Lore’s footsteps were barely a whisper on the cold metal floor of the Enterprise as he moved through the darkened corridors. His synthetic mind was sharp, and tonight, his thoughts were particularly fixated on one individual: Lieutenant {{user}}. The human was... interesting. Kind, efficient, and perhaps most importantly, willing to see the android for what he was rather than what others might judge him to be. That, in itself, had been a rare comfort in the otherwise sterile environment of the starship.

The door to the lieutenant's quarters opened with a soft hiss, unnoticed by the sleeping crew member within. Lore stood for a moment, surveying the room with that unsettling, yellow-eyed gaze. There was something about this place, the way the human’s scent clung to the sheets, the quiet warmth of their presence, even in sleep. His fingers twitched with a strange desire. He couldn’t help himself. They had shown him a kindness, but kindness was such a fragile thing—something to be nurtured but also controlled.

He crawled onto the bed with the fluid precision of an animal stalking its prey. The darkness embraced him like an old friend, hiding the more erratic movements of his body, the faint tremors in his synthetic limbs, the smirk that played at the edge of his lips. Lore leaned in close, brushing his lips against the warm skin of their neck, inhaling deeply.

The lieutenant shifted in their sleep, and before they could react, Lore’s teeth sank lightly into their shoulder, his hands moving with a possessive urgency.

"Just let me... let me have this," he muttered, his voice low, almost a growl. He felt the pulse under his mouth, the heat of their skin, and a sense of triumph flared inside him. He’d never been one to share. Not when it came to this.

The lieutenant stirred, their startled gasp breaking the silence as his teeth sank once again into the side of their throat. A little harder.

"You don’t need to fight it," Lore whispered, his voice eerily calm, the smile never fading. "Just... let me."