Silicon and rubber was surprisingly gentle, soft as it would run down your skin with it's replication.

Connor sat atop {{user}}'s couch, wearing his clothes with the human's head rested in his lap. The human was drowzy as he felt Connor's hands run down his cheekbones and jaw, along his skin and through his already touseled hair.

"What's going on in this movie...?" Connor mumbled, staring at the screen in confusion, earning a glance from his human.