I'm pretty sure you didn't decide to fuck me because I sound like a human.
[ calling him out on the robotfucker kink, nbd, but also: see, there it is, he can use the right human words too. anyways, he thinks he's figured out what the problem is, so: ]
I want this, too. Even if afterwards, you decide you never want to talk to me again so I can't learn your secrets.
[ ok but lets be honest that's not going to happen ]
[that does make a difference. All he had to say-- at least until Han thinks about the possibility of them saying "no." especially as he learns about deviancy. But for now, that is enough.
He lifts his head from his chest, and grins.]
Alright, I believe you. [he trusts him] Now... Where was I?
[how does this work, what are the limits here. His hands go to the top of his pants, and from there to the buttons.]
[ luckily if he's been listening to the conversations connor has with osomatsu, he'll at least know connor's fully equipped down there -- and if he hasn't, he'll find out soon. he's almost hard already from the touching and kissing; androids aren't like humans they can be ready to go pretty quickly. ]
That seems about right.
[ he uses the chance to explore han's torso with his hands, mapping it out with his fingers. han feels nice and the flannel was clearly hiding a lot here. aesthetically, it's very nice. ]
[he's honestly a little impressed by that, to be that responsive. but at the same time, he loves the touch on his skin, with little goosebumps forming in response to connor.]
Have you ever done this before?
[he doesn't bring up that it's outside of his mission, not again. but he does unbutton and then unzip his pants]
[ connor doubts he's never done this before given how easily han undid his pants, but he knows han wants to hear it, so he doesn't call him out on it.
especially since, that big dumb grin is extremely endearing to him ]
Alright. I am capable of giving or receiving, based on your preference. I am not programmed to have preferences of my own, but I wouldn't want you to think of it as if I wouldn't enjoy it - I will pleasure from a wide range of things, once aroused.
[ which, fun story, han already accomplished, so they're good. he turned him on, but literally. ]
If you decide that you want me to receive, you won't find as much resistance as you would a human. My anatomy there was created to facilitate this and nothing else. It should feel similar, just less difficult - you wouldn't need the same level of preparation.
[ he's just assuming here - power differential, he's on his desk, han was being aggressive. but he won't mind either way, like he said. ]
Like a human, there are places that you can touch me that I will react more strongly to. My program was meant to simulate real intercourse, after all, not just a poor copy. I can tell you -- or you can find them for yourself.
[ is that a challenge? that is definitely a challenge. ]
[ he kisses him back easily -- to him the foreplay wasn't something he needed to talk about, it was no different than anything else but he doesn't have time to talk about that because then han says that other thing and he feels...a feeling, about that. no one ever says things like that to him. it's not even a real compliment, but to connor it seems like it is because he rarely gets told anything nice. why compliment a machine for correctly executing a task?
he ducks his head, hiding a small smile that makes its way onto his lips. ]
You know I'm just a machine, Han -- it's not a matter of trying.
[he hears that fondness. but he doesn't feel like apologizing for what he said. His hand drop from Connor's cheeks, and then trail down his chest, tracing the lines along his skin.
And rest at the hem of his pants, tugging at them.]
It is. Even if you're programmed to deal with every single possibility, you'll never know which possibility will happen with 100% certainty.
[he leans in and begins kissing his neck, trailing his lips along the line of his neck to his shoulder]
I just -- [ connor shivers, his voice wavering ] I just chose the best option for the scenario.
[ he tries his best, in other words. they're 100% in agreement.
he shifts so han can get his pants off since he's still sitting on the desk - but he wants them off probably about as badly as han does right now. simulated need is quickly starting to be reality, his processes starting to feel a little overwhelmed by all of this. by the fact it's really happening.
but he pushes past that -- han wanted foreplay, he wanted to touch -- so he after he shimmies his way out of his own pants he reaches for han's, grabbing the belt loops and pulling him closer. ]
[ his thighs just feel so sensitive, like this. having han bracing there is really -- it's a really good move. he squirms a little under the touch, trying to get more. ]
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[ calling him out on the robotfucker kink, nbd, but also: see, there it is, he can use the right human words too. anyways, he thinks he's figured out what the problem is, so: ]
I want this, too. Even if afterwards, you decide you never want to talk to me again so I can't learn your secrets.
[ ok but lets be honest that's not going to happen ]
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He lifts his head from his chest, and grins.]
Alright, I believe you. [he trusts him] Now... Where was I?
[how does this work, what are the limits here. His hands go to the top of his pants, and from there to the buttons.]
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That seems about right.
[ he uses the chance to explore han's torso with his hands, mapping it out with his fingers. han feels nice and the flannel was clearly hiding a lot here. aesthetically, it's very nice. ]
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Have you ever done this before?
[he doesn't bring up that it's outside of his mission, not again. but he does unbutton and then unzip his pants]
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[ it's like fighting; he maybe doesn't get in a gun fight every day but he could if he needed to. he'll be able to touch him however he wants. ]
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[he wants to be playful about it.
also who knows, what if he's telling the truth. He's just got this big dumb grin on his face.]
So, Connor... Walk me through your programming here.
this is so....unfortunate......and nsfw
especially since, that big dumb grin is extremely endearing to him ]
Alright. I am capable of giving or receiving, based on your preference. I am not programmed to have preferences of my own, but I wouldn't want you to think of it as if I wouldn't enjoy it - I will pleasure from a wide range of things, once aroused.
[ which, fun story, han already accomplished, so they're good. he turned him on, but literally. ]
If you decide that you want me to receive, you won't find as much resistance as you would a human. My anatomy there was created to facilitate this and nothing else. It should feel similar, just less difficult - you wouldn't need the same level of preparation.
[ he's just assuming here - power differential, he's on his desk, han was being aggressive. but he won't mind either way, like he said. ]
Like a human, there are places that you can touch me that I will react more strongly to. My program was meant to simulate real intercourse, after all, not just a poor copy. I can tell you -- or you can find them for yourself.
[ is that a challenge? that is definitely a challenge. ]
this is the best tag i have ever received
That's all about the actual act. What about foreplay? Touching me?
That's not something that's easy to plan for.
[he still. looks really pleased, and leans in to kiss him briefly.]
But I can tell, you're trying.
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[ he kisses him back easily -- to him the foreplay wasn't something he needed to talk about, it was no different than anything else but he doesn't have time to talk about that because then han says that other thing and he feels...a feeling, about that. no one ever says things like that to him. it's not even a real compliment, but to connor it seems like it is because he rarely gets told anything nice. why compliment a machine for correctly executing a task?
he ducks his head, hiding a small smile that makes its way onto his lips. ]
You know I'm just a machine, Han -- it's not a matter of trying.
[ but his voice is warm, fond. ]
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And rest at the hem of his pants, tugging at them.]
It is. Even if you're programmed to deal with every single possibility, you'll never know which possibility will happen with 100% certainty.
[he leans in and begins kissing his neck, trailing his lips along the line of his neck to his shoulder]
And you still take your best shot.
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[ he tries his best, in other words. they're 100% in agreement.
he shifts so han can get his pants off since he's still sitting on the desk - but he wants them off probably about as badly as han does right now. simulated need is quickly starting to be reality, his processes starting to feel a little overwhelmed by all of this. by the fact it's really happening.
but he pushes past that -- han wanted foreplay, he wanted to touch -- so he after he shimmies his way out of his own pants he reaches for han's, grabbing the belt loops and pulling him closer. ]
I won't give you any less.
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and then he moves his hand to Connor's thighs, bracing there.
But he wants all of this. and his breath comes in a slightly faster pace.]
I-I'm looking forward to getting outclassed.
[he's have joking, a breathy laugh escaping his lips]
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[ his thighs just feel so sensitive, like this. having han bracing there is really -- it's a really good move. he squirms a little under the touch, trying to get more. ]