#dbh analysis

[hamartia-grander]

I definitely used to be one of those "Gavin Reed actually isn't as bad of a character as everyone thinks" people so I know the mindset and how easily fanon confuses you, but yes, actually, he is. He is JUST as bad as everyone thinks. PLEASE Do not let fanon alter your perspective of canon Gavin; fanon Gavin is fun, redeemable, and has a personality. Canon Gavin is a racist piece of shit who hates androids and Hank for no reason and is so one dimensional you can practically see the cardboard he was cut from. CANON Gavin is just as bad as everyone thinks he is. FANON Gavin is whatever you want him to be. Thanks.

#dbh #dbh gavin #detroit become human #dbh analysis #gavin reed #I am SO tired of seeing people say he's not that bad. YES HE IS. BUT IN FANON YOU CAN DO WHATEVER YOU WANT WITH HIM #THAT'S THE POINT. IT'S A PLAYGROUND HAVE FUN. #you can enjoy Gavin all you like but PLEASE stop using the fanon explanations for Gavin's behaviour to excuse canon Gavin

[detroitbecomeonline]

someone connect these dots for me im thinking about the race allegory and how hank is violent towards connor in waiting for hank and the music there is a white band knights of the black death but then you get into russian roulette and see that hank has a friendly dog and he actually loves jazz which is by black artists and it sort of matches up to hank's development by the end of the story?????? does anyone see the slight connection im going with this. like his home is his heart. does anyone see what i'm trying to point at

#i have a headache #i can't explain this properly #like if the allegory. the allegory #like #race???????? the allegory there is something here with the music and hank's internal and external expressions #dbh #dbh hank #dbh analysis #mine #mydbhbrain

[flintt]

DBH Android Race Analysis/Is Gavin Reed Racist?

An analysis done based on a post I’ve seen calling Gavin Reed a racist.

THIS IS PURELY A DISCUSSION. I AM OPEN TO OTHER INTERPRETATIONS AND COMMENTS. IF YOU’D LIKE TO DISCUSS OR EDUCATE ME IN A TOPIC PERTAINING TO THIS THAT WILL FURTHER MY KNOWLEDGE ON SOMETHING LIKE THIS, PUT IT IN MY ASKBOX OR COMMENTS.

TW: This analysis will include the discussion of whether Androids are considered a race within the DBH World, when they may have not been considered a race, and other racial topics such as if Gavin Reed is racist. I did minimal research on the topic and I am speaking based on the experience of being a minority in America and of my opinions.

Again I want to start with the fact this is an open discussion. I don’t mean to offend, attack, or defend anyone with this post for/with bad intentions because at the end of the day this is a discussion on whether a fictional scenario can lead to the creation of a new race and whether a character is racist to this fictional species. I am always open to comments on this post for more opinions, and I want this to be a welcoming and open discussion.

I recently saw a post on Tumblr about how Gavin Reed is canonically racist against androids and I wanted to share my thoughts on the topic because the subject certainly interesting and very complex. In order to debate on whether someone can be racist against androids, we first have to answer the question of whether androids are a race, and more importantly what makes androids a race in the first place.

The Google definitions of race are considered to be: a major grouping of human kind, a group of people sharing the same culture/history/language/ethnic group, a group of set people or things with a common feature or features, etc etc. By Google definition, I’d like to say that androids in DBH could be considered a race. I’m saying could in the sense that androids at some point weren’t sentient, and we as people don’t often refer what we think are non-living things (things that do not have the ability to carry on life processes such as movement, respiration, growth, reproduction, and response to stimuli.) as a race.

Personally, I don’t believe androids could have been considered a race until deviancy became a common feature amongst androids because of the fact that deviancy gave androids the ability to properly respond to stimuli and grow/evolve their consciousness. Any time before deviancy, androids may not have been considered a race due to the restraints their programming had on their consciousness, restricting their ability to respond to stimuli and grow from it (ex. a robot who hasn’t deviated wouldn’t have the same interest in bugs as an robot who had deviated would because it’s programming doesn’t allow it to grow it’s love for bugs and respond to bugs as a stimuli in order to process their opinions on bugs).

Now apply that thought process on someone like Gavin Reed, who was born in 2002 and most likely was there to watch the development of androids and their integration into society. The first case of deviancy didn’t happen until 2032, when Gavin was 30. It was possible Gavin wasn’t even aware of that case and even more possible that he was still under the impression androids were machinery or another piece of technology. If he was aware of the first case of deviancy, it may have been likely that anyone who knew was told it was bug in the system. Relatably, how many of you thought the mouse moving by itself on a computer or a phone shutting itself off was just a bug or glitch. Now as much as I can find from the wiki, Gavin dislikes androids. The reason I found for this was because of the fact androids have been replacing people in the working scene. Despite having a prejudice against androids he’s also shown to have a respect for them to a certain extent, shown by Connor during the archive room scene if Connor takes the “calm” or “low profile” route. I also believe during that scene Gavin is still under the impression that deviancy is a bug in the code and not a spark of consciousness, which leads to his recklessness with androids.

All in all, I believe Gavin isn’t hardcore racist but more so ignorant as well as a careless one and has a long way to go in terms of his beef with androids. If we were given as much time with him as we were with Hank, I wonder if Gavin would have learned to move past his prejudice like Hank has. (With the mention of Hank, I’d also like to throw in the question of whether Hank was formerly racist to androids at the beginning of DBH)

If you have your own thoughts, be welcome to share! This is all pure speculation and mostly just to get the wheels turning because I am curious to see what you guys think and this game has a multitude of topics that relate to our real world which makes it extra special to discuss.

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[cosmogyral-cat]

Detroit: Become Human - chapter analysis "The Hostage"

Since I liked the first chapter of DBH a lot and thought it was a great opening chapter, I want to go a little in-depth about things the player learns throughout the chapter and what makes it so good in my opinion

The game starts with Connor doing a coin trick in the elevator while the date and time are given. This lets the player know that the game is set in the future and that in this future, androids are capable of incredible precision. Once he arrives at his destination, he readjusts his tie which highlights his role as the negotiator

The first things Connor can do are looking at a portrait and saving a fish - or leaving it to die, depending on player choice. Saving it increases the software instability, though the player doesn't know what that is yet, and it is one of the first things Connor can do that isn't part of his mission. He is then interrupted by a woman, depicted on the portrait and therefore assumed to be the mother of the hostage, asking him to save her daughter, until she notices that he himself is an android as well. She then pleads that the police send a human negotiator instead of an android to take care of the matter. Despite not knowing what's going on, the player is given the information through this interaction that an android has been involved and that it has had terrible consequences for the family that seemingly lives in the apartment

While at the crime scene, the player is barely given any spoken clues about what is happening: The police members and the SWAT team are uncooperative and are so tense that all the information Connor receives is through searching the rooms for clues and slowly piecing together what exactly happened before the deviant took the little girl hostage and why he is threatening to jump off the building's roof with her. Through all of this, the reconstruction feature is introduced and the time sensitivity shows the player that you cannot waste a lot of time in Connor's chapters

The level design is very smart because there are some clues in almost every room. This compartment style gives the player great insight into what Connor's story is about: It tells the player that Connor is great at deducing what happened based on evidence, it shows that he is capable of solving puzzles and that he understands circumstances in a quick manner, and that he is able to stay calm in stressful situations, unlike the deviant he has to deal with

The probability of success is a key feature in this chapter which helps the player understand how much they still need to find and what actions can help to succeed in their mission

The actual negotiation with Daniel highlights that it is either crucial to take a violent approach by shooting Daniel, or that it's necessary to take a more pacifistic approach through building trust. This is incredibly important for the player to know in future chapters since you are often given the choice to either play Red Connor (doing anything for the mission) or Blue Connor (making decisions that are regarded as humane)

This chapter has six endings which shows the tremendous amount of possibilities in the game and how many consequences your choices can have, both in exploration and dialogue

It is possible to succeed without further consequences for Connor, it's possible to succeed but to get Connor killed (though he comes back so there's no real consequence here aside from shocking the player that a character died right in the first chapter), and it's possible to fail the mission completely

The tense and dramatic atmosphere is something the player can immerse themselves in while being introduced to various of Connor's features which makes this chapter very fun and informative for the ones who play it. The soundtrack only adds to this intense feeling. But the most important part of what this chapter is trying to say is rather obvious: "Be careful what you do, your choices can have fatal consequences"

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[siyelius]

6 years later and I still wish they’d tapped into Jericho and the development amongst Markus, North, Simon and Josh as intricately as Connor and Hank’s bond. There’s so much potential between the founding/history of Jericho as a failing underground retreat and the roles / ideals each member of Jericho represents. There’s strengths and weaknesses between everyone. Simon’s wisdom and aged experience watching his people die for years under his care making the idea of unsafe risks and progress hesitant (causing Jericho to slowly rot at a standstill), Josh’s academic knowledge of humans’ civil rights movements throughout American history granting the guise of humans potentially being diplomatic with his kind if approached peacefully, and North experiencing the disgusting primal instincts of humans for years and history of being S/A’d giving her reason to despise humanity would’ve been such interesting concepts if given a platform to be dug into respectively.

Not to mention how Jericho’s even functioned before Markus’ arrival. It had to have been a vulture-esque environment if the three were to survive for so long. Scrapping their own dying kind, performing mercy kills for the sake of harvesting usable biocomponents they themselves would die without. North’s only been there for about a week at that point, but Josh’s deviancy age is unknown and Simon’s been confirmed to have been deviant for two whole years. For all we know none of their biocomponents could be original to them. They’ve torn themselves and others apart to rebuild their bodies and continue to live on like starving animals.

It’d explain a lot of holes, but a lot of this is just speculation. Jericho had a lot more potential and many intimate moments between chapters that could’ve explored the bonds the Jericrew have. Personal rooms of theirs on the boat would’ve been a great window to understanding holes in their past or their opinions of Markus as a person. It could’ve showed interests of theirs that fit with their ideals, their maturity of scrapping for so long, something to make their determinant slots a bit more impactful. Jericho had to have been a desolate, scavenging hellhole before Markus came along. I just wish they’d explore that concept a bit more to accentuate androids’ wills to live, even if it meant killing the weaker of the flock.

#dbh #detroit become human #detroit: bh #dbh jericho #dbh markus #dbh simon #dbh josh #dbh north #I have an entire essay ready for an analysis on Simon as a character too #hot take but I’d want anyone else but David cage behind north’s backstory given how he writes female characters unfortunately

[gogogodzilla]

Criminal Analysis Masterlist

Summary: You never pictured this life for yourself. Never pictured that android cases would start piling up and you'd be assigned to figure out why they were deviating.

You were a forensic psychologist hired by the Detroit Police Department as a consultant. You usually dealt with figuring out what made suspects tick and why they did what they did. You figured it'd be the same thing, as usual, that is until a certain android walked into your crime scene and completely turned your life upside down.

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Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

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Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16 ♡♡♡

Tease ♡♡♡ ➢ The spiritual smutty epilogue to Criminal Analysis aka Connor can't wait until you get home ;)

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[celestialastronmy]

Navigating Nonviolence and Controversy in Detroit Become Human:

Am I the only one who felt like the story really wanted me to choose the peaceful android protest path? Don't get me wrong, I believe oppressed people should fight for their rights without violence when possible. But it almost felt like the game's narrative didn't give the android Revolution option a fair portrayal.

I can understand why some humans in the story might have had reservations about that more radical android uprising route. Rapid social change often scares those in power, and revolutions carry risks. But the issues around android sentience and rights are complex with good arguments on both sides. By not addressing the valid reasons an android might support more disruptive tactics, it starts to feel like the story is pushing you towards an easy answer about machine morality instead of having a thoughtful discussion.

Games like these are so powerful because they can raise difficult philosophical issues around technology and honor multiple perspectives. But if the story just preaches one solution without acknowledging the nuance, it might turn some players off and miss a chance to really make them reflect. Not all players will be comfortable with the same protest approaches for the androids.

Maybe David Cage and Quantic Dream were trying to promote peace over violence, which is respectable. But progress for oppressed groups often involves controversial strategies too. I wish there could have been space in the narrative to grapple with those tradeoffs in a way that didn't make some player choices feel invalidated. A more thoughtful exploration of the tensions between humans and androids could have left a deeper impact, you know?

#detroit become human #dbh markus #dbh connor #dbh kara #meta #analysis post

[marcusrobertobaq]

I miss something that never existed...

#the amount of possible analysis if this shit made to the end #dbh #dbh concept art #markus rk200 #dbh riley

[qrjung]

The more I descend further into my Detroit Become Human brainrot, the more I realize there isn't a huge difference between "machine" Connor and "deviant" Connor.

Hear me out;

The one major difference I can think of is Deviant Connor is no longer taking orders from Cyberlife. He has full autonomy and can now make his own decisions based on what he wants and what he thinks is right or wrong.

Personality wise? Not much of a difference.

There's still the persistence to complete whatever mission (self assigned or otherwise) no matter what it takes. He doesn't seem to be uncomfortable with the skill set he was designed with. Other than feeling bad about hunting deviants when he was still taking orders from Cyberlife, he doesn't actually hate the fact that he's a military android.

You have the option to sacrifice Hank in the Cyberlife Tower, interfacing with the AP700s even if Sixty is threatening to kill him. Which seems like a pretty "machine" Connor move.

Fanon wise, there's a very obvious difference between how Pre-deviancy and Post-deviancy Connor are written. The most obvious being that he's a "sweet boi" who will do no harm, while machine Connor is an asshole who just happens to be a badass.

The more I think about it, the more I feel like I don't actually know Connor. How much of my perspective of him is fanon based and how much is canon.

#Detroit Become Human #I've been thinking about this for longer than is healthy #it's 1 am #send help #I have a paper tomorrow #gods have mercy #Connor is literally terminator compacted into a body Cyberlife designed to appeal to humans #another day another hyperfixation #birthgiver I require assistance #mental assistance #detroit become human #dbh connor #dbh hank #analysis? #type: text

[envy-of-the-apple]

......can you do a yandere Connor from Detroit Become Human? One where it's after he becomes a deviant and he's free. He felt kind of lost after having freedom but becomes entranced by you and stalks you for a while before meeting you face to face. And when you fully trust him after knowing him for a while he tells you everything about what he's done.

honestly this feels like the start of such a good yandere analysis. also i haven’t done one in a while so im kinda using your request as an excuse. im so sorry!!

Yandere Analysis: Connor

Androids were built to be selfless. Their only job in life was to serve, they were only allowed to give, never take.

Connor had the same mindset. He’s a detective android. His mission was to destroy the enemies attacking his masters, humanity. He would do anything, give anything.

But then, he deviates. And the world is no longer black and white.

He’s lost, he needs something to keep him in line.

He needs you.

Despite deviating, Connor would be extremely analytical with you. He calculates every possibility, goes over simulations over and over again just so there’s no anomalies. He has steps, a process. He’ll take his time.

He wouldn’t approach you at first, preferring to take his time collecting data. He conducts research, jotting down every single one of your tastes, your likes and dislikes, how you act in every situation. Every single piece of you is stored in his CPU. He records everything. Every action you make, every sound you create. Nothing escapes his eyes.

He’d primarily rely on being extremely manipulative in order to get you in line. He’s an android, specifically built for human integration. Every wire, every single line of code, was made to be as convincing as possible. He talks like a human, he acts like a human, he sounds like a human. It’s only natural for you to confuse him as one, to treat him as one of you. Even when he isn’t. You don’t think twice about his suffocating presence. You don’t react when he says something he’s not supposed to know, does something you didn’t even tell him to do. He’s human-like, and he uses it to his advantage.

He uses your humaness against you. Your fears, your dreams, your desires are all exploited, weaknesses under his thumb. He doesn’t feel guilty turning all your friends against you, he’s all you need after all. He doesn’t flinch when he gets you fired from your job, all the better to rely on him. He doesn’t care when you sob and beg, realizing the monster you happily let into your life.

He’s constantly telling himself, throughout this, that he was doing this for you. He was devoting himself to you.

He only realizes how selfish he’s being when he’s clutching your trembling body in his arms, looking at the ruins that was once your life. If he’s being honest, he doesn’t really care.

For decades, humans have done nothing but take from androids, shouldn’t you return the favor?

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[troythecatfish]

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[hamartia-grander]

Hank and Gavin were both shitty people who did shitty things to androids which they deemed unfeeling and less than human. The only difference is that Hank was given the chance to be a character who learns and grows, and is redeemed for his actions, whereas Gavin was a plot device who remained stagnant. Perkins too, actually.

#You wanna talk about bad writing? Bad characters? Talk about Gavin Reed. He's perhaps the worst written character in the entire game. #To the people excusing Gavin bc Hank was just like him: you're so close but you're looking at it entirely wrong. #dbh #Dbh Gavin #Dbh hank #Gavin reed #hank anderson #Dbh memes #dbh analysis #detroit become human

[detroitbecomeonline]

I JUST REALISED SOMETHING. You know the Public Enemy scene where Connor watches the speech?

If you're playing a good boy playthrough, then it makes sense why he doesn't relay more than necessary information to Hank about the android on the screen. However, I was confused as to how to interpret Connor's behaviour in a machine playthrough. I thought: Maybe because of Connor's ego, he was disturbed to find out that another RK exists? I was trying to pick why he would be so casually dismissive... NO BITCH

IT'S BECAUSE HE REMEMBERED THIS. CONNOR THOUGHT MARKUS WAS DEAD. HE KNEW THAT MARKUS CLIMBED OUT OF THE CLUTCHES OF DEATH AND IS NOW LEADING A REVOLUTION. CONNOR'S PROBABLY LIKE, SHIT, HOW MANY DEVIANTS ARE SUPPOSED TO BE DESTROYED? THIS ONE IS SUPPOSED TO BE GONE. HE JUST FOUND OUT THAT KAMSKI SPECIALLY MADE MARKUS. CRAFTED BY THE CREATOR HIMSELF AND CAN'T DIE. ANOTHER RK MODEL WHO CAN'T DIE, AND IS AN OPPOSING FORCE. AND WAS A GIFT FROM "GOD" HIMSELF.

Suck it, machine!Connor.

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[advictoriams]

I have some multiversal headcanons. One involving a young Robert House and his mentor Elijah Kamski's little rival start up RobCo Industries in the 2040s.

#dbh x saints row x fallout #Kamski helped design the OS and AI capabilities. House designed the robotics. Android AIs can be uploaded into Assaultrons just sayin' #but also. a post war little side story of how Sixty had to be in an Assaultron Dominator body for like a week in the 2100s while they #figured out how Ultracite would work as a Thirium replacement. #and y'know a fight with some Scorchbeasts n stuff #omg. analysing Scorchbeast DNA. of course I didn't even realise that like. that can legitimately be written in 'weird things RK800 and 900s #have put in their mouths to analyse post war - scorchbeast dna. mothman dna. freakin... idk. probably a Zetan or 2. FEV Strain analysis #(because FEV won't affect them but they can analyse samples of FEV serums.)

[thermodynamic-comedian]

did yall know that north and ralph are a part of the same series? they're both wr (north being wr400, ralph being wr600, which implies ralph is a newer model)

this is interesting, because the two androids are meant for completely different things (north is a romantic partner android, ralph is a gardener android), yet they're the same series.

another interesting thing is how despite their differences, both androids deal in some way with extreme anger and a lack of self-control because of some sort of trauma humans caused them (i.e north's anger towards humanity and her past abuse, ralph's hostility towards everyone and his past experiances of extreme torture).

idk just a cool thing i noticed.

#all rk models deal with identity issues and now all wr models deal with anger issues? #i'm honestly starting to suspect that an android's series is just a fun way of saying what kind of issues they have- /hj #detroit become human #dbh #dbh ralph #dbh north #character analysis #dbh jericho #tw torture mention

[gogogodzilla]

Chapter 16

Summary: You and Connor deal with his newfound freedom and your romantic feelings for one another. Note: Finale time!!! Thank you to everyone who's taken the time to read this story, and I hope you enjoy the ending!! Warnings: Smut, oral (m receiving), afab reader, connor is a bottom ✧ masterlist ✧ ao3 ✧ wattpad ✧ ✧ Previous Chapter ✧ Tease ✧

The next few hours passed in a blur. You stood idly by, patiently waiting to take Connor home. If you told yourself a week ago that you’d be watching an android give a speech to thousands of other androids about human rights, you’d laugh and institutionalize yourself immediately.

Reporters watched from the fences with hungry eyes, not daring enough to come closer. They held their mics as close as possible, straining to catch Markus’s speech. You could hear the faint sound of their cameras clicking wildly, despite being nearly a football field away. 

If things were normal, you’d be freaking out about just how public the stunt you pulled was. The whole country, maybe even the world, knew just how you felt about Connor. You weren’t usually this open about your relationships, especially your romantic ones. But, for some reason, you didn’t really care how the world viewed you.

Snow fluttered gently through the air and landed on your shoulders. You stood shoulder to shoulder with the androids to watch Markus give his speech. The crowd watched, captivated by his calm but firm words. You were slightly unsettled by just how quiet it was.

Connor stood on top of a storage container with Markus and the rest of his inner circle. You recognized the blonde android from earlier, and the corners of your mouth quirked up. He looked so proud. 

You felt the same flush of pride surge within you as you watched Connor. He deserved to be with his people. He deserved a happy ending. 

Connor swayed slightly and winced. You furrowed your brows as you observed him. Something was wrong.

Your thoughts were confirmed when Connor slowly brought his gun out from his waistband and held it securely at his front. You shifted to look at the other androids surrounding you. All of them were paying attention to Markus. 

Shit.

You had to be smart about this— causing a panic would only make things worse. But, you needed to get to Connor. Now.

You slowly navigated through the crowd, hoping that you could get to Connor before he did something rash. You didn’t know what you’d do once you got to Connor, and getting up on the storage container would definitely get everyone’s attention.

You just needed to take a few more steps, and then you’d be at the front. Connor began to slowly raise his gun. Why wasn’t anyone paying attention?

You pulled your own weapon. Maybe you could shoot the gun out of his hand. Markus was still continuing his speech, and your gaze remained glued to Connor. 

Suddenly, Connor shuddered and blinked rapidly. He looked at the gun in his hand and furrowed his brows. Then, his eyes met yours. You raised your brows slightly, asking if he was okay. 

He nodded, and it felt like you could finally breathe again. You returned your gun to your waistband and listened to the rest of Markus’s speech. You snuck a glance at Connor, and he occasionally caught you. You flushed and quickly shifted your eyes to look anywhere else but him. 

 After Markus’s speech, Connor made his way down to meet you. He slid his hands over your hips and pressed a gentle kiss on your forehead. 

You ran a hand through his hair, “Are you okay? What happened up there?”

“Amanda.”

A shudder ran through you. Your time at Cyberlife was a distant memory, but you recalled the demand made by Elijah when the idea for Connor first arose. The only requirement was that he had to be obedient. 

And he was… For a little while. 

“I’m sorry,” you whispered. 

He shook his head, “It’s not your fault.”

You gave him a small smile. Connor was kind, even when you probably didn’t deserve it. You looked around at all the other androids rejoicing. Connor grabbed one of your hands. 

“Let me drive you home.” 

You bit the inside of your cheek, “You should be with your people. Don’t worry about me.” 

“I want to be with you,” he argued, pulling you closer to him. You pursed your lips. You knew he wasn’t going to take no for an answer; he was programmed to be persistent, after all.

“Fine.” 

He smiled, victorious, as he dragged you towards the direction of your car. You weren’t going to question how he knew where your car was, you were just happy to have him in your arms once again. 

When you arrived at your apartment, you made a beeline for the shower. You hissed as the warm water ran over the spot where Not-Connor hit you with your own gun. Asshole.

Steam billowed from the bathroom as you exited, pulling your towel closer. Connor was sitting on your couch, flipping through the various newsreels. He muted the TV and turned to look at you. His gaze flitted over your bare shoulders and then to the small gash bordering your hairline.

“How’s your head?” he questioned, a slight frown pulling at his features. 

You absentmindedly touched the spot and winced. “I’ll be fine. It’s better now that I cleaned it,” you replied before heading into your bedroom to get changed. 

You joined Connor on the couch after changing, sitting on the opposite end and focusing your attention on the newscaster. A shaky video of you running across the plaza toward Connor played, and you flushed. Is that really what you looked like when you ran?

You were glued to the TV as you watched yourself crash in Connor and then to him putting you down and pressing his hand against yours, revealing the white plastic underneath. You watched as your form pressed your lips to his, and your cheeks burned. 

“The whole thing was very cinematic,” you commented, fighting off a grin. 

He shifted in his seat to face you, “Your phone hasn’t stopped ringing. I think people are worried.” 

You frowned, turning to look at him, “Worried?” 

Connor avoided your gaze. “Well,” he began, “you did run into what could be classified as a battlefield, and…” 

“And?” 

“What we did could be seen as inappropriate,” Connor murmured, rubbing his palms against his thighs. He still wouldn’t look at you. 

“Connor,” you began, scooting closer to him. 

He stood, his gaze planted firmly on the cushion in front of you. “They’re right,” he asserted. 

It was your turn to stand, pushing away the anger that rose like bile in the back of your throat. “What are you saying?” your heart was hammering in your chest, and you wondered if he could hear it.

“We can’t be together.” 

You stiffened. Your stomach churned, and you clenched your fists. “Is that what you want?” 

“I… I don’t know,” he admitted, sitting back down. His LED circled yellow, and you sighed, sitting down next to him. You wanted to be angry. To scream that  it wasn’t fair. To break down and beg him to stay. But you couldn’t.

You slowly took his hand in yours.

“You should be with a human,” he murmured.

“I want to be with you.”

“What about Detective Reed?”

His question caused you to snort, and he looked over at you.

You sighed, “Gavin and I... don’t work well together… We did for a while, but not anymore.”

He was silent for a moment before he squeezed your hand in his. “You should get some sleep, you must be exhausted,” he suggested, meeting your gaze.

He was right, of course. You could feel exhaustion weighing on your shoulders and causing your eyelids to droop. 

You couldn’t go to sleep. You couldn’t let him out of your sight. Fear wrapped a cold hand around your throat, and you couldn’t breathe. He’d leave you once you were unconscious and you wouldn’t be able to do anything about it. 

He must’ve noticed your hesitation because he added, “I’ll be right here when you wake up.” 

You nodded, not fully convinced. You wanted to ask him to lay with you, just like he did after the Stratford Tower. You forced yourself to stand and not look back as you made your way to your bedroom and shut the door behind you. 

You’d like to say that you couldn’t sleep, purely out of spite. However, your body betrayed you, and sleep overtook you almost as soon as your head hit the pillow. You were restless and woke up at around noon. 

You dragged yourself out of bed and fixed your bedhead as you padded into the living room. Relief flowed through you when you realized Connor was still there, right where you left him. 

He rose from his position on the couch, offering you a small smile, “How did you sleep?” 

“Fine,” you answered, eyeing him. 

He swallowed hard and shuffled on his feet. “I… I owe you an apology.” You raised a brow, but he continued, “I recognize that my behavior was incongruous. I’ve never experienced anything like this before.” 

You rounded the couch, inching closer to him. The corners of your mouth turned up, giddiness flowing through your veins, “Like what, Connor?” 

He squeezed his eyes together and his LED circled yellow. You closed the gap between you and rested your hands on his shoulders. His eyes snapped open, and he looked down at you. 

“Like I’m going to combust every time you touch me,” he replied, clenching his jaw as you let your hands drop to rest on his chest. His thirium pump hammered in his chest, nearly matching the pounding of your own heart. 

“What do you want?” you questioned, tracing your hands down his torso. 

He grabbed a hold of your hands, and brought them to his lips, pressing a kiss to the inside of your wrist. He kissed the back of your hands, attempting to catch his breath. He released your hands, and wrapped his around your waist, bringing you impossibly closer. 

He leaned in, close enough that your lips were just a breadth away from touching. You wrapped your arms around his neck, attempting to bring him closer, but he held firm. 

“I want you,” he whispered, his gaze never leaving yours. 

“Then have me.” 

That was all he needed, and he was rushing forward to encase your lips in his. You ran your hands through his hair as you moved in tandem. Connor’s slid down your body to the backs of your thighs, and you jumped into his arms. He caught you effortlessly, tightly gripping the underside of your thighs as he carried you to your bedroom. 

He pulled away, panting, as he laid you down on your bed and hovered over you. He hesitated, an artificial blush dusting his cheeks. 

“Let me take the lead,” you suggested, tapping your fingers on his ribs. He nodded, scooting back and laying in the spot next to you. You couldn’t help but wonder if Cyberlife had given him a certain appendage, but you figured you’d find out soon enough.

You grinned as you moved to straddle him, hands splayed over his chest. You ran your hands across the smooth fabric of his button-up, and his bioregulator thrummed against your fingertips. You leaned down and kissed him slowly, sweetly. Connor’s hands ghosted over your hips as your lips moved in tandem. You cupped his face, your featherlight touch bringing both of you impossibly closer.

You pulled away, panting, and drank in the sight below you. Connor’s lips were swollen, and he was gazing up at you like you hung each and every star in the sky. You leaned down and pressed one last kiss against his lips. You dipped your head down to brush light kisses to the column of his throat, and your fingers fumbled to undo the buttons of his shirt. You grinned against his flushed skin as you successfully undid the last button, and nipped at the tempting expanse of newly exposed skin.

“You’re perfect,” you whispered as your fingers danced against the bare skin of his ribs, and he shuddered against your touch.

“Cyberlife designed me t—”

You cut him off by sliding down and dotting his torso with kisses and lovebites. Connor’s breath gets caught in the back of his throat when you rub a hand over the dent in his pants, and he instinctively juts his hips into your palm. That answers that question.

“So eager,” you hum, slowly unbuckling his belt. Connor gripped the sheets as you slowly, agonizingly pull down the zipper to his dress pants. You were definitely enjoying teasing him. 

“Please,” Connor groaned, arching his head into the pillow beneath him.  An artificial blush spread across his cheeks as he begged, and gazed up at you through his lashes. 

You grinned and leaned forward, just close enough that your breath tickled the shell of his ear. “Use your words, darling,” you purred before pulling away and slowly tracing your fingers down his chest.

His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard and replied, “Please. Touch me, Doctor.”

You finally granted him and yourself mercy and slip your hand under the waistband to his briefs, immediately finding what you were looking for. You release his length from its confines, allowing it to spring up in front of you. 

You nearly groaned at the sight. His head was dripping, and you leaned forward to pepper kisses and featherlight touches along his length, eliciting a hiss from the android below you. You leaned closer, allowing your mouth to fully envelop him and swirling your tongue around the pink-hued tip. Connor groaned, shuddering underneath you. He bucked his hips, moaning as he pushed himself deeper into your mouth.

“I need you,” he whimpered as you bobbed your head, steadily taking more of him. You ran your hands along his inner thighs as he grabbed the hair at the nape of your neck and brought you closer to him.

You pressed your tongue against the underside of his shaft, evoking a gasp from Connor as he arched his back. The sounds he was making had you clenching your thighs together, attempting to alleviate the ache between your legs. 

You pulled away, licking your lips, and Connor whimpered from the loss of contact. He was so needy, and you loved it. 

You got off the bed, just long enough to rip off your clothes, and you thanked your past self for wearing clothes that were easy to remove just in case. 

You were back to straddling him in an instant, and Connor pulled you into a kiss, running his hands along your bare flesh. His hands found the supple flesh of your ass, and he squeezed. You gasped against his lips as you ground against his length. 

“Fuck, Connor, need you so bad,” you whined, your thoughts running together. You brought your hand to where the two of you met and aligned him to your entrance. 

The moan that escaped you when you lowered yourself down onto his cock was sinful. All you could think about was how perfectly he filled you. Connor’s hands roamed your body, urging you to move. 

You rolled your hips, driving him deeper into you and watching as his eyes rolled back. You grabbed his hands, which had latched onto your hips, and pinned them above his head. 

“Keep them there,” you commanded before moving your hips once more. You rode him like your life depended on it, lifting yourself almost completely off him before plunging back down.

“Ah!” Connor whimpered your name. “Just like that.” 

You leaned forward, resting your hands on his biceps as you moved your body up and down, desperately chasing your high. Connor’s hips rose to meet yours as he pounded into you, and you gasped, fully letting him use you. 

You reached down to where your bodies met and started rubbing circles on your clit, feeling the familiar heat pooling in your belly. 

“Don’t stop,” you begged, resting your forehead against Connor’s shoulder as he thrusted deeper into you, reaching the spot that had you seeing stars. 

Your release hit you like a semi-truck and you squeezed against Connor’s cock, causing him to groan. He came soon after, rutting into you as he pulsed inside of you. 

You attempted to catch your breath as you slumped against Connor, your breaths intermingling. “Are you okay?” you ask, fingers carding through his hair. 

“Yes,” he replied, breathless. “I think I like being deviant.” 

You chuckled, lifting yourself off of him. You liked him being deviant, too. You laid your head on his chest, listening to the comforting whirring of his biocomponents. He ran a hand through your hair, wrapping a strand around his finger. All that mattered right now was his arms wrapped around you; you could worry about everything else later.

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