It's Not in My Programming

Five: Defensive.

connor knew he wasn't going to get answers, so instead he went over to his chest in the living room and took out a large DPD hoodie and a work uniform.

"what are you doing?" hank asked warily.

"i'm going to go stay with a friend tonight."

-

connor knows that he has explicit permission from markus to use the guest room whenever he wishes, so he's going to take advantage of that offer now. what better time?

he made it into the apartment and tried to be quiet because he didn't want to cause a scene, but when connor walked past markus' room the older android was sitting up in bed reading a book. he looked up and seemed alarmed, but quickly relaxed into a smile.

"hey connor," he greets, setting his book down. "what brings you here so late? it's almost 10," he asks, slowly taking notice in connor's change of clothes.

"i'm going to stay the night here, if that's okay with you..." he trails off.

markus just nods and smiles softly. "of course. like i said, you're always welcome to use the extra room. there's no bed, only a couch, but you're free to come in here with me if you need to."

with that, connor walks to the guest room and gently shuts the door, changing so he's in nothing but his own boxers and DPD hoodie that managed to go down to his mid thighs. at this point, there's no reason to wear the boxers for the sake of decency, so he shucks them off.

he has a seat on the couch, turning the small tv on. he lazily flicks through the channels until he finds a disney movie, and older one about some princesses. connor settles into watching it, trying to coax himself into stasis. however, it never comes.

he grunts out in frustration after watching the entire movie, standing up instead. he pads back down the hallway to markus' room, finding him asleep in his own bed. connor quietly crawls under the covers, laying on his back on the opposite side of the bed so as to not draw attention to himself.

markus' processors start to whir a bit, letting connor know that he's about to wake up. before he can get out of bed and quickly run back to the guest room, markus is mumbling in his sleepy voice.

"hey, glad you could join me," with a small grin, he reaches over and wraps an arm around connor to pull him closer.

he doesn't resist, instead choosing to lay his head on the older's shoulder. "i apologize for disturbing you. i really can't go into stasis, i have so much on my mind right now that it's giving me error messages."

markus hums, playing with his hair lazily. "what's going on inside that head of yours?"

"hank," connor sighs. "we got into another fight tonight. i finally asked if i could have my own room and he said some pretty mean stuff. i didn't want to stay there anymore."

they sit in a short, comfortable silence. connor may not be an expert on social interactions, but he feels like the silence is good enough on its own.

"do you want to move out?" markus asks after a few moments.

"no, i really do enjoy living with hank. i think i even love him, but he just gets so defensive about some things. i can't stand it anymore."

markus nods in understanding, sighing and just holding onto connor tighter. he'd be lying if he said that this isn't exactly what he needs right now. "do you want me to help you take your mind off things for a bit? put you into stasis?"

connor snorts, pulling his head up to look up at the other. "how so? i won't allow you to do a manual reboot if that's what you mean, i hate-"

"no," markus huffs out a laugh. "there's other ways,"

"like what?" connor asks incredulously.

slowly, markus slides his hand up under connor's hoodie to rub his lower stomach, easily grabbing a hold of his dick.

oh.

"oh," connor gasps out. "like that."

the RK200 laughs softly, lazily stroking connor until he got an erection (which didn't take very long at all). when he's really starting to enjoy it, markus climbs on top of him and situates himself between connor's legs, continuing the hand-job that already has him close to losing it. stamina wasn't included with the new genitalia.

he leans his head back and lets out a breathy moan, bucking up his hips in order to meet markus' hand. markus quickly leans down to catch his lips in a kiss, moving his hand down to instead push a finger past connor's entrance.

he gasps in surprise, pulling away from the kiss. "shit, markus-"

"do you want me to stop?" markus interrupts, pushing up in order to rub at connor's bioprostate. a shiver wracks through his body, causing him to let out another moan.

"no, i want you to dick me down,"

"shut the fuck up," markus groans, adding another finger and thrusting them. "get off urban dictionary for once."

connor laughs softly while arching his back, desperate to take in more. "i'm being serious, i need you to raw me."

markus groans out in embarrassment, slowing down his thrusts. the younger android whines in protest. after feeling a third finger slip into him, he nearly feels like his entire body is going to shut down.

why haven't i tried doing this before?

finally, connor gives up on using any form of sexy language and grabs at markus' arm. "please just fuck me, i'm begging you."

"not tonight," markus grunts out dejectedly. he leans down to kiss on connor's neck, increasing the speed of his thrusts and making sure to keep hitting connor's bioprostate. with a quick moan, he's easily orgasming all over his stomach and hoodie. it takes him a few minutes to jerk markus off to completion as well, but eventually they're both just laying in each other's arms.

"why didn't you fuck me?" connor wonders out loud.

"because," markus sighs. "losing your virginity should be special. i don't want it to be some quickie in the middle of the night after you've been fighting with hank,"

"i don't have a sense of virginity, it doesn't matter to me," connor complains. "besides, it would be fun."

"you're right, it would be fun. however, i think we should just wait."

with a defeated sigh, the RK800 lays his head on markus' shoulder and huffs out a reply.

"that's wack."