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Life with the Fatui has never been boring. The people are far too eccentric, and there’s always some kind of workplace drama among coworkers and underlings. I’ve personally never cared to partake in drama, but it’s never damning to keep an ear open to all of it. After all, keeping tabs on everyone is my job. I wouldn’t say that I’m a manager, cause I don’t ever personally step in, nor do I ever really have people reporting to me. I work directly with the heads of other larger departments, along with captains and commanders of the Tsaritsa’s military. I wouldn’t say my position is one step below the harbingers, but it’s definitely within that region of authority.
Recently, I have been assigned to look after the laboratories that work under the 2nd Harbinger, The Doctor. Calling him a wild card would be an understatement, but who isn’t in the Fatui? I think what always irked me most about the Doctor was how quick on his feet he is and how in control he always seemed within situations. As I reported directly to him frequently, it only solidified how calm and calculated he was. I’d walk into his office and he’d already be prepared for my entrance, all documents off his desk, and a clean chair for me to sit in in front of him as I gave him my reports. Our little meetings would barely last an hour, with about ten minutes of it being pleasantries and polite banter. So, when I arrived at his office today to see his study in complete disarray, I had to admit I was surprised.
I quietly closed the door behind myself as I stared at The Doctor's desk which appeared to be covered with papers, folders, and what looked to be vials of some sort of unidentified substance. Papers and open books were scattered across the floor, most of the books having their pages ripped out. I looked back to The Doctor, who had his head in his hands with the tip of his bird-like mask touching the desk. He appeared to be rubbing his temples in circles and he muttered words to himself that I couldn’t make out. Seeing him like this almost made my heart clench, worrying for my superior.
I took a step forward, the clack of my heels giving my presence away as The Doctor snapped his head up to look at me. “Dearest, I thought we weren’t scheduled to meet until 7 pm…” He said, sounding exasperated.
“Correct, and 7 pm it is,” I added, trying to keep my voice soft.
I watched as the doctor turned around to look at the grandfather clock that stood behind him, and he figured I was right; it was 7. He turned back around and his eyes flickered across all the papers on his desk. “Excuse all of this, please,” he groaned. “It’s like my department is trying to drown me in complaints and expenses.” He leaned back in his chair, once again returning his fingers to his temples.
I sauntered over to his desk and glanced at the papers. “I can come back at a later time when you’re more available if you’d like?” I posed
He looked back up at me. “No.” He quickly decided. “I’m already behind schedule, just read out your report as I continue to look through these.” He picked up the document and waited.
I stood there for a moment before raising my clipboard. “Sector 1, 2, and 5’s test subjects have been reacting positively to the most recent serum, while sectors 3, 6, 7, and 10 have had no reactions. Sector 4, 8, and 9’s subjects have been reacting negatively to the serum, their bodies almost rejecting the chemicals together via vomiting, excessive sweating, and in some gross cases: diarrhea.” I read off my notes before glancing back toward the Doctor. He was looking directly downwards as his head once more returned to his hands. I paused for a moment before speaking once more. “The common aspects of the rejected are that they are of younger age groups and have allergies towards simple things like pollen, and…” I looked back up to see him once more, my eyes finally resting on the way he was sitting. He was as stiff as a rock, with a horrifying posture that made it look like he was going to snap it two.
He must have noticed my lack of speech since he looked up to check on me. In that small period, I saw the way he was slightly shaking and how slowly he moved. “Yes? And?” He said, trying to get me to talk more.
“And…” I began, contemplating if I was stepping out of line. “You need a break.” The Doctor didn’t respond and only stared at me for a moment. “You’re obviously exhausted and you can barely focus, take some time to yourself and we can resume this at a later date.”
Dottore shook his head. “I simply cannot, dearest.” He denied. “No matter how much my head hurts and no matter how stiff my back is I cannot put any of this off.”
I let out a sigh and placed my clipboard on one of the chairs that sat in front of the doctor’s desk. “And I simply cannot let you push yourself. My position is to watch over people and make sure they’re doing well, and you are definitely not.” Dottore opened his mouth to say something, but he knew that I was technically right. It was the Tsaritsa’s order that I play this role in the Fatui. “You said you have a stiff back?” I asked.
I kept my gaze locked on the doctor, examining his every movement. He reached over his shoulder and pressed on his shoulder blades. “Yes I do, but I don’t see how that would-“
“Instead of you stop working, allow me to massage them as you busy yourself.” I posed the idea.
Dottore seemed taken aback by this idea and even laughed at it for a moment. “You? Massage me?” He chuckled. “I didn’t realize that you were a masseuse.”
“I am not, I just know the basics.”
He once again let out a low chuckle. “So I’ll still be able to work as you do this?” He asked, clearly weighing his options. I nodded, clasping my hands together. Dottore glances around his office, gazing upon the mountains of files and overdue work. I watched as he let out a sigh and sat up straight. “Then start to work your magic hands.”
I smiled as I slowly removed my gloves as I made my way to his side of the desk. I could feel his vision peering at my every move, watching as I placed my cloth gloves into my jacket pocket. I stood behind Dottore’s chair and was about to place my hands on his back, but before I did I grabbed the fabric at his shoulders. “You’re going to have to remove this”
Dottore snapped his head in my direction. “Pardon?”
I batted my eyes at the man in slight confusion about his sudden aggression. “Your coat, sir, it would get in the way” I elaborated. Dottore softened his posture once more as he grumbled in the opposite direction of me before he shrugged his jacket off. I carefully took it and laid it over another chair in the room, making sure to not ball it up in any way. I walked back with my target in sight, I moved to place my hands on his back as my fingers clasped around his shoulders. Before he could get used to the sensation I pushed my thumbs into the sides of his spine, feeling his tense muscles. “My goodness, it’s like I’m touching a brick wall.” I chuckled. I took my hands and skillfully pushed down along his spine, making sure to stop every so often on the way to push some knots out. Just when I made my way down to the small of his back, I released my thumbs from his back and dragged my knuckles across where I could feel his hip bones which caused Dottore to let out a long sigh as he leaned back into my touch. I continued on that spot of tension that I found was the backside of his waist. Something about the way he leaned into my hands made me feel so powerful as if I had full control over how this man felt. Just the feeling of my skin dragging across his silky smooth shirt was enough to feel tranquility. I soon let go of his hips which causes him to let out a groan of disappointment. I blinked in shock at the noise he made before I quickly returned to him by placing my hands on the back of his neck. I felt him shiver beneath my touch as he let out a shaky sigh. As I began to push at his neck’s pressure points, I leaned to the side a bit to get a look at how he was doing just to see him completely glazed over and not paying attention to anything in front of him. His jaw was slack and slightly agape while his hands were balled into fists on his thighs. Although, the thing that caught my attention the most was how his ears appeared dusted in the slightest of pinks. I leaned into him as I pushed my thumbs up to the bottom of his head. “How are you feeling?” I almost whispered, speaking directly to his ear so that he would feel my breath.
I rubbed circles on the base of his neck which pulled out a long groan from Dottore and he almost threw his head back. “It’s… alright…” He spoke, not wanting to admit his actual feelings. Just listening to the sounds that the usually calm and calculated doctor is involuntarily making was enough to make me weak in the knees. I pushed once more and forced Dottore to almost moan. “Right- right there please.” He muttered.
I smiled and continued to massage the backside of his neck again, a bit rougher this time. I quickly located a knot in the muscles and began to abuse that spot, trying to smooth it out. Admittedly, it was a bit of a weird angle, and I would be able to get it better if I was positioned differently. “Sir, may I please move to be in front-“
“Yes,” he quickly responded with a breath. “Please whatever you need to do.”
I felt my chest and stomach tighten at his words as I let go of his neck, letting his head fall, allowing himself to see the ceiling. I walked around his chair and leaned in to put my hands on the base of his neck again. With this new angle not only was I able to see and massage him much better, but I was also able to clearly see his chest rise and fall with large breaths while a shade of beetroot crawled up his neck. I put the pressure back and slid it up his neck which caused Dottore to reach out and grab the fabric that covered my thigh for support as he let out another breathy groan. I felt him pull me closer, I assumed to just get a better angle again, but when I saw that he was trying to hitch me onto his lap I finally figured out what all those noises were. With now both of my legs on either side of him and him now being trapped underneath my body, the red skin of his made sense. The shaking made sense. The sounds he was making made sense. I soon reached up from his neck to his temples and grabbed the latch of his mask. I quickly clicked it apart, which he didn’t even try to prevent. My long gaze danced along the scaring of his upper face. A long gash went across his eyes just to line the deep ruby of his irises. Now getting a look at his red eyes, I could finally see what they were filled with.
Lust.
I leaned in closer to him, giving Dottore the time and chance to push me away, but he didn’t. I smirked as I spoke very close to his cheeks. “Perhaps you’re enjoying this too much,” I muttered before grabbing his face and slamming my lips on his. A long and drawn-out moan erupted from Dottore as his hands quickly went to my hips to pull me closer, and closer I came. I was pushing my chest against his as I took control of the kiss, pushing my tongue in and overpowering him.
Although it’s not like he was fighting back. I soon pulled from the kiss and wiped away the unfamiliar saliva that resides on my chin. I gazed at Dottore’s red face and he leaned into the crook of my neck. “Dearest…” he groaned. “What are you doing to me?” His hands on my hips began to run up and down my body, as if he was trying to memorize every crevice that I had.
I smiled and laced my fingers in his hair. “Probably something to do with this?” I spoke seconds before pulling myself along his lap, feeling his disastrous hard-on. A whimper escaped Dottore’s throat. “Poor little doctor,” I began, placing my hands on his cheeks. “How pent up have you been? It must have been so hard to keep this all to yourself.” I teased, squeezing the skin on his cheeks.
“So fucking long dear.” He admitted, holding me in place on his lap. “I hate how you make me think of you all the time, and I especially hate how you destroy me with your touch.” He spoke, trying to regain his confidence- which I refused to let him keep.
I leaned in and rolled my hips against his, causing him to lean backward with a gasp. “I hope so, 'cause I’m just getting started.” I giggled. “But, only if that’s what the boss wants?” He quickly nodded before he pushed his pelvis along mine. I hiss at his movement as I held his face impossibly tighter. “Oh sir, please don’t. You work endlessly, so please… let me help reduce your stress.” Dottore nodded, keeping his mouth shut. I leaned my face within the crook of his neck as a devious smirk danced across my cheeks. “Let me take care of you.”
I heard a loud gulp come from Dottore as he nodded above me. With his approval, I pushed my lips onto his neck, peppering kisses along it to get a feel for what I was dealing with- and as I continued with this soft treatment I could feel him getting needier. I let out a hot breath onto his neck before I latched onto the skin that craved my touch. I ran my tongue along it before sucking hard, coaxing a groan out of the man below me. I abused the spot that I found relentlessly until I pulled back to see a large red spot which gave me a sense of pride. I returned to suckling on his tender skin while my hands began to work at the buttons of his white silk shirt. I felt him try to move his fingers to help me unbutton his shirt, but each time I would swat his hand away, reminding him that it was his time to relax. I could tell he was finding it frustrating that he couldn’t take control, but instead chose to hold himself back and fall into the feeling of my hands.
Soon his chest was revealed to me, allowing my hands to slip along the skin of his torso as I leaned to his collarbone. Before he could react, my teeth sunk into the skin that surrounded the bone, sucking at it relentlessly. Dottore’s grip on my hips tightened, trying to move me to create any sort of friction. The erection that the doctor had was pushing at his black pants, begging to be freed to nestle into the warm walls of my cunt. I admit that I’ve been desperately trying to ignore the heat that had grown in between my legs, causing a pool of all kinds of liquids. I knew that I was embarrassingly wet down there, but I tried so hard to focus on getting reactions out of Dottore. I’m sure he noticed the leakage from my panties, or at least felt it on his thighs.
As fun as seeing him beg would be, I didn’t want to torture him. I just wanted to make him feel good. I bucked my hips to align our clothed genitals, feeling his angry bulge trying to push through to my pussy- and oh god how desperate that made me feel. I slowly rocked our hips along each other, listening to his heavy breathing. “Please, dearest…” He groaned and he brought his head forward to look at me. His entire face was red with a dangerous glow. “If you don’t take me right now then I will have to ravish you myself, and I will not be merciful.” He spoke with a weak smirk.
I smiled as I leaned onto his chest. “Hm, you make it so tempting to tease you though,” I chuckled. His hands on my hips grew tighter and I could tell he was getting more frustrated. “But you’ve already been so good, so I do think you deserve your reward.” I grinned, licking my lips. I slid off his lap and sat on the floor in between his legs, unbuttoning his pants painfully slow. I watched his leg bouncing in anticipation as I pulled the zipper down. Dottore raised himself and allowed his pants to fall, revealing his boxers that hid my precious prize. I bit my cheek with a giggle and began stroking him through the thin cloth. “How lewd you are.” I teased once more. Dottore was fed up with my antics and practically ripped his boxers off, unsheathing his dick. I stared in awe as it stood up against his half-clothed stomach. It was easily over the average, maybe even seven or eight inches with a vain or two pushing at the skin. My mouth watered at the sight.
I sat up onto my knees and held myself up via Dottore’s thighs before I held my mouth open, my tongue falling out. I dragged my warm tongue along his cock, following a prominent vein, the simple action forced a shaky breath from the man above. I lapped at his shaft, reaching the tip to taste the precum he was supplying. Dottore’s skin was burning with need. I closed my mouth and swirled my tongue around the head of his cock, reveling in the sounds. My tongue danced along his sensitive skin, taking the time to slowly move my lips to take a little bit more before immediately returning to my prior position. “So good…” Dottore breathed out as he placed one of his gloved hands into my hair. His grip was tough, and it was trying to coax me into taking more of him but I refused every movement. He groaned, trying to beg for more without making a fool of himself. “You feel so good…” He repeated as if it was the only thing he could think about. I smiled on his dick, who was I to deny this beautiful man?
I abruptly dug my head down his shaft, feeling the tip of his cock that I was previously abusing hit the back of my throat. My cheeks hugged him, engulfing him in the warmth of my mouth. Dottore slapped a hand over his lips, although I still clearly heard the long and drawn-out moan of bliss. I took him and his entirety as I bobbed back and forth on his cock. I knew I shouldn’t be the one indulging myself, but I couldn’t help it when I saw the drool that dribbled down his chin as I continued to pull raw moans from his abused throat. It made me feel so powerful, and oh how did it turn me on? The perfect, malicious, calculating doctor, 2nd of the Fatui Harbingers, is the one who’s as my mercy. I was soon made aware of his every moving moment, such as his shaking leg and his labored breaths that made his chest rise and fall- and it was all because of me. I clenched my thighs together as I ravaged his shaft, trying to create any form of friction for my poor pussy.
Dottore’s leg began to spasm as the pace of his moans picked up, signifying the end. “Please… please, I’m so close…” he groaned. Hearing his begs sent me over the edge. I took my hands and held onto his hips with an iron grip right before I shoved my nose right up against his pelvic bone, deep-throating his cock. I sucked and spun my tongue around his length as tears welled up in my eyes, but I pushed through. I gagged and groaned when his tip would lodge itself in my throat, but even the choking and lack of breath wasn’t enough to stop the ravenous heat that I felt. Dottore became noticeably louder with his moans just before he shot himself into my mouth, trickling along my tongue and cheeks. I quickly engulfed all the cum I could find down my throat, swallowing every drop of his salty essence. “Oh, dear… Dearest,” he gasped out. “You made me feel so… so good.” I hummed a response while still over his cock, the vibrations traveling along his entire body just to cause a jerk of pleasure and overstimulation. I soon let him free with a pop coming from my mouth as I looked up at the utterly destroyed man.
Dottore had his head thrown all the way back, as his partially bare chest rose and fell while it was peppered with small little red marks from my previous conquest of his body. A sense of power once again overcame me, just the thought of unraveling such a horrifying man down to this was enough to make me grin from ear to ear. I stood up from between his legs and leaned in towards his face. I placed my hands on either side of his cheeks as I pressed a long warm kiss onto his sweaty forehead. “See? I knew I could make you take a break.” I lightly chuckled, caressing my thumb along his cheeks.
Dottore leaned into the touch, feeling as though it was the only semblance of warmth that breached his frigid heart. His eyes traced across my features, studying them as if it was the last time he would ever see something so angelic. He pressed his hands along the bottom of my cheeks, resting under my jaw before he pulled me down to his lips. Our mouths locked like puzzle pieces as we just sat there reveling in the other’s taste. He held my face with a firm grip, yet his touches were soft on my skin just to tell me how much he didn’t want me to leave. Going against his wishes though, I pulled away from the kiss, a line of saliva snapping between the two of us as Dottore tried to follow my retreating lips. “Dearest, please…” The harbinger breathed out as we held each other’s faces. “Please I need more of you.” Before I could respond even with a thought I felt the man in front of me plunge to my neck, latching his teeth on the far too-sensitive skin just to bite down hard. I let out a scream of agony, his teeth gnawing at my skin like a rabid animal as I could feel the blood that was being drawn. When Dottore noticed that he had punctured the skin, he quickly lapped up the blood with his tongue, noticeably relishing in the flavor of my body. As painful as the biting was, god did it make my pussy sob. Dottore bit his way down to my shirt and ripped my button-up apart. The buttons flew to the floor as the ripped-open shirt was now resting only on my arms, revealing my entire upper body to him. Dottore traced his hands along my sides, only stopping when he got to one of my bra straps that were wrapped above my shoulder. He hooked his finger on the strap and pulled me forward, closer to him. Just when our lips were about to touch he snapped the strap back to my skin, causing a yelp to erupt from my throat right as he plunged his tongue into my mouth to pull me into a devilish kiss. I don’t even think you could call it a kiss at this point, we were just trying to taste each other as much as possible, clearly getting drunk on the feeling of the other. As our ‘kiss’ continued to just get more violent, I felt my bra go limp. Realizing that Dottore has unlatched it, I quickly shrugged them off my body, trying to not pull from his mouth while doing so. I pushed my body against his, my now bare breasts up against the skin of his chest as I aligned this re-hardened cock along my clothed pussy, slowly rocking back and forth to just some kind of friction going. Dottore suddenly pulled from my lips, leaving a trail of saliva to snap in between us. He grabbed my hips and halted my movements with a glare. “You move for me.” He muttered, the grip on my love handles tightening.
I giggled and tried to roll my hips along his once more, but before I could even go through with the movement my chest was pushed backward to fall into one of Dottore’s arms that he was holding up for me right before he engulfed one of my breasts into his mouth without warning. He began small, rolling his tongue along the soft supple skin of my breast before sucking at the nipple. His movements were sloppy as he tried to cover my entire breast in his shining saliva. He once again honed in on my nipple, sucking in soft and delicate intervals- which was a complete contrast to the way his teeth grazed over the firmer and upper portions of my tit. I leaned back even more, melting deeply into the man’s grasp as I unleashed a long and raw groan from deep within my chest. My voice fumbled as Dottore’s other hand was released from my hips to begin to give the other breast attention. “Holy fucking shit…” I huffed, trying to catch my breath. Both of my tits were being ravished and abused, and I couldn’t do anything over than jerk around in The Doctor’s arm as just the raw feeling of it all. “Holy shit, Dottore…” I twitched forward, leaning into his body again. “Dottore please…”
My simple plead had one of his eyes open to glance up at me, almost as if I was being an idiot for interrupting what he was doing; sucking on my boobs. I heard a small groan from him as he pulled himself off my breasts, now choosing to rest his face in between them. “Yes?” He asked, an eyebrow crooked up. I looked down at his face, the prominent scar along his eyes now lacked its initial horror.
My eyes were glazed over as I looked down at him. “Please…” I let out once more. “I need more, please, I need more…” I placed my hands within his blue locks, intertwining stands of hair between my fingers.
Dottore smiled at my request, tilting his head a tad to nip at my skin. “But I remember you were the one who was tasked with relaxing me.” He spoke, clearly teasing me at this point.
I furrowed my brows. “And I remember you were quivering underneath my simple touches.” I spat back, not letting him gain control too easily. I pulled on his hair, causing him to be ripped away from my bare chest to look up at me. “Now… either we finish this, or you can be left here alone with the boner I feel under me.”
I observed Dottore gasp at my original words right before a smirk soon took over his expression. His tongue grazed over his lips as his gaze grew nothing short of devious. “You are quite the fun one.” That was all he said before he latched his teeth into my neck once more. Biting and sucking relentlessly, gnawing at the skin that was far too raw and sensitive for such an assault. While busying his mouth, his hands slide from my breast to my sides, latching at the hemming of my pants. I quickly got the hint and began to help him take my bottoms off. While he unbutton the front I would raise my ass off his lap to begin the quick process of slipping my pants off. Once they hit the floor I felt Dottore’s hands clasp at my ass. Gripping the skin and playing with the simple movements. Just the idea of him being so close to me was enough to get me turned on, but with his hands getting increasingly closer to my pussy I could feel it sob in desperation from deep within myself. My body was begging to be touched, and with the man in front of me, my body wanted him to do it.
Dottore soon pulled his hands along my ass and hooked his fingers along the straps of my panties. I grinned from ear to ear as I raised my bottom to have them easily slip off. I now lay bare on top of the doctor, his furiously hard cock in between my thighs, pushing against the skin of my abdomen. Dottore and I sat there for a moment, just reveling in the sight of each other panting and our red faces. Neither of us would have guessed how we would end up, but it was apparent that we were both enjoying it a bit too much. One of his hands went to hold my love handles, fondling them a tad as the other hand curled underneath my thighs, inching closer to my soaked slit. I stifled a shiver when he grazed my lips, his fingers dancing on my skin in just a way to drive me mad. It didn’t take long for him to locate my clit and began to rub circles around it. I rolled my eyes back and let out a long and breathy moan. “F-fuck… feels so…”
Just simple words could not describe how ever nerve I had in my body was spasming at his single touch, following his movements as if my life depended on it- and when he picked up the pace slightly on my clit I almost screamed. I bucked my hips forward, softly grinding myself on his hands. He smiled at my reaction and began to circle his other fingers at my entrance. I clenched around nothing as if my body was begging him to just take me right now. It was almost pathetic how easily I crumbled underneath his grasp, the only thing keeping me from dying of embarrassment is how he was the same way when I touched him. His middle finger prodded at my cunt, getting the layout of my pussy. “You are so fascinating,” he muttered. “I wonder how you would…” his expression grew devious, causing me to swallow my pride; I needed him right now. Dottore barked out a laugh as he plunged back to my marked-up neck, biting my collarbone. The pressure make me groan and raise my hips, and seeing this as his opportunity, he pushed a finger into me. Another moan came from me, more high-pitched. Dottore’s mouth traced to my shoulder and he began to slowly pump his one finger inside of me. I clenched on his digit, trying to feel filled up. As happy as I was that he had started, I could only think about wanting more- just one finger was not nearly enough. My walls sobbed, begging. “Look at yourself,” he muttered into my skin as his eyes darted up toward my expression. “If you want something you need to use your-“
“I need more, Dottore.” I interrupted him, already knowing what the bastard was going to do. I didn’t have time to hear his requests. “I need you to fuck me, holy shit I need you inside of me right now.” I plainly said, my hold on his shoulders tightening. I watched Dottore’s smirk grow impossibly larger before swapping sides of my neck to abuse the other side. “Dottore!” I yelled, pulling his hair back a bit. “Right. Now.” I demanded, lust completely taking my mind.
He almost looked shocked at how demanding I was. He was only used to my more calm demeanor, so seeing me like this was a sight to him. Dottore nodded after a moment and plunged another finger inside of me. I ground down on his hand, biting my lip and how he felt inside of me. This time, I could tell he wasn’t teasing me, this time he was readying my cunt for the main event. He stretched my walls, trying to figure out my limits. Once he got an idea of what and where my body made me scream he pulled out his glistening fingers. His fingers ran across my skin, leaving something resembling a snail trail of pussy juices along my thighs. His hands pulled on my hips, raising them and positioning his cock at my entrance. “Anything you want, dearest…” He mumbled into my neck as he slowly lowered my hips towards his appendage. My lips were dragged apart as the head of his cock prodded at my entrance, teasing me just to watch me break a little bit more. Dottore fisted my love handles as he then pushed me further down, causing abrupt penetration. The feeling of just his tip slipping into my insides made my grip on the man tighten as he slipped further in. I slapped a hand over my mouth, yet even then a loud moan slipped between my fingers as Dottore finally had me sitting fully down on his lap.
He was entirely buried in my cunt as he completely supported the weight of my naked body that I threw onto him. I could tell he was waiting for me to bottom out by the way his thumbs rubbed gentle patterns into the meat of my hips, letting the initial feeling of shock drain. I slithered my arms around his neck and held him close, his face only inches away from my breasts, but I didn’t care; I needed him as close as he possibly could be. I let out a long and shaking breath next to his ear, even just sitting here still was enough to drive my mind wild. Just being his cock-sleeve fulfilled me. I felt my breathing settle as Dottore’s eyes darted up toward my face, checking my state. In response to his stare, I brazenly raised my hips slightly to have my pussy drag against his cock once again. “I- I’m ready for more…”
“Perfect,” He smirked right when he slammed his hips back up into my core, causing his name to spill from my lips alongside a deep moan. Dottore’s pace was painfully slow, even when he was thrusting and using his hands to drag me along his cock to patch his speed. Yet every little movement made me cry his name over and over again which Dottore lapped up like it was his last meal. I could feel every inch of him, and god would not want it any other way. “So perfect…” He breathed out and dragged his tongue across the skin of my collarbone. “For me… All for me, all so perfect for me.” He repeated, as his arms shook.
He couldn’t think, and he didn’t want to think. All he wanted to focus on was the blinding pleasure that my pussy gave him and the lewd noises that squirmed from my throat. Dottore soon picked up the pace since he was getting pissed off at the originally slow one he had set. His pelvis now repeated hitting my thighs and ass, the sound of slapping echoing across his study. We had both completely stopped caring about anything that wasn’t each other. There could be a war happening and all it would be is white noise in comparison to our love. The firing of guns would never be heard over the beating hearts that lay between us. Dottore licked his way up my neck and slammed his lips onto mine, trying his best to form some kind of kiss. Our mouths collided as we exchanged gasps and moans with each other, tongues dancing as Dottore’s cock bobbed in and out of my body. When the two of us made out, I felt nothing but passion. Nothing else mattered except his hot breath on my skin. I placed both my hands on the base of his neck, trying my best to catch my breath from the intense pressure that was building up from my pussy. “D-Dottore!” I moaned into his lips. “Holy fuck, Dottore…” his name kept slipping from my mouth like a lost prayer, and he loved it.
In reaction to my words, Dottore pulled from my cunt and quickly transferred me to his arms. I mewled at the loss, my legs quickly began to tremble as my body naturally began to scream for more. Dottore placed me on the edge of his desk before swiping everything off it. Before I could even react his lips came crashing down into mine once more, almost fully sending me backward onto the wood of the desk. His fingers ran along my sides up towards my shoulders before he slowly pushed me down, laying me across his table as he stood between my legs. There I was, bare and unable to help myself in front of the Harbinger I was working under and god did my body want him.
Dottore gave me a long smirk with his ruby eyes as he knelt on the floor. He took a hold of my legs and pulled me closer to him, inching his face closer to my pussy. “You first…” Dottore released his tongue and laid it flat down his chin, displaying his intentions to me. I cracked my lips slightly and let out a shaky breath. It wasn’t long before I felt his warm breath on my body right before the touch of his wet muscle.
I already had a taste of his cock, but just his tongue made my mind start running laps. He dragged it along my pussy only stopping at my clit to give it a tiny nibble with his teeth. “Oh- fuck-“ I gasped out, banging a fist on his table suddenly.
That’s when he ruined me. Dottore gave no mercy when viciously attacking my clit. Just the noises themself were downright sinful, but his actions were what made me convulse. He bit, he licked, and he sucked at the delicate bundle of nerves that I was now red and sore- but fuck did he never stop. The way he would roll his tongue along me would not only send waves of pleasure through my body but shivers. Everything was perfect, and he knew he was performing perfectly. “Mmgh…” I heard Dottore moan into my cunt, sending deep vibrations which made my legs twitch. His moans sent me over the edge, they were what made my knees buckle and shake. All along a knot had begun to wrap itself across my body, and I could finally feel the sudden tension. Taking all of my strength, I let out a long groan as I rolled my hips along Dottore’s lips. Then I heard the knot snap in my head as a sea of pleasure ripped through my body. My clit exploded into euphoria as his lips moved down to lap up the sudden cum that was now leaking from my hole, and he drank it up that it was his last meal. I rode high as my chest rose and fell with both of our moans. Dottore suddenly pushed himself back up from the floor while I was still riding the high of my orgasm. His red eyes pierced my soul as he quickly placed his hands back onto my thighs and threw them over his shoulder. Even after everything he still wasn’t done. He was still hard.
Just as I felt the shock of my orgasm leave my body, Dottore plunged his cock back into my pussy, finally coming back to finish what he started. The pace was brutal, and it was clear he was now just chasing his orgasm. He held my legs over his shoulders, keeping them in place and supporting my body. This new and unfamiliar angle had his cock ramming into me upwards. He probably knew, but this position had his dick slamming directly into my g-spot, sending shocks of overstimulation across my whole body. My pussy was sore, but even if I admitted that, I would also have to admit how sopping it was. My body cried out for him as the knot in my body found itself getting tangled again there was nothing I could do except moan In absolute pleasure and astonishment.
Once Dottore’s pace became faster and sloppy, I could tell he was close, and fuck; so was I. I had already cum, but just this was enough to make that knot in my stomach tug and tug at my second orgasm I took a final look at Dottore, and just the look of his was enough. His blue locks swayed back and forth with his thrusts, and his ruby eyes were watering with need and lust. His chest was rising erratically, every thrust giving his body a new breath to breathe. “I-I’m- Dear- Dear I’m going to,” he tried getting a sentence out, a coherent thought not being something he was able to produce.
“Just cum, please cum for me!” I moaned and I threw my head over his shoulder, another orgasm quickly crashing over me.
Dottore leaned his chest into my body, his orgasm approaching. “Oh fuck… oh god, oh god- oh god- oh god…” he chanted. “Hnngh~ haaah…” through his moan he finally snapped. He let out a long groan as he finally came. His cum spilled ropes into my pussy for a moment before he pulled out to let the last remaining spurts hit my thighs and stomach. The view was painfully erotic, and Dottore’s fucked-out face was enough to prove it. As he continued to hold me up his lips crashed onto mine; the kiss was originally sloppy, but I felt his heart soften as the kiss became purer. He finally parted and gazed at the two of us, sweat and cum covering both of our bodies.
I pushed myself from Dottore’s grasp and let my legs hit the floor. They felt weak but still had the strength to walk fine. As Dottore watched, I walked over and grabbed the coat I had previously removed from his figure from earlier. I draped it over my shoulders and shuffled my feet back to the chair at his desk that I was massaging him in, slightly trying to cover my lewd body. I heard the sound of Dottore’s clothes rustling, and when I looked back his pants were back on and he was buttoning his shirt. I glanced towards what was my shirt- but I don’t think I can call it that anymore due to its torn state. My pants and panties lay beside it, yet I stayed bare in Dottore’s coat. “I’m happy to have seen you so relaxed,” I spoke with a small laugh.
“If I didn’t know better I would’ve said you wanted this to happen,” Dottore turned his head to look at me, his gaze remaining on my partially covered body. He scanned my figure, his eyes lingering on the skin that was revealed to the world. A watched as his lips curled into a small smirk while his cheeks dusted a light pink. “Or, maybe this is what you’ve planned since you walked in.” He stalked closer to me, raising his arms to place on the chair’s back, caging me in between him.
I chuckled and leaned up to peck his lips. He slightly recoiled back after the contact, clearly not expecting it. “Bold of you to assume I’ve only thought about it today.”