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[It doesn't take long for Connor to get into it, especially when Judar is massaging his balls like that. He does keep toying with himself, though. It feels good, and he's enjoying it on top of the thrusting. As soon as Judar hits the right angle he does let out a quiet sound, squeezing around his cock again and shifting underneath him.

His free hand rests by his head again, inviting, and he watches Judar through lidded eyes. His mouth remains slightly parted, breath coming shallowly. He's flushed, a blue tint to his cheeks and his chest.]

Can't help but keep touching yourself, huh?

[ What with that weird blue flush showing up, and the small sounds. Oh, he sees the other hand, just waiting to get pinned against the bed. He hasn't forgotten about any of that. While continuing to pump into him with that same angle, the hand that was massaging his balls moved up to seem like it was taking over the stroking and toying.

Except he continued to stroke up over the hand, to take the wrist and bring it up as well. It's a connected movement with grabbing the other wrist and putting weight on them both, while letting those legs stay up (though free to bend and rest over Judar's shoulders,) before changing his pace to one that was harder and faster. Mostly harder. ]

[He lets himself be pinned, arching under Judar and letting out a quiet gasp as he starts to thrust into him harder. He does let his legs rest at his shoulders, toes curling at the added pleasure of being held down and fucked like this.]

That's good... keep going.

[He lets his head fall back, closing his eyes and focusing on the feeling.]

Not... A problem.

[ Especially when, as he got into the rhythm of the rougher pace, it was feeling really good for him as well. Judar didn't have any particular extraordinary strength beyond what you'd expect for a human, so even as his grip tightened on the android's wrists, it wouldn't cause any damage or disrupt the appearance of anything.

It's certainly what happens, to a degree that one could imagine it leaving an ache on Judar, as he continues hardening the pace; Pressing further against Connor to kiss and bring more rough kisses, with teeth and suction along the shoulder, collarbone and a little with the neck as he feels himself closing up to that climax. Almost like he was doing it on purpose, going rougher to help Connor along, from what he understood about those requests and permissions. ]

[His breath turns to panting as he edges closer to coming, head tipping to expose more of his throat to Judar. His cock is leaking against his stomach by now, and though he strains against Judar's hands holding him down it's with no real effort behind it- he's not trying to escape. Soon he's gasping in time with every thrust, letting out soft moans every so often that get more desperate the nearer he gets.

Then he tightens up around the other man with a groan, coming hard. He keeps his eyes squeezed shut, thighs trembling as he rides out his climax, and when it's over he relaxes underneath him and sighs, satisfied for now.]

[ There's a hidden away and new instinct, inflated by the mists, that found itself deeply pleased by the further exposure of neck. Judar was mostly acting, rather than thinking or being aware of his feelings, so it meant more canvas to kiss and roughly suck at. There were even a couple points where his teeth just rested in so well, that he latched on with a harder bite, sucking for a moment, before easing off with a lick and moving on.

That second point ended up being a deeper bite, in time with the way those muscles squeezed around his cock during Connor's orgasm. It's the point he really liked, finding it more of a badge of pride than the mess spilling out between them, for all both were temporary. That and it helped really milk out his own orgasm- Not caring to ask what the other man preferred, as to being cum in or on, but instead thrusting and letting himself fill Connor, and still finishing as the guy relaxes.

Which he can't help but huff out a few laughs. ]

You are a fucking mess... Happy?

Mm. Very.

[Though he really wishes he wasn't so messy, he knows it can't be helped. He uses the sheets under him to wipe off on, because at this point they're already going to be dirty, and moves his legs off Judar's shoulders.]

I hope I'm not the only one?

[Considering how pleased Judar seems with himself, he's guessing he's not the only one who enjoyed himself.]

It's definitely what I needed.

[ Which is as close as he could get, so, yeah. He'll take that for being happy. Pulling out, as the sheets were already getting used for wiping, Judar follows suit while easing back on the bed. It's only a bit of a lewd position, but definitely relaxed as they had a chance to let that sit. Which meant he could realize that, aside from the messes they both could wipe away, there wasn't much left to show off from what he did. ]

You really don't get marked up... Huh.

[Connor seems quite comfortable where he is, and he idly traces a finger over his unmarked throat.]

It isn't real skin.

[Where he touches, he lets the skin deactivate to show the white and grey plastic underneath.]

[ Well, that's got his attention. Enough to pull out of the relaxed position and look closer. It looked almost as smooth as glass. ]

Damn... So this is original- from your world, instead of part of the changes here, right?

Right.

[He smiles languidly, shifting underneath Judar slightly.]

I'm an android, built by humans. My convincing appearance is simply to make humans feel comfortable with my presence.

People really do come up with the weirdest shit...

[ He's not sure what an android is, but everything else was made clear enough. That Connor's made, and his world seems to need made things to look like them. ]

So what, you're just made for comfort?

I personally am an advanced prototype, built to aid the police with certain cases.

[Explaining deviants and the whole android uprising seems like it would take too long.]

There are many androids built for other tasks, however. If you can think of a job, there's probably an android designed to do it.

People really will make anything they can come up with, in any universe you go to...

[ His did similar with magical tools and other things. So he's just going to sit back again, returning to relaxing. ]

Sounds like yours is very expensive and confusing.

Of course. Humans are quite incredible, in that regard.

[Connor seems amused by that observation, though.]

What about you? What is your world like?

It's...

[ Well, honestly it's really in the middle of an apocalypse, which turns out to be an actual protocol that has to be initiated by someone with power over the universe. Except that's not really the kind of thing you bring up right after sex. ]

There's only humans- Even if they're different, with unique skills or features, they're still human. Not everyone's got magic, either. Some people have to use mundane technology, but enough of us are skilled and used magic to develop skyline buildings, ships that can carry a bunch of people through the sky at really good speeds and trade routes with chilled boxes to keep goods fresh. So our magical tools are more advanced than this world's.

[ Yes, more advanced for his world's magical airplanes, refrigerators, and skyscrapers... He should've led in with the commercial teleportation. ]

You could use magic back home?

[Connor is always interested to hear what kind of magic people had where they were from. Especially since his own world has no magic.]

What kind?

What kind?

[ It was a weird question, if only because it took him another second or two to remember the different classes of magic in this world. ]

I guess... Any kind I wanted to work at and practice? I didn't have any limits back in my world.

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