Sweet Android Ch. 02

Quick, Sam finished washing Jack, patted her rump, quickly scrubbed himself. Jack looked over her shoulder to watch, bit her lip again as she beheld the strapping android's shoulders glistening, flexing to scrub his back and hair. He stretched, back arching as he lifted his face to the water. Water rippled over his pointed nose, corded neck, his abs. It poured where it collected off his hanging cock.

Cheeky, Jack pressed her ass to that twitching member. Its thick base rested just on her tailbone. The head reached near-halfway up the small of her back. Jack wriggled. She felt the android's hard girth squish against her buttocks. Behind, Sam moaned.

Experimentally, jack stood on her tiptoes, allowed more cock to rest in the valley of her ass. She pushed back, up, down, stroking the cock with her slick body. Sam moaned more. His hands clasped the ass before him. Imperceptible in the heat, a little squirt of sugary precum landed on Jack's lower back.

"Wanna hump my ass, Robot?" Jack tilted her rump up, her back forward.

"I think I do, Jack." He bent his knees, let his cock rest fully between the soft bubbles of Jack's rounded ass. Rough, he pressed in and up, fucked that slick gap; twice, thrice.

"Ohh," said Jack, feeling the soft underside of Sam caress the base of her womanhood and the little star of her asshole. Each gaped just a little, clenched again, as if eager.

Sam pulled himself in, ground again and again into Jack's pale, firm pillow of a rear. Jack moaned; bent over, rocked forward by Sam's rutting, with her hands pressed to the dripping, anti-slip wall of the shower. "Sam, you're making me so wet again." She let one hand free, slipped it between her legs, curled her fingers to stroke her clit where it peaked, pink and excited, from its hood.

Sam didn't reply, save a grunt.

"Uhm," moaned Jack, enjoying the hard cock sliding over her aching holes. She dipped a pair of fingers just lower than her clit, slid them easily into the wet heat within. Sams' balls bounced, close and suede-soft, against her knuckles.

At that moment, the android gripped her rump, hard. His fingers clenched, unclenched, squeezed hard, dimpled the pillowy flesh. The Specialist moaned, putty in those hands. Bubbles blossomed, flew out in flurries from where the cock mock-fucked her slick rump.

"Jack," said Sam, quite shallowly.

"Hmm?" said Jack, finger-fucking herself, producing little squishes.

"Do you want me to ejaculate on your back?"

"Mmh, yes." Jack's face screwed up in pleasure. "I want to you cum for me again, Sam. Show me those new balls have more sugar for me."

"Yes, Jac—" Sam's teeth gritted. His legs tensed. He thrust hard, twice. The head of his cock poked up to lay on Jack's tailbone, and, quivering, shot three ample lines of sugary cum all the way up to her shoulder blades.

Jack, knuckles-deep in herself, felt the hot, tiny impacts splatter her back, heavier than the diffuse shower stream. She thrust her fingers deep, curled them, moaned hard as heat and pressure built in her pelvis, exploded.

"I'm cumming too."

Both Jack's knees buckled, slipped. A flash of panic nearly wiped the ecstatic rictus from her face, but Sam caught her, held her close and strong as she came, eyes screwed up, O-mouthed, riding her own palm. As her orgasm faded, Jack felt Sam ease her down. The android dragged his soft palms over her her breasts, her belly, her hips, as he released her, then scrubbed the sticky-hot syrup from her back.

At that moment, the water quit. The touch panel beeped, read: Time until next shower ration: 18 hours.

Jack turned, dripping, to kiss Sam's chest. "Good timing," she grinned.

"Quite," said the android. He leaned in, kissed her atop the head. Simultaneously, he reached over her back, pressed a key on the touch panel labeled Dry. Hot, soft air buffeted the two from nearby vents above and below. Jack chuckled wryly as her hair flew up and fluttered, fluffily, about her face. Sam caught the bulk of it in his hands, pressed the fluffy halo down and against Jack's neck as he pulled her in for a kiss. In moments, they were dry. Their lips parted.

"How is your leg, my dear Specialist?"

Jack lifted, wriggled her thigh in its waterproof bandage. "Sore, but fine."

"Good. We must supply you with sustenance and return to work."

"Yes, please. I'm hungry." Jack smiled, coy. "It's a shame we have to get dressed, though."

Sam stepped from the shower, collected red crew jumpsuits, white underwear, and rubber-soled socks from the wall closet. "Were I tasked with determining crew standards, Jack, I would permit you to work the comms station perfectly nude. And I would enjoy watching you." He handed her a pile of clothes. "However, I do not. I will have to relegate my admiration of your bare form to our hours of sleep and recreation."

At that, Jack blushed. She stepped into a pair of panties.

"Will you sleep with me sometimes, Sam?"

Sam cocked his head at her. He had just finished zipping up the front of his close-fitting jumpsuit.

"I mean," said Jack, before he could respond. "It's cold on this station, and I'm pretty sure your basal temperature is higher than mine."

Sam smiled, paused before responding. He held up Jack's jumpsuit, helped her step into it, tugged it snug where it needed to fit round her hips and ass. With a lingering touch, he pulled the zipper up her front, then wrapped a hand round her waist. Jack blushed all the while.

"I would take pleasure in holding you at night, Specialist," he said, releasing her. "So long as that closeness fulfills your requirements for comfort, I will enjoy it as well."

"Oh," said Jack. She turned, quite pink. "I think that'd fulfill what I need quite well." She found herself staring at the android's chest, straining at its red-jumpsuit housing.

She blinked. With a start, she grabbed Sam's hand, made her way out of life support. She grinned, felt quite light.

"Let's get some food. I'm, uh, starving!"

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The story continues in Sweet Android: Chapter 3.

I'd like to thank everyone who so kindly read, fav'ed, and rated my first work! I hope you enjoyed the second. It's wonderful encouragement to get such a kind reception on something I thought was going to be a throwaway project. Now, I plan to write much more!

Please expect chapter 3 quite soon!

Alizzia

PS: If you have requests, let me know in comments? Also: Should Sam and Jack be strictly monogamous? Want Jack to be bisexual? Should we continue to use Jack as the viewpoint character, or switch to Sam sometimes? Want more of the story at the beginning/more characters? Let me know!