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The mere existence of such a surreal, dreamlike interior hidden in the midst of the chaos and corruption outside was remarkable. Nano’s reflection as he moved absorbed the colorful light that bathed this room, casting a shadow onto the otherwise perfect scene. But this wasn’t his world, after all, and… it never would be. This was Alpha’s world, or at least a small shard of it, broken from the now shattered glittering dreamscape which might have been, had humanity surrendered to the music and cast aside its evils.

It wasn’t a place he belonged. Nano was merely a visitor here, one of the few alive who was still privileged to glimpse this world. Soon it would be forgotten, relegated to the realm of fanciful fairytales and obscure legends.

A flicker of blue reflected in the mirror and drew Nano’s eye to a spot on the wall not covered in mirrors. There was a glowing box along one wall filled with… blue flames? Were they warm or cold? He was about to investigate, when Alpha took one of his freezing hands in his. The gentle transfer of heat between their bodies was soothing, instantly relieving his tension. He watched, silently, as Alpha began to undo his buttons.

“Showers… yes, there were showers at ENED.” He hadn’t liked them, but he tolerated them. Emma had explained to him that it was because if he didn’t, he would smell bad and it would be unpleasant for the researchers to work with him. He assumed it had something to do with his infected blood. Alas, as far as he had experienced, showers only entailed getting thrown into a cold tile room and hosed down with freezing water every so often. Afterwards, it always seemed an eternity before he could get warm. He would spend the entire night huddled under the thin sheet and blanket in his room with his teeth chattering. He could never sleep in that state, so he just stayed awake all night shivering. It was better when they would use a sponge to clean him off, or let him do it himself, but that was usually only when he was recovering from surgery or after they had taken so much blood from him that he had difficulty standing.

Alpha was leading him now to another room separated from this one only by blocks of etched glass that looked like glowing ice. He was so cold already, the mere thought of showering made icy numbness sweep through his limbs. But… it had been a long time since he had been clean, and surely it would be more pleasant for Alpha to be around him if he bathed. The other had never complained, but given that his blood was no less cursed now than it had been at ENED, and the fact that as homeless nomads they both lacked regular access to bathing facilities, it was surely overdue. Climbing under those pure white sheet next to his lover in this dirty state would seem blasphemy.

So, for Alpha’s sake, he would endure the bitter cold… though a small part of him dared to hope that perhaps afterwards, his lover might consent to warming him up again.

Nano blinked in surprise when Alpha flicked a switch in a small room enclosed by glass, raining down purple droplets. Was it even water? Alpha tossed his sweater behind the glass and started taking off his own clothes, leaving Nano to stare in confusion.

Was Alpha going to shower, too, then? But his blood wasn’t cursed with the same virus… he didn’t even possess blood at all. Human infections were far beneath him, and his body was always in perfect condition.

Nano’s lips parted in surprise as Alpha confirmed his suspicions and more of his clothes fell away.

“But… why?” Nano asked. “Your body is never unclean. You don’t have to endure it for my sake.” Given how the other complained whenever they got caught in a rainstorm, he couldn’t imagine that Alpha would actually want to take a shower.

But Alpha just kept stripping, and Nano found it difficult to tear his eyes away as more and more of his smooth pale skin was exposed. Anywhere he went, Alpha stood out. Created as a thing of beauty, he was designed to be the perfect fantasy that every imperfect human would inevitably find irresistible. Nano was no different than any other man who longed to touch him. Alpha was  was always unnaturally attractive, and yet even so, he was positively radiant in this light under which he had been created.

Silently, Nano complied with his partner’s wishes, unbuttoning his shirt and unzipping his pants, copying Alpha and tossing them all into the shower until they both stood completely naked. There was what looked like clear violet smoke rising from the purple water. If this was like ENED, there should be a bar of soap somewhere. He had gotten faster at rubbing it all over himself as soon as he understood that he would not be let out until he did. From the time the icy water was turned on, he was usually out again within half a minute, shivering from the cold. But he didn’t see anything like the soap bars he was used to. There were over a dozen bottles arranged neatly on the countertop, but no soap. But perhaps… things were simply done differently here.

Not entirely sure what came next in this strange new environment, Nano’s gaze returned to Alpha, shivering slightly as he awaited further instruction.

‘Endure it for my sake,’ Alpha scoffed in amusement at the phrase--the entire question, really. It was almost like Nano acted as if relaxing in warm water and pleasant smells were some sort of torture.

“Why not? It’s not like we don’t both fit.”

Once he had finished undressing, the android turned his attention to the myriad product choices on display. Shampoo with conditioner, body washes, cleansers, scrubs, and lotions all in various scents... He stuck to his usual hunch that Nano might appreciate if they kept it simple and picked out what he could only suppose were the essentials for bathing a human. Judging only by the labeled titles, one scent in particular caught his notice--’Enchanted Woods’. Nano was fond of nature...right? Or at least eating it. Alpha popped open the cap to the body wash and sniffed. He didn’t know what he had expected, but the aroma that greeted his senses was...heavy but not overpowering, a musky smell of smoky wood and spices and pine. It probably wasn’t the one he would usually pick for himself, but...he thought his original assumption was right. It would smell good on Nano.

Said man had made no motion to step into the shower by the time Alpha selected his bottles. Was he hesitating? Reluctant? The android couldn’t imagine a reason for it. He had no problem ignoring walking completely drenched in the rain, after all, and this would be a lot more enjoyable.

“Come on,” Alpha’s tone was more curious than impatient as he slipped his hand into his partner’s once again, taking the first steps into the stall as if to show him it was harmless.

A gentle waft of warm steam enveloped his skin, just before he backed into the heat of cascading water. With his unoccupied hand, he pushed his drenched hair up and away from his face, eyes trained on Nano as he pulled to draw him under the stream as well. Going first appeared to be the precedent of the night, so he squeezed shampoo into his hands and ran them briefly through his own hair. Again, the woodsy scent reached his nose, and again spurred the thought of the man next to him.

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39. Renaissance Faire

Alpha didn’t know what they’d just ended up in. His experience with this kind of specialized commotion in Platinum Jail told him it was a celebration of some sort, but it was unlike any he’d ever seen–not even the traditional Japanese festivals in Flame Willow compared.

“Hey…do you know what this is?” he asked Nano beside him.

Most people were dressed in types of clothing he had never seen before; in fact the style of everything was foreign. Maybe that was the explanation–a holiday that originated in a foreign country. He couldn’t possibly tell which, though, taking in the sights and smells–sulfur, smoke, incense, leather, hay, food…

Alpha’s hand clamped over his mouth, eyes wild and desperate, his body nearly at the brink. Just watching the other come undone like this was enough to draw Nano nearly to his limits, and he hadn’t even been touched yet. He realized with a start that he could come like this, just watching him, touching his body, tasting his fluids. Every time his name spilled from Alpha’s lips in that heated voice, a bolt of electricity surged through Nano’s veins, igniting his blood in waves of fire that surged straight to his cock. The poetic distinction between name and codename barely registered between the breathless gasps and pleasured moans that accompanied it. What mattered was that someone was speaking to him in that voice, writhing in desperate pleasure under the ministrations of his hands and tongue.

‘Happy’… Alpha looked happy. Was it even possible that he could make someone feel that way? It was a thought at once both powerful and humbling.

A soft sigh escaped Nano’s lips and his eyes closed momentarily in an attempt to calm his own rising lust as he felt Alpha’s ass clenching desperately against his fingers, as though inviting him in. He wasn’t sure he could stand it anymore. Every time that ring of muscle constricted the sensation transposed to his cock, almost as though it were inside him already, not trapped in the confines of soaked cotton. Yet on the backs of his eyelids he could still see that rosy gaze full of desire gazing up at him, pale skin flushed, his body begging for more. It was intensely erotic in a way he had never before experienced.

Their eyes met, and Alpha’s back arched against the freshly cut grass as Nano took Alpha’s cock into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the tip.

Though the change was likely imperceptible to others, violet eyes widened, just for an instant, as Alpha brazenly entwined his fingers in Nano’s hair and pulled his head down hard onto his throbbing erection.

Then his breath was taken away.

Nano’s tongue went slack and he tipped his head back reflexively to allow Alpha’s cock to penetrate deeper into his body. Years of forced intubation at the hands of medical researchers had long ago rendered his gag reflex extinct, but even so, Alpha’s cock was larger than any of the devices that were regularly shoved down his throat at ENED. The stretch alone was merciless, but the feeling of that throbbing flesh thrusting filling him, pulsing with pleasure, was like nothing he had ever felt. Intimacy rife with lust mingled with something darker, something primitive and visceral… a sort of sanguine surrender that made his field of vision shake. His jaws and lips were stretched to their limits. He couldn’t breathe like this, couldn’t suck, couldn’t lap his tongue against Alpha’s shaft nor taste the droplets that leaked from his tip. But it didn’t matter. He wanted this. Desperately. Alpha’s hands tangled in his hair, pulling hard, sending shocks of pain through his scalp, nearly impaling him in his unrelenting bid for friction. And Nano took all of it, as effortlessly as he drew breath, allowing Alpha to draw from the depths of his body exactly what he desired.

As the angelic figure beneath him finally lost the last vestiges of earthly control, Nano’s vision shook and he was nearly carried along with him. Alpha’s pale body went rigid, and for a moment it felt like time had stopped. Hot seed shot down his throat, bypassing his tongue and forcing him to draw back enough to swallow.

Between the sensation of Alpha’s cock throbbing in his throat and the way his asshole tensed and tightened rhythmically against his fingers, Nano was simultaneously caught in a wave of euphoric bliss and utter desperation.

Yet he wanted more. He wanted everything Alpha had to give. And so again Nano took him in, deeper this time, even as his cock spasmed in his throat, until his lips were flush against pale skin and soft snow-white hair. He drew back, only to repeat the motion, almost as though he were trying to consume him. Finally the other’s body began to relax, gaze soft and unfocused as the violent tension in his body began to subside. ‘Seductive,’ that was the word Nano would use to describe him as he lay back in this small tented room. He was still rock hard, pink eyes half lidded, skin flushed, his body open and receptive. Nano couldn’t take it anymore. He pulled away, leaving a wet string of mixed fluids between them, lapping up any stray droplets that lingered. His body was screaming for release, his mind a jumbled mess. He wiped away the juices that ran down his chin, never taking his eyes off his partner as he finally freed himself from the confines of his underwear and leaned over him. His whole body was trembling with unreleased tension, breathing rapid and pupils dilated like a wild animal in heat.

It didn’t matter what the other wanted, Nano needed him right now. Without further ceremony, he guided Alpha’s legs back and thrust into him, burying himself to the hilt in one smooth motion as his teeth again found their mark on the welling marks of his neck.

A low hiss filtered between teeth when the other began to lick up the remaining fluids he hadn’t swallowed, a hand returning to the top of his brunet head to push it away. The brush of Nano’s tongue against his still-stiffened erection just felt like too much so soon after coming, yet at the same time… Beneath the nearly intolerable signals from overstimulated sensors lurked the hint of greater pleasure, perhaps a deeper need waiting to be coaxed into realization. Alpha was sure if he pushed through the sensation, he could go a second round.

And that seemed to be the inevitable case, as the android took in his partner’s unraveled appearance, felt the desperate tremors in his tense frame. It only occurred fully to Alpha just then that…Nano had swallowed him all the way down, taken him in entirely without so much as a flinch in the sudden moment. That didn’t seem like something that would come easy for a human normally. A glimpse of awed respect crossed his features as Nano leaned over him–but that was all the time he would have for reflection. His partner was lining up against him, pushing into him, and–

“Nn–nnnn–ahh–!” What started out as maybe a protest, or a bid to buy time, fell through when his voice tightened, body tightened, at the foreign feeling. Overwhelming, it was so utterly different from fingers or a tongue, shocking in the amount of heat that radiated inside him, filling him relentlessly. Hips met flush against his ass, an experience that seemed so impossibly intimate–or visceral–could it be both? Nano was fully inside him.

The harsh sensation of teeth against his neck brought his perception back into sharper clarity. Nano had him pinned against the ground, holding his legs back, bodily leaning into him, the brunet’s bite seeming almost punctuated with the intent to keep him still–compliant. Alpha didn’t want to be still. Not like this, unable to set any sort of pace or position; he wanted to finish this his way, of his own will.

Both hands drifted from where they had ended up digging nails into the other’s bare back--found the sides of Nano’s jaw and coaxed his face further up so Alpha could kiss his mouth, steal his breath again, slip his tongue inside and ‘taste’ the slick consistency of his release coating wet, silky flesh.

“Let me do it,” he insisted suddenly, panting against his lips as he held the other’s head between his hands.

It was the only warning Nano had before Alpha thrust an elbow and a foot back and into the ground behind him, pushing against that purchase and using his momentum to roll them over, flipping their positions. The android winced as he re-situated himself atop Nano’s hips, still connected despite the jostling discomfort of such a move. He bit his lip in determined concentration, leaning over the other and bracing palms against his shoulders.

Nano followed in contemplative silence as Alpha led him through the silent ghost town that had once known as Platinum Jail. Alpha had always described it to him as a paradise… a city where it was always night, with no crime or corruption, no war, where one’s wildest fantasies could become reality, and where people flocked only to be cleansed of their sins in the music. Alas… humanity was not meant for paradise. And so they had destroyed this little Garden of Eden that had risen amongst the chaos and corruption of the modern world, and with it their own chances of salvation.

What was left behind was still worlds away from Toshima. But even if the gates of Heaven had been closed forever, leaving behind only a hollow shell of what might once have been, Nano could not help but find the city that was left behind hauntingly beautiful in all of its imperfection. The vines that slithered up the sides of perfectly smooth towers, the weeds that had sprung up in between the cracks in the sidewalk, the lightning that flashed overhead and tore angry gashes across the grey sky, the puddles of water that pooled in the glistening streets now that sunlight and rain had returned and the cruelty of nature was free to reclaim its territory.

Once, it was said, the weather here was always perfect. But now… harsh winds blew in from the sea, and the rain here rarely ceased. For days now, Alpha had been looking out the window in the drafty attic of the abandoned library that Nano currently called his home, complaining of boredom and cat hair. It must be difficult, Nano supposed, to be accustomed to luxury and leisure, only to have it all destroyed in one fell swoop. He was like a fallen angel now, trapped forever on this mortal plane with no hope of ascension. Fate was cruel. Yet Nano was grateful for his company, even if he knew it was selfish. The sound of his voice, the warmth of his body… Alpha always looked so out of place here, in this stark tiny room devoid of decoration or luxury, with rattling windows that shook whenever the wind blew hard against them and lightning flashed across the sky. Alas, Nano had nothing more to offer him. He knew he didn’t deserve to touch him, but when he had him flat on his back on the tiny roll-out futon that served as his bed, he didn’t care. The primal feelings that rose in his chest when they were together were real enough. They were different beings from different worlds, and yet, both of them were alone and lost.

The moment the rain had let up, Alpha had taken him by the hand and nearly pulled him out into the streets. Nano had been reading at the time, eating a persimmon that had been growing on one of the street trees outside, and barely had time to put down his book before he was swept away. He finished his lunch while they walked, clutching his sweater close and shivering against the harsh wind, curious as to where he was being lead.

They entered a small, darkened lobby. There were pictures on a digital screen that glowed in a rainbow of colors reflecting off of Alpha’s pale skin as he navigated the menu. Nano could read some of the Japanese words on the screen, now. Once he started learning, it hadn’t taken him long to learn kana and romanji, though he still had to sound them out a bit. Kanji were more difficult and far less intuitive. There was no real equivalent in Russian. The words he read on the screen now, didn’t give him any real insight as to what the place was. “Rest”/”Stay” followed by numbers. He narrowed his eyes, studying them in conjunction with the pictures, before Alpha again grabbed him by the wrist and led him away down a glittering hallway.

When they took off their shoes and Alpha opened the door to the room, Nano nearly froze in place. He stood, quietly taking in the surroundings, as Alpha turned to him, spreading his arms in a welcoming display. Never had he seen anything like it. It didn’t seem possible that a place like this could exist on earth. The entire room was bathed in an otherworldly glow and the furniture seemed to be levitating off the floor. An optical illusion? He had no idea how it was staying up.

“It… suits you. It looks too beautiful to be part of this world, like something human eyes were not meant to see.” Alpha looked to be completely at ease here in this place. He glowed in this lighting, quite literally, and Nano found himself unable to tear his eyes away. Many of the surfaces in this room were mirrored, and as he caught a glimpse of himself in them, he couldn’t help but think that he was out of place here. His colors didn’t blend here, they simply created a shadowy break in the otherwise perfect glow of blue, purple, and pure white that illuminated their surroundings.

Nano had finally stopped shivering, though his dry skin still felt like ice and his windblown hair was something of a mess. He clutched his threadbare sweater tight against his chest. It had been so long since he had been someplace warm. He was grateful to the stray cats that shared his flat for keeping him from freezing at night, and even more grateful to Alpha when he stayed and shared his body heat. He wasn’t sure he had ever slept in a real bed, unless the thin mobile hospital cots at ENED somehow counted. He certainly had never slept in one that levitated in midair.

Alpha was taking items out of a bubble-like drawer, transparent and floating in midair just like the bed. Nano didn’t recognize any of the things his partner was laying out on the white sheets, but he did recognize the devilish gleam in his eye and the smirk on his lips. He looked so happy here, at peace, like he had finally come home.

“Is this… where you lived before?”

The humor in the question hit him before the bitter ache, so a short laugh came first. To imagine himself relegated to a love hotel... But Nano seemed genuinely awed by the place, which was satisfying, though also somewhat...pitiable. His flattering words were so honest, as if he’d never before experienced anything so fine or beautiful in his life. Alpha wished he could show him more, give him a taste of the best. The mirthful grin faltered for a moment, before returning weaker than before, through force of will.

“My home was much grander than this--the tallest, most breathtaking tower of all, right in the center of the city. It was destroyed...” he concluded more quietly. There was nothing left to show of his world, the truest parts of himself. None who hadn’t experienced it for themselves would ever fully understand...

It was a faint, sad smile--empty, but he was determined not to waste this night on misery. He had found quite some interesting paraphernalia stocked in their room, and they inspired too many plans to let go to waste. ...This might be their only night in such a place. So ducking his expression from view, he quickly changed the subject, guiding Nano’s icy hand gently away from his sweater and working at the buttons with his own.

“They actually have a shower here, so you should wash up.” Peeling the garment from his partner’s shoulders, he paused with a thought. “...You do know how to shower, right?”

He’d never seen Nano do it before. Of course, that could be because there were none available, but...could it be possible he wasn’t even aware of such things? There were plenty of other simple subjects he seemed clueless about...plus, as impressed as he was with this place, would he even know what to do with such luxurious products?

...Alpha supposed he could always show him. Even though he didn’t create his own grime the way humans did, dirt from the environment was still able to collect on him like on anything else. So a wash wouldn’t be remiss for him either.

Making up his mind, he took Nano’s hand once again and led him to the bathroom. The shower stall was big enough for two people--of course it was. The sides not touching the wall were made of clear, smooth glass, and when the android reached to turn on the water, a light fixture attached to the shower head cast the stream in a purple glow.

Letting the water warm up, Alpha first tossed Nano‘s sweater into the stall. He figured clothes so often worn must be due for washing somehow, too. As he began to strip, his outfit would soon join the bunch.

Aoba’s hesitant tone was a familiar warning in Alpha’s ears; it often seemed to precede the beginning of difficult topics. The android already regretted the loss of simplicity, of being without thinking so deeply. The posed question was one Alpha knew had continued to weigh on the bluenet, despite repeatedly attempting to give him a satisfying answer.

The answers he provided were not the raw truth; it wouldn’t benefit either of them for Alpha to speak such. ...That there was no way for him to be truly happy with the world the way it was now. That nothing Aoba could be or do would erase the events of the past or replace what was missing. But Alpha didn’t expect him to. Aoba was something new, something other. That pain, that feeling of wrongness--he was sure it would always hurt, and he would never forget...but being with Aoba...helped him ignore it, at least. He found new things to enjoy with the other, distractions and activities to keep his crushing thoughts at bay. It was definitely better than being without him.

But Aoba didn’t seem satisfied with that. Aoba wanted him to be ‘happy’ with his life, despite the fact that it was impossible. He seemed to take it as a personal failing, even though it wasn’t about him at all. Aoba told him he wished to take away all the trouble and pain in his life, but Alpha knew longing for that...would only make the other perpetually unhappy. The android seemed to be failing at steering him away from this result.

He didn’t appear to be capable of bringing Aoba happiness the way he was; he just made him worried our anxious or unsatisfied. Was it a personal failing of his, then...? Maybe if he weren’t selfish, it would be right for him to go away. But he was selfish, and he wanted Aoba. Even if he couldn’t make the other happy, he wanted to be better off, with him.

...He could always lie. Pretend his pointless existence and eternal expanse of wasted time was just perfect, that he wasn’t broken or struggling to keep himself together. But putting on such a facade would just be exhausting. It would defeat any reason he would even want to be around the other.

He didn’t even know why Aoba gravitated toward him so magnetically in the first place. The bluenet told him it was just human nature--that sometimes they were unpredictable and didn’t make sense. If he didn’t even know why he liked Alpha, wouldn’t it be reasonable to assume the other might become repelled just as easily?

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39. Renaissance Faire

Alpha didn’t know what they’d just ended up in. His experience with this kind of specialized commotion in Platinum Jail told him it was a celebration of some sort, but it was unlike any he’d ever seen–not even the traditional Japanese festivals in Flame Willow compared.

“Hey…do you know what this is?” he asked Nano beside him.

Most people were dressed in types of clothing he had never seen before; in fact the style of everything was foreign. Maybe that was the explanation–a holiday that originated in a foreign country. He couldn’t possibly tell which, though, taking in the sights and smells–sulfur, smoke, incense, leather, hay, food…

Nano held Alpha’s hips in place, not allowing him to escape no matter how much he squirmed under his ministrations. Little by little, he could feel Alpha’s body surrendering. That little ring of muscle that had at first clenched so tightly against the intimate invasion was beginning to relax as the other accepted his fate.

The sweet sounds spilling from Alpha’s lips were like a drug that spurred him on as Nano’s tongue pressed deeper into the other’s body. Quickly, Nano reached down with one hand and undid the top button on his pants. He was so hard and wet by this point that his precome had soaked through his underwear, leaving the front of his pants damp. But such things could not be helped.

A hushed moan escaped Nano’s lips, vibrating against his partner’s body. Even the subtle sensation of his own nails running down the length of his erection through the thin cotton as he worked down the zipper was enough to make him shudder.

The warm feeling that had begun to form in his chest radiated out as Nano watched Alpha take his swollen cock in his own hand. A part of him was still in disbelief that this was happening. Clear fluid dribbled down Alpha’s hands and onto his stomach. He wanted to taste it. Alpha was too beautiful lying there, covered in reddened marks from his teeth, writhing under the weight of his own desires… almost dangerously so, like a cherry tree that blossomed before the last winter frost.

“Not yet…”

Nano’s hushed plea was nearly a whisper as he bit down gently on the soft flesh of his partner’s thigh. His tongue slid up, lapping brazenly at Alpha’s tightening balls as his body tensed and the fine tremor that had settled in his partner’s thighs grew increasingly violent. Two fingers wet with saliva slid easily inside now, though the way his partner’s ass still clenched around them made his cock pulse with desire. Nano gently scissored them apart, thrusting in and out. Cool fingers encircled Alpha’s wrist, softly caressing the backs of his hand, willing him to relinquish control. God, he wanted to be inside of him so badly he didn’t think he could stand it anymore, but when his tongue touched Alpha’s shaft, the blood beneath it surged and pulsed, and again he found himself unable to look away.

Another flicker, bolder this time, followed by another.

Then another.

“Are you boys okay in there…? Do you need anything?”

Nano made no reply to the woman behind the curtain standing mere feet away. Instead, he licked roughly up the underside of Alpha’s cock, saliva mixing with precome. It didn’t taste like much, but he loved the slippery feeling of it. It felt as though he were tasting something forbidden, even sacred. As he pulled away, their mixed fluids formed a translucent thread that connected the tip of his tongue with the tip of Alpha’s cock. A bright purple fire burned in his eyes at the sight.

“They’re fine, honey, leave them alone.”

Again he ignored the voice. Hunger mixed with lust and suddenly Nano was showering Alpha’s cock with attention, licking it all over, lapping up the sides, swirling around the head, running the flat of his tongue passionately back and forth across the slit at an increasingly frenzied pace. A third moistened finger joined the others inside of him, thumb caressing his sack as he continued to thrust into his body. He was more pliant now, nearly at his limits. Though he had been planning to hold him back, suddenly Nano wanted nothing more than to throw his lover over the edge into the flames.

Iridescent eyes looked up through long eyelashes to watch Alpha’s expression as Nano’s lips closed over the tip, tongue circling the head as he took him deeper.

‘Not yet,’ came the murmured request from between his legs, and for some reason, Alpha felt compelled to heed it. Though he quickly doubted his ability, once Nano’s tongue deviated upwards once again. ‘Not yet,’ even as it seemed as if Nano were trying as hard as possible to make him spill all over himself. If the brunet wanted him to be able to hold back, this was the exact opposite way to achieve it.

“No–Nano, no–I’m…” He panted nearly incoherently, his breath coming sharp and shallow, and the hand atop the other’s head scrambled and shoved once more.

His whole body coiled tight, trembling, as he began to squirm again, resisting the urge to arch his back and give in to the feeling entirely. His entrance tightened when Nano’s fingers slipped back into him, but this time it was as if to draw them in further. Gone was the awkward borderline-unpleasantness from before, replaced by a satisfaction–even craving of the feeling of fullness and friction.

The hand at his arousal had gone still, squeezing himself tightly in his bid to stave off the edge of orgasm, but it gradually slipped away at the other’s coaxing. He came to grip Nano’s wrist instead, a wordless warning–or perhaps a plea–that anything that hand would do to him might be too much, too intense.

He did not expect the flicker of slippery silk against his shaft in its place. A groan broke from his lips, half from the sensation and half out of frustration. Nano’s tongue was finally where he’d wanted it what seemed like ages ago, but it still wasn’t quite enough. The touches were too tentative, too fleeting; now wasn’t the time to tease--he wanted to feel that mouth surround him, suck him down...

...Momentary clarity returned to him like a slap in the face at the sound of the shop owner’s querying voice just out of sight. The hand at the other’s wrist released to clamp over his own mouth once more, color spreading from beneath fingertips across his face. He knew he couldn’t respond, that anything he said in any tone of voice would just condemn them further; it had to be clear what they were doing. They were way too obvious--and whose fault was that? ...Nano’s--it was Nano’s fault for starting it, for doing this to him; it must be so easy not to make noise when nobody was touching him.

As if sensing his thoughts--or at least his distraction--that tongue returned abruptly, dragging more forcefully against him, and his cock twitched, drawing a quiet gasp despite his efforts. His other hand clenched in light brown locks, vindictive, silently trying to persuade him to stop. What if that woman tried to come in? What if she just kept listening? Even as close as he was, Alpha was jarred from the moment. But to his relief, another voice convinced the first to desist. ...Knowingly. Surely they knew.

...Nano seemed to share none of Alpha’s anxiety, doubling his efforts as if completely ignorant--or apathetic--of any audience.

“Wait, wait...!” the android hissed shakily, tangling in the other’s hair with both hands now.

But for what? It was too late to stop; that was certain. Even as he wavered, Nano was quickly driving him crazy, blurring away all the excuses for tension and restraint. Alpha closed his eyes, willing his external surroundings to disappear. His body was trembling for release, each stroke and swirl against him building up even sweeter than the last, and the name at first whispered in hushed reproach spilled heatedly now between erratic breaths.

At some point his voice slipped back into his panting--around when he accepted the thickness of another finger inside him, when that hand thrust and stroked simultaneously, when his tongue lapped at his tip over and over, catching each dribble of precum and spreading it, rapidly, roughly. Alpha was at his limit, hips riding the thrust of fingers and bucking up erratically against lips and tongue, until--

The sensation of wet muscle surrounding him urged his eyes to flutter open, breath catching in his throat to see Nano taking him in, eyes meeting his slitted vision. It was too much. Alpha didn’t even think about how much of him the other might reasonably be able to take; he was there, and he mindlessly pulled that head deeper against him, buried himself in the warmth of mouth and tongue and throat as he came, gasping sharp and ragged.

Alpha grit his teeth like it was holding back his full reaction. For now. Though the forced evenness of his voice, too weighted to be genuine, betrayed the danger of answering his following question unsatisfactorily:

Sei felt a sigh exit him as he scratched the back of his neck lightly. He hadn’t even really came up with a plan on when he was gonna tell Alpha. No time seemed to be the right time, the right place. Besides Alpha had enough to worry about, Sei getting sick was not something he wanted to add into Alpha’s problems.

But when Alpha stood in his hospitial room right after a small treatment and Sei knew that plan had flown right out the window. The ride home had been tense and it was still tense as he sat on the couch, Alpha not too far from him.

“I was going to tell you when the time was right. I didn’t want to worry you.”

“When? When did you think would have been a good time to tell me--after you were already dead? Was this not a big enough surprise?” Alpha dropped his hand from against the doorway to spread both arms out emphatically.

“Why even say anything at all, ne? What difference does it make to you? First killing people, now you’re dying...”

With every word, his tone became more vehement, but at that last part he trailed off for a moment...voice failing like the statement was retroactively hard to accept. He shook his head as if to try to rid himself of a clinging impending collapse...before slamming a hand down on the arm rest next to Sei, leaning forward to glare into his eyes.

“Is there anything else you want to say before it’s too late?!”