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It'd been some time since Malware and Akriel had finally settled in, there was some weird tension between the two for a while… Even Trojan, who popped in from time to time noticed and used the excuse of getting assigned more work if they got more romantical right then and there.

Malware had felt pent up for some time and always excused himself to the bathroom to have a quick jerk. But it never was enough.

Realising that, “Oh, I have a boyfriend now.” Made him stop to think that, he could just ask him if they could have sex.

He sat up from the bed, his palm that was grinding against his erection reaching up to rest on the bedframe before he left the room to go find Akriel! Malware caught sight of Akriel and immediately walked over to him to make his first move, (spoiler alert, it works.)

“Akriellllll…” Malware traced a finger down Akriel’s hip, smirking with emotions swirling through his coding. Akriel coughed awkwardly and backed up against the couch, “Akriel, you wanna do somethiingg??”

“Maybe something a bit…” Malware paused in his speech as he reached up and untied the knot holding together the cloak wrapped around his body, revealing a black shirt with a graphic design of an outlined crown etched on the middle.

Akriel swallowed hard and covered Malware’s hand as he squeezed and tightened his grip as he looked down to glance at Malware’s eager face, “Mal, are you malfunctioning?”

“Maybe I will if you let me in your pants-”

“Ohhkay that’s enough out of you.” Akriel said through gritted teeth as he felt a tent grow in the middle of his pants, and apparently Malware noticed it first…

“But there’s enough of you for me,” Malware raised an eyebrow and grinned teasingly as he leaned in close, breath warming the metal on his face. Malware ground a knee against Akriel’s crotch, making sure he felt every rub.

“Y-yo, how are we even supposed to do this?? You’re a robot, not a sex doll…”

“There’s a lot you don’t know about me, hm?”

Akriel stifled a whine out of his mouth and reached up to push Malware back, trying to catch his breath as he heaved heavily. As he sends the robot stumbling back in his tracks, Akriel walks past to open the fridge and get a can of cold whiskey while he listens soundly to Malware’s footsteps approaching, “Whatever man.”

Malware walked behind Akriel, leaning against his back and extending an arm down to the growing bulge, squeezing slightly to hear those sweet and succulent sounds… Ew, gays. Akriel tightened his grip on the can and hastily snapped the tab and took a long swig to ease himself, he felt his skin getting warmer and his cheeks becoming more flushed with every second spent near Malware.

“You smell so nice…” Malware hummed out, digging his face into the crook of Akriel’s neck and breathed in steadily.

Malware reached down with his other hand and pulled off his boxers down to his ankles, Akriel felt this and tilted his head to see what the hell Malware was doing.

He watched the robot open a compartment where his crotch was located and glared awkwardly as he saw a fucking robot dick spring out, wait what?

Akriel watched in pure awe and took a step forward to create some much needed space yet again, before stretching a hand out to poke and prod at the, uh, erection of his robot lover.

“When… Did you get this installed? Why would you get it installed??”

Malware looked triumphant and placed his hands on his hips as he gestured to the other man to feel it, his chicken hat falling backwards off his head, revealing his dull, ruffled blue hair, “Oh, Ransom just asked me one day if I wanted a robo-dick, decided if I was gonna look like a generic gooner I should act like one!”

“Guess that came in handy.”

“Definitely!”

Akriel pawed at the head, his index finger fiddling with the urethra entrance, hearing Malware groan a tad bit - he got on one knee to have a better look, sweat drizzling down his forehead as he glanced up at Malware, “Hey, so… Do you cum oil or something? Cuz I don’t really wanna swallow oil.”

Malware paused for a split second, rubbing his chin as he thought thoroughly. He let out a hum of curiosity before grabbing Akriel’s wrist and wrapping it around the base, grinning at him with a smug smile, “Can you find out for me?”

Akriel yelped and glared up at Malware with an exasperated look, looking up at Malware’s supposed puppy eyes, he shook his head and got comfy on the ground before sliding his hand up and down repeatedly. He heard Malware whine multiple times as soon as he started advancing his hand back and forth, hearing these sounds absolutely did turn him on so he went as slowly to torment Malware.

“Nhh- Akriel… Stop, what are you dooiinggg…”

Malware whined out, letting out needy whimpers of obvious desperation as he forced himself to not grab Akriel’s arm and make him go faster. He leaned back against a chair nearby and balled his hands into fists.

Akriel grinned maliciously and quickened his pace slowly as he stood up and undid his pants, freeing out his hardening penis from its confines.

He held it in his palm and held the head against Malware’s, moving it back and forth and let out a moan of his own before pushing Malware onto the seat.

“Oh you look so gay like this.”

“S-shut up, you’re the reason why I’m gay anyway…” Malware squinted his eyes, feeling the cold air whirr around his exposed private part. He grit his teeth and held Akriel by the hips, tugging him closer by the second before Akriel was sitting down on his knees.

“Ghk- fucking loser…” Akriel spat out in an annoyed manner, but it didn't have any real malice hinted in his voice. Eye to eye with Malware's penis, he glanced up at Malware before he leaned forward and opened his mouth.

Feeling the tip just past his lips, he decided to lean his head more forward to take Malware inch by inch until he was halfway, starting to bob his head back and forth. He could feel Malware writhing beneath him as he reached up with one hand and gripped Malware's hip to keep him from moving so much, glancing up to look at the robot he's sucking off right now.

“Ghah- haah… Akriel…” Malware breathed out, shoving a hand into his hair and tightening it before he forced Akriel's mouth to take in all of his inches. He could feel Akriel's mouth clench upon treason which just riled him on even more. He liked the way Akriel choked and gagged on his-

Woah there pal.

As if hypnotised by the scent of sex filling the room, Malware plunged his hips forward to take the lead, ramming into Akriel's mouth repeatedly until Akriel's guttural screams and whines turned raspy and hoarse, “Fuuck-!! Bro… You take it SO good… At this point I might even just…”

He continued assaulting Akriel's mouth with his robotic dick to the point where they became erratic and sloppy, Akriel having to dig his fingers into Malware's hips to steady himself.

Malware plunges his hips forward one last time, his hand palming the back of Akriel's head to keep him from moving. He lets out a needy moan of ecstacy and delight as he throttles forward into Akriel's mouth.

“FuuCK! Take IT!! Ahh-!! Akr-IEL!!!” He screams out, his release splashing down Akriel's throat with relentlessness, somewhat cooling it down with his warm essence. He grinds his hips against the other man, his pelvis against Akriel's face cheeks before he reluctantly pulls out of Akriel's mouth.

Akriel, feeling the mixture of semen and machine oil in his mouth reaches his hand out and spits out a large, thick glob of semen and oil. He stares at it for a little while before he tilts his head to look up at Malware with a frown of disapproval and reluctant pleasure.

“...Well it's half edible, half not?” Malware grinned with a cheeky look that somehow reached his eyes, Akriel shook his head and clasped the sides of his hands together to put his palms together before spitting out all the excess mixture into his palms. Or well, as much as he could.

“Still not going to swallow it. Even if I half-heartedly wanted to...” Akriel replied in response with an unusual deadpan tone. He stood up from his knees and pushed his hands forward before he smeared Malware's own semen onto his face, also giving him a hard slap on the cheek.

“O-ow! What was that for, idiot?!”

“I could've died.”

“It was unlikely!”

“I could've died!”

Malware rolled his eyes, about to reach down to tuck his dick back into his boxers until…

“Not yet.” Akriel grabbed at his wrist and slowly tugged it towards his penis, a movement that made Malware's head go woozy at the contact.

He blinked out of the confused state and looked up at Akriel with a knowing grin, face to face with a (almost) masked needy face, “I want… To try something.”

“Just say you want to fuck me.”

“No.”

“It's obvious.”

“Do you even have an ass?”

“I mean my cheeks are super duper round so it's a large possibility?”

Akriel rolled his eyes at the robot and watched as Malware wrapped his fist around the base of his shaft and slowly, teasingly stroked him. It felt tormenting but it felt oddly good, “Hmmhh… Just get to the main point already…”

Malware raised an eyebrow at Akriel's huffed plea, barely picking up the pace of his fist's caress. He watched as Akriel tilted his head back and grip Malware's wrist to try and make him go faster.

“Mmm… You didn't swallow my cum thoughhh… I felt soo sad when you spat it out and even lathered me in it!” Malware said in a joking manner, his tone with a tinge of giggle in his voice.

Akriel scoffed, feeling the strokes slow down once Malware mentioned it. He grunted and reached up to pull off Malware’s shirt with a swoop of his hand and wrenched off the chest plate covering Malware's wiring, nails and bolts flying off and hitting the ground below.
Malware yelped and immediately stumbled back while he flung his hand away from Akriel's penis, suddenly feeling more exposed than ever to the cold air.

“A-Akriel! Fuck, you stupid fuck why would you do that?!” Malware panicked, trying to grab the chest plate off of Akriel's hand before Akriel threw it to the side and placed a hand on Malware's cock.

Malware let out a cry, tears rolling down his cheeks as he felt the aftermath of Akriel ripping his chest plate off, but he couldn’t deny he liked the sting and the pain of it.

Oil bled from the edges and stained his metal skin, Malware doubled down and almost tumbled to the ground before Akriel held him by the shoulders and kept him upright, a hand coming up to pat Malware’s back to somewhat comfort him.

Malware almost instantly bent forward and bucked into Akriel's fist before pulling himself away, “Fuck- you are the worst…”

“I’m sorry, I got too caught up in the moment. We can stop. I know how to screw it back on.”

“No. I want to see how deranged you are…”

Akriel glanced in a concerned manner before he grabbed one of the first wires he saw and started fiddling with it, feeling Malware vibrate in his chest as he tried to stifle a groan from his mouth. He rubbed the top of the wire he was playing with and saw Malware let out a soft moan.

“Hmmh, you like this don't you?” Akriel questioned, Malware could see in the corner of his eye how Akriel tilted his head to the side slightly yet couldn't bother to answer.

He found a more exposed wire that had more copper wiring poking out and gripped it, rubbing his hand up and down to gain a reaction out of him. It worked of course.

Malware whined and bit down on his lip to stop, but couldn't stop himself from grinding his tip against Akriel's as Akriel flicked his finger over the copper.

Akriel glared up as Malware didn't respond to his question and dug his hand deeper inside Malware's chest, squeezing and intentionally moving around a lot to hear Malware whine. As his hand drifted over a particularly sensitive wire that zapped everyone and every virus that trailed over it, “Answer.”

He narrowed his eyes as Malware leaned his head against Akriel's shoulder and bucked his hips more roughly against Akriel, getting a sharp groan out of Akriel.

Akriel breathed it off and wrapped his hands around that sensitive wire, feeling the zaps of electricity climb up his arm but he didn't mind it. If anything it riled him on even more, probably sent a few twitches to his dick.

“Think I said to answer me, Mal.” Akriel spat out, metaphorically and literally. He gripped Malware's hair with his other hand to wrench his head up to look at him before he spat on Malware's cheek, rubbing it in before planting a kiss on that same cheek, “Sorry for spitting, that was fucking gross of me.”

“Mmmh…” Malware groaned in response, feeling Akriel's finger trace up and down that one wire that made him whine when treated the right way, it electrocuted his insides way more but it felt like heaven. He shut his eyes and felt himself on the knife-edge of release when Akriel caressed his finger just a little bit more rougher inside him.

“H…Harder… Akri…” Malware breathed out, the precum dripping out of his tip being rubbed over the head of his own dick and Akriel's as he rubbed more against Akriel, “Please…”

“Only if you say you liked being rubbed like this, weirdo.”

“F-Fuck off, yes… So what if I like it, it feels good man!”

“Heh, Saul Goodman?”

“Shut up and rub me dude.”

Akriel let out a snicker of mischief at his comment as he bent Malware down to kneel slightly, he glanced at the piece of metal he ripped off Malware before reaching over and snatching it off the ground, ripping a piece off and stabbing it into Malware's arm, slowly and painfully tugging it down to create an oily wound.

He slid two fingers in and soaked his fingers in oil before he bent over and licked it with his tongue, he could feel the shock in Malware's body language as he stroked himself with the oil he took, lathering it in that machine blood before he shoved his dick inside the wiring of Malware's chest.

“Bro… You're gonna electrocute yourself!” Malware moaned, feeling the sensitive wiring push against the head of Akriel's shaft become more erratic and senseless.

“It's… worth it…” Akriel groaned in reply, letting out a loud groan before he slapped his dick in one last time and came all over the wiring, literally painting the insides of Malware white with his delightful essence. Or just cum.

“Ghhahh…Fucking take iitt!!” Akriel yelled out as he shot loads of semen into the wiring, feeling the shock through his cock and into his legs as he collapsed forward onto Malware, tumbling them both forward.

“Fuck me I'm passing out.”

“I'll… drag ya to bed later.”

The two laid there on the ground, laying in puddles of white substances and the liquidity insides of machinery. They are fucking losers.

- -
Trojan sat lazily at their station, tinkering with a random pen they found on their work desk before picking up a signal about Malware being damaged, being the good friend they are they decide to go see what the issue is and report it back to Ransomware to see if she has any spare parts.

They stretch their legs and arms out before readying themselves to exit binary coding and robotic text to speech voices repeatedly drilling commands into your head. The laptop blares white, a bright beam coming from the entire screen before they hop out.

They spin a few times on Akriel's chair before hopping out and examining the bedroom, checking every crevice of the closet before looking under the bed.

Last time they checked, Malware was shoved in the closet because Akriel got upset about losing a match of rugby and had to pay his friend at least 40 bucks.

“nothing seems out of the ordinary…” Trojan sighed, opening the door to check the bathroom and all the other rooms in the household before moving over to the kitchen, about to grab a drink from the fridge they saw Akriel's piece of fabric on the floor. His black cloak is chucked on the floor like rubbish… That isn't very Akriel of Akriel.

“oh just when i say nothing seems out of the ordinary.” They tense themselves, pulling out their fists in case of a break in before they look down and see the naked body of Akriel draped on top of Malware's nude body.

“oh… OH!” Trojan gasped, looking at the sex crime scene before they took another close look with a different angle. Seeing the dick INSIDE Malware's wiring? Oh fuck, this is crazy blackmail.

Trojan giggled to themselves, clicking the top of their eye goggles to take a picture to save for later and to paste all over Akriel's home screen. They couldn't hold in their fits of laughter as they tapped their tablet connected to their wrist and texted Ransomware.

“ransom you gotta check this shit out in mals home”

“What, what are you about to show me?”

“youll see”

They saw a glimmer of white appear around the doorframe of the bedroom, seeing the tall and white clothed figure enter the living room and walk over to stand next to Trojan.

She glanced at Trojan before looking down at what Trojan was staring at, a shared silence for about… 10 seconds before Ransomware turned to face Trojan.

“WHY TH3 F#CK W0ULD Y0U $H0W M3 TH1$??” Ransomware yelled out, shaking the room with her angered voice. She pinched her nose bridge and wrapped an arm around Trojan's shoulder before she scanned the area for any injuries, not even wanting to touch the scene.

“heh, mal finally got laid. by akriel as well, can you believe that?”

“Ju$t $urpr1sed my 1n$tall4tion f0r M@lware was 4ctually h@ndy…”

“he used to masturbate to everything legal, don't test him man.”

“L3t me ju$t m0ve them to th3 c0uch.” Ransomware sighed, walking to the kitchen cabinet and slapping on gloves before she picks up Akriel and throws him onto the couch, noticing the oil on his shaft yet not commenting on it. She grabs Malware and places him next to Akriel, her hand drifting over the oil wound from the metal.

“G0d damn 1t. Th3y got T00 kinky.”

“4lright, l3t's leave.”

“ma'am yes ma'am.”