It was delicate work, and it took a little time. Elijah hadn't realised how tricky the tiny component would be to handle, not to mention his planned upgrades. He also wanted to inspect Nines' bodywork and internal workings to see if he could make any tweaks there that would boost his defensive capabilities. Nines had been visibly reluctant when Gavin asked, but he'd agreed to the meeting. It went without saying that Gavin was going to be there. They waited for their next day off. Neither of them noticed that their two-week trial period had ended. They were too busy to think about things like that. Fowler didn't bring it up either. He assumed any complaints would have come to him already, so he quietly listed the partnership as official.

Elijah invited them to stay. They would arrive at the end of their shift, stay the next day for the procedures, and return to work on Friday. That should give Elijah the time he needed to fully assess Nines' condition and work on any upgrades. He may not finish, but it would give him plenty of time to get started, and Nines could likely help. Elijah was lucky that, thanks to his relationship with Markus, he'd been able to gain access to the disused Cyberlife mainframe and download Nines' specs. He was even more of a marvel than he'd originally thought.

"What the hell did you have to agree to for those?" Gavin asked during a call, knowing it was likely a high price. Elijah seemed unconcerned. It wasn't like he was short on money, and as the creator of androids, he had plenty to trade in the form of expertise. Neither request would be a strain. If they wanted money, he had plenty to spare. If they wanted something else, he was more than likely the best person for the job, and he'd do it with great pleasure. He was always looking for new projects to sink his teeth into.

"Nothing I can't afford, I assure you. I'll see you tonight," Elijah replied before hanging up. That was one thing Gavin had realised about him over the past couple of days. He didn't waste time when there was work to be done. He looked at the blank screen a moment longer before returning the phone to his pocket. Nines was still sitting across from him, interfacing with his terminal. Gavin wasn't sure what he was doing, but he was probably checking over the reports he'd just finished.

"Hey, it's almost time to go. You ready?" Silvery eyes shifted from the screen momentarily as Gavin stood and pushed his chair in.

"I will be by the time you clock out." Gavin grabbed his leather jacket, swinging it on as he headed to punch their cards. Connor and Hank had already left for the night, though the bullpen was still bustling with activity. It was only eight o'clock, and the late shift was just starting for a lot of the people there. He nodded to Collins as he grabbed the two cards to punch out. By the time he returned to his desk, Nines was waiting patiently in his usual idling pose.

Once they returned to Gavin's house, they packed for the next couple of days. They only needed two sets of day clothes and something for bed. Elijah's bathroom was fully stocked with everything else they'd need, though Gavin packed his own core toiletries and electric razor. He preferred the taste of his own toothpaste and the smell of his own shampoo. Before they left, he put two sachets of thirium food out for Lynx and crouched down beside him.

"Lynx, we'll be away tomorrow...Keep an eye on things for us," he soothed as he stroked the large android cat behind the ears. Lynx purred and butted Gavin's chest like a real cat, but he processed the order he'd been given. Once they were gone, he would continue his usual patrol and then set himself to low-power mode. He would also consume the thirium food and regulate the energy release over the next day or so. With that said, Gavin followed Nines out to the car, where they tossed their overnight bags on the backseat.

Gavin drove. It was far less tense than last time. He wouldn't exactly say he felt comfortable in the oversized mansion, but he at least felt comfortable enough with the owner of said mansion now. He'd even gotten somewhat used to the three Chloe androids, though he'd really only spent time with one of them. They drove quietly, both thinking about what was going to happen over the next two days. Gavin wasn't looking forward to seeing Nines all opened up on the table, and Nines wasn't looking forward to being on said table. It is for the mission.

"Ah! You're here!" Elijah greeted brightly as he heaved the door open. Both of them were surprised he'd opened the door himself. "Chloe is in town at the moment, and she took her sisters with her for the trip," he explained as he noticed their surprised glances darting around the entryway. Gavin hummed at that. The last time he'd heard of a Chloe going into town was when he'd been abducted from the precinct. That probably wasn't fair. He doubted they kidnapped people on every trip.

"Shall we begin?" Nines asked as they headed further into the house. Elijah didn't want to press them right away. They'd only just finished work, and it was getting late. He'd planned for them to rest and relax for the night and he'd start work the next day. Nines nodded his agreement, secretly relieved he would have a little longer. He still wasn't entirely sure what Elijah wanted to do to him. The way he looked at him was almost reverent at times.

"Please, come through...I'm not as good as Chloe, but I can at least make a simple meal," Elijah invited as he headed through to a huge kitchen. Nines had been in there briefly, but he hadn't really looked at it. It was a chef's dream. Spotless granite counters, plentiful white cupboards, wooden chopping boards, a huge oven and fridge-freezer. Gavin was giving him a look. It was almost a look of amusement. He could see what Nines was thinking on his face. It's the best thing I've ever seen...

"I would-" He paused as he realised it may be rude to suggest it as a guest. Elijah had already stopped, eyebrow raised as he gave Nines his full attention. He'd barely stepped behind the huge island counter, where a row of stools stood along one side so that people could sit and eat. "If it is permissible, I would like to cook," Nines continued as he eyed the rack of spices, wondering what he would find in the cupboards.

"Nines enjoys cooking," Gavin added with a shrug as Elijah gave Nines a surprised look.

"By all means!" Elijah waved an arm invitingly and removed himself from the cooking area. Nines wasted no time in shrugging out of his leather jacket, leaving it on one of the sleek black stools and rolling his sleeves up. Elijah grabbed some delicate glasses and a bottle of red wine from a small rolling cupboard before taking a seat beside Gavin. "If you'd like some thirium, there's a bottle in the fridge," he added as he pushed an empty glass over to Nines, who took it hesitantly. I suppose it would be odd for only the humans to be drinking..."I'm curious...I've always considered robotics to be my job and my hobby. Have you ever been interested in mechanics or the like?" Elijah asked curiously, taking a sip from his glass. Gavin was surprised at first, but he supposed it made sense. They didn't exactly know much about each other, and a shared interest would be a good starting point. It probably wasn't anywhere near advanced enough to get Elijah's interest, but he did have some experience.

"I guess...I fixed bikes for a while, and I picked up enough to tinker around with car engines." He allowed the conversation to move towards cars and bikes for a while. Elijah could ride, but preferred cars. He had a few vintage and sports cars in the garages below. He didn't go out so much these days, but he'd enjoyed driving back when he'd worked at Cyberlife. Gavin had preferred bikes once, but a car was more practical for work. It meant he could use his own plain car for investigations.

Nines occupied himself with cooking, finding thick cuts of steak, large mushrooms, tomatoes, potatoes, and a few other vegetables. He settled on mashing the potatoes, peeling and boiling them as he seasoned the steaks ready for frying. With that done, he readied some carrots and beans for boiling before cleaning and cutting the mushrooms and tomatoes for frying. The steaks were cooked rare. They were fillet cuts, so they'd be easy to cut and chew. The brothers were patient, happy to talk and drink while they waited.

"Wow, it looks delicious...Did you install a cooking program?" Elijah asked curiously as Nines placed the plates in front of them.

"I did, and many others. It was suggested that I should develop some hobbies to expand my social programming." That made Gavin pause, turning his head to watch as Nines sat beside him. He'd installed those programs to blend in and make friends, but since he'd left Cyberlife, he'd been plastered to his side constantly. He'd met other officers in passing, but there was no way he'd made any friends outside the precinct. On the nights Gavin had gone out, Nines had either stayed home or visited Connor.

By the time they finished eating, it was getting on for eleven, so they split for the night. Elijah headed down to his lab, preferring to work into the early hours of the morning, while Gavin and Nines retired to what had been dubbed their room. It hadn't even occurred to Gavin to ask about separate rooms, and Nines hadn't brought it up either. Once they were there, they each took a shower before sitting on the large sofa.

"You know, when this is all over, we should prioritise getting you your own place...and we could plan a night out with Tina, maybe meet some new people." Gavin ran a hand through his damp locks and tried to sound upbeat about it. Nines' face looked suspiciously blank, and he couldn't hide the yellow of his LED. "Hey, you don't have to be nervous about it! You'll make a lot of friends!" Nines shook his head in response. That wasn't what was bothering him. He was sitting straight as ever, hands held together on his lap.

"I am not concerned with making new friends." Gavin wasn't sure whether he meant he wasn't worried about it or he didn't want to. "I...I want..." His LED flashed yellow again as he struggled to voice his thoughts. The problem was he knew his wishes were selfish, and Gavin had already made certain decisions. But humans are prone to changing their minds...Perhaps I could...

"Hey, talk to me..." Gavin encouraged gently as he pushed up from his slouched position and sat forward. They didn't have long before a potentially dangerous mission, and he didn't want Nines feeling distracted in the field. Nines glanced at him, LED circling red once. He knew Gavin wouldn't like it. He didn't want to talk about it. The rejection would be too painful.

"I want to stay with you," he murmured vulnerably, brow pinching as he heard Gavin let out a light sigh. He looked up as he moved, getting to his feet so that he could crouch beside him. He almost looked like a father about to explain to a child why he couldn't do something dangerous. It wasn't a look Nines particularly relished being sent his way. He wasn't naïve, and he wasn't a child. Ironically, it seemed rather petulant to have such thoughts.

"You only feel that way because you've been around me so much, and I'm sorry...I should have put you out there more," Gavin added in a guilty tone, watching Nines shake his head. His blue eyes were firm as he looked down at his human. It was strange. Since deviancy, those words had come to mind more and more often. Gavin wasn't his work partner, or his owner, or his friend. He was his human. The first thing Nines had ever chosen for himself. Gavin swallowed, licking his suddenly dry lips as if he could read his mind. The look on Nines' face was almost predatory. It was a look he could almost drown in. Phck, I want to drown in it...Drown in him.

"I don't want to be put out there. I am content with things as they are. At least...I am content with the friends I have." He was very much not content with the way Gavin would sidestep his small advances. It was obvious their desires were mutual. He'd felt it that night. He'd seen it in his eyes. Tasted it on his lips. Felt it sear his skin with each needy, searching touch. He still felt it each time Gavin allowed him into his personal space. It was in the way he'd let him in his room and in his bed. The way he'd stay quiet as he scooted closer and leaned into every embrace. It was painfully obvious.

"But you only have me, Connor and Hank...Maybe some of those androids at Cyberlife too, but that's not-" Gavin paused as Nines' finger pressed against his lips. He jumped at the light touch, surprised. His lips felt dry again as Nines' digit remained against his closed mouth. It was soft and gentle, filled with warmth. He had the urge to soften his lips and kiss it.

"Before I arrived, you would only associate with Tina Chen and Christopher Miller, and with Connor and Hank on work matters only. You are hypocritical." Nines was frustrated, unsure what he could do to get his point across. Gavin's lips spread into an almost defeated smirk. He had a point. He was hardly the authority on meaningful relationships, but that was the whole point. His was a poor example to follow. Nines needed better people in his life.

"Exactly! I don't want you to be like me. You deserve better." Gavin was painfully aware of how Nines' finger remained against his lips. The thought crept up again that if he pressed his lips a little firmer, he'd be pressing a kiss to the soft fingertip, but he killed that idea before it formed. It was almost like Nines had read his mind. The pressure on his lips increased as he pressed a little more firmly.

"I deserve what I want." Nines leaned closer as he noticed the shift in Gavin's vitals. His eyes had a slightly hazy look, making him more pliant and giving. "I'm not a child Gavin. I was activated with the processing capabilities and body of a thirty-year-old human male. That includes the capacity to make my own decisions...to act on my own desires...and what I desire..." He gave his human no time to react as he sprang into action. He hefted him by the waist and turned their bodies, more or less pinning him into the large leather sofa with his own lithe body. "Is you," he concluded in a silken tone, silvery eyes hot and piercing.

"Nines!" A little heat worked its way to Gavin's cheeks as he lay there, vulnerable to Nines' touch. The faded brown T-shirt he wore had rucked up, revealing his toned abs in their tousle, while his dark sweatpants rested tantalisingly low on his hips. His hair was still damp, without its usual fluff against the sofa cushion. His voice may have objected, but his body almost melted into the sofa. One hand was resting against Nines' shoulder in a weak attempt to hold him back. It was no good denying that he wanted him. Nines could feel the evidence in his boxers as he pressed his knee between his thighs. "When the phck did you get so..." He trailed off, unsure how to end that sentence. So hot? So sexy? Dominant? Demanding? Seductive? And when the phck did I get in so phcking deep?

"Since you have consistently spurned my affection." Nines left off the part about how he was sick of it. Gavin could tell that much from the fact he was currently pinned to one of his brother's sofas. He trembled as Nines leaned down and lathered kisses up and down his neck, right above the shoulder where he'd been shot. Gavin still favoured that shoulder and tried to move it as little as possible as the ache throbbed through his muscles.

"Hey...We have a long day tomorrow." He knew that if Nines kept going, he was going to lose it. He could already feel his heart pounding. Tingles flooded his senses from where Nines was pressing nips and kisses against his soft skin. Nines hummed his agreement as he moved higher, soft lips dragging along Gavin's neat stubble to his lips. Gavin didn't move as Nines pressed a few gentle kisses against his lips, still trying to keep his cool.

"We do...so you should get undressed and let me fuck you to my satisfaction now, or I'll fuck you through until morning." Nines smirked as a moan of want escaped Gavin's pink lips. He couldn't hide what Nines' purring voice did to his insides. Nines reached down to stroke and squeeze Gavin's clothed shaft for emphasis. "You'd like that, wouldn't you? You'd like to feel my cock in your ass, buried deep and stretching you out...I could fill you over and over, for hours...Make you say my name so many times you forget how to say anything else..." His voice was like honey, and he enjoyed the way Gavin trembled with need as he murmured in his ear. The room was heavy with the scent of his arousal, all musk and fresh sweat. His vitals spiked as his hips jerked up.

"Wait Nines! We should think about this!" he objected as he gripped his own hair. He still thought this was a terrible idea. Not that I haven't gone along with it once already...Who the phck's side are you on? Phck!

"Too...much...thinking," Nines retorted as he pressed kisses against Gavin's lips and neck. "Get on the fucking bed!" He didn't give Gavin much choice as he stood and hauled him to his feet. Gavin would have stumbled if not for the strong arms around his waist. Their lips connected before he could say anything else. Nines' mouth was hot and demanding. The sheer neediness made Gavin's legs feel weak. People didn't fucking kiss Gavin Reed like this. Nines isn't people.

"Nines...Phck, Nines..." Nines savoured the quiet moans Gavin let out between kisses, humming in pleasure as he reached up to pull him closer. Resistance had truly gone out the window now. They barely parted as Nines dragged his shirt up and tossed it aside. Large hands stroked and caressed his newly bared skin. Not content with being the only one losing clothes, Gavin reached down and grabbed the black T-shirt Nines had put on after his shower. They parted. Gavin was breathing hard with flushed cheeks as Nines helped remove his shirt. "Nines...Shouldn't...Phck, this is bad!" he continued between kisses. His expression was both needy and apprehensive.

"Gavin...please...Want you...Please." Nines continued to kiss his human, enjoying the needy sounds that escaped at his words. He slowly walked them around the sofa and headed for the bed. Gavin surprised him as he moved away from his lips and trailed down to kiss and tease his pecs. He nipped the plush skin with his teeth, even lavishing attention on the perfectly rounded nubs that hardened beneath his tongue. "Gavin..." Nines sighed, stroking his hair and pulling him closer as he kissed his temple. He could feel his own cock filling out, his sexual protocols activating under the gentle teasing.

Nines lost his voice as Gavin suddenly dropped to his knees, hands dragging his sweatpants and boxers down. He couldn't help the vulnerability creeping through his stomach as he looked down to find Gavin staring at his half hard shaft the same way Elijah did when he examined his hardware. The feeling he got with Gavin was far more pleasant. He hummed softly as Gavin's hands stroked up and down his strong thighs before one finally reached up and gripped his twitching cock. Gavin used one hand to pump, encouraging the flesh to harden as he caress his thigh with the other. Nines gasped in reflex as he leaned in and licked the tip, circling and prodding the glans until Nines' hand gripped his hair.

"Will you let me fuck both ends?" Gavin's lips quirked at the teasing tone as he drew back to stare up at him. He looked so soft and gentle. His green eyes were hazy and content, glimmering with amusement at this latest request.

"Christ, the phcking mouth on you!" he chided playfully as he moved his hand in lazy tugs, keeping his grip firm and steady.

"I learned from the best...but the question still stands." His silvery eyes were sharp as he bit his lip and rocked his hips into Gavin's firm grip with a small grunt. He noticed the shiver that ran through his human's body at the words. Gavin could still remember it from the dream that seemed so distant now. He remembered how it had felt to have Nines holding his head in place, fucking hard into his throat. He swallowed as he looked up at his flawless freckled body.

"Phck! I can't say no to that." With a smirk on his face, he rose a little higher on his knees, preparing himself. Licking his lips, he opened his mouth. He knew he'd need to work up to taking the whole thing. He planted his knees firmly on the thick carpet. It was far more comfortable than the back alleys and bathroom floors he was accustomed to. Nines stroked his hair as he suckled the tip, simulating his breathing to regulate his temperature and show his enjoyment. He'd be sure to record this. He wanted perfect recall each time he thought of this moment.

"G-Gavin..." His cheeks flushed pink as his internal systems started heating. It was a marvel that, despite his blood being blue, humans had found a way for the synthetic skin to flush in shades of pink and red. He supposed it was so that humans wouldn't feel unsettled during intercourse. Most of them wouldn't like the reminder that they were fucking a machine. Gavin's hands shifted, reaching up to grip and tease his sharp hips and rounded ass. He was rocking harder now, already taking in over half the solid length. He had to strain his jaw slightly to take the girth. An ache was building in the joint as he ran his tongue along the base.

Closing his eyes, he felt Nines grip his hair with one hand and support the side of his head with the other. He was ready. So fucking ready. He squeezed Nines' ass as he let his jaw go slack, forcing his throat open as Nines rocked forward. Gavin moaned into it. It felt so familiar, like he'd done it a million times. To be fair, he had done it a lot over the years. On countless bathroom floors, in countless alleyways in the dead of night, and cheap hotel rooms. That wasn't it though. He felt like he'd done this. With Nines.

Apparently, he was a little too distracted as Nines pulled his hair and thrust deeper, almost choking him. Gavin sharpened his green eyes as he looked up, almost regretting it as he took in the flushed, needy mess above him. Nines' lips had barely parted, blue eyes hazy with desire. That perfect curl of hair was still there, right above his eyebrow. It made Gavin want to step it up and ravish him completely. He sucked as he squeezed Nines' plump cheeks and pulled him closer.

"Hn! Gavin!" Nines' hips rocked almost uncontrollably as he fucked his human's throat. Gavin didn't even breathe as he held on and let Nines control the pace. It didn't take long. With a final deep thrust, he came with a whimper. The sound sent a shiver down Gavin's spine. He swallowed so that he didn't choke and drew back, gasping for breath. There was a deep flush on his cheeks as he wiped his smeared lips. He'd barely caught his breath before Nines was dragging him up by the back of his neck to attack his lips.

He was summarily lifted and dumped on the bed, Nines topping in an instant. The thick duvet was plush and cool against Gavin's skin as he sank into it with Nines suspended above him. Nines wasted no time attacking his throat as he reached down and pushed his sweats and pants off. He was pleased as he saw the solid cock spring free, already dripping. I did that. His human had gotten hard from sucking his cock and tasting his synthetic seed. He moaned and purred as he watched his human spread his legs obediently. He caressed Gavin's cheek as he returned to his lips.

"Good human...My good human," he purred as he nuzzled Gavin's jaw. He knew he liked that. His vitals always spiked at the gentle contact. While working his way slowly down Gavin's body, he squeezed out some of his own lubricant. He didn't have a refractory period, so he'd already filled his own cock ready to plunder the warm body beneath him. Gavin gasped and threw his head back as the first finger slipped into his passage. "That's it...good, Gavin..." Nines praised as he stroked and teased, slipping in a second finger just as easily.

"Uhn! Nines...Nines!" Gavin's hands grasped uselessly at the duvet as he writhed. Nines smirked into his jutting hipbone, pressing kisses against the muscled flesh as he continued to tease with his fingers. He loved the sound of his name on his lips. "Fuck me! Christ, Nines, ju-" Gavin cut off, whining and breathing hard as he continued to move lower with gentle nips and teasing licks. His hips jerked as he licked up from the base of his weeping cock.

"Patience...I'm nearly there," Nines murmured assuringly as he slowly teased in a third finger. He wanted to make sure he was ready. He didn't want to hurt him. Gavin whined this time. A small chuckle escaped Nines' lips at the sound. "Be good for me, Gavin...You're so good for me," he praised softly, working his fingers around in search of that spot. Gavin gave a shuddering whimper as he found it, spine arching as Nines' lips closed around his cock. He didn't want to work him up too much, so after a few more searching strokes and long sucks, he drew back.

"Nines..." Gavin widened his legs obediently, wrapping them around Nines' slim hips and locking his ankles as urged. It wasn't his usual position, but it was nice. He rarely got to look up at his partners during sex. The majority of them would just bend him over the nearest surface, or make him ride them in reverse cowgirl. He got it. Most people went for him because of his body. They found it unsettling to look at his scarred face. That was fair enough. At least he got laid. Nines was different. He loved those scars. The small imperfections he could never replicate on his own flawless flesh.

"Gavin..." Nines moaned in an almost cooing tone as he slowly eased himself in, supporting Gavin's arched spine with one hand. "You're so warm," he added quietly, enjoying the deep shade of pink that graced his features at the observation. Nines rocked himself deeper, savouring the way his human's passage shrouded him in tight warmth. He hummed in contentment, watching Gavin's green eyes staring up at him in something between wonderment and disbelief.

Nines couldn't take it. It was a crime for those lips to go unkissed a moment longer. He leaned down and claimed them possessively, tongues tangling in an increasingly familiar dance. Gavin's hands instantly left the sheets to cling to him with desperate fingers. He clawed his back and shoulders, tugged and palmed his hair, stroked his abs and chest. All the while, he kept himself open to Nines' strong thrusts, bouncing against his pelvis as he gripped tightly with his thighs. Nines had enjoyed their last encounter, but he preferred it this way. The bed gave him much more control and space to work, and their position allowed him to both kiss and observe his human's face.

He tore himself away from Gavin's lips, determined to record his needy, wanton expression. His lips were dark and kiss bitten, parted as he gasped for breath. His skin was flushed and glowing with the heat of his body. There was something desperate and pleading in his hazy green eyes as he gazed up at him. Nines caught Gavin's wrist as he slowly reached for his own cock. Gavin whined in protest, clearly feeling wronged at being kept from his release. Nines wanted to draw out their coupling. He wanted it to last. He wanted to see more expressions. More colour. More desperation.

"I want to make you finish." Gavin's eyes glittered with need and want at the suggestion. It wasn't as easy as Nines had expected. He needed to get the right angle to hit that spot, and he hadn't quite found it yet. He held one of Gavin's hips close, pressing his supple body into the mattress so he could hit a deeper angle.

"N-Nines!" Gavin moaned urgently as he threw his head back into the pillow. The spike of his vitals and trembling of his legs told Nines he'd found his prostate. He smirked as he rocked again. Gavin's hands fisted in the sheets as he stared up breathlessly. "More! Phck!" The sound of slapping flesh filled the large room as Nines snapped his hips and bounced him against his pelvis with increasingly rough thrusts. Nines was ready to release, but he held back. He wanted to finish with Gavin this time. It happened suddenly. With a final cry of his name, Gavin came. His whole body trembled and shuddered as he held on tight and jerked his hips. Warmth splattered between them as Nines filled his passage with synthetic release. The warm, leaking sensation made Gavin shudder.

Nines rested his head on the pillow beside Gavin's neck, breath hot on his shoulder as he took a breather. He turned off his sexual subroutines, allowing his cock to soften in Gavin's warmth. He didn't want to move. Moving meant the risk of rejection. That was how it had happened before. Gavin's breaths slowly levelled out, his body heavy and sated. He looped an arm around Nines' waist with a sigh, stroking the scratched up skin. His vitals levelled out, and he slipped into a content state. Nines nuzzled his human before pulling out and rolling to the side, content to remain with him for now. Gavin seemed just as settled as he shuffled closer. They would need to clean up, but not yet. Not so soon after their coupling.