Tasha's POV

"Connor —" Before I could finish another word, Connor had grabbed onto my face, pulling my body close to his as he pressed his lips against mine. 

I had imagined kissing him many times before — but never had I expected this. He kissed me with such an intensity I thought I'd fall over or pass out. All of the anger and resentment seemingly washed away as I began to kiss him back, wrapping my arms around his neck to pull him closer. Connor moved his one hand to my waist, holding my body as tight as humanly possible to him. Even with the cold, pouring rain my body felt like it was on fire.

"I love you." Connor pulled back, gazing down into my eyes as he caressed my cheek. "I love you. I'm so sorry, Tasha."

Tears continued to fall down my face as I stared at him, "Connor..." I smiled softly, touching his face. "I love you too... please, please don't do that to me again."

"I won't. I love you," He repeated, leaning down to brush his lips against mine again. "I love you."

He said the words over and over again as he kissed her, finally able to feel free to love her how he'd wanted to the entire time.

Even as the snow began to fall with the rain, neither of us cared as we continued to enjoy this intimate moment. I pulled his body closer to mine, running my fingers up his neck and into his hair.

Connor seemed to enjoy this as he smiled into my lips, pushing my back gently against the front door. "Do you remember when we met?"

I smiled softly at him. "How could I ever forget that?"

"You looked so beautiful." Connor smiled, "You were kind, something most humans hadn't been. You were intriguing."

My smile fell as the image of his dead body flashed through my mind. "This isn't going to go away."

"No, it won't. But I will be here every step of the way." Connor leaned down, kissing her forehead as he brought her into a tight embrace.

"I love you."

Connor's POV

It was like now he had said the words aloud and finally allowed himself to feel it entirely, he wanted nothing more than to show her the affection she'd been craving for the months they'd known each other.

"I love you too, you dork." Tasha smiled, looking up at him.

"I am not a dork." Connor replied, caressing her cheek gently as he gazed down into her beautiful green eyes.

"You are definitely a dork." She leaned up, kissing the bridge of his nose affectionately. "But it just so happens I'm in love with a dork."

Connor felt his metal heart pump faster as he leaned down, slower this time, capturing her lips with his own.

The only experience he had with kissing were from the romance movies Tasha had made him watch — not that he hadn't enjoyed watching them with her, but he much preferred movies that didn't involve a romantic plot line.

He was insecure, to put it lightly, about his intimacy skills. As an Android he was designed to do things most humans could never even attempt, but kissing was not part of his programming.

"Am... am I doing okay?" Connor asked as he let Tasha catch her breath.

Maybe it was because he saw Gavin kiss her, and while she joked about his kissing, Connor knew she hadn't minded it. He just wanted to make her feel good.

Tasha pulled away to look at him, "Connor, you're a good kisser. A very good kisser." Tasha emphasized the word good each time she spoke it, "Analyze me."

"I have been." Connor admitted, and he was sure if he was human he would've went red. "Your heart rate is up 30%, your pupils are dilated..." He trailed off, smirking slightly.

"I love you so much." Tasha said with a smile, wrapping her arms around his neck tighter as she brought his lips down to hers once again.

I don't think I'll ever get used to this.

He felt like his entire system was failing.

He kissed her back, pushing her harder against the door as she touched the back of his hair, tangling her fingers in the bit she could grab onto.

It felt nice.

"Get the fuck away from my house."

Tasha jumped at the sound of Hank's voice, causing her to pull away from Connor slightly.

"Uh, hi, Hank." Tasha rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly as Connor still held onto her waist.

"Hi." He replied with a smirk, clearly amused by the situation. "Connor, good to see you're alive and, well, still your same old self."

"Hi, Lieutenant." Connor replied, not moving his hands from her waist as he turned to face Hank.

"So you both finally grew a pair."

Connor looked at Hank confused while Tasha just shook her head.

"Hank, can we please not—"

"Can you guys not make out in front of my house? It's fucking creepy, not to mention disgusting." Hank wrinkled his nose in disgust.

"You're ruining a beautiful moment, Hank." I hummed softly as I smiled up at Connor.

"You're just trying to get into his pants, kiddo." Hank snorted. "If you guys are done trying to suck each other's faces off, we have work to do."

I groaned in annoyance, "Seriously?"

•••
As we walked past the Adult CyberLife store, I couldn't help but think about what Hank had said about getting into Connor's pants.

"Connor?"

Connor looked at me with a smile,

"May I ask you a personal question?"

"Anything." He replied as we continued to walk, Hank slowing his pace to join in on the conversation.

"So... so your specific model was made to hunt down Deviants... Does that — I mean, do you have a—"

Hank began to laugh like a hyena, nearly doubling over. Connor stared at Tasha, confusion on his features. "Do I have a what?"

I shook my head, "Nevermind, let's just go okay?"

Connor grabbed onto my arm, stopping me from walking away. "I don't understand."

"Oh Jesus Christ, Connor, she's asking if you have anything down there or not!" Hank smirked at me, and I knew that by now my face would've been entirely red.

"Down there? I'm not sure I — OH."

Connor's eyes widened as he realized what I meant, still looking extremely confused but a little more aware.

"It's fine can we just go?" I pulled my arm out of his grasp, speed walking towards the police station.

I let out a sigh of relief as I sat at my desk, keeping my head down while Hank and Connor walked past me to their desks.

I felt my face get red again as I heard Connor's light footsteps behind me. "Tasha?"

"Mhm?" I asked softly, pretending to read the file I had open on the screen.

"I do."

I furrowed my brows in confusion. "What? I don't — OH!" It was my turn to be dumbfounded, my face still bright red but I turned my chair a little so I could look at him.

"Yes." Connor said as he watched me, obviously analyzing my reactions. "I do have that... bio component."

"That's — um — good." I said as I looked away, trying my best not to think about what his... bio component looked like.

As I felt the blush slowly leave my face, Connor spoke again.

"Why did you want to know?"

"Just forget it," I turned away from him again, "It doesn't matter."

"I'd prefer if you told me."

I sighed deeply, "I just — I know what I have I just didn't know if you had anything or are even able to feel that way."

"What way?"

Jesus Christ! It's like talking to a fucking toddler.

"I'm talking about having sex, alright?!" I replied a little loud, the other officers looking at me weird while Hank was shaking his head in disgust and laughing in amusement. "Or is you can even feel sexual arousal." I whispered.

"Sex? I'm afraid I don't —"

"Just forget it okay? Oh look, there's the captain! I need to just... go...."

Connor's POV

As Tasha hurried off towards the other room, Connor pondered their previous conversation.

Sexual Arousal?

Connor searched for what he could on sexual arousal. He was surprised with what he found.

After a moment, he walked over to Hank's desk, leaning against it as he tried to process the word sex.

"How does one have sex?"

Hank nearly choked on his coffee as he looked at his partner, eyes full of bewilderment. "What the actual fuck, Connor?"

Connor simply blinked, his curiosity probing him to continue, "I don't understand it. Why do humans do it? I understand for creating life, but as an... activity, I'm not sure."

"Jesus," Hank sighed deeply, leaning back against his chair. "Am I seriously about to have the talk with an Android?"

"The talk?" Connor inquired as he kept close attention to Hank's every word.

"Humans have sex because it feels nice." Hank stated bluntly, shaking his head.

"Has Tasha had sex?"

Hank slapped Connor across the face, "YOU DON'T JUST ASK SOMEONE THAT, FUCK CONNOR!"

Connor just continued to stare at him, "I'm sorry, lieutenant."

"For the record I have no idea, I don't want to know — " Hank scoffed, "And I definitely don't wanna know what you two do behind closed doors." 

"Intimacy makes you uncomfortable." Connor said.

"Damn right it does."

"How do I know if... she reciprocates my feelings this way?"

"Oh for Christ sakes, she's been pining after you for months! Of course she 'reciprocates' that!"

"Really." Connor smiled slightly to himself, "I had no idea."

Hank rolled his eyes, "Obviously." He snorted, looking at Connor for a moment. "Are you even able to feel that way?" Hank asked,

"When I'm around her I feel... warm, and I want to... be close to her," Connor watched as Tasha walked back to her desk. "I... when she kisses me, I don't want to stop kissing her... I don't understand..."

Hank made a slightly disgusted face, "Blah, yep, you are able to feel that way."

Connor was silent for a moment as he watched Tasha, feeling a warm tingling sensation flow through his metal body.

"How would one... instigate sex?"

"FOR FUCKS SAKE CONNOR!"

A/N: Please leave comments and scene suggestions you'd like me to write :)
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