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He hadn't moved from where he had been, only extended his legs, and he held one arm out so that his sticky hand lay off the bed. Viktor's eyes widened as he looked at K beside him.

"You've never had an orgasm before?"

He hadn't moved his altered hand so that it was set beside K, where he had left It. That single kiss to his knuckles did kindle a warm light of affection through the bond at the gesture. It comes from the fact that K chose to kiss the altered hand and showed neither fear nor disgust at doing it either.

Viktor sucked in a quiet partial breath through his teeth and flinched from the single finger against his softening cock. He was still sensitive, and having both a Familiar bond and touching skin-to-skin from Viktor's shoulder to his hip meant that any feeling would be enhanced.

"Well, that would make a first for both of us, since I've never had a bath, only showers. "

"I haven't. I seem to lack that functionality." K eases up on his teasing and instead reaches for Viktor's altered hand again, having noticed his reaction to being kissed there. "But I felt yours," he says as he runs his thumb along Viktor's palm. "I could feel everything..."

Through his self-maintenance research he'd concluded that interfacing might be his best bet for experiencing things of that nature, and tonight more or less proves it. So while he may not technically be capable of orgasm or ejaculation on his own, he can experience both indirectly through someone else — through Viktor, and probably only Viktor, thanks to the bond they share. Who knows, maybe with some adjustments to his system he might even be able to achieve a more direct approximation of orgasm himself. And speaking of firsts.

"Never?" His eyebrows are raised when he lifts his head to look at Viktor's face. "I think we have to now. I'd like to give you that experience. I'll even carry you so you don't have to walk," he adds wryly.

After moving from Viktor's side with some reluctance and standing up, the seriousness of his offer becomes apparent when he's pulling Viktor up into his arms, fully intending to carry him to the bathroom if he allows it. It will certainly be a night to remember.

That makes Viktor laugh a little. Grinning, he scrambles to get one arm around K's neck and his altered hand trying to hold onto a shoulder.

"Ah! K, you don't have to carry me! I don't know if there is even a bathtub here in the apartment."

There was and it even had towels and a few toiletries to match but the idea that K just picked him up to carry him around is funny.

"I'm afraid I must insist," K replies with feigned solemnity, though the combination of Viktor's laugh and the emotions he can feel through their bond soon have him laughing too. Alternative plans could've been made if needed, but luckily there's a bathtub big enough to suit their purposes right there in the lab's apartment. K sets Viktor down and briefly kneels to start the bath water running, making sure it's at a comfortably hot but not too hot temperature. The very last thing he'd want is to accidentally injure Viktor while trying to romance him.

"A moment, please."

Then he steps out to retrieve his spoon from where he'd left it in his coat pocket and summons some items with Lore. Only a few seconds later he returns to the bathroom holding a basket of various bathing luxuries he's seen in shops before, as well as a pair of soft robes. He wants to make it a special experience. A packet of subtly perfumed bath salts are poured into the steaming water first, followed by some bubble bath that begins rapidly producing pastel rainbow suds.

Turning back to Viktor, K pulls him in for a sweet kiss and gestures for him to step in first. "After you," he says with a bright smile. "Let me know if it's a good temperature."

It was hard not to share the good mood, and Viktor was still fizzing with laughter even after K put him down. After he returned with his spoon, Viktor was somewhat confused about what the bath salts were. The bubble bath only served to confuse him further.

"Why are you putting soap in water? Isn't that a little counterintuitive?"

K seemed to be pretty confident in what he was doing, so when he indicated that Viktor should go first and that he should test the temperature of the water, Viktor first put both hands on the sides of the tube. One was pretty normal, but his altered hand clunked against the enamel of the tub like a cross between metal and stone. Viktor sucked in a breath between his teeth as he lowered himself into the steaming water. It was hot enough to tingle up his thighs and stomach but after a moment he grew used to the feeling and sighed with contentment. He always took showers that were so hot they would be considered painful to other people. After a moment he let his hands fall away from the sides of the tab into the water.

"You're asking the wrong robot," K admits as an amused smirk tugs at the corners of his mouth. He has about as much experience with luxuries like this as Viktor. "I think it's just for fun. A bubble bath. The bath salts, though, I've heard those are beneficial in a few ways. Such as for pain relief."

It seemed like a nice novelty to try together. If Viktor doesn't care for the bubbles and salts, they can skip them next time — he hopes there'll be a next time, at least. Of the two of them only Viktor is able to suffer burns, so if the temperature is good for him, K has no concerns. He steps in behind him and carefully lowers himself into a seated position with his bent knees bracketing Viktor.

"What do you think?"

Viktor wrinkled his nose a little bit and blew at the nearest pastel bubbles.

"I think that putting soap in water is a silly idea since it makes neither one serve any purpose."

Having said that Viktor first leaned forward in the water, which made tiny waves when he moved. Putting his hands back on the sides of the tub he was able to straddle K. When he was settled everything from his waist to the base of his throat was in direct skin-to-skin contact. Viktor's arms wound around K's neck and he let out a long sigh as his senses started to feel like they were lit flames.

"I also think that I like this better. "

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After shutting off the faucet, K wraps his arms around Viktor as he's getting settled and then comfortably reclines a bit, radiating the same kind of contentment that he does as a purring cat. If he could purr in this form, he would be.

"Me too. You've made me so happy," he says with a quiet earnestness, and begins lightly stroking Viktor's back with one hand. "And I don't mean because you let me feel an orgasm for the first time... though that was good." Even if his erection hasn't fully subsided yet. It would eventually. Probably. He can't really help still being turned on, while holding Viktor like this and feeling the pleasant thrum of their dual connection. But he isn't complaining.

"This feels like the way things should have been all along."

He's just glad they found their way back to each other after how muted their bond had once been. He doesn't want to imagine his life without Viktor in it.

Viktor first laid his head down on K's shoulder, feeling a pleasant sensation from K's fingers against his back. He let out a quiet chuckle about K's amendment about feeling what an orgasm is like.

"That would have been nice, I'll admit."

Viktor is naked and draped across you in a bathtub. He would be a little bit offended if you weren't still hard. His had subsided to a pleasant background state of arousal but it was by no means gone. He curled his arms around K's neck a bit so that he would be able to kiss K's throat.

"But it was more important that you decided what to do for yourself."

K lacks any equivalent to a refractory period, and despite how incredible Viktor's climax had felt even when experiencing it indirectly, it hadn't quite relieved his own aching arousal. Almost the opposite, really. And he's a bit worried about being an inconvenience because of it. And so Viktor being willing to continue being close and touching him is very nice — and helps. His nerves feel as though they're buzzing, and he gives an appreciative hum at the kiss, tightening his arm around Viktor.

"I could have decided for myself even before," he says with a slight smile. "And I did, when I asked you to share a bond with me." Through the pleasant haze of arousal and affection still permeating their bond, a softer feeling of comfort is offered. "But I understand your concerns. You were worried about how my programming might limit my choices with a human partner?"

And it is understandable to be concerned about that, because early on in K's life that would have been precisely the case. Consent doesn't exist for androids where he's from. They'd have to be recognised as actual people first.

"Yes, that is what I was concerned about."

Viktor lifted his head, arms unwinding enough that he was able to cup K's cheek and urge him into a slow, languid kiss. Viktor's tongue licked its way past K's lips and he took his time and tasted as much of K's kiss as he could before he spoke. His voice was quiet, lips within easy kissing distance as they brushed against K's.

"It doesn't seem fair that you can just take your clothes off and touch me to make me cum."

Viktor did lean in enough to actually kiss K. He moved away then but only enough to be a few inches away with his chest and stomach still pressed against K.

"I want to know what makes you feel good."

In illustration of what he meant, he ran a palm from K's chest down under water to his ribs then stomach, and finally spread that same palm very gently across his erection.

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Being kissed so thoroughly is an experience K can never get enough of, and he makes a soft sound of protest when Viktor eventually pulls back. And then when an answer to Viktor's request doesn't immediately come to mind, K is sorely tempted to keep kissing him instead. Maybe that could be answer enough. That makes him feel good. For K, sex has always primarily been for the benefit of his partner, and fulfilling their needs. He doesn't have much experience with this — his pleasure being given focus. Curiosity about what he enjoys.

Maybe that in itself is an answer.

"Making you feel good," he says with a small smile, reaching to run his soapy fingers through Viktor's hair. "Even if we didn't have a bond, it would still bring me pleasure." Though it would be a mistake to think any of it stems from a submissive mindset. If he had his way, he would never be forced to serve or obey again. It's more the opposite, if anything — he really enjoys being in control while taking care of his partner. But domination is far more broad in scope than any single physical act he could name, which is what he thinks Viktor is wondering about.

"I don't have much experience with focusing on my own pleasure," he eventually admits, figuring the truth is probably the best place to start. "But I do enjoy how you kiss and touch me. I'm sorry if..." His brow begins to furrow as he struggles to keep his frustration from bleeding into their bond; he doesn't want to ruin the mood. "If it's disappointing, for you." Or if I'm disappointing. "That I can't orgasm the same way you can."

Viktor leaned forward and kissed K to quiet him.

"Hush. Luckily, we are both more than the sum of what our bodies allow us to do."

Viktor sat upright on K's lap, his skin wet and the ends of his hair damp from the bath water. He put K's hands -one after the other, each with palm against Viktor's skin- decisively on each of Viktor's hips. While they were there, Viktor flattened his hands out so that K's hands would be sandwiched between Viktor's hands and Viktor's skin.

When he looked back at K, the pupils had dilated in his golden eyes. But whether or not K would be able to see that small physical sign, there was a soft and warm feeling in the bond of something a little bit different from the kind of carnal love that K had experienced before, but it was definitely love. The soft and warm kind of love that is so fragile and ephemeral when it is being created, but stronger than steel when it's being tested.

In tandem, their hands slowly started to move across Viktor's skin. To Viktor, it felt like K's touch tingled and felt like magic on it's own. K's palms started to move whenever Viktor's guiding hands moved, first to hips and then the skin over his lower stomach.

"You know I've fantasized about this. About me riding you and your hands being all over me."

That Viktor can relate to the sentiment is not at all surprising given his own lived experience. And K's grateful for that shared understanding between them, even if a part of him still wishes he could be more than what he is, for Viktor.

He lightly squeezes Viktor's hips when his hands are placed there, but before he can do anything more he finds Viktor's hands covering his, then beginning to guide them. He offers no resistance, content just touching him and getting to explore his body and their heightened bond in this way.

Even more than the physical aspects, it's the emotions that he can feel through their bond that have his eyes drifting closed as he audibly exhales, seeming overwhelmed, as his own feelings of love are interwoven with Viktor's. But it's only a few moments before he's watching Viktor again, wanting to see his face, their joined hands, the way their bodies fit together. At Viktor's words, he rolls his hips upward in a languid, undemanding motion simply to enjoy the mirrored sensation of his cock sliding against Viktor's body.

"You're overdue for another massage," he murmurs, stroking one of his thumbs along Viktor's skin without otherwise moving his hands from beneath Viktor's. And while they're on the subject of fantasies...

"I've scent-marked you a lot as a cat," he continues after a moment, his smile becoming a little self-conscious. "I felt the instinct to before I even understood that's what it was. I wanted us to smell like each other." To belong to each other. (Sorry if other cats have ever avoided you because you reeked so strongly of robocat, Viktor.) "Then I started imagining what it might be like to mark you in other ways, but not as a cat..."

They certainly weren't kidding about how intimate a Familiar bond could be. But though sitting on K's lap and guiding his hands over skin, Viktor noticed that he could think a little bit more than he could when K's entire naked body was pressed against him. Even with his clothes on, a Familiar bond would still make his touch into a calming experience.

Slow and steady Viktor guides K's hands higher until both hands diverge. One hand is guided across the first three of his ribs and upper stomach, and the hand that is sandwiched between his altered hand and his skin is guided higher still over his chest. That hand is picked up and a single kiss gently given to K's palm before the hand is replaced next to his collarbone. Then he chuckled quietly again.

"Then I must know how you would want to mark me~?"

Depending on what K said he may get an enthusiastic yes.

Viktor wasn't very good at emotions, but it was easier with K. He didn't have to pretend to be totally fine. That things that were less than human about him from his afflicted hand to the Void infestation did not bother K. Viktor threaded the answering feeling of love together into the bond they shared like a tapestry made of emotion.

The feeling of being totally submerged in a warm bath is doubled as Viktor's emotions had that same quality to them. Although surrounding K, it feels more comforting than a bath. But it would be easiest to tell that the sense of playful curiosity is coming from him.

Edited (bleh, brain things meant I had to write this at two different times sorry) 2024-12-14 22:03 (UTC)

As Viktor continues guiding their hands over his body, K begins to imbue a hint of actual magic into his touch, warming his hands using his elemental ability until they're just hot enough to make Viktor's skin — and his lips, when he kisses K's palm — tingle pleasantly. Something he only dares do because of the precise control he has over his abilities.

Even overlooking the effects of their bond, he hasn't experienced anything quite like this before. No racing to orgasm, just physical intimacy for its own sake; a complete experience in and of itself. It wouldn't have occurred to him before this that anyone could want this with him. He's as much a victim of socialisation as anyone, only he hadn't been socialised as a man or even as a person, but as a tool that only exists to be used. A finely crafted weapon. Certainly not something — someone — deserving of this care, consideration, or love that Viktor's showing him. And he's soaking it up as though he might never get to experience it again.

"With my mouth." Using his hand that's near Viktor's collarbone, and taking care not to dislodge Viktor's hand, he brushes his fingertips against Viktor's throat. "On your neck. Or one of your thighs," he adds, a shadow of wistful longing passing over his face before he smiles. "Or both places..."

Whether or not the fantasised about love bites would be in areas others could potentially see, just the knowledge that they're there on Viktor's skin would give K a thrill.

Giving K a wicked smile, Viktor guided the hand that was closest to his collarbone up to caress his neck instead. Viktor turned his head a little bit, putting his neck on display. The other hand is guided down below the water on to Viktor's inner thigh. Having a Familiar bond does make this more fun, but Viktor would be just as happy to be fully closed and resting his head on K's shoulder. The idea is just being close for closeness sake.

"I would tell you that you should do exactly that, but I think that having a Familiar bond means that the more of your naked skin that touches mine, the more intense that you feel."

That pleasant background feeling of arousal was still there like the hot embers of a fireplace smoldering away quietly. But more than that the feeling of comforting love was starting to shade a bit more into attraction and the carnal sort of love that K had experienced already. It's difficult for it not to because they were naked in a bathtub together.

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Aw man I wish I had an icon of Viktor laughing

he's so cute c:

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oh no I don't have an icon for this either XD;

oh i WISH i had icons of them sharing a bath ahah

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