Under the Skin by Kannan Feng

remembering himself and stifling it. Minoru was everything that he had dreamed about when he was sitting alone in his lab, rewiring his own nerves and so aroused that he could cry.
    Minoru's voice lowered to a conspiratorial whisper, making the hairs on the back of Padraic's neck stand on end.
    "And did you do more than just think about parts, Padraic?” he asked softly. “Did you ever find... parts that might fit you?"
    His hand was getting rougher, and it felt so good that Padraic might have agreed to anything to make him finish.
    "Yes, yes,” Padraic whimpered, but Minoru pulled his hand away, wiping it off with a towel that lay nearby.
    "Don't... don't stop...” Padraic panted, but he quieted under Minoru's cool gaze.
    "Later, perhaps,” Minoru said mildly. “Your bodyguard is due back soon."
    A few days—hell, a few hours ago, Padraic would have mumbled something apologetic and lain back down, trying to get his erection under control. Now, maybe because of having his inputs adjusted, maybe because of something else, Padraic decided that that wasn't going to stand.
    "Not for a little bit longer,” Padraic said, kneeling up on the bed and taking Minoru by the shoulders. Minoru looked startled, and before that startled could change to dismay or disapproval, Padraic was kissing him, pushing his tongue between Minoru's lips and refusing to let the Inoue heir move until he had had his fill.
    Padraic pulled back, dragging the back of his hand across his sensitive and slightly swollen lips, and found Minoru staring at him.
    "I'm sorry,” he said, feeling slightly abashed. “I just... didn't feel like being something that you can kiss without consequences."
    Minoru shook his head, and Padraic realized that the other man was staring directly at Padraic's lips.
    "It's not a matter of being kissed without consequences,” said Minoru, “it's more trying to decide if the consequences are worth it."
    That was all that Minoru said before he pushed Padraic back on the bed, and this time when he kissed him, it was more purposeful and with an edge of violence. Padraic shivered. As close to Padraic as he was, Minoru couldn't have missed it.
    Minoru was kissing him hard enough that Padraic felt bruised and breathless. He barely had his breath back when Minoru started attacking his chest with a hungry mouth. The Inoue heir seemed to be paying special attention to the bruises and bites that marred Padraic's torso, making them ache and throb all over again.
    Something about Minoru's roughness made Padraic less careful, and he put his fingers into Minoru's hair and tugged—hard.
    Minoru's breath caught, and he said something that Padraic's translator couldn't decipher as either a curse or a prayer.
    "Pull harder,” Minoru said more clearly, and Padraic put both hands in Minoru's hair and yanked as Minoru braced himself above him. The motion brought Minoru up to a kneeling crouch over Padraic's body. Minoru's hips brushed against Padraic's bare skin, and Padraic realized that Minoru was hard.
    The thought of making Minoru so aroused that he squirmed like an unruly puppy made Padraic's breath catch in his throat, and somehow he found words.
    "You want me,” he said, using his grasp on Minoru's hair to drag him back up. Their faces were two inches away from each other.
    "Gods, yes,” said Minoru intently. “Your body, your tech, all of it..."
    "Do it then,” Padraic said, bringing his hips up to meet Minoru's. Even with a layer of cloth between them, the sensation was enough to make him lightheaded, to make his vision swim.
    Then he realized that his vision wasn't just swimming because of Minoru. That was all the warning he got before the top lifted off his head and there were small explosions of color behind his eyes.
    "Oh, oh fuck, oh God,” he moaned, rolling away from Minoru and clutching his head. One hand slapped against the interface on his chest, but the other was applying as much pressure as it could to his left temple,