Page 6 of Smart Ass

Ben rolled his eyes, glad that Quincy couldn’t see him. He wasn’t actually nice. He was the weirdo who kept people entertained at parties. And he didn’t need a boyfriend.

But he didn’t like making Quincy sad. “Uh… thanks? I’ll save all the mushy-gushy love stuff for you and Evan. Now go get your man.”

Bouncy Quincy was back. “I will! Thank you again! Goodbye!”

“Bye! And I want reports on all the naughty things you do to him.”

“Naughty means sex, right?”

“It does. I want aaaaallll the details.”

“Okay, Ben! I’ll tell you. Bye!”

Ben shook his head, chuckling to himself. With Quincy’s pure, open innocence, he was sure he’d get detailed reports of all their sexy times. Which would be pretty hot on its own—because android with mechanical limbs, right?—and have the doubled pleasure of embarrassing Evan to no end.

Ben turned back to his work, all caffeinated and sugared up, with a smile on his lips. Maybe he should prioritize that Dom mod after all.

“Hey Max, pull up Project Unicorn.”

“At once, sir.”

Ben grinned as he returned to his work. Maybe he was a little lonely sometimes, but his life was pretty good. How many other programmers had an excuse to watch porn at work?

He’d have to make sure to send something really hard-core to Wally in his next progress report.