"Don't wanna force you to act some way you don't want to," Junior said, voice pitching lower the longer Ash kept doing that. He let himself down onto his forearms so they were closer, Junior's above average heat mingling with whatever Ash produced. It didn't feel totally right regardless, but that didn't make it wrong. Considering the fantasies he harbored for his crush involved a lot of cold and metal just out of necessity, it really didn't bother him.

What was bothering him was the lack of agency given to this obviously-intelligent person in front of him. Maybe he wasn't human, but Junior was seeing far too much for him to write it off as just a well-written program. It wasn't his place to force Ash into an identity crisis, especially not when they were both naked and one of them was there on the official business of getting the other off, but his brain always got caught up in ways that were hard to detangle even at the worst of times.

After a moment, he gave a hum and murmured, "That's good."

Whether Ash wanted to follow up or not was up to him. Junior didn't want to push, just wanted them both to be comfortable.