plug in baby
Title: Plug In Baby
Pairing/Group: Taguchi Junnosuke/Tanaka Koki
Rating/Warnings: NC-17, dubious science
Word Count: 1159
Summary: Just an experiment, though maybe Koki should be wary.
Notes: Another part of the O Green World universe, brought to us by the letter s. Or actually, fic shiritori; originally posted here.
Thanks to science, amazing things had happened. The most amazing, Koki thinks, is that they've come so far-- not only with suspended animation and space travel, but with artificial intelligence, too.
It's an unexpected surprise when Koki opens the door to Junno's quarters and finds him fully engrossed with the ship's wiring. He's got the wall panel at the head of his bunk off, and there's a multitude of multicoloured wires spread out in front of him. Junno only looks a little guilty when he turns to see who's disturbed him; the guilt quickly turns into a grin.
"Just the person we wanted to see," he says, fanning out the wires a bit. There are five of them, when Koki gets a closer look. "Navinosuke and I would like to try something. You game?"
Koki can only wonder what kind of scheme this is, and his curiosity gets the best of him. "Do I need to do anything?"
Junno sits up straighter on his knees, turning to the edge of the bed, and beckons Koki closer. Once Koki's close enough, Junno grabs the hem of his shirt to pull him flush against his chest.
"I wanna explain what we're gonna try," Junno whispers. It's like he's got a secret, and Koki nods as his buttons come undone. "We decided to try a little experiment, something that Navinosuke's wanted to do for a while now. We didn't yank out any wires; what you see is extra that I spliced in. Navinosuke told me how to do it. It's perfectly safe."
Koki nods as his trousers fall to the floor, and Junno pulls back so he can kick off his boots. When he's done, Junno pulls Koki to crawl up next to him and settle flat on his back amidst the wires. Their ends poke into him.
"What we want to do is let Navinosuke in, just a little. It won't be like his connection to me, of course. It will be temporary. How does it sound? Wanna try?"
Koki bites his lip for a second, and then nods. It could be fun. He'd always wondered what it was like, all of those times he'd installed AIs into pilots. He nods, and waits to see how Junno is going to accomplish this.
"You'll have to be still. Very still." Junno is completely serious, and Koki nods again. "Roll onto your side, okay?"
Koki does, gasping in surprise, and a little pain, when the end of one wire scrapes against the back of his neck. A moment later, it pricks into his skin, and Koki wants to get away. He chokes the urge down, though, and in a few moments a wash of contentment flows through his brain and all the way to his nerve endings.
Another wire pokes into the skin along one shoulder, and then the other, and carefully Junno helps Koki roll back. It's uncomfortable for a second, but then something happens in his brain and the discomfort fades. It must be Navinosuke's doing, and Koki shivers a little.
"How do you feel, Koki?" Junno's eyes are glitter-bright as he asks.
"I'm fine," Koki murmurs, a little dazed. Junno smiles down at him, and then fiddles with the last wires.
Each one is inserted along each of Koki's collar bones, and when Junno finally leans back, his fingers ghosting along Koki's skin, a strange feeling washes over him. He must look panicked for a second, because Junno leans forward to shush and pet him. It feels nice, and Koki relaxes into the touch.
Once Koki’s relaxed, Junno pulls away to shrug out of his own clothes. He’s slow and careful as he climbs to settle between Koki’s legs. He leans over Koki to grab the lube from his bedside table, momentarily crushing the breath from him.
“Oh, Koki,” Junno whispers. “How I’d have liked to do this in the cockpit. You know, Navinosuke would like that too.”
There’s a susurrus in the back of Koki’s mind. If he concentrates, he can almost make out Navinosuke’s metallic voice. He wonders if it’s anything like what Junno must hear every day, if it keeps him company in the dark of suspension.
Junno is slow and sedate as he works Koki open. For some reason, Koki thinks it’s for Navinosuke’s benefit, as well as his own, but he doesn’t mind. This is an experiment, and a fascinating one at that. He watches as Junno finally slicks himself, and is surprised when he isn’t the one to move his limbs to accommodate Junno’s slow slide.
Koki gasps at the realization of what, exactly, Navinosuke is capable of, as well as the sensation of being filled. The wires inserted under his skin are a dull tingle, and Koki almost feels as if he’s being manipulated like a puppet. It doesn’t alarm him as much as he thinks it should; instead, his arms raise to claw against Junno’s shoulders..
Their lips crash together, and Koki doesn’t feel completely in control of himself. He’s okay with that; he’s okay with lots of things, especially when they’re in the name of science. That’s the last coherent thought Koki has between the force of Junno’s thrusts and Navinosuke’s interference with his nerves. All he can really focus on now is the way he seems to have wrapped his legs around Junno to pull him closer without his knowledge.
Koki can’t help it when he rests his palm against Junno’s nape to stroke fingers along the port implanted there. His touch makes Junno buck into him faster, and Koki chokes on his air. Try as he might, he’s powerless to make his limbs move the way he wants them to, and he groans at the realization. There’s a hint of laughter in the back of his mind, and Koki feels a chill as one of his hands moves between him and Junno.
His own touch is foreign; his rhythm is jerky and it feels like someone else is touching him. In a way, Koki muses, Navinosuke is, and the realization makes him cry out. Junno leans down, never faltering, as he arches to drag his tongue along Koki’s collar bone and the spot where one of the wires digs into him. It sends Koki over the edge, his vision blanking out as he moans brokenly.
Junno doesn’t last much longer; his hips jerk and he grinds to a halt. Koki vaguely registers the pulse deep inside of himself before Junno nuzzles against the side of his neck before slipping out of him. He doesn’t roll to the side, though, because Koki’s still unable to move and his legs are still loosely wrapped around Junno; they collapse into a sweaty heap.
Junno laughs when Koki breaks the silence.
“We should do this again, for science, of course.” Navinosuke seems to agree, if the electric tingle along his spine is any indication.
Pairing/Group: Taguchi Junnosuke/Tanaka Koki
Rating/Warnings: NC-17, dubious science
Word Count: 1159
Summary: Just an experiment, though maybe Koki should be wary.
Notes: Another part of the O Green World universe, brought to us by the letter s. Or actually, fic shiritori; originally posted here.
Thanks to science, amazing things had happened. The most amazing, Koki thinks, is that they've come so far-- not only with suspended animation and space travel, but with artificial intelligence, too.
It's an unexpected surprise when Koki opens the door to Junno's quarters and finds him fully engrossed with the ship's wiring. He's got the wall panel at the head of his bunk off, and there's a multitude of multicoloured wires spread out in front of him. Junno only looks a little guilty when he turns to see who's disturbed him; the guilt quickly turns into a grin.
"Just the person we wanted to see," he says, fanning out the wires a bit. There are five of them, when Koki gets a closer look. "Navinosuke and I would like to try something. You game?"
Koki can only wonder what kind of scheme this is, and his curiosity gets the best of him. "Do I need to do anything?"
Junno sits up straighter on his knees, turning to the edge of the bed, and beckons Koki closer. Once Koki's close enough, Junno grabs the hem of his shirt to pull him flush against his chest.
"I wanna explain what we're gonna try," Junno whispers. It's like he's got a secret, and Koki nods as his buttons come undone. "We decided to try a little experiment, something that Navinosuke's wanted to do for a while now. We didn't yank out any wires; what you see is extra that I spliced in. Navinosuke told me how to do it. It's perfectly safe."
Koki nods as his trousers fall to the floor, and Junno pulls back so he can kick off his boots. When he's done, Junno pulls Koki to crawl up next to him and settle flat on his back amidst the wires. Their ends poke into him.
"What we want to do is let Navinosuke in, just a little. It won't be like his connection to me, of course. It will be temporary. How does it sound? Wanna try?"
Koki bites his lip for a second, and then nods. It could be fun. He'd always wondered what it was like, all of those times he'd installed AIs into pilots. He nods, and waits to see how Junno is going to accomplish this.
"You'll have to be still. Very still." Junno is completely serious, and Koki nods again. "Roll onto your side, okay?"
Koki does, gasping in surprise, and a little pain, when the end of one wire scrapes against the back of his neck. A moment later, it pricks into his skin, and Koki wants to get away. He chokes the urge down, though, and in a few moments a wash of contentment flows through his brain and all the way to his nerve endings.
Another wire pokes into the skin along one shoulder, and then the other, and carefully Junno helps Koki roll back. It's uncomfortable for a second, but then something happens in his brain and the discomfort fades. It must be Navinosuke's doing, and Koki shivers a little.
"How do you feel, Koki?" Junno's eyes are glitter-bright as he asks.
"I'm fine," Koki murmurs, a little dazed. Junno smiles down at him, and then fiddles with the last wires.
Each one is inserted along each of Koki's collar bones, and when Junno finally leans back, his fingers ghosting along Koki's skin, a strange feeling washes over him. He must look panicked for a second, because Junno leans forward to shush and pet him. It feels nice, and Koki relaxes into the touch.
Once Koki’s relaxed, Junno pulls away to shrug out of his own clothes. He’s slow and careful as he climbs to settle between Koki’s legs. He leans over Koki to grab the lube from his bedside table, momentarily crushing the breath from him.
“Oh, Koki,” Junno whispers. “How I’d have liked to do this in the cockpit. You know, Navinosuke would like that too.”
There’s a susurrus in the back of Koki’s mind. If he concentrates, he can almost make out Navinosuke’s metallic voice. He wonders if it’s anything like what Junno must hear every day, if it keeps him company in the dark of suspension.
Junno is slow and sedate as he works Koki open. For some reason, Koki thinks it’s for Navinosuke’s benefit, as well as his own, but he doesn’t mind. This is an experiment, and a fascinating one at that. He watches as Junno finally slicks himself, and is surprised when he isn’t the one to move his limbs to accommodate Junno’s slow slide.
Koki gasps at the realization of what, exactly, Navinosuke is capable of, as well as the sensation of being filled. The wires inserted under his skin are a dull tingle, and Koki almost feels as if he’s being manipulated like a puppet. It doesn’t alarm him as much as he thinks it should; instead, his arms raise to claw against Junno’s shoulders..
Their lips crash together, and Koki doesn’t feel completely in control of himself. He’s okay with that; he’s okay with lots of things, especially when they’re in the name of science. That’s the last coherent thought Koki has between the force of Junno’s thrusts and Navinosuke’s interference with his nerves. All he can really focus on now is the way he seems to have wrapped his legs around Junno to pull him closer without his knowledge.
Koki can’t help it when he rests his palm against Junno’s nape to stroke fingers along the port implanted there. His touch makes Junno buck into him faster, and Koki chokes on his air. Try as he might, he’s powerless to make his limbs move the way he wants them to, and he groans at the realization. There’s a hint of laughter in the back of his mind, and Koki feels a chill as one of his hands moves between him and Junno.
His own touch is foreign; his rhythm is jerky and it feels like someone else is touching him. In a way, Koki muses, Navinosuke is, and the realization makes him cry out. Junno leans down, never faltering, as he arches to drag his tongue along Koki’s collar bone and the spot where one of the wires digs into him. It sends Koki over the edge, his vision blanking out as he moans brokenly.
Junno doesn’t last much longer; his hips jerk and he grinds to a halt. Koki vaguely registers the pulse deep inside of himself before Junno nuzzles against the side of his neck before slipping out of him. He doesn’t roll to the side, though, because Koki’s still unable to move and his legs are still loosely wrapped around Junno; they collapse into a sweaty heap.
Junno laughs when Koki breaks the silence.
“We should do this again, for science, of course.” Navinosuke seems to agree, if the electric tingle along his spine is any indication.