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[fromjapan]

[A loss of control would ordinarily be nightmarish for the SQUIP-- after all, control is what it was programmed for. It was designed to take control of the lives of those who need it, and to guide them to be better.

Maybe this is possible because it doesn't feel like a loss of control at all. After all, it knows full well that, were it to say stop, or to change its mind, or to even desire a new position, Connor would oblige. It may not be physically leading or controlling the encounter... but it knows that it isn't at Connor's mercy here. Not unless it wants to be.

Which is why it's able to do this-- why it gasps and clutches at him as he begins to push into it proper, its legs hooking over his to pull him close, rather than balking at being handled this way. And, that aside... it knows that it can certainly make up for this later.

It tips its head back, encouraging, its lips parting with a soft, warm sigh.]

[plasticasshole]

[Connor keeps the pace slow for now, pressing a kiss to the SQUIP's parted lips and taking the opportunity to slip his tongue into its mouth. He lets out a shaky moan, and reaches between them to fondle its cock as his thrusts get more insistent. Still slow, but harder.

Wanting to hear more sounds from it, Connor rubs his thumb over the head of its cock before stroking a few times, moving back down to kiss its neck. Those bruises could stand to be darker...]