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.

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.

Date: 2016-09-06 02:11 am (UTC)
darkerstripes: (reverence)
From: [personal profile] darkerstripes
His Master is perfect. That is the mantra that H-13 has been living and breathing by since this all began. He is full of adoration, reverence. He thirsts for approval, to see his Master pleased and happy.

Every sound He makes drives H-13 crazy. The soft vibrations of the moan makes his breath hitch. He gasps when Adam pulls away, ready to ask what he needs, ask where his mouth should go... when he gets the permission he hadn't even really asked for. Ah, his Perfect Master, can read his mind. He nods back, resting his arms against Adam's skin, supporting Him and greedily covering the musculature of His back with his hands.

He holds his Master close as He lowers himself all the day down, feels his length fill Him. It's hot and tight around him and his moan mingles with Adam's. He kisses back as intensely as he can without seeming too forward, lowering his hands to help Adam move, tracing around his curved ass, and thighs.

Date: 2016-09-08 07:12 pm (UTC)
darkerstripes: (reverence)
From: [personal profile] darkerstripes
Electric signals and lights of all kind come to life in H-13's system. Every sign from Adam is a sign that He is pleased, is happy, is approving. H-13, at least for the moment, is fulfilling his purpose beautifully, and his existence is validated. The light show of pleasure happening in his wiring is enough to push him to climax again, but he knows Adam is not through. He must wait.

His length twitches as he holds the orgasm back, and he whines a half-pained whine. His hands obey with joy, touching everywhere, everything he can reach, pressing just a little harder from the concentration of holding himself back.

Adam's head on his shoulder makes him gasp softly in surprise, brushing his fingers lightly over his Master's neck, an almost-too-loving touch, but coupled with a helpful re-angling of the android's hips, so that his cock can continue pressing right up against where Adam liked it so. His thrusts are slow and gentle, sensuous, and he holds Adam's hips up at the perfect height with ease. He feels himself finally sink all the way to the root into Adam and loses himself to another breathless, panting moan.

"Master..." Reverence, adoration, lust.

Date: 2016-09-13 09:20 pm (UTC)
darkerstripes: (reverence)
From: [personal profile] darkerstripes
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.

Date: 2016-09-24 01:24 am (UTC)
darkerstripes: (reverence)
From: [personal profile] darkerstripes
He's a quick study, you made sure of that, Adam. And he is incredibly driven to please, using what knowledge he was pre-programmed with to make himself as good of a toy for Adam as he can be. Fulfilling his purpose and pleasing his Master.

Contentment purrs through his mechanisms, and his arms run warm and close over Adam's body as he comes down from his high. He stills save for those arms, letting the limp human rest against him, feeling more intimate in that moment than he probably has the right to feel. He's still hard inside Adam, and he wonders if he should pull out, or move away.

Without an order, he will stay as he is, stroking his Master's back and holding him close.

Date: 2016-09-26 11:34 pm (UTC)
darkerstripes: (reverence)
From: [personal profile] darkerstripes
He has learned so much already. H-13 is eager and excited to continue to learn more and more at a rapid pace.

For now it seems his tests are complete, and that he has passed. A very small contented smile curls the ends of his lips as he slides gracefully to his feet. "Yes, Master."

He moves on silent feet to the washroom, running the water at exactly the temperature he knows Adam prefers, and following his mental map to the storage for linens, stopping only to use a towel within to make himself moderately clean. It would be no good to be dripping cum all over the place.

He's gone only moments, unwilling to leave his Master alone and unguarded for any length of time. Adam should be safe with him, will be safe with him, he will make sure of that. No harm will ever come close to touching Him.

The sheets are folded neatly over his arm as he returns, placed carefully aside so he can check the water. "At your pleasure, Master." Meaning the bath is ready.

Date: 2016-10-06 03:57 pm (UTC)
darkerstripes: (emotion)
From: [personal profile] darkerstripes
He will learn fast, he is determined of that. He's already a wealth of knowledge about the man who built him, so he has somewhere to start. Then again, Adam does so many things that just don't make sense to him at all. Like right now.

Is there something pathetic about fetching things while naked? He is an android, not a human. He's a thing, isn't he? A thing masquerading sometimes as Kotetsu Kaburagi, for his Master's pleasure. But perhaps because he looks human the same shame at nakedness applies to him?

He doesn't feel humiliated or exposed, doesn't even know necessarily what those would feel like, but if Adam wants that of him... he could try.

He isn't sure in the end if he should dress or not. So he simply follows his Master into the bathroom, where he stands at attention near the door.

Date: 2017-01-28 04:20 am (UTC)
darkerstripes: (birth)
From: [personal profile] darkerstripes
How could he think otherwise? Adam very intently designed and created Black Tiger to worship him and obey him. He is hardwired to think his Master can do no wrong. Even when that fact seems to go against all other signs and logic. It is a powerful driving force.

His interest piques when Adam smiles, wondering what caused it. He finds he's staring at it, even past the point of analyzing it, when he is given an order. Sort of.

He removes the mentioned product and steps gracefully to the tubside. He is uncertain if he should hand it over, or begin the work himself.

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