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007n7 was working on a new project. A brilliant plan, one that could benefit him greatly. He’s spent all night and day for the past month working on the c00lgui, putting in new code then testing it in an endless cycle.
He was adding a feature to clone himself. A flawless idea, really. He’s trained the clone to do all sorts of things from chores to thievery. He’s stolen a few candy bars from the nearby gas station as a test drive of the clone. The clone was so well programmed that it was even eerie how similar it was to 007n7 himself.
One thing that’s especially creepy to 007n7 is that the clone occasionally copies his own emotions and desires. When 007n7 was angry, the clone would slightly resemble a face of frustration. When 007n7 wanted something, the clone had already gotten it, without even being told or programmed too. 007n7 blames this small bug on the fact he took many bits and pieces from himself to make the clone accurate, but he didn’t believe it needed fixing. It was fine as it was.
007n7’s roommate, Noli, had been watching all of this from a distance. He thought the clone was terribly unnerving. It freaked him out whenever he saw it mindlessly cleaning their kitchen or picking up clothes off of the floor. He tried to ignore it as best he could, but sometimes the clone would give him bits and pieces of unwanted attention.
A small glance from across the table, a wave from the other side of the room, a smile after a short interaction, and so on. It made Noli feel a little fuzzy inside, because the clone looked so terribly similar to 007n7, and Noli would always drink up any attention he got from the other.
One early morning, when 007n7 was still fast asleep, Noli was in the kitchen drinking his daily coffee. Being a sleep deprived college student, he basically survived off of it. He took a sip, scrolling on his phone and leaning against the counter behind him.
Out of nowhere, the clone appeared by his side, and way too close at that. Noli jumps, startled, and drops the mug in his hand. It shatters on impact, the remaining coffee, which wasn’t much, splatters on the floor.
”Fuck,” Noli groans in annoyance, tucking his phone into his back pocket.
Before Noli can even react, the clone gets to work in an instant. It sweeps up the glass and wipes away the spilled beverage with a swift and easy pace, as if it had done this a hundred times. Noli can only sit back and watch in surprise as it works. He wouldn’t admit it, but he stole small glimpses of its ass while it was bent over. Within only a few minutes, the glass is all gone and the floor looks cleaner than before.
The clone is back to Noli’s side, a small happy smile plastered on its cute face. Cute? What is Noli talking about? It’s just a mindless clone.
”Uhh, thank you,” Noli uttered awkwardly.
The clone doesn’t respond. Of course it doesn’t. Noli doesn’t believe 007n7 has implemented a speech feature on the clone yet. The clone tilts its head slightly at Noli, expression unchanging. It was a little creepy.
It moves to stand in front of Noli, before taking a few steps forward and placing its hands on the countertop on either side of Noli. Noli’s breath hitches as it leans forward, trapping him against the counter. It looks at him with eyes of longing, an emotion Noli didn’t think it could convey. Noli doesn’t move. He couldn’t, his limbs felt frozen and his brain felt numb.
The clone leaned forward more, and its warm lips collide with Noli’s. Noli flinches, but he doesn’t move away.
What the fuck is happening? Noli thinks in panic, feeling the clone’s lips begin to move against his.
Against his better judgement, Noli wraps his arms around its neck and shoulders and pulls it closer. The clone was surprisingly good at kissing. It made Noli’s stomach feel hot, imagining if this is how the real 007n7 would kiss. Noli had no idea what he was doing. Why is he kissing a clone of his roommate in their shared kitchen while he was just a room away, dead asleep? Noli almost felt sick, butterflies swirling around in his stomach.
Admittedly, Noli has always wanted to make out with 007n7. He’s wanted his roommate so damn bad for so long. He never dared to act on it… but now, it was his chance. His chance to pretend that this is real, that 007n7 really loves him back. Noli pulls away from the kiss, just barely.
”Seven…” Noli breathes, voice low.
The clone has no reply, it only dives back in to kiss Noli deeper. It opens its mouth to lick at Noli’s bottom lip, and Noli opens his own to let its tongue slip in. Its hands move from the countertop to Noli’s sides, roaming up and down his body.
How can a dumb clone be this intimate?
Any and all thoughts Noli has are put on hold as a small grunt comes from the clone. Holy shit. It feels all too real now. Noli lets himself fall into his delusions, just this once.
Noli and the clone both make obscene noises in sync as their tongues tangle together. Noli tries to pull it impossibly closer, their chests pressing together. Noli grabs a handful of its messy brown hair in one hand, desperately gripping its shoulder with the other.
A cold hand slips under Noli’s purple hoodie and onto his bare waist, making him shiver slightly. It felt… so embarrassingly good. Noli would almost be feeling shame by now, if it hadn’t been for the fact he wanted this so damn bad. The hand began to travel further south, dipping into his black sweatpants and under his boxers. Its other hand moved to push up Noli’s hoodie, revealing his flat stomach.
Noli didn’t know how the clone could focus on both touching his body and licking into mouth at the same time, and doing it so well too. It was almost too much, but also not enough.
The clone’s hand suddenly dips even lower, a finger grazing slightly over Noli’s swollen clit. Noli, as an immediate reaction, spreads his legs slightly.
”Oh, fuck,” Noli gasped, pulling away from the kiss.
In return, the clone resorts to biting and sucking at Noli’s neck in the most sensitive places. The clone begins to rub his clit in slow, tantalizing circles. Noli is trembling now, he wanted more. Needed more.
”Please,” He begins to beg, “please give me more. I need more…”
It’s a weak attempt, Noli knows the clone hasn’t been responding to anything he’s been saying. But, surprisingly, the clone drags a finger down his pussy and rubs around his wet hole, teasing his entrance. Noli shivers, feeling another bite to his neck while the finger begins to sink inside him.
The clone pumps its finger in and out of Noli, curling it slightly. Noli lets out small moans and whimpers, careful to be quiet knowing the real 007n7 was still asleep in the next room.
A second finger is pushed in next to the first, and Noli nearly cried. He held onto the clone for dear life as he felt his pants and boxers get tugged down, the clone trying to give itself easier access to fuck the shit out of him. There’s an obscene squelching noise as the fingers are moved in and out of him so deep and so good. Noli has to bite down on the shoulder of the clone to muffle his desperate whines.
Noli has a passing thought, one that makes him feel a slight pang of guilty. If his clone is this good… how would the real 007n7 fuck me?
He shivers at the thought, legs shaking. He can barely hold himself up at this point, the clone keeping him from falling to the floor. He feels so close already. His tight walls clench around the digits that are still moving inside him.
”I’m… I’m so close.”
The clone reacts, speeding up his movement exponentially faster.
”H-holy shit!” Noli cries as the clone digs into his body, hitting his g-spot with every rough thrust of his hand.
With one final thrust, Noli comes undone, all over the clones hand. He shakes violently as he squirts onto the clone, who’s beginning to slow its motions. Finally, as Noli is coming down from his high, the clone pulls its hand away and backs up entirely.
Noli has to grip onto the counter behind him to avoid falling over. Panting with sweat rolling down his forehead. He looks up, where the clone is staring him in the eyes with a sweet expression, before it disappears out of thin air. Noli jumps in surprise as it disappears, wondering where it went.
Suddenly, he heard a faint cough to his left. Noli turned his head slowly, and there was the real 007n7, c00lgui in hand. He had despawned the clone, and he had seen everything. Well.. mostly everything. He was awoken by the loud crash of the mug falling to the floor, and after some time of sulking in bed he finally got up, only to find Noli being pressed against the kitchen counter getting fingered by… well, himself.
Noli jumps up, pulling up his boxers and pants, grimacing at the wet feeling that remained between his legs.
”…I can explain.”
007n7 snickers, a knowing look on his face.
“Sure you can.”