Gavin had barely gotten through the door when his phone rang. He dropped his keys beside Aaron's sculpture with a small smile before heading upstairs, pulling his phone from his jacket as he went. It was Nines. That means he's not home yet at least...He accepted the call as he headed up to his bedroom. He wanted to tuck the present away in the bottom of his wardrobe. There was a rucksack inside that he knew Nines wouldn't look in. He wasn't the type to snoop.

"Hey, Nines." He kept his bags held out in front as he walked so they didn't scrape the wall or rustle too much. He had a few bags from the clothing stores and Nines' present. The other end was silent as it usually was when Nines or Connor called. He was speaking directly into Nines' head, so there was no background noise. It was a little weird sometimes, especially if Nines said he was somewhere busy, like a mall or supermarket.

"Gavin! Where are you?" Gavin frowned a little at the demanding tone as he headed into his bedroom and dropped the bags on his bed before taking the paper bag with Nines' present inside and heading to the wardrobe. It was unusual for Nines to sound so stressed. Am I in some sort of trouble?

"I'm at the penthouse. I just got back from town. Did something happen while I was out?" he asked as he crouched and stuffed the bag in his rucksack, doing his best to be quiet. He finally set the stuffed bag down and fiddled to make it seem less full. It was about as good as it was going to get, so he stood and closed the wardrobe. Nines let out a small sigh on the other end, which was strange considering the line was inside his head. It was stranger that he hadn't just checked the GPS or the tracker on his phone. Did something happen to freak him out?

"Not exactly, but Connor and I did discover some...unsettling evidence." Gavin hummed for him to continue as he crossed to the bags of clothes he'd bought. He knew Nines had been helping Connor with the VB case, so the only thing he could think of was that they'd gotten a new lead on the shooter. "When forensics extracted the bullets from VB, they were slightly warped from the impacts, however Connor and I were able to reconstruct the casings, along with the engravings. Both bullets had a G etched into the outer casing, leading us to believe VB was killed by the Hickory Killer." Gavin stopped dead, part way through rummaging in a bag. What the phck?

"What possible reason would the Hickory Killer have to go after VB?" Was this really what his life was going to be like from now on? He hadn't forgotten the Hickory Killer was out there, but he hadn't imagined in a million years that he'd turn up out of the blue and interfere in one of his other active cases. The question is why? Why this case? Why VB? Nines seemed a little hesitant with his own thoughts, as if he could sense his growing stress. Gavin looked down at his watch. Of course, Nines could sense his stress. He pinched the bridge of his nose tiredly.

"We already know that the Hickory Killer has possessive tendencies. VB is not the first assailant to be killed for attempting to harm you." He couldn't argue with. He'd literally watched him slowly and methodically pull out Morgan's intestines as payback for touching what was his. It was a change in technique though. VB's death had been distant. Impersonal and quick. Was it a timing thing? Was it because he couldn't get to VB directly? Why bother? We already had VB in custody, ready to stand trial! Having said that, the Hickory Killer had gotten his android to kill the PC200 that had tried to rape him at New Year, too. Is it because he's an android or because he wasn't the one doing the killing?

"Do you think it was him, or did he send his pet android again?" Gavin asked as he sat on the edge of his bed, all thoughts of unpacking forgotten. His hand automatically found Fuzzball and tugged the stuffed toy onto his lap to finger the fur slowly. His leg was bouncing already as his thoughts returned to the warehouse. The hard table beneath his frozen limbs. Morgan's desperate whimpers. The slosh of blood. Weak cries of agony. Leather clad fingers stroking his cheek. I didn't come for you today...Gavin shivered as he squeezed Fuzzball's arm.

"The android is the more likely assailant. The shots were both controlled and precise. It was a good day for shooting, but I still believe the accuracy leans more towards android involvement." Gavin tried to keep his breathing level as his skin prickled. He could feel ice trickling down his spine as he shivered. "Gavin, you're safe. Just breathe...I will return shortly." Gavin nodded at the warm reassurance as he continued to tease the soft white fur and squeeze the spongy limbs.

"Sure, hurry back," he murmured before hanging up and taking a few breaths. He squashed Fuzzball with both hands for a few seconds before sighing and replacing him on the pillows. "Thanks," he sighed as he returned to his shopping bags. He'd lost the earlier enthusiasm he had for the task, but he wanted to keep busy. The best way to do that was by pressing on. He pulled the tags off the new tops and jeans he'd bought and headed down to toss them in the washing machine. There was enough dirty stuff in his hamper to do at least one load, and with Nines' added, there was probably two.

He did a dark wash first and while the machine was running; he cleaned up the apartment a little. A little soon turned into a lot. At first, he just thought of wiping things over with a cloth, but then he decided to vacuum the floor. After that, he thought he should probably mop the hard floors and clean the bathrooms. His jeans got splashed as he hosed down the bathrooms, but he ignored it as he continued on to start the white wash and hang up and dark clothes outside. Pipsqueak joined him for a while, padding in and out the door and around the patio. They had a clothes horse he could set up out there. It wasn't too windy that day, and he had pegs, so nothing would fly away.

"Gavin Reed, hanging laundry and cleaning the apartment...now I know you're stressed," Nines purred as he lounged in the patio doorway with Pipsqueak in his arms. Gavin jumped out of his skin at his arrival. He hadn't heard the door or footsteps. He also had his back to the open door. His hand had automatically reached for his gun, even though he knew it wouldn't be there. He always locked it in the safe when he didn't need it for work. With the security system and Nines in the house, he didn't feel the need to sleep with it under his pillow anymore. "You're soaked through..." Nines added affectionately as he stalked over and examined him, letting Pipsqueak hop to the floor and pad away.

"Yeah, just...keeping busy," Gavin grumbled as he went back to hanging the washing. He paused as Nines pressed up behind, large hands covering his own as he went to peg one of Nines' turtlenecks on the metal frame. Gavin shuddered and closed his eyes as he felt him lean down to drag cool lips along his bare neck. He could feel himself stirring with want as Nines stroked up his arms and then down over his waist to grip his hips.

"Would you like another way to keep busy?" Gavin bit his lip hesitantly. It had been a while. A long while. They'd been so busy with the AHL case recently that they'd just kept to simple affection and light touches. "I need an answer, Gavin...Do you want your collar?" Nines asked in a firmer tone, leaning around to get a look at his face. He was giving it serious consideration. Nines hummed again, nipping his exposed neck for good measure.

"Yes, Sir." Gavin was suddenly subdued as he tilted his head in invitation.

"Very well. Go upstairs and strip while I finish this," Nines instructed with a final nip and a squeeze of his hip. Gavin nodded his obedience before heading inside. Nines bit his lip as he continued to hang the washing, watching Gavin's vitals dancing in his HUD. He limited his own sexual responses. He wanted to make this encounter last. To make Gavin too tired to think about anything else. The washing cycle still had a few minutes left to run, so he ignored that as he headed up to find him. He paused on the way by the upstairs living room to shut the door. Pipsqueak seemed content to lounge in his palace for now.

He opened Gavin's bedroom door to find him about as he'd expected. The room had been tidied, the bed neatened, and his clothes had been placed in a folded piled on the dresser. Gavin was kneeling patiently on the bed as he waited, cock still mostly soft. He hadn't touched himself. Nines' lips quirked as he noticed that Fuzzball had been turned over to face the pillows. Gavin looked up as Nines approached, hands resting neatly on his knees. Nines leaned over to stroke his stubbled cheek and kiss his lips softly, enjoying the way his eyes fluttered in response to the attention.

"Good, Gavin...Stay there." Gavin nodded as Nines drew back, watching him pull open the large drawer beneath his bed. It didn't take him more than a moment to find the box with the collar. It was high-quality leather, a deep brown shade that almost matched his faded jacket. Gavin's name had been engraved on a silver plate on the front in neat swirling cursive. "Raise your head," Nines instructed as he unbuckled the strap and held it open. Gavin raised his chin obediently as Nines leaned in and pressed the leather against his throat.

"Blue," Gavin murmured as Nines finished and pressed a finger inside the edge to test the fit. Nines nodded his understanding. The collar was comfortable and not too tight, and Gavin was ready. His green eyes were soft as he looked up, as they always were at times like this. He felt at ease. He trusted him. Nines ran his fingers through Gavin's thick hair, pleased as he leaned into his touch and nuzzled his fingers for more.

"I want to shower. Come," Nines instructed as he headed into Gavin's bathroom. He smiled as he looked back to find Gavin crawling along the floor after him. The way his skin and muscles rippled with each movement was captivating. The smell of bleach hung heavy in the air as he turned on the light and looked around the tiled room. Gavin had been thorough in his cleaning, even scrubbing around the drains. "Undress me," Nines ordered as he stood in the open space and waited patiently.

"Yes, Sir." Gavin crawled over and leaned down to his shoes. He wouldn't lick them unless Nines ordered him to. Nines was very particular about cleanliness. The only time he'd order him to lick his shoes was if he'd already cleaned and disinfected them earlier. Gavin leaned down and eased Nines' foot out of his shoe with his hands before pulling the sock free with his teeth. He hummed into Nines' touch as he stroked his hair when he rose to start on the belt buckle. He pulled with his teeth, kissing Nines' fingers as he helped by popping the stiff button of his jeans.

"Good, Gavin." He dragged the zipper down and returned to drag the heavy pants down his legs. Nines stepped out of them before watching Gavin return to tug at his boxers. The elasticated material was easier to slide off, and he soon returned to kiss and nuzzle his flagging shaft. "Gavin, be good...I said undress me," Nines cautioned, though he allowed him to press one last kiss to the soft tip before he got to his feet. Nines smiled softly as Gavin pressed closer to kiss and nuzzle at his chest and collarbone. Shirt buttons were a pain when only using teeth, but he did manage to get through them, offering little kisses and nuzzles all the way down.

Nines didn't even need to give the order once he was done. Gavin gathered the clothing with his teeth and dropped it in the empty hamper item by item. Nines watched patiently as he crawled along the hard tiles. This wasn't the best place for him. His knees would get sore and stiff with too much movement. The tiles would also hurt if he remained stationary for too long. It was a good thing that Nines had a plan that would keep him busy.

"I want to wash you. Come here." Nines held his hands out and Gavin rose automatically, placing his hands in Nines' to allow himself to be pulled to his feet. He winced a little at the stiffness in his knees, but made no complaint, obediently following as Nines took him to the shower and removed the showerhead. Nines tested the water first, making sure it was warm before hosing him down from head to toe. "Arms up, legs open," he instructed as he shut off the water. Gavin did as he was told and stood with everything spread and ready.

Nines was methodical as he scrubbed with the shower scrunchie, working up a lather on Gavin's pale skin. He used his hands to tease as he went, scrubbing his arms and legs before moving to his back and abs and then even higher. He was saving his face for last so that he didn't get soap in his eyes. Gavin was subconsciously lavishing him with slow blinks as he worked. He leaned into the rough rubbing and curled into Nines' fingers as he massaged the stiff muscles of his shoulders. His green eyes opened as Nines' deft fingers circled his nipples and pressed down.

"Arms," Nines warned as he began to lower them. He whined as he raised them once more, trying not to squirm as those fingers slowly closed to tease and roll his sensitive buds. Nines enjoyed the small gasps and hums that escaped as he worked, noting the slight tremors in Gavin's thighs as his cock twitched to life. "Stay still, Gavin. I have to be thorough," Nines teased as he pinched, pulled, and twisted.

"Yes, Sir." Gavin did his best not to squirm or slip since his feet were now covered in soap. Nines moved on slowly, sliding his fingers down to trace Gavin's abs and the sloping V of his pelvis. He slid a single digit along his twitching shaft before circling around to the back. Gavin shivered as Nines stroked circles on his back, getting lower and lower before dropping to his knees to mould his hands to his plush cheeks.

"I should be especially thorough here, don't you think?" he teased as he pried the rounded flesh apart and pressed his thumb against the tight ring hidden there.

"Y-yes, Sir." Gavin was hesitant, unsure whether he was supposed to agree or not. Nines huffed gently as he poured a fresh layer of gel on his fingers. The muscles in Gavin's ass tense as he slowly pressed a soaped up finger against his entrance. He circled and teased the muscles slowly, smirking as the digit was slowly sucked in. He started off slowly, with small rocking and twisting motions to loosen the fleshy walls. Gavin whined as he tried to be good and stay in place, though he couldn't help the squirming rock of his hips. Nines helped a little, laying a supportive hand on his hip as he worked.

"You're so dirty, Gavin," he teased softly as he added another gel coated finger into the slippery mix. Gavin whimpered as those fingers pressed deeper, all the way to Nines' knuckles. "You can touch the wall or use my shoulder if you need help to stand," Nines added as he noted Gavin's foot slipping a little on the slickened tiles.

"T-thank you, Sir," Gavin replied as he bit his lip and trembled. Nines chuckled softly as he got to his feet and stroked his slick spine with his free hand. He managed to work up a lather on his hand before reaching around to grip and tease Gavin's neglected cock. Gavin hummed and moaned as he rested his hands on the tiles and rocked his hips back for more.

"Stay still. I'm trying to work." Nines accepted the pathetically whined apology with a smirk. Gavin's thighs quivered as the front hand slowly pumped his dripping cock. Nines' thumb teased and circled the tip slowly, pressing and tugging the loose skin around the glans. He continued to work the fingers in his passage as he moved to cup and tease his testicles, squeezing and rolling the loose flesh gently and enjoying the shudders that wrought. Gavin bent over wantonly as Nines' hand moved lower to massage and tease his perineum, thoroughly cleaning everywhere. "I think it's time to rinse." Nines grabbed the showerhead, keeping his fingers buried in Gavin's entrance as he hosed him down.

"N-Nines!" Gavin's spine arched as Nines tugged his cheeks wider and sprayed his stuffed entrance. Nines smirked as he tugged and teased the ring, spreading his fingers as he pumped to encourage the strong spray against the loosened hole. He continued to stroke and tease, brushing Gavin's prostate as he moved the spray lower to hose along his perineum. Gavin's thighs were trembling as he held back, a whine breaking free as the water sprayed his sensitive balls and solid cock.

"You did very well, Gavin...Now that you're clean, I want you to wash me, but you cannot touch me with your hands...Do you understand?" Nines asked he stepped out of the shower. Gavin watched as he sat on a small plastic stool they kept under the sink as a spare step and waited. Nines watched as he frowned and thought it over. His guess was that he wasn't allowed to use the scrunchie, either. That would be too easy.

"Yes, Sir." Gavin grabbed the gel and lathered his own body, working up a thick white foam. Nines' lips quirked as he watched him trying to figure out where and how to start. He settled for one of Nines' legs, using his side and the crook of his arm to rock back and forth. Nines enjoyed the attention, wrapping his free leg around Gavin's waist to pull him closer. Gavin rose obediently to accept the lazy kisses that were pressed against his lips before changing to the other leg. He crawled to each side and used the crook of his elbow to clean both of Nines' arms, but hesitated once he reached his torso.

"What are you waiting for?" Nines teased as he looked over his shoulder at Gavin, who was standing thoughtfully. He mumbled out an apology as he lathered his own chest and dropped to his knees. It was a little awkward at first, but he managed to mould his chest to Nines' back and rock enough to clean him. Nines leaned back in encouragement, smirking as he felt Gavin's hardened nipples sliding up and down his spine. Gavin used a similar method on his sides. He rocked their torsos together, slipping beneath Nines' arms to slide back and forth. "You're doing so well," Nines praised as he finally reached the front.

"Thank you, Sir." Gavin soaped his front again and wrapped his arms around Nines' shoulders. Nines took this opportunity to grasp his firm ass, pulling him closer and encouraging an up and down motion. Their chests slid together, right down to their abs, drawing a moan from Gavin's lips. Gavin drew back and knelt lower. Cleaning Nines' cock with his chest was awkward. It wasn't like he was a girl. He didn't have breasts he could trap it with, but he did his best. Nines gave him a questioning look as he watched him get to his feet and lather his ass.

"Good, Gavin. Clean my cock like a good human," Nines encouraged as he opened his thighs wide enough for Gavin to squat between them. Gavin used Nines' strong thighs to hold his weight as he bent his knees to pretty much sit on his standing cock. His own shaft was solid and soapy as he squirmed against Nines' pelvis. He rocked and circled his ass, thrusting backwards and forwards as he felt Nines' cock press between his cheeks and along his perineum. He whined as the tip prodded his balls with each rock. "Gavin, try the other way," Nines encouraged gently as he helped him turn and straddle his lap.

"N-Nines!" Gavin moaned as he squirmed his way forward. Their cocks were trapped between them, and Gavin's toes were barely touching the floor as he leaned back and balanced with his hands on Nines' knees.

"No, Gavin. Your task is to clean me. You can't finish." Nines was firm as he leaned in to nip one of his pebbled nipples as he rolled his hips with wanton abandon. Gavin whined a pathetic objection or plea as he rocked more urgently. "I will spank you ten times if you come before I say so." He tilted his head a little as he watched Gavin's eyes heat with want. He wasn't usually interested in pain, though spanking often came with further rewards. Nines smirked as he supported Gavin's hips.

"P-please, Sir!" Gavin whined as he worked himself.

"I said no, Gavin...You know the price if you come." Nines' cock twitched as Gavin threw his head back and spilled between them. His body tensed and trembled as his seed splashed their skin, and Nines continued rocking until he was done. "Gavin, you've disappointed me," he chided as Gavin stilled and slumped against him. He was trembling with the aftershocks as he moved to cuddle him like a koala. Nines huffed fondly. It was almost manipulative, the way he made himself look so cute and vulnerable when he was in trouble. "Gavin!" Nines snapped, though he made sure there wasn't too much bite in his tone.

"Sorry, Sir. I didn't mean to, I-" Gavin cut off as Nines gripped his hair and tugged his head back in reproach. He made sure his expression was stern, but not angry. He didn't think he could ever be truly angry with Gavin, especially not during play like this. Gavin looked suitably chastised as his green eyes creased with remorse and unspoken apologies.

"Don't lie to me, Gavin. I told you what your punishment would be twice, and you still disobeyed me. Tell me Gavin, what did I say?" Nines was still painfully hard as Gavin squirmed evasively on his lap. "Say it." Gavin whined a little against the firm tug of his hair.

"Y-you said you'd spank me ten times, Sir." He bit his lip as Nines leaned closer.

"And you came just from that...Admit it, Gavin. You wanted me to spank you...You were bad on purpose because you want to be bent over my knee and feel my hand tanning your hide...Say it!" Nines ordered as he continued to grip Gavin's hair. Gavin whined as he tried to deny it, skin darkening a little in shame. "I can give you what you want, Gavin...I know what a little slut you are, and I know how to treat you...You know how I feel about you lying to me, so admit it. Now." Gavin continued to squirm, whimpering in embarrassment as his green eyes glittered a little. Nines paused, waiting in the event he wanted to use his words.

"I-I wanted it...You're right, I'm bad! I'm sorry!" Gavin almost sobbed in response. Nines was gentle as he worked his fingers into his hair and pulled him closer. Gavin was a ball of shame as he curled against his chest at the admission, accepting the gentle kisses Nines lathered on his neck and shoulder as he hushed him.

"You're not bad, Gavin...There's no shame in your desires...You can ask me for anything you need. Do you understand?" Nines drew back to watch him meekly nod his head. "Good...now lay yourself across my lap," he ordered as he helped him climb off. Gavin was hesitant as he watched Nines lower his legs evenly, ready to support his weight. He knelt and crawled closer, stomach swirling in anticipation as he heaved himself up and over Nines' strong thighs. His cock was still limp as it pressed against Nines' firm flesh and leaned his forearms on the tiles to support his weight. His hips rested across Nines' thighs, his legs were straight, and his toes supported what remained of his weight. "Make sure you count," Nines cautioned as he laid a hand on his ass and started circling.

"Y-yes, Sir." Gavin trembled in anticipation. His skin was prickling already as the air hit his wet, soapy skin. Nines would start again from zero if he didn't count. That was always the rule. He took a few slow breaths as he waited, trying not to squirm as Nines continued to tease his plush flesh. He tensed as he felt the hand leave his ass, and a yelp escaped soon after as a slap sounded and heat scorched his skin. "O-one!" He whined pathetically as pain flooded his senses. It was rare for the pain to feel so bad. He'd forgotten how much it could hurt. Nines was definitely holding back his full strength, but he was surely going to be sore for a few days.

"Good, Gavin." Nines enjoyed the sensation of Gavin's slick skin on his circling hand. The rounded cheek was soft and malleable beneath his palm, and as he swatted the flesh, he could feel it stiffen into a layer of tense muscle. He watched the colour change from pale pink to a darker shade. Gavin was trembling against his thighs as he tried not to sob and sniffle. Nines was limiting his strength somewhat, but he knew Gavin enjoyed this treatment despite his current misery. The prod of his gradually hardening cock was a testament to that.

"F-five!" Gavin whined obediently, hot tears dripping on his forearms as he dug his nails into his own skin. It was burning and stinging. He could feel the heat on his reddened skin. His cock twitched as he imagined the prints that would be left behind.

"I can feel you dripping, Gavin...So hard from just a few quick strikes..." Nines teased as he squeezed and stroked the blushing flesh. Gavin moaned as those fingers crept to the crevice of his ass and slipped between. His spine arched as two fingers pressed inside. He was still loosened up from their earlier shower, and his flesh was slick from their earlier bathing play. "Still so loose..." Nines fingered slowly, watching as Gavin relaxed. His vitals levelled out as he forgot he was part way through a punishment. He was swiftly reminded as Nines slipped out and slapped his unmarked cheek, yelping and whining out the next number, trembling as Nines returned to fingering his ring.

"N-Nines please!" Gavin objected as searching fingers brushed his prostate.

"Counting, Gavin." Gavin sobbed out the next number, flinching away from the hand now moulding his sore flesh. He moaned an objection as the fingers returned for a few more thrusts before another slap landed on his ass. "That sound is so pleasing," Nines sighed as he drew back for another hard clap. Gavin sobbed out the numbers each time, trying not to squirm and rock as those teasing fingers returned. With another slap, they reached the final number. Gavin trembled pathetically as Nines stroked his tanned flesh and teased his entrance.

"Ten!" he sobbed as the final spank was delivered.

"There, that wasn't so bad, was it? You were so good. You took it so well," Nines praised softly as he helped him up. He wiped and kissed the tears away as they stood, moving down to Gavin's lips as he backed them both up into the shower to rinse off. Gavin tensed and whimpered as the warm water trailed over his tanned hide, but made no complaint or objection to the treatment. Nines was careful as he dried him off, making sure he didn't press too hard on his darkened flesh. He had Gavin wait on his knees as he dried himself and led the way into the bedroom.

"Thank you..." Gavin murmured as he crawled up onto the bed and lay down on his front. Nines was gentle as he massaged some healing cream into the red skin to help soothe the area. He smirked as he watched Gavin squirm, knowing he was still painfully hard from the earlier teasing. Gavin was reluctant as he was urged to his knees once more by a firm tug on his collar.

"We're not done yet, Gavin," Nines murmured as he crouched down to the drawer and pulled out one of his toys. "Turn around and present." Gavin whined as he did as he was told, raising his ass obediently. Nines lubed up the small wireless egg and pushed it inside, using the remote to turn it on and fiddling with the wire until he had it in the right position to make Gavin tremble. He clipped on Gavin's lead before urging him to follow.

He turned on the vibrator every so often as he led Gavin to his own room so that he could dress. Gavin was patient as he waited by the door, twitching and whining every so often as the egg rubbing and buzzed against his prostate. His cock was straining already as Nines pulled on a black turtleneck and jeans. Once they were downstairs, Nines sat on the sofa in the bar and lazily opened his legs. Gavin watched hungrily from his place on his knees as Nines pulled his hardened cock out and tugged the lead.

"Do a good job for me, Gavin, and I'll have another treat for you," he instructed as he turned on the vibrator. Gavin moaned and twitched as he followed the insistent tug towards his dripping shaft. He showed no hesitation as he opened his mouth and started licking and sucking, green eyes closing as he followed Nines' wordless instructions and the guiding hand on his head. "You look so good with my cock in your mouth." Gavin's eyes opened to look up at him meekly in response before he swallowed down all he could.

Nines kept his sensitivity low as he relaxed on the sofa and watched Gavin work. He kept him on task with constant small buzzes from the vibrator, smirking as he twitched and whimpered around the cock in his mouth. Laying a hand on Gavin's head, he rocked up to enjoy the tightness of his throat, smirking as he choked on him. He released and allowed Gavin the chance to draw back for breath and rest his tired jaw. With a few quick breaths, Gavin returned to the task, sucking harder as he tried to encourage him to finish.

"I believe you require a little more...motivation...Stay here," Nines ordered as he got to his feet and headed towards his lab. Gavin frowned as he watched from his kneeling position, unsure what Nines was planning. He disappeared for a moment before returning with a black blindfold. Gavin wasn't sure he liked where this was going, but he was willing to go along with it for now. "I want it to be a surprise, so relax and be patient."

"Yes, Sir," Gavin replied cautiously as he closed his eyes and allowed the silky material to slide into place. He bit his lip as the vibrator buzzed. Nines intended to keep him on edge as he set up whatever this surprise was. He remained on his knees by the sofa, trembling and whimpering as he listened to the various sounds around him. He wasn't sure what to think as he heard the patio door slide open. A cool breeze flowed in, making his sensitive skin prickle. It was getting hotter now, but it was still a little cooler in the early evening. Outside? What the hell was Nines thinking? And what on Earth was he doing? He'd carried something out and was setting it up on the tiles outside. It sounded pretty heavy. There was more scraping, and what sounded like some sort of whirring engine running for a few moments.

"Gavin, come," Nines instructed as he returned and tugged his lead. Gavin was reluctant. He was going to be naked and exposed on the rooftop for all to see. "No other building is at the correct viewing level, and the lower patio is surrounded by plants. You are perfectly safe," Nines assured gently, pausing in case Gavin wanted to use his words. Gavin swallowed dryly as he timidly allowed himself to be led out onto the textured wood of the decking. He was led down onto the large tiles and then onto a new platform of wood. Is this what he was moving around?

Gavin did as he was urged, following Nines' guiding hands on his torso and arms until he was in the right position. He was wary as Nines cuffed his first wrist, tugging and finding it was stuck to the wooden base. He licked his lips anxiously as Nines cuffed his other hand. Nines soothed and assured him as he took his collar and clipped him into a neck restraint. His weight was resting on his forearms, with his neck strapped barely a foot higher.

"You're doing wonderfully, Gavin," Nines praised as he stroked down his trembling spine. Gavin found himself encouraged with a fresh buzz as his hips were raised and his thighs parted. Nines lifted his leg over some form of support and strapped his thigh securely. Gavin panicked as his second thigh was strapped over another support. He couldn't move. He was trapped! His ass was spread open, leaving him vulnerable out in the open for anyone to see. It was even worse once his ankles were cuffed. "Gavin, it's only us here, and I won't leave you...Colour?" Nines checked as he stroked and soothed his quivering spine.

"Y-yellow. Hurry up so I can see," Gavin replied uncomfortably as he tried to squirm. Nines voiced a small reassurance and Gavin heard one final piece shift into the correct position. He bit his lip and tried not to moan as Nines' lubed fingers pressed and teased his entrance. The small egg was removed and then Nines moved away. Gavin was anxious as he remained trapped on his knees, listening as Nines moved to stand in front.

"Alright, you can look now..." Gavin blinked in the dimming light as the blindfold was pulled free. The sky was flushed with deep reds and purples as the distant edges darkened to a deep shade of blue. He looked up at Nines, who was sitting comfortably in one of the patio chairs with his legs crossed and a glass of thirium in his hand. "I bought this toy for you...I thought it might teach you patience," he added as he nodded to whatever was behind him, but Gavin was completely immobilised. He couldn't turn his head if he wanted to.

Nines smirked as he pressed the remote, watching Gavin jerk as the machine behind him sprang to life. He yelped and tried to flinch away as something slowly thrust forward to breach his already lubed and loosened entrance. Nines chuckled as he sat back and sipped his thirium, enjoying the helpless look of surprise and desire that crossed Gavin's flushed face. He paused the machine once the length had fully embedded itself and stood briefly to adjust the angle. He wanted it to slide along his prostate with each penetration.

"Remember, Gavin, there's an open bar below..." Nines teased as he returned to take up his comfortable seat once more. Gavin was about to voice an objection when Nines turned the machine on. He gasped and held his breath at the foreign sensation. The attachment was high quality, likely one of his own toys, but the movement of the machine was making it pulse and vibrate as it breached his walls. The angle Nines had chosen was calculated and sinful. There was nothing he could do to change it. He was strapped and buckled in place. The machine was set to a slow and torturous pace as Nines leisurely sipped his tumbler of thirium.

"N-Nines! Nines-please!" Gavin moaned, body pulsing with pleasure as he tried to squirm. The pleasure was unbearable, especially with the almost painful ache in his cock. Nines chuckled as he remained seated, quite content to watch Gavin suffer a little. "Nines! I'll do it seriously! I will! Please!" he whined desperately as Nines increased the pace of the machine. It was relentless. Far more methodical than Nines himself. There was a steady, in-out pace that didn't pause or wait for him to adjust. He couldn't bargain or plead with it for more. It was the same continuous motion that would force him painfully over the edge if Nines left him for too long.

"Quietly, Gavin. There's company below." Nines smirked as Gavin's cheeks flushed and tears of frustration formed in his eyes. His eyes were dazed when Nines finally rose from his seat to stand before him. "You promised..." he reminded as he unzipped his jeans and pulled his cock free. Gavin opened his mouth for it, unable to rock back and forth. He was completely dependent on Nines to fuck his throat. Nines hummed his appreciation as he rocked his hips, setting pace with the relentless machine.

Gavin choked and whined around him, drool pooling on the wood between them as Nines continued to use his throat. His whimpers became urgent as Nines increased the pace of the machine again. His cock was probably purple at this point. It fucking hurt! He was about to pull back and use his words when Nines finally reached down to caress him. He came straight away, crying desperately around Nines' cock as he did so. Nines chuckled and praised him as he continued to use his throat. He slowed the machine, but didn't turn it off. The over stimulation was almost painful.

"Don't stop now, Gavin," Nines ordered as he approached his own release. Gavin moaned around the cock in his mouth in encouragement. He was ready for it. Nines seemed to understand as he increased his pace and finally spilled. Gavin swallowed what he could, but felt the remnants run down his lips and splash his cheek. "I'm going to clean up. Try not to come again while I'm gone." Gavin whined an objection. He didn't want to be left alone out there, strapped naked to a machine. Overstimulated and tired. He whimpered when he realised Nines was already gone and tried to be quiet as the attachment continued to press and rub his prostate.

"Nines, please! I-can't-" Gavin objected desperately as Nines returned with a refilled glass. He sat down and eyed Gavin searchingly. It hadn't been an order, and he hadn't used his words.

"You can, and you will...If you haven't come a second time by the time I reach the end of this glass, then I will release you." Gavin knew that wasn't exactly a fair deal. Nines could take as long as he wanted to drink that tumbler. "I knew you'd enjoy this toy...It's a little cumbersome and difficult to store, but I believe it has been worth the trouble." Nines enjoyed the show as he sat back and watched Gavin getting fucked by the thrusting attachment.

"I-I-don't-"

"Don't even try to deny it, Gavin. We both know you're a terrible liar." Nines enjoyed seeing him bound and helpless like this, though he would much prefer to be in the machine's position at this point. He took another sip as he increased the pace of the machine, watching Gavin's eyes widen as he moaned out loud. "You should see your face right now...Perhaps I will replay this for you later as you fuck yourself on another attachment." He knew it would turn him on to see it. "Look at you, dripping already." He smirked as he sipped his drink again.

"Nines! please!" Gavin begged, whining as Nines did no more than swirl the thirium in his glass. His head was beginning to feel fuzzy from all the stimulation and relentless rubbing. Nines monitored him. There was a sixty percent possibility that he would faint upon his next orgasm. It would feel extremely good and Gavin would sleep well with no other physical side effects, so he remained as he was and continued to monitor his progress. Gavin whined as white spots started to fill his vision. He could barely see Nines sipping his drink through the white haze. A moan fled his lips as pleasure flooded his senses in a relentless wave. He wasn't sure if he cried Nines' name or not as his body stiffened in bliss and slumped in the restraints.