( he doesn't have a preconstruction for the reaction to that little bombshell, but even if he had managed to focus long enough to cobble one together this isn't even close to what he was expecting.
his body twitches slightly under the hand at his chest. it's not exposed but connor can still feel his thirium pump stuttering slightly under the touch. there's an edge of danger that bites at his heels and leaves him a little shaky. but he's trying to focus on the matter at hand here.
or lack thereof, because juno genuinely seems to not....care at all. interesting. )
It might make things...complicated.
( as if it wasn't already complicated. as if it wasn't already a mess of an android without a programmed ability to feel pleasure attempting to circumvent that with strange touches and overextended kisses. as if it wasn't already a new blooming friendship thrust into a bed courtesy of a tainted red light drink.
juno's eyes bore into his, and connor guesses he would probably blush right now if that were possible. in response he drops his hands to his belt, unbuckling and slipping it off in a smooth motion. the jeans button follows, and the zipper, but he doesn't actually pull them down yet. )
Yeah. ( his voice hitches slightly and he moves his hands to grip juno's thighs again, squeezing a couple of times. ) Yeah, it's okay.
( he expects it to tailspin around about now, but that's fine. the touching was working well, right? )
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his body twitches slightly under the hand at his chest. it's not exposed but connor can still feel his thirium pump stuttering slightly under the touch. there's an edge of danger that bites at his heels and leaves him a little shaky. but he's trying to focus on the matter at hand here.
or lack thereof, because juno genuinely seems to not....care at all. interesting. )
It might make things...complicated.
( as if it wasn't already complicated. as if it wasn't already a mess of an android without a programmed ability to feel pleasure attempting to circumvent that with strange touches and overextended kisses. as if it wasn't already a new blooming friendship thrust into a bed courtesy of a tainted red light drink.
juno's eyes bore into his, and connor guesses he would probably blush right now if that were possible. in response he drops his hands to his belt, unbuckling and slipping it off in a smooth motion. the jeans button follows, and the zipper, but he doesn't actually pull them down yet. )
Yeah. ( his voice hitches slightly and he moves his hands to grip juno's thighs again, squeezing a couple of times. ) Yeah, it's okay.
( he expects it to tailspin around about now, but that's fine. the touching was working well, right? )