I own none of the characters in this. If I did, Harper would be getting my computer running better and Rommie would be... you don't want to know. My dirty imaginings aren't for the young and innocent.
I also don't own 10 things I hate about you. And can I say that I'm glad of that. I was forced to sit through that on a plane journey once, and it was a horrible experience. Ah, but don't watch it, you say. Well, I had little choice. I get bored easily, I can never sleep on planes, and I only had one book on me, which I'd read during the first half of the journey. I thought even a Rom-Com would be better than knocking myself unconscious with a tray. I was wrong. Add in the fact that, no matter how bad a film is, I can't make myself stop watching in the middle, and you have a recipe for disaster. It's the kind of perverse curiosity you get which makes people watch an accident the entire way through, and keeps those 'when ---- go wrong' programs on TV going- you want to see the next horrible mistake. I also associate this sensation with Prescott and Dubya's political speeches, but that's another matter. Most of the people involved in that film deserve to suffer.
NC 17
Harper/Rommie
Part 2 of the Realspace series
Harper groaned as he shifted slightly. It had been Rommie's choice of films tonight, and, much to his horror, she had indulged her giggly side. And yes, Rommie did have a giggly side. The result was he was sat here with her watching Ten Things I hate About You. His attention had drifted after about the first five minutes.
The only plus was that they had ended up on the couch, and Harper had wound up with Rommie sitting in his lap. This nearly, but not quite, made up for the boredom of the film. Harper had ended up in his favourite cargo pants and a loud shirt. He was going commando, given that it was more comfortable, and Rommie had seen every part of him enough times that it certainly wouldn't bother her. Rommie had ditched her normal tight clothing and opted for a loose silk pyjamas.
This was one of the Rom-Coms that the Android occasionally got a taste for. Most of the time Rommie went for more interesting films like sci-fi action or horror, but when she went like this, he had no choice but to go along with her. Reaching over, he picked up a can of cola and swallowed a mouthful of the sweet liquid.
"That stuff isn't good for you." Rommie said quietly, still watching the film.
Harper rolled his eyes. Rommie was apparently not only in a giggly sort of mood, but in a Giggly, mother-hen mood. "Tastes good, though."
"It has no nutritional value."
Harper grinned and bent his head forwards, running his tongue along the flesh of Rommie's neck. "Neither does that. Still tastes good."
Rommie squirmed slightly, causing Harper to groan as her ass ground against his cock through his pants. "I'm trying to watch this."
Harper sighed and let his head flop back against the couch. He liked spending time with Rommie, but times like this really started to try his patience. "I think that's what I said during The Mummy, but then you started nibbling on my neck."
Rommie pouted. "That was different. That was a boring film and I needed to entertain myself."
"And this isn't a boring film?"
"No, it's funny."
"Funny haha or funny boring?"
Rommie rolled her eyes and dug her elbow into Harper's ribs to keep him quiet. Harper sighed and sat back, letting his mind wander for a while. Eventually he got even more bored, and began to just watch Rommie's face. The Android was quite engrossed in the film, which he couldn't really understand. However, it was nearly over, so he only had to put up with a little more.
Reaching around, he ran a hand down Rommie's side. The android squirmed a little as she felt the material of her loose shirt rub against her side, but her eyes remained fixed on the screen. Harper slid his hand under shirt, running his fingers lightly across her stomach. Rommie squirmed again.
Harper glanced up at the screen, and saw the end credits rolling. It was one of Rommie's peculiarities that she liked to watch them the entire way through. An electronic memory meant she remembered all the names, and normally she did this so she would be able to either find the songs she liked in the ships database, or find other films with actors she thought were cute.
Harper began to gently tickle the tanned skin of Rommie's stomach. He gasped as the androids rounded asscheeks pressed firmly against his cock as she shifted, but he kept tickling, trying different areas. After a few seconds of experimenting, his questing fingers drifted to just underneath her ribs, and the android choked off a giggle, glaring at him over her shoulder.
Harper grinned and whispered in her ear. "This is funny." And he began to tickle in earnest. In a few seconds Rommie was laughing and giggling, and before they knew it, Rommie was on her back on the floor writhing whilst Harper's hands teased the skin of her stomach.
"Stop it!" Gasped Rommie as the grinning engineer took his revenge for the film.
"But if I stop I'll be bored!" Harper replied with a wide grin.
"I'll find something to interest you!" Rommie gasped out as she struggled. Under normal circumstances she could have easily fought her way free, but her body included what were colloquially called 'sex protocols', or accurately social interaction protocols. These automatically limited her strength in most situations unless she decided to directly override them. The aim was to prevent her injuring anyone, but it also meant Harper could pin her for some tickle torture.
Harper's grin widened even more, and his mouth lowered, snagging Rommie's lips, his hands cupping her face. Their tongues explored each others mouths, the blending of their saliva creating a heady wine.
Rommie's hands reached up, grabbing the front of Harper's shirt, then yanking, sending buttons bouncing across the room. The androids hands pressed against his chest, pushing Harper back on to his haunches. Sitting up, her mouth began to nip and suck it's way down the firm flesh of Harper's chest, until it reached his nipple. Harper groaned as Rommie bit down firmly on the sensitive flesh, his cock now rock hard in his pants.
He pushed Rommie back down onto the carpet and lowered his mouth to Rommie's again. The android grinned evilly and bit down on his lower lip as she unbuttoned the top three buttons of her silk shirt, exposing a generous amount of her firm, tanned, cleavage. Harper's hand caressed the mound of flesh through the smooth fabric, and Rommie moaned loudly as the silk rubbed against her throbbing nipple.
Harper's mouth moved downwards, his hand shifting the shirt out of the way, exposing a pebbled nipple. Warm lips enveloped the bud, licking and sucking as Harper's fingers teased the other nipple through the thin fabric. Rommie could feel the damp fabric of her pants, now soaked with the juices seeping from her slit, sticking to the skin of her thighs.
Harper took his hands away from Rommie's breasts and began to undo the last few buttons on Rommie's shirt, exposing the tanned flesh of her stomach to his view. His tongue began to lick it's way down across the smooth, muscled flesh until it reached the small pit of her navel. Harper's tongue ran a quick circle around the pit, then continued slowly down.
Harper's nimble fingers quickly undid Rommie pants, his tongue still teasing Rommie's sensitised skin. The android lifted her hips, allowing Harper to slide the damp silk down her thighs, then off her over her feet. Harper's mouth moved past Rommie's sopping slit, down to the soft skin of her damp thighs. His tongue began to lightly tickle her flesh, and Rommie moaned again, her slit releasing another flood of juices.
Harper's hands nudged Rommie's thighs further apart, allowing his mouth better access to her dripping core. He lowered his face and ran his tongue along the sopping slit, then licked at the clit. Rommie moaned, her hands entwining themselves in his short hair as he ate her out. Harper placed his hands on the android's inner thighs and used his thumbs to part her lips, allowing his questing tongue to slip deeply inside her. Rommie ground her hips forwards, driving his tongue even deeper.
Within moments, Harper's talented tongue had Rommie writhing on the floor. Feeling her approach the edge, Harper slowed and withdrew his tongue, returning to teasing the moist lips. The android groaned in frustration, but Harper didn't relent, keeping her on the edge of her orgasm for what, to Rommie, at least, seemed hours.
Finally, Harper slid a single finger into Rommie's folds, moving it slowly. The muscles in her vagina contracted around the object as Harper's tongue teased her clit. A moment later, a second finger joined the first in the sopping passage, then a third. Harper then began to move his hand faster, sliding deeply within her core. The android's body began to tremble, and Harper felt her approaching orgasm. Finally, with a scream, she came, her slit contracting around his fingers as sweet fluids spurted out over his hand. Harper lowered his mouth and lapped at the flood, his fingers still moving to draw out the orgasm.
Rommie finally relaxed on the floor, her body limp from the force of the delayed orgasm. Harper turned and reached around behind the corner of the couch, grabbing a can of Sparky cola and drinking the last few drops. The sweet liquid flowed down his throat as Rommie sighed and struggled into a sitting position. Sex protocols or not, AI's still recovered rapidly.
"I'm hoping your still bored." Rommie said with a grin, taking the can from him and tossing it across the room into a trash can. One thing AI's have going for them is near perfect aim.
"Your insatiable, you know that." Harper deadpanned. Rommie's stamina was impressive, but, given that she wasn't human, that was unremarkable. Harper couldn't match her 'stroke for stroke' for long, but he did know ways of letting more athletic partners do the work, which was part of why he tended to let her be on top a lot of the time. He also knew ways to give a lot of pleasure that didn't require him to exhaust himself totally, hence his oral abilities.
Sometimes, though, you just had to sweat it out.
"What did you have in mind?" He asked.
"Well, after that, my ass is feeling a little neglected." Rommie said, smirking.
"Well, I can put that right, given time." Harper answered.
"Time's a wasting." The android answered, and dove for him, bearing him onto his back, her hands diving for his fly, which was straining from the pressure being applied to the tenting fabric from the other side. A few seconds of work from the AI's nimble fingers released the rock hard member, then he felt Rommie tug the pants down his legs and off over his bare feet. They hit the wall with a thud.
Rommie crawled up Harper's body and kissed him deeply, his cock bobbing only inches from her weeping slit. Her tongue pushed its way between his lips, but after a moment, she pulled away and clambered off him, settling on hands and knees beside the engineer.
Harper rolled himself into a kneeling position behind the android, grasping her hip to steady himself. Sliding his hand under her, Harper slid two fingers into Rommie's slit, coating them with her juices. Carefully he slid the slick fingers into Rommie's ass stretching her tight anus slightly as the slickness coated the ring of muscles. Rommie moaned as the fingers invaded her tight ass.
Harper grabbed Rommie's hips firmly, and slid his firm erection into the moist warmth of Rommie's slit. After a few quick strokes, he pulled out his now slicked cock and positioned it at Rommie's tight ass. Using his hand to guide his penis, he gently pushed the head through the tight muscle ring, groaning at the feel.
The android gasped, her back arching as the cock slid slowly into her. Once he was embedded to the hilt, Harper paused, letting Rommie get used to the feel of his cock in her tight anal passage. After a moment, Rommie began to move, and Harper picked up the rhythm, driving his cock in deeply as Rommie thrust backwards, meeting his strokes with force.
Taking one hand off Rommie's hip, reaching around to gently squeeze her clit. At that touch, Rommie broke with a groan, her asshole convulsing as she orgasmed, the sound of her loud moan filling the room. Harper felt Rommie's already tight ass squeeze his cock, and his own particular wave broke, his cum blasting deeply into Rommie's bowels as he came with a groan of his own. His hips continued to move as he pumped his semen into the tight warmth.
After a moment, Harper pulled clear and rolled off onto his back, watching as his cum slowly ran in a white from Rommie's stretched asshole while the android slowed her breathing. Wincing slightly, the android lowered her ass onto the floor, then ran a hand through her sweaty hair.
After a few moments of silence, she finally asked the
question that had been nagging her. "But how come you didn't find that
film funny?"