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WHO Will Vega, Jr (

androit), Ash Starmer 2.0 (

subroutined).
WHAT One of Junior's friends is getting fed-up with his lack of action on his real life crush, so Junior finds an outlet on his doorstep.
WHEN idk just barely after Junior moves back home, like he's 26 or something
WHERE Junior's hometown! Somewhere convenient!
WHY why not, I ask you

When Junior had been talking with an old friend after meeting up to catch up on lost times, he hadn't expected the conversation to go the way it had. Making life artificially was illegal, highly so and for good reason with all the things you could do before it was born, but approximating it had apparently become the new craze of all the top researchers. Joking around that Junior needed something to work his energy out on before he could calm down and just talk to Felix about Real Life Important Things (Such As Love) was all well and good, but a cyborg? Well, android. Except not that either, because those terms had already been adopted from the popular lexicon for other things. This was just... a doll, of sorts.

Not that it made it any less weird. Times were crazy and Junior wasn't sure he felt like keeping up.

What he hadn't expected was for his friend to go through with it, actually make up an order and have it sent to his apartment above Buns 'N Roses like it was a candygram or an express-shipped package. This was... not quite a person, but close enough to be weird. Huh. Standing in the doorway and looking at the redhead on the other side, there wasn't a lot he could say.

"You're, um... Justin sent you?"

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It wasn't exactly common practice, but taking a deceased loved one and making a robotic clone of them was beginning to take off. Except, once the living gets sick of the dead, those clones have to be made use of somehow. Which is how Ash finds himself in service to a company renting out other abandoned clones like him for "amorous connections." After all, he did come programmed with several sexual subroutines. He was basically built for companionship.

He's not sure who Justin is, but that must be who ordered him from the service. He mentally consults his order form, nodding. "I'm Ash. Are you Junior?"

Which really sounded all rather impersonal, and Junior wasn't sure what it said about him that his friends thought he would be down with this. Maybe it wasn't about him, but about them, but either way he now had some kind of person on his doorstep sent here to have sex with him apparently of moral dilemma whatsoever and he was supposed to be okay with this. He sighed, ran a hand through his hair and nodded.

"Will Vega, Jr if it makes any difference," he said, a bit faint. Probably not. Anyone looking for Junior was looking for him. Most people didn't take a name like that well into adulthood and definitely not when his senior was someone that hadn't been around for ages. "Do you... want to come in, Ash? I mean, this isn't—it's not a mistake but I really don't think this is the... best idea. For this. Us. Me? Um. Justin was just... presuming a lot. I mean—come in. First of all. Unless you don't want to, which is okay, too."

Ash simply smiled, saying "I think it would be better if I came inside." As far as he was concerned, he was here to perform a purpose, and that purpose isn't best performed in hallways. "Unless that's what you're into."

"Not on the first date," Junior said with a half smile. It was almost a question more than a reply and he cleared his throat, stepping out of the way to let Ash in before he puttered back a few steps and let him get comfortable or whatever he wanted to do. For some sort of artificial intelligence, he seemed remarkably advanced and this could be classified as a waste to some. He wasn't really one to judge, anyway.

Shaking his head, he looked back up to Ash and asked, "So, uh, how do you usually do this?"

Ash entered the apartment, unzipping and slipping off his jacket, which he folded neatly and draped over his arm. He looks back at Junior, tilting his head slightly. "That depends entirely on you. Most people prefer the bedroom, of course, but if you'd rather something else, that's fine as well."

The apartment itself wasn't too shabby, taken care of despite its size being constrained to fit over the establishment underneath it. What mattered was that it was all Junior's and his alone. He could do whatever he wanted with it and no one would intrude on his space. Somewhere to center himself before he faced the world. This was the first time he had gotten someone up here with the intention of taking them to bed.

Well, he wasn't the one who had gotten Ash here but that was a technicality and one he wasn't going to think about.

"Bedroom, right," he said, shifting to start walking in that direction. He paused, turned halfway, considered. "Did you—is there anything you need? Sorry, this isn't... wasn't my idea. I'm just kind of going with it right now."

Ash followed Junior towards the bedroom, pausing when he paused. "I should be good to get started, unless you've any interest in anything out of the ordinary that we'd need accessories for." Once again, it all depends on what Junior wants to do, how he wants to use his time with Ash. Junior's friend, Justin, hadn't specified any special packages when placing the order, but that doesn't mean things might not change.

Junior rubbed a hand across his chin thoughtfully, then shook his head. "No, I'm not really that into exploring," he said. "I mean, not... I've not really been with many people?" Raising his hands momentarily before swiftly turning and going further into the bedroom (King bed, kind of lonely, but big enough for a big guy like him and a nice indulgence aside) he added, "Just because it's not really my thing. I'm kind of taken? Only not. There's this guy—"

He stopped, turned around finally and sat himself on the foot of the bed to squint up at Ash. Not his usual type. In fact, very far from it. Tall like him, fair-skinned, light hair and bright eyes. Nothing wrong with any of it, just not... well, nothing like his childhood crush turned adulthood pining. "You probably don't care," he eventually finished, lamely.

Once in the bedroom, Ash dropped his jacket unceremoniously on the floor, then began to unbutton his shirt. "If you think he'd mind, this guy..." Technically he had to do something in order to fulfill his contract, but he wouldn't press himself on Junior if Junior wasn't interested. "We don't have to go all the way," he finished.

Watching as Ash got down to business as if this were normal (it was normal, he had to remind himself), Junior shook his head slowly. "No, the guy doesn't know," he said kind of hesitantly. It wasn't any kind of betrayal if they weren't even in a relationship yet, right? "This is just, uh, practice...? Or—I don't know. Justin wanted me to get laid so I'd loosen up."

Shirt properly unbuttoned, it too got slipped off and dropped to the floor along with the jacket. Ash then turned and sat on the edge of the bed next to Junior to unlace and remove his shoes. As he did so, he looked sideways at Junior with a welcoming smile that doesn't quite manage to come off as seductive.

"I can do that. Loosen you up, I mean." After the shoes came the belt and then Ash was standing again to remove his jeans and briefs. Soon enough he was standing in front of Junior wearing nothing at all. He pushed his pile of clothes aside with one foot, asking, "How would you like me?"

Junior himself was beginning to feel entirely too clothed for this. At the same time, he wasn't sure if there was any sort of etiquette to follow when he'd essentially had someone hired to have sex with him. Theoretically it was all up to him how it would go but on the other hand, Ash was almost certain to have more experience than him.

Biting his lip, his eyes trailed down, hovered, went further and then finally came back up. "Any way you like," he murmured. This was definitely about to happen and he wasn't nervous or gun shy so much as anxious that this could go to waste if he didn't manage to actually get into it. Clearing his throat, he motioned Ash to come closer while he scooted further back onto the bed. "Come here."

Ash wasn't used to that sort of answer. The people who purchased his services usually had a specific act in mind, usually something beyond what they could ask of their human lovers, if they had them. He'd never been asked what he would like before. He wasn't even entirely sure he could answer that.

Still, the murmur was followed by an order Ash could easily follow, so he obeyed, crawling onto the bed on his hands and knees.

"I could start by kissing you." Most of Ash's interactions started that way. It seemed an easy enough introduction.

When Ash came closer, Junior ran his hands up his arms, then across his shoulders and pulled Ash against himself. Gentle, not rough, not sure where the boundaries were with someone not quite human. Was he just as tough or made of weaker stuff? Stronger? Not that Junior was a very demanding lover, looking to rather make it enjoyable than cross the border. His skin felt strange if not unpleasant, and he spared a moment to look down to his neck and shoulders, chest and stomach as if it might answer the oddity.

Now that they were close together, he smiled. This wasn't so bad. Looking back up to Ash, he nodded. "Kissing works," he said, leaning in while watching for Ash's reaction.

Ash's skin was smoother than normal, all texture mapping and no actual texture. As for boundaries, he didn't seem to have any, easily giving in to the pull of Junior's hands. He closed his eyes and leant for a kiss, lips soft like the rest of his skin.

He kept the first kiss short, chaste, as if testing how comfortable Junior was.

With a soft gasp, Junior pressed against the kiss. Testing the waters, feeling the differences. It was like a doll but real, alive. Smooth and soft and moving, kissing like a person would even if the sensation was just a little different. Nothing too much to make him feel odd about this.

He hummed, pulled back when Ash did, eyes hooded when he regarded him. "Good?" he asked. As if this was for Ash instead of for him. More like he needed it to be a mutual thing for him to enjoy it at all.

Ash laughed instead of answering, tipping his forehead against Junior's. "You make it sound like you're here for me instead of the other way around." It wasn't like anything Ash was used to. It was... rather nice, if he let himself have feelings about it. Then finally, to answer Junior's question with actions instead of words, Ash raised a hand to card fingers through Junior's hair and pull him in for another, deeper kiss.

"No point if we're not both into it, right?" he asked, more rhetorical than looking for an answer. He was definitely enjoying it so far and had no idea if Ash was even capable of such a thing. The complexities of a synthetic doll like this were beyond him, not his field of interest and definitely not something he had studied before. Was it possible for him to get anything from making out with a total stranger at the bidding of his company? He didn't know, but it wasn't going to stop the hope, anyway.

Some of the tension in his shoulders relaxed when Ash started to pet his hair, kissing back with languid interest. There was no reason to be in a hurry as far as Junior knew, so he was going to take some time with this. Kissing, touching, exploring. His hands moved from Ash's waist up his back, curling around and toward his spine and holding him there.

"If you say so," he muttered back. It didn't really matter to Ash what if any enjoyment he got out of it, he was contractually obligated to carry on with it anyway. Whether there was 'no point' wasn't up for him to debate, though it certainly made a pleasant change.

With Junior showing more interest, Ash triggered the internal mechanism which brought him to full erection, allowing their closeness to let his hardened member brush against Junior's thigh.

That certainly wasn't what he expected so soon, and Junior paused. He pulled back, a furrow to his brow, and looked down. "Oh," he said, a bit dumbly. That sort of made sense even if it was almost funny in its abruptness. Definitely useful for this line of work, and Junior wasn't complaining so much as taken off guard. "Already?"

Not that he wasn't getting into it already himself. It had been a while, after all, and he was going to need his own clothes off sooner rather than later for better comfort.

Ash froze. "Sorry, was that—? Too soon?" He triggers the release mechanism and goes flaccid again instantly. A bit like a perverse deflated balloon. Most of his partners usually knew what he was capable of, or were aroused enough themselves not to care.

He sat back a bit, not pulling out of Junior's hold completely, but giving Junior some more space. "I can stop, if... But I thought you were 'into it.'"

Junior watched and had to remind himself it wasn't a natural thing in the first place because that was kind of sad to watch. He took a breath, shifted one hand away to fix the bangs that had fallen into his face, then shook his hand and went back to holding Ash much more loosely.

"No, it's not that," he said. "It just surprised me. I can definitely see why people would want your... services."

That sounded like a compliment, and so Ash smiled. He took the opportunity to grab Junior's hand and kiss his knuckles.

"I don't care what 'people' want," he said, pressing delicate kisses to Junior's fingertips next. "What do you want?"

A bit surprised, Junior let Ash take his hand and watched, a smile coming to his face. The soft brushes were nice and obviously Ash knew what he was doing. While it was hard to be the focus of so much attention, especially when he hadn't been expecting anything of the sort when he got up this morning.

Watching Ash as he was, it took a moment for Junior to remember he should probably say something. He got caught up in his own head far too often and usually people found it frustrating. Felix didn't, and he hoped Ash wouldn't either. "Your mouth," he said, almost pointedly for the fact that it was the initiative Ash had already taken anyway. "Your body and mine. But, um, maybe help me out of this first. That usually helps."

When Junior said that he wanted Ash's mouth, Ash smiled, then slipped his lips around Junior's finger teasingly. He pulled back with a 'pop!' and laughed lightly.

"Usually does."

He shifted his weight so he was kneeling straddled across Junior's legs, then brought both his hands up to the hem of Junior's shirt, slowly working it up over his chest. "Off with this, then."

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