《Kiy0》

Now that the war was over and that humans and androids were living peacefully, Connor was slowly adjusting to his deviancy. He still had problems trying to communicate his own opinions, and seemed to fight back the urge to be more selfish, but he was adapting. He was still Connor, sweet and polite, but he also was showing a newer side of himself. He was quite sassy, which you blamed on Hank's influence. He also seemed to want to be more assertive, but every time he did something of that sort, he'd immidiately become bashful, which you found endearing.

You had offered to teach him all about the human life, the parts that his software was unable to teach him. You brought him to picnics, showing him the pleasure of basking in the sun. You recommended novels, and eagerly waited for him to talk about his opinions on them. Connor was truly grateful. He always went to you when he experienced something new, happy that you always warmly explained to him what those things meant.

But lately he had been experiencing emotions that made him hesitant in asking for your help. He tried to figure out by himself, he really did. He knew what he was feeling was lust, specifically for you, but he had no clue which procedure he should follow in order to get you to engage with him in those acts.

But you were perceptive. You knew something was wrong, and of course, you confronted him about it. You both were at your house, and his mind was racing. Your scent was everywhere and it intoxicated him. He was determined to keep everything a secret, but of course, you managed to get him to tell the truth. Truly, you were unfair. How could Connor say no, when you sat there, worry written all over you as you looked at him with those pleading eyes, saying "Connor... Don't you trust me?"

God, how he wanted to kiss you. To scream that he trusted you, that he loved you, how he wanted to make the sad look on your face dissapear. So he confessed. Looking down, he replied

"I want to... Do dirty things with you..."

You gasped, and Connor immidiately started to panic. However that panic went away as soon as he analyzed your body language. He had made your heart skip a beat, made you flustered, but in a good way. Indeed, his words seemed to have made you excited.

You hesitated. You had been attracted to him even before he became a deviant, of course you had no intentions of rejecting his advances. But the word he used, "dirty", it made you ponder.

"Connor... What exactly do you mean by dirty?"

If he still had his led, you were sure it would be blinking red as soon as he heard your words. His pale face was now blue due to the ammount of thirium rushing to his face. You smiled, as he stammered his reply.

"Well... To start... I... I would like to see you in your underwear..."

God, you were thankful you had decided to wear a dress today. You scooted away from him, giving him a better view of your body, and slowly, you opened your legs. Your panties were starting to get damp, and you were giving Connor a full view of it.

His mind raced, but he decided it was best to analyze you first. Nipples erect under the fabric. Warmth radiated from you, and your chest heaved, your heart beating faster. He focused on what you showed him. Wet panties, a sign that you were horny.

Oh, how he wanted to pounce on you, to bury himself in your heat. But he didn't, instead he focused on every detail, wanting to save everything about this scene in his memory. But then, you spoke.

"A-Are you fine with just peeking? Don't you want to see more?"

"Can I?"

"Yes Connor... I want to help you..."

"Then... Would you be okay with sitting in my lap?"

You softly smiled. Connor really was innocent... At least that's what it seemed. Oh, how wrong you were...

You moved to his lap, instinctvly putting your arms around his neck, pulling him closer. You felt his bulge, and every part of you wanted to grind against it, but you restrained yourself. Your warm breath against his neck made him feel like short circuiting, but he percevered, scanning millions of videos, trying to figure out what he should do next.

He rolled his hips, since it seemed to be the most common procedure in this scenario, and was immidiately rewarded by the soft moan that escaped your lips. He needed more. But he also knew that, according to some sources, certain humans were only okay with these actions if they came from someone they loved. Hesitant, he asked

"Data shows that some humans can only do this with people they love... Y/n, are you sure you want to do this with me?"

You whimpered, aching for more. Nuzzling your head against his chest you answered

"Connor... I've loved you for a while now... Even before you became a deviant... Shouldn't you know by now...?"

"I... I tried to ignore it... I knew but it seemed to good to be true... A... A human with an Android, it's..."

"It's what I want. You're more than an Android, Connor."

And to convince him, you moved forward, enveloping his lips in yours. He didn't feel human, but it didn't matter. What it mattered was that it was Connor's tongue inside your mouth. You grinded against him, your warm tongue massaging his cold one, as you panted and moaned.

You finally let go, needing air, and Connor groaned. His hands reached for your thigh and he smirked

"You're going to help me, right?"

You nodded, and soon, cold fingers brushed against your clothed pussy, pushing the fabric asside, and finally, sliding inside you.

Of course, Connor knew what he was doing. He saw pretty much every video avaible of sex over the last month, and he had learned exactly how he should move.

He thrusted, curling and moving his fingers inside you, exploring every inch of your walls as they clenched around him, drenching his fingers in your slick.

His other hand moved to your nipple, pinching it as he moved his face closer to yours. Cocky, he whispered in your ear "You like me touching you... You're just as perverted as me, aren't you?"

You simply nodded, feeling yourself come undone.

But he wasn't satisfied with just that. His nether region ached for contact, and he expected you to indulge him. And that's exactly what you did. Pulling down his pants, you gasped in awe.

"I... I actually didn't even think you would have one..."

"I was built to mimick a human, and was given all the proper body parts a biological male would have, to help my integration."

You simply nodded, not really listening, as you admired it. Truly, the people at Cyberlife knew what they were doing. It was of average size, you assumed it was made that way since Connor's mission didn't require him to have sexual relations, but still, it was amazing. It was thick, with perfectly trimmed hairs framing it.

Reaching up, you shivered, feeling how cold it was against your skin. You licked your lips, eager to feel it inside you. Connor, who looked at you with a smug expression, had been analyzing you the whole time, and knew exactly how you felt.

"You can take a picture, if you want." He joked, winking at you. Flustered, you looked down, and Connor took that opportunity to slide himself inside you. You expected it to feel like a dildo or a vibrator, but it felt so life like.

Your walls streched, allowing him to bottom out, a grunt leaving his lips as he did so. He blinked, seemingly trying to adjust to the new sensation. You could tell he was slightly overwhelmed, but you were too needy to care. Bucking your hips, you grabbed his arms, looking him in the eye as you pleaded

"Connor... Please... I need you..."

As soon as the last word left your quivering lips, he started moving. His pace wasn't steady, and his hands trailed all over your body. Ever since becoming a deviant, he had shown a more human like side, but this... It was animalistic. It was as if he was desperate, he thrusted inside you as if he feared you would dissapear as soon as his fake skin stopped making contact with yours.

Slowly caressing his cheek, you reassured him between moans.

"C-Connor... It's... Ah! It's okay... I'm not going.. Ah! More! A-anywhere..."

He slowed down, smiling at you, before quickening his pace, keeping it steady this time. You hugged him as he pounded into you, the pleasure bringing tears to your eyes as the noise of moans, grunts and the whirl of his system trying to stop itself from overheating filled the room, and soon you both soon found release.

You panted, smiling at him, still coming down from your own high. He looked blissed out, not taking his cock from inside you as he gently laid on your chest. You played with his hair as he whispered "Y/n... Can you teach me about dating?"