#dom gavin

[beewithknee]

the red ropes (1)

Sub Huxley (Poly!DAMN) smut

Part 1

t.w/c.w - mild dumbification, slightly sadistic lasko + damien, praise kink, slight exhibtionism, bondage, established BDSM dynamic, use of honourifics (sir, king + master), ruined orgasms, edging, very very mild overstimulation

The tight red ropes were slightly constrictive around Huxley’s chest as he walked. Not that he didn't like it. Huxley had often fantasised about doing something like this… doing something that could so easily get him caught.

Earlier that morning, the Freelancer had wrapped him up so prettily, making him their perfect little playtoy. They’d promised to keep him tied up like a beautiful gift until they could get home and take him apart.

It was safe to say, Huxley’s pants were a little tighter than normal. 

The silky red ropes had been designed for long periods of use and were extremely comfortable. It helped keep the Earth’s mind slow and steady. His anxiety was under control as the ropes kept every bad thought at bay. He didn’t need to think about anything but his school work and the love that he felt from being so securely wrapped up. 

His phone buzzed, their contact name flashing across the screen.

‘the short one <3’ He, in fact, had not chosen the nickname. That was Damien’s handiwork. He was very proud of the fact that he was a whole ½ inch taller than his counterpart.

“Hey, how are you feeling honey?” Their soft voice floated through his phone into his ear. He shivered at the low timber of their voice. “G-good.” He stuttered, the words felt thick in his throat. “They feel good and I'm keeping half an eye on them. I’ll send you progress pics throughout the day to let you know.” He responded quietly, mind floating slightly as they breathed in his ear.

“Good boy.” They breathed so softly. He let out a whimper, a quiet but distinct noise. His cheeks flushed as he quickly looked around to see if anyone had heard. “Floating in the clouds a bit, baby?” Freelancer laughed lightly, thoroughly enjoying the noises they could pull from him. 

It made them proud.

“Okay, I have to go to my first class. Are you gonna be okay?” They whispered gently, he could picture them running their fingers over his cheeks as they spoke. He closed his eyes and subconsciously leaned into the imaginary touches.

“Mhm.” he hummed, mind slowly coming back into himself. “Hux, I want you to call me anytime you need or want okay? This is gonna be a lot and I'm here for you every step of the way.” They promised, speaking their words slowly and clearly so that the message stuck in his brain.

“Thank you.” He swallowed thickly, his mind absorbing their words easily. It was always easy when it was them. 

“Okay, I really have to go. Bye honey, stay safe and feel free to call me or take them off at any time.” They reiterated, sending a kissy noise through the screen. He laughed and said goodbye before hanging up again.

#redacted asmr #smut #huxley deserves to be a sub and to feel good #sub hux rights <333 #x female reader #x male reader #x gender neutral reader #g.n reader #fluff #hurt/comfort #dom lasko #dom damien #sub huxley #dom freelancer #dom gavin

[all-gummed-up-inside]

Needy puppyboy!Connor who desperately humps your pillow while you’re out of town. he’s a complete mess by the time your 3 day trip is over, but it’s fine your pretty puppy has so much more pent up energy for you <3

Pretty kittyboy!Nines who can just cum from you playing with his fluffy tail for a little bit too long, at times it’s really the only way you can drag him from work so you two can cuddle <3

Bunnyboy!Daniel who desperately fucks himself into your fist because you said it was the only way he could cum after being a brat <3

Bratty foxboy!Gavin who thinks he’s so sneaky when he steals your clothes, thinking you’re so stupid for not realizing when in actuality you’ve been leaving them out in places where he could easily find and take them <3

#dom reader #dbh x male reader #dbh x reader #dom fem reader #dom male reader #dom!reader #dbh rk900 #DBH #dbh smut #dbh fanfic #dbh gavin #dbh daniel #dbh nines #dbh connor #dbh rk800 #dbh fandom #connor rk800 x reader #nines x reader #nines rk900 x reader #gavin reed #gavin reed x reader #gavin reed x male reader #daniel pl600 #Daniel pl600 x reader

[2phie]

respect to anyone who’s played elder price ever singularly for performing spooky mormon hell dream and then i believe directly after

#like not even a sip of water #but dancing number into big singing number #mad lad #the book of mormon #tbom #tbom musical #andrew rannells #nic rouleau #gavin creel #kevin clay #dom simpson #kyle selig

[ryoko-san]

“Who’s a better professor now, Demon~?”

bonus:

#redacted asmr #redacted fanart #redacted audio #redacted lasko #redacted gavin #redacted vindemiator #redacted magic swap au #redacted swap magic au #art #redacted art #lasko x gavin #gavin x lasko #dom! lasko(?) #tsundere gavin haha

[emsgoodthinkin]

The definition of a smooth glass of Cognac 🥃

#my lord #dermot mulroney #i just know he fucks #he would make the perfect dom #daddy #shameless sean and fiona #my bestfriends wedding #his lip scar does things to me #his eyes #90s aesthetic #the wedding date #nick mercer #detective bailey #scream vi #sean brenner #insidious chapter 3 #gavin mitchell #friends #dermot Mulroney edit

[capitalisticveins]

Let’s be real, the only contenders of the poll this month are Avior, Gavin, Anton, and Guy

#Guy JUST barely made it #ppl started craving Dom Guy that’s the only reason he has a chance #redacted audio #redacted asmr #redactedverse #redacted avior #redacted gavin #redacted anton #redacted guy

[thequeen123]

come and clame me

#hot as fuck #tiktok boys #knife k!nk #rough kink #bd/sm dom #wrestling #noah beck #gavin casalegno #cody fern #hero fiennes tiffin

[all-gummed-up-inside]

You and Gavin are strictly platonic just friends, that’s what you guys always say anyways. But it’s getting harder and harder to say that when almost every other day you find yourselves barely dressed and idly grinding against each other. It always *starts* off innocently enough, whether that be you coming over for a wellness check on him or something else, then morphing into strictly just as *friends* cuddling to make him feel better, and somehow always ending with dry humping and confessing how much you love each other.

Really one minute you guys are cuddling while Gavin is ranting about his latest encounter with Elijah, the next he’s hiding his face in your neck as he nuzzles the tip of his cock against you, tip slick and boxers more than stained, whines and complaints muffled as he cums for the nth time that night. Completely forgetting why he was even angry in the first place. After awhile he finally gets settled down for the night, snuggling against your neck and letting out a faint “I love you” before promptly passing out <3

#dom reader #dom fem reader #dom male reader #dom!reader #dbh x male reader #dbh x reader #dbh smut #detroit become human x reader #sub dbh #sub character #sub detroit become human #gavin reed #gavin reed x male reader #gavin reed detroit become human #gavin reed x reader #dbh gavin

[strikersunindie-a]

80 (Daniel/Gavin/Lucas)

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"Good job, boy. Been working that ass out hard," praised Daniel as he thrust into Lucas' pussy from behind. Lucas might have been his employee, but this was the condition for Daniel hiring Gavin once he found out they were actually dating. He made Gavin stand there and stroke himself as he had first dibs. Though now that he was fucking Lucas, he was becoming more merciful. "Go on then, son. Get your dick wet if you want," he said, gesturing Gavin to come around.

Gavin wasn't the brightest, but he somehow landed Lucas who also wasn't bright. Perhaps that was why they fell for Daniel's confident demeanor and worked for him. "Thanks Sir!" he replied as he went around Lucas' couch and got on the cushions. His cock was inches away from the other's face. "Go ahead, babe. Clean it up," he said. While he wasn't as 'hard' dominating like Daniel was, Gavin did seem to lead the scene in the bedroom when it was just the two of them.

#threesome: strongxindie #strongxindie #n-s-f-w #gavin is a soft dom while daniel is a hard dom #so he can get the best of both worlds lol

[starvin-darlin]

my april role reversal predictions / wishes :

wolf sam and vampire darlin (specifically a biting audio???!!!!)

sub davey heeeeheeeee

dom laskoooooo

a damn audio where everyone’s powers / personalities are mixed up (a shy flustered gavin pls .. pls) (….incubus huxley..)

#redacted audio #redacted asmr #redactedverse

[gingerjolover]

masterlist :')

requests are currently CLOSED (asks are always open to submit ideas but will go to the bottom of the list🫶🏻)

while some of my writing is PG/PG-13, this blog contains content unsuitable for minors. 18+ only, minors gtfo!

**-** smut

who I write for!

Lucy Dacus

Unspoken - Lucy and crew!reader don't have to say it but they're in looooove

Warm Like the Breeze - Lucy and her gf cuddle on a daybed before tour

Sweet Angel - Lucy's gf has chronic pain, so she wears many different hats - nurse, dog mom, and sweet angel from heaven above

Pet Names - blurb

**Dom!Lucy** - blurb

**Bothering Lucy** - blurb

What I want - mini fic (gingy’s halloweekend)

Lazy Day - mini fic (gingybread's holidaze)

Julien Baker

Sleep It Off - Julien has had a rough few weeks, resulting in some conflict with her soft!gf :(

Dirty Shirlies - Julien doesn't like when randos talk to her girl (possessive!julien in the house)

Pet Names - blurb

Julien's Accent - blurb

#28 This is not what I expected - six-word prompts (mini fic)

**Electrolytes** - after a separate night out, julien just wants to spend time with her gf <3

Possessive + Protective - blurb

Taking care of you - blurb (TW: ED)

Princess - blurb

#30 I can't risk losing you again - six-word prompts (mini fic) (gingy's halloweekend)

Ariana! What are you doing here? - soft!gf is doing jb's makeup on Halloween and she just can't sit still (gingy's halloweekend)

Pumpkin carving - blurb (gingy's halloweekend)

Detangle - Julien's gf helps her get unready after BG's Halloween show at the Hollywood Bowl :') (gingy's halloweekend)

Ice Skating - blurb (gingybread's holidaze)

Looooover - blurb (gingybread's holidaze)

(Ginger)bread House Battle - blurb (gingybread's holidaze)

Mini Telecaster Ornament - blurb (gingybread's holidaze)

Winter Wedding +1 - blurb (gingybread's holidaze)

The Love Nest - mini fic (controversially young!gf universe)

Phoebe Bridgers

Taking care of you - blurb (TW: ED)

Lasagna - Phoebe's had a long day at the studio and her gf knows exactly what to do when she needs comfort

**She's a biter** - blurb - part 1 - part 2

Pet Names - blurb

Pumpkin Patch - blurb (gingy's halloweekend)

Mistletoe - blurb (gingybread's holidaze)

Katie Gavin

Don't let Go - Katie teaches their sweet (and scared) gf how to rollerbade!

Pet Names - blurb

#22 I don't want to hear it - six-word prompts (mini fic) (gingy's halloweekend)

Happy Not Birthday - katie's gf hates her bday but loves katie <3

Early morning walk - christmas morning domestic vibes

Jo Maskin

Hidden Meanings - Soft!gf reader always gifts flowers for Jo with hidden meanings <3

#4 Don't talk to me ever again - six-word prompts (mini fic)

Missing you - blurb

Pet Names - blurb

For the bit - mini fic (gingy’s halloweekend)

Untitled V-day Fic - (gingy's cupid shuffle)

Naomi McPherson

Calming you down - blurb

#7 I can't stop thinking of you - six-word prompts (mini fic)

Pet Names - blurb

Mornings - mini fic

Mornings Pt 2 (Bob the Builder) - mini fic (gingybread's holidaze)

Taking care of drunk soft!gf - blurb (gingy’s halloweekend)

Pumpkin seeds - blurb (gingy's halloweekend)

NYE Jealousy HC - blurb (gingybread's holidaze)

Untitled Angst - preface

You're Losing Me - Part 1

You're Losing Me - Part 2

You're Losing Me - Part 3

You're Losing Me - Part 4 (Coming soon!)

Boygenius

Types of dates - blurb

Commitment styles - blurb

MUNA

Couple Halloween costumes - blurb (gingy's halloweekend)

Munagenius

The Group Chat - blurb

"We're munagenius's gfs, of course..." - blurb

#lucy dacus x reader #masterlist #request please! #phoebe bridgers x reader #julien baker x reader #muna x reader #rpf #katie gavin x reader #josette maskin x reader #naomi mcpherson x reader

[rorysvampire]

In my head this makes sense

• dom: euronymous, jack, tyler, samuel, gabriel (from materna), kappa.

• flex: thibodeau, gabriel (from colombus), clay, clement, marcus, clyde, possum.

• sub: charlie, gavin, clyde, chris, gage, danny, willie, joel.

change my mind.

#rory culkin #i ❤ rory culkin #fanfic #oneshot #headcanon

[sunwarmed-ash]

The Eden Club-Deleted Scene

So remember when I said the plot of The Eden Club changed 12 times?

Well it did, haha and I had to delete whole scenes I don't think will end up back in the story. So I decided y'all get the deleted scenes just for following me :3 here's one of them 😈

Tags: Convin, sex worker Connor post revolution, enemies to lovers to friends, bdsm elements, Dom Connor, Sub Gavin

The Eden Club-Convin deleted scene

“Please sir…” Gavin begs, he’s been on edge for hours, and his cock aches under the hard toe of Connor’s shoe. 

“No,” the android growls, and Gavin whines knowing it means he has to wait longer until he can get what he wants. 

“No?” he repeats, begging for guidance, “Please- Sir, tell me, tell me what you want…”

“Don't call me that.”

Gavin feels like he's losing his mind. His core is throbbing, begging, screaming for release. He hasn't been broken like this in so long his body has been crying out for it. And he’s close, so close, to getting it, he’s just not there yet. But he wants to be, he wants more than anything to be good. To follow instructions and be rewarded for it. He takes an unsteady breath, keeping his head lowered as he asks, 

“What do you want me to call you?”

Connor presses the rubbered end of the flogger under Gavin’s chin, helping him look up slowly until their eyes met. Gavin is frozen there, held in place by piercing, ordering eyes. His cock throbs again underfoot. 

“I want you to call me by my name.”

Gavin’s shoulders lower and he shudders, eyes slamming closed in submission as pleasure plummets through his body and his cock twitches hard under rough plastic. 

“Connor please, please, let me cum.”  

Connor hums, pleased in his throat and Gavin feels a tension in his chest he didn't know he was holding loosen. 

Connor was proud, he did good. 

“You don't deserve it,” Connor teases, but his voice is light when he says it. 

Gavin agrees. 

“I know.” 

“Are you sorry?” He asks, and Gavin’s never been more sorry for anything in his entire life. 

“Sorry it doesn't fix it…” he says, because sorry hasn’t ever fixed anything for him. Not really. 

“It does for me, so i'd appreciate it if you changed your attitude. If you want to cum still that is. If you’ve changed your mind though-” 

“NO!” Gavin’s eyes snap up to meet Connor’s, searching his for something, some hint he was lying, just waiting for the moment for Gavin to show his belly before he struck. But Gavin didn't find any of that there. Instead he found what might even be the stupid fucking android equivalent of a soul in those suddenly innocent looking eyes. 

Tears are blurring his vision before he can look another moment, and the words are spilling out of his mouth on instinct. “Connor, I'm so phcking sorry.”

He watches how the comment effects the android, how it bleeds into every circuit and brings a stupidly pleased smile to his face that is 100% Connor and not the killing machine Cyberlife intended him to be. 

“Thank you Gavin. I'm going to let you cum now, do you know why?”

He looks back at the android with watery eyes, 

“No, actually... You just said I don't deserve it…”

“You didn’t, originally. But I’ve changed my mind based on your good behavior. So answer me, sweetheart, why am I going to let you cum?” 

The soft pet name after such a long, degrading, painful session has his emotions welling up at the surface and spilling over. He knows he's going to need a good fucking cry after this. Like a break down and ugly cry kind of cry. The android has somehow managed to tap into a space Gavin didn't even know he was letting him access until now. 

“I don’t know…”

“Yes you do baby.”

Connor’s hand replaces the flogger under his chin and Gavin sniffles. 

“Because you are merciful?”

Connor smiles, pride radiating out of every synthetic pore. 

“Yes, I am. And why is that Gavin?” 

Breath hitches, tears streaming, hips aching against Connors shoe. He doesn’t know. He doesn't want to be wrong…

“Because I am proud of you.” Connor finishes before finally, finally removing his foot. The sound that tears its way free of Gavin’s throat is nothing short of feral. His orgasm takes over his entire body, his hips hump automatically into frictionless air, chasing pleasure as it shoots out his tip and coats his chest, neck, stomach, cock, and the floor. 

Connor could watch this on repeat forever, it invoked the same low burning stimulation that watching his first porn star did so many weeks ago. Gavin is completely overwhelmed with pleasure, an experience that seems rare in humans. He’s absolutely breathtaking to behold. He his body stops twitching, he tells Gavin that. 

“Shut the fuck up,” Gavin pants, chest still panting through the after shocks.

“What was that babe?” Connor teased, with just a hint of his previous Dom tone that he’s now learning Gavin responds to after sex as well.  

“I’m not beautiful.” he mutters, pushing his hair out of his eyes.  

“You are, And you can't see what I’m seeing so you don't speak for me. You’re absolutely gorgeous. I wish I could preserve the moment of your climax forever.”

Gavin’s face flushes bright red. 

“Can’t you already do that?”

“Yes.”

Gavin rolls his eyes.

“Yeah, yeah.”

“I wouldn’t lie to you Gavin.”

Yes he would, everyone always lies to you. No one wants you anymore Gavin. Why do you think you’re here?

Gavin shakes his head before the bad thoughts can get their hooks into his frontal lobe. 

“What the hell are you even talking about, yes you would, you have! And besides you don't need to blow smoke up my ass, we both already got off.”

“I’m not blowing smoke up your ass, I was simply attempting to transition into aftercare.”

That makes Gavin laugh. 

“Aftercare? What did Kamski make you read 50 Shades Of Grey?”

Connor took a minute to respond as he was probably googling what 50 shades of grey was, Gavin used the time to begin to locate his clothes. Oh, well after he got the feeling in his legs back. 

“No, I don't believe 50 shades of grey does a good enough job of describing BDSM elements and relationships as a whole. Nor does it show healthy examples of consent. While there are ‘contracts and labels’ in common, you are free to leave at any point. I would even give you your money back if you wanted. If you’re not enjoying something, I would expect you to tell me, and the same applies to me.” 

Gavin turns around and looks at Connor. Really looks at him. For a long fucking time. 

“Who the phck are you?”  

Connor smirks.  

“Detective Reed, My name is Connor, I’m an RK800 android prototype attempting to pass for human. How am I doing?”

“Frighteningly well.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment. Perhaps I can I get you that coffee now?”

“T-The coffee from 10 months ago??”

“11 months, two weeks, and 5 days. But, yes Detective, that one” Connor sasses.

Gavin hates the visible shiver it causes him. 

“Fine, phck it, sure, there a phcking food menu too?”

“Actually, yes.”

“Shit, this place really did get better…”

Connor is quiet for half a beat, before asking, 

“So you have been here before?”

“What? Yeah, of course I’ve been here, I'm human aren’t I?”

Connor pulls up the menu screen and adds Gavin’s coffee before opening the folder for food. 

“The first time you came here, and stayed with me, specifically, I asked you if you’ve had sex with an android, you said no.”

Gavin ignores him for the menu, which was over 30 pages long. What did they merge with Cheesecake factory?

“That wasn’t the question you asked.”

“Why are you deflecting Detective?”

Gavin’s eyes glance up from the menu screen, eyes narrowing suspiciously. He felt like he was being interrogated, but lightly? Almost like he was being teased, but also the man was genuinely curious. Fine, time to see how good his skills were. 

“I’m not deleflecting, it's not the same question!” He chuckles, adding a cheeseburger with all of the fixings, fries, and a chocolate milkshake.

Connor eyes the total calorie count worryingly before deciding to just allow it. 

“So, you haven’t had sex with an android?”

“Nope, just you. Lap dances don't count as sex.”

Connor flushes all the way up to his artificial hairline. 

“Oh. I see,” Connor chuckles, understanding the loophole now. 

“You're more than that, by the way.”

Connor looks at Gavin perplexed, attempting to understand what he could be referring to. 

“More than what?”

“Just an android. I mean, I don't think you shutting down on me would have freaked me out as much as it did, if I, didn’t believe I killed something. That there was something in there to kill. I know I’m an ass, but I’m not stupid. t’s not beyond my belief that technology finally got smart enough to create a perfect, indistinguishable, soulless mimic. But that's not what you are.”

Gavin can feel Connor's eyes on him, burning through his skin all the way down to his nerves. Not actually, but when he felt already scrubbed raw, Connor might as well have heat vision. He continues talking to distract from it. 

“Before the revolution, before, all of you woke up, or whatever, the androids, here especially, were different. Way different than you, and I felt that way before you deviated. You’ve always had, I don't know, something in there. Something deviant. I mean, you mouthed off to me on your first day! I’ve never had an android talk back to me, freaked me the phck out. Thought I was actually gonna get shot in the break room.”

Connor laughs at that. 

“I wouldn't have shot you. I didn't have a gun.”

Gavin finally shot him a look, and Connor’s stupid, pleased as shit fucking smile made his heart clench. Goddamn post sex hormones. Always turned him into a sap. 

“The new you is still a lot like the old you. Sassy and cocky as shit. But I can also clearly see Anderson’s bad influences mixed in there too.”

“Mm, yes, I have grown fond of the word ‘fuck,’ and sex.”

Gavin snorts. 

“Yeah babe, I know.” 

There was something else Gavin needs to say, and if he doesn't do it now, it might stay inside for another year. After everything Connor’s done for him, he deserves to know. “Hey, Connor?”

When Connor’s huge expressive eyes are on him his heart clenches. He needs to push through this. Connor’s worth it. “I was wrong. Before. You are alive, and I was pretty phcking stupid to think otherwise. So, I’m sorry about that. About how I treated you. All of it. Really.”

When Connor doesn’t immediately say anything, Gavin instantly worries he fucked up, again. Despite trying to do everything right. When he takes a closer look, he realizes he’s just been shocked silent. His mouth actually drops open after the out of character apology. At least until Gavin glares at it. He didn't like feeling mocked. 

Connor snaps his lips closed and his cheeks flushed pink. Connor was obviously thinking several things at once trying to figure out which is the right to ask first. It was making Gavin edgy to wait. 

“Will you just ask me whatever you’re frying your breadboard over-analyzing?”

Connor’s face scrunches together adorably, and Gavin hates how stupid hooked he was on Connor already. 

“Would, you consider dating me? Officially?”

Gavin obviously didn't expect that question because now his mouth drops open. Unfortunately for him that freed his tongue, which answers without his brain or hearts consent. 

“You, want to date me? Like more than just hook up?”

Connor nods immediately, pink still dusting his cheeks. 

It wasn't a good sign that he actually missed the blue right? That feels like a four-letter-word red flag warning. 

“Yes, and that's not my social relationships program speaking. I swear.”

Gavin looks at Connor for a moment before saying, 

“Yeah, I believe you.”

Connor closes the distance within a fraction of a second but once he was just a breath away, he took his time, looking Gavin in the eye and making his heart sputter and choke weakly like a winter-frozen engine. 

“You mean it,” Connor says finally, and Gavin bites his tongue before it can answer on reflex again. 

Instead he nods, and then Connor’s lips are on his, hard and bruising in a way that took his breath away. He hasn’t felt this plummeted by a kiss since his first kiss with Hank in 2029. He hates what this means for him, but he can’t get himself to pull away. 

Connor kisses differently than Hank, differently than random hook ups he meets at bars, than most people Gavin’s been with because Connor’s curious, genuine, and deliberate. Probably taking fucking notes in that big brain of his, studying him, studying how his body responds to each press and brush of lips. No one’s ever bothered to pay this much attention to him before and Gavin’s overwhelmed by how it makes him feel. Connor tastes like clean silicone, but he feels so much softer than that. Different enough from human skin for him to notice but not enough for him to want to stop.

They are startled apart by Gavin’s arrival of food and the older man actually growls out his disappointment. It causes the sweetest chuckle out of Connor.

“We can always kiss after. We can stay in here as long as you want.”

“Yeah, like I can afford to spend more than I’ve already spent here this week,” Gavin scoffs playfully, but in reality he was hiding his profuse disappointment. 

“I’m sorry for the ambiguity, I meant on the house. I take breaks between clients all the time.”

“Whoa, what? Seriously?”

Connor nods before pointing to his rapidly cooling meal. 

“Eat your food, and then you can ask me more questions.”

Gavin flushes, temporarily forgetting about his food for the conversation but now suddenly starving. 

After he ate three bites Connor continues. “I make my own schedule, Elijah doesn't take a cut of my tips. I can work the floor or in here whenever I want.”

“Sounds too good to be true, sure he's not playing you?”

Connor shrugs. 

“Not entirely, but so far he’s kept things professional, more or less.”

Gavin didn't like the way that statement made his skin feel. Or the way the name struck a familiar, unwelcome cord in both his heart, and his gut. 

“What's more or less?” He didn't really want to press, but he felt a duty to Connor, Hank, and his job to push. 

Connor appreciates his concern. 

“Everything has been mutually consensual Detective, he’s running a clean operation, in legal terms at least. Though I doubt this place would pass a health inspection.”

Gavin unfortunatly agreed with that statement. 

“Alright, well, good. You make sure to let us know if that changes. Hate to learn our ‘isolated incident’ was a pattern in front of our faces all along.”

“I’m very lucky to have two strong officers to protect me.”

Gavin barks his laughter, but it sounds genuine and not forced.

#convin #detroit become human #connor rk800 #gavin reed #connor x gavin #dbh gavin reed #gavin x connor #dbh connor #the eden club #the eden club:ds #sunwarmed ash #find me on ao3 #buy me a coffee? #links in bio #i post new stuff every sunday #sinful sunday

[free-boundsoul]

Spicy thought that came to mind kind of a continuation of my post about Freelancer, Hux and Lasko

Freelancer snorted softly as they refilled the glasses on the table, sliding them over to Hux and Lasko respectively. The three friends were lounging in Hux's living room, enjoying each other's company and a few drinks

"Seriously, Freelancer, there's no way Gavin s-subs, not with the way he acts all the time" Lasko teased, the topic of their conversation making it hard to tell if the alcohol was the source of his flushed face

Freelancer sipped their drink, their lips curling into a grin before they leaned forward, their voice dropping to imitate Gavin's silken tone "You really doubt that I don't have that man on his knees for me?"

Hux laughed as Lasko sputtered, the air elemental's face turning a brighter hue as the Freelancer leaned back. "Really Lasko, Gavin is versatile. You don't have to have set roles in the bedroom. You should switch it up with your love every once in awhile. Bet they'd love to see your 'dom' side"

"I-I don't know...we just started getting intimate and we're still learning about each other and...well, I don't know if I'd be any good at that..." Lasko stuttered out, raising his glass to his lips.

"Hey, you never know until you try, dude. Plus theres other ways to take control in the bedroom, you can top from the bottom like Damien does." Hux gave one of his easy smiles as he patted Lasko on the back

"I just can't see Damien being on bottom at all. He's the control freak. He literally has itinerary for a dinner and movie night. He plans it based on what we usually order and how long it takes the place to make." Freelancer couldn't help but tease the fire elemental, even if he wasn't there

"But you have to admit it's so sweet that he knows what we each like to order...oh, wait, we were talking about the other thing. But he's been getting so good at giving up that control in the bedroom. I think he just needs to know he's with someone he can completely trust to take that control-"

"What the hell are you guys talking about- is that my good scotch?" Damien's voice rose as he stormed into the room. His bag slid down his shoulder to thump onto the floor by the couch as he stared down at the group.

"Dames! Baby, you're home early....can I have a kiss?" Hux beamed up at him, the big guy the closest to his lover as Lasko and Freelancer broke down into nervous giggles at getting caught.

Damien tried his best to glare down at his partner, but Hux was hard to stay mad at, especially when he was so happy at his mere arrival. He sighed heavily before he leaned down to press his lips against Hux's, his hand resting on his cheek. He only pulled away when the Freelancer let out a wolf whistle.

"You're incorrigible, you know that?"

"You've told me that a few times now, actually. Anyway, you gonna join in on the gossip session? You know you want to" they sing-songed as they used psychokinesis to grab another glass from the kitchen, even if it was shakey with their inebriation. They still managed to mix Damien's drink of choice before sliding it over to him

"Considering what you were talking about, I'm not sure I do."

"Pfft oh come on. You can tell us some of Hux's secrets, to make up for him telling one of yours. Oh, and I'll tell you about this secret spot of Gavin’s. If you touch him in just the right way it drives him nuts...you know you'd love to fuck with him like he does to you. You're all about getting even, right, wildfire?" Freelancer grinned as Damien let out another sigh before he plopped into Hux's lap and took the glass he'd been offered.

"Its going to be a long night"

#redacted asmr #redacted audio #redacted damn crew

[p3ski]

Part Of You

Explicit content (18+)

Pairing: RK900/Gavin Reed

Tags: M/M, Established Relationship, Oral, Anal, Dom/Sub, Praise Kink, Choking, Multiple Positions, Fluff and Smut, Shifting POV

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Summary: Gavin and Nines have been dating for some time now, but unfortunate circumstances early in their relationship meant that they weren't able to 'push the limits' of their intimate life quite as much as they would have liked. This is about to change.

Part 3 in the 'More Than' Series - Taking place between Chapter 27 and Epilogue of More Than Our Parts - can also be read as a standalone fic.

Word Count: 5.3K

Nines had arrived at the apartment later than anticipated. The interviewers had been running behind in seeing the other applicants, meaning his meeting had been pushed back significantly. 

This seemed to have annoyed Gavin when he informed him, although he didn't labour the point too much. He knew this was important to him and would be willing to exercise what tenuous stores of patience he possessed in delaying their movie night.

With this in mind, it struck Nines as odd that he was not there to greet him when he entered. Indeed, the living room was suspiciously vacant, save for the vocal greetings of a large ensemble of cats. They surrounded him almost immediately, yowling and rubbing at his legs in varying degrees of enthusiasm. Richie was particularly forceful, clambering over his sisters and mother in order to reach him first. 

The android pocketed his key and reached down to pet the boisterous male in hopes it may placate him. It did not. Richie soon lost interest in the affection and scurried off to the far corner of the room. Scaling the nearby cat tree, he used the additional vantage to propel himself towards the kitchen door. He somehow ended up perched on the top of the panel, precariously balanced on a set of wobbling paws.

Well accustomed to the cat's antics, Nines rolled his eyes affectionately, followed by an amused snort as he inevitably lost balance—falling back to the floor in a squirming ball of fur and limbs. He continued to pet the remaining cats as he completed a perimeter scan of the apartment, noting traces of life coming from the bedroom. 

“Gavin?”

There was no response, even after Nines made several more attempts to gain his attention. While his vitals appeared to be within normal parameters, his silence was growing disconcerting. He could sense that his partner was standing motionless, failing to so much as flinch in response to his voice. 

This anxiety, mingled with curiosity, culminated in him offering each of the cats a final cursory stroke before standing to his feet. He advanced towards the bedroom, determined to see what was transpiring.  

The door swung open before he could touch it, revealing a set of impish green eyes. Before Nines could question what was happening, firm lips met his, accompanied by coarse stubble brushing against his chin. The mouth worked against him in fevered urgency as a hand pulled the nape of his neck, anchoring him closer.

When Gavin eventually pulled away, he did so with a coy smirk plastered on his face. “Surprise.”

It wasn't a surprise, obviously. He knew Nines could see the vitals and would have known where he was. What did come as a surprise, however, was as his partner slipped away—filling the full scope of his vision—there was decidedly more of him on display than the android had prepared for. 

His more rational mind promptly stalled as the man stared back at him, his wicked grin growing exponentially in the wake of his stunned reaction. “So, how did it go?”

“It…it went well, I believe that…” The android trailed off as the starched material of his dress shirt suddenly felt unbearably stifling. He pulled at the collar, trying to compose himself enough to continue. “Why are you naked?”

“I'm just so proud of you,” Gavin replied, simpering with faux innocence. He advanced back towards him slowly, labouring on every step before his hands came to rest on his shoulders, rubbing them in languid paths. “Putting yourself out there, going for something you're passionate about. I think you deserve a reward.”

It wasn't exactly a challenge to understand what Gavin meant by this. Nonetheless, he sealed the promise with another firm, impassioned kiss before sinking to his knees as though compelled to do so by some unseen weight. 

It was entirely mesmerising, watching as the man wrestled with his zipper and belt, moving with carnal desperation that seemed akin to a starving animal. His pants slid down, and fumbling fingers traced across him in line with the wet seal of a mouth. It charted the outline of his length, teasing him to hardness through his boxers.

The android sought leverage on the doorway, which he had barely crossed before all of this began to unfold. His grip tightened exponentially as the cotton barrier was removed, and cool air struck his arousal.

Gavin stared at him, chuckling lowly. In a shameless display of appreciation, he licked his lips before darting forward and running a stripe across the swollen length. He repeated the movement several times, punctuated by deep, guttural moans. He then captured the tip, suckling firmly as his tongue flitted across the slit. 

Nines shuddered, body trembling, and the man smirked around his length before engulfing it fully into the velvety heat of his mouth. He took it greedily, with every movement claiming more, until it struck the back of his throat. Glossed wood began to crack beneath the android's grip, yielding to the pressure. 

The sounds his partner was making were filthy. Long groans and rasp whines, underscored by subtle gags. Nines recognised that this did not form part of any real aversion, Gavin having proven numerous times that he was more than adept at pleasuring him this way. He was doing it on purpose, ensuring each sinful action came with some form of verbal accompaniment.  

Saliva dribbled from the corners of his mouth as he continued to work his cock. His eyes were glassy, pricked with tears, the vacuous depths reflecting nothing but lust and desperation. 

He looked incredible like this. So shamelessly wanton and needy. An excited warmth pooled in Nines' stomach, radiating through his body. His HUD bombarded him with warnings, prompting him to alleviate some of the heat with a series of heavy pants. 

His partner appeared hellbent on countering the efforts. Through the rising tide of pleasure, the android noted a telling movement between his legs. Groans of appreciation deepened, sending vibrations through his arousal. 

Gavin was touching himself—with the same frantic abandon that he was using to pleasure Nines. 

He seemed to be nothing short of ecstatic at the arrangement, his tongue and lips moving in harmony with each rampant tug. It was too much, and the android was left powerless to resist his overwhelming desire for more. His hands fisted the back of his hair before thrusting forward in a series of harsh, focused jerks.

His climax was fast approaching, and he was able to catch himself just before all logical thought deserted him. He extended a hurried warning to the man nestled between his thighs. “Gavin, I’m very close—” 

The pace quickened, bringing him to the peak of his pleasure before it spilt into his partner's mouth. The man welcomed it eagerly, lapping against the material, pulling back just enough that Nines could see the traces pooled on the back of his tongue.

He shuddered in appreciation, unable to look away. This silent admiration proved enough to tip Gavin over the edge as he flung his head back with a long, guttural cry. 

Shuddering breaths fell in line with the turbulent heaves of his chest as his olive skin was left coated with the glistened sheen of sweat and release. The android indulged in every detail, committing them to memory with meticulous focus.

///

Gavin could only imagine what Nines was thinking right now. His body quivered in lingering twitches as rogue sparks of crimson flickered against his blue-tinged skin. It never grew tiring, seeing him like this. The epitome of measured poise reduced to a beautiful, flustered mess. 

“That was incredible.”

The breathless cadence with which the android said this inspired a swell of pride within him. Wiping any lingering traces of release from his chin, he popped the fingers into his mouth, grinning in satisfaction. “No need to stop there.” 

While the two had enjoyed copious intimacy since their relationship began, unfortunate circumstances required them to take it easy in the formative weeks. This was something that Gavin desperately wanted to change. He understood what his partner was capable of, having been permitted fleeting glimpses—and he’d had enough of hanging on previews. He wanted it all. Untamed and unrestrained. 

“You don't have a refractory period, right? You could keep going…doing whatever you wanted with me, for as long as you wanted it.”

It was the beginning of a challenge. One that Nines, much to his delight, appeared willing to entertain. He hummed low in affirmation, the rich resonance of his voice darkening in line with his gaze. “That’s right.” 

Gavin struggled to uphold his facade of confidence, but the mask was rapidly slipping. His body tremored as his mouth grew dry in debauched anticipation. 

“Then go ahead. What the hell are you waiting for?”

There was little time devoted to deliberation before Nines accepted the invitation. Strong hands reached under his arms as his steely eyes trained on him with unwavering focus. He hoisted Gavin to his feet, practically snarling as he did so before forcibly bringing their bodies together. Nails dug into his hips, creating deep-set grooves as the android began to move in teasing circles.

Had the man not been privy to the fact his partner already found release, there would have been no indication of this. He was unmistakably hard as he rubbed against him, making no secret of just how ready he was to continue. 

The enticing strokes of friction were cut criminally short, as after just a few brushes, he had pulled away. Gavin would have likely protested this had it not been for the subsequent shove that forced him to tumble onto the bed.

He lay there, splayed out against the sheets, as his head reeled from the momentum. Nines slipped between his legs, wrenching them apart with a firm shove of his knees. Forceful hands claimed his thighs before teeth found their way to the tender flesh, sinking in with a claiming bite. Gavin hissed in a dizzying mixture of pleasure and pain, provoking the jaw to tighten until the skin was almost breached. 

As the seal was relinquished, a tender kiss was placed against the resultant mark. The process was repeated several times until the inside of his legs were liberally patterned with reddened indents. 

Then the mouth dipped inwards, with the anticipation being that it would find his arousal—seeking to tease it back to life. To his surprise, the movements trailed lower, and before he could process what was happening, a wet heat had found his entrance. 

Jesus fucking Christ.

Nines had never done this before, but as was the case with seemingly everything they attempted, the action appeared to come naturally. He responded with precision to the subconscious motions of his body, adjusting his approach to ensure his partner melded pliantly to the touch. 

The pressure on his entrance increased as a finger also breached his warmth, working alongside the tongue. Gavin keened in delight, writhing against the sheets as he arched himself closer.

Once he was sufficiently prepped, the android pulled away. Surveying him with a look that told the man, in no uncertain terms, that he intended to take advantage of every privilege granted to his current position. 

“I'm going to fuck you.” The words were sharp and opposing, almost like a threat. “Precisely as I see fit, and I do not want to hear anything in return. No complaints, no protests. Do I make myself clear?” 

Nines intended to use him, and he wanted nothing more than to allow it to happen. To submit himself fully to his control, falling apart on his cock until he was a pleading, babbling mess—unable to even articulate any words, let alone ones of protests. 

He nodded in compliance, and Nines positioned himself. Rubbing against his willing heat, erection straining the muscle. Then he retracted, and Gavin whined at the sudden absence of pressure. Evidently, this constituted a complaint, as he was handled with callous abandon as their positions were flipped. 

He found himself on top of Nines, straddling his thighs, as his partner lay flush against the covers. Despite this compromised position, he made it clear that he still possessed command over the situation. Moving against him, he smiled darkly as Gavin quivered—leaning back to shamelessly rut against his arousal. 

“I want you to ride me”, he commanded, emphasised by a particularly hard, targeted jerk, “and I want to see you touch yourself as you do it.”

Gavin failed to suppress a scoff at the suggestion. He glanced down at the limp softness between his legs, still profoundly spent from the demands of his recent release. “I never said that I didn’t have a refractory period.”

He watched as his partner's lips pulled into a disapproving scowl before a firm hand grabbed his neck, claiming it in a bruising vice. 

“What did I say about complaints?” 

The man couldn't answer the question; the words were sealed in his throat, unable to escape. Rogue splutters passed from his lips as his eyes blew wide in surprise. 

“You said you were prepared to do what I wanted you to. This is what I want.” The hold tightened with resolve, robbing whatever stores of oxygen lingered in his lungs. “Surely you are capable of following a simple instruction?”

Amidst a growing delirium, he was able to offer a weak nod of confirmation, followed by a wheezing sound that tenuously resembled a “Yes.”

“Yes, what? Nines pressed, a second hand enclosing his larynx, ensuring no wayward breaths were able to breach the seal. “Who is it that you are answering to?”

He allowed Gavin some time to deliberate on his response as his pulse quickened beneath the crushing hold of his fingers. He was consumed by the euphoric swim of his oxygen-starved mind, as well as the perverse thrill of knowing that Nines could keep him like this for hours —relinquishing and reapplying pressure in just the right amounts to ensure he never lost consciousness. 

“Nines.” 

The trembling voice was undercut by a harsh slap across the face. It was the wrong response, and Gavin knew it, but he had allowed his masochistic urges to get the better of him. Desiring the punishment that resulted from insubordination, evident in the renewed arousal that pulsed between his legs. 

“Try again”, Nines demanded, grasping the burning flesh of his cheek and hooking a thumb under his jaw, forming a pincer grip. They both knew what he wanted to hear, a title they had both agreed upon for their current situation. 

Still reeling from the impact, skin pricked with a lingering sting, Gavin shuddered in excitement before choking out another weak response. “Sir.”

“Much better.” 

Without warning, his hips jerked upwards. Harsh and forceful until he was breaching the man's heat. A needy whimper was pulled from his lips as he waited in anticipation for Nines to push deeper, to claim his body in its entirety. 

When this didn't happen, he was left confused, on the brink of pleading, as any thrusts he was permitted came shallow and restrained.

“Do you want more?” Nines asked, making no secret of how much he enjoyed seeing Gavin squirm, revelling in the desperation that permeated his every action.

“Please.” His voice was hoarse and strained. Burdened by the weight of lust, as well as the lingering ache of his partner's bruising touch. “I need it, need you.”

There was another sharp, shallow thrust, and Gavin was sent reeling. He tried to roll back against it, seeking completion in the delicious fullness that it promised, but Nines ensured that his fulfilment was held tantalisingly out of reach. 

“Remember what I said,” he prompted, fingers digging into his hips in a possessive show of force. “When I let go, you are going to fuck yourself. As hard and as fast as you can endure. Prove how badly you want this. If I am satisfied by your performance, I may seek to reward you.” 

With the hold on his hips relinquished Gavin obliged the demand with immediate effect. He lifted himself from his body before pressing down forcefully, taking his partner completely with a strangled cry. Nines watched on as he bottomed out, a low groan escaping his lips. He bathed in the glow of the android's approval, rolling against his length in long, indulgent circles. 

Then he leant back, one of his hands grabbing the sheets for additional leverage, as he established a steady pace of movements. With his available hand, he found his arousal, which twitched with renewed interest in response to their current activity. Stroking it back to hardness, he bucked his hips forward—moaning loudly amidst the flagrant exhibitionism. 

He was eager to please the watchful audience lying beneath him, chasing the high of his praise. His efforts were rewarded as hands came up to trail appreciatively across his chest, feeling out the disordered patterns of his increasingly erratic breathing.

“Look at you. So perfect for me. I wish you could see yourself this way, the way I see you.”

The words wrapped around him like a caress, compelling him to move with increased vitality. As he did so, he smirked coyly, voicing his interest in the lewd proposition. “Maybe you can show me sometime. Give me the play-by-play.”

He pressed back with targeted force until the hardness inside him was brushing against a familiar bundle of nerves. His vision turned white, and he moved sightlessly through the muddled haze of ecstasy. Forgoing any consideration for the world around him, lost entirely to the sensation. 

Rubbing the spot again, his body was finally forced to halt. The expanse of white filled with stars as a wave of dizziness overcame him. Forgoing movement, he focused instead on pleasuring himself, chasing the height of his bliss for the second time that day. 

Fuck yes—

Then, his hand was firmly smacked away as Nines put an abrupt end to the gratification. “That's enough.” 

Gavin was left to wait, panting and whining as his hand was pinned forcefully to the mattress. He would have lost his balance had it not been for the resistant hold keeping him upright. The android studied him, eyes blown and unfocused, as a wayward crack of sentiment threatened to breach his imposing veneer. 

Then he leant forward, brushing his lips tenderly against his neck, seeking out the beat of his pulse with featherlight kisses. “If you need me to slow down at any point, or if you need me to stop, just say.”

“Not fucking happening,” Gavin hissed resolutely, spurring the android forward with a defiant buck of his hips. 

Nines moved impossibly fast and hard, leaving him powerless to do anything but yield obediently to the force. His body slumped forward, pressed to the searing warmth of his partner's chest. He could hear the whir of exertion that roared from his inner components as firm arms pulled him close, anchoring him in place. 

He was lost in a dream-like daze as though the sensations he was experiencing were no longer his own. A euphoria so far removed from his established reality, it was as though he had lost all possession of his body. Having become an extension of his partner, another part of him.

His arousal was pressed between them, twitching persistently in response to the rampant friction. He was able to make enough sense of the situation to hook a hand between them, capturing it in a tightened fist and pumping vigorously. 

“Shit—Fuck—” 

His words came in disjointed fragments as he was unable to lend them any greater coherence. Nines appeared to hang on his every garbled inflexion, burrowing his head into the crook of his shoulder, listening closely. 

Then, the weight of his palm returned to his neck, halting any noise. The pressure was accompanied by entwining fingers that locked around his windpipe. 

“Who do you belong to?” His question pushed forth an energised growl from the back of his throat, crackling with wayward sparks—and damn, how Gavin had grown to love that sound. 

It was something so unique to Nines, ensuring there was no doubt in his blissed-out mind as to who was doing this to him. The hand clasped around his neck, the cock spearing into his heat. It was him, all of it, and he never wanted anything different. 

The android had him forever, of which he was acutely aware, but this didn't change the fact that he wished to hear it from him. To force the wanton words of devotion from his quivering lips:

“Y-You,” he managed to stammer, prompting the grip around his throat to loosen. “I belong to you, I'm yours.”

His partner hummed in satisfaction, rumbling against the tender bruise he was suckling into his shoulder. “You're being so good for me. So compliant. I think it's time I reward you properly.”

He reached between them, forcing Gavin's hand away from his arousal. Except this time, he extended the courtesy of replacing it with his own. 

Nines stroked in time with the measured bucks of his hips, decidedly slower than the pace he had previously established. Skilled levels of force and pressure were applied to the sensitive nerves, reducing him to a whimpering mess in a matter of seconds. 

“How do you want me to fuck you?” 

Gavin could feel his mind race with a myriad of possibilities, each more depraved than the last. Eventually, he settled on an established favourite. 

“Behind. Fuck me from behind—please—”

///

Nines performed another seamless reversal of their positions. He flipped Gavin onto his back, leaving him to blink up at him with bleary eyes. The intensity of his longing had culminated in a potent haze of lust, and the android acknowledged how easily he could become lost in it should he lose focus. 

“Turn around.”

His partner did so obediently, supporting himself on hands and knees, presenting his body in a way that proved impossible to resist. Nines ran his hands appreciatively across the expanse of his back, savouring every scar and contour.

As much as he enjoyed their love-making, there was a lot to be said for these moments of reverence. They served as silent affirmations that the man was adored by him and that any aggression he showed formed part of a licentious guise—something for their mutual enjoyment. 

His hands trailed lower, following the curve of his back before finding the tender swell nestled above his thighs. He kneaded into it, teasing his opening and relishing in the desperate whines the motion elicited. 

“Do you want me back inside you?”

“Fuck yes. Now, Nines. Stop teasing.”

The exasperated response was met with a harsh strike across his body, echoed by the reddened print left in its wake. 

“You don't get to issue commands,” the android warned, prising his entrance with another wayward trail of his thumb. “I haven't finished with you yet, but I'll take what I want as I see fit. If you are unable to stay quiet, there will be consequences.”

“Okay, okay— shit .” Gavin hissed through clenched teeth, flinching instinctively as he nestled deeper into the sheets. The arch of his back provided Nines additional leverage, a gesture he suspected was meant to be subtle. 

The android tutted at the expletive as his fingers danced teasingly against the pulsing heat of his skin. He traced the flushed blotches, prideful in the knowledge that he had been the one to cause them. Then he brought down his palm, striking again with heightened force. 

“That is not being quiet.”

His partner was pressed further into the bed, propelled by the force of the slap. A weakened voice broke through, muffled against the bunched-up sheets. “I’m sorry.” 

He wasn't. 

It was evident how much he wanted this, doing everything he could to seek out further discipline. Nines willfully delivered, abusing his flesh in repeated strikes until his partner was howling in delight. 

He stopped only when he was struck by a sudden wave of inspiration. “Wait here.”

Fetching the belt which had been left discarded with his pants, he swiftly returned to the bed, using it to play with the man in place of his hands. He teased a stripe across his skin, allowing him a moment to adjust to the weight and feel of the leather—as well as grant him the opportunity to voice any objections, should he have them. 

Needless to say, he didn't, with the resulting reception being a series of enthused whimpers and nods. 

Nines worked his skin in weighty strikes until the flesh was left raw, streaked with long crimson welts. All the while, Gavin was crying out, howls of pain intermingled with heady trills of satisfaction. Once he deemed the ‘punishment’ to be sufficient, the android abandoned the belt, gripping onto his partner's hips as he lined up against his opening. 

He re-entered him in a fluid motion, refusing to stop until his length was engulfed fully by his heat. Hooking one of his arms beneath his stomach, he pulled his lax body towards him, holding it flush against his chest. 

“Keep yourself upright.” He looked over his shoulder, noting how the commanding resonance inspired a twitch in the man's arousal. “I want you to see how good you can make yourself feel. How long you can hold out until you come.” 

“ What, again ?” Gavin scoffed incredulously as a chuckle rumbled in the back of his throat. “I hate to burst your bubble, Nines, but that's not gonna happen. I'm not a fucking teenager.”

The android was left profoundly unsatisfied by the response. He made this disapproval clear with a sharp lunge forward, hard and forceful against the thoroughly wrecked skin. “You can, and you will come for me. I'm not going to stop until you do.”

Gavin shuddered, the motion striking a delicious resonance throughout his body. He felt so warm, so tight, as his muscles contracted around him. Nines could feel his composure slipping fast as a result of the amplified sensation. 

He thrust into him again, harder. His partner emitted a tense whine before slumping forward, halted only by the steadying hand that riveted him in place. 

“Do you understand me?”

Gavin offered a nod of agreement, ragged breaths hitching desperately as he grappled with his words. “Yes, just— please, Nines. Fuck me.”

He wasted no time in making full use of his body, chasing the peak of their shared ecstasy. As soon as his anchoring arm was removed, his partner lost support completely, flopping laxly against the bed. 

Nines tutted in disapproval, though it was entirely for show. A surge of excitement coursed through him as Gavin demonstrated with no uncertainty that his promise of belonging to him wasn't exaggerated. In the vulnerability of his submission, he surrendered himself entirely, devoid of any resistance.

“Get back up,” Nines ordered, grabbing a fistful of tousled brown hair and hoisting it back. “We're not done yet.”

Gavin was unable to form words, expunging a series of strange, garbled fragments in response. With his hand still fisted into his hair, Nines re-established a pace of unruly thrusts. Pulling fiercely as he did, wrenching the man's head back as far as it would physically go. 

A shift of movement between Gavin's thighs informed him that he was doing as he’d been told. Stroking himself and making delicious, sinful noises as he did. Through the cacophony of broken sounds, Nines could hear his name spoken with fervent desperation. 

He loved how it sounded on his tongue, coiling and dancing against the muscle, labouring every fractured syllable. Nothing could ever compare to the feeling it inspired in him. Nothing even came close.

“Nines —shit, that's it—don't stop—” 

He held back long enough to allow Gavin to finish before permitting his own release. An electrical charge pulsed through his mind, igniting every synapse, as his visions gave way to fevered static. Through the daze, he caught a glimpse of his arms—the skin retracting in disordered patches, creating shifting patterns of white. 

He rode the waning crest of euphoria, coaxing a few more shallow thrusts. Gavin slumped against him, head lulling onto his shoulder, rendered catatonic by his overstimulation. As the android pulled away, the release came with him, spilling in thick ribbons down his partner's trembling thighs. 

///

It was the best sex they'd ever had, a feat they seemed to achieve every single time they had it.  Gavin lay back on the sodden sheets, too spent to concern himself with the mess. Focusing his efforts on steadying the disordered pace of his breathing.

“I think I saw God.” 

The android hummed in amusement, stroking away the loose strands of hair plastered to his forehead. “What did he have to say, anything interesting?

“Only that he saw what I did and that I was in deep shit for it.”

The quip was met with a laugh—rich and throaty, laden with warmth. Powerful arms encircled his body, pulling him into a tight embrace. “I can only apologise for any role I may have played in that.”

“Nah, don't, it was worth it.”

They lay there for a while, bathing in their shared afterglow, as Nines threaded dampened locks through his fingers, planting gentle kisses against the crook of his neck. The tranquil state was only disturbed when a steady beat of yellow began to pulse from his forehead, prompting him to frown.

“Apologies, I am receiving a call,” he mumbled, blanketing the insistent light with one of his palms.

“…Are you not gonna answer it?”

“It can wait. You are more important right now.” The tender kisses spread, charting the remaining course of his neck before moving downwards, following the firm contours of his chest. 

Nines appeared intent on exploring every inch of him, with no care or consideration for just how filthy he was right now. Perhaps he was enjoying it. Tasting the traces of release that still clung to his skin, lapping trails through the salty residue, curling his tongue sinfully—

He felt his body ache in protest, putting an abrupt end to the salacious train of thought. “You're pushing it, Nines. I do not have a round three in me.”

“Perhaps you might change your mind if I permit you a short rest.”

“Seriously, loverboy. Get the fuck off me.” He pushed back against the android but with no real weight behind the movement. “Have you even checked who it is? What if it's the shelter? They might be calling to say you got the job.” 

Nines’ lips formed a tight pucker that was dangerously close to a pout. “Very well…but after I take this call, I would like it if we could shower together. I'm not done indulging in your body just yet.”

This horny motherfucker is going to kill me. 

God, I'm so in love with him. 

The pulsing on his temple ceased as the android accepted the call. “Nines Reed speaking.”

There was a period of weighty silence, to which Gavin watched on expectantly. Studying every minute shift in his partner's expression as he nodded along in composed understanding. 

“…Right…I…see…thank you for the opportunity.”

The call concluded, and the man watched as Nines' sight trailed to the side, seemingly caught in a state of morose contemplation. His lips pulled into a tight frown before he placed his hand on his partner's shoulder in a show of commiseration. “You didn't get it?”

Then the android's expression promptly shifted as he met his sight, eyes alight with mischievous intent. “No, I did. I just presumed your reaction may be more entertaining if I made it seem like I didn't.”

Any show of tenderness deserted him as Gavin shoved him again, decidedly harder. “You absolute prick.”

“I'm your prick,” Nines said smoothly before taking one of his hands in a gentle clasp, placing the knuckles to his lips. “As much yours as you are mine.” 

#dbh #reed900 #dbh fanfiction #dbh nines #dbh fanfic #dbh gavin #detroit become human #dbh rk900 #gavin reed x rk900 #gavin900 #gavin x rk900 #gavin x nines #dbh fic #g9 #gavin reed #rk900

[alrxiin]

"And I thank you, for bringing me here.

For showing me home — For singing these tears.

Finally I've found...That I belong here." ~ Home — Depeche Mode

@themeridian

Gavin x Freelancer (GN reader) || angst/comfort/fluff

Summary : Takes place before/during Gavin's love confession, so it contains mentions of NSFW, I'm ofc also not copying the confession, it'll be different

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"Showing me that I belong — with you."

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Gavin...Gavin, Gavin, Gavin – he was all that was on their mind right now, all senses overwhelmed by him, touch especially. The blindfold on their eyes made every other sense work harder, and the restraints on their wrists and ankles, made their body twitch and squirm under the Incubus' gentle touch.

Oh, how they loved him, if they had to... they'd say he might as well take their heart, because he was all that was in it now.

The sensations were getting almost unbearable, but in such a good way, and just then;

- "I...I think I need a minute." — Gavin's soft voice broke though the silence, and the restraints on their body had disappeared in a second.

Worry in their mind, they sat up almost instantly, taking a seat next to the anxiety filled Demon, that had always been so gentle with them.

- "Gavin? Are...Are you alright?" — Those words cut right through him, and he couldn't help but hide his face into his hands.

But instead of pressuring for more, they waited, looking at the man next to them with a million thoughts in their head. Little did they know, he was experiencing the same... so many thoughts, yet so little he could do.

- "No I... I don't think I'm okay, Freelancer." — His voice broke, and it sounded like he was about to cry within the next few seconds, yet he didn't.

- "I need to talk to you... but not as a dom or– or Incubus. As Gavin." — His tone suddenly got serious, and he tried to look at them, but the second he did, his feelings betrayed him.

Knowing just how stressful this is for him, even if not knowing what was on his mind, they took his hand... and God, did that make his heart flutter.

- "Please...talk to me." — Is all they spoke. But it was all he needed to start.

- "You..know sex is what I do, it's what I enjoy... it's what I love. The knowledge I'm giving people pleasure, and safety." — He paused, looking for the right words and the courage to say them.

- "Safety, that I always feel with you." —

There were tears in his eyes, and this was the first time he let himself be so... vulnerable around someone, and especially around Freelancer.

- "It took a while to even admit this to myself, for so long I couldn't accept that I could feel like this..." — Taking a deep breath, he lowered his head to hide his almost hurt expression.

- "I love you. I've always loved you. And I tried, I really tried to show it in ways I knew how, but it wasn't working. And I just feel like..like I used you, even if I didn't mean to and..." — The soft whimper that escaped his lips shot right through their heart. Sitting in silence, they took in the confession.

- "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry..." —

But before he could even finish the useless apology, they gently squeezed his hand and cupped his cheek, turning his head up to face them.

- "Oh, Gavin..." — Their voice barely above a whisper as they leaned into him, and pressed a loving kiss to his lips. It was like no other they had before, it was gentle and soft.

And when they pulled away, the confused look on the Incubus' face was priceless, making them giggle ever so slightly.

- "I love you too... I have since the beginning." —

He smiled, letting out a breath he didn't know he was even holding, and threw himself into their arms with a laugh.

- "Holy shit... I..I didn't think you could ever feel the same." —

- "And why wouldn't I? You really don't realize that you're the sweetest being on this planet, don't you?" — They laughed softly, holding the Demon close as they layed back down, bringing him down with them, onto their chest.

Both of them layed there for a second, embracing each other in a comfortable silence, no more words needed...

- "Hey... how about we celebrate this?" —

Well... maybe a little more than words.

#redacted asmr #redacted audio #redactedverse #redacted gavin #redacted deviant #redacted freelancer #alrxiin #fluff #angst #oneshot #request #taking requests #comfort/angst #Spotify