If H-13 could continue to do so well in every order, every expectation, he would be a contented creature. If only he could be set up for that kind of success...
At least in this moment, he can find that joy. A sound of surprise accompanies the grabbed hand, and he follows the silent request, stroking his thumb along Adam's face, running his fingers over neck and hair and back up to cradle that perfect face again. His supporting hand relaxes a little as he senses Adam's desire to control his own pace, stroking lightly under his thigh, knowing confidently how sensitive that place is.
And then the scream and fireworks spark behind the android's eyes. He holds back his ejaculation, but orgasm does come, hitting hard with pleasure as he meets Adam's thrusts rhythm for beat, realizing in that moment that he was designed to be able to come without losing arousal, and thankful for that.
Adam has no such need for self control, and covers the synthetic chassis in hot fluid. H-13 leans in to kiss his collarbone, moaning against the skin.
The name makes something feel like it's grinding to a poorly-greased halt inside of him but he doesn't react. He was made to be Kotetsu's shadow, He knows that. A consolation prize for what Adam could never have. He merely hums against his chest, pulling Adam in close with his arms, running his hands softly over his back.
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At least in this moment, he can find that joy. A sound of surprise accompanies the grabbed hand, and he follows the silent request, stroking his thumb along Adam's face, running his fingers over neck and hair and back up to cradle that perfect face again. His supporting hand relaxes a little as he senses Adam's desire to control his own pace, stroking lightly under his thigh, knowing confidently how sensitive that place is.
And then the scream and fireworks spark behind the android's eyes. He holds back his ejaculation, but orgasm does come, hitting hard with pleasure as he meets Adam's thrusts rhythm for beat, realizing in that moment that he was designed to be able to come without losing arousal, and thankful for that.
Adam has no such need for self control, and covers the synthetic chassis in hot fluid. H-13 leans in to kiss his collarbone, moaning against the skin.
The name makes something feel like it's grinding to a poorly-greased halt inside of him but he doesn't react. He was made to be Kotetsu's shadow, He knows that. A consolation prize for what Adam could never have. He merely hums against his chest, pulling Adam in close with his arms, running his hands softly over his back.