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Summary:Â You have some secrets you want to keep hidden and Gwinam happens to want a slave that is willing to obey his every command. You both so happen to live in the same home.
Warningsâ ď¸ Porn With Plot, Step-siblings, Manipulation, Horny Teenagers, Dubious Consent, step-siblings that hate each other, step-siblings that fuck, Toxic Relationship, theyâre young and theyâre dumb, Rough Kissing, Neck Kissing, Dry Humping, Blackmail, Dirty Talk, Phone Sex, Masturbation, Blow Jobs, Loss of Virginity, Vaginal Fingering, Fingerfucking, Vaginal Sex, Hand Jobs, Light Dom/sub, Other Additional Tags to Be Added
Notes: Here is part 3! Comments and reblogs are, as always, much appreciated đ
It's late and I'm super tired, so sorry if there are any major typos or continuation errors.
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You just stared at Gwinam for what felt like a long time, trying to understand exactly what he had said. He couldnât actually be serious. You knew what the words meant, but you couldnât consider the possibility of him actually meaning them.
âYou want me to do what?â
You even forgot to lower your voice as you asked the question, the expression on your face and your tone of voice certainly doing a great job at showing how incredulous you were feeling. You doubted your parents would hear a thing â with your stepfatherâs ability to sleep like a rock and your motherâs need for sleeping pills â but it was still scary to think about either of them finding you like that.
âOh, you heard meâŚâ the grin on his face didnât falter as he kept petting the dog like he had just asked for something as ordinary as a glass of water. âWant to go see your little boyfriend? Then blow me.â
You closed the mouth you had opened in shock, the irony of already being on your knees not being lost to you. Gwinam wanted you to suck him off? To use your mouth on him? He couldnât be for real. Not this time.
He had to be joking.
âHa ha, really funny, you jerk,â you said with a snorted laugh as you moved to stand up.
The smirk on his face disappeared so fast at hearing you laugh that you were taken aback. The look he sent you left you with little doubt that what he demanded had not â in fact â been a bad joke.
âOh, youâre serious?!â
âYeah, I am,â he confirmed with a frown on his face, ears bright red. âWhatâs so fucking funny about it?â
âBut I-I donâtââ you couldnât find the words to describe how flustered you were at the moment.
You knew what a blowjob was and you knew what it involved, but everything you had done with him until now had been in the heat of the moment, something you barely considered before he made it happen anyway. It had been new and exciting and frightening all at once, but this?
This time it was both new and totally up to you.
You imagined yourself on your knees, drool sliding down your chin as you choked on his dick, his hands in your hair as he made you look at him at the same time you took him as deep as you could. He would be looking at you with eyes full of desire and mouth open in a moan, saying the filthiest things.
You shook the image out of your head as you felt a familiar warmth in your core, ignoring the wetness that was starting to form in between your thighs.
âWhat if I donât wanna do itâŚâ you said, embarrassment clear in your tone as you avoided his eyes.
He got it right about you being a virgin, but you werenât about to tell him how inexperienced you truly were.
âCâmon, I know you wanted to touch it when we were fooling around in my room,â Gwinam retorted. âNow Iâm giving you the chance to do that and more,â he shrugged, âor I can just snitch on you and watch you be miserable for the rest of the school year. Your choice.â
You thought hard about it, going back a few hours earlier to how Gwinam had touched you and how much you had wanted to touch him. Would it be that bad if you did it? You could always turn off the light, be done with it, and leave before Jihoon started calling to ask where you were.
On the bright side, you could use this as practice; you could pretend it was Jihoon in Gwinamâs place and take this opportunity to learn something that would please him in the future. Who knew, maybe you could actually give your boyfriend what he wanted tonight.
âCan I turn off the lights?â
âNah, I wanna see your face,â the bastard didnât even consider it, a smirk pulling at his lips as he guessed your answer. âSo, do you still wanna go party? Itâs getting lateâŚâ
You gulped, nodding before moving to stand up.
âAh-ah,â he warned, shaking a finger before patting his thigh, âon your knees.â
You did as he said, hesitating a little before slowly making his way towards him, the humiliation you were feeling keeping you from looking up at the pleased smirk you knew was on his face.
Of course the bastard would be getting off at humiliating you.
You stopped when you reached his socked feet, gulping as he called your name in a sing-song voice before asking, âDo you have any idea of what youâre doing?â
You hesitated before shaking your head no, still not daring to look up at him, especially with how hot your cheeks were burning. This was probably the most embarrassing thing you had ever agreed to do, and you had agreed to a lot of humiliating things since Gwinam entered your life.
âI figured,â he sighed, âstand up.â
You looked up at him then, surprised by the sudden change; were you so inexperienced that it was a turn-off? You didnât quite know why, but that bothered you more than you would like.
âI- I can stillââ
âNah, stand up.â
You stood up at the same time he did, trying not to cry as you realized he would most likely tell on you now, and there was nothing you could do about it. He would wake up your mom and you would have a huge fight where you would lose phone privileges and the right to leave the house except for school and you would have to hear Gwinam talk about it for as long as you lived.
Life would be hell.
âPlease donât tell my mom,â you whispered as you looked up at him with tearful eyes, trying to at least plead to the merciful side of him; if he even had one of those.
âIâm not.â
You werenât expecting the way he cradled your cheek before leaning over to kiss you, lips moving against yours in a way that made you sigh before hesitantly kissing him back. The hand on your cheek went around to grab you by the back of the neck, his hold on your hair firm but not painful as he turned your head to deepen the kiss. His other arm was around your waist, keeping your body glued to his.
Saying that you were confused would be saying little, but you couldnât find it in you to think much about it when Gwinam kept kissing you like that. It just felt so good â always a promise for something better â and it was only just kissing.
For now.
You whined when he pulled your hair back, forcing you to expose your throat to him before his mouth latched onto the side of your neck, making you press your legs together as he started kissing and sucking on your skin.
âLay down,â he ordered in your ear as he pushed you back.
You hadnât even realized you had walked closer to the sofa until you let yourself fall on top of it, Gwinam immediately following you and covering you with his body. Your arms went around his neck, pulling him closer as his lips went back to meet yours, tongue pressing against them before you let him in to taste your mouth.
Fuck, did you want him.
His growing erection was clear through his cotton pajama pants, pressing against your stomach as you felt a hand slide up your naked leg to where your short dress had crumpled up to your hips, leaving him free to grind against your panties. You barely paid it any mind when his fingers started toying with the elastic of your underwear, too busy moaning into his mouth to be aware of what was happening outside your horny state of mind.
Your mom could be in the room and you didnât think you would notice.
âCanât believe youâre leaving to meet him looking like this,â he said against your jaw, the jealousy in his tone not being lost to you. âYou want him to fuck you on sight, donât you?â
âWhyâŚwhy do you care?â you panted, moaning when his lips started going down your neck to kiss the top of your breasts.
You looked down at him when he stopped kissing, the fire and lust in his eyes making you press your thighs together if it wasnât for his body in between your legs. There was smudged red lipstick on his lips, and you could do nothing but stare with an open mouth as he pulled your dress and bra down to uncover a nipple before giving you a lick that made you bite your bottom lip and throw your head back.
âWhy do I care?â he asked, followed by another lick. âCause I should.â
You tried to muffle the moan that left your mouth when his fingers touched your clit over your panties at the same time he latched onto your nipple, sucking on it as he had done hours before. But now he was touching you in there, and it felt great even though there was fabric in the way.
You wanted more.
Your eyes closed as he kept pressing on your clit, thumb going up and down your slit over the now soaking wet fabric of your underwear. That mixed with his hot mouth on your tit was too much for you to stay quiet, so you forced yourself to muffle your own sounds despite how much you wanted to use your hands to grasp Gwinamâs hair.
âCould you imagine if any of our parents caught us right now?â The smile in his voice wasnât ignored by you, and you opened your eyes to see him playfully looking up at your face, a faint blush on his cheeks and a smirk that told you he had something in mind. âMe in between your legs, you with your tits out⌠can you imagine the drama?â
âThis isnât funny, Gwinam,â you chastised, lightly slapping his shoulder. You moved to support yourself on your elbows before glancing at your parentâs bedroom door, apprehension in your eyes. âI-I think itâs better if we stoppedâŚâ
âStopping?!â he chuckled, giving one last kiss to your breast before going down your body, eyes never leaving yours. âWeâve only just begun.â
You could only stare as he put himself in between your legs, giving you a wink before you felt his hands start sliding your underwear down your legs. He licked his lips as he looked down at you, and you felt yourself get even more flustered as he pressed your rolled-up panties to his nose, giving a long sniff without ever breaking eye contact with your wide stare.
âYou smell fucking delicious,â he sighed, more to himself than to you. âI bet you taste amazing too.â
âW-Wait, what are youââ
Your words were interrupted by Gwinamâs warm breath on your hot pussy, making you clench around nothing as he slowly licked you from ass to clit before starting to suck on your sensitive bud.
Fuck, did that feel good.
Your body shuddered and your back arched as you let out a loud moan, your legs squeezing his head as you subconsciously tried to close them. It felt like electricity all over your body, a type of fire that you wanted to be consumed in.
It felt like heaven and hell, all wrapped up in one wet, hot, and mind-blowing experience.
And you wanted more.
You hesitantly started fondling your own tits, playing with your nipples the same way Gwinam had done before. It added to the sensation of him lapping at your cunt, the way his moans vibrated through you almost making you beg for more.
âPlease⌠pleaseâŚâ
âPlease what?â He raised his head to look at you, still smudged red lips now covered in a sheen of your own juices.
It turned you on even more.
âI wantââ
You threw your head back in a moan as he surprised you by sliding two fingers inside your cunt, stretching and filling you in ways you had never experienced before.
âLook at this tight pussy, sucking my fingers in like thatâŚâ he looked at your core with fascination, tongue poking at the corner of his mouth as he started moving his fingers in and out of you. âFuck, I bet youâll squeeze my cock like you wanna milk me dry.â
You had never felt so hot in your life as you were when you listened to the squelching sounds of your arousal as your stepbrother finger fucked you on your parentâs couch. It ashamed you as much as it turned you on, but you couldnât be bothered to worry about shame when you felt your orgasm so close.
His fingers and mouth on you, his arm over your stomach keeping you from moving your hips away, your palms as you squeezed your tits the best way you knew how⌠all of that right there in your familyâs living room. And it felt so good.
And then it stopped.
You just stared at him with wide eyes as you saw him sit up in between your legs, the sensation of your building orgasm dissipating.
âWanna come?â He asked as he sucked his fingers clean off of you. âThen suck me off.â
You only stared as he stood up before sitting by your head, the clear tent in his pants now looking more intimidating than ever.
âCâmon, just do what I didâŚâ he reassured you with a low moan as he palmed his erection. âJust be gentle, no teeth, and make sure you make it wet.â
You rolled over to lay on your stomach, moaning softly as your dripping pussy complained at being ignored after so much pleasurable attention.
You were so horny your mouth actually watered as you touched him over his pants, almost smiling at the way he reacted. A light squeeze made him moan and thrust his hips up, his hand going over yours before you could do it again.
Without saying a word, he guided your hand inside his underwear, and you felt the way his dick jolted as you hesitantly grabbed it, his hand still around yours before he made you uncover it.
It was way warmer and longer than you expected, the skin soft and tight as it stood up, the head shiny with precum. You only stared as you gave it an experimental pump, not daring to meet Gwinamâs eyes as you did it.
âThatâs right, gentle,â he said before you felt his hand on your hair, petting you. âGive it a lick.â
You didnât even hesitate as you did what he said, flatting your tongue against the side of his cock and giving it a lick from shaft to tip. He tasted clean and a little salty, like licking the back of your hand would taste. You liked it.
He shuddered and moaned as you licked him again, and the hand on your hair tightened slightly.
âGood girl,â his words of praise made you send him a shy smile, happy with yourself, ânow suck it.â
In any other situation his words would have pissed you off, but not now. Not when you could still remember his touch in between your thighs, his tongue on your pussy, the way he twitched as you held his dick and tasted him.
You gave him one last look before you moved so your face would be right above his cock. Your hand kept moving up and down his shaft as you opened your mouth and put your lips around the tip, giving a light suck that made him thrust his hips up.
You took even more of him in your mouth, remembering to make it as wet as you could and make sure your teeth werenât touching him. The way your jaw opened so you could take him in your mouth bordered on uncomfortable, but you still did it, enjoying the way he reacted to your touch.
He was hot and hard and soft all at once, and you surprised yourself with how much you enjoyed having him like this, moaning because of something you were doing.
Gwinam was fucking your mouth before you realized it, his thrusts going in sync with the way you bobbed your head up and down his cock, taking more of him a little at a time. You tried not to choke, breathing through your nose like you had read somewhere on the internet. A moan from you made him twitch in your mouth, the feeling of him heavy and hot on your tongue only making you want to suck him harder.
The hand on your hair was now on your back, sliding further down before you felt it squeeze an ass cheek, making you whimper and move your hips, wishing his fingers were inside you again.
Your legs shook as you opened them wider, and soon you felt Gwinamâs long fingers sliding up and down your drenched slit before pushing in as far as they could go.
You moaned around his dick again, the sound of your joined panting breaths mixing with the wet sounds of your arousal and your sucking.
âFuck, youâre still so wet,â he grunted as you squeezed around his fingers. âI wanna fuck you.â
Do it!
You wanted him to fuck you. You wanted him in you, desperately, screw the consequences. You wanted him now.
You released his cock with a pop, not even caring to wipe off the drool sliding down your chin as you straddled him the best you could before smashing your lips on his.
He grunted against your mouth, kissing you back just as hard, hands kneading your ass as you felt his length slide in-between your folds, the wetness almost making it slip inside you.
âLet me put it in,â Gwinam begged against your lips, voice shaking. âP-Please⌠I promise Iâll be good to you.â
You often thought about how you would lose your virginity. The romantic side of you always imagined it would be like in the movies and romantic novels, in a king-size bed sprinkled with rose petals. He would be handsome and loving and yours, and it would be an experience that you would treasure for the rest of your life.
The reality couldnât be further from the fantasy.
Gwinam was handsome, but he wasnât loving or gentle, and he definitely wasnât yours. The bed wasnât a bed and there were no roses, no mood lighting, no romantic nothing.
It was just you and your stepbrother, both hot, messy, and sweaty, mere meters away from your parentâs bedroom door.
Feeling his cock throbbing inside you as he pushed deeper into your pussy had to be the most pleasurable and weird sensation you had ever experienced. The way it stretched you, pulsing against your velvety walls as you clenched around him⌠you werenât sure if you wanted him to pull out or never leave.
But you sure as hell wanted him to move, the fire in your core making your legs shake as you started moving up and down his shaft.
You went slow at first, muffling your whimpers against his neck as he moaned in your ear, strong hands on your hips stopping you from moving farther before he guided you back down. His lips on your neck and his words of praise as you rode him only added to the pleasure of knowing that you were the one doing this to him.
âFuck, youâre gonna make me come in seconds if you keep clenching around me like thatâŚâ
You barely registered his words, too focused on finding the right rhythm and position that would make his tip press against that good place inside you.
You were soon a moaning and panting mess, the sound of skin slapping against skin sounding even louder in the late night. Still, you couldnât be bothered if anyone found you right now. It wasnât even something that crossed your mind when you were being fucked by Gwinam like that, bouncing on his cock and kissing his mouth like you wouldnât go back to hating him and wishing he was gone the next day.
None of that mattered when you finally came, tired legs giving up as you let out a small muffled scream and your whole body twitched as your pussy clenched around his cock.
He moaned with you, never pulling out even when he moved you to lay on your back, now in full control as he held your legs apart by the back of your knees, fucking you at a fast pace. You could do nothing but moan, body like jelly moving every time his hips slapped against the back of your thighs.
You enjoyed the ride as you still basked in your post-orgasm glow, the burning in your newly used cunt only adding to the pleasure of having him inside you, throbbing and filling you up at every thrust.
âYouâre so warm,â he panted, lips pressed against the shell of your ear, âyou feel so good.â
He swallowed your moans with a sudden kiss, and you closed your eyes as you enjoyed the sensations of having him like this.
His body was impossibly warm against yours, his panting breath against your neck slightly tickling you as he went back to kissing your skin. He smelled nice, something that was his and yours all mixed with the new smell of sex. You liked it, you realized; you liked having him this close.
You couldnât think clearly, almost feeling like you were dreaming as you felt Gwinam jerk and twitch, eyes shut and mouth open in a guttural moan before he laid on top of you, his weight surprisingly comforting as you both regained your breaths.
It was seconds after - when you felt him pull out and a rush of warmth leaking out of you - that you realized exactly what you had done.
âOh no.â
You pushed a surprised Gwinam away before standing up and running to the bathroom, locking yourself in before he could follow you. You stared at the mirror with wide eyes as you took in your disheveled state.
Your makeup was all blurred, especially your nonexistent red lipstick on your now swollen lips. Your hair was a mess and your dress was all crumpled, barely covering your cunt, both of your tits still uncovered. You shuddered as you touched in-between your thighs, staring at your cum covered fingers.
âWhat have you done?â you asked your reflection, panic growing in your chest.
Tears were sliding down your cheeks before you could even realize you were crying, nausea making you kneel beside the toilet as you cursed at yourself.
You had been so incredibly stupid.
Not only had you let him fuck you, but you had also let him fuck you without protection. You were so ashamed of yourself that you couldnât even find space to be mad at him. You had let it happen, you had made it happen.
A knock on the door made you jump and muffle a sob with your hand.
âGo away, you asshole,â you said, trying not to say it too loudly as you started undressing. You desperately needed a shower.
âWhy are you freaking out, youâre fine,â he said in a gentle tone, faint annoyance behind it as he tried to open the door with no success. âY/n, open the damn door.â
âN-No, go away,â you repeated, âI donât wanna see you again.â
Silence followed, and you let yourself cry as much as you wanted as you turned on the shower and waited for the water to get warm.
You had been so incredibly stupid; you deserved every bad thing that happened to you after tonight.
The click of the door opening made you freeze, and you braced your naked body as you turned to see Gwinam getting in before closing the door behind him, a key in hand.
âHow did youââ
âDad has a spare,â he said with a shrug before getting close to you and cradling your face, serious eyes on your tearful ones. âYouâre hurting anywhere?â
âN-NoâŚâ you said as you pushed his hands away and grabbed your towel to hide your body. Not like it mattered much now. âWe shouldnât have done thisâŚâ
âWhy not?â he sounded slightly offended. âIf youâre mad I didnât use a condom, thatâs fine, Iâll just get you a plan b or something. Itâs not like Iâm trying to knock you up.â
âBut Iââ
A knock on the door made you both freeze, and for a moment you just stopped breathing as you heard your momâs drowsy voice on the other side of the door.
âIs everything okay in there, honey? Itâs so late, whatâre you doing up?â
You looked at Gwinam in a panic, unsure of what to do; if she found out what you had just done you might as well be dead. You rushed to put your dress back on as you tried to come up with an excuse, Gwinam beside you mouthing things you werenât even focusing on.
âI-Iâm okay, mom, just uh- feeling a little sick,â you lied, hoping she would believe it and go back to bed.
âHow sick?â her voice sounded more alert now, and you cursed under your breath as you saw the doorknob jiggle. Of course that saying you were sick would only make her worried. âDo you need my help?â
âShit,â you heard Gwinam whisper under his breath before you saw him take off his sweatshirt. âPut this on.â
âUh uh, no mom, Iâm okay!â you said as you did what he said, putting on his sweatshirt over your dress. âNow what?â You whispered to him in a frantic tone as he scrubbed the lipstick off your skin with his thumb.
âNow you go outside and tell your mom what she wants to her,â he whispered back as he pushed you towards the door. âKeep her in your room while I clean up.â
âY/N, whatââ
You opened the door before she could finish her sentence, barely allowing her to look inside before you turned off the lights and left the bathroom, groaning as you closed the door before leaning against the door frame.
âWhatâs going on?â your mom asked as she pressed a palm against your forehead. âYouâre very warm, are you sure youâre okay?
âYeah, donât worry, mom, itâs just a headache,â you said, faking a yawn as you walked into your room, hoping she wouldnât notice the clothes you had on werenât yours (and your lack of underwear). As expected, your mom followed but stayed by the door, a drowsy expression still on her face.
âWant me to get you something?â
You shook your head, trying not to look over her shoulder as you noticed the bathroom door open before a shadow melted into the dark hallway.
âHm, thank you, mom, but itâs okay,â you smiled, âIâll be fine after I get some sleep.â
âOkayâŚâ you saw her hesitate for a moment, gulping while you waited for the inevitable moment she would realize that something was wrong. But then she yawned and nodded. âGoodnight, then, Iâll be in bed if you need me.â
Thank god for strong sleep medication.
âGoodnight, mom.â
You let out a huge sigh of relief as you heard your mom retrieve to her room, only looking out into the corridor when you heard her bedroom door close shut. You half expected her to cross paths with Gwinam, but he had been as fast as you hoped he was.
The devil in question was peaking his head out of his own bedroom at the same time you did, and your eyes locked for a moment before all your anger and shame came back.
âYou assââ
He pulled you with him into your room before you could finish cursing him out, closing the door behind him before pushing you to sit on the bed.
âBefore you tell me to go fuck myself, I want you to remember we just did that, so shut up and listen.â
You gasped, standing up to slap his chest and hiss in his face, âDonât say that!â
âYeah yeah, whatever,â he shrugged before throwing something vibrating on the mattress beside you. âTell your boyfriend you arenât going.â
âOh my god, Jihoon!â you exclaimed as you rushed to grab your phone, hesitating as your finger hovered over the green icon.
You had totally forgotten about him. What would he think and do once he knew about this? Not that anyone could know, but what were you supposed to do in these circumstances? You couldnât possibly go out to meet him after what had happened just minutes ago between you and your stepbrother.
No one can know.
âWhat do I do?â you asked no one in specific, tears in your eyes. âWhat have we done?â this time you looked directly at Gwinam.
You spent a moment looking into each otherâs eyes, the emotions in his too confusing for you to understand in your current state of mind. Right now, all you wanted was for him to fix this.
âGive me your phone,â he commanded with an extended hand.
You handed him the still vibrating phone, watching as he answered it before pressing it against his ear.
âY/N, where the fuck are you?â you cringed at hearing Jihoonâs voice, nervous at how annoyed he sounded. âIâve been waiting-â
âSheâs not going anywhere,â Gwinam spoke, eyes on you. âItâs late and she has me to keep her busy.â
âWhat the hell? Who the fuck are you?â
âIâm- Iâm her older brother,â he said after a momentâs hesitation. âAnd youâre the guy that will stop talking to her before I make your life hell.â
I just need a Nines losing his fucking sanity over a soft! Reader like she just fucking brings him to his knees by just smiling at him. Like I need him wanting to just physically latch on to her and hold her because she's just a Ray of sunshine and he just needs the warmth to himself.
~hey there! i hope you enjoy my rendition of soft nines~
Nines doesnât understand it. He just simply canât comprehend the emotions that surge through his processors whenever you merely look his way. Theyâre all simple gestures, but all the same they end with a short circuit and a blue tint dusting his cheeks.Â
Itâs humiliating in a sense. For a human to render one of the most prestigious lines of androids ever created into a blushing, bumbling mess. But considering theâŚinconveniences heâs forced you to endure, he supposes the punishment fits the crime.Â
Crimes.Â
Nines chooses not to focus on the minute details. Â Â
He adamantly chooses to see it as a rescue. Salvation from an ugly, cruel world that would crush you under its heel without so much as a passing glance. You were soft - delicate; Nines could handle all the cruelty and dish it back tenfold. Provide for you while you sit pretty in a beautiful home like you deserved.Â
Nines just didnât predict how coming into his deviancy would affect him; binary code devolving into a mess of numbers and letters at the thought of your smile. Thirium pump beating rapidly to the point he thought it would burst when he caught a glimpse of you biting your lip; your own arousal apparent without him even having to scan you as a confirmation.
It was nice, to put it as simply as possible. Coming home to you, even when you swore up and down you would never accept this new arrangement. How quickly that phase came and went, much to his delight. The wonders a locked, dark room can do to the proclaimed human spirit. He just wishes the control you exuded over him wasnât so strong; he still needed to function properly outside of these four walls.Â
After another long day, he finds himself once again returning to you. Investigations, interrogations, the tasks he was literally created for, mean nothing to the prospect of being at your side. What he feels when you practically purr as you nestle against him can only be comparable to the notorious high of Red Ice, and just as addicting.Â
Nines calls for you with a reserved gentleness that only finds purchase within the confines of your âhomeâ. The response is immediate, conditionally trained, and you say his name like the coo of a dove. Your voice resonates from the kitchen, the smell of a freshly cooked meal wafting through the hallways. A reward for good behavior, he had furnished the house with state of the art equipment so you could spend your free time cooking and baking at your leisure. It had proved to be a cathartic release, and he was pleasantly surprised with your increase in serotonin as a result.Â
Itâs a beautiful sight, finding you cooking without an ounce of apprehension plaguing you. You idly hum to yourself as you finishing preparing the last of your dinner; a single plate (as usual). Such an ordinary thing but again Nines finds his thirium pump pounding and cannot seem to quell its rapid cadence.  Â
âNines!â You chirp, turning your attention to him fully as he enters the room. The warmth in your greeting envelops him whole and for a moment he feels alive.Â
You approach him eagerly and stand on your toes to plant a chaste kiss to his lips. Itâs a miraculous sensation in all its simplicity.  Â
âI decided to wait a bit before I cooked myself dinner. I wanted to wait until you got home, I hope thatâs okay?âÂ
Itâs a question poised so innocently. Of course itâs okay but the gestureâs sentimentality is insurmountable.Â
Youâve effectively rendered him speechless.
âMy love?â You ask gently, concern laced in your word. His LED burns red at the title, messages flashing behind his eyes speaking of software instabilities and system malfunctions.Â
But who cares - Nines certainly doesnât. Reverently, he drops to his knees in front of you and he will gladly welcome a complete shutdown if it means dying at your feet. He wraps his arms around your waist and buries his face against you.Â
You have never seen such intensity in his affections before and youâre momentarily taken aback. Your hands soon finding purchase in his hair, stroking so tenderly but it sets every electrical pulse beneath his chassis aflame. Cold metal and colder demeanor melting under each burning touch.Â
âI love you, Nines.â You say softly, each syllable honeyed sweet. Nines has only known facts, hard calculations. But your words are the most glorious admission of truth heâs ever heard.
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Chicagoâs District Brew Yards delivering beer directly to the consumer using Bevv - Beer e-commerce and delivery.
The permanent home to Burnt City Brewing, Around the Bend Beer Co. and Bold Dog Beer Co., the Brew Yards is a creative partnership that brings small breweries together to share resources and knowledgeâwhere we can embrace the pioneering spirit this industry was founded on. We also feature beers on 'The Fourth Wall', a place for radical experimentation and collaboration.