Not Just a Machine (D:BH Connor X Human! F!Reader)

A/N

There's smut in this chapter

~November 20th, 2038 1:34PM~

[Name]'s POV

"Your wound has healed up nicely, Agent Anderson," a nurse tells me while taking out the last thread of my stitches.

"Does that mean I can be back out in the field?" I ask, and she nods with a small giggle.

"Just take it easy, all right? We don't need you coming back right away."

"I will look out for myself," I tell her, a grin spreading across my face.

"Then you're free to go, Agent." She steps back and takes off the gloves from her hands.

I slide off the bed I was on, my shirt falling down to cover my now healed wound. I wave to the nurse, thanking her, and walking out of the hospital room. I enter the waiting room where Connor sits, and he stands up as I approach him.

"They cleared me!" I tell him, excitement clear in my voice.

"I can tell," he responds with a cute smile.

I grab his hand, and we walk out of the hospital and over to my car. We get in my vehicle and I hand Connor my keys, allowing him to drive home while I lose myself in thought.

I snap back into reality a few minutes later, before humming lowly. "Connor, be honest with me- do you think my plan to get Sam to talk will work?" I ask while looking out the window.

"It's well thought out. There's a lot of deception in your plan, but I believe you'll be able to accomplish it. You're incredibly intelligent, [Name]."

A smile comes to my face and I watch as the city passes by, until we enter the parking garage. Connor parks my car and we get out, walking over to the elevator and taking it up to the floor I live on.

"So, I've been thinking..." I turn to face Connor who raises an eyebrow, "the top floor of this apartment building is for sale, and it covers the entire floor. I was thinking of buying it."

"If that's what you want to do. I don't see why you shouldn't do it. You're financially stable, and can afford it," he says and I chuckle.

"You didn't let me finish. I wanted to ask if you want to move in with me. You pretty much live at my apartment as it is, I thought maybe we could make it official."

"I would find it pleasant to move in with you officially." Connor leans down and presses his lips to mine.

"I would hope so," I say against his lips, before grabbing my keys.

I pull away from him and turn around, unlocking the door to my apartment and pushing it open. We saunter into the flat when an idea comes to my mind. I lick my lips and turn around to see Connor taking off the navy blue blazer he was wearing. I slowly walk up behind him and wrap my arms around his waist, pressing myself against his back.

"Do you remember that question you asked me last week?" I whisper while moving my hands up his chest to mess with his tie.

He hums in thought, before nodding his head. "I asked if you wanted to have sex with me?"

I chuckle and unwind my arms from him, moving so I'm standing right in front of him. "You were so blunt about asking it."

"My apologies if I came off too straightforward."

"There's nothing to apologize for," I tell him, before pressing my lips to his.

Smut

He kisses back immediately and I push myself against his chest, holding him close to me. Our lips move together with an underlying need, and my hands find his tie. I loosen it and slide it off from around his neck, tossing it behind me. Connor swiftly picks me up and I quickly wrap my legs around his hips.