"Mm," it's low and barely audible. Neon fractures across Echo's face as he moves. A hand comes to Johnny's chest, gaze tipped up and searching. "No. I think we should leave. My contact isn't coming and you can't just slaughter someone in the streets." Echo's voice is low, taunting tone gone. He presses to try and back Johnny further into the shadows.

"I know you don't care if they're staring at me. You're just looking for an excuse for bloodshed." Echo says it idly, gaze still sharp and attentive. His gaze falls to the twitch in Johnny's jaw. He wonders vaguely if the other across the street still watches them or if they've sensed the danger they've attracted to themselves. "We've done well staying undetected." Something that almost sounds like praise.

if you are sending to a multi-muse, remember to specify the muse that the prompts are being sent for . you can add + reverse to swap roles .

👕 Blood seeps through receiver's shirt from a fresh stab wound.

🗡️ Press a bladed weapon into the receiver’s side.

🤕 Peel back the receiver’s bandage to reveal the infected wound underneath.

💉 Inject a painkiller into the receiver’s arm.

🏹 Yank an arrow out of the receiver’s shoulder with a swift pull.

🪢 Wrap a makeshift tourniquet around the receiver’s thigh.

🔥 Cauterize the receiver’s wound with a hot blade.

🩸 Smear the receiver’s blood across their cheek.

🦴 Snap the receiver’s dislocated shoulder back into place.

🪡 Carefully stitch the receiver's wound with steady hands.

🔫 Press the barrel of a gun against the receiver’s fresh bullet wound.

😴 Carry the unconscious receiver somewhere safe after a brutal fight.

🫳 Trace fingers along the receiver’s old scars.

💥 Slam the receiver into the ground hard enough to crack a rib.

🔪 Drag the tip of a knife slowly across the receiver’s forearm.

🩹 Apply pressure to the deep slash on the receiver’s abdomen.

🦵 Kick the receiver while they’re down.

🫦 Wipe blood from the receiver’s split lip with a rough thumb.

🔄 Twist the knife embedded in the receiver’s shoulder.

🧑‍⚕️ Lay the receiver on a operating table under harsh light.

🪏 Dig fingers into the receiver’s wound to retrieve a bullet fragment.

✂️ Clean and cut dried blood from the receiver’s matted hair.

👊 Punch the receiver to give them a black eye.

🧊 Hold ice against the receiver’s swollen face until it numbs.

Column maintenance.

Look- we work together and it gets kinda heavy. I admire him, but that's it. We're friends. Just friends.

Tugged by the arm, Echo complies and moves where he's directed-- where he's pulled. It clicks, though. He realizes Robert does like one of them. There's two men in the group. Robert said him which meant it was one of them. He eyes them both for a moment.

Echo nods, "I understand. We don't have to talk about this." His flash of emotion melts into something quiet and reserved. Controlled. There's no competition for human. Echo knows better. The smallest sliver of hope burns out in that brief moment. He gives a weak smile, "let's join your friends, then. We don't need to keep them waiting."

And now he understands why Robert doesn't feel the same-- why he won't entertain them.

[ REST ] for the sender to rest their hand on the receiver’s waist.

[ GRIP ] for the sender to grip the receiver’s thigh in a suggestive way.

[ SLIP ] for the sender to slide their hand under a piece of the receiver’s clothing.

[ LEAN ] for the sender to lean down to whisper something explicit into the receiver’s ear.

[ TALK ] for the sender to talk dirty to the receiver.

[ PHONE ] for the sender and receiver to have phone sex.

[ KISS ] for the sender to kiss down the side of the receiver’s neck.

[ MARK ] for the sender to leave a mark on the receiver’s chest / neck.

[ BITE ] for the sender to bite the receiver somewhere.

[ PULL ] for the sender to help the receiver off with their shirt.

[ UNHOOK ] for the sender to reach round to unclip the receiver’s bra.

[ SQUEEZE ] for the sender to squeeze / touch the receiver’s breasts.

[ PRESS ] for the sender to press a thigh between the receiver’s legs.

[ RUB ] for the sender to tease the receiver through their trousers / etc.

[ SLIDE ] for the sender to slip their hand down the receiver’s trousers / etc.

[ UNBUCKLE ] for the sender to undo / pull down the receiver’s trousers.

[ ADMIRE ] for the sender to look the naked receiver over appreciatively.

[ COMMENT ] for the sender to compliment the naked receiver on their body.

[ COVER ] for the sender to kiss the receiver all over.

[ TEASE ] for the sender to very deliberately not touch the receiver’s genitals.

[ NIP ] for the sender to gently bite at the inside of the receiver’s thighs.

[ BRUSH ] for the sender to lightly run a hand over the receiver’s genitals.

[ UNDER ] for the sender to touch the receiver’s genitals under the table / in public.

[ WATCH ] for the sender to watch the receiver as they masturbate.

[ MORE ] for the sender to beg for ‘more’ while the receiver touches them.

[ PREP ] for the sender to help prepare the receiver for sex.

[ EAT ] for the sender to eat the receiver out.

[ RIM ] for the sender to begin to lick the receiver’s anus.

[ SUCK ] for the sender to give the receiver a blow job.

[ FINGER ] for the sender to slide their finger(s) into the receiver.

[ STRAP ] for the sender to use a strap-on with the receiver.

[ THRUST ] for the sender to fuck the receiver.

[ BARE ] for the sender to come inside the receiver.

[ SWALLOW ] for the sender to come in the receiver’s mouth.

[ DOUBLE ] for the sender to penetrate the receiver in two holes at once.

[ EDGE ] for the sender to keep the receiver right at the point of coming without letting them finish.

[ GAG ] for the sender to gag the receiver / prevent them from speaking.

[ BIND ] for the sender to tie up / restrain the receiver.

[ LIFT ] for the sender to lift the receiver onto them / their dick.

[ WEAR ] for the sender to have the receiver wear a plug / other toy in public.

@macabrehunter

Echo complies, pulled to the side for conversation. Quietly, "..why would there be questions about our friendship?" His eyes narrow, brow raised. "If anything, the tone you used when you called me your friend gives cause for questions." Cause for doubt.

He lets Robert take his hand between his own. Soft between his scarred, calloused hands. Although, they seem roughly the same in size. His own a little smaller. Echo watches their new point of contact. His one hand devoured by Robert's two. Drawn to his mouth, the soft plush of his lips. He swallows thick again and gives a low, thoughtful hum.

Each kiss is soft, slow. Sweetness turned sinful-- Robert's kisses grow needy. Affection bleeding into lust. Open mouthed, wet and hot against his fingers. His breath catches in his throat.

"I think you're well aware of how this feels." Echo says carefully, voice laced with heat. His gaze dipped to watch the way his digit slides between Robert's lips. Echo presses the pad of his finger against Robert's tongue, feeling the slick heat beneath. Echo carefully slots himself closer.

> SECURING AN ENCRYPTED CONNECTION . . . ACCESS GRANTED_

her voice hidden beneath layer upon careful layer of voice modulation by the time it reaches the rogue android. blocking out whoever he'd once had connected to his coms. "someone has a death wish." purred pretty as painted fingers tip-tapped away at her keyboard. image enlarged and enhanced as she screen captures his visage. "didn't anyone ever tell you? cameras aren't nearly as secure as BLUME would lead you to believe." she wonders, however briefly, if the same could be said for a rival company's line of androids.

Someone has a death wish.

The world keeps moving around him, neon flickering, music pulsing, bodies pressing their way through the streets. The Red doesn't sleep and Echo doesn't rest much these days. He tries to pinpoint where they see him from, eyes skating the vicinity. Pinpointing cameras. There's no point in hiding, they already see him.

"Theatrical. Hacking into my communications just to tell me I'm wanted for a price," Echo's gaze flits between cameras-- unsure which they're watching him from. "Last I heard it was five hundred thousand cred." He dips between bodies and sinks into the shadows of an alleyway, back pressed against cool stone.

The two had been lying together on the bed, side-by-side, facing one another. He has this waking dream of Echo's hand under his shirt and he wonders what effect it would have if he did the same? The hand reaches out... Slowly... Tentatively. The sensory memory floods back as he traces his fingers, not on Echo's chest... Not under his shirt to tease his nipples like that little mental oasis he drifts to thoughts of as he falls asleep... Rather, to this forearms, grazing over skin that feels uncannily real... And just that extra bit smoother than even the smoothest skin Robert's ever been lucky enough to have brushed against. Never before has he seen anyone straddle the line between wet dream and ethereal, quite like this. "What does this feel like to you?" he asks, running his hand up higher... He stops, waiting for permission to go on.

Although he wants to watch his hand-- Echo instead focuses on Robert's expression. Every soft bit of pressure as his fingertips glide sends heat spiraling in his core. Echo swallows thick, throat bobbing with the motion.

"It feels... good. Comforting. Warm. Your fingertips are rough," whispered into the space between them. "There's a slight pressure, almost ticklish if you were to touch lighter." A little huff of a laugh, airy and light.

The next question has him pausing, flushing a shade darker. Echo wets his lips as he contemplates that answer. Arm turning a little, pressing into Robert's touch and angling so his own fingertips can brush along Robert's arm.