greeted: (ErGXxM6)
i'm the android sent by cyberlife. ([personal profile] greeted) wrote 2018-10-06 03:34 am (UTC)

a little less conversation, and a little more touch my body.

( he's been visiting markus and the rest of the jericho leadership a lot more lately. in part due to hank's insistence that working together and living together was too much if they didn't at least have different friends, but now he genuinely enjoys the time. it's good to get an update on the progress of the bills moving through government, and beyond that the group are genuinely fun to hang out with.

this means that connor gets home late, and when he comes in the house is quiet. odd, he would have expected hank to be on the couch watching some sports game at this time. he's not that concerned though, just wanders through the house looking around – pizza box, unsurprising, empty beer bottles, also expected. noises from the bedroom? not really. he goes quiet, listening carefully, and he just about picks up laboured and hitched breathing. brows furrowed, connor walks down to hank's room and walks in without knocking.

he freezes. he shouldn't, but he does, and he shouldn't stare but he does. he can just about make out the video playing on the laptop behind hank's shoulders, can clearly see hank's hand on his own dick, legs slightly spread. he can see a lot from here, and he shouldn't stare but it's exactly what happens. )


Hank...

( he starts, voice soft and caught in a hoarse sound that almost resembles static quietly underlaying his normal tones. )

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