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Entering into a relationship with the doctor has been a wonderful experience. He's affectionate in a way Stone wasn't expecting.
Perhaps it's the fact he's gone without human contact for so long that's caused the doctor to be so touch starved. Whatever the case, Stone isn't complaining. Not when it means the doctor grabs him, a wide smile on his face, as he demands they dance in celebration and Stone laughs in giddy delight.
And especially not when it means the doctor casually laying a hand across his back as they pour over blueprints. Definitely not when he greedily demands a kiss, or two, or three.
So Stone is in bliss and its never crossed his mind to ask for more. Sure, he's considered it, but the fact of the matter is Stone lacks certain…attachments.
It's never mattered to him, he could take it or leave it. A lack of genitalia is not a failing as far as hes concerned and hes content with the body the doctor built for him, more than happy with it in fact. The doctor doesn't seem displeased at the lack of sex and to be fair Stone doesn't think he even cares about the act all that much.
So no, it doesn't matter. Their relationship is unconventional, sure, but that's to be expected between man and machine. Unconventional, but it works.
"We should really perform maintenance on you soon, you're overdue." The doctor says while poking him in the side with a pen.
Stone tilts his head. "Is there an issue with my programming, sir?"
"No, but it never hurts to be proactive. Besides, won't it be fun to have me root around in your insides?" The doctor grins at him teasingly.
'Fun' would not be how Stone would describe it, far from it. He thinks of how that would feel, being splayed open on an exam table.
It's not a very pleasant thought.
Still, he trusts the doctor not to hurt him and the doctor did make him after all.
So it is with some weariness that he nods his head.
"Good, good. Now then, up you get. Clothes off and onto the exam table."
Stone does so, his mininik companion beeps at him curiously and he pats her head. "It's ok, Blue, go be with your sisters." She trills happily before rushing off.
The doctor raises an eyebrow. "'Blue'? Is that really the name you went with?"
Stone hops onto the exam table after carefully folding his clothes and placing them on his desk. It's cool against his back as he lays down and gets comfortable. "Deep Blue was the first computer to beat a human at chess, it seemed fitting. She is quite intelligent after all."
"Nerd." The doctor teases. Stone resists the urge to point out that he made him this way.
He opens up a panel in Stone's stomach. It doesn't hurt, much to his surprise, but the sight is far from pleasant. It's disconcerting to look at.
Stone’s never seen his own insides before, it's a complex series of wires that he cant wrap his head around but the doctor seems to know what to do with.
He stops looking at it, choosing to stare at the ceiling instead to avoid how queasy the sight makes him. It's not like he can even throw up but it's still not a pleasant feeling.
The doctor reaches a hand into his open chest cavity, he's removed his gloves and Stone is worried about him potentially getting shocked but he trusts the doctor to know what he's doing.
He pulls on a wire, bending it around a finger and something strange happens within Stone then.
A jolt of pleasure shoots through him, it's a feeling unlike anything he's ever felt before. His systems feel like they're overheating and he whines at the sensation.
The doctor immediately let's go of the wire and Stone whines again at the loss. He desperately needs to feel that, whatever that was, again.
"Stone?! Are you ok? What happened? Did that hurt?" The doctor asks him frantically. He's looking over at him, assessing the damage and Stone reaches for him.
He grasps his hand in his, perhaps too tightly. "Please do that again." He begs.
The doctor looks at him in shock, his eyes flit over his face and Stone wonders what expression hes making. He feels needy and desperate for something and he's not even sure what it is.
The doctor must see something in his expression, because surely he would have an answer. His eyes darken and his face flushes, a slow smile spreads across his lips.
"Well that's interesting." He practically purrs and something about the doctor's voice in that moment causes heat to flood his systems, he feels like he might go crazy with it.
"Doctor, what's going on I don't — I don't understand."
"This is new territory for me too, Stone. Although I have a guess. What you just experienced, my dear Stone, was arousal."
Arousal? He didn't think he could experience that. Whatever it was it's maddening. He wants it to happen again and yet he's scared of how overwhelming it was.
"Sir I —"
"Ivo, Stone. Remember, it's just the two of us here, you can call me Ivo."
Right. Stone is still getting used to that. "Ivo," he tests out, liking how it causes the doctor to look extremely pleased. "please do that again."
He releases Ivo's hand and watches as Ivo returns them to his open chest cavity. Ivo caresses a wire gently and a jolt of pleasure, less intense then the first, shoots through Stone.
Is this what it's like to be teased? He wonders as Ivo caresses and strokes at random. Stone writhes with every sensation.
Ivo mutters to himself the entire time.
"This one causes a lovely reaction."
"Is there a rhyme or reason I wonder?"
"What if I —?"
Stone loves it. Ivo slowly takes him apart with all the clinical air of a scientist. It's so him and Stone loves him for it.
The teasing is slowly driving him more than a little crazy though.
"Ivo please I need —" he breaks off with a moan, voice box glitching with static as Ivo grasps a wire fully between thumb and index finger and squeezes.
He's going crazy, his systems feel like they're overheating as he writhes on the table.
"Such pretty reactions. Who knew you were hiding this from me the entire time?" Ivo says with wonder and fondness.
He tugs on two wires at once and Stone keens.
He feels something approaching, it's overwhelming and he's not sure if he wants it to stop or continue.
"Ivo something is —"
He tries to say before its broken off by another gasping, glitchy moan as Ivo tugs on a wire harshly. The feeling radiates outwards, dancing all along his artificial skin.
Hes babbling Ivo's name over and over, voice still glitchy and robotic. His limbs jerk this way and that as whatever's happening to his systems reaches its peak.
He cries out as he climaxes, Ivo coaxing and rubbing his wires gently and prolonging his pleasure. He twitches and trembles as he comes down from what he now realizes was an orgasm, his first one.
It's amazing. God, how do humans get anything done when this is available?
He feels boneless and overheated in the best way and he sighs happily at Ivo who is looking at him fondly.
His mustache is askew and his face is flushed. It seems he was just as affected as Stone was.
"Ivo that was…amazing." He feels floaty and relaxed in the best way. He smiles at Ivo dopily.
Ivo smirks at him. "You just keep surprising me, don't you?"
Ivo replaces his chest plate and Stone moves to sit up. "Well, I guess that was maintenance in a way…" Ivo mutters to himself. He shuffles a little awkwardly and Stone tilts his head in confusion. He seems…embarrassed by something.
His eyes look over his form to try to assess what could be wrong when he sees it.
The front of the doctors pants are tented.
Stone may not know much, if anything, about sex but he does know what that means.
He suddenly, desperately wants to return the favor. He needs to make Ivo feel as good as he just made him feel.
Ivo notices where he's looking and his face flushes bright red. He crosses his legs and looks away from Stone. "Don't uh — don't worry about that Stone let's just —"
"Can I touch you?" Stone finds himself asking. Hes curious about what such an intimate part of Ivo looks like. How would he react? Would he be loud or quiet? He has so many questions and he wants an answer to every single one.
Ivo's head whips back around to Stone's, he's looking at him in shock. He swallows and Stone tracks the movement with his eyes. There are other spots to kiss aren't there? Stone has done his research in seconds and what he's found is very fascinating. How would Ivo react if he kissed along his neck? Would he like to be marked by Stone?
Stone is also terribly disappointed that his own skin will remain unblemished if Ivo were to do that same.
"I've uh — never really —" Ivo trails off. Is he embarrassed about the fact hes a virgin?
Well Stone was too until about two minutes ago so he hardly sees what the big deal is.
"Neither have I Ivo, I don't see why that matters."
"I don't think you can compare a fifty-five year old virgin with an android that's over a year old and just had his first orgasm." Ivo says testily.
"Maybe so but I would still really like to touch you and make you feel good too." Stone says with all the sincerity he can muster and Ivo, if possible, gets even redder.
He stands up and holds Stone's face in his palms, looking down at him with an intensity Stone's never seen before. Stone leans into the touch, Ivo is so warm in a way that Stone's artificial skin could never hope to replicate. He loves it.
"Please, Ivo." Stone kisses his palm while looking up at him, he hopes that love he feels comes through.
"Stone…" Ivo chokes out. Stone continues laying kisses on Ivo's palm before moving to his inner wrist and that's when Ivo pulls his hand away. Stone barely resists a whine at the loss, settling for pouting at him instead.
"Tease." Ivo grumbles before he begins removing his clothes. A thrill of excitement shoots through Stone at each new inch of skin revealed. Ivo has freckles, he notices, and a trail of ginger curls that lead to the tent in his pants. He unbuckles his belt and removes his pants until finally he's left standing in only his boxers.
There's a bit of wetness at the tip of where the head of Ivo's cock would be. Stone, without thinking, reaches out a hand to palm along his length. He's much warmer here, he notices distantly, before he's distracted by the sound Ivo makes.
He let's out a deep groan and Stone, encouraged, continues palming him. Humans are sensitive here so he has to be gentle, he reminds himself, as he carefully applies the slightest bit of pressure. The head of Ivos cock seems especially sensitive and Stone rubs his thumb over it.
Ivo hisses and pulls away. "Fuck you're a menace. Let me at least get all of my damn clothes off before you make a mess of them." It's said with no real heat behind it and Stone practically beams with pride at the fact he was able to make Ivo feel so good.
Ivo removes his boxers and his cock springs free. It's long and curves slightly at the end, the head is flushed and there's a liquid beading at the tip.
Now that he's naked surely Ivo wont mind if he touches him now?
He moves his hand to Ivo's cock, wrapping his fingers around it like he saw in his research. Ivo let's out the quietest 'fuck' that Stone takes as a good sign as he moves his hand up and down his length.
Ivo thrusts into his hand slightly on every upward stroke. His eyes are closed, face turned upwards towards the ceiling. To Stone, he's the most beautiful sight he's ever seen. Ivo makes the quietest huffs and pants and each one sends a spark of pleasureable pride through Stone.
Stone reaches his other hand up to grasp his balls, rolling them gently in his hand. They're even more sensitive it seems and Ivo hisses through his teeth.
"Fuck, Stone —" He groans, his cock pulses and jumps in Stone's tight fist before spilling all over his hand. Stone works him through it until Ivo pulls back with a hiss.
"Stop, it's sensitive afterwards." He admonishes. Stone can't find it in himself to feel chastised, not when he's distracted by the evidence of how good he made Ivo feel.
It's sticky and white and Stone reaches his hand towards his face to lick it up.
Salty and bitter. He likes it. He hopes Ivo will let him use his mouth next time. Stone's artificial tongue would be pleasurable he feels, although Ivo may not want to finish down his throat based on how particular he is about Stone's inner circuitry.
"Fuck Stone dont lick that. Jesus christ." Ivo scolds but based on his dilated pupils and intense look he likes the act more than he's letting on.
Still, Stone obeys, even though he would like to finish cleaning off his hand with his mouth. He likes the way the doctor tastes after all and it feels like a shame to waste it.
Ivo takes him to get cleaned up and Stone hopes they can have more fun in the bathroom. He does want to test out all of his research after all. He found so many interesting things to try with Ivo. It would be a shame to waste them.