However, it seemed that James was quite alone in his open-relationship thrills- FISTO himself did not at all enjoy the idea of multiple partners. Though he was programmed to administer pleasure to anyone able to pay for his services, FISTO admitted to himself that there was something special about Mr. Garret. Perhaps it was because James had been the first one to utilize FISTO's new and lascivious protocols, but there was something about the man that made FISTO want to give up his life of Protection and Service (though, he admitted to himself, lately it was more "service" than protection) and settle down with the strange and charming human, just the two of them. FISTO did not know much of human traditions, but he was a smart Protectron and he picked up bits and pieces from his clients. From what he gathered, feelings of intense possessiveness were normal outcomes of sexual relations- the fight that had broken out between his three best customers was a testament to that. All of them fighting to claim possession over him. FISTO himself often felt violent impulses towards patrons when he sensed them being overly flirtatious with his James, but a bit of aggressive beeping was usually a well enough (and non-violent) way to chase them off.
FISTO was quite positive the feelings were mutual. It was not unusual for him to detect James skulking around whatever room he was servicing a guest in, conspicuously walking by with heavy footfalls. It was as if James wanted him to know. Wanted FISTO to know that no matter who he was with, no matter what other human was rutting against him and using various parts of himself to stuff into their own various orifices, James was always there. He was always always there because above all his other duties, above his title as Protectron and even sexbot, he was Jame's Garret's property. And the idea of being owned, the thought that James might someday burst into his room and declare to FISTO that from that moment on HE, and only he, would be the one to receive FISTO's services, well... the thought alone was enough to send tingling sparks firing up and down FISTO's inner circuitry.
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Re: A Spark of Luv, microfill
Date: 2011-12-14 07:12 am (UTC)FISTO was quite positive the feelings were mutual. It was not unusual for him to detect James skulking around whatever room he was servicing a guest in, conspicuously walking by with heavy footfalls. It was as if James wanted him to know. Wanted FISTO to know that no matter who he was with, no matter what other human was rutting against him and using various parts of himself to stuff into their own various orifices, James was always there. He was always always there because above all his other duties, above his title as Protectron and even sexbot, he was Jame's Garret's property. And the idea of being owned, the thought that James might someday burst into his room and declare to FISTO that from that moment on HE, and only he, would be the one to receive FISTO's services, well... the thought alone was enough to send tingling sparks firing up and down FISTO's inner circuitry.