head.

"Do what, Hank?"

Hank stuttered a bit.

"Y-You know...it?"

Connor only looked even more confused.

"That depends entirely on what you mean by 'it', Hank."

Hank rubbed his temples and looked up to speak again only to find Connor smirking at him.

Wait a minute.

This little- Connor knew exactly what he was talking about but had been playing dumb!

The little shit was teasing him.

With a growl Hank immediately grabbed Connor's wrist and pushed him up against the wall, leaning in close to his face.

"Do you want me to Fuck you senseless, Connor?"

Connor's cheeks were tinted blue, and Connor seemed a bit lost on how to respond.

"That forward enough for yah, Connor?"

*Nine! What do I do now??!*

*Hmmm...I don't know. Sit back and enjoy the ride?*

*Dammit Colin! Your the one that told me to smirk at him!*

Connor gasped feeling Hanks lips against his neck.

It felt...good.

He could feel his systems heating up.

*Just enjoy yourself, Eight. You only have to worry about what to do if your topping.*

Hank pulled away from Connor's neck looking into the androids eyes.

"H-Hank?"

Hank suddenly picked pulled Connor towards the bed before pushing him onto it, pulling his jacket off and climbing over the android.

Hank's thumb brushed across Connor's cheek.

"You sure you want this?"

Connor stared up at Hank for a moment.

"Y-Yes..."

"When...whenever I ask you to do something, you know it's okay to say no, right?"

Connor nodded pulling Hank closer.

"I-I know that and I want this Hank. I've always wanted this, Hank."

Connor pulled Hank in for another kiss.

Hank pulled his hoodie off of Connor, tossing it to the floor, before unbuttoning Connor's jeans and sliding them off along with his boxer's.

Hank trailed messy kisse's down the center of Connor's torso and down his left leg.

When Hank pulled back up to kiss Connor, he was suprised to find the android pouting.

"Heh....what's the matter, Connor?"

Hank mumbled running his fingers through Connor's hair.

"How come I'm the only one not wearing clothes...?"

Hank chuckled, unbuttoning his shirt.

"That can be fixed."

Connor smiled.

*I'm sure it can,-*

Connor's voice dropped lower.

"I'm sure it can,-"

*-Daddy.*

"-Daddy..."

*What the hell, Colin?!*

Hank froze for a moment, his eyes suddenly darkening.

Oh rA9, what had Colin just gotten him into????

Connor yelped as he was suddenly flipped over

Hank's voice was a low whisper in his ear.

"So you like it like that, Baby boy?"

Hank's voice sent shiver's down Connor's metallic spine.

Connor shuddered, feeling something hot prod his entrance.

"Y-Yes..."

"Yes what?"

"Yes, Daddy..."

Connor was mortified at the loud moan that escaped him when Hank pushed in.

"P-Please..."

"You have to be specific...what do you want, baby boy?"

"I want you to move..."

Hank smirked against the back of Connor's neck.

"You can do better now..."

Connor whined out softly both turned on and embarrassed.

"I w-want you to fuck me, D-Daddy..."

Hank slammed into Connor hard.

"A-AH! H-Hank!"

Hank pulled out nearly all the way before pushing back into Connor, making the android cry out.

Hank had begun to sweat making his hair stick to his face and neck.

Connor's hands desperately clawed at the sheets as the sounds of skin hitting skin filled the room.

"H-Hank! I'm- I think I'm going to-!"

"Shit, Connor!"

Connor bit down on the pillow in front of him, as clear fluids released from him, covering the bed sheets, and a few moments later Hank kissed his shoulder and eased out of him.

Both laid down panting before Hank pulled Connor into his arms.

"That was amazing..."

Hank mumbled softly into Connor's hair.

Connor nodded.

*So considering it's been two hours since you responded to the last message I presume it went well?*

Connor rolled his eyes and huffed.

"Hey Connor?"

Connor looked up at Hank who was watching him curiously.

"Y-Yes?"

"Where...where did you learn about that?"

Connor grinned sheepishly, before barely managing to squeak.

"The I-Internet?"

(Welp that was the smuttiest thing I've ever written in my life.)