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“I’m unsure if you mean I am the cuddler or sumo is in this situation, Hank”

Those heterochromia eyes glared at the male who he had shoved against the wall, mixed emotions and mixed signals were planted everywhere, constantly leaving him in a state of confusion. For the longest time, Markus had been trying to get his life together after the passing of his guardian, Carl. But this, all of this was… just something else. His grip was tight around the collar of the other’s uniform, his gaze calculating as he thought out what his next course of action should be, that was… before Connor had spoken.

TORN   DYSFUNCTIONAL   FAMILY /  @deviantedconncr​  /  n/a

“Could you ‘WIKIHOW’ to this later? In another part of the fucking house, maybe?!” Hank, covering his chest with the curtain of his shoulder, barked, red faced and pissed the fuck off. 

i did not expect this LMAO

Blood Lust

It was a hungry display, a ravenous inclination wrapped into a sick need. Where it came from, Elijah didn’t know. Perhaps it was merely a result of the beautiful face in front of him, those gorgeous eyes, those full, kissable lips… He had known he had wanted Connor from the start. If that fucking cop hadn’t been there…

Oh the things he would have done.

Now that he had his chance, the desire that had built prompted him to grab Connor like the doll he considered the android to be. Lovely, oh so lovely, a masterpiece. Kamski’s masterpiece, in the center of it all. His code flowed within this machine, made him who he truly was. Yet it was a tainted code, wasn’t it? Tampered by dirty fingers, hands which had attempted to play God. Flawed and disgusting, but the outside was all that really mattered in the end.

“A work of art,” he gruffly managed, before his lips were against Connor’s. Rough and needy, intrigue dipping into such a desperate kiss. A meeting of two mouths, one skillful while the other had never experienced such a display of affection before.

Affection?

Hunger, pure, unadulterated hunger.

It seeped within, too rough, too scalding. Elijah’s fingers were within Connor’s hair, digging in, his teeth raking against the android’s bottom lip. Met with a bite to the tongue that had delved within his mouth, yet Kamski was willing to let the warm blood run down their lips. It was fucking hot.

a nuzzle kiss. 

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The car smelled of peppermint, perhaps from the driver and what Markus would call an obsession with peppermint candies that were piled up in the front stacked in the cup holder, not to mention the two or three that were already in his mouth. He wasn’t sure if he minded it, it was better than smelling something unpleasant- but it was a strong scent. 

When he had first entered the vehicle his eyes had watered the slightest while his lip visibly curled before he straightened his posture, it was rare to see a taxi driver with a human or android in it trying to make money by giving rides. But with androids and humans all looking for jobs, some of the old ‘dead and gone’ jobs were returning to give everyone a chance at making money.