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Connor focused on the current task at hand, which was to create a healthy-ish dish for Hank to have for dinner as they relaxed a bit after coming home from the office. He was currently working on chopping up some fresh vegetables for a salad, currently some carrots, as he heard
Hank walking around just outside the kitchen area. "Dinner will be ready soon, Hank, just finishing up the side dish." Connor called out to him, eyes still glancing down at the cutting board. He heard a mumble of acknowledgement from Hank as he heard him head back to his room for
A few seconds before hearing footsteps approaching again. Connor didn't think anything of it, maybe Hank just wanted to check in and see how things are going so far. "Hm, need any help there, Con?" Hank's low voice came from behind Connor. Connor shook his head, still looking
At the vegetable as he chopped it into thin straps. "I've got it under control, don't worry." he answered, still unaware of the older man's true intentions. "Ah, still seems like you could use some pointers, here let me.." Hank trailed off and Connor was suddenly embraced by
Him, Hank's hands now laying on top of his as Hank started to guide him on how to chop the vegetables. At first Connor only had a light blue blush to his cheeks, but as Hank leaned more onto Connor, his face suddenly flushed bright blue entirely when he felt something prod at his
Lower half. He figured out Hank's true meaning of "helping out" soon after the realization came to him, but knowing Hank, he wouldn't mind some warming up before jumping right to it. Connor fixed his composure and did his best to seem oblivious to Hank's advance, for now at least
As he slowly worked his way to cutting up the few carrots that remained. He could feel Hank getting a bit frustrated as he pushed himself more ever so slightly onto Connor, desperate for any friction at this point, but Connor decided to tease him for a just a bit longer as winded
Up Hank was something he craved more than anything at the moment. One of Hank's hands that was holding the carrot then drifted down to Connor's waist, firmly holding onto him as he felt Hank's subtle movements against Connor now turn into very obvious grinding with the occasional
Grunt or groan mixed in. Connor found himself breathing slightly heavier as well, his own cock twitching under the apron he wore with every thrust from Hank. He wasn't sure how much more he could hold out to tease Hank, but his thought were suddenly interrupted by a sudden warm
Sensation on the nape of his neck. He tensed up suddenly and closed his mouth before he could let a moan escape. Hank smirked seeing him finally getting to Connor and continued trialing kisses and occasional soft nips all along Connor's neck and shoulder, only stopping briefly to
Lean in to whisper in Connor's ear. "Yknow, I always wondered how stable these counters really are~" Hank cooed as his hand that was previously on Connor's waist move to worm its way behind the apron and palm at Connor's crotch, "Seems you're a bit curious too, hm?" he added.
Connor did his best to keep his cool, but couldn't help but melt under Hank's touch. His hand that was previously holding the knife placed it aside gently and gripped the counter. Connor let out a shakey sigh as he mumbled a "Mhmm~" as Hank palmed him ever so slowly, giving
Connor a taste of his own medicine. Connor couldn't help but move against the man's hand, and in doing so he grinded back against Hank's own erection earning a low groan from him. Both basically gave in at that point, pleasure and want taking over as Connor turned around to face
Hank and pulled him in for a heated kiss, bodies pressed up against each other grinding as the kiss deepened and moans mixed in. They pulled away for a second as Hank hoisted Connor onto the kitchen counter, panting heavily as he stared down at Connor's apron with a very
Pronounced bulge. Hank looked up at Connor, who gave him a nod to keep going, and Hank wasted no time in pulling up the apron and helping Connor out of those now tight fitting pants and boxers. Connor bit his lip as his cock sprung out, finally freed and throbbing for some needed
Attention. Hank followed suit, quickly undressing partly, and Connor couldn't help but admire the sight and let his hand trail down. As soon as Hank turned his attention back to Connor, his eyes widened and face flushed. There he was, legs spread wide open for him as he stroked
Himself slowly, precum beading at the tip as he moaned Hank's name out, teasing him. That was the last straw, all the built up teasing Connor planned finally got him what he wanted, an overly winded up Hank fucking him into oblivion on the counter. Hank kissed and nipped at his
Neck as he quite roughly thrusted into him. Connor wasn't one to hold back noise wise, so the kitchen quickly filled with noises of moans and groans from the two. Connor held onto the edge of the counter barely as his legs were loosely wrapped around the lieutenant to keep them
Stable. Hank breathed heavily against Connor's neck as he sped up a bit earning a whine from the android. "H-Hank.." Connor managed to moan out as he grew closer to his release. "I know, I'm close too" Hank groaned out, his thrusts now getting rougher and sloppier. He was close
Now and decided he'd "help" Connor out one last time. As he kept thrusting and groaning under his breath, he reached a hand up and gripped Connor's cock. The android tensed up but before he could fully process it, Connor threw his head back and moaned loudly, overwhelmed by
Pleasure as he felt Hank stroking him. Both tensed up and at the same second they climaxed together, Connor's legs holding Hank firmly in place as he filled him and Connor's cock twitching wildly in Hank's hand as he covered his exposed stomach with his own cum. Connor squirmed
From the overstimulation as they both panted heavily and Hank pulled out of Connor, some cum dripping put onto the very stable counter. "Fuck... guess that answers that huh?" Hank managed to say in between breaths. "Not quite" Connor added in "they can handle one round, but what
About two? Or more?" He says with a lick of his lips. Seems like they have a busy night ahead of them, dinner can wait a bit more.
