|Gavin Reed x Male reader| Detroit Become Human|

Chapter Seventeen

- Yes, another one, don't judge me, I'm way too onto this book xD -

- [F/N]'s POV -

Well, I never once thought that I would be sitting on my couch, hard and pressed up against Gavin Reed but here I am, seriously fighting against the urge to move against Gavin's thigh for some relief but apparently, I didn't have to move. Gavin starting shifting around a little to get comfortable, it seemed but I had to move a hand to my mouth when he did so, a shock of sudden pleasure shooting through me when Gavin slid his leg between mine.

"Gav, please stop moving." I mutter quietly and Gavin didn't seem to hear, tilting his head up to look at me, "What?" He asks, a tired expression on his face. "Please, stop moving around..." I repeat, looking at him before he suddenly realizes what I mean, his ears turning red and his cheeks soon matching the colour of them. He sits up, quickly moving off me and shaking his head, obviously not comfortable with my dick pressing against him. I grab my crotch, tugging at my jeans again to try and bring myself some comfort while Gavin gives me a weird look, well, more so gives my crotch a weird look. I sit up, huffing out a breath while he sits cross-legged on the couch, tugging his hoodie over his thighs a little.

"I'll um... Go take a shower..." I say, getting up and undoing my jeans. just needing a little more comfort while Gavin mutters out, "God, I don't need the image of your jerking off in my brain, thanks." He cringes, scrunching up his features in disgust. "I didn't say I was going to jerk off..." I say, looking at him slowly shrink in on himself, ears turning even redder, if that was even possible. "It was obviously implied..." he whispers, curling up on the couch more and pulling up his hood.

Instead on torturing poor Gavin further, I head off into the bathroom and strip, climbing into the shower before switching the water on. I stand there, shivering when the cold water hit my skin. Though now I was seriously resisting the urge to do what Gavin mentioned just moments ago but in fairness, it was Gavin's fault! God, now the thought of Gavin sliding his hands up my thighs and taking my dick in his mou- Stop, [F/N], stop, stop, that's wrong and something he clearly doesn't want. Stop thinking of such things after the man had confided in you. that's when I decided that jerking off was not an option, forcing myself to think of things that would most certainly calm me down.

I soon find myself much calmer than when I first got into the shower so I take a moment to wash myself and my hair before getting out, wrapping the towel around myself. I put my Pj's on before going back to Gavin who had gotten the blanket from his bed and wrapped himself up in it, just the top of his head and hood sticking out from it.

"You okay, Gavin?" I question, sitting down on the couch and moving Gavin's legs onto my lap lie usual. Gavin's face pop's out from under his blanket to look at me, humming, "I was thinking of something..." He says, furrowing his eyebrows "Gary Hart has been missing but no one asked if he had an android... Did he have an android?" He asks me and I shrug in response. "What makes you ask that?" "Maybe it's just a malfunctioned Android, it's... very common, as we know.." He mumbles, mood dropping a tiny bit but I gently rub his shin through the blanket, humming, "Well, it's certainly something we can look into but for now, I think we should get some rest... It's getting late." I suggest to which Gavin gives a nod, sitting up and stretching.

Gavin gets up, waddling down the hall and dragging his blanket with him into his room while I turn all the lights off and head to bed, snuggling into my covers and slowly falling asleep, feeling content yet more than sorry for Gavin. I'm more than happy that he opened up to me but I hate the fact that it had to be about such things...

- Gavin's POV -

Laying in bed, I can't seem to quite get to sleep. I hate the fact that I opened up to [F/N], it made me feel weak like I'm not really as "manly" as I like to think I am, I just... I can't believe that he was so nice about it. I mean, what people say is right, he wasn't even human so maybe it doesn't count as rape... No, Gavin, it doesn't matter that he wasn't human, it was still excruciatingly painful. The fact that he wasn't human didn't mean it felt any better, that the scars he left aren't real and that all this emotional trauma that I've been experiencing was all for nothing. I can't be that, surely... I shake those thoughts away but another comes creeping to mind, the fact that feeling the other detectives dick pressing against me was... Oddly appealing. I feel my crotch growing warmer and begin throb, which was... quite a surprise. Honestly, I was more shocked than disgusted at the fact that [F/N] could even affect me like this... he's a guy. The fact that I'm even hard was a such a damn revelation that I sat up, tugged the covers off myself and looked down just to make sure I wasn't just thinking it. Honestly, it had been so long that I'd forgotten what it felt like to even need to be touched in this sort of way.