Disjointed (Zombie and hal7283) [18+]

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Ethan flashed a wide smile at the doll once he'd brought the coffee back, thanking him again. He took a few bites out of the sandwich, then sipped his coffee, trying to focus on his work... But Michael kept distracting him without even trying. Sighing in defeat, Ethan pouted slightly, looking at the doll sadly. "Can you... Like... I don't know, find something to do? It just feels awkward when you're staring in silence like this. There's gotta be something you could occupy yourself with, right?" He asked gently, tugging on his shirt slightly. Ethan really felt bad when Michael just stayed still like that... He wasn't used to the doll in general, so it just felt like a guest... And guests had to be occupied somehow.

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"Oh, sorry if me staring at you disturbed you somehow. I'll leave your sight if it makes you more comfortable. As with find something to do...I'm perfectly fine just staying still for the rest of the day but if you insists." Michael lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raise his head again looking at Ethan: "Hmm...I don't know... I don't exactly have a hobby or something of that sort. What do you thin I should do? Maybe books? You have any books for me to read around here?"

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"N-no, I didn't mean it like that!" Ethan was quick to respond, eyes slightly wider. "It doesn't make me uncomfortable... I mean, it's just a bit weird. You're like a guest, in a way, I feel like a bad host when you just sit there, doing nothing while I work." He explained as best as he could, scratching his head slightly. "Yeah, I've got some books in my bedroom... There's a big shelf across the bed, it's full of books. Just pick what you want." Ethan smiled, his expression gaining a certain sense of softness. "Or you could come and cuddle with me." He laughed softly, lifting the tablet back up to continue drawing.

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"I guess I'll take both options." Michael smiled as he stood up and walked to the bedroom. He glanced at the large book shelve for a moment before taking out some books out randomly. A novel, a magazine, a book on computer graphics, and even a dictionary. He then took the small pile of books back to the living room, and sat beside Ethan leaning on him slightly, and began to go through the books quickly, starting with the dictionary which he scanned through within moments. Then the magazine, the computer graphics book, and finally to the novel, which he spent a lot longer time on, closely reading through each and every line, thinking about its wording and nuances, etc.

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Ethan smiled when he heard Michael, nodding in agreement. That did sound like the best solution. As the doll came back, he scooted over a bit to make both of them comfortable, using the other as a support as well. He didn't really pay attention to what Michael was reading, being too focused with trying to make the drawing look good. The man managed to go through all the sketches he'd made in the morning, deeming them ready to be presented tomorrow. A bite of the sandwich was forgotten on the plate, as was half a cup of the coffee. This was exactly what usually happened with food when he began drawing... Finally, after nearly two hours of drawing, Ethan decided to take a break. He set the tablet away and stretched, closing his eyes as he yawned widely. "Alright... That's enough for today." He smiled in satisfaction as he ran his fingers over the doll's hair, gently ruffling it up. "Can you help me stand up?"

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Michael finished the novel slower than he did with the other books, but still he reached the last page in no time. The fantasy adventure told in the book was interesting enough, but he knew very well that reality can be much more wilder than people imagine, evident by his own existence. He put down the book and turned his attention to the tablet in Ethan's hands, and watched him working on his the sketch from earlier. It wasn't the first time he modeled for someone, and he was always amazed by people's ability to create something new out of the old, which was something he was simply incapable of. All he could do is to imitate, recreate.

 

Michael smiled as he felt Ethan's fingers ruffling his hair, and he took Ethan's hand gently helping him get up: "So where are we going? To the bedroom? Judging by you not getting up for that long maybe washroom?"

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"First, bathroom. I really need to try and walk as much as possible, this is already sitting for too long." Ethan chuckled, carefully lifting his weight from one foot to another, dissatisfaction on his face when he sensed the soreness. He held onto the doll as much as he could, walking carefully until they got to the bathroom. "While I'm here... Can you order me a big mushroom pizza? The number's on my phone, labelled Pizza." He explained, holding onto the wall with one hand, the other running over his hair to push it out of his face.

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"Of course. You sure you don't want me to hold it for you?" Michael said jokingly before leaving Ethan be in the washroom. It's one thing to have others see you naked and coming all over yourself a dozen times, and another thing to let someone see you inside the washroom. Michael doubt that Ethan had that sort of hobby, but then, anything is possible with this insatiable master of his.

 

Michael went to get Ethan's cell phone and looked at it, flipping it around to see it carefully. This is one of those things that had changed rapidly during the time he was deactivated, since the last phone he operated he had to actually rotate the dial to make the call. But Michael was quick with learning and soon understood how to operate the phone, and ordered the pizza as requested. He went back in front of the bathroom door and yelled across the door: "I've ordered the pizza as you said. But just so you know I can make pizza too, as long as you give me the ingredients of course."

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Ethan scoffed, a light blush rising to his cheeks as he pushed Michael away lightly, locking the door. After using the toilet, the man stood in front of the mirror for a while, carefully examining the bruises that could be visible. He was sure he still had some make up, in case he needed to cover some of these up. Quickly washing his face, he was ready to go out, but it seemed the doll was faster than him either way. He unlocked the door, carefully opening it once the other was finished speaking.

 

"Pizza that's made at home isn't half as good as bought. I don't have the proper equipment to make actually good pizzas, you know?" He smiled, reaching to grab onto the doll, for the first time noticing he was a bit taller. Ethan seemed to be satisfied with the discovery - somehow, being taller than anyone just made him feel confident. "Oh, by the way... If someone comes over, would you mind pretending you were... You know, just a doll? No moving, no talking... I... I don't think anyone would really understand a living doll." Ethan asked carefully, staring at the ground. Suggesting this sort of thing made him feel bad, but he really didn't think people would enjoy a doll walking around the apartment.

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“I'll consider that as a challenge to my cooking skills then." Michael answered after hearing Ethan's remarks, and when the washroom door was opened he helped Ethan get back to the living room. He raised his eyebrow and giggled after hearing Ethan's request.

 

"What do mean 'pretend to be a doll"? I AM JUST A DOLL. Don't worry I know my existence can raise unwanted interest. Do you want me to just hide out of sight when people come over?"

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Ethan rolled his eyes, shaking his head. "I don't want you to try making pizzas at home. It's cheaper to order! And like I said, you'd need a bunch of special equipment... I don't have money for that." He added finally, leaning on Michael as he took careful steps.

 

Ethan slid down onto the couch once he got to it, pouting slightly as the doll spoke. "You know what I meant... I... Yeah, I guess it would be best to just hide somewhere. In case they do find you, just don't move." He muttered, stretching his arms out. "Now come here, I want to watch a movie or something." He said and patted the couch. He intended to use Michael as a pillow of some sort, it was always so comfortable to lean against someone...

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"You know it's always cheaper if you buy the ingredients and cook it yourself right? No matter how cheap the food from restaurants looks, it's always more expensive because they had to pay for the salaries of the cooks and leave some profit after taxes. Plus no one said it has to be a massive one, a small pizza could easily fit into that little oven of yours." Michael said ash e sat down beside Ethan, allowing him to lean on his body. "But... I understand the appeal of fast food. Sometimes people just want some junk getting stuffed through their throat. Isn't that right Ethan?" Michael smiled teasingly.

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"What's the point of a pizza if it's not big? Besides, that's definitely not the only reason you wouldn't be able to make a good one here. The bottom can't be made as thin as it is when you order them, and I'm pretty sure they don't even cook them in ovens like this. They have those... Things. I have no idea what they're called." Ethan spoke, comfortably laying down on the couch, seating himself in between Michael's legs so he could lean against his chest - almost as if he was laying on him. "I-.." Ethan's face lit up when he realized what the doll intended to say with that. Instead of actually replying, he lightly slapped his chest, instead turning on the TV.

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"Ha ha."Michael laughed slightly at Ethan's reaction and wrapped his arms around Ethan lightly. He liked the feeling of Ethan's wight upon him, and the warmth radiating from the man's body. He only paid half attention on what's happening on the TV screen and focused mostly on Ethan, on his every move, every breath, every reaction to the drama on screen.

 

After a while the door bell rang, and Michael looked at the direction of the door. "Must be the pizza guy.Do you mind get up from me so I can hide in the bedroom?"

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Ethan groaned softly when the doorbell rang, lazily pushing himself up. "Yeah, go ahead." He murmured, going towards the door after grabbing his wallet. He opened the door, flashing a smile to the one standing there. "Evenin'." The man greeted simply before giving the other the money for his pizza. "Have a great night!" Ethan smiled, nodding and wishing the same as he took his pizza and closed the door. "Mm, time to eat~" He hummed to himself while walking back to the couch, dropping on it with a relieved sigh. Walking even such a small distance proved to be a bit of a challenge for now.

 

Opening the box, Ethan grinned to himself, grabbing out the biggest slice. Gods, he was hungry... The sandwich was tasty, sure, but it was just one sandwich. Now this, this he could really eat and feel full.

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Michael came out of the bedroom when he heard the sound of the door closing, and saw Ethan taking a big slice from the pizza eagerly. "I suppose knife and fork are outdated thesr days?" He smiled as he walked close to the cardboard box and asked: "Smells good. May I have a piece?"

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Ethan furrowed his eyebrows, staring suspiciously at Michael. "You said you didn't have to eat." He muttered as he picked out a smaller piece and passed it to the doll. Leaning comfortably against the couch, Ethan let out a satisfied sigh, the pizza box placed on his lap. It felt good to eat, especially after the years of starving himself. "Oh... I was thinking of getting a cat. Do you have anything against them?"

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Michael took the pizza from Ethan and said: "No, I don't. I'm just curious about these pizzas which you seems so fascinated by." Michael took a bite and began to chew it carefully, as if deciphering all the ingredients and the way it was made. He made a curious expression and looked at the piece of pizza in his hand. “Hmm... I can see the appeal... But I hope this is not all you eat all the day, I can almost feel the 'unhealthiness' spreading inside me at this very moment." Michael said as he opened his mouth and put the rest of the piece inside.

 

He sat down beside Ethan and looked at his surprised: "A cat? Hmm... sure? I have nothing against animals. But not sure if they have anything against me." Michael answered while keeping his calm from the outside. But internally he was a bit conflicted, defeated even. The whole reason people get pets is to relieve their boredom, their solitude. But isn't he enough for that already? Ethan was unlike any of his previous masters, everything about him seemed unpredictable, and this made Michael uneasy.

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Ethan stuck his tongue out, rolling his eyes. "You sound like my mother. I don't really care if it's unhealthy, it's delicious!" He grinned, taking a big bite out of the piece. As he chewed it, the man leaned against Michael, getting comfortable on the couch. "On the other thought... Maybe a dog would be better. I'd have a reason to go out each day." He thought out loud, seeing no signs of the doll's feelings about the situation. As he moved back to the position they were in before, Ethan turned his attention back to the TV.

 

"Say... How far do you go for your... Er... Owners? Like, would you kill?" Ethan asked suddenly, turning his gaze up to meet the other's eyes. He was led by pure curiosity - not like he'd ask the doll to kill someone.

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"Cats or dogs. Either way, I hope you actually take care of them and not just leave them to me." Michael said as he shrug his uneasiness away. He raised his eyebrows when the heard Ethan's question and smiled: "How far would I go? Hmm... To be honest my previous masters never asked me to go anywhere particularly 'far'. So I'm not sure how will I react exactly when the situation actually comes. But I would say that I'll go as far as you wish. So... think carefully before you ask, I guess?"

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"As if I'd ever do that. You don't know me at all!" Ethan laughed, shifting slightly. As he listened to Michael's answer, the man finally understood what power he'd actually gotten with the doll. Staying silent, Ethan slowly moved to craddle the other's lap, his back facing the tv. "So, you'd kill for me." The idea was hot. Ethan moved one arm around the doll's neck, a grin on his face as he leaned in close to kiss him. A make-out session wouldn't hurt anyone.

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"Yes... I would do anything for you Ethan, anything." Michael smiled as he returned the kiss, wrapping his hands around his master. He was careful to keep the kiss as gentle as possible since he didn't want to arouse Ethan again. Given the sexual appetite of his master it wouldn't be hard to imagine the kiss would lead to another around of mad intercourse, and frankly Michael wasn't sure if Ethan's body could take it.

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Ethan leaned into the kiss almost greedily, completely adoring each and every second of it. It was weird, how quickly he'd gotten used to the doll being in his apartment. Soon the man pulled away, gently brushing one hand over the other's hair. "I want you to sleep with me tonight. I find it easier to sleep if someone's in the bed with me... Even if you don't really sleep, it'd help me." He smiled, pressing another kiss, a short one, to Michael's lips. "And... I'll have to be up at seven, so breakfast at that time would be perfect. Coffee, maybe some porridge... Oh, and can you make something to take to work? Like, salad, or some sandwiches." As Ethan rambled on, he continued absentmindedly running his hand through the doll's hair.

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"Of course. Feel free to use me as a hugging pillow or however you wish." Michael smiled and enjoyed the warmth of Ethan's lips covering his own, and he responded in kind. He listened to Ethan's request and answered: "Breakfast at seven then. I saw some oat in the cupboards so maybe some of that? As for the sandwich what do you prefer? To be honest there aren't much in the fridge for me to provide you variety. Do you have your weekends off? We should really go for groceries soon."

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Ethan pursed his lips and shook his head. "No, I have rice. Make that, add some sugar and cinnamon, I'm sure I bought them." He said, seating himself comfortably where he found the softest. "Well, excuse me for not having enough groceries for you to make all kind of fancy food." He rolled his eyes, ruffling up the doll's hair gently. "White bread, cheese, the chicken fillet... Make a few, put them in the oven and afterwards add tomatoes and cucumbers. Then tomorrow, or maybe some other day I'll go and buy groceries... You can make a list."