longlasting: (it's not what you know)
[personal profile] longlasting
It's taken him so long to finally get what he needed.

Even with the power, money, and resources Ouroboros has, so many things have remained just out of their reach. It took quite a while to come up with a back-up plan, and even longer to make sure the back-up plan would run as smoothly as the first should have.

The technology was certainly there. They had plenty of prototypes Adam was free to experiment on, and it wasn't like he'd be finished if he destroyed them all. He had his parents' blueprints and journals to help him develop an android with all the capabilities he'll need in a slave.

He even developed some unique technology of his own. Ouroboros may not be able to capture Kotetsu himself, but his DNA? That was simple. From there, it was quite easy to make a proper synthetic skin and hair.

When it was all finished, Adam had to admit what he had was worth the wait. The android before him was a marvel of robotics. The wires connected to it were analyzing the specifications of his strength, intelligence, speed... they were all far past those of a human. But despite that, it would follow Adam's commands to the letter. And all that obedient power was sealed within the spitting image of Kotetsu Kaburagi. Looking at him on the table now, still offline... he almost looks like he's sleeping.

Almost.

After a few more minutes of running through protocols, there's nothing left to do but try the activation. There's a switch at the back of its neck, a small indent he digs his finger into. After a moment, there's a soft beep, a gentle whirring, and then H-13 is fully activated.

Date: 2016-08-26 10:26 pm (UTC)
darkerstripes: (fear)
From: [personal profile] darkerstripes
He could make decisions for anyone else in the whole world and not hesitate. With Adam it feels... wrong. His creator is supposed to tell him what to do and when. It is not his place to choose for Him, in any way. Except that Adam is asking this of him.

He breathes relief at the praise, happiness sparking in his wires. He did good, making a decision, not making Him wait.

Then, suddenly, he's being swung in an arc onto the bed. He feels it in slow motion, the workings of his system ready to react in a way that is defensible, as if this were combat. But it isn't. So he allows himself to be thrown, feeling more sparks of something in his chassis. Excitement? Fear? Pleasure?

He lands as well as he can manage without altering the course Adam set for him, watching though his hair for a sign of how to react.

Date: 2016-08-26 11:01 pm (UTC)
darkerstripes: (to be touched...)
From: [personal profile] darkerstripes
H-13 cannot conceive of the idea of wanting to hurt Adam. It is impossible, it is unthinkable. Adam is absolutely everything. Creator, Master, Ward. He will protect and serve in every imaginable way.

They watch each other in that moment, creation as relaxed as he can be with the anticipation, and creator unpredictable and discerning.

He is turned, and he lets himself sink into the softness of the bed, a sound of pleasure rippling through him when he feels so much of Adam's skin against his. Warm, filled with life, comparatively soft as well. The touch affects him as well, sensual strokes over virgin skin. He gasps to feel it, wires going live with the activation of his senses. He doesn't even notice how he's arching into the touch.

Date: 2016-08-27 11:53 pm (UTC)
darkerstripes: (love or hate)
From: [personal profile] darkerstripes
He is a god, as far as H-13 is concerned. He is honored to be in his presence, let alone be touched.

He is feeling pleasure, electrical signals running all through him. He feels like he's vibrating from the sensation, and the little needy sounds don't stop.

His voice is breathy when he speaks, "yes Master." He can sense the presence of the commands, the adjustable code in his computer based mind. Something about it feels sort of... lewd, arousing, signaling his humanlike body to lubricate itself and prepare for Him.

"My body is preparing for you, Master." He flushes an even darker color.

Date: 2016-08-28 06:35 pm (UTC)
darkerstripes: (reverence)
From: [personal profile] darkerstripes
Truly he is special and spoiled. All this personal attention, and getting to be inside Adam's personal protected space. He's mostly focused on the attention, though. The hands and his torso..

And his hips, grinding down, pressing his Master's erection between his asscheeks. The anticipation it creates elicits a full moan from him, eager desire making him speed up his preparation process. He can feel his synthetic skin secreting the lubricating fluid, and something in his coding knows how sexual and messy that is, making his sensors tremble all the more. A little droplet of the stuff starts to form outside his entrance, signaling how more than ready he is.

"A-at your pleasure, Master..." Did the android just... stutter?

Date: 2016-08-28 07:15 pm (UTC)
darkerstripes: (eat his own tail)
From: [personal profile] darkerstripes
It is true that every scrap of attention H-13 gets, he will return tenfold. He's so overwhelmingly grateful for what he has, tingling all over with electric pleasure.

Adam's moan ripples through him like a wave, and the android can feel his cock twitch. He's savoring the sound of it when all at once there's pressure and pleasure and he's filled with Adam. An uncontrolled wanton moan comes from him, and H-13 pushes back against the thrust, making his realistic body pull Adam further in.

"Ohhh, yeeessss..." It's clear that the pleasure receptors installed in all the right places are responding in all the right ways.

Date: 2016-08-29 12:12 am (UTC)
darkerstripes: (obedience)
From: [personal profile] darkerstripes
His mind will be filled with gratefulness once it can process anything other than the sensation of Adam, and his data going wild with processing the pleasure of this moment. He shakes and his body encourages more with another little push of fluid into the equation, making the second trust squelch even louder.

So much like Kotetsu, his voice quivers with another needy sound in their shared voice, and he starts to mumble nonsense the way Kotetsu would.

"Yes, god, yes, Master, more, please.... please..." He could fry his motherboard with all this sensation but it's so addicting, and he knows he's capable of feeling more.

Date: 2016-08-30 01:39 am (UTC)
darkerstripes: (program patching)
From: [personal profile] darkerstripes
He quivers from the force of is sensors working in overdrive. He wonders how many artificial transmitters were installed in him... and how high they were turned up because Adam filling him and thrusting fairly burns with pleasure.

He whines, hands curling into tight fists against the bedsheets. The chuckle and the gentle touch to his hair acting in counterpoint to the overwhelming sensations.

He is, he's a slut. For Adam, he would be anything, give Him anything, and if giving Him everything makes him a slut, than that's what he is. That other word... 'worthless' cuts into him like a knife and he doesn't know what to do with it. Surely he is nothing compared to his master, but if he can carry out orders, be his master's greatest robotic accomplishment, he isn't entirely worthless?

He has no response, other than to whine and squeeze his eyes shut.

Date: 2016-08-30 03:17 am (UTC)
darkerstripes: (reverence)
From: [personal profile] darkerstripes
Reactive and desperate about sums him up. He's shaking more and more as Adam continues his relentless fucking. He maintains his own lubricant levels, listening to the wet sucking sounds, and feeling his own arousal levels reach critical.

He's still murmuring into the sheets when Adam pulls his head back, a reckless moan escaping his throat at the sharp feeling. Pain and pleasure mingled, the theme of his existence in this moment. "M-master!" he gasps, arching his back into the assault.

"F-feels so good, thank y-you! Thank you..." Tears are forming in his eyes in reaction to the overstimulation, and his cock throbs, close to the edge. "Please, please... f-fuck me... u-use me..." the pleasure he finds in obeying the order nearly pushes him over that edge.

"Please can I... can I cum, Master..."

Date: 2016-08-30 09:15 pm (UTC)
darkerstripes: (love or hate)
From: [personal profile] darkerstripes
H-13 is nothing but a series of quivers and whimpers now, but the fingernails harsh against his skin evoke an even needier whine as the pain becomes pleasure in his system. He's an absolute mess.

"Yes, you're right... thank you... all yours, Master, thank you..." and then the permission arrives, and with one last lingering "thank you" that trails into a half a moan and half a scream, the robot experiences his coded orgasm for the first time. Very convincing to reality, and somewhat comparable in experience. Adam will feel H-13 tighten around him from the spasms.

"O-of course Master..." he whispers as he comes down from it's peak, shivering from the waves of afterglow and feeling even more sensitive than before. "I exist for... your pleasure..."

Date: 2016-08-31 06:18 pm (UTC)
darkerstripes: (reverence)
From: [personal profile] darkerstripes
Being music to his Master's ears is something Dark Tiger could be content to be. He at least has some understanding that Adam is enjoying Himself, despite the harsh words He says. Perhaps that is a part of the pleasure for Him.

Adam's intensity goes up along with H-13's sensitivity and for a bright, horrible moment he is certain He will rip him in half with His rigor. H-13 cries out again, not quite do loud, as true tears start to mar his face.

Before he had the chance to wonder at that, Adam's rough fucking is missing and that makes him whine, too, just before he's flipped.

An easy enough order to obey, considering how much if an effect that frantic post-orgasm rush affected him. He still tingles and aches, feeling the ghost of friction.

"Yes, Master..." As Adam finds his target, he will discover it half-hard and slick with cum and precum alike.

Oh god that phone tag is a mess rip

Date: 2016-08-31 07:42 pm (UTC)
darkerstripes: (obedience)
From: [personal profile] darkerstripes
The android is shaking in his synthetic muscles from the exertion. He's still savoring the leftovers himself, the way his sensors realistically continue to fire a little after such intense use, making him still feel stretched and used after the using instrument is gone.

Sitting up hurts, and Tiger's entire lower body clenches tighter in response. His cock twitches, quickly taking the touching and turning it back into arousal.

The tongue on his face is strange, possessive, and he gasps, leaning into it a little, letting his hips buck needily into his master's hand. Yes hardening fast.

Autocorrect fails me so often...

Date: 2016-08-31 10:04 pm (UTC)
darkerstripes: (to be touched...)
From: [personal profile] darkerstripes
There wasn't much chance for him from the beginning. The intoxicating compound of his coding, his reverence and adoration for Adam, his overly sensitive skin... He was doomed to desperation right out of the gate.

He will do anything and everything his Master asks of him. Because that is his purpose... And because there is a true and deep desire to please Him breathing deep in his coding.

Even now, the grin on His face makes something sing in H-13's circuits. He bites down on his lips in return, once again swimming in pleasurable sensation.

"Arousal levels are... Back to peak, Master..."

and give me close to but not the right words

Date: 2016-09-02 04:05 am (UTC)
darkerstripes: (eat his own tail)
From: [personal profile] darkerstripes
There is no blame in H-13 for Adam, of course there wouldn't be. He wouldn't be capable of finding blame in his Master for anything, especially not something he considers a feature, not a flaw, in himself. Surely his Master wants him this way, since he was programmed as such, and is being tested in such. The way Adam seems pleased with his reactions...

He moans the minute he's kissed, opening up to Adam and being receptive. He kisses submissively, much like the original Tiger would do, and his arms lift around, but don't touch, Adam. He wants permission first, but something in his system whispers that he should help support Adam's lowering body.

Even as he starts to quiver and gasp from the tight heat starting to surround his recovered erection.

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