✔️RK Café

16^ Connor - Silver Ring

August 4, 2040, 8:50 PM

Conan leaves the house just as Cassius walks in. "Why's he all dressed up?"
"I don't know," I reply honestly.
"Hmm..." Cassius stares through the window. "Whatever." He sits on the floor in front of us with his legs crossed. Whenever Cassius sits like that, it's a sign that he wants to say something. "So, today was really good."
"Oh, yeah? How so?" Hank rumbles. I know he likes listening to my brothers rant about their days. I cuddle into him.
"Well, Creed wants me to be his submissive. Technically, I already am his submissive. I signed the contract." He pokes his tongue out happily.
"Really? Well, it makes sense. Rich guys like to be Doms. They already dominate the market with their wealth, why not dominate a person?" Hank nods in understanding. "Did you at least talk a little about it before you signed it?"
"Oh, yes, we talked a lot about it." Cassius nods vigorously. "I read over the whole thing multiple times. I crossed out the stuff that seemed... too much for me to handle."
"Like you should be doing. Good boy, Cassius."
Cassius grins. He likes being called a good boy. "Yes. We talked a lot. He took me to his mansion today! He has 50 maids! They're all Androids, and he made them himself! He's so smart."
I roll my eyes at Hank as Cassius drones on about Creed.
"... has dogs! He has four dogs! I met all of them, and I love them so much! They're named after natural disasters, and it's so cool! Creed told me that he likes to name things after a theme, and I love that so much. Literally, I love it. Everything about Creed is so graceful and sophisticated! He literally makes Androids! He's like Android Kamski! He's so smart! So, so smart." Cassius sighs in contentment. "I'm so excited to see him tomorrow."
"Just, be careful, Cassius," Hank murmurs. "I don't think that Creed is a bad guy, but... just, be careful."
"I trust him."
"I know. I trust him, too. But, money and power can corrupt anyone. All I'm saying is to be careful."
Cassius nods in understanding. "Ok. Can I take Sumo for a walk?"
"Go ahead."
Cassius scrambles up and grabs Sumo's leash. The dog trots up to him, and Cassius clips the leash onto his collar. Then, they're gone.
Hank and I are left alone.
"He did that on purpose."
I smile up at him. "Cassius has always been perceptive. He knows when people want to be alone."
Hank pulls me into his lap. "When's the last time we were alone in this house?"
I think about that. We've never been alone in this house since I deviated my brothers and let them live with us. "Not since those three started living with us. We haven't been truly alone for a long time."
"Exactly. Now, though, we're alone. All alone. I can do whatever I want to you."
I giggle lightly at him. "Hank, stop! That's creepy!"
He takes my thighs in his hands and squeezes them. "What's an old guy like me to do with a pretty little thing like you?" He leans in and kisses me.
I kiss him back, reveling in the taste of his mouth. Hank used to taste like alcohol when we kissed, but he tastes sweet now. He's stopped drinking as much, and I think he's a lot happier.
He pulls away. "What're you thinking about? Your lips stopped moving."
"Oh... nothing." I lean into him and place my head on his chest.
"Nothing?"
"Well... I was thinking about how you seem to be a lot happier. I guess I was just thinking about how you're doing such a good job recovering from your alcoholism. You're so much healthier. I've been carefully monitoring your progress, and I'm so pleased with it." I kiss his chin, getting tickled by his beard in return.
"Oh, yeah? Mind telling me how I've progressed?" He lays his head back on the couch.
"Well, your heart beats a lot stronger than it used to. It sounds happy to be alive. Your skin looks more full and a lot less dull than it used to. You have much more stamina and energy now. You seem a lot happier, and much more lively. You seem enthusiastic to be awake every day."
"I am enthusiastic to be awake. I mean, I have you and your idiot brothers. All of a sudden, I have a family again. Our little family isn't exactly the most sophisticated, and we don't always get along, but it's good. You and your brothers, you're all good."
"I'm so happy." I kiss his cheek. "I just want to be with you."
"I want to be with you, too. Forever." Hank pulls me closer. "Connor..." he whispers. "I'd be honored to call you my husband."
"S-So would I..." My eyes widen. "What does that mean?"
He leans back. "Connor, will you marry me?" He pulls out a small box from behind his back, opens it, and displays a sterling silver ring to me. There's a little diamond cradled by tiny tendrils of pure metal.
I stare down at it. "Wh- Hank... you-you mean it?" I meet his gaze. "Me? You w-want me?" My heart nearly stops.
Hank chuckles lightly. "Of course, I want you, Connor. You're all I want."
"I- How could I say no?!" I cry. "Of course, I'll marry you!" Tears flood from my eyes. I don't even know why I'm crying. I'm just so happy. "This is the best day of my life!" I hug him as I sob happily.
"Don't cry, sweetie," he murmurs. "I love you."
"I-I love you, too! I love you so much."
Hank takes my hand in his and slips the ring onto my finger. "Connor Anderson," he rumbles. "How does that sound?"
"It sounds perfect, Hank." I wipe at my eyes.
Hank puts his hand on the back of my neck and pushes me forward. Our lips lock together, and I moan a little. I'm so full of happiness. I feel so good. I feel better than I've ever felt in my life.
Hank caresses my body carefully, taking care to be gentle with me.
"I want to have your kids, Hank," I whisper. "I want to have lots of babies for you. And, I want you to stuff my hole full of dick and cum until I can't fit any more."
"I've never heard you talk so dirty before." Hank pushes me down on the couch.
"I know, but I just want to be with you. I want you to be happy. And... You know I have a hard time differentiating happiness like this from horniness."
"I am happy. We don't need kids yet." He attacks my neck, sinking his teeth into my synthetically thickened skin. I gasp at the intrusion. "For now, I want you to be my little slut before I make you a housewife."
"Yes, Hank," I whisper. "Take me. Stuff me full of your cock!"
"Don't w-"
Hank is cut off as someone knocks on the door. He slowly picks himself up and approaches it. I scoot up so I'm sitting. I'm painfully hard. Whoever this is had better have something goddamn important to say or do if they bothered Hank and I like this. He opens the door and backs away. I peek over to see two RK900s in the doorway.
"Hello, Mr. Anderson. Creed sent my partner and I to help ensure the security of your home." Both of them flash smiles at us.
"Oh, yeah? I was wondering when he'd send someone over." Hank steps back awkwardly. "Umm... c-come inside."
The two Androids step inside. "Thank you. My name is Cade. This is my partner, Cole."
Hank stares at Cole and swallows. "Y-Yeah..."
"Is something wrong, Mr. Anderson?"
"Uhh.. yeah. It's just that my late son's name was Cole. I'm just kind of reminded of him... It's fine." I know Hank has a hard time getting over his late son. I've tried all I can to help him. It's no use.
"If I'm causing you discomfort, I could leave," Cole offers.
Cade looks over at him in alarm, but he says nothing.
"No, it's fine. It's not a problem." Hank smiles reassuringly.
"If you insist." Cole nods.
Cade sighs in relief.
"You're partners, but in what way?" I question. I settle down on my stomach.
Cade and Cole share a knowing look. "What do you think? Are we business partners? Partners in crime? Romantic partners?" Cade takes Cole's hand. "I'll spare you the guessing. We're romantic partners. That's the beauty of the term 'partner.'"
I smile. "Aww..."
The both of them blush and look away from each other. "Anyway!" Cade shakes his hands a little. "Creed told us to adapt to whatever accommodations you offered. We're very resilient. We can do whatever you want."
Hank meets my gaze. "We... don't exactly have room for two more Androids to live here. I mean, we have a lot of people that are already living here..."
The front door opens, and Conan stumbles inside with a heavy sigh. He looks a bit sick. He stares up at the RK900s, frowns, then walks past them. I can hear him going into the bathroom and retching.
"Is he alright?" Cole looks slightly disturbed.
"I'm sure he'll be alright," Hank murmurs.
The front door opens again, and Cassius walks inside with Colton and Sumo behind him. "Oh? Are these the bodyguards Creed sent?"
"Are you Cassius?!" Cade and Cole grin excitedly. "We've heard so much about you. You're kind of a celebrity."
Cassius grins back at them as he unclips Sumo from his leash. "Thank you."
Colton walks forward. "I've decided to move in with Caius. Umm... I just need a few things. He's waiting in the car for me, so I can't spend too much time here." Colton walks back to his room.
"Fuck!" Conan cries from the bathroom.
This is chaos.
Cassius sits down on the couch.
"I'm Cade, and this is Cole."
"It's nice to meet you."
I get off the couch and make my way to the hallway. I run into Colton on the way to the bathroom. He has a box of his stuff. He hugs me. "I'll be busy for a while. I won't be able to come back for a little bit."
"It's ok. I understand. I just want you to be careful." I hug him tight.
"Thank you, Connor. I promise, I'll call every once in a while. I'll be careful." We stand like that for a little while before he pulls away. "I should go."
"You should. Be safe."
"I will." He walks past me.
I knock on the bathroom door. "Conan? Are you ok?"
"I-I-" He retches again, cutting himself off. "I'm fine!"
I open the door to see Conan sitting on the floor leaning against the toilet. His shirt is halfway unbuttoned, his tie is loose around his neck, and his cheeks are flushed blue. His hair is a mess. "Are you... sure?"
"Mhmm... Just ate too much."
"Ate? You ate food? Human food? Are you crazy?" I put my hands on my hips.
"You wouldn't understand..." He leans over and vomits into the toilet. "Fuck... My stomach hurts so bad..."
"What did you eat?"
"Fucking... a lot. Get me water. Please."
I back out of the room to get Conan some water. The four of them are sitting in the living room talking about something.
"Is Conan ok?" Cassius asks.
"Yeah. He's fine. He just ate too much." I pour Conan a glass of water.
"It was fucking worth it!"
I look back to see him leaning against the wall. I hand him the cold glass of water, and he chugs it down.
"Shit..." He sits down on the couch. "I went out with Gav- a friend again. Like I have been for the past few days. We ate a lot. Too much. I'm never doing that again. That was painful..."
"Because, you're an Android."
Conan glares at Cassius. "I can eat! Just... not a lot."
Cassius shakes his head.
"So... have you met Cade and Cole?" I sit down on the floor.
"Fucking no. Of course, not."
"Don't snap at me." I frown at him.
"I'm sorry..."
"Connor? Aren't you forgetting something?" Hank taps his finger.
I grin happily. "Of course, not! Hank and I are engaged!"
Conan chokes on his water, coughing violently.
Cassius grins happily. "That's so good!" He sits with a happy grin on his face.
Conan finishes coughing and takes a few breaths. "That's... good. That's good, Connor. I'm happy for you."
I meet Hank's gaze. "Can we... go to bed?" My mind is all mixed up from the suddenness of all the events that are taking place.
"Of course." Hank stands up and leads me to the bedroom. "That was rather chaotic."
"It was, but it's just us now. Where were we?" I pull him into the bed.
"You wanted me to take you and stuff you full of my cock."
"Yes! Please, stuff me full!" I beg. "I want it."
Hank smirks. "Don't worry, Connor. I'll stuff you so full of my cock, you won't be able to breathe."