"I have never understood that phrase. One experiences love or one does not. Making it, the act of creation- unless connected to procreation which is not at all a concern with two men, is odd. Express love would be more appropriate but that is done in more socially appropriate means-" It seems that like the fidgeting, Delta likewise picked up York's tenancy to ramble when nervous. As he did earlier he catches himself.
Quietly, then. "I want-"
And is that not a dangerous thing, for an AI to want? To have independent desires? Yet here they are. "I want to experience what he feels when he looks at you while you are...integrated."
'Making love' makes no sense, 'having sex' falls shy, 'fucking' is base and as far from what he wants as possible. Integrated is clinical but- appropriate.
Intergrated. That's a word for it. But he thinks he understands what Delta is after here. It's the emotion, the physical ramifications of it. The tightness in his chest, the warm burn that has little to do with temperature.
"And his memories don't give you a good enough grasp of what that feels like, do they?" he responds after a moment, remembering that AI could rifle through their memories and feel things. Anger, cold, heat, the taste of a cigarette.
"An unfortunate side effect to the degradation of York's neural lace. I am able to witness his memories with clarity- but sensations are muffled, dull." A beat. "...I am fond of you as well. Aside from continuing to ensure you survive in the field and assisting you with Felix I do not know how best to. Express this."
There is no protocol for affection with AI in general, let alone fragments. Trying things the human way seems the most efficient.
That alters things ever so slightly. If it's simply a matter of an AI search for a way to experience The Thing, Locus could chalk that up to a learning experience and nothing else. To know that Delta actually wants to be...affectionate towards him?
Alright. That's a little endearing, in its own way. And does a good deal to warm him to the idea, if that smile is anything to go by.
"I would not trust anyone else with this particular experience." None of York's previous partners, were they present, would satisfy either of their needs or desires. After a moment, he nods.
It is about Locus, specifically. About the care and consideration he has shown, his loyalty, his vengeance. "Nor would I be so curious."
The callback to his first attempt at humor with Locus eases something in the back of Delta's mind, certainty returning to his stance. "I have always found you compelling. This is a logical extension of that aesthetic appreciation."
"He won't." There is a bone deep certainty that this request would be considered a continuation of his 'how to human' lessons. York would be deeply pleased and more than happy to comply. "It goes without saying that I would rather Felix not be included in what we do."
A time may come when he wishes to try this 'hatefucking' thing- but at the moment? No.
"I'll keep him in check. I think I know how to...the word is 'retire', isn't it?" What came from locking him away behind those bricks, though he'd grown more compliant. Why, he hadn't the slightest, but it served their purposes.
"Are there any parts of this in particular you want to explore?"
The green of his hologram brightens for a moment- is that a blush? Can AI feel vaguely abashed? Delta will simply blame it on York's dreams if asked. "Penetration?"
As hard as he attempted to make it sound like a calm and certain statement- it seems posed as a question.
Locus manages to avoid chuckling, just barely. Alright, that's a starting point. His eyes still glint with faint amusement. "In that you'd like to penetrate, or be penetrated?"
"Yes." Both? Both. Both is good. he thinks he could handle both. York receives as much pleasure from one as he does the other, both would offer him the most perspective for the act-
"Alright. Then it's likely going to be a longer session. Are there any other points of interest we should invest some time in?"
He's curious what the AI associates with that feeling of affection, and what he would seek for his own. It's unlikely the rougher aspects would appeal much to him, in that instance.
"I think that would be helpful, regardless. Simply to allow you to know what's coming. If you've never engaged like this before, I can only imagine how intense it would feel for the first time. Structure might help."
He's considerate like that. And definitely taking notes, as tired as he is.
"I don't mind, Delta. I will try to make this a good experience for you."
Somewhere in the back of his head, Felix snickers, but he quickly shuts him down behind a very firm brick wall. If Delta trusted him enough to come to him with this request, then he's giving it the respect and consideration it deserves.
"Thank you. I appreciate your consideration." Now and whenever they find the time to do it. Not tomorrow, they're both recovering- and of his brothers he has learned a good deal of patience. Whenever they feel is most appropriate? Is when he will content himself to experience this thing. "Sleep well, Sam."
And he will. He'll sleep the sleep of the just and the exhausted, to determine all the details in the morning. They can have a more thorough discussion once Taylor is awake, though it likely won't take place for a day or two, at least.
They're both thoroughly worn. But it had been worth it, to show Felix up for once.
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Quietly, then. "I want-"
And is that not a dangerous thing, for an AI to want? To have independent desires? Yet here they are. "I want to experience what he feels when he looks at you while you are...integrated."
'Making love' makes no sense, 'having sex' falls shy, 'fucking' is base and as far from what he wants as possible. Integrated is clinical but- appropriate.
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"And his memories don't give you a good enough grasp of what that feels like, do they?" he responds after a moment, remembering that AI could rifle through their memories and feel things. Anger, cold, heat, the taste of a cigarette.
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There is no protocol for affection with AI in general, let alone fragments. Trying things the human way seems the most efficient.
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That alters things ever so slightly. If it's simply a matter of an AI search for a way to experience The Thing, Locus could chalk that up to a learning experience and nothing else. To know that Delta actually wants to be...affectionate towards him?
Alright. That's a little endearing, in its own way. And does a good deal to warm him to the idea, if that smile is anything to go by.
"And here I thought I wasn't your type."
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It is about Locus, specifically. About the care and consideration he has shown, his loyalty, his vengeance. "Nor would I be so curious."
The callback to his first attempt at humor with Locus eases something in the back of Delta's mind, certainty returning to his stance. "I have always found you compelling. This is a logical extension of that aesthetic appreciation."
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"If he doesn't mind, then...I think that would be fine, Delta. I'd like that."
He's fond of the little AI in his own way, after all this time. And to think they'd initially been so wary of one another.
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A time may come when he wishes to try this 'hatefucking' thing- but at the moment? No.
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"Are there any parts of this in particular you want to explore?"
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As hard as he attempted to make it sound like a calm and certain statement- it seems posed as a question.
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Nothing like being certain.
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And he is. Curious. Intensely so.
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He's curious what the AI associates with that feeling of affection, and what he would seek for his own. It's unlikely the rougher aspects would appeal much to him, in that instance.
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Again that vague brightening of his hologram, again that tinny noise of someone clearing their throat. "Your voice, when you speak. Order? Instruct."
Specificity is important but he cannot quite find the words. "When you lay out what you wish to do before you do it."
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He's considerate like that. And definitely taking notes, as tired as he is.
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A little thrilling. Anticipation is, apparently, something he can experience. "Thank you for humoring me."
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Somewhere in the back of his head, Felix snickers, but he quickly shuts him down behind a very firm brick wall. If Delta trusted him enough to come to him with this request, then he's giving it the respect and consideration it deserves.
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They're both thoroughly worn. But it had been worth it, to show Felix up for once.