#markus always asks

#8

It was a long night.

In reality, they all had long nights. Connor with his detective work; Markus painting and attending lectures and meetings. Each android understood the workload of the other, and they also understood that on some nights, they each needed a little time to recharge before they could be themselves again.

That night was tonight. In particular, it was Markus.

Markus had to go to meetings to meet with more governors, more politicians, to advise people. It was a day consisting of dealing with humans and traveling to far away distances and, for the nth time, Markus understood the human expression of “worn down to the bone”, despite him never having bones within his body. It simply felt like that.

That night Connor could sense the exhaustion and gave a solution.

“Would you like me to massage your back for you, Markus?”

Markus glanced up from his pillow and nodded, rolling over and stretching. He rested his head against his pillow and sighed, trying to ease his tense body. “That would be lovely baby yes.”

Connor got up and climbed onto his lower back, sitting just before the curve of his ass. He pulled out some sweet smelling lotion near their nightstand and began to rub it on his fingers, attempting to warm plastic digits up without the use of temperature regulators. “I know we don’t have flesh, nor nerve receptors but massages always seem to help you. I understand you probably had a long day and need to sleep but I’ve heard massages relieve stress, and-”

“I understand Connor,” Markus’ muffled reply came from the pillows. He was laughing slightly as an indication from the shake of his shoulders. Connor went on technical explanations when he grew uncomfortable. “I appreciate this 100% my love.”

Smiling Connor reached forward and rubbed slowly, pressing down into hardened areas of the synthetic flesh. It mimicked human flesh, knotting up at certain points due to overexertion. Markus practically melted into the touch, groaning softly in pleasure each time Connor's nimble fingers smoothed over skin. They were warm and sent a lulling sensation to his systems, almost triggering his sleep mode.

Connor smiled fondly as Markus seemed satisfied, huffing soft noises of approval and growing more and more loose. The tension in his boyfriend's shoulders dissipated, until all that was left was the trust and pleasure the android detective left. In response he leaned down and placed a kiss against Markus’ back, right between his shoulder blades.

He trailed the kisses up and to the notch in his spine, before rolling off and kissing him on his bicep.

Markus turned his head and smiled sleepily from the pillows, his eyes shining. He pulled back his skin and laid the glowing plastic hand across Connor's similarly glowing plastic cheek.

All Connor could read where the words “I love you.”

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