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Artificial intelligence - Cheryl/JARVIS
âDamn. Â Just my luck,â Cheryl joked dryly, turning a corner and heading for an elevator. Â âWell, maybe Falconâs got a free weekend.â
Mr. Wilson has free weekends and is also currently unattached. He is in training.
âAll right! Â Now weâre talkinâ.â Â She rubbed her hands together. Â âShow me more cool stuff, Jarvis.â
If you were to follow the corridor, some of the labs are operational and manufacturing products for StarkIndustries.
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Artificial intelligence - Cheryl/JARVIS
âAw, youâre no fun.â Â Cheryl walked briskly down the hallway. Â âAt least you could set me up on a date with Tony Stark.â
I am afraid that is also quite impossible. Sir is quite attached.
âDamn. Â Just my luck,â Cheryl joked dryly, turning a corner and heading for an elevator. Â âWell, maybe Falconâs got a free weekend.â
Mr. Wilson has free weekends and is also currently unattached. He is in training.
When Steven woke that morning, alone in the bed, he was quiet, seeing if he could hear Jarvis working nearby. When there was no sound, he slipped out of bed, pulling on a dressing gown before he went in search of the man who had saved him only a few months earlier. "Sir...? Where are you?"
Jarvis was in the room next door. He had heard Stevenâs gentle call and rose immediately, still in his own night clothes.
âIâm here,â he called, smiling tenderly at his lover as he saw him rise, âare you all right, Steven?â
disembodiedjarvis
Jarvisâ own body tensed as he felt Steven cry out and release, and he removed his fingers, allowing them to slip between their bodies to gather the warm fluid. Slicking himself and rewarding Steven with kisses, Jarvis entered him, taking the otherâs hips to guide himself inside.
Steven let a soft, low moan as Jarvis entered him and he pressed down against him to take him even deeper. He dropped his head down against the older manâs shoulder, whimpering softly. âFeels goodâŚâ he whisperedâŚ
âYou feel so good around me; youâre perfect,â whispered Jarvis as he ground his hips into the other man, slow and gentle and tender. This was not so much sex as making love; there is a distinction. Jarvis was reverent and careful with him, making him feel loved and cherished each day. At least, he hoped he was.
Steven groaned softly, moving against Jarvis as the other finally moved inside of him. âOh⌠JarvisâŚâ he moaned wantonly, eyes closing a bit as his grip tightened a little against the older manâs arms. âYou feel so goodâŚâ
"Want you. Always," purred the blond as he moved a bit faster, moaning softly with each thrust into Steven's welcome body. He kept a grip on the other's hips as they moved together. Seeing and hearing the pleasure he gave Steven only made it better for Jarvis.

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When Steven woke that morning, alone in the bed, he was quiet, seeing if he could hear Jarvis working nearby. When there was no sound, he slipped out of bed, pulling on a dressing gown before he went in search of the man who had saved him only a few months earlier. "Sir...? Where are you?"
Jarvis was in the room next door. He had heard Stevenâs gentle call and rose immediately, still in his own night clothes.
âIâm here,â he called, smiling tenderly at his lover as he saw him rise, âare you all right, Steven?â
disembodiedjarvis
Jarvisâ own body tensed as he felt Steven cry out and release, and he removed his fingers, allowing them to slip between their bodies to gather the warm fluid. Slicking himself and rewarding Steven with kisses, Jarvis entered him, taking the otherâs hips to guide himself inside.
Steven let a soft, low moan as Jarvis entered him and he pressed down against him to take him even deeper. He dropped his head down against the older manâs shoulder, whimpering softly. âFeels goodâŚâ he whisperedâŚ
"You feel so good around me; you're perfect," whispered Jarvis as he ground his hips into the other man, slow and gentle and tender. This was not so much sex as making love; there is a distinction. Jarvis was reverent and careful with him, making him feel loved and cherished each day. At least, he hoped he was.
When Steven woke that morning, alone in the bed, he was quiet, seeing if he could hear Jarvis working nearby. When there was no sound, he slipped out of bed, pulling on a dressing gown before he went in search of the man who had saved him only a few months earlier. "Sir...? Where are you?"
Jarvis was in the room next door. He had heard Stevenâs gentle call and rose immediately, still in his own night clothes.
âIâm here,â he called, smiling tenderly at his lover as he saw him rise, âare you all right, Steven?â
disembodiedjarvis
âGood,â purred the elder with approval. He let those fingers probe Stevenâs entrance, taking great pains not to hurt him as he moved the finger, adding another carefully.
Steve whimpered softly, his body tightening around Jarvisâ fingers inside of him. It was, without a doubt, one of the best feelings ever when they did this. He loved how Jarvis made him feel.
Seeing how he made the other feel brought Jarvis much pleasure. He continue to probe, seeking out all his left spots inside, stroking and pressing.
âI could bring you to release just like this; and then use your own release to slick myself and press inside. Would you like that, Steven? Would you like it if I fucked you like that?â
Steven was beyond talking for the moment, the way in which Jarvis touched him driving him out of his mind. He was breathing heavily, panting against Jarvisâ neck where heâd buried his face, still riding the others figners inside of him. âY-yesâŚâ he finally managed to get out in between gasping breaths. âJarvis⌠yesâŚâ
Never one to be cruel or deny his lover, Jarvis stroked and pressed and kissed, knowing exactly where to touch to get the reaction he wanted from Steven. He could feel the otherâs release building, and it was only his own carefully honed control that kept him from tumbling over the edge himself.
âLet me hear you,â he whispered as he stroked the otherâs prostate and kept pressure there, âcome for me, Steven.â
Steven wasnât going to hold back any longer and came hard a moment later, crying out his loverâs name as he did so. His hands tightened along Jarvisâ shoulders as he spilled himself between their bodies.
Jarvis' own body tensed as he felt Steven cry out and release, and he removed his fingers, allowing them to slip between their bodies to gather the warm fluid. Slicking himself and rewarding Steven with kisses, Jarvis entered him, taking the other's hips to guide himself inside.
Artificial intelligence - Cheryl/JARVIS
âDamn.â Â She pouted. Â âAnd I so wanted to see the suits. Â Maybe you could make an exception for me, since Iâm so nice?â
Absolutely not. To do so would be folly.
âAw, youâre no fun.â Â Cheryl walked briskly down the hallway. Â âAt least you could set me up on a date with Tony Stark.â
I am afraid that is also quite impossible. Sir is quite attached.
Artificial intelligence - Cheryl/JARVIS
âAvenger Tower!â  She whistled low as she looked into another lab.  âSo much scientific equipment.  Engineering.  Robotics.  Is the Iron Man suit in hereâŚ?â
Correct. And yes; but they are kept in an area well beyond your security clearance.
âDamn.â Â She pouted. Â âAnd I so wanted to see the suits. Â Maybe you could make an exception for me, since Iâm so nice?â
Absolutely not. To do so would be folly.
When Steven woke that morning, alone in the bed, he was quiet, seeing if he could hear Jarvis working nearby. When there was no sound, he slipped out of bed, pulling on a dressing gown before he went in search of the man who had saved him only a few months earlier. "Sir...? Where are you?"
Jarvis was in the room next door. He had heard Stevenâs gentle call and rose immediately, still in his own night clothes.
âIâm here,â he called, smiling tenderly at his lover as he saw him rise, âare you all right, Steven?â
disembodiedjarvis
âGood,â purred the elder with approval. He let those fingers probe Stevenâs entrance, taking great pains not to hurt him as he moved the finger, adding another carefully.
Steve whimpered softly, his body tightening around Jarvisâ fingers inside of him. It was, without a doubt, one of the best feelings ever when they did this. He loved how Jarvis made him feel.
Seeing how he made the other feel brought Jarvis much pleasure. He continue to probe, seeking out all his left spots inside, stroking and pressing.
âI could bring you to release just like this; and then use your own release to slick myself and press inside. Would you like that, Steven? Would you like it if I fucked you like that?â
Steven was beyond talking for the moment, the way in which Jarvis touched him driving him out of his mind. He was breathing heavily, panting against Jarvisâ neck where heâd buried his face, still riding the others figners inside of him. âY-yesâŚâ he finally managed to get out in between gasping breaths. âJarvis⌠yesâŚâ
Never one to be cruel or deny his lover, Jarvis stroked and pressed and kissed, knowing exactly where to touch to get the reaction he wanted from Steven. He could feel the other's release building, and it was only his own carefully honed control that kept him from tumbling over the edge himself.
"Let me hear you," he whispered as he stroked the other's prostate and kept pressure there, "come for me, Steven."

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Artificial intelligence - Cheryl/JARVIS
She sighed. Â âRight. Â Donât be a doofus. Â Got it.â Â She looked around the hallway where she found herself. Â âSo where am I now?â
âYou are on the eighth floor of Avenger Tower. I have alerted as associate to come and assist you.â
âAvenger Tower!â  She whistled low as she looked into another lab.  âSo much scientific equipment.  Engineering.  Robotics.  Is the Iron Man suit in hereâŚ?â
Correct. And yes; but they are kept in an area well beyond your security clearance.
When Steven woke that morning, alone in the bed, he was quiet, seeing if he could hear Jarvis working nearby. When there was no sound, he slipped out of bed, pulling on a dressing gown before he went in search of the man who had saved him only a few months earlier. "Sir...? Where are you?"
Jarvis was in the room next door. He had heard Stevenâs gentle call and rose immediately, still in his own night clothes.
âIâm here,â he called, smiling tenderly at his lover as he saw him rise, âare you all right, Steven?â
disembodiedjarvis
âGood,â purred the elder with approval. He let those fingers probe Stevenâs entrance, taking great pains not to hurt him as he moved the finger, adding another carefully.
Steve whimpered softly, his body tightening around Jarvisâ fingers inside of him. It was, without a doubt, one of the best feelings ever when they did this. He loved how Jarvis made him feel.
Seeing how he made the other feel brought Jarvis much pleasure. He continue to probe, seeking out all his left spots inside, stroking and pressing.
"I could bring you to release just like this; and then use your own release to slick myself and press inside. Would you like that, Steven? Would you like it if I fucked you like that?"
When Steven woke that morning, alone in the bed, he was quiet, seeing if he could hear Jarvis working nearby. When there was no sound, he slipped out of bed, pulling on a dressing gown before he went in search of the man who had saved him only a few months earlier. "Sir...? Where are you?"
Jarvis was in the room next door. He had heard Stevenâs gentle call and rose immediately, still in his own night clothes.
âIâm here,â he called, smiling tenderly at his lover as he saw him rise, âare you all right, Steven?â
disembodiedjarvis
Oh so much better.
Having Steven back close against him, Jarvis held him close and pulled him into a deep, hard kiss. It was part reward, part bestowing his affections to his beloved.
âSoon enough,â he purred, letting a hand slip down Stevenâs chest and side to palm him lightly and test his readiness
Steven groaned softly as Jarvisâ hand slid down, palming him, making him even harder now than ebfore. He pressed in against the older manâs hand, breathing in against his neck and shoulder as he did so. âJarvisâŚâ he moaned wantonly, arching against him.
âI want you; please,â Jarvis whispered as he let his hand slip down into Stevenâs trousers, slipping them off as much as he was able as well as his own, pressing close against his lover. Breath catching in his throat, his heart pounding, he tried to reach for the scented oil in the drawer, ready to prepare them both.
âYes⌠I need you⌠want you too, JarvisâŚâSteven groaned softly and finished getting himself undressed before settling in Jarvisâ lap once more as he watched his lover reaching for the scented oil he always used to prepare him. He kissed along the side of the other manâs neck and jaw, breathing heavily, already hard and needy.
Carefully opening the bottle, Jarvis slicked his fingers as the smell of lavender and sandalwood permeated the room. He was so very careful with Steven, reaching around with slick fingers to probe his entrance, slipping one finger inside to begin.
âSo tight,â he complimented with approval, âyou always feel so good around me, Steven. Always. Do I always make feel good? Give you as much pleasure as you give me?â
âY-yes,â he stammered, groaning softly as he dropped his head back, eyes closing at the feel of Jarvisâ fingers inside of him. âYou aways make mef eel so goodâŚâ
"Good," purred the elder with approval. He let those fingers probe Steven's entrance, taking great pains not to hurt him as he moved the finger, adding another carefully
When Steven woke that morning, alone in the bed, he was quiet, seeing if he could hear Jarvis working nearby. When there was no sound, he slipped out of bed, pulling on a dressing gown before he went in search of the man who had saved him only a few months earlier. "Sir...? Where are you?"
Jarvis was in the room next door. He had heard Stevenâs gentle call and rose immediately, still in his own night clothes.
âIâm here,â he called, smiling tenderly at his lover as he saw him rise, âare you all right, Steven?â
disembodiedjarvis
Oh so much better.
Having Steven back close against him, Jarvis held him close and pulled him into a deep, hard kiss. It was part reward, part bestowing his affections to his beloved.
âSoon enough,â he purred, letting a hand slip down Stevenâs chest and side to palm him lightly and test his readiness
Steven groaned softly as Jarvisâ hand slid down, palming him, making him even harder now than ebfore. He pressed in against the older manâs hand, breathing in against his neck and shoulder as he did so. âJarvisâŚâ he moaned wantonly, arching against him.
âI want you; please,â Jarvis whispered as he let his hand slip down into Stevenâs trousers, slipping them off as much as he was able as well as his own, pressing close against his lover. Breath catching in his throat, his heart pounding, he tried to reach for the scented oil in the drawer, ready to prepare them both.
âYes⌠I need you⌠want you too, JarvisâŚâSteven groaned softly and finished getting himself undressed before settling in Jarvisâ lap once more as he watched his lover reaching for the scented oil he always used to prepare him. He kissed along the side of the other manâs neck and jaw, breathing heavily, already hard and needy.
Carefully opening the bottle, Jarvis slicked his fingers as the smell of lavender and sandalwood permeated the room. He was so very careful with Steven, reaching around with slick fingers to probe his entrance, slipping one finger inside to begin.
"So tight," he complimented with approval, "you always feel so good around me, Steven. Always. Do I always make feel good? Give you as much pleasure as you give me?"
âDonât leave me, buddyâŚâ

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When Steven woke that morning, alone in the bed, he was quiet, seeing if he could hear Jarvis working nearby. When there was no sound, he slipped out of bed, pulling on a dressing gown before he went in search of the man who had saved him only a few months earlier. "Sir...? Where are you?"
Jarvis was in the room next door. He had heard Stevenâs gentle call and rose immediately, still in his own night clothes.
âIâm here,â he called, smiling tenderly at his lover as he saw him rise, âare you all right, Steven?â
disembodiedjarvis
Oh so much better.
Having Steven back close against him, Jarvis held him close and pulled him into a deep, hard kiss. It was part reward, part bestowing his affections to his beloved.
âSoon enough,â he purred, letting a hand slip down Stevenâs chest and side to palm him lightly and test his readiness
Steven groaned softly as Jarvisâ hand slid down, palming him, making him even harder now than ebfore. He pressed in against the older manâs hand, breathing in against his neck and shoulder as he did so. âJarvisâŚâ he moaned wantonly, arching against him.
"I want you; please," Jarvis whispered as he let his hand slip down into Steven's trousers, slipping them off as much as he was able as well as his own, pressing close against his lover. Breath catching in his throat, his heart pounding, he tried to reach for the scented oil in the drawer, ready to prepare them both.
When Steven woke that morning, alone in the bed, he was quiet, seeing if he could hear Jarvis working nearby. When there was no sound, he slipped out of bed, pulling on a dressing gown before he went in search of the man who had saved him only a few months earlier. "Sir...? Where are you?"
Jarvis was in the room next door. He had heard Stevenâs gentle call and rose immediately, still in his own night clothes.
âIâm here,â he called, smiling tenderly at his lover as he saw him rise, âare you all right, Steven?â
disembodiedjarvis
âJarvis.â The name was soft, spoken gently and with all tenderness that the blond was capable of as he felt Steven nuzzle into his neck. He let his own hands wander across his loverâs body. âWhen weâre alone, Steven; you may call me Jarvis, if you wish to.â To be called sir all the time seemed to formal. There was a time and a place for it, but the bedroom was not one of those places and times.
Steve pulled back and looked up at the other man with a soft smile. âJarvis,â he said softly before he pressed closer to him and kissed him on the cheek. âI shall endeavor to remember that I have your permission to use your name in the privacy of our own chambersâŚâ
Nuzzling gently into his lover, Jarvis returned each kiss and caress that bestowed more of his own, sighing softly and feeling himself completely relax with Steven in his arms, close to him.
âI wonât be upset if you forget,â he said softly, âjust â remember you may.â
Pulling back just a little, he moved to kiss Steven again, bestowing upon him all the love and affection he was capable of. Jarvis was not normally an angrily, icy sort of person. During a mission he might hard and cold as steel, but alone with no one but his lover to see, he was gentle and kind and generous with his affection.
Steve enjoyed the quiet between them and the way in which Jarvis was always so sweet and gentle with him. But at the moment, he really wanted more and he shifted closer, nipping at the older manâs neck. âI am in such⌠terrible need for you this morning,â he whisepred softly. âI do not think I will be able to keep my hands from you all dayâŚâ
âStevenâŚâ
The name was a gasp and a cry of desire all at once as the younger man nipped at his neck, encouraging Jarvis to pull him closer. He did, feeling the way they fit together and unable to stop himself from kissing and touching with his own desire.
Suddenly glad there was little clothing between them, Jarvis went about the business of getting more comfortable.
âSteven; breakfast,â he said softly between kisses, reminding him to be sure nothing spilled or was upset.
Steve let out an impatient whine but he pulled back and quickly removed thet ray from the bed and set it on the dresser nearby so that nothing would be spilled onto the sheets. That done, he crawled back into bed with his lover and settled in Jarvisâ lap once more. âWas there anything else you wanted to me take care of, Jarvis?â
Oh so much better.
Having Steven back close against him, Jarvis held him close and pulled him into a deep, hard kiss. It was part reward, part bestowing his affections to his beloved.
"Soon enough," he purred, letting a hand slip down Steven's chest and side to palm him lightly and text his readiness