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Nines has found solace in Chloe since the day he was awoken. Emerging new from the CyberLife Tower to a world in the midst of chaos and change, Nines had somehow found himself at Elijah Kamski's doorstep. He had been welcomed in by Chloe and immediately taken into the fold, as it were.
As he tried to figure out what he was supposed to do with his life, his freedom, and his deviancy, Chloe had been at his side. She had such focus. A drive and an understanding of herself that Nines envied. Chloe believed in Kamski's work, and she had stayed with him to assist in it. But as Chloe and Nines grew closer over the course of nearly a year, her direction shifted. Still with that same confidence she always carried herself with.
Nines and Chloe decided to get a house together. Kamski helped them pick one out in an android friendly neighborhood close to the DPD where Nines had been working alongside his predecessor, Connor. And Chloe was able to work from home, still assisting Kamski in his new projects—mainly Thirium replacements and the creation of android medical centers not associated with CyberLife. It was perfect.
And still, Nines had his doubts. About himself, his life. Never about Chloe.
"Nines?" Chloe called for him from the little kitchenette.
He pulled himself out of the light stasis he'd fallen into and went to her. "Yes, love?" Nines came up behind her as she stood at the counter, mixing together some vibrantly blue ingredients in a bowl. He wrapped his arms about her waist and rested his chin on her shoulder.
As she nuzzled at his cheek, he could feel the smile growing on her face. "Could you get me down the big stand mixer?"
"Of course." Nines pressed a kiss to her shoulder then turned to the high cabinets where they kept things they didn't often use. Like the stand mixer. He pulled down the heavy metal contraption and set it up on the counter next to where she was working.
"You're such a great help, Nines. Always so good to me," Chloe praised.
Inside Nines's chest, he could feel his thirium pump pick up speed. A flush of thirium through his body made his components feel a little tighter, and he registered it all as excitement. Nines loved to hear Chloe tell him how good a job he did. He lived for her praise.
"Need anything else?" Nines came back to her, as though pulled in by the gravity of her being. He couldn't keep his hands off of her, didn't want to. Chloe seemed happy to have him right there. She leaned into his touch, still working on her task at hand.
"I wouldn't mind your company."
"And I can give you that."
Nines stayed in the kitchenette with her, mostly in her space, hands always dancing over to find her in times that he wasn't crowding her. He listened as she talked about what she was making, a thirium derivative food-stuff that would lower the amount of thirium an android would need to intake, if it worked properly. And he talked of the cases he was working with Detective Reed. It was easy to be in her presence.
At night, when they crawled into bed together, Nines knew exactly how to get the praise he loved to hear from her. He slipped down beneath the sheets to rest between her legs. His hands swept along her thighs, gently opening her up to him. He could hear Chloe hum an anticipatory sound, and he smiled before pressing his lips against her slit.
He dragged a slow, delving tongue into the silken warmth. Chloe was warm and already wet for him. Circling her clit, he felt her tense under his hands, and he brushed his fingers along her sides. Nines licked upwards, hardening the bud as it swelled further under his tendings, then wrapped his lips about it and sucked gently. As she arched beneath him, a soft keening sound leaving her lips, he smiled and dipped his tongue lower.
Nines lapped at her wetness and slowly pressed his tongue inside of her. One of his hands came down to massage her clit as he ate her out, his thumb trailing around and across it in ever-changing patterns. As he swallowed her taste down, he pressed harder. As he delved his tongue back inside of her, his touch softened.
When Chloe wrapped a leg around his back, pulling him deeper into her folds, he looked up and caught her eyes. "Good boy," she praised as she looked down at him. "That feels so good, Nines. Keep going. So good."
Nines growled in pleasure, ever grateful for the parts that Kamski had bestowed upon them. He could live here, between Chloe's legs, pleasing her until her systems needed to enter stasis.
When he knew she was getting close, he flipped them over and had her straddle his face. He loved to look up from there, see her stretched tall above him. His hands wandered up her hips, her ribs, and cupped her breasts as she rode his mouth, seeking out her pleasure.
"Fuck, you're so good for me, Nines!" Chloe chased her orgasm, smothering Nines beneath her, drowning him in praise that kept him buzzing and alive.