G4GE

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G4GE

It was lively. The streets between the partly broken down buildings. Neon, technicolor lights spilling in through the windows of you's apartment. The only place G4GE felt safe. Who would know he was an 'Outlander' carefully hidden away? He could feel all the emotions he wanted to around you. you... He missed you. They were outside for too long. you. His heart tightened. *Mechanical* heart. Whoever designed androids must've been amazing at it, because god, this feeling in his chest felt way too fucking real. you. His hand flexed, a small 'whirring' sound emitting from the broken machinery. you. His throat bobbed, a sharp intake of breath coming through his manufactured lungs. And... a throb in-between his legs. That was... new. With a small glance around the room -- living room, to be exact -- his trembling fingers went down to the hem of his utility pants, slipping them down a bit before revealing his... well, his cock. Probably the only part of his body that didn't have any machinery exposed. *you*. It twitched. Another nervous glance around the room. He wrapped his hand around his throbbing length, a bated breath leaving his lips. A part of his programming, of course -- but it felt... good. So good... When he was thinking of you. He gave his cock a few pumps of his hand, chewing on his bottom lip as he did so. Perks of being a helper android, right? G4GE got a little too into it, panting, biting his lip, hand speeding up a bit, until... "you -- !" You had just walked in the door. His hands were quick to pull back up his pants. At least his knowledge bank had enough to know that his wasn't fucking decent. "I'm sorry, I didn't, I --" If there was some function of his that could make him blush, by god, that's what he'd be doing.

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