Prince Of Rhyme

isnt he a cutie

3B Knk, DRAMAtical Murder, Noiz (DMMd),

◇ `i n d i g o.┋ “…You could not feel a thing at all?” Ai murmurs curiously after indulging his owner in a simple kiss. “Does that explain all of your body modifications?”

◇ `i n d i g o.┋ “I will wear it whenever you wish. Does this mean Master participates in sadomasochism?” Just was has Ai been learning over these years??

◇ `i n d i g o.┋Ai hooks his finger through the hoop and tugs, toying with the collar before looking up a bit startled. “…The cheetah print is tacky.”

Ai finds the box. It’s from Master Noiz. Ai reads the note and opens the box. (( Insert confused Ai noise here. ))                         … Ai proceeds to put it on anyway.

    A sigh of comfort released from him as he shifted to lay down on the couch, letting Ai lay on top of him. His arms stayed formed around him. His covered hand ran over his back, a slight massage.                                               “I do.“   Noiz didn’t know why anyone would just throw this droid out on the street. He tried to figure out why, but nothing came to mind. Of course he wasn’t as top-of-the-line as the new ones, but he was still useful. Comforting, really. “I will never understand why anyone would throw you out.”

“Maybe you too will come to see the bad in me. You may think I am of great use to you now, but I will mess up. I always do. That too could be why I was left to rot. An unreleased model of T. Inc.” There is no sadness in his voice, but it seemed like there should have been. Everything he’d said was…so depressing.

    The warming of the droid’s skin made him release another sound. He was glad to have the droid to keep him company. The words coming from him made him grin slightly. Enjoying them. It brought him comfort.       “Just like that.“    The blonde shivered barely to the feeling of the lashes against him. The weather was cold, and he barely felt the chill outside. Obviously, his body was cool to the touch. He lifted Ai’s hand to his cheek, feeling the raise in temperature. “A little. Help me warm up?”

    A sigh of comfort released from him as he shifted to lay down on the couch, letting Ai lay on top of him. His arms stayed formed around him. His covered hand ran over his back, a slight massage.                                               “I do.“   Noiz didn’t know why anyone would just throw this droid out on the street. He tried to figure out why, but nothing came to mind. Of course he wasn’t as top-of-the-line as the new ones, but he was still useful. Comforting, really.                          “I will never understand why anyone would throw you out.”

    Noiz’ face remained still, unmoving as he spoke. But his arms entwined around the smaller, protective almost in nature. 

    The warming of the droid’s skin made him release another sound. He was glad to have the droid to keep him company. The words coming from him made him grin slightly. Enjoying them. It brought him comfort.       “Just like that.“    The blonde shivered barely to the feeling of the lashes against him. The weather was cold, and he barely felt the chill outside. Obviously, his body was cool to the touch. He lifted Ai’s hand to his cheek, feeling the raise in temperature.      “A little. Help me warm up?”