fic: Kame v.5.2
Kame v.5.2
Re-instalment, they had said. A fancy, new program operated while recharged and a whole load of new fun and imaginative little features. And Jin could swear his libido was well-alive and kicking.
Not that he wouldn’t have been a little anxious as well. He wasn’t too fond of changes when it came to Kame. But it was said to be better for the cyborg too, and more lifelike. More free will and such.
Technology was such a funny little thing. It was a hate-love relationship that people on earth shared with it - it was corrupting and taking over every little thing, but it was necessary for life. And it had started to develop in many questionable directions - such as Kame.
A prototype. And what was Jin? “The healthy, warm and lively environment Kame needed” - that’s how it was put for him when he had been approached by his boss and told to go home and prepare for some important delivery guest. As if it wouldn’t have been questionable and strange enough, he had found himself stuck with a cyborg with wonky programming - he had had difficulties in almost everything, including walking and talking.
It had been three years ago. Jin kissed the cyborg’s forehead and sighed. Sometimes he forgot that Kame wasn’t really human - sometimes he felt bad for thinking he needed to think that way. What gave him the right? Especially as Kame’s “brain” functioning was being improved and made more human-like, when he acted and thought so much like humans. Sometimes he wondered where the line went. Maybe it was the whole “artificial intelligence” thing, but it was still intelligent, wasn’t it? Kame might’ve been programmed, but he wasn’t really a robot or anything. He somehow oddly had his own consciousness. Jin didn’t know what altering something in the other one’s system could do, but he didn’t care. His job was to take care of him to the best of his abilities, take care of him like of a human. Friend, lover, family member, whichever role he chose to follow.
He held the instruction booklet in his hand and pursed his lips when reading the boring text as Kame slept on him. Little black letters on white sheets and Kame’s warm body and manufactured heartbeat. He sighed as he put the booklet down on the night table and pulled Kame better on him. The young man (cyborg, whatever) flinched and Jin stroke his fingers through his hair as Kame let out a sleepy but awakening groan, body tensing and loosening almost like going through a small process of stretching.
“Charged?” Jin asked Kame as he sat up on him, letting out a heavy yawn. Kame nodded and Jin sat up better as well. Jin removed a tiny wire from the back of Kame’s head and covered the spot with hair as Kame grew more and more alerted. Jin pecked his lips and Kame slid his hands down to his sides, giving him a slightly longer kiss.
“Do you feel alright?” Jin asked him concernedly, pushing him off his lap and to his feet. “Everything working fine?”
Kame went carefully through his functions, moving his body parts, walking a little (normally, on his heels and on his toes) to test his balance and even threw in a couple of acrobatic flips. He groaned and stretched better.
“Perfectly,” he answered Jin and sat next to him, pulling him in a small kiss. Salivating was fine, libido most likely so as well. He smiled in relief. So far nothing out of place, it was good. Maybe it was a good update. He took Kame’s maintenance journal from his bedside table and wrote down his observations so far. It was important to keep track of everything, especially when there were changes. In case some things needed fixing it was better to catch up with them quick enough.
Kame fell down on the bed, sighing deep. Jin turned to look at him as he stared at the ceiling. He tickled the cyborg’s stomach playfully and Kame shrieked as he quickly rolled on his stomach to protect himself from the attack.
“So what’s new?” Kame muttered to the mattress, his voice coming out a bit muffled. Jin picked up the guide booklet and crawled on him, putting it on the mattress so that Kame could see the pages as well.
“Nothing too extreme, I guess,” he noted skimming through the pages carefully. “I guess you’re just getting harder to confine. Why do they insist on making you more complex and difficult…”
“Let me see,” Kame insisted and took the booklet from his hands. Jin put his chin on Kame’s shoulder as the boy looked better into his upgrading.
“Any complaints?” Jin muttered to Kame’s ear with a gently vibrating tone. Kame’s body formed a small tremble and he pressed his face better to the mattress again.
A recharged Kame was a good Kame, he had come to notice through the years. Once a week Kame’s battery was boosted and the cyborg’s nerves really, really stood at the edge and he was easy to overheat. He didn’t get so tired either. Jin would never forget the first-shock of realization a couple of years back when they had done it four times in a row and he had barely been able to move a muscle when Kame had simply jumped out of the bed and strolled somewhere to find more amusement for himself since he had sucked everything out of Jin. It had been a hard blow on his ego. And muscles. He would also never forget the pain he had been in on the following day.
“It said in the booklet I’d be able to improve my complaining skills further,” Kame muttered as he rolled over under Jin, ending up lying on his back. “And protesting abilities.”
“I hope you won’t start disliking more things too,” Jin complained. “It’s difficult when you change. I don’t like changes. They confuse me.”
“I see my complaining isn’t as high-classy as yours…” Kame mumbled. “I thought you’d be more excited.”
“I am excited. I’m merely complaining for the sake of complaining. And my job getting harder without any pay raise in vision,” Jin argued and kissed Kame’s lips. At least there didn’t seem to be any form of change in that area between them. He wasn’t sure if it could’ve been “fixed” with an update, though. It wasn’t programmed to him after all, it was something they had developed with the freedom Kame’s updates had given them. If anything, an update should deepen it or something…
Technology had always had a way of messing with his brains. He grunted. Thank god he wasn’t a mechanic. It would’ve been a little bit too much electronics and programming for him to comprehend.
Kame placed his hands on Jin’s lower back and leaned forward to kiss him. Jin reacted to the small ministration by grinding their hips together to the best of his abilities from the somewhat awkward position.
“What is this update, do you get turned on when you hear complaints…” he muttered in amusement. Kame whacked him a bit harder than usually and he wailed as he pulled away and held his hands to the place where the boy had hit him. “Violent!”
“You’re overreacting!” Kame shot at him angrily. “You’re such an ass, you know that?”
“I guess so if I get insulted by technology,” Jin muttered back and Kame shoved him, pressing his palms on his chest and almost making him fall over. Jin stared at him in shock. Wow, now the update was really starting to show. He really would have to work more on not upsetting Kame or he might as well find himself stuck in a pit he did not want to find himself in.
“That’s what you get when you lack normal relationships so bad you fall in love with a fucking piece of organisms,” Kame shot at him, seeming offended. Jin shoved him as an answer, growing angry himself.
“It’s not that I lacked them, I chose this,” he snapped. “And I don’t do cheating. You’re more than enough for me to handle.”
Kame showed him his teeth and hissed as Jin held him by his shirt with a strong grip. Soon enough a smirk spread on both of their lips and a playful yet daring glint flashed in their eyes and they crushed their lips together, Kame gripping a strong hold of Jin’s hips with his thighs as Jin pushed him further on the bed, forcing his hands up and keeping them tightly in place as he proceeded to kiss the batteries dry of him.
“Since you,” Jin tried mumbling in-between the kisses, “are so complainant nowadays, how about we put it in use…”
Kame groaned as Jin pulled his shirt off, revealing his naked chest. Funny how realistic Kame looked. But he was a “high quality product” after all. A work of pure genius. Jin wondered if he would ever be able to get enough of it.
Probably not.
Kame’s breathing was quickly growing heavy, affecting Jin’s level of excitement as well. They hit their heads together and got briefly tangled more than once as they shed off their clothes to get quickly into action. Kame did have to be tested on that area too, of course, Jin defended his professionalism. If something wasn’t working, it needed fixing. Better find out sooner than later.
“Sweating fine…” he panted as Kame busied himself with kissing his neck and holding him from his hips, grinding them together and rubbing friction and heat on their bodies. Charged was the best, Jin had to decide all over again as Kame never really laid still, always moving at least a little, keeping the friction up. Oh god.
Jin reached for his pants on the ground and managed to pull a pair of handcuffs from his back pocket (in case of emergency - especially after an update there was a possibility something went seriously off and he needed to confine Kame for some time and wait for back-up). Kame had barely noticed a thing, probably expecting him to be after lube. Cyborgs weren’t really self-producing lubricant to the purpose, realistic they were. And they did feel pain. Jin had come to know it a bit too surely.
He wrapped his legs around Kame’s hips as he sat on him and yanked his wrist forcefully up, making him arch his neck and whimper wantonly before he slipped the cool metal against his wrists and cuffed him to the headboard. Kame stopped with his noises to look up and pull his hands experimentally.
“…You tied me up,” he grumbled and tried yanking harder, not really getting anywhere with his tries. “What the fuck, Jin?”
Dirty complaints. It wasn’t that Kame hadn’t complained before, but there was a certain kind of intensity in his words right now. Something genuine and seriously annoyed. Emotion development, good. Maybe a bit too good. Hopefully they wouldn’t go overboard. It wasn’t really a realistic update if they would make it go over humane amounts…
Jin pressed his palms on Kame’s heated and slightly clammy chest, rubbing his small nipples with his thumbs. Kame swallowed hardly (Jin followed his Adam’s apple) and shut his eyes tightly, pressing his lips together as he arched his neck forward. Jin forced the back of his head back to the mattress with a heated and deep kiss, playing with Kame’s over-charged tongue and listening to the small shackle of the handcuffs the boy was trying to yank himself free of to no avail.
“Bastard,” Kame hissed and bit Jin’s shoulder from the part where his neck started, making him cry out softly. Life was good. “Bastard, I should’ve guessed you’d be using all of this to your own pleasure…”
“Don’t complain, I can feel you, you know,” Jin bullied him amusedly and slid one of his hands between them, softly pulling Kame’s erection. Kame reacted to the ministrations with a half-suppressed moan and grunt. Jin could feel him growing a bit longer and harder in his hand. Perfect.
Kame was hot. Heat was radiating from him, and when he stopped to think about it, the same thing probably applied to him as well. He realised how turned on he was and held Kame’s sides as he leaned down to kiss his neck, making Kame wail pitifully.
“I’m hard, Jin,” Kame complained and yanked his handcuffs again. “Come on!”
“Ask for it,” Jin purred to his neck and pressed harder with his thighs around Kame’s sides. “Tell me where you want the lubrication… Tell me to take it from the drawer…”
Kame’s eyes flashed angrily and Jin shrieked when the cyborg yanked and curled up his lower body, using his knees to press Jin from his lower back. Jin’s eyes widened as he felt something a bit too well in place.
“You wouldn’t,” he tried to hiss with a faltering voice but only saw Kame smirk, sweat prickling down his forehead and wet hair messily in disarray.
“I’m re-programmed,” Kame reminded him a bit too sweetly. Jin tried to yank himself away to avoid the sudden attack but Kame flung forward, making him scream a bit and back further back. He could feel Kame’s length pressing him a bit too well to not get the point.
“I was also recharged,” Kame felt the need to remind him again, gently rocking his lips with a playful expression. And Jin wondered just how had Kame managed to turn the tables so badly with his wrists restrained like they were. But Kame did have a point - holding a difficult position a normal human would have difficulties with within the first ten seconds wasn’t really all that hard to hold with his batteries loaded to the maximum. He was screwed. Soon quite literally too, if Kame’s grin told him anything
“Come on,” Kame purred with a nice vibration in his voice, arching his back a little to get more contact with Jin’s body. “Weren’t you excited and into a little bedtime playtime?”
Jerk. Jin tried to get away but Kame somehow managed to get his knees weirdly but tightly wrapped around his sides and pressing to them from behind. Jerk! He pouted childishly and wailed as he held Kame’s hips. His pressing need really was too hard to ignore.
“I want lube,” Jin insisted. “I never did you dry. Let me get lube.”
“Will you let me do you like this then?” Kame questioned him heatedly, grinding his hips and making Jin whimper. He gulped and grew angry and frustrated but gave in nonetheless. Kame didn’t seem too eager to let go of his whim.
“Fine!” Jin shot at him grumpily. “Fine, get your way! We’ll do it like this then!”
Kame bit his lip excitedly as he straightened his legs again and released Jin from his hold, letting him fumble for lubricate with a grumpy look on his face. Kame chuckled amusedly.
“You know, I’m starting to get why you liked this idea,” Kame teased him as he prepared them, fidgeting as he rubbed lubricant to Kame’s erection and his entrance the best he could. “Complaints really can be a turn on…”
Stupid cyborg, stupid, stupid cyborg! Jin glared at him and decided to skip stretching to get the humiliation over with as soon as possible. Kame followed him with observant and curious eyes, a hint of a smirk on his lips as he bent his knees to give Jin some form of support.
“You can lean in them if you like,” he offered, amusement still present in his voice. Jin could feel how he’d grown harder during their little struggle and his preparation. He didn’t answer but took the offer as he struggled for a while to slowly push down on Kame.
His whole body trembled and cock twitched as he cried out slightly once the head was in. Kame’s legs were getting more and more slippery and his back was arching, face red and breathing excessively heavy as he followed Jin’s actions. Jin swallowed and slowly pushed down, body always jolting and some sort of noise escaping his lips.
It wasn’t too bad, actually, not after he got used to the feeling. Kinky it was, that’s what he had managed to produce. If a tied up Kame and him riding on top of him wasn’t kinky, he seriously had no idea what was anymore.
Jin held Kame’s hips as he rocked on him gently, pulling his erection and pushing it back in again with his movements. Kame shuddered and yanked his wrists as he closed his eyes and tossed his head to one side, breathlessly murmuring excited little noises from his swollen lips. His hips were already catching up with the movement, daring slightly to fasten it, meeting Jin earlier than in rhythm.
Jin threw his head back and moaned, nails sinking in the other one’s hip as he moved. It was a bit awkward position but it didn’t matter.
Too bad Kame was tied up and he didn’t feel coherent enough to get off him, find the keys and release him. The other one couldn’t really fondle his own need.
Kame pushed in a bit harder and Jin gasped as he fell forward, crashing against Kame’s chest. Kame curled his legs and pushed back in in a weird angle, making shivers run up and down Jin’s body. He groaned wantonly and gripped a tighter hold of the boy’s sides as Kame rocked their bodies together, rubbing skilfully and creating the god-too-lovely friction he needed. Jin raked his nails to the boy’s lower back, resulting in him arching and pushing in harder, a shaky wail rising from his throat.
Kame’s heartbeat was rapid. Rapid, loud and exciting as he used his energy to keep the intercourse up the best he could. Jin positioned himself better and straightened his arms, using them for support as he moved his own hips to ride Kame better, not missing the other one’s insistence. It always hinted in a nearing release.
Jin got blunter and gripped a strong hold of Kame’s shoulders as they rocked, a rather loud yelp rising from his throat as Kame managed to hit his prostate again. His whole body shook and god, he wanted release. He wanted it again. Just a few more times and he was sure he would come, he was so painfully sure. Kame arched his back and pushed in again, his sweaty soles taking support as he lifted his hips off the mattress completely, really giving Jin an intruding push. Kame arched his neck back and Jin could feel his length pulsating inside of him.
Funny how realistic cyborgs could be made. Kame was so real. And for a while Jin really wondered if it mattered at all if Kame was artificial or not - he sure was able to perform humane tasks and he was build from living organisms. Didn’t humans’ brains work with electric impulses as well? So what if Kame’s worked a bit more technically, it was practically the same. In practice Kame was very, very humane.
And hell, in practice Kame felt very, very humane as he rode him from under him, form blissfully slick with sweat and body so heated no wonder he was already losing his wild senses. And then Jin wondered how the hell did he even manage to think in the middle of it all. It was a complete waste of time.
He wailed, he needed release. Just a bit more. Kame’s frantic movements turned harsher and faster as they finished with a few more rocks, Jin collapsing against Kame’s chest during them and rubbing his own need. When Kame came the movement of his hips softened and after a few more pushes he pulled out, gasping from under him. Jin crawled better on top of him, not caring about the mess he made between them or spreading it as he snaked his arms under Kame’s and buried his head in the pillow next to Kame’s head. Their painfully rapid heartbeats were still way too easily noticeable. Kame was swallowing like crazy.
Jin felt too lazy to bother with getting up to get the key to release him and Kame didn’t object as he lied there with his arms up above his head, chest pushing out slightly. His breathing slowed down eventually and he started twitching under Jin. Jin grumbled and cracked an eyelid open, glaring at the cyborg grumpily.
“Do you want to do it again?” Kame suggested and lunged forward to steal a kiss. “Or do you want to go and play something with me? Can we do something? I’m all loaded, I want to go out.”
Jin pursed his lips and collapsed back on top of Kame, curling on him and sighing in frustration. “I’m tired. We’ll sleep for now.”
“Release me,” Kame objected strongly. “Jin, release me. Let me go! JIN, LET ME GO!”
Jin grinned to himself against Kame’s neck and pressed closer. He felt satisfied with himself as he spent the next thirty minutes merely lying in place on top of the trashing cyborg who was growing frustrated and annoyed from being kept in place against his own will.
Sweet, sweet revenge. Maybe the changes weren’t that bad after all.
Re-instalment, they had said. A fancy, new program operated while recharged and a whole load of new fun and imaginative little features. And Jin could swear his libido was well-alive and kicking.
Not that he wouldn’t have been a little anxious as well. He wasn’t too fond of changes when it came to Kame. But it was said to be better for the cyborg too, and more lifelike. More free will and such.
Technology was such a funny little thing. It was a hate-love relationship that people on earth shared with it - it was corrupting and taking over every little thing, but it was necessary for life. And it had started to develop in many questionable directions - such as Kame.
A prototype. And what was Jin? “The healthy, warm and lively environment Kame needed” - that’s how it was put for him when he had been approached by his boss and told to go home and prepare for some important delivery guest. As if it wouldn’t have been questionable and strange enough, he had found himself stuck with a cyborg with wonky programming - he had had difficulties in almost everything, including walking and talking.
It had been three years ago. Jin kissed the cyborg’s forehead and sighed. Sometimes he forgot that Kame wasn’t really human - sometimes he felt bad for thinking he needed to think that way. What gave him the right? Especially as Kame’s “brain” functioning was being improved and made more human-like, when he acted and thought so much like humans. Sometimes he wondered where the line went. Maybe it was the whole “artificial intelligence” thing, but it was still intelligent, wasn’t it? Kame might’ve been programmed, but he wasn’t really a robot or anything. He somehow oddly had his own consciousness. Jin didn’t know what altering something in the other one’s system could do, but he didn’t care. His job was to take care of him to the best of his abilities, take care of him like of a human. Friend, lover, family member, whichever role he chose to follow.
He held the instruction booklet in his hand and pursed his lips when reading the boring text as Kame slept on him. Little black letters on white sheets and Kame’s warm body and manufactured heartbeat. He sighed as he put the booklet down on the night table and pulled Kame better on him. The young man (cyborg, whatever) flinched and Jin stroke his fingers through his hair as Kame let out a sleepy but awakening groan, body tensing and loosening almost like going through a small process of stretching.
“Charged?” Jin asked Kame as he sat up on him, letting out a heavy yawn. Kame nodded and Jin sat up better as well. Jin removed a tiny wire from the back of Kame’s head and covered the spot with hair as Kame grew more and more alerted. Jin pecked his lips and Kame slid his hands down to his sides, giving him a slightly longer kiss.
“Do you feel alright?” Jin asked him concernedly, pushing him off his lap and to his feet. “Everything working fine?”
Kame went carefully through his functions, moving his body parts, walking a little (normally, on his heels and on his toes) to test his balance and even threw in a couple of acrobatic flips. He groaned and stretched better.
“Perfectly,” he answered Jin and sat next to him, pulling him in a small kiss. Salivating was fine, libido most likely so as well. He smiled in relief. So far nothing out of place, it was good. Maybe it was a good update. He took Kame’s maintenance journal from his bedside table and wrote down his observations so far. It was important to keep track of everything, especially when there were changes. In case some things needed fixing it was better to catch up with them quick enough.
Kame fell down on the bed, sighing deep. Jin turned to look at him as he stared at the ceiling. He tickled the cyborg’s stomach playfully and Kame shrieked as he quickly rolled on his stomach to protect himself from the attack.
“So what’s new?” Kame muttered to the mattress, his voice coming out a bit muffled. Jin picked up the guide booklet and crawled on him, putting it on the mattress so that Kame could see the pages as well.
“Nothing too extreme, I guess,” he noted skimming through the pages carefully. “I guess you’re just getting harder to confine. Why do they insist on making you more complex and difficult…”
“Let me see,” Kame insisted and took the booklet from his hands. Jin put his chin on Kame’s shoulder as the boy looked better into his upgrading.
“Any complaints?” Jin muttered to Kame’s ear with a gently vibrating tone. Kame’s body formed a small tremble and he pressed his face better to the mattress again.
A recharged Kame was a good Kame, he had come to notice through the years. Once a week Kame’s battery was boosted and the cyborg’s nerves really, really stood at the edge and he was easy to overheat. He didn’t get so tired either. Jin would never forget the first-shock of realization a couple of years back when they had done it four times in a row and he had barely been able to move a muscle when Kame had simply jumped out of the bed and strolled somewhere to find more amusement for himself since he had sucked everything out of Jin. It had been a hard blow on his ego. And muscles. He would also never forget the pain he had been in on the following day.
“It said in the booklet I’d be able to improve my complaining skills further,” Kame muttered as he rolled over under Jin, ending up lying on his back. “And protesting abilities.”
“I hope you won’t start disliking more things too,” Jin complained. “It’s difficult when you change. I don’t like changes. They confuse me.”
“I see my complaining isn’t as high-classy as yours…” Kame mumbled. “I thought you’d be more excited.”
“I am excited. I’m merely complaining for the sake of complaining. And my job getting harder without any pay raise in vision,” Jin argued and kissed Kame’s lips. At least there didn’t seem to be any form of change in that area between them. He wasn’t sure if it could’ve been “fixed” with an update, though. It wasn’t programmed to him after all, it was something they had developed with the freedom Kame’s updates had given them. If anything, an update should deepen it or something…
Technology had always had a way of messing with his brains. He grunted. Thank god he wasn’t a mechanic. It would’ve been a little bit too much electronics and programming for him to comprehend.
Kame placed his hands on Jin’s lower back and leaned forward to kiss him. Jin reacted to the small ministration by grinding their hips together to the best of his abilities from the somewhat awkward position.
“What is this update, do you get turned on when you hear complaints…” he muttered in amusement. Kame whacked him a bit harder than usually and he wailed as he pulled away and held his hands to the place where the boy had hit him. “Violent!”
“You’re overreacting!” Kame shot at him angrily. “You’re such an ass, you know that?”
“I guess so if I get insulted by technology,” Jin muttered back and Kame shoved him, pressing his palms on his chest and almost making him fall over. Jin stared at him in shock. Wow, now the update was really starting to show. He really would have to work more on not upsetting Kame or he might as well find himself stuck in a pit he did not want to find himself in.
“That’s what you get when you lack normal relationships so bad you fall in love with a fucking piece of organisms,” Kame shot at him, seeming offended. Jin shoved him as an answer, growing angry himself.
“It’s not that I lacked them, I chose this,” he snapped. “And I don’t do cheating. You’re more than enough for me to handle.”
Kame showed him his teeth and hissed as Jin held him by his shirt with a strong grip. Soon enough a smirk spread on both of their lips and a playful yet daring glint flashed in their eyes and they crushed their lips together, Kame gripping a strong hold of Jin’s hips with his thighs as Jin pushed him further on the bed, forcing his hands up and keeping them tightly in place as he proceeded to kiss the batteries dry of him.
“Since you,” Jin tried mumbling in-between the kisses, “are so complainant nowadays, how about we put it in use…”
Kame groaned as Jin pulled his shirt off, revealing his naked chest. Funny how realistic Kame looked. But he was a “high quality product” after all. A work of pure genius. Jin wondered if he would ever be able to get enough of it.
Probably not.
Kame’s breathing was quickly growing heavy, affecting Jin’s level of excitement as well. They hit their heads together and got briefly tangled more than once as they shed off their clothes to get quickly into action. Kame did have to be tested on that area too, of course, Jin defended his professionalism. If something wasn’t working, it needed fixing. Better find out sooner than later.
“Sweating fine…” he panted as Kame busied himself with kissing his neck and holding him from his hips, grinding them together and rubbing friction and heat on their bodies. Charged was the best, Jin had to decide all over again as Kame never really laid still, always moving at least a little, keeping the friction up. Oh god.
Jin reached for his pants on the ground and managed to pull a pair of handcuffs from his back pocket (in case of emergency - especially after an update there was a possibility something went seriously off and he needed to confine Kame for some time and wait for back-up). Kame had barely noticed a thing, probably expecting him to be after lube. Cyborgs weren’t really self-producing lubricant to the purpose, realistic they were. And they did feel pain. Jin had come to know it a bit too surely.
He wrapped his legs around Kame’s hips as he sat on him and yanked his wrist forcefully up, making him arch his neck and whimper wantonly before he slipped the cool metal against his wrists and cuffed him to the headboard. Kame stopped with his noises to look up and pull his hands experimentally.
“…You tied me up,” he grumbled and tried yanking harder, not really getting anywhere with his tries. “What the fuck, Jin?”
Dirty complaints. It wasn’t that Kame hadn’t complained before, but there was a certain kind of intensity in his words right now. Something genuine and seriously annoyed. Emotion development, good. Maybe a bit too good. Hopefully they wouldn’t go overboard. It wasn’t really a realistic update if they would make it go over humane amounts…
Jin pressed his palms on Kame’s heated and slightly clammy chest, rubbing his small nipples with his thumbs. Kame swallowed hardly (Jin followed his Adam’s apple) and shut his eyes tightly, pressing his lips together as he arched his neck forward. Jin forced the back of his head back to the mattress with a heated and deep kiss, playing with Kame’s over-charged tongue and listening to the small shackle of the handcuffs the boy was trying to yank himself free of to no avail.
“Bastard,” Kame hissed and bit Jin’s shoulder from the part where his neck started, making him cry out softly. Life was good. “Bastard, I should’ve guessed you’d be using all of this to your own pleasure…”
“Don’t complain, I can feel you, you know,” Jin bullied him amusedly and slid one of his hands between them, softly pulling Kame’s erection. Kame reacted to the ministrations with a half-suppressed moan and grunt. Jin could feel him growing a bit longer and harder in his hand. Perfect.
Kame was hot. Heat was radiating from him, and when he stopped to think about it, the same thing probably applied to him as well. He realised how turned on he was and held Kame’s sides as he leaned down to kiss his neck, making Kame wail pitifully.
“I’m hard, Jin,” Kame complained and yanked his handcuffs again. “Come on!”
“Ask for it,” Jin purred to his neck and pressed harder with his thighs around Kame’s sides. “Tell me where you want the lubrication… Tell me to take it from the drawer…”
Kame’s eyes flashed angrily and Jin shrieked when the cyborg yanked and curled up his lower body, using his knees to press Jin from his lower back. Jin’s eyes widened as he felt something a bit too well in place.
“You wouldn’t,” he tried to hiss with a faltering voice but only saw Kame smirk, sweat prickling down his forehead and wet hair messily in disarray.
“I’m re-programmed,” Kame reminded him a bit too sweetly. Jin tried to yank himself away to avoid the sudden attack but Kame flung forward, making him scream a bit and back further back. He could feel Kame’s length pressing him a bit too well to not get the point.
“I was also recharged,” Kame felt the need to remind him again, gently rocking his lips with a playful expression. And Jin wondered just how had Kame managed to turn the tables so badly with his wrists restrained like they were. But Kame did have a point - holding a difficult position a normal human would have difficulties with within the first ten seconds wasn’t really all that hard to hold with his batteries loaded to the maximum. He was screwed. Soon quite literally too, if Kame’s grin told him anything
“Come on,” Kame purred with a nice vibration in his voice, arching his back a little to get more contact with Jin’s body. “Weren’t you excited and into a little bedtime playtime?”
Jerk. Jin tried to get away but Kame somehow managed to get his knees weirdly but tightly wrapped around his sides and pressing to them from behind. Jerk! He pouted childishly and wailed as he held Kame’s hips. His pressing need really was too hard to ignore.
“I want lube,” Jin insisted. “I never did you dry. Let me get lube.”
“Will you let me do you like this then?” Kame questioned him heatedly, grinding his hips and making Jin whimper. He gulped and grew angry and frustrated but gave in nonetheless. Kame didn’t seem too eager to let go of his whim.
“Fine!” Jin shot at him grumpily. “Fine, get your way! We’ll do it like this then!”
Kame bit his lip excitedly as he straightened his legs again and released Jin from his hold, letting him fumble for lubricate with a grumpy look on his face. Kame chuckled amusedly.
“You know, I’m starting to get why you liked this idea,” Kame teased him as he prepared them, fidgeting as he rubbed lubricant to Kame’s erection and his entrance the best he could. “Complaints really can be a turn on…”
Stupid cyborg, stupid, stupid cyborg! Jin glared at him and decided to skip stretching to get the humiliation over with as soon as possible. Kame followed him with observant and curious eyes, a hint of a smirk on his lips as he bent his knees to give Jin some form of support.
“You can lean in them if you like,” he offered, amusement still present in his voice. Jin could feel how he’d grown harder during their little struggle and his preparation. He didn’t answer but took the offer as he struggled for a while to slowly push down on Kame.
His whole body trembled and cock twitched as he cried out slightly once the head was in. Kame’s legs were getting more and more slippery and his back was arching, face red and breathing excessively heavy as he followed Jin’s actions. Jin swallowed and slowly pushed down, body always jolting and some sort of noise escaping his lips.
It wasn’t too bad, actually, not after he got used to the feeling. Kinky it was, that’s what he had managed to produce. If a tied up Kame and him riding on top of him wasn’t kinky, he seriously had no idea what was anymore.
Jin held Kame’s hips as he rocked on him gently, pulling his erection and pushing it back in again with his movements. Kame shuddered and yanked his wrists as he closed his eyes and tossed his head to one side, breathlessly murmuring excited little noises from his swollen lips. His hips were already catching up with the movement, daring slightly to fasten it, meeting Jin earlier than in rhythm.
Jin threw his head back and moaned, nails sinking in the other one’s hip as he moved. It was a bit awkward position but it didn’t matter.
Too bad Kame was tied up and he didn’t feel coherent enough to get off him, find the keys and release him. The other one couldn’t really fondle his own need.
Kame pushed in a bit harder and Jin gasped as he fell forward, crashing against Kame’s chest. Kame curled his legs and pushed back in in a weird angle, making shivers run up and down Jin’s body. He groaned wantonly and gripped a tighter hold of the boy’s sides as Kame rocked their bodies together, rubbing skilfully and creating the god-too-lovely friction he needed. Jin raked his nails to the boy’s lower back, resulting in him arching and pushing in harder, a shaky wail rising from his throat.
Kame’s heartbeat was rapid. Rapid, loud and exciting as he used his energy to keep the intercourse up the best he could. Jin positioned himself better and straightened his arms, using them for support as he moved his own hips to ride Kame better, not missing the other one’s insistence. It always hinted in a nearing release.
Jin got blunter and gripped a strong hold of Kame’s shoulders as they rocked, a rather loud yelp rising from his throat as Kame managed to hit his prostate again. His whole body shook and god, he wanted release. He wanted it again. Just a few more times and he was sure he would come, he was so painfully sure. Kame arched his back and pushed in again, his sweaty soles taking support as he lifted his hips off the mattress completely, really giving Jin an intruding push. Kame arched his neck back and Jin could feel his length pulsating inside of him.
Funny how realistic cyborgs could be made. Kame was so real. And for a while Jin really wondered if it mattered at all if Kame was artificial or not - he sure was able to perform humane tasks and he was build from living organisms. Didn’t humans’ brains work with electric impulses as well? So what if Kame’s worked a bit more technically, it was practically the same. In practice Kame was very, very humane.
And hell, in practice Kame felt very, very humane as he rode him from under him, form blissfully slick with sweat and body so heated no wonder he was already losing his wild senses. And then Jin wondered how the hell did he even manage to think in the middle of it all. It was a complete waste of time.
He wailed, he needed release. Just a bit more. Kame’s frantic movements turned harsher and faster as they finished with a few more rocks, Jin collapsing against Kame’s chest during them and rubbing his own need. When Kame came the movement of his hips softened and after a few more pushes he pulled out, gasping from under him. Jin crawled better on top of him, not caring about the mess he made between them or spreading it as he snaked his arms under Kame’s and buried his head in the pillow next to Kame’s head. Their painfully rapid heartbeats were still way too easily noticeable. Kame was swallowing like crazy.
Jin felt too lazy to bother with getting up to get the key to release him and Kame didn’t object as he lied there with his arms up above his head, chest pushing out slightly. His breathing slowed down eventually and he started twitching under Jin. Jin grumbled and cracked an eyelid open, glaring at the cyborg grumpily.
“Do you want to do it again?” Kame suggested and lunged forward to steal a kiss. “Or do you want to go and play something with me? Can we do something? I’m all loaded, I want to go out.”
Jin pursed his lips and collapsed back on top of Kame, curling on him and sighing in frustration. “I’m tired. We’ll sleep for now.”
“Release me,” Kame objected strongly. “Jin, release me. Let me go! JIN, LET ME GO!”
Jin grinned to himself against Kame’s neck and pressed closer. He felt satisfied with himself as he spent the next thirty minutes merely lying in place on top of the trashing cyborg who was growing frustrated and annoyed from being kept in place against his own will.
Sweet, sweet revenge. Maybe the changes weren’t that bad after all.