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every-time a small tiny part of him even slightly brushes against me i feel.. i feel my servos whirr quicker and my “heart” feels as though it will break out of my synthetic skin. I don’t suppose that my commander notices this though, but why is this happening? Has something changed within my systems? or perhaps it is the commander who’s changed.
but even thinking about him put jimmy off of the work he was supposed to be doing, making him feel all weird again. suddenly, he heard a knock on the door. his thoughts raced,, what if thats the commander? what could he want from me? what if- no. just open the door jimmy you’re being silly, he’s just your friend and leader.
jimmy placed the beaker, and his thoughts, aside and went to open the door.
“uh hey.. robot.” it was the commander but, he noticed that he was acting strangely.. fidgeting with his hands.. not making eye contact, almost as if he was nervous for some reason? the robot ignored it. “Hello sir, what do you need?” mcbc came and sat on the lab table, jimmy suppressed a sigh, and started. “i uhm.. dont really know who else to talk to this about..” he let out an awkward chuckle. “You can talk to me about anything. you know that sir, so what is it?”
he didnt answer for a moment, collecting his thoughts, the robot assumed. “jimmy, i think im gay” he pulled him into a hug. “commander, you know that we’ll support you no matter what.” jimmy wiped mcbc’s face with a thumb. “thanks man.” they just kind of stood there for awhile, the commander sitting down awkwardly as the robot hugged him. it was nice.. but eventually he had to let go.. he hesitated for a minute and decided to peck him on the cheek. you know… to show that he cares! actually.. he isn’t quite sure why he did that. he was brought back to reality, and out of his thoughts by the.. commander kissing him.. oh god. jimmy felt himself falling back before everything went black.
oh god oh god… what if he doesn’t respect me anymore, oh no. the commander stood outside of the lab pacing, waiting for the robot to open the door again.
the robot turned back on. “commander?” he sat up, blinking. “what happened?” realising that the mcbc wasn’t in the room, he went to go open the door. “there you are, what happened? why and when did i overheat?”
“uhh… it might of been when i kissed you so.. bout 10 minutes ago..” jimmy stood there staring down at him, face red. “you kissed me and i missed it?” that was NOT the answer that the commander was expecting. “yeah but, i can do it again” before jimmy could answer he felt his lips pressed against his once again. but its alright, he didn’t quite overheat this time. he knew the commander was walking forwards pushing him and he felt himself be lent over the table, but oh he couldn’t think straight.. all he could think about was his commander’s tongue practically halfway down his throat and his hands. oh his hands, feeling every. single. inch. of his metallic body right under his rashguard. The robot shuddered, commander was getting sloppy now, and not to be gross but, there was saliva.. everywhere. “i love you so much jimmy.” he mumbled through the kiss. of course he didn’t answer, just smiling. he lent down and pulled his belt off, throwing it to the side carelessly. “commander, panel. just under my shirt.” the commander lent away slightly, “what?” he lifted his shirt up and pointed. “this panel, open it please”. he hesitantly clicked it open, revealing a tangle of wires. “uh.. what do i do?” he realised that he might be a little confused and explained. “grab at the wires, pull them, lick them, whatever. just play with them.” commander complied, reaching in and pulling a few of them out. jimmy suppressed a small moan. he felt the commander’s lips again but not on his own mouth, rather, on his neck. the commander steadied himself with his other hand pressed against the robot’s shoulder. commander carefully kissed him, trailing slowly up his neck. jamie didn’t care anymore, he let himself moan out the commander’s name as loud as he wanted, i mean its not like anyone else can hear him.. the door’s locked and the battle-tram’s walls are thick! or.. are they super thin..? he pushed his friend off of him, as nicely as he could. “what’s wrong???” jimmy pointed at the open door and spoke through heavy breaths. “door’s not closed… and are the walls thick or thin?” the commander ran over to close the door, when ricky walked past.. he stopped him. “Heyy man! … are the walls soundproof or nah?”
he ignored him for a moment peering into the room, he saw jimmy with his shirt up and realised. “that makes sense..” he mumbled. “hey commander! and really. really. thin..” mcbc’s face grew red with embarrassment. “you guys didn’t hear anything.. did you?” Ricky wondered if he should save the commander from more embarrassment but.. i mean it was super disturbing. “uhm.. yeah actually- do you mind getting jimmy to maybe… quieten down a little..?”
crap.