Note: The characters depicted in this story are both consenting adults. Nico is 29 and Fox is modeled after an adult and has the mentality of one.
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It was such an unassuming thing. At least, this was Nico's opinion of the vial he was holding. The bottle was small, minimally labeled via a black sticker with golden letters, and full of a liquid that looked not unlike a shimmery pink liqueur. From far away on a shelf it may have looked just like that--if only a sample size. But that little vial held so much more power.
Aptly named Blushing Denial, the liquid inside was an anorgasmic drug. It supposedly had the ability to stop a person from cumming during sex for a prolonged period. They could be pleasured almost to the edge, but then the drug would keep them there. That was until it wore off and allowed them to cum; which usually wouldn't happen for least an hour. A full hour of being tortuously held at that near-peak, release so close but physically impossible no matter how much the user was stroked or fucked.
Reviews raved about the mind-blowing orgasms that people had experienced through its use and Nico was more than a little intrigued. His husband had lightly teased him in the past over his wariness in bringing odder things into their sex life. So the android was rightly surprised when he jumped so readily at the idea of such an intense experience.
The truth of the matter was quite simple. Nico wasn't the kind of man who could cum more than once; not that it made him a special case, but it did impose a bit of a cap on his husband. Fox, being an android, didn't have to worry about such limits. His body could maintain an erection for as long as desired so he could theoretically go for several hours straight without losing an inch of vigor.
Nico had talked to Fox about this before, worried that his performance was comparatively dull. He was lovingly assured that the android had no issue going by his human limitations. Fox happened to take great satisfaction in building his husband up to that single release, drawing out his pleasure for as long as possible so that he trembled with it every time. It was beautiful to watch, he told Nico; much more exquisite and meaningful than hours of recurrent orgasms could ever be.
The adoring, erotically charged sentiment had eased Nico's concern and ignited that particular night's passion. However, he still wanted to try matching even a fraction of Fox's endurance. The drug he was holding was going to make that happen. He slowly turned the vial in his hand, watching the shimmering swirls stirred up by the movement.
"Are you still certain about this?" Fox asked, pulling Nico's attention to him.
They were laying naked together in their bed, facing one another and mere inches apart. The two had stripped each other moments earlier. They almost forgot about the drug entirely in the heated press of their bare bodies. Fox was smooth as always under Nico's hands; dark purple and magenta plasteel panels, black connectors, various LED points glowing a vibrant amber.
The android was also currently wearing one of Nico's favourite attachments. It was a slightly larger than average cock (by android standards as they tended to be taller than the average human) in a simple black. The underside of the shaft was lined with prominent ridges and the tip was a rounded point. A single, small, blue point of light shone at the tip where the slit was.
Nico looked up at his husband's face. Golden eyes stared back from a rounded and otherwise dark screen, regarding him with sincerity. In answer to Fox's question, Nico uncorked the vial and downed the contents in one go. He barely restrained making a face. The drug had a medicinal bite to it mixed with a sort of chalky strawberry flavoring that attempted and failed to cover it up.
Fox chuckled. "No reservations then."
"Nope," Nico said. He licked his teeth, trying to dispel the unpleasant taste.
"Very well," Fox said. He reached over the small space between them with a gentle hand to run his fingers over the hair behind Nico's ear. "But you will tell me if it is too overwhelming, correct? I do not wish to harm you in any way."
"You'd never hurt me. We both know that."
"But you will tell me?"
Nico smiled at the imploring but soft tone. "Yeah."
Fox's hands went to Nico's hips, urging him forward until their bodies were flush.
"I only ask because I may lose myself," he said, desire oozing into his tone like hot magma. He caressed Nico's side, raising goosebumps over the human's skin. "I admit that what this drug promises excites me greatly."
Fox didn't have to treat it as an admission; Nico knew how he felt. He was already hungering for it. The build-up to that sweet prolonged denial, feeling the near-ecstatic pleasure pulsing through him until he couldn't stand it anymore. Until he would give anything just to cum. Begging, breathless, needy. Nico fidgeted, his thighs rubbing together.
"Me too," he said. He lowered his voice then, his hand straying towards Fox's already erect cock. The android's self-lubricating response kicked in as his fingers traced the sides of the ridges. Warm, slick fluid flowed from the tip and Nico grinned at how easy it was to trigger that reaction. "I trust you, Fox. I'm ready. It...it's everything I want from you right now."
Fox trembled lightly under Nico's touch. "On your back, then. Let me look after you."
Nico did as asked and rolled over. After a moment, he felt Fox's arm slide under his back as the android was quick to ensure that they weren't apart for long. His husband's much taller bulk was, as always, a comfortingly sturdy presence. He released a slow breath, relaxing into the hold.
Fox had a bottle of lube in his hand and he popped it open. The liquid was cool as he dribbled a liberal amount onto Nico's half-hard cock, which he took into his large hand moments later. Slow and meticulous, he stroked the slick flesh, thumbing the head.
A quiet gasp escaped Nico. Heat pooled towards his groin as the first stirrings of pleasure swiftly arose in his body. His heartbeat quickened and he felt himself growing harder, his shaft stiffening under Fox's attentive touch.
"Ever the responsive one," Fox marveled lowly. "I love how hard you become after a few simple strokes."
Warmth crawled up Nico's chest to his cheeks. He was already rock-solid in Fox's grip. There was no helping it; he had always been quite sensitive and the secondary pleasure-heightening effect of the drug made him feel more so. If it weren't coursing through him, then he might have grown concerned about cumming too soon.
"F-feels good," he said, unable to think of anything better in response. Arousal had a way of turning his tongue simple. He moaned on a particularly good stroke, feeling fluid seeping out the tip of his cock.
Fox gave a short, amused hum. "I should hope so. Or else you have some very opposite reactions to what you like."
