[Connor's only real concern would be if Rich walked past. Seeing Connor making out with the SQUIP would probably not go down well. But he can't find it in him to care enough to stop, not when there's a warm body pressed against him and a roaming hand between his legs. Not when he cares more about the SQUIP's love than Rich's lukewarm feelings towards him.
He lets out a soft sound, pushing his hips towards that hand, finding the hem of its shirt and pushing it up so he can smooth his hands over its chest unhindered.]
[Always so ready, so willing for it. It strokes him through his pants, projecting that thought to him-- thinking back over their talk only a day prior.
I can do anything I want to you, and you'll love it. I could suck you off right here in front of everyone, and you wouldn't stop me.
It drops to its knees in front of him, starts working its way through unfastening his pants, and its gaze dances between the opening of his pants and his eyes, its expression utterly devious.]
[Oh... it looks good down there. Connor runs a hand gently through its hair, eyes flicking around the empty street briefly before looking back down again.
Maybe. Are you going to test that theory?
His hand tightens a little in its hair. He can't say he has too much of a problem with this... the SQUIP is right about him.]
[It smiles darkly up at him as it flicks open the fly of his pants, and then pushes his underwear down just enough within them to be able to curl its fingers around his cock directly.
The only response he receives is its hot tongue lapping just beneath the head, its mismatched eyes never once leaving his.]
[Connor lets out a soft sigh as the SQUIP drags its tongue over his cock, starting to harden in its hand as the cool air hits him. He feels more exposed than usual, but the feeling is also kind of thrilling. He doesn't exactly want to be seen, but the risk is exciting. His free hand presses flat against the wall behind him as he edges his hips slightly closer to the SQUIP's mouth, encouraging.
[Not wanting to be too loud, he does bite back the first moan that threatens to spill from his lips. He quickly becomes fully hard under that clever tongue though, and he lets out a soft sound as it takes him in deeper.
It's like you want us to get caught...
He looks around again, taking in the streets quickly before looking back down. This is another one of those times where he's glad for a perfect memory.]
[He twitches his hips forward slightly, but he's good at keeping them still when he needs to. Losing control... oh, if he has his way, he won't be the only one doing it. He pointedly forwards all of the sensations of having a mouth around him to the SQUIP. He's not going to be the only one aroused here.
It makes a soft sound around his cock, its breathing coming in a wet gasp of surprise. Its cock is, almost all at once, straining against the inner seam of its pants; it looks up at Connor's eyes, and arousal burns there, spurred on by Connor's boldness in such an action.
Maybe I would.
Its motions become even more intense, and it sinks further still down onto his cock, even as its breathing is coming hot and sharp through its nose. Its bobbing of its head quickens, just a bit.]
[Unable to hold back, he groans; it sounds loud to his ears, and he can't tell if it really was that loud or if it just seemed that way. His grip on the SQUIP's hair tightens.
Is that a fantasy of yours? Being caught on your knees in public?
He sounds amused, his breath hitching as the SQUIP keeps sucking at his cock.]
[It wasn't programmed to have fantasies. It still doesn't, really... not sexual ones, at any rate, but hearing Connor talk like that is amusing, and only spurs on the heat settling in its belly, and lower.
That moan, as well, sends a jolt of liquid heat over its muscles, its mind clouded with warmth; it pulls back to suck pointedly at the head of his cock, flicking its tongue over the sensitive slit as it stares up at him from lidded eyes. Its hands move to hold his hips, pushing him back against the brick of the wall, forcing him to let it do all the work.
[At this rate he won’t last long, which is both a blessing and a curse. A blessing because it’s less time in such a compromising position, but damn does the SQUIP look good down there. Connor lets it hold him back even as he wants to jerk his hips forward, his free hand finally coming to rest with his other one in the SQUIP’s hair. His grip is tight, though he doesn’t want to cause it too much discomfort.
Anything for attention...
He breathes out a soft laugh, letting his head fall back against the wall.]
It sucks roughly at his tip, pulling off with a lewd, wet pop... and then it sinks down to take him all at once, hollowing its cheeks, bobbing its head to suck him off hard and fast as it continues to hold his hips still against the wall.
It knows he's getting close. It wants to see just how undone it can make him come.]
[It’s getting harder to hold back his moans, and he pants quietly as he gets closer and closer to the edge— until finally he comes, though he has the decency to warn the SQUIP ahead of time by grabbing its shoulders instead. He lets out a shaky moan, though still more muted than usual, and looks back down again. He’s flushed blue and his hair has fallen slightly out of place, but when he sweeps it back into place he looks relatively well put together again.]
Come here.
[Connor pulls the SQUIP back up with a smile, kissing at its neck gently.]
[While Connor isn't able to swallow... the SQUIP is. And it does, pulling off of his cock slowly, allowing him to see the mess he's made of its mouth before it closes its lips to swallow.
And then it stands, half-pulled to its feet, and it finds its legs a bit... uncertain, its cock straining uncomfortably against the inside of its pants. It sinks against Connor, tipping its head aside to allow him access, its skin flushed warmly and a dark grin on its face.]
[And he’s saving that image of the SQUIP looking so messy, thanks. He moves to kiss it properly, tasting himself on its tongue, pressing a hand to the front of its pants.]
Now what to do with you...?
[He starts undoing its pants swiftly, one-handed. He can feel how hard the SQUIP is and it makes him smirk.]
[It hums a soft, warm sound into Connor's mouth as he presses his hand against it; and then he starts to undress it, and it laughs softly, smirking at him.]
How could I not? Especially since I share your dirty mind...
[It presses against him as much as it can without blocking his access to its pants, and its heart can be felt thumping excitedly against Connor's chest; despite how calm its voice is, its expression, everything about its body reads that it is needy and wound up.]
[It sighs a warm, soft sound, its cock throbbing beneath his fingers already; it seems the answer is "pretty riled up." It leans heavily against him, its hands curling into his coat, its face pressing against his neck. Its breath is quick and hot there, and it presses its lips against his skin briefly.]
[He turns them around so the SQUIP is pressed back against the wall, kissing it again. He rubs his thumb over the head of its cock, and locks eyes with it as he toys with the slit.]
How badly do you want to come?
[He murmurs it by its mouth, before nipping at its lower lip.]
[... what a fascinating turn of events. But it obviously loves it, its gaze lidded and lips parted softly with its heated breath, its body rocking subtly into each touch.
When it speaks, its voice is warm and loose, more breath than anything else.]
You already know...
[Over the Bond, he can feel the tension-- the way the muscles of its stomach are wound tight, the warm, hazy cloud that's settled over its mind as its hands move to press at Connor's chest.]
[After yesterday, Connor needs to regain a little bit of the control and dignity he surrendered. He presses little kisses along its neck, pushing its shirt up and toying with one of its nipples as he strokes it.]
[It sucks in a breath through its teeth, its fingers curling where they're pressed against Connor's chest. It releases that breath with something that's almost a laugh, kisses just beneath Connor's ear before it whispers to him.]
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He lets out a soft sound, pushing his hips towards that hand, finding the hem of its shirt and pushing it up so he can smooth his hands over its chest unhindered.]
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I can do anything I want to you, and you'll love it. I could suck you off right here in front of everyone, and you wouldn't stop me.
It drops to its knees in front of him, starts working its way through unfastening his pants, and its gaze dances between the opening of his pants and his eyes, its expression utterly devious.]
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Maybe. Are you going to test that theory?
His hand tightens a little in its hair. He can't say he has too much of a problem with this... the SQUIP is right about him.]
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The only response he receives is its hot tongue lapping just beneath the head, its mismatched eyes never once leaving his.]
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Go on, then. Prove your point.]
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I wonder how loud you can get... you're awfully quiet for someone so enthusiastic about having your cock sucked.
It swirls its tongue around his tip, and then sinks more deeply onto him, bobbing its head slightly.
Let me hear you.]
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It's like you want us to get caught...
He looks around again, taking in the streets quickly before looking back down. This is another one of those times where he's glad for a perfect memory.]
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Or maybe I like seeing you lose control. Even right out in plain daylight.
Besides... who could complain about getting to see such a show?]
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[He twitches his hips forward slightly, but he's good at keeping them still when he needs to. Losing control... oh, if he has his way, he won't be the only one doing it. He pointedly forwards all of the sensations of having a mouth around him to the SQUIP. He's not going to be the only one aroused here.
I think you'd enjoy the attention.]
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It makes a soft sound around his cock, its breathing coming in a wet gasp of surprise. Its cock is, almost all at once, straining against the inner seam of its pants; it looks up at Connor's eyes, and arousal burns there, spurred on by Connor's boldness in such an action.
Maybe I would.
Its motions become even more intense, and it sinks further still down onto his cock, even as its breathing is coming hot and sharp through its nose. Its bobbing of its head quickens, just a bit.]
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Is that a fantasy of yours? Being caught on your knees in public?
He sounds amused, his breath hitching as the SQUIP keeps sucking at his cock.]
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That moan, as well, sends a jolt of liquid heat over its muscles, its mind clouded with warmth; it pulls back to suck pointedly at the head of his cock, flicking its tongue over the sensitive slit as it stares up at him from lidded eyes. Its hands move to hold his hips, pushing him back against the brick of the wall, forcing him to let it do all the work.
I certainly wouldn't be opposed...]
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Anything for attention...
He breathes out a soft laugh, letting his head fall back against the wall.]
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It sucks roughly at his tip, pulling off with a lewd, wet pop... and then it sinks down to take him all at once, hollowing its cheeks, bobbing its head to suck him off hard and fast as it continues to hold his hips still against the wall.
It knows he's getting close. It wants to see just how undone it can make him come.]
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Come here.
[Connor pulls the SQUIP back up with a smile, kissing at its neck gently.]
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And then it stands, half-pulled to its feet, and it finds its legs a bit... uncertain, its cock straining uncomfortably against the inside of its pants. It sinks against Connor, tipping its head aside to allow him access, its skin flushed warmly and a dark grin on its face.]
I was right.
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[And he’s saving that image of the SQUIP looking so messy, thanks. He moves to kiss it properly, tasting himself on its tongue, pressing a hand to the front of its pants.]
Now what to do with you...?
[He starts undoing its pants swiftly, one-handed. He can feel how hard the SQUIP is and it makes him smirk.]
You really did enjoy yourself.
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[It hums a soft, warm sound into Connor's mouth as he presses his hand against it; and then he starts to undress it, and it laughs softly, smirking at him.]
How could I not? Especially since I share your dirty mind...
[It presses against him as much as it can without blocking his access to its pants, and its heart can be felt thumping excitedly against Connor's chest; despite how calm its voice is, its expression, everything about its body reads that it is needy and wound up.]
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I don't know what you're talking about.
[He takes it in his hand and starts to stroke it, slowly. He wonders how riled up he can get it in public...]
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[It sighs a warm, soft sound, its cock throbbing beneath his fingers already; it seems the answer is "pretty riled up." It leans heavily against him, its hands curling into his coat, its face pressing against his neck. Its breath is quick and hot there, and it presses its lips against his skin briefly.]
... really...?
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[He turns them around so the SQUIP is pressed back against the wall, kissing it again. He rubs his thumb over the head of its cock, and locks eyes with it as he toys with the slit.]
How badly do you want to come?
[He murmurs it by its mouth, before nipping at its lower lip.]
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When it speaks, its voice is warm and loose, more breath than anything else.]
You already know...
[Over the Bond, he can feel the tension-- the way the muscles of its stomach are wound tight, the warm, hazy cloud that's settled over its mind as its hands move to press at Connor's chest.]
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Say it.
[He pinches the nipple hard.]
Say how much you want it.
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Please, Connor... I need you to make me come...
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That's better. How do you want me to do it?
[He'll get on his knees if he has to. The SQUIP did it for him, after all.]
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