[ Tech Boy slides closer with the encouragement from K's hands. He can feel the strength in them, purposely restrained, and idly wonders how much of that he could take. Although he doesn't possess the correct fluid in his veins to flush, he would be if he could, body temperature rising with excitement. He lifts his chin to give K his throat, arching a little with the kiss on his neck. For as much as Tech Boy is usually averse to physical contact of any kind (it makes him jumpy unless he's the one initiating it), he's really enjoying himself right now.
Or at least he was until he could hear K pulling away. Tech Boy narrows his eyes at that neutral range in K's voice, and the static causes him to draw back a little to look at him. The red string connection is insistent, but Tech Boy's trying not to listen to it now. It's fun when it's flirting and teasing out emotions from K, but if K's going to have this particular type of spiral at this particular moment, TB doesn't want to come along on this ride. It's going to make him angry if he does.
This astonishing, powerful replicant had been crippled by the humans who were supposed to be taking care of him. Designed to be superior in every way and then programmed to be subservient. K is beautiful. His mind and body a work of art that even TB could appreciate. The God of Technology cold see the potential in K that the humans could not because they refused to. It's the limiting programming, written out of human fear, that's at fault-- not K himself. But it isn't that Tech Boy wants to 'rescue' K from his captors. K had already done that himself. Tech Boy wants that person buried under all the bullshit. Wants to know him, wants to be around him. And the god doesn't like to be around most people. If the red sting connection is good for nothing else, know that Tech Boy feels this on behalf of the man now holding him so gently. ]
Fuck what you were designed to be used for. [ His jaw is clenched. ] Fuck that you were designed to be used. [ He slides his hand from K's shoulder to take him by the back of the neck, holding onto him with deceptive strength. ] If I only wanted a toy, or a tool, or an emotionless sex doll, I would have picked someone else. Or I would have used you earlier and gotten bored with you already. I'm not a selfless god. [ He roll his hips to grind against K as if to emphasize his point. ]
You want more. That's what I'm offering. But be sure you know what you're asking before you finish that sentence. [ His tone of voice is almost pleading. ]
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Or at least he was until he could hear K pulling away. Tech Boy narrows his eyes at that neutral range in K's voice, and the static causes him to draw back a little to look at him. The red string connection is insistent, but Tech Boy's trying not to listen to it now. It's fun when it's flirting and teasing out emotions from K, but if K's going to have this particular type of spiral at this particular moment, TB doesn't want to come along on this ride. It's going to make him angry if he does.
This astonishing, powerful replicant had been crippled by the humans who were supposed to be taking care of him. Designed to be superior in every way and then programmed to be subservient. K is beautiful. His mind and body a work of art that even TB could appreciate. The God of Technology cold see the potential in K that the humans could not because they refused to. It's the limiting programming, written out of human fear, that's at fault-- not K himself. But it isn't that Tech Boy wants to 'rescue' K from his captors. K had already done that himself. Tech Boy wants that person buried under all the bullshit. Wants to know him, wants to be around him. And the god doesn't like to be around most people. If the red sting connection is good for nothing else, know that Tech Boy feels this on behalf of the man now holding him so gently. ]
Fuck what you were designed to be used for. [ His jaw is clenched. ] Fuck that you were designed to be used. [ He slides his hand from K's shoulder to take him by the back of the neck, holding onto him with deceptive strength. ] If I only wanted a toy, or a tool, or an emotionless sex doll, I would have picked someone else. Or I would have used you earlier and gotten bored with you already. I'm not a selfless god. [ He roll his hips to grind against K as if to emphasize his point. ]
You want more. That's what I'm offering. But be sure you know what you're asking before you finish that sentence. [ His tone of voice is almost pleading. ]