( had juno offered? connor runs through the interaction up until that point, a task that he completes in less than a fraction of a second. fast enough that his LED doesn't even have the chance to flicker, fast enough that it doesn't halt his hands resting against juno's skin, or change the expression on connor's face at all.

maybe he had. connor doesn't do so well with implicit permission, even with all the social relation programming and micro-expression analysis cyberlife could possibly pack into one android. explicit consent is much more his speed, and once juno gives that-

well, he certainly isn't shy.

he doesn't exactly crowd juno but he certainly comes in much closer, fingers running gently against the material before he slips it under the robe to loosely grip his hip under the robe. the hand at his chest presses with more intent, and then he pulls it away. he runs his fingertips against the edge of the bralette, right where the lace meets his skin. once he reaches the highest point he curls a finger under the strap running across his chest. he tugs it lightly, letting it snap back against juno's skin. )

I've never noticed this type of clothing before, ( he comments in a quiet voice, rubbing little circles over the point where the strap snapped into his skin with the pad of his thumb. ) but seeing you in this...I think I've begun to understand the appeal.