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08 July 2011 @ 01:20 am
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More numbers!verse. Mostly Skitch gen(?, really), though some Skitch/Lupa.

Nobody ever thinks about the upkeep. It's just screwing to them - screwing with their heads, screwing with their biology, screwing with their bodies. But even the girls have to eat, have health checks, get clean (and he means clean-clean, not clean-and-then-fucked-messily-against-tile), and so forth. That's where he comes in.

It's not that Skitch doesn't have needs. He does. His favorite is #689; likes to brush her hair back, tickle her ear. Doesn't even need to tell her to moan in gratitude as he cups her breasts in his hands and squeezes.

But at least he earns his keep around the place. Quite a few of the others do nothing more than get whacked off day and night, and he promised himself not to be like that.

(He can complain about the others all he wants, but he can't bring himself to be that dissenting. The mornings after his nights with her, he can tell them all about it, and there's nothing but congratulations and backslapping. No one calls him pathetic - it'd be indicting themselves.)

The girls are programmed to trust any male, but especially the ones in the complex. Feeding them there is easy enough, simple enough, but he enjoys taking them out in public. He takes care to clean them up, one by one, as they docilely submit to his clothing them, pulling their hair back. He slips shoes on their feet and they smile like dolls ready for play.

Surely one or two people outside think it's strange - one lone man guiding a group of grown women, but he's careful. Never raises his voice to them, never asks for a blowjob beneath the table (unlike some people, he scorns), and it's careful, respectful touches to the elbow. There's a subroutine for normal public behavior, and he never misses a beat in implementing it. Never gets a jolly from shockingly exhibitionist submission.

He lets them have ice cream, and he gives them napkins to keep clean. He does not take the opportunity to have them clean up any spills with their tongue, off themselves, off him, off others. They walk in the sunshine and he can almost pretend this is before until his hand accidentally slides across her backside, and she instinctively backs into it, acceding to unspoken liberties he will always have.

They go back to the complex, and the others come forward, slide their nice clothes into puddles on the floor, and they go off back into their wonderland. He intertwines his fingers with #689's and tells her quietly to keep her clothes on. When they reach his room he unbuttons her gently, and the smile she gives him is shallow and seductive and wholly manmade, but he loves it all the same.

He fucks her and adores her simultaneously, because he's a caretaker, and that's the best he can do.

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Harlot McNasty: E&C :Dskydagger on July 8th, 2011 08:27 am (UTC)
FUCK YES SKITCH. World needs moar Skitch. <3
nombrehetomado: rockbiter phelousnombrehetomado on July 8th, 2011 08:38 am (UTC)
IT TOTALLY DOES. Thank you for introducing me to him. ^_^ for the purpose of making him a terrible person cough
m3rrys0ngstr3ssm3rrys0ngstr3ss on July 8th, 2011 02:06 pm (UTC)
That was...actually strangely sweet - nice to know there's someone in this universe trying to tend to the girls, at least a little.
nombrehetomado: hp film brainnombrehetomado on July 8th, 2011 06:14 pm (UTC)
Thank you! Yes, he does try, though he gives in to it occasionally.
shadows and sparklesfunkyinfishnet on July 10th, 2011 12:17 pm (UTC)
Wow. This is so sad....and I adore Skitch. I love that side of him that you bring out. It made me smile, that there's someone there trying to look after them.
nombrehetomadonombrehetomado on July 10th, 2011 03:26 pm (UTC)
Oh, thank you! It was a bit of a neat change to write a nice-ish person there, so I'm glad it came out okay.