"You're doing very well, Detective," Nines praised as they reached the final stretch to the house. It would have been patronising coming from anyone else, but Gavin knew he was entirely sincere as he kept pace with one arm ready to reach out and grab the lead. Gavin was gripping it tightly with both hands, doing his best not to be pulled off his feet. Sumo was tired after the walk, but he was still prone to pulling when he wanted to explore something. Gavin gave Nines a tight-lipped smile as he pulled on the lead to keep Sumo on track.

"Yeah...It's not as bad as I thought it would be." He felt a little proud of himself. Before that day, he never would have thought it possible he'd end up walking a dog the size of a bear, let alone play fetch with it. He'd even managed to pet Sumo. His insides turned to mush as he thought back to it. He'd never have been able to manage it himself, but Nines had held his hand the whole time. He'd done it again before leaving the park. Nines had called Sumo over and helped him clip the lead to the collar. Gavin remembered the prickles on his skin as Nines had pressed up behind. One hand had rested snugly on his waist as the other had led his hand up and down in a stroking motion along Sumo's large spine.

Gavin was so busy daydreaming that he didn't even notice they'd turned onto Hank's street, or that the house was in view. Unfortunately, that also meant he wasn't expecting it as Sumo let out a loud bark and lurched into a run. He let out a yelp, shock clenching his insides as he lost his footing in the snow. Nines' arm whipped out in an instant, catching Gavin and tucking him against his chest. Gavin's hand burned where the lead had been pulled from his grasp, and Sumo was now running up the road towards the house.

"Sumo!" Nines called in reproach. Sumo was utterly unapologetic as he bounded through the snow on the driveway and up to the door. It seemed Connor had already heard him approaching, and was immediately pounced as he opened the door. Nines huffed as he heard Connor's surprised yelp and the small thud as he fell. "Let me see..." Nines murmured as he returned his attention to Gavin. He'd returned him to his feet already, and was currently busy looking at his hand. There was a red mark across his palm where the lead had been wrenched free, but it was superficial and unlikely to last more than an hour.

"I'm fine!" Gavin insisted as he drew back. He was more uncomfortable with physical contact now they were near the house. He stepped away awkwardly and shoved his hands in his pockets, looking anywhere but at Nines. Nines let out a small huff and ran his fingers through Gavin's hair as he passed to make his way into the house. Connor was still lying on the hallway floor with Sumo licking his face as he arrived. Sixty snorted as he watched, folding his arms and watching as Connor tried to gently ease the large dog back.

"I'm going to take Gavin home. He is fatigued after the walk," Nines announced as he snagged the lead and tugged Sumo back. Connor got to his feet as Nines unclipped Sumo and encouraged him further into the house. Sixty snorted at the news, apparently unsurprised. Connor seemed a little disappointed as he hurried back into the living room, returning moments later with two large bags. Nines gave him a small smile as he took them with thanks.

"These are the presents for you and Gavin," Connor said as he pointed to each bag.

"Have fun, little brother...and make sure you open your presents as soon as you get back!" Sixty instructed with a smirk that Nines didn't entirely trust. He agreed nonetheless and re-joined Gavin outside. "Merry Christmas, dickwad!" Sixty yelled as he leaned out the door. Gavin snorted as he gave Sixty the finger.

"Back at you, asshole!" he retorted, waving to Connor as he also appeared to say goodbye. Unlike Sixty, he wished them a safe trip back. Nines unlocked his car and waved Gavin to climb in. Once the door was shut, he felt a lot more nervous. Am I really doing this? Going to Nines' place for the night? It felt surreal as Nines pulled away and turned his car towards the opposite side of the city. He certainly lived in a nicer area. It was the sort of place he could probably afford if he actually wanted to move. His place was shitty, but convenient, and he'd been there for a while. If it ain't broke, don't fix it.

The street was lined with apartment blocks inside small, gated communities. Nines pulled up at one of them and drove down into the underground parking lot. His car must have had a sensor or something, because the shutter automatically rose to let him inside. He parked up in his space and Gavin followed him out to the lifts. He folded his arms nervously as they stepped inside and Nines pressed for the tenth floor, right near the top. There was only one other apartment on that floor. Nines opened the door on the left and ushered Gavin inside.

"Woah...nice place," Gavin murmured as he slipped his shoes and jacket off. They stepped right into the corner of the living room and kitchen. There was a soft pale blue carpet across the living room, which complimented the navy sofa and armchairs. There was a large TV on the wall with a fake electric fire below. The main wall outside was a long window that stretched into the kitchen. There was a square table sitting beside it on a wooden floor that stopped and became tile at the edge of the kitchen. The kitchen itself was all white cupboards and black surfaces.

"Thank you. I must admit, I'm pleased with how it turned out." Gavin wasn't surprised. He had a view that went across to Belle Isle, where Cyberlife Tower rose like a majestic glass phallus in the distance. Gavin could have rolled his eyes at his half-brother's choice of design. The metal textures even looked like veins to cement the image. Gavin paused in front of the window, looking out across the city. Nothing like a room with a view...He stiffened as he felt Nines' hands come to rest on his hips. He'd almost forgotten what he'd come here for. His mouth went dry at the thought as he licked his lips.

"H-hey, um...so, what's the deal here? I-I mean, we should probably..." Gavin trailed off, unsure how to finish the sentence. Talk about it? There wasn't a huge amount to talk about. He'd agreed to come here and get fucked. But is it a onetime deal? Should I get dressed and leave right after? What about work? Do we just pretend it never happened? He turned as he felt Nines urging him to do so. Nines was gentle as he stroked his stubbled cheek, silvery eyes almost searching for something.

"Very well...Here, Sixty said we should open our gifts first." Gavin seemed surprised as Nines led him to the sofa and handed him a bag. I have presents? He felt a strange swirl in his stomach as he held the bag. No one bought him presents, except maybe Tina. "What questions do you have?" Nines asked as he reached into his own bag. Gavin licked his lips as he did the same and tugged out what was clearly a glass bottle. He was unsurprised to see a moderately priced bottle of whiskey inside. It didn't take a genius to know it was from Hank.

"Well...is this a no-strings, onetime fuck?" Nines seemed to hesitate as he fingered the soft new sweater in his lap. Black, like the rest of his wardrobe. His LED span yellow as he considered the question.

"I am uncertain...That very much depends on how this evening progresses." Fair...Gavin licked his lips and laid the bottle aside before grabbing the next gift, which he assumed was from Connor. It was a soft, baby blue jumper. Running his hand over it, it even felt a little fluffy. Gavin sighed. It was hard to believe he was in this situation. He hadn't even realised Nines considered them to be friends, let alone close enough for this sort of thing.

"And, um...I don't want to crowd your space or anything, so do you want me to get dressed and leave right after, or..." The question seemed to take Nines by surprise. His silvery eyes widened in disbelief. Gavin wasn't sure whether that meant that he wanted him to stay, or that he was surprised he'd thought he'd be invited to. He'd never been good at picking up on signals. That's why he'd asked in the first place.

"Is that customary?" Gavin shrugged as he fiddled with the next box. He didn't open it just yet.

"Depends on the person...Some people leave after, some disappear before morning, some stay for breakfast, and some don't leave at all." Nines hummed as he looked over the box of cologne he'd just opened. It was supposed to be a fashionable scent. Masculine without being obnoxiously artificial. He set the box on the low coffee table and folded the paper while contemplating an answer.

"We don't have to work tomorrow, so if we both approve of the experience, and wish to continue, I see no reason to end the liaison sooner than that..." he replied as he raised his eyes to see Gavin nodding along. Tomorrow wasn't so bad. Like Nines said, there was no obligation. If it ended up feeling weird, they could end it after that one time and promise never to talk about it again. But what if it doesn't feel weird? Gavin's stomach tightened at the thought. What if they got attached? Or only one of them got attached? They were putting their partnership at risk over this. "My preconstructions suggest this should be a mutually enjoyable experience for both of us." Gavin felt his skin heat. Nines had preconstructed this? He's fucked me in VR?

"Alright, and...if one of us is uncomfortable, we can just stop, yeah?" Nines raised an eyebrow at that.

"Of course." It seemed a strange thing to ask about. It made Nines wonder what sort of lovers Gavin had taken in the past that it needed to be said. Gavin nodded meekly as he ripped the paper from the small box and balked. Sixty, you phcking asshole! He turned over the standard box of condoms that had been taped to another box containing Anusol cream. He snorted as he read the packet of condoms.

"Phcking asshole! Guess I should be flattered that your brother thinks extra-large would fit me." They were huge and specially designed with anal sex in mind. He wasn't sure what that meant. Probably that they were thicker, with a stronger sort of lube coating the rubber. Gavin stiffened as he looked up to find that Nines had prowled his way over, looking utterly predatory as he rested one knee on the sofa beside his thigh and leaned over him. His lips pulled into a sultry smirk as he took the box and tugged the cellophane loose with his teeth.

"It seems you've misunderstood the message...I believe these are for me, and this is for you," he retorted as he tapped the Anusol box in Gavin's free hand. Gavin leaned back and bit his lip as Nines popped the box with one hand and grabbed a condom with his teeth. He tilted his head in suggestion, apparently waiting for some sort of reaction. Gavin's emerald eyes dropped to his slacks briefly as he wondered just how big extra-large was. Nines tossed the box aside and removed the condom from his mouth as he crowded into Gavin's space. "Bedroom?"

Gavin barely nodded his meek agreement when Nines lifted him from the sofa. He gripped him like a koala as he was carried across to the door beside the kitchen, which opened into a large bedroom with a king sized bed. Two of the walls were glass, but covered with thick, white curtains. Nines didn't even stop to turn on the light as he strode across and climbed onto the bed, easing Gavin down on his back. Gavin loosened his hold as he hit the mattress, waiting for Nines to give him a lead to follow. He wasn't waiting long. Nines supported himself on one arm as the other immediately slipped beneath his back to caress his scarred spine. Gavin moaned into Nines' open mouth as a knee slipped between his thighs and nudged his crotch.

They started with a long, slow kiss. Nines took his time, lingering with each press and only teasing his tongue occasionally. Gavin responded to each press of lips, and eagerly hooked his arms around Nines' strong shoulders. Nines gradually lowered himself to the bed, slipping a hand down to pop the button of Gavin's jeans. Gavin took the hint and tugged his top off, leaving his bare skin on display. He was a little self-conscious at first. The reaction to his body was often hit and miss. Some were totally into the scars, while others would either call it gross or get uncomfortable before asking him to cover up or turn over. Nines did neither.

He paused and drew back from their kiss to drag his hungry gaze up and down the humble offering. Gavin's musculature was most pleasing. He was neither too soft nor too muscular. He had just enough softness to offset the solid muscle beneath. He was slim. Supple. Toned. He had soft looking pecs with pert nipples. The scar where a knife had dragged through the padded flesh only added to his perfection. Nines leaned down and licked along the deep pink gouge. It was like a small valley in his skin. In his peripheral, the exact measurements of the scar popped up, along with the probable weapon used to make it. A hunting knife. Not so common for Detroit. He would have expected a flip knife to be the more likely culprit. Gavin twitched as Nines finished his exploration with a lingering lap around one hardened nipple.

Further down, the muscle continued across his abs, but it wasn't so muscular as to be unpleasant. He still had the vague outline of a softer stomach. Nines lowered his head almost reverently to kiss the bullet wound beside his navel. His lips widened as Gavin's pelvis twitched at the gentle attention. He kissed it again and lingered with his tongue. Gavin jolted again as Nines moved lower, kissing his way down the soft trail of hair that led to the elastic of his boxers. He obediently raised his hips so that Nines could drag his jeans and boxers down. It certainly hadn't taken long for him to regain his earlier enthusiasm. His shaft was already hard, twitching and swaying as Nines looked down at him.

Nines hummed softly as he returned to Gavin's lips, enjoying the feel of his skin against his fingertips as he stroked his side. There was another scar. A deep gash. A bullet wound. Near miss. A forty-five. Further to the right, and it would have pierced his liver. He huffed softly as he felt Gavin's hands working his top up. He relented. It was only fair that they both remove their clothing. It allowed Gavin to do a little exploring or his own. His hands felt rougher than his own as they stroked a path up his chest and neck. Gavin was surprisingly needy as he pulled him down, encouraging more kisses. They were quite a contrast. His own skin was pale and flawless besides his scattered freckles, while Gavin's was darker and littered with scars. Some were messy bullet wounds that hadn't healed properly. Others were clearly from knives. The most faded were the white tooth marks on his arm where he'd been bitten by a large animal. A dog. Medium sized, at least. It explained his lingering fear.

He seemed reluctant, but he finally allowed Nines to return to the place between his thighs. Nines took his time, kissing a familiar path down and lingering at his hips and thighs. Gavin twitched as Nines' lips trailed gentle kisses up and down the soft skin of his inner thighs. He gasped and moaned, squirming as he finally took his shaft in hand. He smirked as he leaned down and licked the dripping tip. A small shudder jolted his system as Gavin's DNA profile popped up in his vision, as well as various details about his internal health.

"I've wanted to do this since the moment I first saw you," Nines admitted as he opened his mouth and took in the tip. Gavin gasped and bucked as Nines' lips closed around him. Goosebumps rose across his flesh, and his heart started hammering as Nines dipped lower, taking more. Gavin opened his mouth, gasping out a small moan as he looked down. The sight was almost sinful. He'd never thought in a million years he'd end up with an android between his legs.

"What? When I was yelling in your face about how I'd never accept a plastic like you as my partner?" Gavin moaned loudly, arching his spine as he propped himself up on his elbows. Nines was looking up at him with amused silvery eyes, mouth still full of cock. He sucked hard at Gavin's words, almost as a reproach. He held Gavin's hips down, keeping him steady as he drew back.

"Before that, when I first walked in with Connor and saw you bent over a table in the break room. I remember looking over and thinking how wonderfully soft your ass would feel as it bounced against my thighs." Nines smirked as he watched Gavin's vitals flutter. His skin heated. His heart pounded. His skin prickled. It was most pleasing to watch him come undone by his hand. He returned his mouth to Gavin's shaft, enjoying the fullness of it in his throat as he rocked. He was surprised to find that Gavin was a fairly quiet lover. Timid. Uncertain. He deliberately tried to keep those little noises at bay. He wasn't sure whether it was a habit, or whether someone had made him feel that he had to. "Let me hear you," Nines purred as he drew back, looking up with big blue eyes as he stroked his tongue lower to tease his testicles.

Gavin shook his head as he rested an arm across his lower face. Cute...He was shy. Nines caressed the shaft as he nibbled and kissed his testicles, doing his best to follow Gavin's vitals. He chased those small sounds, doing his best to force them from Gavin's kiss bitten lips. Gavin's thighs trembled as Nines' tongue slipped lower to rub along his perineum. The real prize lay at the end of that small path. A surprised sound escaped his lips as Nines' tongue prodded his tight entrance. Nines smirked as he lingered, teasing the area with gentle licks and swirls. Gavin was finding it harder to keep quiet. He could tell.

"Let it go, Gavin...I won't make fun of you, I promise," Nines murmured as he drew back and looked up at Gavin's flushed cheeks. He was biting his forearm to keep the sounds at bay. Despite his best efforts, little choked whines were getting through. Nines lived for those sounds. They spurred him on as he widened Gavin's thighs and buried his face deeper. He licked the tight ring greedily, pressing and prodding as the flesh softened. He moaned low in his throat as Gavin finally let out a needy whine. He gripped Gavin's plush cheeks and squeezed as he prodded harder. That's what he wanted. Needy whines. Pleading cries. Gavin gripped the pillow tightly as he delivered, moaning loudly as Nines' tongue forced its way inside.

Nines almost purred as he felt Gavin's toes curl and press against his back. His breaths were quivering as he squirmed. He was doing it again, stifling the little sounds that Nines so desperately wanted to hear. Nines soothed Gavin's hips with gentle thumbs as he continued to lick and probe his inner walls. He couldn't reach too deeply with his tongue, and he knew from research that the male pleasure point was embedded deep within this passage. Gavin twitched and gripped the pillow harder as he felt something pressing around Nines' tongue. He blinked his eyes open and looked down just as Nines pulled back. His lips and chin were wet where he'd been licking and drooling over his tight ass. The sight almost made him moan.

"Relax, Gavin..." Nines murmured as he edged two fingers inside. Gavin gasped in a breath as he was breached. His thighs widened automatically, toes curling into the mattress as he supported his weight. Nines kept one hand on his hip, holding him down and stopping him from jerking away from the intrusion. Gavin couldn't stop the little whine that escaped his lips. He shuddered nervously as he waited for some form of reproach. A complaint he was too loud. Teasing that his voice went so high. Calling him a yappy little bitch. "That's it...Good, Gavin..." Nines didn't reproach him. He didn't tease him. He was praising him. He'd say something kind or encouraging each time those little sounds broke free. The hand on his hip would squeeze and soothe as the fingers inside searched and twisted.

"Ah, phck!" Gavin exclaimed, arching his hips against Nines' restraining hand as a bolt of pleasure shot through his body. He whined softly, gripping the pillow harder as Nines smirked down at him. Nines was slow as he crooked and teased his fingers again, searching for that same spot. The reaction was immediate. Gavin moaned and gasped, green eyes softening with need as he gazed up. Nines was slow and deliberate as he drew his fingers back and slipped them in with measured thrusts. Gavin's hips relaxed into the intrusion with each stroke. His feet planted in the sheets. The muscles in his legs tightened. Nines smirked as he removed his fingers.

"I believe I'm ready to receive my gift..." he purred as he leaned down and stole a chaste kiss from Gavin's quivering lips. He was quietly delighted as Gavin's legs hooked over his hips with both acceptance and encouragement. Nines was careful as he reached down to slip on the condom and line himself up, still lavishing lazy licks and kisses on Gavin's lips. He drew back a little to watch as he edge forward. He laced a hand in Gavin's hair and soothed his scalp, watching for signs of pain or discomfort. He had an odd expression as he was breached. His mouth opened in a quivering gasp, but it didn't look pained. His brows knitting together as if he were about to cry. His lips quivered as his eyes fluttered. They looked so soft. So needy. His skin was damp and flushed from the heat of their bodies and the rush of his blood.

A new sound escaped as he was fully breached. It was a sound that had him slapping a hand over his mouth, mortified as he panted. Nines gripped his wrist and removed the hand. He wanted to hear it. That sound had been even higher than the others. Broken. Shuddering. It seemed to happen almost each time he breathed out. Nines pressed in all the way and stopped, examining Gavin closely as he gasped and squirmed. He didn't look pained exactly, but Nines was unsure he was comfortable.

"Does it hurt?" Nines asked softly as he ran a soothing hand up and down Gavin's scarred waist, letting his thumb linger in the dip where a bullet had grazed him. Gavin swallow and mewled as he shook his head.

"F-full." The admission made Nines purr low in his throat as he settle in place. "Phck, it feels like you're in my stomach," Gavin admitted breathlessly as he rested a hand over his navel. The thought made Nines throb with pleasure. It was almost as if Gavin could feel him swelling. His spine arched and his thighs gripped tighter. Tears pricked his green eyes as he gasped. Nines wasted no time in stealing another long kiss as he rocked his hips. It felt divine. Gavin's passage was like nothing he'd ever felt before, even with the condom separating him from flesh. It was warm and tight, hugging him snugly with each thrust. He wanted to go deeper. "Ph-phck!" Gavin cursed in a loud whine as Nines rolled. He looked like a deer in headlights as he ended up on top.

He looked beautifully vulnerable as he settled on his knees, straddling Nines' slim hips. A helpless whine escaped as Nines' hips rocked up. Strong hands held him in place as he was fucked from below. Nines watched his lips part and quiver. His head fell back, and he seemed to struggle to breathe. He reached back to rest one hand on Nines' thigh as the other pressed against his pelvis. He could feel it. It was going to burst his gut. He was fucking sure of it. He let out a helpless whimper as he felt Nines moving within him. The sound turned into a startled yelp as the shaft rubbed along his inner walls, right against that little knot of pleasure.

"Ride me, Gavin...Use me until you reach full satisfaction." Nines smirked at the needy little sound that escaped Gavin's lips. He looked so different. He'd never imagined such a blissful expression on Gavin's face before. Gavin reached out with the hand from his pelvis and gripped Nines' forearm tightly, still supporting his weight with the hand on his thigh. He worked in a mixture of squirms and thrusts, whining and moaning with each slide. It was divine. Nines rested his free hand on Gavin's generous ass, marvelling in the softness there despite the coiling muscles beneath. Nines' jaw set as he watched Gavin gasp for breath. He wanted more.

Gavin yelped as Nines sat up and pulled him closer. One hand cradled his head as the other rested on the small of his back, encouraging an arch that pressed him even closer. Gavin whined into the kiss, locking his arms around Nines' shoulders and burying needy fingers in his hair. He was moved again. Nines encouraged his legs to unfurl and wrap around him one by one, and his own legs crossed beneath him. Gavin moaned and panted as Nines eased his weight further back and started bouncing him in his lap. His dripping shaft bobbed proudly between them. It slapped his pelvis with each bounce, leaving sticky smears on his skin. Gavin mewled as he watched Nines reach down to steal a sample with his fingers. He was deliberate as he licked them, staring at him the whole time as his LED span yellow.

"Phck! Nines!" The sounds were enough to spur him on further. Nines was relentless as he cradled Gavin's ass and rocked him up and down. His own hips rolled a little to meet the thrusts, but he was mostly lifting and dropping Gavin's body in his lap. He smirked as he felt Gavin's feet plant themselves on the mattress, supporting his weight and helping to create bigger, harder thrusts. "Nines! I-I-" Gavin couldn't find the words as he dug his nails into Nines' shoulder blades and leaned his head on his shoulder. He bit the synthetic flesh, hoping he wasn't whining as loudly as he thought he was. His body stuttered as he came between them, clenching and gripping Nines tightly the whole time.

"Gavin!" His eyes widened at the sound of his name on Nines' lips. He held on tighter as he closed his eyes and buried his face in soft flesh. He breathed deeply, catching the scent of faded cologne and thirium from Nines' skin. Nines let out a low moan against his ear as he came. He tugged Gavin's head back by the hair enough to press a gentle kiss to his lips. He lingered there, enjoying the sensation of Gavin's passage relaxing around him as his genital component flagged and softened. He hummed softly as he pulled out, enjoying the little mewl that escaped Gavin's lips.

He rolled their bodies so that they were both lying down. He didn't give Gavin the chance to start over thinking things. He tossed the condom somewhere over his shoulder as he pressed kiss after kiss to Gavin's wanton lips. He wrapped one arm beneath Gavin's head as the other stroked up and down his waist, thigh, spine; anything he could reach. Gavin returned the lingering kisses. His eyes closed as he lost himself in the gentle warmth of Nines' embrace. Nines hummed softly as he felt the kisses slow, encouraging him to relax further. He drew back as Gavin tucked his head against his chest and settled. His vitals were slow and relaxed now, ebbing and flowing as he drifted. Nines huffed softly as he pressed a final kiss into Gavin's brunette locks.

"Merry Christmas, Gavin."