It was hard to believe they'd made it to their first Christmas. Both as partners and lovers. When he'd first seen Nines standing in Fowler's office, staring at him with those six ethereal blue on black eyes, he'd never imagined them staying partners in the long term. He'd been absolutely certain he'd be gone in a week, even more so once they'd reached their desks and Nines had bitten his face. That was my bad though...He'd never poke a human in the eye. Why should he get away with it just because Nines was an android? Sitting in his living room now, he was actually pretty grateful for that lesson. If Nines hadn't lashed out, he probably would have kept being an asshole. As it was, he'd actually started to pay attention to him as a person after that. Learning his ticks and quirks. Respecting his individuality. Getting used to his rhythm. Adjusting and compromising with that. He even stepped in to keep him out of trouble.

He'd noticed the little things. The way Nines would pinch his top eyes shut if it was too loud. How his eyes would shift from silvery blue to red when he was angry or stressed, and that they glimmered and glowed in the dark. The way he shuddered when he was touched. He was easily overstimulated. If he reached a certain point, his first instinct was to unhinge his jaw and bite. Anyone or anything. It had happened a few times, especially early in their partnership when Nines was still adjusting to crowds. He'd gotten better, but crowded places were still a challenge. Gavin was constantly alert for anyone getting a little too close to his personal space.

He always put himself on the line if Nines got overstimulated. He'd never let him hurt anyone else. If some idiot pushed Nines to biting point, Gavin would step in to hold him and take the bite himself. Nines always seemed to know before he clenched his jaws too tightly. He'd left bruises and small pricks, but he'd never bitten a chunk off, and he knew for a fact he could do that. He'd seen it. Lying shivering in shock and half-dazed, Gavin had seen his true form. The huge, muscled limbs and long, tentacle whips that grew from his back. Sharp blades up and down his arms and long spikes on his back. Sharp claws on his hands and feet. His unhinged jaw. Even the teeth that lined his throat.

Gavin closed his eyes with a shiver as a gentle hand closed over the back of his neck and stroked down between his shoulder blades. He turned his head with a lazy smile and accepted the chaste kiss he knew was coming. Nines was soft like that. You wouldn't think so to look at him. Especially not on a case, but he loved the smaller shows of affection. Of course, he didn't mind when things got a little more heated, either. With that in mind, Gavin turned to pull him closer, opening his mouth in invitation to deepen the kiss. Nines hummed softly as he returned the embrace and licked his willing lips with teasing tendrils.

"Merry Christmas," he murmured softly as he drew back. Gavin smiled as he returned the words. Fuck, it had been a long time since he'd done this. He wasn't sure he'd ever managed to keep a boyfriend long enough to enjoy Christmas before. It was Nines' first Christmas, too. It was almost cute, the way his eyes had widened with curiosity over the lights and decorations put up around the precinct. Connor had even given him some thirium candy as a gift, knowing it was unlikely he'd ever had it before. That had been his first present. Gavin had watched entranced as Nines had unwrapped a candy and placed it on his desk.

His jaw had unhinged just enough for his tongue to creep out with teasing tendrils to cautiously prod and tease the little blue square. Gavin had squirmed in his seat at the sight. The tendrils had plucked the candy from the desk to suckle and pass it between them. He could only guess that each tendril had a different sensor or something. Gavin didn't give a fuck. He'd been rock solid in his pants by the time Nines' tongue had finally wrapped around the little blue square. He'd rolled his tongue until the little candy had completely disappeared before retreating and sealing his jaw. It was one of the hottest things he'd ever seen, and Nines seemed to know it as he raised his heated eyes to stare at him.

Unfortunately, he wasn't the only one who'd noticed. The others had been pretty grossed out by it. Gavin got it. Nines was different, even by android standards, and different was bad. Officers skirted around him, but the holiday season seemed to have brought out the crueller side in some. One day, Gavin went to the bathroom and stopped for a coffee on the way back to his desk. He paused as he caught Jackson and Patel talking to Nines. They were standing in the hall that led to the bathrooms and Jackson was pushing Patel closer to Nines, laughing at him as he planted his feet and tried to stay back. Nines looked patient, but confused by their antics. It took Gavin less than a minute to clock the mistletoe and know what shit they were trying to pull.

"Go on! Do it, man! I know you want some of that tongue action!" Jackson was clearly pleased with himself as he cackled and shoved Patel harder. Nines' eyes thinned in displeasure as Patel stumbled against his chest and gripped his arms so stay on his feet. Gavin cursed under his breath and hurried over, placing his coffee on Connor's desk in his rush to step in. He didn't even notice Connor stop working to follow him with curious eyes. Nines stiffened as Jackson continued to shove, keeping Patel off balance and holding onto him.

"Hey! Back the phck off, Jackson!" However this joke had started out, it clearly wasn't funny anymore. Patel looked nervous but grateful as Gavin shoved him back. Nines' upper eyes closed in relief, shoulders relaxing as he allowed Gavin to handle the two humans. Jackson wasn't so brave once Gavin arrived. It was easy to pick on Nines when he was alone and didn't understand the joke. It was harder with Gavin glaring at them. Jackson's smile faltered somewhat, and Patel looked suitably ashamed of himself as Gavin folded his arms.

"Hey, come on, man! It's just a joke! They ended up under the mistletoe!" Jackson spoke defensively, as if that somehow justified all the shoving and teasing. He's such a phcking asshole! Gavin massaged the bridge of his nose, ashamed to know that he would have done exactly the same thing a few months back.

"I don't understand why this plant should force anyone to kiss." Nines looked up at the small plant with a curious air, likely analysing it to see why it was so special.

"It's just a dumb tradition. Don't worry about it." Gavin paused as Jackson cackled and pointed at him. He was so fucking pleased with himself as he pointed out that Gavin was under the mistletoe with him now. "Is that right..." The smug smirk dropped somewhat as Gavin turned and pulled Nines down by the breast of his jacket. Nines' six eyes were positively owlish as he processed the unexpected sensation of Gavin's lips against his own. His LED had cycled between yellow and red as he analysed the waxy, cherry flavoured balm he had on his lips.

That wasn't the only time Nines was caught under the mistletoe, but he knew what to do now. Mostly, he simply walked away, though he stepped in to help Tina once. She was cornered by Jackson as Patel and Bradwell snickered. She shoved him off and tried to walk off before Jackson grabbed her arm, saying things like it's just a little kiss and it's tradition. Nines didn't need a social program to know that Tina didn't want the attention. He walked over and not-so-gently pulled Tina against his chest.

"Alright, if you won't kiss me, then you kiss him!" Jackson declared in triumph. He smirked and leered smugly, clearly thinking he'd have his way. He was surprised and disappointed as Tina snorted.

"Really? Is that all I have to do to get you off my back? If I knew that, I would have done it weeks ago!" With that, she'd stepped on tiptoe and pressed a small kiss against Nines' lips. He'd accepted it with a blink, unsure how he felt about the unfamiliar DNA profile that popped up in his vision. At least he knew Tina was in perfect health. Perfect and currently fertile.

"Really? You'd kiss him over me?" Jackson was downright offended at the idea.

"Any day of the goddamned week!" Tina called over her shoulder as she linked arms with Nines and led him back to his desk. "Thanks, big guy. I owe you." Big guy? He supposed it was an accurate description of his physique. Gavin wanted to punch Jackson when word reached him later. No one fucked with Tina. Not on his watch. He'd gotten Nines involved, too. That really pissed him off. Jackson only got off because of the cool hand that gripped Gavin's neck, and the heated eyes that pinned him in place with silent promises.

Nines had gone home with him that night. Something that had become a regular thing. His apartment was a little small for two to live together permanently, but regular evenings together were nice. Getting tongue fucked on his bed was nice. Sucking Nines' cock in the shower was nice. Waking up in a tangle of tired limbs was nice. Unfortunately, that was still all that was on offer. Nines wouldn't dick him down until he'd trained his ass to take the knot. He'd tried to get him used to it, but it was probably going to take a while without proper training tools. They just never seemed to get around to buying any, and the ones Gavin had were inadequate.

"I enjoyed last night immensely." Gavin almost scoffed. They hadn't even done anything. They'd just finished a late shift, come back to his place, put the Christmas tree lights on, and watched some cheesy old Christmas movies while cuddling on the sofa. Gavin had no idea when they'd actually gone to bed. He'd passed out on Nines' chest barely an hour after finishing his hastily bought pizza. "I mean it..." Nines' silvery eyes blinked one set at a time as he waited for Gavin to respond.

"You're the only person who enjoys my company," Gavin huffed as he cradled his morning coffee. It was a mocha, because it was Christmas, and fuck his diet. He could be healthy for the rest of the year. Nines leaned in and butted his forehead softly, tugging his smaller body closer.

"That is untrue, though I wouldn't mind if that were the case." Jeez, jealous much? Gavin huffed and rested his head against Nines' firm chest. His chest was bare. He'd removed his scratchy shirt and slacks to sleep the night before. He knew Gavin didn't like the material against his skin, and Nines liked the softness of Gavin's flannel sheets against his sensors. "Besides, you have many gifts." Nines nodded towards the modest tree Gavin had squeezed into the corner by his coffee table. His apartment wasn't big enough for a proper tree, so he'd gone for a little three foot one. That was still a little too big. Beneath the tree was a pile of gifts spilling out from underneath.

"Most of those are for you!" Gavin huffed, enjoying the way all six of Nines' ethereal eyes shot wide at the notion. It was almost like he'd never received a present before. He'd gotten one from Connor at work, but he wasn't sure about before that. Probably not, besides the odd thirium drink he bought for him during work hours. He didn't really count those as presents though.

"For me?" It was almost cute that he needed clarification.

"Sure! And don't worry. I know you don't have a place, so you can keep them here," Gavin replied as he nodded for Nines to look. Nines was touched as he knelt and looked at the labels, dividing them into two piles. His brow furrowed as he noted the discrepancy in the piles. His own had over fifteen gifts, while Gavin only had two small ones. One from Tina and another from him. He had a few cards from other colleagues around the precinct, such as Hank, Fowler, Miller, and Connor, but no gifts. "Aw sweet!" Gavin exclaimed as he opened the small gift from Tina.

"What is it?" Nines asked curiously as he noticed the small box of pictures and the little booklet. It was from the local cat shelter. One of the places Nines had first looked into when he'd met Gabby. He'd considered taking her there, however, she seemed content roaming freely, and her wound had healed since their first meeting. Gavin still hadn't met her yet. He didn't want to risk scaring her off. He was still grinning as he held out the small pile of pictures.

"It's an adoption kit. The local shelter does it every year. You can pay to sponsor a cat, and you get pictures and news updates throughout the year. Tina gets it for me every year. This is Muffin. I've had him for three years now," he added as Nines accepted the pile of photos. Muffin appeared to be around seven years old. He was a standard tabby, though his fur seemed slightly fluffier than a regular cat. He was likely a crossbreed of some sort. There were pictures of him enjoying meals, playing with feather toys and other cats, sleeping in a warm-looking blanket, hopping on high walkways, and staring out the shelter window.

"Why don't you bring Muffin home?" Nines could tell from the look on Gavin's face that he was fully invested in the welfare of this feline. He would likely be sad if someone arrived to adopt Muffin officially, though it was unlikely as an older cat. Gavin seemed a little sad as he waved a hand around the cramped apartment.

"I'm not exactly set up to have a pet around here, and it's not like he could go outside with the main road so close. On top of that, he'd be alone all day! And with the hours we work, I couldn't guarantee I'd be home for feeding time, you know? It wouldn't be fair." Nines held back from pointing out that Hank managed fine with Sumo. The simple solution would be to find a larger home, however, he knew that Gavin likely didn't have the funds for that. Not alone at least. "Anyway, your turn!" Gavin added as he nudged the pile of gifts with his foot. Nines nodded curiously as he opened the first one. It was a turtleneck sweater. A very soft one. He closed his eyes and almost shivered as he ran his fingers over the material. Since he was currently topless, he didn't hesitate to pull it on. It hugged his body snugly and was gentle on his sensors.

"Thank you," Nines murmured as he stroked his chest. Gavin seemed satisfied as he curled up with his mocha and watched. He was saving Nines' gift for a little later. That was probably for the best. Nines continued to open his pile of gifts. There were more tops like the one he was wearing. Soft materials. Black with high necklines. He had two new sets of slacks, which were nicer and less scratchy than his Cyberlife standards, and a set of comfortable sweatpants to wear around Gavin's home. They were soft and stretched more than the work slacks. He also had two sets of warm looking flannel pyjamas. The pile was finished with socks and pants, which Gavin insisted were essential Christmas supplies. "Had I known, I would have bought some for you as well," Nines said in an almost apologetic tone as he returned to his place on the sofa. He was now wearing the comfortable black sweatpants and a pair of Christmas socks.

"You mean this isn't socks?" Gavin's tone let him know he was joking. The box was about as long as his laptop and as thick as a dictionary. It was also a little weighty. Nines huffed in amusement as he waited almost anxiously for Gavin to open it. Gavin took his time, almost as if he were playing a game. He turned the wrapped box over carefully, examining it from every angle. Shaking the box, he hummed as he didn't hear anything. The paper peeled away with a satisfying rip and he examined the plain black box. Nines was pleased the packaging was so discrete. There was a clear edge to the lid, so Gavin slowly pushed it up. "What the-"

Nines was concerned he'd made an error as he watched Gavin's mouth work and no words came. His skin heated, though his cheeks didn't flush. He seemed almost nervous as he finally swallowed and looked up. Unfortunately, standard wouldn't do for their purposes, so Nines had to search the more niche corners of the internet. He'd actually found an excellent seller who'd been able to make items to his exact specifications. Gavin pulled out the smallest of the smooth metal plugs and stared at it in disbelief. It was almost as thick as the fantasy dildo he kept hidden in the drawer of his bed!

"I thought this would be an appropriate gift, considering our intimate status and that we have continually discussed such training in the past," Nines justified anxiously as Gavin turned over the plug, the metal cool and smooth on his fingers. He licked his lips as he looked at Nines, feeling his cock stirring with interest at the thought of putting it in. Phck, this thing is going to stretch me to breaking point! Even the stem was thick. Designed to train his muscles to widen. Widen to take Nines' cock. Gavin set the box aside, keeping the smallest plug in his hand as he got to his knees and clambered onto Nines' lap. Nines looked positively owlish as he gripped his hips and looked up at him. "Did I choose correctly?"

"Yeah, it's a great present," Gavin insisted as he leaned in to seal Nines' lips. Nines hummed softly as his eyes closed. Gavin wrapped his arms around his neck tightly, eagerly seeking more contact as he tilted his head and opened his mouth. Teasing tendrils stroked his tongue and caressed his lips as he squirmed on Nines' thighs. "Phck! I want to take you now!" Nines huffed at his impatience. It was almost touching how eager Gavin was to take his cock. He understood the feeling. He shared the desire to plunder Gavin's body, but he wouldn't. Not until he was fully prepared.

"Patience...You can't take me yet...However, I'm not averse to starting your training." Gavin almost moaned at how hot Nines made that sound. He laced his hand in Nines' hair and pulled as he rocked his hips. Nines was gentle as he hummed an objection and drew back enough to smirk up at him. He was pleased to find a pink flush had worked its way to Gavin's cheeks. "No-no, Gavin...I'm not the one who needs to strip down..." Gavin whined softly at the reproach. "If you're good, I might let you sit between my thighs and suck it later." That was an offer Gavin wasn't about to refuse. He wasn't sure what sort of game Nines wanted to play, but he was pretty sure he could please him enough to get what he wanted. He pressed a small farewell kiss to Nines' lips and left the plug on his crotch as he crawled to the floor on his hands and knees. Like a good human. Nines bit his lip as he watched Gavin settle on the floor at his feet.

The thin carpet felt shitty. It barely protected his knees from the hard floor beneath, but Nines probably wouldn't leave him down there for too long anyway. There was something sinfully carnal about stripping under Nines' watchful gaze. His eyes raked over each new patch of scarred skin that was revealed. He traced the sloping muscles and enjoyed the small bumps that appeared as the cool air hit his naked flesh. Gavin felt strangely vulnerable once he was done. He set his clothes aside and waited patiently, resting naked on his knees as Nines sat fully dressed. He closed his eyes and leaned into the gentle hand that laced in his hair.

"Good, Gavin..." Fuck, he'd never tire of hearing that. "You're being so good, waiting on your knees, even though the floor must feel somewhat uncomfortable." Gavin was pleased Nines understood his predicament. He was doing his best not to fidget, but it really was hard on his joints. His joints were getting picky, though he wouldn't consider himself old yet. He was curious as Nines got to his feet and disappeared into the bedroom, returning shortly with the duvet bundled in his arms. Gavin tried not to laugh as the thick cover was dumped on his head and Nines re-took his seat. Once he fought his way out, he found Nines' eyes fixed on him. The intensity almost made him blush again. "Lie down and touch yourself...You may not finish, but you may show me how desperate you are."

Gavin played into the role of a docile pet. Rather than voicing his agreement, he crawled closer until he could nuzzle Nines' thigh. He closed his eyes as fingers ran through his hair in greeting before he moved away. It wouldn't do to keep him waiting. Returning to the duvet, he folded it in half to make it thicker and more comfortable to lie on. He shuffled Nines' gifts and the discarded paper out of the way before lying down beside the small coffee table, making sure Nines had a good view, despite the table sitting there.

Angling himself so that his thighs were open, he made sure Nines had a good view of his rounded ass and swaying cock. Everything was on display, awaiting his approval. He planted his feet and kept his knees spread wide so Nines could enjoy the view of his abs and pecs. Nines seemed satisfied as he crossed his legs and sat back to enjoy the show, teasing the metal plug between his fingers as he waited for Gavin to begin. Gavin felt the cool air of the room prickle his skin. His nipples were hard before he even touched them, and his fingertips were cold even though he'd been cradling a warm mug moments before.

He rested his hands over his pecs and started stroking, closing his eyes to focus on the tingling sensation. He could almost feel Nines' eyes watching him. His cock twitched at the reminder as he stroked circles on his nipples with his thumbs. There was silence as he touched himself. Nines didn't need to breathe, and he didn't move. A small sound escaped as he stroked one hand lower to rub his abs and navel. He remembered how it felt when Nines' tongue licked him there. The sucking little tendrils almost tickling his skin. He blinked his hazy green eyes open to look at Nines.

He hadn't moved from his earlier place, but his LED had shifted to yellow. Gavin could almost feel him scanning his body. He bit his lip as he finally reached his dripping cock, stroking up and down the soft skin before wrapping his hand around it. He didn't pump yet. Squeezing the shaft, he circled his thumb over the tip, massaging the first few droplets into the skin. He pinched his nipples as he prodded his sensitive glans and circled his thumb. Each little buzz of pleasure sent another throb through his cock, making it stand tall. Nines' expression was unreadable. The intensity of his piercing gaze made him shiver. Nines...

Gavin's thighs trembled as he lazily pumped his cock a few times before moving lower to caress his balls. Needy little sounds slipped out as he massaged the loose flesh and continued to stroke and tease his own pecs. His hazy eyes stayed on Nines, hoping to lure him down. He teased his perineum and prodded his tight ring a few times before stroking back to his balls and cock. It would be hard to put on a good show of fingering himself on his back, but fuck it, he'd try. He started by sucking two of his fingers while gripping and teasing his cock.

Nines continued to watch with interest as Gavin licked and lathered two of his own fingers and widened his thighs. He lifted his ass, putting his weight on his toes as he arched his spine and rested his shoulders on the floor. It looked like an uncomfortable angle, but it was the only way he could sufficiently reach his tight ring in this position. He could reach deeper inserting from the back than the front. Nines watched as he hooked his hand beneath and started circling the tight ring of flesh with wet fingers. His own cock slid from its internal sheath. He wanted nothing more than to disregard his earlier caution and fill the space between Gavin's thighs, pounding his smaller body against the floor until he broke. He closed his eyes for a moment and tightened his jaw in reproach. Momentary pleasure wasn't work the injuries Gavin would sustain.

"N-Nines!" Gavin whined as he pushed the two fingers through the ring. His saliva was a poor substitute for proper lubrication, and he was pushing himself too early. He winced a little as he rocked his fingers, knowing they were a little too dry to be comfortable. Taking two at once was a little dumb, but fuck, he wanted it. He pumped his cock to make up for the discomfort. It didn't sting or burn. It was just a little tight. At his needy whine, Nines let out a small huff. Gavin knew he could see it. He could see how impatient he was, and how he was pushing himself.

"You're quite a picture, Gavin. Lying on your back, fucking yourself on your fingers...How does it feel?" Nines almost purred as he leaned his chin on his hand. He almost seemed smug, like he knew what he was about to say. Gavin whined as he pushed deeper. It didn't feel bad, but since he'd been spoiled with Nines' tongue, he was finding it harder to stimulate himself. He always found it hard to find his own spots. Teasing the ring of muscles felt good, but it just wasn't enough.

"I-it's alright, but-" Gavin paused for a breath as he squeezed and pumped his cock. That felt good, at least. Nines was patient, quietly nodding for him to continue. "Y-you always to it better...Phck, I-I can't reach-Nines, please!" That little plea was all it took for Nines to pat the sofa at his side. Gavin was eager as he got to his knees and crawled up beside him. He gasped and arched his spine as one of Nines' hands reached down to caress his solid cock. Gavin watched as his jaws split and his long tongue slipped out. Gavin was eager as he shuffled a little closer, leaning into the hand that came to rest on the small of his back. He whined and trembled as his long tongue flicked along his stubbled chin. The little tendrils sneaked across his skin, suckling and kissing his neck and working down to latch onto his nipples.

You like that, Gavin...I can feel your cock throbbing. Gavin whined at the teasing words. He could feel it, too. The little sparks that shot down from his pecs to his cock. He opened his hazy eyes as the little tendrils retreated and the hand on his back slipped down to squeeze his rounded ass. Present yourself across my knees. Gavin trembled as he crawled forward and folded his arms on the cushion beside Nines' thighs. He rested his shins on Nines' lap and raised his ass. There was a time he would have recoiled at the mechanical sound of Nines' voice box, but now it just made him shiver. The voice box meant his tongue was released to its full length, and that usually meant good things for Gavin. Higher. He felt a hand on his shoulders, pushing him lower as the other swatted his ass in encouragement to lift it higher.

He was almost face-planting the cushion as he tipped forward on his folded arms. Nines didn't even need to bend down; his ass was so high. His cock twitched as a hand reached down to stroke and tease his pecs. Gavin let out a strangled whine as Nines' tongue licked over his rounded cheek and worked its way along his perineum to the tight ring of flesh. The tip swirled and teased the softened muscles, wriggling and pushing its way inside. Gavin panted and closed his eyes, enjoying the teasing sensation as Nines started thrusting in and out, teasing the muscles wider. His eyes widened as he felt the little tendrils exploring his body. They wrapped around his cock, holding it straight.

"N-No-ph-phck-Ni-Nines!" He could feel a single tendril creeping its way to the tip of his shaft. His body stiffened at the intrusion as it wriggled inside. Nines paused and stroked circles on his ass, patiently waiting for him to relax before the little tendril reached even deeper. Gavin whined and moaned at the unwelcome sting. The tendril twisted and wriggled, making his thighs tremble. He swore it was reaching all the way to his fucking bladder. "Nines-Nines-Nines-phck!" He choked on a gasp as Nines' tongue pressed deeper.

Hold on, Gavin...We're not done. Gavin whined as he held back. He was so ready to spill. The tendrils hugging his cock tightened, painfully cutting off his release. Nines hushed him as he whimpered at the pain, which was soon chased away as Nines' tongue flexed in his passage. He continued to plead and whine Nines' name as he was stretched and widened. Nines took his time, pressing circles against his prostate. The greedy little tendril drank up the trickling milk before it could even spill. It was getting hard to hold back. Be good.

"N-Nines!" Gavin raised his head, eyes wide as Nines removed his tongue and started teasing his loosened entrance with the cold tip of the metal plug. "Please! Please, I want it, Nines!" Nines almost purred his satisfaction as he pushed the plug inside. Gavin's eyes remained wide as he processed the filling sensation. It was like a fist had been shoved in his ass, though he knew the plug was far smaller. He whined and trembled as Nines' tongue moved to wrap around his cock. Some of his tendrils reached back to tease the base of the plug, making him squirm as they pulled and pushed. "Nines! Fuck me! Fuck me, please!" Gavin almost sobbed as a hand reached out to cover his mouth, cutting off his desperate pleas.

Don't tempt me, Gavin. Gavin whined and trembled as he latched onto Nines' arm and held on tight. Tears spilled down his cheeks as Nines' tongue pumped his cock with greedy strokes. He held himself up on his knees, rocking into the pumps. Nines chuckled and patted his ass in encouragement. Desperate moans escaped as Nines' tendrils tugged harder on the plug. It pulled on his muscles, widening his entrance before the plug was pushed in again. That's it, Gavin...Take your pleasure...Spill for me. Gavin didn't need more than that. He rocked back hard on the thrusting plug that pulled at his ring. He could feel it going in and out, sucking in each time.

"N-Nines!" Gavin arched his spine as he came, gripping the arm of the sofa and squirming. Nines' tongue moved to wrap around the tip, tendrils milking him as he spilled. The little tendril inside whipped back and the intensity almost made Gavin collapse as pleasure and stinging pain tore through his cock. He couldn't stop quivering as he finished. He almost fell. Nines stroked his hair and pulled him into a gentle embrace. "Phck, that was..." Gavin was too shaken to find the words as he shuffled to straddle Nines' thighs.

"Intense?" Nines supplied as he accepted Gavin's clinging embrace. Gavin nodded tiredly against his shoulder. Even as his panting slowed, he could still feel the plug in his ass. Stretching him. Training him to take Nines' cock. The thought still made him tremble. He whined as he squirmed on Nines' thighs. He could feel the solid, silicone length straining within his pants. "Are you ready to get on your knees like a good human?" Gavin trembled at the question and nodded. His limp cock almost twitched to life again as Nines snapped his fingers and pointed to the floor. Gavin hopped down like a chastised pet and hesitated in front of him. Nines widened his thighs and leaned back before putting on the television. Gavin glanced back questioningly. He'd put the news on. Gavin knew for a fact he didn't need to do that. He could get reports in his head. "Well? What are you waiting for? Satisfy me."

Gavin crawled closer at the order and nuzzled his clothed thigh. Nines didn't even look at him. All six eyes were staring at the screen over his head. Gavin felt his skin prickle at that. Nines wasn't paying attention to him. He expected him to do as he was told. Gavin whined softly as he pressed kisses into the thick material. Nines hadn't even undressed for him. He was naked on his knees while Nines was fully clothed and in control. A hand patted his head gently. He still wasn't looking, but fingers were running through his hair in reward for the gentle affection.

Gavin rose higher on his knees and stroked the solid cock through the soft material. It felt so big, even when covered. He licked his lips in anticipation as he lowered the elastic waist of the sweats and watched the thick cock spring free. A breath shuddered out as he once again took in the scaled ridges and pebbled texture around the tip, leading down to the bulbous knot he couldn't take yet. His hand automatically reached for the sensitive bulb. He held and squeezed it as he leaned in to lick and kiss the tip.

Nines remained motionless as he licked each ridge and crevice he could find. It was almost like he'd dampened the sensitivity. He didn't move or hum; he didn't even blink! The hand in his hair stayed there, almost absentmindedly. Gavin was beginning to think he'd done something wrong. Nines wasn't usually so disinterested. He moved to lick and tease the slit, humming as he tasted the familiar thirium based release welling there. Nines finally let out a little sigh as he took in the tip to suck and chew with gentle teeth. The hand in his hair stroked down to his back and up to his neck, encouraging him closer.

Gavin chanced a glance up to find Nines' expression was still the same, despite the little intake of breath. All six eyes were still fixed on the reports. Gavin was too busy to focus on whatever was happening on the TV. He wanted to get a reaction. He lathered the solid cock with his tongue, greedily licking and kissing up and down. Still nothing. He squeezed and teased the rubbery knot. No reaction. He took in the tip and bobbed his head. Not even a gasp. He frowned a little as he opened his throat wider and sucked down a few inches, planning to work his way up to the full length before the knot. He kept his needy green eyes on Nines as he ducked and bobbed. The hand returned to his head, rocking him gently, but Nines' eyes were still fixed on the TV.

A little choking sound escaped as Gavin surged forward, taking down a little more than he was ready for. The hand in his hair tightened in reproach. Be careful! It held him back for a few moments before loosening and allowing him to continue. Gavin whined softly, still unsure whether he'd done something wrong. Nines cracked a little at the pitiful sound. His lower eyes dropped to check on him and softened at the almost wounded look he was receiving. The current play didn't seem to stimulate him appropriately. Nines blinked, LED spinning yellow as he connected to the TV. Gavin froze almost vulnerably as he heard his own pitiful whines coming from the speakers.

"Is this better, Gavin?" Nines asked as he raised his eyes to watch his own memories playing on the screen. Gavin's first time taking his tongue, just after leaving the hospital. His own cock throbbed at the memory of how tightly Gavin's ring had clenched around it. He was currently enjoying a perfect view of it on the screen. He enjoyed the way Gavin's thighs quivered as he bent over and accepted his numbing agent. The whimpered little sounds were as sweet as he remembered. He was surprised to note a definite uptick in Gavin's vitals as he listened to himself. Curious...He increased the volume.

Gavin threw himself back into the task with fresh enthusiasm. It was a little weird, hearing himself on the TV while sucking Nines' cock. He gripped and caressed the knot and teased the smooth scales on the underside with his tongue. Nines allowed little sounds of approval to escape, which only made him more eager. Nines was surprised to note an increase in Gavins's salivation. It seemed the knowledge that he was enjoying recordings of their prior encounters garnered a positive physical reaction. He looked down to find Gavin had closed his eyes. He felt safe and content. The knowledge that Nines was focused on him in some manner was enough to please him.

Nines split his attention. He kept his lower four eyes trained on the Gavin kneeling between his thighs while the upper set enjoyed the sight of Gavin squirming on his tongue. Gavin's skin flushed with warmth as he worked. He gripped his clothed thigh with one hand as he bobbed and rocked. His hips squirmed, enjoying the filling sensation of the plug. Nines stroked his head gently before getting a grip on his hair. Gavin's jaw slackened as he allowed the hand to guide him, moaning around the intrusion in his throat and fighting to take down more.

"Gavin...You're so good, Gavin..." He almost melted at the praise, especially when coupled with the sounds from the TV. He squeezed the knot tighter with each thrust and did his best not to choke as his lips finally reached the edge. Nines moaned softly as he held him in place for a few moments before allowing him to pull back. His throat was like a snug sleeve around his cock as he rocked back and forth. Nines finally let out a low moan as he rewarded Gavin with a release of warm fluid. Gavin whined and swallowed it down greedily before pulling off to lick and kiss him clean. "Thank you, Gavin. I enjoyed that very much," Nines murmured as he pulled him up to sit beside him.

Gavin panted tiredly as he leaned into the crook of Nines' arm, enjoying the softness of his new turtleneck against his glowing skin. Nines' thumb traced gentle patterns on his bare shoulder, enjoying the flushed heat. Gavin closed his eyes with a contented hum, nuzzling for more contact. He was flooded with a sense of lazy contentment alongside the full feeling in his ass. He shivered as he squirmed. It felt good as the plug shifted. He shivered again as Nines' low chuckle rumbled in his chest and a hand laced in his hair.

"I'm glad you're enjoying your gift, but it would be unwise to overdo it on the first day...I believe two hours should be the maximum to begin with." Gavin nodded his agreement. It made sense. His muscles needed time to adjust to the constant filling sensation. It would be pretty embarrassing if the plug just popped free as he was walking around or something. He wouldn't want it to get uncomfortable, either. He blinked his eyes open as Nines leaned down to pull the duvet up and tuck it around him. "I believe it is tradition to watch seasonal movies while enjoying your gifts on Christmas Day." Gavin wasn't about to argue with that.