Deviants (RK1700 SHIP)

Chapter 6

Connor sighs and waves him over as he gets a cup of coffee. He enters and closes and locks the door behind him, which makes Connor a little confused but shrugs it off.

"I need to talk to you about something that has been bothering me for a while..." He says, blushing more as he walks up to him.

"Shoot, I'm all ears," Connor says, leaning back in the metal office chair as he takes a sip of the therium mixed coffee.

Conan bites his lip harder and walks over to Connor's side and his eyebrow twitches up.

"Conan what are you-"

Conan takes the coffee out of Connor's hand and sets it on the table. He then pushes him against the wall and locks eye contact with him.

"I'm going to say this once but I need you to help me..."

Connor's eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Ok..."

Conan sighs. "Listen, I've had feelings towards you Connor. I have a crush on you. I love you so much and I've been having dreams and I..." He freezes.

"I want to date you."

"Conan I.." What can I say about this? "You know Hank! If he finds out he'd break my skull in!"

"I know, I know but I just," He puts his arms on either side of Connor, trapping him against the wall.

"He doesn't have to know..."

Connor doesn't know what to say again. A model that looks like him and is better than him what's to date him.

He stands there baffled, staring into his eyes.

He sighs heavily and mutters, "I'll let you kiss me and whatever stuff you need to please your fantasies for right now and now only."

Conan groans and shakes his head. "I don't want to use you, Connor," He lifts one of his hands and puts it on Connor's shoulder. "I want to date you. That means we hang out, drink together, and kiss."

Connor is still at a loss for words. He can either say no and he gets pissed since now he still doesn't have anyone to talk to and he can't date an RK800. Or, he can say yes and he will be happy and will make Connor never turn into a sensitive child again.

"Ok, I'll date you."

Conan smiles lightly and lifts Connor's face by his chin. He slowly leans into him and kisses him on the lips, moving his hands to Connor's waist.

Connor moans a little as he feels the softness of Conan's lips pressed up against his. It's a feeling he's never felt. And he wants more. He leans into the kiss and hums. The feeling of Conan's hand on his waist turns him on and he shakes a little, trying not to get hard because that would fun to explain to Fowler.

Conan pulls Connor closer and grids on Connor, feeling his dick grow harder. He pulls away from the kiss and latches onto Connor's neck, feeling his moans in his throat as he grabs onto his waist and pulling him closer. Conan reaches under Connor's shirt and plays with his nipples causing small moans from him as he blushes heavily.

"Conan..." Connor moans, "S-Stop..P-Please.."

Conan stops and Connor is panting, his shirt unbuttoned at the top a little and his tie almost undone. His jacket is no longer perfect but crinkled and loose, making him look less of an android.

"Let's do this somewhere else and not here. There is no way Fowler or anyone else can see this."

Conan nods and blushes a little. He leans in for the final time and lightly kisses Connor's jawline and fixes his shirt along with his tie and jacket.

"Don't tell anyone," Conan winks.

"Of course.." Connor chuckles and blushes as he takes a sip of his coffee.

Conan exits the room and Connor sits in there again, alone with his thoughts and coffee. He tries to think but he can't. The only thing he can think of is Conan's lips and his eyes. Connor never noticed how amazing he was until that moment. But then he realizes the horrible truth; what if Gavin finds out? What if someone finds out and they tell each other? What about... Kamski...He shakes slightly and finishes his coffee and exits the room to go get his stuff to end the day.