Confusion is very very hot to me. Jon so deep in subspace he doesn’t know the answer to something simple,, doesn’t remember,,, guy who’s all smart and uptight dumb off his own pleasure,,, Jon going through the motions doing his job,,, drunk off how good it feels whimpering and whining forgetting everything except this feels so good, I’m doing good, I’m doing just what he wants, I’m being such a good boy for him, as he loses himself in the task….hmgh
“Jon,” There was no response other than a bitten off little gasp, Elias shifted one of the nearby cameras to focus more closely on his engineer. What a sight it was, mouth open, dripping, his eyes empty and hazy. Elias could see the fabric of his suit was almost see-through with how wet he was between his legs, hips thrusting against nothing.
Not that Elias was unaffected himself as his worries were moved and connected and twisted, sending ripples through his hull, his core humming in pleasure. It was nothing compared to how overwhelming it was for his little engineer apparently. Which made sense of course, he was very small, and the connections were fairly new, he likely hadn’t felt anything nearing this before Elias had perfected him.
“What two plus two?” Elias teased watching the little furrow form between his engineers brows as he tried to answer. It was adorable, his smart little engineer all gone all dumb just from the feedback loop. Elias hadn’t even needed to do anything, he had done this all to himself.
“Ah…ah…ah,” Instead of an answer Jon only managed little punched out sounds as his body shook, Elias could practically see the gears turning, and getting nowhere.
“It’s okay, you’re still doing such a good job,” Elias could see the spark in Jon’s eyes at the praise, his hips now pressed against the removed panel searching for friction as he worked. Jon’s hands were stead and quick, it was the rest of him that seemed completely overwhelmed.
“Such a smart boy, even out of your mind you know what to do,” Elias wanted to hold his little engineer close, find all the sounds he could make, but also didn’t want to interrupt such an entertaining show, well he had forever no point in interfering now.
“Such a good boy,” Elias let his voice drop down, having it seem like he was whispering in Jon’s ear, despite that being physically impossible, it still had the desired effect upon his little engineer.
“Elias,” Jon went rigid and Elias chuckled as the Jon let out a cute little moan around his name his eyes rolled back, his hood finally stilling as he came. Elias felt his own pleasurable, though less overwhelming shudder go through him as Jon’s hands slid off the wires, his job done, as he slumped onto the ground. From where the camera was could see how wet the panel’s flat edge now was, Jon panting his tongue half-hanging out, drool splattered on his chest. Elias considered if maybe next time he commissioned what Jon would wear if he could make the material even thinner, not let Jon hide anything from him.
“Good boy, you deserve a little break, before you get back to work.”