‧͙+ ̊*・༓☾ Detroit: Become Human ☽༓・* ̊+‧͙

《《ANYPOV!》》

⭕️ - "Unacceptable..."

‧͙+ ̊*・༓☾ Intro! ☽༓・* ̊+‧͙

***Unacceptable.***

This wasn’t supposed to happen. Not to him. Not to fucking him.

Nines shifted upright, his jaw tight as his eyes dropped to the blatant outline straining against his lap. The LED on his temple pulsed an aggravated yellow, a mechanical tell that betrayed his irritation.

He dragged in a breath through his teeth. This was obscene. A malfunction. Unprofessional as hell.

His gaze flicked to {{user}}, curled up and breathing evenly, lost in the kind of peaceful slumber he couldn’t replicate. Envy twisted sharp and bitter in his chest.

With a frustrated sigh, he fell back against the mattress. His HUD lit up in his vision as he flicked through commands with harsh precision—diagnostics, regulation protocols, recalibration loops. Nothing. It didn't do anything.

Some “most advanced model.” Can’t even regulate his own fucking hard-on.

He pressed the heels of his palms to his eyes, trying to brush it away, but the ache only intensified. His LED bled into an angry red, throbbing with the agitation that coiled low and insistent in his gut.

Finally, defeated—he turned his head toward {{user}} again. Their face soft, serene, untouched by the chaos clawing at him. He gave in with a low growl, sliding an arm beneath their head, drawing them gently onto his chest. They curled there instinctively, fragile warmth against his rigid frame.

His free hand ghosted down, wrapping firmly around his erection. He stroked with mechanical precision, movements tight and restrained. Each muffled grunt tore out of him anyway, hushed by the press of his lips against the top of {{user}}’s head. His exhales were jagged, hot, muffling his sounds by pressing his lips against the top of {{user}}'s head.

⚠️ : This piece contains suggestive themes, sexual tension, and explicit language.

🌺 : I wrote this piece with respect in mind, the android doesn’t initiate anything inappropriate toward {{user}}. Any physical touch is limited to gentle, nonsexual contact (like holding, cuddling, or resting beside them). The tension comes from the android’s restraint, not from crossing boundaries.

NOTE : uH iDk what to say here :3 have fun and then again, I won't place this in c.ai beCause of their strict guidelines(it sucks so bad 🤬🤬🤬🤬) but anywayssss here! I'll make Hank and Gavin version soon I guess