Mar 2, 2019
sometimes even god can curl himself around his dumb ass cop of a husband.
even a dumbass cop can let his dumbass husband with a god complex snuggle him once in a while.
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sometimes even god can curl himself around his dumb ass cop of a husband.
even a dumbass cop can let his dumbass husband with a god complex snuggle him once in a while.
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“When you see A GOOD MOVE, look for A BETTER ONE.” – Emanuel Lasker
elijah kamski by wyll cyberlife ceo by bex
his reputation be damned, gavin is a good detective. he didn’t get the shitty marks on his file for not doing his job but rather not being able to do it with others. regardless, he’s smart and intuitive enough to figure shit out other people don’t. he’s never been quiet about this ability either, ready to throw it in anyone’s face who claims he can’t do his job. his case record speaks for itself. his disciplinary file does too.
it’s because of this spiteful desire to learn so he simply knows more that brings gavin to his estranged, half-brother’s house ( mansion more like it, the fucking cockwad ) demanding to be let in by one of his blond bimbo’s at the front. when she asks if he is expected, gavin just shoves by her and further into the home.
“the fuck do you think you’re doing?” he’s not shouting but the open expanse of the lavish place makes his deep tone echo when he finally finds his brother, “i never asked you to get involved, so keep your ass out of it.”
if elijah is unclear on what gavin is referring to, the detective offers no more insight. he expects elijah to know how he’s dabbled, rather fiendishly, into keep his father as low on the social totem pole as possible after a long stint in prison. gavin’s only found out due to his drive and access to personnel files. // @deviancybydesign
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He had felt so...wrong. When he’d held the gun on the Chloe. Emotions were still new to him and yet he remembered so clearly feeling guilt and fear for her life. The idea that her life was nothing more than a bargaining chip didn’t sit right within his system. “I don’t know how to find these answers. Unlike a lot of the other deviants, I was programmed to turn deviant. Cyberlife wanted me to. But they also installed in me that it was wrong. How do I find out what that means?”
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“I’m actually not much for theater.” A low, muttered tone as he balanced himself against creaky metal, one arm barring Kamski’s waist to keep his core closer to his own. that catwalk had been flimsy even when they stayed here, but now? It would seem he knew whether it had finally given way, and saved a life in the process. Nothing quite like pulling a human from mid air. Now it was all up to balance. Balance was key in this damn place, the ruins of Jericho after the explosion were a death trap to any who entered -- Especially humans. The entire reason he was here was to see how sturdy the supports were for androids to slip in and out. Even after two years, they hadn’t recovered all of their lost. Moving them back, Simon’s held never loosened until they were on solid pathing, nothing grated or over heights. Once it was safe, however, Simon would speak. “Gods to humans are immortal beings, who are limitless in all they can be. Humans to a God are nothing but dust.” Hold loosening, he stepped back, fingers flexing. “So what is an android to think when their creator himself is as brittle as the rest? What are you thinking, being in a place like this? Are you attempting to salvage any androids left in this tomb?” Words came a bit rushed, a bit anxious, the circuitry in the left side of his head throbbed, and Simon drew a deep breath. “More importantly, are you alright?” With that, Simon knelt, fingers brushing against his pant legs. “You didn’t get caught by any of the metal, have you? No injuries?”
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bare fingertips twitched against the neck of the ukulele in his arms. pressing, twitching, then plucking at random notes for a moment of silence before it was set aside in order for those fingers to seek new purchase. cigarettes, rolled and not pre-bought. “’the fuck are you talkin’ about?” lighting up, he plucked it away a moment to wet his lips and stop them sticking to the filter. “the hermit finally crawls from his mountain cave, i didn’t even know you were real, man. could’ve sworn you were a hologram, some hatsune miku shit.” Make believe to show the world a thing to hate it the situation went south. like it did. taking a drag, he shrugged his shoulders. “maybe you’re just senile, since you uh -- went by without droppin’ a single fuckin’ thing, either.” he nudged his foot against the mug before him, arms folding. “anyways, more people hate you now than ever before, but you’re just some myth anyways. can’t be great -- actually like, how the hell are you even out here and not mugged yet?”
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pale plastic traced gently along elijah’s hand, lines from his palm to the tips of his fingers, as if memorizing every feature, every feeling of every small line. bailey’s half lidded gaze didn’t break focus from his task, not until he was no longer satisfied with only those touches. bailey guided elijah’s hand towards his mouth and met half way.
the exposed plastic ghosted lightly along the soft skin on the back of the human’s hand, jolts of sensations running through the android. lips trailed along in no particular pattern, applying just a bit more pressure against knuckles in whispers of what would be kisses.
lips traced along lines he had made with his fingertips, savoring distinct differences between the palm and the back of elijah’s hand, the way the lines in his skin created different textures for him to process. slowly he began to apply more pressure, more sure kisses.
eyes closed. perhaps it was all in his head, or maybe he’d subconsciously turned up his sensitivity, but he could have sworn it felt even better. soft, pleased noises seemed to escape every now and again, when he found the drag of elijah’s skin to be particularly pleasing.
bailey didn’t even realize how long the mindless babble had been flowing eagerly, devout and full of adoration, incomplete thoughts that blurred together. “perfect. perfect. love. soft. perfect. . .” a sigh as he continued.
“i love you,” a complete thought after a kiss pressed to the center of elijah’s palm. “i love you.” words whispered into elijah’s flesh as if in prayer, repeated over and over. he was sure no matter how many times he said it, it would never be enough, not for himself.