지미와 나의 500일. 은 사실 토요일이지만 지미가 선배 건축가의 집 지은 걸 아주 오랜만에 후배들과 모여 보러 가기로 했고(오래전부터 약속), 때문에 울산에 가야하고, 저녁에는 아주 오랜만인 친구들과 고기 먹기로 했고, 어쩌고 저쩌고 하는 구구절절한 이유로 금요일에 했다. 그래도 괜찮았다. 12시가 넘어도 우린 계속 같이 있을 거니까 그럼 같이 500일 맞는 거니까. 별로 상관 없었다. 진짜. 아 진짜.
사실 사진 찍으려 하니까 불이 드럽게 안 붙었다. 성냥 세트 두 개나 써서 겨우 사진 몇 개 찍고, 꺼져 버렸다. 우리 입으로 끄고 싶었는데. ‘ 3′ 도른 바람을 잡아서 혼낼 수 있다면.
사실 난 전복 올라간 아구찜이 너무 먹고싶었는데, 달맞이 고개에 파는 거(아주맛있다). 주머니가 홀홀 가벼운 이유도 있고, 엄마가 고기를 한 보따리 싸줘서 혼자 먹기엔 많고, 오래 두면 상하니까. 이번에도 구구절절한 이유로, 옥상에서 구워먹으며 분위기 냈다. 어떤 음식을 먹냐 도 중요 하지만, 누구와 어떻게 먹는 것도 중요하니까. 뭐든 지미랑 먹으면 일단 좋다. 근데 일단 너무 맛있는 고기라 아구찜 생각 안났다. 고마워요 마마. 고기 잘 굽는 지미도 고맙디~
지미는 사진 찍을 때 꼭 입꼬리를 올리는데, 그게 꽤 근사해서 좋다.
예전에 여행갔을 때 찍은 사진들도 보면 꼭, 다 비슷한 표정인데 다 근사한 표정이라 다 좋다.
나랑 있을 때 지미가 더 행복하게 웃으면 좋겠다. 안 웃어도 되니까 다른 어떤 상황 보다 나랑 있을 때 그대가(지미가) 제일 행복했으면 좋겠다.
지미는 사진 자꾸 찍는 나한테, ‘나는 언제 보나' 하는데 좀 찍자. 이 순간을 남겨야 나중에 이 사진을 보며 기쁜 추억을 떠올리고 또 그 기분으로 더 열심히 사랑할 거 아니야? 안그래?
안개꽃을 좋아한다 들었는데, 한 번 안개꽃만 사줘본 적 없는 것 같다고 사 온 안개꽃. 이유가 고맙고 사랑이 고마웠다. 이야- 꽃 말 같은 거 좀 촌스럽다 생각하는데, 금방 찾아 본 안개꽃의 꽃 말이 ‘사랑의 성공’이라고 한다. 낭만아 사랑아 우리 성공하자 사랑의 성공.
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Description: Jimmy had a heart to heart with Fidget after their last time together and learned a few new tricks. He wants to try them out, but Mika's tinkering instinct is ruining the mood. So Jimmy finds a way to occupy his hands.
Previous Chapter 1: Luv's First Bliss
The kitchen was filled with the smell of sizzling bacon and frying eggs. Jimmy stood against the stove, apron tied around his waist as he whistled happily. Mika sat the table, sipping his oil tea and shuffling his newspaper. It was never good news. War here, human death there, lying politicians and the weather.
His eyes lifted from the print as a plate was rolled across the table to him. Giving Jimmy a thankful nod before kissing his soft lips and turning to eat. Jimmy plopped down in the chair across for him, twirling his fork in his fingers as he watched Mika dig in. He wasn’t interested in eating.
“So… Fidget and I had a little talk…” He gave a coy smile that went unobserved by his other half.
“And what did that one have to say?” Mika chuckled at his playful disgust of the other bot. Folding his paper in half as he took another sip.
“I asked him about what we did…” He smiled as Mika suddenly spat tea all over the table. Eyes wide and hands shaking.
“YOU DID WHAT!?” He thought he saw his life flashing in front of his eyes. If Fidget knew, Smokes knew. And if Smokes knew-
“Don’t worry about it…” Jimmy got up from his seat, waving dismissing hands towards him. “I kept it really general and just… asked him about stuff… I… I wanted to learn.” He glided across the tiles to the end of the table. Sitting perched on the corner as he gazed down at Mika with a soft smile. “I wanted to figure some stuff out on my own you know.”
Mika’s clockwork heart nearly jumped in his throat. Rattling quickly as his circuits raced. Oh Gahd what did Fidget end up teaching him?
“I wanna see it.” Jimmy straightened his spine. Crossing his legs at the ankles and swinging them gently next to Mika’s. He was stone faced, determined.
“See what?” Mika swallowed the building oil in his throat, still thinking of all the horrible things Fidget taught him.
“See yours… you saw mine. I wanna see yours.”
“O-oh…” Mika stammered. Blinking rapidly as he thought about it. So forward and to the point, it shook him off balance.
“Fidget told me…” He started, not waiting for Mika to agree before he dove right in. Kissing him once on the lips before scooting over on the table. Sliding off the table and onto Mika’s legs. Leaving just enough room in his lap for Jimmy to work at undoing all those belts and buckles. “Fidget said that the basics of the best relationships have a give and take… and both sides have to give, and be thankful to take.” He yanked one belt from its loops. Sloppily and rather forcefully.
Mika had both arms raised to his sides, letting Jimmy work and unsure if he really wanted to stop him. He was the one not in control, and it felt odd. But it was Jimmy leading this, so it was… okay? He pinched his lips tightly, trying to hold his tongue or give him commands on how to better undress him. Instead rolling his head back, closing his eyes, listening to him speak and feeling his hands.
“You helped me last time… and I really really liked it… but I felt bad because I never got to do anything for you. And then I saw you showered this morning.” Second belt stripped from its loops and oh so casually dropped to the floor.
Mika’s head snapped forward at the insinuation. “What do you mean-”
“You always take showers at night.” Jimmy paused, hands wringing around the last of the belts as he gave him a deathly stare.
“I… fell asleep.” Suddenly feeling guilty.
“You never just… fall asleep.” He dropped his glare, working the leather out of the clasp and started snaking it out. “Fidget says that… everyone does something different. He has different parts from us, and you probably do too.”
“YOU TALKED TO HIM ABOUT MY PRIVATES!!!” He screeched. Ready to start a further tirade of keeping private things private when he was rudely interrupted. Blinking in surprise as Jimmy kissed him hard, glaring him down. Was this an angry kiss? Or did he just want Mika to shut up. Well it worked because now the tinkerbot was completely flustered.
Jimmy didn’t pull away. Teasingly parting his lips and biting Mika’s bottom lip as they both felt the final belt fall free, and that zipper come undone.
“You know…” Mika’s words somewhat muffled as Jimmy still had a firm grasp on his lip. “You did not have to take them completely off… to get around them.”
Jimmy growled, letting go of his lip and crossing his arms over his chest. “Who is doing this? You or me?” He pouted. Mika was slightly confused at the question. Obviously Jimmy was, he was just giving helpful criticisms. “I’m giving… and you are receiving. And you are going to let me figure it out… okay?”
Mika swallowed hard. That felt harder to accomplish than it should have been. Slowly he nodded his head. “Alright… this is… your show.”
“Good.” Jimmy nodded in triumph. A large smile back on his face as he returned his attention to Mika’s lap. Seeming confused a moment. “Uh…”
“The zipper…” Mika tried to encourage without guiding him too much. Budding with excitement. All those sweet dreams from last night were coming true. He would get to watch them unfold right before his eyes, feel all those imagined gentle caresses.
“Yes right.” The brass bot nodded, more down to business than romantic. He pulled the toothed apparatus down to its base. Giggling like a child who just found the secret stash of candy, he wiggled his fingers. Cracking the ball joints in his knuckles, the way Fidget had taught him, before gliding his fingers in and pulling Mika out.
The air around them suddenly felt heavier as Mika let out a puff of steam. His hips stiffening at the initial touch before rolling back down in the seat. Eyes half closed as he let out a heavy breath. Jimmy’s serious tone was melting to fascinated curiosity as he looked him over. Pondering his circuits and panels. Trying to remember what Mika had done to him, what Fidget explained.
“It’s… pretty…” Jimmy stared in awe. Those beautiful green eyes at their widest.
“... Th-thank you?” Mika panted, desperate for more touches but willing to wait for him to feel comfortable.
“No no I mean… I like it.” He smiled fondly, straightening his index finger and running it down the length from Mika’s head to his base. Causing the tinkerbot to shutter and roll his head back. All the teasing! “Fidget said… sometimes we don’t always like what we find… but we still love it because its attached to someone we love…” The brass bot then, and now, still unaware of how that was true for Fidget. “But I like it.”
“I am glad.” Mika sighed breathlessly. Lips quivering as Jimmy seemed to be taking his time. He bounced his knees, trying to be encouraging as the brass bot just poked and stroked with one finger at a time. It was agonizing. Just barely enough to be anything.
Mika clenched his teeth, head still rolled back. Hands slowly raising and itching to pick up the pace. To show Jimmy, to guide him on all the little nooks and crannies that he knew himself too well. He let out a sharp gasp as he felt Jimmy squeeze him in a very tight fist. Lurching forward as one eye flinched.
“Like that?” Jimmy smiled, so eager.
“Too… tight!” He released his tightly held breath as he also released his tightly held grip. Relaxing again. “Do you… want me to show you?”
“No! I’m doing this.” Jimmy pouted, pushing Mika’s hands away. “See?” He wrapped his hand back around his shaft. Loser this time, much more pleasant. Smiling in triumph as Mika released a thick cloud of steam from his eyevents. Relaxing back in the chair. Jimmy giggled, watching the clouds. Oh how he always loved the steam.
His pace was slow as his fingers explored. Occasionally gripping tighter again, only stopping when Mika would wince. He wanted to focus on it. Wanted to relish and writhe in the fact that this beautiful, stunning, angel was giving him all the things he had dreamed of. But his tinkering mind could not stop. His hands itched, they knew these ports and pipings better. He wanted to fix it.
“The right side…” Mika instructed, hands drifting closer.
Jimmy frowned, tilted his head as he pressed a harder finger against the warm circuit and thick piping on the left side. Causing Mika to groan in frustration.
“Other side!” Unable to control himself as he took Jimmy’s wrist, wrapping his own fingers over his brass ones and guiding him. He let out a relieved puff of steam before his hand was pushed away.
“You gotta let me do it!” Jimmy pouted, picking up a faster pace, which slowed quickly again.
All the little nuances of him exploring taunted and tormented the ginger’s desperation for control. A shaky moan as unconsciously his hands raised again, taking Jimmy’s wrist and trying to guide him to the parts in demand of attention. And once again he was batted away. Only after the fourth occurrence did Jimmy reluctantly give up. Crossing his arms angrily over his chest and glaring him down.
“Stop it.”
“I am sorry Jimmy.” Mika apologized breathlessly. Sitting up and jostling the bot in his lap. “I.. I am just trying to help. To guide you.”
“You want to lead.” Jimmy growled. “And I want to do that.. I’m being nice. For you.”
“I know… and I love it-”
“But if you can’t keep your hands to yourself, then I’m just going to stop.” The look on his face meant he was serious. And Mika was taking him very seriously.
“I do not want that to happen.” He sighed with a rattling breath. Closing his eyes slowly in guilt. “I can not help it. My hands need to work.” Just the thought of Jimmy giving up broke his heart. This was what he dreamed of for endless nights. And the only thing stopping it, was himself.
“Its okay… I know you need things perfect. You need to work.” Jimmy pouted, cupping the veterans metal cheeks with both hands. “I have an idea.” He spoke softly. Giving him a soft kiss before he got off of his lap. Collecting a belt from the floor and twirling it in his brass fingers. Smiling wide as he ran his hands down Mika’s arms, pulling them behind his back and behind the chair. “Is this okay?” He asked softly. “You won’t bother me… and I don’t have to stop.”
“You know I could easily break it.” Mika was overthinking the scenario. Analyzing all the different components of what could go wrong.
“Would you?” He started to make his tie, swirling and lacing the leather around his wrists.
“No. I like that belt.” Mika curled his lips up in a pout, reluctantly giving in.
The knot was made. Tight enough to be pulled against, but loose enough that Jimmy could undo it. “Is that good? Comfortable?” He watched as Mika gave his bonds a light tug. “Good. Now I can try again. Without being interrupted.” He snickered, leaning down and planting a big sloppy kiss on Mika’s cheek. Knowing that not being able to wipe the fluids off his face would irritate him.
Happily he plopped back down in Mika’s lap with a hard thud. Taking full advantage of the fact that Mr. Bossy Boss wasn’t allowed to make commands. Smirking as he went back to work. Teasingly running two fingers down the thick pipeline in the back of his shaft and watching his expressions greedily.
Mika let out a soft gasp and a pant of steam. His hands instantly jerking at the belt, wanting to take command. And in that split second something sparked in him. He couldn’t take control. His sensors growing more sensitive at the prospect. His frustrated mind started to clear. He Could. Not. Take. Control. There was nothing he could do to change this outcome. It was tantalizing, relieving, and terrifying at the same time. Now each touch from Jimmy was more exciting. Sending stronger shockwaves through his circuits. He could not control it.
“J-Jimmy…” He panted heavily. Eyes growing listless as he stared up into those smirking emeralds. Hands tugging at his restraints. Now immersed in the strokes and touches, merely wanting to run a hand through those glorious blond locks.
“Mikaaa….” He purred, rolling his hips forward as he tightened his grip. Running a thumb over his head before pressing it against his piping and bringing it back down. Taunting him as he leaned closer, whispering inches from his lips. Panting hot steamy breaths as he stared down at him. “Is it okay?” He pouted, playing innocent again.
It was driving him mad! Wrists tugging harder as he breathed heavier. His hips trying to rock into his hand. Desperately bucking for control that was just barely out of reach. “... B-beautifully… luv…” He winced, feeling the energy starting to build up.
“Does it feel… gooooood?” Jimmy batted his eyes, running his free hand over Mika’s shoulder. Letting his fingers walk down his back before his fingers digging in want. Biting his lower lip as he purred, picking up his pace. Charging up that friction.
“GAHD YES!” Mika’s eyes clenched shut tightly. Head rolling forward and pressing against Jimmy’s chest. He couldn’t breathe, or thought he couldn’t. The steam building up, fogging up every surface. Surrounding them in the light airy cloud, much to Jimmy’s amusement.
“Do you want mooooore? I only want to make you happy.” His fingers scratching up Mika’s back, running through his red hair and pulling him closer against his chest.
Mika let out a heavy moan, hips bucking hard into Jimmy’s hand. Faceplates contorting into a slew of different expressions. Losing the ability to speak, eyes rolling back in his head. No longer questioning Jimmy’s abilities to take charge. He definitely had an idea of what he was doing, when he knew no one could stop him.
“JIMMY! I--!” He started to tremble. The pent up charge sparking at the surface. Like a shrunken thunderstorm trapped inside, waiting to pop. Only a few more strokes before release.
“Mika~!” Jimmy pleaded with him. Rocking his hips excitedly as he was drawing him to the epitome of pleasure. Knowing it was all by his own hand.
“JIMMY!” He shrieked again. That first spark. And as the brass bot echoed his call he lost that final shred of control.
Thrusting hips, neck whipping back, hands pulling desperately at their binds, and screaming out, he came hard. The spark of electricity shot through Jimmy’s hand, charging his circuits all the way up his arm and barely fizzling out as they reached his neck line. Heavy condensated liquid dripped out and over his tight grip. Both bots writhing in the shared pleasure, screaming and moaning for the other, before their mechanical work bodies flickered back to a relaxed position.
Jimmy was the first to recover. Perched triumphantly over Mika’s spent metalwork. Leaning his elbows on the scrap bot’s chest and giggling giddy and charged. Watching as the ginger’s eyes fluttered, trying to find the strength to form coherent sentences again.
“I felt that. I felt all of that. I felt it all the way up.” Now hyper, opposed to Mika’s tranquil feeling. Only getting a slow nod in return. “LETS DO IT AGAIN!”
His head couldn’t have snapped back to attention any faster. Quickly giving him a pleading pout. “No… please. Jimmy luv. Let me catch my… my breath first…”
“Aww… okay…” Back to his usual childish, carefree innocent self. Jimmy let out a content sigh, wrapping his arms around Mika’s chest and nuzzling against him. “So you liked it?”
“Very… much so…”
“And I did a good job?”
“Très bon…. Magnifique…” He took a gulping breath, actually starting to calm now. Able to breathe again. “Vous avez fait un travail merveilleux, ma fleur”
“Ooooooo…. Its always so pretty when you speak like that.” He snuggled closer.
“Jimmy…. May I ask you one thing?” His voice soft and pleading. Worried, Jimmy spun up straight. Running his hands through Mika’s hair and smoothing it back out of his face.
“Anything!”
“Can you untie my hands now? It is quite uncomfortable.” Mika muttered quietly, a shameful look in his eyes, giving the belt a gentle tug.
“Aw okay but…” He pouted, hanging his head. “If I do, that means I can’t do this!” Taking full advantage of the situation as he started to tickle Mika relentlessly. Relishing in the tinkerbot’s pleading giggles.
Description: Jimmy and Mika are cuddling on the couch watching a movie by themselves. Then a sex scene pops up and Jimmy starts getting curious. After some flustering flirting, Mika finally decides to show him what its all about.
It was a quiet part in the movie. Those always seemed to lose Jimmy’s attention. Too much staring longingly in each others eyes. He sighed, leaning back into the crutch of Mika’s arm and lazily pulling out more popcorn from the bowl. He couldn’t see the amount of steam that was pouring from Mika’s eye vents. With shaking hands, Mika slowly slipped an arm down. Holding his breath as it slid, palm flat, against Jimmy’s chest.
Jimmy didn’t seem to mind. Liked it even. Pressing his own hand against it and holding it closer as he got more comfortable against Mika’s side. What was this called? First base? or Second? Mika wasn’t sure about Fox’s baseball references when it came to relationships. But he was sure it was at least one of them.
“Mika?” Jimmy’s angelic voice interrupting his thoughts. Pointing to the screen in confusion. “What are they doing?”
“Hmmm?” Mika finally managed to stutter out. Not able to form real words yet. He cleared his throat, trying to adjust in his seat and turned to the screen. Eyes going wide, cheeks burning hot and steam expressing from every vent. It was a very graphic sex scene. “AHHH!” He screamed and jumped for the remote. Trying to turn it off, or to a different channel. When he sat up he dropped the bowl, and then remembered the reason he was covering his lap in the first place. Oh dear this was trouble.
Jimmy was confused as Mika fell back on the couch, giving up on the remote and covering his crotch with both hands. The brass bot raised an eyebrow as he put the tv on mute and turned back to him. “Are you… okay?”
“FINE!” He tried to calm himself down. Turning his head away, still steaming, and desperately trying to think of something other than the dirty thoughts clouding his gears.
“You’re not acting fine… and you’re steaming a lot.” Jimmy pouted, running his fingertips through the hot air. Always jealous of the bots who got to make such pretty clouds.
Mika’s gasps were struggling. Staring at Jimmy’s chest at eye-level as the bot played with his steam clouds. It wasn’t that he had never been this close to him before. Not that he couldn’t smell his oil and metal before, or see all the little dents and screws before, or just stare up into his gorgeous green eyes before. But something about the whole evening made each minor detail hold the weight of the world in his clockwork heart.
Finally, after several heavy breaths. Mika relaxed. Smiling fondly as Jimmy tried to make shapes in the puffs of air. He did ask a question. Maybe this was THE night. He was feeling confident, strong, maybe he could actually… tell him. “Jimmy?”
“Yeah?” The curious bot tilted his head, the steam running flat. Pouting as he fell back on the couch, watching the air above Mika’s head expectantly for more.
“Do you… really want to know?” He swallowed the building oil in his throat. Trying to straighten his shaking hand and taking Jimmy’s rather forcefully. Calling the younger bot’s attention, tilting his head to the other side as he thought about it. “What… what do you know… about-” Mika flushed, trying to think of a better way to phrase it. He was at least quadruple the age Jimmy was, how did he learn it?
“Sex?” Jimmy blinked, stating rather flatly and making Mika choke in surprise. He started patting Mika on the back, trying to get him to breathe again. “Are you okay?”
“I… was not… expecting… that!” Mika gasped, covering his mouth as he coughed up fluid. Catching his breath and shaking his head. “Jimmy. I thought… you were asking me what they were doing? Where did you learn uh… learn that.”
“I’m not a kid. I’m 19!” Jimmy pouted, taking his hand back and crossing his arms over his chest. “You don’t think I can figure some stuff out? I’ve seen those magazines Fox hides under his bed… and I can only assume Smokes and Fidget aren’t actually hurting each other when they disappear together. I mean… they always seem so happy about it no matter how much screaming they do.”
Mika’s head rolled back, more steam as the swirls formed in his eyes. Oh god he’s heard Smokes and Fidget. One hand raising desperately and twitching as his fingers wiggled in the air. He would have to talk to them. Tainting sweet and innocent Jimmy with their perversions.
His head started to tilt forward when he felt Jimmy crawl into his lap. The brass bot putting a leg on either side of his hips. Leaning forward and glaring him down from his hovered position above him. His hardened stare was uncharacteristic of Jimmy’s usual playful manner. Mika was starting to worry he had upset him.
“So then what… are you asking me?” Mika’s voice was quiet. He could hear his clockwork heart rattling in his ears. Feeling Jimmy sitting right in his lap, staring him down like that, asking these questions!
“I was asking… what are they doing because I’ve heard of it, and I’ve seen pictures… but I don’t know how it works.” His scowl fading back to a look of confusion. He leaned back in Mika’s lap and ran a hand through his hair.
Mika cleared his throat, trying to sit up as best he could. “O-okay… when… two… people love each other very much--”
“Like we do.” Jimmy nodded, adding his point to the conversation. Smiling as Mika became flustered again.
“Y-y-yes… they kind of… uh-” He frowned, trying to show with his hands. “Lay ontop of each other?”
“Like we are now?” Jimmy gave a quick bounce in Mika’s lap. Making the other bot softly screech. Throwing his hands on Jimmy’s hips to steady him.
“Y-Yes!” Struggling to regulate his breathing. “They… they… um… I forgot what I was saying.” HIs cheeks bright red, steam pouring out in heavy puffs much to Jimmy’s amusement.
“What’s that?” Jimmy gave a coy smile.
“What is what?” His voice shaking.
Continuing his smile Jimmy gave another hard bounce, hitting Mika’s hard-on and making his head roll back in a moan. “That. What is that. I’m just gonna keep doing it until you explaaaaaaaain.” He rolled his hips again. Feeling Mika’s grip tighten on him. Watching with glee as the tinkerbot panted.
“J-Jimmy!” Mika’s lips trembled, wanting it to stop but not wanting it to stop.
“Mmm?” Jimmy panted back. Not realizing just how into it he was. His hands grasping on the back of the couch to balance himself. Closing his eyes. Oh… this was really fun. Giving him a few more fevered humps. Blinking a few times, face softening as his core began to whirl with the excitement. This was what they were doing? He was doing it right then? “Mmmmmika…. I-” His breath hot and heavy when he stopped.
With the pleasing motions paused, Mika was able to concentrate again. Slowly opening his eyes and staring up at the dumpling in his lap. He could see his nervousness. The two stared longingly for several minutes. Both trying to regain their ability to speak. Something more feral driving their programing. Neither one quite able to explain it. “Jimmy… “ Mika broken the silence first. “Do you… want to do this?”
Jimmy was blushing brightly, confused and too excited with no place for his steam to go. Putting his bent index finger between his teeth and nodding his head slowly. He could feel the tension building, but he had yet to find out how to release it. “I don’t… know… what to do…”
“Shhh okay. It is okay.” Mika gave him a comforting smile. Running his hands gently up the other’s back and relaxing him back on the couch. “We do not have to do everything… we can take it slow… I can show you… and we can stop at any time. Do you want that? I am not going to force you.” He was surprised at his own firm tone. But he was able to take command. And if there was anything Mika knew the best, it was how to lead.
Jimmy laid back, propped up on his elbows. His green eyes glistening as he nodded his head slowly. His circuits starting to misfire, but in a different way. They didn’t hurt, but it made everything more sensitive to touch. He was blinking a lot, nervous.
“If you want, I can tell you what I am doing. As I am doing it?” Mika tried to encourage. Leaning down and giving him a soft kiss. As their lips pressed against each other he could feel Jimmy relax more. The trembling of his mouth against his slowed, his breath slowed, his hands relaxed. Slowly pulling back and continuing that soft smile.
“O-okay…” Jimmy laid back flat, staring at the ceiling. “I like the kissing thing.”
“I know you do.” Mika laughed. Trying to pull him out of his ‘at the robot dentist’ position by kissing down his cheeks, and then his neck. Jimmy was trying to make his whole body straight like a board, waiting for whatever he was going to do. But with each soft, teasing kiss from his love, he relaxed even more. And as Mika hit his collarbone he even let out a soft moan.
“... It… tickles… sorta…” He wasn’t sure how else to explain what it felt like. His fingers starting to dig into the crumbled blanket they were laying on.
“In a bad way?” He didn’t lift his head, trying to unbutton Jimmy’s shirt with one hand. Struggling a bit, but he was in charge of this operation. He would never let Jimmy see his fumbling. And the brass bot’s verbalizations of enjoyment gave him more incentive to work.
“No… no it’s good… it’s really… gooooood…” Jimmy’s head rolled back as his shirt was finally opened. Smiling, Mika bent in and pressed silicone lips against his warmed metal. Jimmy’s reaction immediate. Another heavy moan and his knees pulled up, squeezing together as his fingers grasped the blanket tightly.
Jimmy was entranced, letting out gasps and whimpers instead of words. Mika could tell he was doing his part well, but it was time to move on to the next stage. He continued his light touches with one hand, kissing his exposed chest softly, as his other slid down his torso. As his fingers trailed over the zipper of Jimmy’s pants, the bot let out a soft wail. His hips unconsciously rocking up into Mika’s hand.
“May I?” Mika asked for permission. Fingers starting to undo his pants. Jimmy panted breathlessly, nodding his head furiously with gasping moans. “Thank you. You need to put your legs down first.” Instructing as he took his hand away and put it on one of Jimmy’s knees. Chuckling as the younger bot pouted and pushing his legs down flat against the couch. “Thank you.” He said again, still trying to be gentle.
He paused, watching him for a few moments with that grin still. Jimmy was completely unwound, on edge, and desperate for him. And it was beautiful. Every sound he made, every squeak, every whimper, every flutter of his lids. Utterly entrancing.
“Why did you stop?” Jimmy pouted, frantically trying to catch his breath.
“I am sorry…” Mika apologized with a smile, fingers walking back up Jimmy’s legs. “I was just observing the masterpiece that is you. You are so handsome.”
Jimmy chuckled between gasps, legs twitching and rocking up into each touch of his fingers. “Y-yeah?”
“Definitely.” He continued that smile, making it back to his zipper. “Lovely. Majestic. Admirable. Beautiful.” Now undone, he slipped his hand inside. His metal fingertips grazing against his metal rod. He almost thought he could feel the sparks as Jimmy’s back arched with each teasing touch. “Tes yeux sont comme les plus belles émeraudes.”
“Hmmmmmhaaaaa!” Jimmy squealed, hips thrusting up as Mika wrapped his hand around his cock. “MIIIIIIIKKKKKAAAA!” He screamed. Covering his mouth with one hand while the other pressed firmly against Mika’s chest. His fingers trying to dig into his metal, only instead grasping at his shirt hard.
“Do you want me to stop?” He teased, pausing only a moment.
“No! Please! What… what did you say?” Jimmy pleaded. Rocking his hips into his hand, trying to force him to start again.
“The Livasen?” He chuckled, slowly working his wrist in a soft pumping motion. Smiling wider with each twitch and twist from Jimmy as he hit the base and pulled back to his head again.
“... Yeeeessssss….” Jimmy panted harder, head rolled back. Mouth dropped open gaping as drool escaped the corners of his mouth.
“Your eyes are like the most beautiful emeralds.” He whispered in the Brass Bot’s ear. The hot steam from his vents enveloping the two. Laughing at more of Jimmy’s squeals. “Je pouvais regarder que vous respirez toute la journée.”
“Mika!” His grip tightening, hips rocking faster, head thrashing side to side. Mika took the hint, picking up his pace. Stroking him faster. Feeling his metal shiver in his tight grip with each passing stroke and rotation.
“À vos ordres, je ferais n'importe quoi….” Finding it hard to breathe himself. Watching Jimmy writhe in the pleasure he was giving him. Hearing him call out his name.
“MIKKKAAA!” He was full on screaming now. His body trying to pull him tight. He felt like he was going to explode. He couldn’t express steam the way other bots could. What was going to happen? Where was this energy going to go? He couldn’t think, he couldn’t process. Barely could hear the beautiful words Mika was whispering in his ears. “I’M GONNA POP!”
“Do it.” Mika encouraged, working even faster. Pulling his thumb forward and pressing hard against the thick pipe in the back of his shaft. Trying to milk the oil, or matter, or whatever out of him.
“I’M! GONNA! MIKA! PLEASE! I’M GONNA!” He let out a high pitched shrieking scream. His back arching as he lurked forward into Mika’s chest. His whole body trembling as his hips thrusted hard into his hand. Mika kept his hand working. Feeling the spray of warm green matter between his fingers. Feeling his cock jump in his grip and milking it for every last drop. Eyes wide as he watched Jimmy’s first orgasm.
The brass bot rolled through so many emotions, and his face contorted with each one. His screams eventually died out as the rollercoaster ended. His tight grip releasing from Mika’s shirt. His buckled knees giving out and falling back to the couch. His propped up head falling, and his eyes rolling in the back of his head. Distressed breathing as he crashed on the couch.
Mika watched it all with the biggest grin on his face. Loving every minute Jimmy had lost control. Humming quietly to himself as he withdrew his hand. Staring at the green mess that dripped between his fingers and down his wrist. Usually any sort of mess should have been washed off immediately. But this was Jimmy. This WAS Jimmy.
“Did you enjoy it?” He purred softly.
“Uh…. huuuuh…” Jimmy nodded his head sleepily.
“Will you want to do this again sometime?”
“Mmmhmmm.” More adamantly nodding his head. Mika merely chuckled, taking Jimmy’s hand in his clean one and lacing their fingers together. Still inspecting the green slime in his other fondly. “Mika… was that… was that what they were doing? In the movie?” He yawned, trying not to fall asleep.
“No luv….” He patted Jimmy’s exposed chest. Giggling at his whining pout. “Someday… someday we can do what they were doing. We can work up to it. Okay?”
“Okay….” He yawned, trying to snuggle closer to Mika. Resting his head against his chest and wrapping a lazy arm over Mika’s side. “Mika?”
“Yes?”
“... Is it… okay if I take a nap….”
“Of course.”
“Okay….” He yawned again, voice growing distant as he started to drift off. “Mika… thank you….”
“You are welcome, luv.” Blushing as he kissed the top of his sleepy little head. Running his clean hand through those blond locks. “I love you.”
“I love… you…. too….”
Mika couldn’t help but let out a childish giggle. Still staring at his hand, and then staring at sleepy Jimmy against his side. Quietly, he slumped himself between Jimmy and the couch, the brass bot close by his side. As his head laid against the couch pillow, he closed his eyes and burned Jimmy’s expressions into his circuitry. His dreams couldn’t have been any better.
