SOFTWARE INSTABILITIES. - Connor x Reader Oneshots || COMPLETED.

THE RETURN 001:{smut} The Elevator. |REQUESTED!|

Well, if she was thinking at all...

...she wouldn't have somehow gripped onto him even harder, pushed him against the wall of the elevator, and asked him-

"You really wanna know... hmm?" she said in a near-whisper, dragging out the "m" at the end of her sentence.

Her face was inches away from his, and she was staring directly in his eyes. Connor noticed her heart rate steadying, like she was preparing herself to do something.

"How the hell are you gonna shu-?"

Then she shut him up.

Their lips collided roughly, and instead of pushing her away like she thought he would, he only wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly. What a strange turn of events for the two of them. Just a minute ago they were screaming and insulting each other, and now... this.

The space between the two of them was nonexistent for a while before Y/N pulled back and broke their lip-lock.
The elevator is silent. Nearly pin-drop quiet, with only the sounds of them both breathing and staring at one another.

"...Quiet now, huh? Looks like someone shut you up after all."

Connor's LED swirls yellow, then blue, blinks back to yellow for a while, then returns to blue.
"You kissed me."

"You kissed me back," she says quickly. "You held me, too."

He's quiet, again.

"You liked it...

His LED is red now.

...didn't you?"

For some reason his pump regulator is beating faster than normal. Pounding. His lips are trembling and LED switching between the trio of colors, trying to decide if he should tell her the truth or not.

Did he like it?! How could he not?
How could he not like being kissed by his partner who does her job with such confidence and prowess? How could he not like feeling her so close? The girl that seems to oddly cross his mind at some point everyday? The girl that bites her lip a little when she's focused or excited? The girl that'll give him a little wink when they crack a case quickly?

How could he not like it...?
How could he not like her?

"I... I, um..." he mutters, looking around at the blank walls of the elevator.

Y/N notices his face is starting to have a light blue tint to it. Her own face starts to develop a small smile.

He's getting... shy? Not long after he was talking down to her, now he's shy?
How funny.
How cute.

"Connor."
"Yes, Y/N, what is it?"

Swiftly, she moves even closer to him than before.
Now with her on his left side, he could feel her breath hit his ear, her lips so close that they almost brushed against his ear's helix as she whispered,
"Did you like it when I kissed you? I believe I asked you that earlier."

"Y/N, wh-"

"Answer me, Con. Come on, you can do it."
Her voice was like velvet in his eardrums. Sweet and smoother than satin.

"I... may have enjoyed it, y-yes."

"May have? Hmm..." she hums for a moment, and stands behind him but makes sure to keep her lips near his ear.
"Connor... you wanna know something?" she drags out the 'r' in just name, "I have an idea, that would help the both of us loosen up a little. Especially since we have time... we'll be stuck in this elevator for quite a while... and I get bored pretty easily."