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[Justine abandons the small scraps of food remaining on her plate and reaches out towards Connor.] I'm sorry. [Her fingers slide through his and she gently squeezes to offer some small measure of comfort.]

I hadn't meant to make you sad.

[She raises to her feet and places her plate behind her to address later.]

Come with me. I'd like to show you something.

You didn't. Don't worry.

[He often feels guilty about the androids in his path who were killed. Justine didn't bring it up, he did. He lets Justine lead him wherever she's going, hand in hers.]

[Her fingers interlace with his as she leads him towards the backyard. It's a small but lovely backyard with a carefully cultivated lawn. There is an herb garden to their left and a bench covered with pillows and surrounded by roses in the far left corner of the lawn.

Justine leads him to the spiral stair case that magically leads up towards the sky. The deck is high and not too big to be daunting. From here they can see Connor's house as well as the larger houses of Haven. She lightly presses two fingers against the wood and the sheer looking spell around them darkens and the wind ebbs to a gentle breeze. There are several long lounge chairs, push pillows and a thick blanket that Justine had laid upon the ground.

She sometimes comes up here to read and a few of her books are scattered around the area.]

What do you think?

[Connor looks around and seems pleased with the cosy space.]

It looks very comfortable. It must be nice to read here.

[Not that he knows if reading is nice or not, but it must be if so many people do it.]

It is but that isn't why I brought you up here.

[Justine gently pulls Connor onto one of the lounge chairs, positioning them so that she's able to rest her head on his shoulder and curl against his side.]

This is why I brought you up here. We can kiss more or just enjoy... being close.

[Connor slips his arm around her waist and smiles against her forehead as he presses a little kiss there.]

Of course. I'd like that.

[He shifts so that Justine can either kiss him or just lay against him.]

[Justine decides that she wants to do both. Her slender frame presses against his side, her legs intertwining with his, while she begins to trail light affectionate kisses down the smooth curve of his neck.

It's odd that he doesn't have stumble but she supposes that it makes sense. What would an android do with stumble?]

How does this feel?

[She gently nips at his neck, dragging along his skin with her teeth.]

[Some androids do have stubble, but not Connor. It's nice not having to shave, at least. He tilts his head as Justine nibbles at his neck, closing his eyes.]

It feels good.

[He could definitely do this for a while.]

[Justine smiles against his skin as she continues to trail kisses and playful bites over his shoulder. She doesn't stop there. Instead her fingers tease at the buttons of his shirt, allowing her to continue her path along his clavicle and down his chest.]

You can kiss my chest too if you want.

[She couldn't help herself and the comment is out before she can stop it.]

[Connor's eyes widen at that comment, snapping open from where he'd been contentedly letting Justine bite at his skin. He flushes a light blue, glancing down at her. Specifically, her chest.]

I... do you want me to?

[He'll do it, there is absolutely nothing stopping him. The comment just came as a surprise.]

[She looks up at him, watching in delight as his face flushes a cool pleasant blue.]

Yes. I think I would.

[It surprises her a little bit but she wants to know what it's like. Even if the motions are exploratory, awkward or uncertain. She wants to experience more of Connor. Even in baby steps.]

But only if it's something you want to do.

[He shifts to settle his weight over her, and leans in to start kissing at her neck first.]

I do.

[He's curious about Justine's body, that much he can't deny. He's gentle with his kisses, but he's learned from Justine and leaves little nips as he trails over to her shoulder. He kisses as far down as the fabric of her shirt will allow, hand resting on her waist.]

Does it feel okay?

[Justine moves so that her back is pressing firmly against the inclined chair, leaning her head to the side so that Connor can easily access her throat, neck and chest. His mouth is soft against his skin, trailing a path of fire as his head dipped towards her clavicle.]

Yes. More than okay.

[She smiles.]

You're a quick learner.

[Her shirt is the same simple white fabric that he'd purchased for her after her clothes had soaked through. There isn't very much to it and the fabric is easily tugged a few inches down before it catches on the straps at her shoulders.]

I am.

[He gets bold with his hand, sneaking his fingers a few inches up her stomach and under the fabric of her shirt before stopping. His lips remain on her skin though, dragging them along her collarbone and huffing a soft breath there.]

You would tell me if I overstepped any boundaries, wouldn't you?

[A soft sigh pulls from her lips as his fingers and lips trail across the smooth texture of her skin. Her skin is unblemished, without the damage of age or sunlight.]

I don't think it's possible for you to over step. [Not anymore.] -But I'll tell you.

I promise.

[He nods, and his hand creeps up further to trail his fingers over her chest underneath her shirt. Curious more than anything because he's never done this before, but he presses soft kisses along her shoulder as he explores.]

Was this what you had in mind when you brought me here?

[He smiles slightly, looking up at her.]

Not exactly this.

[She admits between uneven breaths. Her voice trembling as his fingers push up the hem of her shirt and explore the curves of her chest.]

I just wanted to feel close to you. -but if you'd like me... then you can have me. [Justine reaches forward to gently cup his cheek, her mouth curving into a sweet smile.] Being close to you, it feels right.

[Her thumb lightly brushes along his lips.]

If I were to choose someone to Bond with. I even think it'd be you.

[Connor tips his head into her hand, smiling warmly at her.]

I'd love to Bond with you.

[As for her offer, he bites his lip as he considers.]

I've never... I had never even kissed someone before you.

[He isn't sure what to do, exactly.]

[She flashes him a warm smile as she gently captures his lips in an affectionate kiss. Justine doesn't think she can put how she feels into words so she pours everything into that single kiss, breaking away when she finds her head spinning from the lack of oxygen.]

We'll take it slow.

When it comes to us. I want you to be comfortable. Anything you want to try to kiss or touch. [She smiles.] Then you can.

[He nods, leaning over her more as he pushes her shirt up further. Then he moves to press kisses over her chest, gently lapping his tongue over a nipple.]

You can try whatever you like, too.

[It's only fair.]

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[A soft gasp catches in her throat as his tongue brushes over the peak of her breast. The sensitive nerves send little shivers of fire down her spine that soon comes to rest in her abdomen.]

I will.

[There is so much that she wants to try.]

For now, please don't stop.

[Justine curls her fingers around the hem of her shirt, pulling the thin fabric over her head and tossing it to the deck floor. The cool afternoon air makes her shiver briefly but it's a pleasant contrast to the heat that Connor seems to inspire.

[Seeing that she seems to enjoy that, he keeps going. He uses his thumb and finger to toy with the other, feeling his heart race and the heat rising in him. He's never felt it before. It's... pleasant? There's an odd tension in his abdomen, and he presses a thigh between Justine's legs as he gets bolder. He can't quite get on top of her the way he wants to here, so that will have to do.]

Should we move to that blanket?

[It seems like it might be easier to work with.]

[For someone who's never done this before, he's very good and he makes it nearly impossible for Justine to think of anything beyond the firm heat of his touch or the sweetness of his lips against her lovely skin. Her throat dried, constricting with thirst while her head spun in dizzying waves of desire and heat.]

Yeah. But-

[Her teeth capture her lower lip as her dark eyes glittered.]

You have to take off your shirt too.

[Connor can live with that. He leans back to unbutton his shirt, fingers quick and precise- there's no fumbling over the buttons. He shrugs out of it, and gets up to take Justine's hand and guide her to the blanket. He kicks off his shoes first, then sits down with her and leans in to press another kiss to her lips. It's a deep one, slow and exploring, his tongue running over hers. Then he gently pushes her back, and positions himself between her legs so that his weight is resting heavy on top of her, her skirt riding up partly in the process.

He suddenly remembers she isn't wearing underwear and flushes again, but this time it brings about a heat that it didn't before. He runs his thumb over her cheek as he looks down at her fondly.]

You look good like this.

[Flushed and breathless.]

[Justine watches as his fingers unbutton and pull the shirt from his shoulders. His skin is unmarked by time and as pale as her own but she wouldn't have guessed that he was an android without the soft glowing LED at his temple.

Her fingers slip across his palm before raises gracefully from her seat. The blanket is plush and soft, meant to be laid on, without shoes or additional padding. Justine slides out of her sandals and settles on the soft fabric, turning to look up at Connor with a warm gaze.

The kiss is different than before, beyond the nervous touch they had shared in the kitchen. It is deeper and more wanting than simple discovery and incredibly sexy. Her head spins with pleasant warmth and her lips tingle with his touch as their kiss comes to its end. Her chest flushes beneath the heat of his gaze as Connor slides between her thighs.

Justine's chest rises and falls with slow shallow breaths while her dark hair fans like a halo around her head.] Do I? [She asks, her voice soft as fire, heat and desire coil in her abdomen.]

You look good like this.

[Hovering over top of her.]

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